#my friend who i trust said that theyve heard people saying that about me but when asked to elaborate they wont

[carfuckerlynch]

hahaha apparently people I used to be friends with are spreading rumors that I'm "predatory toward trans men" sure hope this won't have any consequences!

[ineedacalicocat]

Jungkook is pathetic. He didn't support Vibe on social media but he goes live to mock the lyrics and laugh with his new best friend V. And then jikookera dare to say that Jungkook loves Jimin lmao. It's Jimin that loved Jungkook. Jimin was really a good friend and he still supports Jungkook because he is a good person. Jungkook is petty and he doesn't like Jimin. He only likes to making fun of him. Taekook are the worst. Bullies and cowards.

Yep. They were always like this. But at some point in 2016-2018 i really thought jungkook had a nice personality. But he changed. I really dont give a fuck about them. But as you said jikookers are so stupid and pathetic like why would you want your idol to be miserable and have friends like this? Im sorry but if taekook my friends and acted like this that would be the last time they would speak to me. I wouldnt even say hi to them. They would be just coworkers for me. And no fucking posts about them would be there. They are lucky jimin is a reaply fucking nice person. Cause i wouldnt care about them. They can suck some balls. They are really koreans. Bullies. I mean its normal isnt korean society also like that? Always judging bullying. Thats what they know what theyve learnt from their society. Its such a cintrast jimin didnt end up like them. I mean having a loving parents doed that to you i guess. Enviroment is the key and important but also self knowledge or self improvment is also the key. I think jimin has both. He grew up in a good enviroment with people who trusted him was good towards him thats what he learnt from his parents and also carrries on with ut. But i cant say the same things for tae. Didnt he grow up with his granparents of grandmother? Something like that? I heard he didnt evem spend time with his sister. I think he has sister or brother but no one knows. Some say that he didnt spend time with her so they are like strangers. To me they are so toxic. Suga tae and jungkook are so toxic in my eyes. Jungkook became more lately. I think he has the potential to be a nice person but he always surrounds hinself with people like tae. So thats his loss. I mean not just tae you can see his friend choices. I mean even the fandom is not happy. But i dont care.

[anonbeeishere]

Secret Princes Wilbur and Tommy AU

the sleepy bois are the ruling family of the antarctic empire, which is one of the largest and strongest kingdoms in the world

it goes king phil, crown prince technoblade, and princes wilbur and tommy

the royal family has a tradition where, in order to connect with their people and learn other cultures, each member of the royal family will leave to travel the world at age 15 with one or two trusted people. when tommy turns 15 he leaves with wilbur

the point of this journey is that no one knows theyre the princes, so they just dont tell anybody and like walk or ride horseback everywhere.

they send a letter home at least once a week to let their family know theyre safe and where they are.

they pick up tubbo somewhere along the way and he & tommy become best friends and he travels with them

they dont tell him anything for a while but once theyre sure they can trust him they do

he figured it out a long ass time ago tho lmao

so they travel as a trio for a while

shortly after tommy turns 16 they come upon the lands of the dream smp

they send a letter back to phil saying theyre gonna stop there for a while and then continue on later

and then the letters just stopped

phil & tech get like. SUPER WORRIED bc theyve lost all contact with their family

so they decide to go there themselves and send a messenger ahead of them asking for an urgent diplomatic meeting.

(meanwhile wilbur decided Hey Drugs Are Nice Actually and started a revolution bc he wanted to sell them and just,,,,, forgot,,,,,, about sending letters back home)

by the time phil & techcno got worried enough to go find them the whole election had gone down so theyre exiled and in pogtopia when they get there

the people who show up to the meeting are dream, eret (since theyre technically King), and schlatt and his cabinet (george quackity and tubbo)

phil calls the meeting to order and tells them that his eldest and youngest sons had gone on their Journey and that the last theyd been heard from was in this area, so “If anyone has heard anything about my sons, Princes Wilbur and Tommy, please, we haven’t heard from them in months.”

chaos ensues

tubbo just spends this whole meeting holding back laughter bc this is honestly so funny to him

dreams like “oh fuck i SHOT the prince of the antarctic empire”

schlatt is trying to think of ways to turn this in his favor

tubbo pipes up “hi mr king philza i know where they are! i’m tubbo!”

and phil lights up like “oh tubbo! my sons have told me so much about you!”

(quack george & eret are just sitting in shocked silence the whole time)

so the meeting comes to an end and tubbo offers to go get the two missing princes while everyone else waits in manburg

so word got out that the king and crown prince of the antarctic empire were paying the smp a visit and so theyve attracted a bit of a crowd

(its basically everyone who wasnt in the meeting)

everyone who was there is still kinda in shock so no one says anything

phil & techno (but mostly phil bc “oh no social situations”) talk to the people of manburg while waiting on tubbo and phil gets into a conversation with niki about whats been going down around here. he learns about all the war & election stuff from her.

meanwhile she is INCREDIBLY curious about why theyre here and no ones said anything yet but she doesnt want to ask bc yknow. royal family & all

and then techno is rugby tackled by a flying tommy. like “teeeeEEEEEECHNOOOOOOO” B A M

everyone around them is like. horrified. bc techno being techno has a reputation for his battle prowess and bloodthirstiness so theyre like “oh god is he going to be murdered”

but no. phil just busts a gut laughing at the boys on the ground while techno complains in his typical deadpan tone

tommy starts rambling at techno and about a minute later here comes wilbur & tubbo.

they see the sheer confusion happening and tubbos like “did you not tell them??” phil: “and miss out on this? no way”

(phil can have a little chaos. as a treat)

after phil stops laughing he pries tommy off of techno and pulls both his missing boys into a hug like “oh god i was so worried you didnt write for months i didnt know if you were even alive” and they both feel so guilty and apologise and they just hug for a minute

(tommy grabs techno & drags him in too)

and when phil’s done reassuring himself that his boys are ok he does a COMPLETE 180. he grabs them both by the ear like “now whats this i hear about you starting wars in foreign countries??? i taught you better than to start shit with potential allies!!”

everyone around them is so fuckin confused. niki’s just like “uh,,,, tubbo? do you know whats going on?”

he just casually says “oh i forgot you guys didnt know! yeah tommy and wilbur are princes of the antarctic empire”

“.......WHAT”

wilbur & tommy get scolded for a solid 20 minutes while the entire population of manburg goes through the realization that these idiots are royalty. fundy & niki get over it the quickest & fundy decides to be a lil shit

(so in this au fundy isnt really wilburs son but instead he’s accidentally called wilbur dad MULTIPLE TIMES so its become a running joke between the members of the former l’manburg that fundy is his son)

so after the Scolding he walks up to wilbur like “hey DAD why dont you introduce me to my grandpa?”

wilburs like “FUNDY NO- ugh dad this is our friend fundy. he keeps calling me dad by mistake so now we call him my son as a joke”

“..... i cant believe im already a grandfather” (tommy laughs so hard he falls over again)

techno and phil can’t stay for too long after they make sure everything is okay so they stay for like a week to get to know will & tommy’s friends (and techno does a bit of Threatening @ dream & schlatt so they stop with the serious fighting shit)

they also do some ~~~~politics talk~~~~ to smooth everything over bc like. they DID start a revolution in a foreign country

tommy gets his discs back as part of it but phil immediately takes them away for the rest of the time he’s there

will & tommy decide they want to stay at least a little while longer bc they have friends there and dont want to leave quite yet. phil lets them but they have to promise not to start any more wars and schlatt decides to be smart for once and revokes the banishment so its mostly,,, well not peaceful bc this IS the dream smp but theres not any more big wars at least

and at some point everyone goes to visit the antarctic empire and see where tommy & wilbur grew up and realize how COLD it is there

[eviclair]

I don’t know if I’ve ever heard of your actual thoughts(tm) on khr, so what’s your constructive review on the series as a whole? Like some positives and negatives w/ the writing, characters, etc. If u don’t feel like answering, feel free to ignore this LOL.

 tl;dr because this is 800 words of nonsense. i think you should know i would not know a constructive review if it bit me in the ass.

my guy i have not done a full read of khr in maybe two years and i know that does not sound like a long time but i have the long-term memory of a fruit fly. please bear with me. luckily for both of us i liveblogged the last time i read so i at least have my own sparknotes jdflaksjddaf

first off! khr is a satire manga!!! i cannot stress this enough, i can and will fight you to the death about this!!! “oh but it gets serious later” it grows a PLOT, thats not the same thing. khr is stupid as hell and that is both on purpose and my favorite thing about it.

i fucking love shonen man!!! its all about FIGHTING and LOVING YOUR FRIENDS and HAVING EMOTIONS and. bro im a water sign. my mars is in gemini, there is nothing i can do about this, god made me and said “get that bitch some found family and also some incredible violence” and we all just have to live with that. 

khr is so much all of those things that i did not realize they were being made fun of until very long after the fact so my current opinions are very much not the ones i started with jaldkhjdfhd but man. once i clued in i both loved it so much more and became 100% incapable of interacting with fandom in any meaningful way L M A O

i just. the main conceit is that theyve weaponized the deus ex machina eleventh-hour shonen power up. the “my dead family came back to life to kill me” trope is used three separate times. the big bad student body president is a delinquent. theres an entire subset of above magic god powers thatre just

the tyl bazooka was just ripping on the Timeskip Arc until the Timeskip Arc actually happened?? like fuuta’s special thing is that he can communicate with the Meta Planet to divine Character Rankings, i dont know what to tell you!!! the truth is out there!!! 

like DO YOU EVEN REMEMBER that time tsuna experienced a villain’s flashback sequence FOR HIM because i fucking do, i think about it every day,

so in the sense of “please critique the writing”, i cant do that because im pretty sure 98% of all the tropey bullshit is by design. do i wish people like the kokuyo gang got more characterization outside of being ride-or-die villain sidekicks?? of course i do but thats my own damn fault for seeing cool side characters and losing all higher brain function. on the other hand, hibari being the person he is and having absolutely no backstory or motivation beyond “get out of my school” is really fucking funny and keeps me warm at night, so. win some, lose some.

(the 2% of the writing that isnt tropey bullshit that i CAN critique is whatever is happening with kyoko. Bad Female Cast is definitely a shonen trope but its a shitty one and i want it to die. within maybe four minutes of kyoko being introduced she tries to body a man and then thats just never spoken about again?? wheres that energy queen?!!! let kyoko say fuck!!!!)

((this applies to haru too in the sense that all she really does is make moon eyes at tsuna but the way in which she does so is honestly so fucking funny and unhinged that it comes back around to being great. like yeah yep yes ma’am thats 100% bonafide Girl Who Throws Skittles In A Puddle And Calls It Potion right there please may i have another))

If khr took itself even 4% more seriously it could be really deep and compelling and i think that frustrates a lot of people, but i think i like it better this way?? half the fun for me is reading in between the lines!! the subtext, however unintentional it may be!!

examples: yamamoto is one of my favorites just because theres SO FUCKING MUCH to unpack about him!! canon gives us a lot of information about him just by virtue of the fact that he’s a Main Character, but paradoxically he himself is never really the focus. he just Does Shit and you have to figure out why on your own and i LOVE DOING THAT.

i dont love mukuro because he’s a fleshed out and nuanced villain, i love him because he says shit like “i went to hell six times” and never expounds upon that or “i can definitely trust the information i got from this magic monocle called Demon Spade’s Super Evil Murder Eye or whatever the fuck” and then expresses surprise when daemon spade is an asshole. he goes and willfully fucks up the only job anyones ever given him (impersonate 80 year old leonardo lippi) because he Just Has to shapeshift into a young hot dude and hand deliver byakuran, the boss of the Flower Family, the Family that names all its members after Flowers, a bouquet that means “i am in disguise ;) cant catch me bitch ;)”

like WHAT THE FUCK!!

i dont know man. i just like puzzles and khr is a gift that keeps giving.

(sidenote that should’ve maybe just been the subject of the post but re:i cant shut the fuck up about anything ever, i love tsuna so much. so much. his personality!! his relationships!!! his growth!!! his growth!!!!! his growth!!!!!!! khr has its claws in me because i see tsuna do something cool or brave or even deeply stupid actually and my whole heart goes AAAAAAAAA bc thats him!!! thats my son!!!!! my baby boy whom ive raised since birth!!!!!! suit me up and call me a reborn kinnie, fuck!!!!!!!!!)

[bakugohoex]

chapter seven ➺  hidden motives

pairing: pro hero katsuki bakugo x pro hero female reader

cw: language 

word count: 2100+

a/n: i promise this series will end soon, i just havent posted for it since decmber whoops, also i promise later on there will be be a lot more action between you and bakugo, i just need to set the plot up, and from the next two chapters theyve got a lot of contact between the two of you

summary:  in which the untrustworthiness of heroes has arised and you and toga get sent on your own little mission, what turns into gaining intel turns into something a lot bigger than you expected, with old friends coming back and an understandment that you were lied to for a very long time

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The purple bruises from last week had disappeared, but the burnt sensation around your wrist remained, it had began to heal but even then, the bandages that Bakugo replaced every night didn’t help. You and Bakugo sat in front of the tv, Tomura with a drink in his hand and Toga beside you trying to gain your attention.

“Can we still really trust the heroes?” One of the civilians had spoken through the TV but you had stopped paying attention. 

Toga’s lips curved to a smirk at the sight of the screen, the events of the prior week had been televised. The blazing night, the murders that occurred and then the couple, the couple you led to death. You could feel Bakugo shift his weight closer to you, he didn’t speak, no usual anger, he was complying watching along. Your face was the next to pop up, a picture taken at the scene where you had stopped the two police officers from grabbing Dabi.

“Ex pro hero Y/n Y/l/n was seen running out of an alleyway after what seemed to be her partner had robbed a convenience store, inside the alleyway were two unconscious police men. If you see this woman contact the police and stay away from her, she is highly dangerous…”

Bakugo closed the TV, seeing how your face had turned sour, “don’t worry about it.” It was soft but you could sense that he was getting more and more frustrated being surrounded by villains.

He had been on ice with Dabi, glaring at him whenever he could, refusing to go out with him and opting to go with Mr Compress. He hated this but most of all he hated seeing how vulnerable you had gotten. You were both cold and sad to him, he’d hear soft sobs some nights and others you were cold and reclusive.

You knew watching the broadcast what you were, a pawn. The Front would never need someone like you, they always wanted Bakugo, but you, they would wear you down until you died in your own means.

“Dabi should be back now, you both can go.” Tomura had told you and Toga that you’d both have to collect some files; it was easy enough to sneak into the commission. With both your quirks you could easily get past security and get the files that they needed. You didn’t question why Tomura had even asked you both to go, but you complied, and Toga had become impatient and grabbed your bandaged arm.

You had wanted to ask what Dabi had been doing but didn’t bother seeing him agitated. His mind was always eerily empty, he never had thoughts and was always just planning his next villainous plan or deciding a meeting for this mysterious man he had been associated with. He never spoke the name of the man and it seemed like nobody ever questioned where he went past midnight.

Suppressing the pain, you gain a fake grin to the girl, her grip still around your burnt arm, it would need checking up properly but that would never occur. You both began walking outside, your black hoodies covering your head and the sunglasses you wore. It had become a lot darker through the afternoon, so it looked normal enough.

Her voice kept playing in the back of your ears, you weren’t paying attention to her, her voice being very annoying, and you wished you could just tell her to fuck off. But you nodded, agreed at her words, acted out as a perfect little villain that you were.

“Y/n, we’re here.” Her cruel grin was evident in her malice tone, she looked between the commission building that you had been in, only three weeks ago. But here you were, a villain ready to infiltrate, you both hid to the side, already knowing what she was going to do.

Seeing the man come to the side, a cigarette in his hands, Toga grabbed her knife and stuck it in him before ingesting his blood. “Y/n now.” She spoke as he tried to scream for help, instead you controlled his head and pushed him into the concrete making him go unconscious. You saw the large rubbish container; you should’ve probably put him in there. But his bleeding head would be fine, and you still wanted him to be found.

You watched her transform in the man and began controlling those in the building. It was a mass group, but your main goal was to control those at the bottom floor and then in groups once you were passed security. She started walking towards the door and you followed, all the thoughts that filled your head would definitely give you a headache, but you kept at it, every single one of them was under your quirk, making them allow you through, letting you both into the elevator and with ease you had made it with the girl.

She tried to figure out what the man’s quirk was, but to no avail couldn’t, trying everything even hurting herself. But it didn’t work, “Y/n, you should’ve looked in his head to see what his quirk was.”

“Sorry, next time I will.” You tapped your foot impatiently; she watched your eyes skim the buttons of the elevator. You remember running away from this exact elevator to tell the president that you would agree to this.

You wondered how she was doing in a safe house, how Todoroki was doing, if being dead was nice and calm for the two of them. You knew when the plan was initiated, they’d both have there own reveals, how they could both go back to their own lives. But you knew most of all, that you’d owe Todoroki, you’d treat the boy to dinner or some other meal.

Toga softly pushed your arm, getting you out of your gaze, you followed her, controlling the cameras away from you both and finally reaching the file room. The commission had decided to have both paper and electronic copies of each human with a quirk, each pro hero and each villain. You had gone through the database a lot when you first started out as a sidekick, you knew the system by the back of your hand.

“We need hard copies.” You nodded, Tomura had gave you both a list to get the files for. You had assumed it was to see how he could vitalise different people to benefit him. But the list varied from normal humans, to pro heroes and villains, it didn’t make sense at all. You grabbed the files you and Toga had designated, before going through the pro heroes cabinet. Finding both yours and Bakugo’s file, your names in bold, with the words inactive stamped across it. You saw the photos they had used, it was fresh out of UA, how young you both had been, so vulnerable unaware of what was to come.

You softly skimmed on Bakugo’s photos, the nights you had been spending in the same bed had brought another side to the boy. Kinder, softer even, he still acted like a dickhead, but he knew the position you both were in and was trying to remind you of why you were even doing this.

“Y/n, I cant find this guy’s, help me.” She whined using the mans voice, it sounded horrific, but you nodded, dropping the files back in the cabinet and walking back to her.

“What’s the name?” She passes the piece of paper, taking a look at the name sprawled over it. The name Aone, you went through the A section, trying to look for the name.

That’s when you saw it, the name of someone a lot more familiar. The lettering was exact, even the surname was the same. But it couldn’t be, his name sprawled in a file of villains, a file of active villains. He couldn’t be, he was dead, he couldn’t exist, he couldn’t be alive. You touched the folder, your mind going through the motions, you heard a squeal Toga having found the file. But all you could see was the name, the name that you hadn’t heard since you were 15 years old. The name of the boy who had saved you, who you had lost.

Grabbing the folder and putting it on top of the others, you both left as quickly as you could. But as fate would have it the loud sound of an alarm blared through the rooms, the elevator had locked itself and being on the fifth floor was not the plan. You saw how heroes had come running up the stairs.

“What do we do Y/n?” Toga had transformed back to herself, and you knew there was only one way out.

You grabbed her, passing her the folders, “keep them tight, you trust me.” It was a stupid question, there was no trust within the two of you, you both were not even friends.

“Just do it.” She muttered grabbing onto the papers with a force, you held her arm, seeing the quirks activate around you.

And a face you hadn’t expected, “Y/n.”

“Deku.” You whispered. He had his arm out, the red and yellow circling his arms, you went into his head saying the words he was shocked to hear. A sorry, an apology, not something a true villain would ever say, he hadn’t expected to see you here, noticing the files in Toga’s hands. He wanted to stop you, but you had gone off in a run.

“Y/n don’t.” He shouted.

It hadn’t stopped you, the window shattered from the force, you both flew out of the window, falling lower and lower, you saw the rubbish container, moving it to where you’d land. It had been a quick movement, and you both landed with a loud scream into the rubbish.

“We have to run.” You said to her grabbing the files and taking off out of the rubbish heap. You took one look back to the building, Midoriya looking out of the window. The saddened face he had, you remembered the first time you had met him, having introduced yourself on the first day of UA. He had always thought of you to be the sweetest girl to ever exist. But here you were, and he could hardly even recognise you.

You could hear the pro heroes try and run after you, but you did something drastic to stop them. Moving the cars that had been on the road to crash into each other and stop the heroes movements, it was petty. But it had worked and both you and Toga both ran for your life’s worth.

Toga was the first to run into the Front’s building, you behind, you had slipped the file quickly away from her own grasp. Knowing she’d ask too many questions, “everything okay?”

Bakugo’s voice was softer and you tried to give a nod, but he continued, “she mentioned shitty Deku, what happened?”

“I’ll tell you later.” You tried to excuse yourself but were stopped by his own grip.

His eyes looked angry, but with a hint of worry, “don’t do this shit, tell me now.”

You looked down, not knowing how to speak, you just wanted to leave, find out the truth but you had to deal with the blond boy. “He was at the commission that was it.”

His grip on your arm had loosened but still lingered, eyeing you up and down. “Did you say anything to him?”

You shook your head, but the slam of the wall that you had been leaning against, caught everybody off guard. Toga stopping her recount of the event as she watched your eyes calmer than usual. The yellow sparks making the wall become ashier.

“Don’t fucking lie to me Y/n, not when we’ve been through too much.” He had known in an instant you had lied; he knew your tell so easily, how you’d answer questions with your facial expressions rather than speak out the lie.

He knew you too well, had paid attention to you for so many years. He knew you inside and out and it bothered him you had kept it from him. “I said I’m sorry, that’s it.” He looked at your eyes, you were hiding something more. He was not letting this go but had let go of your arm seeing you quickly excuse yourself to get changed. Instead you sat on the bed, the hoodie wrapped around your body, staring at the brown folder, the name on a small label at the top.

Why does a file even exist for him? Files for the dead get moved to the basement, it made no sense. Was there some sort of hidden motive for his file to even exist?

You took a deep breathe, opening the file to see the picture of the deceased boy and the words Active stamped across the field. The name of the boys sprawled largely in bold, it was him. A soft tap against the door and the name ahead of you. Akira was alive.

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[justalitlecreacher]

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)

[theflowersofdoom]

gonna talk about my spooky side account lore bc its unabashedly my favorite

sam and his sibling max lost their parents to to the bringer when they were really young. they were freed from terror mountain when the hannah thing went down. sam had trouble adjusting and stayed in terror mountain for awhile while max eagerly went out into world. the two kept in constant contact, until max suddenly stopped replying after he traveled to the haunted woods. sam decided to leave for the haunted woods to look for his sibling, and had a pretty terrifying time of it until he met lonnie

lonnie is a ne’er-do-well grave robber squatting in an abandoned house in the middle of the haunted woods. he found a very afraid and confused sam stumbling around and took him in with the intention of using him to help in illegal activities. sam, being cut off form the world for 10000 yrs and being generally too trusting, enthusiastically goes along with him. the two run around causing trouble and eventually lonnie finds himself actually CARING about this  sweet bori

paix was born to a terrestrial aisha and alien aisha couple and was raised exclusively on the virupets space station. her childhood had a backdrop of constant and oppressive paranoia of sloth. her family had several connections with the resistance and as a result knew several ppl who either disappeared or were seriously negatively effected by the sloth empire. she even lived through the sloth takeover of virtupets, which while thankfully was relatively uneventful on the part of the station her family lived in, it was still pretty terrifying for 10-or-smth yr old. while all this died down when paix grow up to adult, her parents were still very protective, not allowing paix or her little sister to travel unsupervised and helicoptered pretty bad. paix prided her self in being very level headed, but then one of her only friends disappeared while tracking down a sloth aligned organization and is presumed dead, paix is absolutely devastated, and in the months following his disappearance she quietly takes a small, former resistance ship from a family friend. she intended on flying it to neo central and parking it somewhere visible where the authorities would find it and return it with her apology note sitting in the seat of the cockpit, meanwhile shes in faerieland or mystery island, she doesnt know where just anywhere she’ll figure it out when she gets there. 

what ACTUALLY happened was a little more dramatic than she intended

paix initially and rightfully doesnt trust lonnie much, but he IS nice enough to let her stay at his house after she  crashed into his back yard  (is this even his house? i looks like its been run down for a while). sam was amazed in meeting a real alien and paix liked him well enough, hes a very kind guy, but still the whole situation was suspect

she probably wouldnt have stayed for long if lonnie hadnt up and died on them

paix suspected murder, from what sam says lonnie wasnt the most liked person around, but its not like theres any laws this is the haunted woods. as far as sam knows lonnie doesnt have any family, he thinks once there was a sister mentioned but he didnt even get a first name. the only family sam had left was a missing sibling he had been trying to find for a year now. so paix helps sam bury him in the back yard

paix takes on a lot of the responsibilities, like get food and telling people that lonnie is in fact dead, he wont be bothering you anymore. she even starts helping sam in his attempts to track down his sibling (shes not super optimistic but its not like shes going to tell sam that). 

at first paix thinks that sam is just very, VERY upset. he hasnt been very tired and acting a little strange, but his friend just died in front of him, its not like she has any room to judge. but as time goes on, things seem increasingly off. theres breif moments where sam seems to be his old self, but more and more he seems confused. paix finds him standing in the middle of the hall, staring at the wall. theres times where sam doesnt remember where hes been or what he was doing just moments ago. paix goes to the attic to get sam, finding no one, only to remember that sam is asleep in the in the living room, and when she goes back down staris of course hes still there, passed out on the couch like he has been all day, why was she so sure there was someone in the attic

when it becomes clear that lonnies been possessing sam, paix has a weird mix of terror and relief, though its drowned out by how PISSED she is at lonnie. she yells at him in portuguese for WHILE before he explains that he really wasnt trying to hurt sam or steal his body or anything else paix is accusing him of, hes been trapped in the ghost zone since he died and nothing he did could get their attention (he had gotten SO CLOSE with paix, she seemed to almost hear him. paix remembers all the times she felt she was being watch or heard someone screaming and just shrugged it off as a side effect of the haunted woods) 

paix could absolutely kill him AGAIN when he goes on to explain that hes now stuck in sams body. she begrudgingly agrees to help lonnie not be stuck, using a ritual from one of the weird creepy books littered around the house. it works and paix is incredibly relieved to find that sam is alright, but then immediately un-relieved to feel someone standing behind her and turned around to find lonnies spooky ghost standing there, menacingly 

the tension was immediately broken as sam  scrambled up screaming YOURE ALIVE and attempting to tackle-hug lonnie only to go through him and crash into the wall

and after paix gives lonnie a peice of her mind and lonnie profusely apologizes to both her and sam, things fall back into normality. paix and sam have found ways to make a living without doing anything illegal. lonnie is somewhat weirder as a ghost, hes taken a liking to scaring the heck out of ppl and is back to being a menace, but he seems to be more sincere with sam and paix at least 

zaf generally doesnt like photos, meko probably caught them by surprise 

zaf was a unfortunate victim of one of the many sloth-aligned splinter groups, and while they have made an amazing recovery, they remember nothing before waking up in the hospital. they were told that they had been kidnapped and eventually were found and taken in by authorities before being treated and successfully reverted to the physiology of an average mutant kacheek. zaf knows theres more to the story that authorities and their friends arent telling them, and has vague memories, but zaf isnt sure if they want to remember them. they were told by their friends that they had been a zafara before, that they were kind and generous and everyone was devastated when they went missing. zaf, surrounded by people that they cant remember, felt incredibly guilty. they hear stories about themself that they cant remember or even relate to. they ask for descriptions of themself that dont feel like them, least not anymore. zaf looks at pictures of this person that doesnt even look like them, and they cant help but feel like that person isnt here anymore.

zaf distances themself and eventually leaves neo central, taking a job at a hotel in the haunted woods. they have trouble finding a place to stay, and on their way to look at yet another apartment, they mistakenly knock on the door of a spotted bori who has THE friendliest face theyve seen since they moved to the woods

the two talk until its dark out and sam insists they stay the night bc its not safe to be out are you kidding me its the haunted woods. paix, given her past, is suspicious before zaf mentions what happened to them and she straight up offers for them to stay indefinitely (good thing too bc sam was pretty confident the place they had been on their way to see was a scheme to murder people, which seemed way more alarming to zaf than it did sam)

it takes 3 days for zaf to meet lonnie bc hes busy being an ass, slamming doors and leaving creepy messages in the mirror, culminating into jump-scaring zaf in the hallway at 3 in the morning. paix had tried to warn them but its still a spooky ghost in your apartment. sam mentioned that lonnies body was buried in the back yard and zaf looked like they were about to cry. just two sweet kids living in a dilapidated old house thats haunted by their dead friend, whose body they had bury in the back

zaf seems to be the only one concerned about the skulls in the living room, and the strange books, all of which, at least the ones zaf can make sense of, contain what appears to be spells. they mentioned where they lived to their boss and some coworkers and all hell broke loose and zaf had to leave the premises. paix apologized and said that lonnie had a reputation with the hotel staff and it kind of extended to everyone esle in the house. lonnie zipped through the ceiling and stated that they had ALWAYS had it out for him even BEFORE he stole that golf cart and the two start up another argument and the initial point is lost. 

but even months afterward, zaf cant forget the the moment of panic in their former boss’s eyes when they mentioned the house

mini is a witch living in the woods. sam and the gang think shes their neighbor, but no one is really sure where she lives. she comes by the house every now and then. sam, paix, and zaf have invited her in but always stated that she cant come in. has started to come around more frequently after zaf showed her one of the book they had found, wondering if she could make any sense of it. usually cryptic mini straight up said it was incredibly dangerous in the wrong hands. the two have since working through the books to see if any of more of them had spell theorems that could ‘potentially warp the fabric of reality’ as mini had put it

[sanguinarius-archive]

uh so im about to discuss about salvis aka sal x travis (and no its not going to be me calling it problematic and im not gonna bash you if you like it, im going to be explaining the flaws that come with the ship regarding the canon character dynamic) so click read more if youre up for it!

warning for mentions of abuse, internalized homophobia, uhh i think thats it

alright so a lot of people tend to think that when someone tries to explain the little issues with a ship that its because theyre defending their own ship they like. and... for me? no, thats not the case. yeah i dont ship sal x travis but im not going to say i dont or argue why just because i prefer my own ship over it. thats a bullshit reason and we all know it.

as a victim of abuse and self-insecurity i completely understand what travis has gone/is going through. he cant accept that he likes boys. he’s been raised to think that its sin, that its disgusting and that the one person or being who he ever felt has truly heard his cries, aka god, hates him now. and i understand if you have been through that situation yourself and therefore you project onto him, and youre someone who has a tough time dealing with issues independently. i understand completely. as i said, ive been there before.

but i personally dont think it’d work to ship travis with, not just sal, but anyone in general. he’s a character who still has a lot of development. what he truly needs right now is a friend, and yes, i understand thats what a lot of you are trying to go for, but its hard to not see undertones of them (travis and sal) being shipped in your content. travis has been physically harmful towards sal and has harassed him and his friends. and while that is because he deals with being abused himself, causing him to not really know how to deal with his emotions, he still knows and is aware that what hes doing is wrong. hell, in the note (who im assuming is for sal) he says hes crazy about him. and then he goes to tell him he doesnt actually hate sal. so he knows what hes doing is wrong.

and can he control his anger? probably not. and thats okay, i understand that. but again as someone who has been abused and has taken out my own issues on others in different ways, ive come to learn that its inexcusable. no matter what form of abuse youve been through, no matter what mental illness you deal with, no matter what, you have to learn that taking out your problems on others in any sort of way is damaging and does not help you heal and grow from your issues.

and i think a lot of people tend to subconsciously make sal a big part of travis’ “redemption arc” in fanon content. i do acknowledge the fact that sal has said he forgives travis and is willing to befriend him, and understands that his home life is tough, but he should not be playing such a huge role in travis being redeemed. adding a relationship to travis does not erase his current issues, it only worsens them because now he has a relationship added on top of the abuse he endures from his father and his still-healing internalized homophobia. its just not healthy in that way. i dont see it working.

a lot of people tend to think especially in characters that a redemption arc is easy, that with characters you can just change them completely like the flick of a light-switch. but with how real and raw sally face is, its important we try and take travis being redeemed very slowly and steadily. he has to accept himself, first and foremost, with the occasional help from sal and his friends. he has to learn that he is not a disgusting person for loving who he loves and that with time he will get better, he just has to set initiative to that. then he has to find out how he can tackle the abuse he endures from his dad. worst comes to worst, he doesnt find a very complete way of healing from his abuse and simply runs away or turns his back on his father. and you know what? thats okay, because as long as he can escape it one way or another, and have time to heal afterwards, its okay.

it isnt easy to accept yourself while being abused at the same time. and like i said i think a lot of you tend to subconsciously make sal play a huge role in travis becoming a better person, when really, sal should only be there for small bits of advice or when travis is in desperate need of comfort. travis needs a friend, nothing more, nothing less. he doesnt need a relationship because that only adds to the problems he faces already. travis is a good character and id personally love to see him be redeemed in the last episode (aka the next episode), but i want him to be able to do that on his own.

as i mentioned before i am someone who has had a very hard time coming to terms with who i am in the past, and i have been a victim of abuse. i know how hard it is to heal and to grow, and trust me it takes a very long time. its never easy. and if you are a victim of abuse or you have dealt with/are dealing with internalized homophobia or whatever it may be, and you ship travis with sal or whoever, thats okay. i understand if its a comfort for you and a way for you to project. but you know what? in reality, unfortunately, a relationship like sal x travis, with the past dynamic theyve had, it most likely wouldnt work. it would only cause more trouble and probably for both sides.

im not hating on the ship, i just want to speak out about the flaws it has. im not discouraging anyone from shipping it, im only letting you know that it wouldnt be the Healthiest with how their dynamic is. im not willing to argue on this or start a bunch of discourse. i just thought this would be an interesting topic to make a post about.

if youve made it up to here, thank you for reading, i appreciate it and i hope you took something from it. again im not hating. i kinda think itd be cute too if they didnt have the dynamic they have in canon. but because they do have that kind of dynamic its just not good realistically.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Bonding time with the former ice-picker; Kristoff x child reader feat. Anna

Hey guys been awhile hadn’t it? Well this request comes from an anon who really wanted a Disney Frozen’s request. Now on my Wattpad I’ve done about 2-3 Frozen fics all from the same user but theyve all been about Elsa so doing Anna and Kristoff was a first for me so I tried to make it as fluffy as possible and there are some minor changes to what you had asked for anon or I didn’t include much on the personality but I tried my best and if it sucks I apologize in advance and you can hate me for it over private message or whatever. I’m still trying to get back into my groove of writing since I’ve been slacking off but I promise the three other requests that people have sent me will be written soon (I hope, I’m already kinda half way through the anon’s request who wanted the Charmings x child reader) anyways enough about me, hope you all enjoy this :)

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‘I never really knew what happened to my parents, all I do remember is stumbling into the castle before they closed their gates and that’s when I met the youngest princess of Arendelle, Princess Anna.  She took me in and basically raised me inside the castle.  For year it was just the two of us having fun, she told me all about her older sister Elsa of how she isolated herself in her room for many years while growing up.

I was there when Queen Elsa had her big freak out with her powers and the kingdom basically turned on her.  I was there when Anna went to find her sister to bring her back and I was there when she met the ice-maker known as Kristoff.  Now fast forward to a year later, Elsa is now seen as Arendelle’s Queen and the kingdom has accepted her powers. And ever since the journey to save Aunt Elsa, Anna and Kristoff have been getting quite close with each other. 

Lately Kristoff has been trying to find the time to bond with me.  Now I have nothing against him, he’s a really nice guy and I love his reindeer Sven, at least he’s a much better guy than that Hans jerk, but I…..I guess I’m just too shy to give him the time of day. And there might be a slight fear that there might be a chance that he could hurt Anna just like Hans did.

*3rd Person POV*

Kristoff was currently in the stables feeding Sven his lunch when Anna came in and she said.

“Hey Kristoff”.

“Oh hey Anna, what’s going on?”

“Well sweetie, Elsa and I have to go on a diplomatic trip, or some kind I don’t really know I kinda spaced out on what Elsa was saying but…..I was wondering if you could watch over (y/n) until we get back?”

“Anna you do realize that everytime I enter a room, she always runs away or hides right?”

“I know, I know but that’s just because she’s so shy. Maybe by being here with her by yourself it may help her open up her shell”.

“Or just traumatize her even more”. He said.

“Oh I don’t think that’ll happen, please Kristoff,” Anna stepped towards him and took his hand in both of her and continued as she looked into his eyes, “You and (y/n) mean the world to me, and it breaks my heart knowing that you both aren’t getting along. Please do this for me”. Kristoff smiled softly and said.

“Alright, I promise to watch over her while you’re both gone”. Anna squealing happily and wrapped her arms around her fiancée tightly and thanked him over a hundred times before telling Kristoff about the details of hers and Elsa’s trip and about how long they could be gone. 

A few days later, Anna and Elsa were at the docks saying their last goodbyes for now.  Anna was kneeling in front of (y/n) and she said.

“Do you really have to go?”

“You’ll be fine (y/n), it’ll only be for a few days. Kristoff promises he’s gonna take good care of you. And can you do something for me?” She nodded then Anna continued, “Can you please try to make an effort to bond with Kristoff? I promise he won’t hurt you”.

“I’ll try” she stated softly.

“Thank you (y/n)”. Anna stroked a strand of (y/n)’s hair out of her face before giving her a kiss to her forehead and boarding the ship right behind Elsa and once the Queen and Princess the boat began to depart the dock and both Kristoff and (y/n) waved goodbye to Anna and Elsa.  Once the boat was out of reach, Kristoff and (y/n) just looked at each other. 

Back at the palace, (y/n) was currently sitting around in her room playing with some of Anna’s old dolls that she’s kept when the door opened revealing Olaf.

“Hey Olaf” said (y/n).

“Hello (y/n), whatcha doin here all by yourself?”

“Oh just playing dolls maybe I might have a tea party later”.

“Ohhh I love tea parties! Can I join in please, please, please, please, please?” Olaf stated enthusiastically. I giggled and said.

“Of course you can Olaf, it wouldn’t be a party without you” he let out a happy cheer before sitting himself down at my tea party table and I got everything set up. As we proceeded with our tea party I asked Olaf as I held the tea pot. “More tea Sir Olaf?”

“Why I would be delighted to have some more” he stated as he held out his tea cup and I poured the tea into his cup and he took a sip. “Hey why don’t we ask Kristoff if he’d like to join in our tea party?” I tensed up and said.

“He’s probably busy right now”.

“No he’s not. Last I saw him he was playing his guitar in the stable singing with Sven, though I really wouldn’t call it singing, he’s really not that good at singing”.

“But I don’t think he’d be interested in tea parties, boys never are”.

“I do though, and I’m sure if you asked Kristoff he’d like to join in to I’ll go ask him!”

“Wait, wait no, no, no Olaf you—” but it was too late, the little snowman already left to get the future Prince of Arendelle leaving (y/n) in her anxiety. 

As Olaf approached the stables he heard inside Kristoff playing on his guitar looking around as if he were in his own little world with Sven lying down on his stomach taking a little nap when Olaf proclaimed out.

“Hi Kristoff!” A string broke off his guitar and Sven bellowed out fearfully until he saw it was Olaf.  Kristoff softly growled down at his guitar and turned towards the snowman and said.

“What is it Olaf?”

“I came to ask you on behalf of Princess (y/n) if you’d like to join us for a tea party” Kristoff looked to Sven confused before turning back to Olaf and asked him.

“She said that?” Olaf nodded happily. He then turned to his reindeer and stated in Sven’s voice, “‘Maybe she’s finally wanting to open up to you’ I almost doubt that. Everytime I try to get close to her, she always runs away”.

“Come on Kristoff, it’ll be fun!” Olaf proclaimed happily.

“‘Yeah come on, just give it a chance’”. Kristoff sighed heavily and said to Sven. “Sometimes I don’t like you”. Sven jumped for joy and nudged Kristoff up onto his feet and pushed him forward bellowing out happily as his friend followed behind the snowman. 

“You’re gonna love it Kristoff there’s tea and cakes and a wonderful decorations every—” When the two of them got to (y/n)’s room they took notice that the young girl was gone.

“Uhh Olaf, where is she exactly?”

“She was here a minute ago when I left”.

“Oh god this is bad, this is really, really, really bad. If I don’t find her Anna’s gonna kill me. Split up! Leave no stone or fabric unturned” Kristoff then raced around the palace calling out for (y/n). 

For over an hour and a half the entire palace was searching for the child that their Princess had adopted but no one could find her anywhere.  As Kristoff came to the garden, he then took notice of something hiding up in one of the trees.  It almost looked like a small critter but when he got a close enough look, he realized that it wasn’t a critter at all, it was (y/n).

“(Y/n)!” She jumped slightly and looked down to see Kristoff. “Oh my god….do you know how worried sick I was!? The entire palace has been looking for you for hours and you’ve been here this whole time!” As he spoke to her, his voice raised with anger but it wasn’t until he finally took notice that she was starting to cry.

Kristoff looked up at her and took a deep breath and exhaled softly and said as he looked up at her.

“Hey (y/n) look I’m…..I’m sorry I yelled at you. It’s just you had me so worried, I thought something bad had happened to you and I—I would never have forgiven myself if anything bad had happened to you”.

“It’s not that Kristoff” he heard her whimper.  He looked up at her confused and said.“It’s not?” She shook her head no. 

“Then what is it?”

“I can’t climb back down, I’m too scared”. Kristoff looked at her and then said.

“Oh okay, just hold on tight I’m coming up”. He then jumped up and grabbed the first branch and hauled himself up onto it.  Once he was on the branch he steadied himself and got up to the branch that (y/n) was now on and he told her, “Now just give me your hand”.

“I can’t…..I’m too scared”.

“Hey, hey it’s okay. I promise you (y/n) I’m not gonna let you fall, okay? Do you trust me?” She looked at him for a brief moment before nodding.  “Okay now slowly scoot towards me and take my hand, keep your eyes on me, you think you can do that?” She nodded and did as Kristoff told her to do.

Once they joined hands, Kristoff gently pulled her towards him and got her on his back.  He made sure her arms were wrapped around his neck and that he had a grip under her legs before kneeling down and jumping off the branch and soon the two of them were on level ground.  He helped her to solid ground and knelt down in front of her and asked.

“You okay?” She nodded and then she said.

“Thank you”.

“You’re welcome, now do you want to tell me just what were you doing up on that tree?”

“I was hiding because I was scared”.

“Of me” Kristoff asked in more of a statement rather than a question.

“Not completely” she said. Kristoff looked at her confused and she tried to explain, “I’m not fully scared of you Kristoff, I see how happy you make Anna and I know that you’re a good person it’s just…..after what happened with Hans I—” Kristoff placed a hand on her shoulder and he said.

“I get it. Hans did end up being a very, very bad man, but you must know that not all of us are like him. I really do care for Anna as you just said, but I also wish to get to know the one other person that meant more to Anna than her sister, you”. (Y/n) looked up at him and did something that Kristoff never thought she would do. 

She hugged him. 

He was shocked at first but he soon relaxed and hugged her back. 

The next day, (y/n) started fully warming up to Kristoff.  Slowly but surely the two of them were as thick as thieves.  And they did eventually have that tea party when Kristoff took her, Olaf and Sven to a beautiful spot in the woods where he had prepared in advance a picnic with a beautiful tea set at their disposal.

After having their tea party as Sven and Olaf were playing with each other, (y/n) and Kristoff sat side by side each other and (y/n) said.

“Thank you for the tea party Kristoff, it was wonderful”.

“No, thank you for inviting me to your tea party. It was my honor and privilege to join the Princess in her world famous tea parties” Kristoff said as he removed his hat and bowed before her making her giggle. He placed his hat back on his head and said, “And thank you for giving me a chance sweetheart”. (Y/n) smiled then she curled up into Kristoff’s lap and let out a soft yawn and Kristoff smiled and stroked through her hair and began to sing her a soft lullaby sending the young Princess off to dreamland.

[jasonblossomsghost]

0-44 please :)

0: Heighti’m 5′3 :)

1: Age182: Shoe sizeUS men’s 5, US women’s 6-7 (if anyone wants to buy me some new adidas i like the white and black classics)3: Do you smoke?my asthmatic ass? i think not4: Do you drink?nope5: Do you take drugs?i’ve considered it but nah6: Age you get mistaken fordepends but usually 13-15 7: Have tattoos?ya i got a temporary one on my shoulder its lit8: Want any tattoos?in the future probably but idk i dont like the idea of permanence

9: Got any piercings?not even my ears10: Want any piercings?not really. im not a fan of jewelry11: Best friend?her name is mady and i love her12: Relationship statussingle but with a toxic pissbaby clinging to my leg13: Biggest turn onspassion, talent, thermodynamic equilibrium/always warm (im a cold hoe), funny, smart, honest, loyal, etc etc14: Biggest turn offsexcessive jealousy (like a lil jealousy can be cute but if ur up my ass constantly i feel like u dont trust me ygm?), dishonesty, codependency, infidelity15: Favorite movieScott Pilgrim vs. The World16: I’ll love you if...you’re nice to me and hold my hand17: Someone you missnot to be gay but i havent seen mady in like a week so i miss her a lil bit18: Most traumatic experiencemy first memory is a grown man almost suffocating me so probably that lmao19: A fact about your personalityi’m a fucking disaster but at peace with it20: What I hate most about myselfi don’t value my own needs as much as i should21: What I love most about myselfmy sense of humor tbh. multiple people have told me theyve gotten funnier just being around me and it makes me feel good22: What I want to be when I get olderi plan on being a lawyer but i just wanna be financially stable, in love, and happy23: My relationship with my sibling(s)i’ve got 7 lmao. my relationship with my oldest sister is nonexistent, with the second oldest sister its just awkward, my older brother is a nazi so i fkn hate him, i constantly fight with my sister whos a year older, i parent my little sister while she calls me a bitch/cunt/twat, and i dont have a relationship with my two younger brothers24: My relationship with my parent(s)dont have one with my dad. my mom and i have a Not So Good relationship where she yells at me for no reason then feels guilty but instead of saying sorry just lets me leave the house25: My idea of a perfect datei havent been on a date in so long honestly someone take me out but anyway, breakfast at my favorite restaurant (its a vegan/gluten free place and ya boi has a lot of food intolerances but it also has really beautiful art and a garden) then going to a museum or my favorite bookstore. also maybe a park at some point?? idk if i love the person they could take me grocery shopping and id be happy26: My biggest pet peeveslying, cheating (on partners, not tests), and people who dont understand personal space27: A description of the girl/boy I likei could describe the person i unfortunately like but ill discuss him in 28 so have a description of the boy i have a small crush on instead. his name is Sam and hes super nice??? and smart??? and really funny??? but also so talented at music like the second i heard him sing i was in Love. i made him a present (it was just a dumb joke not like an actual present) on the last day of the semester and he decided to skip that day. i texted him and he deadass showed up to school just for me??? i was honestly dazed for the rest of the day28: A description of the person I dislike the mostlike i said, i unfortunately like him. hes at least borderline emotionally abusive and generally makes me feel shitty. hes hot tho /:29: A reason I’ve lied to a friendi’ve been trying to be really honest but ?? maybe so they wont worry about me?? idk30: What I hate the most about work/schooljust the stress tbh31: What my last text message says“be busy during that time” (from Mady about avoiding the guy from 28)32: What words upset me the mosthonestly just anything thats needlessly negative??? like idk life is too short to be an asshole the whole time33: What words make me feel the best about myselfwhen anyone compliments me tbh like if youve ever complimented me i love you34: What I find attractive in womentheir smiles and eyes and just how nice they are??? they always look cute?? and its fucking magical?? fuck dude girls are amazing. also like physically i appreciate nice thighs tbh like,,, damn35: What I find attractive in menwith guys tbh if they can make me laugh and are genuinely nice people im !! if they give nice hugs its a bonus. also its stereotypical af but tall boys are So Nice (like everyones tall to me tho so im not talking strictly 6 ft+)

36: Where I would like to liveCali maybe?? idk just a place where i feel safe being who i am37: One of my insecuritiesuntil July i was overweight like my whole life and recently ive been gaining and losing weight like crazy so just how much i weigh i guess?? idk like i Know it doesnt matter but it Does38: My childhood career choicei wanted to be a teacher or psychologist39: My favorite ice cream flavorprobably birthday cake tbh40: Who I wish I could behonestly i just wanna be me but happy41: Where I want to be right nowat a park maybe with a nice human42: The last thing I atefruit snacks43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediatelyLaverne Cox44: A random fact about anythinguh i keep a poetry journal that i write in almost daily

[evellyynn7]

That Night pt.2 of Meeting Mr. Wrong

            “It all started on a dark and cold night, November 7th to be exact.” I said very quietly almost regretting doing this. Dean was such a good listener, his eyes looked at me with such compassion as i told the whole story.

          “Lets do something crazy tonight guys!... unless some of you are gonna be little wusses” Steve was looking at us 3 girls, Nancy Wheeler, Barbra Holland... and me. He was of course mostly referring to Barb since she looked the most nerdy out of our bunch, he thought we would be at least a little bit easier to loosen up and i mean that in a dirty way too.

            Billy Hardgrove was there along with Tommy H and Carol. They of course were there to get lucky and wasted while my 3 friends and i were just trying to up our popularity status. “Hey here’s a clever idea, why don’t we play a little game to help these newbies ‘loosen up’ Billy said with a wink to me and his famous smirk. “That may be the only smart thing you’ve said all day Steve” joked. The others laughed and agreed while the rest of were nervous at first but warmed up to the idea while Barb was always against this ‘loosening up’ game.

           “Alright, fuck it, how do you play the damn game” i couldn’t believe i said that, i guess that was just all that naughty that’s been shunned away from my good girl act. “Oooo this pretty little girl has a naughty side?” Billy said this in a shocked but intrigued way. “C’mon Billy just tell us how to play the damn game” Nancy saw how i was learning to just go with it so she followed along. “ Okay book worm don’t get aggressive” Billy said this with less interest and more annoyance of Nancy. “Okay so newbies have to prove themselves to us by doing some dares that are given to you by yours truly” he winked and let out a puff while gesturing to his friends. Steve interrupted fast “So i’ll start with miss wheeler, i da...” Billy cut him off with anger in his eyes. “But my good friend forgot to mention the best part!, if you guys cant complete the dare then you have to strip one item each time” he seemed proud of his lustful command.

         After several halfly and fully covered dares, there laid 4 girls in either just a bra and panty or maybe they still had a sweater or jeans on. I was one of the girls in just a bra and panty but i never felt so alive and bad but i loved it not to mention i was far past drunk. I knew that barb felt uncomfortable the whole time and so did the whole group so they went easy on her and she just had to take off her coat. “Ok so this one is for Liv over there.” Billy said grabbing my hand while I lounged on the chair carelessly with my drunken and half covered gorgeous bod. His eyes lingered and he couldn’t hide his blushing and lustful eyes. This drove me crazy cause he was so handsome and sexy but i didn’t want to get to far, i just wasn’t ready for anything that big. I stood up very unsteady and barb saw that, she came over and told me that we should all go and that she would drive. “I think we all had enough fun why don’t we start heading home, you don’t look to well Liv.” “I’m fine i don’t need you to be a mom right now, why don’t you go you never fit in anyways, and don’t say that i don’t ‘look good’ for all i know your probably just jealous.” I knew right after i said it that i screwed up but it was too late. “ You know what, im done trying to be a good friend, i will go home and good luck trying to get home like that, maybe one of your new ‘friends’ can sober up before driving.” she left in tears running towards the woods. “Whoa whats up her ass!” Billy laughed and began kissing my neck but i just stood there in shock and a dazed confusion.

          Later that night Billy and i had made our way to Steve’s couch while tommy and carol took a spare bedroom and Steve led Nancy to his room. I had a feeling of what was going to happen but i was not in my right mind to fully stop it. He leaned in and starting kissing me slow then it suddenly turned harsh and passionate, i could feel his hands making there way up my thigh and i let out a small gasp. “Hey im not sure i wanna take this that far“ i mumbled against his lips but he ignored me and just kept going further up. I heard a faint scream and broke the kiss. “Did you hear that?” “Hear what doll, the only thing i wanna be hearing is you moaning my name.” he smirked then slowly went in again and then bit my bottom lip slowly. Little did i know that it was barb coming back to drive us home since she was actually a good friend who cared for us regardless and not just someone who was only trying to get in my pants. “ Billy i dont know about this” “Oh cmon your just shy but ill be gentle and then all youll feel will be pure bliss” he then lowered me on my back and made his way down by kissing me in every spot that sent chills to my body so i let go and just went with it.

          The next day Barb wasnt at school and nanc and i just thought that she was just mad at us but as a week went by we were beyond worried untill 2 days ago when we heard about her on the news, thats when our worried hearts turned into broken grieving hearts. The only good thing was that news report landed on a saturday and i could be a wreck the whole weekend and process things before heading back to school. Thats when things got crazy and people started suspecting her best friends and the sad truth was that i knew something others didnt, this slight piece of evidence could make everybody i care about turn on me.

                “And thats how it all went down Dean, I know i sound absolutely terrible but i want justice for barb.” He was looking at me with wide eyes and a dreamy gaze but i couldnt quite make out what he was thinking. “Wow olivia im shocked but so happy you told me, everything will get better from here on out” he gave me a reassuring smile and leaded me back to class and he happened to casually lay his hand on my waist and guide me, then whispered i think you sounded like a strong and beautiful girl for what you had to go through but im also gonna sound like a douche when i say this but im glad you didnt go after your friend cause it might have gotten you too and i wouldnt be able to meet the strong and beautiful girl standing right in front of me.” i blushed like crazy before walking into the class, once again all eyes were on me and Dean noticed so decided to do something about that. He walked in and said, “Every body should know that your classmate Olivia has helped this case tremendously and you all should give her a smile the next time you see her” “ i should be seeing you around miss hopper” he smiled and winked at you in a professional manner but you could tell it was far from that.

                  A week has past and your uncle hopper went away for a couple of days to solve this case with the winchester brothers, leaving you to watch El. Today she went to go hangout with her bunch while you stayed home and catched up on some vampire diaries. *knock knock* i was shocked to hear a knock on my door, maybe my uncle came back early i thought. I get up from my comfy spot and open the door to a pleasant surprise. “Dean!! how are you? we haven’t spoken in a while and i thought you were supposed to be with my uncle” i was confused yet happy since all my memories had been good with dean and i trusted him on something that meant so much to me. “ Well your uncle asked either me or my brother to check up on you and i happily agreed” he flashed his dazling smile and walked in. I sat on the couch and he sat next to me, for the past few hours we caught up and got to know each other on a whole other level, it was like weve always knew each other and time seemed to fly. I showed him my room and my personal things including some secrets. “ Ive always wanted to tell you this but i think your absolutely gorgeous.” he kept his beautiful blue eyes latched on me and leaned in for a kiss.I went in and soon enough we were naked on my bed over heated and satisfied. “You can spend the night” i said smiling at him with my fingers tracing his bare abs. “Im sure theyve got this covered for tonight” he smiled down at me and kissed my forhead, then we fell asleep in an instant.

              The next morning was amazing, waking up to a shirtless sexy Dean was priceless and epecially getting to watch his cute face sleep. He woke up with a smile and said “ Mornin gorgeous, how did you sleep, i know i slept well with you by my side” he pecked my lips “I could say the same” I got up to kiss him more passionalty and put some clothes on in the bathroom but as i was leaving i felt his eyes heavy on my naked body. I shut the door and got dressed but i stayed in the bathroom because i heard my uncle enter my room screaming his head off! Dean was shook and got up fast trying to defend himself while my uncle was saying “I cant belive you!! i practically told you to babysit her for a few hours and i come home to you naked in her bed doing who knows what! time to leave Mr.Wrong, youve helped enough. As i finished getting ready i walked out with shame all over my face and my uncle telling me to go for somebody my own age.

[thegoldenavenger]

a fantasy au

Ash fell down like snow, sifting from the grey sky and settling like chalk dust on Tony. He didn't care, his attention was focused on one thing, one man, standing over his parent's bodies dressed in black. The only color: the ten red rings embroidered on his back. Those rings would burn themselves into Tony's mind. 

Even bound and drug across the courtyard like a sack, Tony only had eyes for the man in black. Ignoring the commands and shouts of the grunts taking him, Tony watched as the man was approached by, possibly, the only person who could possibly break Tony's heart even more than seeing his mother die. 

Obie, his father's right hand man, clasped the man in black's shoulder like an old friend, patting it as if to say good job. Good job murdering the Stark Family. Good job razing the keep. Obie knelt over Tony's father's body, not to say any words of farewell, but to pry the Iron Sword from his death grip. 

The image of Obie raising the sword to the ashen sky, smiling in greedy wonder then lowering it down to stare at Tony from over the blade was the last thing Tony saw before someone forced a burlap sack over his head.  He didn't scream or yell. He was wracked with mute, terrible fury as they drug him miles and miles away, one thing on his mind: vengeance. (readmore)

The cave is dank, and when they allow Tony to see again he never spots the man in black. He sees Obie though. Obie visits him in his cell often enough, brandishing the Iron Sword like it's his by rights, but it's not and everyone knows it. Obie's grip is too tight on the hilt, and sweat drips from the man's face. Tony fancies that he can see the smoke rising from Obie's hand. 

Tony's mother had told him the Iron Sword's story often as a child. The Knight who spared a dragon and was gifted the finest of armour and swords. The curse which turned the gleaming sword into dull iron and burned those that touched it. The favor The Knight sought, which altered the sword's curse.

"You must be worthy." His mother changed her voice to mimick what Tony had thought a witch might sound, "You must be aware of your own worth, the witch said to the Knight. That's the moral of the story, you cannot rely on other things to make you worthy." 

His father hadn't been worthy, Tony remembers. His father had gripped the sword through dragon scale and had still been burned. But that's the Stark way and has been for generations now. 

"You hold it anyways," His father had told him, "It burns but you fight through it. You're made of iron just as this sword, just as all Starks, and it doesn't matter if it hurts. You do it anyways and make everyone believe you aren't even trying." 

Obie is not a Stark. 

His hand burns while holding the sword. 

Tony would smile but he's numb.

"How do you weild it!" Obie yells as Tony is forced to his knees. 

"You don't," Tony answers. 

"You're father--"

"Was a Stark," Tony grits out, "Haven't you heard the legends. Only a Stark can weild the Iron Sword and--" He's silenced by Obie's hand slapping his head to the side. His mouth is aready bleeding from a split lip. 

"What's the secret?" Obie yells.

"There is none!" Tony yells back.

The Iron Sword burns, but Obie drowns him. Over and over again, under the ten rings banner.  Tony's answer doesn't change.

"Build me a gauntlet." Obie says as he drags Tony out of the water trough. "Build me a gauntlet so I can wield the sword."

"Why?" Tony coughs out with the water in his lungs.

"You have a fortnight. Do it."

Tony does not want to drown anymore.

"This is Yinsen," Obie says as he pushes Tony forward. 

Yinsen is a kind, elven man. His hands are steady and Tony comes to rely on him.  

"I remember this sword," Yinsen says as Tony maps out the dimension for his gauntlet. "I remember it from before it was in the Stark's hands." 

"You're that old?" Tony asks.

anyways.... tony builds a gauntlet for himself, not to withstand the sword's burn but to attract the sword. It's a magnet. 

basically. in between building the gauntlet tony pieces together things yinsen says and things obie says to get at why stane wants the sword so badly.  which is: ??? The Evil (thanos???) is under lock and key  and thing that can break him free is a hero's sword to cut the chains. But a hero's sword needs to be weilded by a hero to fit the definition so if Stane can wield The Iron Sword because he's worthy of it than he's worthy of wielding a heroes sword, which.... makes it a heroes sword again??? anyways

tony gets the sword and dons some half finished armour and starts trying to fight his way out of the cave. He enters in Climactic Battle with obie, at one point Obie gets a hold of the sword and is about to kill Tony when Yinsen gets in the middle. Obie stabs him through enough that the sword also hits tony in the chest, though not badly. The wound is cauterized in an odd starburst shape, and Yinsen Dies. Because the swords also burns Stane's hands, he drops it and Tony picks it up again but by the time he recovers Stane has run away. 

Tony exits the cave bereft and angry. he's irrationally angry at the sword but he can't get rid of it lest he risk it falling back into stane's hands.  So he wanders the countryside, if he hears of a heroes relic he goes to make sure it's safe from Obadiah's Evil Plans. He refuses to use the sword that took Yinsen's life and always, always he's looking for the man in black who killed his parents. 

Along the way he picks up more bits of armour, and also a reputation. He isn't a knight, but he helps people. And because he helps people he runs into a young man who stops him in road side village one day. 

"You must help me," he says, "My name is Steven Rogers and my best friend is being held captive in the old castle on the hill."

Tony is at first hesitant, but Steve weaves an intriguing story. 

A friend, stolen in the dark of night, nowhere to be seen. 

Finally Steve managed to track him down to the castle. When Tony asks Steve how he knows his friend is there for sure, Steve just retaliates with "if he's not there, someone is. maybe more than one person, held against their will!! There's a beast that roams the castle at night and you can hear the screaming coming from it's walls!!"

So Tony agrees to help.

The castle is dark and foreboding and Tony marches into it, Steve at his side.  The inside is wrecked, claw marks and soot stained tapestries.  But it's not until night falls that they find anything. From the depths of the castle comes a shrieking sound like metal being torn asunder. An orange glow appears in the distance and Tony barely manages to pull Steve to the side before a jet of flame screams past them. 

It's a dragon. The beast in the castle is a dragon. 

"I'm afraid your friend has been eaten," Tony says. Steve doesn't listen to him, instead rushes towards the danger. 

Tony follows him, sure that the dragon is going to fry Steve alive but that doesn't exactly happen. Steve explains to Tony: "he's dragon born, my friend. I can't believe theyve done this to him." 

The dragon is black and steel, large and with scars down it's body. Wicked horns and torn wings chained together. It's front left leg is missing, the scar wrapping around it towads the wing. "We must free him from the chains!" Steve tells Tony.

Tony is reluctant to let loose an actual facts mad dragon, but he's soft so he eventually gives in. The chains are sturdy and he tries very hard to get them free: attacking their joints, the weak links, everything but he can't budge them.  He absolves to stay for the time being and find something that will break the dragon free. 

Steve, Tony and the dragon bunk down together as the dawn approaches, tired from the eventful night. Tony doesn't wake again until the night, and he starts working on ways to help the dragon. He makes a little forge and tries to melt the chains, he builds clippers and skeletons keys but nothing works, though Tony and the dragon (and steve) get to know much more of each other. Tony tells the two of his journey so far, and his quest. The both of them agree to help him once the dragon is freed, in whatever capacity they can. 

Steven and the dragon don’t share much of their past, but the stories they do share enamor them to Tony. They’re both great people. if a dragon qualifies as a person. Every night, seeing the dragon in chains despite the vibrant stories the dragon and steve paints is awful. so tony works.

Each day, the dragon retreats until night falls again. 

Once such day, Tony finishes his latest chain breaking method. He'd taken a cast of the inside of the chain lock and has made a key he's sure can open the lock. In excitement he tries to find the dragon. He goes deeper and deeper into the castle. He passes a tapestry that makes him stop. It's torn and singed but if he lifts it back together a familiar sigil is revealed: ten red rings. he shudders but moves on, feeling more sympathetic towards the dragon for being caught up in obies machinisms. 

Finally, he pushes open a final door and sees

not a dragon but

a man, the man. dressed in black with the ten rings picked out across his back 

cold fury grips him and almost unknowingly the Iron Sword he's carried across his back all this time is unsheathed and in his hands. 

"what are you doing!!" Steve grabs him from behind, and Tony struggles for a bit as the dragon--man-- wakes up. "Stop!"

"This isn't youre friend this man killed my, he killed my parents! My mother!" Tony tries to yank away from Steve's grip, the slight man surprisingly strong in this moment. 

"That wasn't him!" Steve yells, "Calm down! That wasn't him!" 

Through it all the man is quiet, resigned. It takes a moment, but finally Tony calms down enough to listen to Steve.

"This is James, my friend.  He was captured and spell locked." James, the dragonborn, had been deceived by someone he thought he could trust. A magical brace locked around his arm that made him obedient and compliant. Unfortunately it made shifting into a dragon impossible, but still. All that dragon born skill and magic under tight control.  There was nothing James could do. 

Did James remember the Starks? Yes. 

But it wasn't until after that, when Steve, dedicated Steve tracked him down and fought with him that James managed to fight against the brace's control. 

"What did you do?" Tony asked.

"It controlled me," James answered looking at the space where his arm no longer was, "Now it doesn't." 

"I was useless to them but they couldn't kill me or free me, so they locked me here. I... I understand if you want to leave me here. It's nothing less than I deserve for what I've done." 

Steve tries to interrupt but James and Tony hush him. 

Through the story the sword has been burning in Tony's hand, grounding him, and now it reminds him of Yinsen, as his blood evaporated from the iron blade. It reminds him of his parents, immobile underneath Obie's feet, the red rings on James' back, Obie's eyes over the point of The Iron Sword. He looks up into Jame's tortured eyes and in a gust of movement shoves Steve off him.

He rushes forward, the sword drawn up high. He moves faster than Steve expected, faster than he can react more than to just shout in wordless shock. He sees James' surprise, and more than that, his resignation as he bows his head. Tony brings the sword down with all his might. 

The chains clatter and fall to the ground.

Tony takes his new companions on the remainder of his quest, chasing heroic relics and trying to stop Obadiah from unleashing The Ultimate Evil. Tony and Steven and James meet and help more people, but mostly Tony learns more about Steve and in particular James. Ashamed of his earlier outburst, Tony does try to connect with James and finds him a captivating person. A dragon, but, like, relateable. 

And James doesn’t stand for Tony beating himself up about anything. And in return, Tony tries to absolve James of his guilt for things he couldn’t control. 

Tony finally gets another chance at him, engages in an epic battle with Steve and Bucky at his sides. Tony still doesn't use the Iron Sword, he's forged his own weapons that he can rely on. That he uses to save people. 

Obadiah has his own champion, a man who uses chains to fight, and while Steve and Bucky fight him, Tony tries to take down Obadiah.  Tony, deep inside, doesn't want to take Obie's life. He wants a reason why, he wants... he wants closure.  Obie monologues at him about all these things, like how the Starks were declining and when Tony was born Obie could see him brining it all down around them. ETC ETC

But Tony is determined to do better, so he just incapacitates Obie, just in time as the chain dude has James in his dragon form tied down by chains again, about to murder him and Steve is other wise occupied. Tony turns away from obie who says something like "you keep breaking everything you touch, tony" 

tony ignores him and makes his way towards james, using his self made sword to cut the chains away from James in one blow. But it's more than just the chains that break. Obadiah starts laughing as James shakes himself free of the broken links. The skies cloud over. 

And Tony looks in horror because, well, the chains he cut through were the chains holding the darkest evil.  Not even with the Iron Sword either, but the one he'd forged with his own hands. The one he'd used to protect people... made to unleash a dark evil. Tony Stark, breaking everything he touches. 

Obadiah laughs and laughs and laughs. 

James and Steve regroup at Tony's side, neither of them blaming him but understanding his pain.  Tony sort of wants to give up because... you know he couldnt save his parents and he doesnt regret sparing James but he doesnt have closure for his parent's deaths. For so long he'd pinned that on The Man In Black, and after realizing James was an unwilling party, shifting that blame on to Obadiah. But in the end he just couldn't get vengeance for his parents. another thing he's failed at, maybe. 

Theres a bit here where Tony and Steve and James travel backwards through the places and people Tony helped out to gather companions and support for the upcoming battle. 

Then, the forces gather to fight like, Thanos or whomever, Tony with his improved magical gauntlet, facing them. 

It's an epic battle, etc etc, but when Tony is facing Thanos, Thanos breaks Tony's gauntlet like an egg shell and once again Tony is left weaponless and almost defeated. He hear's obadiah laugh from his place on Thanos' side once again, "You break everything you touch Tony." 

This time though, Bucky has Tony's back. He flies in, knocks obadiah down, and shouts encouragements towards Tony. And this time, Tony remembers the Iron Sword. But more than that, he remembers his mother telling him the sword's legend, how kind she was. He remembers helping people. Helping bucky and steve. gaining new friends, proud to fight at his side. 

he may break things, but he's Tony Stark. He fixes them, too. 

Tony, bare handed, reaches for the Iron Sword, he doesn't care if it burns, it doesn't matter.  He's so focused on defeating the evil and saving the day. And, for the first time in like, a hundred years, the Iron Sword is no longer Iron. It doesn't burn under Tony's hand. In fact, it glows. The dull iron gleams again, gilding itself under Tony's hand. The dragon sword once more. 

le fin????

the legend of the Iron Sword:

The Iron Sword belonged to a knight who had been the only one brave enough to confront a dragon terrorizing the land, and kind enough to spare the dragon in the end. Grateful, the dragon rewarded the knight  with its finest armour and sword, gilden and bejeweled in the finest colors.

The knight quested across the land, helping many and gaining good grace. But many yet became jealous or contemptuous. One of those who despised the knight was a wizard and in the midst of battle, he cursed the dragon sword and as it transformed from bright and untarnished into dull iron it burned in the knight's hands. Undeterred, the knight fought through the pain and won the battle anyways. However it became too much, and the knight laid down the sword and collapsed. 

Stricken with doubt, the knight despaired for what is a knight without their sword to protect? The curse couldn't be undone and without the dragon sword, the knight doubted they'd be able to continue helping those who needed it. The knight wrapped the sword with their cloak, dampening the heat enough to carry it to every fae and witch and sorcerer who might help. 

Finally they found one who could alter the curse on the sword with clever words and spells. The witch completed her ceremony, and upon returning the sword  to the knight intoned: "You must be worthy. You must be aware of your own worth. You cannot rely on this sword to make you who you are, or still you cannot wield it." And so it was.

And so it was that the knight who had used this sword to help so many, still was burned by it's handle. In anger they left the witch, and in despair cast the armour and sword away, unworthy as they were. And so, the sword and armour could have sat and become lost to time, and would have, but another war ingnited across the land and the Hero Knight was once again called to arms. 

Though bitter and jaded now, the knight still had softness in their heart and readied themselves for battle. The knight donned the armour, and strapped the Iron Sword across their back. Not to use, but as a reminder. The knight did not need the Iron Sword, having found a suitable replacement. But at the climactic battle, faced with the enemy, this new sword failed.

It shattered in the knight's hand like glass. There was no time to process this though, no time to do anything but react. And the knight reached back for the Iron Sword and in that moment it did not burn. It gleamed bright as the knight's determination and struck true, for in that moment the knight did not think about being worthy, only knew that there was only one way for this to end.

And so, the Iron Sword gained it's legend: only the worthy may wield the sword and if you are worthy nothing will be denied.

[emo-gofdoom]

8/12/17

X,

Did you ever think that maybe it wasn’t me that changed? Like just for a minute, I want you to stop and consider this. My two best friends that’ve known me forever both told me that I haven’t changed at all. In fact the only thing different about me at the moment is that I’m currently in a lot of pain for a plethora of reasons. I’m still a dork, never was really funny. But “depressed but didn’t want others to see”? You’re the one that asked me to open up and be completely honest with you, and now you don’t like what you see. I feel like the person that changed, was you. You’ve had a change of perspective since who knows when and because of that, you see me differently. Usually, in cases like this people call it “falling out of love”. And honestly if me being in pain makes you like me at all less, it tells me that you probably never really loved me in the first place. People that leave when you’re in pain are called “fair weather friends” because they leave when its not all bright and sunny. I understand that it may be unfair of me to bring this up because you did in fact stick around through a fair bit and help me through a lot, but I need you to understand that the change you see in me is caused by you. When you break up with someone, even if you intend on staying friends with them, you need to give them some space, especially since you have a thing for emo boys, who generally take every little thing and overthink it. Second, its not okay to get drunk a week later and text me “Baaaaaaaaaaaabbee” and then act offended when I remind you that you broke up with me. That hurt. Alot. And lastly this bullshit about me changing when the only thing different about me is that I lost someone that I trusted. And thats only the stuff hurting me that involves you. Theres a shit ton more. But the people thatve been by my side for a long time, like X, have said that i’m still the same. This is probably because theyve seen me in pain before. To put it simply, if you really think being in pain changes who i am, and if it really affects your ability to be my friend, then thats fine. Because I don’t need a friend thats gonna decide their sick of me as soon as im in a bad emotional state. Especially when said person dumped me, then proceeded to “forget" she dumped me at the same time as talk to my best friend about how shes gotten over me and is moving on. On top of that because you lied to me so much both while we were and before we were dating, I already find it next to impossible to trust you. Everything  with you is secrets riddles and lies. So go ahead and be fed up with me. It’ll make it easier for me to mend this shitty broken heart. I wonder if you’ve heard of one?

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X,

I don’t know what you’re thinking anymore, and I know for a fact we aren’t on speaking terms, but I know your going to read this, and I know your going to be fucking pissed that I posted it. But really you want to try and tell me that you’ve actually never lied to me. Never mind addressing the secrets and riddles and all the other bullshit. But you’re going to say that in all this time you’ve never lied to me. And instead of even trying to recover your only response is “Bye asshat”? I don’t care if this hurts you any more this is fucked up beyond belief. You think “I was drunk” is an okay excuse? You hurt me so bad that one of my followers tagged me in a post saying to cheer the fuck up. (@renownedmeme Idk if you know me irl or not cause idk who you are but you’re amazing) But now you’re making my best friend want to Kill Himself and when i tell you to leave him alone its “fuck you, bye asshat”? No, fuck you. You don’t get to do this. It’s not fair to me, and it’s sure as hell not fair to him. You’ve always told me I need to stand up for myself and what i believe so here i fucking am, i hope your proud of me. I love you. Ive said it a fucking million times. And thats probably never going to change. But this shit is Not okay and it needs to fucking stop. Half of the shit you say to me is negative, either in meaning or in wording. You say you care about me, but only when its to stop me from doing something you don’t want me to do. You didn’t even pause when you found out I fucking cut myself again and you want me to believe you care about me? And then, back to the first time this spiraled downhill, it doesn’t matter if your drunk, being drunk doesn’t make you forget something that happened several days beforehand, and then disregard the reminder of said event with a “So?” I fucking cried myself to sleep that night because of you. Not to mention the fact that when we broke up because your mom died, you were dating someone else a few days later. And that someone else was one of my best friends. Then the second time we were dating, right before it’d been three months, “Oh by the way right before we starting dating again I was about to date your other best friend” which doesnt help the fact that whenever you were out with me you were always texting that best friend every five seconds and when you eventually break up with me you blame it on me never talking to you. There have been times where I texted you “I love you” and two weeks later you respond with a fucking oops. So you can’t say I didn’t fucking try to talk to you. There are weeks of missed texts if you look for them, and they can’t even be missed you can’t ignore a notification on your phone for two weeks if your on that phone texting my best friend every day. And you want to know why I know the shit you tell him? Because I WAS WITH HIM FOR HALF OF IT HES MY BEST FRIEND. And so when he gets a text with my name in it he tells me. And now you’ve decided that I’ve changed. Tell me, X, How have I changed. Name one thing that you’ve noticed different about me, that can’t be directly linked to the pain and depression that a plethora of things are causing. Name one way I’m a different person. Not that you’d know, I doubt you even know my favorite color.

[allofbeercom]

Violence in Capitol Hill: is this the end of the line for Seattle’s gay neighborhood?

In response to the recent spate of LGBT hate crimes, residents are pushing back against the influx of tech bros who are displacing and harming the community

It was barely 10 minutesinto 2014 when smoke began to float towards the ceiling in Neighbors, a Seattle LGBT nightclub where around 750 people partied to welcome the new year. Empty glasses of champagne began to pile in trash cans around the dance floor.

As the stairwell fire started, alcohol-infused club goers continued partying as the music played on. It was at that point that Steve Tracy, the clubs general manager for over 20 years, smelled the smoke.

As the club was evacuated by Tracy and his staff, the party-goers still didnt realize what went on. They were pushed into an alley near the intersection of Pike and Broadway in the traditionally LGBT neighborhood of Capitol Hill. Thankfully, no one was hurt.

Musab Masmari, the man who had jumped a fence to enter the club with a gasoline canister to start the fire, now faces 10 years in prison.

This type of incident would become emblematic of a climate change already in progress within the LGBT neighborhood. Since 1 January 2014, there have been more than 200 reported bias incidents in Seattle, including a double homicide involving two gay men and a second fire-attempt at the nightclub all disproportionately targeting LGBT people. The latest report for the first half of 2015 showed a 56% increase compared with 2014, according to the Seattle police department.

Long-term Capitol Hill residents dont know how to stop this influx of violence. But for some, the culprits are easily identifiable: tech bros.

My husband Michael and I were recently out on a Saturday night and were walking around the Pine/Pike Corridor, Mayor Ed Murray, the citys first openly gay mayor, said sitting his office one recent afternoon. And we looked at each other and said: my God, what happened to the gays? Literally, who are all of these straight people in our neighborhood?

These straight people the mayor refers to are part of the influx of tech workers who have flooded the city since the opening of major campuses and offices in the area close to Capitol Hill.

Although Seattle is one of the gayest city in America recently released census data shows the city of Seattle saw a 52% increase in same-sex couples from 2010 to 2012 the Capitol Hill neighborhood saw a 23% decline of LGBT people living there during the same period. Meanwhile, rents have also gone up by more than 33%, according to Zillow.

As new glass and steel condos are sprouting across the skyline, many LGBT people fear to walk down streets they used to call their own. So theyve begun to push back.

John Cristicellos artwork. Photograph: Conor MacBride

The artist John Cristicello, one of the many LGBT people against this dwindling of queer in the area, sits atop a magazine stand outside his art studio, arms covered in tattoos. His artwork is now infamous the area. One of his pieces states: We came here to get away from you. Another shows a tech bro in a hat, holding a beer and stating: No faggots better look at me. Cristicello explained: I saw that guy. I heard him say that. And I was like, why are you even fucking here if you dont want faggots to look at you?

My art is a declaration to interlopers in the neighborhood like, dont fuck with us, Cristicello explains. It wasnt me trying to fix anything, but hold a mirror up.

Above him is a large painting in progress showing the iconic Space Needle on fire.

In fall 2014, openly gay police officer Jim Ritter, the LGBT liaison for Seattle police department, began receiving phone calls asking the same question: Why is there such explosive growth of hate crimes in Seattle?

I [remember pulling] the statistics for the previous year and not seeing any explosive growth, Ritter recalls. But he would then ask: Why do you think there is such explosive growth?

Callers would then spout off names of friends they knew were attacked, or the name of intersections where they knew bias violence had occurred. Ritter quickly realized that none of these had been reported to the police.

Oh, boy, Ritter remembers thinking. We have a problem here.

Victims had compelling reasons for not doing so. I am not out yet. I was intoxicated. I didnt think the police would do anything, Ritters said. A lot of people were listening to the rhetoric around the country at the time to not trust the police, he added, referring to the shooting of Michael Brown in Ferguson.

To address this issue, Seattles Safe Place program began taking shape and eventually launched in May 2015. The program trains business owners on how to respond to bias incidents specifically LGBT ones if and when they happen around their business. It already includes 1,000 businesses displaying rainbow shields on front doors, including every Starbucks in the city.

Thanks to this gesture, LGBT people in Seattle now know they can enter that business if attacked and that owners will not hold any LGBT bias, allow them to call 911 and use their business as a safe place to hide until emergency responders can arrive.

Ritters feels its working. This past weekend, three people were attacked and reported the LGBT bias incident at a business with the rainbow shield stating Safe Place stuck on the front window.

Shaun Knittel, the founder of Social Outreach Seattle, has been of the most visible leaders in stopping the violence. As Knittel grew concerned about reports of violent assaults after the fire at Neighbors, he decided to launch a shuttle service to help people get home safely after a night out. The shuttle is an old van that he has painted pink and has the number to call for a ride displayed on the sides. Since it launched in March 2015, the shuttle has driven more than 700 people home.

We sometimes beat the police there and have to help the victims, even taking them to the hospital sometimes, Knittel says when discussing the weekends the service is provided. And that gives us a chance to talk to them and get them to report the incident, so its documented by the police.

But even with the success of this service, many still do not report hate crimes targeting the most vulnerable people within Seattles LGBT community.

Most of the people I know who are victims of hate crimes in the past few months are all trans women, says Jackie Sandberg, a hate crimes survivor in the area and leader with a local LGBT homeless group.

Sandberg, who works with many of the transgender and queer homeless people, believes they are probably targeted the most, but will not report to police because they are homeless, have prior arrests or just fear the police.

Sandberg, who has faced homelessness and has once been attacked by a couple who used a skateboard as a weapon, is part of a growing group of LGBT people in Seattle who believe these new efforts only protect well-off Capitol Hill residents.

I dont think queer people feel any more comfortable reporting the hate crimes now, Sandberg said in regards to the shuttle service and the police working intentionally on this issue. I think its more of an attempt by SPD [Seattle police department] to endear themselves to the more privileged white, higher-income queers that are [still] moving into the neighborhood.

So life goes on as usual for many.

A couple weeks ago, one of my trans girlfriends was walking up the Hill with her partner and there was a guy walking down the street, Sandberg said, before resuming passing out condoms on the streets of Capitol Hill. And all of a sudden he punches my girlfriend in the chest and then starts threatening her to come at him.

Sandberg says the friends escaped and didnt engage the man. When asked about the assailants appearance, the response is immediate: He seemed like one of those hip party people. Bro type.

The incident was never reported.

from All Of Beer http://allofbeer.com/violence-in-capitol-hill-is-this-the-end-of-the-line-for-seattles-gay-neighborhood/

[humblesun]

I have never written a post on here before. I haven’t been on here in a very long time, actually. But I want to write something, because I think I experienced something worth writing about. I feel like I should do the millennial thing and write about it on a site my parents can’t see. It really isn’t that deep, but I really want to share it, even though I think the only person that’s gonna see it is zabreena lol. 

Last night I did shrooms for the third time in my life. The other two times were pretty good, very good experiences. I’m sure from that sentence you can guess that last night was not a good trip at all. I respect hallucinogens, always. There power is amazing and it is quiet beautiful when having good experiences. Even the bad experiences, I can appreciate them. 

I decided to trip with two of my 3 of my friends I trust a lot... One of them being someone I would literally die for. ANother being a genuine man that only wishes the best for other humans. The other one is a little iffy, but I always find the good in people, or i try to. 

I get off work and I go shower and my good friend and I head over to the iffy dudes dorm... I take a little over two grams and these shrooms are the real deal man... not even 20 minutes later I am having mad visuals. They are beautiful... I could not stop smiling. I was looking outside of the window and it was one of the most beautiful sunsets I had ever seen in my life. The trees were blowing in the wind in sections. Every tree had 5 or six sections that were growing into the sky. It looked like they were breathing. I look at this poster this iffy dude has in his dorm and theres trees on it, and the trees were growing inside of the room. There were colors everywhere. GOD IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I looked at my friends and I just told them I loved them. I felt so at peace with myself and the world. I was thinking about how proud I was of myself. I really had been getting my shit together. Then the genuine really cool guy was kind of freaking out. both of us had went into a spiral and I was thinking about how fucked up it is that people don’t know how to do the right thing. How it is so easy to do the right thing, but somehow people never know how to do it. I am someone who is always respectful and openminded to everyones opinions and thoughts. But people know what the right thing is and people constantly pick the wrong thing, because humans are so selfish. I was getting so angry at people. I eventually stood up because I was just zoned out looking at the ceiling. I looked at everyone and I said “what the fuck is going on,” I also said, “Im so hot, but I am so cold. jesus what the fuck.” I was peaking and so was everyone else. When tripping with people, I have felt very connected to them. Usually we are all thinking the same thing, but I was only on the same page as the genuine guy. We kept looking at each other because I felt like he could hear my thoughts, and he thought I could hear his. The iffy dude was getting pissed off because the genuine guy started crying because he was just so sad. I told him that it was okay to cry and my friend of many years was doing the same. 

Eventually he stopped crying... The genuine guy and my friend of many years have had a thing for a few weeks, theyve been makin out, doin things, ya know.... And chandler wanted to kiss tyler, so I guess they started making out, but I didnt know because I had zero peripheral vision.. I could not see them at all. I could not feel my body at all. I felt myself getting hot again and I felt someone touching me. It was that iffy dude!!!! he was groping my stomach and was in my shirt... shit was fucking weird. I yelled at him “get the fuck off of me, stop touching me dude.” and he backed off. I could not get up and leave, other wise i would have left that second. I was paralyzed on the bed dude. Aint no way in hell i could've left. I felt hot gain. this dude was holding my hand and playing with my hair and groping me, AGAIN. I fucking yelled again!! I grabbed this dudes arm and pulled him off of me....... I was sitting there thinking about how I had to go to school for some reason. I said “man i gotta go to school.” everyone was like “what the fuk.” Oh well, I was being semi responsible even on shrooms on a saturday night. I felt hot again. I could not feel my body and this dude was fucking on top of me. HE WAS ON TOP OF ME. I pushed this little dude off and I was fucking pissed. the genuine guy had his pants off for some reason, and I was like what is going on. iffy dude yelled at the genuine dude to put his pants on lol. And genuine guy left the room and iffy guy got mad at me and said “what the fuck, why are you so angry. Is this what rejection feels like.” Yes mother fucker. Fuck you. He justified his actions by saying that he thought it was weird that genuine guy and my friend of many years were interacting like that, but we weren’t. 

We could not find genuine guy to get our ID’s so we can leave. Iffy guy thought I should go and help him find him. Friend of many years and I yelled at him and said “Fuck you, you go find him.” we waited and he finally came back and we left. Genuine guy ran away and I went to my room. I thought iffy guy was gonna go get genuine guy, but iffy dude left his friend stranded and he ended up in the hospital. Genuine guy called the iffy guy to get him out of the hospital and iffy dude said no. WHAT THE FUCK. what kind of friend is that.... 

NOW COMES THE CRAZIEST PART. Person reading this. I experienced an ego death. It was the scariest moment of my fucking life. I went to the dorm and I felt better, but there was something spiraling, but I thought it was okay. I’m usually the babysitter, so I told myself I’m fine alone. My friend of many years left to meet up with her new lady friend, and things got very very bad.... I thought I shit my pants so I told myself I was disgusting. I was smothering my face into the floor saying I hated myself, that there was no point in living. I heard someone say outside of my dorm, “why is there blood everywhere, did someone kill themselves?” All of a sudden I get up and open my eyes and there is blood everywhere. I look at my desk and there is a hannah baker razor sitting there with blood on it. I look down at my arms and there are huge gashes. I feel the blood dripping out of my body. I i start to cry. I start saying “It’s too late. I just killed myself. I’m just an article about drugs and suicide.” I was looking around and i felt myself fall to the ground. I was talking and breathing like I was dead. I laid there and I heard nothing. I was deaf. I realized I was talking way too long to be bleeding out. I got up and realized I was alive, and I had scissors in my hand for some reason. I was holding them saying how worthless I am. There is always a part of me that does what is right, so I set the scissors down and I called my mom and realized it was my mom and hung up. I called my roommate/friend of many years, and I told her to call 911. She sprinted up to me and I was on the ground, in a ball, just crying. I didn’t have a shirt on and she spooned me while I cried. 

I didn’t know what had happened to me until I googled it this morning. I have had very scary suicidal thoughts before, because I have been very depressed before this, but feeling like I had died was the scariest thing ever. I never want to die and the fact that that thought has ever crossed my mind, makes me so sad. Alls I wanted to do was call my family. I wanted to see them and hug them and talk to them. The fact that I thought they would never get to see me alive ever again, was so so terrifying. I called my sister and told her about it, and she cried because i started to cry because that experience had left me traumatized for a minute. 

I want to make a point to this post, but I just wanted to write about what happened. If you ever want to die, don’t die please. Don’t make any action, because someone loves the shit out of you. I promise. I promise you are okay. I promise it isn’t worth it. I know I didn’t really die, but i cannot emphasize enough... I seriously thought I died. I felt my body shut down. Everything was okay and everything is okay. I love breathing and my family. 

Ps. 13 reasons why is the dumbest show ever. Hannah baker is fucking stupid. & I don’t support anyones liking towards it. 

[lady-divine-writes]

Klaine Valentines Challenge Drabble - “Nobody Said It Was Easy” (Rated T)

Three weeks later, Kurt and Blaine have transitioned from their awkward first meeting to friends, then to boyfriends. And in that amount of time, they've gone pretty far, but not all the way. Blaine thinks that tonight might be the night, but does that plan go south after he puts his foot in his mouth? (1376 words)

Written for the Klaine Valentines Challenge Prompt Day Eleven "At My Most Beautiful" and inspired by #3 on this list http://www.knowable.com/a/mortified-people-share-the-dumbest-thing-theyve-said-on-a-date/p-1

Part 2 after Come up to Meet You

Read on AO3.

“Okay, okay, okay, wait, wait, wait!” Kurt takes a deep breath, trying to calm down long enough to speak, but he snorts instead, and Blaine nearly spits soda across the table. “So, you dressed up as a tap dancing purple dinosaur at Six Flags for how many years?”

“Five,” Blaine replies, not sure he should expand any further since Kurt looks on the verge of exploding, his face beet red from laughing. “And … and … I had to lie about my age for the first three years because I wasn’t sixteen yet!”

“Jesus Christmas!” Kurt guffaws so loudly, diners at other tables start turning their heads. “You really wanted to be a purple dinosaur, didn’t you?”

“I really wanted to have something other than Show Choir Captain to put on my resume,” Blaine admits. “I mean, Speech and Debate and Model U.N. are great, but if you want to be a Music Performance Major, they don’t help out so much.”

“No, I get that.” Kurt calms down enough to take a sip of water, clearing his throat before he accidentally chokes. “My senior year of high school, I was so desperate for ways to pad my college applications, I almost joined some Superhero Club at my school.”

Blaine stops laughing. His eyes go wide. “Your high school had a Superhero Club? That’s so cool.”

Kurt snickers, his eyes lighting up as he reaches across the table to take Blaine’s hand. Blaine flips his hand over so he can grab hold.

That touch, which seems to engulf Blaine’s whole body from that single point of contact, is everything.

It’s been three weeks since that day Blaine introduced himself to Kurt on the street, out of the blue, thinking he was someone else, and for as awkward as that moment was, as positively humiliating, Blaine is happy every day that he did. Because these past three weeks, which sped along through the stages from coffee dates to movie dates to dinner dates to official boyfriends, are worth ten times more than every conversation he’d had with that catfishing loser from who knows where.

Dating Kurt is like breathing. He makes everything so easy. They clicked immediately after that first awkward conversation. Kurt bought Blaine lunch, and they spent a good two hours monopolizing a table at the Manhattan Diner, talking about their lives over potato skins and hummus. They didn’t get along simply because they were both from Ohio. Westerville (where Blaine is from) and Lima (where Kurt is from) aren’t just two hours away; they’re almost worlds apart. But regardless of that rift, they discovered that they like so much of the same things - the same books, the same movies, the same music, the same designers.

Kurt is an amazing person, so much more than Blaine thought he’d be.

It’s in the details, really – Kurt’s smile when he sees Blaine, his laugh when Blaine tells a corny joke, or how excited he gets when they spend time together.

Kurt leaves Blaine the most phenomenal voicemail messages. He’ll call to tell Blaine he misses him; call to tell him something that happened that day, something that would be too long to text. He’s been known to leave Blaine messages that include the hottest, juiciest gossip from Vogue, things that only employees would be privy to. And sometimes (and these are Blaine’s favorites) he sings Blaine a song he heard on the radio, or something more Broadway that he hopes to perform at school.

Blaine has made two of those his ringtone – one for general calls, and the other, his personal ringtone for Kurt.

It may seem like such a little thing, but for Blaine, it means so much.

Kurt just gets him, as cliché and as greeting card as that is. Kurt seems to know how Blaine is feeling before he opens his mouth, knows what Blaine’s thinking without Blaine having to explain, which is a bonus because Blaine rambles when he’s nervous.

Like he is now, hence the Six Flags story, which he swore to himself after he graduated that he’d take to his grave.

They’ve spent the last three weeks talking and laughing, getting to know one another and spending time together, but also kissing and touching, never stripping farther than down to their underwear, hands traveling below the equator but always with cotton in between. They had decided early on to take things slow. Blaine still felt burned by his catfishing experience, and Kurt had just gotten over some jerk who’d cheated on him.

But Blaine has a feeling, and he hopes he’s right, that tonight’s the night.

Because here they are, out for dinner as usual, only this time, Kurt had asked to stay the night at Blaine’s place.

The night wears on, music playing in the background as comfortable conversation flows. Appetizer platters get cleared away for the main course, then those empty plates stacked to the side to make space for after-dinner drinks. Kurt has Blaine enraptured with a comically tragic tale of one summer spent working at his father’s auto shop (quid pro quo for Blaine’s painful story), but even so, Blaine can’t help imagining the possibility of making love to Kurt. It was a passing whimsy when they arrived there, but it’s driving him to distractions. By the time they finish their drinks and ask for the check, Blaine isn’t sure that it’s safe for him to stand up, his tight jeans traitors to his cause.

Blaine reaches for the check the second it hits the table, but Kurt beats him to it.

“I’ve got this,” Kurt says, pulling it out of Blaine’s reach when Blaine tries to snatch it. “You’ve paid for almost every other dinner so far.”

“I’m a trust fund baby. I can afford it.”

“I may not have been born with a silver spoon in my mouth, Blaine Fancy-pants Anderson, but I can cover one bill. Besides, you’re giving me a place to sleep for the night,” Kurt reminds him, subtly suggestive. “The least I can do is pay for dinner.”

“All right,” Blaine agrees, trying to act smooth, but Kurt’s mention of Blaine’s pants had gone straight to his dick, and his mind was working seven ways from Sunday to keep himself flaccid. Somewhere along the line, messages get tangled, wires crossed, and he says, “But at least let me pay for the sex.”

Kurt stalls, the credit card he’d been pulling from his wallet pinched between his fingers. He stares at Blaine, his boyfriend standing to check his pockets, nonchalantly, as if he’d just ask Kurt for the time.

“Uh, Blaine?” Kurt shoots an amused look at their waiter, who had returned for Kurt’s card and stopped short when he heard. “Do you realize what you just said?”

“Yeah. I said at least let me pay for the tip.” Blaine drops a ten dollar bill on the table.

“No, you didn’t,” Kurt says.

“No, you didn’t,” the waiter confirms.

Blaine looks at Kurt, a single corner of his mouth lifted but otherwise bemused, and the waiter, slightly impatient, but enjoying himself immensely.

“Wh-what … what did I say?” Blaine asks, suddenly petrified.

“You asked him to let you pay for the sex,” the waiter informs him. Then he grabs Kurt’s credit card and walks off to let Blaine suffer the consequences alone.

Blaine’s mouth drops open, his Adam’s apple disappearing when he swallows hard. “Uh, oh G-god,” he sputters. Kurt bites his lips, the smile behind them barely contained. “I’m sorry, Kurt. I am so so sorry. I didn’t mean it …” Kurt’s smile plummets like a stone and Blaine goes pale, shuddering like he’s about to faint. “Except, I did, sort of … I mean, not about paying for it, but … I didn’t want to assume, and I … oh God.” Blaine puts his hands over his face, wanting to die from mind-melting embarrassment. “I-if you want to go home, I completely understand. I’ll even pay for your cab fare. I …”

“Oh, I’m not going anywhere but your place.” Kurt steps up to his boyfriend, ready to put the poor man out of his misery. “And don’t worry,” he whispers close to Blaine’s ear. “The sex is free.”