dealing with some stuff i guess

Remember this, darling, and remember this well: we all get tired of living sometimes. We all have our own painful lives to deal with, and at times we might find our thoughts drifting away to some peaceful abyss. ‘How will they remember me when I die? Where would I go? Would so-and-so miss me? I’d love to see him cry for me.’ Stuff like that. it’s kinda… semi-normal, I guess.

But no matter what, don’t get tired of life. Get tired of love, get tired of hate. Get tired of pain. Get tired of living. But don’t ever give up on life. Hold on to that, and everything will be fine in the end. When things can’t get worse, they can only get better. Don’t ever forget that.

—  highfalutinman  - Unspoken Conversations
There’s Going to be a Lot of Anti-Black History Month Commentary...

I remember when #BlackoutDay was being planned, there was a lot of people who were so against the idea they there were plans on reddit, 4chan and others to bomb the tag. This was the first time I saw anti-Blackness on a huge level.

I didn’t think a day of selfies after a month of Black History was going to be much of a problem. But sadly, it was a huge problem and to this day, even after making sure we stay cleared of other PoC (preplanned) celebrations, reducing it to 4 days within a year (instead of 12), and even battling for control of the day itself. we still have anti-Black commentary or attacks but on a minor scale.

However, with the whole celebration of Black History Month, I knew there was going to be some… pushback. But I didn’t think it was going to be “comment and attack under every Black History Month post” type.

Yeah… the banner and the fact that Tumblr is promoting Black History Month is bringing out people to make negative commentary on not just Staff posts, but the stuff that Staff will highlight. 

I guess the bright side is that Staff is going to learn what we deal with just for expressing ourselves on a daily basis.

So, I’m going to give you some words of advice in case your post gets selected by Staff: start blocking people with extreme comments. Do not engage with them. 

We all know that once they have to start writing stuff to make us feel like we’re less than human, we can’t talk sensibly to them.

If you get anonymous messages and it features extreme negative commentary, block them. 

We shouldn’t ALWAYS have to be these “defenders” when it comes to topics to help us. We shouldn’t always have to be on the offense. It’s going to get ugly and we’re going to have to accept that reality.

Now, note that I said, “extreme comments” and not “people who disagree with" the thoughts of Black history. However, if you choose to block people simply because they ask the question and you don’t feel like doing labor, that’s fine too. 

The fact that I’m writing this to forewarn you actually saddens me as I thought technology would help us engage with people. And it can. But let’s take care of ourselves this time around.

I dealt with White tears and fears for too long on my W3NK blog, so I know the strain it can take on you. I turned into someone kinda impulsive at times. I don’t want you to become me.

So, don’t feel bad if your block hand is heavy. People who rather see you sad or dead just because they pour their projections on you shouldn’t be given a chance to redeem themselves. 

P.S. - If you plan on attacking the original poster… I dealt with your kind all the flipping time. And usually, I’ll engage. But this time, I will follow my own advice, except I’ll go one step further. I won’t disclose what that step is because it will reveal too much. Just know I’m not your damn mule and I don’t have to take your shit.

Writing is Hard, Part 3: Phone Sex

Summary: You and Dean try something in order to write about it.

Read Part 1 Part 2

Warning: Smut, dirty talk

Word Count: 3000ish

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! XOXO


“How many are we up to now?”

The phone rests warm between your ear and shoulder as you glance down at the screen. “Almost four hundred followers,” you tell him. “Not exactly famous yet.”

Dean pauses, and you picture him sprawled out on a motel bed very much like yours, just two states over, glass in hand and flannel shirt crumpled at the foot of the bed, undershirt clinging tight to his chest.

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Okay, so inspired by this, imagine Harry and Draco in eighth year, finally realizing their attraction to each other.

Draco can flirt like the best of them; innuendos, suggestive glances, lingering touches. But Harry, poor Harry, is struck with an awful case of the stutters and finds himself constantly blushing.

The Boy Who Lived, Savior of the Wizarding world? Ha. He can’t get a straight sentence out to Draco (let alone a gay one.) But they get together nevertheless, to everyone’s relief.

Harry is crazy attracted to Draco. Their dates go amazingly and it seems like everything is perfect, but Harry still finds himself (frustratingly) going to bed alone. 

He confronts Draco about it, as he is prone to do, and Draco hears a challenge as he usually does. Harry and Draco sneak off to the room of requirement that night.

Harry is excited. He shows it in his enthusiasm, the fervor of his kiss, his hands hastily reaching for clasps and buttons. Draco is not so much. Tentative, but romantic, and in no hurry to derobe.

Harry pulls away in confusion. “You do want this, right?” He asks, worried.

Draco scoffs, but Harry can’t help but notice the bright pink spread over his features. “Of course I do, Potter. It’s just-” he gestures his hands, which had been undecidedly switching from gently brushing Harry’s sides to hanging limp. “-I don’t have much idea of what I’m supposed to be doing.”

Harry raises his eyebrows in suprise. “You mean you’ve never done this before?” he asks in shock.

“And you have?” Draco snaps back.

“Well, ah, yes.” Harry responds a bit sheepishly.

“Oh.” Draco looks more embarrassed than ever.

Harry rubs a hand across his face. “Look, Malfoy-ah, Draco, it’s not a big deal. Everyone has their first time at some point.” He chuckles. “Don’t think I’m anything but pleased to be part of yours.”

Draco side-eyes him. “And I never would have guessed that you of all people were capable of ever getting this far with anyone. But I suppose it’s better to learn from someone who actually knows what they’re doing anyhow.” he smirks.

Harry returns it with a blinding grin full of sincerity, and pulls Draco in close.

“We’re always flipping expectations, aren’t we?”

His red hair is full of secrets

Is Ganon the only one who can survive being stabbed through his chest, because it would be pretty funny if it turned out that Link and Zelda are also immune to this. Its really funny to imagine them running around trying to kill each other while constantly being resurrected by their triforce parts.
In all seriousness, I realized i dont really know why he just came back to life. The sages were like, good job boys, the Dorf was eliminated, and then I guess Din was feeling extra naughty that day. I assume it was Triforce’s doing because of how it was framed and stuff, so making Ganondude practically immortal is just what Triforce of power does? Or is it just a one time thing, like a Mario powerup, allows him to take one hit.
I cant believe ive never thought about it before…

Another Dorf Question: Demise/Demise’s hatred/Ganon/Ganondorf - are they the same thing? Or more like a 4 for the price of 1 deal? In HW, it looked like Ganondorf was summoning and controlling some sort of shadowy Ganon…oid, making it look like they could be separate entities or something, or two parts of the same thing, a fleshy human dude and his shadowy big pig, who can fuse into fleshy big pig. In WW Gan also used a separate Ganon Thing, even though Hyrule Historia said it was just a puppet he made, the idea that Ganon can be separate from Ganondorf is, well, still there. And again in Oracles, Twinrova tried to bring her sonny boy back and only managed to get Ganon which is treated like a definite failure…

in TP, Ganon and Ganondorf though are probably very much a same thing, with Dorf shapeshifting into Ganon just like Link shapeshifts into wolf form.
So like…TP Gan is just very much in tune with his inner demon beast, very chill with that, very confident, he also seems to know about the whole cycle and is cool with it apparently. HW Gan is the same way, dude knows who he is, what he’s about, and likes it very much. “Im a gerudo warrior/demigod/demon beast All In One, and frankly im the luckiest sonovabitch in the universe”

Compare/contrast them with WW Gan, who only truly feels connected to one thing, being a gerudo. “True gerudo” is written on his swords, its in his clothes that are very much Not Hylian, its in his words. “Im a human, i was born a human, im going to die a human”. I crave human things, i want to know life without suffering, i want to go home.

Isnt it interesting that WW Gan seems to be the only Gan who is genuinely suffering, and all because hes the most human of all? And it makes me feel that it was a decision that he made deliberately, as he chose not to use Ganon form, distancing himself from it. The Pig is down below and is being controlled by a human who is high above and is not blinded by rage and raw power, thank you very much! And honestly, is there a real reason for it? If hed just give in, hed be rid of all the pain and suffering that comes with being human. But he kept holding onto this… i can only hope the wind he felt in his dying moments was the kind wind of Hyrule. Just. Please. Give him this.
(And so the way Daphnes refers to him as a demon beast, “Ganon”, is understandable but also wow harsh in hindsight)

Okay wow i was going somewhere with this

Sorry for words

So I haven’t done a book rec in a while and I’ve been reading all kinds of wonderful books lately so I thought I’d do a real quick one for you now. They are all inclusive of either lgbt rep*, characters of colour**, disability rep***, mental illness rep****, or all four, but you’ll be able to tell by the symbol. I’m gonna bold my favourites for you as well. (Inspired by @whiteguilt‘s book rec format)

If any of these books are offensive to you or have triggers in them that you would like me to forewarn people about please tell me. you can also add to this

tell me again how a crush should feel by sara farizan */ **
This is genuinely one of the best books I have ever read. Not only does it have a lesbian muslim main character, but it also gives you an insight into just how flipping hard it is to come out to your parents when you can’t predict what their reactions might be. 
TW: secondary character going through stages of grief. It has been pointed out to me that the antagonist falls under the “abusive cheating bi” stereotype and and that could be harmful to readers

a quiet kind of thunder by sara barnard */ ***
Wow there are a lot of authors called Sara on this list. Anyway. I waited for the release of this book for about sixteen months. I was so excited for it and it lived up to every single one of my out of this world expectations. For starters one of the main characters is a deaf MOC with a heart of absolute gold. I adopted him immediately. He is now my son. Then there’s the other main, a girl with selective mutism. So already you have more disability rep than half of the YA books I’ve ever read put together. Couple that with the insanely well written narrative and you’ve got yourself a winner!!

the sun is also a star by nicola yoon **
I’m only like four chapters in but so for I’m loving it. It features a jamaican-american female main and a korean-american male main which should give you some indication of how awesome this book is already.

london belongs to us by sarra manning */ **
WOC protagonist who traipses all over london to find her dickwad of a boyfriend. I feel like I spent most of this book in pain from either laughing or smiling too hard. 

the upside of unrequited by becky albertalli */ **
Oh my gosh where do I begin? There are so many positive messages in this book, especially about body image, love, and looking beyond the surface. The main also has an interracial family with two mums. Don’t listen to that crusty old book blogger who gave it a two star. She’s very very wrong.

looking for derek by n.c. nest *
Two boys meet, fall in love, and are separated after one of them acts like a complete knob jockey. It has a happy ending, I promise
TW: homophobia (from secondary characters), threats, and death of a minor character

what happens at christmas by jay northcote *
Suuuuuuuper nsfw!!!! I wouldn’t call this YA at all. But it’s on the list bc fake dating!!!! And also my favourite friends to lovers trope!!!
TW: mild homophobia 

game on by olley white *
I can’t actually remember who recommended this to me, but it’s pretty cute. More fluff than anything else, but it has a cute ending and sequel.

cinderella boy by kristina meister *
I read this one on tapas so I’m not sure whether it’s available elsewhere or for download, but as far as lgbtqa+ books go it’s honestly wonderful. There are so many different genders and sexualities represented including a pansexual character and a gender fluid character

the miseducation of cameron post by emily m. danforth *
A beautiful lesbian protagonist who faces shitheap after shitheap and still manages to remain open, hopeful, and loving despite having been put through hell by her “family”. I’m not going to lie to you; at times its hard to read. It’s heartbreaking, then funny, then heartbreaking all over again. For any of you who have grown up with catholic parents or have been sent to a catholic school like I have, you will understand.

you against me by jenny downham
Ok this book is not for everyone. It certainly isn’t for you if you are triggered by sexual assault or revenge plots. However, if you think that you will be ok to read it, just know that it deals with some pretty heavy stuff and you might need to put it down now and again and have a break. Like I said, it isn’t for everyone and thats ok, but I’m including it because it changed the way I think about a lot of scenarios and it made me question whether I was always getting the whole story out of people.
TW: sexual assault, revenge plots, humiliation, revenge dating

two boys kissing by david levithan & you know me well by david leviathan *
The first is about exactly what you think its about; you guessed it, two boys kissing. There’s a really good message to it. The second is about women loving women, finding yourself, and having a damn good time. They’re both gay as hell.

to all the people out there romanticizing the fuck out of mental illnesses and especially mentally ill artists: kindly fuck off. 

it’s not romantic to be depressed and an artist.

depression (or other mental illnesses) doesn’t help creativity.
quite the contrary.

i usually draw two to three pieces a week on top of multiple sketches, even with my work for school. 

my depression and some other not fun stuff have gotten way worse since december and guess what? 

i didn’t create more

i’m having trouble doing the simplest things on photoshop or on paper. some days i can’t even think of drawing without having a panic attack. i’ve been working on pieces for weeks, pieces that usually take me a day to complete.

the artistic part of my brain is literally buried under depression, anxiety, dissociation and morbid thoughts. 

so fucking stop with this.

Season 5

As sorta hyped as I am for Season 5…I do wonder what the story will be. There’ll likely be some action with mopping up the Dragon Hunters, and dealing with the Edge. But I really don’t think there’s much STORY left to tell. Viggo and Ryker are (hopefully) dead so there’s like two or three episodes to wrap up the D Hunters for good. There’ll probably be an episode about Hiccstrid stuff which is fine I guess, as long as it’s relevant and it isn’t just blind fanservice. History points to the latter.

Sidenote: If they bring back Viggo or Ryker they will cement this show in its inability to change or alter the status quo in any way because the writers are pussies. And that will REALLY piss me off.

TLDR: reblog or like if you post anything rhett and link

hey guys, so i’ve been gone for a while now. one and a half years, to be exact. sorry to all the people who followed me in this period thinking i was gonna post and stuff. 

i don’t wanna get into too much detail on why i’ve been gone. just dealing with some personal stuff, i guess. a lot of making stupid decisions and passing out drunk in strangers apartments and just being in dangerous situations. but i’m fine, no need to worry about me.

so i kinda just got back into the whole rhett and link thing. i still kinda miss the way it used to be, but that’s life, i guess. trying to stay positive and embrace the new stuff. really into the new earbiscuits, though.

since i’ve been gone a while, my dash is pretty dead. it seems a lot of the old rhink fandom has moved on, which is kinda sad. but yeah, i just need a place to talk about rhett and link, hahah

so please, reblog and like if you post anything rhett and link, so that i can follow you and get into this fandom again. 

Eyeshadow Part 4

A/N Sorry this took so long, endings are hard lol.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, read on AO3.

Roman walked in to chaos. The cushions were all over the floor and there was one flying towards his head. Anxiety’s aim was poor and it hit the wall next to him with the dull thud, landing on the floor a moment later.

“Hey Anx, how are you doing?”

“Why do you care. You’ve got valuable, prince-y stuff to do.”

“The most valuable thing a prince can do is ensure the wellbeing of the people of his castle.”

“Oh come off it.” Anxiety’s reply was laced with anger. Roman knew it wasn’t directed at him, although it should have been.

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● —— stand by me sentence starters.

’ alright, mickey’s a mouse, donald’s a duck, pluto’s a dog. what’s goofy? ’
’ goofy’s a dog. he’s definitely a dog. ’
’ if i could only have one food for the rest of my life? ’
’ there’s no way anybody could know that much about opera! ’
’ does the word “retarded” mean anything to you? ’
’ i don’t shut up. i grow up. and when i look at you, i throw up. ’
’ don’t call me any of your mother’s pet names. ’
’ fuck writing, i don’t want to be a writer. ’
’ god gave you something, man, all those stories you can make up. ’
’ kids lose everything unless there’s someone there to look out for them. ’
’ this is what we got for ya, kid. try not to lose it. ’
’ if your parents are too fucked up to do it, then maybe i should. ’
’ i’m in the prime of my youth, and i’ll only be young once! ’
’ yeah, but you’re gonna be stupid for the rest of your life. ’
’ how do you know if a frenchman has been in your backyard? ’
’ your garbage cans are empty and your dog’s pregnant. ’
’ didn’t i just say i was french? ’
’ do you think i’m weird? ’
’ no man, seriously. am i weird? ’
’ so what? everyone’s weird. ’
’ suck my fat one, you cheap dime store hood. ’
’ this isn’t funny! what am i supposed to eat? ’
’ come on you guys. let’s get moving. ’
’ by the time we get there, the kid won’t even be dead anymore. ’
’ you four-eyed pile of shit! ’
’ a pile of shit has a thousand eyes. ’
’ do you think mighty mouse could beat up superman? ’
’ he/she was carrying five elephants in one hand! ’
’ boy, you don’t know nothing! ’
’ there’s no way a cartoon could beat up a real guy. ’
’ maybe you’re right. it’d be a good fight, though. ’
’ i’m never gonna get out of this town am i? ’
’ you can do anything you want, man. ’
’ the main guy of the story is a fat kid that nobody likes. ’
’ friends come in and out of our lives, like busboys in a restaurant. ’
’ come on, choppy! bite my ass, choppy! bite my ass! ’
’ stop teasing that dog, you hear me! stop teasing him! ’
’ i’m gonna beat your ass, teasing my dog like that! ’
’ i’d like to see you climb over this fence and get me, fat ass! ’
’ don’t you call me that, you little tin weasel peckerwood looney’s son. ’
’ what did you call me? ’
’ i’m gonna rip your head off and shit down your neck! ’
’ i never had any friends later on like the ones i had when I was twelve. ’
’ nothing like a smoke after a meal. ’
’ yeah… i cherish these moments. ’
’ “suck my fat one”? whoever told you that you had a fat one? ’
’ i was twelve going on thirteen the first time i saw a dead human being. ’
’ what are you gonna do? shoot us all? ’
’ you guys wanna go see a dead body? ’
’ you wanna be the lone ranger, or the cisco kid? ’
’ shit no! what do you think i am? ’
’ is it loaded? ’
’ if you wanna get laid, you gotta get yourself a protestant. ’
’ did your mother have any kids that lived? ’
’ maybe you will, maybe you won’t. ’
’ i wasn’t that scared. i wasn’t. sincerely. ’
’ don’t pay any attention to those fools. ’
’ are you all right, young man/lady? ’
’ hey lardass, how was your trip? ’
’ that was the all-time train dodge! ’
’ you were so scared you looked like that fat guy. ’
’ you come on and try it, you slimy bastard. ’
’ you watch your mouth, smart guy! let him do his own fighting. ’
’ from the racks and stacks, it’s the best on wax! ’
’ we’re just here to take a couple steelhead out of the river. ’
’ come on, man, we’re gonna be famous! ’
’ we’re gonna be on every radio and tv show in the country! ’
’ now i’m gonna state mine: get in the fucking car, now! ’
’ okay… you’ve stated your position clearly. ’
’ when they gonna give up? the kid’s gone. ’
’ they ain’t never gonna find him/her. ’
’ would you hold still? you’re making me fuck up the snake part. ’
’ some hunter’s gonna go in the woods to take a leak, wind up pissing on his bones. ’
’ i bet you a thousand bucks they’ll find him/her before then. ’
’ hey, what’s the big deal? who cares? ’
’ will you two just shut the fuck up? ’
’ if either of you assholes had two-thousand dollars, i’d kill you both. ’
’ why couldn’t you have gotten breakfast stuff? ’
’ i guess a more experienced shopper could have gotten more for your seven cents. ’
’ the train had knocked him/her out of his/her keds. ’
’ you’re gonna be a great writer someday. ’
’ i’ll be waiting on the other side, relaxing with my thoughts. ’
’ you use your left hand or right hand to do that? ’
’ you let him/her beat you, you cock-knocker! ’
’ what am i supposed to do, think of everything? ’
’ what did you bring a comb for? you don’t even have any hair! ’
’ i’m sorry if i’m spoiling everybody’s good time. ’
’ we’re going to see a dead kid… maybe it shouldn’t be a party. ’
’ you know what that means. next year we’ll all be split up. ’
’ what are you talking about? why would that happen? ’
’ no, man. don’t say that. don’t even think that. ’
’ i told you we should of stuck to the tracks. ’
’ is it me, or are you the world’s biggest pussy? ’
’ i suppose this is fun for you? ’
’ i still think we should call the cops. ’
’ it’s best we just keep our mouths shut. ’
’ we could make a ‘nonymous call. ’
’ they trace those calls, stupid. ’
’ you’re a real asshole, you know that? ’
’ i know you didn’t mean to insult my friend. ’
’ why don’t you tell me something i don’t know, asshole? ’
’ any of you guys know when the next train is due? ’
’ the kid wasn’t sick. the kid wasn’t sleeping. the kid was dead. ’
Seven Things About Supernatural: 12x13 - “Family Feud”

I try to go into Buckleming episodes with an open mind.  Yes, I also acknowledge that they’re among the least technically skilled (or at least among the worst at really hitting the mark for this particular show) on the team, but I try not to be the guy who hates them out of hand.  

DAMN IF THEY ARE NOT MAKING IT DIFFICULT FOR ME TONIGHT.

  1. What’s the deal with Clan MacLeod this week?  We were firmly in frenemies/mutually beneficial arrangement territory and then suddenly this ep it’s all high antagonism.  Was there a regrettable incident involving a bowl of Cheerios that got cut out of 12x12?  

    Also, Crowley’s attachment to Gavin seemed out of proportion to the interactions we’ve seen.  While we can guess/imagine some stuff, viewers need a little more than that to be able to feel any sort of connection to a character who’s angry and suffering.  

    They do want us to do that, right?

    Really, the only thing in the whole MacLeod Family Drama that had much punch was Rowena revealing that her willingness to help the Winchesters was seated in a desire to punish Crowley for Oskar’s death.
  2. Okay, but can Buckleming write just one episode that isn’t rapey?  Just one?  One tiny episode?  It isn’t difficult!  Hell, they had to shoehorn it in this time!  Argh.
  3. So we got answers about the Lucifer thing from LOTUS, which is nice.  Unfortunately, those answers appear to be that Crowley might not underestimate the Winchesters, but apparently he’s more than happy to underestimate Lucifer.  

    Like, this isn’t just a bad plan.  It’s a bad plan with a million points of failure that you monologued in front of your victim.  Whatever potential ego benefit there may be, whatever boost in credibility having Lucifer in chains might confer, this shit ain’t worth it.  Crowley, sweetheart, what the fuck.
  4. So that case resolution was anticlimactic.  

    Show: Hey look, weird deaths!  Oh hey, we know someone who knows something!  Oh hey, it makes sense that it’s this person, and here’s a really obvious pattern!  Hey, we were totally right!  Hey, here’s a possible resolution that folks are okay with, and the only person who disagrees is easily stopped!  Oh hey, we were able to easily carry this out!  Oh hey, all the bad stuff looks like it was totally reversed by our efforts!  Go team!  

    Me: *…*

    Show: Uh, have some family conflict?  

    Me:  *…*

    The CW: Oh, and you don’t get a promo this week either.

    Like, I guess the upshot is that we’ve tied up the Gavin loose end?  It’s just…wow, pointless and I feel pretty much nothing.  Which is a shame, because this could have been incredible with more prep.
  5. I’m liking Dagon.  I would have expected to see her arrive an ep or two later, but given that she and Lucifer are apparently in communication, and this was Crowley’s “I have you right where I want you” episode, I’m good with it.  
    Her pitch to Kline was pretty standard “demons get a bad rap, and look at how badly the good guys have treated you” fare, and with Lucifer banking on his incoming Nephilim son to foil Crowley’s plan, yeah. Okay.  I’m curious what she used to send angels up in a puff of smoke – Ramiel certainly didn’t do that with Cas! – but overall, I’m into it. Here’s hoping she gets to be more than just a semi-disposable mini-boss.  
  6. I want better for Kelly Kline in so many ways.  She is scared, she’s being tossed around by forces she can’t control or understand, people and things so much more dangerous than she is are everywhere.  Well-meaning wait staff (who turn out to be murderous angels) say ominous things in cafes.
  7. Okay, so we’ve subverted the “Mary is doing a S6 Cas” thing.  This is good in a Changing The Winchester Paradigm sort of way.  We’re not going to spend half a season lying and keeping secrets and coming out of it with I can’t trust  you because you lied to me, and so on.  This is good.  This is interesting.

    And, in light of Ketch’s apparent attempt at undermining her loyalties (e.g. let’s get a drink, don’t tell your sons, family makes you weak, etc.), we see Mary doing something remarkable: she goes to the boys, comes clean, and tries to make her case.  

    She’s making a questionable choice, but she’s not falling for the whole seduction, or being sucked in on the BMoL’s terms.  She’s not allowing them to isolate her.  Which, given that being isolated by questionable choices is how Sam, Dean, and Cas have all fucked up in the past, is also pretty fucking interesting.  

Bonus Thing: Dean Winchester in a museum  dicking around with things he shouldn’t dick around with is my jam.  As I said on Twitter: he is beauty, he is grace, he drops shit and he makes that face.

Bonus Thing #2: So Sam’s casting spells.  That’s fun.  It’d be even more fun if those spells had, say, continuity of function instead of working on low pillars instead of doors and turning dead Scottish people into lemon-flavored Jedi…

Bonus Thing #3: I am awarding credit for the episode title, what with the MacLeod and Winchester families having Differences internally and with one another, as well as the bit between Crowley and Lucifer about their offspring.

Masked - Part 4

Word Count: 2133

Pairing: Avengers x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Language

A/N: Part 4 finally! I’m glad everyone is enjoying the series so far! It means a lot so thank you <3 

(Y/F/N) - Your first name

(Y/L/N)- Your last name

Masterlist

Masked Masterlist


Part 3

Originally posted by tmholland

“Well, that was… interesting,” Tony said with an exasperated sigh. Plopping down on a stool by the kitchen island, he slumped forward with his head resting on the back of his arms.

“I know, I saw the news coverage. And you got your asses handed to you. Well everyone but Peter,” Bruce responded as Tony opened a beer. “Where did he run off to anyway?”

“Who knows. I’m sure he’ll be back. We have the kid anyway, it’s more of a waiting game now.”

“The kid is just lucky Fury wants them on the team so badly. Otherwise, I would have kicked their ass all the way to the other side of the city,” Natasha grumbled while eating a bag of chips.

“Nat,” Clint warned.

“Clint,” She said shooting him a glare.

One just does not take down Natasha Romanoff without some sort of conscience. The whole team knew that she doesn’t go down without a fight easily and the fact that a kid took her out of the fight so quickly was eating away at her. Once you woke up you were definitely in for an interesting discussion.

“Do we have ID on the kid yet?” Steve asked, ignoring his friend’s attics.

“FRIDAY is running it now. We should have a name any sec - and there it is.” Tony grinned finally happy that this whole mess was over. “Our masked vigilante is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), age sixteen, and by the looks of it, they’re also insanely smart. The kid is already in college and at the top of their classes.”

“Oh, great. Another nerd,” Natasha chuckled.

“That does explain why their suit, by the look of it, was so advanced. It was almost like Tony made it,” Bruce said reading over your file.

As the team started to skim your file, Peter busted in with a slightly flustered face and something in his hand. Ignoring the team’s looks of confusion he made his way over to you - who was still unconscious on the couch. The last thing the team wanted to do was to freak you out when you woke up so they decided to keep you comfortable.

“Peter, what’s in the bag and where did you disappear to?” Clint questioned as Peter sat down in the chair next to the couch.

“(Y/N)’s bag,” He responded as Tony furrowed his eyebrows.

“You know this kid?” He asked.

“No - Yes - Uh I guess? I mean we literally just met today at the diner I was set up at and I notice they had a bag with them before I left. I figured they would want it since you know I sorta drugged them before unmasking them,” Peter rambled clearly flustered. “You know we really hit it off too. We exchanged numbers and everything. Now I going to deal with their wrath when they wake up.”

“Spidey has a crush,” Sam teased as Peter groaned.

Being the youngest on the team left Peter to be teased a lot. Still, he rather have them teasing him instead of the whole team getting into one of their overly protective moods. It took months just to convince everyone to let him go on missions and even then, he has to sit some out. A part of Peter wishes that it wasn’t you who was under the mask but another part of him was glad he didn’t have to keep the Spider-Man secret away from you. Still, he had no idea what you would do once you woke up. If it was him, he would be angry at whoever drugged him. And in his case, it was him who drugged you.

“Earth to Spidey? You’re drooling,” Pietro laughed as Wanda smacked his head. “What? Well, he is?!”

“Brother, stop. I think it’s cute. Young love at it’s finest,” She sighed as Peter’s face went as red as his suit.

“I hate everyone,” He muttered in response to their laughter.

“Alright, kid. Quit staring and wait until the kid wakes up on their own,” Tony said, returning to his beer he left on the island.


For the second time today, you awoke with a pounding headache, but this time your mouth was oddly dry. Adjusting to the bright lights shining on your face, you blinked a few times only to realize you’re not in your apartment. You were in some sort of fancy living room with a fantastic view of New York. Even the couch you were laying on was better than your shitty living situation.

You closed your eyes as the memories came flooding in; everything started to piece together and you slowly started to remember what happened. The fake robbery, the fight where you kicked everyone’s asses, being kicked to the ground by the stupid spider-guy, hurting your arm in the process, him drugging you as he unmasked you, and to make matters worse: he was that cute boy you met at the diner.

“Well, shit,” You grumbled.

Wincing from the pain of your headache and your arm, you slowly sat up from your comfy position. Just as you were about stand up you felt a hand on your bad arm. Out of reflex, you grabbed whosoever hand it was and flipped them into the ground. Realizing what you did, you let out a small gasp as you stared at the poor soul who you just have thrown. It, of course, was Peter - no surprise there.

“Dude, what the hell!?” You squawked, not caring about your headache.

“S-Should’ve seen that coming,” He groaned while trying to catch his breath.

You must have slammed him down hard because the way he was breathing looked like you knocked the wind out of him. Once he was able to breathe a bit normally, he sat up and glared at you. Someone was not a happy Spider.

“Don’t look at me like that!” You began waving your hands around. “You freaking kicked me to the ground in mid-air and drugged me!”

“Touché,” He muttered as you helped him off of the ground. “To be fair, you still have your suit on and you did attack my friends.”

“Really, kid?” You scoffed. “My arm still hurts, I have this annoying headache, and my mouth is really dry. What did you dose me with?!”

To say that you were annoyed was an understatement. You were basically kidnapped by the Avengers - that’s something you don’t hear every day - and this kid was trying to defend his actions. Your bickering carried on for a few more minutes while rest of the team stood with amused expressions. You could say that you already made a good impression on them.

“Listen hear, Spiderling. I could kick your ass any day, anytime. In fact, let’s go right now!”

“Bring it on, Glowstick!”

Before you could say anything else you heard someone clear their throat. Turning away from your heated conversation, you saw Mr. Star Spangled Banner with his arms crossed and a stern expression. Rolling your eyes, you prepared yourself for one of his righteous speeches. It was Captain America what could you expect.

“Alright, kids. Break it up, that’s enough,” He said.

“Sorry Mr. Rogers,” Peter sheepishly said as you scoffed.

“I’m sorry, Spangles… should I salute you as well?” You asked as you heard a few chuckles fill the room.

Smirking to yourself, you notice your bag leaning against the side of the couch. Taking that as your cue to leave, walked over to your bag before a hand grabbed your arm. Flinching from the pain you whipped around and stared at Peter once more.

“If you’re thinking about leaving now that’s not going to happen.”

“First off, stop grabbing my arm. And second, who is going to stop me?” You asked.

“Well, all of us,” Tony replied with a smirk. “See kid we’ve been looking for you for a while now.”

“If you’re going to arrest me, I’ll warn you now that it won’t go so well.”

Tony laughed loudly as you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. They clearly seemed like they wanted to arrest you unless they had some other thing in mind. Glancing over to Peter he shrugged while the rest of the team sighed.

“Your people skills never cease to impress,” Sam dryly said to Tony. Turning back to me he mouth a quick sorry while rolling his eyes at his billionaire friend.

“Hold on Sam I need a minute,” He laughed.

“And he’s drunk,” Rhodey added before walking over to his friend.

“I’m confused. You guys seemed pretty keen on arresting me. Why else would you chase me after -” You began before your eyes widen. As everyone slightly nodded to your realization you finished your thought. “You want me to join the team?”

Silence filled the room (except for a few chuckles from Tony) as you tried to process the new information. They wanted you - a kid with weird alien powers - to join the Avengers. Sure, you had to admit they seemed like good people, but you never saw yourself as Avengers material. You just kicked butt when it was needed, but now they were asking you to join a team that saves the world. That was definitely a big step from the streets of New York.

The team already seemed so close and you didn’t want to squeeze yourself in there if you weren’t needed. You were used to being a lone wolf; only taking care of yourself, not working with other people on a team. Still, the thought of it started to grow on you. The only problem was that you weren’t the hero they saw you as. You needed to deal with some personal things before you could even think about joining.

“Wow, it’s flattering for sure but-”

“You like to do things by yourself and the whole team dynamic ruins your style?” Bucky asked.

“You guessed it,” You said wanting this conversation to be over. “Look I have my own way of doing things. You guys handle the big stuff and I’ll handle the small stuff.”

Ignoring Peter’s protests, you grabbed your bag and threw it over your good shoulder. You just needed to get home and pretend none of this ever happened.

“I hope you know we know where you live and we also know a lot about you. You’re pretty much stuck with us. I wouldn’t try fighting it,” Natasha said grabbing your bag and stopping you.

“Such as?” You asked.

“Your parents and the number of foster homes you went to,” She answered clearly knowing how to get under your skin

Digging your nails into your palms you took a deep breath and yanked the bag out of her hand. Your parents was a subject you didn’t bring up. It brought back to many memories from that day you lost them and what soon followed after.

“Natasha maybe you should-” Steve started to say as the lights began to flicker.

It was definitely not a good sign when energy sources around you did that. Though, you wouldn’t have hurt anyone. You could however, cause a small power outage and break a few windows while you’re at it. You didn’t plan on hurting Natasha for getting under your skin, you could tell she was just trying to read your reactions with certain subjects. Looking at the floor to avoid everyone stare, you tried to calm yourself.

“You should get that checked out,” You joked pointing to the flickering lights.

“I can look at that arm,” Bruce offered clearly seeing that you weren’t putting that much weight on it. “Just let me look at it and you can go.”

You sighed knowing they wouldn’t take no for an answer. “Fine.”

“Great. I’ll show where the lab is and fix you up there.”

“We can also continue our discussion there,” Tony added, and rolled you your eyes.

“If I say I’ll join the team will everyone stop pestering me?” You huffed.

“Yup.”

“Fine, I’ll join your little group of heroes. Happy now?”

Most of the team nodded with smiles, and you heard a loud “yes” coming from the annoying Spiderling. As everyone stopped and stared an embarrassed Peter, you let out a loud laugh. Slapping a hand over your mouth, you continued giggling as Peter broke out into a huge grin.

“Welcome to the team, kid. You’ll fit right in,” Bucky said while patting your back.

Returning a small smile while giggling, you followed Bruce to the lab. Though you didn’t care to admit it, you were starting to like the idea of joining the Avengers. They seemed like nice people that just wanted to help you out. To add to that, you now had an excuse to see a certain spider every day and that was something you couldn’t complain about.

Part 5


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Oh man, such an awesome cover. By far, the best crossover issue of Secret Wars II was the one where the Beyonder showed up at Xavier’s school and massacred the entire team of New Mutants like they were camp counselors at Crystal Lake. The Beyonder then brought them back to life to be his slave security officers in the final issue of Secret Wars II. I would have guessed that all this dying and getting brought back to life would have an effect on our impressionable young mutants, and sure enough it looks like there’s some angsty gothy death stuff to deal with. (New Mutants #38 – Apr 1986)

anonymous asked:

What was the thing that sealed the deal for you with the a team? Like what made you go "yep they're together"???

i went really far back in my tags to give you a ~good answer~ but tbh im not sure? i guess it was always the fact that they were both obviously in a loving committed relationship and the only person they seemed to be close to was each other, but i do have some moments that sealed the deal for me x x x x x x x x x x x x

The Pretty, the Reckless

Hey guys! So while I work on the next update I thought I’d post this personal project I had been working on, it’s 21 pages! Damn!

P.S. I know this isn’t following the actual SOA timeline exactly right, so I guess you could consider it a bit of a AU from the show in that aspect (and a few other aspects haha). For those that are fans of the show.

All that aside, I hope you enjoy!

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Two Worlds Pt. 1: John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton’s Sister Reader

In collaboration with: @desperatepenguin722 who has been doing amazing ask Ham’s every weekend. Love you!

Word Count: 1317

A/N: In this story, you’re Alexander Hamilton’s sister, a freshman at the same college that your brother attends. I’m really proud of this one. I hope you like it!


Your first day of college was something you had been waiting for since your first day of high school, four years ago. The day you got your acceptance letter to Columbia University was such a blessing. You screamed when you saw the letter and rushed inside to call your brother.

You carried the family name of Hamilton and, because of your brother, that name had a lot of stock behind it. Alex passed every class with flying colors. Every time you walked in the classroom, the first question they asked was, ‘Is your brother Alexander Hamilton?’ You always replied ‘yes’ with a sigh.

It wasn’t that you didn’t love your brother. You adored him. Maybe you were jealous of him sometimes, but you would never admit that. He was your number one cheerleader and sometimes even your best friend. So, when you called Alex with your acceptance, he was even more excited than you were. You knew that it was mostly because he went to Columbia as well and this gave him a chance to look after you again, which was something he loved. He was overbearing and overportective, but sometimes it was sweet.

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Or is that what you intended?
You think I don’t know.
Now, I don’t give a damn about the others.
Ah well, heavy head, heavy crown, et cetera, et cetera.
But, hey, I guess that’s my problem. Right?
You’re offering me a deal?
Relax. I’m not your enemy.
You have the same stink they do.
And considering that I saved your ass, you should show me some respect.
The only way to survive is to do exactly what I tell you.
Hey, look, I don’t know what kind of pervy stuff you’re into, but I am not that kinda girl.
And before you ask, yes, it will hurt.
I’m trying to save my family.
And, with any luck, no one has to die.
You have my word.
Appreciate you coming on short notice.
Whatever your plans are, I got to ask you to put ‘em aside.
If you need me to say please, _________, I will.
You know, you ask a lot of questions.
How much longer do we have?
Do you have everything we need?
Should? What do you mean should?
These guys are sketchy.
What are you gonna do? You gonna protect me?
No, I’m gonna use you as a shield.
Apologies. I have been a discourteous host.
I should just kill him.
The best way to end your fear is to face it yourself.
Took a long time, but we finally caught you.
Or maybe I just stopped running.
Do you hear that?
Well, who’s next!?
Well, let’s go celebrate.
Well, that’s what happens when people annoy me.
Give up now and we’ll end this quick.
I have a better idea.
You want more? Come on!
Congratulations. You handled that rather well.
I’m nobody’s lackey.
We gave you a fighting chance.
I will escape and I will seek my own justice.
She believed with all her heart that you had some good left in you.
Count yourself fortunate.
We had a deal.
You see, when it comes to my family’s safety, I don’t negotiate.
And they say romance is dead.
You saved us. All of us.
And she made me promise that one day she’d get her family back. All of them.
Let’s go get him.
Don’t know when to stop, do you?
Oh, you should just say thank you.
You’d be adrift without me.
You need me, ________.
What you doing here?
I had a bad dream.
You’re safe. I’m not going anywhere.

anonymous asked:

how do you know when you're in love?

hmm…

i know from experience you can feel in love without actually… loving. but i’ll refrain from splitting hairs and assume you mean love just as love.

i know for sure i’m in love with my s.o. for a variety of reasons:

• i would do, have done, and will continuing doing as much as possible for him.
• i am willing to make sacrifices for our relationship
• i never feel judgmental towards him
• i want him to be happy and i want to be involved in that happiness
• i would rather not imagine a future without him
• he makes me happy
• he makes me want to be a better person
• i get really empathetic around him (coming from a not all that empathetic person)
• nothing makes me happier than imagining spending our lives together
• i actually plan and make steps towards a future together
• i can and want to deal with his bad moments and his weaknesses

some of these may apply, some of these won’t. i noticed while i was writing that a lot of these are very relationship-y— like, I really would not recommend having these feelings towards someone you won’t be in a relationship with. but i guess love is relationshippy*. i guess your first test, if you’re not dating them already, can be: given that you think it would make them happy, ask them out. then you tick both the happiness boxes and the doing stuff boxes.

by the way if this was actually a “are my feelings platonic or romantic” post then let me know and I’ll actually answer your question 😛

* yes, I know, aromatic ppl, non-romantic love, ppl who can’t be in a relationship for whatever reason, etc. just generalizing.