because how does this man live!

Unfamiliar with Miles Morales?

Saw that trailer of Spider-man: Into the Spider-verse, but you do not know much about Miles? I got you, fam.


Okay, this is going to be really thorough because Miles is under the pen of Brian Michael Bendis. If you are unfamiliar with Bendis’ style of writing, then I’ll explain it to you. Bendis is not a fan of the complete comic book. What I mean is that he will not wrap up a story in one or two issues because he focuses on developing aspects of the plot such as characters, their motivations, and the overall nuances to the world around him. Bendis displaces immediate action in favor of overall plot. He sacrifices pacing for development and most critics of his point out that sometimes they aren’t getting a complete comic book instead it just feels like a part in a story. I say “buy volumes, asshole” or just appreciate how well defined the world is.

Anyways, here we go.

Miles is a Black Latino American born in Brooklyn and is the son of Rio Morales and Jefferson Morales, formerly known as Jefferson Davis. Miles has an Uncle Aaron who does not get along with Jefferson nor Rio for reasons I won’t specify at the moment. Miles’ story begins when his mom and dad drag him to a Lottery. What kind of Lottery, you ask? Well…

A lottery that poor inner city kids enter into to receive private school education so that they actually have a chance at a decent life instead of thrust into Public School Zoning where they will most likely get shot at, join a gang, do drugs, and/or receive poor education. This is not made up. This actually happens in real life. Notice how there is a lot of people of color here? And before some asshole makes the remark that this is a handout, these kids are gifted and had to take a test to be entered in the lottery. Miles and a lot of these kids passed so they do possess the intellect to get in these schools. They don’t possess the money however. Anyways, Miles gets his lucky number drawn, 42(Jackie Robinson’s Baseball number if you don’t realize the symbolism), and he becomes enrolled in Brooklyn Visions Academy.

You’d expect Miles to be happy, but no one wants to be that jackass to be happy during someone else’s funeral or will reading. Not a great analogy, but you have future? Great. Everybody else is just screwed though? …Okay? Yeah. So Miles decides to tell his Uncle Aaron the news and he is proud of him. He mentions that he has an opportunity that he and Miles’ dad didn’t have when they were growing up and tells Miles that this is a ticket out of this cesspool a.k.a the hood…not what culture appropriating white people call the hood or I’m talking motherfucking get your shit janked Hood.

Miles sits down on a couch while he and Aaron are talking and he notices a pack with a mysterious red case.Aaron decides to get his nephew a Popsicle and notices that Miles is messing around with his stuff. Aaron acts all sketchy and quickly tells Miles that it is nothing when prompted and takes the case while handing Miles the Popsicle. Of course, Miles completely ignores the sketchiness of his Uncle because fucking Popsicles, man. His Uncle leaves him for a bit and Miles just chills out on the couch eating his swirl orange and lemon flavored treat. Oh yes, this is the life. Your parents are proud of you because you did something. People giving you popsicles and shit. Nothing can ruin this moment. He woke up this morning feeling like he got to thank God. He don’t know why, but this day was feeling kind of odd. 5-Oh did not even do no flexing. Sheeeyat, they did not  even look in a brother’s direction. No Stop and Frisk in this bitch! Today was a good day.

Well shit.

That is right. A mysterious spider with the number 42(symbolism) on it’s thorax bites Miles. He freaks out and flings that eight legged fuck large motherfucker off his hand. Miles then trips over his Uncle’s coffee table and begins to have a seizure. His Uncle Aaron finds him on the ground as Miles begins to pass out. Miles wakes up and finds his Uncle tending to him. Apparently, Aaron had to call daddy Morales and Papa was about to stomp his foot up in Aaron’s ass.

Miles freaks out while Aaron and Jefferson are arguing and he decides to runaway from the commotion. Jefferson notices that Miles and missing and decides to go after him. He heads out the apartment and sees a swathe of people, but no little Miles. He heads out into the crowd, but there is a faint voice calling out to him that he doesn’t notice. As Jefferson keeps looking, Miles stands up and notices that something changed in himself.

Miles panics and begins to run away. He sees a pair of handymen carrying a T.V. in front of him and he is going full speed at them. 

Motherfucka got hops like MJ. That is like a 72 inch leap. 6 feet in the air. Kobe be like, “Dayuum.” The crowd impressed with the nastiness stops and looks at the boy only for him to turn invisible. People freak out and Miles gets away from the crowd. He eventually meets up with a bunch of teenagers who are standing in front of an apartment. One of them tries to rob little Miles of his bookbag. Miles, not having their shit, grabs him by the arm and clings to his belongings for dear life. Something happened when Miles grabbed the little bastard and the bully stepped back in feeling something is wrong. All of the sudden, a surge of electricity courses through his body and the asshole is knocked out. The other teens watched the event and Miles feeling all big and bad yells out the teens to leave him alone…and then he runs away like a dork.

Eventually Miles meets up with his best friend, Ganke(pronounced Gain-Key). It also might be a nickname for Gankeyama. Regardless, Miles tries to show Ganke his power to turn invisible and well..

Ganke is not too impressed. Failing at the task, Miles inadvertently touches Ganke’s Lego construction that he was working on before Miles arrived at his place and…

This nigga did not just…

Oh hell no. No joke, I would have fucked Miles’ shit up if I were Ganke. Anyways, Ganke is impressed with the display in spite of Miles wrecking his hard worked on Lego construction. A really fucking impressive Lego boat. With sails and everything. Miles lucky that he is a friend because shit would have gone down. 

Miles is not particularly thrilled that he has these new abilities. You see, in the Ultimate Universe having powers or even being a mutant sucks after Magneto and Dr.Doom decided to flood New York. Think like being a Muslim after 9/11. Yeah that bad.

Ganke and he are talking until Papa Morales arrives and takes Miles away. He is a little peeved that Miles ran away from him earlier, but they have a little father-son talk in New York Central Park. Jefferson tells Miles that Uncle Aaron is a bad person and is a cat burglar. He also tells Miles that Aaron has been and jail…and so has he.

Could you imagine telling your son that? They are raised to believe that only bad people go to jail and police are their friends. Then you have to tell them that you were a criminal. You were a bad guy. It is a conversation that you never want to have with your kids, but they have to know.  Miles is amazed, but Jefferson is annoyed. His words?

So Papa Morales hates Mutants or people with super powers in general. Miles thinks he is a mutant and he knows he has super powers. Oh shit, character dynamics. Miles gets taken home by Grumpy Morales and then he gets a text from Ganke at night.

Miles has spider powers. And then the plot thickens…or thins…or lengthens? Whatever. Anyways, Ganke immediately comes over after Miles presumably texts back telling him what he just did and wants to see it from himself. Miles shows him.

Of course, Ganke is stoked that his best friend is Spider-man. After discussion, Miles and Ganke decide to go to Aaron and ask where the spider came from. They go to his apartment only to find the place emptied out. 

Well that is not strange or peculiar for a man to empty out his apartment after a day? Anyways, that is not important to you right now.

They head back out and then they see a building on fire and the fire department trying to rescue a woman in distress.

In an act of heroism, Miles saves a woman and a little girl. He should be really proud of himself right? 

So yeah, Miles doesn’t become a superhero because he rationalizes that there is already a Spider-man around. He can see the writing on the wall with how dangerous it is. He is scared. He is afraid. So Miles decides to live a normal life and goes to school. He does his homework and just lives his life.

And then, he gets a nightmare that Electro shocks him to death. 

His Resident Assistant wakes both Ganke and Miles up and tells them to go to the auditorium. They get the news.

Well shit, man.

Miles decides to help Spider-man. Someone busted a cap in Spider-man red and blue ass and it also turns out Spider-man is fighting the Sinister Six while shit is going down in New York for reasons that I won’t bother explaining. Miles eventually arrives in Queens, in front of Peter’s home.

But it is too late.

Miles feels bad because he feels like this is his fault. He feels that he was coward for not trying to reach Spider-man. Maybe he could have helped him. He was given these powers for a reason and he chose not to use them and now Spider-man is dead because he was scared of his dad. He was scared of what others would have thought. He didn’t take responsibility and now Peter Parker is dead. 

Damn. Of course, Ganke puts in a different perspective. 

Miles and Ganke go to Peter Parker’s funeral where there are hundred of people gathered around. And they witness the impact, Spider-man had on people. They witness Aunt May and Gwen are stopped by a little girl who tells Aunt May that Peter rescued this little girl from a fire and she did not die because of him.

Miles calls over Gwen Stacey and asks why he did what he did. She shrugs him off at first still visibly upset. But eventually Gwen Stacey gives him this answer.

This is the connection between Miles and Peter.  Through people who knew Peter, Miles becomes inspired just as Spider-man hoped his message of Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility. Just as that message was passed onto to his fans, the message is passed onto Miles. We will never personally know Peter Parker, but we are inspired by him all the same.

So Miles decides to redesign a costume and try his hand at crime fighting. Of course, Miles can’t sow so Ganke buys him one.

So Miles has the costume, the powers, and now all he has to do is just walk out there and do it, right?

Nope.

Of course this doesn’t deter the little guy and he decides to keep at it until he gets a better costume. Although there are still people pissed that Miles is wearing Peter’s costume.

Spider-woman is pretty pissed that someone just decides to take up the mantle. So she confronts the new Spidey on top of a building. She accidentally knocks him out, captures him, and takes him to SHIELD headquarters. Miles wakes up to Iron Man, Hawkeye, and Nick Fury, with Spider-woman of course, watching him behind a force field. 

That is right, Miles. Plead the fifth. 

Nick Fury goes on to tell Miles that Aaron is also the Prowler. He also tells him that he needs a new costume if he wants to keep doing this. Of course,  this interaction gets interrupted when fucking Electro busts out of prison, again. Seriously, why do they still keep villains in the same place where SHIELD headquarters are? Did they learn nothing?

Iron Man, Jessica Drew, and Hawkeye engage Electro to no avail. Electro is hellbent on killing Nick Fury so instead of trying to escape, he sticks around for his own personal headhunt. Of course, he is shocked(see what I did there) to see Spider-man still alive.

He subdues Electro. Kid is a G. So next day, he tells Ganke what happened and then they are confronted by a girl holding a suitcase.

And I’m ending this right here. By the way, this is the first 5 issues of the comic. I intentionally left out details as to where the spider came from and how did Peter end up getting shot and what exactly is the deal with his Uncle Aaron.

So this is Miles Morales.

what if medusa was a real woman. i mean: what if the woman with snakes in her hair was once a tiny girl with beautiful braids in her black hair.

what if the stories came from her smooth hands. when she was six she could make pottery that looked like flowers blooming in your palms. could carefully create replicas of any plant she saw.

and medusa was smart. ran from home, tucked up her hair so it looked short, made herself into a little boy. besides, they liked pretty boys. medusa at school with top grades, sending her unknowable stares at the other men. because the whole time she’s learning the planes of their faces, the way they look while they’re thinking, the slight twist of their hand that meant they were lying. 

medusa going home to sketch every little figure. comes to school in the morning with her hands caked in pottery clay. medusa learns. scrubs dirt on her face to mimic their planes. tilts her head the right way when she’s thinking. doesn’t twist her hand when she’s lying.

in her back yard, a little garden grows. statues of ceramic boys only three feet tall. at first, she can’t quite get the faces right. men are not the same as plants. there is something weird about the proportions she uses. medusa frowns.

she starts making animals instead for a bit, annoyed and disheartened. she’d always just been naturally good at it, and the fact she couldn’t just make something felt as if she’d lost her gift.

she makes cats and dogs and her neighbor’s birds and keeps going.

the snake wasn’t her favorite. he just wouldn’t leave her alone, so she gave up and let him sleep on her in the cold nights. besides, he was a small garden snake, couldn’t even bite her hard, just wanted a place of warmth. she let him rest on the angles of her shoulders, right near her neck, even if he sometimes forgot and held her too hard. that was okay. when she was little, she forgot too, sometimes, and shattered the slim walls of her pottery. the snake had a lot of growing up to do.

she loved no one. not because she was cold-hearted. just because it wasn’t something she wanted. she was busy with her artwork.

she chose an apprenticeship under a master craftsman. his sculptures made her breath stop. she was careful in the workshop, kept her things simple, kept her mouth shut. he called her stupid often. she would duck her head. sometimes she would make mistakes on purpose. all the while he only made sculptures of men. said there was no beauty in women. often made savage remarks about those they saw in the market.

and all the while, she watched him. she watched him and she went home and sketched. this is how his hands were when he made a vine. this is how they were when shaping a nose.

and her back yard garden would grow. little boys became her master, over and over and over, until she could get his jaw right. ceramic became sculpture.

he was who took her to athena’s temple. who shouted at her about how beautiful the statues were against her own. every week he’d come back and shame her. asked how the women there were smarter than the man she was supposed to be. medusa ducked her head and grit her teeth.

in her back yard, she made them. she made every god and goddess she’d seen in the city. her favorite was athena. she ached over her features. had spent so long in the world of men, was blinded by the beauty of women.

it was a black night. and medusa thought her master had left the temple before her. she loosened all the bindings that kept her from breathing. took her hair out. worshiped in peace. placed on athena’s alter a small and beautiful thing. the goddess, head tilted, thinking.

when he found medusa, what made him angry was not her small frame. it was the statute. a delicate thing. much better than the ones he had ever made.

he took it and snapped it in half. threw it deep in the temple’s well to rot. pulled her by her hair. demanded to know where it had come from.

medusa, angry, tired of hiding, tired of late nights and being a boy and pretending: medusa, athena-mad, spat on him. “I did it,” her voice is strong and full of hatred, “A woman made something better than a man could.”

He meant to kill her. To bash her head into the temple steps, claim it was an accident - or better yet, the spite of a god made flesh.

when he grabs her hair, the goddess bites back. athena, patron of creators, patron of the arts, patron of girls and those who are smart - she turns medusa’s hair into snakes. 

it is a quick little thing, darts out and draws blood, almost falls from her hair as a result. she catches the creature and runs, runs until she feels numb.

and what if - while her master is making up a story about poseidon and athena’s rage, explaining medusa’s back yard full of frozen men as being evidence of her evilness - what if medusa finds friends in blind women. and they teach her how to feel what she is seeing. how to use her hands with her eyes closed to make maps of whatever she holds. she starts with plants again. her snake is big now, and has babies. she moves on to their little wiggling forms, amused when they make tiny rings around her fingers. she does not live in a cave. she dresses as a man again, goes to market, sells her roses and vines and beautiful (simple) things. buys herself and the women a nice house out beyond all the noise of it. fills their garden with frozen men.

when the men come to kill her - because now her name is known, it is whispered, sticks in the throat - they don’t find her. they find a tall man who tells them: look in the mountains. when they don’t come back, it’s no fault of medusa’s. frankly, she thinks they should have brought more supplies than their swords into the deep woods. she’s not cruel. when they leave, she makes a statue of them, as her version of a memorial.

but one man is not like the others. he finds her with her hair down, humming, dancing around a marble stone. her snakes are warming in the sun.

medusa? he asks her. it’s a name she hasn’t heard in a long while.

she is tired of being hunted. she just wants to make art. she waits for the sword point. but he hesitates. looks at her full in her face.

strikes a bargain. if she makes him a head for his shield, he will tell the others that she is good and dead. and he will sell her art to better patrons when he could - although he suggests at least hiding the signature she has with maybe a little less snake-like scrawl - he would make her name known.

but medusa knows men. knows they will chomp down on a horror story faster than that of the artist. she is already permanent. she says: no, here’s what happens.

after many months, he has his shield. she wouldn’t let him leave with the first nine hundred versions, always found something wrong with them. he grows fond of her in this time, agrees to her terms. even he can’t really look at the shield head-on. she has captured a scream, a rage, too much. it is so utterly human and at once not that it makes his skin crawl.

where medusa’s blood drops, serpents sprawl. or at least, that’s the code she uses. when he finds little girls who can make art, he sends them to her. 

medusa does not expect to be known for the school that she starts. she is a women artist in a time of men, and her name is already dead to them. but i know medusa. i know her. she is known for her work.

after all, who can speak about medusa without mentioning how she froze the world?

There’s way too much pro-Mon El/pro-Karamel discussion taking place under the protective veil of ‘Word of God’/’Death of the Author’.

  • “He’s not human; stop holding him to human/earthly standards.”
  • “He was born into a slave-owning society; that’s not his fault.”
  • “When he said [x-y-z], he didn’t mean [x-y-z], he meant [a-b-ampersand]; stop taking things so literally.”

He didn’t do anything. He wasn’t born anywhere. He isn’t real.

He isn’t an actual person functioning under the circumstances of his upbringing, or reacting to outside stimuli based on the chemical impulses in his brain, because he doesn’t have one.

He’s a fictional character, whose actions, speech, history, and traits are written for him, by actual, living, breathing, thinking human beings, who sit down in a room and consciously decide who he’ll be, where he’ll come from, what he’ll say, and how he’ll react.

So when he does something on-screen, it’s reflective of the Supergirl writers who decided he would do it.

He is not real, but the people who control him sure-as-hell are.

So when we criticize the racism of replacing James - a successful black man with a good heart and a deep, continued respect for Kara - with Mon El - an irresponsible, entitled white prince, who owed slaves and has openly mocked, criticized, and degraded Kara (in public) on multiple occasions that span the entirety of the season - we’re criticizing the writers, who purposefully decided to make these things happen.

When we criticize Mon El’s abusive behaviors - the disrespect, the mean-spirited hyper-criticism, the lying, the possessiveness, the ignoring and defying Kara’s wishes, etc. -  we’re criticizing the writers, who purposefully decide to continue this behavior, episode after episode.

When we criticize the huge amount of screen-time dedicated to Mon El at the detriment of the other characters who play more relevant roles in the greater plot of the series, we’re criticizing the writers, who have purposefully decided to write him into more and more of the script in increasingly more irrelevant ways, while purposefully deciding to leave out the veteran characters to give him a spot (like James).

None of your arguments are actually relevant to the discussion that’s clearly going right over your head.

You’re angry that we’re attacking your ship and your character, so you jump on the defense like you think we’re grasping for unfounded arguments in a jealousy-driven ship-war, instead of acknowledging the problematic aspects of it and joining the conversation to rally the fandom against the writers who continue to disrespect and portray the character you love, and relationship you adore in a way that undermines the reasons you love it, and the potential you see in it.

The writers didn’t have to break Kara up with her black love-interest in order to be with a character who didn’t have to be a white slave-owner.

The writers wanted to break Kara up with her black love interest, and they wanted her new white love-interest to own slaves.

They weren’t obligated to make him this way.

Someone chose to give this white man the title of slave-owner, when only 151 years prior to that decision, white people literally owned enslaved black people. That means there are absolutely middle-aged people watching this show whose parents and/or grandparents either were slaves, or owned slaves.

This is not an irrelevant issue, and you cannot argue that the writers didn’t make a harmful, racist choice to include it.

They did that, they chose that, and they will continue to make this same kinds of choices regarding your favorite character if you don’t start getting angry at the writers who keep giving you a shit character to work with.


tl;dr - Mon El didn’t have to be a such terrible person; how are you not angry at the writers who continuously choose to degrade him as a character

It is easy to want a guy who will move mountains for you, but what about praying for a guy who believes that God can move those mountains? We live in a society that says “wait for a man who does everything for you,” but maybe we should search for something more, ladies. Maybe we should wait for a man who puts Christ first, seeks His Kingdom first, and because of his love and devotion to our Redeemer he loves us accordingly.

So yes, find a man who holds the door, buys you a meal, and asks how your day was. Find someone who makes you blush, cares for you, and treats you special. However, wait for a man who seeks Christ’s approval above yours. One who follows Christ and not you, the world, or himself. Look for a man who strives to have the same characteristics as Jesus. Look for someone who worships Jesus through his actions.

Wait for that… Don’t settle just because you want to feel wanted. Don’t settle because you may have found a “good guy who puts you first.” Wait for a man who doesn’t put you as his foundation. Wait for a man who is planted on our God, our rock– and together you find each other because both of you made the Lord your foundation. Find a guy who pushes you to notice Christ. Find a guy who pushes you to put Christ first. Find a guy who leads by example, and reminds you that Christ is ultimate the person you should be imitating.

—  Grace Valentine

You can not fully understand something until you have experienced it firsthand.

If I get a cut on my foot, you can’t tell me “it doesn’t hurt” and know for sure if you aren’t experiencing it the same way I’m experiencing it, ESPECIALLY if you’ve never been cut.

You can support and love victims and movements, but you literally cannot completely relate to them until you have experienced what they go through (on a day to day basis).

• If you’re a straight person, you aren’t going to understand how homophobia feels or affects a person.

• If you’re a white person, you aren’t going to understand the impact racism has (because you cannot be racist to a white person).

• If you’re a man, you aren’t going to understand the sexism often directed at women or how degrading catcalling is.

• If you’re a woman, you aren’t going to understand how it feels to be a man being told he can’t cry, or express emotions, or show anything but masculinity.

• If you have never been raped, you aren’t going to fully understand the feelings and trauma associated with it.

UNTIL YOU EXPERIENCE IT FOR YOURSELF.

Does that mean your love and support is lessened? No. Does that mean you don’t or shouldn’t care for these people? No. It means you shouldn’t tell them how to feel, when they’re being oppressed, or if their emotions are justified because you. don’t. know.

Hold on a moment

Before you guys start a schism in Dark’s honour, hear me out.

Can you guys honestly look at the character named Mark “Markiplier” Fischbach in the videos and really recognize him? 

He’s rich, he lives in a mansion, he gambles… his manner of speech is strange? 

Just, 

This is literally the only time we get to see Markiplier directly and who he is laid bare before his death. But that doesn’t mean our observation ends there.

This is from the blog itself, but look. It says things like “Fallen Movie Star” and “Celebrity Actor In Cahoots With Beloved Mayor.” 

This could just mean that Damien isn’t the wonderful person we think he is, but I digress. 

We have an actor who’s obviously have fallen from grace, and he’s engaged in scandals with the Mayor, in addition to being rich and living the big life. I don’t know if you guys remember, but despite how talented our Mark is at acting, he’s turned down acting deals in favor of remaining where he is (which I have to absolutely give kudos for). 

This Mark is an Egg, and you could see it quite plainly. I haven’t seen any proof of moral uprightness that our Mark possess- he has money, but there didn’t seem to be an indicator that he engaged in any activity of philanthropy. I find it hard to trust the man I see before me on the screen, especially not after learning of the whole Celine affair. 

Now, everything looks they’re pointing to Mark being a terrible person- a manipulator and such-, and I agree. At least, to something. It seems that everything was set up so that it DOES look like Mark is at blame here for everything, and that’s because this Mark is not our Mark. 

The Mark we know lives in a more humble setting while donating to charity at least every month (sometimes he donates more than just money). This one is quite the opposite. He seems quite acquainted with the media, and he’s not an honest man. 

How can he not be our Mark? Consider the circumstance of the story: this is either an alternate universe, a different timeline, OR the Mark we know is a dead ringer to this one at least in appearance.

There’s evidence to show that this universe isn’t quite ours, the universe where our Mark is familiar to. In a livestream, Mark himself said that Wilford and Dark aren’t quite from our universe, and they’re used to not obeying the laws of physics. Clearly, a universe where lightning and thunder strikes everytime you say “murder” counts as being otherworldly (as does a house containing supernatural properties). Our Mark seems to not be affiliated with the supernatural of any kind.

In addition, the time period is not quite like ours- the alternate timeline idea or our Mark being a dead ringer could be supported when you realize that strong evidence links this period to being like the 1930s (ex: the Slang “Bully”, the Colonel’s undergarments, the mansion, etc etc…). Because this is not quite set in the present, we can deduce that this Mark is not Ours. Heck, I want to go ahead and point out that he acts quite the opposite to ours- the true antithesis.

So, that leaves with some conclusions: the Mark we saw in the videos is a different man. Unfortunately, Our Mark is still quite in danger because as it is, Damien/Celene/Dark is still bitter about having everything stripped from him, and he’s gunning still for the channel. Our Mark may not be the one that did it, but sadly, the hollow shelled man from an alternate universe hasn’t forgotten the face that did. 

@markiplitessepticeyes @caustic-synishade

ASTRO NOTES: Synastry Edition 💍💋👅

1. Jupiter in the eighth house can indicate having a large quantity of sex with a partner (think quantity over quality) but can be good for having joint finances and sharing.

2. Having Saturn in a partners fifth house can be challenging. You may feel that the partner is boring or like you don’t have anything in common, but because Saturn is the teacher, you can learn to like the way the other person does things. It all depends on how Saturn is aspected.

3. Having Venus in a partners first indicates a huge physical attraction (especially for a man because Venus represents a mans point of attraction) it is up to the couple to keep the attraction alive though! Check how Venus is aspected.

4. A large quantity of planets falling into the fourth house can indicate marriage or feeling happy living together.

5. Positive Pluto aspects with a partner can mean that you have a soul connection.

6. A man’s Moon in a woman’s first house can also indicate marriage. The man feels that he can share his inner feelings with this woman.

7. A partners sun falling into the 12th house can be positive or negative. The 12th house holds your unconscious fears, so when your partner illuminates that, it can be kind of scary. It’s up to you if you want to face those fears though.

8. Pluto conjunct a partners ascendant can show an instant attraction. Make sure this is a healthy attraction that doesn’t turn into obsession!

9. Moon in the 9th house can show long distance relationships.

10. When a partner has Venus in the 3rd house they like to write love letters, poetry, songs and other forms of artistic expression about the partner. They like to use their mental abilities to impress the partner.

-A.H. (ariellehollihan.tumblr.com)

Ten Depressing Jeffrey Dahmer Quotes:

  1. “I think in some way I wanted it to end, even if it meant my own destruction.”
  2. “I don’t think I’m capable of creating anything.  I think the only thing I’m capable of is destroying … I’m sick and tired of being destructive.  What worth is life if you can’t be helpful to someone?”
  3. “This is the grand finale of a life poorly spent and the end result is just overwhelmingly depressing.  It’s just a sick, pathetic, wretched, miserable life story, that’s all it is.”
  4. “I should have stayed with God.  I tried and I failed, and created a holocaust.”
  5. “I doubt if there’s any good in me.”
  6. “For what I did, I should be dead.” (to police officers arresting him)
  7. “It’s just a nightmare, let’s put it that way.  It’s been a nightmare for a long time, even before I was caught … for years now, obviously my mind has been filled with gruesome, horrible thoughts and ideas … a nightmare.”
  8. “That night in Ohio, that one impulsive night.  Nothing’s been normal since then.  It taints your whole life.  After it happened, I thought that I’d try to live as normally as possible and bury it, but things like that don’t stay buried.  I didn’t think it would, but it does, it taints your whole life.”
  9. “It’s amazing to me that in 31 years, 31 short years, how I could create such hell for myself and everyone around me.  Because I did it.  It’s my doing, my little horrid creation.  You know, I mean, people can say, well, it was family pressures or it was mental disease, but the fact is that I’m the one that did it.  Very self-destructive life.”
  10. “I don’t care if I live or die.  Go ahead and kill me.” (to Christopher Scarver, the man who murdered him in prison)
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Every Trump diss in The Bold Type 1x09
  • “how many times does trump have to come back here? doesn’t he live somewhere else now?”
  • “on account of THAT MAN.”
  • “an evisceration of this administration’s immigration policy… the president really has things screwed up here.”
  • massive groups of protesters outside yelling “deport trump! deport trump!”
  • “because…?” [sardonically] “trump.” “so..vodka?”
  • “aces trump jacks. drink.” “you just said the no-no word. take a drink.”
  • “alex said he saw a small orange blur.” “i said i thought i saw the motorcade.” “same thing.”
  • jacqueline trying to convince the restaurant owner to kick trump out. “we all need to get on with our lives.”
  • “number 45″

So lemme get this straight. Clarke has all these reasons for putting people on the list and for leaving them out. Her reasoning for Harper not being on the list is because there’s the SLIGHTEST possibility that she might inherit a genetic illness and wasting resources on her is just too much. That is literally enough to keep someone off. Harper is her friend, and yet it’s not enough. Clarke also picks a young female guard over a male one because logically they’re the ones that will have children and continue their population. These are Clarke’s strict standards and reasoning.

NOW INSERT ARK MAN QUESTIONING BELLAMY BLAKE. Clarke’s thoughts automatically do not go to why he should be on the list! She does not think about how great of a leader he is or how resourceful he would be. BECAUSE THAT’S NOT WHY CLARKE PUT HIM ON THE LIST. She literally thinks she can’t defend herself without sounding “self serving.” WHY?? Because she wrote down Bellamy’s name FOR HER. Not for the others, not so they could survive. Clarke wanted Bellamy to LIVE. She didn’t think about what he could or couldn’t do for their people. She wrote his name down because she knew she NEEDED HIM AND WANTED HIM THERE AND THAT’S THE TEA. 🍵🐸

nymphadora tonks has known alastor moody for exactly four days before she begins to address him by one of two names and two names only

1) mad-eye 

  • the first time she calls him this, it’s at the end of the day and she shouts it as he’s clunking away
  • see you tomorrow, mad-eye, we’ll all try not to lose a buttock in the meantime
  • all the other auror cadets freeze because they think they’re maybe about to watch one of their fellow trainees be murdered by the most legendary auror any of them are ever going to meet
  • they’re absolutely sure of it when moody stops walking and they know he’s looking at them through the back of his head with his magical eye so they’re all trying very hard not to make any sudden movements or loud noises so they don’t draw any attention to themselves
  • except for tonks, who is fucking waving with the world’s largest shit-eating grin on her face
  • and then moody starts walking again, shouting back constant vigilance!

2) the man the myth the legend, auror mister alastor q. moody, sir, the constantly vigilant

  • she has no idea what moody’s actual middle name is, and she’s not sure there’s a living person who does
  • so she just picks a new middle initial every time, whatever strikes her fancy at the moment
  • she’s particularly fond of u, because every time someone new hears her say it and asks what his middle name is she tells them it’s unicorn.
  • alastor unicorn moody?
  • it’s a very old family name, you know how purebloods can get with their names.
  • sometimes when she does this, moody breaks out her full name, all nine syllables and twenty-four letters, in revenge
  • in revenge for that, tonks will get kingsley to do it, which he does in that calm, deep voice of his that sounds a bit like it’s chipping something into stone
  • moody deeply regrets taking either of them on as his proteges
  • (he does not actually regret it, even a little bit, not even when they tell the new recruits about it and he has to scare the life out the first one to dare uttering the words the man the myth the legend within a kilometer of him. that’s actually sort of fun.)

DeanCas Coda: 13x06

Castiel is still staring at the table when Dean goes looking for him, four hours later. He’s got that look on his face, the lost, devastated one, where his eyes get all big and blue and mouth turns down in a subconscious pout.

Jesus, the last time Dean saw that look, it’d followed the words you can’t stay.

Cas’s here now, though. Alive. He’s… flesh, and blood, and he–he’s warm. All the shit that’s gone down in the past 48 hours and Dean remembers, vividly, that he’s warm. The thought causes his heart to skip a beat, sweaty palms rubbing against his the softness of his boxers as he pads up to the table. Of course, he’s worried about the kid, too. He’s just—he’s processing. Everything.

But especially Cas.

Fuck, he was such a fuckin’ goob in that goddamn motel room. Even now, he feels his cheeks heat at the manic way he’d bounced from picture to picture, mouth running a-mile-a-minute with useless facts. And it’s not that he’s embarrassed that he likes cowboys—Lord knows Castiel had been well aware of that before he’d kicked it—it’s… well…

Where do they go from here?

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When They Realized They Loved You

Bucky: He was at one of his weakest moments, having just woken up from a nightmare with an earth shattering yell. Within moments you were there in his doorway, asking if you could come in. Keep in mind, the two of you had just become acquaintances since he moved into the Avengers Compound. So you were cautious as you approached, Bucky’s chest was still heaving up and down and glittering with sweat. Despite his horrid appearance, you still kneeled down next to his bed and put your face close to his. You put your hands on both of his cheeks, brushing away the tears as well. After having a few moments of just reminding him of where he was, and who he really was, the shaking subsided and he finally looked into your eyes. Bucky knew in that moment that he found his true love.

Steve: Everyone treated him like he was some kind of lab rat that needed to be handled with extreme caution, or else he would shatter like a vase. But then you came along, fresh out of agent training and ready to take on the world. Tony lassoed your raw talent and energy, and brought you along an Avengers mission as soon as he possibly could. Once the team hit the ground in Russia, everyone realized how severely outnumbered you all were. Instead of wasting a second, you assumed second in command and got everyone out of their trances and into the battle. This included giving a pep talk to Steve that made him realize how much he could really get done on these missions. Just having you stand there, and whip him into shape was enough to really see that you knew what he was truly capable of as Steve, and not just “Captain America”. Steve understood then that you were the one for him, forever and always.

Natasha: There was nothing worse than the new cocky agents, and of course Tony managed to always assign them to Natasha. The two of you were quite the dynamic duo when it came to agent training, everyone knew that when Nat was near; you were too. So the idiot agent who tried to talk shit about Natasha’s past while doing exercises in the corner should’ve known you were near, since she was on the other side of the gym. But he continued to talk until you quickly silenced him by flipping him over and pinning him to the ground with your foot on his throat. After a few threats that could’ve gotten you arrested anywhere in the world, Natasha was behind you softly laughing and grabbing your elbow to pull you off the kid. Later that night when you finally told her what really happened, it was like she dropped the facade of being apathetic and kissed you like there was no tomorrow. No one had ever defended her like that, and Natasha felt in her heart that she had finally found her true love.

Sam: Having a good spotify playlist going on the speakers was a must in Sam’s house, and you were there to enjoy it all the time. Good thing you and Sam shared music taste, so you spent most of your time dancing around while doing little domestic things around the house. One particular Tuesday night, Sam had been on a mission so you knew you were good to put on your music while you cooked. No pants, hair down, singing at the top of your lungs was the picture that Sam walked in on. For a moment, he fell silent, in awe at your raw beauty in those few fleeting moments in front of him. As you turned around, you met eyes with Sam. All his mind was on was kissing you, and he put his plan into action. The amount of love he had for you had finally dawned on him and he was ready to accept it in his heart.

Clint: Being an avenger warrants a lot of bodily damage, so he always shows up on your doorstep late at night in hopes of you being awake. Patching him up became a regular thing when you met him from being an agent on one of their missions, but this time he seemed to be at his worst. Clint had not one, not two, but three bullet wounds in his stomach. It was a miracle he didn’t bleed out on the walk over to your apartment. As you were going to work on him, you realized how quiet he had been which made your heart sink. But lo and behold, he was only taking in your figure hovering over him, stabilizing his wounds. There was a faint smile on his face that matched well with his hooded eyelids. Even through the weariness of blood loss, he began to face this realization: he loved you. Clint loved you for everything you did for him, and for the person you are.

Bruce: After dating for over a year, you had grown accustomed to his frequent nightmares. Bruce would indeed freak out during these nightmares, but not enough to Hulk Out. However, one odd Wednesday, his nightmares were more aggressive than usual. He tossed and turned, which obviously caused you to awake to the situation at hand. You knew that he was going to need the usual calm down, but what you weren’t expecting was the agonizing scream that accompanied his restlessness. Any other person would have been terrified to be in the same room as him, let alone the same bed. But you calmly put one hand on his shoulder, and stroked his cheek with the other, effectively calming him down. He glanced over at you and sees the most loving look, no fear in sight. You just looked back at him like he was the only thing in the world that you needed, and realized he was absolutely madly in love with you.

Tony: Being Iron Man was dangerous, it was no secret to you or Tony. But that sure as hell didn’t stop him from flying around in his metal casket of a suit. He never felt that the suit itself was dangerous, until one afternoon when it suddenly malfunctioned in mid air. Tony could feel it shutting down, but he already knew what was going to happen the moment it buckled in the air. He knew exactly how far the drop was from the sky to the ground, and he knew how little time it would take for him to get there. The reality set in that when he hit that ground, he wasn’t getting back up. But the only thing he was worried about was leaving you alone, because he was so utterly in love with you. Luckily, in a spur of understated good fortune, the suit powered back up, before he started picking up speed in his descent. It only later dawned on him about what he had thought of in those terrifying moments, and he decided that night he was going to tell you how he really felt.

Peter: Since you were best friends with one another, you and Peter had made a pact to never keep any secrets from each other. You had both agreed that this pact would stand firm for the rest of your lives. So with the pact came the spider man secret, which was way more than you could bring to the table. Good thing, because you’re not sure how else you would have gotten out of almost being mugged by some punk in an alleyway walking home to your apartment building one fateful evening. Peter always made sure to keep an eye on you while he was out doing whatever a man with spider reflexes does. He swung from a nearby building as soon as he saw you disappear from the sidewalk. Peter was so fast in looping an arm around your waist, whisking you away from your attacker. After dropping you off right in front of your building, his arms wrapped around you in a bear hug. Peter teared up a little bit, being hit with the fact that he could lose you within the blink of an eye. It hit him then, that he loved you with every bone in his body.

Pietro: Nothing stopped Pietro from constantly zooming around to do literally everything. Brushing his teeth took a maximum of ten seconds. He scarfed food down without so much as an inhale of breath, and he even fast forwarded TV programs to watch them. But when you came around and stepped into his life, Pietro never wanted to be in fast forward again. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with you, even though that meant slowing himself down indefinitely. Pietro was one hundred percent willing to slow down so you could keep up in doing everyday things, like brushing your teeth, and eating food, and watching TV. Everything in life he wanted to last as long as possible, and it then he realized he was madly in love with you.

Scott: Being the worry wart he is, he never really went on dates in fear of them finding out about his criminal past. Until you came along. The two of you had met through a mutual friend, and had immediately taken a liking to each other. So you went on a date, which turned into two, then a bunch more, finally becoming a couple. Everything that could have possibly been shared between the two of you was out in the open for one another, including stuff about the past. Scott didn’t really want to bring it into play, because based on past judgements, dates didn’t find felonies appealing. But you were different. You weren’t sure if it was attractive or just didn’t matter, but you didn’t mind them. This shocked him, right into realizing how amazing you were. He took that as a sign that you would forgive him of his shortcomings, flaws, and mistakes and love him anyway. Which was true, and only made him fall deeply in love with you.

Loki: Contrary to popular belief, Loki was very pleasant to be around. Nobody gave him enough of a chance to realize this, though. Except you. You had grown up with him and Thor on Asgard, and nothing had changed about either of them. Thor was still loud and full of joy, and Loki was still reserved and snarky. That wouldn’t ever change. You knew him to be very mild, and was drawn to that about him, which is why you were always around him and not Thor. You had never left his side, and he knew that you never would. It wasn’t commendable, considering everything he had done on Earth. But nevertheless, you were there with him. Loki found a shred of happiness in that, and he held it sacred to his heart. Nothing else in his life made him nearly as happy as you did. He couldn’t tell if it was love, and you would never tell him that it was, so the both of you never brought it up. As time passed, he realized that he was in fact, in love with you. When he finally made the first move, you gladly accepted him with open arms and a loving kiss.

Torture in Fiction: Iron Man

One of the establishing films of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man is now older than I would like to think about and has helped establish the character as a fan favourite and a house hold name.

And like most of the Marvel superhero films it uses torture. Today I’m going to have a look at how the story uses torture and how well it does so.

In case anyone hasn’t seen the movie here’s a little synopsis of the relevant plot details.

The story follows Tony Stark, a wealthy white American genius who makes his living designing and selling weapons. While demonstrating a new type of missile to troops in Afghanistan Stark’s convoy is attacked and he’s kidnapped.

Held to ransom by a pan-Asian terrorist group Stark is ordered to build them weapons. When he refuses he is tortured and when his captors are unsatisfied with his progress they threaten another hostage (a man called Yinsen) with torture as well.

Then (because it’s a superhero story) Stark builds a super-suit, escapes and goes on to become Iron Man.

Once again I’m rating the depiction and use of torture, not the movie itself. I’m trying to take into account realism (regardless of fantasy or sci fi elements), presence of any apologist arguments, stereotypes and the narrative treatment of victims and torturers.

I’m giving it an 8/10

The Good

While it’s certainly not the most harrowing or horrific the torture scenes in Iron Man are among the best I’ve ever seen. The high points are:

1)      Stark is near-drowned and Yinsen is told he’ll have hot coals put in his mouth. Both tortures are portrayed accurately.

2)      Torture doesn’t change the opinions or ideals of either Stark or Yinsen. Despite threats of (and actual) violence they both remain resolutely opposed to their captors.

3)      When under torture and ‘forced’ to agree to manufacture weapons Stark responds very realistically: he lies. He says exactly what he thinks his torturers want to hear as part of a calculated ploy. It buys him a reprieve from torture and time, which he uses to escape.

4)      This is echoed with Yinsen. When the terrorists start to suspect that Stark isn’t building their missiles Yinsen is threatened with torture, accompanied by the demand that he tell them all what Stark is doing. Helpless and restrained, the glowing coal inches from his face Yinsen lies repeatedly and convincingly.

5)      Neither character is portrayed as particularly macho or somehow superhumanly resistant to trauma. While they’re both ‘good guys’ their resistance to torture isn’t connected to their morals. The scenes leave the impression that these two men are just trying to survive.

6)      Torture is shown to have a lasting psychological effect on Stark. He is not portrayed as ‘broken’ but torture changes him. He’s shown being distant from the people he cares about, he’s often angry and occasionally obsessive. In later movies he seems to struggle with addiction.

7)      Torture also has a significant effect on Stark’s outlook on life and it’s very much not in the way his torturers intended. Stark stops making weapons and starts to disrupt terrorist cells and destroy illegal stockpiled weapons. His opposition to the group that held him is entrenched and that’s shown to be partly due to torture.

8)      The scenes are emotive and shocking and there is never the remotest suggestion that any of this is ‘ok’. Torture in this movie is always and completely wrong. That shouldn’t be rare.

 

The Bad

1)      It’s interesting watching this and thinking about the politics of the time. Stark isn’t waterboarded: in waterboarding the victim is strapped down on their back and a wet cloth is placed over their face, their feet are raised, more water is poured over the cloth and it prevents them from breathing. Stark has his head held in a bucket of water. And yet I can’t help feeling that waterboarding is what the film makers are invoking here. Which means that at a time when the USA was getting bad publicity for waterboarding illegally detained brown men, these film makers chose to show a white American being tortured in a similar way by a group of ambiguously brown Arab-coded men. That does not sit particularly comfortably with me.

2)      The tortures shown are not normal for the region of the world and the people shown. Neither character is subjected to falaka, a staple torture across the Middle East and this region of Asia. Stress positions characteristic of the region are also not used. Instead a very ‘American’ torture is used against Stark and Yinsen is threatened with a scarring torture which is now vanishingly rare.

Miscellaneous

It’s worth noting that the only people tortured or threatened with torture in this movie are the heroes.

And there is a strong tendency in fiction to show torture as more effective and more justifiable when the victims are ‘bad people’.

Overall

Iron Man does a bloody good job handling torture.

The bad points I’ve highlighted indicate a lack of understanding for the region but I think that’s offset by the weight of what’s done well. From the scenes themselves to the effects on the characters.

Too many action heroes seem to shrug off torture as though mental health issues make them lesser. Stark genuinely seems to struggle after his escape and that struggle does not destroy him.

And I love that he not only lies but lies repeatedly and successfully. This is tied to his intelligence but I think it’s played more as a factor of his personality then of intelligence per say. Stark resists by lying because it’s how he personally can best resist.

Whatever the flaws in the rest of the movie, the way Iron Man handles torture is very good indeed.

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Steve/Tony Fic Recs: Misunderstandings and Miscommunication

After getting that anon ask about @xtaticpearl‘s lovely fic Rom-Comm Goes Wrong, I thought it’d be nice to make a rec list for misunderstanding/miscommunication fics :)

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The Long Road Home by ladyshadowdrake (@lightshadowverisimilitude):  Maria Stark told her son that the Mark on his wrist meant there was a special someone out there just for him. Sarah Rogers told her son that his soulmate was waiting for him, and he needed to be strong for them.

Neither of them ever mentioned what to do if that soulmate just doesn’t want them.

The Sound Silence Makes by ladyshadowdrake (@lightshadowverisimilitude):   “We need exactly what we don’t have,” Tony observed, annoyed and tired. He started to giggle and couldn’t stop himself. “Power.”

He cast a glance back at the door, sealed shut behind him, and he didn’t foresee the cavalry charging through anytime soon with a generator and a bomb kit. Tony took a deep breath and asked, “How much reserve power does the suit have, J?”

“The suit is currently running on the arc reactor, sir. You have approximately one hour of power remaining before the reactor reaches critical levels.”

I have kept my feelings to myself (I could find no language to describe them in) by theappleppielifestyle (@theappleppielifestyle): It’s not like Steve is starting from scratch, but nowadays Steve watches Tony almost like he’s studying him, like Tony is one of the paintings he had to write about in art school and Steve is trying to see past the paint. (Or, Steve and Tony find better ways to communicate.)

Any Other Way of Loving by brandnewfashion (@brandnewfashion): In which Steve is bad at dating, Tony isn’t, and neither of them are as subtle as they think.

I wanna hold your hand by sirona: No one understands what it’s like growing up rich and yet more alone than anyone should be able to stand - except for people who grew up just like you, that is. In which Tony Stark goes to Oxford University and meets people and makes enemies and makes friends and changes people’s minds and falls in love - amongst other tales of mishap and adventure.

love the sin, love the sinner by silkspectred (@silkspectred): It keeps happening. Not often, just once or twice a month, but it keeps happening. Always in the same way: it’s unplanned, sudden, unexpected, Steve is surprised and eager, his dick goes from zero to one hundred in two seconds, Tony’s touch is electric, everything he does drives Steve crazy, but he never lets Steve kiss him, he very rarely looks Steve in the eye, he never talks, never makes a sound when he comes, never mentions it later.

Bed Sheets and Blow Jobs by nightwalker (@onemuseleft): Steve isn’t great at communicating his intent. Tony is really great at jumping to the wrong conclusions.

The Do-Over Proposal by nightwalker (@onemuseleft): Steve wants to go on a journey, Tony doesn’t think it’s a good time, and Bucky needs to beat some sense into both these idiots.

The Haircut by nightwalker (@onemuseleft): Steve’s used to having it all together, so managing to blow it with both of his closest friends in one day is something of a record for him.

In His Image by nightwalker (@onemuseleft): Later, after a lot of yelling, Steve will admit that he was the one who put the idea in Tony’s head.

Things You Never Knew by nightwalker (@onemuseleft): SummaryTony needs to stop assuming the worst of his friends. Steve needs to get better at this emotional stuff. Clint… Clint needs to stop talking before he’s had his coffee.

Dreaming Together by often_adamanta: Just because his future involves more penis than he’d expected doesn’t mean that Steve’s given up on happily-ever-after.

Take A Number by 51stCenturyFox: So what if Tony Stark is sleeping with everybody else (except him)? Why would Steve care? He doesn’t even like Tony, and certainly not like that…

Platonic Cuddling (In Which Tony Is A Pillow) by tarialdarion (@tari-aldarion):  Dating Tony would be like…dating my pillow.” Steve raised an eyebrow. “Fine, maybe that wasn’t the best analogy but Steve, there’s no attraction there. For fuck’s sake, he looks at you like he has hearts in his eyes.”Tony is a pillow and Steve is sad.

Photo Quest by adarksweetness (@maniibear): Steve loses a wallet, where he keeps a secret picture of Tony. His team of heroes is of no help, but hey, Thor’s roommate Daryl has some strangely insightful advice about ham.

A Present After All by ann2who (@stark-spangled-lovers): Christmas Eve. For the first time in years, Tony wouldn’t spend this day alone. And okay, there might be a little millennia-snowstorm involved, which had ruined everyone’s plans to spend Christmas at home with their families, but that were just details. Tony would take what life threw at him, and this, well… it was safe to say that life, in all of Tony’s short but extreme experience living it, had never been better.

He only needed to survive the evening without making a complete fool of himself by doing something like grabbing Steve’s Ugly Christmas Sweater and just kiss the guy

Steve Versus Tony’s Workshop by Neverever (@captainneverever): When Tony hesistates to let Steve into his workshop, Steve begins to worry. Then he decides to do something about it.

Nobody Panic, Everything’s Fine by itsallAvengers (@itsallavengers): Steve doesn’t get jealous. He doesn’t. Honestly.It’s just…well- Tony’s been spending an awful lot of time with a new employee. Who’s smarter than him. And funnier. And more interesting and generally a better match for Tony than he ever would be. But he’s not jealous. Honestly.

Unknown Caller (do not engage) by gottalovev (@gottalovev): Steve had one job: exchange a couple of texts with a guy who thought he had Natasha’s number, and let him down gently. It ends up being a lot more complicated than that.

The Single Biggest Problem With Communication byBlossomsintheMist (@blossomsinthemist): In the wake of Steve’s return from the dead and the end of Norman Osborn’s reign of terror, the superhero community is recovering–Steve has taken on a new role and Tony is trying to put his life back together. Things are still awkward between them, but they’re determined to put things to rights. But when a discussion about their feelings leads to further misunderstandings, they discover that might be more difficult than either of them realized. Set in the early Heroic Age after the end of Dark Reign, this is a get-together story about crossed wires–and second chances.

Please (Don’t) Leave Me (Can’t Quit You Remix) by navaan (@naavan): Tony reflects on how he never planned on having to end a relationship with Captain America, because who in their right mind would have ever thought that Steve would actually want to stay with him long term? But how to make Steve understand that he needs to be the one to walk away, before he gets hurt?

You and Me and Him by navaan (@naavan): If you live in the same house, it’s really hard to keep your secrets. Especially if you are good friends. He doesn’t mean to watch as closely as he does, but it’s obvious to Steve that Tony and Iron Man are in a relationship. Right?

Love, Unresolved by captainshellhead, vibraniumstark (@captainshellhead):  Steve lets slip his inspiration behind one of his paintings. Tony puts two-and-two together, but not really.

Ain’t No Drinking Man by archwrites (Arch): Steve’s skinny and asthmatic again, thanks to AIM. On the plus side, he can get drunk for the first time in seventy years. On the minus side, he kissed Tony, and now he’s skinny, asthmatic, and pining for his best friend. The first two conditions may be curable. The third is giving him some trouble.

Roll the Dice and Swear Your Love (for me) by fandomfrolics: After all, how bad could a game of Truth or Dare be?

If anyone wants a themed rec list, hit me up in my inbox! Previous rec lists are here

Teen Dad Two

Teen Dad Two

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: none I think lol

A/N: If you want a part 3, let me know. Again, if this does not get much request for part three (which is most likely a last part) then it ends here. I hope you guys like it as much (or even more) than the first one :) I larb you guys lots!

Tagged: @wannabe-weasley @littlemisscaptainfandom  @left-boob-chris @briannareneea985

Teen Dad (PART ONE)


“Did he really just say ’I still have that Stark Internship after all’?” you thought.

Is he saying that being Spider-Man is more important than you two’s future?

Even May was surprised.

“Is that all you care about Peter?”

“It’s my future (Y/n)!”

“And this baby isn’t?!”

May walked up to Peter, I think she was about to slap him, but you stopped her before she could even pass you.

“I just don’t think I could be a dad yet (Y/n). Wh– what are you going to do?”

“What am I going to do?”

He nods. Wow.

You scoff, scratching the back of your head.

“I can’t believe you right now,” you said quietly, looking away from him.

You turn to him slowly.

“I’m going to raise this baby by myself. If you’re not going to help me.”

And with that, you got up and walked away. Stopping by the door, you turn to Aunt May.

“I’ll keep you updated May.”

Then you turn to Peter.

“See you around Pete.”

And with that, you were gone. No pleading for you to stay, no ‘I’m sorry (Y/n), I didn’t mean to. Please don’t go.’ Not even a text, or a call. There might be some tears. Though you didn’t see them, you saw his eyes shining, covered with a thin layer of unshattered tears.

I guess this was it.


It’s been a few weeks since the day you told Peter. Still no word from him.

You were now a month and a half along. Still not showing.

You got new sonogram pictures. You would stop by Peter’s to give them to Aunt May. Peter was never there. Being Spider-Man seems like his only priority.

Winter Break was starting, you finished your last final of the first semester. This was the first time you got through a final without having a ‘study date’ with Peter the week before.

Walking through the hallways of Midtown, you saw Peter for the first time in weeks. He was taking out books from his locker, while talking to Ned.

You sucked it up, holding your head up high, and walking right past him. He didn’t even flinch, continuously talking to Ned.

“Dude, she just walked past you. What are you doing? I haven’t seen you talking in weeks! What is going on?”

“It’s complicated Ned.”

“Seriously, what’s happening between you too?”

Peter looks at him with a stern face, opening his locker wider for him to see.

“Woah, are you serious?”

Inside his locker door was two ultrasounds pictures. The first one you ever got taken and the second one you just took. You gave two to Aunt May, just incase Peter decided to care.

“Is it (Y/n)’s?”

Peter scoffs, giving Ned a shove, “of course it’s hers! Who else would it be?”

Ned holds his hands up, “alright. Geez.”

Peter looks at him silently before slamming his locker close.

“What am I going to do Ned?”

“What do you want to do?”

“I don’t want to lose her, but then again, I’m not ready to be a dad either!”

He sighs, rubbing his face, “I can’t take care of a baby and the world at the same time.”

“The world? That’s what the Avengers are for.”

“Alright, then the city.”

“Which one do you think is more important? Being Spider-Man or being with (Y/n)?”

Peter looks at his best friend, then the ground, “I don’t know Ned. I love being Spider-Man, but I love (Y/n) too. I have no idea what to do.”

He looks back up to him.

“I’m scared.”


When you got home, you ran straight to your room, ignoring your mom’s question.

“How was your day sweetie?”

She says it everyday, and everyday you replied with a sniffle.

You jumped on your bed, crying for the millionth time. You actually saw him today, and he didn’t even notice you. He really doesn’t care does he?

You lay there, for the rest of the day.

“This is how I’m going to be spending the next two weeks aren’t I?” you asked yourself.

“No, no you’re not.”

You turn around to see your mom standing at the door.

“What do you mean I’m not? I’ve been spending the last few weeks like this and I think I’m starting to get used to it.”

She walks towards you, sitting at the foot of your bed.

“You need to stop crying about Peter.”

“Why mom? Why? I can’t help it that it upsets me that a stupid ‘internship’ is more important than our relationship.”

Your mom looks at your face with concern, wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks.

“I promise, everything will be alright.”

You nod.

Because you trusted her words.

Because your mom never broke a promise.


Peter climbed out the window, wearing his suit, swinging across the city.

He stopped at the roof of one building, just comfortably sitting at the edge, eating a churro.

“Hello? Mr. Stark? I just wanted to know if I have any missions to go to this coming week? I just got out of school. I have winter break for two weeks, so I’m free for whenever you need me!”

“Nope! We got everything covered! Enjoy your winter break Spidey, by–”

“Wait! Mr. Stark! What if you have any emergency missions? Call me?”

“Spidey– listen– we have everything under control alright? Just enjoy your break. Spend time with your girlfriend or something. (Y/n) right?”

Peter suddenly felt his heart drop, looking down at the cars and shops below him.

“Yeah, about that–” Peter scratches his head. He can feel a knot beginning to form in his throat.

“Mr. Stark?”

“What is it Peter?”

“I made a huge mistake and I still don’t know what to do about it.”

Peter had tears streaming down his cheeks. He runs his fingers through his messy curls.

“I– I don’t know what to do..”


Peter waited in front of Starbucks, then, a car pulled up to him.

The windows roll down slowly, “Get in.”

Peter nodded, getting into the black car.

“So what happened Pete? What’s got you so down?”

Peter looks up at Tony, “(Y/n)’s pregnant, and I didn’t react the way she wanted me too when she told me and we haven’t talked for weeks.”

Tony scoffs, “that’s it? Why? You didn’t start crying? Or screaming ‘oh my gosh this is amazing!’? Girls always expect so much more, don’t they?”

Peter shook his head ‘no’, “No, it wasn’t like that Mr. Stark.”

“Then what happened?”

Peter inhaled deeply, “I told her that I wasn’t ready to be a dad because I had to be Spider-Man and I can’t do those two at once.”

Tony looks at him with a shocked expression, shaking his head and turning away from him.

“And why would you say that?” he said, after a moment of looking out the window.

Peter shrugged, “I don’t know? Because it’s true?”

“You care about being Spider-Man more than (Y/n)?”

“I– I don’t know?”

“Then why’d you say it?”

“I don’t know! Maybe because being Spider-Man would be better than being a dad.”

Tony shook his head.

“Peter. Do you like not having a dad?”

“No? Why would you say that?”

“Then why are you doing that to your own child? You’re really leaving (Y/n) to be Spider-Man?”

“Well, if you think about it, I’d be saving a lot of lives.”

“And how does that work?”

“Well… if I stay with (Y/n) and raise the baby, I would be taking care of two lives. Her and the baby right? But if I become Spider-Man, I’d be saving millions of lives.”

“But whose lives are more important to you?”

“My family of course.”

“And who are your family?”

“Aunt May and (Y/n).”

“Well so which are you choosing, being Spider-Man, or being a dad?”

“I told you, I don’t know.”

Tony rolls his eyes, this kid is just not getting it.

“Peter, I’m saying this one more time. You said your family’s lives are more important to you, yes?”

“Yeah.”

“If you were out right now, as Spidey, and you’re alone and you spot two crimes while swinging across buildings. One: A bank is getting robbed, the employees are held at gunpoint. Two: (Y/n)’s getting robbed and having a gun to her head. Who would you go to?”

“(Y/n).”

“But more people would die if you don’t stop the bank robbery. If you go to (Y/n), only one life would be saved.”

Peter looked down, and thought about it.

“Do you understand now?”

He nods, before getting out of the car and running off.

Not another word to Tony Stark.

*climbs out of trash can*
I just wanted to say that Matthew Daddario is a fucking blessing this man is so pure and unproblematic and literally has no clue what half of the slang we use means and thinks people who call themselves trash are actually not trash but are lovey and he wants to live on a farm with cows and loves to travel the world but he also loves his job so much and is the captain of the malec ship and will fight anyone who doesn’t think that malec is the best otp he also loves to talk about photosynthesis and how amazing peoples butts are and he never gives proper answers to any questions he’s asked because he thinks that he’s a clever little bean and he also wears green shirts for all the live chats he does because he made it a tradition and he can’t help but talk with his hands even though his friends make fun of him this man is literally 6'3 feet of pure bliss he loves to make people smile and wants everyone to love and support each other I just I mean when will your fav ever

How can someone make Naruto bitch about Tsunade for “not doing her job properly”, she took this ruined ass village and rebuild it,was the head of the hospital and saved many people lives while she was training Sakura.

You remove a woman that did so much,from the hokage title and you put Kakashi? Why? Because Obito told so? And he does nothing? He’s just warming the seat that Naruto will sit on next?

Like how much do you hate women,Kishimoto?

anonymous asked:

You know, in Norway scene, there is a moment where Thor says to Odin something like, "Loki stole your magic" and Loki shakes his head no. Could you maybe gif that, cause I watched the film several times, and I'm still not clear on what exactly Loki is denying there. I'd like to understand what exactly Loki did to Odin and how this whole exile came about. Thank you!

I think Loki must have changed Odin’s memories in a major way to make him believe he really was just an old Earth man living in a care home (must have used magic on the staff as well to make everything appear normal). In this scene Thor is angry with Loki because Odin obviously does not behave/sound like the father they both knew. Thor thinks it’s due to Loki’s magic still having an effect, when in reality Odin is simply tired/resigned/close to death. That’s why Loki shakes his head, to say “no, this is not my doing, it’s something else”.

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