#except the jerseys tho those fuck so hard

[dmercer91]

hooked, jh86

in which jack is quite literally sleeping with the enemy.

most of the rangers give me egregious vibes so there are hardly any in here and i used their ig handles for twitter i didn't feel like finding the correct ones - set in 2023-24 season

jackhughes

liked by yourusername, nicohischier and 147,122 others

jackhughes: drives me mad

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yourusername: in ny we hard launch like grownups

→ jackhughes: oh yeah?

→ yourusername: once you fuck this one up i’ll swoop in and prove it to u hughesy ;)

trevorzegras: admitting that you’re easily rizzed is crazy

→ jackhughes: easily 🤨

→ trevorzegras: ‘the hit could’ve been harder maybe she likes me 🤭’

→ user: did she hit him with her car or????

user: hit? as in like hockey hit? y/n??????

→ user: she just threatened to mr steal your girl him tho so idk

yourusername: jhugh big foot guy eh?

→ jackhughes: what the fuck y/n

_quinnhughes: luke?

→ lhughes_06: i can’t even explain without giving myself a migraine

dawson1417: i’m telling nico

→ jackhughes: there’s nothing to tell nico 🤨

→ nicohischier: nico uses context clues to deduce things

elblue6: ❤️

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yourusername

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yourusername: van @ nyr except i adopted the sad one

jack was there too, unfortunately

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jackhughes: now what is this

→ yourusername: i’m already planning on adding z to my collection when the ducks are up here

→ trevorzegras: did u just say collection

→ jackhughes: so you wanna be friends with all my friends but i try and be friends w u and i’m gross? ouch

→ yourusername: have u ever considered that you’re my teams rival

→ jackhughes: i’ve considered it and also decided it won’t stop me

→ yourusername: have you considered that you’re icky

→ jackhughes: wtf

_quinnhughes: ankle biter

→ yourusername: it was his shoulder and i can bite him whenever i want

nyrangers: traitor :(

→ yourusername: no admin it’s ok it’s the good hughesy

→ lhughes_06: i’ve done nothing to you

→ yourusername: you get in my way a lot

shesterkinigor: funny

→ yourusername: i try

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njdevils

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njdevils: we guess this one’s not so bad 😉 @yourusername

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user: this is.. unsettling

user: him patting her after every connection was top tier i need her in a devs jersey

yourusername: don’t let this fool you i still like quinn better

→ jackhughes: will you let me have this one

→ yourusername: you’re lucky i didn’t throw the game just so you’d lose

→ lhughes_06: there’s always next year

nyrangers: we can admit that this one (1) thing is cute

→ yourusername: enemies to lovers??????

→ nyrangers: no, y/n.

→ yourusername: ok attitude

jackhughes: thanks for the passes or whatever @yourusername

→ yourusername: shut up

user: they’re sleeping in the same hotel room??

→ yourusername: no j just commits some light b&e in his free time

→ jackhughes: did you just call me j

→ yourusername: i also called you a felon

→ trevorzegras: i think he’s just gonna look right past that

user: loving the full blown conversations happening in comment sections lately

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yourusername

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yourusername: ⛽️

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jackhughes: i thought nyers hard launched 🤨

→ yourusername: do you have my notifs on??

→ jackhughes: no comment

user: those are jacks hands

→ user: why do you… know that, even?

user: this is why the nhl is all men lmao they aren’t focused on fucking their opponents

→ yourusername: oh babe.. i have some news for you

→ user: ITS A PLAYER?????????

dougieham: gross

→ yourusername: behave douglas

lhughes_06: what pro hockey player has another man tie her skates for her

→ yourusername: the kind that knows your address and will take your ligaments away

nyrangers: our girl

→ user: can i have your girl

→ njdevils: ^

→ nyrangers: no

_quinnhughes: you hurt my brain

→ yourusername: ok

user: THE TYING THE SKATES!!! JACKS SOFT LAUNCH

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twitterhockeybropodcast

y/n y/ln has allegedly requested a trade out of new york 👀

722 ❤ 312 ↳ 147 💬

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dawson1417: you know @/yourusername i’ve heard jerseys pretty nice

→ dawson1417: you wouldn’t even have to move!

→ yourusername: oh boy

trevorzegras: y/n/n y/ln YOU are an anaheim duck

→ _quinnhughes: step back off my teammate

→ yourusername: you’re both delusional

user: awh the guys wanting her on their teams 🥹

colecaufield: i’ll teach you french @/yourusername

→ yourusername: i only want to know the bad words

→ colecaufield: that’s doable

→ yourusername: sold

user: quinn and the honorary hughes’ is cute but WHERE IS JACK??

→ user: right like he hasn’t even liked it

→ user: he took down his soft launch?

edwards.73: you will eventually get to play with me if you go to jersey @/yourusername

→ yourusername: it's really cute that you though this would help build your case ed

→ edwards.73: can't blame a guy for trying

jackhughes: does this mean we can be friends now?

→ yourusername: oh lol sure

→ user: oh this was painful to read

to, j 💥: is everything ok?? read, 6:33pm

to, j 💥: jack what the hell read, 7:12pm

to, j 💥: you can't really be moody cause i requested a trade from a team you don't even play for lmao

from, j 💥: i'm at practice. talk later

to, j 💥: i'm literally with daws and luke right now dude

to, j 💥: wtf did i do?? read, 7:44pm

to, j 💥: since when am i the one begging to make this work????

to, j 💥: you've been telling me for fucking months you didn't care what it meant as long as we could try us out

to, j 💥: you can't tell me how much you want me around one day and work so hard to make me believe you and then completely flip my world around the next that's not fair read, 8:19pm

to, j 💥: i at least deserve an explanation

from, jack: maybe i'm sick of people telling me i'm fucking up my whole life for you and that you're just gonna dump me before the playoffs so i lose focus

to, jack: hello?? lose focus against the team i'm requesting to leave?

to, jack: and who is people? all i've done is prove that i wouldn't fucking do that

to, jack: i'm literally with two of your teammates right now read, 8:25pm

to, jack: whatever, j. i asked for a trade for you lmao

from, jack: how is that for me? you're gonna be in a completely different fucking state and we'll never see each other

to, jack: that's what this is abt?? you could've just said something, j

from, jack: i don't think you can just unrequest the trade, y/n.

from, jack: what's done is done

to, jack: what would've happened if they just traded me regardless of if i asked?? would you have shut me out cause you don't like the distance when it wasn't my fault?

from, jack: that's different and u know it

to, jack: whatever jack

to, jack: see you wednesday

from jack: against the avs?? you got traded to fucking colorado?

to, jack: no. i got traded to the devils.

njdevils

ranger devil 😈 @/yourusername

2922 ❤ 456 ↳ 78 💬

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yourusername: i've always looked good in red

→ njdevils: our girl

dawson1417: FUCK YEAHHHH

→ yourusername: LEFT LOCKER NEIGHBOUR!!

→ dawson1417: RIGHT LOCKER NEIGHBOUR !!!!!!

lhughes_06: i'm gonna get bullied so much more often

→ yourusername: amen to that moosey

→ lhughes_06: no, not amen to that y/n/n

user: again i ask WHERE IS JACK

nicohischier: another one that won't listen to me

→ yourusername: not reporting for duty, cap 🫡

→ nicohischier: i'm not endeared

→ yourusername: fuck yeah you are

trevorzegras: i know i'm not meant to take personal offence to this but i am

→ yourusername: quinn is GROUCHY

→ _quinnhughes: why does jack get all the cool people i want to have a lake house adoptee on the canucks

→ yoursername: just bring petey

→ eliaspettersson_: do not volunteer me for that chaos

user: i'm kinda concerned at the lack of jack and y/n lately like what happened

jackhughes: new liney?

→ yourusername: new liney :)

→ lhughes_06: 🤨

→ user: luke don't expose your brother's weird cryptic comments as being weird and cryptic challenge

→ lhughes_06: hmm no

njdevils

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njdevils: we think we've seen this film before and we loved the ending (bratter - jack - y/n/n line supremacy)

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jackhughes: start building the statue

→ yourusername: fucking right

user: the way that she just screamed in his face on her first assist to his goal i could SOB

→ user: and his fucking SMILE BACK AT HER

→ user: and her third goal!! the jump into his arms

user: in love w them actually

→ njdevils: us too

lhughes_06: they should've smooched on centre ice with the hats falling down

→ lhughes_06: what lol who said that

dawson1417: RIGHT LOCKER NEIGHBOUR DID THAT

→ yourusername: i couldn't have done wonderwall with out your harmonizing merc

→ dawson1417: i do have the voice of an angel

trevorzegras: i love how it feels to be a hater

→ _quinnhughes: ^

→ yourusername: wonderwall concert, 5pts, and i got quinn hughes to agree with trevor zegras. i am her.

yourusername

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yourusername: j <3

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jackhughes: favourite liney?

→ yourusername: forever liney

lhughes_06: open your messages you demonic being

→ yourusername: do u know how much EFFORT that is

→ lhughes_06: i could imagine it's not a lot??

dawson1417: yucky

→ yourusername: we facetime like teenaged girls n you and ryleigh screeched in excitement when you recognized his room this morning

→ dawson1417: ok???? i screeched cause of the yuckiness

_quinnhughes: i guess you not being a canuck is tolerable if this is the outcome

→ trevorzegras: speak for yourself quintin i want her to be my liney forever 😾

→ yourusername: sorry z <3

→ jackhughes: she's not sorry

→ yourusername: i'm sort of sorry

→ trevorzegras: good enough!

user: SCREAMING AND CRYING OMG

→ user: WE'VE BEEN WAITING

user: mom n dad

dougieham: this is terrefying

→ yourusername: ok

john.marino97: new reality tv show live in the locker room except theres no drama it's just hughesy being whipped

→ yourusername: your favourite!

→ john.marino97: i hate every second

njdevils: it's not like we saw this coming or anything

→ yourusername: ADMIN

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[wttt-dirus-work]

So, i saw a post with NY headcanons and it reminded me that while i included my own disabled headcanons in my fics, i forgot to make my own headcanons post (?) and i've got more than i though lol

So here we go!

NY: Dude got a bad eye, someday it's normal, other days it get blurred. He also has a scar over it, and his shoulders can get funky when its humid outside.

NJ: some of y'all already knows it, but Jersey got Tourette's. Mostly shoulder jerking, neck twitching, blinking hard and grimacing. When it gets bad his back jerks, and his vocals tics get worse (mostly whistles and pop, tho if hes anxious/stressed he does repeat some words)

Delaware: he got arthritis in his hands, and can hardly move them.

Mass: He was injured during the revolution, and walking became harder for him (limping and his legs became stiffer), then another injury during the civil war made him unable to walk for some days, therefore he use a wheelchair most of the time. He is still able to walk, but it is either too painful, or he doesn't have the energy needed to be able to stand all day.

Connie: he got shaky hands, when he's tired, nervous or angry, he cant hold anything with those. Its his nerves, and it doesnt hurt but its annoying.

Vermont: he got diabetes! Type 1; and it's so fucking expensive that it's Québec his "dealer" (it cost around 98$US when here its around 12$CAN sooo). He also got a sweet tooth, and forget to watch his sugar level (Hampshire there's for it; buddy's wayy to protective to let anything happen to Vermont)

PA: he's dyslexic, and it's mostly Mass who helps him with paperwork when he's not badgering Connie.

Florida: That gremling got Adhd, big dyslexia and his first language is spanish (which doesnt help with the reading). He also got so many scars from disturbing wildlife (anyone has seen that "yoink" dude in the everglades? Yeah thats flo). He got chronic pain in his left knee, and his right wrist always cracks when he moves it.

Louie: french lover is a people pleaser, but the chillest person you'll ever meet. He never panics, and is sometime too calm; but hurt any of the southern state (or Cal) and you're done. He's the voodoo capital, so dont mess with him

Georgia: hes an insomniac, but is fucking sleepy during the day (the math aint mathing ya know). He can sleep anywhere except during the night. He's bud with york and nevada, you can find those three driking in silence during a poker game.

Virginia: (uses they/them) they have a limp on the left leg, who always in pain (low but chronic with some real bad days). They're also a sleepwalker (think Celinaspookyboo style) and Georgia (or one of the insomniac state) each switch to watch them at night.

Montana: deer in headlights when spoken to. Will not talk to anyone when he doesnt have something to say or isnt upset (that sketch with the clown thing? Yeah he talked to them cause he was angry). Dont talk to him, dont even aknowledge him and he'll be more than happy to not exist in your mind. (Hes jealous of alaskas ability to not being seen)

Cal: dudes his always in pain. The fire, the drought, to goldrushes, hes always hurting. He got big scars from the fires, and his skin is the dryest thing ever despite all the moisturizer he uses. When he's burning up his eyes gets cloudy grey; they itch and cry all the time, and he cant see shit. He also need an oxygen mask when its too bad, and his eyes are naturaly gold.

Washington: hes a bitch. Dude got poor circulation too, so his hands and feet are always cold. When it's raining for too long his hair is oily, and when it's a drought it's the driest (he uses dryshampoo and got a routine to fight it).

Oregon : hes gay. Thats a known thing, and he's the bridge between Cal and Wash. Hes nicer to cal than wash, but he's not kind. The west coast are nice in interraction, but they ain't your friends.

Nevada: ah, vada. He got scaring from the nuclear testing, can see in the dark like nobody, and is the only state who can chose to change their physical appearance. Has coloured hair (pink or purple mostly) and the greenest eyes you'll ever see (or purple, didnt made my mind yet). Hes careful with his diet and always exercice despite the painful joins.

Texas: that idiot got sleep apnea but refuses to get checked out for it (and get a CPAP). He also has asthma (geez that word is hard to write) and colorblindness (can't see red). He only wears his shirt cause he knows what the colours are and refused to be pranked about that.

If you wanna adds your own, your welcome to do so! ^^

[grittysbitch]

I'll be the first to say it, this is just ugly Carlton

[captainaikus]

ℝ𝕌𝕀ℕ 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝕃𝕀𝔽𝔼 (𝟚/𝟜)

♱ Pairings : Sensei! Fushigurō Tōji x fem! student! reader (Tōji is 47 and reader is 21)

♱ MDNI, Minors stay the fuck out.

♱ Content of the series : Non con, blackmail, sextortion, exploitation, playing with emotions, abuse of power, power imbalance, age gap, mentions of death (on Tsumiki’s part), cheating (from both reader and Tōji), toxic relationships, sexual themes, and Tōji’s attitude.

♱ Synopsis : By sending revealing pictures to the wrong contact, you dug your grave before your math teacher. However, he has other plans to save your reputation.

♱ Warnings for part 2 : Degrading thoughts, inner turmoil, mentions of depressive topics such as cheating and exploitation, reference to sexual activity (very brief)

♱ There was stuff supposed to be happening in here tbh... but then the writing got too long so I added an extra part. Shit's going down in the next part tho. As always, if I find any mistakes while re-reading it, I'll fix it.

♱ Word count : 4.3k words

Link to (1/4)

You had met Haru during the spring of Tokyo University. As a hard working college student, you had made up your mind to stick to having no commitments in life except those to your work and family. You were fine with hookups, fine with going out with friends, fine with not being attached to anything in particular, until a boy running on the field behind a ball changed everything. He certainly was an eyecatcher with an athletic build, tousled blonde hair and puppy eyes that were filled with a boyish nature and playfulness. Your friendship developed and the more you tried to read him the more you realized, you had begun to unravel before him.

“You try so hard to be dead on the inside.” Haru said with a laugh as his palms rested on the grass, legs spread out with a water bottle between them, shaking his feet into the earth. “What makes you say that?” you asked, sounds of graphite meeting paper filling the air at the secluded space in the football field. “Y’know.. It’s just… you pretend to not care about anything which is just hard to believe because every human has been attached to something at some point in their lives.” With a scoff, you dropped your pencil and sketchbook on the plush grass, turning to face the boy. “And what have you been attached to?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

Picking up the water bottle that rested between his thighs, Haru said nothing as he squeezed water into his mouth, drops running down onto either sides of his lips, proceeding to fall onto his sweaty jersey. With a smirk, he looked at you with a lopsided grin. “Well?” you implored. “The fact that you heard me and chose to continue prying says a lot (Y/N).” He said with an all-knowing smirk. With a shove at his shoulder, he swayed to the side in laughter while you couldn’t help but let a small smile play on your lips. “Someday, I’d tell you. Anyway, I should get going, the damsels in distress need their knight in shining armor.” Haru said, palms pushing against the grassy field, standing up. “Go get them lancelot.” you said with a sarcastic roll of your eyes, watching him break into a small jog, joining his teammates on the other side of the field. 

Since then, Haru had moved from being a stranger to an acquaintance, to a friend to a potential crush. No matter how hard you tried to push him away from you, the guilt pulled your heartstrings just as hard. You tried to will your feelings away by denying it the first couple of days, toying with the idea for the next week and becoming completely infatuated with it the third week. Soon, you went into a state of turmoil where you would go from minutes to hours of ignoring the text messages he sent you, while waving at you in the hall, you would gently move past him, pretending as if he were not there. Calls would be unanswered and when you did pick up, you would cringe at the questions Haru asked, knowing that there would be no way of avoiding them. 

“Why are you ignoring me?” he asked desperately. With a scratch to your scalp, eyes moving around your room in search for an excuse, you took a breath. “I thought you were waving to someone behind me.” you said in a calm voice. 

“(Y/N).” Haru asked sternly. With a hum as a reply, he asked further. “Is everything alright? And don’t you dare lie to me.” he said in a grave tone, leaving you with nowhere to hide. Playing with the hem of your shirt, you bit your lip in anticipation. With minutes of silence between the both of you, Haru began to grow impatient. You could hear the heavy sigh from his lips, awkward and eager to cut the silence between the both of you. Not making an effort to make him feel comfortable, you continued to hold the phone to ear with one hand, while using the other to support your chin, eyes staring blankly into the busy road beneath your window. 

Good. It should be awkward. At least that would do rather than just blurting out your feelings to a sunshine boy who would be ready to break your heart. ‘It was always the pretty ones’ you told yourself. Haru was charming and smart along with being an athlete. It was an eighth wonder why his interest was in you. Giving it no thought you heard a sigh of frustration through the speaker of your phone. “Listen, if you want to talk about this over the phone, let’s do it. I know something isn’t right. And if this is the last conversation we would have, it’s better to not see you in person. Can you at least tell me what I did wrong?” Haru said in desperation. You could feel tears beginning to form at the corner of your eyes. Every memory etched on him whether it be the rays of the sun on his golden hair, or the wonder that swam in his green eyes that your brain would lie about being dilated when he saw you began to play all too fast. It was overwhelming. Letting a whimper escape at the thought of the months worth of friendship crashing down, tears were quick to follow and so was a hand that flew to your mouth to cover it. 

“Something is definitely not right. Keep the door open, I’ll be right in. Stay where you are and you better not run.” Haru said, sounds of objects toppling and the slam of the door following the end of the call. You sank to the floor, phone dropping beside you. When you thought you were over and done with the phase of crushes and partners, you let your attraction and involvement conquer you. 

‘Should I have spent less time with Haru?’

‘Do I have what it takes to be in a relationship?’

‘What if I'm not ready for one yet?’ 

With the knock on the door, you froze. Eyes wide and mouth dry you stared at the cursed piece wood knowing that your fate would be decided if you dared to open it. With four heavy knocks you heard a muffled voice. “(Y/N). I know you’re in there. Come on… open the door.” Haru’s deep voice said. 

Feeling the jitter in your knees from the sudden change in position, you got up and made your way to the door. You heard the jiggling of the knob, vision snapping down to see the metal ball rotate and swing violently. “Please tell me you’re okay.” Haru said, placing both his hands against the door. With a deep breath, you opened the door, staring at a very sweaty Haru who was huffing and panting. “There you are, dumbass. Took me a fifteen minute sprint all the way here.” he said, moving aside and stepping into the room behind you. 

“Why didn’t you just take the elevator?” you asked in a meek tone, gently closing the door behind Haru as he walked towards the couch. Taking a seat on the plush cushion of it, he moved his head to the corner, silently telling you to take a seat next to him. With a few awkward steps you sat near the armrest of the couch, putting a good distance between the two of you. “Why are you sitting there? Come closer.” Haru said with the flick of his hand, beckoning you to come closer to him. With a shake of your head you nuzzled further into the cushion, making it clear that you were not ready to move from where you sat. “Why not? You always sat close to me… even when we were on the grass in the field…” Haru whined with a small playful pout. 

‘Back when I felt nothing for you.’ 

With a gentle smile playing on your lips from the memory of the times you would talk about everything from sitting in silence on the field with Haru. The same memory playing like a broken record of seeing the way his blonde hair would dance in the sun as a gentle wind passed by, or his childlike green eyes which had a twinkle. You wondered how silent your life would be if Haru left. There were friends who you were fond of, who did keep you company but ran off with their partners when they began dating them, leaving no space for you as you shifted from being a friend to a minor character in the background leading a very mundane life and often felt lonely; watching her friends fall in love, wishing you could have something similar. You tried to reason that it didn’t matter as the love there was platonic; however the more the heart grows fonder of the person, the more they will be missed and dreamt of when they are distant. 

You knew you were falling for Haru. Slowly, but surely. The fact was only proven to be concrete when you would wake up in the middle of the night from seeing him appear in your dreams. There were times when you would wake with a gasp from a nightmare, breaking into a cold sweat and your first instinct was to fly out to your phone and text him. Over a stretched period of time, instances of thinking about him became more frequent; to the extent of imagining what it would feel like if you were committed to him; and he to you. Your turmoil came to a point where you wondered how you were living life without Haru. There were places where you would date someone; but it always ended in a line of it being mutual since the only thing active was sex. But with Haru, you felt as if he read you like an open book, often at times recollecting the conversations you’ve either had in person or on chat be it while you brushed your teeth, or stood in the shower, or waiting in line for a bus or if you were at a convenience store buying something for yourself whilst eyeing the small box of bubblegum, only to think ‘He hates mint.’ Small recollections would play on your mind and you’d happily let them instead of putting a forceful stop to it with a ghost of a smile threatening to show on your lips. 

Maybe you did more than just like him as a friend. 

“So…” Haru said, leaning forward, rubbing his palms while his forearms rested on his knees, “Tell me.” 

Within a few moments you could feel the world around you turn silent. You couldn’t hear the buzzing of cars on the street, the rowdy shouts of drunk teenagers who couldn’t comprehend where home was… all you could feel was Haru’s uncomfortable stare. It felt like he was trying to decipher your thoughts, become one with your brain so your mouth wouldn’t have to tell him a thing. 

‘Here goes nothing’ you silently prayed before you folded your legs and turned to face him, back against the armrest of the couch. 

“You were right.” was the first thing you said all evening that could be connected to the conversation. 

“Huh?” Haru said with a squint and furrowed eyebrows, not understanding what you could possibly mean. “You were right. I’m not dead on the inside.” you said with a grimace. Haru turned to wide eyes with a hint of sarcasm swimming beneath his teal colored irises. “No shit Sherlock. You’re human not a machine.” he said with a small laugh. Shooting him a small smile, you looked away, staring at the floor of the living room. “So, who is it?” Haru asked. With a bite of your lip, you quipped. 

“Are you confident it’s a person?” you asked with a smug expression. 

“Course. Smoking or drinking or doing drugs has a different effect, but in your case it is a person. I can tell.” Haru said, leaning forward to grab a piece of bubblegum from the back pocket of his jeans. 

“I can’t tell you.” you said. 

“Why not? Is it someone I know?” Haru responded, casually tossing a piece of gum into his mouth before handing a small piece to you on his palm. Reaching out a hand of your own, you gently took the piece and placed it between your teeth, biting hard into it at the thought of him doing this with another girl at the same time in her apartment. 

A girl who was not you. 

“So, if you’re not going to tell me, I might as well guess it. Is it someone I know?” he asked, chewing on his piece of gum. 

“Maybe…” you said mindlessly as you continued to stare at the wall before you. “Is it Hayama?” he wondered out loud with one hand resting on the armrest of the sofa, head turning slightly towards you. “No.” you answered briefly; the anxiety of his questions causing you to fold your arms close to your stomach. 

“You don’t like Kaede… not Hiromi either… not taka… have I seen you around with Usui?” he asked, scratching his head in confusion. “Usui might be tall and attractive, but no he’s not the one. He only has eyes for Hinako. *Ugh* Everyone knows that… it’s so obvious!” you said with the roll of your eyes. 

Haru took a moment to think, eyes shifting from the wooden rack against the wall that held your keys and photo frames to the strayed threads of the carpet on the floor.  “ ‘The one’ huh… you might be serious about this one. What’s he like?” Haru asked with a scoff. “Well…” you said, palms rubbing on the surface of your thigh, feeling the texture of your sweatpants, “He’s… a popular pretty boy. Quite charming too… never thought he would be the type to get me to fall for him… but holy shit he did.” you chuckled in a humorless laugh.

“Is that so…? What made you fall for him?” Haru asked eagerly. 

You could feel your heart clench and pulse with uneasiness as you began to realize that it was time to end the game of cat and mouse. You knew it could lead to the ruin of a friendship yet, your rationality weighed against the sliver of hope that maybe… your one sided feelings could be reciprocated. “Out of everyone I've come close to, he was the one who read me the best. Bastard called me out for trying to be dead on the inside once… turns out he was right. At some point, everyone gets attached to something once in their life.” you said with a sad smile, flashback of the memory in the football field returning; a memory that seemed small and insignificant… but it would be one that you would hold close to your heart for the months or perhaps years to come. The view of the carpet on the floor became blurry with salty tears on the brim of your lower lashes, one drop threatening to spill followed by many. You felt overwhelmed like a schoolgirl getting rejected by her crush along with the embarrassment of crying over it along with making such a scene in front of the said crush. Biting the corner of your lip to distract the pain, you quickly looked away and wiped your tears. 

“I think it would be best for the both of us if we turned in for the night. Lectures begin at 8:50 in the morning and I need to get some work done with rest after.” you stated, getting up from the couch. 

“Why do you run away from your problems?” Haru declared in a biting tone with an edge of anger. Stopping in your tracks you turned to face him. 

“What?” you asked in a stuttered and shaky voice. 

Looking up at you from where he sat on the couch with a stone faced expression on his face, Haru spoke. “I’m mad at you. Did you ever stop to think how worried I was? Or what do I even have to say now that you told me all this?” he raised his voice. This had been one of the first instances an argument had gotten serious with Haru. There were times when the two of you would banter and argue, but it would always end in the same place where the two of you were able to begin a conversation once more. 

There was no chance of that happening now. Not after you had decided to cross the point of no return. 

“It doesn’t matter.” you mumbled, rubbing the expanse of your arm with a free hand as you shuffled your feet while standing next to the door. “What the fuck do you mean it doesn’t matter? Does my saying have nothing to do with this?” Haru asked with exasperation as he stood up from the couch in frustration. 

“You can’t comfort me, Haru. You don’t get to do that once I have ruined everything that stood between us with the first being our friendship and the second being that there is no coming back from this.” you said. 

“Did you even consider that I might like you back?!” Haru yelled at the top of his lungs, hands flailing in anger; displaying his emotions. The apartment was silent with the only sounds of cars passing outside your window, accompanied by the few drops of rain that had begun to pour from the sky. 

You couldn’t do anything but watch in shock as Haru's fists relaxed by his side after the outburst. Never would you have thought that the sliver of hope would come true. There was a chance, but it was thin enough to be considered far from reality, making you prepare for the worst. Your mouth ran dry as you tried to search for the right words. Racking your brain for anything, the only thing came out was a simple “Why?”. 

“There are a lot of things. Depends on which one you’d like to hear first.” Haru chuckled as he walked towards you. Taking your hands into his he whispered in a deep tone. “I do like you back (Y/N). We can make this work if you promise to not push me away.” You felt your heart sigh in relief as tears gathered in the corner of your eyes. Using the tips of his thumbs to wipe away your tears, Haru gave your forehead a gentle kiss, pulling you into a hug in the middle of an apartment. 

Never would you have expected for your first and real relationship to have such an abrupt end. 

“Haru? what are you doing here?” you asked as you fiddled with the keys outside your doorstep. 

“Came to check up on you. My girlfriend has the tendency of going overboard with her big brain that she can’t take care of herself.” he said with a sarcastic grin, earning a light slap on his bicep. “Such a nuisance. And I wonder how I put up with you.” you said, rolling your eyes. Letting a few moments of silence pass with the jangling of your keys unlocking the door, you pushed the door open and entered inside with Haru closing the door behind you. Throwing the keys into the glass bowl that rested on the top of the shoe rack, and hanging your coat on the hook, you made a beeline for the kitchen, fixing yourself a cup of tea with one for your boyfriend.

“You missed a really good match (Y/N)... what came up?” Haru said with a pout as he closed the door and joined you in the kitchen. You felt your hand freeze when you moved to add leaves to the boiling kettle of water. 

White lies were not an exclusion when it came to relationships. It could be forgiven and forgotten. But what if it was a lie that was big enough to ruin the both of them? You knew you were on the verge of hyperventilating and the awfully long silence would only make Haru suspicious. Taking a deep breath through your nose, you swallowed before answering him. “I was over at Fushiguro sensei’s house. When I came out of class, I met Fushiguro Hina, his wife and she invited me for dinner. Before that I had to shop for a housewarming gift… it’s rude to not turn up with something in hand before going to someone’s home for the first time.” you said a shaky chuckle as you dropped the leaves into the boiling kettle of water. “You went over to your Math teacher’s house?” Haru asked, opening one of the cupboards where you had a collection of cutlery, bringing out two large mugs for tea. “Hina decided to drive me home and since she was so insistent, I couldn't say no… and after we reached here, she wanted me to come over for dinner. Their family has suffered a lot, Haru.” you said in a grave tone. ‘I am going to be another reason for it.’

Haru hummed, watching you pour the hot liquid into the mug. “Everyone suffers in their own way (Y/N). All one can do is hope they are able to find a way through it. You can’t really say anything else, can you?” Haru said with a meek shrug, grabbing his mug off the counter to go into the living room. 

You could feel bile build in the back of your throat from the fear of Haru finding out about the whole truth behind the evening at the Fushiguro’s. Given the bad reputation along with the unscrupulous character Tōji had, it was best to prepare for worse. He might just be the reason your happy relationship would come to a tragic end. A naive boyfriend who has no clue about the exploit of his relationship; his lover laying in the arms of another man who didn’t even want her. 

“(Y/N)!” you heard Haru call out from the sofa in the living room. Looking into your mug of tea, you cupped the porcelain, feeling the warmth on the surface of it seep into your palms. Would it be so bad to want to keep Haru to yourself when he didn’t know what you did?

No, that would be too selfish.

Were you ready to give up on everything you had with him? Heartbreak wasn’t easy to move on from; would you be willing to put yourself through an emotional turmoil when you had just reached the pinnacle of happiness in your youth by finding someone you could dream to have a future with? Caught up in your thoughts, you didn’t hear Haru stepping into the kitchen to find you hunched over the counter mug in hand that had turned lukewarm, teardrops falling around it with a few hitting the surface of the liquid. Taking a quick step behind you, he placed a hand behind your back while the other came to rest over the hands that held your cup. “Hey…” he said in a soft and timid voice pulling you into him. “What’s wrong?” he cooed, kissing your head, hand rubbing your back. 

You couldn’t tell him. Even if you did, you were afraid of what it would mean for the both of you. You felt guilty from being an object of amusement for Tōji, let alone admire his beauty. The feeling of being dirty began to weigh down on your shoulders for you had let another man taint you. Afterall, what choice did you have except being stringed along like a puppet? Tōji could ruin your future, both in society and career while Haru couldn’t. It was only logical to do what was possible in the moment before you had decided to sacrifice the feelings of another person in return. 

Were you that concerned about your reputation that you were willing to let another person get hurt? 

It is how it is in a dog eat dog world. 

Bathing in his presence, you had decided that it was only right to let Haru go, but only when the time was right. Hugging him back, you said.

“It’s nothing. I just got overly emotional.” 

Patting the hairs on your head, he whispered. “Whatever it is, I’m sure it will be okay.”

‘It won’t be. Even if it would… would you stay?’. 

Thumb hovering over the keypad of your phone you began texting. 

‘Good afternoon Fushiguro - san. This is (Y/N)...we exchanged numbers the other day?’ 

Message sent.

Notification from Fushiguro Hina :  

‘Ahh (Y/N) chan! It’s nice to hear from you. Would you like to go to the mall with me this evening? In case you are free?’ 

Looking at the clock on the opposite wall, it was close to two thirty in the afternoon. 

‘No, I can come this evening. Does 6 pm sound good or will it be too late?’ 

Fushiguro Hina : 

‘Not at all, dear! Six sounds perfect. We can have dinner out as well. Do you have any places we can go and visit?’ 

‘Please don’t bother about dinner Fushiguro- san! I already have enough leftovers at home!’ 

You quickly texted. 

Fushiguro Hina : 

‘Please, I insist.’ 

With a simple text from her, you could read through her desperation. Afterall, how is a mother in the grief of her child not tempted to spend time with another who doesn’t have their parents near them? She had been through enough grief, the least you could do was to ease the pain while you could before you drove the knife further into her heart given the fact that she was the second person to be in the state of oblivion of what her husband was doing behind her back. 

‘Alright. I know a couple of places we can visit.’ 

Fushigurō Hina : 

‘Perfect! I’ll come around at 6 to pick you up and we can go.’ 

‘Looking forward to it.’ 

You replied. 

The grieving wife with the supposed mistress was not how you planned to spend a Friday night. 

[asteriismos]

flashing lights — bill denbrough

pairing: bill denbrough x fem! reader

warning(s): smut, eighteen! bill denbrough, is it choking if he doesn’t squeeze?, fingering, piv sex, cursing, ig kinda degrading idk tho judge for yourself, unedited

summary: bill, the star baseball player of derry, and you, from another high school, meet in the locker room and get to know each other. 

words: 3.1k

note: don’t say i never gave you anything i am a woman of my word

sitting here in the bleachers adjacent to the baseball field, with the setting sun in your gaze and the feeling of newly spring wind on your skin, you had high hopes that your schools baseball team would win. out of all the schools in lieu with your own, bangor high school, derry’s team was the most anticipated of in the season. where most high schools in the nation favored the fall sport of football, the central part of maine where you lived actually liked baseball more, so when the first sprouts of spring showed, everyone was excited for the next season. 

you were a senior, almost finished with school and personally tasked yourself and your group of friends with trying to go to every single baseball game that you all could make it to - whether they were at home or away. 

“look, he’s up to bat,” your friend marcella said, catching your attention by lightly tapping your shoulder and motioning to the field. there you saw your close friend owen, who was the star player of your school’s team and one of your friends since you were a little kid. he was the person who introduced you to the group that you were here with now, here specifically to cheer him on. 

you saw him walk to home plate, bat in hand and getting into position to swing. your eyes took you across from him to the pitcher of the other team, who you didn’t know but could see the name displayed on the back of his shirt. denbrough. you raised your eyebrow at the last name, it didn’t ring a bell. 

the crowd started to cheer for your friend, waiting for denbrough to throw the first pitch. everything became silent, and the ball was thrown with stellar accuracy. whoever this denbrough boy was, he was seemingly a really good pitcher. when the second ball was thrown and owen missed yet again, your hand ran through your hair nervously. you could hear people whispering all around you, wondering if he was going to strike out. 

just as if someone of the heavens was listening to the anxious worries of your fellow classmates, denbrough went to throw the ball and owen swung and the ball went flying, going straight for the outfield as owen ran with all his might to first base. you cheered with your friends, yelling words of encouragement and praise towards your team. 

the game, from that point, was in your high schools favor. it was seemingly decided almost halfway through that bangor high school had it in the bag, which did nothing for any person in your crowds ego. just as the last inning was finished, your school came out victorious. 

“hopefully this means that we’re going to the championships this year,” you heard people say. “and maybe we can host it at our school so we don’t have to drive all the way out here again.” 

you were anxious to see your friend, running down the stairs of the bleachers and shouting his name, but owen didn’t hear you. sighing, you turned to your group to say, “should we get back home?” the team would have to come back by bus anyways, which sucked, because you wanted to congratulate your friend on such a good win. 

“yeah, probably before it gets too late, you know how bad those backroads are,” jake stated. “do you want to catch a ride with me? im sure marcella can take your car back.” 

half of you wanted to go with them and just see owen later, but to you, it felt like poor taste to make him wait that long. plus, maybe you could catch him before he left. you shook your head, “no, i’ll stay. i want to see the team. go without me, I'll see you tomorrow.” 

jake laughed. “okay, just don’t get lost.” he wiggled his eyebrows in a teasing manner and walked away, taking your friends with him and leaving you alone in the front of derry high school. 

you had been here once before, just for a short while and after a baseball game like right now. but that was all the way back during freshman year when you were trying to find the bathroom, you really had no idea where the locker rooms were. 

opening the large door, you started along the main hallway, looking at the posters that aligned the wall that reminded you of your own school. derry was really similar in layout, so perhaps it wouldn’t be that hard. turning the corner, you saw a sign that pointed to the gym and the locker rooms. in no time you were there, but there was no one coming out of the doors. had they already left and you missed them? it was silent. 

you put your ear to the door and listened, hearing some rustling. you knocked, but there was no answer, making you raise your eyebrow. and you don’t exactly know what prompted you to open the wooden door and make your way inside, but you did, and along the array of closed lockers, your eyes took you to the one person who was in there. 

it was the denbrough pitcher. 

you got a good look of him now, with his honeyed locks that fell messy on his forehead, standing taller than you. his back was slightly turned to you and through his jersey you could see his toned back muscles, making you lose yourself for a moment and send you almost stumbling over your feet. you knew that he was attractive from the moment you set your eyes on him but you didn’t know that he was this attractive. 

he turned around now and immediately those dazzling cerulean blue eyes landed on you, making your face heat up in realizing that this was not the visitors locker room like you had intended on trying to find. 

“sorry,” you fumbled out after a moment of shameless staring. “I was looking for my friend.” denbrough tilted his head to the side and you watched him take out a bag and push his locker door closed. instead of walking out like you should’ve, you just stood there watching him. it was in poor taste, since the longer you looked at him, you could see clearly that he was angry. 

a tiny grin came to his face. “it’s fine, no one’s in here except me anyways.” a silent moment passed and then a quizzical look came to his face, eyes falling back on you. “wait . . . weren’t you cheering on the other team?” he had noticed you, just as you were now noticing him. the room seemed a lot smaller than it had earlier and you ignored the fluttering feeling in your stomach the longer he stared at you. you didn’t even know his name. 

“yeah, it was a good game,” you shrugged your shoulders. 

“we should’ve won that game.” 

a cocky grin splayed on your features. “well, im sure you’ll get another shot next time.” you would have to play them again to secure a spot in the championships, it was still rather early in the season anyways. 

“will you be at the next game?” denbrough asked, he walked closer to you now, and there was a look in his eyes that was not easy to mistake. he was looking at you like you were a full course meal and he was the hungriest man on earth. and you liked the way that he looked at you, this gorgeous boy that you had barely met, and you wanted him to keep looking at you like that. well, you would rather him be doing other things. “maybe we could go do something together afterwards.” now you were certain of his likeness for you. 

you gave him a smirk. “well, i don’t know about that, i wouldn’t want to get involved with the opposing team.” when he noticed you were directly giving back the same energy he was giving, his feet stopped so he was just inches away from you. it took everything in you to keep yourself from grabbing him by those large muscles and - 

in a moment of weakness or just pure idiocy, you did exactly as you thought, lunging yourself forward, hands reaching for his face and pulling him into a searing kiss. when he reciprocated your movements, you had to stop another smirk from rising to your face, pushing it down and focusing on your hands that made it’s way to his soft hair. 

your kiss was unexpected by denbrough, though seemingly not unwelcome since his hands found their place exploring your sides, not being exactly gentle with his touches which you didn’t mind. this was so unlike you, doing something like this with someone you didn’t know. and to be honest, it was unlike him, too. 

but both of you were giving each other the ‘fuck me’ eyes and well, you only live once, right? 

as the kiss became more sloppy and he broke it to press kisses to your jawline and trailing down your neck, you breathed out and closed your eyes. “I don’t even know your name.” you sighed into his touches though, not really caring what his name was but knowing that it would probably be useful sometime soon. 

denbrough came back up to meet your gaze. “it’s bill,” he gave you a grin. “pleasure to meet you.” there was a sense of teasing in his tone, which you would’ve laughed at if his hands weren't reaching for where your shirt met your pants. 

“y/n,” you said weakly, already feeling your legs start to give out by the way that he was looking at you. you reached out to bill, wanting to feel his body pressed against yours again. he chuckled at your eagerness, giving you what you wanted by slowly pushing you against the lockers behind you. you felt the cool metal through your shirt and instantly realized how hot it was getting in this locker room, your skin was already on fire. 

bill reattached his lips to your skin and you spent the time trying to undo the belt that was around his pants that nicely accentuated everything that you wanted from him. thank god for baseball pants. 

tentatively, you pressed your hips against his and you heard a groan leave his throat, his lips stalling for a moment and then going back to his earlier movements. you were well aware of how excited he was, taking a moment to note that you could feel that he was absolutely fucking enormous. 

of course he was. 

as if he had enough of this teasing, his hand reached down and went straight under the band of your pants, being met with the wetness that was gathering in your panties. you bucked your hips forward into his hand and he smirked at how compliant you seemed to be with him. his other hand was gripping your side, keeping you close to him while the other pushed your panties to the side and the pad of his pointer finger came into contact with your slit. 

you moaned out and bill covered your mouth with his own, not kissing you but keeping it there. “so tell me,” he said, breath hot against you, finger tracing a line from your slick folds to your clit, making you almost keel over if it hadn’t been for his hand keeping you up and body pressing you farther into the locker. “this friend of yours, he was on your team wasn’t he?” 

you nodded, not trusting your voice. but he didn’t seem to like that, his hand stalling and not moving no matter how much you tried to gain friction. 

“answer me with words,” the hand on your side coming up to the bottom of your throat so you were forced to look at him in the face, those blue eyes on him seemingly had become darker. 

you took in a sharp breath. “yes,” you answered. his movements started again, but this time he took one finger and pushed it inside you till he was knuckle deep in, a large moan falling off of your tongue, eyes rolling to the back of your skull. 

“and how do you think he would feel seeing you like this for me? the star player of the other team?” bill’s tone was condescending and you wondered if he was normally like this, or he was just angry about the outcome of the game. his finger sped up, soon being joined with another one that slipped in with ease. you were so wet for him already. “but you wouldn’t care, would you?” 

it was seemingly rhetorical, because he didn’t wait for you to answer and instead attached his lips to your throat, teeth grazing a point that had you gasping, hand coming and tugging on those locks of his, the other falling to his neck. 

“bill,” you muttered. “please just-” you were cut off by a moan, gripping him close as his thumb came into contact with your clit and rubbed tight circles against it. 

he looked up at you from the mess he was creating on your neck. “please what?” 

“just fuck me.” 

you were really in no position to be making such requests since bill seemed to be in control (which really, you didn’t mind if it meant that he was making you feel good in the process), but at this point you were too strung out to care what he thought of the rather forward request. you knew that you needed him and you needed him now. 

bill pulled away from you and you took in his now ragged features, noticing the tint of red in his cheeks and the freckles that dotted them, and the goldenness that he seems to radiate. in some ways you hoped that this wouldn’t be your only encounter with the denbrough boy, but that was something to worry about later, since his hands were undoing the rest of his belt and you knew that was your cue to do the same with your own pants. 

soon enough you were back in the same position, one of his hands next to your head on the locker behind you as he moved to position his cock at your entrance, eyes meeting with yours as he pushed in to look at your reaction. and it was everything that he hoped to see, your mouth opening into an ‘o’ shape, lips parted and eyes never leaving his own. 

once he bottomed out, he already started a fast rhythm, giving you little to no time to adjust. but you were so needy you didn’t care, not one bit because he was making you feel so good that you wished for this moment to last forever. and you were already so wet and willing, bill couldn’t wait a second longer. 

your hands gripped onto his forearms, steadying yourself, but it was hard to keep your legs from giving out. bill must've noticed your struggle and leaned down, grabbing you by the back of your thighs and hoisting you up in his arms, using the leverage of the locker to fuck into you. 

the change in position made you quiver in his arms like putty, arms wrapping around his neck and caging him close to you. incoherent words fell from your mouth that wouldn’t close no matter how hard you tried, while his pace became fast, rough, and unrelenting. you didn’t know bill well but you could tell that he was adamant about making you feel good, which fueled the fire inside of you even more. 

if he was tired from playing the game, he didn’t even show it. bill fucked into you with such a frenzy that it was almost animalistic, which made you wonder how much energy this boy possibly had. what you didn’t know was it was your moans what were spurring him on, your moans that kept him going. bill had already been to point of exhaustion from the game but you were able to give him a second wind and he was not fucking up this one like he had fucked up in the game. his determination both of the field and in this moment caught up with him and well, he was bringing all of his emotion out. 

and you loved it so much that you couldn’t think straight. all you could do was try and keep yourself still, words stringing together into barely put together sentences of oh fuck yes and that feels so good. 

it was a moment of pure bliss that you didn’t even feel yourself start to clench around him, noticing it finally when you felt every inch of him scrape against your willing walls, bringing you closer to that cliff into a sea of pleasure that only he could give you. what finally made you break was the groans that he was making, which were hot and heavy and like heaven to your ears that you knew you would be playing on repeat before you went to sleep tonight. 

and then his hand slipped between your legs, pressing up against your swollen clit and that was it. you were sent into a state of pure, fucked out bliss as you came around him, your moans everything but silent. luckily there seemed to be no one around to hear, and if they did they didn’t bother with stopping it.

a few thrusts afterwards and with an insistent command from you to cum inside you because you were on the pill, bill came undone and it was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen in his life. as if this boy couldn’t get more perfect, haven been basically sent to you on a gift from god himself. he pulled out and you could feel the evidence slightly dripping out of you and onto your thighs. 

there was a moment of cleaning up, where he actually grabbed a towel from his locker and helped you wipe away everything and eventually sit down onto the bench between the sides of lockers. where you thought would be awkwardness, there wasn’t, a few words passed between the two of you and then you told him that you should go, you had to drive home. 

surprisingly, he asked if you needed help and then you remembered you barely knew him and shook your head. it was late anyways, he probably had things to do. 

and when you got control of your limbs again (which bill cheekily smirked at), you walked out of the high school, him trailing behind you. you gave him one last look before parting ways, and in the heat of the moment, you told him your number and to call him if he ever wanted to get together again. 

[mentalbreakdowngobrrrrr]

(aight so its like 2 am but spiderman hyperfixation go brrr and this came to my head while trying to sleep.)

Mj and Ned stare in awe at the two Peter Parkers standing in front of them.

Ned decides to try one final time.

“I wish we could see Peter Parker!” he makes a circle with his hands and a portal opens

instead of gracefully stepping through a masked figure comes crashing through, landing on top of Peter with an oomph.

There is a scary looking woman on the other side, about to jump through when the portal abruptly closes.

The four people in the room stare in Silence at the figure.

“Can you get off of me?” Peter asks.

The figure lets out a gasp and scrambles up, offering a hand to the fallen Peter.

Peter takes the figures hand and is hoisted into the air as if he weighs nothing.

They take time to look at the person.

it appears to be a woman in a spiderman suit.

“You’re not Peter Parker.” Ned mumbles.

“Yeah no shit. I’m (y/n) Parker. Friends call me Peter to piss me off. Inside joke.”

she looks around at the people in the room.

“Thanks for saving me. I was getting my ass handed to me by that chick. She was kinda fine tho.” The woman reached a gloved hand up to her mask and yanked it off.

Long curly brown hair falls out. except its not graceful like you would think. Hair is everywhere and the woman sputters as hair gets in her mouth.

She finally gets her hair under control and chocolate brown eyes are revealed. The woman has a young looking face, albeit with some scars. She has light freckles dusting across her face.

“Looking around I assume you two are Spiderman. Or a version of me. Now what the fuck is going on?”

“Uhm about that, you’re from another universe. We’re currently looking for our Peter. The other two are also Peters from other universes.” Ned mumbles looking down.

“No shot?” She looks at the two. “Damn if I wasn’t into women I’d tap me.” She mumbled lifting a hand to her chin.

“Are you not phased by the multiverse?” The Peter who she hadn’t fallen onto asked.

“Nah. I’ve had weirder shit happen. There was that time in New Jersey with the Ferret and those two guys. Shit was wild.”

“….Ok. Well we still need to find our Peter. He needs us right now. We’re all he has left.” MJ looks at the three spidermans around her.

The woman’s face softens.

“Is there a place he goes to like,”

“Get away from it all?” The Peters ask.

“Mine was the Chrysler building.”

“Top of the Empire state.”

“Thats a nice view.”

“Lady Liberty’s tit.”

The room went quiet as everyone stared at the girl who had spoken.

“Excuse me?” Ned asked.

“I don’t know its hard to be sad when standing on the tit of a 305 foot tall lady.” She played with a strand of her hair.

“Moving on.”

“There is.” MJ mumbled.

(Aight calling it for now. Will make part two semi soon.)

[blxetsi]

modern eren jaeger dating headcanons

lowercase intended !

college!eren jaeger x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of p*rnhub

- firstly, this man is CONVINCED it was love at first sight (he ALWAYS tells you this too)

- "babe when i met you i just KNEW you were gonna be mine" "no you didnt" "yes i did- hey dont stop holding me 😣"

- you guys met because you were tutoring him. (he was failing history 😔💔)

- after weeks of shy touches and shared giggles he FINALLY brought his grade up and didnt need you anymore

- that didnt mean he didnt want you tho ;)

- asked you out on a date (and by that i mean to a party smh 🙄)

- and the rest is history 😌✨

- hes the kind of guy that flirts with you even though youre together

- "so uh,, you come here often 😏"

- "eren youre in my apartment 😐"

- he tries to invite you everywhere that he goes with his friends

- like,,, EVERYWHERE

- jean and reiner wanna organize a boys night ? hes pulling out his phone getting ready to text you and saying "oh is it okay if y/n comes ? i didnt get to see them much this week i miss them 🥺" like mf this is for The Boyz 😡😤🥶🥵🔥‼️

- youre weirdly close with sasha, shes just really cool

- eren will call you at the most inconvenient times for the stupidest reasons

- one time he called you while you were doing an INTERVIEW for work and you wanna know what he called you for ? to tell you he bought a bunch of silly string to use on jean.

- bitch im trying to get PAID. rn . trying to make a LIVING. so i dont end up below the POVERTY LINE. tell me about ur silly string after i secure the bag 🙄‼️

- is very touchy. like very touchy.

- but also respects bounderies

- hes NEVER mad when you have something to say about him or your relationship together

- you dont feel comfortable with the pda ?? He Wont do it Again

- you think you two could work on communicating better with each other ?? hes already googling ways to do that

- he cares and cherishes you and the bond you two have created together, hes not gonna try and ruin that

- is a fucking lightweight. dont go with him to parties.

- but if you asked him to hold his drink he will NOT forget about it.

- a couple times he broke the plastic cup he was gripping it so hard 🤩

- is also the type of guy to just protect others ?? like for no reason

- he sees a guy trying to get close to a girl who had made it abundantly clear that she didnt want that ?? hes going over there and playing bf to protect that stranger

- he can thank first year drama class for his superb acting skills 😌✨

- will literally help anyone he sees in a bind

- also his brother is weirdly cool ??

- his parents live far away but his brother only lives like,, 40 minutes away from the university

- hes like an older brother to everyone 🤩

- if you like reading classic literature zeke is your guy to talk to. has so many ideas and opinions on those stories and stuff, and will NOT hesitate to lend you a book of his

- eren has led lights in his room. he ALWAYS has them on the colour red

- he doesnt understand why ppl think hes horny bc of the red lights ?? his eyes just adjust better to the red lights compared to the blue 😔

- he has stretch marks all over his body 🤩 like on his biceps, tummy, back, thighs, etc. etc. doesnt really think about them anymore but he used to be SO self conscious of them in highschool. he saw berty (bertholdt) with his shirt off once during his freshman year and saw how he had stretch marks too, and immediately thought they were cool

- he likes to play with your hair and scratch your scalp, but he likes it when you braid his hair because he thinks it makes him look pretty

- will get you weird things because they remind him of you

- one time he came to pick you up for your date and before you could even KISS HIM hes pushing you away and pulling out a tiny ceramic frog 😐

- "no you dont understand zeke took me to a thrift store today and i found this and it reminded me of you-" "i look like a frog to you ? is that what youre saying ?" "NO ! its just so cute, and youre so cute so i had to get it. do you like it 😊"

- doesnt like most meats, his only exceptions are chicken,

- thats it 😐

- you guys were having a picnic and you made sandwichs (with the sliced turkey meat) and he took one bite out of it, looked you in your face, and spit it back into the baggy without breaking eye contact

- likes just laying in bed with you. has a playlist of songs like arctic monkeys and shit like that, just sitting in the dark with a song on low volume, whispering whatever he wants into your ear is like,, the DEFINITION of love in his book

- also can and will recite lines from shakespeare plays to you ?? will be at the most randomest times. you could be sweeping and he'd just wrap his arms around you before whispering "two households, both alike in dignity. in fair verona where we lay our scene. from ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands unclean."

- okay mf this isnt english class 😐‼️ but thank you 😁👍

- will always try and do new tiktok trends and make funny videos so he can "blow up"

- he gets on average like 20 views 🤩

- he likes seeing you and his friends get along, it just makes him so happy that you love mikasa and armin just as much as he does, and hes so thankful that youre all friends

- likes to help you reach whatever you cant, and if youre taller (even by an inch) hes making you grab things for him

- he doesnt have a major yet, and he doesnt really know what he wants to do with his life, but being a hairstylist sounds cool

- whenever youre having a bad day mentally, he'll just give you your space unless you say otherwise

- he doesnt know if its the best idea, but he knows when he gets into a bad headspace he wants to be alone

- if you do say you want him with you, he'll lie right beside you in bed and spoon you, and if you want he'll put on the arctic monkeys playlist and whisper about the project he worked on for his business class

- he doesnt like sharing, BUT will steal your shit all the time 🙄

- "oh hey heres that thing i borrowed from you" "oh my fucking god eren i thought i lost that months ago"

- may not understand everything he learns in class, but he always tries bc this is his education !! his parents saved up a lot of money for him to be able to go to university !! hes gonna try his best to make the most of this

- i feel like he would play baseball at university. he asks that u wear his jersey to every game so "everyone knows that the most beautiful person attending this educational establishment is MINE" like,, k ill wear the jersey 🙄🤚

- has a list of the best websites to use to illegally stream movies, anime etc.

NSFW ! -------

- also hates pornhub. knows about all the controversies and shit about the website and doesnt use it. supports smaller porn companies that respect their workers 😁👍

- his parents love you. Im Serious

- carla asks about you all the time (hey mommy 😏) and his dad wonders about you too even though hes more lowkey about it

- always has to open the door for you or pull out your chair for you. no matter what setting youre in he Has to do it bc hes a gentleman

- bohemian rhapsody is his comfort film

- i think eren thinks that Youre the One for him, and this idea is solidified when you two graduate together 😍

- he takes you back to the library where he first met you, gives you a promise ring and just asks you to move in with him, hes not ready for an engagement and he knows you arent either, but he knows that youre it for him, and he just wants to be with you for as long as youll allow it

GAH this felt all over the place and very mediocre but i hope you enjoyed !!! remember asks are open so feel free to request something 🤩

[lilhawkeye3]

This Ohio discourse has got me dying to create discourse about every other state now hehe so I officially present:

Hawk’s review of 36/50 US states!

In alphabetical order because that fuckin song “50 nifty United States” has been stuck in my head since fourth grade.

Arizona: Phoenix is hot. Can’t believe y’all choose to live in a place that gets haboobs. Saw Sen. John McCain in the airport. I feel that sums up the state well. 4/10

California: as a resident of the state of Oregon, I’m legally required to say fuck California😌 unless anyone else talking shit about Cali and then we got your back😤 SoCal vs San Fran vs Northern Cal are totally different worlds though. 7/10

Colorado: damn idk how y’all breathe there, them air is thin. But really pretty out there! 7/10

Connecticut: oh my god fuck New Haven. And Stamford, and Hartford, and— Yknow what? Let’s just toss the whole state into the Sound. For real, traffic is the WORST here and I’m so sorry that y’all gotta live like that. 3/10

Delaware: I cannot believe this is considered a state. There’s no difference between Delaware and Maryland/Pennsylvania. 1/10 should not be a state

Florida: “the only hills in Florida are the highway ramps and the Matterhorn!” —the shuttle driver at Disney World. He was right. Shit is flat as fuck here. And hot. And humid. The Gulf Coast is nice? But tbh it’s just all very touristy which is kind of a bummer. 5/10

Georgia: ...I can’t with the humidity or thinly veiled racism. But y’all got nice peaches! Also Black Panther filmed there so thank you for blessing us with that. 6/10 for fruits

Hawaii: okay pineapple farms are cool. Tbh I just feel really bad for how much mainlander/tourist bs all the islanders put up with. Ik price of living is v high and keeps going up. That said I did love Hawaii... although I was stung by a jellyfish. Hate those little bastards. 8/10 for wonderful people and nature

Idaho: as an Oregonian I’m required to also say fuck Idaho 😝 you da hoes. Okay for real tho southern Idaho has become v white white and kinda scary tbh. The northern part of the state is pretty chill tho. Also Oreida kettle chips are partly made in Idaho so I gotta give you half credit for that. 4/10

Illinois: at least you’re not Indiana. 4/10.

Indiana: I never want to step foot in Gary, Indiana again in my life. (Passed a Mack truck hauling a race car to Indy 500 though so that was cool.) 2/10

Iowa: I almost moved here. I’m so glad I didn’t. Why are the Quad Cities actually a group of five towns? I hate that. Also the roads were all cement, felt like driving on a sidewalk. Was also interesting because the second we got out of the city proper, it was just... corn fields everywhere. 2/10 y’all raising children of the corn.

Kentucky: I really don’t have anything to say about Kentucky. I thought the trees were pretty? 5/10 yeah idk

Maine: my relative has totaled two cars by hitting moose in Maine. Maine scares me. Or rather, the moose do. Also the lobster roll hype is real. And the coast truly is beautiful. 8/10 but an extra point for the moose bc I hate that relative so 9/10

Maryland: oh god Baltimore. Also I’m blaming you for the DC traffic because it’s on the land you gifted them. 3/10

Massachusetts: Patriots fans are the worst NFL fans (the racism is real, especially after fans burned the jerseys of Black players who knelt for the anthem). Liking Dunkin’ Donuts is not a personality trait. The North End in Boston is truly the best place to get pizza in the entire country. Western Mass is not the same state. And the Cape Cod bridges give me nightmares. 5/10 but cause I had to pay taxes two years and it really is Taxachusetts, knocking it down to 4/10

Michigan: it’s a lot bigger than I initially thought. 5/10

Minnesota: it’s Canada but in the US. Pretty driving through the southern part. Cops suck tho. 5/10

Montana: okay Montana is downright gorgeous. (Except Billings. Sorry, Billings.) I must include a photo. I wanna get a cabin here and just exist. 8/10

New Hampshire: can’t decide if it hates Massachusetts or wants to be Massachusetts. All it knows is that it’s better than Vermont. Which... y’know, valid. (If you wanna see NH culture watch North Woods Law tbh). 4/10

New Jersey: why are there so many goddamn highways in this state? Also there are more places to weekend trip than the Shore or the Poconos. Although you do have people pump gas for you just like Oregon, so... that’s valid. Things my friends have added: Newark airport is cursed (valid), the jughandles are nightmares (true), pork roll/Taylor Ham is good and so are bagels and New Jersey pizza (allergic so idk), and everyone is split on whether the shore is actually decent or not 😂 I give it a 3.5/10 out of spite

New York: NYC is fun, Upstate is MASSIVE but really beautiful. Long Island is... yeah I don’t have anything nice to say about Long Island. 8/10 For NYC, 6/10 for Upstate, -2/10 for Long Island, gives us an average of 6/10

North Carolina: very good peaches. Isn’t South Carolina. Keep it up👍🏽 6/10

Ohio: I already told y’all how I feel about this flat ass boring state. I feel no need to slander it any more lmao. 3/10

Oregon: she flies with her own wings, mi amor🥰 to list all the reasons I like Oregon (and the issues too bc it ain’t perfect), I would need a whole other post. I’ll just leave you with this picture I took of Mt. Hood, the queen of our Cascades. 11/10

Pennsylvania: so apparently PN is three states hiding in a trench coat like NY. There’s upstate, philly and Pittsburg. Personally I think they’re just trying too hard and wanna get the same recognition as NY. Meh. 5/10

Rhode Island: THIS FUCKIN SHAM OF A STATE Just merge it with Connecticut and be done with it!! It’s tiny. Providence sucks. There’s nothing unique about this state that you can’t find in Southern Mass (except MA has cheaper taxes so y’all come to work and shop in MA anyways smh). Also the fingers are really annoying to drive down to get to some beach areas haha. 2/10 you’re barely better than Delaware.

South Carolina: my Black father was invited to a party celebrating General Robert E Lee’s birthday. So... 0/10

South Dakota: very gorgeous, didn’t realize the Missouri River went this far west, but VERY LARGE. I mean it looks big on a map but then you get there and... yeah. No speed limit on highways is a great time though. And the Badlands have mountain goats! 6/10 bc while pretty, living there seems really hard. (Picture is me in the Badlands).

Texas: gave us Juneteenth and Beyoncé and JJ Watts. Thank you Texas. But is very big, got independence from Mexico to keep slavery (yikes), is like 97% private land (yikes) and is like the second or third largest state. Very big. That said, everyone I’ve ever met from Texas is lovely. 6/10.

Utah: Other than Idaho, this is the whitest state I’ve been to. Or it feels that way. Like a, the people crossed to the other side of the street and held their bags because I’m brown, state. And I don’t ski so I can’t even say that’s a good thing (I fell off the ski lift the one time I went, long story). Yeah 0/10.

Vermont: wants to be New Hampshire or Canada and can’t decide which. So it’s just kinda there. Pretty hills though. 3/10

Virginia: let’s be real we all forget that Virginia exists west of Richmond. Nova is a beauracratic and traffic nightmare and half our neighbors had to pass security clearance checks. Hampton Roads and beach area is a tourist and mosquito nightmare. But there were dolphins and I made snowmen on the beach. Good times. 6.7/10

Washington: again, legally required as an Oregon resident to say fuck Washington because it’s all your fault we now are getting a toll on the I-5 border. But you’re better than California. And the Sound is really cool for fishing, love Wicked Tuna. And the fish market. Best salmon I’ve had. Eastern Washington... y’all got Spokane but the rest is kinda sparse. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 8/10

Wisconsin: cheese is actually good. Again, pretty state, much larger than I initially thought. 7/10

Wyoming: this was the ONLY STATE I lost cell service in when diriving cross country. Kinda surprised it wasn’t Montana, but no, it was Wyoming. Views are gorgeous though so I was distracted either way. 4/10

Thank you for joining me on this cross-country edition of Tea Time with Hawk. Please respond with any reactions, corrections, addendums about any and all of the states mentioned. And thank you for taking part in this wholesome Clone Wars fandom discourse with me 🥰💕

DISCLAIMER: THESE RATINGS ARE ALL A JOKE PLEASE DO NOT ACTUALLY GET MAD ABOUT IT

[thebibliomancer]

Essential Avengers: Avengers #206: Fire in the Streets!

April, 1981

Fire in the streets? But what of the disco? What of the t-t-t-taco bellll?

This time: Human Torch guest stars. Everything is on fire.

Somehow?  It’s not Johnny Storm’s fault!

In fact, there’s another fire man setting on fire so logically we have Johnny Storm here to. Uh. Set things on fire more? Could... could we get a water person here instead? Is Crystal Inhumans doing anything? She’s basically the Avatar.

So who is Pyron the Thermal Man? And why is that name so fun to say? I can only answer one of these questions.

“This man is content. During hard times, he has found a good job at high pay. In the dead of night, he delivers destruction to his employer’s competitors. It is a job not without risks -- such as discovering he has been suddenly deemed expendable.

“This man is an industrial saboteur. In one last brilliant burst of awareness he realizes the peril he must have posed to his employers, and he understands why they chose to betray him. The dead, it is said, tell no tales to arson-investigating district attorneys.”

Man: “The thermite bomb has been preset to 12:10. BUT IT IS 12:10! GLEEARGHH!”

“As the fierce chemical inferno engulfs him, he swears that -- if he survives -- he will have his revenge.”

And then he explodes.

Later, at Avengers Mansion, Beast is getting his late night groove on listening to Chopin when to his absolute disgust, the music is interrupted for late-breaking news that absolutely everything is on fire.

Beast: “They interrupt a Chopin concert simulcast for this?! A news flash about some diddlysquat fire in New Jersey?!!”

But as the Human Torch is involved, Beast realizes that the situation is no ordinary one.

Y’know, I’m forever amazed that network news is a more reliable source of leads for the Avengers then their ties to the government or SHIELD or any crime computers or whatever.

Beast watches the news as Johnny attempts to fight fire with fire despite my mockery of the concept. As Beast muses, its theoretically sound similar to how oil-well fires are fought by using explosions to deprive the fire of oxygen. Johnny could briefly go nova to create a similar blast.

But oddly, the Human Torch’s fire seems to be siphoned away from him into the blaze, leaving him to retreat to collapse in the arms of firefighters.

And even more oddly, there appears to be a face formed of flames, “it’s jaws agape in an infernal laugh.”

Between the face and the fire draining the Torch, Beast decides this looks like a job... for the Avengers!

So the Avengers assemble... for tea, coffee, and donuts.

You try to fight weird fires on an empty stomach and uncaffeinated. You think you’re so cool over there saying you’d skip the donuts.

(I like Iron Man drinking a soda pop through a straw in his mouth slit.)

And then Beast puts the news of the New Jersey chemical fire on the Avengers’ weird four screened cube tv and tells them that he thinks the fire is alive!

Luckily backed up by Johnny Storm giving a timely interview when the Avengers start watching where he says its no natural fire. And also backed up the spooky face which everyone can see.

Cap decides that the Avengers should investigate this weird fire and Jarvis optimistically fetches a fire extinguisher saying he’s ready to do whatever he may to help.

I’m pretty sure they tell him its okay not to come though. I don’t think a fire extinguisher will help all that much.

But the thought definitely counts, Jarvis.

So the Avengers get into the Quinjet and fly across the Hudson into New Jersey, which must be an extremely short trip as the super jet flies.

From their overhead view of the fire, they realize that its heading right towards some storage tanks holding liquid natural gas. And if those ignite “the resultant explosion would surely rival the devastating destructive capacity of mankind’s most powerful nuclear weapons.”

And New Jersey is where Kamala Khan lives! Or will live!

So stakes are high. And possibly well done.

Captain America: “Let me get this straight, Iron Man. Are we talking about losing New Jersey if that fire’s not put out before it reaches those storage tanks?”

Iron Man: “Affirmative, Cap. In fact, the sheer heat of this inferno should have ignited the liquid natural gas already -- but the heat, like the fire itself, seems to be controlled... localized in the flaming factory areas, but not radiating outwards.”

Huh! I wonder if someone looked at the overhead picture of the fire and pointed out that heat goes beyond the bright part and Mantlo went ‘oh shit!’ and wrote in this exchange.

Alternatively, it could just be another weird aspect of these chemical fires and brief foreshadowing because the air around the Quinjet suddenly shoots up above 8500 degrees Fahrenheit.

The spike in heat knocks the Quinjet into a power dive with a dead stick and they’re going to crash for sure unless a guest star happens to save them.

Which is what happens. The Human Torch creates a column of hot air beneath the Quinjet, cushioning the fall. I dunno. Thermals. Lift. Something.

Look, his fire behaves only slightly more reasonably than that of the threat de jour!

The Avengers thank Johnny but Cap is curious. The news said that Johnny couldn’t flame on anymore. And Johnny clarifies that if he gets anywhere close to the inferno and he can’t, like it’s siphoning his flame powers away!

Which we already knew slash suspected.

Anyway, there were three Avengers flying outside the Quinjet. Iron Man, Vision, and Wonder Man.

Wonder Man just catches on fire.

Vision can go intangible and immune to the heat. Iron Man’s armor has cooling circuits that protect him. But Wonder Man, despite increased durability, apparently doesn’t have defense against fire.

So Iron Man tells him to fly up up and away from the fire.

Wonder Man: “No! I’m not turning chicken!”

Iron Man: “No one’s accusing you of cowardice -- but a dead Avenger’s no good to anyone, including himself! I said go, Simon! Now!”

And Iron Man repulsors Wonder Man which has the marvelous dual effect of extinguishing him and repulsing him away from danger.

Although Iron Man should think about stepping back from the blaze himself. Although his cooling circuits are working to compensate for the heat, he says he’s beginning to feel it.

Instead, he flies into the fire, hoping to discover the cause quickly. Vision heads in too. His intangibility means he’s safe to fly around in the fire but also restricts him from doing anything but observing.

Meanwhile, Wonder Man plummets out of the sky around where the other Avengers have parked their butts.

Some firemen try to catch him with a safety net. Beast tries to warn them its a waste of time but. Comedy, of sorts, ensues.

And it IS pretty funny.

After Wonder Man has plummeted through the net and cratered the ground:

Beast: “I told them trying to catch you was a waste of time, Wondy -- but they wouldn’t believe me.”

Wonder Man: “Thanks, Beast. You’re a true friend.”

When Iron Man and Vision don’t emerge from the fire, the Avengers make the decision to don asbestos suits and march into the fire to investigate for themselves.

Except for Wasp.

Wasp isn’t invited.

See, her only powers are shrinking and going pew pew and that’s not going to be helpful within an asbestos suit so she can’t come. I guess she’s considered just useless without her powers. Harsh.

And she’s not too happy about the snub but whatchoo gonna do?

Human Torch is like ‘same tho’ because he can’t go near the fire without having his powers sapped. But that doesn’t improve Wasp’s mood any.

The Avengers have a brief argument over whether being inside a hellish nightmarescape of fire is beautiful or not.

Jocasta and Captain America think it is. Incongruously so. But still.

Wanda disagrees.

Scarlet Witch: “It’s not beautiful -- it’s terribly, horribly, frighteningly unreal! Can my husband still be alive inside this living inferno?!”

And Jocasta answers ‘yeah he’s right over there’ because he’s right over there.

(Beast and Wonder Man do not express an opinion on the beauty or not of being inside a chemical fire)

Vision is perfectly fine because “the flames cannot destroy what they cannot touch.”

I don’t know anything about science. I was a liberal arts major. But. His intangibility works by going super diffuse, right? Just lowering his density to the point where he’s intangible? Why can’t a fire scatter his atoms? At this point they have the consistency of a mist.

Intangibility is weird. I guess its just a comic, I should really just relax.

So, yeah. Vision is fine. What about Iron Man? Vision says Iron Man went further into the fire and then had to take steps to insure his own survival. He offers to lead the others to Iron Man.

Iron Man is frozen in a big block of ice.

In the middle of a fire.

Its just a comic, I should really just relax.

Iron Man apparently managed to find the foe who created this fire but suffered defeat. The temperatures in the proximity of this foe were so severe that Iron Man’s cooling system apparently made the decision to drain his remaining power to freeze the suit.

So he’s stuck here.

And gosh, even if he is frozen in a block of ice, if it melts, he’s fucked. The suit is out of power. His cooling systems won’t be able to protect him after the last ditch effort they made.

Which is possibly why Vision makes the decision to remain as sentry over Iron Man. That and him not being able to do anything but watch in his intangible state and unable to increase his density without being destroyed.

But he does point the Avengers towards the foe Iron Man discovered.

And the Avengers find him, PYRON THE THERMAL MAN right at the liquid natural gas tanks. But still apparently holding the heat at bay to keep them from exploding... yet.

Pyron, the Thermal Man: “When I stopped Iron Man and the Vision in their tracks, I knew that the rest of the Avengers couldn’t be far behind! Come on, fools! I’m not afraid of you! I’m not afraid of nobody! Not anymore! AND PYRON WANTS AN AUDIENCE WHEN HE ACHIEVES HIS REVENGE!”

I guess unnamed arsonist now Pyron has had a long time while burning everything to think of a name but I still find it weird that this guy exploded, became a thermal man, started burning things, and at some point in the process of all that decided ‘y’know what, I need a kickass new name. If any superheroes ask who I am, I’m going to say ‘Pyron, the Thermal Man!’

I guess that’s the kind of thing you do if you’re a comic book character. But it feels weird for some reason.

Cap wonders aloud what Pyron is after by setting all these fires. Because as a comic book character, he has to say what he’s thinking out loud. Thought bubbles cost extra because of the waviness.

And since Cap did muse out loud, Pyron is happy to oblige him by monologuing because if there’s anything that comic book characters love more than saying their thoughts out loud, its doing it for an extended period of time with no interruptions.

That’s why they say ‘i can’t even hear myself think’ because thinking should be done verbally.

Pyron: “I already told you, Captain America -- I want revenge against the men who hired me to torch this chemical complex belonging to their competitors... and who then betrayed me!”

“They hoped I’d die in the thermal blast -- and, in a way, I did! But the chemicals reacted with the fire to give me new life -- as Pyron, the Thermal Man!”

“My erstwhile employers were the Liquigas Company, Captain America... and soon they’re going to see their profits go up in smoke!”

Captain America: “It’s hard to sympathize with a confessed arsonist, Pyron -- especially when his revenge endangers the entire state of New Jersey! TAKE HIM, AVENGERS!”

Captain America: ‘Cool motive, still murder’

But when Captain America throws his mighty shield, Pyron does not, in fact, yield! Doesn’t he know the song?? Instead he catches the shield and starts trying to melt it, just to see if he can.

Which is a bit of an error, maybe.

See, Beast says that Pyron is melting Cap’s shield. And that is what Pyron is explicitly trying to do. 

Beast: “Lieber gott, Wondy! Flameface is melting Cap’s shield!”

Wonder Man: “We can’t allow that, Beast! Captain America without his shield would be like Johnny Carson without Ed McMahon!”

Cap’s shield is supposed to be indestructible at this point. The narration even calls out that the shield is “impervious to the high temperatures within the factory” and Pyron says the shield is supposed to be “nearly indestructible.” And we don’t see the shield actually melt or be melted looking in future panels.

Apparently a lot of people wrote in about this and it had to be handwaved as ‘Beast was wrong.’

In fairness, it’s probably hard to see inside a fire. And he’s been a bit overexcited this whole story.

Melting or not, the idea that Pyron is trying to destroy an iconic thing like Cap’s shield gets Beast and Wonder Man to try to tackle Pyron. And even though the high-density asbestos suit can hold up to the high temperatures within the fire, Pyron is burning a lot hotter and he can burn through their suits.

So to save them, Jocasta OPTIC BLASTs through the face plate of her own suit, striking Pyron and actually hurting him.

But her proven effectiveness against hot guy is moot because she can’t stick around and keep doing it. With her face plate shattered, Jocasta is already starting to melt.

Wonder Man picks up Jocasta despite her protest and carries her away from the battle to save her becoming a puddle.

Wonder Man: “I know how you feel, ‘Casta. Less than an hour ago, Iron Man made me turn tail and run. I didn’t like it -- but now I see he was right. If I hadn’t gotten out then, I wouldn’t be alive to get you to safety now.”

And then the Avengers are down two more Avengers, leaving what Pyron calls the three weakest Avengers.

Pyron is a damn fool.

One of the three remaining is Scarlet Witch.

Aka, the Avenger’s win-button, some of the times.

And when Scarlet Witch casts her mighty hex, it leaves her foes quite perplexed. And also I wish it wasn’t called hex.

So with her mighty mutant-at-this-time-but-retroactively-will-not-be power, Wanda causes geysers of water to shoot up from the ground.

... I guess she made underground water mains burst? I’m hard pressed to think how else probability alteration would cause this.

Anyway, today is not Wanda’s day to be the win-button. And that’s fine. She’s very effective in aggregate.

Pyron sees her geysers of water and raises her SETTING THE WATER ON FIRE SOMEHOW

I’M EVEN MORE PERPLEXED WITH THIS THAN WHERE THE WATER CAME FROM

ALSO THE FLAMESPOUTS MOVE! THEY’VE CORNED THE AVENGERS

Meanwhile, Wonder Man and Jocasta leave the fire.

Wasp, who has been sitting on the sidelines the whole time, presumably tapping her foot impatiently and watching the page count, asks what the hell is going on.

Wonder Man recaps.

Wonder Man: “There’s a negative version of the Human Torch inside the factory complex, Wasp... setting everything on fire and then draining the flames to feed his own power. He plans to ignite those liquid natural gas tanks in his path.”

This is stuff we already know. I’m just enjoying the way that Wonder Man decided to say it. “Negative version of the Human Torch.” And the idea that he’s setting fires and then nomming the fires to get more powerful, I don’t think that’s based on anything. I think Wonder Man just said it. It’s something you COULD assume, based on what happened to Johnny. But she was there for that.

After his explanation though, a guy comes up and demands that the Avengers stop Pyron. Which, duh, don’t have to tell them twice. But also, new character, who dis?

Dis is the president of the Liquigas Company and whoops, you triggered more recapping.

Wonder Man recaps the other stuff, the stuff he heard from Pyron. The stuff that the villain was kind enough to rant about at length.

Wonder Man: “You can demand from now to doomsday, pal -- but all it’s gonna get you is a knuckle sandwich. Listen up, people. Pyron was an arsonist, in this man’s employ, sent out to torch the competition.”

“Only Mr. Clean here decided he didn’t want any embarrassing evidence surfacing after the fire, so he double-crossed his own hireling by presetting the timer on a thermite bomb.”

“What he didn’t count on was the thermite and the chemicals combining to transform his goon into a menace to half the population of New Jersey.”

That’s very thorough, Wonder Man.

Maybe too thorough! How did you know about presetting the timer? You could maybe deduce that from what Pyron said but he didn’t explicitly say it.

When did you become the world’s greatest detective, Simon Williams?!

Possibly this book needed another editing pass. It’s not objectionable but Pyron saying that he was an arsonist working for the Liquigas Company and that they tried to kill him off should be enough without getting into the specific specifics.

Anyway, based on Wonder Man’s accusation, the president is led away, presumably to be questioned.

Johnny decides that dammit, he’s a guest star, he’s gotta go out there and start performing but this isn’t his day in the spotlight either.

Y’see, during this nonsense, Wasp grabbed a foam capsule and an asbestos suit and ran into the fire.

The firefighters didn’t stop her presumably because she’s an Avenger and its just assumed that Avengers know what they’re doing? I don’t know!

Wasp runs through the fire, past Vision who urged her to turn back but couldn’t stop her what with the intangible thing, and keeps running to where the Avengers are pinned down by Pyron.

Cap tells Wasps to go away but Pyron says “the more the merrier!” He’s having a real good time on this vengeance thing, beating up superheroes who aren’t involved in the thing he wants vengeance for. He has perhaps suffered motive decay.

But Wasp says she has a way to defeat Pyron, hidden right in the palm of her hand.

And then she shrinks to wasp size, shreds the glove of the asbestos suit with her Wasp sting, and flies out of it carrying the foam capsule.

Wasp: “I’ve only got fractions of a second before my wings -- and the capsule I’m holding -- incinerate! But I’ve no choice! This was the only way to get them through the flames and close enough to Pyron to be of any use!”

And then she smashes the chemical foam capsule right in his dumb face.

Also, she thinks really fast! 

But to be fair, the fire wasn’t behaving like a normal fire. It was said that the liquid natural gas tanks should have ignited just from the heat of the fire and that’s before the fire engulfed them. Pyron was holding back the heat to prolong his vengeance. And since he was in a playful mood when Wasp shows up and surprised when a tiny woman flies up to him, you can argue that the environment was cool enough for Wasp to do what she needed to do before she caught on fire.

Also, it’s just a comic, I should really just relax.

Anyway, the chemical fire retardant foam apparently seeps into Pyron’s pores, completely extinguishing him and most of the fire in the area.

Even so, Wasp collapses from the unbearable heat. The others rush to her, congratulating her for beating Pyron.

Scarlet Witch: “It is truly ironic. He was felled by the smallest among us.”

What is this, War of the Worlds?

Don’t underestimate Wasp. Last issue and this show that growing small is actually very useful.

And since we’re out of pages, the wrap up happens in the very last two panels. Off-screen, Pyron/unnamed arsonist has said he’s going to testify against Liquigas.

And Wasp gets the last word, seemingly intentionally angling for an everybody laughing end.

Captain America: “What’s wrong, Wasp? You look troubled.”

Wasp: “It -- it’s the ‘heatburn’ I got attacking Pyron, Cap! How am I going to explain to Hank where I got a tan... in December?!”

That or some sad trombones.

Does... does a bad burn from being in a fire for fractions of a second resemble a tan??

Oh, whatever. She can be vain if she likes, this is her ‘I’m effectual!’ story.

Which I’m basing on a letters column letter, infrequently included in Marvel Unlimited comics but included this time.

There’s a letter from a fan saying “We feel that the Wasp has long been denied the chance to fulfill her true potential, as have Susan Richards, Sif, and Clea. We feel that she has been portrayed as lacking in intelligence and power for too long. We feel that she has been depicted as subordinate to the other Avengers in all respects. Thus we request, nay, demand, that she be given the chance to reach her true potential, that she be allowed to use her wits and strength, that she be put on an equal footing with the other Avengers.”

Which got the reply basically saying ‘okay how’s this?’ and promising that her character would be developing in interesting and unexpected ways in issues to come.

So this is definitely an issue that shows that Wasp is as good as the rest of the Avengers.

And as one? Uh. Its fine. Definitely squished her involvement to the very back half so if this was all she got, that wouldn’t be the best.

Although, the Marvel wiki having the note “For once, the Wasp saves the day and proves she's a competent hero” for the issue is very rude.

Putting aside the intended Wasp yay thing and this is a pretty good story. Or at least a very unique one. I don’t know many stories where the superheroes are put in such a hostile environment that hampers their abilities so much.

They have to spend the entire fight in fire-resistant suits and Jocasta can’t even use her lasers without putting herself in danger.

The Avengers have been to space and they’ve fought under the ocean and neither has felt as hazardous as this one-off issue.

The fire and shadows make for a very striking looking issue.

Weirdly it doesn’t seem like Pyron is ever used again. He gets this one story and an appearance in a Fantastic Four encyclopedia. Pyron would have made a decent Human Torch counter for the Frightful Four or something. But the one-off fillerish nature of this issue probably means that Pyron didn’t make much of an impact.

As a Human Torch guest star thing, its not too great. Its not quite ‘appears in one panel’ bad but I expect more if its going to be advertised on the cover. Geez.

But this issue is significant in one other way. This is the last issue Avengers issue collected in the last Essential Avengers trade. The very namesake of this liveblog.

From here on, I am in comics I haven’t already read. Untrod waters.

Should be fun.

Follow @essential-avengers. Or like or reblog or tell me I’m doing a good job. I think Wasp is neat.

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In honor of watching Z-o-m-b-i-e-s 2, I’m giving a bit of review of my favorite and not so favorite Disney Channel Musicals, because why not.

Please do note that these are sarcastic as heck and that I do actually enjoy these movies. For the most part, they’re popcorn movies and fun to watch.

High School Musical

With Four movies (and a sort of tv series), I think this is the most profitable saga in the whole channel.

The first one: Fun music, cliché as heck, and really dark when you start to think about it too much. I like the fact that Sharpay is not your typical villain, and Ashely Tisdale portrayal actually makes her more sympathetic than some of the “heroes”… yeah, I’m talking about Chad, who is a total douchebag, and Taylor, who is a complete tool.  

Sharpay (And Ryan’s) crimes? Talking with Mrs. Darbus about changing the date of the callbacks. They didn’t even lie to do this, they just outright said it was highly suspicious that someone who had never shown any interest was now all over it. Mrs. Darbus agreed.  She also “introduced” Gabriella to Taylor. Her only real dick move was talking down Kelsi.

Chad and Taylor? They lie and manipulate their supposed friends. Taylor even only became friends with Gabriella when she thought she could get something out of her.

Then the Decathlon team and the basketball team proceed to cheat on their respective competitions so Troy and Gabriella can show up to callbacks!

ANYWAY. I still know the songs by heart (And Sharpay’s and Ryan repertoire are the most awesome of them all)

The second one:  I loved it, but it really has a weird message… the first one is all “BE YOURSELF”, while this one is all “SUCCUMB TO PEER PRESSURE”. To recap: Troy is sure his parents can’t afford to get him into a good college, so he agrees to suck up to Sharpay and get a job at a resort where her parents are really powerful.  He even manages to get ALL of his friends jobs! (Except Kelsi and Gabriella, who already had jobs there. Sharpay even was the one who told Kelsi about the opening at the club). The first thing they do, literally not even five minutes into the job is to bitch and moan and complain about how hard it is.  Sharpay uses her influences to promote Troy and introduce him to a professional team who are sincerely impressed with this boy. How do his “friends” react? Of course they support him and are happy he will have this once in a lifetime opportunity!

Ha! Nope. They are jealous of him, especially Chad, and bitch and moan and guilt trip him until he falls to peer pressure and ditches every single advantage he got after Gabriella also dumps him for being sexually harassed by Sharpay.  (I’m exaggerating a bit, but seriously, poor Troy)

I also want to point out that for some reason people like to ship Ryan with Chad due to them sharing a song here and switching their hats shirt/jersey, despite Ryan being visibly scared of Chad on the first one, and they don’t even interacting once in the following.

Also I find it hilarious when Troy is jealous of Gabriella talking with Ryan.  

 The music is on par of the first one, and I know most of them by heart too! Again, Sharpay and Ryan’s numbers kick ass, even the weird HumuhumunukukuA’pua’a

The third one: Honestly my least favorite of the saga.  Gabriella dumps Troy for the third time, ghost him and decides that her future is more important (Y’know… the things she dumped Troy for in the second movie) and once again Troy has to fight tooth and nail to get together with her again. I bet Gabriella is dumping him again as you read this.

Some songs are good, but they’re honestly confusing, “I want it all” is a fantasy sequence the first time, but the second time is Ryan’s number in the Musical. “Who’s that girl” was about Kelsi in the rehearsals, but about Sharpay in the actual musical.

The movie do have it’s sweet moments, like Ryan and Kelsi bonding (Who totally are each other’s beards), Sharpay being outsmarted and then deciding to be the baddest bitch.  Chad and Taylor being practically background characters in this one…

Sharpay’s Fabulous Adventure: Awesome and well deserved spin off. Ashely Tisdaly performance as Sharpay is one of the things that really made High School Musical stand out. The music is good, the plot is okay-ish. I don’t remember much of the new characters, but Peyton was good for Sharpay’s character development, even if he is sort of a satellite character.

 Camp Rock

The music of both movies is very good, and the first one is okay, but coming right after High School Musical, it felt like a rip off. The music in both is awesome tho.

I barely remember the names of the characters, and the Alpha Bitch character is very… poorly thought off? She’s a mean bitch with some talent, but, like, everyone in that Camp is talented, and is pretty obvious that her mom doesn’t care about her that much, so why bother trying to suck up to her?

The Camp guide… counselor guy is also clearly biased favoring her, yet he knows what kind of a bitch she is, which makes absolute zero sense. Sure, she could complain to her mom about it, but Camp Rock is supposedly super exclusive and famous already. Her blaming the food fight on the protagonist and the other girl was somewhat believable due to how the question of who started it was asked, but her accusing protagonist girl of stealing a bracelet and then hiding it in an extremely obvious open to everyone place. It feels like he actually hates the protagonist.

The second one is even weirder. Camp Rock as THE most famous camp ever in the story of anything, and now we are supposed to believe is an underdog camp who struggles to get by. The antagonist of the previous movie, who was supposed to have learned her lesson switches to the new Camp Star, who is now the most awesome camp in the story of ever, despite being literally new and unknown. Also the protagonist somehow manages to bet the camp away, despite being in no way associated with the owner. And they don’t mentioning it in the original bet… And then they win not through talent and hard work, but for a technicality.

Yay?

 Teen Beach Movie

The first one is awesome and fun to watch. The fish out of water, and the culture whiplash is educative, progressive, and presented in a fun and relatable way (“Like Me”, about the different expectations boys and girls have in both eras) and “Can’t stop singing” is just hilarious. Garret Clayton is just hilarious as Tanner.

The second one has fun moments (“Twist your frown upside down”) but… well, I like it a lot less than the first one. They retcon and change lots of things established, or at least hinted in the first movie. The first one establishes the rules of the musical, and the characters go along with those, while the second one throws those rules and makes it a traditional musical, which makes no sense. The first movie heavily hints that Brady and Mack has been together for some time, and that they meet due to Brady working with Mack’s grandpa… in the second one the grandpa is nowhere to be seen, and now they meet on their own, they had been dating only for that summer and “Wet Side Story” is both their favorite movie, when in the first movie it was said to be Brady’s and Mack’s Grandpa’s favorite movie, and Mack barely knew about it. The first one also threats the main characters equally, while here, Tanner could disappear from the main plot and it would not make a difference.. The second movie is very feminist, which is not bad in itself, but also is very anti-male in the process, which… well, nope.  In the first movie they were both Tanner and Lela were portrayed as slightly ditzy, brainless beauties, but in this one,  Tanner is an outright dumbass, and Lela a freaking genius (Even understanding calculus on her first try).Brady also takes a level on jerkass and is dumber, while in the first one he was more capable and reliable.  And then the ends happens and the movie in universe goes from “Wet Side Story” to “Lela Queen of the Beach”, which sounds incredibly narcissistic and self-centered on Lela’s part… not to mention in the video we are shown Tanner is, again, portrayed as an idiot instead of Lela’s love interest.

Descendants

Do I think the premise is a cash grab? Abso-fucking-lutely? Do I still enjoy every bit of them? HELL YES.

They’re popcorn movies, the First one even has Kristin Chenoweth, which is always a good thing. There are horrifying implications like in Ever After High (Which I have no idea which was “first”, since EAH came first, but there were plans for this long before EAH came into being)

ANYWAY, the plot of the first one is solid, although I honestly think making them animated would have made them a lot more enjoyable. The characters are relatable and sympathetic, even if they’re trying to prove they’re “bad”, it all comes to them being super afraid of their parents. Audrey is a major asshole tho, I have no idea why many people “stan” her, when she’s a horrible person. Chad is also bad, but to be fair, his speech at Family day was only truths, he didn’t even had anything to say against Carlos. “You can do different than your parents” is always a good lesson. Even if that technically applies to Audrey being an evil bitch by choice too.

The second is a bit iffier, with Mal essentially succumbing to the pressure of essentially being seen as the Future Queen, when she has had barely any time to process being good. Also they gave Lonnie a huge role and that also was cool as hell (Even if stupid Hasbro didn’t make a doll of her). Her ship teasing with Jay I could do without. Jane/Carlos was adorable though.  I also hate Uma and how people compare her to Mal, especially Ben. Mal was afraid of Maleficent and wanted to prove herself worthy. Uma did all what she did for herself and herself alone. (This does change in the third movie, but still)

Third one felt rushed as hell. I liked the big reveal of Mal being Hades’ daughter, and I liked Hades. I didn’t liked how they replaced Freddie from the Wicked World shorts for Celia (They could have used the same character FFS!) I really liked Freddie character. She blended well with the other VKs, and somehow managed to become close (And I would dare to say BFF) with Jane… anyway, onto the movie. Audrey is a bitch, she’s completely evil and unrepentant, and the final solution is to break the barrier? … what… I would argue that getting the children should have been a priority and then slowly get the adults out. And the main 4 never encountered their parents again…

I dislike that Lonnie was not there in the third movie, but they compensated that with the bromance between Jay and Gil… like, if Lonnie needed to be out for that bromance to bloom, I’m ok with that. (Seriously, Ben and Mal end up practically engaged, Evie got proof that her thing with Doug was True Love, and Carlos has a budding romance with Jane, Uma/Harry is pretty much also a couple… Jay essentially ends up with Gil as his “pair the spares” partner. )  

Z-O-M-B-I-E-S

It was a good movie, even if the message is a little awkward if you try to apply to the real world. Not that “don’t be racist douchebag” is wrong, but when you portray your minority as a literal race of monsters that eat brains and need the other race to be able to function (The Z bands) yeah…

Anyway, the music is very cool (BAMM is totally my jam) and the Addison / Zed is not as jarring as other examples (They are a lot more healthy than Troy/Gabriela, for example)

I might be gay-biased, but while it is obvious that Bucky is jealous of Zed getting attention, at times he seems jealous of Addison being with Zed.

The make up and characterization of the zombies is also… well, bad. They look like discount Jokers. They could have done something really fun and give each character a different hair color, or at least different shades of green.

In the second… well, they handled “political issues” WAY better than Teen Beach Movie. They didn’t sacrifice characters for this, their attitudes do fit with what they did in the first one. It is a bit annoying that they undo the happy ending of the first one and that Bucky and the ‘Aceys are still racist assholes… actually, the aceys seem to be even MORE assholish than they were in the first movie. And that’s without saying they replaced one of them. Bree is has less screen time than in the first movie, but at least her shiptease with Bonzo did result in them being together (They’re cute!)  

I will also admit I kinda disliked this because the Toy Fair showed the toys and the main werewolf girl was basically a human Clawdeen Wolf (Literally… you can see some comparisons) but the actual character doesn’t look that much like Clawdeen, so no idea why they went that route for the doll.

Addison’s hair looks platinum blonde instead of the white it looked in the first movie. The make up of the zombies is just as bad as the first one. There are scenes in which Zed doesn’t look to have make up.

Addison is not a werewolf, but the prophecy about the “Great Alpha” only shows someone with long white hair… I don’t think it’s mentioned she is a werewolf… and Addison does fulfill said prophecy

There is a scene were Addison is interacting with the only important of the guy Werewolves, Wyatt, and Zed is watching them and gets very jealous… and I couldn’t help but be reminded of the HSM2 scene with Troy being jealous of Ryan… and then at the end Wyatt compliments Bonzo… so yeah.

I liked the werewolves more than the cheerleaders. Wyatt is totally my favorite, and I actually laughed when Zoey gave scritches to the other girl and she ended up enjoying it haha.

Also, Addison is totally and alien.

Or a fairy.

Honorably Mentions:

Lemonade Mouth. This is one of the most boring movies I have seen. I didn’t remember this one until I did a search for the DCOM movies in case I missed one and here it is.

Lizzie Maguire: Not a musical per se, but it did have music in it. Other than the male friend falling hard for the female friend, this is very enjoyable.

The Cheetah Girls. A shame that internal fighting left this saga kind of incomplete. They’re fun movies. Raven-Symone is an awesome singer and actress.

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In order of my enjoyment, I would say they are

1. High School Musical

2. Descendants

3. Teen Beach Movie

4. High School Musical 2

5. Sharpay’s Fabulous Adventure

6. Descendants 2

7. Z-O-M-B-I-E-S

8. High School Musical 3

9. Descendants 3

10. Camp Rock

11. Z-O-M-B-I-E-S 2

12.  Teen Beach Movie 2

13. Camp Rock 2

Like I said, they all have mostly awesome songs, and are good popcorn movies, so don’t try to look too deep into them.

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#PaintTheWallsRed #DSM #SPN #RP #ChapterFourteen

Written by @MidnightRiderDW & @julianryker

Dean: Dean is so damn lucky to have such an amazing man. This lady is the reason his friends are dead, his life is now in the shitter, and he could be heading for death row and yet here he is, still trying to help her

Dean has always been reckless but suicidal---ok, bad example but but the point here is that even though he's put his life on the line thousands of times to save an innocent person or even a not so innocent person there is absolutely nothing that can save her now. He looks at her

"Send your staff home, that hellhound will tear them into the same shreds it did those others, they don't deserve that. Hold on, Babe."

Dean walks over and picks up Julian's registered gun replacing it with his since it can't be traced

"Like he just said, you seen what that thing can do, take Julian's way out. Julian, we need to go." ::::::::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian watched, he wanted to save her so damn bad. Judging wasn’t his job. At some point he’d stopped caring what happened to him. He followed Dean out feeling numb.- What now? :::::::::::: Dean: "Now you need to know that if I could have saved her, or had even a snowballs chance in hell of saving her I would have in a heartbeat but she couldn't be saved and don't forget, she brought this on herself. I don't wanna sound like a dick, but its true. Here."

Dean hands him back his gun pushing the down button to the elevator

"Now we go establish that alibi for you and get your name cleared." ::::::::::::::: Julian: -Listening Julian didn’t feel any better about things. Securing his backup weapon he stood back up and leaned against the elevator wall.- :::::::::: Dean: "Julian, as much as this sucks, and as much as I wish there was something we could do to help her we can't but we can help you. Now, i'm hoping one day you make an honest man of me but you can't do that in prison, can you?" :::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian looked over at him and pushed off the wall of the elevator and leaned down kissing Dean’s lips.- :::::::::::::: Dean: Dean cups Julian's cheek returning his kiss. :::::::::::: Julian: -For Julian it was like a wildfire being lit. Reluctantly he pulled back as the doors opened to a group of people standing there waiting to use it.- ::::::::::::::: Dean: Deans soft main turns into an annoying groan when he hears the elevator ding and the doors open. Hearing a nun clear her throat Dean says loudly as they pass by her

"We should've pulled the emergency button and had sex."

He wiggles his brows at the nun. ::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian shook his head, stepping aside for the woman of the cloth and bowing his head in respect follows Dean out.- :::::::::::: Dean: Dean grins when they pass the nun he pulls Julian close as they walk out to the Impala trying to think of something...anything, to help his man feel better. :::::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian slips an arm around Dean.- I feel like the biggest asshole alive. :::::::::::::: Dean: "I know you do, Baby, I've been there so many times but we have a number one rule in hunting, 'Ya can't save anyone' and it sucks but you need to move on from it or it will eat ya up inside." ::::::::::::::: Julian: I get it, but I don’t have to like it. What now? :::::::::::::::: Dean: "Yeah I get that. Let's go grab breakfast. We need a place that you're sure has surveillance so we can get these charges dropped." ::::::::::::::: Julian: Alright. -Get's into the Impala and closes the door. Deep in thought, his elbow propped on the window ledge stroking his jaw with thumb. Something he did when he was upset.- :::::::::::: Dean: Dean hates seeing Julian like this, sad thing is like he just told him, he's used to it, it's part of the job but even so, he feels like crap too he's just learned to push it back like he does with everything

"How about Dante's? You need something to eat." :::::::::::::::::: Julian: Sounds good. -Looks over at Dean.- Thank you for everything. I'm glad you're here, war I know, monsters not so much. ::::::::::::: Dean: Dean glances over at Julian and winks at him before looking back at the road

"I plan on being around awhile, so you best get used to me being a pain in your ass. Sometimes i think their the same things. :::::::::::::: Julian: Maybe but at least in war someone was calling the shots and there was some damn reason for it. This is like something cosmic, feels way to damn big for some guy from Jersey taking on. ::::::::::::::: Dean: "Believe me, sometimes even for someone who's done this his entire life like i have, it's seems to damn big." :::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian reaches over and caressed his thigh, trying to give him comfort and let him know he had him at his side.- :::::::::::: Dean: Switching hands Dean lowers his other hand off the wheel and places it on top of Julian's giving it a light squeeze. His entire life all he's ever done is lose everyone he has ever cared about. Most see him as a tough hard ass who doesn't care about anything or anyone but aside from himself except for his brother. That he doesn't sweat the tragedies of his life, or just leaves behind the battles and the innocent lives he couldn't save or from keeping loved ones from seeing those lives that were lost but he can see in so many ways that Julian does. :::::::::::::::: Julian: -His large hand squeezes Dean’s thigh, his hand emitting warmth that Julian soaked up. Thoughts getting sidetracked as images of Dean laying naked beneath him replaced the guilt and grief he felt.- :::::::::::::::: Dean: "So, i have a question for ya. Does your beach house have security camera's that lead back to like your headquarters or some other place that the police can check? Not just something that is recorded at the beach house by you?"

It may be hard to understand this for a lot of people but feeling Julian's large hand squeezing his thigh like he is has Dean's heart speeding up big time. He never dreamed someone could have this kind of effect on him, but this man certainly does. ::::::::::::::: Julian: Yes but it’s kept confidential... they can be turned off why? :::::::::::: Dean: "Well, I was thinking two reasons. One, it can show that you have been there for the last 2 hellhound kills. I didn't wanna tell you this but it's starting to look like i don't have much of a choice. Even tho they'll see she commited suicide that doesn't mean they won't ask  her staff questions and find out you were there, right? Julian, there were 2 other kills committed this past week. Exactly like our hellhounds handy work but if those recordings are somewhere that's not in your position it will show us at your place when those other kills were made. Now, you wanna hear reason number two? ::::::::::::: Julian: -Heavy sigh, he was so overwhelmed he wasn’t think straight anymore.- Whats number two? ::::::::::::: Dean: "We have sex on the beach and i'm not talking about the drink. ::::::::::::::: Julian: What? -Looks over at Dean.- I don’t follow. ::::::::::::: Dean: Dean chuckles shaking his head

"We make love on the beach, Babe. Fuck, screw, do the dirty, whatever it is you wanna call it. ::::::::::::::: Julian: -Brow rose.- You think we should have public sex to give me an alibi? I’m not complaining but don’t the attacks happen at night? Who would be around to even witness it? ::::::::::::: Dean: Being a Fake FBI agent/Detective for the past 20 years actually had Dean so damn good at it he would actually make one hell of a real one

"Ok, look at it like this, witnesses at the time of the killings won't make any difference. If you can prove that you were at the beach house when those other two murders took place, you'll have not one but TWO solid alibi's, Babe. They will show you coming in, and never leaving. I notice you have hidden camera's hidden all over that beach house. The wild public sex is more for our own benefit or at least it is for mine."

Dean wasn't gonna say it, the fact that leaving that girl back there to blow her brains out knowing there's nothing he could do to help her was, as it always does, tearing him up inside. Dean's s'pose to always be tough, he doesn't even show his own brother that weakness. :::::::::::: Julian: I can see what you’re saying but Dean, your face will be on the surveillance and won’t that bring them down on you baby? Sure I’d like to be cleared but not at the cost of putting heat on you. I mean how does this not end up with you behind bars for helping me? ::::::::::::: Dean: Dean had already thought of that. It's not good, more than likely that's exactly what would happen. It was crystal clear right at this moment just how deeply his love runs for Julian

"Honestly, it doesn't. Believe me, i already thought of that and it's better for me to go to the big house and get out in a few years instead of you getting the needle. ::::::::::::::: Julian: That’s not an option. They’ll figure out it’s not me sooner or later. You’re not going to prison for me. I’m sure they’ve frozen my assets but I’ve got cash and passports... let’s just walk the fuck away and disappear. -Looks over at him completely serious.- ::::::::::::: Dean: Dean glances over at Julian but his grin quickly fades seeing the others serious expression. Glancing between him and the road Dean raises a brow

"You're fuckin serious aren't you? Where exactly are you talking about us going cuz I ain't leavin my baby behind. ::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian just looked out the window. Deep in thought.- :::::::::::::::: Dean: "Hello, earth to Julian? Ya gotta help me out here, babe. Not to mention if I do this, you're not 'letting' me do anything. It's my choice." ::::::::::::::: Julian: -Looks back at him.- It might be /your/ choice but I'm not fuckin' letting you go to prison for me. So you better get that shit out of your head. End of fucking story. -Jaw firm no way he was budging on this.- ::::::::::::::: Dean: Sighing Dean gives a slight shake of his head

"Fine, than I'll ask again, where exactly is it you plan to go? :::::::::::::: Julian: I don't know Dean, fair as I can get. This isn't your fight... I can't expect you to just take off with me. :::::::::::: Dean: "That's it..."

Midnight pulls over to the side of the road and cuts the engine turning to face Julian

"What am I, a ditchable prom date? One breath you're saying how much you supposedly love me and in the next you're just willing to set me aside? And here I've always thought You had the same motto as I do. When the going gets good it's great, when the going gets bad you fight tooth and nail to hang on to what you've got. Just so you know, at least for me, the only time in my entire life that the going has ever gotten great, is when I'm with you but Different strokes for different folks, right? Do you know I've never been in love before, not till you but it's whatever."

Turning back in his seat Midnight starts the Impala back up. :::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian reaches over and shuts the Impala off. Taking the keys from the ignition.- Don’t /ever/ assume you know what I’m thinking Dean. And don’t you ever fucking talk to me like that again. -Fingers catch his jaw and he gently makes him look at him.- You need to calm the fuck down. You going to listen to me? Or do I have to kick your bow legged ass her on the side of the road? ::::::::::: Dean: Midnight's eyes immediately look down at the ignition when Julian turns the car off, his eyes following Julian's hand quickly rolling his eyes

"I wasn't assuming anything...Ok, I kinda wasn't assuming anything."

The moment he was about to turn his head back so he was facing his eyes back on the rock covered shoulder of the road he feels Julian grab his jaw locking his fingers around it and turning his head so that he's looking into his dark brown eyes. Trying to pull away is a definite no go

In the weeks since they've reconnected Midnight has said a few times that his alpha role of always being the big man in charge with the 'Do as I say or else' attitude has met it's demise where Julian was concerned and all though Julian has never actually 'Put his foot down' this moment right here has Midnight 'knowing' this particular assumption was dead on target and proves to him that it's not just sex related

Without much choice...fine, without a choice whatsoever, he keeps his green hues locked on his brown hues seeing the seriousness in them. Raising his brows he licks his lips

"What? no, I mean no you don't have to kick my bow legged ass here on the side of the road and yes i'm listening. :::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian held his gaze as he mentally calmed himself down. Dean was high strung and seemed to get himself more upset before the facts were in.- Don’t question my love for you Dean when I’ve done nothing to indicate that I’d just /leave/ you. I think it’s best we go back to the beach house to discuss options but first I need you to take me to the First National Bank on El Cajon Blvd. Then, we need to go to the Greyhound Bus station just down the street from there. Make no mistake, I love you Dean and there’s no way in hell Im letting you go to prison for me. -Julian places the keys in Dean’s hand. His eyes had softened as he leaned in to kiss his temple.- Please trust me. :::::::::::: Dean: Julian is right, that's exactly how Dean gets. Not saying a word until Julian finishes what he has to say to him. When he's done Dean nods once he lets go of his jaw. Wrapping his fingers around the keys he looks down at the cool shiny medal that now lays in his hand

"I won't I know I shouldn't have."

Once Julian places the kiss to his temple Dean replaces the keys and starts her back up with another nod

"Alright bank and than Greyhound and just for the record..."

He pulls back onto the road

"I do trust you...completely. :::::::::::: Julian: Then try to relax while I figure out how to get us out of the country without being caught at the border. ::::::::::::::: Dean: Dean sighs but most definitely stays quite clicking the radio on keeping it low so that it's only loud enough to hear in dimly in the background. He glances over at Julian to see what it is he's doing, like he can hear him think or something

If anyone aside from Sam knows how much the Impala means to him, it's Julian since he knew his dad and knew Dean got it from him so it meant a lot to Dean that Julian was trying to come up with a plan so that he can keep her. ::::::::::::::: Julian: -As they arrived at the bank Julian got a spare duffle out of the backseat out and went inside. Showing his I’d the bank manager took him to the private security box room and he opened his. Unloading the passports, cash etc into the bag.- :::::::::::: Dean: Dean shuts off the car ducking his head down so that he could watch Julian walk into the bank. Once he disappears inside Dean rests his head back against the seat replaying the events that had just taken place about Julian scolding Dean about saying Julian didn't love him. :::::::::::::: Julian: -Coming back he put the duffle in the back seat and got into the passenger seat. Rubbing a key with his thumb lost in thought.- :::::::::::::: Dean: Dean looks in the backseat seeing the duffel had went from flat to full causing his brow to raise. Turning his head back he starts the car back up and pulls out to go to Greyhound down the street

"Wanna let me in on what's in that brain of your? :::::::::::::: Julian: I’m thinking Mexico Dean and I’m hoping we can get in without our a problem unless you have ideas? ::::::::::::::: Dean: "Mexico? Does that mean I need to learn spanish? ::::::::::::: Julian: Are you being serious right now? -Shakes head as they pulled up to the Greyhound station Julian got out and went in.- ::::::::::::: Dean: "What...?"

Before Dean could get another word out Julian was out of the car and closing the door making Dean scratch his head talking to himself

"What did I say...? ::::::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian got the a bag and briefcase from the locker rejoining Dean. Mind going over things in his head trying to make sure they had what they needed.- ::::::::::::::: Dean: Dean drums his fingers on the steering wheel waiting on Julian. His own mind racing with what he can do to keep his love out of prison. He knows the only way to do it is to show the real FBI those tapes to secure Julian's alibi. :::::::::::: Julian: We should just get across the border now. Before they figure out who they released me too. ::::::::::::: Dean: Before Julian comes out Dean sends the local police and the FBI a link to give them Julian's alibi. Just as Julian says that Dean starts up the car and a news cast comes over the radio with a broadcast talking about Dean Winchester now being on the FBI's most wanted list Dean looks over at Julian raising his brows

"Yeah, that might be a really good idea. ::::::::::::: Julian: Dammit. -Severely pissed off doesn’t say anything just hopes they can make it across the border.- :::::::::::: Dean: "Julian I need to go get my stuff from the beach house. I literally only have the clothes on my back and maybe a pair of dirty jeans and flannel in the trunk."

He looks over at Julian before pulling out of the greyhound station

"What did you get in there? ::::::::::::::: Julian: Money Dean. Get us across the border I will buy you more clothes. No doubt they’ll be there or very soon. ::::::::::::::: Dean: Dean sighs but he know Julian is right. He has his weapons bag, his cell and wallet, his baby, and the love of his life, he doesn't need anything else

"Silver lining is you're in the clear. Ok, Mexico border bound. :::::::::::::::: Julian: -Julian wanted to beat his ass, but it would have to wait. But make no mistake he was going to teach Dean a lesson very soon.- :::::::::::::::::: Dean: Dean glances over at Julian. It's clear by the look on his stern face that he knows exactly what Dean did without saying a single word.

Biting down on his lower lip Dean stays quiet. The most important thing to Dean is that Julian is safe and proven innocent but man he's in some serious hot water with Julian now. ::::::::::::::::::: Julian: -As they got to the Chula Vista border crossing Julian prayed it would be the routine no stopping going into Mexico deal as usual. His stomach in knots.- :::::::::::::::: Dean: Dean pulls up and sits in the line that leads across the Mexican border. He looks over at Julian

"Breath Babe, I've got this. We'll be fine. ::::::::::::::::: Julian: You better hope so because I’m going to beat your ass, you’ll be begging for police custody. :::::::::::::: Dean: Biting his lower lip again Dean moves up as the line starts to move

"Why are you gonna beat my again? I didn't put up a red flag saying come get me i'm a criminal or tell them i'm Dean Winchester."

He's trying to get himself into the clear without actually lying to Julian. ::::::::::::::::::: Julian: Just drive. -Breathing a sigh of relief we they were waved through.- Stay on this road there’s a gran plaza hotel on the left. ::::::::::::::: Dean: Dean closes his eyes and takes a deep breath once they are waved thru into Mexico. Him being in deep shit with Julian on the other hand, was something he wasn't looking forward to

He does as Julian instructs him and stays on the road until he sees the motel come into view.

[briteboy]

hi! your story seems very intriguing, so could you give a summary of what has happened so far? thanks if you can

OH wow no one’s ever asked me to do this before UMM lmao let’s see…so um there’s my 3 bbys, rooney, gianni and santi…they’re bffs and gianni and santi met in boarding school. gianni and rooney (girooni lmao) met in gianni’s hometown in italy. umm i’m continuing this under the cut because it’s A Lot

they were dating and santi was couch surfing and pretty much homeless but then the gang all lived together last summer (lol omg lookin at that post now and…who tf are those people wow) rooney’s family owns a bakery where santi worked and he met lou there (omfg he was so pale do not @ me) then santi moved out to the city and started hanging out with a kid named fiona who lived down the hall. SURPRISE lou is actually fiona’s mom and now she’s ur neighbor u idiot. (she had fiona when she was 18 btw) everything is hunky dory until WHO DAT (wow my very first light leak post #tbt) but forget about her because now it’s time for gianni’s birthday camping trip. gianni proposes to rooney ANNDD now we’re back with ratboy. 

lots of flirting ensues and then he makes new years plans with lou and fiona but forgets about them when his childhood bff avey decides to throw a party at santi’s apartment and then fiona reems him out. santi apologizes with the infamous message via pizza and everything is great again! except it’s not. santi gets emo and shows up at lou’s place at 2 am and starts the grand journey of spilling his guts to her. 

IT’S MOLLY TIME B*TCH

so um LMAO basically the reason santi is so fucked up is because of his ex gf but ~~~no one knows what happened to her~~~ (um there are some non-linear flashback posts concerning her that i sprinkle in sometimes for hints but…it’s hard to explain so rly you’ll just have to check out the story tag on ur own) 

anyway he had a girlfriend named molly when he was a teenager in new jersey *cue the front bottoms* she was dating one of his asshole friends at first tho and also her ugly stepdad beats her. one night santi and his bad boi squad (and molly) are hanging out at this abandoned house and molly’s ugly bf hits her and santi goes super saiyan on him but gets his ass kicked and accidentally sets fire to the house lol. molly kisses him before he gets sent off to boarding school (wow full circle lmao) and that’s the story of how they got together. 

MEANWHILE IN THE PRESENT IT’S FUCKBOY SANTI TIME because it’s always fun reliving ur past and spiraling into depression amirite? (omfg i’m now realizing i didn’t tag like any of this part in his story oOPS) OH YEAH AND ROONEY IS PREGNANT NOW lol. and also her dad, who was adopted, found out who his birth parents are so there begins their lil story eheheh.

after a lot of idiocy from our boy rodrigo, fiona kidnaps him and then lou tells his ass because his ass needs to be told. santi finally stops trying to hide from her and begins to tell her his past and then he starts gettin bold and makin moves except he’s still scared of intimacy because of his emo boi problems so finally lou gets fed up with his shit and in comes the return of message via pizza which santi is offended by and she tells his ass again and then gives him a history lesson and he kisses her fcking FINALLY and here we are now in the “chapter” when shit hits the fan aka the wedding finally happens and………………… we find out what happened to molly um 

i’m really not ready for it lmao

[vjonny2x4v]

i'm telling you to answer all 92 as well bc you called me a loser except not really but sure why not go with that.

daintiests

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged? - She has like 0 eyebrows but she still cute as fuck so yeah I’d probably do it *wink*
2. You talked to an ex today, correct? - Nope, haven’t talked to any ex in years.
3. Have you taken someones virginity? - yes
4. Is trust a big issue for you? - I tend to trust the wrong people


5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently? - I don’t really like anyone sooo
6. What are you excited for? - To not have to work monday, praise Cthulhu 


7. What happened tonight? - My roommate abducted a small ground hog and put it in his cargo shorts pocket and it just kinda chilled there for awhile


8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted? - I mean, as long as your aren’t acting all Jersey shore trashy we good


9. Is confidence cute? - Confidence is absolutely cute
10. What is the last beverage you had? -Mountain Dew Spiked Raspberry lemonade . Its like crack but better


11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust? - All of them because I am a fool
12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans? - I mean they aren’t meant to be skinny jeans but they are skinny jeans.
13. What are you gonna do Saturday night? - it is saturday night. lmao.
14. What are you going to spend money on next? - I just spend 100 on a movie alcohol, a controller charger pack, and toys.


15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed? - nah she ghosted my candy ass
16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months? - I am different as the seconds go by 


17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? - Felix the cat
18. The last time you felt broken? - Earlier today listening to sad music infront of a bonfire 
19. Have you had sex today? - no
20. Are you starting to realize anything? - 
21. Are you in a good mood? - kinda no kinda eh and waiting for the benadryl to hit.
22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks? - maybe the team members from the San Jose Sharks NHL team but otherwise no 
23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s? -  
24. What do you want right this second? - To stop losing


25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy? - I don’t love or like anyone tho :(
26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color? - The sides are but the top is bleached
27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? - Absolutely not
28. What was the last thing that made you laugh? - My video game puns. Balancing the scales of war into our favor! (my sniper reticle was a judicial scale)


29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now? - More than I would like to
30. Does everyone deserve a second chance? - Not everyone
31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to? - No sammy is good boy
32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do? - Can we stop asking about shit like this jesus fuck


33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda? - Soda is life
34. Listening to? Gunshuts
35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore? - nope, pen or die bitch
36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is? - Of in the nether
37. Do you believe in love at first sight? - Nope, thats lust
38. Who did you last call? - who knows man, i don’t call people
39. Who was the last person you danced with? - myself 
40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? - she was a cutie


41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? - I ate a mini cupcake from little debbies
42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today? - Haven’t seen either parent in like 3 weeks
43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?
 -who hasnt”

44. Do you tan in the nude? - I am pale


45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss? - no.
46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? - I passed out on they ass
47. Who was the last person to call you? - Some stranger that i didnt answer


48. Do you sing in the shower? - In the the shower out of the shower popping while the shower heats up
49. Do you dance in the car? Kinda hard to dance while driving


50. Ever used a bow and arrow? - once or twice


51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? - Senior photos which never even got put in the yearbook :)


52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? - Oh most definitely but its what makes them great
53. Is Christmas stressful? - I am terrible with buying gifts so yes


54. Ever eat a pierogi? -oh my potato and cheese and onion please


55. Favorite type of fruit pie? - your mom
56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? - An astronaut now I just wanna be an asstronaut
57. Do you believe in ghosts? - Not really
58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? - way too damn often, but its probably just our reality merging with another reality and out doppleganger memory forming with ours
59. Take a vitamin daily? - Do energy drinks count?


60. Wear slippers? - few and far between.
61. Wear a bath robe? - nude
62. What do you wear to bed? - whatever the hell i want
63. First concert? - Bon Jovi
64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? - Wal-mart cause the ppl
65. Nike or Adidas? - Nikes
66. Cheetos Or Fritos? - cheetos
67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? - Nuts
68. Favorite Taylor Swift song? - THAT ONE WHERES ITS ALL NOW WE GOT BAD BLOOD YEAH WE GOT BAD BLOOD


69. Ever take dance lessons? - I took lessons to do the horizontal monster mash ha


70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? - Professionally loving me
71. Can you curl your tongue? -Barely


72. Ever won a spelling bee? - yeah
73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy? - nope


74. What is your favorite book? Zombie survival guide
75. Do you study better with or without music? - with
76. Regularly burn incense? - No but I thought about it


77. Ever been in love? - Id like to think so
78. Who would you like to see in concert? - seeing Say Anything would be nice seeing as how I miss them every time they come around
79. What was the last concert you saw? - 
80. Hot tea or cold tea? - no tea 
81. Tea or coffee? - death place


82. Favorite type of cookie? - chocolate chip


83. Can you swim well? - Like a merman
84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? Like a merman yes
85. Are you patient? - Much like my mother..no
86. DJ or band, at a wedding? - I mean if I had to choose I’d say band
87. Ever won a contest? - Nope, I am a loser


88. Ever have plastic surgery? - no but I need it


89. Which are better black or green olives? - neither
90. Opinions on sex before marriage? - Honestly believe that it’s something you should experience before marriage because sex can be important in a relationship and if you aren’t compatible sexually its gonna suck
91. Best room for a fireplace? - Every room
92. Do you want to get married? - Probably not, to much mess if things go wrong.

Asshat.