#im putting spiders in his socks

[armedbirds]

WOW I can't wait to lie on the clean floor of my very own bedroom for the first time in my life

[cumulo-stratus]

BAU autism headcannons

(GIF NOT MINE)

(male reader)

CW: possible swearing, mentions of meltdowns and overstimulation, lemme know if theres anything else!

A/N: sry i havent rly posted in a while, i started a school recently and its been a rly big change for me so ive just been emotionally/mentally exhausted like all the time, but i dont wanna abandon u guys so i decided i would get something up, even if its not super good, thanks for y’all’s understanding <3

i think both JJ and Emily would become sort of mothers to reader

(not that they werent already mothers to the rest of the team but reader especially)

like JJ would totally have a motherly instinct for readers needs (like a sort of spider sense)

like if your ever nervous about something being too much or being overwhelming, jj would kinds know this and either make arrangements for accommodations or make sure you know you dont have to go if you want to.

and like she definitely wold put herself in charge of keeping your safe foods stashed on the jet and at the office

emily is more of a mother in a protective way than jj is

like this girl will not hesitate at all to go off on someone for maybe being disrespected to about stimming your chair while thinking

or like if you dont want to shake a police officers hand when your being introduced, and you get dirty/weird looks for it, or anyone comments on it? BOOM this girl will stare at them with so much animosity they’ll be scared of her shes so hot oml

anyways i thinks he team would be super accepting of you, especially if you joined after reid like they would already have some experience with autism

and like if you weren’t ent comfortable telling anyone other than hotch(i feel like it would be like a in ur file thing idk how the government works tho) spencer would defo be able to tell and confront u privately abt it (our respectful king <3)

and if you are comfortable telling the team, everyone would be respectful

i think like rossi/gideon would be a little clueless but like trying their hardest

like rossi would have no idea what stimming is but understands that like you move in certain ways or make certain noises when ur excited

and like with all his money he wouldnt hesitate to spoil u with any fidget toy u need/want or like a rly nice weighted blanket (its insane how expensive those things are)

and like gideon despite his profound understanding of others (hope yall got that ;)) he wouldn’ t get why sometimes you dont feel like/cant talk but totally respects it

omg garcia is our autism ally QUEEN im telling you

always has a big basket of fidgets/stim toys sitting on her desk and when your having a rough day shell leave you a little goodie in a brightly colored and decorated bag

i firmly believe that she is the queen at finding brands with clothes that not only fits your style perfectly but is also sensory friendly

i think she would definitely say that if she never ended up working in the FBI she wouldve started a clothing shop for sensory friendly clothing/accessories

spencer would totallllyyyy be your best friend when it comes to being under-stimulated

he will totally info dump on you and vice-versa

spencer (like penlope) would totally recommend clothing brands that are sensory friendly, but sock brands in particular

and everyone makes fun of you for nerding out over everything

also spencer would definitely get in the habit of grabbing your hands in his when you start to pick a t your nails and cuticles

like he didnt even realize what he was doing the first time but now he does it without thinking about it and for the team its normal

“hey,” and he would gently grab your hands to stop you from picking at them

“sorry..”

”youve nothing to be sorry for” (with that little reid smile oml rf[osifjgturhv)

and i also firmly believe that morgan is the best people to go to if your having a meltdown

he would stop you from harmfully stimming

“hey sugar, unclench those pretty little hands for me. there we go… good job kid.” he would have the softest smile and voice

and when he takes your hands to stop you from hitting yourself his grip is rly firm but gentle

but hotch is the best to go to for when your overstimulated

like he would make sure you know his office is always a quiet place you can go to with out questions

and he would secretly have a stash of like stimm toys in his office that he stole from garcia

his couch is always open to you, especially like late at night if you are really tired his fatherly instincts will kick in and force you to come to his office for a break

he would would hand you and blanket and a stim toy

”sit. sleep”

thats all he would say in his cute little stern but actually caring voice <3

[incorrectcreepypastafam]

Creepypasta As DanAndPhilGAMES Quotes After The Revival

Toby: I’ve graduated into fuckland

Jeff: just stop speaking

Toby: okay

Toby: soft launching the gay

Jeff: I’m gonna hard launch you out of that window

Liu: know what I mean?

Jeff: no

Jeff: is it hard for you to speak sometimes

Lyra: did that work

Jeff: not really

Lyra: I tried really hard

Jeff: what is the most emo clothing we got here

Jeff: my brother, WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE

Lyra: look at this magnificent bitch

Brian: communities that shit together stay together

Jeff: I will try to be normal

Tim: where’s your mind at

Toby: where’s your mom at

Toby: and now I’m wet in this suit

Lyra: uhhhhhhhhhh

Lyra: you pissed?

Toby: I’m gonna stop breathing

Jeff: thank you, Toby, that’s a good volunteer

Ben: maybe they got struck by lightning

Jeff: where was the lightning bitch

Ben: I’m gonna haunt every generation of your family

Tim: should we take it in turns with the swinging?

Tim: that’s what someone’s mom said last night

Game: it’s been a long day

Liu, to Jeff: me sitting next to you

Brian: I’m grabbing my boobs

Sally: is it an alien or Squidward? What are we being chased by?

Sally: it’s hard for me to tell

Liu: THATS THE SHADOW OF THE ROSE ITS NOT A DEMON

Jeff: if that baby comes out I’m gonna kill you

Toby: I’d like that

Toby: you know what they say about big feet

Lyra: what

Toby: big socks

Lyra: okay

Jeff: half an hour montage of Tobias Rogers attempting to learn how to put on a cape

Toby: can you help

Jeff: no

Toby: and then I just saw some lightning happening in the microwave and thought “what a beautiful night for a thunderstorm”

Sally: I don’t do drugs I don’t know what grams are

Lyra: im hot I don’t know how to count

Jeff: maybe I am heaven

Sally, pointing at plastic spiders: that’s Ben. That’s Ben 2. That’s Ben 3

Liu: I’m gonna give us a solid 7/10 on that one

Jeff: just a seven? Are you fucking kidding me

Liu: I was being humble

Jeff: fuck humble

Jeff: do you ever reflect on our lives and just think… stop

Liu: yeah all the time

Tim: I wanna fuck the Eiffel tower

Jeff: dead people in France

Liu: STOP IT

Ben: im gonna hit you with a meteor

Sally: im gonna microwave you

Toby: can I just show you something

Jeff: is it a dead person in France

Jeff: im in my cougar era. Watch out twinks, Jeff is on the prowl

Lyra: I wanna do things to this house

Liu, through his teeth: what do you want to do to the house, Lyra?

Liu, through his teeth: respect the house, Lyra

Jeff: what happens when you tap the emo dragon

Liu: you want me to tap it?

Jeff: yeah

Liu: *taps dragon*

*g note plays*

Jeff: that’s damn right

Ben: I do not think playing this game is how Christ would want us to start his season but here we are

Jeff: but Santa would and so would his brother, Satan

Ben: okay

Jeff: I don’t own any sex toys that go chomp chomp

Jeff: but nice to know that you do

Jeff: I’d say Jesus Christ but I know he’s not listening right now

Toby: five strokes and you’re done

Jeff: that’s what they call me. Five strokes Jeffy

Jeff: who’s they? What am I saying?

*trying to figure out what lmb stands for*

Jeff: lobotomy maybe bestie

Toby: look mate… BITCH

Jeff: it’s making you more intelligent that’s why you’re winning at golf

Jeff: we finally found a way to fix you

Sally: you’re banned from friendship

Ben: this is a safe space

*literally five minutes later*

Ben: point at the guy who doesn’t know how to crouch

Lyra: I would like you all to tell me how I can be better at this game

Ben: um don’t walk down hole

Lyra: okay

*playing Lethal Company*

Jeff: Ben’s not here let’s have a party

Ben: please get back on the ship or I’ll be leaving without you

Jeff: we thought we found a wheel. It was a mine

Jeff: they’re both fucking dead as fuck

Ben, laughing: good job

Jeff: Tim, you’re a top bunk kinda guy right?

Tim: that’s not what Tumblr says

Jeff: is that brown Grimace

Jeff: what the fuck am I looking at

Toby: I’ve never watched an episode of My Little Pony

Jeff: no because you’re normal

Game: who invented the lightning rod

Sally: me

Lyra: what’s the opposite of tears

Jeff:

Jeff: piss

Jeff: and the moral of the story is

Jeff: fuck books

Jeff: get paper cuts

Liu: no

Jeff: what

Liu: stop

Jeff: oh I missed this completely

Liu: is there some kind of grimy wall from your childhood we need to talk about

Jeff: it’s you bitch

Lyra: I put up flyers for car washing. I washed someone’s car and then they said I scratched it with my rings. Why was an eight year old wearing rings?

Jeff: did they try to scam an eight year old?

Lyra: YES

Jeff: you should’ve killed them

Brian: I would give birth to a child on this

Tim: yes

Brian: I would eat the child straight off it

Tim: no

Liu: let’s just grab an apple and try our best

Toby: hey Siri what’s 25+6

Ben:

Ben: girl-

Ben: 31

Toby: 29

*playing Poppy Playtime*

Jeff, to a toy oven: come with me, Owen

Liu: Owen needs to stay where he is

Jeff: I will love you, Owen

Jeff: I don’t like to contribute I just like to judge

Liu: but, Jeff, what is a VPN?

Jeff: virtual private gnome

Liu: gnome begins with a g

Jeff: :0

Sally: everything is just too heavy

Sally: even milk like

Sally: why are you heavy

Lyra: honestly liquid needs to calm down

Lyra: you know what we say about

superstitions

Liu: that they’re not real?

Lyra:

Lyra: do you wanna fight

Toby: just like Sonic The Hedgehog we’re going speed dating

Toby: … as he was known to do

Ben: what

Toby: what fictional characters could we see here

Toby: what are you expecting

Lyra: I’m expecting an anime boy

Lyra: I don’t know who else

Toby: Bill Clinton

Lyra: okay

Toby: he’s real

Jeff: I don’t care if Mozart did this when he was five he’s a nerd

Liu, about baboons: they only live up to 30 years in the wild and 45 years in captivity

Jeff: oh my god you’ve only got a couple years left

Ben: life comes at you fast and so does Trombone Champ

Tim: unleash the babussy

Jeff: did you just g note me with a fucking trombone

Jeff: last time I lost my voice. I’m loud as fuck today you’re gonna wish I had

Lyra: they ate

Liu: okay

Jeff: I was 26 doing that on YouTube

Jeff: fuck yeah good for me

Jeff: did you know that we are celebrities

Toby: celebritenis

Jeff: we are vips

Toby: vipenis

Jeff: we are influenc-

Jeff: *vomit noise*

Jeff: what did you just say

Toby: vipenis

Jeff:

Sally: when I did 23andme it said I was 8% lobster and I think we all know why

Brian: I think I looked snatched

Toby: *dies laughing*

Brian: did I use that right

Jeff: look it’s hard being this pretty

Lyra, reading the question: if they were having a party, what would they serve

Jeff: cunt

Jeff: sorry

Toby: I mean anything could’ve slipped onto something

Jeff: what

Toby: I don’t know what I mean

Jeff: oh god

[alaskan-wallflower]

Im a littel late!!

Boys will be boys hcs with the gang

Pony definitely went through a phase where he made his voice impossibly low to try to get girls or something, haunts darry to this day.

The Curtis bros had absolutely no clue you were supposed to wash your bedsheets. I can picture darry having a girl over and shes like "these are kinda dirty" and his ass goes "I already washed them this year"

soda runs around everywhere with the dogs out. BROS FEET ARE NEVER CONTAINED 🙏🙏

modern day two-bit is constantly screaming "English or Spanish!" To the gang. They all stay planted where they are for HOURS.

This ones not so much 'boys will be boys' but super senior dallas and two-bit. Dally will get rejected and thats just the funniest thing on earth to two-bit.

Pony gets so hangry he will literally rip anyone in the area to shreds, do NOT fw hungry pony😞

Johnny like never washes his clothes. Part of it is from the poverty, but darry will ask if he wants his stuff washed and hes just like "its okay they smell fine :3" (they smell like absolute shit)

Steve will wrestle anything with legs that questions him to the ground. If yk him, your not safe, mans is gonna run up behind and BOOM your down

hangry ponyboy mentioned 🗣️🗣️ (seriously tho i know bro just blows up at darry and darry just holds him by the collar while he yells and tries to swing on him like an angry cat 💀 darry’s just like ‘what’s your problem’ til he hears his stomach growl and he’s like ‘oh 😒’) johnny gets hangry too but more sassy so he’ll quip at pony and pony snaps back and they start fighting in the middle of the street 😭

but YES-i agree with all of these-in the movie steve literally had to remind soda to put his shoes on, bro hates socks (and clipping his nails, pony literally wakes up with blood dripping down his legs and he’s like ‘soda 😡😡’

johnny also just doesn’t wanna be a burden-he gets used to the smell at some point but darry will literally make him strip down and wear pony’s clothes and whenever his clothes are actually washed he’s just sitting there with his eyes wide like he’s experiencing the most amazing thing ever and it’s just because his jean jacket is warm and smells like flowers as apposed to blood and sweat 😭

steve would literally just see a spider and be like ‘oh yeah? you givin’ me that look?” and stomps on it because he’s a bitch-pony has a mean side eye and it’s gotten him a number of tackles to the ground and pony’s screaming ‘what did i do’ while steve puts him in a chokehold 😭

‘i already washed them this year’ BRO 😭😭 it’s the same thing with table cloths like there’s a bunch of stains on it and they’re just like ‘this is fine’-i feel like they know some things because their mom was kind of a neat freak but other than that it was four boys in the house-

also nooooo not english or spanish-two bit would love the brainrot era….

also it’s never too late for bits will be boys headcanons. keep em coming fellas

[monosanimegenericzone]

Hunter x Hunter: Tattoos

gwuh im looking at old fanarts of the phantom troupe and imagining different spider tattoo placements.

they're all rougly the same size relative to the person theyre on which is very hard to believe since we've seen a great number of them shirtless with no hint of a spider tattoo. looking directly at you feitan. and we got it confirmed that kortopi's isn't on his face, which is the real loss here :( it was on his face in spirit i just know it.

assuming that we can't have repeat locations, that elminates the small of the back, the left front torso, and between shoulderblades. and right palm if we're counting omokage but allegedly he's not canon so.

so that leaves a number of options that only apply to the few troupe members we haven't seen get their shirts ripped off. my top five coolest locations

option 1: Back of the neck. i think it would be super sexy to just have a spider crawling up or down the neck with its legs wrapping around the throat. it's not applicable to anyone in the troupe since most wear uncollared clothing. it could have been feitan but then he had several shots showing his clean neck. bonolenov as well. which leaves kortopi.

option 2: thigh. personally i give that to shalnark -at least the left thigh- because there's something about a high leg tattoo that feels like he'd get. its the most practical to hide; unless he is going completely nude or getting attacked in the leg, there is little to no reason for it to ever show. that and im choosing to believe the beach mobage cards where he's in swim trunks and we see no tattoo. someone else can have right thigh. probably bono because he also was unbandaged to the boxers and no tattoo.

option 3: calf. going with the theme of legs since we've barely seen most spiders show any ankles- i know, scandelous~~ - I think feitan would get his on his lower leg. because he sounds like the type to take 'being a leg' way too seriously. machi as well purely because. what are those sock things. i want them.

option 4: sternum. It would have been really poetic if chrollo got his in the center of his chest. unfortunately his first appearance has his tits and abs out. sir, put those away. paku also can't for obvious reasons. even though it would have been sexy as hell. idk who would have this really but it'd be very pretty. machi i guess is also an option but i doubt she would choose sternum.

option 5: bicep. a problem again because so many of these fucks wear short sleeves or no sleeves- looking at you shalnark- which leaves franklin and nobunaga as the two that can have bicep tattoos. technically paku as well.

my personal canon for the tattoos: Nobunaga - left bicep, Feitan - right ankle/calf, Machi - left ankle, Hisoka - shoulderblades, Kalluto - right shoulderblade, Phinks - right flank, Shalnark - left thigh, Franklin - right bicep, Shizuku - left torso, Pakunoda - left flank, Bonolenov - right thigh, Uvogin - small of back, Illumi - n/a, Kortopi - back of the neck, Chrollo - ???

if and when i get the ability to draw the troupe i might drop some doodles.

im so abnormal about tattoos its actually insane.

[soupieoopieisloopie]

I always wonder how Beetlejuice would react to someone who looks very sweet and soft but is actually really hardcore. Like death metal, rage room, loves extremely gorey and disturbing media, constantly wanting someone to pick a fight with them so they could pummel them kinda hardcore.

It would be funny if they scared Beetlejuice a bit more than beetlejuice would scare them haha

Here's some drabbles just to get this idea out of my head lol I'm no writer so aa yeah DJSBJZ idk if I captured his Beetlejuice-ness enough ee

No pronouns used but a little (and I mean very little) nsft bc it's beetlejuice lol

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"Hey babes! Ya miss-?" He'd ask as he suddenly appears in their room, loud gutteral screaming stopping him in his tracks for a split second before he basks in it. His breather is glued to the TV as he sways over to their side on the couch. Bloody cries and begs fill the silence between them.

Beetlejuice looks between the TV and his sweet breather, dressed in hello kitty pajamas with a stuffed animal under their arm. Kitten socks on their feet and a bunny hair band holding their hair from the puppy print face mask they have on. Such a stark contrast from the bloody murder playing on the TV. He chuckled to himself as he sat back and continued watching with them, laughing occasionally.

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"I'm going out, Beej. Please behave." You absentmindedly say as you grabbed your keys, heading for the door.

"Where'ya goin? Can I come?" Beetlejuice would say hopefully as he shot up from his place on the couch. You were wearing sweats with one leg covered in cutesy anime Chibis and some logo for the anime you were currently obsessed with and a tank top that read 'BE KIND' In bright letters with stars and smily faces surrounding it (If you have long hair it'll be tied up) you weren't dressed up fancy so he didn't have a clue where you'd be going. It was your day off and he couldn't recall any plans that didn't include suffocating you with his 'love'.

"I'm going to a rage room, helps me decompress." You said with a chuckle, wanting to see how he'd react since you knew he didn't think you had a violent bone in your body. You'd shoo out any bugs that got inside, choosing to let the spiders you'd see around your place be as they helped with other bugs, you weren't overly confrontational either and he'd only ever see you cry when you were really mad. He looked at you from across the room confused but intrigued.

"Rage room? Is that some breather code for orgy?" Beetlejuice sat up on his knees from his previous sitting position, looking dopey and cocky as per usual.

"If you wanted one babes all you had to do was-"

"No! That's not what that means!" You cut him off with a laugh, you always appreciated the demons enthusiasm and humor.

"Its a room where you break stuff! Hence 'rage' room." You explained as you put on your shoes. If he wasn't already interested in joining you, he sure as sugar was now. He'd never seen you take your anger out on anyone or anything for that matter. You tended to cry it out, take a moment and sometimes you'd yell a bit while venting to him but usually he was the one who broke things so he was definitely going to tag along for the ride.

"you can come, but I don't go easy on the stuff in there. Also if appreciate it if you didn't distract me. It's the only time I can take my pent up rage out and have zero consequences." You laugh as you pick up your bright bag with some first aid, water bottles and your wallet and things for your phone Incase you were there for longer than you planned.

Cut to you demolishing every piece of furniture in the room, the safety suit hiding the rage and fire behind your eyes as you yelled out and screamed all the things you'd wish you could say to the people that come in and out of your life. Beetlejuice watching in fascination and a little bit of 'im going to screw their brains out when we get home'

He loved this side of his sweet and cuddly breather.

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You were listening to your usual music when beetlejuice decided now would be the perfect time to yank your headphones from your head and see what kind of cutesy music you were listening to as you went about your day. Safe to say his hears almost bled with the volume of the music, looking at you as if you were an imposter.

"Who are you?? Where's my precious breather??" He'd cry out as he took whatever you were working on from you and held it protectively.

"Beej, stop playing around I want to finish that!" You'd laugh out, only making him back away from you further.

"No! You're not allowed to touch (Y/N's) things!" He'd hiss as he playfully ran around your shared space. He only let up when you managed to bribe him with a few kisses.

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I'm not a writer so djsbjxhs sorry if this is bad LOLOL I read lots of fan fics tho (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆ this was pretty fun to do instead of working out tho haha

[drifting-pieces-blog-blog]

Breaking Down the Comics: Fighting the dead.

Moon Knight, Issue 21: The Master of Night Earth / Murder by Moonlight

It's officially spooky time and have I got a Moon Knight comic double feature cross over event for you! 

The first one features Brother Voodoo! A lot of you probably have no idea who that is. I used to sit in that boat too. (Marvel is not good at keeping up with their characters until they think they can suddenly make them popular or make money off them). 

In fact, Brother Voodoo was once Sorcerer Supreme many years ago when Strange 'retired'. (See 'Search for the Sorcerer Supreme'. A good event that I really enjoyed in which all of Marvel's magical characters got featured). 

Firstly, look at that beautiful cover! I’m a sucker for black and white and rough style drawings. 

Alright! 

So we open up in a port in Haiti. Moon Knight's fighting some gun runners when suddenly a specter appears to join the fight. 

The thugs all run! 

"It is him! The disciple of Papa Jambo!! Brother Voodoo! His spirit has come to fill our hearts with fire!" 

(Moon Knight is no newbie when it comes to Voodoo. He's faced down things like this before in a previous issue.) 

"Well, whatever you are, pal, you sure put the Kibosh on these thugs. They're runnin' faster'n a clock at happy hour!" 

If that isn't Jake talking I'll eat my hat. 

The ghost inhabits one of the running goons and forces the goon to turn and take a stab at Moon Knight. 

Moon Knight socks it to him and accidentally knocks the goon and ghost off the pier and into an escaping speed boat. 

I think the funniest thing here is that the comic now points out that Moon Knight has a two way mic in his cowl that connects to Frenchie. How often do you think Frenchie sits up there just listening to it all? 

While Moon Knight is no Spider-man, he does often talk to 'himself' or have a snippy running commentary. 

"Guess ya heard my prize winnin' monologue, Frenchie. The birds've flown, so you might as well bring down the chopper to pick up--Huh? Drums!" 

That's right. The sound of drums fill the air and a man appears in a wall of flames. 

I think my favorite thing is how much Moon Knight recognizes his poor luck and when things go weird. 

Moon Knight has certainly seen his fair share of mystical and weird things so he takes it in stride, of course. 

"Who in blazes are you?!" 

As meetings go, this is pretty tame. Considering every time Moon Knight meets someone they end up fighting (with one notable exception coming up in another issue). 

We get a brief review on who they are. Jericho Drum is Brother Voodoo! 

Moon Knight introduces himself, "I'm a lot of things at a lot of different times, Pal, most of 'em based in New York, but before New York, ONE of those things was a mercenary, a soldier for hire. Y'see, I've fought a lot of fights under a lot of flags and identities... But I've probably enjoyed my free agent mercenary experience the most." 

An interesting introduction. I take a strong feeling of Jake earlier with the accent and speech patterns. (Not to mention use of the word Kibosh, which is actually not Yiddish, but Irish slang that is often mistaken as yiddish!) Yet, Jake doesn't like to leave New York. He'd rather stay where he is comfortable and has the upper hand. 

Here, with the instant description as his old days as a Merc that enjoyed the fight so much that he still does it, one might get the impression it's Marc. 

BUT... 

"You might say that's what I'm doin' now--What I'm the very best at, and doin' it by way of my identity as a costumed clown. And though I got money to burn--I don't mind pickin' up a little extra cash." 

"Then you were paid to come here to Haiti?" 

"You might say that, too." 

Marc picks up his old job with resistance. He has never been one to jump in the saddle and go out hunting for money. Not anymore. 

But there's more: 

"I did my homework before acceptin' the assignment, if THAT'S what you mean. Enough to know Im on the side of the angels." 

One gets the feeling that Marc is doing what he does best with the prodding of something he needs to do. Perhaps co-fronting with Jake as a sort of protector. Letting Jake run things to keep his spirits up and prevent him from crashing and burning like he did in Israel. 

An early sign, perhaps, that they are struggling but learning to work together. 

Anyways, back to the story! 

Brother Voodoo explains that Haiti has suffered many coup d'etats and there is a current terrorist attempt to take over. He is head of security here and he offers to pay Moon Knight handsomely if he agrees to help stop the latest attempted overthrow. 

Brother Voodoo warns him of “Houngans, the lord of the crossroads and demons, master of night earth, night forests, and zuvembies and voodoo.” 

Moon Knight first scoffs at the notion of REAL voodoo but then takes pause not to scoff at such things when he saw this man become a sort of ghost first hand. 

"The spirit you saw was my slain brother, Daniel." (See Brother Voodoo backstory to find out more! But basically his brother was killed and now acts as a spirit at his side that can inhabit people to help the cause). 

Let's back up a moment. Houngans, also known as Oungan in real life Haitian, is a male priest in Haitian Vodou. A powerful man that can work with the spirits. 

Moon Knight sends Frenchie off with his chopper to dispose of the stolen munitions they recovered. Meanwhile, Brother Voodoo and he take a boat down the river to track down the escaped speedboat. 

Daniel, the spirit brother, has inhabited one of the thugs still and will help guide them to the safehouse. 

On the way there, they encounter Zombies on gators! 

I’m going to add this informally to my check list of animals Moon Knight has fought. Zombie gators and Zombie snakes. That’s a new one there, Moon Knight buddy. 

Brother Voodoo and Moon Knight put up a fight, but it's hard to kill what's already dead. 

Just when it seems to be a lost fight, the zombies suddenly start to retreat! 

It would seem that the grand leader doesn't yet have full control of the undead. 

The zombies head down one direction and Daniel's spirit went down the other. Frenchie shows up and Moon Knight head off to fight the terrorists while Brother Voodoo sets out to track down the zombies. 

Marc and Frenchie find a fortress deep in the swamp. Meanwhile, Brother Voodoo comes across a waterfall that comes out just on the other side of the fortress! 

Moon Knight attempts to glide in to save him from the waterfall but Voodoo refuses and goes over the edge. 

I just want to say how much I ADORE this art right now. It’s the formless features of the face hidden in darkness with the eyes. Old Moon Knight cowl was just amazing and O dig classic costume. LOOK AT IT. 

Moon Knight is surrounded by thugs with guns and thinks it might be the end when drums start up again! 

Brother Voodoo appears and the ghost of his brother returns while the thugs make a run for it. 

The art of surprise is over, but they decide to use stealth to sneak in. 

And we all know how Moon Knight does with stealth... 

Do I have a crash through the window counter? I really should have started one of those... 

He’s such a drama king. 

Anyways, if Moon Knight is asking for five minutes alone with a guy, it isn't going to go well for that guy. 

Moon Knight confronts the smartly dressed man and demands the rest of his money. 

(Does everyone owe him money? Marc what the hell you been doing?) 

The man gives Moon Knight the owed money then tells him that Brother Voodoo has joined the terrorists and needs to be taken out. 

"No dice, Giscard. I've been paid in full to stop the terrorists, and that's just what I'm gonna do... Startin' with you, the stinkin' leader of the terrorists!" 

The man hired Moon Knight to stop terrorists, which were a few sacrificial goons, in order to look good to the government leaders. Meanwhile, he was staging the coup while pretending to be stopping it! 

Honestly, Marc should have caught wind of this earlier. I'm sure he's been in charge of MANY coups and run with plenty of warmongers. 

He hits a trap button and Moon Knight is shot with a poison dart! 

Moon Knight awakens to find himself staring down the villain, now dressed in a new outfit. 

"You see, Moon Knight, I play three roles...You have seen me in two of them- as the Government security chief and as the leader of the revolutionary forces seeking to topple that government. But now, you see me in my third and most important role- the Grand Bois, leader of the unholy trinity, lord of the crossroads and demons...The Master of the Night earth and night forests!" 

He gives a long convoluted speech explaining how he will soon gain control over death once the full moon has fully risen. 

Once he has full control over death he will raise his zombie army to take over Haiti. 

During his speech, Moon Knight has slipped his restraints. 

Zombies show up again and so does Brother Voodoo. 

They fight the zombies and try to shatter the large mcguffin that is helping to control them. 

Moon Knight calls in Frenchie with the big guns and he uses the chopper's gunfire to break the mcguffin and send the Zombies back to their graves. 

The goons show up and turn on the villain, deciding they are tired of the zombies. Turns out they weren't too happy to see their ancestors turned into zombies. 

He offers his pay to Brother Voodoo, seeing how the money came from Haiti’s treasury in the first place. 

Let’s give away this bread. 

What an interesting crossover. 

The implication of Marc working as a Merc again under the guise of Moon Knight, accepting money, to stop a coup. There's a lot going on there. He doesn't need the money. It's just more to toss onto Steven's pile. And I'm Sure Steven would not be thrilled to have to deal with more laundered and ill-be-gotten cash. 

And then there's the whole feel that this is NOT Marc, but Jake. But also Marc. Like a combination of the two. Like Marc felt he needed to help a government that he probably at one point help over throw and put into chaos... But he needed someone to oversee him. To do some hand holding to prevent him from reverting to old tactics, flashbacks, or guilt. 

Maybe I'm putting too much into it, but after the issues that preceded this one, maybe Marc isn't ready to settle in yet but also is trying to do some good as a Merc but as Moon Knight.

It was also interesting to hear him talk about his other identities and actually refer to Steven as "the other guy".

And there was also a nice counter to the villain being three roles: Government rich guy, Leader of a coup, and then the religious zealot.

Counter that with Steven, Marc, and Jake in their own roles.

Generally when there are cross over issues, it's an effort to get people interested in the other character enough to go look into their comics and start reading those too. So there really is a general light version of both characters without a lot of weight or back story. They don't want to off put people just tuning in with a lot of lore and things you should know.

So the skirting of the Marc vs. his identity as the merc without guilt issue is avoided here. This issue is for Brother Voodoo.

(And you know what? Those tactics work because I got into Moon Knight because of a Moon Knight cross over issues and went "Who the fuck is this guy?!")

-

BONUS ISSUE! "MURDER BY MOONLIGHT" by Alan Zelenetz. 

Oh boy you guys. This is a Khonshu story! 

"Under the timeless gaze of the ancient Egytpain god, More than Marc Spector have known the power of Khonshu.... TALES OF KHONSHU"

We open up on a full moon and a city in distress. An officer has been shot killed and the perp is on the loose! 

A man named Herb Russell runs through the botanical gardens. The narration paints him as ruthless and a man that won't stand to loose. 

Tired of running, he turns to find he's landed at the Brooklyn Museum "where a late evening lecture series is still in progress." 

"Hey, if I can cool it a couple of hours in there, then I just leave with the crowd like a respectable citizen - ha!- when it opens in the morning, and no worries." 

He sneaks into the museum and into the night lecture being conducted by a famed Egyptologist "Dr. Richard Mark". 

He lectures on the benefits of X-rays for examining mummies without having to disturb them or dishonor them. 

He explains that he plans to radiograph some more things before the exhibit opens in the morning. 

Hmmm... I sense foreshadowing. 

Meanwhile, upstairs, Herb Russell is sneaking through the Egyptian exhibit. 

"I'll bet this stuff must be worth a lotta dough. I oughta swipe somethin' before I leave." 

Ah yes…. The Khonshu statue. ……Wait. How did it get there? It’s supposed to be in the desert waiting for Marc to raise him from the dead. That’s the cloak that Marc streals to make as his own cape. What’s he doing in a museum in Brooklyn? 

He's so judgy.

This will end well. 

The night guard takes a look around and deems no one there then leaves. 

Now, Russell tries to leave the sarcophagus only to find the lid stuck! 

' "What is the punishment of the sinner?" Reads the heiroglypic proverb painted along the mummy case... "Evil shall pursue him and the soul which sins shall die." ' 

Come morning, we seed the Egyptologist prepping for the exhibit and taking radiographs. 

Let’s pretend that maybe there are in fact multiple Khonshu statues. There was, after all, a moon cult back in the day when Ra fell out of favor and people decided Khonshu was the way to go. So there may have been more than one statue or temple. So Marc dies at one, takes that statue home. There is another in the museum. Maybe one in London too because London has half of Egypt. 

Anyways, Khonshu has always been a judgy dick. Also what a way to go. Spooky, right? 

Zombies and scary stories of suffocating in coffins under the judgy gaze of a moon god…. What a way to kick off the spooky season! (this comic came out in July of 1982). 

What do you guys think? What about the sudden change in Marc’s behavior in the first part? What about the duplicate statues all over? 

[autisticidiot]

my spider-man collection !! + loadssss of my rambling (as per usual) and a calculation of how much it costs cuz @marshber's post had me curious about mine !! :3 a lot of my collection is just gifts from people hehe ^_^ the images r all over the place..

ohh my god it's so blurry T_T anyways,, 11 comics, 4 magazines and 1 omnibus :3 i stopped getting the magazines because uhhh.. i couldn't find them in my co-op anymore aha. also they were kinda pricy i guess.. they had these lil plastic toys sometimes. made me feel bad for some reason lol,, @-@ maybe i'll get some specific one of the website but uh yeah.

i think all my comics feature chameleon hehe ☆(ゝω·)v except the daily bugle one. that was my first !!

my plushes !! i thinkkk the first one i got was the 2nd one. his head is like that because he got lobotomised and had to get stitched back up ! ^_^ his head was still kinda funny looking before that though lol. the one i got after that is the squishmallow !! it was a birthday gift from my friend !! yayayaya it's my favourite of the bunch. very soft (๑•̀ㅁ•́ฅ✧ the b i g head one makes thwip sounds !!

oh and my bed covers !! i love them a lot :]

my figures (ignore the black blob pls >_<‶) + some extra !! that gwen helicopter turns into a motorcycle !! i got it for free :3 it's part of a set i think but i don't have it. the lil spidey is a rubber !! it was a mystery thing. i wanted to get one of the villains,, but i suppose nothing beats good old spidey >_^

i keep shocker and electro in the packaging because umm.. it's easier to store lol. and i would keep the packaging anyway it's nice :3 i still have the packaging for my pins lol and chameleon is forever imprisoned because he's made of lead i think. apparently it's fine but i'm an anxious person lol

i loveeee the feel of mayhem's hair.. and i just really like the pop. prowler's heads broken 😔 he was like that when i first got him. tried to fix him but it just broke again.. maybe it's meant to be  o(TωT)o 

..and everything else !! (+ stuff that i forgot to put in the others lol)

i wear that spider-man shirt for like everything lol !! with a specific pair of jeans. and spider-man socks :P AND OH WAIT I FORGOT TO PUT MY SPIDER-MAN VANS.. ill put those after this !! :3 there's 2 more pairs of socks but they're in the wash.

my spider-man water bottle is scuffed because it fell out of my bag and spent a day outside o_o

my spider-man vans !! <3

anyways the total price of this !! retail price. and converted to pounds if needed. unless it doesn't say and i can't find it then it's just estimated. and im really bad at estimating !! and i may have accidentally added a couple more or less !! is: £484.83

.. woah !! i think the vans do a lot of heavy lifting since (from what i searched online..) the retail price is $134.99.. but um yeah wow (´⊙ω⊙`)

[beauleifu]

I think syntax puts milks before cereal Im sure about this

AND PLUS THAT MF PROBABLY SLEEPS WITH SOCKS

EYO HEADCANNON TIME

If he doesn't do it naturally he'll do it to piss you off. This idiot spider will literally set it up in front of you, if you're sitting at the counter or whatever, and will pour in the milk before cereal. Deadpan. Complete silence. Utter fury on your end.

But if he actually cares about you and what you think of him, he'll probably make his cereal in secret and then bring it out to eat with you. But eventually you'll catch him point blank.

He'll be like. in the pantry. Pouring milk before cereal because he's stubborn and wont break a bad habit.

he'll look up at you like a deer caught in headlights. Like a little boy caught stealing cookies. Guilt. Fear. You totally sit him down on the couch and he's all head bowed in shame as you tell him off like "babe im not gonna judge you but it's weird that you deem it necessary to make your cereal in the pantry."

and SOCKS

He's very partial to socks that have designs printed on them.

Why not?? He gets bored easily and seeks distractions from his day to day endless rampage of techwork. He'll be out shopping and find a cool pair that he knows no one would ever see.

until you came along

you guys live in a freaking apartment together, there's no way he wont accidentally slip up and wear those adorable fluffy socks around the place. You may or may not point them out when you first see them tho, because one; you dont want to scare him off. and 2; you're shell shocked with surprise.

like these are those fluffy ass PANDA SOCKS you saw in the store that one day and hes WEARING THEM.

You did NOT buy those fuckers

HE TOTALLY DID

[tom-toms11]

TW's for violence, scar descriptions, torture, death mentions, and swearing(etc. i dunno)

in a roleplay im in, it started at before the nuke but after everything else(-wilbur leaving for fucking Utah) and the nuke not going off.

its basically a combination of this other smp im in(HalflingSMP) and the DreamSMP

a lot of cringe lore and drama happened in it that may not be the best but it keeps me sane :)

i just came here to rant about headcanons on him and looks :D

Tommys now looks:

his eyes are a bit paler blue

he has 2 streaks of white in his hair from the 2 revivals hes gone through

he has wings that go to his ankles, and when extended are 2 and a half armlengths outwards. the feathers are a mix of light and some dull blonds, and the tips of his wings are abnormally white from the revival, as it the white was on its way to swallow the blond.

he has a mostly blind eye from the L'manburg explosions debre and random scars on his face and body from the wars.

his hand is scarred from techno stomping on it

theres a messily cut scar all around his neck, around halfway, another one that linked to it aswell. he hides this with the ripped curtain piece Phil gave him.

a light blue wing friendly sweater with a cloud stitched on one of the corners, tan cargo pants, socks, and black combat boots. adding a dull red colored beanie aswell

his hair has two snow white streaks in his light blond hair, its long, fluffy, and is usually put in a low ponytail.

he has random colorful, or not, bandaids on his face and body and hoards lil stickers.

he constantly has eyebags due to the paranoia of defencelessly sleeping. he loves head rubs/pets even when he doesnt show it. close ones can touch his wings -its a close feeling to the head rubs/pets and calms him-

he immediately caws back whenever Philza caws, being a joke or serious. he has dilated pupils when his head or wings are gently taken care of. he still sometimes makes trills, calls, and chirps out of instinct to respond to people. in his house theres a special room for his nest of blankets assorted with things from/stolen from his friends and family. he also has his cow plush, Henry, and his spider plush, Shroud in the nest.

he rejects that he does it but he leaves random gifts and trinkets at his friends homes

if you read this far, thank you for listening!(/seeing) -Tommy

[vaughnz]

"what do you think they are doing at school right now?" filled the empty quite room, ant and spider didn't go to school today because the school had had some stupid carnival on which neither agreed to go to, so instead they agreed to lie in bed together face to face with each other and talk about non-sense. the sun was shining down onto their faces making ants brown eyes look like honey and gold, it wasn't supposed to be sunny today, the weathercast said it was going to rain day through night non-stop but obviously not.

spider reached his hand over to tuck an overgrown peace of hair behind ants ear and kiss his forehead, this was all platonic, they both agreed to keep thing platonic between them and if something other then that happened their memories would toss it away and never be brung up again. "its so quite, were so quite and were nothing like that at all, if i were at the carnival i would be acting if i had rode rage." spider sighed out, "i mean i, personally, am the quite one of us two because your always acting like your on a sugar-rush 25/8." ant reached a hand out to push some hair out of his face and pushed his body up to sit on ne heel tucked under his leg.

"best we get up to something while were home, better then rotting in bed all day and getting sad," spider groaned and stood up and  onto the very scratchy carpet under his socks, "what is there to do? break into the school? sign up for the military?" ant groaned "don't be silly we could, i don't know what a movie or something, go roller-skating some shit like that whatever man," his phone rang on the bedside table but he couldn't be bothered answering it considering it was probably his dad asking him to buy more beer for him for when he gets home instead of going to the pub, ridiculous.

"how about we..." he snapped his fingers, "stay in bed and rot all day and be sad.",  "haha very funny, we could just watch a movie then if your gonna be no help and give us suggestions on what to do." he returned back wit a petty smile and flopped back onto the bed, ant left the room to go down to the basement to grab a couple cd's and movies or whatever the fuck he could find.

"okayyy so we got...shit movies!" he chucked them onto the desk and grabbed a random cd and put it into the movie player. spider got up and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed next to ant who was fiddling with his fingers, "what's wrong man?" sigh, "nothing just..just nothing lets just watch the movie 'kay?" he replied with that sweet smile and cuddled up against him leaning his arms over his shoulders and his head in the crook of spiders neck. that stupid expensive cologne from some stupid French perfume company.

"hey spider would you ever date me? not saying i like you or anything I'm just wondering that's..all." spider rubbed his hand up and down ants shoulder and sighed looking down (emo alert), "i mean we could or already do have a platonic relationship, but if your asking about a real relationship, i don't know im just trying to figure myself out," ant leaned out of spiders comfort and put his hands in his lap, "and all this map shit going on, look if  we were put on that map together we would have never been were we are right now..i know I'm saying a lot but i just feel like us being platonic is right for us because we've been friends for how long i can remember," spider fiddled with the S necklace around his neck and just let out a blunt sigh, "and your my best mate and i can never lose you man. i love you and will for how long i can."

ant stared up at him in daze, he didn't know what to say, he understood him, understood him so well.

"i love you too man."

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Heartbreak High (TV 2022) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Anthony “Ant” Vaughn/Spencer “Spider” White, Anthony “Ant” Vaughn & Spencer “Spider” White Characters: Anthony “Ant” Vaughn, Spencer “Spider” White Additional Tags: Fluff, Platonic Cuddling, Trans Anthony “Ant” Vaughn, but its not mentioned, Just a silly headcanon of mine, Best Friends, Platonic Kissing, Spider has ADHD, realness, Platonic Relationships Summary:

Ant and Spider

[twilghtkoo]

in which, it’s the first day of fall and you really wanna get into the spirit of spooky season

pairings. idol!haechan x reader (f)

genre. suggestive??, implied smut, established relationship

warnings. haechan is horny, pouty haechan bc… also not proofread cus im lazy

-

it is the first of october, it’s the end of summer, it is fall. weather will be getting cooler, leaves will start to change colors and fall. your tv channels will start playing the seasonal spooky movies and shows. it’s your favorite season. and in your way to celebrate this big day, for you, is to go to the store and splurge on all the fall things. as well as dragging your boyfriend.

“are you busy halloween? should we do couple costumes?” you eagerly ask your boyfriend, who’s walking in sync with you with his arm hanging over your shoulder.

“you should dress in something hot.” he suggests, poking your sides that’s holding an iced coffee that you and him are sharing.

you roll your eyes at his suggestion, but you mentally take note on finding a costume to surprise him with.

while pushing the shopping cart, you both walk all the way to the back of the store where the halloween section is. the orange and black decorating the section of the floor, making you feel nostalgic, making you smile involuntarily.

your eyes set upon one thing, making you gasp and leaving haechan behind as you quickly push the cart. “baby! look, matching halloween socks!” you exclaim, staring at the big pile of a variety of halloween socks. ones with black cats, pumpkins, ghosts, skeletons, bats, you name it.

you didn’t get a response back, figuring that haechan went to look around another aisle. shrugging, you continued to dig through the pile for cute pairs of socks for you and haechan to match.

“baby, let’s get you this costume.” you hear haechan behind you.

turning around, haechan is holding up a black spider-man body suit. the random lady on the picture of the costume is doing the signature spider-man web shoot pose.

you scoff, “no.” 

“why not? fuck you’d look so hot.” he whines. he huffs, tossing the costume back on the shelf.

you smirk, ignoring him as you slowly walk through the costumes aisle.

“how about you wear this?” you grin, holding up the minion inflatable costume against his chest. 

cackling with the image of him in it embedded into your brain already. he looks down at what you’re holding only to push your hands away with a pout.

you smirk, putting it back on the shelf. haechan grabs your arm as he clings to you, he nuzzles his head on your shoulder, the top of his head is tickling your neck from his hair.

“come on, i can be mj and you be peter.” 

“isn’t it supposed to be the other way around,” you question. “peter.” teasing him with his english name. you know damn well, haechan just wants to be tamed like the brat he is. lord only knows what’s going through your boyfriend’s mind right now and why on earth he’s horny right now. 

you’re not judging, just enjoying him suffering with his thoughts.

“i’m not paying for it.” you simply state, casually walking away to another aisle with fall decorations.

lightly implying that, you won’t buy it but if you do i’ll wear it.

haechan perks up, grinning as he turns around to grab the costume in your size to place it inside the cart, triumphantly. he catches up to you as you place a small, clay, kitten that has a white cloth over it, and two holes cut out for its eyes. it’s ears poking through the cloth. you don’t know where you’re going to put this in your house. but it looked at you. and it’s cute. so in the cart it goes.

as he involuntarily smiles at your cute interests, he goes up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist, peppering light kisses against the top your head then down towards your neck. 

he nudges your hair out of his way with his nose, before his lips attack your neck. you still in your spot, your eyes wandering the store to see if anyone is around you both. you’re pretty sure you would die of embarrassment if someone spotted you. 

you elbow him in his side, he only grunts in pain but his lips never detach from your skin. “can’t you wait til we’re at home or in the car.” you whine, but don’t put much effort in stopping him.

he knows your enjoying this just as much as him.

you can feel the heat pooling in your underwear, huffing. “ugh, let’s go pay for this and go.” you push him away before practically rushing to the front of the store to self-checkout. haechan watches you from behind as he follows behind at his own pace. his hands in the pockets of his joggers.

he’ll take you back to the store tomorrow and buy whatever the fuck you want, but right now he wants you.

[4ngeldusstt]

Sweet and violent

A/N: (cute ash and fluff) this is random i dont really know what the fuck is this or how i got the idea i just wrote and this came out anyway next thing imma give u it’ll be better i promise <3

Warning: none

Word count: 830

Part 2

Today was your favorite day of the whole year, the one you waited for and everyone that knew you was aware of how much you loved it.

Halloween.

Since you where little your parents made this tradition of making halloween night like christmas, each year they put up decorations all around the house, you would watch horror movies and bake cookies with your mum, just like christmas night but spooky and they would give you some little gifts that fitted the theme, this year you got spider web socks, candy and a book about this serial killer that you’ve been wanting.

Like every year, there was a party going on tonight and for sure you were going, you’ve been planing your outfit since last year, you tried so hard to outdo each years costume and people awaited to see what you came up for each year.

Kat picked you up along with your friends, but before going to the party y’all made a little stop at Fez’s store to get some drinks and some of your friends wanted something to get high, Fez was your best friend even though you were head over heels in love with him, but keep it a secret. Your parents loved him and ash so much they even got ash a present this year. You were so excited to see his reaction that you couldnt wait to give it to him so you brought it with you cause you knew you were going to stop by.

“Hi fez!” You said entering the place a smile appearing on your face at the sight of him

“Ay babygirl how you doin’?” “Damn ma look atchu lookin all pretty, come on give me a lil spin let me see u in that lil costume of yours.” He said grabbing your hand as he gave you a spin making you let out a little giggle, he was admiring every detail, you did in fact look beautiful.

“How’s the night going? Whatcha got this year huh?” He knew for so many years and for a fact knew tonight was your favorite thing in the whole world.

“Spider web socks and a book about this serial killer that i wanted sooo bad.”

Some people might think you were weird, but for him you were just perfect, he loved hearing your talk about true crime and murders even if it was a weird topic, he loved to see how your eyes lit up talking about the things you were interested in.

“Thats cool ma.” He flashed you a smile.

“I almost forgot, my parents left a little present for ashy at my house!”

“Oh shit really? Thats sweet he’s in the back.”

You gave him a nod as you entered a fridge that lead to a not so secret room in the back of the store.

“Hey y/n! Happy halloween, you look pretty.”

“Thank you sweetheart, here, this is for you.” You gave him a paper bag that had Ash written in the front. You could see his face lighting up.

The bag contained some halloween candy, chocolates and a game that he’s been wanting for the longest time, it was quite violent but knowing this kid it was nothing he was scared about, he’s seen and done some shit.

“No way!! Oh my god y/n! Thank you so much, i’ll come by tomorrow to thank your parents too in person.” He gave you the biggest hug, he was actually happy and it made you all warm inside to see him act like an actual kid.

“Im glad you like it little one.” You said patting his head, as fez entered the small room.

“Look bro! Theres so much candy in here and look, the game i’ve been wanting!”

“Thats cool little dude, you happy?”

He nodded happily bringing the plastic case to his chest.

Before heading out you stopped right in front of Fez “I got something else for you but you’ll have to wait after the party, but here’s something.” you gave him a cherry sucker and winked at him.

“See you at the party?” You said before exiting the room.

“Of course ma” he was mesmerized, his only thought were attempts to discover what you had prepared for him, why after the party?

“See you guys later, love you” they both said their goodbyes back as you exited the store making your way to the car with the rest of your friends as Maddy entered to get some stuff she needed really quick.

“Hey fez, is ash in the back?”

“Yo mads, wassup? Yeah he in the back.”

After she got her stuff she stoped facing him, with a teasing look in her face.

“You know? We went shopping yesterday and y/n got some cute stuff from Victoria’s Secret, you can guess what your surprise will be.” She said laughing and made her way out, leaving just Fez in there, thoughts running through his head.

“fuck, this girl is going to be the death of me.” He mumbled to himself.

[spideymichelle]

So about Ned as a villain but only being mildly annoying to Peter and Peter only. Hobgoblins are tangentially related to brownies in folklore. Brownies are little fairy people who live in well loved houses and come out at night to do basic little chores and tasks. And generally they only asked for a saucer of milk and honey in return. But more broadly the brownie will happily perform little chores and stuff so long as the family respects the house and the brownie. But if the family stops being respectful then the brownie turns into a boggart and plays mean tricks and mischief until the family respects them again. And I think it would be really funny if Ned annoyed the hell out of Peter until Peter learned to love and respect himself again. Like, until Peter actually starts balancing his own life with being Spider-man better, he will always have one sock missing from the dryer and both sides of his pillow will always be sweaty and uncomfortably warm.

ANON IM OBSESSED WITH YOU I LOVE THIS .... NED BULLYING PETER EVERYDAY MAKING HIS DAY A LITTLE WORSE EXACTLY UNTIL HE STARTS LOVING HIMSELF AGAIN AND PUTTING EFFORTS IN THEIR FRIENDSHIP I SEE THE VISION

[moonlitmeeks]

celebrating halloween with chris noel !

type; headcanons

warnings; brief food mentions, swearing

request; hey could you write headcanons for celebrating halloween with chris noel (gn reader) - anon

a/n; hi,, id love to!! i adore this concept omg - im so sorry about how long this took, but i hope you like them!!

chris loves halloween with her whole heart, so please be prepared to go all out with her in celebrations

she has a full out plan for activities for you both to do on the day, and in the run up

decorating for halloween is one of the most important things in her mind

a few days (or weeks) before hand, she'll invite you over to her place

as soon as you enter, there's bags and boxes of decorations everywhere, your girlfriend in the middle of them all grinning at you

"so, where should we start?" "babe, how did you even find this much stuff?"

depending on who's tallest, they boost the other in order to be able to hang up the fake spider webs and orange and black garlands

skeletons and bats are hung from any space you can find

you both keep getting tangled in the cobwebs

its terrifying until you realise they're fake

and she has an abundance of candles to light to give off a cosy feel

there's at least four pumpkins you carved the other day displayed outside

it's a lot of work

but the look on your girlfriend's face would make you do it ten times over if she'd ask

the day of actual halloween, chris is bouncing off of the walls

even if you weren't going to a party, chris would insist you both dress up, as what's halloween without a costume?

she would love to do couples costumes

maybe an angel and a devil

because come on, chris would make a perfect angel. have you seen her when she opens the door in her first scene?

she'd have a ton of horror movies lined up for you to choose from, ranging from mildly fear inducing to all out terrifying

although she's not too easily scared, she takes the chance to hold onto you and bury her face into your shoulder, even if it isn't all that scary

"chris, literally nothing is happening." "oh, so you're gonna tell me to let go of you? wow..." "no!"

and if you're easily scared too?

god you'll be clinging to each other for the rest of the night

"what the fuck was that?!" "i don't know, my eyes are closed!"

you only break apart to answer the door to any trick or treaters

chris was so eager once she slipped on her socks and fell down the hallway

you answered the door with tears of laughter streaming down your face, chris crumpled in a heap behind you

but candy isn't only reserved for the kids, no

chris sets out at least three bowls of different sweets for you both to pick at

once you've recovered from your horror movie marathon, a dance party is a must

she'll put on her halloween playlist, with songs like thriller, somebody's watching me, the monster mash, etc

all of the classics

and you'll dance until your feet hurt

it's an undeniably amazing night

but if you prefer to go out, chris always knows someone who's throwing a party

and you know you will both be the best dressed there by miles

is more than happy to serve you punch in the gaudy skeleton cups someone bought, not without absolutely horrific puns

she doesn't want to leave your side the whole night

its perfect

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[parkersharthook]

Love For All

Peter Stark-Rogers & Stark-Rogers!reader (twins)

warnings: mentions of drinking/being drunk, pretty fluffy

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a/n: happy pride month (lol I queued this in february just so I didn’t forget to post it) anyways im bi and pls know my page is a safe space for everyone 💗💜💙

Fluffy piece where Tony and Steve are chosen as the grand marshalls for the pride parade and it becomes a family affair.

“this just in, you all officially have the coolest dads in history!” Tony bellowed as he dramatically entered the common space, Steve right behind him with a plethora of eye rolls.

Right as you were about to protest, Bucky chimed in, “neither of you are my father.”

“with the way I’ve saved your sorry ass? Might as well be.”

“saved my sorry ass? Oh Stevie, have you forgotten who pulled your ass out of every back alley fight you got into? Or have the years 1932 to 1941.”

“I did not start a fight in 1932!” Steve argued back, hands placed firmly on his hips.

“bullshit! 5 years old, playground 2 blocks over, Arthur Williams.”

Steve frowned slightly, “damn I forgot about that.”

Beside you Peter snorted, “you got into a fight when you were 5?”

“Wow darling, you came out of the womb with righteous indignation didn’t you?” Tony added with a small smirk as he moved to rest against the back of the couch.

Steve threw his hands up in defeat, “oh haha laugh it up. Yes I’m old, yes I’m stubborn. Can we please just go back to how we’re cool?”

“Wait before that, back to the ‘not my fathers thing’ does this mean you see yourselves as the team fathers? Because if you’re adopting more people, I want in!” Clint said cheerfully.

“Sorry we capped out at four.”

You stuck your tongue out at Clint with a little ‘ha ha’ because you were mature like that. “anyways… why do you think you are the coolest dads? I wanna get my rebuttal in soon.”

Tony bopped the back of your head playfully as he dropped a very rainbow piece of paper into your lap. Peter instantly leaned into your space to read it. You pushed him back with a shove to the forehead. “relax nerd I’m gonna read it out loud.”

“hurry up I’m getting antsy.” You threw an unimpressed look at Clint who had practically crawled into Bucky’s lap to get closer, not that Bucky minded.

“Chill.” You smoothed out the paper and held it up, “All hail the next Grand Marshals of NYC Pride, Tony Stark and Steve Rogers. We are happy to formally announce the two superheroes and super husbands as our fearless leaders of the float parade this year.”

“That’s the public announcement they put out, turn it over to read the letter they sent us.”

“Dear Mr. Anthony and Steven Stark-Rogers, we are so excited to welcome you into our NYC Pride Parade family. As this year’s appointed Grand Marshals it is both our duty and pleasure to pass the Pride Baton over to you. Included in this letter you will find the rules and expectations of our Grand Marshals, as well as what is permitted for first floats. We would love if you extended this invitation to your entire circle of family and friends to join you in the parade and on your float.”

You put the paper down and tilted your head back to stare at your dad, “you? Grand Marshal? Really?”

“What’s so shocking about that?”

“umm…. You’re old and not cool.”

Bucky sputtered a laugh beside you as Tony bopped you on the head again.

“Was this your way of telling us to come to pride with you?” Peter asked.

Steve shook his head as he flopped into a nearby loveseat, “actually this was our way of telling you that we need your help coming up with ideas for the float and how to decorate it. But of course we want you to join us on the float, we’ll be inviting the rest of the team as well.”

“I’ll help decorate but Bi-derman is making another appearance this year.”

Tony slapped his forehead, “can you take your old suit at least? The paint was a bitch to get off last time.”

Peter rolled his eyes, “the old suit chafes.”

You grimaced, “I hate this conversation.”

“I think you should do a dog themed float, Lucky can be our mascot.”

Bucky sighed, “of course that’s your suggestion.”

“what about the history of pride? Recognizing the Stonewall Riots and the two black transgender females that started it all. Plus then we can also advocate for Black Lives Matter. Make it clear that to support one, you have to support the other. Educate and entertain.”

Tony smiled, “that’s not a bad idea y/n.”

Steve looked at you with hopeful eyes, “are you willing to help organize and coordinate?”

“can I invite friends to help?”

“yes.”

You smiled, “then yes.”

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“when I said organize and coordinate, I didn’t mean take over the conference room we use regularly for avengers meetings.” Steve said with a deep sigh

“it’s the only one with a vending machine.” MJ helpfully pointed out, taking another large bite of her pizza slice.

“yeah it was the only way to get Clint to sit through meetings without leaving to get food.” Steve explained as he stepped into the room and took in the large array of papers everywhere. The four teenage girls that occupied the room were all busy with one thing or another, looking intense and determined.

MJ snorted, “figures.” Her hand ghosted over the page again, dragging the pencil with it and creating another addition to her sketch.

Steve’s brow furrowed for a moment and he took a step closer to get a better look, “is that me?”

MJ nodded coolly but offered no other explanation. Betty huffed a laugh, “we’re trying to design both you and Mr. Stark crown-like head pieces.”

“crowns?”

You rolled your eyes, “Pops, you really do only hear what you wanna hear. Crown-like head pieces. I know dad would go for a full ass crown but I knew you wouldn’t and we want you two to match.”

Steve studied the photos of celebrities that were projected on the wall. “and that?”

“The 2018 Met Gala. Theme: heavenly bodies. There were a bunch of great head pieces that night, we’re using it for inspiration.” Gwen supplied, “let us know if there’s any you like.”

“I wanna go in a Cardi B direction.” You stated without taking your eyes off your computer screen, you’ve obviously already committed every possible headpiece to memory.

“don’t taint his selection with bias!” Betty cried

MJ waved her off easily, “there’s no way he knows who Cardi B is.”

“thanks for the confidence MJ.” She just smiled cheekily at him.

“I think he should choose something like what Frances McDormand was wearing.” Gwen stated with a small smile

MJ laughed, “as much as I think that would look amazing, there’s no way he’s picking that.”

“who’s this?”

You barely had to glance at the photo to recognize the red and gold dress and of course the iconic headpiece, “Black Lively.”

“Okay well I like that, it’s simple.”

“what about…” Gwen drawled as she typed something and new photo, a larger one, took over the whole wall, “Something like SZA’s?”

Steve took a step back and grimaced slightly, “it’s kinda… big.”

“But if it were smaller?” Gwen pressed politely

“I suppose.” Steve glanced around at the four girls. “You guys have a lot of stuff planned.”

“Oh yeah.” You looked up with a big grin, meeting your dad’s eye. “It’s gonna be great.”

“You’re not designing us costumes too are you?”

“Well Tony specifically said not too and that he already had something planned.” MJ said before eyeing Steve up and down with the critical eye of an artist, “But we could design something if you wanted us too.”

“No, I kinda of already have a plan too.”

You rose a questioning brow, “oh yeah? Please tell me you’re not going to be wearing something boring.”

Steve rolled his eyes at you and obnoxiously bumped his hip into your side as he walked out, “I’m not clueless on how to dress for Pride. Plus, I like dressing up for it, it’s fun. And it’s not something we got to do back then. I’m planning on taking full advantage.” And with that he walked out dramatically and closed the door.

Betty laughed slightly, “ten bucks that he paints the shield.”

Gwen shook his head, “No way. I think he’s gonna wear one of the flags as a cape.”

MJ clicked her tongue, “I know for a fact he’ll be wearing his ‘trans rights are human rights’ shirt.” Pause. “and probably his rainbow pants.”

You looked at MJ with a perplexed expression, “why do you know about my dad’s rainbow pants?”

MJ smirked slightly, “he wore them to pride a few years ago. Plus, me and peter talk about things. You’re not the only Stark-Rogers twin I hang out with.”

Gwen obnoxiously nudged Betty with her elbow and a large wink, “Oh yeah… she talks to Peter.” MJ scowled at the two as you snickered behind your hand.

MJ grumbled slightly, “let’s just get back to work.” It was silent in the room until the three other girls heard MJ mumble, “I never have to deal with this at college.”

You burst into a fit of laughter.

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Pride was without a doubt a 100% success.

The float looked great. The area had already been swept for trouble. One Grand Marshal was moderately drunk. And Everyone was dancing and partying. Perfect.

Even the float attendees looked great. Clint was the brightest of the all. With no shirt on, glitter all over his chest, a rainbow tutu around his hips, tight purple booty shorts underneath, knee high socks with the pan pride flag on them, plus his signature purple converse… he looked good.

You’ve been snickering every time you catch Bucky not so subtlety looking Clint up and down. But that being said, Clint was doing the same to Bucky because he had someone managed to get the stoic and whiney super soldier into a rainbow button down. Nothing else, as that wasn’t Bucky’s jam. He paired the shirt with simple jeans but you were sure that he would be covered with glitter later.

Peter had been swinging around the parade, his first Stark suit now painted a vibrant pink, purple, and blue. Plus there was a large, messily painted on heart over where the spider sat in the middle of his chest.

You and all your friends had taken up the dance floor on the float, and if you said so yourself, you all were killing the dance moves.

Tony was more than tipsy because Bruce was on babysitting duty tonight for Morgan, so he let himself go and lean heavily against his husband, who just grinned at him all lovingly.

In the end, it was a good day. You threw beads and candy to the crowd, joining them at times for drinks and dance parties. You laughed endlessly with your friends and your family. And yeah… it was a good day.

Plus, all your friends had been correct.

Steve wore his trans shirt in solidarity with the ongoing movements and the float.

He wore his rainbow pants because they were “super fashionable y/n” and to support everyone.

He painted his shield purple, blue, and pink to show off his own sexuality and support Peter.

And he had a pansexual flag tied around his neck to match with Tony’s pink, yellow, and blue shirt.

He looked great.