#i dont watch marvel so i dont know what character she plays

[sweet-pearl]

Angela Bassett at the oscars wearing Moschino at the 2023 oscars 💜

[meruz]

another ask post

i mean i also read it because a friend whos rly into queer SFF fiction circles recced it but she did kinda lead with "the writer used to write hs fanfic...tasmyn..taz...?" to which i replied

of COURSE I read the locked tomb because i heard taz had written a book. of course. ill consume most any media made by a beloved homestuck bnf. thats also why i played undertale. and read like..snotgirl. and idk... watched the new dub of neon genesis evangelion.

if u made homestuck fanwork 10 years ago and havent even made it since chances are I still remember and I love you for it.

sdlkfhsg its funny you sensed that because that drawing did in fact start kinda more........ well, I'd be lying if I said my hands never wrought a drawing toeing over the pg-13 line LOL...

NOT to say i have a secret stash of porn or anything. in general im more interested in the implication of sexuality or mature themes over any explicit depiction. like everything i draw is so softcore itd almost feel silly to make a nsfw acc for anything.

but im not rly jumping to post anything on main either bc i get the sense i have a lot of kids in my social media following. it varies from site to site and fandom to fandom but the themes in my work often circle around childhood, coming of age etc and in general i like stories about kids so the fandoms i draw for have a lot of kids in them. even stuff like IT (stephen king) which is about kids but isn't necessarily for kids.. there were a lot of kids in that fandom lol.

actually thats why ive been censoring swears in comics lately because the tmnt fandom comes across to me as a little young...IDK I've had MULTIPLE people ask me what "sodomize" means because of the joke in this post and I'm like... I Cannot be the one to explain this to you. you have to look it up on your own klfsdhsdg like i wouldn't be doing this if i were doing a comic for mgs or even homestuck wherein the characters textually swear constantly LOL but sometimes u gotta change tacks depending on the faces u see in the crowd yknow.

i HAVE been thinking abt drawing nsfw of sunspot/richard rider/kobak from x-men red just because that comic seemed to be really asking for it. who knows.. if the need rly arises maybe my separate account policy will change.

its rly more a matter of the fact that i havent read/watched much of any other iterations... im sure id like most lol. I like most things related to my interests regardless of quality. i rly like the marvel ultimate alliance games for instance. sometimes seeing my fave guy is enough he doesnt have to be well written LOL. i dont exactly have a wealth of free time tho thats the real impediment.

i did watch the 2007 movie on new years eve and found it quite charming overall. and i have read about 30-40 issues between the mirage and idw comics. still feels like im barely scratching the surface but i liked em. i rly want to read all the sophie campbell stuff bc i think her work is interesting. jason aaron will be a mixed bag i think lmao. i say as the worlds biggest Wolverine and the X-Men (2011) fan.

hmm this is kinda hard bc i feel like i naturally draw very loose and the hard part for me is tightening it up. maybe some suggestions tho...

1) hand excercises. i think its easy to forget this when many artists sit in front of the computer all day but drawing is a physical activity u do with ur actual...bodys...muscles lol. if u feel urself tightening up it might help to strech (any google search for "artist hand excercises" should yield good results) or do a page of loose practice strokes like..big circles. long lines. scribbles. that kinda thing. whatever feels good for ur hand. this is also just good to do as a general warm up before u sit down for any drawing sesh.

2) draw further away from the canvas. as a general rule...when ur painting traditionally you do the big strokes with your whole arm outstreched and a long handled brush. and when you do the details its smaller wrist movements and a shorter handled brush. so it might help to take a step back or push back from ur chair a little.. or hold ur tablet a little further away. and hold your pen further away from the nib.

3) change mediums / brush types. some brushes and mediums are more suited to loose sketching and some more inclined towards detail work. so changing ur tool could help. also! i personally have this problem where sometimes if im using a brush i feel really familiar with the pressure to make a "good" "finished" "perfect" drawing is greater... if i want to force myself to loosen up ill switch to a tool i dont use as often so it feels like the pressure is off. a lot of times for me this is switching from digital to traditional. but sometimes its switching from a small pen to a big marker. or a smooth pen to a textured one. or a nice brush to a shitty dried up marker.

but also every body is different so i dont think these tips will work for everyone. u should listen to what ur body and mind tell u and how drawing feels to you

bro just sign up and set it up i dont think theres much to it... i dont rly think too much abt my itch.io store because its digital goods so u just upload the file and let it do its thing. no distribution work needed on ur part. youll notice i barely even advertise my itch unless i have smth new on there lol.. its easy. but good luck!!!

idk if im the best person to ask this im more a comic fan than i am a comic professional... a comic hobbist.

well. scott mcclouds understanding comics and making comics are good books on the craft. i think i had to buy them for a class in art school once.

other than that idk just keep at it. comics are really laborious i think for a lot of people the hardest part is sitting down and doing it.

i think a lot of people have a very instinctive understanding of how to read comics and what they look like so whatever you think seems like good way to tell the story you have in mind, its probably right. if u get stuck, study comics that have done something similar. most people in comics are relatively self taught and actually it can be problematic bc you can tell when a lot of comic artists are all copying the same like 5 old white guys LMAO. but on the flip side if you make sure to reference and study broadly your comics will almost assuredly feel unique.

sorry im responding to this anyways. this is just a really nice ask. i like when people reference my older work bc i feel like sometimes theyre subtly implying it wasnt very good LMAOOO. but its true! at least compared to the work i make now ^^ and the fact that im still making art is whats keeping me from being embarassed abt how much of my old art just floats around online lmao im never ashamed to be growing and learning. isnt that a nice thought <3

[clatoera]

For the choose violence ask game - 1, 12, 18, 19, 22, 23

oh bestie you did not come to PLAY with this list okay okay okay I dont even know what i'm about to get myself into but okay!

The character everyone gets wrong and why?

I mean..we all know i have really strong opinions on the baby careers from the 74th, but a lot of that is based on extrapolation. So, instead, I'm going to go with my queen Enobaria. Yes. She has her little shark teeth. Yes she is a D2 victor. But she also is the only one left. Enobaria, we can assume, loses all of her friends either in the games or in the war. Of course people like to see her as crazy and blood thirsty, and yes I truly believe she could have won the Quarter Quell. That being said..when we see her in the end of Mockingjay she is the only Career left. period. And when she votes yes to the games it's like..not this over enthused yes because she loves the hunger games..it's let them know how it feels. Let the Capitol know how it feels to train and die and watch the children you mentor die and the friends you've made die and be abused and it's not about the glory of the games. It's about let everyone know how to feels to be the victor, to be the mentor, to be the person who watches someone they knew even briefly die. I love you Enobaria you will always be famous.

12. The unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

I have written 200k words on unpopular characters that people should like more so this one doesn't seem like i'll do much difference in answering but I'm going to go with Glimmer. Glimmer is a teenage girl who is immediately represented as a sex object. That is how she is presented; sexy. She's a teenager, literally no older than 18. Yeah we can hate her for whatever reason we want (which we don't really have a reason to) but I think it's important to recognize why she exists within the story and what I think the bigger point of her is and it's to represent how the capitol views them. She is, to me, very clearly a parallel to Cashmere who we know was a full fledged sex trafficking victim by snow. That is VERY Clearly what he fate would have been. She was a child being sold as a sex object so she could possibly survive, baby girl they could NEVER make me hate you!

18. It's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on..

Enobaria, period.

19. you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...

I have absolutely no shame/horror/etc over the fact I like anyone, I quite literally run a blog titled "mother of all careers apologists". We know who I like. We know I like Cato and Clove and Glimmer and Marvel. This is not news. I am not ashamed. It is my entire brand at this point.

22. Your favorite part of canon everyone else ignores?

I actually answered this one yesterday right here, it's the fact Peeta and Katniss come out of the arena with physical impairments and that Peeta is an amputee and that largely influences his story in Catching Fire in the arena!

23. Ship you've unwillingly come around to?

Again...I don't really think I came around to anything unwillingly. I run a Clato blog. I wrote Cashbaria into my stories. I consider myself a pioneer of Glimmer/Marvel shipping territory. If anything I think I make other people come around to ships against their will. Welcome to the fun house of career x career shipping that crosses district lines and weasels into everyone's hearts.

Thank you friend!!!

[kits-ships]

🔒🔒🔒 three for you as well!!

oh no. now i feel like im exposing myself fhkgfd

send me a 🔒 and I'll tell you a character who I WOULD f/o if I locked the fuck in (to their source) and why! (x3)

#1

JASON........

SORRY but. ... i am unfortunately not immune to men who are big and terrifying... and i love him. not only is he cool in-universe, but headcanons for him are so cute. i esp love the worthikids interpretation of him.

my husband and i recently watched all the movies but my pokemon brainrot is too strong. i unfortunately do not choose what consumes my life, and pokemon has more depth, i suppose

#2

i havent really interacted with anything related to marvel in a while, but storm lives in my mind 24/7. she is so pretty and powerful and i love every version of her. shes killing it in every universe

along with the marvel burnout, i dont have any motivation to make another oc for the franchise.... i have 100 hollys and a soleil and im bad at making superhero ocs :(

i will always love you tho storm please get into contact with me

#3

ok. is this one crazy.

this is such a silly little series and i love both bubby and coomer but i have never fixated on it in the same way im fixated on pokemon. i guess it has to do with how unserious it is, combined with the fact that i know nothing about the half-life universe (despite playing the second game)

its just silly :)

[fauslayer]

while im posting tonight. i think about that ptg doodle thats peppino vs pepperman in presumably a 2d fighter a lot so heres my thoughts on how most of the pt + sugspi cast would play in a traditional fg

i posted this in the sugary spire discord and many ppl didnt know the terms. this is alright! i dont mind. i made a little in-depth explanation of the terms i use and break down a little bit more of what i want for each character. pasted under the cut if you would like to see (watch out! its long)

peppino: zangief- very traditional grappler, peppino actually already takes some poses from him while doing certain grabs in pizza tower +rtemkin- considered to be the "best" (in terms of tier placement) incarnation of potemkin, a guilty gear grappler with a lot of really cool tools that really shine at high execution. "grappler with a shoryu" - a shoryu, or a shoryuken/DP is a reversal with an invincible startup. peppino's uppercat animation resembles a shoryuken, hence he gets one. grapplers dont usually get these for balance reasons

noise: kohaku- meddling trap-placement character in melty blood, big trickster that puts things around that youll run into trying to get to her essentially, though shes got really good offense on her own faust- item toss character thats really good at keeping you at whatever range he wants you at onscreen midrange zoner- wants to keep you away, but not at fullscreen, so he can keep putting you into bullshit

pepperman: "big body but not a grappler" - big bodies usually have more health/defense and "armor" on their moves in exchange for slower movement and better payoff "maybe hes doing some tekken shit" - yeah "definitely has counters" - a counter move is a parry that automatically grants you a counterattack

gustavo and brick: relius- guy with good offense who controls a second body on a separate resource meter to lock down pressure

vigi: keepaway characters traditionally have less health than others to make you REALLY worry about getting caught; the noise prefers midrange but vigi prefers full-range and has efficient tools for arena escape

feppi: "what if rainbow mika was dan hibiki" - ok this one has layers. rainbow mika is a disciple of zangief and thus plays somewhat similarly, with more emphasis on speed and such. dan hibiki is a joke "worse" version of ryu command grab rekkas - rekkas are moves in multiple parts/moves that branch into multiple paths. like A->B->C or A->B-or-C->D. rekkas tend to give characters really cool routing abilities and a more free-flowing playstyle command movement- a move that makes a character perform a special action rather than necessarily an attack, like a teleport or a dodge

pizzahead: i mean hes there(*)

noisette: a "shoto" is a function like ryu or ken, very much the white bread of fighting games but always welcome and usually very fun and expressive to pick up. usually has a projectile and a shoryuken, at least

pizzelle: shoto was explained on the noisette slide 👍 chipp and millia are both characters that focus on incredibly pressure and high combo counts, but have low health and poor defense to balance it out. basically speed demons

pizzano: SUPER ARMOR means you can hit him but it Will Not Stun Him. characters that super armor through shit are usually seen as Scary as Hell but also tend to be slower, big-body damage sponges. i think pizzano can move tho "this mf has divekicks" - this mf has divekicks "what if viewtiful joe was big and scary" - viewtiful joe is generally regarded to be a lower tier character in Ultimate Marvel VS Capcom 3: one of the smallest and slowest characters, with a lot of quirky bullshit that requires a lot of high execution but also a tv pose spotdodge (spotdodge: stay in place and avoid an attack). making vjoe 1. big 2. move better 3. not die instantly the second he gets touched by a magneto would create a horrifying force

gumbob: honest footsies gumbob he has a raging demon

stinky: usually characters with executional difficulty are higher up on the tierlist of a game (like arakune from blazblue and johnny and i-no from ggxrd), but sometimes this is not true (like angel from kof, who is the hardest character in the game to learn but considered one of the worst despite it all) i think stinky would be somewhere in the middle; a character that gives you arthritis to play and has a lot of expression, but gets shut down easy and can have his setups blow up in his face incredibly easy

if anyone else out there has any thoughts on this matter i would love to hear them. im insane.

(*) i dont actually hate pizzahead or anything i think hes really fun. he just baffles me in the way that hes popular and i think im just tired of seeing the popular depictions of him. godspeed pizzahead lovers do not hurl bricks at my window

[fushiguro]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...

ohhh thank you for this question! mmm let's try this, im trying to mix fandoms and not repeat them:

kamala khan from marvel comics: she's the first character i found that i could relate to somehow in mainstream media and i love how complex and brave she is. she's so inspiring to me and growing up with her has been a unique experience, i hold her dear to my heart.

yuuji itadori from jujutsu kaisen: THAT'S MY SON!!!!! i love him so much, he's like that type of character that it's just THE SUN !!!!! i want to keep him safe in my pocket so nothing bad ever happens to him!!! he''s so brave, the fact he decided to enroll jujutsu high only because he wanted to save people, he wanted to do good things askdsjfnj my baby for real <3

sydney adamu from the bear: i love how determined she is. like. she still faces struggles and downs but she is determined to reach her goal and that is so inspiring. plus she's funny and she's played by god herself (ayo edebiri). girlboss of the century.

kate sharma from bridgerton: i fell in love with her reading the book but seeing her played by simone ashley was lifechanging. i am obsessed with her, her dynamic with anthony is one of my fav ships ever (and im usually not into period dramas or period romances), and i can't wait to see more of her. watching bridgerton for kate and kanthony ONLY

bigby wolf from the wolf among us: dude. DUDE. CHARACTER OF ALL TIME. he is a werewolf (i have an insane obsession with werewolves), he is a himbo, he is out there protecting women, he is everything!!!! i love that he is viewed as a dangerous individual yet he is always seeking to do good. idk i love him telltale pls release twau 2 so i can see him

velma dinkley from scooby doo: she is me. i once saw a scooby doo film when i was like 6 and never looked back. she is me. she is bisexual she is a virgo she is a nerd she is obsessed with mysteries she cant see without her glasses she IS ME

spirit from spirit: stallion of the cimarron: one of my fav movies ever, lead by my fav horse ever. he means the world to me and both him and the movie kind of dictated everything i believe in nowadays since i first watched the movie if that makes sense

dinah lance from dc comics: WIFEYYYY even though i have to say i have a complicated relationship with her comics, this was love at first sight. dinah was one of the first dc characters i came across with and i instantly knew she was going to be a fav. i love her powers, her design, her dynamics with other characters and i love her. wish there were more comics that featured a depiction of her that i liked

louis de pointe du lac from interview with the vampire: i am so intrigued by him as a character and i cant wait to see s2 and read the book(s). im referring only to jacob anderson's depiction of the character, btw. im usually not into main characters but there's just something about him that makes me love him. he is so haunted and has gone through so much, it's so interesting to see his journey regarding being a vampire and having this new life.

katniss everdeen from the hunger games: there will never be a leading lady of a young adult saga like her. like. there will NEVER be. she is so complex and so human and so brave and so reserved and all her choices and dlskjmfknfjd. i dont know what else to say dfkjngj.

[wakandabiitch2]

I watched Ms.Marvel today for the very first time.All six episodes within a span of 6 hrs and...

She is my girl.Go argue with a stone (Marvel ISTG DONT EVEN THINK ABT IT-)

Idk if it's just me who hasn't seen many posts and tweets yet but why do I see nobody talking abt the show and HER?? Iman Vellani did a very good job ONG LIKE I WANNA PROTECC™ AND HUG HER ANY MOMENT I CAN

I know that representation has always mattered but I understood it on a very deep level today.The joy I felt everytime I heard the people in the show speaking in Hindi and Urdu...maaaann I literally teared up everytime!! "haan chalo beta"🥹🥹🥹 The way Iman portrays Kamala is sooo good and how proud Kamala's Ammi and Abbu were in the last episode GAWD I COULDNT STOP CRYING I'm not kidding ok??Proud best friends,proud brother I WANT AAMIR TO BE MY BROTHER TOO BYE- proud parents,proud community IT WAS SO NICE TO WATCH 😭 Iman is a bundle of cuteness and I will never get over her SHE HAS MY HEART and OMGGG THE WEDDING DANCE GEEZ I LITERALLY PLACED MY PHONE ON A TABLE AND DANCED ALONG TO THE MUSIC and the ILLUMIN-AUNTIES LMAOOOO 😭 and hearing Desi music which were included here and there in every episode MAN THE EMOTIONS AAAANNND TO TOP ALL OF THIS (for me)....

I HAD TO PLACE MY DEVICE DOWN FOR A MINUTE TO PROCESS THIS and the other south indian languages too and OMGGGG THE SONG FROM LINGAA in the first episode I CAN TALK ABT THIS AND THIS ALONE FOR DAYS like I know it's just the title and just the beginning of the song BUT IT'S A WIN FOR ME and hey!!Mr.Farhan Akhtar looked dashing might I add....but Waleed,you will be missed.Thank you ❤️‍🩹

Kamala Khan rlly said "Your new comfort character coming right through" AAAAGGRHRHHHH I will give my life for her when it comes to it- and her powers are so beautiful to look at I MEAN THE VIBRANT COLOURS??!! 😩🤌✨️

And Sadie.KAREN.Deever.I WAS SO MAD WHENEVER SHE SHOWED UP Barging into a mosque JUST LIKE THAT??She was humbled very well at the end tho felt very satisfying😌

Yeah,no,nope.I'm not gonna leave this site without talking abt my boy and my tech wizard BRUNO ("Brian"😭💀) CARELLI you absolute cutie pie TEAM BRUNMAL FOREVER 😍🥰😘❤️✨️

omg what did I come up with -

Look at his face...must protecc™ 🥺🤏

Almost shifted to team K&K (iykyk) and then Najma and the "Clandestines" showed up,everything went downhill and there we go - "Jalebi baby" playing in the bg when he came out of the pool and Nakia and Kamala going "Masha allah" I GIGGLED- ngl when he and Kamala held hands and their powers glowed together AAGHHHH😩🦋🦋 I was like KISS KISS KISS but Bruno showed up lmfaooo sorry I laughed -

NOT TO FORGET Hasan and Aisha OMFGG sunshine boy and grumpy girl at first sight SO TRUE 😭❤️ Hasan saying that he couldn't blame baby Sana for looking at Aisha like she was magic GOOSEBUMPS AND 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

Nani,Ammi and my girl bonding 🥹🥹🥹

Ammi said "She's not short.The dress is too long" my heart was so happy and then AUNTIE RUBY came in and she said that she was short and ammi agreed to it too and I was like "Typical" 🙄😮‍💨 It's always the aunties lol

The scenes which showed the after-effects of the 'Partition'...I can't 💔💔💔

ANYWAAAAYYY -

I could go on and on abt this show but I ranted too much already so - 😃✌️🚶🏽‍♀️🏃‍♀️

(Pics - from Pinterest)

[poems-of-a-lover]

nick watches spiderman

oh boy okay. agh. here we go. right off the bat the opening is just SO good??? its so sick and for what??? the soundtrack to both films also is very clearly 2010s pop music or whatever but still im a fan. shoutout to 2012 and 2014 specifically (bc thats when the movies came out KJHKJASHG)

peter playing hide and seek with his father in the beginning of tasm is very cute until u realize why his fathers hiding =]

AGH. richard parker.

oh yeah i forgot abt the office. so richards office gets broken into and like ransacked bc oscorp employees (????) were looking for his data on the spiders. is this ever stated in either film? no.

anyway! time to abandon our child and leave the country! - richard and mary parker

we learn basically nothing abt mary btw like we have noooo idea who she is shes just there

OKAY ALSO in the first film when theyre leaving richard says "be good" and just shuts the door. in the SECOND one he holds peters hand and rubs his thumb over it then says it and leaves. idk why its different its probably just a mistake but i noticed

FLASH THOMPSON this flash is soooo interesting he has such a fun character

peter being a scrawny brunette white boy and a skater and photographer in like the 2010s and also somehow being single is baffling to me

anyway hes abt to get his shit kicked in

remember how i said flash is a fun character? hes not rn he kinda sucks BUT he gets better

like he hits peter a few times but he gets better i promise

SHOUTOUT TO GWEN shes awesome she doesnt suffer from "only worth being a love interest" disease she actually has a full character

also her checking on peter after the fight is so cute

most of her character development and stuff comes in the second film bc it focuses on their relationship more but its so fun

"ben parker dont u even think abt leaving that filthy box in my kitchen" "these are my bowling trophies" "oh well then by all means please leave that filthy box in my kitchen" I LOOOOVE MAY AND BEN

ben is such a fun father figure for peter. like he says he doesnt know how to parent and take care of him well enough but honestly? he does a pretty good job

THIS. GODDAMN BRIEFCASE. THIS BRIEFCASE RUINS SO MUCH.

"guess who sold it to him? your mother, thats how they met" AGHHHH THATS SOOOO CUTE anyway whatever back to peter

oh yeah the photo of richard and curt. the start of it all. KGJHSKJGH this causes so many issues for everyone now

peter parker in glasses. i wanna be him.

im genuine peter parker is like prime gender envy for me i wanna be him soooo bad

THE DOOR LOCK he managed to build his own remote controlled door lock its so fun

ben is suchhh a good character to compare to richard. bens not even blood to peter but he treated him so incredibly well. and ik richard was in danger and thats why he left but he also just left his son. its more complicated than that for sure but at this point chronologically thats all we know

curt and richard working together is soooo interesting bc richard was just out here working for everyone JGHSKJHG

"youll find your badge to the left" [peter looks for two seconds] "are you having trouble finding yourself?" MAAM GIVE HIM TIME KJGJKSHF

like yes he snuck into this very important building and stole an internship slot from someone else but still!! let the man find a fake name!!!

GWEN oh yeah gwen is dr connors head intern she is so incredibly smart JKGHJSKHGKJ like u see her intelligence a lot more in the second film but shes so smart and i love her so much im a gwen stacy fan

each of the spiderman villains (or marvel in general) either want revenge or to make the world perfect. or both. gimme somethin new. /LHLH ITS FUN I ENJOY THE LIZARD PLOT

"hes second in his class" "second?" "yeah" "are you sure about that?" "im pretty sure" peter and gwen my beloveds <333

they have such a fun relationship and it drives me crazy theyre so cute jhafkjhskj even when theyre not together theyre still like. friends. (dont think abt the second movie we're not there yet)

i wish i was watching this with someone so i wouldnt have to explain whats happening on screen while also giving thoughts abt it. whos gonna step up and watch spiderman with me.

PETER. HE JUST BROKE INTO THE BIG SECRET SCIENCE LAB> U CANT JUST.

hes a little stupid

this might go without saying but if ur arachnophobic i do not recommend watching the first movie bc this whole lab sequence is just a shit ton of spiders. the second movie should be good but this one is. not.

anyway peters touching things and its not going well for him

OH YEAH CURTS TALKING ABT NORMAN okay so dr connors work is strictly to work on curing norman osborn bc he has retroviral hyperplasia (the osborn curse) hes not actually working to help ppl, thats not what he was hired for, hes here to help cure norman so that he doesnt die from this disease that no ones cured yet

so what theyre essentially doing is trying cross species genetics to see if some animal with like. self healing abilities. (like a spider) would cure norman if used in the correct way. thats also what richard was working on with him but we dont learn abt that for a while.

ANYWAY MY FRIEND IS DOING STUFF SO IM GONNA PAUSE HERE. ILL PICK BACK UP ON THIS LATER TONIGHT <3

[destinyc1020]

Ana is hit or miss with me. I think she delivers when the writing is solid and shes expected to play off of really talented actors like daniel criag and ryan gosling but when shes expected to lead or to carry a film she struggles. She also does action really well.

Chris and anna had chemistry in knives out but that is a byproduct of rian johnson knowing how to utilize his actors.

Chris evans to be honest, I dont think hes all the charismatic nor do I think he can carry a film or elevate a film with his performance alone nor does he provide the space for his co-stars to shine on screen (not offscreen) thatsl is just an opinion feel free to disagree

Thanks Anon 😊

Re: Ana.....

I agree.... She's hit or miss for me too. She has great potential though. I think she makes a stronger supporting character opposite a good lead actor, rather than being a strong lead actress herself.

But! That could just be because she's still finding her way, and I admit I haven't seen ALL of her work. 🤷🏾‍♀️

I'll have to watch more of her work tbh.

Re: Chris...

Idk Anon, I think I have to kind of disagree with you there. I'm not 100% sure what you mean by "charismatic actor" onscreen (it might mean different things to diff people) , but I thought he was pretty charismatic as Captain America. 😊👍🏾

Granted, those are Marvel films, so one could argue that those are just charismatic all on their own no matter who's in the role lol 😆

Have you seen some of Chris' other films? Like, have you seen "Gifted"? "Before We Go"? "Snowpiercer"? The "Defending Jacob" series?

I thought he was pretty good in all of those. 🤷🏾‍♀️ "Defending Jacob" especially.

[caatws]

I hope it's okay to jump into the vol 3 conversation. Specifically what some people have said about context. I think something a lot of fans forget is not everyone who watches vol 3, or any mcu movies really, is a die hard fan who is going to read every marvel comic and see every cast interview. There are also people who can't manage to watch the movie a handful of times or more while it's in theaters. These people are still part of the audience and the movie still needs to be relatively understood by them. There are also people who love the mcu in general but maybe aren't huge gotg fans following all the movie news. They too might watch the movie and need to understand what's going on. All of this is part of the context of how Gamora is seen as a character in the movie. While some of us die hard gotg or Gamora fans might be able to take the movie and say "Yay, good for Gamora finding a home with the ravagers. She's so awesome and still important to the franchise", many other people are not taking it that way.

I have been all over and I feel safe saying that things haven't been the best for Gamora. If she was ever loved, important to the team or had anything to do with starting the team have all been debates not in her favor since vol 3 came out. She's been missing so frequently from merch I have friends who dont even care all that much who are starting to be upset. This isn't about whether the guardians or the ravagers in an all things being equal world are the better group to have the closer association with. This is about us not living in an all things being equal world and Gamora is not being considered equal right now. IW and EG created problems and there was harmful commentary regarding Gamora when both came out. However I have to say Gamora wasn't being excluded and pushed out of the realm of importance in this exact way until vol 3. There tends to be a conversation if you will between the audience and a movie and I think while vol 3 has many wonderful attributes, it's not having the best communication about Gamora.

right like! i was talking abt the merch situation with some of my irls and even one of them was like oh ya i noticed she wasn't on any merch at target...like HELLOOOOOOOO!!! ppl are gonna notice if one of your lead characters, top billing cast, is literally absent omfg like what game is marvel playing

even among more general audiences and casual viewers, those ppl are still gonna have their favorite characters. there are non-fandom gamora fans out there who are seeing this and probably just feeling so confused. hell even if this WAS your first gotg movie like gunn seems to have wanted, you wouldn't even get a fair shot at getting to know gamora and having her become your fav guardian, and i think that's just unhinged for literally no reason

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477 notes - Posted September 27, 2022

#4

Y'all really had me believing that Marvel ruins the work of perfectly good directors, huh? Bullshit. Ryan Coogler has shown twice that when you're creative, smart, and respect your source material you will consistently make beautiful, fun, thoughtful, and funny movies.

As always, I applaud you Ryan Coogler for being one of the only decent creators in Marvel.

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BAHAHAHAHAHA!

Chris Hemsworth, please, honestly GO FUCK YOURSELF. LMAO.

Okay, so, listen, this is honestly going to be the last I ever talk about this, but the fact that I've been proven right about this jackasses involvement in this whole affair has got me laughing!

In 2017, or the year previous, who the fuck knows, Chris Hemsworth got his friend, Taika Waititi to direct Thor 3. Thor Ragnarok, which heavily diverged from the cinematography and the lore of the previous two Thor movies. Chris Hemsworth decided Thor was too boring. He didn't like playing him anymore. He wanted to play someone new and fun. He wanted to play himself. And he got just that.

I'll give Ragnarok enough credit, that aye, I might be fooled into thinking there was some interest the title character. But after Love and Thunder? No, now I know I've been fooled into watching a costume party by Chris Hemsworth, his family, and his friends. Ding ding ding! What do we have here, Johnny?

A bottom tier celebrity making a franchise that not only was all about him - his character, but all about him!!! He's playing himself!

His daughter at the end of Thor: Love and Thunder, is his daughter in real life (she's cute, no diss). His two sons played younger versions of him. His wife was a wolf woman he made out with! His best friends Matt fucking Damon and Taika Waititi both star in the role and the latter directs it.

I'm sorry, but at what fucking point did I sign up for a lazy written fanfiction? Because that's sure as hell not what I thought would happen in Thor 1 or 2, or Avengers. And you know, I am still mad, because I enjoyed the OG Thor, I enjoyed the OG Loki, and Marvel and, wow, did it not pay off.

Alas, it's on me for watching any new Thor films (aye, listen, I gotta family here!), but I just wanted to tell anyone who ever said Thor is a walking self insert nowadays. You are completely and utterly spot on.

Applaud yourself.

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MY WHOLE ASS YEAR IN REVIEW. I'm either bitching about Marvel, gushing about Witcher, or reblogging Star Trek stuff. Quality year if you ask me.

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Richards DC Superhero Girls Watchlog

Well its time for me to find a new show to watch. Looked at the list of shows to give a shot someday, spun the wheel and the dart landed on DC Superhero girls. (dont ask me why it was on the list, i legitimately dont remember putting it on there...) Problem 1: Turns out there are 2 shows by that name, one with a great artstyle and that seems to feature Harley Quinn in the promotional materials and seems to be quite short-lived. And a reboot of the premise with a lot more episodes. im gonna start with the reboot. Even if its artstyle is a lot less vibrant looking, and it focusses less on the DC character in my top 5 DC characters (Harley, Riddler, Aya from the Green Lantern Animated Show, Ivy, Mr. Freeze)i dont think i could emotionally handle getting attached to the cool-looking artstyle and characters only to be hit by the reboot. So the 2019 series it is. lets keep the one with the highest quality animation for later as a treat. What i know going in: Its a coming of age, high-school inspired by characters who are (presumably all) adults in the mainline comics. (curious to see which choices they're gonna take adaptationally). I'll admit im kind of worried what "everyone lives in one town" is gonna do. With how many superheroes are the man/woman of the town type. (IE: Spiderman is designed around NY. Batman characters dont work if there isnt art deco and Gargoyles, Metropolis is designed to be sleek so theres little Supes can crash into, that sort of deal). Cast is: Wonder Woman, That Wasp Girl (but not the marvel one), Batgirl, Zatanna, Supergirl and Jessica Cruz. The last one is the character i'll admit to being the most interested in. for all the others (except the bee) i have at least a vague, baseline understanding. But for her I only know that the fandom which i shall not directly name had a crossover event she appeared in (which i havent seen) around the time they told me their series was "going back to its roots' (it wasnt). So i absorbed a little through osmosis. At least enough to know that her core concept is "what if a Green Lantern had crippling Agorophobia" (and that she's the only character in that crossover whose redesign / art-style adaptation actually looked good).

And i'll admit "green lantern with agorophobia" is such an interesting concept, (compliments to whomever came up with it) that I was sincerely tempted to find all her comics and media right then and there. But i kept off because: 1-i dont think its healthy for me to get into the Comics Proper. Comic Book Fandom is somewhere between a wikiwalk and a black hole. So I have a personal rule only to interact indirectly through the medium of one-off movies and spin-off shows. Keep myself (and my bank account) safe that way. 2- That is exactly the kind of concept that'd end up either being reduced to a one off joke (bad), running gag (worse) or bungled to the point it becomes insensitive to an issue real-life people struggle with. thinking about it, maybe she's why this show was on the list? I remember googling which media she appeared in and finding the list quite short. So in general my attitude to Jessica going in is "i cant wait to be dissapointed" (though obviously i hope i wont have to be) So now im off to watch the 4-episodes-franen'd-together event movie opening. Wish me luck -------------- Taking a break two-thirds through. ( as of now: the ice cream shop has just been blown up. The fellowship is broken to be reunited in the third act) Some notes: Zatanna is being cast as the "rich, snobby girl". Supergirl is being cast as the "Raphael from Ninja Turtles/Thug with Heart Of Gold" one Wasp is being cast as the "meek and shy" one They made Diana the "cool big sis"/Transfer Student (which feels weird with Barbara getting to do the standard "im new at this school in a different city" Pilot plot) Barbara is being played as the "overly excited, intended audience insert/Designated Superhero Fangirl" Jessica is being played as the "Mai Ti"/Heart / "we needed a vegan option" one. Not had any true problems so far, but i have 2 nitpicks/moments: 1- Im kind of worried about Zatannas voice actor. Its absolutely just a nitpick, but for the character whose entire thing is backwards-talking magic to have a VA whose enounciation of names leaves me to think she was talking to supergirl (whose name i understand to be Kara) when adressing the wasp-girl (who i think from context, she was actually refering to. And conclude must be Karen). That feels like an early warning sign of a potential future problem. (lets hope its a one-off) 2- look, Diana. I can handle the constant "mans world" stuff coming from the isolated island. And the"our warriorrace must spread their peacefull ways" thing you introduce yourself into the show with, might have deeply uncomfortable "George W. Bush talking about Spreading Democracy to the Middle East" vibes. But both of those i can deal with and hope are seeds for future characterarcs. But i cannot let you just move the goalpostslike that. Everyone had failed the training montage, but when its her turn to do a simulation, Jessica actually plays the objective and puts the Manequin Civilians safe-ly out of harms reach and you start attacking the rest of the girls to force a failure? Thats some Kobayashi Maru shit! Justice for Jessica!!! back to the show ---------- [insert spongebob narrator: "Five Seconds Later" screen here] HARELY!!!! OMYGOSH! Why are you here (or well, in the show at all)? Thats a legitimate shock i thought they'd dropped you in the reboot? personally im still not a fan of the 'blue and red pigtail" thing? But that might be the fact that i associate it with the "snyderverse" version of your character. And i just dont like the DCEU. I have to acknowledge its not a bad design, its just loaded with bad associations. Hope to see you cameo more then just this one episode.

back to the "getting the band back together" part of the show -----------

"you cut off for a second, could you repeat the emotional Third Act Speach?" 9/10, good joke. ---- "you are only three-hundred and seventeen years old" I wonder how that lines up with her canonical age in the mainline comics... but in the mainline its "everyone is adult, therefore dating isnt a problem even if Immortality ads Mayfly Tragedies". Here its "she's a teenager, but also been around since before *quickly googles the year 1702* the invention of the fountain pen and might have a love-triangle or romance with a normal teenager at some point in the show". Am i noticing a trend in Jess' use of her powers or am i wrong? So right now i've seen 4 uses, Giant Spring, Safe, Knightly Plate Armor, Magic Carpet. And i note that half of them have a Fairy Tale theme? Is this small samplesize or characterisation? ----- Lena refers to Lex as her "brother"... i dont know enough about the Luthor family in most continuities. But i'll admit that the advert in Ep 1 screamed "Father and Child" not "brother and sister".

I dont know how i feel about "lex luthor sucks, this new less well known character is secretly the smart one in the family" thing that she's talking about. I dont have much emotional attachment to Lex (look, he's either a Boring Capitalist, or a Boring Social Darwinist. neither is interesting, but I consider his lack of interesting sort of a virtue? Both because of the banality of evil, and because it means he cant upstage Supes the way Joker always upstages Bats). But im gonna guess that the "im totally better then my big brother" thing is more of an unreliable narrator thing. So your plan was to make a monopoly on teenage enterntainment, then brainwash teens into complacency so that little kids have more to do? All you do is free up adults' time from lecturing Teens for Recklessness and doing the Unprotecteds, and ensure you now have double the parental supervision. Not a great plan. I'll give you one thing though, "snot-nosed brat with a mech"is a thousand times more engaging to watch then any version of Lex i've ever seen. Lena gets the green light.

--- This defeat makes me wonder... would a shrunken-down person require less voltage to die of a heart attack? Would it be proportional to the square/cube law? Oh she's a bumblebee, not a wasp.

Wait Lex and Lena have parents? That arent alive, and are in the story? Did not see that coming. Final nitpick, i dont like that "sweet just ice" sells baked goods and qui lime pie. It should just sell Ice and Ice Assessories. ---- Final wrapup. Though the existence of an icecreamshop-Batcave is insufficiently explained to justify its inclusion. And i hope that the show doesnt keep cheating Jess out of her moment (seriously, everyone else had a big "moment", Z cleaning up the mess with 1 spell. Wonderwoman being the badass, Batgirls analasys and Supergirl and Bumble defeating the Big Bot. I feel that Jess didnt have a moment) The show definitly has potential, and i look forward to watching more of it.

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"I didn't want to overstep"

My honest reacton

NOW *make a man out of your plays in the background* LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS

The splash of cold water against your ankle makes you grumble more. You hated getting your shoes wet. Or your ankles. You fix your hair scarf, worried that the sea breeze will make it come loose.

She is so me

As you look up, you see him. A man, with silver hair and a smug look on his face, riding atop a dragon. He is showing off, ducking low, the dragon’s tail dipping in the water before springing back up again. It is what is causing the breeze.

🙄 gago I hate him stfu

You marvel for a second, wondering how such a gigantic beast can be so nimble.

I WOULD LITERALLY HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON CARAXES AND LEAVE THIS PLACE

The man smiles. He winks at you.

The few captains and sailors that were on the docks alongside you have fled. But not you. Alone, silver hair in full display, you stand frozen in the same spot you had been before seeing him pass.

Main character things

Daemon would have so enjoyed to play such a game himself. His future bride was far too young to do little more than court under her parents’ watchful eyes.

🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢 YUCKKKK CAN HE JUST BE FUCKING NORMALLLLLLL CAN HE JUST BE FUCKING NORMALLLLLLLL YUCCKKKKKK

Your laughter was the first thing that caught his attention, a sound so girlish it seemed improper among the men carrying saws and woods for the ships.

We love to see it. DIVINE FEMININE

Daemon seethed. He hated sharing. With whores, it was to be expected, yet it didn’t make it anymore palatable. It was why he enjoyed taking maidenheads so much. Yet, he could ignore it if the woman was pretty or well-trained enough, like he did with Mysaria. To watch a whore with her lover, though, it was intolerable.

❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 SHUT THE EVER LOVING FUCK UP????????? A MAN WILL WANT SOMETHING THEN THINK THEY ARE ENTITLED TO IT????? EAT SHIT AND DIE?????????

The man tickled your side, and you laughed again. You handed him the basket and kissed him on the cheek.

🧍‍♀️ oh. I personally don't fuck with strangers tickling me please goodness I hope it's addam

Whores were professional liars. You paid them to pretend to be someone they were not. But watching you with a man you truly loved would forever break the fantasy. There was no way he could believe the sweetest lies on your tongue, not when he knew what you looked like when truly in love.

Men shouldnt have rights

“I looked for you in the brothel, but you were not there.”

CRISTI WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS BULLSHIT I WILL RHAE ROYCE THIS FUCKING DEGENERATE

“I… Excuse me?” Your voice is shrill, more angered than panicked. “Do I know you?”

🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️STAB HIM????!!!!!

And oh, the nerve on you. The nerve to question him, as if he were just a passing man on the street and not a Prince of House Targaryen. The same nerve that drove you to stand your ground against Caraxes.

❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓ LICK THE BOTTOM OF MY SHOE YOU CAME TO ME???????? 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱

“You should be more careful on how you address your betters.”

?????????????? DONT TALK TO SOMEONE BENEATH YOU????? 100 YEARS IN JAIL????

You shove him, hard. And Daemon feels his rage bubbling up, and raises a hand to do something he will most likely regret… But before he can strike you, the man you had been smiling at steps in.

HE WAS WHAT????? 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 IM GOING TO FUCKING GOUGE HIS EYES OUT

“And who are you? The husband? The brothel owner?” Daemon sneers, getting in his face. Your hand comes up in between them, fragile and unadorned. Yet, you hit with strength, palm flat against his chest. Daemon laughs and grabs it between his. You attempt to pull back, but his grip is much firmer. “Ah, cupping a feeling, sweetheart?”

??????? BEAT HIS FUCKING ASSSSSS STAB HIM AND BASH HIS FUCKING FACE IN ALYNN???????

“I do not care. Unhand her. We do things different in Driftmark.”

STAB HIM CORLYSSSS

“YOU DO THINGS different here, for certain.” Prince Daemon says, appearing at your window while you knead bread.

CASUALLY BREAKING INTO PEOPLES HOUSES????????? POLICE 🚓🚨

“I won’t hurt you, my lady. I didn’t mean to scare you, either.” His voice is gentle, as if dealing with a spooked animal.

STAB HIM GURL STAB HIM RIGHT FUCKING NOW

As a child, you used to watch Laena Velaryon and pretend you were her.

You are no lady. You are a bastard girl, and you have gone to bed nearly starving more times than you could count.

)))): my poor girl. My baby girl

“Any child of mine, even if natural-born, would never have to go hungry. Your father should be doing more for you, not hiding you three like a shameful secret.”

Am I supposed to be impressed? Am I supposed to pat you on the back?

“Here.” Prince Daemon pushes the parcel through the window. “Consider this my apology for my behavior. Rather uncouth, huh?”

Baho mo gago

Curious, you peer into one of the parcels. It’s full of cured meat.it would have cost him a pretty penny, having it already preserved for you. It is a luxury Addam, Allyn and you never get to have. Not since your mother passed.

))): I hate this so much for them

He says it is because he enjoys the walk. You are not entirely sold, but thinking it is to see you seems a bit conceited.

Be conceited diva WHO IS THIS DIVAAA

Daemon laughs. He uses his now free hand to tug you towards his side. You love when he does that. The gesture feels very protective. He never lets you walk too far from him, or on the side next to the ocean, so you never stumble or get soaked by an errant wave.

Ew

“Wouldn’t you like to go somewhere else?” You ask him, watching the waves lap at the shore. Then, feeling stupid for asking, you lower your eyes. As much as you feign blindness, you are not blind. He is probably ashamed to be seen with the likes of you. Even your father is. Why wouldn’t a Prince?

I believe all men should experience the pain of child birth and labor constantly forever

Your eyes feel warm, and your vision blurs. Gods, you hate crying.

“Close enough. A tad more lemony than the one at Driftmark, but I like it.” He smiles. You fight the urge to beam. He has been coming almost daily after bringing you the lemons, but it is the first time you allow him to taste your creation.

First of all fuck you second of all you're not cute third of all ITS HER FIRST TIME fourth of all I'm glad you can AT LEAST make her happy. THE BAR IS IN HELL

Your mother and you are different. She didn’t know your father was using her. You know Daemon is using you. And you intend to use him right back, milk him for all of his worth.

💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 MILK HIM BLEED HIM SUCK HIM DRY

What your father is like, too. How they use women as if they were little more than things, how they produce children and leave them to their fates.

Not all men EXPLAIN THIS THEN

“Do you listen to yourself?” You scoff, getting up. “Maidenheads, as if I were some great lady. I can handle it. Handle him.”

😬 yeesh famous last words

“To my room. The two of you have ruined my appetite.” But it wasn’t the two of them, not really. Daemon is ashamed of you, the voice in your head whispers. Ashamed of you, just like your father was. He only wants to use you, and once he has had his fill, he will discard you. Just like your father did to your mother.

MY POOR GIRL MY POOR POOR GIRL

Yet, your dark eyes were so kind, your face full of such happiness, Daemon dared not to sully you. Something in you screamed at his instincts to protect, something tugged at his heartstrings when he saw your face scrunched up towards the sun, and told him to gather you in his arms and never let anything touch you.

BROTHER EUGHHHH GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER GIRL RUNNNN ILL WWE ROYAL RUMBLE SMACK DOWN ELBOW TO THE FACE STEEL CHAIR THIS BOZO

Bedding you would ruin you. Daemon enjoyed playing the role of mentor, teaching you new things, helping you gain experiences you would never get as a bastard girl. Yet, you had such a tempting figure, with a mouth made for sin, and a body that begged for worship. You were a little girl, but you had all the self-possession and looks of a grown woman.

MY FUCKING GOODNESS CAN HE JUST BE FUCKING NORMAL IS IT SO HARD FOR HIM NOT TO FUCKING THINK WITH HIS COCK FUCK YOU DIE

“I was thinking…” Daemon says, watching your expression closely. “We could go to a tavern tonight.”

You think? Terrible idea btw fuck off

“It’s rowdy, but in a good sense.” Daemon cannot help it. Your curls are a bit mussed, from wearing the ugly headscarf for too long. He fixes them, fluffing them up slightly at the roots in the way he has seen handmaidens do for Laena. He then tosses the damn thing into the sea, for good measure, ignoring your outraged cry. “Drinks, music, people, greasy food. You will love it.”

NOTHING IS FUCKING SACRED LITERALLY KEEP YOUR HANDS RO YOURSELF MY SCARF IS MY BUSINESS YOU HAVE TERRIBLE MANNERS AND YET IM THE PEASANT FUCK YOU CHOKE ON YOUR GREASY FOOD I HOPE THE ROWDY CROWDS TEAR YOU APART

“I hate drinking.” You wrinkle your nose, cutely. He fights the urge to bite you. The face you make is too sweet, too tempting.

Why would you write him this way. Why is this endearing. HAJIMA STOP

“Because you have only drunk swill. I’ll teach you to drink real wine.” He tugs you into his side, and begins walking back into the city.

Ok alcoholic.

Still, you face it all bravely, as you had that morning at the docks. The two of you manage to get a cozy table in one tavern that Daemon had visited before. He calls for wine to be served, an expensive barrel from the Arbor he is sure they had kept around for years before anyone had the coin to buy it.

No cuz she's better than me I fucking hate being stared at I hatttttteere it she's so much better than me

“Come here, hunes.” His own voice sounds strange to him, low and demanding. When he calls you bunny, he is not exaggerating. Does the fox feel as wrong as he feels when becoming over his prey? Does his gums ache like Daemon’s do, with the urge to bite, to tear apart, to wound? Does he mourn the little bunny whose innocence he is about to shatter? “There is something I wish to show you.”

So you agree

You're a predator

You splutter, but Daemon holds you down, arms held by your side. He forces you to take and take some more, chasing the tart taste of the wine into the honeyed one of your mouth.

NDJDJD YUCCKKKKK (I'm into this shit) YUCCKKKK FUCKING HELL DIE RUNNNNN GIRL RUNNN

“Do you trust me?”

Absolute the fuck not. Eat broken glass

“I did not think it to be true.” A woman’s voice, one he knows too well, says. Rhaenys. Her face is a mask of absolute rage. She gives you a shove that sends you stumbling before Daemon can even get out of his chair. “You have much nerve.”

RHAENYSSSS NOOOO PLEASEEE NOOOO NOT THE VILLAIN ARC NOOO PLEASE )))): I DO NAWT BLAME HER BUT NDJDJNDKSKSKKSKS

“I am talking to you!” Rhaenys insists. You cower behind him. It only makes Rhaenys angrier. “No, not you, you stupid girl. You, Daemon.”

THE WAY I FUCKING SCREAMMMEDDS

BEATTTTT HISS ASSSSS

🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️BEATTTT HISSS ASSSSS

“Are you calling me a whore?”

Well I ain't callin yo ass a prude IF THE SHOE FITS DIPSHIT

He feels the slap before he even sees her move. His head gets forcefully turned to the side, and he hears you whimper. His cheek stings. Daemon has to blink back tears, Rhaenys has hit him that hard.

IM DOING A DANCY DANCE LITERALLY EXPLODE

What Daemon had done to you had seemed purposeful. You had not realized when he had stolen the kiss from you, giving you your first taste of fine wine, but you understood it now. Had Princess Rhaenys not been there, or had she been any less merciful, a much different fate would have awaited you.

😭😭😭😭😭 IM CRYING MY POOR POOR GIRLLLL

“Daughter.”

😃🔪🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕

“It’s a pleasure to finally have you join the family.”

BURN IN HELL ❤️

Addam and Allyn are still in the crowd, unacknowledged. They are your family, not this man who is grasping your hands with a calculating gleam in his eyes. Wondering, as all highborn do, how he might use you. How you might serve to further his own ends.

))))))))))))))))):

“I figured you wouldn’t have one of these.” Her smile is strained as she reaches for your hands. “Since you weren’t raised the proper way.”

FUCKING HELLLLSSSSSS DAMNNNNN MDIRNSJJSJSNSJSMSKANSNNSSJAJAKAKAKAKAKAKJANANAN STOPPPPPP

“I do not think I will.” Daemon cups your cheek in his hand, hands gentle despite the calluses on them. It was one of the things you had first liked about him. His hands were artisan’s hands, like the ones of your brothers, despite being highborn. He had seemed so different from the rest of the men you knew, back then. “Not when my betrothed is nearly weeping in her own feast.”

? I don't like you never have never will I hope you have a heart attack

You bloom under his praise.

I hate that for you.... *Sigh* congrats ig

There is no other word for it. It warms you, from head to toe, and your stomach fills with butterflies. A small smile forms, even through the tears that threaten to fall.

)))): I hate this for you so much baby girl

“There she is.” Daemon brushes his thumb over your cheek. “That’s my girl.”

? Ok? Get it ig. Fuck shit up for her. It's the only thing you're good for.

“Be mine instead.” Daemon whispers, and when you nod, he kisses your forehead.

Oh that's not

“I would protect you.” You say, and it warms something inside Daemon he wasn’t even aware that he had. “If only because killing a Prince is a crime worthy of the ax, and I wish to have nephews.”

😭😭😭😭😭 my girllllll. Get it ig. I'm glad she's happy. That's all that matters

THIS WAS A RIDE. I LOVE HOW MUCH I HATE HIM. I HOPE HE DIES 😃😃😃😃

On a real level, it made me think how fascinated I am in exploring themes such as gender class whatnot and how I as a writer myself am unashamed to admit 'yeah I write daemon fucked up, s'part of the appeal' while simultaneously just being unwilling to let him take the piss ya know HAHAHAH LIKE I WONT DEFEND THIS MAN HES FUCKED UP AND FICTIONAL DIEEEEE ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

The Brave (Daemon Targaryen x Reader)

Summary: A collection of first times with Daemon.

Warnings: Bastard! Reader. Daddy issues. Corruption kink. Innocence kink. Age difference, power imbalance. Poorly translated HV. Angst. Enemies to lovers (Sort of?) Happy ending. Usual warnings for Daemon (Sexual thoughts, mature language, violence)

Requested: Yes! My first after Halloween, life has been crazy.

THE FISHERMEN SAIL too early for your liking. You know it has little to do with their personal preference, and more to do with the tides. It doesn’t mean you are happy about it, though.

Your job is to ensure all your ships are in good condition and ready to transport whatever those men bring home. Your mother had made a small fortune by expanding her father’s fleet, and after her passing, it was your turn to handle it. You preferred to oversee things personally, knowing that only an owner’s touch could ensure the quality of service you prided yourself in.

No one loved these ships more than you. Small and old they were, but they tied you to your mother. You lacked her knowledge, and sometimes, they made you far less money than you hoped for, but you insisted on keeping them. Your siblings had not shown such an interest, choosing other pursuits.

Allyn, much more practical, had preferred to learn the trade of a shipwright. He now worked under Lord Corlys. It embarrassed you to say it, but it was him and not you who was the breadwinner of your family. Some months, if not most, it was far more lucrative than your business with the ships.

Addam worked occasionally as a shipwright too, but he didn’t have a steady source of income. He was far too young to be hired anywhere, lacking the experience most lords wanted from those building their ships. Sometimes, he also helped you.

Today wasn’t one of those days. Otherwise, you would have forced him to come here in your stead. With a grumble, you jumped from the ship to the dock. Everything was as it should, so you had to move to the next one.

The sunrise makes Hull look even more beautiful, the city slowly beginning to rise under Driftmark’s watchful eyes. The white marble and ivory of the castle provide a backdrop for the goldens and pinks that color the scene. It would make you smile, were it not for the fact that the peaceful morning is ruined by every damn bell in the city tolling.

Visitors. Noble ones. By the amount of noise, they are announcing the visit of someone very high ranking.

The splash of cold water against your ankle makes you grumble more. You hated getting your shoes wet. Or your ankles. You fix your hair scarf, worried that the sea breeze will make it come loose.

You shouldn’t have bothered. A harsh gust of wind takes it fully off and nearly sends you caroling into the water. The dock shakes underneath you, the ships and water agitated by the same thing. You scream, as do the rest of the sailors who are near.

As you look up, you see him. A man, with silver hair and a smug look on his face, riding atop a dragon. He is showing off, ducking low, the dragon’s tail dipping in the water before springing back up again. It is what is causing the breeze. You marvel for a second, wondering how such a gigantic beast can be so nimble.

You had never seen a dragon up close before. You are not allowed to go near Driftmark, where the Princess and the Lord and Lady keep theirs.

The few captains and sailors that were on the docks alongside you have fled. But not you. Alone, silver hair in full display, you stand frozen in the same spot you had been before seeing him pass.

The man smiles. He winks at you.

You lower your eyes and do not stop running until you are safe at home.

DAEMON SEES YOU again when he least expects it. He has looked for you in every pleasure house on this island and has not been able to find you. The brave little maiden with silver hair, who had screamed bloody murder but stood her ground on the docks when she saw him approach.

You must be of Valyrian descent. There is no other explanation for your lack of fear. You were young and comely, so he had guessed that you must be a whore. It was what happened to girls who looked like you. Men loved pretending they were either a Princess or the daughter of some lord. And so close to Driftmark? They probably asked you to pretend you were little Laena Velaryon.

Daemon would have so enjoyed to play such a game himself. His future bride was far too young to do little more than court under her parents’ watchful eyes. If he could sneak a bit of a taste in advance, you wouldn’t catch him complaining about it.

When he had agreed to accompany Corlys to oversee the progress being made on the news ships for his fleet, the last thing he expected to encounter was you.

Your laughter was the first thing that caught his attention, a sound so girlish it seemed improper among the men carrying saws and woods for the ships. His head had turned instinctively towards the sound, and it was then that he saw you.

The dress you had on was a plain gray, as it was the headscarf you wore. But Daemon would know that face anywhere. He had sought everywhere for it. You were holding a small basket, next to some shipwright. The man looked older than you, already bald. You were all smiles and animated gestures, seemingly taken by him.

The man tickled your side, and you laughed again. You handed him the basket and kissed him on the cheek.

Daemon seethed. He hated sharing. With whores, it was to be expected, yet it didn’t make it anymore palatable. It was why he enjoyed taking maidenheads so much. Yet, he could ignore it if the woman was pretty or well-trained enough, like he did with Mysaria. To watch a whore with her lover, though, it was intolerable.

Whores were professional liars. You paid them to pretend to be someone they were not. But watching you with a man you truly loved would forever break the fantasy. There was no way he could believe the sweetest lies on your tongue, not when he knew what you looked like when truly in love.

Is it in bad taste to approach you when his future father-in-law is distracted by his sailors? Probably. But he cannot stop himself. Because the only thing Daemon can think of, the only thing that would make him feel better, is to bring you as low as he. Ruin your little fantasy as you had ruined his.

He marches towards where the man and you are, and gently cups your chin in his hand. The sudden interruption startles you, and you try taking a step back, but his sweet hold has turned into Valyrian Steel. There is no escape for little whores.

“I looked for you in the brothel, but you were not there.”

“I… Excuse me?” Your voice is shrill, more angered than panicked. “Do I know you?”

And oh, the nerve on you. The nerve to question him, as if he were just a passing man on the street and not a Prince of House Targaryen. The same nerve that drove you to stand your ground against Caraxes.

Begrudgingly, Daemon has to name the strange feeling taking place in his stomach. Awe. Admiration. You had fire in your belly, and steel on your spine. You were a truer Valyrian than many of his own family members.

They were weak. Soft. You were not. But you were still a mere peasant, and he couldn’t allow you to disrespect him such.

“You should be more careful on how you address your betters.”

You shove him, hard. And Daemon feels his rage bubbling up, and raises a hand to do something he will most likely regret… But before he can strike you, the man you had been smiling at steps in.

“Unhand her.” He says, voice firm. His expression doesn’t waver, the same steel you have mirrored in his brown eyes. Up close, he is much younger than Daemon expected, tall and muscular from what seems like a life of hard work. He tugs you behind him.

“And who are you? The husband? The brothel owner?” Daemon sneers, getting in his face. Your hand comes up in between them, fragile and unadorned. Yet, you hit with strength, palm flat against his chest. Daemon laughs and grabs it between his. You attempt to pull back, but his grip is much firmer. “Ah, cupping a feeling, sweetheart?”

“Daemon.” And really, things were just turning interesting. Why does Corlys have to interrupt at the worst time possible? “Unhand her immediately.”

At his appearance, both you and the boy turn an awful gray shade that matches your dress and headscarf. Fear of their liege, perhaps?

But the boy’s jaw ticks, and your dark eyes lower in a manner that they hadn’t when facing him. Something else is at play here.

“I was just…” Daemon slowly retracts his hand, studying the surrounding faces carefully. You, sullen, the boy enraged. Corlys’ cold as ice. Neither of you speak, yet it is clear you are not strangers.

“I do not care. Unhand her. We do things different in Driftmark.”

And the tone Corlys uses is strange, for a man unbothered by the costs of power. What are two peasants to the favor of a Prince? Why does he know them? He had never struck Daemon as someone concerned by his subjects.

And then, a piece of your hair falls out of your headscarf. Silver against a dark background. And it is then he knows it. You are no dragonseed. Nor is the boy with the shaved head.

“YOU DO THINGS different here, for certain.” Prince Daemon says, appearing at your window while you knead bread. His presence is as unexpected as it is unwelcome. It is the first time you are home alone after the incident, not Addam nor Allyn willing to risk this stranger attempting anything worse than he already has. Three days had passed, and they had considered it enough. If the man had not approached you during that time, it meant he wouldn’t, right? Clearly no. He had just been bidding his time, waiting for both of your brothers to go. “Corlys's little secret.”

Your hands shake. You wished Allyn wasn’t so set on teaching Addam his craft, and hadn’t gone out today. Being home alone with a strange man around didn’t spell anything good for you.

A quick glance at the door reassures you that it is still barred. You take a not so subtle step back from the window.

The prince lip’s quirk upwards, not quite a smile, but betraying his amusement. Does he find your fear funny?

“I won’t hurt you, my lady. I didn’t mean to scare you, either.” His voice is gentle, as if dealing with a spooked animal. The title makes you scoff. No one has ever called you a lady, much less a Prince.

As a child, you used to watch Laena Velaryon and pretend you were her. Wondering what life would have been like if you didn’t have to hide, if your father acknowledged you. Wondering what it would feel, to be a Lady and never go to bed hungry, to be surrounded by beauty all day.

You are no lady. You are a bastard girl, and you have gone to bed nearly starving more times than you could count.

As if sensing your thoughts, Prince Daemon lifts one of his hands. He holds up a package, wrapped in bright white silk. Both he and his gift look deeply out of place here, near your window. In his fine clothes, in brighter colors than you can afford, he sticks out like a sore thumb.

“Any child of mine, even if natural-born, would never have to go hungry. Your father should be doing more for you, not hiding you three like a shameful secret.”

You do not take the parcel. You merely look at him and fight an overwhelming urge to cry.

“Here.” Prince Daemon pushes the parcel through the window. “Consider this my apology for my behavior. Rather uncouth, huh?”

You open it carefully. Two smaller parcels fall from it, both as carefully wrapped.

“You can wear the silk.” He tells you, gesturing to your hair. “And the rest…”

Curious, you peer into one of the parcels. It’s full of cured meat.it would have cost him a pretty penny, having it already preserved for you. It is a luxury Addam, Allyn and you never get to have. Not since your mother passed.

With rushed hands, you open the other parcel. A small sack of flour, lemons, and pages torn from a book. They are all expensive things, nothing like the flour you buy at the market to make bread or the bruised fruit you get when Addam craves something sweet. You squint at the pages, puzzled by their presence.

“Mix one cup of flour with… Is this..?” You ask him, astonished. A small smile begins to form on your face.

“The recipe for lemon cakes. For your baking.” He smiles back. He then gestures to your hands, still covered in flour. “I hear you enjoy it. Just… Save me a piece.”

“Thank you.” You beam at him. He gives you a bow, and leaves. You find yourself smiling like a fool the rest of the afternoon.

You cannot believe it. Prince Daemon has just given you the recipe for lemon cakes. As far apologies go, this is a great one.

Addam and Allyn go to bed with full stomachs. You go to bed with yours full of butterflies. No one has ever ensured such for the three of you.

“IS IT CLOSE enough?” You bite your lower lip, watching Daemon chew a piece of cake. His brows furrow a bit, and he lets out a small, throaty moan.

“Close enough. A tad more lemony than the one at Driftmark, but I like it.” He smiles. You fight the urge to beam. He has been coming almost daily after bringing you the lemons, but it is the first time you allow him to taste your creation.

He says it is because he enjoys the walk. You are not entirely sold, but thinking it is to see you seems a bit conceited.

“I got excited.” You scratch the back of your neck, sheepish. The batter had smelt and tasted so heavenly, you had just kept adding more.

Daemon laughs. He uses his now free hand to tug you towards his side. You love when he does that. The gesture feels very protective. He never lets you walk too far from him, or on the side next to the ocean, so you never stumble or get soaked by an errant wave.

It’s peaceful here. He often says he cares not for the ocean, but the two of you always walk the same route. From your home, towards your ships, then back.

“Wouldn’t you like to go somewhere else?” You ask him, watching the waves lap at the shore. Then, feeling stupid for asking, you lower your eyes. As much as you feign blindness, you are not blind. He is probably ashamed to be seen with the likes of you. Even your father is. Why wouldn’t a Prince?

Your eyes feel warm, and your vision blurs. Gods, you hate crying. You try to focus on something else. Your scuffed shoes. His boots. The sand under your feet. The urge to run away, and scream, and die from the humiliation of even asking.

Daemon sighs. He sits down on the sand, patting the space on his side. His clothes, despite their simple design, are very fine.

“Your clothes…” You mumble, without sitting.

“Bah, I have three other cloaks like this one.” As if proving a point, he takes it off, laying it down for you to sit. You feel even sillier at his patience. “Come. Sit down, jorrāeliarzys.”

You obey him because there is little else to do. You have already messed up, you don’t wish to make any other mistake. His company has become precious to you, a welcome respite from your brothers. Living with two boys, you are never alone. But every so often, you wish for more engaging conversation.

“I am not ashamed of being seen in your company. I just… I thought you preferred it here.” Daemon explains, softly tucking a stray curl behind your ear. “Would you like for us to meet in the city, instead?”

You think of meeting him in the city’s market. Of the rumors that would sure follow, of the names you would be called. Of your father finding out. You know what it would look like to him. That you are making the same mistake as your mother did.

You are not dumb. Daemon is not here to simply plan an alliance. Alliances are always sealed in blood, and your half sister is barely old enough to be considered.

Your mother and you are different. She didn’t know your father was using her. You know Daemon is using you. And you intend to use him right back, milk him for all of his worth.

So why does it hurt like this, why does it feel like something inside you is breaking?

You take the parcels he gives you without any shame. That night, as the three of you are eating a generous serving of venison, Allyn scowls.

“I don’t like it. Can’t you see what he wants?”

Addam’s fork freezes midway to his mouth. He looks down at his plate, as if he is truly seeing the meat he is being served for the first time.

“I am not mother.” You say, icily. The venison tastes bitter on your tongue, but stubbornly, you keep eating. Allyn is just angry that it is not longer him who is putting the meals on the table. “I know what highborn men are like.”

What your father is like, too. How they use women as if they were little more than things, how they produce children and leave them to their fates.

“All the more reason not to allow him to take your maidenhead.”

“Do you listen to yourself?” You scoff, getting up. “Maidenheads, as if I were some great lady. I can handle it. Handle him.”

Allyn looks at you, eyes full of pity. You cannot bear it. Your eyes sting again. You hurry out of the table.

“Where are you going?” Addam reaches forward, as if to grab you.

“To my room. The two of you have ruined my appetite.” But it wasn’t the two of them, not really. Daemon is ashamed of you, the voice in your head whispers. Ashamed of you, just like your father was. He only wants to use you, and once he has had his fill, he will discard you. Just like your father did to your mother.

Alone, in your room, you tear the headscarf he had given you to shreds. You squeeze the rests on your palm, you make a ball, you throw it against the wall.

The next morning, you have sobbed your throat raw. You still go to meet him in the afternoon.

SOMETHING IS WRONG. Daemon can tell when he picks you up that day. Your eyes are swollen and bloodshot, and your complexion an awful gray. The headscarf he had given you is nowhere to be seen, and you are back to your severe gray one.

Like a bad case of heartburn, the lie he had told you comes back to him, leaving an acrid taste in his mouth.

Daemon is not ashamed of you, but doesn't want to be seen with you either. The consequences for you would be too great. He had learned his lesson with Mysaria. The double stain would have made you a pariah, both because of your birth and because of whom you were bedding.

Because it was all that people would think about when they found out. No one would believe Daemon had yet to touch you.

He was unsure if he ever would.

You were an extraordinary girl, yet still a bastard. There was nothing to be done about it. All you could be was friends and lovers, and nothing more.

Yet, your dark eyes were so kind, your face full of such happiness, Daemon dared not to sully you. Something in you screamed at his instincts to protect, something tugged at his heartstrings when he saw your face scrunched up towards the sun, and told him to gather you in his arms and never let anything touch you.

Daemon had been like you, once. When younger. He, too, felt a lack of acknowledgement by those around you, and an urge to prove himself. His father had passed when he was still young, and Viserys had received all laurels. It would have never bothered him because he loved his brother, but Viserys had left him behind. Married Aemma. Had children. Gained the love of his people, found new friends.

Never once Viserys had looked at Daemon. No matter how hard he tried to reach for him, his brother always evaded his hand. Daemon had been left there. He, too, had stood on the shadows and feigned indifference, burning up with secret resentment.

The idea of you growing up to be like him was both appealing and horrifying. There was a sweetness to you, a naïveté that he had lacked even in his younger years. He wanted to preserve it. Shield you from the world.

Bedding you would ruin you. Daemon enjoyed playing the role of mentor, teaching you new things, helping you gain experiences you would never get as a bastard girl. Yet, you had such a tempting figure, with a mouth made for sin, and a body that begged for worship. You were a little girl, but you had all the self-possession and looks of a grown woman.

You would taste exquisite on his tongue, crumbling from his caresses. Your cunt would feel like wet velvet around him, and you would sound your sweetest when he was spearing you open on his cock.

And how would you smile, joyous and fierce, his brave girl. Some maidens cried, but not you. You were made of sterner stuff, a heart that burned brighter and stronger than the Fourteen Flames. You had stood your ground, terrified but unbowed, in front of Caraxes himself.

Such a face you had, all Valyrian empress. A sovereign nose, the fleeting shadow of your eyelashes, and a slippery laugh that always gave you an air of mischief. A face not made for sadness. It is what prompts him to do what will become either the greatest mistake of his life, or his greatest triumph.

“I was thinking…” Daemon says, watching your expression closely. “We could go to a tavern tonight.”

“A tavern?” The surprising offering shakes you out of your sadness. Your face changes from a sad little frown into a curious one.

“Have you ever gone to one?” Daemon tugs the hair scarf from your hair, softly. The silver curls fall free, in a lovely mess. You scowl, trying to get it back, but he holds it just out of your reach. It’s a lovely thing, to watch you give little jumps on your tiptoes, curls bouncing with the motion. “Ah! None of that, now. Answer my question first.”

“No, I haven’t. Addam and Allyn go from time to time, but it sounds too rowdy for my liking.” You cross your arms over your chest.

“It’s rowdy, but in a good sense.” Daemon cannot help it. Your curls are a bit mussed, from wearing the ugly headscarf for too long. He fixes them, fluffing them up slightly at the roots in the way he has seen handmaidens do for Laena. He then tosses the damn thing into the sea, for good measure, ignoring your outraged cry. “Drinks, music, people, greasy food. You will love it.”

“I hate drinking.” You wrinkle your nose, cutely. He fights the urge to bite you. The face you make is too sweet, too tempting.

“Because you have only drunk swill. I’ll teach you to drink real wine.” He tugs you into his side, and begins walking back into the city.

The walk to the city is awkward. Not because the two of you have nothing to talk about, but rather, because of the stares. Your silver hair, despite your simple clothing, commands attention. So does Daemon’s presence, and the arm he has around your shoulders.

He had not been wrong. This would cost you. A cost too steep for someone he sought to keep safe.

Still, you face it all bravely, as you had that morning at the docks. The two of you manage to get a cozy table in one tavern that Daemon had visited before. He calls for wine to be served, an expensive barrel from the Arbor he is sure they had kept around for years before anyone had the coin to buy it.

It’s delicious. But when he serves you a goblet, you take a big sip and begin to splutter.

“Mittys hunes iksā.” Daemon tuts. His silly bunny. “You are not meant to drink it such. You ought to savor it.”

“Savor?” You arch an eyebrow. “Tastes like dragonfire.”

And perhaps it's the choice of words, or the glint of your silver hair under the low light emanating from the torches, but something about you reminds him of the way he had loved Rhaenyra and admired Laena, the other Valyrian beauties in his life. They are not here, he cannot reach them. But you are.

“Come here, hunes.” His own voice sounds strange to him, low and demanding. When he calls you bunny, he is not exaggerating. Does the fox feel as wrong as he feels when becoming over his prey? Does his gums ache like Daemon’s do, with the urge to bite, to tear apart, to wound? Does he mourn the little bunny whose innocence he is about to shatter? “There is something I wish to show you.”

You eye him warily, but get up from your chair and move until you are standing in front of him. It's not enough for Daemon. It never is. He always wants you closer, closer to hold, to protect, to own.

He tugs you between his parted legs.

“Do you trust me?”

There is a slight furrow of your brow. The barest hint of hesitation. Yet, your voice is firm when you answer him.

“Yes.”

His girl. His precious girl. If you had been his, he would have never hurt you like Corlys had. Never allowed to become easy prey for men like him. You shouldn’t trust him.

Daemon shouldn’t be doing this, either. It is a good thing he has never claimed to be a good man.

He takes a sip of his wine, and leans towards you, capturing your mouth in his. At first, you fight him, the suddenness startling you. It’s only when he gives your lower lip a sharp nip, that you melt into the kiss. When your mouth parts slightly, he passes you the wine.

You splutter, but Daemon holds you down, arms held by your side. He forces you to take and take some more, chasing the tart taste of the wine into the honeyed one of your mouth.

Your obedience and compliance only makes him wilder, drives him to grasp at your hips, pull you closer. Just when you begin to lean into Daemon, dutifully swallowing the wine, someone jerks you out of his grip.

“I did not think it to be true.” A woman’s voice, one he knows too well, says. Rhaenys. Her face is a mask of absolute rage. She gives you a shove that sends you stumbling before Daemon can even get out of his chair. “You have much nerve.”

Your face turns ashen. You look like you are about to cry, or worse, flee. Daemon jumps up, and gets between Rhaenys and you.

“You were always a whore!” She screams, her index finger digging into his chest. You let out a sob, quietly. Daemon’s heart feels like it is being wrenched from his chest. At this point, the screams have attracted all the tavern's attention. Daemon doesn’t doubt that by this time tomorrow, the whole island will know.

You will be shunned. Just as he had feared.

“I am talking to you!” Rhaenys insists. You cower behind him. It only makes Rhaenys angrier. “No, not you, you stupid girl. You, Daemon.”

Daemon feels utterly stunned. Never in a million years he would have thought Rhaenys was referring to him.

“Are you calling me a whore?”

He feels the slap before he even sees her move. His head gets forcefully turned to the side, and he hears you whimper. His cheek stings. Daemon has to blink back tears, Rhaenys has hit him that hard.

He wasn’t even aware that a woman could land such a blow.

“You dare! You toyed with my daughter and this girl as you saw fit.” And Daemon cannot even get a word in because she is too angry. He feels his cheeks reddening, and its unsure if he is feeling embarrassment at being scolded like a child, or rage at her words. “But worry not. I will make this right.”

Rhaenys has a manic gleam in her eyes. For a frightening second, Daemon thinks he sees in her the famous Targaryen madness.

Instead of setting you both on fire, she lunges, avoiding Daemon, and grabbing you hands in hers.

“I shall not allow you to make the same mistake your mother did.” Rhaenys says, and she is gone before Daemon can answer anything.

THIS IS YOUR greatest triumph. Why, then, does it taste like ashes on your tongue?

You are wearing the finest dress you have ever owned, gifted to you by Daemon. Princess Rhaenys has forced both him and your father into complacency, and even forced King Viserys to allow your betrothal. Still, you feel adrift. Even betrayed.

What Daemon had done to you had seemed purposeful. You had not realized when he had stolen the kiss from you, giving you your first taste of fine wine, but you understood it now. Had Princess Rhaenys not been there, or had she been any less merciful, a much different fate would have awaited you.

The stink of shame that followed you around, the whispers of dishonor and the looks of distaste, would have been even more intense. You would have been ruined, known as little more than a whore. And your family no longer had the money that had shielded your mother during her pregnancies.

You had not known it. But Daemon must have. He had a reputation for taking maidenheads as he saw fit, Addam had informed you. You were a fool for not knowing, and a fool for believing he wanted something else from you.

The royal decree is read by a Maester, in front of all the Lords of near castles, the smallfolk of Driftmark and the Velaryons. Even in the first beautiful dress you own, you feel small. Out of place. The looks your half siblings are shooting you do not help you feel better.

Once the bill is read, Lord Corlys steps forward.

“Daughter.” He says, grasping your hands in his. He is cold. He is cold, and it makes your skin crawl, even when it is all you wanted as a little girl. It’s the first time he acknowledges you, and he is not at all like the man you imagined, when dreaming as a child of what it would be like for him to look at you. Because even a glance would have been enough back then. “It’s a pleasure to finally have you join the family.”

Addam and Allyn are still in the crowd, unacknowledged. They are your family, not this man who is grasping your hands with a calculating gleam in his eyes. Wondering, as all highborn do, how he might use you. How you might serve to further his own ends.

Your brothers could not be recognized as you were. You had shyly asked Princess Rhaenys, and if she thought you dimwitted before, she had probably confirmed her suspicions. They were men, she had explained, and a threat to Laenor’s rights once your father passed. You, instead, were nothing but a girl who had sullied herself, whose honor had been compromised so thoroughly you had turned even less important in the great scheme of things.

She was helping you because you had been taken advantage of by Daemon, Princess Rhaenys had said, but also to spare her daughter from your fate. Wife to a husband that would most likely betray you and sire bastards.

Lord Corlys was just happy to have another pawn to marry off and forge alliances. Freeing his daughter from a disloyal husband was an added bonus.

Every time you heard them, your hands turned into fist, and you could barely fight the rage from clouding your expression. You had not done the thing everyone was accusing you of, and yet were being judged for it all the same. Daemon, too, did nothing to correct them. Not even when the most scandalous rumors surfaced, saying you would wed him with a child already in your belly.

You had not let him touch you like that. You were not as stupid as everyone thought. As a daughter to a single mother, you knew all about scorn and loneliness. You would never doom a child to your same fate.

The day doesn’t pick up from there. The feast to follow feels just as empty, and you turn down an insincere offer from your father to be housed here. You cannot wait to run back to your brothers.

It would be impolite to leave so soon, though. Lord Corlys has thrown this feast in your honor and is making the lords and members of his household present you with gifts. You admit it is a clever strategy, to avoid having to spend money in your trousseau. Hence, you need to stay a little bit longer.

You get handed new quills and parchments, alongside a new seal for your correspondence by Laena.

“I figured you wouldn’t have one of these.” Her smile is strained as she reaches for your hands. “Since you weren’t raised the proper way.” It says a lot about the company you are in that it is the most polite greeting you receive all afternoon.

When it all begins to become a bit much, and your eyes are stinging after a lady said you had no grace and no manners, you decide you need to run. But when you are stepping a foot outside the hall, Daemon appears by your side.

“Rather improper, isn’t it?” He asks, grabbing your hand in his. You try to jerk away, but he merely interlaces your fingers together. “A lady cannot quite run around unescorted as you used to.”

“Leave me alone, Daemon.” You say, still trying to free yourself. The last thing you want today is to deal with him.

“I do not think I will.” Daemon cups your cheek in his hand, hands gentle despite the calluses on them. It was one of the things you had first liked about him. His hands were artisan’s hands, like the ones of your brothers, despite being highborn. He had seemed so different from the rest of the men you knew, back then. “Not when my betrothed is nearly weeping in her own feast.”

“You heard all those people. I do not belong here.” You look up at him, fighting your tears. You feel like such a whiny child. What happened to you is something that only happens in fairytales, it's the stuff songs are written about. No bastard girl gets acknowledged by her father and marries a Prince.

“Who cares what those cunts think?” Daemon scoffs. “You are above them. You always were.”

You bloom under his praise. There is no other word for it. It warms you, from head to toe, and your stomach fills with butterflies. A small smile forms, even through the tears that threaten to fall.

“There she is.” Daemon brushes his thumb over your cheek. “That’s my girl.”

His girl. There is nothing you would like more.

“I never wanted to be a Lady.” You lower your eyes, embarrassed at the admission. You feel ungrateful for saying it, but it’s the truth. You had never imagined a home away from your siblings. The marriage will mean you will be taken away from them, and only see them if Daemon feels like it.

You do not own a dragon, after all. And you aren’t too sure Allyn and him will be the best good brothers.

He grabs you by the waist and gives a little tug.

“Be mine instead.” Daemon whispers, and when you nod, he kisses your forehead.

MARRYING YOU HAD never been in his plans. Yet, when he saw you walk down the aisle, dressed in Velaryon blue and looking awkward, Daemon was sure you were the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

You were not a lady or a princess, yet you and him were alike. Birds of the same feather. For the first time, Daemon could say there was someone who understood him.

Daemon had never been poor, nor had he been born a bastard, but he too, had lost his parents while young. He, too, was considered too wild by his brother. And he knew all about of trying to fulfill an impossible task while honoring the legacy of his ancestors.

Laena was a mere child by your side. Her innocence and Valyrian looks had appealed to him once, but after meeting you, Daemon knew no other woman could compare. There was an edge to you, beneath all the innocence and beauty. A fire that burned bright in your belly, and could not be quenched. An anger that both amazed him and scared him, and drew him in like a moth to a flame.

You would have been great if you had been born into his house. Great but terrible.

Or perhaps you wouldn’t have. Perhaps, if you had grown acknowledged by your father, you would have not been the lost little girl who dreamed of recognition and slept lulled by the sea. You wouldn’t have grown into the woman who got the recognition and understood she did not need it at all.

A shame that recognition had come at a price so steep. Recognition in exchange for rumors of dishonor, whispers of the shame of your existence and the shame you had brought on yourself. These cunts did not see you for what you were. Not some malicious creature, some silver tongued temptress. No. You were determined and fierce, brave and true. You honored your house’s words. Your ancestors would have been proud.

Yes, Daemon decided. He would marry you and take you away from here, from this horrible little island where people behaved like they were above you. The cunts should be honored that you were even looking their way.

The distance might even help those stubborn brothers of yours to forget all about the way Daemon had become part of their family. When the grudge was forgotten, he would bring you back, less the eldest skewered him alive.

Not because Daemon feared Allyn. Of course not. But because killing him would be such a nuisance, and you would cry, and… Ugh. He couldn’t stand to see you cry.

You were about to burst into tears right now. He could tell. Daemon grabbed your hands in his, uncaring he was breaking protocol, and pressed his forehead against yours.

“We can still marry on the beach, with only Caraxes as witness.” He whispers, gently. “Hells, I would prefer it. We can run still. The Septon has not spoken.”

You laugh, a bit watery.

“Addam and Allyn would drop dead, thinking we will not be wed.”

“Allyn looks like he would attempt murder.”

“Attempt?”

“I doubt he would succeed.”

“I would protect you.” You say, and it warms something inside Daemon he wasn’t even aware that he had. “If only because killing a Prince is a crime worthy of the ax, and I wish to have nephews.”

Daemon's mouth opens and closes.

“You little..!”

You laugh, but before he can lunge and throw you over his shoulder, the Septon clears his throat.

“If the two of you are done..?”

“Just get to the part where you handfast us.” Daemon says, giving him his best lecherous expression. “I have many things I wish to show my new bride.”

And there were. He had taken many of your firsts already, he wasn’t about to stop now.

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a while ago you said you hated the movie the eternals so I was wondering what you didn’t like about it? just bc I’m vindictive about marvel lol

god they just literally didnt do even a single thing right.

the acting was really bad from just about everyone (except maybe kumail nanjiani who was the only person who decided he would try to play an actual character), like everyone was just phoning it in. im going to chalk it up to bad directing because people also seemed like they had no idea what they were supposed to be doing on set, plus some of these people are decorated actors that have proven they were good at their job in other movies.

it could also be because the writing was just a mess on every level. like, how good could the acting be when no characters were given any solid motivations or personality traits (any motivations or traits that they DID bother to put in the movie were either told with 0 evidence, or just changed whenever it suited a plot twist to try and create some tepid and meaningless conflict within the team). the lore was tedious and nonsensical, there were no stakes because absolutely nothing felt earned or consequential at all, the overall goal of the plot changed like 8 different times as well as constantly being interrupted by flashbacks with no rhyme or reason as to when we would see a flashback or what we would flash back to, which led to a pacing nightmare.

and the tone was too dour and serious to be able to ignore any of this for the camp or fun either!! because there was absolutely no fun!!!!! it's like they wanted to make a Prestige Drama out of a movie that's 75% exposition dumps and half-assed sci fi lore and 0% actual character moments that make dramas work.

ok im typing too much so let's just rapid fire the rest: the color pallet was atrocious, just concrete and mud. the costumes looked like absolute garbage, cheaply made and extremely bland even just on a design level (i'm talking specifically about the hero uniforms here. the civilian clothes for every character were also boring and pointless, though). the effects were literally laughably bad, the object designs (like for the spaceship and other alien stuff, i'm not sure what to call this category) were ridiculous and never fully came together into something interesting or otherworldly. the score was trash and the needledrops were distracting. the diversity was shallow and insulting, you can't just constantly brag about diversity when you couldn't be bothered write those diverse characters to be actual, yknow, characters.

anyway if you want a well-made superhero movie about ancient heroes who have a deep love for humanity, that has diverse characters who are actually fleshed out and treated like characters instead of an Inclusivity Checklist, that has serious moments with emotional impact but is also capable of being fun, that has clear intra-team conflicts and morally grey characters that you can actually understand, that doesn't look like total garbage, then literally just watch The Old Guard. just watch The Old Guard im literally begging you. if you liked eternals just watch The Old Guard and see what it looks like when a movie actually does what eternals pretends it's doing.

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Being Franks Daughter in Hawkins pt 8

Gif caption: Top Gif: Frank Castle from Marvel's Punisher Bottom Gif: Joyce Byers from Netflix's Stranger Things

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Reader: 17-18 range | female reader

Characters Mentioned: Frank Castle (MCU), Matt Murdock (MCU), Curt Hoyle (MCU), Karen Page (MCU), Peter Parker (MCU), Dinah Madani (MCU), Steve Harrington (ST), Billy Hargrove (ST), Max Mayfeild (ST), Will Byers (ST), Jonathan Byers (ST), Joyce Byers (ST), Nacny Wheeler (ST), Mike Wheeler (ST), Lucas Sinclair (ST), Dustin Henderson (ST)

A/n: Guys. Halloween Happened this part you know what that means? Demo dogs most likely next chap

Warnings: underage drinking mentioned, also fuck nancy we donf like nancy this chapter

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The next day, your up, but Frank has work

So your alone at the house

Props to him for leaving a bowl of oatmeal and fruit for you

God you wish you knew how to cook like Frank does

Maybe you could try.

No you'd probably burn the house down.

A phone call causes you to carry over your breakfast

"Always while Im eatin' come on." Y/n playful protest

"Y/n?"

"Oh. Nancy Hey. Whats up-" Y/n asked.

"Here take the phone-"

"Hello?" It was Mike now.

"Oh. Hey Mikey what can I help you with?"

"Will...uh. Told me about you wanna Try D&D."

Y/n smiled, "I wouldn't mind watching over a game. I've never played it before. Oh. But I was gonna ask if Steve if he wanted to go see that horror movie. And was gonna see if Will wanted to work on our costumes."

"Steve?" Mike asked, "You're dating Steve!? Harrington?!"

"Well. Anything can change within a day Mike- but why is that so-"

There was a click.

"Hello? Mike? Nancy?" Y/n asked into the phone.

Okay. Odd?

Guess that means no D&D for you. Sadly

So you dialed Billy, maybe you could see him today.

"What?" He asked crankily

"Oh well hello to you too Hargrove."

"City bird." He realized, "hey."

Y/n smiled, "I was wondering. Could I come over?"

"Yeah..." he answered.

"Really?" Y/n asked, "And. I dont have to sneak in. Or out?"

"Can we talk about this in person?"

"Yeah. I'm on my way." Y/n spoke.

You got dressed and put on your boots to make the trek to Billy's house

Luckily, you still got your leg strength from running and jumping and all that good shit in New York

You ring the door bell and Max answers it.

"Oh. Hey." Max smiled.

"Hey Max." Y/n smied

"Billy's in his room."

Y/n nodded unzipping her jacket, "did you like those comics?"

"Yeah! They were pretty cool. Know where I can get more?"

Y/n nodded, "I have more dont worry."

You walked through the house, following Billy's loud speakers.

Metal as usual, and even though you knocked he didnt hear you, so you walked in.

"Yo Hargrove!"

The music cut as he turned to her a smile stupidly happy.

"Glowing much pretty boy?" Y/n teased.

"Close the door."

Y/n did as asked as Billy came to her, engulfing her in a stupidly tight bear hug. What?

"Good news?"

"He's gone! He's really fuckin gone!" Billy spoke happily.

"Who?" Y/n asked with a laugh.

"Oh come on! I know you did this!" Billy cheered, "Two weeks! Of fuckin breathin' room! Thank fuckin you!"

"What?" She asked in disbelief.

"What?" He asked, her sudden sour mood dampining his, "What! This is great!"

"He's supposed to be in Jail!" Y/n argued.

"He is!"

What? No thats. Thats not possible.

"I. Two weeks?! Two fuckin weeks?! Thats it!?" Y/n argued.

"Its two weeks! He's done breathing down my neck!"

"No Billy! He's suppose to get. Months! Years maybe! Not two weeks! Thats a slap on the hand!" Y/n argued.

Oh it was so hard to argue with Billy, especially when she seen him so happy for the first time

But he was just. OH so happy, that she eventually dropped it

And he tries to remind you its two weeks free of his dad but it just makes you more mad

He doesnt understand this was what you were suppose to do.

"City bird! Hey! Im talking to you!" Billy argued walking through the house as he followed her, "Where are you going!?"

"You don't understand!"

"Understand what?! You did it!"

"Did it!? Did it!? This is a joke Billy! 2 weeks?! My dad went after the people who killed his family! They killed them! Gunned them all down. He got not one! Not two three or four! 5 life sentences! The laws a joke! The System is A joke! You deserve better!"

You go to leave but he slams the door closed before you can open it all the way

Just for him to hug you

Maybe you should just relish in this small Victory after all Billy was Free from Neil for atleast two weeks.

"Im glad you got some freedom." Y/n spoke, "did he look like a truck hit him atleast?"

"More of less around four trucks."

Y/n laughed, "you want icecream? I want icecream."

So there you are both having on the hood of his Chevy Camaro

Thats when you bring up the family dinner

He only laughs

"Never again" oh he's coming, you'll drag him like he dragged you to the store

Also talk about Halloween

He gives you a 'really' look as you say your going trick or treating

"Free candy."

"Free Booze."

Fair enough, it is Billy

But you tell him maybe something childish will help him feel his true potential and he laughs at you

You both just BS and catch up

Yeah you told him your sucking faces with Harrington and he fake throws up in his mouth

"City bird city bird!" He called out face in hands as he leans on the hood "what am I gonna fuckin do with you?"

"What?" Y/n laughed, "I really do like him."

He looks up at her, "He's...I don't know...just seems...like a great match."

Billy gave her a 'really' look.

"What?! Oh come on. Mr. Jackrabbit."

"I own it." He argued, "Harrington doesn't."

"What?" Y/n asked, "Please. I don't think he's a sex addict like you-"

"That's not it." He defended, "jackrabbits hop around."

"What...no." y/n spoke, "Pietro didnt hop around."

"Okay. Okay." He spoke standing straight up, standing infront of her, "If he hurts you-"

"I'll call you. I promise."

He nodded, "promise?"

He held his pinky out for her as she linked pinkies with him, "Promise."

Seems just been away from each other for a day or two you both had alot to talk about.

Then you both driving for a bit and end up at your house

You work on your costume as he sits by the window smoking.

"What the hell is that?"

"My ant man helmet."

"Can't you just borrow his costume?"

That was a good question

Scott was the type of guy to let you borrow his costume for something like Halloween

"Yeah lets call him."

So you called Scott up

"Hey! Y/n! Y/n!" Scott spoke happily, "The one who too easily kicked my ass."

"Haha. Look I have a favor to ask."

"Let me guess, Im the coolest superhero and you need my help defeating someone."

"Well. You are cool. But I need to borrow the outfit. You know. That one."

"Why?"

"Halloween."

"Yeah fair enough I'll have Strange portal it to you." He told, "But hey! You better send some of those snacks you send Peter."

"Did everyone eat the snacks I sent Peter before Peter ate them?"

"Pfft....yeah. yeah we did." He answered, "They were good!"

So you got an orginal ant man suit even if it was a little snug

"Now thats fuckin badass." Billy cheered watching Y/n turn around who laughed.

"You think the kids will like it?"

"Kids?" Billy spoke, "Dont tell me you actually slept with Harrington-"

Y/n shook her head rolling her eyes as she took looked down at the outfit, "no. But my dads with a chick now and I told him i got trick or treating with him. Same with Nancy's brother who asked me."

"So you rather go trick or treating with some loser kids. Than hang out with me."

"Yes. I would very much." Y/n teased causing him to laugh and roll his eyes playfully, "Don't worry Hargrove you be jealous after the fact I get free candy."

You end up taking the suit off for now, and hanging it up.

Just for Peter to come through your window unannounced and over excited.

"Y/n! There's a Radioshack here! And Man you should web sling through the trees with me! Hence the outfit of you know Spiderman but Oh! My God! It's amazing-"

There Peter stands, spiderman mask gone and suit on as he looks at the two of you in the toom.

"And...you have a friend over- Im Peter! Well Spider Man!- Hi?"

So there goes Billy knowing another superhero identity

Also great for two of your best friends to meet finally

Peters surpised there's no line of questioning just to figure out Billy's already asked you all the usual questions when he found out about you

So you all end up hanging out at your house and basically you both get to tell stories about badass fights and aliens and what not

Yet the day runs out, and Frank ends up coming home meaning the others are probably gonna come over soon

Joyce and Will come over with the gang,

Everyone comes just to hang out, talking bullshit catching up so more

You show Will your room while Matt talks with Billy

"Pretty sick right-"

"Is that your coustume!?" He cheered.

"Yeah it is." Y/n smiled,

"can I put the helmet on?!"

"Hah. Yeah come on I'll help you."

You help Will put the helemt on, its too big for him so he has to hold the sides to see out the eye holes but he's amazed by it

"You look Avenger ready." Y/n smiled.

"You think?" He asked as Y/n pressed the side opening the mask up as he held a smile. "It opens too!"

You had no idea how happy Joyce actually was with Will being so vocal towards you

You dont remember yourself as a kid much but you wonder if you were anything like Will

Quiet but when excited when talking about something of intrest

And he told you all about his costumes

Then proceeded to go into the full entire lore of Ghost Busters

Which you didnt even know exist

You didnt even realize you fell asleep until you woke up early the next day

They put Will on a cot besides your bed, so that must've ment Joyce stayed over, and Peter was on the floor besides Will's cot.

You got out of bed and went into the living room just to see that supposedly everyone had past out in the living room and that included Billy.

You almost laughed actually

Matt was leaning against Frank who was leaning against him

So you went searching for the Polaroid camera

Founding it and full of film you went to take a picture

And Matt must've been so knocked out that he didnt even React.

But Billy did as he flinched awake

"Morin'"

"Mhm...yeah..." he groaned standing up stretching himself out as his bones cracked.

"You hungry?"

"Gimmie five mintues to wake up first damn."

"I'll take it as a yes."

So you started making everyone breakfast

Billy ended up helping you because he litterally watched you almost knock down a pan of hot bacon greese twice and you've barely even started.

And a soft knock causes you to get the door.

Its Steve. With flowers.

"Happy Halloween." He speaks with a smile, "For you."

"Thanks., Happy Halloween to you too," Y/n smiled looking at the orange and yellow sunflowers, "they're pretty."

"Just like you."

That made you giggle, Ew giggle?

Billy swears he'll puke in he hears you giggle again and you'd be right beside him puking your brains out

Steve's pretty pissed when he walks in and sees Billy cooking breakfast as you quickly put your flowers in a vase

"Last time I seen both of you together it was-"

"At the dinner." They both answered.

Y/n smiled, it was nice to have them around together

Though they really hated each other.

They enjoyed you attempt at breakfast

It wasnt a crazy breakfast just simple bacon, eggs and toast.

"Not bad." Billy complimented.

"Thanks." Y/n spoke, "Thought I would of burnt it."

"Just the toast." Steve teased causing Y/n to chuckle, "Burnt toast ends are good."

Y/n smiled poking at her eggs, "I'll have to remember that."

Steve smiled at her, as she held her smile back. The two catching eyes, locking and holding one anothers gaze.

Billy only rolls his eyes at the both of you

He just has a bad vibe off Steve

And that goes both ways

Soon everyone starts waking up and you get them coffee and breakfast

You get the Polaroid camera and take pictures of everyone

Madnai and Billy sitting next to each other of course show the bird

"My brother likes cameras." Will spoke sitting besides Y/n with his breakfast, they sitting on the porch together on the stairs.

Y/n smiled drinking some of the coffee, "Yeah? If he's anything like you, we could be good friends."

Will nodded looking down at his plate, the cold stealing heat from the food.

"You...lived in New York."

"Yes I did." Y/n spoke, "All my life almost."

"You've seen. Werid stuff?" Will asked, "Like. Stuff that's...scary?"

Y/n looked down at her mug, "...Yeah...I do."

"Do you dream about it?"

"All the time." Y/n answered, "what about you? Have any bad dreams?"

"Not last night." He answered.

"But before?"

Will nodded, "I get worried Im gonna hurt someone."

"Thats the good thing about nightmares." Y/n spoke, "they cant hurt anyone. Not anyone out here."

He nods as Y/n smiled, "So. What houses are we going after first? I know in New York the rich families always give out full bars."

"Here too. Same houses every year."

You both go inside, Will wanting some more eggs.

Joyce is glad to hear Will has no nightmares, its not often and she even jokes that she'd have to start having him have sleep over with you more

Its just a good time all around.

Billy's given up on convicing you to go to a party instead of trick or treating but did tell you where the party would be just in case

He leaves after a time, saying he had to check on his "shit head sister" you two quickly linking Pinkies before he leaving

"What was that?" Steve asked as they walked into her room.

"Handshake in a way." Y/n spoke.

"Bye Y/n!"

"Bye Will! Bye Joyce! I'll pick up Will in a few!" She called.

Y/n pulled the hanger down with the costume on it

"We don't have a handshake." Steve commented.

Y/n chuckled, "did you want to make one?"

"I wouldn't mind-" Steve started, as he turned around she getting undressed to put the suit on.

"I just thought it'd be cool. You know. With dating an all...plus. dont think any other girl would want to have a secret handshake."

A zipper was heard before Y/n's footsteps and he turned around: seeing her in full deep red leather with an accent of black.

"You look. Wow." Steve started looking at her in awe, "wow...is that-"

"Leather?" Y/n asked, "sure we can call it leather."

"You look."

Y/n raised a brow.

"Wow."

Okay is he gonna stop saying Wow now?

You can only laugh and walk out the room with the helmet in hand.

Apparently Peter's coming too because he's now in a toned down spiderman suit like the classic instead of the superfancy shiney one

"Whattya think? Think I could tag along?"

"I think your tags showing."

"What!? Really!? Aw man!"

Steve almost feels left out, but he said he was going to a party so not to really feel bad about it

You leave with Parker and Steve at your side bur before you do.

"Matt you're coming."

"Yeah alright."

Just drag Matt Murdock along on all your silly adventures

No you really just need him to flirt with Mrs.Wheeler so you can sneak Mike out the back door

Saying bye to Steve you kiss him quickly and then your on your way

"No daredevil outfit?" Y/n questioned Matt clearing his throat, "its on under your suit isn't it."

"Just in case."

"In case what? A tree attacks us?" Peter asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Just incase Y/n goes insane."

You only laugh at that and park infront of the Wheelers, getting out as Matt gets out with ease

"Act like your not blind. Just keep the glasses on and flirt with her. I'll go around back and Peter will keep the car going."

"Yeah yeah. Go go."

Operation break the kid out of his basement a go.

You quickly ran around back while Matt went to sweet talk Mrs.Wheeler

"Well...Hello." Mrs.Wheeler spoke with a smile, Matt smiling back.

"Hello. Ms?"

"Mrs. Wheeler. Karen Wheeler." She spoke, yeah sounds like she wouldnt be Mrs. For much longer talking like that.

You knock on Mikes basement door that leads to the back as he opens it seeing Three boys there.

"YOU'RE-"

"Shh!" Y/n shushed opening the helmet, "Sinclair, Wheeler- hi new kid."

"You're from the supermarket! Remember me? Dustin Dustin Henderson."

"Oh. Yeah. Hi. Now hurry up Mrs.Wheeler dosen't exactly like me."

They rushed to follow you and while Matt quickly said his goodbyes after painfully flirting with Mrs.Wheeler they all quickly got to the truck

"Come on we gotta go get Max!" Y/n spoke, taking the helmet off, "hold this would you Henderson?"

They all wanna wear it. They know your not all the really heros but damn. You do look it

You guys go pick up max, then Will

Thats where you "offically meet Johnathan"

"Hey. I'm-"

"Y/n....Y/n Castiglione..."

She smiled, "Thats me. Hehe...Jonathan I remember you from the lunch tables. Not very...social at school."

"No! No! I. I understand ya." He spoke as they shook hands, "nice to finally meet you."

"Right back at you."

"So uh. If you dont mind. Taking photos while there out."

"No not at all yeah. I'd love too."

Group of kids ready to rumble now

You take them to the "rich neighborhood" because thats where all the good candy is

They're all rushing to get out the car because they have to home by a certain time so they want all the candy they can get

Peter and Matt keep up with most of them

But Will's kinda lagging, so you stick with him. Gives for nice photos of the kids in the distance

You also snap a few pictures of Will trick or treating too

As well as denying people for pictures

But as you're standing there changing the film and waiting for Will to come back down you look up and he's gone

"Huh. Will! Will!" Y/n called just to hear him shivering from far away.

You managed to find him.

"Hey! Hey! Buddy. What's wrong?"

"Im sorry im sorry!" He cried.

"Come on lets take a breathe. Theres nothing to be sorry for." She tells him.

"Will?!"

"We're down here mike."

Mike rushed down to both of you and ask what happened

But Will says he just wants to go back and hang out with Mike at his place.

"Okay. Thats fine. Call your mom while your there? So she knows. And take this," Y/n spoke handing him the camera," Good memories right?"

He looks down at the camera and full roll and nods.

"Come on I'll take you both back."

So you do just that, drive them back to Mikes house.

"And please! Call your mother!"

"I will."

Y/n smiles, "Hey and Will."

He looks back at her, "If you ever need someone to back you up. I've got you."

"Thanks."

You hope he'd be okay, and that a friend could help him, but you have to go pick up the other kids too because its getting towards that time

So you take them home waving to them then driving off.

But one of the kids forgot something to there costume so you'll just give it back Monday.

So when you drop off Lucas and wave to Mr. And mrs.Sinclair goodbye you realize its not even that late.

"What are your thinking?" Matt questioned.

"Its only 10:30." Y/n spoke.

"And?" Matt spoke Peter handing him a tootsie roll, "thank you"

"I...could go to a party."

"We're going to a party?" Peter asked.

"No. I'm going to a party."

"You take peter i dont tell. You dont take Peter I tell." Matt spoke.

"What?! Why?" Y/n argued.

"Always need someone watching you back." Matt defended, "is this Bananana flavored what the hell!"

"What!? No way?! Thats a thing!?" Peter asked handing Matt another one.

"Steve will be there." Y/n defended.

"Oh." Matt spoke.

"What do you mean oh?"

"Oh. Like. Drinking, drugs, boys, bathrooms-"

"EW!" Peter and Y/n complained.

"Im telling the truth!" Matt defended opening the packet of candy and eating it, "who the hell gives out fruity tootise rolls!"

"So. I take Peter. We chill for a few hours we come back."

"Wait so I can go?"

"Yeah."

"Alright!"

Matts gonna murder you with the fruity tootsie rolls if you keep giving them to him.

You drop him off at his motel and then your off

Que you and peter almost getting lost for 25 mintues, real smooth

But you guys eventually make it

Just to find a guy hurling outside

"Wow. Hawkins Parties. Great." Peter joked.

You could only roll your eyes at him as you both went inside.

You could Find Steve but you found Billy

Being Billy

People hyping him up as he chugged what you assumed was the whole Keg he feeling like a king

Then spotted you

"Look who decided to show up!" He laughed, shouting over the music,"Put your kids too bed!?"

"Infact I did!" She laughed.

"Come on! Lets get you a drink!" He shouted

"No! No! Im not into the whole drinking think!"

"I know! But you be surpised that water and soda still exist here!"

So he takes you to go get a water and then runs off, you following just to loose him in the crowded house.

Thats when you spot Nancy, and go to say Hi but Steve's over there.

You much rather not intrude on there friendship, after all. You're always hanging around boys so you dont see a problem with Nancy hanging around or anyone else

Except Carol

We dont like Carol, or Heather aka the Bully

Peter finally finds you

"Already partying?" Y/n laughed.

"This kinda sucks." He answered grabbing a water.

"Yeah," y/n spoke, "Not everything they make it out to be."

"Wanna just go back to yours and build that lego set?" Peter asked then took a chug of water, but got no answer, "Y/n?"

What was Steve Harrington doing walking Nancy Wheeler to the bathroom just in sight And going in with her

"One sec."

You left Peter there as you went to the bathroom, in full honesty you expect to hear soothing words and puking

Not. Well.

"Its all Bullshit!" Nancy complained.

"Nanc, come on you're drunk, just puke your brains out and-"

"You're bullshit!" She argued.

"Nancy I don't-"

"Bullshit. Its all bullshit Steve. I love you!"

Y/n stayed still, "Nanc, I. Look I really like Y/n."

"But you don't love her. Its why its Bullshit! Who do you love?! Its me or her!"

"Nanc, you know you can't make me do that-"

"Its me. Or its her!"

You interveinded by knocking on the door.

"Nanc? I seen you come in here? Are you okay? You didnt look so good!"

The door opened to see Nanc still hunched over the sink, and Steve standing on the other side of her.

"Too much to drink?" Y/n asked him.

"No kidding." Steve told.

"Nancy? You okay?" Y/n asked going to stand her up straight.

"No-" her protest didnt last long as she fell over Y/n catching her.

"Alright lets get you some water-"

Nancy just pushed off her, and went off by herself

"Rude drunk much?" Y/n asked.

"I thought you weren't coming." Steve spoke up

"Kids went home." Y/n told, "Thinkin about goin there myself. Home. This aint my style."

"I could go with you." Steve mentioned.

"I've gotta drop Peter off." Y/n answered, "Maybe. Come over we go threw the candy stash?"

"At my house?" Steve asked.

"Your house? Steve your parents-"

"Aren't home." Steve finished for her, "I like Tootsie rolls. See you there."

He kissed your cheek and then left

You and Peter end up leaving and you telling him you were going to Steves

He starts teasing you

"Yeah? What about you and MJ?"

"Thats a different story!"

"Sure. Parker Sure."

You pulled up to the motel just for Karen to run up.

"Hey Karen-"

"Matt's gone."

"What?" Y/n asked.

"He's gone!" Karen complained.

"Come on he's blind but very much capable-"

"Y/n!"

"Okay! Okay! Let me park and we'll help look!"

It doesn't take long for you with a trusty flashlight to reach the nearby farms to see Matt out there

"Damn it Murdock! What in gods name are you-"

You had stepped into a pumpkin rather than tripping over one just to see your ankle high in rotten pumpkin guts.

You kick them off and walk over to Matt

"Dude everyones-"

"Shh-"

"Hey-"

"Shut up."

Well if Matt's telling you to shut up its usually important

"Do you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

He was silent for a moment, "look at the pumpkins below you. There. Rotted."

"Okay some bad crop maybe?"

"Pumpkins? Rotting on Halloween Night?" Matt asked grabbing a piece just for it to almost melt in his hand like ice cream on a hot day, "Crops this rotted would take days, weeks even. Why would it be so vast?"

"Matt. Its Hawkins. Its probably some old farmer that just cant get around fast enough." Y/n explained, "lets go now?"

He sighed, getting up and picking up his white cane and unfolding it, walking over to her, "somethings not right here, you need to tell me if you see anything."

"Matt. Its Hawkins!" Y/n protested.

"Y/n. Im blind!" Matt argued, "look what I do."

Matt did have a fair point, but you rather just. Stay away from that stuff

You were trying to ya know. Lay Low

Plus you had a boyfriend, and then there were the kids

And you just dont wanna rope them in to anything Superhero level dangerous

Certainly didnt want anything avenger level threat

You took Matt back and used the motel phone to call Frank

"No."

"What!? Why not!?" Y/n complained.

"Who's house are you staying at?" Frank asked.

"I dont know. Who's house is Joyce staying at?" Y/n protested.

"So this is how your gonna convince me?" Frank asked.

"Yes?"

He sighed, "I need the truck back for tommrow- If I see ONE mark on you-"

"Yeah yeah, you'll pow pow pow. I got it." Y/n spoke, "Try and not break the bed frame?"

"Y/n! I swear to-"

But you had already hung up and was calling Steve's house

"Hello?"

"Harrington. Pick me up by the street near my house 15 mintues."

With that you said goodbye to everyone, told Matt to stop freaking out and drove off to your house

You parked the truck and hurried in through your window to change and throw the stuff one of the kids left in your room.

You'd ask Strange to portal back the suit later.

So with your bag of candy and small bag of chlothes you went to the road.

"What...the hell is that..." Y/n asked squiting at the hunched over animal in the distance, just before it darted off.

But Steve's lights come into view and he's stopping for you to get in.

You tossed your bag in the back and sit in the passenger seat

"Big Haul." Y/n smiled holding up the candy bag.

Steve smiled, "any spare tootsie rolls in there?"

"Saved one just for you."

The drive back to his house was filled with Music and laughing

You two eating candy before you could even go through it.

When you got to the house, some bad memories came over you, but you pushed forward.

He took you upstairs. You hadn't been to his room before.

His room was...plain compared to yours, but bigger.

"I can go make us something warm. Coffee? Tea?" He asked, he looked nervous having Y/n in his room sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Um...yeah whatever you make I'll have one." Y/n told with a smile.

"Right...you'll be fine up here?"

"Yeah."

So he left you up there, and you decided to pick out all the wrappers from your candy adventure in Steve's car and toss them in his little trash

Just to catch a peak out his window

Wow. Steve's family had a lot more money than you realized

It was sooner rather than later that he came up with tea for the both of you

"Sorry. If you don't uh."

"Like it?"

"Yeah..."

"I'll drink it anyhow. Thanks."

They sat on his bed side by side, drinking tea.

"You're not very picky."

Y/n chuckled, "how could I be?"

Steve cocked an eyebrow up as Y/n sighed, "Sorry-"

"No. No." Steve told, "harder than I imagined in New York."

Y/n smiled, "Superhero's are people too."

"You really do have relationships with them. Don't you?" Steve questioned, "Genuine realtionships."

"I understand them. In a way...I see them as people..rather than superheros. Not all are good though, some rest in the gray and such." Y/n informed with a soft smile towards him, "Its tough out there."

"Im no superhero, but I get it." Steve answered, "I shouldn't even be saying that..."

"Hey. Everyone has there hardest hour." Y/n told setting her mug besides her feet on the floor, "its diffrent from someone elses. Ya know?"

"I think thats what makes you...unique." he started, "You...see everyone in different parts. Heh I'd be dumb to say its not one of the reasons I love you-"

It went silent between the two, Steve clearing his throat as he set his mug on his nightstand, "I. Sorry."

"For what?" Y/n spoke, "You say sorry when you dont mean things. Did you not-"

"Mean it?" Steve asked, "Well No I didnt."

"You didn't?"

"No! I mean yes no I didn't- The sorry. But I did- I- fuck."

Y/n smiled small at him as he jumbled his words: "I get it."

"Oh thank god."

He couldnt help but feel stupid when you were around, like you were some kindergarten crush

When both of you are already dating

You lay back on his bed, and he lays besides you.

Thats when you realize he has a glow in the dark star sticker on his ceiling still, most likely from when he was like 8

"Does it still glow?" Y/n asked.

"What?" Steve asked looking at the ceiling as she points it out, "lets find out."

He turns off his lamp leaving the two in the semi dark light from the pool outside polluting the room.

"Yeah kinda." Y/n smiled as Steve finds himself next to Y/n again.

"Huh. Would you look at that." Steve chuckled watching Y/n reach a hand out to the star.

"Stars aren't far out of reach then." Y/n told him.

Steve's hand came up to catch Y/n's, "Two hands are better than one."

She turns her head to look at him he doing the same as they make eye contact and hold it, "You're not wrong."

Steve gives her a soft smile, he getting up to lean on his side and look down at her, "what?" She asked.

"Just wondering if you have more intrest in the star than me." Steve told her, causing her to laugh, "Could...I steal your attention for just a moment for a kiss?"

"And ruin my view of the star? No way!"

"Ouch!"

Y/n laughed as he joined her, feeling her hands grip onto his collar and pull him down into a soft kiss. It pulling Steve in deeper in love than he already was.

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