#i honestly cant wait to get to the bird aliens

[wellijustfinnihedoneofthebooks]

I understand the marius haters, all true points against him, yes he definetly did do that, but pffffffftttt hes so fucking funny

[lizzie-is-here]

lonely is a man without love

part iii- cairo

“i am a deserted sky, and you are the moonlight” - manoj muntashir

summary: you and marc head to cairo, and you make a shocking discovery in the form of a giant skeleton bird

wordcount: 4k

warnings: language, violence, vague references to the red room, drinking, slight pining, a saddening lack of steven

a/n: yuhhh posting this before my bday tomorrow so i can get crunk af. ALSO TAYLOR AND JOE? sobbing. but i hope y’all enjoy love y’all sm sm sm 🫶

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i’m sorry it won’t let me tag some of y’all 😭

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Marc pokes and prods for more intel on your profession the whole plane ride to Cairo.

Honestly, it’s more of a harsh interrogation at this point, with him making sure you aren’t working for any remnant of the Red Room that managed to stay alive. Once he’s satisfied and his temper cools, you explain why you were sent.

“Righteous” justice or not, he was a danger, killing random people all over Europe and shaking off hits that no normal person should be able to. And the team liked to keep tabs on enhanced beings.

“So the actual Avengers are worried about me? It’s not like I’m going after them,” he says.

You laugh, loud and obnoxious. “Worried? No, you misunderstand. It’s more of a public safety precaution. Just making sure all of our loose ends are tied.”

“Loose ends being…?”

“Hydra. The Red Room-“ You gesture to yourself. “Aliens. Things like that.”

“Yeah…” Marc says, hesitant. “‘Things like that’, sure.”

You lean over a bit, scanning the plane from your aisle seat to check for threats. All you see are tired passengers, dozing off or absorbed in the small TVs on the backs of the seats.

Once satisfied, you turn back to Marc.

“If you want to sleep, now’s a good time. Once we get to Cairo, we’re not going to have much time to rest,” you say, nodding to the TV. 3 hours away.

He eyes you, a bit suspiciously, but closes his eyes anyway. With a sigh, you stand up, snaking through the aisles to the bathroom. You grab your phone and tap a favorited contact.

“(Y/N)?”

“Tasha,” you greet. “Is it a bad time?”

Your friend shakes her head, holding up the phone to show the group. “We just finished a movie, what’s up?”

“So… Marc Spector is here. He has DID, and Steven Grant is an alter, not an alibi. Things are getting serious.”

She nods. “That explains a lot.” You’d been relaying your experiences to them for weeks, and they’d shared in your confusion. Her tone turns more stern. “How serious?”

“Cults, magic, something about a scarab? It’s out of my expertise.”

“Do you need backup?” Steve’s voice calls from the other side of the couch.

You shake your head. “No, it’s nothing I can’t handle. It’s just fucking weird.”

A chorus of laughter goes up on the other end of the phone and you smile, rolling your eyes when a knock lands on the bathroom door.

“I just wanted to update you. We’re heading to Cairo now, so…” You shrug. “I will maybe get some souvenirs.”

The knocking grows more incessant.

“Will you hold on? Your shits can wait!” you call. Turning your attention back to the phone, you sigh. “I’ve got to go. This person is going to kick the door down.”

Nat nods and mock-salutes you. “Have fun, stay safe. You can always call, (Y/N).”

With a brief goodbye, you wash your hands and leave, awkwardly waving at the small child who was the source of the knocking. Sitting down, you sigh, listening to the sound of air and propellers.

No sleep for you, you guess.

———————————————————————

When the plane lands and you rush off, you and Marc find the closest hotel and buy separate rooms.

Even after securing the room and stuffing a gun under your pillow, you still sleep lightly. A shattering sound wakes you, bright light from outside invading your eyes, and you curse under your breath as you clamber out of bed.

You slip out of your door and into Marc’s room, gun still gripped in your hand.

He’s sitting on the floor, head in his hands. A mirror is shattered.

“Are you gonna break more mirrors or can we start the day?” you ask. He raises a bottle.

Snatching it from him, you down the last of the fiery liquid and chuck the bottle. It lands somewhere on the ground behind you, brown glass joining the reflective shards on the tile.

He drunkenly laughs, looking up to where you stand.

Your hair is free and rustled, not like how you normally have it. Your hair is always braided or tied back, something he now realizes is a habit from your training.

There’s a gun in your hand, and he can see your finger on the trigger. Marc regrets waking you, partially out of guilt and partially because he’s once more been reminded that you’re a killer. Which reminds him that he’s a killer.

You’re just a much prettier killer. Much.

“Are you going to get up? Or are you going to stare at me like you want to fight me again?” you laugh. “Because it did not go so great for you last time-“

He waves a dismissive hand. “Yeah, yeah. ‘M gettin’ up,” he finally says, and you slip away, avoiding glass and heading back to your own room to dress for the day.

Light colors, thin fabrics. Anything to stave off the heat. Once you’re both ready, you and Marc head into the city.

You don’t mention the mysterious absence of Steven, who the vigilante is definitely suppressing. Said vigilante is too busy hunting down his target.

He shakes off the last bit of drunkenness as he leads you up a ladder, not really telling you where you’re going or why. It doesn’t bother you, per se, but you are curious as to how he knows where to go. Sometimes he glances at empty spaces, as if listening to something not quite there.

You have no time to ponder this strange behavior as you leap across rooftops and nimbly avoid obstacles that Marc barrels through.

Your question as to who you’re hunting down is answered when you see a group of men, with one being stabbed in the stomach right as you arrive. Great.

“Oh, shit,” Marc sighs. “You killed him? I needed to talk to that guy. About a dig sight.”

“I don’t think they can un-stab him,” you snort.

He nods. “True. Guess I’m gonna have to talk to you all instead.”

“You’re too late,” one of them growls. “You’re never gonna find Harrow.”

“That’s his name?” You audibly gag. “Eugh, that’s a shit name for a cult leader.”

The guy tosses his knife in the air, following it up by tracing the blade along the ground.

“Ooh,” Marc says. “What, are we dancin’? We fightin’? What are we gonna do?” You step back as one of them lunges, deciding to go easy on them and not use a weapon.

Slamming one against the wall is easy enough, though he gets up soon after and targets Marc instead. One of them, a kid, charges at you.

You disarm him and shove him on his ass, not wasting your time on a literal child. Whipping around, you grab the handle of a knife as it zooms past, a few inches past your shoulder.

“Seriously? Learn to aim,” you say to yourself as you toss the knife off the roof.

It’s going rather well for a street fight. Much more fun, albeit less challenging than any of your Red Room missions.

And then it all goes to shit.

Marc’s got a knife to a guy’s throat, but something changes. A brief moment of silence, and he slams the blunt handle on his head, hard enough for him to bleed.

You let him go to town fighting the other two, who are now much more scared of him. It’s only when he meets your gaze that you realize something is deeply wrong. The hairs on your neck rise.

That’s not Marc. Definitely not Steven.

Your suspicions are confirmed when he leaps from the roof and disappears into the crowd.

What the fuck?

You follow, sprinting down streets as you barely stay on his tail.

When you manage to catch up to Marc, or whoever, he’s staring down a cliff with two dead bodies on the ground. You don’t have to look to know that the third lies at the base of the steep drop.

“Marc? What the fuck just happened?” you demand.

He whirls around, fear in his eyes.

“I- I don’t know. That wasn’t me, or Steven. So what-”

The wind swirling interrupts him, and he stares off at a rusty car.

“And what is so interesting about the car that-”

“We have to find Harrow. What about the other gods?”

You furrow your brow. “What?”

A disembodied voice responds, “To signal with an audience with the gods is to risk their wrath-”

You’ve never pulled out a gun faster. Turning in circles, you find no source. No people, no tech. Your breath quickens, aiming the firearm at random.

“Okay, Marc?” you begin. “I’m all good with cults, and floating scarabs, and even some magic, but you are going to have to explain that voice before I start freaking out.”

The man sighs, glancing back to the air.

“I serve the Egyptian god Khonshu. I’m his… avatar.” The delusional nature of his statement is offset by how naturally he says it, so much so that you do a double-take.

“And you’re just telling me this now? Of course, of course, the first mission I go on after fighting a grape from space has Egyptian gods,” you hiss. “Don’t tell the public, Thor’s got plenty of fangirls that you don’t want.”

The voice sounds again. “I doubt they’d find the same appeal in me.”

You shrug, but when you turn in the direction it came from, you see it. And boy is it ugly.

An absurdly large bird skull, the body covered in mummification wrappings, and a large staff at his side.

“Cool. Cool-cool-cool. You were saying about talking to the other gods?” you mumble, trying to ignore the large bird thing.

“Yeah, what’s the worst that could happen?” Marc asks.

“Anger them enough and they’ll imprison me in stone,” the thing -Khonshu- says.

“That doesn’t sound too bad to me,” the man next to you says. You nod in agreement.

“You are very ugly,” you state bluntly.

Evidently unused to people disrespecting him, the god slams his staff on the ground.

“Not many mortals are allowed to even see my form, much less speak to me. It is a blessing.”

“Yes, well, I don’t feel very blessed.”

He turns his attention back to his avatar. “See how well you fare against Harrow without the protection of my healing armor.”

“All right, so what? Do you have any good ideas?”

“I have a bad one.” With that, he disappears.

You glance up, noticing the light dimming. You are met with a solar eclipse. So he can fully move the moon with no regard to its position or that the next eclipse was not for a good while? Huh.

Marc leads you down some stairs, past Khonshu as they talk.

“The gods all have avatars,” he explains. “They’re gathering now, but I don’t know…”

A wall begins to open itself, revealing a tunnel lined with glowing hieroglyphs. “... how to get there,” he finishes.

“I don’t fuck with small, dark, magic tunnels,” you say. “Besides, I don’t think I should join you.”

Marc smiles, visibly nervous. Resting a hand on his shoulder, you shrug.

“You’ll be fine, okay? Meet me here when you’re done, I will wait and see what I can learn about any leads.” It’s the nicest thing you’ve said to him, so he nods, steels his nerves, and heads down the tunnel. As soon as it shuts, you sigh.

“‘Egyptian mythology’,” you whisper to yourself as you type into a search bar. “I guess the black market is a good place to start.”

———————————————————————

You’re wandering through a marketplace when Marc finds you. The Red Room taught you to blend in perfectly, but he manages to spot you when he hears a loud laugh.

In your hand are a drink and a tangerine, which you may or may not have stolen.

“Can you find anything about Senfu’s sarcophagus?” he asks.

“Ouch, no ‘Hi’?” you tease before obliging. As you search with Stark tech assisting you, you glance at Marc. “It didn’t go well.”

“No,” he agrees. “They brought in Harrow, called me crazy, and denied my request.”

“Hmm, some council.” You finally break into a smile, holding your phone flat and projecting your findings. “Mogart. Some black market collector that is conveniently… 24 miles away.”

It takes a while to double-check your intel and find a boat, and the sun has set by the time you’re onboard. Sitting on the end, away from the other groups, Marc watches you, observing the cheerful passengers. A few young girls dance to the loud music, just enjoying the night as you look away.

“You know, I know almost nothing about you,” Marc says.

“I could say the same about you. Other than the file.”

He doesn’t balk at the mention of a debriefing on him, just smirks. “Yeah? Well, you know I work for an Egyptian god, I’ve got a British man living in my head, and the basics. All I know is your name and your-” He gestures at you. “-previous job.”

“You don’t want to know about the Red Room, I promise.” Your smile is a bit bittersweet. “It’s not pretty.”

“My past isn’t either.”

You hum. “The Red Room makes child assassins,” you say, avoiding too much detail. “And… I was cycled through the Black Widow programme three times. I was good at it, too.” That’s all you give up, gauging his reaction.

His gaze softens, not with pity, but with empathy. “How young were you? When you started- The training, I mean.”

The question manages to cause a lump in your throat. This is why you don’t like thinking about it.

You soften the truth when you manage to speak. “I don’t remember a time before it.”

A hand rests on yours. And the two of you sit in silence for a bit, quiet understanding lingering.

“And you?” you say, blinking away the small amount of water building in your eyes. “Did you always work for the bird?”

“No. But I was fighting for a while before I met him. ‘ve done plenty of horrible shit in my life even without him asking me to.”

“And I’ve done horrible things to get out of the Red Room. We have something in common.”

Marc shakes his head. “No, you… you’re out. Hell, you’re working with the Avengers. You’ve made up for it.”

If he knew what you’d done, he wouldn’t be so quick to absolve you. You brush that thought away.

“Well,” you begin, leaning back on the seat. “It’s never too late to start.”

The boat reaches the banks before he can respond or be further distracted by the rings on your hands. Or how your body twists and curves as you quickly jump onto dry land.

“Got an alibi?” you ask, watching Marc stash the duffel bag under the dock.

He hums, shrugging. “A few. Rufino Estrada,” he decides. “What about you?”

“I’m going in as myself. Obviously, not an Avenger, but…” You tie your jacket around your waist, allowing your t-shirt to hide many of your weapons.

On your belt, there are two guns and a handful of knives, but Marc’s eyes are drawn to your wrists. Gauntlets flicker red, electricity in them crackling as you check your weapons.

He speaks after you fire an experimental blast into the ground. “And what’s our story here?”

“You hired me as security, and you are in the business for this sarcophagus. You’re a reputable antiques buyer who previously had ties to Dreykov, the head of the Red Room. I’ve already sent that information ahead.” You flash a charming smile to the man, who still seems a bit on edge. “Mogart made a few small deals with him, so he knows how serious the Widows are. It’s a perfect alibi.”

You two approach a large track, with men jousting under bright lights as music blares from the speakers.

Schooling your expression as you approach a man, you tilt your chin up.

“Where is your boss?” you ask, voice much darker and accented than usual.

“Ma’am-“

“I sent a message earlier. We’re here for the sarcophagus.” The man immediately nods and rushes off as you lead Marc forward. “Don’t drop the act,” you whisper. “Let’s go.”

The guy introduces himself as Bek and guides you toward the track. “He’s excited to meet you. He hasn’t been able to speak to any of the infamous Black Widows after the Red Room fell.”

They were scattered across every continent on Earth, rebuilding their lives. Of course he wouldn’t find them.

“Excuse me a moment. Mr. Mogart will be with you shortly,” Bek says, slipping away.

You lean against the railing, the Widow Bites on your wrists glowing red at the movement.

“So what?” Marc starts. “This joker just puts on El-Mermah games in his backyard for fun?”

You click your tongue. “Ah, who knows? Rich people are weird.”

“Sir, Agent. Come in.” The man, dressed in a dark red robe, greets you with a more than relaxed attitude. “I hear you’re interested in my collection?”

Marc nods. “I hear you have Senfu’s sarcophagus.”

“And who told you that?” This is tedious, you think to yourself. Diplomacy and bargaining, it makes you want to heave.

“The best in the business.” Marc gestures to you.

Mogart seems convinced by this, and you begin to head toward a group of buildings.

“I hope you understand this is more than a collection to me. Preserving history is a responsibility I take very seriously.”

“No one asked you to do that,” you comment mildly, baring your teeth in a sinister grin when he frowns at you. “Yet, here we are.”

Mogart brushes off the thinly veiled insult with a chuckle. “I forgot how deep Widows cut,” he jokes. “How was the old boss before he died? May he rest in peace.”

“Pieces,” you correct, struggling to speak well of the man that previously controlled every aspect of your life. “Helicopter explosion. He… He died powerful and influential. What he would’ve wanted.”

Mogart doesn’t push further, thankfully, coming to a stop in front of a glass pyramid.

“If I may ask, why such interest in Senfu in particular?”

You have a fake reason, but he gestures for Marc to answer. Shit.

“I think that… I just think I would love to take a look,” he says. He’s confident, but it’s an awkward pause.

Mogart concedes. “Funny man. Feel free.”

As you enter the area housing said tomb, you glance at Marc.

“You need to let Steven out. He knows more than either of us and we cannot afford to blow this,” you whisper.

Marc scoffs. “Not a chance. All right, what do you see?”

“The burial practices,” you begin, recalling your research from earlier. “They’re in line with the Studenwachen texts.”

“The what?”

You roll your eyes, exasperated. “Apparently I’m the only one who studied. It means it’s real. But all of this is just instructions to guide the dead.”

“So?”

“No locations indicated.”

Marc glances up at the ceiling, likely listening to Steven. He turns back to you, voice hushed.

“Ok, will you give me a minute? I gotta talk to Steven. Keep him occupied.”

You nod, slipping away with a sigh of relief.

“Mr. Estrada needs some time alone,” you announce, watching said man ramble to himself. “He’s… praying.”

This doesn’t stop Bek, who storms in and grabs Marc’s arm. On instinct, the ex-Marine disarms him, also giving up your cover.

Guns are trained on you in an instant, and you raise your hands.

“Marc!” you shout. He spots you, and for a second you think he’s gonna shoot the guy and leave you to fend for yourself. Instead, he curses and gives up the gun.

“Do you really think I’m an idiot?” Mogart asks. “Get on your knees.”

Marc obliges, and the robed man sneers at you. “I really thought you were a possible ally.” A gun shoved against your neck forces you forward. “I used to be Dreykov’s customer, a friend, even.”

“You think I’d want anything to do with the man who ruined my life?” you laugh. “Dreykov was a coward. And I wish I’d been the one to kill him.”

“Hey-“ Marc steps in. “Take a look inside the sarcophagus. There’s somethin’ really, really big.”

Before Mogart can look, Bek speaks to him in French. You freeze.

“It appears we have a concerned third party here,” he says. “Get up.”

“Harrow,” you mouth to Marc, trying to find the zealot. He stands with two men, leaning on his staff.

“Whatever they’ve told you, I’m sure I can offer something much more tangible.” The scarab floats above his hand. “Why settle for a clue when you can have the treasure?”

Arguing breaks out as Marc snaps at Harrow, who simply turns to each of you. “You all have more in common than you know.”

“(Y/N), you think that ignoring the past will keep it from catching up to you. That missions can give you a purpose, but it’s closing in.”

You’re so taken aback by him knowing your name and reading you so well that you don’t hear another word.

“Do it. Summon the suit,” Khonshu says, appearing on a rooftop. “Give them what they deserve.”

You exchange a glance with Marc, subtly nodding to your gun, and then to the distracted guards.

Meanwhile, Harrow calls on his staff, using it to destroy the sarcophagus. By the time the cultish leader is gone, so is Marc.

Panic starts immediately, and you grin despite being surrounded.

“Well, boys. Looks like you’re in trouble.”

Mogart and Bek run as Marc starts attacking, throwing down curved blades as you grab your gun. Shooting down three guards is easy enough, but more are firing from the track.

“Here!” Marc covers you with his cape, blocking the gunfire in a way you don’t understand.

You catch your breath, looking up where his eyes glow through the suit.

“Can you buy me some time?”

“Absolutely.”

You run to the tomb, grabbing the tattered fabric. When you turn around, you come face to face with Bek.

Thinking fast, you throw shards of glass at his face and kick him in the stomach. He grabs a knife as you dodge his attacks, ducking in time for his knife to land in the mummy.

You take the advantage, slamming the grip of your gun into his nose. He tosses you away to grab the knife, but as he turns around, you fire off a single shot.

A quick death, it could be worse.

Running to the track where Marc is pinned down, you jump the fence. There’s multiple javelins stabbed through him, and you shoot a rider with another ready.

As you aim for the rest, however, you take a blow to the head. You hit the dirt, trying to rise as your vision blurs.

You can hear hoofbeats pounding in your head, only increasing the incoming headache. He’s got a javelin.

“Fuck that hurts,” you mutter, pushing yourself into a sitting position with your gauntlet trained on the figure. Even as Mogart heads for Marc, you don’t waver, especially when he sticks out the weapon to attack you at the last second.

Marc tackles you out of the way, enveloping you as he rolls to safety and tosses a last knife. It doesn’t miss.

Sighing in relief, you let your head flop onto his shoulder as you try to fight off the ache. He pats you on the back as his wounds mend under the suit. A luxury you don’t have.

“There you go. That’s it, deep breaths,” he mumbles, not really sure when you got comfortable enough with each other to sit like this.

He tries his best not to focus on the weight of you leaning on him, trusting him enough to rest, safely tucked in his arms. It feels nice, to have someone trust him like this. Marc hasn’t had that in a long time.

He coughs a bit and you pull away, leaving a cold, exposed feeling where your touch was. Shakily standing, you observe the bodies scattered on the sand.

“We should keep moving,” you say softly. “Don’t want them to catch up.”

Marc can only nod as he fights to keep from reaching for you.

“Yeah. We’ll keep moving.”

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s son (Part 2)

Tony Stark x son!reader

warnings:

a/n: had to split it into 2 parts bc i hit the text limit dhshaggags

prompt: continued

part 1

~sokovia was ur first big mission~

“why is y/n here, stark?” -cap

“the first mistake was letting me become a father”

“good god, tony...”

you having the time of your life crushing robots

“WHEEEEEE”

also proving useful by saving avengers a handful of times

“thanks for the assist, stark clone” -clint

rip pietro

rhodey was actually the most worried about you if we’re being honest, he didn’t understand why they let you in this one???

“y/n? y/n, talk to me! are you alive?”

“yes, uncle rhodey! i’m perfect, stop worrying!”

“i love you, kid! be safe!”

✨a good family you’ve got✨

soon the avengers broke up bc your dad cant get along with steve and it was just really awkward

but you chose your dad’s side

“sorry, steve! he pays my allowance!”

peter was actually a little okay, you know!! spazzy at first, but he was cool

“dude, you’re y/n stark! you’re tony stark’s very own son! i’m talking to mr. stark’s only child!”

“yep, that’s me. i’m what earned tony the title of ‘DILF’”

teenage teamup? ofc

“am i doing alright?”

“looking a-okay, pete!”

tony was worried fighting steve would traumatize you so he made you wait at the hotel with happy and peter

“don’t do anything to embarrass me, y/n. i dont want to see you on the news for something stupid”

you and peter ended up hanging out in your room and watching tv and ordering room service

“how do you do that so smoothly? i’d just freak out and go get it myself”

“years of experience as a spoiled rich brat”

absolutely positively being up all night and trying to fight your exhaustion

“you two seem to be getting along well. couldn’t be me” -happy

“for someone named happy, you never seem to be happy”

“not around teenagers, no”

“i remember when you loved me, ‘uncle happy’”

peter texted you every day after that

whenever flash picked on peter for “never meeting tony stark” he’d show a picture of you and him taking selfies in the lab together yes you invite him over much to the dismay of everyone else around you

plus tony was out of town and you were finally trusted enough to be left alone unchecked so like, happy would just leave at the first sign of peter

“that’s not real!”

“jealous?”

you actually showed up for homecoming on a dare (but in disguise)

didn’t wanna attract all the attention, you just wanted a high school experience

but you got called into avengers tower to help move early on :/ bad timing too cuz peter had to fight his first villain and u missed it

“dude, how do you feel?”

“bruh sound effect number two”

“oh my god”

FRIDAY heard him and pulled up the sound and you were WEAK you couldn’t stop laughing

“please....i think i broke a few ribs. cant laugh until tomorrow”

tony offered peter the avengers gig and peter said no, you were very disappointed but u understood that not everyone wanted to be in the spotlight like that

but you and peter obviously still hung out

oh, tony proposed! they interviewed you on sight!

“y/n, how does it feel to know that you’re going to have a stepmom soon?”

“you guys are aware that pepper helped raise me, right? right?!”

moving on, life was smooth for a while, there was some wedding planning, talk of you being a best man (which rhodey fought you on)

“no, i’ve known your dad longer!”

“i’m his son!”

i n v a s i o n

oh boy that was rough

bruce was surprised that you had fucking grown so much in the past 3 years good lord

“y/n...your VOICE”

“puberty, i know. when’s it gonna happen to you?”

“it hurts more when it’s from a teenager”

“uh, did you forget my birthday?”

peter’s back! peter’s back!

finally, man

“spider-kid, i could use an assist!”

“on the way!”

“aliens, why did it have to be aliens?”

up up and away for tony and peter, leaving you on the ground with all the earthly chaos and fear

“you two are the absolute worst, you know that? DAD, PETER, GET BACK DOWN HERE”

“no can do, kid. i—” *cuts off*

“oh great, no service on the space donut, huh? find a damn wifi password and call me back you asshole”

pepper was probably having a heart attack bc the news stations were having a field day but you were one of the only active avengers left, meaning you had to help clean this up

“bruce, we gotta get going”

“what? where?”

“upstate”

patching up the avengers as best as you could to take care of the threat

but you guys always win, this should be a cake walk, right?

wrong.

this was bad, very bad

after a lengthy battle with thanos in wakanda, you had failed. thanos got the stones, he snapped. the world was in ruins. but you didn’t get to see that part

you dusted away

“tell dad i’m sorry and i love him”

tony finally came back to earth hoping to see you, but upon seeing pepper’s face, he knew you were gone

“he did everything he could, tony! he didn’t deserve it!”

she was extremely upset, she saw you like a son of her own

soon, her and tony restarted their life and had a daughter, dad always wondered what it’d be like to have a little girl. it was different, it really was

she was eager to meet you

morgan stole pictures of you to hang up in her room

“when i meet y/n, im gonna give him a big hug! then we’ll have a tea party!”

tony has a picture of you and peter in the kitchen, he misses the two of you, but found comfort in the fact that you may be with each other

an ounce of hope, he had to try something

save his only son, and his other son

when he got to 2012, he was disappointed that he hadn’t let you become an avenger yet because he couldn’t see you here

yada yada he fucked up now he’s in the 70s and he fixed the fuck up and now hes in 2023

and bruce snapped

and you were all brought back and the way you kicked ass was inspiring

tony had to see his son now. right now.

“y/n, dear god! you’re okay! oh, man. i love you so much, kid. i missed you”

“i love you too. and i can’t believe you went to space without me, meanie”

“get over it”

ah, back to old times

peter and you obviously had to team up for this one! come on, what a story to tell!

and then, a snap and the warriors began to fade. you turned around and saw him on his knees

“no...”

you rushed over to where peter already was and tried to hold back tears, to be strong for him

“hey, dad. i’m here. no more missed goodbyes, okay? i’m here.”

you sat beside him and held his hand while the rest of your family made their peace with him and he finally slipped away

“y/n...are you okay?” -peter

“not even a little”

peter was worried about you, but you were worried about peter

mutual worry

meeting morgan was...surprising

pepper forgot to tell you they had a daughter while you were gone

she was so sweet and for the first month you lived at the cabin, she slept in your room

you got NO space

“i love you y/n”

“love you too” *thinking about dad bc she just reminds you of him so much*

“i love you y/n”

“love you too, morgan”

over and over

peter and you had sleepovers a lot, usually at his house bc you were the only one besides ned allowed over bc of all the spider-stuff

ned fanboyed over you

also sleepovers at peter’s were a nice break from being at tony’s cabin where you were constantly reminded that he wasn’t there

“y/n, i’m going to europe for a field trip! it’s gonna be awesome!”

“dude, you’re gonna love it. are you bringing your suit?”

“no, this is my offical vacation. no spider-manning”

“good for you, man!”

peter sent you all the pictures he took on his phone

all of them

Peter-Man: And this one is me and Ned in our crappy hotel room. And here’s the river. And here’s MJ covered in birds, and here’s the airplane, Mr. Harrington fell asleep on me

you had to come to europe once you heard what was going on

happy and you picked up peter and he was a mess

“you gave away dad’s glasses?”

“i think we’re past the point that i am not smart”

“jesus, peter. you should have called me about them. i would have taken them off your hands if you weren’t ready for them”

having to make sure that you guys didn’t get hurt bc this was honestly your guy’s first solo pair-up

there wasnt much backup here

finally, you defeated the evil (who apparently held a very large grudge against you. sorry mister beck) and were able to go back home

“call me if you need anything, pete”

“i will. i promise.”

and the next thing you know...peter’s identity was exposed

“i left him alone for one day!”

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[spiffysixxsense]

Hello annoying best friend here to fulfill my duty by asking you to answer all of the cute asks

angel; do you have a nickname?

not really. my name is already short and I don't have a prominent quality to nickname me after. The only person who refers to me as anything other than my name is my boyfriend, but I don't think “babe/baby” really counts as a nickname lol

awe; how old are you?

24

baby; favorite color?

dark teal (blue-green? I've never found a good name for my favorite color)

bloop; spirit animal?

so because I didn't have a good answer for this, I decided to google a quiz to find out, lol. My answer was a deer. here's why;

When you have the deer as spirit animal, you are highly sensitive and have a strong intuition. By affinity with this animal, you have the power to deal with challenges with grace. You master the art of being both determined and gentle in your approach.

The deer totem wisdom imparts those with a special connection with this animal with the ability to be vigilant, move quickly, and trust their instincts to get out the trickiest situations

blossom; favorite book/movie/song?

i don't really have a favorite book, i don't read much outside of school (I wish i did)

movie: A Beautiful Mind

song: oh dear lord i cannot pick just one, but all-time favorite band of mine is Shinedown

blush; what was your stuffed animal as a child?

a little stuffed dog that looked like Kipper from the TV show, I still have him :)

breeze; most precious childhood memory?

lmao what came to mind was when i pledged to never drink, smoke, or say bad words. two out of fucking three ain't bad i guess. 

bright; mermaids or fairies?

(honestly neither but) fairies

bubbles; do you have a best friend?

given the asker, i would say yes :) also i am lame and my boyfriend is also my best friend 

buttercup; showers or baths?

S H O W E R S. hate baths!

butterfly; dream destination?

I've never had a huge desire to travel honestly. like sure i could say Italy or Greece look beautiful, but the actual act of traveling overseas really stresses me out lol. so i would have to say more like upper midwest, like Maine, in the fall time for all the pretty trees.

buttons; are you religious or spiritual?

i am neither

calm; favorite scent?

anything fruity - pineapple, mango, berries, apples. at least in terms of what candles i like lol.

candlelight; what did you dream about last night?

i do not remember anything from last night - the last dream i remember involved my boyfriend, dad and i being lost up north lol

charming; have you ever been in love?

currently 

cozy; eye/hair color?

hazel / brunette 

cuddly; what’s your favorite time period?

the 1970′s for the fashion

cupcake; favorite flower/plant?

love me a good succulent

cute; what did you get on your last birthday?

well this last birthday was amidst quarantine, so I got some candles and granola (my boyfriend knows me well lol)

cutie pie; most precious item you own?

i have no idea? what an odd question? probably some stuffed animal?

cutsie; what makes you happy?

picnics, alone time, my boyfriend, my cat choosing to cuddle with me.

daisies; describe a moment when you felt free.

I really cant think of a time I've ever felt truly free. maybe when i drove myself to school earlier this year & didn't have to wait for someone to pick me up? 

daydream; how do you want to be remembered?

as a light in others lives. happy, bubbly. things i currently am not

daylight; favorite album of all time?

gosh these dang music questions. well, Nickelback - All the Right Reasons was the first album i ever bought myself. then maybe Shinedown - The Sound of Madness (i cant pick one OKAY)

dear; zodiac sign?

Taurus 

delightful; concerts or museums?

concerts

dimples; have you ever written a letter?

yes? this question makes me feel old, lol. 

dobby; dream job?

criminologist. some way to be reducing the mass incarceration rate in the US. 

doll; how do you like to dress?

comfy, v necks and leggings. As i have gotten older i have slowly wanted to be more feminine i think, because i really want some sundresses for summer lol

dovey; any paranormal/magical experiences?

one! when i was 12ish, i swear i saw a reflection of a uniformed man (like old school soldier uniform - blue blazer with gold cufflinks) behind me in the glass of my snakes tank at the time. it was weird because the only reason i even looked that way was because my snake started shaking his tail against the glass, something that corn snakes do when they are scared, but also something that in his entire life had never done unprompted ever. 

dreams; do you want or have any tattoos?

want yes, have no

drizzle; do you believe in aliens?

100%. no way we are alone in this universe

euphoric; talk about someone you love.

he makes my days so much better :)

fairy; do you have a pet?

I have one little old kitty :)

fluffy; ocean or mountain?

to vacation, ocean. to live, mountain

forever; where do you feel time stop?

the secretary of state? lol

froglet; are you a good plant owner?

I've never owned a plant lol

garden; how many languages do you know?

one :(

gem; who are your favorite tumblrs?

@cy-ne-fin 

giggles; what is your aesthetic of choice?

sepia photography/old books that have yellowed into sepia. or fresh greenery on white marble. 

glittery; do you like anons? why/why not?

i don't really get any anymore, but as long as they are nice or just questions/venting, im down. don't be offended if i never answer though, for some reason i never get Tumblr notifications lol

glow; list the top 5 things you like about yourself

im compassionate

im empathetic (which is similar but im struggling to get to 5 lol)

im goal-oriented

im determined (once i have said goal. again, related lol) 

i guess i like my lips/lip shape

heart; silk or lace?

lace

honey; coffee or tea? how do you take it?

tea. iced, black or green really, with sugar. 

hugsy; do you enjoy people watching or bird watching more? why?

bird watching because it means i am probably alone and in nature as opposed to somewhere in a crowd of people. and i wont feel creepy for watching the birds lol

hunnybunch; what sounds help you sleep?

white noise, a fan running. if that's not enough, i enjoy asmr. if i am really struggling/having anxiety, i will look up sleep stories from the headspace app on youtube (life hack to not have to pay for the app lol)

jewel; what’s your favorite kind of weather?

to be outside, i enjoy just warm enough to be comfy in pants and a t-shirt (so like 65F-ish) and sunny.To be inside, i love when it is cooler (like 50F?) and raining. I love the look, sound, and smell of rain but it is usually just inconvenient to be in. 

jiggly; what do you usually like to do on weekends?

well now all days are the same for me, #quarantine, so the same thing i do every day, just about nothing, lol

joy; do you laugh loudly or giggle more?

i guess laugh loudly because i am a loud person in general. i have a deep voice

kinky; do you blush easily?

i don't think so, my embarrassment turns into sweat, not blush, lmao

kisses; what romantic cliché do you wish for most?

i guess being proposed to someday? but i don't have a certain dream way of it happening, just the fact that its happening is enough for me lol. id enjoy if someone (cough Elle or also maybe Michael lol) were secretly filming and/or taking photos of it? I am not sure how you'd manage that though

kitty; what’s your favorite time of the day?

late at night when everything is quiet

ladybug; what’s your favorite artist to listen to when you’re sad?

old school three days grace (one-x album in particular)

love; what is your favorite season and why?

i always gravitate to fall for the leaves and pumpkin patches. but honestly, i think my favorite season is spring. i love the newly budding trees and flowers, the feeling of renewal, the release from the horrible Michigan winter lol, but most importantly, spring time for my whole life as of yet has always meant that school is over for the semester! as opposed to the fall when the semester starts. this is very long winded but spring final answer lol

lovey; what is your favorite flavor of macaron and ice cream?

I've never had a macaron and blue moon ice cream 

magic; what are five flaws you have?

ooooo boy

im short tempered/angry too much 

im unmotivated (which is confusing maybe because i said i am determined earlier. you see, once i HAVE a goal i feel determined to finish it. but i am unmotivated to create said goals, lol) 

im nonconfrontational to a fault where i always put others’ feelings before my own

i let fear of change stop me from ever taking risks/ am anxious

i am stubborn and sometimes have a hard time admitting i am wrong

moonlight; do you prefer soft pastels, warm neutrals, or cool darks?

this depends - screw pastels. warm neutrals for makeup purposes, but cool darks for aesthetic or decor purposes

munchkin; what do you look for in your significant other?

someone who feels like home. I am not entirely sure how else to explain that. you just feel peace and content with them. 

paddywack; how would you describe a perfect date?

something that allows you to only be with your date - so like a picnic or hike or just a walk even. my boyfriend and i liked to walk around in the fall for me to take pictures of leaves while he played pokemon go (man i miss the pokemon go summer and i have never even PLAYED it, it was just so fun to be with him while he played)

pebbles; how do you spend free time by yourself?

on youtube usually

precious; what is something valuable that you learned in your life?

The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. if your family is toxic for whatever reason, you do not owe them your time strictly because they are family. 

pretty; do you like to cook or bake more?

cook, im not super into sweets & i want to enjoy the final product

prince; how would you describe your handwriting?

normal? like its legible but its not pretty or cute

princess; do you play any instruments? if not, are there any you wish you could play?

no:( wish i could play bass or drums

prinky; how do you relieve stress?

i don't :)

i really don't have an answer other than solving whatever is stressing me out, lol. i wish i had more mechanisms to calm me down but nothing i have tried has ever really worked

pumpkin; what is your favourite kind of fruit/vegetable?

you know these favorites questions are hard for me lol. right now, i am loving watermelon, but i also love most fruits. kiwis! vegetable, i feel like i have to say potato lol

rainbow; what was the last line of the last book you read?

lol the last thing i read had to be some academic text, so that's boring

roses; what is the most significant event in your life so far?

meeting Alex i guess, it changes my whole life path to have someone you want to do life with 

smile; what is one thing that has greatly affected you?

quarantine? lol

shine; art or music?

music is art.

shimmer; do animals tend to like you?

i think so. Elle’s dog griffin loves me for some reason lol

smitten; do you collect anything?

not really

smoochies; how many pillows do you sleep with?

4

snuggle; what is your favourite candy?

jolly ranchers 

snuggly; do you have a camera? if so, what kind?

nope

sparkle; do you wear jewelry?

nope

spooky; sunrise or sunset?

sunset

sprinkles; do you like to listen to music with headphones or no headphones?

headphones

starlight; what was your favourite show as a child?

Spongebob probably. unless we are talking like really tiny, toddler age, then Winnie the pooh

soft; describe your favourite spot in your house.

i live in a 2 bedroom apartment, there arent any spots. lol. my bed i guess

soothe; digital or vinyl?

i mean digital for convenience but vinyl for aesthetic 

squeezed; who do you miss right now?

i mean the only person i really actively miss ever is Alex. @cy-ne-fin sometimes, but i have also grown used to living away from each other

sugary; what traits do you value most in friends?

loyalty, honesty, & humor

sunshine; do you prefer for things to be practical or aesthetically pleasing?

if i must pick, practical. 

sweet; do you find it easy to open up?

absolutely not. i feel like a burden with my feelings even though i shouldn't 

sweetie; do you like kids? if so, do you ever want to have any?

honestly not really. am on the fence still about ever having any 

thimble; is there somebody you look up to? who are they?

not really

toot; what is something you find unique about yourself?

i am as average as they come man, nothing is unique about me lol

tootsie; what kind of friend are you?

like a background friend? like i am not very social, so we do not have to talk every day to be friends. so like im here if you need me, but i enjoy alone time. 

treasure; what was something that made you smile today?

the way my boyfriend looks at me, & as i was working on this my cat came to cuddle, which i gave as an answer earlier before he jumped up here :)

velvet; are you an early bird or a night owl?

night owlllllll

whiffle; if you could have a magical power, what would it be?

the power to heal those who are hurting (including myself)

whimsical; do you prefer doing stuff at home or going out?

home home home home

whiskers; do you usually wear makeup?

not anymore, i did in high school/early college years. not I've stopped caring

wiggly; are you a messy or tidy person?

messy? kinda in the middle really. 

wispy; do you like the place where you grew up? do you think you will live there when you get older?

my state, sure. my city in particular is definitely pretty boring

wobbly; have you ever wished upon a star?

I've never seen one :(

[deities-fanfiction]

Bakusquad movie night with jenny

wooooah jennys making EVEN MORE CONTENT-shut up!

It was an average Sunday afternoon. Jenny was listening to the first Percy Jackson audio book for the fifth time when there was a knock at the girls door. She paused and took off her headphones , saying a usual “one sec!” before she opened the door.

 At the door was Sero. Or as jenny wrote in her diary , piano teeth. “we’re setting up a movie night for the bakusquad. Wanna join in?” he asked. Jenny smiled at the thought. It had been a while since she hung with the bakusquad and she missed those goofballs. “I’m down.” jenny told Sero.

 Mr.soy sauce took jenny by the hand and led her to the couch where kaminari and Mina were sitting. Mina threw her arms around jenny. “yaaas the other queen has arrived!” she cheered. Jenny laughed and patted Mina’s back.

 Kaminari high fived Sero. “I’m surprised she came too.” the blonde stated. Jenny looked over at pikachu. “well I guess listening to Percy mess up for the fifth time isn't better than annoying Katsuki.” she smirked.

 “oi the hell are idiots talking about?” speak of the devil. Bakougo walked over to the group with Kiri right behind him.

 Jenny looked back at him and smiled “me annoying you~” she said honestly. A flick to the ear later and Bakougo was next to jenny on the couch. “yeah yeah , feisty.” he mumbled. Kiri was on the other side of jenny while mina was by bakougo. Kaminari was on a pile of pillows on the floor while sero was still standing up.

 He pulled out two DVD’s. “okay first decision. What are we watching?” he asked. The two films were spirited away and infinity war. “all for spirited away raise your hand.” sero said.

 Jenny , bakougo , mina and kiri wanted spirited away.

 “well damn that’s a majority vote. Sorry denki we lost this one.” sero said before he turned to pop the dvd in.

 Kaminari sighed “ah man! Alright mina you and me are on snacks.” he said before he got up. Alien queen stood up too and giggled. “sucks for you goldie locks!”.

 “kiri and jen are on blankie duty.” sero said as he put the infinity war dvd on the coffee table. “wait hey arent those my dvd’s what the hell dude?” she snatched the case. Sero snickered. “maybe.”. kiri  was already up and hauling a pissy jenny away from beating up Sero for snooping in her room.  

 Eventually jenny just followed the red head to his room. “I keep a bunch of blankets and stuff in my bottom drawer!” Kirishima said as he knelt down to open the drawer. He handed two to jenny and held the other three himself. “omg eij are these themed to the squad?” jenny asked. Kiri blushed a bit as they walked back “maybe.” he admitted.

 As they were doing this sero and bakougo were helping set up the snacks with mina and denki. To announce their presence jenny dumped her and bakougo’s blankets onto bakougo’s head. “ah- fiesty why?” he grumbled as he took them off his head. Jenny jumped over the back of the couch to sit back down. “cause I can.” she replied before wrapping her own blanket around her.

 Okay since you obviously want to know ; jenny’s blanket is baby pink with little purple jellyfish all over it. Bakougo’s is black woth die printed in orange printed all over it. Denki’s is a pikachu blanket and sero has a spiderman one. Mina had a black and pink tiger print blanket with kiri having a red blanket with a shark on it.

 Alright that’s out of my system.

 So sero pressed play on the movie. The ads went by as everyone got comfortable. Mina leaned on the side of the couch with kaminari on the floor in front of her. Like I said , sero was on the chair while jenny was between kiri and katsuki.

 As the movie began to play jenny felt the familiar calm wash over her as it did every time she watched spirited away. The soothing music and beautiful animation was perfect to her. The effort put into this film , like many others , made jenny smile to herself.

 Lets be honest the snacks were all eaten by mina , kiri and denki. C a n o n. and lets be honest sero has fallen asleep by the first 30 minutes. His famous last words are “no no im still listening.”. fucking jr grandpa iida here-

 And yes I call him grandpa Iida.

 Suddenly Bakougo spoke up. “I bet lin’s your fav , feisty.” he nudged Jennys leg with his. She snickered and hit his chest with her hand. “most definitely. She doesn’t take shit lying down.” the girl shrugged. Katsuki snickered.  “so she’s just as difficult as you?” he added.

 Jenny kicked his leg with hers. “hey you ass you were planning that the whole time werent you!” she crossed her arms.

 “oh both of you shush!” Mina told the pair. Kaminari looked up from his place on the floor “you act like siblings way too much for it to be normal! Jen you sure you haven’t known kaa-chan for longer than a few months?” he jabbed.

 Jenny tensed a bit but shook it off as the movie continued. As scene by scene went by the music along with the comments from her friends the girl between kiri and kastuki fell asleep , falling back onto the red heads shoulder.

 As kiri pulled the blanket over his friend , Chihiro and her own friends rode the train to swamp bottom. He put a hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter as Jenny drooled a bit in her sleep.

 The familiar voice of Yaoyorozu interrupted the moment. She had come out to check on the group before going to sleep. Her hair was down instead of in its usual pony tail. She pointed at jenny who was out cold “if you want I can get her to her room.” momo offered. Kiri smiled at the class vice president “don’t worry I’ll take her.” he politely declined.

 Momo nodded “don’t stay up too late.” she told the group. Mina called her no fun while Bakougo yawned and told mina to shut her mouth. Momo just nodded and went to her room.

 Once the movie was over mina and bakougo retreated to their rooms first. Sero had woken up and was taking out the disk. Kiri looked over at him and said “remember to get those back to jens room. She’ll kick your ass if you don’t give them back.”.

 Sero agreed. “yeah I will im not an asshole…most of the time.” he shrugged before putting on that signature smile and placing the disk back in its case. He took both the case he had taken and put them on the coffee table. Then he took the snack containers to the kitchen.

 While flex tape was doing that kiri picked up jen , still wrapped in her blanket. Still drooling…of course. “I might just let you keep this blanket…that is if you drool on it more.” bestie shark chuckled as he carried jenny to her room and if you think that anyone in 1A cant carry someone like its nothing your dumb these guys are absolutely shredded are you kidding working out if a hobby for half of them. Ok lil weird tangent over-

 Kiri held onto jenny with one arm , propping her up with his leg as he used his now semi free hand to open her dorm door. Once inside he shifted to hold her higher up before he bent over her bed and placed her gently onto it. Kiri moved back to go back out. When he got back to the couch he found that sero had left the cases on the table. He sighed and swiped them before heading back to jennys room.

 The dvd cases now set in their place in jennys massive movie shelf. “man how long as she been collecting. Got diverse taste at least…” eijiro marveled at the different movies his friend had gotten in the past what…[shit I need to check-] like almost 13 years so since she [I] was like 2…my parents like movies okay-

 Barbie , veggietales , marvel , DC , anime sets liek sailor moon and inuyasha , a silent voice and okkos inn. She also had the platnum disney and anniversarary disney dvd’s. along with one offs like rio , storks , kubo and the two strings.

 Ok bird theme.

 Speaking of birds.

 A loud chirp came from the bird cage in the upper corner of jenny’s room right by the door to her balcony. Right…buttercup. A small yellow bird jenny adored. Buttercups a brat but a cute one. Kiri glanced at jenny , worried she’d wake up. “shh! Your gonna wake your like…mom up? She calls you your mom right?” did he really just ask a bird this question. But never the less buttercup shushed herself.

 Kirishima sighed in relief as his shoulders lowered. He looked over at jenny again. She had moved positions to hold her oh so beloved minecraft squid plushie in her arms. And yes I have him irl. His name is Bartholomew and he likes sporks. Squids , octopi , birds and lizards were her favorite animals. Basically dinosours...

 And yes she was still drooling. Kiri took a tissue from jenny’s desk and wiped the drool from her mouth before he shut her mouth.

 Then he left the room. Turning off the light and shutting the door as he did. “night.”

[borealtwilight]

reprieve

Summary: Sometimes, a place to rest can be found in the most unexpected of locations.

Meanwhile, Thel not-so-subtly wonders when Rtas will actually adopt every stray he takes under his wing.

Warning/s: swearing. that’s....that’s it, honestly Word count: 1,519 A/N: for the beautiful @pantheris ;) <3

The Longsword’s engines screamed, whined, and died out.

The strike interceptor plummeted, distance nigh unfathomable, to the ground below.

The impact reverberated the land for miles around, a thick cloud of dust and smoke billowing upwards and outwards, a clear signal that whomever had piloted the bird was in dire straits.

And said pilot, a Spartan-III clad in aqua blue MJOLNIR, was out cold, slumped over the controls, armour plating cracked and dented.

“What was that?”

Rtas tilted his head, gaze swinging towards his longtime friend, the Arbiter, Thel ’Vadam. Mandibles clacking in a shrug, he swiftly rose from his seat, one hand straying to the hilt of his energy sword on instinct.

“Hold fast, Arbiter. I shall see what it is that has caused this disruption.” he rumbled, and without waiting to see Thel’s acknowledging nod, turned and bounded swiftly away on springy digitigrade legs.

The Shipmaster felt new purpose pumping through his veins as he ran, fuelling him, and he made it to his Phantom faster than he’d ever done for the past five or six years. It was very unusual for something to crash onto the surface of Sanghelios; after all, last he recalled, there had been no ships fighting in orbit above. It was possible that a wounded ship had jumped out of Slipspace, been pulled towards Sanghelios by its gravity well, and crashed as a result, but that did not seem very likely, either.

He did not know. He would have to wait until he reached the site of whatever it was that had impacted, to find out.

Rtas jumped out of the Phantom’s bay door, accompanied by three of the finest warriors belonging to the Swords of Sanghelios, Tul ’Juran among them.

The young Scion was the first to speak as all four Sangheili took in the sight of what had once been an inky black space fighter of some kind, now spread across half the landscape. A noise that might have been disgust, or apprehension, escaped the back of her throat, and she remarked, “Shipmaster, this is one of the human ship-to-ship fighters, correct?”

“My belief is that this is the one they call a Longsword,” he answered her, studying the wreckage with the Sangheili equivalent of a frown on his features. “They are formidable in packs, and I would wonder how this one was brought down over Sanghelios.”

“A human fighter ship,” one of the other Sangheili murmured in surprise, “Let us hope they are not a hostile human.”

Rtas clacked his mandibles twice, peering at the wreckage a moment longer, before issuing out orders. “Stay out here, and be on your guard. We do not know if this fighter’s pursuers have followed it down. Tul, follow me but keep at a distance. I would rather this human not take me by surprise.”

His warriors did as obeyed, and Tul followed him into a gaping hole that had once been part of the fighter’s hull, since no other entrance was discernible to him. The Shipmaster had to blink the smoke out of his eyes as he ventured deeper into the Longsword. About ten minutes later, and he was dragging an armoured human soldier out of the fighter.

“A Demon? Here, on Sanghelios?” The third Sangheili finally spoke up, jaws hanging slack, as he took stock of the limp figure that Rtas laid upon the ground. “Shipmaster, this is—”

“Unprecedented, yes, but this one is hurt. It would be dishonourable to leave them out here to die. As much as it may be unpalatable to see their blood spilled upon the ground when they have not been fighting.” The half-jaw’s green eyes flashed a warning, as he met the gaze of his fellow warrior. “You understand this, yes? We are not at war with these humans any longer; have not been for some years. There is no reason to think that this one will want to kill us unless they attack us on sight. And if we do not act hostile, then there will be no valid reason for them to attack us.”

The Sangheili hung his head, thoughtful, before raising it once more. “I understand. I will send word ahead, to prepare a medical suite.” He marched back towards the Phantom, and, indeed, he was no longer anxious about the situation.   

Silently, the Shipmaster wondered what had happened to this Spartan, a soldier considered to be on par with any one of the warriors beside him. He hoped that they had not brought trouble to these shores.

“How did this human end up here?” Thel could not keep his eyes off the Spartan, where she lay resting in one of the medical suites of Vadam Keep. His gaze finally swung towards Rtas, head canted to one side. “And a Spartan, of all the human warriors....”

Rtas carefully and quietly explained what she had told him, when she had woken up to find her armour stacked in a corner, and the medical suite in the process of repairing the injuries done to her body. He told the Arbiter that the Spartan had been fleeing from those who had formerly held command of her; that she was tired of suffering their abuse, as she’d termed it, and that she had not expected to survive the jump into Slipspace, as she’d attached a drive to a ship that was not built for such things.

“Human in-fighting.” Thel murmured, flexing his mandibles, a snorting sigh escaping his nostrils. “I would presume that she is under your care now, Shipmaster? Another lost soul to stay with you?”

Rtas drew his head back, stunned, before he saw the gleam of amusement in the Arbiter’s eyes. It was somewhat of a joke, a jab at the fact that the half-jaw had the tendency to “pick up strays”, as the humans might have termed it, as he travelled throughout the galaxy, keeping peace. “I— Yes, Arbiter. So long as it does not displease you to have a human staying at Vadam Keep.”   

For a moment, the other Sangheili was silent. And then, “It matters not to me. But be careful to not allow word to get out. There are others who are less... hospitable... towards humans, even among my keep. I would not have a civil war over the sake of one human, lost or no.”

The Shipmaster dipped his head in a nod, placing a fist on his silvery-white chestplate. “You have my word, Arbiter.”

“Nnngh...” 

Artemis opened her eyes, sitting up slowly. Where the hell was she? The last thing she remembered was entering her Longsword, and fleeing from COLD MOON into Slipspace.... The drive had failed, because it wasn’t supposed to have been attached to a strike interceptor, shields or not... She’d crash-landed on...

“Sangheili!” she gasped in surprise, as she caught sight of the very hinge-head that had pulled her out of the wrecked Longsword and taken her here. She dimly recalled speaking to him earlier, telling him what had happened. He’d said his name was... was... “Rtas ’Va.... oh shit.... Rtats.... Rtas ’Vad- ’Vadum?”

The noise that rumbled out of the alien’s mouth sounded like laughter, but it was so strange, and so jarring. “Nevermind that, human. If you struggle to pronounce my name, just call me Shipmaster.”

“....Right.” The Spartan rubbed her forehead, exhaling wearily. “So I am really on Sanghelios.”

“Yes,” the Sangheili answered, “And the Arbiter Thel ’Vadam has granted you stay here at Vadam Keep. He is also Kaidon; what he says, goes. I trust that you will keep yourself confined to the Keep, and its grounds, and only those areas. None of us wish dissent to be sown among our people by your mere presence. I am sure that you would understand.”

That made sense. It was much the same on the few worlds where the former Covenant aliens were allowed to live. They were only allowed to stay in designated areas, lest any of the humans panic and stir up trouble. And she knew full well how to remain seen and yet unseen, hidden in plain sight.

“Of course, Shipmaster. You have my word.” Artemis was quiet for a few beats, as she struggled to ask something that would doubtless nag at her if she did not do so otherwise. “I... I would perhaps like to know if you have somewhere for me to sleep, and something for me to eat? I’m... running on fumes. Human terminology, but you might get what it means.”

“Food and sleep is sustenance to a human, yes?” The Sangheili rose from where he had been seated, nodding his head. “Please, come with me. Have no fear while you are staying with us. You do not have to worry about asking questions; I am more than happy to oblige you. Anything you may require will be at your disposal.”

Well. That was more than she was expecting. It was a sign of goodwill, of the aliens doing their best to keep the peace, and yet somehow, the thoughtfulness going into it.... It warmed her heart.

“My thanks, Shipmaster.”

“And my pleasure, Spartan.”

[nightcoremoon]

I think part of the reason why I hate horror movies is because of the overreliance on jumpscares and shock value and BWAH SUDDEN LOUD NOISES rather than on atmosphere, believability, tension, fear.

here's a list of horror movies from google and the reasons why I hate them, or why I love them, or that they're not actually horror movies.

A quiet place: haven't seen it yet but it's a thriller more so than a horror. thrillers can be scary though but then again so can comedies. and romances. 50 shades is definitely scary: it is psychological abuse after all.

Halloween: slasher film, automatically boring and shit. I'm including the entirety of the franchise here, by the way, and I'm also gonna be including Friday the 13th, nightmare on elm street, etc. They're all the same brand of sensationalist garbage. maybe the very first in each series could be redeemable but the mass volume of shitty and terrible CGI gorefests have ruined them forever. "oh no the scary unkillable monster is coming after us and he's gonna kill us in overly violent ways" 💩

Hereditary: I don't even give a shit it looks trite EDIT maybe it's okay but I don't give enough of a shit to bother to ~give it a chance~ because hey. that's what fucking horror games are for.

Insidious: boring, not scary, 0/10

Get Out: haven't watched yet but will because it's a cinematic masterpiece that defies genre conventions

Bird Box: IM SO FUCKING SICK OF HEARING ABOUT FUCKING BIRD BOX SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT BIRD BOX HOLY SHIT. It's just the goddamn happening by shyamagofuckyourself and it's an excuse to profit off of sensationalist suicide. oohh so spooky. eat my ass, boggart

It: too much bad cgi makes it a comedy. plus a bunch of kids say fuck a lot. good movie that's technically horror I guess but is it scary? nah.

Suspiria: I've never heard of this movie

Annihilation: same

Split: M NIGHT SHYAMALAN IS A SHITTY FILMMAKER and also it's ableist as fuck so

Mandy: google you suck none of these movies have any mainstream appeal

The Conjuring: 💩💩💩

Hush: ??? you know what fuck it I'm skipping the ones that don't matter

The Vvitch: 🙄 my mom's a witch, my best friend's a witch, I'm a witch. hey yeah maybe let's not buy into christian colonialism please? scary witches are boring as shit. gimme something actually scary. like Catholics.

The Nun: wait shit not like that! and by that I mean BORING AS HELL aside from the jumpscares. which are shit

The Babadook: clearly an LGBT movie, not horror

Cabin in the Woods: a parody and an excellent one at that. at least the gore is in homage, or hilariously over the top

Sinister: the fucking epitome of shitty jumpscares and shock value and lack of atmosphere and bad acting and bad plot and jesus fucking christ this is one of the worst and most boring movies I've ever had the misfortune to see DONT WASTE YOUR GODDAMN TIME

Saw: it's actually a thriller with Cary Elwes, Danny Glover, Michael Emerson, and Tobin Bell. it's a campy cheesy low budget true to form horror film with adequate writing, good acting, AMAZING MUSIC BY CHARLIE CLOSER, and isn't over the top with gore considering it's all practical effects. top fucking notch but spawned a dozen terrible sequels.

Shaun of the Dead: it's a touching and heartfelt romantic comedy... with zombies, EXCELLENT CINEMATOGRAPHY, excellent acting, and sad parts that will rip your fucking heart out, stomp on it, and grind it to dust. literally one of the best movies ever made of all time, eat shit tarantino.

The Ring: eh, the original Japanese was better (Japanese horror is its own genre and not a part of this criticism, I actually really like original Japanese horror unfucked up by american audiences as long as it doesn't just gratuitously glorify suicide as Japan does), but this was still a really good mystery thriller with some really cool effects, and is the only movie that has ever actually scared me for real. even now I hate that there's a tv with a vcr right at the foot of my bed.

The Sixth Sense: shyamalan made a couple of good movies. this was one of them. but it wasn't a horror movie and if you didn't know the twist IT WAS A FUCKING AMAZING ONE. like, goddamn empire strikes back levels of supreme and god tier plot twists. it went a little overboard on shock value but compared to the rest of the COMPLETE BULLSHIT on this list (AND IN HIS OWN MOVIES) it really could've gone way further.

The Descent: goddamn claustrophobia. too much horribly cgi'd gore and terrible decisions to be truly enjoyable though. would've been a much better movie without the mutants and the middle finger to physics throat stabbing and the JUST FUCKING KICK IT YOU GODDAMN IDIOT and oh yeah the subtle misogyny. the first half was good tho

28 days later: shitty remake of a merely ok movie EDIT I was thinking of 28 weeks later, 28 days was actually okay I guess

Scream: did not age well but it's okay for being meta, despite the fucking torture porn of drew barrymore at the beginning. allowed for scary movie 1 though, so I'm glad it exists.

Paranormal Activity: PARANORMAL FUCKING ACTIVITY CAN EAT MY ASS, ITS SUCH A SUBLIME FAILURE OF EXECUTION. I WANTED IT TO BE GOOD BUT IT WASNT. oh well at least it inspired five nights at Freddy's. I'll go ahead and throw all shitty found footage movies under this one, including unfriended.

Blair Witch Project: a fucking pioneer of its time. a genre definer. truly scary. good movie. I'll go ahead and throw all good found footage movies under this one, including cloverfield.

The Shining: a thriller, not horror. but goddamn is it the scariest not horror movie ever made. Stephen king you magnificent bastard

Alien: goddamn fucking alien. science fiction masterpiece. director's a little creepy but eh, sigourney weaver kicks ass, and alien isolation is such a good game (despite its many flaws), and it's just so iconic in terms of sheer scope of concept. it's the same horror movie as anywhere else but in space, and I still can't fucking believe this was made in the 70s. this and Star Wars were FUCKING AMAZING, and the xenomorph? THATS ALL PRACTICAL EFFECTS BABEY. NO OVERRELIANCE ON CGI GUTS AND SHOCK VALUE HERE, ITS JUST PURE HORROR AT ITS FINEST. good movie. aliens was better. everything else... eeehhh...

The Thing: same as the descent but with men instead of women, and EVEN WORSE DECISION MAKING. IT IS UNBELIEVABLE JUST HOW GODDAMN STUPID EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM COULD POSSIBLY BE. and in the remake yeah the practical effects were mind blowingly fantastic and inspired dead space which I believe is one of the best horror games if not just best games or horror pieces of media if not just best pieces of media constructed. but the prequel? 🙄 no thanks

The exorcist: masterpiece of practical effects without an overreliance on jumpscares and gore

Jaws: it's Stephen fucking Spielberg in the 70s and one of the most influential horror films and just films in general

Hellraiser: okay I'll give all works by clive barker a pass here because goddamn is he a demented fucking genius if ever I saw one. if only Jericho was actually a good game, it could've been the next doom 3

Poltergeist: an actually good horror movie that depends on atmosphere and effects more so than jumpscares and gore? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP

Evil Dead: campy but misogynist. the sequel was a comedy so it's okay. the next sequel is also a comedy AND ARMY OF DARKNESS IS ONE OF THE BEST MOVIES EVER FUCKING MADE. FIGHT ME. and fuck the remake. sam raimi should've retired after spiderman 3. maybe even before that.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: honestly not bad. it was actually freaky and believable. rednecks really are fucking scary with all their inbreeding and terrible music and hatred of black people. I refuse to acknowledge the original and the sequels.

Psycho: eh, hitchcock's worst is still better than most of the shit on this list.

The Wicker Man: OH GOD NOT THE BEES! AHHGUBLAHH MY EYES! AAAAAHHHHH!!! fucking excellent comedy. but it doesn't have any naked ladies in it like the original did. oh well, can't please everyone.

Night of the Living Dead: THOSE ZOMBIES ARE BULLSHIT. ZOMBIES CANT USE WEAPONS AND THEY SURE AS FUCK CANT TURN YOU INTO A ZOMBIE BY STABBING YOU WITH A TROWEL. THEY HAVE TO BITE YOU. FUCK YOU GEORGE ROMERO. Also, dawn of the dead was just sensationalist garbage. "They tore apart a real pig carcass tho so it looked like real intestines" what? the fuck??? who gives a shit????? I watch movies to escape from reality, dumbass. I don't beat off to chopped up human carcasses. If I want a zombie movie I want the walking dead sans the soap opera bullshit and the racism and then "no one is safe and everyone will die" boring mentality propagated by twd and got and other things I used to like but no longer care about (because why should I give a shit about it if everyone could die? I can already be sad enough about all the real people I know who die. enjoying the pain of the deaths of those important to us is a privilege the cishets have). the walking dead seasons 1&2 was pure horror and the very best kind. don't give me boring contrivances. "but sheena, night of the living dead was a trope definer! everything in it was original!" yeah, you know what else is original? *farting noise* George Romero is just rob zombie without a rock band. his best work was fucking call of duty. that's pathetic. "maybe you just don't like gore" HEY YEAH SURE I DONT WANNA SEE UBER REALISTIC INTESTINES AND ORGANS IF THEY ARENT PART OF A MEDICAL DEAL SO IM JUST A BIG DUMB HATER. I'm the one in the wrong. fuck me, right?

Don't Breathe: A FUCKING TURKEY BASTER FILLED WITH SEMEN. THATS SO STUPID I FORGOT IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SCARY. BEST CRINGE COMEDY OF THE YEAR :D

Tremors: legitimately great movie with a hundred shitty sequels. like saw but your faves win so you walk away filled with determination rather than sad and disappointed. enjoyment of tragedies are a privilege awarded to those who are neurotypical.

Zombieland: gore done right. the only casualty is mindless zomzoms and bill murray. good. granted it counts as a romance and a comedy but honestly last time I watched it I cried at the part where you find out buck isn't tallahassee's dog. god I love that movie. AND FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS IS THE MOST BADASS MOVIE OPENER EVER.

The Fly: Jeff fucking goldblum. amazing effects for good reasons. need I say more? the original doesn't exist because 1950s horror movies are all bad because all 1950s movies are bad. the 1950s should just be purged from america's records except for pleasantville.

All other Stephen king movies: hit or miss but mostly still good. although very few are actual horror.

10 cloverfield lane: more of a thriller like above's misery but still an amazing movie.

Peeping Tom: literally a movie about how creepy it is to fetishize the deaths of women WHILE LITERALLY FETISHIZING THE DEATHS OF WOMEN. like, come on man. how do you miss your own point so completely?

Invasion of the body snatchers: it's not horror and if it's made to be horror using gore it's shit. the whole thing is just an allegory to the joe mccarthy communism witch hunts anyway.

Cube trilogy: the ultimate b movies. so bad they're good. and it's such an interesting concept too!

Killer Klowns from Outer Space: fucking alien clowns come to earth to turn us into cotton candy by killing us using carnival fare. THIS IS THE GREATEST BAD MOVIE EVER MADE.

All horror movies based on horror video games: either irredeemably bad, or action movies

All creepy Netflix horror movies: wow any idiot with a camera and basic cgi skills can throw shit together to make a movie these days, huh

The Slender Man: I am literally too pissed off about this movie to insult it.

Marble Hornets, Tribe Twelve, the Slender Man movie on YouTube: triumphs of meta, editing, found footage, proof of concept, and story. Slenderman is such a malleable entity for a perfect horror experience, HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY FUCK THAT UP? YOUD HAVE TO BE INTENTIONALLY SABOTAGING YOUR WHOLE MOVIE TO FUCK IT UP AS BAD AS SOMEone who exclusively directs remakes... oh... oh no.

Wrong Turn: one mediocre movie and a dozen loathesome snoozefests coasting by on shock value

Troll 2:

oh god

they're eating her

and then

they're gonna eat me

...

oh my gooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

(Troll 2 is literally the worst movie ever made and I have to respect it for that at least)

but yeah, horror is just bad for movies. but for video games, though...

[angelixii]

1-140 (anything you haven't answered already) - Felix

Oh, hello! Thanks for the ask!! 💕

3 fears - Spiders (I get frightened when I think about them) heights (slightly) and the public (anything like murder, kidnapped, ya know stupid people)

 3 Things I love - Music, Idols, and animals

 2 Turns on - ig Hats (like snapbacks) and glasses

 2 Turns off - oof I don’t really know.. ig self absorbed or a fudge boy

 My best friend - C: @straykids-sk (wuv you)

 How tall am I - 5′2

 What do I miss right now - My cat that passed away :c (her name was P.J)

 Favourite color - Blue, red, and sometimes green

 Do I have a crush - no not really

 Favourite place - my home

 What am I listening to right now - theres a website called asoftmurmur.com and it has noises like rain or waves and stuff like that

 Shoe size - pretty sure 10 in US womens

 Eye color - brown

 Hair color - light-ish brown

 Meaning behind my URL - I chose Felix cause hes my bias wrecker and hes angelic C:

 Favourite song - Theres like a million but 5SOS’s She Looks So Perfect wil always be a favorite (idk why)

 Favourite band - Ill just chose Stray Kids cause I don’t wanna write them all out

 How I feel right now - kinda tired but ig ok

 Someone I love - Ill say my best fren Georgia (@straykids-sk) cause i wuv her

 My current relationship status - single and i kinda wanna stay that way for a while

  My relationship with my parents - We all live in the same house and its just us (I have one other sister but she moved out. But shes here a lot tho) and we all get along well

 Favorite season - probably Spring c:

 Tattoos and piercing I have - none and I don’t really want any

 Tattoos and piercing I want - ^^^

The reasons I joined Tumblr - Georgia wanted me to and I thought it would be fun (I was right c:)

 Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? - no :/

 Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? - oh heel no she my best fren I would never

 How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? - when I have school like 20 minutes at max

 Have you shaved your legs in the past three days? - I did today

 Where am I right now? - at my house on my laptop c:

 Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? - reasonable level cause I’ve always had ear problems and they are sensitive (even tho I always have my earbuds in)

 Do I live with my Mom and Dad? - yup

 Am I excited for anything? - not that I can think of no

 Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? - nope :/

 How often do I wear a fake smile? - not THAT often

 If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? - oooof I don’t think I could answer that question

 What do I think about most? - probably k-pop

 Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? - Definitely behind

 What was the last lie I told? - It was kinda a joke but “i’ll do it because im the good child”

 Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? - Eh depends on who it is but facetiming/video chatting

 Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? - ghosts kinda and aliens, I mean sure we’ve barely discovered space, who knows whats out there

 Do I believe in magic? - sometimes yeah

 Do I believe in luck? - I mean yeah

 What’s the weather like right now?- theres nothing really going on

 What was the last book I’ve read? - uhhhhhh fully on my own (not in class)? The Maze Runner Scorch Trials

 Do I have any nicknames? - Kassadoodle, Kassidilla, Kassy

 Do I spend money or save it? - I’m trying to save as much as I can rn in my little money jar c:

 Can I touch my nose with a tounge? - nah

 Favourite animal? - Lions and Fennec Foxes

 What was I doing last night at 12 AM? - uhhh im pretty sure saying goodbye to Georgia on video chat

 What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? - oo um I cant really think of one rn :/

 What is my favorite word? - yeet

 My top 5 blogs on tumblr (not in any order)

@honeylixs

@zoxsu

@tinyfigureskater

@stray-kids-dork

@straykidsmate

 If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? - I probably wouldn’t say anything cause im shy and afraid people would judge me on what I say c:

 Do I have any relatives in jail? -not that I know of

What is my current desktop picture? - a pic of Bts

Had sex? Bought condoms? Gotten pregnant? Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? Had job? Smoked weed? Smoked cigarettes? Drank alcohol?

no to ALL those questions C:

Am I a vegetarian/vegan? - nope don’t think I could ever

Been overweight? - …

Been underweight? - no.

Gotten my heart broken? - nah

Been to prom? - nope

Been in airplane? - nope and I never want to really

Learned another language? - I take required (cause im one of the more intelligent kids in school. I know shocker right?) Spanish classes in school but im on summer break so I dont remember any c:

Wore make up?- nope

Dyed my hair? - nope

Had a surgery? - plenty of ear surgery and had my tonsils removed

Met someone famous? - nope

Stalked someone on a social network? - nope

Been fishing? - no but my dad has always wanted to take me and it sounds kinda fun

Been rejected by a crush? - nope never really had one and if I did I would never have the guts

What do I want for birthday? - ooo idk but i have to wait till next year anyway cause its already passed

Do I like my handwriting? - sometimes when my hand cooperates

Where do I want to live when older? - with my girl Georgia

Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? - nope ima good child (yeah ok suuureee)

What I’m really bad at - running :/

What my greatest achievments are - managing to keep straight A’s and I dont even study cause im online so

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me - “u bird cage” - Georgia c;

What I’d do if I won in a lottery - ooooooooof idk

What do I like about myself - uhhhhh heh ig my hair or eyes/eyelashes

My closest Tumblr friend - Georgia (yes I do know her irl but shes honestly the closet tumblr friend I have so)

Any question you’d like? - hmm idk

Are you outgoing or shy? - definitely shy, unless with people im close to then quite crazy

What kind of people are you attracted to? - funny, cute and nice people

Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? - hA no

Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? - kinda

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? - oof idk

What does the most recent text that you sent say? “ohhhh no XDD” (sent to Georgia)

What are your 5 favorite songs right now? - (I already answered this question and don’t wanna answer again)

Do you like it when people play with your hair? - yes I love when freinds at school did (once we were watching a movie in Spanish and my friend next to me was playing with my hair and I almost fell asleep heh)

Do you think there is life on other planets? - totally

Do you like bubble baths? - I haven’t had one in forever

Do you like your neighbors? - only one cause I think im related to them somehow or they are to like my uncle

Where would you like to travel? - out of this hell hole country c:

Favorite part of your daily routine? - checking my tumblr and stanning talent

What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? - stomach

What do you do when you wake up? - check my notifications on my phone

Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? - I wish it was more tan than it is (im quite pale)

Do you ever want to get married? - yeah

If your hair long enough for a pony tail? - yes but I hate pony tails so I never do it (I used to all the time as a kid)

Would you rather live without TV or music? - I rarely watch t.v anymore and listen to music almost all day so

Have you ever liked someone and never told them? - I mean yeah

What are your favorite stores to shop in? - I dont really have one for clothes but I do like Walmart

Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? - I mean sometimes

Do you smile at strangers? - If the smile at me first yeah

Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? - not that I can remember no

Ever wished you were someone else? - no (as much as I hate myself no)

Favorite makeup brand? - son;t wear any so I dont got one

Last thing you ate? - a Reese cup

Ever won a competition? For what? - not a big one I can remeber no

Ever been in love? - c:

Facebook or Twitter? - dont have a fb and i barely use twitter anymore but twitter

Twitter or Tumblr? - DEFINITELy tumblr

Are you watching tv right now? - i mean its always on for bg noise and light so ig so

What color are your towels? - all kinds of colors

Favorite ice cream flavor? - either Strawberry with out the strawberries or cookie dough

First person you talked to today? - my mom

Last person you talked to today? - Georgia

Name a person you hate? - C: theres too many

Name a person you love? - once again, theres too many

Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? - C: theres too many

Do you tan a lot? - I barely go outside so thats a no

Have any pets? - too many

Do you type fast? - I mean kinda yeah

Do you regret anything from your past? - everything XD

Ever broken someone’s heart? - I highly doubt it

Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? - C:

Is cheating ever okay? - hell no

Do you believe in true love? - I mean sure

What your zodiac sign? - Pisces

Do you believe in ghosts? - why is this question on here twice?

Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? (via catscuddlingandyou) - “…but not at all overwhelming, the balance of the different fragrances was subtle and flawless.” Twilight - Breaking Dawn (Do NOt ask me why thats the closest book its not mine and ive never read it and i NEVER plan on it)

oof that took like two hours heh.. its now currently 2:18am. and im very tired

but thanks for the ask anyway love! Im sorry for the wait! I was busy today. But im probably going to go to bed now

[hgfstreamchats]

Homeward Bound

Welcome to the 'highglossfinish' room. Zephra85: Say hi to Impact for me! thenightetc: *settles in* thenightetc: "a little bit" Knock Out: Hello there! thenightetc: Hi! Knock Out: Got to play something while we wait for people to file in. This human's life destroying addiction is as good as anything. thenightetc: Olive juice. thenightetc: My god. thenightetc: That's the thenightetc: ...SECOND vilest thing I've ever heard of going in a drink Knock Out: What was the first? thenightetc: I'm not going to go into it but it was on Venture Brothers and it was disgusting. thenightetc: Although I guess what with this being a real drink that people are presumably going to actually drink... Knock Out: Presumably.

Shockbox: Ah, the stream has begun. Greetings. Knock Out: Just in time! Shockbox: ...What is this human concocting? Knock Out: Nobody knows. Shockbox: Hmm. Jalaperilo: Hello hello! thenightetc: Cocktails. Knock Out: FLLLavor. Jalaperilo: what are we watching? Knock Out: Something more substantial than this; don't worry. Knock Out: We're watching Homeward Bound. Jalaperilo: that aint a shot of vodka Shockbox: "Two shots," she says, dumping half of the bottle in. Jalaperilo: as someone who manages a pub, that is at least 6 shots lol thenightetc: ........ thenightetc: Isn't that mostly vinegar. Knock Out: She's had a long month. Shockbox: Apparently so. thenightetc: ...Ha! Knock Out: Well, that's quite enough of that. Jalaperilo: does she realise she's mispronouncing liqueur? Shockbox: For now. Jalaperilo: i remember this thenightetc: Rude! thenightetc: Is that David Duchovney Shockbox: Ah, a "talking animals" flick. Jalaperilo: oh yeah, i remember the ending Knock Out: It's a memorable ending. thenightetc: Honestly, they should have put it on a higher table.  Or put Chase outside. Shockbox: Is this a 90's film? Jalaperilo: 1992? Knock Out: It is. Shockbox: Hm, it's very much that decade's style. thenightetc: Ha, Sassy knows to target the kid, too, and not some random adult Jalaperilo: so do i chase thenightetc: pfffff Jalaperilo: If you like films with animals, I suggest a film called Kes. the bird doesnt talk but its deffo one thatll make you cry, if you can understand what theyre saying Shockbox: ...She should not have been flung forward. thenightetc: I think... maybe she *also* jumped forward? Knock Out: Hmm, looks promising. And I hate birds. Shockbox: //Muttering about inaccurate physics in cinema. Shockbox: ...I want to pick at the way that frisbee flew, but I'm going to let this be. Jalaperilo: are we crying yet? lol thenightetc: *don't cry... don't cry* thenightetc: So are the chickens people, too, or just the dogs and cat Jalaperilo: the ones we dont eat are the sapient ones i guess? thenightetc: This seems really poorly-thought-out thenightetc: And dangerous for the birds Jalaperilo: are they not travelling yet? Jalaperilo: nowadays the dogs would have ipads and they'd skype every night Jalaperilo: my problem is that the cat is made out to actually care. it should have just gone off to a new family thenightetc: "So tell me, which one's our house" Jalaperilo: haha Jalaperilo: trash panda! Knock Out: Dear Unicron, Chance is Smokescreen. thenightetc: ...Accurate Jalaperilo: are you Sassy then? Knock Out: I'll take it. Jalaperilo: lol Jalaperilo: do we need to guess who shadow is? Shockbox: I would compare him to Ratchet. Shockbox: ...Hm, I wonder how much that domesticated bear must have cost to put into this film. Jalaperilo: does it come with the hot plate to dance on as well? thenightetc: Noooooo Jalaperilo: hubris must be punished. so that we dont think too highly of ourselves Shockbox: https://media.giphy.com/media/ZT7NnaezicELu/giphy.gif Shockbox: ^Sassy. Jalaperilo: haha#1 Jalaperilo: as someone who was alive before humans and dogs evolved, have dogs been around since the dawn of time? thenightetc: poor, poor Sassy Knock Out: Wouldn't know; I wasn't around for the dawn of time. Knock Out: Ask Ratchet. Jalaperilo: ooooh Shockbox: Humans were likely quite familliar with dogs while first grasping time itself. Jalaperilo: time is an illusion spitshineandhammertime: I'm late but I'm heeeeere! Jalaperilo: impact! thenightetc: Hi! Jalaperilo: your papa was telling us about his life at the beginning of time Knock Out: You're fashionably late! Shockbox: Greetings, Impact. thenightetc: Oh no thenightetc: Return of the physics Jalaperilo: you mean departure of physics? thenightetc: Yes. Jalaperilo: omg! spitshineandhammertime: yes! Jalaperilo: did you see that fall? Shockbox: //An exasperated sigh. thenightetc: Awwwwww thenightetc: noooo, poor puppy thenightetc: poor idiot puppy Shockbox: .....I wonder what those things are made of for them to be able to make this scene. Shockbox: Oh, dear. Jalaperilo: so tropey Jalaperilo: aw thenightetc: awwww Jalaperilo: haha Shockbox: How whimsical. thenightetc: oh jeez, he's not going to get his face taken care of Shockbox: Is this the part where they're taken in for cosmetic testing? Shockbox: Ah, the mission impossible reference. Jalaperilo: is that what you're hear for? the vivsection? Shockbox: This is not a proper vivisection and you know it. Jalaperilo: lol thenightetc: Why would they vivisect him. Jalaperilo: after they do the cosmetic testing, they need more data from the organs thenightetc: At least it looks like they got the quills out Shockbox: ....I wouldn't think that you would require the subject to be alive in order to get to the point where  you collect data from the organs, but I don't know enough about cosmetic testing on animals to Shockbox: truly say. Jalaperilo: animal testing was truly nasty in the past Shockbox: I do not have a hard time believing that. thenightetc: "Almost like... we did something stupid just now" thenightetc: I don't think the posters made a difference, though.  If the people looking for the kid hadn't seen them beforehand, they just would have checked their tags. Jalaperilo: shadow! thenightetc: oh noooooooo Shockbox: ...Never mind, Shadow is Optimus. Knock Out: ...That's fair. Jalaperilo: oh snap! thenightetc: ...well, go LOOK for him Jalaperilo: ;_; Jalaperilo: that emoji is a lie, i only cry over my poor life choices spitshineandhammertime: turkeeeeey thenightetc: awwwwwwww Shockbox: Well, that was a movie. Jalaperilo: haha! spitshineandhammertime: a pet movie! Knock Out: It certainly was a movie! Jalaperilo: turkey is meh Shockbox: A movie about housepets, yes. Knock Out: What does it taste like? spitshineandhammertime: Yeah, what's it taste like? Jalaperilo: it tastes like lying ablout how good it tastes spitshineandhammertime: meeeeehhhhh explain better! Jalaperilo: like eating scruntched up dry felt Jalaperilo: duck is better spitshineandhammertime: what's duck like? Jalaperilo: or lamb spitshineandhammertime: is it like...wet felt? Knock Out: Is there really that much of a difference between birds? Jalaperilo: lol. i guess? spitshineandhammertime: wet felt sounds like it would taste weird! Jalaperilo: duck has more meat flavour, where turkey needs to take on the flavour of other things Knock Out: "Meat flavor?" spitshineandhammertime: like a spong! spitshineandhammertime: sponge Jalaperilo: i cant describe it, we're literally that alien Jalaperilo: its what i imagine soft fiberglass to feel like? lol spitshineandhammertime: boooo spitshineandhammertime: oh! spitshineandhammertime: is it like hamburger? i got human and ate hamburger! thenightetc: Yeah, different birds taste different. thenightetc: Turkey has its own, distinctive, flavor Jalaperilo: i feel the judgement of two large aliens are on me for failing to describe turkey Knock Out: You're correct. spitshineandhammertime: I'm not large yet Jalaperilo: hamburger is wetter, jucier. more flavour than any bird except game birds i guess? thenightetc: It's not like hamburger.  I mean, you *could* make a hamburger out of turkey, but it's usually beef. spitshineandhammertime: okay! i win for eating burgers, then! Jalaperilo: you're larger than me impact spitshineandhammertime: oh yeah! Jalaperilo: how tall are you now? spitshineandhammertime: Eight feet! 3:D Jalaperilo: you are almost 3 foot taller than me lol spitshineandhammertime: hee! Jalaperilo: you must almost be as tall as your papa thenightetc: Congratulations! spitshineandhammertime: nuh-uh, I still gotta grow lots more! Knock Out: You should be getting your alt-mode any time now. spitshineandhammertime: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Jalaperilo: a mini mclaren spitshineandhammertime: yes! Jalaperilo: i remember. i've stalked your papa for years thenightetc: Nice. :) spitshineandhammertime: 3:D Jalaperilo: well its 3am here so i'm off to bed. Have a good rest of the evening to all species Knock Out: And to you! spitshineandhammertime: Sleep well~! Knock Out: Does anyone have anything they'd like to close the night with? thenightetc: Goodnight! thenightetc: Nah, not really. thenightetc: Thanks for the stream. :) spitshineandhammertime: Goodnight!! Knock Out: A pleasure! Knock Out: Good night, everyone!

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70: Can I sing? ehhh not really71: Something I wish I could do? a somersault. 72: If I won the lottery, what would I do? buy a house, invest some and of course donate some and the rest I would save for a rainy day 73: Have I ever skipped school? yes I have 74: Favourite place on the planet? anywhere I can see the ocean. I haven't seen it much since we moved when I was 575: Where do I want to live? honestly a small house in the mountains surrounded by the forest sounds amazing76: Do I have any pets? yes! I have a pet hedgehog named Pipin77: What is my current desktop picture? its a picture of our group cosplay from comic expo last year78: Early bird or night owl? night owl for sure. fuck mornings.79: Sunsets or sunrise? sunset. cant remember what a sunrise looks like? are people actually conscious when the sun comes up? amazing80: Can I drive? hahhahah no.81: Story behind my last kiss? ummmmmm... nsfw 82: Earphones or headphones? head phones ear buds hurt my ears83: Have I ever had braces? oh god unfortunately yes84: Story behind one of my scars? I cracked my head open in kindergarten doing the parachute thing in gym class and had to get stitches. there was a lot of blood and the office called my mom to get me and refused to call an ambulance even though I was bleeding out everywhere. assholes85: Favourite genre of music? rock n roll86: Who is my hero? deadpool. oh wait is this like a real life hero? I don't have one sorry87: Favourite comic book character? wolverine88: What makes me really angry? injustice, racism, misogyny, bigotry and generally shitty fucking people89: Kindle or real book? real book for sure90: Favourite sporty activity? ummmmmmmmmm none????? I'm lazy 91: What is one thing that isn’t taught in schools that should be? mortgages, investing, money management, actual history not the edited version. 92: What was my favourite subject at school? art93: Siblings? technically 4 half siblings but I only see 2 of them as siblings94: What was the last thing I bought? pringles95: How tall am I? 5'10"96: Can I cook? yes 97: Can I bake? fuck yes98: 3 things I love? unicorns, aliens, and puppies99: 3 things I hate? pudding, spiders, clowns100: Do I have more girl friends or boy friends? girl friends I guess101: Who do I get on with better, girls or boys? i get along with good people. gender doesn't matter but most of them are queer.102: Where was I born? fort mcmurray103: Sexual orientation? Pansexual!!!104: Where do I currently live? calgary105: Last person I texted? cj106: Last time I cried? uhhhhhhh i cant remember i don't cry very often107: Guilty pleasure? reading awful fanfictions. 108: Favourite Youtuber? i don't know any109: A photo of myself. ill post this separately110: Do I like selfies? not really