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petersnya · 3 years

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seventeen :: p. parker ::

summary :: “we’re only seventeen,” he breathed through the grin spread across his face. Cheeks red with blush while his pink lips were chapped from the cold of the snow that fell around him as he stood outside your window. || when your eyes met those honey brown ones, you felt something, but weren’t sure if he felt it too. He felt it. 10X harder.

paring :: peter parker x asgard!fem!reader

warnings :: heavy fluff tehe, teen romance// strangers>>lovers, cursing, slight smut (HEAVY make out and maybeee grinding ;) )

word count :: 2.6k (2,646)

[a/n] :: this is just a really cute idea I had and it just flew out of me. I’m IN LOVE with this and I hope u guys. Kk I think that all <3. click here to make a request!! click here to join the tag list!!

“Have you ever noticed how dull the world is?”

Your eyes were fixed on the window of the car beside you. You watched as the snow Incase the cars around you. Not being able to tare your eyes from the window, you talked to your sister, Valkyrie, with your back turned.

“It’s 'cause you’ve lived in a world of sunshine and rainbows,” Valkyrie said in a sarcastic tone and she glanced at you through the side of her eye. The two of you were in the back of a taxi, going to a location Thor Odinson had given you. After the prophetic was for filled and Asgard had been erupted into flames by Satur, the people of Asgard followed their new leader to earth. You were clueless as to where everyone went once they had adapted to life on earth while you stayed cooped up in an apartment, not having access to the outside world— until today.

Valkyrie had gotten a call from Thor saying that he needed them to come to the address he had told her.

You watched the city of Brooklyn, New York pass by flash by with all of the colorful lights and neon sign. People yelling on the side of the road with others crossing roads- horns being hooked as everyone rushed everywhere. It was chaotic, but you loved it. It was different.

“Can you stop staring and listen for once,” you turned your body around fully to face Valkyrie as you rolled your eyes. She looked at you with a blank expression before continuing.

“Remember, this isn’t Asgard. What seem normal to you is strange to mid gardens.”

“Okay okay, I get it. Is that all?”

“Whatever- just don’t embarrass yourself. Alright sis?” She held out her fist signaling for you to bump it with yours. A small smile spread across your face when you bumped fist.

“Where here,” the two of you turned forward to look at the taxi driver who looked back through the mirror. You shrugged and opened the door to leave the car.

“Hey! Missy! Where’s my money? I don’t do this shit for fun now,” he said with a raspy voice. You looked at your sister and she shrugged with a smile. You nodded as you both ran out of the car, slamming the doors.

Running side by side, you looked over your shoulder as you flipped off the driver as he honked and drove away— Valkyries laughing sounding in the air but came to sudden stop. As soon as you turned, you face came into contact with a large mans chest in your face. You slammed into him, causing you to fall back. The brown eyed girl next to you crouched over as she laugh and point at your face.

“Ahaha!- you should have seen your face dumbass!”

“Shut up,” you groaned as you sat up, a hand being held out to you. Looking up you saw that it was Thor with a big grin on face. You grabbed his hand, pulling yourself up along with his help.

“The hell is wrong with you,” you grumbled as you wiped the snow off of your clothing.

Thor chuckled as you slung his arms around the both of your shoulders, walking into the building in front of you.

“Lady [y/n], Valkyrie, welcome to the Avengers tower.”

⌫

“Stark!” Thor’s voice boomed through tower; his thick accent being herd loud and clear. You walked behind him and your sister, your figure being hidden behind them. Your arms crossed over your chest as you scanned the place over. It was nice and had lots of cool technology. You saw an averaged height, middle aged man with facial hair approaching. He had a glass of whiskey in one hand and the other tucked away in his pocket.

“Ah yes, Stark— and man of spiders— these are the girls i wanted you to meet!”

Man of spiders? You hadn’t seen anyone else walk in but you did hear A second set of footsteps.

“This is Valkyrie,” Thor said as he placed both hands on my sisters shoulder. She sent Stark a small nod and smirk. He returned it with a wave and a small ‘pleasure’.

“Annndd…where [y/n]?”

You pushed past Thor, arms still across your chest as you stood next to your older sister.

“Oh- well this is [y/n], Valkyries younger sister,” doing the same smile and nod as your sister, you gaze landed on the boy next to Stark. His eyes were already locked on you.

The boy looked around your age, seventeen in human years. His eyes were golden, honey shade of brown that matched perfectly with the mess of chocolate curls that sat on his head. His cheeks were flushed with pink as he swallowed the lump in his throat. The clothes he wore were nothing like the boys in Asgard. You had to admit, you loved how it looking on him. You couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes stared deeply into yours, keeping you prisoner.

You loosened your arms that were formally crossed on your chest and started to play with your finger nails, not knowing what else to do. A feeling boiled inside you that you had never felt before. It was warm, and fuzzy. It sound so cliché but it was all so true.

“Ah- well it is very very nice to meet the two of you. This is the newest avenger, Peter. Peter Parker. Who is also known as Spider-Man.” Peter didn’t say anything as he continued to stare at you, but you have averted you gaze to something else.

“Tony, I think he’s frozen,” Thor said to the man next to Peter. You snorted a laugh, hand coming to cover you mouth. Tony snapped his fingers in front of the zoned out boys face.

“Uh- oh hi! I-I’m Peter Parker.. which you knew already…sorry,” he said with a nervous smile as he looked down to avoid your direct gaze.

“Ooookay, Thor will you take them to their rooms? I’m a bit busy,” Tony said as he point with his thumb to the room behind him as he walked into it. Thor nodded with his usual smile. He clapped his hands while turned towards you and Valkyrie.

“Let go shall we?”

“I can take [y/n] to her room! I-if it’s okay… is it [y/n]?” Peter called out, his eyes landing back on you. A smirk slipped onto your lips as you walked towards him and grabbed his hand. His breath hitched at the warm contact. You tried to contain your confidence as you looked at him.

“Lead the way,” you leaned into his face, “man of spiders,” you said with a giggle. Peter’s face became red.

“I love your accent,” he gushed causing you to smile widely, looking at him through your mascara coated lashes.

Peter began to walk you turn your room, you trailing behind, hand in hand. Looking over your shoulder, you winked at your sister. She laughed as she winked back. Thor looked down at her with an arched brow as you and Peter disappeared down the hall.

“What? Don’t cock block my sister!”

⌫

Approaching a gray door with a sliver handle, Peter opened it and led the two of you inside. Looking around, you were impressed by how nice it looked. It was absolutely amazing compared to the apartment you had been in. The best part to you was that you had a corner that you could sit in with a window. You already planned on watching earth through that window.

Peter started at you as you looked around the room with a smile.

“This is amazing. Thank you for showing me my room, Peter Parker.”

He almost groaned at the sound of you Asgarden accent saying his name.

“Any time,” he breathed. Looking down you saw that your hands where still in each other’s. You smiled and glanced up at him as he looked down and saw it too.

“Mrs. Stark has a message. Lights out kiddos.”

“What the fuck was that?” Your hand ripped out of Peter’s as you looked around for you could have said that. Peter laughed and explained that it was mr. Stark’s personal virtual assistant, Friday. You sighed and laughed in slight relief.

“Uh well I’ll see you tomorrow [y/n]. Goodnight,” Peter said as he walked over to the door, as smile on his face, lighting up his already rosy cheeks. You smiled back at him with a wiggle of your fingers, “night Parker,” you said as he closed the door.

Turning around you saw that there was a whole wardrobe for you. You started to strip, tacking off the sweatshirt Thor had given you to reveal your bare chest.

The door cracked open and Peter poked his head in.

“Let me know if you need—“ he paused as he saw your bare back facing him. Your looked over your shoulder with a smile.

“Thanks, but I’m good,” you slipped a shirt you found on over your head, now looking for shorts. Peter quickly closed the door.

The curly haired boy rested his back on the door as he let out a breath he had been holding in. His mind replayed the image of you body in his head on repeat. His breathing was un even as he closed his eyes, feeling the sweats he was wearing suddenly become uncomfortable. Running his hands through his thick curls he made his way back to his room.

You were finished changing, now sitting in the corner you had spotted earlier. Your chin rested on your forearms that were leaning on the windowsill. You watched the scenery out side. Fantasizing you and Peter, running and playing in the white, fluffy snow that covered the ground. You couldn’t help but think that you were a fool. How had you fallen so fast for a boy you just met one hour ago? But you could care less. You had never felt this way before, and you intend to make it last. Peter Parker was tattooed into your brain.

And tattoos never go away.

⌫

“What up,” Peter slid into the chair next to the one you sat in. It was the evening by now. You had spent the whole day exploring the avengers tower. Talking to some of the people you saw around. You started to really enjoy it there.

Currently you were sat in the living space, reading a book a lady you had met named Natasha has given you.

“Hey man of spiders.”

“Oh I’m never gonna get tired of you saying that with that voice of yours,” Peter admits. You blush at the complement.

“What you got planned for today?”

“Nothin’” you shrug, setting down your book, looking in to his beautiful eyes that you just couldn’t get enough of. You noticed him get flustered, making you smirk.

“Ok good. Make sure you keep it like that.”

That’s all he said as he quickly walked away, not giving you a chance to answer. You laughed to yourself and went back to your book. You weren’t able to focus on it though. Your mind kept going back to Peter and how much you wanted to kiss him all over and be with him. But you kept telling yourself to wait and that the day would come. You had no idea what he had planned but whatever it was, you were more then ready.

That night you were sitting on your bed, trying to learn how to use the phone Tony had given you that morning. You were in a pair of shorts with fluffy socks and a blue and yellow hoodie that you found on the couch in the room you were in earlier that day.

You herd a loud tapping on you window, causing your head to jolt up and look to see what it was. Walking over to the window you made out the shape that was there. It was peter, but he was holding some mask and wearing a blue and red suite. You assumed that it was his suite for the avengers, remembering that when Tony introduce you, he called him Spider-Man.

Rushing over, you popped the locks and opened the window.

“What the hell dude! You scared the shit out of me,” you whisper shouted at him, causing him to laughing.

“Look, I know I met you yesterday.. and this is the most cliché thing I will ever say. But I like you. Like really really like you. So please, give me this chance?”

You smiled at his words as your cheeks heated with the blood rushing to them. You nodded your head fast, letting out a giggle.

“Oh,” he let out a deep sigh, “good. I was scared you’d say no,” you chuckled nervously.

“Never,” you said with the same smile you had when you first met.

“Best part is, I get to spend the most of my time with you. We’re only seventeen,” he breathed through the grin spread across his face. Cheeks red with blush while his pink lips were chapped from the cold of the snow that fell around him as he stood outside your window.

“Come with me,” he held out his gloved hand,”trust me.”

You took his hand you slowly pulled you through the window.

⌫

You swung around town with your legs wrapped around his waist and you arms around his neck. Small screams leaving your lips whenever you would look down.

Peter landed onto of a very tall tower, letting you slip from his grasp. You stood and gazed at the breath taking view. City lights flashed all around you, cars honking and speeding past. The night sky dark. But the best part was the snow. Everything was covered in the thick white snow. Lifting your head you looked up into the sky at the snow that fell onto you face. Laughing escaped your lips and you spun around and ended up in Peter’s arms once agin.

“Shit! I’m sorry, I forgot you only had on shorts- and my hoodie,” the last part came out in a whisper.

You let a soft smile form, “I’m for Asgard. I can handle a little cold.”

“God I can’t get enough of you,” Peter said as he let his gloved hand slip around you neck as his other went to the small of your back, pulling you hips in to meet his.

Your hands rested on his biceps as one came up to the back of his head. The two of you stared at each other in comfortable silence.

“I really, really wanna kiss you right now.”

“Oh please do it man of spiders,” you both laughed for a second before Peter pulled you in for your lips to meet with his.

Your lips moved in-sync, like they were meant for each other. You felt his thumb slide across your chin before his lips parted from yours. Peter put his thumb on you lower lip, pulling it down as he smiled.

He moved his mother closer to yours, sticking out his tongue, letting it explore every part of your mouth it could reach before letting your lip go, allowing you to kiss back. You moaned into his mouth as you raised your leg to wrap around his waist. He grabbed the back of your thigh and raised it, squeezing it gently. Your lips trails off of his and to his ear as you started you grind you core onto his cock hard.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned into his ear, causing him to groan. His hands traveled to your ass, snaking and groping it.

That’s how you knew he wanted what you wanted just as bad. And oh man did you love being in love, young, dumb and seventeen.

Should I make a part 2… ;) lmk

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jupiterswlrd · 3 years

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Spectacular- mark lee

mark never intended on getting bit by a spider on his was home in the subway, he also never intended on saving you from falling in front of the moving train car either. it was all just some sort of sick coincidence. mark had never believed in super powers, yeah what he saw on TV and comics book was cool but it was never realistic. ‘someone just can’t magically change over night’ he thought to himself all the time.

that was, until it happened to him. after his little run in with you he went home and took a nap, shook up a bit on how well his grip on your jacket was, almost like his hands were stuck to you. ‘crazy...’ he chuckled drifting off to sleep. when he woke up his found his upper part of he bunk covered in spider webs.

“ew” he said quietly trying not to wake his roommate haechan up. ‘maybe if hyuck would be a cleaner we wouldn’t have this issue’ mark struggled to sit up something making him stick to his bed. he flopped all around his bed, webs confining his arms to the bed. he finally broke one and somehow tripped off of his bunk. he prepared for his body to hit the ground but something caught him. a string of webs wrapped around his ankle and attached the top bunk. he was confused, but he was mostly relieved. “mark?....” haechan opened his eyes wondering why he saw his roommate dangling from what seemed to be the ceiling. with that the web snapped causing mark to fall on his head.

“dude...” haechan observed mark like he was some foreign species. “did you do that?” he pointed to the the webs covering marks bunk. “n-no!?!?” mark looked at the younger boy like he was out of his mind “do i look like a spider to you?” haechan stared at him for a long minute. “...there’s a fucking web growing out of your wrist right now....”

“HUH?” mark flung his hand somewhere, flinching in a way. haechan grunted loudly his head banging aganist the wall. his body was taped to the wall with one big web. “MARK” he yelled in amazement and extreme pain and discomfort. “I promise i didn’t do that....” mark didn’t know what to do with his hands, he stuck them in the pockets of his shorts fearing himself and what he’d do. haechan eventually broke free, examining the web pattern closely. He had a thing for spiders.

“this is completely unique...your webs have a little M in them. we should take to these y/n, you know shes a science freak” mark completely shut down at the thought of you seeing him shoot webs out of hands. what if you thought he was some kind of freak? “THATS NOT AN OPTIO-“ then you walked into their dorm room, unannounced and unwarranted. “i heard my name from outside the hallway, why are you all so l—“ you were confused to see that mark was no where to be found. “uhhh?? i thought i heard marks voice”

“you di—“ haechan did a double take “oh haha, yeah we were on the phone he’s in the bathroom— he got stuck in the toilet”

haechan shoved you out the room nervously. “yeah so y/n, we’ll see you in class okay?” once you were successfully pushed out the room, mark was sitting with his legs crossed his head in his hands. “bro what the fuck was that?” haechan slammed the door and locked it. “what was what?”

“i don’t know your little disappearing ac— YOU CAN TURN INVISIBLE”

“haechan are you on drugs? you have to be on drugs only people with POWERS can do that and that’s not possible be—“

haechan clamped a hand over marks mouth.

“dude you’ve done the impossible for like 2 hours now, you have powers” the younger boy slid on his shoes and grabbed his jacket. “where are you going?” mark asked laying back down. “you mean where are WE going” he threw marks slides at his head.

“we’re gonna go see what you can do.”

mark and haechan went out to a abandoned parking lot. haechan was good at making something out of nothing figuratively and quite literally. “okay mark pick up that big ass tire over there” mark walked over to it, absentmindedly picking it up “this one?”

haechan pulled a clipboard out his backpack “okay superstrength...check”

after many trials and errors. mark and donghyuck found out that he was very agile, very fast, and very sticky. mark couldn’t go 3 seconds with out sticking to something.

as mark and haechan were walking back to the dorms, mark heard something his ears turned up as he looked around. “do you hear that?” mark pulled his hoodie up and walked a bit faster. “no what do you hear? is everything oka—“ mark took off running in the opposite direction past the parking lot, leaving his backpack and a confused Lee Donghyuck behind him.

mark turned the corner the feeling that was rushing through his body, it was more than adrenaline it was like an itch that so desperately needed to be scratched. he had to find out what that noise was. he found himself in the subway again. the same place his was now 24 hours ago. his head was now spinning the same place he was bitten now stinging more than ever.

his balance was off and his body felt weak. mark blinked harshly, the itch slowly fading away. but everything was fading away he slipped into darkness, passing out on the grimy new york subway floor.

“mark” a familiar voice called out to him. “yes y/n?” he responded, a swirl of neon colors surrounded him, his skin was no longer slightly tan it was neon red with some swirls of blue. he was still in the subway but it was empty. dead silent his own thoughts, and spiders the only things in the station. you were in the form a beautiful pink tarantula crawling all over marks body.

“you know what you have to do right?”

“what do i have to do?”

“save new york” you brushed against his cheek lovingly “save our friends, save me, and most of all” you had somehow reappeared in front of him crawling down from her own line of webs. “save yourself.”

“how do i do that?”

“22nd street my love”

mark heard that laugh he always loved to hear, then a sharp pain in his arm again.

“FUCK” he yelled when he woke up, surprised to see that it wasn’t the “pink tarantula” that hit him, but an IV going into the underside of his wrist.

“calm down mr.lee it’s okay, you had quite a scare there” a nurse rubbed his forehead “anything i can get you? some water? some juice you had a pretty bad panic attack there”

mark sighed

‘how am i supposed to save new york with anxiety?’

☀︎☂︎☀︎☂︎

“hyuck” mark said as they walked home from the hospital. “yeah?” he responded taking one of his headphones out his ear. “have you ever been to 22nd street?” haechan shrugged “yeah i’ve been by there, it’s nothing but some apartments...why?”

“i think we have to go there”

that piqued haechan interest, not in a good way though. “you’re not tired i mean...i know you have super stamina but you just had such a bad anxiety attack you passed out” he blinked “i don’t see how you’re not exhausted, fuck— even IM exhausted” mark shrugged and walked in the other direction in hopes to catch a bus, “you coming?”

“so am i like your agent or something” haechan said smacking on the lunchable from his backpack loudly, so loud that mark couldn’t even hear himself think. between the homeless people, the bucket drum line, haechan obnoxious chewing, mark couldn’t hear himself think. “OKAY JUST SHUT UP” he snapped, all attention on him. “oh— uh not you guys i—“ mark quickly became flustered looking at haechan for some help. “OH— uhhh, my friend here has a disorder. sorry about that” haechan rubbed mark on the back, watching as heads turned back to what the were doing. “thank god” mark sighed in relief as they reached their stop. “i feel something...” the same ringing in his ears was back, becoming quieter as he walked in different directions dragging haechan in zigzags along with him

finally, mark and haechan arrived at their “destination”. all it appeared to be was just a regular apartment building. “what the fuck?” mark huffed slamming his fists aganist the wall, accidentally triggering something.

the small alley way they were in between revealed a door, the two boys looked at each other in pure amazement as they jumped through. “what is this?” mark said in awe staring down the walls. “don’t touch anything” an older man said swatting his hand away “you’re the new guy?” he looked mark up and down “the standards must be in hell”

“hi nice to meet you too!” mark sarcastically said. “i didn’t ask.” the man simply replied. “follow me though.” the boys did as they were told. “i believe that we were all put on this earth for one reason, to wreck havoc and help when havoc wrecks things” the older man laughed at his own terrible joke. “that’s why some people their genetic code is different, they’re products of some very expensive experiments, and my favorite” he chuckled “wrong place right time”

“so where do i fall?” mark wondered out loud. “the third one sweetheart” the older man bent down into a mini fridge and got out something to drink. “so basically what i’m saying kid.” he slurped it loudly in marks ears “help when havoc wrecks, whenever it does”with the snap of fingers, haechan and mark were back home and mark was dressed in a red and blue spandax suit. a black spider embroidered on the chest. “bro? you look—“ mark raised a brow, thinking he was still in his regular clothes. “you look like an actual superhero!” haechan danced around the room. “i do?” he stepped infront of the mirror “oh— I DO”

“what should i call myself. tarantula boy?—no too weird spider boy? no too immature”

“spider-man” haechan suggested

“spider-man...” mark said to himself in the mirror.

“i guess i’m spider man...”

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wordynerdygurl · 4 years

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Seven Minutes in Heaven

Author’s Note: Well hello my friends! Since hitting 1000 Followers in July (WHAT?! STILL UNBELIEVABLE!!!) I’ve been working on the requests sent in by my amazing troop of readers! This is another one of those stories which I’m pleased to share. As always, help my unending need for validation but re-blogging or liking the story! Also, you can send asks, make your own request, follow me, or be added to my tag-list! Last, @sammy-jo1977 is my beta... and my ride or die home girl! Thanks lady! Pairing: Loki x Female Reader, appearances from most of the Avengers

Summary/ Request: @queenofmischief asked for a story where “Loki and you guys are friends growing up and you realize you like him and try to hide it but somehow at a party or something or another, maybe Seven Minutes in Heaven is involved, it comes out and really hot smut ensues?”

I used some of the ideas you gave me, dear reader, but made it a little more mature, so I sincerely hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Lots of 80′s references... music, movies, clothes, etc. References of smut, heavy petting and kissing

ENJOY!

"But, like, I really don't want to go." Your cellphone, pinned between your ear and shoulder, pushed your earring into the tender flesh behind your lobe. It probably didn't help that the jewelry in question was a pair of huge hoops, fluorescent in color and hard plastic.

You heard Wanda sigh, "Yea… I know. It's just, we all are… and you know it'll be worse if you don't show up."

"I really hate it." Using a sing-song voice didn't change the feelings behind your words. Going up to the main floor of The Avengers Tower for a theme party was not a thrilling idea.

"I know you do-", pulling open the door between your room and hers, you palmed your phone, frowning at your friend, "-But you look great!"

"Radical… or wicked… or tubular would be more 80's appropriate." Still, her compliment made you smile. It really was a great outfit, totally encapsulating the MTV generation's vibe, complete with hot lime colored leg warmers.

Your cropped REO Speedwagon t-shirt was cut off at the neck, dripping low enough to expose one whole shoulder, and a wide stripe of the magenta colored tank top underneath. Having tucked the camisole into your acid washed denim micro miniskirt, you finished the ensemble with a pair of black pumps, and the obligatory scrunchie of cheap yellow satin. It pulled your hair into a low, side ponytail.

For makeup you'd painted your eye-shadow on, bright turquoise with pink under your brows. Lipstick in a shimmery rosy hue brought extra attention to your lips. And you stored your cell phone, lip gloss and keys in your iridescent fanny pack.

Wanda couldn't help giggling at the sight of you and your collection of clashing colors. For her look tonight she'd dawned a pair of skin tight leggings, an over-sized button down shirt with a stretchy black belt that was about four inches wide. Ballet flats, teased out hair and stark makeup had Wanda looking like a video vixen. It was impressive.

"See, you went sexy… and I went silly." Pouting now, you flopped onto your bed, "Can I just not?"

Sitting down next to you, patting your knee, "You don’t look silly, but you do look like you could be a hair band groupie! That’s sexy!” Shrugging your shoulders, unconvinced, Wanda added, “Besides, tonight… It may be fun. And, worse case? You get blitzed like a teenager on prom night."

"No… that's not the worst case. Worst case? He's there."

Sighing, Wanda shook her head, "He does still rub you the wrong way, huh? And, yes, he may be there… but-" standing, taking you with her, "-it would be a shame to waste all your wicked cool work!"

Hearing her use the dated vernacular made you grin. She was right. Tonight could be a blast, if you were able to get out of your head. Jumping off the bed, unsettling one of those fashionable leg warmers, you hugged your friend tightly. You could do this. You wouldn't be alone. And if Loki was there, he'd just have to get over it. You weren't going to pay him any attention.

---

"Mr. Loki… can we please go? We're already stupid late."

Bending to straighten his red suspenders, Loki smirked at himself, "Greed is good."

Sighing, exasperated and edging into anger, Peter pulled open the front door, "I don't know what that means, but you look… greasy."

"Like I could steal your company in a corporate take over? Maybe steal your woman too", Loki questioned, excited at the idea.

Crossing his arms over the red puffy vest he had bought specifically for tonight, Peter grunted, "Uh… I… I guess. I meant more like one of the assholes in Wolf of Wall Street."

God, you had better be there tonight. Loki was putting a lot of hope on Stark’s little shindig and he wanted to make sure that all of the little details were absolutely perfect, giving him every advantage. Standing now, slicking back his long dark hair, "That, my young spider friend, is exactly what I am going for… Evil 80′s CEO."

"Great."

Loki heard the frustration in the young man’s voice. Someday he would understand, Loki thought, turning to the youthful Avenger beside him, "You certainly make a dashing Marty McFly, Peter. Truly."

"Aw! Really, Mr. Loki? Ya mean it?" That made the Spider Boy preen, popping his collar, and standing a little straighter.

"I do! Now-" flashing a rakish smile to his reflection as he passed, "-let's get upstairs and see how everyone else is doing!"

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Everyone else was ready to party. The last mission, a particularly difficult one, involved Hydra agents banging it out against our heroes along the rough terrain of the polar ice cap. Draining the physical and emotional resources of everyone, including you and Loki, Tony had planned a little party to kick off a period of rest and relaxation.

As soon as the elevator opened you knew it was going to be an insane night. Everything was brightly lit. Paper streamers were strung up haphazardly along the walls and ceiling. Big plastic buckets of chips and cheese curls were put out on the counter along with a huge punch bowl that reeked of rum and sugary fruit juice. On the floor in the kitchenette was a garbage can, freezing, full of ice, only the keg tap visible. A stack of red plastic cups was at the ready.

Someone had ordered pizza. Well, dozens of pizzas. The boxes were piled along the table already crammed with pretzel bags and Doritos.

Steve was being instructed on the basics of Beer Pong and, you decided, definitely being hustled by Sam. Bucky looked on with curiosity, quietly sneaking closer to the chips and dip, hoping no one would notice. Rhodey was watching them both through the reflective lenses of his aviator shades, doing a great job of looking like a Top Gun cadet, including the tight jeans and broken-in bomber jacket. Grinning as he drank down a bottle of beer, Rhodes shouted, "Hey Stank! Is all of this really necessary?"

"Don't come for me Rhodey!" Wearing a pair of neon leopard spotted knit pants, a green polo shirt and white sneakers, Tony was clutching a glass bowl filled with little slips of paper to his chest. No one had managed to figure out what they were or why he held them. Drinking two beers from his plastic, can holding helmet, Tony would answer only with a slightly slurred, "It's my trashy 80′s party and I do what I want!"

And Tony had thought of everything. Sounding like a mixed tape pulled from the radio, the tunes didn't let up! Ratt, Foreigner, Cindi Lauper, Madonna and Tom Petty all took turns blasting through the room. So many hits from the past pumped through the sound system, getting people on their feet and keeping them there. You were swinging and swaying along, having a blast, but when Bon Jovi hit the group of Intergalactic Warriors went wild.

Clint, rocking a mullet wig and a vest with no shirt, jumped onto a table making the motions of an air guitar champion. Singing into a beer bottle like it was his microphone, "Whoooooaaaa we're halfway there…"

Guffawing, you hid behind your Bud Light filled cup, already red cheeked from the non-stop laughing and alcohol in your system. At some point you had given up Wanda to Vision in a varsity jacket, doing his best jerk-off jock impression, and not quite pulling it off. It wasn't his fault that he was too polite to put people down in the way of Eighties movie bad guys. Alone, feeling flushed, but happy, you needed a break and some quiet. Flinging yourself onto the soft sofa, watching the frat house style antics unfold all around, you couldn’t help laughing. Tony always found a way to knock the group out of their post mission funk. Sometimes that meant week long Caribbean vacations and sometimes that meant dressing up in retro attire and scream singing with a cold beer in your hands. Either way, it seemed to bring everyone closer together, and the pictures were certainly worth framing. The couch dipped as someone joined you. Swiveling, not quite drunk but not quite sober, you couldn’t help the groan that left you. “Oh. It’s you.”

Not exactly the response Loki wanted, he was just grateful that you spoke to him at all. Lately you seemed to flee any room he entered, a hurt and heavy sigh escaping you before you'd make your exit, never looking back. Loki couldn't understand why.

After all, it had been two months since that night. The one where he'd stumbled on you, glowing blue in the light of the television set, alone and in the darkness. You asked him to join you, he had accepted.

The movie was called "Say Anything" and Loki had to admit, as far as romance on film went, this story was very moving. But that was an unexpected bonus to being so near to you. Before the credits rolled, you had burrowed against him, snuggled under his arm with your head on his chest.

Stroking your hair, Loki pressed a kiss to your forehead, thoughtlessly, naturally. Pushing away, looking up at him through hooded lashes, "You… you kissed me?"

Words failed the silver tongued devil, something he still pondered all these weeks later, so a nod was all you got for a response. Kneeling, your sleep shirt riding over your thighs, Loki watched your small hand rising to cup his cheek. Feeling your lips against his own was the beginning of the best night of his life.

And then, nothing. It was like a switch had been thrown and no matter how many ways he tried to reach out for you, Loki wasn't able to connect. Not like that night.

So, he was going against his nature tonight. Joining the group, drinking a bit of his brother's mead, wearing a dated but pristine business suit. All done in the vain hope that something would shift in his favor.

He had already lost too many nights to memories of you. Soft, full skin under his broad palms. The tiny moan you exhaled when Loki’s tongue met your own. How your wet, willing body accepted him, without question or stipulation. And in the afterglow, when your head rested in the crook of his neck and your cherry cola scented breath circled him, you let Loki hold you close.

But he buried it all. Tonight he was the embodiment of all things slick. Nothing could stick to him; not when he had a goal in mind and this much gel in his hair. Loki Odinson would be taking you home tonight, come hell or high water. Wolfish, Loki’s grin was wicked, “Yes. Your dream has come true.” Sitting back, he crossed his designer suit covered knee at the ankle, exposing socks with little golfers on them. He let his right arm rest along the back of the sofa, not around you… not yet, but inching closer. “What is that cologne you’re wearing?” “Don’t you like it? I’m told Drakkar Noir was quite the scent of the 80′s. I did my research.” Twisting, you looked him over, impressed despite yourself. The suit was totally of its time. Black, pinstriped and you were sure the jacket that came with it was draped somewhere safe. His shirt was shiny but soft and bright, blinding white. Suspenders of red matched the tie that draped down the center of his chest. With his hair combed straight back and held in place with some kind of product, Loki looked like he was capable of eating a six course lunch at Sardi’s, complete with dirty martinis, then jetting back to the office in time to defraud a corporate spending account. The kind of executive that blackmails a co-worker with pictures of a mistress. The kind of douche bag that tries to take over a rec center to build a mall. In short, an avarice little asshole. So, why was it so hot? “It’s… overpowering.”, boy, was that an understatement. Loki’s whole aesthetic was overpowering right now. And, was he moving closer? His bent knee brushed against your own as he leaned near enough to be heard at a whisper, “You look adorable, you know that?” Scrunching into the corner of the couch, eyeing him suspiciously, “Oh? Really?” “Really.”, his hand brushed over your exposed shoulder, making you jump at his touch.

Uh uh. No way. You would not be so easy to seduce this time around. Even if those wide hands sent goosebumps growing all over your body, Loki would not charm his way into your panties again. Not like last time.

It had been spontaneous. Genuine, at least for you. And in the moment, it felt like Loki had given you a little piece of himself, a tenderness that no one else ever saw in the far flung Frost Giant.

Maybe that's why Clint's words hurt so much. He had told you so casually, holding up a spoonful of Cheerios, "Loki said his last girl was a drag. Basic bitch? Is that what the kids say?"

Thinking about it now made your heart hurt. You had given yourself to someone who thought you were beneath him. Loki couldn't want you. You would never be good enough.

But that night haunted you. His soulful kisses that stole your breath. The drag of Loki’s hands over the swell of your bottom as you straddled his hips. His solid chest under your own hands, dark head curved against the couch cushion, but those burning eyes never leaving your face. “I thought you said I was plain. Simple. Boring.”

Leveling his own words back at him made Loki straighten in his seat. How could you think that? Unbalanced, stammering, “Uh… I… I’d never…” “Never expected me to find out? I believe that. And, let me tell you this-” Pushing yourself up with the help of the couch’s arm, you rose on unsteady legs, “-I’m not nearly drunk enough to fall into your arms again.” Spinning away, you made a dash towards the people in the kitchen, without looking back. Watching you go, Loki could do nothing but stare after your retreating form, flummoxed.

“That was… painful.”

He knew that voice well enough, frustrated, confused and unfit for company, “Go away, Tony.”

“I don’t think I will. In fact-” sitting down in your empty spot, patting Loki’s knee, “-I’m going to make myself comfortable. Now, tell Uncle Tony all about it.”

Rolling his eyes, unable to find you in the crowd, Loki risked a sideways glance at his replacement companion. Was he really going to indulge in this? Tell his almost friend about you… about your one night together? Loki raked his hands through the pomade in his hair, growling low, “If you breathe a word of it Tony, I’ll-” Lowering his wrap around sunglasses, peering at Loki, Tony smiled, “Your secret is safe with me.” ---

Thinking less and less about Loki as the night went on should have been a relief but it seemed like the scent of him followed you everywhere. Unable to get free of him, you busied yourself with drinks, dancing, and munching like you were a kid again. Anything to keep your mind from wandering.

It's not like the party was boring. Not at all! There was plenty to distract you and you let it. Natasha made you her partner for beer pong and somehow you successfully won against Rhodey and Sam.

Next, Wanda needed you, which is how you wound up sitting on the bathroom sink listening to her go on about Vision in that wistful, loving way that made your own heart ache. Being a little drunk, you had to fight the urge to cry because you were lonely and hurting. “I saw you talking to Loki… what was that about?” She was reapplying ruby red lipstick, studying herself in the mirror, not looking directly at you.

Wanda's voice cut through your self doubt spiral though, something you were thankful for, and with a casual tone you countered, “He was trying to get something started, I think.” Eyebrows lifting, Wanda’s interested piqued, “Really? Loki was hitting on you?” “Yea… I mean, I think so. Was coming on awfully strong too. But… he’s been a jerk, right?”

Wanda cleaned up her eye make-up taking a minute, after washing her hands she looked at you, “I mean, he is here.” “So?” “So, you know he’s not really a joiner. More of a lone wolf. In fact, I think this may be the first of these little parties he’s come to. Maybe he’s changed… grown a bit? And, honestly, you never asked him about-”

Hopping off the counter, cutting her off, more than a little huffy at her good sense, “No, I didn’t and I don’t plan to. Loki thinks I’m a bore? Too basic for him? Fine. I have better things to do with my time.” Laying her hand on your shoulder, Wanda stopped you, eyeing you in the mirror once more, “I know his words hurt… but you’re going to have to clear the air eventually. Especially if we’re all going to work together.”

Shrugging, you offered your friend a small smile. There was truth in her sentiment, even if your slightly drunken brain rebelled against hearing it, “Yea, you're right… plus-” looking around the small washroom, just to make sure no one could hear the pair of you, “- he looks really hot tonight!”

Giggling, Wanda hugged you close, “I didn’t want to say anything, but… yea he does!” The pair of you were still laughing together, standing at the back of the crowd as Tony turned down the music, announcing, “Gather round children, Uncle Tony needs your attention!” There were a few groans, mostly from the beer pong table, as apparently Bucky was unhappy about forfeiting his winning match. Everyone else, in all their high haired glory, were congregating near their host, curious and more than a little drunk.

“Tony, what the hell, man? You killed the tunes!”, Clint shouted, spilling Bud Light foam as he joined the tightening circle. “Patience, my drunk friend. You all remember this?” From the table nearby, Tony picked up his glass bowl, triumphant, “Our Destiny!”

Pepper, sighing with a smile, “So dramatic!” Shaking the bowl in her direction Tony smirked, “Ok smarty, then you pick first. Go on… Pick!” There were oohs and ahhs from the assembled Avengers. Rolling her eyes, Pepper reached in, grabbing the first slip her fingers found. Pulling it free, she grinned, eyeing Tony, “It says ‘Loki’...” Hearing his name, Loki snapped his head up, surprise registering on his face, “Excuse me?” Holding it up for his examination, Pepper waved the slip under the regal nose of the junior Odinson, “See… your name.” “Yes, but why?”

Butting in, Tony snatched the scrap from the hand of his lovely fiance, practically dancing with glee. Turning to Loki, “Now you, Gordon Gecko, pull a slip.” Aware of all eyes locked on him, Loki reached into the jar, digging around a little more than necessary. Finally satisfied, the thin paper pinched between his fingers, Loki opened the folded note. When his fierce gaze met yours, you knew without a doubt. It was your name he had grabbed. Throwing a thick arm across Loki’s broad shoulders, Tony hugged him close, “Well? What’s it say?” It all made sense in that moment. The tacky costumes, flat beer and endless music. A drunken moment of clarity had descended. Tony, waving his arms, eating up the crowd’s reactions, heads turning to gauge your response. Swallowing hard, your hearing failing you, you just faked a smile. You and Loki were going into the closet for Seven Minutes in Heaven. Only there was no way you were going to do that. Not after what he’d said. Not after your one night together, right? But you felt a gentle hand pushing your forward, into the center of your circle of friends and for some reason, your feet followed.

Refusing didn't enter your mind. With everyone ogling you and Loki, making a scene would only cause more speculation, something you weren't keen to do. Instead, you stepped next to Tony, outwardly eager to play along.

You just shouldn't have dared to look at your proposed make out partner. Laser focused, Loki’s lusty look hadn’t wavered. No, the light in those thundering blue eyes was carnal, darker than you had ever seen, matching your own. Against your better judgement, you wanted Loki, too.

Whatever Tony was saying was a blur, merely sounds, because you were utterly stunned by the nearness of Loki. The roaring laughs of the rest of the group were drowned out by your pounding heart. A door opened to a dim room, the pantry maybe? You didn’t know and in that moment you didn’t really care.

With a small smile, Loki ducked into the cupboard, lacing his fingers with yours, offering a bit of his strength. Dragging you inside, your body pinned between a shelf of snacks and the hard body of your frenemy, a whimper of want passed your lips. Loki still smelled so good and now he was so close. “Have fun you two!”, Tony’s words were accompanied by the door shutting you and Loki inside, in the dark. Surrounded by silence, Loki’s sharp pants were the only sound louder than your racing pulse, which was saying something. Afraid to move, afraid of spooking you, Loki struggled to search your stare in the low light. He had already experienced your angry dismissal of his attention tonight. It wasn't something he wanted to relive, not when you were so close with sweet and speedy breath, your chest brushing against his own at each exhale.

Lifting a hand, grazing over your uncovered shoulder, Loki's touch was electric. You moved towards it, towards him, needing more of his energy. Craving it.

Bold in the dark, you grabbed at Loki’s suspenders, tugging him closer. Rising on your toes, covering some of the distance between your mouth and his, you pressed a hot kiss to those soft, pink lips. Under your fluttering fingers Loki shivered, "Darling-"

"Shut up. I… I don't care."

"But I never…"

"I told you. I don't care. Now kiss me like you mean it, because we only have about six more minutes!"

Not needing any more encouragement, Loki found the flare of your hips in the shadows, molding your curves to the rigid planes of his body. Desperate, needy, you felt his tongue move against your own. Want, plain and simple, led your own fingers to the collar of Loki’s starched shirt and the tangle of his raven hair. Fisting it, tugging against those luscious locks, you couldn’t seem to get close enough to the tall God sharing your cupboard. Whining, his name on your lips, you drew Loki tight enough that the press of your breasts was edging towards pain. Demanding, true to your word, with every pass of Loki’s magical mouth over your own the last few weeks were forgotten. Hungry for more, Loki roughly squeezed the flesh of your ass, grinding you against his wool blend covered crotch. Stuttering, his arousal was so stiff, for a minute Loki worried about making a mess. But that feeling was replaced with unbridled ecstasy when your lips found the tender skin below his ear.

A nip, enough to make Loki hiss, was soon soothed by your sucking on the same spot. Resting your butt on the nearest shelf, you didn’t have to stand on tip-toe to reach the soft, sweet sections of Loki where you longed to lavish attention. He took advantage of your new position by sliding a free hand along the swell of your separated thighs. “I just need to feel you, dove. I need to know that you want me as much as I want you.” It was a husky whisper, directly into your ear, and it sent an arc of icy fire to your core. When his long fingers skimmed over the silky slick of your panties you moaned in unison, bucking into Loki’s touch, lost in the moment. Stepping between your legs, Loki took one of your hands into each of his own, pinning you wide open against the boxes of cereal and granola bars that lined the pantry walls. Devouring you slowly, Loki kissed along the column of muscles at your throat, across the exposed line of your clavicle. You could do little more than take his delicious torment as more and more of your sweat dappled skin was serviced by his silver tongue. “Yes… Loki…”, tumbling out of you, just like the night when you first came together, you crooned his name in delight. Breathless, boneless and broken with need. CLICK! The sound made you both freeze. Snapping swiftly, Loki’s head swung towards the door where the bright light and noisy crowd of the party was intruding into your private pantry. “WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! What do we have here?” Swinging into the tight space, Tony’s shrewd look took in the scene in seconds, “What were you two doing in here? It was a very quiet seven minutes!” Straightening to standing, Loki stood, blocking you from sight as you readjusted your clothes. Smoothing down his tangled strands, sarcasm dripping, “Talking. Very quietly.” When he was sure you were decent, Loki offered you his hand, and blinking you stepped back into the wild and raucous party still in full swing. Tony, flashing a knowing grin your way, nodded, “I hope you didn’t smush the chips! We still need those!” Giggling, you locked onto Loki’s arm, letting him lead you towards the keg and away from the shouted questions of your friends. You knew there was no mystery about what happened in those seven minutes. Hair mused, makeup smudged, lips swollen and shirts twisted, the pair of you were walking neon signs for getting to third base.

Silently Loki poured you a beer, taking a small glass of Asgardian mead for himself, before raising his glass your way. Returning his gesture, you downed the frothy ale fast, feeling a little parched after your spit swapping time in the hall closet. Boring into you, his eyes followed each of your movements, searching for a sign of your feelings. Dropping your empty cup on the counter, you turned and jumped onto the marble ledge, feet dangling. “Loki?” Placing his own glass down gently, Loki took his position between your bent knees, looking down at your darling face, “Yes?” “Did you say those things? That I was… boring? Basic?” Shaking his dark waves no, Loki bit into his bottom lip, “Never. What I said was, my last girl, ages ago, was those things… but my new lady-” tracing along your jaw, tipping your chin his way, “-she is everything I could ever want.”

“Am I… am I your new lady, then?” With a fierce flicker of fire in his eyes, Loki nodded yes this time, “Absolutely.” Leaning into him, arms around his neck, you tugged him down to meet your waiting lips. “Good. Good to know. Because I think I’m going to watch a movie tonight.” “Really? I recall really enjoying the last one.” “Hmm… me too.” Sliding off the counter, ducking under Loki’s long arms, you turned back to face him, “My room… say, an hour?”

Snapping his suspenders, smirking, “I’ll be there.” Watching you skip away made Loki’s pulse pound in anticipation. Pouring himself another glass of clear liquor, he chuckled, amazed at the change seven minutes had created.

“You’re welcome.” “Ah! Yes, many thanks Tony.”

Leaning against the counter, Tony knocked into Loki’s shoulder, “You’re cute together, Rock of Ages, but don’t make me regret helping you tonight! Treat her right.”

“Of course. I... truly, thank you.”, sincerity seeped from Loki at the favor from Tony. “No worries! No worries!” Waving away any additional gratitude, Tony looked over the group of half cocked, and totally cocked heroes before him, “Of course the real bitch was getting Pepper to pull your name from the bowl…”

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sweetchup · 4 years

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Hi!! If your ask box is open, could I get a fluffy kurapika x reader? Just something very gentle and soft and maybe some cuddles bc kurapika deserves lots of loving!! Thank you so much!!

Wild Berry Pie

Type: Kurapika x Reader

Au?: None

Word Count: 2,300+

Warnings: None

“Hold on what?!?” You shout; surprise. Hold up, Why should you be surprised? This was Kurapika you were talking about. But seriously? You were going to scold your boyfriend so hard for only sleeping a total of 15 hours this whole week, getting himself injured (thankfully he could heal himself but still), working himself to death and, on top of that, this was all after recovering from a really bad sickness.

Melody hushes you as the other patrons of the cafe turn and glare at you. You let out a small squeak of an apology at them before returning to sipping on your drink, all the while mumbling, “Kurapika… what the heck were you thinking...”

“I’m sorry (y/n)-Chan. I didn’t mean to get you worked up, I just wanted to let you know.”

You look at Melody in front of you, the woman was looking down at her drink in shame. She knew it wasn’t her fault that Kurapika wasn’t taking care of himself but she felt bad for not telling one of her closest friends and Kurapika’s girlfriend, (y/n), sooner. You shake your head, giving a small smile. “Please It’s not your fault he’s acting this way. I’ve been gone for a while and I shouldn’t have left in the first place, I mean I kind of expected this. He’s practically been out of it since York New. Plus, on top of that, he has the amount of stress Nostrade is putting on him due to Neon losing her Nen.”

Melody gives a smile at the girl in front of her. No wonder Kurapika was in love with her. (Y/n) was not only pretty on the outside but also on the inside. Her voice was so soft and heartwarming, it could calm the harshest of storms and also act like a nice warm campfire on a cold bitter night. The smile (y/n) produced, even the smallest of ones, was practically contagious and definitely lit up a room. And her heart, oh her heart, produced such a loving melody. It sung with all her compassion for her comrades, friends and even the well-being of some strangers.

She practically was the light of hope in Kurapika’s life. The small thing that he knew could give him some purpose after all his revenge plans were done. Sure, it would be hard for him, very hard in fact, to figure something out when everything’s all done. But he knew that (y/n) would be there right next to him, never ever thinking of leaving him behind.

“Oh, (y/n)-Chan are you okay?” Melody says concerned as you suddenly stand up. You look at the women in the eyes, yours gleaming with determination.

“I know exactly what to do! Kurapika has an early shift tonight and a late one tomorrow so I’ll make him something special tonight. To get him to relax.”

Melody giggles. Oh how kind you were. “That would be perfect (y/n)-Chan.”

Ecstatic, (y/n) pays for their drinks, giving melody a small ‘thank you' and waves as she rushes out the door. Melody waves back before returning to her drink. Looking at the tea cup, she starts thinking back, back to York New, back to the Nostrade Mansion, Back to the hunter exam, back to that one tragic night and finally thinking of now, on how thankful she was of (y/n) and —

Melody is suddenly startled out of her thoughts as (y/n) slides to the table, almost slipping past her. The girl is clearly tired since she is sweaty and out of breath. Melody blinks a couple of times, unsure of what happened to (y/n).

“M-melody? Do you happen—happen to have the keys to the dorms-s”

Melody blinks some more before breaking out in laughter. Oh how silly (y/n) could be.

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“And…. Done!”

You let out a sigh and stretch your back. It was hard work getting all this done but it was definitely worth it. Putting your hand on your hips you take in the living room in front of you. The Tv was on with a classic comedy movie, ready to be started. Part of the floor and coach was covered head to toe in different blankets, stuffed animals and pillows to lounge on. Then there was the coffee table, which held many sweets, snacks and drinks and finally the main course of it all….

“(Y-y/n)?” A voice says behind you. Spinning around you see Kurapika taking his shoes off with his bag dropped on the floor. He looked amazed as he looked at the set up in front of him.

“Surprise!” You shout, running up to your boyfriend and giving him a hug. Pulling away you boop his nose, “I thought you needed it especially after I heard you weren’t taking care of yourself. Hmph! How many times do I have to tell you to get a good amount of sleep?!”

Kurapika lets out a small smile at you. “Sorry I’ve been very bus—“

“No buts Mister kurapika” you say, poking his chest. “You're so stubborn sometimes. That’s why I have to come and make you chillax~.”

He lets out a small chuckle as you pull him towards the pile of pillows. Though he soon takes your hand off his arm before you can make him sit. “I’m sorry you had to go through so much trouble but I actually have to get some work done.”

“W-What? Did you not hear what I just said?!” You say. Kurapika looks away from you. This idiot. You bring your hands up to his face, forcing him to look at you. “Kurapika you need to rest. You—“

“(Y/n) I’m sorry I need to get this done.” He says in a firm voice, pulling your hands off his face as he walks away. He was longer playing around and you knew if you continued you could anger him. Clenching your teeth you raised your voice a little bit.

“Kurapika if this is about the spiders it can wait!”

He snaps his head around.

“Excuse me?” He says with a dangerous low voice.

“I said if this is about the spiders it can w—“

“What do you know? Huh?!” Kurapika says furious. He stalks towards you and backs you up against the wall. You choke up as you lock eyes with his scarlet ones, “You still have everything! Your family! Your childhood! Your best friend! I got mine all taken away. What do—“

“I DON’T!” You shout. Stopping him dead in his tracks as he sees a tear go down your face. He was so exhausted and out of it that he had taken his anger out on you. This wasn’t right and he knew he needed to calm down. Wiping the tears off your face you continue, “I don’t understand. I don’t think I ever will but I don’t want you to end up destroying yourself!”

“That’s not your job (y/n). It’s non—“

“It is because I love you. It’s my job as your girlfriend, your lover, to look after your well being Kurapika! I would be a horrible one if I didn’t ever try.”

Both of you are silent for a second after your final outburst. A thick awkward silence. You and Kurapika like to deal with your problems through discussions so this was quite rare for you two to have an argument. Even if this one was small, you didn’t know how to react or feel. When you gulped or took a breath too long you felt like you were adding to the tension by making too much noise. You go to apologize but Kurapika cuts you off by giving you a small kiss on the forehead. “I know you do. I just... you know it’s my goal to avenge them, you know?”

Wrapping his arms around you, Kurapika pulls you into a hug. The soft scent of cologne on him fills your senses, making you relax.

After a couple of minutes you two pull away and both give each other a small smile.

“We both lost our cool huh?” Kurapika says, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yeah.” You say quietly, “Can you take a small break though? Just for tonight? I’m just concerned you’ll get hurt or sick again.”

Kurapika sighs and thinks for a second. He decides it was ok to take a break for just one night, he nods his head in affirmation. Smiling, you mischievously tackle him onto the coach. Kurapika groans as you land and peck his cheek.

“Ugh you are heavy. Get off” He says; jokingly.

Your mouth falls open in surprise. “Excuse me?!”

Determined to get back at him for the insult you cuddle him closer and attack his face with kisses. Kurapika, his face bright red, tries to move away from your barrage of affection. You let out a giggle as you pull away, you had completely forgotten you had put on a little lipstick so he had many stained kiss marks all over him. Even one smudge on the corner of his lips.

He raises an eyebrow as you use a phone and take a picture of him. Laughing you turn it around, showing him. Letting out a groan he covers his face, embarrassed.

“(Y/n)!” Kurapika whines, “Delete that!”

“No~~” You whine back, leaning yourself onto his chest.

For the next hour, you two enjoyed each other's presence. Laughing with mouths full of popcorn at the cheeky comedy. Creating small talk, well attempting, while chewing on some toffee. Sharing sweet small kisses and loving stares in between the movie scenes. It was a wonderful and perfect night.

Lightly, you groom your fingers through Kurapika’s soft golden locks as he lays asleep on your stomach. You felt relieved that the Kurta male is sleeping and will hopefully no longer be exhausted when he wakes up. Speaking of Kurta, you look at the covered dish in the center of the table. You didn’t reveal the main course of tonight to him. You sigh. Oh well, you can’t do much about it now.

“What’s wrong, habib albi?” Kurapika mumbles into your shirt.

“O-oh I thought you were asleep.” You say, blushing. You were a sucker for Kurapika talking in his native tongue, even though you only understood some of the simple things. It especially made you melt when it came to him calling you pet names or giving you small compliments. He once told you your pet name ‘habib albi’ roughly translated to ‘love of my heart’.

He hums and sits up. “Don’t change the subject.”

You sigh, standing up. Walking over to the coffee table. “Ok but don’t freak out, ok?”

Grabbing a hold of the cover, you lift it up. Revealing a pie underneath.

“(Y-y/n) is that-t?”

“I know you don’t like me looking through your stuff from your village but I remember you mentioning that your mother used to make you your favorite Wild Berry Pie whenever you were stressed. So I thought It counted as an exception.”

You suddenly feel Kurapika pull you into his lap. Looking up you see Kurapika with a small smile along with a couple of stray tears rolling down his face.

“K-kurapika I’m sorry! I didn’t mean for you to be upset.” You reach up and carefully wipe the tears off his face. He soon stops you.

“I’m not. Don’t worry habib albi, I’m not.” He squeezes you closer to him, “I’m actually happy. How did you do it though?”

“Oh! Umm I took one of the old dictionaries you had and looked through the Kurta recipe books until I found the Wild Berry Pie. It’s not exact since we don’t have the same ingredients as the Lukso Province but I got it as close as I could.”

“Ah I see. That sounds very hard to do.” Kurapika says chuckling.

“Yeah it was” You say, leaning over and sighing as you remember the grueling three hours it took to figure out and make. You suddenly sit up, “A-ah do you want me to grab you a slice?”

Kurapika nods his head and you excitedly get up and cut a slice. You had taken so much time in it you wanted it to be perfect. As you lifted it and put it on a plate you sighed, relieved. It had come out perfect. Due to the cover, the pie was still warm and fresh, the right time to eat it at. The crust was a perfect golden color and thankfully not soggy. The wild assortment of berries you added had started to ooze out onto the plate, leaving a nice purple-reddish trail and a pleasant aroma.

You felt proud of your accomplishment and sat back in kurapika’s lap. Now was the ultimate test. Handing him a fork, you watch in grueling anticipation as he takes a bite. Blankly he slowly chews and swallows, causing you to gulp. You messed it up didn’t you? He finally turns and looks at you. Finally, he gives you a wide smile, the first big smile in a while.

“My 'um would be proud.”

You let out a loud ‘yay’ in happiness and kurapika holds you close. You were beyond the moon in happiness that he had said his mom would be proud of your pie. Your pie!

“(Y/n)” You look towards Kurapika’s call to see a fork in front of your face, holding a piece of the pie, “Say ahh~”

You open your mouth and he feeds you the piece. Chewing, you moan at the taste. It was absolutely delicious. Each berry was exploding with a unique flavor. Which ends up creating a sweet blend with the right bit of tartness.

Looking up at Kurapika, you watch as he takes another bite. All the while still smiling. Tonight and every other date were amazing but nothing and you mean nothing was as perfect as seeing this. Kurapika with a wide smile on his face.

You would definitely have to make this pie again.

#hxh #hunter x hunter #scenarios #hxh scenarios #kurapika #kurapika kurta #fluff #hxh fluff #hunter x hunter fluff #hxh kurapika #kurapika x reader

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swampgallows · 5 years

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after SEVERAL DAYS ive finally completed my own version of this. not to be confused with husbando squares. i had to really reach for a couple of these as i was trying very hard to make this a favorite list and not a kin list but you can see the parts where i failed

descriptions under the cut, starting at the top and left to right:

JAN VALENTINE from Hellsing: i was obsessed with this dude when i was like 13. i wanted his beanie and i loved his fucked up piercings. also the first blowjob i ever saw. i covered my eyes. traumatizing!

RED DEATH from Venture Bros.: a dignified killer. the voice of clancy brown is absolutely integral to this character and my affinity for him. cant go wrong with a murderous family man. “brownies? yes, thank you!” plus he had a sick mohawk in the 80s.

GENERAL GRIEVOUS from Star Wars: coughing bastard wields four glowsticks at once. what’s not to love?

LURTZ from Lord of the Rings: ground zero for the closest thing to a sexual awakening

KUP from Transformers: that’s just ME, babey! old know-it-all curmudgeon stops at mcdonalds for one black coffee and leaves

JANE LANE from Daria: if i’d watched Daria in high school instead of college I would have modeled my entire existence after her. she treads between being an ideal older sister and being the greatest lesbian/girlfriend ever

THRALL from Warcraft: thrall practically raised me through my teen years and was there for me as a surrogate orc dad before he became an actual dad. the horde is thrall’s family and when i say i’m his child i MEAN it

MEWTWO from Pokémon: mewtwo knocked my socks off when i encountered him in cerulean cave in 1998 on pokémon red, and then once i found out about the first 10 minutes cut from the english version of the movie in 99, it was all over

REXXAR from Warcraft: that’s just my strong asexual mok’nathal husband. i used to pal around with him in desolace back when he was champion of the horde, and once he made his way back to his people at thunderlord stronghold we consummated our vows

DIN from Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Seasons: this is the only zelda game i have ever played, one i bought with my own money, with CASH, and i played the shit out of it. i love nature magic and dancing and din has both.

CHERNABOG from Disney’s Fantasia: i warped the VHS watching this part over and over as a kid. he’s called chernabog now but he was referred to as “satan” initially, and bela lugosi modeled his movement (though they ended up using the director’s poses instead). when he unfurls his wings? that’s the real shit

TWILIGHT SPARKLE from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic: i love all of the ponies in their own way and despite how much i abhor tara strong’s VA work twilight remains a top favorite. her anxiety and perfectionism show the downsides of her ardent studiousness, but dont portray her erudition in a negative light. a lot of cartoons i saw growing up always had an “egghead” nerdy character who was unpopular for doing well in school or caring about academia. while i know as an adult that it’s all essentially worthless it’s really affirming to see that pressure candidly portrayed while also not being totally dismissive of it. school was one of the only things i was ever good at, and twilight’s character shows both its heavy downsides and the ways in which it actually can be applied to the real world.

[free space] GARROSH HELLSCREAM from Warcraft: literally me

WASHU HAKUBI from Tenchi Muyo!: one of my longtime faves! washu is a genius scientist, but with tenchi muyo being a mythological sci-fi series, that points her closer to witch/mad scientist/alchemist. i also liked the gimmick of her being thousands of years old but insisting on portraying herself as a short snarky teenager. plus i love her crab motif and her little wooden cheerleader puppets

JOHN SILVER from Treasure Planet: bear cyborg dad. super huggable, great voice, and has a lil irish jig follow him around in the soundtrack. neck rolls + tooth gap = hell fuckkin yeah babey

AIUSHTHA THE ENCHANTRESS from DotA 2: sproink!

PEPPER ANN from Disney’s Pepper Ann: this show made me excited to attend middle school LMFAO because i related to pepper ann so much as a kid. much like twilight sparkle, PA is super neurotic but has an explosive, if not borderline delusional, imagination. she dressed and behaved like an actual kid, and plus she looked like me too. even in the 90s it was rare to see a kid with glasses that wasn’t shafted to the poindexter stereotype, especially a girl (e.g. Gretchen from the fellow Disney show Recess). i liked that she wasn’t feminine but also wasn’t a hard tomboy; she gave me space to feel like i was allowed to exist outside of that kind of gender binary (and especially her younger sister Moose blows all gender expectations out of the water).

ASUKA LANGLEY SORYU from Neon Genesis Evangelion: foundation of my childhood identity along with all the trauma and posturing therein. think garrosh if he were a 12 year old girl who piloted a mech

DEVIL ZUKIN from Dance Dance Revolution: amazing outfit, rocked the konamix. i like evil zukin too but devil zukin is the fave. sleeveless crop top hell yeah

UNDYNE from Undertale: my bi awakening at 25. strong fish lady love spagety

HELLBOY from Hellboy: mike mignola’s art style has influenced a lot of my own. he’s a demon who chooses to be the good guy and that’s everything to me. he loves kitty cats and pancakes and punches nazis, and hellboy ii: the golden army is one of the best movies of all time.

BLACKARACHNIA from Beast Wars (Transformers): LOVE this bitch. she got to hang out with tarantulas and also expressed that moral grayness i totally love, chillin with rattrap and makin jokes. spider motif is v good also

LEAH from Stardew Valley: life goals. wife goals.

NAILS from Cool World: this movie fucking blows LMFAO it’s absolutely awful but it has the most banger rave soundtrack next to hackers and ralph bakshi’s animation as always is a spectacle. Nails is a hapless anxious cop-spider who can barely load his own gun and looks like a predecessor to a Cuphead reject. plus he’s voiced by charlie adler so he’s got huge personality. funny spider guy

HAWK MOTH from Miraculous: i know what i am. im a bitch who loves bug motifs and villains who are outwitted by literal children, who are utterly convinced they are doing the right and just thing, who stare a redemption arc in the face and go “...nah”

#favorite character bingo #it me #i have a kintype and it is ORANGE #of the four non-magical typical humans on this list 3 are children LMAO

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dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt · 5 years

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Even numbers :}

THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU CRAZY KIDDO I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND YOU’RE A BLESSING ON THIS WORLD!!!!!!

2: is your room messy or clean?

It’s kind of a mix?? Like I leave my clothes folded on top of the drawers rather than putting them away bc the drawers stick and it’s just easier access. The messiest thing about my room is that I’m a human magpie who likes collecting shiny/interesting things so I have a lot of stones and bits of metal or ceramic and some nuts and bolts lying around pffft. XD But mostly I keep things kinda tidy.

4: do you like your name? why?

I DO NOW!!!! :DDDDD

6: describe your personality in 3 words or less

uUUUuuHHHHHh well-meaning, stubborn, energetic! :D

8: what kind of car do you drive? color?

I currently drive my parents’ car. It’s dark grey… not gonna say what model. XD

10: how would you describe your style?

Like, clothes wise? Either very simple n plain or outrageously colourful n quirky. Depends on the day. XD

12: what size bed do you have?

Double.

14: if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

Oof honestly just back home (in Victoria.) A part of me also wants to try out a big city?? I’ve always lived in the country and tbh I kind of hate big cities because they seem to be filled with rude busy people but I wanna live there just to have something different and so I’ll know for sure and to say I did, y’know? (lmao a friend and I joke that we’re gonna move to NYC together one day, so she can keep my li’l naive country boi ass from getting chewed up and spat out by New Yorkers. I appreciate it. X’D )

16: favorite makeup brand(s)

No idea. I’ve only worn makeup twice, and those times were when my Mum begged me for a solid year until I finally caved and let her do it… grumpily. X’D

18: favorite tv show?

S E N S E 8

20: how tall are you?

5′4. :)

22: do you go to the gym?

Nope, not enough money. I used to work out a lot at home and I got p ripped but because of my eating disorder I had to stop. Still haven’t started up again yet. :(

24: how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

21 bucks. :D

26: how many pillows do you sleep with?

2. One under my head and one to cuddle (shut up, I kNow. XD )

28: how many friends do you have?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ too lazy to count, however many people I interact with online. I don’t have any irl friends… god that sounds pathetic. XD

30: whats your favorite candle scent?

Absolutely no idea, we never have any. That’s actually something I wanna change when I get my own place. I like candles. They calm me.

32: 3 favorite girl names

God I am so shitty with names. My characters either name themselves or they don’t get names. X’D UUUUUUUUHHHHH, Amber, Ida, Carmen??? idk???

34: favorite actress?

Emma Thompson is an actual fucking legend and I would go to battle for her.

36: favorite movie?

How to Train Your Dragon or Spider-Man: Into the Spiderverse! :D (If it has to be live action: Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. :P )

38: money or brains?

Heart.

40: how many times have you been to the hospital?

For myself, personally? Lots when I was a baby bc I had chronic ear infections and would literally just scream 24/7 and never sleep, I was in so much pain (poor tiny Matt. :(((( ) Once because I had a really bad migraine around age 13 that literally would not go away and had me throwing up every other minute and in such bad pain I wanted to literally die. And once recently when I felt super sick for months and months and finally went only to find there was nothing wrong with me?? turned out it was my gluten intolerance but dear god I had never felt that sick.

42: do you take any medications daily?

Just my asthma preventer (and I forget to take that a lot and end up not being able to breathe as well as I should, bc I’m the World’s Biggest Dumbass :)) XD )

44: what is your biggest fear?

Physically: Not being able to breathe. Emotionally: The people I love ending up hating me just because I’m me. There’s a lot of irony to unpack there but I’m just gonna set the whole suitcase on fire. :)

46: whats your go to hair style?

Shaving the whole damn thing off.

48: who is your role model?

I don’t really have one?? I guess my parents?? But I don’t really wanna be exactly like them either? I think it’s unwise to put anyone on a pedestal bc nobody’s perfect.

50: what was the last text you sent?

Screaming to a friend about how cute her OC is. XD

52: what is your dream car?

Literally could not care less so long as it gets me where I’m going and it’s neon yellow. X’D

54: do you go to college?

Nope, dropped out of highschool early lmao.

56: would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

Rural I guess?? But that’s only because I’ve always lived rural and don’t know any different. it’s quiet, I like quiet.

58: do you have freckles?

Yep! I don’t have them in big patches tho? I just have like, some random single ones scattered all over my body?? XD

60: how many pictures do you have on your phone?

Don’t have a phone and dear GOD I don’t even wanna know how many pictures I have on my laptop. Answer: too many. XD

62: do you still watch cartoons?

OF COURSE!! :D

64: Favorite dipping sauce?

idk I don’t really dip things in sauce? Maybe just tomato sauce?

66: have you ever won a spelling bee?

Yes, actually!! Woooo go bb Matt!! :D

68: can you draw?

Stick figures? Yes. XD

70:what was the last concert you saw?

Never been to one.

72: Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

Only ever been to Starbucks so I can’t really compare.

74: what is your crush’s first and last initial?

76: what color looks best on you?

I think blue does. 💙

78: do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Open. Sleeping with it closed freaks me out, idk why. 😅

80: what is your biggest pet peeve?

Being condescended to. :///

82: favorite ice cream flavor?

Mint choc chip! Or rainbow! XD

84: chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

GIMME THE GAY SPRINKLES EVERY TIME.

86: what is your phone background?

Laptop background is currently THIS incredibly amazing beautiful accurate drawing Oli did of my OC Ben!!! :’D

88: do you like it when people play with your hair?

Y E S. I used to hate it when it was rlly long but now it’s heaven. ^-^ Unless I’m in one of my ‘being touched makes my skin crawl’ kind of moods.

90: do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

Just whenever I have my shower, occasionally during the day if I’m sweaty or whatever. Sometimes if my insomnia kicked me in the ass I splash my face n neck with cold water to wake up in the morning.

92: have you ever been drunk?

Nope, and I really don’t want to be. The idea of being out of control of myself, even just a little bit, is terrifying to me. No thanks. I also just generally do not like alcohol, idk why.

94: favorite lyrics right now

My all-time favourite lyrics come from Twenty One Pilots’ song ‘The Judge’ (even though I don’t actually like the song itself I love the lyrics):“When the leader of the bad guys sangSomething soft and soaked in painI heard the echo from his secret hideawayHe must’ve forgot to close his doorAs he cranked out those dismal chordsAnd his four walls declared him insane”

96: day or night?

*chanting* NIGHT NIGHT NIGHT NIGHT NIGHT N

98: favorite month?

Ironically, considering my character March is a giant dickwad, it’s March. XD The weather is just starting to turn cool after the grueling summer and it’s also my birth month! :D

100: who was the last person you cried in front of?

My Dad. Yikes.

AHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKIN, ALEX!!!

#Matt speaks #if you wanna get to know me read this lmao #looong #another interview that I love!!!#:D #<3 #BUDDY :D #bestest bud #I English speak good #X'D #asks #get to know me

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currently about to listen to spider by hoshi for the first time!! even though you’ve been posting about it for months!! will leave thoughts below as i’m listening

WHAT IS THIS PRODUCTION ITS SO COOL AND SPIDERY

VOCALSVOCALSVOCALS HIS VOICE IS LIKE HONEY (and all i could taste was the blood in my mouth and the bitterness of goodbye etc)

SKFJALDJ PRECHORUS BEAT

the producers are v good at using panning to add depth to the song

NO BUT THE VOCALS ARE ILLEGAL SERIOUSLY THEYRE SO GOOD

ok so i had to stop halfway through (☹️) bc my voice teacher came early but i’m back now lol

also i looked up the lyrics beforehand and i love how they’re specific and meticulously crafted but open to interpretation. and it was cool how my perception of the message of the song shifted as it went on

i really love the synths and the bass

FALSETTO

i thought hoshi was a rapper but i think i got him mixed up with someone else from svt lol

THE BEAT IS SO SO GOOD

his voice sounds light and (don’t go) dark at the same time it’s amazing

THE SEXY BREATHING SLFJALDK

the producers NAILED the reverb

it isn’t everyday that someone releases music that’s fresh and original and unexpected and this song is EXACTLY that. i wish i had listened to it sooner

i don’t have synthesia (if i remember correctly, you do, right?) but sometimes when i listen to a really good song i’ll have a sort of abstract visual suddenly come to mind and with this one i see a bunch of scattered orbs of light, all different colors, all super vibrant, very pretty like hoshi and his song. what color do you see? i’m so curious!!

i love how he made this song with a relatively small group of people. idk if he was the main writer not (i hope he is) but this is the song of the year decade century millenium etc

is there a video of him performing this in a crop top or sports bra or something? i know taemin did that for advice but i thought you mentioned hoshi did it too. i could be wrong though lol

anyway in conclusion i’m rating this one a solid 100/10 😌 ty for the unofficial rec <3

WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH THIS ASK ..... THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER GOTTEN IN MY INBOX IN MY 10+ YEARS ON TUMBLR 😭 i am not joking seeing this after i woke up just catapulted my whole mood up into the damn stratosphere.

i can't even say anything you haven't said yet bc this is exactly how i feel about this song ..... it is legit one of the most well-produced songs i've ever heard across the board of any genre. the back vocals (thank you, woozi), the production (thank you, woozi and bumzu), the beat drop before the chorus (majestic), the VOCALS (thank you hoshi who showed so much growth in his craft to deliver this masterpiece) down to the falsetto and down to the way his voice is layered with his lower register. i love his mid-range so much, and he has such a strong chest voice, and i just get chills during the pre-choruses every time. his voice is magic like that.

this was the first song of any svt member / svt i ever heard and i can't even tell you what happened. i listened to it bc several people told me to check it out ... and three hours later i still had it on loop. i had it on loop for days. i still do. i listen to it every day. it absolutely steamrolled over me and changed my year lmao. it's the sole reason i became an svt fan ... that is the power of this song! i love this song so much. i love that the song sounds exactly like its lyrics to me, it's so entrancing and so intricate with its details just sonically and just enhances the text. but i can absolutely recommend you to watch the mv, studio choom (in a mesh shirt and cropped suit) and the live stage hoshi performed, because the choreography! hoshi is naturally a dancer and choreographer and it shows! it made me fall in love with this song and him and svt with no return in sight. in other news the moment the beat drops before the last chorus i legit hold my breath bc it's SO satisfying, musically and visually.

and i so agree with how you described the song? like the flickering happens for me too across the song! for me, it's a sleek silver and a cool burgundy (it has been since the first listen)! like this song gives me such a strong emotional reaction and yet it always felt very cool to me in what i see. the bridge is neon white and then drops back into dark burgundy with silver running through to the end. it’s contained in these colours.

"it isn’t everyday that someone releases music that’s fresh and original and unexpected and this song is EXACTLY that." the way you hit the nail on the head. let's end this ask here before i never stop bc you already said it best. <3

#BEST ASK GREATEST ASK MOST AMAZING ASK EVER #i am 💝💞💓💖💝💕💝💖💕💞��💘💝💞💗💖💘#it will become a timeless classic i just know it #also best synth use in any (kpop) song this year iktr !!!!!!#hoshi should get dance performance noms but i won't think he will </3 #widerthandistance #ask #nina music talks ✨

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benito-cereno · 7 years

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The Haunting of Netflix House 5: The Netflix Dimension

What’s up Octobocops, it’s Halloweason. Let’s get spooked. Here are some movies of the horror and horror-adjacent genres that you might watch by yourself or with a party of friends or with the spirit of a long-deceased duke who lives in inhabits your house. This is part five; you know the goddamn drill by now.

Previously, on The Haunting of Netflix House:

2013: The Haunting of Netflix House

2014: The Haunting of Netflix House 2: Your Sister is a Netflix

2015: The Haunting of Netflix House 3: The Season of the Netflix

2016: The Haunting of Netflix House 4: The Netflix Master

A couple of notes for those who are new to the list:

This is being posted on October 2, 2017. For humans of the future who find this, the links may not all be up to date. Some might even expire by November 2017. Click at your own risk.

I try to offer both breadth and depth of options on this list, but it is by no means exhaustive. I’m sorry if a favorite of yours got left off. There’s a chance I just haven’t seen it yet. Feel free to reblog and add some of your favorites, but please make sure a movie is actually currently available on Netflix before jumping my shit about some nonsense I “forgot,” please and thank you.

This list is based upon movies that are available on Netflix in the US. I have no idea what is streaming on Canadian Netflix or British Netflix or Slovenian Netflix. How would I know this. Why would I know this. Please do not expect me to know this. Feel free to be the Canadian/British/Slovenian Benito and make your own list applicable to your own countryhumans.

Horror movies, by their nature, have horrific things in them. Most of these movies are violent; lots of them deal with torture, abuse, and mental illness. If some element of this jumps out to me while I’m writing these up, I’ll mention them, but if you are sensitive to or have issues with certain types of content, you might look an individual movie up on Common Sense Media first to check for content warnings.

While there are always good horror movies to be found on Netflix, if you really like scary movies, you should just get a Shudder subscription (or even just the free trial!). It has an unbeatable, well-curated selection.

All right let’s get to the goddamn movies what say

Classics (this section seems to get smaller every year):

Jaws (this is about a shark)

The Fly (the Vincent Price version, not the Jeff Goldblum one)

Gremlins (technically a Christmas movie, obviously, but maybe you’re a rebel)

The Sixth Sense (is this a classic? I mean probably your mom has heard of it, so)

Horror Comedies:

Tucker & Dale vs. Evil (highly recommended)

Little Evil (new from the maker of Tucker and Dale; great cast; more than the Omen spoof it looks like; recommended)

Troll Hunter (not horror in the traditional sense; not a “Halloween” monster; found footage style; subtitled; awesome)

Young Frankenstein (maybe you’ve heard of this one)

The Host (subtitled; not a “Halloween” monster)

Ravenous (fucking rules)

Housebound (recommended)

Patchwork (in the vein of like Re-Animator and Frankenhooker)

Deathgasm (the best the best the best; watch immediately)

The Bar

Haunted House/Ghost shit:

The Awakening

The Pact (recommended)

The Babadook (highest possible recommendation; how have you not watched this yet)

Under the Shadow (recommended; basically the Iranian Babadook)

The Canal

We Are Still Here (Barbara Crampton is in this; her name will be mentioned a few more times on this list because she is apparently a major selling point for some people)

Last Shift (haunted police station; recommended)

The Legend of Hell House (love this one; love Roddy McDowall)

I Am The Pretty Thing That Lives in the House (very slow paced but atmospheric)

Coraline (yeah, the scary stop-motion one)

Vampire shit:

Stake Land (non-traditional vampire rules; not really my jam but some people love it; no idea if the sequel is good)

Byzantium

Night Watch

Werewolf shit:

Late Phases (old blind guy vs werewolves; pretty good)

When Animals Dream (hit some similar thematic notes to Ginger Snaps, but completely different tonally; subtitled)

Zombie shit:

Train to Busan (this rules; subtitled)

Witch/Demon/Pagan shit:

At the Devil’s Door (from the maker of The Pact; not as good, still interesting)

The Void (Lovecraftian cult shit; very cool visuals and practical effects)

Baskin (subtitled; super gory; also, the protags are asshole cops who tell transphobic stories and say homophobic slurs and talk about bestiality at the beginning, so heads up; worth a watch if that doesn’t bother you)

The Devil’s Candy

Hellions (this is not *great,* but it looks good and is heavily Halloweeny)

The Wailing (fucking amazing; subtitled)

Found footage shit:

V/H/S (lots of sex, violence, and sexualized violence

V/H/S/2 (same)

V/H/S Viral (same but in a different way)

The Den (ChatRoulette the horror movie; highly highly highly recommended)

Creep (recommended)

They’re Watching (not super amazing, but it’s wild af and I kind of love it; what if House Hunters International renovated a witch house?)

Man Vs (pretty okay)

Slasher shit (needless to say, these are gory):

Wes Craven’s New Nightmare

Curse of Chucky (way better than you think it is)

Clown (the haunted clown suit movie so good that Marvel said, “Yo, this guy should be in charge of Spider-Man”)

The Windmill (it’ll do fine if you’re just looking for a new slasher; tbf it is probably the best windmill-themed slasher ever made though)

Other shit:

Monsters (really good; not “Halloween” monsters)

It Follows (hey, what’s up, it’s the best horror movie of the past decade; highest possible rec)

Sleepy Hollow (what section do Headless Horsemen go in? Dunno; the movie not the show)

The House at the End of Time (highly recommended; subtitled)

Honeymoon

Starry Eyes

White God (DOG REVENGE)

They Look Like People (this is a slow burn, but super highly recommended)

Extraordinary Tales (animated anthology of Edgar Allan Poe stories narrated by famous people; a mixed bag, but cool)

Darling (okay, so: this is a really beautiful and atmospheric film that I, generally speaking, recommend; however, it is kind of “artsy,” there is not a lot of dialogue, it is in black and white, there are some light strobing effects, rape does not occur on screen but is implied to have happened in a character’s past)

The Hallow (scary fairies)

Tales of Halloween (an anthology, so a mixed bag; okay overall, but it’s definitely Halloween-y)

The Invitation (highest possible recommendation)

Beyond the Gates (I actually did not like this very much, but some people might find it interesting, especially if you like--wait for it--Barbara Crampton)

Turbo Kid (this is not really horror, but if you like horror, especially splatter stuff, you will probably like it; it is good as shit)

Gerald’s Game (new shit from Mike Flanagan and it’s really great. Deals with lots of hard issues like abuse and such so maybe take a look at content issues if you are sensitive to that kind of stuff. Also definitely not for the squeamish, so head’s up. That said, it’s really really good)

80s/90s shit:

Hellraiser (not my style, but maybe you like this stuff, iunno)

Children of the Corn

The Craft

Non-Supernatural Thriller/Violence shit (these are violent):

Hush (Mike Flanagan directs; home invasion with a deaf woman protagonist; fucking rules)

The Silenced (haven’t actually watched this yet, but it looks good; don’t *think* it’s supernatural?; presumably subtitled)

The Eyes of My Mother (black and white; super bleak; beautiful and highly recommended)

Kristy

Dig Two Graves

We Need to Talk About Kevin (very bleak)

The Bad Batch (from the director of A Girl Walks Home Etc; only kind of horror-adjacent; Jason Momoa and Keanu Reeves are in this)

Sun Choke (visually beautiful but super art-housey, also lots of mental illness and abuse stuff in this one; also *Barbara Crampton*)

Zodiac (biography of Ted Cruz)

I Don’t Feel at Home in this World Anymore (so fucking good; very funny also)

Nightcrawler (basically a vampire movie, but with a camera instead of fangs)

Horror and Horror-Adjacent Documentaries (all the good horror docs got moved to Shudder):

The Nightmare (a doc on sleep paralysis and night terrors that is so-so as a documentary, but super effective as a horror film)

Witches: A Century of Murder (history of British witch trials, reenacted; two parts)

“But, Benito!” I hear you cry. “I don’t have Netflix for some reason! What about some other streaming services?” Yeah, all right. Here are some quick hits that are definitely not exhaustive. Just a couple of party jams you might enjoy if you’ve burned through the Netflix list.

What’s on Hulu though

10 Cloverfield Lane

Monster Squad

Fright Night (the original; a must watch if you haven’t seen it)

Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2

From Dusk Til Dawn

An American Werewolf in London

Hatchet

Pumpkinhead (check this one out if you haven’t seen it)

The Blob

I Saw the Devil (amazing)

Invasion of the Body Snatchers (either version)

Shaun of the Dead

The Loved Ones

Wolfcop

The Thing

Rigor Mortis

Borgman

The Descent

Bloodsucking Bastards

Willow Creek

Berberian Sound Studio

Plus a bunch of shit that’s also on Netflix

What about Amazon Prime you idiot

The Girl with All the Gifts

Them (not Them!)

The Witch

Hell House LLC

Neon Demon

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Nosferatu

Green Room

Little Shop of Horrors (the Corman one, not the musical)

The Blackcoat’s Daughter

The Bay

Society

The Last Man on Earth

The Last Exorcism

What We Do in the Shadows

Amazon Prime is hard to navigate so that’s all. If I left off a favorite, it’s not because I don’t like it. It’s because it didn’t pop up in the first 20 pages of search results.

Tell me some good Shudder ones

The Innkeepers

A Tale of Two Sisters

The Gorgon

Lake Bodom

Prevenge

All the Phantasms (maybe not Ravager)

Shrew’s Nest

Noroi: The Curse

The House of the Devil

Black Sunday

Let the Right One In

Murder Party (highly recommended, esp for Halloween)

WNUF Halloween Special

Ghostwatch (play this at your party if you want to fucking win Halloween)

This list could be a million more entries long. Shudder rules.

What about Crackle/Vudu/YouTube/etc

Please shut up

As usual, please do me a solid and only circulate the current version of the list, so people aren’t clicking on dead links and thinking I’m an idiot. Again, this list is not and could not be completely exhaustive, and if I left off your favorite movie, I swear I was not targeting you personally. And, again, some of these movies are more interesting than they are good AND horror is a highly subjective experience, so your mileage may vary on some of these.

If you enjoyed this list, perhaps consider checking out some of my other Halloween-related posts:

a primer for spooky stories

a primer for Lovecraft specifically

a list of “essential” horror movies

a list of “essential” silent horror movies

a list of “essential” horror comedies

a list of suggested horror double features

a primer for Hammer horror

a list of cool movies starring Christopher Lee and Vincent Price

this list of resources, including short films and even more scary movies

a suggested Halloween playlist

a primer for spooky classical music

the scariest 20 minutes in radio history

free to play spooky games

and my general Halloween tag, which includes short films, movie trailers, comics, stories, and more

Also maybe consider checking out my Letterboxd profile, where I rate and review movies of all types (but primarily horror) all year long and from all sorts of sources, in case you’re wondering what’s good on more than just Netflix. Also also, maybe take a look at some of my comics, several of which are appropriate for Halloween times.

Happy Halloween, nerds!

#halloween #long post #netflix #horror movies #horror #hulu #amazon prime #shudder #the haunting of netflix house

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Sunshine - Peter Parker Imagine

Rating: PG

Warnings: mentions of violence, very slight though

Summary: Older!Peter Parker AU. Peter has been saving the world for years since high school, but he had never encountered a girl like Hanan. The small child had his heart the moment she looked at him, and after her, everything had changed.

Word Count: 2248

Notes: @niamhlincoln

Peter stared back at the crumbling building as the other Avengers tried to save as many people as they could. He landed on a roof and put the little girl in his arms down. She began to cry once she was out of his arms.

“Woah, woah, it’s ok.” He hugged her just as Mr. Rogers instructed, “Avengers, no one else is in the building.”

Peter let out a sigh of relief and held the girl by her shoulders. “Ok, sweetheart, do you know the names of your parents? We can try finding them.”

The girl sniffed. “My dad. People call him Carlos.” She wiped her tears on her sleeve.

“Ok,” Peter smiled at her. “That’s good. You’re doing great. What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Ha-nahn.” She coughed. “Hanan.”

“Ok, Hanan, I’m going to get you to the police, they’ll help you find your dad.”

“No!” The child clung to his arm, and even though Peter had super strength, he couldn’t just push the child away. “Karen, can you scan the area, try finding Hanan’s dad?”

“Of course, Peter.”

Hanan gasped, her bright smile erasing all signs of her previous crying. “Karen!” she shouted. The little girl looked around and searched for the woman she heard.

“Hello, Hanan,” Karen greeted.

Peter’s eyes widened. “Karen,” he whined.

The little girl narrowed her eyes at Peter and poked the side of his head. “There’s two of you?” She smiled. “That’s so cool!”

Peter laughed.

Karen approved. “She is a smart girl, Peter.”

“Yeah, she is.” Peter took Hanan in his arms and looked over the city. “Karen, did you find Mr. Carlos?”

“Unfortunately, I can’t find anyone with the name of Carlos in the nearby area.”

Hana clutched Peter’s suit in her little fists and looked away from the city. Peter sighed and tapped his earpiece. “Mr. Stark, can I go to base with someone?”

“You’re not bringing a date.”

“She’s not a date!” Peter explained.

“She’s a she,” Tony deadpanned.

Hana smiled again and tapped Peter’s head. “Hello?” she said.

“See!” Peter said.

There were a few seconds of silence before Tony replied, “Bring her over.”

Peter held Hanan’s hand as they exited his apartment and roamed the streets of Queens. “Where do you want to go, Hanan?”

She skipped as she walked. “I don’t know.” She pulled his arm and gasped. “Can we go to Grandpa Tony’s?”

Peter smiled softly. He couldn’t be more thankful for the little girl with him. His daughter. After the trials of searching for her father, comforting her in his death, and finally adopting her, it was hard to believe he could finally call her that. “Grandpa Tony’s not home now. We can’t visit him when he’s not there.”

“Why not?” She bounced as she walked. “Did you see his TV?” She let go of Peter’s hand to stretch out her arms as far as she could. “It’s bigger than this!”

The man laughed. “Ok, where else would you want to go?”

Hanan looked around and tapped her chin. Her eyes lit up and she pointed across the street. “There!”

“Why there?”

“The lights!” Hanan pointed at the bright red and blue neon lights. “It’s like Spider-Man,” she said.

Peter nodded as he chest swelled with pride. Hana couldn’t know his secret yet, but it was great to know his daughter loved every side of him. “Then, there we go.” He crossed the street with her and after buying Hanan an overpriced ice cream cone, she took it greedily and said, ‘Thank you, Po!”

Peter tilted his head. He’d heard her say it before, but he didn’t know who Po was or if it meant anything. “What did you say, sweetheart?”

Hanan licked her ice cream again and repeated, “Thank you, Po.”

“It’s a sign of respect.”

Peter looked up.

You smiled at the man and his daughter. “Um, it’s a Filipino thing. Po is like saying sir or ma’am.”

Hanan beamed. “My parents taught me that!”

You laughed a little. “Well, your parents taught you well.”

The little girl dusted off her pants and stood up. She held out her hand. “I’m Hanan. What’s your name, Po?”

You laughed and crouched down. “I’m (Y/n), goddess of the morning.”

Hanan gasped. “You read my mind. You know how they chose my name!” She turned to Peter. “Ms. (Y/n) has superpowers!”

Both you and the father laughed. You blushed and stepped away. “Sorry for intruding. I just…” You smiled and looked away. That man was probably married or had a girlfriend or something. Then again, the girl was around eight, and the man, twenty-four at most. He probably had a complicated life already. You did not need to have romantic thoughts running through your head about a man who already had two girls in his life.

“It’s no problem,” Peter said. “Maybe you could teach me how to better understand my new daughter here.”

You blinked. “New?”

He blushed and licked his lips. The father gazed at his child. “Today, I’m officially Hanan’s dad.”

Hanan nodded. “Grandpa Tony says I can visit every weekend!”

You giggled. “Oh wow. That’s amazing. I’m afraid I can’t teach you much. I only know a little about Filipino culture.”

Peter took a deep breath, shook his head, and opened his mouth several times before finally requesting, “Then, maybe you could teach me what you know. Anything to help Hanan.” She laughed a little. Then, he paused and held out his hand. “I’m Peter, by the way.”

You bit your lip to prevent your giggles and shook his hand. “(Y/n).”

You pulled a chair closer to the stove and put Hanan on top of it. “Does it look good?”

Hanan nodded with a smile. “Chicken adobo!”

You laughed and glanced at the recipe once more. You reviewed what you did in your head and nodded when you knew you had followed the recipe well enough. You served some of the meat on the small plate along with a side of rice and gave it to the girl.

Hanan dug right in and moaned. “That’s so good. Thank you, Po!”

“You’re welcome, anak.” You ruffled her hair and sent her away to sit down. You set up two other plates of food just as Peter stood beside you and beamed. “That looks wonderful.”

“Couldn’t have done it without you, Peter.” You smiled and set the plates down on the table.

When all three of you were seated, Hanan put her hands together for a small prayer she always said. After her usual prayer, she said, “And also, thank you for the food Mommy and Daddy cooked for me. Amen!” She grabbed her spoon and shoved more food in her mouth.

While Hanan was enjoying her meal, Peter and you were busy trying to avoid each other’s gaze and calm down the heat in your cheeks.

“Hanan,” you started slowly.

The little girl looked up at you. “Yes, Po?”

“Um, I’m-”

“Grateful you enjoy the food!” Peter finished. He whispered, “It’s ok. You do act like her mom sometimes.”

You smiled at him. “Well, she’s too sweet.” The two of you gazed at the little girl both of you cherished so much and sighed. “No wonder you adopted her. She’s …” Hanan beamed at you, and you held your breath. You continued, “She’s absolutely radiant.”

Peter agreed, “Goddess of the morning.”

Then, his phone rang. Peter scrambled to get it. “Sir, hello. What… I’ll be there as soon as possible.” He hung up. “So sorry, (Y/n), but can you take care of Hanan for me?”

“Your boss sucks,” you commented. “He already called you in two times today.”

“Please, (Y/n).”

You sighed. “Of course. I’ll take care of her.”

“Thank you!” The man devoured his dinner, rushed to his room, and reappeared with a briefcase in hand. He kissed Hanan on the head. “I’ll see you later, sweetheart.” Then, without really thinking, he kissed your cheek. “Love you. I’ll see you after this, I promise.”

Heat filled your cheeks. You reached up and touched the burning patch of skin on your face. You closed your hand and replayed it in your head over and over again. He said… Peter casually mentioned… As if it were normal.

You would die to achieve that type of normal. Where you and Peter were together and with Hanan. Where Peter kissed your cheek before leaving for work. Where you could cherish both of them freely and without any shame.

“Are you ok, Mom?”

You shuddered as you tried to remember how to breathe. You had been taking care of Hanan for over a year, and yes, you have thought about being a part of their family. But, Hanan calling you that was indescribable. Someone looked up to you and admired you and loved you. Well, you wouldn’t go that far. But still, enough to call you that.

You smiled. “I’m fine, Sunshine.” You nodded at her plate. “Finish all your rice.”

Hanan smiled and held up her plate. “All done!”

You laughed. “Of course you are.” You gulped. “Um, let’s watch one movie then get you to bed, ok?”

“Can I wake up when Dad’s back?”

You eyed her.

“Please!” She jumped out of her seat and hugged you as tight as she could. “Please, please, please!”

You laughed. “If he’s home early, sure.”

“Yay!”

Later that night, Hanan was in bed, and you… You tried to go to sleep. You tried so hard. But, that spot on your cheek still burned, and your heart still ached from all the longing. You couldn’t un-imagine the man you loved tell you that he did, in fact, love you, too.

You have had giggling fits, worried fits, and sad fits. It was a confusing three hours.

Then, the door creaked, and light from the hallway streamed in.

“I’m awake, Peter,” you said.

Peter sighed and opened the door fully. “Where’s Hanan?”

“Bed, since nine.”

Peter ran a hand through his hair. “I’m so sorry. My boss had this big problem, and I had to… I’m so sorry. You can go home now. It’s late.”

You nodded. Your chest was tight, it you blurted it out, “Do you remember what happened before you left?”

Peter pursed his lips. “Um, we cooked chicken adobo. Hanan called you, ‘Mom.’” He laughed. “That was pretty cool.”

“Something else,” you pressed. You had to know. You had to get rid of that ache and heat one way or another. “You said something, and” -you gulped- “I don’t know if you were lying or saying it in the spur of the moment or-”

“(y/n), you’re the second best thing that’s ever happened to me, right under Hanan. I can’t lie to you.” Peter stood in front of you, and worry filled his eyes. “Hey, what did I say? DId I… Did I hurt you?”

“No!” You smiled “No, you couldn’t hurt me, no. I…”

Just then, his hand came up to his mouth. Then, both of his hands came to his hair. “I remember. I’m…”

He was regretting it already. That ache didn’t disappear. It grew in size, and it wasn’t that great of a feeling. You shook your head. “I’m going to head home.”

“Wait.”

You pursed your lips and turned around to face him once more. “Wh-”

“I meant it.” He stepped towards you. “I meant it. I love you.” He smiled. “I know you probably don’t feel the same way I do, but please, Hanan needs you, so for her sake-”

“Peter!” You beamed. “Peter, I would stay for your sake and for hers.” He meant it. He meant it. And that type of normal you had dreamed of was possible. A family with Peter and Hanan. It was too perfect. You reached up and placed your hand on his cheek.

Peter’s eyes closed, and he leaned into your hand. He put his hand on top of yours, and you don’t know who leaned in first. But, suddenly, you were kissing Peter Parker. His hands fell on your waist and pulled you closer. You linked your fingers behind his neck and tilted your head to one side to kiss him at another angle. You sighed against his lips, feeling the ache once more. However, that ache wasn’t because you were dreaming of impossible things. It was because you wanted more of that impossible thing.

“Ew!”

The two of you broke apart and laughed at the sight of a sleepy Hanan. You were the first to walk over to her. You picked her up and kissed her forehead. “You should be asleep.”

“I don’t like the darkness,” Hanan complained.

Peter smiled and rubbed her back. “Sweetheart, I see no darkness.”

“It’s all around us!” she exclaimed.

You giggled. “Sweetheart, you’re sunshine, so there can’t be any darkness as long as you’re happy.” You tilted your head. “Are you happy?”

“Now I am.” Her nose crinkled. “But before I was disgusted.”

Peter shook his head. “Well, Sunshine, since you’re happy now, you can sleep peacefully.”

The two of you put Hanan to bed. After she was fast asleep, you stood in front of Peter’s bedroom. “Well, I guess I should go now.” In your head, you begged him to let you stay. Just for the night.

Peter blushed. “I mean, you could maybe stay here.” He smiled. “A quarter of my closet is your stuff anyways, so, it wouldn’t be a problem.”

You beamed. “Then, I’ll stay.”

Two imagines in less than a week! Who’s oobviously avoiding homework and college and people in general!? It’s me! Anyway, hope you guys like this one. Differet, but I like it. Plus, got to sneak in a lot of Filipino things in there so I’m proud. Hope you guys have an amazing week!

#mcu #marvel #mcu imagine #mcu oneshot #mcu x reader #marvel imagine #marvel oneshot #marvel x reader #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker oneshot #spiderman #spiderman imagine #spiderman homecoming #spiderman oneshot

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Under The Nightmare Before Tale (Halloween Special)

Frisk smiles as she fixes her black pointy hat to look just right on her head. She looks at herself in the mirror to see how great she looks in her long black dress and a dark purple cape that goes down half way of her back. She made sure to put the makeup on to make herself a really scary looking witch.

“Frisk, it’s time to go” called Toriel from downstairs.

Frisk said smiling, “okay I’ll be there soon!”

She put the black lipstick on as she saw that her mouth is starting to turn dark black. She nods as she knew that it was exactly what she wanted. She put the lip gloss back into her door as she made her way out of her room and ran down the stairs to see her mom all dressed up as the Snow Queen.

Toriel looks at Frisk and smiles as she twirls her blue with white snowflake dress around. The dress has fluffy white cotton around the collar, the sleeves, and the bottom of her dress. Toriel also has a fake tiara that has a large blue snowflake in the middle of the tiara on her head.

“What do you think?”

Frisk giggles, “you look amazing, Mom!”

Toriel smiles, “I’m so glad you like it. It does suit me well with this pretty dress.”

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Toriel went to answer it to see two skeleton boys stood by the door. The one has black curly hair wearing a nice black jacket and black pants with his normal brown shirt inside. The other one is wearing his normal gray jacket only his shirt is bright neon orange and black pants his shoes are a red and black stripe.

Frisk smiles, “Sam, Tanner, you two are early.”

Sam shrugs, “Mom and Dad wanted us to get you guys sooner. They want to start the party earlier.”

Toriel nods, “I’ll call everyone and tell them to hurry.”

She went to her cell phone while Frisk stood talking to the two skeleton.

“I’m so excited! This is the first time we all go into Halloween Town especially right on the holiday itself.”

Tanner nods, “you're going to love it! If you think that Halloween Parties are great in the Human World you haven’t seen what it’s like for Halloween Town. We also get to stay up very late to have fun!”

Frisk giggles, “I’m sure I’m going to really love it.”

Sam shrugs, “it all depends if you don’t freak out or anything.”

Tanner turns to look at Sam, “oh come on I’m sure they can handle it.”

Sam crossed his arms saying, “you have no idea how easily humans can really get scared do you?”

After twenty minutes everyone came in.

Sans looks at Sam and nods, “nice to meet ya kiddo.”

Sam nods, “same goes for you too uh… Sans right?”

Sans nods, “yup, that’s me.”

Sans and Flowey are the only two not wearing any costumes. Everyone else had their costumes on.

Undyne is dress as a pirate with her long red coat button all the way up and her black boots. Her red hair is normally tied in a ponytail.

Alphys is dressed up as one of her favorite anime character in her mix pink and white puffy dress.

Mettaton is dressed up as a handsome prince with his dazzling.

Napstablook is kinda dressed like Pac-Man with his little top hat and a shirt that has Pac-Man’s face on it.

Asgore is dress like Dracula with his fake vampire teeth and his long red and black cape.

Papyrus is dress as Batman with his black cape and clothing has a black mask to look just like Batman.

Muffet is dressed up like a chef with her white coat and hat and a pink apron over the coat.

Toriel smiles seeing everyone's costumes, “you all look quite lovely.”

Sam nods agreeing with Toriel, “yeah, look horrifying tonight.”

Tanner laughs as he held onto Frisk’s hand, “that’s what I will say too.”

Sam sighs as he brushes his brown shirt before he grabs the potion to take them all to Halloween Town.

“Alright let’s see what this baby can do!”

Sam threw the potion on the floor a green smoke cover the room and soon they all appear into Halloween Town.

Sans said with his arms cross, “heh, this is just like my shortcuts.”

Tanner nods, “yeah, it’s pretty cool.”

Sam lead the others right into Halloween Town when he saw that they all had made it on time for Jack’s performance.

Everyone in town was singing ‘This Is Halloween’ as Jack started to come with his scarecrow costume riding on a wooden horse with a monster having an ax over his head holding the rope and pulling the wooden horse.

“Looks like we got here just in time to see Dad’s act,” said Tanner as he and Frisk ran up closer to the crowds.

Sam looks at the others, “try not to freak out or anything okay?”

Sans ask a bit skeptical, “why?”

Even Toriel and Muffet were both skeptical.

“Well,” said Sam as he scratches his head, “normally after dad jumps into the fountain and comes back up he makes his scary face and it’s normal for us but it might be scary for you guys.”

Sans nods in understanding, “will do I’ll make my shortcut so Frisk don’t need to see it but Paps…”

“Don’t worry,” said Undyne, “I’ll just cover his eyes sockets when Jack starts to come out of the fountain.”

Papyrus was confused but like the idea not seeing something scary.

Alphys spoke up, “I… I’ll just uh… cover my eyes.”

Sam sighs as he smiles, “okay yeah, wanted to warn you guys since you know…”

Toriel smiles as she nods her head, “thank you.”

Sam looks at Toriel, “no problem.”

Sans immediately teleported next to Frisk as Jack grab the torch from the crowds and put himself on fire as he started to make himself go back and forth on the horse to make it scarier.

Frisk’s eyes widened as she yells, “Jack is on fire!”

Tanner nods happily, “isn’t it cool! He does this every year! One of his best performance ever!”

Frisk looks at Tanner with shock, “but he can get hurt!”

Tanner looks at Frisk with confusion as Sans explains, “uh… Frisk it’s okay he probably has something where he can’t get burned. Right?”

Tanner nods, “yeah, that costume dad’s wearing is fireproof so he just looks to really be on fire but he’s really not only his clothes is.”

Frisk sighs in relief to know that Jack is not really on fire or not going to be hurt by the flames.

Jack stops for a second as he crouched down and leap himself off of the horse and right into the green goo water of the fountain.

Sans said as he covers Frisk’s eyes, “this is the part I have to uh… not let you see. Sam told us that Jack does something pretty scary that I know you’ll freak out.”

Frisk nods in understanding as she thanks Sans for covering the view.

Jack rose up from the fountain wearing his normal clothing and his black bat bow tie only difference is that he’s wearing a dark purple cape that shines with the light. He waited for the town to finish singing as he put his bony fingers into his mouth and soon made his horrifying face expression showing his snake tongue as he yells so loud to make everyone shiver and yelled with fright.

Even if Frisk, Papyrus, and Alphys couldn’t see Jack’s expression they did hear the yell as they started to have goosebumps up against their bodies.

Jack straightened himself up as he grins and yells out, “Happy Halloween Everyone! This has been the most horrifying performance yet!”

Everyone in the crowds cheers and call out to their leader for a well-done job he did.

Tanner smiles as he looks at Sans and Frisk, “that’s actually was the best one dad ever did. Didn’t you guys think so?”

Sans nods as he let Frisk see what’s going on, “that was pretty scary for sure.”

Tanner nods excitedly, “I know right?! Dad always knows how to give a good scary performance on Halloween night!”

Jack jumped down from the fountain as everyone came up to him congratulating him for his performance.

Tanner was about to speak when he saw his brother Patrick coming over. Patrick is just like his mom same look, dark red hair, stitches only have fewer than Sally’s but his arms and hands are bony just like his father.

“Hi, glad you guys could um… come.”

Frisk nods, “first time for all of us. I know understand why Halloween is the scariest holiday ever.”

Tanner laughs, “exactly that’s how my dad makes the holiday to be!”

Sam came over with Frisk’s friends and family following. Sams smiles as he replies with delight.

“Come on I can show you guys the food table.”

Tanner smiles, “sure I’m getting hungry.”

Patrick nods, “so am I.”

As Sam began to lead the way Jasper the oldest and the one to looks similar to Jack except with his spider bow tie smiles. His new dark navy blue cape sway with the breeze of the wind.

“Hello and welcome to Halloween Town! Glad you guys are here!”

Frisk giggles as Toriel is the one to speak to Jasper.

“Indeed it’s quite different than our world.”

Jasper chuckles, “you’ll get used to it after a little while. Did you guys see Dad’s performance?”

Everyone nods as Jasper grin grew wider, “he really did it this time the best one he ever had done over the years!”

Soon a little rag doll girl looks similar to Sally only she’s wearing a new orange with black stripe dress that has a gray web design shawl.

“Yay, you guys all made it!”

Everyone laugh as Jack and Sally quickly came over to greet Frisk and the monsters from the human world.

Sally smiles, “I do hope you enjoy yourselves. I know it might be different than how you would celebrate Halloween but at least we do our best to make the best of any Halloween Parties ever.”

Jack nods in agreement, “Indeed, I always work hard to make sure that everything goes right as the Mayor helps to get the party all set up. Even though he starts planning a little too early sometimes.”

Sally giggled, “that’s how he is, dear.”

Jack smiles, “I know but at least he’s a friend to count on when needed the most.”

Sam said, “if you guys want the food table if over not far from the town hall. I’ll be over there since uh… I’m starving.”

Sally said putting her hand on her hip, “maybe if you came home at a decent hour.”

Sam shrugs, “what can I say gotta hang out with my friends.”

Sally just shook her head as she soon pulled away from some ladies who wanted to thank her for their dresses she had made for them as well saying a great job she did for her children’s clothing as well for Jack’s cape.

Jack had the Mayor to come over as he introduces the Mayor to Frisk and the monsters. The Mayor was delighted to meet them before he was interrupted by some monsters asking him about the games to play doing the party.

Jack smiles wide as he told the musicians to play a creepy Halloween music. The musicians' nod as they soon started to play a diffrent type of creepy music with their instruments. Jasper smiled wide as he soon was being pulled by his girlfriend, Harper.

“Wow, hey Harper,” he said looking at the scarecrow girl wearing her gray with sparkles dress and black neon shocks, “you look really beautiful.”

Harper giggles, “thanks your mom made it for me as well for Piper too. Your cape looks quite amazing.”

Jasper looks down, “ha, thanks pretty dreadful huh?”

Harper giggles as Jasper took her hand and began to dance with her. She smiles as she happily dances with the music.

Jack saw this as he went over to Sally and grab her blue fabric hand and took her to the middle of the street and the two lovingly began to dance. Sally smiles remembering that it’s been awhile since she and Jack had ever dance.

Everyone started to join in either with a partner or by themselves. They were having a great time while the music from the musicians kept on playing.

The dance lasted a long time before everyone thought it would be best to stop. They all started to get some punch to wash their thirst away.

Tanner waited for Frisk to finish with her punch before he went up to her asking.

“Wanna go up to the Spiral Hill with me?”

Frisk nods, “let me tell Mom so she won’t panic.”

Tanner nods in agreement, “same with my parents.”

The two kids made sure to let their parents know where they are going and both took off towards the graveyard.

Jasper watches the two leave as Harper came up to him wondering what he’s looking at.

“What is it, Jasper?”

Jasper smiles, “Tanner and Frisk, those two are so meant to be together. He always talking about her and I’m sure he always has her in his mind.”

Harper giggles, “just like how we are? Always talking about each other and thinking of each other.”

Jasper began to blush, “I um… suppose you can say that.”

Harper quickly gave a short kiss on Jasper’s cheek as she held onto his bony hands.

At the Spiral Hill…

Tanner sighs as he sat down beside Frisk looking up at the stars. He smiles as he spoke softly not turning away from the stars.

“It’s a glorious night tonight. The stars are out and the moon shines brightly on Halloween Night.”

“Yeah,” said Frisk calmly, “it’s always beautiful to see this point of view.”

Tanner agrees, “yeah, I know.”

He turns his attention to Frisk as he smiles warmly at her seeing her blue eyes shining brightly as the northern star and her dark brown hair swaying with the wind. He laughs to himself a little as he thought to himself.

“I’m just a lucky skeleton to have a beautiful human girl sitting in front of me right now.”

He thought as an idea came into his mind. He slowly took a deep breath in before he decides to sing as he remembers his parents had once sung on the night of Christmas Eve when his parents both had their first kiss.

“My dearest friend, if you don’t mind, I would like to join you by your side”

Frisk turn to look at Tanner as he continues singing.

“Where we can both gaze into the stars.”

Frisk smiles as she too began to join in with the singing.

“And sit together, now and forever, for it is plain as anyone can see we are meant to be…”

Frisk and Tanner both stood up as they brace into a hug and soon they started to have their first kiss together. Tanner had never felt this much love in all his life until that very night of Halloween when he had his first kiss.

Zero came to see the two kissing as he smiles with his nose a glowing bright before he heads up to the star but stops as his nose show bright as the star.

The End.

#Crossover fanfiction #nightmarebeforechristmas #undertale #crossover shipping

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naturallykrich · 7 years

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Hey all! I hope that you’re having a fantastic week! I’m back with my first post of the summer. What better way to do that than to tell you about a new hobby of mine.

I’ve never really been one for plants. I mean, I love them, but keeping them alive has been my main problem. And when I first met Nicholas, he had a cactus in his kitchen..oh wait, I mean a dead cactus in his kitchen. My first thought was, “how on Earth do you kill a cactus?”

Neglect. Neglect is what killed that cactus.

So between my plant killing and his cactus neglect, we didn’t sound like a good gardening team. Like Kevin Hart said, “we didn’t look good as a unit” lol.

Anyway, I have really bad allergies and aside from every medications that make me sleepy, I needed some relief. I was now in the market for indoor plants that would purify the air. With a bit of research, I came across the Dracaena plant. It’s name is derived from the Ancient Greek word for “female dragon”, which is why I named it Daenerys (the mother of dragons). Game of Thrones fans will understand.

According to the site Top Tip Spot, the Dracaena “removes not only benzene and formaldehyde from the air, but also xylene and toluene” those sound like things that I don’t wanna breathe in, and this plant doesn’t need a lot of light of water…sounds right up my alley.

It’s doing great so far, and I’ve even added a couple more to the family. The next one that we bought was the Neon Pothos, I haven’t named this one yet, but I’m open to suggestions.

Then we found out about the cutest little garden shop here in our town called, Porches, with just one visit, you can’t help but fall in love with this place. The air in the store is fresh, because, duh, trees and plants galore! And the fact that oldies play in the background means this is a place I could spend a lot of time in. Check out their Facebook page here if you’d like more info #supportsmallbusiness. From Porches, we came home with another air purifying plant, The Spider plant, of course I had to name this one Peter Parker because if I didn’t name it after Spider Man, then what kind of person am I?

I can’t write this post without also mentioning the succulent plant that I managed to bring back from the brink of death. It was in the backyard, and I didn’t pay it much attention. The only way I can describe its appearance is that it looked like a dried up artichoke. With a little TLC (I sang ‘Waterfalls’ to it everyday…kidding!) With some Tender Loving Care, I was able to get it to not only open up and flourish, but to also grow a couple extra stalks? vines? I don’t know what they are, but it’s on a nice road to recovery.

I’m on a break from work, so I figured that this was the perfect time to get plants and learn as much as I can about them. I’ve become attached, so there is no other choice than to take care of them the very best that I can. I truly feel that my allergies and such reactions to those allergies have lessened. I don’t wake up as congested as I used to and that is a big deal. When I could only breathe out of one nostril, I realized how much I took advantage of my nasal passages. I fully appreciate them now, btw.

Of course now that I’ve got this new hobby, I want all of the things. I had to run out and buy a watering can, a little shovel that is just the cutest…I think next on my list is some gardening gloves. I don’t know why, but I’m just pretty sure I need them.

Because of the nice clean air, and the dash of natural home decor that these amazing plants bring, it’s hard not to feel like my mood is elevated and my energy has increased. Like Nicholas said, like fire, these plants “boost morale”.

Thank you so much for stopping by today, I’ll keep you updated with their progress in future posts. Have a great day! I’ll get back to trying to stay cool in this 108 degree weather that we are having today.

Thank you for reading,

My Thumb is Turning Green Hey all! I hope that you’re having a fantastic week! I’m back with my first post of the summer.

#2017 #air purifying #allergies #blog #blogger #blogging #california #clean air #environment #family #green thumb #hobbies #home life #life #lifestyle #nature #plants #shopping #summer #wordpress

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funloving16 · 7 years

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Unusual Asks 1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?

Spotify

2. is your room messy or clean?

In between

3. what color are your eyes?

Brown

4. do you like your name? why?

Yea it’s cool kinda unique.

5. what is your relationship status?

Single and ready to mingle

6. describe your personality in 3 words or less

Outgoing, sassy.

7. what color hair do you have?

Blonde ombré

8. what kind of car do you drive? color?

Hahaha, I have no idea what car but it’s smurf blue

9. where do you shop?

Pink, forever 21 and garage

10. how would you describe your style?

I wear whatever makes me happy.. idkk haha

11. favourite social media account

Instagram

12. what size bed do you have?

That totally is an unusual question, um a double I think.

13. any siblings?

Just 4

14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

Probably Florida cuz it’s always nice weather and there’s tons of beaches.

15. favourite snapchat filter?

The one that kinda makes you look purple and slim and flawless. It’s the one to the right of the flower crown.

16. favourite makeup brand(s)

I don’t wear makeup sooo...

17. how many times a week do you shower?

Jeez probably like 5 or 6.

18. favourite tv show?

Teen Mom, Outdaughtered, Degrassi, The Challenge.

19. shoe size? 4 ½

20. how tall are you?

Not very tall like 5 ‘1

21. sandals or sneakers?

Sandals

22. do you go to the gym?

Nope. 23. describe your dream date

Go bowling, grab some menchies and watch the stars all cuddled up under a blanket. As for a dream date with someone I’ve been dating a long time probably go to a hotel, build a fort and watch some Netflix while cuddling, have some junk food and then chill in the tub.

24. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

In my wallet $0 😭

25. what color socks are you wearing?

Too lazy to actually look but I think purple.

26. how many pillows do you sleep with?

I have 8 pillows on my bed but I sleep with 1.

27. do you have a job? what do you do?

Yes. I make coffee in a very high pasted area and always seem to mess up. Haha. I’m new lll get the hang of it.

28. how many friends do you have?

A couple.

29. whats the worst thing you have ever done?

Kissed my best friends crush.

30. whats your favorite candle scent?

Teakwood

31. 3 favourite boy names?

Jake, Xavier and Zack

32. 3 favorite girl names?

Mia, Aubrey, Rachel.

33. favourite actor?

The guy from Pitch Perfect.

34. favourite actress?

She’s a ginger who played in The Other Woman

35. who is your celebrity crush?

Shawn Mendes and Niall Horan.

36. favourite movie?

I don’t have one.

37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?

Haha I don’t read.

38. money or brains?

Money.

39. do you have a nickname? what is it?

Kirst.

40. how many times have you been to the hospital? Too many to count.

41. top 10 favorite songs

42. do you take any medications daily?

Nope

43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

Oily and dry

44. what is your biggest fear?

Dying or spiders

45. how many kids do you want?

Probably 3.

46. whats your go to hair style?

Just cut my hair so straight and down.

47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

Medium.

48. who is your role model?

I don't actually have one..

49. what was the last compliment you received?

Hi Beautiful !

50. what was the last text you sent?

Haha that must suck .

51. how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

He’s not real... what.. jk . idk like 16.

52. what is your dream car?

Land Rover or Infinty .

53. opinion on smoking?

No thanks.

54. do you go to college?

Did, just have one exam to write and thats it !

55. what is your dream job?

Making millions of dollars to work with animals .

56. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

I dunno.

57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

Not unless the shampoo and conditioner bottles are from Disney.

58. do you have freckles?

Not really. I used to have a shit ton now they've all pretty much disappeared.

59. do you smile for pictures?

If I have to/ want to then yes.

60. how many pictures do you have on your phone?

Only 66 pictures.

61. have you ever peed in the woods?

Um no..

62. do you still watch cartoons?

No, i find them boring, more into reality tv.

63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Definitely Wendy’s.

64. Favorite dipping sauce?

Mayo !

65. what do you wear to bed?

Pj pants, SOCKS and a shirt.

66. have you ever won a spelling bee?

Never done a spelling bee.

67. what are your hobbies?

Anything fun or just laying in bed watching a movie.

68. can you draw?

Of course.

69. do you play an instrument?

Nope.

70. what was the last concert you saw?

My wonderful Shawn Mendes concert which btw was amazing. It was also my first concert too !

71. tea or coffee?

Tea from timmies but coffee from McDonalds.

72. Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

Starbucks is soo expensive but I’d still go with it.

73. do you want to get married?

Yes very much so. I wouldn’t actually mind getting like engaged young either.

74. what is your crush’s first and last initial?

I’m sure the whole world knows by now but W.S.

75. are you going to change your last name when you get married?

Well yea ! I wanna have the last name of the guy I’m in love with and married too and to have our kids have his last name too.

76. what color looks best on you? A green (not like neon tho) or white or black.

77. do you miss anyone right now? Not really.

78. do you sleep with your door open or closed?

Closed of course. I don't need no robber coming in to my room. It’s also always locked too.

79. do you believe in ghosts?

YES.

80. what is your biggest pet peeve?

Loud chewers and people who constantly wanna argue and over talk you.

81. last person you called`

The college I wanna go to.

82. favourite ice cream flavor?

Moose Tracks.

83. regular oreos or golden oreos?

None. Eww.

84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

Rainbow.

85. what shirt are you wearing?

Grey backless garage long sleeve.

86. what is your phone background?

Was Shawn Mendes but now its just water.

87. are you outgoing or shy?

Outgoing when I actually know you but shy at first until I get comfortable.

88. do you like it when people play with your hair?

Of course.

89. do you like your neighbors?

I guess.

90. do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

No i don’t. I break out too much when I wash it so I just use a clay mask every 2 days.

91. have you ever been high? Noope. I’m a good girl haha.

92. have you ever been drunk? Only once.

93. last thing you ate?

My British food. Mince and tatties with tostitos.

94. favourite lyrics right now

“And I can't deny I want your body But I'm a gentleman so I'll be The one who takes it slowly Cause girl you're so beautifulI wanna love you with the lights on Keep you up all night long Darling I wanna see every inch of you I get lost in the way you move I wanna love you with the lights on Hold you 'til the nights gone” - Shawn Mendes Lights On

95. summer or winter?

Summer ofc ☀️

96. day or night?

Both . 🌞🌜

97. dark, milk, or white chocolate?

Milk and white chocolate 🍫

98. favourite month?

July

99. what is your zodiac sign

Scorpio

100. who was the last person you cried in front of?

My mom

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aion-rsa · 7 years

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Latour On Finally Tying Up His Loose Ends with Brunner & Renzi

In 2007, the comics industry landscape was very different, with some of today’s most popular creators toiling away in relative obscurity. One such creator was Jason Latour who that year teamed up with artist Chris Brunner and colorist Rico Renzi to release “Loose Ends,” a four-issue Southern crime series.

The book, which developed a small, but devoted fan base thanks to Latour’s writing and Brunner’s breathtaking visuals, is an especially significant moment in Latour’s career because it directly led to the titles he’s known for today; “Spider-Gwen,” which he co-created with Renzi and artist Robbie Rodriguez for Marvel Comics, and “Southern Bastards,” the Eisner Award winning Image Comics series by Latour and co-creator Jason Aaron.

RELATED: Southern Bastards Announces Anti-Harassment Charity Variant

Sadly, the fourth issue of “Loose Ends” was never released, denying fans the chance to read Latour, Brunner, and Renzi’s story in it’s entirety. That all changes this month, as Image Comics gives fans of the creative team’s work, both old and new, a chance to rediscover and finish one of the their seminal works by repackaging and releasing all four issues of “Loose Ends.”

CBR: Image Comics is releasing “Loose Ends” #1 in January. I know some of your newer fans will be experiencing this book for the first time, but will that will be the case for long time fans of your work as well?

Jason Latour: Well for context— “Loose Ends” is a comic that originally came out in 2007, and was essentially self-published between the four of us (the creative team and our editor Keven Gardener). Creator-owned comics were a different beast ten years ago; audiences paid less attention, the market was less diverse, and we were still building our careers. You couple all that with how much we poured into making this comic, and it was just a real uphill climb. So despite a really great response from folks who read it, we only managed to complete three issues of what was intended as four-issue miniseries.

Luckily for us, we’re here ten years later, and all the doors “Loose Ends” opened for us — especially for me — have made it very possible to re-present this book through Image. Which is just tremendous, because I love working there and I love the idea of this comic finally having a home beside the amazing stuff they do.

So we’re reprinting the existing material — along with the last chapter. And the cool thing about that is — again, this is the comic book that all but started our careers, one that very few people got to see. So it’s essentially like making a new comic.

We’re very excited about it. I feel like it still looks and reads pretty fresh considering that it is from another era. It’s a fun road trip genre crime comic, but also a meditation of sorts on what it was like to come of age in an era where George Bush was as his height, we were at war in the Middle East, almost no one had ever heard of Barack Obama, and Trump was just a dumb show TV host. I think it’s an interesting time capsule in that sense. Hopefully it’s taken on some new relevance.

Has the end of the series changed at at all? Did you go back and revise “Loose Ends” #4?

Sure, we’re going to do some light things to repurpose, repackage, and re-present the series as a whole. But for all intents and purposes, though, there’s not a lot of George Lucas-ing going on. [Laughs] Han still shoots first.

Both plot wise and story wise, the fourth issue is all in stone. The only thing that I could possibly allow myself to change is — well, it’s my opinion comic books are not finished until they’re in print. [Laughs] So for the fourth issue, I might do some little lettering re-writes (which is convenient, since I letter it by hand). We’ll see. I’m trying to keep it more or less the same in terms of my involvement.

At a certain point, you’ve got to stand beside what you did. There certainly are reasons to readdress things, but I always like to try and stand on the work that we did, and just trust that even if you were in a different place, you still gave it your best effort at the time.

Let’s talk a little bit about the main characters and the inciting incident of “Loose Ends.” What can you tell us about your two lead characters, Sonny and Cheri, and the events that bring them together?

The comic more or less is a road trip gone sideways. I guess, for lack of a better word, you could call Sonny the protagonist. [Laughs] He’s a young man who has come back from Iraq and Afghanistan with potentially a new lease on life. He and his friend, Reggie, have decided to sell heroin. It’s a get rich quick scheme that is very quickly eating away at Sonny’s conscience.

So Sonny returns home to try and make amends for something he left undone, and at the end of one bloody night he and a young woman from his past named Cheri end up on the road and embroiled in the machinations of a pair of corrupt cops. So in the course of one night, these characters lives take on this breakneck momentum that forces them to rehash and reassess their lives.

So if you’re a fan of films like “True Romance” or “Drive” (which it still stuns me that we pre-date), this might be for you. Of course, it’s set in the South, which makes it obviously very personal to me, and I think separates it from just the genre elements of those stories a bit.

In terms of elevator pitches, it sounds like you could describe it as sort of a Southern fried “True Romance” by way of someone like “The Wire’s” David Simon.

Yeah, that’s a good elevator pitch. There’s certainly a lot of David Simon in it.

I started writing this around 2005. There was a period where I moved away from the South and lived in New York. I read a lot of David Simon during that time. He’s clearly a heavyweight intellectual, and he really got me thinking. At the time, I was living in a pretty impoverished area of Brooklyn, and being from the South, I was thinking about the commonalities of people growing up in different places and how everything is all a lot more interconnected than people seem to want to acknowledge. That helped this book really coalesce in a way.

You mentioned “Southern Bastards.” I assume “Loose Ends” is also like that book in that it can be quite dark at times, but it can also be quite funny at times.

Yeah, I would think so. I certainly take myself way too seriously a lot of the time. [Laughs] But if anybody follows my terrible social media feeds, they’ll see that I also can’t resist making dumb jokes. So there’s a lot of my own particular, warped sense of humor, and the senses of humor of Chris and Rico both slide in there too.

I’m just a big believer in embracing the interplay between what’s absurd and what’s super serious. More and more that’s reflected in our society and real lives.

What I’ve seen of Chris and Rico’s art for “Loose Ends” is, I don’t want to use the term magical, but it kind of feels that way.

Yes! There is literally no other artist that I felt would be capable of bringing this to life. That’s the highest compliment that I can give.

Chris was my roommate for the better part of four years while we were working on the bulk of this. I got to see him struggle with putting that magic on the page. He really bled for it and earned every bit of it. I truly think people should pick this comic book up, if for no other reason than for the art. It’s a virtuoso performance by somebody who is, unfortunately, a little underrated. Not among other artists, but as far as fans. I think it will really be worth people’s time to experience what he’s done here. Hell, he could be one of the biggest names in comics, and he’d still be underrated.

The same goes for Rico, who is obviously a collaborator of mine on pretty much all the stuff I’ve been doing at Marvel. That guy is my drummer, man. The steady beat to all this stuff. If you’ve read “Southern Bastards” #12, or the first story in the “Spider-Gwen Annual,” that’s a little taste of how this team works together.

But I can’t stress enough that — we really didn’t want to do a crime comic that felt old and dusty. [Laughs] A lot of crime comics end up using the same palette and the same sort of visual presentation over and over again. So this is sort of what I’d call neon noir. We all really like the early Michael Mann movies. His films like “Thief” are definitely an influence.

Finally, how does it feel to revisit and bring “Loose Ends” to a long awaited close?

I stand behind everything we’ve done, 150 percent. But it does feel a little weird to put a comic out ten years after you wrote it. Mostly because readers don’t often know or seem to care about the context of when something was made. Why should they? Their job is to enjoy it. And then there’s the idea that— well it’s not so much the fear that they’re not going to like what you did then, it’s that they’re going to like what you used to do a lot better. [Laughs]

It does feel really rewarding to get it all put together and all done, though. It felt like for a while we might be pulling a prank on everybody by calling it “Loose Ends.” [Laughs] It’s like our own little Andy Kaufman/Tony Clifton prank.

This was a comic that opened a lot of doors for me. It was the first comic that I put on Marvel’s desk and said, “Hey, I can write.” It’s also a comic that was very influential and essential to me and Jason Aaron creating “Southern Bastards.” So it means the world to me to get to re-present it and repackage it. Plus, it will be new to so many people.  Even if only 10 more people read it it’s really gratifying to put Chris and Rico on that stage again. Giving anything that you worked that hard for a new chance at life is an opportunity that you should never take for granted.

“Loose Ends” #1, by Jason Latour, Chris Brunner and Rico Renzi, is on sale now.

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