#god or some shit: dude you can’t just let them live forever-

[octuscle]

Support dude, it’s me again, Mike. I hit you up so much I feel like I should pay you. And hey if you need that, I’ve got you just tell me. I owe you a shit ton, dude. Since you last helped me, Jack and I tied the fucking knot (and had a hell of a honeymoon haha hadn’t gotten so many noise complaints since high school) and I even moved into his place. Real big and nice like, would make a suburban man cream his pants and even a socialite would do a double take. For as filthy as he can be with me, big boss knows how to fucking live.

But I wouldn’t be hitting you up if everything was all sunshine and rainbows, eh? (Though one of these days I might convince Boss to let you in on our thing for a night or two, just to say thank you if that’s a thing you wanted wink) One of the neighbors apparently doesn’t like it so much when I invite some of the guys at work over for our, let’s call em team bonding events. He bitches and moans about how loud and rowdy we get and how it’s ruining the value of the neighborhood. I almost kicked his ass the first time he came by all bossy and shit, but Boss told me he was President of their HOA or whatever the fuck and that I couldn’t. So I’ve been trying to ignore the prude but if he comes over and ruins another good night I might lose my cool and I don’t wanna let down Boss like that.

Any way you can make the neighborhood meet our lifestyle choices better, dude? I don’t wanna give up this lavish living so soon, it’s nice as hell. But I don’t want it to change me. I wanna change it! Ain’t no reason we can’t live it up without being able to get down if you catch my drift. Can you help me?

I have not invested so much time in my favorite customers, so that you now become adapted suburban bourgeois. So it's time for me to take care of your neighbor. He may be the president of the HOA, after all. But that doesn't give him the right to regulate your private lives. But I could add a little spice to his.

Actually, the boring buffer is not a visitor to the gym. Thank God. So at least you have peace from him there. But today he feels like working out his muscles. And of course, when he enters the locker room, you run right into his arms. And the slimy ass-kisser can do nothing but shake your hand in a friendly way, as if you were best friends. Oops, sorry that your towel slips down.

Normally you are hard as granite when you come back from training. At the sight of your neighbor, the 8 inches dangle limply between your legs. He still seems impressed. To warn your man, you send him a quick message about what to expect during his workout. And write him that you are already preparing everything for dinner at home. "Everything is fine, stallion! daddy wont b disturbed during his workout. Ill b home in 2 hrs"

Your neighbor is blocking the very stations where Jack wants to work out. He has memorized the gym rules and points out every pissy infraction to your husband. In the beginning. But the more Jack sweats, the more musk he exudes, the hornier your neighbor gets. And slowly he starts to change. Actually, sleeveless tops are not allowed in the gym. You both don't care. And your neighbor now too. With the white wifebeater he looks almost like Jack's gym buddy. And he's starting to smell like one, too. It's hard to believe that just a few minutes ago he was the overgroomed suit guy. His armpit hair is sprouting. He obviously hasn't been to the barbershop in a few months either. He stops regimenting your husband. The two of them start working out together as if they've been doing it forever. Steve (your neighbor) can't get enough of having Jack's sweaty workout shorts hanging in front of his face during the bench press. His bulge gets bigger and bigger. And the damp spots in his shorts aren't just from sweat. Jack asks if it's not time to go to the locker room. Steve replies that he was already afraid that Jack wouldn't even ask.

"is it k if i bring a pal 2 dinner" texts Jack. "he 1't want much mor then ur cum and mine." "then he shud bring big appetite" you reply. Shit, this time when Steve shakes your hand, nothing is limp between your legs. Enjoy the evening with the president of the HOA to the fullest!

Pics all found @thelockerroomblog

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #chronivac #male transformation #muscle transformation #inked man #wife beater #revange tf

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Going to be rambling insanely about Ghost and probably what his feelings on the monarchy would be, coming from one deeply damaged povo to another.

Anyway, specifically around the time the parasite in chief in her idiot hat (thanks Eccleston lub u) died and passed said idiot hat on, I was seeing a lot of (fun and gentle-ribbing, mind you!) posts about Ghost getting razzed about the queen croaking and maybe him being sad about it or something - I don’t really remember bc I have shit for brains and I just latch onto what bits my adhd will allow.

SO. I really don’t think Bruv Innit gave two shits about Liz buying the farm, bc he grew up working class in a working class town to a drug addicted, drug peddling dad, and a fairly nondescript mom who likely didn’t have a way to get her and her kids out of that shit situation (per ‘09 MW lore and some presumption). I imagine dude was dragged around a shitload of council estates and his dad’s friends’ shitty crash pads, no stability whatsoever, where food insecurity was a big ass forever-looming deal, mom had no idea if her 20 year old vauxhall was going to make it another trip to her minimum wage part time job, and school was forever on the back burner bc when it came to school supplies/trips vs eating and keeping the lights on. You can guess which one won.

If we’re also going with him being about 35-40ish, he would’ve been 10-12ish or so around Diana’s divorce and then her death. So, here’s this starving, horrendously abused kid, with his starving, horrendously abused mother and little brother, drowning in a system that is pretty much just letting them sink to the bottom, nothing is being done about the evil sperm donor that ruins everything for them, and he’s obliterated constantly by TV coverage and tabloids and radio DJs talking about this goddamned family’s stupid fucking drama. Charles cheated, Diana left, her poor boys in their fancy private schools with their endless wealth and glowing skin and brand new clothes that don’t stink of consignment shops are sad.

Sorrows - sorrows, prayers. 🫶

It’s a story he’s seen countless times, the only difference is money and coverage. And, realistically, the women in the stories he knows aren’t killed in car wrecks, they’re killed by their infuriated husbands who think they’re owed something catching up. Maybe that’s why his mom doesn’t leave the cocksucker that trapped her, she could’ve ended up another council house Diana that no one gave a shit about.

He grows up, becomes a butcher’s apprentice, joins the army. Straightens his brother out, makes sure his mom is set up nice, finally beats the shit out of his dad. And all the while, there looms the most fucking pointless, parasitic family in England: living off taxes taken from the public, god knows how much land and how many castles, even owning all the fucking swans on the island.

Relics, vampires, leeches.

But, you know, twenty years down the road, he’s pushing 40, his services to the country are done in the dark, the family he tried so badly to save were brutally cut down anyway, and when he goes to Tesco, the price of a fifth of piss Smirnoff is insane, and he’s still got Soap swimming in his head mid-rant bc his mam’s fucking knee replacement appeal has been denied for the third time and she can’t even walk anymore, Gaz is moving for the second time in a year bc he just can’t afford to live close to his parents even on his salary, meanwhile there was a stretch where it looked like Philip was surviving solely by being pumped full of virgin blood and straight stem cells.

So, yeah, if anything he probably said cheers when the news broke and cracked a couple extra jokes that day.

“What d’you call one dead Windsor? A good start.”

Edit: This is picking up some traction. @50cal-fullauto-astarion is my CoD blog if you like my Call of Bullshit stuff, this is my main and I don’t really go into CoD here

#simon ghost riley #modern warfare ii #ghost cod #call of duty #mw2 #ghost #I’m mentally ill and I love that he is also mentally ill and probably looks at the monarchy with disgust #if he can vote depending on whether he’s legally dead or not he voted no on brexit #some rando at base is like ‘how can you make a joke like that think about the children they lost their nan’ #and he just goes ‘I’ll hunt those little shits for sport’

[issacballsac]

“Being Ben’s S/O„

He’s a bit dramatic at times but that doesn’t stop him from being the best boyfriend to you! Gn reader (I rlly hope I got his character right)

Reilly | O’Really

Forces you to help him bleach his hair

Has a mini panic attack when his roots start growing back in

As you may or may not know he bleached his hair to differentiate himself from Peter so he would be pissed if his natural colour came back too fast

“Is that brown I see?”

“What. No, where? Are you serious, I just bleached it!”

If you are a frequent gym-goer he’d go with you

Y’all are each others spotters

“You got this, lift it!”

“I’M TRYING.”

If you don’t go to the gym often/not at all it’s alright he’d encourage you to go with him but would respect if you didn’t want to

Platonic or romantic relationship doesn’t matter he’s def gossiping with you especially about spiderverse shit

“I was just assigned on another mission and everything cause some kid came here and prevented Pavitr’s canon event and now wants to prevent his own canon event! Can you believe it?”

“Ben. What the fuck is a canon event?”

Can’t keep a secret

If you ever took him in a date to the carnival he’d start crying

Average bumper cars enjoyer

Very dramatic but if you lived the life he did you’d prob be seen as a bit dramatic too

In addition to this it would prob take a while before he tells you his entire past

Like he’s given you parts but never the whole thing

Give him time and he’ll tell you eventually

Shares headphones with you to show you his music taste and Vice versa

You guys have matching jewelry of some sort

Necklace, ring(non-marriage), bracelet, etc.

Comic Ben no, because his thoughts are written out in the narration box, but spider verse Ben narrates out loud while you guys are on a date or even just hanging out

No matter if your clothes fit him properly or not he’s wearing them just cause

Ofc he’d let you wear his too granted his closet isn’t very…diverse?

He doesn’t have bad fashion sense but like his closet is hella empty 💀

That hoodie though…🦀

Gives little kisses every morning even if you didn’t fall asleep together he’ll make sure to give you the routinely morning kiss

I see him as more of a little spoon? Feel free to disagree but I feel like he would want to be in your arms regardless if ur arms are slim or muscular

He DOES NOT CARE about appearance or anything like that bro jus wants someone to love him FR😭

Back to the silly shit

He cries during romantic movies

Especially if it’s a tragic one

His sobbing ruins the movie FR💀

“God—Ben can you cry quieter?”

“I’m sorry I just can’t believe she died before he could even tell her his feelings!”

Ugly crier fs

Isolated himself from the world after watching the notebook for the first time

Loves playing iMessage games with you especially 8ball and cup pong

He definitely cheats in Uno

Whether or not you help him cheat is up to you

Just know if you call him out on it he’s not talking to you for like a week

If your a regular dude he likes to show off with his powers and everything

If you’re a hero/villain/vigilante etc. he still shows off perhaps even more than before especially when your out doing whatever your doin💀

I could rlly talk abt him forever

He’s actually pretty smart just not in a common sense way

He’d make you come with him to get his ears pierced bc he’s a pussy

I love him and he IS hella strong and shit but he would definitely be too afraid to get his ears pierced

Getting thrown into a car? No problem!

Needle near ear? No.

He can cook a lil bit

No chef but if you want chicken and rice he WON’T give you food poisoning!😁🫶

Better at making drinks

Likes cuddling with you, watching random YouTube videos, and eating goldfish

Has a ritual of rewatching all Jersey Shore seasons at least once every month

Idk if it’s canon but he def doesn’t have a drivers license and you drive him everywhere💀

#ben reilly #x male reader #x masc reader #ben x male reader #ben riley #ben reilly x reader #ben reilly x male reader #ben riley x male reader #ben riley x reader #spiderverse x reader #spiderverse x male reader #scarlet spider x reader #I’m sweating #fanfic #fanfiction #headcanons #spiderverse headcanon #my hcs #x female reader #x fem!reader #x gn reader #x gender neutral reader #Ben x female reader #ben x gn reader #ben riley x gn reader #ben riley x female reader #ben reilly x female reader #ben reilly x gn reader #scarlet spider x gn reader #scarlet spider x female reader

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YOU WROTE ME

SPARE PARTS: blurb 1/1

THE TROUBADOUR, LONDON

(W) strong language, alcohol use, brief smut: if u can call it that

THIRD PERSON’S POV

9 MONTHS POST-SPLIT

“Why can’t you just trust that it’ll be fun?”

“Because you don’t even know who’s playing! What if it’s some screamo guy and I get traumatised.”

“Please, Charlie, you’ve met my friend. You think he’s going to guitar for a screamo guy?”

Charlie pauses, remembering everything she can from the brief meeting between her and Becca’s friend at her house party last week.

“Yes. Yes I do.”

Becca rolls her eyes, nodding in gratitude at the bouncers who let them into the Troubadour, past the lines and lines of people. Charlie has to admit that’s promising, at least. Surely a hundred teenage girls wouldn’t be queueing for something unworthwhile.

“I thought as a musician you’d be buzzing for a free invite to the Troub!”

Charlie’s turn to roll her eyes, now.

“The Troub?”

“Let me pretend I’m in on the lingo, too.”

“God, you’re just making it worse.”

Becca is Charlie’s only remaining friend from her pre-band days. In contact far too little, but enough to see each other in between schedules. Becca manages a restaurant in London, and throws killer house parties every Saturday. It’s ritual.

Of course, with band life, Charlie barely ever attended. But since the split and a (much too long) nine month hiatus from the industry, she’s had a little more time for living her 20s like she never entered that competition in the first place.

“You want a drink?” Becca shouts over the already loud crowd. Just as Charlie opens her mouth to answer, her forearm’s gripped so tightly she’s sure the blood supply’s been cut off.

“Oh my God! Charlie Greene?” A girl practically screams in her face, holding the hand that isn’t keeping Charlie there in a death grip over her mouth.

Despite her usually extreme routine when it comes to being avoided in public, Charlie assumed tonight could be a one off. Who would recognise her in this crowd, in this venue? Panic strickens her before Becca has to step in, shoving the girls palm off.

“Dude, don’t touch strangers like that.”

“Sorry, sorry, I’m just such a huge fan. I can’t believe you’re here! We all thought they were just rumours.”

“What?” Charlie’s dumbfound, forgetting all that media-trained ‘smile at the fans, don’t let them know you want to punch them’ bullshit.

“You know, you and–”

“Look, I’m sure you’re a nice kid, but we’re just trying to enjoy our night. You want me to buy you some alcohol to get you to go away?”

“Becca–”

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, of course. E-enjoy your night.”

The poor girl scurries away, screaming something to her group but Charlie’s too riddled with guilt to hear what.

“For fuck’s sake, Becs, she’s like sixteen!”

“Gripped you like a forty year old WWE champ though, look at your arm!”

Charlie glances down, noticing the white and red splotches beneath the hazy blue lights. Becca has a point, even if she was a little harsh about it.

“Screw the drinks, let’s just get backstage before anyone else tries to cut off your circulation.”

Nodding, Charlie follows Becca through the crowd, making sure to keep her head down this time. Of course they’re asked for IDs and stage passes before getting through, Becca proudly letting security know they’re friends of the guitarist.

“I’m so proud of Mitch, man. He’s come so far. Can you believe he used to work in a pizza shop?”

“I know, it’s impressive shit,” Charlie nods, hugging her hoodie tight to her chest. Something bad swirls in her gut as she watches the audience from the safety of a thick curtain, seeing whispers and screams shared.

“You don’t think that’s about me, do you?” She points for Becca. Becca scoffs.

“Nah, don’t get too up your own ass, Char. The act’s probably about to come on.”

The band will be entering from stage left, opposite to them both. Charlie has to admit she’s curious. It’s been forever since she’s attended any kind of underground gig, it’s exciting – what music’s really about.

“Gemma Styles.”

Until that moment.

Ears ringing, throat drying, sweat forming. Charlie grips her hoodie so tight her knuckles blanch – she’s wrong, she has to be. It’s just her mind and anxiety playing tricks on her. It’d be impossible for–

“No way, Charlie?”

“Fuck.”

“… Charlie?”

“I mean hi! Sorry, hi!”

Pretending her ears aren’t still painfully ringing, Charlie accepts the open arms of the woman in front of her. Specifically, the sister in front of her. Her ears stop buzzing enough for her to hear Becca’s gasp beside her, and enough to hear her heart coming up through her throat.

“I can’t believe you’re here, it’s so good to see you!”

The one thing Charlie never understood was how Harry could be so intolerable and Gemma could be so… Gemma. Despite the ugliest truth she’s discovered in a while coming undone, she feels somewhat comforted by her hug and her words and her smile.

Perhaps they’re all a little too alike Harry, or perhaps the opposite. She can’t tell. There’s a lot happening.

“Yeah, um…” at a complete loss for words, Becca quickly steps in.

“Hi, I’m Rebecca. Friends with the guitarist.”

“Oh, Mitch! Isn’t he amazing? I’m Gemma, Harry’s sister.”

“Jesus, I’m sorry.”

Charlie shoots Becca a pointed glare. She apologises again, a little more sincerely this time.

“So does Harry know you’re here? Bet he’s thrilled, are the others here?”

“Um, no. And no. Not that I know of. I’m actually here for Mitch, too.”

“Oh, I–” Gemma frowns, understandably confused, but is cut off by the house lights dimming and some opening music starting.

Charlie pinches at her arm beneath the once soft material, it only now feels scratchy and too thick. Should she run? It seems like her only viable option. Except her feet are failing her and it’s too fucking late because–

“Hi everyone! I’m Harry, it’s a pleasure. This is my wonderful band, and we’re going to play a few songs for you. Starting with a new one, this is Complicated Freak.”

Frozen to her place, Charlie listened harbouring feelings she couldn’t quite place. Part of her wishes she had just done those few shots before she left like Becca had quite smartly suggested, but a larger part of her wishes she never came.

Because fuck, has she missed him.

She’s missed his voice, and his hands, and his eyes, and his dimples, and she could say she’s missed his hair but that’s gone with the last nine months. She missed watching him concentrate entirely too hard on playing the guitar and she missed watching that crease form between his brows as he closes his eyes and just feels the music. His music.

The music that sounds eerily familiar. Then suddenly flashes of a tour bus come to mind; long hair and slender fingers strumming a guitar. Lyrics that rendered a little to close to home but were promptly ignored at the time now echo the venue, echo her chest.

“Thank you so, so much everyone. I’ll see you soon!”

Harry lifts his palm to the roaring crowd, intimate and small yet still as deafeningly loud as she remembers them always being for him. Begging for an encore, or at the very least one more wave.

But it’s only then that she realises, still stuck to the floor, that he’s taking his guitar off. He’s offering the audience one final bow and kiss, and he’s turning, and he’s walking, and he’s grinning ear to ear and accepting his friends and family’s congratulations, and then he’s stopping, and he’s staring, and his lungs have stopped and his heart has faltered and–

“You wrote me.”

His lips quiver, paused in an effort to say the right thing. Say anything.

“Yeah, I…”

It’s as if the venue and people around them grew wings and flew away as time itself stopped just for them. The first time they had seen eye to eye in the time you could grow a whole fucking baby for God’s sake – and yet they could barely speak. So much unsaid, it’s almost too much. What do you start to say to the love of your life – who you lost?

Luckily, the people around them didn’t actually grow wings.

“We’ll see you later, H,” his older sister squeezes his dead arm, nodding towards Charlie (as if she saw) and then the other confused onlookers who had developed behind them during the show but fuck if Charlie noticed.

Gemma leads the group out, leaving the pair of them in a silent standoff, the muted sound of a dying crowd and crew starting to clean punctuating the quiet.

“Drink?”

“I wanted to call you so many times.” Charlie finally admits, three double vodkas deep.

“Why didn’t you?” Harry almost whispers four whiskeys in.

Malibu’s, their old, usual haunt, has been avoided for the last nine months. Not a single band member dared to go, whether it be that Zayn no longer bartends there or that they were afraid of memories. But it felt like the only place for them to be right now. Elbows leant on the same sticky counter, knees pressed together in their tipsy mis-care, no time passed yet the whole world between them.

“I was scared.” Charlie begins. “I needed time, and after I realised that you leaving us didn’t really matter in the end, I was too late.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Come on, Harry. I saw the tabloids. A month after we split you were seen with this person, that person. You had moved on from us, from me.”

Her confession is startlingly sobering, and Harry can’t help but gulp down a painful lump at the way her eyes water. Harry hadn’t moved on in any sense of the word, Harry was simply trying to find Charlie in anyone he could. The way in which he had coped with his web of feelings for the woman for the past six and a half years.

“I could never move on from you, Char. I was just… lost.”

Charlie snorts, turning to down the rest of her drink.

“Baby I–”

They both freeze. Harry didn’t mean to call her that, but God, doesn’t it feel natural? Isn’t that why it slipped out in the first place? Yet, a slap in the face would have felt better for Charlie. The vodka gets caught in her throat, the once warm liquor running ice cold down her chest.

She turns, her heart melting at the sight of his face. It’s that same heartbreaking, broken concoction of regret and worry knitting his brows and dripping from his eyes. And it has her lips hungrily on his.

He catches her, grabbing her hips as he opens his legs for her and draws her to his chest, breathing in every inch of her. Because that’s what kissing Charlie is like. Oxygen for the first time, water for the first time, life for the first time. His rough hands snake up her back, grip her sides, pinch her skin. Her nails rake at the nape of his neck, muscle memory expecting locks to hold onto but finding short curls as their home instead.

Their tongues and lips work in an unspoken agreement, all the way to her new apartment by the bar, all the way to her bed.

They didn’t speak. They were both far too terrified to lose this moment. They just needed each other, the touch they’d both been desperately chasing for months. Charlie closes her eyes as Harry’s mouth starts its attack on her neck and is transported to Louis’ apartment, where she first felt that same desperation.

“Please.” She breathes, wrapping her legs around his hips, eliciting from him a muffled groan as she grinds up towards him. He nods into her neck, his lips still working down her soft skin. She still tastes the same, that strawberry vanilla he could drink by the gallon.

Charlie claws at his back, making an attempt to remove his black button-up as he moves down her body. She just about manages it as he settles between her legs, pushing up her denim dress without grace or care before biting the edge of her knickers.

The heels of her feet press into his toned back, her palms already fisting the sheets as he harshly grips her hips to push her back into the mattress.

A million thoughts run through Harry’s head, but fear holds him back from saying a single one of them. Months ago, he would’ve told Charlie everything. How good her thighs feel, how fucking pretty she looks laying there, needy for him. How much her soft little pants sound like she should be begging for him, how hard he is for her like this.

But he can’t. For all he knows, he’s simply a mouth right now. He’s not Harry, he’s just something she needs, and fuck if he’ll be whatever she needs.

So he bites into her inner thigh, sucking away the sharpness as she grips and tugs at his hair. He moans into her skin, eyelashes fluttering against her hips as he kisses the top of her pubic bone. His touch is rough in every place but his lips as he makes a path to her core, pressing teasing kisses over her clit. Her knickers are fucking soaked through, and the sight alone is enough to send him berserk.

“Charlie, I’m gonna have to–”

“Please, just–”

With that sliver of permission, he reaches down, squeezing himself over his trousers. The slightly relieved pressure has him gasping against her lace, which quickly becomes wetter. Charlie sits up on her elbows, watching Harry touch and squeeze while he continues to tease her.

And it’s there. In between the need and the pleasure, Charlie begins to cry. Softly, quietly, but enough to garner Harry’s distracted attention.

“Hey, hey,” Harry moves back up her body, tugging her dress back into place as he squeezes her hip, “I’m sorry, I-”

“It’s fine.” Charlie’s voice cracks as her head hits the pillow, hot tears quickly meeting her hairline before she can wipe them away.

“Sweetheart–”

“I’m not your fucking sweetheart.” Charlie murmurs between gritted teeth, sending Harry aback. He sits up on his heels, his touch slowly leaving her. Charlie presses her palms into her eyes, squeezing the tears out as she muffles sobs against her hands.

“That’s the problem.”

It’s hardly above a whisper, but Harry hears every last syllable. Leaning back over her, he removes her fists, gently brushing her blotchy cheeks.

“I’m just drunk and emotional and weird and–”

“Stop it,” Harry murmurs, pulling her up to sit in front of him. “Tell me what you’re feeling.” When she doesn’t budge, he drops his head and whispers, “please.”

Charlie finds his eye. In so many ways, he’s unchanged. He still looks at her like that, and it crumbles her, just as easily as it did all those months ago.

“Everything got so fucked up, Harry. The band, me, us. I haven’t sang a chord in months. I see the guys, what, once, twice a month? And you…”

“It’s my fault, Char.” Harry sighs, collapsing beside her, rubbing his face. “I left, I split everyone up–”

“You needed to.” She interrupts, stern. “I didn’t realise at the time, it took me a while to accept it, but you needed to. Niall was starting a family, everyone was starting to burn out, even if we didn’t want to admit it.”

“You did the right thing.”

Those fives words are all that Harry’s wanted to hear for nine months. He’s spent countless, sleepless nights wondering if he’d messed everything up for everyone, forever. If in his selfishness he’d forgotten to use logic.

“I’m just not sure I did.”

Harry frowns, turning to look at Charlie.

“What do you mean, Charlie?”

“I worry that I was… hasty. Rash.”

Harry can’t help the small smile that starts to tug at his lips. He lifts his knees and rests his chin on his palm to hide it.

“I did a really messed up thing, you were justified.”

“No.” Charlie sighs, looking at the ceiling. “I was right to be mad, but I wasn’t right to have said all the stuff I did. I was especially not right to leave you.”

Harry’s chest jumps, but he tries to calm his excited heart before Charlie can finish. When it comes to her, there’s no real predictability. She might be about to destroy him all over again.

“Those six years mean more to me than anything I’ve done in my entire life. You were there through everything, every shitty and amazing thing, all I can think about is flashes of you. My sister, my audition, my first heartbreak, my first– I could go on and on, but the point is, you were there.”

“Even if you annoyed the shit out of me for the better part of it, you’re my life, Harry. I was stupid to think I could ever live it in the same way without you.”

It’s impossible to fight his grin, now.

Charlie finally turns to face him, instantly rolling her eyes at the sight of him. His entirely too wide smile, his glinting eyes and how they quickly flit to her lips, the twitch between his brows that lets her know he’s holding back a comment.

And despite his speechlessness, his answer is obvious.

“You sure you don’t want someone easier?” Charlie lilts, swaying into him.

“Why on Earth would I want anyone else?”

“I don’t know. I yell at you a lot.”

“I’d rather have you hate my guts than have anyone else.” Harry takes her waist, easing her beneath him again as he hovers over her. “I’ve spent my entire life waiting to hear you say that, you know.”

“Entire life is a bit dramatic.” Charlie drapes her arms around his neck, her fingers finding his nape. That hair is going to take some getting used to.

“Nope,” Harry pops his P, leaning down to press a kiss to her jaw. “You’re my life too, Char.”

She leans back into the pillow, her thumb circling his neck. “You mean it?”

It’s Harry’s turn to roll his eyes, now.

“You really have to ask? What more could I possibly do to prove to you that you’re it for me, you always have been.”

Charlie smirks. “I could think of something.”

“Always thinking with your dick, Greene.”

Charlie lets out a scoff, and Harry let’s his chest do whatever it wants.

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[unknownarmageddon]

I CARE I CARE GIMME GIMME

YEAHH LETS FUCKING GO

Okay these have been rattling in my brain forever I swear to god. (positive) ANYWAY

Putting it under the cut cause this might end up being a bit long LMAO

Death Valley - Fall Out Boy

This. Oh my god just the lyrics alone in general are so proximity dude I fucking swear like i was gonna list off stuff but it all is I’m though particularly the fact that it repeats “we are alive” a lot HEAD IN HANDS

Like. Look at that that’s SO fucking aka AUGH AUGH

Creep - Radiohead

Okay this one’s mostly just here cause of vibes but also like. I dunno man The whole thing in general just makes me think of proximity I can’t explain it well but. Man

Love From The Other Side - Fall Out Boy

Okay okay the lyrics man the lyrics

LOOK AT THAT SHIT /pos/pos other notable mentions are “no where left for us to go but heaven” and “what would you trade the pain for?; I’m not sure” head in hands Also just the overall feel of the song is. Very aka to me like

Twin Skeleton’s (Hotel in NYC) - Fall Out Boy

Okay this song in general is. Very Kross to me but it’s here cause idk. It’s just particularly aka to me I can’t describe it well it’s mostly vibes but like aughh

Live and Die - The Avett Brothers

Okay this one is only here cause it made me think of like. Aka Cross playing his ukulele for Killer and singing for him or something I DUNNO but it made me think of them and I’m unwell about it so it’s included LMAO

Anarchy - Egg

Okay Deni gave me this one and IM SO FUCKING INSANE ABOUT IT Its so incredibly aka the whole thing is it makes me so incredibly unwell THE FUCKING. UKULELE idk you just gotta listen to it but it’s so proximity dude

Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day

OUGHHH OKAY okay okay this one makes me insane too actually its like. It predates them meeting each other y’know but it’s just SO incredibly aka in general to me augh augh I can’t explain it you just gotta listen to it

Wake Me Up When September Ends - Green Day

OHHH OKAY okay this is a similar situation to boulevard of broken dreams actually it’s like It makes me think of the au so much man like ouhhhh It just has the feel to it y’know idk

This Ain’t a Scene, It’s an Arms Race - Fall Out Boy

Ohh oh dude this one is so aka to me Like in general it just has the feel to me idk Like before they got close y’know oughhh Don’t have much to say about that one the reason it’s here is hard to describe BAHA

After Dark - Mr.Kitty

okay the lyrics in this one. Idk it just it makes me think of them y’know Its not. As proximity as some of the other ones but I think it’s worth including

Wish I Knew You - The Revivalists

OHHH okay this one’s here just for the repeated line “I wish I knew you when I was young” cause like fuck man Now that I’m thinking about it it isn’t extremely proximity but it’s worth mentioning for that line I think

Immortals - Fall Out Boy

OH OKAY. THIS ONE. THIS ONE MAN ”we could be immortals, just not for long” LIKE. It’s so aka to me weeping The lyrics in general make me think of them too but that bit especially I’m not normal about it

The Last Of The Real Ones - Fall Out Boy

okay this entire song almost is aka to me Particularly the lyrics fob lyrics continuing to be such proximity bangers augh augh but like

THAT. I swear it’s so aka dude also also “I’m here at the beginning of the end; The end of infinity with you” ALSO VERY AKA

Baby Annihilation - Fall Out Boy

Okay this one is a spoken track and it’s basically only here for the line “what is there between us, if not a little annihilation?” And that bit is so incredibly aka to me I’m not sure why but it is still a banger track definitely worth a listen

You - Keaton Henson

Im not entirely sure why but this makes me think of them like I can’t describe it but Maybe it correlates to one of the endings where either one of them dies y’know augh

No Plan - Hozier

I think this one mostly makes me think of them cause the first time I heard it was because of a fairly dystopian animatic BUT regardless it’s still really proximity to me actually augh augh Idk it just. It’s a bit dystopian in a way I couldn’t explain and it makes me think of them

Butch 4 Butch - Rio Romeo

Got this one from deni and VOID IS SO RIGHT ITS SO AKA IT MAKES ME INSANE Like it’s so incredibly aka like generally augh augh The music especially it sounds all messy and. Raggedy???? Idk how to describe it but it’s aka it is head in hands

Like Real People Do - Hozier

Cackles I drew something with lyrics from this one once but idk it makes me. Think of proximity particularly the part where he’s like “I will not ask you where you came from; I will not ask and neither should you” it makes me think of their silent communication IDK ITS AKA TO ME ALSO ALSO the bit where it goes “I will not ask you why you were creeping; in some sad way; I already know” Head in hands it’s so their silent communication thing

Tin Lover - The Paper Kites

Oughhh this song is so depressing it makes me think of them I don’t have too much else to say about it it’s just. Idk it is y’know

Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

OKAY. I’m going off about the lyrics again fall out boy has such good lyrics i swear to god /pos But the bit where it’s like “but do you got room for one more troubled soul?” is SO proximity actually Like the lyrics in general are so incredibly aka Also the “do you wanna feel beautiful?” Part makes me think of Killer and his sundresses head in hands and just the whole being alone together thing makes me unwell it’s so. Aka dude

Heaven, Iowa - Fall Out Boy

This is another that’s mostly here cause of vibes but like idk man it’s just very proximity to me you just gotta listen to it

As It Was - Hozier

I know you’ve mentioned this one in relation to proximity before and augh SO fucking real man

Paul - Cavetown

Okay okay I dunno man this one is just. Its them to me I’ve been doing this so long I’m not sure how to describe stuff anymore LMAO but this one really makes me think of them y’know

Safe House - Boxout

OKAY THIS ONE IS LIKE ANARCHY BY EGG TO ME deni gave this one to me too and it’s SO fucking proximity it drives me BATSHIT INSANE /pos The ukulele. Weeping. Weeping And just the lyrics in general Really just everything it’s so incredibly aka to me

Anyway!!! I think that’s all of it at the moment!! so there you go hope you enjoy my insanity (/silly) cackles

#Answering asks #Chair asks #Chair!! #apocalyptic Kross AU #didnt include links I couldn’t be bothered to do that many I apologize LMAO #Feel free to give thoughts or whatever I’d love to hear them cause I am. Normal about music and aka and music in relation to aka /silly #EDIT I. I forgot to mention cheap love but I’ve talked about it a bit before so lmao

[leviticus101st]

Spoilers for Amazing Spider-Man 26

I’d clip, but I literally don’t give a shit.

There is only one thing that can be said.

WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!

WHHHHAATT?!

3 questions.

1: WHAT?!

2: WHAT THE FUCK?!

3: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

I decided to log off a bit to collect my thoughts....and with that I can confidently still say "What the actual fuck?"

Let's leave aside the problematic shit for a minute and talk about the other stuff.

You kill off a character who was the main character of her own book in a completely different book. One that she was barely in. One where the events of the book have nothing to really do with her.

It's one thing for Spider-Man writers to lazily just default to 'story where Peter gets sad' or refuse to have his most iconic love interest get back with him.

It's a whole other thing to screw up an actually good character for their stupid melodrama.

"Oh but it's comics. She'll be back in a bit"

Ya don't do the sappy death shit when you're aware that another writer is going to undo it.

Man, I can't imagine that these guys even bothered asking G. Willow Wilson, Sana Amanat, Adrian Alphona, or Jamie Mckelvie for permission nor can I imagine Marvel even telling any of them about this.

Ya think about the DC Sandman stuff and how in Dark Knights Metal Scott Snyder asked Neil Gaiman for permission to have Dream show up just to provide exposition.

Can't imagine why I'm thinking about that right now.

See I actually haven't been reading the Zeb Wells Spider-Man stuff, only really memeing on stupid pages uploaded online.

The only reason I'm assuming that Kamala was chosen to be killed off was because they thought the outrage would be funny. Given the creative's behavior.

Alrighty. Time to just talk about the real shit.

You took the biggest example of a Muslim Superhero, a hero that gave representation to a group that still suffers so much discrimination to this day, and you killed her off.

A character that truly meant so much to so many people and they kill her in this piece of shit.

I want to say that this was just pure ignorance, but given the behavior exhibited by the creators, I'm not giving them that benefit.

They probably want to laugh at the people upset about this, not knowing that killing Ms Marvel, I'd say a group is right to be upset.

Although I will say this. Please, for the love of God, do  not harass, send death threats, or threats of physical violence to anyone over this.

This is a god forsaken piece of shit and we should treat it as such, but don't be a piece of shit yourself. That being said, next point

TIME FOR EVERY OLD MALE COMIC WRITER'S FAVORITE GAME SHOW!

WOMEN IN REFRIGERATORS!!!!! FILMED IN FRONT OF A LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE!

ALL FOR A CHANCE TO WIN A NEW CONVERTIBLE, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS WRITE A SEQUENCE OF A FEMALE CHARACTER BEING KILLED FOR NO NARRATIVE REASON OTHER THAN TO INJECT UNNEEDED PATHOS IN A DUDE'S STORY!

ZEB WELLS IS SCORING HIGH WITH THE DEATH OF BELOVED SUPER HEROINE KAMALA! WHO WE DON'T SEE ANY OF HER FRIENDS OR SUPPORTING CAST AROUND FOR HER DEATH!

INSTEAD WE SEE A DUDE SHE DIDN'T EVEN REALLY KNOW CRADLING HER BODY SADLY! THAT'S SOME GOOD MAN PAIN POINT'S!

UNFORTUNATELY, WELLS WON'T BE TAKING HOME THE WHEELS!

BECAUSE WRITERS LIKE ALAN MOORE KNEW BETTER THAN TO GIVE HIS FRIDGE TARGET THE SWEET RELEASE OF DEATH!

Seriously though, they unironically pulled the Women in Refrigerators shit and it's infuriating as hell.

But yeah, I'm sure the next big event comic that will change everything forever will bring her back, if we even have to wait that long.

Screw this shitty ass run for pulling this shit.

#spider-man #Ms Marvel #Peter Parker #kamala khan #Marvel #comics #amazing spider-man #rant #fuck this shitty run #women in refrigerators #also the art is really fucking bad

[zesstie]

ok, i just need to put out there that this is the first time i've ever written something relatively close to fanfiction, so it's shitty and a little ooc for some of the characters (especially keith ngl). anyways here a small klance oneshot but it's dialogue only!! btw no tw that ik of, but lmk if there's something i should add a tw for! it was written as a school project, so there shouldn't be anything!! enjoy my shit writing, everyone :)

L: “How- how did you find me?”

K: “You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re joking, right?”

L: “Uhhhhh….. yes?”

K: “Oh my God you’re being serious, haha! Wow, I did not take you as the dense type.”

L: “Hey! For your information I am very perceptive when I need to be!”

K: “Yeah our lives are kind of in danger right now? I’d take that as a time where perceptiveness is needed! And you obviously didn’t take that perceptiveness into consideration when you practically announced to the world where you were going due to how loud you ran.”

L: “..Touche.”

K: “Anyways, do you have any information on our enemy?”

L: “All I know is that we’re outnumbered. By, like, a lot. We’re the only ones left.”

K: “...Oh.”

L: “Yeah, how’s that for perceptiveness!?”

K: “Point taken, but this isn’t the time to argue! The enemy could be close and be ready to snipe us, and we can’t afford to lose this war.”

L: “Alright. Do you have a plan?”

K: “Well, you know how I said they could be ready to snipe us at any moment?”

L: “I think I see where you’re going with this, K.”

K: “Thankfully, we have a sharpshooter of our own. The only way we can win at this point is to ambush them. They’ve got 5 people, right? I think I’ll be able to pull off leading them together with some distractions, and once they’re all together, you can pick them off from above.”

L: “This is going to be so fun!”

K: “Remember to stay serious, L… But let’s destroy them.”

H: “Dude, we’ve been walking around for forever and there’s still no sign of anyone. Did we take them all out? I feel like we would have known if we took them all out.”

P: “Yeah, we would have. They’re either really good at this or have no clue what to do, and I’m going with the latter.”

*TING, TING, CLATTER*

H: “What was that? P please, what was that?!”

P: “Calm down!! Finding out where they are is literally our job, H. It sounded like it came from roughly 10 o'clock, but from above due to how long it took to hit the ground. Let’s go back east and tell the others”

A: “H, P! Why are you two over here? I thought your orders from S were to stay separate from the group.”

H: “Yeah, well we know where the enemy is and it's literally on the complete other side, soooooo yeah.”

P: “One of them dropped something, and I thought I heard someone quietly curse under their breath, so they’re def disorganized. ”

C: “Awesome, S isn’t terribly far away so we should regroup and come up with a game plan.”

A: “Let’s go then! We must win!”

K: “Beep. They’re heading over to their leader now, L. You in position? Beep.”

L: “Beep. Never been more ready, K. Beep.”

K: “Beep. Alright then, good luck. I’m counting on you. Beep.”

S: “C just filled me in, great job on finding their location H and P.”

A: “P said that what they dropped sounded like it came from above, so we should ambush from behind and on the same level, instead of from underneath.”

C: “Sounds reasonable enough to me, does anyone have anything else to add?”

H: “Nope!”

P: “Nothing here, let go get th-”

*PEW PEW PEW*

S: “What?! They’re behind us? Everyone, ready you-”

*PEW PEW*

S: “....”

A: “....”

C: “....”

P: “....”

H: “....”

Comms: “TEAM RED HAS WON THIS ROUND OF LASER TAG. PLEASE EXIT THROUGH THE WEST DOOR AND DROP OFF YOUR GUNS AND GEAR AT THE PREP ROOM. WE HOPE YOU HAD FUN PLAYING THIS LAST ROUND OF LASER TAG.”

L: “Woooo Hoooooo!!! K, Did you see that?! I totally had them!”

K: “Yes! Great job, L! I knew you could do it.”

P: “Are they….. Actually getting along? I thought for sure their arguing would be their downfall.”

S: “Well, we’ve just got to not underestimate them anymore. Good game guys, you proved us wrong.”

A: “.... Yet again.”

K: “Don’t forget about the bet, guys!”

L: “YES! Free lunch, I can’t wait to meet you!”

#klance #klance one shot #vld shitpost #klance shitpost #it's so crappy i honestly don't even know why i'm sharing it w anyone #it's my first creative writing class so hopefully i can get better #can be seen as romantic or platonic #dialogue only #lance mcclain #keith kogane #writing #fanfiction #klance fanfiction #vld

[thebibliomancer]

Essential Avengers: Avengers #283: "Whom the Gods Would DESTROY!”

September, 1987

I cannot WAIT to see what leads to this cover.

Because last time the Avengers and Namor were escaping Hades for Olympus on the Pathway of Infinity - which was more of a ramp - when Pluto blew the ramp pathway which he called a bridge and cornered the Avengers with his hell army and hell tanks to stop them escaping because his bro Zeus wants the Avengers tortured in Hades forever for letting Hercules get beaten into a coma.

How do they end up fighting weird golden ladies with knife swords? The Pathway of Infinity was kind of golden. Did it turn into people out of umbrage for being exploded?

Possibly, possibly.

And will they fight the golden ladies before or after or during fighting the hell army which surely won’t wait its turn as hell armies are famously pretty rude.

I guess we’ll see.

So first things first.

This cliffhanger gets resolved about as quickly as a Tenth Doctor cliffhanger.

Remember the ‘oh no we’re cornered by Cybermen!! Good thing I can blast them with this thing I have okay now lets get on with our lives.’

I know you just exist to cut a two-parter in half, cliffhanger!

Anyway, with the Avengers backed against the abyss, Pluto tells them that there’s no escape because when his hell army kills them, he’ll use his god of death powers to keep their souls tormented forever.

Then Captain Marvel decides to resolve the cliffhanger.

Wow, way to do, Monica Rambeau!

I’m being maybe a bit unfair. This doesn’t end the situation of the Avengers cornered by the hell army. But Captain Marvel blowing up all their tanks does drastically reduce the threat level of said hell army.

And the Avengers have already beaten up one thousands strong army during this stay in Hades.

Pluto regroups his hell army by promising “a year’s peace in blessed Elysium for each one who slays an Avenger!”

And I’m fascinated by how that works.

A year isn’t really much time for an eternity of death but it is super enticing to these dudes. Later, some of them risk (and suffer oblivion) because Elysium is just that good.

But imagine when the year runs out and someone shows up to drag you back to whatever tortures the rest of your eternity brings.

With all the tanks WHUM’d, the Avengers rush in to beat some dudes up.

Captain America notes (as he shatters some guy’s skull) that they don’t need to hold back because these dudes are dead dudes who can’t die.

While true, one wonders what the moral lines are regards to kicking the shit out of an immortal dude.

Anyway, She-Hulk being She-Hulk goes right for the big dude. She’s gonna throw down with Pluto.

She-Hulk: “Maybe I should give baldy here a taste of reality -- by, say, kicking his tail till his nose bleeds!”

Pluto: “You think to make sport of me, woman? Hah! None may touch the person of Pluto -- so long as the Hadean fires are mine to command!”

Now THATS some god of the underworld power more impressive than pew pew and tanks!

Don’t recall Pluto having HADEAN FIRE in the mythology, the Greek underworld being more of a dank, depressing cave than a fire and brimstone Hell but I’ll take what I can get.

She-Hulk has to back off from the burning ring of fire.

At another part of the fight, Thor is bummed that due to his non-healing injuries and lack of Mjolnir, he feels he’s lacking. Even compared to Doctor Druid who is just up and jump kicking dudes now.

But he gets his chance when Pluto gets mad that the Avengers are beating up his faceless mooks like they’re faceless mooks and uses his axe which shoots lasers to drop a giant rock toward the Avengers.

IT JUST SO HAPPENS that the rock Pluto tried to smoosh the Avengers with was the exact size and shape needed to plug the missing hole in the path.

Way to do the villain thing and give the heroes exactly what they need.

ALSO: this just occurred to me. Pluto’s torture for Thor was putting a giant rock block on him. And now, a giant rock is Thor’s salvation.

Dunno if that could possibly have been an intentional character beat but if so, neat.

Driven by the allure of Elysium’s not suck, some of Pluto’s army try to pursue the Avengers across the giant rock patch to the broken path. But a giant rock wedged into a hole isn’t the most stable thing and while the Avengers crossed to safety, several of the soldiers fall to oblivion.

Pluto gives up his pursuit, as the Avengers have crossed the midway point, leaving the territory that’s considered Hades and into the territory that’s considered Olympus. And Pluto’s power is limited outside of Hades because of his covenant with Zeus.

Thor leads the Avengers to a shimmering dimensional doorway that takes them off the PATHWAY OF INFINITY and into Olympus proper.

Upon which they are immediately accosted by some centaur guards and upon which Namor and She-Hulk immediately beat the crap out of the centaur guards.

Those poor horse men.

Did they ever stand a chance?

Neigh.

The Avengers regroup in the woods that Olympus apparently has.

Captain America tells the group that since they’re outnumbered and outpowered, their best hope is to convince Zeus to chill the hell out, that the Avengers weren’t responsible for Hercules’ injuries.

Black Knight comments that Zeus is pretty far from being all-knowing for a king of gods, prompting Thor to say that no, that’s not Zeus’ thing, his thing is fits of rage. And horniness, but Thor is too polite to say so.

Then the Mysterious Figure shows up to drop more exposition.

He’s less mysterious, not cloaked in shadows, not even cloaked in cloak. Just showing his beardy face. But still not introducing himself by name.

How rude of him.

He does introduce himself as a bringer of knowledge and then points at a pool to make it a scrying pool so the Avengers can catch some plot.

They see a scene of Zeus questioning Apollo on how long it will take him to heal Hercules. He is a god of healing but he’s finding Hercules’ coma maybe beyond his power.

Hercules mumbles in his coma/sleep “No, Wasp... no more orders... no more abuse from mortals... Avengers must learn...”

Zeus rededicates himself to that very mumble, promising he’ll punish every one of the Avengers for the wrongs done to Hercules.

Okay, so now we know where Zeus is getting his ideas from.

Apollo protests that maybe coma mumbles aren’t reliable. I mean... the Avengers helped Hercules beat Typon that time in issue 50 and helped when Ares turned the Olympians to crystal in issue 100.

Ares comes in to go nuh uh, that was the Ebony Blade what made him do that stuff and anyway, clearly the Avengers only helped those times because it aligned with their own interests.

Apollo points out that Ares is always causing trouble and disrupting the peace of Olympus and Ares goes what do you want from me, I’m the god of war. It’s what I do!

Zeus tells them both to shut up. He’s the big dad decision maker and he’s already decided.

Zeus: “I have decreed that the Avengers shall suffer for what has befallen your brother Hercules -- and suffer they shall! All who claim the mantle of Avenger shall know the tortures of Hades!”

END SCRYING VISION.

Mysterious Guy asks Captain America if he still thinks he can convince Zeus to be cool and Cap(tain America) admits its going to be difficult.

Black Knight calls it impossible instead and Doctor Druid suggests a strategic retreat to Earth, where they can be in a better position.

Thor points out that there’s no way for them to get to the dimensional nexus that links Olympus to Earth without being detected. And if they are, Zeus wouldn’t hesitate to send his armies that he definitely has after the Avengers. And with Ares leading the armies, the conflict would definitely spill over to Earth, just because Ares is a dick.

So the Avengers have little chance of convincing Zeus. If they try to go to Earth, they risk a godvasion.

Captain Marvel comes up with an idea though. Zeus won’t listen to them. They’re mortals and he thinks they were abusive to his son. But maybe... he’d listen to other Olympians. Maybe the Avengers could convince some of the other Greek gods to intercede on their behalf! 

Mysterious Guy admits that this plan does have a chance of success... but the Avengers would have to choose which gods to approach very carefully. The Greek gods being the Greek gods and all and Zeus’ children.

Black Knight: What you’re saying is we have to figure out which of Zeus’ relatives are the least likely to fry us on the spot!”

Captain America: “Dane!”

Black Knight: “Well, that’s what it amounts to! Our chances range from slim to none!”

Namor: “Things are not as hopeless as you believe, Knight. I know of one Olympian, at least, who might willingly listen!”

Black Knight is teetering on the edge of a nervous breakdown, I feel.

He’s one bad turn from yelling ‘game over, man! Game over!’

Who is the Olympian that Namor has in mind?

Could it be Neptune who has appeared in this story already and didn’t enjoy having to turn Namor over to Hades?

No, no. Namor has a better ally in mind.

YUP APHRODITE or I guess Venus.

Geez, pick Greek or Roman names, Marvel.

Namor and Captain Marvel bust into the halls of Venus, alarm Cupid, and beat up Venus’ guard.

To her mild amusement.

Venus: “Zeus would not be pleased to find you here!”

Namor: “Your father misjudged us. Will you support his error... or will you hear the plea of an old ally?”

Venus: “I well remember how you helped me stop the spread of Ares’ wars, Namor. Speak... I will listen.”

Apparently, Venus appeared in Namor’s book and they beat up Ares together...

Wait, I made the comment that maybe Marvel Pluto was a dick because Persephone wasn’t around. Is Marvel Ares a jerk because he and Venus aren’t an item?

Huh.

Elsewhere, Athena is hanging out with Hephaestus.

An odd friendship maybe but I could see how they’d have stuff to talk about.

Anyway, Hephaestus has managed to move Mjolnir into his workshop through a complicated arrangement of levers and winches which didn’t trigger the worthiness enchantment, sure.

And now he’s trying to lift the hammer by just willing himself into being worthy.

It doesn’t really work that way but he has a false moment of hope where it seems to be lifting up but its just Thor calling hammer home.

Ain’t it sad, Hephaestus?

It is sad.

Also, the Avengers aren’t supposed to be here, they’re supposed to be in Hades!

So Hephaestus summons his mob of golden women automatons...

Huh.

Y’know. When Asshole Space Creep Hephaestus had a bunch of robot girlfriends, I thought it was something to show what a creep Asshole Space Creep Hephaestus was. I didn’t know. It was just a thing that Hephaestus did too.

Also, yes, these are the golden women from the cover. Although the ones inside the book have faces and cheekbones.

So now the Avengers are fighting an army of interchangeable golden women.

Just another day in the life of Earth’s Mightiest.

For some reason, Black Knight is still just knocking weapons out of hands. Props to him for not treating robot and fantasy robot life as expendable but pretty sure these specific ones aren’t self-aware.

In fact, I’m more than pretty sure because Doctor Druid has trouble with them because they have no minds for him to mess with.

So he levitates a chain to trip some of the golden women into a giant crucible of molten metal.

Apparently he can levitate stuff. I guess he is just like the other Marvel psychics, but less dialed up.

While She-Hulk fights Hephaestus, Captain America can’t help but critique the workmanship of the golden women.

The form is perfect but aside from that, Hephaestus apparently didn’t really get women. His automata move like men despite their form, making their balance all kinds of easy to screw up.

So... the Avengers didn’t come to Hephaestus’ workshop just to retrieve Mjolnir, pick a fight, and critique a man’s fetish art.

They actually decided off-panel that Hepheastus is one of the more reasonable Olympians so he’d be one of the gods they get to plead their case to Zeus.

(I think the problem with this is that Zeus in the mythology kinda hates Hepheastus. You are actively hurting your case.)

Anyway, the automatons that Doctor Druid knocked into the crucible manage to bust open said crucible by flailing while melting and now there’s molten metal flowing through the workshop.

Way to do a bad job, Doctor Druid.

With the floor being lava or close enough, everyone scrambles to get to safer ground.

Captain America swings on a chain and swoops Black Knight to safety. Doctor Druid WHOSE FAULT THIS IS just levitates above the molten metal because he can do that and thermodynamics aren’t real. And She-Hulk and Thor grab their respective Olympian opponents and rush to safety.

Thor then cools the molten metal by spinning Mjolnir like he likes to do.

He tells Athena that they can get back to fighting if they like but being saved by the Avengers has Hephaestus and Athena questioning if maybe the Avengers aren’t the villains they’re alleged to be.

And maybe they didn’t come here to start a fight.

Captain Marvel, Namor, and Venus show up pretty soon and tells the other two Olympians yeah hold on lets not fight the Avengers.

Apparently of Venus’ powers is that no mortal can lie to her. So after the Avengers explain the situation to the three Olympians, she goes ‘yeah, zone of truth pings it true.’

My favorite part is that after hearing the real story, Athena says:

“There is the ring of truth to your tale. Hercules has a long and colorful history of such blunders.”

Which Hephaestus immediately agrees with!

‘Okay yeah it does sound incredibly plausible that Hercules is, in fact, a dipshit.’ says his family.

Hephaestus isn’t too keen on fighting Zeus, even if the Avengers are innocent, but She-Hulk tells him they just want the three gods to help talk sense into him.

And if they can, they want to help Hercules too.

Dipshit he may be, poisoning his father against the Avengers with coma mumbles he may be doing, but he’s an Avenger!

So Hephaestus, who is likely very aware that he’s not dad’s favorite, says that if they want to talk Zeus down, they’ll need Apollo’s support.

Unfortunately, as Hephaestus, Venus, and Athena lead the disguised Avengers toward the hall of Apollo, they’re spotted by Ares. Who immediately goes and snitches.

I hope he gets stitches.

Equally or more unfortunately,

When I joked that Wasp was going to miss out on Zeus’ revenge by being smart enough to go on vacation... eh, I was wrong.

Zeus sent out Artemis to hunt down Wasp.

Zeus: “So, woman... you are one who ordered my son about like a galley slave! You are the one who abandoned him to defeat! Yours must be the most awful punishment!”

Dangit, Zeus! Don’t you hurt a national treasure like Janet van Dyne!

If you turn her into an actual wasp for ironic punishment reasons, I’m going to be steamed!

Over in the hall of Apollo, Apollo receives the Avengers in stride.

Captain Marvel: “You must believe us, Apollo! Zeus has made a terrible mistake!”

Apollo: “A most serious accusation, mortals. In millennia past, such words alone could have cost you your lives!”

Doctor Druid: “But this is not the past, Lord Apollo. And your father is not infallible, is he?”

Apollo: “No, he is not. Nor am I... for endless hours have I labored to heal my brother’s wounds, but I cannot break him from the spell which has claimed his mind. At most, I can ease his delirium with sleep.”

Doctor Druid offers to use his POWERS OF MIND to try to help Hercules.

Doctor Druid: “Hear me, Hercules! I am a friend... I wish to help you! Your other friends... your family... are here with me! Come to us, Hercules... let your mind join with mind... let me show you the way back!”

Then Zeus shows up to spoil the broth.

Ares tells him that the Zeus children that are helping the Avengers are in fact betraying dad to hand his beloved Hercules son over to the mean Avengers who were bullying him!

Captain America protests this description but makes the mistake of telling Zeus he “must listen” and Zeus doesn’t like that.

Zeus: “YOU DARE TO TELL ME WHAT I ‘MUST’ DO, MORTAL? YOU, WHO HAVE DEFIED MY WILL?!?”

And then he blows them all up.

Captain Marvel no sells because she turned into light but everyone else gets blasted around.

Captain America got it the worst.

He managed to block most of the blast with his shield but look how small that thing is compared to his big beefy body. Thor’s doctor eyes see that both of Cap(tain America)’s legs are fractured so badly that he might never walk again.

And Doctor Druid is face down and unconscious but nobody is looking at him and going ‘oh no, his legs!’ so I assume he’s okay.

The funny thing is I’m sure that Zeus blew up Hercules’ bed doing this.

Namor, Thor, and She-Hulk get back to their feet to Zeus’ annoyance.

Zeus: “Some of you yet stand?! Must I wring the life from you one by one?”

Thor: “Zeus, we did not come in search of war, but you have forced our hand! Olympus shall know our wrath! Yea, and you shall learn why we be called Avengers!”

Meanwhile, the mysterious unhooded unshadowy stranger stands on a rocky peak dramatically and frets.

Mysterious guy: “At last it has come... the day I have dreaded for so long. The final battle between gods and man must now begin. And from such a war, there may be no victors!”

At last it has come, the final battle between gods and man and the men have a god working on their side and its not all gods its just the Olympians because I doubt Asgard is going to throw in against Midgard (Earth) in all this.

Stop being so dramatic, guy.

Follow @essential-avengers​ because I’ve started updating it again. Also, like and reblog because it makes me feel appreciated.

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[carebooks]

so i watched the School for Good and Evil

ya’ll should know that i’ve never once touched the books, i am going into this blind and just wanna see how the movie does, as a prolific movie watcher and just that

right off the bat, i see we got JESPER FROM SHADOW AND BONE I LOVE THIS DUDE;

so they’re brothers, vv cool, oh is the Red one the evil one? yep i was right

it’s weird bc they’re brothers played by the same guy yet he just has great chemistry with himself

also, the mood just flipped from 0 to a 100 real quick, what just happened

i feel like they should’ve shown us them being brotherly and having arguments and maybe see Rafal slowly get angrier at his side always losing, bc really there was no way to see it coming. i could’ve done with a quick montage of them running the school and him growing angrier

“i prefer chaos” me too but could we get more reasons as to this whole thing other than just ‘evil’ ?

oh damn, the bad one died, i thought it would’ve been the opposite way

(but he aint really dead right? i mean)

so both girls are just hated on by the town, i can see them taking revenge together, lets all choose evil hm?

Aggie and Sophie Forever? *cough* gay

love that they just dont give a shit about what the peoples say; like insults thrown they just fly past them

Sophie just Rapunzeled this creep with a frying pan, im loving her, if i could i would choose violence too babe

“I seriously doubt there are any decent people in Gavaldon.” me too babe

so Sophie wants to get out and doesnt wanna settle for an ordinary life, why not just move in with Aggie and live out your happy lives together?

i wonder if we’ll see what happened to Leonora

so everyone ends up in the water when they get to their school? that’s a way to arrive

WOW i love the werewolf guard

“God I hate move-in day.” why do i vibe with this canine dude so much

i love that there’s a tower between the two schools, wonder what happens there

oh so Hort is Captain Hook’s kid. huh.

Tedros has got nothing on Eugene Fitzherbert

Tedros is King Arthurs kid? hm. better luck next time.

OH HE LOST HIS ARM I LOVE IT

THERE’S SOME ACTUAL DISMEMBERMENT HERE

oh hey its older Rhain, i love the actor’s work on Blackish

i mean hey look on the brightside, you got your own room to yourself

oh those bitches locked you up come on guys

if i were you i would’ve switched clothes, scaling a balcony in a dress cant be easy

whats with the creepy Cupid

WHY WOULD YOU SHOOT YOUR STUDENTS WITH ARROWS IF THEY WERE ON THE LEDGE

SOPHIE TURNING THE KNIFE ON HER WAS SO FUN

IS THAT OLIVIA RODRIGO’S BRUTAL YES

so if you can’t get a prince then you’re destined to end up as an anthropomorphic kitchen object or an animal?

what the actual fuck.

please tell me this entire school structure gets redone in the end

Hort has the makings of a good henchmen once Sophie gets more of a handle on her boss side

Gregor is a guy i can vibe with

idk who that random guy was with Sophie kissing him but he just made me laugh

Sophie growing into her evil side is showing and im liking it

Tedros and Aggie have a fun dynamic, hopefully he doesnt disappointment

again, i’d love it if both girls go for Evil

they talked about how Good and Evil are not really balanced, haven’t been for 200 years, so it’d be interesting if both of them go for Evil (even thou im pretty sure thats not where its gonna go)

imagine hearing your son got killed in school, damn, bye Gregor

how is this side of the school truly good if this is what you do to kids that fail?

OH MY FUCK ITS THE MONSTROUS NIGHTMARE FROM HTTYD I LOVE IT

not Rafal coming in and telling everyone Sophie’s a badass

ugh, Lesso had a thing with Rafal? i was counting on her and Dovey having a secret thing

oh fuck, that’s so sad, oh she let this little girl be free, holy shit that’s epic and sad and just damn, i loved it

whats with the big bird, what’s his problem now??

i like that Dovey is very aware of how fucked up the other princesses are about being ‘good’ and recognizes that Agatha actually is good, paralleling how Sophie is actually evil

the Nevers are some sadistic little freaks huh? i get it

Sophie’s in her villain era and im not sorry about it

Sophie said villains can be hot too

i miss Gregor

why do i kinda ship them? Tedros and Sophie? like they’re not exactly in it for like the deep stuff, you can tell it was more of an appearance based relationship with Sophie having him think she’s truly Good, etc. and considering how he’s been so far tells you what kinda prince he is so really they’re kinda perfect for each other.

ya’ll really wanna risk death outside the gates for each other? i mean Sophie, he’s pretty and Tedros, you talked to her like twice, one time she shot correctly so i mean, how well do you know her that you wanna be together?

Anemone was demoted to beautification? so legit EVERYONE here knows how badly the Good School has fallen, hot damn

OH Lesso was Leonora, fun

YO SOPHIE FLIPPING THE SCHOOLS WAS GENIUS I LOVE THAT

while i dont vibe with the whole thing that this immortal who knows how old man seeks out his true love in Sophie, who im pretty sure is liks 16 or 17 or smth, i love how he corrupted good

BC IT MAKES SENSE

HAVING THE GOOD SIDE BE ABOUT GIRLS PRACTICING THEIR SMILES, REWARDING THEM FOR THEIR REVENGE IN THE END, STUDENTS WHO FAIL THREE TIMES GET BOOTED, GOOD BECAME JUST AS BAD IT’S SO SUBTLE AND IT WORKS

ok but i kinda love that the girls parallel the brothers from the beginning

#the school for good and evil #tsfgae #sge #sge movie #sge netflix

[khaleesiofalicante]

“Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones I did not.” -Donna Tartt

HELL YEAH WE ARE BACK AT IT!!!!

Rafael spent a whole minute without thinking about how much he loves Anjali!! That a new record lmao

He had never knocked on the door. These doors have always been open for him. From the very first day. Now I am having gotsm feeling ahh😭

The domesticity of all this scene got me🥺 I LOVE THE LIGHTWOOD-BANES OK?!?!

Love me some Rafael and Anjali changing the world and making guides and sharing their world to mundanes!!! Power couple 😎

New game: Everytime Rafael thinks of how much he loves Anjali, or casually thinks "My Anjali" let's take a shot!! We'll be dead in 10 minutes but whatever 😂

RAFAEL ABOUT TO PROPOSE TO ANJALI!!! I ALREADY KNEW THIS BUT I'M SO EXCITED!!!! everyone's reaction was just🥺🥺🥺

God, the ring is gorgeous 😍 But also not the proposal being eight pages long omfg jshsjdbdk. Why am I not surprised??

Magnus didn’t know how a person could forget a memory like that. Even an immortal. Malec winning as always 💙💙

Max's clothes are disappearing bc of Mallory right?? Right??? 🔪🔪

People got jobs. People got busy. People had too many priorities. You can’t just be a boy in love forever. Adult life is so stupid 😭

Ragnor speaking facts as always >>>

It’s hard to decide what to do with your life when you have ‘forever’ to live. I'm sensing some inmortality crisis coming....

I am worried about the magic problem, shit is gonna blow up soon... Is this something related to the Devlins????

I relate to Lexi bc I am also a queer disaster and shit at communicating :)

“I can’t believe Rafael almost had a funeral,” Lexi chuckled. “I miss the crazy times.” “Don’t manifest that!” Gigi all but yelled. I think it's kinda late for that....

Me @ Camilla and Max: NO BABES!!! RUN AS FAST AND AS FAR AS YOU CAN!!!

Me @ the demons giving David a hard time: you better watch out🗡️ low-key kinda scared tho...

His parents told him that he was perhaps being paranoid. I'm sorry but I'm just crying at the fact that he thinks "his parents"

Those goosebumps definitely mean something and I am pissed idk what😭 is it Mal??? A prince of hell??? WHAT???

Max's presentation>>>>>>>

HE WANTS TO BE THE ONE WHO PROPOSES!!! OMFG I AM CRYING HOLY SHIT I LITERALLY JUMPED!!

“Please?” David whispered. “I promise I’ll make it good for you.”

///

“Babe. I’ll marry the shit out of you.”

I am going to focus on this and forget all the angst that is coming:))

Wait, didn't Max come up with a nickname in edomai or something?? Anya? Anyang? Something like that??

Fuck Mallory tbh🔪 Chopin doesn't like you and neither do I!!!

Some memes for this chapter:

Me:

Alec and Rafel:

AH THE MEMES. I LOVE THEM.

Abigail supremacy only.

and yassss the quotes are back 😎

also omg im glad you noticed because i was writing and rafe was like 'my anjali/his anjali' every 2.4 seconds and i was like 'dude chill'.

Max's name for David is Ayaan. It means god's gift. It's still there. We'll come to it later x

And yes Mallory is the one stealing his clothes 😐

See you next week, babygirl.

#lbaf

[nonbayanary]

The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known - MEME Masterpost

Hi HiruSena simps! Here’s a list of all the memes used in the HiruSena fic titled, “The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known.” The links below will lead you to the original memes, for further context.

ACT I.

i.

SENA:  Ah fuck, I can’t believe you’ve done this  (vine)

ii.

HIRUMA:  The absolute madman!

HIRUMA:  All according to keikaku

iii.

SENA:  By Talos, this can’t be happening

iv.

HIRUMA:  Not today, Satan.

KURITA:  He needs some milk!  (vine)

v.

HIRUMA: Ah shit, here we go again  (video)

HIRUMA:  [chuckles] I’m in danger  (video)

HIRUMA:  Now, we don’t have time to unpack all of that  (gif)

vi.

TEMPORARY PLAYER:  Press [F] to pay respects.

KURITA:  Stop. Get some help.  (video)

KURITA:  Face god and walk backwards into hell.  (tweet)

vii.

SENA:  Consuming five different forms of media at once to prevent a thought from occurring  (image)

SENA:  Copium

SENA:  Don’t try it, demon!  (image)

HIRUMA:  Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy  (vine)

SENA: There are two kinds of people

MIHAE:  God is dead and soon we will follow!  (image)

viii.

MAMORI:  None pizza left beef

MAMORI & HIRUMA:  Freeshavacadoo  (vine)

MAMORI:  Do you accept constructive criticism?

SENA:  Not without crying  (image)

SENA:  I do not currently possess the ability to can  (image)

SENA:  Galaxy brain!

KURITA:  Hoe don’t do it. Ohmygod.  (vine)

KURITA: You better watch out, you better watch out!  (vine)

ix.

CERBERUS:  Edgelord

MUSASHI:  Kung pow penis

x.

MAMORI:  Had it not been for the laws of this land, [she] would have slaughtered [Hiruma].

HIRUMA:  I protecc, I attacc, but most importantly, I watch my family’s bacc

HIRUMA:  Modern problems require modern solutions

HIRUMA:   In this world, it’s milk or be milked

SENA:  No thoughts, head empty

SENA:  Play dumb! Not THAT dumb!  (video)

xi.

SENA:  I’ve connected the two dots

HIRUMA:  You didn’t connect shit

SENA:  I’ve connected them

HIRUMA:  Naruto Run

HIRUMA:  Rickroll song

HIRUMA:  Due to personal reasons, I will be passing away.  

HIRUMA:  No thoughts, head empty

SENA:  Would you like to stay for dinner?

MIHAE:  Would you like to stay forever?  (video)

MIHAE:  [softly]  I’ll kill you.  (video)

HIRUMA:  Kill me and live with the memory. Then tell the stars that you won.

HIRUMA:  Well, well, well... If it isn’t the consequences of my own actions.

SHUUMA:  Pointing Spiderman meme

MIHAE:   Surprised Pikachu meme

MIHAE:  Let me see what you have

(Toddler) SENA:  A knife!

MIHAE:  NO!  (vine)

YOSHIKO:  You’re sick?

MIHAE:  Yeah. Do you think I could get some chicken noodle soup?

YOSHIKO:  Oh, just fucking shut up and die slowly, okay?

MIHAE:  Okay.  (vine)

SHUUMA:  Smack cam!

YOSHIKO:  Bitch I hope the fuck you do! You’ll be a dead son of a bitch, I’ll tell you that!  (vine)

(Toddler) HIRUMA:  Monkey in the car!

YOSHIKO:  Monkey in the car!

(Toddler) HIRUMA:  Fuck off!   (vine)

YOSHIKO:  I’ve only had [Ichii] for a day and a half. But if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room, and then myself.

YOSHIKO:  Mother trucker, dude. That hurt like a butt cheek on a stick.   (vine)

MIHAE:  Everyday, we stray further from god.

YUUYA:  I want to see my little boy!

YOSHIKO:  Here he comes!  (vine)

That scene where Hiruma jumps out of Sena’s window  (video)

Thug Life sunglasses

HIRUMA:  *T-poses*

Note: This masterpost updates with every chapter posted. Please tell me if any links are broken, or if I missed any memes from the fic! Thank you, and I hope y’all enjoyed the memes!

#hirusena #senahiru #the mortifying ordeal of being known #masterpost #nonbayanary #fic #fic masterpost #meme #meme masterpost

[thevibraniumveterans]

Ms Marvel Ep1! - “Generation Why”

Live-blogging spoilers!

-

1. I caught this in the title:

2. “Can a woman just live, hmm?” YES 🤩

3. “Thor is secretly a gamer!” Yes because some dude got yelled at by him thru the headset in Endgame and was like WTF 🤣

4. “Remember, new episodes drop every Wednesday.” KAMALA PLEASE 😂 You going meta?! 🤣

5. Wait, when Kamala’s dad told Aamir (is that his name? Kamala’s bro?) to eat his breakfast, I swear that was right out of the comics! I feel like I’ve heard that line before.

6. Crashing the car before you even start your first lesson, Kamala? 😏 I remember my own driving lessons, nerve wracking, every one of them 😅

7. Ok that’s not nice, the teacher misnaming her 😔 And like, the fact that she’s getting weird looks? Oof.

8. “No, no, no, Bruno” 🤣 SORRY NOT SORRY 😈

9. The school counselor is hilarious 😂 Kamala just zones out, like girl? I would too 😌 (I still do, too!)

10. “Kamala, who is that girl I see staring straight back at me?” I love it when Phase 4 is all about ✨identity✨

11. Oh that dividing effect is so cool!!

12. Bruno Carrelli is kinda adorable though, and I LOVE THE FACT THAT KAMALA LOVES STAR WARS 🤩

13. Those chalk animations are amazing!

14. Kamala’s family absolutely love Bruno.

15. Kamala’s parents not letting her out with a boy? oooh, that sounds familiar. Was forever until I got to do that once, and then it went south, so. Never did that again 🤣 I relate to that “don’t go out at night” thing. Still don’t wanna do that, and I’m no longer a teenager 😅 Protective moms, am I right, or what

16. “Come on, beta. You’re not normal.” “UGGHHH!!” yeah, neither am I, Kamala xD

17. I LOVE THE COMICKY effects!! The speech bubble as Bruno answers his bestie Kamala. AND THE NEON LIGHTS ON THE WINDOW WTF this is so cool!!!!! HOLY SHIT I AM GEEKING OUT AT THE EFFECTS HERE IT EVEN EXTENDS TO THE LED SIGN ABOVE THE DOOR WHAAT

18. Bruno the tech guy, very like his comic counterpart. Love to see it.

19. “If you don’t go with your dad, you’re not going at all.” How on earth did this either-this-or-that ultimatum hit me so hard 😫 It’s not what was said, it was what was implied.

20. I love that there’s a rooftop scene, because the first time I saw Kamala in the comics and there’s a rooftop scene, it was with this dude who turns out to be a huge jerk, so there’s that. But Bruno’s nice. He’s a great guy. Get yourself a bestie who believes in you. 🥺

21. Kamala play fighting with her bestie Bruno reminds me of way back when I was 9 and pretended my pencils were lightsabers at school. Ah, fun times.

22. WHEN A LIGHTBULB LITERALLY GOES OFF ABOVE KAMALA’S HEAD OMG. I CAN’T. I AM IN LOVE WITH THE ANIMATION.

23. Kamala has the most adorable little giggle.

24. CAMP EFFIN’ LEHIGH.

25. Man, I love the dream montage, instagram posts and all. Outdone itself.

26. “Between the authorities and us the people, we are to blame.” WOW! How is this so true for nearly everywhere on Earth nowadays!

27. I wonder why they’d open Camp Lehigh, given how in CATWS it was all fenced off and whatnot. What’s the story there? What, heroes save the say and suddenly everything’s open?

28. AVENGERCON is something that must happen. I WANT IT.

29. CUTE 🤣

30. That America’s Ass reference, well done 🤣

31. YOU LEFT YOUR GLOVES KAMALA oh my god. You don’t just leave your gloves your bestie made for you 😫

32. I LOVE THE COSMIC SUITUP. The way it’s almost like a jelly-like crystal, it is so beautiful.

33. THE EMBIGGENING!! YESS!!

34. I love that she can just… make the stuff? Even with her foot!

35. “Who do you want to be in this world?” I wish I knew too… I too sometimes have my head in the clouds, like Kamala’s mom says to her.

THIS FIRST EPISODE WAS AWESOME!

#mcu #ms marvel series #kamala khan #iman vellani #bruno carrelli #ms marvel spoilers #she is awesome #i love it 🤩 #ms marvel ep 1 #live blogging

[mesillusionssousecstasy]

THE IDOL 1x04: Quotes

“- You were right about this guy. He’s a bad muthafucka. (Destiny) - How bad? (Chaim) - Bad to the fuckin’ bone. His name is Mauricio Costello Jackson. (Destiny) - What is he, Italian? (Chaim) - Nah, he’s not Italian. He’s got ghetto-ass parents that thought that was suave or some shit. That’s beside the point. 2012, he got arrested. This motherfucker kidnapped his ex-girlfriend, held her hostage for three days, and beat the living shit out of her. (Destiny) - Oh, come on. (Chaim) - I’m talkin’ about torture. (Destiny) - God, D. How the fuck did she let this guy in? (Chaim) - I have no fuckin’ clue. I thought she only fucked white boys.” (Destiny)

“- I like not having to make decisions for myself. (Jocelyn) - Why? (Tedros) - Because I trust you. (Jocelyn) - You should make that the opening lyric to the song.” (Tedros) “- Listen, I know you not askin’ for my advice or nothin’, but can I make a suggestion? (Destiny) - Please. (Chaim) - I think we should kill this motherfucker. (Destiny) - No. (Chaim) - Whatchu mean no? (Destiny) - We’re not killin’ anybody, D. (Chaim) - Why not? You gettin’ fuckin’ soft? Don’t be no fuckin’ pussy, Chaimy, come one! (Destiny) - All right, here’s what we’re gonna do.” (Chaim)

“- You know what they call people like you? (Destiny) - Crocodiles? (Chloé) - Pure hearts. You’re real. This business is a crazy, corrupt fuckin’ place. Don’t let nothing... Do you hear me? No one or anything get in the way of your gift. ‘Cause it is pure and it is beautiful. And the moment that voice gets out to the world, there’ll be a lotta people that’s gonna wanna take it. But you can’t let ‘em ‘cause what you got is special. You stay true to that crocodile song. ‘Cause that’s you. Stay observant. If it feels wrong, it’s wrong. Okay? Promise me. (Destiny) - Yeah, I promise. (Chloé)

“- Welcome. Welcome to Magistrate Records.” (Nikki)

“- Chaimy? There is some kinky-ass shit in this house. This shit is weird, scary shit. (Destiny) - Really? (Chaim) - Yeah. And Jocelyn’s on some weird-ass fuckin’ S&M shit with this dude? Shit is wild.” (Destiny) “- Honestly, I just think it’s really fucked up that we’re all just sitting around watching Jocelyn get assaulted. (Leia) - Assaulted? (Izaak) - Yeah. And no one is saying anything. Like, Destiny isn’t saying anything. I don’t know where Chaim is. Like, they’re all letting this psychopath exploit her because... Sorry, but he is. Just so that they can make money? Like, all of these people say that it’s their job to take care of her, but they don’t really care. (Leia) - Okay. I know his methods could seem odd to outsiders, but it’s his process. (Izaak) - Yeah. I think that it’s great, but I don’t think that it’s, like... I don’t think it’s worth. (Leia) - You know, Tedros always says there’s two types of people: the ones that support you and the ones that are obstacles. (Izaak) - So, am I one of the obstacles? (Leia) - Are you? (Izaak) - Honestly, Izaak, I’m just really scared for her right now. He’s doing mind control on her or something.... (Leia) - Mind control? (Izaak) - Yeah! He’s, like, using her in front of other people like she’s not even a human being. (Leia) - Well, she’s not a human being. She’s a star. And stars belong to the world.” (Izaak)

“- Okay, now, listen, I’ve been here a week now. Let me just break it down to you, alright? There’s about three to five kids in here, crazy talented. Listen, Tedros is Tedros. I’m not even trying to change that man. All I’m doin’ is observing. You know what I mean? I wanna watch him and see how he moves, so I know how to manage.” (Destiny)

“- Dyanne, we don’t do this. We don’t just find people on the street and give them deals that will forever alter the course of their life. In fact, I can’t think of a single time we’ve ever done this. Have we? (Nikki) - No.  - But what it is, is we see something in you. It’s special. And it’s not just your talent, it’s your work ethic. So, here’s what we can offer you. We want your first song to be “World Class Sinner”. The couple of takes we did at the end of the other day, that was all we needed to convince everyone. So we just need to have record the vocals, and it’s all yours. You will have access to every division and every person in every division of our company. That means we oversee your record, we pair you with the top producers in the industry, you’ll have features on all the major streaming platforms, bumpy in the algorithm, a full team of legal support at your back, merchandise : your face on t-shirts, multi-million-dollar marketing campaigns, access to the best venues across the globe. That means world tour.” (Nikki)

“- Hi. How are you? Absolutely, I mean, you’re only human, right? (Talia) - Yeah. It’s funny, I feel like people keep saying that to me as if I’m not. No, I don’t think anybody’s concerned about the tour. I think it’s always concerning when somebody that you love is in a state of distress.” (Jocelyn)

“- Does anybody know the meaning of the word “family”? It’s not a child and its mother. No, that’s “domus”, the root of the word “domestic”. The root of the word “family” is “famulus”. “Famulus” means “servant”. It is our duty to serve our family. (Tedros)

“- Why don’t you sing anymore? So, you’re either fully healed or you’re lying. (Tedros) - What else did Jocelyn tell you? (Xander) - Do you know why I use this? (Tedros) - No. (Xander)  - It’s to unlock people. To find out what’s in their heart. (Tedros) - Tedros, can I talk to you for a second? (Xander) - I don’t think he deserves this. (Jocelyn) - He fucking betrayed you. (Tedros) - Yeah, but this feels a little extreme. (Jocelyn) - Extreme? You wanna know what’s extreme? My servitude. My devotion to you. On Earth and in heaven. All you have to do is tell me if he’s lying. (Tedros) - Leave me the fuck alone. (Xander) - Shut the fuck up! (Head) - Let me go. (Xander) - Stop fucking moving or I’ll throw you down the fucking stairs! (Head) - I like you. (Tedros) - Fuck you. (Xander)  - No, I do. I really do. I just don’t trust you. I think you lie. (Tedros) - I don’t lie. (Xander) - Why didn’t you tell anyone that her mother was humiliating her and beating her? (Tedros) - She asked me not to fucking tell anyone, so I didn’t. (Xander) - That’s not fucking true, Xander. (Jocelyn) - You told me that her mom made you fuckin’ sign a contract that you couldn’t fucking sing ever again. Did you not? (Tedros) - Her mom didn’t fucking like that I was a good singer or some shit, so she fucking... (Xander) - Made you sign a fucking contract? (Tedros) - Yeah. (Xander) - What the fuck did you say? (Jocelyn) - I said the fucking truth, Jocelyn. (Xander) - Yes, it... (Xander) - What the fuck is wrong with you. ((Jocelyn) - Tedros, please don’t shock me for one second, okay? Please. You don’t understand the fucking years that this bitch has taken from me, the fucking career that I could’ve had, the life that I could’ve had. (Xander) - He’s lying. ((Jocelyn) - She fucking controls everything around her and everyone. And now she’s doing it to you. You took everything from me. (Xander) - You’ve lived in my fucking house since you were 14. You used me for all my fucking worth and now you’re lying to my fucking face about it. (Jocelyn) - I’m not fucking lying, you stupid bitch! (Xander) - You are fucking lying. (Jocelyn) - Tell the fucking truth, Xander. (Tedros)  - You’re more fucking disgusting, fucked up, and depraved than your bitch cunt of a mother! (Xander) - Shock him again. (Jocelyn) - Please, just don’t fucking shock me again.” (Xander)

“- Baby, I feel like you need to get a little bit of sleep. (Jocelyn) - All I’m saying is show the world a little bit more of what you got.” (Destiny)

“- So, how much do you know about, like, his past? (Destiny) - We, you know, we’re still getting to know each other and stuff. (Jocelyn) - I can’t help but continue to notice his tats. (Destiny) - Oh, yeah. I mean, he’s been to prison like a couple times. (Jocelyn) - Okay, so you know they’re prison tats? (Destiny) - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. (Jocelyn) - And he told you he went to prison? (Destiny) - Yeah, but he’s, like, really sensitive about it. He doesn’t really like talking about it with a lotta people. He had this fucking crazy, like, ex-girlfriend. (Jocelyn) - Okay. (Destiny) - And they used to fight a lot. They had this, like, really tumultuous relationship. And there was this one time where I guess, they were, like, fighting, and I guess he choked her. (Jocelyn) - Who choked who? (Destiny) - Well, I don’t think he choked... They were, like, getting in a fight, you know....  (Jocelyn) - He choked her? (Destiny) - He held, ya know... He just was tryna, like, fend her off, I think. And she punched him in the face and I guess he hit her back, ya know? But like self-defense kinda thing. The girl kinda made it seem like he had punched her first. (Jocelyn) - I mean, at some point, though, he did hit her, right? (Destiny) - But he was just trying to, like, defend himself. And then this girl came out and was like “He hit me”, and everything, and, like, made it this whole thing like he had abused her, ya know?” And then, there was just this, like, group of girls that he was working with as, like, artists. (Jocelyn) - A work situation? (Destiny) - Yeah. And they were trying to, like, extort him for money. And so, they kinda like all got together and they went to the cops and they told the cops that he was, like, their pimp. And then he went to prison for, like, six years. (Jocelyn) - Okay.” (Destiny)

“- You know, Tedros was talking about your voice. He said it’s stronger than ever. I’m gonna let you go ‘cause Tedros believes in you, but you need to do something for him.” (Izaark) 

“- You wanna sell tickets, right? You gotta go public. (Tedros) - With what? (Jocelyn) - My earliest memory, when I was three years old was of my mother beating me with a hairbrush. And for 22 years, she physically and emotionally abused me every day. And I also wanna make a promise to you, to all of you, that I’m not gonna let the trauma of my past affect the person that I wanna be moving forward. And, I promise you, there is a new Jocelyn coming.” (Jocelyn)

“- Wait, are you actually mad about what just happened? (Tedros) - She doesn’t fucking like you. Why would she like you?” (Jocelyn) - Jocelyn. When Tedros told Dyanne to bring you to the club, she didn’t think he would have sex with you.” (Chloé)

“- Nikki asked me to step in and perform “World Class Sinner”. And I just signed with Magistrate, and she wants me to have “World Class Sinner” as my first single. (Dyanne) - Oh, wow. (Jocelyn) - But I didn’t say yes. I said I would ask you first. I know it was your song. (Dyanne) - Congratulations. That’s crazy. I mean, that’s a huge opportunity and I’m... I would feel awful to stand in the way of that, so, of course. (Jocelyn) - Really? (Dyanne) - You should take it. Yeah, of course. (Jocelyn) - Are you crying? (Dyanne) - Sorry. (Jocelyn) - Why are you crying? (Dyanne) - I’m really happy for you.” (Jocelyn)

“- We can open up, we can get personal if you take a hit of this. (Tedros) - Really get to know one another? (Destiny) - I’m an open book. That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout, D. (Tedros) - Oh, shit. What the fuck? (Destiny) - What? (Tedros) - Isn’t that Jocelyn’s ex, Rob, over there?” (Destiny)

“- I’m just concerned about you, man. (Rob) - You’re an actor, right? Yeah, every actor I know is a fucking faggot. Doesn’t everybody gotta take it up the ass to get these roles out here?” (Tedros)

“- Mike, we need some music that matches the vibe.” (Tedros)

“- So, what did I do to deserve a text back? (Rob) - You were on my mind. (Jocelyn) - I feel like I never should’ve left. (Rob) - Well, I would’ve resented you for staying. It was too good of an opportunity. (Jocelyn) - If I had to do it all over again, I think that.... (Rob) - You still would’ve gone. And if you hadn’t, I would’ve forced you. (Jocelyn) - Why didn’t you tell me any of this shit? (Rob) - Tell you what? (Jocelyn) - I don’t know, about your mom. The fact that she’d been abusing you all these years. (Rob) - Well, if I’d known you were gonna come over and talk about my mom, I probably wouldn’t have texted you. (Jocelyn) - That actually kind of hurts my feelings. (Rob) - Rob, you’re killing me. (Jocelyn) - You’ve been ignoring me for a month. You changed your phone number and every time I try to call Leia, she says she can’t get ahold of you. (Rob) - I can’t hear a word you’re saying, Rob. Did you say that you care about me or that you love me? I didn’t hear. (Jocelyn) - I said, put some clothes on, you fucking lunatic. (Rob) - You’re no fun.” (Jocelyn) - You know, I bought this outfit to come and meet you in Germany before you fucked your co-star and broke my delicate, little heart. (Jocelyn) - For the record, you’re the one that said it was boring to be monogamous. (Rob) - Well, I take it back. (Jocelyn) - There’s plenty of guys in the world you can have sex with who won’t ask you any questions.” (Rob) - But they’re not you. (Jocelyn) - I actually know you. I have this image of you giving her a bath. You were always so tender with her. I can’t imagine how fucking difficult this must be. It’s just awful. All of it. (Rob) - I promise. I’m in a really good place. (Jocelyn) - You’re such a good place that now you’re throwin’ house parties. In five hours, I have to leave for the press tour. (Rob) - That’s so exciting. (Jocelyn) - Come with me. (Rob) - I wish. (Jocelyn) - The studio gave me a private jet. Come on. (Rob) - I can’t. (Jocelyn) - You know what I love most about you? When you want something you find a way to get it.” (Rob)

“An endless love... I’ve found in you Warm as a fire in everything you do”

#quote #quotes #citation #quotation #the idol hbo #hbo series #hbo the idol #the idol #the idol 1x04 #the idol 1x04 quotes #jocelyn #jocelyn x tedros

[leverage-ot3]

the leverage ot3 energy (specifically with eliot) is like

“don’t go where I can’t follow”

but then they’re like, let’s go steal the underworld or some shit like that

because they won’t let even death keep them apart

they will con, thieve, and steal their way out of death to see each other again

because at the end of the day, they will go to the ends of the earth to save each other, to protect each other, to love each other for the rest of their existences

they will stare death in the eye and say not today, not ever

you can’t take them (away from me)

#throwback to my unhinged tags from the other day raving about how eliot would look death in the eye and take them back #anyways this is the story on how they live forever lmao #they’re too stubborn and clever to let death take them (permanently at least) #no one: #the leverage ot3: let’s go steal death #death to the side: who the fuck- #death: I don’t get paid enough for this shit #he throws his skeleton hands up in the air and is like you know what? I don’t give a fuck. let these funky queers live together forever #and then he watches them live out the rest of their long existences eating popcorn because he’s officially become invested in their #-relationship. he eats that shit up and ships them so hard he doesn’t even care they’re breaking the rules #god or some shit: dude you can’t just let them live forever- #death: fucking wATCH ME #death reads the ot3 fanfiction nate wrote and leaves happy comments and kudos for fun #also john rogers said that eliot ‘knows’ that he’s going to hell when he dies and 10000% parker and hardison Will Not Stand for that #why am I going on about this??? am I on drugs??? like yes but the mental health kind but it really does seem like I’m on crack rn #eliot spencer #leverage ot3 #alec hardison #parker #parker x hardison x eliot #ot3 headcanons #ot3 meta #technically #meta #mine #leverage

[valenhell]

From the studio that brought you “I can’t find good Byler fics in the ao3 tag”, comes:

"The Definitive Byler fic rec list"

Literally no one asked for this but because I spent the majority of last year (...and 2019, and 2018...) reading byler fics and coping with life, I thought I’d make a list of some of my absolute favorites. 

The other day I was basically starving for some byler fics and the angel @magicalfairy provided me with some of her faves so I thought I’d do the same, because I love reading, and I love all of these fics and I appreciate their writers💗 And fic writers in general, come on!

- This is a mix of long works and one-shots/short stories. - Everything is mostly fluff with a tad of angst and a lot of internalized homophobia conflict.  - Every fic is completed, except for the ones I mention that they are not. - I try my best to lay out the stories in a way that I won’t spoil you the plot but also warning you of some stuff you might don’t like. Either way, all of these fics are correctly tagged by their respective authors/owners, so read at your own risk. For better understanding, in between brackets I denote Rating, Words and quantity of Chapters. - I feel like I should clarify, none of these are narrated in the singular first person. None of that “And I told him...”, no. 

Long fics

a dream always the same (T, 99k, 35 chapters) What happened in those few weeks between the Battle of Starcourt and the Byers leaving Hawkins. Literally a satisfying and very needed fill in of season three, with a good dose of Mike’s thoughts and conflict. Mike’s characterization is specially amazing in this one. The writing style is amazing and I know the author put everything into making it historically accurate, and it was really sweet. You probably read it, it’s by the amazing sevensided here on Tumblr🧡

Spring Break (T, 120k, 14/15 chapters) The slowburn of my dreams. Lots of internalized conflict and conflict with each other. Conflict within the Party (uhh kind of), conflict with Mike and Will. Byers family has moved and the kids are visiting! Chaos. Characterization is on point. Yeah, I know it’s unfinished, but the fourteenth chapter actually serves as a pretty nice ending. 

This is where it starts (M, 148.8k, 24 chapters) Aged up characters. The Party is in college and Will disappears again, but now it’s different. Mike knows he didn’t vanish from thin air, and the discovery he and the Party end up making is pretty insane. Mystery solving/fantasy/third dimension, throw in a bit of D&D and Mike realizing some shit, and you get this marvelous fic. It’s a breath of fresh air. The world building is definitely one of the elements that stands out the most, because it’s very nicely described, it sounds like a dream and it’s completely immersive. Absolute gem of a fic. 

there’s a Starman waiting in the sky (M, 30.6k, 8 chapters) Do I need to say anything? Will is out there living his best life and Mike realizes that wow, umm, maybe his best friend looks a bit too nice with that costume... and wait, is he getting horny? It’s actually really fun and sexy.

The Evening Speaks (T, 23k, 7 chapters) In where Mike is a late-night college radio host and Will is the art student that stays up till late to catch up with Wheeler on the Mic. They flirt through songs y’all, this one is really sweet. 

heads or tails? (E, 24k, 3 chapters) Aged up characters. I know most people don’t enjoy sex in fics and with specific characters but this one is insanely well written. It’s a slowburn that commits to the tension and with every word you are grasping and anticipating their next move. I think you can find the author here on Tumblr as yousaidyes🧡

The Man of Average (M, 56.7k, 5/? chapters) Aged up characters. No but you don’t understand, the writing here is absolute gourmet. The story is exciting as well, it’s super interesting. Weirdly enough, for being very aged up characters, they are well characterized but they don’t feel like teenagers. They are naturally Mike and Will. The author really captured Mike and Will’s essence. I know, it’s unfinished and it’s updated very rarely, but this is the typical fic you can’t believe someone just posted on the internet for free. I will say though, I think it’s definitely not for everyone. Read at your own risk.

Heartstrings (E, 82.8k, 24/? chapters) Aged up characters. By the same author of The Man of Average. A collection of memories, the road to Mike and Will’s happy ever after. And fucking hell!!!!! You’ll cry and get angry, you’ll cheer for them, then you’ll want to crash their faces together because god dammit you love each other!!! But yeah, same thing here. The writing and the way the story is laid out as a nonlinear narrative is brilliant. And I also think this is one of the best Will versions I’ve read. The author might as well be the og creator of this two characters tbh. You can find the author here as mylesimeblr🧡

Sinners behind the walls (T, 1.5k, 1/1) And because I can’t stop recommending this author, a little thing of Mike tormenting himself but also being too deeply committed to Will. 

The Red Envelope series (T/E, 167K, two completed works) Something happens that Will thought was impossible and from there, pure drama and romance. Anything by this author has the potential to become your absolute favorite fic, but this series in particular is amazing. I doubt that any of you haven’t read this, but it doesn’t hurt to put it in this list. I’m pretty sure the author is serendipitous-magic on Tumblr🧡

A New Fight series (T, 91k, two completed works, one WIP) And finally the Star Wars AU that we all needed. But this isn’t your typical “Mike is Han”, “Will is Leia” and “El is Luke”, it’s way more interesting than that, and the author has appropriated the Star Wars world like no other. I’ll admit I’m not a 100% fluent in SW lore but this is amazing to me either way. This author is also on Tumblr, tea-for-one-please🧡

- Yes, most of these are (if not all), in a way, canon compliant/canonverse/canon continuation into fanon. (In a way)

One-shots and short stories

Sundae for Two, Please (G, 4.8k) Steve being the supportive friend and older brother these kids collectively need. (not Jonathan erasure, we love him). Steve is very sweet himself, and this little cute thing through his POV is gorgeous. Yes, it’s byler.

Backstage (T, 10k, 2/2) Jonathan, you forgot to mention to Will how hot your new band’s guitarist is, dude. Now he’s hyperventilating and weirdly flirting with him in the corner. Background Stonathan because why not.

102 Peach Street (G, 3.8k) Established relationship, but not only that, they are married :’’))) PURE fluff. Extreme fluffiness. Diabetes. 

sweatshirts and bottled up feelings (T, 3.2k) Or, Mike thinks that the sweatshirt Will wears looks insanely good on him. And kitchens are for lovers. 

kiss it better (T, 16.3k) Basically one of the best character studies of a few precise moments of Mike and Will’s relationship and feelings. 

will wonders ever cease (T, 11.3k) #i ship will and happiness. Omfg what a beautiful piece of fanfic. Will centric, this kid really deserves all the good in the world.

The Calm After the Storm (T, 1.6k) Tooth rotting fluff, boyfriends in love. Boyfriends being lazy, cuddling, love words, kisses. Boys loving each other’s company... Basically, Mike and Will in their element. What more can you ask for?

neither of us ready to let go (T, 4.8k) That scene from season three, but a bit of a fix it. 

Still in love (G, 1k) Domestic, married life au fluff. Y’all, I’m a sucker for established Byler, even if I can’t find many fics with it. But this is very sweet. It takes place in 2020, but I don’t think there are any mentions of the COVID-19 crisis that I remember.

I Nver Find Out ‘Til I’m Head Over Heels (G, 12.5K) Classic 5+1 fic. If you haven’t read it, where have you been? This is your moment. In where Mike keeps inviting Will to the school dances and Will thinks it’s just a joke until he realizes it’s not. 

Before You’re Gone (T, 5.9k) Will is leaving Hawkins and Mike thinks this is a great moment for a confession. This one I discovered last friday, thank you friend @magicalfairy 💗

You’re weird Wheeler (M, 4.5k) Mike unintentionally starts a tradition of going to each other to talk about their sexual encounters just after they finish. Will keeps getting more explicit with the details he shares, and he makes his best friend interested. This one is really fun y’all.

Out-Of-Town Friends (N/R, 4.6K) It’s not rated. I haven’t re- read it but I’d say it would probably fall in a T rating. So cute!! Will has new friends and sneaks off every friday and the Party doesn’t know where he is going, so Mike decides to follow him and is surprised. 

Snowed Under (G, 1.3k) By the same author of The New Fight series. Mike is spending christmas by himself in college because a snowstorm hits Chicago and Nancy can’t drive to see him, but then he has a surprise visitor. Ahhh just a lil sweet holiday fic. Super cute. 

you love me anyway series (T, 7.1k, three completed works) Literally just the cutest thing ever. Established Byler. Will loves to take pictures and he loves taking pictures of Mike. It’s adorable. 

you wanna be friends forever (i can think of something better) (T, 9k) This one is so amazing. So. Amazing. From Will’s POV, my kid deserves the world and he gets it. 

okay not to be okay (T, 4.9k) Mike is a bit sad but then everything is okay. 

can’t hold out forever (G, 18.4k) Y’all!!!!! 5+1 sweetness. Mike has been falling in love since kindergarten. And it’s long af, you’ll enjoy it. 

even if it takes forever (G, 1.3k) College short AU, they miss each other, they love each other, they promise all to each other. It is sappy y’all.

clear as day (N/R, 18.4K, 4 chapters) It’s not rated, but I’d say it falls in the T category. Strangers to friends to lovers. And also, everyone is pretty gay; we have our dynamic trio Mike, Max and El as disaster lesbians (and gay). Will works at the library and he is also gay. Lucas and Dustin and Will are the best friends we needed. It’s very sweet and the Party is kind of formed here!

I went overboard with the one-shots, so you must have realized how much I love long one-shots and I favor them over long works lmao but they are all amazing!!! If it’s on this list, I probably read it at 2 am, sobbing in my bed. So. Hope you enjoy it☺️🧡

#these are my all time favorites that i think you should read #it’s a good start #i've been putting together this post since friday #and i just realize that #apparently all of these have angst in some degree #who would i be if I didn’t read angst ajsjsj #but funny thing is that i try not to —but then the best stories are basically made of it #anyway #most of these are what I consider fandom classics #everyone in the byler fandom is so talented at writing😫💗 #is stonathan the actual ship name? lmao #byler #stranger things #byeler #byler fic rec #fic rec #ao3 #st #st.txt #me.txt #long post #stranger things fic

[baecvlt]

Stalker Nagito Komaeda x Milf!Reader

this was requested via my twitter:

“Hey! i’ve seen your works and I’m in love. Can I request smut where a stalker Nagito Komaeda becomes obsessed with a milf reader who moves into the neighborhood who’s like a dom in bed and ya know just large bust and taller than him. Thank youuu🤍”

a/n: ofc. but I have my own idea of a dom which i’ll use involving certain things (heed warnings)

warnings: he is so obviously a virgin in this, degradation, slight masochism, asphyxiation, spit, also Nagito calls the reader mommy (side note: nagito is in his early 20s in this, he lives alone. age of reader isn’t specified BUT I say she’s in her late 20s/early 30s)

• • •

It was a bright day...which Nagito despised. It was summer. He hated the sun, hated the mosquitoes, and the unnecessary humidity. It was days like these he wishes he was back at his university dorm. The A/C, the tall tree covering his window and blocking the sun...it was perfect. Hell, he didn’t even hate classes. Yet, he couldn’t live in the dorms forever. When it came time to buy a home, he stupidly did so in fall, moved in during the winter.

Well, no shit the home seemed perfect then. It wasn’t fucking summer. His A/C decided to break, his windows has a great view of the sun, and most of his friends were out of town (all except Hajime, but Hajime is fucking boring and a bummer). Nagito sat on his couch, watching reruns of old tv shows. He took a sip from his nearby glass (cold water), suddenly hearing sounds of what appeared to be a loading van. He looked outside his window.

A moving van?

Right, that one old man who lived there passed away. Freak accident, by the way. Oh well, may he rest in peace. Meanwhile, Nagito was being himself and trying to see who it was. Pretty much, the dude was being nosy. He saw another car pull up. That must’ve been the family’s car. Out jumped 3 kids, what appeared to be 2 girls and 1 boy. An adult stepped out. Nagito decided he’d get a better look at the situation. He put on his shirt, black jeans, and his green hood.

He was “going for a walk”.

Without being noticed, he made his way to the other side of the street. It was a woman, she was taking boxes out of the truck. The minute Nagito saw her it was if he was stricken by Cupid’s arrow. She was tall and beautiful. Her skin complimented her hair and her legs, he couldn’t take his eyes off them. Her breasts...he needed to stop—

“Hi!”

She was in front of him, a warm and inviting smile on her face. “H-Hi,” he muttered. She didn’t hear him well, so it helped that he waved. “I’m new in the neighborhood. We just moved in,” she added, putting the box down. She stuck her hand out, going for a handshake. He shook her hand, her warm hand against his cold ones. Why are his hands always cold? “I see,” he responded, getting his shit together,“I’m Nagito Komaeda. I live across the street”. She introduced herself and complimented his house.

“What a lovely home. I hope the neighborhood is just as lovely”

“It should be. It’s pretty quiet. There’s not many families here. Say, can I help you pack?”

“You’re too sweet! I’d really appreciate it”

He helped take all the boxes in her home, helping load a couch too, and help with other large objects. They finished in 9 hours, taking a majority of the day. “Thanks for helping out, Nagito”. She made a lemonade, handing him a glass.

“Don’t mention it! Also, thank you”

One of the kids ran in the living room where they sat on the couch. He gasped when he saw Nagito. “Mommy! That man looks dead!!!”. Nagito smiled, but his mom was not amused. “Michael! Apologize..”. The kid kept smiling and said,“Sorry!”. He ran to another room. “I’m so sorry,” she muttered. Nagito shook his head.

“Hey, I’m rather malnourished”

“Ha. On an unrelated topic, are you hungry? I could make us something”

“Oh, I shouldn’t linger any longer. I wouldn’t want to disturb your husband”

She laughed. “I know you mean no harm, but I’m not married,” she added. “Oh,” Nagito muttered,“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean it in any way”. She shook her head and reassured him it was fine. “Sit, Nagito,” she pulled out a chair,“I’m not letting you refuse having dinner with us. Especially since you were such help”. She rubbed his back before heading back into the kitchen to begin cooking.

She made him a bowl of pasta, adding chicken on the side. Nagito was quite happy. He hadn’t eaten a good meal in so long. Her kids didn’t eat at the table, but on the counter. Meanwhile, she ate with Nagito. Just as Nagito thought he couldn’t grow fonder of her, he did just that. All she did was let him talk about himself.

“Jesus, I’m sorry about your parents? How are you keeping yourself afloat with university and expenses?”

“Academic scholarships”

“Wow, you’re such a smart boy”

The way she phrased it made him flustered. “Thank you for the meal, ma’am,” he muttered,“I haven’t eaten like this in who knows how long”. She smiled tenderly, picking up his empty plate. “Seconds?”. He shook his head.

“No, thank you. I’m already so full”

“I’m glad. You know, there’s always a meal for you in store if you can do me a favor”

“What’s that?”

“My oldest daughter has her final test this week. You think you can help her study? I’ll make you a nice, warm meal every time you come over”

Nagito thought about it. He would also have time around her. Plus, she wasn’t a bad cook. “Of course, I look forward to it,” he told her. “Lovely”. He got up and excused himself to go home. “It was nice having you over, Nagito,” she said softly. He could tell she was getting sleepy. When people are tired, Nagito has noticed that their tone is rather sheepish. She walked him to the door, ruffling his hair playfully and he blushed. “Goodnight, neighbor”.

“Goodnight, you”

Before he left, she stopped him and handed him a paper: (xxx) xxx-xxxx ♡

“Call me when you get home so I have your number saved. Then, I can call you when my daughter, Vanessa, needs help. Take care, okay?”

He nodded.

She closed the door, his thoughts racing on his way home. He picked up some things about her, things she didn’t even tell him. He went home and opened a notebook, writing all of it down. He called her and she answered, her voice as sweet as when he left (only sleepier). “Hello?”. His breath was heavy without realizing it as he spoke. “H-Hey, you told me to call you,” he breathed,“It’s Nagito...Komaeda”

“Oh, hey, angel! I’m not interrupting anything am I?”

“What? No, it’s all good— why’d you think so?”

“You sound like you need to catch your breath, but anyway, thanks for calling me. I’ve saved your number now”

“Oh, great! Well, if that’s all, I’ll let you go to bed now”

“It was. Goodnight, Nagito”

“G-Goodnight”

He hung up, flustered more than ever as he continued to jot down his thoughts on paper. The next day, he woke up at 6am to wait in his car. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn’t help it. At around 7:41am, his front neighbor and kids headed for their car. Nagito, who had taken a light nap in the driver’s seat, was awoken by the car starting. He waited for the car to drive away just slightly past his house to start his own car, slowly tailing behind her.

He dropped her kids off at the nearby elementary. She got off, kissed them on their forehead (all minus the eldest, who walked swiftly through the gates). Seeing how she cared for them made Nagito feel bad, but all he did was brush that feeling off. Next, he followed her through her daily. As he did, his notes from last night echoed through his mind, adding new detail.

“She works at an office not everyday She doesn’t have allergies but is sensitive to dust Red seems to be her favorite color but always in a darker shade Her daughter is around 10 years old She isn’t vegan but enjoys almond milk Maybe has an issues with abandonment but I can’t assume that either She buys many apples but not the same amount of bananas at the store so maybe she only eats the bananas—”

Just more to add to his notebook.

He got home before she did, writing down what he had learned. His phone rang about an hour later of him getting home. He picked it up,“Hello?”. “Nagito, hi!”. It was her. He started having a mini-panic attack, because why would she be calling him? “H-Hey, how are you?”

“I’m doing alright. I was wondering if you could come over and tutor Vanessa”

Oh, thank god.

“Yes, of course. I’ll be down there right now”

“Great. See you then!”

He was relieved, heading to her home happily. He knocked on the door. When she opened it, she did so with the same warm smile as yesterday. “Thank you for coming over,” she said,“She’s in her room”. Nagito nodded, freezing when she grabbed his hand and took him to the room. Her touch was so soft, noted. They got to the room, where a girl was reading a book on a desk. “Nessa?”. The girl turned around.

“Nagito is going to be here for a few hours to help you out with homework and studying. He’s really smart, so pay attention and be respectful”

“Okay, mom”

She nodded, squeezing Nagito’s shoulder before leaving. Nagito approached the girl, she took her things out. Before he could speak, she stopped him. “Please don’t call me ‘Nessa’,” she whispered,“It’s bad enough my mom does, but not you, Please”.

“Don’t worry. I wasn’t planning on referring to you at all”

“Bastard”

“Nessa”

“I guess I walked right into that one”

Nagito laughed, grabbing a chair and sitting next to her. Her work wasn’t what he expected. Is this what they’re teaching kids now? He could’ve sworn he hadn’t seen this type of stuff until he hit middle school. It wasn’t anything he couldn’t do, but damn. All in all, tutoring went well. Vanessa actually learned something today. “Good job!,” he said. “Thank you,” she smiled and hugged him,“I felt so stupid”.

“Hey, its okay not to understand things”

Her mom walked in. “Dinner’s ready”. Vanessa got up and went to the kitchen. “How’d it go?,” she asked Nagito. “Went well, she gets the math now,” he answered. She smiled, thanking him for his help and asking him to join them for dinner. He’d be foolish not to, so he accepted the invite.

Fish tacos were served tonight with rice and beans, another lemonade made. It was different than anything Nagito had ever had, but that doesn’t equate to bad. He actually enjoyed the meal. The kids sat at the main table today, much more respectful than yesterday. “Michael how was school?”. He put a thumbs up, getting back to eating. “And Adrianna?”. She looked up from her meal and shrugged. “What’s wrong?”.

“I’m tired, but class was okay”

“Oh, okay. When you’re done, just take a quick shower and get to bed”

“Thanks”

Nagito thought it was endearing. Seeing how understanding and loving she was, it was refreshing. The kids all eventually left, Nagito finishing his meal. “Did you like it?”. He looked at her, nodding. “Great! Seconds?”.

“Full again. I don’t usually eat, but your food is always so good”

“Oh, you’re just saying things...”

“No, really! Thank you”

He said his goodbyes to the family, walking back home. It was as if he was falling for this woman more and more everyday. He went to sleep, this time dreaming of her. He never dreams, but this time he dreamt she was on her knees for him. Then, nothing else. It was as if his dream teased him.

The next morning, he woke up to some knocking on the door. He looked at the time. 8:23am. He put on a pair of jeans and his shirt, walking to his door. He opened it and there she stood, wearing a black dress and red heels. He assumed she had work and needed a favor before going. “Good morning,” he said.

“Were you following me yesterday?”

Shit.

“I, uh...,” he didn’t know what to answer. He was indeed following her yesterday. He also liked her, so if he straight up said that he was to following her, it’d ruin things. His face was glowing a shade of pink to a slight red as he thought of the right answer. He was still stumbling over his words. “I think it’s kinda cute,” she added. The fuck? “Huh?”. She pushed him inside the house, closing and locking the door behind him. “When a boy follows someone around, it’s because he wants something,” she added, but her tone was so sultry,“Well, Nagito—”. She pushed him onto the couch, leaning in front of him with her hands on his chest.

“—What do you want?”

None of what was happening felt real. Nagito couldn’t find the words to express what exactly he wanted. This was the first time he’d ever been in a situation like this, it wasn’t a bad one either. He began to panic when she straddled him. “Could it be that you wanted me?,” she asked. He frantically nodded and she laughed as she locked her lips with his. He gasped against her lips, kissing back. She slowly trailed her kisses down to his neck, cupping his jaw while grinding on his lap. Nagito moaned, his shaky hands grabbing her ass. She grabbed his hands and put them away from her. “It’s cute that you’re getting this carried away”.

“I’m sorry”

“No time to apologize. Get on your knees for mommy”

Nagito was about to lose his mind when she said that, but he obeyed. Her presence was domineering as he stood on his knees against his carpeted floor. She spread her legs, noticing Nagito desperately trying to get a look. Her red heel stopped him, stepping on his head lightly. “Am I teasing you?,” she asked,“It’s okay to be honest”.

“Y-You are, but its okay. I want to be teased by you”

“You’re adorable,” she took her heel off his head,“Let’s go to your room”.

He practically ran to his bed. He sat and waited patiently. She entered the room, heading to his bed. She began to take off his shirt, admiring his frame. She then unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. He kicked them off and sat down. She sat next to him. “Give me your hands”. She held them, frowning slightly. “Boo, they’re so cold,” she teased,“I’ll warm them up for you”. Carefully, she grabbed his left hand, putting his middle and ring finger in her mouth. She licked to his fingertips, leaving him tense and speechless. She stopped and smiled at him.

“This is your first time, isn’t it?”

He nodded shyly. “Don’t be shy,” she said,“I’m going to guide you, but I’m also going to have my fun”. He gulped, nodded. She stood up and removed her dress. She wore a lacy black bra and panties. She brought his hands to her breasts, allowing him to fondle them. They were huge in his hands. “You like them, baby?”. “Y-Yes,” he muttered,“Can you, uh, take....the bra off?”. He was ashamed when asking, he felt desperate. She smiled and nodded, unhooking it and allowing the bra to fall to the ground. He gasped at the sight of her tits, grabbing them. She straddled him.

“Do you know what to do with them?”

He nodded, rubbing one and sucking the other. She moaned sweetly, grinding on his lap. He popped his mouth off them. That was when she took the opportunity to knock him onto the bed. She began to make out with him, shoving his tongue down her throat. They lay sideways. Her hand was on his neck, slightly choking him. He couldn’t resist but try to grind on her lap. She laughed. “Look at you,” she mocked,“Humping my leg like a desperate little puppy”. She didn’t let him speak, sitting up and pushing him back down. “I’m going to give you what you want,” she whispered in his ear,“Take your cock out”.

He was nervous as he did, hands shaky. She blushed a bit at his size. “It’s so big,” she said, straddling him,“I’m going to have my way with it”. “Please, do what you want to me,” he begged,“Abuse me, please”. She didn’t speak, sinking down on it. Nagito gasped, she was extremely wet. She began to bring her hips up and land straight down on it, repeatedly. She put her hands around his throat, now being rougher. Nagito gasped for air, grabbing her hands.

That was a mistake.

“Hands down,” she ordered, striking him across the face. “Sorr-”. He was slapped once again. “Only speak when you’re spoken to”. He nodded as his stomach began to cave in. His cock twitched each time she slapped him, making her moan. She leaned forward, capturing his earlobe between her teeth. He winced, his hands tangling in the sheets. He felt as though his entire body was blushing.

“You’re so sensitive there”

She teased him, kissing the skin and nibbling. His hips involuntarily snapped upward, making her whine. “You’re so desperate, baby,” she laughed,“it’s so cute”. He could feel her warmth running along his cock. He bit into his hand, trying to stop himself from cumming inside her. It worked, but she didn’t like him doing that. She grabbed his hands and kissed them.

“Don’t hurt yourself, put them right here”

She placed them on her boobs. He watched them bounce up and down, grabbing them gently. His rather large hands seemed small on her tits. He was extremely flushed. He took them off her and placed them on her hips. “Open your mouth”. He lay back more and did as he was told. She leaned forward, grabbing his jaw again as she spit into it and kissed him. He moaned when she did, his urges getting the best to him and thrusting upward. He hit her cervix every time, causing her to produce the sweetest and sluttiest of moans. Her walls tightened around him and now he was whining. “Are you gonna cum, honeybun?,” she asked.

“Y-Yes..”

“Where do you wanna cum?”

“I wanna cum...everywhere. I want it. I want it so bad. I wanna cum inside and on your tits, on your ass, y-your face..mouth. Please let me cum, mommy”

She motivated him, riding him harder. “Come on, Nagito,” she whispered,“Cum for mommy. Cum all the way inside her”. He lost his mind after that, groaning as he shot his load(s) inside her. He was still inside her as he tried catching his breath. She rubbed his chest, shushing him. “Good boy, you did so well,” she cooed,“Such a good boy.” He was covering his face, embarrassed and still hard. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?,” she asked. He shook his head, thinking,“Not rough enough”. He whined when she got off, revealing he was still erect. She noticed.

“You wanna go again, baby? Kids don’t leave school till 2:30. We have time for an extra fuck”

“C-Can I?”

“Yes, dummy”

She let Nagito choose how to fuck her. He wanted missionary, mostly because he craved intimacy and she did not disappoint. She kissed and praised him, telling him he was good. She held onto him the whole time and cuddled him afterwards. Nagito felt so special, he felt loved. “I can come over when I don’t have work,” she said,“Would you like that?”.

“I’d love that actually”

“You make me happy, Nagito. I could stay here and cuddle all day”

“I feel so lucky”

He yawned, looking at the clock. “Its 10,” he told her. She nuzzled his chest, humming. “Mmmm, let’s take a small nap,” she whispered,“Okay?”. “Okay”. He kissed the top of her head and held her to him, slowly joining her in slumber.

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