#did anyone else like how we set up Loki giving directions to the dude who killed his mom

[gammatreis]

Seventeen mcu movies deep

Thor the Dark World still the worst

Am I supposed to feel things in this movie? Because the best part is Loki making fun of Captain America and having his mini prison meltdown.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 325: Deku VS the Outside of U.A. ~Conclusion~

Previously on BnHA: Ochako was all “dear bloodthirsty mob, this kid you see standing before you has fought harder than anyone and put his life on the line to protect you all, so please chill the fuck out, jesus christ. like, putting aside that he’s humanity’s best hope and so it’s very much in your best interests to let him rest and recover someplace safe so that he can keep fighting for us, are y’all seriously going to turn away an injured and exhausted child in front of his sobbing mother?? seriously?? come on now.” I’m paraphrasing here but that’s basically how it went down. Anyway so then the mob was all, “...” and Deku collapsed to his knees in tears, and Gigantic Fox Lady and Kouta ran over to give him a hug but then the chapter ended.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “FINE, YOU CAN HUG HIM”, which, was that so hard?? The U.A. Clown Mob is all “come to think of it, we’ve kind of been taking the heroes for granted this entire time, maybe we should be less passive in the future. anyway so Deku if it’s not too much to ask, can you please save everyone and fix everything.” Deku is all “I sure can, and by the way I forgive you for swarming around all menacingly two minutes ago and trying to deny me basic shelter and stuff.” Ectoplasm is all, “hey Todogang get a load of this. [walks in a circle].” Hawks is all, “that’s literally the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.” Rat Principal is all, “anyway so that’s what your students did today, hope you’re enjoying your new *~*ROBOT LEG*~*, Aizawa.” Aizawa is all “[lots of exposition about Kurogiri and for some reason, Toga, while being all brooding and sexy].” All Might is all “[standing here right outside of U.A. doing absolutely nothing and being foreboding AF]” and that immediately sucked away all of the warm fuzzy feelings from the hugs, goddammit.

each new week has become a waiting game of “when will Deku finally get to take a bath so people will actually be willing to go near him and give him the hugs he deserves.” the stakes have never been so compelling. I’ve almost forgotten about AFO entirely

lmaoooooo

me: for the love of god will someone please give Deku a hug before I die of old age

Mineta: YOU GOT IT!! --

Iida: [SWIFTLY CUTS HIM OFF] NOT YOU

fucking losing it at Mineta’s crying face. he really wanted to hug him. I legit feel bad but this is also the funniest thing I have seen all week, omg

somehow Kouta, who last week was only a hand’s breadth away from touching Deku’s head, is now twenty miles away from him in this new chapter

can I make a Loki reference here. is this recap a good place to insert a joke about someone using a TVA time-rewinding device to fuck with my poor boy Kouta over here. well anyway there it is

AND NOW HE’S BACK ALL OF A SUDDEN OMG

(ETA: since when is he “niichan” omg?? can’t handle this cuteness.)

BUT THEY’RE STILL NOT HUGGING HIM FFFFKFFFFF. WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO. WHO DO I HAVE TO BRIBE AND/OR BLACKMAIL

OH NO KOUTA IS CRYING THAT’S IT I’M DONE FOR

“when I heard that lady I knew that I had to go, but then stop again within inches of actually touching you because you smell like week-old rotten onions.” listen Kouta, I’m not saying I don’t get it, but you all can’t keep doing this to me. it’s the way you guys keep teasing it. like, if you’re gonna hug him, hug him. don’t just stand there with your arms held rigidly out in front of you like a molded action figure

OH MY GOSH BUT HE SAID THE THING

KOUTA SWOOPING IN AT THE LAST MINUTE TO TAKE ALL THE CREDIT FOR FIXING DEKU LIKE THAT ONE KID IN THE GROUP PROJECT WHO DOES ABSOLUTELY NOTHING BUT STILL TAGS HIS NAME ONTO THE REPORT ANYWAY, WHAT A KNAVE

GASP

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SHE PICKED HIM UP LIKE A LITTLE BABY OMG?? she just leaned right over and lifted this child like he was a small animal. like a lil baby futon that she was about to hang up to dry. oh my god

-- HEY WHAT

(: well that’s extremely fucked up. though sadly not too surprising given what we just saw these past couple chapters

incidentally, I hope that anyone who was legitimately defending the civilians’ perspective earlier takes note here of how quickly that line of thinking -- “we’re just trying to keep our families safe” and all that-- can lead to straight up bigotry. if you’re willing to deny a child shelter and protection simply because he’s not YOUR child, and because you’ve decided based on Internet rumors (no real-world parallels there, I’m sure) that he might present a threat, it’s really not that much further of a leap to discriminating against entire groups of people simply because you perceive those groups as being dangerous. I’m sure the people who turned Gigantic Fox Lady away also told themselves afterwards that they did it to protect their families. “better safe than sorry.” “she’ll be fine, someone will take her in, but as for us, we can’t afford to take that risk.” people can come up with all kinds of justifications for treating other people as less than human, and the really scary thing about it is how fucking easy it is

one last quick side note, which is that Horikoshi does a great job here of showing how scapegoating works, given that AFO is the one who’s really to blame and who presents the actual threat, and yet Deku is the one who ultimately winds up being the target of the mob’s fear and outrage despite him being as much of a victim as they are. gotta love that irony, which unfortunately plays out far too often in the real world as well.

anyway I’ll get off my soapbox now, sorry about that. let us continue

YES, FINALLY OH MY GOD!!!!

AND THAT’S THE STORY OF HOW GIGANTIC FOX LADY BECAME THE GREATEST HERO. PACK IT ALL UP, WE’RE DONE HERE KIDS

holy shit. the real MVP right there. thanks for getting it done champ

jesus christ I have had it up to here with these people

literally the bar is set so low at this point that I’ll go ahead and take it. helping him because it offers them a tactical advantage is at least one step up from not helping him at all

“WHY NOT SHIKETSU” MOTHERFUCKER I SWEAR TO GOD

-- thank you!!

okay this one guy with the antennae hair is having himself a character development speedrun here

-- okay, but this part?? fucking this part, right here??

can we repeat that again?? the part where this guy acknowledges that the problems of hero society were caused not just by said heroes, but also by said society?? the part where he acknowledges that they treated the heroes like celebrities who were putting on a show for them?? the part where he acknowledges that when push came to shove, the vast majority of those heroes, when faced with a situation that offered no reward, were nonetheless willing to put their lives on the line to protect the very same people who then turned around and blamed them rather than thanking them?? are the civilians of BnHA even allowed to have actual deep thoughts about this stuff. holy shit

bro!!

ANTENNAE HAIR GUY SHOVING KOUTA AND GIGANTIC FOX LADY OUT OF THE WAY TO SLAP HIS NAME ONTO THE END CREDITS AS EXECUTIVE PRODUCER. CONGRATULATIONS SON YOU FIGURED OUT THE CORE PHILOSOPHICAL QUESTION AT THE VERY HEART OF THE MANGA. WAY TO GO BUD

meanwhile, on today’s episode of “one more chapter to go till the big volume cliffhanger, how else can I drag things out let’s see”

it’s a panel. of people’s feet. just a bunch of normal feet. with sneakers and shit

this All Might shirt guy is getting more screentime in this arc than 90% of the class 1-A kids

I guess I’m supposed to feel sorry for this dude now that he’s all “if we let you stay here do you promise to somehow magically fix every single problem that we are now currently facing?” those are some ridiculously exacting standards my dude. come on now

KACCHAN SIGHTING

thank fuck I’m not the only one who’s thoroughly unimpressed by absolutely all of this lol. I feel better now. meanwhile Iida and Kouda and Kiri are ready to run over there and hug them all. you guys are way too forgiving. damn you and your pure hearts

anyway so Deku’s like “yeah, definitely”

(ETA: almost forgot to comment on the “I’m no longer alone” part – he basically corrects the guy and says “sorry, but you’ll need to direct that question towards all of us, not just me, because moving forward we’re a team.” good stuff.)

you know what though, all joking aside... fuck yeah. because perfect victory, right. the strongest guys don’t settle for anything less. so I guess Deku has pretty exacting standards himself

also can you all just take a look at this fucking kid who’s got so much light in his eyes now that I’m gonna need eclipse goggles. hot damn. “you’re welcome” says All Might Shirt Guy as he is frantically interviewed by several local news networks asking him how he daringly managed to save Deku all by himself. “well I guess I’ve just never been the kind of guy who can sit back and let a bunch of rabble-rousers blame a little kid for all of humanity’s problems. someone had to step in and take action, you know?”

oH MY GOD THE SCENE IS FINALLY ENDING

don’t let the door hit you on your way out All Might Shirt Guy

but meanwhile, sudden Tododrama action??

oh shit

there are honestly so many ways in which Ochako’s very moving speech could have wildly backfired that I genuinely have no clue where this is headed lol. how exciting!!

so now Horikoshi is once again stalling for time with random filler panels, but this one is 10x better than the shoes lol omg

(1) was Ectoplasm’s jacket always this oversized. (2) did you guys know that if you go back to chapter 319 you can see that Horikoshi gave us a sneak peak at Enji’s Sad Detective disguise and I in fact made a joke about it in the 319 recap not realizing it was actually the stone cold truth. (3) did Shouto deliberately speed up out of impatience because Hawks was walking so fucking slow and he couldn’t take it any longer. (4) and what, I ask you, is up with these dramatic speedlines. so many mysteries here. what a masterpiece

everyone is acting all shocked about something ahh what’s going on

wait what

what the heck. did they just loop around behind everyone. what was the point of that lol. “anyway, so this is what they look like from the back” well okay, thanks for that Ectoplasm

(ETA: so it seems like they were actually hanging out someplace else away from the crowd this whole time, I guess? here I thought they had more faith in Enji’s disguise. I guess Shouto and Hawks don’t particularly want to attract this crowd’s attention themselves right now either, though.)

I am so fucking confused lmao

speaking of All Might WHERE THE FUCK IS HE lol. but yes, good, OFA brings everyone together, and Hawks is very deeply moved about this out of the blue all of a sudden. you know how it is

aw heck yeah now this is another filler panel I can get behind

Mineta really wants that hug, good lord. I genuinely love this actually. Mineta if you could just stay little and cute and keep crying about how much you love your classmates in a non-gross way for the rest of the series I would be so appreciative. you’re doing great

IIDA IS HOLDING DEKU’S HAND THIS IS NOT A DRILL. ONE TIME WASN’T ENOUGH FOR MY MAN HE’S ADDICTED NOW

what did I tell you. Kiri wants to get all of the mob’s autographs now. Kiri you’re a peach

Shouji having a conversation with another mutant type is a very nice touch! we really need to get to his backstory soon. I feel like that casual remark from GFL earlier was kind of hinting at more to come

is this the first time we’ve ever seen the Yaoyorictionary in action?? never forget that Viz tried to call it the “Yaoyorozu Reference Book” because they hate fun

last but not least, KAMIBAKU IS BACK ON THE MENU, FUCK YEAH. Kaminari trying to spice things up and introduce a little bit of controversy by smacking Kacchan on the back of the head for god knows what. I will be deeply disappointed after this if I can’t find at least one person unironically declaring that KamiBaku is now toxic and abusive

lfkdlWLWK TODODRAMA??

oh my god. Shouto’s face. Enji’s face. the back to “oyaji” again. the blunt, not-taking-no-for-an-answer, “I don’t know how much louder the universe can scream at you that doing things alone is not it, so hopefully you got the point” directness of it. fffdlkslj I’m so ready for this Horikoshi please don’t fuck it up my expectations are so high

HOLY FUCK

I SCROLLED DOWN AND HE WAS ALL “( ❛‿❛)” AND I JUST WASN’T FUCKING EXPECTING THAT OKAY. JESUS CHRIST. GIVE ME A SEC

lol okay moment over and now Enji’s pulling his hat down all dramatically like a world-weary Cowboy

OH MY GOD WERE YOU FACETIMING??

AHHHHHHHHH

(ETA: not to put Iida down or anything, but it’s kind of strange that Aizawa is all “the class rep sure did great” when Ochako is the one that was giving that whole big speech for like twenty minutes just now lol.)

(ETA 2: “thank god Iida stepped in just in the nick of time to keep Mineta from hugging Deku.” sorry Mineta I really do like you lately but it’s still low-hanging fruit lol.)

HE LOOKS SO SAD??! HE LOOKS LIKE HEARTBREAK ITSELF??! I AM BESOUGHT WITH THE URGE TO REACH INTO MY SCREEN AND PULL HIM INTO THE SAFETY OF MY ARMS??? MY GOD, AND I THOUGHT DEKU NEEDED HUGS

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH okay I was gonna just hold down the letter H for a full minute and count it out loud but within about ten seconds I realized I needed to chill lol

-- but then again NO, I DON’T NEED TO CHILL, I HAVE ZERO CHILL, ACTUALLY, BECAUSE IT’S AIZAWA WITH A ROBOT LEG AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

COMPLETE WITH ROBOT TOES FOR THAT EXTRA TOUCH OF AUTHENTICITY!! I LIKE HOW HORIKOSHI PUT ALL THIS EXTRA “!!!” EMPHASIS AROUND IT IN CASE WE COULD SOMEHOW POSSIBLY FAIL TO TAKE NOTICE. “REMEMBER, EVERYONE?” SAYS HORIKOSHI HELPFULLY. “REMEMBER THAT TIME AIZAWA CHOPPED OFF HIS OWN LEG?” oh wow now that you mention it we somehow forgot all about that. like who do you take us for

OH NO NOT THE SAD BOYFRIEND ANGST THAT I WAS SECRETLY LOOKING FORWARD TO WITH GLEE

well at least he’s not M.I.A. or back with the villains again like I thought he might be. still, that’s gotta be brutal to know your friend is in there somewhere, but to not be able to reach him again no matter how hard you try. that’s the kind of angst that pays off in final battles just when you most expect it. such is my hope, at any rate

what’s this now??

trying to decide if this is Horikoshi’s way of saying don’t worry about that, or his way of saying definitely worry about that lol

anyway so Aizawa is out here being all irresponsibly handsome once again. when is someone going to do something about him

here for Sexy Robot Leg Eyepatch Aizawa clenching his fists and making speeches about revenge. pretty sure we’re all here for that

WELL, WELL, WELL

IT’S ABOUT FUCKING TIME

I’M VERY GLAD YOU’RE ALIVE AND SEEMINGLY WELL, THOUGH!

BUT WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK THOUGH, ALL MIGHT

ffff. bracing myself for that cliffhanger next week. you’d better not touch one hair on this man’s head Horikoshi. I’m watching you 

[thorne93]

Stan Lee University (Part 10)

Prompt: What would the Avengers be like in college, more importantly, what would they be like if Y/N existed around them?

Word Count: 2605

Warnings: drama, language, betrayal, violence

Notes: This is based on a HC from @carryonmyswansong. They helped brainstorm and write part of this series. In this AU, no one will have powers, everyone is a normal human. Beta’d by @carryonmyswansong​

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You couldn’t sleep. Not now. Not knowing you’d been used and left. You just… This wasn’t you. You felt like whoever you slept with, they had to be worthy. Not just… Not just attractive, not just charming, not just witty. They had to be someone you could see yourself with.

Sure, after a few weeks, it was really fast for you, but you thought for sure that you and Loki clicked. That you two shared something, something other than the pages of a book, or sheets on a bed.

How could you have been so wrong?

You grabbed your clothes, threw them on hastily, and ran out of your room. Out of the lobby, across the lawn to the dorms that faced your building. You knocked on the door and Clint answered.

“What the hell? Y/N, it’s like… Jesus, what time is it?”

“It’s 5:30, can I come in?” you asked, no longer able to hold back the tears.

“Shit, what’s wrong? Get in here.” He gently grabbed your arm and pulled you in, shutting the door behind you. “What happened?”

“Loki happened,” you said, blubbering.

Clint’s face got dark. “What did that son of a bitch do to you?”

“He… We hooked up, and he left, okay?”

“Okay, okay, but why the waterworks?”

“Because I really liked him, Clint!” you all but shouted, angry that he didn’t get it. “You know I don’t do one night stands. How many guys have I dated since Bucky?”

“I don’t know… Like… three?”

“Five, since senior year of high school. And in that whole time, I’ve never been with anyone else, not sexually.”

Clint’s arms were crossed as he listened. He shrugged. “Okay, okay, sit, tell me what happened,” he ordered, pulling you over to the bed. The two of you sat down.

“We were in my room, reading, and it just happened. That’s not unusual for us, for things to get hot. But I’ve always stopped it. But last night, I don’t know, it felt right and I was ready to move on from Bucky and I didn’t want to stop and I just gave in. This isn’t like me. I don’t do that.”

“I know,” he agreed, nodding.

“But it felt different. I thought that I could let Loki in, I thought I was ready.”

“Right,” he said, still nodding his head, still listening.

“We had mind blowing sex. I felt happy. I was accepting that I was getting over Bucky and not thinking about Stephen, but then… Then I woke up and he was gone and I checked my phone.”

“What was on your phone?” he wondered, frowning.

You pulled your phone out and showed him the text. He read it, probably three times, then handed it back.

“What kind of a fuckwad sends that?” he asked, shaking his head.

“Him. How could I have been blind? Why didn’t you warn me about him? I mean, can’t guys see when another guy is just a jerk?”

“I’m not your dad, Y/N. I can’t tell you who to date and who not to.”

“Yeah, but you’re my best friend, I trust you to tell me when to run fast and run far.” You bumped his shoulder with yours.

He smiled. “He seemed good to you, nice to you, and you liked him. I wasn’t going to shit on that.”

You nodded. “I know, I know. It’s not up to you. But this hurts. I mean I wasn’t in love, I know that. But it still felt special, that’s why I was ready… And he ruined that.”

Clint bobbed his head, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “I know. Men are pigs.”

This made you chuckle, and he joined you.

“I mean, did I do something wrong? Why… He seemed so into me, then we hook up and he wants me to forget about him?”

“You didn’t do anything wrong. He’s probably just that kind of guy.”

“I wish all guys were more like you,” you said with a sad smile.

“But then there would be chaos, so many women fighting over all the men.”

Again, you laughed and he offered to make you some of his famous coffee to help you feel better.

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A week went by and you didn’t leave your room. You kept up with your homework, but that was it. You didn’t go to classes. You barely ate. This wasn’t heartbreak over a guy, it was feeling like you couldn’t trust anyone. If he’d just said he wasn’t interested or was only after your body, it wouldn’t hurt as much as feeling like a guy truly cared, just to rip it away and make you feel like nothing.

That a guy could be that sweet, that sensual, and yet so cruel? How could you trust another guy?

You had asked Clint not to tell anyone, so no one knew why you weren’t in class or why they didn’t see you on campus. Bucky had texted you three times, but you ignored it. Tony and Bruce wondered why you weren’t in lab. Scott and Sam came by your dorm, knocking, but you didn’t answer. Stephen even texted you once, asking why you weren’t in class.

How could you face anyone after being a massive idiot?

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“You should’ve seen the way she practically begged for it,” Steve overheard while he walked out of his art class.

A group of guys laughed.

“I tell you. I did everything I could to keep her back for the last week, but finally, I had to give her what she wanted. But before she could wake up, I fucking ran.”

Steve walked up to the group, he recognized Loki, and wondered who he was talking about. It couldn’t possibly be you.

“Well man, we owe you,” one guy said as he pulled out his wallet. All of them did actually, and began handing Loki cash.

“What’s all this?” Steve asked as he walked up.

“Ah, the All-American boy,” Loki teased, smiling at Steve. “Just a little wager between me and the club here.”

“Wager?”

The guy that got out his wallet earlier explained, “Yeah, we bet Loki couldn’t get Y/N to fuck him before a month.”

“Wait, you made Y/N a bet?”

“Absolutely. I didn’t think I’d get her. It took a lot in me to keep up that charade, if you know what I mean.” He winked and elbowed Steve.

“Yes, I’m sure pretending to be a decent human being was difficult for you.”

With that, he walked away and went back to his dorm. As you were stepping out of your dorm to grab a quick shower, Steve greeted you.

“Hey, uh, Y/N?” he said, stopping you.

You didn’t want to talk, but Steve had never been unkind to you, so you thought you’d repay the favor.

“Yeah?” you questioned lightly, your voice not hiding your melancholic mood.

“I wanted to see if you were okay? I kinda heard what happened.”

You pressed your lips together, looking away.

“Yeah. I mean, assholes will be assholes. I’ll be fine. I just… need some time to recoup.”

“Right, yeah. I can’t believe someone could do that, on top of using you.”

Immediately, your eyes narrowed as your brows furrowed. “Do… what? What else did he do?”

“Well… you know. I mean, he just kind of made you a notch in his belt, but he got paid for it.”

“He what?!” you all but shrieked.

“You didn’t know?” Steve asked, clearly confused.

“No. What… What exactly do you mean?”

Steve rubbed the back of his neck looking down. “Shit… Y/N… Loki was put up to hooking up with you on a bet. He got paid if he could get you in under a month.”

Your eyes went wide as the air left your lungs. It felt like someone just punched you in the gut.

“That lousy son of a bitch,” you growled. Your fists balled as you opened your dorm door back up before throwing your shower things back in. You were going to find that rat bastard and make him pay for ever even looking at you.

“Y/N?” Steve said, worry in his voice. “Hey, where are you going?”

“To give that fucker a piece of my mind.”

You stormed out and went and found Loki. It was Tuesday, he should be leaving Lit class. Just as you got to the building, he was walking out, laughing with two guys who looked at you like you were a piece of meat.

“I was a god damn bet?” you asked, your voice not holding back on the anger.

“I prefer the term conquest,” Loki replied, bobbing his head side to side in thought.

“You’re an ass.”

“Oh, don’t be so upset. You got a good lay out of it, I got money. Win win all around. Would it make you feel better if I gave you some of the winnings?” he offered with a stupid grin.

You balked at the offer. “I’m not your whore, Loki!” you shouted, not caring who heard.

“Oh, so you’ll put out for anyone, that easily, for free? Good to know, I��ll let some friends of mine know.”

Without a second thought, you slapped him hard across the face but he just laughed, the action making you cry. You turned to walk away and suddenly Clint was beside you, his arm around you.

“Hey, hey. You’re okay,” he assured. Then another set of arms were on you, Nat’s.

“He’s just an idiot,” she said, rubbing your arm.

Everyone was staring at you, making you feel even more like an idiot.

“Hey, Y/N, you okay?” Peter asked, bounding up to you three as they tried to get you to their dorm.

“Not now, kid,” Clint dismissed.

“No, Clint. It’s okay. I’m fine, Peter. I just…”

Peter made a face of sympathy at you. “Tony and Bruce said you hadn’t been to lab or lecture in a while and they were worried. I got worried too.”

“Thanks, dude. I’m just… having a rough week,” you said as all of you walked.

“Anything I can do to help?” he offered.

“Wanna kick someone’s ass for me?” you teased weakly.

“Just point me in the direction,” he said with a smile.

“Pete, if you wanna come back to our room, we’re gonna set up a movie night for Y/N,” Nat invited.

“A movie night?” you said, objecting. “I can’t do a movie night. I’ve got a paper due in a week and--”

“And nothing. Like it or not, you’re stuck with us tonight,” she ordered. “Pete, you comin’?”

“Sure, if Y/N’s okay with it.”

“I’m more than okay with it.”

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They looked after you for the next few days. You talked mostly with Nat and Clint about how you felt, trying to work through the shit in your head so you could get back to classes, to continue your life. It seemed to be helping, and you went to class anyway, as it served as a distraction.

In Lit, you still sat where you always did, and even spoke to Loki. You weren’t above communicating like adults. Maybe he was still stuck in junior high, but not you. The friendliness was over, and Loki didn’t try to be overly friendly with you anyway, which you were thankful for.

News had pretty much gotten around to most everyone in your circle about what had happened between you and Loki. Tony was discreet and just sent a text that said, “Men are dicks. Trust me, I am one.” Bruce said if you ever needed to talk, to come find him. Scott gave you a hug when he saw you. Sam asked if he could kick Loki’s ass for you.

As you grabbed a coffee at the campus cafe, you were staring at your phone, playing on social media when someone cleared their throat.

“White chocolate mocha?” Bucky said, holding out your drink.

“Nothing but the best,” you murmured. “Thanks.”

He nodded as you took it from him and he held his coffee in the other hand.

“So what’s up?” he asked pointedly.

“What do you mean?” you wondered, curious why he was questioning you.

‘You only order that when you’re upset. So what’s up?”

“Haven’t you heard? I’m the campus prostitute,” you muttered.

Bucky frowned as he cocked his head. “Hadn’t heard that. What, uh, what exactly--”

You gestured to a table in the back corner, away from others. The two of you sat down and you sat there quietly for a moment, not sure you really wanted to tell Bucky, but he seemed concerned, so you indulged him.

“So, I don’t know if you knew or not, but Loki and I were dating,” you began.

“I’d seen you around, yeah,” he said nonchalantly.

“Well… We hooked up. About two weeks ago. I thought it was a step in making our relationship more stable, you know, like the next step.”

He nodded, not saying anything.

“But, when I woke up before dawn, he was gone. Not only was he gone, he sent me a shitty text.”

“I’m sure that sucked,” he said, sympathy in his face and voice.

“To make it worse…. I was also just a bet. A stupid bet between his drama club buddies. Can you believe that?”

For a moment, Bucky was quiet. He appeared to be thinking, recalling something. “Ah, shit. That’s right,” he suddenly said, a memory popping to the surface. “I did hear something like that. Shit, I’m sorry. I would’ve warned you about the bet but I didn’t really think you’d be into him. I thought you’d see through Loki’s bullshit. I also sort of forgot about it.”

“Wait, you knew?” you asked, instantly hurt. “Bucky, I know we broke up but I still have a right to know if I’m just being used.”

“It’s not my place to tell you who you can and can’t date.”

“This isn’t about that. This was about being turned into a joke.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I just thought you… I don’t know. I didn’t think you’d really get serious with that jackass, that’s all.”

“I shouldn’t have ever gotten serious. I think I was just…. Desperate to move on from us. To prove that I was truly over you and that I could be with someone else. I ignored all the signs of him being a douche and just raced towards him because it felt… freeing.”

He bobbed his head, reaching across the table and holding your hand gently. “I get that. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I honestly forgot and I didn’t think you’d let it get that far.”

You waved him off with your free hand. “It’s not up to you to watch out for me.”

“No, but I still want to. Together or not, I care about you, Y/N. I wish we could work things out but I know where you’re coming from. I know we aren’t compatible. I’m not stupid. I just wanted…. Security. A comfort zone. You were my comfort zone and I wasn’t ready to leave it. I know now that we both have to.”

You nodded.

“For what it’s worth, I never wanted you to get used or treated the way you did.”

“And I never wanted to hurt you, when you asked me out a while back.”

“No hard feelings. Someone had to cut ties eventually, right?”

“Right.”

The two of you eased into a comfortable conversation after that, making you feel a little better for the first time in a while.

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What Kind of Magic is This?

Guardians of the Galaxy Fanfic | Yondu, Reader, Kraglin, Loki

Part 10 in a series: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 |  Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13

Summary: Loki’s first few days on the ship. You’d think he’s never had to clean anything in his life. Of course mischief also ensues.

Word Count: 2690

It has been three days since the man named Loki came aboard the ship.

In addition to the extra person on the ship, you now had several questions swirling around your head.

If Loki was real, and apparently also Thor, were all the other Norse gods real as well? Which stories might be real and which might be myth?

Loki was found floating about in space. If he was in space, did that mean he lived on another planet? Was Asgard real too? Were Loki and the other gods really aliens like Yondu or Kraglin?

For now you decided to push these questions aside, maybe you could ask Loki if you ever got the chance and felt brave enough. You didn't want to offend him, after all.

Loki seemed to heal extraordinarily fast for what he had been through, floating in space and all that. He was up and walking around the very next morning, to the surprise of not only you, but Yondu and Kraglin as well. You overheard Yondu wondering to Kraglin how 'that guy’ could be up and about so soon.

While Loki excelled in fast healing, he lacked in the manual labor department. Meaning that once Yondu decided to go ahead and assign him some cleaning duties, he was practically useless. He had actually started to annoy you with how many times he’d come find you to ask how something was done, like cleaning the latrines, or starting a washing machine. At one point you thought in frustration, ‘Ugh. Did he grow up with a freaking maid???’ but then after a moment you realized, he probably did. 

You did wonder at first why he didn’t just ask Yondu how to do the tasks when he assigned them, but figured he was probably intimidated by the blue Ravager captain and didn’t wish to irritate him.

On the third day, while you were instructing him how to work the waste compactor, he finally asked you where everyone else was.

“I’ve noticed it’s just you, me, and the two other men on this ship. Where are the others? Surely it’s not just the three of you on a ship of this size?

“There are others,” you confided. “But they went on a mission over a week ago. They got a distress call from some Asgardian refugee ship. They haven’t come back yet.”

Loki wasn’t looking at you, but you thought he looked a bit pale. “Are you worried?” he asked.

“I wish I wasn’t. I know they’re strong fighters if they got into trouble, they always get out ok. I just wish I had been able to go with them, but, you know...” you say to him, gesturing to your broken ankle as if the crutches weren’t clue enough. “One of them, Peter, he’s like an older brother to me. I’m not sure what I’d do if he didn’t come back.”

Loki nods and turns away, his task completed. “I’m sure you have nothing to worry about. If he’s as good a fighter as you say, then I’m sure he’ll be back soon.” 

You felt there was something odd about the way he wouldn’t look at you as he said this. However, you try to shrug it off, not wanting to project your anxieties about Peter onto this new visitor. “Yeah, you’re probably right,” you say, “I’m going to head back to my quarters. I’ll be there if you need anything else, or even if you just want someone to talk to. I know the other two can be a little rough.” you laughed.

Loki finally faced you again, this time smiling. “Yes, that they are. Thank you for the offer. I’m sure I’ll be in need of your assistance again in no time.” 

You smile and head back to your quarters, noting as you left that you could have sworn there was sadness in his eyes hidden behind the man’s grinning facade.

***

Later that evening you were sitting at your desk getting some reading in before you were needed to go cook supper, as it was your night to cook. 

You heard a knock and turned to see Loki standing in your doorway. You assumed he must have needed help with yet another labor task Yondu had assigned him to do.

“What is he making you clean now?” you chuckle, putting your reading tablet away and trying to hide your annoyance at being interrupted yet again.

“Actually he instructed that I help you cook tonight. He doesn’t seem to have much faith that I would know how.” 

You wince slightly with a grin. “I mean, I can’t exactly blame him... You barely knew how to do any of the other tasks he assigned you. You come off as a little soft in his eyes.”

Loki looked taken aback. “I’ll let you know on Asgard I was trained from a young age to fight and rule. We didn’t have time for other.. menial tasks.”

“Right. Well around here you need to be more than just a good fighter. You also need to pull your weight.” you said, grabbing your crutches and standing up. “Yondu won’t tolerate anyone who doesn’t. Not on his ship.” You grin at Loki as you make your way out the door. “Do you even know how to cook, dude?” 

“Of course!” Loki retorted. You swore you could hear the eye-roll in his voice as he filed out the door behind you.

The two of you finally made it to your destination after a few minutes. It was a large service kitchen, meant at one time to serve a large Ravager crew and now only served the nine Guardians of the Galaxy, which would now perhaps be ten if Loki were to stay for good. You started getting out the ingredients and pots to cook in while Loki assisted. You had him fill a pot with water and you opened one cabinet looking for the pasta strainer.

Upon opening the cabinet you sighed. Someone had of course placed the strainer on the top shelf, and you weren’t exactly the tallest member on the team. 

Because you had just teased him about needing help with so many mundane tasks, you were too stubborn ask Loki, who was by far taller than you, for help. You set your crutches aside and tried to stretch upwards to reach the object without putting weight on your bad ankle, not an easy task.

Loki had finished filling the pot and noticed your struggle as he went to place it on the stove. “Need some help there?” he smirked.

“No. I’ve got it.” Your fingers were just brushing the handle. You were so close, but yet so far, and too stubborn to back down.

“Are you sure? I’m fairly certain I can get it down for you.”

“No, I said I’ve got it.” 

As you said this you nearly lost your balance. Loki saw this and approached you.

“Well if you’re going to be so stubborn, then at least allow me to keep you from falling as you try in this fruitless endeavor.” 

“I’m fine. I said I got it -ack!” 

Loki’s hands had made contact with your lower ribs as he attempted to steady you. This made your arms clamp down to your sides and you made a short, almost strangled, noise.

“Watch it.” you warned, blushing slightly.

“Ah. Ticklish. I’ll be sure to log that away for later.” he laughed.

“Oh shush,” you scolded, rolling your eyes and still blushing. “Just get the damn strainer.”

Loki reached up and grabbed the strainer with ease, grinning at you. “God of Mischief, love.” he laughed.

You took the strainer from him while rolling your eyes. "More like God of being a brat." you said, giving him a playful punch in the arm before setting the strainer by the sink and hobbling over to the counter to grab the cutting board.

This interaction seemed to awaken something in him, as he became more... playful? No. Mischievous would be a more correct word.

You'd chop up some vegetables, turn your back, and your knife would be missing. Get out a new knife because Loki had "absolutely no idea where it could have gone," and soon your original knife would appear right where you left it.

Well, two could play at that game. When Loki had his back turned to check the boiling water, you threw a scrap chunk of vegetable with the stem attached at him and hit him in the back of the head. Of course you had "no idea" how that happened, but now that you had his attention you asked him if he would mind washing the cutting board now that you were finished with it as you grabbed some pasta to dump in the water.

He obliged. Unfortunately for him you managed to sneak a rubber band from your pocket that was the same black color of the the spray nozzle and placed it around the clamp while he wasn't looking.

You were dumping the pasta into the pan when you heard his startled cry. You turned around to find him with a sizable wet patch on his chest and clenched your jaw to keep from grinning.

"You didn't." Loki said with a mix of shock and amusement in his voice.

“I don’t know what you mean.” you say, turning back towards the pot because you were losing the battle not to grin. “But you might want to clean up that water before you slip.”

“Do you really think you can out-trick The Trickster? Did you learn nothing from those Midgardian stories?” Loki mock-scolded. 

“Again, don’t know what you’re talking ab-AHH!” You jump out of your skin when you realize the spoon you just picked up had turned into a snake. You quickly drop it to the floor, only for it to turn back into a spoon just before hitting the ground. You spun around in shock.

Loki had a look of almost smug amusement. “Do you yield?”

“I didn’t know you could do that.” you reply, gathering yourself. “And no, I do not yield. This isn’t over. However, I would like to offer a temporary truce, so that we can get through cooking supper without accidentally injuring one of us.” 

“Very well.” 

You nod and grab another spoon from the counter as your previous one was now dirty to check the pasta and you both return to finishing dinner. 

Loki strained the pasta for you and asked where the large bowls were. 

You told him to just dump it back in the same pot. “No need to be fancy around here.” you joked, “We’ll just serve it in the same pot we cooked it in.”

You then proceeded to nudge the pot in his direction, but noted in confusion that his eyes got wide as you did so. You quickly realized that, like a dummy, you didn’t think how the pot would still be hot and quickly jerked your and away, perhaps slightly too late to be believable, and feigned the pain you couldn’t feel from the hot surface. 

You made a mental note to be more careful. Yes, if he stayed for good he’d find out about your condition eventually, but that time didn’t need to be now. It’d be nice to have one even just person believe you were normal again, even if you knew it might not last.

Loki looked at you strangely but didn’t say anything. He wondered to himself if he imagined it, or did you really not seem to feel anything at first when you touched the hot metal of the pot? Quite strange indeed.

To change the subject you asked Loki to help you carry the food through the doors to the mess hall.

“You better just leave that all to me, miss. I’m not sure if you noticed, but your hands are going to be a little busy with those crutches. You don’t really seem to be in any condition to be carrying much. Frankly I’m surprised at how well you even maneuvered around to cook.”

You give him a look of contempt. “I’m not helpless,” you scold, moving to pick up the stack of plates and utensils, “I can still carry the plates out.”

Loki blocked your way. “I insist.”

Now if there was one thing you hated, it was being treated like a baby, and though you were sure he was just trying to be chivalrous, it was starting to hit that button. 

“Now listen here you little-” you started to rant about how you didn’t need help but you were cut off when Yondu walked through the mess hall doors into the kitchen.

“What’s goin' on here?” He looked immediately at Loki. The red eyed captain had come by to check how everything was going when he heard you raise your voice from outside the doors. Naturally he automatically assumed Loki was causing you trouble as he still didn’t completely trust the newcomer yet.

“Nothing.” you pouted. You knew Yondu was only going to take Loki’s side on this one.

“I’m trying to convince her to just allow me to carry the meal out, because well...” he gestured to your crutches sitting up against the counter beside you.

Yondu gave you a warning look. “Now what did I tell ya about taking it easy, lil’ missy? Let the boy help ya an’ quit being so damn stubborn.”

You sigh and make a gesture of relent. Loki gives you a cheeky grin as he grabs the pot with the pasta and carries it through the doors to be set on a table.

Yondu gives you a knowing look. “That ankle ain’t even close to being healed yet. Unless ya want me to make Kraglin babysit ya all day, ya better start listenin’ to me an' start takin’ it easy.”

Your shoulders slump as you look at the Centaurian in protest, before finally giving in with a sigh. “Fine.” That didn’t stop you from thinking ‘If it was Kraglin or Peter you wouldn’t be forcing them to ‘take it easy,’ however.

Yondu then picked up the stack of plates so that you couldn’t attempt to as Loki walked back into the kitchen. 

You dejectedly grab your crutches and go to walk past the stove to grab some napkins, cheekily asking Yondu if he’d throw a fit if you tried to carry the napkins.

Before Yondu could tell you to “Watch it.” for your attitude your feet had flown out from beneath you and you landed hard on your back, knocking the wind out of you for a moment. Apparently you had never bothered to pick up the spoon you dropped earlier and you just paid the price for it.

If you could have felt it apparently it would have hurt like hell, as out of the corner of your eye you could see Yondu grip the counter and groan in pain, his knees almost buckling. 

Loki quickly moved to your side, his eyes looking between you and Yondu as he helped you sit up. He didn’t quite know what was going on, but it didn’t take a genius to notice that when you fell, instead of you crying out in pain, Yondu did. 

That was quite strange indeed, and he was sure he hadn’t imagined it.

Yondu had come towards you as well, a grumpy look on his face. The pain and shock perhaps making him forget that this newcomer wouldn’t understand what had happened, or perhaps he simply didn’t care. “Dammit girl!” he groaned, rubbing his back. “I told ya, ya need to be more careful! Ya almost cracked a damn rib! Ya don’t need that on top of a broken ankle!”

You sighed. “Well soRrY. It’s not like I meant to fall flat on my ass!” you sassed.

Loki looked at you again, and then back up at Yondu. ‘Does this man feel the pain instead of her?’ he thought in confusion. This was very strange, yet intriguing. 

He looked at both you again before inquiring, shock clear in his voice. 

“What kind of magic is this?”

[cynically-optimistic]

With a week to sit back and think “what the fuck did I just watch,” I thought I would now do a review of American Horror Story: Apocalypse.

As we know (and may or may not agree upon) ahs8 had its various strengths and weaknesses. Many aspects of this season I found riveting but unfortunately by the end of episode 10, the season is left chalked full of plot holes and continuity errors that effectively make so much of this particular story obsolete. This season had all of the components we have loved for years and the potential to be the most amazing season yet, however it fell flat either in the writers room or the editing room. They cultivated this story for 8 years but with the vast underdevelopment of this season and it’s protagonists, they have effectively caused us to ask more questions like what was the entire point of season 8 of American Horror Story?

So here are some notable plot holes and criticisms I have for AHS: Apocalypse.

First and foremost, my biggest problem with this season is that we have almost no information about Mallory at all and they never spend time developing her character. And what the actual fuck is she? There is no way she is a witch, and this season was drastically underwhelming in this regard. I think we were all expecting an epic, biblical battle for the end of days to be fought between the Antichrist and the second coming of Christ or even an Archangel, but no such luck. It is only ever said that Mallory is just a witch...just a witch who got on my fucking nerves. We spent the whole season in flashbacks pertaining to Michael and never developing Mallory any further beyond “oh well her powers are cool,” and honestly, what gives? She has these amazing powers, never before seen by the witches, and we’re just supposed to believe that she isn’t some sort of celestial being? By the time she does defeat Michael, she is not a character we empathize with, she was basically an empty shell of the potentially badass character she was supposed to be. She has all of these powers and runs a 4 year old Michael Langdon over with an SUV...thrice….three times… Mallory could have been an amazing character and I would have completely rooted for her to defeat Michael with all the righteousness of Heaven, regardless of his tragic backstory that the writers spent too fucking long cultivating. But since we know practically nothing about her, all I can say is that she’s just ended up being a dick who murdered a child. Yeah, he was going to end the world, but he had the potential to be turned around, as depicted in his extensive backstory. Too many people wanted him to survive and just be allowed to end the world because Cody Fern is hot and Michael Langdon falls into the typical “tragic backstory, white, villain dude who is moderately conventionally attractive and therefore should be allowed to murder people without scrutiny.” He fits in that trope to a T and it works regardless of it being a tired trope fandom culture tends to fawn over. But no, I truly think, because of the amount of time they cultivated his character in both the light and dark, he could’ve been not such an evil son of a bitch. I cannot say the same for other examples of this trope like Tate Langdon, or Kylo Ren from Star Wars, or even Loki to some extents. This paragraph was supposed to be about Mallory but here again, I have veered into talking about Michael since he is her direct counterpart with way more backstory. I wish I had more to say about Mallory but she was such a blank slate. It’s sad that Coco of all people had more of a personality and backstory. We knew everything we needed to know about Coco and we knew literally NOTHING about Mallory. Ugh. In no way is this a criticism of Billie Lourd, I honestly think she just fell victim to bad writing this time around.

How did Emily and Timothy conceive the new antichrist when in season 1, Billie directly states that the antichrist, who would bring about the end of days, had to be conceived via human and spirit - like Michael. Furthermore, what is this “special DNA” Emily and Timothy have? We can surmise that it makes antichrists but HOW? And how did the Cooperative isolate and identify this DNA makeup to send these two individuals to Outpost 3 in the first place? And if the Cooperative knew that they could potentially make a new antichrist, did Michael know about it? My guess is no, but we will never know. Which begs the question, is the new anti christ going to be worse and if so, what was even the point of this season? Either way, in a few years, the entire world is fucked…again. The only redeemable aspect of that for Michael was that he craved to be loved and spent most of his time looking for someone to care about him rather than carrying out the Devil’s plans. Constance didn’t do this so he went searching for it and was systematically turned away which lead him right into the arms of his true father. This new kid is deeply loved by Emily and Timothy, and without the potential failsafe of him wishing to be loved and cared for, I believe this kid will be so much worse than Michael.

What is the Rubberman? The only new information we have gotten on this since season 1 is from Cody who says that Rubberman is not always Michael or Tate, but something else entirely. Like what? A demon? And it’s literally never addressed. Rubberman shows up unexpectedly (unexpectedly because you know, the world ended…) in Outpost 3, fucks Mr Gallant (why doesn’t he have a first name by the way? ) and is then the catalyst for Mr Gallant murdering his grandmother. So what exactly is this entity?

Also, what was the Sanctuary supposed to be? I don’t think it was just bullshit on Michael’s part to fuck with the desperate people in the Outposts. I do believe there was a sanctuary but we never see it and we never get any further information. I saw some interesting theories that maybe the Sanctuary is the Murder House, which would have been so interesting given that everyone in there rejected Michael, but he might still care about them, and potentially save the house in the nuclear blasts.

{Trigger Warning for sexual assault on this one regarding Tate Langdon} I think the theory Madison has about Murder House is a little off base. She tells Violet that the house made Tate evil but… here’s the thing: yes, we have watched the house and it’s resident ghosts interfere and influence people’s actions, but ultimately they all make their own choices, like Lorraine who set the house on fire which killed herself and her two daughters, and then influences Ben’s sleepwalking and fabricating his obsession with fire, but nothing drastic ever comes from this. So, I honestly don’t believe the house forced Tate to set Larry on fire (as revenge for Larry killing Beau) and shoot up his high school, killing 15 people, because those atrocities did NOT take place in the house. I don’t even know if I can believe that the house possessed and forced him to r*pe Viven and impregnate her with Michael but that seems to be the only horrific thing he did that could even begin to be blamed on the house. The house is a Hellmouth but doesn’t affect those who leave it’s property lines apart from encouraging them to return, almost like an addiction, but one that you can dismiss by just not going back to the house. So while Return to Murder House is a lovely nostalgic experience, I call bullshit. Ultimately though, I do think Madison was just trying to help and give the souls trapped there a little peace which was nice of her, but I’m not fully convinced she was right about Tate.

What happened to Kyle? This season was a crossover between Murder House and Coven but he is never mentioned by Madison or Zoe and is never shown at Miss Robichaux’s Academy. So where is our favorite unproblematic zombie Evan Peters at?

One huge problem I had with this season was Cordelia. She spent this entire season fighting her own fear of decay and death, while trying not to be like Fiona, and ultimately bringing them all to their doom. She sees a vision of the future apocalypse and every single step she takes thereafter to avoid it is a contributing factor that leads them all directly to it. Michael only fully set his sights on murdering all of the witches after Cordelia burnt Ms. Mead at the stake. Mead wasn’t even a witch, so how was that acceptable under witch law? Cordelia wasn’t even allowed to light the fire to burn the warlocks, so how was she allowed to murder a normal human? Mead may have been a ruthless spy and a satanist, but she was human all the same. Then Cordelia tells Michael, as he is devastated to find the charred corpse of Ms. Mead, that he can still choose to be good. Let’s be real, anyone of us would tell her to fuck off and set our sights on revenge if she did that to one of our loved ones. By having another maternal figure taken away from Michael, the only one who accepted and loved him (in her own way) Cordelia put the nails in her own coffin and that of the world. She is among the notable figures that push him along the darkest path, such as Constance, Ben, Tate, Viven, the Warlocks, Ms. Mead (even though she loved him, she loved Lucifer more), the Satanists, The Cooperative, and Mutt & Jeff. He is manipulated at every turn to bring about a future of mass destruction that other people want, and Cordelia was a definite contributor, but let it be known that Michael’s actions are ultimately his own.

The fact that Madison never met Charles, Nora, or Thaddeus while she was at the Murder House is a travesty. That would have been SOOOO interesting.

What the fuck was Ms. Venable’s issue? She was such an asshole to everyone and we never really figure out why other than she works for a bunch of idiots.

I enjoyed the culture around the warlocks because it was so ridiculous, they were the whiniest bunch of assholes, but I also hated this because they were the whiniest bunch of asshole. They were so desperate to overthrow Cordelia, even though none of them even come close to being able to do so (sorry not sorry boys) that they basically invite the apocalypse into their school. The only one who was like “nah, this is probably a bad idea,” was John Henry Moore, played by the incomparable Cheyenne Jackson, who I wish had bigger role to play in this storyline. He was the only warlock worth a damn, but ultimately they were all murdered. Or wait, no they weren’t. Time travel..

Some of the things changed by Mallory’s time traveling:

The warlocks are never murdered but they are still a bunch of whiny assholes

Tate and Violet don’t get back together (good)

Michael never destroys those nice lesbians’ souls, or anyone souls, which is good but who knows what this new Antichrist is capable of and when he will begin to tap into those powers

Constance (as far as we know) doesn’t commit suicide in the Murder House

Moira never finds peace in the light with her mom

Viven and Ben never reconcile

Which also means that Ben is still spending all of his time with Tate and crying while he masturbates out the window so…

Michael never lives in the Murder House

Ben never connects with Michael, Tate never screams at him in disgust, and Viven never tries to kill him

Queenie is never murdered in the Hotel Cortez by Ramona Royale and James Patrick March

Cordelia never has to bring Myrtle back from the dead, so she is still gone

Madison is still trapped in her own personal hell and Mallory doesn’t feel the need to bring her back even though Madison was way more useful this season than Mallory was. We knew Madison, we cared about her, we watched her grow into being a caring person this season, and Mallory is the self righteous ass that thinks Madison doesn’t deserve to leave hell

Michael is never taken in by Ms Mead. He never attends Black Mass and he never eats that poor girl’s heart (all of this was encouraged and initiated by the Satanists - not Michael)

Marie Laveau is still in hell with Papa Legba. She was anyway because Michael ripped her heart out of her chest 2 seconds after she got back but she never returned at all thanks to Mallory

Dinah obviously never gets her talkshow but she is still out here being shady as fuck and will inevitably betray the witches and voodoo queens again, probably for a fucking talkshow, when the new antichrist is running around burning the world down

The end of days doesn’t come, but again, we don’t know that for sure. At best, Mallory only bought the world and the witches a few extra years. So we can only really say that the apocalypse might not happen the exact way Michael (the Cooperative) makes it happen

Some of the thing I actually liked about this season:

THE ENTIRE FIRST HALF WAS INCREDIBLE and it’s really the lack of development throughout the final 4 or 5 episodes I had an issue with

Cody Fern is undeniably a spectacular performer and I very much enjoyed all of the layer and nuance that he brought to the character of Michael Langdon even though in the end it didn’t amount to much. Still, I can’t wait to see what he does next.

I have always loved Cordelia, and even though I very much expected her to be an influence of growth for Mallory and she never really got there, she was still a lovely presence and she spoke some of my favorite lines in this season being “Satan has one son, but my sisters are a legion, motherfucker,” and “I only knew you for a short time, but I missed you forever.”

DayFoxx or MistyXCordelia. You cannot convince me they are not in love, you just can’t. Their interactions were nothing short of magic.

Other than DayFoxx interactions, hands down the best line was, “the stew is Stu!”

Return to Murder House was arguably one of the best episodes of the entire series, directed by one of our high queens, Sarah Paulson in her directorial debut. It had everything we loved about season 1 and I would have loved to watch 5 hours of Madison walking through Murder House, meeting all the ghosts, instead of the last 5 hours of the season we got.

As much as I grew to hate Constance this season, it was still so lovely to have our Queen Jessica Lange back.

Sign me up anytime to see Angela Bassett as Marie Laveau like holy hell yes

I absolutely LOVED the idea of Zoe being a teacher at the Academy.

We could have all benefited from seeing more of Bubbles. Joan Collins was a fantastic addition to the AHS family.

FRANCIS CONROY. Need I say more? I don’t but I will, Myrtle dragging the patriarchy cleansed my soul

It was actually really lovely to see Connie Britton as Viven again. I have always had a soft spot in my heart for Viven and I feel terrible for everything she has been through. She never gets closure because of Mallory’s new timeline but I just hope she does find peace at some point.

With this rich of a storyline, I think we can all agree that 10 episodes was simply not enough to fully deliver this story after a build up of 8 years. Other seasons of AHS range from 11 to 13 episodes, with the exception of Roanoke which was also only 10 episodes. But with those extra hours, Apocalypse could have been incredible. There simply wasn’t enough time, and what time they did have and utilize was almost entirely spent on Michael which we find didn’t matter at all by the end.

Leave your thoughts in the comments if you have anything you’d like to add.

[fanatic-writers]

New Kid In Town: Bye Bye Birdie

A/n: Guess who’s back. Back again. G is back. For like a week cause school sucks but at least it’s Spring break and G still can't come up with a title to save her life. I have to write a fic for a contest I entered, but I wrote this instead... sorry? I kinda think it sucks, but I hate everything I write so. Let me know if you have any ideas for how this series should end should it be a happy ending? Should Tho hook up with the reader? Or maybe Nat does idk fam... this is a work in progress cause I have like two ideas for this fic, but nothing is set in stone, so you’re ideas are much appreciated -G

Paring Loki x reader? Thor x reader? Tony x reader? fuck if I know 

Warnings: shit writing and some bad language words (Sorry Stevie)

(WHY AREN”T THERE ANY YOUNG TO HIDDLESTON GIFS WHERE DO I NEED TO BE LOOKING?????)

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Every day was slightly worse than the last. It had only been a few days since Loki and his family had had dinner with Y/n And her parents, but things were already changing. Not just with her but with the others. Tony was getting worse too, new nicknames were thrown in Loki's direction, and they weren't even creative. 

He was sitting with Wanda, Clint, and the others just like every other day. Except today carrots were being launched in their direction and Loki had just gotten hit square in the back. 

“I swear if they throw another one I'm going to lose it,” Clint grumbled “Bruce hand me your lunch box,” 

“What? No!” Bruce protested as Clint grabbed it from him anyways 

“There's nothing I can throw in here,” Clint pointed out tossing the empty ziplock bags to the side, Loki chuckled.

“You'll only make it worse Clint, just leave it,” Wanda sighed

“No,” Clint retorted as another carrot went flying “this is bullshit and you know it's she's only doing it because she thinks she can get away with it!” 

“She's not even the one throwing them,” Scott spoke up “It's the dude who’s trying to grow a beard, and it looks awful.” Loki stole a quick glance at the table watching the others laugh while Tony threw another carrot nearly missing Loki's face. 

“He's after me,” Loki sighed “I can move if you want, you shouldn't get caught in the crossfire.” 

“It's fine we’re used to it by now,” Wanda reassured him as another carrot hit the table 

“Would you stop it!?” a familiar voice rang through the cafeteria silencing the noise “What are you five? I'd figure by now you'd be more mature than the freshman.” 

“Calm down Y/n it’s just a little fun,” Tony replied as Nat laughed 

Y/n looked to Thor who was the only other silent student in their group at the moment “Yeah whatever, I've got things to do I'll see you guys later.” with that Y/n grabbed her tray before throwing it in the trash, she hesitated as she passed by Loki's table. 

“I- I'm sorry for them” the girl started 

“Don't strain yourself,” Clint replied receiving a smack from Wanda as Y/n walked away.

“Loki, wait!” Loki sighed as he stopped walking when he heard his brothers voice behind him 

“Yes?” the boy replied

“I figured we could walk home,” Thor answered, he looked disheveled and confused 

“Y/n stopped giving you tides too?” Loki smirked

“For the record, she never stopped giving you a ride you stopped accepting them. I don't know what's going on with her she's seemed hesitant to be seen anywhere with me outside of school,” he told him 

“Maybe she's trying to get rid of you?” 

“I don't know, she seems upset about something, but she won't tell anyone. She even told me she couldn't give me a ride because of rehearsal, but when I went to the theater, they said she wasn't called in for the day.” 

“Weird,” Loki replied “I don't know her that well but that doesn't seem normal,” 

“Exactly,” Thor looked down at his feet as they walked “you know what else is weird?” 

“What?” 

“She never stops talking about you, not until recently when she started acting strangely. If those other things weren't going on, I'd say she'd finally come to her senses I mean why talk about you when she has me?” Thor smiled, and Loki chuckled

“OH because you're soooo cool,” Loki mocked him “Look at me! I'm a bottle blonde who likes sports like everyone else!” 

“At least I have a hobby and don't spend my days locked in my room,” Thor retorted 

“I have plenty of hobbies,” Loki replied as they walked into their home 

“Like what?” Thor looked at his brother 

“Like,” Loki hesitated “Like writing and stuff,” 

“And stuff?” Thor laughed opening the room to his door, Loki's eyes went wide when he saw a figure sitting on his brother's bed.

“I'll um… I'll give you two some space.” Loki said as he started to walk away but Y/n’s voice stopped him.

“No, please stay, this is something you both need to hear, from me.”

Thor looked at his brother, and Loki hesitantly walked further into the room, Y/n had looked as if she had been crying and Loki wan never good at comforting people. 

“I’m sorry this is creepy as fuck, but I had to tell you guys I couldn’t risk you two ending up thinking of me the same way Clint and the others do.” she hesitated “I mean we’re neighbors we can't awkwardly hate each other, and there are cul de sac parties that would just be even more of a living hell than they already are.”

Thor sat on his bed next to her, and she looked at her hands as if she had written a script on them and had lost her place. Loki took a seat on the desk across from them still feeling slightly awkward and out of place. 

“My parents,” she spoke up again “well to put it simply their assholes, they dictate my entire life because apparently, I can’t make my own decisions. They-they don’t want me hanging out with you guys anymore. According to them your bad influences and it’s pathetic, but I can’t risk them even finding out I'm here and, and” Y/n was on the brink of tears 

“Is that why you don’t hang out with Wanda?” Loki finally spoke up

She nodded “I kept trying, Id go to her house and say I was going to Clint’s and then they found out. They literally drove to her house and dragged me home. That’s when they decided they hated Clint too. Bruce and I used to study every Friday and one day they thought we were getting a little too friendly and suddenly he was banned from the house and I had a tutor. Scott and I had one school project together, and I suggested we work at my place, I guess I was enjoying myself too much because when I went to school the next day I was paired up with Tony and Scott was pissed. I can’t even stand half the people at my table, and I think that’s why they approve of them, I never invite them over so they aren’t a distraction and the only one who’s ever over is and her parents work at the school, so that makes them ok.” she sighed “I’m sorry I didn’t come here to give you my sob story.”

Thor put an arm around her “It’s alright, we’ll find a way to make this work somehow.” 

“No,” she started “if Nat’s parents see us together, and they will, we’re fucked”

“It’s not like their Russian spies,” Loki smirked, “if you want to hang out we’ll find somewhere.”

“They might as well be,” She hesitated “look I gotta go if my parents realize I’m not home this is the first place they’ll look.”

The brothers walked her to the back door, and she apologized again before she left. Loki made his way back to his room, and his brother did the same. Honestly, he didn't know why he was so upset about Y/n not being able to talk to him; it’s not like they talked much anyways. Maybe it’s because her parents had practically ruined her life or maybe it was because she was the only bearable thing at his school. Loki shook the thought out of his head. No way was he going to catch feelings, he would not let this be another Romeo and Juliet story. He looked out his window and towards hers, her blinds were up and always curtains parted just enough for him to see into her life. She was practicing her violin when the door opened, and her father walked in, clearly angry. The argument seemed to last hours incoherent yelling between the two ending with the door slamming shut and Y/n on her bed. Covers pulled over her head her face presumably buried in her pillow. Loki wished he could teleport into her room, hold her, do something. Then again he and his brother were probably the cause of the fight, and he was certain he’d just make things worse. 

The next day Y/n didn't even talk to the brothers, and Thor sat with Loki at lunch claiming he didn’t want to make things worse. Loki hadn't told him what he saw last night, but Thor seemed to know. Despite Clint being an ass, as usual, the rest of the group accepted Thor with fairly opened arms.

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A/n: sorry if that sucked but it’s what I came up with in my still semi-sick state. requests are open and I’m like 10 away from 1,000 so let me know if you guys wanna do something for that. -G