#“theres an old ass doctor man”

[neurotic-sinkhole]

you cannot convince me that a SINGLE ONE of these npcs existed before the moment brennan said they did. those gymnist criminals are 100% dm "fuck i need a guy right now" moment. the 30 year old 80 year old doctor? improv, baby! the cuck pig, 100% new idea on the spot. and i love it.

[tamahoshio]

ive been fucking with an au of a slice of my main/fave OC's life (bcause he must bear the most torture i guess lmao) and like i'm so tempted to make it canon bc it explains so well the time right after it, as well as a few things in general, but i also absolutely don't because it's like sensitive material and i dont wanna have to tell people besides myself about it bc despite research personal experiences and all i know it's a kind of thing where i'm probably just not the person anyone would want to even mention some of it? complicated feels in tags?

[melodyglow-blog]

Why i think Dabi / Touya is still alive after chapter 430

#spoilers ahead

Ok first of all,this shit was so ass, i dont even wanna think about how the final chapter looks like it was set in a dark AU ending where nothing changes and rei looks older than ever, still pushing enjis wheelchair for the past 8 years🤮, shoto being a workaholic (and soon being num ONE). Shouldnt he be more focused on his friendships??

Plus, no mention of his siblings that his arc has been working on reconnecting him with. 🤮 So like...Enji won? Shoto will be number one after all wtff..

But id rather think about the fact that touya could still be alive after the timeskip. Here are a few reasons why..

No gravestone shown, no image of a shrine or a burial, hell..no mention of his death AT ALL unlike with toga or shigaraki, erasers friend and midnight...hell, deku even hallucinates shiggy. If touya was truly dead i feel like we wouldve seen a panel of his shrine or ANY indication if his death.

Society and tech have improved so much that quirkless deku can be a hero, so theres no way that touya, with a partial healing ice quirk isnt kept alive.

He was last shown to be 'slowly marching towards death' like BITCH thats literally what being alive is, we are all slowly marching towards death😭

This man is allergic to dying and i do believe that hori left his outcome ambiguous for a reason, if hori wanted to show touya dead he 100% would.

Shoto smiling..like bro would be smiling like that after his oldest brother passed away, like i said, intentionally hori is avoiding any mention of Touya, even natuso is not shown or mentioned, just that shoto has become a workaholic and on his way to being number one...

Plus the panel text is from Deku's pov. So its not todoroki's internal monolouge thats revealed, only his expression and hopefully thats an indicator that his siblings are ok.

Hori has 100% lost the plot lmao, the ending is so convoluted and out of character that theres simply no in universe reason why Touya would be straight up dead. Making shoto mention his father instead of his brothers or sister or MOTHER was certainly a choice🤮🤮🤮.

Old rei pushing enjis wheelchair is sickening and i dont wanna believe that shes still his maid if she has had to mourn touya a second time, its gross and literally a dark au cause wtf.

Since none of shotos siblings were mentioned, this empty space of detail lets us assume that shoto isnt stressing about them. If touya was dead we would see him visiting his shrine, in japanese culture, visiting gravestones and praying to shrines of the dead is symbollic.

I firmly believe that hori either got seriously sick (he said his ears were leaking fluid) or got pressured by his team (he said he cried when his management made him scrap an extra comic page he drew of dabi and sceptic on the past) , i believe that at this point, he didnt have a lot of creative control over his work and wasnt allowed to dedicate more panels to the LOV. HE HAD to prioritise enji and the characters at the top of the poll. When touya came 4th on the final poll, it was too late, his story became enji's story even though hori confessed that he had initially written enji to be killed off in the high end nomu fight.

The story is such a retconned mess, theres no way he wasnt planning shiggy and touya to be SAVED physically, literally touyas last panel is of him crying alone lmaoo.

IN BOTH of Horikoshi's previous serialized series the villains lived and got to reform and atone at the end..

But yeah, my end verdict is that hori intentionally didnt mention touya for the fans to theorise about him living💀

BONUS ~ i saw a post mentioning this, There is also a throwaway panel of the Doctor "curing the uncurable" - which could refer to Touya

[lovebunnie]

scout often felt like whatever emotion he felt at a time, he felt it down to his bones. there was no subtle emotion to him. it was as though the switch in his brain could only go either on or off, max speed or a snail’s pace.

he knew he had a motor mouth, but that was only because he had shit to say; all the thoughts in his brain needed to come out and he kinda sucked at spelling so writing it down was a bust. if scout kept every emotion he felt within himself, he feared it would suffocate him under its weight.

when he was a kid, he got away with his big feelings by being the youngest in a family of nine, the baby through and through. as he stood now, he once again finds himself the youngest of nine, still the baby who was either an empty lighter or a forest fire.

scout hated the repetitive nature of his life. he hated his own predictability.

case in point, he sat outside of medic’s infirmary at the ass crack of dawn, and try as he might he could not convince himself to go to bed. all because he was in there. his ass was numb from sitting on the floor. the noises inside had stopped hours ago.

it just wasn’t fair, scout thought to himself. he wasn’t supposed to feel like this towards the man who walked out when he needed him the most. where was the logic in waiting up for good news about your deadbeat father? scout had long ago accepted what had happened, but here were those big feelings that told him to stay put.

it was old news. the scout hadnt needed a dad growing up and just when he thought he had finally convinced himself of that notion, some french asshole came into his life and never had a kind word to say; he was an enemy to scout first, before he was his father. and it took months to not get overwhelmed by anger and the truth of the matter. everyday the spy would sneer scouts way and it was his dad and the spy would make a quip about scouts reading ability and it was his dad and every time he would call him annoying or obnoxious he was still his dad, he would say the words while being his father.

medic was doing repairs on his medigun and before the match had politely asked the team to promise not to get maimed while he was between parts. no medigun meant no quick fixes, it meant long surgery and weeks in recovery.

the spy was shit at keeping promises, scout thought.

suddenly, the door opened and medic stepped out whilst delicately removing his gloves.

“doc!” scout leapt up on wobbly feet. “there ya are!”

the medic was obviously taken aback by the presence of another person. “ah, herr scout. it is rather late, is it not?”

“dunno, theres no clock in the hallway and i dont have a watch on me-”

with his bearings gathered, scout took in the haggard doctors appearance as his jaw clicked shut. blood was splattered on his white coat, haphazardly and carelessly with no direct source. medic had produced a handkerchief from his pocket and was dutifully attempted to scrub the blood off his hands and out from underneath his nails; evidently, his gloves could only shield from so much.

his face was lined with worry and he was obviously exhausted.

it was his father’s blood on medic’s face. he was in there and there was obviously a battle fought between doctor and patient.

“it is nearly 4am,” the medic said. “scout, what are you doing here?”

and wasnt that the question, thought scout. he was wondering the same damn thing himself.

because truly, what business did he have waiting up for spy of all people? what was he hoping to gain, a moment of lucidity from a man high on medication, a spark of realization about their situation? what good was acknowledgement if the circumstances were like this, sterile and forgotten by the time the stitches healed.

scout had sat and stayed, and it was far more than the spy ever did for him.

those big feelings rose back up, and scout stood rooted in righteous fury. “is he gonna make it?”

“could this not have waited until tomorrow?” medic asked. “i still need to disinfect my equipment and write my reports from the match.”

“im sick of waiting,” scout growled. “everyone else can play dumb all they want, but im askin ya to spit it to me straight, doc. is he gonna make it?”

before medic could reply, scout felt his chest constrict as those big feelings swallowed him whole and began to feast. “because its not fuckin fair, alright? i shouldnt care about that asshole after what he did to me, or didnt do for me when i was a kid. i grew up just fine without him and he couldnt give a damn about me so he doesnt deserve my time. i shouldnt be here, i shouldnt care, but i do. and it eats me up inside like im the only person who freakin realizes the situation. thats my dad in there and hes dying and everything tells me i should care about that and i do and i hate myself for it, that jerk didnt do anything for me my whole life, why do i care? why does he get my compassion when he hasnt earned it? i should know better and ive been here all night because my dad is hurt and i cant help him and i hate his guts-“ scout gripped medic by the shoulders and ripped the question out from somewhere deep in his chest, “is my dad gonna die, doc?”

tears ran down scouts red cheeks and he had a wild look in his eye. he looked like a frightened animal that had been cornered and was lashing out in protection; medic considered that comparison to be somewhat accurate.

“the spy will live.” medic chose his words carefully as he pried scouts hands off his shoulders. “the spy will live.”

and with nothing more to say and no answers to the questions, the medic brushed past scout and walked down the hallway.

scout looked at the door leading into the infirmary. he thought about walking in and staying by spys side the entire night, greeting him in the morning and helping him drink water when he couldnt sit up. he thought about what would happen if he became the bigger man and stayed when spy needed him, despite the pain it would cause. he thought about shoving it in spys face that it was easy to be somewhere where youre needed. scout thought about becoming everything spy couldnt be.

scout hated the repetitive nature of his life.

[sweetpinkchampagne]

sinful II

18+ readers only please lovelies!! (this is for a reason please listen<3)

little synopsis: the reader is tonys daughter (he had her young, canon doesnt exist) theres tension between you and stephen, an obvious age gap keeping you from eachother (26, 40). theyre 'trapped' in an elevator together and the tension crumbles.

its been 2 days since the elevator incident and stephen has left you high and dry.. at an event you spot stephen with a young model in his lap, clearly he has a type. an angry confrontation leads to sex in a bathroom.

pronouns: female pronouns are used

relationship: fem reader x stephen strange not established relationship

note: i do not know what possessed me to write this shit, i will not apologise. i love you <333

warnings: defined age gap, stephen being possessive, controlling smut, dd/lg kind offf, petnames, semi public sex

it had been two nights, two long nights since your slip up with stephen. since you dropped your façade. you had woken up in his bedroom to cold sheets and an empty pillow. he had gone. fuck that, you thought. neither of you texted each other and conveniently he missed two days of work. well, define work - because he managed to find it within him to show up to a gala your father had thrown. a very fancy gala where people bidded on expensive technology and played characters for an evening. mingle with potential investors, keep up with appearances, engage with the press. those were the rules, and you weren’t going to disobey your father. another interesting detail that was headlined by TMZ, “doctor stephen strange seen with blonde supermodel. love or lust?” you weren’t blonde, or a supermodel by trade. that struck a nerve. 

it was 8pm, the gala had started an hour ago but you decided that just in case he did show up, you wanted to make a statement. your dress was a floor length black lacey number, with a sheer element that somewhat exposed your lower back and your ass. cascading down the stairs elegantly, you pushed open the doors loudly, fuck it you wanted to be seen. interrupting some old white man's bid on your father’s new bionic eye invention. the room went silent and heads whipped around. you sauntered over to the round table that seated natasha and maria, plopping yourself down in the seat next to the lovebirds. out of the corner of your eye you could see a man with jet black hair and grey streaks eyeing you, tongue in cheek, jaw clenched and you loved in it. natasha was the only person who knew of your one night stand turned revenge plot - therefore so did maria. you loved them both dearly.

“he’s staring, oh he’s livid.” natasha chuckled, adjusting her necklace. you swiveled turning back in your seat to grab a glass of very expensive champagne from the waiter, thanking him. 

“who’s that?” maria cocked her head, studying the blonde sat next to him. you knew it was her, you didn’t bother to look.

“stella whitford, shes a 26 year old model for dolce and gabbana.” natasha nearly spat out her red wine at your retort and maria snorted. 

“jesus stark! what are you, a stalker?” nat composed herself before looking back at the model. whitford was laughing, stephen whispering something in her ear. must have been fucking hilarious. 

“not a stalker, i'm just...well–read.” 

“didn’t think TMZ was your kind of read.”

“oh, so you guys saw it too?” maria nodded before mumbling an insult directed to stephen under her breath and nat agreed. you shrugged in response, "it's clear he’s just a middle aged man who preys on young women. i couldn't care less. honestly." you lied

“oh come on..” natasha responded, giving you an all-knowing look. 

“sold!! to edward tieran for 6.5 million dollars!” the sound of the mallet against the wood ringing in your ears as the crowd clapped. you heard the blonde pleading behind yo, far away and stephen firmly saying no. controlling prick. stella stood up, dismissing stephen before making her way to your table. you appreciated that.

“hi! oh my god, i know this is totally unprofessional but i’m like a big fan and i just- i'm sorry i just wanted to meet you! i’m stella.” she grinned widely, adoringly looking at you. she was so sweet. it was clear she had no idea about you and stephen. 

“oh! no, don't apologise, that’s so sweet!! it’s so nice to meet you stella” you shook her hand before natasha queried politely. 

“are you sitting with, strange?” she said with a smile on her face. you kicked her ankle from under the table and maria bit her cheek to hold back her laughter. 

“oh, yeah. he’s just a hookup, to be entirely honest with you i just wanted to attend a gala. i begged for him to take me and he finally gave in! he’s not my type, he was just in the right place at the right time.” a wave of relief washed over you, drowning you. you all continued chatting, politely mingling and she swiftly checked her phone seeing it was 10:30pm. 

“i'm so sorry! i have to go, i have this like really important club event to go to, you know how it is. there’s a buncha modelling scouts there. it was so lovely meeting you guys!!” she quickly hurried off, abandoning stephen. 

“i love her, can we take her home? she’s so precious” natasha teased at how threatened you were by stella. you felt stupid. she was lovely. more than lovely, and she was absolutely gorgeous.

“okay, okay.. i got it. she’s very sweet and i feel like an idiot.” you groaned, your head resting against your hand, your elbow on the table. it was bad manners, but whatever. servers holding plates of the regular beef and chicken circulated the venue, placing meals to the left of attendees. 

“i'm just going to go to the ladies room, i’ll be back” you sighed, ducking in between the servers, apologising but still confidently walking. you opened the doors to the lobby, it was entirely empty. the bathroom was beautiful, with gorgeous marble pillars and sinks. you touched up your lipstick and stood there composed. you washed your hands and dried them with a paper towel, still embarrassed. you walked with your back to the door to the bathroom, throwing your balled up paper towel into the bin. and suddenly, thud. a lean but muscular body hit you. before you could turn around to see who it was he spoke. 

“nice shot” you could recognise that baritone voice anywhere. you rolled your eyes and turned around. 

“i could get you kicked out for harassment for standing in the women's bathroom” you bit back. you were all riled up. 

“what? you're lonely, date leave you or something??” you said turning around. he was smirking. god you wanted to slap him. you swore you weren’t an angry person but he did things to you. 

“oh don’t tell me you’re jealous, dear.” he walked forward, essentially pushing his way into the bathroom before he shut the door. jealous?? please. 

“you were the one who left, didn’t speak a word to me and then hooked up with stella whitford - who by the way, can do so much better than you.” you scoffed. 

“you reading up on me, baby? i didn’t know you cared for me that much” he chuckled, looking around the bathroom, continuing to step forward before your lower back hit one of the beautiful marble sinks. 

“drop your panties” he said lowly, undoing his dress shirt’s sleeves, before efficiently rolling them up and backing you against the sink and lowering his head down to look at you. 

“excuse me? you can’t just barge in here after you left me in the dark" you were swiftly cut off. 

“do I need to repeat myself? i said, drop your fucking panties, stark. don't be bratty.” he had your chin positioned up, looking into your eyes, tutting. that cold, sexy stare. would you be weak for giving in, because god you wanted to.. without thinking you complied, shimming down your skimpy black lace underwear and throwing them at his chest. he chuckled at your childish response before he spun you around and unzipped your dress. he didn’t rip it, he unzipped it.. that was new. the dress fell to the floor. 

“elbows on the sink for me, pretty girl, can you do that fr’ me??” you were putty in his hands.

“this isn't fair and you know it.” you retorted, the cold marble stinging your elbows. 

“i know baby, let me kiss it better for you, yeah??” the sound of him undoing his belt sent shivers down your spine. this wasn’t exactly a private bathroom, anyone could walk in at any time and he knew it. before you knew it he was pounding into you as you gripped the sink, hot breaths fogging up the mirrors as the sound of skin hitting skin echoed through the room. 

“oh stephen.” you moaned, throwing your head back slightly, he wasn’t kind, this wasn’t making love - this was pure sex. 

“fucking christ you’re addictive.” he groaned before speeding up his pace. he was hitting your cervix unmercilessly. his knuckles white as he dug into the plush of your hips. god he looked good in a suit. the pounding against your g-spot made you whimper, your eyes glazed over and your mouth parted. your hair wasn’t in the pretty curls they were before you stepped into the bathroom. 

“god- i’m.. go- gonna.” you whimpered and he smirked at you in the mirror, watching you intently. 

“right there with you, come on sweetheart. give it to me, make a mess fr’ me.”  

you were done for. you came with a loud cry, your body shaking and trembling as the last waves of pleasure washed over you. he released your hips and kissed the back of your neck, giving you a satisfied, cocky smile. you collapsed in his arms, your heart still pounding as he cleaned you up, redressed you and propped you back up on the sink. his scarred hands gently taming your hair and tucking a curl behind your ears. he kissed your forehead as you looked up at him dumbly, face flushed, freshly fucked, head empty. how could you have said yes?

“fucking christ you’re addictive” the words he had spoken previously, ringing in your ears, stuck in your head.

[larrythefloridaman]

I think about Larry (pre-loop) and Home's relationship a lot. How theres a sense of resentment on home's side and a sense of distrust on Larry's. How Larry can puff his ego up easy and yet every time hes given a chance to interact with himself in an externalized fashion theres this. distaste. Its never really strong enough to call 'self-loathing' exactly. Its very... casual. Almost insidiously so.

I think about how FL Man in the nccts expressed his hopes of becoming a champion eventually (although he'd just went 0-2 in his first tournament, and his friend dani would later outpace him easily) and his disappointment at becoming a plain ol' doctor on the sidelines instead (a perceived failure despite how much of an accomplishment he later knows it to be on the other side of that degree- larry shot for the stars and landed on the moon, but fl man is barely past being a dumb kid and kinda doesnt... get that concept, just yet i dont think) and his excitement about the powers hes going to have (which is soured by seeing them in action- clearly a little unnerved by the visceral reality of it.)

I think about how FL Man was 19-20, in that weird transitional phase from being a teenager into being an adult, and doesnt really think of himself as 'grown up' yet. I think of how Home is a boring stick-up-his-ass old man to him (and his shock that home is younger than larry as of current is still funny to me.) I think of how, often, when youre young and dont know much about adult life, before you start to mature, you arent really excited by mundanity. you want something dazzling, you have big hopes, often dictated by what the people and culture around you expect or deem valuable, and how sometimes it feels like a betrayal of your past self or a failure to give up on those hopes once you know more about yourself and what you want and who you are and how things work. I think about how Hamburger Helper shot down Larry's grab for captainship in seemingly as embarrassing a way as possible, because he thought Larry needed to learn patience and respect for his elders.

It seems. likely. to me that Larry got involved in Order's experiments in the interest of attempting to skip the work. hoping to become a better fighter he involves himself in all too many a superhero's origin story, is victimized by painful, unethical science, only to gain a power that, for all he loves it and benefits from it, he has also called a curse, a power that those who arent used to it sometimes look upon the symptoms of with a visceral disgust, a situation he and j0hn were lucky to survive and thrive in spite of together, where others werent so lucky. (For one thing if i recall, juniper's parents certainly weren't.)

I think about Larry and Home, opposed. Sometimes you look at your past self and all you see is a naive idiot, reckless and impatient and clueless, unbaked. It can be hard to give someone responsible for every bad idea you ever had the credit for surviving to become you, especially if youre not that happy to be you. And sometimes, you can't imagine why or how you would ever choose to become something you think you'd hate, make choices you'd regret, before youre standing there in your own shoes. Larry cant trust himself. And sometimes that's for good reason. Home didn't tell himself he'd die, after all. (And his boyfriend kept his future self's secrets- in a way he'd placed the person he'd become over who he was then. Did he think of him as a fixer-upper in the end, like his tech? ...As long as j0hn was happy, and safe, larry didn't mind. He knew he was a bit of a fuckup. J0hn was his whole world. The love of his life. His partner in everything, even this nightmare. And even if he loved the person he could be more than who he was, he was going to become him, so that didnt matter.) (J0hn doesnt care for the mustache.)

And i think about how home was there, a participant and a witness and a victim all at once, unable to alter the course of history but instead forced to watch and enact it and to reflect on how foolish he'd always been as hes forced to be complicit in the suffering of the community he wants nothing more than to protect in the pursuit of his endgoal, forced to trust that if he succeeds it will all turn out for the better. I wonder how much he blames himself. I wonder if he ever apologized to himself the way he apologizes to others he had to rope into all of that.

And he was right. It all worked. The plan worked. He played his role beautifully, so beautifully its part of him now. And he got the happy ending he wanted, he didn't even have to die for it. Turns out, it wasnt really the ending like he thought it might be. And now what? What does he do with himself? Whatever he wants, he has AGENCY now, hes an adult with a degree and a job he (mostly) loves serving his community and useful skills and money and time. He can help people, like hes trained to do, like he did all this to do in the first place, like hes good at. (After a little horrifying revenge. Just a little. If he has to send Dr. Order to a poetically satisfying end to keep her gone for good they can at least drag her errandboy's one winged corpse onstage as a bit for a while. And then that went horribly wrong. And then she wasnt gone for good. And the new susan's too cool and good for it to really be fair to hate her. Cool, cool, awesome doesnt completely fuck up the cathartic closure of that chapter of his life for him at all no sir definitely not hes definitely not having a dissociative episode just seeing Her again, ruining the illusion that he can just move on like all that didnt happen.)

And In his heart, he's always going to be making up for the fact that he couldnt do more. That he couldnt bear it all by himself. That he didn't do more when he could. That he failed to avoid this being necessary in the first place. That it was all rigged from the start, and that to an extent that could be understood as his own fault, and he did all this to himself and thats true in too many ways. Hes making up for being a low-class beat-down fool that doesnt really belong with the stars, but is among them anyway. He's making up for the fact he always was, always is, and always will be. Hes making up for it. He martyrs himself to pay back some intangibly infinite cosmic debt for surviving and thriving at others' expense- survivors guilt has always been something he and folk seem to have in common. Its his apology, for doing what hes done and being who he is. He owes everyone that much, for putting up with him all this time, doesn't he? He'll take advantage of the thick skin hes developed to protect others from the consequences of his and others decisions, draw the attention off of his collaborators, he'll always take the hit to take care of someone else.

But all that doesnt account for the fact his loved ones... yknow. Love him. And want him to be safe and comfortable and live for them as much as hes willing to suffer and die for them.

[do-i-look-like-a-doctor]

okay but the Naruto universe is so fucking weird yet funny if you explain it and question it.

first, you have this lil orphan broke kid ninja boy named after a fishroll. then, you have an emo kid who acts like he got parents and a good way in life despite the fact he’s equally as much of an orphan as Mr. Broke-Blonde-Bitch. THEN you have this normal chick with pink hair who signed up for absolutely none of this nonsense yet got dragged into it. tell me why it’s these three against the world yet none of them can function together? it’s like watching ferrets hyped up on PCP fight over raw spaghetti noodles. dont even get me started when they were in school together, i can bet every person here 6 cents that at some point Sakura aka Ms. Fuckall got tired of Naruto and Sasuke’s bullshit and just tried to abandon them at an animal shelter.

speaking of school and general tomfoolery, why was the dude in charge of these three young squishy brained freaks the most depressed 20 something year old creature on the planet? i will admit, Kakashi is attractive and a great dude. he is so iconic, he misses his old team, and it’s clear he wanted best for his Group of Weird Children but he also reads porn all day and his mask probs smells like cheap aftershave.

if i was a 13 year old ninja child and i saw my sensai (who’s name sounds like cashew) doing all that i’d assume im either about to learn a sick ass skill (how to not cope with emotional trauma properly) or im about to get my ass handed to me. or im about to dropout.

back on track. so you’ve got orphan #1, orphan #2, Ms. Get-Me-Out-Of-Here, and Emotionally Repressed Man in one team. what do the kids do? beef for like 3048384 episodes. what does Kakashi do? try to teach them the power of friendship the entire damn series. oh, and let’s not forget that Naruto apparently has a demon fox inside him because of course he does.

anyways, once the team gets good at teaming they haul off to take their lil ninja exams. who do they meet? some kid named Gaara with smudged eyeliner and shaved brows. he’s a red-head, that’s cute. oh and he can control sand and tries to kill every child in the exams because his dad is a piece of shit hipster. who else do they meet? a kid named Rock Lee who can kick really hard, a girl named Tenten who wishes for all of us to stfu, and poor Neji who can’t keep doing this. there’s also some guy named Guy. yeah, the chunin exams nearly flop because Gaara doesn’t know how to act right.

all this is happening but the pivotal of it all? Sasuke decides to be extra emo and FUCKS OFF TO KILL HIS HALF BLIND SICKLY OLDER TWINK BROTHER.

then, Naruto decides he wants to harness his powers and FUCKS OFF WITH AN OLD ASS BUSHY HAIRED MAN WHO WRITES PORN. Jiraiya needs to be studied on a microscopic spiritual level. he is why SCP’s exist.

who let these kids out? i told you all not to feed the animals and look what happened. now theres beef between a group of kids and the akatsuki.

oh and the akatsuki?? don’t get me started. wtf is that. why is this group of fucked up people with weird powers who are being led by a ginger hive mind of corpses just wandering around? and why is Weasel, aka Itachi, in the middle of it with his goofy explosive hypnotic eyeballs? i want them all put down.

so you’ve got the evil eldirch horrors in the streets. thats fine. Naruto gets put into a new gang cuz Kakashi has to hospitalized. cool, whatever. Naruto decides to start hutning down his rogue boyfriend alongside Sakura, who became a sickass ninja doctor, along with his new sensei Yamato. wonderful… THEN SOME BITCH NAMED SAI SHOWS UP.

DO NOT GET ME STARTED.

what is that? why is it emo? why is its tongue tattooed? put it back outside bro i stg. i love him so much.

everything is just everywhere in this anime bro I can’t. Sasuke is no where to be seen, Naruto is doing fuckall across the world with his groupie, Kakashi is lowkey sad again cuz his kids are gone, and Sakura can barely breathe without issues occurring.

not just that but the twink brother named Weasel is being stupid and enables his own murder. yeah he basically wants Sasuke to come for his ass. meanwhile, Naruto comes home bigger, better, older but still broke and full of fox demon. still, not a single soul except his friends and teachers like him. shit gets even more wild, it becomes knock-off Cheetah Girls vs. The World.

girl i gotta go before i hurt someone. see yall in part 2.

(all of this is heavily unedited, apologies for mistakes)

[explosivehrt]

A sheriff and an outlaw, locked in a staredown, star-crossed, scar-crossed, tumbleweeded- I think theres something about this in a scripture somewhere, on how the devil was once gods favorite angel, how an outlaw could've been a town hero's favorite something. Maybe not much has changed, because theres some kind of excitement in the way they stare eachother down, two cowboys on each end of the street, fingers twitching to the pistols at their belts. Familiar, challenging, dangerous, sending the sheriff aquiver when the outlaw grins, crooked and toothy. I dare you. It goes unspoken, the outlaw says something else instead. I told you to stay out of my damn way, Sheriff. He drawls, all lazy confidence and this sounds different, like a climax, they've taken pot shots during chases, but they've never had a true showdown like this. The sheriff finds himself aching for it, trigger finger itching. He wants to shoot. He wants to wound. He wants justice. He also wants to give and get, wrestling like when they were younger but they have guns now. Fingers twitching to belts. The sheriff wants to cackle and sing out. You think you can outshoot me, motherfucker? Well think otherwise, because this gun spits hell’s fucking fury! The outlaw grins wider, jerking his chin like a dare. Well, I’ll shoot you if you shoot me too, what do you say, sugar?

In a blink, pistols raise and fire twin shots, turns out both guns spit hellfire, because both bullets find their marks. Shoulder. Gut. Blood soaks leather, stains the sand red. The outlaw laughs, loud and cacophonous and crazy. There's something wrong with him. The sheriff keels over, shoulders shaking as he joins in. Theres something wrong with him too. Hand to the agony in his gut, blood spurting through his fingers, knees in the sand, spurs digging into his own ass as he laughs until theres tears in his eyes. He hears the outlaw before he looks up through blurry vision to see him, spurs clacking with each step. Blood flows freely from his shoulder and he holds out a hand. The sheriff grunts and takes it, gets pulled back to his feet, and they're not laughing anymore. These wounds wont kill them. There's crazy in them both, like moon-drunk coyotes. They hang off of eachother like the old days and limp to the doctor. They won't get turned away, there'll be no remorse and no charges because there’s nothing against a little friendly competition in this ghost town, no laws in the wild fucking west, not for this outlaw, not from this sheriff. Good shot, the sheriff says, looking sideways at the outlaw and up through his eyelashes like a dame. The outlaw slaps a hand to his injured gut and he keels over again, hand flying to the hole in the outlaws shoulder and digging his fingers in until the man cries out. Pain for pain, a bullet for a bullet, one day an eye for an eye. Flirting. With eachother, with death. He tears his fingers out of the outlaws shoulder and they climb back to their feet, the sheriff itches his lip, blood gets on it, on his lips, his mustache, he licks it away, tastes the cocktail of their blood and laughs again. They're something wild, the two of them. Maybe by morning the postsign by the archway into town will have their faces plastered to it, banned, far too untamed to be allowed to stick around any longer.

[quillisadoll]

Ok guys are you ready for the biggest cross over yet

Ok so when ford and Stan go on the Stan o war they go to England

And boom Ford learns about the Magnus archives

BUT WAIT THERES MORE

Bro hangs out with Johnathan Sims and it's great paranoid bffies BUT THEN A BLUE BOX JUST APPEARS RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM

HOW ODD

AND THEN BOOM THE 11TH DOCTOR COMES OUT AND THEY'RE ALL LIKE WOAHHH

BUT WAIT

where are they exactly?

Well they're in front of a old bookshop ofc

That was owned by a nice man with white hair

THATS RIGHT AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY ARE HERE

OH YOU THOUGHT I WAS OVER? NO

in that book shop there's a little field trip going on... Some students from Japan are visiting

THATS RIGHT THE OURAN FUCKING HOST CLUB

They're looking at all of these books and then Tamaki finds a book.. a quite weird book... About ponies and Friendship

THATS RIGHT TAMAKI SUOH FINDS THE JOURNAL OF FRIENDSHIP OR WHATEVER ITS CALLED FROM MLP

Please add more random ass shit to this au let's make everything connected

[nortism]

doctor who liveblog pt 18

s3 ep11 utopia

- jack harkness episode!!!!! he’s back from the war!!!

- always cardiff with these ppl

- AYYY JACKIE BOY

- uh oh the end of the universe

- oh fuck did jack die

- back from the brink of death and already flirting

- omg the doctor is a real dick 😭😭

- glad martha had someone to bond with

- yooo jack’s immortal??

- OMG THE PROFESSOR HAS THE WATCH

- OMG THE PROFESSOR IS A TIMELORD

- YANA YOU ARE NOT ALONE WHATTTTTTTTT

- omggggg he’s an evil timelord

- GET HIS ASS CHANTHO

- HES THE MASTER ?!??!!!?!!? i’ve heard of this guy

- CHANTHO NOOOOOOOOOO

- she’s still alive LETS GOOOO

- oh shit he’s in the tardis

- oh fucj he’s gonna regenerate

- why are u as a man calling another man master??

- oh no the tardis is gone, they are fucked

s3 ep12 the sound of drums

- oh they escaped that’s good

- oh he’s harold saxon

- martha i can’t believe u didn’t vote

- IS A DOCTOR

- idk why he decided that the uk was the country from which he needed to take over the world but that’s doctor who logic 😭😭

- good to see that tish got a nice new job

- oh fuck he’s killed the cabinet

- most unrealistic part of this episode is that an alien became prime minister without being part of one of the two main parties

- who’d call himself the doctor???

- wait what happened to my girl harriet jones?

- oh shit he’s gonna kill the journalist

- lucy ur husband is gay

- oh he’s a hypnotist

- FUCK THERES A BOMB

- good of him to warn her about the bomb he planted in her room

- YES THEN MARTHA’S DAD

- oh martha’s mum u fucked up

- theres a real fucked up homoerotic undertone to the doctor/master dynamic

- what did i say?

- ok i’m kinda obsessed with the master, he’s cunty as hell

- the teletubbies r pretty cool

- starting to think the time lords aren’t great

- oh fuck jack is in torchwood

- uh oh the phones r evil

- oh my poor girl 😭😭

- fucking americans

- oh shit martha’s parents

- oh no the tardis

- oh shit he just blew up the president

- i giggled

- laser screwdriver!!

- oh fuck he was behind the lazarus thing

- sorry the doctor getting old man-ified was a little funny

- OH FUXK YEAH THEYRE PLAYING VOODOO CHILD NOW THIS IS TELEVISION

- bye bye martha

- YES THEN MARTHA

- another fucking bible reference, they r loving those this season

- on one hand, it’s bad that the master is trying to end the world, one the other, cunty queer coded villains are what i come to 2000s television for

s3 ep13 last of the time lords

- this is a lot of pressure on martha, why isn’t it the immortal fucker’s job to save the world?

- ONE YEAR LATER???

- MARTHA MY LOVE

- OH YESS THE SCISSOR SISTERS, THIS IS CINEMA

- oh they’ve crucified jack harkness

- uh oh prison break

- the old man is being old man-ified again

- where’d he go

- oh jesus fuck that’s horrible

- oh this is the doctor at his most pathetic

- at least martha’s parents are back together

- WHAT THE FUCJ IS THAT IN THE SPHERE

- NO ITS THE HUMANS FROM THE FUTURE

- oh shit the professor is a snitch

- oh fuck here he comes

- OH YES THE POWER OF WORDS AND BELIEF

- OH YEAH SAVING THE WORLD WITH A HUG AND FORGIVENESS

- uh oh they telported

- yesss homoerotic fight on a cliff let’s goo

- oh yeah his wife!!!!

- i could do without the misogyny i won’t lie

- omg he fucking died

- rip king, be nicer to women in the next life

- FUCK OFF JACK IS THE FACE OF BOE

- aww the poor doctor alone again

- good on martha for knowing when to leave

- OH FUCK HE DID REGENERATE

- what

possibly controversial but i preferred s3 to s2 despite being a rose girlie always and forever. that ruled and I LOVE U MARTHA JONES

[lightfromandromeda]

begging every doctor who fan that has only watched the revival (2005-present) to pls pls pls check out the classic show and/or the expanded universe (books, audios, comics, theres SO MUCH)

the original show is very fun with goofy costumes and practical effects on a lame ass budget (hell yeah) and great characters. it IS an old british show so beware of some offensive out of date things

and my god i could talk for a week straight about the expanded universe. the EU goes into basically every doctor, master, other timelords and most companions and sometimes further into side characters. its all rich with crazy plots and characterization that u dont get in either show its so fucking delicious. hell so many of the books are explicitly queer. in the EDAs (Eighth Doctor Adventure books) there are two bi companions, an aroace person who you could also argue is agender, and they hav multiple discussions of the doctors gender and how he isnt a man. one of the bi companions (a dude) falls in love with the doctor.

hell the EU goes into modern who stuff too. there are audios with 10 and donna having adventures. same with 10 and rose. rose has her own series about her dimension hopping with her dimension canon where shes trying to find the doctor in series 4. river song has a huge series called the diary of river song which you can guess what its about. martha has her own stories about her year of walking the earth. if you like torchwood theres a torchwood audio series.... and books.

seriously, i watched nuwho first (which i do love dont get me wrong) but after watching the original show and then getting into EU stuff, the regular show feels so barebones most of the time...... crumbs....

[bucketspammer4life]

☆how comfy i would be asking the boxers for... Substances™☆

idk if i should maintag this, obv tw for drug use

saw that one "how comfy i would be asking the boxers to hold my drink" post? yeah we're advancing now bitches buckle up

Bottom of the list is...

Little Mac

come on why should i ask a minor for drugs?? of course he would be familiar with drugs from hanging out with soda or just hearing about steroids

dont even bother asking him, his idea of drugs is painkillers & vitamin gummies

Next place is...

Doc Louis

He'd just get worried for you and give you a entire lecture and hint to Mac that you're a shady figure

He would gasp at you like "noo!!! Stay sober!!"

hes gotta be a good parent to Mac and i understand that

next place is...

Piston Hondo

He'd gasp like a conservative grandma finding out you got a piercing, pretty similiar to doc louis (full name doctorate louisana) and he would check up on you often

He would hit you up for some tea & meditation, he means well but still not helpful

Next place is...

Disco Kid

He wouldnt be suprised because he probably witnessed unpleasant stuff at some parties he went to but he wouldnt carry

Of course he wouldnt be like doc and tell you to get help but he wouldnt flat out go "sure broski heres 100 pounds of weed"

He would just say "no" and move on with his day

Next place is...

Super Macho Man

He would only carry steroids and even then, he wouldnt share like the selfish dickhead he is

at best hes just giving you steroids and at worst hes a selfish bitch ass who isnt sharing

Next place is...

Mr Sandman

He would be dissapointed but he would redirect you to a pharmacist and tell you to go convince someone to give you some substances

He couldnt care less and wouldnt think more or less of you

Next place is...

Bald Bull

We're now getting into "knows someone who carries or is carrying" territory

How do you think hes still not dead from a heart attack considering he turns into a fucking smoke machine when he gets angry enough?? theres no correct answer other than substances™

if he didnt use weed he probably would be dead, he would be more on the chill side so if you want something that will make your soul leave your body he isnt your guy

He wont share if youre on his bad side or not close enough to him, anything other than that and hes fine with you, ofc if youre gonna try to blackmail him with it except your life to end very soon

Next place is...

Von Kaiser

hes traumatized, hes old and hes stressed, how couldnt he use substances™?

This grandpa is willing to share as long as you keep quiet & keep it hidden

same case as bull for his reason for using, hes one spot away from being the sore loser, give him a break

next place is...

King Hippo

Hes from a island in the middle of who-knows-where, how could he not be used to that kind of stuff??

He would be generous but whatever he would give you is sure to kill a entire village, if i were you id chuck it off a cliff and let nature handle it

Next place is...

Don Flamenco

look at him SNORT that flower and tell me he hasnt done more, his nose takes up 80% of his face, dont even try to ignore the fact that he felt that flower in his VEINS.

He wouldnt be generous but would give you enough to hold you back for a while

if he can take perfume straight into his nostrils, he can take anything

Next place is...

Bear Hugger

This dude speaks to animals like a Disney princess and boxes with a bear, you dont achieve that without some help

besides, Just look at him inbetween fights, he chugs maple syrup and naps, unless you have some medical problems you dont pass out in a corner during a boxing match after chugging a entire bottle of syrup

Next place is...

Aran Ryan

oh boy, hes sharing but suddenly i feel like going back to when doc was concerned for me

He would probably have some shit that would have your heart climb up your throat and have you meet the grim reaper

if youre wild, go for it, if you wanna stay sane, back off

Next place is...

Great Tiger

hes a magician, hes bound to carry some magical stuff, it would make you see weird shit for sure and wreck you for a few days but other than that, hes okay

hes not generous but hes not that strict either, he knows his stuff well

Next place is...

Soda Popinski

its obvious as day, hes out with it and has a entire ass gimmick including it

hes not sharing his soda, but he'll hook you up on some scientific shit if you know him well

He'll gaslight a pharmacist for you if you can convince him

First place is..

Glass Joe!

He takes beatings everyday like its his last day, how do you think he deals with the pain? both mental and physical i might add since he has a wonderful count of 100 losses. 100 LOSSES.

He wont judge (since hes the one with 100 losses and also french) and will be generous with it

this is probably the first thing he wins (in his life)

Honorable Mentions

Bear Hugger's Squirrel - this little goblin could steal some stuff for you, not much, but its kind

Mrs Bear - Oh my god, she can help 100%. What sane person wouldnt give up their Substances™ after seeing a bear??

Carmen - she can convince don to give her some and give it to you, just keep quiet

Narcis Prince - good heavens NO. He'd scold you, not because he cares, but because "thats ugly people stuff"

[skoulsons]

TLOU Ep5

Shorter bc my computer cut out and I had to hand write notes

This is horrifically dark

MY BOYS

that man is full of knives

“Stay with me” AND HOLDS HIS HAND. this is unfair

I love the way Perry stands

Jeffrey pierce looks so good in this role. The slicked back mullet??

it sounds like she’s talking to little kids

“You’re all guilty, so that’s how that’ll go” 😭

Okay but why be like “no one has to die” and then say “kill them”?? YOU WANT THEM DEAD OR NOT?

and jeffreys voice.

oh man

OKAY great I figured we went back in time a smidge but I wasn’t for sure. So the doctor was with them

poor Sam :(

WAIT IS IT AN ETCH A SKETCH?? are those THAT old? They can’t be. no that’s not one it’s something different

“He’s scared bc you’re scared” 🙃🙃

THE SCORE?? ITS THE SAME ONE WHEN JOEL AND ELLIE EMBRACE IN THE RESTAURANT HELLOOOOOO? ALL GONE (REUNION) RIGHT?? not the score evening out when he signs “super sam” im gonna throw myself down stairs head first

The same fear and reassurance between Joel and Ellie last episode. “No one’s gonna find us” “are you sure? “100%”

Henry pulling out the bag of crayons and then drawing together. why.

HE HAD PAINT AND EVERYTHING

their hug :( and Henry gently rubbing his fingers back and forth on Sam’s shoulder???;?/!;?

“He has an asshole voice. Joel, tell him he’s okay” “everything’s g r e a t” 😭😭

Joel giving Sam his food :(

The look joel gives Ellie when she tells them her name <3 so game-esque

HER SLAPPING HIS LEG TO GET HIM TO SHARE HIS NAME

Joel jogging and then leaning over to catch his breath 😭 me, always

“Get your gun out” AND HER SMILE AND HIS HEAD SHAKE

Ellie’s arm slung over Sam’s shoulder :(

SAVAGE STARLIGHT !

you’re kidding. soccer. SOCCER? IN FRONT OF JOEL?

*write on this L*

“But you get it. You might not be her father, but you were someone’s. I can tell” is his protectiveness that obvious

did Perry just make a “your mom” joke.

Joel criticizing Henry for talking too much and ellie smiling 😭

LISTENNNNN A SHOT AND JOEL TAKING HIS SWEET TIME TO TURN, FIND ELLIE, PUT HIS ARM OVER HER BACK AND SHIELD HER? make a whole ass dinner too why don’t you

Henry holding Sam’s hand :(

“If you don’t move, he’s not gonna hit you.” This reassurance 🫶🏻🫶🏻 “But if you go out there, he’s gonna kill you.” “it’s dark and he’s got shit aim, nobody’s gonna kill me.” “then he’s gonna kill us.” “Do you trust me?” And her nod 🕳👩‍🦯

Joel asking him to not do it bc he doesn’t want to kill him :/

EXPLOSION ! And as @ellie-licious and I were talking about, Ellie’s frolicking in the middle of the street 😭

the focusing shots of Joel’s face realizing that that body is Ellie on the ground.,.,..

WHERES OUR BLOATER

she’d really kill the kids. damn. you’re fucked up kathleen

BLOATER BLOATEF BLOATER

THATS SO MUCH INFECTED HOLY PISS OHMY

THERES SO MANY

THE SAME KILL ANIMATION. MWAH I LOVE ART

listen I know Joel’s skilled and he loves Ellie, but firing so close to her is SO ballsy 😭 AND HIM SHAKING DURING IT?? kill me. *WRITE ON THIS L*

im scared of scorpions :/

im scared of ending up alone :/

he showed her it oh fuck. oh wow was not expecting that.

NOT ELLIE TRYING TO FIX IT WITH HER BLOOD WAAAAAAA

“Stay awake with me” :(((((((

“I promise” :((((((

NOT A HUG.

shit. shit man shit. shit. why. why was I hoping for a different outcome.

Wow I was talking earlier if they’d play it the same way as in game. and they did almost 1:1. Wow.

Ellie calling out for Joel :/

JOEL BURIED THEM. wow different from game for sure, but I’m happy with it

[yzashaven]

i aired out a 45 year old woman’s business cause she called me & my family inbreds and im gonna send the paragraph here so yall can see

“i don’t know who the fuck you think you are but i can tell you what i know you look like. bitch you need to be on my 600lbs life nah actually they need to make a show for you called my 800lbs life 😂 when you walk so much fast food wrappers come out your shit cause you never clean ur yeast maggot infested dick cause ur so fat you cant even see it, the only way somebody would fuck you is if they were so desperate or bet over 200 dollars, ill let you off on a warning cause i frankly don’t nt wanna even be associated at the risk that ill get a disease from even messaging your inbred looking ass but i already pulled up ur address,ur full name,ur daddy’s name, ur grandma’s name, ur momma’s name so i best never catch u talking to me like that over trying to be a decent person who only fucked with you to be nice cause theres no way ur that bad…by choice 😬you can keep ur dirty ass friends cause you both deserve each other especially with how yo look like bigfoot. you look like the hookers i see on the side of the street who got their whole coochie hanging out cause thats the only way to attract a man bruh with ur fucked up teeth like what you need to message is ur damn dentist & doctor to get rid of just ur whole body. i got a genuine question is that like a fashion choice? theres no way you look like that and don’t got down syndrome 😕 you have like 4 chins like a whale and even the body of a whale, you looking like you eat the whole ihop buffet. your face is like a toad especially your eyes…even ur eyes are tryna escape they more out than ur pp 😭 who would ever like ur ugly ass anyways? “

FOUR CHINS TOOK ME OUTTTT I CAN'T THAT'S ONE NASTY PARAGRAPH 😭😭

[winderlylandchime]

1/2 We are finally at 4x11!! I’m sorry that I’m only now back in your inbox but unfortunately i am on a straight mans schedule lol. He also had a few rough days with his recovery this week so he’s just now getting back to his normal self (no joke, the doctor actually said to him ‘i can tell youre not okay because you haven’t said anything about that guy yet.’ So im glad to know that’s the way to test him now) and because he’s been feeling like shit until today, he was rewatching old episodes to feel “comfort”. Anyway: The episode starts with Drew refusing to do the shoot ‘ohhhh Brian looks good. I forgot about the early 2000s and everyone wearing popped collars that was fun, i should bring that back. so Drew is being a little bitch? Imagine telling Brian that youre shy in just your underwear. (The scene cuts to everyone in their underwear and the man is dying out of laugher) this is something only Brian would come up with. I fucking love this. Only Brian Kinney’ ‘I don’t know how I feel about Emmett and Drew. I hate the idea of Emy being kept a secret. My baby deserves better’ Lindsay and Sam just came on tv ‘FUCK NO! I FORGOT ABOUT THIS SHIT. Can he fuck off and can she…i dont know do something else besides piss me off?’ The whole time he’s watching the Linds/Sam scene with a grossed out expression on his face. Like he smelled something really bad. And we are at the Linds and Brian scene ‘shes CRYING ABOUT IT TO BRIAN?! It makes no sense and it makes all the sense but its funny because she also judges Brian at times. THEY FUCKED?! Why would Brian ever fuck her? Or any woman? Is that why she has such a weird crush on him? Are they learning about bisexuality? (brian says that one line) wait what? What do you mean not at the same time? I thought thats the whole bi schtick’ ‘michael as a dad is actually fun. I like him like this. HUNTER IS DATING?! Oh my god! Who’s the lucky guy? HUNTER HAS A BOYFRIEND’ and we are at the scene where Em and Deb go to the ball ‘ohhhhh girl you look beautiful! Carl, come on dump that girl and go back to Debbie! Now I want them back’ ‘Why are there bikes all over the club? What the fuck is going on? What the fuck is Liberty Ride? JUSTIN SHOWED HIS DICK FOR A THOUSAND DOLLARS! THIS IS THE MAN I LOVE! Why are Melanie and Ben always in the center of events and being in charge? Whats up with that? *looks at me all happily* this one time i got a medal for participating in a marathon because i accidentally joined them when i missed my path. So i could totally do this ride. THERES BRIAN! Ha, Brian hates this charity money dude. So does he hate anyone that thinks theyre better than him OR can he read people really well (Melanie comes up to ask if Brian is bothering that guy) can she fuck off? This is the type of shit that pisses me the fuck off about her.’ THE HUNTER BEING WITH A GIRL SCENE IS UP!!!! ‘Is that hunter? GET IT BOY! Finally he is being a teenager and making out with boys in a car safely for free…*said in a most shocking voice ever* GIRLS?! SHES A GIRLS?! Isnt he gay? Wait what? Is he bi? Is it a parallel with Lindsay like they both figure out theyre bi? (The girls says shes given blowjob twice) you cant tell me that a part of him isn’t fighting the urge to offer tips’ *pauses tv just as Mel and Linds are on screen* ‘ugh. Hey, how come Justin never worked with Lindsay at the gallery? Wouldn’t that make sense? Like him getting a job at a gallery would be fun. Basically what I’m saying is throw this whole Lindsay and that creep storyline away and give me Blondie making art’ ‘ITS BRIAN! He looks much more healthier. Looks like the radiation stopped kicking his ass or did they forget about that plot? *leans back and puts his hands behind his head* Brian IS thee most successful gay business man. Oh this dude really wants money. I don’t trust him. *looks at me* and yes, it is because Brian doesn’t trust him. Fuck this guy, he has no clue who he’s fucking with. DESTROY HIM BRIAN’

I’m sorry to hear he’s not been doing well! Watching comfort episodes of a show is legit a fan response to feeling under the weather.

Brian coming up with everyone being in the underwear is 100% hilarious and also something that would not ever happen today. Can you imagine, in 2023, the Me Too response to that scene?

“I hate the idea of Emy being kept a secret” I think he’s going to appreciate that Peter is gay.

Also, ughhhh that scene “not at the same time” like bisexuality exists and the biphobia on this show is so strong that rather than have Lindsay be bi, they turned her into a terrible person.

HA! And Hunter could have been bi too. There could have been an entire bisexuality story arc involving Lindsay and Hunter but the writers were cowards. Maybe he can write a fanfic about it!

He will get his way in S5 when Justin has a show at Lindsay’s gallery… and maybe he will wish he never asked about Justin being involved with Lindsay’s gallery. That turtleneck gives me violinist flashbacks.

I love the JUSTIN SHOWED HIS DICK FOR A THOUSAND DOLLARS, THIS IS THE MAN THAT I LOVE. And DESTROY HIM BRIAN.

[steverogers-wife]

Opposites Attract

Avengers x F!OC x F!OC

Summary: Nova has been an Avenger for almost 3 years, and yet has never seemed to let the Avengers in. She keeps to herself, her teammates being slightly scared of her at times. She dresses in all black, hair as dark as the night sky, rarely talks and never smiles. So imagine the Avengers surprise when they find out shes dating Delilah, a super sweet bubbly little coffee shop owner.

mood boards done by me, got the images off Pinterest

"It'll be nice having another girl around", the Scarlet Witch sighs to her teammates, all waiting around the common room to meet their new member.

"Hey! What's wrong with us?", Sam calls to her from his position on the couch.

"Too much testosterone in one place isn't always a good thing Wilson", Natasha says to the man, sitting at the bar next to Wanda.

"I'm just hoping she's hot, theres only so much ass in this compound", Stark mutters as he nurses his drink.

"Who're you talkin about their Stark", the redhead assassin asks, glaring down at the man.

"Cap, obviously", Tony replies in a 'duh' tone.

The man in question looks up, about to comment on what Tony said, but before he can say anything, the elevator doors open, revealing Nick Fury and a rather intimidating woman.

"Avengers, i'd like you to meet the new member, i'll let you all introduce yourselves", he says before slapping the woman's shoulder and walking out.

We all stare at the woman. She's dressed head to toe in black. Tight fitting black jeans, a long sleeved turtle neck crop top with a tattoo poking through the fabric on her ribs, a worn black leather jacket a size or two too big, and big black leather boots. Her outfits completed by a few chains around her neck and a pair of old dog tags.

*Nova's POV*

"H-hi ma'am, i'm Steve Rogers. Welcome to the team!", the Captain exclaims with enthusiasm, only to be met with a stare.

As if sensing the Captain doesn't know where to go from here, the rest of the team jumps in to introduce themselves, receiving a nod from me at each turn.

Once the intros were all said and done, they turned to the me in hopes of learning something about their new recruit, only to receive a simple nod with a mutter of "Nova Lockwood", my English accent standing out to the team.

After an awkward silence, Bucky speaks up, "So, what can you do?"

Rather than trying to explain, I decide to demonstrate by removing my jacket, and letting my wings spread free. The Avengers step back in awe and shock of the large black wings that seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

"Damn, if only it was that easy for me", the Falcon mutters in distaste, earning a snicker from the metal armed man beside him.

"What are you?", Doctor Banner asks.

"An Angel", I replies smoothly, "now, may I see my room?"

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*3 years later*

The Avengers soon after learnt what I was capable of.

Being able to conjure items out of nowhere...

"Has anyone seen my shield?!", the Captain yells out to the group, "I swear Sam if you've hidden it again"

"No man I haven't! Not after last time I swear", Sam defends.

I walks over to the Captain, as the rest of the team are waiting in the hanger to leave for the first mission I would be going on with them. I pull my hand out to the side, a black mist appearing out of nowhere and the Captains shield appearing in its place.

"H-how the- wha-", Bucky stammers besides his friend, staring at me in confusion.

"Conjuring, another power", I mutter before walking onto the jet, leaving a stunned team behind.

My ability to teleport

"Angel?! Angel come in, have you found the kid?"

This was my fourth mission with the team, still barely having spoken to them.

"Yes", I replied, "getting her out now"

"Wait for me to get there", Natasha replies, hurrying down the halls of the HYDRA base.

"No time", I mutter into the comms before grabbing ahold of the young girl and pulling her through the shadows and onto the Quinjet where the team awaits.

"HOLY SHIT!", Tony exclaims, seeing the girl appear out nowhere, leaving a cloud of black smoke behind. But before he can utter another word, i'm back in the base to grab Romanoff.

As they start up the jet to leave, Stark turns to me. "So you can teleport huh?", I hum in reply. "What didn't feel like sharing that with the class?", the man scoffs.

And finally, the way I was able to remove the souls from a body, killing them through the painful process.

The team sat around the common room, talking casually after finishing their latest mission. It had been the ninth since Nova had joined the Avengers, however she had not joined them in on their mini celebrations.

"I don't think i've ever met such an antisocial person in my life, and thats coming from me", Bucky sighs as he takes a sip of his beer.

"I wanna know what else she can do, shes hid some pretty useful stuff already", Sam replies to his friend.

"We could ask her?", Wanda suggests, earning a laugh at Tony for the idea.

"Yeah sure, 'Hey Lockwood, we know you hate us n all but care to tell us what else you can do?'", he retorts sarcastically.

"I can remove souls from bodys", they all jump at the voice, turning around to see me leaning against the door frame behind them.

"Jesus Christ would you stop sneaking up on us- wait what the hell do you mean?", the billionaire asks.

Rather than replying, I turn around, walking back out of the room, leaving a confused audience behind.

"Did she say she can remove peoples souls?", Steve asks slightly horrified at the revelation.

"Pretty sure, yeah", Natasha replies casually.

"Anyone else find it hot how shes so terrifying?", Sam says to the group, only to receive disgusted and concerned looks back. "Just me?"

They has learnt overtime that I was not a social person at all, that I saw them as coworkers and not friends, despite their many attempts.

I left for my run at 6, weaving my way through the people up as early as me, business men and runners alike roaming the streets of New York, slowly making my way to 'Belle Fleur', a cute little coffee shop I found around a year before. I hear the bell chime as I walks through the door.

I watch on as I see my girlfriend, Delilah, laughing with a regular as she makes his order, her golden blonde hair falling down her back in waves, the top half swept behind held in place with a white lily clip that I got her for her birthday a few months prior. The sleeves of her baby blue cardigan rolled up slightly to avoid making a mess, and the white dress with little blue flowers clinging to her figure, her work apron tied neatly around her waist.

A small smile unknowingly makes its way on to my face as I walk up to the counter.

"And there you go Terry! Have a great day at work and i'll see you tomorrow morning," she says to the man.

"Thank you, Sunshine, see you!" the man yells as he makes his way out of the cafe.

"Never seen anyone so chipper in the morning", I say as she has her back to me, turning around quickly in surprise before the biggest grin makes its way across her beautiful face.

"Baby!", she squeals before running out from behind the counter and launching herself into my arms, "I missed you so much!" she giggles.

"I missed you too my darling," I reply, burying my face in her neck, inhaling her scent of roses, coffee and vanilla.

She loosened her grip from around my neck, lowing her down to the ground, with me standing now a few inches taller. I stare into her bright green eyes before getting lost in them, tilting her face towards me before connecting my lips with her. She sighs into my mouth kissing me back immediately.

As we part, she gasps, looking at my forehead where a small cut from the recent mission I had been on was.

"What happened?!" She says worriedly, checking me over quickly with concern clear in her eyes.

"No my love, just a little scratch, I promise i'm alright." I say, causing her eyes to look back up to mine, unshed tears filling them. "No no honey I swear i'm alright, it's just a little cut see?", I say, moving my hair out of the way in attempt to not let the tears fall.

She sniffles quietly, "Well if you're sure you're ok. Would you like a coffee? I have a new raspberry cake recipe I tried this morning," She says, obviously trying to change the topic to avoid her worry.

"That sounds wonderful my darling", I reply, tucking a lose piece of hair behind her ear. She smiles brightly up at me. As I take a seat at the table in the corner, I think back to the day we first met almost a year ago.

Wondering aimlessly around the city, I think back to the mission we had just been on. I was supposed to be watching over Steve and Bucky, however the idiots ran off while I was fighting a few agents, resulting in me loosing them, resulting in Barnes getting shot in the shoulder as they were ambushed. As i'm lost in my thoughts, I end up at a small little cafe.

'Belle Fleur?' I thought to myself. Realising how hungry I was, I decide to walk inside.

I walk up to the counter as a blonde woman fixes another drink.

"There you go Mary! Tell the kids I say hi," she says to the woman as she hands her her drink.

"Will do Delilah, oh I must get going, and you have another customer," the woman, Mary, teases as she walks away.

The blonde waitress turns to face me and I feel my face begin to warm up. She's breathtaking, her bright green eyes looking up at me, her smile that lights up the room, her gleaming blonde hair. She's wearing a floral yellow skirt which stops mid thigh, a white sweater tucked into the top of it with a yellow cardigan on to match her skirt. I snap out of daydream as she waves her hand in my face.

"Hellooo, anybody in there?", she chuckles, her voice as soft as silk.

"Hi, s-sorry", I stutter, confused as to how this woman I just met was able to get that reaction out of me.

"It's alright! What can I get you this beautiful morning?" she asks, her bright smile never wavering.

"Uh, i'll just get a black coffee, a-and a BLT, please?" I request gazing into her eyes.

"Of course, that'll be $5.68 please", she says as she turns away to get the coffee machine started, I tap my card and wait at the end of the counter, watching her work so smoothly.

"Whats um, whats your name?", I manage to ask. The angel turns to me with a slight smirk and a raised eyebrow and points at her apron, the name 'Delilah' printed on it. "Sorry, didn't see that", I mutter embarrassed. To my surprise she laughs.

"It's alright, a lot of people miss it, and you seemed to be a little distracted anyway", she says with a teasing tone, making my cheeks turn an even deeper red. "How about you?"

"W-what?", I ask confused.

She giggles, setting my coffee and sandwich down on a tray in front of me before clarifying, "Your name?"

"Oh, it's Nova", I murmur with a slight smile in her direction.

"Lovely to meet you Nova", she replies, sticking her hand out. I take it giving it a gentle shake, holding on a little longer than necessary causing her to blush. However we are ripped out of the moment by the bell of the front door chiming announcing a customer.

"I hope you enjoy Nova, and maybe i'll see you again?", she asks with a hopeful tone, biting her bottom lip slightly.

"Definitely", I reply with a smile of my own before she turns away to the customer.

I sit down at a table and keep taking subtle glances at her as she works. After visiting a few more times I worked up the courage to ask her out, and to my surprise she said yes, we had been together ever since.

"Here you go honey. It's a peach and raspberry cake, let me know what you think!", Lilah says before placing a plate and a cup of coffee down before me.

She begins to ramble on about what I missed while I was away, I take my time to observe her features, wondering how the hell I go so lucky. Customers come and go as other waitresses serve them, as Delilah is the owner, she usually does some of the early shifts as she is the only one in to open up and starts baking for the day.

She goes back to work around 9am, I decide to grab some groceries before heading back to the compound.

I walk through the doors and make my way to the common room where everyone is. Steve, Bucky and Sam chatting at the breakfast bar, Natasha slapping Tonys hand away from her pancakes, Bruce and Wanda discussing their plans for the day, I try to sneak over to the fridge, but Wanda sees me walk in.

"Hey Nova! You been out already?", she enquires, the everyone else turning to see me walking through the doors.

I nod my head as I begin putting food away.

"We were gonna ask you if you wanted to join us for a run this morning but FRIDAY said you left already", Sam says from behind me.

"Went for a run myself, got a coffee then grabbed some groceries", I say, shutting the fridge and walking to my room to get ready for training.

*Avengers POV*

"Am I the only one who thinks shes been acting weird recently?", Bucky says to the rest of the team.

"I noticed she's been going out more but it's been like that for almost a year now", Bruce mutters.

"Maybe she has a boyfriend or something", Wanda suggests to the group.

"Ha! Are you kidding?! The womans terrifying", Tony says in disbelief.

"Yeah but some people are into that", Sam mutters staring at his cereal bowl.

"Guys i'm sure she would tell us if she was in a relationship", Steve addresses the group.

"Hmm, you sure about that Cap?", Natasha says smirking.

"Do you know something Romanoff?", Tony accuses the spy.

"I know everything about everyone, i'm surprised none of you have picked up on it. How she's always leaving after mission, isn't here most of the time, you guys should really pay attention more", the redhead rolls her eyes.

"Oh god, shes in a gang isn't she. I knew it", Tony sighs in mock exasperation.

"Or a cult, I feel like thats more believable", Bucky states pointing his fork at the man.

"Ok Nat seriously what do you kno- and shes gone", Sam asks, "So, who's gonna follow her with me tomorrow?"

Bucky and Steve reply instantly, "Me!" "Sam no!"

So that's how Tony, Sam, Bucky, Wanda, Nat and Steve all end up following Nova the next morning.

"I bet she has a boyfriend or something", Wanda mutters as the follow her down the busy streets of New York.

"We've been following her for almost an hour now, I feel like we're running round in circles", Sam complains.

"Nova just texted me", Natasha announces to the group, making everyone stop and turn to her, waiting to see what she said, "Stop following me, and seriously, caps and sunglasses aren't disguises"

"Shit we lost her", Tony says looking around for the woman.

"We'll just confront her when she gets home, come on", the Captain ushers, "wait what does she mean caps and sunglasses aren't good disguises, I thought they worked!"

*20 minutes later*

"Can we stop for coffee or something? I'm in need of a caffeine recharge?", the billionaire complains.

"Sure, there's a cafe up there, 'Belle Fleur'", Steve says.

"Butcher the french pronunciation why don't you Cap", Natasha mutters.

As the Avengers walk through the door, they stop as they see Nova sitting in the corner, across from her is a gorgeous blonde.

"Holy shit, she has friends?", Bucky asks the group.

"Hey Delilah", Natasha calls out, the blonde turning around running up to hug the woman with a squeal of 'Natty!', as Nova sits there in shock, staring at her team.

*Nova's POV*

'What the hell are they doing here, and how does Natasha know my girl'

"Hey Lilah, how's the cafe been?", I hear the redhead ask.

"Uhh Nat, who's this?", Bucky asks.

"Oh sorry. I'm Delilah! I own this cafe", my girl says with a bright smile, "would you guys like to sit down and I can get you a coffee?"

"Actually they were just leaving, right guys?", I say from behind Delilah, glaring at the group.

"But they just got here, baby", she mutters, staring at me with sad eyes.

"Baby?!", Tony exclaims, gaining the attention of a few customers.

"Well we were actually looking to grab a coffee, can we sit anywhere?", Steve asks with a polite smile, ignoring me glaring holes into his forehead.

"Yep! I'll be over in a few to see what you guys want, the menu's are on the tables", Delilah says before running off behind the counter to clean up before our order.

"So," Bucky begins, "you're not in a cult?"

"Nat how do you know Lilah?", I ask, ignoring the brunette as we make our way over to an empty table.

"You started coming here more often so I wanted to see why, turns out it wasn't for the coffee", she says wiggling her eyebrows at me.

"Is no one else wondering why she called that girl 'baby'?", Stark asks.

"Because they're dating Tony, I thought you were smart", Nat counters.

"How?! Shes- and youre so- how is that even possible", he splutters out.

"Do you guys know what you want?", Delilah asks in a soft voice, nervous to be interrupting.

"We'll just get 8 coffees, hopefully you'll join us? So we can get to know Nova's girlfriend?", Steve asks.

Her face lights up, "I'd love to! I'll just go grab those coffees for you all", she says smiling.

"She is just a little ray of sunshine, and you really aren't", Sam says glancing back at the woman as she begins making the drinks.

"Leave her alone Sam, she seems lovely Nova", Wanda says looking towards me.

"Yeah, she is", I murmur, the group collectively 'aww'ing as I smile subconsciously, quickly stopping as I turn to scowl at them all.

"Here you guys go!", Delilah says happily, placing the tray of coffees onto the table.

"Thank you darling", I reply, Tony about to say something about the pet name before Steve hits him on the back of the head.

We sit around the table for what feels like hours, Delilah getting along with everyone seamlessly. Chatting about everything from mission to her cafe, things about her family and our relationship. I received a smack from Wanda after she revealed we had been together for almost a year.

They all take turns saying their goodbyes, making her promise she'll visit the compound sometime, then all walk outside to let us say bye in private.

"Well that went well I think", she mutters wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Better than I thought", I reply, kissing her temple.

"So, can I come visit the compound sometime?", she asks with a hopeful expression.

"I'd love for you to my love", I reply with a smile, before kissing her gently.

We pull away, leaning our foreheads together. "I love you so much Delilah", I say quietly.

"I love you too Nova", she replies with that gorgeous smile of hers.

Outside of the cafe, the Avengers watch the exchange with smiles on their faces.

"I never in a million years thought Nova would be with someone who's the complete opposite of her", Sam says.

"Well you know what they say", Bucky begins,

"Opposites attract"

Hope you guys enjoyed! Sorry if it was kinda shit i'm not the best writer. Let me know if you'd like to see more of Nova and Delilah!