#like this is turning into smth else entirely but MAN. he would like. CONSISTENTLY tell us

[my-shining-sun]

list of things about this movie that i can’t get out of my head or scream enough about to my partner:

please look at carlo’s little scooter!! because it gets put away up in the attic after he dies :’)

carlo is a bright young artist who really likes filling in the sky! that, or his favourite colour is blue. you can see at least four of his pieces in his shared bedroom with geppetto. three of them are pinned to his wall (the last being on geppetto’s), one of which depicts a smiling sun identical to the smiling suns that become pinocchio’s signature. it’s still there, years later, right where pinocchio would be able to see it as he turns over in his bed on his first night alive.

there’s this little hop-skip-step carlo does that is just. such little kid movement. it only happens two times (once as he’s being gifted his schoolbook and another time as he’s entering the church) but it’s so consistent in how they animate it?? god. i love stop-motion!!

the way carlo’s pinecone flies out of the church and is the only thing that survives its bombing (intact) is visually echoed later by pinocchio, when he flies out of the fascist youth camp and is the only person we see that survives that bombing (intact)

LOOK AT SEBASTIAN’S CUTE WALNUT SHELL BED. now look at the framed picture by his lantern because it gets replaced in the epilogue with a lovingly crafted portrait of his joyfully smiling/laughing family...all of which is in pinocchio’s heart...[weeps]

haha, you know what else geppetto couldn’t stand to tuck away for years in his heartache despite his home being so barren of a child’s frivolity compared to how it looked in the film’s beginning? carlo’s scarf (and we know it’s his because it’s. literally the same prop)

during the i came to church scene, where the townsfolk are spitting their scorn at pinocchio after he tells his first lie, you can hear geppetto defending him as he pulls him into his side: “no no no, no, he’s harmless!”

geppetto never stopped being a parent and it’s made so clear in the little instinctive motions and things he does. the way he answers pinocchio’s questions despite being so very overwhelmed; the way his entire being softens when he sees pinocchio curled up in the storage space; the way he makes to catch him and eventually does catch him when he staggers over his own feet; and more...it doesn’t make him a real parent, not in the way pinocchio has always been a real boy, but the care and love and innate inclination for it never left...he just needed to break in those shoes again

you ever think about how much cleaning geppetto (with pinocchio’s help, i’m sure) would’ve had to do on that first night? childproofing by way of finally throwing out those empty bottles, of actually tidying up and putting away the breakables (and mementos)

the fact that nearly all the songs in this film were also leitmotifs except ciao papa, because the composer explicitly wanted to leave that melody untouched and especial. just for pinocchio and geppetto. i’m going to riot

spazzatura being so casually tactile with geppetto even after only meeting him for the second time will forever live in my head rent-free...they’ll be patting or touching or holding onto that old man (THEY GAVE HIM A LITTLE KISS ON THE HEAD!!) and that old man will just let them! what the hell! my fucking heart!! it’s probably smth carried over from being all over volpe but it’s just. so sweet to see with geppetto instead [sobs]

every single time geppetto runs his thumb over pinocchio’s cheek or the back of his head, i burst into tears (even when i don’t have tears to burst into)

the storybook we see pinocchio handle in the epilogue is the same one geppetto used to read to carlo and. the way everything is set as we see him open it. he absolutely reads these stories aloud to his papa and spazzatura and sebastian by the hearth...and his signature is so beloved that it’s even framed and placed smackdab in the middle atop the fireplace! the centrepiece!! i canNOT deal with this movie AUGHH

pinocchio gives tulips to everyone! including carlo <3

#gdt pinocchio #guillermo del toro's pinocchio #i was going to be so cruel and add pictures to every detail #but that would take a lot of time....and a lot of space ksdfjlkdf this post is already long enough #i wanted to take more smaller screencaps to bring attention to the things i noticed but it's such a beautiful film #and tumblr makes images in text posts so ugly these days :') #i'm sure these things have already been spotted or talked about before...but i want to gush about them toooo #let's take ibuprofen together.png #will there be a part 2 to this? mayhaps.....but for now...i return to weeping #repost because this isn't showing up in the tags and filthy human i am i need some form of engagement lkdsfjk #[shakes tumblr staff in a jar] why is your tags system fucked up all of a sudden #long post/ #gushing.text

[dreamsafterhours]

college boyfriend!markhyuk au series: III (donghyuk's pathway)

a universe in which roommates!markhyuk meet each other's s/o in class

markhyuk are roommates, my/n and dy/n are roommates, mark and dy/n take classes together and so do donghyuk and my/n — how will their fates intertwine?

genre: fluff pairings: mark+my/n (fem), donghyuk+dy/n (fem), platonic!mark+dy/n, platonic!donghyuk+my/n format: dotpoint AU universe: non idol, college bf warning: some swearing

masterlist

or click here to meet your soulmate, eng lit!mark!

II ⇤ | III | ⇥ IV

III: 별빛이 내린다 샤라랄라랄라라 (2+2=4)

the meeting of two souls: donghyuk & dy/n

welcome! back and to the next part

in which things actually happen! yay

so. up until this point

it’s been quite obvious i hope

that this is the one where The Soulmates Meet™

and this one right here is the one where donghyuk meets his future wifenew best (not) friend

dammit this is a set plot with SET relationships

yeah

major spoilers for future parts but hey :) y’all know it i know it let’s just.

let’s get to it!!

that day you accidentally sleep in after a late night and walk into your lecture looking pretty trashier than you would normally a few weeks into the first sem and you’re already tired it’s okay bby aww

and mark suggests skipping the next lecture and going for coffee instead

you’re like ok lmfao free coffee for me yay thanks marcus i owe you one

and to make up for the lecture he suggests he join you and your roommate with his own roommate in the library later that day to study the material you’d missed out on

so you’re like sweet study group hell yeah and apparently his roommate is also in biomed like your roommate? hey they might get along pretty well it’d be nice to have roommates in the same faculty hey

little do you know you little cutie you uwu

mark takes you to a cafe to buy you your favourite drink and a croissant bc you skipped breakfast again and he cares about his friends ok plus he was eyeing that donut next to the savoury menu in the glass cabinet and he would have felt bad if he got something to eat and you didn’t

you sit down, sipping your drink at the window seats and wishing your fatigue away

laughing with mark about what you slept so late for

my/n had been ranting about her love life again or perhaps lack thereof,,

don’t worry tho

after you’d gotten her to sleep, you’d gotten major feels for an essay question that you’d been tasked with due in a week but you hadn’t touched it until last night

staring at the prompt for at least half an hour trying to get your head around it and wondering what the hell you’d write about

but like they say

starting is half of it

so when you start spinning your words and getting into the writing mood

you accidentally wrote an entire draft without realising

albeit being full of loose ends and points you need to refine, etc., it was a decent body of work that you’d tackle for a few more nights before turning in

a skeleton, you’d called it

“a skeleton?”

“yeah. next thing i need to do is.. flesh it out”

“.. literally”

cue mark’s small pause

/inhale/

/MANIACAL LAUGHTER/

you know how mark’s laugh is very how do i put this into words hm dictated

you can HEAR each HA and they’re separate syllables yet sometimes they can vary in tone and length right it’s usually the more consistent HAs before he kinda loses it and starts throwing himself around

it was that laugh

honestly man finds everything funny his laughing threshold seems so low

and no matter how unfunny you are he WILL laugh at anything you say

and you’ve been doing it a lot lately

you could say literally any random thing and he’d already be ready to laugh (see Figure 1.1)

Figure 1.1

you: /snort/

mark, already giggling: “what”

you, still sniggering: /touches his elbow/ “arm knee”

mark: /inhale/ gotta live and breathe that oxygen

mark: HAHAHAHAhahAhaHAHAhahAhHa (decrescendo.. cRESCENDO)

^ that but looped, with intermittent slaps to your arm

anyways you never fail to make him fall out of his chair in laughter

but enough of that. dy/n is donghyuk’s y/n for a REASON ahEM

so after you finish up your breakfast at the cafe you go back to your dorm to take a power nap and recharge before your library session you were going to stay awake but mark forces you to take a nap and you’re like bro you just fed me caffeine now you want me to sleep??

then he tells you he ordered your drink decaf

you turn to him real slow

“.. you sick traitor. how dare you besmirch my name so. you scorn my forefathers and our dependence on the holy bean’s juices. betrayal runs rampant in your soul and mine stands at the mercy of your choices, them informed by the devil himself”

mark: /shrug/ “placebo effect yeet. hey, it worked for a bit. now you should really go home and get your sleep”

and he drags you back to your dorm and waves you off before going to his next class

you’re lowkey grateful for it tho when you take a shower and collapse onto your bed, falling asleep in what you think could be half the time you usually take

dreaming about losing your airpods and mark yelling at you to be more careful and then you two fighting bc you’d just lost your $300 bean sprouts but you could have sworn he took them

then police sirens went off out of nowhere and both of you were being arrested for assault and thievery

why you were the one being arrested, you had no idea but it’s a dream nothing follows the guidelines of hard reality anyway

just as you’re about to be handcuffed, you think to yourself, nope. i have a library session to attend. ain’t nobody got time for this shit

and you just

wake up

but the sirens are still continuing?? so you’re like ? is my building surrounded

they’ve come for me

even though you haven’t exactly broken any laws or have you

and you realise it was the alarm you’d set in time to get ready for your library session

so you grab your stuff and leave for the library, double checking with your roommate over text to make sure she was on her way

her lab class was taking longer than usual so she tells you she’ll be 10 or so minutes late

so you tell her you’ll be saving a seat for her and call mark to let him know you’re on your way to the library

“oh i’m already here lol. alright, i’m waiting for you outside”

and sure enough, you see him leaning on the wall of the entrance, eyes on his phone

you consider calling out to him but before you actually do, he glances up and spots you walking over tf do you have psychic spatial awareness mark

smiles and takes his corded earphones out

“you seriously need to upgrade those”

“they work fine”

“nop i’m getting you airpods for your birthday”

“dUdE thEy’RE tOo ExPEnSiVe. nO dUDE NoO”

“nOP. i’m GOING to buy you EXPENSIVE BEAN SPROUTS for your LIFE DEBUT ANNIVERSARY and you CAN’T STOP ME”

at this point i should just put /MANIACAL LAUGHTER/ and you should know what laugh i’m referring to

/MARK LEE’S MANIACAL LAUGHTER/

/MLML/ for short

nvm it’s fine it’s kinda fun to type /MANIACAL LAUGHTER/

literally mark laughs in bolded italics i’m just sad i can’t underline it on tumblr unless it’s a link lmfao

n e ways

i digress

you shush him because you’re about to walk into the library

“qUIET DOWN marcus” turn that sh down for quiet new dawn

the library is almost full for the day but after a minute or two scouring the building you find an empty four seater in the middle of nowhere it’s CRAZY you can NEVER find a MIRACLE like this life couldn’t get better

i’m sorry

you speed walk to claim it even though there was no one else in your vicinity to threaten your territory

mark laughs at you trying to get to the table as fast as you could without all out running

getting out your things, you send a photo of your seat to your roommate and tell mark to send it to his roommate as well so they know where to find you

you start watching the lecture online while taking notes and since you’re not in the lecture theatre you can talk more audibly with mark not that you don’t talk in the actual lecture too,,

maybe you do text a lot,,, during class

mark usually says things like “.. implications of what now?? interpretation of huh?” to which you reply “i want cheese when i get home”

and he has to stifle his laughter while you keep your straight face and continue writing your notes he admires this ability ngl

and so while you’re watching it on your computer

you can say things like “fuck. i want pickles”

and mark will /throw himself back/ and cackle and probably say some shit like “DIDN’T YOU HATE PICKLES??” between his giggles

and you’re like “yeah. fuck pickles but like. fuck. pickles”

he almost falls off his chair at this point

but when he balances himself again he spots someone down the corridor and wave them over

“oii! over here dude”

you turn to glance at them to expect his roommate, but you see your own roommate talking to someone and wave her over as well

“heYY my/n”

you see the other person turn to your roommate and tell her something, , then she says something back

which is apparently shocking to them, because he glances over at mark and then at you

and then he looks again when your roommate points straight at you

to which you’re like ?? hi? y u look me

and then they both start laughing

you wonder if they were laughing at you or smth until mark’s like “tf is that idiot doing”

and u look at him like ? what idiot

“that idiot. the idiot roommate i told u about. the one who called u a homewrecker”

and you’re like

wait

[info clog]

wait

[error]

“wait”

“what”

“that’s your roommate?” u point at the boy next to my/n, who r both still laughing at something going all “wOW r u KIDDING” he has a loud voice

and mark’s like “? yeah”

and you go

“.. the girl next to him is my roommate”

mark: “wait what”

that’s what she said

at that point they’ve made their way over to the table, still trying to hold in their laughter

you start to introduce your roommate to mark, who’s still confused by the situation

you: “mark, this is my/n, my/n this is mark”

my/n: “nice to see you again mark”

you: “wait. again?”

mark: “yeah we’ve met. hi my/n”

you: “what”

mark: “yeah”

my/n: “yeah”

his roommate: “yeah”

you:

you: “i feeling like i’m missing something here”

turns out

surprise surprise

that one friend that my/n had made in her biology class was mark’s roommate oh my god they were roommates

whose name, you are told, is lee donghyuk

magical moment

us watching: heh 🤤

u can’t help but do a lil body scan from head to toe bc he a fine piece of cake we all know that

honey skin, oversized white t shirt, black pants, sneakers and lighter brown hair that looks fluffy the type of fluffy that makes u wanna touch it

yes he’s good looking. yes

yaaaaas

then mark tells him your name

“she’s the one i said reminded me of you”

“r u talking abt me behind my back marcus??”

donghyuk laughs and holds out a hand for you to shake

“what kinda coincidence is this?? i adopt your roommate, you’re dealing with mine”

“oh you’re gonna have to get in line to adopt her, i’m her legal guardian, sorry donghyuk”

to which he goes

“lmfao then we’ll both be her parents”

“k but i’ll keep her on the weekends. you see her on the weekdays”

then he wipes his smile off his face and he’s like “who said we’re split”

mark and my/n are doing the /MANIACAL LAUGHTER/ at this point

mark: “so ,, seriously what are the chances”

you: “this quartet,, it’s fate guys it’s fate there’s no way about it”

yes it is. yes. it is

even that four seater table was free because of fate

donghyuk: “this calls for drinks later. we all free? no 9am classes tmr?”

my/n: “we have a physics prac at 8:30 dingus”

donghyuk: “ah shit”

you barely got any notes for that lecture for at least an hour because you end up talking altogether throughout the session but once you remember you’re in a library to study you request a ceasefire and agree to study for a bit which,, you gotta admit ,, isn’t really productive because you’re so excited to meet someone new

but the best part about the day was when you notice how many times mark is glancing at your roommate while she’s reviewing her notes, completely oblivious

donghyuk complains that he’s hungry after another hour or two and you suggest you all have dinner together

donghyuk leans back in his chair in a stretch, his jumper lifting up a little over his jeans and showing a bit of his belly “ah i’m craving chinese”

you perk up, “mE TOO”

so you all go to your favourite chinese place just outside campus where you find out that mark and my/n have the same taste and so do you and donghyuk

he points and u and goes “oH?”

“jjAMPPONG? U TOO?”

“the ONLY DISH EVER”

mark and my/n: jjajang is fine : )

you and donghyuk: “JJAMPPONG IS SUPERIOR”

give him a bro five with the shoulder bump and everything

the boys walk you and my/n back to your dorm afterwards

donghyuk and my/n end up walking in a pair and mark walks alongside you

mark mentions how it’d be fun if you made a group chat together

you: “do it”

“i don’t have your roommate’s number tho”

you’re smiling wickedly at his reaction “?? ASK HER FOR IT”

“dude what?? no u make one and i’ll add donghyuk to it”

“bRO JUST ASK”

“wHAT NO U DO IT THEN”

so u go

bet

and you call out the two biomed kids walking in front of you

“hey donghyuk! give me your number i’ll make a group chat”

“sure lol” and you open up a new contact to let him type his number into your phone

he saves his name as hot boi hyuk ✌🏻

which you just leave bc you’re busy making the group chat

mark is still astounded that you asked donghyuk for his number so easily

you: hi hello good day

my/n 🌸: yeetus meetus

hot boi hyuk ✌🏻: bow before me

you: here before me lie the beginnings of a new era

you: one born from blood and stone

my/n 🌸: tf is she saying

hot boi hyuk ✌🏻: idk but lets go with it

you: together we rise from the rubble and sort through the debris

hot boi hyuk ✌🏻: yas queen

my/n 🌸: i hate this gc already

you: and we WILL REBUILD THIS EMPIRE

read by marcus the fool 🤡 at 8:21 pm

safe to say you stay up for a good while talking on that group chat while mark just sits idle,,

you honestly don’t know if he’s consciously reading or not maybe he just left his phone on the chat

and thus our quartet is complete,,

and they all lived

happily ever after

but this isn’t the ending tho is it

wink wonk /waggles eyebrows/

this is but the epilogue to the prologue

that doesn’t make sense but n e ways

our quartet has not yet become two pairings

y’all just don’t know what the future has in store for you :)

click here to meet your soulmate, eng lit!mark!

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[professional-benaddict]

Chicago Fire AU oneshot

I tried smth idk if it’s any good but sksk for the moodboard and idea here

Tony, Steve, Stephen, 18+ Peter and MJ, Avengers and CW, firefighters, paramedics, firehouses, conflict and tensions, Peter is an emotional hoe for Everyone, Thor just being a cute puppy, MJ x Pepper hints, 3.5k

It is almost 8 am in Chicago, and Peter and MJ are walking up to Firehouse 51 to start their first day. The two childhood friends were both accepted to the firehouse and are now partners on Ambulance 61, and everything is like a surreal and wonderful dream. If you had told 8 year old Peter that he was going to be working with his best friend MJ as a paramedic, first he would have thrown a huge crying fit because he wants to be a firefighter most of all, but then he would have told you that you were lying. 

MJ has already been introduced to the others at the firehouse the week before, and already knows how to get through the backdoor, which is closer to the parking lot. Peter, on the other hand, has never been to the firehouse since he just moved from New York to Chicago. Ever since he got accepted, he has been studying the city map everyday to memorise the most important roads and shortcuts. Besides, he does not have anything else to do at night since he cannot sleep due to the nerves of the new job. 

While MJ dashes off to talk to the administration about getting a parking space, Peter is swooped away by to the Chief, Nick Fury, who runs the whole Firehouse. Their handshake is very formal, and straight to the point, and so is the introduction. But, Peter can see that there is a soft side to the Chief behind the rough edges, and the patch on his left eye hints to a long career as a firefighter. Around the patch, Peter can see scar tissue that resembles the aftermath of a severe burn, but Peter keeps his mouth shut and not asked about it. The Chief then shows Peter around, and then introduces him to the second in command, the Lieutenants. First came Lieutenant Steve Rogers on Rescue Squad 3, a large, blonde firefighter with a squared jaw and a clear will of steel, but kind, blue eyes. 

“Welcome to Firehouse 51, Parker.” 

“T-Thank you, Lieutenant Rogers.” Peter stutters out, trying not to sound as intimidated as he is by the huge blonde. The Lieutenant is in charge of Rescue Squad, which consists of Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson and Clint Barton. All the firefighters engulf Peter’s hand when they shake hands. The young paramedic can tell that these guys are tight based on their playful bantering and how they shove at one another and rub shoulders. 

“These guys don’t join every call like 81, but if there’s a tricky situation, these guys will have our backs.” Chief Fury says and the Squad nod in agreement, heads high and grins wide. The 8 year old inside Peter cannot wait to see them in action. 

Next, the Chief introduces Peter to Firetruck 81 up in the lounge area, led by Lieutenant Tony Stark. But, the man himself is absent for some reason, but the Chief goes right ahead and introduces Peter to the rest of the Truck team. James Rhodes is first, who is clearly a veteran around, but still at the top of his game. Then, Peter shakes hands with Thor Odinson and Bruce Banner, trying not to wince openly when they practically crush his hand. 

“Peter, huh? You’re tiny.” The large blonde, Thor, comments. Peter blushes and is about to open his mouth to defend himself somehow, but the dark haired and shorter firefighter interrupts him. 

“Thunder thighs, be nice to the new meat.” Bruce says, shoving the other firefighter out of the way to pat Peter’s shoulders. “Welcome to our team, buddy.”

A few moments later, one of the doors to the lounge area opens up and a gorgeous man waltzes past Peter to the kitchen at the other end of the room. The firefighter’s uniform fits him perfectly, and the dark blue fabric hugs his muscles and makes them bulge even more in the light. His hark is short, and nearly black like soot, and his goatee makes his jaw appear even more sharp than it already is. Peter’s stomach does an excited flip when his nose catches the musky smell of the man and his dark brown eyes that remind Peter of whiskey. The man, the Lieutenant like it says on his uniform, is by far the most gorgeous at the Firehouse that Peter has met so far. Well, maybe Steve is. Peter is not entirely sure. 

“Stark, care to explain why you are late?” Fury asks, folding his arms in front of his chest. The man in question turns of his heel, putting on a clearly fake smile, but Peter is still intrigued and finds the man charming in an odd way. The Chief, on the other hand, is not amused in the slightest. 

“Had to help an old lady get her cat down from a tree.” Tony lies. 

“Right…” Fury sighs, while Rhodey, Thor and Bruce snicker in the back. 

“What kind of breed was it?” Peter asks, wanting to also join in on the fun. Tony picks his head up at that, and finally looks at the young paramedic. His eyes soften and one corner of his mouth tugs upwards in a tiny smile. 

“Brown.” The Lieutenant answers, his smile becoming wider. Before Fury can get to his rant, the alarm goes off, indicating a fire within their range, and everyone drops what they are doing and head down to the garage. Tony passes Peter on his way, and pats his shoulder. “Welcome to Firehouse 51, Peter Parker.” 

While driving with MJ to the scene behind Firetruck and Rescue Squad, Peter cannot stop thinking about how Tony Stark knew his name. The young paramedic tries not to draw any conclusions, but he cannot help his heart which races at the thought of the firefighter doing research beforehand and knowing about his arrival. At the end of his first day, Peter is head over heels for Lieutenant Tony Stark. 

Even with his heart racing with the rush of a crush, Peter manages to do a good job at the call, and together with MJ he saves the car crash victim, while the firefighters stop the car from tipping over and onto another car. It was quite the mess, and the Rescue Squad had remained behind to assist the police with the traffic. Meanwhile, Peter and MJ had rushed the crash victim to the closest hospital, and then returned to the firehouse. They actually  bump into Truck 81 on their way, and MJ and Peter can see how Thor waves at them from the driver seat and honks the horns on the truck. Peter might be imagining things, but he is almost sure that he saw Tony smirking at him where he was sat next to Thor. 

“Hey, Peter, wait up.” 

Peter turns around when he hears his name being called, and his stomach does an equally excited and nervous flip when he sees Steve Rogers jogging up to catch up with him in the hallway at the firehouse. 

“Yes, Lieutenant?” 

“Oh, don’t give me that formal stuff. It’s Steve, please.” The blonde firefighter smiles widely, radiating friendliness and everything warm and fuzzy. Peter feels a bit weak at the knees as he looks at the man’s heavenly blue eyes. Is he just falling for everyone now? “Just wanted to say what a good job you did out there. Many of the new kids tend to freak at such gruesome scenes, but you handled it well.” 

“Oh- I mean, thanks, Lieu- Steve.” Peter stutters out, his cheeks glowing like some Christmas ornaments. 

“No problem, kid.” Steve smiles, and shoves playfully at the paramedic as he passes him and heads off, leaving Peter completely stunned. 

During his first week, Peter learns a lot more than he ever felt like he did at school, both from the senior paramedics that frequently join them on calls, and the firefighters and their relationship to one another. Apparently, Lieutenants Rogers and Stark have been friends since the academy, but they had a falling out recently that has shaken the entire fire house. They rarely ever appear in rooms together at the same time, and if they really do have to be present, like during meetings, briefings and calls, they tend to steer away from one another. The lack of cooperation is nearly catastrophic, which means that Chief Fury has a much bigger job to do that he should have if his Lieutenants actually did their jobs and cooperated. Still, Peter keeps having encounters with them both, and for each time, he falls more and more in love with them both, although Peter knows what he wants is impossible to achieve. Tensions are high, and so are the flames.

A few weeks later, Peter and MJ are once more called to a scene with the firefighters. After a few minutes drive, they reach the scene. It is an elementary school, but luckily it is after school hours now, so the building is nearly empty, except for a few teachers working overtime. Hopping out of his own vehicle, Chief Fury starts giving orders, which includes to search the building for victims and then get the fire under control before it spreads to the neighbouring constructions. 

While the large, bulky male firefighters get their oxygen masks on and gear up to head into the fire, the two young paramedics wait by the ambulance, their gurneys and first aid kits all ready. Even at a relatively safe distance across the street, Peter can feel the heat pulsing from the burning building. A window shatters somewhere under the intense heat, then another. The supporting constructions of the building creak and moan loudly, almost like it is in pain. Some of the kids must be happy to hear that there will be no school, though. 

“I did some digging.” MJ says, fiddling with her stethoscope around her neck as she watches the firefighters work with keen eyes. While MJ is looking for signs of victims and patients for her to treat, Peter is getting distracted with looking at the firefighters, and Steve and Tony in particular. 

“Hmm?” Peter asks, not really registering that MJ spoke. “I think I’m falling for them both.” 

Not really following who Peter is referring to, MJ tries to follow his gaze and also spots the Lieutenants. 

“Peter, no. Just- no.”

“But, MJ! Like- I know about their fight and such-”

“No! Like I said, I did some digging. It wasn’t a fight, it was Rogers who left Stark to die in a burning factory. You can’t be friends, let alone boyfriends, with them both. Chief Fury has even considered firing one of them because they can’t work together, it’s that bad.”

“You hear a lot of shit, don’t you?” 

“I like to chat with Pep.” 

“Pep? As in Pepper? How?!” Peter asks, bewildered. The office lady in question, who honestly runs the Firehouse more than Chief Fury does, has an extensive reputation. None of the firefighters dare to anger her, some don’t even dare speak to her. But, it seems Pepper has a soft spot for MJ then, and Peter smirks at the idea. He knows that his friend has a thing for older women in heels. 

Before they can chat any further, MJ and Peter both perk up when their names are called. It is Thor who is carrying a burn victim in his arms, but before MJ and Peter can get to him, one of the other paramedics get there first. 

“Hey, he called for us!” MJ protests, but the two other paramedics have already got the victim on their gurney. 

“Yeah, not this time, kiddos.” One of them says before rushing off. 

“Kiddos?!” MJ snaps, giving both Peter and Thor a dumbfounded look. “We are just as good as them!” 

“It might take a while for you guys to earn your place here. Sorry…” Thor says apologetically with a shrug. Before MJ can protest further, everyone turns to look at the fire wrecked building when the constructions groan loudly. It sounds like it is going to collapse. Turning on his heel, Thor goes to join the Chief. 

“Everybody, retreat now! It’s coming down!” Fury barks into the radio. He gets a few responses from his firefighters who promise to return, and after a few moments, Bruce, Clint and Steve come running out from the building. 

“It’s all clear!” Steve reports, tugging off his helmet and then his mask. His face is dripping with sweat and partly covered in soot. Looking around, Fury quickly counts his men, but then his face hardens. The building creaks again, and a large cloud of smoke emerges as a part of the third floor collapses. Peter blinks his eyes rapidly as the heatwave from the collapse hits them. 

“Stark, come in!” Fury shouts into the radio. “Stark! It’s coming down, get out for God’s sake! Stark!” 

Peter’s heart jumps into his throat as he listens to the Chief bark into the radio, his voice becoming more and more desperate. It is silly, it is, but the young paramedic starts praying to a god he doesn’t believe in for the Lieutenant who remembered his name to return safely. The seconds tick by slowly, but the building continues to give in more and more, and seems to be speeding up. Suddenly, the Chief’s radio crackles. 

“Coming…” 

It is hard to decipher Tony’s voice through the radio and with all the background noise of the crackling fire, but it is Tony. Everyone holds their breaths as they wait, and finally Tony emerges from the doorway. Rhodey and Thor sprint towards him, grabbing each of Tony’s arms and throw them across their shoulders to support their friend. For some odd reason, Tony is missing his mask and his face is covered in soot. 

“Medic!” Rhodey calls out and MJ and Peter take their chance, finally. 

“Get the jacket off.” Peter commands, and Rhodey and Thor do as they are told. Tony is barely standing up on his own, with his head hanging down to his chest. Once the heavy jacket is off of Tony, the firefighters lift the Lieutenant up on the gurney. The two young paramedics work in sync, with MJ strapping an oxygen mask on the man and hooking up an EKG, while Peter listens to his chest with his stethoscope. 

“Breaths sounds okay, but it’s not good.” Peter reports to MJ and looks down at Tony when he suddenly groans out. “Where’s your mask, Lieutenant?” Peter asks, chuckling a little sadly as he gets help from Thor and Rhodey to load Tony into the ambulance. MJ goes in the front to drive, while Peter sticks with the Lieutenant. 

“Dropped it, sweetheart…” Tony lies weakly, but with a cheeky smile on his chapped lips as he looks up at Peter. The young paramedic tries to ignore the butterflies suddenly swarming in his stomach, and instead focuses on getting Tony stable. From the front, MJ honks the horn to get past the large gathering of vehicles and people by the fire. 

“Please, don’t do that again.” Peter huffs out with a laugh, reaching for an IV kit. 

“I wouldn’t have to-…” Tony starts explaining, but has to pause to cough. The heart monitor does a jump, which concerns Peter. “If Rogers did his job…” The firefighter stutters out before finally falling unconscious. 

A day later, Chief Fury informs the rest of the firehouse that Tony is still at the hospital for observation due to the arrhythmia during the ambulance to the hospital, but adds that he is doing much better and will be discharged very soon. The Chief also adds how the ER had complimented Peter for managing the arrhythmia so skilfully for such a fresh paramedic. Blushing a bit in response, Peter mutters his thanks to the others who applaud him for helping Tony. However, out of the corner of his eye, Peter notices that Lieutenant Rogers is stood a bit back. He isn’t clapping at all. 

Peter and MJ end their shift that day at the ER after dropping off a gunshot victim, and let out a long breath once it sinks in for them that their work is finally done. Now, they have two days off, then another two days on call. But, they are both still a bit shaky with the last of the adrenalin still lingering in their system after their latest call. Gunshot victims are one of the worst in Peter’s opinion. 

“Uhm, MJ? Could you do me a favour?” Peter asks, pulling his best best puppy-dog eyes and even lifts his hands in a prayer. “Could you check the ambulance while I’ll go see how Stark is doing?” 

MJ rolls her eyes, but waves Peter off, saying how he owes him. Peter squeals out his thanks and heads off after hugging his partner from behind. After asking in the reception at the ER, and explaining that Tony is his coworker, the nurse behind the desk directs him to the third floor and to room B336. Luckily, Peter is still in his paramedic uniform, so none of the staff really pay him any mind as he heads to Tony’s room, with a bit of a skip in his steps and smile on his lips. In his head, he keeps replaying how Tony had called him ‘sweetheart’ in the ambulance the day before, and his stomach flutters pleasantly at the memory. 

The glass sliding door to room B336 is open, and Peter can hear two voices conversing in the room, so he slows down a bit since he does not want to interrupt. Through the glass, he can see Tony in a hospital gown on the bed, with a few monitors hooked up to him as well as a saline drip. The firefighter looks healthy, which Peter is relieved to see. His chest feels warm when he hears the man chuckle. The butterflies also do flips in his stomach. It is like they come alive whenever Tony is near. 

“You really should go to Fury about Rogers, Tones. This is the second time he has left you behind.” An unfamiliar male voice says from the room. 

“I’ve tried, I’ve tried, but Fury can’t touch the Squad. Those assholes run the place, and do the least work.” Tony says bitterly. The other man sighs and moves to sit next to Tony on his bed. At this angle, Peter can recognise the man as Doctor Stephen Strange. The paramedic had the ER doctor as one of his supervisors when he was in medical school, but he does not know the doctor well. But, it seems like Tony and the doctor know each other well, with Stephen’s hand moving to hold Tony’s. 

“What about switching to Firehouse 21? They would be lucky to have you.” 

“No, I can’t. I can’t leave my friends behind.” 

“Yeah, Rhodes, Bruce and Odinson have all been asking about you. I told them you’re too stubborn to die.” 

Tony laughs loudly at that, his hand squeezing Stephen’s. Meanwhile, the butterflies’ dance in Peter’s stomach has turned into a frantic panic. He feels sick. 

The two men in the hospital room pause for a bit, and the silence is comfortable. However, somewhere down the hall an alarm goes off and some staff members head to the room. Stephen isn’t phased and remains sat by Tony’s bedside. Eventually, Tony hums, his thumb moving across the back of the doctor’s hand. 

“Fury’s given me a whole week off to recover. Do you happen to have some free time? And this time, you must stay for breakfast.” Tony bargains. Stephen chuckles, promising to come after his shift on Wednesday. 

Peter has finally had enough and before Stephen has the chance to leave the room, he sprints off, trying to hold back his tears as he rides the elevator down to find MJ again. 

With some unknown godly strength, Peter manages to keep it together and hides his upset from MJ while she drives them back to the firehouse to park the ambulance before finally ending their shift. It is silly to be upset, and that is exactly why Peter hides it. MJ had warned him at the school fire, but he had been dumb enough to think something real was going on between him and Tony. Clearly, sometimes real is going on between this Strange doctor and Tony. Their conversation was very suggestive, and Peter feels sick as he in unable to stop their conversation from playing on repeat in his head. 

“Yo, you’re quiet. Is Stark okay, or…?” MJ asks, and Peter knows that he isn’t hiding his upset so well after all. Luckily, they reach the firehouse just then, and Peter has the excuse to head to the men’s locker room to change out of his uniform and shower. But, even in the men’s locker room, Peter is not left alone, when he sees a familiar blonde firefighter walking in. After just one glance at Peter, Steve’s brows furrow and he walks over. 

“What’s up, kid? You look real upset.”

Peter draws in a shaky breath. 

#my fics #starker #spidershield #stony #ironstrange #tony stark x peter parker #tony stark x stephen strange #tony stark x steve rogers #peter parker x steve rogers #mj x pepper #pepper x mj #tony stark #steve rogers #peter parker #stephen strange #michelle jones #pepper potts

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🖊 val!!

OH HELL YEAH 

ok so im gonna go ahead and uhh warn in advance 

vals backstory / ongoing story is mainly consistent of psychological horror / horror in general so there will be references to gore / violence in here but ill try to keep it concise 

that being said this is pretty long so ill put it under the cut!

so basically hes a very weird guy like he used to be very anxious and painfully bad with others because of the fear of being judged/harmed/etc and a looming paranoia that he’s always had, hes very neurotic and hard to understand most of the time because of this 

ever since he lost his eye, hes .. not been like that. its like it changed smth in him and now hes just angry / has a super big head about himself because (spoiler for the beginning of his story but) he killed the person who took out his eye because they were trying to kill him as well, and ever since then he realized hes not as wimpy as he thought he was 

not much more i can say w/o spoiling but that sort of is what kicks off his entire story

hes friends with cain and cain can testify that hes not .. AS weird and high-energy/high-maintenance when they’re just chilling but if val starts freaking out its hard to deal with, but other than that hes just kind of there 

he has a really weird view on himself because of his father being a demon , he’s an obligate carnivore because of that (his father consumed only souls & other people) so val could very well die if he stopped consuming any sort of meat at all (including shitty meat like taco bell meat or whatever it can be anything as long as its meat) 

that being said; he’s really, really hard to kill. hes not immortal like his father was considering that his mother was just a regular jackal, but he is very hard to kill like anything that would normally kill someone else takes way more effort to kill him. the only surefire way is fire. 

[ tw for skin disorders / etc stuff like that ] and the reason he has bandages on his ARMS (not his legs) is because he chews up the fur/skin out of anxiety/nerves a lot i kind of based it on my own past with dermatophagia dialed up to the extreme as well as overgrooming behavior in canines , and the bandages on his ankle covers up where he scratches at it - hes usually not seen without them becuase hes self conscious hence why i made them  non-optional

and when it comes to the mask ive given him as of late, well

theres nothing PHYSICALLY wrong with his face, aside from his big and kind of fucked up teeth and his weird tongue which isnt really even the majority of what he hates,  he just strongly dislikes the lower half of his face and he also feels that wearing a mask kind of ‘takes away’ any identity he has, he doesn’t want people to connect with him upon first glance, it makes him very uncomfortable to know that people Know him so he takes steps to prevent that feeling

also the ‘goat leg’ version that i draw him sometimes isnt canonical its just how he ‘views’ himself if it makes sense

also when it comes to weapons: he literally only ever uses a god damn crowbar or a bat thats it like he CAN use anything but he prefers melee weapons 

a lot of parts of his design are symbolic since he did start out being my fursona (he still is hes just not ENTIRELY based off of me anymore  hes got his own story and personality going on as well so i guess hes more of a mascot but im still really attached to him in a personal way) 

also for some random facts bc why not

> he usually bites his claws down to stubs but he paints them black to try to deter that. it doesnt work

> he likes wearing tank tops a lot as u can probably tell by how i draw him

> he almost always has something covering the stitches on his neck bc they come from a really bad time he had and he doesnt want to get questions about it

> same with his bandages but if you ask about him he’ll just like. idk turn you into soup or something he gets annoyed really badly if ppl ask him about that. its the rudest thing u can ask him 

> his tongue stitches are purely cosmetic he doesnt even know why he got them bc it was a gross experience anyway

> his tail is super long 

> hes almost always on a blasphemous amount of caffeine he has caffeine pills in his bag at any given time along with allergy pills 

> his entire body is always sore because hes really fatigued and he goes apeshit a lot so thats gonna take a toll

> “I CANNT FUCKJIGNBG G   DO THIS IM SO FUCKING ANGRY” [ 5 minutes later ] “i am a new man”

> he will punch someone into mash potato at a moments notice but he will never hurt an animal and if he sees someone about to hurt like a little cat or dog or something he will beat them to a pulp 

> I HAVE A PLAYLIST FOR HIM HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

> he really likes swimming but he hates being in any state of undress around others so catch him getting into the pool with skinny jeans and combat boots on fuck it

> dont… touch him unless he says its ok. hes like insanely jumpy and it makes him tense up to the point of hurting its just like dude get ur paws off me ill pee on you and die … 

> that being said hes also immensely touchstarved he wants a hug but only from the 3.5 people he already knows :/ 

#THANKS FOR ASKING I HAVE A LOT TO SAY ABOUT THIS DUMB FURRY #val #karamatsu-boy

[easy-nites-angel]

Demencia Headcanons

Okay, so this bitch,

Jesus God Almighty,

Okay Here We Go

So bc Flug designed Dem to be an assassin, it would make sense that he would program a lot of superhuman characteristics to make her superior right?

So obviously that means he’s fixed her up to have like super strength/ agility/ healing capabilities/ coordination, rapid development of muscle mass, increased mobility, improved-to-superhuman-levels of the five senses, the like

But like w increased mobility that means she’s like mad flexible

Like she-likely-doesn’t-have-a-pelvis-anymore flexible

And honestly all I can picture is her doing the EXACT SAME SHIT Quensadilla on Vine can do with her entire body bc she deadass has no hip flexors probably

tbh like she 800% would do like the thing Quensadilla does in some of her Vines where she’s like “What is THAT in the corner of my room???” and the camera switches to her doing some highkey unnatural position on the wall but Dem would do it to Flug of course bc she loves annoying him

Honestly considering how clever Dem actually is she totally would be able to read the atmosphere and manipulate it w EASE bc well her work is literally,,, spywork so

But NO ONE would be able tell bc of how crazy she comes off but you see that’s the point!!

...Even tho she still highkey embodies that “but steel is heavier than feathers” meme

What if she had the ability to mimic ppl’s physical appearances?? Like using her camouflage to just imitate sme’s face and body?? I dunno man

Also she physically cannot give more than 1/64 of a shit abt what you think of her she is Not Afraid

Even so condescending ppl annoy the HELL out of her she hates them so much so if sme pulls anything like that on her they might die in her hands so,

“Suck my phat-ass dicc” jokes for days (which annoy the HELL out of Flug)

I like to think part of her natural diet consists of literal bugs (besides, like, human MEAT)

No like she has and frog tongue and she’ll just

* S C H L O R P *

She’ll just snatch food from Flug or harrass every single member of the household w it and it’s awful

One time she ate an entire roach on the floor in the mansion while Black Hat witnessed the whole thing and she tried to kiss him on the lips afterward

She just uses her tongue like how Jar Jar Binks does in that one scene in The Phantom Menace

She’s licked Flug before w it

Y’know what speaking of her diet she eats like a goddamn goat like her stomach’s probably made of titanium (literally? maybe. It’s more likely than you think)

Like Flug’s seen her eat glass w/o batting a single eye so—not to mention the failed experiments she’ll try to snack on from time to time when he’s not looking

Flug gets pissy when she cusses around 5.0.5 but whenever he tries to correct her she always answers w smth like “Shit, my b” intentionally or sometimes unintentionally

One of her other Wacky Characteristics would probs be her ridiculously high pain tolerance Flug programmed into her

But at this rate he can’t tell whether he went overkill w it or if she’s just plain fucking stupid

She can turn invisible!! Like a chameleon and it’s more creepy than it is cool bc of her personality

What do you mean she uses it to stalk Black Hat in his office?? Whaaaatttt???

Not that Black Hat has no idea tho he always lets her know at some point

Also I’m mentally unable to get over that classic heating rock HC of hers

Oh she knows she annoys the shit out of everyone including Black Hat but does she care??

Not in the fucking slightest

Bc of her sibling-like relationship w Flug, Black Hat can no longer discern whether he’s the boss and they are his employees or he’s just a mother hen constantly on their asses for doing stupid shit

“I love Hot Topic I buy all of my clothes from there”

Who wants to bet $10 that she was the one who wrote the My Immortal fic (and only $10 I’m broke af)

She started the Infamous 1D Fanfic Movement on Wattpad way back in 2010-2012

She probably has those prank AEO’s spray-on jeans that they publicized ironically that one time

Bruh she nasty as fuck too tho

This is not even a headcanon we all know it sisters

Dw we’re not gonna go over the shit she does to that BH puppet she made and what BH himself has walked in on her—

She’s literally got the Grinch’s taste in food; highkey would live like he does, too (in a cave in the middle of nowhere, lives off of scrap garbage to make anything she needs,,)

Her favorite physically harmless prank to do is to break into the fridge and grab an egg, crack it open, separate the whites from the yolk, then scream bloody murder for Flug’s name, watch him sprint into the kitchen in a frenzy expecting the worst on the verge of a panic attack bc she might’ve gotten BH’s attention too, and then walk up to him to calmly and quietly place the yolk into his hand and then just sprint away

Flug likes to pull those pranks on Tik Tok where sme fills up a glass of water and they get sme else to hold it in such a way where if they move they WILL spill it everywhere but like w Black Hat’s expensive Louis XIII cognac imported from France (as payment for the mental damage she causes him every hour)

She falls for it every single time

If she can bite a chunk of her ear off then she can kick the ceiling by accident

Don’t ask why or how she’s a cryptid for crying out loud

She’s the type of girlfriend who texts her pardner pics of her shit and how her most recent defecation went

#villainous #villainous headcanons #demencia #dr flug #black hat

[plagueboyo]

Stutofen shit under the cut (my headcanons and such, I’ll probably repost this to add more if I come up w/ anything more!)

Regarding “Blood Donor Edward”/Edward 2.0:

Samuel keeps Edward up often with his theorizing bullshit and feels bad about it so he usually makes Edward a cup of coffee in the morning. 

Edward tries to convince Samuel to eat healthier because his entire diet consists of 9 pounds of cheese, two bottles of beer and misc junk food he orders like mcdonalds fries a day (Samuel eventually complies a bit, and Edward takes him out to Olive Garden where Samuel later again kept Ed up over about how the breadsticks there are actually extradimensional and/or created by the government to make everyone eat more carbs bc obivously CARBS are something the Government wants to shove down ur gullet) 

Samuel writes a lot of "remember this" notes but forgets where he puts the notes (he shoves them in a drawer) so Ed takes them and puts them where they should be (like, "remember to take ur car keys" Ed would put it on the counter in the kitchen or smth) and Samuel would do the same for Edward by making sticky notes and sticking them onto like Ed's notebook ("remember to bring me more notebook paper I'm running out ... ily!!")  

Samuel can and will spoil Edward but in bizarre ways because he's convinced that most holidays are government propaganda and so therefore he celebrates Valentine's day at like 2am in the morning in the blink middle of Summer. This often surprises Ed but hey whatever, he's being showered in fuckin' chocolates  

Samuel can't cook and orders take out, so for the sake of being able to give themselves proper nutrients to survive, Edward took some cooking classes (though he didn't tell Samuel b/c Samuel would say that those cooking classes might brain wash you or some shit) 

 Edward refuses to let Samuel drive his car because Samuel doesn't remember where places are and/or turns on the GPS and puts it all sorts of fucked and he literally just follows whatever it says like if they're on a bridge and the exit is in a mile but it says "turn left" you might as well cease and decease bc Samuel has caused a car accident 

Edward works in his own little workroom and has grueling hours of study and planning and shit and often times forgets to get food, so Samuel would come in with a whole ass bag of mcdonalds he orders from uber eats and drop it in front of him and just smooch him and let him be -However whenever SAMUEL'S working on something he always shoves it at Edward like the super proud dumbass he is just "Hey look what I found out" and Edward would lowkey gush over how his bf is so happy about how he cracked down that the government has been destroying popular people 

Edward knows a secret to get Samuel to stfu and sleep: he hums or sings quietly to Samuel and he just mcfucking dies

Samuel buys matching shirts, stupid phrases that only he and Edward would get. Like they'd probably have two shirts that say "Hambone" and "Boneless ham" and it's so stupid but Samuel loses his fuckinfshit over it so Edward would wear it w/ him what a dumb meme man 

Speaking of memes Edward has a collection of wholesome memes and sends them to Samuel when Samuel is having a moment while Samuel would literally go grab their dog(s) and bring them to Edward when hes upset ([RICHTOFEN]: I thought Takeo was taking care of ze dogs- [STUHLINGER]: you sounded sad so I brought them all to fuck shit up)

Edward cries internally because their house is a fucking mess. 

 Samuel never takes off his glasses unless Edward tells him to and he will literally sleep with them on often times and this is most likely why he fucking breaks them a lot + Edward bought Samuel a little nightlight that glows w/ little stars in the room so Samuel's dumbass doesn’t panic in the middle of the night bc of lack of glasses + darkness

Edward makes scrapbooks of all his friends and ppl he cares for but for Samuel he just sketches him and uses scrap Polaroids of his bf, it makes him smile & Samuel has no clue he has it! Edward is saving the reveal for a very rainy day SPEAKING OF RAINY DAYS... 

if it's a calm rainy day they'll just sit near a window and chat while they relax and drink and just :') + if it thunders or there is lightning Samuel panics and Edward goes over to just.. hug... just comfort him bless. 

Samuel owns a parrot named Frisbo and it copies Samuel pretty well. This makes Edward lowkey on edge bc itll be like 4am, hes trying to sleep and suddenly hears laughter but his bf is at the desk working on a new conspiracy so he "??????"

Regarding Announcer Richtofen:

Ed could actually see through Samuel's eyes and will constantly tell him to turn or grab things, like if Ed wants Samuel to do an easter egg he'd just "Sam. Sam. Sammy. Sammy. HEY! LEFT YOU DUMBASS. Ha. You got it. ooh.. okay." and it was annoying at first but Samuel now is just like "okay tell me where to doc" 

 Samuel gets lonely when Ed doesn't talk to him bc sure he and Russman are friends but Russman isn't gonna sit down and have somewhat of a heart-to-heart talk. Ed just listens (and most likely pays attention to something else.. but it makes Samuel feel so valid so) 

 Samuel is genuinely curious about Ed and will ask trivia like "What's your favorite color" and Ed at first would answer the simple ones but at this point it's become: [STUHLINGER]: So, have you ever kissed someone? [RICHTOFEN]: ...und whose asking???it's a bit one sided w/ announcer but I feel like.. Samuel would appreciate any sort of human contact?????? or social interaction? especially if they actually listen to him. 

Announcer Richtofen probably could manifest in Stu's dreams, but Stu wouldn't remember much the next day..

 If Samuel ignores him for too long all you hear in the back of his head is "Stu. Stu. Stu. Stu. Stu. Stu-" until Samuel just "hhHHHHhh" 

 Edward would reference people hes known vaguely and vent on occasion with Samuel but it would be so fuckin random, out of the blue and vague like "I cannot stand that America sometimes!" and Stu would just "...w..who???" 

#stutofen #stuhlinger #samuel stuhlinger #edward richtofen #richtofen #plague rambles #i love these two and I will fight for them #-