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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years ago

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baby scarab || 52

anon - hiya, hope you're doing okay! I love baby scarab and the stuff about y/n struggling with eating. I have a request. it's totally fine if you don't want to do this. but what if y/n like hid wrappers or leftover food underneath stuff in the bin because she's scared of people knowing shes eaten something and the boys comfort her and tell her she doesn't need to do that. again it's okay if you don't want to write this as I understand it could be triggering❤️

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anon - Hi! love your baby scarab series, i was wondering how marc/steven/jake and/or layla would react to Y/N having a panic attack? especially with the three alters

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anon - Pls do one where y/n has a really bad migraine and the moon boys are trying to help the best they can, been having one for 2 days and it hurts :(

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A/N : AHHHHHHHHH :0

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : STILL using poe dameron gifs bc i STILL dont know where to find more mk ones :(

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, mentions of violence, language, mentions of old foster parents bringing up old shit, panic attack, mentions of nightmares, protective dads, let me know if i missed anything.

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you shot up from where you were laying, making marc jump in surprise and help steady you as you looked around the room frantically.

“woah kid, are you okay?” marc asks and you just stare at the wall for a second before looking to him.

“..yeah… i’m okay” you confirm more to yourself than marc, and that’s when you notice the switch.

“are you sure you’re alright, love?” steven asks gently and you look away while nodding.

you couldn’t help but bring your hand up to where you had been hit in your dream, and that’s when the questions started coming.

“was it harrow again?” jake asks and you nod again.

“oh my gosh, did he hit you?” stevens eyes widen a fraction and you look to him and shake your head.

“it.. it wasn’t him” you start and you see stevens face turn pale.

“who..” it seemed like steven already knew who it was.

“oh no.. no no it wasn’t us” steven tries to deny it and you just look down at the floor.

“steven i’m sorry”

“no” steven shakes his head. “i’m sorry, and i can not stand it when you apologize for things that are out of your control��

that surprised you. you’ve come to get used to the weird dreams, knowing that would never ever happen to you, so it didn’t really phase you anymore what happened.

unless harrow was involved. and he was just trying to scare you.

you all knew that, you weren’t stupid.

“wha-“

“no- i’m not finished, stop apologizing to us for the simple things like dreams, and even though we could seem angry it doesn’t mean you should be sorry” he rants and you nod.

“now you know that i would never ever hurt a single hair on your head” steven hesitantly reaches out towards you, and takes you leaning towards him instantly as the ‘go ahead’ to put his arm around your shoulder for a side hug.

“i know. he’s just trying to fuck with me” you try to make light of the situation.

and it seemed that you did a little since steven stifled a small laugh.

“can we-“

“forget about it? please” marc interrupts, and you sigh, getting up and wandering to the kitchen.

steven followed after you while you shuffled through the cabinets.

“you want to order in?” he offers and you nod.

“i’ll pay though” you tell him and he makes a face.

“but you need to-“

“but i have extra money since i don’t have to pay rent anymore” you defend and he just sighs, knowing you’ll find a way to win the fight.

“only if you insist” steven puts his hands up in surrender while you pull your phone out to dial the number of one of your favorite take out places.

while you were having a conversation with the lady on the phone, steven was talking to both marc and jake, and you couldn’t focus in on them since you didn’t want to take up too much of this ladies time.

by the time you were done, steven was gone and that made you confused again.

“steven? guys?” you ask into the air.

“in here!” you hear steven shout from what sounded like your room.

you made a face and rushed over, to see that he had about a dozen wrappers in his hand.

“didn’t you just clean in here? sorry for coming in but i saw rubbish on the floor and thought i’d pick it up” he says quickly and shrugs.

you just purse your lips and nod. “i did. i cleaned it, i mean” you confirm and feel your breathing pick up a bit, and you don’t know why.

your hands suddenly felt clammy too, and you found yourself leaning against your doorframe as steven approached you.

“then where did all these come from?” he wonders and you just avoid looking in his general direction.

“hey, is something wrong?” he asks and you take a deep shaky breath before answering.

“i uhm.. you know i have really fast metabolism right?” you ask and hide your face in your hands.

“yeah from the spider bite” marc says and you feel your legs weaken as you start sliding down the doorframe while steven tenses up a bit and crouches down in front of you.

“hey, princesa talk to me” jake brushes your hair out of your face as tears involuntary gather in your eyes.

“i- i can’t breath” you gasp out, and you start clawing at your throat, making jake pry your hands away and hold them down at your sides.

“shh, just listen to my voice. can you do that, princesa?” jake asks in a soft voice, and all you can respond with is a short nod.

“good, now there’s no need to worry, we aren’t mad i promise” he starts and you focus on trying to catch your breath.

“we know your fast metabolism causes you to get hungry a lot, so it’s perfectly fine to have snacks throughout the day- as many as you want as long as you feel good” he adds, and you nod, coming back to your senses.

marc and steven stayed quiet, amazed at how fast jake of all people could calm you down.

“i- i was just worried you’d get mad because you just went to the store and spent all this money and-“

“hey, just work on breathing okay?” jake starts and you take a deep breath, doing so.

“we got those snacks for you, and don’t worry about money. you are our daughter so as long as you’re happy and healthy that’s all that matters to us”

that made your bottom lip wobble a bit, and seeing as your breathing had calmed down jake helped you stand so that he could pull you into a hug.

you hug him back immediately, and since you were overwhelmed by so many feelings at once, you couldn’t help but grip onto the back of his shirt like your life depended on it.

your arms were wrapped around jake the tightest they could be, to which he did the same, holding you impossibly close to him.

jake rocked you back and forth while you continued to calm yourself down, one of his hands coming up to run a hand through your hair.

your hands shook from how tight you were holding onto jakes shirt, which he could feel and it worried him.

it was a complete turn around in your mood when steven brought out those wrappers, which now rested in his pocket.

none of them knew how upset you would get- hell, you didn’t even know you’d get upset.

you just surprisingly still not used to the whole family thing, and that families are supposed to actually love each other and ‘never’ get mad.

sure, you’ve seen each of them a bit angry in their own ways, but they never yelled or shouted at you.

they never directed their anger towards you like past ‘parents’ have.

well, yes they’ve gotten frustrated with you before and vise versa, but it all gets sorted out since you are all comfortable with communicating it.

jake just continued to rock you back and forth, at the same time that the phone in his pocket was vibrating, signaling that somebody was calling one of them.

jake just rolled his eyes.

“whoever it is can wait” jake mutters and he feels you smile a little against where your face was pressed into his chest.

they were a relieved that you got over your little panic attack so quickly.

you eventually let go, giving your sore hands a rest from gripping at jakes shirt so hard.

he didn’t let you go though, he stayed there with his nose buried in your hair.

you didn’t mind it either. you knew jake wasn’t usually a touchy person, so just having him there this close to you by choice meant a lot.

but of course, all good things come to and end.

“aww” steven suddenly voices.

“steven shut up you ruined their moment” marc scolds, which makes you laugh, jake letting go to look at you in the eyes.

“don’t pay attention to those idiotas” he scoffs. “we all know i’m your favorite” he winks at you, and you chuckle again.

“only because you have cool hats”

“i’ll take it” he lets go of you, and both of you shuffle into the living room after jake threw away the wrappers in his pocket.

“it’s been weird ever since i got bit by that spider” you start, plopping down on the couch, jake doing the same with a raised eyebrow.

“i used to skip meals and now i spend most of my nights eating fruit roll ups” you joke and jake stifles a laugh as both pedro and luna hop up on the couch in between you both.

you got distracted by the cats and didn’t notice the look jake was giving you.

but when you did, you halted in your movements and stopped petting the cats.

“..what?” you test and he just shakes his head.

“i’m just so proud of you” he says and you must have made a confused face since he elaborated.

“you’ve come so far. i mean- like you said, you’d skip meals and now with your fast metabolism, you’re getting all the nutrients you need” he starts.

“that’s how i know that you’re healthy. and we don’t even have to remind you anymore, you just know how to take care of yourself now. that’s what i’m proud of” he ends, and you lean over the cats to press a quick kiss to his cheek before moving back to petting the cats.

never in jake lockleys life did he think he’d ever have kids.

granted, you’re adopted but still.

yet here he is. sitting next to his daughter and his two cats.

he also never thought he’d look at anyone with as much love as he does with you.

you’re his life, the main thing keeping him grounded, the light that shines through all the dark things he’s done.

he’s killed, tortured, but you looked past all of that and to him.

really he was just a softy, and you’d gotten him to crack.

meaning he can’t help but smile whenever you’re around.

you’ve told him his smile was pretty, and that he should do it more.

and then he said the same thing, and you threw whatever was in your hands at him.

that time, it was a small bag of goldfish.

the cats ate all the ones that fell on the floor.

that was off topic.

anyways.

you and jake just sat on the couch and watched your favorite show with pedro and luna, and before you knew it it was almost time for dinner.

and yes, that meant another problem.

when you cried, it made a minor headache form.

you thought it’d go away, but it’s just gotten worse.

to where it feels like someone is poking your brain through your nose or something.

you were laying on the floor while steven made dinner, which was one of your favorites.

you loved the smell, but right now it overwhelmed your senses and causes your headache to get worse.

“darling? suppers rea- why are you on the floor?” steven asks, walking into the room.

you don’t answer, which makes steven tilt his head and crouch down next to you.

“do you need help up?” he asks and you slightly nod, so steven grabs onto both of your hands and helps you up.

you followed after him to the kitchen with half lidded eyes and a small cranky frown on your face.

when you got to the table with the plated food in front of you, you sat there with your head in your hands.

steven sat down as well and noticed your grumpy face so he sighed and waited until you would tell him what’s wrong before doing anything else.

“my head hurts” you mumble, taking your hands off your face to start eating slowly.

“do you need me to get you some medicine? make sure to stay hydrated too, that usually helps me” he offers and you just nod.

“i can get it” you mumble, and stand up to get some pain relievers.

steven sat there watching to see if you needed any help until you came back over to swallow the two small pills with some water.

“i really do hope you feel better” steven starts quietly, being considerate of your heightened hearing.

“i know how bad migraines can be, i get them myself” he continues, and you just listen while you both eat dinner.

“if you want me to be quiet, just tell me because personally noise makes it worse. also- my migraines were all marc’s fault”

“what the hell no they weren’t” marc grumbles, and you smile down at your plate.

“yes they were stupid, i got them more before i even knew you existed, ever since i only have like one a month” he informs and you both finish up dinner.

steven had insisted that you go rest while he took care of all the cleaning, that of which you threatened to web him to the table so that you could do it all yourself.

but then khonshu hit you with another spell, making you too tired to even move.

as per marc’s request.

it was harmless, it literally just made you feel really tired.

so you lie on the couch while glaring at steven while he cleans up the whole kitchen himself.

but, your headache was feeling a bit better every couple minutes.

so by the time steven was done, you could actually have a conversation with him.

so that ended with you eventually falling asleep on him again, this time in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

you knew for a fact steven, marc, or jake- or even khonshu would ever actually hurt you.

physically or emotionally.

not on purpose of course, because there has been the occasion that marc has accidentally bonked his head on yours while you were hanging from the ceiling.

or times with steven where he’d be teaching you how to cook some dishes when he would accidentally splash a bit of hot oil on you.

he felt so bad about that. he actually picked you up some ice cream to apologize.

even though it was an honest accident.

there was this one time with jake though, he was on guard and back from a mission and didn’t know you were still awake, and he mag have almost tried to punch you until he realized you were, well- you.

but in all seriousness, they were harmless to you.

they were your dads after all.

you’re going to keep having ups and downs but that’s what life is all about.

as long as you have each other, you’ll be fine.

and you always will have each other.

and that makes it perfect.

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A/N : my adrenaline from the mouse situation got me to write (rush) the rest of the chapter out

ily all, and all your requests are so creative (especially the smut ones, i love those lol)

see you all in a couple days :)))

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mccn-bcys · 2 years ago

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Jake the Cabbie, Steven the Comfort

request: jake isn't the best with emotions and how to handle people who express those emotions in the back of his cab. so steven takes over to comfort those people instead. @atramental-chaos

pairing: none

author’s note: pls enjoy this I wrote it at one am. I hope it's what you requested! I really good you enjoy it, even though it's a little short! let me know if you guys like it!

jakes never really been good with his own emotions

let alone other people's

which is why the weekends aren't really his favorite

sure he gets a lot tips and stuff bc people are out partying, drinking, etc

but he can only handle so many whiny or crying drunk girls, sometimes even men.

he would try his best to ignore then and just get them to where they want to go

it's his job afterall

but he can only handle so much

he really does try to suffer through it

but eventually he gets annoyed

he just wants to his job in peace dammit

a snarl starts to form

curses in spanish are released under his breath

his reflection is sympathetic

"come on, jake. have a heart. the girls boyfriend cheated on her."

'steven, that happens all the time. doesn't mean she can get mascara on my seats'

steven keeps pesturing him to help the girl

'what the hell am I gonna do about it? why don't you help her?'

steven was always better in tune with emotions than jake and marc

steven somehow just had a way about him

so the next red light or stop sign that jake approaches

steven fronts

hes immediately turning around

making sure the crying girl was okay

"do you need a tissue? a water? I'd over a hug if I didn't have to drive."

the rest of the ride he's checking up on his distraught passenger

"pretty girl like you doesn't deserve to be with a cheating prick anyways"

steven probably even offers to buy her dinner to make sure she eats

he's talking her up, telling her jokes

hell he might even break out the Egyptian mythology

anything to distract her from whatever twit had upset her.

sometimes he even gets a phone number from whoever he comforted by the end of the drive

he of course is flattered

jake and marc are impressed

"see what happens mate when you just make sure they're okay?"

"hermano, id rather not pick up my dates when they're wasted and crying"

"whatever, let's just finish up the night."

steven gets exhausted

it's tiring comforting and supporting so many strangers in one night

jake is content though

he still made his money

and he didn't have to deal with their emotions

and he gets to keep driving

steven is content as well

their passenger got home safely

and steven can sleep peacefully knowing that he helped them

if just for the night

marc is happy because he didn't have to do anything 😌

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hlbringmehome · 3 years ago

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thanks marce @marrltt for tagging me xx

✩︎ what do you prefer to be called name-wise?

kody

✩︎ when is your birthday?

29 november

✩︎ where do you live?

aotearoa (new zealand)

✩︎ three things you're doing right now?

having an energy drink, downloading podcasts for my walk, filling this out (?) lmao

✩︎ four fandoms that have piqued your interest right now?

recently returned here (1d/harrie/louie), horror films (watched hereditary ln!), babysitters club (season 2 netflix is coming!), honestly thats me rn, cant think of a fourth!

✩︎ how is the pandemic treating you?

we are in our second lockdown here, we’ve been so blessed living in aotearoa that we have a strong government and national response to outbreak, i dont know anyone who’s had covid and only had a couple of scares! it’s been hard, emotionally, but im doing ok

✩︎ songs you can't stop listening to right now?

defenceless, sweet creature, kiwi (hl), loverboy (the front bottoms)

✩︎ recommend a movie

i watched hereditary last night! very good but quite scary so pls read content warnings if you decide to give it a go

✩︎ how old are you?

twenty three

✩︎ school, university, occupation, other?

i have one more paper left for my degree! graduating in december :) i currently work as a performing arts (dance/drama/singing) teacher, i have a bunch of gorgeous kids i teach from 3 year olds to 14 year olds! i love them sm!

✩︎ do you prefer hot or cold?

hot weather! i hate being cold

✩︎ name one fact others may not know about you

i love doing laundry, boring, i know

✩︎ are you shy?

yes, naturally very shy, but i’ve done a lot of work to be able to come out of my shell more

✩︎ do you have any preferred pronouns?

they/them

✩︎ any pet peeves?

(when i was a kid i used to think this meant animals you didnt like lmao??) but people who are hypercritical of what others do

✩︎ rare your life 1-10. 1 being really crappy and 10 being the best you could ever be

big question - i’m gonna say 6, i’m a lot happier than i used to be, but there’s a lot i want to achieve, emotionally, financially, in my career

✩︎ what's your main blog?

@stfukody (u tagged me there too but i’ll just fill it in here!)

✩︎ list your side blogs and eat they're used for

i used to have a couple but not anymore

✩︎ is there anything you think people need to know about you before becoming friends with you?

i’m very sensitive and shy at first but i’m very loyal and i love my friends so much

tagging some mutuals (be my friend? no pressure to do this!)

@larrys-love-child @sweetsmokelarrie @thosefookinavacados @holyshit @inbluehalove @hlhome28

#tag game!#thanks again marce for tagging me!!#youre so sweet #me

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whumpupthejam · 4 years ago

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He’s Out There

//tw: kidnapping, home invasion, stalking

Marcus’s hands are still shaking. They need to stop shaking. He can’t get the key to fit into the lock of his apartment door. Damn it, that’s the wrong key. What’s wrong with him? The jingling of metal is too loud in the otherwise silent night as he attempts to find the right one.

Not being able to stop himself as his panic rises, he looks back at the parking lot, eyes scanning the rows of vehicles belonging to his neighbors. Every shadow seems to deepen and darken as his eyes dart back and forth. They catch movement and his breath hitches, but it’s only Mrs. Allret walking her chihuahua, Diane. Nothing strange. Nothing unexpected for a Thursday night. But he can feel the eyes on him, same as he had in the grocery store. His flesh hasn’t stopped crawling since he first noticed the man staring at him from the end of the bread aisle. Everywhere he went in the store, the man’s dark eyes had followed. Is it stupid to think that the man might’ve followed him home? Somehow, Marcus is certain that he did—that he’s still watching him right now from some shadowed place that he can’t see.

“Fuck, fuck!” Marcus growls when he drops his keys. He hasn’t been standing in front of his door for more than twenty seconds, but it feels like twenty minutes, grocery bags weighing heavily on his wrists. Crouching as best he can, he grabs the keys and finally unlocks the door, still in that position. He half-crawls through the door, kicking it shut behind him. The groceries remain on the floor as he spins around to re-lock the door as quickly as possible.

He stays there for a moment, kneeling just inside, panting. As he slaps himself lightly on the cheek to pull himself out of it, he chuckles. This whole reaction was enormously stupid. Sure, that guy at the store was a freaking creep, but why would he follow Marcus home? And anyway, even if he did, it would be pointless. Marcus has nothing worth stealing. His apartment is modest at best, and he doesn’t even have enough furniture to fill it—he doesn’t even have a couch! He’s a college dropout. He eats 99¢ noodles for almost every meal. The only reason he was able to go on a more substantial shopping trip tonight was that his cousin finally paid him for when he dog-sat for her three weeks ago.

No, the only thing worth stealing might be his TV, or his laptop. His TV, the man can have if he wants it. It’s old and the audio stopped working last week. The laptop isn’t in too bad of shape, but it’s hardly something that Marcus thinks would make him the target of theft. There are plenty of other people in his complex with much more to offer than he does.

And if the man doesn’t want to steal from him, then he hardly knows what other reason he would have to follow him home. He doesn’t have any enemies. He doesn’t think he owes anyone any money other than Caleb, and his best friend is hardly going to put out a hit on him for thirty bucks.

It’s completely stupid to be so scared of some guy who was probably just acting weird ‘cause he was high or something. He didn’t follow Marcus home. He would’ve had no reason to. Even so, as Marcus stands up and grabs the dropped bags from the floor, the prickly feeling in his stomach doesn’t go away.

He turns on some music as he puts away his food, and sings along, hoping it will put him at ease. It does. He almost forgets about the man from the store until he sees someone cross quickly in front of his living room window. It’s just a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye, but it was unmistakably a person. The blinds are drawn up like they always are. His building backs up to the woods, so there’s no reason anyone should be back there, especially at this time of night. He never feels the need to have the blinds down. Until now, that is.

He takes a shaky breath and turns to finish putting away his groceries. Maybe it was a late-night jogger after all—he doesn’t know that it’s a crazy man. As he puts the last item—a carton of eggs—in the fridge, there is a moment of silence as one song ends and another has not yet begun. Marcus can hear the sound of something moving in the bushes outside the window.

“Fuck,” he says, barely above a whisper.

He quickly shuts off the music and walks tentatively up to the glass. Nothing can be seen in the blackness except for the small bushes beneath the window, and the wall of trees a little ways off in front of him. He can’t get a very good view of the surrounding areas from behind the glass. Briefly, he wonders if he should step out onto the back porch, but quickly decides that that would be the most idiotic thing he could possibly do. Marcus is about to turn back to the kitchen when he notices something that makes his heart stop.

Just to the right of his window, obscured in shadow and almost hidden by the bushes, is the obvious shape of a person crouching down, watching him. He stumbles back as if he’s been shot in the chest, scrambling across the floor to hide behind the kitchen island. The shaking is back, and he can’t catch his breath. His heart is beating painfully against the inside of his chest.

He’s out there.

He doesn’t have to see the person clearly to know it’s him. He just knows.

With fingers that almost appear to be in spasm, he grabs his phone and begins typing out a message to his friend Jake, who happens to live in his building on the second floor.

>are ypy home?

>*you

Usually, Jake is pretty good about responding if he’s available, but two minutes pass and the message is still unread. Marcus presses the ‘call’ icon and puts the phone to his ear. It rings. It keeps ringing.

“Your call has been forwarde—” Marcus doesn’t let the robotic voice finish.

He tries again.

“Your call—”

He lets out a sound that’s somewhere between a whimper and a groan of frustration.

>pls man, tgeres someone outside

>you can call me a pussy I dont care. i’m scared.

>I think he followsd me home

He knows he’s making typos, but his hands are shaking so badly that he can’t do anything about it. Another couple of minutes passes. Marcus can’t bring himself to look around the corner of the island. He just sits with his back pressed against it, staring at his reflection in the oven door. He looks pathetic.

He almost jumps out of his skin when his phone buzzes. It’s Jake.

<Sorry, bud. out with Kass and her friends. pretty wasted. won’t be home tonight.

What? That’s it?

He presses the ‘call’ icon again. It rings.

“Hello?” Jake sounds mildly pissed as he answers. He also, admittedly, does sound wasted. Marcus can hear it in his voice.

“Jake, I’m sorry, but I’m telling you, some guy followed me home from the store, and I think he’s watching me through my window right now.”

“So? Close the window.”

“Jake!”

“Sorry. Sure you’re not seeing things, Marc? Hell, I see things all the time,” Jake slurs, chuckling slightly.

Marcus shakes his head in aggravation. “Dude, stop being an ass, you know I don’t make a big deal about this stuff.” He can’t keep his voice from wobbling. “Please, Jake, help me.”

The line is silent for a minute. “Sorry, Marc. I can tell you’re actually scared, and I’m being a dick. I wish I could help you out right now, but I’m across town and I can’t drive.”

Marcus squeezes his eyes shut. He’s out there right now. He keeps thinking. He’s out there.

“Have you called the police?” Jake asks when Marcus doesn’t respond.

“No.”

“I think you should. Hang up with me and call them right now.” Jake sounds so levelheaded when he says that. Almost like he’s not drunk at all.

“Ok, I will.” Marcus rubs his eyes.

“Call me or text me after you do.”

“I—” Marcus is cut off by a sound from the bedroom. He is frozen as he strains his ears.

It sounds... it sounds like a window sliding open.

Shit, shit, shit, fuck. He opened that window earlier. Did he forget to lock it when he closed it?

Marcus can’t move. He can’t breathe. His eyes are wide, his body trembling.

There are footsteps, causing the hardwood to creak.

He’s inside.

“Marc? Y’ok? Marc?” Jake’s voice on the phone sounds like it’s coming from miles away.

It’s strange, Marcus thinks, to hear someone moving around in the apartment so carefreely, as if they’re supposed to be there. When they’re not.

What should he do? Should he try to sneak away? Should he stand up and confront him—tell him to get the fuck out? Should he just wait to be found? What will happen? What does the man want?

Marcus hears the man enter the living room and he holds his breath. Jake is still trying to talk to him on the phone. He hangs up. There’s silence for a second. The man must just be standing in the middle of the room. Doing what? Looking for him? Listening?

A shiver runs downs Marcus’s already trembling spine and he shifts unintentionally. The wood creaks softly. Apparently that was what the man was waiting for. His footsteps are quick and loud as he crosses the distance to the kitchen island. Marcus doesn’t have time to think before his leg is yanked, his body forcefully dragged out from behind the counter so that he’s on his back staring up at his attacker, who straddles his hips in a flash.

Marcus has always felt too small, too weak. Even when he finally reached a height in high school that was declared by his doctor to be “completely average,” he never felt like his body mass was anywhere near proportional. His recent diet hasn’t helped matters.

This makes it nearly impossible for him to fight back against this man, who seems to be about 250 pounds of pure muscle, and who is painfully crushing his hips under his body. That doesn’t stop him from trying, though. He pushes with all his strength against the man’s arms which are trying to come down to his face. He doesn’t know what the man is trying to do, he just knows that he can’t let him do it. They struggle for a moment before the man gets a good grip on Marcus’s wrists, and holds them out of the way long enough to deliver a shocking blow to Marcus’s face with the back of his hand. The boy’s head snaps to the side with the force of it. It dazes him.

Marcus blinks, groaning softly as a cloth is pressed over his nose and mouth. The last thing he’s aware of is a sweet scent that at once feels both familiar and foreign. It’s something like a mix between chlorine and red wine, he thinks. His eyes grow too heavy, and he falls asleep.

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Shit, Marcus thinks as he wakes up, I shouldn’t have drunk so much last night.

His head is killing him, and he can’t even remember the details of the previous evening, so he knows it must have been wild. Jake must’ve convinced him to come out.

Wait.

He did talk to Jake last night, but it was on the phone, wasn’t it? He called him about something.

Marcus rubs his eyes and finally opens them. Then it all hits him. The store. The man. The window. The phone call. The struggle.

Panic sets in as he realizes that he is not in his room. He is not in his bed as he had assumed when he first woke up. As he squints in the dark, he can see that the room he is in is rather small and made up entirely of concrete, with only a single metallic door on the far wall. The “bed” he is on is nothing more than a dirty mattress. His hands are shackled to a chain, which tethers him to the wall and gives him almost no slack to be able to move.

He’s trapped. The man took him. Why? What the fuck is happening?

The door opens suddenly and the shock of the light sends daggers into his eyes. He shields them as best he can in his shoulder.

When he is finally able to squint back at the person who just entered, he realizes that it’s him. The man is tall and buff, and he has his arms crossed over his chest. Marcus can really only see his silhouette, and it bothers him that he can’t see his face. He can’t see those dark eyes, can’t see what they’re intending.

“It’s so nice to see you awake,” The man says. His voice is low, but not quite as low as Marcus had expected. “Does your head hurt?”

After a moment of hesitation, Marcus nods uncertainly. As his eyes adjust to the light, he sees the man smile, nodding his head as well. It disconcerts Marcus and he shifts slightly on the mattress.

“You did very well, much better than I was expecting,” The man says as he walks forward casually. He notices the look of confusion on Marcus’s face and smiles again. “Last night. Yes, you struggled a bit, but I enjoyed that. It was just enough to be exciting. And you calmed right down when I hit you.” The man crouches down in front of Marcus, and reaches out to press on the bruise caused by his hand the night before.

Marcus twists, pulling his face away as much as possible. “You drugged me!” he defends. It made his stomach twist to hear the man say that he “calmed right down,” as if it was a conscious decision.

The man ignores his statement, his dark eyes studying the boy’s face intently. “Did your father used to hit you?” He suddenly asks.

Marcus’s eyebrows furrow. The man just chuckles.

“I think you are going to be one of my most entertaining projects yet,” he muses, standing up.

“Projects?” Marcus is disturbed by the word. The man looks at him for a moment, smiling slightly, but he says nothing. It becomes too much. “What do you want from me? Why did you do this?” Marcus bursts. “Money? I have none. Neither does my family, if that’s what you’re hoping. You saw my apartment, I have nothing. I think you must have the wrong person.” he surprises himself with how much he’s able to get out before he becomes too nervous again.

He is surprised further by the man letting out a hearty laugh. “Yes, I suppose I do have the wrong person, in a way. And yet, in another way, I don’t.” Marcus must look confused again. “Ah, well, I suppose before this really gets started I can give you some answers. It’ll be better, really. This did, in fact, start out being about money. You see, an acquaintance of mine is also an acquaintance of a friend of yours, Jacob Settler. He lives in your building.”

Marcus’s eyes go wide. Jake? What does he have to do with this?

“Your friend Jacob owes my acquaintance quite a bit of money. I’m blurry on the details, but it seems he borrowed money for surgery for his sister, or something of that nature.”

Jake did tell him about having a sister who had been sick, but Marcus thought that was years ago.

“Well, the arrangement was that dear Jacob would pay my acquaintance back with interest. No documents were signed, of course. My acquaintance... well, let’s just say not everything he does is above table. Obviously.” On that word, he grins widely. It makes Marcus uncomfortable again.

“When the time came for Jacob to pay up, he was nowhere to be found. He’d skipped town, and his family had gone as well. Well, as you can imagine, this made my acquaintance very distressed. He had trusted Jacob, he had been nothing but gracious to him, and what did he get in return? He got stabbed in the back. So, he contacted me. You see, I am a man of many hats, but my primary occupation is that for a reasonable fee, I will track down those who have stabbed my clients in the back and... well... stab them back,” he chuckles. “If at all possible, I get the payment my clients are due, and if not, I send a message that will not be easily forgotten.” He pauses, again simply staring at Marcus.

“I don’t understand,” Marcus finally says. “What does this have to do with me?”

The corners of the man’s lips quirk. “Absolutely nothing. I tracked down your friend easily, he is not really very skilled in the art of evasion. I’m surprised my acquaintance couldn’t find him on his own, but that’s neither here nor there. I haven’t followed through with my task quite yet because as I began to observe Jacob, I encountered something unexpected that I wanted to be able to take my time with. You.” A sickening chill settles in Marcus’s stomach as the man speaks. “Something you should know about me is that I tend to focus too much on my work. I told you I have many different hats, and that tends to mean that I am always working on something, pouring my all into it, and absolutely draining myself. I enjoy my work, but it does take a toll. There is one thing that I do that is totally for myself. A sort of hobby. A release, if you will. That is my projects. I don’t recall when I first realized my fascination with pushing creatures to their physical and emotional limits, nor my knack for it. It absolutely thrills me. There is always something new to be learned from each person and creature I study, because each one is so different. You are different, Marcus. You mystify me. On the outside, forgive me, you look very unassuming. Very sweet. You’re weaker than most young men your age, and you know it. Physically, it shouldn’t be too difficult for me to break you. But inside you have this drive—this passion to fight for a better life for yourself, not according to other people’s standards, but your own. It’s why you dropped out of school last year. Not because you were too lazy or too stupid. You were doing very well. It was because you decided that it wasn’t what you wanted. It wasn’t what would make your life the best that you thought it could be.”

Marcus is openly shocked. His eyes are wide, shining with an excess of moisture. His lips are slightly parted. This man is absolutely horrifying. And he knows absolutely everything about Marcus.

“I’ve been observing you for quite some time, Marcus. I’ve seen how you interact with the world around you. You never seem to be truly phased by any stumbling blocks in your path. What you lack in physical strength, you make up for in strength of spirit. Others come to you for support and guidance, and you readily give it, never seeming to waiver.” He crouches down in front of Marcus and reaches out to him again, taking the boy’s face between his hands almost tenderly. This time, Marcus is too shocked to move away. When the man speaks again, it is almost a whisper. ��It’s important that you know that there is absolutely nothing that can stop what is about to happen to you. I’m going to see just how long it takes for you to be totally destroyed, to become totally malleable in my hands. And I really think I’m going to enjoy it.”

#whump #whump drabble #my writing #creepy whumper #I’m finally posting an actual drabble eeeeee #this literally came out of nowhere #i honestly dont know #my ocs #stalking #kidnapping #home invasion

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ligbi · 7 years ago

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Animorphs Liveblog #1

I borrowed Animorphs from some friends and liveblogged my thoughts for them. I thought some tumblr folks may enjoy them as well. Animorph content warning for fucked up shit. For kids!

The Invasion 1996 Jake is a Lizard, and this weird CG render of him in a shoe is actually pretty damn good for the time. I forgot about the flipbook corners.

Everything I tell you is a lie, but you have to believe me The Andalites promised they'd rescue us, and knowing what I know I do not believe that a smidge Marco and Jake already already friends, Tobias is a new, awkward guy, Rachel is Jake's tall cool cousin, and Cassie is black and 'mythical' So begins the heteros Tell me more about Jake's brother Tom and how you two have become distant Cool one sentence into each girl and I love them both already. Fuck the patriarchy! But also being a girl in public is scary Ha. Ax murderers.at the construction site. Ax. They're 13 right? Babies but also I call bullshit on towns with walking distance malls Marco was right Jake the idiot Shit wait which one dies how bad will I regret reading this? I get Tobias man. Looking at that sky. Also Cassie just "ufo" Marco is looking to make a buck off a ufo sighting. Okay Jake is a dweeb so says Marco Oh no baby bird you're clearly the best dude curse eager bird men We all just stood there like fools Hey the ship is burned and some of it has been melted! Also blue lights because all technology has glowing blue lights Jake's family has a minivan (oh god these are small children), and Marco wants to be on Letterman. Letterman Oh god right it's '96 you have to Go Somewhere to Call Someone. Wow 96 was I was 5 I just turned 27 Technology Rachel wants to Solve the spaceship and Cassie points out Star Trek is monolinguistic. As with all series, Girls. Blue deer-taur with no real mouth and extra eyes on stalks with scorpion tail. I've been meaning to re-read Wrinkle in Time, but I think when I first read that at like, 10, I pictured those blind creatures like this Please note, I recall fully reading one (1) of these books ever to completion. Rachel turned into a squid in that one Yes Ax does look like he can kill. I assume he does at some point Jake is almost crying upon seeing Ax, who already feels like a friend. Due to time travel and reincarnation, I am scared to find out why this is Yes I Am Dying. Oh aliens. This is not Ax, is it? Whoops Cassie's family are vets. And she's ready to jump into helping Hey whoever you are, just saying, it sounds like you're implying literally every other alien in the universe wants to kill us. Which is fair but Yeerks. Rat sized gray-green slug parasites ...How does this Andalite (right?) know none of them are controlled by a Yeerk right now? Marco is a bit of a pragmatist Oh jeez lingo uh let's see: Yeerks have Bug Fighters, a Blade Ship, Dracon Beams which destroy things to a molecular level, Andalites have a Dome Ship and Z-Space is a thing Expected Yeerk takeover time: A year or less Yikes Hey Jake fuck you get the box Ugh so straight Got the cube and hey look a hologram of their family WOW MEAN Ok so most (all?) Andlaties have a morph power to Alteans! blend in and hide also we acknowledge they are young Cassie and Tobias for best kids right now Two red streaks for Yeerks Bug fighters these are He looks at Tobias and feels weird like a chill. Normally I'd call Gay but predestination/time-travel/something is up ...How do they know how long two Earth hours are? Oh shit Visser Three. And he can Morph that's uh legit concerning? How'd he get that and what horrible things have he done? Has? Have or has? Also, what WILL he do? Third black ship, and what's his alien touched Tobias' head and did/conveyed Something Oh cool construction equipment just pfffff'd out because a giant battleaxe ship with scimitar wings Was this ship designed by the Hork-Bajir, who have blades on their wrists elbows knees and tails, and t-rex feet and falcon-beaked snake heads with three horns. Who are good people but all (?) controlled Taxxons are Big centipedes with lobster claw hands, jello eyes, and a top mouth that's a pointy circle Again, I demand quick satisfaction as to the positive vibes they get from Andalite1 Ah Visser Three is a controller of an Andaltie. Who was that Andalite? Prince Elfangor-Sirinial-Shamtul is a mouthful So if he takes over enough places, Visser will become One. Who's the current One? Oh cool we're being targeted because we're over-populated compared to other species Humans behind the Visser? Is it ya'll? Please be ya'll I love me time-travel angst Now V3 is a big Monster and we're blowing up ships and I know this is a construction site but where is anyone else? Aw Jake you wanted to help. That's dumb but aw Death count: 1 Are Taxxons the ever-hungry aliens I've heard about? Or do the Yeerks just think it's fun to eat a dead guy? Oh cool those were Human Controllers and Jake seems to know one. I assume it's big bro? Most people are crying and Macro pukes I HEAR THAT FRIENDS Split up? Jinkies Rachel knows bad words. WHAT ARE THE WORDS K.A.APPLEGATE. TELL ME THE FORBIDDEN LANGUAGE (I assume Son of a Bitch from context but shout out to Rachel if it's Fucker) They can kind of speak English? Ghafrash? Hobo man: maybe dead? Probably dead Jake's strongest real memory is of aliens smiling at him. Get it boy-you're a child get nothing please So you're not close with Tobias, but you know he has a cat named Dude. Also: Cat is named Dude I love it BTW Jake, noticing another dude is Glowing? ;) Oh dang so Tobias doesn't know his Dad, Mom just left him around ten, and we're on a coast, with his aunt living on the other because his uncle is on this one How long does it take to morph? This sounds like a concerning amount of time Multiple minutes. Alright. Nightmareish. Side note: semi-crouching warped human with long butt and stubbed feet stage of morphing in the corner here Watching someone morph into a cat is giggle inducing. I will cherish these times won't I Telepathy is a good, easy answer to lots of questions about weird powers and communication Two year old string in a messy room. Boy Ha naked. Also the cat instincts mean ...oh dear this is gonna cause problems Why does Tobias get to decide Jake is the leader also why Jake? Not why like bleh why him but plot-wise something is the pre-meditated choice Homer the dog. You watch The Simpsons boy? Taking the dna puts the animal in a trance and it doesn't hurt to morph Bones feel like they should hurt yeah that sounds right Scrapping sounds are wonderful Right you're not just A Dog you're The Dog you took from Awww you're not a bad dog Jake. And Tobias is a good kid. And damn it I did not want to right about the brother. Cassie has a farm and big brother Tom is in a club called the Sharing He's obviously a Controller, but also "It's just sports" I'm pro-anti-sports but anti-cult clubs UGH WE HAVE TO RECYCLE Jake pls Wildlife rehabilitation. Convenient to touch wild animals also a cow Plus zoo mom so let's all be giraffes Dang kids with their fireworks, taking over humanity and making cops somehow worse Marco is scared and picky and right poor kid Who also has reasons? Tell me more Mom body was never found, Dad can't be around people. Ouch Cassie is not only cool enough to have clothes, but can control the morph enough to play centaur "We want them real bad" jesus yeerk cop, tone it down will ya? Hey you look like your brother- come to our yeerk cult Help endangered species? You mean like *eyebrow waggle* Is Tobias/Rachel a thing? CD game we were going to play on my computer. Wow Hey not-Tom, why would these kids have read anything in a newspaper? Wow this is shamelessly manipulative and creepy and thanks Applegate for teaching kids to be reasonably creeper out by overly forceful and manipulative folks Jake honey Marco is right please stop living in denial Let's remind Tobias, who is already a hawk, about the time limit Feathers made of wax. This boy is going to fly too long in the sun And then he was naked because boys don't care about that too much I guess? So as long as the DNA isn't bad for any reason, the state of the animal doesn't matter. What about dead animals? Let Tobias be superman. Poor kid Yeerk pools have Kandrona rays, and Yeerks have to go back into a pool every three days. Yeerk home sun particles Protect this child who can't fight for himself but will fight for the world Time to infiltrate I guess? Gotta sneak into this night volleyball game They live near a beach I suspect this is Cali, like all kid lit about young teens unless it's from the UK Can you grab a morph from a friend if they've changed into a whatever? Kids and Adults? Smidge weird Poor actual Tom trying to protect Jake They Would notice a horse wouldn't they? Tobias hun no please don't make excuses I know being human sucks but come on Oh course the Assistant Principal is a big bad Convert or kill. Yeesh Evil cops also Cassie being Black makes vague threats uhhh worse Let Jake be a dog! Ok but just pet all the animals? Lizard yes but deer? Wolf? Buzzards? Wildcat? I just climbed into my locker all cool like playing it chill because everyone climbs into lockers all the time This is a very small lizard The animal brains being way more in control is fucked up Cool so you just almost was stepped on, lost a body part, and have a still semi-alive spider inside your body after having seen an alien be eaten and knowing your brother is alive but controlled and may be sent to kill you. For kids! And of course the brain slug pool is under the school Do ya'll remember that Nick show about the bully who like, was about to die or was cursed, and he was a dog and only one kid could hear him and no one remembered him and he had to do a bunch of good stuff to be human again? Locking children into animal forms is a special kind of 90's torture I think Rachel/Tobias is a hard thing and good because someone needs to love this kid my word I appreciate Marco though. Hey shit head this is a dumb plan but you're my best friend so I'm in or what fucking ever. Asshole I liked Cassie's little speech about Mother Earth Marco named the band. Marco is a good shit, but what does it even mean that Jake's always been a Lizard? Are you calling him cold-blooded? Flaky? A bug eater? No family guest passes for the zoo? I don't know what Bush Gardens are but is this that? Roller Coasters and Monkeys Big Jim the gentle gorilla. Also bless Jake for riling Marco up Let's drive! hits wall Go right says Jake. Marco goes left You had a chance at a rhino Marco has a dark and tanned face Male siberian tiger. I assume if you turn into THAT animal, you can be a boy turning into a girl hyena or a girl becoming a boy turtle right? He's majestic and doesn't seem like he cares about you as long as you don't run Lol ya'll almost died from a tiger? Sure you did Jake's mom is a writer who is opposed to any TV but her own. Dad is a jokester. Is it Jake's mom who dies? I know a mom dies Dad is a doctor Cassie where are you did you get home from the zoo are you okay? Okay Rachel and Tobias are just a thing already ok. Oh cool the cop has Cassie I fear for her We are Controllers. We are here to... Kandrona, Please give us the girl for... evil? Great plan If you're so advanced, why don't you have elevators- me at Akio So large underground city, small pool, cages 10 people per, aliens, construction equipment Can Tobias communicate with Cassie from where they are? Yeahhhh people volunteering to be controlled by evil alien slugs sounds sadly right. And hey, you get to watch TV Poor Tom. And Rachel is ready to fuck shit up. One alien of each two kinds dead, and a human controller flung somewhere to maybe live? Elephant and Tiger time And Marco is a gorilla Later you would think about this moment WHY WHAT'S ABOUT TO HAPPEN TOM'S FREE AND WE'RE SAVING CASSIE RIGHT? Can horses stairs? V3 thinks they're Andalites. Ouch. Also where's Ax? 8 legs and 8 arms with 3 fingered claws, and 8 heads, tall as a tree. Vriska's aliensona Oh good and it shoots fireballs from its mouth Mouths Jesus Marco just twisted a guy in half and his guts spilled out. Alien guy but still Gotta love half morphed elephant ladies with shriveled trunk faces Something happened to the cop, and Cassie won't say what. Hum Tom is captured again. But you all saves One (1) human woman. It's a fucking start kids. And Tobias done fucked up. Wonderful. End Book #1.

Oh cool now I can finally start listening to Morph Club, an Animorph pocast by some cool kids

#animorphs #liveblog #the invasion

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skylesbian · 6 years ago

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i just finished merlí and ive got FEELINGS

okay first of all: joan’s and berta’s character developments are Amazing and i fucking love them with all their right and their wrongs

i hated merlí the whole show but okAY maybe he wasnt THAT bad. i still hate how people call him a “genious”, but i guess he was okay some times...

geRARD BECAME MY FUCKING FAVE AND I DONT EVEN KNOW WHEN THAT HAPPENED?????

marc and tánia??? good shit!!!! cant get over the fact that both bruno and tánia married their first love!!!

i CRIED about “berta will never make a living out of drawing, but she wont stop doing it” I LOVE MY DAUGHTER SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!

OKASANA AND ÓSCAR!!!!! like i would have LOVE if oksana eneded up with berta (rip) but im OKAY with them travelling through europe!!

merlí’s letter to iván??? “dont call me today, but call me tomorrow and if im in the mood we can go for a walk and eat some churros while u tell me all about what u are planning for ur trip”???? im fINE (no im nOT)

goooooooooooooooood i cant wait for the spin off pls let all my kids be there i wanna see aLL ELEVEN OF THEM THERE PLS PLS PLS

like oksana is pol’s sister in law now so she GOTTA be THERE and bruno and tánia HAVE to be there too so if they do MARC WILL BE THERE and also GERY bc of merlina!!! so like gimme joan, mónica and berta and its fine its FINE

#skdjghjdskghdkfg #im a MESS #i CRIED THE WHOLE EPISODE #JKDFHDSKGJHSKDGJ #I LOVE ALL MY KIDS SO MUCH #merlí lb

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torentialtribute · 6 years ago

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Mike Dean’s best and worst moments after he finally dished out his 100th Premier League red card

There have been many famous whistleblowers throughout history. But from Deep Throat to Chelsea Manning, none of them comes close to Mike Dean for pure charisma.

On Tuesday evening I handed out his 100th Premier League red card.

No referee even comes close to him. Everton comes closest to picking up 93.

No referee even comes close to him. The next highest score is 67, while Dean is also top of the charts this season with 10 layoffs to his name. That is an absurd speed of 0.47 per game.

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Mike Dean sent a player for the 100th time in the Premier League on Tuesday evening

Dean's unfortunate victim was Ashley Young , which has now been sent by him twice

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It is not alone.

It's not just the red cards – Dean seems to have a lot of fun as a referee in the top flight

He is the man who takes referees to new heights in the Premier League has brought.

The Wirral-born whistler started his career in the Northern Premier League after starting referees in 1985. He moved to the Football League as a referee in 1997

However, his second showed exactly what the

It came 20 minutes in Charlton's victory over Leicester in September 2001. Steve Brown tried to stop Trevor Benjamin from flick-on with his hands and managed to injure his leg when he landed.

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Dean's second resignation on the highest flight saw how he sent Steve Brown while sitting on a stretcher. True to his form, Dean showed another red card during that match between Charlton and Leicester. "

True to form, Dean showed another red card during that match between Charlton and Leicester. that match between Charlton and Leicester

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Brown had to be worn The regret me, I am sorry, I am sorry.

There have been many other great moments in which the 50-year-old was involved. ghton & # 39; s game against Bournemouth in December I fired Lewis Dunk and said: & # 39; Off you pop & # 39 ;.

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The 50-year-old sent Tottenham & Jan Vertonghen earlier this season against Arsenal

He also has a preference for celebrating goals that he eats on the back of his good referees.

The Moss The notorious example was Spurs against Aston Villa, where he could be seen waving his arms in the air as if he had hit the ball himself in the bottom corner. 50 years old notorious for the celebration of 50 years

a goal for Spurs against Aston Villa "

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] Realistically, he was probably just glad he had given such a big advantage "

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Realistically, I was just happy that I had given such a big advantage

2] But he also managed to get involved in one of the greatest Premier League moments of all time. When Sergio Aguero ran away to celebrate his winner against QPR, there was Dean peeling off with the City players.

There are also plenty of eyeballs and a blow to Adnan Januzaj's later during his 477 game in the Premier League.

What really stands out about Dean is the way he points and gestures

Everything is peppered with the drama of a Laurence Olivier, not least how he has indicated a sentence.

The referee is also known for his play.

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Martin Taylor (No. 4) was sent away after his tackle broke the leg of Arsenal & Eduardo da Silva "

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Please. The return of the whistle "WELCOME TO THE PL" https://t.co/r7SDquAPv7

– Celebrity Refs (@CelebrityRefs) 2016

Er are few moments that are bigger than when they were blown up in the final play-off between Norwich and Middlesbrough, signing in a way that simply said: & # 39; Welcome to the Premier League. & # 39;

If you wonder if Dean is biased against your team, then you know the reality – I love sending people away. He had shown Chelsea nine red colors, just like Manchester City, while Newcastle (7), Arsenal (6) and Spurs (5) all score high.

Ashley Young & # 39; s resignation was the second red card he received in the Premier League, both shown by Dean.

A younger Dean who handed out a red card to Lee McCullogh of Wigan Athletic in 2007

A younger Dean handing out a red card to Lee McCullogh of Wigan Athletic in 2007

And in fact no player has ever shown more than two red numbers to the referee . Andy Cole, Richard Dunne, Laurent Koscielny, Fernando Torres and Mike Williamson also got hold of that.

After such a milestone, Dean & # 39; s next assignment also shows his character. He takes the lead over Birmingham against Leeds in the championship on Saturday.

He may be the celebrity referee to surpass them all, but Dean also knows how to board. Here is another 100.

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Bolton Wanderers Aston Villa 04/10/2003 City of Birmingham Albion Hotspur Kanoute, Frederic Bolton W Anderers Bromwich Albion Athletics West Bromwich Albion Quashie, Nigel Middlesbrough Chelsea Gallas, William Bolton Wanderers Manchester United 20/01/2007 Fulham [194 Blackburn Rovers Blackbur n Robbers Tugay Manchester City [1] Manchester United Reading

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Wigan Athletic ] Mike Dean Christopher Samba

Mike Dean

Wigan Athletic

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Newcastle United

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Manchester City

Juliano Belletti

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Vertonghen, Wolverhampton Wanderers

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Fernando Torres arguing with the referee in 2011 after he had him showed a red card

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