#yeah they're the blueprint

[superxstarzz]

ohmg a minicomic???? wild!!! anyways I've been waiting to yk. progress in the nightveil mspfa before I made this concept a thing but uhhh. yall have seen where that's gone so.. decided to just make it for funzies bc these idiots consume my brain :3

[hakusins]

also i saw someone complain that Richard the Lionheart (FGO) was a copy of Mydei from HSR and its so fucking obvious that its some hoyo-rotted brain little pea brain because how the fuck are you this stupid. literally fate: strange fake predates both Mydei and fucking HSR as a whole.

[hauntingblue]

ENIES LOBBY TIME!!!

Sanji's face here.... he Knows he is going to fuck him up

THAT IS SANJI??? 😨

Holding them in my hands again....

Sanji struck a nerve there akdjaoajkq

Increible trio btw.... look at the evidence

............ me next please 🙏🏻

That is love right there I can see it

What if we all killed ourselves (except usopp is telling her the opposite ajahkdhsakjd)

I need sanji to go insane like this more often.... after the timeskip it doesn't happen as much and I love to see him suffering

This is so funny.... there is no denying to her face card

"It's not like she actually wants to die" well yes she does, but no because you know she doesn't really. It is in a quantum state right now

Luffy is such a menace akdhaksjkaak

TELL EM!!!! THAT'S MY GIRL!!!!

Look at franky worrying about robin.... do not fret luffy is coming and he will NOT lose!!!!!

This is zoro remarking how usopps fear of being left behind makes no sense.... this is so good.....

This is so endearing but it also breaks my heart....

Who is that sultry binch... (I don't recall this attack AT ALL and i'm sure we never see it again)

They botched his bbl.... 😔😔😔

Luffy's face here... he was convinced she wanted to go with them but was compelled to do otherwise but no.... he thought wrong and he can't fight to her.... I've just been staring at this page for minutes like damn.

Nevermind.... this is something your mother would say "you want to die??? Just wash the dishes and you can do whatever you want later"

"If you wanna die, or whatever...." this is so good like he knows what he is doing.... he Knows.... look at her face. After knowing how luffy and ace were as kids this just makes more sense (oda didn't think about this i'm sure but damn does it fit) also the slight manipulation.... look at all of us we're already here and look how we all miss you already... you know that post about luffy being selfish but his selfishness is jusg kindness to others... yesh

Thinking about robin's cinderella lifestyle.... why did her mother leave her with that aunt and why didn't some archeologist take her in?? Because she doesn't complain about anything just like she doesn't respond when that mother accused her of hitting her child without reason... that's so fucked

Alright this is funny (and also true)... I'm sorry fellow women....

*Justin Bieber voice* I like your laugh... dereishi shishishi

SHE'S GONNA ASK HER MOM TO TAKE HER TO THE SEA WITH HER??? LIKE SHE DOES AFTER WITH LUFFY??? MY GOD!!! I just bursted into tears like I got punched in the nose I can't keep going ajdhakajk

I lied i can keep going... but head in my hands over this....

Find out how my emotional stability survives this arc in ennies lobby part 2. coming soon

[bluberimufim]

I'm trying to transcribe this song I like (doing it to practice music theory and composition + I just wanna have it) and the rythm is kinda complex, especially the bass line, and the only arrangement of it available online gets the main melody wrong and makes up its own bass. What the fuck.

[catboybiologist]

Yay I'm going to get all Political and angry again.

So pretty much every trans American is probably aware of the Sarah McBride situation at this point, but here's the bullet point summary if needed for anyone else:

Sarah McBride gets elected to the House as the first transgender member of Congress in US history.

Republicans predictably flip their shit. They pass internal rules of conduct that prohibit trans people from using bathrooms of their gender and stating that bathroom use is defined by AGAB. It obviously singles out McBride, but I believe there are trans staffers that are also affected.

McBride issues a statement that she will abide by these rules, and pretty much only use the bathroom directly associated with her physical office. She issues a statement saying she "wasn't elected for bathrooms" and will instead fight in issues that matter, with a milquetoast criticism of Republicans for wasting time on this.

Many trans Americans are predictably scared and disappointed by this, especially because this internal house rule is being used as a blueprint for more extensive laws, including a likely ban on trans people in gendered bathrooms in all federal land and buildings (including, notably for me, national parks. Which breaks my heart, but that's a different rant.)

There's been a lot of disappointment and criticism of McBride over this. The general leftist reaction has been criticism. There's lots of people that have expressed disappointment or rage, including Erin Reed, and also more "personality" type people like Vaush and Jessie Gender.

Now.

I'm disappointed too.

But. And please keep reading before chewing me out for being an apologist.

I think we can all understand that McBride is in an impossible situation. If she fights this too hard, then it vindicates the Republican rhetoric that Dems are crazy trans obsessed leftists. But there's a fear that this will only lead to more infringements of rights for trans people. McBride is completely stuck, and is a junior, freshly elected member of Congress who is trying to figure out how to make her voice the most effective.

I am so, so fucking tired of rights being ceded one by one. So I'm disappointed. But yeah, I understand McBride's statement.

But there's just one tiny. Eeny weeny. Minor. Itty Bitty question having over all of this. Just one little concern.

Where.

The fuck.

Are the rest of the Democrats?!?!?!?

There is a PAINFULLY fucking easy solution to all of this. McBride needs backing, solidarity, and other people to speak for her. If she's worried about her voice being effective, and being branded as the crazy trans representative, then step the fucking up, you spineless liberal slimebags.

AOC is the only one that I know of that has expressed any real opposition or anger. Her statements are getting aaallll the airtime.

But the real story is McBride's sentiment being echoed amongst the entire party. This is absolutely some kind of official platform. The fucking grumbling, milquetoast finger waving and "well I don't like this, but there's nothing to be done! Anyways"

Of fucking course minorites are abandoning the left. The message they're sending is "we'll abandon you with the most pathetic of excuses. We don't give a shit." Trimming groups out of their support one by one.

McBride is doing the impossible calculus of trying to be the most effective on the house floor. It's an insane task for a trans woman. And yeah, she got it wrong this time. But where the fuck is the anger for her cis colleagues? Why the fuck aren't people angry and terrified for everyone that let this shit happen?

As much as people love the narrative of the line wolf resistor, resistance takes coordination, effort, and solidarity. Without that, what would McBride raising opposition even be? One representative against the hundreds of others.

And yeah, of course I didn't expect any better from the Democratic party. But you should be disappointed and mad at your representative, not just McBride.

[bluzebub19]

I have a request for how the Arcane characters (Viktor, Jayce, Jinx, Vi, Heimerdinger, Ekko) look so that the reader can access their cuteness. Maybe they are doing or saying something to the reader and the reader suddenly starts hugging and petting them, calling them cute. How would they react to this?

Note: So... I'm the only one who thinks Heimerdinger is really cute. Why aren't there fanfics with him? Mysteries of life..

Arcane characters being called cute by their s/o while they're working

Writer's note: Thanks for requesting! It took longer than I expected because I kept deleting some of the dialogue from how cheesy and cringe it sounded lmao. Heimerdinger is not on my list of characters I write for, but I figured I'll write him this one time. I hope you don't mind that I also added Mylo, cuz why not?

Request/s: Open!

Warning/s: Get a dentist. This is some tooth-rotting fluff. Not proofread and english isn't my native language.

Character/s: Viktor, Jayce, Jinx, Vi, Ekko, Heimerdinger and Mylo

● Viktor tends to get lost in his work, mumbling equations or sketching out blueprints for his projects. You find this incredibly endearing, but not when he gets so absorbed that he forgets to eat or sleep.

● If you suddenly hug him or call him cute, he’ll freeze in shock at first. He blinks up at you as if you just said something in a language he doesn’t understand. Then, his cheeks will flush a light pink, and he’ll chuckles softly. “Cute is... not a term I hear often. But thank you."

● Over time, he grows more comfortable and secretly enjoys the affection. He may even lean into it, but he’ll never outright admit it. Instead, he might deflect with a shy smile and, “You should focus on more important matters."

● Yeah no, that's a sign for you to keep doing it.

● Jayce is the golden boy—confident, charming, and ridiculously handsome. He likes to appear professional and put-together, but you know him well enough to see through that exterior to the dorky, hardworking man beneath.

● When you hug him out of nowhere while he cooks and call him cute, he blinks for a second but chuckles as he turns to look at you. “Cute? Babe, I’m going for ruggedly handsome and sweet here. But I'll take it."

● Still, he's flattered and loves the affection you give him. And unlike Viktor, he's not afraid or shy to show you he wants more of it. He might pull you closer and say, "You're one to talk." He's a romantic and albeit cheesy guy.

● Now, you probably might be thinking about why and how is he cooking, but that's for another headcanon! (I just realized how I'm not even sure whose side am I on. Can he cook?? Cuz I feel like he can. But I also see him burning food-)

● Jinx, as we all know, is pure chaos, always working on something explosive or messing around. She has a habit of humming and singing off-key to herself while she works, which makes you think she’s oddly cute in her own... quirky way. To be honest, it’s hard not to find her enthusiasm contagious, even if it’s a little dangerous.

● One day, you catch her doing exactly that while painting her trademark designs on one of her grenades. The sight just makes you smile as you walk up and wrap your arms around her, telling her, “You’re so cute when you’re focused like this,” or something of the sort.

● She’ll throw her hands up and turn to look at you, trying to play off your compliment as a joke. “Woah, you might be crazier than me!" She grins and laughs softly, before making her voice sound more gruff, "Ya buttering up the author nightmares with your mooshy stuff!”

● But after her initial over-the-top reaction, she’ll soften. “Fine, soak it all in.” She shrugs and continues working. But deep down, she really loves the affection and she's getting more and more attached to you. You're giving her the kind of love that she thinks she never deserved in her life, so she really appreciates these little things you do. She might even snuggle up to you later, claiming it’s to “soak in all this ‘cute’ energy.”

● Oh, by the way, she'll make this happen a lot more often. By how, you ask? Well, by doing the same thing to you, of course! It becomes a little challenge betweem the two of you who calls the other one cute first and catching them off guard with it.

● Vi is all tough love and sass, but there’s a soft side she shows only to the people she really cares about. You notice this when she’s being protective or just in those peaceful moments when you're both alone together.

● If you call her cute, she’ll raise an eyebrow and smirk. “Cute? Babe, I think you’ve got the wrong person.”

● Later, she’ll definitely tease you about it, saying something like, “So, how’s it feel dating the cutest person in Zaun?” or "Am I still cute?" with a playful grin. She'll be teasing you and making you smile with that while she's half naked and flexing her biceps (she knows you love them), or when she just got done with a fight and is still holding her gauntlets.

● She loves it, don't let that teasing fool you.

● Heimerdinger is an adorable bundle of wisdom and fluff. You often catch him rambling about science with such enthusiasm that you can’t help but smile. Look at him! He's just adorable!

● One day, as he’s showing you a tiny contraption he just finished, you can’t help but reach out and pet his fluffy head, saying, “You’re the most cutest genius ever.”

● Heimerdinger chuckles, his mustache twitching with amusement. “Ah, well, I suppose I do have a certain charm about me, don’t I?”

● He pretends to be unaffected, but you notice the way his tail swishes slightly when you hug him. “I must say, your affection is quite... energizing! Perhaps I should study its effects further.”

● From then on, he might start subtly seeking out your affection—like casually leaning into your hand when you pet him or “accidentally” bumping into you while working.

● Ekko is talking to you about his plans for the Firelights while sketching upgrades for their hoverboards.

● You were quietly admiring him, the way his eyes light up and the focused furrow of his brows, when you suddenly blurt out, “You’re so cute when you’re focused.”

● He freezes for a second, then looks at you with a mixture of surprise and amusement. “Cute? Me?” He grins, a soft laugh escaping. “You sure you’re not talking about yourself there?”

● He rubs the back of his neck, trying to act nonchalant, but the smile gives him away.

● “You’re not getting away with saying that,” he teases, leaning in to nudge you lightly with his shoulder. He goes back to doing his work before playfully adding, “But if you keep looking at me like that, I might just start believing it.”

● It's these little things that matters. These moments, even if simple, it gives him hope and motivation to make the world a better place. The way his eyes soften when you look at him in that moment, and how he lets his guard down just enough to show you he cares — it’s clear that, while he teases, he loves the attention, and he loves you even more for it.

● Dude's got lines fr fr

● Mylo has always been the type of guy who had a sarcastic, sassy remark ready. We all know that from how he treated Powder.

● When you suddenly hug him and call him cute, he freezes for a second, unsure of how to react. “Cute? Me?” He scoffs, trying to play it cool, but it's very obvious he's a bit flustered by it. “Out of all the compliments you could’ve picked, you went with cute? I’m more like... cool, and handsome.” He throws a dramatic, exaggerated pose, trying to hide his nervousness.

● Despite his teasing, there's a small, pleased grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. He tries to act nonchalant, but the way he keeps glancing at you shows how much he’s secretly enjoying it.

● “Seriously, though. I’m cool, alright?” he continues, trying to regain his confidence. “I don’t do cute. But, uh... thanks. I guess.” He says softly as he shrugs, clearing his throat.

● Later on, when no one’s watching, you might catch him glancing at you from the corner of his eye, a small smile on his face, clearly still flattered.

Can you guys guess which is my favorite based on how long their headcanons are

[angldelight]

Mad!max who treats his gf like too much of the queen he sees her to be, letting her wear his shoes after clubbing bc the stilettos are hurting her feet. He carries her home over his shoulder since they're too drunk to drive, walking in his socks

More from me, -ghost anon 👻

hi ghost anon ! ur so cute.

- mad!max who lifts his gf up. 😭 doesn’t matter how heavy you are, this man is a TRAINEDDDD athlete. he’s lifting you up the minute you mewl out “maxie.. my feet hurt.”

and don’t come at me saying how maxwould shout and get mad at his girl. this man had the blueprint to burn down the ferrari factory because of a bad strategy.

mad!max who gives his gf his jacket every time they go out, or his scarf or his gloves— he’d give her his life if needed.

mad!max who pushes his card into her hand telling her to go and have a good time before gently pushing her towards the mall entrance. all because she had a bad day.

yeah, mad!max is what you call a loyal man (a submissive one in some ways too).

[gaywineauntsstuff]

Dick Grayson is my favorite lil guy

And my favorite way of consuming content of my favorite lil guy is the core 5 titans

There is also about 5 billion pieces of media where these 5 interact and some of it sucks so here I am scrapbooking canon together with glue and scissors so I can talk about how I view Dicks relationship with the other OG titans and how different these relationships are from one another while all still being boiled down to found family love

Dick & Donna: Listen. To. Me. These two aren't besties, or fav teammates or siblings. These two are the sun and earth revolving around each other except they each think the other one is the Sun. Dick Grayson and Donna Troy are the blueprint for platonic soulmates. Dick and Donna make everyone around them believe in ancient story by plato "humans once had 4 arms and legs and 2 faces and the God Zeus split them in half for their hubris and now they are destined to roam the earth forever looking for their other half". If y'all think Dick wasn't doing well after Jason died?? Donna Troys death fundamentally changed who Dick Grayson was and how he was written in teams for years. Donna Troy and Dick Grayson absolutely have debated getting platonically married (not canon but it is in my heart) and the only reason they haven't is BC if they do, Donna will kidnap Dick and never let him within 1000 feet of Bruce Wayne and Gotham.

Dick & Roy: remember how I said Dick was fucked up post Troias death in the comics? yeah? Roy Harper is the only reason he made it out of that period of his life alive. These two are like fire and Gasoline, they're quick and angry and always inexplicably near each other. They are VICIOUS with one another in a way they almost never are with anyone else. They try so hard to ruin their relationship bc implicitly they know (unless its the new 52 which I ignore for my own mental wellbeing-hey I did say this was a scrap book of canons) they'll always be there for each other. Roy Harper never misses, Dick Grayson cannot fall and yet Dick is there to hold Roy when his hand trembles and Roy is there to catch Dick when he loses his Grip.

Dick Grayson is the first person Roy calls to get Lian

Roy Harper is the designated keep Dick Grayson alive even if he has to tie the bastard up-

Dick (and wally depending on the run) help Roy with his addiction)

these two are each others roman empires

Dick & Wally: to cut back on the pretentious seriousness of this post. Every time these two are drawn together be it 80s road trips or being the most likeable part of tom Taylors run. Wally west always reads like he's about to invite Dick to swing with him and his wife. If you see them as platonic, romantic (right person wrong time is my favourite Fanon flavour but canonically I like em besties) or somewhere in between Wally West is always Dick Graysons best friend. There is something so wholesome about the fact that Wally canonically stalks checks up on Dick Grayson as much as he does his wife and twins and Dick who is a bat, notorious for expressing their love via breaking into your house and doing your casework for you. Is getting stalked checked up on by someone who loves him without it triggering his "see obviously you're not good enough they're literally babysitting you" paranoia. its like meeting your partners love language needs but its for deeply messed up individuals. They canonically call themselves best friends, and while Dick will always love Roy he always Likes being around Wally (as well as love him but that's a given)

(sidetone are you even besties if people don't think you're dating when they meet you?)

Dick & Garth: The amount of trust, love and respect that tempest holds for Nightwing melts my damn heart (but then again everything garth does melts my damn heart, baby Garth you will always be famous) they are such an underrated pairing and I love the fact that no matter the media, whether they're rivals like in the cartoons or Garth deferring to Dick as leader to the point where he disobeys aquaman (rebirth) Bc yeah THATS how much my purple eyed perfect boy trusts wing. There is always this really sweet understanding that Garth can go to Dick for advice (he asks for Donna advice in titans and advice on his relationship with Dolphin in the comics). And him and Dicks reunion post RIC? I love them sm. Its just... There was also a period of time where Garth was the only titan with sense and tbh sometimes its refreshing to see that when the rest of them (except donna she was dead at the time we never say a bad word about donna in this household) are being fucking insane

[shanastoryteller]

I was one of the anons that didn’t know what to think when I first saw the Sam/Dean tag on See Something Say Something but now I’m like. You know what fuck it, you write it well. I look forward to every chapter and i apologize for being a hater

LOOOL you are forgiven we have all guzzled hatorade at some point

during my initial foray into supernatural (when i was watching the early seasons in real time) i didn't ship them at all until i read a crack fic as a joke

The incestuous courtship of the antichrist's bride by fleshflutter summary: Sam is trying to become the Antichrist in order to save the world. He has a small army of angels and demons, he has an adoring cult, he has a work of prophecy by Jack Kerouac, and he has Dean. Things are going pretty well until he accidentally signs Dean up as his Beloved Consort, a role that requires sex with the Antichrist on an altar. And that's when things stop going pretty well. Also, the soundtrack to the Apocalypse sucks.

it has no business being as unbelievably good as it is, but also it was my first fleshflutter fic so i didn't know what i was getting myself into. it's one of my favorite fics in any fandom just because the balance of crack and horror and love and humor is so finely done that you just have to go damn. even if i hated everything about this fic i would still love it

but i was like, okay, just because this fic was good doesn't mean i really ship it. like what's wrong with just a freaky little codependent brotherly relationship? the ship mostly just exists because they're hot

then i read Stranger Than Fiction by nyxocity summary: Meta-comedy/drama set immediately post-4x18, The Monster at the End of This Book. Dean can't stop wondering why people would write gay porn about him and Sam. Research takes him to interesting places; re-reading novels for subtext, visiting message boards, and a really freaky place called LiveJournal. What he discovers is a sick fascination with fanfiction, more about gay sex than he ever wanted to know, and an even deeper obsession with understanding why people write this stuff. Meanwhile, they're hunting a mysterious monster that takes the form of a person's truest love to kill them slowly, the lines between fanfiction and reality are starting to break down, and they still have to stop Lilith and save the world.

which reads like it's crack, which is probably why i clicked on it, and isn't really. not only did the author convince sam and dean, they also convinced me. i was like okay fine you make a compelling argument

and when supernatural sucked me in this time a decade later, i was once more like well! yeah wincest is fine but i really am just a sucker for a good fucked up brotherly relationship. no need to be a folgers commercial about it

then i read It's the Blueprint of Your Life by queenklu summary: Sam jerks awake in the middle of the night and everything goes to hell. Well, not literally, though Dean is staring down the barrel of less than a year before his deal comes due. In the midst of dealing (or not dealing) with his impending death, a killer ghost ship, and Bela showing up out of the blue, Dean also has to figure out what’s going on in Sam’s head to make him so twitchy, why he’s suddenly breezing through this case while writing endless notes in a notebook he won’t let Dean see. Damn it, Dean thinks, This is gonna take a lot of chickflick moments.

which is not only one of my very favorite supernatural fics but the one that made me throw up my hands and go fine!! i ship it then!! are you happy now?

pleased and honored to be your gateway drug in these trying times <3

[love-belle]

ishq wala love !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which they're the blueprint for true love and everyone's in love with their love.

or

for when you find a love that feels like love. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - im back (im so sorry) i really hope u like it <3 thank you so much for reading, i love you <3

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[ckret2]

You know, after seeing your evil Ford au, I wonder what would happen if evil! Ford, met cannon! Ford. I feel like Cannon! Ford would hate him because he's just an example of what would happen if he haven't learned his lesson on perfection and how it's impossible to reach and how he doesn't need to impress people to be happy. I wonder what evil! Ford would think of his original counter part..would he be a little regretful? Since his cannon counterpart got more happiness than him? It's honestly intriguing to think about.

That's actually part of why I made Evil Ford: I was thinking about a dimension of lost Fords (like the dimension of lost Mabels in Don't Dimension It) and asked myself, which Ford alternate would Canon Ford most hate to meet?

So yeah you're right, Canon Ford would HATE Evil Ford—but not for thematic "you haven't learned the moral lesson about perfection & family" reasons. That's how audiences think about characters, it's not how people think about other people. When's the last time you hated somebody in real life because they missed the point of their own narrative arc—rather than because, say, they're rude to cashiers?

No, the reason Canon Ford hates Evil Ford is much simpler.

Similarly, meeting Canon Ford wouldn't make Evil Ford feel regretful because Evil Ford still thinks he made the right decision. What does he care if Canon Ford is "happier" if he only found contentment by—what—giving up on his high ambitions and settling for being a washed-up burnt-out ex-academic with no memorable achievements to his name? Evil Ford would rather die as a miserable overachiever than live as a peaceful slacker.

And he didn't spend thirty years on a completely different life path from Canon Ford without developing a totally different perspective.

Note: when Canon Ford found out Bill lied about the portal and declared he'd stop Bill no matter what, Evil Ford thinks that's Ford betraying Bill, not the other way around.

Also note: Evil Ford thinks Canon Ford is only motivated by anger over being deceived—not concern for the safety of the whole planet. Like yeah sure, he's HEARD that excuse; but that's what he thinks it is: an excuse. If he'd decided not to forgive Bill, he probably would've used the same excuse himself. A convenient, heroic-sounding moral justification for a thirty year vengence quest—but he doesn't really care that much about who's running the Earth, why would his alternate self?

(And really, Canon Ford? Thirty years? Thirty years?? You never found anything more productive to do with all that time than stalk your former mentor because you're MAD about ONE LIE?? If Canon Ford had said he thought killing Bill would net him more interdimensional fame and praise than he'd ever have as his underling, then Evil Ford could understand THAT—he himself has had misgivings about the fact that he's signed up to spend all eternity playing second banana—but as it is, though...)

Also also note: Evil Ford never reconciled with Fiddleford because he never acknowledged Fidds was "right" about Bill. He spent two-thirds of his life estranged from his brother. He moved across the country from his family. He made no friends in Gravity Falls, and likely no other college friends than Fidds. But he spent over half his life working with, dreaming with, living with Bill Cipher.

Evil Ford is evil; but he's not heartless.

Bill's the muse that gave him the blueprints he needed for his greatest invention and for the culmination of his life's work as a scientist and explorer. Bill's a near-god who hailed Ford as the greatest genius of his century, the man who's going to change the world, and via divine weirdness intervention he personally made sure that prophecy come true. Bill's the guy who—after Ford's embarrassing failure of a portal accident—welcomed Ford into his gang with open arms and the assurance that all his hard work wouldn't be for naught. He's Ford's longest-lasting friendship, his partner in crime and in science and in just about everything else by now, the person he trusts to puppet his body.

Is that a very skewed perspective on Bill? God, yeah. But it's Evil Ford's perspective.

If someone told you that all your suffering is due to the one person you trust most in all the world and the one person outside your family you care about the most—someone you've known for over thirty years—and your life would be so much better if you'd ditched this person the very first time you didn't get along—and that ditching them would have been the moral action—and that, in fact, you should have dedicated your life to killing this person...

Would you regret your life? Would you envy the life of the man who told you all this?

Or would you despise him?

How much more would you despise him if you knew he was you—had lived the same life as you—and that he had killed the most important person in your world?

Oh, Evil Ford resents the hell out of Canon Ford. Who are you—you slacker, you betrayer—to say you're "happier" than your counterpart? How do you deserve that "happy" ending? How is that fair?

Evil Ford only has one regret: not locking up his entire family before Weirdmageddon, where they'd all be safe... and where Bill would be safe from them.

[maivolpe]

Peter Parker x female!reader (established relationship)

Imagine if Peter finally brought his gf to the tower

Everyone would be so happy for Peter, and tony would give her wanrjngs ofc

this is an alternate universe where the events of civil war never happened, but tony still called peter in. and let’s not talk about how i’m over a year late… life caught up to me. if you’ve stuck around, i appreciate you! thank you for requesting ♡

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pairing: mcu!peter parker x reader cw: mentions of anxiety, mentions of alcohol, threats wc: 1.4k

“honey, why are you fidgeting?” peter asked, gently grasping your fingers to keep you from pulling on the hem of your sweater.

you sighed, giving his hands a small squeeze. "i'm scared, pete. they're a huge part of your life. what if they don't like me?"

he laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "i promise they'll love you, bug. how could they not?"

you managed a wobbly smile, and concern clouded peter's face. "how about this, honey? if they don't like you, i'll quit. i'll pack everything up and leave. we're a package deal, yeah?"

he extended his pinky, prodding yours.

"no, that's so stupid. this is- you love everything about them, and this job. i could never make you do that."

peter wrapped his pinky around yours and grinned. "good, because it's not going to happen."

a small ding preceded the elevator slowing to a stop, and your heart once again raced. you knew it was stupid, you knew they wouldn't be anything but kind to you. and yet, the same little voice that told you peter was too good for you was talking.

it didn't have much time, however, because the elevator doors slid open.

in front of you stood a massive workshop, high-tech equipment stuffed in every corner. screens mounted high on the walls blinked with all sorts of blueprints, while robots scuttled across the ground and holograms of iron man suits twirled through the air. both vintage and sports cars lined the back wall, shelves stuffed with funnels, jacks, and batteries. old versions of iron man suits stood displayed across the workshop, all the way from the silver mark two to the flashy mark forty-five.

the real iron man was bent over a table saw in the middle of the workshop. he was clad in a ragged metallica shirt, grease smeared across his face as he ran a sheet of cherry-red metal over the blade. sparks danced up into the air at the contact, just missing his face.

“hey, mr. stark!”

the screech of the saw stopped, though tony didn't look up from his work. a scrap of metal clattered to the floor, and you cringed at the sound.

“hey, pete,” he said.

it was silent for a moment, and peter cleared his throat. tony’s gaze flicked toward you, and you offered him an awkward wave. his eyes widened.

“well jesus, spider-boy, you didn’t tell me you were bringing a lady!”

“sorry,” peter laughed. “this is mr. stark. mr. stark, this is…”

"oh, she needs no introduction!"

he leapt up from his desk, tossing his plastic safety glasses to the side before pulling you into an embrace. he smelled like smoke, and your eyes stung with it.

"nice to meet you, mr. stark," you said, muffled against the fabric of his t-shirt.

"nice to meet you, kiddo." tony leaned in close to your ear to whisper. "you hurt him, we hurt you."

you blinked. "um-"

"kidding, i'm kidding. but seriously," he said, straightening up and walking back to his saw. "don't try it."

"i-i won't."

peter shot tony a glare before taking your hand in his. "come on, bug, let's go meet the rest."

"bug? that's adorable. think i should try that on pepper?"

"shut up, mr. stark!"

peter led you across the floor, through a set of doors, and up a flight of stairs. when he ceased to hear your footsteps pattering behind him, he glanced back at you. you stood three or four steps down, mouth agape at the majesty of the space in front of you.

it was the floor of the avengers tower that you'd become accustomed to seeing, in the back of peter's selfies and facetime calls, but pictures didn't do it or its inhabitants justice. beautiful paintings were hung across the walls, antiquated weapons were illuminated in glass cases, and intricate centerpieces adorned a dark wooden dining table. bookshelves lined the hardwood floors, full of armor and games and magazines. light streamed in from frosted glass windows and glowed from lamps set in every corner.

the kitchen was just as impressive, overflowing with bowls of fresh fruit, all sorts of cutlery, and every cooking gadget you could dream of. some shelves were full of cookbooks and ingredients, others displaying china and cocktail glasses. the sleek silver appliances glinted in the sunlight, only compounding your overwhelming sense of just how expensive everything was.

the scarlet witch stood at the stove, stirring the contents of a pot that smelled heavenly. across the room, sprawled on an orange couch, was black widow. the opposite couch held sat captain america and the falcon, deep in conversation.

peter's voice echoed across the room when he spoke.

"hey, i, uh, brought you guys a friend."

every head turned, and suddenly, all eyes were on you. silence hung heavy in the air, and your cheeks burned with embarrassment.

"well, don't stare the poor thing down," natasha said.

somehow, just like that, the tension was gone.

wanda smiled brightly from her spot in the kitchen, offering you a wave with her free hand. "i like your sweater!"

"thank you!"

steve rose to his feet and shook your hand firmly. "i hope tony didn't scare you too badly."

you chuckled. "no, he's just... a little intense."

natasha laughed, shifting to one side of the couch to make space for you. "that's a nice way of putting it."

you settled next to her gratefully, and she offered you a warm smile.

"he's going crazy because rhodey's not here to keep him in check," sam said.

"when does he get back?" peter asked. "i have an idea for a new attachment for his suit."

"he has a committee meeting in d.c.," natasha said. "he should be back in a week."

peter frowned. "why does he have to be gone for so long?"

"do not be upset that colonel rhodes has a job and you are unemployed," a new voice spoke from behind the couch.

you snickered at the betrayed look on peter's face.

the android floated around the corner, extending a vibranium hand. "i am vision."

you shook his hand. "nice to meet you."

peter didn't want to let the subject drop. "being spider-man is my job," he argued.

you saw your chance to tease him, and took it. "then where are those paychecks?"

peter's jaw dropped, and before you could protect yourself, he was lunging forward, fingers tickling under your shirt. you squealed and squirmed behind natasha, who stared daggers at your boyfriend until he backed down.

steve smiled. "i like you. you're good for the kid."

"yeah, he needs humbled sometimes," sam agreed.

the conversation continued around you, and while you didn't contribute much, they made sure to include you. you found you loved observing the avengers' dynamic, their quick banter and easy laughter captivating you. it felt like, well, a family.

wanda called to you from the kitchen, her voice pulling you out of your reverie. "i am making lunch, would you like a plate?"

you shook your head. "that's very kind, but you don't have to."

"no, i insist."

"trust her," sam offered. "she's a great cook."

you relented. "if you're sure, wanda, i'd love a plate."

everyone gathered at the kitchen table while wanda served up lunch. peter pulled a chair up next to you and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek.

"having fun?"

"so much," you smiled.

wanda had made dumplings, and they were indeed delicious. you were glad you had taken her up on her offer. they even seemed to sate peter's superhuman appetite- he sat back in his chair after only six.

tony passed through the kitchen, even dirtier than before, if that was possible. now a whole sleeve of his shirt was singed off. he grabbed a plate with stained fingers and loaded it with dumplings.

"these are great," he managed between bites.

"they're better if you chew them," steve mumured.

"hop off, old man. not like you could chew with those dentures anyways."

he finished his plate and set it on the table, grabbing a bottle of scotch from the shelf. natasha and steve exchanged looks while he poured himself a glass.

"underoos, do me a favor and bring your aunt over next."

he strutted out of the room before peter could let out an exasperated 'mr. stark!'

when you had finished your dumplings, peter cleared both of your plates and returned to your side.

"ready to go, baby?"

"pete, could we actually... stay a while?”

you swore you'd never seen peter as happy as he looked in that moment. he was positively beaming, eyes alight with pride.

"we can stay as long as you want, bug."

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ko-fi ♡

[mizu0xox0]

Batfamily x Joker!reader

No not the DC Joker it's the Phantom Thief Joker

• So while the Batfamily goes after the usual big villains. Joker!reader is sending calling cards to corrupt politicians, police officers and basically criminals that haven't really been caught by the Batfamily yet.

• Then Batman catches wind of these corrupt people suddenly confessing to their crimes and being taken into custody after their confessions on life television no less or in front of a crowd of people or supporters. But it didn't feel like a confession more of a break down which was odd what made these corrupt people of power suddenly crumble?

• Thats when Batman sends some of the Batfamily members to investigate and then they find the weird calling card and now they learn about the Phantom Thieves.

• They manage to find the connection of the confessions being the calling cards and these Phantom Thieves mentioned in the cards so Batman sends it for some tests only for the calling cards to be just normal paper so something supernatural must be at play for these people to suddenly start confessing.

• Well long story short they decide to start investigating anything suspicious in the city that can give them a clue about these invisible vigilantes known as the Phantom Thieves and just so happens they catch video footage of Joker!reader suddenly disappearing while walking into an alleyway.

• So with that since Joker!reader is a criminal that's being put on probation but living with a guardian of sorts well Bruce decides to bribe the police to get Joker!reader to live with them and it works. Now they'll be under the watchful eye of Batfamily well not that they know that Bruce Wayne and his kids are vigilantes.

• While Joker!reader is in the Wayne manor they are unaware that their every move is being watched except their bedroom of course they still need privacy. Every once in awhile when Alfred goes to clean their room while they're in school if he finds anything like a calling card or a calling card in making similar to the Phantom Thieves one then he'll inform Bruce. From there you'll see some familiar faces in public such as when you're at a unpopular cafe to discuss some Phantom Thief stuff quietly that's when you'll see Stephanie and Tim having some drinks at a table somewhere near enough for you to spot them but far enough to not raise any suspicion amongst you and your group of friends

• Then when you're going to work at the gun shop you're suddenly greeted by Jason who just so happens to be purchasing a gun specifically at your work place odd...

• And one day while in Mementos training with the Phantom Thieves suddenly you see Batman and Robin?! How did they get in Mementos?! And boom the gig is up since you're pretty Batman and Robin were far more skilled than you and your team so you quickly skidadle in the Mona bus. "Wait did that cat just turn into a vehicle?!" Robin says long and you're long gone.

• And ever since that fateful day suddenly Bruce and Damian can hear your pet cat Morgana talking...hell it doesn't take the world's greatest detective to connect the dots that your cat and you are members of the Phantom Thieves and possibly your group of friends.

• Plus they had more than enough proof such as the receipts that Jason had found in the gun shop you worked at for specific blueprints of gun models or other weapon types. An odd app in your phone when Tim hacked into it and just so happens when they clicked the app they were transported to another world and once they were out they could suddenly hear your cat talking. Yeah definitely not a coincidence. Or when Dick sees you going to some shady clinic in the alleyway and just so happens to find a bottle of health supplements in your room that he couldn't find being sold anywhere else. Or how Barbara finds your search history a little odd with the names, news and details of certain politicians plus these were politicians that were given calling cards and suddenly confessed their crimes out of 'guilt'.

• So what is their next move? Do they deem the Phantom Thieves a threat or try to form an alliance with them? After all brainwashing people to confession doesn't feel right even though the outcome justified the means...

I'll probably continue writing more of this since I kind of ran out of ideas for now. Might have plans for a Light Yagami Reader. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed reading this. And apologizes if the characters are a little off since it's my first time writing for DC characters.

[just-dreaming-marvel]

Love That Burns ~ Ending 1 ~ 41

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Word Count: 2,845ish

Summary: A plan to break into the Pentagon is formed and carried out.

Warning(s): a lot of movie dialogue, fights

Notes: Check out the Everyday Moments Masterlist for more moments of our favorite couple! Also, the chapter numbers will continue from the main storyline.

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Your hands were itching to burn up as you let thirty minutes pass. You were in the back of the mansion, walking through what you figured were once perfectly manicured gardens. James had yet to emerge, and you were growing concerned.

“Y/N!” You heard his concerned voice before you could see him. He came jogging up to you, eyes checking you over. “You needed to wait by the car."

“Why?” You asked. “It's not like I can't handle myself."

“Because you don't know this place.”

“And you do?”

Logan sighed. “Let’s just go inside. We have a plan to form.” 

Logan went to reach for your hand but quickly realized he shouldn’t and stuffed them into his leather jacket pockets. He led you around the mansion and inside. You quickly noticed two men standing around the table in the entryway with blueprints on the table.

“Charles, Hank, this is my wif—this is Y/N,” Logan introduced, coughing to try and cover up his mistake. Your head snapped to face James as you caught his mistake.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” Charles pulled your attention, holding out his hand. “I'm Charles Xavier."

You tentatively shook his hand. “Nice to meet you,” you mumbled. Logan stuffed his hands further into his pockets as he sensed how on edge you were. He wanted to reach over and pull you close, but knew he shouldn't.

“And this is my friend, Hank McCoy.”

“Hello,” Hank greeted.

“Hi,” you replied. You stepped up to the table and looked at the blueprints. “Wait… these are for the Pentagon. What are you doing with these?”

“We, uh,” Logan reached up and scratched the back of his neck. “We kinda need to break someone out.”

“Wait? James. You can’t be serious. I thought you said that we were protecting someone from dying and someone from getting captured. We—we’re done with this life. I thought that—"

“I know, sweetheart.” Logan placed his hands on your arms, trying to ground your racing thoughts. “One last job. Then we’re free.”

“You promised… I didn’t think that this mission would mean this. Breaking someone out of the Pentagon.”

Logan could see it in your eyes. The trust you had put in him was slipping away. “This job will ensure that we are safe. I promise.”

You studied James with a hesitancy that made you want to run. “Okay…”

Logan gave your arms a light squeeze before he ran his hands down your arms and pulled away. “Okay,” he turned to focus on the table, "what do we know?”

“The room they're holding him in was built during the Second World War, when there was a shortage of steel,” Hank explained. “So the foundation is pure concrete and sand. No metal.”

“He's being held a hundred floors beneath the most heavily guarded building on the planet,” Charles added.

“Who is being held?” you asked.

“His name is Erik Lehnsherr.”

“What?” You looked at James. “You’re a serious idiot if you think it's wise to break him out.”

“Why is Erik in there?” Logan wondered.

“What do you mean why is he in there? Don't you remember?"

“Uh,” he glanced at the other two men for help, in which there was none. “Jog my memory.”

“Erik Lenhsherr killed JFK.”

“He killed…?”

"What else explains a bullet miraculously curving through the air?” Charles chuckled. “Erik's always had a way with guns. Are you sure you want to carry on with this?” The way Charles looked at James filled you with uneasiness. 

“This is your plan, not mine.”

James’ answer had you tilting your head in confusion.

“We don't have any resources to get us in,” Hank said.

“Or out,” Charles added. “It’s just me and Hank.”

“I knew a guy,” Logan said. “Yeah, he'd be a young man now. Grew up outside of D.C.” He chuckled, and his eyes looked like he was reliving a memory in his mind. You stared at him, taking in his words, which didn't sit right with you. It was all past tense, yet he said that the person was a young man. "He could get into anywhere. I just don’t know how the hell we're gonna find him."

“Is Cerebro out of the question?” Hank asked Charles quietly. Charles looked away, causing Hank to sigh. 

“If only you guys had internet.”

“What’s internet?” you asked.

“Uh, something from the military. Yeah.”

“We have a phone book,” offered Hank.

“Sure. Grab it.”

Hank walked off, and Charles turned his attention to you. He was studying you like he could read your mind, making you want to shrink away. Logan noticed you taking a step back, and he took a step toward you.

“And what's your mutation, Y/N?” Charles wondered.

“Uh, I have a healing ability, nothing compared to James, but it gets the job done,” you answered. “I also can create and control fire." You turned a hand around, palm up, and formed a flame.”

“Beautiful.”

“You’re forgetting one, sweetheart,” Logan said.

You looked at James, confused. “No, I’m not,” you responded. 

“Yes, you're forgetting your ability to—“ Logan cut himself off as he remembered that you didn't know about that ability and you wouldn’t for another thirty years. “Nevermind. I was thinking of someone else.” 

“No, you weren't." You crossed your arms over your chest. “What are you not telling me?"

“I’m going to help Hank,” Charles muttered before hurrying off.

“Princess, I’m—"

“Princess?” You repeated. “What are with these nicknames? And this plan? What are we doing here, James? I’m serious. If you don't tell me the truth, I am going to walk out that door and you'll never see me again.”

“No, sweetheart, please,” Logan lunged forward and took your hands in his. “You just need to trust me. I know I keep saying that, but I mean it. I'm trying to protect you here. I’m trying to save us… save you.”

“James… what are you talking about? I’m right here.”

“Yes, but the Sent—but Stryker is still out there. You and I both know that he won’t give us a break. Doing this will give him something else to worry about and then we are off. Anywhere and everywhere.” The way you were staring back at him, Logan could tell that you were still on the verge of leaving. “Give me a week. One week. If after that you don't trust me anymore, you can run.”

“One week. Not a second more.”

You tore your hands free from his grip and followed after Charles and Hank. Logan sighed, hands on his hips and head hanging. It hadn't even been twenty-four hours and the mission was moving at a snail's pace while you were slipping through his fingers. He was growing concerned that he was changing too much of your shared past and that it would change your relationship permanently.

~~~

The four of you ended up in a suburb outside of D.C. You still didn't understand how James knew of this young man, but you were going with it.

“Here, here, here," Logan said, trying to get Charles to stop the car.

“Where?” Charles wondered.

“Just stop here!”

“All right, all right.” He pulled over and parked in front of the house Logan had pointed out.

Logan got out of the car and quickly opened your door. Without even a second thought, Logan grabbed your arm and gently guided you out of the car. You were growing more confused with every passing second. Logan, realizing what he had done, quickly pulled away and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

“Next time, I'm driving,” Logan muttered, leading the way to the door. 

After Logan knocked at the door, an annoyed woman answered it.

“What’s he done now?” She asked with a sigh. “I will just write you a check for whatever he took.”

“We just need to talk to him,” Logan stated.

The woman turned around with a sigh. “Peter, the cops are here. Again.”

She let your group in. Logan placed a hand on the small of your back, protectively, as you headed further into the house. A young girl dressed up in play clothes looked up at the two of you.

“I’m a princess," she said. “What are you?”

Logan took his glasses off with a small smirk. “I’m the Wolverine,” he answered. "Where's your brother?”

She pointed to a basement door, and the four of you headed down.

“The Wolverine?” you questioned quietly to James.

“Shit,” he muttered. This whole thing was harder than he thought. “It's a Canadian folk tale. Victor used to call me that in the army.”

“He did? I never heard him say that.”

“Yeah, well, there's a lot of things you don't know.”

The way you drew in a sharp breath had Logan instantly regretting his words. At this point in your timeline, the two of you were still getting to know each other, so it wasn't like it was a lie. It was just a reminder that you trusted someone to save you, who you didn't really know. 

Pulling away from James, you headed down the stairs faster. When you reached the bottom of the stairs, you saw a young man playing ping-pong by himself. His mutation was clearly super speed, and he was using it to quickly go between the two sides to hit the ping-pong ball.

“What do you guys want?” The young man asked. “I didn’t do anything.” He zipped from the ping-pong table to the couch behind you. “I've been here all day."

“Just relax, Peter. We’re not cops,” Logan told him.

"Of course, you're not. If you were, you wouldn't be driving a rental car."

“How did you know we’ve got a rental car?” Charles asked.

“I checked your registration when you were walking to the door. I also had some time to kill so I went through your rental agreement. Saw you were from out of town. Are you FBI?” Peter zipped passed Charles, taking his wallet and looking through it. “No, you’re not cops. Hey, what's with this gifted youngsters place?” Peter dropped the wallet and the card he had taken out of it before zipping away.

“That’s an old card.”

"He's fascinating,” Hank smiled.

“He’s a pain in the arse.”

“What, a teleporter?”

“No, he's just fast,” Logan said. “And when I knew him, he wasn't so... young.”

“When you knew him?” You repeated.

“Y/N—“

“I’m going to wait outside.”

You marched up the stairs and headed outside. Your body was heating up, threatening to fire you into a human torch. That man inside wasn't your James, though he may look like him. There was something going on that you were being left in the dark about, and you were not okay with that. Who knows how long you were out there until you heard the familiar sound of James' boots.

“Please don't leave.” His voice was more broken than you had ever heard it.

You closed your eyes, trying to shove down the feelings you had for the man. “I’m not… I just needed to cool down."

Logan nodded despite the fact that you weren't able to see it. “Sweetheart—“

“Go get Peter’s help. I’m going to stay out here.”

Logan sighed. He was losing you with each word that slipped from his mouth. He took a step toward you. “The kid will help us.”

“Okay.”

“I, uh, I think you should—“ Logan stopped himself before finishing the thought. He believed that you should stay with Hank during the plan, but he knew if he made that decision for you, he would only be pushing you further away. “Do you want to stick with Hank on the mission or Charles and I?"

He surprised you that he was giving you a choice. Normally, on missions, James would insist that you would stick with the safer option. That would be with Hank. He was giving you an option, like an olive branch. Slowly, you turned around.

“You’ll let me stay with you?" you asked cautiously. 

“If that's what you want,” he replied.

“And, if needed, you won’t stop me from fighting alongside you?” You could see the thought of you fighting weighed on him. “If you’re insisting that we do this mission for our safety, then you can't say no."

“I won't stop you.” He slowly walked over to you. “I’m sorry that I’m putting you in danger when I promised to keep you safe.” 

He reached for you, stopping before he could make contact with your waist. He could feel the heat radiating off of you, reminding him that you were standing there alive while a version of you was cold and dead in an unmarked grave.

“You keep doing that,” you stated.

“Uh?”

“Touching me, not touching me. It's... new.”

“I’m sorry.” His hands were quickly stuffed in his pockets. “Just worried."

“Hey, lovebirds!" Peter exclaimed, zipping over. “Our we breaking into the Pentagon or what?”

~~~

Logan, you, Charles, and Hank entered the Pentagon as though you were on a tour. Peter zipped away to go start his part of the plan. Not long into the tour, Logan, you, and Charles slipped away, leaving Hank to fulfill his part while still on the tour. The three of you headed down to the lower levels, to the kitchen. With a flick of your wrist, you caused every burner in the kitchen to go up in flames, triggering the fire alarm and the sprinklers. Logan couldn't help but smirk as the three of you went into the kitchen and saw your handy work. The flames were not dulling with the water as you were still fully in control.

“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,” Charles exclaimed, taking charge, "this is a Code Red situation. We are evacuating the entire floor so that my associates and I can, uh, secure the prison.”

The kitchen staff rushed out of the room, leaving the two guards at the elevator.

“Who are you?" One of the guards questioned, stepping forward.

“We’re special operations, CB-FB-CID,” Charles lied. “Perhaps you didn't hear me when first I spoke, but it is imperative that you understand we're in a complete lockdown situation. We have to get you to the third floor—“

Logan lunged forward, annoyed. He punched one of the guards in the gut before grabbing a nearby frying pan and quickly using it to knock out the guards. You couldn’t help but bite your lip as you watched.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Logan said, turning to Charles. “Were you finished?” His eyes caught sight of you staring at him, the fires growing behind you. He smirked. “Uh, sweetheart, the fire."

“Oh!” You exclaimed, quickly extinguishing the flames. “Sorry."

“I’m sorry,” Charles cut in. He grabbed a key from one of the guards and inserted it into the hole near the elevator. “I’m just not very good with violence.”

The elevator bell dinged, causing Charles to turn around. Standing there was Peter and Erik with a security guard duck taped to the wall.

“Charles?” Erik questioned. 

Before anything else could happen, Charles punched Erik in the face. Erik fell back onto the floor as Charles groaned in pain. 

“Good to see you too, old friend,” Erik groaned. “And walking."

“No thanks to you,” Charles spat as Erik stood up.

“You’re the last person in the world I expected to see today.”

“Believe me, I wouldn't be here if I didn't have to. If we get you out of here, we do it my way. No killing.”

“No helmet. I couldn’t disobey you even if I wanted."

“I’m never getting inside of that head again. I need your word, Erik.”

“Nobody move!” A guard shouted as a group of them ran into the room with plastic guns drawn. Logan protectively stepped in front of you. “Hold it right there!”

“Charles,” Erik muttered.

“Don’t move! Hands up, or we will shoot!"

"Freeze them, Charles.”

"I can’t,” Charles replied. Erik held his hands up, causing the metal to move. “No!” 

The guards fired on your group. But within a blink of an eye, all the guards were taken down, and Peter was across the room. The bullets that should have hit you all, hit the elevator door, causing you to jump. Without a second thought, Logan was turned around, and his hands were gently cupping your face.

“Honey, are you okay?” He fretted over you. You could see the genuine fear in his eyes, scaring you. His heart was hammering in his chest with the fear that he could lose you, completely losing your future relationship. “Are you hurt?”

Your hands came up to his wrists, gently grasping them. "James, I'm fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m am… are you okay?”

He nodded, pulling his hands away from you. “As long as you are.” You could tell that those words held something deeper, something he wasn't telling you that was beyond this ridiculous mission.

“Are you sure?”

“Like I said, as long as you are okay, I am too.”

next chapter >

[hexhomos]

I'm going to be on the minority here, but I actually like the "organic metal" route for the Viktor aesthetic? 😭😭😭 Like yeah, it is a different route for the character (and that's a whole nother can of worms), but it does have a certain lvl of body horror appeal too. Different, sure, but just as disturbing

sorry for saying "you are part of the problem" but this exactly the kind of misinterpretation that is leading into Viktor’s meaningless retcon, imo. the character fantasy isnt just "wah disturbing bodyhorror" (we already have champions on the roster that do this, and Arcane Viktor’s story is boring to people who know it bc he feels like an aimless knock-off) the character fantasy is BIG DERANGED HUNK OF COMMUNIST METAL who promises to give you backalley surgery and will build you high-tech machine armor if you subscribe to his shitty youtube channel.

From a purely visual standpoint, I don't give a fuck for granola-munching midsommar servants in their minimalistic gwenyth paltrow rags. They're not even vaguely machinerelated. its just regular human people. taking the cope glasses off none of these guys even have avant-garde prosthetics lol what an absolute loss. So utterly fucking mid. And we will get the armor eventually in the tv show, as late as humanly possible, and it will still mean absolutely nothing there because they've completely excised the meaning and purpose of it from the story. I'm a massive hater and there is nothing that can change my mind bc its so ridiculous to me how they made a doctor doom expy who still got cursed with the no-good-adaptation mandate; YOU LITERALLY HAD THE BLUEPRINT. It's a power fantasy it's modern don quixote gadget knightism its frankenstein mad-science its SEXY cronenberg steampunk why the hell would I settle for the Beige Church Of Mormonic Wellness

He doesn't even choose to commit to the bitter end himself lol such a non-choice character the transformation is peer pressure. viktor used to be a chad. duck smoking gif

[plutoenjoyer]

soft gunil thoughts 💭

· he is just so so caring with you

· like if you think of cliche boyfriend experience... HE is the blueprint

· giving you his coat when you're out on the town and you get cold, always paying for your food even when you insist otherwise, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close to let others know you're his😳

· even little things like walking on the outside of the sidewalk or holding your bag for you. he notices the details for sure!!!!

· and you know that signature sweet and kind smile he has... now pair that with the absolute HEART eyes he's sending your way any time you do anything

· killer combo i think

· (the members know every time you send him a text because he gets that soft look in his eyes when he's smiling down at his phone... and they will not stop teasing him about it)

· he's a very attentive guy but sometimes he just gets lost looking at you and admiring you... snap out of it mr. goo gunil!!!

· you've only caught him staring a couple of times and that's when he's reaaaally daydreaming about you, as if you guys aren't already dating😭

· he's also like. a great listener

· even if you're very chatty or you're very quiet he is SAT whenever you're telling him about something or someone, even if it's the most average, boring conversation about the weather. like you're the best story teller in the world

· and truthfully he thinks you're cute whenever you start rambling

· he just makes it clear his attention is on you every time you're together, he really values your time and affection bcs u two are so busy!!!

· and yeah he is totally the type of guy to fix the strap on your dress or spin your bracelet around your wrist the correct way when you're mid rant, and he does it completely silently and easily you barely register what he did

· oh my god and i have to say it he is the cheesiest, sappiest guy out there. he is NOT above dropping some dumb pick up line on you

· a real text you get from him on a random tuesday: "hey baby aren't you tired? you've been running through my mind all day ;)"

· he knows they're silly, he just likes to see you double over in laughter and roll your eyes at him

· your response: "🤢🤢🤢" "did i look hot though"

· you guys are silly.

· i wrote about this before but i have to say it again because it's just so HIM

· everything you do that he hasn't seen/experienced you do before, he pretends like he's never seen it before EVER so he can be excited when you do it, even when it's the most obvious thing😭

· for example, one instance out of many: "wow these shoes are so cool how did you know that's my favorite color???"

· "gunil these are old crocs. and your favorite color is blue." (boy don't play😭)

· but you're never actually fact checking him on his own favorite color😭 you just like to let him know he's cringe. and then you give him a big fat kiss on the cheek because he's still cute, even if he's cringe

· but that being said it's fun to give him the same energy back. if you see him playing music or humming or singing around you, you best BELIEVE you're gonna clap and cheer like you paid hundreds for a concert ticket

· yes it does embarrass him because he doesn't normally sing but it just makes him even cuter when he gets shy

· "wow i didn't know xdinary heroes has a new vocalist??"

· he clears his throat a little because jungjoo would probably never stop teasing him about it if they were there but he just replies with a bashful smile and a clearly over the top flirty voice like "yes, i'm the new vocalist😎😎you like what you see😏"

· instead of fight or flight you're constantly in the dilemma of make fun of him or go along with it. and sometimes it's more fun to go along with it

· "yes oh my god can i pleaseee have your autograph😩 you're sooo cool and sexy and hot"

· you guys are silly, x2

· he's the most boyfriend out of all boyfriends ever!!!!