#and even if she knew he was Invincible it doesn't change that he's continuing to hide something from her

[5nake-eater]

PLEASE let Amber be treated respectfully in Invincible season 2. The way the fandom jumped at her throat and called her the worst character for breaking up with her boyfriend because he wasn't being honest with her, and the fact that Mark ends up with Eve in the comics so they'll almost certainly break up again...Amber get behind me

[xjulixred45x]

I know I have to work on the requests, but I have to get this out of my head because now I have a rediscovered love for Invincible, bear with it.

(SOMETHING LIKE A CONTINUATION OF THIS)

SOME SITUATIONS WITH YANDERE AU MARK GRAYSON/INVINCIBLE

okay, I can definitely see that you two were a couple or at least liked each other before everything went to hell.

and although you were fine with Mark at that time, when he was being convinced to join the Viltrum empire, he was somewhat seeking your approval. although using very vague assumptions, such as "would you accept an alien race if it meant world peace?" "or if that would help with the development of medicine?" You know, like what Nolan wanted to do at the beginning with Mark. and obviously since you didn't have the context you said yes without hesitation, further fueling Mark's crazy ideas.

I may not have made it very clear in the first part, but you and Nolan definitely don't get along. I mean, he's nice to you in a way, but he treats you like a little kid who needs discipline, so he tries to push Mark into that. Not only that, but you also indirectly blame him for the sudden change in Mark's personality, you know that if Nolan hadn't gotten him into that shit, he wouldn't have so much blood on his hands. The Mark you knew wasn't like that. HE WASNT.

The main reason this Mark doesn't feel angry because of your traditional escape attempts or why he's so soft is because of something our Invincible doesn't usually have, and that's his ARROGANCE. This Mark does not believe that you are capable of running away from him, you are not capable of defending yourself from him, you are not capable of harming him and above all you are not capable of HATE HIM, because he sees you as a soft creature, who should be treated as such because you are confused.

He is delusional, SpongeBob and Squidward level of Delusional. You could perfectly tell him that you hate him, that he's the worst thing that happened to you in your life... and he thinks it's reverse psychology.

"fuck you"

"Is that an invitation?😚"

"I hate you"

"I love you too babe🥰"

"If we were trapped on a desert island I wouldn't hesitate for a second to make a raft with your limbs"

"Silly you, I would take you out flying😘"

Do you see what I'm saying? For the same reason, if you end up hurting him, he would be proud that now you can definitely defend yourself from the Revolutionaries who "kidnap you every now and then" (it's you on the run). dang it, if you hurt him probably even NOLAN would compliment you for doing it despite being "so weak" and would completely approve of you.

(I can already imagine you with a wedding dress and a bouquet of knives...you want to throw it at Mark...in the face)

I think the most Mark does to scare you into escape scenarios is to threaten to throw you and not catch you next time, that's the best he goes. He can't stand the idea of leaving you paralyzed because it would be very boring and sad to see only a shell of you.

He wouldn't kill Eve, but he would never hurt you...physically. Did you see that in the end in their universe they manage to imprison him and get rid of Omniman? you totally didn't let go of Fem! Cecil(Cecilia?) all the way to her base and thanking her with all your heart and tears. Cecilia comforted you awkwardly, but she understood that you must have definitely had a hard time with Mark.

Meanwhile, with Mark already locked up, even if the world is a bit messed up, you can breathe easy for the first time in years, you can leave the base without fear of what happens to the people around you, you can eat without a problem, you can CHAT with people! it's magic! It's like you don't even remember anything before Mark! out of pure fear!

Meanwhile, Mark in prison always asks about you AT LEAST once a day, even if they give him proof that you are WELL and HEALTHY, he just doesn't believe it and DEMANDS to see you to prove it, which they obviously deny him and only makes him think that even more. The guy thinks you must be dying of hunger and cold or being eaten by collotes while you live your best life🤣

"MY POOR BABE! She must be so confused and scared without me! How do I know they're not torturing her for information!? She must be so worried because we're not getting home!" and it goes on and on... meanwhile Darling: "happy~ happy~happy~" "OHHHOOOhhOO, I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY!"

For now that's all. I hope the Viltrum empire doesn't come to shit on Darling's happiness☠️

[hobiebrownismygod]

Rising - 1610!Miles Morales x Fem!Reader

~3.1k words

Synopsis: Miles knew he would have to battle with his guilt from his Uncle Aaron's death, but he never expected to get involved with the Prowler again. This time, the Prowler returns with a new face.

TW: Death, Mention of Murder & Robbery

A/N: Reader doesn't have a specified race. I talk about Reader's eyes a little bit, but nothing is specified other than them being pretty <3

Edit: Based off prompt by @homiesondaweb go check them out

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10:36 A.M. Aaron Davis's Funeral - Miles' POV __________________________________________________

"Thank you for coming." Miles watched as his mom quietly whispered her thanks to the numerous family members approaching them with their kind words and back pats. He forced a smile as a woman he didn't even know cupped his face in her hands, her condolences barely audible over the loud murmurs of the rest of the funeral crowd. The cold Brooklyn breeze sent shivers down his spine, his thin suit coat doing little to prevent the goosebumps from rapidly spreading across his skin.

It was a gloomy day, dark clouds on the horizon blocking the sun, the inevitable chance of pouring rainfall growing closer and closer as the wind pushed the overcast towards the funeral service. It had been exactly one week and two days since his Uncle Aaron's sudden death. The cops, well Miles' dad Jeff, had done a good job covering up his uncle's involvement in the collider sequence that generated the tens of tiny earthquakes, shaking New York to its core and leading to thousands worth of property damage. It was as if the Prowler had never existed. They said that his uncle died during one of the earthquakes, trapped under the rubble while trying to help evacuate a neighborhood but Miles knew better.

He knew the truth. He knew that his uncle wasn't a good guy. He knew that he'd been working with Kingpin. He knew about the Sinister Six. But worse than all the rest, he knew that it was his fault his uncle was dead. Because if he hadn't been bit by that damn spider, Aaron Davis would still be alive.

"Dear friends and family, we gather here today in grief and love to remember the life of Aaron Davis and to support one another during this difficult time. As we come together, let us take a moment to offer a prayer of comfort, healing, and strength..."

It was starting. Miles quickly took a seat next to his mom who was silently dabbing the corner of her eye with a small, white napkin. She put her hand on top of Miles' squeezing gently and shooting him a slight smile before they both turned their heads to look back over at his father, who was approaching the podium to give his farewell speech. Miles watched as his father pulled out what looked like a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, looked at it for a moment, and then shoved it back in with a sigh. He placed his hands on both sides of the microphone, eliciting a small, high-pitched screech, evoking subtle winces among the crowd.

His dad cleared his throat, and began to speak, his voice wavering slightly with every change in tone. It was hard for him, probably harder than it was for Miles. Miles couldn't help but feel a little proud of his dad for being able to stand up there and talk about the man that they'd lost, because he knew that if he himself tried to go up there, he'd break down and never be able to build himself back up again.

"Aaron was my baby brother. But more than that, he was my best friend." His dad chuckled slightly, memories flooding his mind as he continued, "I remember when we were young, how the two of us would go out causing trouble like we were invincible. Like nothing could break us..."

As Miles's focus slowly wavered, he felt his father's voice becoming more and more muffled. Miles' mind was overwhelmed by unwelcome thoughts, flooding his senses and making his swallowing sharper and his eyes heavier. If I hadn't been bit...would he still be here today? He closed his eyes quickly, to prevent himself from breaking down right there, swallowing back his tears before opening them again and looking back at his father. If I hadn't been followed...would he have survived?

If I'd shook him off my path that day, he would've never realized that I was going to Aunt May's house. And he wouldn't have caught me. And I wouldn't have taken my mask off. And he wouldn't have been shot.

Miles heard clapping and opened his eyes again, forcing a smile onto his face and clapping along with everyone else while his dad sat down in the seat next to him. Another person went up to the stand, someone Miles didn't know. As the person began to talk, Miles felt his mind wandering again, back to those horrible, horrible thoughts. But there was a hint of truth behind them, wasn't there? If I hadn't-

He felt a tingling sensation in his body, the hairs on his arms standing up and a weird, almost nauseating feeling entering the front of his forehead. His spider-sense. It was detecting something.

He subtly turned his head to the side, where the sense was telling him to look. His eyes scanned over his surroundings, taking in the faces of all the people there, most of whom he'd never met before. Many of them were relatives on his dad's side, people who he didn't meet often because of his dad's messy relationship with his parents. He'd never told Miles why exactly he never got to meet his grandparents, but Miles knew not to ask. Family issues were difficult.

His eyes landed on a pair of people, one larger than the other. They were both covered from head to toe in funeral attire, the larger one wearing a black suit and the smaller one, probably a young girl, wearing a simple black dress. They looked just like everyone else, except for the fact that they were wearing face-masks to cover their faces, something you didn't often see at a funeral. It was as if they were trying to hide something.

Miles continued to stare at the pair, gears turning in his brain as he tried to see if he could recognize them. Despite not being able to see their expressions, they looked solemn. His spider-sense began to die down and he decided it must've been a fluke, but even then he couldn't help but continue to gaze at them. Especially at the girl. He was mesmerized. He couldn't even see her face, but he felt some kind of weird connection. Like he knew her from somewhere. Or she knew him.

Suddenly, her eyes darted towards him. He immediately looked away, feeling his face turn hot as he pursed his lips together, looking down and fidgeting with his fingers. His spider-sense went off like crazy and he could feel her hard stare boring into his skull, those entrancing eyes glaring right at him. He stayed like that for a few minutes, barely even breathing as he waited for her to look away. When she did, he looked back more subtly this time, and then looked back at the stand with a newfound sense of focus.

"Aaron Davis was a good man who died a hero's death. May his soul Rest In Peace for all eternity..."

Another person who must've been close to Miles' uncle was talking, preaching about how perfect he was. Miles couldn't help but wonder...if only they knew. His uncle was a hero, but not for the reasons everyone else believed. He'd saved Miles. But Miles couldn't save him.

Eventually, after all the speeches finished, Miles stood up and walked with the crowd toward where his uncle's coffin would be buried. Everyone watched intently as the coffin was lowered into the ground and everyone stayed silent while they threw in their white roses and other flowers. Some were crying, some were sniffling, but Miles stayed quiet. He couldn't break down yet. Not here. Not in front of everyone.

Once everyone else was finished, Miles approached the coffin silently, a single sunflower in his hand. He raised his hand out toward the coffin, and let the sunflower fall down, catching on the wind and slowly drifting onto the top of the coffin. "Goodbye, Unc." He whispered, just loud enough for nobody else but him to hear. He felt red hot tears filling up his eyes as he stepped back from the grave. "I'll miss you."

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8 days earlier, 17 hours after Aaron Davis's death Your house - your POV __________________________________________________

"Hey kiddo."

You looked up as your father walked into your room, sitting down on the bed and watching you as you continued working on your newest project. Hover-shoes. They looked like normal shoes, but the soles were replaced with a strong magnet which would push you off the floor and help you hover for a little more than a few minutes. They would be useful if you ever needed to sneak around without making noise, because they'd prevent you from touching the ground.

You placed the shoe sole you'd been manipulating down and looked over at your father, eyebrow raised. He rarely delivered good news like this, so something must've happened.

"Hey? What's up?" You asked, slightly nervous as you watched him put his hand on the back of his neck before looking away from you. The guilty look on his face told you something was definitely wrong. You quieted your voice to a whisper before leaning toward him slightly. "Don't tell me...we've been compromised?" You asked, eyes wide with fear as your mind immediately went to the worst.

You and your father weren't the average duo. Actually, you were a lot more than average. Murder, espionage and robbery weren't father-daughter dates that were revered in modern society. But it was how you survived. It was really all you knew. You were just a little kid when you discovered what your father really did for a job, murdering and stealing for unknown bosses, a mercenary of some sorts. But unlike a normal child, you were excited. You weren't scared of your father's job, in fact, you wanted to be a part of it.

Your genius intellect might have had a hand in that reaction, considering you were never normal to begin with. Always the top of your class, always having to wait for the others to catch up, life was phenomenally boring for someone like you, so a bit of excitement never hurt. Your father's job also helped you build connections, connections with people most would be scared of. Except these connections did more for you than any fancy private school ever could. Learning from the best, although the public would consider them the worst. Being taught how to accomplish impossible feats. A life fit for a little Einstein.

"No, nothing like that" your father said quickly, waving off your fear that you'd been caught. The constant meetings between criminals in the apartment you stayed in would probably raise suspicion eventually, but for now the two of you were in the clear.

You leaned back in your chair, arms folded over your chest as you tilted your head at him. "Then what?" your breathing slowed down as your fright subsided, heart-beat back to a regular pace. Being a genius didn't prevent the occasional panic attack, although occasional could be considered an understatement. They happened often and randomly. You were never 100% safe when the chance of losing your ability to move and breathe was always on the corner. It was one of the reasons your father was so against you being out in the field. But you wanted to be there anyways, because after all, where's the fun in staying to the side?

"It's about...Aaron."

Your eyes widened as you leaned forward again, hands clasping in your lap. "What happened?" You asked quietly, dreading the response you'd receive. Aaron Davis was the Prowler. A revered member of the Sinister Six cartel. The mercenary of all mercenaries. Your role model. Your dad's best friend. Nothing could happen to your idol, the man who ate dinner at your table just three days ago. Nothing.

"He's dead."

You swallowed that sharp pain in your stomach back, blinking away the arrival of a tear in your eye. "What happened?" You repeated, voice a little bit harsher, tone a little bit colder.

"We're not sure. He was killed during his hunt for that kid. The new Spider-man." Your expression hardened. "Spider-man?"

Your father nodded solemnly. "We're trying to figure out who this kid is. The rest of the cartel wants him too. Aaron...we think he killed Aaron. Our cameras show him fleeing the crime scene."

You nodded back, folding your arms over you chest as you leaned back in your chair for a second time. You tilted your head so the back of it hit the top of your chair, before rolling it to the side, looking back at the pair of shoes you'd been working on. "So what's the plan then?

Your father stood up, putting his hands in his pockets before he approached you. "Before we go over the plan, I have something that might cheer you up, kid." You looked up at him, a little surprised. A present of some sort? Unlikely. Why would he bring it up after dropping something so heavy on you?

You stood up and followed him out, arriving in the living room where a medium-sized box sat on the couch. He leaned down and gently lifted it before handing it over to you. "Open it." he said with a nod.

You scrutinized his expression, trying to guess what might be in the box before you opened it. "What's this, then?"

"Just open it, (reader's name)."

You chuckled softly before removing the top of the box, peering inside curiously. A soft gasp escaped your lips, eyes watering at the sight of the present. Removing the top layer of tissue, you pulled out a mask.

The Prowler mask.

"He-he-did he-?"

"He left a voice message saying it was for you." Your father forced a smile at your expression. He was trying to support you, but he was obviously frightened at the idea of his daughter growing up so fast. Of his little girl turning into him.

"Thank you." you whispered, blinking back your tears. This gesture was almost too much. Your idol wanted you to carry on his legacy. It was almost poetic in a sense.

Your father nodded, putting his hand on your shoulder in a comforting way. "Lets talk about this plan, shall we?"

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7:50 A.M. - Monday Two days after the funeral - Miles POV

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"Mami, I'm gonna be late for school!" Miles said quickly, dodging another one of his mom's sloppy kisses before walking out the door. "Hey, un momento más! Dame un kiss first!" Miles groaned as his mom grabbed his face and placed another kiss on his cheek, but he couldn't help but smile at the gesture. She handed him his bag before walking back inside.

Miles was already late to school. He had 5 minutes until class started and it took 10 minutes for him to walk there. There was no way he'd be able to make it in time, unless...

ten minutes later

Miles arrived on top of the school building, panting slightly as he struggled to pull his school uniform over his head after three minutes of intense web-swinging. Swinging was almost as tiring as running, but Miles would never complain about how it felt to swing through the city as Spider-man. The adrenaline pumping through his veins, the exhilarating feeling of the cold wind slamming against the skin of his suit, speeding past cars and trucks, threading the needle between buildings and alleyways.

He was still going to be late, he realized as he tried to fix his tie while he ran through the hallways. He skid past the door he was supposed to enter and tripped, falling onto his face before he recovered and swung the door open, right as the bell rang.

The entirety of the class turned to look at him, the silence so loud you could hear it as he walked inside, beads of sweat still wetting his eyebrows. "Nice of you to join us, Mr. Morales." His physics teacher said with an eye roll, her voice barely drowning out the sound of his bright red Jordans squeaking across the floor while he attempted to sit down. "Nice of you to wait for me" he replied with a sheepish grin, setting his backpack down.

His teacher gave him a fake smile before gesturing for him to stand up. "Actually, I'm going to have you sit next to someone else for a little while." she said, eyeing the boy Miles had sat down next to. Ganke Lee shot her a sly grin back before subtly giving Miles a high-five under the seat.

"Back corner of the room. Quick, don't keep us waiting." Miles looked back at the area she was pointing at and shuffled toward the empty seat. He barely gave his new partner a glance before he sat down. He looked over at the person he'd have to share a table with and he let out an audible gasp.

Those eyes...

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Your POV

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You glanced over at him, eyes narrowing as you began to recognize him, scanning over his figure. An amused grin spread across your face as you watched him shut his mouth and turn away, obviously embarrassed at how loud he'd just been. You shook your head gently, a soft chuckle escaping your lips.

"Everyone pull out your textbooks and turn to page 76. Today we'll be learning about-"

Despite the teacher's ongoing lecture, you could feel his eyes on you, unmoving from your face. You bit the inside of your cheek, debating with yourself on whether or not you should ignore him. You decided to confront him, but before you could say anything-

"Hey. What's your name?"

You looked over at him, tucking a strand/lock of hair behind your ear as you did so.

"Y/N. You?" You tried your best to seem dry. You weren't here to make friends, but you couldn't help but shoot a smile at the sweet-looking boy next to you. He returned it, resting his face in his palm and leaning against the table as he watched you.

"I'm Mil-" his voice cracked slightly and he ducked his head in embarrassment, looking away. You stifled a laugh, covering your mouth with the back of your hand as you nodded at him. His face was a little flushed when he looked back at you. "Miles. Miles Morales."

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[kainagant]

Do you think they'll bring back lady nagant before the manga ends? I'm always wondering how her ending will be written tbh

....maybe? i'm not sure. i don't even like her middle that much, to be honest. her backstory and personality and design are top tier, but from the start i never liked how horikoshi handled her face heel turn. or just her arc in general.

the thing is that in the first place her siding with all for one was kind of clumsy. it's only revealed through deku's terms that her heart really wasn't in it, which shouldn't even be a surprise since it was well established that she is sick and tired of being a gun for hire, and i can't imagine that she'd be happy with capturing a minor and delivering him to be at a legendary supervillain's mercy. but again, this isn't portrayed very well.

and then her flip flop to siding with deku again also felt incredibly hamfisted. i can still justify why she would do that in my head, but just from what we see actually happen it doesn't make any sense why deku's speech towards her made a difference. overall i just think she deserved a much longer arc that delved deeper into her actual thoughts and feelings as she went through everything.

her appearance in the dark hero arc as the main antagonist made a lot of sense, but the execution was just terrible. because the dark hero arc followed the events of jaku city, when heroes were retiring left and right and public sentiment was at an all time low. none of this likely was a surprise to lady nagant. because she always knew that the idea of "peace" was a fragile illusion. you could even say that the symbol of peace was a fragile illusion, because he really was. people were allowed to live in ignorance of just how weak and flawed heroes could be. because people were never told that heroes were just human, and that they had the capacity to fail. rather, people were encouraged to rely on the invincibility of heroes, so overall very "i told you so" when that fragile illusion crumbled.

if they bring her back at all, i can probably only expect like. one or two panels cameo, epilogue style. even though i firmly believe that she deserves a lot more. i want to see her and hawks healing from their trauma, maybe even working together to reform or dismantle the hpsc. i want to see her watch hero society change in a way that ensures that heroes like her are not allowed to continue down the dark path she traveled, and when a bad apple slips through the cracks, that its not covered up. i want her to tell class 1-a "it's okay to be a human, before you're a hero" and i want her to yell at society "heroes are just human, and if you're not okay with that then fuck you". but i don't think we'll see much of this, realistically.

[allthingsfangirl101]

AFS Chapter 4: A Wake-Up Call and An Apology

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"What is wrong with you?!" Andrew yelled as he stormed into Joe's apartment.

"Me?" Joe laughed. "You're the one who barged in here, screaming like a madman."

"Do you realize that if you can't get Evelyn to agree to fake-date you, then you're going to lose everything?"

"Don't you think that's a little dramatic?" Joe scoffed.

"If you keep this up, no one will want to hire you. Face it, Joe. You're an asshole. Everyone knows it. Sooner or later, they aren't going to put up with your shit anymore."

"I still have fans," Joe shrugged.

"Barely," Andrew scoffed. "Joe, those fans of yours only watch you because they can't wait for your next blow-up. They're waiting to see you lose your shit. They don't care about you. They just want to watch your life fall apart."

Andrew shook his head, not knowing what else he could say to get it through Joe's head.

"Joe," he whispered, "you can't keep acting like this. I know you think you're invincible, but no one is. Not even Evelyn Jones."

"What do you mean?" Joe asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. He tried to act like he wasn't curious, but of course, he was. Evelyn was Hollywood's Princess. She was the strong, independent role model girls needed.

"When she first moved to Hollywood, Evelyn was an insecure, scared girl," Andrew explained.

"Yeah right," he scoffed. "Evelyn Jones was never insecure or scared."

"I've known Jane a long time," Andrew said. "When she first signed Evelyn, she was worried about getting her to open up. I told her that once Evelyn got her groove and people realized how great she was, she'd open up."

"Clearly she did," Joe mumbled. He cleared his throat and looked back up at Andrew.

"You gotta help me out, kid," Andrew sighed. "There isn't much more I can do for you."

Joe hesitated. Andrew's been with him since the very beginning. He didn't deserve this.

"You think Evelyn would agree if I apologized?"

Andrew's head snapped up. The way he studied Joe made him laugh. "You don't have to look so surprised."

"I'm just. . . I am," Andrew stuttered. "It's nice to have you back."

"Back?" Joe scoffed, trying to recover from his brief moment of weakness.

"Admit it," Andrew laughed. "You've changed over the years. For a few seconds, we had the old Joe Keery back."

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"You can wait for Evelyn right here," the PA slightly stuttered. "Evelyn just needs to shoot the scene one more time. She should be done in a couple of minutes.

"Thank you," Joe nodded. He shoved his hands into his pockets and watched Evelyn's scene.

Everyone was talking about this new movie. More so about Evelyn being in it. It's suspected to be one of the highest-grossing movies of the summer. Evelyn was staring in the new Disney movie, Cruella. Her fans knew she was going to be amazing and as he watched her in the scene, Joe knew she would be.

"Estella, it's been so long," Evelyn's costar Kirby said. "You know, I kept staring at you at the party and then it came to me. That's Estella from school.

"It's not Estella," Evelyn said in the most perfect accent. "That's the past. I'm Cruella."

Kirby gasped and slowly sat back in her seat. Evelyn leaned forward and said her next line. "So you go to parties and you take pictures and you print gossip? That's your job?"

"Yes, well," Kirby shrugged. "Not as fun as it sounds."

"Oh, it doesn't sound fun," Evelyn recited. "It sounds useful."

"Oh," Kirby said quietly. Someone walked by, making Evelyn scowl.

"I'd like to start my own label. Why don't we work together to create some buzz for this old rag that you continually fill with that old hag?"

Kirby let out a soft chuckle before saying, "You have that glint in your eye."

"What glint?" Evelyn smirked.

"Well, I'm starting to remember that you have a bit of an extreme side."

Evelyn laughed a spot-on Cruella laugh as she sat back. "Well, then you remember what fun that is? Now, I want you to help me tell them who I am."

"And cut! Ladies, that was perfect!" Craig Gillespie laughed and dramatically clapped his hands. "Let's break for lunch."

Joe suddenly got nervous and wiped his hands on his jeans as Evelyn started walking off-set. She froze when she looked up and saw him.

"What are you doing here?" Evelyn said simply.

"I wanted to talk about dinner the other night," Joe said, not feeling at all as confident in front of her as he did the other day. "Actually, I wanted to apologize for my behavior. You were right. About everything. I don't know why I. . ."

"Joe?" Evelyn hesitated to interrupt him. Joe instantly stopped talking. He cleared his throat as he gathered the courage to do what he had come to do.

"How about we go to lunch?" Joe asked. He smiled when she looked down at her Cruella-ness. He quickly added, "After you change, of course."

"Thank you," she smiled. "Give me fifteen minutes."

"Fifteen?" Joe asked with a small chuckle. He cleared his throat, internally scolding himself when he realized that could've come off as mocking.

"Well," Evelyn chuckled, "the wig is practically pinned to my head. I need help getting out of the clothes. And the make-up takes several minutes to get it completely off."

"Sometimes I'm really happy I'm a guy," Joe laughed.

"It's not always so bad," Evelyn shrugged. "As much as I hate them, it's fun to dress up for premieres."

"I agree," Joe said. When Evelyn laughed, his stomach did something weird. He didn't let himself think about it.

"I'll be out in just a minute," Evelyn said. "You okay to wait here?"

"Of course," Joe said. He couldn't help but feel relieved as Evelyn walked to her tailor. He was still unable to understand why she had agreed to go to lunch with him. Then again, it was expected.

As Joe waited for Evelyn, he rehearsed what he was going to say to her. Each one felt stupid. He shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Everything okay?" Evelyn asked, making Joe jump. "Didn't think I'd come back?"

"I just. . ." Joe stuttered. "I scare easy."

Joe cringed when that was the first thing that came to his mind.

"You do?" Evelyn chuckled. "Good to know."

She walked past him, sending him a teasing smirk. He cleared his throat and quickly caught up to her. They were silent as they walked through set. When they got to the parking lot, an older man in a suit walked up to Evelyn and nodded. Joe watched full of curiosity as he watched how she interacted with the man.

"Hi, Henry," Evelyn greeted him. "Joe, this is my driver and private security guard, Henry. Henry, this is Joe Keery."

"Sir," Henry nodded.

"He's very professional," Evelyn chuckled, "even though I told him he didn't have to be."

"My job is to protect you, Ms. Evelyn," Henry said simply.

"I can't get him to stop calling me Ms. either," Evelyn laughed. Henry opened the car door for them. As she got in, she saw the slight smile on Henry's face.

"Where would you like to go?" Henry asked as he got into the driver's seat.

Evelyn turned toward Joe and waited. He cleared his throat, realizing that it was his suggestion to go to lunch so he should've been the one to suggest a place.

"There's this cool sandwich place around the corner," Joe hesitantly suggested.

"Sounds great," Evelyn said simply.

"Awesome," Joe said, trying not to sound relieved. "Henry, it's on the corner of Parks Ave and Sunlight Drive."

"I know the place," Henry nodded.

As Henry drove them, the two had different thoughts. Evelyn's thoughts were about her work schedule. Joe's thoughts were on his last dinner with Evelyn and what he could possibly say to take back half of his asshole-ness.

"Would you like me to wait outside or wait for you to call for a pickup?" Henry asked.

"You know how much I hate making you wait outside," Evelyn sighed, mostly to herself.

"How about I go to that Thai food place just down the street?" Henry offered. "You can send me a text when you're done and I'll come back."

"Sounds good," Evelyn chuckled. Joe watched Evelyn interact with her driver/security guard. She was extremely kind and considerate to someone she paid. He couldn't remember the last time he was that kind to someone who worked for him.

Hell, he couldn't remember the last time he was that nice to Andrew.

"You ready?"

Joe looked outside, realizing they were at the restaurant. He cleared his throat and took off his seat belt.

"Ready," Joe said. He got out of the car but stopped.

He turned around and reached his hand out to help Evelyn out of the car. She's usually good at hiding her surprise, but this caught her off guard. She smiled as she accepted his help.

Joe led Evelyn inside, his hand gently on her back. She smiled when she noticed him switch to her other side, closest to the road.

This was new. For the both of them.

[joylinda-hawks]

What if I say it's karma? Would you believe me? WOH, episode 13, part 11. LQQ follows YQF and addresses him officially, explaining that meeting a ghost during the day means misfortune and she Beauty Ghost came here to inform him of death. LQQ turns around and looks straight into the face of his former lover. He officially calls him the leader, informing him that he will not see his wife's only son again. YQF is shocked and asks how his son died and violently grabbing her by the arms asks if she killed him. LQQ, calmed down, states that she wanted to do it, but didn't have time. YQF lowers her hands, and LQQ explains that the leader of Ghosts Valley personally saw his son die from the Soul Scroll Spell. YQF asks what kind of spell it is and asks if she means the Hanging Ghost spell. He states that it's Ghost Valley, but LQQ doesn't let him finish and says that there's something he doesn't know. She adds that the Ghost Valley of the Qingya Mountains has returned to Jianghu to capture Hanging Ghost who escaped from the valley. She also says that his son died from the spell of this spirit, so they have the same enemy. He adds that this is why she came here to inform him of his son's death, because it is better than remaining in ignorance for the rest of his life. YQF is distraught by this news and, grabbing LQQ by the hand, apologizes to her, explaining that he should not suspect her. He adds that he knows and no matter how the world changes, even if everyone in this world fails him, she will not hurt him. Then he says that he YQF, swears by the heavens, that if only she agrees, he will make it up to her. LQQ, hearing this, turns away from him and leaves without a word. YQF calls after her, but she does not react because she is also very emotional about this whole situation. In her mind, she says that the leader was right, that the sooner YQF dies, the sooner he will be reborn. She died in despair, so why can't she let this man go? If she knew that this would happen, she would have drank that Water from the River of Forgetfulness. Meanwhile, at night at the Inn under the Lucky Star, WKX and ZZS are playing a game. WKX is happy that ZZS lost the round and says it out loud so that ZZS can ask a question. WKX adds that it seems that this Invincible Hand of Jin, i.e. ZZS, was just a bluff. ZZS drinks a shot of alcohol. WKX continues to say that if he knew that ZZS was so bad, he wouldn't have suggested ZZS play "truth or dare". He adds that it looks like WKX is bullying ZZS. WKX tells ZZS to talk about whether he chooses truth or dare. ZZS replies that he chooses truth. WKX replies that it's okay and then he'll be serious. WKX says he'll ask ZZS a question and continues by saying that the weird guy at the restaurant said that ZZS was dying because of his own fault and asks if he was talking about ZZS's old injuries. ZZS asks WKX if that's his question. WKX says of course not and adds that he wants to know where your injuries came from and adds that the promise you make when drinking is like a military order. He adds that ZZS shouldn't be a pathetic asshole. ZZS smiles sadly and says that if he says it's karma will WKX believe him? WKX says no and says that he believes they are acting on behalf of heaven and if heaven doesn't punish the criminals, he will do it personally. LQQ leaves the YQF residence convinced that WKX was right and she was wrong. There is nothing between her and YQF anymore and there never will be. WKX starts a game with ZZS to find out the truth about ZZS's health, and ZZS decides that this is also a good time to ask WKX questions. They both know that they will have to tell the truth. As it turns out, ZZS is losing and not wanting to reveal his condition, WKX gives him vague answers. WKX really cares about ZZS's condition and wants to help him, but ZZS is not yet ready for help from WKX. In their scene together, it is clear that working on the set of ZZH and GJ is a lot of fun.

[cc-writesfor2dcharacters]

a/n: hi, love! i'm glad i helped you out just a little with my work! of course, it's both painful and really heartwarming writing this! so, i hope you enjoy this one again!!! <333

Mikey x F!Reader | Chifuyu x F!Reader

Manjiro Sano

He both loves and hates the fact that you could fight and you are in a gang.

He loves it because he knows you could protect yourself when he’s not around. Plus, your fiery personality is what drove him closer to you. He likes a challenge.

And, he hates it because he knows how dangerous the world of delinquents is. He never wants to have you get caught up in a situation you can’t fix.

Mikey’s so proud of you for being such a strong and independent woman. He could bring you anywhere. The only thing is that he has to stop you from taunting everyone to fight with you. Although others are scared of you, and on top of that, the leader of the number 1 gang is your significant other. You two are Tokyo’s powerhouse couple.

But, that’s not until your members told you to stay away from Toman, let alone, him. They informed you of the threat he posed to you and your gang. And, if you don’t stop seeing him and continue on with your relationship, a member or not, they will hurt Mikey. What’s worse is that they are capable of killing him.

So, you did what they told you to do. Mikey wasn’t convinced at all. He knew there’s a deeper reason why you turned away from him. He knew how much love you hold for him, but why will you leave all of a sudden?

It’s hurting him to the point where Draken has to literally drag him outside of his room just to have him get out of the house. He was slowly spiraling down into that dark impulsivity.

Draken’s aware that you’re the cause behind Mikey’s pain. He didn’t hesitate for any second to talk to you.

You weren’t able to speak of the reason at first, but when Draken told you about Mikey’s current state, you were heartbroken. And, you just told Draken everything that happened. How your gang threatened you that they’ll hurt Mikey.

“He’s the Invincible Mikey for a reason, Y/N. No matter what danger he faces, he will always prevail, especially if it’s for you. After all, you are the only person capable of saving him from a dark path. So, I’m begging you. Don’t leave him. He’s not the same without you.”

You finally had the courage to face him again after Draken convinced you to. Your knees were on the ground as you pleaded for his forgiveness. That you regret leaving him for a stupid reason. You were bawling your eyes out as you begged…

Mikey then gently held your face up with both of his hands, looking at you like you never did anything wrong to him. Like you’re the only person he could ever see as perfect.

“Even if you don’t say sorry, I already accept your apology. I love you, and nothing would change that. Just don’t leave me again, okay?” He smiled at you, the one where his eyes go missing.

You hugged him really tight as if you don’t want to let go. Behind his toughness is a gentle soul who loves and cares for you wholeheartedly.

Chifuyu Matsuno

Being with him is always such bliss to you. He’s your ball of sunshine that never fails to put a smile to your face. And, the only man who could see what’s hidden underneath your strong persona.

You didn’t know that he was physically strong because he was so kind. And, his personality towards you becomes 10x softer when he’s around you.

He doesn't seem to be intimidated when he finds out that you’re a member of another gang. All he could say was, “Then my girl is a badass then, huh?”

He adores the way you fight others so gracefully. He didn’t think that a person like you could exist in this world. And, what he means by that is you’re like a goddess that has been sent by the heavens to bless him with your love. He’s just head over heels for you.

This boy loves showing you off and tells everyone that his girlfriend is so strong that she could defeat everyone. But, you’ll tell him not to say that because you might really get caught in a fight. You’re just happy how proud he is of you.

That smile of his makes you go weak in the knees. You’ve also become so soft for him, and that’s the problem your gang members have seen. They demanded that you must leave him, or else, they’ll force the two of you to leave each other brutally.

He propped that beautiful smile of his which made it harder for you to break it off with him. But, you had to…

Right there, you saw his whole life crumble apart in the eyes that only sparks off happiness. The eyes that were so bubbly were now lifeless.

You couldn’t bear to see him hurt because of you. But, you have to endure this and live on with the biggest mistake you made.

Not until one night when Toman’s captains were at your house. You were nervous to see all of them at your house.

You then saw Chifuyu, who still had that smile despite the pain you’ve caused him. But, it’s visible that he’s just hiding the pain. You can’t help but run into his arms and feel his warmth again.

The two of you just stayed there hugging each other. When their leader welcomed you to Toman.

“Here, we never let our members get hurt. And, once we saw Chifuyu heartbroken over you, we can’t help but empathize with him. You don’t deserve to be in a gang where they deprive you of your happiness. All Chifuyu could talk about is how strong and committed you are, and we can’t pass on a girl who has a strong will. So, leave your gang and join us. And, if they try to announce war with us, then you can fight alongside us.”

You accepted the offer because Toman really is filled with great people. After that, Chifuyu promised not to let you go again and you did the same.

How could you ever leave the only person who brings you both the thrill and comfort? Chifuyu Matsuno is the most perfect person you’ve ever encountered. And, of course, you couldn’t pass on what fate has given you.

[airakorainies]

So I saw this neat thing flying around Tumblr of Lightwarden aus so with the help of my friend (he’s a wonderful photographer in game. If you want some good pictures too, just send me ask and I can let him know :3)

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So! Here’s mine lol

“Mother, I'm so sorry. Please, I beg of you. Forgive me."

She didn't mean for it to happen. How could she stop it? She was a child frozen in fear. Placed into hiding by her dear mother for protection. The young girl peered through the bushes only to see her mother get cut down in front her. Her hand flew towards the bush and landed just outside of it. She was frozen with fear. She couldn't move. Her breathing grew sharp as she watched the enemies run off. Slowly, she reached out a hand and touched her mother's. Snow Tine.

Guilt plays a tune of melancholy in heart. Each death weighed a heavy toll on her heart. Her eyes would droop with tears of pity as she watched one ally after another get cut down in front of her. A hero? She's no hero. She cannot save the ones she loves.

And then it happened. Those thoughts continued to tear apart her mind and heart until she knew she was unstable. Slowly, she crawled her way out into The Empty. If she were to turn, it'd be best to stay out here. Surely, she would not have to cut down her friends if she was alone. So with the little strength she had left, she called upon Feo Ul. She begged the fairy to trap her in a large bubble, cocoon, a large shard, *anything* so that she may not escape. With the wall raised, she turned.

--> The fight. The Frozen Lament Extreme

~~> Snow Tine the Forgiven Guilt <~~

Class: Demented Summoner

Weapon: Book/Ice that forms around specific limbs for specific purposes

Her appearance matches that of the pictures (will post after), except her horns were moved from the side of her eyes to the bridge of her nose. The horns stretched out and covered her eyes. As a way to hide the tears she has constantly shed. The tux also has a much longer coattail that flows outward during the fight cause aESTHETIC.

The field is a lot like Shiva's but it's got more of an open, cave feel to it. There's no walls and it has a dark canyon that seems to surround the field.

+ When pulled, she immediately throws out a cone knock-back called "Icy Front". It's small but if people aren't paying attention at when the fight began, they can be pushed off just over the edge. There'll be enough time in the casting that the group can run far enough to her to avoid the knock-back. *or immune it* She'll announce the beginning of this move with the dialogue "Move! Get out or I'll kill you too!"

--> Players who get knocked off will not be immediately killed. Instead, they spawn with little health into this room. It looks like a thin icy pillar that extends upward, which is assumed to be the stage as it grows larger and larger as it ascends. In the middle is an orb. It will immediately target the players and begin to cast self destruct. Players must 'kill' the orb to keep a wipe from happening. (Killing it doesn't actually do so. It's just like... disabling it for a while so players can travel through the aether back to the top.) But for each player who fell, it gains a defense buff after it is killed. (For later or any other players that fall later as well)

+ The fight continues out per usual. After a few moments from the knockback, she casts an aoe called "Crying Blizzard".

+ The tank buster follows after is called "Cursed Judgement." Places a hefty vuln onto the tank (that doesn't last long at all but will kill if hit by even an auto attack). This forces a tank swap.

And that's where the fun begins >:)

+ "I've lost so many lights. So what's a few more to lose? I couldn't save them anyway." After she speaks this, she begins to cast a three ring aoe called "Lost Lights". It's got a warning maker *idk what they're called lol* that covers the whole field, leaving only two spots open. Two small rings in between the three. However, there is little reaction time before the players' screens go completely black. They have to memorize where the safe spots are at a glance and quickly remember where to move. The cast is quick too so you can't sit there for a moment to rattle your brain. If hit, it drops a 2 minute frostbite on each player and freezes them for 10 seconds.

+ There's another aoe before she turns to the off tank and casts the knockback towards wherever they're standing. Meaning the off tank should be either with the main tank or to the side where people aren't right after the aoe.

+ She then casts another "Lost Lights" but this time, it's different. Two Shards spawn out of any four patterns. (A cross, an x, a zigzag, or a big bulky line.) They do a complete line aoe across the field they've spawned at. There'll be only a couple of permanent safe spots for any of these patterns but that's up to you to find :)

+ She does another tankbuster, another aoe, before she cries. "Forget it! Forget it all! Please! Forgive me!" She raises her hand up and slaps the ground with a large icy wind knocking all players off the stage.

+ It's your pal orbie!

+ But with friends 😄 There are two ice golems that hit like trucks. So tanks have to take them and then take them to opposite sides of the field. *they get a tether when too close that makes them invincible*.

The orb has a sort of protect shield around it making it untargetable. The golems must be defeated and then the orb. It's a relatively quick add phase that should be pretty easy, but if there were at least 4 knocked of players beforehand, butts will be clenched killing the orb as it's casting self destruct.

+ Once the players return she screams once more. Her voice is shaking and it's obvious she's crying. "Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me! FORGIVE ME PLEASE!"

She flies up and summons her book in front of her. A shadow bahambo appears behind her and she begins to cast Teraflare. This is her ultimate 😄 AND the *real* add phase. Shadows of the scions appear on the stage. and each player will be given on of three 'buffs'

- Titan's Terror

Those marked with Titan's Terror must locate the scions with the buff Titan's Triumph and kill them. *players killing the wrong scion places an aoe vuln on everyone. 2 means the ultimate will wipe the party no matter what.*

- Garuda's Gout

Those marked with Garuda's Gout must locate the scions with the buff Garuda's Gift and kill them. However, only two scions are marked with this and it's always the twins. *For the full party only has 8 players.* The twins are easy to kill, but Alphinaud must die first or he'll keep healing the scions. *same with Urianger whether he's marked with titan or ifrit.

- Ifrit's Inability

Those marked with Ifrit's Inability must locate the scions with the buff Ifrit's Interest and kill them.

**The healers will always have the same buff Ifrit's Inability + 1 random dps. For the scions with the buff are not as strong.

Players can either split off and kill each scion individually or those with the same buffs gang up on them one by one.

Whatever way works best for the raid.

There is a time limit. If she hits 100 *she's been drawing in aether from the shadow scions*, she'll cast Teraflare and wipe the party.

If not, the party will receive the buff after all the scions are killed called "Phoniex's Phorgiveness" (xP)

Once she casts the flare, the arena changes. It's all musty yet bright. Large mirrors of the three primal egis are around the arena (just there for show).

The same moves appear. But Lost Light's is different. It has either two new patterns.

One combines the original two and another one has her hitbox as the only safe area. She also will combine other aoes with Lost Lights. Players can get marked with puddles. She could have a lookaway move that if hit, zombifies the player and can cause them to get hit by the lost lights *or damage the other player*

The Lost Light's at this point are instakills.

+ there's one new move now called "Mother's Remorse" One random player besides mt will be targeted with a HUGE aoe marker. They must take it as far away as possible. leaving only a small crescent open. You can eat the damage, but it places a heavy vuln and the aoe after will probably wipe the party. *Which means healers must shield and heal the targeted player for the aoe since they get an automatic vuln*

After a certain allotted time, she has a dialouge box appear. But it only says "*Cries*" Her loud sobs override the music as she begins to slow cast, "Hero's Execution". A big aoe with resemblance to tri-bind, each 'orb' placed in front of the three mirror primals.

At 10%, her dialogue changes. "Is this forgiveness? Please set me free!"

= Her death line, "We meet once again... mother..."

== She drops glamour weapons and a rare mount. Like a nightmare but for the dragons.

•••

{{Thank you all for reading! ^^ hope you enjoyed Snow’s Lightwarden fight}}

[magichcuse]

peskyduck

'Perry?! David?!’ Duck retorts, hoping to sound offended...though admitedly, Perry wouldn’t be such an awful name. But no.  She is joking, anyway...well, maybe...he doesn’t always find people easy to read.

The sudden appearance of Alroy, should probably have baffled him more, but he’s pretty used to others materialising before his eyes. Though usually that does amount to some sort of unimaginable horror. No expected, yet still completely random violence yet, but his feather’s are ruffled by the short comment. ‘I’m not short, you’re just lanky.’ He growls, low, though it seems to have gone straight over the other bird’s head.

Duck shakes his head as time goes by trying to make sense of this insane person’s rambling In fact he folds his arms for good measure. Perhaps that will convince them to go away, so that he and Vivian can get on with their buisness. However, it is revealed that Alroy has, in fact been unintentionally useful. The picture displayed on the duck’s phone, is not bigfoot but the red one!‘That’s not Bigfoot you blithering idiot!’ He barks, waving his wings up and down. ‘That’s the red one! Honestly, why do you dress like that if you’re not really clever at all.’

‘Still, I was hoping to find him, where did you see him?’

Bigfoot, honestly!

{¤} Before Alroy can snap back at the rude comments being directed his way, he realizes he could use this to upstage Vivian. How can he ignore the opportunity to boost himself up at her expense?

"I helped your boyfriend and yooooouuuu didn't!"

As Alroy continues to mock Vivian, she decides she might as well answer Duck's question if she knew where the photo was taken. There's no sense waiting for Alroy to tell him just to feed his own ego.

"That looked like Merlin's Pointe. It's pretty dangerous for a non-magic user and it'd take us at least a couple of days to search every last inch, assuming the red one is still there."

Alroy pouts at Vivian for stealing his thunder, after he'd rubbed his helpfulness in her face.

"Hey!"

"Well, you weren't answering his question! We don't have time for you to be childish and petty."

Just when Vivian turns to leave, Alroy teleports in front of her yet again. Vivian allows this to happen, knowing that he'll only get more annoying if she doesn't bend to his whims.

"You're seriously going to Merlin's Pointe by yourself? You can't even teleport without passing out! Are you trying to make your boyfriend food for a manticore?"

Vivian pats over her body to find her wand, which she'd left at home since she only intended to pick up a newspaper to read with her morning tea. Her specially made magic conducting gloves and scythe are also at home.

Though Vivian could simply retrieve these items so Duck would never have to hear Alroy say anything ever again, she doesn't want to waste his time and Alroy might be useful to have around since he actually saw the red one, assuming his memory decides to cooperate...which it usually doesn't.

"Fine, we'll go with you—but you better know what you're doing."

Alroy beams with pride, teleporting all three of them in front of Merlin's Pointe before Vivian can change her mind. He starts singing some Billy Joel songs as he makes his way into the enchanted forest, as if he was simply taking a walk in the park. He'd gone in here plenty of times before and made it out in one piece, so he assumes he's invincible. Will his hubris put all three of them at risk? {¤}

@magichcuse

{¤} Vivian is caught off guard by the question, far more used to people pointing out other things about her. The more time went on, the more people found to criticize about her—like how her father calls her outfits "funeral clothes" or how her father complains over her draining the house of color when she's upset despite knowing it's something she can't control. Having someone look at her in awe for being a bird is leagues better than any of that, even if it seems odd.

If Vivian had to take a guess, she'd assume this guy has been isolated for a while. She hadn't focused on learning divination when her magic was still at its strongest and wouldn't be able to use any psychic abilities even if she wanted to, so her guess is about as good as anyone else's.

Not wanting to be rude to the stranger, Vivian smiles and nods in agreement.

"Yes, I am a bird. A duck, to be specific." Vivian tilts her head, her brows furrowing in concern. "Are you alright, sir? I know this probably feels a little disorienting..." {¤}

---

'A duck! Of course. A duck...' He chirps. 'A fellow bird! I'm a crow, I think?' Its pretty obvious he's also a duck; clearly a misinformed duck.

Is he alright? No. He's on edge constantly and his memory is patchy and somehow everyone or everything he meets makes him feel unnerved and wrong. But-

'Of course, I'm always fine.' He lies through his beak.

'I am simply trying to find my way back home. Any clues?

[metalgearkong]

Justice League - Review

11/30/17

Directed by Zack Snyder & Joss Whedon

Justice League is the long awaited team up of DC super heroes much like Marvel’s Avengers. You would think with these larger than life characters, who hold so much value, and who are so treasured in today’s culture, would be treated with the utmost care. Unfortunately, Warner Bros and the director have been trying to shove this version of DC super heroes down our throats, and it hasn’t been working since inception. Justice League does not change this, and sadly, continues the trend of limp, tonally confusing, structurally failing qualities of the DC Extended Universe.

After the death of Superman at the end of Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice, Batman (Ben Affleck) tries to pull a team together due to his ominous vision of an apocalyptic invasion. Having already shaken hands with Diana Price (Gal Gadot), Bruce Wayne sets out to recruit other “meta humans” towards his cause. The movie consists of several rushed events introducing such large characters as Aquaman (Jason Mamoa), The Flash (Ezra Miller), and Cyborg (Ray Fisher), all in the first act. Cyborg’s story is easily the most tragic, and we sadly get very little development time with him. The Flash is going to be a lot of people’s favorites, even if Warner Bros aren’t using the same Flash as from the very popular TV show. Aquaman is probably the most epic person to introduce and he gets shockingly little background as well.

Warner Bros infamously mandated that Justice League be within 2 hours of running time, so its easy to see why the film feels like there’s a lot missing. This is one of the worst types of films to limit, as it has so much going on and so many characters. Warner Bros thought this would be a smart move because the feedback they got from Batman V Superman was that it is too long; but of course, the big company was wrong, and Justice League movie suffers for it. The villain Steppenwolf (Ciara Hinds) is one of the most forgettable and badly defined villains in all of comic book film history. Not only is he just a big guy with horns who wants to destroy the world 3 magic macguffins, he’s made entirely in dated CGI. Nothing is unique or memorable about him, and when your opposing force in a comic book movie is this bland, the action and the narrative suffer greatly.

I still believe Batfleck is one of the better parts about these movies. I’m all for a darker, more violent, tenured Batman, as this character changes with the times, and has no one set personality or belief systems (in spite of what many people might say). I am more than ready for the Matt Reeves “The Batman” film in a few years. Gal Godot as Wonder Woman is also one of the best aspects about this movie, as we all already expected. She’s still not quite a top tier hero in the entire pantheon of film, but she certainly is the easiest to root for and care about. The only problem with her is how her powers and limitations are slightly undefined, as sometimes she’s as fast as the Flash or as strong as Superman, whenever convenient for any given scene.

Something that is a surprise to absolutely no one is that Superman (Henry Cavill) returns. This potentially epic and emotional plot point is lead up to with very little gravitas. We all knew Superman wouldn’t stay dead for long when he “died” at the end of Batman V Superman, so this entire song and dance has been completely pointless and a waste of time. The very way they brought him back was rushed, confusing, lazy, and made no logical sense. But, DC was hearing fan criticism, and gave Superman a slightly more friendly personality, and the color on his suit (and other character’s suits) is obviously toned up for a more vibrant visual experience. Once he was alive, he’s more warm than he has been thus far.

There are rare moments which invested me in this movie. Although Superman’s return was limp and lame, when he started laying some punches on the invincible Steppenwolf I did get a tiny inner moment of glee. We got to see the bright red and blues of Superman punching down a big spiky supervillain  The Flash had a few funny moments, but the humor was overplayed a bit too much. Aquaman sadly is a non-element in this film, further proof that each and every one of these super heroes needed their own solo film before this big team-up movie. Not only is the concept rushed, the CGI in most instances looks unfinished, unpolished, and is used way too often as a crutch. The result is a movie that very blatantly was mostly shot on a green screen, and shows a lack of care and craft behind the scenes. Cyborg in particular has a physically uninspired design and the CGI on him is deep within the uncanny valley.

The only other small thing I liked about this movie is how Danny Elfman provided the musical score of the film, and there are small hints at the classic 1989 Batman theme, and John William’s theme for the original Superman movie. I want more of this. I want more iconic music to support the characters and emotion. I can only pray these musical themes are used more in the future films. Ironically, a small section of the Superman theme is when Superman has just been resurrected and is confused and is briefly “evil.” I liked this part because it showed how compelling he could be as a villain. It was the only subversive moment in the film and my imagination couldn’t help but wonder how cool it would be for the team to have to work together to defeat Superman, return him to normal, and then team up with him against the greater threat.

As Wonder Woman says to Batman “I think all this time I’ve been reacting, not leading.” This, to me, is a line written by Joss Whedon and is meant to be self-aware as it comes to the rivalry between the Marvel Cinematic Universe and the DC Extended Universe. This is the most positive and professional spin I can imagine someone with respect for the franchise admitting to DC’s struggle to be of relevance compared to Marvel’s films. Justice League is a premature, half-baked, desperate attempt for DC to capture the magic from the Avengers, and unfortunately it doesn't have the guts to rise above mediocrity. A few small good details don’t save this movie.

5/10