#he cut it off tho cause it was inconvenient with the kinds of stuff he wears esp his protective gear

[freakinator]

wemmbu sketch while i debate on if i should change his horn design or not

[normalcannibalism]

here is a funny little pl oc. uh. more info under cut about himm

basic stuff: he's a young teenager, probably 13? not super sure... he is a guy. he/him. he has albinism (i know his eye colour is unrealistic dw) and he's a bit (incredibly) rude (he's so mean) he's based off spring heeled jack, the old urban legend. he's basically trying to be the sequel lmao.

more detail stuff from here (sorry if any of it is difficult to understand, also it is possible it could change in the future)

he is from a small village which is incredibly superstitious to the point where it affects the everyday life very heavily, he is not superstitious at all though. he is VERY skeptical about everything. these superstitions also ended up affecting him very heavily cuz. he got abandoned by his parents cuz they were scared of him and he ended up being bullied very often by other kids. he's very bitter about all that.

he just had to raise himself, learn everything on his own including stuff about his albinism and how it will affect him, especially since he didn't have any shelter to go to. he never had any friends or anyone who would talk to him in a neutral way, they'd all just mock him or be terrified of him. so he doesn't know how to trust or be kind at all.

he does try to dress as formally as he can, though he's still a dirty ass teen who has no clue how to clean himself. (really wish i was able to show that better in his design but oh well) his clothes are just taken from the trash.

eventually he got really fed up and decided to get revenge on the people by taking full advantage of the village's superstition, by pretending to be an old urban legend - he wouldn't even do any real harm but they'd act like he did! so boom, he's spring heeled jack now and he goes and just. causes mild inconveniences for people and they're fucking shitting themselves. he got pretty athletic because of the entire, 'spring heeled' part. he only ever does it at night, so that it's dark and difficult to see anything. he avoids doing genuinely harmful stuff as much as possible but he'd probably fuck up once or twice because. he has a blow torch or something.. for the fire breathing.

he continues this for literal years and eventually someone in the village sends a letter to the great professor layton and blah blah. layton and luke would have an adventure, iunno where it'd take place in the. time line? is that the word..? anyways, layton would figure out that the scary spooky fucked up gentleman demon is just some kid who's upset and been heavily wronged. jackson would just end up living with layton, because even after the tragic backstory reveal the village would still be scared of him

then like. character arc stuff? iunno, im not that far yet with my thoughts. thanks for reading this tho, feel free to give me ideas if you'd like or whatever. also the name of the game (or ig just his story) would be 'professor layton and the returning legend'

ok bye

[fantastic-bby]

SKZ as animal hybrid boyfriends

Pairing: Reader x Members

Word count: 2.9k

Genre: Fluff | Headcanon | Animal Hybrid/Shifter AU | Boyfriend AU

Warnings: Very brief mention of spiders

Masterlist

Chan

A husky hybrid

Has the CUTEST pair of gray and white ears that stick out of the top of his head

Also has the most gorgeous pair of pale blue eyes that glow in the dark

He has a fluffy white tail that wags like crazy whenever he’s excited because he doesn’t know how to stop it from showing

He’s also the sweetest boyfriend in. The. WORLD!

Always asks how you’re doing

Makes sure your not missing any meals and that you’re always hydrated

Every morning, he wakes you up with cute good morning texts and he always tries to send you good night texts sometimes forgets because he gets so caught up in work

He makes up for it tho

Sends flowers to your place whenever he forgets uwu

Chan’s the perfect boyfriend

The only problem is that you’re allergic to dogs

He didn’t realise why you always seemed to sneezy and stuffy whenever you would come over to his place

Until you told him

And his reaction makes you feel like you just told him the most horrific thing in the world

To him it is!!!!

Because he’s the reason that you’ve been having allergic reactions around him!!

He starts vacuuming his place more often to keep any fur away and makes sure to keep the area super clean so that you’re clear from anything that could cause a reaction

He also starts lint rolling and vacuuming his clothes before giving them to you so that you don’t take any of his fur home unless you ask him to leave his fur

Chan gets confused whenever you tell him that you don’t want him to vacuum or wash his hoodies before giving them to you

But you like them because every time you see the strands of gray and white fur sticking out of his hoodie, it reminds you of him

So instead,

Chan starts buying a crap ton of allergy meds

Puts them in every corner of his house

In the bathroom

The kitchen

The living room

The bedroom

Literally everywhere just in case you get a super bad reaction

That way he’s always prepared for anything

Minho

A maine coon hybrid

The most luscious fur ever known to man

His cat ears are so fluffy and always well groomed

He has this beautiful fluffy orange tail that he’s gotten pretty good at hiding his feelings with

Usually a hybrid’s animal features would probably give away their emotions, but Minho learned to control his ears and tails really well

It’s just that his ears are really sensitive and they flick around every few seconds whenever he’s in a crowded place

He has a pair of yellow eyes that are constantly in the shape of slits simply because he wants to intimidate everyone around him

Also always has his claws out because they intimidate strangers

Wouldn’t tell anyone, but Minho lets his pupils dilate when he’s alone with you (´∀｀)♡

He also likes to tease you a lot but you know he’s just joking because if he was serious, his tail wouldn’t be so related

You try not to tell him because then he’ll start working harder to hide his tail swishes

Is the most precious yet teasing boyfriend out there

He’ll make a joke about you eating a lot of ice cream whenever you’re sad, but he’ll always have your favourite ice cream in the freezer

If you complain about some kind of muscle pain, Min would call you weak but then also come home with muscle relief patches that he’ll stick to you himself

Minho likes to shift into cat form if you’re stressed because then it means that he wouldn’t really disturb you a lot

His footsteps are way quieter when he’s in cat form as compared to human form

So if you’re stressed or tired and you ask him to give you time

Minho would shift and hide in one of the cat towers he bought for himself until he hears you coming out of the bedroom

The moment he hears the sound of the bedroom door opening, he’ll lift his head and peek out from the top

If you sit on the floor right in front of the tower, Minho will scurry off of the tower to sit in your lap to

But if you don’t even look at the tower and you instead go to the kitchen, he’ll wait a bit longer to give you more time

Changbin

Yk I wanna say he’d be some cursed Dwaekki hybrid the skzoo dwaekki haunts me in my sleep

But I genuinely feel like he’d be something really threatening like a wild animal

So if Chan’s a husky and Minho’s a maine coon

I’m gonna throw Changbin in as a grizzly bear because he’s a tank of a man and I love him for that

His ears are dark brown and rounded, poking out from the top of his head

His eyes are super dark brown and sometimes you can’t even tell if you’re able to see the white in his eyes bcs his pupils are just that big

His hands have these huge black claws that could claw someone apart if he wanted to

Also has a cute brown tail that he often hides underneath his clothes because it’s small enough for him to sit on

He gives THE BEST CUDDLESSSS!!!!!

Sometimes shifts into bear form just to cuddle you because it’s cold and relying on the heater might make it too warm

So Binnie likes to use his own fur to warm you up if he notices you shivering

Also would not hesitate to bear his teeth at anyone who tries to hurt you

Changbin doesn’t really tell anyone this

But one of his proudest bear traits is his ability to vocalise like a bear

Which means that whenever he feels the need to protect you or whoever’s around him

He will growl like a bear

And it’s terrifying

You didn’t even know that Changbin could roar until one night when a stranger wouldn't take your ‘no’ as an answer and your boyfriend almost lost his mind

He pulled you behind him and grabbed the collar of their shirt and just roared at them

The stranger being a hybrid of a smaller bear species immediately scrambled off

But Changbin also immediately switches back into sweet, cuddly boyfriend the moment he turns back to you <3

Hyunjin

A sphynx hybrid

Very dramatic

Very loud

He has pink cat ears sticking out of the top of his head with a little black splotch on his left ear

He also has this naked pink tail that sticks out from underneath his shirt

Every minor inconvenience and Hyunjin’s meowing and whining to you about it and you think it’s funny every time he does

Like the time he misplaced his sock and was crying all over your shared home looking for it until he found it underneath the bed

His claws are retractable, so he usually hides them because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone on accident unlike Minho

He’s VERY cuddly both in human form and cat form

Hyunjin likes to do the ‘kneading the dough’ thing whenever you’re cuddling

And ends up leaving holes in your clothes because his claws would accidentally grab onto the fabric

Would also feel really bad afterwards because now he’s ruined your shirt

You reassure him that it’s fine

But Hyunjin’s dramatic also kinda wants an excuse to go shopping with you

So he cries about it and it leads to him dragging you to the mall so that he can buy you a new one

Ends up getting distracted at a cat cafe because he’s made conversation with one of the cats there

And he’s basically talking to them like he’s a middle aged wine mom talking about their weird husbands

You have to remind him what the goal is

But he’s so immersed in the conversation with the orange tabby that you can only watch in amusement

Hyunjin’s talking to it in English while the cat nods with it’s tail swishing every time he asks it a question, mewling every once in a while as a response

You watch with a smile on your face, chin resting against the palm of your hand as you listen

You can only gather that Hyunjin’s telling the cat about why you’re at the mall

And the cat turns to you with a bored expression on its face before meowing

“She says good luck on finding a new shirt”

You nod and reach out to pet the cat’s head as thanks

You and Hyunjin leave after a while

And soon, the trip to get one shirt turns into a shared shopping spree

Jisung

Kinda obvious but he’s a squirrel hybrid

He has a pair of rounded, light brown ears on the top of his head

A bushy light brown tail that bumps into everything whenever he’s in cramped spaces

And the CUTEST pair of brown eyes EVERRRRR

His squirrel trait is where he gets the habit of stuffing food into his cheeks whenever he eats

Ji’s really good at climbing

So he has this long ass piece of wood that he keeps in the living room of his home so that he can still climb something in squirrel form if he can’t go outside

He also has tiny black claws that he uses mainly for practicality when he's in human form

So stuff like cutting into plastic, through strings and to open mail

He just slides his finger across the top of the envelope and boom

Jisung’s quite clumsy

It doesn’t help that he has this huge, bushy tail behind him

He bumps you with it a lot and he’s always so apologetic over it

But it’s fine because it’s his tail and it’s soft and cute and it’s part of Jisung UwU

There were a couple of times where you would wake up and his tail would be tickling your sides

So you’d wake up giggling

And it would wake him up too

He’d turn around and immediately wrap his arms around your waist to cuddle into you

You love playing with his ears

Jisung’s really responsive whenever you pet his squirrel features

So if you touch his tail in public

He’s jolting forward like AHHH

And you like to gently rub his ears whenever you’re cuddling

Jisung usually ends up cuddling into you more because he really likes it whenever you play with his ears

He has a habit of making those squirrel squeaks whenever he’s uncomfortable

So in public, if he feels like he’s overwhelmed or wants to leave

He’ll cling onto your arm and start squeaking softly so that only you’re able to hear

And it’s an easy way for you to know that he wants to leave without him actually telling you

Felix

Horned owl hybrid

He has two sets of white and brown feathers that poke out from the top of his head and curls to the back

He does, however, have talons at his fingertips that he doesn’t really like because it gets caught on a lot of things

Has feathers running down his arms, but can’t actually fly in human form

His eyes are this beautiful amber colour

He also has a lot of hanging stuff in his house that he likes to fly back and forth to whenever he shifts into owl form

Absolutely loves doing the head spinning trick because you freaked out the first time you saw him do it as a human

Felix also has really light footsteps

So sometimes you don’t even hear him coming into a room and suddenly he’s beside you

Which scares you sometimes

Overall, Felix is just unintentionally scary.

Buuuut

Because he has really good eyesight at night

And because he’s nocturnal

He sleeps in the day

Which means that all of his work is done at night while you’re asleep

His hearing is intense which means that he could hear the smallest pin dropping in the kitchen from the bedroom

So when he hears something strange coming from the kitchen

He’s immediately crawling out of bed and peeking out of the bedroom door

That’s when he sees a spider crawling out from behind the fridge

A huge spider

Now, Felix does NOT like spiders

But he knows that if you wake up in the middle of the night to get a drink, then you’re going to be freaked out by too

But he should be able to toss it out the window in owl form

So Felix pops open one of the windows and shifts

His silent flying and sharp night vision make it a quick mission that’s executed without much hassle

He manages to grab the spider with his talons and just tosses it straight out of the window

By the time Felix has returned to the bedroom

You’ve woken up because you realised he wasn’t beside you anymore

So he climbs back into bed and lets you hold onto him while you fall back asleep

Seungmin

Labrador hybrid

Has a pair of golden ears flopping over the top of his head

Also has a golden tail that he usually hides because if he gets over excited then it’ll wag all over the place and might bump into things

Is a relatively quiet person and is also a quiet dog

He doesn’t say or bark that much

But you’ve come to learn how to read his body language

Because his posture both in human form and dog form speak his thoughts

Like whenever he’s standing tall then you’ll figure that Minnie’s probably uncomfortable or feels threatened

As quiet as he is

He’s extremely attentive to your needs as well

Seungmin’s able to catch your body language way quicker than you are at reading his

Which means that the moment you look uncomfortable, he’s immediately moving to stand beside you with an arm wrapped around you

Think of it as that TikTok trend that’s like ‘using my scary dog privilege’

In this case

Seungmin’s more than happy to be the scary dog that lets you walk around alone

He’d bark and bite at anything or anyone who would try to hurt you

Even in human form, he’d growl as a warning to other animal hybrids that are around you

Whenever you’re out in public, Seungmin tries to stay by your side just in case anything happens

But when he has to part from you to talk to another group of your friends

He keeps you in his line of sight

He’d always angle himself in conversations so that the person he’s talking to has their back facing you so that he’s able to see you

And when a cat hybrid suddenly approaches you

Seungmin’s more on the attentive side but he hasn’t gone into protective mode because you don’t look uncomfortable

But then your frame starts to shrink

He immediately changes his posture

Which scares the people around him because suddenly, Seungmin looks so scary

He waits a moment longer and the moment you start looking around the room for him, he’s shoved his drink into the hands of Hyunjin so that he can make his way over to you

He slings his arm over your shoulder and glares at the cat hybrid who’s now extremely intimidated by the presence of the labrador hybrid

Seungmin leans close to the cat and growls at them until they run off

He stays with you for the rest of the night and the way he stays in protective mode makes you feel safe

Until you get home and Seungmin’s back to this ball of cuddle fluff that you absolutely love (｡♥‿♥｡)

Jeongin

Fennec fox hybrid

Has a big pair of white fluffy ears that poke out of his head

Has a fluffy white tail that blends into a more golden colour that’s long enough to poke out from underneath his shirt

He has super insane hearing

Even if he has headphones in, he can hear the outside world

Bodes well for him because whenever you walk into his apartment, he’ll walk out immediately to greet you

He never actually feels hot or warm because his body heat radiates off of his ears

Is always cold in human form

In fox form, his fur insulates his body instead so he doesn’t feel much of a difference

Has a habit of not drinking for hours because he can get stuck in his fox form

Also has a habit of chewing on your desk plants if he deems them edible

Unfortunately for you, that means you’ll come home to your beautiful plant babies half eaten and munched away because your fox boyfriend wanted a snack

To solve this problem, you filled the fridge with berries and vegetables for whenever he feels like snacking

But sometimes he goes overboard and he pretty much eats everything he can find when he forgets to eat for a while

He’s a fox hybrid that doesn’t know how to shift on command

Usually he has this big urge to shift but he’ll be stuck in one form for a while before being able to switch

He doesn’t know any other fox hybrids

So Jeongin has to learn to control his animalistic instincts with the help of you!

His human partner

Lucky for the both of you

You have a friend who’s a red fox hybrid

She’s not a fennec fox

But she still shares similar instincts to Jeongin because they’re both fox hybrids

So now Jeongin comes to you with the biggest smile on his face whenever he’s accomplished something, gushing about how Fox Noona taught him how to shift on command

He’ll show you

And you watch as he shifts into this tiny little fennec fox with a big smile on his snout (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

[dc41896]

Random Act of Kindness

Prompt: Florian’s nice gesture for his girl doesn’t end the way he expects

Pairing: Florian MunteanuxBlack Reader

Warnings: None all fluff 💕

“I’m sorry ma’am, but it looks like your doctor hasn’t made the request for the medication to get refilled yet. We’ll try to call them again tomorrow tho-,”

“But I need that medicine now! I only have 2 pills left!,” the irate customer interrupted clearly not grasping what you were trying to explain.

“I understand the inconvenience you’re having, but as I said there’s nothing we can really do-,”

“No you don’t understand! Where’s your manager?”

“He’s just gonna tell you the same thing I just said!,” you thought to yourself before mentally taking a breath.

“I’ll go get him for you just give me a moment.”

Making your way to the back of the pharmacy, you receive a knowing look from your boss as he shakes his head clearly hearing what happened.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of Mrs. Henry you take a break. You deserve it,” he smiles before retreating to the front counter. Although at times you hated your job, mostly when you had to deal with angry customers, having an amazing boss who was heaven sent made things go by a little easier.

Finally able to sit down and take a few breaths, a vibration from your front pocket removes you from your temporary meditative state.

👅Muscles💪🏼: Hey babes😘! How’s everything?

Y/N: Hey love🥰😘! And honestly terrible, I’ve had 2 customers so far yell at me today for stuff that I clearly can’t control 🙃

Y/N: Definitely ready to go home lol

👅Muscles💪🏼: Aw I’m sorry, need me to come by🤨?

Y/N: Lol no babe it’s ok, but I appreciate the offer tho☺️! How’s everything with you today?

👅Muscles💪🏼: You’re welcome, you know I’m always a call/text away if you need 😉 and it’s alright. Still in training

👅Muscles💪🏼: Speaking of, my breaks over and coach is giving me “the look” lol so I gotta go. See you tonight, love you😘😘!!

Y/N: Lol ok see you then and love you too🥰😘😘😘!!

———

After hours of standing on your feet and a couple more disgruntled citizens later, you were glad to see the 4 walls of your loft apartment. So happy that you didn’t even make it to the living room; instead, sliding down the door as soon as you closed it with a content sigh.

“I hope you’re not planning on staying there all night,” Florian laughed squatting down in front of you in his usual grey sweats and black tee.

“I mean I wasn’t but my feet hurt so bad I don’t think I can make it to the room,” you pout, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.

“I think I can help with that.”

Swiftly picking you up in his arms, he carries you upstairs to your bedroom before lightly tossing you on the bed and making you giggle.

“And for your Uber ride to the bedroom, that’ll be $40,” he jokes, taking off your sneakers and socks.

“Alright I’ll pay you back,” you laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck as you stood on your knees to kiss him.

“I know you had a rough day today, so you shower and get comfortable and meet me downstairs for your surprise.”

“Ohh surprise! Can I get a hint pretty please?”

“No you can’t, but you can see it as soon as you shower and get dressed,” he deeply chuckles, kissing your cheek as you poke your lip out not happy about having to wait to get your surprise.

Although you planned to shower quick so you could get to Florian and your surprise faster, your body had different plans once the hot water hit you. It seemed all the tension caused by the day started to melt away the longer you stood there letting droplets of water cascade down your body. And when the water hit your back?! That was another level of relaxation as the comfortable beating of the water felt like a mini massage, making you slowly breathe in and out.

Finally done with your shower, you walk downstairs in an old shirt of Florian’s and your pajama shorts to see your table nicely set, along with lit candles and flowers. Finishing his conversation with who you assumed was his parents, he places two plates down across from each other before extending his arms to show what he did.

“Surprise!”

“Aww babe, you made dinner?! And bought me flowers?,” you smile hugging him.

“Yea, I wanted to do something special for you not only because you had a bad day, but because I love you and hope you always know that.”

Standing on your tip toes, you wrap your arms around his waist as you kiss his lips. “Thank you babe, and trust me I know and I love my surprise and you so much!”

Pulling out your chair for you, you sit down peering into your steaming plate full of color from the different ingredients he used.

“It’s a traditional Romanian pasta dish with a side of mixed vegetables. Before you got home I FaceTimed mama to help me with it since we both know I’m not the best at cooking,” he explained with a smile. “Hopefully you like it!”

“I’m sure I will, it looks good and smells amazing!”

Taking a bite of the pasta, you let out a satisfied moan as you lightly nod your head giving him your seal of approval that it tasted good. Florian, meanwhile, quietly letting out a breath he was holding in, afraid that you wouldn’t like it or something worse happening.

Before you could take another bite, a sneeze creeps it’s way through your nose making you sniff before returning to your food. “Bless you, you’re not getting sick on me are you?”

“No I feel fine, it was just a lone one. Or possibly from the pepper,” you smile before continuing with dinner.

As you both ate, you talked about what happened today at the pharmacy and he told you about what the studio was making him do for his next role. You also asked him how mama and tata were doing, to which he answered they were fine and wanting the two of you to visit soon.

Both of you full from clearing your plates, and from also getting seconds, and in Florian’s case thirds, you got up to wash dishes thinking it’s only right since he did all the cooking and was probably tired. Turning the water off as soon as you cut it on, he lifts you up to place you on the counter next to him, apparently not letting you lift a finger today.

“I got this, you sit there and look pretty,” he winks scrubbing the first plate.

“But you cooked though and I know you’re tired from training earlier today, I can wash-,” you started before sneezing not once, but twice back to back.

“You sure you feel ok? You’ve sneezed a lot during dinner.”

“Yea I’m fine, if anything it might be allergies,” you sniff, well try to only to find that one nostril is blocked.

“What is going on with me?,” you thought pinching the bridge of your nose in hope of relief. Out the corner of your eye, you see the 3 vases filled with various flowers on the table.

“No no no!,” you spoke to yourself as you hopped off the counter, hoping what you were thinking wasn’t true.

“What? What’s wrong?!”

Searching through the flowers, you see the culprit for your sudden sneezing fit: purple aster. Although they were beautiful mixed in with bouquets, you were extremely sensitive to them and had been since you were little.

“It’s this purple aster. I’m allergic to it which is why I’ve been sneezing,” you answer, sneezing yet again.

“I’m so so sorry Y/N! Here let me get rid of them, you go lay down upstairs.” Not giving you a chance to respond, he leads you towards the stairs before returning back to the table to pick the aster out of one vase and search through the others just in case.

“It’s ok you didn’t kno-Flo! Put me down I’m ok!”

With you wiggling on his shoulder, he takes you upstairs, placing you on the bed yet again today.

“Please stay here so you don’t get worse or else I have no problem doing that again,” he jokingly warns before kissing your forehead and going back downstairs to finish cleaning up.

———

“Flo please don’t feel bad, I’ll be better tomorrow or the next day. This doesn’t last long,” you smile rubbing his stomach. After cleaning up the dishes, Florian joined you in bed, handing you a tissue whenever you needed as you snuggled into his side.

“I can’t help it though, if I knew you were allergic to those flowers I would’ve never bought them.”

“But you didn’t know, and it could always be worse! You could’ve given me peanuts-,”

“Wait you’re allergic to peanuts too?!,” he asks looking down at you worried.

“No! I’m not,” you answer laughing. Sitting up, you gently tilt his bearded chin so you could look into his eyes.

“I was just saying that things could’ve been worse so don’t beat yourself up about it. You didn’t know I was allergic to aster, but I’m not allergic to the other flowers you bought, which definitely made me feel better after a crappy day.”

“You sure? Seeing that now you can’t breathe?,” he asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes I’m sure,” you laugh snuggling up to him again before sneezing into your arm yet again. “And I’m also sure that I love everything you do for me no matter what the outcome is.”

“Aw thanks! I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Flo,” you yawn before closing your eyes. Although he already knew you loved him, hearing you say that made him smile to himself as some of the guilt from earlier began to disappear.

Another quick idea I had (plus my allergies have been killing me lol), so I hope you guys like it!🤓

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[tswiftcometovenezuela]

Dear Taylor, I'm writing to you again (knowing that you may not see this) my intention is putting this out cause I'm in a big need of an advice from someone like you. I have known this guy who I started college with (in the same career) almost 4 years ago and today we are still studying together, also we are doing the thesis/last work of the career together with another friend. Things are complicated, let me tell you my story: Last year on November, he confessed to me that he liked me in a different way, that he has been feeling that way for a long time and he wanted to know what I thought about it. If you don't know (I've never in my life) had someone like a boyfriend or something like that and for him to tell me that, after 10 months of being extremely sweet and kind and persuasive (and obvious about his feelings) it was a relieve he finally talked about it but also a stress cause that was the first time someone told me he liked me in my face. So whatever, after that we talked everyday, he was so kind and sweet, always telling me beautiful things. He was also the first one who told me he loved me, it made me feel so special and that he really cared, so I fell. I trusted him my fears, my issues, my love, everything. For him, I changed my pov about relationships because I wanted to be focused only on my career and then move out of the country but he got in the way, even tho I wasn't 100% sure of us, I gave him the benefit of the doubt. This year started and he was still sweet and amazing. The first four/five months of the year were a daydream, like, he was so supportive and loving but the problem started when I realize we never had a date, we never went out to the mall or watch movies or just walk (btw he lives in a city that's 45 minutes/1 hour away from the town i live in) and damn it's an inconvenient that makes it a bit hard going out with him, but whatever I believe in something and that is that if you love someone enough, you'll do whatever to see them. It's been 8 months since we started all and he hasn't even meet my hometown friends, or go to our first date, he hasn't even asked me to be his girlfriend but every time I asked him why took him so long or if that he really wanted me he seemed to really meant it when he told me that: -he was waiting to do something that was worth it- or -didn't have enough time cause he studies and works- -he didn't have enough money- and those are things I understand but at some point it was just so repetitive. It's been months of him changing his mood, being extremely weird with me and never told me the important stuff that he was going through. I had to ask him every time i felt him distant, I had to be the first to make something so I didn't feel so far from him, that situation made me so sad. I have felt disappointed, haunted by my thoughts and sadness. The anxiety and the tears these last 3 months have been a constant and I hate that. I know I'm experiencing this cause I fell, I fell in love; as hard it is to say it, I can accept it know. So after feeling he didn't care about our relationship or wasn't interested in us, I decided that I was going to write him a letter with all the things I wanted to talk about but couldn't say out loud. I gave him a book (I borrowed from him) with the letter in it last Monday and I saw him last Friday. He hasn't mention ANYTHING about it, it's been a week since I gave it to him so please tell me how to feel about this, his indifference is killing me. I can't say that I regret everything I did for him and for us. Honestly I still feel so connected to him. Before things got bad, I could talk to him after being like 5 months without any contact and feel like I have known him for 20 years. But his way of managing things is making me feel mad and disappointed. I'm still waiting for his answer. I ended things in that letter I told him I ended it for good and I wished him the best, I also told him I still loved him but I couldn't stay in a relationship where I didn't felt I had value and loved enough. @taylorswift lover came out the last day we talked, it's been two weeks since we last chatted. This magical album came out in the best moment. I can't relate to every emotion I felt since the very beginning of our relationship, from loving him and feeling it was everything I needed it or sing death by a thousand cuts and mean every word I sang (that song and Cornelia street are the ones who I felt more connected to) Thank you for releasing music who can hold me when I'm feeling lonely, even if I can't have you next to me, I know you are here in spirit. Your soul and love glows in every song off of lover. Thank you so so much cause it's 2019 and I can finally scream i can really relate to a heartbreak/love song from u lol. It's been a ride, I still cry about everything cause it's very recent, my birthday is in 5 days and I'm not even excited but I know I'll feel better day by day and it all be worth it. Ps: never doubt that there's a Venezuelan swiftie supporting you and believing in you. Te amo, Amor! @taylornation

[just-jordie-things]

We Had  A Deal - Peter Parker

word count: 6013 warnings: slight infinity wars spoilers, (no death spoilers tho)but i started it before the movie came out so the plot isn’t completely following that of the film’s.  you’ve been warned !!

You’d never seen such a gathering of people in one place before.  The crowd in the Avengers Facility main room a little overwhelming as you scanned the area.  

Star Lord, aka Peter Quill and his crew, the Guardians of the Galaxy.  The fact that they even existed, two aliens,a  raccoon, and a small tree-man, blew your mind, but there was no time to ask what space was like.  

Stephen Strange, who you had met earlier was here, drinking his tea and sitting on a small ottoman while everyone else was gathered standing around.  He seemed bored, and unamused by the large group of people.  He had his fingertips pressed to his temple, as if he had a headache from being there.  His large rectangular ring stood out on his fingers, but then again so did his cape and the rest of his ‘wizardly attire’ as Tony had put it to you.

Thor and Loki stood together near Dr Strange, Loki casting poisonous glances at a select few of people.  But mostly it was Stephen.  Thor on the other hand, looked incredibly amused by the crowd he was in.  His missing eye was unsettling, so you didn’t focus too much on the God.

You turned away, nearly running into somebody.

“Careful there” A thick Wakandan accent told you light heartedly, followed by a slight chuckled.

“Sorry King T’Challa”

“None of that, just T’Challa miss (y/n)” He told you with a kind smile.  You nodded in return, and made your way out of the common room, and into the kitchen where you were sure nobody else would be.

You were proven wrong when you saw Tony sitting there at the breakfast bar, a glass of whiskey in his hand and a half filled bottle on the counter in front of him.

“Hey kid, what’re you doing in here?” Stark asked you, and you reluctantly sat on the stool across from him.

“It’s loud, and I don’t feel like talking to people” You told him.  Tony chuckled, taking a sip out of his glass and shaking his head slightly.

“Same here.  Didn’t want to deal with all those nutcases” You laughed quietly, knowing he was pretty much right.  “You getting freaked out about this whole ordeal?”

“What? No, I don’t get freaked out about this shit anymore” You told him.  “I’ve been going through this course of… battling… with you guys since I was twelve, and quite frankly I’ve lost my sense of fear”

Tony laughed heartily, grinning as he swallowed down the rest of his whiskey.

“Figures.  But trust me, there’ll come a time when you think that there’s no way something can scare you like you’re six and there’s a monster under your bed.  But there will be, and you’ll be so goddamned terrified you’ll be shaking”

“You forget that I’ve cut men’s heads off and thrown them like a shot put ball”

“That would be what terrifies me” Tony replied, still chuckling.

“Mr Stark have you seen-”

You spun around instantly, Peter Parker standing in the doorway looking disheveled and tired.

“Oh you’re both in here!” Peter said, quickly making his way to sit with you and Tony.

“Hey Pete” You smiled sweetly at him as he took a seat next to you.  Tony let out a tired sigh, the boy in his presence already wearing him out.

“Two teenagers? Ditching an important get together? I’m so surprised” He muttered sarcastically.  You give him a playful mischievous smile before turning to Peter.

“Why’re you skipping? Figured you’d be in heaven with all those superheroes” You said, and Peter flustered slightly, his fingers linking together and fiddling awkwardly.

“Yeah uh… I don’t know it was crowded and they’re all adults and-”

“Lies.  Quill has the mental capacity of a ten year old, and his shirtless bald blue friend is no different” Tony cut in.  You shrugged a shoulder and nodded in agreement, having remembered him getting in a fight with the tree alien that couldn’t say more than three words.  “Peter, you’d get along with them well”

Peter looked offended at Stark’s words.  “Are you saying I’m a ten year old?”

“I’m saying your a kid”

“I’m a kid” You perked up, and Tony chuckled.

“Well surprise kiddo, you’re the most mature person in this room” He said while laughing.  Even Peter laughed a little bit, knowing that it was true.  It was quiet for a few moments, Tony pouring himself another glass, Peter still anxiously messing with his hands, and you were deep in thought.

All you could think about was how Thanos, this alien dictator of a sort, was preparing to destroy the world as you know it.  It’s not exactly the first time you’ve encountered something like this, after Loki and his army a few years ago, and then the events in Sokovia, as well as a few other minor inconveniences.  This was the life you were used to, a few years of peace and quiet at most, and then something or someone gets their hands on something they shouldn’t, and decides they want to take over the Earth.

And no, you weren’t as scared as you knew you should be.  Sure, there was the stress of having to train, and being in battle.  Which you seem to have done a thousand times before.  You knew that at any moment you could be killed, or someone else.  You knew deep down that this was bigger than anything you’ve ever faced before.  That people from all over the world, no, all over the universe were here to stop this catastrophe from taking place.  Nothing had ever been like this before.

You looked over at Peter, who was drumming his thumbs on his legs and staring at the table.  He was obviously also deep in concentration, and you wondered briefly if he was scared.

He seemed to have realized you were gazing at him, snapping out of his daze and looking up at you with an almost worried expression.

“Stark can we leave?” You asked Tony, who just nodded.

“Sure.  Be back before midnight, so we can talk about whatever those lunatics out there come up with for a plan”

“A plan of death” You muttered, sliding off the stool and already heading out of the room.  Peter scrambled after you, nearly tripping but balanced himself and stealthily walked after you.

“Where are we going?” He asked, and you shrugged, avoiding the common room, as the raccoon was now threatening to blow up the entire facility.  Peter was looking wildly into the room, desperate for some sort of explanation as to what was going on.  Where as you kept walking, without even casting a glance towards the room.

“Roof I guess, it’s too crazy in here” You said, slowing your pace so that Peter could fall into step with you.

“That’s kinda funny, cause I’ve seen what you do in the training room.  You had Barnes a little freaked out” Peter said.  “Hell I still get kinda freaked out”

You laughed softly and gave Peter a sweet smile that didn’t fit the memory in his mind.  You just seemed to radiate with sunshine and purity.

Yet, when you had a sword in your hands, you were the image of terror and destruction.  It was in your genes.  Implanted there.

“You know me better than that, Pete” You said, nudging his elbow with yours as you stuck your hands into your pockets.

“Can I ask you a question?” He spoke up as you opened the door to the stairwell that led to the roof.  You nodded your head at him while he let you up the steps ahead of him.  “Are you afraid?”

You didn’t answer right away, continuing up the steps in silence until you reached the second door that led right out onto the roof of the facility.  Opening it, you turned and held it for Peter.

“Yes” The simple word was small on your tongue, barely a whisper that he wouldn’t have heard if he hadn’t seen your lips move.  The two of you stood frozen for a few seconds, staring at one another.  “But I’m not scared to die”

“You aren’t?” He asked, surprised.  He thought death was something everyone feared.

“I’m scared that everyone else will, and that I’ll live and have to deal with it” You murmured, walking out along the rooftop to look out at the night.  It was beautiful, springtime in New York always was at nighttime.  Just cold enough to feel a chill, but warm enough that you didn’t need a jacket.  “I think that makes me a coward” You told him honestly, your back turned to him as you stared at the sky.

“You? A coward?” Peter chuckled at the idea.  “Never” You looked over your shoulder at him, and he walked over to stand with you and enjoy the view.  Except he wasn’t staring at the sky.

“Are you?” Your voice was soft as you spoke.  “Afraid?” You clarified.

“What? Pfft, no.  This is going to be easy” He said, and you looked up at him, quirking a suspicious eyebrow.  “Yeah, I’m terrified”

“Yeah?” A hopefulness sparked in you that you weren’t alone.

“Yeah, of course” He shrugged.  “A big purple alien is hoping to have a full blown genocide made out of earth.  I don’t want to die, I don’t want you- anyone else to die” He caught himself on his words, cheeks heating up as he began to stammer.  “I-I’ve never fought something that’s s-so insane! There are literally aliens inside right now”

“Nerd alert” You said, earning a shocked look from Peter that made your lips blossom into a smile.  He scoffed, acting as though he were offended.

“Oh like you aren’t secretly in love with Star Wars.  And I’ve seen you do chemistry! You closeted genius” You giggled, shaking your head at him.

“And what do you know about chemistry, Peter Parker?” You asked in a murmur, crossing your arms over your chest and turning to completely face him.  It dawned on the boy that you weren’t talking about the subject, and he visibly gulped.

“L-lot’s of stuff” He stuttered.  “Water’s the only substance that expands when it freezes, and-and ionic bonds are non-directional, and-” He stopped himself, having looked down to meet his eyes and his voice completely failed him.  His mind was screaming; when did this happen? When did she start looking at you like that?

“Pete I don’t care about Chem” You mumbled.  He hadn’t realized how close you were standing until your foot had bumped into his when you shuffled anxiously.  “Can we make a deal?”

“Yeah o-okay” He agreed, nodding his head and looking at you almost worriedly.

“I won’t die if you won’t” You said quickly and quietly.  His brows rose at your statement, and your eyes didn’t leave his once.  So many emotions displayed in them that he was sure you were scared that you were bound to die.

“Okay” He answered smoothly, nodding again and in a quick decision grabbed your hand in one of his.  “Alright, I can do that”

“Promise” You whispered.  Peter’s brows drew together as he nodded his head again.

“I promise” You squeezed his hand in response, tugging slightly, which he took as a prompt to hug you.  His arms winding around your shoulders as yours wrapped under his arms, your chin able to set on his shoulder as you stood on the tips of your toes.  You held onto him tightly, never having really hugged him before.

“Peter you’re- you’re like the only real person I have” You told him.  He didn’t want to let go of you, so he just rubbed your back as calmly as he could.

“It’s okay” He said softly.  “We’ll make it out of this”

“I know” Your voice cracked, and you pulled out of his hold reluctantly.  “I know I just, I need you to know is all” You shrugged a shoulder nonchalantly, trying to slip back into casual conversation.  “You have to live”

He still had that worried loving look on his face that made you want to burst into tears and throw your arms around him again, but you refrained from doing so.

“Okay” He replied simply.  You smiled tightly, taking his hand in yours again and looking back up at the sky.

“Can we just sit here and enjoy this for now?” You asked in a small voice that he never would have expected hearing from you.  But he nodded, and the both of you walked to the edge of the building to sit and stare at the stars.

He wondered if you were alright, deep down.  You always wore a brave face, ready to rip a man’s head from his body if you had to at any moment.  He knew you could knock someone out with one punch, snap someone’s spine with one kick spin, and split a body in half with the swing of your beloved sword.  But this? Hand holding, promise making, teary eyed girl was not something Peter was used to.  Seeing your soft side was completely new to him, and it made him happy to see you allowing your vulnerability.

He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, tugging you slightly closer to him, in which you laid your head against his shoulder and shut your eyes.

Neither of you moved or said anything, until Vision came looking for you both to go over the plan of attack.

And it was not a plan you were all that thrilled about.

Sat on the new and improved Quinjet, and sharpening your sword so it’d be sharp enough to shave a man’s face, you were trying your best to clear your mind.  Thor Bruce and Tony was standing by the cockpit where Steve was flying, Peter Quill arguing heatedly with the Iron Man about the ridiculousness of this plan.  Where as Stephen T’Challa and your Peter were going over the possibilities of actually winning this.

You looked over to Peter, decked out in his new metallic attire, without the mask on.

“There’s over fourteen million futures of how this could possibly go” Doctor Strange was speaking to the two of them.

“Great, how many do we win?” Peter asked.  You smiled slightly to yourself as you saw the joy begin to spread on his features.

“One” Stephen answered in monotone, instantly killing Peter’s mood.

“Oh” He responded quietly.

“We will just have to make the one count” T’Challa said, but the Spiderman was already walking away, coming to sit next to you.

“Only one chance, huh?” You mused, sheathing your sword and looking at the boy next to you.

“I guess so.  Makes it kind of hard to focus”

“Just clear your head.  Treat it like any inconvenience in Queens” You suggested.  “That’s what I do.  Try my best not to think about it”

“And that works?” Peter asked, surprised that it’s a tactic that could be all that easy.  How could you possibly clear your mind while on that battlefield?

“Usually, yeah” You shrugged.  “I just focus on what’s happening in front of me.  That’s the key, don’t get distracted by the others, because that’s how accidents happen” You told him.  He nodded, wondering if it’d work for him.  He wasn’t sure if he could do it.  Knowing that you were out there somewhere, in a life threatening situation like this, Peter didn’t think he’d be able to focus on any other thing.

“I guess I’ll try that then” He said almost weakly, to which he nodded and looked out the glass windows of the ship.

T’Challa turned curiously to the Doctor next to him, after having heard your conversation.

“What is their deal?” He asked curiously, and Stephen hummed in confusion.  “Their story” The king clarified.  “How long have they been in love with each other?”

“Oh” Strange’s brows rose as he realized what T’Challa meant.  “I’m not sure.  I just met them this morning.  But yeah, you can tell there’s definitely a passionate connection-”

“A passionate connection?” Thor’s booming voice practically silenced the whole aircraft, now holding everyone’s attention.  Including yours and Peter’s.  Stephen cursed, giving the God a blank look in order to silently get him to shut up.  It didn’t work.  “Where? Who’s in love? Do share wizard!”

Peter and you looked at each other in amusement, also wanting to know what was going on.

“What’s going on?” Tony demanded, stepping out of the cockpit to see what all the commotion was about.  “Thor why are you yelling it’s like five in the morning”

“Wizard here tells me that someone’s in love, I wanted to hear the story” THor shrugged innocently.

“Did you lose your fucking brain when you lost your hammer?” Rocket sneered, earning an elbowing from Peter Quill next to him.  “What?” The raccoon shrugged his shoulders and tried to hide his snicker.

“No, I’m just a sap for stories” Thor said.  “Mother used to tell me stories of her and father every night when I was a boy” He said with a big smile.  You laughed and shook your head at his antics, where as T’Challa and Strange gave him a weird look.

“What a weird man” Strange mumbled, walking away.  You looked at Peter as you smiled, causing the boy to smile back.

“I wonder who’s in love with each other” You hummed curiously, but not paying much mind to it.  Peter stared at you for a moment before forcing a chuckle.

“Probably Stephen and Tony” He replied awkwardly, making you giggle quietly.

“I’ve noticed that weird tension they have going on too” You told him.

Peter didn’t respond, just watched you as you double checked your getup to make sure you were ready, and shut your eyes for a moment, trying to get into concentration.

Peter liked the outfits you wore into battle, because you always looked like a total badass.  Black leather pants, tall black boots with a slight heel but not enough to make it difficult for you to fight.  And a dark green bodice that hugged your curves excellently.  Not that Peter noticed that sort of thing of course…

“You staring at me Parker?” He hadn’t realized you were looking at him until you spoke up, drawing his line of sight directly to your own.  You were quirking an eyebrow suggestively and there was a slight smirk tugging on your lips.  But he could tell you were blushing.

“Sorry, I zoned out” He mumbled a lame excuse and turned away from you.  But you kept your sight on him, curiously wondering why he was staring at you for so long.  Not wanting to embarrass the boy, you didn’t say any more on the subject.

“We’re landing folks” Steve announced, and you shot up from where you sat, walking to the window instantly, looking out at the new planet you’d landed in.

“Woah” You mumbled.  The whole place looked deserted, destroyed even.  You’d never left Earth before, but this was a whole other world and that was hard to grasp.  You were in another universe now.  And the possibility of dying here was very high.

“Hey, kiddo!” A voice called, and you turned to see Peter Quill, handing you what looked like an earpiece.

“Oh, I don’t like your music” You told him, awkwardly declining.

“No no, hey!” He sneered at you.  “My music taste is amazing you asshole” You shrugged a shoulder in response.  “It’s a mask” He told you, clipping it over your ear and pressing a button on the side of it.  Instantly, a mask generated over your face, looking somewhat like his did.  “You can’t breathe the air out there” He told you, and you smiled, thanking him as you pushed the button again, the mask going away again.

“Interesting…” You hummed.  “Thank you though” You added.  Quill nodded before walking off.  Peter looked at you with raised brows, a slight smile on his face as you wandered back near him.

“Look at you, space girl” He commented, standing to almost tower over you.  He turned your face to the side with his thumb gently pushing your jaw, and he pressed the button of you earpiece to see the mask cover your face again.  You giggled as you looked up at him through the lenses.  It was a technology that reminded you of the Iron Man suit, how the lenses cleared your vision, and gave you an analysis of the boy in front of you.  Peter Benjamin Parker written in front of you with a line pointed at Peter.  “What’s it like?” He asked you.

“Very cool.  I feel like the Spiderman now with this mask” He chuckled, pushing the button again to see your face.  He was smiling down at you, the pad of his thumb still awkwardly resting on your jawline.  But neither of you bothered to move.

Until there was an abrupt jolt of the entire ship, causing everyone to stumble.  Except for Vision, Wanda, and Stephen, who simply levitated rather than try to keep their balance.  Peter’s feet were firmly planted on the ground, damn Spiderman boots keeping in place.  Whereas you had stumbled slightly to keep yourself upright.  Peter’s hand grabbed your arm, stopping you from toppling over.

“Rogers what the hell was that?” You hollered angrily, but silently thanked Peter, patting your hand against his sweetly.

“I don’t know! I think we got hit with something!” Steve yelled back, and you realized then that he was struggling to keep control of the ship.

“Shit” You cursed, already trying to find your way out of this before you crashed and burned.

“The windows!” Bruce interjected, already racing towards the glass and hitting it wildly in hopes of it breaking.  Tony groaned with annoyance at Banner’s actions.

“Those are specially designed Banner, not even the Hulk could bust out of-”

He was cut off by Rocket locking and loading his blaster, and shooting a gaping a hole in the side of the jet.

“Holy shit!” Quill hollered, the loud sound of the engines failing and the air that gushed into and out of the opening almost deafening.  You turned your mask on again, trying to figure out when a good time to jump would be.  Stephen, Vision, and Wanda had simply flown out of the plane.  Starlord turning on his rockets and grabbing Groot and Rocket before zooming out.  Drax following, leaping out like a madman.  Tony’s suit assembled around him, and Cap grabbed his ankle as he flew out, easily carrying Steve out with him.

“You trust me?” Peter asked you, his own mask assembling together.  Perks of the new suit.

“With my life” You yelled over the loudness, staring up at him seriously.

“Good” Was all he said, before running and jumping out of the plane, his arm wrapping tightly around your torso as you free-falled through the air.  The Black Panther easily following after you, and the God of Thunder as well.

You couldn’t even find it in yourself to scream in absolute terror, your throat closing up on you as you shut your eyes and firmly planted your face in Peter’s chest, preparing for a rough landing.  But in no time you were swinging into the air, and realized that he’d shot out a web to bring you to the ground easier.

Your arms around his neck tightened, breathing heavy and ragged behind your new mask.

“It’s alright” He assured you, already nearing the ground.  “I’m not gonna let go” His voice was so soft you opened your eyes and looked at the masked boy.

You were so scared right now that you were going to lose him.

You landed and Peter set you on your feet in no time.  You felt light, like the gravitational pull here was off.

As soon as he’d set you down you jumped slightly, your body floating in the air before slowly coming back to the ground.

“Careful” Tony warned everyone.

“Gravity’s different here” Quill said, looking at whatever device was able to tell him that.  “Damn this planet is fucked up” He mumbled.

All was quiet as everyone scoped the area, before a loud booming sound caused you to fall to your knees and cover your ears.  Peter instantly going to you, the mechanic eyes of his mask wide to see you better.  His gloved hands covering yours as he spoke so quickly, asking what was wrong.  But all you could hear was a distant ringing noise.  You knew he was speaking to you, you knew he was trying to pull your hands from your ears, but you couldn’t move.

“There’s something wrong with-!” Peter’s cry to Tony halted when he saw what he could only assume was a portal, and out stepped the largest man he’d ever seen.  “(y/n)- (y/n)/n you gotta get up come on” He said as carefully as he could, his eyes never leaving the portal as he helped you up to your feet, his shaking hands gasping yours as he pulled them away from your head.

“I’m okay” You breathed out heavily, analyzing the scene in front of you for a battle strategy as quickly as you could.  Turning back to Peter you gave him a serious look, though he could barely see your eyes behind the lenses.  “Don’t get distracted” You told him.  “Remember our deal”

He nodded quickly in response, and just like that you were sprinting off after the rest of them, unsheathing your sword and swiftly leapt up into the air.  Using the new gravity defect to your advantage as you flew towards who you assumed was Thanos.

Starlord and Iron Man were currently blasting it, and with ease you swung your sword over your head before bringing it down towards him.  Just barely nicking his cheek before he uses the gauntlet stones to send you flying through the air and tumbling to the ground.

Stay focused, she’s alright, stay focused, she’s gonna be fine, don’t get distracted, it’ll get you killed, stay focused stay focused stay focused-

“Strange!” Peter called, finally grounding himself and figuring out a plan.  “Portal me over there!”

He ran through the ring that the Doctor had created, and when he leapt through it he was suddenly kicking Thanos right in the head.  He did it again, this time shooting a web in his face, and a third time, punching him across his large jaw.  Feeling empowered, he kept on going, coming out of nowhere and everywhere as Stephen Strange kept on creating portals.

“Enough!” Thanos roared, grabbing the boy right out of the air and shoving him to the ground with his massive hand keeping him there.

“Peter!” Your distant voice cried.  You stood up, hurling your sword perfectly and it flew through the air towards The monster holding him down.  Peter gasped for air, just as the weapon lodged into the alien’s abdomen.

The others took this moment of weakness to begun their brutal attack, claws swiping, tree limb winding, shield throwing, blaster shooting, and again web slinging as Peter was able to squirm out of Thanos’ grasp.  You thanked the heavens as you made your way back to the scene, desperate for your sword back.  Sure, you kept a small dagger on you for backup, but you only used it in emergencies.

“You’ll pay for that” Thanos growled towards you, yanking the blade out of himself.  It looked small in his hands, and just as you neared him, he snapped it in half.

You froze in your tracks, eyes widening as the broken weapon fell to the ground in two.  A useless piece of metal now.

“She’s gonna fucking kill you man” Stark snorted, pieces of his armor coming off and shooting him continuously.  You fell to the ground in front of the broken pieces.  That sword had been a part of you since you were young and it was handed to you by Natasha.  She’d always trained you and taken care of you , and when she handed you that blade at such a young age, it had meant everything to you.

And Thanos broke it like it was a mere toothpick.

You grimaced, standing up and yanking the smaller blade from where it was sheathed at your thigh.  He seemed distracted by all the blasts Tony was sending his way, and the spells that Strange kept throwing left and right.  Wanda trying her best to hold back his arms with her magic.

Again, you raced towards him, never having felt so angry.  A scream came past your lips as you catapulted towards him once more.

But Thanos had interpreted your move, and grabbed you right out of the air, just as your arm swung down, knife in hand.  The alien flung you up into the air like a baseball.  But you’d already done what you had to.

Looking back down at the ground as you flew through the air once more, your blade had pierced straight through his thick skull, giving the Avengers a chance to beat him in his moment of weakness.

“(y/n)!” Peter ran towards you, leaping up into the air gracefully.  The arms in the back of his suit detached and wrapped around you, cradling you carefully as you both began to fall.

“Peter” You breathed out gratefully, before you both landed hard on the rocky ground.  “What the hell is up with your new suit?” You asked almost breathlessly, chuckling quietly as you looked up at him, still held in the metal legs.

“I-I have no idea I kind of went into that without a plan” He replied, laughing nervously.  You shook your head at him, finally released and standing on your own.  The contraption folded itself up and was tucked into his suit once more.  “I have no idea how this thing works” He told you, but you were already running towards the fight again.  He shook his head, following after you.

“Is… is he dead?” You mumbled, halting yourself as Thanos had fallen to his knees.  But from the way Thor still had his axe raised, and Strange and Wanda still had their magic flowing around their hands, showed everyone was ready for one final attack if it wasn’t over yet.

“You can’t beat this” He muttered, before forcing his hand out and using the space stone to send everyone back in a massive explosion, and then promptly vanishing through his portal again.

You coughed, inhaling too much dust and smoke as your eyes fluttered open.  Your breath was heaving as you tried to fill your lungs, even though your mask had stayed intact it felt like you were deprived of oxygen.  You pushed yourself up on shaky arms, looking around you.

Fires were everywhere, as well as Avengers in scattered areas, all trying to stand up and remember what had just happened.

An explosion, something exploded, you thought.

Trying to stand on your legs, you scanned the area for Peter.  Certainly he was fine, he could survive a minor explosion-

Just as that thought came to mind, a larger fire erupted and you jolted, nearly falling again.  But you shakily kept your balance.

“Peter?” Your voice cracked, head moving all over the place in search of the boy.  “Peter!” You called louder, feet moving faster as you scanned the area.  “Peter!” You full on screamed now.  “Peter! Peter where are you!?” You cried out, running frantically as tears began to fill your vision.

He wasn’t responding.

“Peter!” You begged, sobbing now as you stumbled around.  “Peter-!”

“(y/n)!”

Your breath caught in your throat as you spun around, seeing the Spider Boy heading towards you.  You gasped, taking off in a sprint and running towards him, crying out his name in a much more joyful cry now.

Without even thinking it through, the palm of your hand pressed the button of your earpiece, your mask going away, and Peter removed his own mask almost magically just before your crashed into him, your lips colliding as you held onto each other tightly.

It was such an abrupt kiss that he nearly forgot to kiss you back.  But it felt so natural to move his lips over yours.  His gloved hands tangling in your hair and yours clutching onto his shoulders so tight he could feel it through the metal.

When you parted, he instantly turned your mask back on, as well as his own.  Your eyes opened wide, staring up at him even though his face was covered once again.

“You followed through with our deal” You said heavily, never having felt so relieved for someone’s life before.  “And you saved my life”

Peter was blushing beneath his mask.  His hands untangled from your hair to cup around your face for a moment, before dropping completely to wrap around your waist.

“We gotta go back”

“Back?” You questioned as he lifted you up.

“To Earth” He said, and Dr Strange opened his portal.

After everyone got situated for the long night of bad sleep and nightmares ahead of them.  You dragged your feet down the hallway to your own room, ignoring the party that Tony was already beginning to throw.  You weren’t exactly in a party mood.

Peter followed you, but you hadn’t heard him.

Taking off your earpiece, you tucked it into your pocket.  Figuring that you’d still need it another day.

When you felt a hand grab your wrist you spun around, smiling happily to see Peter Parker there, hair disheveled and a bruise spreading across his left cheek.

“Hey Pete” You whispered, your hand coming up to softly brush over his black and blue skin.  “How’re you holding up?”

“I’m doing alright, you?” He replied quietly.  Even though you were alone in the hall, it felt natural to speak in a whisper.  You just nodded your head, your lips pressing together as you stared at him.  Your eyes glossed over, and as soon as Peter could tell you wanted to cry, he wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly.

“I’m so fucking pissed I lost my sword today” You whimpered into his shoulder, arms wrapping around his shoulders tightly.  He chuckled quietly, his nose pressed to your temple.  “But I’m so glad I didn’t lose you” You finished, pulling away.  Your hands splaying over his cheeks, delicately brushing your fingers over his bruise.  “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I… if you…”

“I know” He murmured in response so that you didn’t have to say it.  His hand grasped your wrist, pulling your palm over his mouth and leaving a small kiss there.  “You don’t have to think about that” He told you.  “It’s not happening, I’m not going anywhere” He assured you.  A few tears slipped down your cheeks.  “I’m never going to leave you (y/n)”

You slid your hand to his jaw so that you could lean up and gently press your lips against his.  Your kiss soft and careful, neither of you wanting to hurt the other.  Peter’s hands cupped your face so carefully, as though you could shatter with one rough move.  Your lips parted for a short moment before meeting quickly again, you sucked in a sharp breath as your hands threaded into his hair, pulling him closer still.

When you pulled apart again, your eyes fluttered open, looking up into his.  You were so happy, he could see it in the way they sparkled as you stared at him.

“(y/n) I’m in love with you”

“I love you too” You told him right away, your fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.  “I love you too” You repeated almost under your breath.  Peter tugged you in again, lips grazing your forehead before holding onto you tightly.

You weren’t sure how long you were standing there in his arms, but you didn’t care.  You never felt safer anywhere else.

Steve wasn’t so fond when he turned to corner to find the two of you though.

taglist: just added peter parker to my taglist! add urself if ur interested

xoxo ~ jordie

[choric]

( park jimin - demimale, he/they ) — did you see noeul han walking down the street? the twenty-three year old has lived here for three weeks. i heard they’re an aspiring painter & a part-time barista now, time sure flies. gooey by glass animals always did remind of them, maybe it’s because they’re so audacious & charitable. though i did hear they can also be commanding & capricious if you catch them on a bad day.

hey babes drum-roll it’s admin fany here to welcome yall~ with some random info about me I guess uh so I’m 26, living in northern europe, most of the time dying bc I’m not made for these hot ass summers, other times just being distracted twelve times outta ten jsyk I’m not ignoring anyone my attention span is just in the negatives. or I’m playing overwatch. or subnautica when I’m feeling particularly masochistic.  would drop dead without tea. ye. that’s all for today folks

anyway here’s Noeul’s profile if you wanna peep also a very messy plot page aaaand I’m gonna ramble about him now uwu

tw: emotional abuse, tw: assault ( kinda brief mentions, esp the assault, I tried keeping it safe )

born in Seoul but his family moved to USA when he was barely 6. they moved around a l o t since then but stayed within the borders. save for one weird year in France back in 2010

he haTED it. all the constant moving around and starting at new schools with new people trying to get new friends and find new hobbies and leaving pretty much everything behind so often just stressed the hell out of his young self and he was in a perpetual state of over-emotional about the whole ordeal and angry and bitter and yeah. not having a good time

over the years he managed to find ways to cope with it, drawing and painting being a major thing as it was one of very few things he could just continue without any special arrangements made or it feeling different. putting all that bent up negativity on paper was helpful in itself so he stuck with it without much thought then, clinging into a lifeline of one constant in a sea of variables

later on it morphed from being less of a therapeutic activity and more one of him being able just flow with creativity, paint with a less personal agenda and enjoy it way more too ( not to say he doesn't still use it as a form of escapism too )

reading was another thing he found enjoyment in, especially during his early teenage years. that is something he doesn't engage that often in anymore however

his parents didn’t really care about what hobbies he took on ( even with painting carrying throughout the years he ended up trying a whole slew of other things too ) until it became apparent he was actually considering art as a legit career path. neither agreed it being a good idea but they didn’t flat out deny him either.. just were very patronising about it for months and by that time he had come to actual decision of going through with it out of pettiness alone lmao. which of course served nothing but to legit piss them off and led to a number of arguments they still have to this day yikes

his parents entire view on life seemed to be there was no point getting attached to anything, sentimentality was a flaw and you could just buy everything you needed again without much care for what was left behind. especially his mom had a lot of emotionally abusive ways to steer his life in the direction she wanted, but giving just enough freedom for him to think he had a say in anything. not to say she wasn’t supportive and encouraging too but he honest to god can’t tell now how much of it was genuine. she was especially fond of using subtle blackmail in form of referring to her own feelings and how his actions will upset her, occasionally bursting into a loud tirade which was then quickly pushed to the side without any apologies for making him in turn upset so boy was always just on edge. this still happens but he pretty much only communicates with her through calls anymore so, Noeul just hangs up when she starts acting up. his dad was more the type to not involve himself into his hobbies and likes or anything at all he only cared about academic plans.

that all messed him up big time in his younger years bc he was inherently just very attached to everything and everyone but now.. it’s almost the complete opposite, enough repetition and shit will stick I guess cause he has next to no sentimental feelings towards anything, in turn actually loves travelling and meeting new people now. partially also cause he doesn’t feel obligated to uphold anything or allow himself being chained down, he treats everything like it’s fleeting, but not without care– don’t assume he doesn’t care when that’s something he does in abundance actually. he just.. accepts nothing lasts forever. ironic enough he’s adopted far too many of his parent’s habits to count now but has grown more tender with the experiences rather than cold. probably a miracle in itself. hella guarded about his feelings tho

so yeah he moved to LA ( parents were at the time both living in NYC ) for art school and got that bachelor of fine arts degree, graduating just spring last year and has no desire to further those studies cause screw school he’s done with institutions for a decade

also his parents filed for divorce while he was at it. before he was even done with freshman year. wasn’t all too surprising nor did he have anything to really say about it, except the times mom called him whilst drunk and essentially blamed it on him being a bad son :/// his dad’s fucked off somewhere he hasn’t heard whole lot from him in last three years beside birthday texts and money transfers to his bank account. and subtle messages through mom about how he expects him to clean up one of these days. meanwhile mom mostly contacts just to check he’s alive & doing well financially while slipping in vague ‘if you would have just listened to me‘s and ‘when will you come to your senses’s >_>

forgot to mention his dad’s a CEO of a small airline company. don’t ask me what his mom does idk prob some manager of a huge ass successful online shop?? something along those lines

will not speak about them if asked tbh don't expect anything other than "they're alive."

does not like announcing his ( their ) wealth to the world either and tries not to make decisions that could reflect that but something always has to give in the end. like he’s just way too happy to blow money on other people no matter how subtle he tries to be about it and often like his parents buys new stuff instead of finding ways to bring his old along, some of his clothes are also a dead giveaway it’s not so much that he specifically purchases anything cause it’s designer but if it looks nice he doesn’t see it as any different buying from any other store around. smells awfully lot like privilege but he’s unapologetic in getting exactly what he wants, it’s not his problem if someone takes offence to that

kind of also hates that he’s so dependant on parent’s money still but has made peace with it by giving away and works twice as hard for his own stuff, regardless if it yields anything cause he’s not doing this whole painting thing as a means to gain money ( would like to, but alas, it’s a tricky career path ) more from pure passion for the art

and noeul def is not gonna tell them to stop sending him cash he'll just have fun spending it in all the shit they'd hate-- even if they've basically set conditions but weird enough haven't cut him off yet.  guess that really is the only thing they can give him and they know it too :)) 

so. doesn’t actually like sitting idle even tho he all but could, yet cannot happily place himself in an establishment with very strict 9 to 5 shifts and such, so if and when he takes on extra work occasionally it’s always part-time, and for own personal gratification

in the case of him recently taking on a spot as a part-time barista here in acarike ( started like, two days ago or something ) was also bc of keeping up appearances ( surely he would run out of money eventually? no, but no one needs to know that ) and getting to know some of the people around since his group of road-tripping friends have seriously decided to settle in

if anyone was wondering yes he has experience working in cafes, among other places. his parents abhorred him taking on such jobs at all cause “what was the point? are we not providing enough?” first of all did he ask?

I guess he is currently residing in the stardust motel?? but is looking for a place

for him travelling in the past few years has been sorta cathartic, inspiring if I dare say both in personal growth and in his work since he can decide on everything by himself, where he wants to go, for how long, for why etc

sometimes likes when he has company for that, other times he just needs to make a trip in solitary. altogether prefers meeting random people along the way

is a kind of odd friend, loyal, compassionate and all that but puts himself before anyone else. or rather puts his emotional and other needs before everything else. if he feels you’re the one getting more out of it than he is it’s not worth it sorry. very generous tho and sees it as his duty to help others in any way if it doesn’t inconvenience him. not unreliable but available only when it suits him. so unless it’s life threatening or emotional distress he will not drop everything for even a friend’s sake you can wait an hour or two. can make friends as quick as he drops them

might get a little inappropriately affectionate with friends. especially so when intoxicated

is an even weirder lover. he loves the idea and feeling of being in love and the emotional thrill of it. relationships are fun yeah but commitment?? not in his. vocabulary. to elaborate he lives for the push and pull and the suspense of it all and needs things to stay stimulating on all levels across the board when deepening relationships further while also being able to maintain a sense of own freedom. he craves the sort of emotional security and gratification it all brings but refuses to become dependant on it ( he knows how that will go ), furthermore does not like all the limitations it brings nor everything being perfect to the point of feeling fake??

tries to make it clear that he’s NOT looking for anything long term but even then people haven’t taken it well when he out of the blue announces they should stop whatever it is they’re doing. he always feels bad about it and tries to part in good terms but yeah :// many hearts have been broken. it’s probably even worse for the other person cause Noeul himself seems to have absolutely no problem continuing his life like nothing happened. all this has made him into a bit of a serial dater??

in whole he takes everything as they are, nothing is everlasting and he doesn’t try to make it so, doesn’t necessarily want to. values experiences but doesn’t get too hung up on letting go of them. including relationships. this is something a lot of people in his life wont understand and it’s frustrating for everyone involved sometimes but you gotta do what you gotta do. might be scared of opening up to people. of that attachment. maybe he’s actually just picky and is waiting for something out of the world magical who knows

repels all negativity as if his life depended on it like. add begone thot meme here

but can also be very confrontational so???

is actually in constant war with himself over positive and negative emotions but filters that out pretty handily. most of the time. cause uh absolutely will turn vicious and loud when angry. sensitive to criticism and personal attacks but gets over it quick enough. does hold grudges but mainly towards people whose opinion he cares about. strangers rarely phase him. has random emotion™ bursts but tbh only cries when being shouted at and/or being target of someone’s wrath-- OR when noeul's angry himself?? also lowkey dramatic but most of the time he’s just sorta chill and cheery, occasionally sarcastic but in a good-natured way he doesn’t mean ill with it. has very strong opinions on some things but doesn’t care if someone else sees it differently. as long as they’re not saying their way is the only right way. or if their reasoning is utter bullshit which he will call out then :))

negative people just make him laugh. will not take your ass seriously at all if you’re being a douche. used to take offence to these kinds of people all the time but he’s grown out of it and learned to simply ignore people who don’t deserve the time of his day. at least outwardly.

similarly used to be very.. well. lets say prone to letting people control and push him around cause that’s what he had learned to accept but whoo boy when he finally figured it out and took the reigns into own hands no one could stop him try it bitch

likes doing things in own terms in general, need for control has kinda taken off so will not take kindly to being ordered around in any manner. tries not to impose on other people or be pushy himself but cannot stand indecisiveness so. it happens. for better or for worse

in tune with his surroundings and current community of people if something’s off he can sense it and it will bug him to no end before it’s fixed. this could be anything from his room being in disarray to something going on in the city in whole

I ain’t saying he’s a psychic but actually stupid intuitive most cases WILL see through your bullshit don’t even try

…ok but lowkey into supernatural stuff and spirituality all that jazz he’s gone through it all while trying to find himself– which is a whole another can of worms we ain’t opening here

did I forget to mention noeul and co ( minho & jae ) rolled into town in this shiny big rv. he's def looking to buy a smaller car to drive around

not too keen on giving rides to strangers since this one time two summers ago that went south real fast when a guy pulled a knife on him. has a pretty big scar to show for it on his right side? tummy?? there’s a pic in the profile page if you’re curious. he jokes about it now "it adds character" but is actually terrified of that happening again so perpetually jumpy minho blames himself for it cause he's dumb

you can prob hear him coming 5 miles away with the amount of jewellery he adorns

don’t get me started on his wardrobe it’s a mixed bag and then some. gender norms belong into the fiery pits of a volcano

is equal parts a tea & coffee enthusiast basically lives off that stuff. i'm probably not even exaggerating here boy forgets to eat when he gets focused on something and just wolfs down a pot of coffee.

obsessed with watermelon flavoured lollipops probably has one on him at all times somehow magically pulls them outta thin air??

you can prob find him painting outside in the randomest places when the weather's nice

likes painting on people probably as much as painting them

it’s not an intimacy thing I swear. but. can be?? probably accidentally turns that way that’s just how he is

prefers either to focus on faces ( eyes specifically ) or nude models in general fcking @ him

this. is so long already I’m sorry omg

and that’s all I got my brains’ fried over this all but yo come plot with me pls also check my plots maybe orrr if you want me to check your plots ( I’d love to!! ) come poke me ay ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[handsome-edd]

long “rant” abt the characterisation of a few ew people under the cut

so let this be clear, this is heavily opinion based

also, context : i am someone who likes characters with big "action drives" and strong personal motivations, that run a story. so my likes are based on that, and also "is it smart design" basic stuff

let's start with the main character, edd i like him, i really do for a main character he's surprisingly chaotic neutral/almost evil. no morals whatsoever marked anywhere in the show aside from "what inconveniences me", really, he's just someone who does whatever he wants whenever he wants, let it be good things or bad things, as long as it kills boredom. this is /really/ surprising, coming from a character who at first glance falls in "frankly average looking protag". these guys tend to be lawful neutral/almost good, which says a lot. he's a real flip of the archetype he is based on, and one that is a really strong driving force behind the nonexistent plot of eddsworld : he's the one who starts most of the bullshit going on, really. it's a simple characterisation, but it's uncommon, and still enough to build mountains of stories on. so yeah I really like him

now let's jump to tord cause it's when related to edd that he becomes interesting. if you kept up with the entirety of eddsworld, tord kinda went from the more silent character of the group of protags that was normal aside from how he liked guns and hentai, to tankie overlord. yeah, whatever. he just went chaotic evil. but just a second- compare him to edd. he's just a guy who does whatever he wants whenever he wants, with no morals aside from "what inconveniences me". point being, where he's interesting is that he's an antagonist that is... pretty much the same as the protag. only difference is how they "kill their boredom", aka what goals they put to themself. tord decided on world domination which is a wee crazy but, you get me, and edd’s whatever he wants today. after in themselves the concepts behind tord’s character aren’t very interesting honestly, very stereotypical, but still huge story drivers. so-so score for him. doesn’t help that most of his leader character is just mentioned and pure “up to fanon”. and sadly that results into fanon building with stereotypical and not very explored tropes most of the time 

now this wouldnt qualify as a rant if i didnt do some plain just hate now, right ? okay, here comes the most boring character of eddsworld. tom. yeah you read that correctly okay so let's see... tropes here just to agitate the viewers such as weird eyes with no explanation or the curses/monster transformation and yadda yadda that result into a boring, stereotypical fanon ? check. implied to be the smartest of the group yet never is seen in canon doing anything with said brain ? check. kinda the anti-hero of the group, a classification useless when all the protags are already not good nor lawful aligned ? check. dramatic past that haunts him yet it doesn't seem to give him any drive in the story whatsoever ? check. angry drunk stereotype completly left unexplored ? check. that last one actually is what pisses me off the most. as much as irl tom is a guy who got serious depression issues and such, canon tom... eh. idk, he feels like he does it out of boredom or something, like its not from a drive but from a /lack/ of drive. he's not even a "sad" depressed drunk and so with a coping drive, he just feels like a "I let myself live with no attempt at control" character and imo his drinking is exactly that.  edd, tord and eduardo (ill talk abt him next) all do random things but put their control at the service of said random things and live rather than let themselves live. tom is a character who just... can't even do that. he kinda feels like the kind of character who'd lie in a couch all day if edd wasn't here to become bored and drag him into things or tord wasn't here to press at his buttons for fun. and honestly ? i dont see how someone can build a story with that. there's nothing. he's fucking empty. the only times he moves is when his ability to do nothing is threatened or when he's dragged in by everyone's energy. so yeah tom's boring and I don't get how people write fanfictions entirely made of him being pissed by tord, who himself becomes bland when put in that context. oh wait i forgot, fanon turns him into sad drunk (and can't even pull it off). 

anyway.... tom has 0 drive right ? but you know who's my fav ? eduardo. cause that guy got a drive that's absolute bullshit. his sole fucking reason for everything he does from renovating his house to mowing the lawn to destroying entire factories or getting alien satelite dishes and even breathing seems to be centered around spiting edd. it's. the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. he's a guy with an endless motivation for beating edd that comes of literally nowhere other than a years old grudge and that he never questionned despite his obvious capacity at planning and doing actually smart things. he never rests and is always doing things, perhaps even more than edd who just does stuff to beat boredom- eduardo moves cause he has to move. all the time. always. he has a goal and he's constantly working on it. and it's pure utter bullshit. i love him. point being, the "baddie who is obsessed with the main character" trope is something he pulls off perfectly- it's hillarious, it's endearing, and it really powers the story. AND it gives you the yummy kismesis fanon stuff which always makes for pretty wild fanfictions, tho this fandom kinda isn't quiiiite good at pulling it off. (note : i strongly belive that tom and tord do not care enough about each other to result into an actual kismesisitude. edd and eduardo make a point of their day to concentrate precisely on each other and see each other as humans, equals(eduardo would not bother with edd if he really saw him as an inferior), and enemies. with tom and tord, you don’t have that. tord is just an inconvenience between many in tom's life, and tom is just a toy between many in tord's life. both just happen to be humans rather than events or items.)

anyway i wanted to compare eduardo to tom but now that that's done, i can talk bout matt, who is surprisingly interesting too ! it's hard to tell what his drives are, other than "worship myself", but it's funny cause well. that narcissist trope. it's honest to god the first time i see it pulled that way. a narcissist character... who does not hate on any other character, nor takes down other people for the sake of his own beauty. it's what always stunned me about him. they made a character with an immense self love, but absolutely void of any need to take down other people so to show how "superior" he is. it baffled me. this is a completely unexpected deformation of the trope that I legitimately applaud, honestly, even if indeed it is true that matt isn't so much of a story driver, other than how he is very much playful which gets him in situations. point being : matt is fucking underrated

welp, i think i kinda ran out of characters i could properly talk about. jon's just the guy who's kinda cute and who follows his group leaders and has no idea what he's doing so capacity at doing things for a story depends of the group leader, and mark's just too quiet in canon to really say anything about so I can't really continue this post.