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I know, darlings, it has been a few years. I regret to say I am not back, life is a lot of crazy. Good crazy, neutral crazy... I still haven't access to a lapterweb, and trying to manage this on a smartphone is hard. I'm old, my dudes, and not so good with the technology. (Though to my glee I found out recently that text to speech from a friend reads <3 as less than three, and that made me so happy!)

I have never forgotten any of you with whom I have interacted, and send fond thoughts and strength to you often. I miss you, and am sorry I amn't yet able to return, or if ever.

I love you all, and hope your lives are going well. Be Blessed, be Excellent, be the amazing people you always have been. I believe in you, and I love you.

Best wishes,

Ma Coulson

Sending you this cuz I know/love that you do Jewish MCU headcanons and I was thought of Jewish Peter Parker insisting that Spider-MAN was 100% accurate since he's had his bar mitzvah so technically it shouldn't matter that he still sounds like a child... Anyway I was wondering if you had other Jewish Peter Parker headcanons, you're always so good at them ❤

OH MY GOD ANON I LOVE THIS SO MUCH?

Because, like. On the one hand it’s just fun and funny and silly in the way we want Spidey to be- him being young and naive enough to take a command (like “You’re an adult in the Jewish community now” farther than it’s maybe intended.

But on the other hand, this is exactly what’s intended. Superheroes- at least, the best ones- are basically the living embodiment of “If not me, then who?” They’re trying to make the world a better place than it was. And that is the responsibility of any Jewish adult. Peter getting bit by a radioactive spider and saying “Well, shit, looks like my only option is tikkun olam” is SUCH A FUCKING RIDICULOUSLY JEWISH CHOICE.

Like- if Peter was already comfortably Spidey in Civil War, in the MCU he had to be pretty close to his Bar Mitzvah when he became Spider-man. Which means that it happened right in that time where you’re taking the idea of what b’nai mitzvot means super seriously. You’re suddenly expected to view the world as something you can fix. You’re considering what it means that you’re suddenly an adult, and that you have these new responsibilities, and how can you live up to them.

In that context, with great power comes great responsibility isn’t just about being a superhero, it’s also about being called to the bimah, and permission to read the Torah, and the ability to join a minyan. In that context, developing fucking spider powers must feel like a sign of how being a Jewish adult encompasses so much more than you could ever imagine, both in terms of pivilege and in terms of obligations.

Maybe “Spider-boy” could walk past someone who needs help, but “Spider-man” could not. In choosing that name, Peter is unequivocally embracing the  power and burden of Jewish adulthood.

// it may be a while longer before I can come back. Still love and think of y'all often. My mom is cancer free now. My mom in law is getting there, she starts chemo soon.

...this morning, at dawn, my Daddy went to heaven. I'm grateful he is no longer in pain, but I'm a bit sad and mad he won't be able to hug me and the kids anymore. I was able to spend time with him before he passed, and momma and my little bro were with him as he embarked on the greatest adventure.

Seriously tho. Fuck polio [it was post polio syndrome had his body finish shutting down]. Vaccinate your damn kids.

Heartbroken over here. My mate is back home while I am states away, with my kids, so that is hard. My sister's dogs and she are here with mom. One of them is great for comfort. Just one moment at a time for me right now. I hope to get back in the saddle sometime this summer. Thanks for your patience.

Still not dead, cant make it back just yet tho...

//between the zanies of four progeny, learning to navigate high school, having health issues.. over the past month my mom battled kidney cancer and won after two surgeries, my mother in law fought brain cancer and we are waiting to find out what next after her surgery, and my dad has been in icu since Friday afternoon for post polio syndrome related difficulty breathing.

So... yeah. Too much stress at the moment. So sorry. I do think of y'all all the time, and our stories. I miss you and hope you are well!!!

Um... ending on a lighter note... I've been doing drag for a bit and won the fashion show with my glitter stark beard and style. Made my fat ass feel good about itself. Couple girls hit on me and I danced wirh one. Was the first time I got to feel what popular could be like. When life settles down I'm gonna start performing maybe. I do miss it. Also I have been learning to work bobbin lace, which is fun. I like learning "dying" skills. Ima make the apocalypse faaaabulous~.

Ok. I love you guys. Be excellent to each other! There's a lot of crummy stuff go in down these days, so do your best to be a bright light in it! If a time traveller can change the future via butterfly effect small, than we can too!

Fly my pretties and rain down random kindness to all around you like a Troll' s glitterfart!

// not DEAD. Just life kicking my ass. Love you all. Be excellent to each other! Bai

//

We liiiiive! Lofe is a butt kicker but I wanted to make sure we got on to wish every a happy Hanukkah and Christmas and Kwanzaa and Yule.

Much love!

//

Tough first school week. After school the first day we lost a family pet to heart failure. Same AsD. one 2 years ago. Simba lived with us for a year while my friend was looking for a home. We have known him since he was a kitten. It was really hard on all of us. Bff and I are going to look at a possible new comfort kitty tomorrow afternoon.

Other than that the kids are well. Like their teachers and aides. And are glad the week IS over.

Why does high school start so early in the morning?!

Surviving but short on time. Will be back soon. Be excellent to each other!

//SCHOOLSTARTSTIMORROW

3 buildings. 4 kids. Ahhhhh!!

[Eldest is starting high school and has no desire to tumble. They have a dope ass deviant art tho.]

Edit:fixed the link to her thingy

THANK YOU for sticking around!

Thank you for following me

Thank you for dealing with my awkward phases

Thank you for dealing with my emotional moments

Thank you for sending in Asks

Thank you for waiting patiently during my hiatuses

Thank you for being such a good group of followers!

On the road again

The past weeks had been a nice vacation from the stress of trying to fit in with civilian life. He and Natasha had found a decent, if not large, camper-style unit, easily pulled by the truck he had gotten after his Lola had given up the ghost. It was utilitarian, but for them that was more comforting than luxury.

Phil set down his tablet after looking at the news sources. Something hinky was going on in the next town over. They may be our of the game... But that had never been able to give him a blind eye.

They were parked at the edge of a Wal-Mart lot, plugged in and a good night rest away from getting his fingers in what looked like non-terrain pie.

"Something strange is going on around here," he commented, knowing his fellow ex-agent would hear him.

@punchyourwayout

Phil pulled on an old pair of comfortable button down pyjamas, short in the sleeve and long in the leg, after bringing them to the bathroom with him. He stopped on the way to the bedroom to clean his teeth. Once done, he went to knock gently on the door.

Phil smiled, glad he would have the chance to return the care Clint had shown him the past few days. He took his sub's hand and led him to the bathroom, turning and gently divesting him of his clothing. "Let me take care of you?" he asked.

A touch too close

Second star to the right

Phil sighed, sitting back and pushing the AAR away from him as he pinched the bride of his nose. It hasn't been an easy mission, and he was glad it was well over. There were moments he wasn't sure he would see his archer again, and those were always high on his list of do not wants.

Clint should be dropping in any moment now, and then they could go and leave this mess behind him. Hopefully.

He chuckled low, still amazed at the fae magic she used like breathing. "Impatient?" he asked, kissing down her spine as he unzipped her dress.

Making Port| Closed RP

The copy machine deserved it.

The copy machine deserved it.

Phil but back a whimper, turning it into a shaky sigh as he closed his eyes and took in the comfort provided so easily to him. Being in distress made it hard to think reasonably.

He knew if he couldn’t break through his conditioning and let Jasper do his damn job, he would be unfit…for anything at SHIELD… And that was all he knew anymore. He couldn’t go back to the military and his reaction times were unfit for teaching. Unfit. Just like him right now.

“I want to.” he did. He knew it in his knower, but his gut was making it hard to get out of his own way. He trusted Jasper with his life, had done for years now, but this felt fragile- trusting him as a Dom instead of [as well as?] a friend.

He had trusted Doms before.

Still. This was Jasper.

“How do I get unbrainwashed?” he said softly into jasper’s shirt, curling his bulk small against him in a way that felt…good.

The copy machine deserved it.