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floral-poisons · 2 years

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twst characters: their roles in a horror movie

i absolutely love horror movies!! so this is something really exciting to do for me!! i have a similar head canon post on the way: the twst cast and their roles in a teen movie and a rom com. so stay tune if you really like this!!

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dire crowley

the narrator. the omniscient third party that may or may not comment on the horror movie acting out before him. he’s an objectively third party and his purpose is to watch over the events that unfold.

ashton vargas

the really muscular camp counselor who wears short shorts. i’m not going to elaborate on this.

mozus trein

random high school teacher that appears for a brief few minutes and then is never seen throughout any film or any of the sequels.

divus crewel

the parent with a secret. there’s something from his past that’s coming back to haunt him and his child. it’s up to the cast to find out what exactly that secret is. kind of like nancy’s mom and the other parents that killed freddy krueger.

sam

the unnecessarily mysterious, ominous exposition character. the person everyone goes to for advice to try to understand what’s happening only to get an answer that is basically useless. kind of like william bludworth from final destination.

DIASOMNIA

malleus draconia

the first victim. i’m sorry malleus but he would be the tina gray and casey becker. we think we’re following him in this horror movie. we think he’s the protagonist. we think he’s going to be the final girl. but no. he fucking dies within the first ten to twenty minutes and his death sets off the events of the film.

lilia vanrouge

the red flag. he’s weird, he’s got a weird aura. everyone and the audience inherently believes he is the killer only for it to be revealed that he isn’t. he’s just weird. and he even knows how to survive. or he gets killed which then results in him being revealed to be a red flag.

silver

he’s not here. silver’s gone honestly. probably made the good decision to go on vacation when the murders happened.

sebek zigvolt

the horror fan. he knows everything about horror movies and knows all the rules. that scene from scream? “there are RULES to surviving a horror movie. number one: you can never have sex...” yeah that’s him.

HEARTSLABYUL

riddle rosehearts

the survivor. a victim of the killer who managed to survive being attacked. he’s in the hospital, resting. he gives his testimony and it’s probably right after hanging out with the final girl. probably ends up being the love interest for the final girl.

trey clover

the professor. the man who is knowledgeable on the occult and pagan deities. you know, like ever supernatural horror movie. like vincent d’onofrio in sinister. he’s got that phd to back up his inferences.

cater diamond

the thirsty reporter. the gale weathers in this movie. he’s willing to do anything for a story and will be at places that aren’t appropriate for him to be at. probably ends up surviving and writing a tell all about his experience.

ace trappola

the ‘i’m going to ignore all the red flags present in this scene and do what i shouldn’t do’ character. you know the necronomicon? yeah this bitch is the one who’s going to read it and then cause everyone to die. he’s the one that also suggests the cast splits up too. and other horrid ideas.

deuce spade

the punk. he’s the alt kid. the one in leather jackets and jewelry and wears eyeliner. doesn’t conform to stereotypical popular norms and it thus makes him a prime target from the more popular, preppy crowd. most definitely doesn’t come from money either.

POMEFIORE

vil schoenheit

the popular girl. mean or not. he’s popular. everyone’s always comparing the final girl to him. maybe he’s a whore too but regardless, he’s popular and he’s going to get merced either in the beginning or in the middle.

rook hunt

he’s not even in the movie. just briefly mentioned. probably the sibling in college who’s not around when this happens.

epel felmier

the final girl. laurie strode, nancy thompson, ellen ripley, kirsty cotton, alice, sally hardesty, jess bradford, sidney prescott. the most iconic character in horror aside from the killer themselves. he’s the one to face the final evil and he’s the most adaptable in his situation.

SAVANACLAW

leona kingscholar

the (second) killer. extremely intelligent and he blends in the background enough for people not to suspect him (using the red flag in place) but is also prominent enough to not make the plot twist feel like it’s coming out of nowhere. he’s plotting against someone and has a desire to get revenge.

ruggie bucchi

the non-believer. this man DOES NOT BELIEVE ANYTHING that is happening. he doesn’t care less. especially if it’s a supernatural killer. and it’s not until he gets attacked himself that he actually believes the kids. probably in law enforcement too.

jack howl

the sheriff. i would imagine jack to be a competent sheriff too. he doesn’t miss a clue and he’s quick to put things together. however, he gets so sucked into his work that he eventually begins to neglect his personal life.

OCTAVINELLE

azul ashengrotto

the capitalist. there’s nothing to explain here. he’s willing to do anything for money even at the expense of other people’s lives. just like the mayor from jaws. he doesn’t care. his interest is solely in money.

jade leech

the priest. in a supernatural horror movie, he would be the priest. the cast come to him for advice on how to defeat the demon at hand. he provides cryptic ass messages too.

floyd leech

the horror fanatic. obsessed with horror movies and media in general. people comment that it’s extremely weird and a lot of people suspect that he is the killer too. but when he dies then it’s revealed he had narrowed down who the killer was based on his interest in horror movies.

SCARABIA

kalim al-asim

the best friend. he’s the best friend to the final girl. really peppy, happy go lucky. but his death is the one that ignites the flame within the final girl and motivates them to confront the final evil. the audience really likes him only for him to die.

jamil viper

the (first) killer. i hate to say it but he would be the killer. he also works in a team similar to stu macher and billy loomis. no one suspects him to be the killer too but that’s what makes the final reveal so shocking.

IGNIHYDE

idia shroud

the nerd. he’s smart, intelligent, and he’s introverted. he doesn’t talk much. but he’s quick to figure things out and knows better than his friends. however, he does eventually die despite trying to outsmart the killer. he probably dies because he thought he outsmarted the killer.

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buckyinluv · 2 years

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✩ Hollywood Has Its Favorites (2)

part 1

Summary: Steve Rogers was the ultimate golden boy, the actor was called a gentleman by some and too strict by others. On the contrary, you were the rebellious rock singer whose career was falling apart and needed an urgent fixing in your life.

Pairing: actor!steve rogers x f!singer!reader

Series Warnings: +18 (MDNI), a very brief mention of sexual abuse, fake dating, fluff, angst, smut, mature themes, mention of drugs, soft!steve, brat!reader, language. | More warnings will be added as the story progresses. Please, be aware.

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A/N: thank you so much for reading this! it means a lot to me <3 i love these characters so much and i can’t wait for you read more of them!! and don’t be shy to come to me and ask anything, i would love to answer <3

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You tried your best to seem indifferent about him on the outside but in reality, you were completely freaked out. Nat has not told you who was the man that she picked out for this pantomime, but now seeing who it was you were almost glad that she had chosen such an angelic-looking man.

The course of the meeting went well through all of it, you didn’t speak at all but sight eyed Steve most of it. The fidgeting of his fingers gave away how agitated he was, he didn’t seem nervous but wired.

After the signing of the contract both Sam and Natasha got out of the office, leaving you alone with Steve, so – using the exact words, she whispered to you – “you could get used to his presence without you being such a dick to him”

The loud silence remained persistent till Steve blurbs out, “So...” He tried to hold his grinning back, as he eagerly stared at you.

Relaxing your narrowed eyes, you fixed your loose posture and looked back at him. “Why are you doing this, Sam?” Settling your chin on your stiff fists.

“Wha- I’m Steve” With an incredulous look in his eyes, he frowned.

You snapped your fingers as if you just remembered it, pointing at him, “RIGHT! I knew that, Steve. Anyways, why are you doing this?”

Steve took a deep breath down casting his gaze to his fingers, “Well, I never did any PR like this before and I thought it could be a good idea to try.” he shrugged.

“Okay but why me? Do you know who I am, right?”

“Of course, I know who you are! And shouldn't you be asking these questions before signing it?” He raised his eyebrows, but with a smirk on his lips.

Shrugging, you say, “It’s not my problem if my reputation ruins you, golden boy.” You went back to your position, laying back on your chair, but still staring him up.

“That’s what you think you’re going to do? Ruin me?” Steve chuckled.

He was asking innocently but you couldn’t help to start thinking about ruining his ethereal-looking face.

He looked divine and pure in such a delicious way, and to say that you were not aching to see how good he would look bare in a gloomy light, would be a big lie.

You gulped at your untoward thought, giving him an answer “Look at me...” Gesturing at you and him. “...and look at you. There’s no doubt I'm going to ruin you, Steve” Cocking your head to the side, you gave him a grin.

“Or maybe I will tame this little act of yours.” He got a mischievous smirk on his lips, staring right into your eyes that made your heart palpitate faster.

You definitely didn’t expect that answer considering his preppy looks and the way he acted so far, so you were stunned.

“It’s not an act!” Your arms crossed over your chest, tensing your posture. “Who do you think you are to say things like this to me?” In an attempt to intimidate the man, you raised your voice which always worked with nasty men you encountered with.

But Steve only let out a small giggle, with a calm expression he place his chin on his stiff fist coming closer to you, he said “You’re cute. I don’t like the screaming but you’re very cute.” His voice was very soft and composed, and that made your whole body shudder and mouth agape.

“Uhm...” He got you speechless and looked deeply pleased to do so.

“Let’s go to lunch. I pay.” He extend his hand so you can take it, but you got up ignoring his reach, and walked out leaving him alone.

The slight smirk remained on his face, curious how the relationship between the both of you would develop. Steve never thought that he would be in this situation, especially with you. But after having the opportunity to actually talk to you, he could easily see that all your behavior was only a façade to keep people away, and he understood why you did so but either way, he got the urge to break the stone walls you created around your soft side.

“Damn Stephen, I didn’t know you have such a big house.” You fell on his big sofa, deepening your body into the comfy pillows. “Are you actually a nice actor, then? I’m impressed.”

You were at his home to initiate the contract with some subtle moves, so it feels more realistic to the general public. Natasha asked you to post an intimate Instagram story that indicated that you were at his house, so both fan's community would bring it out to the press, and they would talk about it. It was an easy plan if you didn’t make it hard.

“You never watched my movies?” He didn’t even correct your mistake, falling on the sofa by your side.

“Me?” You frowned, mockingly. “ Nah, I don’t like drama. Have you listened to my songs?”

“Sure I have! You are such a good songwriter. Your lyrics are so beautifully tragic.” He said with sincerity gazing at you, while you look everywhere but his eyes in attempting to avoid his burning look. “And I’m amazed that you don’t like drama since everything you do is so fricking dramatic.”

He playfully scolded you, and you replied “You don’t swear, Mister Perfect?” rapidly changing the subject, avoiding being vulnerable near him.

“Rarely, but I do.” He shook his head.

“Shit and damn don’t count as a swear word.”

“So I don’t”

You genuinely started guffawing at him, while Steve paid close attention to how gleamy your face gets when you are truly smiling and left him warm-hearted.

“What are you? A fucking saint or something?” You mocked. “C’mon, now you have to say something really bad!”

He shook his head, “Absolutely not.”

“Please! I will never ask you anything” You pouted, clasping your hands together, obviously lying to him.

He took a deep breath, rubbing his face. “You can be really annoying”

“So be mean about it, c’mon you can do it!” Your excitement to just see him swear was something Steve never expected to see but adored either way.

To keep seeing the flow of emotion coming out of you, pleased that he was the one doing so, he said “Okay... Hm... Fuck?”

You giddy left a burst of loud laughter, “You can do better than that, please.” You encouraged.

“This is so fucking ridiculous, y/n!” Giggling with you, he hid his face behind his hand.

“Yey! You did it, Steve!” You started clapping, and now the house was echoing loudly with belly laughs, that came out of the both of you.

The laughter started to quiet down as you and Steve were catching your breath.

“Steven, I'm impressed that you are not that boring to spend time with.” You blurb out, recognizing him as an almost great person to be with. As a friend.

“I made you impressed a lot already.” Now he was the one that felt the need to be cocky. “By the way, you got my name right this time.”

You frowned, in confusion.

“You said Steven, my name is Steven. Steve is the shortened version.”

“Who the fuck names a child ‘Steven’?” In incredulity, your mouth agape.

“My mother, and now your almost mother-in-law.” He shrugged, not elaborating on the topic. “Let’s do the Instagram thing already, because after you’re going to sit your pretty body down and we’re going to watch my movies.”

He spoke with so much conviction you almost don’t grasp at the compliment he delivered so casually. Why did he compliment you? He doesn’t need to do that, you weren't dating in real life.

Before you said anything, he left the living room to grab some wine and wine glasses for the picture, leaving you only with your questioning and insecure thoughts.

You started to doubt if doing this for your career was the right thing. You didn’t even know who Steve was, he looked like a cool person but all the other men before him did too. But no one before was Steve Rogers.

In this fraction of seconds that he went away, you zoned out and your mind ran into circles a hundred times, indecisive.

Steve came back with the full wine glasses, reaching one to you. “What happened?” He saw the hopeless look on your face, panicking inside.

You shook your head, “Hm... Steve?” You gulped, staring right into his baby blue eyes, nearly feeling the sincerity burn your skin. “Can you choose a movie that doesn’t suck for us to watch? Or you never did one of those?” You had chosen the harder option for the first time, but the option that didn't involve abusing drugs or nasty men grouping you. Maybe Steve Rogers and your mental stability deserved a chance.

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✩ Taglist: @lahoete

#steve rogers x reader #actor!steve rogers x singer!reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans #steve rogers #actor! steve rogers #singer!reader #brat!reader #soft!steve rogers #my fics #hollywood has its favorites

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franken-douche · 2 years

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Glee Headcannon!

The Glee club takes a trip to the water park :) [Along with what I think they would wear.]

Will and Emma are watching from a seat by the wave pool! Will just took whatever seat but Emma doubled up on towels to put on her seat. (No germs.)

Rachel, Kurt and Mercedes haven't left the lazy river since arriving. Yes, they're on tubes but that won't stop two of them from getting off and flipping the other. Sometimes Mercedes and and Rachel flip Kurt, sometimes Mercedes and Kurt get Rachel. Rachel and Kurt flipped Mercedes once and that was all it took for them to realize not to get her hair wet. Never again.

Artie and Santana are over in the kids area! They have found a wonderful little section where they can spray the crap out of kids with water.

Puck and Lauren are, once again, at the bar in the water park. You see, Puck assumes that the bartender will believe that he's over 21, because he has even the tiniest of chest hair. Lauren hasn't told Puck that she thinks that's utterly stupid, and was planning on just threatening the bartender if they refused them drinks.

Quinn and Tina (a bit of an odd pairing) are in the outdoor wave pool having a main character moment. They're both wading in the water and talking about life. Quinn is talking about having a daughter early on, and living up to people's expectations. Tina tells Quinn about what it was like to discover herself, and to go from goth to borderline preppy. After this trip, the two are a lot closer.

Mike, Sam, and Finn are going absolutely nuts on the waterslides. The lines are long but they all work together to scare the crap out of kids to shorten the line. Finn acts scared, Sam starts listing off all that could go wrong, and Mike nods in the background.

Brittany didn't go to the waterpark because Lord Tubbington got into legal trouble.

#glee headcanons #glee #glee imagine #gleek #glee cast #glee edit #will schuester #emma pillsbury #rachel berry #quinn fabray #mike chang #santana lopez #tina cohen chang #noah puckerman #brittany s. pierce

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regalityandcoffee · 2 years

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Petty (18+) (William Regal x Reader)

Set a little before Wargames II. Pete Dunne has just made his mark into Regal's brain as a troublemaker. What shall he do when said troublemaker gets a bit too close for comfort to his not-so-secret office fling?

Warnings: William being a jealous dork, office sex (the scene itself is actually pretty short though, it's just fingering), and this one-shot just being longer than it needed to be in general. That's it I guess.

He was in his office.

That... boy was in his office. It was bad enough William had to deal with him during the UK Tournament, but now he was stuck dealing with him weekly.

Pete Dunne, the Bruiserweight. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a snarl that could rival a grizzly bear's. William wasn't fooled for a second when he met the boy. With a jacket and proper waistcoat, he could be mistaken for a preppy snob, too afraid to get his hands dirty. But Pete loved to dive first thing into filth, and he showed that by attacking Sam Gradwell during the tournament. That was his first clue into what an absolute pain he could be. And now, over a year later the boy had a belt around his waist and the Undisputed Era after him.

But they were a separate issue entirely.

Now, as far as William knew Pete didn't even tolerate a lot of people. Of course, there was Tyler Bate and Trent Seven, there was a shakey level of mutual respect between the three, but he never seemed to go out of his way to interact with them, even with their history together in other promotions.

The boy had trust issues, to put it simply. Especially after what Strong did to him at the Tag Team Classic.

So what the hell was he doing sitting in his office in athletic wear, talking to William's girlfriend?

"Mr. Regal, did you get that?" her voice snapped him out of his trance. He looked over at his assistant who was looking at him with concern. "Pete asked if Ivar was cleared for action for their team at WarGames?"

"Yes, yes, of course." William turned the screen of his monitor around, showing him the finished contract that he was about to print. "Medical cleared Ivar for the match yesterday. As long as nothing happens before the event, you'll have a full team. I have the finished contract right here, it just needs to be printed."

Pete looked up, that irritating scowl on his face. He squinted at the monitor and gave him a nod. "Alright."

"He wasn't so sure after that chair Ivar took to the knee, so he was worried about him."

"Not him, I was worried about the match. We can't afford to be one man short."

Of course. Bastard didn't even care to ask about his condition.

"Right right. Three on four wouldn't be right now, would it?" William muttered as he printed out the contract. Anyway, I suppose it's a good thing you're here, as you can be the first to sign the contract." He stacked the papers neatly and handed them to Pete, who hesitated at first, then took the stack. His assistant handed him a pen, and he began to write his name in the necessary spots.

He did not hate Pete Dunne. At least that's what he had to repeat to himself in his head. He didn't hate anyone, or at least he tried hard not to it was just... the word scoundrel didn't even begin to describe him. He didn't hate him, no. He just irritated him. Yes! That was all. Especially the over-familiar way he was acting with his girlfriend...

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he looked over to his girlfriend who was typing away on her laptop behind her desk. "Dear?"

She looked up "Yes?"

"Remind me again why... Mr. Dunne is in my office? On a Tuesday?"

"Oh, well I was walking back from my car from getting us lunch, and I saw Pete in the parking lot, so I said hello! Then, Adam Cole's car pulled into the lot. I guess they came to train for tomorrow's Advantage match, but Pete's just here to train with Tyler and Trent, so I brought him to the office to avoid them!"

"Tyler's 'spose to text me when he and Seven get here. We're training together in the performance center after the scum leaves. Should be gone in about 20 more minutes or so."

"I- I hope you don't mind, dear... I figured you have a lot on your plate with Aleister returning so quickly and none knows where Johnny is so he can't confront him about the parking lot attack. I just figured this way Pete doesn't have to face the Undisputed Era alone." She quickly looked at Pete, shaking her head. "Not that I don't think you couldn't take them!"

Pete shrugged as he handed the contract to William. "I know what you meant, love. Also, about last week, thanks for sneaking me in here before the show so I wouldn't have to look at , 'em."

"Last week?" William inquired, looking over at his partner, eyebrow raised.

She chuckled nervously as she scratched the back of her head. "Yeah, you were outside, briefing security about the situation with Aleister. Kyle and Roderick were walking down the hall looking for Pete and Riccochet, and I kind of... dragged him into the office since I bumped into him on the way back here. I just didn't want him to get in trouble for trying to fight him and you were dealing with Aleister-"

"That's alright, one less problem I have to worry about. Thank you, dear." He interrupted. The less he knew about it, the less hair he'd pull out.

"Yeah," Pete interjected, "It was only for 'bout an hour."

An hour? She was alone with him for an hour? "Oh?"

"Yeah, I kept having to peek into the hall and look around the corners. They were relentless until Bobby and Adam collected them and they went to the ring at the start of the show. Anyway, we've been so busy I just kind of forgot about it."

"I could have taken them," Pete muttered, looking at his phone. He glanced over to her, smirking "but thanks anyway. Don't want me getting suspended or something before taking care of business pre-show, huh?"

She giggled, hiding her mouth behind her hand.

William's eye twitched.

"She basically begged me to stay put. Said I'd get in trouble if I fought them. Not like I cared about that."

"I know." William rolled his eyes as he slid the contract papers into a folder and placed it neatly by his keyboard. "So you just sat here for an hour with him?" he asked her, turning the monitor back around.

"Oh we talked a lot about this and that, about you, about War Games..." she said, trailing off as she went back to typing on her laptop, both seemingly unaware of the shift in the room.

There was an odd silence between the three of them, Pete fiddling with his phone, slumped in the chair, occasionally glancing at the woman next to him. William looked back and forth at the two of them behind the monitor.

What the absolute hell could they possibly chat about for an hour? Especially with Pete Dunne of all people? And why the hell did he keep looking at her like that? Or was he imagining it?

A ding interrupted his thoughts. Pete sat up and stretched. "That's Tyler. He said they've finally slithered out of the building."

She laughed. William rolled his eyes.

Pete picked up his duffle bag and walked towards the door. He nodded to her. "Well, I'm going. I'll call you later about that coffee thing. 'night, Regal." He left-without even so much as a glance at William- closing the door behind him.

Almost immediately, she got up and locked the door behind him. "Finally, alone again!"

"Hmm." William moved his mouse around, pretending to not notice.

She walked over with a large smile on her face. Noticing William's sudden coldness, she pouted. "What's wrong?"

"What coffee thing?"

"Huh?"

"What coffee...thing were you talking about?"

"Oh... that." She shuffled her feet, tugging down her pencil skirt. " That other time Pete was in the office, we started talking about wrestling and stuff. He invited me to coffee with him, Tyler, and Trent."

"What?" William looked up, baffled. "Pete Dunne invited you to coffee?"

"Yes. Trent asked him to for keeping Pete from fighting the Undisputed Era. I know you trust Trent, but you don't really like Pete, that's why I didn't bring it-"

"Who said I didn't like Pete?"

"Pete. It's one of the things we were talking about. It's kind of obvious."

William sighed, pushing himself away from his desk.

"Are you upset-"

"No," he stood up, pulling her towards him by her hips. He rested his chin on her head as she leaned against his chest. wrapping her arms around him. "Firstly, I do not hate Pete Dunne. I just think he's... dangerous."

"Only in the ring," she mumbled.

"I understand you like to see the best in people, but Pete has a habit of disrespecting auth- well, literally everyone, actually. I'm surprised he still tolerates Tyler and Trent at this point," William sighed, looking her in the eyes. "I just don't trust him, is all."

"Why not? He hasn't actually done anything terrible in over a year. He's really sweet, Will. He's actually very mannered, you know."

"Is he though?" William grumbled.

"Will, why don't you like him?"

"It's that damn... attitude of his. He waltzes around here like he owns the place just 'cause he's champion now! It's ridiculous, I know. Between that pretty boy and Adam Cole, they're-"

"Pretty boy?"

Fuck.

Will looked away, wide-eyed. Why the fuck did he just say that?

"Will? Are you... jealous of Pete? Is that why you don't like me talking to him?"

"I just... don't like the way he looks at you."

"He knows you'd kill him if he'd tried something. Everyone knows that" she said, smiling at him.

"You're damn right, " he took her chin in her hand, bringing her face close to his. "You're mine, after all. I'd never let anyone hurt you, kitten..." he trailed off, staring into her eyes. "Can you ever forgive me for being so insecure?"

"Of course."

"May I kiss you, flower?" he said, brushing his thumb against her bottom lip.

"Of course, dear boy." She smiled. Gods, that smile...

He pressed his lips against hers. Standing on her toes, she slipped her hands up his back, pressing her lips more against his. He pulled away to look at her, to kiss the laugh lines against her eyes, Giving each round cheek a big kiss, then focusing his attention on dotting her chin with small pecks. She laughed, her arms now around his neck.

"You're so cute when you're trying to make something up to me."

"And you're even cuter when you forgive me,'' he said between kisses down her neck.

Gasping, she stumbled a bit, she clutched at the front of his suit jacket. William took her chin in his hand, the other rubbing her back. He kissed her lips, tilting his head to enter her mouth. Tongues against each other in a perfect rhythm they stepped backward until she bumped into the front of his desk. He sat her up, a hand moving up and down her thigh, still exploring each other's mouths. Pulling away, William whispered in her ear. "Are you sure you want this?"

"Y-yeah, 's alright." she said shakily.

William pulled up her skirt around her waist, gently spreading her legs. He began to palm at her crotch, then brought his hand down her panties. With two fingers he went between her lips, trailing up and down her wet slit, until he found her entrance, rubbing, testing. gently bringing his fingers inside her.

Whimpering, she bucked against his hand as he moved around, bringing her arms back around his neck to get closer. She brought her lips to him, now kissing and sucking the sensitive skin of his neck.

Stifling a groan, William slipped his fingers out of her to move to play with her clit, rubbing circles with his thumb as he slipped his other fingers back into her.

She was still sucking at his neck, legs wrapping around his waist and fingers digging into his shoulders. It was getting harder to keep his composer as his erection strained against his trousers. "Kitten," William panted, "How quiet can you be? We're not exactly alone in this building."

She sighed, her breath sending shivers down his neck, hips still bucking against his hand for friction.

Should he just get her off quickly, then call it a day and take her home so they could be somewhere more private, or finish what he started here?

William's thoughts were interrupted by a hand groping his shaft in his underwear. She had slipped her hand down his pants while he was distracted. He had an answer, of sorts. He pulled her hand out and whispered against her ear "Not here, not in this place. But dear god I-"

"Please?" She whimpered.

"Alright, but just you. Just to see how much we can get away with."

Scooting back more on the desk she dug her nails into his back and rested her head on his shoulder, her legs tightened back around his waist. "I'm ready, Moving a hand he slipped it down to continue rubbing her clit, his fingers well-acquainted with the pleasure center of her wetness.

Though the goal was to please her without making a lot of noise, pleasing her was still his top priority. And please he did, enough for her sighs to come out more shakey. Enough for her to crush her lips against his, enough for her legs to tighten around his waist, moaning into their embrace. He struggled to control himself. Though William wanted nothing more than to lay her on his desk and buck into her with reckless abandon and stop choking down his own grunts, he couldn't. They were still in a public place, and even with the door shut the risk was of being caught was still scarily available.

And though that fact scared the hell out of him, strangely, it also turned him on even more. Nevertheless, he applied pressure on her lower stomach with his other hand knowing she was closer to her breaking point. His suspicions were correct as a choked moan escaped her as her clit pulsed against his fingers, her quivering thighs lost their grip from around him. She took his face in his hands, her palms clammy. "Thank you. Thank you..."

"It was my pleasure," Gently, he unwrapped her legs from around him, While their quick rendezvous was damn near cathartic (and confirmed she still wanted him even when he was being a total clod), he still wanted more of her.

Just not here.

"Honey? You're still-"

"Yes, I know. We'll deal with that later," he coughed. He adjusted himself in his pants through his pocket. "I'll have to hide it with my briefcase but that's alright. It'll probably die down on the car ride home anyway."

"Okay, then let's get out of here," She hopped off the desk, stumbling, then falling against him. Tugging down her skirt, she caught a glance of herself in the frame of a picture on the wall. "Oh, my lipstick smudged a little!." she pouted. She stumbled against him again, and together they heard a clinking sound. "Oh, Hon, your keys fell on the floor." She reached down and picked them up.

"Huh. These aren't mine. Mine don't have a- oh. Oh no..."

"What?" She inspected them, looking at the trinkets attached. "Oh, these must be Pete's! He and Tyler have matching Strong Style keych-"

Knock knock.

"Oh for heavens-" William quickly returned to his seat , pulling himself to it his desk to hide his... problem. Too bad there wasn't a quick way to force the redness in his face to die down...

"Hey, Miss? It's Pete again. I think my keys might've slipped from my gym bag?"

"Oh, uh yeah! Just a second!" She smoothed her hair down and unlocked the door. There he was, hair now down from his usual bun and damp, the same seemingly permanent glower on his face... that quickly turned into a look of surprise as his keys were handed to him. He looked at her, and over his shoulder at William, who gave him a small wave.

He coughed. "Uh, thanks. See you later."

"Anytime, Mr. Dunne!'' She beamed, closing the door as he walked off. She snapped her head in William's direction, her back against the door. "Do you think he noticed anything weird?"

"I doubt it." But in a selfish, immature, petty sort of way, William hoped the lad would put two and two together.

And realize he didn't have a chance in hell with his favorite lady.

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Wow, I might just pick an OC or go with y/n and use them instead next time. I just wanted to test this style out but I underestimated how difficult writing with a nameless OFC would be, but at least I tried lol

#william regal #william regal imagine #william regal smut #nxt gm era #i hate how this turned out out here you go

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2, 3, 11, and 12 for the latest meme?

2) What’s your favorite fic?

Ack, tbh I haven't really been too up-to-date on reading DP-related fics these days 😅... but I do remember this one fic about an AU-version of "The Ultimate Enemy" (where Sam ended up surviving) was an interesting story to read through from what I recall.

3) If you could canonically rewrite any episode, which would you chose?

Heh... weell there's actually a few that's always been on my mind for potential "rewrite" material (not counting "Phantom Planet" 'cause I mean, everyone does that lol). Here's the three that's been most on my mind atm:

-"Teacher of the Year" (S1) = Had a good premise going with Lancer getting more development + the videogame adventure aesthetics looking cool... but I really could've done without that random "Danny and Tuck act sexist to Sam outta nowhere" subplot :/. Like... weren't these three friends since like, 2nd grade? Why would they act so condescending about her playing games as they do (+especially knowing how Sam is, I doubt she would've let this slide if she's gonna keep hanging out with them)? It just felt so OOC & unnecessary to the story that I honestly think it'd be best to just scrap it (and instead replace it with like, a story of the trio just playing the games on equal terms without much conflict (except maybe getting more "casually" competitive or something for high score-purposes)? Idk-)

-"Urban Jungle" (S3) = While I do still enjoy this one alot based purely on entertainment-value (+all the cool aesthetics like Plant!Sam & Danny's new ice powers), a part of me does feel like it would've benefitted a lot more by being a full-on movie than a regular episode. More time to give the heroes some big stakes, character development, more intense fights (+Plant!Sam being more "active" of a threat), yknow all that jazz .3.

-"The Ultimate Enemy" (S2) = I know this is a fan-favorite by the fandom and all... buuuut yeah, I'm still not all that impressed by it tbh :p. Like, okay sure having that darker atmosphere and Danny's biggest "enemy" being the fear of growing up is a good idea in-theory... but, again how does it make sense for him to turn to Vlad when losing all his loved ones?? Like... you couldn't have just had Danny doing the "splitting-my-halves-apart" ritual himself out of his own personal guilt? Honestly I feel like that angle could've added more weight to the story + show how much Danny's ghostly side has become a core part of him than he realized (think of it like how Steven Universe became so drained/close to dying when his "Gem" side got taken out in the "Change Your Mind" special). Then I guess if you had to include Vlad, it'd be through this now-separated Phantom!Danny chasing him down for "revenge" and absorbing his powers, forming into the "Dark Danny" you see today. Or... idk, maybe thats just me lol.

11) Most underrated fic trope?

It pains me that I still have yet to see that many others exploring more of the family backgrounds for some of the characters outside of Danny... like, cmon especially with a case like the gloomy goth girl Sam growing up with preppy/controlling rich parents, it always made curious of how she must've coped with that growing up :c. Sam with those like Tucker as well since we only see his folks in snippets in the show, wonder what they must be up to?

12) Most overrated fic trope?

Idk if this is still a thing "regularly" by the current fandom but... could never really get the appeal of "dissection" fics tbh (let alone performed by his own parents ._.). Like, don't get me wrong I'm all for exploring a bit of "dark" themes here and there fanfic-wise but... really? Danny's folks? The same people who accepted their son wholeheartedly when he first revealed the truth in "Reality Trip"? Idk, just feels too OOC for me to see them doing such a thing to their own kid (ghost-researching jobs or not) .-.

#danny phantom #dphantom ask meme #katygorl #(*apologies for the late responses I had to do a bit of digging in terms of finding what my last few fave fics were lol*)#danny fenton #sam manson #danny's parents #tucker foley

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starryevermore · 3 years

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Can you do a fic of Colby being a bad boy but having to dress in this preppy uniform to go to school. And Somehow Amber is his bff eventhough they're complete opposites lmao.

Im sorry but after his video i cant get that image out of my head. Maybe she's like a stoner or something and he ditches school and hangsout with her somewhere idk.

ready to run

summary: anywhere she goes, he'll follow.

pairing: colby brock x fem!reader

word count: 470

warnings: sort of high school au, colby is a bad boy but I don't really dive into that so just know that's how you're supposed to imagine him, amber's a stoner, skipping school to smoke, amber calls colby "daddy" (only including this cause she did say it in the video lmao)

"You know you shouldn't be here," Amber said, looking over Colby as he came around the bleacher, taking a slow drag. "Aren't you s'pposed to be in History right now?"

Colby rolled his eyes, loosening his tie as he sat down on the grass next to her. "As if you have room to talk. Aren't you supposed to be in Home Ec?"

"They're teaching how to cook, and we both know that's a disaster waitin' to happen if I'm involved." Amber passed her joint to Colby. "We both remember what happened when I tried to make brownies that one time."

"You know, I still don't understand how the fuckin' oven blew up just by you lookin' at it," Colby mused, blowing out the smoke in little o's.

"Some people were just born to not have to raise a finger." She moved closer, resting her head on his shoulder. "I've got better things to do. Once I get outta this town, I'll be so rich I can just hire people to do those things for me."

"What? You gonna fine some billionaire bachelor to wife you up?"

"You sound jealous, daddy," she teased, him scoffing when she called him that nickname. She knew how much he hated it, so she always jumped at the opportunity to use it. "Nah, I'm gonna do it all on my own. Gonna build myself an empire. Gonna be so famous that they're gonna make a cartoon of me."

"Don't forget about us little people when you make it to the top, then."

He hadn't meant to sound miffed, but...He just really like Amber's company. She, and Sam, were the only people who really got him in this town. The only people who looked past the persona he put on. He could only be himself around his two friends, and he didn't know what he would do if he didn't have them both.

"Oh, don't act like you aren't comin' with me, Brock. Know all about yours and Golbach's plans for fame. We're all gonna make it. I know it."

As if he knew he was being spoken about, Sam came running around the corner to them, waving his arms like a maniac. "Guys, guys! You gotta go! Mr. Gilliam is comin' and he ain't happy!"

"Shit," Colby cursed. The vice principal, Mr. Gilliam, ruled over disciplinary action with an iron fist. If he caught them skipping class and getting high? Oh, it was came over. "Can't get another detention. My mom will kill me."

"Oh, Colby Brock, Bad Boy Extraordinaire, is a momma's boy? Cute," Amber smirked. She jumped up to her feet, and held out her hand for him to take. "Ready to run?"

Sam had reached them by the time Colby got to his feet. "With the two of you? I'll run anywhere."

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notyourdayrdream · 3 years

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Summer’s Almost Over (So Come Spend it with Me)

Day Five, Side A: Austere

read it here on AO3

A/N: brief mention of Kurt being kissed without consent in season two of Glee

(also! for this two shot: Kurt and Blaine met at Dalton, but never dated.)

“What if we went to Coney Island Saturday?” Brittany exclaimed at their weekly potluck, completely out of the blue. Nobody had even mentioned the theme park. Though, to be fair, nobody begins half of the conversations Brittany throws them in.

For some reason, everyone agreed, even Rachel. She said taking a break from the hustle of Broadway was exactly what she needed to be ready to continue her role as Fanny on Monday.

Outvoted, Kurt reluctantly sat between Blaine and Sam on the subway ride to Coney Island, legs shaking the entire time. It wasn’t that he hated carnivals. It was the opposite, actually. When he was younger, his mom and dad took him to the Ohio state carnival. It’s one of the last memories he can fully remember of her, her long blonde hair braided back as she threw a plastic ball at a stack of milk cans. Anything for her kid, especially one who desperately wanted an oversized dragon plushie.

No, he’s nervous because he has a date at eight.

Kurt met Oliver at a coffeehouse near the Vogue office, he was the barista who served him his drink. Oliver’s number was scribbled on the receipt. It was all very cute, and his friends agreed when he told them the story.

They texted back and forth a week before Oliver asked him out. Kurt happily agreed, hoping for a calm day before getting dressed and heading out to a fancy dinner. Now though, he won’t even have enough time to shower the smell of hotdogs off his body and be on time.

So Kurt’s scrolling through Oliver’s Instagram (not at all like a creep,) when Artie pats his shoulder. “There they are,” he points ahead as the rest of his friends stumble to them, chatting animatedly about the rollercoaster they just went on.

“You know, when you said ‘let’s go on a ride,’ I didn’t think you meant the one with a huge drop,” Rachel says, gripping Santana’s arm so hard it might fall off. Her hair is wind whipped and messy.

“C’mon Rach, you could’ve sat with Kurt and Artie if you wanted,” Mercedes says from behind her, arms wrapped around Sam’s waist.

“Did you guys have fun?” Kurt asks from the bench, carefully closing the app so he doesn’t accidentally like an old photo. “Rachel looks like she just died.” This is why he didn’t go on the ride.

Blaine sits beside him on the bench, his eyes gleaming with a sort of childlike wonder. He’s a total adrenaline junkie. “It was amazing, she’s overreacting,” he whispers not-too-discreetly. Kurt giggles.

“Let’s split up,” Santana suggests. “I wanna go on another coaster, and the park closes at six. We can grab dinner after?”

“Unless you’re Sam and Brittany, who already ate,” Artie chides. His camera rests on his lap, storage filled with videos and photos of their trip.

“Hey! Cotton candy is not one of the five food groups!” Brittany sticks out a blue tongue at him, Sam does the same. Their respective partners laugh.

“I have to leave soon,” Kurt reminds the group, checking his phone another time. Five thirty-two.

“Wait, never mind guys,” Santana alerts, appearing to be suddenly anxious. “Kurt has to get his brains fucked out at eight, so we can’t have dinner.” Both Blaine and Kurt wince.

“Too far, San.” Mercedes cringes as her and Sam make their way down the boardwalk steps and to the beach. The others shake their heads in similar disgust before going their separate ways. Rachel pushes Artie to the outdoor arcade with plans to win a bagged goldfish. Brittany pulls her girlfriend by a sticky hand to the older wooden coaster.

“So…” Blaine knocks his shoulder as they walk down the boardwalk. The gel has completely left his hair throughout the course of the day, curls hanging just above his eyebrows. “Whatcha wanna do?” Kurt spies him eyeing the Wonder Wheel beside him.

He shakes his head, not waiting for the question. “No.”

“Please?” Blaine pleaded. “You haven’t been on anything this whole time.” He sidesteps a tiny toddler crying over a fallen ice cream cone.

“I didn’t want Artie to feel alone!” Kurt defends himself. Which was true, most of the coasters weren’t accessible for him, so they spent the time bonding over the grossness of carnival food and looking at footage from the day.

“We’ll Artie isn’t here now,” Blaine replies, voice dropping an octave. “So come on the ferris wheel with me.” He bats his eyelashes for extra effect. Kurt’s stomach swoops.

Blaine has a way of doing that to him. In their near five year friendship, he’s made Kurt’s stomach tie up in knots more times than he can count. He won’t deny he used to have a crush on him in high school; he was preppy and chivalrous and oh so cute in his bow ties and blazers.

Kurt pinches the bridge of his nose. “Fine,” he sighs. Blaine cheers next to him, mumbling ‘thankyouthankyouthankyou’ in the same deep voice that makes the blood rush to Kurt’s face.

Okay, maybe the crush wasn’t entirely dead. But it’s completely normal to have crushes on your friends. Friendly crushes.

Since the park is soon to close, the lines weren’t too long anymore. Kurt and Blaine move up first in line after only five minutes.

The ride operator turns to them. Her hair is bordering on orange. “You guys want an outside or inside car?” Her voice has no expression, and she looks two more button presses from quitting her job.

“Outside.” Kurt and Blaine say at the same time, followed by a quiet laugh.

She eyes them. “Alright.” She presses another button, and the outer ring of ferris wheel carts rotate downwards until an empty one comes to the bottom. “Enjoy the ride.”

Blaine and Kurt slide into the seat, sitting on opposite sides of the enclosure. The ride jerks forward and up, until they’re halfway around the ride. “Are you okay? Your face is really pale.” Blaine asks, eyebrows knitting together in concern.

“Mm-hmm,” Kurt squeaks, closing his eyes to avoid looking down. Even though the car is supposed to be stationary, it rocks just a little as it moves up and down to complete its first circle.

Blaine thinks for a moment before saying quietly, “You’re afraid of heights?” He jumps a little in his seat, and the car rocks with it. Kurt’s stomach drops.

“I am!” he snaps, opening his eyes. “Stop moving so much.” The city is lit up around them, the sound of cheers from the rollercoaster whizzing by below him.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Blaine stills himself. “I wouldn’t have made you go on if you had told me, Kurt!” He looks so worried that Kurt feels bad for even mentioning his fear. It’s completely irrational anyway, he doesn't even have a reason to be so scared. It’s just the fact he believes no human needs to be up one hundred fifty feet high.

“It’s okay, I’m okay,” he tries to console Blaine (and himself). “It’ll be over in what, three more minutes?” He can last three more minutes. Hell, he’s lasted an hour listening to Rachel and Santana argue.

And then the ride stops. At the very top.

It takes a minute for the two of them to realize this isn’t supposed to happen. “Why’d it stop.” Kurt says. His body feels like it might melt onto the floor. “Oh my god, no.”

“We’re stuck.” Blaine groans, which, thanks Captain Obvious! Those two words are confirmation that this is actually the absolute worst day ever. “I’ll call someone.”

Rachel’s ringtone beats him to it.

Kurt can’t hear much of the conversation, but from the looks Blaine throws his way, he knows it isn’t good. He cracks his knuckles as a way to distract himself from the slight sway of the cart. Passerbys the size of ants point and look up at the malfunctioned ride.

Blaine clicks the end call button. “Okay, good news first, ” he begins, pocketing his phone. “Rachel and Artie talked to the operators, and they’re working on fixing the ride.”

“Bad news?” Kurt presses. Blaine likes to do that thing where he gives good news then bad news, but the latter is always so bad the good news pales in comparison. He’s done that ever since they met. It’s silly, but it’s Blaine, so Kurt loves it.

“Bad news is that it might take thirty minutes, maybe forty-five.” Blaine cringes from the other side of the cart, waiting for Kurt’s outburst.

“No.” Kurt snatches his phone out of his pocket. “No, no, no, this can’t be happening!” He feels tears prick at the back of his eyes. He’s gonna be late. “I’m gonna miss my date!” He groans, and yeah it may be a little over dramatic, but he hasn’t been on a date with someone in months. He was really excited.

Expecting sympathy from Blaine, he glanced over at him. He’s glaring right back at him. “What?”

“Is that really what you’re worried about right now?” Blaine says abruptly. “God forbid you miss your date.” He rolls his eyes with more venom Kurt’s seen in him ever. It freaks him out and angers him at the same time.

“Okay, what’s your problem?” He retorts, eyes narrowing. Blaine shrinks back a little at the stare, but doesn’t stop glowering.

“You’ve been going on about this stupid guy the whole day, complaining about how you have to go home, I’m so sick of it!” Blaine continues. His voice grows louder by the end.

“He’s not stupid, okay?” Kurt doesn’t know why he feels like he has to defend Oliver, but he does anyway. “And you’re the main one who wanted me to go out with him!” This whole situation is confusing him.

Blaine huffs indignantly and crosses his arms. “Maybe I don’t want you to anymore!”

“Why not?” Kurt presses. He’s never seen his best friend act like this. He almost seems jealous.

“Because I like you!” Blaine cries, eyes wet. “Jesus, couldn’t you tell?” His face is red now, flushed up to his neck.

Kurt flinches. “Please stop yelling.”

“I’m sorry.” Blaine immediately backs down, curling into himself. “I like you, Kurt. I’m sorry if that freaks you out, but I do.”

The sun is starting to set now, casting what feels like the entire world in an orange haze. The ocean to the right of them glimmers, couples walked in tandem along the shore. To the left, the skyline of Brooklyn appears austere and somber from so high up.

“How long?” Kurt says finally, eyes settling on the horizon and the rolling waves.

“How long what?”

“How long have you liked me?” He doesn’t know if he wants the answer.

There’s a pause until Blaine eventually murmurs, “Five years.”

Kurt’s heart drops. “Blaine.” Why didn’t he say anything? Oh god, this is horrible.

“I just, I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship by admitting anything,” Blaine explains, rubbing the nape of his neck. “It’s a lame excuse. But—yeah.” And he resides back into silence.

It is a lame excuse, Kurt thinks. Of course it wouldn’t have ruined anything. He had a crush on his stepbrother, for Christ’s sake. “So why did you want me to go out with Oliver so bad?”

“I thought, maybe, if you started dating someone I could get over you,” he laughs to himself. “That obviously didn’t work.”

Kurt just stares at him for a moment until he makes up his mind. “I’m coming over there.”

Blaine jerks out of his thoughts. “N-no, don’t come any closer,” he stammers. “You’ll mess up the balance of the car.” He looks terrified. Kurt can’t decide if it’s sad or adorable.

He rolls his eyes. “I won’t mess up the balance of anything.” Kurt stands slowly, holding his arms out to his sides. He takes the three steps to Blaine’s side of the car quickly to get it over with, shaking the seats. When he falls into the seat, Blaine steadies him by the waist. The touch shocks both of them, and he snatches his arm back.

They sit shoulder to shoulder, neither of them daring to move. It’s what feels like hours before Kurt takes a deep breath and gathers his thoughts. “Do you remember when we first met? And I was having trouble with Karofsky? You texted me a single word. Courage.” He turns to the side. Blaine looks absolutely disheveled, sweating and curls getting frizzier by the minute. Weirdly, he looks gorgeous.

Blaine snorts. “Yeah, that word got you sexually assaulted.”

“No,” Kurt shakes his head, choosing to ignore the way his heart stops from the words. “That word saved me. You saved me, Blaine.” He would’ve never stood up for himself without that text. It got him through McKinley and Dalton and NYADA to this day.

“I’m always going to care about you. And I’m sorry I don’t… like you the way you like me. But I used to,” Kurt admits, now nervous like must’ve been. That secret was supposed to go to the grave. “And maybe I can again.”

Blaine meets his gaze, an emotion Kurt can’t quite place swirling around his eyes. “Okay.” He smiles, and though it is wavering, it’s also hopeful.

There’s a jolt, and the wheel starts turning again. It’s dark now, the sun fully disappeared below the horizon. The sky is a mix of purple and black and blue, a bruise painted among the stars. Kurt hears cheers from the other cars as they reach the ground below. “Okay.”

#spaceorphan’s sophisticated challenge: austere #glee #writing #klaine fic #klaine fanfiction #kurt hummel #blaine anderson #surprise cliffhanger mwahahahaha #jk i’ll continue it tmrw #also these words just keep harder whyyy #this is my official headcanon that kurt’s afraid of heights

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golbrocklovely · 3 years

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In terms of Jake trying too hard with his aesthetic, the same could be said literally about everyone including Sam and Colby, Kat, AND Tara. Have you seen pics of Sam and Colby in kansas and even when they moved out to L.A? Preppy. Kat kinda gave off like a tomboy look before like shed wear snapbacks and now shes a mix of trying to be edgy, or anime cutesy ( its the facial expressions)but sexy too much which is very on trend with ALL of these insta/tiktok girls right now. Tara in high school was the epitome of every girl in the early 2000s who was into Paris Hilton & the simple life i mean her room & car are pink. Even Xepher looked preppy in high school. I personally think peoples styles change and its not that they're trying too hard (Maybe they are unknowingly comforming to a popular style when really they are trying to stand out and be different) if you think of these styles like Punk or Emo or scene they were all about being extreme and dressing out of the ordinary anyway so its contradictory to tell someone who is now dressing like that that they are trying too hard to represent that style because of how "out of the ordinary" they are dressing when thats the point...hope i make sense.

People change, maybe it is a phase he'll grow out of, maybe its a form of self expression that will change once he gets his point across, or maybe without realizing he is acting just like every other person on the internet who claims to be different and an outcast🤷🏻. Also i haaaaate his hair.

i agree, everyone looked different a couple years back, especially since a lot of them were teenagers. i know for 1000% i looked different in high school. mostly bc i didn't like my body so i kinda just wore clothes that would cover me up, but also bc i didn't know how to express myself with clothing yet. sophomore and junior year is when i started to get a style i liked, and then senior year i wore exclusively sweatpants bc senioritis lol

i don't think there is anything wrong with changing your style, as long as you aren't changing it to meet someone else's standards bc fun fact, you never will.

and i get what you're saying, it's similar to the joke of 'all the gothic kids that look exactly the same never want to conform' (we stan bo burnham in this household). just bc now being "dark" is in, that doesn't mean that ppl who are now dressing like it are somehow fake or are only following it for a trend.

not to mention, everyone follows trends. there's nothing wrong with liking things bc they are popular. that's kinda the whole point why something is popular: bc it's well liked.

i think the previous anon was more trying to say that maybe jake isn't being authentic bc his change came very abruptly. for example, colby's change into what he dresses/acts like now was a slow and gradual one, while jake's has kinda only came within the last year or two. he changed his style a bit when he first moved out to la, but it's only been within this last year that he has gone into the full one that he has now. is it possible he has amped up this bc of his music? sure. but i don't think there is anything wrong with that tbh. i don't think he's lying and pretending to be something he is not. honestly, he could feel so much more comfortable with himself that he now feels like he can express himself to the fullest extent, and i think that comes with being a little outlandish.

if you don't agree, that's totally fine too ! personally, i think he could also be expressing himself like this to get rid of any "fake fans" that were only around for him from back in the trap house and vine days. he's no longer that person, but that's not a bad thing to me. everyone changes, and that's okay :)

(also i don't really care for his hair, but it's also whatever to me lol i don't quite understand having it super short underneath but long all around. it's like an ass-backwards mullet... but who am i to judge? i've had the same hair style since birth)

#ask #personal #jake webber

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high-supernatural · 3 years

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SPN & TVD Characters as Teachers

SPN

Dean: Dean would obviously be a gym teacher. Like, did you see how happy he was in that one episode? The uniform, the whistle, he was soooo happy. And he’d loooooove to be a sports coach omg. He literally dreamed about going to Bens baseball games, so, obviously. He loved telling that one kid to take a lap. He’d probably be the gym teacher that students loath going to because he yells and is a bit harsh, but most kids respect him and miss him once the year is over. And they’d definitely go to him if they were having issues. Like a harsh but trustable teacher.

Sam: Civics and Economics.... maybe health? He’d be the substitute health teacher, permanent civics/economics teacher. He went to law school, so duh, but he also likes correcting Dean on “what the order of things are,” when Dean wants to go against laws or...physics. He likes order and following the rules of society, and he likes to correct people... so he’d be a good civics teacher. He’d probably be the teacher who’s super passionate about what he teaches so he assigns a lot of reading and assignments and tries to make fun projects but the kids don’t appreciate it much.

Cas: I change my mind, Cas would be the health teacher. I haven’t been in high school for 4 years so I forget what the class is called, but the one where they teach childcare and how to raise a baby... cas would teach that. He has a major soft spot for kids. Maybe he’d be an art teacher? Or both... I feel like CTE and fine arts teachers usually switch between a few subjects. He’d be the teacher that kids look forward to going to class for. He’d be fun, laid back, but also wouldn’t take sass from mean kids. He’d definitely slam the bullies. He’d probably encourage different learning styles, individuality, he wouldn’t really care about rules much.

Chuck: English Literature, obviously. He wrote the universe lol. He’d be the teacher who thinks students love him but they really don’t. He’s so passionate about teaching and telling stories that he’s brutally harsh to students who aren’t listening or get bad grades. He assigns lots of hard work and things nobody wants to do, but he doesn’t really care that they hate it. He probably tells lots of his own life stories and then quizzes the kids on it lol

Rowena: Fashion!!! Her attitude, designer. Her style, designer. Her voice, designer. She’s queen of fashion on the show. She loves the aesthetics of things, and would loooove to design clothes if she ever could. She even acts like a fancy fashion designer. She’d be the teacher that all the preppy students love. I feel like if she had an alt student in her class she’d make passive aggressive jokes about their style. The preppy kids though, she’d be the teacher that kids wanted to have lunch in her classroom with. She’d be like a second mom to the kids she selectively liked. She’d probably run gay/straight alliance club (if they still call it that sorry if they don’t😬)

TVD

Damon: Physics or Chemistry. I don’t have a good reason other than he has a crazy way of storytelling and he’s intense. He’d definitely pick on kids for fun but also wouldn’t assign much. He’d rather blow things up as lessons than do any other teacher things.

Elena: Principal. I just can’t see Elena teaching, or if she did it would be elementary school with younger kids. She likes to mother, so working with younger kids is more her thing, but principals are pretty motherly sometimes. So she’d be the nice principal, the one to give you a lecture but not call your parents unless it’s her definition of super bad. Also she’d give kids free lunch all the time or let them eat in her office if they were having issues with other kids.

Bonnie: Religion. Or whatever similar class they have in high school. She tried to deny her love of magic a lot in the beginning but she’s always clearly been super into it and loves learning more about it, so I feel like she’d teach about all religions. She’d probably be a pretty basic teacher in her teaching style, but when there’s off time she’s probably telling jokes and playing games with the students. She’s also really understanding of students disabilities/limitations and personal life priorities.

Jeremy: Art. Probably intro art or Art I. He likes art, so that’s an obvious. He’d probably be the teacher who didn’t really care about much. His class would probably be just telling the kids to draw and that’s it. He’d probably hang all their drawings around the room and draw with them. He doesn’t really do much honestly, he’s like the teacher the popular kids don’t know about because he’s quiet and doesn’t really like them, but alllll the unpopular kids know and love him. He’s like the teacher that’s just like a student.

Stephan: history and ethics. Do they teach ethics in hs? Idk. But he’d do it. He’s righteous like always. And loves history, or at least he gives the vibe that he loves all kinds of history. He’d be the academic vibe teacher. Tons of books, neutral tones. He loves to teach by reading to the class or historic movies. He’s probably super big on teaching manners and politeness.

#spn #supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #rowena #tvd #the vampire diaries #damon salvatore #bonnie bennett #jeremy gilbert #elena gilbert #stephan salvatore

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SPN 4X19 Jump the Shark

Oh hey is this the illegitimate brother plotline

boy I love me some sweet sweet ANGST

whelp she's fucking dead

picture of JOHN?

Sam's peacefully brushing his teeth and Dean's Not a Morning Person

boy he's having a bad morning

to be fair, living out of the car is kinda not fun either

"I'm his son" Dean: I'm gonna fUCKING KIL-

he's..premed?

they're going to ruin his life too aren't they, Aren't The-

Dean is taking this really well

I mean he did get the brunt of John's Issues, so I get it, yike

ASDFPIHP them discussing their dad's ~sex life~ is very funny though

Dean was...preteen? when this kid was born? Sam was under ten definitely

Dean Please

No that's your Actual Brother guys PLEASE

hunting accident "ah fair enough"

"who is a nuclear family these days" FEELS SO LOADED

Dean...Dean please don't fUCKING KILL HIM DEAN

THE IMPALA NOOO

"he took you to a baseball game" IDSFHAPF

He's Trying not to CRY OH MY GOD NO WAIT

Sam resonates with the away from college thing oh NO

Dean is trying SO HARD not to snap

at least he's...trying..to keep adam out

corpse snatching => HEY LOOK IT's THE BONE STEALING WIT-

I think I need to stop being online jesus christ

the [both sigh] was so good

well...that's a lot of blood

How the hell do you break it to your illegitimate brother that you're ~technically Wanted by the FBI

at least he's not an idiot

HE'S SO MUCH YOUNGER THAN THEY ARE

I mean obligatory dead mom

"do i get a say in this?" "NO!"

no..no SAM DEAN HAS A POINT

Middle sibling + younger sibling gang up on elder

"have u thought about eternity" "bro i've literally been to hell Idk what to tell u"

Dean doing it solo but Sad is...:(

Oh he worked the old case, that's neat

"so it's over for you" welllllll

OO THE TRUCK SHOT WAS COOL

dean + long dark coat truthing tonight HE LOOKS G O O D

it wants revenge

YOU FUCKERS AND YOUR REVENGE BELA WAS R I G H T

and Adam Instantly wants revenge, you sir are definitely a Winchester

"it's life" WELL IT SHOULDn'T BE

the stupid isolationism I hate it

NO GO CONNECT WITH PEOPLE KRIPKE WHY

Sam's becoming his dad, and Dean isn't

...SAM WHAT THE FUCK

DAD MOST CERTAINLY DID NOT DO RIGHT BY YOU

HIS GODDAMN GRIEF SPIRAL GOT BOTH OF YOU

LET HIM BE NORMAL! HAPPY! IT IS TOO LATE FOR YOU RIGHT NOW(NOT ALWAYS)(Also very close to the thing with zachariah in placement(eye emojis) BUT LEAVE HIM ALONE!

I do appreciate Dean Eldest Sibling'ed it up even if he didn't like the kid/was jealous. Goddammit I wish we got connection in this stupid show

I was expecting a jump scare but somehow the squish is worse

sOn oF aBitcH

Ah FUCK NOT ADAM TOO

I do like the little angel Icon though, that's what's Dean's way out

Ghouls is a racist term?what????

no john winchester was 100% a monster

ah it was their father

yada yada father killing circle idk

YAY! DEAN'S INGENUITY IS BACK!

Ghoul!mom is really really good. I liked Scared Adam better though

the slicing sam scene is BRUTAL jesus christ

So...John got his own son killed in the end...

SERIOUSLY HE WAS TERRIBLE

Dean JESUS CHRIST

awww caring Dean is nice

AWW HUNTER'S FUNERAL

"Adam's in a better place" :(

Dean tried to fit himself into the Dad box, Sam's actually him

"you take it any way you want" oh for FUC- HE- I-

he looked so Sad, so like...he's stopped idolizing him

jesus christ.

boy there's gonna be overlap ok here we go.

1. poor dean. Ok couple things: 1) he elder sibling'ed it SO HARd! he didn't even like Adam, but he still tried to keep him safe(I think). he gave him a hunter's funeral! I just. It was nice to see. It was also INCREDIBLY painful to hear the realization of "you were always like dad, I never could be" and the fact that he didn't even see it as a good thing anymore? fUCK man, that huRT me. Dean tried so hard to be something he wasn't, he got probably the brunt of the abuse(because he didn't measure up to that metric like Sam always would), and in the end all it got him was...just. so much pain. Like it felt like John left his Broken children behind to get a new one, and just turned them into his quest for revenge. It was SO So fucked

Hey actually speaking of

2. AM I SUPPOSED TO LIKE BEING A HUNTER/JOHN? WHAT HTE FUCK?

YALL ALREADY MARTYRED HIM BUT UR MAKING HIM WORSE?

LIKE ok listen. John's kinda set up as the ideal of hunting. They martyred him! And I was halfway sold provided they didn't mention him again. Then! he did this thing where he abandoned his kids, seeing them only as tools to fulfill his quest for revenge, literally broke them(that too late thing+zachariah saying "it's in your blood" when really it was just trained from a young age), got a NEW family he treated a lot better. I just. I have...NO idea how I'm supposed to see him as a good guy here. Maybe I just kin Dean, or his plight is WAY more sympathetic(it is, Sam is kinda pissing me off), but John's just...coming off worse and worse and they KEEP doing it!

Also! this whole cycle of revenge thing! about how if you keep taking an eye for an eye, everyone ends up blind! they barely escaped this time, and I think this was the second revenge plot that I can think of with MONSTERS alone! it was a BIG theme! Like!! hunting sucks! revenge makes you end up in worse places! it's like this one episode was made to show how SHIT hunting was!

wait who wrote this

Dabb+lofflin. The hunting sucks always comes from-

this GODDAMN INCONSISTE-

3. Fuck John Winchester

4. Individualism. Ok this is a big one. Alongside the whole revenge plot thing(which is BIG, and a hunting sucks), this one drove home the sheer individuality of hunting. But while some of the writers see that as Badass, this one made it seem lonely, and painful. Like the flip side to American Individualism is American Chronic Loneliness. I know this one was used to process the ennui of the post recession/post 9/11 time, and it's doing very well for that, but it kinda ends up like this show is EVERYONE'S therapy all at once! the gang's all here! and we're gonna traumatize you in the process as well.

EDIT: and yeah yeah yada yada american individualism is King and then so is it’s accompanying loneliness in the post 9/11 post war in iraq post recession world(we were not having fun in 08/09)

and I get that this show is the writer’s therapy and whatever

(I just thing this is phrased better)

5. bring him back. Connect! Look. I know it breaks the core ethos of this episode. But having Weird Esoteric Hunter siblings would have been SO FUNNY!

give me more sibling content! Sam+Adam teaming up against the Eldest Sibling Dean WAS SO FUNNY! I WANT MORE OF THAT

6. SAM WHAT THE FU-. Look. I hate John. I very much hate John. They set up the Sam/Dean dichotomy in regards to John first episode, and Sam acting more like an ass+like his dad is. Not making me like him. Also I feel like this was written to sympathize with Dean. Which makes the finale even more ironic, I feel.

7. Listen. Listen. One of you has to keep track of continuity. Like I know this becomes a WAY bigger problem later in the series, but if a certain writer wants to process/examine a certain part of the Life/Story(and they should, they set up a lot of interesting stuff), they have to keep track! Because then the show becomes everything all at once.

Like this show has ALREADY started feeling like fanfic of itself, where it just kinda does whatever it wants with its own concepts. And the concepts are GREAT! but you can TELL how inconsistent it is, even in the kripke era

like it ends up being Study of X, Riff on X! and I think that's where the inconsistency comes from. It's also why it's so fucking Excellent in places.

whelp this was a lot holy hell.

OH AND ONE MORE THING!

Bela didn't fit the narrative. That's why they didn't like her. I said at the beginning that an Int'l art thief does NOT fit the vibe of "grungy Angsty American Midwestern gothic" and I was right. With the lucifer story and the vibe she didn't fit, and so they just killed her as foreshadowing, and only used her like that. God I wish they'd riffed on her, especially because her callouts were all completely correct

we're Bela Salting again

listen she was preppy Jack Sparrow with some spiritualism, how dare you tell me not to like her.

#pawswatchesspn #4x19 jump the shark #this one was a lot of...#I mean I can't say fun #but it was interesting #...I accidentally fucking quoted Gandhi #this show truly is everyone's therapy and I mean that in the worst possible way #this is unrelated to the gandhi thing these are two separate thoughts #And Bedlund wrote on the head of a pin #which was cool #but HE WROTE MONSTER MOVIE! MY PROBABLY FAVORITE EPISODE!#and the fun wishing well one #ok listen if spn was the reason meta shit got popular #or it helped #most of that was cuz of bedlund #....bow down to bedlund for singehandedly popularizing my aesthetic holy hell

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Klainetober day 26

Prompt 26: Trick or Treat

Summary: McKinley is hosting a Halloween dance. Kurt needs a date.

Notes: This is another story I was already writing and I added some details to fit with the prompt for today. Really proud of this one, I hope you all enjoy it.

AO3

The first annual McKinley High Halloween Dance was next week and Kurt Hummel still didn’t have a date. It wasn’t as if he was waiting around for someone to ask him because he was fairly sure he was the only out person in the entire school, except maybe Brittany. No one seemed to have issues with her dating anyone from footballers to glee clubbers or even fellow Cheerio Santana. However, she didn’t label her relationship with Santana. Kurt suspected Santana wasn’t quite ready to give up on hooking up with boys. Whether she actually enjoyed the company of boys was up for debate. If you asked, Kurt was positive Santana was experiencing the similar fear he once had when he was deciding to confirm what all the bullies already said about him: he was gay.

If Quinn Fabray, chairwoman of the dance, got her way, Kurt would have to endure two more Halloween dances, dateless, until he graduated and got the hell out of Lima. All because she needed an excuse to wear couple costumes with her new boyfriend, Sam Evans. Which was the real reason, Kurt Hummel needed a date. The rules of the dance were simple: couple costumes only.

Before you ask why Kurt couldn’t just skip out on the dance altogether, Mr. Schue had signed the glee club up to perform. He had to go and in order to attend, he needed a date. Everyone else was paired up: Finn and Rachel, Puck and Lauren, Mike and Tina, and Artie had asked Mercedes just this morning to go with him as a friend of course. Artie was still upset that Brittany and Santana were dating. Kurt assumed he didn’t want to cause any trouble so Mercedes was Artie’s safest bet for a date. Though, Kurt wished he had asked his bestie before Artie did because that would’ve solved his issue.

Kurt felt more alone than ever. All around him were couples. As he sat in the Lima Bean, he tried to tear his eyes away from couples holding hands on top of the tables, whispering to each other while waiting in line, ordering for one another, and their adorable, little kisses on cheeks. He went back to flipping through his math notebook and continuing his test corrections, which was his way of avoiding his need to find a song for the dance to perform.

He put his headphones in and let the music of his favorite playlist take him away from Ohio. Music was his greatest escape. Except today all he could see were images of the glee club in their costumes.

Quinn and Sam were going as a Na’vi. It was going to take a lot of work to get all of that blue paint off their bodies.

Ever since their musical movie night of Grease, Rachel’s been obsessing over Olivia Newton John’s outfit and was surely going to force Finn into a T-Bird leather jacket.

Though Kurt wasn’t quite sure about Puck and Lauren’s costume, Lauren did tell him it was rather sexual, which didn’t surprise Kurt at all.

He and Lauren had struck up a decent friendship since she joined glee. It was partly because Puck already considered Kurt “his boy” and partly due to their similar wit and sense of humor. Moreso the latter.

Among those couples in his daydream, Kurt saw himself standing by the punch bowl simply observing the over-crowded dance floor and wishing he had a sweetheart to sway with him while cheesy popular Halloween music played.

He skipped the next song on his shuffle and set about getting back to his test corrections for geometry. Somebody helped themself to the seat in front of Kurt causing him to look up. There in his blazer and slightly gelled hair sat Blaine Anderson, cute as could be.

Blaine was a Warbler. The enemy, if you asked Rachel. But to Kurt, Blaine was a friend and confidant. Someone who understood him better than anyone else ever had. Kurt had met him on a failed spying mission to Dalton Academy during Girl vs. Boys week. Blaine serenaded him with Katy Perry and Kurt’s been a goner ever since.

“Hey you,” he said.

Kurt removed his headphones.

“Hi, what are you doing here?” Kurt asked. “Don’t you have rehearsal until 4?”

“It’s after 4, Kurt.” Blaine smiled.

Kurt looked at his phone and sure enough it was almost 5 o’clock. “Oh.”

“What are you working on?”

“Math,” Kurt said with a long sigh.

Blaine hummed like he understood Kurt’s frustrations with the subject.

“I could use a break honestly.”

“Great,” Blaine said,. “How’s glee? Did you have your sectionals yet?”

“Not yet, Mr. Schue won’t even tell us our competitors. Who are you competing against?” Kurt took a sip of his nonfat mocha. “Not Vocal Adrenaline, I hope.”

Blaine smiled like he had a secret. In the short time that they knew one another, Kurt was already aware that Blaine wasn’t capable of holding in secrets, especially good ones (unless they were top-secret and very serious matters, like the extent of Karofsky’s bullying). This secret had him ready to burst at the seams.

“What’s going on? Are you doing a medley of Pink songs?”

Blaine laughed. “I wish but no.”

“So, what’s this all about?” Kurt gestured to Blaine’s bouncing in his seat.

“The Warblers are up against the New Directions this year.”

“We’re competing?”

“Yes!” Blaine explained. “I know it’s kinda strange to be excited but this means I’ll get to see you and hear you sing. It’s going to be great no matter who wins.”

“Well, obviously it’s going to be us.”

Blaine rolled his eyes. “In your dreams.”

There was a slight break in conversation as Kurt gathered up his worksheets and placed them in a green folder. He wasn’t doing any more today. Not when Blaine was sitting across from him.

“How’s school going?”

Kurt had confessed so much to Blaine. Things he didn’t dare tell the New Directions or even his dad.

“Good,” Kurt said, with a small smile. “Karofsky’s suspension has turned into expulsion thanks to Coach Sue.” He lowered his voice and looked around to make sure no one was listening. “In addition to his threats on my life, he was caught in the act of kicking another student so…”

Blaine lowered his voice as well. “So, that means you’re safer right?”

“I hope so. I worried if it’ll mean the other bullies will take his place or if they’ll leave me alone altogether. Time will tell.”

Blaine tilted his head slightly to the left and scrunched his nose. “I guess that also means there’s no hope you’ll come to Dalton?”

“I’d miss McKinley too much.” Kurt shrugged. “But transferring isn’t completely off the table just yet.”

Blaine reached over and took Kurt’s hand. “I’m happy for you, y’know.”

“Thanks,” Kurt said. “In somewhat happier news, Quinn has declared a Halloween Dance.”

“That sounds fun but you said somewhat...what’s wrong with a spooky dance?”

“She has also declared it a couple costume dance.” Kurt sighed. “Everyone needs a date and yours truly has no one to ask.”

“Mercedes?”

“She’s going with Artie.”

“Huh, you guys having it on Halloween?”

“Yeah, it’s a Friday so it actually works out well.” Kurt raised his eyebrows wondering where Blaine was headed with this train of thought.

“In the evening, I assume.”

“Yeah, it’s at 7.”

“The Warblers usually do some trick or treating in the neighborhood, they like that some houses make them do tricks before giving them candy,” Blaine said with a smile, “but I can skip out this year. We should probably start brainstorming costume ideas.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’ll come with you, Unless, you’re too embarrassed to be seen with me,” Blaine teased.

“Definitely not,” Kurt assured him, “I’d be honored to have you come with me.”

It looked like Kurt had a date to the dance.

“And you’ll help me with my song selection.”

“Wouldn’t want it any other way,” Blaine said, “but only after you agree to be the peanut butter to my jelly?”

“I refuse to go as a sandwich,” Kurt huffed.

“The Mario to my Luigi!”

“Taken by Artie and Mercedes. Next.”

“Buzz Lightyear to my Woody?” Blaine suggested.

“As much as I love Disney–”

Blaine cut him off, “–and Pixar.”

“And Pixar,” Kurt confirmed. “No.”

“Why not? You’d look cute in a spacesuit.”

Kurt tried not to blush.

“How about Broadway legends for couple costumes?”

***

On Friday, Kurt found himself exactly where he thought he’d be: standing alone by the punch bowl. Coach Sue had made her special punch, usually reserved for proms, and was guarding it. Kurt felt safer knowing she was watching out for bullies and people, namely Puckerman, who would be trying to spike it.

One thing Kurt hadn’t accounted for in his daydreams was how good Blaine looked in red. His entire outfit clung to his body: freshly ironed red button-down, appropriately sinfully tight slacks, and a skinny blood red tie. Blaine was sitting with Tina and Mike in their zombie cheerleader and footballer costumes. Even from here, Kurt noticed black curls framing his face and the rest were held back by light gel and devil horns.

“Your alabaster complexion wasn’t enough, Porcelain,” Sue said, “you just had to dress like a heaven-sent cherub.”

“I think there was a compliment in there somewhere.” Kurt smiled.

“Your boyfriend is too preppy to be a devil,” she commented, “but you’re the only couple couple here that doesn’t make me gag.”

Before Kurt could tell her Blaine and him weren’t dating, she was already yelling at a student for coming too close to the punch bowl.

Kurt decided it was best to join Blaine at their table. He carried two plastic cups of orange punch and placed one in front of his date. Blaine smiled his thanks and continued his conversation with Mike about the best local dance studios. The Warblers wanted to brush up on some of their step dancing abilities.

When the song changed, Mike escotted Tina to the dance floor leaving Blaine and Kurt alone.

“Are you having fun?” Kurt asked.

“I am. The New Directions are great.” He took a sip of punch. “Rachel’s better in short doses, Tina’s a sweetheart, and Mike and Sam could easily be my new best friends.”

Kurt chuckled and ducked his head. Blaine moved his hand onto Kurt’s knee so he met the other boy’s eyes.

“Your friends are great, I understand why you wouldn’t want to leave them.”

“They are,” Kurt agreed. “Not that the Warblers aren’t amazing too.”

“Oh they’re a lot to get used to as well,” Blaine assured. “We tend to be...traditional.”

“The New Directions don’t follow any rules. We just are.”

“You belong here.”

Kurt shook his head. “Maybe in the eyes of the glee club. No one else wants to claim me.”

“I would,” Blaine told him.

“You would?”

Blaine nodded. “Wanna dance?”

Kurt hesitated but Blaine was standing there with his earnest grin and hand out just waiting for Kurt to grab it. How could he say no?

The boys went out onto the dance floor, joining a majority of the New Directions in their circle. Couples were paired up but everyone was still dancing together. It reminded Kurt of how they’d dance during glee breaks. Just general fun, no choreography or audience. They were teenagers enjoying each other’s company.

#klainetober #klainetober halloween fic extravaganza #halloween dance with new directions #klaine fanfic #my fics

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Sand Grains

Fandom: Avengers Pairing: Peter Parker x Male!Stark!Reader Summary: How much love is there? Well, it depends on how many sand grains there is in the world Word Count: 4,025 (Oof this is a long one guys) A/n: Okay, this bitch has been reading all the Field Trip trope in AO3 and lemme me tell you something, I love them, especially all the Avengers showing up at random times of the day like yes - so this is inspired this insert. CIVIL WAR/INFINITY WAR/ENDGAME NOT COMPLIANT (we’re all family here)

Peter has a great life.

He has a loving aunt, a weird second family, the two best friends ever, and a devoted boyfriend. He could not ask for a better life. He adored you, you were the most handsome person he’s ever laid eyes on and the smartest person. Well, at least for your age of nineteen. Being a year younger than you means that he still had school, bummer for him, but it was very easy to conceal the relationship between you and him.

It wasn’t because you weren’t ready to come out as a couple, you weren’t mentally prepared of the teasing the team had come up with. But, your moments were much more intimate. Especially that time when he first said those three special words.

“I love you,” He had said, as you turned around in his room with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, is that so?” There was a playful tease to your voice, “How much?”

��Every sand grain in the world,” He replied as you look taken aback, your eyes flickering above his head to process what he had admitted before you turned your attention back to him.

“Wow, that’s a lot,” You breathes out as you leaned closer to him, inches apart, “Then I love you, just a grain more.”

You mostly hang out his apartment in Queens, with his aunt taking the night shift, you’re at his for movie nights or just nights where you don’t have to conceal your relationship. Peter comes over to the Stark Tower, which was sold for a bit before your dad rebought it to spite Ross before he got detained, to do some interning.

Wednesdays are strictly interning, Fridays are Avenger bonding and the weekends are a mixture of both. Peter had his own room in the Stark Tower when he sleeps over for the weekend, starting on Friday and leaving on Sunday night. Which means he gets to see your face quite frequently.

He adores watching you tinkering in your part of the lab, advancing the tech for the Avengers. He also watches you get trained to take over the Stark Industries as Pepper and Tony had been coaxing you in your training. On top of that, you get training with the Avengers.

But, it was Wednesday and after dinner, he’ll be going home soon.

“Pete,” You hummed, knocking on the glass window next to the glass door, “Dinner.”

He looks up from his update on the Spider-man suit, “Coming, what is it?”

“Steve made Mac and Cheese whilst Natasha made Pot-roast Bombay chicken,” You explained as Peter and you make your way to the dinner table, “They were having a competition who is the better cook, try and not get in the firing line.”

“I’ll try not to.”

Peter loves hanging around with his second family, they were loud and fun. So, his happy mood was dampened quickly the next day.

“Alright guys,” Mr Harrington vocalised at Decathlon team meeting, “I’ve managed to snag us a field trip to the one and only, Stark Towers.”

“You- what?” Peter mutters under his breath.

“He said-” MJ started as Peter gave her a look, “You need a better hearing.”

She was teasing, she knew full well of his superhero status. Permission slips were being handed out and Peter bolted out of school to avoid Flash from taunting him anymore. He got home in record time as May was there to greet him.

“How’s school, kid?”

“Not bad, got a thing for you to sign,” Peter waved the sheet that needed signing, though by his look on his face May could tell he wasn’t happy, “A trip to the Stark Tower.”

“Oh honey, is that why you looked all glum?” May asked, grabbing the sheet and scanning it before promptly signing it off, “Why don’t you ask (Y/n) to come over, that always cheer you up.”

“Huh?”

“Oh, don’t act stupid now, Pete,” May laughs as he tilts his head in disbelief, “I know a smitten boy when I see one and it certainly wasn’t MJ that caught your attention this time.”

Sure, he had a slight crush on MJ for a bit but in his current situation, he loved you with all of his heart, if not more. Though his shoulders relax that his aunt had known, she wasn’t mad nor disappointed.

“Well, call him, I’m sure he’ll make up an excuse to come see you - I always wonder how that boy gets a lot of freedom.”

“(Y/n) has good lies,” Peter replies, “I once witnessed him lie to the team about being at conference meeting out of the country but had decided to take a holiday to India because he was getting sick and tired of the team.”

May shake her head as Peter calls you up, without a doubt you had come up with an excuse and had got at his apartment within half an hour. Hugging him tightly as you greeted May with a hug.

“You two have fun in the living room, no funny business going on our I will call your dad (Y/n).”

You put your hand up in defence, “I promise May, there is nothing funny than a good comedy film.”

May nodded in approval, as she shoos you off the living room, you smile at Peter, who looked down.

“I’m guessing this is about the trip, huh?” You asked, slinging your arm over your boyfriend.

“You know?”

“Yeah, everyone knows and I mean they know,” You emphasised, “Listen, it’s next Friday, there’s nothing to sweat, you know other than the impending embarrassment...”

Peter groaned, “This is the worst, it’s just my luck, Parker luck!”

“Hey, at least you get to prove that kid wrong, no?” You bumped shoulders with him, “I love you.”

“Oh, yeah how much because it’s hard to believe.”

You chuckle as you tenderly kissed his cheek, “With all the sand grains in the world.”

Peter looks up at you as he relaxes under you, letting out a wistful sigh, “I love you too, just a sand grain more.”

The days that were leading up to the trip had been eventful, with the team teasing and coming up with plans in front of Peter on how to embarrass him for the whole weekend. They even had started to tease Peter on a crush on MJ, and whilst Peter continues to redden it had contributed to the teasing.

Whilst you came off a little bit annoyed, which has caused the team to ask about why you had suddenly dislike MJ. So, over the weekend, you were actively ignoring or leave the room once they started to mention MJ.

“Come on, Petey,” You drawled out, ruffling his hair on Wednesday’s dinner, it was in two days that he will be back to face his death, “It’s not gonna be that bad.”

“Isn’t it Steve’s job to be optimistic about stuff like this?”

“Hey, the old man has been bouncing walls to embarrass you, give it to him,” You sat down at the dinner table next to Sam as Peter rolls his eyes whilst Steve calls out a ‘hey’ at being called old, “You’re staying after the trip, yeah? Don’t forget to have May have a note to leave you here.”

He had dreaded the day to come, sitting by Ned and the window with MJ behind, he was hoping that he could vanish out of thin air.

“Hey, Penis Parker,” Flash’s voice echoed.

“Flash, that behaviour is not acceptable,” Mr Harrington had warned, though it wasn’t going to stop the teenager from his bullying.

“You’re ready to be exposed for all your lies?” The boy had asked.

Whilst the rest of the team had rolled their eyes - whilst they hadn’t believed Peter and his internship they weren’t going to harass him every minute of the day. The only people who believed him was Ned and MJ, even Mr Harrington was sceptical of the whole thing and warned Peter not to say anything about this fake internship around Stark Industries to embarrass Midtown High.

So, when they had stepped off the bus, he wasn’t surprised to get pushed past by Flash, who got off the bus before Peter but held back just to dig at Peter. Ned had patted Peter on the shoulder with a reassuring smile as MJ started to scowl at Flash as she was captain of the team she took her role very seriously.

“Hi Midtown!” A preppy girl greeted the small group, her name was Emily, Peter had worked with her on some of her intern projects, “I’m Emily and I’m an intern at Stark Industries, I will be your tour guide of the day.”

Peter sighs, straightening his back as he listens to Emily rant about how they will be not allowed to take any pictures unless said otherwise.

“You will all be given a visitor pass, these passes allow clearance to certain aspects of the tower. Level one and two have the lowest clearance, level ones are usually tourist, visitors on tours such as you guys. Level two are guest who frequently visits so they could be friends and family of people who work here.”

“What level are you?” Cindy asked as Emily smiles softly.

“I’m level four, there are ten levels in total. Level three and four are usually interns or on the business side of the Industries such as sales. Usually starting interns or starting employees of the business management start at three before ranking up to four. Levels five to seven are the scientist in research and development or better known as R&D, like level three and four, they can be ranked up depending on how well they work.”

“What levels are the Avengers?” Abe asked.

“I was about to get to that!” Emily chirped, “Level eight are Lab directors, they oversee the whole lab they work in, check on interns work and all. Avengers are level nine and level ten are only to the Starks, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan, James Rhodes and anyone who have a connection to them that needs a full grant to areas of the tower.”

Flash was about to ask an important question before she had started to hand out passes before smiling at Peter. Flash was about to exclaim why Peter hadn’t been given a Level 1 pass that was a plain white card held in a black lanyard.

“We will be passing a metal detector, it’s for FRIDAY - Starks’ AI, to make sure you are safe to enter the building.” She had explained, swiping her pass like so and passing through the metal detection.

“Emily Robinson, Level 4: Intern, all clear.” The AI voice had startled the team before Emily had beckoned the group to pass.

The group was passing through until they had noticed that Peter was pushed back with MJ and Ned coming through with white passes but with a blue, a white and red lanyard around their neck.

“Ned Leeds, Level 2: Frequent Visitor, all clear,” Friday sounded slightly warmer, “Welcome back Ned!”

MJ was quick to scan her pass and walk through, “Michelle Jones, Level 2: Frequent Visitor, all clear,” whilst the Decathlon team looked shocked MJ just rolls her eyes, “Welcome back MJ!”

Peter sighs and scans his pass, which was a light blue with the lanyard designed with red and blue with intricate details of spider webs, “Peter Parker, Level 10: Personal Intern, all clear.”

Peter had sighed out in relief when Friday hadn’t called out he was an Avenger, but then again, he was never called out as an Avenger if he as entering from the entrance like a normal person.

“Welcome back, Peter, the Starks have been informed of the arrival.” Friday had warmed her voice, Peter almost senses a smile in the tone despite being only an AI.

“WHAT!” Flash had exploded, that was one for MJ’s sketchbook.

“Miniboss has sent down a message, Peter, would you like to hear it?”

Peter chuckles at your nickname, you were either referred as Mini boss by FRIDAY or Mini Stark by the rest of the team, you don’t seem to mind it despite being grumpy about the nickname. Peter was sure you were secretly fond of the nickname.

“No, he can wait.”

He knew you couldn’t wait, it’s a Stark trait that you and your dad cannot wait. But, he was going to do it anyway, because admittedly he was a little shit. This was only the start of the tour and he was ready to end himself.

“Okay, but he said sand grains but I don’t understand.”

“I understand perfectly, thanks, Friday.”

He smiles to himself, at least you were trying to cheer him up.

He wishes the day couldn’t get any worst but it had. He had run in with each Avengers so far. Steve and Bucky coming down at the museum of the Avengers History to say hi to Peter, who turned red when they heard a girl gasp only to find it was only Ned.

Sam came down a few minutes later after Steve and Bucky tried to answer questions only to rile the Decathlon team to ask more questions. They all leave grinning and ruffling his hair.

“I’m showing Tony the PSA videos,” Peter muttered, unhappy as the three men just continue to grin.

“Bold enough of you to think I haven’t shown him already.”

Peter glanced at Sam with a raised eyebrow, “Hey, don’t look at me, blame Mini Stark on making these two old men catch up with the memes.”

Trust you to make Steve and Bucky too aware of the teenage world.

“See you later, squirt,” Steve beams, “I’m making tacos tonight.”

Then, after the Decathlon team had gotten over Peter’s interaction with three Avengers, they still haven’t gotten over Peter bantering with the Avengers. As Flash was about to hurl more abuse to Peter about his fake internship, despite many people telling already it was true, he refused to believe it.

“Hey, Penis-” The elevator door slide open earlier than usual, they were not at their stop.

“Oh, hey,” Peter offers weakly, his voice breaking, “Hi Nat.”

“Hey ребенок паук,” She smiles, entering the elevator, turning to MJ, “Hey MJ.”

Natasha gives Peter a side glance as Peter rolls his eyes, knowing what she was trying to insinuate, no doubt that you would have heard this hint in your little lab. He can’t seem to shake off the rumours that he doesn’t like MJ in that way without becoming red.

“Good thing, (Y/n) isn’t here,” Natasha hums, “I don’t understand why he’s in a foul mood lately every time we mention MJ, didn’t know he dislikes the girl.”

MJ raised an eyebrow at Peter, who looks at her with a sheepish smile, “He hears everything, Nat, you know that.”

“Still, that kid needs to sort himself out, he’s just as petty as his dad.”

“I heard that,” Your voice grumbled through the ceiling as Peter’s classmate jumped, “I’m not that petty.”

“You’re pretty petty,” Peter responds back, only to get a string of grumbling from your end.

Natasha chuckles, “Hey Stark, you better get a move on with fixing my bites or I’ll have Parker do it for me.”

The group had gaped at the Avenger, who affectionately bumps his shoulder and the elevator doors slide open.

“This is your stop, ребенок паук, enjoy the rest of your tour,” She teased as Peter’s ears flared hot.

For a split second, he had forgotten that he was on a school trip. The elevator door closed ominously as Peter noticed that they were on the R&D labs, well, one of the many labs.

“Does the rich boy not like me?” MJ asked, though on the outside she seemed like she couldn’t care less however on the inside, she was offended.

“No, he does, but the team thinks I have a crush on you and it’s getting to him so he avoids any conversations with you in it,” Peter explains as MJ nods.

It was his Parker luck that he would run into Bruce and Clint eventually. Clint had been poking at Bruce’s work before greeting Peter as hyper as he could. Bruce tiredly sighs before waving to Peter. The two Avengers leaving their interaction short.

“I can’t believe you, dickwad,” Flash hissed, obviously infuriated that Peter hadn’t been lying, “What money did you give to let you in? Did your aunt sucked dick-”

“I wouldn’t finish that Flash,” Peter growled dangerously low, a sudden protective instinct had washed over him, he will not take May slander.

“Or what, Penis?” Flash taunted.

Peter was about to punch him but Emily had called over that they were going to do a Q&A with Tony, himself as if Peter couldn’t want to bury himself in a hole even more.

Flash scoffs and shoves Peter into Ned, “Ignore him, Pete, he’s just being a dick.”

“He insulted May.”

“He insulted May?” Ned exclaims, “Changed my mind, punch him.”

“That’s not like you to say,” MJ interjected but shrugged, “But, I’m for it.”

The team had sat down in a conference room, it wasn’t just Tony speaking up but it was the rest of the team who had been notified about the bullying that was going on for the rest of the day. Even, Pepper managed to show up despite being very busy.

“You’re telling me that Parker, puny little Parker actually does work for you?” Flash exclaims as Peter stands up with Flash.

Just as Tony was about to snap at the kid Peter had interrupted, “You know, Flash, you’re gonna wish that it was them that was scowling at you and not him.”

“Who-?”

“Me,” You dryly commented at the doorway, eyes were drawn up to you, noticing a terrifying glint in your eyes, “Eugene Thompson, right?”

“You know me?”

“Oh yeah, kid,” You commented, despiting being a year older than him and taking strides to be uncomfortably close to him, Peter winces, “You’re the kid that’s bullying my boyfriend, my boyfriend who was supposed to tell me or May or anyone on the Avengers that if his bullying got worst.”

“Yeah, about that...”

“Not now, Pete.”

“See, we could all endure a 45 minutes presentation that I’ve made on why Peter Parker is fucking-”

“Language-” Tony scowls as the team smirks at the inside joke, but it had dropped that you weren’t dropping

“Wonderful, smart and amongst everything else that you could never be. I love that kid with all my heart, I love him with every grain of sand in the world. I’ll be damned if anything bad happens to him. So, what do you value more? Your fingers or your toes?”

There was a splutter of fear as the Avengers almost had an uproar when you had threatened the kid, the Decathlon team too afraid to challenge a Stark as Peter stood awkwardly watching his boyfriend confront his bully.

“Or, we could do it the easy way where you get on your knees, beg for forgiveness, though Peter will not be taking it, and admit that Peter Parker is always going to be ten times the man you’ll never be.”

Flash looks at Peter as you pressed a heavy finger on Flash’s chest to make him look at you.

“You will never have an opportunity at Stark Industries, and don’t get me angry or I will ruin your chances for any Ivy Leagues or MIT or Caltech.”

“You can’t do that!” Flash gasped, whining like a little kid.

“Why not? Going to run to daddy to sue us? Don’t worry, our lawyers are already suing you for assaulting a valuable member of Stark Industries, right babe?”

Peter reddens as eyes look over to him, “He might have bruised a few ribs when kicked me off the ropes in gym class.”

“Peter!” Tony and Pepper stressed out, as Avengers was even taken back with this revelation.

“Is there any other injuries your sustain to him?” Steve asked, concerned.

“I’ll tell you later,” Peter murmured, leaving the Avengers uneasy.

“And you-” You looked over your shoulder, turning away to look at the teacher, “See whilst you were lecturing Peter to not tarnish Midtown’s reputation, you and Flash have done an incredible job at doing so... What teacher ignores bullying?”

“I-I-...?”

“I can answer that!” MJ calls out, looking smug as she was gathering source for her sketchbook, “Flash’s parents contribute a lot to the school, telling him off would put that on the line.”

“You could have focused on students’ mentality, students in general, but no you rather feed to a kid’s ego and in a way, contribute to the bullying, and man,” you looked in distaste, “You’re a bit old to be called in the principal office at your age.”

“What?”

“You’d be lucky if you still have a job,” You shrugged, looking smug, “Made a few calls and turns out bullying is not tolerated in the school, which has been messaged through on Steve’s PSA.”

“I think that’s enough, babe,” Peter pleaded you looked at him, your shoulders deflating, you had been surprised that no one had stopped you from ranting.

“Alright,” You hummed softly, your eyes softening at Peter who smiles at you, “Only after this.”

You had a good right hook on Flash’s jaw, the Avengers quickly jumping off stage to the scene but you had backed off to go around the table to meet Peter.

“You just right hooked him.” Peter spoke astonished as you grinned at him, “You’re lucky I love you, but that was embarrassing.”

“Oh? Well, the kid needed his ego knock down a notch,” You snaked your arms around him and pulled him close.

He buried his face in your neck as you chuckled, watching Emily frantically moving the Decathalon kids out and back to the entrance. You knew that you’re going to get a lecture from one of the guys in the room.

“Look after him Stark! He’s had a bad day,” MJ calls before being the last one to exit.

“No problem MJ!” You grinned as Peter groans, “Come on, Petey I can’t be that bad!”

“You just sucker punch a kid-” Bucky exclaims but there was evident amusement in his tone.

“He’s a year younger than me, it’s fine Buck.”

“I admit that was a good hit,” Natasha complimented, “Little bastard deserves it.”

“It’s fine, there’s no video evidence of anything and Peter’s classmates all signed a form about things being slipped out, I might have slipped in some extra stuff.”

“You planned this!” Peter exclaims, burying his face out of your neck as he looks at you.

“Well, not exactly, I wasn’t expecting to punch him but he said some stuff about May but the whole rant thing was planned,” You explained, “Am I the greatest boyfriend or am I the greatest boyfriend.”

“He really is your kid, Stark,” Sam commented, “He’s all cocky now.”

Peter shakes his head, “I love you with every sand grain in the world.”

You chuckled, kissing his temple, “And I love you, just a sand grain more.”

“Okay, was anybody going to tell me that Peter and (Y/n) were dating or was I just supposed to witness the cutest shit ever myself?” Steve asked out loud, quoting that one meme Peter had heard from.

“Language, Steve,” Bucky teased.

You and Peter looked at each other before looking at the superfamily.

“You got to stop teaching the old men memes, (Y/n),” Peter chuckles, you shrugged, holding his hand.

“Can’t help it,” You looked at your dad and offered him a sheepish smile as he looked annoyed, “I can explain?”

“You have a lot to explain young man.” Tony doesn’t use his father voice a lot, but the Avengers cringed because they knew Tony meant business, “I want a full rundown of your relationship with Peter, start to now, not missing details okay? Yay, girl time!”

This was going to be a long weekend, but Peter spares you a glance again and relaxes into your side. But, at least he has you and his large love for you.

#peter parker #peter parker imagine #peter parker x male!reader #x male reader #Avengers #avenger imagines #avengers imagine #personal favourite

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dominicvail · 5 years

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the la team kind of defy nerd/jock/goth/prep stereotypes by all being a little of each and i actually love that Sam is a Massive nerd but enough of a preppy jock that he will get pissed off if ever grouped with the nerds and G acts like a massive jock but y’all know the idiot could have come first in any class he bothered to actually do the work for and Eric and Nell are super super nerds but also Massive football fans etc etc BUT sometimes it interferes with me imagining the Non Meerkat team members all being super into the New Nerd Thing but neric have never even like, heard of it???

And they then have an identity crisis.

#text #this is so stupid #... i was thinking of g/ood omens when i wrote this but i've like #not seen it #so any references will fly over my head #actually that's a lie #i probs understand them all through sheer dashboard osmosis

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gokinjeespot · 4 years

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off the rack #1303

Monday, March 2, 2020

This is a public service announcement. You will be ticketed for parking on the street during a parking ban even though the snow has already been cleared from the roads. We got a ticket parked in front of our house last week because we couldn't get into our driveway after the grader left a big snow bank at the end of it. I hope to spare anyone from being dinged with what I think is an unfair fine.

Amazing Spider-Man: Daily Bugle #2 - Mat Johnson (writer) Mack Chater (art pages 1-12) Francesco Mobili (art pages 13-20) Dono Sanchez-Almara, Protobunker & Peter Pantazis (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). I can't read the rest of this 5-issue mini. The art really bothered me this issue. It was hard to tell what was going on the first few pages and then seeing Peter Parker in civvies looking almost exactly like the bad guy confused me further. There are interesting mysteries about Spidey's webbing and a Wilson Fisk involvement with an explosion, but this story probably won't matter in the grand scheme of things, so I don't think I'll miss anything if I bail out here.

Punisher Soviet #4 - Garth Ennis (writer) Jacen Burrows (pencils) Guillermo Ortego (inks) Nolan Woodard (colours) Rob Steen (letters). Frank and Valery go after Konstantin by kidnapping his trophy wife. She's amenable to divorce by Punisher. Thank Garth for improving my mood.

Basketful of Heads #5 - Joe Hill (writer) Leomacs (art) Riccardo La Bella (additional pencils) Dave Stewart (colours) Deron Bennett (letters). Everything leading up to this issue has been circumstantial. Now the villain tells the complete story. I'm rooting for June to survive this mess.

Year of the Villain: Hell Arisen #3 - James Tynion IV (writer) Steve Epting & Javier Fernandez (art) Nick Filardi (colours) Travis Lanham (letters). Heh, it's the Joker who helps Lex beat the Batman Who Laughs. It looks like next issue's pulse pounding conclusion will be Lex and his super villains versus the Batman Who Laughs and his infected super heroes. It's been a while since the Main Man has been in a comic that I've read.

Avengers #31 - Jason Aaron (writer) Gerardo Zaffino, Geraldo Borges, Szymon Kudranski, Oscar Bazaldua, Robert Gill & Mattia De Iulis (art) Rachelle Rosenberg & Mattia De Iulis (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). I haven't seen Tony Stark in a while so I assumed he was dead. Nope. He was zapped a million years into the past by the master manipulator Mephisto. The devil tries to get Tony's soul. This is a wonderful full issue of Iron Man and if Jason wrote an Iron Man book, I'd read it.

Amethyst #1 - Amy Reeder (story & art) Gabriela Downie (letters). I remember reading the original Amethyst book when it hit the racks in 1983 with the Ernie Colon art. It was fun and weird with a plucky heroine. This new Wonder Comics book has the appeal of having art by Amy Reeder who wowed me with her work on Madame Xanadu and Rocket Girl. Here she is writing as well and the art and story is tight and concise. This is a nice substitute for the dearly departed Naomi book.

Avengers of the Wastelands #2 - Ed Brisson (writer) Jonas Scharf (art) Neeraj Menon (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). It's the origin of Captain America of the Wastelands. His name is Grant. I think this is a great way to change tried and true Marvel characters to make them fresh and new. Having them fight an evil Doctor Doom is nice and simple. Four Avengers may become five but they have to contend with a super villain first.

Suicide Squad #3 - Tom Taylor (writer) Bruno Redondo (art) Adriano Lucas (colours) Wes Abbott (letters). The new Squad's first mission under Lok's leadership does not go according to plan. Neither are these super villains what they seem. This is why I read Tom Taylor books. Forget about any new Crises and DCeased and pick up this most excellent comic book for some straight up action and skulduggery.

Kill Lock #3 - Livio Ramondelli (story & art) Tom B. Long (letters). I get why the calligraphy font is used in the Wraith's word balloons but man, is it hard to read. This issue explains why The Kid is innocent and shouldn't be branded. The four droids find the one who can lead them to the Kill Lock's off switch but she betrays them. This universe of sentient robots is pretty cool.

Jessica Jones: Blind Spot #4 - Kelly Thompson (writer) Mattia De Iulis (art) VC's Cory Petit (letters). Each issue has started off with Jessica held captive by the bad guy. The end of this issue reveals who that is and how she was killed and resurrected. I am looking forward to the conclusion to see how she defeats the villain.

Batman Superman #7 - Joshua Williamson (writer) Nick Derington (art) Dave McCaig (colours) John J. Hill (letters). A new story starts here. Part 1 of "The Kandor Compromise" pits the World's Finest duo against Ra's Al Ghul and General Zod. One of the bad guys is working with the good guys. I got bored of the fight between Superman and Rogol Zaar so what happened to the city of Kandor was a surprise to me. I'm interested to see the final fate of the shrunken city.

Giant-Size X-Men: Jean Grey and Emma Frost #1 - Jonathan Hickman (writer) Russell Dauterman (art) Matthew Wilson (colours) VC's Clayton Cowles (letters). This mostly wordless $4.99 US one-shot will be a quick read but I read it twice just to soak in the beautiful art. The story starts with the discovery Storm's body and ends with a problem after Ororo is resurrected. This leads into a story where Jean, Emma, Logan and Scott will have to save Storm again.

Leviathan Dawn #1- Brian Michael Bendis (writer) Alex Maleev (art) Josh Reed (letters). Leviathan succeeded in shutting down every spy agency and the leader has been revealed to be an ex-spy named Mark Shaw. The good guys are still trying to fight back but they're going to need help. Time for Kingsley Jacobs to start up Check Mate again. I like the players he's gathered. I'm looking forward to watching this game unfold.

Finger Guns #1 - Justin Richards (writer) Val Halvorson (art) Rebecca Nalty (colours) Taylor Esposito (letters). And now for something completely different. This new urban fantasy introduces two teenagers with a weird power. Wes discovers that when he shoots people with his left hand he can make them angry. Sadie can calm people down when she uses her right finger gun. They meet by accident at the mall and try to get a handle on their newfound powers. It's a cool concept and I wonder where these kids are going to end up.

Fantastic Four: Grimm Noir #1 - Gerry Duggan (writer) Ron Garney (art) Matt Milla (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). This one's all about Ben's bad dreams. I thought the bad guy was Nightmare but it's another one of those mystical villains that generally mess with Doctor Strange. I expected some sort of Mickey Spillane type story but there's no murder, just a pretty dame needing rescue. It's a nice character study of the ever lovin' blue-eyed Thing.

Detective Comics #1020 - Peter J. Tomasi (writer) Brad Walker (pencils) Andrew Hennessy (inks) Brad Anderson (colours) Rob Leigh (letters). Two-Face is back and he's more bipolar than ever. This is what I like to see, an old villain presented in a slightly new way. We still have the scarred coin dictating how Harvey acts but there's a new twist with a cult of fanatics and the Church of the Two Strikes. I love how the first page hints at the return of the Court of Owls too.

Falcon & Winter Soldier #1 - Derek Landy (writer) Federico Vicentini (art) Matt Milla (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). This 5-issue team-up starts off with a heavily armed and armoured hit squad attacking Bucky Barnes in his home. The Winter Soldier emerges unscathed and hops his motorcycle to find out who sent the killers. Meanwhile Sam Wilson is searching for a missing vet. The two meet at a government agency office where all the staff are dead. Wanting to know who's doing all the killing has got me interested in reading the rest but when a preppy killer shows up and kicks both of the heroes asses I decided to put this mini on my "must read" list. The kid's name is the Natural. Picture a blonde Damian Wayne in a pair of Chuck Taylors.

The Amazing Spider-Man #40 - Nick Spencer (writer) Iban Coello & Ze Carlos (art) Brian Reber & Peter Pantazis (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). The fight between Spider-Man and Chance had to do with a bet that Chance could get one of Spidey's web shooters. What bothered me was how easily that was done and Spider-Man's lack of urgency to get it back. There's a couple of foreshadowing scenes that will keep me reading however. One involves the Clairvoyant device and the other is who Norah Winters is working with.

X-Men #7 - Jonathan Hickman (writer) Leinil Francis Yu (art) Sunny Gho (colours) VC's Clayton Cowles (letters). This issue is dedicated to a new Mutant Ritual called the Crucible. It's a lot shorter than calling it the Arena of Death and Rebirth. It shows how mutants who have lost their powers can get them back. But first we have to endure a deep philosophical discussion between Cyclops and Nightcrawler. It's a real snoozer if you're an action fan.

Action Comics #1020 - Brian Michael Bendis (writer) John Romita Jr. (pencils) Klaus Janson (inks) Brad Anderson (colours) Dave Sharpe (letters). I wish they would stop with the deceiving covers. It looks like Superman is trying to come between Lex Luthor and Leviathan but what actually happens inside is Superman fighting Lex and the Legion of Doom. If it weren't for Young Justice helping out I would have found this issue boring.

X-Men/Fantastic Four #2 - Chip Zdarsky (writer) Terry Dodson (pencils) Rachel Dodson, Karl Story & Ransom Getty (inks) Laura Martin (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). There's a lot of heroes accusing heroes of shenanigans concerning the disappearance of Franklin and Valeria. They are actually guests of Doctor Doom. Victor wants to reverse what Reed did to his son and I want to know why. With the X-Men converging on Doom Island, good old Doc Doom is prepared for an attack.

X-Force #8 - Benjamin Percy (writer) Bazaldua (art) Guru-eFX (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). Why did Oscar Bazaldua stop using his first name in the credits? Domino and Colossus attack the flesh factory making assassins using Neena's DNA. The organisation funding the flesh factory has a mysterious benefactor and I'm hanging around to find out who that is. I wish they would change either Sage or Jubilee's costume. I keep getting them confused.

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