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5, 12, and 44 😈 ILU

Did you used to get things as a child when you screamed? I’ll let you know right now that it’s not going to help you here.

You’re in a well? Is it more like the Buffalo Bill one or the Samara one?

This joke goes beyond practical and far into sadistic territory. 

This…got out of control so fast. Enjoy your 2.5k O:

Tony has to admit, this wasn’t how he saw his day going.

Things had been going just fine, business-as-usual; he had taken Peter Christmas shopping, which was no small affair. Normally, Tony wouldn’t be braving the veritable throngs of wailing children and exhausted parents just for a 20% deal on a pair of socks (seriously? 20% was the best they could do?), but when he’d said as much with an offhand quip about shopping online, Peter had regarded him more seriously than he’d anticipated.

“Christmas gifts need to come from the heart, Mr. Stark.”

How a blender you bought at Macy’s had more heart than a blender you bought online, Tony didn’t know (maybe it had something to do with the number of people you had to elbow out of the way?), but he also thinks it’s because Peter is insistent on spending his own money. Tony would much rather the kid use it to take his girlfriend out (he’d come back from the disaster of a trip with a girlfriend, and while it wasn’t quite worth the panic and terror of watching Spiderman take down a madman in a literal London blitz, Tony had to admit, Peter was being adorable about the whole thing).

Regardless, they’re perusing through the JCPenny perfume section (Tony told him not to buy MJ a fragrance, but did Peter listen? It looks like he might, though, because so far he hasn’t liked any of the scents, nose wrinkling more and more with each spritz) when everything goes to hell.

Peter cringes a full two seconds before the first explosion hits, tackling Tony out of the way as the storefront windows blow out. They land hard, skidding across the tile until Peter stops them by a clearance rack. The kid’s already up on one knee, and he makes eye contact with Tony for the briefest instant before he’s up and running for the dressing rooms.

“Kid - “ Tony starts, but Peter’s already gone. Spiderman swings out not three seconds later (was he wearing the suit under his clothes), launching himself into the mall proper.

Tony doesn’t have the suit. Tony doesn’t have the suit. He knew something like this was likely to happen eventually - he still has his watch, a few tricks on the new prosthetic arm he’s wearing - but his heart can’t take the kind of stress the Iron Man suit requires. It’s the first time he’s been caught in a situation like this since Thanos, and it’s panic-inducing, dizzyingly so - especially when Peter jumps right into action with no back-up.

Tony swallows down the tightness in his chest (no panic attack, not right now, chill the fuck out) and gets his feet under him, heading towards the chaos. People are running for cover, screaming - Santa bolts towards the FYE, beard flying off and landing somewhere on the floor behind him.

“Gobby, we talked about this!” Peter sails overhead, swinging around a column and trying to kick the Green Goblin off his glider. He aborts the move at the last second, while the Goblin swings at him with what looks like a sword. “Do you want to make the naughty list three years in a row?”

Gobby cackles in a way that makes the hair on Tony’s remaining arm stand up on end, gnashing his teeth, and he zooms after Peter, launching another handful of pumpkin bombs at the kid.

There’s a man throwing bombs at his kid.

“FRIDAY, get us some back-up here,” Tony instructs the AI through his watch, though he’s sure she’s already put in the necessary calls. It still doesn’t make it any easier, watching Peter dance and dodge out of the Goblin’s way (barely, barely, every time is a razor’s edge to pure disaster). Tony moves to help a few people up off the ground, keeping an eye on the fight the whole time - the atrium is nearly empty, thankfully, shoppers having dashed for the cover of the stores.

Another bomb goes off - this time, part of the ceiling goes with it. A sizeable chunk hits Peter as he’s trying to swing away from it, and sends him sprawling. It’s not enough to seriously hurt him (Tony doesn’t think), but it still makes his heart leap up into his throat. Either way, the second of distraction is all it takes for Goblin to end up on top of him.

“I’ve got you now, little spider,” Goblin snarls, one hand wrapped around Peter’s throat, and Tony sees red.

“Hey douchecanoe!” Tony yells, drawing attention to himself. The man’s head snaps up, crazed eyes zeroing in on Tony. “Yeah, I’m talking to you!”

“Mr. Stark - “ Peter starts with a cough, but Goblin is already laughing again - crazily, maddeningly, and Tony doesn’t even have enough time to react. Peter goes flying - Goblin throws him through the Urban Outfitters window in an ostentatious display of broken glass and hipster scarves - and the villain is on Tony in the next instant.

“Hello Mr. Stark,” Goblin giggles, grabbing him bodily and zooming upwards, towards the caved in part of the ceiling. “Fancy seeing you here!”

Tony tries to activate his watch so he can blast this asshole to kingdom come, but the Goblin’s fist comes down on his face, and Tony’s world is enveloped in swift darkness.

***

He wakes up to screaming.

“LET ME OUT! HEY! LET ME OUT!”

Tony groans and winces as he opens his eyes - at least it’s relatively dark, so he doesn’t have to worry about light fucking with his probably-a-concussion - but jesus, the screams are loud and panicked. Whoever it is doesn’t seem to have noticed Tony’s awake just yet, yelling upwards towards -

Huh. They’re in some kind of a hole, which looks to be too deep to climb out of. Great.

“Did you used to get things as a child when you screamed?” Tony grumbles, and the yells cut off abruptly as the person turns to look at him, startled. “I’ll let you know right now, that’s not going to help here.”

“You’re - holy shit, you’re Tony Stark.” His vision focuses in on his fellow prisoner - he looks like he’s Peter’s age, maybe, with thickset eyebrows and curly, dark hair. Tony pushes himself up into a sitting position, back to the (damp) wall, and he bites back another wince when he touches the tender spot on the back of his head, and his hand comes away bloody. Great.

“The one and only. And you are?” Tony glances down at his watch, which is still on his wrist. Goblin, what a dumbfuck - or probably just overly cocky, the prick. He pulls up the hologram and starts executing commands to find out where he is, and to alert the appropriate people.

“Flash, uh, sir. Flash Thompson.” Flash stutters, and Tony spares a second to look at him dubiously (what? Comedic timing waits for no Goblin-related-emergency.)

“Seriously?” Flash nods, eyes wide, and Tony frowns. The name is a) stupid, but b) sounds oddly familiar. His attention is diverted by a chirp from his watch - a location lock, distress signal sent. They’ll be out of here in no time at all. “Well…citizen, no need to worry. Help is on the - Christ.”

There’s an incoming call from SPIDERMAN flashing on the watch’s projection, and Tony pulls it up, careful to hit audio only. “Talk to me, kid.”

“Mr. Stark!” Peter’s relief pitches his voice high, almost a little shrill, coming through the speakers, and Tony dials it down a notch on the volume. “Oh my God, you’re alive!”

“Thought you could get rid of me that easily? I’m disappointed, I thought I taught you better than that.” Tony barely resists the urge to smile when that comment gets a relieved laugh out of Peter, which echoes against the walls of their pit. He’s too aware of his audience, though - Flash, staring at him from the corner - so he tries not to let the worry seep through too much. “Are you okay?”  

“Me? I’m fine,” Peter rushes out, as if the last time Tony saw him, he hadn’t had Goblin’s fingers wrapped around his neck in a chokehold. “Are you okay? He turned on his cloaking tech before I could get after you.”

“I’m fine.” Peter made a skeptical noise at the back of his throat, and Tony bit his tongue to stop from bantering with him - one dubious look at Flash kept it under wraps (the kid wasn’t even trying to hide his blatant interest). “You’ve got my location lock?”

“Yeah, I’m on my way.” Tony opened his mouth to protest, but even without seeing him, Peter must have known what he was going to say because he hurried to continue. “Falcon is en route, but I’m closer.”

“Just be careful,” Tony grumbles to himself, concealing a wince when he rubs at the back of his head. “Could be a trap. He’s got us in a well.”

“Sorry,” Tony can hear the shit-eating grin in Peter’s voice and he closes his eyes so he doesn’t roll them up to the heavens. “Did you just say you’re in a well?”

“Yes I did, and I’d very much appreciate it if I wasn’t anymore.” It’s the closest Tony can get to threatening; Flash looks like he’s about to wet himself with excitement, and the starstruck novelty is beginning to wear off.

“Is it more like the Buffalo Bill well or the Samara well?” Yet again, Tony has to bite his tongue before he can ask what the hell are you doing watching Silence of the Lambs, you’re eleven. All of this holding back is just stockpiling for later. “It rubs the lotion on it’s skin - ”

“Is that Spiderman?” Flash whispers, way too loudly, inching closer. Tony fixes him with his second most intimidating stare, but the kid must be brave (or just stupid), because he’s insistent. “I’m his number one fan.”

“Mr. Stark? Is there someone there with you?”

“Yeah, Gobby’s got a kid here - why are you here, anyway?” A detail he skipped over before, but what is Flash to the Green Goblin? Flash puffs out his chest, looking far too proud.

“I’m Spiderman’s biggest fan! Spiderman - I’m your biggest fan!”

“Yeah, I got that part.” Peter sounds confused, and Tony’s kind of starting to wish he hadn’t woken up. Unconsciousness is pretty blissful, turns out. “Maybe Gobby got jealous. He’s always wanted to be president of my fanclub.”

“You have a fanclub?” Flash says - no, demands - in a way that suggests ‘Spiderman Fan Club’ will be the first thing he Googles as soon as they’re out of this hole. Tony pinches the bridge of his nose - this joke has moved swiftly beyond ‘practical’ and is making a play as far into ‘sadistic’ as possible. Then again, what was Tony expecting from a shopping trip with Peter?

“Shit.” Peter says, half a second before an explosion ends their phone call. Tony doesn’t even have time to react, because the reverberations from said explosion shake the entire well (hole? pit?), and Flash starts screaming again.

“HELP, SOMEBODY HELP! SPIDERMAN HELP ME!”

Flash gets his wish - a web comes out of nowhere and latches onto Flash’s shirt, and the kid is gone before Tony can blink. He starts to stand up, words already forming. “Don’t you dare - “

“Yoink!” Tony’s flying upwards before he can finish the sentence, which he leaves half-formed somewhere at the bottom of the stupid well (along with his stomach). Tony grabs on for dear life, and Peter catches him around the waist, hoisting him under one arm.

“I hate that you said ‘yoink’ out loud. Absolutely disgusting.” Tony feels his stomach swoop as Peter swings them over a mountain of debris and out an opening Tony is very sure they won’t fit through - but somehow, they manage. “Where’s our friend?”

“Who, Flash?” Peter doesn’t sound winded at all, even though they’re booking it down the street, arcing into the next side street. “I tossed him to Falcon.”

“You know that kid?” Suddenly, it clicks. “Wait, that was the shithead whose been giving you a hard time?”

“Aw, man.” Peter groans, torquing them in another direction. “I never should have introduced you to Ned.”

“What - Peter! I wasn’t even - I wanted to know where the Goblin was!”

An explosion that is far too close for comfort answers that question for him, and Peter lets out a yelp as they execute a nausea-inducing maneuver to dodge out of Gobby’s way. Tony hears the high-pitched laughter behind them, and Peter switches Tony to his other arm as he tries to get away.

“I have had enough of this chucklefuck,” Tony growls, and he’s serious. Between the Midtown housewives elbowing them out of the way of the sale racks and Goblin dropping him in the bottom of a well, he’s fed up with today. “Peter. Throw me at him.”

“What?” Goblin throws another pumpkin bomb, and Tony can’t even feel whether or not it singes over how angry he is. “What do you mean throw you at him?”

“I meant what I said, and I said what I meant.” Tony clenches and unclenches his metal fist; he might not be Iron Man anymore, but he’s not dead.

“An elephant’s faithful, one hundred percent.” Peter finishes with a snicker, because of course Tony couldn’t sneak anything by him. “You just want me to chuck you?”

“With a little more precision, yeah. Throw me at him, and when I get him off that knockoff hoverboard, catch me.” Peter only hesitates a half a second before he nods, directing them into a wide arc as he swings back around to face the Goblin. Goblin is behind them, swerving jerkily in the air, in all his teeth-gnashing glory, and Tony curls his hand into a fist.

“One, two - “ Peter throws him on three, and Tony has the satisfaction of watching Goblin’s eyes widen in surprise for the briefest instant - because who would suspect Tony using himself as a projectile, truly? He tries to swerve out of the way, but Tony grabs the end of his hoverboard and yanks, throwing him off balance.

Goblin snarls, blade extending so he can jab down at Tony with it, but it’s too late. Tony lets an electrical charge loose from his prosthesis, shutting the glider down and tasing the fuck out of the Goblin. He buckles, and the glider starts to crash - Tony bails, letting go and free-falling towards the concrete at an alarming speed.

But then there’s the familiar yank of webbing attaching to his shirt, and in the fight against gravity, Peter wins. He changes Tony’s momentum, swinging him upwards like he’s trying to do goddamn yo-yo trick.

“Next year,” Tony wraps an exhausted arm over the kid’s shoulders as Peter tucks him under his arm like a football. He’s still wired from the adrenaline, muscles trembling slightly. “Everybody you know is getting gift cards.”

“Who doesn’t enjoy a good holiday rush?” Peter says, and Tony can hear the smirk in his voice. “It’s the thought that counts.”

“Gift cards, Peter. Gift cards.”

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[madasthesea]

4, 8, 12, 17, 33, 35, 37, 44, 50

I just answered 4 and 8!

12) Who is your favourite character to write for? Why? I like writing Peter but from other people's perspective. Does that count?

17) Post a line from a WIP that you’re working on. He tightened his grip around Peter’s hand, moved his thumb over the detonator button.

33) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten? When people tell me that they think about my story, or a line I wrote, even after they’ve read it

35) Do you share your story ideas with anyone else or do you keep them close to your chest? I ask @the-reverse-mermaid for help a lot, like whether my idea would work or how I should finish something

37) What’s the funniest story you’ve written? Definitely “Nothing like a fresh cup of humiliation in the morning.” I don’t usually write humor

44) What is the last line you wrote?“It’s fine, Mr. Stark,” Peter assured him. “Everything’sgoing to be fine. Strange is going to fix the curse and until then, you have a superheroas your personal bodyguard.” (This might get abandoned, so don’t get your hopes up ;))

50) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why? Fluff. I just can’t handle stories that have no chance of a hopeful or comforting ending.

#answered #karategirl448

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karategirl448 replied to your post “…. .. …guess who’s going to st. augustine next month :o)”

DOOOOO YOU ACTUALLY LOVE ME

I LOVE YOU!!

#karategirl448 #i wanted to find a cute gif but these stupid hipster aesthetic gifs all come up for 'i love you' and they make me laugh lol

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Another overdue tag thing!

f tagged by @realsashafierce

rules: pick one and tag 10 people

glossy or matte? matte

denim or leather? depends

favourite flower? peonies

pearls or gemstones? gemstones

favourite scent? lavendar

barefoot or heels? barefoot

bath bombs or shower gel? shower gel

eye colour? hazel

favourite emoji? 👻 

body glitter or body shimmer? I don’t totally understand the difference? 

prada or miu miu? I don’t really have a preference. I own nothing by either of them, except my first pair of glasses in high school were Prada.

fireworks or lightning? lightning

hiking or swimming? swimming, but i enjoy hiking too

night in or night out? night in. I’m a homebody

tagging: @sweetpucks @sovietghoststories @lollisafari @athenacarmengreen @official-spidey @bi-capricorn @karategirl448 @defnotashieldagent @wecanputabirdonit @frostysunflowers

#tag game #ask away #personal

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Tagged by @playstationstartupnoise ❤❤!

nicknames: CC is usually an online nickname but besides that I really don’t have any

zodiac sign: Gemini!

height: ...5′6″ ?

hogwarts house: I believe I got Ravenclaw on a quiz 

last thing i googled: “Pokemon Colosseum final boss” cause I beat the game last night

fave musicians: Joe Hisaishi, Koji Kondo, Michael Giacchino, Rolling Stones, Nobuo Uematsu, Toby Fox, David Brubeck, Frank Sinatra, Sound Horizon, Florence + the Machine (and so many more I can’t think of)

song stuck in your head: Dark Night by Eve 

following: 894

followers: 483

do you get asks: Once in awhile!

amount of sleep: 8!! 

lucky number: 6!

what are you wearing: A hello kitty PJ shirt

dream job: I just want a job where I’m able to create something.

dream trip: Japan probably.

instruments: I used to play the flute! Hoping to learn a new one in the future

languages: English, and semi-proficient in Spanish and ASL (I feel you @playstationstartupnoise I need to practice)

favorite songs: (I know these aren’t all songs but just humor me) Bamboo Island (Takeshi Hama from Skyward Sword), Guts (from Berserk),  見せかけのラブソン (by indigo la End), Trigger (by Yuuki Ozaki), Miss You (Rolling Stones), Jump up Super Star, Melodies of Life (both the english and japanese), and many more

random fact: I’m very big into birds and currently own a cockatiel 

aesthetic: room full of house plants, warm yellow lighting, color coordinated desk supplies, nicely folded laundry, cup of tea on a comfortable chair, white lights dangling from every corner, gamecube on an old tv in a pillow fort. 

Tagging: @stardustparker, @ultranerdfilms, @arsenicpanda, @sheriff-snikety-snake, @kanzakinao, @satelliteinasupernova, @karategirl448, and anyone who wants to join!

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Eyewitness’s James Paxton Birthday Book!

Calling all Eyewitness Fans !!

Hi guys - exciting news! Me and Allie ( @karategirl448 ) are organizing an awesome birthday book for the lovely James Paxton !!! So, if you want to send a birthday wish (letter or any other form of artwork) email them to us @ [email protected] by January 31, 2018!

This book will be sent directly to James so hurry up and get creative! Want proof? Here’s a snapshot of confirmation when Tyler received his birthday book!

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me!

- Tatiana

#eyewitness #James Paxton #eyewitnessnews #tyler young #birthday #tv series #Lukas Waldenbeck #philkas

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Ilu i’m so proud of you you complete me same brain etc etc you’re the best, NUMBER 47 “Of course it’s not your fault, it never is.”

SAME BRAIN SAME BRAIN !!

“Of course it’s not your fault, it never is.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry - “

Peter looked like he was well on his way to hyperventilating, the scrapes and bruises still not fully healed from his battle with Mysterio. Tony watched him pace, back and forth, wearing a hole in the carpet, until he just couldn’t anymore. Tony wheeled forward, knocking right into Peter’s knees. The boy yelped, more indignant than hurt, and broke his spiral to shoot Tony a look of confusion. “What was that for?”

“Calm down.” Peter blinked at him with watery eyes, the tears he was barely holding at bay brewing there. Tony smiled sadly, beckoning Peter closer with one hand, the other a phantom at his side. “Oh, Pete. Come here.”

Peter stumbled forward, sinking to his knees next to Tony’s chair. Tony took Peter’s hands in his, squeezing them tightly. “It’s not your fault. You know that, don’t you?”

“Isn’t it? I gave him EDITH, I’m an idiot, I trusted him, and for what? London is literally in ruins and for what? Because I was scared? Because you handed me responsibility and I was too much of a chickenshit - “

“Fury gave you those glasses without my permission!” Tony cut Peter off sharply; he was in a wheelchair, sure, but his tongue was still quick. He squeezed Peter’s hands again, reassuring. “He had them for safekeeping, but you weren’t ready. And that’s okay, Pete, that’s his mistake.”

“The world needs the next Iron Man,” Peter quoted wryly, looking absolutely miserable, and Tony shook his head.

“No, it doesn’t. The world needs you. We need you to be you, kid.” Peter deflated, ducking his head against Tony’s legs, and Tony let his thumb rub a gentle circle into the back of Peter’s hand. “It’s not your fault.”

“It’s not?” Peter muttered quietly, breathlessly, like he wasn’t 100% sure the answer was yes. Tony’s heart ached - would this kid ever catch a break? Tony released Peter’s hands to move his hand up into the kid’s hair, smoothing through the tangled curls. He freed up a matted section of hair, dried blood flaking onto his blanket.

“Of course not, Pete. Of course it’s not your fault.” Peter tilted his head to look up at him, tears spilling over now, and Tony stared back at him, firm. “It never is. Okay?”

“Okay,” Peter sniffed, sighing against Tony’s knee. Tony just petted slowly through his hair, trying to maintain a sense of calm when his fingers found another bloody patch.

“I’ve got you, kid.”

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reluming replied to your photoset “Heading to Florida again next week for Thanksgiving, so I’m taking the...”

i love every single one of these outfits and you look GREAT

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I love my wife

i love you both!!!!!

i’ve been fond of my style recently but i might have just made my first fashion faux pax, i bought green pants :|||||||| will probably post selfies if they aren’t terrible

#reluming #karategirl448

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Your gifs are so so so amazing, truly. I've already said this to you on twitter and on here but they're just so damn good I had to say it again. Thank you for always noticing the little moments. I know the finale is gonna be Something Else in terms of Philkas and I'm so happy we can count on you to bring it to us in beautifully colored gif form :)

i really needed that msssage this morning. thank you so much. coz i feel like i go completely unnoticed in this fandom and it sucks because i’ve always LOVED photoshop and making gifs and eyewitness has consumed my soul so making gifs of it makes my day but i just really appreciate your message so thank you so much!!!❤️❤️

#once again thank you so much coz i really needed that this morning thank you #karategirl448

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I was tagged by my sweetheart @heartfulloffandoms Thank you my love :)

Rules: Answer 10 Questions, Tag 10 People.

The Last Movie You Watched: Desierto The Last Song You Listened To: Ae Dil Hai Mushkil  The Last Show You Watched: Berlin Station The Last Book You Read: Jane Eyre The Last Thing You Ate: Indomie If You Could Be Anywhere Right Now, Where Would You Be: Maldives Where Would You Time Travel To: I prefer present time too :) Fictional Character You Would Hang Out With For The Day: Dean Winchester Time Right Now: 5:54am

I tag @demberly @karategirl448 @garysoldman

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This is iron_spider on main, lmao. For the fanfic ask meme! E for ‘the world is not kind’ H, K, L, M, T, V, Z

asdfghjkl oh boy hellooo!!

E (the world is not kind): I think the only interesting sequel would be a companion piece from Peter or Ben’s point of view, as opposed to a continuation (because.....the MCU really loses traction for me after Endgame, and right now I still need to figure out what an FFH fix-it looks like!). But Ben’s POV in particular could be interesting because I really enjoyed exploring him-as-a-character from the outside, i.e., Tony’s perspective, but exploring Tony from Ben’s perspective might be cool. Getting a glimpse into his mind (and May’s, to an extent, because I probably wouldn’t be able to stop myself from exploring their similarities and differences) and what he takes from Peter being Spiderman and Tony stepping into Peter’s life.

H: bold of you to presume i have a writing style xD I think I usually try to find a specific character’s voice and POV to tell the story from. I’ve found that trying to write group pieces without one character as the ‘main’ just ends up turning into a formless mess, for me as a writer. It’s much easier for me to say, ‘well how would X see this happening? What would they notice about it? What would they connect it to, in their own life?’ than to try and be totally omniscient. I do break this often, however, to add authorial asides (it happens a lot in the world is not kind, because I added in details of things that weren’t actually happening in the scene). But I feel like that takes on more of a neutral narrator quality. Last but not least, I feel like sometimes I end up adding too much detail, but half the time I consider deleting it and then think, eh, even if no one else likes it, I think it’s interesting, and leave it in.

K: HMM tough to say. I think it would have to be either of these two ideas:

AU where Tony and Peter don’t meet in a cozy Queens apartment; they meet in the bowels of the Vault, a place for the lockdown of Hydra’s most valuable assets. Peter gets kidnapped by Hydra when they find out about his powers and Tony gets snatched sometime between Avengers and AOU. Lots of torture and surviving together, and Tony taking over the Yinsen role. (I have like 5k of this written in my drafts buuuut)

OR

A one-shot where Peter’s 35 when he bites the dust, which is longer than he’d thought he’d make it, if he’s being honest. He meets Tony in the afterlife, and they have an emotional talk where they’re equals (Peter has been training the Young Avengers with Miles and Kate, etc, and he knows now what Tony had to go through with him), before Tony leads Peter to the Beyond.

L: I was actually surprised to find that my non!powered-Peter-as-a-nurse AU was so uncommon, but apparently. I also think Source-Powered is an incredibly underrated AU in the MCU fandom (another thing I have like....3k words written on that will likely never see the light of day). Really dig the weird niche AU’s like climbed-in-the-wrong-window-at-3AM-and-you-hit-me-with-a-baseball-bat or a personal favorite, you’re-my-upstairs-neighbor-who-walks-super-loud-and-i-keep-banging-on-the-ceiling-but-one-day-i’ve-had-enough-so-i-go-upstairs-to-yell-at-you-and-turns-out-you’re-deaf.

Or a good Chef’s Competition AU, c’mon, Iron Chef??? Peter as the chef prodigy?? How amazing would that be.

M: I’ve got about four fics that I seriously need to write because they’re already planned out, but one of them is a Pepper-Tony relationship introspection in the same style as the world is not kind, where we look at them through the years. I dunno I was listening to Elton John and I got really soft for these two.

T: Thor being portrayed without the intelligence he has beneath the veneer. I think this was more of an issue before Ragnarok, since the movies were such a shitshow for his character - Ragnarok gave writers something concrete to build off of, but before that I feel like we clung to the pop tarts joke collectively as a fandom, and most people just either wrote him out, or wrote him as a pop-culture illiterate oaf.

V: Harry Osborn. I really really love Harry (blame @razor-bats, it’s entirely her fault), but with this new MCU wave I think people don’t use him as much or relegate him to the bad guy (partially a leftover TASM influence, since they fucked over Dane DeHaan’s portrayal so hard with that one). I think there’s more than enough room for both him and Ned, and I’d love to see what potential he could have with Holland’s Peter Parker.

Z: I’m so guilty, I read/write all of it. Most of the time it isn’t permanent though! I like angst with a happy ending. Funnily enough, the one character I don’t like dying is Aunt May. I feel like most of the time when she dies in a fic, it’s a means to achieve an end - and most of the time that end is Peter becoming an Avenger, or getting adopted by Tony. As though May’s an obstacle to overcome, and not the one person in the world that means more than anything to Peter. If you’re going to kill May in a fic where Peter’s already lost Ben, you better have a damn good reason (I’ve yet to see one).

#ask meme #asdfgjk thank you for asking me these!! #this was fun omg #i speaketh #thwippity thwip #fanfic #writing #ask #karategirl448 #iron--spider #ily #the world is not kind

[vowel-in-thug]

I WILL NEVER FORGET FLINT AND MADI FLANKING SILVER LIKE BIRD WINGS

hahaha i knew you were gonna say this because i remember thinking i had done something wrong, you comin at me YELLIN about this line klgfdghlkfdghjfdg it’s definitely one of those lines i plan to reuse should a similar situation ever come up in a work i want to publish for money. 

so if in ten years any of y’all are reading a new book  and you see a line that makes you go “hey that reminds me of that gay pirate porno i read, the first year of our nuclear holocaust” double-check the author name :)

#this was in one of the post 4x3 fics i wrote #the second one i think #where all they do is nap basically #i'm pretty sure the number of fics i've written where they just nap is larger than the fics where they bone #i mean there's some overlap but sleeping features pretty heavily in everything that i do #because i'm tired #karategirl448

[mancandykings]

Matthew McConaughey for Icon Magazine 2015 by Mark Seliger

#Matthew McConaughey #mcconaugheyedit #dailymcconaughey #karategirl448 #marvelized #* #edit #constance

[cagedinheaven777]

I'm thinking Ray survived because that gun was only rock salt or something like that. My own personal theory!

I think so too because otherwise that second shot would’ve definately killed him. An absolutely meaningless death though and also it seems to me that Pizzolatto favors Ray, so I was confident he wouldn’t do such a thing to him. All he wanted was to scare us and, well, that he did :D

Now the question is why this raven-headed guy used rock salt and can he somehow be involved with Frank who gave Ray the address. And if so, does it also mean that Frank might be involved in Casper’s death….Also I’m very curious what exactly is this mysterious conspiracy between Ray and Frank ^__^ 

#karategirl448 #true detective california #ask #spoilers

[rustincohleruinedmylife]

karategirl448

At the actual premiere, it got a two minute standing ovation and people were crying. Many of them went up to Matthew to compliment him. Don't worry about the fratboy critic losers :)

* writes down the term “fratboy critic loser” for further use *

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[suitfer]

If you were to put that Cooper art on a t-shirt on like redbubble or society6 or something I would absolutely buy it :)

whoa thanks, that's a really cool idea especially for that drawing!! i'll look into making an account on society 6

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