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hezuart · 6 months

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Thoughts on the “Look my Way” music video? For context if you don’t know, this is a fan song that’s just animated. Paranoid DJ had written this song awhile back, though Viv did take out some lyrics and switch them up a bit. What I personally don’t like is that there’s a line in the original where Stolas mentions the “impish play thing” line, as well as acknowledges that Octavia is hurting, and Viv cut that out. The song itself also doesn’t help for the show narratively really regarding the ship of Stolitz.

OMYGOD Okay so much to talk about here. It's a BEAUTIFUL song, amazing song, and I even loved the original of it. The animation for this AMV is breathtaking, everyone did an AMAZING job on it. This is what Helluva Boss songs should sound like. I was annoyed with that one scene, albeit very pretty where Stolas and Blitz have a string attached to the pinky finger, which is an indication of soulmates. This bothers me because a soulmate is either A. someone you have been reincarnated with over the years to love or B. Someone you click with- someone who completes you. You meet in every lifetime or they are the perfect person for you. This does not fit Stolas X Blitz AT ALL. They are not perfect for each other, they are complete opposites and the entire appeal and beauty of their relationship was the fact that they were fuckbuddies! They weren't even friends! They were tied up in manipulations, classism, and power imbalances. Their relationship required a lot of growth, a lot of work, and a LOT of learning on what love actually was, how to maintain it, and how to right their wrongs like-They needed to actively explore and learn what love means. They needed to find a real connection that would actually give them chemistry. Being soulmates is a complete cop-out. (Soulmates don't rely on reincarnation, but some do- and reincarnation is not a thing for demons???) You could say I'm overthinking it and being nitpicky with this visual, but this is exactly what it is! That is a soulmate string!!! He even says "I'll grant you this mercy, this bind on our souls-" LIKE BRUH wHAT !!! I'm so mad about what their relationship has become. They were toxic but not doomed. Now they're nothing Anyway..... still very beautiful and pretty

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I have friends who actually know this guy and work closely with him. Apparently, Viv was the one who asked to change the lyrics of the song because it didn't "fit her story"???????? The lyrics changed: OG: "Come now, my little impish plaything, we both made our choice" Viv: "But dearest, I know better now I must give you this choice" It makes sense why she would want this changed since this song is about Stolas actually finally being in love. But it's still very sus because we still have not addressed Stolas's classism problem that seems to fluctuate episode to episode. OG: "Is this how she'd feel? Abandoned, all alone and left to fend For herself, for some semblance of happiness that doesn't have to end?" Viv: "Is this what you feel? Scorned by a realm that cannot comprehend, What you are, so I'll grant you this mercy this bind- on our souls needs to end" Again I can understand this change because we are going off-topic with Octavia here. However, I do find these changes very suspicious, especially if she wanted the song to better "fit her story". Because these circumstances are things that I have accused Viv of retconning before. Where Stolas wasn't actually in love with Blitz from the start and only saw him as a shiny toy, an "impish little plaything". Where Stolas was actually shady in cheating on his wife and not being there for his daughter nor really understanding her. "Home doesn't feel like home anymore. You ruined it." I can understand in the context of the song why these lines would be removed, but in the context of the overall story, I'm very suspicious of it, because those are very important contexts that people try to insist are "just people's headcanons" when they literally aren't. This could be considered active proof of Vivziepop retconning her story, but I will go with the latter and stick to my logical explanations for why the lyrics were changed- gonna try to have some faith here.

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Apparently, Cherri and Angel's AMV Addict was also a fan song. In THAT video, this is the description. Fully acknowledging it was a fan song, and giving clear credit to the person who made the song.

THIS. IS THE DESCRIPTION FOR "JUST LOOK MY WAY"

NO acknowledging this is a fan-made song. NO credit for Paranoid DJ. No thank you, no praise for the original, no links to the original song- He is at least in the credits, but not the description! This is insanely shady! I don't know if this was just a mistake or not, but this is really uncool. Again, he's at least in the ending credits, but... the description would make it more obvious. Vivziepop has a history of not crediting people for their work- I don't know if she was the one who made this mistake nor not.... this is not the worst it could have been, but at the very least whoever runs the youtube should fix the description out of respect.

#vivziepop critical #helluva boss critical #ask #long post #text post #just look my way

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applepi00 · 1 year

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I posted 4,048 times in 2022

That's 1,181 more posts than 2021!

675 posts created (17%)

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I tagged 2,241 of my posts in 2022

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#okay i barely remember using the vcr because obvs nobody wanted grimy kid hands on it but i know it works and it’s weird seeing it explained

My Top Posts in 2022:

As per usual, my mum and I were watching Star Trek before bed, and we got to the second season episode of TNG called “Offspring”, in which Data has a daughter, and lemme tell you I was nearly crying by the end.

The beginning is very wholesome! Most of the episode as Data teaches Lal is very wholesome! But then the ending! It crushed me!

She exceeds Data, she achieves what I understand from sci-fi films to be the ultimate goal of artificial intelligence: human emotion. She experienced fear and confusion at the prospect of being separated from her father and the only life she’s ever known, and then a neural net failure. Data works doggedly at saving her, in a scene that very much screams frantic parent beneath the cool exterior of his android behaviour, especially as told by the Admiral.

And then Lal’s last scene. She experiences love, tells her father she loves him that she thanks him for her life, and he says that he wishes he could feel it with her, she replies that she’ll feel it for both of them. Then she shuts down, her expression goes first, then sentences become single words to describe her life, finally ending on “family”. Her last thought was of family, of the father that cared for her and taught her and loved her in what ways he could, and then she was gone. Omygod I was in tears.

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I’m reading Madeline Miller’s Song of Achilles, and I think the brilliant heart striking beauty of it (and of other tragic retellings, like Hadestown) is that we know what happens.

We know how this story ends, but we tell it again, we tell it and tell it in different words and different ways hoping that this time it will be different, this time it will be happy. But it never is. A tragedy hurts because we know it will, we know the living beast of it will arrive at that predetermined end no matter how we fight it. It’s an old story, but we tell it anyways.

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It breaks my heart seeing young queer kids ask if they’re allowed to use the “q slur” (direct quote) if they know they aren’t straight but aren’t sure what label they fit.

Like babes, yes of course, that’s the point of the word queer. It isn’t a dirty word it is an umbrella that covers all of us. You are allowed to call yourself queer.

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Mcr and Dan and Phil being around and trending in this year of our lord 2022, I feel like I’m thirteen again jesus fuck

130 notes - Posted September 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I will say, the addition of the minor bit of time travel nonsense in Ghibli’s Howl’s Moving Castle is probably my favourite change to the story, just the “there you are sweetheart, I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” lives in my head rent free and it’s so good! So soft! Because this Howl really has been looking for Sophie! She told him to!

It just makes my heart happy.

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #So basically I was more online that last year and that’s probably not great

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h0pelessm4n1c · 3 years

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About Face..

~Your POV~

It's a Sunday, Aka the one chill day of the week for you. You're taking a break from your busy week and nonstop work to just rest and relax at your apartment in LA, you were just returning from your trip to the cute little vegan shop as you returned to your apartment with the groceries.

"I'M BACK!!!" You swung the door open and yelled at the top of your lungs just to annoy her.

"Goddamn! OkAAyYY!!" Your roommate Ashley half-yelled back as she got startled. She was feeding the fish in the tiny fish bowl y'all purchased on a wild, drunk night out. To this day, neither of you had a clue as to why you bought it.

You took off your jacket and was left in your white tee and shorts, you always preferred to dress comfortably ESPECIALLY on a Sunday. You set the groceries down and started putting things away and it was Ashley's turn to act crazy, she was jumping up and down and she started a rant about how excited she was for her make up line aboutfacebeauty to launch next week.

"OMGOMG Y/N I'm so excited I think I'm gonna explode!!Ican'twaitforittolaunchdoyouthinkthefanswilllikeit??whatiftheydont??whatifitdoesntworkout??"

"Omg Ash relax!" You gently told her, "everyone's obviously going to love it cause everything you do is amazing, and that shits gonna sell out so fast H. I hope y'all have enough in stock, and your devoted army of fans are gonna love it love it love it, and 100% sure of that."

You've had a crush on Ashley for a long time now. You thought it was just an infatuation at first and tried to let it go, but the feelings never went away. You've never spoken with your friends about your sexuality and honestly you don't think they even knew you were gay. (not to mention extremely into H) You never told her how you felt cause obviously she'll never feel the same, she was WAYY too attractive and amazing for you. The way her mind worked and just how talented she was absolutely blew your brains out. You didn't wanna risk losing her as a friend so for now you'll just have to settle for being her roommate.

"Okay fine." She huffed like a toddler, 'omg she's so cute' you thought to yourself, nope. Shut up y/n. Shush.

You started to walk away from her when she suddenly gasped dramatically, "I JUST HAD THE GREATEST IDEA" she screamed. You turned around to face her, "what is it". She had a sneaky grin on her face which worried you.. what was she up to.. "You know.. I need some practice if I'm going to launch this makeup line.. I should hone my makeup skills.. on someone else's face ya know, and you're the only someone else around" she said while wriggling her eyebrows at me.

"Oh no.. hell no! No way Ashley! NO WAY OVER MY DEAD BODY!" Growing up as a tomboy you've always had a distaste towards make up, and no, you didn't hate the people who wore it, you just thought it didn't look good on you. You never wore it unless you absolutely had to and that was just a bit of foundation and some eyeliner maybe.

You started to run away from her, she chased you like a serial killer. You sprinted for your life, "NO ASHLEY FRANGIPANE I'M NOT DOING THIS GET AWAY FROM MEEEEE" you shrieked as you ran away from her. As you were passing the couch to run towards your room and lock yourself in away from this monster, you tripped over a bag on the floor. It was better to fall on the couch than to smack your face on the floor so you tried to balance yourself using the couch.

That was when Ashley pounced on you, she grabbed you and pushed you on the couch, she immediately sat on you knowing you work out and she must keep you from escaping in case you tried to overpower her. You were laid out on the couch facing her, who was sitting on you.. the view was amazing.. Ashleys hair falling around her face.. her perfectly cut jawline.. you realized the position you were in and immediately turned red.

"Now.." Ashley spoke in a slow taunting way "you, shall be my newest makeup experiment.."

"NO ASHLEY HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME, I DON'T WANNA WEAR MAKE UP, LET ME GO. THIS IS HARASSMENT!!" I shrieked.

Ashley just giggled at your response "Stop freaking out so much it's just make up it's not gonna kill you" she said,

"IDONTCAREIDONTWANNAWEARIT" you replied.

She suddenly looked sad, she pouted, turned on her puppy dog eyes and said "Please y/n.. can you please do this for me.. Please it'll look so good on you! Your tan brown skin and amazing curls, your dark brown eyes and sharp jawline!" Your tried to hide the way her gush of complements made you feel. God I hope I'm not smirking like an idiot.

The position you two were still in was turning you on and that made you extremely uncomfortable. And you were struggling to hold your shit together.

Fine. Anything to get out of this position.

"Fine." You repeated out loud with an eye roll.

"YESSS!!" She shrieked while jumping off of you (finally), " stay right there!! Don't move a muscle! I'll grab the maakeeuuuuupp" she said while running to her room. 'Great'. You thought, 'no escape now'.

She immediately returned with her makeup box thingy. "omygod how much makeup does that thing hold?? How long is this gonna take H?? Don't you think it's too much??" You started complaining even before she could begin. "Jeeesus y/n, just relax. It won't take long" she replied as if a school teacher trying to calm down a toddler.

She sat next to you on the couch, she asked you to turn facing her. Your legs were touching. 'Oh god what did I get myself into' you mentally smacked yourself in the head for being so stupid. She had been working on your face with her makeup for 5 minutes which felt like eternity when she scowled and said, "ugh I can't seem to balance myself and it's ruining the whole thing!! And you're too far from me" she said, clearly frustrated. "Um..ok-so what should I do.?" You asked clearly unsure of what was happening "oh no it's not you *insert nickname*, I just need to be balanced and closer to you, otherwise it's gonna get ruined" why did she not look you in the eyes when she said that, which was very unusual for her. And you're no Jeffree Star but how close do makeup artists have to get to put makeup on people. Something was sus. Very sus.

You went along with it anyway, "okay so what do we do?" She suddenly straddled you, you were taken by surprise and was powerless to do anything but look at her in shock. 'Okay y/n calm down, this is just about the makeup she's not into you it's all just in your head'. "This ok?" She asked you without fully looking at you, was that shyness? Ashley Frangipane shy? No way. Get out of your head y/n goddammit!

"Mmm no it's fine" you managed to muster out. She continued to work with the makeup on you. Time seemed to have slowed and sped up as well as you were very uncomfortable but enjoying the position at the same time, every once in a while eyes would wander from your eyes to your lips. And when you catch her doing that she would immediately get back to the task at hand with a very concentrated face. 'Okay...y/n so you're more delusional than ever.' You thought to yourself. You yourself couldn't help but admire her features, her Greek goddess-like cheekbones, her beautiful eyes that seemed to be constantly changing color, her amazing skin color inherited by mixing her two parents skin colors to perfection, her lashes, her eyebrows and your personal favorite.. her freckles. It was all on display for you to gawk at like a creep and you couldn't help yourself but stare. She seemed to have noticed what you were doing and both of you locked eyes.. she slowly set her makeup brush down without looking away. She suddenly grabbed you by the neck and passionately kissed you. You couldn't react, all the feelings you've been storing for years and years got the best of you and you were frozen in your own body. The kiss felt like heaven but she pulled away. She looked at you, you couldn't say anything. Her eyes filled with tears, "omygod I'm s-so sorry y/n I sh-shouldn't have done that, I'm so stupid" she stuttered. She got up and started to run to her room, "No Ash wait, Please" you managed to say but she kept going to her room. You ran after her but it was too late, she had already closed the door and you were left standing in the hallway.

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criminally--reid · 4 years

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Can you write some shitty Derek x reader freaky shit? It doesn’t have to be good, I’m just thirsty

shitty is my specialty 🤙

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, creampie, cumplay¿

pairing: derek morgan x reader

wordcount: ??? :(

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derek and y/n had decided to go out last night. despite just having finished a gruesome case, neither of them were particularly tired and both well deserving of a night of fun. they spent the whole night drinking and dancing. neither of them would have predicted what was to follow the next morning.

they had done nothing but bump into eachother at the entrance of headquarters this morning, but they can both somehow feel the tension. everything they felt last night comes surging back in an instant and y/n gets flustered.

"after you," derek opens the door and moves aside, allowing you to go first. you enters with him quick on your heels. between the door and the conference room, you manage to calmhyour breathing down enough to face your colleagues.

derek takes his usual seat beside you as garcia walks in the room - adorned with her usual bright colors and clanky heels - and begins to deliver the case. you were listening intently providing ample feedback until someone's fingers start to walk their way up your leg. your breath hitches in your throat, and you look over to him only to see hes not even looking at you.

you try to turn your attention back to the case at hand, but the only hand you can concentrate on is the one slowly creeping up your thigh, closer and closer to your core.

"wheels up in 30," hotch says, snapping you back into reality. managing to miss the entire discussion, you gather up your files in hopes you can get enough debriefing on the jet.

"woah, slow down mamas," derek says, grabbing your arm. "man said 30."

"morgan, I already missed the entire debriefing. I need to look over these files before I get on the plane."

"c'mon babygirl," he counters. "we always go over everything on the plane. besides, your big beautiful brain already works overtime. take a little break."

he's very tempting, you couldn't lie to yourself. "fine morgan, but I swear to god if we're late-"

"we wont be," he cuts you off by placing a light kiss to your lips.

he leads you all the way downstairs to a spare office. it was in between inhabitants so there was currently a desk and a chair, filing cabinets and bookshelves, but no occupant and none of their stuff. shuffling you inside, he pulls the door shut and locks it behind him before going oner to take a seat in the jig leather office chair behind the desk.

"why dont you come take a seat?" he leans back in the chair, displaying his lap for you to sit on, and you take it gladly. your back facing him as you grind down onto him softly. his hands find her hips quickly, forcing her hips down onto him harder.

"derek-" you whisper out. he leans up, his front flush with your back, and places light open-mouthed all over your back.

"as much as i'd love to take my time with you, we have about 20 minutes left."

the two of you share a chuckle while you stand up and turn around to face him. noticing hes already undoing his belt and pulling his pants down, you do the same; putting your ass on display.

"turn around for me mamas." you do as he says and lean over with your hands gripping the edge of the desk, swaying your hips slowly. he plants his hand firmly on your ass, sending shockwaves straight to your core. you let out a yelp before he smoothes his hand over the red handprint, soothing the stinging sensation.

he directs your hips to meet flush with his as you sink down onto his member, gasping as you feel him stretch you out and hit the deepest parts of you.

"god, Derek-"

"c'mon baby, you gonna bounce for me?"

you place your hands right above either of his knees, holding yourself up as you start to ride him. "mnh -feel so good."

"you feel good baby? hm? tell daddy how good you feel."

you begin to answer but he starts to thrust up into you, rendering you unable to form a sentence.

"God- fuck! so good, daddy. -Feel so fucking god. omygod f-fuck me."

"shit- you're so fucking tight. who woulda thought lil miss thing was such a slut? hm?don't you want everyone in the office to know? or this just a little secret for me?"

"god- on-only for you, derek fuck!" the knot in your stomach continues to build steadily to the brink of eruption. he keeps pounding into you, hitting that small part inside of you, threatening you to release.

"gonna cum for me? i feel you squeezing on me baby. go ahead and let go."

his words were all you needed. you let go, your juices leaking all over derek's lap. your legs twitch as derek thrusts up into you a few more times, chasing and finding his own release. you stand up from his lap, a mixture of your juices and his cum dripping down your leg.

while you're re standing there catching your breath, derek pulls your panties up for you, taking you by surprise.

"what the hell morgan- I still need to get cleaned up."

"no way, babygirl. that mess isnt going anywhere. now pull your pants up and let's go. 4 minutes to get our asses on that jet."

you slowly pull your pants up, getting turned on yet again by the fact that you're gonna be filled up with morgan's cum in front of the rest of the team for hours. he stops while you have your pants just barely above your knees. taking his finger, he swipes up some of what had dripped down your leg before pulling out the waistband of your panties and wiping it on the mound of your cunt.

"gotta make sure it's all in there," he whispers as he stands up. you flush and finish pulling your pants up quickly.

you smooth down your shirt and fix your hair. morgan laughs and you glare at him. "what's so funny?"

"honestly I dont know," he begins to reply. "but I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the fact that we just fucked and now you gotta go out there, full of me, acting like we didn't. and you couldn't be more paranoid. you're so afraid someone's gonna clock you, and I find that hilarious."

"Jesse christ, Morgan-"

"calm down mamas. you look fine. run along upstairs and I'll get your go-bag, okay?'

you nod and begin to head up the stairs, but not before derek pulls you back and places a kiss to your forehead. "another round when we get back?"

"well see." you smile up at him before bounding up the stairs with him hot on your trail.

*shjt show over*

would derek say mamas?? I think so://

I wrote this entirely in school lmfao the fuckung embarrassment

anywhore,, I hope u like it. wish it was more freaky but eh this is good for now I guess hahaha

#derek morgan #derek morgan x reader #criminal minds #cm #smut #fanfiction #fan fic #self insert fanfic #asks #anon #requests

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mariemarvelbear · 5 years

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Carina

Avengers x Reader

Warning: Angst.So much Angst.Slow burn angst.Abuse.Mention of rape.Brainwashed.ANGST.Blood.Torture.Swearing.Kidnapping.

Part 21

“You need to be honest with me Steve.”

“I’m not lying Buck.”

“You’re not telling the truth either.”

“I just took some time off Buck. I needed fresh air.”

“Then where did you get intel on ‘Iana?” Steve stayed silent, his mouth shut as Bucky stood in-front of him, waiting for an answer-an honest one. “See? You’re lying to me.”

“Just trust me on this one, okay Buck?”

“The last time I trusted you, you left me.” Bucky scoffed, quickly leaving the room.

“You can’t blame him Steve.”

“Tony.”

“Captain.” Tony mumbled, his stuffy demeanor gone. “No one knew where you went Steve. Not even me.”

“We were constantly fighting Tony. We were a mess. The team needed the break, so we can start all over again.”

Tony snickered, clicking his tounge as he licked his lips wet. “Start all over again? You mean, repeat that agonizing cycle regarding Eviana’s death?” Steve shut his eyes closed “She’s not dead, Tony.”

“How are you so sure? You’re not giving us information Steve.”

“You need to have faith Tony.”

“I lost that a long time ago Steve! So stop the fucking act! Tell me where the fuck is Eve!Where did you get that intel?!”

“From me.” Tony flinched, Steve quickly removing Tony’s hands from his collar as the both watch Thor safely land. “She’s alive Stark.”As the thunder stopped, Thor quickly placed his hammer down. “You should all pack now, We must leave in an instant.”

“Who are you?”

“It’s me,Eve.”

“Who’s Eve?”

“You are.”

“I’m not Eve. I’m Carina.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m a Queen.Queen of- “

Wanda’s eyes shot wide open, her breathing rapid and her face wet from the tears. A smile spread into her face, quickly a laugh followed, her red wisp getting evident as she zoomed out of her and Vision’s room. She knew, she was convinced that somewhere in your mind, somewhere that they had to figure out how to reach, the real you were still in there and fighting to come back out.

“Omygod!S-She’s....”

“Wanda?”

“Steve! She’s alive. Oh my-“Wanda gasped, tears flowing from her eyes as Pietro calmed her down, “Piet!I saw her!She looked so beautiful, but different. But it’s her Piet.I’m sure of it.” Wanda jested, for a long period of time-Wanda smiled genuinely, warming the heart of Pietro that he swore he might cry just by seeing Wanda’s warm smile. As Wanda continue murmuring about her wonderful vision, Natasha was in a same state back in the other room- a room adjacent to where Thor, Steve and a confused Tony stayed. Natasha held your file firmly in her hands, looking at the cover as if the answer to her question could be found in the fibers of the paper. How is Tony going to react to this? It could go well, or it could go really, really badly. He wasn’t exactly a man likely to do things halfway, and this was sure to get quite the reaction.

“She’s alive?” The redhead stood in the door frame, her hands dirty from the dust of the folder- as if it was kept away, not allowing it to see any light- as if it held the dirtiest and scariest secret among all. Words left her, as her mind roared-giving her thousands of questions as time passed by, tears started to pour-her rage overpowering the hope she’s supposed to feel.Natasha didn’t even notice it, but as she blinked- she was already downstairs, in front of the entire team listening to Wanda’s story of her visions.

And as if she was stuck underwater, everything was slow and warbled- and with a shaky finger, she pointed directly onto Fury’s face. The director came in, right after the entire team enter the building as Helen called for help, afraid for another Civil war action. “Do you have nothing to say?” Natasha demanded, not letting the tears fall-but it was easy for her. The whole group stopped what they were doing, Clint quickly looking at Natasha- his eyes going wide as he saw how badly angry his partner was. “Nat, What’s wrong?” Clint carefully asked, “What did he do?” Sam whispered.

“What’s going on Natasha?” Wanda muttered, her focus now onto the scene in front of her. Closing her eyes, Wanda looked over at Fury’s eyes, a red wisp flowing onto her fingers as sh tried reading the director’s mind.

“Romanoff.” Fury sighed, his eyes quickly noticing the confidential file in her hands. “Where did you get that?”

“I left it there.” Another foreign voice boomed in the compound. “For a group of assassins and superheroes, I’d never thought you’d find it this long.”

“Agent Hill.” Fury acknowledged “You look different.” Fury blantly said, staring at the agent’s new coloured hair- blonde.

“And you?You’re still a jerk.”

“You knew? Is-Is this why you left Maria?” Natasha cried out, she remembered trying to contact the agent, for months. Wanting to check in. It was only the five of them girls that stayed together, And with Eviana gone and Wanda, still angry at her; It was only the agent that she could talk to. Though she and Helen would chat, the doctor was still busy- and even with the entire team gone; The both of them seldom talked. After all, Helen believed what the others believed in-that you weren’t gone, but it was Tony that hired her; so how can she leave?

“Indeed. I work for justice, Fury. You should know that by now. So, seeing you do this terrible deed, I just couldn’t do it. I can’t stomach seeing the entire team to be heart broken and lifeless just because you thought it would be the best.”

“It was the right call. You were all sulking, crying and mourning! I had to do something.”

“So, you lied?” Sam scoffed.

“I had to! For the world!For the nation! For the people.” Fury shouted, as Tony, Steve and Thor sauntered their way down. “I know you’re all angry. I knew this day would come, But I had to do it. The people needed you all, and they still do.”

“But we need her.” Tony mumbled, a tear escaping down his reddened cheeks. He would never give up now that he knew that you were alive and somewhere out there.

“Help me!Ah!”

“What, what are you doing?!”

“I’m not Carina!”

“You’re not a king. You’re a monster!”

“And she needs us. Now.” Wanda cried out, her hands quickly getting a hold of her throbbing head. “We’re gonna save you, sister.”

“Who are you?”

“I’m-”

“Wanda?Is that you?”

#marvel #marvel fanfic #marvel fanfiction #marvel x reader #avengers fanfiction #The avengers fanfiction #Avengers #Steve Rogers #Bucky Barnes #Iron Man #tony stark #avengers fanfiction angst #fanfiction #angst #captain marvel

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zarrycheri-blog · 6 years

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!!!ZARRY FIC REC!!!

I’ve read some fics this past month or so that are THE GREATEST but I feel are very underrated and deserve way more reads so I decided to make a fic rec. Enjoy!!!

This list (like my life) is NOT in order.

Those Heavy Days in June by Blueghosts (81,740)

Summary: There’s a certain spark that doesn’t ignite until now, bubbling and tingling away underneath the surface of his skin that needs just the inconsequential touch of a palm, or a brush of a knuckle, or a kiss to explode, and the only fear in Zayn’s mind, the most important and dire and breath-taking thought, is if Harry feels it, too; if he senses the pops between the surges of blood in his veins before they fall away into nothing but an aftermath of withdrawal, and it’s too late. Otherwise, they’re both on the road to Russia, with nothing but a past of what could have been’s behind them, and Zayn knows he’s going to go home with a hole in his chest that Harry will never get the chance to fill again.

(Zayn is heading to a funeral, whilst Harry is heading to a wedding. Zayn is great with words, and Harry is awful with them. Harry thinks Zayn hates him, and Zayn isn't sure how he feels anymore.)

GUYS THIS FIC RIGHT HERE IS UNDOUBTEDLY ONE OF THE BEST FICS IVE EVER READ. IT WAS SLOWBURN AND OMYGOD THE FEELS I JUST- I CANT EXPLAIN IT ITS SO GREAT JUST PLEASE READ THIS FIC YOU WONT REGRET IT.

dissolve by fondleeds (15,097)

Summary: He doesn’t remember the first time Harry kissed him. It might have been at the bungalow, an empty vodka bottle spinning between five scared-shitless boys who knew nothing about anything at all. It might have been in a dark hotel room with the television glowing red-hot and grimy, spilling shadows between the wet space of their mouths. It might have been on the bus, on that couch, four in the morning with their eyes half-closed and Harry’s laptop ebbing Patsy Cline like a third pair of eyes.

A night in New York.

THIS IS SO WELL WRITTEN AND I LOVED EVERY SINGLE PART OF IT. IT WAS JUST REALLY BEAUTIFUL PLEASE READ IT.

Coffee, Confessions and Other Trials of Being A Secret Service Agent by The_Wavesinger (18,344)

Summary: In which Harry Styles is a Secret Service Agent, Zayn Malik is the President, and all they do is talk, really. (Oh, and flirt awkwardly. There's that.)

Or, there's not much plot but the backstory makes up for it?

THIS WAS SO FLUFFY AND CUTE I JUST LOVED IT SO MUCH.READ IT PLEASE IT’S AMAZING. (AND ALL THE FLIRTING- AHHHH SO CUTE)

In me, you can by manticoremoons (17,959)

Summary: "In order to fight monsters, we created monsters of our own. We needed a new weapon. The Jaeger Program was born. Two pilots, our minds, our memories connected. And in the machine, we become one."

It's 2064 and the world is a scary place. The kaiju have returned, and the humans have marshaled their defenses to fight back once again.

THE CHEMISTRY BETWEEN HARRY AND ZAYN IN THIS STORY IS SO FUCKING STRONG OMYGOD AND THIS STORY IS JUST SO HOT AND AGHAJNSJAAK I JUST CANT EXPLAIN IT WELL ENOUGH ITS SO GOOD READ IT!!

Hear Your Heart by purpledaisy (78,217)

Summary: “That collective groan leads me to some more rules: do not cry, do not complain, and do not be embarrassing. This isn’t an easy job by any means but you all chose it. If you didn’t, get out now.”

Written for the prompt:Harry and Zayn are first year surgical interns.

The summary reminded me of Grey’s Anatomy so ofc I read it and LET ME TELL YOU- THIS FIC MAKES YOU FEEL PAIN AND LOVE JUST LIKE GREY’S ANATOMY DOES AND IT’S JUST SO FUCKING GREAT AND IT MAKES YOU FEEL EVERYTHING SO MUCH (IN A GOOD WAY) AND ITS JUST- AHH READ IT!

We are who we are (when no one’s watching) by darkzarrie (26,253)

Summary: 11.) He’s afraid of flying.

Harry’s never told anyone that he’s afraid of flying, just because it sounds lame. He isn’t phobic or anything. It’s not like he can’t get on a plane. It just… he prefers to be on the ground, is all.

He goes to pick up the laminated safety instructions and begins to read. He’s only disturbed when the person who’s assigned to sit next to him excuses himself so he can pass by and take the window seat. Harry goes to move and looks up at the stranger.

His world stops right in front of him at the sight of the man. He's the most beautiful man Harry’s ever seen. And he’s seen Ryan Gosling in person, mind you.

He was about to go introduce himself to the lovely stranger beside him when he hears Gigi’s voice through the speakers. “Thank you for flying with IMG Air. Please fasten your seatbelt, our flight is about to take off.”

Harry gulps at that and adjusts his already-tight seat belt. The announcement enough to distract him from the beautiful stranger. He’ll have to talk to him later.

or, Harry tells a complete stranger all his secrets and he finds out later he’s the CEO for the company he works for.

also, a secret relationship AU that no one asked for.

OK THIS- THIS STORY AAGHGAGHAHHG FIRST OF ALL, I FUCKING LOVE ZAYN SM IN THIS FIC. SECOND, HARRYS SO CUTE AND SOMETIMES OBLIVIOUS I LOVEEE IT. THIRD, IT’S SO FUNNY OMG AND ITS JUST GAHHH I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS AND I GENUINELY WITH EVERY PART OF ME HOPE THE AUTHOR COMPLETES THIS STORY JSJSJSJ.(READ IT!!)

Drowning Shadows by Purpledaisy (99,265)

Summary: AU: Harry Styles, executive recruiter, finally meets his match in Zayn Malik. Or, Harry builds walls and Zayn breaks everything.

THIS MADE ME FEEL SO MUCH AND I LOVED LOVED LOVED EVERY SINGLE PART. I JUST LOVE THIS SO MUCH AND IT DESERVES SO MUCH MORE READS AND KUDOS SO PLEASEEEEE READ THIS.

We’re still Roaming by Catholicschoolgirl (39,065)

Summary: "Zayn gradually discovers that Harry Styles is, in fact, the devil. And, like the devil, Styles is exceptionally charming and probably very well-intentioned. He brings baked goods to their Events meetings. He smiles a lot and wears tight jeans that are very distracting. On the surface, he is everything that the Co-Chair of a Parent’s Association should be. But what Zayn very quickly ascertains is that Styles can be all of those things and also somehow manage to embody every single horrible stereotype about PTA parents at the same time."

Zayn's bored and decides to volunteer for the PTA at his daughter's school. He may or may not come to regret this decision.

OK I AM A SUCKER FOR KIDFICS AND ENEMY TO LOVER FICS AND THIS WAS BOTH IN ONE AND ITS JUST SO SO SO SOOOOOO WELL WRITTEN AND ITS JUST CO AMAZING! PLEASE READ IT AND IF YOU’VE ALREADY READ IT, WELL READ IT AGAIN.

Your Lips Taste like June by stephaniereads (12,317)

Summary: “See something you like?” Harry teases, his voice loud enough that everyone notices.

All the eyes in the room land on Zayn and his own widen. Harry grins, satisfied that he’s finally gotten a reaction out of him.

“I uh- you had something on your shirt,” Zayn mumbles, his lips twitching into a frown when he hears Liam and Louis giggling in the corner. “Look, are we going to the bonfire or not?”

Or the one where Harry meets Zayn at summer camp and they fall in love almost as fast as the summer goes by.

I LOVE ALL THE FLIRTING IN THIS!! ITS SO CUTE AND I THINK THE FACT THAT THE SETTING IS A SUMMER CAMP MAKE IT EVEN? MORE? CUTER? IDK ITS GREAT READ IT!!

Made Room for One by godonlyknows (14,273)

Summary:"Oh, well. Sorry. I really need to ask you a favor, though," Niall says, and Harry groans again. "I got a mate who needs a place to stay."

"And you're calling me because...?"

"Because you owe me, and you��ve got a free couch. Please? It's only for a few days, a week tops."

"Niall..." Harry sighs, running a hand across his face, "Do I even know this guy?"

Or: Zayn needs a place to stay, Harry's got a free couch, and both get more than they were expecting.

THIS IS SO VERY DOMESTIC AND SOOO CUTE. I LOVEDDD IT. IT’S JUST REALLY GOOD PLEASE READ IT!!

Happy reading!!

#zarry #zarry fic #zarry fic rec #why is this so long #oops #zayn #harry styles #zayn malik #harry #zarry fic recs #archive of our own #ao3 #happy reading #fics #fic rec

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ilovedainironfoot · 2 years

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I am a fan of Cyrano de Bergerac.

I read the play when I was little after seeing an adaptation of the play on TV and loved it. I cry at the end every time I try to read the last act. Cyrano is a model, a message, a thought, a symbol. There is comedy, grief, action, romance, intrigue, it's incredible. It's in alexandrines, it's a gigantic work that the author has done.

My favourite adaptation is the one from 1950 with José Ferré. The costumes are magnificent, the sets are beautiful, the acting is great and the fight scenes are so good.

So when I heard that there was a musical adaptation of Cyrano with Peter Dinklage I was both surprised and super happy. Like YES OMYGOD A NEW CYRANO IT’S SO COOL !

so I just finished watching and I think it was the MOTHERFUCKING BIGGEST DISAPPOINTMENT of my life. They managed to make me hate a film about cyrano !!!!

THE COSTUMES ARE SHIT AS FUCK !!!! Seriously nothing was beautiful in here ! musketeers' costumes ? WHERE ? Don't tell me that's what they were wearing because it was ugly ! There is a character that looks like dracula!!! DRACULA !

And the scenery...the scenery please...so ugly. It only looked like walls. There was nothing but walls everywhere. No gardens, no road (hardly) and even the wide shots showed nothing.

Battle scenes ? prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt. The two of them lasted one minute.

THE DANCING MOMENTS WERE SO CRINGE !!!! There was a moment when it looked like they were imitating the dolphin !

And don't even get me started on the actors' acting. Where is the panache of Cyrano? Where is his poetry ? The character is more than an unhappy lover ! They gave Roxane more dialogue but really they developed her as much as in the original work (that is, not much). They just blabbed with her character and didn't go into any depth at all.

Cyrano's death sucked. Christian’s death was...cringe and just wtf. Just lousy. Add to that the fact that the script has flushed subtlety down the toilet. It pissed me off. I even thought at one point that there was going to be a forced kiss scene between roxanne and one of her suitors. Horrible.

They screwed up the characters. All the characters.

#cyrano de bergerac

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stylesdimplefeelings · 6 years

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Day 5 of Blogmas

Harry had a tendency to blurt out what he’s gotten his mum Christmases past. Thankfully, this year Y/N not only helps him wrap gifts, but also distracts him enough to where he doesn’t open his big mouth.

Christmas Secrets

Side note: Harry proposes?

•Written by Miss Holly (Mistletoe Anon)

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The one person who knew Y/N was it for him, was his mother.

Anne knew Y/N was special from the moment she walked into their lives many moons ago.

Y/M/N brought her family over for a barbecue during the Summer that Y/N turned three. Harry had a sort of affinity with Y/N from the get go, instantly inviting her up to his room to play with his toy trucks with a cheeky, dimply grin.

Over the coming years, she watched Gemma marry them in the backyard, snuggle on the couch watching Rugrats, and make some… marvellous concoctions in her kitchen- all of which they left for her to clean.

But there was one day that never left her mind, and popped up whenever she saw them together. They were 13 at the time, and Harry came home ranting and raving to her that “that knob head Bruno kept lookin’ at Y/N funny” before very emotionally expressing his desire to take care of her, because “she really deserves the world”. On that day and every day thereafter, Anne was absolutely certain that they would be forever.

***

“Sod off Harry!”

“Shuddup and kiss me you fool”

“Harry stop! The tape is stuck in my hair!”

“I guess we’ll just have to stay like this then.”

Mid wrapping, Harry made the executive decision that Y/N was simply too far away, and that the best solution to his problem was to tape the two of them together.

“S’ easy for you to say Harold, you’ve wrapped your presents.”

“Peaches, you do realise I’m not letting you go until you give me what I want right?” and with that, he stealthily whipped out a sprig of mistletoe from his back pocket.

It had been two whole Christmases since they’d shared their first kiss in this very house. While their relationship was far from a fairytale, their fate was sealed the second they leaned in that evening.

There was a bond between them that was envied by all they came across. They loved each other with everything they had, and instantly knew when the other was having difficulty- even when they were half a world apart.

“I don’t even know why you bothered wrapping it up. You always blurt out what’s in it anyway… might as well give it to her in a bloody zip lock bag.”

“Ha. ha. I’ve already told you I’m not telling her this year.”

“You’ve literally said that every year since you were three.”

“Well… I have a feeling it’ll be different this time.”

***

December all but flew by, and in the blink of an eye they found themselves nestled on the floor by their Christmas tree, surrounded by both of their families.

Harry and Y/N had gifted her parents a weeks cruise off the coast of Australia, and Gemma a fancy new briefcase and laptop for her new job in the city.

As Y/N pulled out Anne’s present from under the tree, she looked straight at Harry and shushed him.

“I can do it,” he said… rather half-heartedly.

They gave her a gargantuan hug and a kiss on each cheek while they placed the large box on her lap.

As soon as her hand so much as touched the paper, Harry’s mouth was agape. It took every last bit of strength he had to turn to Y/N and mouth to her that he needed help.

She quickly crawled over to him, climbed into his lap and clamped her hands around his mouth. He squirmed, and Gemma took a lot of pride in tormenting him.

“Anything you’d like to… say Harry? Something you’d like to tell Mum perhaps?”

“With respect, please shut up Gem”.

“You sure Harry? You’ve been awfully quiet this evening,” snickered Anne.

“So help me Mum! Just open it!” he forced out, as he firmly squished his face into Y/N’s arm. She felt his breathing quicken as she watched Anne delicately remove the glittery gold paper.

He was about to spill, and she knew it. Thinking quickly, she grabbed his face and kissed him harder than she had ever done before, taking him by surprise, but working nonetheless.

“Oh! My darlings! You shouldn’t have!”

“IT’S A SEWING MACHINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” screamed Harry at the top of his lungs as he regretfully pulled away.

“By golly… he’s actually freaking done it… I don’t really know what to say… I guess we should celebrate this momentous occasion.. Rejoice! Rejoice!” sang Gemma as she pulled the two of them up to dance around the room.

As they made it back to their spot on the floor and conversation in the room resumed, Y/N turned to him, grabbing his face between her palms and resting her forehead against his.

“You actually did it… you ACTUALLY did it. I’m so proud of you!” she giggled before lightly pecking his lips and pulling him into a tight embrace.

“Alright you two, enough of the snogging,” said Y/D/N with a clap of his hands. “We want to see what you’ve bought each other”.

Y/N reached to the back of the tree to pull out a silver gift bag with shiny red ribbon wrapped daintily around the handles.

“Merry Christmas Harry,” she said shyly, giving him another small kiss.

Lacking the patience of his mother, He quickly untied the ribbon and threw the tissue paper to the side to reveal a soft brown leather journal, with gold tips on every corner.

He ran his hands over the cover before opening to the first page, where she had taped an old, ragged polaroid of the two of them in his treehouse, and written a small note in cursive.

Fill this with your next Grammy winning album. There better be a song about me in it. Just kidding, but really… I love you. Always have, always will. Y/N, xx.

He broke into his famous piercing chuckle before pulling her into a tight embrace, lightly kissing along her jaw, before reaching into his pocket to pull out a tiny brown paper package, tied up with string.

“Merry Christmas Y/N”

She untied the string and gently peeled back the paper to reveal an intricate box covered in burgundy velvet.

Her eyes instantly became glassy as she looked up at him, looking at her with a glint of hope.

Gemma was the first to break the heavy silence.

“Ohmygod ohmygod OMYGOD!!!”

The parents collectively gasped as they wrapped their arms around each other with wide eyes, watching the couple intently.

As Y/N began to smile, Harry knew he had made the right choice, but he hadn’t yet reached the end of his plan.

He suddenly sprang to his feet before reaching down to grab one of her hands.

“Come on” he ordered, flicking his head towards the stairs.

“What?”

“It’s Christmas time innit. Gotta do this the proper way,” he smirked before pulling her to her feet, picking her up, and walking to the stairs while the family cheered them on through sobs.

The tears were streaming down her face by the time he let her down in their bedroom doorway.

“Don’ cry love. Wan’ ya t’ remember this,” he said softly before running his thumbs under her eyes and pulling her into his arms.

“I love you Harry.”

“I love you too Y/N, but we’re not up to that part yet,” he giggled before getting down on one knee.

His voice was shaky as soon as he started.

“These last two years have been the best in my entire life. You’ve shown me what love feels like in a way that nobody else has ever been able.

“When I’m feeling down, you give me hope. Being with you makes every trouble worth it. And when I’m happy, having you in my life makes my heart double in size.

“When I wake up in the morning, you’re the first thing I think of. I want to know how you’re feeling, what you’re doing, and all of the thoughts turning around in your pretty little head.

“I spend every day thinking of our future. I think of our white picket fence, our cat, and all of our beautiful children who I hope will inherit every single piece of you. I think of us in 50 years, sitting by our Christmas tree with the grandkids, telling them all about our childhood.

“I want to stand under this mistletoe with you every year for the rest of my life, Y/N”.

He went to pull out the box, but his pockets were empty.

“You didn’t happen to grab the ring did you?”

“No… I thought you did.”

“I guess we’ll have to give the people what they want then,” he sighed, carrying her back downstairs.

“YOU LEFT THE BLOODY RING DOWN HERE YOU KNOB!” yelled Gemma as they made it through the archway.

“Shush sister.”

He placed her down in front of the Christmas tree before grabbing the box from the floor and resuming the position as the family looked on.

“Y/N Y/L/N… Will you marry me?”

“I will.”

The second the words left their lips, the family jumped to their feet, cheering, hugging, screaming- anything and everything.

But they didn’t hear a thing. In that moment, Harry and Y/N were sealed together like glue. All of the missing pieces in their lives were filled, and they were putty in each others hands.

“I love you Y/N. Always have, always will.”

“And I love you Harry. Always have, always will.”

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letstrysomefanfic · 7 years

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I Thought We Already Weren’t PART 2 (Peter Parker x Reader Angst)

Request: anonymous asked: Ooh I love angst!! Can you do something where the reader has a huge crush on peter but he likes Liz and he asks her out on date and he asks the reader for help with everything so she basically plans the whole thing for him and he keeps saying things like “wow ur such a good friend” and out of jealousy she asks Flash on a date and they start to go out and Peter says he’s not good enough for her and they get into a huge argument and deicde it’s better if they stop being friends…

Word Count: 1,386

Warning: angst (yay), dating Flash (is that a warning?)

A/N: IT’S HERE!!! the much anticipated, highly demanded PART 2!! omygod i cannot express how EXCITED AND THRILLED i was to see how much you guys loved the first part. i was honestly so surprised and holy crap i didn't expect it to blow up that much and that quickly! you guys have no idea how much that meant to me and just thank you for loving it ❤️❤️❤️

anyway this is much shorter than the first part, because i actually got an idea so this can be a sort of set up to a possible 3rd part???? also there’s this one part/line in here that i’m especially proud of cuz it’s especially sad/angsty and i decided to be evil like that haha sorry (not rly) but i’m curious to see if you guys can pick out which line it is.

thanks again SO MUCH to the anon who requested this, this was such a good request ❤️❤️❤️ (pls reveal yourself to me if you can so i can spam you with much love and thanks)

Part 1 Part 3

You tucked your hands under your arms as you anxiously waited by the curb. The crisp night air was brushing against your face. You checked your watch for probably the thousandth time. Even though there were still a good five minutes until seven, a different kind of cold began to grow in your stomach. The confidence you had when you started this mess was nowhere to be found.

What if he didn’t show up? You must look like such a hopeful idiot, waiting here on the curb in the nicest shit you could dig up from your mediocre closet. Maybe you overstepped yourself. What if you were seen as desperate? So desperate that you asked out the biggest ass in school?

This was a mistake you thought. I should just go back upstairs. He’s probably not even gonna show up anyway. But what if he does? Better I reject him rather than the other way around I guess? He does need a bit of rejection in his life.

You glanced down at your watch again. Two minutes. You’d wait here two minutes more. Give Flash at least one minute past seven, then that’s it. If he wasn’t here, you were going back up. You’d have to find some other way to distract yourself.

Just as you thought this, a flash of silver zoomed into your vision, screeching to a halt right in front of you. Flash leaned his arm over to the passengers seat, nonchalantly tilting his head toward you.

“Someone ask for a hot date?” he smirked, one eyebrow raised.

“I asked to be wowed,” you scoffed, reaching for the car door. Still unsure if you were going to regret this or not, you fastened your seatbelt. You didn't hear Flash’s reply as an odd feeling washed over you, like you were being watched. You glanced around uneasily, but passed it off as maybe you were just really really nervous. “Let’s just get this show on the road, shall we?”

Unbeknownst to you, as the convertible peeled away, a figure leapt from a roof, swinging a safe distance behind it.

Peter watched grimly from the rooftop across the street as you turned back to smile and wave. He was relieved that there no sincerity in it at all. However, even with that comfort, he still couldn’t believe you had actually gone through with it. You had actually gone on a date with Flash. Goddamn fucking Flash.

He waited a little while after he saw the light turn on in your bedroom window. He did feel a little guilty for ‘tagging along’ the whole night. But it was for your safety, because he still cared, that’s all. Well maybe it was a little more than ‘just caring’, but he refused to acknowledge any more than that as he fired a web, headed home.

Those good ol’ crappy Monday blues washed over you as you yawned, lazily shutting your locker. Trudging to the cafeteria, you met Ned along the way.

“So,” he prodded, “how was it?”

You shrugged, “It was distracting.”

“Like actually? Like you didn’t think about you-know-who at all?”

“No, keep your voice down!” you hissed. “But yeah it surprisingly was really distracting, acting interested in his lavish, spoiled-brat life. The food helped too; it was all soooooo good.”

“Damn. Expensive though?”

“Hoooo yeah.”

“So, what? Are you gonna do it again since it worked? Is it even worth it?”

“Probably,” you replied. You felt a little guilty, using someone like this (even if it was Flash). As soon as you both had sat down at your usual spot, that raspy voice plopped down next you.

“Hey there, beautiful,” Flash leaned his elbow on the table, trying to appear cool.

You had to keep from laughing. “Hey, Flash,” you dragged out each vowel, hoping you didn’t sound too annoyed.

“So… Friday… I’d say you were pretty wowed, weren’t you?” Pausing from pulling out your lunch, you dramatically cocked your head, thinking. You could feel Peter’s eyes on you from two tables away.

“A little,” you sighed, turning to face Flash. “Your choice in venue was the only thing that really wowed me. That and the food.” He raised an eyebrow. “I dunno, I guess I just expected a little more, considering how much you boast about you being such a ‘great date’—”

“Hm, not easily impressed I see,” he squinted at you. “Wouldn’t have pegged you for the picky type, (Y/N).”

You chuckled, smirking, “You’d be surprised, Flash.” You met his eyes, silently challenging him. Knowing there was no way your confession of ‘not being wowed’ didn’t offend him, you waited for his offer.

“Well, I got a sort of reputation to uphold, and I can’t have anyone less than impressed at my… wooing skills,” he began. Ned had to stifle a snort, averting his eyes from Flash’s glare. It was painfully obvious how suave he trying to appear. “How’s about same time this Friday?”

You raised your eyebrows, borderline flirtatiously (gasp! something you never did unless it was unconsciously to Peter), “I expect to be wowed.”

Flash swung his legs from under the table, spinning up, “Oh, and uh, don’t worry about what to wear; I’ll send you something nice,” he called back as he strolled away.

Eyebrows raised, impressed and somewhat uneasy, you turned back to Ned. He had the same expression on his face. You both exhaled, laughing in shock.

“Damn, (Y/N), I didn’t know you had game!” Ned snickered. “Got Flash frickin Thompson wrapped around your finger!”

A heat crept to your cheeks as you slapped his arm, hissing, “Dude!”

As you giggled, you caught a quick sight of those warm doe eyes out of the corner of your own. Instantly your cheeks fell and your lips pursed into a grimace. That blunt stabbing gnawed your gut. In that one short millisecond, you both connected for the first time in months through the same unacknowledged agony and heartache. Peter had quickly averted his gaze but you had already seen it. That sadness, that anger, and was that… regret? Everything you saw in him, you were all too familiar with.

Peter turned to Liz with a small grin that didn’t reach his eyes. He wasn’t just jealous; he was hurting. Just like you were. But you realized you didn’t feel the satisfaction you were craving. Peter was wearing that face that so often would cause you to immediately be ready to fight whoever/whatever made him like that. And now it was because of you. Hanging your head down, you felt the guilt settle in your stomach, wishing you hadn’t brought that upon him.

If Peter had laser vision, Flash head would have two eye-sized holes in them. “I’ll send you something nice.” That phrase echoed in Peter’s mind. Flash couldn’t do that. He couldn’t expect to just win you over by ‘sending something nice’. He looked back at you expecting to see that classic eye roll you reserved just for that asshat. Instead you laughed. You blushed. He could only register his clenched fists; the rest of his body had gone numb. His face dropped, weighed down by what felt like betrayal and sadness.

“So I guess they’re dating now?” Liz murmured, confused. “Huh. I would’ve never seen that coming.”

Peter turned to face her, trying to focus on the amazing human sat next to him. His girlfriend. Girlfriend. Odd. That word didn’t have the same ring to it as it did a few weeks ago. He was scared to realize that Liz didn't have the same glow, either. Not like she had before. Not that she wasn’t any less beautiful, oh God no. Peter just couldn’t see her in the same light as he had when he’d so boldly and anxiously approached her that Tuesday so seemingly long ago.

Stop thinking like that, Peter told himself. None of this should be happening. He shouldn’t be experiencing what he was when he saw you. He shouldn’t be wanting to throttle Flash anymore than usual. He shouldn’t be thinking of Liz as any less than he had before. That word should have the same magical feeling to it. You and him should still be friends. Things should have never changed. There were all these things should be. But they weren’t.

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whatsuppketchupp-blog · 7 years

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these people really made my high school days worth fucking laughing and crying for. (emo post ahead) (ehe)

last night, me and my every beautiful friend, Martina, had a super fun conversation thru iMessage. (kasi wala sya eh oks lang me maw iM nalang) Any way, we talked abt life and shit, and then next thing u kno0w we were both reminiscing how REALLY FUN and how we REALLY LOVED our 3rd yr high school experiences. :(

some may question why my 3rd yr in high school is the most treasured memory ever in my whole high school life. hays ok

on my recent blog post, I had this ~*nainlove*~ ako phase nung high school ako haha puta!! i was in a relationship with my girlfriend (yes) for like 3 years, since nung grade 6 ako HAHA PUTA anlande :(( and then yon she is older than me pala for like 2 yrs, edi when i moved to the high school dept, times spent together increased. omygod di ko nga alam bat di ako nagsawa? HAHA everytime talaga non we were always together. recess, lunch, dismissal time, even on weekends!!!! that resulted to decreased time with my friends talga. like i don't even know if i had like a friend-friend friend talaga that time???? all i know was that i have that “i have her, saks na”, thing going on. (im sweet tbh) those circumstances continued until my 2nd yr, and ended when she graduated high school. awh

tbhhhh i was really nervous on my first day in 3rd yr hs talaga because as i have mentioned before, i dont really have someone na really close as in by heart by boobs by everything. ;( so im like really clueless who can i go home with, go to school with, have my lunches with, or even who can i invite when i needed to go to the restroom. IM SUCH A LOSER puta fak HAHAAHAH :(( and then yon, weeks passed, or like days, when these people really entered and made a big impact in my life na tipong worth it silang kablog-blog even though i have so much work on my plate right now. huhu

ive been friends with monica and martina since 1st yr high school. and sure we spend a lot of time din naman together even though sinasabi ko na i dont have a friend-friend friend. mehe. i think they were the first people that i invited, or like “sabay ako pauwi” on the first day of class. i didn't know that time that they've been also really close with ven and gino. so sabay sabay kami lahat pauwi. hihi. AYUN NA BESHIE. we often talk to each other na after that, always sabay together, lunch together din siguro, swim together ganon etc. and that time, my friend, was my first ever (that i remembered of) “ang saya pala magkafriends” SITUATION IN MY WHOLE LIFE EVER. im not even lying ;((((( everything went really great with this set of friends. so ayon na, sum time together we named our group “Ulupong Family” or “UF”. MEHEHEHEHE wanna know why? secret. haha puta ;(( next blog na joyce ;( we spent most of the time after dismissal at KFC, took lots of pics together even though i cant seem to find them, and we surely laughed together A LOT. idk man im just really happy ive known these people talaga because fak they sure made me GENUINELY HAPPY AFFF. FOR REAL. :((((((((

BUT OK, That was like 4/5 years ago. its 2017 already, and syempre this group doesnt exist anymore. YUN LANG sobrang lungkot gago. we can be this “friends series” set up kaya. HUHU. what amazes me is that, kahit na this circle lasted for like a year only, this is the one of best group of friends ive been into. ;(( IM SO EMOTIOCAL HNGGNGNNGG HUHU. of course i dont wanna blame the reason why this group separated (even though i really want to) i still cant take off my mind the things that could have happened today if this group still existed. oh god ewan ko sobrang saya talaga non. :((( BUT OH WELL people change ok I GET IT. A LOT. i just wish talaga na some people can value a friendship that is obviously constant and will obviously last. (yeah im pertaining to u monica ok I BLAME U) (charot 1/2) UGHHH sobrang emotional ko gago FAK. pero yknow, i just wish na maybe in the near future, things will go back to way it was supposed to be. maybe we will all get back together, idk idk idk but I TRULY hope so :(

I love you martina, gino, patricia, althea and reaven.

I slightly love u mon.

***ENJOY SOME PICS MAH FRIEND***

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221bshrlocked · 7 years

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Who I Want to Be

Pairing: Sebastian X Reader

Words: 945

Warnings: Angst.

Anon asked “Hey, it’s the anon who requested ‘so far’.. I wanted to ask if you can do another imagine where the reader and Seb have been best friends since forever and they both have feelings for each other but don’t act upon it and they get into a heated argument and Seb sees how important the reader is in his life and idk what else.. thank you”

A/N: This got a bit out of hand! I switched it up a bit if you don’t mind! It’s first day of the quarter and I don’t want to study already. Sorry this is super late. There is a second part. Let me know if you want to be tagged!

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Well this was not what you expected you’d be doing on a Friday night. Sitting in your pajamas and drinking wine, you were in the middle of watching John Wick when you heard a knock on the door. Looking at your watch, you saw it was 7 and wondered who the hell would be bothering you right now. Getting up, you opened the door to find Seb in a tux going through his phone.

He turned to look at you and couldn’t help but take a deep breath through his nose. Even in the DC pajamas you looked beautiful. No, this was not happening now.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He walked in.

“You can come in…” Sitting on the couch you turned the volume louder and he grabbed the remote and shut it off.

“What the f- I was watching that!”

“Did you forget about tonight?? I reminded you like 10 fucking times Y/N.”

“What is toni- Oh my GAa- THAT’S TONIGHT?”

“YASS go gET reaDY NOW!”

“But I didn’t buy a dress I thought it was next week!” You stood up sprinting to your room to find a decent dress.

“I knew you would say that…here.” He opened the bag he had with him and threw the dress at you.

“Omygod Seb I cannot wear this.”

“Why not? It’s your size.”

“No you bought this I can’t-”

“You are seriously not fucking saying that right now. Go.get.dressed or I will get yelled at.”

You ran into the bathroom to wash your hair quickly and put makeup on. “When does it start again?” He heard you yell through the bathroom.

He sat on your bed and yelled “in an hour and half. Hurry up!!”

“Alright alright.”

After a couple of minutes, you walked out with nothing but your panties and a strapless bra. He tried so hard to not look at up but failed.

“Seriously couldn’t you dress inside. Jeez….” He covered his eyes and you laughed.

“Really Seb you’ve seen me in bikinis before I don’t see what the problem is. Besides, you’re my best friend so hey…”

He cringed when you called him that..

But I want to be more than that.

You put the dress and asked him to zip you up. When he got up, he trailed his hands down your back and you felt his breath on your neck.

Why can’t you see me more than a friend Seb?

You tried to focus on anything but his warm hands on your back. Once he finished, you turned around and he took a good look at you. You felt so vulnerable under his eyes..like you were naked and he was just taking you in. Moments passed and both of you felt the awkward atmosphere so he coughed and told he he’s waiting outside. He shut your bedroom door on his way out.

You took a good look at yourself in the mirror.

“God Seb why can’t you just stop this? Why is it that I always go with you to these stupid parties? Just take someone else for once..” you sighed and walked out telling him you’re ready to go.

An hour later, he held the door as you walked out of the car you’re in.

“Remind me what this is for again?” You smiled as pictures were taken of both of you.

“Oh it’s for a friend of mine. He just debuted his first movie. A director that is…”

“Okay…and you just happened to be invited?”

“Well it is more publicity for him. Just helping out.”

You giggled and looked at him. Placing a hand on his chest, you laughed and said “oh you are such a good friend!”

For the second time that night, he had to force a smile and look back to the cameras.

A friend huh. That’s all I’ll ever be to you.

After a couple of hours of socializing with him inside, you noticed how he completely dove into a conversation with one of the blonds who worked on the movie.

Seeing as he forgot you existed and had no problem with getting her a drink, you walked out to the balcony with a drink in your hand.

Someone covered your eyes and you smiled thinking it was him.

“Seb cut it out you know my contacts are so fucking itchy.” Turning around, you frowned when you realized who it was.

“Well Seb never told him his girlfriend is this pretty.” Seb walked in hearing him call you pretty but you didn’t notice him.

“Oh hi ya I’m not his girlfriend.”

“Well in that case, can I have your number?” He walked a little closer than to your liking and you stepped away.

“Uhhh I’m sorry I’m not really looking for a relationship right now. Your movie was fantastic however.” You tried to change the subject but noticed the smell of his breath and knew you were in trouble. He drank too much apparently.

Rubbing your shoulder, he walked closer and you tried to find a way out of the situation.

Seb was watching all of this and couldn’t help but feel so hurt. Like his heart was broken in front of him.

Not his girlfriend. Not looking for a relationship.

“Hey Y/N there you are!” He walked to you and grabbed your waist roughly.

“I see you met the master behind this movie.”

“Ya he was just telling me about how amazing it was to finally direct.”

Why are you lying to me?

Forcing a smile once more, he excused himself from his friend and told him it was time for you guys to leave.

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221bshrlocked · 7 years

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My Heart is Open

Pairing: Sebastian X Reader

Words: 470

Warnings: Fluffffff!!

Anon asked “Hey! I'm not sure if you're taking request or not but can you do a Sebastian Stan x reader where he comes homes to their shared apartment and the reader is just going on about how great her day was and while he is admiring her he blurts out that he loves her?? I've had a shit day today and I need some cheering up.”

A/N: I’m sorry I couldn’t get this in earlier lovely anon. But here it is. I hope you’re feeling better. :) It’s short and sweet.

You could not believe how your weekend was going. First, your boss decided to give you Friday off just because you exhausted yourself this entire week. Then your friend was able to get premiere tickets for Beauty and the Beast. And now, your boss sent you an email telling you the journal has accepted your article and you were going to get published...first 17 pages of the first copy of the journal were all yours. How better can this day be?

Deciding you wanted to celebrate, you called Seb to let him know he has to come early today so you could got out and celebrate.

Hearing the keys turning in the front door, you bolted and by the time he shut it, you jumped on him screaming.

“OOmmphh-”

“Oh god sorry so sorry I’m just so excited!”

“Wow wow slow down. Why the happy mood all of a sudden?”

You walked him to the couch and started pacing.

“Remember that paper I have been writing for months?”

“Ya!”

“Guess what?” You started jumping up and down screaming.

“FUCK DID IT GET ACCEPTED!?” He stood up.

“ YASSS I’M GETTING PUBLISHED!!!”

“Omygod darlin congrats!!” He went for a hug and you stayed like that for what felt like minutes.

Finally separating, you kept on telling him about how excited you were for the movie and your plans for the night.

In the middle of all of it, Seb couldn’t help but think how adorable you were. Should he tell you now? He has loved for god know how long but how would you feel?

God he loves you so much it hurts.

Suddenly, he noticed that you weren’t talking anymore.

Snapping out of his trance, he looked at you. “What? What’s wrong?”

You didn’t answer and it scared him.

“Y/N what’s wrong?”

“You...you love me?”

Fuck did he say that outloud?!

“Y/N wait I can...I don’t expect anyth-”

Suddenly, he was thrown back by the weight of you on him. Your lips came crashing on his and your hands tangled in his hair.

It took him a couple of seconds to realize what was happening before he grabbed your hips threw you on your back.

Realizing you both need to breathe at some point, he pulled away, resting his head on yours.

“Thank fucking god because I don’t know what I would have done if you ran away!” You started giggling and he kissed you again, more tenderly this time.

Pulling away, you looked into his gray eyes and smiled.

“I mean when I asked god if today could get any better, I didn’t know he answers this quickly.”

Giving you a quick peck on the lips, he laughed with you.

“Well god does work in mysterious ways.”

Today was definitely more than a good day.

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