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britesparc · 2 years

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Weekend Top Ten #531

Top Ten Multiverse Movies They Should Make

Okay, so here’s a confession. This wasn’t supposed to be the list this week. I had one totally planned, and it was still going to tie into Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness. It was all about random Marvel characters who could make a cameo in the film. There was gonna be, like, Death’s Head (obviously), but mostly me trying to cherry-pick from previous non-MCU films who I’d like to see: Emma Stone as Spider-Woman, Ioan Gruffudd as Mr. Fantastic, anyone from Agents of SHIELD, that sort of thing. It would have been a bit funny and a bit silly and I was really looking forward to it.

Then I realised I’d kinda cocked up the schedule and that by the time my list was up, not only would Strange be out, but I’d have already seen it. So no longer speculative wish-fulfilment, more post-hoc fan-fic. It just felt a bit daft, although I’ve almost sorta managed to scratch the itch by listing a couple of candidates above (and yes, I’ve seen the film at this point, and no, that has no bearing on that list of names, any or none of whom may turn up in the movie).

So instead what we’re looking at today are other, alternative multiverses. Coz Hollywood bloody loves a multiverse right now, yeah? After Into the Spider-Verse came the live-action reboot, a.k.a. No Way Home; and after Strange we’ve got Everything Everywhere All at Once, a terrifically bonkers look at alternate realities. Then, delayed until next year, possibly for karaoke-related reasons, is The Flash, which looks like maybe-sorta smushing a bunch of DC alternate realities into one, giving us Michael Keaton’s Batman again.

It's only going to get sillier, because if there’s one thing Hollywood loves, it’s taking an idea someone executed really well that one time, and running it into the ground. I have every belief that the desire to make more multiverse movies will go down just as well as the varied attempts to set up shared universes. But – hey – if Hollywood needs some pointers, well, here I am. Because that’s what we’ve got this week: a list of ten popular franchises, IP, whatever, ready for the multiversal mashup treatment.

It's not quite as funny as Lou Ferrigno painted green to play an aging Professor Hulk, but what do you want from me, I do this for free.

Star Trek: this one writes itself, probably because – I’ve not checked – this must have happened in a comic book. Trek regularly crosses the timelines, but what about a movie that mashed up the “Prime” timeline with its “Kelvin” variants? Chris Pine’s Kirk meeting, I dunno, Riker and Troi, or even Ansel Mount’s Pike? But beyond that, we could see other alternate realities – they’re ten a penny in Trek canon – and an older, still alive Shatner-Kirk could chat to his young variant; we could get Mirror Universe cameos; Discovery could pop up; the version of Q from the My Little Pony universe could gatecrash proceedings looking for a glass of water. They could even incorporate elements from the many spin-off books, games, and comics. The possibilities are endless!

Transformers: one of the longest-running franchises with the most permutations, in Transformers there is no generally-recognised sacred continuity or – snigger – “Prime timeline”, allowing for all kinds of parallel universe shenanigans. I think this could be a great animated movie, bringing in the original G1 cartoon universe, plus subsequent iterations – the live-action movies, the “Unicron Trilogy”, the “Aligned Continuity”, and – most excitingly of all – animated interpretations of the most beloved comics continuities. Imagine how many times Optimus Prime could die and come back to life!

Disney Princess: fans love trying to generate links between the movies where there clearly are none, but in the last decade most of the films have at the very least shared a visual style which makes mashups more enticing. Ralph Breaks the Internet was not a particularly good film, but the Disney Princess scenes were by some considerable margin the most exciting and funniest bits. In worlds filled with literal magic, inventing some catastrophe that crosses time and space and brings these women together isn’t too outrageous, and could offer all manner of humour and drama. You could even blow it wider and bring in all Disney animations; the Rescuers riding Dumbo into battle with Mad Madam Mim? Bring it on.

Batman: I’ve tried to steer away from alternative comic book universes here, because it feels too obvious, but I had to include Batman. I’m actually amazed that Spider-Man beat Batman to the multiversal punch, because, well, we’ve had about nineteen Batmans in popular culture in the last thirty years. Whilst I would kill for a live-action movie that saw Keaton, Kilmer, Clooney, Bale, Affleck, and Pattinson all united on-screen, I have to concede that doesn’t make sense for the realities established in several of those films. But an animated movie that not only featured Kevin Conroy, Rino Romano (The Batman animated series), Diedrich Bader (The Brave and the Bold), and – yes – animated versions of some live-action characters (I definitely think Keaton and Affleck would fit perfectly) would be terrific. You could really dig deep into comic history to pull alternative versions of these characters out; Clint Eastwood as a Frank Miller-esque Batman? Hugh Jackman as the globetrotting Dark Knight of the Adams/O’Neal era? Or – get this – Chris O’Donnell voicing the “Batman Reborn” version of Dick Grayson. Don’t stop there! It never ends! Seriously, this makes even more sense than a “Spider-Verse” and the only thing to stand against it is that Spider-Man kinda got there first now.

Star Wars: this is weird, because whilst it’s a sci-fi/fantasy universe, I’m not too keen on time travel or reality-hopping here. But let’s run with it for a sec – what could they do? Well, there’s always a “what if” element, with maybe a version of Anakin Skywalker who didn’t fall to the Dark Side and instead fought the Empire; there’s all the various no-longer-canon “Expanded Universe” fiction to draw upon, like Han and Leia’s children, or characters such as Mara Jade and Kyle Katarn; then there’s the possibility of exploring Lucas’ original vision for the sequels or even – this is where it gets wild – the unrealised, original ideas for Star Wars: hello, “Luke Starkiller”.

Doctor Who: this universe, on the other hand, totally lends itself to trippy shenanigans. Yes, of course, we can mess with time and have multi-Doctor mashups; but what about other universes too? After all, Ten and Rose were on a different Earth; they could come back, along with characters from other, unknown realities, the Doctors that never where (Paterson Joseph, maybe?) – or even a version of Peter Cushing’s Doctor from the movies!

Terminator: hot take alert: I think the general idea of Terminator: Genisys is actually pretty good; go back in time and re-do the timeline a bit like Star Trek ’09. But what if we go further? What if various attacks on the timeline from Skynet (or, urgh, “Legion”) have damaged the time-space continuum, and all alternate realities are merging into one? You could have Edward Furlong’s John Connor meeting Nick Stahl’s John Connor meeting Christian Bale’s John Connor meeting Jason Clarke’s John Connor. At the end of the film, everything is totally undone and all the various terrible sequels are erased from continuity, giving us – canonically – only the two entirely good Terminator films. Hooray!

Bond: look, this is stupid, but is reality-hopping really much more ridiculous than an invisible car? It’s certainly more realistic than Bond surfing. So this film is about different Bonds of different eras meeting up for one wild case. Obviously it’s complicated now by the sad deaths of Connery and Moore, but you could still have no-nonsense Dalton rubbing shoulders with suave Brosnan and butting heads with gruff Craig. And Lazenby I suppose. I’ve not seen that film. But can you imagine the headlines? Yes, it’d anger the purists to such a degree that they’d burn a hole through the centre of the Earth. But it might just be worth it.

Kevin Smith Movies: Kevin Smith’s “View Askewniverse” is already a shared universe, really. So why not go one step further? You could bring in characters from the films he’s made that don’t really have Jay and Silent Bob in them – I’m sure he’d love to revisit Cop Out, for instance. Or, like with Star Wars, there’s the whole “roads not taken” element; Smith was supposed to play Dante in the original Clerks, for instance. Or what if his unmade films cropped up – some copyright-dodging versions of Superman or Fletch? Whilst this sounds phenomenally daft, I actually think Smith could make some good gags about it.

Dark Universe: think about it! After years of scorn and ridicule, Universal come out swinging! They’re not ignoring their stillborn shared universe idea, they’re doubling down and making it a multiverse! Instead of shoehorning celebrity-stacked films together, we have a dozen Draculas! Hugh Jackman recruiting a team of reality-straddling Van Helsings to combat an army lead by Gary Oldman, Luke Evans, Claes Bang, Gerard Butler, Nicolas Cage, maybe even Adam Sandler. Aaron Eckhart and Robert DeNiro as battling Frankensteins! Kevin Bacon’s Invisible Man terrorises Elisabeth Moss! And at the end Tom Cruise flies in to save them all!

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hollandsmushroom · 3 years

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Broken Rules and Ruined Lace

Pairing:Tom Holland x Reader AU:No Word Count:3,134 A/n:Um, this is just pure filth pretty much, its slightly edited so I hope it is good but I am not sure…I think everything I write is shit so um, feedback is greatly appreciated. Warnings: Smut Masturbation, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Slight Degradation, Cum Play, Cum, Dom!Tom, Smut, Oral(F receiving), unprotected sex, orgasm control, orgasm denial, spanking(one mention). I think that is everything if not I am sorry.

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It’s not that you wanted to break Tom’s rule, you didn’t want to be his brat, you really wanted to be his good girl. But as soon as you woke up you knew that you were fighting a losing battle and all you could do was try and hold off the inevitable.

You remember when Tom set the rule, both of you laying in bed, your had rested on his sweaty chest as you stared up at his flushed face, entranced by the movement of his lips, they were still wet with your arousal and his spit, the slickness catching the minimal rays of light in the shadowed room causing the thing yet plump flesh to glisten, distracting you from his words.

“Y/n?” he gave your head a light tug, forcing your eyes to meet his “Are ya listening to me?” His accent was thick and words were stern.

“No, sorry”

“I was saying you can’t touch yourself without permission” he growled, mashing his mouth to yours teeth hitting each other with the pressure of the open mouthed kiss. “So no more of what you did today, you hear me?” he asked, breathing heavily from the intensity of the kiss, his eyes looking deep into yours searching for recognition, you gave it to him in the form of a nod and a quiet “Yes, Tommy” before curling even further into him.

As you recalled what that night you knew you should be focusing on the assertiveness he used when speaking to you but all you could think about was how his lips felt on yours. On days like these his words never left your mind, but today you were more focused on remembering your cum on his lips. You knew that you needed permission but you didn’t want to bother with asking him if you could get off without him. Deep down you knew the excuse of not wanting to bother him was simply that, an excuse because you knew what his answer would be and it would be so much easier to disobey if he didn’t know that you had been thinking about it already, if he didn’t know to check if you had broken, if he didn’t remind you of the consequences.

When you had woken up Tom was already gone, you knew that he had press for Spider-Man No Way Home which was premiering tonight, your cunt on the other hand, had a mind of its own. As soon as you had fully awoken you felt a heat in your core, a fire that was waiting to be stoked, one that the clenching of your thighs in an attempt to alleviate the desire only worsened. A small whimper passing your lips as your thighs pressed your labia together, applying pressure to your swollen clit. You tried to ignore it, hauling your ass out of bed and to the kitchen, fixing yourself a nice cup of tea, sipping slowly as you tried to focus on anything else. The burn of the hot liquid on your tongue or how the marble counter was digging into your lower back, even Tessa’s cold nose nuzzling your calf, but nothing was working.

Deciding to put off making a choice until after breakfast, you fixed yourself something to eat. Focusing on the food in front of you as you did your best not to burn anything. Your brain was a debate, divided and arguing over the pros and cons. The pros were simply that you would get off, that the burning itch of ecstasy would go away, the cons well out weighed them, Tom’s punishment should have been threat enough but the state you were in was something past rationality. You surprised yourself by your decision that you were gonna do it. Eyes looking at the clock on the oven, the digital flash of numbers alerting you that Tom would be home in a couple hours, enough time for you to have your fun and not get caught.

You felt a little bad about disobeying Tom, but as soon as your hypersensitive skin met your sheets, and the pads of your fingers touched your clit, all guilt evaporated from you. Your mind was on him the whole time, how his fingers felt in you and on you. Pinching your nipples between your thumb and pointer finger, rolling the nub gently as you rubbed your clit furiously. Your body had been ready to go since you woke up, your orgasm building mere minutes after you began, your fingers covered in your slickness, you wished they could be cleaned by Tom’s tongue. You wanted it to be his fingers or better yet his cock that grazed over your g-spot making you dive into the pool of ecstasy that overflowed in your lower belly. You came down from your high, eyes falling upon the large blotch of liquid that squirted from your core, tainting your pure grey sheets, you assured yourself that it would dry before Tom got home not finding it in you to change the bed sheets.

You felt much more calm, your body feeling less like it was vibrating in a high speed desire ridden anxiety, it felt like you could breath and like you weren’t about to explode. You looked at the clock, knowing that you needed to get ready and you still had just over enough time to get yourself to the state that was presentable to the world. Making your way to the bathroom, turning on the shower and stepping in, scrubbing your hands clean, trying to rid them of your strong scent.

Tom came home from the press junket an hour later, already ready for the event, having had to be all put together since this morning for press. You heard him, his footsteps sounding on the hardwood floor followed loudly by Tessa’s claws clicking as she ran up to him, his voice was tired and beautiful, sounding like home and calling to you.

“Love, you here?”

“Up here Tommy” you shouted in response, continuing to apply your final bits of makeup to be prepared for the evening, specifically the red carpet. Tom followed the sweet notes of your voice, wanting nothing more than to hold you in his arms, to ground himself from all the insanity that was the countless interviews. Tom found his plans changing when he saw something on the covers of your shared bed, his eyes catching on some patches of dampness on the grey duvet cover, they were mostly dry but still altering the color of the sheet a shade darker than it would normally be. His eyebrows raised up his forehead he went to check it was, making sure that Tessa hadn’t peed on the bed again. As soon as got near the spots a familiar scent hit him, arguably his favorite smell, one that almost always made his cock harden, the only exception being when he was already fucked out. It was the smell of your arousal, your cum to be more specific.

He was confused, you hadn’t had sex in a couple of days so why would your cum be on the sheets, unless you broke his rule. He felt a fury boil inside of him, mindlessly drawing him to where you stood in front of the mirror preparing yourself for the premier of his movie tonight.

“Hi Tommy!” you spoke excitedly as you could, your focus on the spooly in your hand applying mascara to your lashes. Without a word his hand wrapped around your wrist pulling your dominant hand to his face.

“Tom what the fuck” you exclaimed, angry that he had interupted you and almost ruined your face of make up but that anger melted quickly, realizing what he was doing as he unfurled your pointer and middle finger from around the mascara wand, bringing them to his nose as he glared at you.

The scent was faint on his nose, not as noticeable as it had been on the bed sheets but yet it was still present, hidden under multiple bouts of hand washing trying to rinse your disobedience down the drain with your lavender scented hand soap but clearly you hadn’t be thorough enough, the faintest hint still present.

“Tom, I-”

“No talking” he bit at you, your mouth shutting immediately as you nodded at his words. He pushed his body against yours, the imprint of his dick showing through his trousers before it pressed against you. His lips burn the skin on your neck before scratching his teeth over the juncture of your shoulder and your collar bone, biting down hard, making you hiss at the pain. “You broke the rule, I should have expected that you being the little fucking brat that you are” he chastized, his fingers bunching up the edges of your dress, hiking it up until the ruffled silk sat above the round of yoru ass, you barely clothed core visible to Tom’s hungry eyes as he knelt infront of you, fingers slipping inbetween your thighs and forcing them apart, a wave of yoru arousal hitting his nose. “You smell so sweet, I would love to devour your pretty little cunt but that’s only for good girls’’ he leans in and bites your mons, the lace barely protecting you from the blunt of his teeth.

The lace scrunched up beneath his teeth as he tugged it farther from your burning skin, pulling them downwards as he exposed your core, mouth watering as he saw your wetness connect to the crotch of your panties to your cunt. He had to remind himself that he couldn’t that you didn’t deserve it, that he was angry with you, but god did you look fucking delicious.

“Im gonna fuck you so hard, your legs are gonna shake the whole way down the red carpet, you’re gonna need me there to hold you up, even though you don’t need me cause you got off on your own” Tom spat, undoing his belt buckle.

“I do need you” you whimpered, the cold on your core nearing pain, all the blood rushing between your thighs increasing your sensitivity, the contrast of the chilled atmosphere on your burning skin already too much for you to handle.

“What did I say about talking, pretty girl” his often soothing voice coming out as a snarl. Taking the base of his cock he ran his tip through your folds, coming downwards over your clit before stopping at your entrance, thrusting into you without any warning, fully entering you with the first thrust. Tom watched as you bit your lip, nearly hard enough to draw blood.

“Good girl, stay quiet” he ordered as he started to thrust, the impetus of his hips making his balls slap against your taint, a jolt rolling up your spine as you felt every inch of him pulsing inside of you.

You wanted to scream, to whine, to moan, but all you could do was bite your lip as the pleasure started to overtake your body, every inch of your body being set aflame as Tom continued his thrusts. Tears were pricking your eyes as his hand gripped into your yielding and supple flesh, you felt your orgasm building, and you knew that Tom was too, his tip twitching against your walls, but just as you were about to unravel he pulled out, grabbing his cock and sliding his hand up and down it, thick white spools of cum shooting out, and landing on your panties, tainting the french lingerie that Tom had bought you on a romantic get away not long before. You were less worried about the lace, more about the intensified burning between your thighs that you now knew wasn’t being satisfied or eased anytime soon.

“It’s time to go,” Tom informed, pulling back from you leaving you standing there, your face portraying nothing but shock, eyes flitting between the cum that tainted your red lace panties and Tom’s smirking face. He tugged your panties back up your legs, soothing the lace over your core and spreading the cum across your folds before planting a kiss on your lips. “Come on” he tugged your wrist and led you down stairs to head to the event.

At the red carpet you felt his cum cooling on your folds and slipping between them, spreading around with every single step you took, you felt it seeping through your lace, smearing on your thighs and making them sticky. It was all you could think about the whole evening, how it continued to spread and absorb into your soft skin, it felt too much, and he wasn’t even touching you. Tom could tell how much it was affecting you, occasionally rubbing his hand up your thigh and gathering a little on his fingers, sneakily placing them in his mouth and sucking them clean. When you arrived home, you were a mess, your thighs sticking with his cum but slipping with your own arousal. It was enough to make you cum just thinking about it, and you were pretty sure you could if given the chance, but you weren’t. As soon as you reached the solace of your bedroom Tom spoke up, really the first time since before the event.

“Let’s get ready for bed” he suggested, causing a frown to overtake your face, but not wanting to make things worse you gave a curt nod and headed to the bathroom, grabbing one of Tom’s shirts on the way in there. You stripped yourself of your constraining dress, slipping on the loose fabric, and involuntary sigh escaping your lips at the feeling of freedom. You had already finished your nightly routine when Tom came in, you were right about to sit down and clean yourself up when he caught you by the waist.

“Nuh uh, don’t clean yourself up yet” he whispered, breath hot on your neck making goosebumps spread wherever his breath touched. “Go lay on the bed and wait for me” he ordered, placing a soft kiss beneath your ear. Spinning you in the direction of the door, and laying a slap on your ass, watching it jiggle as you walked away.

You laid down on the bed, you were stuck on thinking about what was about to happen, having been nearly positive that you already got your punishment for your disobedience. Tom sensed your confusion as soon as he walked into the room, standing at the end of the bed for a moment, watching you as you watched him, his eyes eager as they caught your pussy peeking out from beneath the hem of your shirt.

“I’m gonna make you cum with my tongue” was all he said before he was on you kissing his way down your body, lifting up the oversized shirt that now covered your body, nothing underneath it. The soft cotton bunching up much like your dress had earlier in the evening.

“Look at this cunt, so fucking gorgeous” Tom groaned, looking at how his cum still covered the lips of your pussy. “I love seeing my cum on you” his tongue flicked out and licked some of the arousal that was leaking from your entrance, the mixture of his spunk and your slick delicious on his taste buds.

“Tommy I want you in me” you whimpered, tugging on his hair.

“Nuh uh baby girl, I’m letting you cum on my tongue, you don’t get to be greedy, “ he growled, softly sinking his teeth into your clit. “You can moan, you can touch me, but you will only cum when I tell you too” you nodded your head eagerly, at the point where you would have agreed to anything just to have him touch you properly. He said nothing else, no words, no noise, simply licking over the closed lips of your pussy, enjoying the taste, if he hadn’t drained his cock earlier he knew that he would have been hard, and he was actually happy he wasn’t, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to hold out from fucking you to completion if he was.

“Taste so fucking good, baby” he slipped his tongue between your lips, licking over the folds and vallies that lined the inside of your vulva.

“Tom T-t-Tom you feel so- fuck good” you moaned, threading yoru fingers in his hair as you tried to pull him closer to you trying to smear your cunt across his face, but he fought back, he was gonna make you cum, but in his own time. Finally after multiple minutes of kitten licks and light kisses between your folds he fully delved into your cunt. Licking a heated spitty stripe from entrance to clit. He pulled back and spat on your clit, rubbing his nose against it as his tongue slipped into your cunt, licking the inside of nudging that one spot deep inside of you as his nose bumped into your clit. He continued this action over and over again, the thrust of his tongue increasing the pressure on your clit.

“Tommy, I-I-I’m gonna cum” you whimpered, your legs trying to clamp around his head but his hands held them in place.

“Cum on baby, cum on my face” he spoke into your cunt as he sped up his movements, letting pushing you over the edge, and you fell, your back arching off the sheets as your body tensed, toes curling into the duvet as your breath was pulled from you lips, a silent scream on your mouth. He held you through your orgasm, only tearing away from your pussy when he was sure he had milked you of everything that you had. Licking his lips and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he watched you, your eyes were clenched shut as you tried to catch your breath. Your high, leaving you so blissed out that you didn’t realize Tom had left and come back until a cool wet towel soothed your burning core, a sigh escaping your lips.

Throwing the towel into the hamper he crawled into bed next to you, pulling you into him. His touch still burned your skin, the need to unravel around him still not having been satiated. He seemed to sense your tension, rubbing his hand down your back and breaking the thick silence in the air.

“You’ll get what you want tomorrow morning, love, I promise, but don’t you dare think of getting off while I’m asleep,” he hummed, kissing your temple before turning off the light. You wanted to whine, to complain and be a brat but you knew that would just get you even farther from cumming around Tom’s pretty cock, so you maintained your peaceful silence, eyes fluttering shut just thinking of what you were gonna get the next morning.

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robin-the-enby · 3 years

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Bliss

Pairing: Grell Sutcliff x f!reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Summary: Grell's love language are gifts. And since you two haven't spent much time together, she takes you on a shopping date.

A/N: This is set in the era when the anime takes place, so the reader is feminine. I also used she/her pronouns when referring to Grell.

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Who would've thought that being a reaper would require so much paperwork? The last place one would expect bureaucracy was the afterlife. It almost made her regret how she chose to end her previous life. Almost.

Of course she couldn't bring herself to hate it completely. After all, it wasn't that bad. Just boring. Although that is an enormous understatement in her opinion. She just thinks she could be doing something much more interesting with her time than spending hours filling out papers being scolded by her higher-ups (ehm ehm William ehm ehm) afterwards, only to have to fill them out again.

The second reason was you. At the end of the day, when a very physically and mentally tired William told her to get out of his sight with a heavy sigh and she could finally come back to you in the middle of the night, when you were fast asleep and she could see the open book laying on your slowly rising and falling chest and the still lit candle as you tried once again to stay awake so that you could welcome your girlfriend home, it was all worth it. If she hadn't became a reaper, she would have never met you and at this point, such a life was unimaginable for Grell.

Unfortunately for both of you, you couldn't enjoy your nights together very well, because Grell was needed at work earlier than you had the will to wake up.

The first thing your conscious mind registered was the chirping of birds. Next was the sunlight on your eyelids, like an angry mob banging on a witch's door. You felt like you could lay there for the whole day, just listening to those beautiful sounds and feeling the light on your eyelids shift as the day passed.

You felt the space next to you with your hand, the action automatical and always with the same result. As your hand was met only with cold, ruffled sheets, you opened your eyes.

Sighing with disappointment that your momentary bliss was over, you made your way to your wardrobe to get ready for the day ahead of you.

As you sat in front of the mirror, touching up your face just a bit with makeup, you couldn't help but smile as your sight landed on your girlfriend's part of the cosmetic table. It would never be true bliss without her here, you though as the tip of your pointer finger lightly traced Grell's bright red lipstick.

A series of sharp knocks rippled through the air, interrupting the constant chattering of people and tweeting of birds flowing into the room through the open window. A melodic voice you knew all too well called out to you like a siren "Oh daaaaaaaarling!"

You got up from your chair with such force that you nearly knocked it over. But even if you did, you wouldn't have payed it any mind, for your thoughts were focused only on the person standing in the open door to your shared home. You rushed through the rooms, your heart hammering like a humming bird in your chest, your mind barely able to comprehend that this wasn' a dream. But when you caught a glimpse of your girlfriend's bright red hair and her mischievous green eyes, you couldn't help but grin in glee.

Speeding trhough the hallway to close the distance between you two, you threw yourself at her, nearly toppling Grell over with the force of your attack. Her arms immediately snaked around your waist, bringing you closer to her. Pressing a kiss to your temple, she chuckled in your ear "My my, what a greeting. Wouldn't expect anything less from my love." and laughed some more when she heard a muffled "I missed you." coming from where you burried your face in her clothes. With another peck to your head, Grell let go of you, looking you up and down "I see you're already dressed. Marvelous! Well then, we've got places to be, chop chop!" She clapped her hands and turned you around and lead you where your shoes were.

You couldn't help but stare with a shocked expression on your face "Places to be? Waitwaitwait, slow down honey, tell me what's going on!" you tried to reason with her as you tied your shoelaces.

As soon as you straightened up again, Grell was immediately ushering you out the door with a sweet smile on her face. "It's simple darling, William gave me a few days off and since we haven't spent much time together, I decidedvto take you on a date. There's a lot of places I'd like to take you to and the day is oh so short." the redhead explained, purposefully leaving out the details, such as the way dear William let her take a few days off. You didn't need to know the details after all, it was all boring, some shouting and pleading here, some threats and annoying the superior reaper there. Bureaucracy. Boring and unimportant.

What mattered was the present. Arms linked, you two walked along the streets of London, chatting and giggling. Grell was very fond of showing affection wherever she went, to the point where it was almost inapropriate. But nobody really cared, since most people still saw your girlfriend as a man, despite her untraditional looks. It saddened you a little, that others did not see her for who she really was, but you supposed it was for the better.

Grell insisted that this date was albout about you. After leaving you alone for so long, even if not by her choice, she needs to spoil you. You told her you’re not mad at her, on the contrary actually, just to be sure she knows that and doesn’t feel like she has to do this for you. Your loving girlfriend only rewarded you with a beaming smile and assured you that it’s nothing like that and that you don’t need to worry, before resuming in showering you in compliments and praises, as well as gifts.

Yes, Grell really had the day planned out to a T. First, she took you to a dressmaker, the lovely lady seemingly expecting you already, greeting Grell like an old friend. She explained to you that she was a regular here and that you don’t need to worry about anything, because this lovely lady is one of the best seamstresses in the area. And she wasn’t lying. The seamstress discussed every detail of the dress with you, the fabric, shape and adornments. And while she took your measurements, Grell kept gushing and almost purring about how ravishing you’ll look in your new dress, how you chose a perfect colour that brings out your eyes and will surely make your skin glow and that she won’t be able to keep her hands off you, making you blush a nice red colour which she immediately complimented as well and in turn making the seamstress gush about what a cute couple you are.

Then you two stopped at a bakery to pick up some bread, which she let you pay for after some begging, and after that went to a nice, quiet park with a small pond where you two fed and watched different kinds of ducks and a pair of swans. Both of your hearts melted at the sight of small ducklings following their mothers in a line like toddlers in kindergarten on a walk. You pointed out to each other when a duck did something funny or cute, which happened very often.

Seeing those adorable birds eat made your stomach grumble. Grell looked over at your embarassed face and giggled “You should’ve said you were hungry my dear! I could go for some food myself.” she said thoughtfully, tapping a finger on her chin. And before you could say red, she was already tugging you in the direction of a restaurant that she wanted to check out for quite some time now, but was waiting for the right moment, so she could bring you along as well. The food there was nothing short of delicious.

Lastly she asked you directly if you’d like to go somewhere. You thought for a while, trying to come up with a way to reward her for this amazing day, you got a brilliant idea. “Close your eyes.” you instructed the reaper softly “And don’t open them until I tell you to.” Linking your arm through hers, you began to slowly and carefully guide your curious girlfriend to a flowershop you passed one day on your way from the market. You still had some money on you and figured you’d buy her some flowers, which you were sure would make Grell happy.

“Stay here, don’t move a muscle, I’ll be right back.” you said softly “And don’t open your eyes.” you reprimanded her jokingly. Grell for once did as she was told and stood exactly where you left her, rocking on the balls of her feet, until you stood in front of her again. She could tell, because you were wearing a perfume she gave you for Christmas. “Alright, open your eyes.” you told her.

As soon as that sentence came out of your mouth, Grell’s eyes flew open in anticipation. She was met with your face on which a cheeky smile had bloomed and it was clear you were holding something behind your back. You pulled out a bouquet of red spider lillies and blood red poppies with a soft ‘ta-daa’ escaping your lips. Grell switched her gaze from the gift you got her to your face, her eyes twinkling in the afternoon sun. She looked on the verge of tears, moved by the loving gesture. You took one lilly from the tightly tied up bouquet and put it softly in her hair “Looking beautiful as ever my love.” you cooed softly. Grell’s smile got even wider, if that was possible and before you could stop her, she was already pressing kisses and little pecks all over your face, enjoying your happy squeaks. An elderly couple passed the two of you, without either you or your girlfriend noticing, the man scoffing “Young people don’t know anything about manners these days...” While his wife patted him gently on the arm he had linked with hers and smiled “Oh leave them be Richard. We weren’t any different when we were young.”

Your legs were rather tired after the long day and you both agreed to go home. Even though this day was nearly over, you couldn’t wait for the next morning to come, so that you could have your morning bliss.

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I know this isn’t for everyone, but I was in the mood for some sweet sweet fluff

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p3nispxrker · 3 years

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Cleaning Him Up

Beware for this is the first fic I've written. So I’m sorry if it’s bad- ;-; Also I’m sorry if there are spelling errors, and if words are repetitive.

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary-patching peter up after patrol :)

WC:608

Warnings-none

It was a typical night, one you had grown accustomed to. Waiting for Peter to get back from patrol so you could patch him up. Any cuts or wounds that made its way onto him you’d take care of. Sometimes, if you were lucky, he’d come back to you untouched.

You were on your bed reading, book propped up against your pillows as you waited. Eyes glancing over to your night stand, where your clock was set, every now and then to check the time. The ticking of the hands and your pages being flipped were the only sounds present in the quiet room.

Peacefully taking in the words your eyes were scanning over, you looked at your clock. 2:47 am

You sighed closing your book and pushing it far back under your pillow. You had gotten bored of the story. Deciding to clean a bit before Peter arrives.

Halfway through sorting your pens you heard a soft knocking against your window. Your head turned towards the source of the sound. Smiling as you saw Peter, still in his spider-man suit, waving at you from behind the glass. Your legs taking you to the window as you unlocked it and slid it open wide enough for your boyfriend to climb in from the fire escape.

“Hi” you sighed as you watched Peter walk to your closet

“Hi” he smiled when he turned around holding a small pile of his clothes he usually kept at your place

You went to your bathroom to grab your first aid kit, while Peter waited for you on your bed.

“Soo..” you prolonged “What’s the damage from tonight?”

“Nothing much,” he responded “Just a couple of cuts from this guy trying to rob a plush store.”

You let out a chuckle “A plush store?”

“Yeah you know the one by that popular sushi place.”

“I know, but a plush store?” you laughed

“Right!” Peter laughed along with “That’s what I was saying to the dude, out of all places.”

“Hey don’t encourage them.” you said jokingly, holding your pointer finger up to point at him

After you and Peter were done with your laughing fit he directed you yo where his cuts were.

“What is that!?” Peter asked you as you placed a nude Band-Aid on his left forearm.

“I’m sorrrrryyyyy” you exasperated “I ran outta the Hello Kitty ones.”

“It’s so ugly.” Peter whined flaying his arms in the air as he fell backwards onto the bed.

“How can I go out in public with THIS.” he continued, shaking his left arm dramatically in the air

“Gosh you’re such a baby.” you teased as you got up and walked towards your desk, glancing at your boyfriend who fitted a pout on his face, and picked up a pen.

Walking back to him in slow motion just to annoy him.

“y/nnnnnnnnn”

You grinned at your own antics before jumping onto the bed.

Grabbing his arm you drew a few squiggles and smiley faces on the small Band-Aid. “There are you happy now.”

“~Thank youuu~” Peter sang to you

You rolled your eyes, putting the cap back onto your pen and throwing it over on your desk.

“Are you staying the night.” you asked, already knowing the answer

“Yeah, it’s a Friday.” he stated pressing his back against your stomach more as you spooned him.

“Good night.”

“Night,” he quickly rolled around to give you a quick peck to the lips before rolling back “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“I love you more” he replied to you cheekily

He always wanted the last word, whatever the situation may be.

“Oh hush you idiot,” you said and slapped his arm playfully and closed your eyes.

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The End.

I don’t know how i feel about this...

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buck-nialled · 3 years

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An Itch You Can’t Scratch - P. Parker Blurb (18+)

NOTE: this blurb contains descriptions of a sexual encounter between Peter and reader (WHO ARE OF AGE IN THIS) so DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE BELOW 18!

taglist; @coconutdawn @swiftmendeshoran

Nobody would think Peter Parker, full-time Star Wars lover and Tony Stark admirer to be the web-slinging crime-fighter with millions of views on YouTube. A theory more unbelievable to his peers though would be his late-night routine of rolling around with his girlfriend beneath bedsheets and drowning in gratification by the utter sound of her moaning his name.

Normally, he was gentle, caring, and in other words completely vanilla. Anything more than a gentle caress to your soft skin made Peter a jittery mess, because, frankly, the thought of his super strength and you colliding had him paranoid and attentive in ways you never thought possible. Your first time together he double-checked for your permission with each layer of clothing you stripped out of and triple-checked touching you anywhere that was not your hand or face.

Now, you and Peter were in the midst of your twentieth time together intimately. This also happened to be your fifth time post honesty hour, where your boyfriend revealed himself to be Spiderman. “Yes, really I’m Spiderman, quit laughing, why is that so hard to believe”— you recall Peter telling you in those exact words. And you weren’t exactly sure if it was re-watching all of the Spider-Man sightings on YouTube and imagining your beloved behind the mask, or seeing the web-shooters on his desk the following night that brought the idea to mind.

Truly, you wanted to lock the idea up in a box and burn it because it made you flustered to even face Peter the next day. And when his heightened senses alerted him of the grenade tick that was your heartbeat, his curiosity made itself vulnerable when he asked you what was wrong. It felt even more wrong lying to your boyfriend and almost seemed futile considering youth heartbeat would give you away instantly had you fibbed. So your dirty little secret bounced off of your tongue and introduced itself to Peter’s ears while you suffered red cheeks and warm skin the entire way through. You expected disgust, revulsion at the idea of webbing your hands up and being vulnerable to Peter’s hands, tongue, and whatever else he decided to indulge you in.

What you hadn’t expected during your admission, was the idea of him agreeing. And you most definitely weren’t expecting him to play into your fantasies so quickly and without complaint. But here you were with him for the twentieth time, bare and bound by the strong webbing and an attentive lover. His head had been between your thighs for the last five minutes, eliciting squeals and moans from you at multitudes you never thought possible when at the mercy of your fingers.

“Pete, Peter.” Your chest heaved with heavy pants and you reveled in the beads of sweat forming at your hairline. The chants of his name only fueled his movements as he carried on pleasuring you. And it was almost blissful.

Had it not been for the itch on your nose, taunting your being for the past three minutes. Normally, there was only one itch Peter was capable of scratching but as the small tickle on the bridge of your face progressed, it seemed as though tonight there would be two.

“Peter, wait—“ your attempts to get his attention was ineffective at first. Any hand motions earned a similar lack in response, seeing as they were resistant to the fluid binding your wrists. Helpless whimpers of his name escaped you, appearing normal to his ears as he continued burrowing his face into your core and injecting an unmatched bliss into your veins with his tongue’s every lick and pump.

Until you managed to cry out a small “stop, please,” did his ears perk. The head of brown tendrils shedding itself from your middle was instantaneous, as was the pleasure draining from your body.

“What happened? Are you okay? Was I going too--”

“No, Pete you were perfect I just...I…”

“It’s alright, Y/N you can tell me.”

They whine that you elicited was pathetic. “My nose really itches.” Peter’s brows furrow, but the torturous sensation on your face urges you to continue. “And it won’t go away and...it’s just really hard to concentrate.”

“Hey, hey it’s okay. I got it.” Lightly, his pointer finger reaches up and fights against the prickling on the bridge of your nose with a few scratches. He chuckles at the sigh your body releases moments after. “Better?”

“Much...thank you.” A fiery red inflames your cheeks and becomes impossible to hide with your arms still fastened above you.

“Of course. It's my duty as a boyfriend to scratch all my girlfriend’s itches.” He remarks with a sly grin, now cupping one of your heated cheeks. “Do you want me to untie you?” He lifts his eyebrows in question.

“I think I’ll be okay now.” You giggle, “I still have one more itch you can scratch,” bucking your hips up for emphasis.

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tomdiddlyumptious · 3 years

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Can u do a Tom Holland x black model reader

And she’s zendayas friend and she introduces Tom to her and they hit it off he ends up seeing her outside they have a sentimental talk about what it’s like being famous and they end up kissing maybe smut at the end and they wake up the morning after 😩😩😫

I MIGHTVE GOTTEN....YA KNOW TAKEN AWAY BUTTTTT

warnings: terrible fans, sadness, annoying papis, and I guess heavy smut but idk 🤷🏽‍♀️ NOT PROOFREAD, PROBABLY TERRIBLE ✌🏽

a/n: REEEEE I HATE MYSELF

You sighed as she grabbed your hand, pulling you, “look you have nothing better to do, so you do this or keep watching re-runs of Harry Potter and trying to shift, which isn’t gonna work” she rolled her eyes at the idea, looking at your scrunched up face.

“Well whatever, so much for getting a spell book” you huffed in loss, zendaya laughing at you as she let your hand go and opened the door “for my princess please” she dramatically said, her hand pointing inside the restaurant.

“We couldn’t have taken a walk-“ “y/n shut up and sit down please” you giggled as you walked slower to let her infront of you and guide you to a seat, next to her but also next to a nice, brown haired, of course skinny lean white boy.

And how did you know that? You checked him out without hesitation. As you looked back up at him you found himself with a cocky ass smirk. “Don’t flatter yourself” you chuckled only leaving him doing the same.

“Hey a pretty girl like you how could I not?” His hand lifted and ruffled his hair some, leaving you with a smile. “We all know who we are right?” Daya said, not wanting to introduce anybody when your all basically famous. “Yes?” The group said.

You knew Tom of course but not officially, your brother made you watch Spider-Man because he’s two years older then you and loves to debate that tobey Maguire is the best, which you have to agree, its only by the way he swings. Your brother also thinks tobey can play Batman but he is like 46, he will have a heart attack.

As you all ordered your meals and passed around plates Harrison and Jacob talked, zendaya and her brother talked, which left you and Tom.

“Hi I’m tom” he said, lifting his hands wanting a handshake, orrr possibly a hug, what’s the damage?. “Well hello Tom, my name is Y/n” you said, taking his hand in yours, also noticing you can’t even shake his hand because of his hand size, it basically devoured your whole hand. Tom chuckled as he looked at your small fingers.

“Compare?” He asked, “oh what are we in fourth grade?” You giggled but agreed, he put his hand up flat and open and you did the same, touching hands you noticed your hand was small, or his hand was big, who knows. “I should call you robin!” He chuckled.

“You are really a child, teen titans really?” You bursted into laughter but only Tom could really hear. “Hey I have to do something to keep me satisfied right?” He shrugged, “and tough talked for a woman with small hands”.

You playfully gasped as you hit his shoulder “no you just have large hands, above average, so leave me alone, and tough talk for a guy who’s 5’8, my brother was that height at like 14” he only left his mouth open as you laughed, his eyebrows raised as he said “touché, but you’ve been doing some research on me havent you?”.

“Eh, something like that” you shrugged, getting chopsticks and trying to set it up but failing, of course Tom hysterically laughed at you “fuckin chopsticks” you mumbled to yourself, still trying to get them in between your fingers but utterly confused.

“Here darling, let me help you yeah?” Tom said in his slick British accent,

leaving your stomach to drop to your ass but you agreed, forgetting what he was helping you with.

He took your hand softly and fixed it, staring at him in awe before-

snap

You both looked over and seen a photographer running away, leaving Tom pissed but you could only laugh. Everyone around the table noticed and started to feel bad about being “famous” because it does take away your private life.

As they all looked at you both you continued laughing, leaving them all confused “did you see the way he ran?” You only busted out laughing more as Tom could still see him, looking at the way he does run and starts laughing after.

“Your right!” Everyone starts to catch on as zendaya pulls out her phone to record him, putting it on her instagram story with text of “running to his casket” (I KNOW THIS IS MEAN BUT I COULDNT HELP IT)

As you all as a group ate your food, well you ordered a fork, and talked you all giggled, and got to know more about each other, when he found out you were a model he only smiled more because, you deserve to be one, your beautiful in so many ways anyone could see that, not just Tom holland.

You cracked open the cookie and grabbed the paper “I wanna see!” Tom said, scooting closer and resting his head on your shoulder as you read it “hop on a ride but you won’t go outside, lucky numbers 11,9,10,20” tom furrowed his eyebrows, “I don’t get it” he whispered in your neck, platonically. But he got your sweet spot so you bit your tongue some. “What makes you think I do? You do yours!”

He sat back up straight and grabbed his, opening it. “Hmm, take your time, try to wine and dine, same lucky numbers as you” he looked at you while your lower lip was puckering out, confused but not gonna stress yourself out about it.

“Aren’t they just beautiful” daya quietly said, recording it and putting it on her Snapchat instead. Harrison agreed as they all started at both of you but you didn’t take any sense to notice.

“Who’s paying?” Tom said. “Split” you say back, everyone taking out their credit card and placing it in the middle.

About two days later you went out for shopping, mostly for yourself but you did think about buying daya matching Harry Potter mugs.

You looked at Victoria secret, looking at all the options you could get, but you got white lingerie, lacy white lingerie. You had about 3 bags in your hands, all clothes as you found yourself hungry, you checked the time and noticed it was about five thirty but daylight saving so it was darker then usual.

You found yourself at a Chinese place at the food court, ordering what you wanted as your phone blew up from the events of yesterday. “Y/n?” You heard a familiar voice, you turned to see-

“Thomas?” You smiled at him as he smiled back, coming up close and seeing ‘foot locker’ and ‘Nike’ bags in his hand. “Hey!” He came over and reached out for a hug which you accepted, and you smelled so good, like no one else. He knew once they started to publicly date he would have to point out that you have this magnificent smell.

“Hey babe how are you?” You ask looking at him, letting him go as his hands were still on your arms. “My phone won’t stop blowing up” he sighed and rolled his eyes “eh same here” “what are you doing?” He asked, you pointed at the title of the food place “Chinese food” “your trying again aren’t you?” “You know what- shut up” you laughed making him join along.

He decided to join you at one of the tables, both with hats on and black tinted sunglasses. “This is humiliating” you sighed, playing with the noodles. “What?” He asked looking up at you. “I shouldnt really have to hide because I just want to eat alone” you let out a distant chuckle and let the food alone, looking at the table.

“Yeah I know it does suck, but atleast we have killer fans right!” “Yeah but then they want to turn on you because you wanna make a point or a decision for yourself” he only sighed in defeat at your point, nodding in agreement. “I mean I guess it’s what we signed up for” “I just really want to do what I love but then there’s the pros and cons, people loving my body and people hating my body, telling me I should lose weight and that I should just kill myself-“

“Well you shouldn’t, people tried to cancel me because I didn’t vote? I can’t!” He grabbed your hand and that made you look at him “and your beautiful, so beautiful, don’t take only my word but everyone else’s, and whoever is telling you to kill yourself has a problem with their body image, they want to be you!” He gave you a smile, you gave a weak one back. “Hey love, darling, trust me. There’s a lot of people out there that support you! Why do paparazzi want to take photos of you? To let everyone know hoe your doing at the moment!”

“That wasn’t a good one Thomas” you laughed which made him giggle, he reached over and let go of your hand and places his thumb on your chin, the coldness of his ring on his pointer finger as it’s under your chin.

“Your really fucking beautiful, princess, fame is annoying celebrity is a annoying word but guess what? Isn’t it worth it?” “Yeah I guess, because I met you” you smirk, he tilts your head up and looks at your lips, looking at your eyes for approval and you nod your head.

He presses his lips on yours, pulling you closer as he wants to climb over the table and just take you there, his lips on your soft delicate ones is heaven, feeling your hand raise up to his cheek as you let go for a longer one-

“Hey get out of here! It’s like 7, stop sharing your cootie germs!” The janitor says with his strong Indian accent which makes you both laugh while your lips are still pressed together.

“Hey I really mean it!” You both let go as he shouts a thank you and you didn’t even notice it was that dark, he didn’t either. “Wanna get out of here?” He asked, you nodded as you both grabbed your bags and threw away your food.

You both couldn’t keep your lips off of each other, he slammed you against the apartment door, leaving you to moan as he focused on your neck, grabbing the key from his poket and shoving it in the door, opening it as he twisted to nob you fell and he feel ontop of you, well on your stomach.

You both laughed out of breath as he got up to close the door, thankfully there was a door stopper that didn’t allow a mark on the wall, he came back down and helped you up, taking the bags from your hand and throwing it on the couch, the boxes of shoes falling out of the bag and on the floor.

You quickly took off your clothes, leaving you in your underwear with Tom just admired you, your sweet brown skin just shinning of cocoa butter lotion and body oil, smelling so intoxicating as he walked up to you, his hand softly placed on your waist as he whispered in your ear “help me” you giggled and unbuckled his pants while he unbuttoned his shirt, quickly only in his-

“Really? Spider-Man? Your such a narcissist” “your ruining the moment” “whatever kiddo” he took your hand and ran into the room, falling on the bed from the jeans around his ankles, you got comfy on the queen bed with the silky black sheets and blanket, your legs open waiting for him as he kicked off his jeans.

He looked at you and your legs, crawling over to kiss your shins up to your thighs, his lips so soft on your skin as if he doesn’t want to break it.

“You such a pretty girl” he purred, kissing up to your stomach, to the middle of your breasts to you neck. “Touch me please tommy” you sighed in relief as he went down to your underwear, pressing your clit and trailing down to see you soaked. “I’ve barely touched you princess, do I make you wet like this?” He talks mostly to himself, not expecting an answer but you do “yes you do, fuck you make me so wet tom, watching your hands move, you mouth-“

“My mouth huh? What do you want me to do princess? Eat you out? Make you come then I fuck you and don’t miss a beat? Make everyone hear my good girl?” He asked, making you moan at the scenarios “I want to you to be on top of me, I want to you fuck yourself on my dick until you make me whine” he comes up to your ear and whispers “which I don’t do”, you whimper as he unclamped your bra, the cold ring and Rolex on your back as he gets it off.

You smile as he just stares, reaching down and taking a nipple in his mouth, moaning as he punches the other. “Fuck Thomas your really good” “shh now, remember what I want you to do f’me okay?” He asked looking up at you, you nodded as he reached down in between your thighs, pushing the underwear to the side.

He puts a finger inbetween your folds, his fingers rather warm and he rubs right over your whole while he continues to kiss and leave hickeys around your neck and inbetween your breasts.

He pushes in his finger and you let out a whimper, his fingers way bigger then your own “your so tight around my finger, fuck your gonna feel so good around my cock, just let me make you come first” you nod at him and give him a open mouth kiss as he goes down, taking off your panties and lifting your thighs and putting them inbetween his head.

He pumps is finger in you slowly, my the third time you suddenly let out a “oh” as your breathe starts to get heavy, “don’t give up now darling” “get to work and I’ll see what I can do for-“ you moan as he wraps his lips around your clit, kitty licking.

“Don’t talk down on me, darling” he says, before adding another finger, his long slender fingers finding your spot as he rubs over it, shaking his head from side to side around your bundle of nerves, your legs raise into a butterfly just asking for more.

Your hands reach down to his hair and you pull it, ruffle it and whimper as his fingers press hard on your spot “ah!” You let out a high pitched moan, he makes eye contact with you as his tongue continues to run miles, infinity signs, even his own full name on you “I’m so close” you whimper, he already knew by how much you were clenching around him, he sped up his movements, licking the slide of your clit, bucking your hips and pulling his hair making him moan on you, high pitch moans, the sounds of his fingers in your wet slopping whole is just enough to make you come, “Aw please! Fuck tommy!” Your eyes roll back as you cum, your back arching more as your fluids let loose and your stomach a pit of fire.

“You tase so good, Mmm” he licks you clean, savoring your tase as he licks his lips and comes up to kiss you, sharing tongues and humming at the taste on his lips.

And it was your time for the deal, he turned you both so you were on top. His hands already behind his head as he enjoyed the view already, you grabbed his member and pumped it a few times making him groan, you swiped him between your folds and cried at the overstimulation.

“Fuck y/n” he moaned feeling of your wetness looking down and seeing his spit and your arousal connected to the tip of his member, you both moaned at the feeling of his member getting in you so slowly.

You started to move your hips against his, seeing him so comfortable and watching every single move you make could make you come right there, you started to bounce and you sat up straight, moaning as Tom took a hand of his and licked his thumb to roll your nipple “faster” he said, as you did it.

“Fuck tommy your so good” “oh no it’s you babygirl, fucking yourself on my dick like I told you to, I don’t have to do any-“ he groaned “work, your such a good girl, my princess” he praised making you whimper and lean down. In this moment he could stay there forever, your ass on display as you bounced your whimpers in his neck right on his sweet spot. “Shit y/n”he moaned, letting his hands go to your ass and lift his legs to thrust into you, “no tommy” you say weakly, pushing his legs down “I get to fuck myself on you like you said” you hit back a moan.

“I did princess- fuck” he let out an ‘uh’ as you clenched around him, his eyebrows furrowed as his mouth opened, you leaned back up to kiss his neck, his sweet spot and made hickeys with no hesitation. You moved faster and placed your hands in his chest and hearing your ass on his thighs, the slickness coating all over his member and trailing down his thighs “fuck!” You come, “don’t stop-please! Don’t stop” he practically begged, thats more than a whine and you were willing to take it, it was all so good, so good.

His hands left your ass and went up to your neck, looking down at his darkened eyes as he bit his lip “fucking yourself so good on my dick, fuck!” He came and shot his load up you “yes Tom!” You whimpered and arched your back coming with him. He painted your walls as you ride it out, him massaging your thighs and biting his lip as he watched his cum trail down your thighs and on his dick.

“You tired?” You asked, throwing yourself over, he looked over “yeah” he reached over to kiss you and wrap his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his chest, he turned off the light on his night stand as you lifted your leg over his thigh, both on the left side of the bed and taking in each other, drawing patterns in his chest. “So does this mean-“ “yeah of course”

You woke up in the same spot, looking up at Thomas and finding him already looking at you. “Hey princess” he smiled, taking his arm and drawing circles on yours. “Hey bubs” you kissed his chest. You only admired each other before having to clean each other up, sharing a shower, nothing happened but giggles and soft rubs on the butt, of course until you put on the lingerie that you bought yesterday.

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lovely-josuke · 3 years

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❝six: the magician❞

“Control it Bakugo!” You ducked under his right arm, grabbing his wrist and his other too. You brought a leg up, kicking him in his gut. Bakugo’s body flew backwards, skidding across the floor. “Remember! Me giving you a quirk will be stronger than the original. That’s why we’re training so you won’t get backlash.” He growled, crawling up to his feet and sending an explosion your way. You put up a shield, keeping you standing while Bakugo once again flew back, this time into the wall.

“I don’t need any damn training! I know how my quirk works!” He slowly sat up, wincing at the pain in his back. You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“My quirk. You don’t know how my quirk works.” You extended your hand out to him. Bakugo smacked it away, putting his hand where the pain came from. “Do you really think you’re ready to fight?” You squatted in front of him, reclining on your thighs. Bakugo snarled.

“Like I said.” Bakugo glared with his teeth gritted, “I don’t need training for something I know how to use.” You grunted, obviously tired of Bakugo’s egotistical manners that never left. From the day of the meeting, it’d been a week and three days of training for Bakugo.

“Kurapika, I think the best decision is option four. Ground Zero can be valuable on this mission.” You agreed with the Chain Hero, “I have one condition. Ground Zero must go under training with me.” Bakugo’s eyes widened, giving a look of betrayal. Kurapika hummed.

“Any particular reason why?” Kurapika now placed both of his hands on the table.

“Yes. When I give someone an ability, it will be two times stronger than an original. On top of that, he needs to work fighting alongside me. If he gets more than one hundred meters away from me the quirk will immediately drop and return back to me.” Kurapika nodded in approval. “Until I say he’s ready, we will not join you in fighting the Spiders.”

“But I don’t need any training!” Bakugo shouted. “I know how to work my own quirk!”

“Ground Zero.” Kurapika quickly reprimanded him. Bakugo’s mouth clamped shut, vibrating with anger. “If you don’t want to agree with these conditions you’re more than welcome to leave the case. Any others can leave the case too. Copycat, your conditions are accepted. Onto assign everyone else’s roles.”

“Are you even sure this is the right place?” Bakugo hissed, keeping his head away from the window opening. Word got to Kurapika that the Spiders were hiding in abandoned apartments but with an unknown city. He gave you updates on where everyone would go. Midoriya and Kaminari would check out Esuha City. Kirishima always patrolled Hosu. Kurapika never gave an update on his whereabouts though. “There’s nobody here.” You held a finger to your lips, telling him to be quiet.

You had talked with Kurapika earlier, him giving you a location for you to scout.

“As why we’re waiting! Izuku and Sero will soon join in the apartments across.” You leaned back in the corner. “The Troupe is smarter than to get themselves caught. It’ll be a miracle if we even see one of them.” You sighed, checking the wrist watch for any updates. It’d been three hours and seventeen minutes since you two arrived. Bakugo was persistent in scouting the place. You had faith in Kurapika.

Six hours. Midoriya and Sero arrived an hour ago. Scuffling over the dirt made Bakugo kick your leg. You both crawled to the window openings, peering carefully. You recognized both Troupe Members. Machi and Pakunoda. They came from the left while on the right came Shalnark and Feitan. You shot a look at Bakugo, one that read be quiet.

“I thought the Boss would send more.” Machi spoke, crossing her arms. Shalnark beamed a smile. How was he a part of the Troupe? He seemed too happy and nice for your liking.

“He did.” Feitan spoke. His words were spaced out. “The Boss sent other members. They will be on their way soon.”

“I think he sent six in total?” Shalnark placed his finger on his chin. “Either way, we’ll need to break out into groups again. Uvogin was seen by a hero coming out of our previous hideout. Boss sent him to Jaku.” You furrowed your brow. Jaku was where Kirishima and Kaminari were stationed.

“Any idea on who else is coming?” Pakunoda asked.

Shalnark pointed his head to his left. Machi’s nonchalant look caught onto what he was trying to say. Feitan’s head cocked to the right. And it grew silent. The four members stared at each other, making a sweat drop roll from the side of your head. Shalnark brought his hand to his chest.

Four fingers were held up. Your eyes widened. They knew.

“Hmm. New members?” A voice called out from behind you and Bakugo. You both turned around. Hisoka Morow. He leaned against the door frame. “Does the Boss want to up his numbers, or are you here to fight one of the seven?” Seven? As soon as the odd number left his mouth, a loud explosion from behind went off. You quickly glanced back to see the four Troupe members below darting in separate directions and Sero swinging out with Midoriya. The apartment building Midoriya and Sero were in came down, a usage of Midoriya’s quirk.

With Feitan, Shalnark, Machi, and Pakunoda fleeing, two more escaped from the falling building. Phinks and the man seen carrying a sword. Phinks escaped with ease, using the pile of rubble to land on. While the other examined his choices.

“I guess that settles it. I’m allowed to attack.” Hisoka spoke, giving a smirk. Bakugo charged at him, swinging his arm but it phased through Hisoka, leaving nothing but dust. “Silly me. I never caught your names.” Hisoka was on the window still now, dangling a leg and flipping a card. He used his right hand to keep him propped up. Bakugo let out a yell.

“Ground Zero no!” You said too late with Bakugo sending an explosion to Hisoka’s direction. Your quick reflexes brought up a shield around you. Falling debris attempted to break the protective dome. You searched to see Bakugo in the hallway trying to stand up. He was safe since the destruction was sent to the windows.

“Hm, Ground Zero?” Shocked at hearing Hisoka’s voice from behind you, the dome shut off. In a split second you were yanked to the side from any damage. An arm wrapped around your torso kept you pinned down with a sharp object at your neck. “May I have a thank you? Or perhaps your name in return?” Your eyes only went to Bakugo.

“What the hell are you… Still doing… Alive?” He staggered. Bakugo’s cheeks slowly brought back the red hue. Hisoka raised his eyebrows, a look of disinterest coveting it.

“Don’t move if you want her to live.” Hisoka said, making Bakugo use the doorway for support. The magician dragged you up, careful to not cut your throat. Bakugo’s struggles made Hisoka squint his eyes. “This is interesting. Very interesting indeed.” Hisoka’s free hand covered his mouth. Bakugo’s menacing stare arose when Hisoka began snickering.

“What’re you laughing at!” Bakugo slurred, plummeting on the ground again.

“Tell me, are you the hero who got his quirk stolen?” Hisoka removed his hand. The aura in the room became threatening. You softly gasped, mouth agape at Bakugo. He, in return, denied what was asked about him. “Really? A high fever and weak body reminds me of the work of someone I know.”

Bakugo’s frail limbs couldn’t support him. He laid face flat, eyelids becoming heavy and hard to keep open. You mentally cursed yourself. When you stopped the shield, you’d also stopped giving Bakugo his quirk. And if you gave it back now, Hisoka would figure out your powers.

“He won’t be waking up anytime soon.” Hisoka sighed. His eyes fluttered towards you, nearing the card closer. You squeezed your palms, coming up with solutions to escape. “One wrong move and you’ll bleed to death. Now, why don’t you answer the question?”

You licked your lips, staying silent. It felt like a paper cut and blood trickled down the side, more beginning to flood. The tension rose, almost making it hard for you to breathe. Hisoka exhaled, letting go of you. You fell to your knees, trying to stop your bleeding. Hisoka squatted in front of you, giving a bright smile.

“I’ll spare you for now. It’ll be a shame killing you before your prime.” He patted your head, standing back up and walking to the hole. He glanced over his shoulder, “By the way, good to meet you, Copycat.” Hisoka raised his hand, a pink line shooting from his pointer finger and hauling him away.

Your shaky hand withdrew from your wound. Blood was smear all over your palm. With the other, you activated a healing quirk and brought it back to your neck. You grunted, using your chin to call Kurapika from the watch.

“Kurapika it’s me.” You said instantly after he picked up, “The Spiders attacked us. Ground Zero is unconscious. Deku and Cellophane got away. I’m not sure where they’re at or if they’re safe.” Finally the healing was over.

“Bring Ground Zero to Dr. L. I’ll meet you there.”

“On it.” He hung up. You used a water quirk to clean the blood. Now the problem was to figure out a way to wake up Bakugo. You bit your thumbnail while checking his pulse. “How did he know?”

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Lost You (Shawn Mendes) [2]

Feat. Tom Holland

A/N: This took way too long and I am really sorry for the wait. Also, this got a bit long too aha. The song btw is Unloving You by Alex Aiono check him out you guys he’s really talented, so yeah give that a listen because the performance is kindaa based on the song. Anyhow, I hope you guys still like this one!

Summary: After seeing your performance on a song you wrote about him, Shawn went out to get some air, but his peace was quickly interrupted when Tom decided to follow and confront him

Warnings: a sprinkle of Angst and typos

Word Count: 6.4k+

Masterlist in Bio

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You are very grateful that your dressing room has a bathroom in it, that was the purpose as to why you got out of your seat in the first place.

Your stylist was kind enough to help you out of your dress quickly and into your performance dress, a more comfortable and movable one before you got into the bathroom to empty your bladder.

Tom was being all blushy and cute while you got changed, covering his eyes with both hands and never peeking as promised, making you giggle in midst of your current mix of emotions after what happened with... Shawn.

The dress you wore was pale pink with a long, A-line bottom and a v-neckline to match a low back. The whole dress was covered in lace that extends into cap sleeves with petal appliqués littered all across, giving you an almost, fairy-like type of feel.

You wore close to no make-up now, hair down to frame your face, with your feet all bare, the rawness of your features critical for the song you were going to sing.

You wanted it to be intimate, real and emotional. Not much big production, just pure and simple you on stage, nothing but the beautiful sound of the piano and a few ballet dancers to tell a story.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Tom asked again the moment you reached the couch. Plopping yourself beside him, you nodded with a sigh. "Yeah just, seeing him brought back memories."

Tom frowned at your words, arm extending as he draped it over your shoulder, hand rubbing your arm in comfort. "What'd he say to you?"

You shrugged at his question, fingers picking at your dress as you softly mumbled. "That he still loves me and that he wants to get back together."

"And?"

"No, gosh no. I can't go back to what it once was. I couldn't even if I tried. And I really don't want to because every time I look at him I just see... pain." You shook your head with a frown of your own, hurt spreading inside you as the tainted memories replayed itself inside your head.

"Do you still love him?"

You took a sharp, deep breath at the question, two sides of yourself going against each other as to what you feel about that certain boy. "I don't know." You admitted with a defeated sigh, your mind a mess a long with your heart that you couldn't exactly give Tom a straight answer.

Maybe there's still a part of you that loves him, the Shawn you once knew at least, but that always seems to get clouded by the Shawn you saw just minutes ago. The familiarity in the way he looks at you, the glint in his eyes, it was still there, but barely. You saw a very different person from the boy who you fell in love with, because all you saw was the person who broke your heart into pieces.

"Okay, let's change the subject because the crinkle on your forehead is back, you need to clear your mind and relax. You're performing in a few darling." Tom pressed his pointer finger on the space between your brows, smoothing out the wrinkle with a reassuring smile that you couldn't help but feel all warm.

You looked up at him with a small, genuine but guilty smile. "Thank you and I'm sorr—"

"No need for that love. I've promised you that I'll always be here whenever you need me, and I tend to keep my promises. And before you start, no, you're not being a burden nor are you leading me on. I'm a grown man; I make my own choices, and am aware of the consequences. And as I've said plenty of times before, I am willing to wait for you whenever you are ready." Tom gave your arm a gentle squeeze, eyes boring into yours as it showed nothing but pure genuineness.

You felt your heart melt at the seams at his words, so grateful to have someone be at your side in time of need and one who actually cares about you wholeheartedly.

You are aware of a certain feeling that courses through you whenever you're with Tom. As to what it is? You haven't figured it out completely yet. This just makes things now more complicated than you thought it would be, adding the whole Shawn thing.

Tom and you have talked about what he felt for you, and you've also told him that he's free to find another as you are not sure as to when your heart gets fully healed. You don't want to use him as rebound at all, nor do you want to hold him down, that's why you've never told him anything that'd give him too much hope or anything, feelings wise, that you weren't sure yourself. You've been blunt and honest with him from the start, completely transparent without any sugar coating, but still, he understands and is still willing to wait.

With a simple explanation that you're not exactly ready yet, that you need to focus on yourself and be the person who you're meant to be, Tom understood. He always did, he's just incredible like that.

Pushing yourself up slowly, you placed a soft and sweet kiss on Tom's cheek, the simple action catching him off-guard as you felt his breath slightly hitch. You pulled away to look at him fully, face only an inch apart that you could make out the swirls of his beautiful brown eyes, the tips of your noses almost touching and you couldn't miss the way you felt your heart skipped a beat.

"You are such an amazing person, have I told that?" You whispered softly, Tom's eyes glancing down for a second to catch a glimpse of your lips before they were quick to be back on yours. It was a fast peek, but you caught it nonetheless.

He didn't take it further though, knowing that he can't do that to you right now, especially with what's going on inside your head. You saw it in his eyes, he knew it just wasn't the right time, and you were thankful.

Tom only chuckled with a nod, a soft blush coating his cheeks as he shot you a sweet but playful grin. "Yes, you have told me that, countless times, but I don't get tired of hearing it though."

You rolled your eyes with a laugh, swatting his chest playfully to which he purposely yelped a little too loudly. All overdramatic and everything. "That wasn't even that hard!" You exclaimed with giggles of your own.

"It still hurts love." He pouted at you, rubbing his chest exaggeratedly just for the purpose to sell his act. "I thought you had super strength Spider-Man? Unless you're a fraud." You accused as you narrowed your eyes at him, Tom gasping in feign offense.

"Hey!"

Both of you continued to banter back and forth, giggles and laughs echoing around the space until it was cut off when you were finally called to stage.

***

"Please help me welcome to the stage, your best new artist, Y/N L/N!"

Shawn's head snapped back at the stage once he heard your name. He'd been seating all angsty the moment he got back from meeting you in the hallway. He has been silent the rest of the night unless someone acknowledged him, but otherwise, he kept still and quiet, just waiting for you to appear on stage.

He was a complete and utter mess, but nothing a few fake smiles can't hide. Having done this before, all the eyes and the cameras lurking about, he was getting good at masking his feelings.

The lights started to dim as the applause faded out, the whole arena eerily quiet until a single spotlight shown right at the very back of the stage. And there you were, standing in all your raw and breathtaking beauty that Shawn has ever seen you in.

"I wish I could unsay the words I said..." Your voice echoed throughout the whole place, the sound sending shivers down Shawn's spine as it's been so long since the last time he heard you sing in person.

Then the melody of the piano came rolling in, the music just as beautiful to match your voice.

I wish I could unsee the videos in my head And if I could untie the knot and unhear the promises that you forgot Would I do that? Would I?

Shawn's heart ached at that. He knew what this song was about, from the very first moment you released it, he knew it was about him. The pain, the hurt and regret in your voice was clear as day and it took a big swing at his heart.

Movement on the stage snapped him back to reality as you walked forward ever so slowly. You looked like an angel to him, glowing right in the middle of the stage, your dress flowing with every step giving the illusion of you floating in mid-air.

The moment you reached a space another spotlight lit up, illuminating a few dancers acting out as couples as they move beautifully in sync with the song, so much raw emotion in one stage.

Unloving you, is the hardest thing to do Wish I could find a way to be unlove with you Unloving you, you're all I wanna lose But every night I'm closer to the bitter truth I just can't unlove you Maybe I can't unlove you

Shawn understood the lyrics clear as day, he's heard this song more times than he should, but he tried his best to not hold out hope, because he knows you. He knows you can never release a very personal song unless... unless it doesn't hurt you that much anymore. And if you were able to sing this live, then that can only mean one thing.

Maybe you've written the song right after everything. Just pouring every pain and suffering he caused you into lyrics and melodies to help you heal, and maybe by writing this song, you have healed, and releasing it to the world just means it doesn't hurt to revisit it anymore. It means that you've probably moved on, and that only leaves Shawn even more broken that he already is.

I wish I could unfeel your skin I wish I could undrown these feelings and learn to swim Oh if I could unlock the gate and unlight the fire that you put in me Would I do that? Would I?

The couples were now surrounding you, all acting out mundane things like slow dancing, reading books, one even had a mixing bowl in hand as they laughed, but the one that stuck out the most to Shawn was the couple sitting right in the corner, on a picnic blanket, the guy who oddly looked like him, holding a guitar in his hands.

It was way too familiar that Shawn felt his heart sink.

The first time I told her I love her.

Tears started to prick at Shawn's eyes as realization hit him like a truck. What the couples on stage were doing, it was the things you two always did when you were still together. Every single one of it, from making a mess in the kitchen to you reading him stories in bed.

He felt his chest slowly tighten, his body all tense as his mind ran a hundred miles per minute, just thinking about all the beautiful memories that now were tainted, all the blissful things that once was and might never get to experience again. All because of what he did.

Shawn stared right at you as you finished off the last chorus, the lights that were casted upon the couples started dimming one by one, almost serving as a sign that those memories, they were flickering, disappearing into nothing.

Unloving you, is the hardest thing to do Wish I could find a way to be unlove with you

Then the whole stage just burst to life, all dancers now moving in complete sync as you poured your heart and soul into the last beat.

Unloving you, you're all I wanna lose But every night I'm closer to the bitter truth I just can't unlove you

"But someday I will unlove you..." Everything then turned dark, the only light was yours as you stood there, right in the middle of the stage with a proud yet relieved smile.

The whole arena erupted into applause but the only thing Shawn could hear was the sharp ringing in his ears.

That's was it.

That last lyric change was all it took for Shawn to get up his seat and rush out. It may have looked bad if someone caught him, but hell, it would've look even worse if the camera caught him close to tears and unable to breath.

He just needed some air.

***

Shawn didn't know exactly how but he managed to find an empty lot at the very back of the arena, no signs of life so far. Big trucks were parked all around, hiding him some more from any prying eyes that could be lurking by.

He shut his own eyes tight as he threw his head back, the breeze of fresh air cool against his face as he took in as much as he could to try and calm himself down. His mind was still so crowded, so many thoughts rushing in and out of his brain at high speed and he couldn't quite grasp what was real and what was not.

Shawn thought he was okay, that he was good after the break up. He admits, he made the choice, he wasn't fully heartbroken when he did what he did. But as time went by, it slowly started to creep on him, all the pain and sorrow, and when he saw you tonight? That's when everything finally hit, a tidal wave of regret, guilt and hurt, all in one big swoop.

Shawn shook his head as he opened his eyes, now staring straight up at the dark night sky. There was no sound aside from the muffled screaming from inside, the premise somewhat, peaceful in a sense. He took in the calmness of everything around him, and slowly Shawn felt his heart rate go down, breathing going steady as he tried his best to clear his head, just counting the stars that he could see through the blaring lights of the place.

It was going great so far, that until he heard the door he came out of open and then close.

Turning around, he was filled with confusion and pure surprise as the person in front of him was the last who Shawn expected to see. He didn't ever expect to see him at all in pure honesty. Out of the number of persons who could've seen him run out, out of all the people who could've followed him, it had to be Tom Holland himself, how funny.

"If you came here to gloat—"

"No, I came here to give you a word of advice." Tom stood there with his hands in his pockets, a solemn look on his face to which Shawn only responded with furrowed brows. "I don't need your advice." He grumbled.

"I think it's best if you stay away from her." Tom ignored Shawn's comment as he added, voice stern and laced with pure warning, making Shawn scoff as he crossed his arms over his puffed out chest, all tall and confident. The Canadian boy wasn't scared of the British lad that's for sure. "And you expect me to listen to you?"

Tom shook his head. "No, I don't, but for her sake? I know you will." When Shawn didn't say a word, Tom continued, taking one step forward towards him to try and get the point across. "You claim that you care about her right? Then if that really is true, you need to let her go and let her be happy. You owe that to her."

Shawn let's out a mocking laugh, gesturing towards all of Tom as he sneered. "What, with you?"

The lad shook his head with a disappointed chuckle, arms falling limp to his side as if he can't actually believe that this is the card Shawn decided to play. "You're not getting the point here mate."

"No! You're not getting the point. I still love her, and I'm not going to give up until I get her back. I will keep fighting for her no matter the cost." Shawn wasn't one to have temper, he tends to have good control over it in most days, but right now, he couldn't feel anything else aside from anger and utter annoyance.

Sure, Shawn doesn't know Tom fully well, but he already doesn't like him. Maybe it was his ego talking, or maybe it's because Tom was with you but in Shawn's mind? How dare this guy tell him what to do?

Tom's patience was also starting to waver, the thought of you hurting and broken because of what this bastard did and continues to do was enough for Tom to not like Shawn, and he was going to make sure he hears what he has to say. "Do you want to get back with her because you truly love her? Or is it because it hurts your ego to see her with someone else and you just can't have that?"

Shawn blinked as Tom's words echoed inside his mind. He grew speechless at that, eyes casted down to the ground as he looked away to avoid Tom's accusing gaze, and that in itself was already an answer.

"Exactly my point."

Shawn was slowly crumbling, the gears in his head turning as he started to grow confused as to what he truly feels. He does love you, no doubt about that, but is that the main reason why he wanted you back? Or is there an underlying reason, a certain feeling that Shawn just can't seem to admit?

The curly-headed boy wasn't given the time to clear his head though, because Tom didn't stop, he wasn't near done.

Maybe it was all because of the pent up frustration he had for Shawn after so long. Granted, Tom doesn't know much about the guy, but he's heard enough. Just the name of the man who broke the woman Tom cares so much about, he's been hearing it over and over for months on end, all the things he's done. And now, Tom just wanted to let all his frustrations out and give him a piece of his mind.

"I know you're hurting right now, I can see it, but I care about Y/N a lot, and after seeing what you did to her, plus the aftermath? I don't want to be an asshole but you deserve all of it, if not more." Tom crossed his arms over his chest, jaw clenching as his mind went back to all the times you spent hurt and crying in his arms. You were an amazing, kindhearted, and compassionate woman, and you didn't deserve even an ounce of what Shawn put you through.

"Shut the fuck up Tom. You have no right to tell me what I deserve, you're not even in the fucking picture because this is between me and Y/N. This is none of your business. I will choose what the fuck I want to do and who are you to stop me huh?" Shawn growled through gritted teeth, fists balled at his sides as he took a step towards Tom, but the lad didn't seem to be bothered, not when he could match Shawn's anger easily.

"You've already made your choice the moment you broke her heart mate. You chose to be with someone else. Fucking hell, you are with said someone else right now, and then all of the sudden you want her back? Because what? It bothers you to see her with someone? To see her with me?" Tom held his head high as he spat, nostrils flaring with a glare to match, not showing any signs of weakness as they grew even closer, heat radiating off of both guys and it was a matter of time before someone explodes.

Tom was in dangerous proximity if Shawn gets even angrier and decides to get physical, but he wasn't scared, not even a little bit. The guy was obviously taller, maybe bulkier sure, but Tom? Well, he's had training. He knows how to box.

The two were pushing each other to their limit, poking the bear until one finally cracks, neither one seeming to back down as anger, pride, and egos collide. Tom even more so as he kept going at Shawn, words not lessening any blow even in the slightest. Tom had to make sure it thoroughly gets to him, that's why he had to make it sting.

"You weren't there to see how broken she was, how broken you made her, I was. You didn't see how dark it got, how low she felt, but I did. The amount of times she cried because of you, the countless times she felt so insecure about every part of her being because of you, the number of times she beat herself up by saying she was never, and will never be enough all because of what you did, I was fucking there for all of it and it fucking hurts to see her like that." Tom's temper was slowly slipping from him, his heart pounding against his ears at the mere thought of you in pain. He just cares about you so much, and remembering what you went through, it was clouding his mind.

When he went out to follow Shawn, he was planning to just have a casual talk, maturely settle some matters, and maybe even extend some comfort but things escalated way too fast and got way too heated and here they were now, one upping each other on who could get even more angry.

"I'm not standing here out of spite and jealousy, I'm here to tell you that I'm not letting you break her apart again and then just leave for her to pick up the pieces after. I sure as hell won't let her go back to old ways, because she doesn't fucking deserve that Shawn. She deserves to be truly happy, to heal, and you're not the person for that, not anymore because you're the person who broke her." The accusation in Tom's voice was clear as day, and Shawn heard it all too loud, each word ringing in his ear.

Shawn was breathing heavily now, heart beating rapidly against his chest as it pounded hard that it might as well break his ribs, but the anger, once it starts to boil, then it gets even harder to control.

"You're words don't have weight on me. I don't know you, I don't care about you and you're not stopping me from getting her back." Shawn didn't even convince himself on what he said, because everything that Tom has been saying, it was getting to him, in the heart and mind. It was painful to hear it, but maybe that's because it was the truth.

"Can't you see what you're doing to her right now? You're making her relive the darkest times of her life. She's been so much better than before, she's worked so hard to be better, and then you just come prancing in expecting that if you say you still love her, that'll fix everything? Well guess what, It did the exact opposite." Tom wasn't sure what it was but he can't seem to hold his tongue anymore, he was fighting fire with fire, two minds too consumed with outrage that nobody was having any sort of grip on themselves, no sense of control and that only breathes nothing but disaster.

"Shut up." Shawn grumbled hastily, nails digging into his palms at how tight he was balling his fists. The ringing in his ears, it was getting louder and louder, and Tom's words were only making things worse.

"If you can't see how much you're hurting her by pushing your way back into her life then you don't care about her, you only care about yourself. You're just being selfish and it hurts your pride that for once, you're not getting your way with this."

And that's when all Shawn saw was red.

"Shut up!" Shawn screamed, Tom stumbling back once he felt a full on fist collide with his nose and before Tom could even do as much as regain himself, another one hit him square on the jaw.

"Tom!"

Shawn froze at the sound of your voice, shaking and blood-covered fist raised in the air as he watched you run towards them.

A cold chuckle left Tom's lips, wiping the warm blood running down his nose with the back of his hand as he looked at Shawn tauntingly. "You've got to hit harder than that mate."

Shawn glared at Tom, and he was really going to have another blow but you've already reached them before he could even flinch.

"No! You two! Stop!" You hissed.

Shawn's anger was quick to dissipate with just one look at you, quick to be replaced by pure guilt and regret. He was staring at you with a deep frown, and when your eyes met his, all he saw was a look of pure shock followed by disappointment. You shook your head at him, sighing as you turned to the other boy, eyes growing wide once you finally took in his state.

"Oh god, your nose is still bleeding, dammit!" You scrambled, both hands cupping Tom's face gently, turning it from side to side to check if there were any more injuries. The lad only chuckled softly, leaning into your touch like a puppy, hands holding onto your wrists as he gave it a reassuring squeeze. "I'm fine love."

"Well you don't look it!" You scolded, worry laced in your features because this idiot's nose has been broken one too many times, and you were scared that this might have done some permanent damage. And as if Tom read your mind, he spoke.

"It wasn't that hard of a punch, I'm going to be fine." He was clearly instigating Shawn, provoking him to do something again so that Tom could have his chance too, but the other guy only scoffed, crossing his arms to stop himself from doing anything, because if Shawn does, then Tom wins.

"Thomas." You glared at the boy in warning, still in the state of confusion and shock as to why the two of them are here and having a fist fight in the first place. "Okay, okay, I'll stop, sorry darling." Tom pouted at you, to which you could only roll your eyes.

Men and their egos.

Shawn on the other hand has finally had the time to clear his head. He wasn't going to deny the jealousy that was consuming him just watching you be so gently, caring and sweet with Tom, and he so badly just wanted to leave but he needs to talk to you. "Y/N—"

"Just wait Shawn. I'll talk to you in a second." You sighed, sparing him a quick glance over you shoulder to see him nod solemnly and wait, weight shifting from one foot to another, head down like a puppy being scolded.

You turned back to Tom with an equally long sigh. These two really decided to butt heads, at such a public event and place, you were just praying that there weren't any paps or anyone for that matter who caught what just happened. That'd be a party for the press for sure, you can already see the horrifying headlines.

"Go back inside please, Tricia is just by the door maybe she has a tissue in hand." Tom frowned at that, sparing Shawn a look before his worried eyes were back on you. "But—"

"I can handle myself Tom." You flashed him a reassuring smile, but that still didn't seem to put Tom at ease. "I know. It's him I don't trust."

"I can hear you." Shawn interrupted with straight-out snark.

"Good!" Tom responded rather too enthusiastically with mockery laced in his tone, and the two were quick to be back on glaring at each other, willing to have another go, especially Tom because a part of him was itching to land at least one painful punch.

You let out a loud groan of utter aggravation.

Kids. Literal kids and it was taking everything in your power not to grab them both by the ear and drag them inside or to pull all of your hair out and off your head, whichever comes first.

"Tom, please? I'll meet you inside in a bit." You pleaded, and Tom could see that you were starting to get even more exasperated with the two of them bickering. So, he flashed you a sweet smile, giving your arm a comforting rub and then turning on his heel to walk back inside, but not before calling out to Shawn one last time.

"Remember everything that I said Shawn."

With that, Tom was out of sight, you turning around to meet Shawn who was already looking at you with so many emotions, a few of which were sorrow, guilt and regret.

"Y/N, I—" Shawn stopped himself, his mind still a jumbled mess that he can't think of what to say to you. You waited for him to continue, sporting a frown of your own as you took him in, his hollowed cheeks, messy hair, his bloodshot eyes, and his whole demeanor just...different.

"Shawn I'm worried about you." You sighed as you walked closer, the boy shaking his head as he ran a hand over his face. "I'm okay." Shawn stated ever so softly, eyes avoiding yours and that only made your frown deepen.

Worry was growing inside your chest the more you look at him, all defeated and lost, because as much as you're angry and hurt with everything that involves him, you can't find it in yourself to turn off that caring side, the one you'll always have when it's him.

"No Shawn, you are not okay. This isn't you." Your shoulders slumped as you watched him avoid your gaze still, head hanging low even when you're only just a foot apart. "You're not one to pick up fights Shawn, not even when you're drunk. Out of all the people I know, you're the one who has the most control with their temper. And you don't look okay, you've lost so much weight and I can tell just by looking at you. You look too tired, and you just don't look...happy." You pointed out softly.

Shawn lifted his head as he nodded, bottom lip caught between his teeth to stop it from trembling, but his eyes were still elsewhere, still refusing to meet yours.

"Shawn, what's going on?" You asked, just in general, because the happy and glowing Shawn you knew was lost. Some might say it was the toll of touring the world but deep inside, you knew there was something else, something more.

"I–I'm sorry." Shawn croaked, voice breaking as he finally looked at you, so much guilt and regret swimming in his teary eyes. "I–Tom told me... that you went through so much because of me and I'm just—I'm so sorry honey. I really screwed up and I–I know this will never be enough but I'm really sorry... for everything." Shawn couldn't get his words out straight, lips quivering as he tried his very best to keep his tears at bay, but he was miserably failing at it.

You felt your heart ache at the sight, completely at a loss for words because you don't really know what to say. You can't lie to him just to make him feel better, and you can't tell him anything else apart from the full truth. But the truth might just be too cruel, because you haven't forgiven him, at least not yet, and you really don't want to rub salt on the gaping wound.

Shawn must've sensed that you were troubled, because he took courage to take your hand in his, touch delicate as he gave it a reassuring squeeze. "It's okay if you don't want to say anything. I know it will never be easy to forgive me and I understand that, I don't deserve an easy way out of this." He was sniffling his words, tears now slowly falling down his face as he looks at you ever so longingly, and you were stuck again, stuck under his gaze.

You can feel your own tears starting to build, just looking at the broken man in front of you was enough to pull at your heartstrings. You were so conflicted inside, two voices in your head arguing on what you should do, and you don't have the strength to choose one, not when Shawn was so close, close enough to make your walls crumble piece by piece, close enough too for him to easily sway your decision.

Lifting a hand up Shawn cupped your cheek, fingers trembling until it touched your skin, the cold feeling of his palm making your eyes flutter shut as you tried to get a hold of whatever rational thought you had left.

You weren't giving in, you just can't, not after everything you've been through.

"I was fucking stupid, and there won't be a day that goes by that I won't regret everything that I did to you. I will live with the consequences for as long as I need to, but I want you—no, I need you to know that I do still love you, and I–I think I always will." You shook your head as a quiet sob escaped your lips before you could even stop it, a single tear escaping down your face because you were suddenly taken back, to all those memories, both dreams and nightmares.

The stitches on your heart were starting to rip apart, one thread at a time, the pain and hurt back on it's course as your mind kept replaying everything, both good and bad but the bad, it always seems to have the upper hand. "Shawn I—we can't, I can't go back." You whispered. The shake in your voice, the look of utter sorrow and conflict written across your beautiful features were enough for Shawn to understand what was meant, when Tom said that Shawn was only hurting you even further by pushing his way back into your life.

He truly does understand, and as much as he hates to admit it, Tom has opened his eyes. "I know honey, I know and I respect and accept that. It was wrong for me to ask after everything that you've been through, after everything that I put you through. You deserve so much better and I'm really sorry angel." Both of Shawn's hand were holding your face tenderly now, thumb swiping across your cheek to get rid of the tears that were coating them.

You could only give him a nod as you sniffled, words still a jumbled mess inside your head while so many different feelings swam in your heart. You weren't usually the one to grow speechless when it comes to most things, but tonight, you properly have no idea what to say. You can't tell him it's okay when it's not, you can't say you forgive him when you haven't, and you also can't say what the future might hold for the both of you because you really don't know.

The way he looks so fragile, so broken as trickle of tears kept running down his face, you can't find it in you at all to just tell him the cold truth.

Shawn closed his eyes momentarily, dragging in a breath, gathering all the strength that he has left before his brown orbs met yours again. "It hurts me to say this but it's the right thing to do. I have to let you go and I will. I'll keep my distance and let you heal, let you be as happy as you can be, even if it's not with me."

"And you're right, you always are. I am not okay." Shawn let's out a broken sob at that, his dried up tears replaced by new ones as it falls down his face, eyes back on the ground to hide the pain coating them.

Your nimble fingers wrapped itself around his wrists, slowly pulling his hands off your face as you took it in yours. You gave it a squeeze, the action making Shawn look up back to you with teary eyes and trembling lips. "Shawn, you need to take care of yourself. You need to heal too. And please, don't do it for me, don't do it for anyone else but you. Be okay for yourself. Please?"

Shawn gave you a soft nod, a slight pang hitting his chest because you just have the biggest heart, and the fact that he broke it to pieces, he feels so angry and disappointed at himself.

"Can you promise that?" You flashed him a small but genuine smile, hands letting go of his as you raised your pinky finger between your bodies.

Shawn bit his bottom lip to suppress a sob, slowly nodding his head as the tears blurred his vision again. The fact that you still have a little faith that he'd keep a promise, after everything, you just deserve the whole world and more. Shawn is and will always be the biggest idiot for what's he's done to a person as sweet and kind as you.

"I–I promise."

You engulfed him in a hug much to Shawn's surprise, but slowly, his strong arms wrapped around your waist as you rubbed comforting circles on his back. Shawn closed his eyes to relish your warm embrace, as sigh of content escaping his lips, giving you one last squeeze before pulling away.

You two looked at each other, sharing a short but sweet moment as you both exchanged smiles. It wasn't as wide nor bright, but it was genuine, a telltale sign that whatever the future maybe for the both of you, the path of redemption, forgiveness and healing was clear. Whether your paths would cross again at the end? It was for the universe to know and you to find out.

"I'll see you around rockstar."

And with that you walked away. But oddly enough, Shawn's heart doesn't feel as heavy as he watched you leave. Shawn felt content with what happened and he was gladly looking forward to what lies ahead.

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RWBY Volume 8 Chapter 5 Review/Remix

PAIN! PAIN! EVERYTHING IS PAIN AND SADNESS AND FEAR AND AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!!!!!

*Ahem...* So this was a great chapter, let’s talk about it.

We start on a lovely view of Amity floating over the mines with the purple lightning of Salem’s storm in the background. Pietro is near the top of the tower doing some wire repairs when he gets a beep on the comms from Penny. She expresses her dislike for their current plan, but Pietro explains that even if it’s not an outright good idea it’s the best one they have right now. Turns out that plan is setting a series of bombs inside the mine and blowing up all the volatile Dust. With what repairs and renovations they’ve gotten done up to this point they will be able to broadcast the pre-recorded message and keep Amity in orbit, but getting it launched up there is gonna be the problem. The solution is apparently setting off a massive chain reaction of explosions beneath them and using that as extra thrust for the launch. Maria is piloting a construction mech to help carry heavy components, so that’s a cool way for her to be helpful, and she’s the one who reveals the plan to use the Dust for thrust. Pietro finishes laying out the plan: once in the proper atmospheric height they’ll stabilize their orbit and send out the message for the whole world. Turns out the big contraption Maria was carrying is the terminal from which the good doctor will be making this all happen. Once the message is done, they’ll fly Amity away from all the chaos in Atlas. Penny is unsure if they will actually receive the aid they are asking for, and again expresses her desire to stay behind and provide her impressive might to the fight. Pietro puts his foot down, metaphorically of course since he’s in his walking chair, and insists that she stay with him and Maria on board the tower. It’s notable that when Penny agrees to this with a great deal of sadness she calls him sir instead of Dad. It’s a professional order, not a kind request, and she treats it as such. Maria is finally the one to point out that Penny has had a lot of people telling her what she has to do and not a lot of chances to do what she actually wants or feels she should do. Pietro seems to ignore that and just asks that they prepare for the launch. Penny zooms out of the tunnel entrance to the mine and flies up to the tower. We next see her sitting off on the edge of the platform while Pietro does the set up work, before he gets her attention and tells her they’re ready to send the permission request through. The moment of truth, the reason RNBW and May snuck into Atlas HQ with her and what Nora got so badly hurt working towards. Penny gets the request instead of Ironwood, just like they planned, and greenlights it. Success, at least so far. The thrusters fire up, and the bombs are set to detonate in 30 seconds. Better hang on to something...

But before even this can go quite right, a fireball bursts up through the arena and gets their attention. Penny flies to the edge to see what’s going on, and sees a sizable hole burned in the floor. Through it rises Cinder, standing atop the airship still being flown by Neo. They’re not going anywhere that easily. Penny knows she has to fight, to stop that madwoman before any more destruction befalls the tower or her father. But of course Pietro doesn’t want her getting involved at all, he’s so afraid of what could happen to her. Heroic duty calls though, and she swoops down to confront Cinder, Maiden vs Maiden. It’s of course at that moment that the bombs go off and a very visually pleasing explosion of many colors goes off beneath the tower as its own thrusters roar to life and indeed get that boost up up and away. Cinder is better prepared to handle the jolt since she’s standing on firm ground while the floor comes rising to meet the floating Penny and knock her off her guard. Bad start already. Ironwood gets an alert in his war room about the tower launching, and doesn’t seem shocked about it at all. In fact, he’s ready for it with a next step of his own. That’s also a very bad sign. Cinder taunts Penny, saying she wishes Team RWBY were here but she’ll settle for the tool they sent to do this job for them. Penny tries to refute that in favor of her own autonomy, but Cinder is too busy summoning fiery glass blades to listen. Once the thrusters stop and target altitude seems to be achieved, Cinder launches into action by shooting all her blades at Penny, who has to dodge backwards and parry them way with her own spinning array. But its a few more than she can quite take. Luckily, Maria jumps in the way and tanks the hits. She charges at Cinder and does her best Ripley from Aliens, but Neo crashes the ship into her before she can finish the line “Get away from her, you bitch!” Convenient censorship. While Penny gets Cinder’s attention and starts flying around, Maria struggles against the ship trying to push her down. She tilts it so it slams into the ground instead, but Neo slaps the very convenient reverse thrusters screen and staggers Maria by pulling out of the grip. She’s lost sight of the ship, and with Emerald seen on the sidelines it’s not hard to guess why. Suddenly the ship appears out of nowhere and mows her down into the wall of the arena. Neo lands her ship and hops out, Maria isn’t so lucky. She pops off the top to the cockpit and is greeted by a smug Neo. Emerald yells for her fellow illusion master to get going and presumably follow Cinder’s fight, but Neo wants to stay and play with the old lady. Maria is aware enough to ask what Neo wants if not to go help her cohort, and Neo explains through disguise. She wants Ruby. “Ruby” tosses Maria out of the mech, but surprisingly the old girl lands on her feet with a grin. While all the fighting is going on, Pietro rushes back to check on their status and thankfully sees they’re still at transmission altitude. He powers on the stabilizers, but therein lies a dire problem. When Cinder burned her way inside she made the hole right next to a stabilizer, and now its been damaged to the point it can’t function. They’re be dropping out of broadcast range in 3 minutes, and Pietro immediately gets to work trying to find a solution.

Penny and Cinder continue to fly around the outside perimeter of the arena as Cinder tries to take Penny down. Penny dodges the hits the best she can, but what attacks she doesn’t receive is damaging the tower instead. Cinder has the nerve, the nerve I say as one of many who loved Pyrrha, to make a bow again after all these seasons and starts shooting arrows at Penny. She avoids those too, but it causes rumbling trouble for Pietro. To avoid that kind of collateral, Penny flies into the open skies and Cinder follows, shooting fireballs and going as fast as she can to catch up. But then she realizes she’s being lead on and instead turns around to go back and start wrecking the tower before Penny can catch up and stop her. Back in the arena, Maria is having the time of her life. She’s dodging and blocking just about everything Neo throws at her, and when the girl does hook her can on her umbrella and tosses her in the air, the devilish missy just turns her cane into the short scythe it hasn’t been for years and pulls herself back in to kick Neo in the face. Guess she’s still got a little of that Grimm Reaper spirit in her after all~ Neo continues to fail at beating the fiery granny, and ends up knocked to the floor. I would guess Maria’s Preflexes helped out here, but I really hope she continues to live long enough to give Ruby some pointers on how to fight this mute minx. Pietro is doing his best to work the computer, but that becomes more difficult when Cinder flies in and starts torching the steel beams keeping this platform hanging where it is. Penny comes to stop Cinder, much to her apparent delight, and tries to appeal to her better nature by saying she doesn’t have to work for Salem. The Fall Maiden is still very deluded as to her place in the world, and thinks she isn’t serving anyone when really terror and the cycle of abuse has her wrapped around Salem’s finger tighter than that spider ring she wears. Cinder insults Penny’s ability to act for herself yet again by saying she was built to only serve others. It takes her a moment to come up with a rebuttal, but Penny says she choses to fight for this side, because it’s in service of the people who care about her. The beams are at their breaking point, so Penny anchors her swords into the floor of the platform and pulls on the strings to try and keep it all staying up. She uses her powers to freeze the melting steel on either side of her, but that takes both her arms and leaves her open to attack. And attack Cinder does, locking her legs around Penny and trying to grab her face with her Grimm hand. Penny, naturally, screams in fear and loses concentration. She does go back to freezing one of the beams that needs more ice, but that leaves her with only one arm to hold back Cinder’s nightmare grab. Cinder thinks fast and uses her own Semblance to heat Penny’s hand to the point she has to pull away, and that gives her the chance she needs. Stifling her screams like a facehugger, Cinder starts sucking out Penny’s Maiden powers as the two flail through the air. Amazingly, through all this the swords are still jabbed into the floor, even as they fly below it and hang like bungie jumpers. Penny thinks fast and does something new with her powers, or at least new for her, by summoning ice spears to jab into Cinder and try and shove her as far away as possibly. The Grimm arm hangs fast, but eventually the two are separated when Penny hits her with her rocket boots.

Emerald watches in dread as Cinder is pinned to a wall by her cape on one of those spears, while the momentum of the separation sends Penny falling to the arena floor. This distracts Maria long enough for Neo to kick her to the floor, while Cinder frees herself and smirks in Emerald’s direction. Before Neo can finish Maria off, she’s blasted with a laser beam and slams into the side of the airship. Bye bye Aura, and so bye bye Neo for the rest of the fight. Penny is back on her feet, and rises to face Cinder again. The sleazy bitch has the audacity to summon a spear, when we know damn well Pyrrha used a spear AND that Cinder last used one to stab Weiss back in Volume 5. But there are suddenly a dozen Cinders surrounding Penny thanks to the aid of Emerald’s Semblance, not that Penny seems especially phased. She just summons a thundercloud to power her up with electricity and uses her sensors to scan for which one has a heat signature. She finds the right one and ANNIHILATES her with a laser beam. Emerald is none too happy to see her mentor get blasted into a wall, while I replayed the sound of Cinder screaming a dozen times just while writing this review. Get wrecked, scrub~ Penny comes to finish the last of the trio, but she sees the poor girl is utterly distraught at the site of her fallen leader and willing to let herself be taken down if it means filling the terminal with bullet holes as she goes. With some amount of pity and mercy I don’t know if I could muster in her situation, Penny lets Em leave with the battered body of her sadly still breathing boss. Neo is none to happy to have gotten her ass kicked by an octogenarian and now be told to drive, goddamn you. Meanwhile Pietro is very relieved to see Penny and Maria are both okay, but sadly they have fallen out of the necessary orbit and their transmission window is gone. They’re drifting and likely going to crash north of... well we don’t hear where exactly because a loud thud distracts them. The place really is coming apart around them. But Penny believes she can fix this. She can use her own thrusters and strength to push Amity back up as high as they need to be, if only for just long enough to broadcast the message. It’s only a couple minutes long, she’s sure she can handle that. But again Pietro says no, citing her current level of damage and risk factors like the cold. It’s their only option though, their one chance to make all of this hard work mean something in terms of the big picture. Papa Polendina says to hell with the big picture, he wants to keep the things safe he would put in a wallet sized picture. His daughter, dammit, what about his daughter?! He’s already lost her once, no way he’ll risk that again. He wants to see her live her life. But what sort of a life will it be if he keeps her from living it to the fullest and doing what only she can to make a difference? She’s trying to live her life, he needs to trust her and let her do that. With a quiet nod, he knows she is right, and she flies off to get to work. Not before taking a long look at the beautiful night sky though, possibly the last she’ll get for a while... She starts pushing, using rocket thrusters and Maiden magic alike to put all her might into it. And it works, they get back up as high as they need to be. Pietro just slams his fist on a button and suddenly every TV screen in Remnant is taken over with a single broadcast.

Ruby Rose, 17 year old Huntress, addresses the people of Remnant.

And she tells them all that Atlas is under attack, not from a neighboring Kingdom or some new enemy but from the oldest and darkest force there is. Ruby tells everyone that Salem exists, that she controls the Grimm, that she orchestrated the Fall of Beacon and the attack on Haven, that her agents hacked the Atlas drones and manipulated the actions of the White Fang into aiding her goals, and that she is indeed immortal. In addition to the worried evacuated people in the crater and Whitley holed up in Jacques’ study, we see so many old and familiar faces take the news with varying levels of shock and confusion. Saphron and Terra back in Argus with Adrian, Neptune and Sun in the deserts of Vacuo, Ilia on a rooftop in what might be Menagerie but could still be Mistral, and even dear Glynda Goodwitch in the Shopkeep’s Dust shop back in Vale... I would like to say that I was so happy to see all these faces and to know some of them are where they are, doing what they’re doing. Seeing the SN boys made me realize we’ll be seeing them and Team CFVY when RWBY finally go to Vacuo, and I’m excited for that reunion. Ilia gets a call from Ghira almost as soon as Ruby’s message mentions the White Fang had been manipulated by Salem, so clearly that’s going to be a deep conversation I want to hear. Glynda is shown at the same time that Ruby says she and Vacuo’s Headmaster Theodore know about Salem and can probably help organize a way to fight back, and it was so nice to finally see her in the Maya engine. No voice yet, but looking better than ever~ Ruby does deliver the rough news though, saying Ironwood can’t be trusted anymore. He’s watching the broadcast with the Ace Ops, and this callout pisses Harriet off so she turns it off. He turns away from the screen to address Watts, who is fiddling with the inner wirings of Penny’s commandeered sword. He explains how they’ll be able to assume control over her by hijacking a single blade and the rest will follow, and has the flair to replace the computer chip with Penny’s emblem with one that has his own stylized W on it. Theatrical even in this... Speaking of villains taking this broadcast well, Salem pets Tyrian’s head as he plays it on his Scroll and listens with a smile to Ruby talk about how the other kingdoms will have time to prepare now. Guess she wants them to put up a good fight, prove that even then she is smarter and stronger... We shift again to see Nora covered in bandages and lying in what I assume might be Weiss’ bed while RWB sit together on the floor and watch Ruby’s impressively inspiring speech. Not one to leave the world without hope, Ruby tells everyone that immortal does not mean unstoppable, if it did Salem wouldn’t have hid herself and bided her time so long. She can be beaten, if we all work together and trust each other. Just as she’s at her most inspiring, Watts replaces the chip and something starts going wrong in Penny. She starts writhing in pain, fighting with herself to stay and keep the tower floating or go to the Vault. Her eyes flicker and flash red to green and back, and she has no idea what’s wrong with her much to Pietro’s confusion. The loss of concentration was enough to make a difference, and the message stops before Ruby can get her final triumphant word. 99.99% of a speech is still a good damn speech, but the premature cut is more than our last cameo can take. Taiyang cries at home, desperate for one more moment to see his baby girl again and hear her voice. Thank goodness he’s got Zwei to comfort him.

Speaking of struggling fathers, Pietro begs Penny to come back inside now that her job is done, but she can’t get ahold of herself. With more human fear and pain than I hear in most great cinema, this young “machine” finds her own mind again long enough to whimper “Dad...” before shutting down and falling to the ground below. Burning up on reentry like a shooting star of fading life and inner turmoil. Pietro tries to get her to say something else, anything else, and as she’s engulfed in heat she tells him “I love you”. He falls into a coughing fit that becomes weeping.

Back to the room of smug Atlas assholes who I’d rather be seeing burn in a fire, Harriet reports on global communication going back down while Ironwood is none too happy with the fact that he still doesn’t have control over Penny despite Watt’s work. Watts argues she’s probably rebooting, and the tower not working anymore could be a result of Pietro being a shoddy craftsman after all. Clearly, the twat is still bitter his science project wasn’t picked all those years ago and he’ll take any chance to bully the nerd whose project was... Ironwood throws his Scroll at the smirking fucker, and he knocks it away to land broken on the desk. Ironwood sends out the Ace Ops and a fresh out of bed Winter to go find Penny and bring her to him or to the Vault, whichever come first. Winter clearly has a problem with seeing Watts here aiding her boss, but this isn’t the work environment to let you take up such concerns with HR. While everyone’s attention is on getting their orders, including Harriet being the one tasked with taking Watts back to his cell, the mustached ass swipes the broken Scroll while he packs up his tool kit. Clearly he’s gonna use that to break out, and I’m mad as hell no one searched him before leaving the room.

Back in the tundra, Jaune Yang and Ren rush out onto the ice to look at something Jaune saw in the distance. What they find is the honest to gods River Styx, flowing from somewhere below Monstra through the icy wastelands and directly into Mantle. A river filled with Grimm. As is things couldn’t go any worse this episode...

Ah, but don’t worry, it really goes to hell next week! Stay tuned for that dream come true turned waking nightmare!

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Ghost Ship - Re-Review #28

Thought you’d appreciate them popping up before I start talking. I love this episode for so many reasons, firstly it is for the space brothers! Getting a chance to see these two interact some more was so so worth it. It was something we were seriously robbed of in TOS, with Alan and John only appearing in the same scenes thrice - ‘The Uninvited’, ‘Danger at Ocean Deep’ and ‘The Cham-Cham’. Seriously robbed, folks.

‘Space Race’ was the last TAG episode which really put these two in a similar place, but due to the new communication methods e.t.c. we have seen that they can communicate more and as such have still had scenes together as seen in ‘Relic’, ‘Chain of Command’, ‘Ring of Fire’, ‘Slingshot’.. yeah, there’s quite a list, so I’m just going to stop and keep on with the episode review for now, okay?

Okay. So, we’ll get back to John and Alan, but for now let’s stick with John.

Firstly John and EOS (hooray someone remembered she exists!). John and EOS playing chess is just one better. Of course he would teach her to play chess - that is just so John, let’s all be honestly.

“John, I’m intercepting a GDF encoded message. The signal’s very faint.”

You’re trying to distract me, EOS. You know I finally have you checked.”

“Honestly John. The bulk of my processing is currently dedicated to boosting the weak signal. It’s a distress call from the moon side of EDEN.”

Thirdly, let’s get to the action of the episode. Space mission! It makes complete sense that John can go on missions of his own, after all, some of these places would be on his doorstep considering Thunderbird Five’s location, and ‘Legacy’ showed us that Five has an inbuilt pod. But right now, let’s discuss this work of machinery.

Jets, wings, light beam and laser beam - pretty fancy equipment this Exopod/Wingsuit has going for it. It does makes sense for John to have something like this as well - not just for the case of nearby rescues, but in the sense of needing to escape Five. I personally think this was born out of the events with EOS, because it was never used in Series 1, which implies Brains hadn’t designed it then (or just that the writer’s hadn’t thought about it, but hey, let’s put that to one side). Also, the fact Scott says;

“So you finally get to take the suit out for a spin.”

implies it is newly fitted. So, chronologically, it makes sense to me to think that those events brought around the designs for this. Yes, this wouldn’t be any good for re-entry, but it would at least provide a getaway that would last a little longer. And a laser also implies defensive/offensive capabilities - minor yes, but probably enough.

“I only have five minutes on the meter.”

“Then we’ll see you in four.”

Oh that Tracy brother confidence. Must run in the blood.

“Precision flight isn’t as easy as I make it look. Let me know if you need any pointers.”

“Oh I do have one question. What’s that big, blue, marblely looking ball down there?”

“Haha.”

So this is EDEN, now nothing more than a Ghost Ship, and the setting of today’s episode. Apparently the GDF maintain it to make sure it doesn’t become a space hazard... maybe they should have just got rid. It’s probably going to become a space hazard now after all, because it’s made it into an episode of Thunderbirds and that is just what happens to these things.

“Whenever I’m near it, the place always gives me the creeps.”

‘The Ghost Ship’ is also an episode of the Anderson’s series ‘Stingray’. The episode also starred Ray Barrett and David Graham, the original voices of The Hood and Parker respectively. Of course, David Graham stuck around for TAG - because Parker could only ever have one voice actor as we all know (and I’m sure you’ve all guessed by now by absolutely love and praise for the man who made Parker into everything he is). Also, is it ironic or chance that this reference appears in a John strong episode, after it was John in ‘Ring of Fire’ who declared ‘Stingray’ his favourite show? I think it could be a good bit of script writing, but who am I to say. Anyone want to give me the answer - script writers of TAG I’m looking at you now.

And this is GDF Captain Ridley O’Bannon. Hello! Everyone introduced? Good let’s keep moving.

“Lights on, but nobody’s home.”

Probably a good sign to leave... No, okay, let’s just go even deeper into the malfunctioning ship.

“Some people say the place is haunted.”

“There’s no such thing as ghosts, Captain.”

“It’s the end of the line.”

Yeah... lets just keep going still... with no comms and the feeling you’re not alone. Yeah, let’s definitely do that!

“John, do you hear me? EDEN, are you there?”

Apparently not Scott, so don’t waste your breath shouting into the void.

So, I’ll be honest, ghosts and stuff don’t really spook me and I breezed through this episode fine. Except first time I saw this thing - it gave me the creeps. So, I watched this episode for the first time at night (I was thinking it’s a children’s show, what can go wrong?) and I looked away for two seconds and then this appeared. It looked too much like a spider for my comfort and yeah, scared me cold. Especially these red blinking eyes.

“Hello there. We come in peace.”

John, did no one pass you the memo? This is not ‘Alien’!

“Looks like he understands. could be some sort of sentient AI.”

He loves tech a little too much I think.

Yeah... accidentally punch the thing John. That will do it

“It thinks you’re a threat. Show it you’re not.”

“Seriously? Ok, I surrender.”

Yeah, still not in ‘Alien’, or ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’ or ‘Peter Pan’... But whatever you want to say, John, is absolutely cool.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WezjFUZOvVA

I can’t describe this scene any better than the scene itself, so I’ve included it.

“And it won’t be ghosts.”

No it won’t, it wasn’t... um, isn’t? It’s just Mau’rice [Edward Razor Burn Reece] (right) and Dobbs [Dan - no nickname, no middle initial - Dobbsy Dobbs] (left). Space pirates! Okay... maybe it is turning a little into ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’...

How about... Pirates of EDEN... Next big block buster?

Yeah I think so!

“Plundering. I like that. Very nautical.”

Yeah, there’s nothing nautical about these guys though. I really do love the voice acting though. These characters are great.

Trust John to figure it out - never shut something down until you know what the after effects will be!

I do really love this getaway plan though. It made for an absolutely awesome scene.

Overall, I think this episode leaps its way onto my favourites list too! It literally has everything, I think! Well, nearly everything.

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Okay! So! SOMEHOW, I have had yet to share the links to my favorite fics that I bookmarked from the Irondad Big Bang, and that is a CRIME, because the work that these authors and artists put in and the way they came out is BEAUTIFUL!!! Plus, it breaks my rule of “share any story you bookmark”. So! I’m gonna fix that.

That said, I want all of them to get credit, so I’m going to put all of them on one post so that stories don’t get overshadowed by the most recent post or anything, because they ALL deserve ALL of the credit, because these stories are AMAZING!!!

To avoid this post being too long, I’m not gonna put warnings or anything, just the summaries and number of chapters, so make sure you read any and all tags before you actually start the stories, just in case! :)

These aren’t ranked or anything. I’m just putting them in alphabetical order. :)

P.S. All artists are credited in the stories--they deserve recognition too, because their art work is beautiful, so make sure you check them out with the links provided!! :D <3

Come, My Darling, Homeward Bound by @i-am-irondad Chapters Posted: 7/9 Updates: Sunday and Thursday

Peter and Morgan have been imprisoned in an eleven-by-eleven foot shed, for almost five years. Morgan celebrates her sixth birthday, still under the naive impression that the shed, is the only place that exists. Peter is weighed down by his guilt of allowing her to live a lie.Set after Homecoming (Not an Infinity War or Endgame Compliant)

Friendly Fire by @jolinarjackson Chapters Posted: 9/12

Finding a careful truce with the government, the “rogue Avengers” are allowed to return to the Compound where they are put under house arrest. Peter coming to spend one week at the Compound during his summer break couldn’t have come at a more inconvenient time as the opportunity to bond a little more with his mentor is overshadowed by a conflict he doesn’t quite understand. When he starts to develop a mysterious medical condition, however, the former team is forced to work together – not just to protect Peter’s identity from the DODC, but also to find the cause for his illness before it’s too late.

“He’s my kid,” Tony said, his voice hoarse. “He’s my kid and I failed him.” He covered his eyes and took a few deep, shuddering breaths. “All I ever do is fail him.” Natasha knelt down in front of him and cupped his face in her hands, waiting for him to meet her eyes before she said, “Right now, he doesn’t need you to fix this. He doesn’t need you down here. He needs you over there, in the medbay, by his side.” She thumbed tears from the corners of his eyes and ignored the ones running down her own face. “You haven’t failed him yet.”

Great Power, Greater Responsibility by @starjargon Chapters Posted: 15/16

King Anthony Stark isn’t a proponent of the debt-slave laws, but he’s not exactly opposed either. However, when he acquires a boy who needs his protection, he suddenly finds a reason to take a stand. And for the first time in his life, to care about someone else.

Ohana by @jen27ny Chapters Posted: 7/8 Updates: Sundays and Wednesdays

“HYDRA?” (The hairs on the back of his neck stand up and a chill runs down his back. He dismisses it, thinking it’s because of the cold metal bedframe.) “Yes, HYDRA. Our home.”

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When Tony recruited Spider-Man during the debacle of the Sokovia Accords, he never thought it would lead to anything else but a mentorship; giving the boy a suit and a few pointers here and there. He never dreamt that Peter would charm his way into Tony’s life, claiming a spot right next to Morgan. For a while, it looked like the universe finally gave Tony a break.

Until Spider-Man suddenly disappears.

For two years, Tony doesn’t stop looking for him, doing everything in his power to bring the boy back. But to no avail. It’s like the earth opened up and swallowed him, leaving behind nothing but a Peter-shaped hole in Tony’s heart.

Then, during one mission, they meet a HYDRA agent who can stick to walls and has a very familiar face.

once upon a Reality by @the-reverse-mermaid Chapters Posted: 4/4

A supernatural stranger appears in Tony’s house to make him a deal: Peter has been taken, but if Tony can locate him in each of a series of fiction-based alternate universes, they can have each other back.

Along the way, they work a couple things out.

(Crack taken seriously, pretty much; based around the children’s story, “The Runaway Bunny”, featuring 6 different AUs)

no matter what (you keep finding something to fight for) by @rejectedmarvel Chapters Posted: 3/24 Updates: Wednesdays and Fridays

Since the apocalypse graced the world, Tony Stark was no stranger to pain it unleashed. It was a second skin at this point, a looming presence weighing him down as he tries to make his way through a world gone mad. Tony likes being alone, not being too close to anyone. He can’t lose anyone else, never again.

But in this new world, the universe seems to keep sending people his way. Now, stumbling into the care of a wise-ass kid with Bambi eyes and a messy mop of brown curls, Tony is thrust into a new side of the apocalypse. Now on the race to a possible cure and the bubbling friendship with this kid, Tony may just have to face his many demons to make it out this journey alive.

~ The Last of Us AU ~

North Star by @unfathomable-universe Chapters Posted: 5/13 Updates: Mondays and Thursdays

They came in the middle of the night.

The signs were all there. His mother sewing their valuables into the lining of their coats. Photos and papers being burned in the fireplace. His father not returning from work that evening. Later, Peter would realize that the signs were there. Later, Peter realized his parents intended they escape.

They did not escape. They were arrested.

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An Irondad au of the book Between Shades of Grey by Ruta Sepeteys

The Lightning Strike by @booksxtvxsupernatural Chapters Posted: 1/1

The day Thanos snapped his fingers, Peter was far, far away, surrounded by strangers, and with no hope of getting home. He could do nothing as the last infinity stone slid into place on a gauntlet covered hand, and could do nothing as Thanos disappeared from the face of the Earth.

He could do nothing as one by one, the heroes fell around him. He could do nothing as Tony Stark fell to his knees and crumbled before his eyes, cradling Peter's head in his hands.

No, Peter could not do anything then. But he could do something now. And maybe that would be enough. To bring everyone back, to save his aunt and friends and hero, he would stop at nothing. Time and space be damned.

This time, he would be right here, and he would fight to the bloody end before he let the universe take anything else from him.

That would have to be enough.

Let me just say: my comments on these people’s stories are...LONG as ALL HECK, because there are MANY EMOTIONS that come with these stories. I have to warn you of that now. For most of them, you’ll definitely want a box of tissues.

Thank you to these amazing writers and artists for contributing to the Big Bang! I’m really lucky to have been able to read your stories, and for those that are unfinished, I’m so excited to see how your stories continue and eventually finish off!! You’re all amazing and I love you all!! <3 <3

#writing #fan fiction #tony stark #peter parker #and then some #ironman #spiderman #irondad #spiderson #irondad and spiderson fanfic #irondad big bang 2020 #these people are seriously so talented #i'm honestly jealous lol #go give them love and support!! <3 <3

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Civilization VI: Gathering Storm Cheats

Enable Console

Start by head to the following file location:

C:Users[USER NAME]DocumentsMy GamesSid Meier’s Civilization VI

Now, make a backup of the AppOptions.txt file. Open that file and scroll down to the [Debug] section of the file. Look for a line containing the following text:

EnableDebugMenu 0

Change the 0 in that text so that it reads 1, and start playing the game like usual. Then press ~ (TILDE, THE KEY ABOVE TAB) to access the debug console.

Easy Deity Win (Exploit)

You can win the game on Deity difficulty and score some easy achievements by taking the following steps:

Choose your civilization.

Create a custom game with only “Score Victory” checked, and change the turn limit to 1.

Load the game and choose the Found City option.

End your turn as soon as the option becomes available.

You win the match, just like that, and you will unlock numerous achievements. This works on any difficulty setting.

Reveal the Entire Map

Use a text editor to edit the “Config.ini” file in your Steam Apps folder or the “DocumentsMy GamesSid Meier’s Civilization 6” directory.

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Find the “DebugPanel = 0” line and change it to “DebugPanel = 1”

Save and close the “Config.ini” file.

While playing the game, press ~ to display the debug panel.

Select “Reveal All” to reveal the entire map.

There are also other debug options you can enable.

Now you can easily access Debug Console in Civilization VI in-game. In order to activate it you just need to PRESS TILDE “~”. It will open a Debug Window, from there select “Reveal All” option.

Trading Glitch

When trading with the AI, you can use two major glitchs:

1- Give any strategic or luxury resources and as much gold per turn as possible, then click the option whatwill you give me for this?, the AI will break and will offer insane amounts of goldand gold per turn just for the resource.

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2- Ask for whatever you want from the AI (cities included) and start putting gold (not gold per turn, only normal gold) untilthey accept the deal, then reduce until you’re as close as possible to the required amount, Ex: 25890 Gold of 26000 required, and click on the option make this trade equitable, this will break the AI and will ask an amount of gold per turn proportional to how close you were to the real price. (I bought 5 cities for 3 gold per turn and a jeans in emperor difficulty). This glitch can also be used in multiplayer matches that include AI, but will surely get patched soon.

Early Domination

If you want to enjoy Civilization 6’s battle systems, it’ll be best to pick up the Aztecs, Scythia, or the Spartan Greece. Aztecs allow your own territories to have more tile improvements as their Eagle Warriors convert slain units into Builder units. Meanwhile, Scythia’s units have bonuses against targeting wounded enemy units. Lastly, the Spartan Greece units generate Culture per enemy unit killed. Waging war in the earlier eras yields fewer Warmonger penalties, so feel free tosiege other Civilizations or City States if you need something from them. If you manage to take every Capital or wipe out every leader in the match, your Civilization will attain the laborious and difficult Domination Victory.

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Camera keys

With Civilization VI now out in the wild, one of the biggest gripes is the camera control not being mapped to WASD. The good news is that camera keys can be changedwith some simple file editing. To change the camera control keys do the following: ..SteamsteamappscommonSid Meier’s Civilization ViBaseAssetsUI

Open the “WorldInput.lua” file in a text editor such as Notepad or Notepad++ Find the DefaultKeyDownHandler section Find the line if( uiKey Keys.VK_UP ) and then make the changes as follows if( uiKey Keys.VK_UP or uiKey Keys.W) if( uiKey Keys.VK_RIGHT or uiKey Keys.A) if( uiKey Keys.VK_DOWN or uiKey Keys.S) if( uiKey Keys.VK_LEFT or uiKey Keys.D)

Next you need to add the same entries above to the DefaultKeyUpHandler section. Note that you will also need to rebind the default Attack and Great Works default keys to something else so your new camera keys do not conflict.

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Rename Cities

1) Go to the Civilization VI installation folder – C:Program FilesSteamsteamappscommonSid Meier’s Civilization VI.

2) Go to Base > Assets > Text > install language – ..SteamsteamappscommonSid Meier’s Civilization VIBaseAssetsTexten_US.

3) Then open the file named “CityNames_Text.xml” with any text editor, then search for the city/civilization that you want to rename. Change the name there and save. Once you are all done reload the game and you will find your city name changed.

Disable Unit Auto Cycle

Go to ..UsersDocumentsMy GamesSid Meier’s Civilization VI

Then open “UserOptions.txt”

After that go to “line 60” then change “AutoUnitCycle 1” to “AutoUnitCycle 0”

Save the file “UserOptions.txt”

Once you are all done then save (Ctrl + S)

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Now you are all set to enjoy the Civilization VI game without Unit Auto Cycle.

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