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yeonchi · 14 days ago

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Sea Princesses Ships and Descendants Guide

Liamasterink and the renaissance fandom have opened the door for shipping and OC children in Sea Princesses. Numerous ships created or inspired by the resistance are featured in the 20th anniversary event fanfic with their associated original child characters featured towards the end and in the epilogue.

A number of Liamverse ships have been changed in Yabuverse PM10 for various reasons, otherwise most of the listed ships are confirmed in one or both universes. You are free to have your own interpretations if you wish.

Polvina (Octopus Princess)/Daniel Giovanny Camielez Penny Antonio

Ester (Starfish Princess)/Duante Rohan Elizabeth/Lizzie

Tubarina (Shark Princess)/Parker Zhou Broly Tina

Veto (Shark Prince)/Soraia (Stingray Princess) Lucy Joshua Karl

Marcello (Hammerhead Shark Prince)/Elektra (Electric Eel Princess) Marc Marina Paula Spike

Leia (Whale Princess)/Caramelo (Sea Snail Prince) Lelo Cameron

Marli (Swordfish Princess)/Liam Pitara Flikin Mardillo Carlita

Sirilo (Crab Prince)/Angelica (Angelfish Princess) Barti Serena Ximena/Mielita Clancy/Comino

Vivi (Jellyfish Princess)/Maurico (Sea Urchin Prince) Zack

Isa (Penguin Princess)/Nico (Narwhal Prince) Jacky Remi

Juli (Clownfish Princess)/Alicia (Seahorse Princess)/Ramon (Blue Tang Prince) Beya/Bella (Juli) Carly/Cathy (Alicia)

Jessi (Clownfish Princess)/Anna (Seahorse Princess)/Ramiro (Blue Tang Prince) Dina/Della (Jessi) Ellie/Elise (Anna)

Delfi (Dolphin Princess)/Dylan (Porpoise Prince) Rita

Luisa (Squid Princess)/Troy (Flying Fish Prince) Richard

Camarina (Shrimp Princess)/James (Sweetlip Prince) Cindy Celia

Socita (Grouper Princess)/Mauricio Hernandez Sarita

Agostinha (Lobster Princess)/Dustin (Krill King) Choko

Matilda (Hawkfish Princess)/Merlo (Hake Prince) Kimberly Kenny Shayana Walton

Jaune (Lyretail Princess)/Flourison (Solefish Prince) Becky Valeria

Goldina (Goldfish Princess)/Wilmer (Moray Eel Prince) Tim Alexa

Crystal (Sea Serpent Princess)/Danny (Walrus Prince) Rebecca

Other ships

These ships do not have any known OC children associated with them.

Lia (Lionfish Princess)/Toire (Roosterfish Prince)

Naimo (Whale Prince)/Saula (Salmon Princess)

Sting (Jellyfish Prince)/Bethany (Blue Tang Princess)

Walter (Red Snapper Prince)/Daisy (Tropical Fish Princess)

Ambiguous status

These ships are listed here because I have better ideas for these ships and either I haven't thought of something good enough or I want to keep some things ambiguous for others.

Marcia “Marcela” Provencao (Hammerhead Shark Princess)/Liziana (Chief Diviner) Elizabeth

Tata (Turtle Princess)/Hugo (Turtle Prince) Estella Gennart

Bia (Abysmal Princess)/Caton (Salmon Prince) Ryu Ronja

Originals and alternates

Speaking of better ideas, here is a little discussion about why I changed some ships to be the way they are.

Liam ships Ester with Marli and Sirilo with Angelica while Sirilo2023 Productions ships Sirilo and Marli while not featuring the main girls in his works. Since there was the remaining thread of Duante left to be resolved and because I wanted to honour Liam's admiration of Marli, I decided to ship Ester with Duante and Marli with Liam Pitara. Marli and Sirilo's children are split among between the two couples while Ester is given two original children.

For obvious reasons, Tubarina and Marcello are split into two couples and their children split among them. Elektra's daughter Paula is also added to her and Marcello's family. The decision to ship Marcello with Elektra was based off of their meeting in The Return; he also had an interaction with Socita in The Piano Lesson, but it was decided that she would be shipped with Mauricio Hernandez, aka MJZD Gaming.

In regards to the ambiguity list above, I could ship either Marcela or Bia with Dinho; as for Tata and Hugo, I had Garter and Queenie in mind for them, but they're not entirely set in stone. Vivi and Lia were originally shipped together, but Vivi was shipped with Maurico, who only ended up being a sperm donor in the Liamverse.

You may have noticed that I changed the same-sex couples to be heterosexual couples. My intention isn't to be homophobic, but to keep with the kings and queens wanting to continue the legacy of their kingdoms. That doesn't go to say that there aren't any same-sex couples in Salacia either.

The doppelganger/sibling conversion

Some of the listed children were created by Liam as doppelgangers of certain characters or as siblings to others. Celia and Cameron were created as doppelgangers to Camarina and Caramelo, but they were changed to be their children. Lelo, Cameron's older brother, is an homage to Naimo's name in the Brazilian Portuguese dub.

In the Liamverse, Goldina's name is Alexia and she has a sister named Alexa. In Yabuverse PM10, Goldina's sister is named Alexia and she would have a second child with Wilmer, a daughter named Alexa. Although Jaune, also known as Valeria in the Liamverse, doesn't have any doppelgangers, she would have a second daughter with Flourison/Matias in Yabuverse PM10 named Valeria.

Isa has a brother named Jacky and a son named Remi in the Liamverse. The depiction didn't make sense when I saw it, so in Yabuverse PM10, they are both Isa and Nico's children.

Sting was originally Vivi and Lia's son (biological father Maurico) in the Liamverse, but in Yabuverse PM10, he was changed to be her brother. He is the same age as Naimo and they both worked under King Marcos' army as shown in Part B of the story.

#sea princesses #princesas do mar #princesas del mar #el reino de acuatica

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intoxfolklorex · 6 months ago

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Jamie Parker

Full Name: Jamie Parker

Age: 24

Sexuality: Bisexual

Occupation: Journalist Intern

Family: Siblings: Alexei, Arthur, Freddie, Ella, Saige, Ryan, Morgan, Daisy

FC: Tom Holland

TW: Child neglect, abuse

You must have an active thread with one of my female muses to do a M/F ship with this muse.

As much as he likes to pretend otherwise, Jamie Parker remembers everything that happened to him before his last name was Parker. Born to a drug addicted mother, Jamie never met his father– the man had taken off before Jamie was even born. Before he turned four, Jamie had been taken off his mother twice by child protective services but for some reason they believed the woman when she said that she had changed and could be trusted with him again.

When Jamie was five years old he was taken away from the woman for good and Jamie tries not to think about her again. When he does all he thinks of is the neglect and hatred that he held for her. From the day he was taken from her Jamie was bounced from foster home to foster home but nothing ever seemed to last longer than a few months. He often got put into the worst ones, the couples only doing it for the money and the ones who prioritised their own children over the foster kids.

This went on for ten years until Jamie was given a new social worker, one who seemed to care about making sure that he was put into a good place. He was fourteen when he was told that there was a nice man who really wanted to foster him and soon enough he found himself being fostered by Joseph and Paul Parker. A couple with seven children already.

Jamie spent most of his time believing that they were going to find a reason to send him back and so he was the biggest asshole that he could be. It was ultimately his new brother, Alexei, who convinced Jamie that having them as a family wasn’t all that bad.

But all good things tend to come to an end and Jamie heard his dads talking about paperwork one day and that was when he decided to run. He wasn’t going back into the foster system, not after a year and a half of being happy. He bolted and was found a few hours later by his fathers, who told him that they weren’t sending him back. They wanted to make things official and adopt him.

He was ecstatic when the adoption finally went through and he became Jamie Parker. Jamie finally knew what it meant to be loved by a family and he loved every part of it. Another shock hit him when a year later they asked what he wanted to study at college…. he’d never thought he would get the opportunity to study at all.

Jamie chose journalism and went to a community college so that he could still be close to his family. He had never had that before, he didn’t want to be alone again if he could avoid it.

Now he’s doing a journalism internship and seeing where the future will take him.

Jamie is only interested in muses aged 21 and older.

Like for a starter from this muse.

Check the link in the source for the rest of my muse bio starter calls.

#about jamie #muse bios #starter call #permanent starter call #indie rp

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seolhe · 6 months ago

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Mid-Year Book Freakout Tag 2024

Wasn't tagged or anything, just thought I'd give this a go. Books read so far: 55 1. Best book you’ve read so far in 2024? Probably gonna have to give that to Ship of Destiny by Robin Hobb. While I still vastly prefer the Farseer trilogy over the Liveship Traders, her writing and character work are just far superior to most of the books I read in any given year.

2. Best Sequel you've read in 2024 so far? In truth, I would probably have to repeat my first answer, but because I'm not repeating answers, I'll say In the Labyrinth of Drakes by Marie Brennan, book four in her Memoirs of Lady Trent series.

3. New release you haven’t read yet, but want to? Hm... I had to go through my tbr list, because nothing really jumped out at me, but a few 2024 releases on my radar include The Familiar by Leigh Bardugo, An Education in Malice by S.T. Gibson, The Missing Thread by Daisy Dunn and Glorious Exploits by Ferdia Lennon.

4. Most anticipated release for the second half of 2023? The only one that comes to mind is The Lotus Empire by Tasha Suri, the third and final part of her Burning Kingdoms trilogy.

5. Biggest disappointment? Probably Within the Sanctuary of Wings by Marie Brennan, the fifth and final(ish) book in the Lady Trent series. Because I had loved the entire series, I was really disappointed by the turn this book took. There's a big revelation in this one, and while it wasn't a big surprise, I really didn't like it. Not the worst book I read, but probably the most disappointing.

6. Biggest surprise? I would probably say What Feasts at Night by T. Kingfisher. I mean, I tend to really enjoy her books, so that wasn't a surprise, but I really didn't think What Moves the Dead needed a sequel, so I was pleasantly surprised by how well it worked for me.

7. New favourite author? I don't know if I have a new favourite author per se... I would say the best new (to me) author I read was Octavia Butler.

8. New fictional crush? I don't get fictional crushes

9. Newest favourite character? Oh, hm... I don't know if there were any "new" characters that really stood out to me. All the characters I liked the most were from series I started reading prior to 2024. I guess I would say that Kennit from the Liveship Traders really grew on me in book two and three. I didn't love him in the first book, but he certainly grew to become a favourite as the series continued.

10. Book that made you cry? I don't know if I actively cried, but Night by Elie Wiesel was devastating. I read it in one sitting, but more than once I had to put it down just because something hit me so hard I needed a moment to process it and collect myself.

11. Book that made you happy? This is a little bit of a cheat, because I usually don't count rereads, but because this is a book I haven't read since my teens, I think it counts. I reread Pawn of Prophecy, the first book of the Belgariad by David Eddings, and it was such a delightful little nostalgia trip! I was absolutely obsessed with this series when I was like, idk, 13-14 year old, so it was great revisiting it now in my 30s.

12. Favourite book to movie adaptation you’ve seen so far this year? Nimona, definitely.

13. What book do you really need to read by the end of this year? He Who Drowned the World by Shelley Parker-Chan, for sure! There are other books I really want to get to this year, but I *need* to read this one.

#mid year book freakout tag #books

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mysoulspiralbound · 8 months ago

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ooooh (now i'm having cross over ideas, please bear with me as i break down every option)

general cw: for fears stuff as well as cannon typical malevolent nonsense. spoiler warnings for both shows

i don't think flesh because the cannibalism themes are strong, it's something he is *very* much not happy about. mr. faust or the pinkie incident could both be strong marks. i suppose if things got bad enough with mr. faust he could become an avatar out of desperation.

i think he very much could serve the corruption, depending on how you view john. arthur is intertwined with a thing that has taken his eyes, his left hand, his left foot. what's a little more? offer your blood to the forest, forgive the thing living in your eyes (you love him, you love him, you love him) don't you want to be someone's home? if we're not counting john, the living forest growing within him is still very much a mark.

the extinction is harder to place, but i think no. he certainly is the type to accidentally end the world through shitty circumstances and blind choices, but humanity, what it means and how much it's worth, is very much a key theme for john and arthur. maybe marked by something that crawled into earth and shouldn't have, or by the empty homes in the dreamlands that say something very wrong has happened here

the dark in interesting. obviously a major plot point is arthur becoming blind. because that happened supernaturally we could probably count it as a mark (especially when it stuck after the king's forceful separation). i don't personally see it, but i could understand it. he lives in a world full of creatures that to truly know would break your mind. isn't it so much safer not to see what's lurking in the shadows?

on the opposite end of the spectrum is the eye. now technically in cannon, to sever the beholding, you sacrifice your eyes. but john is arthur's eyes, and those two are reinventing devoted codependency. arthur is always pushing to learn more. the whole first half of the show is spent frustratingly chasing after answers, and even after escaping the dreamlands, he keeps looking. he could have been content to have john back but no, we need to chase down another cult, we need to find answers. and of course john is always looking through his eyes, does it make them uncomfortable to be seen with the intensity of someone who is just eyes, of someone who is watching close enough to describe to another? arthur's mark would probably come from the king in yellow, specifically the coma dream

arthur has not only earned his hunt mark, he's earned a full degree in being a feral prey animal. i can't think of a single point in this show in which he wasn't on the run for longer than a few hours. he's also got that strong "i've got to kill that monster to protect/because it deserves to die" even though he's just as dangerous vibes, same as daisy. he could serve the hunt, tracking and dismantling cults and whatever monsters slip through the cracks. his background as a private investigator would also come in handy. i don't think john would necessarily be on board, but i don't know if he'd be able to talk arthur out of it either, if he set his mind to it.

the desolation is always a rough one (for me) so i will admit a bias here. obviously he's more than earned that mark. arthur basically lost every connection in his life, got himself hanging on by a thread, and then lost parker too. not to mention whatever is going on with oscar and noel (they're fine, totally). i think any of these could reasonably count for the mark, but i can't see arthur serving them. he's wanted to make certain people pay before, but arthur is also a little too forgiving in a lot of ways, and he saved the cultists under larson's estate because they're people. arthur feels so much guilt for the people he's lost, i don't think he'd suit being the desolation's. and honestly i also don't think john would let him. desolation arthur is like, the bad ending of kayne's little show and tell.

the slaughter was actually my first instinct when i saw this poll. just how many time's have john and arthur celebrated after surviving a good fight. their definition of healthy adrenaline is definitely skewed. backed in a corner the two of them are not an opponent you want to face. honestly so many incidents could be a mark, but i think parker's death would be the seed. john's action of course, but really, where does one end and the other begin? and of course, the music motif's with the slaughter in particular are very fun (though i do recognize that several fears have these)

the spiral is very clearly a mark from the king in yellow himself. arthur is carrying a fragment of the god of madness as a voice in his head. i think he'd always be walking a fine line with the spiral. if he just embraced the dream logic, stopped questioning the things that do not make sense when john describes them. and of course john himself is an impossibility, even more so paired with arthur. the king spent months trying to snap arthur's mind, it wouldn't be surprising if something broke. i just like the idea of arthur giving into the chaos, and in doing so gaining a kind of power and belonging in john's world.

look, let's be real, arthur should probably be dead. devine intervention can only get a normal human so far. if that man doesn't have an end mark i'd be shocked. arthur has spent so much of this show surrounded by death. from what we've seen of the end, some don't even feed from causing death, they merely follow it's presence like a shadow. the end is inevitable after all. i think for me the moment that says arthur could serve the end is when the put lily down. he understands that sometimes life is suffering. sometimes arthur himself seems to teater on the edge of giving up. i think he could be comfortable in death, in taking the fear of the dying and letting them rest.

the web is a little harder, but i think either (a) the hotel cultists prophecy or (b) kayne's interference, could count as web marks. arthur admits in the show that he doesn't like getting shoved around, and a lot of his and john's fights arguably stem from the two of them feeling out of control in their own lives. i don't see a lot of evidence for arthur serving the web, but i wouldn't argue against it either.

the buried is something arthur is canonically afraid of. he complains whenever he's got to push through a tight fit, and he's started panicking several times while doing so. he doesn't have a problem with underground places in general, but he's definitely claustrophobic. if i had a nickel for everytime those two wound up exploring underground, i'd be rich (which is the original version of that phrase). like the web, i don't see arthur as prime avatar material, but i would be willing to hear someone out.

arthur lester has survived some suspiciously far falls if we're being honest. to the point where him falling into holes is a kind of running fandom gag. absolutely marked. i think arthur could serve the vast, in the right situation. the vast is open space, freedom, something i think arthur both values and longs for. i think having a god show you the infinity of the universe, after experiencing several inconceivably large monsters/deities who could not care less about humanity, is a recipe to get a little nihilistic. "this too shall pass." there is a freedom in knowing everything is temporary, and i think arthur could be happy serving that freedom.

once again the lonely is an easy mark to assign arthur. someone get that poor man a hug. he's had a lot of rough points, but i would put the moment of his mark at john's separation, followed by yellow's appearance. his only friend, his last anchor, is just gone, and the grief of that sends him off the rails. he stops seeing the good in things, he kills uncle, he plans on going after larson. it's bad. i don't think there is a version of arthur lester that both keeps john and serves the lonely. i think in a bad ending, cut off from john for good, arthur might serve the lonely, or at least feed it, but with john? arthur is physically incapable of being alone. he will always have his most important person safely curled inside his skin, how could he ever feel truly alone like that?

alright! lastly we've made it to the stranger! vibes wise, i think he could serve the stranger. the musical motif's are also strong here, and the cultists and the king in yellow both have masks as major themes. arthur often picks out different identities for survival. how many times does one or more characters start forgetting things? what makes an identity if not for the names you choose for yourself? his other half literally names himself john doe. those two walk into town, pick a new identity, make a mess, and move into the next. i think they would serve the traveling circus just fine, so long as they stayed a matched set (like breakon and hope).

so to get back to the original question:

my top options for avatar hood are the eye, the spiral, the stranger, the slaughter, the corruption, the end, and maybe the vast.

if i have to pick one, i am voting the spiral, because i am in fact, allowed to play favorites, and i'd like to see him embrace the madness of his world

I know that by this point Arthur would be marked by every single one, but just pick one for argument sake.

If you think he would serve the Flesh, Corruption or Extinction let me know.

If you know Arthur but don't listen to TMA just vote based on vibes

#malevolent #malevolent spoilers #tma #tma spoilers

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lavenderbudds · 6 years ago

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Happy Durrells’ Day!

We’re embarking on the final leg of the Durrells’ Corfu journey.

I love you all.

#The Durrells #Keeley Hawes #Josh O'Connor #Callum Woodhouse #Daisy Waterstone #Milo Parker #Alexis Georgoulis #Yorgos Karamihos #Anna Savva #wouldn't be opposed to this post being an emotional support thread

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wadbot · 3 years ago

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base.wad: Caligari_87's random PWADs MAP03: Tell me More (784, 432, 384) Author: Sterling "Caligari_87" Parker Date: 2006-07-10 Description: I know I'll probably be hated for this release, but this is more or less an archive of several old, unreleased levels and feature demos that I feel might have some meaning or use to somebody A4levels.wad - Part of an old project to re-create the Alpha Doom levels, headed by Hobbstiger1. I hope he doesn't mind Base.wad - Although modded heavily later on, this WAD contains my first ever ZDoom level, MAP01. I got into my career as a feature/ detail-whore here Ceiling.wad - simply makes the Imps walk on the ceiling. Done on a whim, inspired by something in the ZDF "Fake Screenshots" thread. Lights.wad - A small room and outdoor area, demoing the power of ZDoom's wall-lights. MAP1.wad - Another detail-heavy unfinished project. There's quite a few nifty things in here. (find the laser cage ;) ) Room.wad - IMPORTANT: Requires the Blood textures resource pack by Tormentor667. This was created to demo those textures, and a few things ended up in Torm's "City of the Damned". Evilmaze.wad - A maze. Get to Room #2. }:> Court.wad - Detail-heavy feature laden experiment, Inspired by a SLIGE construct and Silent Hill. Headshot.wad - how to make a headshot. (ZDoom 2.1.0 or better) Barrel.wad - Over-powered eye-candy barrels :D. (ZDoom 2.1.0 or better) Barrel_S.wad - Same, but weaker barrels. (ZDoom 2.1.0 or better) Decals.wad - Better bloodsmears for ZDoom Splash.wad - Water splashes for Doom2 (ZDoom 2.1.0 or better) ANTS.wad - Created mostly for zHalloween (ZDF project), this is more or less the player being swarmed by a horde of flesh-eating ants. Also contains a palette change, an "Old film" effect, and a flamethrower. Daisy.wad - Open console, "summon Daisy". 'Nuf said. Station1.wad - My unfinished "Aliens" project. Requires GZDoom and the AVP2 Texturepack.

#doom #wadbot

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loveofcharacters · 2 years ago

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As her boyfriend got comfortable in bed, there was something weighing on her about his attempted words of encouragement. "I don't want to pull you away from your mom. It's different this year. She hasn't seen you since the summer. It wouldn't be fair." Something she loved about Vincent was how well he got a long with her parents, they were close enough for him to be able to really be involved and be there for her in ways she needed. Daisy played with the edge of a pillow as he pointed out her parents side. Daisy nodded, "Yeah, I guess." She looked at her boyfriend, and laughed lightly. "No babe, I wouldn't expect you to go solo." she smiled sadly. She turned to face her boyfriend, "Maybe carolling, yes to movies, definitely to skating." She adjusted herself so she could cuddle into him. "Don't show me your gift early, I want to keep that tradition going." She said with a small smile. No matter the weather, on Christmas Eve, since they first started dating they'd sneak out, and meet at the gazeebo that was in the perfect distance between their parents houses. It was a special tradition she had no plans in ending. Daisy leaned in to kiss her boyfriend and place herself gently on top of him. After a moment she pulled away smoothly "Thank you," she spoke while brushing her hands through his curly hair.

@heroexxs

#;;thread #thread ; daisy parker #daisy&vincent ; my shelter through the storm #daisy&vincent ; thread 001 #partner ; heroexxs #ps ; scheduled post #daisy parker ; dreaming with my eyes open

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lgcjaejin · 12 days ago

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Jaejin feigned a dramatic gasp, clutching his chest as if mortally wounded. “You wound me, hyung! Younger? Sure, technically. But let’s not pretend I’m not the more mature one here,” he said with a sly grin. “Besides, with those antlers, you’re serving major middle-school-theater vibes." He glanced at the antlers again, laughter escaping as they strolled toward the market.

At the market, Jaejin let Seyoon dive headfirst into the stalls while he meandered through the colorful displays. A leather keychain shaped like a guitar caught his eye. Does anyone in Type Zero play? He turned it over in his hand before setting it back down. Too specific—it didn’t feel right.

Further down, a collection of mugs with funny slogans made him pause. One read, “World’s Okayest Boss” with an awkwardly filled-in 3/5 star rating. He couldn’t help but snort, picturing Baekhyun’s face when unwrapping it. With a shrug, he handed over a few won to the seller, before claiming the first gift.

Seyoon’s energy was unrelenting. Jaejin glanced over to see him haggling with wild enthusiasm over a pair of daisy-embroidered gloves. Shaking his head, Jaejin chuckled and kept walking, stopping at a stall selling practical outdoor gear. He picked up a pocket-sized multi-tool and turned it over in his hand. Parker might like this— perhaps? or at least find a use for it.

Seyoon’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts before he could decide. “What do I like?” Jaejin echoed, raising a brow. “Oh, you know, the usual—world peace, a jet ski, and maybe a nap that doesn’t get interrupted by training.” He took a gummy bear from Seyoon’s offered packet, biting it in half.

As he spoke, his eyes drifted to another stall displaying hand-stitched tote bags. One in particular caught his attention—a sturdy canvas bag dyed a deep navy blue, with a retro gaming controller meticulously embroidered on the front. The buttons and joysticks were outlined in vibrant reds and yellows, and the phrase “Press Start to Continue” was stitched beneath it in bold, multicolored thread that sparkled faintly under the string lights of the market. It was practical but playful, and he made a mental note of it. That’s definitely Kai.

“But seriously,” he added after a moment, his tone softening, “I don’t need much. Something practical with a bit of heart behind it. Like… a handwritten letter or a playlist someone made just for me. It’s the thought that counts, right?”

Jaejin nudged Seyoon lightly. “You must have a dream gift in mind, huh? If you could pick anything for Christmas, what would it be?"

Off to the Christmas market, they shall go!

"Behave yourself, child!" Seyoon narrowed his eyes at the antler flick. He didn't actually mind in the slightest but decided to feign a little sternness just to see how Jaejin would react. "You are younger than me, right?" He asked as they walked, smiling again because he could not hold his serious expression for long.

The market was not far, and Seyoon saw the vendor who sold him his beanie right away. After having a brief look over the contents on display, he decided to get a pair of gloves for Hyoseop. Some guys would not like knitted gloves with daisies on them because feminine, but he figured Hyoseop would be the opposite since the guy always posted flowers on social media. Besides, daisies meant cheerfulness and new beginnings - very appropriate for the occasion.

While browsing, Seyoon also casually bought whatever snacks he thought were interesting and could keep for a while. He stuffed the whole lot into his backpack and intended to present Parker with a curated munchies box later. Depending on how much money he had left over, he could get some nice wrapping paper for it and a huge ribbon. What was Parker's favorite color again? Hmm, maybe one of the fansites would have that detail. Last time he heard, Baek needed new camera lenses and Kai would probably love one of those figurines of gaming characters.

"What do you like?" He asked Jaejin as he purchased himself a pack of gummy candies. Seyoon figured he deserved it since he was working hard. "Go on, fess up. What kind of gift would make you smile for real? I am collecting this info so I can sell it to your fangirls for big money in the future." He chomped the head off of a gummy bear savagely and offered Jaejin the open packet in case he wanted some.

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allegra-writes · 5 years ago

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“Fine line” Part II

Peter Parker x Reader x Harry Osborn

NSFW

Warnings: Smut, threesome.

SERIES MASTERLIST | MY MASTERLIST

You couldn't help the hiss that escaped your lips as Peter gently padded the cut on your shoulder with gauze.

"Sorry" He flinched, "I'm being as soft as I can…"

"I know, Pete, it's ok" You reassured him.

He sighed,

"No, it's not. I'm good at this, god knows I've had practice, but I'm not a doctor…" nonetheless, he grabbed the needle and medical thread, "You should have let Simmons take a look at you"

"She was rather busy"

"I know" Peter was well aware of the carnage, the attack on the city had been vicious. S.H.I.E.L.D Tower now laid in ruins, hundreds of agents hurt or even…

"Your sister is going to be ok" He reassured you. Again. You nodded, swallowing through the knot on your throat. Peter finished his work, placing the softest, most careful of kisses right under the injury. He knew how scared, how worried you were. He knew that was the reason you didn't let doctor Simmons take care of you, cause you didn't want to distract her from tending to Daisy.

"I mean it" He insisted, "She's strong, just like you"

"Yeah, I know" You sighed, "I just wish we were smarter"

You had been naive, the both of you, in believing you had seen the last of the Goblin for the night, not realizing the whole incident with Harry had been just a distraction.

But the Goblin had miscalculated too, he hadn't counted on your whole former team being in the city to meet your boyfriend. All of S.H.I.E.L.D'S best and brightest in the same place, at the same time.

That mistake had ultimately cost him his life.

"What happened to Norman?" You hadn't stuck around for the clean up, too occupied taking an unconscious Daisy, and other badly hurt agents, into the med bay of the Zephyr to get treated. "To the body, I mean"

Peter avoided your eyes, instead choosing to keep wrapping a bandage around your shoulder.

"Peter?"

"I took him back home" He finally blurted out, still not meeting your gaze, "His home, I mean. I know Fury probably wanted to study him or something but I just… Harry, I couldn't- his father, disappearing just like that? Harry deserves to know, he deserves to know his father is not coming back. O-or if S.H.I.E.L.D didn't take the body... I couldn't let Harry find him like that, all broken and bloody on the street. I just-... I just couldn't…"

It clicked then, watching your boyfriend's tear streaked face. All the late night phone calls, talking till sunrise, all the times his patrols around the city had taken him to Oscorp, his diving head first tonight to save Harry, suddenly it all made sense.

"You're in love with him"

"So are you" It wasn't an accusation, just the statement of a fact. You weren't really surprised he had realized, not when he could hear your heartbeat quicken whenever Harry showed up in the news.

The silence fell between you like ghost, a heavy presence, invisible but suffocating, for several moments, until Peter gathered enough courage to break it,

"I still love you, Six. This doesn't change that"

"I know," you sighed, "I still love you too"

"What are we going to do now?" He looked about as lost as you felt.

"I don't know, Peter…"

"I- I don't want to lose you" He choked out a sob.

"You won't" You stood, pulling him in, wrapping your arms around him. He held onto you hard, almost so hard it hurt, but you couldn't let go. You wouldn't. "You won't lose me, Peter, ever. Not for this, not for anything"

He leaned back just enough to crush his lips to yours, pouring all his desperation, all his fear and guilt into a bittersweet kiss. His arms wound even tighter around you in an iron grip, afraid if he let go for just a second, you would disappear from his side.

"Don't leave me… please don't leave me" He didn't realize the words were escaping his mouth between kisses until your answer reached his ears, soothing like a balm:

"I won't. I'm never leaving you"

The ground was swept from under your feet, as Peter picked you up, bridal style. He needed you, his sunshine, his anchor to-

"I'm sorry to interrupt, Peter" Karen's voice resonated through the apartment, "But Harry Osborn is in the lobby, asking for you"

You both froze. It wasn't completely unexpected, you knew how brilliant the blonde heir was under that frivolous bad boy façade, but Peter seemed to be taken by surprise. He searched your eyes, silently begging for guidance, but deep down, he knew what the right thing to do was, the only possible course of action.

"Send him up" He ordered Karen, gently setting you down on your feet again.

"Of course, Peter" The AI replied, with what Peter could have sworn was approval, if that was even possible.

You found a silk robe to put on over your flimsy summer pajamas, covering your body not out of modesty, but to somewhat conceal the bandages and bruises littering your skin. Peter smiled, it was just like you to hide your vulnerabilities, especially if you were expecting a confrontation. He took your hand, and you stepped out of the bedroom together. Come what may, you knew you could face it, as long as you had each other.

"Harry!" The gasp left Peter's throat unbidden, as soon as his eyes fell on his friend. It was a pitiful sight, the blonde still wearing the same clothes from last night, rumpled and dirty, the stench of alcohol coming out of his pores, so strong even you without your super senses could smell it from the other side of the room. He rushed to him, couldn't help it, but Harry's words stopped him dead in his tracks, in the middle of the living room.

"It was you wasn't it? You killed my father. I broke into his lab, read his files… he was the Goblin. Did you know?"

"Harry-"

"DID YOU KNOW IT?!"

Peter hesitated, but in the end he answered honestly.

"Yes"

"And you still killed him… you knew he was my father, and you still killed him!"

You took a step forward, subtly placing yourself between them; you knew your boyfriend would not defend himself if Harry was to lash out, probably believing he deserved it.

"No, Harry. I did." Peter might have knocked the monster out, but the coup de grâce had been all you. You could try to defend yourself, to make excuses, say you were following orders, that he was too dangerous to live. But the truth was, when you had seen Daisy go down, bleeding, her body shattered, limbs bent in strange, wrong angles, you had seen red. You would have done the exact same thing, even without director Fury's voice in your ear.

"The Goblin almost killed her sister" Peter intertwined his fingers with yours. Of course he would advocate for you even if he wouldn't for himself, "and he also... hurt Kate" Understatement of the fucking century, but at least her injuries weren't life threatening.

Harry crumbled in front of your eyes, all the fight leaving him at once.

"He tried to kill me too" His own dad, the one person in the world who was supposed to love him unconditionally, had tried to murder him. Without flinching, without hesitating, all to mess with Spider-Man's head. Had Peter made a different call, go for you instead of him...

"The serum that transformed him affected his mind, Harry" You pointed out, consoling, "We don't know how much of your father was left inside the Goblin"

Harry scoffed, it would have been easier to believe your words if it had been the first time. But he could still remember, if only barely, the cold water of the pool in winter, lungs burning with lack of oxygen, his small legs kicking desperately, uselessly, and his father's blue eyes, colder than the water, watching him from above, doing nothing. Until the gardener had saved him

No, Norman Osborn had been a monster long before becoming the Goblin.

And what did that make Harry, then? Why had he come looking for Peter and you? At first he had thought he wanted blood, but now, having the both of you in front of him, he wasn't so sure.

Without your battle uniforms, you didn't look like the super human, terrifying villains his alcohol ridden brain had built you up to be. Standing there, bare feet in your sleeping clothes you were frail, vulnerable. Red eyed and bruised, you looked almost as bone weary and exhausted as he felt.

He couldn't do it.

"Did you mean it?" He managed to get out through the sobs shaking his frame, "What you said back on top of that building? Tha-that it's the choices we make and… and not what we are… th-that define us?"

Peter sidestepped you, advancing towards Harry.

"Every word" Slowly, ever so slowly, like approaching a wild animal he didn't want to spook, he reached out, "Give me the gun, Harry"

Harry's eyes went wide, but he complied, untucking the small 9 mm from the back of his waistband. He handed it over to Peter, who in turn offered it to you. Quick as lightning, you released the latch, unloading it and tossing it on the coffee table.

"I'm sorry" Harry croaked between tears, "I'm so sorry"

He hadn't noticed how cold he was, until Peter enveloped him in his warm embrace.

"It's ok, Haz" You heard him whisper, "It's going to be ok. We got you now…"

"Make it stop" Harry's cries were muffled against your boyfriend's shoulder, but you still could feel the pain in his voice, loud and clear. It hurt like a physical blow to your chest, knocking the air out of you. You had tried, you really had, but apparently your feelings for the blue eyed boy weren't as under control as you had thought "Please… make it stop"

He wasn't even conscious of the words leaving his mouth, as he begged to a god he didn't believe in, to whoever might be listening, for something to numb the pain. To feel anything else than that soul crushing agony consuming him.

Peter's eyes found yours, a silent request for permission. You didn't know what was in his mind, but you trusted him, with more than your life: You trusted him with your heart.

You nodded. It was all Peter needed. He cupped Harry's face with his hands, and kissed him.

It was surreal. Suddenly, you were witnessing your boyfriend passionately making out with the man that had been haunting your dreams for months, and you should have felt jealousy or betrayal, but the truth was, those were the furthest things from your mind. Because Harry seemed to be finally kissing back, fingers tangling in Peter's curls, still wet from your shared shower, tugging just enough for the brunet to let out the most delicious little whimper and fuck, but that had to be the hottest thing you had ever seen in your life.

And Peter had probably felt the change in you, the rising in your temperature, the beating of your heart, cause he reached for your hand without even looking, pulling you closer, guiding the blond man towards your lips. His once familiar mouth quickly reacquainted itself with yours, tongue exploring, teeth nibbling softly. The shock sent shivers down your spine, as Peter's hands opened your robe, sliding the cool silk down your arms. His lips on your neck had your head spinning, and you had to hold onto Harry's strong shoulders to stop yourself from falling.

"Hello" He breathed out as you broke the kiss, cursing your need for oxygen.

"Hi" You smiled, "It's been too long"

"Far too long" Harry agreed, the beautiful ocean of his eyes, dark and turbulent with lust.

Peter didn't stay idle for long, agile fingers working open Harry's shirt, stepping closer, pushing your body further into Harry's space. It wasn't long till you found yourself trapped between two naked, equally stunning torsos, pushing and pulling, as Peter's and Harry's lips collided again over your shoulder.

You felt your boyfriend's hand slip inside your sleeping shorts, teasing you over your panties.

"Peter" You reached back, arm hooked on the back of his neck for purchase, as he tugged your underwear to the side, and buried two fingers inside your tight heat.

"Fuck!"

Startled, you opened the eyes you hadn't even realized you had closed. You were ashamed to admit you had pretty much forgotten the other man's presence, Peter was just that good, knew your body that well, but Harry was still standing in front of you, eyes fixed on the erotic way Peter's hand was moving inside your shorts. His other hand lowered the straps of your camisole one by one, baring your chest to Harry's wonderstruck stare.

The moan that escaped your lips as Peter started expertly massaging your breast finally pulled the golden haired man out of his trance,

"Can I…"

"Touch her?" Peter finished for him, placing a sweet kiss on your temple, as your head rolled back, coming to rest on his chest, "I don't know, buddy. You'll have to ask her"

You heard Harry's voice, but it was hard to concentrate with Peter's fingers penetrating you over and over again, grazing that perfect spot inside you every time. Peter chuckled a little smugly,

"Baby girl, is it ok if Harry touches you?"

"Yes!" You panted, at last "Yes, please, Harry… touch me"

He did more than that, lips closing around the nipple not currently between Peter's fingers, hands roving all around your body, tearing and ripping at clothes with Peter's help, until you were completely naked, and completely at their mercy.

Your boyfriend laid you down on the massive chaise lounge that dominated the living room, yellow, like almost everything else on your apartment, he wanted everything to remind him of his sunflower when you weren't there. He positioned you so your legs would hang out the border, guiding Harry to kneel between them.

"Bossy, aren't you?" The blond quipped, playfully.

"Oh, you have no idea" Peter smirked from behind his back, turning his head to capture his lips again in the filthiest of kisses. You watched Peter's hands trail down Harry's chest, lower down his abs and further south stil, undoing his button and his fly, disappearing inside his pants.

Your breath catched at the same time as his, when Peter's hand closed around his member, slowly pumping up and down, up and down, the same hypnotic, insanity inducing rhythm you had taught him a lifetime ago on a tropical island.

Harry's head fell forward, eyes closed in bliss, but that was when Peter saw you.

"Naughty girl," He murmured, eyes zeroing in the way your index finger was rubbing circles on your clit, "you know I hate it when you do that…"

Your smirk was defiant,

"What are you going to do about it?" You let your other hand travel over your skin, caressing softly, teasing yourself as much as teasing him "You have your hands full"

"I'll take care of her" Haz was looking at you longingly, "Please, Peter… let me take care of her…"

"Hmmm… only because you ask so nicely" Peter's words were a little slurred, and you knew he was drunk with the power. Having both you and Harry to dominate, to do as he said was making him dizzy, almost overwhelmed.

But for once, having his senses dialed up to eleven wasn't painful, no. He was in heaven.

"Put your mouth on her, Haz… she's fucking delicious, tastes just like strawberries…"

Harry bent over, licking his lips, eyes fixed on yours. The movement pressed his ass against Peter's hard on, making him hiss.

"Can I-"

"Yes, please"

Your boyfriend tugged both Harry's pants and boxers down. You couldn’t see exactly what he was doing, but Harry’s handsome face, contorting in pleasure, gave you a pretty good idea.

"Oh, god, Harry!" You gasped as his tongue, at last, made contact with your flesh.

He hummed as if in agreement, flattening his tongue over your slit before using the tip to tap your pearl. Your hand flew to his head, finding purchase in his golden curls as he licked into you eagerly, rocking his whole face against you.

He was nothing like Peter. This was messy, obscene, it lacked Peter's finesse and precision, but fuck it was good.

You could feel the coil tighten inside you, already so close to the brink from Peter's hand, but just as it was about to snap, Harry's lips left you.

"Oh, fuck!" His curse was muffled against your thigh. You could see your boyfriend's curls over the curve of Harry's back and you could only guess what his wicked tongue was doing to the boy between your legs.

"Oh yeah, he's quite talented at that isn't he?" You giggled despite your frustration

"So good" Harry moaned, "So so good…"

Peter came into view then, placing kisses along Harry's spine.

"If you want my mouth on you" He whispered in his ear, loud enough for you to hear, "keep yours on her"

Harry nodded, enthusiastically.

"And make sure she comes," He went on, "that's the only rule: Our girl gets to come… Over, and over," He punctuated every word with a kiss down Harry's back again, "and over, and over…"

The most wanton of noises left Harry and you knew conversation time was over as he dove right back in, separating your lips with his fingers, thrusting his tongue inside you as deep as it would go. Your back arched off the chaise, crying out loud when Harry decided to add a finger, and then another one, as his lips closed around your clit, sucking a little too hard.

It was too much.

"Haz… fuck, ah!... Slow down, baby"

"Keep going, Harry" Peter's tone was stern, as he watched you writhe in pleasure. He was on his knees again, coating two of his fingers with lube. When had he gone and fetch it, you had no idea. "Make her come… god you have to see her, she is so gorgeous when she comes…"

And it wasn't going to take long, with the way Harry's tongue was circling your clit and the vibrations from his own moans and sweet little whines, you could feel yourself right at that edge, all you needed was something to tip you over.

Harry's hand made its way to your chest, finding your breast and massaging just the way you liked it, the way you had done earlier. He was a fast learner. But you didn't have much time to marvel about that, cause you were finally falling, every nerve of your body going up in sparks, your cries of ecstasy intermingling with his, as Peter finally, finally entered him, torturously slow, making him feel every lavish inch.

The stronger boy's measured but powerful thrusts pushed Harry's body forwards. He wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his face on your stomach, mouth slack against your skin, muffling his sounds.

"Careful there," Peter warned, slowing down his movements almost to a stop, "She's hurt"

Harry opened his eyes, and they came to rest on your bruised ribs. You could see the thoughts behind his icy blues crystal clear, the misplaced guilt twisting a knot in his entrails: His father had done that to you. But you refused to let those heavy feelings invade your bubble of solace, refused to let his father ruin this for him too. Squaring your jaw, you looked up at Peter,

"What are you waiting for, Tiger?" Your boyfriend's eyes went wide at your commanding tone, "Fuck him like you mean it"

Peter gulped, goosebumps erupting on his skin. Oh yeah, he might be a big boy now, but your dominant voice could still make him weak. He wondered absently if it was simply you, and everything you did, that turned him to putty in your hands.

"Yes, ma'am" He grabbed onto Harry's hips, picking up his rhythm.

"Oh god!" Harry sobbed into your skin. You ran your hand through his curls, caressing soothingly.

"He feels good, doesn't he? So hard and big…"

"So big…" The blonde agreed, "so deep…"

"How does Harry feel, Peter?"

Your boyfriend was biting his lip, looking down, fixated on the place he was disappearing inside Harry.

"So good, so fucking tight…"

You sighed, yearningly. They were breathtakingly, heartbreakingly beautiful. All lean and strong muscles, locking and releasing, miles of soft creamy skin colliding on skin, tiny beads of sweat glistening in the soft morning light. It was fascinating, watching them move together, the dirty sounds leaving them more than enough to make you wet and ready again.

But before you could say something, you felt Harry's turquoise stare on you.

"Six… I need you, please" He pleaded, small and shy, as if afraid you would say no. You looked at Peter for reassurance, but he was already bending over, reaching for Harry's cock and unrolling a condom around it, pushing him further up your body. The blond whined in complaint when the movement caused Peter to slip out of him.

"You liked that, didn't you?" Your boyfriend moved closer, kissing his shoulder, "Like me filling you up so good…"

Harry and you moaned in unison, making him chuckle.

"It's her turn now. She needs to be filled too. So go on, bury that gorgeous cock of yours between her legs" Peter encouraged, softly, his tone a stark contrast to the vulgarity of his words, "and I will fuck you so hard she will feel it"

Harry cursed, Peter’s dirty mouth was going to be the death of him, he just knew it.

No, he was already in heaven, he decided, as he braced himself on his forearms at each side of your head, taking his sweet time entering you. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about this, the truth was he had, a million times. In fact, every time he had taken a girl that looked just enough like you into his bed. But they were never quite right. Never had your perfume, or their hair was the wrong color, or their eyes were the wrong shade. Now it was really you, and never in his wildest dreams had he pictured it could be like this, your breathy moans underneath him, your heat embracing him so perfectly… As your boyfriend did obscene, immoral, delicious things to him from behind, driving him right to the brink of sanity.

And he didn't waste any time, thrusting hard and fast. Soon, Harry was a sobbing mess, trapped as every move to escape Peter’s cock drove him deeper into you, every motion backwards and away from you impaling him further on Peter’s cock. There wasn’t much he could do, but take whatever Peter gave him.

You clung onto his back, blunt fingernails digging into his skin,

“I'm going to come… Harry, I'm going to come on your cock”

Fuck, you were just as dirty as your boyfriend. And it was truth, he could feel it, feel your walls quivering around his dick, feel your body starting to shake with the force of your orgasm. Peter bended over, grabbing hold of his shoulders, changing the angle, hitting his prostate over and over, white hot pleasure exploding without warning. Harry drown his screams into your mouth, his climax almost painful in it’s intensity, his vision going black.

…

“…Alright, then what about the Academy of Science and Technology?”

You made a face,

“You need at least one PhD to get in…”

“I got a master’s in engineering, does that count?”

“You could get into the Academy of Communications with that” Peter interjected, lazily caressing your naked back. The three of you were in bed, a mess of legs and arms intertwined together, as the sun went down over the city outside.

“That’s the easiest of S.H.I.E.L.D’s academies to get into, right?” Harry mused. Freedom, what a strange thing it was: He had spent his whole life craving it, wishing to be able to do whatever he wanted, go wherever he wanted, be with whoever he really wanted, without fear of his father judgement, without fear of his wrath, and now that he finally could… It was slightly terrifying.

A part of him almost felt guilty, for being so eager to tear apart everything his father had worked so hard for years to turn him into. For allowing himself to feel something this good not even 24 hours after his death. But a touch of your hand, or a glimpse of warm brown eyes, and it all faded away. His second thoughts, his doubts, his responsabilities… In fact, everything outside that bed faded away until there was nothing more than the three of you, alone in the world, still tangled together just talking and touching and basking in the afterglow.

You nodded,

“Data specialists and field agents. But I seriously think you could get into Operations, if you really want to”

“I think she’s right. I'm getting into the Academy of Operations this fall, and” Peter decided, finding Harry’s hand under the sheets, interlocking their fingers together “I really would like you to be there with me”

Harry was speechless. He had wish, he had dreamed, but he hadn’t let himself hope. That this… whatever it was, wild, and exiting, and delicate and precious between the three of you was not a one time thing. He had tried to convince himself that he would be fine if it was, that he was going to treasure it anyway, be glad it happened, enjoy it while it lasted. Even if it killed him the next day.

It was a fine line between happiness and heartbreak, the one he had been walking with you today.

“I… Well, I mean” He stammered “I think I would love to. Go with you, I mean. If I can get in, that is”

Peter and you exchanged a look, one of those silent communication things you seemed to always have going on, and he felt the littlest pang of envy. He wanted to be privy to those conversations, like he wanted to be a part of yours and Peter’s world. He wanted to know what the Cavalry was and why Peter seemed to be so scared of it. He wanted to be able to keep up with yours and Peter stamina. He wanted to spend so much time with you that not knowing your name stopped bothering him, cause he literally knew everything else about you, like Peter did. He wanted to speak the same language you two seemed to share…

And maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t an impossible dream. Because suddenly he found himself with an armful if you, capturing his lips in a possessive kiss that spoke of something deeper than lust and passion, something permanent and meaningful and as inescapable as fate, ‘You are ours now, you belong to us. And we are never letting you go'

Yeah, outside of that bed, the world had shifted again, fallen apart and crumbled to pieces for Harry just like it had for Peter almost a year before. And once you left it, you were going to have to face the aftermath. Harry was going to have to deal with the press, and the fact that his father was a villain. Peter would have to deal with his aunt, and Pepper and to not only explain his sexuality wasn’t conventional, but his relationship now wasn’t either. And you would have to deal with S.H.I.E.L.D, and the rebuilt, and to explain Fury and May how you had ended up with no one, but two boyfriends that had once been your mission. And none of you had any idea how you were going to do that. Or how you were going to make this between the three of you work, because the world was cruel, and didn’t take kindly to things that were different. But you knew the alternative was to painful to even think about it.

Truth was, there was a lot the three of you didn’t know. But there, in each others arms, watching the NYC lights start to shine outside the massive window, you knew one thing: You were going to be alright.

THE END.

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Michelle, Marvel, & Pride 25

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What sort of pride apparel do you think the characters would wear/have, if any?

Joey Gutierrez: He has a wristband he wears often enough, and for pride month he wears a bit more stuff. He wears things like backpacks with rainbow straps and a shirt with the gay flag (holy heck I just realized his sexuality is never confirmed as solely gay. He could be bi or something, but I'm pretty sure he is gay).

Peggy Carter: I don't know enough about queer history. She would have something subtle from her time period. Very subtle. This is a time where it was illegal for homosexuals to have federal jobs, such as director of S.H.I.E.L.D. But more recently, I like to think Sharon gave her a little bookmark or something colored like the bisexual flag.

Valkyrie: If she was on Earth, I think she would look really nice with thread braided into her hair to make a bisexual flag. It would look super pretty.

Ayo: Again, I don't know how pride is celebrated in Wakanda, but if there is anything, that's what she would do. I get the vibes from her that she'd like have rainbows on social media or something though.

Loki Laufeyson: He would have some clothes in the colors of the greyromantic, pansexual, and asexual flags, but not straight out the flags. And he'd have a couple of easy to hide apparel, things like this.

Also, I like to imagine Scott doing a card trick in front of him, joking that he can do magic too. Loki is interested (because he's being nice) and he finds it funny that Scott insists on showing him a bunch of ace cards. So Scott starts jokingly buying him stuff with aces of spades, and Loki is down because that is ace as heck.

Bucky Barnes: He has lots of shirts, flags, and all sorts of stuff. I like to think he has rainbow laces he wears with his shoes. He has lots of things that, even if they aren't explicitly queer, give him vibes. Things like the purple lava lamp he found on clearance and a red, purple, and teal tie dye shirt he found at a thrift shop. They aren't mean to be greysexual or bisexual, but they give off the vibes.

Wanda Maximoff: She'd have things with all the flags that apply to her. Those being abrosexual, bisexual, pansexual, aromantic, and asexual. On days where she's aroace, she'll wear her aroace stuff. Pan stuff on pan days. You get the point. And she wears her abrosexual stuff all of the time. She has things like rings, denim jacket with the flags ironed on, maybe shoes kind of like these.

Lance Hunter: He has a watch with a bisexual flag band that he wears a lot. And he likes to throw in bi stuff or rainbow stuff wherever he can. Things like the soles of his shoes being rainbow or his jacket being lined with bi colors.

Daisy Johnson: She does her make up in bi and demi colors, but that's mainly during pride month. Normally, she has a bracelet like the one I had pictured with Loki. She has a T-shirt that says something like "Inhuman, Queer, & Proud" she got because there are starting to be queer inhuman groups.

Jemma Simmons: She'll dress in pink, purple, and blue as a subtle bi flag. In June, Daisy does her make up sometimes. Jemma has cute little decorations she'll have, like a cup in bi colors to hold pencils or her phone's wallpaper as a cool pink to blue ombre with stars or something. Her and Fitz have matching bi wristbands someone got them as a wedding gift.

Leopold Fitz: He has the bi wristband same as Jemma. Other than that? I don't see him being the type of person to do all sorts of flag or pride or whatever stuff. He's heteroromantic bisexual, that's all. Part of it is that he doesn't want to be given crap for being varioriented ("you can f*ck a guy but not fall in love" sort of bs), but even if he was biromantic and bisexual, it's just not really his thing, so have a bunch of random colorful things shouting to the world that he's queer when he prefers to keep this very, very private.

Steve Rogers: Steve has bi and rainbow gear, but it's not something he normally wears. More of a pride thing.

Carol Danvers: She changes her suit to the lesbian flag for pride month! Outside of that, she seems like a person to wear lesbian flag socks. Which is totally random and idk if those even exist, but I get the vibes.

Peter Parker: MJ bought him some bi pins that he has saved in his room. He has some general mspec ones he wears around, that make him look supportive of hims omnisexual girlfriend, and he also can be secretly proud of his bisexuality. He also has an mspec solidarity shirt he only wears at home, with MJ, with Ned, or with Tony. It has bisexual, pansexual, polysexual, omnisexual, abrosexual, and other flags and has some phrase about them all being friendly.

MJ Watson: She'd wear lots of omnisexual and mspec pins. Omni for her, and mspec for her and Peter. She'd have a pair of black doc martens that she doesn't wear often but have rainbow laces. She also has a plaid shirt with the omnisexual colors.

Tess: Again, sad day, she doesn't really have anything for pride.

Sam Wilson: Most of his stuff is rainbow things. He was pretty certain he was queer but didn't know in what way, so he only got rainbow stuff for a long time. And he isn't in a spot where he's comfortable to come out as aromantic, so he just says he's queer. But he has an aro flag on the boat, and a tiny little aro flag magnet he keeps on the wings.

Mantis: Gamora gave her a bunch of whatever the galaxy terms to be ace stuff.

Nebula: Someone on Earth would buy her this shirt as a joke.

And the tank top, and the mug, and the short sleeved shirt, and the 3 quarters sleeved shirt, and the hoodie, and anything they can find with this.

That same person also gets a million things (this time including a bumper sticker they put on her ship) with this design or similar.

Vision: Dude can literally make his own clothes pop out of nowhere. He makes himself a non-binary cape sometimes. He also has a couple of enby gifts from Wanda

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