#her suit is so annoying to draw and i couldnt find any like

[rootmash]

finally drew margo now i can die peacefully

[idjitlili]

I see stars

summary:

Imagine getting drunk at the feast of starlight , and becoming over happy,and dancing like the complete opposite to what elves are used to. Leasts just say Thranduil is more than impressed.

translations:

rukhs shirumund caragu=beardless orc dung

warnings:two boners

wordcount:2356

After the dwarves and you were taken prisoner,Thranduil had kept you with him once he sent Thorin to the cells for refusing his offer. Before he was even able to begin to talk to you the dwarves had escaped,theu had left a note which the guards handed to Thranduil ,who read it before passing it to you. His face was unreadable you didnt know what to expect,as the scrap paper was upon your hands. The rushed note had read:

"Our friend from strange lands,

your journey ends here, come vist us in erebor once it IS safe,not now,we  cannot afford to lose anymore family.

much love,

ps Thorin says if you get the chance near that rukhs shirumund caragu lowers,bite it off."

Your face lit up with embarrassment,knowing Thranduil had known what Thorin was implying for you to do,it was a good idea,but hiding a knife in your vagina and then chopping it off with that. That seemed like a better idea,what if you had his coxk in your mouth,and you bite it off and then you choke to death on it,it happened to dean winchester just with a sausage. You looked up to the king ,you was watching you intensely. "Thank you." you had spoke quietly,folding the note placing it in your front pocket of your jeans.

Yes you were still wearing your clothes from home,you had cleaned them last at a stream,but when you had first joined the company ,they had given you spar tunics , blankets and such. You had known them since you fell froma portal ,four feet from the ground infront of the company. They had grew to think very fondely of you ,and protected you from all danger.Now you felt very insecure with out them around ,especially when this king seemed very scary.

"what for?" Thranduil had questioned you circling ,your body ,you had crossed your arms and faced the floor. "for allowing me to have that note from my friends." he had stopped circling to look at you ,he liked you not like that at least not yet,you were being held captive yet you were treating him with kindness.

He hadnt kept you in a cell,infact he given you a room,it was locked at night and such incase you tried to kill him. In a few days you had warmed up to the king,but now erebor was reclaimed and he qould be going to reclaim his jems. You had practially begged him to take you with,so you could see your friends. He didnt like the idea,but then you started crying,you enjoyed the kings comapny when you would eat with him and such ,but you couldnt not go especially if you could prevent somes death. In the end he had agreed and sat you infront of him on his elk,you were excited to see your friends ,you just hoped Thranduil wouldnt kill them. You had been shy with Thranduil at first ,but you soon found out he was very nice,and you came out of your shell.

That led you to be literally bouncing on the elk once you had arrived infront of erebor  ,with Thranduil having to have his arm around your waist,which led you to be very close to each other.  He had to tell you to stop,as nice as he could,you hadnt realised you had caused the king a little problem.Which luckily his outfit hid,he didnt tell you that was why,he had just stated someobe might aim for him and then hit you with an arrow. Bouncing looked like yeah.  You had spotted Thorin whos gaze lingled on you ,he thought Thranduil was using you so they wouldnt try kill him.

However you smiled widely up at Thorin. " Thorin! Your crown looks very lovely on you!" you had shouted up at the king ,who sffered from dragon sickness,his mouth twitched slightly before turning back into a frown. "You are fooling around with an elf?and an elf thats him?" he had scoffed in disgust at you,your face fell. "no,thorin." you had been hurt at his words,thranduil had tighted his grip on you waist,protectively.

Once you had found out that Thorin and his best fighters had been led into a trapped ,you had forced Thranduil, totake you there and help save them. In which had surprisingly did,you also may have used your sons also heading there ,what if he gets hurt and you couldve saved him. You ended up jumping on azog's back ,legs around his waist stabbing him in the back with daggers,so thorin could go for the kill;you literally looked like drax. Now your life was complete ,you looked awesome,you had also saved fili and kili. Darn Fili deserves more screentime. Azog had flipped you over his shoulders ,slamming you into the ice,strangling you with one hand and blade in another sending a slice up your arm, You had just became loki ,being slammed by hulk,and now you needed stitches. "I...c-can...see..y-your cock." you had to try to speak,face red,unable to breathe.giving Thorin the chance to end his life.

Thorin pushed azogs body away from you,pulling you into his arms. "you are very much crazy ,y/n and for that I will be forever in debt to you as you saved my family and I" he spoke stroking your hair, as you gained your breath back,your neck was definitely was going to be bruised. "I ...r-repaid..my debt for keeping me safe in this strange world all those month,plus i got to see that majestic hair everyday." you reached your hand up,to his hair,running your fingers through it, "i am really sorry for saying what i did earlier, I do not want you getting hurt that was all." he spoke sincerely to you. "dont worry little man,no one has taken my innocence." you smirked in which Thorin smiled at you in relief  before carrying you bridal style to erebor to find oin,trying to avoid hurting your bleeding upper arm.

That was until Thranduil stopped him on his elk,his eyes wondering over your injured form,you smiled at the king. Thranduil knew he had to take you home with him,he had felt things he had never felt before ,even with his now dead wife. "let me take her back with me,to the woodland relm,we have the finest doctors." he had spoken sternly,Thorin had scoffed in response. "oin is the best in erebor!" he had growled,he didnt want you with an elf at all. "more like the only one." Thranduil had annoyed Thorin with this,his stomach bubbled with anger.  "Thorin, its fine I have to go back anyways ,I left belongings there." you tried to convince the dwarven king,however he was stubborn,so it would take more than that. "i will buy and have you made new belongings." he really didnt want you to go,he felt like it was his duty to protect you,he thought of you as a daughter almost.

"Thorin , I will come back,and if not straight away, I will write." you had jumped down from Thorins arms ,before hugging him tightly,and pulling away. Your eyes watered ,as you looked at back at Thorin who's did the same ,as Thranduil lifted you up onto his elk infront of him.

Also you forgot to mention,Tauriel fell off a cliff , rip. Legolas was going away for a while,but promised his father he would try to visit on the feast of starlight. Thranduil had comforted you saying Thorin was safe ,there wasnt any huge chances that something could happen to him while you were gone,you would be able to see him again. Anyways that was many months ago and you wrote to the dwarves and bilbo often,Thranduil would even get elves with drawing talents to draw you so you could send them back for Thorin and Bilbo. Bilbo had requested it. But tonight was the feast of starlight,Thranduil had you a dress made ,and fitted , it was mint green,come to think of it looked exactly like Arwen's dress in return of the time. Maybe you become friends with her tonight ,and gift it too her in the future as she loved it so much. wink wink. Thranduil had personally came to chambers,and walked with you to the feast. Yeah so you had been staying in the woodland relm way longer than you had thought you would have been staying.

Thrandul had sat on the end of the table ,while you sat at the side of the table next to him,there was many high elves at the table such as celeborn,Elrond,Lady Galadriel,and many others,you could barely remember any of there names. However there had been wine,you were barely an adult ,let they kept topping up your glass ,no one told you how strong elvish wine was. You were tipsy very quickly,you didnt make much conversation with anyone as you very nervous of saying something innappropriate. Soon as you all had entered the hall ,the music filled your ears it was quiet boring music. So you just lingled around Thranduil , drinking wine ,which was everywhere ,soon you were very loose  ,and very close to Thranduil. Basically jumping around him, that was until a slightlly up beat song started playing. "Thranduil I am going to go danceeeeee." you had spoke excitely ,gripping the kings arm he had simply nodded.

You had skipped off to the dance floor,letting out a "wooooooo" hitting your fist in the air,Thranduil watched you as you tucked a part of your dress into your short legging shorts,he had gasped at your action as your whole thigh was revealed. You began dancing like you were doing just dance to umbrella,singing the lyrics,pointing to Thranduil ,gesturing him to join he shook his head,you shrug at him. You had learnt this not only because of tom holland but as a child you loved just dance and memorized the movements.

"you have my heart

And we'll never be worlds apart

Maybe in magazines

But you'll still be my star

Baby, 'cause in the dark

You can't see shiny cars

And that's when you need me there

With you, I'll always share"

you had began,as the elves had changed the music to suit the music , you smirked at heart you had gestured to Thranduil,who's face was a beet,he couldnt deny he liked it.

"When the sun shine, we shine together

Told you I'll be here forever

Said I'll always be your friend

Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end

Now that it's raining more than ever

Know that we'll still have each other

You can stand under my umbrella

You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh"

you gestured under your dress before ,winking at Thranduil,before pulling the dress off swiftly,causing the elves to gasp ,leaving you in a tight black corset from Thorin and black shorts,you threw the dress at Arwen mouthing keep it.These fancy things

"Will never come in between

You're part of my entity

Here for infinity

When the war has took its part

When the world has dealt its cards

If the hand is hard

Together we'll mend your heart."

You strut over Thorin ,high and might ,getting very close ,before turing and dropping your ass slightly grazes him ,before flicking a leg out then bring it back in and doing the same with the other. Before standing up quickly,facing him wipping the back of your hands down his face before going back the dance floor.

"When the sun shine, we shine together

Told you I'll be here forever

Said I'll always be your friend

Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end

Now that it's raining more than ever

Know that we'll still have each other

You can stand under my umbrella

You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh"

Thranduil stares at you,licking his lips at your performance,he was deeply attracted to you there was no doubt about that. You skin glittering in the light as it reflected onto your sweat,

"It's rainin', rainin'

Ooh, baby, it's rainin', rainin'

Baby, come here to me

Come into me

It's rainin', rainin'

Ooh, baby, it's rainin', rainin'"

you finished off ,voice hurting slightly,before grabbing a glass of wine chugging it,bow at the elves that claped for you, smiled brightly,they hadnt seen anything like that ever. You didnt get to anything else before Thranduil practically run at you. You had revealed you love Thranduil ,in your song, He cupped your cheeks gently with his large hands before he pressed his soft lips against yours ,the elves around you clap  around you,as you both kiss passionately.

"will you marry me,y/n?" he spoke once you both pulled away,you nod eagarly before pressing your lips to his quickly,you bow once more before pulling out of the hall,he thanks everyone for coming as you walk out.

lets just say you dont bite his cock off,you went to visit Thorin with Thranduil the next day , they put aside their differences for you ,as Thranduil tells them about your stunt ,not about the boner he hid when you slut dropped infront of him.

[sadwsocc]

Talent [Oikawa Tooru ]

Word count:  3, 302 words

warnings: none i think

genre: fluff i think but oikawa shows up in the latter half

a/n: idk what else to say i’ve had this in my drafts for a while i can’t remember what i wrote nor will i reread

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You hated sports, even when you were young, it was a dread that you had to run a mile for p.e. or even doing anything that requires you to go outside. And it didn't help that you had to play volleyball that day, that one dreaded day back when you were in middle school.

Your teacher thought it would be great fun for your class to play an 'exciting' sport so volleyball came to be, it was actually the first time you would be playing it, you had been complaining about it to your friend, Mira for the whole week.

"You know I really really really really hate sports right?" You whined to her the fifth time that period, repeating those very same words every few minutes like clockwork and she was starting to get annoyed.

"Oh just suck it up already, all you have to do it just hit the ball and maybe receive it once or twice. How is that any hard?" After being fed up your whines, she finally said out loud. You were taken aback for a second but eventually you gave in and grunted, slumping back down on your seat as quietly accepted your fate. It didn't felt fair thought, coming from her as Mira was actually one of the most athletic person you know and was part of the schools volleyball team.

Wanting to continue your conversation with her, you thought of the most generic question one could ask, "hey, what talent did you get from your soulmate?" You looked up at her whilst placing your hands on you jaws and elbows on the table. She looked at you for a second and with her eyebrows scrunched up said, "Didn't you already ask that there first time we met?"

"I did?" She nodded. Good lord did your memory not serve you justice. She then continued on, "they're good at playing the piano."

"How'd you find that out?" You asked, to which she flicked your forehead with her fingers and chuckled, "what is this an interview? Never mind me, I don't even know what's yours!"

When she took her fingers off your forehead you pouted and sighed. "I don't even know myself, maybe I'll never find a soulmate,,, maybe they're just talentless" the two of you stared longingly at each other and started chuckling, yet deep down you feared you might be right.

When the laughter between the two of you died down, she turned to you and promptly said "you do remember that we have p.e. next period, right?"

And then you froze, oh god. You've already been complaining about it for a whole week. A weeks worth of complaints about how much you dreaded this very day yet you somehow managed to forget toDAY WAS THE DAY.  You stared at her blankly and felt like the biggest dumbass of all time. Mira saw your expression and laughed, patting you on the back. The bell rang right as she lifted her hand away and motioned you to get up and change to your gym attire.

Oh.God. You really hated this.

First, you forgot that you had gym today so you didn't have time to think up a masterful plan to escape. Then, you realised the thing your class was going to do today was volleyball. Good lord, you hated volleyball. Why so? Because you always had this odd fear of breaking your arms with them, you once had a ball hit your back while walking back home from the park, and it was not fun at all. You felt like your back was breaking, your spine in half, you felt like the impact had pushed you off balance. But Mira who was walking with you told you that you had just stumbled and your description of that experience was such an exaggeration, but you did end up with light bruising for a week. That was enough proof to you that volleyball should be considered an extreme sport.

After trying to waste your time by slowly changing your clothes to avoid going to the gym, you were dragged by an irritated Mira whilst your pants were still halfway up your legs. You were fumbling with your pants the whole trip to the gym, all the while complaining about the dread of p.e. class, the fact that you had been practically dragged out and the fact that you physically do not think you could do this.

Once everyone was in the gym, your teacher had everyone do some basic warm ups to prevent yourselves from causing any unnecessary strains towards your bodies. Warm ups might not seem so bad until you realised that this particular time, your teacher made everyone run two rounds in the gym — did you mention you hated running? You hated running. After an excruciating torture of running and then stretching, came the actual sport. you couldn't believe this, the warm ups to you already felt like the entire exercise was done, wrapped up, you felt like you've went to the gym and tried out all of its equipments.

You really wanted to sit it out but when the teacher was counting the number of students there were, it was just enough to split into a team of two, each consisting six players, the amount needed for a team according to Mira. You were standing near the line of the court and somewhat near your teacher, you thought that maybe if you were standing there, you would be fine seeing as you're not anywhere near the actual game. A light tap on your shoulders made you turn your head to your right and you saw your teachers hand holding up a volleyball stretched out towards you. You made eye contact with her for a solid ten seconds, dumbfounded until she finally spoke, "(y/n), take the ball, you're supposed to serve,"

Taking the ball with confusion, you wondered what in the world a serve was, was it giving it to someone in your team? Does it have anything to do with waitering? Mira, who was next to you, saw your dilemma and inched closer towards you and whispered, "you're supposed to go to the back, outside of the court and throw the ball up and then hit it to over the net".

You blinked at her and nodded slowly, stepping back outside of the court and behind her, you threw the ball up in the air, and then something came over you.

What came next felt odd, you couldnt really describe the sensation, it was like you were suddenly possessed, a switch in your system that suddenly got turned on,  you took a step back and ran up while the ball was still midair, when it started falling down, you hit the ball hard, the sound from the contact with your hand and the ball was loud, making you wide eyed when you realised what had happened. The next thing you knew, the ball you hit was sent flying towards the other side of the court, almost at the very edge but not quite and no one was there to receive it. The sound of it hitting the ground was a scary one, a very loud thud which ended with the ball bouncing up really high and slowly slowed down after a few bounces and a roll.

Everyone —yourself included— stood frozen in their spot, then slowly turn to stare at you, completely surprised and taken aback; you, yourself looked down on your hands to see if any of your bones were broken as the hit felt like it would break someone's bones. Even though it stung like hell, you were pretty sure nothing broke whereas it was very very red. There was a slow clap coming from Mira when you finally looked up, you gave her a wry smile and turned your attention towards your teacher, expecting something from her. She stared at you for a second before gesturing one of your classmates to take the ball back to her. When the ball was in her hands, she passed it back to you and told you to serve one more time but not before asking if you were in the girls volleyball team.

"Uh,, no, ma'am. I'm not,," you replied awkwardly, catching the ball she threw at you.

Mira turned to you and said "(y/n)! And you said you hated volleyball," while you were walking to the back of the court as she continued ," we have got to have a talk about this later." You gave a confused nod and went back to your position to serve the ball.

You looked to your side, making eye contact with Mira and whispered, "I... think it could be my soulmates talent,," she gave you a "we'll talk about this later" look and proceeded to face front while you then followed suit.

The teacher made everyone try out every volleyball position each round and when it came to your turn to set, not only did your classmates but you also found out that you were surprisingly incredibly good at that. Mira, whos position that round was the same as the one she played on the school team which was the winged spiker told you that your sets were accurate and it felt as you quoted "comfortable and right where I wanted it to be" or in other words perfect. You made the conclusion that this was definitely your soulmates talent as his kind of skill definitely wasn't from you.

And that was the day you were dragged into the girls volleyball team, as the starter setter.

——

And as for Oikawa,, while he really liked the concept of soulmates he just didn’t understand why it had to be like this, wouldn’t it be easier for the whole system to just tell you who they were and not leave out small hints and clues like talents? What if they didn’t try out something new or different? Then wouldn’t they never be able to find out what their soulmates talent was? And what if they had the same talent? It was simply too mind boggling for him.

With a sigh escaping his lips, he stared onto the ball he held up wondering if he’d ever find them. Whoever they were, he knew he’d cherish them. Finding out his soulmates talent turned out to be pretty easy for him as all he had to do was attend art classes that were mandatory back in middle school.

The whole fiasco went about something like this:

One day during art art class the teacher told them to draw their best friends portrait with oil pastels, normally she’d just go on and on about explaining art mediums with the textbook but that day was different for once. Everyone was pretty much shocked to say the least, Oikawa on the other hand doubted that he could even draw Iwa-chan the way he wanted to. The first thing he did when he grabbed the pencil was to sketch, much like everyone else but only this time, the sketch came out surprisingly well for a middle schooler. When the teacher passed by and caught a glimpse of it, she showed a delighted face and praised Oikawa.

Iwaizumi who was sitting next to Oikawa stared at his sketch and whispered, “i didn’t know you could draw,”

“Me neither”

There was a moment of silence before the two of them realised what was happening, Oikawas eyes widened in disbelief, a smile making its way onto his lips and Iwaizumi was frozen in his seat.

Huh, so this was your talent. He liked it, and he liked it very much.

“Iwa-Chan you know what this means !” He said out in a cheery voice. “Is that a question or a statement?” Iwaizumi retorted. Oikawa leaned on him and stretched out his arms to hug Iwaizumi, “yES!”

He was then smacked by Iwaizumi for being so dramatic. (Why does this sound so much like an iwaoi fic h. I’m so sorry I think i lost the ability to: write)

That was how Oikawa discovered your talent and whenever he got bored and doodled something he would always be reminded of how great of an artist you are and would be. He hoped that he’d meet you someday.

And that someday would be soon unbeknownst to either of you.

——

Much to your demise, even after you graduated middle school, you still somehow found yourself being dragged into the girls volleyball team. Maybe it was because Mira was by your side the whole time but it volleyball gradually felt bearable to you, and you could almost say it was fun.

It was just like any other day during practice but this time, none of your teammates were actually doing such. Instead you found yourself and the other first years only doing the actual warmers beforehand. And when you consulted about it to Mira during your break, her, being your amazing yet somewhat loud mouthed friend decided to straight up ask your captain why none of them seemed too focused on what they should be doing. Your question was answered with a simple, "Oikawa-san promised that he would be coming in to see us practice today,"

Was that name supposed to ring a bell within you? You weren't sure but you were sure that you weren't the only one not understanding what was happening. You suddenly piped in on the conversation and asked who this Oikawa was and why was he so important, which you were then bombarded with a bunch of praise about how good looking he was and how great of a volleyball player he was.

Amidst your conversation with your captain, Oikawa came into the gym, greeting all the girls he knew and introducing himself to the ones he didn't (ie the first years) your captain whipped her head around with stars in her eyes and started skipping towards Oikawa, greeting him and also fawning over him, asking about his day and other trivial questions which Oikawa answered back politely.

Staring at this guy that all your seniors were gushing over and your fellow first years were shyly blushing over made you realise why they'd act like this. They weren't wrong, he was undeniably attractive if you do say so yourself and he seemed like quite the nice guy, whoever his soulmate was, was definitely a lucky girl.

When it was finally time for practice, everyone did their usual thing and after a while, your captain decided to do a match between each other. You were placed in the team with your captain and Mira which to you was quite convenient. By the time it was your turn to serve, your team already had quite the lead, you wanted to lay it off easy and serve a quick and easy one but your captain pressured you to "go all out" and "help her impress Oikawa since you were teammates" and being the amazing and nice (lmao) person you were, you begrudgingly did so.

The serve you made never failed to woo (is that how you spell I can't remember omfg I'm so sorry) everyone around you. Oikawa who had been watching the entire match fell silent and wide eye. The serve seemed oddly familiar to him and so did you.

Your team had scored yet another point from your service ace when a sudden loud burst from the gym doors emerged. The match was momentarily halted from the distraction and everyone stared at the doors anticipating someone to barge in. And barge in they did, you whipped your head and saw a buff tanned spiky haired guy who was irritated by something, you scrunched your brow trying to figure out who he was but concluded that you really didn't know anyone beside from your teammates and classmates.

"I...IWA-CHAN!!" You heard Oikawa squeal out. You figured his name was probably that but that still didn't make you less confused.

"Shittykawa- hOW MANY TIMES DID I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO NOT SNEAK AWAY FROM PRACTICE AND LEAVING A DRAWING OF SOME CHIBI VERSION OF YOURSELF WITH A NOTE IN MY BAG AS A WAY OF INFORMING US?" Iwa-chan scolded. Oikawa seemed to pout from that statement.

"But I did tell you- and at least it was cute !! Iwa-chan pleaseee, the girls kindly invited me to see their practice match— how can I not?"

He doodled? That was unexpected from you.

Iwa-chan sighed and went over to drag Oikawa back to practice when he glanced over one of the bags that were left on the side and saw a somewhat familiar drawing next to them. Dragging Oikawa with him, they went over to observe a painting you made for your art class.

Oikawa looked over and nonchalantly said "hey it kinda looks like what I'd draw," you whipped your head at the statement. Your mind immediately went 'aHA what?' Mira who was by your side too had the same look on her face yet the two of you remained silent. "You mean what your soulmate can draw?"

Oikawa nodded happily, proud of the fact that his soulmate was artistic. Oikawa leaned in on Iwaizumi and whispered, "hey uh speaking of soulmate and talent the girl over there with the (h/c) hair seemed to have some killer serve. And not to brag but it kinda looks like my style"

Iwaizumi was taken aback by this statement, turning his heard around and saw you and Mira staring back at them and replied in disbelief when he turned back, " are you sure?" Oikawa nodded.

With a silent nod of agreement between the two they grabbed your painting and went over to where you were, Oikawa was the one holding onto it while Iwaizumi stood beside. When they finally reached you, Oikawa pointed to your painting he was holding up and cleared his throat asking, "this... you... made this, right?"

You nodded in confusion, how'd he know it was you though. You were about to inquire when realisation hit you,, he wasn't called a talented setter for nothing, and the doodles and- and then it hit you. With a soundless agreement the two of you realised what this meant and what was happening. You still had to double check yourself so you asked how he knew it was you and when he said the play style you had was eerily similar to his everything fell right into place.

Damn. Your his soulmate. The lucky person you were talking about was... you.

"You're my soulmate?" You rhetorically asked as if you were trying to convince yourself this was just some odd dream.

Iwaizumi chimed in and complained about how much Oikawa flaunts his soulmates talent by drawing and painting every time he gets to try to get rid of this odd and semi tense atmosphere.

You stared at Oikawa then to Mira and laughed softly in disbelief, this was such an odd way to find ones soulmate. As if reading your mind, Mira started giggling, making everyone else feel confused and awkward. You looked back up to your soulmate and finally said, "hi, I'm (l/n) (y/n) nice to meet you,"

"Oikawa Tooru" he replied chuckling slightly.

Mira piped in and said, "wow way to find out your soulmate in the middle of a match,, you two didn't even know one another's name come on! Do this later or set a date or something we still have a match! Come one (y/n)!"

This was queue that Oikawa and Iwaizumi had to leave and you to resume your practice match but before he left Oikawa handed you his phone number and said "come meet me after practice." With a wink that made everyone in the gym swoon over.

[voidselfshipp]

The Bells Of New York

Cw:mentions of a woman being harrased,implied sexism (cause its 1700)

A/n: much singing cause you know,cannon Is a musical

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The horn of the boat blew as it was tied to the docks the plank fell and the servants went down it with the language of two very important guests.

Jerico jumped down the ramp holding her umbrella in one hand her father,Raymond dragged his feet to his daughter, who was looking around the place.

Suddenly a sound distracted her,the chime of the church bells.

--Father,isnt this beautiful?

Mildly annoyed her father said--yes my dear

--Do you see the snow around Us?--She sang-- Do you feel the peoples Will to change?

Oh look at them living their lifes, every day hearing the bells of New York square coming to life?

Jericos dad took her hand and stops her,singing--I see the desire in your eyes my dear but we have one hundred Years for our Revelation, we cant draw any attention

A is Woman getting harassed on the street,jerico goes to save the day to be stopped by her father

--This is unnacceptable look at all of this!--she sang with anger--This place needs some change, te digo yo que si!

--We have to wait,theres not time yet

--This town needs change

And that ill bring my way.

For I am the revolutionare

In the streets of New York! Get ready world cause i am here

And with me i bring change

To The sound of the beautiful bells

Of New York!.

Raymond sighed taking her into the carriage.

The Manor they stayed at was big enough for jerico to run around the place.

Before she could however her dad gave her a dress, not her style.

--AND a corset too?this is bull--

--no no,no swearing

--what is this all about?

Her dad sighed taking her hands-- im sorry dear but we need to act as it is normal here, the world is not yet ready for where we come from..

Jeri stormed off into her room upstairs bregudgingly putting on her dress.

--whats the matter dear?--vica, her helper said, putting on the corset.

--I dont enjoy getting my lungs crushed....

Vica laughed and nodded--it is quite challenging but after all the wars youve been through, I think this is nothing compared to you and your armor

Illa came in with the traditional terran dress,she put it on smiling at the familiar feeling of the lightweighted green fabric, the exposed shoulders and the turtleneck.

Sadly for her she also had to put on the cumbersome Pink dress of the eighteen Century.

--This is so annoying!--jer slammed her hands against her desk, while vica did her hair--I get to Keep my hairbun...at least

And so she heard the trotting of horses, she peeked through the Window to find two men stepping out of the carriage,she gasped softly and ushered her helpers approach.

Vica and illa leaned in,--who are they?-- she asked.

Vica smiled fixing their suit--alexander Hamilton and marquiss lafayette, your dad is helping them with the revolution, they catched your eye?

Jerico shook her head with bright Pink cheeks,and a knock on the door informed her that it was time to go to the dinning room--anyway we should get going,come on guys

Vica and illa transformed into cats,vica a black cat and illa a white one.

As jeri Walked down the corridors she couldnt help herself but to sing--would you look all around us, this luxury they gave us, just because.

The red carpets that cover the floor, all this Marble pillars and Stones,the biggest of mansions its all white and enormous, but with it they come prices to pay.

Like this stupid Pink dress...!--she went down the stairs picking up her cats--but at least our guests are quite the catch, wonder what they Will bring for us...--she stops singing entering the dinning room.

--Mr Hamilton, monsieur lafayette, my beautiful daughter, jerico.

Raymond put an arm around her shoulders and Walked her to sit Next to him.

Hamiltons breath hitches when their gazes meet, she had the deepest of green eyes he had ever seen.

He trips and falls over his words, trying to explain their plans for the revolution,lafayette wasnt of any help as it seems the beauty of their acquaintances daughter was making him nervous.

Raymond wasnt pleased with the two men after his daughter,who seemed to be rather amused by the mens behaviour.

But thank god, after a minute of trying the plan came across rather well, and with dinner everything calmed down a bit.

There wasnt Many places where jerico could add her own point of view, as part of her fathers "fit in" plan she wasnt allowed to add in conversations she was allowed to back in her home.

So right after she finished eating she excused herself and went to the big garden where she took off the dress and hung it in a Bush.

--Finally free!--she sings-- finally me!, can you feel the breeze blowing in the trees?!--Her cats walk closely-- do you see the clouds passing by in the night Sky?no rules to follow no stupid plans to act by, its me, myself and I!...--she twirls and falls to the Grass-- every small being, working day and night, the animals sleeping and stalking around?.

Oh how I miss being free, no stupid rules to follow,no plans to act by, just me...myself...--she made a pause- And I...

She sighs putting her knees against her chest and her arms around her legs.

Vica purss against her side--I cant wait to go back home...I cant Belive dad would make us act as something we arent,I dont like those dresses,I hate being diminished for the gender I was asigned at birth..I hate those corsets and I hate to act pretty and shy so the men arent scared away!

Suddenly a Man offers her his hand,he looks up.

Hamilton smiled softly--Then why obey by something that makes you feel so bad?-- he said helping her up.

--youre not supposed to see me like this..--she said gripping the sleeves of her dress that gathered at her wrists.

--See you by how you truly are?

--yes...--she sighed looking away.

He takes a few steps closer--if I may--he takes her hand and she meets his eyes-- I think youre very beautiful just the way you are, you shouldnt abide for something that tells you you shouldnt be you..

--The whole situation is serious,and we cant risk it..

--but that doesnt mean you should Hamilton licked his lips and offered his arm--let me take you for a walk

She took his arm--if you think you can change my mind,youre wrong mr.hamilton

He chuckled softly--can I try?

--youre welcome to

And so they Walked through the garden, the quiet chatter being interrupted by soft laughter and terrible puns.

When it was time for him to leave he escorted her back to her room,and smiled.

--Will you come to tomorrows meeting?--Hamilton asked.

-- I dont think my father Will let me

--Then lets make a plan, ill leave the meeting early and ill meet you at the gates of the mannor,ill take you to town and ill give you a tour

--youre insane--she said with a small smile--i like that

She pressed a soft kiss against his cheek--good night, Alexander --and so she closed the door changing into her night gown, and falling on the bed.

During the ride home Hamilton couldnt stop thinking of her.

And she wasnt able to fall asleep thanks to the thoughts of him that plagued her mind.

Somehow someway they knew they were meant to be.

[anastasiaskarsgard]

Hydrangea - Chapter 1

The home was large and imposing. Located on the second largest island, in the Stockholm archipelago, it was connected to Stockholm by a bridge, which meant it was in the perfect location to quickly reach the rest of civilization whenever the moment was required -- but was enough out of the way that I didn't have to be bothered by anyone. The quiet location of the home allowed me the peace and privacy recent events, had made so valuable.

Upon stepping inside, I noted the dust that covered every single surface within the home; and on the kitchen table -- sat a magazine from six years ago. It had been a while since anyone used this place. It had been in our family for several generations, and although it was grand and beautiful in the summer, it was a hard place to live in the winter. Just heating it, was a small fortune, especially considering it had no protection or barriers to help shield it from the ferocious frozen winds, that relentlessly lasted the coldest months of an already savage cold.

 My tiny Pomeranian, Max, took a moment to sniff around. He was as fearless as he was adorable, and I could only pray that he managed to stay out of trouble. Max was my loyal little man, and when i was at my lowest, he really helped me keep going. I had given up on myself, but I couldnt let my little Max down. I leaned down and gave him a quick back rub, before he trotted off to sniff around some more. I could only imagine the sensory overload all this was to a little city dog, that now had an entire new world to investigate.

I walked around the house, going from room to room, opening up windows to let in the fresh air. I peeked over at my neighbors house, and was pleased to see people were there.

Back when I was growing up, I would come here every summer, without fail. During that time, I had managed to develop amazing friendships with the children who had lived next door -- Bill and Eija Skarsgard. Bill was the tall and lanky boy who would always have scrapes and bruises, and absolutely zero fear whatsoever. Eija, was just as bold as her older brother. She never failed to be confident in any situation -- even when I was hesitant about something. In fact, if I tried to chicken out, or god forbid, not even try, she always found a way to change my mind. I was a naturally timid child, but they would have none of it. There were 3 older brothers, and although theyd often humor us, they were too old to play our silly games of pretend.  But looking back on the events that led me here, I couldn't help but wish I’d stayed that sweet timid girl, that cried when i caught a fish, because id made its mouth bleed. Being fearless and passionate hadnt gone well for me.

These days, from what I'd seen online and read about in articles, it seemed that almost all of the Skarsgard brothers were actors. I remembered the father was some sort of artistic type, and was shocked his sons had followed suit, all but one of them, got so embarrassed by his unapologetic nudity. The boys I grew up playing "make believe" with as children, were now critically acclaimed actors. Not only that but beautiful ones at that! Bill had grown into quite the looker. He was handsome by anyone's standards,  with his rich and dark brown hair, sinful full lips, chiseled facial features and penetrating green eyes. Looking at him in magazines, it was mind-blowing that this was the same boy that helped me build dams out of stones, or dig in the dirt for hours. I was sorry I'd lost touch with them but was too shy to reach out to them now that they were famous. That wasn't why I missed them, although I'm sure that's what they'd think. I hoped that the fame hadn't gone to their heads and that they were still the friendly, free-spirited family that I had always remembered them to be before I couldn't find the time to come back to this place.

When you're a teenager, you don't want to escape the rat race; you want to be in the thick of it. I was by no means a party girl, but I did enjoy an active social life in my teens, and all through college. I was obsessed with getting good grades and was a bit of an overachiever, so I kept myself busy. I was always aloof with boys because frankly, they all seemed more trouble than they were worth. I had high standards and was of the mindset that I would rather be alone than settle for someone perfect for me. Then I met Adam.

Adam appeared perfect, at least at the surface. He was naturally athletic and tall, attractive by conventional standards; and very funny -- as well as charismatic and successful. He honestly had it all, or so I thought. People, myself included, were instinctively drawn in by him. Adam could always be counted upon for a good time with a great story. He was your typical all-american boy next door that you wanted to do bad things with. It’d actually flattered me, when he took an interest in me, and tirelessly pursued me.

If I had to describe myself, physically, I was fortunate enough to be naturally conventionally attractive as well. However, I had a standoffish vibe. In my defense, resting bitch face is a thing that can’t be fixed for some people, but with every cloud, there's a silver lining. Especially since it's saved me from numerous creeps approaching me, and at least gave me the illusion that I blended in, and didn't draw much notice.  I HATED being the center of attention. On a Friday night, you're more likely to find me at home curled up on my couch engrossed in a good novel -- rather than dealing with strangers and drunk people.

I had a very secure career as a  business analyst, for a big utility company; so I was not the person you ever wanted to see. I analyzed our various departments and employees, to always be sure, we work at our most financial efficiency, and if I did come to see you, it wasn’t because to give you a high five. As long as I kept us out of the red, and looked professional and clean, they really couldn't have cared less about aging or being fashionable.

As time progressed within our relationship, I thought nothing of it when Adam got a new assistant at work named Alexis. Alexis had a lovely face and Victoria's Secret body. She was slender, and never appeared to have a single strand of hair out of place. A few friends made comments, but I defended her, annoyed people only looked at her superficially, and didn't take her seriously. I had suffered this same plight, my entire life, so I refused to acknowledge her beauty as anything suspicious. She was brilliant and tenacious, and her organizational skills were spectacular, and coming from me, that's quite a compliment.  She also knew a lot about healthy eating habits and managed to share diet and exercise tips with Adam when he started to find it difficult to fit in some of his suits. I thought it was sweet of him to make a new friend, and treat her like a peer and looking back, I want to choke myself.  I was, quite frankly, the most naive, trusting idiot on the planet.

It started simply; she would occasionally "forget" to give him some messages from me and once in a while laughing a little too much at one of his jokes that just wasn't as funny, or always would touch his arm or back or shoulder. Honestly, it was a tint bit annoying, but he had always been a handsome, charming guy, that made people feel comfortable. She wasn't the first one to be a bit too familiar, but at the end of the day, he loved me and wanted to marry me. I had no reason to not trust him because of her actions. If I'm honest, I probably should confess I am a bit of a reclusive type and am not very attentive or needy. Alone time is right up there with oxygen, for me, so I have to trust completely, or I’ll drive myself nuts.

If I’d paid closer attention, id have questioned why he started staying later and later at the office. I just assumed he was taking on more cases, that he had gained from all the free publicity when he had represented a notorious South American cartel crime lords son, and saved him from what was thought to be a certain a guaranteed death sentence. He’d still received a life sentence, but considering the 74 crimes had been guilty of, that was damn near a miracle! So, I didn’t mind when he had to cancel several dates with me. In fact, I was proud of him for getting more work, rising in the ranks of the legal hierarchy as well. Then there was his sudden disinterest in looking at houses with me. One of the most significant conflicts in our relationship had always been that I refused to move in together until we were married. Since we were going to be getting married at the end of summer, he had been foaming at the mouth to pick out our future home, but now it was like he planned on buying a house after we were married. I didn't let it bother me though, I figured that because of his busy work schedule, it would just be easier for me to take photos of the houses for him, and put them all in an online portfolio for him to review at his convenience. I even went as far as completely buying his bullshit excuse of "needing something to hold back his hair out of his eyes, while he was at the gym" when I found a woman's hair tye in his fucking bathroom. (Believe me, if I could go back and slap the shit out of myself --) :

It wasn’t until I received a call from my gynecologist with the results from my yearly pap smear -- that I was doused in the cold hard reality of what was going on. I had chlamydia, and quite frankly -- I wanted to cut his manhood off and make him eat it, I was so mad. I stormed into his office and burst through the doors dramatically slamming the test results on his desk in front of him. And you want to know the embarrassing part? I still didn't think it was Alexis.

“What dirty ass whore, have you been sticking your dick in? Who was worth throwing us away, because its fucking over.” I said menacingly enough, he scooted back a bit.

“I dont think you should talk about her like she cant hear you, for fucks sake,” he said looking over at Alexis who continued to work quietly and avoid eye contact with me; almost pretending as if nothing were wrong and she could not in fact hear me.

I was at a complete loss. I stood there with my mouth agape, trying to process this information, and when I could feel the lump in my throat rise, and the tears threatened to fall, I turned on my heel and left, without saying another word.

Looking back, I should have noticed several signs that something was amiss.

About six months ago, he became very concerned with his appearance; hitting the gym, eating healthy, buying anti-aging products, investing in several expensive wardrobe pieces, getting a new hairstyle. I had found it funny that at 30 years old, he was having a mid-life crisis. I’d tease him about it a little bit, and he’d just roll his eyes and say he wasn’t a natural stunner like me.

I’ve always been very low maintenance, but that’s because my body knows it has to keep it together because I’m not doing a bunch of crazy stuff to stay young. I’m totally fine with gray hairs, wrinkles and wearing my Juicy tracksuits that haven’t been in style, for a decade. There were better odds that I’d get superpowers than I’d get Botox.

I had been so blind. Such a fool.

When Adam came by my home to pick up his possessions he’d left there over the years, she came along and even had the audacity to come inside with him. She had this smug look on her face, and kept whispering to Adam and giggling. I knew she was trying to get a rise out of me but was a lady dammit... I held it together until they finally left, and as I closed the door and locked it behind them, I pressed my forehead to the door, willing myself to stay strong, but my legs got so weak, and the air felt like it’d been knocked out of me. And I suddenly felt far too heavy to stand. I crumpled to the floor, and curled myself into the fetal position, and cried like I, ve never cried in my entire life. Hysterical, slobberyface, sobbing with boogers, till my throat and diaphragm hurt, and then I cried some more.

My heart was broken. I felt like my life was over, and my chance at happiness had left with him. I sunk into a pretty deep depression and stopped cleaning the house and speaking to anyone outside of work. If it hadn't been for my loyalty to Max, I don't know if I would of left my house. I had to take care of Max tho, so I pressed on although I was a shell of my old self.

I’d torture myself looking at their social media accounts, with all their cute little pictures and sappy comments. I’d never been one to post 1000 pictures of my life or write to my boyfriend. I saw every day, professions of my love for all the world to see. I updated my Instagram maybe once a month, unlike Alexis, who seemed to update hers about once an hour. It was disgusting.

That’s how I saw the hydrangea bushes.

I always loved hydrangeas and had asked Adam if I could plant some at his office, and he’d always said they were too problematic. I’m an analyst, so rather than argue, I gathered various varieties and strains, what their strengths and weaknesses were, what colors were offered, how often they bloomed and what was required to keep them alive. I had presented Adam with the top 3 hydrangea candidates in folders that were the color they’d bloom to be, and was rather pleased with myself. He’d been busy at the time and handed the folders off to Alexis, promising to look them over later. I asked him a few times if he’d gotten a chance to look them over and he’d get annoyed, so I just let it go.

Now I was sitting here, seething with rage, looking at Alexis, posing next to a sizeable Bloomstruck hydrangea bush holding my motherfucking folder.

I don’t know what came over me, but I had to destroy that bush.: I stayed up all night, figuring out the best strategy. Finally, I decided to go by his office before sunrise, since no one would be around, for me to douse said bush in lighter fluid and walk away to let it soak in. Eventually, once they had arrived at the office a little bit later, I would wait for them to all be inside and then casually stroll on by and toss a lit match in the bush.

 Burn baby, burn! 

His office building was made out of bricks and the flowering bed was also encased in bricks; there was no risk of it getting out of control.

I jogged by, splashing the contents all over the bush, and then crossed the street to the parking garage, where I took the stairs up to the sixth floor, where I could see them arrive without being seen. People never look up.

It didn't take long before I saw Adam’s shiny black Mercedes pull into his reserved parking space, and imagine my surprise when Alexis got out the passenger side. I guess he was giving her rides to work now too, or maybe they even lived together. Frankly, I didn't care, but they were not getting happily ever after, with my favorite fucking flowers!

They kissed and held hands, in front of God and everybody. It was repulsive and so unprofessional. He pulled her into a deep kiss and then went inside, leaving her outside. What was she doing? I bet she was going to take some fucking selfies. She walked over to MY bush, digging in her purse. More pictures with the bush, but when she pulled something out of her purse, my stomach dropped. In her hand, she had a cigarette and a lighter. She tried to light her cigarette, but it was a windy day. Thank God, I breathed a sigh of relief until she huddled down into the bush, using it to block the wind and lit her cigarette. I'm not exaggerating when I say; she quite literally burst into flames.

 I watched in horror, as she ran around flailing her arms and screaming completely engulfed in flames. Then I turned around, and I ran as fast and as far as my legs would take me in the opposite direction.

I want to give a huge thank you for helping me with editing @imaginationlane. She is such a good writer, and she took the time to help point me in the right direction and I'm very thankful. I actually edited something!!!! Yeah!!!

If I should keep going, like or comment or reblog. I welcome any comments, good or bad.

[pwnyta]

Full Endgame spoilers/review:

(TL;DR: It was really fucking good. Theres some bad obviously but overall worth it. Even after reading the spoilers and feeling like I may not like it as much as I thought I would... I actually liked it more.)

- - So as I said I loved the movie I had some gripes but overall I thought it was one hell of a fun, entertaining movie. I'll go by each characters story in my review saving Cap and Tony for last.

Natasha- Honestly? Though I think the MCU dropped the ball on the 0G6 being a believable family... I think Nats role in this movie was sweet. I really like the scene where Tony Nat and Bruce were laying down talking about Strange and the stones. It was really cute but it really made me wish we got to see this earlier. Joss dropped the ball hard in AoU. Ive said it one and I'll say it again. AoU should have been the movie where the Avengers were a solid unit throughout the movie.Nats death was... heroic but honestly her and Clint beating the shit out of each other because neither could stand the thought of the other being sacrificed was kinda funny and cute which is jarring to the story. It kinda sucks that she was fridged before the final battle though.

Clint- What are the fucking odds that every one of his family was dusted? But w/e. Clint having a wild sword battle in Japan... it was ridiculous and weird and IDK what they were thinking with that scene but it was played really dramatically but I laughed? Cuz it was so over the top and silly... even though he just slit that guys throat and Nats like :c Clint~ honey no its fine... and they hold hands over the guys warm corpse. LMFAO WHAT!? Im at least happy his kids got him back if nothing else.

Bruce- ... Bruce with Hulks big green body? NICE. Thats gonna have some interesting fanart I can already tell and I lift my glass to you. I once tried to draw a little comic where Bruce and Hulk separated but also had swapped bodies.... so Bruce had Hulks body but I never did finish it I wonder if I still have it saved somewhere. Anyways. Honestly? I found Bruce in this movie to be equal parts funny and annoying? Like it was a bit jarring sometimes that he was so lighthearted despite everything.

Thor- When I read the spoilers I thought I was gonna really dislike Thor but watching it I understood where Thor was coming from and I couldnt really blame him for spiraling and its not like anyone close to him seemed to even check up on him despite clearly knowing where he was. Im really sad that it took all those years and only until he was needed for someone to try and talk Thor through what he was going through. Im not annoyed with Thor. Im annoyed with the rest of them (minus Tony and I guess Clint? Considering.). Bruce was his friend in Ragnarok, Nat keeps talking about them being family, and Steve is their leader where the hell were they? Unless im missing something... I guess Valkyrie too but shes been picking up his slack as a leader and was holding the Asgardians together so I can cut her some slack. ANYWAYS. Thor was kinda funny in the movie but it was kind of hard to enjoy his goofiness. It kind felt like Tony in IM2. Speaking of Im glad Tony seemed really tolerant of Thors drunk behavior... I was sure he would throw a lot of shots like Rocket did. I wish they had a moment to talk about Thor self medicating with booze... Tonys been there. I get why they couldnt really but.. His scene with Frigga was really nice. Frigga is a bad bitch raised by witches and shit.... she knows all~ A wise woman that Frigga.

Scott- HOLY SHIT Did I love Scott in this movie. He was soo funny and cute... and bullied a lot. You know I have a thing for easily bulliable character. And Scott just got spanked left and right. His helpless goofiness reminded me of Harry from KKBB a little. He bounced off everyone well and it makes me kinda wish he was one of the OG6 instead of Clint. He was more of the heart that kept the Avengers together than anyone. Also him and Tony talking about Caps ass? HILARIOUS. Bisexual icons honestly. 'That suit did nothing for your ass.' 'No one asked you to look!' 'I think you look great Cap as far as Im concerned thats Americas ass!' and then later Caps all 'That IS Americas ass.' Unbelievable. But his best scene is still him reuniting with Cassie. She was so big! Im so happy she got her dad back... but Bruces failed time travel machine scene.... that was a close second. 'Somebody peed my pants... idk if it was baby me or old me........ or me me.' Also the 'whats up regular sized man' scene is longer and more hilarious than the preview showed. FUCK YOUR TACO SCOTT. At least Bruce is nice to him. I ship GreenAnt a little. Rocket petting Scott and mockingly calling him a puppy. SAME.

Rhodey- JESUS RHODEY. Speaking of hilarious idiots. Im glad he got a bigger roll in this movie but he didnt hug Tony when he got back so whats the point? BUT W/E... He was hilarious and amazing. It was nice to see him step up as one of the sorta leaders after the snappening. But he was also A HUGE FUCKING DORK THE ENTIRE WAY THROUGH. Thinking that a secret cavern with a spooky name would be boobytrapped like in Indiana Jones and trying to convince Nebula to be careful. Naming a bunch of shitty time travel movies to prove a point about time travel (with Scotts help) and going back in time to kill baby Thanos...and Bruce was like 'yeah... no...' and him fucking TRASHING the magic of the iconic opening scene of the first GotG where Quill is dancing.... 'so hes an idiot?' RHODEY PLEEEEAAASSSEEEE have mercy. Him and Nebula are a trip. Also I made a note to mention Don Cheadles BEAUTIFUL soft voice. So here it is. I love Don Cheadles beautiful soft voice. He had too few scenes with Tony but their first scene when Tony starts freaking out and hes trying to get Tony to calm down was pretty good... and god that ending.... ;-; How come Rhodey got NO lines while Tony was dying? But also in the same position I dont think Id have any words either. I too would just cry. And did... for Tony. But yeah besides his lack of scenes with Tony I really loved Rhodeys scenes. I usually do. Hes adorable.

Nebula: Sweetie... You are just amazing. Shes legit one of the best most solid characters in the movie. The opening scenes between her and Tony? FUCKING adorable. Im sad we dont see more of them after the time skip. I also wish we got a longer scene of Neb and Rocket talking when she gets to earth... I guess just seeing them sit together sadly was enough to portray the emotions but.... I MEAN. More Nebula wouldnt hurt anyone. Having to see two tortured versions of Nebula was upsetting. Future Nebula who lost so much and past Nebula still under Thanos' thumb. 'You can change!' 'He wont let me' OOF. Im sad that past Nebula was killed... but appreciate that even in that moment past Gamora was upset to see her be killed. Im glad with Present Neb, Gamora was so easily heel-face turned. She loves her sister. Also their moment after past Gamora beats up present Quill was hilarious 'Really? This is the guy?' 'The choices were him or a tree.' WHAT ABOUT DRAX, NEBULA?! I know I said I may not watch any MCU movies after this but I might tune in for GotG3 for Nebula (and Thor).

Steve: I actually ENJOYED Steve in this movie for the most part. For the first time in any movie... even by himself I kind of enjoyed Steve. Especially the scene when hes fighting himself and his past self says 'I can do this all day' and hes like 'Tst... yeah I know... okay' Like he was sick of his own damn bullshit. And frankly? Same. Also him whispering 'Hail hydra' to get the scepter? Hilarious. I cant help but see it as a knock at that shitty Hydra Cap comic that everyone hated. But despite me enjoying Steve for most of the film... the MCUs inability to write a good romance and pretending like Steve and Peggys relationship was a peak or something completely undoes it all. It would still NOT BE GREAT regardless but the fact the RUSSOS are the ones who brought Sharon into TWS in the first place makes it SO MUCH WORSE that Steve dipped out. Steve should have moved on... even if it wasnt with Sharon. They could have at least MENTIONED HER but they knew they couldnt because then it would be too highlighted that Steve is a fucking FUCK BOY who used the niece of the woman he loved as a surrogate and that him going back to the past means hes gonna be meeting little Sharon at some point. Also? Really? Steve you have this whole new family you supposedly love and can live your life with but you rather go back in the past because the first woman who was nice to you was there? Move on. Its so fucking weird that hes so obsessed with her. You have your childhood friend and the rest of your new friends... and supposedly a girlfriend. IDK how anyone could be happy with that ending for him. But I guess its in character... remember the note he sent Tony 'I've been on my own since I was 18.' What about Bucky? He was there with you and you had family in the Avengers supposedly. Natasha seemed to think so. YOURE SUCH A FUCKIN SCUMBAG STEVE. Jesus.

Tony: First of all Id just LOVED his scenes with Nebula as I said. He sat there patiently teaching how to play paper football and held her win. It was REALLY cute. When he passed out she picked him up off the floor and sat him down on the chair and pat him. REAL CUTE. He nicknamed her 'The Blue Meanie' its cute and he tried to give her the last of their food but she insisted he eat it. Bobbos eyes never looked more gorgeous than in that scene where Carol finds them honestly. Tonys I told you so was really really sad. It had a lot of feeling like that scene in AoU when he laughs hysterically and starts ranting? Rhodey tried to calm him down but he just ripped into Cap. Also he yanked off his arc reactor and I FULLY JUMPED IN PANIC because I forgot it wasnt in him. I fully flinched. But he pulled his heart out and gave it to Steve and then passed out. Tony and Peppers daughter is ADORABLE. And her interactions with Tony are so sweet. Domestic Tony is lovely. I love that when Steve and the gang roll up on him Morgan runs out during their discussion and is like 'Mom told me to come and save you....' and hes like 'Well Ive been saved!' REAL CUTE. Also he swore and his daughter copied him and hes like NOOOOO!!!!!!! LMAO. LANGUAGE Tony. Tony is motivated to fix things seeing that pic of him and Peter. Hes such a softie. IM REALLY REALLY SAD that we finally see Pepper kinda GET Tonys need to be Iron Man and is like 'But could you rest?'. The one time she encourages him to go back to be Iron Man and he fucking DIES. Im so sad for Pepper. But that scene between them where shes like 'We'll be ok.... you can rest now.' FUCK. Im crying again. That scene between him and Steve- 'Someone shoula warned you~' 'You did...' 'Oh did I? Thank god Im here' has the same energy as 'Who taught you how to dance?' 'You did.' 'Well Ive done a marvelous job!' It was pretty great. Tonys nicknames for Scott are 'Pissant' and 'Thumbelina.' Im not OVERLY fond of his scenes with Howard. But honestly? My brother is the same way with our dad... he just chooses to forget the bad stuff and focus on the few good times. I cant do that but if it made Tony happier then VERY WELL. I wish Tony coulda talked to Jarvis too tho... just a word... anything? Best Tony scene is Peter babbling about how he musta passed out because Tony was gone and and and and Tony just hugs him so tightly and Peters hugs back and is like :D 'this is nice'! Though that STARK contrast of them after Tony uses the gauntlet... and Peter is like 'Mr Stark... we won... we did it... no Mr Stark...' Big Simba and Mufasa feels (and kind of Hughes and Elicia tbh). Not cool Disney. I was already crying. Rhodey was the first to reach Tony and Tony couldnt say ANYTHING to anyone and Rhodey just pets his cheek... Tony was just looking around as his family just has to watch helplessly as hes dying and Pepper tells him its ok. His funeral was really nice. He recorded a message for everyone kind of like his message for Pepper on the ship. Everyone was there... I think even Harley (Im really sad we didnt see them get reunited even once). The scene with Happy and Morgan was really sweet. 'I'll buy all the cheeseburgers you want....' It was cool to because... ya know.... Jon Favreau. He got a really beautiful end. I wish he could just retire and live with Pep and Morgan... but if he had to die... that was a really lovely sendoff. SO ALL IN ALL. Awesome movie. I didnt get to see past elderly Steve passing the shield off to Sam... I'll have to rewatch it again when theres a better version. Especially for that fucking STUNNING end battle. Even with the shitty cam I watched it looked AMAZING and I cant wait for it in HD.

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Who: Luke & Dom  Description: Luke opens up to Dom whilst getting a Tattoo from him. 

Luke: Luke never usually spoke to people he didn't know that well about things, but he didn't really have any friends around here and he needed to let things out. He decided to tell Dom, maybe he could help in some way, plus it be good to catch up and talk to his room mate, getting to know him a little more too. He worked in a tattoo shop so was the perfect chance to even get himself another tattoo. He went to where Dom had told him and walked inside, waving as he saw the other guy.

Dom: Domonic was never taken as someone who would offer help or listen, but he was the opposite, he loved it, it was one of the reasons he was good at his job. He listened as he worked and there was a lot of time for costumers to start rambling about stuff , some might even tell him stuff too personal. He would love to get closer to his roommate, he needed some new friends around. He was finishing up a customer as he looked up seeing Luke walk inside he lifted his chin a bit for a hi since he couldn´t wave " be right there" he said before turning his head back down to his customer , as he was done he showed in the mirror and guided him to the cashier where he told the person how to take care of it and got paid. "So, you found the place!" the male spoke as he took his rubber gloves of

Luke: Luke nodded as he said he would be right there, going over to the wall to look at the tattoo designs around on there, he was quite impressed with them he had to say. "I did, wasn't too bad to find actually" he smiled going back to looking through a book of designs.

Dom: "It´s a fucking blessing to live this close to your work man" he laughed " so, you really want a tattoo?"

Luke: "i'm all over the place with my work so i can imagine it being less annoying to get there" he laughed "Yeah of course, you can finish my sleeve off for me, got the top of my arm to go wild on"

Dom: Dom checked his arm" dude that is some good tattoos, suit you well, so what are your ideas?"

Luke: "Thanks had them done back in London but been wanting to find a decent artist here to finish them. So here we are." He smiled "I honestly don't know, throw me some ideas"

Dom: "how do you know im decent?" he laughed before thinking for a moment giving him some ideas

Luke: "The sketches you've already done" he pointed to the book laughing "let's go with the crest, something a little different and it actually sounds pretty cool, with the lion... be like Harry Potter" he grinned

Dom: he nodded scetchinh

Dom: it as he spoke. he got luke ready sitting down with him making it ready

Luke: Like say himself down in the chair watching as he sketched feeling quite happy with it "draw away" he grinned

Dom: Dom did what he had to do then started to tattoo him keeping himself concentrated " so what´s up?"

Luke: "I dont even know where to start, there is a guy, and we had something together like ages back... and it was amazing, i never felt so happy or felt so much for someone, and i thought it was going so well but one day he didnt turn up to meet me and just left, it had been so long not hearing from him or seeing him and then all sudden he is here... living next door to us, and the other day i bumped into him and we kind of exchanged some thing, i was mad but all the feelngs were there and i cant stop them, then he kissed me and things just got so much more complicated... i dont know what to do" he tried to keep as still as possible for him

Dom: Domonic listened keeping his eye on what he was doing. " that does sound complicated, can I guess who it is? it´s that guy who writes isn+t it? he said something about wanting to run away from his problems and move the other day. It does sound like a lot mate, but I mean who the hell leaves like that and kisses someone the first thing they do? my summer fling who I had a thing for is here to apperently and I haven´t tried to snog her"

Luke: "yeah its him, he said he shouldnt of done it, but i couldnt help but say i liked it... which was stupid of me because i think i made it worse saying that because he said i shouldnt, and kept backing away, then went. I guess its because im here that he does want to move?" he sighed softly "i got a job coming up what i have to get back to them with, working away for a little bit, id be out the way" he bit his lip softly.

Dom: "You shouldn´t have to hide because he is here, he should feel shit for leaving you like that, I don´t know the dude, but come on, there must be something going on there for him to do that"

Luke: "I dont know... i honestly dont know anything going on with it.." he looked around for a moment before turning focus back to him

Dom: "you seem quite trouble with it, do you love the guy?"

Luke: Luke shrugged a little, he did know his feelings but everything was just so complicated. "i did fall for him... thats why it hurt so much when he left..."

Dom: "what about now? you have some feelings for him, you just need to figure out what those are, if you are mad at him, if you´re hurt, if you still love him"

Luke: "I do still love him, its why im like this" he took a breath "im not as mad as i was before, it was more because it hurt"