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justalitlecreacher · 4 years ago

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I’m here to prove that Andrew Garfield’s portrayal of Spider-man/peter parker in The Amazing Spider-Man is objectively the best love action adaptation of the character. In this essay I will....(yes this is really happening)

Edit: 10/20/20- i want to indulge myself in spiderman content but finding non mcu spiderman content is exhausting so imma update this instead

TL;DR

Andrew Garfield is my favorite of the 3 Spider-Man actors. TAS’s Peter is more fun and dynamic than the cookie cutter “shy introverted nerd that has a crush on a girl who’s way out of his league” Peter in Tobey Maguire’s movies. I enjoy Tom Holland’s portrayal of the character, but hate the way Disney has written the movies. I enjoy the characters, plot, and humor of The Amazing Spider-Man far more than the other 2, and i deeply wish we had gotten the third movie with the canon BIder-Man of Andrew’s (and my) dreams.

[DISCLAIMER: I HAVE NOT SEEN THE AMAZING SPIDERMAN 2 OR ANY MCU SPIDERMAN MOVIES OUTSIDE OF CLIPS AND REVIEWS ITS ALSO BEEN A VERY HOT MINUTE SINCE IVE SEEN A TOBEY MAGUIRE MOVIE]

Characterization

Most arguments against Andrew Garfield’s Spidey( AG’s from now on) begin and ends with “he was a good Spider-Man but a bad Peter Parker”. This references an outdated post comparing all three Spidey actors.(Id attach the image here but i dont want the post to be too long(thats a lie this is so long what am i doing with my life)) The post also claims that Tobey played a good Peter and a poor Spidey; and that Tom is good at both “roles”.(Honestly I think it seems silly that this seems obey the “third time’s the charm” rule but thats just me). Most people using this seem to be Tobey stans who have forgotten or ignored the rest of the post funnily enough, but the ones that go further into the WHY AG is a poor Peter are also incorrect. This argument also ignores the idea that there can be more than one version of Peter Parker which is blatantly incorrect. Just look at Into the Spiderverse or the PS4 game; these provide 4(5 if you count the pig) versions of Peter themselves, and that doesnt even include the comics.

Arguments that go further in depth claim that the AS Peter is too cool or well liked by his peer to be a “true” Peter Parker. The evidence for this seems to be that Peter has a skateboard.(which what? didnt realize that having a skateboard would instantly make you cool brb guys). Adding to that i dont really see where people get the idea that Peter is popular or well liked. While looking for complaints i found this qutoe from reddit(theyve since deleted it looks like but i’ll add a link in the notes) “He's angsty, pretty socially awkward, has an aptitude for science, and is kind of an outsider. He gets bullied by Flash and he gets his ass kicked after trying to stand up to Flash. He isn't a "cool" person in any way (until the ending, in which he's best buds with Flash, so I'll give you that). While Maguire is more accurate to the 60s comics where Peter in high school is just a fucking loser with basically no friends, in the ultimate comics, Peter is more of the kid who has a small amount of friends, but isn't popular.”. Honesty i fully agree with this because once again, other versions of a character are allowed to exist. You can dislike one version, but its silly to dislike something for not being exactly like another thing.

Ive also heard that Peter isnt “nerdy enough” in this movie which really doesnt make any sense considering the entire plot happens because Peter was looking into some of his parents’ research. If he wasn't interested in looking further into his father’s work what reason would he have to go to Oscorp where he’s bitten by the spider? Why would he have become Dr. Conner’s assistant? If he wasn’t intelligent how did he develop the web shooters?(something that Tobey!Peter doesn't have to do out of plot convenience might i add).

Another complaint i see is that the quips he uses in the movie(the first one specifically it seems) makes him seem like an asshole. Honestly thats a fair complaint, but i think its a good bit of characterization; espcially if he does get better about it in the second movie like the internet suggests.The Peter in this movie is a rightfully angsty teen; of course he acts a bit of an ass to criminals(also i feel like its important to mention that he’s like that to criminals? its not like hes being a dick for no reason).

Compare this with the Tobey Maguire(TM) movies. Like i said i haven’t seen these in awhile but as far as i’m aware TM’s Peter doesn't really do anything particularly nerdy in the film? I may have forgotten something( ok in the scene before he gets bitten he knows a cool spider fact) but he doesn’t have to invent the web-shooters because they came with his powers and he’s only at Oscorp in the first place because it’s a school field trip that he appears to be taking photos for. This Peter does fit the definition of outcast(friendless and bullied for it), but honestly i just dont like him. He’s weird and something about the character makes me feel like i should be a little grossed out every time he looks at MJ at the beginning of the movie.

I honestly don’t have any complaints for Tom Holland’s(TH’s)Spidey. Tom is a great actor and from what ive seen i enjoy his portrayal of the character.( He made me cry when i character i actively dislike died).

Story

I cant really say much for TAS story. It’s interesting but nothing special really. However, there is one scene that i don’t think i’ve seen anything like since( the closest would probably be the train scene in the original trilogy).

The crane scene. Early in the film Peter saves a boy from a car that has fallen off of a bridge, and at the end of the movie this becomes relevant again when it is uncertain that Peter will be able to get to the lizard to stop him in time.(as Peter is already injured and pretty far from the lizard’s location). The boy’s father is then revealed to be a construction worker who recognizes that Spider-man is going to need help to get to the lizard; he remembers how Spider-Man saved his son and organizes the rest of the construction workers to build a path out of crane arms for SM to swing from. All of them are putting themselves in danger by not evacuating, but SM’s actions in the first act of the film motivate them to do what’s right.

I love this scene primarily because it highlights something that i think is a really important part of Spider-Man’s character; his connection to the people he saves. SM is often shown interacting with and chatting with the people he has saved after the fact. One comic shows Peter accidentally scaring some bullies and then taking the time to ride the bus to school with them to continue their conversation and educate the students on bullying.( There’s definitely more but this is off the top of my head).

Another scene in TAS that i love is shortly before the crane scene when Peter is originally attempting to make his way across the city to stop the lizard, and he is shot down by the police. They manage to unmask him before Peter comes to his senses( he had just been shot and fallen pretty far out of the sky in his defense). From there Peter is able to deal with the police while keeping any of them from getting a good look at his face. The one cop he cant take out happens to be Gwen Stacey’s father who had previously had an argument with Peter about Spider-Man(Peter obviously on SM’s side and Mr. Stacey against SM). Peter turns and allows Captain(?) Stacey to see his face. I believe that this is an example of an unwilling identity reveal done right. i really enjoyed this moment because Peter had just shown that he likely could have gotten out of this encounter with his identity in tact as he had just taken down however many men. This implies that it was an active choice on Peter’s end to trust that Captain Stacey would ultimately do the right thing and allow Peter to go fight the Lizard, rather than a final desperate attempt to get away unscathed. Whether or not this interpretation of the scene is correct or not it still gives the character a bit more agency than some versions have done with their identity reveals.

In Spider-Man 2 Peter starts to lose his powers because he’s having internal conflict about wether or not he should be Spider-Man. Honestly thats kinda neat and i might want to give that a rewatch. As for the one i have seen i don’t have any complaints. I do however prefer the way that Peter was bitten in TAS because it was a result of him poking around where he shouldn’t’ve been rather than him just happening to be standing in the right place for a spider to land on him.

Onto TH’s movies; the way Disney has treated Spidey in the MCU is why TH’s is my least favorite version of the character. I feel like too much of the story revolves around Iron Man; Iron Man made Peter’s suit and equipment, Iron Man introduces Peter to the MCU(via blackmail but thats another rant for another annoyingly long post), its Iron Man that “makes” Spidey in this universe rather than Spidey being self-made. In Homecoming(which remember i havent seen outside of clips so bear with me) most of the conflict is cause directly or indirectly by Tony’s refusal or inabilty to communicate with the teenager he’s meant to be mentoring

For one the entire incident with the ferry could have very easily been avoided had Tony bothered to communicate with Peter enough to tell him that the situation was being taken care of. On top of that at the moive’s climax Peter is shown trying to get in contact with Happy(from what ive picked up isnt he a chauffeur? like idk his deal i just know he’s someone Peter got pawned off onto after Civil War). Peter even goes as far as to somehow hack into Happy’s phone(i think thats what happened it was a weird tech thing that shouldve been a red flag that the call was important though) but instead of listening; Peter is ignored. If this was a different kind of movie Peter literally could have died and itd be the fault of Happy and Tony like..... A large portion of conflict comes from characters being incompetent and not communicating and thats just poor storytelling.

Before this turns too much into an anti mcu rant id also like to say that the way they did Civil War was really dumb considering that Peter defects to Cap’s side in the comics, but whatever.

Also i loathe the way they handled the identity reveal at the end of Far From Home. With MCU movies most people know to expect an end credits scene by now, but typically that scene is not important to understand what’s happening in the films; they just aren’t important. Putting an identity reveal here makes it seem significantly less important than it is. On top of that i dislike their use of J Jonah Jameson for this scene.

JJJ is a character who has been repeatedly shown to have a genuinely good heart. All of his anger comes from a place of love for his city(he even says this hemself in the ps4 game when May writes in to tell him that he needs help). He hates Spider-Man because SM reminds him of the masked man who killed his wife; JJJ has never been able to get past that( and Peter’s antagonism of him definitely doesnt help) However, JJJ has been shown to care for people; he has a son who he often brags about, and one comic shows that JJJ is paying Peter for “amateur” quality photos because he knows that Peter is having a hard time and “just need some help”. JJJ has even learned Peter’s identity before and kept his secret for him(seriously though i cant remember the name of the comic but its defiantly worth the read), and in the original trilogy when Goblin threatens JJJ he claims that he doesn’t know who sends in the photos of Spidey because he does it via email( this is a lie). The MCU will have a very difficult time convincing me that JJJ would ever out a teenager’s identity and put him in danger like that. It goes too far against his character.(this could be hypocritical of me to say considering how i just insisted that multiple versions of a character can exist but whatever ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

This is accidentally turning into an MCU rant but id also like to say that i hate the lack of a TH!Spidey origin movie because it gives you no motivaion for Peter becoming SM or explanation of his powers; most people will know these things but if youre unfamiliar with the character its bound to be confusing(and im a sucker for origin movies)

#long post #spiderman #andrew garfield #The Amazing Spider Man #mcu crit #j jonah jameson #can you tell i care a lot?#cause i do #rant #ramble #this was not proofred #like at all #see theres a typo in that tag!#i would apologize but im not sorry

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quags1re · 4 years ago

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hi! just wanted to drop in to say this since i never comment: ive been reading godspeed ever since it first got published ((i still remember i went onto the byleth/dimitri tag that day cause i was missing my first house which were the bl whilst on my second playthrough)) and i just. Love It So Much. godspeed gets updated on monday in my timezone and back when i used to read it weekly it made mondays not seem so terrible and helped me start the week off on a high note. ever since i graduated to a new school ive been too busy to read godspeed regularly anymore so i just read all the new updates at one go during term breaks and it gives me something to look forward to in the final weeks of the term as i drag myself through like 85646134398 assignments and sleepless nights. i love this gd fic so much that sometimes i rant about it to my friend who doesnt even play fe3h and she just knows it as That One Dimileth Fic I Stan so yea thank you op for all your hard work and for this absolute banger of a fic

oh my goodness you are the sweetest ever im happy i can make you happy somehow rheyhdhrhfhfhfh good luck with all your school things and thank you so much for reading! my gosh you've been reading for awhile lol. thank you so very much ♡ take care of yourself

#thank you!

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bigskydreaming · 4 years ago

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fhalkfhalfhal that thing where I’m aware that a post of mine with a negative view of S/ladin as a ship has been reblogged because there’s already a rant about HOW DARE I DISPARAGE THAT SHIP, FILTHY ANTI, literally before I even have a chance to see in my notes that said post has been reblogged.....

idk man I just think its awfully adorable that so many people are convinced IM the only one in this equation that has no chill.

Anyway, Im just....not in the mood to do all this bullshit again these days, and my fucks are barren and fallow and laid low by my lack of spoons here, so all I’m gonna say in response to the angry rant I just sighed and deleted.....you all are absolutely right that just because there’s a huge age difference between Slade and Dick doesn’t mean there HAS to be a huge power discrepancy between them and even if there is that doesn’t mean their relationship would have to be unhealthy....

but yawn, excuse me if I remain unaffected by your hypotheticals because I cant help but wonder what the fuck said hypotheticals have to do with anything when in ACTUALITY, pretty much every S/ladin fic I’ve ever encountered seems to go out of their way to introduce even MORE discrepancies in their power dynamic and EMPHASIZE the power differential between them.

Like, you can’t tell me that’s not a thing with that ship, that even including the existence of shippers who don’t seek out a power differential between the two, there isn’t a huge fucking majority who come to the ship specifically TO lean INTO the power differential and even magnify it a lot of the time....

And as long as the latter is a thing, and MORE of a thing than the former, it remains a Siberian tundra of takes to pretend otherwise and accuse me of being narrow-minded and puritanical and just ‘not getting’ the potential for the ship to exist in ways that quite frankly, we’re all aware are completely and 100% opposite to the ways the ship IS usually depicted.

Come and find me when you’re interested in having an honest conversation about this stuff. I’m more than willing to have it, but I’m NOT willing to do is just sit out here expressing the same damn opinions on this I’ve never once wavered from in all the years I’ve been out here, while some of you bend and equivocate and change your tune on a fucking dime time after time, whatever it takes to allow you to keep throwing up smokescreens to distract from the conversations I’m actually interested in having and keep TRYING to have, all while you try and claim I’m the unreasonable one and the reason such conversations can’t ever happen.

Yeah. Umm. LOL. I’ve got a big fat yawn here for all of that, and that’s ALL I’ve got to say on this subject right now, and until someone actually approaches me without hiding behind anon and evasive bullshit that does not remotely approach the reality of my frequently stated issues with ships like this one.

I’m not the one hiding, changing my stance every other encounter, hopping in other peoples’ inboxes, coming at people with personal attacks, insistently stalking and harassing someone about this topic, etc, etc, ad nauseam, heavy emphasis on the nausea.

I’m right here where I’ve always been, of the same opinions on this stuff I’ve always had, I always try and keep it confined and limited specifically to the issue in question rather than making assumptions about people because quite frankly, I don’t know any of the people who come at me about this stuff and I’m not TRYING to act like I do, I don’t CARE to be quite honest, and point me at the specific post where I do or say otherwise or stfu on that front.

I’m just not willing to play into your bullshit and let you change it from my actual opinions to a ‘discourse’ you can more easily dismiss because you’ve mastered the art of shouting down that particular discourse.

Anyway like I said, I’m done for now and I suspect for awhile, because as I said, I’m just not gonna engage with anything less than a straightforward approach on this subject from someone not hiding on anon for a change or trying to shift goalposts from things Ive actually said just to what they’ve imagined or decided I said and that they can more easily feel victimized or oppressed by.

And weirdly, people always seem to have a reason that they just can’t or won’t do that. But y’know, I’m sure that’s my own fault, lolol.

Aaaaaanyway. Next question, preferably from someone who wants to actually engage with me on a topic of any kind, rather than just yell at me because they can’t comprehend why I can’t just....not say stuff on this subject. Even while they display a stunning ability to just....not jump into my inbox every time I say stuff on this subject. Hashtag selfawareness rules lololol!

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woahhiperson · 5 years ago

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Continue of previous idea dump:

Grima begins to tell Robin how the other Shepherds have made Chrom doubtful of them, feeding on Robin’s secret love for him. Robin is in such a vulnerable, hurt place that it works. Grima/Robin begins to try persuade Chrom to join them, trying to chromvince him that they aren’t evil. (This is where ima use some of meant to be yours cause it did fuel this entire idea afterall)

Those assholes are the key!

They're keeping you away from me!

They made you blind, messed up your mind

But I can set you free!

Robin’s hidden desperation fueled by Grimas quiet whisper causes him to begin to spill everything to Chrom, rage practically spilling out as he begins to almost sob. He tries to tell Chrom how the Shepherds were leading him astray, although he had little to no evidence of it because it wasn’t exactly true.

You left me and I fell apart, I punched the wall and cried—

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Then I found you changed my heart and set loose all that truthful shit inside!

He begins telling Chrom how much he depended on him, and how he felt so broken when they were separated. At this point Chrom is more scared of him than willing to join him because he had never heard Robin so unhinged. ‘Was this who Robin truely was?’

I was meant to be yours!

We were meant to be one!

Don't give up on me now!

Finish what we've begun!

I was meant to be yours!

Robin confesses his love at possibly the worst time cause that just kinda happens, but of course he is a bit more forceful about it than he would usually be. Grima is still standing back not doing much other than occasionally whispering to Robin.

So when the high school gym goes boom with everyone inside—

Pchw! Pchw! Pchw!

In the rubble of their tomb

We'll plant this note explaining why they died!

We, the students of Westerburg High

Will die. Our burnt bodies may finally get through

To you. Your society churns out slaves and blanks

No thanks. Signed the Students of Westerburg High

'Goodbye.'

Robin forgets about hiding the plan and tells Chrom how he was about to kill them all, including Chrom himself. Chrom is pretty much chromvinced that Robin has gone insane and is ready to keep him from hurting anyone, even if it meant hurting him. Robin had just told him his feelings and Chrom is frustrated that he hadn’t told Robin his earlier, as he wouldn’t be telling them now.

We'll watch the smoke poor out the doors.

Bring marshmallows,

We'll make s'mores!

We can smile and cuddle while the fire roars!

Chrom is scared of Robin now. ‘Why would he enjoy watching his friends die?!?’

I was meant to be yours!

We were meant to be one!

I can't make this alone!

Finish what we've begun!

You were meant to be mine!

I am all that you need!

You carved open my heart!

Can't just leave me to bleed!

Robin is desperate as he spills everything. He doesn’t want Chrom to hate him. Robin tries so hard to chromvince him that he isn’t the enemy. Grima’s influence has gone to far, and most of Robin has faded away, leaving a desperate shell of who he used to be. It gives Grima utter glee to see Robin broken as he begs Chrom to come out and forgive him, and join him.

Veronica, open the—open the door, please'

Veronica, open the door.

Veronica, can we not fight anymore'

Please, can we not fight anymore'

(Of course Chrom’s name aint Veronica but i dont wanna change the lyrics rn) Robin is starting to get angry at Chrom for not letting him in, but he is trying to stay calm as to keep Chrom on his side. Chrom is not on his side, though, but Robin doesn’t know that.

Veronica, sure, you're scared,

I've been there. I can set you free!

Veronica, don't make me come in there!

I'm gonna count to three!

(Spoken) One! Two! Fuck it!

He is trying so hard to tell Chrom that everything is going to be okay. Then Robin can’t handle the silence that he has been getting almost the entire time and breaks open the door, only to have a sword pointed at his throat. Robin had flung his tome away long ago during the beginning arguements, and was stuck weaponless, Falchion almost hissing as it was ready to penetrate his throat. Robin can’t win, not without something changing. Grima comes back and takes most of the control before Robin does anything too irrational. Grima/Robin realizes that he isn’t backed against a wall, and makes a run for it, still not grabbing the tome that had been left on the ground. Robin turns and runs out the opposite exit from which the Shepherds had come in, running out into the fields. The Shepherds had long began searching for the two as they had been gone for quite awhile, and see Robin as he escapes the building, with Chrom not trailing too far behind. Some of the Shepherds chase after them, leaving some behind to take care of supplies. Robin runs into the forest, trying to lose Chrom, but Robin can’t seem to fully escape ad everytime he looks behind him, he can see Falchion glinting in what little light there was. Turns out that one of the Shepherds that had joined the chase was Lucina, because she did not want to leave her father alone. After all, she never knew exactly when he had been killed. She came just to be safe. Soon Grima/Robin reaches a dead end, and is forced to face Chrom head on. Grima/Robin can see dried tears on Chroms face as he slowly draws near, the others not much further behind. Lucina comes quicker than the others, asking her father what happened. Chrom stays silent, focused on stopping Robin in almost whatever way he had to. Robin seemed to have gone insane, for an unknown reason, and he could not let him run around unsupervised anymore. After all, Robin could end up hurting himself in the process. He stands before Robin, who is shaking, staring with wide eyes as he desperately searches for an escape. Grima/Robin thinks that Chrom wants to kill them. Then, in a rush preceded by nothing, Grima/Robin pushes Chrom away and steals Falchion, throwing it off to the side as he begins to run again. Then he is caught by Lucina, who ties his hands in rope. Lucina had realized that there was a wild look in Robin’s eyes and wondered, ‘was it possibly Robin who had killed father?’ She wouldn’t have ever guessed it before, but now, he seemed about ready to do anything. Lucina questioned Robin about this in front of everyone who had followed, and Robin nervously denies wanting to hurt Chrom, almost going on another rant when Chrom stops Lucina and tells her Robin needs to be sent away. Everyone questions why, and Chrom tells them everything as Robin feels everything inside him crumble away. He trusted Chrom, and Chrom had told them everything that he wanted to keep secret? Robin slowly recedes to the innermost area of his mind, letting himself hide away, leaving Grima in complete control. While Chrom does want to send Robin to a safer place where he can be monitored, they are in the middle of a war at the moment, so they will have to bring him along. They meet back at their most recent battle site and continue along, always keeping an eye on Robin, who has only begun planning his next move. (Ok i might write out the rest of the ideas i have rn later cause ive been typing for awhile and I tired sooooo yeah)

#fire emblem #fire emblem awakening #robin #chrom #chrobin #grima #idea dump #early possession au

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mirkwoodshewolf · 5 years ago

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Chapter 7; The aftermath

*Author's note*

Well, well, well been awhile hadn't it? Well you all asked for it and I hereby deliver. Here we go with the 2nd half of Mother Raksha. Now I should tell you that throughout this second half POV's will jump around but the most likely POV's will either be in Rauri's or 3rd Person. So I hope that's okay with you all.

Now I should warn you that towards the end it gets a little too graphic so if you are squeamish of any kind just try and avoid the last part of the chapter. But I hope you all enjoy the LONG AWAITED SECOND HALF OF MOTHER WOLF RAKSHA IN INFINITY WAR :) Gifs do NOT belong to me, all credit goes to the owners.

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*Rauri’s POV*

23 days. Three weeks. Three. Bloody. Whole. Weeks. Ever since Thanos invaded our world and did exactly what he was set out to do. Trillions of people lost families and loved ones, and of course I’m no exception. I lost so many of my friends I finally got to bond with after being freed from Connor’s control, and her.

The love of my life, my mate, my other half. (Y/n) Williams. Barely within 48hrs after saying I do, I hold her in my arms as she faded away into ash.

Now here I am here at the new Avengers facility in upstate New York along with Dean and Mitchell my betas. It was nightfall and I was currently sleeping outside the facility in an old ‘wolf house’ that was once constructed for my wife when she first joined the Avengers.

It was about the size of a mini mansion with an easy open access door for her to walk in and lay in on a large pieces of furniture big enough for her wolf form alone. So here I was lying inside of it, huffing out heavily in my wolf form.

Thinking of how I couldn’t protect her, I should’ve stopped Thanos myself from snapping his damn fingers, if I had just ran over and ripped Thanos’ arm off, none of this would’ve happened.

Suddenly my ears perked up from a deep rumble coming from the sky. I raced out and could see something, some sort of large shape. I don’t know if the others could see or even feel this so I let out several loud barks and warning howls signaling everyone to get out here.

It was then Steve, Natasha, Rhodes, Bruce, Pepper Potts, Dean and Mitchell all came out and soon coming overhead was a large spaceship but it didn’t look like it belonged to Thanos. My eyes however were on the woman that was glowing and radiating some sort of energy and she was single handedly moving the ship and lowering it to the ground.

Once the ship was safely down on the ground the energy faded and she turned to us. She looked to be about my age with medium length blonde hair and wore a red, blue and gold space-suit of sorts.

My attention then turned towards the doors of the ships opening and out came a very frail and weak Tony Stark. He was being supported by a blue robotic woman until Steve went up and helped him down the last set of stairs.

“Couldn’t stop him.” He panted out

“Neither could I.”

“Hang on.” They stopped and then Stark whispered so softly it was like it was wind blowing but of course thanks to my hearing, I heard it. “I lost the kid.”

“Tony we lost.”

“Is, uh….” But when Pepper walked right up to Tony they were both relieved to see the other alive after all this. They embraced each other and wept.

Seeing them together while it made me feel relieved that Pepper didn’t have to go through what I am now, it still made me feel upset that my wife isn’t here. I turned and began to walk away when I heard Stark say.

“(Y/n)?” I stopped and turned around phasing into my human form and said.

“Sorry to disappoint, but my wife is no longer with us anymore.” He looked at me wide-eyed in shock but I didn’t say another word as I walked back into the facility with my hands in my coat pockets and Mitchell and Dean walking behind me.

We were all in the main room with holograms of everyone that had disappeared from the Snap or blip as some of us have called it as Rhodes explained.

“It’s been 23 days since Thanos came to Earth.”

“World governments are in pieces. The parts that are still working…are trying to take a census and it looks like he did…He did exactly what he said he was gonna do. Thanos wiped out….50% of all living creatures.” Natasha spoke brokenly.

“Where is he now? Where?” Tony asked from his wheelchair he was now sitting on as he was being given fluids from the dehydration and malnourishment he suffered up in space for the past 3 weeks.

“We don’t know.” Answered Steve. “He just opened a portal and walked through.” Tony sighed before turning his attention to Thor who had isolated himself into a corner, brooding on his failure.

“What’s wrong with him?” Stark asked.

“Oh, he’s pissed. He thinks he failed. Which, of course, he did…but you know there’s a lot of that going around, ain’t there?” the raccoon Rocket explained.

“Honestly, until this exact second I thought you were a Build-a-bear.” Tony said to Rocket.

“Maybe I am.”

“We’ve been hunting Thanos for three weeks now. Deep space scans…and satellites, and we got nothing. Tony, you fought him.” Steve explained before Tony retorted sarcastically.

“Who told you that? I didn’t fight him. No, he wiped my face with a planet….while the Bleecker Street magician gave away the stone. That’s what happened. There was no fight, cause he’s not beatable.”

“Did he give you any clues, any coordinates, anything?” Tony then sputtered out, like he didn’t even care which really pissed not only me, but Mitchell and Dean off as well.

This was the famed and great Iron-Man?

“I saw this coming a few years back. I had a vision. I didn’t want to believe it. Thought I was dreaming.”

“Tony I’m gonna need you to focus.” Said Steve.

“And I needed you.” Tony snapped back. “As in, past tense. That trumps what you need. It’s too late, buddy. Sorry.” He sniffled before continuing as he tossed his plate of food across the table before standing up, “You know what I need? I need a shave. And I believe I remember telling all youse…”

As Rhodes tried to calm him down, Stark actually took his IV and ripped it right out of his arm as he continued to rant.

“Alive and otherwise, that what we needed was a suit of armor around the world! Remember that?” The Ultron fiasco. I had heard about that, in fact Connor and I were still in Sokovia when it all went down, just before the city blew up to hell. “Whether it impacted our precious freedoms or not. That’s what we needed.”

“Well that didn’t work out, did it?” Steve said softly glaring at Tony.

“I said we’d lost. You said, ‘we’ll do that together too.’ And guess what Cap? We lost. And you weren’t there. But that’s what we do right? Our best work after the fact? We’re the ‘Avengers’. We’re the ‘Avengers’. Not the ‘Pre-vengers’.”

“Okay.” Rhodes said as he tried to stabilize Tony before he would collapse right to the floor.

“Right?”

“You made your point. Just sit down, okay?” Rhodes advised him urgently. But as my love has said, Tony Stark was a stubborn idiot, and now I was witnessing first had just how stubborn this billionaire was.

“Okay. No, no, here’s my point. You know what? She’s great by the way.” He said pointing toward the woman who had introduced herself as Carol Danvers.

“Tony, you’re sick. Sit down.”

“We need you. You’re new blood. Bunch of tired old mules. I got nothing for you, Cap. I got no coordinates…no clues, no strategies, no options. Zero. Zip. Nada. No trust, liar.” Tony said as he walked right up to Steve and got in his face but Cap wasn’t affected by it at all. He then ripped the arc-reactor from his chest and forced it into Steve’s hand. “Here, take this. You find him, you put that on…you hide.” I could just sense that he was ready to pass out.

And my instincts were correct as Stark fell to his knees and Rhodey, Steve and Carol who were the closest to him tried to help him up, but ever stubborn fool he was tried to say he was fine until he finally collapsed unconscious from dehydration and lack of nourishment.

I stood up from the corner in wolf form and walked right up to him and lifted my paw to gently move his lower half so that it was even to how he was laying. I looked up to Rhodes and he gave me permission.

I then gripped onto Tony’s robe and slung him onto my back. I pressed my paw against his arm that hung over my neck before giving him that final buck for him to be fully lying against my back. Pepper then led me to his bedroom and both her and Rhodes got him into bed while Bruce gave him a sedative to help him stay asleep and rest up.

Now that I was back standing beside Dean and Mitchell along with Nat and Steve. Rhodes explained to them about Tony’s condition now when Carol spoke up.

“You guys take care of him, and I’ll bring him a Xorrian elixir when I come back.”

“Where are you going?” asked Steve.

“To kill Thanos.” She spoke proudly as she walked away. We all looked at each other before going after her.

“Hey.” Carol stopped and turned back towards the two Avengers as Nat continued, “we usually work as a team here. And uhh—between you and I, morale’s a little fragile.”

“We realize up there is more your territory, but this is our fight too.” Steve stated.

“You even know where he is?” asked Rhodey.

“I know people who might.” She stated arrogantly.

“Don’t bother.” The robotic woman, Nebula spoke up from the other side of the room. “I can tell you where Thanos is.”

We were now in what looked like a study room/bar as Nebula explained to us where her ‘father’ was at.

“Thanos spent a long time trying to perfect me. And when he worked, he talked about his Great Plan. Even disassembled I wanted to please him. I’d ask…where would we go once his plan was complete? And his answer was always the same…..” she walked towards the table where Rocket stood on and she finished, “To the Garden.”

“That’s cute. Thanos has a retirement plan.” Rhodey said sarcastically.

“So where is he?” I asked. It was then Rocket activated a hologram projection from the center of the table and he explained.

“When Thanos snapped his fingers; Earth became ground zero for a power surge of ridiculous cosmic proportions. No one’s ever seen anything like it. Until two days ago,” the holograph changed from an image of Earth to another planet that made the same surge of energy as Earth did as Rocket explained. “On this planet.”

“Thanos is there.” Nebula said. Nat leaned against the table right up to this new planet as she said.

“He used the stones again.”

“Hey, hey, hey.” Bruce chuckled nervously. “We’d be going in shorthanded, you know?”

“Look he’s still got the stones, so….” Rhodey said before Carol interrupted him.

“So let’s get him. Use them to bring everyone back.”

“Just like that?” Banner asked skeptically.

“Yeah. Just like that.” Steve stated bluntly.

“Even if there’s a small chance that we can undo this… I mean, we owe it to everyone who’s not in this room to try.” Dean stated.

“If we do this, how do we know it’s gonna end differently than it did before?”

“Because before you didn’t have me.” Carol said.

“Look new girl. Most of us have done the ‘superhero’ thing hell my friends and I are still adjusting to it. But if you don’t mind me asking, there the hell have you been for the past 20 years?” Mitchell snapped.

“There are a lot of other planets in the universe. And they didn’t have your buddies or these guys.” It was then Thor finally stood up and walked right up to Carol.

The two of them just stared at each other till Thor extended his hand and I could hear a rumble in the distance and soon flying right past Carol was Thor’s new weapon Stormbreaker. And she didn’t even flinch. Thor set his axe down staring down at Carol before saying.

“I like this one.” Steve then turned to the map before saying.

“Let’s go get this son of a bitch.”

If you had told me 10 years ago that I would be flying in a spaceship with the Avengers, a mutant raccoon, and an enhanced Air force pilot, I would’ve told you that you were completely bonkers.

But here I am, in a spaceship. Everyone with their battle suits on or at the ready for Banner. Mitchell, Dean and I were hanging in the back since due to our animal enhancements we had better balance to survive the space jumps we would be making to reach this planet.

“Okay, who here hasn’t been to space?” asked Rocket as he turned to us. Nat, Steve, Rhodey, Mitchell, Dean and myself raised our hands as Rhodey questioned why and I heard Carol chuckle. “You better not throw up on my ship.”

“Approaching jump in three….two….one.” Suddenly like an airplane taking flight but much faster, we went through the space jump. The galaxy zipping right by us almost giving me a visual whiplash until finally we arrived at the Garden.

Carol was now outside of the ship and hovering in front of us as she told us she would head down there for recon. Once she left, I looked down at my wedding band and felt my heart aching once more.

“We’ll get her back man.” I heard Mitchell say. “All of them.”

“We better. Because I don’t know what’s gonna happen to me if I don’t.” I pleaded. As quick as she left, Carol returned with some shocking news.

“No satellites, no ships, no armies, no ground defenses of any kind. It’s just him.”

“And that’s enough.” Nebula stated. Took the words right out of my mouth.

*3rd Person POV*

In the garden a statue of Thanos’ armor hung in pride as a settlement mark of him claiming this garden as his own after doing what he had set out to do.

Limping along gathering food was the mad titan himself. He soon staggered up the four steps to his hut and prepared himself supper. As Thanos put down the pot to boil his dinner, the entire left side of his body was charred away, almost like he had been burned by something.

Then suddenly out of nowhere as he looked upward, a powerful blast was sent down towards him. He blocked it with the gauntlet that was also still burned from using the stones. Soon Carol tackled him across the hut and she rolled around but regained her footing as she charged at him.

She swung behind him holding him in a choke hold making Thanos scream and groan out. Suddenly out of the firepit, Bruce in the rebuilt Veronica suit, held his left arm which held the gauntlet as well as Dean who roared out angrily and came behind Thanos and held him around his torso crushing his ribs. While soon flying down was Rhodey as well as Mitchell who was in his dog form held and pulled the titan’s other arm.

Encaging him in a trap allowing Thor to fly in and cut Thanos’ left arm freeing the gauntlet and making the titan scream in pain, but of course they did nothing to spare him of the pain. Walking in through the now wide entrance were Steve and Natasha riding on top of the large black wolf that was Rauri.

He snarled at the titan and licked his lips baring his teeth as he snarled at him showing him that now they all had the upper hand and were not gonna submit to him this time.

But when Rocket turned over the gauntlet, he was horrified. The stones were gone.

“Oh no.” he muttered as he looked up to everyone in fear. Steve and Nat looked down at the gauntlet before turning to the titan and Steve demanded.

“Where are they?”

“Answer the question.” Carol hissed into his ear. Thanos groaned which caused Dean to squeeze his ribs tighter forcing Thanos to finally talk.

“The universe required correction. After that, the stones served no purpose…beyond temptation.”

‘You murdered trillions!’ Bruce exclaimed as he pushed Thanos down to the ground. Weak and not even putting up a fight, Thanos weakly turned over and said.

“You should be grateful.” Bruce then proceeded to punch Thanos in the face sending him back down.

“Where are the stones?” Natasha asked trying to remain strong but her wall was breaking down.

“Gone. Reduced to atoms.” Said Thanos.

‘You used them two days ago!’

“I used the stones to destroy the stones. It nearly killed me. But the work is done. It always will be. I am….inevitable.”

‘He has to be lying! Mitchell, Rauri let’s tear this place apart!’ Dean spoke through the collar in his bear form but Nebula spoke softly.

“Ah. My father is many things. A liar is not one of them.” Thanos sighed with relief and turned to Nebula and said.

“Thank you daughter. Perhaps I treated you too harshly.” Suddenly just before Thor could even lift up Stormbreaker, a flash of black pinned Thanos straight to the ground.

Rauri opened his mouth exposing his large canine teeth to the weak titan who for the first time in his life felt fear. His saliva dripped onto the titan’s face as the Alpha’s mouth drew closer. Licking his chops as he breathed his hot, foul breath upon his prey.

Then as quick as lightning he pounced. He gripped onto Thanos’ head barking and snarling madly as blood began pouring. The sounds of gurgling as Thanos began to echo out as Rauri continued his assault, until everyone heard the bones of Thanos’ neck snap off like a twig being broken in half as Rauri now held in his mouth the Head of Thanos.

He tossed it aside and snarled at it as blood continued to pour out from the rest of the body. Purple blood pouring out of his mouth onto the ground and down his black fur.

‘Jesus.’ Bruce spoke softly.

“What did you do?” Rocket said.

‘What all wolves do. I went for the head. Something you should’ve done three weeks ago!’ Rauri snarled at Thor.

Then as a final act of cold, heartlessness, he picked up Thanos’ body by the arm and dragged it outside, with Mitchell and Dean walking silently behind their alpha.

Everyone was in shock. Nebula who was now crouched down on all fours by the head of her ‘father’ who now bore teeth marks and torn apart shred of flesh from where Rauri had indented into him. In some sort of mercy, she closed his eyes before bowing her head in solemn.

Everyone else just stood there in shock, defeat, regret, and sorrow. They all failed. It was too late, with the stones gone there was no way to bring everyone that had turned to ash back.

They lost.

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nightmaretyrantvantas · 6 years ago

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So I have a rant and a half build up of rambling about my very first Percy Jackson Oc Elysia and I need to let it spill so all of you get to hear this info dump about her and my feels

Im putting a trigger warning here I made her when I first read the whole series a few years back. Her backstory isnt the happiest. So im going to put trigger warnings for mentions of (but not going into detail of) abuse, self harm, suicidal thoughts, so if you cant handle mentions of that please dont read this I dont want to upset you

Anyways I have years of work into this bab of mine and I need to get it all out

Also An important thing to note is the timeline of her(and my other ocs) stories. Basically it kinda takes place...as if Trials of Apollo didnt happen?? Sorta? I made her before it ever came out and set her story after Blood of Olympus before trials of apollo was announced so its basically diverges after Blood of Olympus...if that makes sense...I hope it does.

So basically....At the start of her story Elysia is 13 Nico is 16(from what I remember its been about two years since I read the books so please forgive me)

Ok this might jump around alot because im kinda word vomiting and info dumping about her so if something doesnt make sense please feel free to ask me to clarify I love to

OK SO MY BAB

So her full name is Elysia Angela Melina and shes a Daughter of Hades. At the start when she gets to camp shes 13.

Im going to attatch two pictures ive drawn of her to the post here

This is her with a referrence sheet of her at 13-14 and the digital picture is one of her at the present time that I tend to write about her at age 16.

So Elysia doesnt have things easy. She comes from an abusive household that really fucked her up mentally and emotionally before she got to camp. She ran away at 13 after getting kicked out of her sixth or seventh school and thigs got ugly at home. Stuff happened and she was brought to camp(im refining and probably going to redo how that happens) and well...she doesnt exactly fit in.

Shes on the shorter side for her age and shes lanky and skinny(partially from both skipping meals and sometimes only eating when she can sneak food at home) and she comes onto the scene wearing oversized hand me downs in all dark colors and long sleeves thats got a clear fearful and insecure posture and stance and is always trying to blending into the background and hide from being noticed. Shes got a thick mane of not very well cared for black hair and eyes so dark in color they look completely black, sometimes even in the light with pretty dark bags under them highlighted by really really too pale skin. So it makes her an easy target to be bullied ya know? But she silently takes it like she always does while clutching this beat up little backpack she ran away with as shes put in the Hermes cabin until she’s claimed(which has a 1-3 day delay depending on the god, because a lot of kids come to camp especially at the start of summer)

When she gets claimed she freaks out and panics because everyone is staring at her and shes suddenly the center of attention because it happened in the middle of the campfire.

So begins the bonding with her big brother.

Shes got alot of inner turmoils and traumas and problems and inner demons and as a result she has undiagnosed anxiety disorders, depression, and some PTSD along with a very low amount of self-esteem and confidence in herself from the ordeals of before reaching camp. Though once shes at camp and she eventually settles in she starts recovering bit by bit. She slowly gets close with nico(it starts kinda awkward for both of them and she comes off really quiet and shy and terrified of sudden movement so its a little hard but they overcome it)

By the end of her first year at camp shes gotten close to Nico but has a really hard time making friends with other campers her own age so she ends up sticking close to Nico and following him like his shadow because theres a period of time that heś the only person Elysia feels even remotely safe and comfortable around. And as a result at first she spends alot more time with Nico’s friends and various members of the Big Seven and she gets close to them as well(more to her siblings at first but she gets there shes a nervous bean give her time)

Though in the middle of that first year she meets a girl that soon becomes one of her best and closest friends, a daughter of Hephaestus named Karter Becks(the second oc for this fandom I made) and I’ll get to more about their friendship later.

So by the second year at camp shes settled in a little, shes decidedly become a year-rounder because she would rather be eaten by a harpy than go back to “that horrible place”as she dubs it(not to mention its very very dangerous for her outside of camp)

More things about Elysia!!!

At thirteen she had absolutely NO control of reign of her abilities. She couldnt raise or summon the dead, her shadow travel was horribly spotty and half the time she couldnt even do so correctly and her most experience with spirits is that she can sense them and she can hear and speak to them but she cant really see them( they appear as really really blurry shapes that hurt her eyes to look at for too long) of course she beats herself up over this lack of skill, mostly because she(stupidly but understandably) compares her lack of teaching and training and beginner skill level to Nico’s at the time current skill level. Yeah its dumb and yeah in the back of her mind where her common sense is she realizes this but she cant stop herself from doing so, just like she unfairly to herself compares her sword fighting skill to older campers that have been there longer.

She eventually gets her own sword of Stygian Iron, because no matter what else she tries no other swords feel...right to her. They’re always too heavy or too light too awkward to hold dont work right with her swings or just dont feel right to her so at some point shes overthinking herself to death about it and beating herself up for being too picky when Karter suggests innocently that she tries swinging around her brother’s sword. “After all Elys, whats the worst that would happen, that it feels too heavy?”

But what ends up happening is that though its too heavy for her, it still feels...right. The best way to describe it is that she feels more connected to her powers and to herself in a way. After hearing that she gets her own of Stygian iron and its...perfect to her. Its not too heavy on her wrist or too light to wield. And afterwards she actually starts getting some more confidence which helps her improve a little faster than before.

Once Elysia is fully apart of camp life it takes a long time for it to fully click that her belongings...are hers and her likes and interests and likes are respected. They wont get taken away or threatened, she doesnt have to hide what she likes or pretend she doesnt like one thing or another. She’s free to be her own person for the first time in her life and she struggles for awhile to adjust to that and accept it. Those struggles result in alot of scattered breakdowns and even one or two...relaspes that for once in her life she has a support system of her half brother and half sister, his friends, her two close friends, and chiron to catch her and help her back to her feet. She has people to lean on and depend on and not have to be afraid of and this helps alot into her recovery and acceptance of herself and her mental illnesses. It takes her two of the three years shes been at camp for her to get at the better place shes at when shes 16, where she now has a small group of good friends, shes managed to bring up some of her self-esteem and self confidence, shes been clean for a year and shes in therapy for her PTSD and depression and shes opened up more to those around her and shes not the terrified jumps at her own shadow kid but a more quiet but kindhearted and sometimes even giggly teen whose slowly getting her life back together with plans for the future.

But on the topic of things she likes...

This girl loves-no ADORES animals, all kinds mythical or not. She didnt show it at first but she was so SOOOO excited when she realized the camp had Pegasi even though she tried to keep a distance from them because she realized she made them nervous. Oh man you shouldve SEEN her when Chiron took a group of campers her age into the woods and they caught a glimpse of a passing through unicorn. She was giddy about it for DAYS guys. She just...she has so much love and admiration and excitement for animals its so cute you guys.

Elysia also loves(ironically) learning about Mythology, from all over the world. Its her special interest and when she finds and buys a old broken touch screen phone(or one of those touch screen i-pod or something) and gets Karter to fiddle with it and (eventually after shenanigan filled misadventures of trying to upgrade it to not be detected by monsters and fix the cracked screen) she fills that thing to the brim of downloaded auidobooks of different mythologies as she can and she listens to them when doing schoolwork(she ends up having do be “homeschool” by online classes because things just do not go right when trying to attend schools outside of the protected borders)

She also loves anything soft. Especially stuffed animals. Oh my god she loves stuffed animals, well into her teens. She had one she managed to bring with her to camp that is her ultimate comfort object, a older beat up and been through a life time of ringers and back stuffed husky doll that she cherishes and takes care of like one might take care of gold. Over time (once they found out her birthday--October 5th) she starts getting stuffed animals as presents or just even as little splurges on herself . She also loves soft blankets soft clothes soft anything. She loves the texture and feel of it and it makes her happy.

She’s an aspiring writer and songwriter and can even sing a little but she has no confidence in her ability in any of those. But she has boxes and piles of notebooks and journals filled with little cartoony doodles and pages upon pages of stories and songs shes been writing for years now

Fun fact during her first year at camp Percy and Annabeth dropped by for a visit during their winter break to visit friends and I have this whole little story I might post about hoe when Percy’s walking to go meet someone he finds Elysia sitting alone at the beach doodling animals in her journal and he goes up to her(shes sitting all curled up so at a distance it probably looked like she was crying or something) to see if shes ok and because Nico had been telling him about her via iris messages and updates since she got there but he didnt get to meet her during the summer(stuff happened and she kinda hid from alot of people) but he finds her and he sits with her(after announcing his presence because Nico has told him about her being very jumpy and easily scared and that at that point hes the only one she really opens up to so dont take offense to it) and they sit for a bit and Percy asks her about her doodles and she just, for the first time like ever, she starts to open up because she gets so freaking excited and hyper about it that she just starts babbling away about her doodles and the animals of them and then about animals in general and she goes on this whole, like 30-40 minute info dump/ rant about them complete with diverting tangent questions that she answers herself before continuing with this just lit up and openly happy and ecstatic expression as she goes on and on while hes sitting there just listening to her and smiling down at her partly nostalgically because at that moment she reminds him so much of how Nico was when he first met him and you got him started on Mythomagic and that shes being so open about her excitement and then she looks at him and realizing what she was doing and she shuts herself up now panicking about how much she just word vomited on her big brother’s friend and more importantly this huge shot demigod Son of Poseidon whose saved the world not once but TWICE and who is probably very busy too busy to be hanging around with her--you get the idea of her panicking until Percy slowly reaches out his hand and she nods to let him know its ok and he ruffles her hair and tells her its ok he liked listening to her and holy shit I went on a tangent about that.

She also has alot of sweet bonding moments with Nico and Hazel because they teach her about having a loving and caring family and what thats like and its really sweet and cute and emotional

Did I mention she likes taking Nico’s shirts? Oh yeah she likes “borrowing” Nico’s shirts, and some of his jackets, mostly t-shirt and long sleeved shirts because once they get close his scent and presence really relaxes her nerves if she gets anxious. Of course its not stealing, its just borrowing and eventually giving back on laundry days...or he just lends it to her without being fully aware of it. Its cute because shes so short that they end up really big on her and she loves flapping the sleeves and the feeling of being engulfed in the safety of his presence without him even being there

ANYWAY COUGH COUGH

uhhhhhhh....yeah thats alot about her huh I think i’ll leave you all with that to take it and make sense of and I might make a part two(or you guys can ask about her too)

and yeeeeeeeeeee thats my PJO oc Elysia Melina!!

@phantommoonpeople

@kid-crashed

@demidorks (im sorry if im bothering you by tagging you youre one of the pjo blogs I follow and one of my favorites)

#percy jackson #percy jackson oc #percy jackon and the olympians #my oc #oc info #oc introduction #i guess #my art #my artwork #art wips #pjo #pjoverse #tw abuse #tw self harm mention #tw suicidal thoughts mention

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gaymingbinosaur · 3 years ago

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THANK YOU!!! I’ve been seeing this post and boob staring so much and even saw the og boob staring post. And it’s frustrating some of it feels anti-self diagnosis and the others just seems to enjoy dunking on something that seems stupid just for fun. And just no. Might be my adhd and “everyone has that” issues but like just because it’s something that everyone does doesn’t mean it can’t be a symptom. Like everyone daydreams but not everyone got tested for being the r word because they spaced out so much. Like hours every day will be spent staring at a wall daydreaming. But if someone screenshots me saying “daydreaming is how people found out I had adhd” I would be mocked.

And like I know a lot of this is rushing to dunk people without thinking about it like. I don’t know I have ptsd, anxiety, adhd and I think autism. I’m just so frustrated of seeing people “support” nerodivergences reblog this stuff without mentioning stuff op mentioned. Especially this post. Like before all the retweets and reblogs of this second post did anyone stop to think about why they might think that besides “stupid cringe and special snowflake” like why would associate tramau with recognizing footsteps. Like that doesn’t raise any red flags about this tweet. At all. Like with the boob staring at least I imagine unless you have adhd or heck maybe even if you have adhd it might be a struggle to gain context with. But like someone with tramau being hyper aware of footsteps isn’t a stretch at all.

Sorry for the rant but stone butch is right and I’m getting frustrated because this happened twice frequently and it’s concerning to me. Like if people are going to take my disabilities seriously and not mock it am I just going to have to make every word in my sentence to provide one hundred percent context. Like me talking about how I almost got diagnosed as an r word with my mom admiring she was terrified because she thought I’d have no future to me as a child because I daydreamed so much I flunked the test. And some dick wad is going to screenshot me and say “lol if you daydream you have adhd” I’m just like. I’m not even angry at specific people I can’t even remember who reblogged just I’ve seen these posts on my dash so much and I’m just. It’s frustrating. Like I get some of it is loved experiences with this mental illness and that’s why I know what the boob staring and foot steps mean (didn’t understand the reading part but makes sense, same reason I write) but like everyone went straight to mockery and acting superior and like only twice I’ve seen someone say “um this seems to be taken out of context and bad faith” sorry for the rant but I think especially with my adhd and being aware that a lot of my symptoms is stuff everyone does and not knowing how to tag these posts out of my feed so ive been upset for awhile.

Also note rule of thumb if you don’t see the og post and people complaining about x being a sign of this disorder and it seems stupid. Maybe don’t mock it or think people saying it are stupid and this might be out of context and in bad faith.

#abuse tw #r slur mention

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narahalara · 6 years ago

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hello i havent written on here in awhile so thisll be short rant i mustve been super tired cause i woke up late (its 10 am) right now and i woke up with drool lol and i was gonna go to the gym but i feel tired so maybe later i also woke up feeling warm so idk if my immune system is trying to fail me but it better not cause i need to study well for my phy sci midterm on monday and get my other stuff done also im debating if i should go home next week cause its the viewing of my former teacher and i want to give my respects cause he was honestly one of my favorite teachers in my life and also i am hungry i should eat ive been studying but also watchign greys anatomy alot lol also ive been going through an episodic phase of realizing im not in love with A.S. anymore and its been weird like kinda numb like im okay but im sad that i don’t love him anymoe i know that sounds dumb but i loved him a lot so finally realizing im not in love with him anymore and not even having a ghost of him following me for comfort is a lil painful since i was so used to his ghost being around but now I cant even remember how he looks like or the sound of his voice anymore so yeah but im okay also ive been struggling in school lately especially physics i dont even like talking about it thats how bad its been but i realize ive forgotten who i am in hs when this happened i made it as motivation to work harder to do better why? because im me and i dont give up even if im not the best not the brightest not the smartest, I make up for it for trying my hardest anyways yeah lets end this on a more lighter note by saying i officially realize i actually really do have a crush on my TA because whenever he is around my heart actually starts racing like crazy and i actually do feel the dizziness and nervousness and i realized with the other people i thought were cute like my SUP, like my SUP ordered pizza yesterday and dont get me wrong hes hot AF LOL also he is nice but my heart wasn’t racing it was more like I just fangirl over him but with my TA HE CAN LITERALLY DO NOTHING LIKE NOT INTERACT WITH ME AT ALL BUT HIM STANDING A COUPLE OF INCHES AWAY FROM ME IS SO NERVEWRECKING ITS EMBARASSING. also its tough cause i have to control myself in class cause i need to focus and i know i should care about my grade more than my ta lol but yeah hes really cute and handsome and has a nice body and reallyyy smart and he used to play tennis and badminton like me (dont ask how i know that LOL) but he’s older (only by 4 years though LOL but hes a ta) and has his life more put together than me obviously and to top it off like yeah idk hes just really cute like he seems kinda shy but I cant reveal my crush obviously for one thats embarassing and two hes my TA so thats innapropriate BUT THEN I ALWAYS HAVE TO ACT NONCHALANT OR KEEP A STRIGHT FACE WHEN HES AROUND AND IDK LIKE IM SORRY I LOOK SO MEAN IDK AHGHGHG ok end rant i need to eat breakfast

#vent

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fanfictionandstuff · 7 years ago

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Secrets- Riverdale X Reader Chapter 4- The Last Picture Show

Fandom: Riverdale

Warnings: Ms. Grundy and the clusterfuck that comes with that...<<also swearing apparently.

notes: yikes ive been inactive for forever jfc oops SORRY!

word count: 3,500 (ish)

You woke up on the soft and worn blue fabric of your living room couch the soft evening light filtering through the window. Your phone was blasting your moms ringtone and her smiling face lighting up the screen. You groggily picked up the phone and hit the green 'answer' button

"hey mom" you mumble still not 100% awake, you were not prepared for her this soon after waking up.

"Hey sweetie, how are you?" she greeted you chirpily, you groaned internally she wanted something 'sweetie' was a dead giveaway.

"I'm fine mom." you replied, sighing internally you just wanted her to get to whatever she wanted.

"Good, thats good...so I heard they found Jason Blossoms body...Sweetheart, I know it might be tempting to tell someone about your...ties to that family. But remember, you'll be ruining both our lives." your moms voice was almost happy and carefree, but there was definite worry under it, finally her reason for calling became clear.

Its not that your mom was a bad parent, but she was flighty and a bit self centered if it didn't suit her it wasn't an option and it had always been like that. When you were 12 she had left you for a month with a babysitter and gone to Rome for work. She tried she really did but she wasn't cut out for kids, honestly if you hadn't come along by accident your mother probably wouldn't have had kids. She was like the professional fun aunt, she was less flighty when you were a kid but something had changed when you were old enough to (kind of) take care of yourself and that was that. It stung a bit when it had first started happening but now you were just tired when it came to your mother.

"no mom. I haven't told anyone. I know the consequences."

"Good! lets keep it that way pumpkin, the Blossoms aren’t people you want to get mixed up with." she sighed with relief. 'pumpkin' was new.

"Are you coming home soon?" you asked, knowing better than to ask about her comment about the Blossoms you didn't ask about your father and she didn't tell, you had learned that one young.

She breezed past your question. "I have to go (y/n), talk later!" and she hung up before you could even say goodbye. You hit the end call button and threw it at the foot of the couch, and covered your face with one of the navy throw pillows in a form of protest against everything.

You glanced at the wall clock and realized it was almost 6pm, and you were starving so you changed into fresh clothes grabbed your backpack and slipped out the front door. Locking it behind you and walked the few blocks to pops, the neon signs greeting you as you approached.

You walked through the door to find some of your friends already sitting there. Jughead was gesturing angrily as you grabbed a chair from a nearby table and pulled it up. "The Drive-in closing, its just one more nail in the coffin that is Riverdale! No. forget Riverdale. in the coffin of the american dream." Jughead was ranting, he was still doing the angry gesture thing outrage in his every word. "As the godfather of indie cinema, Quentin Tarintino, likes to say--"

Kevin cut him off. "please, god, no more Quentin Tarintino references." "What? Im pissed. And not just about losing my job The Twilight drive in should MEAN something to us, people should be trying to save it!" Jughead continued his mini rant.

Veronica was next to chime in, "In this age of Netflix and VOD, do people really want to go watch a movie in a car? who even goes there?" “People who want to buy crack" Kevin added.

"And cinephiles and car enthusiasts--" Jughead started listing off people who go to the twilight and you were the one to cut him off this time.

"I go." you chimed in, you had been a bunch of times when the house got too empty or you felt too isolated. You would take the old beat up pick-up from the garage and go to The Twilight. Just to be around people for awhile, and not have to worry about oversharing. considering everyone in the freaking town only wanted to gossip about the blossoms and Jasons murder.

"See (y/n) gets it! The Twilight drive in is a riverdale treasure, right Bets?" Jughead gestured at you and then turned to a very distracted Betty. She blinked a few times before nodded and smiling politely. "Totally."

"Anyway, its closing because the town owns it but didn't invest in it. so when an anonymous buyer made mayor McCoy an offer she couldn't refuse--" Veronica cut Jughead off again. "Anonymous buyer? What do they have to hide, No one cares." "I do!" Jughead retorted.

"I kind of do too, well more about the drive in closing than the person who bought it. I wont--" have anywhere to go when I cant deal with the big empty house. "--I spend alot of time there." you catch yourself mid-thought. Jughead gives you that weird stare again like the first time you met in the gym. the weird 'I’m trying to figure you out not just looking at you' stare, after you chime in, and veronica and Kevin gave you half-hearted looks of curiosity.

Jughead breezed past it though. "Also, you guys should all come to closing night, Im thinking 'American Graffiti'. or is that too obvious?"

Veronica perked up at the slight topic change. "I vote anything starring Audrey Hepburn. Or Cate Blanchett." "Or the talented Mr.Ripley." Kevin added. "Betty, your choices?" Betty blinked like she had just woken up. "Everything OK, B?" Veronica asked. "Yeah, yeah. Im just thinking. um....Maybe 'Rebel without a cause?'" Everyone looked at you next, and you shrugged helplessly. "Rebel without a cause sounds good to me."

Veronicas mom came over and set down a basket of fried something or other in front of Veronica. Veronica smiled. "Thanks mom."

Kevin opened his mouth to bring up a new topic but was cut off by cheryl slamming her hand on top of Veronicas mothers a few tables over and glaring at her. "Be sure to put all* of that cash in the register. You are a Lodge, after all--" Veronica got up and started towards Cheryls table. "--and Lodges are known to have sticky fingers."

"oh no" you whispered under your breath. this had the possibility to be bad. "Cheryl." Veronica stated warningly, but her mother put up a finger to stop her.

"Honey I got this. Cheryl, I went to school with your mother. She didnt know the difference between having money and having class either." Veronica practically beamed with pride, while you tried to suppress a laugh at the look on Cheryls face. Veronica slid back into the booth just as the chime on the door jingled.

Kevins eyes widened slightly, "now thats* an odd combo of people."

The four of you followed kevins gaze and saw Archie, ms. Grundy, and Archies father walk through the door. "Ill be right back." Betty said while sliding out of the booth.

"Betty, no. dont." Jughead grabbed for Bettys arm but she was already on her way over to the group. You stared in confusion at Jughead and Bettys strong reaction to Archie and Ms.Grundy walking in together. She seemed nice enough, you didnt take any of her classes and didn't know her well you only really knew what Doily had revealed at the blue and Gold office. And then it clicked Archie had been AT Sweetwater river July fourth, and from what Dilton had told you so had Ms. Grundy, but you had never considered they were there together, that was so...oh god.

From the look of horror or shock on your face, Jughead seemed to follow your thought process and shot you a 'I'll explain later' look.

Kevin leaned back into his face his gaze flicking between you, Jughead, and Bettys retreating figure. "Wait, whats happening?" You and Jughead ignored him as you watched Betty and Archie exchange a few words and then head outside. You slid into Bettys now vacant seat next to Jughead to get a better view out the window. This was all about to come crashing down around Archies head, and like watching a trainwreck you couldnt look away. Even as unease and disgust was causing your stomach to flip.

"Whats happening out there? Do we know? Is it about me?" Veronica shot off rapid fire questions at Jughead as Kevin peered out the window. Jughead slumped down in his seat, his face contorted into unease. "I have a strong inkling and no, Also I'd let it go." "Yes, but you're you, and I'm me. You do you, girl. Ill be back." Veronica said while getting up from the booth with a lighthearted smile. "Veronica. You really should just let it drop." You added in an attempt to stop her from going.

Veronica just smiled at you mischievously and walked out the door into the parking lot. Jughead sighed and rolled his eyes. Kevin leaned in and looked at Jughead, "What was it like before she got here? I honestly cannot remember."

You laughed lightly, a slight hint of darkness clouding your eyes. "You mean Riverdale wasn't always straight out of a soap opera? Somehow I find that hard to believe." your words were dripping with sarcasm and a hint of bitterness.

Kevin just smiled awkwardly and turned his attention back to the window. You closed your eyes and leaned back into the vinyl of the seat and let out a long sigh. You were torn between just fleeing this insane town ASAP or punching Ms. Grundy in the face...or maybe just having her arrested...and then punching Archie in the face for once again being an idiot. All options sounded pretty good. When you opened your eyes Kevin was gone and Jughead was staring at you. "I'm not going to rat Archie out, Jughead. If thats what you're worried about somehow I think that would just hurt everyone worse." you offered quietly while switching to the other side of the booth.

"I wasn't worried about that. you just looked queasy." he replied. You sighed and ruffled a hand through your hair. "Student-teacher relationships Jughead. its sick. I know Archie is your friend, But its so, so,* wrong. And its all just about to get worse as far as I can tell." Jughead nodded and dropped his gaze down to the table. you grabbed a pen from the table and flicked it back and forth between your fingers, watching absentmindedly while it spun. An uneasy silence filled the air around the booth. "do you mind? if...if I hang out here for awhile longer? I dont want to go home yet." you asked quiety, your gaze on a small dent in the table. Jughead smiled, "As long as youre buying." he joked.

you grinned, "Paying you in food to hang out. its a little hookerish, but you have a deal Jones."

You grabbed your sketchbook that you had thrown in your backpack, and Jughead pulled out his laptop from his bag under the table. You both spent the next few hours in a comfortable silence, only talking occasionally to order a refill on a milkshake or get another round of food. At around 1am you finally had to tap out, your eyes were starting to close by themselves and it was getting harder for you to stay awake. You packed up your belongings and slipped on your jacket, Jughead looked up from his laptop. "Hey Jughead, I'm gonna head home now. My goldfish probably misses me." you smiled sleepily at your own semi-joke.

"Your goldfish, and not your parents?" Jughead asked. which would be a fair question, not many people would let their kid stay out so late.

"My goldfish is the only one missing me at home." you said quietly, your gaze averting from his. Jughead shut his laptop, before slipping it back into his bag.

"I know the feeling" Jughead said softly, his eyes cold. You didnt pry, it was obviously a touchy subject. So you grabbed your backpack and paid the tab the two of you had racked up shaking off the heavy tension, and headed towards the door, but Jugheads voice stopped you. "See you at school tomorrow (y/n)?" You smiled at him, "Count on it."

The next morning as you walked past the blue and gold offices an arm shot out and pulled you into the room. You stumbled and twirled around to see a nervous Betty wringing her hands, and waiting for you to get your bearings. "Betty! what the hell?" you said annoyed.

Betty looked around nervously before closing the door, "Sorry (y/n) I just need your help with something. I have something to tell you about Ms. Grundy and its--"

"That she and Archie are...dating?" you cut Betty off, cringing at the last word. She gaped at you, "You know about that?" You nodded, "I figured it out at pops the other night...wait, about that, is there something else?"

Betty walked over to her computer and gestured for you to follow, "Yeah look at this-" Betty pulled up a Bunch of tabs, all different social media accounts of Geraldine Grundy. "-everything about her was made around the same time, a year ago. before that Geraldine Grundy doesn't exist."

"...shit. Does Archie know?" you asked as ran a hand through your hair, sighing loudly..

"No. Im meeting him at Pops after school, I'm going to tell him then." Betty replied.

"Betty why are you telling me this?" "I just wanted a impartial third party to confirm that I wasn't being totally crazy about this social media thing." Betty said.

"Look Betty its super sketchy, but be careful. This whole Archie and Grundy bullshit is going to come crashing down Don’t get caught in the mess."

Later that day, you were sitting at the kitchen table working on biology homework when a knock sounded at your front door. You stood up from the wooden chair with a sigh and padded across the tiled kitchen floor into the living room, and then to the front door. You opened the door to see Jughead standing on your porch.

"I need your help, noone will listen to the concerns of one disgruntled employee, and you're the only other person in this town who cares the starlight is closing." he had his arms crossed, but his face was pleading. an odd mix of vulnerable and guarded.

"Hello to you too, yes this is a new shirt thanks for noticing, I'm also sorry for missing you at school." you paused but Jughead didn't respond. You sighed."Of course I'll help Jughead." You grabbed his arm and pulled him with you into the kitchen. "Do you have a plan?"

Jughead glanced around your kitchen, taking in the wood paneled floors and the weird mint green cupboards the previous owners had installed. "I want to appeal to Mayor McCoy directly, show her there are people other than addicts and thugs that frequent the drive in." Jughead started, but you cut him off.

"I take it im the 'people' in this scenario? you know for all you know I could be an addict AND a thug...I mean, I'm not. but wouldn't Betty be better for this? I’m kind of an unknown in this town." you said sarcastically as you hopped up on your kitchen counter.

Jughead stared at you from across the room. "Bettys distracted with the whole Archie and Grundy thing-" You grimaced. "-But, it doesn't matter, Betty doesn't go to the drive-in. you do. So we'll show her normal highschool kids show up, not just Riverdales 'criminal element'."

You pushed yourself off the countertop and grabbed your jacket from the back of a wooden chair where you had flung it earlier. "Alright. lets go." You and Jughead walked side by side to city hall, going over your strategy. so far the plan was use you as a prime example of the twilights redeeming qualities and if that failed, wing it.

When you got to city hall, the mayors secretary waved you in while she chatted on the phone. You trailed behind Jughead. The mayor was moving around her office flipping through papers. "Mayor McCoy you cant close the Twilight Drive-in." Jughead piped up before the mayor could say anything "Its a staple of this town!" You nodded along.

She moved to stand behind her desk, "I'm sorry, but the Twilight Drive in? Its a blight thats become a cesspool! And a hangout for criminals and transients." she took a seat in the red leather chair and continued to flip through her papers. "And normal highschool students! Im there almost every weekend." You shot back from next to the scale model of the town. annoyance biting at your words. The mayor smiled at you tightly, like a parent trying to get their child to behave in public. "Look kids, The deals done. Andrews construction is set to demolish the lot on monday."

You narrowed your eyes slightly at her. You were pissed beyond belief, but you had no idea what to say.

Jughead bit his lip and glanced down, bouncing slightly. He grabbed a chair and pulled it up to the mayors desk. "Mayor McCoy, when I was a kid, my family and I would go to the drive-in all the time.- " She finally put down her papers and crossed her arms, leaning on her desk, giving Jughead her full attention. "-We couldn't afford tickets for everyone...so my sister, Jellybean, and I would hide in the trunk until we parked. we'd sneak out." He shook his head slightly at the last part. your heart broke for him as he looked the mayor in the eye again, his expression pleading."It's like my home."

The mayor glanced away and then looked at him again. "Thats a very sweet sentiment, Mr. Jones. But the future of Riverdale is at stake." her expression and voice were almost kind, but there was an edge of condescension in every word. Jughead shook his head and stood up from the chair, heading straight for the door.

"Jughead!" you called after him. but he didn't stop. You turned to face the mayor and gave her the best glare you could manage before running after Jughead. You headed out the double doors of the mayors office to see Jughead disappearing around the corner, The floorboards creaked softly as you jogged to catch up with him.

"Jughead, wait!" you called after him again, your voice echoing through the empty hallway. He finally paused and turned to face you. "I'm sorry." you said, there was nothing else you could say. you could tell he was hurting, and you had no idea how to help.

"Thanks for trying." was all Jughead said before he walked away again. And this time you didn't follow.

That Friday night you trailed behind Kevins truck in yours, his truck only had two seats so you had to take yours. He and Veronica parked and you took the spot next to them, the three of you immediately climbed out of your vehicles and started setting up the blankets. the spots around you started quickly filling up as just about every person in Riverdale arrived in the gravel lot for the Twilights final showing.

Kevin and Veronica settled in as you pulled out your sketchbook, an empty page staring back at you, but you had a plan for it. You grabbed your pencil and started recording what you saw in graphite and paper, The twilights curtain call. The people of riverdale moving around you, the soft glow of the screen, casting everything in shadows. You knew things were happening around you; Cheryl climbing in with Kevin and Veronica, Bettys mom showing up and dragging off Archies dad. But you were focused on this scene, not anyone elses.

For almost two hours you sketched, shaded, and erased. until you had something that reflected what you were trying to capture. You carefully tore it from your sketchbook as the movie began to roll the credits in the background. You folded the page and scrawled a note on the back.

'a little piece of home. --(y/n)'

As people started to pack up their things and go home, you walked to the projector house and looked at the paper in your hands again, the words on the back staring back at you as you slipped the drawing under the door and knocked, before turning and walking away to join the line of people leaving the drive in for the last time.

But even as you climbed into your truck, you couldn't shake the feeling the twilight drive-in wouldn't be the only thing changing in Riverdale.

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First Dates IV

genre: comedy, angst, fluff, smut, etc.

pairing: Johnny x reader

word count: 2268

Parts: I II III IV V

You awoke the next morning with a light pounding sensation in your head much to your disdain. You still had your phone clutched in your hand so you turned it on and checked the time. 8:58 Am. You only got about four hours of sleep which was far less than you needed in order to function decently. You could hear the tv still running and you carefully moved to your side and stood up despite how much you’d rather stay in bed and get more rest. You walked out of the room and made your way to the front of the apartment to leave. After the conversation with Johnny the night prior you didn’t feel like seeing Troian let alone speaking to her as if you weren’t completely head over heels for her man. A sequence of yawns left your lips as you walked towards the front door with your eyes on the couch, watching the other sleep peacefully.

You wanted to tell yourself that you didn’t feel bad for feeling the way you did but in reality you did. No matter how horrible she was at times, or how many people she was seeing at the same time, you still felt bad. As you walked out of the apartment you wondered to yourself how you would feel if it was you in that position. Completely clueless and happy while someone that you were close to was interested in your boyfriend. You told yourself that no matter how many boyfriends she had, it still wasn’t right to try to ruin what she had going on for her. She may have a habit of telling you that the people that she’s with are only her boyfriends because they had money to give her and she liked being able to get money without working just to be cute, but you knew better. You knew that there was more to it than just that for her, because if that was the case then she wouldn’t be interested in Johnny. He wasn’t incredibly rich, that was more than obvious. He was just a middle class student like you and Troi. There was nothing financially appealing about the boy which frustrated you. Maybe it would have been better if Troi was with him for the money. At least then you would know that she wasn’t genuinely attracted to this boy, and it was just for the money which would provide you some source of comfort. But there wasn’t even that.

The air was cold and uninviting when you walked outside, especially for late spring weather. You began the short walk back to your place and tried your best to not think about him even though the possibility of successfully doing so seemed almost non existent. You looked through your texts and noticed that he left you two messages, and although you couldn’t see the entire first message you could tell that it had something to do with last nights conversation. Don’t open it. You open it anyways. You’re thumb slides across the screen and you read the entire message slowly to yourself. Sorry about last night, I don’t know why I said what I said I was half asleep and I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I know you only think of me as a brother or something like that. I didn’t mean to push that on you and accuse you of something that you didn’t even think about. Sorry.

You rolled your eyes and turned the screen off, your footsteps getting slightly quicker as the sudden need to go home and take a shower to wash off all of the events that happened from your mind. What was he trying to imply by the message? The thought ran laps in your mind and you found your lips forming into a pout and you felt the urge to cry. Was he trying to tell himself that you didn’t feel that way? Was he that disgusted? You knew that he was far too smart and observant to not be able to come to the conclusion that you in fact had strong feelings for him. He knew that you wouldn’t buy that shit about not feeling that way for him, so what was he trying to say? He was always the one to take note of small gestures that you wouldn’t even think twice about, and he could read people like an open book. Easily he should have been able to come to the conclusion that you liked him. Maybe he was trying to tell himself that you didn’t like him. Maybe that’s the only way he could continue to have you in his life. Maybe he just didn’t want anything to do with you and whatever mess was going on in your head at the time. Maybe he thought you didn’t mean anything by your actions. Maybe he wasn’t thinking at all.

Finally arriving to your apartment you saw Johnny sitting there on your couch with a worried look on his face. He stared at you for a moment with the look of both disbelief and and extreme concern. You dropped your keys onto the table beside the entrance and slipped off your shoes before walking in, closing the door quietly behind you.

“What are you doing here?” You forgot for a moment that he had a spare key to your place in the case of an emergency or if he didn’t have a place to stay. You thought about this fact for a moment and observed him, wondering if he was homeless. Your eyes scanned the area to see if there were any bags near him but you didn’t see any which threw you off slightly.

“I-” He paused and flailed his arms in exasperation. He let out a dry laughter that was filled with anger, the type of anger that you’ve never seen in him before. Granted you barely saw him in any mood but happy but this anger was one that you knew well. It was the kind of anger you felt when you were lost, or felt as if there was nothing else that you could do. The type of anger you feel when nothing’s going right and then one thing, just one more thing builds up on top of that. “I can’t believe any of this.”

“What can’t you believe, that you’re in my house? Getting ready to yell at me? Yeah me too.”

“The least you could do is reply when i text you, anything, something. I thought that you just went awol I don’t know I was fucking worried Y/N. You usually get back here before now, and you text me something anything after the sleepovers.”

You felt the urge to laugh in his face as he continued to rant to you about not contacting him, but you knew that it wasn’t the lack of contact that upset him and the last thing that you needed was to piss him off even more.

“Johnny relax. If you were that worried you could have called me, not come into my house and yell at me about it.” You could see the look of stupidity that fell on his face. He now knew how stupid he sounded. “Anyways, are you ready to tell me the real reason why you’re upset? Or am I not really relevant enough to talk to, because that’s cool too.”

Now he was the jackass. You walked past him and made your way to the bathroom. You never bothered to grab clothes to change into because you knew that Johnny was too embarrassed to stay around after being exposed in such a manner. You ran the water until it was just above warm the way you always had it and took off your top. You took a moment to tie your hair up before going to take off your pajama bottoms, but before you could slide them off the door opened immediately.

While you turned around to see what was going on a pair of arms shoved you against the bathroom door, causing your body to close it with a loud bang and you felt your back slightly ache from the rough contact. You looked up Johnny who was staring at you, his face fully flushed red. Your breathing became more erratic and loud and you swore you could taste your heart because of how nervous you were. He was so close. You were practically breathing in the carbon that he was breathing out. Either way you could barely breathe, partially because you forgot how to.

“Johnny what are you doing.” you tried to laugh it off but his hands gripped your wrists tighter to the point where it might have even hurt a little if you weren’t so disassociated. You winced a bit causing him to loosen his grip a bit, but that wasn’t much help after he brought his face even closer to yours to the point where your noses were touching.

“You wanted me to tell you why i was so upset?” You couldn’t even bring yourself to nod or make a snarky comment under your breath. “Maybe i’m pissed about the lack of sleep I got because of you. You know I stayed up all night thinking about you? Maybe i’m pissed about the fact that you had the nerve to mention her while I was talking to you. If I wanted to talk to her I would have either called her or gone over.”

“Look Johnny, you’re probably tired just go to bed, okay? You can sleep on my bed if you want.”

“Shut up for one second.” He paused. You watched his eyes size you up and he leaned in, his lips barely touching your ear and he whispered into your ear. “I’m mad because I want you. But I know that having you is selfish.”

“Listen to me.” He pulled away from your ear and looked at you, the look in his eyes softening. You opened your mouth to speak but you didn’t know what to say. You closed your eyes and quickly pressed your lips against his before you could second guess yourself. You felt him kiss back roughly, his impatience exposing him with every movement. He pulled away for a second, keeping his forehead pressed against yours and your lips barely a centimeter apart.

“I want you, now.” He pressed his lips against yours again and although you were enjoying his sudden display of affection you couldn’t shake the feeling off of yourself that something was just off. The fact that he was so interested in you all of a sudden made no sense to you, and the fact that this was actually happening made your head spin in circles. But why now all of a sudden?

He transferred both of your wrists to one of his hands and the other quickly ran its way down your body, squeezing your breast through the worn out bra that you used to sleep with every once in awhile. You mentally cursed yourself once again for being unprepared, wishing that you wore nicer underwear for such an occasion. You didn’t allow yourself to express your satisfaction with his movements though, you knew better than that. You could tell that he was trying desperately to get a rise out of you as he continued to caress your breast before moving his hand lower at an excruciatingly slow pace. Once his hands reached the hem of your bottoms you bucked your hips forward subconsciously at the excitement that you could feel bubbling at the pit of your stomach. His hand slipped under your underwear smoothly and the coldness of his hand made you shiver and bring your body closer to him as you let out a quiet whimper against his lips. You pulled away for a moment to get air but his lips were already making their way down your neck. You looked up at the ceiling and tried to focus on something other than what was happening in an attempt to not make much noise and expose yourself. This method showed itself to be useless though when you felt his teeth softly nip at your neck, causing you to let out a quiet moan.

You could hear him laugh in response to your moan making you roll your eyes in slight annoyance. You felt something vibrate and his actions completely stopped, causing you to freeze as well. You watched as he pulled away, pulling his cellphone out of his front pocket and he looked at his screen, his face instantly falling after coming to the realization of what was happening. Troian’s name was on the screen and he rolled his eyes before answering the phone.

“What is it this time Troi.” The sound of annoyance was extremely audible in his voice when he answered the phone. “Okay okay, I didn’t forget, alright? I’ll be there in a sec, no i’m not home. I’m at Y/N’s I was grabbing a snack from her place since she owed me food anyways.” You couldn’t hold in your laugh as you listened to his conversation. He eyed you and brought his fingers up to his lips, signalling for you to be quiet.

After a moment he hung up and rand his hands through his hair before moving you from in front of the door and opening it. He stepped out slightly, turning behind him and looking at you for a moment with an apologetic look on his face.

“We’ll finish this another time, as you can see I have some business to tend to.”

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