#and she just. yells st me and tells me im dramatic

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it is so fucking frustrating trying to educate someone who does Not want to be educated

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May I have this dance?

Queen B 

Chloe St. James x Bea Hughes 

“Oh the agony” Bea heard Zoey scream from her room. she rushed to her room to see what was going on. “what's wrong zoey?! is everything okay?!” Bea looked around her room to spot anything out of the ordinary. “i don't have a hot date to go to the gala with” she signed dramatically “do you have a date bea?” Bea shook her head , she thought about asking someone, someone unexpected but she was nervous about asking her. How would Zoey react? “Earth to Bea” Zoey frantically waved her hand in front of Bea’s face and she quickly snapped back to reality “sorry Zo, I was just thinking of who to take to the Gala” she scratched the back of her head. a smile curved on Zoey’s lips. “i have an idea, how about we try to find a date by 8:00 P.M, if we don't then we can go together as friends” sounds like a plan

Bea was walking through the school campus, computer bag on her hand, when she was stopped by none other than Poppy Min-Sinclair aka satan herself followed by her minions Chloe st. James and Veronica Lombardi “well, hello there Farmsville, looking for some mud to roll in?” ughh poppy that joke is getting old now, can you come up with something original? “ha yeah oompa loompa one and two but since Zoey isn't here that makes you, like, oompa loompa two or one” Chloe dumbly spoke. Bea tried to walk away from them but poppy pushed her back “what's wrong Farmville? cat got your tongue?” Bea stood with her arms crossed, ignoring Poppy. Poppy checked her out from head to toe, “I hope your not planning on going to the gala with those rags on, I would feel bad for your date” Veronica was just on her phone, ignoring the whole conversation meanwhile, Chloe was just standing there with her arms crossed looking dumbstruck, like always. Poppy leaned forward and said in a low voice “ just remember, just because you were invited to this gala doesn't make you special, you might be in 6th place but you will never be queen B, I am the queen” she stepped back with a smug smile, “lets go Veronica and Chloe, we got better things to do than to hang around in this trashy college campus” both girls followed poppy out of Bea’s view. these girls need some help. she walked over to sit on a bench and she pulled out her laptop and got started on her work.

...............................

Veronica and Chloe were sitting down on the living room couch, discussing the gala. “hey V?” Veronica looked up from her phone “I was just searching up some cute dresses online, should I get a red or blue one?” She showed Chloe her phone which Chloe pointed at the red dress. “its super cute but i need to ask you something” Veronica signed “is this about the pizza you were saving for today because let me just tell you, I wasn't the one who ate it also, who the hell cooks pizza on the stove, you're supposed to cook it in the oven” she shook her head and went back to her phone “It helps the environment” Chloe crossed her arms “in what world?!, Chlo, in what world?” a look of confusion spread across Chloe’s face “umm...well that is not the point, I just wanted to ask you if you know anything about who Bea is going with to the Gala?” Veronica thought for a moment “not that I know off, why?” chloe took a deep breath “because I want to ask her to the dance”

“just trust me on this, it will work” “but what if she screams at me or smacks me” Veronica facepalmed herself “why would Bea smack you? look, I know you guys have some bad history but if you are willing to make it up to her then she might just give it a chance, who knows you two might even fu-" Chloe covered her mouth "not so fast V, you are getting way ahead of yourself there" she blushed. Veronica just raised her shoulders and kept walking towards where Bea was sitting. "Good luck Chloe, I believe in you" she pushed Chloe towards Bea and ran off. When Bea saw Chloe just standing there, yeah standing like a stalker, she quickly got up and was about to leave until Chloe called after her "Bea Hughes, stop right there" she stomped towards Bea ``what the hell do you want Chloe, i got places to be right now" she said in a furious voice. "Oh really, cause i just saw you just sitting there like an idiot" she pointed towards the bench "it's called studying, of course someone as dumb as you woulnt understand" ouch. Maybe that was a little too harsh. "Look Bea, im sorry for what I said earlier about the oompa lompa thing, that was totally uncalled for so i came to apologize" Chloe gave her an adorable smile, no matter how dumb and annoying Chloe was, she sure was adorable. "Fine then apology accepted, just please don't come anywhere near me" she started leaving when once again, Chloe stopped her. Jesus christ lady just let me get back to my dorm. "I have one more thing to ask" Bea raised an eyebrow at her "I just wanted to ask if you wanted to come to the Gala with me?"

"YOU DID WHAT?!'' Zoey yelled at her. Well it wasn't much of a yell, more like a concerned question. "She forced me to go with her, plus i don't want to be rude about it, she has been nice to me the last couple of weeks'' Zoey shook her head as she took a drink from her champagne glass "honey, look, this is Chloe St. James you are talking about. Poppy's minion, poppy's second in command what would happen if she found out that you are going out with her friend" Bea knew this was going to happen, but it's not like Zoey is mad at her she is just concerned right? "Look Zoey, I know how to defend myself and how to handle it, if Poppy tries to do something I will… I dont know...ill figure it out later, but I'm going to the dance with her and that is final" she stormed towards her room and laid on her bed thinking about what she just did. What if all of this was just a trap, what if poppy told Chloe to ask her out just to humiliate her like she did with Zoey at the bacchanalia. *ding* her phone went off. It was the T. They had posted again

Good morning Belvoire

Hopefully everyone is ready and has a date for tomorrow's gala, I sure do and after what appeared to be a fight going on with wannabe and our queen Poppy, we prepare for the Gala tomorrow. After the recent events of today, we might experience some interesting things tomorrow at the gala. Nevertheless, we should all get ready. One more thing, rumors have it that wannabe is off to the Gala with one of the top 5, wonder who it could be. One thing is for sure, poppy is not going to be happy about this

Kisses,

The T 

Great now everyone knows that i'm going to the gala with one of the top 5, the good news is no knows who it is, until tomorrow

“Come on Bea, we are going to be late, plus our limo is here to pick us up” Bea ran out of the bathroom picking up her phone and wallet from the countair in the kitchen. make up, check. wallet and phone. check and check. she was nervous as hell. nervous about both Poppy and Chloe but she had to calm herself down “okay Bea, deep breath” she relaxed herself

The gala was full of rich people, Bea felt out of place already. “you okay, Bea?” she snapped back to reality. “hmm oh yeah, I have to go find Chlo, I'll see you soon” she was about to leave when Zoey graved her arm “hey, about yesterday, sorry if I was acting like a bitch, I was just worried about you that's all” Bea knew that feeling to well. “‘it's fine Zoey, I was just confused and angry about what you said” Bea smiled “well, I promise it won't happen again now go find your date, I’ll see you later and have fun” Zoey gave her a small smile and headed to a different direction. Bea was trying to find Chloe but no luck and at the same time, she was trying to avoid Poppy, now if only she had some kind of tracker, that would make her search much easier. “oh hi, Bea” she got startled and jumped, she got all defensive but she then realized it was Chloe. “oh hey, chlo, umm...nice dress” she was wearing a beautiful royal blue dress with a blue necklace. “oh do you like it, me and Veronica went to the mall to buy dresses, well she dint exactly go, I mean she did go but she didn't buy anything” as if on cue, Veronic pops up “wow newbie you look amazing, im digging the power suit” she slides her hands through the fabric, amazed by it. “You got lucky this year, Chloe. This power suit makes you look super cute” she said, still focused on Bea’s power suit. “right?! that's exactly what I Said in my mind when I saw her” Chloe exclaimed. Veronica cleared her throat, “well I should get going, I need to live stream the gala right now for those who weren't invited. have fun you two, just not too much fun” she chuckled and Chloe blushed. “so how are you liking the gala so far?” bea nervously asked “it's fun so far, I think, Oh look there is Carter right there” she pointed towards Carter who just walked through the main doors “want to go say hi?” Bea froze up as soon as she saw poppy staring at her with an evil look, she got nervous “you go talk to him, I’ll go get us some drinks, tell him I said hi” she nodded and headed to a different direction. this was weird, usually Bea isn't scared of poppy, she always schools her ass. “what do you want now poppy” she scoffed “you're the one who came towards me” Bea crossed her arms “you’re the one who gave me the stink eye, so it's obvious you want to talk to me” poppy got closer to her. “I see that you are trying to steal Chloe away from me, dumb old Chloe. But i won't let you, you can't take away my posse from me, because I am the queen here” she stepped back with an evil grin, she looked so much like satans companion “what's wrong poppy? scared that this little piggy is going to blow down your house, scared that you might lose without your posse” she confidently said. “you don't know me Farmville, i'm a Min-Sinclair, us Sinclairs usually get what we want. think of me as a goddess and you as a filthy peasant” Bea let out a small laugh “are you sure because all I see is a pathetic Bitch looking for excuses to be rude towards others, might be the reason why Veronica and Chloe hate your ass”  Poppy started getting defensive “watch your mouth wannabe, you don't want to piss me off” she got tense “whatever you say Poppy, but just so you know, I won't let you ruin this night for me” poppy stormed off. the look on her face was priceless. Bea went over to where Chloe was “so no drinks?” she asked “sorry, I had to go deal with someone” she raised an eyebrow “never mind that” Bea extended her hand towards her, “May I have this dance Ms. St. James” she shook her head “finally, I was waiting forever” she took her hand and Bea led her towards the dance floor. “You know, I never thought I would be going to the dance with you, I thought I was going to be stuck alone, until Veronica encouraged me to ask you to the Gala” Bea let out a polite smile “you by yourself? Someone as beautiful as you shouldnt have a hard time finding a date” Bea signed “You were actually my first choice on who to go to the gala. I never brought myself to ask you since I thought you hated me” they swayed along the music “okay cut the romantic crap-I mean I still hate you Newbie but I thought I should give you a chance” Chloe blushed “no you love me, I knew you would warm up to me eventually” “yes- I mean no...stop confusing me” Bea laughed. “I rest my case” As they danced, Chloe started getting closer to her “you know I never had this much fun ever since the Bacon-alia” Bea let out a small chuckle, god she was adorable “you mean bacchanalia?” Chloe nodded “yes that's it, I think” they danced the night away in pure bliss. making Bea forget about everything. forgetting all about poppy, the ranks, the gala and just focused on her and Chloe together. dancing the night away

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Borderline personality disorder + Steve Harrington?...

So I was thinking about how Steve acts in relationships, researched dependency from the partner and then found a lot of info about BPD, wich made me think what many of the disorder symptoms are very fitting to Steve and explains some things in his behaviour. Lets starts, guys!

Promiscuity.

All his teen life Steve been slutting around probably too scared for serious relationships (because its better that way, no one will leave him if he leaves them first), all charming and needy and touch-starved, calming down his desire for attention and affection. 

Unstable relationships/idealization of the partner, lack of boundares.

Then he settled in the realationships with Nancy (who are brave and smart and oh, so stable), which turned out pretty much unhealthy from both of the sides, and Steve became so depended on his her to the point of breaking up his bounds with everyone else( including his probably childhood best friend Tommy) except her and planning all his life to revolve around Nancy.

Fear of abandoment, frantic efforts to avoid being alone.

He fears what Nancy will abandon him so much what he becomes even more clingy and needy, while she gains even more control in relationships and becomes a “top dog” (from Joe words). In ST1 we also see how insecure and  jealous Steve was to Jonathan, his dramatic reaction on John and Nacny hug, jumping in conclusions without any evidences. He even breaks Jonathan camera in the begining just out of his “insecurity” (again, based on Joe interview), fear what Nancy and Jonathan have better understanding of each other. In other words, he afraid what Nacny will leave him for someone else and he will stay alone again. Steve Harrington canonically has big abandoment issues, probably cased by neglecting parents.

Needing attention+validation

Idk if I even should comment it. We all know what King Steve persona was build for getting attention, admiration and validation from others, know how much time Steve spends on his looks and hair, how pleased he is when Tommy and Carol have all eyes on him. When he doesnt get compliments from Nancy, he pouts and praises himself on his own because he needs that.... “see, a ninja”; “make sure you wont forget this pretty face”, ect. You ask me, Steve has the biggest praise kink in all Hawkins.

Inability to regulate emotion, difficultes with anger controlling. Impulsivity.

Steve is one yelling bitch. He is a soft boy, but when he gets really upset and angry, he becomes mean and yelly and acts without thinking. He tears apart his own essay because Nancy couldnt help him with it, he pouts, storms of the rooms, screams at people. 

Getting upset easily + habit of blocking out intense painful emotions.

If you ask Steve how he doing, he probably will smile and say “peachy!”. Not because everything is really peachy, but because Steve prefers to ignore his own problems and things what makes him sad and pretend what everything is perfectly alright. He asks Nancy go to the movie and “pretend everything is normal for a few hours.”, says what his parents totally gave him hell for drinking beer but “who cares, screw them” and changes the theme. Tommy screams “run away, Stevie boy, like you always do!”, wich suggest us what Steve has a tendentions to avoid confrontations and stressful situations. He once again says Nancy go to the party and pretend to be normal teens in ST2 when she voices her concerns, and we see what ignoring problems and pretending is Steves constant coping mechanism for stress fear and sadness.

Distorted self-image.

Steves sense of self also seems to be instable and based on how people around him see him, like with Tommy he was a school bad boy, with Nancy he became a good guy, with Dustin he became a total soft dork as we see in ST3 trailer. He is unsure about his own goals, he doesnt knows who he is and who he wants to be, like wich job he prefers and what he likes to do in his life generally. Tending to base his own self on his relationships with other people, he gets complitely lost in the end of ST2 when Nancy is no longer with him.

Self-harm, self-desctuctive behaviour. Self damaging acts as drinking, drugs, vandalism.

Steve smokes, drinks, gets into the fights he cant win. Stands near Tommy when he writes about Nancy the slut and Jonathan the creep, runs away from cops. I would even say what his fight with Jonathan was quite maschostic, because Steve rilled him up and then barely protected himself and almost didnt resisted when Jonathan pushed him to the ground and started to punch non stop. Tbh for me it seemed like if Steve was so upset what he wanted some physical pain to blur his emotional one.

Dissociation, "zoning out"

Sometimes if you pay enough attention, you see Steve standing/sitting here with blank empty face. Usually it happens in stressful events, when he has some free time by himself. He also gets slow time to time, like hes habing hard time to concentrate. Cant be sure, but its does seems like zoning out. Im think there was even some parody video where people noticed what Steve sometimes gets blank faced and slow in the middle of the talk.

Paranoidal ideas, anixety, nervousness

Oh, this one is easy. You honestly wont find another ST character who is so full of anixety. He is fidgety, he hugs himself in a self-defense manner, he makes himself look smaller than he is, he constantly has the deer in the highlights look on his face, he cant think and act straight when he meets the Upside Down monster first time, so Jonathan even has to grab his hand and yank him to run. We also see how Steve is afraid of the goverment in the ST2, I would say its paranoidal behaviour-its seems like he does think what they are constantly being watched. Says what they will destroy their lives and families and changes the theme what Nancy wants to discuss.

In ST1 he is also ridiculously scared what his parents, dad especially, will find out what he drunk some beer, he gets so scared of this idea what he even calls Nancy and asks not to mention that to the cops, says what his parents will “Murder him”. 

In ST2 he is also pretty freaked out by Billy, in basketball scene when he is pushed down and Billy holds his hand you can see what Steve is trembling and looks like he is going to cry. Im not joking guys, just rewatch the scene....Poor guy just cant have a rest!

Presistent feelings of emptiness & guilt

“I'm sorry? What the hell am I sorry for?”

No matter is he guilty or not, if Steve having a conflict with someone, most of the times he will feel guilty and be sorry, as we see in the show. He wants to apologize to Jonathan for telling him means things, saying, “I just wanna be good, make things right”, buys him new camera (and giving it to Nancy, not presenting it to Jonathan himself.), cleans local theatre, he says sorry to Nancy, calls himself a jerk, a shitty boyfriend (wich is kinda downgrading himself), wanting to bring her roses and say how sorry he is again. Dustin also easily kind of guilt trips (”you promised to protect us”)  him to protect the party in the tonnels, while Steve clearly was against the whole thing, and feeling really unwell after getting his ass beaten by Billy.

Learning disability/scool problems. BPD can make it difficult for them to control the focus of their attention, to concentrate.

Steve plays it cool and pretends unbothered, but he actually tries hard to learn stuff. Even in ST1 we see in his room, what his table is covered by various homework papers. Its been shown what Steve having a hard time with study, what he is eager to be useful but not the smartest guy around, from his really chaotic essay and getting C-, to the Nazis comment. Its seems like he has some learning disability and doesnt even knows about it himself.

 Its also a known hinted fact what Steve doesnt have a good relationships with his parents, especially with strict father, he even calls him a “grade A asshole”. By their absence in the series, when we saw all the main character families, Steve remains all alone in big house, wich makes us think about how neglecting they are. The thing is, “people with BPD  have been found to be significantly more likely to having been abused by parents.”

During development, Joe Keery and the Duffers spoke about “what kind of family life [Steve] comes from and maybe this girl Nancy is quiet and listens in a way that other people haven't listened to him at this point.”-wich is pretty fitting to the portrayal of “neglecting, denying the validity of childnren thoughts and feelings parents”-that type of the bad parenting what BPD people mostly experenced.

“Parents were also reported to have failed to provide needed protection and to have neglected their child's physical care”, what gaves us the possible reason of Steves constant anixety and running away from the problems issues.

So, while we dont know can it be canon or not, I would say what there is high possibilities what Steve has BPD.

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CHAPTER ONE???MAYBEI DUNNO

The 1-A class all sat together in the waiting room set aside for them. All twenty one of them were thinking about the possible challenges ahead. They didn’t know all that much about what they were going to be doing at this years UA sports festival , but from what they do know it was going to be hard.

 Everyone but 1-A’s resident bubble girl. [that joke was unintentional I swear] said girl had decided to not worry about it. Either way they’d all be participating and it couldn’t be all that dangerous. Besides if she worried too much beforehand she wouldn’t be able to focus. This was one fight she actually wanted to win. If she was gonna get into a good enough agency to complete her goal then now was one of her only opportunities to get noticed.

 The plan was to roll with everything and depending on what they would be doing. ‘I hate thinking hard…’ Jenny thought to herself as she played with her short auburn hair with one hand while the other one was balled up holding her cheek up as she stared at the wall from her seat.

 A tap on Jenny’s shoulder brought her back to reality. She turned her head to see Tsuyu. “Jenny are you alright?” she asked. Tsuyu had been jenny’s friend ever since they met in class on the first day. Jenny gave a small smile “im fine, Tsu” she reassured Tsuyu.

 “you seem pretty bored. Not nervous?kero kero” Tsuyu tilted her head. The class was mostly talking among-st each-other as a group which jenny hadn’t noticed until now.

 Jenny’s green eyes scanned the room before she answered. “well we don’t even know what we’re doing yet.” she shrugged. Tsuyu let it go and turned back to the conversation. This time Jenny joined her.

 It wasn’t all that interesting besides Kaminari being overly confident and Ochako stepping out to call her parents. That was until…

 “Todoroki? What is it?” Midorya asked as Todoroki stood before him. This peaked jenny’s interest. She had been keeping tabs on Shoto from the first day onward. She found him intimidating but interesting.

 Todoroki had this look on his face. Similar to his usual neutral expression but with added fire behind his eyes. Then he spoke “looking at things objectively I think I’m stronger than you.” he stated.

Midorya was taken aback by his classmates statement but agreed.

 “but…” Shoto began “ all might seems to be watching you. Even so…I’m going to beat you.” he said.

 Jenny felt a chill go up her spine. What’s with this dramatic declaration of war? She watched as Izuku’s eyes widened at what Shoto had said. Until he himself spoke up…

“Todoroki , I don’t know what you’re thinking when you say you’ll beat me.” he looked at shoto as his back was turned. Todoroki turned to look back at Midorya. “but of course your better than me…” the green haired boy admitted.

 Jenny was half tempted to pull out a bag of popcorn. Sure they were no normal class and had been in dramatic real situations but starting personal drama now? Seriously.

 Everyone in the room stared at Midorya as he went on. “I think your more capable than most people.” he said. His raised fists fell to his sides as he stared at the floor “I cant afford to fall behind…” he stated before he looked up at Todoroki and said “I’m going for ti with everything I have.”

 Shoto’s response was a nod.

 That’s when jenny stopped paying attention again. “that’s gonna end in disaster…” she mumbled under her breath before giggling.

 “oi feisty of you’re gonna talk then speak up!” Bakougo scolded jenny from across the room. All eyes turned to her. The girls face went red before she glared at the ash blonde boy. Katsuki had given her that annoying nickname on the first day. He had acted up and ran at Izuku. Sure Mr.Aizawa stopped him but jenny wasn’t gonna let that be his only punishment. So she stood up tall and shouted over at Bakougo ; “so your full of yourself and have no control of yourself? Great we’ve got a knock off Inuyasha on our hands!”.

 Now that pissed him off. Throughout the day she repeatedly told Bakougo to cut his crap. So he just called her feisty. She didn’t much mind the nickname but it was the way he said it. Like he didn’t remember her name and lets be honest…he probably didn’t.

 She stuck her tongue out at Katsuki and he remarked on her being childish. “we are children you dumba-””language , Jenny!” Iida cut her off before she could cuss Bakougo out.

 “but Bakougo swears all the time! You don’t say anything to him!” Jenny whined as she stood up and pointed at Kastuki.

 Iida did his…hand thing and responded with “well he doesn’t listen to me…but you do.” he pointed out. Jenny sat back down. “unfair…” she grumbled. Tsuyu patted her friends shoulder.

 Before the knew it the class was stepping out onto the field. Jenny watched as other UA first years filed in. She saw her friends in 1B of course. She waved to them. But the one she was happiest to see was her best friend Hitoshi Shinso from class 1C.

 She noticed at the front of the group. She immediately smiled and waved before she walked over. The rest of his class wasn’t all that happy about this. Jenny didn’t worry about it. “hi Toshi.” she said before she booped his nose. Shinso smiled and patted her head. “hey jen. Been a while.”.

 Eventually she pulled him over to stand with Tsuyu and herself. They watched as midnight explained what was happening.

 “so you okay? You didn’t really talk about USJ with me after it happened.” shinso whispered to Jenny. She scrunched her brows “yeah I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?” she responded. The indigo haired boy took a moment to respond. “it’s just that you were with shy kid and that bird guy.” he said. Jenny rolled her eyes “they have names! Kota and Tokoyami.”she corrected.

 Shinso shrugged “sure. You seemed pretty freaked on the way home. Were you with them or on your own?” he asked. “I was with them. I slicked the ground with ice bubbles so the villains tripped and dark shadow could finish them.” jenny whispered back.  

 “You two! Stop talking I’m trying to explain what you’ll be doing!” midnight scolded. “yes ma’am!”

Eventually everyone was off to the beginning of the track. It seemed too easy. All jenny had to do was keep up. She didn’t have her gear so no chewing gum. Her quirk is useless here. Just keep up and everything will be perfectly fine…

 Until she saw the robots.

 “holy crap!” she blurted. ‘those are the robots from the entrance exam! Like the one that almost crushed me.’ the girl thought to herself. She had kept running at them hoping to slide by fast enough.

  Just then the bot began to freeze up. It was Todoroki! Of course he did that , on top of that he froze the ground. ‘jerk!’ jenny thought to herself as she watched him. ‘but not a bad idea…’ around that moment she noticed Bakougo and Sero jumping over the robot.

 She kept running on top of the , occasionally stumbling before going onward. The creaking of the robots sent fear through her.

 She looked up as she heard Shoto say he froze them off balance. “son of a-AH!” her own shriek cut her off as they crashed right behind her , the force pushing her forward. She fell and slid across the ice before getting up and seeing everyone very much stuck behind the bots.

 She began to catch up with Shoto and the other ones in front , slowly becoming one. Todoroki noticed other catching up and created an ice path behind him. He even muttered “apologies.”.

 Once she got to the rope section she got uraraka to tap her so she could hold the rope and get across without falling. Fairly simple. She did stop to watch hatsume’s odd invention though.

 Then they got to the stretch between the next obstacle and the ropes. Shoto froze the ground again. Making everyone slow down.

 Jenny had already been running on ice so just kept going until her and everyone else was at the mine field , watching Katsuki and Shoto race each other. She had a plan. ‘I know its not supposed to be allowed but if Mina gets her special boots I’ll use this!’ jenny thought as she pulled out some mint gum from her pocket and put in in her mouth. She began walking through the field as she chewed. She watched her step. Eventually she had chewed the gum enough to make it effective.

 She began blowing small bubbles and picked up her speed. ‘thanks for the idea , shoto. Its not thick like yours but it’ll do.’ jenny thought as she threw bubbles onto the places she was bout to step on. Every step she took left a small patch of ice just think enough to not set off the mines. As everyone was slowing down as to not set the mines off , jenny was getting to the front right behind todoroki and bakougo.

 Shoto looked back and his eyes widened. ‘what’s she doing? How is she…’ he looked at the ice beneath her. “creating ice?” he wondered aloud.

 As he stared he caught jenny staring back. “HEY SHOTO! TAKE A PICTURE IT’LL LAST LONGER? WHAT YOUR MOM NOT TELL YOU STARING IS RUDE?” she shouted loud enough to get bakougo’s attention as he flew threw the air due to his explosions.

 Suddenly there was a massive blast that stopped everyone in their tracks. Jenny looked up to see…”midorya?” she gasped. He was flying on a large sheet of metal , probably from the robot.

 As he flew by in almost slow motion she noticed a strap that was off the edge of the piece of metal. A sentence played in her head as she saw it. She had gone to shinso for some advice over text just before the festival.

 And this is what he said to her. “don’t be afraid to use stuff to your advantage. This is a competition. If you have to play dirty…then do it.

 Jenny felt her hands reach for the strap and grab it tight. She was pulled along into the air as Midorya was flying.

 “j-jenny?” Izuku stuttered as he saw her. “what! What are you doing! H-hold on!” he told her. Her hair was flying everywhere. “WHAT DO YOU THINK IM DOING?” she shouted back. “right sorry!!!”

 As they flew Bakougo looked back. ‘the hell are those idiots doing?’ he thought.

 “focus on me!” Todoroki said as he iced Katsuki’s eyes.

 “no! You should focus on us!” Midorya yelled. He had helped jenny up to be next to him on the metal. He had on arm around her as well at the strap while the other held the metal.

 But he was losing speed , especially from the extra weight. He couldn’t do anything risky while jenny was there…

 Jenny knew this. ‘I’m already far up enough , if I jump off now I can stay just behind and make it in the top five.’ she thought.

 “Midorya! I’m gonna jump!” she announced. Midorya’s grip tightened. “are you nuts?” he asked. “trust me!” jenny replied. “on the count of three!” she said.

 “three…”

 ‘focus ahead…’

 “Two…”

 ‘i’ll blow her out of the way!’

 “ONE!”

 Midorya let jenny go and watched as she fell from the metal. ‘I’ll use a spit bubble to cushion the fall and bunch me back up. It wont feel nice but it’ll work’ jenny thought as she pushed the mint gum to the side so she could make a basic spit bubble.

 But that didn’t happen. Bakougo did what he planned and threw an explosion her way. Jenny was blown back.

 Shinso saw her coming over while he rode brainwashed students to the finish. She was flying threw the air. “to the left! We’re catching her!” Shinso ordered. Soon enough jenny fell into him. He shook her as the brainwashed students went onward. “jenny! Hey come on!”he tried waking her up.

 Her eyes opened and she sat up in Shinso’s lap. “what the heck happened…”she asked.

 “you were blown all the way back.” Hitoshi told her. Jenny’s eyes widened. She scrambled off the brainwashed kids and her friend. “wait jenny!” Shinso called out to her but she was already off , storming past others , barely dodging the explosions.

 In the end she made it in at 20th. She could have been at least 4th…

 She stared down at her feet as she caught her breath. She felt sick. She was using her quirk too fast. She was brought out of her haze by Midorya. “Jenny are you okay?” he asked as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “Kaa-chans blast must have hurt.” he said.

“o-oh I’m fine.” she lied as she hid her hand behind her back.

 “okay good.” Izuku sighed in relief. “why…why did you do that?” he asked. “that was so dangerous.”.

 Jenny rubbed the back of her neck “well uh…” she remembered how Shinso had first reacted when she asked him for advice.

 Purple Guy : really? Your coming to me for advice?

 Princess Bubblegum : oh come on , Toshi! Help me out!!! pleeeaase!

 She took a breath “I just reacted I guess! I-I’ll be back.” she stuttered before turning to the doors into the building under the stadium. She hit her back against the wall. She winced at the ache in her body. She hadn’t noticed the pain until she slowed down.

 “jenny.” a familiar voice said in a scolding way from the doorway. She looked up to see her homeroom teacher.

 “hi Aizawa.” she stood up straight. Aizawa walked over to her. “what on earth were you thinking?” he asked.

 “i uh…wasn’t…” she said. She looked at her injured hand. It was bleeding. “I’ll be talking to Bakougo as well just…don’t do that again.” he warned. “get to recovery girl and get patched up.” he added before walking away. “y-yes sir!” Jenny yipped.

 As she walked she noticed someone rounding a corner. “hey Toshi.” she said. He stopped and looked over. “hey. I was looking for you.” he said as he took Jenny’s hand and lead her to the 1C waiting room. No one else was there.

 “what’s going on? You alright?” Jenny asked. Shinso ran a hand through his hair “when I said play dirty I uh…that’s not exactly what I meant…” he began.

 Jenny rolled her eyes “well throw salt in the wound I guess.” she shot back. Hitoshi shook his head as he told her “listen that’s not what I meant. I mean that was hella cool.” he smiled and patted jenny’s head. “just don’t do it again. You scared the hell out of me.” he chuckled.

 Jenny smiled and hugged her best friend. “I promise I wont!” she told him. Shinso hugged back , wrapping on arm around her back. “don’t make promises you cant keep alright?” he pulled away. Jenny’s cheeks puffed out “I’m not that reckless!” she whined. “okay maybe I am.” she gave up her fake angry expression and laughed.

 Shinso smiled as she went on , bouncing in place as she spoke. “danger is my middle name.” she said. Shinso could have sworn she’d said that before. “that’s a lie.” he said blankly. Jenny looked confused as she looked up at her friend. “your middle name is kitten.” he corrected.

 “i mean technically it’s Anne but-””for once can I be the funny one?” Shinso interrupted. Jenny laughed and patted her friends shoulder “ohhhh honey whoever told you that you were funny was a liar.” she said.

 Before Shinso could answer , recovery girl interrupted. “weren't you told to come see me miss Bubura?” she had opened the door and was standing there waiting. “y-yes ma’am!” jenny squeaked and followed recovery girl out.

 Hitoshi watched as Jenny left ‘goof…’ he thought as she apologized to recovery girl for taking so long. Only lightly throwing her bestie under the bus.

 @tmntthristy

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What Type is He?

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader

Words: 941

Warnings: fluff mostly

A/N: This is just a small thing because I was watching Gifted and I couldn’t help but agree with what’s her face when she said ‘he’s the quiet, damaged, hot guy.” I literally just wrote this and I didn’t check for spelling. About to go to sleep. Night people. And I am soooo not sorry for using that gif. How does anyone look this fucking attractive crying?? I need help obviously.

You were leading a group of visitors towards the exhibit they were asking about when your friend came running and slapped your arm.

“Ow what’s your problem?” You pushed her away before returning to your desk at the center of the museum entrance, trying to ignore your friend for as long as possible.

“He’s here again.” She squealed and tried to make you look towards one of the benches.

“Who’s here? Why are you being so creepy all of a sudden?” You grabbed some flyers and walked past her to the board near the entrance, wanting to pin them for people to read. “Can you just fucking pay attention for once?” She slapped you again and you turned around ready to yell at her.

“I swear to god Jess if you keep distracting me I will ask Kathy to switch my schedule because I honest to god cannot afford to lose my job right now.”

“Just stop with the dramatic speeches and look at him.” You sighed in defeat and followed her gaze, eyebrows raising unintentionally when you took in the specimen not a hundred feet away from you. “See, I told you.” She laughed when you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him. He was standing by himself, a small notebook and a pen in his hand. He seemed to be scratching something off of the paper and you tried to make out his face from under the cap but couldn’t get a proper look.

“Have you spoken to him before?”

“Oh god no I would never. I’m only telling you because he’s more your type than mine.” She took the flyers from your hands and headed to the board, knowing very well you were distracted now.

“What type is he?” You finally managed to look away from him, staring at your friend for a response.

“Oh you know, he’s the quiet, damaged, hot guy type. And, he drives a motorcycle.”

“That is not my type!” You defensively replied and she told you to quiet down. “Come on Y/N it’s like he crawled out of your dreams. Can’t lie to me babe we share Netflix and I know what you watch. No shame there.” She finished the flyers and told you to strike up a conversation with him.

“Ummm, hell no. That’s not happening. Last time I tried to chat up a guy, I ended up imitating a velociraptor for a joke and he just walked away. I mean who does that to a person? At least tell me you’re not interested. Then again, I probably should’ve st-”

“Oh oh oh he’s coming this way. Quick act normal.” She whispered quickly before turning around and walking the opposite direction, finding the same group of people you helped a few minutes ago who seemed to still be lost.

You looked up in time for him to stop right in front of your desk.

“Hi how may I help y-” As soon as you finally took a good look at him, your heart hammered at your chest. Of course the universe was out to make a fool out of you and force you into an awkward situation with none other than Captain America himself.

“Hey, I was wondering if you could point me to the Dada exhibit.” His eyes were bluer than you could even picture and it took you a few seconds to process his question. “Huh ummm uha yes it’s on the second floor right as you walk up those stairs.” You pointed to the stairs behind you and patted yourself on the back for a grammatically correct sentence. Sort of.

“Great thank you. A friend told me there is a urinal that attracts the most attention and I had to come to see if he was just playing with me.” He smiled and you almost swooned from the soft expression. But you could also see why your friend described him the way she did. Maybe she knew who he was and didn’t tell you on purpose.

“Oh he’s not wrong, unfortunately. You didn’t hear it from me but I think it’s the most unpleasant art movement in the history of art.” You fell into conversation easily with him and were surprised when he laughed at some of your jokes.

“Thanks for the help.” He smiled again and you watched him walk away from you, incapable of not staring at his ass. What a glorious ass. The ass of justice is what that was. You laughed at your childish thought and tried to get back to work when he came back.

“Oh and I hope your friend wasn’t wrong about me crawling out of your dreams...if I am your type after all.” Steve watched your eyes widen in horror at what he had just said and laughed, jotting down something quickly on a paper before sliding it towards you.

“I’ll be around for a while so let me know when you’re on break. I’d like to buy you lunch doll if that’s alright with you?” Steve waited a few seconds for a response and when you finally nodded at him, he winked at you before walking away.

You looked down and saw he wrote his number and his name next to it. As if you needed to ask for his name. Your friend came back and asked you about the conversation.

“I’m going to fucking kill you Jess and put you on display with the rest of the cavemen!” You calmly whispered before walking away from her with a dorky smile on your face. She didn’t need to know she just got you a date with Steve Rogers. For now.

[theresaplatypuscontrollingme]

Lover Review (Long Post Warning)

Now that I’ve listened to the complete album six times today, I feel qualified enough to review it. Spoiler Alert: I FUCKING LOVE IT. 9.4/10

1. I Forgot That You Existed (10/10)

Favorite Lyric:  

And I would've stuck around for ya Would've fought the whole town, so yeah Would've been right there, front row Even if nobody came to your show

Favorite Vocals: I’m obssesed with how she sings “ And I thought that it would kill me, but it didn't” in the last chorus. Love it so much 13/10

Overall Thoughts: I love this song. It’s catchy and was the one that was stuck in my head after finally going to bed at 2:30. I get excited every time i realize it’s coming back on next.

2. Cruel Summer (10/10)

Favorite Lyric: “I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you”

Favorite Vocals: When she shouts “he looks up grinning like a devil” is a religious experience. So into it.  

Overall Thoughts: It’s fun and sounds very 1989.

3. Lover (10/10)

Favorite Lyric: “Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years”

Favorite Vocals: “Swear to be over dramatic and true to my lover And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me” my favorite lines to hear and sing.

Overall Thoughts: gorgeous song. If I ever get married I would play this at my wedding. very romantic

4. The Man (10/10)

Favorite Lyric:

“They'd say I hustled, put in the work They wouldn’t shake their heads and question how much of this I deserve” (YOU DESERVE ALL OF THIS TAYLOR ilysm)

Favorite Vocals:  

“What's it like to brag about raking in dollars And getting bitches and models? And it's all good if you're bad And it's okay if you're mad If I was out flashing my dollars I'd be a bitch, not a baller”

Overall Thoughts: I was kinda worried about this song before hearing it but I’m obsessed. Beat: amazing. Lyrics: fantastic and so truthful. vocals: fabulous.

5. The Archer (8/10)

Favorite Lyric:

“All the king's horses, all the king's men Couldn't put me together again 'Cause all of my enemies started out friends”

Favorite Vocals: “I say I don’t want that but what if I do”

Overall Thoughts: it’s pretty. I love synth pop so i’m very into the sound of it. It doesn’t strike me as a true track five though. Not enough of a story for me. All too Well was so descriptive and had such raw emotion that you can just feel listening to it. This definitely has the emotion but lacks to the description to really transport me somewhere.

6. I Think He Knows (10/10)

Favorite Lyric: “I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans”

Favorite Vocals:  

“Lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh We could follow the sparks, I'll drive ‘So where we gonna go?’ I whisper in the dark”

Overall Thoughts: This is the other song that was stuck in my head from my first 2 listens. Dress was a sultry “sexy” song and this is playful af. Definitely gonna be dancing to this in my kitchen until to the end of time.

7. Miss America & The Heartbreak Prince (10/10)

Favorite Lyrics:

“ You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes”

American stories burning before me I'm feeling helpless, the damsels are depressed Boys will be boys then, where are the wise men? Darling, I'm scared (Ah)

Favorite Vocals:  

It's you and me, that's my whole world They whisper in the hallway, "She's a bad, bad girl"

and when she sings

“just thought you should know”

Overall Thoughts: WOW. this song is fantastic and every time i listen I find something else I love about it. also same to “darling I’m scared” because America is terrifying right now. The lyrics and vocals are both so strong. this song also reminds me of another song but i can’t put my finger on it yet. at first I thought it was a little gwen stefani(hollaback girl) and then i was thinking cher llyod and then i was like maybe it’s pink(the Truth About Love)? Still can’t think of the song it makes me think of but I’ll figure it out sometime.

8. Paper Rings 30/10 Just kidding that would throw off my scoring but (10/10)

Favorite Lyric: “ I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this”

Favorite Vocals:  “ In paper rings in picture frames in dirty dreams”

Overall Thoughts: I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE this song. I’ve listened to it 6 times and cried 3 out of the six. This song is so reminiscent of the fearless era to me that it just reminds me of being 15. I feel like I’m 15 again listening to this. it’s like I’m transported back before all the bad shit in my life really started to happen. Then it makes me think about all the teens who are 15 now and getting to experience this song and this feeling and then i cry for 10 minutes lol. I cried typing this.

9. Cornelia Street (10/10)

Favorite Lyric:  “We bless the rains on Cornelia Street”

Favorite Vocals:

I hope I never lose you, hope it never ends I'd never walk Cornelia Street again

Overall Thoughts: I was so happy to hear this song! this is the RED type of soundtrack that I spent months wishing for. (im very happy with what we got but red is my favorite album in existence so i’m hoping for more of that some day.) It gives me major RED vibes and reminds me of starlight a little bit. I love the imagery as well. I’ve never been to Cornelia St but i can picture it. I’m transported. MORE OF THIS PLEASE.

10. Death By a Thousand Cuts (10/10)

Favorite Lyric:

“I look through the windows of this love Even though we boarded them up”

Favorite Vocals:

“My heart, my hips, my body, my love Tryna find a part of me that you didn't touch”

“Our songs, our films, united we stand Our country, guess it was a lawless land”

Overall Thoughts: I loved it from the first time I heard it and I really love the arrangement of this song. I also just found a quote saying that she wrote it about Someone Great and that makes me love it even more because I’m totally obsessed with that movie. Whenever I have a conversation about Tv with someone, I’m alway like “HAVE YOU WATCHED SOMEONE GREAT????? Why not?/? What are you doing with your life because it’s perfect.” This song is also perfect.

11. London Boy (10/10)

Favorite Lyric:  

“They say home is where the heart is But that's not where mine lives”

Favorite Vocals:  “ Just wanna be with you Wanna be with you”

Overall Thoughts: This sweet. I know nothing about London geography but I’m rooting for Taylor and her London Boy. Their relationship is adorable and I’m glad they’re happy! This song is gonna be really fun at tour.

12. Soon You’ll Get Better (Featuring the Dixie Chicks) (10/10)

Favorite Heartbreaking Lyric:

“And I hate to make this all about me But who am I supposed to talk to? What am I supposed to do If there's no you?”

Favorite Melody:

“I'll paint the kitchen neon, I'll brighten up the sky I know I'll never get it, there's not a day that I won't try”

Overall Thoughts: so many emotions. When we got the Dixie Chicks easter egg, it was the song i was most excited for... until I realized that the song they would be featured on was this one. I was expecting Goodbye Earl and I got Traveling Soilder. OUCH. This breaks my heart and I really hope that Andrea does get better. losing someone is terrible and I’m praying it’s something Taylor and her family don’t have to experience for many many many years. I’m not religious but praying for you.

13. False God (4/10) oww sorry

Favorite Lyric: ?IAMCONFUSION.

Favorite Vocals: the whole thing sounds great.

Overall Thoughts: I don’t really like this song? it’s just kinda meh. it feels jarring to hear after Soon You’ll Get Better and I DON’T GET IT? like it makes me feel dumb. I’ve listened to it 6 times and still don’t know. When I heard it the second time I was like Oh I Forgot That You Existed. Then I was just confused.  What is the false god... is it her.. is it new york city, is the love? I don’t know. Why is she singing from the point of view of the city? This song stresses me out which is a really bummer because I love how the vocals sound but then i listen to the lyrics and get frustrated. Also the only song I wanted to skip all six times. I think part of it is just placement though. after soon you’ll get better i’m not in the mood for this especially when I know there are better songs coming up and I want to hear them now. Someone explain this to me if you get it because i’m lost.

14. You Need to Calm Down (10/10)

Favorite Lyric:  

“Say it in the street, that's a knock-out But you say it in a Tweet, that's a cop-out”

Favorite Vocals:  “Why are you mad when you could be GLAAD? (You could be GLAAD)”

Overall Thoughts: Love it. Such a jam. Loved the music video.

15. Afterglow (10/10)

Favorite Lyric: “Meet me in the afterglow”

Favorite Vocals:  

“This ultraviolet morning light below Tells me this love is worth the fight, oh”

Overall Thoughts: I love this. One of my favorites on the album. It’s like a more pop sounding Back to December with a possibility of a positive outcome. Back to December was like i’m sorry i wish i could take it back and this is like I’m sorry can we fix this and meet in the afterglow! Meeting in the afterglow sounds so poetic and light. It brings imagery and peace to my mind and I’m all about it.

16. ME! (Featuring Brendon Urie) (9/10)

Favorite Lyric: “Livin' in winter, I am your summer”

Favorite Vocals:

“I know that I went psycho on the phone I never leave well enough alone And trouble's gonna follow where I go”

Overall Thoughts: I liked Spelling Is FUN. fight me. still gonna yell it at tour. I would have liked a little more complexity in the lyrics though... while keeping spelling is fun.

17. It’s Nice To Have a Friend (9/10)

Favorite Lyric:

“Light pink sky, up on the roof Sun sinks down, no curfew”

Favorite Vocals: the whole song is my favorite vocal because it’s amazing and it sounds great. (I said this like how craig from parks and rec said this is my friend madison she amazing and SHE DROVE ME HERE. it’s very important that you read it like that because that’s how I meant it. IT’S GREAT)

Overall Thoughts: Apparently every one at secret sessions didn’t like this song but I love it. Also saw a couple people describe it as creepy sounding which WHAT? are we listening to the same song??? I think it sounds romantic and gives me the imagery I want. I can picture this love. it’s innocent and wonderful. Very light and very airy sounding. Kinda gives me a Marina vibe which I love. Only complaint is I wish it were longer.

18. Daylight (10/10)

Favorite Lyric:  

“I wounded the good and I trusted the wicked Clearing the air, I breathed in the smoke”

Favorite Vocals: I’m living for the entire bridge.

Overall Thoughts: YES YES YES. This should have been track 5 but I also understand having it at the end as a valid choice as well. ALSO SHE MENTIONED RED. okay je suis calme but this song is beautiful and i’m just so happy and so proud of you Taylor. I cried at the end. “You are what you love” I have loved her music since I was 12 and now at 25 it still means so much to me. it’s been a vital part of my life and honestly the only reason i’m alive right now.  Thank you.  

OVERALL THOUGHTS: if you’re still reading by now bless you because I’m rambling. I truly love this Album. it’s got some solid bops and some beautiful poetic songs. I think my favorite songs so far are

I Forgot that you existed #1BOP

Paper Rings #1emotioninvoking

Daylight #1lyrics

170 out 180 which means that this album is a 9.4 in my opinion!!!!

Taylor if you read this, I love you. Your music means so much to me. It’s gotten me through so much. I really hope your Mom does get better.  ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡  

[manymessyfandoms]

I love your iron Dad fics and your prose is so nice man it flows really well. Could you maybe write about when Tony goes to the career day at Peter’s school? (Im just picturing that picture where Tom looks like an embarrassed son) Gracias!

Yes, of course! And for real, thank you so much for the compliment, catch me grinning like an idiot at my computer 

(PART ONE) (PART TWO)

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, LOVE

“Class, don’t forget tomorrow is career day! And- Peter? Can I have a word with you?”

Peter’s head snapped up at hearing his name and he nodded, walking over to where she stood as the class filed out of the room. “What’s up?”

She looked at him with an irritated expression. “I think you need to take career day more seriously and stop treating it as a joke. ‘Tony Stark’? Really?”

It took him a minute to realize what she was saying. “Wha- no! It’s not a joke, I swear!” he said. “Tony’s coming, Ms. L. I promise.”

That was an understatement. Tony was more excited for Peter’s career day than Peter himself.

But his teacher didn’t look like she would quite believe that bit of information. “You’re really sticking with this then?” She let out a sigh. “Fine. But I’ll have you know if he doesn’t show tomorrow, I’ll have no choice but to mark you down a letter grade.”

Peter gave her a thumbs up, not worried in the slightest. “Okay, sounds good.” She just rolled her eyes slightly and waved him off.

Someone must’ve overheard them talking, because when Peter arrived at school the next day, he was getting strange looks.

“Dude,” Ned said as he walked up to him, “people heard Tony’s coming in for career day, and they are freaking out. Well, a third of them are freaking out. The rest think you’re lying.” Peter laughed for a moment before he felt something hit the back of his head.

It was another kid from Peter’s class. Flash hadn’t been an issue in so long, Peter had almost forgotten there was more than one asshole in the school.

“Hey, Parker. Somebody told me that you have Tony Stark coming in for career day, and you know what? I might actually believe them. I mean, your parents are dead, your uncle is dead, who else would be able to do it?” Peter felt his heart sink and he squeezed his hand into a fist. “I’ve heard rumors that Stark came by the school when you had that spaz attack, so maybe you’re not full of horseshit, but let me be very clear, it doesn’t matter who you know, you will always be nothing.”

Peter stood there as he walked away, not quite knowing what to do with all that. 

“-eter? Hey, Peter?” Ned’s voice phased in, and Peter looked towards him. “You okay, man? You kind of spaced out there for a second.”

“No, I’m fine,” Peter mumbled, looking back down at his shoes. He didn’t mean to be affected by the other kid’s words, but he couldn’t help it. His remarks about his parents and Ben were enough to knock the wind out of him.

Ned gave him a sympathetic look. “Don’t listen to that douchebag,” he said softly. “He doesn’t know shit.”

Peter nodded. “Right, of course. I know.” He faked a smile before walking to his next class.

He felt off for the rest of the day. It wasn’t until he finally got to his final period and he knew he’d see Tony that he started to feel like himself again. 

“Alright,” the teacher said as she glanced at the clock. “So, your parents should be arriving any minute now-”

As if summoned by her words, Tony Stark strutted through the door, and Peter’s smile grew genuine for the first time since that morning. 

“Am I late?” Tony asked. “I’m kidding. Of course I’m not late. Oh, Pete!” He walked over to where Peter was sitting and plopped into the space next to him. “Ah, this is cozy. Brings me back to my own high school experience. Although I really only was in class about 50% of the time.”

“Thank you for coming, Tony,” Peter said with genuine relief in his voice, and Tony scrunched his eyebrows. 

He casually slung an arm on Peter’s shoulder and lowered his voice. “What’s wrong, kid?”

The rest of the parents that were able to make it started entering, so the students’ eyes diverted from the two of them, but the eyes would only leave for a few moments before inevitably shifting back to them. 

“Nothing, I’m fine, Mr. Stark,” he muttered.

“You’re a horrible liar, Peter.” The teacher was speaking again before he could pester him more. 

“Okay then! I think that everyone’s here, so we could get started. We’ll be going alphabetically, so the Barch’s will be starting.”

It was only five minutes later that Tony nudged his shoulder. “You going to tell me what’s wrong or am I going to have to guess,” he said under his breath.

“I said nothing was wrong.”

“Yeah, and I said you’re a horrible liar. Now that we’re done recapping, can you tell me why you look like somebody kicked your puppy?”

“I don’t have a puppy.”

“It’s a metaphorical puppy, Parker.”

“Erm- Peter and Mr. Stark?” Ms. L’s voice interrupted. “Please no talking during the other students orientation.”

Tony gave her a thumbs up before saying, “Sorry, teach. Carry on.”

A few parents later, Peter felt something hit the back of his neck. He grimaced after wiping off the spitball and pointedly ignoring Tony’s look.

It was a bold move, Peter gave him that. Doing that with all the parents around. 

“Peter-”

His teacher’s voice cut him off. “All right, how about a round of applause for Mrs. Roland! Up next is Mr. Stark, here for Peter Parker.”

Tony glanced at Peter for a moment before he stood up walked towards the front of the room, tucking his glasses in his jacket pocket. 

“Yes, hello. I am Tony Stark, as I’m sure you all know, and I’m here to talk about what I do.” Tony went on with his speech and Peter spaced out, lulled by the sound of his voice, until his name startled him out of his trance. “Pete? Can you help me demonstrate the newest bot?”

Peter nodded and walked towards the front of the class. “Of course.”

“You see, Peter here helps me out with some of my most valuable assets. The kid might even know as much as me. In fact, I actually brought one of his own inventions.” 

“Wait, you brought Harry?” Harry was one of Peter’s AI robots. He wasn’t as advanced as Tony’s, but he was good enough for Peter to be proud of himself, and apparently Mr. Stark, too, because the pride in his voice was unmistakeable when he spoke next.

“It’s the most brilliant thing I’ve ever seen from someone his age. Let me tell you, this school doesn’t know what it’s got with this one. He’s going to be one of the greats. He’s already got one of the most brilliant minds, and he’s only sixteen. You’re lucky you have the privilege of having him here.”

Peter was blushing all the way down his neck by the time Tony had finished. “Uh- I mean, he’s exaggerating-”

“No, no, I’m not. Show them Harry.”  

He could still feel the heat on his face when he said, “Hey, Harry? Awake.” Immediately, the robot woke up and rolled over to where Peter was standing, and he grinned. “Hey, buddy.” 

“Hello, Peter.”

“So, why don’t you tell my classmates a little about yourself.”

Harry turned towards the class and started speaking. “Hello, Peter’s class. My name is Harry. I am a form of artificial intelligence crafted by Peter Benjamin Parker.” Peter was still smiling at his bot as he went into the specifics of his innerworkings, and Tony clapped a hand on his shoulder. “I sometimes help Peter when he goes out on missions, and the other Av-”

“Harry, sleep!” Peter yelled, and the bot shut down. His outburst caused the class’s looks to shift from wonder to confusion. “Uh, he calls everything ‘missions’. Like, I can be like, ‘Yo, Harry, where’s the nearest sandwich shop?’, and he’d be like, “It’s on 25th Street, good luck on your mission.’” There was an awkward silence and Peter could feel Tony choking back a laugh. 

“Right,” Tony said. “So, that’s Peter’s bot. I’ve got a few more things here that we work on- like that, Pete, grab that for me, will you?”

The rest of the presentation went well. It was when they got to the questions that things got… confrontational. 

“Yeah, I’ve got a question for Tony,” the kid from earlier that day said. “What are you getting out of all of this?”

Tony was quiet for a beat. “Pardon me?”

“Well, you’re a big shot billionaire with probably a million things to do. This seems a little below your pay grade.”

Tony squinted. “Is this guy kidding? Are you kidding?” 

“No, I’m being serious.”

“I thought this was fairly obvious, but I’m here because Peter needed me here.”

A scoff. “You expect us to believe that?” he said with bitterness. “That you’re here because of Parker? No, what is it really? Good publicity?”

Tony looked around the room in a dramatic way. “Do you see any cameras, because I don’t.” Tony kept talking before he could be interrupted. “You know, I don’t think I like you very much, pal. Like I said, Peter asked me to come, so I came. No ulterior motives.”

“But Peter doesn’t even matter.” And that was the wrong thing to say.

“I’m sorry, did you just say Peter Parker doesn’t even matter? Are you sniffing glue?”

Peter grabbed his arm lightly. “Tony, it’s fine.”

“No, Pete, I didn’t say all that stuff about this school being lucky to have you for shits and giggles. I said it because it’s true, and these teenybopper assholes shouldn’t be talking about things they don’t understand, which they obviously don’t, because if they understood the situation, they’d realize they’re all going to be working for you one day and would be kissing your ass.” Tony huffed out a dry laugh. “‘Doesn’t even matter’. Give it a few years, kid. Then you’ll realize what the rest of us already know. You’ll realize how much Peter Parker matters.”

Everyone seemed slightly stunned, including Peter. He hadn’t anticipated Tony to say all that stuff about him, and the redness was back in his cheeks. 

“Okay,” his teacher said, trying to gain control of the room again. “Okay, I think we’re done with questions. Why doesn’t everyone give a round of applause for Peter and Mr. Stark. Thank you for taking time to come out and speak with us, Mr. Stark.”

“The pleasure was all mine.” He glanced back to where the kid was avoiding his eye. “Well, mostly.”

Later that night when they were back at the tower, Peter sat on the couch while Tony threw a pizza in the oven.

“You didn’t have to say all that stuff, you know.”

“Huh?”

“Back at the school. You didn’t have to say that.”Tony scoffed. “Kid, I know I didn’t have to. I wanted to because it’s the truth. It’s about time those monsters treat you the way you deserve.”

“But they weren’t entirely wrong. I mean, I am nothing, really.” 

Tony stopped from where he was trying to preheat the oven and walked over to where Peter was seated. “You don’t really think that, Pete. Right?”

Normally Peter didn’t listen to whatever people threw his way, but the comment about his parents and Ben ripped him open earlier, so when he was called “nothing”, it settled right in his heart and hadn’t left. 

“Yes. No. I- I don’t know.” He rubbed a hand over his face. 

“Peter, I meant every single goddamn syllable I said in there. And even if you weren’t one of the smartest kids, no people, I knew, you still wouldn’t be nothing. You’re Peter Parker. You will always be something.” Tony laughed. “Hell, you’re everything, kid.” 

Peter sucked in a shuddering breath. “Thank you.”

Tony must’ve noticed the heaviness in his voice because he replied with, “Hey, don’t thank me. You’re the brilliant one, and if you need me to remind you everyday then I will. Actually- FRIDAY? Remind me later to make a pow-wow video for Peter to watch when his self esteem tank is on low.”

Peter laughed. “No! That’s embarrassing, don’t-”

Tony ruffled his hair before walking back into the kitchen. “Oh, I’m doing it, kid. You’re going to have confidence through the roof, just you wait. I can’t have you thinking you’re nothing, Pete. Not on my watch.”

And Peter smiled as his heart grew warm. It didn’t matter what the other kids said. 

He’d still always have everything. 

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

A Definitely Incomplete List Of My Favorite Moments From The Lightning Thief (book), because I'm having Feelings

Percy very causally mentioning times he accidentally hit a school bus with a canon or dropped fifth graders into shark-infested water

Grover Underwood

Just everything he’s ever done

Percy running an illegal candy ring out of his dorm room 

“I was worried they found out I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the internet and were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book.”

When Percy thought Grover was going to give him some deep, meaningful commentary on life to make him feel better but Grover just wanted Percy’s lunch

Percy tried so hard to do well on his Latin final and Chiron somehow thinks it’s a good idea to tell him he’s ‘not normal’ in front of the class my poor boy

That one part where Percy essentially went “Oh hey mom’s home!!! Better reschedule this panic attack I was having!!” 

When Percy did that weird hand sign (that was never explained) and the door slammed on Gabe so hard he flew up the steps

The fact that when Grover finally tracked Percy down he wasn’t wearing any pants. Like, there was literally no reason for him to not have the fake feet and the jeans on. No actual reason for him to be free balling it. Percy just needed a shock apparently. Showing up in the middle of a hurricane with no pants, dramatic ass satyr I love him. 

The SATISFYING DEATH of Gabe’s Camaro + Sally apparently learned bullfighting just in case because she truly is the best mom

Percy killing the minotaur with its own horn

Percy dragging Grover over the camp line while crying for his mom literally end me

“You drool when you sleep.” could we get more iconic here

Percy teasing Annabeth about her crush on Luke

When Luke stole some toiletries for Percy and he got a little choked up because it was apparently the nicest thing anyone had ever done for him

The fact that Chiron basically told Annabeth that Percy was her destiny

The fact that a recovering alcoholic god of wine who hates children was deemed fit to run a camp for children

Not so fun: Percy, upon meeting Mr. D, immediately recognizing the signs of an alcoholic and going out of his way to sit far away from him ‘just in case’

The fact that everyone just expected him to hear ‘the greek gods are real’ and move on?? why would no one let this boy be in shock omg

Zeus apparently had a thing for the fluffy 80′s hairstyles

“the real world is where the monsters are” 

The fact that Poseidon could have claimed Percy at literally any moment but he apparently decided he really needed that dramatic reveal during capture the flag.

When Zeus was feeling Extra Dramatic(tm) after Percy’s claiming so he started making it rain inside the camp boarders and everyone was lowkey freaking out

When Annabeth pulls off her invisible cap and declares she’s going on the quest with him and Percy was like, beyond unsurprised that she was there and didn’t even attempt to fight her 

Chiron forgot to give Percy a sword from his father for like, an entire month. 

Grover with those freaking flying shoes oh my God

Annabeth blushing literally any time Luke talks to her 

IN THIS HOUSE WE LOVE AND RESPECT ARGUS, HEAD OF CAMP SECURITY

lmao when Percy and Annabeth start bickering about something and Argus just winks at Percy because he knows

When they were playing hackey sack with an apple but it got too close to Grover’s mouth and he just ate the whole thing

The entire bus scene oh my God

“I was about to become the ADHD Poster Child of the Year” as he’s CRASHING A BUS

Annabeth on a fury’s back 

the explosion. just. all gr8. 

When Grover tries to play a path finder song and Percy just immediately slams into a tree. Also the fact that the path finder song was actually just a Hillary Duff number. 

“You two are giving me a migraine, and satyr's don’t even get migraines!” 

Percy actually, truly trying to sell the story that the three of them are circus orphans who got separated from their ringleader 

Grover: hey guys this place is REALLY SHADY and we need to leave

Annabeth and Percy: but f o o d

Can you imagine walking into a store and finding your dead uncle’s body on display? Like????

When Medusa revealed herself and Annabeth’s running around invisible, Percy’s swinging a sword blindly and Grover’s flying around screaming and trying to whack her with a stick: everyone here is a MESS

When Annabeth was overly annoyed with Percy after that ordeal??? Sweetheart you fell for the trick too

Name something more iconic than 12 year old Percy Jackson mailing the decapitated head of Medusa to the gods on Mt. Olympus in an act of sheer pettiness. I dare you. 

When Percy was insisting on taking first watch while the others slept and Grover was basically like “hey kiddo listen to this” and played a song that immediately knocked him out so he could sleep all night 

“Percy. Say hello to the poodle.”

Percy seeing all the Greek creatures from the train window 

When Annabeth was dragging the boys to the St. Louis Arch and Percy’s claustrophobic ass Did Not Want To Get In That Tiny Elevator but he went anyway because he wanted Annabeth to be happy. That boy has had it bad since the start. 

“I am Echidna!”

“Isn’t...isn’t that a type of anteater?”

“I HATE AUSTRALIA.” 

How many times has Percy actually been poisoned throughout all the series I literally want a count 

‘Lemme just, uh....jump off the fucking St. Louis Arch and hope I don’t die when I hit the water.’

There is just something very aesthetic about Percy lighting a fire in the bottom of a river 

Percy’s got so much pent-up rage that he’s just immediately ready to wreck Ares upon meeting him omfg

THE THRILL RIDE O’ LOVE

Annabeth getting so worked up and flustered over going down there with Percy because it’s a love ride and Percy’s just like “you literally do not have to make this a Thing” lmao

Annabeth wouldn’t let Percy touch Aphrodite’s scarf because she didn’t want him getting infected by love magic but then...touched it herself lol

The entire sequence with the mechanical spiders and the cameras and the ride itself 

Percy’s plan to get off the ride!!!! He’s so smart okay can people stop calling him stupid!!! 

Grover trying to catch them both in mid-air but they‘re too heavy so the three of them just kind of slowly crash into one of those face-cut-out posters lol

Percy, turning to the camera’s broadcasting this shit on Olympus: “Show’s over! Thank You! Goodnight!” 

THE FUCKING ZOO BUS

Everything about that scene omg. The animals they had to help. Trying to convince Grover of how great he is. The baby percabeth. my h e a r t

“What if it does line up like the Trojan War? Athena versus Poseidon?”

“I don’t know what my mom will do. I just know I’ll be fighting next to you.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re my friend, Seaweed Brain, any more stupid questions?”

Do you hear that sound? That’s me, ages 13-21(+) sobbing uncontrollably oh my God I love them so much

‘let’s just set a fucking lion loose in Las Vegas’ 

“I put a Blessing of the Wild on them, so they’ll safely find food and shelter wherever they go.”

“Why can’t you put on of those on us?”

“It only works on wild animals.”

“So it would only effect Percy...”

“HEY!” 

When they get to the Lotus hotel and Grover starts playing that game where the deer shoot the hunters azxjhnhdjx

Percy physically having to drag his friends out of there once he realized it was the lair of the lotus eaters

When Annabeth gave the taxi driver her lotus credit card and he started calling her “Your Highness” lmao

Every time in this book Percy comes close to uncovering a Dark Truth the people around him are just like “let’s not worry about that :) “ and my polite boy actually shuts up it’s so wild because I would just keep going lol

CRUSTY THE WATER BED SALESMAN 

Listen that entire scene has lowkey always been one of my Favs and I’m not even sure why but Percy chopping his head off was g r e a t

The entrance to the Underworld is DOA Recording Studios and I love it

“We, uh...all drowned in a bathtub.”

Poor Charon just wants his Italian suits he doesn’t need all this bullshit 

Grover almost getting dragged into Tartarus: not good. very bad. bad shit. 

Annabeth getting emotionally attached to Cerberus in the span of 3 minutes: RELATABLE 

‘huh my backpack that I thought I got rid of five days ago is getting weirdly heavy, that’s not suspicious though, right?’ 

When Hades just starts monologue-ing about all the shit he has to put up with

“what kind of awful things do you have to do to get sewn into Hades underwear?” p e r c y

when Percy realizes the Master Bolt is in his backpack and he’s just like. tell me why. why. I’m a good person. what did I DO. 

When Percy has to sacrifice his mom to get Annabeth and Grover out of there I Cri Evey Tiem 

My cute lil’ baby yelling around on a beach to get Ares to show up 

ahdbsjznx when Grover gives Percy a crushed, half eaten tin can for good like and Percy is just like “Grover...I don’t know what to say.” I LOVE HIM

My sweet son kicking the god of war’s ass. bless. blessed on this day. 

The news crews who suddenly started backtracking and writing Percy as a hero 

Percy, choking back tears, giving Gabe’s store’s phone number out on national television and promising everyone free appliances IM STILL CACKLING I LOVE THIS BOY SO MUCH HE’S ICONIC 

Hades actually releasing Sally because he’s Not As Big Of A Dick As He Could Have Been 

Percy: hey I think there’s a really good chance that Kronos was behind this whole mess-

Zeus and Poseidon: XXX KRONOS DO NOT INTERACT XXX

Poseidon rolling his eyes at literally everything Zeus says and does

Poseidon and Percy’s whole talk omg my sweet boy just wants his dad to love him and Poseidon’s trying to figure out how to show affection when he basically signed this kid’s death sentence I’m crying 

A man will never satisfy me as much or in the same way as Sally Jackson murdering Gabe Ugliano did 

Percy was spending months of summer stressing over who the friend that’s supposed to betray him was but like...Sweetie you had exactly three (3) friends and you knew two of them weren’t gonna hurt you

ahbdjsnx when Percy and Luke were having their conversation in the woods and like Luke’s acting shady af the whole time but it’s literally not until he litters that Percy is like “something...is Wrong.” this boy I s2g

Percy getting bit by a scorpion is Not A Favorite Moment but the nymphs helping him out was 

Percy making his Official Decision to go home for the school year only after Annabeth reveals that he actually did talk her into trying again with her family 

I didn’t mean to write out a summary of the whole damn book it’s six am listen I’m just feeling nostalgia for the original series in this chili’s tonight 

whoops

[iraniq]

Summer in Italy

Author's Note: The idea hit me while at work .. there will be more, i just got stuck here :(

My sister’s wedding is coming close! The end of september … and today is 1-st! Damn … I still haven’t picked my dress … she’d offer me some, but they always look horrible. I am too curvey for these. I am not fat tho … just my body have a curves typical for a woman, not like the skelton models. So I was currently in her shop. Not that she owned one, she just works there. She is in love with the place more than she is in love with her future husband!

I was in the dressing room again. Trying the 10-th dress for today. It must be a “nude” color … I looked like a trol wrapped in a potato bag in all that I tried. “ This looks better” I thought to myself as I grabbed the last one. I put it on. “Horrible!”, I exhaled. I stepped out of the small space. I looked myself in the mirror. I looked even worse from a distance. “Haaaar!” I screamed. My eyes get waterly. I was her official maid of honor! I was supposed to look dashing … and with this I looked like a puke. I took my shoes off and throw one of them somewhere and buried my face in my hands. A loud sob escaped my lips.

-        Are you ok? - a man’s voice asked. -        Yeah … - I shoke my head, fixing my hair - I can’t decide in which I look worse. He chuckled. -        We are ready! - another one entered the room, and looked very surprised to find me here.  -        Yes? - I asked him. -        This dress isn’t for you!

“Yeah, like I don’t know, even your snob air ain’t for me”. Apparently my face made a grimase without me knowing. Because he changed his tone to more calm one.

-        I ment that this dress isn’t suitable for your bodytype. -        I know, I look like a troll in a bag! - I almost cried. -        You don’t seem so ok. - the first one spoke again.

-        Yeah I know! My sisters is gonna get married in less then 2 weeks … and she insists on me having one of these dresses … I am here for a 3-th day im a row, and I swear, I tried on all of these … it’s hopeless!

-        Let me help you! - the second one said. - Turn around, I need a better look on you! -        Do you work here? -        Sort of … - they both chuckled. -        Because I ain’t letting some perverts looking at me, I have a spicy peper spray in my bag, and I am gonna … - before I manage to speak he already spinn me aroud, studing me.  -        Yes … - he also mumbled something in italian that I didn’t understand, but at this point I was so desperate I didn’t care. - Wait here … and you … - he pointed at his friend - start dressing! -        Yes, sir! - he laughed.

I stood there.

-        What abou me? -        I’ll be back in a minute, and J … don’t peek in! -        Yeah, J, don’t peek in! - I mocked him.

He smiled and stuck his tongue out at me. I stayed there, looking at myself. 

-        I look like crap. -        A pretty crap, tho! - he yelled from his dressing room. -        Aren’t you supposed to be in the men’s section. -        These are private! - he laughed. -        Aw … - “way to go, you again are somewhere you are not supposed to be!” - So that’s why your friend was shocked. I better go! - my sis works here for a year and a half, embarrassing her was the last thing in my list. -        Better not, or Ale will kill you! -        Who? -        My friend. -        Aha! So…

Before I finish he peeked out his dressing room.

-        Are you ready? -        What? -        To see me? -        Ok. - after he got out … he was … I started laughing so loud, he was so finny … like homeless person, but super coloreful! These people and their “high fashion taste”. He frowned. And even looked mad. But I just couldn’t stop. - I … I … am … so … sorry … - I tried to mumble. -        It’s too … bright? - he was so calm while talking. He must be one of these “I am too cool for this world” people.  -        Bright? Are you trying to be a clown? -        I already was, darling, and I wasn’t dressed like this! - he said with a smirk. -        Ok, here we go! - His friend came back, with couple of dresses. I took the ones I already tried away, and he gave me couple new. -        It’s supposed to be a short one … -        Shush, go and get dressed! - he waved his hand at me, pointing the dressing room. -        Ugh … no! - it’s too small. -        It’s not!- he insisted. -        Dude, I have breasts, you know. - they both laughed. I tried another. - Nope, too naked! -        I want to see you! -        Shuuu … Joseph! Keep on trying yours! -        Ugh … i am 1'55 i can’t wear long naked dresses. -        Why not? -        Because … Joseph, I preffer something short and cute.

I am sure his friend feels like a kindergarden teacher or 2 whining kids.

-        I am ready, wanna laugh again? -        Sure.

We both stepped out.

-        And? - he spoon around. -        You look funny again, but I like the pants, they match your eyes! - “did he just blush” - this is too naked again, they will fall. - I pointed at my breasts. -        You shouldn’t have put that much! – he winked at me, fixing his shirt. -        I am european, you bitch, these are natural! - the nerve on this man! They both laugh!

A woman came in, she spoke with his friend, Italian of course, she spoke to Joseph too, he answered with “you too”, but she didn’t said he looks good, nor wished him a “good day”, these were the phrases I manage to learn from my Italian lessons with my sis. The woman then looked at me, first surprised, then she blinked, smiled at me and left.

-        Yes, this is too naked, if you just wait, my assistant will bring you some more. -        Ok. Not like, I have anything else to do. – I said and dramatically waved my hair.

Joseph went in his dressing room mumbling “nice cleavage”, of course I pretended I didn’t hear that. I was too desperate to find the perfect dress to be mad at people right now.

My sister called, we spoke on our language. Just to be sure no one would understand. She asked where I was, I said I was at the named shop, trying dresses, I said one of the assistants in the shop is helping me. Of course, she reminded me not to be rude at the people and hung up.

-        When is your sister’s wedding? -        26-th this month. -        Lord, you are way out of time! -        Tell me about it … it’s too colorful, but I like the design of the shirt. – he smiled and nod. Trying not to stare at my nakedness. - I look like a slut, I know. -        You are a beautiful woman, but I don’t think this is your type of dress either. – he gave me a “I feel you” smile and went to change again.

His friend left us, yelling on the phone.

-        Someone is in trouble. – I said. -        You speak Italian? -        What he said meant, “you are in trouble”. – I laughed – It’s a thing my sis often says to me. Wait, aren’t you? -        Italian? – he got out with a new dose of mixed colors and waved his hand in “Italian manner”. – Sure I speak! – he said in “Italian manner” with an accent, but still in English. We both laugh.

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[thejamesoldier]

81 Bucky x Reader?

Thanks lovie for sending something in! This was so fun to write bc let’s face it, we’re all jealous hoes when it comes to Bucky xxx

Prompt #81: “Who’s texting you? - “Umm. Nobody.”

{im sorry but this gif is actually making me cry. he’s just so beautiful someone stop him}

A Naked Face & A Phone

There were a couple of Things that happened that ultimately led to your downfall.

The first Thing was Bucky got a phone.

The second was Bucky shaved for the first time since the 40′s. Like not stubble management, but actually full on shaved. Naked face and all.  

Both were huge steps for him and you were so proud. You didn’t tell him that because you’re not Steve and it’d be weird. The only reason Bucky and you have ever spoken is because your the only one he let’s work on his arm.

Stark brought you in because you’re the best of the best when it comes to modern cutting edge technology (which Tony never said straight out, but it was implied and coming from Tony Stark you were flattered). Originally you were only supposed to conference with Stark about creating a new arm for one Sergeant Barnes. Help him with ideas and such because two geniuses were certainly better than one. But when you both brain stormed up a possible first model to present to Barnes before actually making it (because Barnes knows more about it than you two ever would and it would be stupid not to have him involved in the process), he took one look at the graphs and walked out without saying a word.

Tony almost chased him down being offended, furious, and exhausted from about two weeks of no sleep and too much coffee trying to make this for him with you. But you held him back and talked some of Barnes perspective into him. You figured the idea of any kind of surgery on his body would with out a doubt be one of Barnes’ big red ‘DON’T PUSH ME’ buttons on the PTSD panel in his brain.

It took a month of hard conversations and more model work-throughs before Stark, Barnes, and you decided on a final draft. You and Stark manifested this final theory into reality to make the first physical model of Barnes’s new arm. When it came time to put it on though, Barnes took one step into the surgery/tech room, one look at the metal table in the center of hovering machines and assistant drones, and plummeted into one of the most heart wrenching panic episodes you have ever witnessed. It down right broke you in two.  

It took another month for Barnes to be comfortable enough to even look Tony and you in eye (not that it was personal, you had to keep reminding Tony of that), and then another month after that to agree to try again. You couldn’t blame him for his fears. Honestly, if it were you, you would have given up long ago. But Bucky has the kind of soul that is so resilient, so strong even at it’s weakest, that he truly does belong in those comic books and museum murals. He deserved to be made a constellation in the sky to be look up to an awed at. Bucky astounded you.

Of course you’ve never told him that.

It turned out that Barnes was only comfortable with you touching him and securing the new arm because during his time with Hydra, no woman ever worked on him. Sure there were women scientists, but the actual surgeries and operations and tune-ups were left to the male “doctors”. Tony, for once, wasn’t offended if maybe a little troubled. Tony understood it wasn’t about him, it wasn’t even about Barnes, it was about fear and how it controls the mind and body, irrational or not.

It’s been about a year and a half since you attached that first new arm; a year and a half of you hopelessly and secretly pinning over Bucky Barnes.

Currently, you’re sitting in your own tech room (after the realization that Bucky wouldn’t allow anything to be done to him unless you were doing it, you were permanently hired) at Stark Tower, sitting a little crooked on a rollie-stool, bent over at an odd angle, nose deep in Bucky’s newest upgraded arm: JBB Model #024.

For the last hour you have been trying to get a set of wires to cooperate in his forearm and are heavily relying on your stores of patience to not do something childish or over dramatic in front of Bucky. Bucky still couldn’t make himself sit in a chair with a high back or head rest, so instead he sits on a stool too, metal (or vibranium – courtesy of T’Challa) arm resting on the sturdy work table between you. A bunch of tools and gadgets are displayed haphazardly on the generous wide tray. At the beginning of your tune-up the tools were all perfectly organized by purpose and necessity, but as this process dragged on a lot longer than originally planned, you got sucked into the mechanics of his arm and sacrificed your pretty tray for a messy one.

Your eyes hadn’t left the inside of his arm the entire time, blindly grabbing at tools and things as you could not pull your focus away or relax the line that felt as deep as the grand fucking canyon inbetween your eyebrows. Bucky watched every tick and snap you made in his arm. At the beginning he had to watch because he never was aloud to watch before, making sure you were doing what you told him you were doing. He sometimes felt the need to apologize for treating you like a Hyrda doctor, but one look at your face and he knew you understood and weren’t even the slightest bit offended.

He was so grateful.

Bucky now watched yes to oversee progress, but his gripping fear lessened the more he trusted you, and instead his eyes had wandered to watching you. He hadn’t looked at a woman and thought, ‘She’s pretty’ in such a long time that when it happened to him in the middle of one of your regular tune-ups, he had to exercise every inch of self control to not jolt in his seat. You thankfully didn’t notice but Bucky was left with a big ol’ ball of yarn to grapple with now.

As he observes you now, focused like the world will end if you break your concentration for even a second, he gives himself permission to admire you. He’s as familiar with the planes and lines and curves of your face as you are with every inch, inside and out, of Bucky’s arm. You’re simply beautiful, and Bucky feels so refreshed at having such a human thought but also nervous because shit how does this work again? and he’s kept this precious feeling he has for you tucked safe away inside his chest. No danger of being found out because if Bucky is good at anything, its holding onto things.

Barnes believes he’s too fucked up for you, but there’s no law against admiring you from a far (or one foot away) is there? He doesn’t remember that there was. Staring is only rude if you’re caught, which he made sure he never was.

As you tinker away you’re so absorbed in your work that you don’t feel Bucky’s gaze on your face, never have. You go into this zone when you work where everything blurs out, time, hunger, thirst, rest, your surroundings, and its a curse and blessing. Tony is the only one (and Bruce) who gets that.

Now nothing short of the world blowing up could pull you from your focus –

Beep beep!

Your ears register the sound of a phone vibrating and for some reason your brain deems this ‘world blowing up’ serious because you tear your eyes away from the godforsaken wires, to see Bucky blinking down at his Stark phone, large thumb tapping across the screen.

Your sore fingers want to twitch but instead you let your left eye do the twitching instead. Before you can stop yourself because who the fuck is texting Bucky?!! you finally, after a year and a half, trip up.

“Who’s texting you?” You would like to say your voice was casual and friendly, but instead it sounded hoarse from not having spoken in a while and surprisingly sharp.

Bucky’s thumb pauses. A number of reactions and emotions flutter and tumble through him at your tone. Plus the fact that you never once have been distracted, or even made small talk, while working on his arm before and now of all times you break your streak? Bucky ends up settling on feeling mushy and warm but also like gongs were being banged on in his stomach when he hits send, locks his phone, and stuffs it back into the front pocket of his jeans before responding.

“Umm. Nobody.” Now Bucky had no idea why he lied. Obviously someone had texted him (it was Sam yelling at him in capslock accusing him of eating the last of the oreos he had called dibs on; Bucky was totally guilty of this quote ‘HEINOUS CRIME’), but for some reason a foreign instinct told Bucky to be cryptic. To be mysterious.

Barnes’ words hit you like a slap in the face. The obvious fact that you had expected him to tell you was beyond embarrassing. He might be yours in your head, but in reality he barely said two words to you. Of course it wasn’t your damn business to demand to know who’s texting him! Bucky’s looking at you from the corner of his eye like you might have another head sprouting out of your skull or something. Your heart cries and hides under metaphorical covers.

Bucky keeps his profile to you, side-eyeing you with what he hopes is a dark horse (as Nat had called him) sexy confidence, but seeing your face heat up and your eyes blink back an expression of unfiltered humiliation, before you practically stuff your face inside his arm as you get back to work, he realizes you may have misinterpreted him.

Fuck, he thinks, barely stopping himself from huffing like a child, this flirting shit is harder than I remember.

You almost can’t take the never ending Niagara Falls level of embarrassment pouring over your head and soaking your body to the bone. You want to vomit. You want to stab yourself in the eye with the electric tweezers in your hand. You also couldn’t stop even if you wanted to the rush of theories running through your head at who could be texting him. The phone is new, barely a week old so you comfort yourself that he couldn’t have gotten loads of girls’ numbers…

Yet, you’re inner asshole adds.

You know Nat is trying to rope Bucky into her matchmaking game, the same one that she’s been doing with Steve. Your heart gives an extraordinarily uncomfortable squeeze in your chest, but you’re proud to say you didn’t wheeze. You only continue working on the wires, praying you can fix them because sitting here under Bucky’s obviously disgusted eye is Purgatory itself.

Bucky hears your heart do an impressive chorus of pumps and jolts, the only hint that you’re as effected by this as he wanted you to be. Okay maybe he didn’t want to make you feel humiliated, but the confirmation that you cared was so satisfying; he actually loved you wanted to know who was texting him. Your exterior expression is back to its professional masked coolness and Bucky is hit with the itching urge to try to do something to break it again. To peel you out of your formalities and get you offering –

Offering? Bucky’s eyebrows would have knit together but his face is as cool and empty as yours, Offering him what?

Its another ten horrible minutes from hell before you finally fix those fucking wires. As quickly as you possibly can you carefully re-plate his arm, making sure everything is secure and smooth, before near leaping out of your seat and sprinting for the sliding glass door even if this is your workshop. Shut up, escaping was vital to your survival at this point. You shout some excuse about really having to go to the bathroom before Bucky can say anything, door already sliding close behind you.

Bucky stares after you, outwardly impassive, but inside there’s a hurricane of What the Actual Fuck Am I Doing?

It’s been a week since your outburst. You keep torturing yourself with re-runs of the moment to remind yourself why you need to avoid him at all costs. I mean not that you spoke that much anyway, but still you made extra sure. You wish you were cool enough to not have to avoid him and could hide your feelings so effortlessly like Natasha tried to teach you, but you were much more pathetic and therefore, weren’t good at hiding your feelings. You’re surprised you’ve gotten away with it this long. If it was a normal dude you would have been caught much sooner, but since Bucky is so far from normal you realize that’s been your cop out.

Now you’re panicking. Because Bucky, while oblivious to certain things while he re-learns how to be a man, was and still is one of the world’s most deadly assassins with instincts and reflexes as sharp as a fucking laser. Nothing got past him in a professional setting, but now that he’s realizing he can apply those same skills to everyday communication in reading people you have a fairly good dooming feeling that your time has run out.

He’ll emotionally snipe your ass so quick you won’t even know what hit you.

Bucky’s arm tune-ups are weekly. Sometimes more than once a week if there are any minor training incidents or the like. Tomorrow he’s due back in your workshop and you’ve been laying sprawled out on the carpet of your bedroom in your place in Queens for the better part of three hours.

You’ve been meticulously going over emergency procedures, installing ‘self-eject’ buttons, on multiple situations that could occur in that room. You know your end is here but goddammit you’re going in prepared. You know you might be over-dramatizing things, but you’ve been head over heels for this guy for a year and a half. You give yourself a little slack.

It’s tomorrow and your about ready to vomit sitting, or more like jittering on your stool obsessively organizing and re-organizing your tools. Your hair is tied back into a loose ponytail to keep your hair out of your face as you work, but you are tempted to yank a few strands out to hide behind. Before your nerves can get the better of you and release a curtain of your hair, Bucky strides in.

You don’t look up right away, pretending to be professionally preparing your tools for the tune-up. It’s not until Bucky grunts his usual hello and sits down, before you brave a quick glance up and do a painfully embarrassing double take. Your lips part, your fingers drop the tool you just picked up, and your lungs peace out.

Thing #2 happened. He shaved.

The once rugged look Bucky sported had disappeared completely. The loss of stubble on his face revealed the elegant lines of high cheekbones and a diamond cut jawline, high arched eyebrows sitting low and enticing over crystalline cobalt eyes, a swath of coal lashes that cast soft shadows on either side of a swooping nose sitting above the deep valley of his cupid’s bow. It all collected into this handsome portrait of old world charm and beauty.

The sound of your tool clanking against the metal of your tray wrenches you out of your staring. You fumble with it some more making an awful ruckus. Bucky is smiling fondly at you scrambling cross the work table and gently places his metal elbow down in the usual position you like it when you first start. When you eventually wrangle your tools back to their spots and a loud silence reigns over the two of you, you gently run your fingers over his arm before starting the tune-up.

Your cheeks are like two bonfires that adamantly refuse to go out. Bucky watches you blush and blush and blush and blush as you dive nose first into his arm. It’s downright adorable. He hears your heart pump unevenly and fast, doing it’s best imitation of Thumper in your chest. Bucky rolls his shoulders a little and swallows against a dry throat. He takes out his phone and opens up the messaging app.

“Sorry!” You squeak when your fingers twitch at seeing Bucky fucking texting again who the hell is he texting?! and a sensor on the inside of his bicep sends an electric jolt into Barnes’ shoulder.

Bucky feels the jolt but doesn’t do anything but smile when you look up all doe-eyed and jumpy.

“Didn’t hurt.” The supersoldier says kindly, looking in your eyes and letting his smile ink into his gaze. You bite your lip, flutter your lashes in a nervous flurry, and snap your eyes back down to his arm.

Bucky is so damn smug with himself. Knowing for sure that him possibly communicating with other people makes you jealous. At first he didn’t know why you were acting the way you were, he just knew he liked it. It wasn’t until he really thought about it that it came to him. Bucky doesn’t want to play with you, he just wanted to run a few tests of his own before going in for what he so charmingly called ‘Real Obvious Flirting Initiative’.

With a small steadying breath and without taking his eyes off you, Bucky types out a text. His smile grows with your terribly hidden jealousy as you listen to the thick pads of his thumb tap the screen. When he’s finished typing, he checks to make sure there are no weird autocorrected words then hits send.

Your phone goes off with a ding! in your back pocket. You pay no mind to it and continue to work, subconsciously plotting ways to steal his phone and see who he has in his contacts. Threatening every female in his contact list is too much right? Right, yeah too much. Maybe you could accidentally break the phone? No, Stark would get him a new one. Probably even a better one at that. You continue your devious train of thought while pacing on through the tune-up.

Thankfully Bucky doesn’t pull out his phone again, so when you finish you don’t have to bolt out of the room. Again. You look up and deliver (what you hope is) a professional smile and a nod, wiping the grease and fluid off your hands with a rag. Bucky stands, looks down at you and winks.

You’ve never felt so close to death (and maybe heaven) in your entire life.

When Bucky leaves you breathless sitting dumbly on your stool, you pull out your phone and subconsciously check for any messages. 

Today 16:30

Unknown Number: Hi

You furrow your eyebrows and respond.

Today 18:12

You: Who is this?

It’s not a second before you get a reply. 

Unknown Number: Next tune-up you’ll find out

Things went pretty smoothly from there. Sickeningly cute actually but you weren’t complaining (only Tony did but what’s new).

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[thecockandcarrot]

Walter....

Good lord if I could have had the most annoying encounter in my life time, I had to have had it on my last trip to NYC.  In the past, my trips have been solo and I typically don't venture into gay clubs, but this time I was accompanied by my boyfriend, and we wanted to hit up a couple  of spots. 

*Side note* never wear Tom's with a newbie to NYC.  lol  We walked from Hell's Kitchen to the 9/11 Memorial...#36blocks

Tired, but still ready to experience the night, we decided on three places:

The 9th St. Saloon:  A local dive bar (which we love) with a friendly atmosphere and a good place to get a strong cheap drink!  Definitely a must if you like dive bars.  We then decided on ...

Industry Bar:  Name fits the decor.  It's like the perfect bar to spend your night at.  Tables and seating area...decent-sized dance floor...a large accessible bar and to the left, for all you white girl wasted gays and clicky cunt's, there's a bunch of couches and nooks where you can pass out or maintain your imaginary superiority amongst you and your friends....Now if you're wondering who Walter is (Insert cynical laugh here) He. Happened. Next. lol 

Side Note: There's a ramen place on 52nd and 9th St. that we walked by full of Asians at 12am.   anyone know if it's any good? 

It was late and we wanted one last raunchy bar to end our night.  We are in NYC, why not?  Right! A former DCtonian, I met suggested The Cock ....Now the name implied it all, lol, but Jason was weary since he had never been to such a bar.  So we Uber'd over since, Fuck no, I wasn't walking to East Village after those 36 blocks of "I wanna see the city babe" I had to put up with...but that's love, right?

When we walked into the...bar, we were met with a rather large but sweet British woman, a long time friend of the gays, you could tell with this one.  Her only warning was "keep all your belongings in your front pockets if you decide to go downstairs".  We looked at each other and laughed as we pushed past the black velvet curtains.  We darted straight to the bar to buy our drinks and scurried down to the black wonderland. 

The basement area was rather small but maneuverable.  It was dark, humid, and I think we both found the definition of hedonism in that instance.  As we were met with melding bodies gyrating to techno music on the dance floor where there was an absence of practically any light, we had made our way through the pit of thirst.  It was real....lol.  I stood under Jason's arm and we watched the "activities" that were being engaged in before us.

When out of absolutely nowhere this big ole' latin queen with bleached hair pressed through the bodies. Literally out of the darkness, like an elephant in Jumanji, she got up right in Jason's face! And in the most valley girl voice... the bitch proceeds...

"Do you like my hair? I just bleached it"

Jason meeting my equally look of WTF face just 

"uhhhh" 

I broke the painfully long two seconds of silence... 

"I think it would look better if you let the roots grow out a bit."

Walter looks me dead in the face and dramatically flips his pseudo angelic hair and looks back over to Jason, completely ignoring my existence.  Now it's a bar in NYC at 2 am I'm not easily offended so I just stood there observing like a calculating bitch.

Jason, looking in my direction says, "I think he said something to you."

Walter again looks me dead in the face...

"Whaaaaaat"

"I said I think you should let your roots grow out."

Pops his neck..."excuse me Whaaaaat"

Over exaggerating his movements, he removes his round black frames and places them back on his face and repeats himself

"Excuse me whaaaaaat" 

At this point, I realized this bitch was thirsty for my man and was playing the sorority drunk girl who hits on everyone's boyfriend until she finds some sort of validation. Except Walter was in his 40's, overweight, wearing all white, with apparently recently bleached hair. Looking like Mr. Clean's bastard child after he banged out the Mexican cleaning lady. 

I rolled my eyes and he directs his attention back to Jason continuing his mindless wanna be cute skinny bitch babble. Then the bitch gets brave....

"Oh is..thiiiis.... your boyfriend or something?" Breaking his wrist as he motioned in my direction.

It was in that moment that my patience crossed into the "IMA JUMP ACROSS THIS IMAGINARY TABLE AND JUST CUT THIS BITCH" mode. 

I threw both arms in the air breaking out of Jason's hold and in my deepest and loudest military oh shit he's mad voice I sternly yelled out. 

"IM OVER THIS CONVERSATION...I'M DONE!"

Even with the blaring music all eyes darted my way as I broke between WAAAAAALLLTER's gut and Jason. Pulling on his index finger as I walked away screaming at Jason in my head "You better NOT even think about not following behind me!"

The bitch just stood there stunned looking for breadcrumbs....

We made it back to the bar and could not help but laugh afterwards.  We were in disbelief of the absurdity of the situation...like who would ever..I mean really ...who doeeeesss that and thinks it is

1)appropriate 

and 

2) Thinks they will ever get a man that way. 

The rest of the night was fun and we met a some really fun people (Shout out to Ed the play writer!)

Now ...Walter is our running joke and we scurry away every time we "See" him. lol 

[maitretmaitresse]

Went Down In History

send a muse + an ending - Accepting

WENT DOWN IN HISTORY- Your muse’s story is passed down through the ages, sometimes being stretched or exaggerated in places until it becomes a legend told in storybooks and campfires as poems, tall tales, etc.

            “… Andwhen St. Peter met’er outside the Pearly gates, she said                      ‘I’m off t’ave somefun now, tell the Lord ‘E’ll ‘ave ta wait!”                   Now Elsie ‘aunts oldParis-town’nd she takes great delight,                      Exposin’ herself atséances t’give the folk a fright                   Coz in the ‘ole’veChristendom there is no scarier sight                       ‘An Elsie’sghostly lady parts’a glowin’ in the night!”

        Raucouslaughter filled the air of the tavern, the men dispersing back to the bar fromtheir previous positions on or around a table. A refill was in order allaround, particularly for the young lad who’d just gotten off his shift at thedocks. He reached for a cheaply studded mug on the dirty, paneled wall only tobe yelled at by the bartender.

                     “Hey boy! Wot’d’you think yer doin’! ‘At’s not for use, ya know, ‘at wosol’ Thenardier’s when ‘e wos still wif us!”

        The lad starteda bit and jumped back, looking between his reprimander and the rest at the bar,who had just nodded solemnly and crossed themselves.

                                   “Sorry sir,didn’t know… But, if y’don’t mind my askin’, who’re you talkin’ about?”

        It was as thougha gunshot had rung for all the silence surrounding them. All eyes were trainedon the boy before a hushed murmur began. One of them nodded to the empty stoolbeside him as they tried to decide where to start.

                            “How’s ‘e not know? It’s only been, wot, twenty years?”

               “Ah,how’d you know? You were only five. Only one who knew’im proper’s old ‘Nasse, ‘nd‘e may’s well be dead.”

        The tallestof the bunch, a man of forty years who wore a flat cap and a waistcoat ratherthan the jacket favored by the rest, yelled over the din.

                      “I’ll start it.” He swallowed dramatically and raised his eyesheavenwards – as if that’s where their hero could have ended up.

                       “Back durin’ the first empire, there wos a bloke called Pierre Thenard,bless ‘is soul.” He allowed himself a grin, despite the reverent tone. “Theysay ‘e wos the youngest’ve five, ‘nd his oldest three sisters all died durin’the Bastille. ‘E learned stealin’ from ‘is older brother, but the old bastardwos so good by the time ‘e joined up, e’d robbed the church near ‘is townblind.”

                  “Then‘e joined up with Napoleon – ‘e killed nearly ‘alf the Spanish army durin’ thecampaign. I ‘eard the real reason they lost Waterloo wos cause ‘is ‘orse diedalongway so ‘e wos too late t’save it!”

                        “I ‘eard ‘is wife ran into battle for ‘im – dodged three bleedin’ cannonballswith ‘is daughter on ‘er breast – just coz ‘e forgot ‘is lunch!”

              “Course,by then the war wos lost, so ‘e moved back t’the south’ve the city –Montfermeil, I think – ‘nd ‘e started an inn-“

                                   ‘nd lemmetell ya, boy, ‘e robbed every godforsaken bloke ‘oo came in there! None’ve ‘emsuspected ‘im at all!”

               “’Edidn’t think it wos enough’ve a challenge though, so they hauled back up t’Paris.‘E started the ‘ardest damn gang the city ever saw – practically ‘ad the policeeatin’ out’ve their hands. ‘E wos sittin’ on a devil’s hoard’ve gold by thispoint, ‘course, ‘e and ‘is wife when their poor lil’ girl died in thebarricade-“

                       “So they gave it away t’the men ‘oo did ‘em good.”

          A solemnnod by those that had been touched by that particular donation as children.

                            “Nearly put me through school it did.”

              “Boughtme a new pair’ve shoes.”

                        “When death came for ‘im, ‘ewos 80 – I think death wos too scared t’carry off the general t’be honest-“

                       “’e wos sittin’ right in that chair.”

           The boy,entranced by the stories, blanched a bit as he glanced down – causing anotherroar of cackling.

                      “Be ‘onored, boy. Ol’ Thenardier watches’ver us, those ‘oo gotta work too‘ard, or steal for their supper. Up in ‘Eaven, down in ‘Ell, don’t matter to usdoes it?”

                 Afew noises of agreement, followed by clanging of metal mugs on splintery, cheapwood.

                         “Next round’s on me, boys. Courtesy’ve old Pierre!”

          Many toastswere made that night – and should the man have been able to hear, he would havebeen more than pleased.

[thewomaninlilywhite]

Miss Peregrine’s Movie Reactions

I finally watched this movie on a flight last weekend.

***WARNING CONTAINS SPOILERS*** NOT JUST FOR THE MOVIE, I REFERENCE THINGS FROM ALL THREE BOOKS AS WELL anything with various *** marks is something I didn’t fact check, so I apologize if I am actually wrong about any of those

Sorry that this is so freaking long, but I had issues Also, these are the things I wanted to say to my screen, so I don’t have context for them, sorry

Short Version: I thought the movie itself was well done, but it’s an awful adaption

I didn’t know Georgia Pemberton was in this Opening credits music cuts off oddly Who is this chick driving him Abe doesn’t sound Polish ?? Did it really take that long to get to his house? Aight Sam Jackson I miss Spike (I know that isn’t his name) - like, I don’t think this chick has a gun on her Chick = Shelley Oh she does But it’s a .38 not a .44*** so… I feel like this happened rather fast? Don’t think that’s a letter opener either Find Emerson - it’s “find the old man, get to the bird in the loop” or whatever 1943???? Not 1940 Who tf is Emerson Told him what, we haven’t even been told about the stories ????? WTF is that. That is NOT a hollowghast A hollow is only like 8-10 feet not 3 f king stories (unless I misread the books) ——-side note: I always subconsciously pictured the hollows as something (from some movie or something) that I know they didn’t actually look like buttttt) Who’s this shrink. Shouldn’t she be Sam Jackson - what? Case. CLOSED - sorry AWE “everything’s already been discovered” - iconic!!! Tikrisko?? -  Yakov!! NO Jake doesn’t see the pictures until they’re going through the house ?? What is this He doesn’t know what Miss Peregrine’s name is nor that she can turn into a bird He’s not supposed to know the names Bronwyn is older No Emma can create fire, olive floats THIS IS OLIVE Nope, Alma found him. He wasn’t sent this. His family died Doesn’t know what hollows look like. Finds that out when Abe dies All these Jakes are adorable Can they not say Nazis? Because he’s being very nondescriptive The surprise party ong Why are there twins. I’m uncomfortable oh my gosh the essays, at least they did something right Shouldn’t the letter be from Emma ugh So that’s Goland? what the heck Oh now they bring up the birdwatching The doctor isn’t supposed to know about the home*** Cairnholm - good Nope I’m yelling Not supposed to see the bird until they’re in the room And his father isn’t supposed to know Alma Ugh 19 minutes in and I’m screaming I relate to Jake on a spiritual level Whet Defeats the whole sneaking away trust ugh He’s so tiny YAS he shoulda said piss instead of priest but the  rap was nearly verbatim* What is this river? Where’s the sheep shack Wondrous Exactly how i pictured it Where’s the old man Oh that’s how Emerson falls in Jake is supposed to have his own room ugh Oh so he is sneaky But where’s the cairn AND THE OLD MAN the twins aren’t introduced until the second book Enoch’s lair is supposed to be in the basement -The kids and the hole. It’s iconic They’re not supposed to address him Whet I hate this I don’t even know where to begin the twins shouldn’t exist And Millard shouldn’t have clothes on There’s just so many issues This is not a bog UGH this is not wrong it’s sickening the twins are pissing me off oh my gosh -Tim just fell in love with them, didn’t he Okay, the cairn is not how I imagined it but I’ll live They literally didn’t even address the priest hole This is 20s music not 40s ong Goodness Oh now he stripped Why is Millard like 7 And he hasn’t even formally met Emerson yet what is going on He’s not supposed to be taken He’s not supposed have this much information yet Whet Olive and Emma’s powers are switch gosh This like isn’t Yea Alma? Kinda appreciate it though like #relatable And Enoch is supposed to be much younger I give up. I’m going to take a break until Goland arrives … if he arrives GEORGIA IS FIONA OH MY GOSH. I CAN OVERLOOK THE HAIR BECAUSE I LOVE HER Imbrin NOT Imbrine - book 3 literally tells you this Now I’m on break 30 minutes later…Jk: Yes Enoch/Victor Hi bird man - you’re ANOTHER new actor “Air - it does what I want” - what does that even mean olive. I mean Emma Since olive’s supposed to be like 10 the photographs At least some are taken from the books Baron - so like forget Jack/Bentham Guess there won’t be sequels rip Hollows can’t enter loops I’m still annoyed by this At least they got the tentacle right Actually it was controlling them but you don’t know that yet Oh, so they ARE  called hollows - good Disaster of 1908 - wait. Is the experiment address in the first book**** Because if not this means that Burton has read the other books and there should not be this many issues Oh so Burton Didn’t acknowledge the immortality first Well it’s the souls in the first book But the third book acknowledged the eyes so… THEREFOR there should be more hollows than that jeez Disaster of 1908 - Siberia - ANYTHING ??? Oh, second book ref So bird man’s not one of the identities? Jk he probs is Yup whey No. That’s not it. There are several issues Yea? Hollows. Can’t. Enter. Loops The twins are annoying me Is it a hint that there won’t be a sequel Whey IT CANT ARRIVE HERE GAH Alma my bby This would be so much better if it was Jack cuz I love any good sibling showdown Or, are they setting up a second? but they can’t with the whole baron thing because if he’s not her brother, he can’t disguise himself as a falcon Miss Avocet is still with them ?? *sings* she should have been kidnapped toooo That’ll surely screw up the space/time continuum There we go Wait. Did it just eat her?? So much for a sequel That thing shouldn’t even be there Oh wait, yes it can cuz it’s an evolved one. Right!!!!!!!!! If they’re not doing a sequel, they better not kill Fiona and Claire now* awe they never got to bury Victor’s body… Ugh, but the freezer scene is iconic No lighthouse scene either Wait, there’s an half hour left ?? And why Blackpool and not London - what are you doing with your life Really The tiny boat though !!! Goodness I’m so mad Right, of course, let’s steal the sunken CRUISE SHIP No she won’t, because they’re in 1940 But it’s 1940 1943, way after the disaster of 1908 so it doesn’t work that way You literally CREATED plot holes Bloody hell You’re literally wrong Aughck Still saying Ymbryne wrong… What are you doing So no other movies… rip #salty Oh it’s blackpool instead of london because it’s closer to wales. gotcha Oh look, they reference London and the loop in the tube —but not the one in ST. PAUL’S ya know, WHERE THEY FIND THE TWINS ————-AKA the key inspiration for my crossover fic that’ll never happen Where’d everyone else go The story book is one of the best parts of the series, c'mon Whey What are those *eye roll* SIEZE ONE YAKOV and this is books two She literally left those shoes at the home what is this inconsistency ??? Sorry, no sympathy, Malthus That sounds like your problem So unnecessary Such a Burton Movie-esque score jeez Actually LAUGHED at the hollow getting hit by a car goodness Well, that’s one way to kill a Wight Wait, was it ever acknowledged that they’re called wights? Oh, of course, skeletons What is this music I just want Jake to shoot Baron What the f YAKOV They got the black blood thing* —-that was a thing, right I’m over it oh poor you Eye-dly ??? I hate myself Why are they turning into animals ??? What is Horace’s peculiarity supposed to be in this because it’s like wrong ??? Death by flowers - I appreciate it Nope Cuz Enoch just carries hearts on him wait, that’s actually true nvm WHERE did that elephant come from so the twins are medusa? cause I just thought their scream was piecing Cuz then that stone thing’s so not their pecu- I give up Oh, Fiona and Claire are little so let’s kill Olive WHICH IS IRONIC BECAUSE SHES LIKE 10 IN THE BOOKS oh, true love’s kiss wakes the dead. OKAY I’m so done I don’t even know what’s happening anymore Was that supposed to be funny? YAS Alma Hopefully it’s not Alma though Why is she blue ? I just processed that Why would he stop him Oh right shape shifting Ugh IM PECULIAR yo. You’re opportunity was right there WAIT IS HE CONTROLLING IT but does it count if it’s a wight’s eyes Like, why would a hollow attack a wight UNLESS JAKE MADE IT So, no one’s dead? but how is he supposed to get home - you don’t have an Ymbryme !! Wait Alma’s alive nvm So are they gonna kiss or what Well okay then Aren’t they in 1943 though ?? Nice timing Shouldn’t he have missed calls from his dad? Why is Abe alive? Oh, right. blah Why I just I’m cringing No, you’re supposed to say “but you know WHEN they are” Goodness Right of course. So he’s just gonna live in 1943 now okay Do his parents like even know ANYTHING Are they dead? Sure okay Wow right LONDON Oh now they kiss It’s titanic I love Georgia Damn, it was Alma Why isn’t she with them, she’s their Ymbryne Oh they just needed the dramatic shot Mary Poppins is a rogue Ymbryne Crossover fic - it’s happening I actually started writing it when I reread the books over winter break, but haven’t committed to it because of ALNF… What is this credits music ?? I just don’t even know what to say I think I would have enjoyed it if I never read the books but since I did… AND NO SEQUEL the whole Devil’s Acre sequence is sick (and I also love Sharon) and I also just wrote an essay on these books sooo

Well, there. Here are my thoughts on Tim Burton’s Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

If you actually read all these, mad props. Shoot me an ask and let’s chat about it

[sxdomy]

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1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? more cereal2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? not @ all3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? tissues, napkins, sticky notes, random cuts of notebook paper4: how do you take your coffee/tea? two-four sugars w creamer or 1/2 n 1/2 (tea)5: are you self-conscious of your smile? not after i got braces6: do you keep plants? no7: do you name your plants? 8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? idk the only art i do is in photography, and i try to do dark/spooky shit.. it doesnt have a meaning9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? yes10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? side 11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends? i dont rly have a friends group, less drama that way12: what's your favorite planet? smth has always intrigued me abt mars13: what's something that made you smile today? lars (:14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? idc it's somewhere to live.. we can fix it up if we have the money. if so, i would prob have a bunch of shit everywhere lmao15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! it says language programming ??16: what's your favorite pasta dish? some plain old penne/rigatoni w red gravy, but it has to be GOOD red gravy .. none of that ragu/preggo shit17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? black and it already is dyed that color, but i do want to experiment a bit and get few pieces red18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. JESUS.. these are endless... once i RLY had to pee, and i was @ school. it was after school hrs. my friend and i were waiting for the game to start. all the doors were locked up @ the school. i think they took out the portapotty from outside, so i said to my friend, "let's go to the lower field" (we have an upper and lower field idk what other schools have lmao) despite it saying there are cameras down there (which IK for sure bc i've seen the computer w the school cameras, and there are ones surveilling the fields), i peed. in 8th grade during lunch, this girl pissed me the fuck off. i can't remember what she did, but i picked up her sandwich and threw it to the ground.another time in 8th grade during gym, my friends and i were fooling around during a fitness walk (walk thru the trail surrounded by woods oooo). i was yelling "IN DA GREENZ" bc i was a rly weird kid, and now we bring it up whenever we see bushes. OKAY lasT memORYYY in 8th grade, i was on the soccer team. i sucked @ it... the ball was coming to me, and i tried to kick it. instead of kicking it, my foot went on top of the ball resulting in my fall19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? i used to keep a journal. last winter was the most recent journal i'd had, and my guidance counselor purchased it for me. i was going thru a rly hard time, and it was an outlet from that. after the winter ended, i never felt the need to write in it again.. it hasnt gotten that bad20: what's your favorite eye color? lars' eye color21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. 22: are you a morning person? depends... if my sleeping schedule is just like that, I LOVE WAKING UP IN THE MORNING. if i don't usually, then no fuck it lmao23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? literally nothing, but i do that when i have obligations... i get to it @ some point24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? lars25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? i've broken into my friend's house and my own. breaking into my friend's house wasn't rly that weird. i was out of it bc i had hardly gotten sleep the previous night. i also had permission lmao it wasn't as if i just went in. my friend had forgotten her key. breaking into my own house was actually bizarre ...26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit? i usually wear my docs, but i switch out. before getting my docs, i wore my all black vans W LITERALLY EVERYTHING. the only time i wouldnt was when i wore a light outfit, which wasnt often bc 98% of the time i wear all black27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor? i don't chew gum. it has aspartame, which is literally poison28: sunrise or sunset? i haven't seen a sunset since i was a child, and i want to definitely see it again29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? monty is my lover30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? yes31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. socks are good. if you wear them in the cold months around the house, you are less susceptible to sickness. they also work well when you wear them w most shoes bc they prevent sweat. lars take notes (; i love wearing weird socks. i love socks. i usually never match socks bc no one will see them?? if i wear a black sock, i try to match w another black sock tho. i do sleep w socks in the cold months. otherwise, my feet would freeze. sometimes i wear multiple socks in the summer to keep my feet warm. i do wear white socks sometimes32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. i wasn't w my friends, but i found a drunken man in my rm after 3am on st. patricks day two yrs ago33: what's your fave pastry? cannoli34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? i kept this one stuffed animal who was a girl. she had blonde braids, and i used to kiss her on the lips when no one was looking. i knew it was weird bc she wasn't real. i also used to pretend i was fucking her... it was a weird childhood. idk where she is now35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? I LOVE PENS!!!! okay im going to sound like a weirdo.. i only love certain kinds. i hate cheap ass pens. my fav pens are the ones that u click on the bottom to get the tip bc the clicking helps me concentrate. it's also fun to just click it. i haven't used a clicky one in awhile bc i bought myself pentels. i love pentels as well bc they come in nice colors, and i rly like the cap for it. i like pens that come from certain companies bc it looks like i've been somewhere.. maybe i have? i've gotten free pens from places and some of them i just found w that lettering lmao 36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now? nine inch nails (:37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? dont care as long as ik where everything is. my parents call it messy, but i call it my peace38: tell us about your pet peeves! i hate when ppl put things back where they don't belong. idk i dont keep track of this shit39: what color do you wear the most? black40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you? none41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving? 1984 by george orwell42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! starbucks LMAO43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? no one44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? the last time i was w lars45: do you trust your instincts a lot? yes46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. idk47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? high fructose corn syrup48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? idr what it was then, but now it's getting raped.. ive had this fear since i was 14 i think49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? i dont usually buy that shit50: what's an odd thing you collect? wristbands.. i like to say i've been places51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? lars , peach // the front bottoms52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? the yr just started, bUT I LOVE IAN'S (IDUBZZZZ) VIDEO OF "I HAVE CRIPPLING DEPRESSION"53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? i want to see rocky horror picture show. i've seen heathers, beetlejuice, and pulp fiction. i love heathers and beetlejuice. i didn't understand pulp fiction entirely, but that could be bc i was spammed by a gc while watching it54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? idk55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? idk56: what are some things you find endearing in people? smile57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? i never realized that this song sounds like five mini songs put together... i did reenact them in my head58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? nonexistent lol59: what's your favorite myth? black eyed children60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? anything from edgar allan poe61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received? idk i hate getting gifts i'd rather give them, but i don't usually give them bc i never have money when it's time62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? ORANGE!63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? no64: what color is the sky where you are right now? grey65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? lars66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? idk67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? i have SAD soooo68: what's winter like where you live? FUCKING HORRIBLE, but it's worse in other places69: what are your favorite board games? ive been missing guess who? lately70: have you ever used a ouija board? no, but my math teacher says u have to make it from a certain wood and put a spell on it for it to work... too much work 😩71: what's your favorite kind of tea? lipton lemon!!!!!72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it? i try to note everything down, but sometimes i can remember things w/o writing them down73: what are some of your worst habits? staying in bed for too long74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. bye75: tell us about your pets! i have a dog, and she's old af lmao i never rly liked her idk i hate dogs76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? homework and probably calling up my new job to see when i have to go in.. cant be arsed.. 77: pink or yellow lemonade? pink78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? FANCLUB!!! (:79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?lars gave me cute cat headphones80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? white.. i didn't choose it81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. i can't rn82: are/were you good in school? i made it into university, so i guess so83: what's some of your favorite album art? the devin n god are raging inside of me // brand new .. cant think of many in particular84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? one in remembrance of my friend who died and a full sleeve85: do you read comics? what are your faves? no86: do you like concept albums? which ones? YES YES YESSSS MANSON 'S CONCEPTS R SO GOOD (: 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? idk88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? i just rly like frida kahlo89: are you close to your parents? no90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. i want to visit/live in philly so badly ):91: where do you plan on traveling this year? texas92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? i only put a little fresh mozz on it if there is quite a bit93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most? i just wear my hair the same everyday94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? lars95: what are your plans for this weekend? none96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? omfg i had 20 or so awaiting updates last summer that i had to finally do bc it was fucking up my computer97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? what98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? i dont hike99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. NOBODY'S PERFECT BY HANNAH MONTANA100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? 5 yrs into the future.. why would i want to relive the last 5 yrs of life ?? idk im just fine living w my past mistakes.. they've shaped me