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badmirvcle · 2 years

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Cooties (Oneshot) - Eddie Munson x Reader

Word count: 2.3k

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader / Y/N

Chapters: Prequel

Genre(s): Eddie's Alternate ending, Besties to lovers(?), Oneshot, Upside-down shenanigans

Warnings: Strong Language (Reader has a foul mouth!), Suggestive Language || MINORS DNI ||

Summary: A stupid game you made with your best friend just might save his ass in a dire situation.

A/N: Don't think I can romanticise the concept of cooties? Watch me.

It’s summer, it’s blazing hot and Wayne’s fridge only had one beer left.

Now, you couldn’t see Eddie but you were preeeetty sure that he hadn’t spotted the lone bottle either - besides, he never cooked his own meals, what reason would he have to go looking in here? ‘Finder’s keeper’s’ you suppose, and flip the cap off using your spare key to his trailer.

As if having developed echo-location, Eddie’s frizzy mop pops in through the doorway, volume tripled by the humidity, from where he was sitting to smoke a cig, eye’s wide, curls wild and an offended whine leaving his throat as you froze.

Fuck, musician’s ears.

“I cannot FUCKING BELIEVE you, L/N. A traitor…within MINE own palace? Beggar! Thief!?”

God, could he be any more ear-splittingly dramatic?

He’s stumbling in and flailing his arms, gesturing wildly between you and the fridge now - readying another goofy, medieval iteration of ‘dude, not cool’ so you think it’s about time to cut that shit out before it really ramps up and becomes unbearable.

“Can’t fucking believe who? ME? You’re the asshole that abused our secret - no, our SPECIAL, SACRED best friend privilege - no, RULE our ANCIENT rule to steal my best fuckin’ guitar pick, you prick!”

Both sets of eyes briefly flick down toward his sweaty collarbones where your pride and joy now sat, flecks of deep crimson and gold shining back at you, tauntingly. “Her beauty is wasted on you, y’caveman - getting your-” you fake a grimace “musk all over her.”

He’s still leisurely stalking his way over to you, but his eyes soften at this, lopsided grin sitting proud as he straightens his back - flipping his hair over his shoulders and placing his hands on his narrow hips.

Mm, cool belt. You’re not staring at his bare stomach, you’re only following his hands to make sure he doesn’t swipe for your beer. Right? Right.

“Now sweetheart, you know I won that shit fair and square. Y’know the rules, you created them, hm?”

He’s swaying his hips now, never taking his eyes off of you, struggling to contain his excitement as he sinks his teeth into his bottom lip, poorly suppressing a shit-eating grin.

Fuck, he’s loving this. He’s loving that he’s kinda, sorta right.

You see, you and Eddie had been best friends for as long as you could remember. Your mom had moved the two of you into Forest Hills trailer park when your dad had split - leaving you with limited options for friends at a young age.

It was Eddie Munson or the raccoons.

Since you didn’t fancy your chances of getting rabies, Eddie just had to do. Through spending almost every waking hour with the kid, it was soon discovered that not only did the two of you share a love of music, fantasy games and burying shit out in the woods, but there was also a mutual hatred for sharing.

This is how you created the ‘sticky slap’ rule. You’re gross, you know.

The idea is a simple one, one that even Eddie could follow - you see something you like, you spit/lick onto your hand and either slap it or grab it and boom, it’s yours now. Forever. Come on, you were 12 and just reeaaally wanted an excuse to slap your bestie around a little AND collect some cool stuff for free, he was annoying and you were feral.

Pulling a cigarette from somewhere in his hair, he huffs a small, amused chuckle as he muses.

“You’ve gotta admit, I earnt this one doll. My aim was impeccable, name ANYBODY else who could land their spit on a moving object that small AND not land ANY of my juices on your frankly, undeserving skin. You’re welcome, by the way”.

A wink. A fucking wink.

Damn you.

“Are we really gonna talk about your juices and your aim right now, big boy?”

Fingers twirling the aforementioned cig cease as his ears perked at the new nickname, plush lips now forming a small ‘O’ like a goldfish out of its bowl.

“What about the Grease incident?”

“Oh.”

“Oh.” You echo softly.

To cut a long, embarrassing story short - the two of you had spent an evening bored out of your soft skulls swapping spit, and not in the fun way. In what was sort of an ‘If you hit it, it’s yours’ kinda deal - the metalhead had taken a liking to your beloved Mötley Crüe vinyl, he didn’t even particularly want to own ‘Shout at the Devil’ on record, he just wanted to steal something you loved.

With friends like Eddie Munson, who needs enemies right?

Anyways, he’d taken what he assumed to be a well aimed mouth blast toward said personal treasure and with what you insist was some sort of divine intervention, he’d splattered Olivia Newton-John’s grinning visage with liquor-infused spittle. Well, at least she looked happy about it - cus he sure didn’t. Whoops.

“While we’re on the topic of personal tragedies, how’s my precious little nudie mag treating you, shortass?”

Okay, this one you were not gonna explain - great minds think alike and you’d also just wanted to wound the asshole. An eye for an eye, a treasure for a treasure, yknow?

You snickered, looking up at him through your lashes, slightly lost in the memory. “Not to my taste, personally. But I figured it was worth it, dealing you all that psychic damage. You had the brain scramblies for weeks after taking that loss, huh. Poor baby.”

Fuck. You wish you were still back there.

Back then.

But things had changed in ‘83 and you hadn’t known a summer break that peaceful, since. You’d somehow managed to get the whole ‘fighting democreatures to save your town’ schtick down for years now, with minimal psychological trauma - but this time was different. This time Eddie was involved. Your Eddie. And he was in deep shit - you knew at this point that if anything happened to him here, you’d only ever blame yourself.

You never would have imagined that bats could make noises like that, or grow tentacles but hey-ho fuck it, why not right? Saying you were ‘over it’ by this point would be a gigantic overstatement.

Dustin is screaming for the both of you to hurry your asses up from the cosmic gash in the ceiling of the Munson’s wrong-side-out trailer, the crack in his voice is breaking your heart. The kid was desperate to see his friends get the hell out of this cesspit and obviously, so were you. Sweaty palms now securely interlocked around the makeshift ladder connecting the inverted universes, you turn back to look expectantly at Eds - his chest pressed to your back in his eagerness to get you to safety. With a nod, he whispers a rushed but gentle reassurance and you could almost lean in to kiss him.

Almost.

“You go on ahead, I’ll be right here to catch you before you plummet and break both of our necks with your amateur athleticism.”

There’s a ‘blink and you’ll miss it’ moment of unease flashing across his eyes that you identify instantly. He doesn’t believe in what he just told you, your paramore should expect you to catch it. He should know you better. Nevertheless, the metaphorical wolves are at your door, scratching and biting their way desperately to burst in and maul you both, so up you climb.

You’re at the opening before you realise that you can’t feel Eddie’s weight behind you, the knotted sheets hanging limply beneath your knees. Tossing a look down and over your shoulder, your boy is looking up at you with wide, shiny but hollow eyes and a ghost of a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips.

A dry, empty chuckle rattles from your throat, raw from screaming for your best friend to quit shredding the guitar before the same fate befell your trio. Exasperated, you shake your head.

“You’re so full of shit Munson.”

Loosening your steel grip - hands and knees braced on either side of the material, you slide back down until you’re hovering a foot above him, remaining clinging to your hastily-made escape rope with shaky forearms.

He’s all flailing limbs and manic, blown out eyes as he stammers.

“N-no, no NO-N- HEY COME ON, this was my one shot to play the Prince okay? Lemme at least have it in the end, c’mon Princess-YEOW FUCK. WHY!?”

Like some feisty spider, you’re dangling above his head, knees bent and kicking at his hands to halt him in his efforts of forcibly pushing you back up through the jagged crevice and back into the right-side-up by your ass cheeks.

Peering down at your life-long love, you look angelic from where he’s standing, staring back up at you in slack-jawed awe and mildly pissed at you for thwarting his once in a lifetime chance to be your knight.

Taking advantage of his momentary trance, you lick a thick, wet stripe up and along your hand and raise it above your head, swinging it down hard and fast across Prince Charming’s soft, but stubbled cheek with a merciless crack - echoing the thunder outside of the flimsy tin walls. You’re stock-still in your confusion, the two of you taking a millisecond to process what you’d just done. He’s confused, Dustin is confused - fuck, even the demobats are confused as the never-ending sound of their incessant scratching against the wooden door seemed to have ceased in that moment.

Praying that you don’t stammer and ruin this ungodly metal moment for yourself;

“You know the rules Munson, You’re MINE now. Get your ass up there RIGHT FUCKIN’ NOW OR WE BOTH DIE.”

He’s still not moving and time has been ticking down for a while now.

“Eddie, you and I both know that I don’t like to repeat myself and what do I like even less?”

A beat.

“My prized possessions getting torn to pieces by moist airborne piranhas, let’s GO. PRONTO.”

If he wasn’t in a life or death situation at this moment, he’d be all over you like flies on shit. Well, like those dickhead bats were about to be all over the both of you if he didn’t get his ass in gear.

“Sh-shit. Uh, yes ma’am” a shaky hand raises to salute you as he scurries up the rope. You, having fallen to floor level after rocking the shit out of his jaw, following closely behind.

Damn, what a view. Nice ass, Munson. Godbless those jeans. And those genes.

Well fuck.

That could have easily been your last thought, you realise, as tiny razor-like teeth nip at your ankle - gnawing through the first few layers of your delicate skin in seconds. Blindly, you kick behind yourself as you pull your upper half up and simultaneously down into the arms of those who love you most - dislodging both the demobat and your left converse as you’re suctioned roughly through to the other side, gravity beating your ass on the way down to the stained mattress.

“Goddamn it, I really loved those shoes too. Got ‘em on sale, you wouldn’t believe the discount, dude.” You humorlessly sighed in defeat.

Both boys let out loud, drawn-out comical sighs of relief at the sound of your voice.

Seriously, you were pissed about the damn left shoe. Fuck the rest.

You manage to turn your head a couple of inches to your right to assess the damage your nearest and dearest took before Eddie is harshly shoving your head down toward his feet.

“Tongue out, Y/N.”

You flush.

“Seriously, right here? Couldn’t wait ‘till Dustin was gone, huh dungeon master?” Struggling against the older boy’s brutal grip in your hair to send the younger one a shaky finger-gun past Eddie’s cheeks, now matching the crimson of your stolen pick peeking over his collar.

“Adrenaline must be wearing off huh.” You mumbled more to yourself than to either boy as you took note of how your tremors were now visually escalating.

A warm hand engulfs your cold, unsteady one.

“Y/N. If you won’t let me sacrifice my life to be your hero, goin’ out in a blaze of metal as fuck glory - then lemme at least sacrifice my sneaker. C’mon, sticky slap rule. You know you wannnaaaa-” He rolls those familiar blown-out doe eyes down toward your own confused and (slightly horny) thousand yard stare.

“Now lick.”

Trapped between being mortified and lovestruck, you have no choice but to allow him to continue.

“What? Don’t want my cooties so bad, you’d rather limp home in one grimey-ass sock? C’mon Cinderella, lemme slide you back into your glass slipper.” The motherfucker is purring at this point, clearly experiencing something more than an adrenaline rush.

Dustin think’s he’s seen enough but it’s not like he can leave. He’s a freshly re-traumatised kid and he had a plan to follow. If the bats hadn’t beaten his ass then Nancy Wheeler would for sure take a crack at it for the slightest deviation.

“Okay, I’ve never begged you guys for anything before so can one of you gimme a hand here and throw me back through to the bats, please? Anyone? Like, right now.” he grumbled, while aiming a determined stare toward the swirling pool of wings and teeth trapped behind the invisible barrier.

Breaking away from the serial senior, albeit reluctantly, you untangle yourself from his gangly limbs in favour of settling yourself on the carpeted floor - a safe distance away from the threatening ceiling vagina.

“Alright, Chuckles. We did what we came here to do. What now, boss?” you offer a laugh and fling a comforting arm around the freshman - the reality of what just happened and what was yet to come, starting to settle into your minds.

Eddie, who is now semi-shoeless, has settled behind the two of you on his knees, wrapping his arms around you both as everyone takes a quiet moment to steady their rapid heartbeats.

“Flambé.”

A/N ii: I wrote this in a couple hours just to make myself laugh and kinda to ignore the trauma of the season 4 ending, hope you got a kick out of it ;>

#self indulgent #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #joseph quinn #eddie munson alternative ending #stranger things #fanfic #reader insert #one shot

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maxwell-grant · 2 years

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Any thoughts on the recent Street Fighter 6 News from Tokyo Game Show?

Oh GOD okay there's way too much stuff to go over and I don't really pay attention to the gameplay / competitive side, but some impressions

I'm still actually kinda shocked that they are really, 100%, not even half-assed or full-assed but ten-times-the-assed, taking Street Fighter to the future, coming off of IV and V. In retrospect, those games now feel like stepping stones necessary to get the franchise (and fighting games as a whole, because they all gravitate around Street Fighter's rises and falls and always have) back to a place where a project this massively ambitious could happen, and I'm still very much scared to get my hopes up even though every single trailer exceeds expectations.

I really cannot think of the last time, or any time, where a fighting game or Capcom game has been this upfront and downright brazen about all the stuff that's gonna be in it. They're not drip-feeding us gameplay modes or character reveals, the latter of which being, what, the main source of hype generation every fighting game's coasted on since IV revived the scene (or since Smash Ultimate broke sales records). It's like they are very well confident in what they're building up to here.

A small thing that I didn't notice until now but makes me really happy: All the character wallpapers in the website get their names written uniquely. Every character gets their own font on top of unique visual effects! I love this! I really, really love this, ever since I saw it in Marvel Super Heroes and MvC1 I have always wanted this to be a thing for more fighting games and more things in general. Blanka gets goofy electric monster font! Juri's looks like sinister Korean handwriting, while Dhalsim's looks like Hindi cursive. Ken gets The Batman title font mixed with Guy Fieri fire and it's a complete 180 from Ryu's calm paintbrush logo. I have never been able to gush about this before because I'd rarely seen this outside of those MvC games I listed and I love it so much, it's just, such a small thing that gets taken for granted so often. I love and always will love font choices being picked to reflect characterization.

A big thing that this trailer's highlight: Putting aside the character customization of it all, which is very cool don't get me wrong and definitely a long time coming for the series: You get to train with the World Warriors and this, more than anything else so far, really cements how seriously they're taking this. The World Warriors growing from competitors to champions to masters is something the series has been teasing and building up to for so long and only kind of living up to with some of them, so having ALL of the original World Warriors fully-fledged masters now and treated as such is already incredible, but the fact that now you get to actually train with them as part of a story mode?

It's everything, man. Everything I wanted, everything I needed, everything they should do and should have done, everything and more. It feels like they had to wait for the potential of game development to progress to this stage in order for this to possible, to actually progress Street Fighter into the real next big breakthrough for the series after SF2. This feels like the ideal world version of Street Fighter 3 more so than any of the SFIII games ever did and I say this as someone who likes SF3 and didn't just start calling Third Strike the best SF game ever after watching one EVO clip like the rest of you posers.

Couple of roster thoughts I missed the first time: I like Kimberly! She's super fun and expressive and well-animated, she's got a pretty cool gimmick, she matches really well the feel the game's going for, and she's a pretty inspired modernization of Guy's urban ninja shtick. I imagine she's gonna be an obnoxious nightmare to fight against because that's how it usually is with characters like her. I don't like her pants though and I'm kinda frustrated that we were like, this close, to finally getting a black female character in a Japanese fighting game that wasn't weirdly sexualized to some (or a thousand) degrees but, fine, the character works well and made a wonderful impression regardless and I'm glad she's become an instant fan favorite, debuting along the other fan favorite nonetheless.

Little to say on Juri other than she rocks, she looks the best she's ever looked, the new facial animations works WONDERS to sell her personality, I'm glad they scrapped everything about her V design other than her bike and phone, and her new design is brilliant. It goes back to everything that worked about her IV one but looking like that design got taken through the shredder. It's like 10% Taekwondo uniform and 90% punkass k-pop fetish maniac. Could not be more perfect for her.

We all caught you slipping those gratuitous feet shots in her trailer, Capcom. You can’t be blamed for giving this character’s fanbase exactly what they want, but you ain’t that slick.

Kinda goes without saying that all the characters are looking better than ever but, man, E.Honda looks great! I like E.Honda! I don't think most people like E.Honda and they never give him interesting things to do but I like him and I think the series would be worse off without him. I'm loving his change of outfit and oh man he’s another character who’s really benefitting from improved facial animations, LOOK at that kabuki scowl.

Love the new weight to his animations, how it looks like they’re emphasizing the kabuki side of his design more, as well as playing up the idea that he’s this jolly freak holding a title way below his skill level, who loves fighting and globetrotting and making friends and promoting his bathhouse too much to realize how thoroughly he’s undermined his own mission of making sumo a world-renowed sport by breaking every single sumo rule there is and could be.

E.Honda is the equivalent of a world-class chess player, diehard chess fanboy and globally-famous chess promoter who was never crowned chess champion, because he fought every chess match he ever played by eating the board and playing checkers instead. I will never get tired of having this big beautiful idiot around.

AEEEEEEEEEEEHOOOO BRASIL-SIL-SIL BLANKA HD MAIS BONITO DO QUE NUNCA

I don’t wanna get my hopes up too much but I really, really love that Blanka wasn’t left out as one of your story mode masters, and that you will in fact get to learn how to fight like him. I love his new gorilla-esque design (and he’s dressed in the Brazil flag colors too), I’m so glad that apparently we’re leaving behind the days of Blanka being the side character to Sakura and Dan. LOVE that his new voice actor is latino, and that so far the game’s marketing has done so much to emphasize Blanka as a big goofy sweetheart. Also love that the Blanka-chan dolls are a part of his gameplay now.

I love so much that Blanka’s grown up and gotten a job as a jungle tour guide, and that they took basically his joke storyline from V, with him getting cheated with mass-produced Blanka-chan dolls until finding a way to kinda sell them in Japan, and developed it into an actual story and extension of his growth across the past games: He’s trying to get famous with those dolls and his new job so he can provide for his mom as best he can. It’s adorable and sad at once and I can’t wait to see what his story role looks like.

KEN I’M SORRY ANYONE EVER DOUBTED YOU INCLUDING ME

EVERYONE PEGGED YOU FOR A DIVORCED JOKE BUT YOU WERE OUT THERE PUTTING EVERYTHING ON THE LINE AND FIGHTING TO KEEP YOUR FAMILY (AND RANDOM DOCK WORKERS) SAFE WHILE ALSO BEING A MILLION TIMES COOLER THAN YOU EVER WERE BEFORE

(thank god they finally fixed your fucking hair)

WE ALL KICKED AN AMERICAN HERO WHILE HE WAS DOWN

KEN PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED WITH YOU AND WHY DID YOU STEAL BATMAN’S FONT AND WHAT IS WITH THAT SICK-ASS BLOOD SPLATTER IN YOUR OFFICIAL ART

I NEED TO KNOW MEL AND ELIZA ARE SAFE

KEN

KEN WHO DID YOU KILL

#replies tag #street fighter #sf #sf6 #capcom #fighting games #fgc #juri han #e.honda #blanka #ken masters #kimberly

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pixiemunsons · 5 years

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harry holland alphabet

this is an apology for not uploading any one hundred years recently! i’m v sorry they are coming but i’ve had a lot of personal stuff going on right now. i hope you understand, and i’ll have the 1920s installment soon. until then, i hope you enjoy this

a = aftercare (how they are after sex)

so sweet and lovely, it’s like the second you finish he becomes a new person- he just wants to look after you and make you comfortable

b = body part (their favourite body part on them and you)

i feel like he really loves his own hair, like he never cuts it and i feel like he really enjoys when you play with it and pull it during sex

on you- harry is an ass guy and i will proclaim this until the end of time, boy loves resting his head on it, grabbing it, playing with it he just loves your ass okay

c = cum

harry would love to come inside you, whether it be your mouth or your pussy. he loves claiming you as his own, and thinks that that is the best way to do it

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

i don’t think you and harry would have that many secrets, but i think that he’d definitely keep it to himself that he wanted a threesome. not that he thinks you’d disagree- quite the opposite, actually. as much as he loves the idea of fucking you alongside another man, he’s way too possessive to ever let it happen

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing)

i don’t think he’d have been with loads of people before you, but definitely enough to know what he was doing and make you feel good

f = favorite position

i 100% think harry is an ass man so maybe doggy or missionary but with you on your front. i don’t think he’d be into reverse cowgirl but that’s only because i think he’d like to be in control

g = goofy (are they more serious or humorous in bed?)

harry would be serious until he had a reason not to be if you know what i mean? like i think he’d be really into it but if you accidentally hit heads or something you’d end up laughing and you’d have to stop for a minute

h = hair (how well groomed are they)

i think he’d be the same as anyone in any relationship, like keep it up for the first few months but i think as you become more comfortable with each other it wouldn’t be that much of a deal to either of you how either of you groomed really

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment)

i think he’d be really focused on getting you both off, honestly. i think he’d be really caring and sweet but that he’d want to finish you off before him every time, and i think he’d prefer it rough and hard

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

i feel like harry would have to let you know whenever he jacked off, including sending you which photos of you he was using, the ideas he had for the next time he saw you and, on the odd occasion when he felt especially cheeky, he might send you a video of what he was doing

k = kinks

harry seems like someone who is very open in the bedroom, and is up for anything you want to try. however, i do feel like he’d be really into light bdsm stuff like spanking, hair pulling, light face slapping etc. his kink is honestly making sure you’re both enjoying it as much as possible

l = location

a n y w h e r e he feels like it. obviously, if you’re not into it, no big deal, but i think he’d try his luck anywhere. tom’s trailer, his living room, the back of the tour bus, a bar. most of all though, he’d just love having you in his bedroom, where no one will disturb you and you can go as long as you want

m = motivation (what turns them on)

he’s a young guy so i don’t think it would take much, but harry seems like the sort of person who gets turned on by a lot of non-sexual stuff as well as sexual things. for example, he’d love red lingerie and you biting your lip but he’d also love when you ran your hands through his hair or when you adjusted your jeans

n = no (something they wouldn’t do)

probably not any really intense kinky stuff. like i think he’d be really open to most stuff, but things like knife play and wax just don’t do it for him

o = oral (preferences in giving or receiving)

obviously most everyone prefers receiving oral, but i think harry would enjoy giving just as much. for him, there’s nothing hotter than knowing that you feel good and it’s all because of him

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

definitely sensual and caring, but rough and fast at the same time. i think harry would be very good at switching his style up, and adjusting to suit the mood of the sex, whether its a quickie or a long love making.

q = quickie

living with five other people in his house, the two of you get very used to quickies, grabbing a quick five minutes whilst everyone is out or ten minutes while they’re in the back garden. he’d always make up for the short sessions when you had more time though

r = risk

harry’s definitely the sort of boy that would fuck you with one hand over your mouth as he replies to his mother through his bedroom door and that is a hill i will die on. as i mentioned earlier, i also don’t think harry would care if you were in public, so he’s definitely a risk taker

s = stamina

depends on the situation. if you both want a quickie after not seeing each other for months, it would be a few minutes of really intense, passionate sex. However, if you wanted to spend time with each other and draw it all out, he could go for hours

t = toy

he’d probably find your toy by accident and he so intrigued by it that he’d want to use it straight away. like if you’d gone to grab some water and came back to find him sat on your bed with your vibrator in his lap, you’d probably blush bright red at first. that is, until he’d look up at you with a little smirk and ask for a demonstration

u = unfair

he doesn’t seem like he’d ever be unfair. he’d want you to enjoy every second as much as he did, and he never understood those boys who were okay knowing that their girl wasn’t happy with their sex life

v = volume

ya boy is LOUD. like, loud. even though you were constantly shushing him and telling him that the whole of london could probably hear him, he still kept up the volume. he knew you loved it secretly, even if it led to a few awkward moments with his brothers

w = wild card (get a random head canon)

can you imagine the first time you slept with him? you’d maybe been seeing each other a month or so, and you weren’t expecting much from the first time because it was never amazing with someone new. however, the first night you slept at his house is what some would call a sexual awakening. despite having previous sexual partners, the way harry used his tongue and fingers on you had you falling apart before he even got inside you. each orgasm would be punctuated with a cheeky smirk, and before you knew it, you were both hooked on each other

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

he EXHUDES big dick energy on a level seen in few. the way he speaks, smiles, talks, the way he holds himself. all these things honestly just lead me to believe he’s packing a good 7.5 up

y = yearning (how high is his sex drive)

like i said earlier, he’s a young man, barely out of his teen years really, so his sex drive is likely huge. wear his shirt? he wants to fuck. walk past him and wink? he wants to fuck. you could probably fold his laundry and he’d want to fuck

zzz = (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

you’d probably both fall asleep really quickly, because no matter how rough or gentle, fast or slow the sex is, it’s always really intense

bonus: he’s small spoon 90% of the time, because he just really loves a cuddle

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inagetawaycarxo · 5 years

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NSFW A-Z | Sebastian Stan

A/N: Feedback is appreciated! Got a headcanon or imagine idea send it in...Requests are open!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

After you’s two have finished having a lot of sex and I mean a lot of rounds of sex, Seb likes to kiss you a lot.

He will kiss your lips, forehead, and neck, the back of your neck, the crook of your neck, shoulders, cheeks, back, stomach, and nose. {Let’s just say Seb is obsessed with kissing you a lot.}

He will also hold you close to him. Hugging you tightly against his side, or chest, while whispering dirty/sweet things into your ear.

He will also ask if he hurt you? If you enjoyed the sex and so on, even asking if you are hungry or thirsty.

If he does see a bruise he will kiss it softly.

Sometimes Seb will cuddle into your side or your chest, smiling up at you lovingly. He is really such a dork sometimes well all of the time. B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Seb’s favourite body part of his is his arms and also his eyes.

Seb loves/adores & cherishes every part of your body, but his favourite has to be your mouth.

He loves how soft they are when he kisses them. He especially loves it when they wrap around his throbbing cock and when you moan his name or moan in general or whimper. He can’t get help but get distracted by them.

Also your boobs and ass, he definitely loves them a lot, he can’t help but stare at them for a long period, he also isn’t afraid to get caught staring at them either.

He loves to smack your ass and hold it. He loves to hold your boobs when you are riding him, he also loves to suck on them and massage them. C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Seb loves to cum inside you, he loves watching his cum drip out of your pussy.

Also, he likes to cum on your face, in your mouth, on your boobs, and on your stomach.

Seb loves it when you cum into his mouth and on his fingers and when you cum around his cock.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He absolutely loves it when you thigh ride him. It turns him on so much, you feel embarrassed whenever you thigh ride him, you’ve only done it a couple of times, he wants you to do it more than two times, he finds it so hot and sexy.

Also loves it when you take control and dominate him, not that he will ever tell you that. E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Seb has definitely been with a few women before you, so yes he is quite experienced, he knows what he is doing and he knows how to get you to orgasm. F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Seb has many favourite positions, he just loves having sex with you in general. Though he has three favourite positions.

Cowgirl {riding him}; he loves this position cause you get to take control, he loves to watch your boobs bounce as you ride him, also cause he gets to grab your boobs and pull them down to his mouth as suck on them, all the while looking you in the eyes as he does it, making you throw your head back.

Doggy style/from behind; whatever one you like to call it, he loves to bend you over and fuck you. Grabbing a fist full of your hair and yanking your head back towards him, his mouth pressed against your ear as he talks dirty, while one hand grips your waist tightly. He will also kiss the back of your neck, the back of your shoulders and the crock of your neck. He will also nibble/kiss your earlobe/ear.

Missionary; good ole missionary, he loves to watch the facial expressions you make as he thrusts into you. Also loves to look you in the eyes as he thrusts into you. Also, he gets to kiss you a lot like I said in aftercare he is obsessed with kissing you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Depends on his moods but he can be both serious and goofy, but mostly goofy. He is only serious when he is angry or jealous. H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Seb doesn’t fully shave it, but he does trim it. I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Seb is a hopeless romantic. He loves to kiss you a lot, especially during sex.

Kissing every inch of your skin, your back, your hands, your fingers/ fingertips, your forehead, your cheeks, your neck, the crook of your neck, the back of your neck, your shoulders, the back of your shoulders, your back, your stomach, your thighs, your lips, your arms and so on… His kisses are passionate.

He will also hold your hand.

He likes to give you compliments, telling you how beautiful you look. J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Seb only jacks off when he is filming or on press tours.

Mostly he will sext you, or facetime you, which means the two of you’s will have phone sex. K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Daddy Kink, Praise kink, Dom kink, biting kink, a little bit of sir kink, spanking, light bsdm, he likes it when you pull his hair as well, so hair pulling kink, though he will pull your hair as well. He loves it when you leave scratches on him. L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

The bed, motel, his trailer when you come to visit him, or yours if you are an actress. Against any surface, bent over on the kitchen counter, pool, shower, bathtub, beach, table, in an elevator, mirrors; he loves to watch himself fuck you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You, your lips, your eyes, when you seduce him and flirt with him, when you bite your lower lip, when you wear revealing clothes that show your cleavage a bit too much. Especially when you take him lingerie shopping, jealousy when he gets jealous or you get jealous. When you’re horny. N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Something that would hurt you or him. O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Seb is 50/50, he loves giving you oral and he loves receiving oral from you.

He loves eating you out, holding your hips down to the bed as eats you out, while you grab/tug his hair, moaning his name. Being the tease he is he likes to look at you while he is eating you out.

Seb uses his tongue, mouth, and fingers while giving you oral.

He likes face fucking too, whether it’s you sitting on his face and him eating you out or him deep throating you and fucking your mouth.

Before you take his cock into your mouth your swirl your tongue around the tip of his cock, looking at him as you do it. Which only makes him moan and beg you to suck him off.

Seb loves it when you wrap your lips around his cock and give him a blow job. His finger would entangle themselves in your hair as you continue to suck him off.

Also loves it when you swirl your tongue around the tip of his cock, then go back to sucking him off.

What really takes him to his climax is when you look up at him, while sucking him off and massaging/playing his balls.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Mostly fast and rough, though he only goes slowly when he is teasing you, making you beg for him to go faster. Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Honestly, he loves sex so yeah, he will defiantly have a quickie with you. You’s two have quickies all the time. R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He takes risks all the time, and experiments though he asks you first if you want to experiment and if he or you don’t like it then he won’t do it. S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He lasts for about 30 minutes before coming undone.

As for how many rounds Seb can go for a long time, about eight rounds, though you’s two take breaks in-between. T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He mostly just has handcuffs and other stuff also a vibrator, which is actually yours that he uses on you. U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is the biggest tease in the world and he knows it.

He will lick his lips in front of you seductively might I add, basically eye fucking you in public.

Seb loves foreplay so much.

He will kiss his way up your arm towards your shoulder then kiss towards your neck, all the while rubbing your clothed pussy then he will pull away a smirk on his lips.

He will even pull out of you just as you are about to cum.

Tug your underwear down with his teeth.

Pay attention to every part of your body except for your core, the one where you want him the most.

When you’s are making out he will run his hands up and down your legs.

He likes to finger you under the table at double dates, or parties.

He also rubs the tip of his cock against your entrance making you moan and whimper, begging him to enter you.

Sebastian always smirks when he teases you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Seb is pretty vocal in bed he doesn’t hold back, he will moan, moan your name as well, curse, whimper and groan. Though his moan is low, he will also talk a lot giving you compliments and a lot of dirty talk, sometimes in Romanian to. W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Sebastian loves to go lingerie shopping with you. A little too much, in fact, if you go without him he gets all pouty about it, though when you send some selfies you took he gets horny and forgives you. He likes to watch as you try on the lingerie, he definitely likes to touch you as well.

Sebastian smirked as he grabbed a black lace lingerie set, smirking, his eyes twinkled with mischief, as he turned around and made a beeline towards the changing rooms.

Sebastian opened the only curtain out of all three changing rooms that was closed.

Sebastian.” You shrieked out, as he opened the curtain wide, you quickly grabbed your shirt covering your exposed boobs.

“What, nothing I haven’t seen before.” He replied, closing the curtain again, and taking a few steps towards you, biting his lower lip as he stared at you with lust in his eyes.

“You could have asked if I was in this one instead of opening it, what if I wasn’t in this one.” You gasped out, still holding the shirt to your chest.

“There’s only three changing rooms babe, besides this one was the only one that was closed. Anyways try these on.” He spoke, handing you a red lace lingerie set and a black one, biting his lip again.

“Okay.” you sighed, taking the lingerie sets from him. Sebastian smirked at you as he took a seat.

You rolled your eyes as you turned towards the hook, hanging the two lingerie sets up on the hook.

You quickly dropped the shirt you’re were holding against your boobs, making Sebastian let out a moan.

You let out a chuckle, as you took the black lace bra off the hanger and put it on, then took the panties you had off slowly, making sure your ass was facing him, wiggling your ass as you pulled it down slowly.

“Fuck, you are killing me.” he moaned, cupping his already growing bulge through his jeans. While you smirked, taking the black lace panties of the hanger and putting them on.

“Like?” you asked, as you turned around to face him.

“Like, I love it.” He moaned, standing up and making his way over towards you.

His hands cupping the side of your face, as he pressed his lips against yours.

You let out a moan, as his hands slipped away from the side of your face and slid down on to your waist, just as he was about to deepen the kiss you pulled away, making Sebastian pout.

“Wait, I haven’t even tried the red one on yet or the other three.” You gasped out.

“They all look sexy on you, I’ll buy all of them for you, my treat.” He spoke, biting his lower lip, as his eyes looked down at your cleavage than your lips then your eyes then back to your cleavage again. Licking his lips hungrily.

“But…” you tried to say, only for Sebastian to cut you off, as he pressed his lips against yours, wrapping his arms around your waist and hoisting you up, you quickly wrapped your legs around his waist, as he walked forward until he pressed your back against the wall.

“Not here Sebastian.” You gasped out as you quickly pulled your mouth away from his.

“Why hasn’t stopped us before.” He grumbled, as his lips went straight towards your neck, leaving soft kisses on the crook of your neck, you moved your neck to the side giving him more access.

“Fine.” You huffed, finally giving in as he continued to kiss your neck, leaving love bites along the way.

“But if we get caught it’s all your fault.” You mumbled, as he stopped his kissing as he got to your earlobe.

“You love getting caught.” He whispered into your ear…

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Seb is pretty thick and big at least 8 inches. Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s pretty high, every time he is around you he gets horny, he just can’t keep his hands off of you/your body. Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Seb either drifts off to sleep with you or waits until you are asleep. Either way, you are always in his arms, cuddling into his side, your face resting on his chest, as the sound of his breathing and heartbeat lures you to sleep. He will twirl your hair while kissing your forehead softly, mumbling how much he loves you.

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The Worst of 2019 (So Far)

And now we get to the opposite of yesterday’s post: the worst of what we’ve seen so far. Time to give them a proper thrashing before they (hopefully) fade into obscurity. Disappointingly, there's a general lack of films that were bad but in an interesting way. Mostly, it’s either been the same sorta dreck we usually get with a couple of unusually offensive stories and a couple of soul-crushingly bad superhero flicks. Curious? Read on.

10. Serenity

I like to save my #10 spot on the “Worst of” list for a movie that has a chance of becoming a favorite among those who love bad movies. Serenity is competently enough made that it does not belong in the same category as The Identical or Runaway. It’s another kind of bad movie, the kind that baffles anyone who sees it and who will have film historians scratching their heads in the future. It’s not quite on the same level as 2017’s “The Book of Henry” but close. Top-notch actors at the top of their career in a story so poorly conceived it would’ve been brilliant if it weren’t awful and utterly absurd.

The revelation that everything we've been seeing is actually part of a video game programmed by an angry teen who hates his abusive father, and that his actions are tied to those of Matthew McConaughey's character is the kind of nutty decision someone at some point should've questioned. My advice? Surprise some unsuspecting friends with it. Periodically pause the movie so they can write down how they think it'll all fit together and then watch their faces as they're proved wrong.

9. After

I’m not going to remember After down the line so this is my opportunity to give it another flogging. I can’t believe fan-fictions of real people is a real thing and that one of them was deemed legitimate and popular enough to be turned into a movie. It plays out like the clone of a clone of a clone of Twilight. At least that movie had danger in the form of vampires and werewolves. This has nothing to offer except embarrassing drama and a prepubescent’s idea of what romance and love look like. I saw it in the theater with a friend and thank goodness she was there; it made what would've been a chore... slightly more bearable.

8. Dumbo

I’ve already gone on about how I feel about Disney’s string of live-action remakes. For the most part, they fail to validate their own existences; they’re just copies of the original but with “real” actors dancing around animated backgrounds, objects and locations instead of everything being traditionally animated. Dumbo isn’t like Aladdin and Beauty and the Beast. It does try new things. It diverges from the source material significantly in the worst way. The titular character winds up playing second banana to a bunch of circus performers no one cares about and in the end didn’t contain an inkling of the emotion the 1941 version did.

7. Dark Phoenix

This one’s a triple-whammy. Not only was it a deeply disappointing way for Fox’s X-Men series to end, it retreaded old material in a way that was worse than X-Men 3: The Last Stand AND it was a box office bomb. By the time the story finally comes alive… it’s just about over. The whole thing feels like a mistake, bringing in aliens and asking us to invest in characters we just haven’t had enough time to fall in love with. Makes me wonder what the future of the characters is going to be like. Yes there are a number of heroes and heroines we haven’t yet seen, but are people going to care, even when the brand gets a new coat of paint from Marvel Studios?

6. Men in Black: International

Was anyone asking for the Men in Black series to return? Maybe if they'd had a dynamite story this could’ve overcome the public’s general disinterest, but this was an extremely generic plot you could figure out easily minutes in and lost touch with what endeared us to the first. Even with the combined forces of Tessa Thompson and Chris Hemsworth failed, it to generate many laughs. Worse, to make sure I got any references or Easter egg it might drop, I re-watched all of the previous Men in Black movies, including the horrific Men in Black 2.

5. Replicas

This movie goes about itself in such a convoluted way. First, Keanu Reeves plays a scientist working for a company that wants to transplant the mind of dead soldiers into androids. Then, his family is killed in a car crash, prompting him to use the mind transfer tech to put their memories into new clone bodies of themselves. Problem is, he only has the means to clone three out of four family members. This means he has to erase all memories of his youngest daughter from the others’ brains. Following me so far? Good because it keeps going from there. Actually, that’s just the start of it. It’s a classic case of TMSGO - too much sh*t goin’ on. Even with all that, it STILLL managed to have gaping plot holes. No surprise it came and went as quietly as possible.

4. Hellboy

This one hurt. I wanted to see a superhero horror film badly. The early interviews I read about them wanting to adapt Mike Mignola’s books more closely than the Del Toro films got me excited. I was a little apprehensive when the trailers showed some goofy stuff but I figured these were included to draw people in. I should've listened to that sinking feeling. The actual film is awful, one giant mistake after another. Without a doubt, this featured the year’s worst special effects and even this I could've forgiven but the would-be humorous tone was badly misjudged and the story bloated with way too many elements that might've worked... if we weren't also trying to tell the character's origin at the same time. Hellboy ends with a teaser promising more and there’s no way we would’ve seen a sequel even if this had made money at the box office. Cool demons though, for what it’s worth.

3. Shaft

Looking back, I’m struggling to think of anything worth seeing in Shaft. I hated the film’s approach at comedy, particularly when it reverted Samuel L. Jackson’s John Shaft into the kind of man who proudly doesn’t understand modern sensibilities and spews out one homophobic joke after another. The plot was uninspired and uninteresting - not to mention generic - and none of it felt like it belonged on the big screen. On the upside, it prompted me to view the original trilogy with Richard Roundtree and those were enjoyable.

2. Simmba

Simmba is unlikely to be on the “Worst of 2019” list next January. It probably won’t be at the #2 spot. The film mixes two wildly different tones but not well. It begins as a romantic crime comedy, a dated one, sure. Simmba staging a phoney crime in order for the woman he’s attracted to to call him for help and then use the call as an excuse to stay with her through the night is creepy but I guess it might’ve passed like 20 years ago in North America. What makes this a bad film is the way it then introduces a character’s gang rape and murder as a way to prompt the anti-hero onto a righteous path. From there, it turns into this vigilante revenge film that has disturbing implications. You probably haven’t heard of it before now, much less seen it. I don’t recommend you check it out.

Runner Ups:

Aladdin

A controversial choice, as many casual filmgoers seem to have fallen madly in love with it (similar to the way they ate up 2017’s Beauty and the Beast) but honestly, what does this film do better than 1992’s Aladdin? Add an unmemorable song for Princess Jasmine to sing? Reduce the number of talking animals in order to give us more… nothing? Pile on the CGI to the point you wonder why it was made with live-actors in the first place? Like the innumerable direct-to-video sequels of classic films who've been all but forgotten, I tell you this Arabbian adventure won't endure.

Tolkien

So much potential squandered on a boring story. It didn’t take an astute viewer to recognize the film was crippled by the studio failing to obtain the rights to Tolkien’s actual work. I get the feeling we'll see another shot at a biography of J.R.R. Tolkien in a couple of years and this will be the Christopher Robin to the much superior Goodbye Christopher Robin.

The Hustle

It’s an unfunny comedy, what more is there to say? Rebel Wilson makes yet another bad career choice playing the same character she always plays. I only realized it was a remake of Dirty Rotten Scoundrels while writing my review, which is unfortunate. Hopefully I can expunge this film from my memory soon enough and forget anything it might’ve spoiled about the original Bedtime Story or the 1988 remake.

1. Unplanned

The numerous instances of technical incompetence - mostly coming from the performers who are given lackluster material - would be enough to condemn Unplanned to this list. What made me hate the film is the way it blatantly lies and attempts to manipulate the audience into further entrenching themselves in a certain point of view through cheap, manipulative means. I can respect that genuine passion was poured into the project but the way it goes about it is shameful. Do not go see it, even if you're curious.

Yuck. That last one really left a bad taste in my mouth so I'm going to talk about a movie I did enjoy and am enthusiastic to direct you towards Alita: Battle Angel. Rosa Salazar as the titular Alita impressed me and I really dug the action scenes. I'll also right a wrong from last year by reminding you to find and watch Paddington and Paddington 2, both movies I should've put on my "Best of" lists the years they came out. I don't know what I was thinking but I keep coming back to these in my head. They're excellent for kids and adults.

And with that said, the list is over. Back to our regularly-scheduled film reviews until something big comes up. Thoughts or comments on the list are welcome and I hope you enjoyed reading.

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Captain Marvel: I dream of Breezy

People, the time has come!

Ever since we saw Nick Fury sending out a message at the end of "Infinity War", we've been waiting... which in the moment seemed out of place. The world is literally disappearing before our eyes, The Avengers took a big L, and Nick Fury decides to... what? pull out some high-tech weapon to save the day? - no. Pull out some type of device that will save himself from disappearing? - no. But, he's got time to take a selfie or tell his women "bye" - or so I thought. He was actually sending a message to the mysterious (at the time) Captain Marvel!

BOOM!

Brie Larson, who plays CM, was always hanging out at Marvel events, and we finally figured out why. It was strange at some of these events tho... like the Black Panther Party - all of these people from Wakanda -

- and then there's Brie Larson.

And they're like "What the hell, woman?! Why are you here?!"

But, now we KNOW! - she's Captain Marvel!

SPLADOW

- and she's going to play a huge role in saving the day. Then, we found out that she's getting her own movie, and it's about damned time it has arrived.

I had a dream about Brie the night before this movie's release. She was sitting on the couch, and was upset about something. She also had... well, maybe she was pregnant... or she had a beer gut. But, in this dream, I remember feeling a deep love for Brie, so even if it was a beer gut, it didn't matter to me. It would also mean tht she's passionate about beer, which I am as well:)

I don't know if we were a couple, or if she was the other woman, or if I was the other man... or if I was trapped in the friend zone, and thought I'd use this time of her being upset to break free and into her arms... Who knows?? I also don't know what she was upset about. But, towards the end of the dream, I was on the couch with her, giving her a hug:) - she let me, so I know she wasn't upset at me. I woke up and shouted "Brie!" And within seconds, I realized it was all a dream... or was it? Maybe she's my wife in another dimension. We'll solve that mystery later, it felt real as hell tho.

Anyway! We have Brie as Capt M. We also have a digitally young Sam L Jackson!

Before the brooding, the scars, the all black uniform, the badass eye patch, and him demanding to know what's in my wallet, he was a young pup of a detective, who loves cats apparently. I was excited to see more of his story.

Jude Law is also in this movie. He's rockin that look when you're losing your hair, but you jell it up a bit to look like you're still young and hip. Some people can pull off the look, but it's always the beginning of mid-life crisis. Whenever I see people walking down the street with that look, I always tell them that I'm praying for them.

When was Jude's last big movie? I ask because Jude is supposed to be a big star right?? - or at least he was. Yet I never see him at any Marvel parties. Is he not invited? Why don't they like Jude? "Jude" is such a cool name. I'd want him at the party, so I could say things like "You know JUUUDE'S going to be here." and "Excuse me, but I need to go speak with JUUUDE." Why don't they want him there? Is it because of his mid-life crisis? I have a feeling that when rich, famous, white men go through their mid-life crisis that it's ten times worse than other non-those things people. Anyway, yet another mystery to solve.

Djimon Hounsou is up in there as well - I feel like he never gets enough credit for being in everything. And Ben Mendelsohn, who's frickin awesome as a villainous character.

We've got a great cast, some kick ass special effects (which btw they put their budget to good use - the bg's and fight scenes were dope), AND we got the 90's going on! We saw from the trailer that Capt Marvel smash-lands through the roof of a BlockBuster Video store. Memories, am I right?? Some of you are prob too young to remember the pain of renting a DVD season. I remember trying to rent epi's 3 & 4 or something, but they might only have 1 & 2 and 5-10. I'd have to search around at other BlockBuster's (especially if I promised a lovely lady on a date that we'd watch a certain episode when we got home) or say "eff it!" and watch it out of order. I used flirt with the clerks to ensure they'd lmk when the epi's I needed were in. Turnin BlockBuster tricks for episodes... the 90's were rough. The movie takes you down a fun lane of memories, if you remember those days tho.

In the midst of nostalgia Capt Marvel is snatched away from her successful life as a pilot, taken to space where she is made into the Capt Marvel that we come to know, finds herself back to earth to hang out with Sam L while piecing together the memories of her past, all while a war is going on with a shape-shifting alien race called "Skrulls"

- they kinda look like Yoda's people.

Ooo! maybe tht's another mystery! It would fit too, because a lot of this movie feels like Star Wars - like Star Wars meets a 90's buddy cop sitcom.

I enjoyed the movie. I had a fun time with it. There are some compaints out there: Some wanted this movie to be deeper in story. Some wanted this movie to be more soaked in serious feminism. Some wanted this movie to be less soaked in general feminism. Some were bothered by Brie Larson, believing that she's too stoic in her delivery.

Um... I don't understand the complaints about feminism (on either side). If you are looking for the feminism, it's def there. BUT, if you simply want to enjoy a movie without too much serious world stuff in it, that's def there too. You'll see or not see whatever you want, I guess. I would compare this movie more to "Ant-Man" in tone. Not as goofy, but it stays fun and light.

Now, it definitely could have been a deeper movie - CM is kidnapped, violated, and lied to - but Marvel ain't dumb - they don't want THAT to be the kid's first impression of her - that might effect sales. Besides, we don't always have to be so serious and tense all of the time.

Ex. In Ant-Man, he always goes big at some point and ends up crushing people's property, and probably crushing people around him as well - we don't talk about that. And what about his manipulation of those ants?! When you think about it, that shit ain't right! But, we don't need to talk about it:)

And I'm of course going to defend my wife from another dimension (Breezy). A lot of her personality is implied from the flashbacks, but we see she's snarky, fun, and a bit of a loose canon. I understand to a degree what people are saying, but I think the blame goes more to the writers than Brie. Also, the fact that there's non-stop war going on throughout the movie, so there's not a whole lot of down time to get to know her in depth.

The writing to me, is the biggest flaw of this movie: The villainous character that Ben Mendelsohn plays brilliantly is inconsistent. In the beginning of the movie, he's no-nonsense "We need to kill her and anyone who gets in our way". Then, later on, it's like he joins in the 90's buddy cop sitcom fun. He's crackin jokes and talkin shit - which btw (and I admit this is a nitpick) how does he know how to use slang and idioms, if he'd never been to the planet before? I also have other questions about shape-shifting - like... they can change into whomever they see, but... how do they get the details right? - or do they? Let's say somebody has a third nipple and a bad case of athlete's foot... how could they get those deets down? or even the voice - how do they copy your insides? And how do they copy your mind enough to fool people? I'm getting way too deep into this, I suppose... more mysteries smh.

Can you imagine if we all had the ability to copy one another?? Which takes identity theft to a ho nova level. Also sexual harassment... I mean let's say you wanted to feel what Chris Hemsworth's butt felt like.... you kinda could whenever you wanted to. Like I said, we don't need to go deep with everything:)

The writing is also too quick; the whole movie is - we don't get to know much more about Fury or any of the characters really - especially CM. At the end of the movie, I found myself not being invested enough in Capt to care if a sequel is made. I mean, I care if my wife from another dimension gets more of that Marvel money, but that's something different. There's also a part in the movie when she realizes she has been lied to... she gets over this very quickly. Most of us with that type of power would have went on a drunken rampage, but she just throws a slight tizzy, and moves on to kick butt. It would have been a great time to show some human traits that would have helped us relate to this character.

I also fear that they might run into the prob they run into with Superman. Supe is sooooo powerful and he doesn't have many flaws. It's flaws that draw us to characters as much as anything. We didn't get enough of the human side of CM. BUT, all in all (like I said), I enjoyed the film. But, I didn't have any expectations going in. I think if you go in like that, you'll be satisfied.

Grade: B

I wonder if Brie had a dream about me as well. I wonder if she's blogging about some lovable, praphitic... and sexy black man whom she feels like she had a loving life with, but then woke up. She's probably telling someone right now "I was preggo with his beer child (idk what that is, but it's another dimension - diff rules) and he was about to comfort cuz I was upset over stubbing my toe." That's prob all it was right?? I guess we'll never know:)

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I haven't been able to tolerate a comics news site since ComicsAlliance shut down so what news out of SDCC is actually worth knowing about?

I’ve gotten so many questions regarding SDCC-related news that I figured I’d just do one big post, and this seems as opportune an ask to build that off of as any. To kick off, in terms of news that’s not for me but is a big deal, there’s a trailer for the next season of Doctor Who, and Star Wars: Clone Wars is shockingly coming back for a final reduced season years after the fact. Congrats to the fans of both franchises! Plus yesterday we got the announcement of Orlando and Foreman’s Electric Warriors��for DC (as well as Orlando’s Dead Kings with Matt Smith at Aftershock Comics) and the Wonder Woman/Justice League Dark October crossover.

So first and foremost in terms of the reaction it picked up, OH MY GOD:

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It’s like the Bat In The Sun team handed over their production to their shitty kids but made them work off a third of the budget. I kept seeing the jokes about it on Twitter, and I kept thinking they were surely hilarious exaggerations, AND NOT A ONE OF THEM EVEN SLIGHTLY WAS. At least it now makes sense why Hawk and Dove is here, given the Liefeld connection: this is 90s as helllllllllllllllllllllll, and while a part of me hopes it swerves unexpectedly in a couple seasons into Fun 90s DC with Starman and Wally West and an Electric Blue Superboy and Titans One Million, I can’t pretend I wouldn’t gleefully hatewatch this if it wasn’t behind a paywall. What it really comes down to is that, as I saw someone mention, the over-the-top content warning at the beginning isn’t actually by any means to get rid of anyone under 18, but specifically to appeal to them over anyone over it: there is nothing about this show not precision-crafted to appeal to teenagers watching something they technically aren’t supposed to, since anyone older than that will just laugh until the stars grow cold. And while it’s one line in particular that’s rightfully drawn all the attention, to me the clear defining moment is Beast Boy taking his big goofy dramatic leap, and you expect him to transform, but that ain’t happening (I fully expect he’ll just have claws and growl and do assorted Wolverine shit instead), because that kind of thing is for STUPID KIDS, whereas this is RAD.

RAD, dare I say…to the EXTREME.

Also, the pilot Robin’s scene was presumably drawn from was written by Akiva Goldsman, Greg Berlanti, and Geoff Johns. So was it the guy behind Batman & Robin, the guy behind the CWverse, or the recent President of DC Comics who ushered FUCK BATMAN into the world? Because all three of those possibilities are equally hilarious. In any case, the rubicon has been crossed: easily one of the top ten, probably one of the five or so most iconic superheroes of all time said fuck in a piece of mass media. Where we go from here, nobody knows. But at the very least I’ll take the L for my original certainty that this would take place in the CW DCverse, because that clearly isn’t going to be the case. Though boy, imagine if it was. Personally I like to imagine this is a totally normal DCU, and suddenly going full 90s and murdering a bunch of people is their universe’s version of normal teen rebellion.

Additionally, it’s now seemingly set in stone that the fourth DC Universe live-action show alongside Titans, Doom Patrol, and Swamp Thing will be a Stargirl show where Courtney Whitmore learns about her legacy and tries to track down the Justice Society, described as in the flavor of Superman ‘78 and Wonder Woman. Again, if it wasn’t behind a paywall I’d check it out.

And before turning to comics proper, we learned from WB itself that there are no plans to idiotically pour millions into making a functional Justice League Snyder cut a thing, unsurprisingly making some of the worst people on the internet be just the absolute worst (I’m interested myself in it artistically even if I don’t think it would be very good, but at this point it would feel like a validation of some really rotten people’s behavior if this happened). Meanwhile the first trailer for the Dragon Ball Super movie dropped, and yeah, I’m still happy to see Broly. This looks big in a way Dragon Ball for all its action rarely gets, and seeing Paragus suggests Toriyama understood what worked about the original flick, which is a very good sign. Did they swap out Vic Mignogna as Broly though? Wouldn’t blame him, I know he’s said he hates the part, but surprising nonetheless. And the Spider-Man game dropped another trailer, along with a ‘Velocity’ bonus suit designed by Adi Granov.

The big comics news of the day was of course the long-awaited confirmation that Green Lantern is being relaunched - apparently as The Green Lantern - in November by Grant Morrison and Liam Sharp. What’s surprising is that Morrison’s currently insisting that since the last decade or so of the franchise has dealt with constant upheaval and cosmic apocalypse, his run is going to scale back down to a character-focused study of Hal (“He’s a loner and a drifter and he’s an unreconstructed man. It was nice to do that and to go a little bit old-fashioned with it. He doesn’t belong here at all, you know? He’s longing for the heavens, and to be back up as a Green Lantern. We’re doing Hal Jordan where, you know he’s a good cop, but is he really a good guy? And we’re looking into his relationships and how he deals with people. And also the fact that, if you’ve got a job as a space cop, it’s hard to be stuck on the planet Earth. He has other lives on other planets.”) amidst him going about his duties and dealing with weird alien crimes and space threats, such as stopping aliens from ‘parking’ a planet-sized artificial megastructure near a sun and causing damage to nearby worlds, and solving the murder of a gaseous lifeform.

I doubt it’ll necessarily stay there forever - his Batman and Action Comics runs, after all, were both initially marketed as staying on the smaller side by his standards, and the one idea we know of Morrison having once had for the Green Lanterns back in the day was making them a multiversal force. But it’s remarkable how, well, normal this sounds coming from Morrison. Clearly this must be a passion project if he’s doing a monthly again for the first time in 5 years, especially since DiDio mentioned he had to be persuaded (ultimately persuading himself as his attempts to brush off the proposition led to him thinking about the possibilities and rapidly talking himself into it) to make time for this amidst an incredibly busy schedule of surely more profitable and creatively unshackled projects, but on the surface level? This sounds like the closest Morrison has come since his JLA days to writing a regular superhero comic. At this point in his career, I’m very, very curious what that’s going to look like. Just hoping he read the King/Shaner oneshot on whatever reread he surely went through to catch up on current continuity. And also hoping this guy was right that it’ll turn out “the REAL construct that was limited by our willpower and imagination all along was…REALITY.”

On smaller notes:

* Kelly Sue DeConnick and Robson Rocha are taking over Aquaman, with an opening arc that shows him washing up amnesiac on an isle of forgotten sea gods. DeConnick seems to be like the Jeffs Lemire and Parker where my appreciation of their work is limited to very, very specific slivers: none of her Marvel superhero stuff I’ve read did anything for me even if I could see the talent behind it, but her Lois story in the last issue of The Adventures of Superman was pitch-perfect (and also had a great Aquaman bit!). This gets at least an issue from me.

* DC announced new titles for DC Ink and DC Zoom, including Cassandra Cain, Oracle, Dick Grayson, Creeper, and Wonder Woman books, while also announcing some artists for the existing titles.

* Geoff Johns is doing (ugh) Shazam with Dave Eaglesham, who showed off a really great, fun cover suggesting the possibility of a tonal shift away from Johns writing the absolute worst version of that character imaginable. On the likelihood of said possibility though, I think @intergalactic-zoo put it best. I might just check it out in trade if word of mouth is overwhelmingly positive, but then, lots of otherwise rational people liked or at least saw merit in his original crack at it with Gary Frank, and you were all deliriously, impossibly wrong back then, too.

* And finally, speaking of Johns, he’s doing Batman: Three Jokers as a 3-issue mini with Jason Fabok, a smart move given that is precisely as much as I’m willing to invest in this out of morbid curiosity. What’s really baffling though is that it’s being released under Black Label. It would seem to destroy the stated purpose of the line by immediately releasing Very Important Continuity Comics under it, but maybe this means Batman’s gonna follow in his protege’s footsteps and say a fuck. Anyway, I’m mostly just hoping it isn’t revealed Fun Golden Age Joker is actually not the original in order to rub out the prospect that he was ever truly anything but a terrifying sidekick-butchering murder machine at the center of very serious stories, because that feels to be like a real possibility. And absolute no question one of the three is gonna turn out to be the lost child of Marionette and Mime in Doomsday Clock.

#Comic Con #DC Comics #Titans #Green Lantern #Geoff Johns #Grant Morrison #Opinion

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Guardian Angel Part 4 - fangs Fogarty

Prompt - fangs gets in trouble when he finds a guardian Angel, but can she save him from her own family. Warnings - swearing, violence, anguish, blood, posable trigger warnings, fluff, Pairing - fangs Fogarty x reader Word count - 6300 it’s a long part :)

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After being at the wyrm fangs walked you home. Your mother was working another night shift, so you invited fangs in for a bit. Both of you cuddled up on the couch watching movies, his arm round you as he traced tiny little patterns on you hip. You hadn’t you head on his chest, with your legs over his. You could feeling him looking at you every now and then making you look up at him, asking simply his he okay. He’d nod and smile giving you sweet kisses.

You didn’t remember falling asleep, Fangs both still curled up together on the couch. A loud bang of your front door closing, woke you both up. Your mother stood looking at you and Fangs as you both groaned waking up. “good morning, this is a surprise” she said with a questioning looking between you and Fangs. You jumped up “mum this is fangs, Fangs this is my mum” you say feeling slightly embarrassed. Fangs rubbed his eyes with one hand holding out the other mumbling “hello Mrs y/l/n” his sleepy state made him look cute and sexy all at the same time.

Fangs asked to use the bathroom, after telling him were it was, you followed your mother into the kitchen. “he’s cute, sorry for walking in on your sleepover” she laughed taking things out of her bag. “mum please don’t embarrass me, I really like him” you say, your eyes begging her. When fangs comes back in your mum offers to make you all breakfast, Fangs smiled gladly accepting.

You got the quickest shower you’d ever had, afraid to leave you mum and boyfriend alone together. Who knows what your mother would do or say to him. Once you got our the shower you got dressed choosing minimal makeup to save time. When you come down the stairs you see your mum and Fangs both laughing, a little lost you sit at thee table next to fangs. His hand slid to yours squeezing it a little, giving you a smile that instantly settled any nerves or worries you had. After breakfast fangs said he wanted to go home to shower and change before school, you offered to drive him as he walked you home leaving his bike at the wyrm.

Fangs asked you in while he got changed, you happily waited. He came out about 20 minutes later. “you know we’ve already missed the start of first lesson, how about we miss the rest of the day” he said flirty. Smirking at him you agreed “your not gonna be needing these” he said taking your car keys out your hand putting then on the counter next to him. His hands cupped your face kissing you deeply, “so you wanna ditch school to spend the day in bed” you said rising your eyebrows. Fangs laughed “now as good as that idea sounds, I have other plans” he smiled grabbing your hand pulling you out the door. Keeping the mystery of his plans.

You both walked to the Whyte wyrm, more or less next door to the trailer park. Fangs gave you his helmet telling you he’d be back out now. You put the helmet on and waited next to his bike a few minutes later he came put smirking. “I have one quick stop to make before go where I wanna take you” he told you helping you on his bike.

A short ride later you were outside pops diner, Fangs ran in picking up and order. You thought maybe someone at the wyrm asked him to get it for them. He put the bag and drinks in the holdall in his bike, making sure that they didn’t spill.

Once you both got back on the road you looked round wondering where he was going. At sweet water river fangs didn’t go over the bridge like you expected, instead drove down a the walkers trail. You held on tighter as the ride became more bumpy, at the end of the trail fangs keep going, now truly off road. He finally stopped in a mass of trees, helping you off the bike, taking off the helmet, kissing you the second he could. He took the stuff out his bike then lead you past a thick brushed tree line into a small private clearing. It was beautiful, right next to the river an old log that had been placed to make a seat. There was wild flowers growing around, it was a place of pure beauty.

Fangs laughed watching you soak in the place. “bubblegum milkshake for you” he said handing you the drink. “thank you, it’s beautiful here” you said taking the drink. “it’s my special place, I found it a few months ago since then I started coming here if I needed time alone to think or have an escape from the life serpent’s for an hour” he said looking out at the calm water. You knew exactly what he meant, Riverdale had been something similar to you, an escape from gang life. Fangs had told how he became a serpent “my father was once a serpent too, but he’d gotten arrested and after a fight inside got him more years. I joined the serpent’s when I was 14 thinking it was the right thing to do follow in my dad’s footsteps” he said, you grab his hand giving him a sad smile “don’t get me wrong, I love the serpent’s they are family better than my real family but the stigma that comes with being one makes future choices hard” he said.

You understand how he felt your life slightly mirroring his. You wanted to tell him about your family and how you were a gang members daughter but you didn’t want to ruin his heart to heart with you. After he told you how he wanted to a engineer go to university one day and get out of Riverdale. You told him your dream of maybe being a doctor. The rest if the day was spent talking nonsense and messing around. Fangs opened the bag he’d gotten from pops a mix of cakes and pastries for you both. You had started play fighting over a silly comment fangs had said, mainly so you’d get slightly annoyed and push or poke him. Play fighting turned into kissing as you both laid on the warm grass, watching as the sunset over sweet water river. The day was the perfect mix, hot make out sessions, playful goofiness and both deep and meaningless talks.

His phone rang disputing the bubble you bubble you’d had both been in all day. “just at sweet water” you heard him say. You could tell by the look on his face it was time to go, “yeah I’ll be over soon” you heard next, confirming your feeling. Fangs ended his call packing up and cleaning any mess you had both made. “guess I’ve been missed Toni asking where I am before sweet pea sends out a search party for me” he said laughing. Fangs asked if you wanted to go with him to the wyrm. Not wanting to leave him yet you agreed taking the helmet riding to the small town dive bar. As you walked in fangs his arm round your shoulder your arm around his waist.

This didn’t go unnoticed, especially by Toni. She’d asked fangs where he’d been all day, saying her and sweet pea were worried Ghoulies had gotten him again. Fangs assured her he was fine and how you and he had spent the day together, without going into detail.

Sweet pea came over with a tray of drinks bragging how he’d beaten the high score on the pinball game. The pair of them started talking and laughing before heading over to play pool asking you and Toni to join. Toni tapped your shoulder, “help me with these drinks first y/n” she said, Fangs pulled you back for a pecked kiss before letting you go.

You followed her but as you got to the bar she pulled you into a small quiet corner. You knew Toni didn’t like you, at first you thought it was jealously but after both fangs and sweet pea told you separately Toni was like a sister to him, you just assumed she didn’t like you. “he really likes you and Fangs doesn’t like people. Not like sweet pea, Fangs isn’t a player he’s an all or nothing type of guy” she looked over at the boys making sure they wasn’t watching, “the last girl fangs was with broke his heart, I was there trying to help him. He’s never really shown much interest in anyone since but then you come along. He’s got that same look in his eye he did with her and as his friend I know he can’t go through that type of pain again, so if your only here to mess him about then go now before he gets to involved” she said snarling you, her arms folded over her chest trying to look intimating. You looked at her then over to him, his smile filling you with butterflies. “It’s sweet how you look out for him. I like him a lot actually more than I probably expected to like someone, and I don’t know what is going to happen in the future but I’m not going to purposely hurt him,so you can stop worrying about him, I’ve already saves his ass twice” you say back, full of sass turning to the bar. She grabbed your arm “I mean it, your hurt I’m you’ll have me to deal with okay” she said before grabbing some drinks.

You walked back with drinks handing fangs his, still feeling a little annoyed by Toni pulling you to one side for a friendly chat. Fangs must of picked up on it “everything okay angel” he asked, Toni was watching you both. Standing on your tiptoes you wrap your arms around his neck, smashing your lips to his in heated passionate kiss. You hear a whistle come from pea and another serpent, a small tut you guessed was Toni. When you pulled back fangs was smiling wide, “what was that for?” he asked slightly surprised by the sudden kiss. Shrugging your shoulders “just for luck” you wink as he goes to take his shot. Looking at Toni you rise your eyebrows in a way to show her, your not intimidated by her threats. After a few drinks and games of pool, fangs took you home kissing you goodbye at the door

The next morning in school fangs walked round with his arm around you, his own way of showing everyone you were together now. At lunch he pulled you on to his lap at the serpent’s table. After school you all went the quarry then Whyte wyrm. It was the same all week, school, a trip to the spot by the river then time at the quarry or the bar. Even if it was simple and everyday it was still the happiest week of your life. It sounded childish but you had fallen in love with him and your new more normal life and didn’t want it to end.

Fangs dropped you off home, kissing you before he pulled off back to the trailer park. You walked in hearing the sounds of your brother and mum talking. “if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were moving in” you joked hugging him. “I might do and being the oldest, I’m taking your room. You can have the box one” he said back. You slapped his arm rolling your eyes. Even if nick was your half brother you still loved him, and knew him better than anyone. You watched the way he acted like everything was perfect with a false smile told you something was up with him. It didn’t help he was blanking repeated phone calls.

After dinner, you mum said her goodbyes heading for her night shift. He went the bathroom when his phone rang again, you saw Marcus name on the screen. When the call ended you noticed another 8 miss calls all from Marcus too. Nick walked tensing up when he saw you stood with your arms folded. “what’s going on” you asked him, are first he tried to say nothing. “don’t lie to me you have that same look mum has when she’s trying to pretend everything is okay when its far from okay, and your ditching calls from Marcus” you say.

Nick hated you could read him like a book, sighing he sat down rubbing his face in his hands. “I went to that woman, I lied I said you had sent me to renegotiate the deal” he said. You looked at him shocked “you did what” you scream at him, you didn’t want to be dragged into this you had already made it clear. Nick looked at you “I’m sorry I could only get to see her by using your name she refused me at first, anyway I tried to get her to deal with me and not Marcus” he paused.

His whole body shook as the colour drained from his face. You sat next to your big brother putting your hand on his arm as a way of reassuring him it’s alright. “Peabody told me the deal with Marcus had changed, the drugs where free and future deals cut by half if he kills the delivery driver, she can’t do it herself something and he’s in her gang but she’ll look out for him of he kills some kid for him” he tells you sheer fear in his voice. You sigh not knowing what to think of it all “I’m not a killer y/n I can’t be there when this happens and I can’t talk Marcus out of it ether do I’ve quit and come back here” he finished. You didn’t know what to say you wished you knew who this woman was and even if you did how could you stop this. Nick probably had the best idea and the only advice you could have given him, stay out of it and don’t get involved.

Saturday morning you woke up thinking about what nick had said the night before. Fangs called asking you to meet him, you had spent most of the day with the serpent’s at the quarry, you fitted in with them making friends fast, even Toni was starting to warm to you.

As the sun started to set you all headed to the Whyte wyrm, “so sweet pea said he didn’t was to go with jughead and fp didn’t really want jug going so finally me and sweets get to work together” he told you sounding excited about tonight. He hadn’t told you exactly what the job was but you didn’t really ask ether.

Toni and jughead had asked you stay at the wyrm when fangs had to leave. You walked outside kissing fangs keeping hold of his jacket, “hey, lover boy come we got to go” sweet pea shouted. You and Fangs laughed the end of your kiss, finally letting him go to the car. You went back inside, you sat by the bar as Toni started her shift, after your exchange of words on Monday you had both started to get along better.

“Two beers please topaz” fp Jones said stood next to you. Looking at him out the corner of your eye you wasn’t sure what to do. You had met fp Jones a number of times, there was no way he wasn’t going to recognise you. “now what are you, of all people going on my bar” he said raising his eyebrows. You gave him a nervous smile “Hi Forsyth” you said calling him his real name, his stern face broke into a smile “hello y/n long time now see” he said happily. “you know each other?” Toni asked, handed him his drinks, he slid one to you “we do and I think it’s time we had a talk don’t you y/n” he said moving from the bar gesturing for you to follow.

***

Sweet pea and Fangs had crossed the bridge into greendale. Fangs looked out the window thinking Jughead was right this place was creepy, most of the street lights where broken, the place was deserted. There was also an uneasy tension in the air, something fangs couldn’t shake. They pulled up to an old warehouse, a guard outside waiting “were here to see” sweet pea looked down at the bit of paper in his hand, “Marcus” he said reading off the paper. The guy nodded letting them know they had the right place.

The boys took to work unloading the creates, the guard went to find his boss. The door opened the guard stood there telling them to go in. Fangs grabbed his create following sweet pea, once through the door it slammed behind them, the sound of it locking didn’t ease fangs gut feeling. Three men came out of a small office, Fangs watched as two of them went to the creates looking in them before nodding at Marcus. Fangs knew sweet pea felt the same way he did, he saw sweets jaw clench and fists tighten readying himself for a fight when the two men stayed stood behind them.

“there is two of you? I got told only one delivery driver was coming” Marcus said looking between the two serpent’s. Sweet pea took a step forward to speak but was cut off by Marcus. “so which one if you is Jughead Jones?” Marcus asked, sweet pea and Fangs looked at each other confused “he’s not here” sweet pea said. Fangs gripped the knife in his pocket tighter, something told him this wasn’t going to be a simple deal. Marcus took a step forward “I was told Jughead jones would be making this delivery now if you tell me which one of you is jughead the other can go” his voice laced with threat. “we’ve already told you nether of us are him” fangs said. Marcus sighed nodding at this two friends, then walked back to the office. Before fangs or sweet pea could do anything they were hit hard in the back of the head knocking them both out.

***

You looked at fp “I heard you was in Riverdale, didn’t think I’d see you in here though” he said, taking a sip from his bottle. You had always like fp, not in a crush like way but like him as a person he was always respectful (unlike some of your father’s old business colleagues) he was smart and a great leader. “yeah a few of my new school friends are serpent’s of yours” you say looking at Toni. She snarled you from behind the bar, you had lied to her and she knew it. You had said you didn’t know what serpent’s were. Now your old friends with the boss.

Fp’s face softened “I know it doesn’t mean much, but I’m sorry about your father kid, he was a great man” he said. Your shoulders sank at the mention of your father, automatically you a said thanks although you didn’t know what you was thanking him for. FP tried to change the subject with the only thing he could think of business. “I hear you quit your dad’s gang” he said looking surprised. “I wanted to be normal for a while before becoming a mob boss” you joked.

“well you would have made a great boss, I could have worked with you any day. Not that idiot cousin of yours” he said. You laughed, fp had always hated Marcus, said he was too arrogant and had no brains to back it up. “yeah deals with you would have been easy and fun” you answered. “it’s a shame your not taking over I’m sure your boyfriend would have been happy to see you tonight” fp said finishing his drink.

You didn’t understand at first “what do you mean my boyfriend would be happy to see me?” you asked. “Fogarty, he is your boyfriend right you two look more than close” he said giving you his famous eyebrows rise. “yeah he is, but what dose that have to do with business” you ask. “sweet pea and Fangs are going to Greendale to see Marcus, the snake charmer been doing the deals with him so I don’t have to” fp told you. “the snake charmer isn’t called penny Peabody by any chance” your words came out slow and full of fear.

Your mind raced, when fp nodded. The words nick had told you the night before ran clear like bells in your mind. ‘Marcus is working for Peabody, she wants him to kill the delivery boy’ “fangs” you say aloud jumping out your chair leaving fp confused. You ran to Toni who was outside on her break, panicked your breathing was erratic “Toni look I know you don’t like me or trust me but please this once trust me now, we need to get to Greendale now, there gonna kill them!” you say pulling her to her truck. “what’s going on y/n what happened with fp?” she asked. You looked at her “give me your keys I know the way and I’ll tell you it all in the car” you answer.

You were driving Toni’s truck at almost 120mph, way above the speed limit of both the road and what Toni’s old truck should probably go bit you didn’t care you needed to get to fangs. You told her all about nick and Marcus and who you really was, about their deal with penny. Half way there you told Toni to keep trying to call sweet pea and Fangs, she’d called them both ten times each but you told her to keep talking. “it’s all my fault if I’d taken the stupid fucking job this wouldn’t be happening, if I hadn’t told nick I didn’t want to be involved I could of stopped this two weeks ago” you rambling pushing your foot down on the accelerator.

Toni tried to tell you none of this was your fault and you was probably over reacting “look you my have dated Marcus for a whole of two weeks but you don’t know him or my fami……” you stop talking getting your phone out your pocket, using your hands free you make your own set of calls telling Toni to keep trying fangs and pea.

As you got close to the warehouse you told Toni to wait outside for you, you didn’t know what you was about to walk into and wanted to save her the sight of you was too late.

***

Sweet pea was woke by the sound of his phone ringing in his pocket. As the fog faded he noticed he couldn’t move his arms were tied behind his back and his feet tied together. He looked over his shoulder seeing fangs still passed out on the floor, also tied up. “fangs, hey fangs! Wake up, Fogarty!” sweet pea called trying to wake him. Slowly fangs started to come round, feeling a dull throb in his head. “what the hell?” he started to ask. Outside they could hear shouting, Marcus was saying something about this wasn’t part of the arrangement, who ever he was speaking to couldn’t be heard.

Marcus walked in ending a call putting the phone back in his pocket. Fangs noticed the look in his face anger and a hint of panic. He whispered something to another 2 men who entered the room. They guy had a knife in his hand cutting both fangs and sweet peas ropes, only on their legs. “get up” he said dragged sweet pea to his feet, sweets struggling and swearing at him. When Marcus went to grab fangs, Fangs headbutted Marcus making him stumble back.

“fuck” Marcus said holding his nose. He lifted up his gun “I didn’t want to kill you both but for that I think I’ll shot you first” Marcus said punching fangs. Sweet pea screaming and swearing, between all the shouting no one saw the door open, or you strut in.

“don’t you fucking dare, lay one more finger on them” you say, making everyone look in your direction. As you walked in closer your saw the blood coming from both sweet pea and Fangs, the sight made your heart shatter, you wanted to run over to him hug and hold him but you couldn’t show the emotion you felt in fear of breaking. “Marcus put the gun down, and you two untie them NOW!” you shouted pointing at the serpent’s.

At first no one moved, when Marcus saw the loyalty of his friends he smirked. “aw poor y/n thinks she’s in charge, not anymore you gave up that power” Marcus said stepping closer to you. “now I have a deal to finish, grab them” Marcus said lifting his gun up to sweet pea. The two men behind sweet pea and Fangs grabbed their shoulders but didn’t move yet.

You ran standing in front of the gun slowly backing up to fangs and pea, still using your body to block Marcus's shot. “I’m not going to let you do this, your going to start a war. These boys belong to Fp Jones, one of your fathers good friends might I add. You kill them you’ll start a war between friends and our oldest allies” you say making your posture taller and strong.

Marcus rolled his eyes “y/n get out of the way, this is nothing to do with you, I’ve called the snake charmer and she’s told me what needs to be done, no witness even if the wrong boys came tonight. They know too much she wants them gone” he said.

Your body shook with nerves, and Marcus could clearly see it, you knew he and everyone else in the room could see it. Your normal cool state was getting hard to keep. “the snake charmer doesn’t speak for the serpent’s” sweet pea said. The man holding pea hit him hard. You span on the spot anger filled your face “I said don’t fucking touch them, next time I’ll show you why I was handed this job in the first place” you ordered.

Fangs looked in fear as you took a step closer to Marcus, his mind raced with questions about why you were there, how you and Marcus seamed to know each other, where did this new side of you come from?. “I said put the gun down Marcus this is over”. Marcus laughed “really y/n, what happened to I’m not getting involved in family business!” he said.

Behind you sweet pea and Fangs gasped at Marcus words, your shoulders sank knowing your secret was out, even if you was going to tell fangs once this was over, you didn’t want him to find out like this. Fangs looked at you and sweet pea it was starting to make sense to him now, “your family?” fangs asked a frown on his face you sighed “he’s my cousin, I should of told you I was a mob leaders daughter but I didn’t want you to hate me” you told him.

Marcus looked and laughed “oh now isn’t this sweet y/n has herself a little serpent boyfriend, shames it’s not going to last long now, y/n move or I’ll just shoot you too” Marcus said. He wouldn’t dare shoot you but right now the threat came out his mouth anyway.

Fangs watched as Marcus pointed the gun at you. Although you had been stood in the way of sweet pea the whole time, Marcus moved it inches to show aiming. Fangs stepped forward to protect you best he could. Turning you put your hand on his chest to stop him “please baby let me sort this” you said to fangs, “please trust me” you mouthed to him so Marcus didn’t hear. You looked back at Marcus, you had a small flick knife in your pocket, sliding it out you looked at your cousin, hoping your uncle would stick to his word.

The silence was interrupted by the buzz of 3 mobile phones. Marcus looked confused as you your worried look changed into a confident grin “about bloody time” you say aloud full of sass, this was the message you’d been waiting for. Out the corner of your eye you could see the others take out their phones. “that will be the message telling you I’m back and taking over” you said. “now let them go this deal is over” you say to the two men holding your friends.

Like good soldiers the followed your commands and untied them. Your attention went to fangs as you hugged him tight. “I’m so sorry you got dragged into this” you say. Fangs didn’t hug you at first, something felt off before he wrapped his arm around you. Seeing sweet pea and the other two boys looking at you, you step out if fangs hold. “sweet pea, Toni is outside waiting, maybe go spear her the worry” you say then pointed at Marcus or now your henchmen “you two can load them creates back into their car” you order, everyone quickly goes off doing their tasks. You look at fangs who was still stirring at you in a my that made you feel nervous. He started to walk away to follow sweet pea.

Marcus smashed his phone off the wall, you all looked over at him. “no, you can’t do this, you can’t just come back whenever you want” he screams. You wasn’t sure what to do Marcus was angry “your not taking everything from me” he carried on saying “Marcus it’s done its the way it should be, I know your not happy but you know this is how it should be” you try to reason with him. “how it should be, what were you get everything and I have nothing” he said lifting his arm. “well for once your not getting everything, say goodbye to your boyfriend y/n”

Everything happened so fast for everyone. For fangs he heard Marcus words, looking back seeing his gun rise and y/n run in front of him, hearing the bang but not seeing what happened as they both fell to the floor. For Marcus all he saw was red, everything y/n had and wanted to destroy it. Y/n was already in front of him as he pulled the trigger, feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder seeing her flick knife buried in his skin. For you, it was like slow motion. You saw Marcus if his arm, knowing what he was going to do. Flicking out the blade in your sleeve you run to try and protect fangs. You felt the bullet hit your hip, but instant reaction your arm lunched forward stabbing Marcus in the shoulder, making him drop the gun.

Fangs screamed, seeing you drop to the floor. Marcus dropped to his knees to help you, he was in total fear over what he’d done. Fangs punched him “get away from her” she screamed before coming to your side. When Toni and sweet pea came running in Toni shouted she’d call an ambulance, both you and Marcus shouted no at the same time. The pain was unbearable, you felt dizzy as you try to stand. Fangs and sweet pea both held you, “take her to her mother she was the best doctor our gang had” Marcus said still shaken about what he’d done, he turned “I’m sorry y/n I should have listened to you from the start” he said before leaving with his friends.

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Almost back to Riverdale fangs sat in the back of Toni’s truck pressing his flannel onto your wound. Fangs looked at you, your eyes closed, you were barely breathing. The whole trip had been like this your adrenaline had worn off making you drift in and out of consciousness. “y/n, y/n” he said shaking you a little, your eyes opened but it’s hard to keep them like that. Fangs started talking to you to try and keep you awake as Toni spoke with your mother on the phone telling her what happened to you. “I know you took the job as my personal guardian Angel but seriously I don’t want you to die doing it” he said, making you laugh a little “I can’t die you get into trouble to much”. The movement sent pain firing through your body, you was really struggling to keep your focus on fangs.

Fangs laughed at Toni’s comment to yours, he turned to see if you was at least smiling and to tell you they’d past the trailer park not long left. He saw your head down your hand in his had gone limp. Panicked fangs screamed your name, Toni turned looking at you both, Driving faster still not happy about not going to the hospital.

Once they got to your house your mum and brother was waiting, to take you in. Your mother was in the kitchen with one of her trusted work colleagues doing her best to remove the bullet and stop the bleeding. She wasn’t a stranger to this job, patching up gang members who had been shot or stabbed but this was her first time working on one of her children, it was harder to keep cool and steady.

In the living room your brother grilled, Fangs sweet pea and Toni about what had happened. After they finished explaining how Marcus was told to kill them, y/n being in love with fangs wouldn’t allow him to do it, ending in Marcus shooting y/n. Nick grow more worked up as sweet pea told the story, Fangs hadn’t spoken or took his eyes from the kitchen door waiting for Mrs y/l/n to come out with news. Nick flew out the door, everyone guessing it was to see Marcus. Sweet pea got a call from fp Jones wanting to know what was going on, sweet pea filled him in a little before leaving to go the Whyte wyrm and sort out this penny situation.

Fangs and Toni sat in silence for what felt like forever. Fangs had lines down his face from his silent tears. He still had his blood soaked flannel in his shaking hands. “I was wrong about her” Toni said looking at him holding his arm to calm him. Fangs frowned his eyebrows “what do you mean?” he said. “I said she couldn’t be trusted, I said she’s hurt you, I even told sweets I didn’t believe she actually loved once” Toni said “but I was wrong, after seeing the worry and fear in her face when she thought you were hurt. Hearing her in the saying she didn’t know what she’d do if was dead. It was nothing but pure love for you fangs I was wrong she’s belongs with you” Toni said. Fangs smiled thanking her for telling him this although he wasn’t sure why, maybe to give him something happy to hold onto if she didn’t come out of that kitchen alive. “I love her too, I mean I knew I like her a lot but after hearing that gunshot and her drop to the floor, I don’t know how explain it. I knew I loved her more than anything and I was about to lose her” he answered.

Your mother came out fangs was right to his feet, she gave a teary smile. “she’s okay, she’ll be okay” she said reaching out hugging fangs. Toni left not long after, Fangs asked could he stay with you or at least at the house until you woke. Your mother agreed after asking for his help to get you to your bed. Fangs sat in a small wooden chair next to your bed all night, your mother had offered him food and a spear bed but he refused. It was around 4am when you started to wake, Fangs was asleep his head on your bed, his and in yours. Pulling your hand away woke him, Fangs jumped up looking around. “y/n your awake” he practically shouted. You shush him he smiles saying sorry.

Fangs gives you a small kiss, “I can’t believe you actually took a bullet for me” fangs says looking you deep in the eyes, a loving smile on his face. “isn’t that what guardian Angels are supposed to do” you joke trying to get up better wincing as you do. “please don’t do it again y/n” he says his face saddened. When you didn’t answer he looked at you “I mean it I thought I was going to loose you tonight” his voice raw with emotion. You pat the bed for him to get in with you, both cuddling up as best as the pain in your body with let you. “I couldn’t let you get hurt I love you too much” you say putting your head on his chest. Fangs smiled thinking back to what Toni had told him “I love you too y/n I really do”

Looking round the room you start to laugh to yourself. Fangs looks at you odd thinking maybe the pain medication your mother gave you hadn’t wore off “are you okay?” he asked. “this reminds me of the very first day we met only the other way around now I’m the one with the bandaged up hip” you smile at him, Fangs landed his head down capturing your lips with his “I knew then your were my angel and I was right” he smirks kissing you again. You spent the rest of the night talking until you feel asleep in each other’s arms thinking after tonight nothing could ever tear you apart.

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A new start, part 1

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Word Count: 1856

Warnings: Language and a little angst

A/N: This is set after the first Avengers movie, before the Winter Soldier. An actress experiences betrayal from someone she loves. This is the story of her finding a new start.

“I am headed out now. I promise I will meet you in Tennessee in a few days. You know how the studio gets if I am late. Love you babe.” Your boyfriend, David, quickly ended the call as you drove towards his Los Angeles home. The whole reason for the call was let him know you had to stop at his house to grab one of your dresses and the script for the movie you were starting in a week. You tried calling back but it went straight to voicemail.

“Ugh, fine. I will just grab the stuff and head to the airport.” You were running behind but you could not leave without the script. The producers would be pissed if they had to overnight you another copy right before you started filming. The ride to his house was thankfully short, as you seemed to have scooted around most of the midday traffic. When you pulled up you noticed his car was still in the driveway along with another one you did not recognize. A bad feeling started creeping up your spine but you pulled out the key to his house and let yourself inside. The first thing you heard was a female laugh coming from the kitchen. Your stomach dropped. As you entered, the kitchen you found a woman dressed only in what was probably one of David’s shirts with her legs wrapped around his hips, laughing as he kissed her neck. You stood there for a moment in utter shock staring at the pair, before you could actually make a sound.

“Umm yeah sorry. I think I came in at the wrong time.” David turned to look at you with horror all over his face. He dropped the woman on the counter and walked towards you with his hands out in front of him, as if to keep you from hitting him. It was then you saw he was only dressed in a pair of thin boxers.

“Oh my God, [Y/N]. What are you doing here? I thought you were headed to the airport. This isn’t..” You put your hand up stopping him.

“Don’t even try. This is exactly what it looks like, asshole. And I’m pretty sure she was on the cover of the last Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition.” The woman piped up from behind David.

“It was the Victoria’s Secret spring catalog.” You gave a short, fake laugh.

“Even better. A Victoria’s Secret model.” Rolling your eyes you turned around heading towards the stairs to his bedroom. He followed you, begging you to listen to any of the half-assed excuses he could think of. You pulled out a bag you kept there for your clothes, filling it with every item you could find that belonged to you. A few times, you had to step around her clothes that had been strewn about the room. After a few minutes of you ignoring him, he finally stopped trying to convince you otherwise of what he had done. He had pulled on a tee shirt and jeans before sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. As you finished packing the last of you things, you stopped to look at him, his back towards you. Up until that moment, you had been fueled on pure shock and adrenaline. Now looking at the man who you had spent the last year loving, your heart broke. The pressure in your chest leading to the tears that started falling down your cheeks.

“Goodbye, David. I hope you find what makes you happy. I know I am not it.” Half way down the stairs, he came running. You could hear the tears in his voice.

“[Y/N/N], please! I am so sorry. It was a huge mistake. Let’s talk this out. You mean so much to me. Please.” You sniffed at the tears that were still falling from your eyes. Shaking your head with a sad smile.

“This broke anything that was there of us. You went out of your way to lie and deceive. There isn’t a way back from that.” With the bag over your shoulder, you walked out the front door with David standing there watching you leave. The girl in his tee shirt forgotten for the moment.

As you drove away, you released the rest of the emotions that had been fighting to get out. Sobbing as you headed in the direction of the airport. You weren’t even sure you would make it on time, but at this point, you didn’t care. Everything inside you hurt and all you wanted was to crawl in bed to sleep for a few days. Or until some of the pain went away.

You did make it to the airport on time. The car was dropped off and you checked in for your flight. Not bothering to take off your sunglasses as you showed your ticket and identification. The ticket agent giving an oddly anxious look as she realized who you were. “Oh Miss [Y/L/N] right this way. We will make sure no one notices you.” With the help of TSA and the ticket agent, you were seated quickly onto the plane. You knew you must have looked awful with the red tear swollen eyes and no makeup. It did not matter. You just wanted to get back to the comfort and safety of home. The day needed to be over.

The days that followed only grew worse. After the first two days of crying, feeling sorry for yourself, and venting to your best friend, the press got wind of the breakup. Seems the model had a big mouth and told her story to anyone that would listen. She was proud of the fact that she had stolen away the popular actor from his actress girlfriend. David was being portrayed as a man whore, who broke your heart. Your publicist was going crazy because you refused to comment on any of it. The phone never seemed to stop ringing or alerting with texts messages. Your parents, your manager, friends, even David would not stop trying to call or text. David, you simply ignored every time, deleted all his texts without reading. Everyone else pretty much got a short dry answer that would have to do for the moment.

You weren’t ready for someone to knock on your front door. Though you should have known, it was coming. Your dad stood there in the doorway waiting for you to let him in. You hadn’t said a word, just standing there biting on your lower lip trying to keep the tears at bay. When he opened his arms, you lost it. You moved close and felt him envelop you just as he always had when you needed him. “Oh, daddy…”

“It’s okay, sugar. You are going to be just fine in a little while. You will find someone who is worthy of your time and your heart. I promise you.” He held onto you, as if his life depended on it. After the tears had finally stopped he pulled back to look down at you. “Better baby?” You nodded wiping the wetness from your cheeks. “Good, how about some coffee and we can talk?”

The two of you talked for a while. The whole sad story coming out. You father grumbled a bit through the worst parts of it, threatening to kill David and hide the body somewhere on his extensive property. You laughed for the first time in days, telling him it wasn’t worth the effort but you appreciated the sentiment. Before too long he left for home, which was only a half mile away around the pond. The rest of the week, you kept yourself busy with packing, working your lines and trying to keep your mind off everything that had happened. It was difficult, but you tried. You rode your horses and fed the goats. Took your truck for a ride through the mud a few times just to have a little fun. Kaley, your assistant and close friend came over several times for coffee and business, making sure the two of you did not fall into that hole of talking about certain people.

When the end of the week came and it was time to head to North Carolina for your new movie. You were still sad but you were no longer crying all day. The movie was set in the early 40’s during World War II and was about a couple who fall in love and are ultimately separated when he goes off to fight. You liked the part that the story was narrated by the couple’s granddaughter as she was reading the love letters sent between them during the war. Telling the stories of growing up together, falling in love, marrying against their parents’ wishes and bringing their son into the world. Right now, you thought the movie was exactly what you needed to help you get over David. There had been a last minute recast for the character of Thomas, your character’s love interest. The original actor had to drop because of a previous commitment. Your new costar was Chris Evans. Of course, the entire world knew who he was, but you had never personally met him. The hope was that he was going to be easy to work with and you wouldn’t have to stress making this movie.

You left the rented beach house early in the morning to make sure you were on set on time. This morning was costume fitting, and then meeting the hair and makeup staff to ensure the right styles and colors were used for your skin tone. A rather sweet and brightly styled woman was measuring your inseam when you heard a knock on the open trailer door. A male’s voice calling out, “Hope I’m in the right place. I was told this is where I needed to get my measurements done.” You turned to see short blond hair and bright blue eyes. He stopped short in the doorway once he saw you standing there with Marion at your feet. A wide beautiful smile crossed his lips. “Oh sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Marion looked up from the floor.

“You didn’t sweetie. Go over there and take a seat. Me and [Y/N] here are almost done.” Chris did not take a seat. He walked towards you will that smile firmly in place. He held his hand out to you as he spoke.

“I’m Chris, seems we are going to be falling in love here. I mean…Our characters are going to fall in love here. For the movie. Yeah the movie. Wow, I’m an asshole. I am sorry.” You shook his hand laughing. He was cute and goofy and he had made you laugh. Especially now that was welcome.

“I’m [Y/N]. It’s nice to meet you Chris. You aren’t an asshole. Everyone has times where their minds and mouths don’t talk to each other before something silly comes out.” He grinned though you thought you could see a blush on his cheeks.

“[Y/N], I think we are going to get along just fine.”

Part 2

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