#is it so stupid to dream abt a world where i could be that?

[boy-above]

i love my dick even if it doesn't exist, pretending it does is self care i think. just like i started taking care of myself so i look nice for a boyfriend that doesn't exist. imagining what Could be helps me in the present i guess. even though i know it's not going to happen

#i got my teeth fixed and started taking care of myself for a hypothetical boyfriend #i don't think doing any of those things is going to make it More Likely that somebody will love me #because it's just kind of a given that i'm not going to have someone no matter what i do #but taking care of myself makes me feel less silly for imagining it #yknow #the idea of someone being attracted to me. it makes the notion feel a little less ridiculous #and sometimes that's all i need #so in a way i guess despite it being for a hypothetical boy it's still for Me in a way? #makes me feel a little better somehow #wow damn marshal crying in the club tonight #i just wish i had a dick and i wish i had a boyfriend #and i wish nobody would ever see me as anything other than a man #no matter how i looked #is it so bad to want to be cute and pretty and small but still be man? #is it so stupid to dream abt a world where i could be that? #i know it's not happening because the world just isn't meant for people like me #but yknow!! #i do wish i could think about it without feeling like an idiot even in the privacy of my own thoughts #like damn stupid dumbfuck marshal thinking he can be a pretty boy and someone could love him #fuck me i guess lmaooooo #anyway sorry marshal seems to be having a Moment™️ #marshal gets harshal #i guess

[zincbot]

just housed the first 6 episodes of scavengers reign. i'm so fucking upset

#scavengers reign #scavengers reign spoilers #LEVI #ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME #levi's death actually actually made me cry #and azi's reaction was fucking brutal #because! they were just fuckinh learning how to live dammit #god i wish azi had been able to kill that stupid psychic bastard #oh my god #this show is so good but i'm ruined. levi.. #like since ep 1 i was waiting for major character death cause i thought no way are all these mfers getting out of here alive #buti wasn't expecting levi... especially because i was really really intrigued by how their transformation into #a blend of biological and mechanical was going. the way azi softened. the wish to go swimming. #the way that blending with the mold connected levi to the natural world for the first time. made them realize they could be a part of it #the dream they had. where they had biological hands. man. man. I'm literally ruined. i'm so upset #oh also sam died/is abt to die whatever- #i'm Kidding okay it's just that sam's incoming death was a lot longer coming esp with all the environmental clues. #the mimic plant things are such an interesting idea a thing about this show i LOVE is how it shows different flora and fauna interacting #it's so good it's such good speculative biology #sam: literally dying #me: wow this is so interesting #the behaviour of the mimic was very interesting too it returned to try and rebury sam as a priority #very cool #anyway this show rules but WAAAAAA WAAAAA WAAAA

[rose-pearls]

Percy Jackson (series) Masterlist

Welcome to my Percy Jackson Masterlist, requests are open and if you want to have a look at other fandoms you can go right here: Main Masterlist

Luke Castellan

Oneshot:

Early Morning

A secret early morning rendez-vous is crashed by a sleepy Percy.

The perils of love

Being in love with Luke seemed to be a bad idea as you realise that he doesn't seem to be interested. But as you get ready to move on from love entirely your father decides to appear and two people fall for you.

Requests:

Jealous Luke

A Luke x reader where the reader makes Luke jealous

Clarisse La Rue

Oneshot:

Healing one cut at a time

Clarisse first goes to the med bay because she is forced by one of her siblings but the following times are just to see the daughter of Apollo again.

The perils of love

Being in love with Luke seemed to be a bad idea as you realise that he doesn't seem to be interested. But as you get ready to move on from love entirely your father decides to appear and two people fall for you.

Prompts:

Snow on the beach

Cuddling with Clarisse

Requests:

Pride over love

Could I request something for Clarisse x reader? Where reader and Clarisse are cuddling after clarisse get a nightmare and are in a secret relationship. Then the next day word get's out that clarisse was cuddling with someone because of that clarisse breaks up with reader because she doesn't wanna ruin her reputation. You can decided what happens after that! Thank you so much and take your time!

Sweet but deadly

Could request something for clarisse x reader? Where reader is daughter of persphone and she’s sweet and kind but also strong and intimidating and can stand for herself and that’s what clarisse likes abt her

Dare

Basically Clarisse gets dared to get reader to fall in love with her, eventually clarisse wins the dare and get's the money but has caught feeings and doesn't want reader to find out it's all been a bet. someone informs reader of the bet. They fight and break it off. Causing clarisse to get super sad and act ooc. At the end Clarisse finds reader during capture the flag or something and they talk it out.

The daughter of revenge

Clarisse x reader. Where R is daughter of Nemesis? Normally being very quiet and "calm", and, as she is the daughter of the Goddess of Revenge, she helps to take revenge on those who hurt Clarisse, even in games of capture the flag, in a discreet way and they almost never find out it was her. In addition to being extremely good at chess and strategies as well.

Married life

Can I request a clarisse fan fic where she asks you to marry her and what it’s like when you guys are married

Nightmares

Where she get's with reader and her father ends up telling her she's weak in her dream. The next day she trains until she passes out and reader finds her and nurses her back to health. Then just some good ol hurt and comfort!

Stupid crush

Clarisse has a crush on reader but she ends up hurting the reader in previous interactions. It isn't until a game of capture the flag that she is able to explain it all.

Soft Love

Could your possibly write a Clarisse x Hephaestus’s Nb kid reader. Like we’ll make/repair weapons for her, and we weld her flowers with nuts and bolts and cute stuff like that!!

Tragic Love

Clarisse fanfic where the reader is the daughter of Poseidon and there like absolutely in love with eachother like soulmates but then the reader dies during the war and clarisse can’t handle it and dies too like Romeo and Juliet

Mental health

Clarisse x daughter of Athena fic where (tw: sh) the reader has some control issues/is a bit of a control freak and sh to feel in control and clarisse finds out and helps her find some healthier coping mechanisms - Warning: Self-Harm

Percy Jackson

One shots:

Lost without you

As Luke's sister you had only seen the best in him but as the identity of the lightning thief comes to light your whole world breaks down. (Brother!Luke & Sister!reader, Percy Jackson x reader)

#percy jackson x reader #percy series #percy jackson #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse x reader #percy jackson x y/n

[lains-reality]

challenge.

this challenge is to reveal to yourself why you think the world is physical.

i'm sure you've heard a bazillion times "consciousness is the only reality!!" or "you are all" or "you are pure awareness, not the body"

go and SEE it yourself! take a week to stop reading blogs and go and answer:

1. what are the similarities between a dream, visualisation, memory and real world? what's the one constant between them?

2. the world is just me, where can i see the "synchronicity"? (ps. there's nothing to synchronise with bcs no seperation, but words r limited)

3. take your attention away from something, forget abt it and see what happens

4. delete/accept a trait - you are not your character, right? so you are fluid. you're only shy, stupid, funny, etc because you think you are the character. so if you aren't it, see what other trait you could accept

do not try and force any of this. just try it. just decide spontaneously. do it when it feels right. you'll know when it's forcing, you'll find yourself trying to do with the mind.

if you must consume, stop reading blogs this time and read/listen to these rec's

i am that - nisargadatta

wisdom of the masters - for beginners

mooji

** for 'wisdom of the masters' you can also check out the advaita-vedanta, zen buddism, nisargadatta or christian mystic playlist!

the character is not the absolute. dare to challenge the idea that it is.

#lainsreality

[folkloresthings]

northanger abbey , fernando alonso + some sort of hurt / comfort ? perhaps one of them is down abt smth, and the other has to pep talk them into feeling happy again ?? leaving it up to u and ur talent , idk i just feel like this trope works so well w/ him , like he acts all tough but secretly he would just love love making u feel better .. idkkkkkkkk

fernando who’s soft for his s/o and his s/o only

GOOD ENOUGH. ❨ fernando alonso x reader ❩

another job interview, another rejection email. it was like groundhog day — you just weren’t right for any of them. all you needed was a start into the career, something to put on your resumé, a stepping stone to your dream. but the companies were all run by assholes, who all apparently had something personal against you.

arriving home, you drop your bag and coat by the door, slumping into the couch. you felt completely and utterly defeated, with absolutely no motivation to go on. you had given up.

fernando had been in the kitchen when you’d come home, finishing up dinner for both of you. when you hadn’t come straight there to greet him, he’d grown suspicious. sticking his head around the doorframe, he catches sight of you, your head in your hands.

“mi amor…” he murmurs, knowing instantly what was wrong. he’s next to you in a flash, kneeling in front of where you seat, hands tugging your wrists away from your face. “another no?”

the words leaving fernando’s lips only solidify the reality of your day, forcing you to curl into yourself again with a groan, tears pricking at your eyes.

“hey, hey—” fernando could have cursed himself for making it worse. his least favourite thing in the world was seeing you upset, especially at yourself. “it’ll be okay, corazón.”

“they all think i’m so stupid!” you cried, hands dropping to your lap. fernando wastes no time in holding onto them, squeezing gently. “i’m not good enough for anything.”

“stop that,” he says sternly, but his touch is gentle when he wipes under your eyes, palms cupping a cheek each. “don’t talk about yourself like that, okay?”

all teary eyed and pouting, you nod slowly at him.

“you are the most amazing person i know,” fernando whispers, amazed at how you couldn’t see everything he could. “you’re smart and hard—working and so kind, if a company doesn’t want you then it’s their loss. remember what you always tell me?”

“everything happens for a reason,” you mumble at the same time as him. fernando smiles a little, moving to sit up on the couch and pull you into his lap, thumbs smoothing along your hips.

“exactly,” your boyfriend kisses your forehead softly, holding you as close as you’ll let him. “i’m going to plate you up some dinner, we’ll watch whatever you want, and get some sleep. and then, tomorrow, you’ll start fresh.”

you glance up at him, nibbling at your bottom lip. he was sweet, so very sweet that it made your teeth hurt. the best part was — only you got to see this side of him.

“i’ll help you look at some more jobs and prep for the interviews. you’ll go into the next one and try your best, that’s all you can do,” he’s rambling on with one of his pep talks again, and you cut him off with a kiss. “but no matter what, i love you. okay?”

“i love you too, ‘nando,” you murmur against his lips. “thank you.”

“my pleasure, mi amor.”

#🍾 ﹐ becca hits 1k! #🌙 ﹐ drabbles. #formula 1 #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 x reader #fernando alonso x reader #fernando alonso instagram au #fernando alonso drabble #fernando alonso #fernando alonso imagine #fernando alonso blurb

[aresrambles]

A Little Quiet

morpheus x gn!reader - fluff turned implied nsfw, fwb vibes, reader (18+) is in college, morpheus maybe a little ooc, deadlines (1203 words)

a/n: i've been wanting to write smth abt morpheus since finishing s1 but i've hit a writing block. hopefully this gets me going.

Read Part 2 Here

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

"Is this what has been keeping you from me?"

You head shoots up from your desk, startled by the rumbling voice behind you. 

Your head whips around only to met with none other than the King of Dreams and Nightmares, who is seemingly peering at your laptop from over your shoulder. Your cheeks heat up at the sudden proximity between you both, before you hurriedly divert your attention back to the screen, lest he catch sight of your discomposure. In this moment, your room had never felt so confining.

"Hello, Dream." You croak, pretending to scan over that same shitty paragraph you had been stuck on for the last half hour. When he doesn't reply, you carefully continue, acutely aware of the fact that he has yet to move away from you. "What are you doing here?"

"You haven't visited the Dreaming in two nights. You haven't slept at all, in three."

Oh. You had not expected the King of Dreams to have noticed your absence, let alone find you here so he could question it.  The fact of the matter was that the crunch time for this assignment had rolled around far quicker than you had anticipated, resulting in a few all-nighters and barely-there naps that you managed to sprinkle in to prevent hallucinating- though, that last part may be up for debate. Dream of the Endless has never visited you in the waking world, before.

"So now you're here?" You continue, faking casual disinterest.

He pauses at this, suddenly moving away from you. You almost wished you had kept your mouth shut if it meant that he would have remained closer for a while longer. 

"I am simply doing a welfare check. It is a... responsibility I carry."

Despite knowing your place in Dream's life, you couldn't help but deflate at his statement. Of course, he was only here to carry out his duty, nothing more. You fail to see the rigid posture that he adopted; adam's apple bobbing nervously in his throat. 

"Will you be returning any time soon?" He asks somewhat sarcastically, although it feels like an accusation. Where have you been? When are you coming back?

"That's the plan. Just after I submit this stupid paper, and then I could sleep for an eternity."

Dream's fingers twitch, steel gaze redirected to your hands as they mindlessly work to fill the word-count. "An eternity." He hums under his breath, "That is a long time, even for one such as myself." You chuckle in reply to his deep grumbling behind you, and come to realise that his presence has provided you with some sort of inspiration. The words were coming naturally to your brain, flowing through you like some sort of spirit had taken over your body. You silently muse over whether this is Dream's doing, but continue with your assignment nonetheless. Wherever this was coming from, as long as you submit the damn thing and free yourself from this torment, it was fine by you.

He remains silent until the last tap of your keyboard indicates that you had sent off your work, and then swivel around in your chair to face him.

Dream stares back at you owlishly, and it's only then that you begin to process the gravity of his being in your room, perched on the edge of your tiny bed like some sort of well-trained house cat. You force yourself to keep a straight face whilst nervously speaking up, "Well, it seems that I'm done."

"Indeed."

"I can sleep now."

"You can."

Dream does not move from your bed, infact he does not move at all, simply eyeing you as you awkwardly clamber around him and settle down on top of the sheets. You can't help but breathe a sigh of relief as your head hits the pillow, every joint in your body beginning to voice its previous discomfort. The Lord of Dreams simply readjusts his position so that he sits parallel, next to you, making no move to leave.

"Sleep. I will see you soon." He murmurs, eyes not meeting your gaze. You feel the dulcet tones of his voice rumble in your bones, and before you know it, you have succumbed to the seductive call of slumber.

When you awaken, you realise your floral cotton sheets had been traded for a more sophisticated black satin, the bedding seeming to go on for what felt like miles. The sheets wrapped you in a soft cocoon, providing an excellent shelter of warmth and quiet, even in a realm as fantastical as the Dreaming. Despite the dark, gloomy interior of the chamber, it did not feel unwelcoming. Infact, rather the opposite. 

"I find it quite ironic that one who never sleeps would require such an extravagant bedroom." You murmur, turning over to meet his gaze.

Morpheus looks at you in an expression that remains unreadable, bringing his fingers up to skim your cheek. "Welcome back." He utters in a husky whisper, and it's only then that you become aware of how silent it is here. No white noise from your deskfan, no annoying keyboard clicking, no bed creaking under your weight. Just your combined breaths, and perhaps your rapid heartbeat.

His hair is a sultry mess of charcoal, wild and stark against his skin.

His skin.

Porcelain and gauzy, you had never laid eyes on something so touchable and sheer with streaks of desire. Intense eyes, haughtily good-looking, you find yourself unable to tear your gaze away from the man in front of you.

"Do not deprive me of yourself." He commands, casting a soft echo across the chamber, though it is not harsh. "Do not punish yourself by taking leave of this place," Morpheus brings his lips close to yours, barely skimming against them before hovering just left of them. "Do not put such meaningless tasks before me." Goosebumps prick at your skin as you stare at his lips move, aching to close the gap. Every cell in your body was chanting his name, begging for it even. "Do I make myself clear?"

You can only nod, hypnotised by his every movement.

He's tying you down, smiling like a panther in the dim lighting but you cannot see past his pupils; eyes sleek like two pebbles places upon his face.

"Magnificent, you are magnificent." He's fumbling, hot breath tickling your ear. His saliva is said to have contained medicinal properties: numbing. 

You are unable to believe the tales as it seems your skin is scalding; nothing short of aluminium reacting with bromine. How a man who seems so pale and cold, can radiate such a searing heat is beyond you.

You think back to the example of your lab professor had performed back in your last year of high school. She had just burned her index finger and- Agh! Morpheus burns your neck in a similar fashion.

"You are... distracted." He hums. 

"If I don't focus on something else other than what you're doing to me right now, I'm scared I'll combust." He huffs through his nose at this, and you at first think it is annoyance. You are unable to see the smirk that graces his lips as he brings them back down to your neck, before moving them against your skin in languid motions. 

"It matters not. I will retain your attention through ways of my own."

#the sandman #sandman x reader #sandman x y/n #morpheus #lord morpheus #morpheus x reader #sandman netflix #x reader #ares rambles

[wordbunch]

hopeless (Pippin x f!reader) pt. 2

PART ONE HERE

a/n: MY PRECIOUS FLOWERS the fix-it fic is here!!! i'm sorry i made you sad with the first part, but i'm grateful for ALL the love it got, seriously! i hope you enjoy this fluffy piece and that it heals the heartbreak i've caused... please be so kind to reblog, and definitely let me know your thoughts abt it!!!

fsr these lyrics were on my mind as i wrote: yeah i showed up at your party / will you have me? will you love me? / will you kiss me on the porch in front of all your stupid friends? / if you kiss me will it be just like i dreamed it? / will it patch your broken wings? / i’m only 17, i don’t know anything / but i know i miss you

The world was blurry, but felt a touch more kind when [y/n] gradually started coming to her senses, happy to feel a pillow under her head instead of dirt and pebbles. However, she was only slightly scared to fully open her eyes, not knowing what she would be met with after everything that happened… how many days ago? Hours? She could not tell. Her surroundings were quiet, but not eerily quiet, grayish sunlight seeping through a singular window and- someone’s hand enclosed around her own.

Despite the pain and tiredness, her curiosity got the best of her and she finally dared to open her eyes and learn where she was - and apparently who she was with. A small makeshift bed under a window was where she found herself, and Pippin was slumped half on it, half on the floor, one hand folded under his head and another one holding her own. He was facing the direction opposite of her, so he didn’t see when she opened her eyes, but as soon as her free hand went to her side to check for bandages, his head shot up, and he looked simultaneously very awake and very tired.

For a few moments they just stood blinking at each other in confusion, but as soon as he moved slightly in order to inch closer to her, she anxiously gripped his hand.

“Please don’t leave me,” she pleaded with a desperate crack in her voice. Regardless, it was his favorite voice that he had ever heard. He squeezed her hand in return, settling closer so that they were eye to eye with each other.

“Am I dreaming?” Pippin wondered aloud, as he looked her up and down, and then to their joined hands. [y/n] felt her heart swelling. 

“I think not,” she replied, touching the tip of his nose with her finger, “or we both are dreaming. what concoction did you heal me with?” she joked, and he still looked as if he was in a daze. Was she actually awake and talking to him and not removing her hand from his?

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he answered her. “Aragorn was the one who healed you,” he fiddled with her fingers, “I was just- just there. But I can leave you be, now, if you want.”

“I most certainly don’t,” [y/n]  replied, figuring it was finally the time to gather her courage and her feelings and make something out of them, and not wait for another brush with death. “I never want you to go, and I never did, I-I just didn’t know how to say it without risking ruining one of the most precious friendships in my life,” she confessed. “I’m afraid I don’t know how to say anything more beautiful than all those things you told me the other day.” she looked up sheepishly at a very wide-eyed Pippin, whose cheeks were starting to heat up rapidly.

“Y-you remember what I said?” he inquired hesitantly, not sure what kind of answer to prepare for. Sure, he was always an optimist, but did he really think [y/n] would be in love with him? Partially he braced himself for a kind rejection, but the stubborn part of him already went ahead with planning how to perfectly kiss a perfect person. Either way, he couldn’t bring himself to meet her gaze.

“I remember everything you say,” she smiled, resting a hand on his cheek and snapping him out of his spiraling thoughts. “Well, most of it anyway, you can talk a lot,” she chuckled, and he responded with a short, nervous laughter. It was strange to see him, of all people, being tense. “But yes, I remember,” she paused, looking down for a split second before meeting his eyes, “I love you… and you still need to show me the Shire,” she grinned at him, very amused by the absolute shock that was evident on his features. 

“B-but you can go to Rivendell afterwards, or-” Pippin stuttered, as he mentally cursed himself for not being more prepared for that conversation - he’d had quite some time while [y/n] was in a deep sleep - but he always got carried away with his daydreams of living happily ever after by her side. He didn’t consider that any of that might be a real possibility, and for goodness' sake, why was his brain now actively trying to make him reject her first, so that he didn’t have to get heartbroken? 

“I have been to Gondor, I have been to Rivendell, Lórien, all those magical places,” she spoke with a dreamy, faraway look on her face, and he began to think that was the moment in which she would turn him down once and for all. Surely she didn’t romantically love him and she was just being cordial, as per usual. “And they are truly beautiful. But I was never happy in any of them as much as I am with you. Even here, on this terribly uncomfortable bed, even back there after the battle, when I thought I’d never get the chance to tell you that I am in love with you. I have been ever since that one night when we stayed up talking until sunrise and Gandalf looked as though he would end us both.”

At an absolute loss for words, with his face on fire and a racing heartbeat, there was only one thing left for Pippin to do - lean in close enough to press his lips to [y/n]’s, who responded instantly, one hand winding up in his hair. He had no idea what to say to all the heartfelt words she had just spilled, and even less how to properly kiss, which didn’t mean he wasn’t going to give it his all. He thought his heart was going to give out when he felt [y/n] smiling into the kiss, and he pulled away just enough to lean his forehead against hers. 

“I must be the first person ever to leave you speechless,” she joked quietly, brushing her nose against his. “Quite an achievement.”

“I think you said more beautiful things than I did,” he confessed sheepishly.

“Oh, shut up,” she playfully smacked him on the shoulder, making him laugh, finally relaxed. The way she was looking up at him made him weak in the knees.

“Do you want me to speak or do you want me to shut up, then?” he teased back, fighting an urge to crush her in the tightest of hugs but too scared of hurting her already injured side. 

“First, I want you to kiss me again,” she replied, pulling him closer once again, “and then I want you to tell me about all those things you promised to show me when I go to the Shire with you.”

taglist my beloved

@starlady66 @queenmeriadoc @entishramblings @sweetpea-thoughts @thesolarangel @silversword7000 @friendofthefellowshipsnerdblog @averys-place @valkyriepirate @emmaarenstarr @noldorinpainter @asianbutnotjapanese @adamgetawaydriver @fenharel-enaste @ironmandeficiency @starryeyedrogue @dinofromspac3 @wisheduponastar @lady-of-imladris @frodo-cinnamonroll @unethicallypleistocene @deadlymistletoe @suncran @high-sea-husbands @asianbutnoteastasian @aidansloth

#hopeless pt 2 #lotr fanfic #lotr x reader #from my pocketses #lord of the rings fanfiction #lord of the rings x reader #pippin took x reader #pippin x reader #lotr #lord of the rings #lotr fanfiction #lotr imagine #lord of the rings imagine #pippin took

[somebodystoleme]

you know when it's time to go | miya atsumu x reader

summary: you always knew you and atsumu could never be together; you were two worlds apart, and two worlds it will stay

w.c: > 1.0k

a/n: UHH PART 2???? y'all im so sorry abt the request i'm almost done w/ most of them :)))

warnings: cheating, angst, cliffhanger

you know when it's time to go

when you got home from your shift at the coffee shop, it seemed that time had stopped. atsumu's sports jacket laid across the wooden table, you two bought when it was your 19th birthday. but as you take a closer look at it you realize how scratched up it looks, you see the water stains on the time.

you know where atsumu is right now. he's with her. you know he is. as you grab out the wine bottle and pop it open, you can't help to wonder why you are with him to start.

maybe it's cause he stuck with you when you were grounded your whole senior year. you used to have sleepovers with your best friend so you could text him on her phone, smiling constantly. but soon trouble spewed all over everything that was supposed to be perfect.

you first noticed the way he looks at her in sophomore year. she had that personality. you know! that one! the funny one, the happy one, and the one who fakes everything cause that was what she was taught. you on the other hand were completely opposite. while she was out partying with him, you were stuck at home trying to study for your ap exam the next day.

or perhaps maybe it's because when you spent time complaining over your parent's divorce, she was bragging about her new weight. it constantly felt like a competition, it was all a sick game in her head. she knew i was angry. but he wasn't mine, so why should you care?

until senior prom. you dressed up in your finest attire. all your stupid paycheck from that stupid coffee shop you still work at. he wore the black suit he's had since 9th grade. something changed between you two that night. he thought you seemed like an angel underneath the light, you likewise. he kissed you. right underneath that cheap disco.

he was a dream.

his lips were chapped that night, you run your hand over your mouth to maybe have some recognition of that night. nothing. you run cold thinking about miya astumu now.

he would ask you out the next day. and you said yes. but dear god did he make you happy.

you caught astumu cheating on you for the first time last may. your head plopped down on his tough chest. you were watching a thriller and pulled the blanket closer to the both of you. but as the movie kept on going, he kept texting someone. every three minutes he pulled his phone out and his cheesy grin would plaster on.

you were confused at first

angry the second

you grabbed the phone.

it just happen, it felt gravitated towards it, you grabbed it.

you saw the messages and even who it was. atsumu didn't even try to hide it. you scrolled throughout. but what shocked you the most was-

it was from her.

you cry about it, you should've left when that happened. but you didn't. you let him again after the fight. he promised he would cut it off. he said he started going to church. that was the first time you ever saw such panic on his face.

you know he's cheating right now. you check the clock. 2 a.m. he deleted life360 a long time ago.

"it's invasion of privacy!"

"but- atsumu. you cheated on me! don't forget that!"

"i don't care. aurora wouldn't do this."

he said it as if i was the monster- like i forced him to date me. i should've broken up with him then. on sundays, he would tell he was going to church. but now that i think about it, he's never once told me anything about it.

the door opens.

it's atsumu thinking i'm about to start begging for him to tell him what's wrong. but i'm not.

"atsumu."

"y/n."

"let's end this."

"what."

"whatever sick game you and aurora are playing let's stop it."

"why? why would you leave. i gave you everything."

i turned around to face him, "atsumu- or should i say miya now? i know you and her are fucking behind my back. i didn't know church lasted till 2 a.m?"

"y/n. i can't do this again. i love you so much! why don't you see this? are you crazy or something?"

"i'm not crazy! i'm just sick of waiting for you to change! you never showed any sign of change; just lies, lies, lies! i'm sick." i grab my phone off the wooden table and my cardigan.

"goodbye atsumu."

#atsumu #atsumu angst #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu #angst #atsumu miya #hq #hq x reader #haikyuu angst #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you

[fatuismooches]

SLIDES SHADES ON, KICKS DOOR DOWN AND FALL ONTO YOUR FLOOR, GUESS WHOS BACKKK!;!!;

🌕💗!!!!

BUT AHHHHHFHDH LATIN DOTTORE STILL MAKJNG ME LOSE MY SHIT

and so many of the other posts that i was binginf just now too oh em GEEEEEEE, specifically fragile/coma reader comjng back to sumeru and all that AHHFHEHHHH

ANF ALSO I CANT BELIEVE U REMEMBERED ABT MT EXAMS AND STUFF 😭💗 i got my results recently!! A* EEEKFK back on the grind tho unfortunately

also rlly rlly thinking bout dottore randomly giving fragile reader academic/research-y things to do cus he knows they crave and miss the days where they could get on wit their stuff YKKK??

also omg sometimes i’m scared to like send any kind of brainrot in cus what if someone else has said a similar thing AND AHHDHH

but yea also thinkjng bout tutor zandik + akademiya reader MNNNFFNF

ALSO ZANDIK X POET READER i feel like zandik from like the akademiya days wojld be all poetry’s stupid 🫤 but like one day findinf readers lil poetry notebook whilst tryna find his own research in their dorm and flipping through and finding it littered with references to cerulean blue locks and vermillion irises..and maybe just maybe, poetry isn’t so bad after all

smooches i’ve missed bombarding ur inbox

SMOOCHESSSS :( <33333

🌕 ANONNNN AHHH IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm so glad you've been doing well, congrats on your exams!! I'm glad your hard work paid off, such a scholar 😍 But you better not overwork yourself that hard again! ALSO. DON'T BE AFRAID TO SEND ANYTHING IN!! I LOVE!! hearing what you have to say okay?? Ily 🌕 anon!! PLEASE BOMBARD MY INBOX. I LOVE IT.

HAHAHA it seems like a ton of Dottore brainrot has been infiltrating your brain huh 😅 Dottie speaking Latin really revolutionized ours brains hngg bUT WAIT I LOVE YOUR IDEA. THAT'S SO CUTE. Oh my gosh newdndow how do I phrase this. He knows you still have a love of knowledge and other things you used to be so into :( But nowadays it's died down since you don't think you're cut out for that stuff anymore, even though you miss it. Dottore being the one who respects and acknowledges your intelligence the most would not let you think that way! He'll let you indulge in as much knowledge as you want to. It's far better here anyway, with no restrictions. He'll even let you sit on his lap while you flip through his notes and try to analyze them. Okay and bear with me, this sounds strange but he would make up fake scenarios/brain teasers for you, and these would be PAGES long and you'd have to figure out the answer and report back to him 😭

Also made me think of this angsty af scenario of the day you officially got kicked out from the Akademiya... The sages and profs were so unsympathetic with your condition despite multiple proofs and notes of it being real... no matter how much you begged and sobbed, they refused to accommodate you and revoked your position in the school. Yes, it could be absolutely freaking brutal in there with the workload of assignments and all, on top of your illness too, but you still had dreams. Dreams that you were working so, so hard to pursue... you were trying your best, why couldn't they work with you? You go back to your room to try and pack since they want you out but your stuff just ends up strewn on the floor while you cry. When Zandik comes back you don't even bother hiding your tears or the reason behind them. You can see he's absolutely furious and about to let pure foulness leave his mouth but you interrupt him with a few simple words - "Zandik, just hold me, please." You don't want to hear any words at this moment, because you know nothing will be alright, but at least his touch grounds whatever is left of you to this world.

Okay moving on... Nah I need tutor Zandik. If he saw my dumb ahh while doing math... gone 😭 HEHE I love this trope... i can imagine initially being very serious about trying to learn. But then their tutor is this cutie? Welp, all of that going down the drain. Though, I think it would be pretty sweet if reader ends up learning anyway. Because the professor's way of teaching is so outdated or simply doesn't work for you but somehow when Zandik explains it you're like ?? oh! That's so much simpler! Another possibility - reader purposely flunking so they can get assigned to Zandik for tutoring 🤭 Bro would be flabbergasted that you're wasting both his and your time... because you thought he was... c-cute? Disgusting.

YEAAAA I ADORE DOT AND POET READER I THINK IT'S SOOO ROMANTIC 😭❤️ lmao yea that man would think poetry/non-academic writing is sooo boring like why would you even waste your time on that 😒 You gave up LONG ago trying to convince him why you love it so much but all of a sudden he becomes a teensy more receptive to it... i wonder why? Totally not because he freaking read every single one of your poems, from the serious to silly ones, most definitely not because he found one named after him with a bunch of sweet references... he doesn't care but they were not that bad... he guesses.

#smooches talks #🌕 anon #fragile reader <3 #dottore love notes <3 #in my head i call you “moonie anon” 😭😭❤️ #AHHHHWDEDE U INSPIRED SO MUCH BRAINROT ILYYYY #ur dottore brainrots r always so good i love them

[xx-vergil-xx]

hey hi <3 loving the snippets of your original writing!! i'm intrigued by the strangely structured novel. can we see JOURNAL ENTRIES?

hope you're keeping well!

hello howdy!! thank u so much! and well wishes to you too friend <3

a bit from JOURNAL ENTRIES — i’m gonna link this post where i talk abt the structure some so u have like a modicum of context, but these are the journals of a lit. studies doctorate attempting to untangle an old book with a second hidden meaning under its facade

thanks very much for the ask my friend !! <3

FEB. 12

Was it like this before? Am having the dream again. R not helping much. Supposed to. Lark might have better. Wish he’d visit but also wish he wouldn’t. Get what I want and don’t get what I want. Ordering in is starting to rack up bills. Will have to foray into the world. Bodega has the good chips, the salsa verde ones. I will arm myself with two coats and dark glasses. Maybe they’ll think I’m famous. Need to finish this stupid fucking book. And then. And then?

FEB. 25

Today was a long day finished annotations on IV but at cost. Persistent cold spot at the small of my back. Called Lark he turned taciturn (thinking thinking dial-up almost audible) then recited the litany of sleep and sun which is the sort of uselessly useful advice that makes me loathe him sometimes.

MARCH 3

Peering in the [cloister] [class] [chamber] of boys and men what is it in this insular/sprawling world which is compelling? To want and to want to become are not so different love and assimilation and is love’s expression homogeneity or disparity? Witten becoming storyteller in imitation see there’s this pull towards pictures and senses is it because he’s trying to make and expel a lost voice or is it because that is how we see the world? Lover lover lover. Linguistics. Good word lover smooth in the mouth (river rocks) and a hum on the teeth and the lower lip does the shape of the word generate the sense of feeling rightness or does it feel right because of its meaning and signification back-influencing an understanding of the word whatever were my shoulders a little broader or my body a little narrower I could count myself king of infinite space. The complexity masquerading as simplicity? The object of feminine self has been so distressed with commodity it can’t just be? Thoughts crisp and clear but expression sloppy. That’s what Dr. K always said ‘you have it so inside but it doesn’t survive the crossing somethings what I see in your work is interiority struggling into the sun’ he was always such a fucking poet about it.

#writing #fiction #who knows! #i love writing this person because i just project madly onto her #and also there’s no constraints of writing something with the intent to be read? #like she’s writing in a diary and so there’s not the bordering force of other viewers (to her anyway) #so it’s very liberating kinda #vergil says hello #vergil says things #thanks for stopping by <3 #<3 <3 <3

[rokkenjimaisland]

been talking abt it with a friend today so i'm curious how people interpret the metaverse and also the forgeries from a more mystery/real world angle etc. long (oops) so i'm cutting it

for example: i don't think the metaverse debates (i.e. parlor scenes) feature in the forgeries, by which i mean forgery = the in-universe stories sayo and tohya write. i also don't think ange features much in the forgeries either, tohya writing ange dying the gruesome death that she does in ep4 doesn't really make sense to me. nor does tohya having ange feature in ep7 the way that she does make sense to me either. also he obviously couldn't interpret anything from maria's diary so that means all of the maria sections in ep4 have to be explained through ange.

my friend n i were discussing it and sort of agreed that ep3 is like where ange starts to insert herself into the stories. girl is HIGHLIGHTING and UNDERLINING and writing "STUPID ONII-CHAN" in her printed copy of ep3 and that's how she features in the meta elements. and as she begins to sort of explode and unravel the truth she continues to slip and insert herself into the stories that ikuko and tohya publish. i know i just said she was highlighting and stuff but this doesn't necessarily have to be via annotating but rather mentally. i just think it is funny to imagine her going ham with a highlighter like "HE WOULD NOT FUCKING SAY THAT!!!!"

ep7 could easily just be a secret copy that ikuko gives ange without tohya's permission because i don't think he would ever publish something like that; this could also be why featherine features so strongly as an antagonist in ep7 for both BATTLER and ange, because maybe ikuko went behind tohya's back and gave the book that he intended to be a pure dream for the dead sayo to ange so she could learn the truth about what happened, and of course ange would instinctively hate the person who tells her that her parents killed everyone. and i don't really think that tohya would write the woman who took him in/his roommate as like an evil witch who is on purpose getting in the way of ange finding happiness. (parallels of ikuko to beato's role in ep8 go here?)

finally, i don't think of ep8 as an in-universe story at all, except maybe perhaps it could be a story ange writes for herself in her journal that then leads to her realizing how much she loves writing and wishing to share her heart with people as a children's book author. i guess this could also explain why the gameboard in this one features a child ange and why this translates to her wanting to write books for children. TT_TT

i'm beginning to ramble but tl;dr i think anything metaverse could maybe be explained by someone "alive" injecting themselves into the stories already written. this could be tohya reading ep1 and ep2 for the first time and struggling with the thoughts of battler resurfacing. i think the only episode that is actually a perfect 1 to 1 of a forgery is ep1. other than that, the forgeries and the episodes are not the same.

curious to see what other people think ^^ if i've made a post like this before mb i just feel like my interpretation is always shifting with this stuff so it's fun to hear what other people have to say about it too.

i also keep seeing people making comments about how they're mad that all the episodes are just in-universe stories and so i thought to myself "do these people really think that everything in the episodes was 100% written down on paper as a story?" because i don't think that at all

ik i said this at the beginning of the post but bear in mind also this is me asking from a real world pov/mystery pov not a fantasy one.

#red truth #meta #umineko spoilers #theories #idk why i made a meta and theories tag when the two are kind of the same but watever. #ive had this blog since 2017? tags are gonna be redundant sometimes.

[ranhaitanisgf]

RIGHT?! PLEASE! GIVE MY QUEEN YUZUHA SOME LOVE OMG her and senju fr. yeah,, senju was a part of the tragedy that was draken's death butdjdjjd she's what. 16? barely in high school. immature. naive. we've all done stupid, naive fck-ups when we were teens; we're human esp. at that age lmao (not defending her or attacking her. like pls djsjd she's my other badass queen! *fans self* thats my daughter! just stating facts). plus takeomi was all she had and she had a simple, pure dream of leading a cool gang like mikey's toman. the fact she was sorry for everything and felt remorse and took control of her gang when takeomi lost his cool. yooo! maturity! character progression! go queen! she wanted to make things right. she apologized to haruchiyo even if he didnt take it.

eh whoops! meant for this to be about my queen yuzuha loml aaaaa she is so strong and amazing and brave and silly and pretty and kind anddjsjsj hhhhhhh heart eyes fr. i could go on but then i'd run out of room lol i already went a bit on a senju tangent

*sighs* senju's and yuzuha's characters have so much to unpack omgg i love them sm fr aaaa

i feel like i am gonna get attacked esp. for the senju bits butfjdjd i saw one of the asks u answered talking about the lack of yuzuha talk and get super passionate (likedjsjd yesss! where are you, yuzuha fans ?? plssss djsjsj sniffles) and then i remembered some of urs??? i think urs?? asks about senju. andxjsjd BUT MOMMA DDIDNTBNRAISE A BITCH!!!! SO IM DOING THOS OFF ANON!

UR LITERALLY RIGHT ON THE MARK !!! when you think about it , you really do have to remember that all of the characters in the past are just kids , ofc they’re gonna be doing stupid things !! ofc senju made mistakes , what kind of teenager doesn’t ??? the big thing i love abt her character is that she owned up to it and took ownership of her own mistakes !! takeomi on the other hand … actually LET ME NOT EVEN GET INTO THAT 😭😭😭

& YUZUHA AHHH !!! honestly like i just love her overall character sooo much and i feel like she deserves her own spin off or something !! bc how did she learn to do the kind of kick she did w inui ? what’s her life like ? how is her life after everything that went down during the bd arc ? she’s suchhh a complex character and so interesting and she was such a great addition to the bd arc !! and then she just never appeared again . >:|

honestly though i just feel like in general we need a spin off abt all the tr girls , they just did not get enough screen time !! plus they have little interactions, but we need to see more of their little friendships !! yuzuha and senju have no canon interactions BUT i feel like they r bsfs . and hina and emma’s friendship is so cute and we only got to see so little of it !! emma literally helped hina get back w mitchy and we only got scraps of their friendship which just aggghhh . I NEED MORE .

(zont be afraid to speak ur truth abt the girls IF ANYBODY SAYS ANYTHING i will have words w them bc I AGREE W U WHOLEHEARTEDLY they literally deserve the world & SENJU DOESNT DESERVE THE HATE . where r all the senju lovers from when everybody thought she was a guy hmmmm ???? riddle me this tokyo revengers fandom … u don’t support senju but you support bonten trio , kanto mikey and izana ? oh you don’t have anything to say ? yeah that’s what i thought . 😘☝🏽)

[amisoma]

a great detective never dies(bsd ranpoe ff from my notes app that i wrote at 3am)

*Cling cling cling cling* it was raining the rain's droplets making a clinging noise as it hit my window still Yokohama's pink skyline that filled me with joy hope and looked childlike seemed to have crumbled like a teenager who just saw the world for the first I hadn't seen rain like this since I was a child in america trying to convince himself he hadn't killed a man * the rain was not the type lovers embraced after being seperated by war. not the type where children went out and made paper boats to celebrate peace just nothing I've never been one of religion but if I were would I say the heavens weeped with me that day but now the heaven weeps for the enemy it can't be any other way right? Why would they take anyone who who hasn't done anything wrong or despicable

*Cling cling cling cling * it was a odd cling not of my typewriter but of my partner in crime my partner in crime of hope her usual bossy attitude and pitter patter didn't suit it .

I wonder for how long we looked into the rain not a single word said but a thousand exchanged it was over the war was over they had defeated the enemy they are coming home yet i couldn't understand why did she look so gloom

If ranpo we're here he would call me stupid for being afraid of asking her that and ask her that to her face for me . If ranpo were here we'd have a laugh over it then I'll make some sweets if ranpo was here id scold him for being so rash if ranpo was here that's when it hit me

We had won They had won But no one could come home anymore

I looked at lucy as fast as I could my vision becoming hazy it all made sense now why she wasn't laughing or being bossy my partner in hope she was lost to the rain her eyes as soaked as the winners estate and as the losers mother "lucy"

She looked over at me her green eyes they reminded me of him so much "no no u can't be serious " her eyes reminded me so much of the day he showed up on my doorstep a wanted man for he known as a terrorist now

I still remember the relief I felt that day it felt like I was in paradise i remember clinching his blood torn coat his soaking hair Till I could memorise each strand "i rly thought u were done for" "Are u stupid Ed do u think a great detective such as me dies this easy"

-

i clenched her hand as we entered the building where once my beloved stood remebaring its scent as times we're good when it smelled of sweet vanilla and air freshner

The agency building was nothing like the sweet vanilla it smelled of before or the air freshner just bitter dreams and hopes i wanted to comfort the girl holding my hand so badly

What could i tell her? All I could do was breath i wanted to tell her how it would get better or how they were in peace now but it hurt every time i thought of him it felt as if heaven had struck me by itself killing my soul over and over again but never letting it die was what i did wrong? If I were in the battlefield would he have lived or would we both perish

I wish I could say ranpo wouldn't want me to be like or he would be with me but to be Frank how can I sum a person as extraordinary as him in just a few words . i squeezed Lucy's hand "A great detective never dies" "Why are u telling me this" " How can a great detective die when ur thinking of one with ur every breath " I looked at lucy knowing who she was thinking of the kind white haired boy from the agency ranpo often joked abt him being his horse "a great detective never die's" Even for a little I think I saw a glimpse of her past self before the war the hopeful lad who once dreamed of her beloved whom she could never tell the right words to

i inhaled as i looked at the bare office repeating the words i knew weren't true "a great detective never dies"

#ranpoe #bsd #bungou stray dogs #ranpo edogawa #bsd ranpo #bsd fanfic #ranpoe fanfic #lucy bsd #a random s5 anxiety fic out of the early grave

[ariesbilly]

Thinking abt how fp never thought he'd graduate and when he was failing classes he'd oscillate between embarrassment and stress when he could see his only dream of going to college going up in smoke and then total apathy and shame and anger where he'd think of course he wasn't graduating of course he was never going to college why should he even try he'd never amount to anything etc etc why should he even show up to classes anymore it's all bullshit etc.... And it felt like everything in the world was conspiring to hold him back between his home life and his learning difficulties and the way teachers treated him and his finances and his dad wanting him to join the gang... And he tried to protect himself by acting like he didn't care but inside he just wanted to be like everyone else and do okay in school not even good just okay.....😭 He thought he was so stupid and he was so mean to himself and he'd stay up late at night dreaming about college but simultaneously beating himself up for having those dreams and missing classes and suffering through tests and struggling through homework even when he tried his best and part of him wanted to prove everyone wrong including himself but he didn't think that would ever happen.... And after all the stress and all the failures and all the times he gave up and fred reading his English books to him and staying up late at night studying with him before exams and all the preparation and embarrassment and stress and shame and hard hard hard work (and a little bit of cheating) he finally gets his marks back and finds out he's going to graduate 🥺🥺🥺💖

And the little bit of cheating jdjdjdndn Gladys scored him some answer sheets I know she did but it still requires skill to not get caught!

#briana answers things

[batsinurbelfrey]

15 questions, 15 people  

thank you for the tag @18minutemajor !! sorry i fucken forgot abt it till just now LMFAO, Q4 amiright 

nickname: “M” depending on when and how you met me lol thats abt it

sign: Aries 

height: 5 ft 10 [or 9? it changes drs appt to drs appt LOL thats on bad posture ig] 

last thing i googled: “welding torch canister” [needed to make sure i had the right thing in mind, for reasons] 

song stuck in my head: I have music On like 20hrs of the day because of the ADHDemons, so things rarely get “stuck” in my head, because im throwing constant stimuli at it LOL, but Stupid For You by Waterparks is on right this moment does that count? 

amount of sleep: we don’t Know Her

dream job: im happy with what im doing now, but maybe if i had to pick something, if i could live in a world where i had better Health, id go back and chase the chance i had to drop out of high school and be a tour photographer LOL

wearing: black leggings, bad omens shirt, MCR hoodie

movies/books that summarize you: Id die for The Sandman comics is that the answer this question is asking? or is it like...... things that Are You-? like movies or books that SUMMARIZE ur life- ? kuz then maybe Lady Bird...?

favorite song: OF ALL TIME----? BRUH???? UH--- Sleep by MCR.,... Or Crawl by Bad Omens....or Septembers Children by Rise Against or---

instrument: Was always too poor to learn anything, but i dreamed of learning to play piano a lot as a kid. 

aesthetic: The “Goth One” at Gay Brunch. Or the crusty band alt bastard who just woke up at the bottom of the pit and stumbled home LOL

favorite author: Neil Gaiman since i was like, 12. Got his words tattooed on my body too. 

random fun fact: All through highschool I used to go to concerts and parties and just, Make up a fake identity. I was Always someone visiting home on a break from their freshman year of college, but the name and degree and school always changed. NO idea why i did it but it Was fun to cosplay other lives for a night ig lol

tagging: WELP!!! K and i have like,,, all the same mutuals more or less LOL, soooo--- i’ll tag anyone who wants to. and maybe @swiss-army-fangirl again because fuck you < 3  and also @anxsity , @murdereyesnicky, and @ijustlovehockey for good measure! 

#tag game #personal

[arecipeforfeels]

Got high and decided I’m watching ca:tws so be ready for incoherence:

Marvel movies used to MEAN SOMETHING

They did however always live in the pocket of the military

I don’t care I would eat this movie if I could

They were so insane for it and they had to do civil war as the worlds worst no homo ever

HE DOESNT HAVE ANYONE AROUND THAT SHARES HIS EXPERIENCE COS HES LOST IN TIME

THE WHOLE MOVIE IS HIM BEING UNSUCCESSFULLY SET UP ON DATES

I hate everything

I also am not immune to an action sequence and some fun music….

Also it is very impressive how violent they can make these movies and completely get away with it if there’s no blood splatter

Bad guys r French, more at 10

I took a kickboxing class in like 2013 bc I thought black widow was hot and wanted to also be hot

(Sidenote, I also played basketball for five years bc of high school musical. I have never had an original thought in my life)

FIGHT SCENE NUMBER TWOOOOO

This is an iconic one cos it’s the one where he puts his shield on his back to fight for Even Footing (and also ON VA VOIR U WILL ALWAYS B FAMOUS)

people went so bonkers for that

Tag urself Im the giant harddrive

Okay goofiest admission ever: in this movie there’s a bunch of time spent in this one big building that’s supposedly located in dc. But it’s got this big giant atrium with a huge high steel and glass ceiling, and at some point during this movie someone hits it or crashes through it or shoots it. And every time I hear the words “glass ceiling” I think of this fuckin movie

CHEKHOVS ELEVATOR

“Wow yayyyyyyy war machiiiiiiime!! For sEcUriTy”

US Army wet dream while still trying to keep Cap there as a voice of reason

It’s a fascinating dichotomy

Air and spase! Museum (great night at the museum 3 reference)

Also I cannot believe he goes to his own fuckin exhibit

...actually upon reflection I too would go to my own exhibit

The endgame revisionism of him going back in time is soooooo stupid she does not exist to me

It’s such character assassination of everyone involved

(I don’t care, I say caringly, as I care deeply)

I also had (had??) a massive crush on Hailey atwell

Robert Redford is here

Weird joke about Algerians and the French

THERE IS AN ACTUAL COMPELLING CONVERSATION ABOUT PTSD

This movie is also a Chevy ad

Also I remember seeing the big SUVs in this movie and being like “damn those are tanks” they are also nothing compared to what’s out there now

This movie also feels so much more grounded in actual life

Like we talk abt all the CGI coming in later movies, this one feels gritty in comparison, on simply a mechanical level

Speed tour of dc

We have reached the civilian casualty stage of the movie

I can’t imagine how much money Samuel L Jackson has made off these movies

THE CAR FLIP SHOT W BUCKY IIIIIIIIII (editors note: this is where the coherence begins to go downhill. You can sense the trend)

god this movie

THE SHIELD CATCH IM EATING MY SHOES

Elevator scene lets fuckin goooooooooo

Let’s GOOOOOOOO

the tension build is so good

Everyone say thank u Steve rogers for breaking the glass ceiling

This movie is also an apple ad…2014

GUY WHO FULLY HITS ON STEVE AT THE APPLE STORE

Look the fuckin Natasha Steve bromance in this is lovely

Buddy comedy

I will say this was such a moment for the MCU, the hydra reveal

Esp cos like agents of shield was in its heyday etc etc

2014 sure was a time

This man [Toby Jones] has been so comically typecast forever

OPERATION PAPERCLIP CASUAL NAMEDROP

god

This is so fascinating to me Bc it’s like “Here is how we revisionize the United States’ history of interfering in coups etc etc it was bad guys in the government doing it etc etc”

“What we need to to is get back to the good government”

Sam Wilson the man that you are

Bucky shows up at any time in this fucking movie and I start barking

I am also always thinking of the “we shot him in ze legs” vine

This is my Roman Empire

“I knew him” oooouuuuugggHHHH

RIP Stan Lee

Bucky yeets a guy into a jet engine and by god does he look good doing it

This stupid movie (editors’s note: caught in a miasma of 2014)

#party speaks #catws #i think its been at least 5-7 yrs since i've seen that movie #i haven't watched a marvel movie in almost that long #huh