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luvyeni · 8 months

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Yay okay can I please request an Anton fic Where he’s a virgin and he tells reader that he wants her to take his virginity but he’s really shy so y/n suggests they start off slow so she starts making out with him and dry humping him but then he tells her he wants to cum in her hand so she jerks him off that way and he does it all over her and it gets everywhere and it’s just messy and-

Tell me you understand my vison user luvyeni on Tumblr 🤭🤭?? Anyways that’s my request 😜

❛GOOD BOY❜ ( l. anton )

p. nerd!anton x popular!reader wc. 1.4k

warnings? dry humping, handjob, cumming w/o penetration

— 𖦹 ( helping out your shy boyfriend ) !

anton often truly wondered what he had done in his past life for him to been able to get a girlfriend as wonderful as you. you were incredibly smart, probably even smart as him always on top of your classes. not only were you smart, but you were also one of the popular girls, but you weren’t like the stereotypical mean bully mean girl; you were kind to everyone, never saying anything bad about everyone, even a loner nerd like him.

you guys met actually because you came to his rescue – one of the football players, who also happened to be your boyfriend at the time and his other friends would often come and corner the boy, stealing his money, throwing his things to the floor. you saw what happened, quickly coming to his defense, breaking up with the boy in front of everyone, quick guiding the boy away from danger, holding his books.

soon a cute little friendship formed, you’d leave all your friends and people who’d crowded around you, just to walk over to his table to sit with him and eat your lunch.

anyone would fall for a girl like you, anton included – and now that you were showing him all this affection, he’d fallen head over heels for you. but crazy enough, you beat him to it, you were actually the one who asked him on a date – you were even the one to ask him to be your boyfriend, which he of course said yes.

if anton could change one thing about himself, it would be how shy he would get around you, he wished he could voice what he wanted to you whenever he wanted – especially when it came to sex. he was a virgin obviously, the only thing he’d done was a few make out sessions, and that was with you.

he knew you were much more experienced than he was, and he could never satisfy you, but what would he be if he didn’t try. but even now, you were laying on his bed, your skirt riding up exposing your thighs, his pants growing tight, he still was too shy to speak up.

“anton?” you snapped your fingers in his face. “love, what’s wrong?” you said now sitting on your knees in front of him. “n-nothing, i’m fine.” his soft voice making you smile. “you don’t seem fine, what’s going on in that head of yours?” you placed your hand on his thigh, right below his growing cock, his breath hitched, he prayed you didn’t hear him. “i-i’m fine.”

you sighed, bringing your other hand to his forehead. “are you sick? do you need medicine?” you questioned, his face was now beat red, your hand was centimeters away from his bulge. “you’re burning up.”

you didn’t know what you were doing, you genuinely were concerned about him, but he didn’t know how much longer he could take it before his voice betrayed him. “anton just tell me, i won’t judge you love.” your hand came from his forehead to his cheek, caressing it.

he gulped, now was the time to man up. “i -um- iwantyoutotakemyvirginity.” he spoke so fast, his voice was still hushed, but you heard everything he said. “i know it’s embarrassing, but– no it’s not baby.” you reassured him. “i’ve told you, you will never embarrass me.” you kissed his lips, pulling away with a smile.

“it’s okay to be a virgin anton, let’s just take it slow, okay?” he nodded, he couldn’t look you in the eyes. “hey.” you called, climbing into his lap – this wasn’t new, but it still always shocked him. “you’re already hard.” you cocked your head to the side. “i-i’m sorry, i couldn’t hmph.” you shut him up with another kiss.

“stop apologizing for stuff that’s normal, look let’s just take it slow, okay?” you said softly ran your hands through his hair. “let’s start with what we know.” he nodded, you grabbed the sides of his face, kissing him, taking the lead like you always did, slipping your tongue into his mouth.

he kept his hands at his side, gripping the sheets in attempts to calm himself down, but with the way you were sitting directly on his cock, it was getting hard to control himself. you pulled away, grabbing his hands, placing them high on your thighs, under your skirt. “it’s okay, you can touch me.”

he let out a whimper, his cock was now painfully hard, he felt like he was gonna cum just from this – just from you sitting on him while kissing. you smiled against his lips, pulling away, he chased your lips, you giggled, wiping the spit from his lips. “so cute.”

“i-i…” he stopped, unable to speak. “what is it baby, tell me what you want.” you said. “c-can you move, it hurts.” whimpered out again. “of course, i can, such a good boy for speaking up.” you began to move your hips, he moaned – the feeling of the material from his underwear rubbing against his cock had him feeling dizzy.

not only that, but you were also moaning, your shirt unbuttoned revealing your bra, your boobs peaking from from the top – thinking about what he wanted to do to them had him about to cum, but he didn’t want to cum like this, he wanted more. “m-more.”

you stopped moving, your hands placed on his shoulders to keep yourself up. “you want more, pretty boy.” he whimpered at the name, nodding. “pl-please.” he said looking up at you with his wide doe eyes. “okay, i’ll give you more.”

you climbed off his lap, he looked at you confused. “i told you, we’re taking it slow.” you sat on the side of him, unbuckling his pants. “next time you’ll be able to fuck me, let’s not overwhelm you too much.” he nodded, you smiled. “good boy, lift your hips up for me.” you pulled his pants down enough to pull his cock from its confinements, he was average sized, a little bit on the thinner side, but you believed it would be enough to satisfy you once he learned to use it right. “such a pretty cock.” you praised; his ears turned red. “d-don’t say that.” you chuckled.

“but it is.” you ran your finger down the base of his length, he hissed, his cock twitching below your fingernail. “gonna jerk your pretty cock off, okay?” truth be told, you would love to fuck him, he looked so cute, and you were extremely horny, but you knew he wasn’t gonna last long, and you didn’t want him to feel self-conscious about cumming before you did. “w-what about you?” you wrapped your hand around his cock. “fu-fuck.” he cursed, surprising you both, he hardly used those words, unless he was really frustrated. “don’t worry about me love.” you began to stroke his cock slowly. “this is about you.”

his head was thrown back against the headboard, eyes sealed as you began to move your hand faster. “you’re doing so well for me, can you look at me please.” you cooed, he forced his eyes opened, making eye contact with your soft ones. “you feeling good?” you questioned, he moaned nodding. “i-it f-feels good, really g-good.”

“good that all that matters, you gonna cum?” he nodded, he could feel it, he wanted to last longer, but you were squeezing his base, and praising him – he could no longer hold it. “gonna cum.” you stroke him faster, his legs began to twitch, he could feel the cum filling up in his balls, ready to be released.

“i-i’m cu-cu…” he was speechless, he could barely get the words out before it was too late, white fluid came shoot out from his tip, getting everywhere, he came so much. it was all over your hands, some landing on your uncovered chest, on his shirt, even a little bit landed on your chin. “i-i’m sorry, i did–.” you kissed him. “so cute, you came so much.” you praised. “good boy.”

you cleaned yourself up, helping the boy clean himself up. “you feeling okay?” he shyly nodded. “th-thank you for that.” he spoke. “i’m sorry i couldn’t do the same for you.” he frowned, you grabbed his hand in reinsurance. “it’s fine anton, really we have all the time in the world to have sex okay?” you kissed his cheek. “o-okay.”

“good boy”

©️LUVYENI

#kpop x reader #kpop smut #kpop imagines #kpop x y/n #kpop fic #riize x reader #rizze x reader #riize scenarios #riize x imagine #riize imagines

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zeroreasonstocare · 3 days

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Cont: established relationship, bottom!suguru x top!gn (I think) reader, handjob (m!receiving), overstim (m!receiving), dacryphilia if you squint, porn with plot (I think??), reader was tired of suguru's shit, mentions of aftercare

word count: ~1,200 words

a/n: THIS IS MY FIRST TIME POSTING IM SO SCARED!!!1! This was brought to me in a vison (not really), and I needed to write it down, and I decided to share it! I don't expect a lot of attention from it but I hope whoever reads this enjoys. <3 (thank you @nanathott for encouraging me to post this!! I love your posts sm!)

ꨄMINORS DO NOT INTERACTꨄ

You hate the silent treatment. You two had been like this the entire day, Suguru ignoring you after an argument. You apologized after sleeping in the empty bed the night before, and he hadn’t said anything. You know that now it’s just him trying to piss you off; it’s obvious by the small smirk he has on his lips as he ignores you. You both are on the couch after a second day of silence from him. He reads as if nothing is wrong as you stare at him and pout, thinking of ways to get his attention.

“Suguru, I said I’m sorryyy,” You whine.

No response.

He flips the page of his book and keeps reading. You groan in frustration and stare at him, waiting for him to lift his gaze. He never does. You two sit there for ten minutes until you groan dramatically again and get off the couch, heading to the kitchen to make food. He doesn’t even acknowledge you.

You cook his favorite food, set the table for him, shut his book, and make him eat dinner with you. He doesn’t acknowledge you while eating. He is set on keeping silent just to piss you off. Suguru finishes eating, not even thanking you for cooking his favorite meal.

“Um, Suguru? Aren’t you forgetting something? A ‘thank you’, maybe?” You put your hands on your hips and give him a look.

Still, no response.

You grab his chin and make him look at you. He presents that stupid smirk to you and you can’t stand him anymore. You pull him into a kiss and he happily accepts, trying to take control of the kiss but you don’t let him. You tug onto his hair- not roughly, but enough to prove your point- and he lets you take control of the kiss, letting your tongue slip into his mouth and explore his mouth. He groans into your mouth and puts his hands on your waist, teasing the hem of your shirt.

You pull back and look at him. “So now you wanna acknowledge me? Tell me ‘thank you’ for the dinner.”

“Thank you, baby.”

“For?”

“Thank you for making my favorite meal.”

“And?”

“And I’m sorry for ignoring you even after you apologized.” He rolls his eyes and smirks as he says this.

“You don’t look so sorry. Maybe I’ll have to make you.”

You grab his arm and drag him to the bedroom, sitting him on the bed and holding his neck as you kiss him. He hums into your lips as you kiss him, and he grabs your waist again. You push his hands down onto the bed and he looks at you.

"You don't get to touch me while I'm punishing you, baby." You frown and go to your drawer. "Undress, Suguru."

He removes his clothes and curiously watches you over at your drawer, wondering what you're grabbing.

"What is it, baby? What are you grabbing?" He asks, sitting on the bed in just his boxers.

"Just some lube and maybe a few toys." You grin mischievously.

"Not much of a punishment if you're getting me off, baby."

"Trust me, you'll see what I'm planning."

You walk to the bed and tug off his boxers, his semi-hard cock resting against his thigh. You get some lube on your hands and start jerking him off, thumb grazing over his sensitive tip as he instantly hardens and his dick stands at full attention. He groans and tilts his head back as you continue your slow pace.

"Baby, how is this punishment?"

"Oh, you'll see soon." You grin.

You continue to jerk him off and fondle his balls, the curse user's hips bucking against your hand. He runs a hand through his hair and watches you bring him closer to orgasm. The dark-haired male is a little worried that you're planning to edge him, so he doesn't fully get his hopes up about cumming just yet. You continue, though, much to his surprise, and he cums, tilting his head back and pretty groans escaping his mouth. What does surprise him is that you keep going after he cums, and he shoots his hands to yours, but you give him a glare.

"Baby, you-" he sucks in a sharp breath, "you're overstimming me..."

You don't listen, continuing to jerk him off. He groans and runs his hand through his hair again. You pull a second orgasm out of him quickly and he bucks his hips into your hand as you milk him. You keep going and he brings his hands to yours, stopping your movements. That draws a "tsk" out of you and you grab your cuffs and look at him.

"I said this is a punishment, didn't I?"

He lets you cuff his hands behind his back and his body jolts as you go back to jerking him off. Your hands get tired, though, and you grab your vibrator, washing your hands as he gets overstimulated by the vibe. you sit next to him and open your own book, reading like he was earlier and ignoring his whimpers.

"Baby, please, I'm sorry, I- ff-fuck- I'm sorry for giving you the silent treatment, please it's too much..." Suguru whines.

His apologies and whimpers fall on deaf ears as you continue to read your book, text friends, and even turn on a video on your phone. He cums again and feels tears stinging his eyes.

"Baby, I can't- fuck- I can't take it, it's too much, I really am sorry for ignoring you all day, I- ff-fuuuck." The dark-haired male reaches another orgasm as pretty tears start to stream down his cheeks.

His sniffles and pretty cries draw your attention as you look at the mess before you. His hands clawing at the cuffs behind his back, body spasming from the intensity of his orgasms, face so precious as he cries from the overstimulation, it almost makes you want to stop and coddle him. Almost. You shut off the video you were watching and reach for the vibrator, which Suguru's eyes light up, thinking you're going to turn it off. You grin and turn up the intensity, and he cums again, his body shaking as he begs for you to turn it off.

"Fuuck, baby, I can't- can't take it, too- fuck- too much!" He cries.

You watch another orgasm drip out of his leaky cock, which makes you finally turn off the vibrator, uncuff his hands, and gently clean off his white-stained lap.

"Aw, you learn your lesson now?" You coo and pepper kisses around his face.

"Mhm... promise, I learned my lesson..." He whines.

You lay next to him and gently run your fingers through his hair as he slowly comes down from the overstimulation you put him through. The larger male nuzzles into you and you wipe his tears.

"You want to shower now or later, baby?" You whisper softly

"Later, need to nap..." He says meekly.

"Let's sleep, then. I'll get you water after the nap and then we can have some snacks or dessert before we shower, yeah?"

"Yeah..." He mumbles and falls asleep while you play with his hair and plant little kisses all over his face.

#suguru geto smut #suguru geto x reader #bottom suguru #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru smut

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syre-stane16 · 4 months

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Do Dendro Vision Holders Deserve Their Element?

What is Dendro?

associated with knowledge/wisdom in genshin, dendro is a form of florakinesis [technically}.

Plants->trees->old->wisdom

also

Plants-> trees-> paper->books->knowledge.

healing traits can be due medicinal propertied of certain plants.

and with plants association to life, nurturing.

this element feels pretty self explanatory to me which is good when you compare it to how hard electro was for me.

lets begin with the f2p guarantee...

Collei

Despite her past, Collie is a kind soul. the healing trait works here because she IS healing. She's gotten far and we cured her of eleazar, but she needs to heal mentally as well, and I wish the best to her.

her being experimented on could also be seen as the corruption of the thirst for knowledge.

Tighnari

biologist.

knowledgable in his field.

has medicinal knowledge so healing.

kind

parent, so nurturing. [He and Cyno are totes Collei's adoptive dads and I'm here for it.'

Rewarded for his bravery by telling the teacher that they were wrong about something like, DO YOU KNOW WHAT ETHNIC TEACHERS ARE LIKE? THE PEOPLE WHO CLAIM THAT HIS VISON STORY ISN'T IMPRESSIVE DIDN'T HAVE TEACHERS WHO HOLD A GRUDGE AGAINST YOU BECAUSE THEIR PRIDE OF WOUNDED.

OMG! THAT MADLAD!!!! THAT ABSOLUTE UNIT!!!!

Baizhu

Parent= nurturing.

Idealist.

knowledgeable in his field.

pharmacist so healing.....that and he's a healer in game

treats his patients decently which makes them feel at ease.

Yao Yao

Nurturing and Healing.

kind of a weak character to me, I feel she was made just to pad the dendro elemental users.

though I guess I don't mind a few simpler characters here and there.

Kirara

i.... she... she's ignorant to the world outside of inazuma... so maybe... she's...getting rid of the ignorance with experience?

KAVEH AND ALHAITHAM

hush! those two are together for reason.

Kaveh and alhaightam is definitely knowledgable.

while Kaveh may have the specialised knowledge needed for his field, Alhaitham's desire to learn about the world gives him a wider scope of knowledge, and he's constantly learning.

common misconception I noticed is that Kaveh is the Idealist in the relationship. They both are heavy idealists and they live with their ideals to the max.

Kaveh is empathetic and uses his heart for decisions to the point of self sabotage, while Alhaitham leans too far into logic.

They may represent the two factors of the pursuit of knowledge.

LOGIC & UNDERSTANDING

which is why while those two are opposites to each other, they're also strangely compatible.

look, I like my emotional messes dating put-together logicians, but those two are in such extremes I didn't get the ship for a bit. I don't know how they work well together as characters but I'm not gonna analyse that relationship.

so yeah.

CONCLUSION

dendro is the latest element introduced so it's characters are sparse. and there are some that really may not have good justifications.

honestly nothing else to say..... goodbye, I'll work on pyro.

EDIT: HYDRO, I FORGOT ABOUT HYDRO, IM WORKING ON THAT NEXT, NOT PYRO

#alhaitham #genshin #genshin impact #collei #Tighnari #baizhu #yao yao #kirara #kaveh #kavetham #haikaveh #dendro #sumeru #cynari

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geekcavepodcast · 3 months

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DC Comics Announces "DC Pride: A Celebration of Rachel Pollack" and "DC Pride: Uncovered"

In addition to DC Pride 2024, on sale May 28, 2024, DC Comics has announces a couple other DC Pride titles for 2024 - DC Pride: A Celebration of Rachel Pollack and DC Pride: Uncovered.

DC Pride: A Celebration of Rachel Pollack celebrated the life of works of writer Rachel Pollack. The 96-page one-shot comic book will reprint the debut of Kate Godwin / Coagula, DC's first transgender hero, from Doom Patrol #70, who was created by Pollack and pencilled by Scot Eaton. The comic will also reprint Pollack and artist Michael Allred's Vertigo Visons: The Geek. Finally, the one-shot will also feature a new Coagula short story from Pollack's friend and collaborator Joe Corallo and artist Rye Hickman.

DC Pride: A Celebration of Rachel Pollack #1 goes on sale on June 6, 2024.

DC Pride: Uncovered #1 is a collection of variant covers spotlighting DC's LGBTQIA+ characters across the DCU. The collection is scripted by Andrea Shea, DC editor and includes covers from Jen Bartel, Phil Jimenez, Jim Lee, Joshua “Sway” Swaby, David Talaski, Babs Tarr, Kris Anka, and more.

DC Pride: Uncovered #1 goes on sale on June 11, 2024. The collection of covers features a main cover by Jen Bartel and variant covers by Oscar Vega, Luciano Vecchio, Mateus Manhanini, and Jim Lee, Scott Williams, and Tamra Bonvillain.

(Images via DC Comics - Cover of DC Pride: A Celebration of Rachel Pollack #1 and Jen Bartel's Main Cover of DC Pride: Uncovered #1)

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listerbirdloml · 10 months

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Double Vison in Rose Blush

Summary: Jimmy is confused. His opinions on mullets have changed, and he has a new favourite Brooklyn Nine Nine episode.

Characters: Jimmy Kaga-Ricci, Alister 'Lister' Bird, Rowan Omondi, Angel Rahimi (very briefly), A random man I made up

Warnings: strong language (surprise surprise), slight self deprecation, VERY brief mentions to past alcoholism, someone who knows NOTHING about dance trying to write about dance

Ship: Bicci

Word Count: 3.3k

just me being silly and goofy once again

Since turning fourteen, and then fifteen, then sixteen and seventeen, eighteen, and now nineteen, Jimmy Kaga-Ricci has learned a few things.

Number one. One day, Granddad was going to die. And he had to accept that.

Number two. Being famous is not as fun as he thought it would be.

Number three. Skinny jeans maybe are a bit millennial now.

And number four. Lister Bird was hot.

Lister Bird, who fell into the filthy Rochester river when they were fifteen. Lister Bird, who once licked a lamppost on Oxford Street because Rowan dared him. Lister Bird who watched the note book at sixteen and wept for hours. Lister Bird, who refuses to wear trousers unless absolutely crucial, and Lister Bird, who sometimes bites his toenails (The worst crime out of all of these, Jimmy thought.)

He was hot. worldly renowned for it, in fact.

It was entirely unfair. No one could be that effortlessly attractive. If given a YouTube video and twenty minutes, Lister could learn any skill known to man. Be it guitar, dance, or even knitting for a week (Jimmy still had the scarf he’d been gifted), Lister was brilliant. But he was also real. He wasn’t perfect all the time, and he didn’t even try to pretend that he was. He was a recovering alcoholic with repressed mummy issues. He just so happened to have the face of Adonis and the body to match it.

It just didn’t seem to make sense to Jimmy, but after coming across his Calvin Kelvin photoshoot the other week, and this week watching the video Lister was featured in from Centurion Dance Complex (the studio in London he often attended. The fans took months to recover from those videos, and now, it would seem, Jimmy did too), it did. It made perfect sense to him.

In the video, Lister was wearing a crop top with a stupid slogan about riding cowboys that he had kept repeating as of recent, and some joggers. Nothing that significant. His hair wasn’t particularly note-worthy; it was just slightly messier than normal due to the exertion. There was a group of people involved in this dance, but Lister and another guy around their age seemed to be the main pair. The song sounded like a Eurovision judges wet dream, and Lister and the other dancer performed it just as well as Jimmy expected from the multi-talented drummer and the professional.

There was only one thing that bothered Jimmy.

It was hot. Really hot.

The song itself was suggestive, and the lyrics were definitely not ones Jimmy would show to his Grandad. But the dance was worse in a way. The other guy (Finn? Flynn? Jimmy couldn’t quite remember), was shorter than Lister, reaching his shoulder in a way similar to Jimmy. His hair was a dark brown, and his skin tone a light olive. The way that he and Lister managed to move together made Jimmy wonder if perhaps they’d been together at some point.

But then, memories of his conversation with Lister from Week-From-Hell-We-Can-No-Longer-In-Good-Conscience-Discuss put a stop to that thought process. It was true; Rowan and Jimmy had truly misjudged their best friend. That wasn’t even to mention the heavy undertones of biphobia in their assumptions. They knew Lister Bird was bisexual, and they knew he enjoyed partying. And therefore, they had begun to assume that was all he was. Some slutty bisexual who slept with anyone who caught their eye. Jimmy had truly been a terrible friend.

Something in his gut felt fuzzy as he watched Lister so gracefully follow the rhythm of the song and coordinate with those around him. Finn (or Flynn) maintained eye contact with the drummer as they both backed up, some of the backup dancers performing their own choreography. Once they were done, Lister was front and centre once again. While Jimmy couldn’t exactly comprehend what the blonde was doing as he danced, he knew he liked it. A lot. If there were accidents or missteps, Jimmy wasn’t informed enough about the art of dance to register them.

At one point, with a hand on Flynn's (Finns?) chest, Lister stood behind him, guiding their hips to sway to the music as their chests rose and fell. Flynn/Finn wraps an arm around Listers neck, and the blonde uses it to twirl them into the next part of the dance, a hand on the small of his back that splays the entire width. Staring at them like that though, standing still for the microsecond they were, Jimmy couldn’t help but imagine it was him there. Dancing in a downright dirty way with Lister, hands never leaving one another for longer than a few moments. The other dancer did look a little bit like him, stature-wise. But Jimmy had to admit that he was definitely more attractive than himself. He was all bright skin and happy eyes, while Jimmy was eye bags and moody frowns.

In the final part of the song, Lister has the other dancer lifted in the air with arms around his thighs, the camera operator coming in closer and managing to capture the slight bulge of Lister's arms from the exertion, the slight sweat clinging to his skin, and the way his chest moved up and down in his heavy breaths. His face was serious, but as the music cuts out and the audio of the music fades into the raw studio audio, he breaks into a grin as claps erupt around him. The video ends with Lister setting the guy down carefully and accepting a bottle of water.

Oh god. If the photo shoot was bad, this was terrible. Downright evil behaviour from the drummer.

"Jim?"

With a startled shout, Jimmy slammed down his laptop, pulling his headphones down and looking up.

"I was watching porn!"

Oh. god.

There was silence from Lister, who had unknowingly interrupted an awakening caused by himself. He seemed unable to piece the right words together, licking his lips a few times. Okay, well, uh, the foods here." With that, Lister headed out of the living room and back to the hallway, likely going to his room.

"That was..." It was Rowan this time, who stood in the adjoining kitchen, face mere moments away from cracking. "Well, you definitely seem innocent now." Bastard. He was enjoying this.

Jimmy groaned, sliding further into the couch and covering his face. Rowan laughed at this, his phone in his hand as he texted someone. Likely bliss to tell her of his mortifying attempt at being caught watching Lister dance.

Lister was back now, phone in hand and a quarter zip covering his upper body. He happily dug around in the bag of food until he found his order of chicken chow mien and joined Jimmy on the couch, holding another container.

"Sweet and sour, for a sour guy." Lister grinned, setting down the takeaway container on the table in front of Jimmy and turning on Netflix. Brooklyn Nine Nine, obviously. Jimmy's face was still crimson as he picked up the food, and the cutlery Lister offered him. Sitting this close to Lister before wouldn’t have bothered him before. Maybe if he was biting his toe nails. But now, sitting next to the drummer made Jimmy want to throw up. Their legs were so close; Listers pale but thick thigh was only centimetres away from Jimmys tanned and slimmer ones, and every time the blonde laughed at the TV or Rowans commentary, Jimmy felt the heat grow closer and closer.

Okay. He was definitely fucked.

"For the love of God, cut it."

"No, it’s in style."

"Is it really, Alister? Really?"

"Don’t patronise me, Rowathon." No matter how fit Jimmy had come to understand Lister was, he was still annoying.

"Im not. Im just saying, Mullets haven’t been in style since, like, my dad had one."

"You don’t get it. Im bisexual."

"What the fuck? What the fuck does that even mean?"

"JimJam, for the love of God, help me out here."

Sighing as he was forcefully pulled into this argument between his two band members, he put his phone in his pocket. "It's like his uniform, Rowan."

"Thank you!" Lister sighed appreciatively, looking at Jimmy in the mirror. They were all in the main bathroom of the flat, Jimmy sitting on a small stool they kept in there for ‘boy time’ which Lister had dubbed Jimmy's T injections. Meanwhile, Lister stood over Rowan, applying bleach to his hair. How they got cecily to agree to that Jimmy had no idea. They were planning on dying it pink, as Rowan wanted to match his older sister's new braids. But somehow they had began to argue about the mullet Lister had begun to grow. Rowan hated it, repeatedly calling it the lowest point white boys have ever reached. Lister loved it. He constantly cited drummers like Roger Taylor from Queen because he was, quote, "trying to harness their energy through hair."

"What the fuck does that mean?" Rowan sounded about at his limit.

"It means that he has a mullet, he has patchwork tattoos, he likes flares, and he dresses like a cowboy. It’s a thing."

"At least one of you hoes get me." Lister winked at Jimmy, and the nineteen-year-old couldn’t help the feelings of butterflies not only fluttering in his stomach but also attempting to break free. If this was how their fans felt about them, then honestly, Jimmy felt like he understood their mania. Well, a little, at least.

"God, I hate gay people." Jimmy and Lister laughed at that, with Lister poking his tongue out at Rowan through the mirror.

“Okay, fine, do your own hair." Lister put down the applicator and held his hands up.

"Oh, fuck off. Finish it."

"That doesn’t sound like a please or thank you, Ro-Ro." The glare that Rowan levelled Lister with through the mirror was enough for him to pick the brush back up.

As he worked away again, Jimmy disconnected from their conversation. He opened his phone again and opened his messages with Angel. He hadn’t told the others that he still spoke to her, in fear of how Rowan would react. He wasn’t exactly her biggest fan.

JimJam

Okay so here’s a hypothetical question

Angel

oh goodie

my favourite

JimJam

Ikr

So if a white boy is growing a mullet and it doesn’t immediately repulse you

What does that mean??

Angel

it means your heart has been colonised

JimJam

Hilarious for that one

No but like is that the true sign of love??

I’m looking at this like dammm and not boo tomato tomato

Angel

tomato tomato?? stop hanging around lister istg

also yeah youre like in love with lister we get it old news

did it seriously take a mullet for you to realise this??

JimJam

Blocked.

"Who you texting, Jimothy?" It was lister, and he was once again looking at him in the mirror.

"Your mum." Jimmy replied, watching as Listers face fell into mock hurt.

"Rude."

"I bet he has a boyfriend." Rowan teased, holding the towel around his shoulders tighter.

Lister looked up at that, and Jimmy was sure he could see Lister swallow, mouth no longer a relaxed smile, and now a more tense straight line. Before, Jimmy would ignore things like this. After the bathroom incident, he would’ve seen it for the obvious signs Lister at some point liked him. Now, he thought it was hot. Really fucking hot.

"Just Grandad. He was telling me we were the answer to his crossword earlier." Jimmy lied smoothly, now scrolling through his secret Twitter. It had zero links to him or the band, and he’d even blocked all mentions of himself or Rowan on it. Lister, however, well he followed several different accounts about Lister.

@/lister-bird-as-cats

@/listerbirdhourly

@/listerbirdupdates

@/birdedits

Was it weird? Absolutely. Was it the very thing he critiqued their own fans for? Yes. Was he ashamed, guilty, even? of course. Did he want to stop?

No.

The lights in the living room were set to the lowest setting, the large-screened TV creating more lights than anything else. Lister was sitting on the couch, mindlessly nibbling the tip of his thumb as he watched the Brooklyn 99 episode play in front of him. Every so often, he would pick up his phone next to him and answer a text, like a tweet, taking a picture of the screen and posting it to his story. Just mindlessly enjoying his spare time.

Jimmy only knew this because he’d been standing in the doorway for the last twenty minutes, hemming and hawing at the idea of making his presence known. In one option, he could announce himself. Join Lister on the couch. Perhaps they could share the blanket Lister had wrapped around his shoulders. Jimmy could squeeze in close to the drummer, lie his head on his chest, and listen to the heart he loved the most in the world create beautiful patterns that sounded like hymns. They could hold each other close, skin melting together in a way that wasn’t proper for two people who only called one another friends.

But in some way, he felt he didn’t deserve it. It might not have been his fault that he wasn’t aware of his feelings for Lister until recently, but he didn’t feel any less guilty over it. The blonde had spent so many years harbouring this secret from the rest of the world, only to have it drunkenly spilled in a bathroom with a kiss to an unreciprocated friend. He didn’t want to even imagine the shame Lister must have felt after that. The need to open another bottle and attempt to erase it from memory to be able to sanely move on with day-to-day life. Jimmy felt it was insensitive to then go, 'haha, oops! Turns out I actually do like you!’

"JimJam."

It would seem Lister had made the decision for him. The drummer had turned his body around, his arm leaning on the back of the couch, so that he could get a better view of the singer wordlessly occupying the doorway. His hair was a mess, and if Jimmy focused on it, he could see the darkness of a five o’clock shadow ghosting the drummer's cheeks and chin. Jimmy couldn’t help but think this was Lister at his most beautiful. Unguarded and at rest.

"You sitting down or what?"

Nowadays, saying no to Lister is incredibly difficult for Jimmy.

Shuffling farther into the room, hands wringing one another, Jimmy sat down on the far end of the couch, lister staring at him with what seemed to be fond confusion over the wide gap. Jimmy tried not to turn his head to lister fully in fear of the foolish things his impulse control might let slip. If he looked at golden hair and sapphire eyes while feeling as weak as he did in that very moment, he very well may have pounced on the unsuspecting drummer.

They sat in silence for an episode, watching as another loaded on the screen.

HalloVeen. Listers favourite.

The drummer sat up in his chair slightly, resting his elbow on the armrest and his head on his fists. He sighs through his nose, and Jimmy can’t help but stare at his lips. They’re slightly cracked, the drummer not drinking enough water. The episode plays on, with Lister huffing laughs from his nose at his favourite parts.

"I need a Jake and Amy kind of love." The drummer says mindlessly. He pulls a face for a moment before turning to Jimmy. "Uhh, I mean, you know… someday... with someone... who definitely isn’t you." It was obvious the drummer was scared about the possibility of Jimmy thinking he was coming onto him. Worried that there would be more rejection and more uncomfortableness. Nethertheless it still hurt.

Jimmy glances at him, at the worry of his thumb scratching his hands and the way he pulls the blanket tighter around himself.

No one speaks for a moment or so. And then,

"Lister, I-"

"Look Jim-"

Jake's hand is handcuffed to a filing cabinet. There’s quiet for another moment, and when Jimmy finds himself breaking it, he is most surprised.

“you go."

Lister laughed a little bit, glancing around nervously and coughing into his elbow in a manner more likely attributed to nerves than anything in his throat. He turns to face Jimmy properly.

"I uh, I promise I don’t like you anymore."

Huh?

Jimmy shook his head, trying to conjure up the right words. Words that aren’t screaming. Screams of his missed chance. Of the admiration he took for granted and used as a personal ego boost. He took too long to come to terms with his feelings. his undecided heart taking longer than he had been given time for, and now he was too late. He’d missed his opening and his chance of happiness at Listers side. Lister was speaking again.

"Yeah, yeah I promise. It doesn’t have to be uncomfortable between us anymore. We can just go back to being friends."

"Lister."

"I mean, I can’t promise that feelings are, like, absolutely gone. I'm only human, and i’ve liked- I liked you since we were like thirteen, and that's a long time for feelings to-"

Jimmy didn’t even really register the fact that his body was moving. But now that he could feel the hair in his hands and lips on his own, he realised that his muscles likely had something to do with that. His eyes are tightly shut, terrified that this would become a dream should he open them.

There’s a handmaid circling the precinct on TV. Jimmy is kissing Lister, and Lister is kissing back.

The drummer is the first to pull back, looking at Jimmy in a way that makes the singer's breath stutter in time with his heart. His eyes are wide, and his pupils are slightly blown. Blue eyes are jumping between dark brown eyes and light brown lips, seemingly unsure of which he wanted to pay attention to at the moment.

"I don’t want you to be over me." Jimmy finally manages to say, closing his eyes again and resting his forehead against Listers. The drummer's large hands are still resting on Jimmy's bicep, where they have landed in his shock at being kissed. Jimmy's own were still settled amongst long, mousey waves.

Lister doesn’t seem to be able to form words, but he leans back in and kisses the singer for another time. Everything is different from their first time, and yet it’s entirely the same. They’re at home instead of a bathroom for a concert they don’t want to play. They’re in their comfortable pyjamas rather than performative stage clothes. Jimmy isn’t worried about makeup smudging on his or Listers chin. Jimmy isn’t hanging on by a thread, and Lister isn’t drunk.

This time, when the two separate, Jimmy moves his hand to instead cradle the soft skin of Lister's cheek.

 Lister won’t speak just yet; maybe shock. Maybe distress. Maybe disgust. Or perhaps anger. justified anger towards Jimmy for unknowingly leading him on for five years, then brushing off the confession of love he received, and then changing his mind and deciding he too had feelings.

Jake and Amy are standing in an evidence room, and Lister and Jimmy are sitting on a couch.

"I know it’s selfish. I’m sorry. I really am, Lis. I know it took me some time, but I’m here now." Lister still looks like he can’t believe his luck, and they both extend him the curtosey of pretending not to see tears wetting his lash line. "I like you, Lister."

Lister lets out a chuckle that sounds like it was stuck in his throat. “Well, that's good. I was absolutely lying about being over you."

Jake is down on one knee, and Lister is kissing Jimmy.

#i was born for this #iwbft #lister bird #jimmy kaga ricci #rowan omondi #the ark #bicci #jake and amy kind of love FR #i haven’t seen b99 in so long writing this was nostalgic #lister bird ur so pretty king #osemanverse #title from Gold Rush by Taylor Swift

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animatewarriorcats · 2 years

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Oakfur! He was Wetfoot's apprentice introduced to Fireheart in Fire and Ice. He went on to train Tawnypelt, Smokepaw, Tigerheart, and Ferretclaw, before finally retiring in the Vison of Shadows arc. He becomes a kin member when Rowanstar loses to Darktail, but soon finds that the Kin are vicious and have no qualms endangering Shadowclan's elders, as he is placed on the front lines in the Riverclan battle. He defects to Thunderclan after that battle due to his wounds but he returns to Shadowclan when its reformed, and remains there as an elder in the current books as of Sky.

other things of interest, he was an apprentice with Rowanstar despite being a bit older than him, and during a time when Tigerstar 1 appointed many rogues to warriors before the current shadowclan apprentices which Oakpaw resented. I imagine the two cats have a lot of camaraderie for the history they share, which seems to be supported by his defense of Rowanclaw in Tawnypelts novella, when he says "It was the Clan who turned on Rowanclaw, not the other way around." He also trains Rowanclaw's kit Tigerheart, as well as Tawnypelt so undoubtedly He's like family, which would be fun to explore as he has no canon kin.

#Oakfur #Shadowclan #Warrior #Elder #warriors #warriors designs #warriorcats #warrior cats #warrior designs #warrior cats designs #warriorcats designs #warriorcat designs

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margindoodles2407 · 8 months

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Consider, also:

"I'll Make a Man Out of You" from Mulan but it's Wars and the Chain

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Excerpt:

Wild: I'm never gonna catch my breath--

Twi: Say goodbye to those who knew me!

Sky: Boy, was I a fool in school for cutting gym!

Time (internally): This guy's got 'em scared to death.

Four: Hope he doesn't see right through me!

Wind: NOW I REALLY WISH THAT I KNEW HOW TO SWIM

(get it because if you are in the water too long he drowns for some reason despite living on an island in the middle of an ocean)

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Meanwhile Legend is sipping his tea and reading a book, pretending not to be interested while in reality he is trying not to die laughing

DO YOU SEE MY VISON

#linked universe #margin rambles #consider

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afterthegreatunknown · 3 months

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Hi!! Do you have any hcs about the Quagmire triplets? :))

Hello anon! I have headcanons for the Quagmires triplets, book-verse and Netflix show, being different continuities.

As I am in a Netflix ASOUE mood today, the headcanons about the Quagmires triplets headcanons are for the Netflix show. It's rather long, so it's going to go underneath the cut after Duncan's headcanons.

I do hope you enjoy my Netflix-based headcanons!

Duncan Quagmire

Alongside wanting to be a journalist, Duncan has a habit of writing down interesting history facts in his commonplace notebook.

Has terrible handwriting. Worse, Duncan sometimes eats when writing, so there’s food stains on a few pages that smudges his already messy handwriting.

As there is evidence of a low-key romance between Violet and Duncan in the books (very low-key), Duncan has a crush on Violet, thinking he’s subtle with it (he’s not).

Gets close to Hector during post-TVV. Duncan isn’t sure why, but he thinks it may be due to both of them being close on the verge of crying when they feel like it.

Even though he’s the oldest, Duncan is the timidest of his siblings, and would prefer to avoid any means of confrontation. Duncan stopping Carmelita bullying the Baudelaires was him taking assertive action for the first time.

While not really a night owl, Duncan can survive the day with only five hours of sleep without getting (too) cranky and snapping at someone.

Always likes to keep his hair short as well as neat. Duncan doesn’t mind long hair (he even grew it out once to match Quigley for an April Fools prank), but he personally thinks the long hair image is not for him, for he is neat and organized.

Would never think about using physical force in any way or form, even if the person probably deserves it; Duncan is a true pacifist.

Is not a swearer, because he doesn’t know many swears words/too polite.

Duncan has perfect vision (or at least better than Isadora’s vison). As such, he’s the first to spot Quigley at the ruins of Anwhistle Aquatic.

Isadora Quagmire

Alongside her interest in poetry, she has a love of cursive. Isadora can also copy other people handwriting. She can’t copy Duncan’s handwriting though.

Due to having long hair, Isadora likes to experiment with different hairstyles, usually with her mother’s help. The main style she likes the most is her default down look.

Isadora doesn’t like to use physical force, so more often than not Isadora will try insulting a person to their face. That said, Isadora almost throws a punch at Carmelita when the girl tried to bully Duncan and got him close to crying, but stop due to Duncan’s insisting

Is bi, like her namesake (Isadora Duncan). Isadora has crush on Klaus. For a while, she had a crush on Carmelita until the ‘bullying Duncan’ incident made Isadora do a 180.

Isadora’s favorite meal of the day is breakfast. Her favorite type of breakfast food is pancakes (with fruit), so she’s always extra happy when it’s being served.

Definitely know some swear words. Isadora learns them all through tutors and visitors to the household who believed were swearing in private, when the reality is Isadora was eavesdropping on them.

While having a great relationship with her brothers, Isadora wishes that she has a sister she can talk to. There are things Duncan and Quigley will never understand completely.

Isadora likes to doodles random things in her commonplace notebook. As she is not the greatest artist, Isadora’s doodles sometimes look similar to cursive handwriting.

Isadora has a fear of heights, so her climbing up the Self-Sustaining Hot Air Mobile Home was super scary. Living in it is such, a challenge for her, but she managed.

Quigley Quagmire

Alongside his interest in cartography, Quigley has a minor interest in photography. He really likes to take photos of the night sky, especially if the moon is full.

Is a prankster, but only if he’s in the mood to cause trouble. He roped Duncan in the past for April Fools due to being identical to one another and has no regrets.

Despite being the youngest, Quigley is mistaken for the oldest because he’s much more assertive than Duncan, which creates the ‘oldest triplet’ impression.

Messy Eater™. At times, Quigley will eat with the wrong utensil or eat by hand if there are no utensil around for him to use.

Always has the wish to grow out his hair. It’s not like Quigley hates his short and neat hair, he just wants a look that reflects him being a messy and disorganized person. As such, Quigley post-Quagmire fire didn’t bother to cut his hair to live out his dream.

Is not only a light sleeper, but Quigley also has difficult falling to sleep. If he’s disturbed by any noise, it’s hard for him to go back to sleep with ease.

Quigley once tried taking accordion lessons, but dropped it because it was much more difficult than he imagined. Reading about Snicket made Quigley wish he continued it.

Honestly did not except himself to get a crush on Violet after knowing her for a few hours, but Quigley has no regrets with their implied first kiss.

Hates himself for looking inside the Sugar Bowl. He wished he never look inside it.

Quigley only knew Hector for a few minutes, but he 100% trusts the handyman.

#my asks #asoue #a series of unfortunate events #netflix asoue #asoue netflix #quagmire triplets #duncan quagmire #isadora quagmire #quigley quagmire #headcanons

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casimirt · 11 months

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Soho Bookshop

The smell of you, it lingers. And I hate it when it fades. Hot coco and old books feel homley, and when its not longer on my clothes and hair I feel so far away.

The gentle turning of pages, the murmur of traffic outside. It adds a certain, melody, to the otherwise silent air. Your quiet breath and stiring of tea makes up the backdrop of my dreams.

The leather couch and knitted rug have welcomed me many a night. Small comforts, though knowing you're within reach soothes me more than I can describe.

I hadn't noticed how regular my visits had become. At first it was only for favours, now for company and sweet conversation. I miss your gentle charm and well read mind when you're not my destination.

Your little shop filled with other people's words, could not narrate all the ways I desire you. Your softness, your eagerness, your kindness. How your eyes crinkle at the corners when you smile- I admire you.

What heavenly forces saw it fit to create such a vison. Such a delicious temptation one would think it were dreampt up by demons. From your feathered wing tips to leather wing tipped shoes; you are perfection.

If interested, see also it's partner poem- My Dear

#love #love quotes #ineffable #poems and poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #aziraphale x crowley #crowley and aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #ineffable partners #good omens fandom #good omens

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melancholypancakes · 6 months

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{Disclaimer: this is fan-made, fan fiction and I don't own black cat at all this is just a "what if" of character scenario}

In Earth-42, there is no spiderman to protect the city of Brooklyn.

Only chaos and crime, however there is one superhero though.

Black cat, unlike other realities of Black Cat, this one became a superhero.

Felicia García, is a down to earth and gothic teenage girl in Brooklyn.

In this universe she attends to Brooklyn Visons Academy like Miles.

Felicia is the daughter of Lydia Hardy & Andrés García.

Lydia Hardy was the black cat burglar ever since she was a young adult but as time went by she fell in love with police officer Andrés García.

Lydia Hardy ended up giving up her life of the Black Cat to be with Andrés.

She revealed to him she was the burglar but wanted to change her ways, if he'll have her.

Andrés embraced her and accepted her, even if she did crimes.

He knew she had a good heart, they both ended up having two children.

Antonio García and Felicia García, Antonio is a military man these days so he's often not at home.

Lydia and Andrés raised their little girl and make sure she has a good life.

Lydia ended up filling a position to work for the Mayor of New York City.

However, Lydia gets murdered by a criminal named crossbones.

Unfortunately, she had a debt to pay for her life when she did burglary and own prople money.

She was survived by her husband and children.

Felicia was mourning and vengeful, but she knew she couldn't bring her mother back.

After Lydia's death, Andrés told Felicia about her mother's work in the past.

Shock by the news, butshe decided after her mother's death she would become Black Cat not a burglar but into a superhero!

To save people, protect New York City and make it safe as it once was all those years ago...

Felicia is friends with Miles Morales along with Gankee, Mike, Ari, Jin, and her best friend Zoe.

Zoe, Antonio and her father are the only ones her know about her secret identity.

Unknown to Felicia, Miles is Prowler and her archenemy.

Felicia love interest is Miles Morales as well as her friend.

Felicia is Miles opposite, as she is warm, loving, kind, always willing to help and selfless.

Black Cat is the only superhero in Brooklyn, she may not be a Spiderman or the perfect superhero like Wonder woman or Batman.

But she does her best and her best is enough.

Black Cat may not be the superhero this universe wanted but she is what they need.

Felicia made her costume herself based off Cat woman, her weapons and belt off Batman.

Felicia favorite foods are pretzels, hot dogs and pizza.

Felicia listens to 80s music, rap, alternative rock, R&B, and hip hop.

Felicia is known to be down to earth, nerdy and comic book reader at school.

As Black Cat she talks seductively, her way of hiding her real voice.

She got the idea from Catwoman in the Batman comics.

{...}

In Earth 1610, Felicia Hardy is a young cat burglar.

Walter Hardy, her father, and her mother Lydia Hardy take her under their wing in crime.

Unfortunately, as Felicia turned into a teenager her father was murdered.

She followed in her father's footsteps after his death to become the cat burglar.

Calling herself, Black Cat to seek vengeance for her father.

However, she soon learned that her father wasn't dead but was in prison.

Her mother covered up the story since he would never get out.

Felicia was upset that her mother lied to her but she couldn't let her father rot in prison.

So, she broke into prison and got her father out of there.

However unknown to her, her father fell into a disease and it was too late for him.

As he succumbed to his disease he told his daughter, "Never settle for less".

She was devastated as she witnessed her father's passing.

Lydia grew bitter after her husband's death and continued Felicia's remaining to be a thief.

With the help of a few mentors to teach her daughter how to fight.

Lydia would work in the shadows, her daughter's guide in crime.

#Black cat #felicia hardy #spider man #spider man across the spider verse #miles morales #prowler miles #miles morales prowler #earth 42 prowler #fanmade #Miles morales x black cat

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ynbabe · 2 years

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Truth

Word count: 535

Genre: one-shot

Warnings: none

Pg rating: all ages appropriate

Male pronouns mentioned

It was a good day, why wouldn't it be? The sun was shining, the sky clear, there was no universe ending catastrophe and you all finally had time to rest.

Everyone was in the movie room, Peter was forcing everyone to watch a star trek movie, but no one other than Tony, Y/n and him were paying attention.

Peitro was sitting with a large bowl of popcorn next to clint, both of them comically arguing about something. Bruce was alseep with his glasses on the bean bag with natasha next to him cleaning her knives and guns.

Steve and Bucky were sitting in the corner of the room, the brunette reading a book and the blonde sketching something in his journal, looking down to his russian counterpart who was lying on his lap and then back to his journal again.

Sam was sitting on the hand rest of the sofa, legs folded and his phone in his hands.

Vison sat next to me, his head resting on my shoulder, occasionally whispering a series of 1's and 0's.

Everything felt unreal, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Y/n, the movie isn't on Wanda's face," Tony teased the boy sitting next to him, making his face blush.

I couldn't help but laugh as the young boy hid his face under his hands.

"Y/n, do you need something?" I asked him as everyone went back to doing what they were but he didn't say anything choosing to fidget with his hands instead.

The lights flickered but went back to normal before anyone could notice.

Fifteen minutes passed and nothing changed, not even the sky.

"Stop"

I turned to look at Y/n but no one else seemed to notice his outburst.

"Wanda stop it, please," he got up purple mist floated from his body, " Youre not helping anybody, you're making everything worse." He screamed and walked towards me making me stand up.

"Y/n what are you talking about? I am doing nothing." I answered honestly, I didn't know what was happening.

Why was no one else seeing this, why were they just ignoring him?

"Y/n I- " I started but he interrupted me,

"This is cruel, they don't deserve this, this Earth doesn't deserve this!" He screamed, his voice growing hoarse and eyes turning purple, the veins on his face rising and matching the colour of his eyes and the power eminating from his hands.

I was terrified, "Y/n please, I don't know what you are saying-" I tried to explain but realisation struck my core, "this Earth? Why did you say this Earth?"

His eyes widened and then narrowed with determination, "because it's your fault mine is gone." he snarled and a wave of energy spread through the room, slowly turning everything to ash revealing the broken walls of the compound.

Tony, Natasha, Peitro were gone, behind me vision faded away.

"What did you do? WHAT DID YOU DO?" Memories tore into my mind, of Thanos, Ultron, Hydra...

Y/n grit his teeth and opened a portal behind him, "I showed you the truth," and disappeared.

#marvel #marvel x reader #marvel x male reader #mcu #mcu x reader #mcu x male reader #wanda #scarlet witch #vision #tony stark #peter parker #pietro maximoff #wanda maximoff #wanda maximov

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Do you have any theories about the next two ACOTAR books?

SJM also said CC3 sets up ACOTAR5. Do you think she means romantic pairing or plot (or both)?

I have so many theories and I'll be curious to see if I even get one right! 😂

To start, I think CC3 setting up future ACOTAR books has nothing to do with ships and everything to do with plots. I know in the HOSAB spoiler interview, she mentioned that now the ACOTAR characters are going to be thinking "if Bryce was able to enter their world, does that mean others would too?" Which to me means that those creatures who have been trying to find their way back to the original world that threw them out will use portals to return which means a threat even bigger than Koschei and the Human Queens will be a concern.

Theories I feel are a strong possibility (I have posts that go into detail as to why I think each of these but this will be basic summary):

Vassa and Jurian will end up together, and ruling over the small slice of land that connects the human world to Spring.

Elain will make her way to Spring and end up as High Lady (or interim High Lady) and Lucien will the one that helps her in that role. Not only is he very aware of how a Court should run but he's friends with Vassa and Jurian. There would be no better pairing to share a border with those two than Elain and Lucien, especially because SF reminds us how important the Spring Court is politically due to it's location.

Elucien Calanmai scene. If Elain is HL, performing the Rite with Lucien (the last to fulfill the duties of a High Lord in the Rite) would be exactly the sort of union needed to restore the land to it's former strength. Plus, Lucien deserves to have his last memories of the Rite replaced with new (better ones).

I know Elain is a Seer but really, I can't imagine a whole book of her having visions that are just "hints" of what's to come. With the vison of the ravens and her visions of Vassa, she was given clues but they were still unclear and they weren't necessarily things she could do. Most of her visions seem to benefit others but don't seem to be something that belongs to her in the way Nesta's power of death or Feyre's powers from the High Lords belonged to them. And visions still leave her sort of useless when it comes to a battle scene. So I think Elain's other abilities will be that she can shift into an owl and that she'll end up being a healer (physically healing wounds, bringing back the crops on the Prison Island since I'm guessing it's decline is the reason the Pegasus numbers dwindled). There seem to be hints that Koschei's onyx box is located on the Prison island so that's another reason they may end up there which ties in to the Pegasus storyline. I'm also thinking that Vassa's curse may actually be a Valg type infection in her blood and if Elain is a healer, she'd be the one to remove it. I originally thought Lucien would but neither Feyre or Helion have been able to sense a spell within her, saying it seems to be "woven into her blood" and Lucien will share in their powers.

I think Lucien, however, will play a major role in actually defeating Koschei after learning if his Day Court heritage since he was "setting his target" in SF, though both he and Elain would travel to the continent together (with Jurian too).

Things I think could happen though I'm less confident on:

Gwyn is able to find Narben and pull it from the sea (or call it to her).

I do think she's a possible lightsinger BUT not at all evil. Rhys has "evil" type powers when you consider the twins were also demati but he only used those powers to protect those he loved. Regardless of lightsingers possessing a darker sort of power, Gwyn would NEVER use it against the main characters we love. It would be used against the bad guys. I do think it's something she'd struggle with though, the desire to use it on others even if they deserved it. But I think that would make her well matched to Az who also struggles with his self worth because he enjoys revenge and knows he's done the things he's done.

I'm back and forth on whether we're meant to focus on the mystery of her grandfather or the mystery of her father. If it's her grandfather, I could see it being Beron and Azriel ends up challenging him in the Blood Duel. If it's her father, it's a long shot but I wonder if there's any way he could end up being Illyrian which I kind of love the thought of.

People like to take the "appear as a friendly face" line and try to turn Gwyn evil with it but I think a more interesting spin would be if Az fell in love with Gwyn or developed a strong friendship with her. They'd both discover her Illyrian heritage at a later point and her friendly face would suddenly be someone that appeared as a foe to Az because of his issues with the Illyrians. Gwyn would have a reason to kick Azriel's ass for his reaction and Az would have to do some much needed groveling, not to mention he'd really have to face his issues head on and embrace his heritage.

I also think Az might lose his shadows for a bit because the things his shadows want (like the power that exists within Gwyn) and the things that Az sometimes commands them to do (fight on behalf of Elain or Mor) seem to be at odds in SF. Sort of like Bruce Banner and the Hulk, when the Hulk refused to come out until Bruce Banner learned to accept that the Hulk was his own person and not something to be used at his convenience. The two eventually merged into "Smart Hulk" and I think we'll see a similar journey for Az.

Back to Elucien, I wonder if the line that "Elain would do whatever is needed for this Court" is foreshadowing for Elain coming to the conclusion that because the NC needs Spring as an ally (and they're not getting it from Tamlin), she'll suggest an marriage alliance between she and Lucien after he discovers his Day Court heritage and she's involved in Spring. There was never a stronger show of unity than marrying the offspring of two different kingdoms and where her mother predicted she would only marry for love and beauty, it would be fascinating if Elain was the one to marry for political reasons (which would obviously then turn to love). And in turn, it would be Elain doing what was best for her sisters and the first Court she belonged to in Prythian. I also think it is possible she was living (or had been living) in the townhouse but not with Az. I don't think it's coincidental that Cassian specifically told us it was vacant and open for anyone who needed it, then we see a fire burning in HOSAB. Plus, after what happened on Solstice, I imagine Elain would want a place of her own so she's not constantly running into Az at the River House where IC business is conducted.

I could also see Lucien as High King. Not as a long term thing, just as the role is needed during the upcoming time of war.

I think Mor may end up with the Golden Queen as her love interest (there are hints she's not actually dead and may be a lion shifter) and that she'll end up leaving the NC on a a more permanent basis.

I believe the Dusk Court will never actually be a real Court at all but the location where other characters from other series may enter Prythian to join in one multiverse battle. It's where I also think Nesta will raise an army of the dead (those trapped in the stone) wearing the Mask to help in that final battle.

So that's what I've got so far! Sorry for the rambling and jumping all over. I'm sure there's about a million grammar mistakes, it all came out in brainstorming form.

Thank you for the ask!! 😊

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