#they can’t tease us like that and not deliver I’ll fucking riot

[sopheliza25]

#look my dudes by now you know how passionate I am about this particular topic #evan buckley #Eddie Diaz #911 #BUCK IS NOT A GUEST IN EDDIES HOUSE #how many times can I post about this before ya’ll get annoyed ? #I don’t actually care soz im gonna keep posting about it #I want more of Buck just waking into Eddie’s house in S4 thanks #just him strolling right on it #bonus points if it’s for a team party and maddie is with Buck and she’s like umm no you knock #so they do and then Eddie opens the door looks between them looks back at Buck and goes what in the fuck are you doing knocking Buck #and Buck just looks all exasperated at maddie and is like do you believe me now!! #and maddie is just oh OH yeah my bad #Buck is not a guest in eddies house #and Eddie is not a guest in Bucks apartment #honestly they should probably be living together by now #manifesting that Buck and Eddie have been quarantining together in S4 #they can’t tease us like that and not deliver I’ll fucking riot #I want to see Buck making bread in eddies kitchen and then being domestic as fuck #I digress anyway my point stands ✨ Buck is not a guest in eddies house✨ #Soph’s memes

[taishispit]

Hello and welcome to tumblr sweetie ❤️

May I ask for a fluffy drabble for Taishiro? Maybe where he tries to confess to his s/o and fails at least 3 times because herowork and his internships and other distractions? Just an idea if you feel comfortable with it~ anyway: showers you with love because, why not <3

thank you for the request omg, i love this idea so much omg 🤚 i’m gonna make this a self insert. is it self indulgent? idk 🧍🏻

y/n = your name | y/h/n = your hero name

word count: 1,576

warnings: reader kinda swears a lot, sorry aldjdjskj

effortless confessions

“please jus’ let everythin’ go smoothly this time,” taishiro sighed to himself and rubbed his temples.

he leaned back into his chair, pouting up at the office ceiling, and tugged at his blond locks as some way to relieve some stress. he’d tried to pour his emotions out to you all month, but he failed every time whether it be due to his interns, a villain, you, or even himself. just talking to you was flustering, he couldn’t look you in the face without becoming weak in the legs. for sometime you thought he disliked you, but he was too nice to you to hate you, so you came to a conclusion that he’s just a funky guy. he is a bit funky, but that wasn’t why he couldn’t look you in the eyes. taishiro just hoped one day you’d realize his feelings so he wouldn’t have to make a fool of himself every time he tried to confess to you.

“hey boss, are you feeling okay?” your voice echoing in his office disrupted his irritating thoughts, and brought him back to the present. “you look tired. is there anything you need me to do for you or get you? if you want, i could have some takoyaki delivered.” you said, perching yourself comfortably in one of the chairs in front of his desk that was covered in papers and memorabilia. he cleared his throat, hiding the fact that he was trying not to giggle at how cute and comfy you looked in front of him. he was so afraid of making you uncomfortable or making your relationship unprofessional if that’s not what you wanted. “well, er, i jus’ have a lot on my mind right now. i’m kinda conflicted, but i’ll be fine. no need to worry ‘bout me, y/n.” he smiled sweetly at you. “i wouldn’t mind some takoyaki though. get yourself some if you want, and if you don’t mind, could you ask my interns if they’d like some? you can order, i’ll pay.” he reached over his desk to pat your head before leaving you red faced in his office.

taishiro, kirishima, tamaki, tetsutetsu, and you all lazed around in the fatgum agency lounge, scarfing down takoyaki. kirishima and tetsutetsu are conversing and giggling with each other while tamaki listens. they look at you and taishiro, who’s sitting next to you, every so often and go back to giggling. you roll your eyes and laugh to yourself. you side eye the hero beside you to see him deep in thought while he stuffed himself with his favorite food. you brushed your knee against his to get his attention and tried to ignore the heat rising to your ears. “are you sure you’re okay? is something wrong?” you rested your hand on his bicep, looking up at him with furrowed brows. his heart clenched at your genuine concern for him, you made him feel so cared for, and it set something off in him. “will ya come talk with me in my office, please?” his voice was a little shaky, and you were stilled in fear. ‘i’m fucking fired, he knows i ate the mochi he left in the fridge last week-’ your racing thoughts were cut short when taishiro stood up and put his hand on your shoulder. tamaki, surprisingly met eyes with you, softly smiling at you. you grinned back, before leaving the lounge with taishiro.

“please don’t fire me, i didn’t realize that mochi was yours until you mentioned how sad you were that someone ate it. i promise i was going to buy you more, but i kept procrastinating and i really will. please-” a loud snort cut off your pleads. taishiro was slapped his hand over his mouth to muffle any chuckle he could possibly let slip from his lips. “we’re not here for me to fire you, especially not over mochi, y/n. i’m here, with you, to tell you something that i’ve been trying to for a while now.” he scratched the back of his neck, and tried to compose himself. “you’ve been my partner for some time now, m-my colleague, erm, and i admire you a lot. you’re a hard worker, your fighting’s beyond impressive, and i jus’ want-” a thunderous crash and screams from outside of fatgum’s agency caught the attention of everyone in the building.

“fuck! my ass, you’re gonna leave bruises on it, dick!” your voice rang louder than any crash you’d heard in the entire fight as you did, in fact, land on your ass, tumbling backwards. the group of villains was down to 1 deviant compared to the fatgum team’s 4 heroes. although, your opponents were left with their strongest member while yours had used up all his fat protecting you. fatgum had become a shield for you, despite your protests. the hero was reckless and used zero strategy, just to make sure you were safe. your side ached, but that didn’t stop you from picking yourself up to give the villain your all. “you’re a fucking dumbass if you think you can take down the fatgum team without any obstacles. get fucked!” you screamed at the villain with all your might, landing a bone shattering kick to the face and knocking them unconscious almost instantly. “suneater, restrain them! red riot, real steel, go help anyone who’s injured!”

after an ungodly amount of soft slaps to side of fatgum’s face, his eyelashes fluttered, hooded golden eyes meeting your own. “that asshole must’ve sent me to heaven.” the head in your lap nuzzled your thighs, soft hair tickling you through your hero suit. “n-no big guy, how hard did you hit your head?” warmth spread across your face becuase of him for the bagillionth time now. you held one of his cheeks in your hand, checking his face for any cuts or scrapes. without hesitation, his hand lazily reached up to your cheek, mimicking you. “y/h/n, you truly are an angel, taking care of me like this.” he gently caressed your cheek with bruised knuckles. “i’ve tried to tell you this for so long, but things kept gettin’ in the way.” out of your view, red riot was walking towards the two of you. trying to keep your attention on him, fatgum shooed his intern, who was oblivious to the situation, with the flailing of his free hand. thankfully, the poor boy got the hint after a second, and crept away with a big grin on his face. he couldn’t wait to tell the other interns that what they had been waiting forever for was finally happening. you could faintly hear a certain red haired boy yelling about who did something first and how tamaki and tetsutetsu owed him money. “i’ve never been too great with expressin’ my personal feelings, but there was no way i could hide it anymore.” he took a deep breath, preparing to pour his heart out to the amazing hero he’d hired what felt like so long ago. “i didn’t realize when i hired you all that time ago that i’d be hirin’ the best partner a guy could ever ask for. you’re always there for me whether it be as a sidekick or friend. you’re so good to me despite what i look like, you’ve treated me as an equal since day one, and i couldn’t be happier to’ve met someone like you.” he whimpered, shutting his eyes tight, finally just blurting it out. “i fell hard, and i promise i’m not talkin’ ‘bout on my head. i fell for the hero, who’s arms i’m in right now, my hero. i fell for y/h/n, for y/n.” your eyes were glossing over with tears, but you couldn’t help but grin. before he could even fully open his eyes, you fisted what was remaining of his hoodie, and had his lips on your own. his eyes widened before he melted into your touch, kissing you back, and holding you against him as tenderly as possible.

“you really asked if you were getting fired when your long time crush was trying to confess his feelings to you?” kirishima held his gut as he tried to muffle any noise that came out of him. you were all back at the fatgum agency in the lounge again, the interns more invested in you and taishiro than the fight that’d just taken place not that long ago. “listen i- he- the thing is,” you tried to stammer out any possible excuse you could to defend yourself. giving up, you shoved your face into taishiro’s chest, who was glued to your side ever since you pulled him in for that kiss. you heard multiple chuckles. taishiro’s chest heaved with laughter while he rubbed your shoulder soothingly. no sane person couldn’t smile at the sound of his sweet giggles. he could feel your mouth twitch into a small grin against him. looking down at you with a loving look in his eyes, he pulled you by your chin, forcing you to look into his golden irises. there was not a doubt in your mind that something beautiful was blooming between you and your hero. “geez, i can’t believe we’ve been watching you two dummies pining after each other for so long.” tetsutetsu teased, tamaki and kirishima nodding in agreement, a satisfied smile plastered on all three of their faces. “me neither.” you and taishiro said simultaneously, and pulled each other in for another kiss.

i’m sorry this one took so long, i really hope you liked it, thank you for the request !!! 🥺💕

#bnha x reader #toyomitsu x reader #taishiro x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #fatgum x reader #mha x reader

[chidoroki]

The Promised Neverland S2EP10

aka: GF plantation used Power Swap

Totally trying to drown out my anxiety with “Identity” right now.

“And normally there about about 30 to 40 demons on guard.” Is that it? Seemed like more in manga but of course I never thought of counting them. I remember the 2,000 imperial soldiers but since that event didn’t happen.. oh well.

Vincent really sold everyone out to Peter to guarantee his own safety, though I doubt Peter would truly grant him that.

Oh, wait.. giving Peter that information was planned. Alright Vincent, can’t hate you for that.

“We prepared hot-air balloons to disperse the drug.” But where in the hell did you get these balloons??

Damn Isabella, that smirk has me shaken.

PHIL! and oh my god is that Simon?? We actually get to see him! Alive!

They really are shipping everyone out at once.. poor Phil is already terrified.

Aww look how much taller Emma is compared to Mujika now! I didn’t notice that before!

“Ray. Norman. I have something I need to talk to you guys about.” And just like that, my nerves have skyrocketed. What is it? Tell them what?? Help!! It better not be Seven Wall/new promise related somehow!

Bro, I’m just sitting here amazing.. I can’t believe we’re about to see these kids raid GF from freakin’ hot-air balloons..

Phil sweetie I can’t blame you for being scared because honestly I am too right now. I haven’t a clue on how this story will end. Or what will change.. or what won’t.

Yeah, spears vs balloons ain’t a great match up.. unless all the balloons are just a diversion.

Ha! They had explosives in them! Burn down the entire plantation!

And Sonju gets to go on a demon killing spree.

Oh! Along with the Lambda crew! Nice! Give them hell!

Aww the GF kids put those glowing plant things on their wrists.

Here’s me making the slow as hell realization that the broken down building we see in the ending sequence is the burned down house of plant 3. God, I’m so stupid.

Ah, so the head underground via the old well.. is that how the infiltrated in manga too? I can’t recall but I can believe it. There’s no security around plant 3 anyway.

Pfft my boy knocking demons out with a pipe. I still would’ve loved to see him with a gun but let’s go Ray!

Oh we got smoke bombs too! And even Norman shooting arrows! I assume it’s with a bow his weak body can handle but good!

Seeing Vincent trying to hack the system makes me miss Nigel.

Jemima, Yvette, Rossi & Mark dressed up as shipments to lure the other children! How clever!

Emma, the troublemakers and Dominic putting in some fine work by breaking all the cameras.

Bruh they even brought back “Prison Break!” Yeess!!

AAaahh don’t tease the Day & Night on the fancy ceiling like that! I’m gonna cry and become hella nervous!

Emma don’t toss aside your weapon, you’re starting to give me back flashbacks.

But AAWW the hug between her and Phil is so damn precious! I love them!!

Yes I’m happy all the younger kids made it safely but they’re all defenseless and I’m getting super worried because I saw the preview and know very well who is about to show up armed and dangerous.

Spoke too soon, the rest of the escapees arrived too, so now I feel a little better.

Hahaha, GUNS! Yay..

“Welcome back, my precious children.” Hello to you, you absolute queen of a woman!!

The trio, especially Ray, didn’t look as pissed off to finally see Isabella again, just surprised, but oh well. I learned to keep my expectations at a minimum this season.

“Even with your guinea pig bodies, you’ll die if you get shot.” Well no shit.

“You should listen to your mother.” How great would it have been if Emma fired back with something along the lines of “I can’t, I only have one ear.”

I see you Isabella, walking behind Peter with your gun already raised to him.

“I don’t give a damn about that destiny!” FUCK YEAH EMMA! That’s my girl! That line was delivered so well too. (totally convinced that it’s her who says “screw destiny” in ch181 now)

“Wonderful. I raised my children well. You all get perfect scores.” Yes! Yeesss! YEEESS!! By far my favorite Isabella moment!

“The chips in our chest have been nullified when the system was hacked.” Oh thank god.

“The reinforcements from the other farms are already on their way.” Excuse the fuck me?

Oh.. the imperial soldiers. There they are.

Are you for real?? The civilian demons are gonna help us too?

“We won’t let the farms rule us anymore!” Well I’ll be damned, go start a riot now y’all!

What a power move, Mujika.

Sonju was way too happy kicking down that door and that is completely valid.

I’m sorry but Vylk is such a joy.

No no no, Emma please don’t walk towards Peter. I know the dude is on his knees and looks like he’s given up but don’t be fooled. The series loves to pull suspense at the last minute and leave us on a cliffhanger

Ah, I was expecting something much worse, like for him to pull out the knife hiding up his sleeve, if he still has in like in manga, but okay.

Aaahh I can’t believe we only have one episode left. I know a bunch of y’all are happy about that, to have this train wreck of a season be done forever, but oohh I’m still nervous about so much.. how the kids will get to the human world despite no new promise being made, if Peter plans on making any crazy last ditch effort, whatever the hell Emma told Ray & Norman off-screen, wondering if anyone is gonna die because oh my god if they keep anything from the manga I sure hope it’s not THAT!

#the promised neverland #episode reaction

[druid-for-hire]

SO, this is PART 2 of that AU i have going where Orpheus gets locked up in the deepest & most remote part of Hadestown! i’ve decided to flesh out some more about orpheus and eurydice’s experiences before eurydice locates and rescues him ;)

(part i) (part ii) (you are here) (part iii) (part iv) (pt. v) (epilogue) (askblog)

OK

hadestown (the place not the musical) fucking sucks and because this place is even worse i don’t feel bad about kicking orpheus around

the pit has a real name now! thank you @fauxtoshop for suggesting The Great Beyond, and i’ll be abbreviating it to the Beyond. can’t believe i didn’t think of this but ur wonderful

and the AU itself has a name! thank u @signorbenedick for inspiring “unswayed au”

and thank you to @unholy-boi for providing me a clear vision of orpheus’ failure in what should have been epic iii

AIGHT? AIGHT. LETS GO

we put so much trust and faith in orpheus’ abilities that we forget what unbelievable stakes he was up against when he sang to the king of the underworld. there was no room for even a feather-light mistake in music’s unforgiving mathematical certainty.

and god how lucky he was to step exactly where he had to in the normal canon timeline

unholy-boi wrote me a beautiful passage of orpheus’ banishment:

For a moment, as Hades delivers the sentence, his voice shakes. If Orpheus were not so in-tune to voices and tones, he wouldn’t have noticed. He barely catches it, even then. The boy’s head sticks to the ground, and his heart feels like it might drop through the center of his chest. One off note, one faltered line, one stumble, is all it takes. A song that just barely fails, and a rumor that teases the God’s ears and taints the mortal’s reputation.

Despite Hades’ momentary tremble, he proceeds. He makes good on his hateful promise, the one soaked in rage, and the shackles materialize around Orpheus’ wrists. Hadestown is silent. All eyes are on the event. Hades can’t meet any of them, especially not Persephone’s. He keeps his stare on Orpheus. Orpheus, who has the audacity to lift his head up, and give a shaking “Wait”, as though to start one more song, before those shackles pull him through the ground. Hades turns his eyes away.

Hades turns, and he walks away, and he locks the doors behind him. And Hadestown falls back into its wretched rhythm.

they’ve given me permission to make a minor tweak for this au:

the chains don’t just materialize. orpheus’ voice fails, and hades’ eyes narrow, and the workers’ hearts break, and they step forward to shackle him wrist to wrist to be dragged into the depths of the earth.

they have to.

everyone give unholy-boi a hand! this is honestly a pretty beautiful passage

thank you to @strawberrieskies for helping me out w this bit:

orpheus’ imprisonment/banishment/whatever is a devastating blow to not only the people of hadestown but also persephone and hades’ relationship

persephone, enraged and heartbroken and This Close to completely walking out on her husband, does her absolute damndest to help the unfortunate lovers

even she doesn’t know where orpheus has gone. but: she catches shreds of his voice from the walls echoing his songs in the most distant parts of central hadestown

she catches these dying dregs, sends them on a spring wind to eurydice’s ears

eurydice is fueled by the two hopes of the surface world and orpheus’ song. persephone makes sure she does not forget to look for him. 

she hears him calling where orpheus failed to hear her

persephone’s meanwhile rampage—created and spurred on by orpheus’ imprisonment—has its own effect on hadestown. the speakeasy keeps its attendance, but she rages through the factories and causes upheavals with the foremen, and her determined absence from hades’ side gives him grief. hades takes this out on his workers.

how that manifests, i’m not entirely sure; i’m inclined to think he pushes the workers harder, which in turn enrages persephone even more, and it’s kind of a cycle

initially, when she’s asking around and searching through places where normally nobody goes, eurydice gets a lot of suspicion and weird looks, refusals for aid

but she still finds kind souls. ones who can’t give her directions or info but offer a place to stay because the way back to where she bunks is so far. an extra coin. spare food.

as eurydice keeps searching, word of her spreads

more folks are willing to take care of her

more doors open to her

more hands are willing to help

more ears are willing to listen

more eyes are willing to look

more heads are willing to question

and eurydice is sowing persephone’s seed for riot

there’s reason why Orpheus can’t sing his way out, and that reason is the forewoman/guard of the Beyond

the guard and forewoman is a vicious lady, whose loyal hounds always follow at her feet, armed with a pistol to scare em straight, brass knuckles on one hand and two decorative claws on the other.

she's oldest living thing in the underground. she’s older than even hades or persephone. she used to be a prison warden before she was the forewoman of the pit, but lbr the job description’s hardly changed

and she's deaf. the reactions of her dogs make up for detecting sounds, which certainly means she knows when orpheus is trying to run for it. and him trying to charm the dogs will definitely get her attention. 

and orpheus can sing nothing to sway her 

her name is kampê, who was, in the myths, the guard of the imprisoned Cyclopes and Hekatonkheires in Tartarus (deep abyss and prison for the wicked) in the beginning of the world, long before the gods were born

yeah all of u calling this place tartarus... u feel me

Orpheus definitely makes repeat attempts at escape, which definitely means she kicks his ass more than once

the Beyond has a clinic, actually, but it’s small and only enough to keep the workers going when they get injured. it treats the basic things and can only do so much

orpheus ends up there multiple times for relatively minor things and one time after a particularly nasty slash on his arm from kampê 

(that’s the injury eurydice spots)

and part of the reason the Beyond is so outdated is just... it’s so fucking far away for one, two, hardly anybody actually knows where it is and it’s practically on its own, cut off from the rest of hadestown aside from the occasional ferry of materials/supplies, and the “road” to and fro is hardly a road at all

the newest thing is a set of power lines that are dangerously decrepit, despite the workers’ best efforts of keeping them in top notch order

the workers do occasionally alternate jobs

orpheus has been on the power lines before and hooooly shit it is... dangerous and frightening

he had the lovely privilege of being traumatized when he saw someone get shocked and fall from the lines

it was a loud pop, a taser’s sizzle times thousandfold, an explosion of light and acrid flesh-smoke

and they fell

the other few workers just... turned their heads away, maybe one or two took them out to the clinic to see if they can do anything. otherwise the others on the lines just kept going like nothing happened. 

so orpheus too.

(if you want to keep your head)

oh and speaking of: the other workers, obviously there to overhear every time orpheus scampers off to sing for help, are there to bear witness as his voice slowly fails him. it’s a little soul-crushing and a reminder that this place sucks the life out of anything that dares to try to grow past the cracks of the concrete, to speak in metaphors

orpheus probably sings his own reprise of Flowers, having forgotten Eurydice as much as she once forgot him

with the nature of his heart and soul, it’s taking a long and longer time to break his spirit and his back, but he still erodes, and that’s enough. his eyes start to fade. he forgets his name. his melodies slip from his lips

(but sometimes, sometimes, a measure of a forgotten song will appear again, and if he follows it, his muscle memory knows how to pick it up from there)

there’s a point where he’s practically forgotten everything besides the love motif (the la la la la la la la) so that’s all he’s singing when he’s singing for help

and suddenly eurydice hears a wrong note, sung like a question

and suddenly he’s forgetting that too

tune in next time for part three! 

(part i) (part ii) (you are here) (part iii) (part iv) (pt. v) (epilogue) (askblog)

#unswayed au #hadestown #hadestown au #hadestown fanart #i'm not as satisfied w this one's thumbnail pic #but hey here it is #druid speaks #whew this one got a little out of hand #FUCK queues and posting when people will see it we die like IMPULSIVE CHILDREN #i'll never draw her as anything more than a silhouette but #i really need to draw kampe as more than a Vague Lady With Teeth #edit: i see someone wondering abt my name in the tags so #call me ren

[athicfa]

Amazing Spider-Man Annual Vol 1 #27 Spider-Man Unlimited Vol 1 #1 Spectacular Spider-Man Vol 1 #201 Spider-Man Vol 1 #35 Amazing Spider-Man Vol 1 #379 Spectacular Spider-Man Vol 1 #202 Spider-Man Vol 1 #36 Web of Spider-Man Vol 1 #102 Amazing Spider-Man Vol 1 #380 Spider-Man Unlimited Vol 1 #2

The 90′s Maximum Carnage event!

Amazing Spider-Man Annual Vol 1 #27

Felicia’s story has her stealing back a painting that was stolen from an art museum. Another good use for her talents.

Solo shows up and kills a bunch of people, to which she is RIGHTFULLY MORTIFIED WHAT THE FUCK SOLO

She gets the painting and leaves. That’s pretty much it.

Spider-Man Unlimited Vol 1 #1

CARNAGE

HARRY’S DEAD RIP MY DUDE

So...is Shriek gonna be Felicia’s rival while Peter deals with Carnage?

Spectacular Spider-Man Vol 1 #201

Feel like I’m missing an issue somewhere because we start with Eddie and Felicia both in a bad state because of Carnage. I’ll figure it out later I guess.

Felicia talking mad shit to Venom when she knows he could rip her apart is such vibe for her character istg

Now she’s mad at Peter for saving her instead of taking out carnage because, and I quote, “my life doesn’t mean a thing when you weigh it against the slaughter that could be going on out there right now.” and OUCHHHHHHH

Peter refuses to work with Venom and Felicia’s upset because she says they all need to work together. Venom leaves and Felicia goes with him. OOF OOF OOF OOF

Fe and Venom meet up with Cloak, who’s still having issues since Dagger died but wants to help.

“NO MORE MERCY FROM SPIDER-MAN!!!!” uhhhh Peter you okay my dude???? obviously not but Peter????? please??????? we need at least one person to NOT be having a breakdown right now

Spider-Man Vol 1 #35

I feel like this was supposed to come before Spectacular Spider-Man #201 because Eddie just showed up to tell Peter that Carnage is back and Peter goes to Felicia for advice. And her advice is that they should work with Venom.

Peter hates the idea but Felicia goes to find Venom anyway. So he reluctantly follows her to join up too.

Ah there’s Cloak too

Yeah they get wrecked. Building’s on fire and falling apart. Felicia’s unconscious and so is Venom so Peter stops chasing Carnage to save them, hence the argument at the beginning of Spectacular Spider-Man #201.

Amazing Spider-Man Vol 1 #379

Look the whole “tied storylines” gimmick was okay when it was just the Amazing Spider-Man and Spectacular Spider-Man series that you have to go back and forth between, but now there’s like four or five that you have to keep up with for this Maximum Carnage event and it’s just too much tbh.

They’ve all grouped up again (did I miss an issue again or time skip idk at this point). They’re diving into Carnage’s past to uncover his weaknesses.

Venom suggests getting Reed Richard’s sonic gun and Felicia suggests they recruit Johnny to torch carnage. But unfortunately the FF are out of town according to Peter. So they tease me with the idea of recruiting Firestar and THEY BETTER DELIVER

a tease that maybe Dagger ISN’T dead after all since Cloak can still teleport

MORBIUS YOU GLORIOUS BASTARD

Peter stops a carjacking in the middle of a bunch of mob violence and almost gets shot, but Felicia kicks the gun. She chides him for getting distracted but tbh not sure if I like this scene. Better ways for them to get the point across that Peter’s torn between tracking Carnage and dealing with the rioting.

There’s more than mob mentality driving everyone to chaos obviously

Aunt May almost got mugged but Richard Parker said “not today motherfucker”

“Lighten up Venom. You’re gonna get ulcers.” I love my smart ass cat girl.

FIRESTAR!!!!! I LOVE THE COSTUME CHANGE TOO!!!!!

Spectacular Spider-Man Vol 1 #202

dude honestly I gotta agree with Felicia here, the more they all sit and argue about morality, the more time they waste and more people die. It’s not as big of an issue in the other concurrent series so why Spectacular Spider-Man continuously repeats the same morality crisis every two pages is baffling to me. Also feels weirdly ooc for Peter because they treat him like his attitude is “I don’t care if more innocent people are dying I can’t get my hands dirty no matter what” which is NOT IT CHIEF and conflicts with his characterization in the past and in the concurrent series. And now they’ve pulled in Firestar to the argument for an excuse to drag it out more which is headache-inducing. I love a good morality conflict within a hero but this is not the right way to communicate that. Amazing Spider-Man is actually handling this better than Spectacular Spider-Man, but tbh the standards aren’t that high.

These panels are literally on the next page and communicate Peter’s moral dilemma MUCH better than all of the ridiculous arguing up to this point. They could have left it at this and it would have been fine.

Venom’s pissed because Firestar stopped in the middle of killing Carnage and he regenerated, so the team’s falling apart again.

“...the way would make itself known” CUE EPIC CAPTAIN AMERICA INTRO

Spider-Man Vol 1 #36

Team got their shit together I guess and now they’re harassing Jameson for some reason

WHERE’S CAP THEY PROMISED ME CAP

Iron Fist!?

I feel like some of the previous issues were out of order again but I’m not sure. I think it’s just the inconsistency between the concurrent runs.

They ripped the symbiote off of Cletus and since he’s not a threat anymore Peter stops Venom from killing him. K. Good. Morality resolution.

nevermind the symbiote has permanently bonded with his bloodstream

Web of Spider-Man Vol 1 #102

This one’s out of order too I’m so done with this event I’m just gonna breeze through this. Felicia’s not doing much anyway except fighting, getting hurt, or trying to talk Peter through his morality crisis (or argue with him about it).

Amazing Spider-Man Vol 1 #380

They’ve got Venom captive after the last Spectacular Spider-man issue. Now they better give me the Cap team-up they promised me or I’ll riot.

OH FUCK IS THAT SPAWN??? WHAT????

all these people just see Captain America and realize they’re being foolish I FUCKING CAN’T WITH THIS SERIES LMAOOO

Felicia’s been side-lined apparently??? Issues must be out of order AGAIN.

so done with all this switching around istg

this is the exact opposite of what her attitude has been for this entire event so looks like they’re back butchering her characterization again.

Spider-Man Unlimited Vol 1 #2

THAT’S BETTER

she’ caves and goes to help Peter of course

Eddie saves them all and then slinks away before anyone can figure out if he’s alive or dead

the Avengers are here! A little too late but the post-crisis pep talk is appreciated.

“you need to have a little faith, pretty lady!” oh Peter

THANK GOD IT’S OVER OMFG

#[comic commentary] #long post tw #maximum carnage was a horrible event and you can't change my mind #way too drawn out with pointless drama and character redundancies #could have just been like 5-6 issues MAX #the same cycle of ''we beat him'' then ''no wait we didn't'' to ''we need to kill him but we CANT because its WRONG'' rinse and repeat

[firethatgrewsolow]

Chapter Fifty-eight

**Hey there - Okay, so this is basically unadulterated smut w a side of sap.  I needed to do it.  Hope you understand. :-)  And I hope you like it.  Thanks for reading! <3**

Michelle quietly closed the bathroom door and padded toward the bed.  Robert was still sleeping, heavily by the look of it.  She took in the lines of his broad back, pausing on the dark little patch of fuzz dusting the lower part.  She caressed the spot, swiftly withdrawing her hand as the singer shifted.  He stilled, and she carefully slid into the sheets, continuing her tentative exploration.  His hair was fanned across the pillow, and she swept it away from his neck, revealing the tiny golden ringlets at the base of it.  She skimmed the tip of her finger across them, gracing each one with a light kiss.  She wondered how much of the night he would remember.  

The dream dissolved as Robert sensed a feather touch on the nape of his neck.  He recognized the feel of her lips and began to smile.  The smile morphed into a grimace at the riot in his head, and he turned to her, stretching mightily, relieved to find forgiveness in her eyes.  “Good morning.”

“Feeling some pain?” Michelle asked, brushing her hand across the pillow crease along the side of his face.

“I’ve been better,” he replied sheepishly, images of the evening flooding back to him.  Just desserts, probably merits worse than a hangover.  He pressed his palm to her cheek.  “I’m so sorry about last night.  I made a mess of everything.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not okay.”  He expelled a breath, rolling onto his side.  “I was a . . . Christ, it was complete shambles.”

“It wasn’t complete shambles, just maybe, um, partial shambles,” she teased, her mouth curving.

He traced her lower lip with his thumb.  “Oh, honey, I don’t know what’s in my mind. When I see you with other . . . well, I get a bit territorial, I guess.”

“Just a bit?  I'd say so.”  Michelle combed her fingers through the long tendrils that were tickling her face, marveling at the two sides of him.  A jealous git?  Yes.  But also so gentle and sweet.  And she had to admit there was a piece of her that relished the way he wanted her, the way he needed her.  “It makes you frisky.  I like that part.”

Robert chuckled, nuzzling her ear.  “Frisky?  Is that what you call it?”  He kissed her jaw, trailing his mouth down her neck.  “Then I can be frisky anytime you want.”

Chills erupted as he found her breast, a wave of heat rippling through her.  “I can be frisky, too.”

“Oh, yeah?”  Robert grinned, pulling her on top of him.  Her skin was like velvet as he cupped her backside, his body responding like it always did.  He could never get enough.  “Baby, you make me, mmm . . . I love you so much.” He wrapped his arms around her, totally engulfing her.  “I don’t deserve you.  Do you know that?”  

Michelle propped up on her elbows, wiggling against his burgeoning erection.  “Of course.”

He cocked his head with a pout.  “You don’t have to sound so certain, love.”

A devilish gleam filled her eye as she glanced to the nightstand, which was draped by the silk scarf he’d worn the previous evening.  “I can tell you what you do deserve.”

“And what exactly is that?”  Robert’s dimple deepened as he followed her line of sight.

“I believe you might have an idea.”  She reached for the tie, coaxing his arms above his head.  He started to resist, and she gripped him harder.  “No.”

“Careful, Belle.  Playing with fire, darlin’.  We’ve been down this road before.”

“Not quite . . . and you owe me,” she whispered, brushing her lips against his.  “Just consider it?  For a minute?”  She kissed him, their tongues entwining.  At the hum of his faint groan, her fingers went to work, nimbly twisting the fabric around his wrists and headboard.  The deed done, she broke away, savoring his grumble as she admired her craft.

“Master of distraction, I see.”  Robert tugged at the silk, testing the binding.  “And a pretty good knot, too.”

“You’re so easy,” she replied coyly.  “All you think about is one thing.”

His gaze flickered to her chest.  “I’d say maybe two things, really.”  

“That’s exactly what I’m talking about.”  Michelle leaned over him, letting her breasts graze the sides of his face.  “And that’s why you deserve to be punished.”  She giggled as he pulled at the restraint, his arousal obvious.  He was strong, but so was her handiwork.  “You’re not getting free so stop trying.”

“When I do get free . . . and I will . . . you are going to pay dearly, girl.”

“Good,” she shot back, deliberately writhing into him.  “Luck, that is.”  She pecked his bottom lip, giving it a sharp bite.

Robert winced at the sting.  “Fuck, that hurt!”  

“I hope so,” she purred, canvassing her prize.  “Now, where should I begin?”  She rubbed the palms of her hands together expectantly.  “Hmmm.  First, I think I just want to look at you . . . all of you . . . every inch.”  She ripped back the bedding, exposing him in his entirety.  Every glorious inch, indeed.  She let her eyes pore over his body, drinking in each drop, from his curl-dusted shoulders to the trail of the other curls that she loved so much.  He was so fucking hard, as she knew he’d be, and like a magnet to steel, she clasped him, delighting in his quiet moan.  “Does that feel good, Robert?”  She lapped him with her tongue.  Just once, nothing more.  “Is that what you want?”

“You damn well know what I want.”

Her gaze glided up his long, muscular calves and thighs, finally resting on his eyes, which were teeming with frustration.  “Maybe I’ll start . . . here.”  She pounced, nipping his earlobe and delivering kisses down his neck and onto his chest.  “Mmm, you taste salty.”

“I’ve got something even saltier for you.”

“I bet you do.”  She ran her tongue around his nipple, giving it a tug, and she smiled at his sudden intake of breath.  “Do you like that?”

“I like it all, and you know that, too.”  Bloody hell, he was practically throbbing.

Michelle continued her succulent assault, slowing as she reached his taut tummy.  It quivered as her tongue moved across it, and she felt him shift, slightly spreading his thighs in anticipation of what he seemed sure was coming.  Smirking, she stopped cold.  “Not yet, baby.  You didn’t tell me what you wanted.  You need to say it.  Remember that?”  He narrowed his eyes, and Michelle reveled in the power she held.  She drifted lower, slinking a finger down his abs.  “Is this it?” she taunted, painstakingly making her way closer to his erection.  “Oooh, you mean this,” she murmured, tracing lazy circles around it.  His body jerked as she made contact, and she captured his gaze, offering him a soft, wet kiss on the glistening tip.  The flick of her tongue made his eyes shut, and she grinned, stroking the ridge just the way he liked it.  She was rewarded with a low groan that deepened as her mouth enveloped him.  

Robert yanked the silk tether as he thrust, urging her to take more.  “Come on, Michelle.”  

She shook her head, her lips curling up.  “Uh-uh.”

His frustration had graduated to near desperation, and he gritted his teeth.  “You better fucking finish what you started.”

“Well, maybe just a little bit more.”  She kissed him again, licking and sucking as she cupped him, giving him a subtle squeeze.  He was tense . . . and close.  Too close.  “Okay, I’m done,” she sang, snickering at his muted growl.  “I like teasing you.  It’s fun.”  

“Little girl, when I get out of this . . .”

“What?”  She dropped over him in a straddle, rubbing his cock along the insides of her thighs.  “What are you going to do?”

As their eyes met, she let the tip slip in, and Robert pulled the ties reflexively, his head falling back.  Christ, she was already so wet . . . fuck, it was so tight, so fucking good.

The pressure of him right near her entrance was pure perfection, and Michelle moaned, commencing a slow and steady sway, keeping him exactly where she needed him to be.  “Just the tip, yeah?  How’s that?”

“I’ll take anything,” he rasped, pivoting his hips, doing his best to drive deeper.  Goddamn, he was going to come, and he wanted to do it deep inside of her.

“No, no, no,” she chided, stilling as she heard the telltale grunt in the back of his throat.

His brow raised in warning.  “You need to finish this, darlin’.  Right now.”  

“I don’t think so.”

“Well, I do.”  As her lips formed another sassy smirk, Robert wrenched from the binding, the silk scarf flying apart in tatters.  He was done with the game.  He grabbed her hips and slammed her down, groaning at the hot, wet constriction.  In one motion, he twisted around, tossing her onto the bed underneath him.  “You are going to be fucked hard, and you’re going to be fucked soft.  Which one first?”

Michelle opened her mouth to respond, finding no words.  There was a carnal look in his eyes that she knew all too well.  She’d been kidding herself that she was in control.  He’d known he could break the restraint any second he wanted.  The thought turned her on even more.

“Out of time, honey.  I pick hard.”

She gasped as he threw her legs around his waist, a delicious ache swirling in between them.  “Then do it.”

It was rough and tumble, slick and dirty, with only one thing on each of their minds.  Coming.  She was already out of her head, pushing against him as he had his way.  It didn’t matter . . . she was getting hers first.  The wild rhythm began to work its magic, and her legs tensed as she swallowed, clutching his back.  She was almost there . . . right on the cusp when he grunted, thrusting one last time.  Smug satisfaction poured onto his face as he poured into her, and she collapsed into the bedding, pounding her fist.  “You shit!  You selfish, little . . .”

“Sorry, Belle,” he drawled, his smile broadening.  “One of us had to win.”  He flinched as she swatted his arm.  “Come on, now, that was just a start.  You know I can’t make it in the morning.”

“You fucker.”

His eyes sailed across her body.  “Yeah, I guess I kinda am, huh?”  As she began her barbed retort, he pressed his finger onto her lips.  “Shhh . . . now it’s time for soft, right?  Get on top, baby.”  

He scooped her up, dropping onto his back, the heat returning with a vengeance as he positioned himself, already so hard.  “How can you be . . .”  

“It’s you, darlin’ . . . I could do this all day long.  I’m just here to make you feel good.”

She sighed as he gradually entered her, a slow, sensual slide.  He did make her feel good . . . all the time, no matter what.  True to his word, his thrusts were soft and gentle, and she rocked against him, the sweet push and pull bringing her right back to the edge.  His mouth locked on hers, and she moaned, sensing the luscious tickle inside.  He tasted like cider and cigarettes, his web of warmth encompassing her as he guided her back and forth, up and down, touching the deepest part of her. God, this man is magic.  Everything about him. The tickle transformed into a decadent throb, eliciting another long moan as she grabbed handfuls of his hair.  Fuck . . . the things he did to her.  He gently leaned her back, and she clutched the tops of his thighs, crying out as he hit the spot, a tremor racing through her.

“That’s it, yeah?”  Robert pursed his lips, taking her in.  She was on full display, flushed and covered with a sheen of sweat . . . a beautiful, dripping mess.  He cupped her breasts, rubbing his thumbs against her impossibly taut nipples, and her fingers tightened around his thighs as she quickened her pace.  Thank Christ, she was almost there.

Michelle began to move faster, her nails biting into his skin as the pressure inside coiled and spiraled.  Her eyes began to well up as she felt the inkling of release.  “Oh, fuck, yes . . . do not fucking stop.”

“I couldn’t if I wanted to,” he muttered, trying like hell not to come.  “Do it, love.”

“Oh, God . . . oh . . .”  Her brow wrinkled as her eyes found his, the exquisite tension finally giving way.  She groaned as her body shuddered, crumpling against him in a damp, sticky heap.

Robert clenched his jaw as she clenched him, no longer able to hold back.  He wrapped his arms around her as she fell into his chest, the sounds of their ecstasy filling up the room.  Fucking hell.  It had been worth the wait.

#Robert Plant fanfic #Robert Plant fan fiction #Led Zeppelin fanfic #Led Zeppelin fan fiction #Robert Plant fan fic #Led Zeppelin fan fic

[hgfstreamchats]

Much ado about monkeys

I'm not late! Not in the slightest! hello! Hello there! Thousands? Really? So this isn't some kind of. Zoo fostering program. Nope. It's just a logical extension of the term 'furbaby' This is facial trauma waiting to happen. But... monkeys. I mean, they're not domesticated nah, nah, these little monkeys aren't the face rippers. They ARE The monkeys that can learn to steal and wield weapons tho ......This was supposed to be filler as we all filed in, but the full movie's available. It sounds like EXACTLY the kind of freakshow that's suitable for movie night! Perfect! Tomatoes will wait. They'll wait and they'll like it. You just can't compete with monkeys. I hope it tells us where they're even getting the monkeys.... well, THAT'S not a disturbing sentiment! From someone who cares whether monkeys live or die, no doubt. they're terribly cute but this entire thing is making Twilight Zone music play in my head. Right?

check DailyMotion One second. There's things to skip forward/back ten seconds Either side of the pause button in the middle whyyyy does every other line sound like it's out of the trailer of a horror movie Oh, yeah, it's very important to make sure your PET MONKEY's gender presentation is, uh, socially acceptable For their blankets and stuff Unicron forbid! Because they definitely understand and care about that But he does want an exotic animal to treat as a baby. !!! I mean. I like they're able to satisfy these feelings and are aware of their own limitations. I just. These are the types of monkeys that form monkey gangs in cities? JESUS This is healthy and fine. I mean, literally, there's an epidemic of monkey thieves banding together in some cities She laughs the laughter of the damned. ikr "to make her look more like my daughter" Oh, yeah, I can definitely see the resemblance I can't tell if self-deprecating or worrying ewwwwwwww she IS a monkey, though These monkeys uniformly look upset. they do not comprehend ANY LEVEL of this This certainly looks legitimate. What a depressing environment This is horrifying. HER SMILE IS HORRIFYING If this doesn't feature an attack at some point, I'm rioting. Why do they put them in clothes It's, definitely about making them look more like little people, right? They have fur! HEY! GUESS WHAT! MOST SMALLER MONKEYS ON:Y LIVE UP TO 25 YEARS At which point this charade comes to a merciful end! Well, one of them said her oldest kid was forty-something, so she must be sixty or so herself So it really could be for the rest of her life! could indeed--provided she lives out the maximum lifespan and nothing terrible happens "wow, I can't BELIEVE this restaurant won't let me bring my pet monkey" How dare those diners not want Ebola Reston? An animal psychic. He's eating plastic. I would say go to a vet but honestly I would not expect most vets to deal with exotics. not to mention, how the fuck do you EXPLAIN that you're raising a monkey like a human baby to a strange vet Oh, dear Unicron. ...I think the goy was actually an orang; they don't have tails Actually I have to wonder if they'd try taking them to a doctor-for-humans instead do you... do think doctors have procedure for that? I bet some do I don't like the way the narrator is encouraging this.' The narrator sounds disapproving to me so, the way this tone is set, it equally feels like it could be a horror movie or a feel good movie, so I feel there's going to be some horrible twist in the second half. Oh, yes, please. OH BOY I would give them the ticket just for that. I wonder if the camera crew had anything to do with it. Or if that was a recreation thing Right. Give it frosting. Did they take its teeth out? "six real children" yeah, the narrator knows it's a freakshow I feel like there were other ways to deal with that When Impact grows up and moves out, I know I plan to adopt a small, sentient wild animal and ruin its life. I can't help but think you're thinking about someone specific Be sure to take it to restaurants with you and tell everyone it's your kid, too! If they complain about the smell of organic waste, I'll sue. Ewwwww. I'm trying to settle on which is the most disturbing. whyyyy does she sound so unhinged Was this the last letter she sent before she changed her name and started blocking her calls? Oh, well, then! Amazing. "The plan is to load her up on sedatives and nail her feet to the cage." THIS SEEMS DANGEROUSLY UNREGULATED "it also brings her into contact with children" oh, good! know sometimes they'll take their teeth out and I'm 90% sure that's what's happened here. Jeez, that's depressing ewwwwww That's a joke, right? ...Oh god, it's not a joke But they... aren't training her for that? She's *diaper clad.* I demand a monkey attack! They were very vague about the will. Betcha it says "EVERYTHING TO THE MONKEY" They foreshadowed monkey attacks but did not deliver. Ha! This is fine. To the pit with it, I'm playing the other documentary. I've tasted blood and I *need* more. This is a beautiful train wreck and I can't look away. Oh, here we go! WELP Much better! "companion for life" Okay, phrasing Oh my god Ohhh my god. can't afford a monkey baby Haha, no red flags here! "THIS IS FINE" Somebody call CPS By the Allspark, this is amazing. I love Earth so much. Jesus. It's not just humans who pull this shit either, other animals from other species are on record who prefer to raise other species to their own. A LION of all things kept adopting gazelles. Sounds normal and fine for all parties! OH, no :< "they're basically like infants! infants that can climb and that like to bite and claw and that will freak out about your relationships, and that you will never ever be able to fully communicate with" At least these are outside. yeah, THAT'S what's bothering the monkey about this, being teased. I hope these two end up maimed. See that KINDA makes it sound like.... I mean...... His real family's back in that cage. ..... His...has to... Abandoning "Gilded Earth" was a mistake. Callus. HOrror movie violins There's a case of Hepatitis lurking somewhere in this scene. "yet" "oh, yeah, I figure he's gonna maul me someday" Gotta feel sorry for these kids That's a tiny cage, too Jesus This keeps getting worse. ... "In other words, not goddamn cheetos" The vet's face. Everything about this is awful. Really. I mean, is it really. And I don't even like monkeys. The outpost roof doesn't like monkeys. "no matter what I do to them" jesus goddamnit This is a nightmare. Jesus this almost sounds like an ABYSMAL waste of time and money! You think?! Breakdown's asking what I'm laughing at. Show him! Now he's laughing. Oh, sure, don't listen to the vet, who told you explicitly to stop feeding her people food all the time! Just PRAY. Of course you won't, Spaghetti. This is going to end with at least one dead monkey, isn't it? The vet: "okay, just don't feed her pasta" 2 hrs later: SPAGHETTI TIME And ranch! the MONKEY COMMUNITY is UNDER THREAT. what a TRAGEDY I KNOW right? "it's OUR choice to endanger our children by keeping wild animals" "We need to protect our deity given right to kill as many monkeys as we want!" Sealand. Oh, please, please do this. I beg you. Alright, I know what we're closing out on. Oh my god oh, wait, Ihave one more, lemme see if it's on youtube Hahhahahaha Ewwwwww okay,youtube search, malcolm in the middle monkey jesus first clip at the top god Her face it gets better ....... HAH! God WELL God I do believe you demanded monkey attacks, earlier This is everything I dreamed of and more. Well, this was glorious. That was a wild ride And thank you both for joining me on it! Thank YOU for hosting! how could miss that dumpster fire *how could we It was a dumpster fire to be treasured. Good night! Goodnight! good night!