#and I'm constantly trying to stop them from being me

[isa-ghost]

Formally begging Crows to stop acting like Phil is lying when he says he's not interested in doing lore on The Realm. He isn't. He's not just saying that to gaslight us and then unexpectedly drop a nuke on us. You HAVE to know the difference between him genuinely being uninterested and pretending he isn't up to anything, he is NOT subtle when the latter is the case.

If he changes his mind then so be it but as it stands he is Not Going To Do It and the bitches who are looking at the numerous times he has dead serious reiterated all of the above and going "this sign can't stop me cause I can't read" are gonna be the reason he'll decide he's never doing lore Ever again because nobody knows how to listen to him and not turn every moment he's on an SMP just trying to hang out into a story. 😭

I say this as THE biggest rpPhil girlie, STOP. Holy shit I have played these games before, constantly shoving it down your streamer's throat instead of listening to them is the #1 way to make them NEVER do the thing you want them to. Quit acting like whatever happens with him on The Realm is official lore.

It's one thing to analyze something that happens from an IF It Was Lore perspective, that's just innocent fun. It's another to, ESPECIALLY in chat or TTS where it can further dissuade him from doing it, act like something is irrefutably lore when it's not.

I'm not lying when I said I've played these games before, this EXACT phenomena has actually stopped CCs from doing any more roleplay/lore stuff ever because the way the fandom gets is too aggravating and things they want taken seriously get lost on people because people can't learn to take off their rp lenses for 5 seconds.

[27spoons]

Nat…literally just thinking about nat. Staying up cuddling with her while we binge stupid movies and eat snacks. (I need physical touch, BAD) I wonder if she’s the type to be really crazily warm or really cold all the time?

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i'm so touch-starved, anon. need a lazy day in bed w my girl, watching shitty horror movies and snacking on sour candy. fingers thru her hair sighhhhhhhhhhhh

anyways.... have some headcanons for a movie night w nat

she's constantly cold. like fingers and toes are FREEZING. def tucks her feet under ur thighs or something. warms her hands up on ur stomach.

trying to get away from her coldness? not happening. will chase your ass and force you to warm her fingers up.

if she picks the movie, it's gonna be some shitty horror movie from the 80's. think something with terrible sfx. like so bad you wonder how the movie even got greenlit.

if you pick the movie, she's gonna complain no matter what it is. (even if it's a movie she wants to watch. will say she wanted to watch it a different day)

i feel like she's the type of person to make comments about how stupid the characters are being. ("why is she going in there? what a dumbass.")

sour and salty snacks fan. it's not like she doesn't like sweets; she just prefers stuff with a bit of bite.

sour suckers. 100%. buys one of those buckets of them and is snacking on them the entire movie.

fuzzy blanket. head on shoulder. constantly fiddling with your hands underneath the blanket, just playing w your fingers idly.

has fallen asleep during a movie more than once. that's ok. you don't mind, not when she's drooling onto your shirt while some chick in this horror slasher gets her head chopped off.

likes smoking a joint or two before/during the movie. not a must, but it can turn a boring movie a slightly less boring movie.

i feel like she'd also be down to take a tab of acid with you before a movie for shits and giggles.

nsfw(if you squint) under the cut

movie is getting boring? nat gets fidgety. doesn't even realise she's doing it until her hand is rubbing your thigh, slowly inching up further.

messy kisses to the side of your neck as she teases you, whining about how boring the movie has gotten, that she has a better activity in mind as she slides her hand underneath your waistband.

bonus points if you're playfully swatting her away but not actually stopping her. just letting her whine, "c'mon, princess... I'll do that thing you like with my tongue... don't make me beg..."

anyways, you give in easy. you always do. movie is forgotten and the two of you are making out while she grinds down on you.

you don't really know how you ended up in your bedroom, but hey, you aren't complaining when nat looks up at you with those wide, pleading eyes.

[bitchinbarzal]

Shut Me Out | K Kaprizov

summary: kirill isn’t handling his injury well and he takes it out on his girl.

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Kirill's days had blurred into one long cycle of frustration. His injury was still healing, but it felt like time itself was moving too slowly. Sitting in their apartment, he had spent hours watching the Wild play—just as they had done the day before and the day before that—but it wasn't the same. Not being on the ice, not feeling the rush of the game, the roar of the crowd—it was all a distant memory now. Instead, he was left here, on the couch, immobilized. And, if he were being honest, he was angry.

He was angry at the situation, at the injury, at himself.

Y/N had been trying her best to keep him company, bringing him his favorite snacks and sitting by his side. She’d even begun watching games with him, though her interest in hockey was more out of love than any genuine passion for the sport. She tried to engage him in other ways, suggesting they go for walks, or that he try watching a new show, anything to distract him. But it all felt like a blur of activity that didn’t change anything.

This morning, she had brought him coffee and sat down next to him on the couch, offering words of encouragement. But he had been distant, barely acknowledging her, his focus entirely on the TV.

"Hey," she said, sitting beside him and watching his eyes stay glued to the screen. "You’ve been watching the game for hours. Maybe we should do something else for a bit?"

He didn’t answer right away, just let out a deep sigh, and then muttered, “I'm fine.”

Y/N frowned. “You sure? I can tell you’re not feeling great.”

Kirill set the remote down and turned to her. “I’m fine, Y/N,” he repeated, his tone sharper now. “I just don’t want to talk right now.”

She recoiled, surprised at the bite in his voice. "I just want to help, Kirill. I’m worried about you. You’ve been stuck here doing nothing, and I feel like you’re pushing me away."

“I’m not pushing you away," he shot back, his voice rising. “I just don’t need you all over me. You’re treating me like I’m some fragile thing that can’t function without your help.”

Y/N’s chest tightened at his words. She had been nothing but caring, trying her hardest to support him through a tough time, and now, he was acting like it was too much.

“That’s not what I’m doing!" she snapped. “I’m just trying to make sure you’re okay. I don’t know what you want me to do.”

"I want you to stop treating me like I’m broken!” Kirill’s voice cracked a little, the frustration of the last few weeks pouring out. "I’m not a kid. I don’t need you constantly asking how I feel or what I need. I just... I need space."

Y/N stood up, taking a step back from him, her eyes wide with shock. “Space?” Her voice trembled. “You’ve been on the couch for days. You haven’t left this apartment, Kirill. You don’t want space, you want to shut me out.”

His expression darkened, his jaw clenched. “Maybe I do want to shut you out. I just... I just want to feel like myself again, without everyone hovering over me.”

“Everyone?" Y/N blinked, almost laughing bitterly. "I’m the only one here. I’m the only one who cares about you like this, and you're acting like I’m a nuisance."

The words hit him harder than he anticipated, and for a moment, he faltered. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He ran a hand through his hair, pacing away from her, trying to control the mess of emotions swirling inside him.

“I’m not trying to make you feel bad,” she said, her voice softening as she watched him. “I just hate seeing you like this. You’re in pain, you’re frustrated, and I want to be here for you, Kirill.”

He turned to face her, his eyes tired, and there was something vulnerable in them that he hadn’t allowed himself to show before. “I don’t want to need anyone, Y/N. I’ve always been the guy who handles things on his own. I don’t know how to lean on someone, and it’s killing me.”

Her heart clenched at his confession, the sharp edge of his words now sounding hollow and raw. "You don't have to handle it all on your own," she whispered, taking a step toward him. "But I can't help you if you don't let me in."

He stared at her, his eyes shifting from frustration to something else—something softer, regretful. "I’m sorry," he muttered, his voice quiet now. "I shouldn’t have said that. I don’t know why I’m acting like this. I just... I hate feeling useless. I hate that I can’t play, that I can’t do what I love."

“I get it,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. "But that doesn’t mean you have to push me away. You’re not useless, Kirill. You’re still you. And I’m here for you, no matter what."

He let out a shaky breath, rubbing his eyes, as if trying to erase the frustration that still lingered there. He looked at her, really looked at her, and the weight of his words sank in. "I don’t know what I’d do without you," he whispered. "I’m sorry I made you feel like you weren’t helping. You’re the only person who gets it. I just... I didn’t want to seem weak."

Y/N walked over to him and gently cupped his face in her hands. “You’re not weak, Kirill. You’re human. And sometimes, even the strongest people need help.”

The apology was slow, but it was there, and she could see it in the way his shoulders sagged with relief, in the way his eyes softened.

"I don’t want to be this guy, the one who shuts you out," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just... I hate being like this. I hate feeling like I’m not good enough when I’m not playing."

She smiled softly, tracing her thumb along his cheek. "You’re more than good enough. You're more than hockey. You’re you. And I love you. And I’ll love you even when you’re sitting on this couch all day, feeling sorry for yourself."

He chuckled softly, his hands moving to her waist as he pulled her into a tight hug. "Thank you," he whispered into her hair. "I promise I’ll try harder to let you in. I don’t want to make you feel like you’re not important to me."

Y/N smiled into his chest, feeling the weight of the tension finally lift. "I know you’ll try," she said, breathing him in. "We’ll figure this out. Together."

And for the first time in a long while, Kirill allowed himself to believe it.

[cherryeclipses]

undone

Stu Macher x Reader

Summary: what it's like being Stu's girlfriend. no use of Y/N

one shot, fluff, smut implied, cheating, stu would not be a good boyfriend lets be honest but he's so cute.

word count: 1K

kind of shit writing - sorry, I didn't really have an idea of where I wanted this to go. NOT PROOFREAD OOPS

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Stu Macher was a known player, everyone in school knew it, that didn't stop you from agreeing to go out with him. He asked you out by passing a note to you in class, well, throwing, might be a better word. The crumpled notebook paper hit you in the back of the head, forcing you to spin around in your chair to glare at the idiot who had thrown it. 'Read it' Stu mouthed, the room silent as everyone worked. You rolled your eyes, picking up the paper from it spot on the floor.

Me and you, date 2nite? The note read. You looked up at the eager boy and shook your head, turning back around to finish your history paper. Although he was gorgeous you had heard stories about how he would hit on anything that moved. So not your type.

After class Stu stopped you, "c'mon baby, just give me a chance. I promise I'm not that bad." He drawled. You looked past him, trying to find your friends. Stu picked up your hands, holding them, his touch felt soft and almost genuine, he never took his eyes off you. You gave in, "one date Macher. One." "Yes!" He fist pumped into the air "I'll pick you up at 8."

That was a year ago, you had been going steady with Stu for the last few months. He really surprised you on that first date, picking you up in his dad's car, he took you to a nearby diner before dropping you off home. Not asking for more. After spending a night with him you noticed how charming he really was.

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Stu was hardly the romantic type, for your second date he drove you to 'his spot.' A secluded area, just off the highway, overlooking the water. You could only imagine how many other girls he'd taken to the exact same spot, Stu constantly reassuring you that you were special and he'd never taken anyone else there. One thing lead to another and your clothes had been abandoned and the two of you had found your way to the backseat.

He redeemed himself the next day by bringing you flowers he stole from the neighbours front yard on the way to school. A bright bunch of every colour you could imagine.

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He loved to cuddle, on the occasion you would spend a night with Stu he was attached to your hip like glue, spooning you all night. One hand in your hair and the other holding yours; making sure you wouldn't leave him. It felt comfortable, it felt right.

Stu was generous in bed, always making you finish first and hard. Giving you all you could want. It was impressive.

In the mornings he would make every excuse not to leave. Holding you tightly to him in bed, begging for a shower together or breakfast. Sprinkling your face and neck with gentle kisses, whispering pleas in your ear, until you caved and it made the both of you late for school.

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At school Stu constantly flirted with other girls, promising you that he was just being friendly but you saw the way he would wrap his arm around those girls. It made your heart sting but also encouraged you to stay. Toxically, you wanted so badly to be the girl that changes him. His best friend, Billy Loomis assuring you that Stu was in love with you.

You weren't fond of Billy. He made you uncomfortable, but he and Stu were attached at the hip. Uncomfortably close. You never knew what it was specifically but you knew deep down Billy Loomis was bad news.

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It was no secret Stu loved horror movies, he was horrified when he found you hadn't seen all of the halloween films. Making it his mission to show you all of his favourite horror movies. You enjoyed spending time with him, curled up on the couch together, but god forbid you took your attention away for even a second - Stu would be rewinding the film to show you what you had missed! "See, see here! See how the killer is just around the corner, they've all let there guard down and -" Stu grips your head between his hands, forcing you to look at the tv screen, excitedly rattling off what you were about to miss when you tried to kiss him. You giggled, sure it was a bit strange but everyone has their passions, right?

You loved wearing Stu's shirts and sweaters, the boy was so tall that his clothes engulfed you. They felt warm and smelt like musk and firewood. Stu would always grin proudly, stating that they look better when you wear them.

Stu would bring you gifts every now and again, necklaces, sweets, lipstick - all stolen of course. But it was the thought that counted. He would leave them in your locker or slip them into your pockets with a sly smile and a wink.

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Stu thew the wildest and best parties. Having one of the biggest houses and often absent parents was a deadly combination as a teenager. Almost every month he would host a huge party, inviting everyone he could think of, but even with 100s of people vying for his attention he would always come and find you. Making sure to steal you away for a few minutes of alone time. Stu always knew how to make you feel special and wanted.

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Everything with Stu felt like it was going well, you thought you had finally changed the bad boy player into a somewhat respectable boyfriend. That was until everyone around you started dying. When you heard the news of Casey Becker and Steve Orth being murdered you confided in Stu that you were meant to see Casey that night but had to stay home to study. You sobbed into his chest, mumbling about how you could've been there to help. This was the moment you first noticed it. Stu didn't care. As you cried, he rubbed your back softly but looked as though his mind was elsewhere. "I'm sorry. " You sniffled, "this isn't just about me, are you okay? I know you were friends with her too." He stiffened. "Okay? I'm fine, the bitch got what was coming to her." You were shocked, you knew they had dated but you didn't think it was that serious and besides Casey was dead, how could Stu be that horrible.

As more of your friends were killed you started to notice something change in your boyfriend. He was distant and started to hang around Tatum more often, only coming to see you during class. Even after you broke up with Stu it was only after he died you learnt the truth about who he really was.

[cookie-gal]

Another mini chapter of The Emasculated King (my EPIC AU)

Painful torture..

The 9 year old child ran as fast as they could followed his dad's pained cries but it was too late. The giant to room to the dining room was locked

"N-no..no OH NO FATHER!!"

Scared and sad tears fell out of Telemachus' big sad eyes. He put his ear on the door to only hear the sounds of their dad's whimpers and pleads

"MS. CALYPSO PLEASE LET HIM GO!! WHY... WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO HIM!! FATHER'S A GOOD MAN!!"

They repeatedly banged their little hands on the door but no response nor, did anything change the only thing that did change were the tortured cries seemingly getting louder

"PLEASE MS. CALYPSO! I can hear him whimpering.... And crying! Please! P-PLEASE WHATEVER, YOU'RE DOING TO HIM PLEASE, TAKE ME INSTEAD!! FATHER DOESN'T DESERVE, THIS CONSTANT PAIN AND TORTURE! PLEASE... Please...!"

Hours pass by as Telemachus eventually fell asleep at the door getting exhausted, from hitting the door and repeatedly pleading and yelling and crying

The atmosphere didn't really feel as intense as it did it before it felt calm and quiet almost peaceful but not quite. Telemachus wakes up to the sight of seeing the dining room door wide open.

The room was empty, messy like a huge struggle happened but still empty no father in sight though

"Dad, where are you? Where did you go? Did.. did they take you somewhere..?"

His question were immediately answered by a small stained noticeable blood trail. Telemachus' heart dropped, at each step thinking the worse. They eventually were lead to the bathroom

"Dad, dad are you in there? Can you hear me?"

Telemachus called out gently knocking on the door

Odysseus couldn't stop shaking, as he stared at his new scars. There was so much blood, his hands were aching when he was struggling to get out of the suitress' grasps and never succeeding in the end frustrated him so much.

No don't cry! DON'T CRY, DON'T..!

"N-no.. NO! WHY AM- Ahh.."

Cold and pathetic tears stream down his face

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You... You're supposed to be a man, men aren't supposed to cry so much! So then, why are you crying so much DAMNIT! WHY ARE YOU SO PATHETIC!!

Why... Why are you so weak--

A sudden shake up feeling snapped Odysseus out of his imprisoned mind

"T-Telemachus?"

He softly responded voice slightly shaking

The young prince slowly approaches the sad king, not trying to startle him almost like a animal

"No! Please...!"

Odysseus flinches at the sight of Telemachus reaching out their hand out towards him.

"Dad, it's me.. It's okay those mean women and Ms. Calypso are gone. Atleast for now."

"No...no please don't hurt me!"

"Dad please, snap out of it! It's okay honest!"

STOP PANICKING YOU IDIOT STOP--

A quick caressed of his head make a sudden nice n warmth feeling interrupts the thoughts and make them stop

"Father it.. it's okay I'm here for you. I'm sorry for not saving you from those awful women that constantly hurt you I tried open the door but I couldn't! And then I eventually exhausted myself and passed out. I'm so sorry..!"

"T-Telemachus...I-"

Telemachus hugs Odysseus making the warm feeling stronger inside him. Odysseus not being able, to find the right words hugs the sad child back. His scars were still aching within the contact of the warm embrace but he didn't care he..felt safe again

[11queensupreme11]

I honestly haven't fully figured it out yet and I don't know what I might come up with going forward, but for now I thought it would be really funny if she was a pjo!verse mortal because

You know all those times Percy became a world famous terrorist? Yes. MC has heard about them and even though Percy was innocent in the end the mist makes the story so vague and disjointed in an attempt to cover up the mythological stuff. Because of this, she is much more worried about Percy in the beginning and sees her as a ticking time bomb, constantly recalling all the times there has been a new explosion involving Percilla Jackson on the news. Оf course, in the end it will be clear that Percy is not the danger that should be worried about, even the complete opposite. But I'm going to try to stretch this subplot as much as possible because the MISUNDERSTANDING LMFAO.

We can get a different perspective on the events that happened in pjo (like the Battle of Manhattan) through the eyes of ordinary people and how it inpacted their lives.

Regarding the crumbling soul issue, I want to explore the difference between Percilla, who learns from a young age what curses and problems it means to be a god, and MC, who is only aware of an idealized perfect version of immortality. It will take her a while before she realizes their true nature, but will it be too late and she will already be one of them? 😏

Also this story will be my way of trying to find the answer to why the Bisford dragged them there lmaoo. (I probably won't contrive anything, but the important thing is to try 😂)

I think the fear and awe she has of Percy in the beginning while thinking of her as a terrorist 😭 will appease the yans enough to see her for what she is which is just an annoying pet who will die in a few decades (which is like a few months to them lol) and until then they'll just put up with her and keep her alive because if that's what Percy wants..well who are they to say no?

Poor Percy in the beginning when she just wants to be her friend and will wonder why MC can't just trust her when she's doing everything she can to help her survive. Eventually they'll figure things out and laugh later, but until then the only ones laughing are us watching the ridiculous situations they get into 😂😂

(and the idea of ​​ariel saving her from drowning is so good omg. if it's ok can i use it somewhere in the story?🥺❤️ )

hold the fuck up THAT'S GENIUS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

MC THINKING PERCY'S A TERRORIST????? hold on this totally reminds me of this super long-winded tumblr post someone made a long time ago about mortals recognizing percy because of his "crimes" and then doing some internet-sleuthing and discovering other sus kids like annabeth, nico, leo, jason and thalia, hazel, etc. 😭😭😭

i truly hope you manage to find a way to stretch out that subplot cuz that's hilarious 😭😭😭 mc being afraid of PERCY when she's actually the most decent person in that entire universe afajshfvahf 💀💀💀 and poor percy just being like "why human no like me 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺" throughout it all like a sad puppy 😂

AND A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE ABOUT THE PJO EVENTS???? mc was there to experience some of that chaos!? now you got me curious how old mc is. was she around the same age as percy??? how old would she be in the story now that some time has passed? or are you gonna put a time difference between the two universes (like hundreds of years have passed in ror verse, but back in pjo, percy's only been missing for like 5?). ooooh, is this set after hoo? what's the state of the pjo verse without percy there to stop gaea??? i'm so curious lol, dw you don't have to answer these

I ALSO LOVE THE DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVES OF IMMORTALITY/GODHOOD. it is very normal for people to like the thought of immortality/godhood because they have a rose tinted view of it. ppl don't immediately think of the downsides like "omg i'm gonna leave my family behind forever, i can't get attached to other mortals cuz they'll die while i live on, can i really handle all of this???" cuz the whole "be beautiful looking and perfect forever, have unlimited power, control the universe!!!!!" part of godhood would sound sooooo good to ppl.

it reminds me of twilight tbh LMAO. like how bella loved the thought of becoming a vampire, so she could be beautiful, live forever, and be with edward whereas rosalie had a more realistic view of it because she knew the downsides. mc would be like bella and percy would be like rosalie in a way lol (which actually kinda fits cuz the immortality was forced onto both of them. rosalie was also turned to be a potential mate for edward, similarly how percy was turned due to the obsessions of her 7 yan hubbies 💀). ngl, i'm hyped for the misunderstanding trope cuz that's hilarious, but i'm looking forward to this part of the most!

AND YES YOU MAY USE THE "ariel saving mc from drowning" IDEA!!! 💖💖

[hurtspideyparker]

ur so right bestie, doing the good work 🙏

mirrorball for Tony Stark means you actually understand his character yesss. Like he acts arrogant because he's the most insecure man in Marvel! He secretly tries so hard to be liked and it never works so he just hides bc he'd rather they hate someone he isn't than someone he is. All he does is TRY TRY TRY. The fact that his death was not only foreshadowed from the first Avengers movie but constantly alluded to. How the worst part about the vision Wanda gave him in AOU wasn't that his friends died, it was that he didn't die with them? He's never enough, my pookie 😭

right where you left me for Strange. I'm not a huge Strange fan but now you got me feeling sad, it's such a perfect song choice. Like damn maybe I do feel bad about him and Christine 😞. Plus the fact that his whole life stopped when he lost control of his hands, meanwhile everyone else's kept going. Everything he cared about was tied to being a surgeon

HOW DARE U! The Prophecy is so near and dear to me I can't believe you'd place this burden on Clinton. He really just could not have it all no matter what. He tried to change his fate but his grip was too weak. "no sign of soulmates" AND NAT IS THE SOUL STONE. thanks now I'll cry everytime I hear that line ✌️

I see what you've done for Bucky Barnes. I see it, and it's too perfect. "Fighting in only your army" when all he does is go to war to fight beside a man who leaves him. "Always rising from the ashes" the way he LITERALLY falls as well as metaphorically before being forced to rise again and again. My man needs to rest. They are constantly torn apart and pulled back together, Bucky is barely a full person anymore.

Natasha as Peace spending her existence fighting for her life, and then trying to scrub herself clean of all the life she took. She joins all these great honourable heroes to try to live up to something good for a change but all she sees in herself is her past. Feeling like she's tainting them by associating with them. Feeling as if she's never done enough good to make up for it. I could never give you peace—to Clint, to her family, to the world that believes in her. She'll die trying, burn out her flame to keep you warm. "Your integrity makes me seem small, you paint dreamscapes on the walls" Steve and Tony. The believer and the futurist. "All these people think love's for show, but I would die for you in secret" and she did. she loved Clint so much, he gave her the peace she wasn't able to return until the end

loml for Peter Parker is easy pickings I won't even entertain this. In every universe man. EVERY UNIVERSE Peter Parker loses Gwen Stacy. He knew he wasn't supposed to go near her, and yet 😞

Long Live for my precious baby boy 😭💖 I fear I've never thought of this and now I'm jealous of ur brain. I really needed this. He is the golden boy and so many people were rooting for him. Tony, May, MJ, Ned, Happy... the way he used to be filled with such light and eagerness. He glows in my eyes

My girl Yelena deserves this song so bad. Would've Could've Should've is one of the most scathing and despairing songs a girl could relate to. And obviously it fits Dreykov, that freak, but also Alexei. The way he handed that 6 year old over when all she knew was safety and love under him. They took everything from her and now all she can think about are the years without free will forever haunting her because grown men thought she made a good commodity

I've never thought of a song for Pepper but Cornelia Street is a beautiful selection. Tony was such a rocky choice for her but it was the right choice, and she never knew when it would be his last time putting on that suit. The city screams his name, her work her life her daughter her everything. It was all his once too.

Loki How Did It End is so not cool. He wasn't supposed to have an end, and yet here he is. Genuinely gone this time. "A touch that was my birthright became foreign" that hurts so much knowing that his entire life seemed to be a lie to him. He would never get the throne, or their love, or out of Thor's shadow because it was never his to be in the first place. How did he get here, willing to die for Thor? To not have a way out this time? Come one come all is happening again. But he still doesn't know how it was really the end this time.

My tears ricochet is really just the icing on the cake huh. "We gather stones... you know I didn't want to have to haunt you" when they pair that with the time travel scenes and then Natasha's. Gutted. "I can go anywhere I want, anywhere I want just not home" and the home is 2012-2015 domestic Avengers 😭😭😭 noooo. The way so many relationships were broken and they all had to come together in the end because the trust never fully went away.

Here's some of my personal Taylor Swift marvel comparisons:

Fresh Out The Slammer as a Bucky anthem. "Bitter, he was with her in dreams" Endgame Steve when I catch you 😠👊 "I'm the girl of his American dreams" Steve the American icon and his great sidekick Bucky! "where we used to sit on children's swings" nuff said... "but it's gonna be alright, I did my time". Bucky's been a prisoner for decades. Now that he's free he can finally live a normal life with Steve right? right???

Tolerate it as Homecoming Peter Parker (irondad). Peter as NWH Peter Parker (lol). But it's sooo Spideychelle coded "said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me"

My Boy Only Breaks His Favourite Toys as Steve Rogers. EVERYONE HE LOVES HE HURTS. Bucky Tony Natasha Peggy. All his closest friends and/or lovers. He stays till they get all smashed up then picks up the next shiny thing (I love Steve but it's true)

For a little fun and whimsy: I Did Something Bad for Loki. Plus "they're burning all the witches even if you aren't one" how he's always teased and blamed growing up. Then growing to embrace the mischief and deciding to truly be at the center of all the problems, even when they weren't his to begin with. "They say I did something bad but why's it feel so good ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ mortals 🙄"

Thor as Castles Crumbling. Everyone believed he was the next great king, including, most importantly, himself. Then seeing him slowly abandoning Asgard for Earth, then losing it to Hela, and finally having Thanos tear it to pieces. He completely gave up being king and passed it off to Valkyrie. "They used to cheer when they saw my face now I fear I have fallen from grace" "I will just let you down you don't wanna know me now" "I held that grudge til' it tore me apart" "my foes and friends watch my rein end" still mad about how they made Thor's depression and weight gain into a comedy bit.

Wanda as mad woman. Girl is literally the witch on the stake every movie 😭 first the Stark bomb drives her mad, Ultron torments her, then it's the media terrified of her because she couldn't control the bomb someone else set off, the loss of Vision due to Thanos, the entire Westview incident and her children... she does bad things but every single time it's because she was hurt so deeply first. she's just crashing out !!! "what a shame she went mad, you made her like that"

marvel characters as taylor swift songs but i take no critiques

tony stark:

stephen strange:

clint barton:

bucky barnes:

natasha romanoff:

peter parker (andrew)

peter parker (tom)

yelena belova:

pepper potts:

loki:

[helltigon]

alright au I wanna deposit:

Angel ( in his 30s) and so fucking tired has accidentally adopted Cherri (20s) and Crymini (19) as his surrogate sisters

[deathlygristly]

How do you know if you're a bad person or not? I'm pretty sure I'm a bad person but the spousal person says I'm not.

Context: Someone got mad at me for saying Love Next Door was for neurotypical people, so saying and thinking that was wrong and bad.

[im2tired4usernames]

Ugh I was excited for today until I found out I'd have to spend it with people that actively make me hate being alive hate the future and drain me off all energy physically mentally spiritually like a vampire I can't stand to be around her she is the definition of stupidity and even then that's generous as fuck this bitch has filled her brain with so much garbage I watch her brain cells die at alarming rates every single time she uses her vocal cords her giggles make me want to jam a sewing needle into my ear repeatedly so I can never have to hear it again its a friendly reminder that my parents decisions this time my dad's constantly makes me want to die

[skiagraphe0]

Genuinely, this makes me wonder what the point was. Since fics involving both Caps or in the continuity that leads to both are going to happen so constantly, that'll lead to people using both tags. Which means this hasn't solved anything. In no way has this been made less ambiguous.

It would've been much easier and clearer to title them First Captain America (MCU) and Second Captain America (MCU) instead. That lets me know it's MCU, lets me know which Cap I'm getting, and doesn't use the actors' names. I don't really think of the characters as their actors. I think of the characters as themselves. One is, in every continuity, the first Captain America. One is, in most continuities, the second.

It wouldn't stop the change from being doomed to have the same problem a lot of MCU fandom tags have, where things are tagged because they're in the same continuity as each other or canon with each other. But it would feel less weird to me as someone who thinks of the characters and actors as nearly unrelated things.

I don't agree with all of what EOTWR says but I second their question of, "Who asked for this?" No, really, even if people did ask for the tag to be split, and if we all agree a split is needed - which I'm not super sure on or against, tbh - who on Earth said, "actors' names! That's the way to split them!"? This is MCU, not RPF.

I'm trying not to be negative, but it does feel like a bad call. They may want to consider a less clunky-sounding option.

Did you hear about end-otw-racism being mad at the changes to Captain America fandom tags?

https://end-otw-racism.tumblr.com/post/774775595613782016/

I can't tell if they have ground to stand on and this decision really should be challenged, or if I just think their opposition to it sounds stupid because I'm used to thinking of them as silly and impractical.

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I haven't paid attention to MCU in years... Oh my, they put Chris Evans' name as the identifier in the tag?

Why, tho? Who asked for this indeed?!

[criscura]

I wish I wasn't so exhausted and I could make more art.... I even planned out a whole prompt-a-day month for Saigenos/Genosai, TWICE, but the first time no one seemed like they could participate when I asked about it, and the second time I friggin lost the damned plan. I could remake it a third time, but I just....I don't know.

I've been really struggling to get along for a while, and I think if it didn't hit it off--or even if I just got really productive and it seemed like I was reaching crickets--I'd be so incredibly discouraged that it would bring me down even further. It usually takes my stuff a few months to a year to get reach, and that really doesn't do anything for me when I need the support immediately.

It's not that I don't have a billion ideas for so many different things, but my battery has been taking longer and longer to charge up and it's been running out faster and faster, and it's been like this for....a year?? Ish?? Maybe longer, I don't know.

I wish I could just stop needing so much fucking time to bounce back.....

[camellia-thea]

initially this post had some commentary about interests right now. and then it turned into a ramble about personal healing in the tags. so the interest post is going separately.

[larryrickard]

i had a dream that i made little cards that say "THEY!" on them that i handed out to people at work who got my pronouns wrong, immediately after they got it wrong. and in smaller text (or on the back) it said "i don't want an apology, i want you to do better" or "don't say you're sorry, DO BETTER" and ..... i kind of want to do it. maybe i'll get some moo cards made lmao

various scenarios included:

me slamming it down on a desk in front of them.

instead i had stickers, would slowly peel one off while they watched, and stick it on it on them.

handing out a quarter sheet piece of paper based on the 'i caught being good' tags we'd get in kindergarten which said 'i got caught misgendering hallie/my coworker'. it would have their name and date on it and a giant 🙁 face. i had them as a pad of paper and would hold up a finger to say 'wait a second', dramatically pull it out of my back pocket, take my pen out of another pocket, slowly fill it out in front of them, and hand it to them while staring them in the eyes.

getting a whiteboard for the outer side of my cubicle wall that said '[days] since i was misgendred' (with a bonus by saying 'last offender: [name]'

i also dreamt that i got into trouble for it because i was making people feel bad and was 'creating a hostile work environment'. i was just like.... okay and how do you think i feel? and my boss shut up real fuckin quick. dunno if that would be the case irl but if that does happen i can only dream.

[constellationcrowned]

((I want everyone to keep something in mind in regards to this blog and this is going to sound like a general, common sense post (and in a way it is) but it's also hi I'm in your house, whispering into your ear, telling you to call ga//amestop and ask them if they have bat//tleto//ads---, blah blah, basically it's personal too:

With me, regardless of blog or content, both communication and engagement go hand in hand. Communication and engagement needs to go both ways.

I love posting and reblogging memes and calls and will continue to do so but you folks---old mutual or new mutual doesn't matter---need to take the initiative yourself sometimes too. Be enthusiastic. Be spontaneous. Be proactive. I don't want to ask people to write with me all of the damn time nor do I want to chase after people all of the time because if I have to do that constantly over and over again it starts feeling incredibly one sided even when it isn't (because ofc people have lives, specific interests, anxiety, and whatever else which are all things that I deal with myself and I understand how that can stop someone from doing something, but that's how it feels especially over an extended period of time) and I don't need to explain how disheartening and draining that can be.

My seeming to interact with only one person---and for both of my blogs it's @magioffire and we all know that---it's not because we're being stuck up, elitist or whatever inane and incorrect term people want to throw at our feet it's because we engage and communicate. The give and take between us (both from an ic and ooc standpoint) never feels imbalanced or even transactional (I really hate using that word but, again I gotta stress this, that's how this makes me feel) and I have never felt like I needed to chase them down for an interaction or had to fight for a scrap of their time---which feels like a feat bc Blair has a lot of people scrambling at their door---and I cannot tell you how huge that is. That sounds like a huge sweeping thing to say, I know, but I mean it in all of the little ways too. I could post some stupid bullshit on here; not a starter or a meme just a little random muse thought or observation, and 100% of the time here comes Blair telling me what they think or adding on to it or just...whatever. They're here for both me and my muses for the big and small things, whenever I've asked and, more often than not, when I haven't (or couldn't) and that's incredibly important. It's that kind of stuff that makes what we have special and that's putting it super lightly. And yes, our relationship both as friends and as writers has developed over a long time, and we did click immediately that's true, but there's never been any doubt to cast upon the work and effort both of us have put forth.

And this post isn't to say that I'm demanding constant or immediate attention from you all---because, again, we all have lives, health issues, etc, etc, and all of that takes precedence over a hobby as I've said before and will say again and again---but....put some effort into it when you have the capability. Yes, like the calls that I post or send a meme in, absolutely, but also message me on your own and ask a question or shoot a muse a random prompt or just @ me in a post. Show me some enthusiasm and engagement on your end because right now it feels like I'm doing all the work all of the time and that's tiring. I'm tired of handing stuff to people all of the time---I'll keep doing it, obviously, because I need and want to engage on my end and love throwing stuff at people and providing opportunities---all I'm asking for is understanding and reciprocation.

If you can't reciprocate for whatever reason? Tell me.

If you're unsure about something, no matter what that something is? Tell me.

If you need help or even a specific kind of accommodation in order for us to start interacting or continue interacting? Tell me.

Don't just assume that I don't want to write with you or that you can't ask me for things. Don't assume that I'm being a snob or whatever else just because I seem to be paying attention to a certain mun full time because do you know what that actually is? That's friendship. That's effort. That's me giving back what I've been given. That's me reciprocating the enthusiasm, love and creativity that I've been handed, nothing more. There's nothing unobtainable or gatekeep-y about that either, you just need to be earnest and forthcoming with me and I can assure you that I'll return the favor in kind.))

[purplesaline]

Actually you know what

I was gonna leave all this in the tags but I need to bring this bit here.

Hirsch's criticism of the Unicorn not being grateful for the "help" he gave her is far, far too much like the criticism disabled folks get when some "well-meaning" stranger "helps" them without stopping to ask if the help is even needed. I know people in wheelchairs that have been pushed somewhere they didn't want to go because someone just assumed they wanted to.

I'm not even blind but because I had a service dog a cashier assumed I was and grabbed my hand to move it to the pin pad when I was paying with my debit card! I have PTSD as a result of interpersonal trauma. A random stranger grabbing me like that could have gone SO wrong.

And if we get, rightfully, angry about being "helped" rather than expressing gratitude we're accused of being rude and unappreciative. It doesn't matter that the help wasn't asked for and wasn't even about US in the first place, just like the Wizard helping the Unicorn wasn't about her.

Following the author of The Last Unicorn on Facebook is the only thing that makes being on that site worthwhile.

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