#i know this one doesn’t have a super satisfying ending. i meant to like. make more. but i know if i wait to post it it’ll never happen

[giddlygoat]

eight hours | the stanley parable fic 

[ 2527 words • fluff, could be seen as ship or platonic • oneshot; may be continued ] 

stanley’s tired. he just wants to get a good night’s sleep. the narrator eventually obliges, even if he doesn’t fully understand stanley’s desire to lay unconscious for eight hours. 

…

“stanley, what in the world are you doing?” 

usually, the narrator could wait patiently for stanley to leave his office before beginning their new run. he would use this short period as a sort of mental refresher, preparing himself for the adventure ahead and taking a moment of quiet to himself. stanley always left eventually, often in moments, but something was holding them up. he had seemingly crawled under his desk with his back to the corner in a curled up position that could only be so comfortable. 

“are you feeling unwell? you’ve been laying there for nearly half an hour now.” the narrator recognized the similarities between stanley’s display and general human tendencies regarding sleep, although he had not seen him asleep very often at all. he knew for a fact that stanley didn’t even require sleep. 

stanley only shifted slightly, adjusting the arm folded under his head. he made no effort to explain himself, or address the narrator at all, for that matter. 

“well, as long as you’ve not contracted some sort of deadly virus or something, i suppose i can’t stop you from sleeping my precious time away.” 

stanley’s face crinkled up just slightly, just for a second. the narrator felt a small zip of amusement through him. “yes, i suppose i should leave you to it. not like we have anything better to be doing right now… like exploring the surprise i made for you.” 

stanley did not perk up as the narrator had expected. that was strange; he was certain telling people that there’s a surprise to look forward to was supposed to be a sure way of getting their attention. 

“i said,” the narrator cleared his throat for emphasis. “you’ll miss your special surprise.” 

stanley burrowed his head deeper in his arms, as if that could block out the disembodied voice. 

the narrator sighed in exasperation. “come on, stanley, work with me here. is the mystery not enticing enough for you? what about i drop hints, or we play a game of hot and cold?” 

stanley did not move. at this point, the narrator knew very well that stanley would not be able to ignore him enough to fall asleep, and he deduced that his protagonist was simply ‘playing dead’ in the hopes that the narrator would get bored and flit off as if he had better things to be doing. 

the narrator almost chuckled at the notion. he would not break that easily. 

“look, stanley - i will be straight with you. i’m not going to stop pestering you until you leave that office. i really do have a surprise for you, something new - i really think you’ll love it! but you’re going to have to move in order to actually enjoy it.” a small prick of anxiety made itself known within the narrator. even when stanley didn’t cooperate, he would always move eventually. there had never been a time that the narrator was unable to motivate stanley to move eventually, either by persuasion, reverse psychology, or brute force annoyance. 

yes, he was sure of it. stanley had never stopped moving for more than an hour or so, and even on this rare occasion, it was with some purpose or goal in mind. something in the narrator’s subconscious urged him to reassure this thought thoroughly. 

stanley sighed, sluggishly rolling his head so that an eye emerged from his pillow of arms. he blinked slowly at nothing. 

“erm… please?” it felt awfully silly to say, and the narrator decided right then that he didn’t particularly enjoy it. 

however, it seemed to convince stanley. he sighed, crawled out from under his desk and stretched out, using his chair for balance. 

“yes! i promise you will not-“ 

[i want to sleep.] stanley signed. he had an air of determination about him. though, the narrator wasn’t sure if he’d ever seen him without that hard-headed aura. 

“sleep? why on earth would you desire to exercise the most boring of human functions?” 

stanley paused for a moment to consider whether or not this even counted as ‘earth’ before deciding that topic was a can of worms he wasn’t ready to open. he also decided that pointing out that sleep could actually be fun and fascinating among a dozen other pleasant side effects probably wouldn’t be useful, considering who he was talking to. 

so instead, he signed [i’m tired.]

the narrator scoffed. “no, you’re not. that’s physically impossible; i didn’t even code natural fatigue into you to begin with.” 

stanley grimaced. he wasn’t sure how to respond to that, especially not with the newfound bitter taste in his mouth. 

“if you’re just bored of the content so far, then i just offered you a solution. the surprise, remember?” 

stanley ground his teeth slowly, weighing his options. the narrator was not understanding him. this was a kind of bone deep, all-consuming exhaustion that had been due for a long, long time. his body didn’t have to ache for his mind to feel like a wet paper bag stuck to a parking lot. he was simply at his limit. 

but, he also didn’t have a lot of options. 

[if i come with you, will you let me sleep afterwards?] stanley was unsure of how to explain himself. despite the justification for anger in his situation, he felt nervous more than anything. he was desperate - he’d take what he could get. 

“sure, you can take a nap after you see the surprise.” 

stanley pinched the bridge of his nose. [no. i mean a deep sleep.] 

there was a very loud, very brief moment of silence. “…for how long?” 

stanley almost laughed. if he hadn’t already been dealing with this crap for so long, he might not have believed that he was bargaining the number of hours he got to sleep with some ignorant prick in the ceiling. 

[a night’s sleep. like eight hours.]

the narrator whistled, and stanley swore he heard the gentle shift of a rolling chair on the floor. “eight hours? that’s quite a lot, stanley. i’m not sure if i can swing that.” 

stanley made no effort to hide the obvious irritation on his face. [yes you can. you’ve swung harder for much less.] 

“well, what am i supposed to do for eight hours? i don’t exactly have a surplus of protagonists laying around at my disposable. i assure you, if i did, i would have given up on you ages ago.” 

[thanks.] stanley rolled his eyes. 

“gratitude is not the appropriate response here, stanley. that was a dig at your insufferable nature and reckless attitude.” 

stanley might have signed something in response if his hands weren’t busy holding his head. he drug them down his face, groaning in frustration. [please, let’s just get this over with.] 

“wonderful!” the narrator clapped. “right this way, stanley.” a familiar yellow arrow appeared on the floor before stanley, snaking through a newly opened door. the smile in his voice was back. stanley wished he had something to smile about too. 

“you won’t regret this. i made this just for you, you know.” the narrator continued to hype up the surprise stanley tried not to get his hopes up about. knowing the narrator, it was probably something underwhelming and useless, like another mostly infinite hole or a new closet. 

stanley followed the adventure line in no hurry. he allowed himself to fantasize about something beautiful and gratifying. the narrator occasionally rattled on about all the effort that went into this spectacular mystery gift, and how brilliant it was, and how ecstatic stanley would be upon seeing it. 

stanley imagined a stretching, open field surrounded by a horizon of trees and distant green hills. wind tickled his ears and sunshine kissed his face as he walked in the direction of his choice. no limits, no rules, no voice. 

the sluggish pace he progressed at did not escape the narrator’s notice. it either meant he was simply savoring every delicious moment of suspense or he wasn’t excited about his surprise, and something inclined the narrator to believe it was the latter. 

yes, upon closer inspection, stanley didn’t look happy at all. it then struck the narrator quite suddenly that stanley’s claims of tiredness from earlier were starkly evident on his features. he really did look exhausted. 

the narrator contemplated his surprise. perhaps the new closet he had cooked up would not please stanley as he had previously hoped. he knew stanley loved closets - there was no doubt about it, but he just didn’t seem to be in a closet exploring kind of mood. 

well, they were only paces from their destination now. the narrator had to act fast. 

“erm, hold on, stanley.” 

before stanley rose a brick wall, haphazardly slapped in last second. stanley took a step back, scratching his head. 

“let’s see… hold on, i just have to make a few minor adjustments. i realized my design wasn’t quite perfect and i really should present you with only the best.” the narrator hummed absentmindedly as he hastily constructed a new room in the closet’s place, digging through assets and arranging everything just so. 

stanley yawned slowly, unaffected. 

“right… there we go! sorry about that, right this way.” the narrator lowered the brick wall once more, and stanley followed the adventure line down to the end of a forgettable hallway. the door at the end was a deep green. stanley had to admit, the new splash of color was easy on the eyes. 

“well, what are you waiting for? go on,” the narrator urged stanley inside, anxious to see his reaction. stanley sighed, mentally preparing himself for disappointment. he twisted the knob and stepped inside. 

“oh, isn’t it just beautiful?” the narrator said dreamily. 

stanley had to pick his jaw off the floor. it… really was beautiful. he found himself in an expansive greenhouse surrounded by big leafy plants and frosted glass panes on every side. the floor was laid with swirling patterns in red brick and white stones. 

what caught stanley’s eye the most, however, was the enormous bed in the center of the greenhouse. a circular sheer curtain shrouded the bed in a hazy green. stanley was moving towards it before he could think.

“look, i’ve thought about what you said, and i think perhaps… i haven’t been the most accommodating. let me make it up to you.” the sheer curtain rolled back before stanley’s eyes, and he realized the comforter was fashioned to look like a lush moss carpet. he reached out and pet the fluffy surface, unable to believe what he was seeing. it felt marvelous. 

“you can have eight hours in here. oh, and i almost forgot-“ stanley only realized it had been silent when suddenly the sound of rain on the roof swelled around him. he looked at the foggy windows to see the color of the sky had darkened to a pleasant dusty purple. 

“there we go! perfect sleeping conditions. now, wasn’t that surprise worth it?” the narrator waited for stanley to move. he just stayed there frozen, his hand in the shaggy fluff of the comforter. 

“…stanley?” this was unusual. something about the situation inspired a prick of anxiety within the narrator. 

but sure enough, stanley’s taut shoulders softened, his hand retracting from the blanket. he looked around the greenhouse slowly, letting his eyes snag on every little detail among the abundant plant life.

had the narrator really created all of this just for him? just for this occasion? stanley gulped, inhaling deeply. the air felt richer and damper. his eyes stung. 

he didn’t bother signing. he unbuckled his belt, pushing off his slacks, and unbuttoned his shirt enough to pull it over his head and throw it unceremoniously to the floor. then he dove under the covers, eagerly wrapping himself up in the heavenly softness of the comforter. 

the narrator sputtered quietly at the sudden display, clearing his throat. he supposed that was a yes. “well, i suppose i should leave you to it, now.” he said rather awkwardly, unsure of how to proceed. 

stanley’s eyes washed over the ceiling, watching the rain patter and roll on the glass above him. he finally worked up the determination to pull his arms out from under the covers once more in order to sign. [what are you going to do?] he asked out of curiosity more than anything. 

the narrator hadn’t expected stanley to say anything after all. to be perfectly honest, he didn’t have a clue. and in the vein of honestly, he didn’t particularly want to leave. he had just put this place together; it would only make sense to stay and admire it. just a bit longer. 

[are you there?] stanley signed after a moment. the narrator realized he had not responded. “ah, yes, of course. uhm… i was actually just contemplating that. i think i rather like this place, and i’m not particularly anxious to leave yet - if that’s quite alright with you.” 

a small smile grew on stanley’s face. the narrator studied it closely. [it’s very nice. thank you.] as if to prove his point, stanley gathered up the bunched up comforter in his arms and snuggled beneath it. the narrator studied this closely as well. stanley looked so… content. he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to feel about that. 

“you’re very welcome, stanley.” he smiled despite himself. maybe stanley would finally understand that the narrator had his best interest in mind after this. yes, surely he would take a lesson from this.

somehow, watching stanley burrow into the cozy cocoon of his blanket made the narrator feel inclined to keep those sentiments to himself for now. 

several moments passed by, and stanley’s eyes had closed, the rise and fall of his chest slowing. the narrator had to admit, the sound of the rain was quite relaxing. he knew if stanley wasn’t asleep by now it was only a matter of time, and then it would be eight hours of nothing. 

perhaps the narrator would leave at some point to work on new areas or flesh out his story. but until then, he found that he wasn’t bored. quite the opposite, really. watching stanley sleep was fascinating. seeing him at peace was a rare thing. 

maybe the narrator had been too harsh on him. what good is a protagonist who’s sick of his own story? the narrator toyed with the idea of allowing stanley to visit this place regularly. it could be good for morale, and give the narrator ample time to perfect his new ideas. yes, he would certainly consider it. 

until then, stanley was fast asleep, and the narrator suddenly had no one to talk to. he’d never understood the appeal of sleep, as it just eats up valuable time, but seeing stanley in this state inspired curiosity in the narrator. it looked cozy. he found himself wondering what that might feel like. 

these thoughts would zip through the narrator’s mind as he flitted around his maps, making improvements to his plots here and there. eight hours would pass slowly and quietly, and the narrator found that his pondering kept the inherit bore of it all at bay. 

#my fics #the stanley parable #tsp #stanley tsp #the narrator tsp #stannarrator #tsp fic #uhhh i don’t share fics often and i’m nervous lol. hi. i don’t have a beta reader i just try to spellcheck and perfect all my own stuff #which is why i hardly ever finish fics rip shsjdndnn #i know this one doesn’t have a super satisfying ending. i meant to like. make more. but i know if i wait to post it it’ll never happen #so here! enjoy whatever this is lol #oh and i know stanley technically has apartments with beds in the game but. #this is actually inspired by my mom’s greenhouse which is enormous and has a full size bed in it! #and it’s actually the deepest most peaceful sleep of your life believe me. it’s so rad. so i wanted stanley to have that #he deserves it <3

[hargrove-mayfields]

Disabled Billy and Steve Week

Day 3- special interests

My prompt: Harringrove- Shared Special Interest

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One month. Billy and Steve have been living together for one month.

In that time they’ve discovered a lot about each other, things they never expected. Things like Steve hanging his jackets and sweaters in rainbow order in the closet, or Billy placing the cups in diagonal lines in the cabinet.

Only one thing had caused a disagreement, and that was about furniture covers. Billy’s ocd wanted them to avoid touching “sofa stank ass,” but Steve’s autism hated the texture of sitting on fabric on top of fabric.

Their solution was two separate chairs instead of one couch. Close enough to hold hands constantly, but separate enough to enforce their individual boundaries. Sure, it means cuddles are limited to their bed, but Billy’s on bedrest with full body aches and bouts of fibro fog usually once a week, so it works.

However, by far the most exciting tidbit they’d discovered was that they share a special interest. Games.

Video games, board games, sports- they’ve both explored the history, researched the best strategies, and played thousands upon thousands of games. DND had brought them together through mutual friendship with Eddie, while Super Mario kept their relationship on its toes.

Tonight, their choice was a little unconventional for them, a big dusty box fished from the very back of the closet. An inherited, smoke stained edition of Scrabble. If either of them and their dyslexia had realized that making a goal to play every game in the house would mean playing a spelling game, they might not have made that promise.

But, Steve already was dead set on doing it, and his dedication was not to be messed with. They were going to play that game, no matter how long it took.

Currently almost two hours and half a bag of letter chips in, it’s Steve’s turn again.

“Uhhh, I’ll spell… sunset! S-U-N.. S-E-T.”

Every chip is placed carefully, and they both double check it with the help of their Scrabble approved dictionary. At first, he’d placed them in the wrong spot, connected to a D instead of the S on the end that he meant to use, but they fixed it quickly instead of dwelling on the mistake. Billy knows Steve might cry of embarrassment if they keep the focus on his mistake for too long.

But now it’s time for Billy to have yet another go, as Steve reminds him in case he forgot again, “Your turn, Bubs! Got anything good?”

“Honestly? I have no ideas. These letters suck.” Billy grumbles, pushing the small tray that holds the letter chips away.

“You can look it up.” Steve suggests, the only way they ever agreed to go along with this game being shortcuts and technical cheats.

But Billy shakes his head, in deep concentration, “No. No, I wanna do it on my own.”

Steve gives an encouraging smile, “Take your time. I’m watching the TV over your shoulder.”

Something about the way Billy snorts says he doesn’t see that as encouragement, but instead sounds hurt, “I’m that boring, huh?”

Regretting the way he’d put it so bluntly, Steve makes sure to promise kindly, “Nope! I just like the game shows!”

It’s true too. He likes learning new words in a way that doesn’t make his brain feel like it’s on fire. And watching other people fail and struggle, even the best of the best, makes him feel a lot better about playing mostly two or three lettered words in this here game of Scrabble.

Billy’s shoulders relax with ease, satisfied that Steve isn’t annoyed with him. He does, however, quip sarcastically, “We’re so old.”

“Thirty isn’t old.” Steve hums, actually happy to be growing older instead of being trapped in the misery of his teens forever.

Growing up meant growing out of his intense self-deprecation, after leaving behind all the pain and the tragedy he’d gone through. Now in California, playing board games with the love of his life, nothing else matters.

Billy clarifies his meaning, showing to Steve that he feels the same way, and was just using an expression, “I’m not talking about literally, baby. And stop rounding up, I’m only 26.”

It’s lighthearted and they both smile, but something keeps nagging in Steve’s head. One of those old fears of his rising up despite his insistence that they don’t bother him anymore.

“We can do young people stuff.” He offers, sounding kind of upset though he doesn’t mean to let it show, “I mean, I just thought this was fun...”

Even though they’ve got a game set up, Billy leans over the small table on his elbows, and holds Steve’s hands, “Stevie. It’s great. I love these slow days with you. They make me happier than anything. I was just kidding.”

Instant relief floods Steve’s nervously twisted stomach, but just in case he asks, “You’re sure? ‘Cause we can do something else.”

It’s his fault they’re doing this. He said it would be okay. Fun even. He said they can do anything they want.

“I want to keep playing.” Billy promises, and then a real pleased look crosses his face, “I just thought of a word even.”

“What is it?” Steve brightens up immediately, leaning forward in interest.

Billy uses an ‘O’ chip already on the board to spell- “Love.”

Picking up from the look on Billy’s face, it’s not a coincidence that he’s taken to flirting through a board game. Steve blushes like they haven’t already been together for eight years. These slow times between them can be relaxing, but they’re usually days where they check in on their romance too. Rekindling the passion over a goddamn spelling game, that should, by all means, have caused Steve to panic ages ago.

It’s sweet, and it only gets better.

An adjacent ‘S’ in line with Billy’s ‘O’ and an ‘M’ further down the board makes it so Steve can spell the biggest word he’s ever played in this game, “Oh! I can use that to spell Soulmate!!”

“You got that right. I’m yours, and you’re mine.” Billy says all suavely. Steve’s literally giggling and kicking his feet, only to be shown once again through the next move just how much of a romantic Billy is.

“Matter of fact, I can use that new M to spell- Marry.”

For a moment, Steve just stares.

He’s not sure if it’s genuine or just a strategy, until Billy produces a tiny box from his pocket. It’s wooden, looks hand carved. Inside is a ring with a small ruby in a heart shape attached to a band, one he recognizes as being Billy’s mothers.

“Billy-“ He chokes. The words he’d been doing so good at freeze up. He’s used his brain so much today and now it’s failing him?

Billy is patient though, leaving the box propped open on the table so he doesn’t have to hold it and lock his wrist up, “Stevie.”

Steve swallows down his nerves as best he can, and starts to ask, “Are you..?”

“I am.” Billy finishes for him, so Steve doesn’t get too frustrated. It’s then that he starts to look nervous too. He chews his lip, a stim Steve recognizes as being an anxious one. Like he’s done something wrong by asking for something so big, “Do you want to?”

But this, this couldn’t be more perfect. A proposal through their shared special interest, a lifelong passion channeled into their love. Of course Steve wants that too. Really, he’s wanted it ever since they were teenagers, but now that they’re in their twenties, they’re finally ready for that dream to become a reality.

“Yes! Of course I’ll marry you!”

~~~~~~

For todays disability organization spotlight, let’s talk about the National Fibromyalgia Association.

The NFA is a site which provides health information and resources about Fibromyalgia, a condition that is under researched and often disregarded by medical professionals as not even existing.

The information on their site ranges from self care guides, science explaining chronic pain, COVID precautions for our disorder, medication and treatment suggestions, and emotional assistance for fibromyalgia patients, among other things.

Run by doctors and fibromyalgia patients alike, the websites main goal is to spread awareness and make research accessible for everyone. When I finally received my diagnosis, I spent a lot of time here learning about little things I could do for myself to manage my symptoms. Now I use mobility aids and am in physical therapy, and my symptoms are much more managed than before.

Because fibromyalgia is such a disregarded disability, so are our foundations. The NFA is currently asking for donations, either direct monetary donations or through buying their merchandise in the online shop.

If you would like to learn more about this organization or access their information guides, you can click here to visit the site.

#disabledbillyandsteveweek #harringrove #billy hargrove #billy x steve #autistic billy hargrove #autistic steve harrington #dyslexic billy hargrove #dyslexic steve harrington #billy Hargrove has fibromyalgia #my writing #ej writer

[hawkinsp0st]

if i could chat with the duffers abt storytelling this is what i would nerd out with them about:

the narrative tension between will’s coded love confession and mike not realizing it yet is sooo juicy and well done because it wasn’t even an explicit love confession if will were to have said it in the first person. stay with me here.

“these past few months, i’ve been so lost without you”

“i need you, and i always will”

“i’m scared of losing you, just like you’re scared of losing me/el”

“you make me feel like i’m not a mistake at all… like i’m better for being different.”

deeply affectionate, definitely, but their friendship has always been like that. if will had just said it in the first person, mike wouldn’t have even thought of it as explicitly romantic tbh…

but it’s the fact that will coded his own feelings with el’s name, mike’s romantic partner, that is going to expose will in the end. and the fact that will brought it up as a solution to mike’s relationship problems and romantic insecurities. mike is going to have to contend with that part and that’s what will make it so satisfying.

the duffers used the circumstances, rather than the words, to code will’s confession and make it evident to the audience that truthfully, mike is most romantically fulfilled by will, as opposed to el.

they didn’t have will say “el loves you”—that would be boring. once mike found out about that, he would be like “oh okay, so will loves me?”

instead, they had will say “el needs you, misses you” etc. we as the audience filled in the blanks from the circumstances alone—that’s what mike is meant to do, too.

mike will not immediately realize “will loves me”—he will realize “will needs me, thinks highly of me, completes me”, and he will have to think critically about what that means for him. mike will have to piece together the ideas one by one—

i want to be needed, i need to be someone’s protector, i need someone who misses me like i miss them. will told me i was the one who saved him and that he needs me, and that makes me feel like i’m flying, so that means… 🤯

they also used mike’s uncomfortable monologue to show that mike returns will’s feelings, but doesn’t know it—and the awkwardness of the monologue, how terrified mike looks to say it as will urges him, the way they filmed mike with that super uncomfortable choke shot (shoutout to whoever first pointed this out on here, i don’t remember ur username!) and an ice-cold color palette is because he’s saying it to el, the wrong person for him.

(contrastingly—mike’s scenes w will this season have a very warm color palette. but in surfer boy pizza, he’s wearing blue, his face looks washed out, and he’s surrounded by metal.)

i see why the duffers did it this way now if endgame byler is what they want… bc will could have literally told mike that he loves him and wants to spend all his time with him, and mike would still take it platonically bc i honestly don’t think he’s ever considered the possibility that 2 boys could really be together.

but when the truth comes out with this context that will used his own feelings to sub in for el, who’s with mike romantically……..mike won’t be able to interpret it any other way. he will be forced to see what he needs to see.

so this was the duffers’ way to play with that tension between heteronormativity vs queer love, platonic vs romantic feelings, truth vs lies, love vs not-love, and make it narratively interesting (rather than it just being a short, cute moment with mild angst, the way i believe it would’ve been if will had simply confessed).

they had to put will’s feelings in a heteronormative package for it to get properly delivered to mike in a way that would register.

this entire “piggybacked” love confession and delectable back-and-forth between an unknowing mike and will was the duffers’ way of making byler seem like the most natural thing in the world amidst the homophobia and heteronormativity of the 1980s setting—and plenty of the GA.

#byler #the piggyback #duffers #god it’s SO GOOD

[madame-mortician]

If Tomie was an SCP!

So I had a random thought while rereading Tomie, but what if the SCP foundation captured her and how would that work? How could they contain her? What would they learn from her? Well I wanted to write down my ideas for fun so here we are:

Tomie would classify as Safe. You could argue her unpredictable regeneration ability and her control over men makes her more of a threat, but honestly, she herself isn’t dangerous and even if she did regenerate, it’s not like the foundation can’t handle a few clones. That and “Safe” SCPs don’t mean they aren’t dangerous, just that they are easier to contain.

I feel as though she’d be kept in a cell meant to look like a fancy hotel. Tomie is notoriously materialistic and greedy, so she’d probably become annoying and uncooperative unless she was satisfied with an expensive bed, glamorous decorations and high-class meals.

Adding onto her cell, I also believe they’d have extra precautions to make sure she doesn’t escape or doesn’t regenerate too much. The door would likely be sealed completely shut every time it was used and would have an extra layer just to be sure she couldn’t slip through the cracks. The walls of her cell would also have flame dispensers meant to exterminate her if she somehow became a threat or had cloned too much.

There would be a procedure for getting rid of clones, that would require a female staff member entering and removing one of the Tomies before the room would be lit ablaze to kill the clones leaving only one, who would then be returned to her new room. This would mean that since the foundation can’t tell the difference between each Tomie, the current Tomie in the cell is not the same one they captured.

Every Tomie outside of the facility was destroyed, meaning only the Tomie’s in the facility are left. This would also mean that Tomie is no longer a threat.

When being fed, investigated or just interacted with in general, only female staff members are allowed in both her cell and the monitor room observing her cell. After Tomie was first captured the foundation quickly learnt Tomie could dive men into insanity no matter the person, and this would lead to not only Tomie getting hurt, but the male staff member and anybody nearby. The only cure to this was killing the infatuated man, but obviously the SCP foundation doesn’t want this happening again so only women are allowed near her cell. They also found out that even video footage of Tomie could seduce men, hence the banning of men in her monitor room.

Out of all of the SCPs, Tomie is one of the most talkative. Not just that she’s a teenage girl (supposedly) but also she is pretty willing to talk about herself and her abilities. When a staff member interrogates her for information, Tomie tells them everything she knows about herself. This is how the foundation learnt about her fire weakness and her ability to clone herself.

Despite being super willing to do almost anything the foundation asks her to do, Tomie literally cannot stop herself from cloning. If she doesn’t get a man to kill her in a while, she finds other ways to stay young and beautiful forever by splitting off into another Tomie. Because it’s biological, and she cannot control it, they implemented the fire procedure, which Tomie willingly goes along with because she likes being pampered like royalty here.

In the case of a security breach or prison break, Tomie would definitely roam around the facility looking for a way out, but wouldn’t be much of a threat if cornered since she herself can’t really fight back. Worst case scenario, she’s cornered by entirely male staff members and they all fall for her instantly and either kill themselves fighting over her and she escapes, or they kill her and she revives as two and one slips away whilst the other is captured. More likely though, she’d never make it past the security features and would end up back in her cell.

Now for some fun interactions I can think of, between her and other SCP’s:

SCP-049: If somehow 049 came into contact with Tomie and touched her, she would still die like a normal human. However, she’d reanimate before he’d begun his zombie transformation surgery, and thus would likely confuse him. Every subsequent time he touched her, she’d die and revive quicker and quicker until eventually, she was essentially immune to his touches. If somehow he was fast enough to complete the surgery before she revived, she reanimated with his weird additions but would still retain her memories and personality, making his additions ineffective.

SCP-173: It’s unlikely they’d ever meet, but if the foundation put them together for an experiment the most likely outcome would simply be a loop. Even if Tomie was told what 173 did, she’d still look away or blink eventually, and he’d come and snap her neck. Of course, Tomie being Tomie, she’d get back up in a few seconds and her neck would slowly return to normal. 173 likely would be long gone by this point, chasing somebody else, but if by some miracle he’d stuck around or stayed in the area whilst she healed, he’d come back and snap her neck again. Like with 049, if Tomie was killed repeatedly, she would revive faster and faster each time she was killed, eventually leading to his neck snaps doing nothing and her simply standing there after an unsuccessful attempt on her life. It’s unlikely it would ever get to this point as he would likely have been far from her by the time she first revived, but this is all just hypothetical anyway. Ironically, she’d be the most helpful with recapturing 173, as if she got to the point of being immune to his neck snaps, she would be able to stare at him to get him locked up, yet when she eventually blinked it would not matter because he couldn’t kill her and would be stuck in place until eventually the staff recaptured him. It’s very unlikely this would ever happen though. This tells the foundation that Tomie is essentially immune to all violent SCPs as enough exposure will render their attacks useless against her since her revival becomes fast after each death. Oddly, the death revival resets for each SCP, so even if she’s immune to 173, she can still be killed by 682.

SCP-682: Since they have similar abilities, it makes sense the foundation would put them together to see what would happen. He would start non-hostile towards her, mainly ignoring her or just staring at her but after too much exposure towards her, he would kill her in whichever way was easiest for him at the time. Of course, she’d revive and heal herself and he’d continue staring at her, perhaps even trying again to kill her. It’s unlikely Tomie would really give a shit, to be honest, she’d probably be annoyed at the foundation locking her in a room with a giant kaiju but she wouldn’t exactly be able to do anything. Despite her “seduction” seemingly working on 682, her ability to drive men to suicide wouldn’t work on him due to his unkillable nature, so eventually the foundation would get bored of watching Tomie be crushed by a giant reptile and would end the test. This does tell the foundation that her powers do work on all men, including non-humanoid SCPs, but they work differently depending on which SCP she is facing.

I might add more SCP interactions if people have interesting suggestions!

#SCP #Tomie #tomie kawakami #junji ito tomie #junji ito

[carnelianwings]

Finished Mobile Suit Gundam: the Witch from Mercury and oh my god that series finale. One of the best I’ve seen in a while, probably the only one where I feel satisfied by the ending for the main ship.

(Spoilers behind the cut, plus some rambling as a casual Gundam fan - mostly of Wing/SEED/00 for comparison)

First off - explicit confirmation that SuleMio got married during the time skip? Can’t believe Bamco really said “Finale airs close enough to the end of June, let’s not only have both of them survive, but we’ll have them get married.”

I know there’s some people who think it wasn’t overt enough but if you ask me, this is the sort of ending Gundam does for their main ships. Like yeah Kira/Flay got pretty explicit but she wasn’t the End Game girl for him, that was Lacus and Kira/Lacus is super chaste in comparison (and we’re not going to get into the potential Unfortunate Implications of that here). But even then, in the SEED Destiny remaster finale all we get is a Big Damn Hug for them. The most we ever got for Heero/Relena was the moment where Heero tells her he’ll take out the leaders of both the Earth and Space Colony factions to lay the world at Relena’s feet for her to lead into a new era of peace. (There’s a reason the BL ships are way more popular in Wing fic than the canonical one! 😂) And as for 00’s Setsuna? He merged with an alien consciousness and essentially gets Put On A Bus for 50 years and reunites with his Princess when she’s 81 and blind.

Which brings me to my next point - because the lead writer for G Witch worked on Valvrave (trigger warning for sexual assault if you want to watch Valvrave - it was a late night anime and it showed), I was worried they’d either kill off Miorine in the series finale or put Suletta in a coma (highly possible with how Gundam technology works in universe, plus all the warning signs around Calibarn) to keep things “nebulous” between them and give the writers an out for not having a F/F ship final couple. And it’s not like Gundam doesn’t have precedent for that either - see the Zeta Gundam finale and what happened with Kamille (not sure if that ending got changed with the movies).

But no, we get an “and they lived happily ever after, making their dreams a reality one step at a time” for both girls. I couldn’t believe my ears when Eri referred to herself as Miorine’s sister in law. I started crying when I saw the rings, not just because that was Suletta’s dream, but also the fact that it meant they got married, and that they’ve just been put on a level above most other (Straight) canonical Gundam ships. (Seriously I can’t name another canonical Gundam ship where the characters met, dated, and got married in the course of their own series.) It also meant all the times Miorine reached out to Prospera by saying they’ll be family wasn’t just lip service but had some very real weight behind it. That the Ship Tease moments were meant to be real romantic relationship development beyond the sort of “fake engagement” set up they had in the beginning. And somehow just by doing that it also means they had a much stronger and better fleshed out relationship than what I’m used to for on screen main Gundam ships.

So there you have it. My (not so) hot take on the G Witch finale.

Final rating: 🌈/10, thank you for not Fridging/Coma-ing either Suletta nor Miorine, would watch again, would definitely buy and play their Super Robot Taisen debut game (assuming I have a platform to play it on). Second season could’ve been better with an extra ep in there especially with all the rapid fire politics and side switching, but at the same time I feel like it might’ve slowed things down a bit much so I’m happy with what we got. Also, Super Robot Taisen debut when, Bamco?

#mobile suit gundam the witch from mercury #spoilers #sulemio #I loved watching this every week as it aired #I’m glad I gave the prologue a watch when I started hearing good reviews for it #also really funny to me they announced the new SEED movie right before the finale aired #like Bamco are you just trying to avoid the potential backlash by waving Kira/Lacus around lol #last Gundam ship I loved this much was Athrun/Cagalli #and they got confirmed post-SEED Destiny via Word of God #sulemio is insanely in your face in comparison to a lot of Gundam ships #and I love them for it #I hope we get an ova or something in the future with them #sorry for all the rambling it’s 3 am and sulemio gave me soremiku tier feels

[1moremilgram-enjoyer]

Good luck on the Davi-- wait shit, wrong blog- All jokes aside, now that you've gotten into Milgram I NEED to know your thoughts on either Kotoko or Muu, I don't mind which one honestly can you tell I support women's wrongs

Thanks for the- I mean David who?

I see you have… certainly a taste, in characters. Yeah, I’ll talk about those, though as a warning I still haven’t obsessed over them as much as I have over some of the others, so opinions are subject to change.

CW: Murder, mentions of suicide.

>Muu: Inordinate amounts of silly, I kinda love her and want to see where she goes in Trial 3. I need to know what made her so fucked up. What makes her want to be a “queen bee” so badly, and what That One Girl did to “knock her off her throne.” And I just have to know what she meant in After Pain when she said “I love YOU”, like what’s the deal with that? That’s not even getting into “counterattack as a suicide note”, which seems to imply she knew attacking That One Girl would imply social suicide? At least that’s how I see it. But what made her decide to do it anyways, then? Clearly it wasn’t to regain status if it was “suicide.” Am I just reading the lines wrong?

Like all the other characters, she’s really interesting, especially because she doesn’t even seem to realize how fucked up she really is. It’s wild to see her talk about Haruka, like being idolized to that extent is just normal for her. But it’s also weird, because she lies to Es about not throwing buckets of water on anyone (well, technically she may have just thrown water in bottles or something, but the idea stands), so she clearly knows some of what she’s doing is wrong.

The fact she’s usually paired with Fuuta is also really interesting, but if I start talking about parallels and stuff I am going to end up destroying my brain way more than I can afford to lol.

Anyways, I love her a lot, she’s really intriguing :D

I would have voted her ass guilty every day of trial 2 :D

>Kotoko: One of these days I’m going to have to sit down, really look at Harrow and figure out what the hell is actually going on in her murder(s). How many hoodies can one woman wear? I swear to God, the only character with a more complicated storyline so far is Mikoto “How many people did you guys even kill” Kayano.

Anyways, Kotoko. I feel like I’m repeating myself, but she really is super interesting. Righteous and clearly well-intentioned, but she’s somewhat hypocritical and too prideful to notice. I’m really interested in seeing how she’s going to take getting guiltied this trial, because let’s be honest here, unless her video is the most heartbreaking, sympathetic piece of media ever produced, her ass is not getting forgiven by the fandom after what she pulled post-trial 1. Do you think she can get a worse ratio than Muu did this trial? I could honestly see it if her video doesn’t help her.

I also just really wanna see how her second Voice Drama goes, I want Es to go fucking feral. You know they are fucking pissed at this woman.

I am so excited for Deep Cover, I can tell it’s gonna be real fun.

Anyways, she may not be one of my favorites, but Kotoko is still a really good character and I really wanna see where she goes.

Thanks for the ask, and I hope you’re satisfied with the answer! Take care!

#milgram project #milgram #kotoko yuzuhira #muu kusunoki #i hope i’m not getting anything offensively wrong here

[aemiron-main]

Hey this is not meant as a criticism of your or others time travel theories, so don’t take it the wrong way, just speaking as a pleb, I do think the timeline thing tho, unless it’s explained in a way that’s super easy to understand, runs the risk of pissing off a lot of people and feeling unsatisfying simply because it’s a very confusing concept to a lot of people in general, and I know in the past a lot of “alternate reality” type “twists” (like it was just a dream, or time travel, or everything was made up in an autistic boys mind—yes that last one happened on an 80s show) have made audiences mad simply because they felt cheated and like a lot of stuff they thought mattered didnt, and for all the people online who are reading theories and scrutinizing things, there are millions more who aren’t and they should be able to follow along as well and feel satisfied (and while I am a tumblr girlie who has followed theories for years, even I didn’t clock time travel and timeline shit till you guys pointed it out here on tumblr so like, even for people in the fandom it’s easy to miss, so i imagine most GA hasn’t clocked it either ) and I’m concerned about how this theory might play out ….

I personally don’t hope it’s about timelines and such simply because of my own selfishness and no matter how i try, while the concept is interesting to me, i find it too confusing and convoluted to understand or enjoy. like i’m trying i wanna be one of the cool kids but it just… loses me completely.

i am PRAYING that if you all are right, and there are these timeline things, that the Duffers really have a succinct, and easily digestible way of revealing this to the audience that won’t take up a whole 30 min of plodding exposition that will leave the GA scratching their heads, but have it be ah OOOH WOW clever and easy to grasp twist that doesn’t leave fans feeling cheated.

I don’t care what the ending is tbh I just want them to stick it and for me to be able to understand it lol

Hey anon! This reply is gonna be shorter than I want it to be simply bc I am super sleepy rn but I just want to toss this post your way where I talked about this whole thing more in depth!

I totally see your concerns, but I actually have seen A LOT of GA folks point out the time travel/timeline stuff (just not as specific/in depth as we’ve done on tumblr), so as far as that part goes, I don’t think there’s too much to worry about. We also have to keep in mind that the duffers, while they ARE trying to write a coherent, cohesive story, are not trying to appease the GA. Many GA members also think that Byler would be “out of nowhere and too difficult to understand”. And also, I say this with Love In My Heart, but I don’t care about “well Everyone should be able to follow it and understand it”/“it would suck,” and i dont mean “i dont care” in a mean way towards you, i just mean it literally. I don’t care. Because my focus, when doing analysis, is “what is the show saying/doing?”, rather than “is the show doing it well/are they going to explain it well?”. Do i think they’re going to do it well? Yes! And I talked about that more in that post I linked. But I’m also not writing my theories around whether or not I think it would be good or bad or easy to understand- I’m writing my theories around the evidence we have & trying to figure out what they’re doing, whether they do it well or do it badly.

Like, I do disagree with “they should be able to follow along and feel satisfied” when it comes to ST & when it comes to that as an argument against timeline stuff. And the reason I disagree is because a.) they WILL be able to, just on a surface level, even if they dont fully comprehend it and b.) I don’t think a show as detailed as ST, is obligated to tone itself down. People can rewatch & figure things out like a puzzle. I don’t think all media needs to be completely, fully easily digestible for everyone. I think it’s fine to make viewers need to think about things!!! And I think that the duffers/the ST team is going to be able to find a happy medium between the more complex stuff & a simpler cohesive surface narrative, especially since the timeline stuff doesnt so much seem to be “going back and fixing things/none of mattered” as it is “the timeline stuff has been causing problems from the Very Beginning and we need to set it right/everything still happened.” I also think that a lot of it us the duffers fucking with the audience’s perception of things & that we’ve already been seeing multiple timelines the whole time, which allows them to tie things up more neatly because they dont have to blast through and show us all the timelines- we’vd already seen them.

I hope this is somewhat coherent bc like I said im half awake right now, so if any of this sounds snarky towards you, it’s not meant to be! <333 I really do think they’ll be able to pull things off in a way that’s complex enough to be interesting/leave more puzzles to solve/make people rewatch to spot things, but also still easy enough to understand that things are wrapped up effectively! And personally, if they ARE going to mess it up (which i really really doubt they will, because like i talked abt in that linked post, the timeline stuff is alllllll interconnected to the main unsolved questions/plot points in ST) there’s nothing i can do about that!!! I’m not in the writers’ room! So, I focus on what I can do- analyzing the information we have & trying to figure out what direction the show is going to take, regardless of whether that direction is good or bad. (and i think it’ll be fantastic!!)

#stranger things #timeline theory #st creel timeline weirdness

[behindthesefangirleyes]

Spoilers Ahead - “The Tutor”

I’ve had a few requests from people outside of the U.S. (or people who just aren’t near theaters showing the film) to do a spoiler-filled recap of the film.

There’s no way that I remembered every single detail, but I tried my best. I also incorporated a few thoughts & observations along the way. I hope this satisfies any curiosity.

The film starts off giving a little bit of background about Ethan (Garrett Hedlund) and shows him tutoring high-school aged kids from wealthy families. It basically drops you into the privileged and vapid lives of these kids. Really stereotypically exaggerated, but pretty amusing at points nonetheless. It focuses a lot on how he reacts to their seeming inability to learn. Then it transitions to the students as they start to get it and do well thanks to his tutoring. This part of the beginning basically ends with one mother (presumably) asking him what his secret is and I don’t really remember what he says but it was just a laid back, nothing sort of answer.

The film continues and we learn that he and his girlfriend Annie (Victoria Justice) are expecting a baby. She wants to know how Ethan’s father took the news that they aren’t married but are expecting, and he’s silent for her long enough to tell that he hasn’t told his dad (even though he promises that he will soon). In time, we learn that there are bigger issues there with his father (who we never meet).

Ethan’s day job isn’t super clear, at least to me. He works sort of in an office setting, but maybe like a temp-type job. When he goes into work, he’s told to call some guy named Charlie who is ... frankly, equal parts a lot and totally unnecessary to the story. Charlie is the voice-over in the trailer that tells Ethan about the job paying $2,500 per day. As he said in the trailer, details are sparse. He’s also randomly calling from a strip club and shouted out Montclair, NJ, which is hilarious as someone who grew up in a neighboring town to Montclair (but I digress). As is established, Ethan takes the job with minimal questions asked because he needs the money. Which, as my friend pointed out, maybe do not live in NYC in a pretty spacious apartment if you can’t afford it LOL. There’s a real disconnect.

Ethan packs his bags and moves into the family’s house for a trial-run tutoring week, leaving a maybe-5-month pregnant Annie to pack up their apartment by herself (goals? lmao). Once Ethan arrives and is brought inside by the butler, he meets Jackson (Noah Schnapp). Jackson is stand-offish and doesn’t make any immediate eye contact. Ethan tries to ask him questions and glean what he is even meant to work on with him. Jackson says he doesn’t know how he did on his SATs, but he would get his father’s secretary to send over his results. Ethan gives Jackson some test prep to see what level he’s on and then leaves him to that while he explores the house some more.

During Ethan’s exploration is when he meets some other people who are around the house. The one guy is later identified as Jackson’s cousin. Who Jackson describes as the “brother that I never had” and who “summers with us” (you can’t make this stuff up). There’s a random girl with him, never stated but inferred to be his girlfriend. That whole scene was just purposefully weird and to be honest, I could’ve done without it. What we do learn, though, is that cell reception is best by the pool unless you have access to the Wi-Fi. More on that later. This sequence I believe is also when Ethan sees all the motorcycles that the family owns. Ethan then sees Jackson’s clearly a whiz at math and gives him an essay to work on instead. The butler returns and takes Ethan to his quarters, which is basically a house in itself with a pool table, etc. & later that night he talks about it with Annie over the phone.

I’m pretty sure the next day when they’re working is when Ethan asks what Jackson’s father does for a living. Jackson says that he’s not allowed to talk about it. Then he asks about Jackson’s mother and he clams up before saying that “they sent her away.” Ethan apologizes for that. I’m sort of losing track of the order at this point, but eventually (possibly later that day) there’s the scene within Ethan’s quarters where Jackson appears. He asks if he can come in and just randomly starts talking to Ethan about how he feels like his father hates/is disappointed in him. He lays his head down on Ethan’s knee, unprompted, and Ethan is basically like, tf? But then the scene goes as the preview showed - Ethan comforts him, says he has his own complicated relationship with his father who we learn can be volatile and is a drinker, and then Jackson gets a sort of cold yet cheerfully detached smile on his face and leaves again without any clear reason why he showed up in the first place.

At some point, Ethan is taking photos in the woods. Which made me realize I forgot about the scene where Jackson asks him to take his photo. It happens maybe the second day of tutoring. So anyway, Ethan’s taking photos because he took “photojournalism in high school and it stuck” (because what’s a tutor without a passion for photography who reads Dostoevsky on the side? I am totally serious, he does). Jackson’s cousin shows up (how coincidental) in a car with his gf and some other girl named Teddy. They insist on giving Ethan a ride and that’s when Ethan asks what the deal is with Jackson (he’s already said to Annie that he doesn’t know why he’s there if this kid is so smart, which Annie says maybe he’s a nervous test-taker and Ethan suspects that Jackson is “on the ‘spectrum’”/some “mad genius”. Lots of ableist language used throughout the film. The cousin asks what Jackson has told Ethan about himself, and he says the thing about the mother being sent away. Ethan sort of scoffs and has an offhanded remark like, “Yeah, you could say that.” *Cue foreboding music* Then the cousin makes some lewd remark about how Teddy will do whatever the cousin says if Ethan wants to get with her. Ethan responds to this super misogynist remark by saying he has a girlfriend. The cousin said he heard about that and how they’re expecting a baby and this can be like one last hurrah or some other asinine remark. At this point, Jackson’s “how do you feel about your baby being a bastard?” comment has already happened.

As the week is at the mid-way point, Jackson doesn’t want to study one day. He and the cousin offer to buy off Ethan to let him go early. Bidding starts at $1,000 & works its way up to $5,000 before Ethan basically just goes “c’est la vie” and takes the money. You’d think it would come back to bite him or that Jackson would say he stole the money. It never does. Later in the week as Ethan is packing, Jackson invites him for a farewell dinner with his father on their last tutoring day. Ethan says that he can’t because he has plans. Jackson tries to insist, but Ethan snaps at him that he’s his tutor, not his friend. This felt like a weird overreaction compared to how calm he was when Jackson called his baby a bastard. Jackson runs off and eventually Ethan goes to look for him and apologize. He comes upon Jackson’s bedroom where a laptop is left open (naturally, not password protected). On it, Ethan sees photos of himself and him and Annie on the night that we had previously seen them in their living room. He is creeped out by Jackson’s “obsession.”

On the last day of tutoring, Jackson is going through it. He’s trying to write but he’s shaky and ripping out a page when he’s not happy with it. Ethan confronts him about the laptop photos and when Jackson says he shouldn’t be on his laptop, Ethan says he was looking for him to apologize. Eventually, Jackson sort of has a meltdown where we see in the preview him pounding on his legs and runs out of the den. Ethan chases after him but he’s gone and then a man appears on top of the steps who Ethan says “must be Jackson’s father.” The man says how Jackson is always like this and Ethan apologizes for not being able to make the dinner. The scene is the father making random nonsensical remarks about World War I and offering Ethan this big painting in the foyer since he likes it because “we’ve got three or four others around here like it.” Rich people are a different breed.

At some point during this week, Annie is out walking with one of her friends & she talks about her history with Ethan (as you do lmao). We learn he’s cheated on her with some artist or whatever. She still has trouble trusting him, etc. etc. Now that the week of tutoring has ended, Ethan and Annie are out to dinner & having it with the same woman and her significant other. Annie announces the sex of the baby is a boy. The other couple, for no apparent reason, announce they’re moving to Portland (which Portland? they never say) but of course, not until after the baby is born because she’d never do that to Annie. Gag. Ethan is brooding and drinking the entire dinner. Right before the dinner, he heard from Charlie again that the family wants to continue the tutoring of Jackson. He isn’t eager to continue but the pay rate skyrockets. The couple says to him how they hear he has remarkable stories of students that he’s tutored. Ethan tells Annie’s favorite of a girl who threw a book at him and called him white trash. Another is of a father sending him on a trip to London to take his kid on a college tour. He then begins talking about Jackson and ranting about his creepiness of knowing about the baby to taking his photos to his random meltdown, and then all of a sudden Jackson appears and clearly heard the entire rant. The table is deadly quiet (at this point I’ve slid all the way down in my seat from pure secondhand embarrassment) and Annie greets Jackson and they make brief awkward small talk. Jackson eventually leaves and the scene transitions to a car ride home as Annie says she hates when “Ethan gets like this” and how it’s always bad when he drinks because he reminds her “of your dad”. This oh-so-mysterious dad.

Again, I’m sort of losing the plot at this point but the next major thing that I’m remembering is that Jackson calls Ethan to say that he and his family are in Manhattan for the day and the tutoring will take place at their brownstone. So Ethan can let himself into it. Ethan tries to apologize for the previous encounter, but Jackson says they’ll talk later and the line goes dead. Ethan goes over to the brownstone and waits. Jackson says that they’re stuck in traffic and there’s fruit that he left out for Ethan. Ethan eats two strawberries (what a dummy) and starts feeling weird. As he collapses with a thud, there’s a not quite worthy TikTok transition to a body getting dumped into water. Again with the theme of water. Ethan comes to and swims to the surface as a small boat is retreating. The next scene is him coming home to Annie and that’s the scene where she asks where he was and then is skeptical when Ethan believes he was drugged and mentions how a random girl kept calling their house but wouldn’t give her name. They fight and the next day, Ethan is convinced he figured out the drug that Jackson gave him based on its effects and side-effects.

Ethan develops his camera roll in another scene and as he’s doing it, there are photos on it that he didn’t take. Ones of him laying in compromising positions with Terry. Again, are these ever fully utilized? Nope. He gets in bed with Annie and they sort of make a truce because they don’t want to fight and both want answers more. He’s already encouraged her to use the tracker on his phone if she doesn’t trust him.

Now I really don’t remember the order of what happens next but eventually, Ethan gets a phone call from Charlie. Charlie tells him that Jackson accused him of being dangerous and there are bruises on his legs. Ethan says how Jackson gave those to himself and then Charlie hits him with a separate accusation about how Ethan was inappropriate with girls and that there were photos. Ethan unintentionally admits to the existence of photos, which is enough for Charlie to fire him. Glass houses, am I right?

Ethan is on a quest for answers as well as other paying work. He’s not even qualified enough to work as a waiter and at some point, he confronts Jackson who’s waiting for him on a busy street to stay away from him and his family. Jackson asked if Ethan meant what he said about him and Jackson, ever the dummy, says he did. Jackson is resolved to ruin his life and Jackson physically pushes him before the cousin intervenes. Later, Ethan is brought in for some questioning because there was video of Jackson getting assaulted in an alley and he accused Ethan. Ethan says he didn’t do it & it was probably Jackson’s cousin. They asked Ethan’s whereabouts the previous night and I don’t recall when this was exactly, it may be when he was going through the photographs. He doesn’t answer but is brought to a separate interrogation room. As he goes by a separate room, Annie is comforting Jackson for no apparent reason. Like, how that makes sense is beyond me. The police tell Ethan not to leave town & he agrees that he wants this resolved and his life back.

Eventually in a later scene, he tells Jackson that he’s ruined his life. He starts trying to find more answers by 1) going back to the mansion and 2) returning to the brownstone. At the mansion, he is hiding in the bushes and sees another group of people pull up out front. He asks if they’re staying there and the man says it’s his house. Ethan asks if they’re renting it and if they know where Jackson is, but the guy doesn’t know a Jackson and says they’ve been away or something. Ethan says that he’s stayed there the past week, which creeps the man out. The man tries to usher him off the property when a girl comes out and it’s Terry, who they immediately make eye contact. So Jackson had her help with the setting etc. The man pushes Ethan off the property and he goes back to the brownstone to find evidence of his drugging for a restraining order. He finds a strawberry under the couch, but this dipshit doesn’t consider that wealthy people will have in-house security. The police show up and he’s thrown in a cell.

**Mention of Suicide**

Jumping around again, at some point he and Annie are talking. I’m not sure when, but she finds out about a girl named Rachel. I don’t remember how she found out because as I said in my non-spoiler post, this movie was all over the damn place. This Rachel died under mysterious circumstances years ago. At least five or six years, maybe? Ethan eventually admits that they “had a fling”, but Rachel took her own life. Annie asked if it was an affair but basically he said Rachel was just in a marriage on paper. She and her husband weren’t in love. Annie is alarmed that Ethan wouldn’t think to mention any of it before and he says that he tried to forget it and it’s not the most natural thing to bring up in conversation. Annie discovers that he was also questioned and basically says she can’t be around him right now because all of the stress isn’t good for the baby. She kicks him out of their home.

Ethan spirals. He’s living in his car and drinking booze etc. (Just like his dad, I guess *eye roll*) Annie talks to that same friend about the situation and pulled up old articles about the situation and the friend is sort of on Ethan’s side in terms of how it’s a hard thing to mention casually etc. The friend asks Annie again if she still has the tracker on Ethan’s phone, which she confirms since she’s still not trusting him. Ethan eventually gets a call from Jackson saying they’d be able to end this cat and mouse deal if Ethan meets him at the place where Rachel died.

Now, full disclaimer: I don’t remember if Jackson was the one who told Annie about Rachel or what the deal was here. But the “big discovery” is that Rachel was actually Jackson’s mother. So when Ethan shows up where Rachel died, Jackson reveals that he shouldn’t actually know where she died. Even though Rachel’s body washed up in the body of water, she didn’t die from drowning. There was no water in her lungs. He head was slammed down so hard on the planks down by the water that it chipped it, so she was already dead when she was thrown into the water. The only people with access to that knowledge were the police, Jackson and his father after they were given the police report, and the murderer. Ethan says it’s not a leap to know where she died because of the water patterns and where she washed up or whatever. Anyway, it was flimsy.

Soon thereafter, Ethan gets a conk on the head. He wakes up in a house and there’s Jackson and the cousin. The cousin is all too eager to kill Ethan, but Jackson wants answers. Ethan starts by saying he didn’t see and/or talk to Rachel the night that she died. Then he says they only talked over the phone. Then under threat of death, he eventually drops the party line that “Rachel” wasn’t that serious of a relationship. He admits that it was more than a fling. That Rachel was obsessed with him and wanted one more night with him & then he agreed. That’s when Jackson revealed he had Rachel’s old journals where she wrote about Ethan. How he started off cute but was obsessive & always like a puppy dog, so needy. How he was a “loser” etc. Ethan unravels further and then just sort of snaps.

Another disclaimer: I don’t remember when we found out, but we did at some point learn that Jackson’s father died three years ago. I think when Ethan’s in the interrogation room. So that dude that he talked to? Another of Jackson’s players, but one that was never explained.

Anyway, Ethan goes to attack Jackson but the cousin tackles him. He’s got like a fire poker to turn logs or something. Eventually, Ethan gets him in a chokehold with it as Jackson runs up the stairs. He suffocates and kills the cousin & then starts hunting for Jackson (who he, for the record, knew existed when he was with Rachel but said he thought his name was Charlie or something - it made no sense).

The scene at some point transitions to Annie, who’s laying in bed. She looks at her phone and sees her Ethan GPS and is wondering what he’s doing.

It goes back to the other two. Jackson is running around and hiding and crying as Ethan hunts for him. At one point, Ethan’s like “I should’ve realize who you are, you look just like her.” LOL alright. They end up down by the water with Jackson hiding beneath the wooden boards on the stairs that would lead to water. Jackson finally approaches him and is using the fire poker to bang & attempt to scare him etc. He’s admitting how he killed Rachel (it’s basically a “crime of passion”) and how now Jackson will die where she died. That’s when Annie announces her presence & Ethan, in true sociopath form, turns to face her and act like none of what she just heard him say is true. The close-up here of Garrett’s performance is probably the one that I liked the most in the film since it’s basically him crying and totally devoid of genuine remorse yet he still manages to look melancholy. He has his whole monologue and then you hear a gunshot.

That’s the moment from the preview where you see Jackson with the gun as a close-up. He sort of shot him just below the shoulder? I guess it was meant to be the heart. Eventually, Ethan falls down and into the water (foreshadowing from earlier?). The big foreshadowing I found was the relevance of phones working best near water (i.e.: cell service by pool, GPS by waterfront). That was probably the least heavy-handed and well approached part of the script.

The scene shifts to Jackson and Annie sort of in a stupor as the police work around them. Eventually, Jackson is looking out the window like we saw in the promotional stills. Annie comes up from behind him and asks whether the cops found Ethan’s body. Jackson shakes his head no and it’s kinda like, “Uh, okay what isn’t being said here?” Because they did have scuba divers going down for him. So that was sort of ambiguous. Then she made some random remark about living your life around people and not really knowing them.

The camera sort of pans out to a wide shot of their backs as they look out on the horizon and Ethan’s voiceover is heard. He’s giving a more full answer to the woman who asked him originally what his method of tutoring entailed. I cannot even begin to tell you what he said because by that point I was like, this is an 1.5 of my life that I’m never getting back LOL. But it ended with a close-up of him smiling at the camera, then turning creepy serious.

Fin

#jesus christ I can't believe I wrote this entire thing #the tutor #noah schnapp #the tutor film #garrett hedlund #victoria justice #film synopsis #film review #the tutor synopsis

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President Loki SFW Alphabet

HEADCANON SERIES.  ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- SFW Alphabet, Part 1, Part 2

PAIRING. president!loki x gender neutral reader WORD COUNT. 4.318k TEMPLATE BELONGS TO caitlinpotter & slightly ib spilledkauffie TAGLIST. @queen-of-elves​

THIS WORK CONTAINS fluff, mentions of sex

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

The self-absorbed and arrogant presidential nominee is just as affectionate and touch starved as every other Loki variant in existence. He may resist his urges to pull you close to him at the first couple of weeks, but after confronting his newly experienced emotions with you and having your consent, he wouldn’t hesitate to share physical intimacy with you at any given opportunity, especially in front of his subjects and variant L1130.  He would have you on his lap during meals, kissing the back of your hand or your features briefly, spontaneous hugs from behind, holding your hand when you’re seated across the table, etc. Literally any form of physical contact would satisfy his neediness.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Horrible. He’s a walking red flag but that’s okay because red is my favourite colour and he would definitely backstab you at some point. It’s just in his nature and a very toxic trait of his, that’s literally why he doesn’t have any friends except Mobius.  He has a soft spot for that TVA agent and it’s actually understandable as Mobius knows Loki better than you do, truth be told. President Loki actually wants to befriend him but oh well, he got pruned with his unacceptable attitude and behaviour shortly. The president got wildly enthusiastic and inquisitive when you told him about Mobius getting pruned prior to variant L1130 and he wanted to send his army to kidnap him all because he wanted to have a small reunion with him.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

President Loki absolutely loves cuddles but he barely ever initiates them with his huge ego. It totally depends on the circumstances, the level of necessity and how desperate he is for that physical contact. For the first few weeks, he’d even act like he despises them so much that he’d warn you to not cross the boundary he had set with a bolster, dividing the bed into two equal areas like a child. And guess what, he ends up having his limbs entangled with yours anyways and gets teased for it. Positions don’t really matter to him as long as he gets to be in your arms, but his tops would always be spooning and the honeymoon hug. He really likes being the little spoon which he never admits.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

For someone who craves attention and adoration from the public, President Loki has never really given thought to settle down, so expect him to take you on the craziest adventures on seeking that sort of life and authority he wishes to share with you. He isn’t exactly unfamiliar with cooking but not an expert either, he knows how to make snacks for his teatime and supper due to lesser pampering compared to Thor which led him to pick up numerous survival skills. He’s absolutely terrible at housework though, normally he’d have the maidens or his subjects do them instead since he breaks everything in sight and gets super frustrated with cleaning devices invented on Midgard. Regardless, he would never ask you to do them.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

In all honesty, I don’t think there’s any possibility of this occurring as your profound bond only strengthens with every minute spent. Trust me when I say that this has never once crossed his mind, not when he finally has this wave of serotonin surging through him whenever he’s with you and has someone solely meant for him after a millennium or more of being alone. The only thing tearing you apart would be death since you’re not immortal. It’s one of the reasons why his rationality attempts to stop him from getting emotionally attached which obviously failed miserably. He knew it’d break his heart to watch you age as each year passes, until the day you’ll depart this life and leave permanently. Nevertheless, he wants you so desperately that he’s willing to pay the price of love that tragically follows ─ grief.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

As a candidate of a presidential election who thirsts for subjugation and is engaged in efforts intended to increase his voter turnout, he’s never really considered marriage, children and blablabla. It’s always remained the same even after he got pruned, where his main focus switched to seizing control of Kid Loki’s throne, claiming rule over the Void instead. Fairly familiar with his personality and mindset, you’ve never rushed him or brought up a serious discussion about further commitment. Things started changing ever since he overheard one of the nosy neighbours questioning you about it, witnessing how you shrugged off awkwardly in response. It reminded him of your short-lived lifetime as a mortal which dismayed him a bit and had him wondering if he’s supposed to take further action. 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

President Loki is capable of being tender despite his kinks and fetishes in bed, in addition to his callousness towards his subjects. He wouldn’t want to wound his fragile little doll by accident and hence, he never manhandles you without your consent. After going through so much for the past thousand years, he’s pretty tough emotionally. There were times when he’d reach his breaking point which he refuses to reveal to anyone. And you wouldn’t question a word about it, but just offer him your company and hold him in silence instead. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He really loves hugs and he could never go off a day without having his arms wrapped around you. It’s a little coping mechanism of his truthfully, now that you’re his home. He never admits how comforting it is with the warmth radiating off of you and how secure your arms make him feel though, not that his pride would ever allow him to. He’s quite initiative with hugs which eventually becomes something you’d tease him about whenever he pulls you into his arms, praising how embraceable and warm you feel against his cold frame. But of course, you still knew when to stay silent and just let him hold you for as long as he desires, assuming that he probably needs it more than anything at the moment.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It took him months to acknowledge that this particular emotion freshly experienced by him is called ‘love’ and it took all of him to enunciate the phrase itself he’s never once used. From that moment onwards, he’d always use it to assure you of how his devotion towards you is undying and how much you mean to him. He wouldn’t really make his “I love you” fast unless it’s in an exceptional situation like having his breath ragged. And as the sweet partner he is, he'd even make his “I love you” come off really poetic sometimes!

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Perhaps it’s because of his past traumas and lack of familial love which resulted in him being immensely insecure, he gets very jealous as soon as he sees anyone flirtatious approaching you, especially variants of his own. No creature in the Void had the nerves to harm or fancy you for the excruciating consequences and agonizing torment which awaited. The last time you tried to provoke him by getting unnecessarily close with variant L1130 (which succeeded), he straight up told him that the both of you fucked although you weren’t in a proper relationship yet. He literally did everything in his power to address you as his.  During your stay on Midgard, he certainly didn’t fail to catch a glimpse of the mortals’ lustful gazes roaming across your body. President Loki would get physically intimate with you, keeping his palm on your body. He actually wouldn’t even mind taking you right there and then if you allowed him to. He may or may not have murdered a couple of them who ignored his grimace and refused to back off even under his menacing glare, truth be told.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Full of passion, whether it’s a rough kiss, quick peck or an amorous one. There’s something about the way his lips brush against yours rhythmically, the unique form of energy passing through that connection. It doesn’t just remind you of how much he adores and yearns for you, but also how every inch of you rightfully belongs to him and all that you’re worth.  I think President Loki is the type of guy who loves kissing your thighs, hands and lips. He also genuinely loves kissing body parts and physical flaws you’re constantly insecure with, it’s sort of an act of reassurance of his. Being utterly aware of how impactful these littlest insecurities could be, he wishes to show you how divine you are to his eyes.  Meanwhile, he loves receiving jaw and neck kisses. He never knew how much he enjoyed them until you were seated on his lap whilst he was analyzing items collected across the Void, kissing and licking his jaw and neck, practically begging for his attention. Apart from that, he finds forehead kisses from you extremely reassuring, especially when you’re cuddling and he’s the little spoon.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Depends on whom do the children belong to. The mischievous prankster definitely pulls harmless tricks on the neighbours’ kids as his little revenge for ruining the tranquil dates at home with all of the intolerable screaming and wailing. So expect Halloweens to be a total disaster. It’s actually undeniably embarrassing as you end up receiving complaints the next morning, referring to Loki’s behaviour as immensely immature and foolish. You’d nag him a bit about it, but it’s who he is and what makes him the God of Mischief, ya’ know? On the other hand, if they were children of his own, he’d absolutely spoil them with equal love. He may not be a virtuous man but years of receiving lacked fatherly love surely enlightened him on how to nurture a child appropriately. And apparently, he’s incredibly great with children when he chooses to be with his amusing tricks and stories. You discovered it when the both of you were asked to look after one of the neighbour’s five-year-old daughter whom he surprisingly favours (you assumed it was because of how quiet and polite she is).

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Back in the days stranded on the Void, you’d still get to sleep in, nuzzle against his bare chest as he refuses to let you go. However, life after the escape was completely different, especially since he held a government office eventually. President Loki’s work hours are quite irregular from all of the meetings and his only day off is on Sunday when the both of you finally get to relish mornings with one another. It’s not exactly pleasant with the neighbours’ children’s insufferable squeals and stomping up and down the stairs, but it was great. Notwithstanding his persistent attempts of persuading you to stay in bed and have the rest you required, you’d creep your way out of his arms to prepare him breakfast afore he sets off to work. Ordinarily, he’d be ready and well dressed, rushing down the stairs with his lounge coat and silk tie hanging across his shoulders. Breakfast would be nearly ready and he’d greet you with a kiss on your cheek, a hug from behind or both. There were a couple of occasions when he would oversleep on purpose and consequently you’ll have to go wake him up. Instead of panicking about being late, he’d groan and pull you into his arms, taking another day off.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Pillow talks are a must. Being the commander of an army in a space known to be the end of time and later on, portraying the role of someone important involved in a political campaign, the amount of time President Loki was able to spend with you was extremely limited with his hectic schedule. He couldn’t help but constantly feel guilty about it, viewing his efforts in making up to it as wholly inadequate despite your reassurances. It could be a conversation up to hours about anything in the world, added up with lots of chuckles, pampering, kisses and cuddles (shingles position/sweetheart’s cradle position/’pillow talk’ position). He’d even touch your cheek or rest his palm on your hip spontaneously which is super adorable. This is what makes him look forward to night times to be honest, literally the best way to end his exhausting days.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It took him a year or more to open up to you as he fears that you might not be the one he considers you to be, agitated if you’d really accept the true him filled with flaws. There were so many missed opportunities when he wanted and could have just spilled it all at once, but he didn’t. He either didn’t know where to start or the words would just get stuck in his throat and you gave him all the time he needed, reassuring him that he doesn’t have to talk about it. President Loki’s true heritage as a Frost Giant and all the childhood traumas wasn’t exactly a secret after coming across with countless versions of him. In fact, you’ve seen his true form from a different Loki variant and he looks hot not gonna lie, you’ve just never told him that. He was very insecure about how he appeared to be the first time he showed you his Jotun form, instantly regretting his choice despite trying to conceal his anxiousness. Meanwhile, you were trying so hard to not get lost in his crimson eyes or fall even harder for him if that’s even possible. And he tells you everything that night.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very, I feel like he’s that type of boyfriend who goes “I hate everyone but you”. So when it comes to you, he’s extra patient and tries to control his temper instead of just brushing you off like how he does to everyone else. And even if President Loki’s patience is wearing thin, he would never lash out or raise his voice at you. He’d just stay silent and go have some fresh air or take a drag at the balcony to calm himself down and think straightly.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Look, he may be forgetful with his tasks from time to time, but he remembers as long as it’s something related to you because you’re important. He takes notes on everything you’ve said, notices the littlest habits you might not even know you have and remembers them. It's quite surprising as you’ve never really expected him to remember this much, knowing that he has his responsibilities and a lot on his plate.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Every second spent with you has always been delightful as it reveals these new parts of him he never knew existed, leading him to contemplate his future plans and arrangements involving a spouse. It leaves him inspiring with awe of how someone could make him feel so many positive emotions, replacing his endless pit of worthlessness and emptiness.  The night you both confronted your true feelings towards each other was the best night he’s ever had. It’s the first time he felt like he wasn’t alone anymore, that he deserves love and peace, someone he could call his in his life too. Most importantly, he felt wanted and worthy of someone, unlike the past thousand years he’s spent feeling like he’s never gonna be good enough for the people he loves.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

100% protective towards you. It’s hard not to be constantly worried about your safety with his enemies across the Void, Alioth consuming everything in sight and his protestors on Midgard. And being kidnapped and held hostage by his enemies didn’t help put him at ease. Back in the Void, he made you promise him to always ask for his permission before leaving the base and to return within five hours or else he’ll take it as a sign that you’re in danger. He’d send one or two of his subjects to be alongside you too, just in case anything happens. After moving into your new home on Midgard, he takes safety measures such as installing an alarm system, security cameras and even casting spells to shield the house from all sorts of destruction. He may seem overprotective at most times, but that’s simply because he loves you dearly and he’s literally willing to die for you. In reverse, he doesn’t really like being protected, truth be told. He wishes to be the roof sheltering you as he feels like it’s his responsibility to keep you safe and sound.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries and gifts?)

It could be your usual weekend date, an anniversary celebration, a special day meant for lovers, literally anything as long as it’s an appointment with you, he would pour plenty of effort into it. He would take you to fancy restaurants for the most romantic meal and lavish you with overpriced gifts and costly pieces of jewelry. Not that you were unappreciative but it really is unnecessary albeit it came with great intention in which he only wanted to impress you and give you the best there is to offer. He loves you a lot, but he seems to always forget that you love him just as much and you’re way past materials. He’d take you on simple dates too, where the both of you could have some peace together, free from all sorts of disturbances. If this was the case, he’d probably take you on a visit to the national library, have a little stroll through the art museum, a short vacation at the beach when it’s not as crowded, stargazing in parks, etc. It’s a really long list especially since you’re his first love and he can’t wait to do everything with you!

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Hear me out, I personally headcanon that President Loki smokes. He picked up this really bad habit in the course of his stay on Midgard during the presidential election but stopped for a time being after he was pruned. Well, he doubt if there were any cigarettes over the Void as survival supplies were scarce. You learnt about his addiction after the both of you made your escape from the Void to Midgard. It was just the second week since you’ve moved into the new luxurious terrace house the both of you had rented when you noticed the cigarette smell engulfing him just as he returned from work; how dissimilar his lips tasted against yours; the pack of cigarettes and lighter laid on the coffee table in the living room. He’s not obsessive to the point where he’d have an excessive amount of it a day, he only takes a drag to relieve stress. Though, he avoids smoking around you as secondhand smoke is dangerous to your health if inhaled, doesn’t matter if you’re a smoker or not.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

It’s actually quite evident that President Loki tries to keep his very-sexy-president image all the time, you could literally tell from how neatly and stylishly dressed he is among the rest of his variants. Sure there were some small tatters here and there which is understandable with the dreadful conditions in the Void, but he looked fairly delectable nonetheless and his charisma made up most of it. Like I mentioned, he’d even wear his headpiece to sleep and remain his perfect look with his magic..  But his concern diminishes as time passes and little does he knows that you find him just as alluring with his tousled locks, his raspy morning voice, not to mention the possible scars left on account of the rough times spent in the Void and past conflicts encountered.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Now that he’s found someone this significant and worthwhile to him, yes. It wasn’t really noticeable at first since the both of you were inseparable in the Void (his protective ass would never let you leave him for more than five hours anyway) until he had to leave New York City for a week due to job purposes. The business trip was unexpectedly tormenting with his mind dwelling on moments you shared and his eyes glued on your pictures saved in his electronic device. It felt like a piece of him was missing and he missed you terribly that his chest would physically ache at the slightest thought of you. He’d wonder what you were doing at the moment, if you’ve had your meals or hydrated and most importantly if you missed him too. It takes him everything to resist his urge to teleport himself back home immediately and just be in your arms once again. Furthermore, I feel like he would absolutely video call and text you 24/7, expect lots of random selfies from him too!

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

President Loki is a huge fan of pizza (yes im only saying this because im obsessed with pizzas and idrk who isn’t, sorry to non-pizza lovers reading this), he’d call it the best invention in history of Midgardian food he’s ever devoured. Frankly, he didn’t really like it at first since his first time having pizza with his fellow assistant before he got pruned was absolutely horrible and it left him a really bad first impression on it. Nevertheless, seeing that you wanted to have one as your first proper meal after your escape, he followed without a word. The moment you learnt about his hatred towards this magnificent creation, you literally couldn’t stop complimenting on how scrumptious it is and he would knit his brows with his lips pursed in repellence. As soon as your pizza arrived, he had no choice but to give in and take a bite under your convincement. And surely, he instantly fell in love with it and you ended up ordering a pepperoni pizza for him.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like in general?)

A Thor fangirl and Loki cosplayers which are quite self-explanatory. That look of disgust plastered across his face whenever he encounters one of them is priceless. He wouldn’t hesitate to humiliate his brother by telling the Thor fangirls stories of when they were children or throw offensive insults regarding his brother. It’s actually pretty hilarious and you’d ask him to tell you more of those stories when you’re having your pillow talks. It’s true that President Loki loves his own fanbase who faithfully supports him, whether it’s because of his actions or looks. However, there’s one thing that he would never tolerate ─ cosplayers. Having to deal with multiple versions of himself was a complete nightmare and meeting mortals dressed up exactly like him, mimicking his tone and elegance inaccurately in public was the last thing he’d expect. He’d seen them over various social platforms under his hashtag and the majority of them were undeniably creative, but he just couldn’t stand it. He corrected a Loki cosplayer he came upon once and got into an argument with them, nearly getting arrested for it. And one more thing, he’s not fond of noise either which is why the neighbours’ children drive him up the wall.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Asides from only being able to slumber when you do (unless if he’s worn out), President Loki isn’t one to snore loudly or drool but hogging the sheets late at night could be quite exasperating. Come to think of it, it’s a rather strange sleeping habit of his as his Jotun form should enable him to withstand low temperatures. There was this one morning when you woke up with a runny nose, unfortunately catching a cold since your lover had unconsciously stopped cuddling you and snatched the sheets, again. It was drizzling rain and chilly that night, worse luck. And even if he didn’t mention a word about it, you could tell that he felt guilty and he was certainly blaming himself for you falling ill. Of course, you’d wrapped your fingers around his hand and reassure him that it’s alright. He took a couple of days off to look after you and that was when he disclosed his hidden talent in making snacks that you savoured. Thenceforth, he promised to make you his secret snack recipes more frequently during his leisure. After fully recovering, he insisted to install a heater in your shared bedroom and make sure that he cuddles you tightly every night.

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[pendraegon]

life tips for being well-rounded and/or able to do A Lot of things?

do i give off the impression of being well rounded 😳 bc if so, that’s an incredible compliment!! but here are some of my hacks? philosophies? on the matter:

[1] do a little daily (or as often as you can)! any thing that you want to do or better yourself with, to actually achieve or make strides in the direction you want, you gotta actually do it. it doesn’t matter if it’s 5 minutes or 10 minutes or even just 2 minutes a day — the amount doesn’t matter so much as the intent, and over time as it becomes something more integral to who you are and how your day progresses, the time SHOULD hopefully add up! but of course if you’re super busy or have other commitments, it’s okay to not stress yourself and be like “i HAVE to do X, Y, Z daily”. remember, you aren’t going to build up any skills in one day, it’s a cumulative effect, and you’re not gonna lose it either just bc you take a few days or a week or so off (^:

[2] get back on the saddle when you fall out but don’t beat yourself up about it! i think the two hardest things in starting anything is (1) the first few days as you become accustomed to it and (2) when you inevitably have a break/no longer keep up your daily streak. brush yourself up, don’t be too mad about not being perfect, and try your hand at it again!

[3] kinda leads to three in that you will suck at it at first. especially if it’s something you’ve never done before. may it be learning a language, instrument, language, knitting, how to bake or cook, etc. embrace being an amateur! for me, it’s really lovely to remember the word’s etymology being “one who loves”. you don’t have to be the best, you just have to be enjoying what it is that you’re doing from your heart. even if it does get a little gritty now and again. improvement cannot come without beginning first, and the beginning might be rusty and that’s just where everyone starts.

[4] honestly one of my biggest mindsets is like. i’ll do anything twice, once just to try it out, twice to see if i like it. also keep an open mind, you’ll be surprised where the road takes you! there’s so many hobbies and interests i’ve picked up where i first went into something else with an idea of X and it turns out hey X isn’t really meant for me, but this thing Y that i never would have known existed until i came into contact with X is more my speed. now you’re also learning more about yourself and that’s wonderful! (^:

[5] and most importantly, it’s not about the ends, it’s about the means. it’s not about your destination or starting point, but the journey and i think it’s easier to say to enjoy all the ups and downs, but really that’s what makes it all fun in the end. it’s more satisfying if you have to get your hands a little dirty you know?

OH WAIT ONE LAST THING. this is never going to be a done deal thing where you reach a level and you’re a pro or you reach a point and you’re now Officially A Well Rounded Person. there will always be things to learn, to think about, to fiddle with, and to better yourself in ways that weren’t before. and i honestly think that’s the most fun bit.

#this is so long and i dont know if it's entirely helpful at all but alskdfjalsdfajsdfsadfsa #im always like. i know im not a boring person and that i am relatively well rounded but it always throws me for a loop #when people recognize that in me alsdkjfalksfjasdfasfas #OH maybe one of the most important things to becoming well rounded is: learn how to be social. #not like. going to parties etc if that's not your thing but. learn how to talk to people and how to make connections. #literally so far what i have encountered and seen in life: nothing is meritocratic. connections are everything. #which like. isn't how it should be but. really REALLY important thing to work on for everyone #anon #edit: just some grammar lol

[megashadowdragon]

reddit comments on record of ragnarok chapter 73

 also would like to point out:

Beelzebub is a twisted bastard who experiments on the bodies other people just to satisfy his curiosity. Tesla is a selfless inventor who gave serious demonstrations to audiences by running his electricity through his own body.

Beelzebub performed biological experiments for his own desires and nobody else. Tesla had no problem giving up his patents and money if it meant helping more people with his products.

Beelzebub only moves around when he has to attack or defend and doesn't make unnecessary gestures, otherwise he almost stands still. Tesla makes flashy and exaggerated moves with his punches and he dances all over the place even though he already activated the suit's major abilities with the Super Tesla Particle.

Heirs science”

obviously Beelzebub and Tesla are 2 polar opposite scientists.

Beelzebub has a simple power that comes from within to mold energy into attack and defense while Tesla has a complicated system of abilities that use the particles in the air;

Beelzebub uses secret techniques while Tesla announces his discoveries to the world;

Beelzebub is resolved to die with his knowledge and Tesla wants to discover more and more and more constantly editing and learning more about the world.

Still kinda stupid for someone as smart as Beel to blame humanity for Hades' death and to make revenge his motivation, but I guess the stresses of a death match against an Einherjar just gives him the proper stressors to finally make him unleash all of those negative emotions onto the battlefield.

And on that note, either Tesla comes up with or unleashes some kind of new superweapon to help him survive this No. 0 Chaos move (not even to win, just to survive this thing)... or he's dead meat. Even Zeus, a god who can break time with his punches and potentially destroy an entire world, is shook by this thing. Tesla's best tools have barely been able to contend with Beelzebub's normal power until now, let alone No. 0 Chaos. So, most likely Tesla loses, or he somehow pulls through to bring Beel down with him for a tie, because his odds of straight-up victory have dipped into Helheim.

Also, Fun Fact: As we can all see, Beelzebub's new ability/transformation unleashes some kind of black, round orb around the arena... and among the irl Tesla's habits and eccentricities, it turned out that a phobia of ROUND objects

www . reddit . com/r/todayilearned/comments/hrshch/til_that_nikola_tesla_loathed_round_objects/

www . nationalgeographic . com/science/article/131003-nikola-tesla-surprising-facts-statue-museum-science?utm_source=reddit.com

 was one of those traits. So much so that Tesla apparently had a near-public freakout when J.P Morgan's daughter wore round earrings to impress him, and he once sent his secretary home for the day when she showed up wearing pearl jewelry. The man truly is facing his greatest fear right now.

The "struggle against chaos" usually features a hero or god associated with lightning and thunder

Tesla's wearing an electrified suit of armor so that could be a good modern spin on the lightning/thunder hero/god trope. Still don't know who would win but I'd like to see at least one match end in a tie for the sake of narrative tension.

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The finale of Round 8 could end up being an example of 'Chaoskampf', which is a recurring and ubiquitous motif found in myths and legends throughout human history. The "struggle against chaos" usually features a hero or god associated with lightning and thunder who slays a serpentine or draconic beast that is associated with the primordial waters of chaos. In most traditions, the beast is always defeated by the hero, but in some, like the Norse Ragnarok, both the hero and beast die at the end of their fight.

Something interesting is that one of the oldest examples of 'chaoskampf' features Baal defeating the primordial chaos deity Yam. Seeing as Baal and Beelzebub are the same guy in RoR, that doesn't necessarily mean that Beelzebub will die at the end of this round.

This fight has a lot of metaphors of light vs dark and good vs evil. Tesla the child of light. Beelzebub the dark god. And tesla showed he is full of light while beelzebub steadily falls further into darkness.

teslas armor looks like it has a angels halo on it

and beelzebub is a demon of hell in myth

#record of ragnarok #ror beelzebub #ror nikola tesla #record of ragnarok 73

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super: Super Hero (some more)

I meant to watch Super Hero a third time while it was in theaters, but one thing led to another, and I just never got around to it.  No big deal, I rarely see a move in theaters twice, so I’m satisfied.  Still, I meant to keep discussing different aspects of the film, and I kind of lost track of that, so let’s talk about the scenes on Beerus’ planet.

The real purpose of this whole section of the movie was to explain why Goku and Vegeta aren’t around for the main plot.   As with Resurrection F, they’re off-world, training on Beerus’ planet, and even though Bulma can contact them through Whis, it doesn’t work because Whis doesn’t keep a close eye on his magic staff. 

This is something I really love about this movie, because it acknowledges something I’ve understood for many years: You can easily split up the cast and make anyone you want into the main character, simply by writing the stronger characters out of the story.   The option has always been there and Toei and Shueisha have teased it more than once, but this is the first time they’ve committed to it whole-heartedly.  Goku, Vegeta, Whis, Beerus, and Broly could easily take out the new Red Ribbon faction, but they’re not coming, so it’s up to Piccolo and the rest. 

But that doesn’t mean we have to jettison those characters entirely.  There’s a whole section of the movie dedicated to showing what those guys are up to.  Mostly, it’s the same routine we saw in Res F, but this time Broly, Cheelai, and Leemo are on the planet too.  When Beerus finds out, Goku explains that they brought them here to hide them from Frieza, but there seems to be some indication that Broly is there to train as well.   When Whis proposes a sparring contest between all three Saiyans, Vegeta objects, because Broly might lose control of himself again and jeopardize the planet.  So Broly ends up riding the pine, but it seems pretty clear that he’s there to learn, even if he didn’t do much in this movie. 

On that note, I really enjoyed how Broly seemed to get into Goku and Vegeta’s match.  In the last movie, Cheelai says that he probably doesn’t even like fighting, but I think the truth is that Broly doesn’t enjoy being forced to fight, the way his father and Frieza had been manipulating him to do.  At the end of the last movie, he seemed interested in Goku’s offer to show him some things, and this movie builds on that idea.   When he sees Goku and Vegeta duking it out, he smiles, because this is the kind of pure, honorable combat he can get into.  The action he saw on Vampa was just survival.  Frieza’s revenge scheme was just murder-for-hire.  But Goku fighting Vegeta in a no-transformation, no-hand-energy, last-man-standing contest, that’s something much more noble, and I think that’s what appeals to him.  Even though he wiped the floor with both of them in the previous film, he still admires their superior technique and disciplined control over their powers.   It’s a nice touch.

There’s a few details with the Beerus’ Planet leg of the movie that have caused some debate, so let me weigh in on these now.

1) Beerus has the hots for Cheelai.  At first, Beerus was irked to see freeloaders squatting on his planet like it was a hotel, but Leemo won him over with his cooking, and Cheelai won him over with her looks, I guess.  I’ll give Beerus credit, he didn’t go gaga over Cheelai until she turned to face him.  Before that, she had her back to him, so he could have been like “Wow, she’s got a great ass!  She can stay!”  Beerus is a class-act, is what I’m trying to say.  

Anyway, the concern is that this might endanger the Brolai ship, which seemed pretty firmly established in the last movie.   Not that Broly and Cheelai were kissing at the end of it or anything, but you know what I mean.  Broly hasn’t expressed any clear attraction to Cheelai, so the fact that Beerus has implies that the franchise has taken a new direction. 

For my part, I don’t see it that way.  I think the scene was mostly included to give Beerus a reason to accept Cheelai, even in spite of her trying to steal a bunch of his stuff.   He thinks she’s cute, but I don’t think Beerus is the marrying type, you know?  Besides, there’s no indication that Cheelai feels anything at all towards him, other than fear, I guess. 

To put it another way, there was one guy she said “Lookin’ good” to, and it sure wasn’t Beerus.  I think Brolai’s pretty safe, at least until the next movie.

2) Vegeta explains meditation to Goku. At one point, Goku chides Vegeta for just sitting around with his eyes shut, and Vegeta (im)patiently explains that he’s trying to condition his mind in order to fight more effectively.   Vegeta’s logic is that Jiren was never actually much stronger than himself or Goku, but he seemed invincible because of how he used his strength.  According to Vegeta, Jiren would only bring his fighting power to bear at the very moment of action, and this precision enabled him to move more efficiently and decisively, putting all of his power to its most devastating effect.   And Vegeta thinks he can duplicate this skill, but he has to do it in his head before he can train his body.

So what bugged a lot of fans about this is that it makes Goku look kind of dumb for not understanding this himself.  I’ve even seen fans suggest that the writers must hate Goku in favor of Vegeta.  I don’t think it’s that black-and-white, but it doesn’t surprise me that the Dragon Ball fandom would turn something into a zero-sum game between Goku and Vegeta. 

First of all, there’s a legitimate critique to all of this.  The observations Vegeta makes about Jiren are things we’ve seen in the franchise before.  Goku himself used similar movements to defeat Recoome, Jeice, and Burter.   The Kai-o-ken operates on the same concept, with Goku amplifying his power for short bursts.   Both Mr. Popo and Korin spent a lot of time training Goku to get the most out of his movements.  “Be as quiet as the sky, and move quicker than lightning.” 

For that matter, Goku’s Ultra Instinct is all about this sort of thing, and that’s how Goku overwhelmed Jiren in the closing minutes of the Tournament of Power.  So Goku shouldn’t need to have anyone explain all of this to him, or that meditation would help him achieve that ideal.   Hell, we’ve seen him do this before.  There’s panels in the manga of him meditating. 

So this is just an example of the writers making Goku look stupid to make Vegeta look better, right?  No, I don’t think it is.  Yes, Goku’s meditated before, and yes, Goku knows how to control his movements for maximum effect, but he’s been learning to do that for decades, and I don’t think there’s ever really a finish line for any of this stuff.  I think part of Goku’s weakness when it comes to training is that he tends to focus on the stuff he enjoys doing.  The workouts on King Kai’s planet, sparring matches with Vegeta, and so on.  He seems to feel like he already did the hard parts, and now all he has to do is strengthen his body to build on the techniques he’s already mastered. 

And he really struggled with the hard parts.   That whole training arc on Kami’s Lookout was full of moments where Goku just stone cold didn’t understand what Mr. Popo was trying to teach him, to the point where Kami was worried that he might not make it.  Goku was also frustrated with Korin’s training, and he probably only stuck with it because he had no other choice.   So Goku’s always had a blind spot for this kind of thing.  He knows it’s important and he knows it works, and to a point he can pull it off, but it’s never his preference.

And really, who can blame him?  This is a character who’s just stumbled into big power windfalls, either because of fate or genetics or natural talent.  Korin used Sacred Water as bait to teach Goku something more valuable, but later Goku got to drink the actual Sacred Water and it made him way, way stronger than Korin’s training.  Kami worried that Goku wasn’t mastering his training, which was why Kami entered the tournament to take out Piccolo himself, but Goku ended up defeating Piccolo anyway.  And then Goku just snapped in the middle of a battle and became a Super Saiyan.  Then he did it all over again with Ultra Instinct.  I think the thing about Goku is that he’s so scary good at martial arts that he often doesn’t even understand how he can do the things he does. 

On the flip side, Vegeta had to train his way to becoming a Super Saiyan, and he learned Super Saiyan God without any outside help, and he presumably picked up Ultra Ego the same way.  He lacks Goku’s intuition for this kind of thing, but he’s a prodigy in his own right.  The difference is that he can analyze a situation and articulate a course of action, where Goku just sort of figures things out on the fly. 

Which is how you get scenes like Vegeta explaining to Goku how to do something that he ought to already understand. 

3) Beerus seems afraid of Broly. Okay, so when Beerus first sees Broly on his planet, he worries that Broly will flip out again and destroy the whole place.  Some fans have found this questionable, because Beerus is generally presented as being stronger than every mortal character by default.  It’s not really a rule, but Golden Frieza was still suitably worried about Beerus, and Goku and Vegeta seem to recognize that they’re still not strong enough to defeat him.

But each new level they introduce in this franchise kind of strains Beerus’ credibility.   Arguably, Goku and Vegeta have already surpassed Beerus, because Vegeta beat a nascent God of Destruction (Toppo) during the Tournament of Power, and Goku used Ultra Instinct to overpower Jiren, who was said to have defeated a God of Destruction himself.  I mean, it doesn’t prove anything until they fight Beerus again, but they seem to be gaining on him and all he ever does is sleep and eat.   Then you’ve got Broly, who clobbered Goku and Vegeta, and you really have to wonder how he’d do against Beerus.   Oh, and Gogeta dominated Broly as a Super Saiyan Blue, so I wonder how Beerus would handle the likes of him, 

So there’s a growing number of characters who seem to be in Beerus’ league, or maybe even beyond it.  I don’t keep up with the manga, but I’m pretty sure Moro, Granolah, and Black Frieza belong on that list as well.  And yet, there are fans who remain confident that Beerus would just tap each of them on the shoulder and knock them unconscious, the way he took out everyone in Battle of Gods.  And maybe he still could, but when I think about Beerus vs. Jiren, I can’t see it ending that way.   Jiren beat a God of Destruction, and even if we don’t know for sure which one it was, are we saying Beerus is way, way stronger than that guy?

On the other hand, it does seem kind of weird that Beerus might have already been surpassed by some of these characters and it hasn’t come up yet.  If Broly’s already at that level, then that should be big moment.  It begs for a scene where one of these characters gives Beerus a gut-punch and humbles him physically.  That’s how this franchise works.   But maybe they’re still building up to that. 

Anyway, I’m pretty sure Beerus’ concern about Broly is that he might lose his shit and destroy Beerus’ planet, which is his home, where he lives.  He didn’t care about the Earth, but it’s different when the unstable powerhouse is camping out in your own backyard.   Beerus might be able to defeat or destroy Broly, but the point is that he doesn’t want to have to get into that kind of situation in his own home.

Or, maybe Beerus really is worried that Broly could defeat him in a one-on-one fight.  It’s not inconceivable.

#dragon ball super super hero #dragon ball #goku #vegeta #broly #beerus #spoilers

[kokomiin]

i beat Golden Wildfire (for the second time) last night, time for my thoughts. general spoilers on this route. this post ended up way longer than I meant it to be

overall I really super enjoy this game, I feel like it fleshes out the world of Fodlan even more and I have a lot of fun with the gameplay loop since I’m a warriors fan to begin with, combining that with 3H’s way of growing characters made for a satisfying experience. I was surprised by how good the support convos were even though some of them are quite fanservicey, they were still enjoyable. Marianne and Bernie’s support was just plain sweet.

I loved Holst and Lorenz’s dad Erwin, they were really strong additions to the cast and story which makes me excited to see the equivalents to them in the other routes. A lot of Golden Wildfire felt great for Lorenz as a character, and it was interesting to see how the characters acted differently when being thrust into positions of power earlier than they were meant to.

but that brings me to an important topic I wanna talk about which is Claude, i knew some people would not be happy with the direction his character is taken in this game but I didn’t expect them to go THAT crazy over it. Having finished it twice by now, I think he’s perfectly fine. To me Golden Wildfire shows Claude struggling to learn how to be a leader that can both trust and be trusted by his subordinates, and learning from the consequences of taking too many risks for a scheme. I’ve seen some people call what happened to Randolph a result of Claude being evil and fucked up or some shit when it was clearly a very reckless mistake, it is one of the first things that happens after he gains the power of being king and he just failed the people who were relying on him. they make a point to talk about how they are all younger than they should be to be inheriting leadership of their houses, so I think this kind of character flaw isn’t strange at all.

there are also a lot of people who felt like it didn’t make sense for Claude to go after Rhea because of what he’s like in Verdant Wind, but in that case you need to think about why he was sympathetic to Rhea in that one in the first place. He was very close with Byleth, and Byleth wanted desperately to save Rhea as well as having some clear connections with her and the goddess. aside from wanting to do right by Byleth, Claude was mainly motivated by wanting to learn the truth about the world through Rhea which he was pretty adamant about. In Golden Wildfire he’s more focused on gaining security for Leicester and not being swallowed up by Adrestia or Faerghus, since the kingdom was already harboring Rhea and Claude had spent next to no time to know her because of the events of this game he had no reason to save her or sympathise with her.

when it comes to the things I do agree are issues though, something about 3hopes is that because they expect you to have knowledge on all the rest of 3 houses there are some big plot points that are kind of glossed over, one of them being the reasons why the empire think rhea bad in the first place. Claude mentions it as one of the reasons why he wants to take her down but he doesn’t go into any details so it feels a little superficial. I will also say that I miss the curiosity aspect of Verdant Wind in this game, although I enjoyed the route a lot I can’t say it lives up to that one.

I spent so long talking about Claude I forgot to talk about the ending, it SUCKED, I mean the final battle was awesome but what the heck is the deal with it ending so vaguely? There is no epilogue or true conclusion, the characters are constantly talking about how it’s ‘not over yet’, and even in the route where you get to learn (most of) the truth about Arval there are plenty of unanswered questions. It’s not the same as like Fates’ endings for example where they at least actually end the war and have closure and a final scene, then leaving off with some intrigue. Narrator Jeralt is literally just like “Claude suggested that Edelgard and Dimitri stop fighting but things are still unsure! the end” like what the fuck dude

#dess #3hopes spoilers

[themaevethcometh]

i think what bothers me most about stranger things season 4 volume 2 is all of the unfulfilled promises.

Let’s start with the deaths.  We were told that the end of this season would be carnage and that there would be a body count.  At one point “five confirmed deaths” was thrown out there.  First of all, I don’t think I can even list the five deaths.

Eddie, obviously

I assume they’re including Max since she was technically dead for a minute

Brenner? 

Jason?

Genuinely don’t know who this last one would be

I found none of these deaths satisfying.

1. Eddie - narratively, it didn’t make sense for him to choose to fight the bats.  I know that they wanted to give him a hero moment where he could be brave since he was upset about running when Chrissy was killed, but he didn’t have to do that!  He was meant to be the distraction, and running was still distracting, plus the instructions for him and Dustin were to get out of there when things became too dangerous.  There were other ways for him to be brave.  I didn’t see a reason for him to stand and fight there, especially when the demobats died shortly after anyway.  It felt useless, it felt wasted, and it felt like a death just for the sake of having a body count rather than furthering the story.  Adding on to the fact that his name will never be cleared and that Dustin/his uncle are the only two who seem to be mourning him (despite him having multiple friends in the D&D group and friendly allies with the rest of the Upside Down crew), this doesn’t feel like a meaningful or worthwhile death.

2. Max - I think this death had so much potential that they didn’t follow up on, and it was negated by the fact that El suddenly was able to bring her back to life????  It took me a second to realize that Max was actually dying since her injuries weren’t the full vecna-ed extent, but having her die as part of a sacrifice would’ve been super impactful on every other protagonist and would’ve actually felt like a loss.  If they were going to bring her back to life, it should cost something.  Right now she’s obviously not fully okay, given that El couldn’t psychically connect to her and she’s in a coma, but to suddenly give El the power to bring people back from the dead and show her being perfectly fine afterwards didn’t make sense to me.  It would’ve been extremely interesting to me if El did some sort of trading of her life for Max’s (especially considering the lyrics of Running Up That Hill and how significant that song was this season), and still had Max come back slightly off (and possibly with residual affects of El’s powers).  Obviously this would’ve unlocked a whole new can of worms, but to have the only multi-season protagonist death be immediately negated and undone felt cheap.

3. Brenner - could not care less about this man.  They tried to make his death huge and emotional and I simply did not care I was glad he died

4. Jason - once again, could not care about this guy, and his death was so sudden that I don’t think we were necessarily supposed to feel the impact of it.

We were promised carnage, we were promised a body count, and what we got was one death that was unnecessary to the narrative, one death that was immediately undone by a super powered girl who’s powers seem limitless for the fourth season in a row, and two deaths of antagonists that I felt nothing over.  If you’re going to advertise the deaths in a series, have the guts to follow through.  Would I have been upset if Steve died? yes.  Would it have been extremely impactful for the babysitter/hero to die? yes.  It would’ve had lasting effects on the narrative and actually meant something to the characters.  Would I have been upset if Dustin died? yes.  Would it have been interesting to see the impact and seriousness of a 14 year old dying? yes.  Would it have considerably raised the stakes and the sense of danger? also yes.  Would it have been interesting seeing how the mix of the kids and young adults proceeds forwards as a group since he was the main bridge between the kids and Steve? yes.  Would I have been upset if El died? yes.  Would it have raised the stakes for the show in a new and interesting way now that they don’t have their saving grace around? yes.  Would it have been fascinating to see how that would impact Will? Mike? Hopper? Max? yes.  Would I have been upset if Mike died? yes. Would killing the so-called heart of the group have a deep impact and spur them forward? yes.  Would this have lasting effects on El that likely would impact her powers in some way? yes.

There are so many ways that they could’ve made the deaths significant and important.  Instead, they refused to truly kill any of their main protagonists, greatly lowering the narrative stakes and leaving me feeling unfulfilled.  If someone’s death has a narrative reason and impacts the other characters/the plot, that is a worthwhile death, even if I’ll be sad and go read a bunch of fix-it fics.  None of these deaths fulfilled that.

Queerbaiting was another unfulfilled promise from volume 2.  I personally didn’t ship steddie and I didn’t think byler would be requited and canon this season, but it is an undeniable fact that they utilized both of those ships during the advertising of volume 2 only to make steve go after nancy again with big speeches that didn’t fix the context they were given in, kill off eddie, and have will’s gay pining be used to further mileven while mike remains oblivious to will’s feelings.  Will being gay isn’t in question anymore, I personally am not waiting on a verbal “i’m gay” from him and don’t think that’s part of the queerbaiting because anyone with a brain or a smidge of media comprehension can see it, but only using him to further the plot of the straight couple and then not letting him have a full confession to mike where he is heard and understood is queerbaiting after the emphasis that was put on this pairing.

There were a slew of other things that I felt went unfulfilled: the use of “Running Up that Hill” implying some sort of last minute sacrifice to save a loved one, Will’s not being able to take ownership of the painting and saying that El commissioned it, therefore not having Mike understand the grand emotional moment of it, the D&D game at the beginning having Dustin lose on an 11 and Erica (an outsider) managing to win with a 20, yet El was still the savior of the day ultimately despite the opening of the gates, literally everything about Will’s connection to the upside down and vecna not being touched on and him being reduced to the pining gay friend.  On top of that, the only person who devloped as a character was Eddie, and he died for it.  Jonathan is still lying to Nancy about college and they’re both still not communicating with each other.  Will is still pining for Mike in secret.  Mike is still hyper-focused on El and completely ignorant of what’s going on with his friends.  I suppose Lucas realized that jocks are bad, which is not a good takeaway and I’m still mad that none of his friends supported him when he wanted to get involved in another extracurricular activity, and that just puts him back to where he was at the end of season 3.  El still needs Mike and his love confession to spur her powers forward, rather than being able to rely on herself and not having to be anyone’s special superhero.  Steve is still hung up on romance and specifically Nancy, something I thought we left behind a while ago and which serves neither of their characters right now.  Dustin might feel a renewed responsibility for leading other kids with nonconformity, but that’s less of a development and more of a reaffirmation of who he already unwaveringly is.  We didn’t get to see Max at the end of the season because she’s in a coma, but would her realization that she deserves to live, wants to live, and isn’t responsible for Billy’s death still stick after vecna’s abuses?

I think the reason that these last two episodes felt like a letdown for me personally is that we were promised so much and given so little of it.  Don’t give us expectations if you’re not going to follow through.  That’s bad writing.

#maeve posts #stranger things #stranger things spoilers #st4 spoilers #yeah i have a lot of thoughts #i wanted to like it so much more than i did #there were still some fantastic parts! but overall i was disappointed. my expectations were too high i suppose #the russia plot actually ended up being one of my favorites which i did not anticipate #but i felt like it was one of the cleanest ones and had consistent characterization

[soulmate-game]

Daughter of wonderwoman au where marinette finds out her mother is actually Diana and somehow it ends up with her meeting/being introduced to the batfam maybe because she has super strength and is seen yeeting some bad guys who tried to mug her... Or something.

“... you are running from your problems, Mari,” Adrien’s exasperated voice reminded his best friend. Again. She ignored him, and he threw his hands up in exasperation. “Look, you don’t have to do anything about it! Nobody would hold it against you if you decided to just, ignore that you found anything out at all. But you need to actually think about what we just found out and decide whether or not you’re gonna do anything—“ he side-stepped a piece of trash that went flying in his direction. “—or if you’re gonna move on and pretend nothing happened.”

“Isn’t that what I’m doing?” Marinette shot back, pushing her bangs out of her face and tying her hair back with one hand.

“No, you’re currently hiding away in Gotham to avoid your parents while you beat up every random group of idiots who thinks you’re an easy mark,” he retorted. Another wannabe kidnapper went flying in his direction, making him sigh and side step again. She had thrown that one with only her one free hand, showing just how upset she was. “You’re ignoring everything in your life, which is not what we meant we said you should get a little space.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Marinette dropkicked the last criminal into unconsciousness before stepping back and putting her hands on her hips. She looked over at the now seven passed out men in the alleyway, and the one very frustrated ex-model pinching the bride of his nose. “I think I’m coping just fine.”

“It’s better than being forced to suppress all of your emotions, sure,” Adrien reluctantly agreed. “But not by much. Your angry rampage through Gotham has already attracted more attention,” he raised his hand to point at a nearby rooftop. Several shadows lurked there, looming over the building’s edge. “Which, might I add, is exactly why I told you not to come to Gotham.”

“You’re the one who followed me here,” she shot back before turning to the shadowy figures above them. “Go ahead and come down! But it was self defense, and you can’t arrest or beat me up for defending myself!”

The first figure to drop down straightened your just as quickly, revealing the imposing figure of none other than Batman himself. The little white eyes on his cowl seemed to narrow on their own as he looked down at her.

“That might be true, but I’m sure you know my policy on metas in my city,” he grumbled back at her. He wasn’t necessarily threatening, but he definitely wasn’t welcoming either. With all of his limbs hidden behind the cocoon that was his cape, Marinette would never be able to predict his next move if he did decide to fight. Not that she seemed particularly worried about that as she crossed her arms over her chest and met his glare evenly.

“Oh, do you own this city now? I wasn’t given the memo,” she retorted. “And considering I didn’t even know I was a meta until last week? I think I deserve a little slack. I’m angry and if people think the tiny little girl in pink is an easy kidnapping target, then it’s their fault for making themselves into the perfect practice dummies for me to try out my newly discovered strength on.”

Adrien saw the eyes on Batman’s mask narrow even further. Marinette wasn’t exactly at her most charismatic at the moment, and Adrien didn’t wanna get the both of them into a bad relationship with the experienced superhero who always seemed to know things he shouldn’t know. So he stepped up quickly, getting in between Marinette and the Bat and holding his hands up in a placating gesture.

“Okay, Monsieur Batman,” Adrien started slowly, making sure his posture was impeccable and his smile bright. “She’s telling the truth, even if she’s not... the most tactful about it right now. She just found out some very concerning things about her origin and Gotham is the best place for her to hide from her problems and let loose a little pent up aggression. But— well,” he grimaced. “We didn’t intend to run into you guys, but maybe it’s a good thing we did.”

“How so?” Batman was clearly still incredibly suspicious of the both of them and wasn’t giving an inch. So Marinette rolled her eyes (she was still very moody) and leaned around Adrien so she could get a good look at the monochromatic hero.

“I thank my lucky spots that we ran into you, Batman!” She said monotonously. “Me and Adrien are paw-sitively excited at this opportunity.”

Batman. Froze.

Not only were those two lines the very first lines ever spoken to him by two foreign heroes a few years ago (with a few key words changed to protect identities), but they had become their code phrase for whenever they made calls to one another outside of their costumes. All at once it seemed to hit him— the golden hair and bright green eyes on the boy, the blue-black hair and normally super-focused bluebell eyes on the girl that were currently sporting very uncharacteristic frustration. Their heights. Their builds. All of this info flowed through his mind and compared to the information stored in his memory, and it only took the span of two seconds for everything to click.

Suddenly Batman was at full attention, back straight instead of looming over them and eyebrows clearly raised high under his cowl.

He knew Chat Noir and Ladybug would never take a random vacation to Gotham. Ladybug herself had nearly waxed poetic about how much the city depressed her just from the pictures she saw online. If she had willingly come to visit, it was more than to just blow off some steam.

“Batcave?” He asked, earning a relieved look from Adrien and a moody silence from Marinette.

“Please,” Adrien agreed. “You can probably help us, actually.”

—*—*—*—*—*

Marinette leaned back in the metal debriefing chair, legs up on the table and looking for all the world as the picture of pure teenage rebellion and angst. Coincidentally, Red Hood was in the exact same position in the chair next to her.

Batman and all of his other bats and birds were in the cave with the two off-duty Parisian heroes. Everyone except Adrien and Marinette still had their masks on, since the two Parisians were still not privy to their identities. Yet.

To be fair, the bats hadn’t known the identities of the two miraculous users either before today.

“Cha Noir,” Batman started, only to get a head shake from the blond boy.

“Just call me Adrien. Chat’s out of the bag—“ he ignored the groans at the pun and soldiered on, “—so might as well use my real name.”

Batman nodded. “Adrien, then,” he amended. “Why are you and Ladybug really in Gotham?”

Adrien sighed. “I wasn’t lying, before. Marinette,” he gestured to his hero partner. “Just found out some distressing family news. Since HawkMoth is gone, she doesn’t need to repress her negative emotions anymore. But she also didn’t want to be around her parents while she processed everything. I told her to choose any other city— really, I begged— but she insisted on coming to Gotham.”

“The never ending cloud cover and constant rain seem thematic,” she finally spoke up, reaching into her big over-the-shoulder bag and pulling out a large envelope. She threw it to Batman, making the thin package slice through the air like a knife. To nobody’s surprise the seasoned hero easily caught the projectile between two fingers. He looked at the envelope and back to Marinette, silent questions floating in the air between them. Marinette decided to answer at her own pace.

“That’s what we found out. You see, one of my friends is a huge science nerd. A genius. And he wanted to compare DNA samples between us to see if there were any genetic components that determined a person’s suitability towards certain Miraculous or other magical artifacts over others. It was supposed to just be a fun side project that he didn’t expect any breakthroughs on. He mostly just wanted to satisfy his own curiosity. But instead of finding out if our DNA was linked to the miraculous, he found out that my parents are not biologically my parents.”

“Hence the whole just finding out that you’re a meta thing, right?” Nightwing spoke up, fully invested in the story. “Did they never say you were adopted before?”

“It’s not in the system,” she replied easily. “My parents have all the documentation to prove that I’m their biological child, except I’m not. When I confronted them about it, they caved and admitted that they had adopted me in secret and covered it up. Apparently a friend of theirs was involved in something illegal, and,” she waved at the envelope that Batman was now opening. “The details of what we were able to dig up are in there. The summary is this; their friend was part of a secret, illegal experimentation to create clones that could defeat the Justice League—“ the air seemed to get sucked out of the room as soon as those words left Marinette’s mouth. Everyone seemed to know exactly what she was talking about. “—a group called CADMUS. They made me, as apparently one of their early attempts. But I didn’t exhibit any of the powers they were looking for, or any meta traits at all, and my body refused to mature at the rate they wanted. They had no use for a seemingly normal human baby that they managed to clone, so they were preparing to kill me and start over. That’s when my parent’s friend stole me, not wanting to kill an infant, and begged my parents to take me in and pretend I was theirs. Low and behold, it turns out that my DNA just needed a very specific series of emotions to unlock it’s latent abilities.”

“Those emotions being..?” Red hood trailed off, earning a wolfish smile from Marinette.

“Intense anger, betrayal, and confused frustration closely followed by the desire to punch other people’s faces in.”

“That last one is just an assumption,” Adrien chimed in. “And maybe not accurate. But the first three, our scientist friend was able to confirm. The rapid experience of a lot of negative but action-oriented emotions released whatever had been holding back the powers in her DNA from expressing themselves,” he had switched to French so that he could explain everything exactly as Max had told it to them, but he knew all of them were fluent anyway so it was fine. They nodded along, processing the information.

The crinkling of paper drew everyone’s attention back to Batman, who had been flipping through the detailed break down of everything they had found about Marinette’s situation and how she was made by CADMUS.

“Uh,” Red Robin nervously spoke up. “What’s up, Batman?”

“Your genetic donors...” Batman breathed, getting a wink and finger guns from Marinette.

“Yup. Isn’t that just the most fucked up thing you’ve ever seen? They were clearly trying to make someone who could destroy the world.”

“That makes me nervous,” Nightwing admitted, getting up and going to get a look at the papers himself. “It can’t be that ba—“

When even Nightwing was left agape, everyone else who wasn’t in on it found themselves squirming.

“Just tell the rest of us, already!” Robin demanded after the silence stretched just a bit too long.

“The unknowing genetic donors that CADMUS used to make me,” Marinette spoke up, still with her legs up on the table. “Are a very mad-scientist’s-wet-dream combination of Lex Luthor, Bruce Wayne, and Wonder Woman.”

“We don’t even know why they added Bruce Wayne’s DNA,” Adrien admitted. “Although our scientist friend thinks it’s because of physique. His hypothesis is that, in order to support the genes of Wonder Woman, they had to add male genetics that could support the production of a very high muscle mass and would lean towards easy development of a very athletic body. Lex might be evil-scientist smart, but he’s a string bean. But if he added the DNA of another multi millionaire who just so happens to maintain a ridiculously fit body without putting any obvious work into it,” Adrien shrugged. “Then maybe the clone would be able to support Wonder Woman’s genetics and that of two human donors without falling apart.”

“So I’m ‘the clone’ now, huh?” Marinette snarked, earning an exasperated eye roll from her friend.

Batman just stared at the both of them for a moment. He walked away without a word, and came back with a fresh needle and a box. He placed it on the debriefing table.

“Can I do a paternity test myself?” He asked, his voice suspiciously less gruff than normal. “I trust the both of you, but I rather be safe than sorry with something like this.”

The both of them just stared at him in confusion. They traded a glance, and finally Marinette shrugged and moved to sit in her chair properly. Her shirt was already short sleeved, so she just held her arm out so Batman could easily get a blood sample.

“Sure, why not. But do you just have Lex Luthor or Bruce Wayne’s DNA sitting around to compare, or—“ she shut up when she watched Batman take off his glove and roll his own sleeve up. Realization slowly sunk in as he asked Nightwing to take a blood sample from him.

“Holy shit,” she breathed, eyes wide. “You’re— and Luthor doesn’t know— holy shit this is even worse than I thought,” Marinette rambled, not even noticing as Red Hood moved forward and took a small blood sample from her.

Adrien put a hand over his face and just laughed for a moment hysterically. “Oh my god,” he looked over at Marinette. “You could take over the world.”

“I have the blood of Batman AND Wonder Woman on MY side,” Marinette joked back, also hysterical.

When the bat’s high tech equipment was able to come back with a positive result only a few minutes later, Marinette and Adrien had to sit on the floor and just let it all sink in. Which Batman did not at all help by immediately unmasking himself and trying to make a proper introduction.

“I wanna go beat up random thugs again,” Marinette whined, pulling at her hair. “I’ll put on a mask, whatever, but just please let me punch people. I need to punch people right now.”

#maribat #ml x dc #mlb x dc #soulmate-game #dc x miraculous #dc x mlb #bio!mom Wonder Woman #Bio!mom Diana prince #bio!dad Bruce Wayne #Bio!dad Batman #idk what this is #but it happened #and it’s something

[ptergwen]

If you do smut can you do like stark!reader x peter parker (spiderman) are dating 3-4 month and y/n and peter had their very fluff first time then next morning y/n has hickies all over her neck and her thights stomach... and tony/ her dad sees it and is confronting them with it😂 i love your stories 🤤

just saying hi

w/c: 2.5k

warnings: veryyyy suggestive, swearing, some pretty embarrassing moments

a/n: thank you babe! i didn’t write the actual smut but y’all can guess what happened 😭 also this is super long i couldn’t help myself

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it was everything. it was everything you ever wanted your first time to be and more.

you’d brought up to peter during a make out session one night that you were ready to go farther than you two already have. there was one base you didn’t hit yet. the fourth, the final. you were thinking about it for a while before that, and peter would be lying if he said he didn’t.

your love has always been physical, whether it’s you kissing peter’s cuts after a mission or him tracing hearts on you with his fingers. there’s also the more sexual side of things. that part, you both enjoy just as much, maybe even a little more because you know exactly how to make each other feel good after all the trial and error.

what better way to combine the two than, well, making love?

last night was your sign from the universe, your go ahead to do it. you had the compound to yourselves because your dad had taken all the “big kids” out for the night. you’re both well into college, but he refuses to see you as adults. that meant no peter and no you. you two were a little offended until you realized you could make use of your alone time.

you started off searching for a movie. that turned into you wrestling peter for the remote because you didn’t feel like watching back to the furure yet again. wrestling turned into you on top of him, which turned into you kissing him, which turned into peter throwing the remote somewhere and carrying you up to your room with his lips still on yours.

neither of you had to say it. you were on the same page, same wavelength, two brains in one as peter layed you down and trailed his kisses lower and lower.

peter was so gentle with you, except for when you told him not to be. those were the times he didn’t hold back. he was attentive and sweet and showed you quite a few times how much he loves you. you showed him just the same. yeah, it was really everything.

“morning, baby. you awake yet?” peter hums against the shell of your ear, arms wound comfortably around you. “kinda,” you mumble back with a goofy smile. he presses his lips to your ear and nuzzles his face in the side of your neck. “kinda... how’d you sleep?” you can hear the grin in his voice. his nose nudges your bare skin where a fresh hickey lies and makes you scrunch your own up.

“good, really good. always love sleeping with you.” you’re both aware of the alternate meaning that has now. “funny,” peter lets out a breathy laugh against you and brushes his thumb over your stomach where your shirt got ridden up. you sigh, enjoying his soft touch and reaching behind you to play with his curls. they’re a lot messier than usual from you tugging on them all last night.

peter removes his face from your neck and carefully turns you onto your other side. you’re facing him now, eyes trained on his concerned expression. “hey, just wanna check. how are you feeling? still sore?” a tiny smile stretches your face. he really does care about you and how you feel after everything. you know for a fact most other guys wouldn’t.

“i mean, yeah. you were... it was a lot, but i’ll be fine in a few days i think.” the mention of peter being a lot makes color rush to his face. you laugh quietly at that, cupping one of his cheeks that’s turning pink. “oh. i, um, i didn’t know that. sorry.” he smiles shyly as you smooth your thumb over his warm skin. “don’t be. it wasn’t as bad after i... adjusted a little,” you reassure him, making him lean into your palm.

“i really am sorry, y/n/n. can i make it up to you?” peter checks with you, eyes going up from yours to down your body. he hooks a finger in the waistband of your pajama shorts. “make you feel better?” the way he finishes his question with a bite of his lip is definitely tempting. so is your stomach yelling at you to put some food in it. you’ll have to wait.

“later. right now, you can make me breakfast,” you beam at him and take his hand. peter pushes his palm against yours, letting you lace your fingers together as he puffs some air out of his cheeks. “yeah, that’s gonna go well.” “i’m supervising. it will.” you capture his lips in a kiss, one he instantly reciprocates, free hand resting on your hip. just as it’s heating up, you break it.

“i’m hungry for actual food,” you giggle and roll out of his embrace. “ok, ok, ok. let’s go see what we have,” peter gives in with a chuckle, grabbing the same hand he was just holding and following you down to the kitchen.

he ends up popping some frozen waffles into the toaster, you sitting up on the counter with your phone out while he struggles through the different settings. “should i put it on bake? no, that doesn’t sound right,” he talks to himself with eyes squinted in concentration. “your dad made this thing so... detailed.” it’s an old stark industries toaster, one with options you probably don’t even need.

“yeah because he loves his toast, so maybe don’t break it. he’ll kill you or something,” you half playfully half seriously suggest. peter is one clumsy guy. he tsks at you and crouches down to read the words on the dial. there’s conveniently a setting for waffles, so he hits that one. he’s not sure how he hadn’t noticed it before.

since he’s down there, he takes one of your ankles in both hands and starts to kiss up your leg. it tickles when he gets to your knee, drawing a giggle out of you, but your phone still blocks his face. you’re doing it on purpose. “baby,” peter tries to get your attention in a soft voice. he presses a couple more kisses to your knee. you have to hold your breath so you don’t laugh again.

“baby girllll,” peter drags out, lips moving up your thigh. he nudges your phone with his nose much like a puppy would. “aye, i’m talkin’ to you here,” he says in a fake new york accent. you finally put it down next to you. “i’m listening.” you’re giving him a satisfied smile as he goes back to kissing you.

“just saying hi,” he looks up at you and moves your shorts aside while he kisses further and further to where you want. you scoot closer to him on the counter.

that’s when he stops. not only stops, gasps in horror. “what?” you ask quickly, his eyes fixed on your inner thighs. “i kind of, uh, marked you up. like, a lot.” he runs a finger gently over the bruised skin. you’re suddenly very aware of it now. it doesn’t exactly hurt, just feels bumpy and weird. you peer down at yourself to see the damage, eyes going wide.

“shit... they’re on my neck, too,” you remember, murmuring to him. you’ll have to cover these up before everyone gets home. worry flashes across peter’s face. “oh my god, i didn’t even realize. it- it was dark and you told me-“ “pete, it’s okay. it’s pretty hot,” you stop his rambling, reaching down and putting a hand on his shoulder. he frowns up at you.

“really? are you sure i didn’t go too far? because you can tell me.” you’ve always appreciated how much peter genuienly values your thoughts on things, in the bedroom and in other parts of your relationship. it does lead to a lot of second guessing, though. you squeeze his shoulder and let out a breath. “i’m sure, okay? it’s really not that serious. i’ll just change so no one can see.”

peter winds an arm around one of your legs, body relaxing ever so slightly under your touch. “okay.” he gives your thigh one final kiss, then rests his chin on it. “what about your neck?” “uh...” you hadn’t considered that yet. “makeup? a scarf?” you’ve seen enough tv to know neither of those work, but they’re your only options.

“yup. mr. stark is really gonna kill me now,” peter says under his breath, tensing up all over again. you furrow your eyebrows at him. “what? we’re literally grown adults, we can do whatever we want-“

tony claps loudly as he steps into the kitchen, announcing his return home. peter jumps up from between your legs faster than fast. he moves so he’s next to you, and you hop down from the counter.

“hello, daughter of mine. spider of man,” your dad greets you two, you pulling down your shorts with a plastered on smile. “or would it be man of spider?” he plucks an apple from the bowl on the table as he ponders his question. steve and wanda file into the room next. “second one,” peter replies, grinning a little too much to be normal. tony takes note of that.

wanda comes over to the fridge for a snack, which is close to where you and peter are. “how was last night?” you ask her to take the attention off you two. wanda settles on a yogurt and turns to you. “it was good. we shared a few hotel rooms, had our own party.” she glances over at peter, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. “seems like you two had a fun night of your own.”

peter’s mouth drops open. “how did you-“ he forgot she could read his mind and now knows everything that happened. you slap a hand over your forehead. “you couldn’t think about anything else? for, like, a minute?” you whisper yell at him. he uses his eyes to plead with you. “i’m sorry! i was looking at the hickeys-“ he realizes what he’s saying. “crap.”

shooting you a wink, wanda shuts the fridge and goes to join the rest of the team in the living room. lucky for you and peter, steve started lecturing tony about washing his fruit before he eats it. he didn’t hear any of that. there’s still the problem of your visible hickeys that you have zero seconds to hide.

“how the fuck am i supposed to cover these? they’re right in the center, peter!” you panic, your heart starting to race as peter fumbles for a dish towel. that’s the best he could come up with? “no!” you toss it back at him. he throws it on the counter with a pained look. tony and steve make their way over to you.

“oh, hush. a couple of deadly pesticides won’t shake me, stevey boy,” tony insists and takes another big bite of his apple. steve huffs in disapproval and crosses his arms. “you’re a big baby, tony. if you’re not gonna do the right thing, at least buy organic-“ with the world’s longest sigh, tony chucks his apple into the open garbage can.

“there. no more apple discourse.” steve shakes his head at your dad’s behavior. “that was a waste. you could’ve finished it.” “not with your nagging into my literal ear.” steve raises his hands in surrender before making his way out of the kitchen. tony side steps past him and over to you. “enough of that now. let’s have a welcome home hug from my girl.”

you share a look with peter, a look of pure fear that’s in both of your eyes. he’ll definitely notice the hickeys if he gets that close to you. he holds out his arms expectantly while peter scratches the back of his own neck. “sure, dad. welcome home.” an awkward smile on your lips, you bury your face in your dad’s chest and wrap your arms around him in one motion. this way, he didn’t have time to see you from too close up.

peter exhales in relief at the narrowly avoided disaster. that’s until tony makes a request. “missed me that much, kiddo, huh? come out of there.” “but, i’m so comfortable. i wanna stay like this,” you insist, a niceness to your voice tony immediately sees through. he drops his arms from around you, eyeing peter suspiciously, who averts his gaze to the floor.

“nuh uh, you did something. both of you,” your dad states, taking a step to stand between you and peter. peter gulps down a breath before speaking. “mr. stark, it was-“ tony holds up a hand. “don’t worry, kid. i’ll figure it out.”

he gives peter a proper stare, searching him for clues of some sort. it’s a good thing he isn’t wanda because the details of your night would have been exposed. he couldn’t find anything, so now it’s your turn. he’s a little disappointed you’re the one hiding something.

“oh, y/n. not you,” tony sighs as he gives you a looking over. he starts with your face, your eyes following down as his do. it’s when he gets just past your chin that he sees them. the little hickeys littering your skin, some already deep shades of purple. he rips off his glasses in disbelief.

“absolutely not.” he closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose with the same hand his glasses are in. “i’m not seeing this. i’m not seeing this if i don’t look.” you scoff at his reaction. “dad, you know we’re together. you can’t expect us to not...” “don’t say it,” tony begs, getting the urge to hurl his half eaten apple. he turns and faces peter.

“parker, you really did all of that?” peter only blinks, nervously meeting the eyes of his mentor. “to my daughter?” tony adds on to scare him even more. “i- i-“ a burst of frustration comes out of peter. “you left two teenagers alone the whole night. what’d you think was gonna happen?” he’s shocked at his own words, his face showing it. tony raises his eyebrows. both your hands cover your mouth.

not wanting to deal with peter, tony addresses you instead. “i don’t care how you do it, cover those up. don’t let me see them ever again. understood?” you nod a good amount of times and reach for peter’s hand. he’s about to give it, then tony glares down at what’s happening. peter pulls back immediatelty. “understood. we’ll, um, do better next time,” you agree, tony winching at the idea of a next time.

“you, parker... treat a lady with a little more respect, eh?” tony clicks his tongue at him. he’s referring to all the hickeys. peter’s lips form a line, a sarcastic one that says oh well. “i tried, mr. stark, but y/n wanted me to-“ “christ, that’s enough.” tony furiously shakes his head and starts to walk away from you two. “never again!”

you’re thanking god when he sets off for the living room, you hiding your face in peter’s chest, his face in your hair. “that was terrible. that was the worst thing ever,” you say into him. “i’m sorry, baby. we gotta be more careful.”

it’s not over yet because then, the toaster dings. you’d completely forgotten about the waffles. you and peter both separate with your millionth shared look of terror. tony comes rushing back into the room, very familiar with that noise.

“first you destroy my daughter, now my toaster? pete... you’re in for it, kid.”

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