#ben wade is not really… like my personality

[wildsaltair]

I am a Maximus sun, John Biebe moon, Egan rising

[fluff-lover]

The one that got away | Wolverine x fem!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend broke up with you. Luckily your neighbor and good friend Wade is there to cheer you up. And his good looking roommate is a bonus.

This is based on this Reddit story

Warning: mature language, heartache, bad writing (does that count?), fluff!

This is my first fanfic on Tumblr, and English is not my first language, so please be gentle :P

You've never cried this hard in your life. So hard it left you completely drained, wondering if people could really die of a broken heart. Your head was pounding, your face was red and puffy, your hair was a mess because you couldn’t muster the strength to do the most basic things like taking care of it for the last week.

You felt defeated knowing that you were about to walk into an empty home. You unlocked the door and took a deep breath before looking into your apartment. Everywhere you looked you saw bits and pieces of him. Him. The man you shared the last few years of your life with, the man you thought you would marry.

Just as you were about to step inside, you heard the door next to yours open.

“Hey babycakes!” your neighbor said. “I haven’t seen you around lately.”

You took a deep breath and forced a smile, barely looking his way.

“Hi Wade.” You said softly. “Just been busy.”

One of the things Wade appreciated about you is that you weren't the type to look away from him. In a world where people looked at him with disgust, he appreciated and befriended those who wouldn't look away. So when you avoided looking at him, he knew something was wrong.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's going on? Did you see someone kick a puppy or something?”

You didn't even bother trying to contain yourself, you were just too tired.

“Ben dumped me.” you managed to choke out as you slumped on the door frame.

Wade’s demeanor changed entirely. You two were good friends, even if sometimes you felt like you couldn't fully understand him. He was a mutant. He was THE Deadpool, the merc with a mouth. His sense of humor was more inappropriate than it was funny, and you couldn't relate to most of the things he went through, but you were still there for him, you still treated him like a person.

You were his friend, and one of the few people he fought so far to save the world for when the TVA threatened to shut your whole timeline down.

“What in the ass?” Wade said before walking to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You cried on his shoulder harder, only now realizing how lonely you felt in the past few days. “Come here.” Wade gently guided you to his -blind Al's- apartment and sat you down on the couch.

“What's going on?” a gruff voice said. You looked up to see Logan walk into the living room with a confused look on his usually frowned face. You wiped your tears with embarrassment. You hadn't known Logan for long, just a few weeks after he moved in with Wade and Al. So the fact that he saw you cry made you feel a little bit awkward.

“I'll tell you what's going on.” Wade said as he walked to the kitchen. “We're gonna have a girls’ night in, and she’s gonna tell us all about the fuckface that made her cry. And then Imma go fuck him up because no one messes with my family.”

Logan growled lowly at the “girls’ night” part, but didn't make an attempt to leave. Instead he sat down on a chair backwards to your left. When Wade walked out of the kitchen he was carrying a pizza box and a six pack.

“Oh Wade, no… I don't want to bother you. Either of you.” You said shyly.

“Nonsense.” Wade said before sitting down on the couch next to you. Logan quickly opened three beers with one of his claws and placed them on the coffee table. “You were there for me when Vanessa dumped me. Now I'm gonna be here for you. Start from the beginning, what happened?”

You took a deep breath and gripped your own knees in an attempt to ground yourself.

“A few weeks ago Ben ran into his ex. They were highschool sweethearts, and all throughout college, but after college they went their separate ways. So when he ran into her and told me he wanted to catch up with her after so many years I didn’t think much of it.” You shook your head, lips trembling. “But a couple of weeks later I came home to Ben packing his things. He said that he had been reconnecting with her and that he realized that he regretted ever letting her go. She's the one that got away. He told me he didn't mean to hurt me but life's giving him a second chance with her and that he had to take it.” You said and sobbed.

“He sounds like a real idiot.” Logan said before taking a sip of his beer. Meanwhile Wade handed you a napkin to wipe your tears away.

“I'm the idiot.” You said sadly. “I shouldn't have let him go meet her.”

“Hey, now, don't say that.” Wade said. “This is not your fault, you hear me? He made a stupid choice, he's a moron. What does this girl have that you don't have? Beer flavored nipples?”

“Ben did say she was prettier.” You replied, your heart breaking as you remembered that painful conversation.

“So he's a blind idiot.” Logan said. His comment made you feel better.

“When did this happen?” Wade asked.

“Last Thursday, why?”

Wade gasped dramatically.

“Buttercup, today is Tuesday! Why didn't you tell us sooner?”

“I didn't want to bother you.” You repeated.

“We could've spend the weekend eating trash food, getting drunk, building snowmen-”

“There’s no snow.” you pointed out.

“He means cocaine.” Logan said.

“Oh…”

“-watching reruns of Golden Girls.” Wade carried on ignoring the two of you.

“I don't do drugs.” You felt the need to clarify to Logan. He just shrugged and sipped his beer. Wade's weird comments didn't faze him anymore.

“...We could've slash his tires, steal his cat.” Wade carried on with a dreamy look on his face as he looked far away, in his own world.

“He doesn't have a cat.” You said confused.

“... and all of that, if you had come to me sooner, babycakes.” Wade finished dramatically. “You didn't have to go through this alone, I'm right next door.”

You couldn't help but smile a little bit at that.

“I know. Thank you, Wade.”

“Where's the guy now?” Logan asked and your shoulders’ dropped.

“I think he moved in with her.”

Logan arched an eyebrow, looking unimpressed.

“Do you want us to kick his ass for you?” He then asked. You were shocked by his offer. You would’ve expected it from Wade, but not from the Wolverine. Your breakup surely was the least of his problems. But at least you felt less alone.

“Thank you, but no. I’m sure karma will get him eventually.”

“Are we talking about luck, or the mutant named Karma?” Wade asked and then laughed. “Never mind, either way he’s fucked.”

-

Life didn’t get any easier the following days, you were still heartbroken, but at least you didn’t spend the evenings completely alone. Instead of going home after work, you would stop by your neighbor’s and hang around for a little bit. Blind Al told you that of all the motherfuckers in the building, she liked you the most -you weren’t sure that was compliment-.

Wade… well, he was Wade. But you knew his heart was in the right place.

And Logan… he didn’t talk much, obviously, but at least you could tell he didn’t entirely hate you. He would tell Wade to fuck off whenever he crossed a line with his dark, twisted sense of humor at your expense. He offered you a drink when you were around, even if it meant sharing his precious bourbon. Overall he wasn’t the killing machine Wade made him to be.

Even Vanessa stopped by one day by Wade’s request to take you out for some shopping and ice cream. You liked Vanessa, she was badass but kind. Beautiful, but not arrogant. And despite life’s hardships, she was very sweet to you. You didn’t tell her but deep down you were hoping she and Wade would get back together.

A day out with another woman was just what you needed to feel a little bit better. Maybe a man broke your heart, but you still had friends in your corner, and that meant you didn’t live a loveless life.

-

You paced around the apartment nervously, your front teeth chewing your thumbnail as you tried to pull yourself together.

Ben had just texted you to tell you he would be picking up the rest of his stuff in a few minutes, and you just wanted to pull out your hair and scream. You weren’t ready to see him. You weren’t ready to talk to him.

Just as you were about to panic, you heard heavy steps down the hallway and some odd grunting. Then there was some cursing. When you looked outside your door you found Logan trying to open his door with one of his claws.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah…” Logan said tiredly. “Fucking Wade took my key without telling me and now I can’t get in.” He growled at the keyhole as it had personally offended him.

“I have a spare key, hang on.” You said before retreating into your apartment to retrieve said key. Logal walked to your door, and without stepping into the apartment, he looked around. When you returned you found him eyeing a couple of boxes by your door.

“You movin’ somewhere?” He asked.

“No, these are Ben’s. He’s picking them up in a little bit.” You replied while offering him the key.

Logan went to grab it, and you could’ve sworn he took his sweet time running his fingers down your hand to take it. Suddenly something changed, the air was charged with some sort of static that ran across your skin. Time seemed to stop, and you didn’t realize but the two of you stared at each other for what felt like years.

Only then you noticed how sad his eyes were.

Wade always went on and on about him being grumpy and having a murderous look on his face, and while you could agree that Logan was the serious type and you had yet to see him laugh, you never noticed the sadness in his eyes. You knew there was something behind said sadness, Wade had warned you that Logan’s past was traumatic and violent, and that he was on a long road to recovery that he may never reach. You never asked questions, but now you wished you did.

You also noticed how handsome he was. Rugged and manly, so different from Ben, who had this boyish charm to him.

Eventually, after what felt like a century, Logan looked away.

“Thanks.” He said lifting the key in the air. “Are you fine with him coming here?”

Your first instinct was to say yes, but your mouth moved faster.

“No, not really. I’m not sure I’m ready to see him yet.” You replied and wrapped your arms around yourself, embarrassed by your own weakness.

Logan simply looked at you up and down before stepping into your apartment and walking past you. You blinked and closed the door behind you.

“I’ll stay, make sure you’re okay.” Logan said, as if that was enough of an explanation.

“Oh, you don’t have to…” you started.

“I’m not asking.” He said before taking his jacket off and sitting down by your kitchen counter.

“Um… alright…” You walked to the fridge. “Would you like something to drink? How about a snack?”

“I’ll take a beer.” He replied. So you took two cans from the fridge and handed him one.

“How did you know I’d have beer?” You asked jokingly.

“Wade talks about you a lot, I just picked a few things here and there.” He said with a shrug and then took a sip.

“He talks about you a lot too.” You commented. Again, something shifted in his eyes. For a second you thought he looked panicked. “All good things.” You added.

Logan turned his face and looked away.

“Right.” He mumbled.

“I mean it.” You pressed. “He worships you, in his own weird, Wade-like way.”

Logan looked back at you and saw the sincerity in your eyes.

“So, if you’re not ready to see your ex, why is he coming to pick his shit now?” He quickly changed the subject.

“He didn’t give me much of a choice. He just announced he was coming over.” You shrugged.

“And you didn’t tell him to fuck off?” Logan scoffed.

“I mean… I wanted to. But he has the right to collect his things… right?” You said unsure. Logan arched an eyebrow.

“I don’t think he has the right to anything after what he did to you. He’s lucky you’re sweet and kind, anyone else would've told him to go fuck himself. Personally I would’ve burnt his shit.”

You smiled and tilted your head.

“You think I’m sweet and kind?” You said teasingly.

“Shut up.” He replied before downing his beer.

Wade was right, Logan did have that whole “don't get too close, I'll only break your heart” vibe going on.

“Sometimes I wish I could tell him to shove it, I do.” You confessed. “I want him to hurt too, to hurt as much as I do. But…” you looked down.

“But that’s just not you.” Logan concluded. Looking at him through your eyelashes, you nodded your head.

You stared at him and again you could see the sadness behind his eyes. You were both broken, unable to put yourselves together, but wishing you could help the other.

A knock on the door made you jump on your skin and break the little bubble you were in.

Logan got up and squared his shoulders.

Suddenly he seemed taller -even taller than he already was-. Is like all of a sudden he could look a thousand times more intimidating than he did moments ago. He wasn’t just Logan. He was the Wolverine.

“I’ll take it, bub.” He said before walking to the door.

“What?” you asked confused

“Just stay there and let me handle it.” He told you and you watched frozen as he took off his plaid shirt.

You couldn’t help but stare at his muscular torso in nothing but a white wife beater.

“What are you doing?”

“I don’t want blood on my shirt.” He replied.

You opened your eyes widely.

“WHAT?!”

“Relax.” He smirked. “I’m just messing with ‘ya.” he chuckled before opening the door.

The look on Ben’s face when he saw a tall, brooding, muscular man opening your door was priceless.

“The fuck are you?” Logan asked, pretending not to know already.

“I-I’m Ben.”

“Okay Ben.” Logan said annoyed. “What the fuck do you want?”

Ben looked around the hall confused.

“Did I get the wrong apartment? Is this 3B?”

“Yeah.” Logan replied.

“I was supposed to pick up some boxes…”

“Hey, gorgeous!” Logan called out loudly before turning to look at you over his shoulder. “You know this kid?” He asked in a condescending tone.

Ben’s face went red as the situation got more and more awkward.

“Um yeah…” You walked to the door, playing along. “Logan, this is Ben. Ben, Logan.” You introduced them quickly. “Your boxes are right there.” You added pointing to the side.

“Right. Good. Okay.” Ben stumbled on his words. “I got some of your things too.” He went to pick up your box, not without any struggle. “Careful, is heavy.”

Logan took the box easily with just one hand.

“I’ll take this.” He said before turning around. “Don’t take long, gorgeous.” As if Ben’s manhood wasn’t wounded enough, Logan spanked your ass playfully, like he had some sort of claim on you. You jumped a little bit, surprised by his bold action.

Looking back at Ben, you could tell he didn’t want to be there. Poor thing looked like he was ready to run for the hills. He quickly picked up the two boxes.

“So you… um…” He didn’t know what to say. “You and him?”

His question made you angry, and for the first time you decided to put your foot down.

“You lost the right to ask questions long ago Ben.” You said before slamming the door on his face.

When you turned around you found Logan looking damn pleased with himself. He had a cocky smile on his face.

“You did that on purpose.” You accused him, with no real anger in your voice.

“Do what, exactly?”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes.

“You know exactly what.”

“You said you wanted him to hurt, right? Trust me, no man wants to walk to his ex-girlfriend’s door and find another man.” He said proudly before downing the rest of his beer.

“Especially not one as handsome as you.” You added. Clearly he wasn’t expecting that, because he choked on his drink.

You could be bold too.

“Aaaaanyway…” You said before putting the box on the table and opening it as if calling him that was the most natural thing ever.

Logan watched you pull out your things from the box as you checked everything was there.

“Toothbrush, shampoo, pijamas…”

“Um…” Logan cleared his throat as he picked something from the box.

Your eyes almost popped out of your skull when you saw him holding a lace red teddy you once bought to wear for Ben.

“Jesus!” you snatched it from his fingers, your face warming up due to the embarrassment, and threw it back into the box.

“That guy really don’t know how lucky he was it until he fucked up, uh?” Logan said playfully.

“Not really.” You said shyly. “He didn’t like it.”

Logan stared at you for a moment.

“What kind of man doesn’t like a beautiful woman in lingerie?”

As if your face wasn’t hot enough already, you thought it would explode when he called you beautiful.

“I dunno. He said I looked silly in it.” you shrugged, as if it wasn’t a big deal. But it was a big deal. Huge! You remembered wanting to do something special for one of your anniversaries, and you wanted to look sexy, since after a few years together your sex life wasn’t as fulfilling as it was during the first few months of your relationship. It really hurt when Ben didn’t look interested, saying you didn’t need silly outfits to get him to bed. Ben thought he was complimenting you, but you took it as a hit to your self esteem.

There was a long silence as you kept looking into the box. You weren’t looking for anything in particular, you just were trying to look busy. You could feel Logan’s eyes burning the side of your face as he stared at you.

Then his hands found yours and he stopped you. You looked up at him and your heart jumped at the intensity he was looking at you with.

“I know that right now it doesn’t feel like it because you're still hurting, but I assure you it’s a good thing you two aren’t together anymore. You deserve better. You deserve a real man that knows he’s the luckiest motherfucker on this earth, and every other earth, for having you.”

You were speechless.

“Logan…” you whispered.

You saw his eyes flicker down your lips and you could swear he was leaning in…

“Knock Knock! Are you there, babycakes?” You heard Wade call from behind the door. “I just saw Ben at the stairs, he looked like he was about to burst into tears. Did you finally tell him to choke on a dick?”

Logan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, frustrated and annoyed at his friend.

“Fucking Wade…” He shook his head and looked back at you. “I guess I don’t need the spare key anymore.”

You put some space between the two of you and smiled awkwardly.

“Keep it. Something tells me this won’t be the last time Wade will lock you out.”

Logan chuckled. He had the most beautiful pearly white teeth, and a breathtaking smile. How come you didn’t notice before? Every time you went to Wade’s apartment, this god-like man sat close to you and you never took a good, long look at him? Clearly your love for Ben and your heartache blinded you.

And now you can finally see.

“Is that Wolvie I hear in there?” Wade said.

When Logan opened the door he found his roommate still there, waiting impatiently. Wade gave Logan a once over, seeing him in his wife beater, his plaid and jacket in his hand, and a satisfied grin on his face.

Wade then looked at you, then back at Logan, then back at you… and so several times, before taking his hands to his face.

“Oh… my… God… the two of you?!”

Logan just walked past him, sending you a wink before he disappeared into the hall. Wade just stood there, looking at you.

“I ship it so hard.” He whispered.

[sciderman]

SCI ILL GIVE YOU TWO NICKELS IF YOU TELL ME WHERE THE GOOD SPIDEYPOOL INTERACTIONS ARE IN THE COMICS. I want to read them but i have no idea where to begin!!

GOD! you know they're so rare. they're so rare.

my personal favourite always always is avenging spider-man #12 + #13. the only spideypool comic ever. it's probably the benchmark for how i write their dynamic.

other than that, the spideypool annual is a classic. but peter's like, unconscious through most of it. technically he's unconscious through most of avenging spider-man #12 too. i don't know why peter's usually unconscious in the spideypool books.

deadpool annual #2! the notorious spideypool annual.

wade you are so cute. sooooooooo cute.

this is one of the cutest wades ever. huge contributing factor to wade's general adorable fanboy persona you see so frequently in fanon.

they're so cute. so cute.

this is like the ultimate little fanservice book. if you didn't ship spideypool before, you'll read this book and it'll be all you think about. it's so simple, wholesome, adorable. and wade's just, so good.

god i miss stand-alone issues with simple plotlines that just have silly fun with their concept.

one underrated spideypool interaction i really like but a lot of people haven't read! identity wars (2011) - it's kind of an insane book. spider-man, deadpool and the hulk (weird trio) all wind up in an alternate universe where, get this. uncle ben never died and spider-man is evil.

but not like sexy evil. like evil evil. like collecting other spider-man and draining their powers evil.

and wade is also evil. he's like, dr doom evil.

spider-man and deadpool don't interact a whole lot, they kind of all have their own stories going on, but i just love the little interactions that they do have.

they're so cute. so cute.

other than that, uh. cable and deadpool #24? that's required reading - spider-man and deadpool's first canonical meeting.

other team-ups that exist but, you know, they're just okay. or they're very brief. deadpool (2008) #19-#21 amazing spider-man #611 (hate you, joe kelly) spider-man/deadpool (2016) (STILL hate you, joe kelly) avengers vs x-men: axis #7

deadpool (2013) #7

oh OH. there's also absolute carnage vs deadpool. god. what a weird book. i kind of hate wade's characterisation in it (he is really, really insufferable), but the jokes are funny sometimes.

i love when spider-man calls deadpool "buddy". inexplicably. i just think it's funny.

also we get peter in a cute little pink apron so. what more do you need really.

i love u pink apron peter. i love you.

[sophfandoms53]

Finished the Knuckles Show and uhhhhhhhhhh it’s certainly a show.

There’s good stuff buried in every episode especially where Knuckles is concerned. They set up a very interesting arc for him and just didn’t really explore much with it. After the first episode Knuckles is shoved to the side CONSTANTLY and is made the B plot more often than he should be as the TITULAR character.

Every criticism that said Wade takes over the show is correct.

After episode 1, Wade takes over every A plot and Knuckles is only ever in the B plot that has either minimal time focused on him or he’s just straight up not around (episode 4 is the worst offender here but it’s an issue from eps2-6). They actively write Knuckles out of the plot constantly and it’s very frustrating.

If you like Wade and enjoy his personal journey about his family then this’ll be fine. I, for one, thought it was interesting on its own but 100% it has no reason to be here in a SONIC MOVIE KNUCKLES spin off show. This is not Knuckles’ show. It’s Wade’s and that’s the biggest let down.

Knuckles IS there but that’s it, he’s just THERE.

And it sucks because Movie!Knuckles himself is very well crafted and very entertaining and engaging to watch. The show is at its strongest when it’s about Knuckles and spending time with him. Episode 1 is the only episode that it feels like what it was advertised as - the Knuckles show.

Sonic, Tails, and Maddie only show up for the first episode and never come back. Which is wild because part of the plot is Maddie has grounded Knuckles and he sneaks out but there’s never any consequences shown once he gets home nor do we see how anyone reacted once they noticed Knuckles is gone. These three are just abandoned after episode 1.

Tails has like 6 or 7 lines, my boy deserves sm better LMAOO

A big highlight, however, I LOVED Sonic in this one episode. The way you can see and FEEL how he’s grown from movie to movie and in this first episode is very well done. He’s truly becoming the Sonic I know and when he and Knuckles had their conversation on the roof where he tries to help Knuckles see the beauty in Green Hills, his home - that entire scene was PURE Sonic’s golden heart on display. He does still have his jokes that remind you Ben Schwartz is his actor and that he’s a silly kid but he IS still Sonic at his core and I loved that. It made me very sad we didn’t get to see more of him but I appreciated seeing Sonic handled this way. It makes me very eager to see how movie 3 goes about him considering everything Shadow brings to the table and how different of a threat he’s gonna be for Sonic.

Episode 2 is alright but GOOD LORD episodes 3-5 are such a waste of time. There’s good sprinkled in them in isolation but as full blown episodes, a waste. You can skip most of what’s happened and be fine.

The big climax fight in the finale just HAPPENS. The plot armor literally comes bursting through the wall and yanks Knuckles out of the plot for way too long and we only get TRUE and INCREDIBLE Movie Knuckles action (his fire fists which were insane btw) in the last 5 minutes and it only lasted like 2 of those 5 minutes.

Overall, it’s not entirely unwatchable but it’s not worth a majority of people’s time. You don’t need this for movie 3 so if you wanna skip it - I’d recommend that. If you really watch though, I’d only say watch the first episode and the finale and just google the context for what’s in between bc eps 2-5 are total slogs after a while.

If you like silly dumb fun - this is the show for you. But it’s not the show many Sonic fans may have wanted or expected.

I’m not angry or anything like many people have been. It’s not worth getting angry over. I’m moreso just disappointed because I can see a good show about Knuckles hidden in there. They just opted to give more time into Wade for whatever reason.

Just an overall let down imo.

Knuckles deserved better❤️

[doomreed]

I’m not hyped about the new fantastic four news either. though I think what I kind of hope will happen is marvel doing something like they did in the last mcu spider man movie where we see 3 peter parkers team up.

I think it would be super cool to see the cast from the 2005-2007 fantastic four movie meet with the ones from the newest movie. and have the 2005-2007 Doom (Julian McMahon) meet with the Doom from this upcoming fantastic four film too.

so we have more than one “fantastic four” team and also more than one Victor von Doom in the same movie. that would be pretty epic to see in my humble opinion. (if this really is the case, I still have hope that marvel won’t mess it up, because it sure has the potential to be great.)

I mean marvel did just very recently confirm that all the events prior to the mcu (so… sony’s spider man and fantastic four) are also canon to the mcu, and I doubt they would say that if they didn’t plan to do something with it (they said it after the event of the last spider man movie with 3 peter parkers), especially when mcu is heavily heading towards the direction of multiverse, various timelines, various variants of the same person (character) right now. I mean we basically have 3 peter parkers (from both sony and mcu) and literally a bunch of lokis. so let’s see what’ll happen next.

also not related to the topic but I should just say that I’ve been a fan of your blog for some time now. thank you for all the DoomReed goodies

The only part of the casting I agree with is Ben. It feels like Marvel is playing it extremely safe with casting Pedro, like since Multiverse of Madness they've clearly been aiming for the "soft dad" angle with Reed, probably in an attempt to get ahead of possible complaints about him based on canon? I love Reed Richards to a fault, but he's always been a little bit of an asshole. Not intentionally, and much of that perceived assholeness stems from him being on the spectrum imo but it's there, and ignoring that does him as much a disservice as playing up Tony's alcoholism purely for laughs and then never mentioning it again was to that character--another thing the MCU has done.

The poster, the casting, idk. It radiates a nuclear-family blandness, with a camp overlay used purely for aesthetics that will probably be quite popular with general audiences and leave F4 fans from the comics and old movies and other sources of media quite cold. We are not the audience Marvel Studios wishes to court, they've made that very clear.

I'd love to be wrong about how this will play out, though. Pedro is a gifted character actor when he's allowed to be, the trouble is, studios know too well how much audiences love him as a person, and are too prone to mixing the two to improve audiences' appreciation of a character he's playing, rather than just letting the man cook. 😔

I don't have a firm opinion of the other cast other than: this will be the most money anyone named Kirby has ever made on Fantastic Four, so good on her. 👍 And the Ben casting feels right. I'm outside the Johnny demographic so no real opinion there.

I had read that the baddie for the first movie will be Galactus, which is like leading your football season with the Superbowl? But no one asked me, so... 😅 maybe they have a set up that will make that work, who can say.

I've also read (on reddit, so make of that what you will) that Doom will have a "cameo" in the first movie, but no clue what that means or even of it's true.

I like your idea a lot. I think the Deadpool & Wolverine movie will have a Fantastic Four cameo of some kind, probably. The comic book we see in the trailer next to Wade's head on the desert world is Secret Wars #5, which is a recap of the story so far and how everyone got to where they are--so it's possible the desert world they're all on is Battleworld, run either by future-verse Doom or (more likely) the Beyonder. I do think the movie will include them in some way bc the studio will want to start building hype for that as their next big project, going into the MCU version of Secret Wars.

And ofc SW will have crossovers galore, since Marvel Studios has unfortunately set audience expectations for that being what it's about 😅 so, worst case, they'll turn up between those two films no doubt.

I'd love to see Julian McMahon's Doom encounter a closer-to-comic-canon version, but a thing to know about Victor is that he kills every variant of himself he meets. Like, historically, that's just his thing (it's an expression of his own self-loathing, which is really tragic in a way) ...I dunno if the MCU will carry that fun little trait over, but as a writer I can say it's an easy, low-stakes way of showing "this character is a bad guy and also there is something very wrong with him" so... yanno. I am expecting it. 😁

Sorry for the negativity on this, I'm trying to stay upbeat about it all but so far they're not inspiring confidence yet. We'll see what future developments bring, if nothing else we'll always have fanart and fics and the comics themselves. It's not like this fandom hasn't dealt with bad adaptations before, I think we'll be alright whatever happens.

[welcome-to-green-hills]

I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THIS CHALLENGE-

The Movie Series means so much to me. I've been a Sonic fan for more than 10 years. It's one of my personal favorite franchises but in the last couple of years in the 2010s, it was hard for me to enjoy literally anything if no body likes anything. Unfortunately it's still like that, but back then, it was BAD.

Then the first news for the first movie came to public and despite everyone's worries, I was EXCITED AS FUCK for the movie. I never even heard of Ben Schwartz until I heard he was gonna voice Sonic and the instant I looked up a clip from DuckTales and Rise of the TMNT, I fell in LOVE with his voice and his outstanding voice acting. (That dude is responsible for me becoming a fan of DuckTales, TMNT, Randy Cunningham, etc.)

The first trailer, the manhog one, kind of made the Sonic fandom a laughing stock for months. I honestly didn't think his design was that bad (Before I saw the redesign anyway lol) but I was excited for the movie regardless.

But DUDE... Nothing could ever make me fall in love with the franchise again, let alone replace a favorite version of Sonic of mine, than finally seeing Sonic Wachowski's new look. I never squealed so hard on my life.

Seeing the movie at theaters meant a lot because it was the first time I've ever been to a real movie theater since I was 2 or 3. I was nervous because of my sensory, but it won't stop me from watching the Blue Devil on screen. (My dad got me some noise cancelling headphones but they didn't even fit me that well so I just watched movie 1 and 2 without them and it surely was an experience. It wasn't until he got me much better sports professional ones when we went to see the Mario Movie on IMAX. Nice save dad. XD)

For a long time, I watched this movie every single day the moment I got it on Steelbook. I just love everything about it. How relatable it is, the dynamics between characters, the FX and CGI, the acting/voice acting from everyone, the story, everything.

This movie holds a special place in my heart, including Finding Nemo and Lilo and Stitch because they all have thing in common: found family.

Blue precious characters feeling lost in a big world finally finding something they found home, and said home loves them back. 💕

But I never realized how much of this version of Sonic mean to me until the second film came out. I think it changed my life forever. XD

...Actually, yeah, no, I DID changed my life. That wasn't even a joke.

Everything I loved about the first movie got doubled in the second movie. Every second on screen was a joy to watch. Especially the entirety of the third act. Besides the Rise of the TMNT movie, this is one of my favorite Ben Schwartz performances. He knocked it out of the park.

The second film helped me through a lot since post-pandemic. I mean the Sonic franchise alone helped me a lot, but the Movie Series especially. (I call it the Movie Series because it's more than just the movies.)

The Knuckles show was great. It wasn't what I was expecting but I had a lot of fun watching it. I kind of wasn't expecting some Whipple family drama involving Wade's dad since that side-plot was similar to what I'm going through. (Though the difference between Wade's dad and MY dad is that mine really cares about us and we're still getting along. XD)

People have the right to feel however they wanna feel towards anything, but no one's feelings on anything can be the same as mine.

I love the Movie Series so much. It helped me through tough times and it helped me get back in the fandom fully. I am planning on getting AO3 sometime around summer, and I'll be writing a lot. (Hopefully lol)

The Blueberry Muffin is super important to me. There is no other Sonic like him. I thank the whole Movie Series for helping me throughout this decade, and Sonic Wachowski for not making me feel alone. (Including you, Mystery.)

Ohhh❤️🥹❤️

Thank you for sharing this with me. And thank you for feeling comfortable and happy enough to share this with me.

[mystery-star]

What makes an Outlaw – Ben Wade

Pairing: Ben Wade x fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of death and execution

Words: 3’041

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You couldn’t really say what had gone wrong where but this surely wasn’t right at all. A group of strangers had woken you in the middle of the night. Your husband, who had taken the first watch was nowhere to be seen. And worst of all, the men that came; a group of lawmen as you quickly found out, also claimed that the cattle you were driving with your husband had been stolen. Of course you had defended yourself but since you couldn’t prove that your husband really bought the animals legally and he wasn’t here to support the story either, they took you with them.

After you had spent a sleepless night in a cell (better said the short rest of the current night) your trial was held. But as it seemed you never had a chance anyways. You could say something for your defense but no one believed you.

“Look” you finally said “I swear I really had no idea of it if the cattle was stolen. My husband said he bought it. I accompanied him before; I saw him buy cattle other times”

“Where is he now, your husband?”

“I don’t know. He took the first watch and when you woke me he just was gone”

“Gone?”

“He took his things and left” the judge exchanged a glance with the sheriff

“That’s usual for someone who committed a crime”

“E-even if he did, I swear I had no idea. If I had known I would have never helped him! And I mean… you got the cattle. I… as means of compensation I could help drive them back where they belong. For free. Or even try to compensate the person they were stolen from” again they exchanged a look you didn’t like.

-

Even less you liked their next words that held your sentence. You were to be hanged the following morning. After the words were spoken, you were too baffled to say anything and you had just been led away. Ever since you were back in the cell, you were pacing. Maybe your husband had just left to be able to come and get you? Or get help somewhere. Or had something happened to him?

“You know” the words made you wince and you stopped pacing, looking into the cell next to you that obviously held a prisoner now. “I don’t mind the company but I’d appreciate you stopping the pacing. That’s kinda unnerving. Thanks” he slightly pushed the hat out of his face and although he first seemed like he wanted to put it back he sat up. “You’re a woman” he said

“Yeah” you spoke, sitting down on the cot instead and trying to catch your breath. Your fellow inmate got up and moved to the bars separating your cells, leaning against them.

“Don’t be nervous ‘bout the guards. They won’t touch you or something” you glanced at him and laughter got stuck in your throat.

“It’s not that that bothers me” you muttered, pulling up your legs and hugging them.

“You got a name?”

“Guess that’s something my parents forgot”

“Weird neighborhood I moved in here” you threw him an unamused glance “Look, I know this might be hard for you but I know lawmen. They usually let women off easily. By tomorrow you’ll be out here”

“You’re right” you said putting your feet back on the ground “That’s when they’re gonna… hang me” the words felt surreal.

“Hang you?” at first he sounded shocked, then he chuckled, leaning his lower arms onto the crossbars. “What’d ya do?”

“Nothing!” you exclaimed “I did nothing. I mean… I might have but I didn’t know”

“You didn’t know?” he raised an eyebrow and for some reason you told him the whole story. He let out a sigh “Well, Imma be honest with you. That husband of yours, he knew what he was doing is illegal. That’s why he left without a trace. He knew someone was gonna pay for it and didn’t want it to be him. He’s an asshole, if I were you I’d be glad to be rid of him” you threw him a glare but somehow you weren’t really angry. More desperate. So instead of saying something, you broke out in tears “Shit. See, Ma’am I didn’t wanna hurt you, yeah? Just tryna cheer you up. Distract you” you let out a snort and wiped your tears with your sleeve “Come here” he said and pulled something from his pocket. A set of cards “You know how to play cards?”

“I don’t want to play cards”

“Look” he sighed “You can either sit here and brood all night or try and get rid of the thoughts as good as you can” you considered his words. Maybe he was right. What could you do to change your situation? Might be good if you were distracted. As you got up, your brain felt empty and you walked over to the other prisoner with little steps. He held his hand into your cell “Ben” he said

“(Y/N)” you muttered, taking his hand and shaking it. After you let go of him he starting shuffling the cards.

“Any game you’d like to play?”

“Don’t know. I only ever played Faro”

“So, Faro it is. Wanna play for something?”

“Of what use is it? Besides, I don’t really have something to play for” he chuckled

“You do have clothes you could play for” you crossed your arms

“You know what? Play with yourself” you just wanted to return to the cot when he spoke again

“I was just joking. We can just play for fun. Or we play for stories”

“Stories?”

“Well, whoever loses a round has to tell the other a story. Or answers. Means the winner can ask the other a question”

“I see. The story version doesn’t sound too bad. Or we could make up a rule that if someone wins three times in a row this person can ask a question instead”

“Great idea”

“However… I don’t think Faro is the best game for this version we’re playing since we’re not doing bets”

“Right…”

“Tell you what” he said, dealing you five cards “How about some draw poker? That works just fine. It’s easy to understand, all you gotta do is know the different hands”

“I mean I do know some of them… I watched my husband play before”

“Excellent” he gave you a smile and took five cards for himself. Only now you had the thought he could have manipulated the deck. But since you didn’t really play for something and you could always choose what to tell him or even lie, you didn’t mind too much. Maybe if you found yourself losing all the time you could ask to inspect it.

“What are you here for anyways?” you asked as you picked up the cards

“How’d’you mean that?”

“I mean what did you do to end up here”

“Oh this and that” he chuckled “Robberies. Murder. Robberies. Bribery. Escape. Robberies. Blackmail. Killing. Theft. At least that’s what they arrested me for other times. There’s a few other things I got away with” you gave him a look

“You mean… you were arrested before? And escaped?” although you were excited since you drew new hope, you kept your voice down.

“Several times, yeah. I thought we play the first few rounds with open cards so I can help you understand the rules and hands. We won’t play for stories yet”

“Wait” you didn’t like how quickly he changed the topic “This means you could just break out of here? Why are you still here then?”

“Well, ain’t as easy as getting out your house, you know. You’ve gotta have a plan and wait for the right time”

“And you have a plan this time?”

“Sorta”

“Sort of?”

“Now, don’t be disappointed, (Y/N). I’m getting help and they don’t know another factor showed up”

“Another factor?”

“You” he replied, looking you straight in the eye. You frowned

“As in I could prevent the escape or something?” he threw a glance to the left.

“No that we somehow gotta get you out too” his voice was barely above a whisper

“You-you… you’d simply do this?”

“’course I would. I mean… if I get away with it when I certainly would have deserved what I get it’s only fair I get you out too” while you didn’t know what to say, he went on explaining how to play the game.

“Thank you” you finally interrupted his explanation “I don’t know what to say… I mean… I’d have hoped you help me but to do so without me asking?” he gave you a smile “What’s your plan?”

“Not now. Let’s play first” he nodded his head towards the guard who stayed in the sheriff’s office. Well, he probably wanted to wait until he was asleep or at least didn’t listen to you anymore that actively because he’d gotten used to you talking.

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After you had been playing a couple of rounds and exchanged some stories as promised, the sheriff came with three deputies.

“Lunch time already?” Ben asked “Why don’t you sit with us and play cards?”

“Let’s go” the sheriff said, taking out a gun while one of his deputies opened Ben’s cell door. The outlaw raised an eyebrow.

“I just got here and I’m having quite a lot of fun with my new friend here. You sure you don’t wanna join us?”

“Get up, Wade” in surprise you looked up. This man was Ben Wade? You had already heard a lot about him but somehow the man in front of you seemed different. As if he had all the time in the world, he picked up the cards, put them back on the deck and shuffled them a little before getting up.

“Where are you bringing him?” you asked, not liking this. If he wasn’t here when his associates came to free him, you were lost.

“Where he belongs” the sheriff stepped inside.

“Already?” Ben sounded surprised and his glance fell to you “I was looking forward to it tonight. Bet townspeople were too” had they really antedated his execution? This was not good. 

“And so probably was your gang, huh? We’re having nothing of that, Wade. Here, put this on” he tossed him a grey coat.

“Do appreciate the concern but I’m warm enough without that hideous thing” he tossed it back.

“I said put it on” the sheriff gave it back “And this” he held out a brown hat. This time, he complied

“You know, if you’re taking such precautions to not have anyone recognize me you just as well take the lady too. So everyone will focus on her” you looked up, feeling your heart beating faster. The deputies exchanged a look, saying he had a point. “See, told ya” he finished putting on the disguise “Will you please tell the owner of these that his style leaves a lot to be desired, huh?” ignoring the comment, the sheriff bound his wrists together. “You didn’t answer my question. You gonna take her too?”

“Her execution is scheduled for tomorrow”

“Mine was scheduled for later too. ‘sides I’d appreciate the company on the way. Don’t I get a last wish or something?”

“You get last words to the crowd, like anyone else”

“Well, at least something” he hummed

“I actually wouldn’t mind going out there now” you spoke up “I mean in the time he was here I was distracted… but now that he will be gone it’ll be worse again. So we might as well just do it now”

“I do feel flattered” Ben said, giving a wink in your direction.

“Are you sure about this? What about your affairs?”

“What affairs could I possibly take care of? All I hope is that you catch my husband too. I already wrote a letter to my family” the sheriff squinted at you.

“Not many people want their executions accelerated”

“Well, they rarely get the chance” Ben said “Though I find it better than spending the night shitting yourself. I mean would save you loads of cleaning. ‘sides what if she and her husband planned it all and he’d come to save her tomorrow?”

“Alright” the sheriff said “Get her too” nervosity hit you even harder. What if there was no rescue for the both of you? On the other hand, if his gang wasn’t here, you might be able to do something together. Alone you probably didn’t stand a chance. One of the deputies entered your cell and bound your wrists together as well before the dragged both of you outside. What relieved you a little was that not that many people had gathered. However, once you saw the gallows itself, you stopped and a wave of dizziness and nausea hit you. The deputy behind you nudged you with his shotgun and ordered you to continue. Instead of doing so, however, you vomited on the ground. The reaction of the onlookers made you more miserable and you only calmed down when Ben was next to you

“Happens to the best” he said with a wink “Let’s keep going” he helped you up and continued to walk beside you. You couldn’t help but grab his upper arm and cling to him. “It’s gonna be okay” he promised “Trust me” he added more quietly. “Keep your head high and don’t let ‘em know you’re scared” you let out a snort. You didn’t want to know how often he had been that far already. On the stairs you almost stumbled, only Ben’s grip on you keeping you from falling. “Almost there” it wasn’t like you wanted to be there. What about his plan? Or his gang? Why did no one do something? Once you were at the top, Ben glanced into the crowd  “A lil’ disappointing” he turned to the sheriff “I’d hoped for more audience.”

“Like your gang?”

“Not necessarily. Just more interested people. Thought I’m famous” the sheriff wanted to grab him and pull him forward but Ben pulled you into a kiss first. Well, a peck was more like it. Although you wanted to glare at him (not that the kiss was bad but he had no right to just do it) you stopped when he kissed your cheek afterwards “Wait for the turmoil and run” he whispered in your ear before letting the sheriff, now helped by a deputy, drag him over to the trapdoor. What turmoil? What was he planning? “Do I get my final words now?” Ben asked

“Go ahead”

“Proverbs 3:27” he stepped back and gave the executioner a smile

“That was it?” the sheriff asked

“You should read the bible more often” Ben said with a smirk before a shot rang through the streets and killed the executioner. Soon more shots followed “and you might’ve seen that coming” the crowd was screaming and scattering in all directions. You stood there like frozen and watched how Ben knocked out the sheriff and took his gun shooting at two deputies that came up to the gallows with you “Sweetheart” he said, grabbing you by the left lower arm “I said run when the chaos starts” you wanted to answer but were too focused on not stumbling over your feet as you followed him downstairs and towards the edge of town. You met up with two men

“You alright, boss?” one asked, tossing him a knife which Ben used to cut your bonds open. Without thinking you took the knife and freed him too before he pulled you to a black horse and helped you on top of it before mounting too and riding out of town with his men. Not daring to throw a look back, you sighed and leant back against his chest.

“Told you to trust me” you chuckled

“Does that mean I’m now an outlaw too? Now that I ran away?”

“Well, technically you been one before. From the moment you started the cattle rustling unknowingly. However… now you’re a wanted outlaw too”

“Great” you muttered

“It ain’t that bad, you know. That’s only a single offence in one state. They might not even print you those pretty little posters and put a bounty on your head”

“You think?”

“Nah. But you should leave for another state. And lay low for a couple of weeks first”

“Lay low?”

“Avoid being seen. You’re welcome to stay with us if you’d like”

“And you’re sure the others won’t mind? I mean… or what if they try something?”

“They will have to accept it. And anyone as much as looking at you in a way you or I don’t like will pay”

“I don’t know. I mean… not that I have something against you but… won’t it make me more of an outlaw to be with you?”

“Only if you do something illegal. I mean I never meant for you to participate in our robberies and all. You can just ride with us so you’re not alone”

“Ah” that actually sounded a lot better “Wasn’t that risky?”

“What?”

“How we escaped”

“Not really. ‘sides, we stood no other chance. Too late to come up with a new plan”

“So that wasn’t the real plan?”

“No. Would have been to get us out of prison in the evening, when they come to get me from the cell”

“Ah. And why wasn’t it risky?”

“Town’s got a law against weapons in town. Only ones allowed are carried by the lawmen. So they’re the only danger”

“And you took them all out” you remembered

“Yeah”

“But how did you have your men know what to do?”

“Ain’t the first time we done something like this. I mean I had to count on some of them being in town already to watch the situation before the big escape”

“What about your ‘final’ words. The proverbs? Was that a joke or something?”

“Withhold not good from them to whom it is due, when it is in the power of thine hand to do it”

“I see. A hidden call for help to your men?”

“I doubt they knew what it was about. More to confuse the others” you gave a nod

“Thank you. For everything”

[gg-carboxylase]

Got ahold of Step by Step episode 12. We needed 2 more episodes as usual with these series.

If you've not watched the show, please do. It's worth your time, even if you feel like you're wading thru the first few episodes. It's slow burn. This is not horny hours. This is really office hours.

Spoilers under the cut obvs.

Some meta. Mostly my opinions.

I wrote that paragraph before the Mildly Spicy Bed Makeout. I kind of enjoy that Jeng shooed Pat to the shower For Reasons. At least, I personally infer bottom reasons but that's just me. Still, I would have liked more spice à la Bed Friend, but I'm a thirsty ho.

I'll get this admission off my chest — I'm bummed that we got those really spicy kisses and that's as far as it went. KP and Domundi productions spoiled me, obviously. Did I want to see them fake fuck? Yeah. I'll admit it.

The scene where they were writing out then deleting their text messages was acted to perfection.

Hot take — Ben is the worst ugly crier. We love him anyway.

Jeng is a stalker, he needs to learn to go less hard. He also needed to resign like, 2 years earlier from the company. Good for him though. Dad is hot. Shame he's a homophobe.

I am super over people singing in the shows, no matter how good they are.

I love that Jeng's passion is cooking.

You can tell this is a real Thai show because when they show that green curry, it's real green curry even if it's store bought. It's hard to find good green curry paste over here unless you're in certain places.

Jeng's mom — what was the point of a 30 second meeting. Ben is so good at being nervous and young, he's really a great actor.

The chemistry is off the charts in this episode, good Christ. They obviously had fun shooting the cake scene.

Jeng better have a hell of a savings if he's returning all his shares to his dad and putting his hopes on his restaurant.

The restaurant biz is a bitch. I grew up in the restaurant business and the margins are razor thin, even in famous and successful restaurants. Hopefully, Pat's advertising firm is doing well.

Seriously, again. Needed another couple episodes. Especially with how Jeng's dad tossed his resignation letter.

I know Man said this would be his only BL, but I would really like to see them do another show together. They really got their shit together at the end and it's rare to see a couple that can have this kind of chemistry.

The age difference works really well between them, it's comfortable — which isn't there for a lot of decade+ couples — and there's a lot of plots where this could be used. So let's manifest that.

I have no idea what the fuck Man does for a living, so I'm not sure if he's even free to do another series. Dude has an econ degree, which means nothing (no offense econ folks, you guys are like Swiss army knives). I suspect he's a mini Mile Phakphum, and just sort of exists on the largess of his family and his modeling career.

I very much liked this series. It's definitely in my list of favorites. For me, it started out rocky because I didn't understand what it was trying to do. Looking back, now that I see what the aim is, the path it took is perfect.

Would I have liked more sex? Absolutely, but as I mentioned before — I'm a thirsty ho. These lads get paid more than I make as a clinical lab scientist, spending my day making your doctor look smart. A little bed shenanigans isn't too much to ask.

Alas, I can't complain too much. The kisses we got were A+, top-tier compared to nearly any other series. The physical stuff we did get was also A+. Truly, my complaints are mostly unfounded. We could have ended up with Korean level bullshit.

I'm not going to bother with meta about the story because there's users here that are far better at articulating exactly what I want to say, so troll the tag for them.

[trckstaer]

𝐓𝐑𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 :

— genuinely one of the longest posts I have ever posted.

A brief note that every single one of my muses has a half-blood verse and a daemon verse that I am always excited to use !

˖ ࣪⭑ . . . Marvel

May Parker's home for injured vigilantes. Head emergency room nurse May who, after realising her nephew is a vigilante adopts a ' as long as you do it under my roof so I can make sure you're safe ' policy, starts having other heroes dropped on her fire escape to patch up. Also, her cancer storyline would be epic to write.

Uncle Ben who lives and loses his arm in the shooting but is around enough to help Peter when he needs it, keep him good and moral without having to die to make sure it happens, makes space so Peter can fix up his suit whilst he works late in the garage.

Peter realises he is very genuinely the lamest Spider-Man in every universe. He has no special talents, cannot do ballet, annoys the fuck out of Miguel and burned all bridges with the billionaire he knew post accords.

Make Matt use his senses, and explore the world around him with them. Very rarely does he get the chance to just sit with them ; during the day he has to act like a regular blind person, and as Daredevil it's all about adrenaline and moving fast. Also, I am a sucker for one-night stand threads with him, because he is a player until he gets his person.

Frank being forced to be soft and gentle with your muse and taking care of them when they're hurt is super important to me however, I also adore the threads where the Punisher just gets to be insane and talented with his weapons in a fight.

Dadpool taking care of his daughter and being responsible and careful and still insane. Wade breaking into the spiderverse and being the fucking worst. Deadpool meets deities when he's waiting for Lady Death to send him back post-mortem.

Someone being kind to Vanessa, treating her gently and asking to see her skin, not the disguise that Copycat and Xavier thought up together for her to wear.

Slice of life in the Hellhouse stuff ! People are confronted with the reality of what Weasel goes through in a day of getting mercenaries weapons and jobs. Weasel vs Spider-Man stuff where he finally gets to confront Peter Parker.

I'd be really into a thread where Hawkeye is forced to drop his dumb guy act and people are reminded that he is a highly competent spy and archer with abilities beyond what is publicly known.

College years Rhodey being the exhausted roommate of one Anthony Stark. Rhodey mourning his sister. Rhodey learning to be a good uncle and primary carer to his niece Lila.

Let Happy Hogan date one of his bosses, boy has never met an authority figure he didn't fall immediately and deeply in love with.

Despite raising his two sons, Vision finally finds people that help him understand and find respite from how alone he so often feels.

After the death of his momma, Harley Keener who is raising his baby sister and selling his inventions on the black market, all while running his family farm alone is suddenly confronted with being moved out to New York for college and someone stepping up to help him finally.

Johnny Storm makes a good, reliable friend who finally helps him shake that horrific loneliness he is constantly plagued with, helps him deal with the trauma and addiction and also is just good at making sure the trouble he gets into is lighthearted.

After being stranded on a planet ( very possibly earth ) Nebula very quickly grows a beautiful and extravagant nursery of plants and tries to ignore how she doesn't really fit in anywhere.

Very tired, very grumpy, teacher Wolverine who honestly doesn’t want to be there but also doesn’t want the grief he’d get from his coworkers if he tried to quit the academy.

Bubbly, over-excited teacher, Kid Omega, who’s on strict probation because of the whole trying to start riots thing, but still won't stop talking to the kids about why policing minorities is a problem. 

˖ ࣪⭑ . . . Mythology

Biblical Mythology

Famously irresponsible Gabriel being the last eligible angel left to take on the role of leader of Heaven, them being forced to go back despite the last time they were there being the day they fled after losing their wife and children in the war. Them having to take care of something even when it's hard.

Imprisoned Uriel having visitors in any form, maybe souls who escaped their Heavens or other angels sneaking in or ! Her escaping and being taken in by the people who find her on earth, being confused and gullible.

Tired of endlessly partying and fighting, Balthazaar finds offers up his services as an archivist for the hunters instead, documenting everything he can remember about Heaven no matter how painful.

Greek Mythology

Ares takes care of something on earth and falls completely in love with a mortal, finding them so beautiful and hiding them away so Aphrodite has no chance of finding them and becoming jealous, living as much of their life with them as he possibly could — going so far as to abandon all of his duties to stay by their side.

Any and all interactions with the other Gods. Persephone who is seen as a child far too often for her liking, instead of the incredibly powerful and dramatic Goddess that she is, proving everyone wrong and being part of the solution.

The other strategic and intelligent Gods taught Phobos about wisdom and war when he was young and him looking up to them and crushing on them for the whole of his life.

After being cursed by the fates for spreading dread to the entire human population instead of just soldiers as he was meant to, I think it would be really cool to do a thread where Deimos first starts losing his mind and gaining his incredibly difficult-to-deal-with amounts of empathy and is found doing not-so-great by another muse.

˖ ࣪⭑ . . . Literature

The Shadowhunter Chronicles

No longer a vampire and only newly a shadowhunter, Simon struggles to find places where he fits in because neither group is warm to him ; the downworlders not trusting him anymore, and the shadowhunters not trusting him yet.

University professor Ragnor Fell being manic and obsessed with how intelligent his students are and unable to stop talking about it to his friends, whether he's working at a mundane school or at the shadowhunter academy.

Your muse opens the door to Catarina who is exhausted, with her little girl ( Madzie ) in tow, who starts her introduction with the sentence ' it has been a week and a half since I have had a conversation with someone who was not a patient in the emergency room or four, please can I come have a coffee ? '

The Riordanverse

A verse to explore what would have happened if Thalia had claimed the prophecy to spare both Percy and Nico a miserable fate once she saw how much it meant to the camp.

Dark Percy. I am desperate to explore a verse in which maybe Percy can’t save his mom and so turns his back on the gods in order to join Luke, especially once he's told about the prophecy and realises Chiron's plan had been to raise him like a lamb to slaughter.

Resurrected as a God in order to be punished for eternity, Luke is sent to Camp Half-Blood to serve his time there as a carer of the half-bloods he would have fought in the war had they been older at the time he brought Kronos back.

The Hunger Games

In a lot of the discussions I have about Cato post the end of the rebellion, I talk about the boy who is barely an adult who sits on his porch and watches the woods all day almost paralysed in fear but I want a thread where someone gets through to him and proves to him that it is worth making amends where he needs to and healing and learning to be a person with the aid of your muse.

More than anything, I want threads where someone is kind to Katniss, and in return, Katniss is kind back. After losing everything, and trying to heal over all of her grief, there is a forceful part of Katniss that wants to learn to be nice and gentle because she doesn't have to be a defence between herself and her people anymore.

˖ ࣪⭑ . . . Television

Stranger Things

Someone notices how Heather is living, how her parents don't talk about her or how she does everything for herself, way sooner. I want a thread where Heather offers support to someone and in return there is another voice ( an actual friend unlike all the people that call her a friend but really just use her for status, sex, or parties ) to fill up the silence she's usually surrounded by.

It would be super exciting to write literally any thread with Jason post-season 4 : his recovery where someone finally forces him to get out of bed and start doing his physical therapy, something during his manic period when he finally tasted freedom in college and goes a little mad with it and then comes back to Hawkins in the holidays covered in tattoos and piercings with hickeys on his neck, kind Jason who is good and worked to make amends in the town before going off to medical school and then starts working at a hospital's pediatric unit where he bumps into a familiar face from his past and their kid.

Vampire Eddie coming back to Hawkins to check on his Uncle after his reputation was saved and he was proven innocent. The government provides him money and coolers of something to make up for the abandonment he faced by them in the Upside Down. Him making it big time with Corroded Coffin. Eddie goes to the gay bar an hour and a half out of town with the handkerchief in his back pocket and runs into a familiar face.

Raised in Hawkins but having fled as soon as she could, Susan moved back with just her daughter Max as soon as she realised the type of man Neil was. She finally claims her dad’s house with the promise to herself that she would get rid of any trace of him in there. It gives her the ability to pay attention to Max the way a mom should.

The way that Benny keeps his diner open late for the truckers that bring him a lot of business, but also because Benji's diner was the only place that was open late enough for Benny to get some rest when his abusive piece of shit dad kicked him out at night, and he wants to be able to offer that respite wherever he can to whoever needs it.

Similarly, the open door policy that Wayne Munson enforces consistently for the sake of other kids like his boy Eddie and his old partner Robbie. Steve needs to escape from that big empty house ? Maxine finding it hard to sleep with her mom on the night shift ? Literally any kid who needs a safe space ? He just wants them to know they can knock on his door and sleep on the pullout sofa bed if they need a place.

Supernatural

Any and all Benny Lafitte being the lord of purgatory threads.

Bobby’s junkyard being operational and a known hunter-safe camp where he ends up being a surrogate dad for most of the time, but also finally having help with the stuff that’s a little more difficult from his chair.

The Last of Us

Maybe a verse where Joel managed to save Sarah but the two grew apart because in a world where she lives, Joel never has to angelify her. They talk and Joel helps with his grandbaby whenever he can but at the end of the day, they are both traumatised and Joel made mistakes as a dad. I want a thread where Joel still goes out to deliver Ellie, but has a reason to go home again after.

Very slowly, Bill relaxes around your muse and starts trusting that things are going to be okay at least for a while and as long as he keeps up his defences around the village. He even goes as far as to let the occasional desperate survivor stay as long as they didn't touch his supplies or arsenal and didn't pose a risk.

The Walking Dead

It would be cool to do a thread where Negan is locked under house arrest and raising Dylan as best he can, taking care of her and only occasionally seeing any other living people. Your muse drops off one of his deliveries of formula or whatever for his baby girl and Negan convinces them to stay for a while.

Any and all threads where Lori proves she is worthwhile : threads where something the kids have learned from her saves the day, threads where she is willing to risk herself to help the babies, threads where her experience as a mother helps the new mothers. Threads where she paints and helps people relax just a little by teaching them to as well.

Doctor Who

The Doctor saving everyone for once and is furious after and having to explain that the reason why is because he couldn't even do that for his own people, not even for his own husband, his own children.

Hannibal

Really really into the idea of Hannibal teaching someone to cook. No matter at what part of the verse — pre-fall, post-fall, in a beach house in another country and your muse knows him by another name — I think the idea is super fun. Whether or not your muse knows he's a cannibal, I think there's room for Hannibal to be charming and seductive and snarky.

FBI agent Jack Crawford getting to show off that he is damned good at his job, no matter what's happening with Riley or Bella, him proving that he was given his role for a reason. Also I have been obsessed with the idea since I read about it but Jack figuring out Will's confliction before it becomes obvious because he was a profiler once and a good enough one to be head of his department.

Sherlock

Any and all explorations of John's past and how it affects his present. His time as a Captain in the army makes up so much of who he is now and how he is even with his daughter Rosie, that it seems strange how little it came up in canon.

Merlin

Being captured and returned to Camelot whilst pregnant with her son, Morgana being held captive because at this point in the story, she is still seen as an easily manipulated girl who fell down the wrong path. Merlin tells her about his magic and the two of them commiserating with each other. Morgana trying to make amends.

Good dad verse where Uther loves his son more than he hates magic, he realises this when he catches Merlin saving Arthur for the first time and captures Merlin secretly. Alongside his paycheck, he gives the sorcerer books on magic that had been long since banned and in return, Merlin is to continue keeping his boy alive — as long as the magic stays a secret.

Just the general adventures of first knight Leon, him trying to decide whether magic is good or evil based on his own experiences with it rather than the fact that Uther helped raise him after his sister died.

Lord Gwaine who has to go home and claim his land and titles once his sister becomes gravely ill or else risks losing his knighthood. I so desperately want to write Gwaine as his intended, bratty self.

˖ ࣪⭑ . . . Original Characters

I think it would be cool to have Elaerea meet someone who, in a better reality, would have been a bigger part of her life such as Sansa when she spent time at the vale or Jon or Ned. Also, maybe threads between her and other Targaryens or even Bran since they both have the power of sight ( even if Elaerea's is so much less broad ).

Any threads where MJ gets to spend time with the rest of the Watson family. Any threads where he gets to interact with the spider-verse. Any future threads where we see MJ in soft domestic situations with their Spider-Man ( maybe even with their own Mayday ).

I want Edie to have friends who can help her be a normal woman who gets to do ordinary young adult things like going to bars and painting her room. Edie needs to be able to make her own choices and prove to herself that she is worth more than who her father or brother was.

Workaholic Melanoë being very gently coaxed into having fun and being reckless. Cautious Noë letting loose and fighting a jerk who tries to push her around. Counselor Noë helping your muse cope a little better after a battle.

I would be really invested in threads where people witness Mercury reading aloud and manifesting things into reality, and them surprising him by not asking anything of him once they know.

Any and all interactions where Mapone gets to talk to other legacy kids, because whilst I love and obsess over the idea of her being a brat to the older trying to help train her, I also like the idea of her making friends and getting into trouble with the others.

Candace Nelson being a general nuisance to herself and others: ditching school and ending up in trouble and needing rescuing, teaching your middle aged blorbo slang, and generally being a teenager.

[aesthetic-solar-space]

Welcome to my Spotify!! Be on the lookout for new playlists/and-or/updated set lists at random times.

Working on it playlists

Pure Death

One Wolf Remains

Ghost Them

The Thirteen

Manon Blackbeak-Crochan

Dorian Havillard

Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius

An Assassin, A Slave, And Yet She Could Still Laugh

Aelin-Celeana-Diana-Lillian-Nameless-Fireheart

She Was The Fire

Kingdom Of Ash

Tower Of Dawn

Empire Of Storms

Queen Of Shadows

Assassins Blade

Heir Of Fire

Crown Of Midnight

Throne Of Glass

The Fall Of Two Stars

Finley Thompson + Ryder Evans

Finley Thompson

Ryder Evans

Natalia Barnes

Jude Duarte

Once A King Or Queen Of Narnia

Queen Lucy

King Edmund

Queen Susan

High King Peter

Dramione Godter

I Am A God

Ready To Kill God, Or Die Trying

Late Night Crazies

Plot Twist: Her

Dracarys

What, Like It’s Hard?

Footloose Vibes

Saucy

Tiktok Finds

A Book A Day Keeps Reality Away

Can I Get A Yeee-Hawww?

Mia Potter

Scooby Gang

Buffy Summers

Right Person, Wrong Time

It’s You

Fav Type of FMC

Breaking Up With Heartbreak

Let’s Love Like The World Is Ending

I Got The Power, What Do You Have?

Amortentia

Set The World A Flame For Fun

Bi Panic

INFP

Slytherin

Leo Power

Gone But Not Forgotten

Bottled Childhood

Andromeda Black Tonks

Severus Snape

Lily Evans Potter

James Potter

Peter Pettigrew

Lucius Malfoy

Narcissa Black Malfoy

Remus Lupin

Bellatrix Black Lestrange

Sirius Black

Regulus Black

Cedric Diggory

Hermione Granger

Daphne Greengrass

Astoria Greengrass

Neville Longbottom

Luna Lovegood

Draco Malfoy

Minerva McGonagall

Theodore Nott

Pansy Parkinson

Harry Potter

Thomas Marvolo Riddle

Newt Scammander

Blaise Zabini

Nymphadora Tonks Lupin

Arthur

Bill

Charlie

Fred

George

Ginny/Ginerva

Molly Prewett

Percy

Ron

Godric Gryffindor

Helga Hufflepuff

Rowena Ravenclaw

Salazar Slytherin

Padme amidala

Chewbacca

Obi-wan Kenobi

Rey

Leia Organa

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Ben Solo

Han Solo

Ahsoka Tano

Yoda

R2D2&C3PO

Valkyrie

Yelena Belova

Melinda May

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Peter Parker

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Kate Bishop

Pepper Potts

Johnny Storm

Thor Odinson

Jane Foster

Bruce Banner

Nebula

Okoye

Leo Fitz

T’challa

Shuri

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Wade Wilson

Jemma Simmons

Daisy Johnson

Clint Barton

Natasha Romanoff

Finished playlists

Lemonade Mouth

I Just Am Who I Am

Summer Of ‘19

JoBros

Your Worst Nightmares Can’t Take Me Home

Bad At Love

DBD-DBS

Taylor Swift

Little Mix

We’re Gonna Be Someday

“Tina She’s Gay”

Show Them How Strong You Are

Next Chapter

3 Makes The Dreamteam

From 5, To 4, To None

No Place Like You

Hallelujah Your Home

Sabrina The Teenage Singer

Names Hayes, Hunter Hayes

Wildflowers On Fire

The Recs

Ooops

Are You Really Gonna Do That?

We Are On Fire! No Really Look!!

Collab Playlists

Bullet Journal Talks Vol. 1

We’re Okay

Feels Like A Better Day

Sisterhood Of The Traveling Books

Insanity Anonymous Club Vol. 2

Lost And Found: after hours

[sciderman]

So it seems part of the relationship between Wade and Peter, is the fluctuation of "who is gonna be the responsible one this time?", like sometimes Wade is the responsible one and acts like a mom that keeps the house clean and tries to keep his boyfriend healthy, feed and less socially awkward posible, but when Peter is the responsible one, he is like a Dad, the one who takes control and discipline over his chaotic boyfriend, Peter will be severe at the discipline but he also reward his man if he does good.

So, ¿Is there an occasion when both are the responsible and mature adults, or it just one at the time?

Also, ¿How much are they aware about this dynamic?

frankly i'm obsessed with their constantly shifting dynamic - it's kind of a game for them. it's the nonbinary dream, really - constantly swapping roles. it being a playground for them. they're still figuring out how their dynamic works, especially now that they're in a relationship. in a same-gender couple there are always questions to ask about who fills what role - and i love to explore that sort of a thing. especially with someone like wade wilson, who's constantly shifting terrain and is always putting on an act - and peter parker, who is constantly is trying to match his partner, and be what they need him to be.

i don't think peter's ever very dad-coded with wade - when peter's the authoritative figure in the house, he's more husband-coded, i think. wade being the helpless, hysterical housewife wife whilst peter carries the responsibilities, like bread-winning and being the strong one that wade can swoon into the arms of.

(nate - however, is very dad-coded. it's kind of overt in the comics. wade's father looks just like nate. daddy issues abound.)

(in before anyone points out the resemblance between uncle ben and nathan in 9319. i won't hear it. i won't hear it. putting my fingers in my ears LALALALALA)

i think it's a good thing peter's not very dad-coded with wade. because, typically, wade does not have very good history with father figures, no sir. and the good, healthy thing about peter is that he doesn't want to have control over wade. he always sees wade as his own man, capable of making his own decisions, and peter doesn't want to play babysitter.

peter never, never treats wade as anything less than an adult. never sees him as stupid, and knows how capable and intelligent wade is, even if wade makes stupid decisions. peter doesn't baby wade. he cares, and will support him, but as his equal, always.

but absolutely, wade is very mom-coded with peter. he treats peter like a child.

i think the role of mother is kind of just one that wade's always wanted to fill - it's the opposite of what he is, and what he sees himself as. he has this desire to nurture, and the ultimate good in his life, at least, in his mind, was his mother. so i think wade just desires to be mommy. to be good, and loving, and nurturing - and not bad, and despised, and destructive. his role as mother is more about him than it is about peter, really. he learns how to be a better person by looking after someone else. peter isn't helpless - sure, a little messy and unfortunate - and wade knows that peter isn't helpless

(in fact, wade admires peter for his strength and courage, and wants to follow in peter's footsteps. he sees peter as an example.)

buuuut, wade knows that peter will play along with wade's games. peter will tolerate the babyfication. so it's just an opportunity for wade to play a role he's always wanted to play, with a willing partner who's content to play along. wade's always wanted to be mommy. and peter lets him, for funsies.

really, they are both responsible adults. peter's not actually baby, not ever. he's not stupid. he's an adult. he's just letting wade put on his show, and playing along because he knows that's what wade wants from him. peter's gotten so, so good at committing to the bit.

wade needs baby?? peter will be baby.

[ichorai]

dancing choose ; wade wilson.

track three of DEAR SCIENCE.

pairing ; wade wilson x gn!platonic!reader

synopsis ; when you said he’d come crawling back to you on all fours—you weren’t really being serious.

words ; 2.3k

themes ; comedy, action, angst

warnings / includes ; strong profanity, graphic depictions of blood/injury/violence/trauma, mentions of getting drunk and high, sexual innuedos, wade makes fun of vegans i'm sorry, one mention of edward cullen our sparkly vampire, hulk's ben and jerry's ice cream flavor, dumpster flowers, rumor has it wade is still waiting for the avengers to reply to him to this day, getting beat up by girl scouts, mentions of carnage bcs yes carnage and deadpool did fight in the comics, and mhm wade is quite literally on his hands and knees for you in this one

main masterlist. 

Wade Wilson wasn’t good at life. If there was an award that went to the person who was the worst at existing, it’d go to him annually. He sucked at maintaining healthy relationships, consistently neglected his own well-being, and rarely ever took anything seriously. On the grand pyramid of shitty things that could possibly happen to a person, Wade was most likely at the very tip top of the food chain. He was the great white shark of the ecosystem that were unfortunate events that a person could endure—not that it was something to be proud of. Besides, Wade never really liked sharks. He’d much rather be a seahorse or something in the next life. If he could ever even get out of this life. 

You had once mentioned that he was purposefully sucking at life as some sort of coping mechanism for his childhood trauma, but he merely responded the only way he was really good at—like a three year old throwing a tantrum. He had stuck his fingers into his ears and yelled out, “I CAN’T HEAR YOU! LA LA LA!” 

Besides, what were you, his therapist? 

No, seriously, though. What were you?

You had appeared into his life around three years back, when he crashed clean through several buildings in a row (thanks a lot, Carnage), eating mouthfuls of rubble and inhaling pure dust and shards of glass. After the fourth building he was thrown into, he crashed out of a window, stumbling into you, an innocent pedestrian just on their way to try out the new vegan restaurant down the street. He collided into you with enough force to send the both of you toppling over onto a busy road, asphalt scratching painfully against your cheek. Cars screeched to grueling halts only inches away from the two of you, angry honks erupting from a dozen vehicles at once. Wade almost had the gall to feel guilty for a second upon meeting your wide eyes. Then he spotted your trembling lips start to open into a horrified gape, which then gave way to the most awful, ear-splitting scream he’d ever heard.

He began screaming with you shortly after, because he promptly realized that his legs were gone and the pain was nearly enough to have him pass out.

“FUCK! FUCK, OH MY FUCK! SHIT! JESUS CHRIST, SO NOT COOL, CARNAGE! SO NOT COOL,” he yelled, using his arms to drag himself across the road, spitting out obscenities at the cars honking at him. There was a thick trail of blood and bits of mutilated flesh and skin following his severed knees, and you had to physically force your eyes away before you could feel your breakfast move its way back up your digestive tract. You pushed yourself up onto shaky feet, grabbing Wade’s suited hands and dragging him to the sidewalk with a groan. 

“What the fuck happened to you?” you panted raggedly, staggering away from him as soon as he wasn’t under the imminent threat of being run over by a white man’s dirty Toyota. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”

“Oh, I’m fine,” Wade winced, completely not fine. “They’ll grow back in a day or two. I’ve had my legs cut off way too many times to count.”

Your brows furrowed. “Jesus. You’re one of those Avengers folk, aren’t you? Fuck.” 

“Nuh-uh! That is so offensive. Just because I’ve got superpowers, doesn’t mean I’m an Avenger! I’ve been sending them my resume for months now, and they still haven’t gotten back to me.”

You had the audacity to roll your eyes. “Listen, hot-shot, I don’t know what I can do for you, then. I have a reservation I can’t miss. Are you gonna be okay on your own?”

“Ooh, reservation. Sounds fancy. Where are you going? You got a date or somethin’?” Here he was, bleeding out on the side of the road, and nonchalantly asking you about your love life. 

You blinked twice. “Yeah…” you started hesitantly. “Just down the street at that new vegan restaurant. It’s my first one with him and I don’t want him to think I’ve stood him up.”

“Must have a humongous penis to get you dressed up all fancy shmancy for the first date. At a vegan restaurant, no less! Listen, here’s a life lesson that I had to learn the hard way: vegans only gain happiness from two things and two things only—tofu and being mean to millennials on Twitter. Save your time,” he hummed glibly. You absentmindedly wondered if he was going loopy with the amount of pain he was enduring. Blood began dribbling from his nose and leaked past his cracked lips, and he sat up abruptly, spitting into his mask. “Oh, gross. Gross! Fuck, all I taste is blood now—Edward Cullen you nasty fucker. Look, I’m sorry to ask this, you seem like a really nice person and I really don’t want to drag you into my shit but I’m gonna drag you into my shit anyways. Do you have a place I could maybe lay low for a while? There’s this really awful alien after me and I don’t think I can take them without losing any more limbs.”

After a beat of silence, you pinched the bridge of your nose and sighed heavily. God damn it—you couldn’t just leave him here alone, could you? “Yeah. Yeah, it’s just down a block. Let’s go.”

So, that was how you met him for the first time. Blew off a tofu-loving, millennial-bullying vegan (his theory, you never actually got to meet him), in order to save his ass from a goo parasite from space.

You quickly realized that this was nearly an everyday experience for him. It eventually became a routine pattern. He’d go out, get himself beat up by some otherworldly beings (there was that one time a gaggle of girl scouts beat him to a pulp, but he made you vow never to speak of that again). Then, he’d come slinking back to his apartment where he’d call you and whine until you begrudgingly agreed to come over with a pint of Ben and Jerry’s—specifically requesting the Hunka-Hulka Burnin’ Fudge flavor or he’d threaten to set himself on fire. Dramatic fucker. 

And sometimes he’d come to your apartment, dripping vermilion blood everywhere, or high out of his goddamn mind, or so drunk that he could barely formulate a coherent sentence. Usually it was some infuriating combination of the three. Nonetheless, you’d tuck him into your couch with a fleece blanket and a throw pillow he often complained smelled like nacho cheese, but he slept like a baby despite it all. 

And when you woke up? He was never there. No notes, no crude pencil drawings of dicks on your wall, no trace of him whatsoever. The process would continue to repeat itself a million times over, and you began to find yourself unsettled with your predicament. 

Who was Wade to you? A friend? A stranger? A man who occasionally slept on your couch and constantly made you worry for his well being despite knowing that he was practically immortal? 

The day you finally exploded at him, bombarding him with questions he had no answers to, he hadn’t meant to start yelling back. Insults were traded, scathing and cutting far too deep for either of your liking. He particularly remembered you hissing out, “Please, you can barely even function without me! You’re awful at taking responsibility for yourself, Wade! You don’t eat well, you barely ever sleep if not passed out on my couch, you’re always high or piss-drunk or beaten up halfway to hell! You know how fucking exhausting that is? Taking care of someone that doesn’t give two shits about you? I bet you wouldn’t last a fucking day without coming crawling right back up to my door on all fours! Like a little bitch!”

Wade knew you were just caught up in the heat of the moment—that this wasn’t really you. But damn if your words still hurt. 

The fact that so many of your angry tirades were falling upon deaf ears and a stonily blank expression only seemed to fuel your frustration more, pushing you to the brink of tears glossing over your reddened eyes. That night ended with you telling him to never come back, and you had to physically shove him out of your apartment, slamming the door with such ferocity that the floor rattled beneath his feet for a split second.

Wade had stood outside your door for a full minute before coming to and realizing just how much of an asshole he’d been. You didn’t owe him anything. Hell, the two of you barely knew anything about each other. He began knocking softly, asking you, begging you to open the door, apologizing over and over and over. Then, he proceeded in his attempts to bribe you—with chocolate bars, movie nights, free vegan dinners, the chance to shoot him in the ribs, he put it all on the table for you. He was in front of your apartment for hours. 

The door never opened. 

That was around six months ago.

Now, as he found himself back in front of your apartment after so long, things were different. He wasn’t wearing his superhero suit like he usually did, there were flashcards of what to say in his hands just in case he completely blanked upon seeing you, and clutched in his other palm were half-wilted flowers he scavenged in the back of an alley dumpster (listen, he didn’t have the time nor money to buy you proper ones, so it was the thought that counted). 

After rapping his knuckles against the wood three times, the door swung open. 

Fuck, Wade was nervous. Suddenly his sweaty fingers fumbled and flashcards were fluttering to the ground, making a mess of pink little cards, some filled with doodles of extremely realistic (a style commonly known as ‘stick-men’) depictions of what he thought he looked like while fighting bad guys, and other cards with his lines of what to say to you. He dropped to his knees, hurrying to grab at the scattered pieces of paper.

“I knew you’d be back,” you sneered, staring down your nose at him with thinly-narrowed eyes. “Jesus, Wade. It’s been… forever. I didn’t—I thought something might’ve happened—”

With a heavy sigh, you got down on your knees beside him, picking up some cards with a curious hum. “When I said you’d come crawling back to me on all fours… I wasn’t actually being serious, Wade.”

“Shucks,” Wade said, nervously taking the cards from you, uncharacteristically tentative. “And here I was thinking you were into that.”

Your expression immediately soured. “What do you want from me, Wade? Come to mooch off of me again? Make me care about you and leave just before things get heavy?”

“Y/N,” he breathed out, mentally going fuck it and setting the cards back down on the floor. “You’re wrong. All those months ago you said I couldn’t give two shits about you. I did—I do give two shits about you. In fact, I give so many shits that the toilet would be clogged with just how many shits I give about you! I don’t know how to deal with this. I don’t know how to care for someone properly. I don’t know how I’d do it right. But I wanna try. Please, Y/N, let me try.”

The way your jaw set made Wade swallow nervously. Then, the slight quirk of the corner of your lips made Wade tilt his head in surprise. “Are these… flowers? You got me flowers?”

“Yeah, but they’re from the dumpster.”

“No need to put yourself down, Wade. They’re lovely.” You took the wilting bouquet from his grasp with a mild grin.

He didn’t have the heart to tell you that he was telling the truth. Just as long as you didn’t stick your nose into them, he supposed he’d let you remain blissfully oblivious.

“So what are you asking?” you asked, thumbing the bruised stems of the flowers. “You wanna try being friends? Real ones?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that,” he whispered with a near watery chuckle. “Whose balls did I have to fondle in my past life to get lucky and crash into you all those years ago, huh?”

The way you wrinkled your nose in distaste made Wade snort. “Don’t be crass, fuckwad. I missed you, too, for the record. And for what it’s worth, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean most of what I said that night. I was being really harsh for no reason. There’s nothing wrong with struggling with things like that, Wade, you just need a bit of help, is all.”

There was a beat of comfortable silence before Wade sighed, pushing himself up to his feet, dusting off his pants before offering you a hand up. You took it gingerly, opening the door wider for him to step in. 

Glancing once at one of his cue cards, he cleared his throat. “My name is Wade. Also known as Deadpool, founder of X-Force, and an Avenger-in-waiting,” he declared, gazing at you fondly. “I may suck at this whole living thing, but at least I look amazing while doing it.” When you shot him a halfhearted glare, he lifted his hands in surrender. “Kidding, kidding. I look like a chewed up piece of gum, let’s be honest. It’s nice to meet you… friend.”

The brilliant smile that painted itself violet over your features made just a slight fraction of the same expression mirror itself onto Wade’s face. “Nice to meet you, too. I think we’ll be getting along just fine.”

Wade Wilson wasn’t very good at living, but he liked to think he was just a little better at it now because of you.

[multixvibes]

THINGS I NEED BEFORE LEGACIES ENDS

Since we only have three more episodes in June and then it will be the end of the tvdu. I heard they are rewriting the ending and stuff so I hope at least some of these things will get tied up.

Death? I think originally they were going to have Ethan die it was pretty heavily foreshadowed. But if they're rewriting a lot of people are saying they'll kill Hope. But I think that's a little cliche. I know The Vampire Diaries and The Originals ended with the main characters dying but what if it ended with Ken or another god letting Hope become human. I think it would be very full circle. The entire franchise started with Elena as a human so it would be peaceful. And if they kill anyone it should be Landon going to peace or Lizzie because everyone keeps saying that it would fit the franchise and they're right. Even though they're my fave characters.

Cameos? It's now or never so it would the perfect opportunity for Candice to return as Caroline or Kaylee to come back as Josie as she was apart of the main three that started Legacies. Also any Mikaelsons would be cool. But because everything is last minute I doubt we will get anybody else back in time.

Endgames? We don't have much time for any new relationships so it seems i'll never get my personal ships/crackships endgames. Such as Hizzie, Landizzie, and Methan. Handon seems like they said their final goodbye so I guess I'm okay with Hope being single for the show's ending. I'm sure Kaleb and Cleo will stay together and I hope if Josie comes back, Finsie can stay together. I hope the love triangle with Lizzie, MG, and Ethan ends because it's annoying and Ethan clearly loves MG more than her lol. Oh and Jed and Ben should make up because I think they're pretty cute.

The Gods and Aurora? I have no idea where this plot line was going although it was very interesting. I wasn't a fan of the Aurora x Ken thing but whatever. I just hope the Gods get a good ending, perhaps they were never evil at all. I just hope they don't die because I quite like Ben and Jen as characters.

HOPE? Like I said I would love if she became human to end the whole show but I think most importantly she needs to come to terms with herself. She needs to accept the dark part of herself is a part of her and they need to merge into one because that's the real Hope Andrea Mikaelson.

Backstory?? Now we will never get real backstory's for a lot of characters and that really makes me mad. But I would have loved to hear Kaleb's, MG's full story (I still have a theory Caroline turned him), Wade (like how is he a fairy), and Jed (what happened to his friend). Also I still have a lot of questions. Like what happened to Clarke? Where are Penelope and Alyssa? What is Cleo now? Etc.

THREE EPISODES IS NOT ENOUGH! AND THESE ARE JUST SOME OF MY THOUGHTS IN KIND OF A BRAIN DUMP. AND THIS SHOW AND THE ENTIRE CAST AND CREW DESERVE BETTER.

[aestherians]

I can try to explain how my three 'types work?

I have spiritual beliefs around my bison theriotype, and my awakening was pretty abrupt. I was sitting in class, when suddenly an image flashed in my mind of me, as a bison, wading through grass. I can't explain how I knew, but I just knew it was a flashback of some kind, the same way you "just know" things in dreams with no explanation. Best way I can describe it, it's like I'd forgotten I was a bison and had lived as a human until I was reminded of my 'true self'. I can't find much rationale for it beyond 'brain is weird' or 'mystic woowoo' and in this case I prefer the woowoo explanations. I believe I have the soul of a bison because it feels right to believe that, based on my experiences.

My gnoll kintype is psychological. I've felt like some kind of humanoid beast (or beastly humanoid) for as long as I can remember. Throughout my childhood I played at being a horse, a dog, a satyr, a vampire, a werewolf, and everything in-between, but none of them ever really crossed out of play-pretend. In hindsight, I think every new phase was an attempt at defining that inherent beastly feeling I always had. When I found the therian and otherkind communities, after awakening as a bison, I was able to put words to some of my experiences and explore them more in-depth. Feeling out my phantom shifts, envisage shifts, and mental shifts, I gradually Frankensteined the creature I now call a gnoll. The boxy muzzle and claws of all the carnivores I loved to play it. The swishy tail of the unicorns I loved to draw. And of course the not-quite-humanity that I'd always felt. If you're on desktop/browser, you can go back and read my early posts about it here. I feel like I have the mind and body-map of a gnoll, in tandem with the soul of a bison. Like if a gnoll was raised as a human and suddenly realized it was also a bison.

My Ben Tennyson fictotype is harder to explain. I wrote a 4500 word essay on it and still don't feel like I've explained it well enough. But, in short, during a time of intense stress, I was watching the show to unwind. My brain latched onto it hard, one night I dreamed I was him, and when I woke up the feeling just didn't go away. If the bison is my soul and the gnoll is my mind, I guess Ben would be... a regulator? A balancer? My fictotype makes me feel complete in a way I can't really explain. I don't think I can put more words on it than I did in that essay.

My kintypes have an ebb and flow, but I'm also the kind of person who's always had a somewhat unstable identity/self-perception. One psychiatrist described me as 'easily latching onto things' and said I might be on the schizo-spectrum, but that none of my issues were severe enough to warrant a diagnosis. The most stable part of my identity is, funny enough, the bison. No matter how my self-perception changes, since awakening there's always been a bit of bison on there. I don't know if it's because it's my ~true form~ or because it's just been something easy and comfortable for my brain to latch onto. My kintype and fictotype show up in waves of varying intensity, usually combining with my theriotype. I might have the horns of a bison with the claws of a gnoll. Or I might have the bullheadedness of a bison with the savior complex of Ben. Or the instincts of a bison mixed up with the instincts of a gnoll and a human all at once.

Sometimes the mix feels harmonious, like hybrid vigor. Other times it feels like a chimera that shouldn't exist. For me, having multiple 'types is a highly variable experience.

I saw your views on monotherians/kin and just wanted to say I relate a LOT. Of course, I don’t doubt their existence or their identities, I just personally really struggle with the idea of being more than one species/animal. I can’t wrap my head around it. My brain just kinda goes “nope” at the idea, like it’s unfathomable somehow.

I don’t know. Just wanted to say that, and drop by and say hello of course!

Hi!! (yay there's a cat in my askbox!)

Yeah I understand that completely! I'm very interested in the concept though and even made a couple of posts with questions about how polykin expreince themselves. Still didn't help me a lot, unfortunately!

And while I don't need to understand someone's identity in order to respect it, it feels like a weird itch in my brain that I cannot scratch :"D

At the same time, if someone says they're, for example, a shapeshifter with favourite forms of a mouse, a seal and a lion, that settles it for my brain (weird!)

[mystery-star]

Whumpril 2023 - Day 13 | Support

Pairing: Ben Wade x reader (gender neutral)

Words: 649

Warnings: injuries

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With a sad sigh you stared down at Ben who was looking pale and feverish in your bed. It had only been hours ago since he came to your place, looking all sick and heavily bleeding. Or at least with a lot of dried blood on his clothes because the bleeding had mostly stopped and even suppurated before it was torn open again. It hadn’t been a pretty sight at all and you weren’t even sure what to do about it but you did what you could, knowing that you were the only person he dared to get help from even though you weren’t a doctor. You couldn’t imagine how much it must be hurting him (the sounds he made while you treated him were proof enough) and so were quite glad that he was able to sleep now. If only the healing went better this time. Of course you still wondered how he had gotten the wound because he had been in too much pain to even say more than three words straight. Not having the heart to wake him, you placed the bowl with food on the nightstand and adjusted the blanket a little, wanting to return when he was awake.

He slept through most of the night and woke up in the early hours of morning. It seemed like he didn’t want to wake you but still did when he didn’t manage to grab the water glass and it clashed to the ground instead.

“Sorry” he mumbled

“It’s alright” you said getting up from your chair and stretching yourself

“Sorry ‘bout that too”

“Don’t worry, it’s all fine. Really. I’ll get you some more water” with that you left for the kitchen and did as you said. When you tried to give it to him you realized that he was too weak to hold it or even sit up. So you put the glass away, helped him sit and after he was comfortably leaning against you, you helped him hold the glass. He didn’t like it but probably knew he had little choice if he wanted to drink. Absentmindedly, you pushed some of his sweaty hair away from his forehead. You really should exchange that wet towel for his face too. “There’s some food too. Want some?” he smiled weakly

“I’ll try” nodding you took the bowl

“It’s cold now” you said almost with remorse

“Happens if you sleep” he just replied

“How are you feeling anyways?” you checked his temperature with your free hand

“Dunno. Not as tired anymore”

“Alright. Eat a little and then you can go back to sleep and get even better” you pecked his temple and offered him the bowl or better said the spoon in it. His hand was really shaky and just bringing the spoon from the food to his mouth seemed too strenuous. You wanted to offer him help again but didn’t want to humiliate him either. When he put the spoon down and declared that he was not hungry anymore you heard his stomach growl but didn’t say anything.

“I’m really not hungry anymore” he repeated and you weren’t sure if it was the truth or he just couldn’t admit that he didn’t have the strength to eat. You nodded and tried it with a joke

“Well, I’ll cook something for lunch then, maybe you’ll like that more” he smiled and placed his hand in your lap.

“I did like it. Really did. And appreciate it all. Thank you” you too smiled and took his hand, pressing a kiss to his palm. “I’ll be fine. Don’t you worry. Sooner than you know it, I’ll be back on my feet and gone”

“I don’t mind you staying. Love having you around. But I could do without the injury” he chuckled slightly

“At least gives you a reason to be close to me and support me all the time”

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[nevertheless-moving]

Ohhh I love this idea. Songbird!

My first thought is pop star wars au (a lot of imagine dragons is automatic pop star wars au for me)

My SECOND thought is sith!Obi-Wan au. Which is difficult, because not falling is such an integral part of his character to me, and I need all my aus to have happy endings, but here goes:

Obi-Wan has been living on Tatooine for 10 years. It's a hard planet.

It’s been a very long ten years.

Luke dies at age ten.

...

It's a hard planet.

...

Ben doesn't fall, but he doesn't...it's hard for him to remember why he wants to stay in the light. What the point is. Of anything.

He starts chasing down legends. Old stories of fantastic deals—ways to change things, in the worst case scenario—warnings really.

(Darth Vader is doing the same, but, well. One of them was always better at research)

He finds a temple; it rejects him, of course. It's for the deep mysteries. The stones themselves are carved for dark siders, not those who wade in the shallows of the force.

All he has to lose is himself, and really, what's one more thing?

By the time he gets to the bleeding crystal heart of the labyrinth, there's not exactly a mirror to check his eye color.

Or light.

It's almost too easy—all he wanted was to go back. The temple is almost...bemused. All of those sleepless challenges, all that bloody torture, and he just wants a simple manipulation of himself through time?

That's all?

Obi-Wan steps outside a year after he went in, or roughly thirty-three years before, depending on your point of view.

A man appears before Shmi, scarcely a week after she gave birth. He's sun-weathered and battle-scarred, but his face would be handsome if it were a little less skeletal. His eyes glow brilliant gold in the dark of her hut and for a moment she is terribly, terribly afraid—certain that this dark angel is here to kill her child. Instead he steals him, and her. She sleeps heavily—too heavily—on the flight and wakes up on a strange metal world.

The man speaks. His voice is soft and his words are terrible and she can feel the truth in them.

"The boy must stay. You cannot go with him."

Kindly old monks assure her that her son would grow up in peace, inside walls that echoed with safety and warmth and light and all manner of strange and lovely things. She understands why she must leave. This is not a place for her. The stranger is waiting at his ship, which she only now realizes was stolen from Jabba's fleet. He looks as hollowed out as she feels.

"What now?" she asks helplessly.

There's a long pause. He sighs heavily, looking up at the non-existent stars.

"There's a few men I have to kill, but at least one of them is deep in the shadows—I suspect I'll have to do something dramatic to draw him out. Once I finish with all that, a Jedi will probably kill me...hopefully it's someone ironic, I could use a laugh. Is there anything you would like to do, Shmi Skywalker? I rather suspect you and I might have some common interests, but I'm not in a very creative mood right now."

"...I want to kill Grakkus."

"Oh! That sounds like fun."

"Fun?"

"Sure. I've been wanting to tear down an Empire for some time now."

"...Who are you?"

"Call me...Neimand. Darth Neimand, if you're feeling formal."

This AU has a happy ending. The Hutt empire collapses, and is replaced with a much more aimless affair. Emperor Neimand's reign is brutal, but mostly just on slavers—generally he encourages self-government, too bored by the day to day, though he can be randomly very choosy about certain things. All claimants to the line of Bane wiped are out—first Sidious's puppets, then Sidious, then Plagueis.

Neimand is at loose ends. He was rather expecting a Jedi to come after him by this point, but he didn't really want to attack them.

Well. Most of them.

Dooku's death was noble enough to be considered an accident, if Neimand hadn't made a few sly boasts in a few choice ears.

Krell's body—Krell's body is returned to the temple in pieces, rather publicly. The last thing he needed, after all this work, was for people to think the Jedi were attacking an Emperor without provocation.

He is very amused by who they send—little jokes that only he gets are his main source of pleasure these days. Well that, and killing slavers. And orgies. In any case, the look on Master Jinn's face! And Senior Padawan—sorry Knight Kenobi, knighted earlier than he expected—'hm? oh, let's just say I have a personal interest in your career'. The resemblance isn't uncanny, but it is remarkable. (Emperors have access to very good skincare, and Tatooine healers specialize in sundamage).

He's less amused when the two have to return with their tails between their legs. "Train harder!" he yells, as Obi-Wan Kenobi drags his unconscious Master away. "I'm more than happy to be killed by a Jedi but I'm not just going to throw the fight!"

This AU has a happy ending. It takes a number of years, but one day, side by side, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker defeat the last of the Sith, bringing balance to the force. They are hailed as heroes, and the orderly collapse of the Neimand Empire into the Democratic Council of the Outer Rim ushers in a golden age of peace for the galaxy.

(Luke and Leia aren't born again, but, nevertheless, Darth Neimand dies with a smile on his face)