#Party fights

[starsarefire824]

The Party (part 2)

Dustin Henderson is staring at him with a really weird expression on his face, and Mike’s heart drops into his stomach as it suddenly dawns on him that he might know more regarding Will than he’s let on in the past.

  Did Will—-?  

“Jesus Mike!” Dustin yells, exasperated and his arm outstretched towards the road. He reminds him of his Dad when Mike’s made one too many snide comments or spilled paint in the garage. It makes Mike want to bury his head in the dirt. “Why the fuck did you let him leave, man? He was kinda drunk.”

“What the fuck Dustin! I didn’t know he was drunk!” Mike screws his face up, and he’s already turning towards the driveway to find the pool gate.  Great. Now he can add fucking worried about Will dying to the list of things that are horrible today. Max is quick on his heels and he stumbles a little bit when he gets dizzy from turning too fast. He's quickly realizing he is still ridiculously wasted.

Mike needs to find Nancy. Right now.

“I didn’t exactly  let him leave, Dustin!” Mike grumbles loudly. “He kind of doesn’t want to fucking talk to me, if you haven’t noticed.”

Mike makes it to the driveway, ignoring the way his stomach clenches like he’s gonna puke. He swallows and takes a deep breath, forcing the feeling away.

Dustin runs up behind him and stops him in his tracks as he faces him head on. Mike can feel Max run face first into his back, and he hisses when her nails dig into his sides as she latches onto him to keep from falling. She is obviously still drunk as shit too. She shoves off of him and then peeks around his ribs and up at Dustin. “What did Will ssayy–?” she slurs to no one really.

“Don’t play dumb—- Mike!” Dustin spits. “I am so fucking tired of your shit. I don’t know what’s going on with you and maybe there’s something I’m missing here, but what I  do  know is that I am sick of the way you treat Will. You know, he’s told me some stuff, real personal shit man and like, you’re supposed to be his best friend, but it seems to me, that all you do is treat him like garbage!”

Mike’s mind feels blurry like someone’s wiped their hand through a wet canvas, muddling all the colors. It’s making it  really hard to focus on simple things, like walking in a straight fucking line, let alone things like the fact that Dustin is reaming the shit out of him right now in a way that very much alludes to the fact that Will has, in fact, told him everything.  Jesus, who the hell else knows?

The concept makes Mike so terrified his palms start to sweat and he feels a little lightheaded.He furrows his brow. “What exactly—- has Will… told  you?” He is well aware that his words are breathy and a little too slow.

Dustin looks at him like he’s insane. “Why does that matter, Mike? He’s told me enough and he told me that you know already, so I don’t know why you are even asking me that?”

“ Know what  ?” Mike would truly love to know, because Will hasn’t told  him  anything about anything!  Not with words anyway.

Mike waves Dustin off and tries to get around him towards the gate. “Listennn man—- I’m not sure what Will has told you, but he hasn’t told  mee  shit. I wish he would!  Just tell me something ! Because I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Okay, so this is kind of a lie…

Will hasn’t told Mike anything with words, that is true. Not about his sexuality nor has Will ever sat him down and explained his feelings regarding what they have been dancing around since eighth grade. Mike hadn’t even become actively  aware  of his own feelings until  this  year. He is aware how stupid that is, but it’s true nonetheless. But, even with all that, he  does  know what Dustin is most likely talking about just from context clues.

Dustin scoffs at him and follows them. “Oh sure Mike!” he utters with sarcastic venom. “So you want me to believe that fight you just had, the one that made Will want to drive home drunk rather than be in the same room as you, was a completely  normal  argument between friends. The same kind that you and I would have about D&D or physics or some shit?”

Mike clenches his jaw and tries to stifle the ire that rises up in his chest as he opens the tall gate. He bends awkwardly and grabs onto Max’s waist when she sways way too far towards the bushes and pulls her back next to him. “That isn’t fucking fair Dustin! I—-” he catches himself before finishing the sentence.

  I tried. 

- Chapter 6 of The Pact

[cubbyhole-for-flea-bee]

Macaque spent the whole season Big-Damn-Hero-ing and was NOT happy about it xD

[maeamian]

Part of the reason that Republicans are so desperately acting like they will never lose again is because they are deeply terrified that this is their last real chance to win. The big orange dipshit came in and gutted the party of everyone who wasn't a loyalist, which left it full of nasty little gremlins who have gaping voids where charisma and human decency is supposed to go.

They still hold a lot of power, but if we stop them this year the next presidential election may not be the Most Important One Of Your Life™, that's not a guarantee or anything, but if they don't win here and now their future looks grim, this dipshit is the only guy they have left and he's extremely diminished and has his brains leaking out of his ears at this point. We can beat him into the ground.

So that's what we're gonna fucking do. We're gonna break these fucking fash. They will crash upon us and we're gonna break their fucking necks. When they come for us they will lose because they're fucking losers and we have each other's backs which is something they fundamentally are incapable of comprehending.

[queerdraws]

Fanart for a snippet of my most favorite heartbreaking moment from swordsmans's fic bone-breaker ospreys mate for life (rated E)

[bet-on-me-13]

Danny holds an Intervention for Brucie Wayne.

So! Danny is the head of R&D at WayneTech, and he often works closely with Bruce and Lucius when they want him to make "Proof of Concept" Gadgets and Vehicles. He doesn't question the absurdity of some of the stuff he builds, he was raised by Mad Scientists after all, all of it seems perfectly normal to him!

But he has noticed something concerning about his Boss.

He really needs to get his Partying in control. Every time he comes into work he has eyebags covered by makeup, some bruises from tripping while drunk, and he is always super cagey about what he did last night. Danny asked some of his coworkers about it, and they noticed it too.

They also bring up that he sometimes comes into work with a really foggy mind, which is probably the aftereffects of doing some kind of drugs at whatever party he was at the previous night.

Even his Hangovers seem really bad! Worse than usual, but he powers through them and keeps acting like his normal Himbo self! Danny realizes that Bruce needs to calm down. He has Kids to take care of, and Alfred needs less work on his plate

So he contacts a bunch if Bruce's Friends, his Family, and even a few coworkers who brought up their concerns to him, and he stages an Intervention.

...

Bruce didn't know what to expect when he walked into the conference room at Wayne Enterprises. He had been called in by Danny, his head of R&D, for a Meeting earlier that day, but Danny had failed to explain the purpose of the Meeting.

He had barely made it on time. He had spent the entire night chasing down Scarecrow, and a slip up had caused him to get hit by some Fear Toxin, which took forever to work its way out of his system. It didn't help that the Antidote gave him a splitting headache.

Bruce opened the door to the Conference Room, and was met with a mishmash of faces. Clark was sitting close to the head of the Table, with Lois at his right, and Diana to hers. In the crowed he could also see Dick and Steph holding in barely contained laughter, with Tim looking a little lost to the side. Damian looked as if he would rather be anywhere else, Duke was looking as list as Tim, and Cass was just smirking at him with a look of amusement.

He could also see the faces of various employees of Wayne Enterprises, among them being Lucius and Tam.

What was going on?

The door closed behind him, and he turned to see Danny standing behind him.

"Bruce, this is an Intervention."

[shatouto]

i've seen a poll about gale and anders but i feel like this one is a more difficult one to answer

[tinkerbitch69]

The old gang getting all excited and emotional over saving the world again while Percy just sighs out “I’m so tired” is such Only Human in The Party vibes.

[phantobats]

Firm believer that if you gave Bruce a baby daughter, it would heal/fix him.

Try being an ass when your hair is sticking up and tied with colorful rubber ties and your nails are all different neon colors — you can't.

[zoe-oneesama]

They’ll destroy you from within if you’re not vigilant.

Episode 46 Part 7

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[hawkinsbnbg]

Today, Mike had woken up on the wrong side of his bed so he was especially vicious as he ranted about anything he found irritating about Steve.

He hadn't even reached the midpoint when Dustin decided to rip him a new one. Which, yeah, was fair because he didn't usually do Steve that dirty. But his bad mood had taken over and he found himself arguing with Dustin.

"It's not like you don't gripe about him every day," Mike retorted heatedly. "In fact, you are the one making fun of him the most out of everybody here," he gestured widely at the others (Lucas cringed, Will looked guilty, Max and Erica high-fived each other, El nodded calmly, Eddie just gave him a little wave).

"That's because I'm his brother," Dustin said matter-of-factly while adopting Steve's signature mom pose. "But who are you? You're just his ex's brother. Without Nancy, you're just a random kid to him."

(Eddie, Max, and Erica looked at each other with the same smirk. "Oh, that burns."

Lucas just sighed helplessly as Will and El watched on in amusement.)

Mike's nostril flared indignantly. He would never ever admit this, but while he thought Steve was lame and an idiot sometimes, he respected Steve plenty. Not enough to admire, but enough to fight Dustin for him.

"So what? I know him longer than you," Mike fired back. "I have more M&M's and 3 Musketeers from him than you do, I played baseball with him every weekend, and I also watched Star Wars with him."

"You do understand what ex means, right?" Dustin narrowed his eyes at him. "Nancy's his ex-girlfriend, ergo you're his ex-something, ergo you need to stop living in the past. You know why? Because I," Dustin pointed at himself smugly, "am his favorite now. I'm the present and the future. His shotgun, his house, his pool, his snack cupboard will forever be mine, thank you very much."

And just like that, all hell broke loose.

Because not even Will was willing to accept that bullshit. Steve never had a favorite, okay? As their babysitter, he wasn't allowed to.

"What the fuck are you fighting for?" Mike glared at Erica who was (impressively) making Dustin wail like Mew on the floor.

"Steve still owes me a lifetime of free ice cream, duh," she looked at him like he was an idiot. "Stop talking shit and come help me."

A wise man once said: "Enemy's enemies are friends."

So it only took Mike a second to give her a hand.

———

"Why didn't you stop them?" Steve asked in exasperation, thinking about the fistfight that would've taken place in the Wheelers' basement had he not interfered on time.

"'Cause the more they eliminate among themselves," Eddie leaned in closer and whispered conspiratorially, "the less I gotta fight to keep you."

"But I'm their babysitter," Steve pushed him away with a finger on the forehead. "And you're supposed to make it easier for me, not harder."

"Sweetheart," Eddie grabbed his wrist and nuzzled his nose into it, "Just say the word and I'll make something harder for you right now."

"You're incorrigible," Steve rolled his eyes, but his pretty smile had betrayed his mood.

"Yeah, all because of you, baby," Eddie pressed his lips on the back of Steve's hand. "O prithee, my princess, give me the remedy."

"What if I don't have any?" Steve raised his brow.

"You do, darlin'," Eddie pulled him close and cradled his face. "My tonic is right here," a kiss on his forehead. "My joys," on his eyelids. "My happiness," on his his nose and then his mouth, "my love."

Later, when they cuddled in bed, sweet and tender after loving each other til midnight, he would tell Eddie there was no need to ask for him in the first place.

Because he had been Eddie's boy since the day the battle vest was draped on him.

It seemed Steve did have a favorite, after all.

Except, it was none of his kids.

Truly a tragedy.

[wackarat]

IT’S STILL PRIDE MONTH GUYS-

[half-oz-eddie]

All over each other I know that's right

[itsmetheabnormalone]

Leave it to the Tolkien adaptation to show a battle of the ages with literally no winning party.

the elves died and lost Eregion

the dwarves lost their king to the ring, with Durin losing (hopefully just) his friendship with Elrond (and not also his wife)

Adar has the ring for now, but he's losing his children - who are literally the one thing he's fighting for - either to death or to broken trust

even fucking Sauron isn't really going out of this (episode) as a satisfied winner, bc he still doesn't have the rings

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

The good timeline be like

[greenconverses]

As I've mentioned a few times times, one of the actual interesting things Riordan is doing in this new series is mentioning Percy's obvious rage issues and then not actually doing anything with it other than making Percy swallow the anger down so he stays Nice and Controlled at all times.

Which, if we were dealing with pre-Disney+ show deal RR, could be a great character arc over the course of the series where Percy learns to actually deal with his anger and trauma while he's actively being triggered by petty godly bullshit. But Wrath made it pretty clear he's okay with letting Percy eat shit emotionally as long as everyone is one big happy team in the end and we're Therapy Speaking ourselves into the sunset, so I don't think that's happening.

Wrath sets up a conflict between Grover and Percy that's pretty simple: Grover eats a magical thing he's specifically told not eat and causes chaos that puts Percy's quest at risk. Reminder, these stupid quests are so Percy can get into college and Grover knows this. Percy gets angry at Grover; so angry Annabeth can see it and shoos him out of the room so he doesn't explode. And then he just... tries to stop being angry, assumes Grover means well, and carries on pretending it's not Grover's fault while being resentful because it's totally Grover's fucking fault.

Eventually, we get a scene where Grover attempts to make things right by putting himself into danger and Percy freaks out because, duh, he doesn't want his friends to get hurt. Grover then attempts to apologize by admitting he maybe sorta kinda subconsciously wanted to sabotage things. And it's here where we run in to trouble.

Please notice that Percy immediately tries to reassure him that he's not responsible despite Grover acknowledging it. Then we get the good ol' Grover tears and looking like a poor bullied baby before he confesses to sabotaging his best friend's quest because he doesn't want to be left behind. And with that, all of Percy's anger is gone because how can you be mad at your friend for that?

Uh, pretty fucking easy, especially if my idiot satyr friend knows exactly what the consequences of failing the quest is (forget the college letters; Percy is under the assumption that Hecate will unmake him if he fucks up) AND said idiot frequently has gone MONTHS without seeing me because of his job and, in fact, several months from now will be halfway across the country anyway helping Apollo with some different quest bullshit!!!!

I digress.

Suddenly, Percy is the bad guy for being mad at Grover. And this continues with the next part of the conversation.

How hard it's been on him?????

Percy Jackson, you are constantly blowing literal gaskets because of the stress you are under, and you're worried about how hard college applications has been on GROVER???????

"I'm the one who should be apologizing. I should have been thinking about how you felt rather than stressing about getting into college."

"I'm the one who should be apologizing. I should have been thinking about how you felt rather than stressing about getting into college."

"I'm the one who should be apologizing. I should have been thinking about how you felt rather than stressing about getting into college."

like

are you kidding me here rick

are you FUCKING kidding me

PERCY needs to APOLOGIZE to GROVER for PRIORITIZING COLLEGE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

And then Grover makes a joke about Percy's shitty gpa because dunking on Percy in an emotional conversation is totally fine because his emotions don't actually matter to any of his friends. He'll get over it! He's Percy, duh. He's not a ticking time bomb of resentment full of grudges whatsoever.

I think we're supposed to see this as Percy maturing and being forgiving, but is he? He doesn't tell Grover he forgives him. Percy's the one apologizing in the end because he's been guilted into feeling bad that Grover is sad/upset and put himself in danger. The conflict doesn't actually get resolved because Percy brushes it aside; it doesn't matter any more because Grover is sad and must be reassured. No one's going to learn anything from this because there have been no consequences. Grover's gonna do some dumb shit again, Percy's gonna get mad at him, Grover will cry and make up a sad sack excuse, and Percy will stop being angry because Grover's his bestie and what else is he supposed to do?

(This could be a good character arc about how Percy's fatal flaw makes him have a really messed up view of friendships and the meaning of loyalty, but again, we will be denied.)

And for the record, just because your friends have compelling reasons for their shitty actions doesn't make them any less shitty. It doesn't mean they shouldn't apologize for their fuck ups or negate the hurt they caused you. Forgiveness needs to be earned, not manipulated out of you through tears and reckless actions.

Grover can get fucked. I hate this fucking character.

[ellaeved]

We need a by hand recount of swing states.