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kj-1130 · 10 months
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Anything for You
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     As you and Michelle walk into the cafe together, you see that Wanda and Nat were already there, sitting in a corner booth. It wasn’t hard to spot them considering they never sit with their backs to the exits and that their bright red hair colors allowed them to stand out (not very spy-like of Natasha, in your opinion). 
     They both smile in your direction and you reciprocate the action, walking towards them. Once you reach the booth, both women give you each a hug that warmed you internally. When greetings were finished, MJ motioned for you to slide in first, knowing that you like the comfort and security of sitting on the inside and against the wall (something she figured out on the first date when you insisted she sit next to you instead of on the other side of the table).
     You all eventually got settled and let the serene atmosphere of the cafe wash over you. 
     “We already ordered for the both of you,” Wanda said, breaking the silence gently. 
     “And how did you know what we wanted?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow. She raised hers up in response and you immediately backed down. “Nevermind, I don’t need to know.” 
     Both Nat and MJ chuckled at your antics. Before the conversation could continue any further, the server came around with your drinks and pastries. Natasha had, unsurprisingly, gotten a black coffee and an almond croissant. Wanda got some sugary drink and a banana loaf. 
     You recieved a simple tea (coffee made you jittery and you were already shaky enough) and a cookie. An iced latte was placed in front of your girlfriend (she was always drinking something cold regardless of the weather) and a danish.
     Once the waiter left, you all began digging into your desserts and taking sips of your warm drinks (bar Michelle) hoping to warm up a bit. Winter in New York was no joke.
     As the three other women engaged in conversation, mainly about how MJ’s classes went for the first semester, you couldn’t help but gaze longingly at her danish. It looked like it could satisfy every single need you had right now. 
     Suddenly, you felt a knee nudge against yours. Looking up, you glance into brown eyes that held a soft stare. 
     “You want some?” Michelle asks gently, nodding in the direction of her food. 
     You nod sheepishly, knowing it’s a frequent habit of yours to ask for anything that she’s eating. 
     But, once again, she has no problem with it. Michelle would share everything with you if she could. Without hesitation, she tears her danish in half and puts it on a napkin to slide over to you. You smile at her gratefully and she gives your thigh a squeeze underneath the table before turning back to Wanda and Nat. 
       You stare at the table as you take the first bite. It tasted better coming from Michelle than if you would’ve gotten it yourself. As you chew and submerge into your thoughts, you stare at your cookie that you only took a bite out of. Glancing over, you see your girlfriend deep in her conversation with the two across from you. You heard the word midterm floating around there somewhere. 
     Straightening up with your idea, you pull the plate the cookie’s on into your lap, hopeful that it wouldn’t clatter too hard against the table since you were trying extra hard to be sneaky (if any of them heard something, they didn’t acknowledge it). With shaky hands, you pull the soft apart in two pieces. One piece was significantly larger than the other and you furrowed your eyebrows in frustration. You used to be able to split things in half much better than this. You tried not to dwell on it, though--Michelle told you to be kinder and more gentle with yourself. 
     You take another look at your girlfriend and see her waving her hands around as she talks. You love when she speaks about something she has passion for.
     Placing the larger piece of the cookie on the napkin that just so happened to be in front of you, you slide it slowly towards your girlfriend. 
     MJ sees it in the corner of her eye and stops talking for a second. She looks over at you and smiles, taking a bite of the cookie before starting the conversation up again. 
     For the rest of the outing, you stare at her side profile while she pretends not to notice. You pitch into the conversation every now and again but they all catch onto the fact that you’re otherwise preoccupied with something else. 
     Before you know it, the three are standing up and you’re left to follow their lead because you have absolutely no idea what was going on. Wanda and Nat tell you that you all will have to schedule another double date sometime because, in Nat’s words, they need to get to know their future daughter-in-law better (Wanda giggles at both you and Michelle’s flustered states). 
     You walk out together but go separate ways once out of the building. MJ helps you put your gloves back on and gets your beanie situated on your head (you were thankful you had slicked your hair back because you’d be freezing without it).
     Your girlfriend offers her arm to you and without missing a beat you link yours with hers. The two of you walk back to your apartment while window shopping, taking mental notes on what to get each other for the holidays. 
     You may be freezing your ass off right about now but you wouldn’t have it any other way. 
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weedle-testaburger · 2 years
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thinking about her
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(and about the fact su really went there and had a polyamorous character when hardly any media even acknowledges we exist)
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alwayspining · 1 year
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First kiss things in Bokura no micro na shuumatsu/僕らのミクロな終末 (2023) l ep 2 l dir. Miki Koichiro
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thattimdrakeguy · 10 months
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I don't know if anyone even knows what this comic is. But I super enjoy this little AU.
The sad thing is it only exists in about two digital miniseries to my knowledge, and not an ongoing. So there is not nearly enough of this dynamic working together.
Yeah, yeah, it's just Peter, Gwen, Harry, woopdie woop. I don't care, I like how they're modernized here. It's simple, fun, and pleasant. I enjoy that.
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meteorherd · 5 months
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breaks my heart that some people think tangle is a boring character. yeah she's not that complex in the sense that she's pretty easy to read but i feel like i didn't get the memo that apparently someone being emotionally open means they are like. boring. like i like whisper but i can't stand when people say whisper is the "better" character because 1) on what basis? bigger lore-heavy backstory doesn't automatically = better character and 2) that just like. defeats the purpose of how those two complement each other. whisper's got a lore-heavy backstory and tangle has a more simplistic one (at least by the looks of it right now), whisper's got more complicated motivations than tangle, etc., but that's like. Why they're interested in each other in the first place. this is pointless. like both this argument and me making a post ranting about it they're funny animals from a comic book. but it's FINE
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katnissgirlsmakedo · 10 months
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in all seriousness the reason i feel so grossed out by the idea of internet men watching bbc merlin is because i just know they will absolutely uncritically accept the absolutely disgusting and evil misogyny that is baked into that show and everything it stood for. and they’ll do it while making jokes about homoeroticism so they look fun and progressive without unpacking the fact that that homoeroticism only exists because of aforementioned disgusting and evil misogyny. yeah it is that serious. it’s literally so gross how many fandom people repackage misogyny into haha funny gay jokes. bbc merlin is probably the most misogynistic tv show i’ve ever seen and i’ve literally watched how i met your mother AND cobra kai. also men who think they’re funny shouldn’t be allowed to use the same internet as the rest of us.
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bfdifan26 · 2 months
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normally hfjone characters don’t really stick with me at all but i Love kylie
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Head hurts too much to make this post as in depth as I should/want to but I have to say with Peacemaker's amazons attack appearance its like, been like this since the Gunn show finished but it is pretty interesting to me that he was saying basically the exact same kind of dialouge he would've said in the 80s but now whenever hes all "I kill people for peace!" the reaction is "Man this guys a idiot!" instead of "Man this guys crazy!". Like interesting how even when his characterization remains the same peoples perception of him is still entirely different now. Im not saying its "better" or "worse" I know I have a habit of trying to say things like that are "better" or "worse" I am just pointing it out.
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kenobihater · 1 year
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reading andrew davies interviews and getting mad again
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navree · 2 years
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cannot believe we’re getting shit like the barbie movie and the dark barney because hollywood has decided it’s out of ideas as if there aren’t sooooooooooooooooo many historical dramas of people and events whose stories haven’t been told
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katmaatui · 2 years
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Whose decision was it to make Jason a priest in the flashpoint universe and where can I fight them because now its all anyone talks about for that verse
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kj-1130 · 11 months
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Anything for You
chapter 7
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     “Psst… pssst!” 
     You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and irritation, turning and trying to get away from the poking on your cheek. You groaned lowly when it only persisted, peeking your eyes open to see MJ’s face. 
     “Good morning,” she whispered softly, stroking your cheek, almost lulling you back to sleep. “Your phone’s been buzzing like crazy.”
     With a sigh, you reach over to the nightstand where your phone was located, and start pressing down, hoping that you’ll soon hit whatever button that gets the noise to stop. After a few seconds of the randomized tapping, silence returns and you snuggle back into Michelle’s chest who is happy to hold you close. The warmth and love she radiates is enough to suck you back into a peaceful rest. 
     Said peaceful rest lasts for only a few moments before it’s so rudely disturbed by the same buzzing you stopped only a little while ago. 
    With a hefty groan, you reach over once again, snatching the phone and pressing the ‘accept call’ button. 
     “What?” you demanded in a grouchy tone, giving up any hope of getting any more sleep. 
     “I’m outside. In the parking lot.” 
     You pulled the phone away from your ear with a frown on your face, squinting at the screen trying to decipher who was calling you at such an hour (it was well past 11 in the morning). Once you saw who it was, you let out a sigh and begrudgingly lifted the phone back to your ear. 
     “What are you talking about, Pepper?” you muttered out, rubbing your eyes tiredly. 
     “Our day out,” she said as if it was obvious. “I’m here.” 
     “Our what now?”
     The woman let out a short exhale that you could hear exhaustion seep out of. “Can you just…get ready? And come outside? Please?” 
     You laid there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to comprehend what was even going on. Your brain wasn’t even fully aware, with you not even being awake for five minutes yet.
     Then, you hung up. 
     Your hand falls from your face onto the bed as you let out a breath and close your eyes. 
     “Are you gonna get ready?” 
     “Hmm?” you hummed back looking up at Michelle with furrowed eyebrows.
     “You don’t wanna leave her waiting for too long…” she trails off, noticing your still confused face. “Pepper,” she clarifies.
      In response, you finally sit completely up and let out a sigh.
     “‘M not sure if I have the energy for…that right now.” 
     MJ copies your movements and puts an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into her. She could feel how tense you had gotten despite only waking up less than five minutes ago.
     “She’s…trying,” your girlfriend says after a moment of searching for a proper word. She senses you about to interject so she picks back up. “And I know. It’s too little, too late. Believe me, I know. But you’ve been trying too. Trying to get closure--trying to heal. Maybe in some way, this’ll help. All else fails, you set your boundary and you never have to do it again,” she finishes. 
     Letting the girl’s words ring around your head, you inhale deeply and slowly start to push yourself off the bed and stiffly make your way towards the closet. MJ watches you walk away, hoping and praying that all goes well. She couldn’t bear to watch you break once more. 
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     Pepper’s head snaps up as she’s startled from the sound of her car door opening and being slammed shut. The woman watched as you buckled yourself up with shaky hands and got (uncomfortably) settled. Eyeing your clothing choice of a hoodie and sweatpants with some old Nikes, she clears her throat gently.
     “I um…didn’t think you would come,” she confesses. 
     “I didn’t want to,” you replied. Seeing her grimace out the corner of your eye, you let out a sigh. “But…somebody said that something good might come from this so…” 
     The woman nodded and after a few more seconds of silence, put the car in drive and made her way out the parking lot. She cruised down the streets, taking short glances at you every now and then. 
     “So,” she starts hesitantly. “What do you like to do? Anywhere you wanna go?” 
     You briefly thought about telling her ‘back home’, but decided against it. Not only would Michelle be slightly upset (no matter how hard she’d try to hide it), your new therapist (found by your girlfriend) would be disappointed that you hadn’t taken this opportunity to heal yourself. 
     “I don’t really get out much…” you trail off. “Just book stores and stuff.” 
     Pepper nods in response. That wasn’t what she was expecting but surely she could find something for the two of you to do. Somewhere you could sit and she could learn about you, even if it was just the tiniest thing. 
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     It had been about an hour or so since Pepper had picked you up and the amount of bags you had sitting in her trunk were ridiculous. She had stopped by some stores (not any fancy boutiques, thank the lord) and bought anything she caught you eyeing for more than 2.5 seconds. She even thought of MJ and asked for your input of things you think she’d like. 
     You walked out with new clothes, shoes (nikes in particular as she had seen that the ones you had on were a little worn out), and some jewelry. 
     Currently, the two of you were at a little locally owned diner per your suggestion. You had become familiar with the owners over the years you came in with your girlfriend. 
     You shared some small talk. You asked about Morgan (who had been apparently singing your praises at home), she asked about how you and MJ had been settling in your apartment. 
     You were reluctantly enjoying yourself but it all seemed so…forced in a way. Like she was trying everything she could think of to appeal to you and make you like her. 
     “You don’t have to…buy me out, you know,” you said during a lull in conversation. 
     Pepper sighed and placed down the fry she was about to eat, nodding slowly. 
     “I know.” 
     You watched her gather her words and prepared yourself for an emotional monologue from her. 
     “When they told me you were in the hospital, my heart dropped. I thought I had lost my chance to…make things right?” she said, not sounding quite sure of herself. “This isn’t to ease my guilty conscience because if anything, I should be living with it for the rest of my life. No excuse could possibly be made to explain what I did.
     “I just want to give you what you deserve,” the woman reiterates, taking the chance and reaching across the table to rest her hand on top of yours. Strangely, the urge to pull away wasn’t terribly strong. “You deserve a guardian--an adult at the very least to lean on. It’s something you should’ve had since the beginning. I’m not trying to be a parent to you--it’s much too late…”she trails off. You see tears pooling in her eyes as she continues. “I just wanna be there…to support you and watch you blossom; to help you grow and go off into the world knowing that you have something to fall back on if you ever need it.” 
     Emotional talk always made you uncomfortable, but you knew right now that it was needed. There was no way you could continue without acknowledging the elephant in the room and it’d be foolish of you if you thought you could. 
     As you shifted in your seat, you nodded slowly in response to her impromptu speech. If she could talk the leap, then so could you. 
     “Thanks,” you whispered. You could see Pepper lean in closer to you out of the corner of your eye as you stared at your plate of food. “I think…maybe I’ll get used to it eventually but Pepper…” you trailed off, finally looking up at her before taking a breath. “I just need some time.” You shook your head as you saw the woman slouch slightly, clearly affected by your response. “Some time soon just…not right now.” 
     “I understand,” she mutters.
     Previous conversation resumed, but it just didn’t feel the same. There was a heavy air that surrounded the two of you that made things awkward. Pepper had felt the sting of a rejection, that was completely unintended, and you felt guilty for making things tense (even though you shouldn’t have). 
     You finished your late lunch and the strawberry blonde had driven you home afterwards. Even if things hadn't gone down like they did, you still would’ve requested to be taken back to your apartment as all the shopping had worn you out. 
     When you arrived, you insisted that you could carry all of the bags up. Pepper watched as you waddled towards the entrance and you saw her zoom off as soon as you reached the elevator.
     Tremors spread from your hands to your arms as you watched the number in the elevator slowly rise, silently wishing you hadn’t been so stubborn. The doors finally opened and you gathered the last of your strength to make it to your door. When had the halls gotten so long?
     By the time you got there, you could’ve sworn you felt a drop of sweat go down the side of your forehead. You kicked the door harshly, knowing you couldn’t move your arms to knock.
     MJ opened the door a few moments later, looking confused then highly amused.
     “Need some help with that?” 
     You simply glare at her and walk in once she moves to the side. As soon as you were in an open area, you dropped the bags and shook your arms out in search of relief. 
      When Michelle saw the way your hands and arms shook in response to such strain, she furrowed her eyebrows in concern and made her way over to you after closing the door. 
     “She didn’t help you bring these up?” she questioned, massaging you from forearm to fingers.
      “I didn’t want her to,” you mumbled with a hint of shame in your voice. 
     Your girlfriend let out a sigh and you knew she was upset and slightly disappointed, even if she didn’t say so out loud. 
     “I take it things didn’t go so well?”
      You shrug, “They did just…got kinda awkward I guess.”
      “Do you wanna talk about it?” 
      As the two of you gazed at each other, you noticed how much love Michelle held in her eyes. And it was all directed towards you.
      “Maybe later. Just wanna spend the rest of the day with you.”
     And that’s exactly what the two of you did.
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     Pepper was on her side, staring at the wall as she laid in bed. It was one of the rare nights Tony joined her at a reasonable hour. He laid behind her and if she was being honest, his snoring was driving her up the wall. 
     The digital clock that was on her nightstand beside the bed shone at her. 
     12:40 AM
     Time. That's all that seemed to be on her mind lately. She feared that she had let too much of it pass her by and now, she selfishly hoped that it would speed up ever so slightly.
     As her mind continued to race, her phone buzzed, catching her attention. The notification turned out to be a text and she wondered who’d be messaging at this hour. 
     y/n: next saturday with morgan? her pick
     She sent back a quick positive reply and turned her phone off. She settled under the cover and finally settled for the night. 
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clarabow-mp3 · 2 years
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where's my modern retelling of much ado about nothing i need this so badly you don't get it
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shcherbatskya · 2 years
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hbo rome really really scares me as a concept
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llycaons · 2 years
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one of the youtubers was talking about how lazy filmmakers will use shortcuts and cliches to tell their story because they only have a few hours and no joke my first thought was 'just stop making movies then. movies suck. make only tv shows' full sincerity
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lucifer-kane · 1 month
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i should rewatch it 2...........
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