#i hope it is the biggest reckoning possible

[starheirxero]

MOON'S GETTING MORE AND MORE INSANE- MY WISHES ARE COMING TRUE-

And Ruin just does not care about the danger he is in- I love myself some overconfident yet genius robot👀 Buddy, you gotta learn self-perseverence-

-Statdust

YEHAYAYAYAYEA!!!!! Moon is just spiraling harder and harder and it's SOOO FASCINATING!!!!!! I need to shake him like a ragdoll

AND RUIN YEAH OH MY GHOD HE IS THE WORST /POS

He is just constantly in a state of batting his eyelashes and posing so politely like he hasn't done terrible things or isn't in terrible danger. He's so silly I love him HSJANMSN

[chimggukchim]

2024...A Look Back At Jikook

As we bring in the new year and all the possibilities and hope that it brings, I thought I'd reflect on the year that was 2024 and all that we received from Jimin and Jungkook. Here are some of my favourite presents!

Are You Sure? - Duh! Lol. How else would I begin this list? I don't think there was anyone who could have ever predicted that we would be getting a reality series with just Jikook. Like...THAT HAPPENED! We literally got to spend 8+ hours with Jikook and their dynamic. Added to that...MERCH?! So I'd say it was a pretty rewarding year if we'd just gotten that.

MUSE - I'm sure we all felt a bit dejected when FACE's promo time wasn't that long due to most of the guys needing to release their stuff before their enlistment date in December. This is not meant to be a fighting point (I don't care to entertain mantis). Anyway, it was a joy to not only see him release another album, but also have that album and it's HUGE single be given an adequate amount of focus time. I personally enjoyed MUSE more, as the songs were more to my taste and...BLONDE JIMIN!!! I was completely obsessed with his look for this album. And I love that even though a lot of English was incorporated into the album, there was still a very big presence of Jimin in its creation. Jimin is so creative, it isn't even funny, and I personally look forward to him being more involved in BTS' music production and lyricism.

WHO - Listen...when Seven came out and did THOSE numbers, my mind was blown. Just look at the records it took from BTS and Dynamite/Butter! I was like...how can that ever be topped? Well, Park Jimin had something to say about that, apparently. I cannot even begin to tell you how many times I was simply dumbfounded that Who was not only keeping pace or was close to what Seven did last year, but surpassed it in so many key areas! It isn't that I doubted Jimin or anything. But certain patterns have been established; Jungkook has, for years, been arguably the most popular member just based purely on a consumption factor. So his releases would have done numbers. And Seven was a very heavily promoted single. Not to mention, Jungkook himself was present to do a promo run (which is why it got radio for those who don't understand how radio deals work in the US). So what Who has achieved without all of that (especially without Jimin to physically be here to promote) is absolutely incredible. And it shows me that, like Jungkook, Jimin would absolutely kill a solo run whenever he so chooses in the future. I am like a proud mama seeing what Who continues to achieve to this day, and am happy that he has the support.

Who Is My Heart Waiting For - Yes, Jimin. Who was your heart truly waiting for? lol. I won't go into much analysis here because there are amazingly detailed, cohesive, logical takes on the Who MV by others, so you can check those out. What I will say is that there is not a doubt in my mind that those are Jungkook's eyes in that billboard, and that this MV was done deliberately. Jimin and Jungkook have, over the years and on numerous occasions, put a bit of each other into their art, and just enough to have our heads scratching yet not be overtly obvious about anything. Kings of subtle yet loud, I would say. And this MV for me, was another example of that. Sure, one can debate that we can't be 100% certain it's JK but to that I say...to each his own. Because it wasn't just the eye thing. It was the entire MV. And the link to Taeyang and his ENL mv, I don't think is a coincidence. He is one of Jimin's biggest influences, and they did spend time together. I truly do think that Jimin used this opportunity to tell us who really has his heart.

Jikook are a MUSICAL DUO FORCE to be reckoned with - Potential relationship aside, looking at Jimin and Jungkook from a purely professional standpoint, what 2024 has shown me is that if these two were to ever be given the opportunity to become a sub-unit in the future...they would conquer the musical world. They have both shown with their music, that they have the support to be absolutely successful, and with the release of AYS, and how it was received, there is an indication that they are a very popular duo within the fandom as well (don't let keyboard trolls on social media gaslight you into thinking otherwise). Plus, the stage presence they have individually, and the chemistry they have together is otherwordly insane. So if there is one wish that I did have where jikook are concerned, it would be that BigHit see the potential there and give them a shot at a sub-unit at some time.

Jikook continues to Jikook - No matter what anyone comes on here to say (anti, solo, akgae, denialists etc), 2024 has shown us that Jimin and Jungkook continue to go very strong. They enlisted together for a reason, and it seems that they are happy they did so. These two continue to be the 'You Are Me, I Am You' duo that the universe conspired to put together. They are happy together now, and I cannot wait for them to be happy together come June, 2025.

Anyway, those were just some of the little gifts that I was happy to be given by these two this past year. I'm sure I missed some stuff, so you are most welcome to share your thoughts too.

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!!!

[haruka-norikoyo]

Monoma x reader who is Mirio’s sibling Part 4

Welp, this ended up as a long one. Enjoy!

Other parts:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Part 4/?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When you had gotten back to class after running after your brother, you were met with a barrage of questions from your friends. Things such as “what happened?” “who died?” and “are you okay?”

You’d just brushed it off, saying you were feeling silly. “What do you mean you were feeling silly!?” Kaminari gawks at you, unconvinced.

You shrug, smiling mysteriously. “Turns out it was a false alarm.”

“You said ‘he’s gonna kill him!’ and begged Aizawa sensei to let you leave— what false alarm could it possibly be?”

“A false one.”

Sero groans. “You really are a smartass sometimes…”

“Ehe.”

“Don’t you ‘ehe’ me!”

***

>> “wanna hang out in my dorm after school?”

You raised your brow at Neito’s message, looking over at his table. He’s usually more discreet than texting you while eating lunch with his friends. Then you remember that 1-B now knows about your relationship with him thanks to this morning’s incident. There’s no need to be secretive now. >> “<3”

>> “i’ll take that as a yes then”

>> “😘”

>> “😘”

***

You stand in front of 1-B’s dorm building, staring at the door with growing apprehension. Sure, you’d been there before. Several late night conversations with your boyfriend, but only ever through the window of their common room. You’d never actually been inside to meet with him. Your palms are getting sweaty, so you rub them on your pants.

I wonder what his classmates think of me… That’s the biggest thing in your mind. You feel like you know them through Neito, always talking fondly of them. Not the bragging he usually does with your classmates. The thoughtful— sincere, side of him shines through when he shares his experience with his class with you. You reckon he’s nervous too. Two of what he loves having a formal meeting. You must’ve been been standing there a while, because someone catches sight of you from the window and hurriedly runs to the door.

“Togata-san, you’re here for Monoma, right?” a boy with a braid, whom you recognize as Rin opens the door. He smiles politely at you, which you return immediately.

“Yeah,” you nod. That sounded a lot more curt than you hoped, so you spluttered to say more. “Ah— um..! Thanks for getting the door. Rin-san, right? Neito talks a lot about you and your classmates so I know a lot about you guys— w-wait, not like in a creepy way I mean— a good way? Um…” I wanna ask Honenuki-san to bury me in the earth… Rin blinks. He chuckles softly, waving his hand. “Ah, yeah, I get it. Please come in.”

You shut your mouth, only muttering a small, “thank you” while you look down in embarrassment. Rin just smiles and leads you into the dorm. Class 1-B’s building isn’t so different from 1-A’s. It’s the same interior and layout, which you were expecting.

“Togata-san’s here, where’s Monoma?” Rin asks as you enter the lounge area. On the couch were Kaibara, Kamakiri, Tsubaraba, and Tetsutetsu.

“Last time I checked, he’s in his room,” Kaibara shrugs, looking over the couch. He makes eye contact with you. “Hey Togata, welcome to 1-B dorm.”

You smile and wave at the boys peeking over the couch, gulping down your nervousness.

Tetsutetsu sat up and cups his hand over his mouth in the direction of the staircase. “Lover boy..! Togata’s here!!! Like— your Togata, not the scary upperclassman.”

“Oh! Togata’s here?” Turning around, you see Tokage and Kodai approaching you. “Kendo’s not here right now, so in her stead I’ll say this— make yourself at home! You’re welcome over here.”

“Thank you,” you scratch your cheek, which is heating up from everyone’s eyes on you. “I’m happy to be here.”

The girls sit down over at the other couch, Tokage patting the spot beside her. “C’mon, have a seat!”

Hm, Neito seems to be talking a while, so… “Sure.” You set down the small bag you brought on the floor in front of you as you sit down. It was filled with snacks Neito and you both like, as well as your water bottle. Tokage looks at you and grins. “Mind if we ask stuff about you and Monoma? We’re curious.”

“We tried asking him earlier, but was too embarrassed to say anything. He was red..!” Kaibara says with a snicker. “Oh, well, I don’t mind answering,” you shrug.

“Well, if that’s the case, how long have you and Monoma have been together?” Rin asks.

You hum, looking up in thought. “Oh, since near the end of middle school.”

“Before the year even started!” Tsubaraba says in mock offense. “He never said anything!”

You chuckle, feeling your shoulders start to loosen up as you converse. “Well, he says he didn’t get the chance to mention it. Then after the stuff in the sports festival, well…” That’s mostly when his vendetta against your class started. The surrounding 1-B seems to have figured much as well, letting out a collective “Ah”.

“Makes sense, makes sense.”

“You don’t mind him tearing into your class daily?” Kamakiri asks. “From what I’ve seen, you’re fairly close with your classmates.”

“Well, none of them seem hurt by his remarks, and I know he doesn’t mean the stuff he says against them. Plus, Kendo-san’s always there to stop him if he says anything too far.”

“Yeah! Kendo’s amazing ain’t she?”

“Mhm! She really is.” You nod over at Tetsutetsu. “But Neito does stop mentioning things when I ask him to.” Ahem, that one time with Iida and the Stain incident.

“You’re pretty amazing yourself for that, Togata…” Kamakiri says, grimacing at the amount of times Kendo had told Neito not to try and provoke class 1-A. “It’s favoritism! He’s so cheesy!” Tsubaraba laughs, then looks at you. “Is he like, the super romantic type? Oh please tell us!” Everyone else leans closer in anticipation, eager to tease Neito with whatever new information you reveal. Aw, they really do love him! You were happy to oblige despite the high chance that your boyfriend will complain about it. “Oh he’s the sweetest..!” you gush. You’d take any opportunity to humble brag about your Neito. “He kisses my wrist every time he sees me. He’s so thoughtful. He knows what kind of date I might be in the mood for. Like one time it was raining, he took me to this manga cafe with a super comfy atmosphere. He’s sooo supportive and reliable too! He helps me train with my quirk by copying it and giving pointers. And and—”

You hear clamoring upstairs and stop your rambling in confusion.

Just then, Neito rushes down. “(Y/n)! Sorry, I was… uh, busy.”

Honenuki peeks his head out from the top of the stairs. “He was franticly cleaning his room because he wants to impress Togata. Kehehe.”

“S-Shut up Honenuki! I wasn’t!” Neito looks back, but the skull faced boy was already out of sight. He just grumbles and continues descending the stairs. “About time lover boy arrived!”

“Stop calling me that Tetsu!”

“What? It’s not a wrong description from what Togata’s been telling us,” Togake grins, patting you on the shoulder. Neito looks at you, aghast, like this is the ultimate betrayal. “(Y/n), what did you tell them?!”

You smile sheepishly, “I just told them how good of a boyfriend you are…”

“Urgh…” Neito averts his eyes. He could never be truly upset with you. “Well, if that’s all you’ve told them…”

“So there’s embarrassing stories they could tell us!? Togata, spill!”

“Nuh uh! We’re going to my room!” Neito picks up your bag from the floor and ushers you out of the lounge area with his other hand on your back.

“Aw! You’re no fun lover boy!”

Neito grumbles as you round the steps, running into Shiozaki who was heading out of her room.

“Do care not to do anything the lord would not condone while you’re in there,” she says.

“We’re not!” By this point, Neito’s face is flushed red. He quickens his pace as he leads you to his room, slamming the door once you’re both in. He takes a deep breath.

“Well that went lovely,” you grin. Looking around the room, everything is tidy. Not that Neito is a particularly messy person, but his dresser seems suspiciously packed as if he’d just shoved any clutter in there.

Neito groans, falling back on his bed with your bag in hand. Instead of dignifying your remark with a response, he waves the strap of your bag, “You got the snacks in here?”

“Of course I do. Scooch over,” you sit down as he rolled to his side to make room for you. “Not really much though. Just two small bags cause my allowance is low. Got any drinks? I want something cold.”

He huffs, stretching his arm for his laptop on his desk. He was adamant on staying laid out on the bed, so you reached for it instead. “There’s soda in the kitchen, which I could get, but that means, well…”

“I could go down there myself if you don’t wanna be teased by your friends,” you were already beginning stand up when Neito wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you back down.

“Oh but how could I make my lovely partner run errands?”

You laugh as he dumps you on the bed, one arm still around you. His other one grabs his bedsheets. Soon, you were wrapped up like a cocoon.

“Besides, you’re gonna reveal something embarrassing about me while I don’t have my eye on you,” he murmurs, sending you a mock glare. He kisses your forehead, getting up.

“Aww, you’re really gonna subject yourself to teasing for me?” Neito rolls his eyes. Before heading out the door, he says, “There’s ice cream too. Want some?”

“Ooh, sure. What kind?”

“Just vanilla. But I think we still have syrups and other toppings left. I’m sure they won’t mind if we hog the class stash for our little date,” he leaves you with a wink, gently shutting the door behind him. You smile and shake your head, scrolling through the movie options in his laptop on your shared Netflix account.

Full of caution, Neito sneaks down the stairs. Everyone you’d left in the lounge area are still there, chatting. He shuffles away from them silently and slips into the kitchen.

He got the soda, two glasses, the ice cream he’ll get last, and looking at the cupboards, barely anything let alone sprinkles or syrup. Damn it, I forgot it’s restock day. I should’ve checked the pantry before inviting (y/n) over. Neito’s surprised that he’d be so hasty to invite you over. He basically almost perished by the hands of your brother if you hadn’t been found out or arrived on time, and his first thought was to go on a little movie date with you now that his class is aware of your relationship. He realizes that he misses you a lot more than he realizes. It’s petulant. It’s not as if you’re long distance. But that’s how he feels being unable to be by your side for a proper date after the dorm system got implemented. (Y/n) already brought snacks so… it should be fine? He can’t help but lament the less than perfect scenario. It isn’t a big deal but he isn’t the type to settle—

“What’re you standing in thought for?”

Neito nearly jumps, only now noticing that Kendo, Bondo, Komori, and Kuroiro are back. In their hands are several plastic bags from the grocery store. “Perfect timing, Kendo!”

She raises a brow at him as she sets down the bags she’s holding, “That’s suspicious. Usually you’re trying to shake me off in order to berate class A.”

He scoffs, but holds back his smartass retorts. “Did you guys buy sprinkles and syrup?”

“Yeah, I think it was in that bag.”

Neito quickly rummages through the bag Kuroiro pointed him to. “Needless to say, I’ll reimburse in the jar.” Ergo, the jar the class each contributes their allowances to for groceries. Bondo glances at the two cups and two bowls, and like a puzzle piece being glued— heh— he remembers the events of this morning. “Ah, these are for Togata-san.”

“Uh huh,” Neito absentmindedly says, heading over to the freezer and finding less that a third of ice cream in the final tub. “Shoot.”

“We bought more.”

“Thanks,” he mutters, turning back to the bags.

“Wait, if it’s for your date, my parents sent me creampuffs. You should take them with you,” Kinoko says, moving to retrieve them from the pantry.

“Really? Are you sure? You just said that they’re from your parents.”

Kinoko waves it off. “They’re just leftovers from one of my relative’s store. I get them all the time. You can just get a couple if you don’t wanna take all of them.”

“Hm, I do have a box of microwave popcorn in my room… are you doing a movie date?” Kuroiro asks.

“Yeah, but…”

Somehow, his classmates ended up giving their own contributions, which ended up in Neito pushing a tray cart filled with snacks up the stairs. The trays of which are lent by Shoda and the cart itself by Tsunotori.

Is it like when there’s only one child to spoil in a family? Neito wonders. You are the singular couple in the first year hero course. Maybe that’s a part of it. He disregards the high probability that they’re hoping that he’d be somewhat cordial with your class while he’s dating you. Little do they know you quite like it when he gets a tad insane. Behind him, he’s dragging a wagon behind him piled with blankets and clothes pins because Honenuki suggested making a fort with you. They very much hijacked your date, but he’s still grateful about it, whatever their reason may be for helping.

He carries the wagon and cart up the stairs, having copied Yanagi’s quirk. Reaching the top, he’s faced with Mirio’s head peeking out from the floor in the middle of the hallway.

Neito stares. Mirio stares back.

“Hello.”

“Hello to you too, onii-san. Are you here to kill me?”

“Haha, no. (Y/n) will never forgive me,” he says, sticking his arm out of the floor to rub his head.

Neito shifts in place. What’s he here for then? A drop of sweat trickles down from his forehead as he waited for Mirio to reiterate what he’s here for.

“I’m here because I’d like to make an offer to you. Think of it as an olive branch being extended.”

Neito raises a brow. A peace offering? “I’m listening…”

[baddybaddyadardaddy]

I can not possibly put into words how disappointed I am. Because I can simply NOT understand how adar turned from a formidable fearless warrior on ep 7 to this SHIT SHOW in ep 8. The move that glug pulled w the knife was the same w what elrond tried to do last ep. I am just. Speechless and also honestly just a fool w my high ass expectations.

@mirkwood Okay, so here it is: my biggest beef with episode 8 is not that Adar died. It's that he didn't get one last reckoning with Sauron.

I could fix that scene to make it more satisfying with TWO minutes of additional screen time (which we could GLADLY yoink from the scene where Isildur and Estrid suck face, ASK me how much I Do Not Care about that storyline).

Here's the setup:

Galadriel comes upon transformed Adar. He gives her the ring back, tells her to take it and use it in the fight against Sauron. She tells him "I cannot face him alone." (PAYING OFF ON THE LINE GIL-GALAD SAID TO HER EARLIER IN THE SEASON THAT WAS *LITERALLY* INCLDUED IN THE RECAP FOR THIS EPISODE, FFS.)

SAURON shows up.

Adar: "You are not alone".

THEY BOTH DRAW SWORDS. CUE LAST TEMPTATION TRACK.

They both attack Sauron (who brings his own fucking sword to the knife fight, because COME ON, him fighting with Adar's sword is just rude AF.)

Adar fights his ancient foe like the BADASS MOTHERFUCKER THAT HE IS.

And it seems like together, they are actually winning. There is hope.

But then!

What's that coming through the trees? It's a band of uruks. Glug is injured!

This pulls Adar's focus away from the fight, because HIS CHILDREN COME FIRST, ALWAYS, AND HIS BELOVED SON IS HURT.

Galadriel, engaged with Sauron, yells at him to go to them, because she understands him now and has compassion for his children. BEACAUSE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.

He runs to them. He gets ides of March-ed.

It's sad AF.

Gal keeps going, alone now. The fight goes downhill, and ends EXACTLY WHERE IT DID with her yeeting herself off a cliff.

Anyway, that's how I woulda done it...

[robinbuckleysfringe]

paper rings

a joseph quinn social media au

pairings: joseph quinn x keery!reader

warnings: pronouns for reader vary between she & they, I've tried to keep it as gender neutral as possible even tho I do use female faceclaims

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | masterlist

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*a few months later*

*yninstagram has posted to their story*

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*yninstagram has posted*

tagged strangerthings, joekeery, maya_hawke, milliebobbybrown, josephquinn & charlie.r.heaton

liked by florencepugh, tomholland2013, madisonbaileybabe, rudeth and others

yninstagram took a break from filming the boat show to visit the upside down for the night. stranger things season 4, part 1 lands on Netflix May 27th ❤️🦇

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rachelzegler MY BESTIE IS A STAR. SO PROUD OF YOU!!! 🫶🏻💕⭐️⭐️⭐️

> yninstagram love youuuu rach 💕💕💕💕

madisonbaileybabe yesss y/n!!! get it girl!!

> yninstagram love you bby 🫶🏻💕

carlaciagrant so proud of you girl!!

> yninstagram aww, love you lacy 🫶🏻💕

madelyncline slay queen!!!

> yninstagram 😘🫶🏻

joekeery can't believe maya got 2 photos and I got the one :((

> yninstagram how could I not when she looked so amazing?? 🤷🏻‍♀️

> joekeery are you saying I didn't???

> yninstagram I didn't say you did

rudeth she's a star ⭐️

> hichasestokes 2 Netflix shows??? she's the biggest star

> yninstagram aww, love you boys 🫶🏻💕😘

josephquinn the prettiest girl at the party :)) ❤️

> yninstagram oh, shush 🫶🏻❤️

> user AHHHH

> user joe's comment!!! omg!!!!

milliebobbybrown love you y/n 🫶🏻🫶🏻

> yninstagram right back at ya mils 🫶🏻🫶🏻

user may 27th can't come soon enough!!

user you're so pretty!!!

user I'm so excited for this season!!!

user season 4 is gonna be so good!! but I'm so scared for your character!!

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*6 months later*

*yninstagram has posted*

liked by josephquinn, rachelzegler, maya_hawke, madelyncline and others

yninstagram treated myself to a lovely little holiday with my love ❤️

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nattyiceofficial hope it was the relaxing holiday you deserve, you little worker bee 🐝🫶🏻

> yninstagram it was nat, thank you for suggesting a truly beautiful place 🫶🏻🫶🏻

madisonbaileybabe actually so jealous of you two gorgeous humans 🫶🏻

> yninstagram omg you should take Mariah. you'd love it!!

rachelzegler STUNNING 😍😍😍

josephquinn the beach looks good on you 😉😘

> yninstagram I could say the same thing 😉🫶🏻

> user wait, what does this mean???

> user2 Y/N!!!

> user3 is this them confirming that Joe's the guy in the post??? are they together???

> user4 freaking out omg!!!

user y/n, who's the guy???

> user2 I reckon it's joseph quinn. I mean, did you see his comment and y/n's reply??

> user3 that doesn't necessarily mean anything

> user2 yes, but the guy in the photos low-key looks like him. so??

user can we talk about that last pic??? whoever this mystery man is, you can tell he's down bad for them

> user4 they're so cute together it's unreal

user I want whatever it is that y/n and their mystery man have 🥰🥺

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whoops, accidentally just stopped writing and posting this story (and a few others tbh) for a while. anyways, I'm back, hopefully with some regular updates.

[bliss-wily]

Ginyu Force Headcanons

A long time coming, several months in fact. I am so sorry to the anon who asked for these. I hope you still see these. As always SFW, I like to keep my blog a safe place. As always, if these overlap with anyone else’s it is simply coincidence. Most of these are pretty darn silly, I have gone with five for each member, plus an extra five for the group as a whole. Who doesn’t love the Ginyu Force, hehe?

Bonyu

Completely no-nonsense, not just with posing. Hence why she left, she needed to be around more ‘intelligent’ minds.

Related to Jeice in some way – maybe cousin or sister. I am not basing this solely on visual clues, she can use Crusher Ball after all.

Given her refusal to pose, had she been on Namek then perhaps the tables may have turned on Goku and Vegeta (well, at least for a little while – of course, the boys would eventually win).

Furthermore, she is likely the most competent when it comes to fighting as she is not leaving herself wide open much like the others had. She would be serious, and she wouldn’t be spending her fights taunting or arguing about candy with her teammates.

She takes every aspect of her job seriously and expects the others to do the same. Therefore, finds Taino annoying for her fangirling over the squadron (if you know, you know).

Burter

I reckon Burter may have the biggest sweet tooth of the entire squadron.

The poor guy is a little scared of women because of his relationship with his mother growing up.

By extension gets a little scared of Bonyu if she shouts or gets mad.

Thinks of the Ginyu Force as his family, worries about for whatever reason combing with the Armoured Squadron.

Absolutely games with Jeice, however, knows when to stop unlike his comrade. The team comes first.

Jeice

Swears like a sailor sometimes – gets told off by Captain Ginyu if he gets caught, Jeice is the youngest for the sake of my headcanons.

Unsurprisingly collects baseball cards.

Has most definitely slacked off to play video games on more than one occasion.

Too cocky for his own good at times. Jeice can also be a bit too openly flirty at the worst possible times.

This boy never runs out of energy and I reckon after Ginyu and Bonyu is probably the smartest. He definitely earned his second in command position for good reason.

Ginyu

A complete romantic should he become involved with someone.

Likely tries to manage any Frieza Force social media seeing as he is such a team player.

Ballroom dancing is a (not so secret) passion of Ginyu’s.

Has a stash of ice cream cake, it’s his favourite snack.

Likely gags anytime he sees a fly now, yes, I’m operating on the idea that he somehow got his body back from the frog. An AU if you will.

Guldo

A little insecure because he’s one of the smallest in size amongst the Frieza Force.

Also, a little worried sometimes that he isn’t worthy of the Ginyu Force as he isn’t as physically strong.

Of all of them, Guldo is the one most likely to find a way out of training, he’s a bit too reliant on stopping time and using psychic abilities.

Would be the one most likely to betray the Ginyu Force in favour of the Armoured Squadron. He’s an opportunist.

Get’s easily jealous if the others become close to outsiders in case he gets replaced.

Recoome

The biggest sweetheart if you get to know him.

I will assume Recoome works harder than the others too. He loves his job.

May act like a dumb brute but there is a brain there which he uses to his advantage seeing as he is underestimated so much. (By enemies anyway)

Treats Guldo the best of all members, he definitely looks out for the smallest member.

Absolutely still partakes in ballet, it has never left him.

Ginyu Force as a Whole

Jeice and Burter are 100% dating. (Simply for my headcanons, I am not forcing this on anyone, I promise.)

Mess with one, you mess with them all. That is a given.

They definitely run some form of fitness club for special training. Likely work anyone who shows up to the bone. They have a reputation to uphold as Frieza’s strongest after all.

In some parts of the universe, they are perhaps treated like celebrities. Parts of the Frieza Force are likely famous, and the Ginyu Force is most definitely one of those parts.

Have absolutely coerced Frieza or other members of the Frieza Force to do silly and embarrassing things on more than one occasion. Some light hearted evil!

[commandtower-solring-go]

So you'll see the big recipes in the Project Ozone and reckon that, it'll be rough, but it can possibility be that bad.

Its that bad.

I can't get to the nether. This is my biggest bottleneck.

The recipe for Flint and Steel requires Steel. To make steel you need to make a Blast Brick Oven. This requires Nether Bri- DO YOU SEE THE PROBLEm.

Oh, but the intended way to get to the nether is with a nether cake, obviously. Except you need a cake. Which needs milk and eggs. THIS IS A SKY BLOCK.

so here i am sitting, waiting for my grass to slowly spread, 1000 blocks away from spawn, in a forest biome, in hopes of spawning chickens and a cow.

To get to the nether

to get steel

to get to the nether

[transmutationisms]

i am the world's biggest wikipedia defender (especially against people who say that it's unreliable) because, while i know it's not infallible (is anything, though?), it is peer-reviewed. once, my friend edited the othello page to include a joke we had made and she got her account banned. how do you reckon with wikipedia as a source of knowledge? my understanding of it is that it can serve as a good base for things, but learning never stops and one should read as many sources as possible to gain a fuller understanding of whatever they want to know about. this is a very long-winded way of asking your opinions on wikipedia. my apologies, and i hope today is alright for you :~)

wikipedia obviously gets a lot of flak for the fact that anyone can edit it, which means that people certainly can and do check each other's work, but also that anybody with an axe to grind or just a poor understanding of a subject can potentially really distort the presentation of that topic. there have been some high-profile cases of bad and even dangerous editorialising, like the woman who basically single-handedly is trying to correct a whole bunch of pages for former nazis that really whitewashed their legacies and cited various antisemitic and white supremacist sources to do so. i think it would be foolish to claim that crowdsourced knowledge is inherently accurate, fair, nuanced, &c. wikipedia replicates the biases people put into it, and just having more people edit it doesn't instantly 'average them out' because yknow, we're often talking about widely held positions or prejudices that have also caused distortions in many of the cited sources. also, wikipedia has many more gaps than most people realise, partly because an encyclopedia is necessarily a massive undertaking and also because, by design, it excludes eg oral traditions, non-literate people, &c.

however i do find a lot of wikipedia criticism annoying because it will usually involve trying to counterpose wikipedia to approved academic channels of knowledge production, specifically in a way that sets academic institutions and publishing as an intellectual gold standard that crowd knowledge simply can't compete with. academia is not some kind of magical solution to problems of distortion and bias; academics have their own ways of perpetuating and rationalising prejudices, and reinforcing rather than challenging each other's epistemological authority and laziest, most harmful assumptions. not to mention that many shitty wikipedia articles do actually cite approved academic sources published by university presses! because these characteristics do not actually guarantee that a source is good, only that it passed quality control at a reactionary institution lol.

ultimately i approach wikipedia basically the same way i approach any academic text, which is to say i have to read both with attention to how the arguments are being developed, what evidence they rely on, what ideological assumptions are being made or defended, and so forth. i can't really think of a source or genre of source that i would endorse just reading and uncritically believing; in that sense i certainly agree with people who point out the major potential for inaccuracy in wikipedia articles, only i think this line of criticism is totally useless and blatantly elitist if it simply exempts 'respectable' academic sources or presumes institutional channels of knowledge to be epistemologically infallible.

anyway i use wikipedia to check dates of major events and it's sometimes useful or intriguing simply to see what about a topic interested people enough to write an entry about it. but i don't automatically trust any arguments or analyses in wikipedia articles, any more than i would the thesis of any nonfiction book i pick up.

[madameadelina]

I felt bad at beginning when cupcake put warrens collar back on, but then when i realized that warren was literally lying and manipulating her the whole time it made me not feel bad, and I hate how fast cupcake forgot about everything he did and KISSED him?!? Like bro I would’ve slapped him not kissed him?!?? I really hope cupcake holds a grudge or at least waits to forgive him, because from what we know, he’s the reason why her house burned down and basically ruined her life, yea not cool warren.

Let’s break this down, because there’s a lot to unpack here. Warren’s actions? Complicated. On one hand, we can empathize with the layers of trauma he’s dealing with—he’s a man shaped by survival, desperation, and a broken moral compass. On the other hand, trauma explains behavior, but it doesn’t excuse it. That’s the distinction Warren needs to learn, and honestly? It’s one of the biggest hurdles in understanding why what he did was so deeply wrong.

First, let’s look at the manipulation. Warren didn’t just lie to Cupcake—he weaponized her kindness. He saw someone with an open heart, someone willing to risk it all for what she believed was a shared cause, and he exploited that. Was it calculated? Maybe not in the cold, clinical sense, but his actions were self-serving to the point of cruelty. He let her believe he cared, let her throw herself into dangerous situations for him, all while knowing he wasn’t being truthful. That’s a heavy betrayal, especially for someone like Cupcake, who clearly values trust and loyalty deeply.

Then there’s the house fire. Let’s not gloss over this—her entire life went up in flames. Her plants, her home, her stability—all gone. And for what? For someone who was playing her from the start. Even if Warren didn’t intend for her to lose everything, his choices directly led to that outcome. The fact that he only started to feel remorse after hearing her speech speaks volumes. It wasn’t the harm he caused that got to him—it was seeing her resilience and realizing what he’d destroyed. That’s not regret for his actions; it’s guilt for the fallout. There’s a difference.

Now, about that kiss. I think we need to reframe it. It wasn’t about forgiveness or romantic reconciliation—it was an outburst of raw, pent-up emotion. Cupcake’s been through hell, and in that moment, her feelings��anger, sadness, longing—boiled over. I headcanon that she had started to develop feelings for Warren early in their companionship. She saw glimpses of vulnerability in him, and despite everything, she wanted to believe in his goodness. But that kiss? It wasn’t love—it was a manifestation of everything she couldn’t put into words.

Warren, for his part, wasn’t in the same emotional space. He didn’t allow himself to feel connected to her because he was too wrapped up in his own survival. That disconnect makes their dynamic all the more tragic. They’re two people on completely different wavelengths—she’s trying to build something meaningful, and he’s too blinded by his own pain and goals to see it.

Now, let’s talk about the collar situation. Was it the right move? Absolutely not. It was controlling and deeply problematic, no matter how you slice it. But I can understand Cupcake’s possible rationale. Maybe she thought the apartment was bugged, maybe she was operating out of fear and desperation—but intent doesn’t negate impact. She overstepped, and that’s something she’d need to reckon with, too. This isn’t a one-sided story; both of them made serious mistakes.

However, Warren’s errors loom larger because they were rooted in deceit and self-preservation at the expense of someone who genuinely cared for him. Cupcake’s actions, while misguided, came from a place of survival and trying to make sense of an impossible situation. The scales aren’t balanced, and that’s why it’s so important that Cupcake doesn’t just forgive him outright. Forgiveness, if it happens, needs to be earned. Warren has to show through his actions—not just his words—that he understands the depth of his mistakes and is willing to do the hard work to make amends.

This is about accountability and healing. Warren needs to confront the fact that his trauma, while valid, doesn’t give him a free pass to hurt others. He has to learn that trust, once broken, isn’t easily repaired. And Cupcake? She needs time to process, to grieve what she’s lost, and to rebuild her sense of agency. That kiss might have been a slip, but it doesn’t mean she’s ready to let him off the hook.

If I had to sum it up, I’d say this: Warren’s journey is about redemption, but Cupcake’s is about reclaiming her strength. The narrative works best when both of them are allowed to grow individually before attempting to repair what’s been broken. Forgiveness, if it comes, should be on Cupcake’s terms, not Warren’s. And that’s not just for the sake of the story—it’s what they both need to truly move forward.

THANK YOU FOR THIS, ANON. I NEEDED THIS. and you to, @the-galaxy-fiend for your thoughts too!

[a-d-nox]

Hello! I would like to suggest a topic or two for Matrix of Compatibility. Could you help us identify possible reasons for break ups? And what is needed to save the relationship? Thank you

web of wyrd: why did you break with one another and how could it have been avoided?

i have noticed these bottom numbers are very telling when it comes to low energy in the relationship. the bottom orb on the male line often indicates what masculine energy was the cause in their eyes and sometimes on their end, the same could be said about the bottom orb on the female line and the feminine energy, while the lowest orb in the karmic tail is often the biggest challenge the couple will face - often a pair can't beat it in my experience...

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17 - star

what caused the break up

someone was healing from pervious hurts in the relationship, while the other wasn’t. when the couple isn't aligned, it could create a disconnect.

unrealistic hopes or expectations. if one person was idealizing the relationship or expecting to “fix” the other person or the relationship, disappointment might set in if expectations are not managed.

a spiritual or emotional mismatch. if one partner saw a clear path ahead while the other was unsure, it could have led to separation.

distance or emotional unavailability. the star can bring up themes of detachment. one person may have felt too distant or independent for the other.

how could the break up have been avoided

more grounded communication. this could have ensured that both partners shared the same vision instead of just hoping things would work out.

balancing healing with connection. if healing was indeed a factor, working together instead of separately might have helped.

managing expectations. learning to differentiate between hope and reality in the relationship could have saved the relationship.

reaffirming emotional closeness. if one person felt distant, consciously making efforts to reconnect could have helped instead of blowing off their partner.

20 - judgment

what caused the break up

a wake-up call was needed... one or both partners had a moment of clarity about the relationship and realized it wasn’t right for them. depending on the core (the personal chart of the person who's orb the energy belongs to), the couple could make a quick break or keep trying for awhile...

past issues continually resurfacing. old wounds, unresolved conflicts, or past mistakes may have come back, forcing a reckoning.

a need for personal growth. if one person evolved in a way the other couldn’t match, it could have caused separation.

external forces calling for change. often an unavoidable shift, such as life transitions, career changes, and/or spiritual awakenings push the two people apart.

decision was delayed too long (make sure you follow the relationship pyramid philosophy). something that was ignored for a while could no longer be avoided. the breakup might have been inevitable from the start...

how could the break up have been avoided

facing the truth sooner. if unspoken issues or doubts had been addressed earlier, they might have worked through them.

embracing growth together. if personal transformation was a factor, actively growing as a couple rather than separately might have helped.

letting go of the past. if past mistakes or resentments caused the break, forgiveness and true closure could have changed the outcome.

making the hard decisions earlier... they likely stayed in limbo too long, thus they might have prolonged suffering. open and honest conversations about their future could have clarified things.

22 - fool

what caused the break up

lack of commitment. one or both partners may have approached the relationship with a carefree attitude, avoiding deeper emotional responsibility.

impulsivity/recklessness. a decision made on a whim (like rushing into or out of the relationship) could have led to instability.

different life paths... the fool is all about new journeys. one person may have felt ready to explore life freely, while the other wanted stability.

naivety or blind trust someone may have entered the relationship without fully understanding it's reality or ignored red flags.

fear of settling down... the fool often resists being tied down, which could indicate fear of commitment or an unwillingness to take the next step.

how could the break up have been avoided

if things were too carefree or unstructured, adding stability (clear communication, shared goals, etc.) could have helped.

thinking before acting. avoid impulsive decisions about love, commitment, and/or breakups.

balancing freedom and responsibility - learning to compromise. if one person craved adventure and the other security, finding ways to compromise might have worked.

recognizing red flags or unrealistic expectations. if they rushed in too quickly, slowing down and assessing compatibility could have changed the outcome.

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[blackrocks-king]

Hmm.. what you all want to be when you grow up? Toootaly unrelated question to what I said before hehe :3

We know Aspen will be the next king of Blackrock, so I ain’t sure if this question applies to him.

Hmm, well I dunno what I wanna be when I grow up. I’ll probably be the next holder of my family’s Sword or somethin. Does that count??

Hmm. I wanna be Roadtowns next mayor! I reckon I’d do a pretty good job so I’d like to give it a shot!

Ohhh, being a mayor huh? Nerd.

Hey !— I hope you become a mayor then, we’ll see who’s the biggest nerd!

Hmmm. If it was possible… I would like to be a teacher. Even if I know I’ll be king..

What was that, Aspen?

Nothing.

[talaofthevalley]

Another one for the Yu-Gi-Oh ask meme! I'm going to be super basic but consider it fair retribution, because I'm STILL NOT DONE answering your ask :') (What have you done, what monster have you unleashed.)

So, your turn for Yusaku/Playmaker!

Looking forward to the reckoning >: D

YUSAKU MY BOY YUSAKU!

Why I like them/why I don’t Yusaku is just.... great. He's so great. He's an awkward teenager in real life and a cyber vigilante at the same time. He's so emotionally mature compared to pretty much everyone around him. One of Yusaku's biggest safety nets for not being Playmaker is no one would believe Playmaker is a teenager. One of the few protagonists who didn't need the power of friendship to get through his show because he's strong enough on his owns, and in a way he is the power of friendship here. It's just that the people he's deemed important and is shown to be important to him all oppose him at some point. And because Yusaku is one of the strongest duelists in all of Yugioh it's like throwing themselves at a brick wall in hopes of breaking it. And he's just genuinely so damn cool? His comebacks in duels are so fun to watch, because the show is full of people who think they can outsmart him and be the one to defeat Playmaker. But they all fail, and realise Playmaker was thinking much further ahead than they were. And it's so satisfying. And he can be so extremely savage with his lines, it's so funny.

And like I dunno if this is a unpopular opinion (and honestly... don't care much if it is), but I relate to Yusaku's reluctance to make friends and get along with people. And I know that's in part because of his PTSD, but even after he starts moving forward post-S1, he's still not gungho about making friends. It reads to me like while he wants connections with people, he's not desperate for it, and won't buckle at the slightest hint of friendlyness from others. He's not so starved for connection he'll get attached to anyone who is nice to him. And that can absolutely be part of his trauma! Just saying I relate to it, as someone who has never been starved for friendship even when I had none near me.

What I like about their appearance I like his hair colours a ton, and how vivid his eyes are. I find it so funny but fitting his casual outfit is just a pair of jeans and a black hoodie. It's so teenage boy of him.

The Playmaker design is one I know people are split on, especially the hair, but personally I love it. The colours give him an almost retro feeling to me, with the dark green and black with splashes of yellow, then the bright colour of his hair. The styling of his hair looks So cool to me, almost like he's exploded from the inside out and letting his emotions out with them, since he's so emotive as Playmaker compared to real life. The yellow line over the suit and the four spaces on his hand that glows when he uses his skill is just perfect design.

Do I prefer their dub names or original names? No change! Yay.

OTP Datastorm my beloved-

NOTP Aiballshipping. And I mean specifically romantic, cause I do like them queerplatonic.

OT3 Again, polycule with Yusaku/Ryoken and queerplatonic Yusaku/Ai.

Favourite card they use Firewall Dragon, to be basic again. It's got such a kickass design, and I love the possible methaphors involved with one of Yusaku's ace monsters being themed around a firewall, something to keep harmful viruses and programs out to protect the system it's on. It's Neat. It's also got a funny beak mouth that looks so silly when open.

Favourite moment they were in Gosh I have so many-

Okay so I don't know if it's The Yusaku moment I love the most, but it's one that I think about a lot. During his second duel with Bohman, when Playmaker is accused of being an AI who stole Bohman's body and that he's not the real Fujiki Yusaku, what Playmaker uses as proof that he is the real one is-

his meeting with Ryoken when they were young.

Like- to put aside the shipping for a moment, because I won't deny that plays a part and that I'm biased, how interesting is it that this is what Yusaku deems important enough to justify his whole existence? To prove he's real? It speaks of a kind of personal understanding, but also of a great emotional part of himself despite how stoic and no-nonsense he appears. Yusaku is actually a very emotionally drive person, it just doesn't come off that way because he's so levelheaded and mature. He doesn't use logic here for why he's the real Fujiki Yusaku, or any holes in Bohman's memory. It's about the bond he shares with Ryoken. He sees this meeting and Ryoken leading him to the experiments as part of Ryoken's guilt, why he began talking to Yusaku while he was held captive.

It's this connection to Ryoken, the binding proof someone was affected by Yusaku's imprisonment, that makes him sure he's the real one even when he admits no one can tell for sure if their memories are real or not. Ryoken wouldn't have reacted and said the things he did in S1 if they didn't have this connection. It's an answer rooted staunchly in emotions coming from a character who on the outset does not appear to think that way, but it's proof he does. And it's kind of beautiful. Despite what people say, Yusaku is painfully, wonderfully human.

Least favourite moment My perfect boy has done nothing wrong ever in his life-

[lemoncrushh]

The Entertainer II - Track 17 - Special

Summary: What if it wasn’t the end? What if Sky did actually see Harry at the Forum in the early 80s, and he saw her too? What if fate took hold of them both, and they realized their journey was not over? Set in 1981, Harry and Sky’s story continues with more music, more romance, and a few more twists and turns.

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Five days in Florida with Harry on tour had proven to be a dream come true. After the next two shows, Harry was on such a high that I swore I could see stars in his eyes. He took me back to our room, stripping me hungrily before making love to me so good that my eyes would roll back in my head. For a second, I worried I wouldn’t be able to keep up with him, his sexual desire insatiable, especially if he kept it up for the duration of the tour. But he only laughed when I told him this, declaring it was only because I was there to turn him on - as if nothing nor no one else possibly could.

“I see the bulge in your jeans when you’re on stage, Styles,” I teased him. “You turn yourself on.”

By the time the tour was set to head to Atlanta, Harry’s album was already in the top twenty, and still climbing the charts. Irving told the band that if the album reached number one during the tour, he’d treat everyone to a party at whichever hotel we were staying. Harry, ever the humble musician, claimed every night was like a party to him to just be able to sing his songs. But I knew deep down that he would love to reach number one after having gone solo.

Night after night I stood in the wings watching my man as thousands of fans screamed for him. A few times I’d catch a woman giving him the eye, hoping to catch his. He’d flirt with a wink or a smile, but it didn’t make me jealous. I knew I had nothing to worry about. It was part of his persona, part of his charm. And he had loads to spare.

After everyone, including myself and the crew, had settled into a routine, I noticed Bret wasn’t always joining the rest of the band when we’d watch Stargazer. I didn’t think much of it, but I asked Harry if something was going on.

“Nah, not really,” he replied, his arms crossed over his chest. “I reckon he’s still sore about Irving and me threatening him. He just wants to do his own thing.”

“Oh,” I frowned, secretly worrying if it had anything to do with me. But I quickly brushed off the notion.

“I don’t really care as long as he shows up for our set and plays well,” Harry added.

That night, however, when Harry and I stepped off the elevator, I heard sounds coming from the room across from ours, which I knew to be Bret’s room. Like deja vu all over again, I shook my head and scoffed.

“We can’t be the only ones shagging, babe,” Harry chuckled as he put the key in the door.

“I know. I was just remembering your old bandmate, Lee.”

“Oh,” Harry rolled his eyes. “Yeah.” I followed him into our room where he quickly stripped out of his sweat-soaked t-shirt. When he sat on the bed to pull off his boots, he looked up at me. “You only got to see the first stage. It got worse.”

“With Lee?” I asked as I toed off my shoes and sat down next to him.

“Yeah, that Eagles tour was like…um, nevermind, I probably shouldn’t say,” he shook his head. “Let’s just say Lee was never alone.”

“Were you?” I couldn’t help but ask.

Harry spewed out a nervous chuckle as he pulled off his second boot and set them both against the wall, avoiding my gaze.

“I’ll take that as a no,” I commented.

“Babe, you have to understand. I was a kid then. We all were. And we were on tour with one of the biggest bands at the time. We didn’t have to go looking for girls. They were just…there.”

“Harry, you don’t have to explain. I get it.”

“Do you?”

“Of course. I was a groupie, too, remember?”

“No,” Harry shook his head as he stood before me. “You weren’t.”

It was my turn to roll my eyes as I dismissed his comment and scooted up the bed, resting against the pillows.

“Sky…” he murmured, crawling up my legs. “We’re not gonna have this conversation again, are we? You know I always thought of you as special.”

“I know.”

“I mean, Jesus, that’s why you’re here now!”

“I know!” I emphasized with a grin. Then combing my fingers through his hair, I planted a kiss on his lips. “I guess part of me always wished I had just been a groupie. Then maybe you would have asked me to come along.”

“Baby…” he exhaled. “You know that’s not true.”

“I guess not. I just always wondered.”

“You would have hated it anyway.”

“How do you know?” I smirked.

“I just do.” I watched as his jaw set, and I knew the conversation was over. It was just as well. He was probably saving me from hurt, from ruining my idea of him if he were to elaborate. And the truth was, I didn’t wanna know.

“So, Lee,” I said instead. “Something changed, right? You said his girlfriend was having a baby.”

“Oh yeah,” Harry nodded his eyes wide. “She’s probably due pretty soon.”

I smiled. “How did that all happen?”

Harry beamed at me. “Same as me and you. He was smitten.”

I blushed as he rolled over to lay down next to me, his hand traveling down the front of my shirt. “Is she a music lover, too? Like me, I mean.”

“No, not so much like you. I dunno, honestly. He was just taken with her from the moment they met. It was during our second headlining tour. She was from Kansas, or Oklahoma or somethin’. Anyway, after that she was just always around. At least for the rest of the tour. He didn’t look at any other girls.”

“That’s sweet,” I smiled, resting my head on my elbow. “I’m glad he found someone.”

Harry gazed at me then, his eyes seeming to study my face, though his eyes didn’t move from mine.

“I do wish you’d been with me, baby. I’m sorry you weren’t.”

“Me too,” I simply said.

“Life is just a fantasy Can you live this fantasy life…”

The band had a night off in Nashville, and Mitch joked that we should go to a country-western bar as there seemed to be plenty down the street from our hotel. But Hunter and his crew had other plans. They insisted we join them at a new nightclub that had opened last fall and had been featured in magazines.

As soon as we walked in, I could feel the L.A. vibes. I made a mental note to tell Halo about this one.

Harry held my hand as we zig zagged through the crowd to the bar, following Hunter. Almost immediately, eyes were upon us, a few dropped jaws. Then I heard a squeal as Hunter approached the bar.

“Oh my God, you’re Hunter Howe!” exclaimed a thin blonde wearing a leather mini skirt and matching tube top.

Hunter merely gave her a wink before addressing the bartender. I heard him order tequila shots all around as well as a bottle of something I’d never heard of.

“Do you want something else?” I heard Harry ask in my ear. “I can get you a beer or a cocktail.”

“The shot is fine, but I think I’ll take a beer,” I nodded.

Having spent the last few weeks on the road with Stargazer, I’d learned these guys loved to party. They would also partake in a few recreational drugs, and while I didn’t mind being around it so much, I still preferred my beer and weed to champagne and coke.

By the time we all gathered around a couple of booths in the corner, the blonde who’d recognized Hunter had also recognized Harry and the rest of the guys. She introduced some of her friends, and I was pretty sure a few other girls who weren’t her friends came around to introduce themselves.

“Hi, handsome,” a sultry voice said as a thin, ringed-hand slid down Harry’s back. He was standing next to the table as I sat at the end of the booth. He quickly turned to look at the tall woman. “I saw you in concert a while back. You’re even better looking up close.”

“Thank you, love,” Harry gave his signature lopsided grin.

Lifting her hand to touch a curl that grazed his shoulder, the woman licked her lips. “You have gorgeous hair. I bet it feels amazing to grab onto.”

I opened my mouth, ready to say something when she leaned forward and whispered in his ear. Then I watched Harry grab her wrist and pull it down, away from his hair.

“Sorry, love. I’m flattered. But I have a girlfriend.”

“Oh?” the woman’s eyes widened.

As Harry gestured toward me, I lifted my hand and wiggled my fingers, a smug grin on my face. The woman rolled her eyes and scoffed. As she walked away, I heard her argue with one of the other girls.

“I thought rock stars were always looking to get laid. This one brings his girlfriend to a nightclub.”

“Sorry, baby,” Harry said to me.

I shrugged. “It’s okay. It’s kinda funny, actually.”

“I’m glad you can have a sense of humor about it,” he smiled.

Just then, some of the Stargazer guys called Harry and waved him over. He squeezed my shoulder to let me know he’d be right back. I sipped on my beer as I watched women in sequins dance with men in suits. Danny sat on the other side of the table, a girl on either side of him as they giggled and stroked his mustache.

“Your man leave you, sweetheart?” a voice asked, making me jump. I looked up to see Bret, a tall glass of some concoction in his hand.

“No,” I narrowed my eyes. “He’s over there, talking to his friends.”

“More like some babes,” he commented, gesturing behind me.

I shifted in my seat to get a better view. Harry was indeed in a conversation with two pretty girls who sat looking up at him with stars in their eyes. One of them crossed her legs in a not-so-inconspicuous way as she ran her fingers through her long hair. They both giggled as Harry gestured with his hands. Hunter stood next to him, but he might as well have been invisible. The girls were only focused on Harry.

“It’s still called talking,” I remarked, turning back to face Bret.

“Fine, then I’ll talk to you,” he insisted, gesturing for me to scoot over.

I resisted making a face, not wanting to cause a scene in such a public place. Sliding over in the booth, I made barely enough room for him.

“Try this,” he said, holding out his glass.

“No thanks.”

“C’mon. It’ll help you loosen up.”

“I’m loose enough, thank you,” I remarked, instantly regretting my words.

“Oh, yeah?” Bret chuckled. “You didn’t tell me that, babe.”

I felt his hand on my thigh just as Harry and Hunter walked over. I let out a tiny squeak when he squeezed my flesh, my eyes darting to Danny who hadn’t seemed to notice any of our interaction. But when I looked up at Harry and Hunter, the latter had a strange look on his face. Swallowing hard, I managed to smile as Harry set his glass on the table and held out his hand.

“Do you wanna dance?”

“Really?”

“Yes,” he chuckled. “This is a dance club.”

I eyed Bret who scoffed before standing up to let me out. Rising from the booth, I took Harry’s hand. “Just didn’t picture you the disco type.”

“Hey, we danced at your work party.”

“That was different.”

“How so?” Harry asked as he pulled me onto the dance floor.

“I knew everybody there. Here, everybody knows you.”

“Not personally,” he said, sliding his hands around my waist.

His eyes met mine as he swayed his hips to the beat, grinding against me. I couldn’t help but get lost in the feeling, the bass pumping through my veins. I forgot about Bret’s inappropriate behavior and the strange look on Hunter’s face. Wrapping my arms around Harry’s neck, I smiled up at him. For a moment I wondered what it would feel like to be one of those other women. Pretending that I wasn’t his girlfriend, I imagined being a random girl at the club that he had asked to dance, or maybe I’d asked him. His sexy gaze and full lips made me want to kiss him right there on the dance floor, in front of everyone. As he pulled me even closer, I considered it, our lips nearly touching. I imagined kissing him so deeply, so deliberately, grabbing hold of his curls just like the tall woman had mentioned. But breaking me from my reverie, my boyfriend beat me to it.

Our mouths collided in an eager pursuit, a need to feel each other. Harry’s tongue filled my mouth, hastily searching for my own in order to join in our silent conversation. I moaned against him, my fingers tangling in his hair just like I’d imagined in my head. I could already feel his erection growing, his hips grinding harder against me while his hands cupped my ass, his fingers threatening to make their way up my skirt.

“Touch me and I feel on fire Ain’t nothin’ like a love desire I’m melting, like hot candle wax Sensation, lovely where we’re at…”

The song was speaking my language, but I knew we had to stop. I groaned his name as our lips began to separate.

“Fuck, babe, I want you,” he panted, his forehead pressed to mine. “Right now.”

“You wanna leave?” I asked, my heart beating fast.

“No. Let’s find…someplace.”

“Harry…” I gasped just before he took my hand again and guided me through the crowd. I could feel the eyes on us like when we came in, and a few people even tried to stop Harry to chat, but he ignored them all, pulling me to the back of the club to the hallway with the bathrooms.

“Shit,” he muttered when he noticed the line to the ladies room.

“Harry, we’re not…” I argued, but before I could finish, he punched the door open to the men’s room, returning only to grab my wrist and pull me inside just as a man in a white shirt came walking out. I didn’t even have time to protest before he locked the door and hiked up my skirt.

“Now, baby,” he growled. “We don’t have much time.”

Speechless, I watched as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his hard cock. Then with an exasperated grunt, he lifted me up and set me on the counter. Lifting my skirt higher, he yanked off my panties and aimed his erection at my center, entering me swiftly. I cried out, grabbing hold of his shoulders.

He pounded into me hard, my thighs burning as I tried to hold them up and open. I watched his face as he breathed heavily, his nostrils flaring like he was angry. But I knew he wasn’t. He was on a mission, and it was such a turn-on.

“So fucking good, babe,” he groaned. “I needed to feel you.”

I licked my lips, my breaths jagged as I gasped every few seconds. I tried my best not to be loud, but it was difficult. He felt so good, too.

“Tell me,” he demanded. “Tell me how good my cock feels.”

“So good, Harry,” I breathed. “Always. I needed you, too.”

“Yeah? Come for me, baby. Tell me you need me.”

“Mmmm, I need you, Harry.”

“Say it louder. Say you need to come.”

The veins in his neck popping, I knew he was nearing his release. My legs trembled as I tried to get my bearings.

“Harry…” I moaned louder. “Oh God, baby, please. I need it.”

“Yeah.”

“I need it so bad! Oh, God!”

I cried out, loud this time, as I came harder than I ever remembered coming. Harry groaned as his head fell back, releasing himself inside me. After his body stopped shaking, I dropped my legs and he kissed me.

“Fuck…” he muttered, his voice two octaves lower.

Readjusting our clothing, Harry helped me down from the sink, and we washed our hands.

“I should leave him an extra tip,” said Harry as he laid several bills on the tray next to bottles of cologne and grabbed a mint.

My jaw dropped as I stared at him incredulously. “That was the bathroom attendant you sent out!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah,” Harry cackled.

I playfully slapped his arm before he guided me to the door. My face blushed pink as we exited the public toilet, but I averted my eyes to the right instead of at the line of women waiting for the bathroom.

I instantly regretted it, however, when I noticed a line had formed next to the men’s room. And standing next to the attendant was none other than Hunter Howe, a similar look on his face as before, as though he and I shared some unspoken secret. Only this time, his lips twitched up into a smirk.

“I want you to sing along with me on this one,” Harry encouraged the crowd before he grabbed the microphone from the stand and the band went into “Only Angel.”

The audience erupted as usual as Harry strutted across the stage. I still got weak in the knees whenever he’d gaze over at me and give me a wink.

“He seems to be getting better and better,” I heard a voice declare in my ear.

I turned my head slightly to see Hunter Howe standing behind me. Directly behind me. So close that I could feel his breath on my neck.

“Uh…yeah, yeah he does,” I nodded, crossing my arms.

I felt a sudden chill, and I wasn’t sure if it was from Hunter’s proximity or the fact that I had my hair up off my neck. Ever since that night at the disco, I had felt uneasy around Stargazer’s front man. I wasn’t deliberately trying to avoid him, but something about his gaze that evening had made me feel uneasy. And even though I constantly saw him with a female, something told me he was interested in me in some way. Or perhaps he was like Bret and just wanted any woman he could get.

“He’s certainly giving me a run for my money,” Hunter chuckled.

Narrowing my eyes, I turned around. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, you know. I opened for his band last tour. Now he’s opening for me. But our albums are neck and neck on the charts. The girls are screaming just as loud for him. It’s just close, that’s all.”

“It’s not a competition,” I frowned.

“Isn’t it?” Hunter raised a brow.

I didn’t like the way his eyes gazed over my body then, and I was about to say something when he turned and walked away. The chill returning, along with a sour pit in my stomach, I stood and watched the remainder of Harry’s show. When he walked off the stage, I hugged and kissed him, giving him the praise he deserved. But when I joined him in the dressing room, I announced my plan to skip Stargazer’s set.

“What? Why?” asked Harry.

“I’m…just not feeling that great,” I lied. Well, maybe only half lied. I did feel like throwing up.

“Are you getting sick?” Harry looked at me concerned.

“No, no I…don’t think so. I think I just need some rest. Do you mind…if I just go back to the hotel? You can stay.”

“No, it’s okay, babe. I’ll go with you.”

“You don’t have to,” I insisted. “You still have a long night to enjoy. I’ll just curl up with a book or watch something on TV. Just promise to kiss me goodnight when you get back.”

“Of course, baby,” he murmured, giving me a preview, his soft lips caressing mine. “I hope you feel better.”

Once in the hotel room I shared with Harry, I took a shower and wrapped myself in a plush robe, exhaustion soon taking over me. Crawling into bed, I turned off the light, hoping to be awakened by Harry’s kiss once he returned.

But instead I was awakened with a jolt by the sound of something banging outside my door. Rising from the bed, I opened the door slightly and peeked through the crack. Bret stood on the other side, naked as the day he was born, banging his fist on the door to his room.

“Let me in, Sarah!” he shouted.

After a few more knocks, the door opened, a blonde head poking out.

“My name’s not Sarah, you moron!”

The door slammed shut just as Bret brought his fist up again. “Shit! Fucking…Sharon! That’s it! Sharon, baby, let me in! Please! Open the door, sweetheart!”

The blonde swung the door open then, stepping past the naked drummer. “You’re a scumbag! I’m outta here!”

“Sar-Sharon! I’m sorry, babe!”

Sharon scoffed as she strutted down the hall in her high heels and pressed the button for the elevator. When it arrived, Mitch and Danny stepped off with two girls I didn’t recognize. Danny cackled when he saw Bret, but Mitch merely stared with judging eyes.

“What the fuck are you staring at?” yelled Bret before stepping into his room and slamming the door behind him.

Mitch spotted me in my doorway then, giving me a tiny grin. “Harry’s on his way. We got mobbed in the lobby, and he’s still signing autographs.”

“Oh. Cool, thanks.”

After his short nod, I closed my door and laid back down on the bed to wait for Harry. It was a little longer than I thought it would be, and I must have started to doze off, but when I heard the click of the key, I rolled over, relieved.

“Hi,” I whispered in the darkness as he started to get undressed.

“Baby…what are you doing awake?”

I proceeded to tell him about the Bret fiasco, to which he cackled like Danny had.

“He’s such a fucking wanker,” he snorted as he crawled into bed beside me. “I’m sorry he woke you up, though.”

“It’s okay. Now I get to talk to you.”

“Mmm,” Harry hummed as he pulled my body to his.

“Mitch said you guys got mobbed downstairs.”

“Yeah. No big deal. Hunter got the worst of it. Some chick ripped off his shirt.”

I cringed at the name, my body stiffening in his arms.

“You okay, babe?” Harry whispered, sensing my discomfort. “Are you still feeling bad?”

“Oh, um…yeah. I’m feeling a little better though.”

“Good. Because I wanna love on you. If you’ll let me.”

I giggled as his nose and breath tickled my ear. “You act as if you don’t do that every day.”

“I know, how fucking lucky am I?” he growled, rolling me over onto my back as he hovered over me.

“I should just call you Horny Harry.”

“I’ve been called worse,” he said, cheekily. “Besides, how can I not be constantly horny with a beautiful woman like you with me?”

“I dunno. Mitch and Danny just had girls with them. I’m sure there were a few downstairs who were hoping to be invited up to your room.”

“Babe,” Harry scoffed, sitting back on his knees. “Why are you being like this?”

I sighed, silently scolding myself. “I’m sorry. That was mean.”

“Yeah. I can’t tell if you’re jealous or if you don’t trust me. Maybe both.”

“It’s neither, Harry. I’m just in a mood. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”

“Sky…” Harry sighed, lying back on top of me. Though the room was dark, I could see the sincerity in his face. “Baby, please don’t feel insecure about our relationship. I love you. I want you. Only you.”

A gentle smile crept across my lips as I lifted my hands to brush back his hair. “I know.”

“What’s got you feeling this way?”

“Nothing,” I swallowed. “I guess the reality of it all…it’s still like a fantasy life, but I’m living it. And I guess…I just don’t want the bubble to burst.”

I saw Harry’s head nod in the darkness before he leaned in to kiss me.

“I get it, baby. But you don’t need to worry. I’m not going anywhere.”

Pulling on his necklace, I brought his lips to mine again. He moaned against me when my tongue invaded his mouth. Then tugging on the hem of my polka dotted pajama top, he pulled it up and brought it over my head. After giving my nipples equal attention, he removed my sleep shorts, gently kissing up my thighs.

“Do you believe me now?” he asked in a raspy, breathy tone, settling between my legs.

I nodded, opening my legs wider. “Show me.”

He entered me slowly and gently then, not like the thirsty thrusts that night at the club. Our bodies rocked in rhythm with our breaths. Neither of us said anything until Harry lifted my thighs and drove deeper.

“I love you,” he whispered, a jagged cry in his voice.

“I love you, too,” I said.

He was quiet again except for his moans and heavy breathing. Wrapping his arms around me, he held me tightly, as he came.

“I love you, Sky,” he cried again. “I’ll love you forever.”

The next morning, which really was afternoon, I awoke to the sound of guitar strings. I smiled as I rolled over to see Harry sitting in the chair in the corner, strumming his Martin.

“Good morning, my angel,” he beamed.

“Morning, my rock god.”

His dimples in his cheeks, he continued to strum as he hummed a tune.

“What song is that?” I asked.

“It’s a new one, by .38 Special. I just heard it on the radio recently. I like it. Reminds me of you.”

I smiled, propping myself up on my elbow. “Sing it.”

“I dunno all the words yet,” he said. “But it’s something like…”

I watched Harry play the riff and sing along, the words he could recall reminding me of what he’d been telling me for a while.

“I’m so caught up in you, little girl You’re the one who’s got me down on my knees So caught up in you, little girl That I never wanna get myself free And baby, it’s true, you’re the one Who caught me, baby, you taught me How good it can be…”

My smile now permanent on my face, I giggled as he set down his guitar and crawled onto the bed.

“I am so caught up in you, Sky Jones,” he declared, his long hair tickling me as he laid his head on my chest.

“And you never wanna be free?” I asked, referring to the lyrics.

“Never. This is what I’ve been telling you.”

I thought of the girls at the nightclub with stars in their eyes. I imagined the girls who mobbed him and Hunter in the hotel lobby. I pictured the thousands of women in the audience night after night. He could have any of them.

Yet, he’d chosen me.

Songs mentioned:

Aldo Nova - Fantasy

Michael Jackson - Don't Stop Till You Get Enough

.38 Special - Caught Up in You

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[sufficeth]

Yo I'm watching Hulk and the Agents of S.M.A.S.H and what the fuck is Skaar???😭😭😭 I haven't read nearly as much Hulk as I legally should, but in the series he's so freaking funny, there's this moment Jen goes "Skaar, no smashy-smash", and he just gives her a side-eye and says "🤨Skaar know☝️, 🥱Skaar not dumb🙄😤" in the most gen z way possible, and it's so freaking hilarious💀 I hope to God he's like that in the comics because the world is not ready for his ass...

What I mean with this rant is, any takes on Skaar?

I haven't seen agents of SMASH and I'm definitely not the biggest Skaar expert, but have a Skaar rant anyway!

My hottest Skaar take is that Marvel missed a huge opportunity to make Bruce deal with raising a child that he failed in some way. Having a wife and kids was always a dearly held goal for Bruce (that he thought he could never achieve because of the hulk), but he also obviously was scared of repeating the cycle of abuse with any hypothetical kids. But he DID have a kid, and he DID hurt Skaar -- at first by unintentionally abandoning him on post-apocalyptic Sakaar, and then by training him to kill the Hulk.

Whether or not Bruce's actions toward Skaar are abusive when he's training him to kill the Hulk is kind of muddied by the fact that Skaar seems like an adult in Hulk form, and I do think there's a difference between sparring with your fully-grown-adult son and asking him to kill you vs sparring with your like-10-years-old son and asking him to kill you. In my opinion, Skaar's adult-seeming Hulk form is closer to how Joe Fixit describes his origin -- a kid acting like how he thinks an adult would act, based on all the grown-ups in his life having been total dicks. That's why he has the sort of edgelord personality that he has in the comics, much like Joe back in the day. So, yeah, Skaar was a kid, and it was Not Cool of Bruce to train him and ask him to help Bruce kill himself!*

At the end of that arc, Green Scar and Skaar have a fight where Skaar's supposed to finally kill the Hulk, but they both end up de-hulking and hugging and it's a really sweet moment. But then Bruce never really has to reckon with his actions or raise Skaar at all. He never has to face his fear of being an abusive dad. Skaar starts filling the role of "edgy emo son of Hulk," and is aged up super quickly. I think the next time he shows up he's doing Norman Osborne's jerk Avengers which is like... idk man he would not work for the government.

TL; DR: Bruce should have had to deal with the consequences of being a bad dad, and should have had to figure out how to raise his kid even after failing him. But they aged up Skaar even faster than real-world time, let alone the sliding timescale, so we didn't get that, boo.

If you want to read early Skaar, try Incredible Hulk (1968) 601-611. It's good! I think Skaar's most recent appearance was as a living avatar of daddy issues in Al Ewing's Gamma Flight, which is a really great spin-off of Immortal Hulk and I recommend checking it out.

*ofc, bruce should stop asking EVERYONE in his life to help him kill himself

[elizabethshaw]

hm. thinking thoughts

under the cut for spoiler reasons:

this is literally just me writing stuff up in no real order so there is probably not all that much coherence to it. ah well

loved how unsettling it was having something wrong with the tardis! the tardis (in the tv show at least) is usually the one guaranteed safe place in any given dr who episode and so to have it suddenly a threat like that felt genuinely unnerving

the time window sequence was cool. really liked the fuzzy, there-but-not-quite-there visual effects

i also loved the monologue/prophecy/whatever, built things up very nicely and idk. i just vibed with it. i have more to say but the words are not coming to me right now

"and standing on high is the Mother and Father and Other of them all" i haven't even read lungbarrow but them saying "other" here immediately got my attention lmao

for an episode called "the legend of ruby sunday", it felt like (particularly in the last third of the story), there was remarkably little actual focus on ruby. while i do genuinely like her as a companion, i do feel like she's been one of the biggest casualties of the shift to a shorter series length with less time for "filler" episodes - we simply haven't had the time to get to know her on a deeper level, and i was hoping, given the title, that this story would do something to rectify that a bit. and then it didn't.

saying that, i did appreciate them giving her some more scenes with her mum this episode, i think she has a really nice dynamic with her family and we haven't seen enough of it since the christmas special imo

no trickster :( he got a mention at least but i was hoping he'd be the villain ngl

i have watched pyramids of mars once, four years ago, and barely remember the plot (my main memories of that episode are sarah with a gun ngl), probably going to have to rewatch it before next week. dailymotion you may have to be my saviour once again

not entirely sure how i feel about sutekh as the main villain. this is at least in part because my memories of pyramids of mars are hazy as anything, but i'm just... undecided. to its credit, the episode itself actually did a good job of getting me very excited about the reveal while i was watching, but as an overall thing? i don't know yet. i think i'm going to have to wait until i've watched the finale next week to form a full opinion

i reckon he must have hitched himself onto the tardis around/during "wild blue yonder" though - this is the first time where the tardis starts making The Noises, and is also the first time susan twist turns up, and that can't be a coincidence, especially given that, as previously established, it was likely fourteen's salt trick in this episode that let the toymaker back into the universe

i rewatched "the church on ruby road" earlier this week bc i figured it'd be a good shout and i hadn't watched it since broadcast, and during that i felt like mrs flood was maybe a "retired" companion, possibly a future companion (maybe of a future doctor) that we haven't met yet. after this ep though, i'm not so sure. she seems at least aware of sutekh in some way, and also seems potentially antagonistic, but i'm not sure she's actually directly linked to him. i'm fairly sure as well rtd said at some point she's more of a mystery for later series so. hm. it'll be interesting to see what more we get of her in part two

i can't shake the feeling that they are going to do something with susan further down the line. there have been more mentions of her in this series than in basically the rest of new who put together and i can't help but think that this must be for a reason even if susan twist wasn't her

anyway the real mystery for me: what is the vlinx. i have been thinking about this on and off since december. what is it. how did it get into unit to begin with. i need answers

[stevetonyweekly]

SteveTony Weekly - September 10th

 Hey, friends!! Short and dirty this week, I’m on a whirlwind trip to help my bestie paint her house so--enjoy and be sure to leave comments/kudos! 

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Ain't It A Shame, Too Bad? by Carsonian

On his twenty-fourth birthday, Tony was saved from drowning by a man he has yet to find. In other news, Tony's fallen hard for the mute, scrawny blond that washed up on his kingdom's shoreline two-and-a-half days ago. These two things can't possibly be related, can they?

A Gentle Lullaby by navaan

They, all of them, are mortal and sometimes their brushes with death bring them closer to it than other people ever get. Fighting is what they do. But fighting for other people's survival without a thought to your own safety is easy when you're not leaving someone behind. Good then, that they don't have any families left... Until Hydra drops a new bundle of responsibility right in their laps. But that might not even be their biggest problem.

Crash Love by S_Hylor

It’s just sex. Just sex between two consenting adults who don’t have feelings for each other beyond the camaraderie that comes from being on the same team.

It’s just sex. Until it isn’t. It’s not love. Until it is.

To Liars and Saving the World by magicasen 

When Tony's life is in danger, Steve does the only thing he can do to save his teammate: he makes an honest man out of him. Steve and Tony's sham marriage is only supposed to be a blip in their history that no one has to know about. But when they're outed to the press, and with ghosts from his past coming to haunt him, Steve must come to terms with the idea that his own feelings for Tony might not be a lie.

Wrapped Up in Your Love by iam93percentstardust 

Tony has a bad day, so Steve takes care of him.

america's pastime by JenTheSweetie

The thing about the Annual Intra-Avengers Baseball Game was that it was always a little... contentious.

nothing left but scars by SailorChibi

Steve wakes up to the fact that no one ever compliments or even says thank you to Tony, and that he has fallen into the same trap of painting Tony with a specific paintbrush.

This is how he showers a very confused Tony with praise to make up for it.

a slow ticking wildness by starvels (dinosaur) 

Three weeks ago, Tony burned his hands in his forge. Since then, he's been unable to use them, useless and listless.

Relying on the kindness of strangers ain't exactly his expertise. Luckily, Sheriff Steve Rogers has good hands and a heart hale enough to keep offering bits of help and hope to Tony, no matter that he ain't all that good at accepting them.

when it feels right by complicationstoo 

“You’re actually hiring me after that?” Tony asks, the disbelief clear in his watery brown eyes.

Steve shrugs, “Gotta start somewhere, right? And if you’re terrible, it’s not like I can’t fire you.”

  Or, the one where Steve owns a bakery and Tony needs a job.

Diamonds Or Twine by complicationstoo 

A hand on his shoulder grabs his attention, and Steve realizes he’s been staring off into space as Bucky says, “Hey, man. You good?”

“I’m going to propose to Tony.”

So Little Left to Give by Sineala 

Steve's alive again... but Tony isn't anywhere to be found. Steve knows what to do about that. His quest to find Tony takes him to the frozen depths of Russia, to rescue Tony from one of his greatest foes. But that's not all he has to contend with. Tony's in the process of deleting his own brain, and Steve doesn't know if the man he finds will still remember him.

the hedgehog (and one million blue whales) by soliloquent 

“Hm. But, how hard?” Tony challenges.

Steve ponders for a second. “As hard as one million blue whales sitting on you.”

“One million?” Tony looks genuinely in awe. “I reckon that would crush one tiny hedgehog, don’t you think?”

“Nah. You're all spiky. Small, but feisty. The whales wouldn't stand a chance.”

—⎊—

or: Steve and Tony's love story unfolding through a series of everyday moments in the span of two years, pieced together to paint the canvas of their intertwined lives — a precious portrait woven with quirky whale-themed endearments, meaningful acts of service, soothing showers, cherished gifts, and one adorable hedgehog. 🦔

Hold Me Down by tinystark616

Steve asks Tony to wear one of his iron man suits and hold his wrists down during sex.

Tony gives Steve what he wants, and more.

Teacher, Teacher, Can You Reach Me? by Politzania

After spotting a flyer at a new coffee shop, Rhodey dares Tony to attend a Sip and Sketch class; turns out the twinky blond barista is also the class instructor.

Stony AUniverse Bingo - AU: Teacher -- Tony Stark Bingo - Dares/Bets -- Tony Stark This or That - Best Friend -- July Break Bingo - Location: Art Studio

To Make Flowers Grow (In This Barren Heart) by KakushiMiko, SoldiersShield

“You hide yourself away in your technology, but you are just as human as the rest of them. Your heart betrays your desire to possess.” Her gaze falls to the arc reactor, and Tony's blood runs cold in his veins.

“The Earth will reclaim what we have lost,” she says, dragging a hand over the chestplate of the armor. “It is you, and your kind-- your greed that pulls life from the soil as if it were nothing. You will reap what you have sown, Stark. The avarice in your heart will strangle the very life out of you.” Arna meets his eyes once more, a serene smile on her face as she leans forward.

“I hope he is worth dying for,” she murmurs, before digging her hand into his ribcage.

 (Tony Stark falls in love with Steve Rogers. A rogue enchantress ensures he pays for it.)

A Guiding Hand by KandiSheek

Tony is perpetually stressed. His job, his divorce and his insomnia are making his life a living hell. He just can't seem to catch a break.

That is until his boss Steve inadvertently gives him exactly what Tony needs - a firm hand. Tony hasn't played with his submissive tendencies in years, but he knows an opportunity when he sees one. And as it turns out, Steve is more than happy to give him the guidance he craves.

Made of Stars by KagekaNecavi

Deep in the heart of World War II, Steve, Bucky, the Invaders, and the Howling Commandos are getting close to finding the portion of Hydra controlled by the Red Skull and defeating him. As they close in, they receive intelligence that he has am unusual escape method - a machine powered by a mysterious gem that might give Skull the ability to move through time. This seems like a red herring to them, but when Steve and Bucky corner Skull, he uses it.

Steve and Bucky follow Skull and the next thing Steve knows, he’s waking up on a spaceship called the Avenger and the Red Skull - who went back in time, not forward - has ruled the known galaxy for the last several hundred years. Now he’s working with the rebels to usurp the Red Skull and trying to navigate this strange, amazing new world with his new friends and companions at his side.