#ak behaviour

[girlishwhimsyy]

aside from whatever the fuck was going on with mclaren today worth mentioning that franco colapinto had a great race today too- only two places off the points in his first ever f1 gp!!

[dimehun]

Speaking of Arkhamverse im gonna yap on abt how bruce is so paranoid/afraid/ about someone he loves getting hurt because of him/being helpless to stop it he pushes them all away but that doesnt do anything but get them hurt anyway

And them getting hurt just feeds into the that fear and he blames himself -> pushes them away -> they still get hurt -> helpless to do anything the cycle goes on n on n on till it blows up (literally)

Kinda like you think the inevitable is all your relationships are taken from you out of ur control so you take control back by ending them all urself

Even more yapping in the tags that i should have just written here but its to late

[rileyslibrary]

You’ve just moved in with Simon. Great.

There’s one slight problem, though: Due to the nature of his work, the guy interprets everything as an order. And executes accordingly.

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You sit on the kitchen’s table, enjoying breakfast together, when you notice the full trash bin.

��The trash needs to be taken out,” you casually mention, not giving it too much thought.

But, to your surprise, Simon shoots up from his chair like a coiled spring, leaving his half-eaten food behind. “Roger that,” he responds and jogs towards the trash bin, leaving you baffled.

“Simon?”

He stops and turns to look at you.

“Hm?”

“You don’t have to do it right now.”

“When do you want it done?” he asks, waiting for your next command.

“Wh-whenever you can,” you reply, uncertain how else to phrase it.

“I can do it now,” Simon declares and proceeds to the trash bin.

“Babe, we’re eating.” You say and point at the semi-eaten food on the kitchen table.

He looks at the food, then back at you. He shrugs.

“No,” you state, “Come sit down and finish your breakfast first.”

He nods as if Price just gave him the objectives for his next mission and jogs to the table to resume his breakfast.

He’s always like this. Last week, you found a cockroach running in the bathroom, and you screamed so loud that he almost kicked the door. When he asked you what you wanted him to do, your first instinct was a very loud and clear “KILL IT!” without thinking about your statement’s repercussions. He chased it around, murmuring stuff like “Target’s on the move” and other nonsense until he trapped the cockroach in a corner. He stepped on it once and twisted his foot. The cockroach was dead. Gone. Kaput. But he wanted to do it again, to “confirm the kill.” When you told him there was no need since the cockroach was already a pulp and left you all to a better place, he refused and ordered an “evac” of the bathroom to “do it properly.” And when you asked if “properly” meant an AK-47 and camo apparel, he thought about it long and hard before agreeing that further escalation would be unnecessary.

Be it his ingrained behaviour as a soldier to execute orders, deeply rooted within his system, or his fear not to let you down, he was finding it difficult to leave his work duties at the door. He always carried them inside—in the living room, the kitchen, and the bathroom. He acted like Ghost, not Simon. Everything was a matter of order to him, and there was no time for relaxation.

But it doesn’t have to be like this; you want him to know that. He doesn’t have to be so rigid at home. He can relax and take a step back from his institutionalised habits.

To prove your point, you decide to give him another instruction, this time more indirectly.

You glance at the sink; some pans are picking out from making breakfast this morning.

“Oh boy,” you moan, trying to pull off an act, “we have to clean the dishes at some point.”

He raises his head to look at the kitchen sink, then sides-eyes you.

“Any particular time you want that done?” He asks, ironically.

“I said ‘at some point’, Simon,” you snap, “there’s no urgency.”

“You also said we ‘have’ to do it,” he snaps back. “‘Have to’ has some sort of urgency in it, doesn’t it?”

You chuckle, impressed by his attention to detail. “You’re right, but it’s more of a general statement,” you reply. “We can do it whenever it’s convenient.”

Simon processes your words and nods.

You stare at him while he eats, and you feel a tug at your heart, urging you to address the underlying issue on your mind. You take a deep breath, searching for the right words to express your feelings without offending him. You reach out and touch his arm to grab his attention. He turns to face you.

“You’re so dedicated to what you do; it’s one of the things I love about you,” you begin, “but our home should be a place where we can both unwind and be ourselves without feeling like we’re constantly on a mission.”

He furrows his eyebrows. “What do you mean?” he asks.

You take a moment to collect your thoughts, wanting to explain them in a way that resonates with him.

“Well, when you jump to fulfil every request or task like it’s an order, it sometimes feels like we’re always on duty,” you explain gently. “I want us to create a more relaxed atmosphere here, where we can enjoy each other’s company and take things at a slower pace.”

He thinks about it for a while.

“Am I doing that?” He asks.

You slowly nod with a gentle smile.

“Affirmative,” he replies, “I’ll try to take it down a notch.”

“No ‘roger’, no ‘affirmative’, nothing like that is needed here,” you explain.

“Is ‘alright’ alright?” He asks.

“Yes,” you smile, “alright is alright.”

He finishes his breakfast and puts his dish in the sink.

“So,” he says, pointing one hand at the dirty dishes and the other at the bin. “Is there any particular order in which you want these two to be done?”

You smile. “No, babe; you take out the trash, and I’ll do the dishes.”

“Underst-alright, alright.” He corrects himself and walks to the garbage. He ties up the bag’s strings and picks up the bin. He spots you looking at him.

“Am I doing something wrong?” He hesitates.

“Why are you taking the entire bin with you?”

He keeps looking at you and places the bin on the floor.

“Just in case the bag’s ripped,” he explains, “I don’t want to spill garbage juice on the floor.”

“Oh.”

“Should I take the bag only?” He asks and begins to remove it from the bin.

“No… that’s pretty smart, actually.”

He raises his eyebrows and points a thumb at himself.

“Yes, Simon,” you nod and smile, “you’re pretty smart and considerate. I’ll carry out the same procedure while on trash bin duty.”

He puffs up his chest and picks up the bin with the bag in it.

“I’m dedicated, smart and considerate.” You hear him boast to himself as he walks towards the exit, ready to execute his mission.

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[scribblesofagoonerr]

— Like Mother, Like Daughter

After that angst, here's something less angsty...

Let me know what you think about this one! Do you guys prefer fluff or angst?

Pairings: katie mccabe x child reader Warnings: a child being a menace to soceity

You were your mam's mini-me in every sense of the world, from your brunette hair to your own determined demeanor, you were the exact replica of your mammy, and even at a young age, just like Katie, you had a fierce spirit that couldn't be contained.

It was a sunny afternoon in London for a change and deciding to make the most of it, your mam and you decided to take a trip down to the local park to try and burn some of your energy off before it was time to settle down for the night.

Arriving at the park, you were quite happy to join in with the other kids' a bit older than you as you raced around with them, being indepenant that Katie was able to just keep a watchful eye on you from the nearby park bench.

However, it wasn't all too long before trouble approached, when a kid just that bit older than you were, started to make rude comments about you that you just weren't going to stand for.

Without missing a beat, you stepped forward with your tiny fists clenched at your side, "You take dat' back!" you demanded, your voice filled with righteous indignation.

The kid kept on goeding you and before Katie could step in and intervene, you had already launched yourself at them, your punch landing with surprising accuracy for someone so small.

"Y/N!" Katie gasped in shock, rushing towards you to scoop you up into her arms and pull you away from the situation.

"Let me ave' him, mammy!" Your small voice demanded, pounding your tiny fists on your mams' back as you weren't ready to back down just yet, "I can fight him, mammy. I can ake' him!" You insisted.

"No, no, kiddo. We don't hit other people" Katie chided, trying to stifle her own amusement and remembering the fact that she was a responsible parent in this moment, "You need to apologise and say sorry now, please" she motioned to the kid, who was just that bit older than you.

"M' not sorry, he made fun of my accent" You whined pitifully, you never liked it when people made fun out of you, but you were strong enough to hold your ground, "Ou' always told me to stick up for myself, mammy!" you insisted.

It was moments' like this when Katie was in sudden realisation that she couldn't very well tell you off when she was known to get into a few scraps herself on the pitch and you'd been witness to some of them.

After profuseley apologising to the little lad and his mum who wasn't best pleased about it, the two of you left the park in silence.

"I beat him! I beat him!" You boasted happily, running through the front door as you burst into a fit of giggles.

Katie shook her head in amusement, she knew she should discorauge the behaviour but she also couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, "You did, kiddo" she chuckled, "You definitely your ma's girl, eh? Like mother, like daughter" she joked.

© scribblesofagoonerr

[igotanidea]

Is this what happiness feels like? - AK!Jason Todd x reader

previously: Walk down memory lane

A/N: sorry for spellings and other errors! I was in a bit of a rush, I'll fix them later, enjoy!

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He could still feel her soft skin under his fingertips.

Her silky strand of hair tickling the palm of his hand.

The smell of her blood, slowly dripping down her arm, when he found her half-unconscious leaning on the wall.

And it did make him angry.

Furious.

Burning with rage.

But not exactly because she actually tried to kill herself, though that too. The reason behind Jason clenching his fists and getting rougher towards his militia was because that sight, that behaviour, unlocked something in him.

Feelings.

Long forgotten, suppressed or never existing at all.

Fear.

Vulnerability.

Lo—

No!

He was Arkham Knight. Ruthless. Brutal. Cruel. Meticulous. Focused on his plan.

And not on the girl, who was slowly warming up her way into his heart, which she, in fact, never left in the first place.

Y/N.

A dirty secret he was fighting against.

A secret that he was trying so hard to keep from everyone.

Shielding himself, focusing only on the most primal instincts when it came to her. Just sex, just release, nothing more.

“FUCK!” he yelled throwing his helmet on the wall, causing a little dent in it. Fucking great. Now Y/N was not only a reason behind the crack in his mental armour, but also in the real one.

So there was only one way to save himself from this sinking ship.

He had to get rid of her and he had to do it swiftly and quietly.

The wheels in his brain turning, forming a plan, while his gaze was sliding against the weapons stacked in the storage.

***

“Where are you taking me?!” she cried out, being dragged through the dark, cold and empty corridors of Arkham Asylum, almost having her arm twisted off the joint.

“Shut that pretty mouth unless you want to lose your tongue!” he yelled, tightening the grip on her and picking up the pace significantly, so she almost had to run after him.

“Jason please, I just-"

“I SAID SHUT UP!” he yelled turning to face her, even the lights on his helmet in the place where eyes were demanding obedience. The atmosphere quickly shifted tense and threatening. “Will you be a good girl for me?”

She nodded.

“Great.” He grabbed her shoulder so hard she could already feel the bruises forming, leading her to the rooftop of the facility.

Was he going to push her down?

Was he going to kill her? Shoot her? Left her to bleed here to death?

Hurt her?

Abuse her sexually?

Jason swiftly kicked the doors open, the cold wind hitting her face and tangling her hair. At this point she could almost imagine herself on the pavement, three floors down in the form of a wet, bloody pulp on the pavement.

“No…” her words turned into the stuttering as Jason pushed her further onto the roof. “No Jason, please—please don’t—”

“I told you to be quiet!”

“Please!”

“Shut up Y/N!” Jason tore the helmet from his head, giving her the most stern expression, his hair wild, his eyes reflecting madness. “Do not push my hand here!”

“ P-push….?”

“It’s all your fucking fault!”

“M-my fault? Wh-what did I do?”

“You little slut.” Jason hissed, grabbing her by the throat and holding her against the edge of the thin rooftop barrier. Her back pressing into the cold metal with the realisation that his rough hold were the only thing keeping her from falling down and – inevitably – dying. “you want to end up down there!?”

“NO!” she wheezed, frozen, her wide eyes searching his face, not sure whether to struggle and risk being pushed down or withstand with the bruising twist of her skin and bargain for her life.

“Cause that is what you fucking deserve!” he yelled pressing her more into the barrier, so hard she could feel the metal bend dangerously.

She was going to die, that was sure now.

Already saying goodbye to her life, closing eyes, allowing few quiet tears to roll down her cheeks.

She was falling, the cold wind whistling in her ears, the asylum building becoming more of a blur the closer to the ground she was…..

“FUCK!”

Sudden unexpected curse threw her out of her imagination.

And then the grip loosened and she was pulled back onto the stable ground and away from the railing.

At the realisation that she was never pushed and there was no risk of crashing and turning into a pile of shattered bones, Y/N fell onto her knees, sobbing desperately, gasping for air, gripping her neck, spiralling into a belated panic attack.  Ironically, when the threat on Jason’s part seemed to pass, her heart started to beat out of her chest, loud and fast, causing pain in her chest, making her believe she would have a stroke right that instance.

And while she was shaking, hurting her knees on the rough concrete floor, clutching herself in poor attempt of grounding in reality, Jason could not even face her, turned to the city skyline, his gaze piercing through the Gotham night.

He couldn’t bring himself to move, to look at her, to even be close to her.

Leaving her to cry her heart out.

Unmoved. Cold. Distant. Keeping the pose of the brutal predator.

“Whatever I did to you—” she started, slowly and shakily raising on her knees, sniffling, fighting to keep the rest of her dignity.

“SHUT UP!” he yelled clenching his fists and spinning around to face her. ‘CAN’T YOU SEE I DON’T WANT YOU HERE!?”

“THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU LET ME FALL!?” gathering all her strength and bravery she spat back at the top of her lungs, the sudden outburst taking them both by surprise, immediately followed by fire in Jason’s gaze on her.

Y/n escaped the clutches of death only to fall right back into its arms.

She closed her eyes again feeling tight grip on her body, ready to succumb to the suffocating….

It never came.

She opened her eyes, feeling the soft and almost tender embrace. As if the person giving that hug has long forgotten how.

“Jason?” her voice faltered a little.

“Just let me—” he whispered back, pulling her closer, a little unskillfully, but devoutly. “just let me—”

Her body relaxed immediately, hearing that soft murmur.

The murmur that did not belong to the Arkham Knight, but to her Jason.

***

It’s been so long.

So long since he got this close to another human being.

So long since the last time he felt her in his arms with no need to use her, but with deeply rooted need for connection.

“Y/N.” he whispered, against her hair.

“Jason…” she muttered, pressing face into his chest, hugging back the monster he was.  Not running away, screaming despite everything he did to her. Not pushing him away in retaliation for the pain he caused her and the abuse he subjected her to.

Hugging him back.

Letting him feel like he was safe in her arms. Like he could be a human again. Putting his demons to sleep in the most distant corner of his mind and bringing out the light.

A little of it, at least.

And it was terrifying.

Messing up with his head, bringing out the conflict of two parts of him.

Jason Todd and Arkham Knight.

***

She wasn’t using words to fill the silence. 

For now, what they both needed was a moment in each other’s arms, and even if that might be causing them dozens of difficult questions  later-

It was worth the risk, cause just for that one moment - they were happy. 

Or so it felt like...

[bouquetface]

SUN DK + Your AK

This is very general and only one method. For true accuracy, the entire chart needs to be taken into consideration.

SUN DK + JUPITER AK:

These planets are friendly with one another. Sun in vedic is the KING, Jupiter is an Advisor. This makes it likely the Sun person will listen and confide in Jupiter. The Sun DK won't be as demanding, arrogant or other negative traits of Sun DK.

signs, house placement, aspects + 7th H condition will HEAVILY influence the above.

SUN DK + VENUS AK:

These planets are enemies. This indicates marrying a karmic partner from a past life. At times, the Sun will be stubborn, arrogant, and demanding of Venus. However, this is likely someone Venus choose to marry so it won't be all bad. These traits may not even reveal themselves until later into married life.

signs, house placement, aspects + 7th H condition will HEAVILY influence the above.

SUN DK + MOON AK:

These planets are friendly with one another. This shows a relationship founded on mutual love and understanding. The two will have an easier time resolving issues and avoiding serious fights. Sun is most likely to see Moon as an equal. Sun is more likely to listen and understand here than it is with other planet pairings.

signs, house placement, aspects + 7th H condition will HEAVILY influence the above.

SUN DK + MARS AK:

These planets are friendly with one another. This shows a relationship founded on mutual love, respect and passion. Mars is a solider, Sun symbolizes a King - often the Mars may end up following the Sun's lead. This is when the relationship works best so it's best the Mars marries someone they trust to follow. They recognize one another's strong traits and admire one another.

signs, house placement, aspects + 7th H condition will HEAVILY influence the above.

SUN DK + MERCURY AK:

These planets are neutral to one another. It can truly go any way depending on the entire chart - signs, house placement, aspects + 7th H condition will HEAVILY influence the above.

SUN DK + SATURN AK:

These planets are natural enemies. In Vedic, Saturn is the peasant/worker, Sun is the King. Saturn may have to put in more work to make this relationship work - yet Sun will likely feel they are doing the bare minimum. Saturn can feel Sun is demanding and arrogant. You still choose to marry this person so there will be positives however, these negatives may be encountered in married life. The positive of this for Sun is that regardless of how much they frustrate Saturn, Saturn is unlikely to easily leave the marriage - however, everyone has a breaking point. ex: Elvis had a SUN AK, Saturn DK - his wife eventually left him however this was after years of terrible behaviour.

signs, house placement, aspects + 7th H condition will HEAVILY influence the above.

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↬|Lucifer|

Lucifer's most dangerous/toxic behaviour would be how he deals with strong feelings of intense jealousy towards any of MC's interactions with other demon brothers. While he keeps his jealousy hidden under a confident and controlled demeanour, he has a tendency to subtly undermine their relationships with the other brothers, leading to strained dynamics within the group. He justifies this behaviour to himself as a means of "protecting" MC, but in reality, it stems from his own insecurity and deep-rooted fear of abandonment. Despite his intentions, this behaviour ends up creating more problems than solutions, leaving a trail of tension and discord in its wake.

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↬|Mammon|

As the Avatar of Greed, Mammon's most dangerous and toxic behavior is his limitless greed and desire to be richer at any cost. This leads him to engage in unscrupulous and manipulative behavior to accumulate money, power, and possessions, manipulating others and destroying relationships in the process. However, it is important to note that behind Mammon's sinister actions are deep-seated insecurities and abandonment issues that stem from his experiences in his past. At his core, Mammon is a complex character that hides a fragile side.

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↬|Leviathan|

Well, you see, Leviathan is a total otaku and a bit of a social misfit. Sometimes, when he's really really upset, he can get pretty aggressive and say some pretty cruel things. He can also get quite obsessive when he's passionate about something like a game or an anime. And let me tell you, he will *not* take any criticism about his favorite anime lightly! He can get pretty nasty when someone attacks his favorite characters. Just watch out when he starts making angry grunts and his tail starts lashing around.

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↬|Satan|

His most dangerous toxicity trait is probably his lack of empathy. He enjoys seeing others suffer. He takes ake pleasure in pain, which is why he often provoke others to fight. This has led to many dangerous situations.

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↬|Asmodeus|

There's a bunch of bad behavior with Asmodeus, considering his Avatar status. His most toxic behaviour being: that he tends to be quite possessive of those he loves and cares about, often being quite clingy and can sometimes get jealous whenever your attention is not focused on him. Although it is just how he is sometimes, it can get very tiring at times whenever you just want some space to yourself...

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↬|Beelzebub|

Beel's most dangerous behavior is his excessive gluttony. His addiction to food makes him careless and willing to do almost anything for the sake of satisfying his hunger. He can go to great lengths to obtain food, even resorting to stealing or harming others in the process. Ultimately, Beel's dangerous behavior stems from his inability to control his impulses and desires. It can cause harm not only to himself but also to those around him.

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↬|Belphegor|

Hmm... His most dangerous and toxic behavior is undoubtedly his tendency to push people away and to be extremely closed off emotionally and physically. If you tried to talk to him or get closer to him, he would push you away and shut down completely, making it impossible to get through to him. It's a defense mechanism he has developed to protect himself but it only ends up hurting others.

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↬|Diavolo|

His tendency to underestimate others and act over-confident, leading to risky situations. His impulsiveness and tendency to make quick decisions without consulting his council, which could have serious consequences for the Devildom. His lack of empathy and care for the feelings of others, which has caused strained relationships with some of the other demon brothers.

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↬|Barbatos|

The most dangerous/toxic behavior of Barbatos is likely his tendency to conceal information. As the Devildom's butler and advisor to its ruler, Barbatos possesses vast knowledge and a deep understanding of the realms and their inhabitants. However, his strategic nature may lead him to withhold crucial information from the MC, to protect them or keep them in the dark. This can create a lack of trust and understanding between them, which can become problematic and potentially harmful.

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↬|Simeon|

One of his most dangerous and toxic behaviors is his tendency to place the needs and desires of others above his own. He often puts himself in positions where he sacrifices his own well-being and happiness for the sake of others. This leads to exhaustion and burnout, as he consistently neglects his own needs and feelings in order to help or please others. Over time, this behavior can cause him to feel resentment and bitterness towards the people he helps, creating a toxic cycle that negatively affects both parties.

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↬|Solomon|

His most dangerous and toxic behavior has to be his tendency to prioritize his own interests and goals above all else. He believes that the ends justify the means and have no qualms about using any method necessary to achieve his objectives. This often leads him to use people as mere pawns or tools to further his goals, without any consideration for their well-being or feelings. He may even use manipulation or deception to get what he wants. Ultimately, his self-serving nature can lead to dangerous and toxic outcomes for those around him.

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[cute-pluto]

"the 50 page callout doc" what?? im sorry i was off tumblr for a couple of months so this is the first time im hearing about this, do you mind linking the doc or summarizing what happened? thank you!

here is the callout doc for daddy dingus aka ak tastic

and also, here is a link to their reposnse where they admit to everything in the document and then try to victim blame basically everybody anyways

[panthera-tigris-venenata]

AK Girlies

In order: Lonnie, Jane and Audrey

I fixed their hair, no need to thank me.

Audrey bleaches her hair btw.

She's dissociating so hard it's not even funny. She tries so hard to be perfect; she spends hours at her looks every day. For that effortless beauty, y'know.

But it goes for behaviour too. She tries very hard to be nice even when she'd like to scream.

Jane is genuinely nice. She's just a sweetheart.

A bit shy, yes, and has a complex about being fey.

But she is fey, and visibly so: no matter how hard she tries, her hair won't hide her ears.

But also, she deserves fun earrings.

Oh, Dizzy could make fun earrings for her later! That'd be so cute!

Lonnie likes fun looks too. I've just decided she likes graphic eyeliner. That's more or less the only make up she does.

But don't let her looks fool you, she's one of the two most dangerous people on Auradon Prep prior to the VKs arrival. The other being her brother.

The two of them are also Ben's official bodyguards: way to keep bull-headed youth from having time to ask too many questions by yours trully, King Beast.

They are not allowed to work together tho. That'd result in a coup also.

(Ben is incredibly embarassed about this.)

Lonnie is fine with it, she likes Ben and she adores teasing him when he gets to/back from dates.

[amageish]

So, Felicia Hardy mentions having a girlfriend in Marvel's Spider-Man 2 and this has resulted in a lot of discussion... I wanna talk about it!

One thing I find really interesting about the conversation is that so many articles discussing it credit Felicia's bisexuality to this moment from 2021, where she and Odessa Drake have an on-panel kiss followed by an off-panel one-night-stand.

While this is pretty friggin' gay and good for them, I feel like reducing the story to "Black Cat kissed a girl in 2021 and that's why she has a girlfriend in the video game" is missing a lot of the larger context... so let's discuss some of the history of Felicia Hardy, AKA the chaotic crime bisexual Black Cat.

Felicia Hardy debuted in 1979. Tamara Blake, her "oldest friend" and female lover, first appeared in 1984, only 5 years later, debuting in the Peter Parker, The Spectacular Spider-Man Annual "Cat and Mouse."

Dropping by for a night of "harmless frolic," Tamara robs Felicia, aiming to play a game of cat-and-mouse with her friend. While their relationship is not explicitly romantic in this story, Tamara is portrayed as very close to her ex-partner-in-crime and very familiar with her relationship habits. She is surprised by the reveal that Black Cat is trying to settle down with Spider-Man - and to be skeptical about if Felicia will be able to tie herself down to one man... almost as if she knows Felicia has a pattern of behaviour when it comes to monogamy.

I don't know if this story was intentionally gay or not, but it would be used as a foundation for later queer storytelling about Felicia, so it seems worth mentioning it here!

What is pretty explicit, however, is Felicia's relationship with her partner Diana in the 2002 Spider-Girl series. They are just called partners, not lovers, but the framing and discussion of it is obvious enough that, in my opinion, if you know that gay people exist and can accept the possibility of them being gay, then you probably will read this and go "Oh, yeah, they are gay."

This story does not take place in Earth-616 and is primarily focused on Mayday Parker as Spider-Girl and Felicity Hardy as Scarlet Spider, but Felicity does have two moms - and we love that for her!

Jumping ahead a bit, Tamara returned via flashback in Black Cat #10, released in 2020, and this fleshed out their backstory together. It revealed how they trained together under Black Fox as their mentor and clearly shows them using slight-of-hand to hold hands and canoodle without Fox noticing what they're up to.

This is just a super-cute panel to me. That's such a clever use of slight-of-hand; I love it so much...

The next year, in Black Cat Vol 2 #3, there's a vision of Black Cat surrounded by a harem of her lovers, which includes Tamara and Odessa alongside several of her more famous male affairs.

Shortly thereafter, she kissed Odessa on the lips, as discussed earlier. In case the earlier evidence was not enough for you, Felicia Hardy is now formally unquestionably a girl-kisser. We even later get to see her and Drake's one-night-stand via flashback, in case there was any lingering doubts about what happened.

However, it also doesn't end there. It's not like Felicia just kissed a women, Marvel patted themselves on the back, and now she's been back to dating Peter Parker exclusively. There are plenty of comic characters who have had one defining "queer moment" and mum's been the word on their queerness since then... Felicia, meanwhile, is very loudly bisexual.

Immediately, she got a Pride variant cover in 2021 and has been on at least one cover every year since. My favourite is probably this one from 2022, which is both very poly and also features Peter Parker... I'm sure if you'd ask Marvel corporate they'd say he is just there as an ally, but it's still funny to me.

In 2021, she was the character used for the grand return of Jessie Drake (Felicia really has a thing for women with last names that end with -ake, apparently). Jessie was Marvel's first explicitly transgender character, debuting all the way back in 1992. After getting off to a rocky start, Felicia blows up a building with Jessie's help and they go out for dinner.

(This story was not followed up on as the book it was supposed to lead into got cancelled. Drake has not so much as cameoed since. F in the chat for Jessie Drake).

In 2022, there was an 5-issue mini-series all about Tony Stark and Felicia bonding over their mutual problem of supervillain ex-girlfriends trying to murder them. Of the two halves of the pair, Felicia gets the better deal - Tamara not only teams up with Felicia and Tony to fight Tony's ex, but they do so much flirting that Tony forgets that are not currently dating.

And, finally, in 2023, there was another Felicia story in a Pride issue wherein she hooked up with a pseudo-diety and also worked with Gambit to fuck with some transphobes in the process. Good for them!

This is not by any means a definitive list of everything gay Felicia has done - she famously flirts with MJ and Cindy a lot, for instance - but I hope it provides some larger context to Felicia's sexuality in the game.

Moreover, I hope it shows that queer storytelling isn't always about writing a single gay kiss that generates headlines. A lot of Marvel and DC queer storytelling that goes viral isn't the actual multi-issue multi-comic-run queer stuff; it's the one big kiss or something subtextual that happens to feature MCU heroes with better SEO then people like Felicia have... and I think it's the more under-the-radar stuff that's often more valuable.

[youremyheaven]

U GUYYYSSS storytime:

So I got talking to a guy a little while ago and we vibed realllyyy well. He's lowkey the textbook definition of everything I'm looking for in a guy. He's 6'2, well to do (not rich but does veryyyy well for himself), BULKY BROAD SHOULDERED, Venusian etc

The synastry of our charts is insane 🥵 He had Mercury atmakaraka (remember my Mercury DK?? 😌)

He has a Venus Moon and stellium and he's the most Venusian guy I've ever met,,, he LOVES beauty, art, the female form etc and appreciates it. The way he spoke about it was so hot to me ngl,,, mf was so poetic,, he really knew how to speak sensually without ever being creepy or vulgar

His Mercury AK was in Purvabhadrapada and he had a puppy like softie Jupiter guy personality. I loved the fact that he looked like a WWE boxer (bulky af 🥵) but had the personality of a golden retriever. LITERALLY ALL MY DREAMS seemed to be coming true.

I knew his birthday but not his rising sign. Yk what they say about "if something's too good to be true, then it is" ??? yeah, i just couldn't brush off the feeling that something wasn't right. But I couldn't straightaway ask for his birth time, esp since he's Hindu and will know what's up 🤭😂 ANYWAAAYYYS we're talking and everything and this man is love bombing me HARD and I know it because:

a) I'm a retired love bomber myself

b) This is not my first rodeo

and anyways this 🧔🏻 is talking marriage and babies, he's calling me wifey 😭 (kinda cringe bc he's known me for dayyys but good lord handsome men can get away with anything 😤) and he refers to himself as "husband" 😭😭😭 like "husband's proud of you" and "your husband doesn't want you to apologise" 😭 (ew but he's hot 👉🏻👈🏻) and I let myself have my delulu moment and try to give him the benefit of the doubt bc literally he checks every box 🥹and he's soooo completely fond of me. We used to run in the same circles like 10yrs ago, even though I had no idea who he was and never interacted with him then, he told me that he remembered me from back then and thought I was cute 🥺 and later I took a looooong break from social media and he told me he'd wondered where I was all those years 🥹🥹and then I apparently showed up in his "suggested for you" on IG a few months ago and he instantly recognised me and followed me etc 🥺🥹 he's been tryna hmu for monthsssss now but I was with my ex 🤡and then I was recovering from my ex 🤧 so I didn't pay much attention to it. When he told me all this, it kinda made me melt 🫠 how he kept trying to talk to me even though I repeatedly ignored him etc

And he did everything right. I could text him rn and he'd reply in 5 seconds. He always asked me how I was, remembered things, always sent me like 20 different messages until I replied, showered me in compliments (Venusian men love to pour you with their attention, it can even be annoying lmfao) etc like there was nothing in his behaviour, his tone or his words that was giving me 🚩 he genuinely seemed sweet, caring etc and he loved babies 😩 and sent me videos with his nieces and nephews (man's was manipulator pro max) but YK ME 🤪 when I have a gut feeling ☝🏻 I can't ignore it 🤓 so I was very much waiting for the ball to drop and watch him fuck up somehow 💀 initially I felt sooo overwhelmed by all his love (bombing) that I felt like the bad guy for not reciprocating it or feeling that kind of "love at first sight" thing 🤡 BUT

one day he said "I can't believe I found you after 10 years, that means no matter where you are after another 10 yrs, I'll find you then as well" and I was like 🤨 I thought you wanted to marry me and make me your trophy wife 🧐 huh 👀 and he was all 😂😍haha yes ofc I'm just joking bbg 😍😂 but I knew there was more to it

Finally I got his birth time AND GUESS WHAT???

He's Hasta Rising 💀💀💀💀

Idk if you know already but I don't like Lunar men 🤡 and the minute I found out, I was SCREAMING bc 😭 why would God play me like that???? Put the most perfect guy, astrologically and otherwise, in front of me, I literally have him wrapped around my pinky and HE'S A LUNAR??? why God why 😭

But him & I had come too far for me to dump his ass for no reason 😬 (can't tell him it's bc the sus vibes I got from him was further bolstered by him being Lunar 🤭) so I was praying to God to give me an opportunity where he fucks up so that I can walk away 🚶🏻‍♀️from this situation before things get out of hand

AND GOD DELIVERED 😩

I was texting him the other day and he spoke about how he wants to spend as much time with me as he can before we go out to chase our dreams (move away from this city basically) and I was like 🤨so you're looking for a short term relationship?? And he was like 🥺 no never and I was like why tf would you say you want to marry me and have babies (1 boy and twin daughters 😭🤡💀) if you already know you cannot commit???? And he was like "because we could meet again in a few years and it would be nice to have this plan ready" 💀💀💀💀 HE ACTUALLY SAID THAT AKSKKSJSJDIID brother thinks my IQ is in the negatives bc WTF sort of explanation is that 😭 and i told him "this manipulation might work elsewhere but not on me, good luck tho, bye, I'm done here 💅🏻" and he went 180 and said "I'm so sorry, I was just trying to be funny, please give me another chance, all I meant is that we never know how things go so we can try to work things out but there's no guarantee, please I'm so sorry" 😂😂 and he called me like 3 times and finally said "Can we atleast still be friends? i can't lose you like this" AJSJJSJSJ THE AUDACITY 🤡💀🤡💀

but I just want to say thank you God for showing me his true colours and for giving me the opportunity to exit with grace and dignity and making him feel like a fool 😌✨

[girlishwhimsyy]

if all 82 games are like this i'm going to die of a heart attack before the end of the season

[sequincult]

Return of the Floyd Part 2

(part 1 can be read here)

It’s midnight in Troll Village, the sky is a deep purple, and every Troll is in a cozy, deep sleep. One such Troll is King Peppy, who’s currently resting in his nice, warm bed. At least, until…

“DAD! DAD! DAD! WAKE UP!!!!” Poppy slams rapidly on the door of her fathers pod with both fists. An increasingly tired Floyd is shaken out of his stupor by her endless energy. “Wait, are you sure this is ok? We can leave it till morning if that’s better.” “No!! Floyd this is urgent!! I mean just look at you! You look terrible!” Floyd frowns at her before peering down at himself, he is pretty looking pretty rough right now. He can’t remember the last time he’d showered. The door swings open and the pair are greeted by a yawning King Peppy, heavy bags under his eyes. “Sorry I took such a while, I forgot where I placed my keys and I… Oh! Poppy! What are you doing here so late? Is everything ok? Are you alright?” “Dad!” Poppy leaps forwards and envelops her dad in a tight hug. “No, don’t worry, I’m fine! But… this here is Branch’s brother, and he really needs some help. He has nowhere to stay and they had a big fight and now he’s…” Poppy grabs Floyd’s hand and shoves it in Peppy’s face. His smile fades. “Oh… I see. Come in you two, I’ll brew us some tea and we can have a talk. I’m sure there’s something we can do.”

The three promptly enter Peppy’s home. After the lights are flicked on Floyd is surprised at how ‘un-regal’ the place is. It’s comfortably furnished, and he feels more at ease with how relaxed the room feels. After the king brews drinks for everyone, they t ake a seat. “Thank you for seeing me this late King Peppy, I hope it’s not too much trouble.” “Oh of course not! It is my duty to serve all trolls and at anytime. Now, tell what can I do to help” “Well, I need somewhere to sleep as I really don’t think Branch is going to want me to stay with him after what happened. A-and my hand… I’d never seen a troll that grey. I could hardly bare to look at him, and after he left I was so overwhelmed I just burst into tears. I couldn’t help but feel like this is all my fault…” King Peppy sips his tea and thinks. “Hmmm. We’ve got several empty pods for visitors, you’re more than welcome to stay in one for a while. As for your hand?” He takes a deep breath. “Branch is one of only two trolls I’ve ever known to turn fully grey. The other was a long, long time ago, and my memory is poor; I simply cannot remember what came of them. I’m afraid Branch is likely the only one who can help you now.”

Floyd starts shifting around in his seat. “But the last thing Branch will want to do is talk to me. I-It’s hopeless.” Poppy’s ears perk up. “Then… I’ll talk to him! I don’t think he likes me all that much but it’s worth a shot right? And if he doesn’t listen, I’ll issue a royal demand and MAKE him talk to you!!” King Peppy does a double take and raises an eyebrow at his daughter. “Poppy… we got rid of the royal demands over one hundred years ago! Don’t you remember your history lesson?” “Ugh, I was hoping that would work…” She rolls her eyes. “But really, I’m serious about talking to Branch. Besides, it’s the least I could do for you Floyd. How about we head out in the morning? His bunker is pretty far and it’s already late.”

Floyd grimaces. Did.. Branch build the bunker? There was no way right? He couldn’t have… “Did you just say bunker?” “Yeah! Branch started building it after his grandma died. Or, I guess your grandma died… It’s kinda strange, it’s such a HUGE place, but he’s building it all for himself. Weird.” Sinking deeper and deeper into his seat, Floyd looks like he just got shot; memories of the art Branch made as a baby coming back all too easily. “Ha ha yeah! That is so strange?? Uhhh anyway… I’m going to uh get some rest, I’ll see you in the morning ok???” Sensing Floyd’s odd behaviour, Poppy shuffles a little closer. “Hey, are… you alright? He stutters. “Y-YES! I mean… Yeah. Just need some sleep that’s all. Today has been a lot.” She tilts her head and smiles gently. “I know this must be so difficult for you. Do…you want a hug?” “That might be nice actually.” Poppy wraps her arms around him and his eyes light up. It’s been so long since he’d had a genuine hug, or any contact at all really. And Poppy was really good at giving hugs. This was just what he needed. After Poppy finally releases him, he gets ready to head out.

“Thank you. You’ve been too kind to me Poppy.” “Not at all Floyd! I just want every troll to be happy!” She glances down at her feet. “A-and I really want Branch to be happy too. I think you can help him, that you can help each other.” “Your optimism knows no bounds.” Floyd laughs. “Goodnight Poppy, oh, and thank your dad for me when he wakes up.” Somehow Poppy had been so deep in conversation that she hadn’t noticed her dad had drifted off. “Oh, yeah haha! I guess he fell asleep while we were talking.’ Floyd smiles as he turns and leaves the pod, eager to get some rest and a little time to himself. He looks down at his hand and sighs, hopeful for tomorrow.

[sleepydhanie]

Imagine Filipino!reader waking up in the past

them having to adjust in the new environment

Having to wear barong/saya

Getting addressed as binibini/ginoo

Having strict rules and have to act base on the past behaviours of people there

Filipino!reader having to act very gentlemanly/ladylike to the binibini/ginoo's and avoided having even a slight skin/eye contact with any other binibini/ginoo's.one wrong move and they'll get married

Filipino!reader trying to learn and understand fan languag

Filipino!reader having to speak with very much formalities and understand some poetic things or riddle like words people say back in the days

Will they find their way back home or will they find romance?

Alperes:*grabs readers wrist and pulled them by the waist*

Filipino!reader:!!!

Alperes:"inaaresto kita sa pagnanakaw..."

(you are under arrest...)

Filipino!reader:"ha?inosente ako wala akong ninakaw na kahit ano man yon,mali kayo Ng bintang"

(what?....i-i didn't do anything,I'm innocent)

Alperes:"sandali Di pa ako tapos magsalita, inaaresto kita sa pagnanakaw Ng asking puso,bilang parusa dapat mong gampanan ang responsibilidad na Ito SA pamamagitan Ng pagiging kabiyak...*grin*

(let me finish,you are under arrest for stealing my heart,and the punishment of it is that you should take responsibility for it and become my other half)

Filipino! reader:"...ang corny mo naman..."

(you are so corny)

★★★

Alperes:"ikaw ay may angking kagandahan na Hindi ko makikita kanino man.ikaw ay parang araw na nakakabulag ngunit ayaw Kong ibaling ang tingin ko,ang aking atensyon ay pagmamahal ay nasa sayo Lang aking binibini"

(your beauty stands out the most among the others,you are like the sun that is so blinding yet I cannot avert to look away,my love and attention is only yours to receive)

Filipino!reader:"*tucks her hair*...luh,pereng tenge nemen to hehe"

(You're so stupid)

[I tried my best to translate tanga in my understanding]

"hmm ano ho?"

(hmm pardon?)

"!!!...ay esti... maraming salamat ako ay nagagalak SA iyong sinabi ginoo napatibok mo lalo ang aking puso"

(ah I mean...thank you my lord, you've made my heart flutter even more)

"*chuckled*...tunay ngang iba Ka SA mga binibining aking nakasalamuha,ikaw ay marahuyo binibini"

(you truly do stand out among the rest of the ladies I've interacted with,you are enchanting my lady)

Ps.i tried my best to translate them specially the tanga one

[d0zuki]

hi hi !! if it's okay, could I request kotoko with a s/o who's very clingy/affectionate? like. they always want cuddles, kisses and hugs from her (I can't help it I love her sm,,)

MILIGRAM—“Got your back.”

➵Summary:Kotoko with clingy S/O

➵Warning:none

➵A/N:of course it's okay, I also like Kotoko, but still I 100% believe she should be Guilty and I'm saying this with love

First and formal, I'm not sure if Kotoko would like a clingy S/O especially because of the thing she does, but still she would love you and simply tell you to not follow her

When Kotoko gets used to you being clingy she returns affection in soft gestures, like holding hands,kissing your forehead etc.

I feel like Kotoko would think you are too innocent because of your clingy behaviour, she would believe that you would kill anybody or do something wrong, plus she sees you 24/7

Kotoko doesn't want you to get yourself into the stuff she does, simply because of the danger so she tries to return you affection as much as possible so you won't follow her

Kotoko thinks you are adorable, will she mention it straight away? Not really probably when she decides to tease you she will mention it

There are moments where Kotoko will tease you for how clingy you are, but not in a bad way if she had to be honest she feels happy,I mean you feel safe in her arms and she can protect you

Kotoko probably gives you hugs and kisses if you ask her, after all she needs to protect her baby, ake you because you are her baby

I feel like if Kotoko Isn't well brutally murdering people, she definitely cuddles you kissing your forehead maybe even playing with your hair

Kotoko certainly likes affection but there are times where she just can't, ake she about to beat the living shit out of someone because they are a bad guy and she certainly is not about to drag you into this

Kotoko probably finds her information about the criminals she's looking for while cuddling with you, just imagine laying on her while she's playing with your hair looking for someone adress, something like this: ➵

[igotanidea]

Walk down memory lane : AK!Jason Todd x fem!reader

Warnings: mention of self harm and suicidal thoughts.

You can find other AK!stories on point 4 here: Jason Todd masterlist

***

She was just so tired.

Tired of fighting, of keeping up that fucking hope, of carrying the excessive weight on her shoulders.

She just couldn’t anymore .

Maybe it was time to finally accept that Jason didn’t care about her. That he would never care again. Not in the same way he used to before all this shit hit them. Before Joker, Harley, Arkham…

But she still needed, wanted, craved his love.

But how long can a girl be strong and live in a delusion?

And for the first time in a year she started crying.

What Harley could not achieve, happened because of a boy. No amount of torture and mind games and tricks she was subject to in Arkham, not once broke her. But the indifference and cold treatment from her former boyfriend, the one who she still loved got her on her knees, sobbing and shaking on the bed in her little, cold Asylum cell.

He was right. She was completely alone, no one was coming to help her, safe her from that void that finally found a way straight to her heart. Nothing more than a playtoy, unlovable, weak, pathetic, developing a heavy case of Stockholm syndrome.

Poor girl hugged herself in a foul attempt to calm down, but it was for nothing. Tears were falling freely down her cheeks, turning her into a puddle of emotions she couldn’t hold back. It was like the old wound and the feeling of being used opened and uncovered all the layers she cut off before.

Some people call it trauma, but she couldn’t care less about the terminology.

Maybe it would be better to just end her own life right now just so she wouldn’t have to suffer through another day of such lousy existence. It was Arkham, she was pretty sure she would find something to help her execute her plan.

On shaking legs she stood up from the bed, moving towards the bathroom. The mirror that Jason broke violently after their last encounter was still not fixed and the sharp pieces of glass poked on every side.

Perfect.

Gathering all the strength she had left, she reached towards the splinter and pointed it towards her wrist, assessing the “best” place to cut……

***

She woke up feeling sore and in tremendous amount of pain like never before. Both of her wrists were patched up with the clean bandages and she wasn’t even in her own sweatbox. Honestly, she couldn’t for the love of God recognise the place where she was, until the familiar, slightly muffled voice threw her off her confused state and brought back to reality.

“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!” Jason hissed with unconcealed anger and she shivered. “WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO!?” in a blink of an eye he was right next to her, grabbing her chin and forcing her eyes up.  

She was just completely silent, the tight grip of his fingers on her puffy, hurting cheeks causing a few more tears to flow down her eyes.

“I’m sorry…..” she whispered, slightly panicking. He was never supposed to find her, let alone to save her. And why did he? Was it only because he needed her for release in the future? “I’m sorry…..” her whole body shook violently.

“Y/N…….” her name in his mouth sounded almost sweet and the touch got far more gentle, sudden change in behaviour making her freeze. What was going on?

“I……” her mouth fell agape and it was impossible to say a word.

“Did you forget what I told you last time? You’re mine. You can’t just go and decide to hurt yourself this way. I cannot allow it.”

“Why?” she sobbed “it’s not like you care. I am just a reminder of the past, of all those lies you were fed by Batman and your family. Of someone you once were and could never be again.”

“Stop it!”

“Please, please, just let me go. Just let me finish it, please.” Her desperation and panic attack coming out in waves in the form of the aggressive tugging on the dressing, trying to reopen the stitched wounds and cuts. “I’ll do it myself. You won’t even have to lift a finger.”

“Stop it!’

“You can even watch it, I know you’ll enjoy the show. You wanted a show, didn’t you?”

“FOR FUCK’S SAKE STOP IT!” finally he managed to get a hold of her hands, pinning them down to her sides, precluding her from moving, even though she still struggled against his hold.  “Is that what you think of me? That I will enjoy that?”  she nodded shakily “fuck!”

“I’m sorry…..” she whimpered again. She was still here and he was now mad which could only equal to another punishment. And this time it was not going to be intimate. He could really hurt her at any time.

“Baby…..” he whispered, almost without thinking, closing his eyes “princess.”

“Wha….. what did you say?” her eyes grew wide. Did he really use those words or was it just an imagination?

Jason was completely inside his head now, memories flooding his brain like a fucking Niagara. He remembered the past. The moment, when while still being Robin, someone came after her, attacking her and almost eliminating her from the equation. He recalled the hours spend in the medical bay, watching her pale face and the heart rate monitor, praying to whatever entity was up there to bring her back to him. All those little heart attacks caused each time she took a sharp exhale. Falling asleep next to her bed, holding and caressing her cold hand, whispering pleas and promises to keep her safe in the future if she just woke up. Brushing up on how he felt when she finally opened her e/c eyes, looking at him with so much love and concern, asking if he was all right.

He remembered how she cared about him…..  And how he cared about her.

“Ja…. Jace?” she swallowed the lump in her throat, taking the risk to use his nickname, ready for another anger fit, but instead she met his honest gaze, so different from the one she was used to in his Arkham Knight version.

“Don’t ever do this again.” He gasped, brushing her cheek, putting a strand of hair behind her ear “you hear me?  Ever.”

“Jason?” he bottom lip trembled because of that sudden display of emotion from his part.

“Ever.” He emphasised.  “I don’t want to see you in pain.”

“Ok……”

“Anyone who hurt you deserve a punishment and that applies to you hurting yourself. Is that clear?”

“Anyone, but you?” she blurt without thinking and immediately covered her mouth in fear of the words that came out her mouth.

Jason tensed a bit, his muscles flexing but he didn’t move.

“Get some rest. Need you recovered soon. Big plans for you.” He just said and with one final look into her eyes left the room, leaving her completely speechless.

…..