#ignore morg

[amplexadversary]

I usually find epistolary works really frustrating to read for a variety of reasons, but I have finally signed up for Dracula Daily in hopes that the pseudo-roleplay element makes the format less irritating to me.

#ignore Morg #literature #Dracula #it's just... I guess I prefer something more immediately immersive in the scenes themselves #rather than an attempt at putting me into the world? #The format has never really succeeded with that for me so I'm always like ''this would be more enjoyable if it were written differently.'' #Here's hoping this style works better in that regard. #The problem is probably the fact that I've always been an unrepentant binge-reader tbh #Full throttle zero patience because I'm doing it to get the damn world to go away.

[neoncityrain]

damn, zorua pol be ANGY

Pol has a few, um.................

Let's call them "issues"

#trojarts #answered asks #hes both sassy and a scaredy cat LOL its so funny #.............until he evolves speaking of ignore him missing an eye thats a whole thing lemme just *covers that with tape* #you dont see it its fine #(ironically neither does hE--) #ol and morg are both moss' characters :] these are old art KJSDH #oc: polaris chandran

[void-flesh]

Sooo many ppl gave me attitude when I asked them to wear masks in the store today. There is a sign on the door. There is a sign by the register. It's all over our social media. Cases are back up where I live, there are crazy new variants, there's monkey pox, and I am politely offering you a mask.

Literally you might as well just tell retail workers you don't care if they die.

#ohhh god ive been trying not to be bitter about this #but today was so busy and no o e reads signs or if they do they ignore them #do you guys not remember the body trucks bc the morges were full? #fuck #i am begging you for literally the nost basic precautions

[megabee4tw]

Was tagged by @morgutio to post my most recently played song, which is this <3

Guess I'll tag @tinted-aspect @thelilya @scotttrek @hekness @rayneofthedead96 and @ambershrapnel to post theirs

#Force the homies to play along #Luv u morg #(feel free to ignore homies jsut a lil fun)

[urlredacted]

quick, everybody sin while there's no pope looking

#morg ignore the fact i already sent this joke to u #i wanted to share w everyone #i amused myself

[lovewithmary]

(not) moving on — a max verstappen x stark!oc x charles leclerc series

★ fc: madison beer ☆ summary: evangeline "evie" stark is in love with her best friend, max verstappen, but he tries his best to keep her at arm's length. but what happens when she starts to get close to his fellow drivers in the paddock? ★ notes: early chapter bc I am too impatient so I’m taking the poll results as is and assuming charles is the winner. anyways, drama is happening!!!

previous next series masterlist

"Evie's baking,"

"We know,"

"My daughter is baking for two tiny villages or two super soldiers, and none of you thought to ask if there was something wrong?" Tony asked, watching as his fellow Avengers, his wife, and his youngest daughter were all eating the pastries that Evie had been baking since she got off the phone.

"Parker tried grabbing the spatula from her hand, but she threw a bowl at his head. But luckily his Peter Tingle saved him and he dodged," Bucky explained, mouthful with a slice of one of the cakes Evie made.

"I told you not to call it the Peter Tingle!" Peter complained.

"I think she had a fight with Max," Morgan's tiny voice piped up, oblivious to the heads that turned to her.

"Morg, why didn't you say that earlier?" Pepper asked.

Morgan blinked innocently and shrugged, then said, "You didn't ask,"

"Okay, who wants to be the one to ask her about Max?"

A tense air fell between some of the most powerful people in the world, only for them to touch their noses and say, "Not it!"

Unfortunately for him, Tony himself was the last one to do it, which made him curse. "I should've just stayed in my lab," he muttered but went to the kitchen to see that Evie was already starting another batch of cupcakes as if the pile of used cupcake liners between Steve and Bucky wasn't enough.

"Hello, tesoro," Tony greeted, concerned at the fact that Evie barely reacted at the sound of his voice.

"The dining room isn't that far from the kitchen, papa. I don't need to have powers or be a Super Soldier to hear you guys," Evie commented.

"So, will it be easier to ask what happened between you and Max that's made you spiral into a hurricane of frosting— is that macrons? When did you learn how to make macrons?" Tony asked, caught off-guard.

"Max and I had a little misunderstanding. And I didn't know how to make macrons until earlier," Evie responded.

"A little misunderstanding? You're taking over my kitchen with baked goods for a little misunderstanding?"

"I will find a way to bake you if you don't stop!" She threateningly responded, the aforementioned spatula Peter tried taking was in her hand menacingly pointed at Tony.

Tony raised his arms up in surrender, "I won't ask then. I will just be here, in the corner of the kitchen, giving you moral support," he said, taking a step away from his daughter and near the door just in case.

Silence fell between the father and daughter, Evie angrily making a bowl of frosting while Tony was thinking about whether or not he had to bring in Pepper for his own moral support.

That was until, "Do I insert myself into people's business too much? Is it something I do regularly?" Evie blurted out.

"I think you insert yourself into people's business when you think you need to. I don't think it's a lot, but then again, you help me with my business, so I can't say it's too much," Tony shrugged.

She groaned, not getting a clear answer. She should've known that her dad wasn't going to outright tell her when she was being too invasive. "I'm serious, dad," she told him.

"Did Max say something? Whatever he said, ignore it. He drives for a living, he's wrong no matter what,"

"I thought you liked Max. You've known him since he was a kid,"

"I don't like him if he makes my daughter upset,"

"Dad..."

"What did he say?" Tony asked once more.

Evie sighed before washing her hands and grabbing her phone from the pocket of her apron and then giving it to her dad, unlocked and the texts already on the screen. She watched as her dad's face turned angry.

"I'll shoot him out of the sky with one of my repulsors—"

"Dad, no,"

"He didn't have to talk to you like that! That little shit—"

"What do I do?" Evie interrupted him, knowing that if she let him rant, he'd end up wearing one of the Iron Man suits, already on the way to wherever the next race was.

"Do what Starks do best,"

"Which is?"

"To get under people's skin,"

#f1 imagine #f1 instagram au #f1 x oc #f1 ig au #f1 oc #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #max verstappen smau #max verstappen x oc #max verstappen fic #max verstappen x reader #avengers crossover #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x oc #charles leclerc smau #charles leclerc fic

[fuckingstrange]

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| Day19: stay awake |

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WARNINGS: Reader gets shot (gsw to neck), near-death experience, bleeding (no shit?)

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WORDS: 1,434

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PAIRING: Spencer Reid x gn!reader

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Ignore the fact that I'm literally procrastinating in making a Pt.2 to the Diana Reid fic..

Next fic gonna be based off that gif bc oh LAWD.

An Unsub stands in front of you, gun against your neck, the barrel cold against your skin. You don't back down, Reids words of warning threats to the Unsub going unheard.

“You fucking pussy.” You spit, the Unsub's face filling with anger as he presses the gun more against your neck, shouting “What the fuck did you just say!?”. You keep a blank stare, showing no signs of fear. “I called you a pussy. What, are you suddenly deaf? Being deaf would make it hard to hear the terrified screams of your victims that you love so much.” You taunt, the Unsub only growing more angry, trembling in pure rage.

Your words seem to be the last string, because there's suddenly a gunshot sounding throughout the room. You drop to the floor just as you hear a second one, Reid having shot the Unsub. Your head smacks against the floor, vision blurring as blood squirts from your neck. Reid is on his knees next to you, without thinking, using both hands to squeeze over the wound as tight as he can.

The bullet luckily only went through the side rather than center of your throat due to the Unsub’s rageful trembling, the clean enter/exit wound getting covered by each of Reids cold hands. He squeezes hard, a whine sounding from your throat when it nearly cuts off your oxygen.

He adjusts his grip, trying to make it so you can breathe better, but it doesn't help much considering blood is slowly rising in your throat. Panic sets in, you smack the cold concrete floor, trying to get Reid’s attention.

He hears your palm smacking against the floor, glancing over at your hand before looking at his own around your neck. Blood spills on the floor beneath your head, crawling into your hair and soaking into the fabric of his pants over his knees.

You whimper fearfully when the room seems like it's beginning to dim, smacking harder as it gets harder to breathe from the panic and blood rising in your throat. Reid’s eyes widen and he leans closer to you, whispering, “Hey, hey, you're okay. That's it. There you go, Flail, whine, cry, do anything you need to, just stay awake.”

You try to respond, though only end up coughing up blood. He loses any bit of fear of the biohazard that is being covered in your blood, instead pulling your head into his lap and keeping his palms digging into the wound from front to back. “It's okay, it's okay. Don't be scared, it's just a little blood. Cough it out, let it out.” He says frantically, much rather wanting you to get the blood out of your mouth than choke on it.

He looks around, wondering where the fuck everybody is, if anybody even heard the shot, because to him it was loud as can be when it went off. He swears that he can still hear it ringing in his ears. He glances over at the Unsub's now lifeless body, not feeling an ounce of remorse for him since he's the reason you're nearly dying in his lap.

His attention is pulled back to you when you reach up and begin smacking him on the leg, your whimpers beginning to get weaker and weaker as you try to alert him that you can feel yourself leaving. His heart sinks as he squeezes tighter, though all it ends up doing is making it harder for you to breathe.

It stops the blood, though. So he takes this as a chance to try and drag you the few feet out into the open, your nearly lifeless body being pulled out into the snow. You can faintly hear him start screaming for the team, and within seconds there's sirens all around. You black out for a minute, waking to see Hotch and Morgan stand over you, lifting you from the snow and pulling you towards an ambulance that showed up at some point.

You keep going in and out, and each time your eyes open, you see Reid right there with you, feel his hands in your hair, a gentle grip to try and soothe you as the paramedics bandage you up and try to keep you awake for longer each time.

You pass out a few more times throughout the five minute ride, once waking to the paramedic when they stick an IV needle in your arm, once waking up when Reid kisses your forehead, once waking when they're pulling you from the ambulance and wheeling you inside.

The next few days seem to blur together, you're basically left alone in a hospital room after your surgery, labeled as “too unstable” to have any visitors just yet. A nurse wakes you up by changing the bandages on your neck every few hours, over the next few days she has to change them less and less because of how it's healing, getting down to twice a day.

Once people are finally allowed to visit you, it's only two people at a time. First Hotch and Morgan came to visit you, spending an hour with you before heading out. Next you saw Garcia and JJ, each spending at least three hours just hugging you and making sure the nurse is treating you gently during bandage changes. You expected to see Reid that day, but he was nowhere.

The next day, fourth day rolls around, and you wake up to a knock on the room door. A doctor walks in, followed by your doctor, Reid. Your eyes immediately light up when you see him, arms flying open in hopes of a hug, to which he gladly accepts. He kisses your cheek, giving you a gentle squeeze while whispering, “Told you that you'd be okay.”. You just smile and pull him in for an actual kiss, hearing the doctor chuckle and comment on your eagerness.

Reid pulls back, taking a seat next to you and letting his hand rest on your thigh. You each look over at the doctor when he starts to explain how to care for your wounds, and you give him a slightly confused look. Then, it clicks. “I'm going home!” You exclaim happily, voice still hoarse from the lack of talking during your recovery. “Yeah, you've been here nearly a week and are healing up nicely, so we're letting you head out a bit early.” The doctor says with a smile, passing you the discharge papers, chuckling when you sign it as quickly as possible.

The doctor clears up a few more things, demonstrating to Reid and you how to change the bandaging and giving him a list on the things you should avoid to finish recovering smoothly. Like having to yell, eating foods you need to chew a lot, no pressure around the wound, can't move your neck too much, etc. He takes the papers and bids you good luck on your at-home recovery, exiting the room so you can get ready to leave.

Reid helps you get out of the hospital gown and into the clothes he had brought you, kissing you wherever he can besides your neck as he tells you how much he missed you during the four days he couldn't see you, also scolding you on your bold choice of words that nearly got you killed in the hands of the Unsub.

Reid slips on your shoes for you, pointing out that he's not gonna let you even lift a finger during your recovery. “I may have gotten shot in the neck, but that doesn't mean my hands are affected.” You groan, giving him a playful nudge. “Don't care, I'm still gonna take care of you. Now, come on. Let's go home.” He grabs a hold of your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours and pulling you out of the hospital room, eventually out of the hospital into the cold, snow-covered parking lot.

He gets you into the car, and before you can even fight back or do it yourself, he buckles you in. You smile at him, deciding to not argue with him on taking care of you, instead thanking him and giving him a quick kiss. He smiles back and makes sure your legs are out of the way before shutting the door, running around and hopping into the driver side. He throws it into drive and backs out of the parking space, leaving so quick you might as well think he's running from somebody. When, really, he's just eager to get you home where he can cuddle you and treat you like royalty.

#spencer reid #spencer reid x gn!reader #hotboxed x-mas ficlist #comfort #I lobe gore #this has none (i think) #woohoo #yippee yippee yippee

[tealbeats]

@withinchains cont.

She seemed angry—a response that he had expected from her with how he had been treating her. Avoiding her, saying things to her out of anger that a child shouldn’t be saying to his caregiver—his mother—and perhaps he had regretted them at the time. Perhaps he still does. He had reacted out of anger; out of fear—she was the only parent he knew. She had taken the boy from an orphanage at such a young age and raised him—raised him very well—and yet he was so obsessed with the fact that she wasn’t who he thought she was ( in his mind ) and that had bred a fear in him that he didn’t matter. How many times had she always been there for him? How many times had she helped him get out of a situation where he needed help? Every time—you couldn’t count it one hand. She was his mother—she loved him and he loved her, but Ezreal threw all of that away because of his insecurities and his fears and his emotional baggage that came from wearing his heart in his sleeve his entire life. The insecurities that he was only there for her image, that eventually he would have become this way because of her instead—

He was wrong. But it was much too late for him to have that revelation.

Those thoughts and those worries didn’t matter to him anymore. Nothing that had involved who he was prior to this really mattered. His so called friends, his mother, his life as a Star Guardian—he’d throw it all away for his new purpose, if he had to. Only one person—one being; the being that had turned him into this—mattered. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t come and see his mother. They were on the same side, now. Perhaps they could fix this after all. And if not, he wouldn’t care; his personality twisted into something sinister and much more dark from the pure, kindhearted boy he used to be. He was warped into something that one thought Ezreal would never become.

The clawed, shadowed hand curled and he pressed his chin against it, resting it against the arm of the seat he sat in, watching her carefully—listening to her carefully despite the eyes that flickered in his shadows, blinking and shifting before settling on her briefly. They closed; the shadowed half just that, now—wispy shadows that moved like a vigorous flame.

“Changed a lot more then that. Why’re you ignoring the elephant in the room? Last I figured, wasn’t this what you wanted? For me to see your side of things? To understand?” There’s a glint in his normal, purple eye—once baby blue in colour and filled with innocence and purity—now darkened and hardened—spiteful and malicious. The pulsating of light in his arm continues before he shakes it rather violently—angry, almost; causing it to stop for now, wrinkling his nose briefly before bringing his attention back to her.

“I over reacted, y’know. I shouldn’t have done what I did—Shouldn’t have avoided you, shouldn’t have been so harsh. I just didn’t get it, Morg—can’t you understand that?” It almost like a half assed apology, the way it comes out. Ezreal rises from his seat and steps towards her, the island the only think between them as he leans forward. He wants her to look at him—To see what he has become; to show her that this is what had happened in his time away. That this is who he was now, regardless of her influence.

“I met someone. Made things real clear about everything. Who I am, how people treat me. Turns out, I’m better off like this. You don’t look so thrilled.” He snorts, tilting his head softly to the side. “I thought you’d like to see me like this. Thought you’d be happy that I’m home, y’know?”

“Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Mom?”

#he’s so vile #𝐏𝐎𝐏⭑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄! — | in character. #withinchains #I’m as morgs tag after work #dark star guardian verse tbt

[amplexadversary]

Okay there are some things I find annoying about IBO but

The bait and switch of "Let's go shopping with the rich girl!" *cut to main cast in a fucking Costco* was really funny.

Especially since I didn't really want to watch the kind of shopping scene they were probably trying to tease the audience with.

*(Obviously it's not specifically a Costco. It's probably based off of a chain in Japan that fills the niche of a discount bulk goods store that vaguely looks like a warehouse. But ''discount bulk goods store that vaguely looks like a warehouse'' is a lot longer and conveys less information.)

#ignore Morg #IBO #Gundam #also yes I am abusing the asterisk to denote both an action description and as a footnote sue me

[theslowesthnery]

magpie-come-east:

I hope it’s alright to reply, but this is really spot on. I love Morgott and Mohg a ton. Personally I see just about every other month some hot take ‘discourse’ that basically goes: “Morgott is ugly and and gross so anyone that finds him attractive is a degenerate”. He’s not ‘niche’. Liking him isn’t ‘odd’. It’s degenerate behavior. And I’m sure it’s worse for Mohg. But I can’t even get tooo deep into fandom spaces for him because I’ll have to wade through defensive jokes about how hate-able he is

wow, i had no idea morgott got that as well - i thought everyone liked him! like i've seen the occasional "lmao why is morgott so popular with women, what do they see in this dirty old hobo" comment but they haven't been like super mean-spirited, mostly just confused. that sucks, i will never understand this need to put someone down for liking a character you personally don't. like why do people care so much that someone likes a character they personally find ugly? how is that any skin off their back? ughhh

and yeah, to like mohg you have to have a pretty thick skin (which i most definitely do not always have) and have to learn to just ignore the shit people are constantly spewing his and your way. morgott at least, regardless of what one thinks about his appearance, is perceived by pretty much everyone as a good, noble, and admirable character, whereas mohg doesn't even have that going for him (and appearance-wise he's even more inhuman-looking and uglier than morgott)

frostfall24:

unfortunately i dont know any mohg-dedicated fics, but rowa berries and royal blood and ageless bond are morg/tarnished fics that both include/are going to include some very loveable mohgs. neither are miq/mohg but they are friendly with eachother in both

thank you for the recommendation, unfortunately canon character x oc (which i consider the tarnished to be) stuff really just...isn't for me. like all the power to people who like and create that stuff, they're awesome, it's just so very much not my cup of tea. and to be completely honest, i just don't want to wade through 50-chapter fics of stuff i'm not interested in for the occasional mention of my fave, especially if mohg's clear canonical love for miquella is going to be erased (and as is the case of ageless bond, if not only is his love for miquella erased, but he's then paired with a woman. i'm not saying mohg can't be bi/pan but if you both erase the love he has for a male character and then also give him a female love interest, i'm gonna be a little 🤨 about it)

also i. i don't really know how to put it into words in a way that makes sense to anyone else, but i don't want mohg and his actions to just be whitewashed - i want there to be conflict between him and morgott, for example, i want mohg to be angry and bitter and vengeful, i want him hating the golden order and wanting it to be destroyed, i just want him and why he is the way he is to be understood and not just waved off with "he's evil because he just is, he was just born that way and has always been that way, that's all there is to it". i want people to try to understand why he turned out the way he did, what things might have happened in his past or how he might've been different from his brother as a child to choose such a completely different path from morgott. i want people to stop assuming that mohg was always the bad child, that mohg is personally responsible for everything bad happening and for him and morgott having gone separate ways, and for their relationship having gone sour. i want people to try to understand why mohg would choose the formless mother besides just "he wants power duh", how the formless mother might be using him for her own means. i want people to stop portraying him as a one-dimensional cruel, uncaring villain who just wants power for power's sake, and who treats everyone - including the people he loves - like shit. and i want people to stop having the solution to the mohg issue to always be "he's evil, kill him". he's just as traumatized and deserving of kindness and understanding and healing and love as morgott, and i want people to have the same compassion and understanding and wish to heal him as they do for morgott.

tl;dr: i don't want the solution to "stop writing mohg as one-dimensionally bad with no nuance and no compassion" to be "sand off every edge of mohg's and erase everything difficult about him"

but i also realize that i don't get to make demands, that people are gonna write what they want to write (as they should), and most people just don't want to write a nuanced mohg. so i'm just gonna sit here and wish that i could write, so i could be the change i want to see in the world ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#elden ring for blacklist

[this-daydream-is-dangerous-13]

AND THE BEST FUCKING THING ABOUT THE AOTY NOMINEES???? NO COUNTRY ALBUMS (or Foo Fighters)!!!!! So I would assume that Taylor has a high chance to get a lot of support from the country branch of the grammy voters. She is beloved right now, so I doubt they would steer away from her, especially after she re-released Speak Now TV this year, too (and man, was it successful!!!). I would assume also that the votes from the other music genre branches might get split between the other girlies, some of which going to Taylor too, so she definitely has higher chances of winning a 4th AOTY making history (or shall I say HERSTORY) as the only person to ever win 4 AOTY grammys. She's on the biggest tour of all time, biggest album debuts of her career in the span of a year, highest grossing concert film of all time, etc, dominating the music industry all throughout the year. IT'S LITERALLY HER YEAR. Even if it's debatable that Midnights might not be her best album (and some refer to it as MID 😒), there's still a high chance she might win.

Also, Morgan Wallen getting glossed over and left with 0 grammy nominations and 0 CMA wins even though he was topping the charts will make the BBMAs look like a joke 🤡🤡🤡🤡when he'll win certain awards over Midnights cause they erased a couple of its first week sales.

Taykarma and tayvoodoo are stronger than ever, and the Universe always works in Taylor's favor, even if that might not seem to be the case sometimes on a surface level.

These are such great, interesting points Anon.

Not gonna lie: was super pleased for all the nominations for women AND no Morg*n or Jas*n Alde*n. (Would have been ok with a Foo Fighters nod, because it was so f*cking brave to have that whole, difficult album about debilitating grief. Dave is a tender-hearted guy and he lost two of his beloved people—Taylor Hawkins and his Mom—within a couple months, plus all his unexplored Kurt grief. Just gutting.)

The nomination landscape does open the door for some fun possibilities:

- in a year that is just overflowing with badass women, have Taylor make HERSTORY, especially with the potential support of her country supporters (and those in other genres), by winning AOTY 4. It doesn’t have to be her best album—I’d argue that two that routinely are called her best have already won AOTY—just the best of the year/of those nominated and it could absolutely be considered that. (Also - Justice for Midnights! It’s terrific.)

- with cross-genre support, we see her finally getting SOTY. It’ll be days before she heads off on the major overseas thrust of the tour no one will ever forget, and an amazing achievement. More HERSTORY.

I guess we will see next weekend if Blondie effectively ignores the BBMAs because of them rigging sh*t against her.

Can’t wait to watch alongside you all.

Thanks for this ask.

[morgberrystreet]

THIS IS MY PINNED POST

I’m Morgan (morg, mo, M, whatev u wanna call me)

she/her/hers. I'm 28 years old in April :)

I have chronic pain so I complain here sometimes (and I have a disability so don’t be surprised if I advocate for others with disabilities).

I’m asexual panromantic and any sexual messages will be ignored bc they make me super uncomfy but I am always looking for friends so send me an ask (or a msg)!!

Some things I like: twenty one pilots & various pop music, song lyrics/band edits/music videos, kind people🤍, disability/advocacy awareness , LGBT advocacy posts, humor &meme text posts, animals/animal videos/tiktoks

anyways I think thats it ok buhbye ily thanks for reading and/or following??

#about me #pinned post #i spent too long editing this

[crippled-peeper]

I don't read your posts at all, bud. Like most people, I spend most of my time contentedly ignoring you. It's just that every couple weeks like fucking clockwork a wave of harassment and abuse and drama rolls through and I have to come check and see who and what the fuck you're lying about now. 'cuz if your goon squad contented themselves with just telling people to kill themselves on anon, that would be easy to deal with. But, like you, they take other people having boundaries as a heinous personal attack. Two and a half goddamn years of this shit, Morg. Because someone said it bothered them when you said people with debilitating mental illness have no real problems, and in response you told them it was directly their fault you were gonna kill yourself and then got furious because they blocked you for that. Two and a half FUCKING years.

stop sending me asks talking like you know me personally when you literally have never spoken A SINGLE WORD to me you INSANE fucking cunt

I literally NEVER have said ppl with mental illnesses “had no real problems” and you would know that if you bothered to read a single fucking post instead of making up a quadriplegic in your head to get mad at

I’m glad I live in your head rent free for 2+ years now and you’re over here acting like that’s normal. That it’s normal to specifically and aggressively hate a random fucking man you have never met, who doesn’t give a fuck about you, and you will never be friends with

TLDR dont fucking talk to me like that, you don’t know me you hysterical whining shrieking shitbag of a person. fucking delete your blog and stop logging on if you literally psychologically cannot cope with the idea physically disabled people have blogs and blog about their disabilities

#look in a mirror you screaming whiny ass dumb bitch #waaaaahhh this man blogs about things that don’t involve me WAAAAWAHHHHHHHH #shit yourself to death you worthless pissbrain

[justyouraverage-simp]

grief// peter parker

pairing: mcu!peter parker x reader (platonic), morgan stark x reader (platonic)

warnings: sad morgan stark, tony starks death

summary: you and peter try to help morgan understand death and grief

 Losing her dad was the hardest thing Y/N has been through. He was her best friend and was there beside her through everything. Sure Y/N lost her mum but she was 4 at the time she can't really remember her or what it felt like, only what Tony had told her.

When she found out her step-mum was pregnant she was originally scared she would no longer have her dad by her side, but she couldn't have been more wrong. Tony was still there for Y/N, obviously he had to split his time now between his two daughters but he loved them both equally. Tony explained to Y/N she will always be his first girl, no one could take that title away from her, not Pepper, not Morgan. No one.

The bond she shared with her step-sister Morgan was extremely special. The age-gap between them was 16 years so everyone assumed they wouldn't spend anytime with each other, that Y/N would just ignore her little sister but they couldn't have been anymore wrong. Y/N and Morgan were attached at the hip and as Morgan grew up Tony immediately noticed traits of Y/N at the age in her. They would spend time out on the docks playing or sneaking into the garage even though Tony had told them both multiple times they weren't allowed in there. It was clear that as Morgan grew up she would not only have one protector in her dad she would also have one in her big sister.

Another person that meant the world to Y/N was Peter Parker. He became very important to her after her dad asked him to help with going against Steve and after that they became very close friends as he was only one year older than Y/N. Unfortunately, he was one of the millions that disappeared during the snap, losing him was hard for Y/N she didn't really know what to do with herself.

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It had been 2 months since they said goodbye to Tony and it hadn't been easy for the three children. It was hardest for Morgan, she was only 4 so didn't really understand where her daddy had gone and why he wasn't coming back, all she did know is that she missed him.

Peter felt guilty, he was with him when he did pass and he also knew Tony felt guilty because he got blipped so he fought to get Peter back. Meeting Morgan was hard for Peter, it was a week after Tony had passed and he was meeting his youngest daughter for the first time. Peter knew that wasn't how he wanted him to meet her but it was just how it was. Peter was Y/N's rock, she felt like she had to put a brave face on for Pepper and Morgan so when she wasn't around them she would break but luckily Peter was always there to pick up the pieces.

"Y/N can you go find your sister please and tell her lunch is ready?" Pepper said as she finished preparing lunch.

"Yeah of course Mum" Y/N replied "Pete you coming?"

Morgan was a creature of habit and would only ever really be in a few places. Either Tony’s garage, the docks or the back garden although she wasn’t allowed on the docks alone so Y/N and Peter checked the garage first although she wasn’t there. 

Y/N and Peter headed into the back garden and heard some quiet sniffles coming from the tent Tony had put up for Morgan so she could play in there. They both walked over and Y/N pulled back the opening to the tent to see Morgan clutching a photo of her and Tony from the day she was born. 

“Oh morg, what’s with the tears?” Y/N said as she sat just outside the tent. 

“Miss daddy” Morgan said as she wiped her tears.

“Oh princess I know you do but I can bet you now he wouldn’t want you to cry so why don’t we wipe those tears and then we can go eat some lunch how does that sound?” Peter said. 

“Y/N why don’t you miss daddy?” Morgan said as she sat in Y/N’s lap.

“I do baby but that’s the thing when someone leaves us some days I won’t really think about it and some days he is all I can think about and that’s okay, you know why?” Y/N said as she held Morgan close.

“Why?” Morgan sniffed

“Because when we lose someone it’s like a huge rollercoaster you can go from being really happy to really sad and you can feel all those but you need to promise me that you won’t go through all that alone okay? If you feel sad I want you to come and find me, Peter or mum and we will help you through it okay ” 

“We love you Morgan, don’t ever forget that okay” Peter said 

“Love you both too” Morgan said.

-

It was the next night and Y/N was putting Morgan to bed whilst Pepper finished up some work. Morgan jumped into her bed and snuggled into her pillow and Y/n tucked her into her duvet. 

“Goodnight Morgan, love you” Y/N said as she went to turn the light off that was on Morgan’s bedside table. 

“Y/N can I ask you a question?”

“Of course” Y/N said as she sat back down 

“Do you think daddy is watching us right now?” 

“Of course he is and he will always be looking over you forever” Y/N said as she pressed a kiss to Morgan’s forehead. Navigating grief is hard enough for anyone especially a child but Morgan was luckily. She had the best big sister ever who would do anything for her.

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[moonlightdancer26]

Severus Snape = Tony Stark

Shit fathers

Didn’t start out with the best line of work (Severus was arguably worse)

Stopped particular line of work and started doing good work

Geniuses their field

Sarcastic bastards

Overlooked trauma

Was blamed for everything until they died

Died saving the world

Has hypocritical, ignorant, one brain cell haters

Has fans that fantasize about them being dads

Both shipped with a snarky rich dude that does magic

Omg I got this ask when I was editing a draft and I only saw “Shit fathers” under their names and I thought you meant that they themselves WERE shit fathers 😭😭 My first two thoughts were “TONY? A SHIT FATHER? WHAT ABOUT MORG-” and “omg Severitus 👀” (then I got confused because I assumed it was a Snape hate ask 💀)

Has hypocritical, ignorant, one brain cell haters

Yeah that sounds about right

Has fans that fantasize about them being dads

I think the beginning of my answer supports that 😭

Both shipped with a snarky rich dude that does magic

I believe we’re all in agreement that Stephen and Lucius are the dilf-iest dilfs to have ever dilfed.

I’ve taken notice of these similarities before, anon, but never have I really put all of them together at once. I try to restrain myself when posting something about two controversial characters from two different fandoms (it kinda feels like I’m piling all the controversy together lol), but I love drawing out comparisons between Tony and Sev, their stans, the characters they’re “pitted against” in canon (for Tony it’s Wanda and ig Steve, for Sev it’s the Marauders) and their stans, and their haters as a whole. Tbh I simply look at all of my faves from every series I love and see the resemblance so out in the open, it’s obvious I have a certain taste in characters lmao.

#there’s too many tags for my just-dealt-with-a-snater ass to handle so i won’t tag anything hehe #ask #asks