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aberrant-winter · 2 years

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WHITELIST

Current Hyperfixation: The Collector (Owl House)

[Will be changed many times]

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Characters:

Bold: Absolute favorites

Kaijus(Godzilla): Shin Godzilla,Heisei Burning Godzilla,Millenium Godzilla,Gigan, Kiryu, Mechagodzilla 2021, Destoroyah,Gorosaurus,Heisei King Ghidorah,Kaizer Ghidorah,Skull Crawler,Titanosaurus,Methuselah,

Mecha Ghidorah.

Kaijus(Gamera): Gamera,Zedus.

Jurassic World/Park: Spinosaurus, Indominus Rex, Indoraptor, Giganotosaurus, Echo.

Kirby: King Dedede,Kirby,Meta Knight,Galacta Knight,Morpho Knight,Magolor,Shadow Dedede,Landia,Grand Doomer,Sphere Doomer,Galboros,Kibble Blade,Dark Matter Swordsman.

Super Mario/Paper Mario: Bowser,Dry Bowser,Dark Bowser,Midbus,Dry Bones,King Bob-Omb,Chill Bully, King Boo(Luigi's Mansion),Meowser,Black Paint Bowser,Doppliss,Sir Grodus,Mimi,Count Bleck,Rookie & Popple,Bonechill,Boshi,Dino Piranha,Gobblegut,Megaleg,Ruined Dragon,Chain Chomp,Bouldergeist,Prince Bully,Hisstocrat,Polluted Piranha,Petey Piranha.

Metroid:Ridley, Mecha Ridley

Star Fox: Wolf O'Donnell,Falco Lombardi.

Fnaf: Withered Bonnie,Golden Freddy, Montgomery Gator,Nightmare Foxy, Nightmare Chica,Jack-o Chica,Jack-o Bonnie, Twisted Wolf,Ignited Bonnie,Ignited Foxy,Creation,Lefty,Ennard,Molten Freddy,Springtrap,Phantom Freddy,Phantom Foxy,Moondrop/Sundrop,Shadow Freddy.

Undertale/Deltarune:Sans, Frisk,Kris,Chara,Berdly,Burgerpants,Greater dog,Lesser dog,Doggo,Snowdrake,Endogeny,Undyne,Asgore Dreemurr,Grillby,Omega Flowey,Asriel Dreemurr,Chaos King,Jevil,Ralsei,Susie,W.D.Gaster.

Madness Combact: Hank.J.Wimbleton,Tricky,The Auditor,ATP Engineer,Mag Agent V2.

Undertale AUs:Error!Sans,Ganz!Sans,Fatal Error!Sans,Abyss!Sans,Underswap Sans,Underswap Papyrus,Underfell Sans, Underfell Papyrus,Nightmare!Sans,Dream!Sans,Outertale Sans,GenocideSwap!Sans,Aftertale!Sans,X Sans(Cross),X Gaster,X Chara,Quantumtale!Sans,Underfell Asgore,Hardtale Asgore,Hardtale Sans,Color!Sans, X Alphys,Storyshift Chara,Storyshift Asriel,Core!Frisk,Altertale Sans,Altertale Flowey,Storyshift Sans,Bird!Sans.

Tf2:Pyro,Merasmus,Soldier,Medic.

Tekken:Alex,Ancient Ogre,King, Armor King,Gigas, Yoshimitsu,Kuma.

Demon Slayer:Inosuke Hashibira,Tanjiro Kamado,Rengoku Kyojuro,,Obanai Iguro,Shinobu Kocho,Nezuko Kamado,Sabito.

Minecraft:Creeper,Enderman,Ender Dragon,Warden,Iron Golem,Ravager,Wither,Skeleton,Wither Skeleton,Stray.

Fnf:Hex,Whitty,Agoti,Tabi (i only like these, the game itself has a lot of explicit shit.. the fandom is even worse bruh)

Fairy tail:Natsu Dragneel,Lucy Heartfilia,Erza Scarlet,Happy,Gajeel Redfox,Panther Lily,Juvia Lockser,Mystogan,Lector,Erik,Capricorn,Guttman Kubrick,Simon,Kama,Irene Belserion,Igneel,Acnologia,Skiadrum ,Atlas Flame,Animus,Selene,Ignia,Deliora, Salberay,Bloodman,Skullion Raider,Tauros,Pyxis,

Black Clover:Asta,Mereoleona Vermillion,Salamander,Yami Sukehiro,Zora Ideale,Luck Voltia,Vetto,Liebe,

Ninjago:Pythor.P.Chumsworth,Zane,

Skales,Skalidor,Fangtom,Acidicus,

Clancee,Lord Garmadonn,Mr.E,The Crystal king, The Overlord,Vengestone Warriors,Boreal,The Great Devourer.

Lego Chima:Cragger,Crug,Eris,Foltrax, Rawzom,Scorn,Sir Fangar,Sykor,Vardy,VoomVoom.

Steven Universe:Steven,Lion,Garnet,Amethyst Alexandrite,Obsidian,The Cluster,Biggs[Corrupted],Cookie Cat,Peridot,Dogcopter,Jasper,Lapis Lazuli,Malachite,Centipeetle,Steven[Corrupted],Spinel.

Star Wars:Darth Vader,Stormtrooper, Captain Phasma,Death Trooper, Range Trooper,Kylo Ren,Boba Fett, General Grievous.

Mlp:Spike,Ember,Thorax,Gallus,

Smolder,Changeling(Original),Queen Chrysalis,King Sombra,Lord Tirek,Grogar,Discord,Iron Will, Shadow Pony,Timberwolves,

Miracolous:Dragonbug,Fang,Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko,Longg,Mei Shi, Chat Noir,Chat Blanc,Viperion,Caprikid,Plagg,

Multimouse,Sass,Hawkmoth (his other costumes look like absolute crap),Mayura,Frightningale,Queen Wasp,Weredad,Silencer,Princess Justice,YanLuoShi,Truth,Qilin, Strike Back.

Marvel/DC: Venom,Carnage,Ghost Rider, Killer Croc, Lizard, Cat Woman, Dex-Starr, Krypto, Streaky, Ace, Larfleeze,Raven,Killer Moth, Slade Wilson, Trigon.

TMNT 2012:The Shredder, Splinter, Donatello,Donbot, Triceratons, Bebop & Rocksteady, Rahzar,Fishface, Leatherhead,Tokka, Slash, Mondo Gecko, April O'Neil,Kraang.

Pokémon:Feraligatr,Rayquaza,Aggron,

Mega Charizard X,Kyrem,Zekrom,Zygarde(100 and 60%),

Yveltal,Chandelure,Krookodile,

Haunter,Garchomp,Guzzlorr,Fuecoco,

Zamazenta,(Shiny)Tyrantrum,Magnezone,Houndoom,Arbok,Venonat,Articuno,Ho-oh,Onix, Chatot,Salamence,Regice,Druddigon, Silvally,Type: Null.

Noragami: Bishamonten, Yato, Yukine, Iki Hyori

Fire Force:Benimaru Shinmon, Joker, Maki Oze, Shinra Kusakabe,Takehisa Hinawa,Tamaki Kotatsu.

Edens Zero:Shiki Granbell, Elsie Crimson,Happy, Hermit Mio,Rebecca Bluegarden, Seth Anderson, Sister Ivry, Ziggy, Witch Regret.

Assassination Classroom: korosensei, Nagisa Shiota, Karma Akabane, Kayano Kaede, Itona

Mha: Principal Nezu,Thirteen,Hound dog, Ectoplasm,Power Loader, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido,Ochaco Uraraka, Eijirou Kirishima,Koji Koda, Kyoka Jiro, Fumikage Tokoyami, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya,Itsuka Kendo, Jurota Shishida, Manga Fukidashi, Juzo Honenuki, Kojiro Bondo, Tamaki Amajiki, Nagamasa Mora, Tamashiro, Wash, Ryukyu, Gang Orca, Shishido, Fat Gum, Centipeder, Backdraft, Gunhead, Selkie, Elecplant, Godzillo,Takahiro, Death Arms, Gyges, Daigoro, Chimera, Leviathan, Kurogiri, U.s.j Nomu, Chomper, Twice, Spinner, Geten, Shin Nemoto, Kendo Rappa, Rikiya Katsukame

Hunter x Hunter: Kanzai,Kurapika, Leorio, Gon Freecss, Killua Zoldyck, Biscuit Krueger, Tsezguerra, Kite, Kiriko, Monta Yuras, Alluka Zoldyck, Gotoh, Mike, Gido, Shalnak, Nobunaga Hazama, Phinks Magcub, Blobster, Meruem, Neferpitou, Menthuthuyoupi, Welfin, Peggy, Leol, Ikalgo,

Dorohedoro: Kaiman, Shin, Aikawa, 13, Chidaruma, Jonson, Tanba

TOH: The Collector, Hunter, King Clawthorne, Eda Clawthorne, Luz Noceda, Belos/Philip, Papa Titan, Willow, Kikimora,

Adventure Time: Finn, Jake, The lich king, Gunter, Me-mow, Fern, Golb, Ice King, Cosmic Owl, Death, New Death,

(I might add more characters in the future)

Favorite Dinosaurs: Suchomimus Tenerensis,Spinosaurus Aegyptiacus, yutyrannus,Torvosaurus,Allosaurus Fragilis,Siats Meekerorum,Ichthyovenator Laosensis, Irritator Challengeri,Pyroraptor, Sinosauropteryx,Carnotaurus Sastrei, Baryonyx Walkeri,Dilophosaurus Wetherilli.

Non-Dinosaurus:Kaprosuchus, Sarcosuchus.

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Moon Knight Primer Part Seventeen (and final for now)

Moon Knight (2021) #1 - 11, Moon Knight Devil's Reign #1, Moon Knight Black, White and Blood #1

Prologue, Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII, Part IX, Part X, Part XI, Part XII, Part XIII, Part XIV, Part XV, Part XVI

And so, we reach the Mackay era, and the current status quo that is… not precisely good.

Don’t get me wrong: Mackay had one hell of a challenge as Age of Khonshu left Moon Knight in a horrible place both as a character and in general standing in the Marvel Universe, and he’s doing what he can with that, doing some things very well and adding very interesting stuff to the mythos, while doing… not so great on others. But again, I have no idea if the problems come from his writing specifically (as it was the case with Bemis, Bendis, Ellis, Huston, Dixon and so on), or because there’s some sort of editorial mandate that reads that poor Moon Knight can’t catch a break no matter what and the Lemire run was an outlier.

There’s also the undeniable fact that Mackay has had terrible luck, timing wise. Whatever he wants to do with Moon Knight? He was interrupted right in the middle of it due to the horrid crossover of Devil’s Reign -where Kingpin outlaws superheroes AGAIN, because that has worked in the past for Marvel, right? Outlawing Vigilantes who are, by nature, Outlaws anyway, and then an inexplicable one year hiatus between issue 10 and 11 -which narrative wise happen literally one after the other, without any pause that would allow for Devil’s Reign to happen, which was in issue #8, not between #10 and #11, which ALSO allowed for the TV Series to drop, so that most people picking up the most current comic of Moon Knight after watching Oscar Isaac being awesome are going to be completely lost because there’s absolutely NO synergy or continuity between one and the other. And I don’t just mean the fact that Marc in the comics is still a white-passing jewish man, who up to issue #5 was a multimillionare on the levels of Tony Stark AGAIN because Steven Grant in this universe is a financial wizard. No, I mean we have again NO Egyptian gods as enemies, Khonshu is… well, we saw Age of Khonshu, and of course, no Layla. In fact, I am not a hundred percent convinced that the twist we will see in issue #11 was not actually editorial mandated in order to start pushing Moon Knight to something closer to what we saw in the series, but we will talk about that when we get there.

So first, the status quo and the usual “Does anyone at Moon Knight’s editorial team has even cracked open a book about DiD write before 1975?” spiel.

We pick up right were Age of Khonshu left us, sorta. And we’re going to try and keep this chronologically this time, as we have only 11 issues to go.

Marc is, once again, fronting pretty much exclusively. That is to say, in 11 issues? We haven’t seen a PEEP of Jake or Steven. Marc is also pretty much 24/7 in the Mr. Knight outfit -and here we understand what Oscar Isaac said in the making of: Yes, originally Marc was Mr. Knight, and well, someone else had to be Moon Knight and that had to be Steven due to the series’s constrictions. But as Oscar said… it always makes more sense for Steven to be Mr. Knight. EVEN MORE when Mr. Knight’s suit is, well, just a very well tailored suit. But I digress.

Oh, when I say 24/7? I mean it. I think I can count with one hand the number of times we actually see Marc without the mask in 11 issues. One panel by choice, three pages as Dr. Badr needed to take it off to mummify Marc and cure him from his wounds. The boy has lost the plot and is immersing himself in the Mr. Knight identity and we all know that can’t be healthy.

Anyway, he is now the Head Priest of Khonshu in the Midnight Mission, and yes, we’re going to discuss that title in a second considering I just said that Khonshu is, at the moment, in an Aasgardian prison because Marc Phoenix-punched him there and was thus re-branded as an heretic by the actual Cult of Khonshu. But well, we know Moon Knight writers tend to forget what happened in their own runs, let alone someone else’s. And Marlene and Diatrice are no longer in their lives because due to the previously mentioned Age of Khonshu, Marlene got spooked, took Diatrice to Europe and told the guys to lose her number AGAIN.

At the Mission, people can go and tell him their problems, like, say, gang related disappearances and so, and then he goes out at night and fixes them. He is now trying to keep to one specific neighborhood of NY, HIS area, so to speak, where he has painted his symbol on the streets as a sign that it’s safe for the travelers of the night (Despite being at odds with Khonshu? Marc still repeats his credo like gospel). The very first mission we see him take is to save four kids from a vampire MLM (Which is only mentioned in those two pages, and it’s so incredibly stupid that I wish they had more time on screen). He spares the kids even when they’re already turned, because they’re innocent and thus, not deserving of death and I like that because THIS is the Moon Knight we love: He kills those who deserve killing (the Vampires who turned the teens), he gives second chances to those who don’t deserve death (The kids). He even offers one of them, Reese, a nurse student, a job at the Mission as his secretary and thus, he starts building a NEW support group which is always good.

In particular, I love Marc’s relationship with Reese because, as Marc tells her: She’s the only one who doesn’t try to fix him, which is an arc subject as we have three people in the 11 issues trying to “fix” Moon Knight: Dr. Sterman, his new psychiatrist; Dr. Badr, a follower of Khonshu; and the Zodiac, who comes back as the villain of the current arc. I will be talking about each here.

Dr. Andrea Sterman is treating Marc because it’s one of the conditions that T’challa put on his freedom after the Age of Khonshu’s fiasco. And yes, this means that yet again, the person who is in charge of helping Moon Knight with their mental health is actually being paid by a THIRD person who doesn’t have the Moon System’s best interests at heart. Dr. Sterman is not as bad as Dr. Emmet (But then again, you need to be REALLY bad to get to Dr. Emmet’s levels) but she is also incredibly damaging given that her to go solution is “repress your alters, and be a singlet… or at least pretend to be one”. Oh, and because she is on the Avenger’s payroll, we can imagine Marc -because well, again, Marc is the one who talks to her- has zero privacy with what he tells her which again, is not how therapy is supposed to work.

Dr. Sterman also seems to think that because Marc is Jewish, being the High Priest of Khonshu is a contradiction. Which is funny because Mackay is NOT jewish, so he’d be the last person who could decide if it’s a contradiction or not, and I’m going to go with “no” and “This gentile idiot is talking over the jewish community” because Bemis, who IS jewish, actually managed to make sure we’d get that yeah, the boys’ jewish faith is not at odds with Khonshu’s credo of justice -as long as we’re talking about Real Khonshu and not Fake!Shu and his quest for global domination/kill every person he dislikes. By the way, DESPITE this happening mere weeks after Khonshu built pyramids around New York and had mummies and werewolves keeping the population under control, Dr. Sterman is skeptical that Khonshu a) Exists, and b) brought the boys back to life.

I SERIOUSLY hate how this is a constant theme in a world where Thor can be seen walking around Times Square, Ares and Hercules were Avengers, and frigging Eternity has come down to visit Earth more than once.

For the first time, however, we get Marc’s OTHER deaths mentioned. The time he drowned, the time he had to make his whole headquarters explode around him and so, Dr. Sterman asks if Marc is actually capable of dying. (And yes, I am switching here to Marc because he was the one who died. Steven and Jake, very wisely, had noped out of those two arcs) and Marc replies that he doesn’t know.

Which, if touched again, can be an interesting subject: Is Moon Knight immortal because Khonshu will keep bringing them back, no matter how angry he is at his Fist at the moment? Is he immortal because the First resurrection had a warranty of “as long as you believe, you will always be brought back EVEN if you are at odds with Khonshu at the time”? Or is Moon Knight a secret mutant with the power of immortality and no one told Xavier when he was recruiting?

We will never know, because I bet that this will be forgotten by writers.

Marc relationship with Khonshu, as I mentioned before, is very strained due to Age of Khonshu. In fact, Marc claims that Khonshu is unworthy of his worship… but he will still perform his duties as high priest because of his debt to the god -the original resurrection- and he will always be his fist.

THAT makes less sense than “Jewish man worships an Egyptian god” if you ask me.

Oh, and Dr. Sterman also parrots Dr. Warsaw’s theory that Moon Knight’s brain got a bit modified by his direct contact with Khonshu, although thankfully she doesn’t blame the DiD on this, just points out that it might make treatment more complicated. This theory will keep getting confirmed, as Marc himself will say Khonshu “rebuilt” his brain differently, but at least now it’s not “DiD was caused by an alien touch and brain damage”. No, it’s just “he has Did and UNRELATED, also brain damage”. Interestingly, Dr. Sterman admits that Marc doesn’t really need help with his DiD, and congratulates him a bit about how Jake and Steven only surface for “minutes at a time” -all of them obviously off panel because we can’t have our nice co-conscious system be happy.

Dr. Badr is he current physician of the Free Clinic near the Midnight Mission, who, as I said before, happens to be ALSO a follower of Khonshu and gets right into Marc’s face by calling him “A” Fist of Khonshu and not “The” Fist of Khonshu. This is because Dr. Badr is the LEFT Fist of Khonshu, Hunter Moon, and considers his sacred duty to bring Moon Knight back to the “right” path of faith. Interestingly, he has a power similar to Duchamp’s long forgotten “Bloodline” power. That is to say, He has all the fighting knowledge from the previous fists of Khonshu, left and right, which makes me wonder why our boys never got that particular upgrade, even as Marc claims it was because his head was already too crowded for it, or the manual -not that it really helps Dr. Badr once Marc gets his bearings. THIS Marc is once again a former soldier, CIA agent, super spy trained and Merc who did very, very bad things, and he points out to Dr. Badr that he MAY know the moves of all the Fists before him, but Marc EARNED his own.

I have to say this is very interesting, as it picks up a BIT from way back when Randall Spector was running around trying to kill Moon Knight in order to take their place as Khonshu’s fist, without making Dr. Badr a villain. YES, he starts in the wrong side, trying to kill poor Reese just because she’s a vampire (for some unexplained reason, given that Vampires are morally neutral in Marvel, Dr. Badr insists they’re all evil and enemies of Khonshu. This is because HE got revived after being almost killed by vampires, so he has a bit of a bias. However, once again, he is kind of alone and the huge numbers of Moon Priests we saw in Age of Khonshu are nowhere to be seen.

Also, seeing Dr. Badr go from “I hate all vampires and Moon Knight is completely in the wrong” to “I can stand ONE, count it ONE Vampire, and ok, yes Moon Knight MAY outrank me in the Church of Khonshu”? Great writing. Seeing him change from Hunter Moon to DR. Moon when taking Mr. Knight’s place in the mission when needed? Hilarious. Him, a black man, calling Marc his “Brother” as they’re both followers of Khonshu (although I will admit, not a fan of Khonshu calling Hunter Moon “Son” so soon), great little detail. By the way, MacKay also can’t write doctors to save his life, because despite being one? Hunter Moon KILLS. Not just vampires, not just monsters. HE kills HUMANS.

Then there’s Soldier, a former Hydra agent who is trying to reform himself to take care of his mother. I adore Soldier because he is pretty much a younger Moon Knight without the Did or the superhero calling. He just realized that killing people for profit was not right and is trying HARD to clean up his act. Who of course, gets blamed by the real villain for some of the worst parts of the arc, but I will go there later. (BTW, Both Dr. Badr and Soldier end up following Mr. Knight's fashion choices, Soldier fully cosplaying as Mr. Knight and I have to say, I LOVE the idea of "formal suit" becoming the new Hero fashion of the Marvel universe)

Tigra, Moon Knight’s old teammate and girlfriend, also comes back, both to be a friend and to spy him for T’Challa. In her defense and to her credit? She tells him about this in issue #11. In Marc’s credit? He always knew and didn’t care.

Then there’s The House of Shadows. I ADORE the House of Shadows. They’re a Living structure from Beyond Space and Time that wants to be lived in. But everyone keeps rejecting them because, well, they kind of eat people in the sense that they don’t let them out. And Marc, instead of fighting they? Once he knows what they are? Invites the House to become the new Midnight Mansion and they accept. Mackay still hasn’t done anything with them besides the original issue, but how cool is it that now villains CAN’T enter Moon Knight’s home without the home chewing them up?

Oh, and DESPITE his reputation? At least in the neighbor people like and respect Mr. Knight, and are thankful to him for his protection.

Zodiac is… weird. HE spends the first half of the series pretending to be “Terry”, another one of Moon Knight friends. Because he wants to destroy Moon Knight, prove that he’s fake, that he really doesn’t want to help the defenseless or follow Khonshu’s credo of protecting the travelers of the night. THIS Zodiac is obviously not Nick Fury’s long lost dead brother, the Zodiac who fought against Moon Knight way back in WAC, but more of a… violence fanboy? Because he really, REALLY wants Moon Knight to go back to his 2006 ways where he “cut people’s faces off”. I am SO tired of that one line since he only did it ONCE. It’s not as if people are harping about him trying to eat a rabid dolphin… which was far more recent than the Cutting of the face. He acts, sorry to say this, like all the people insisting that Jake in the series is a relentless killer who likes violence just for the sake of violence, who is only “Chained” by other people’s rules, and who is Moon Knight not really to help others, but because he WANTS to hurt others. The only difference is that here I can call Zodiac an Idiot because we have about… 211 issues proving him wrong.

Anyway, he’s so weird that now people seem to have forgotten the original Zodiac. Not even TIGRA remembers him and SHE fought HIM with Marc! (I mean, I forgive Marc for not remembering, yeah but its’ MARC)

Det. Flint returned for one issue, as he’s apparently now retired due to his connections with Moon Knight. In that same issue, Stained Glass Scarlet is now an immortal story who punishes evil. That was very, very interesting and I am sad it was a Hunter Moon case, not a Moon Knight one, and that of course, it got forgotten as soon as Devil’s Reign ended.

Then there’s Khonshu, who for the first time EVER, keeps answering his Sons’ prayers. BOTH Of them. He is “still imprisoned” but both Marc and Dr. Badr’s faith can call his spirit to help them in battle. Dr. Badr does it freely, and Khonshu doesn’t seem to mind because Dr. Badr is his “loyal son and loyal fist”. When Marc does it… well, there’s a price to be paid and we’re still not told that price yet, but hey, issue #11 just came a week before I wrote this so… we will have to wait for more to know.

Then again, I ask what is the point of having Khonshu imprisoned in Aasgard if he can just pop up whenever they need him and fight ghosts directly or open portals into the othervoid to help Marc seemingly teleport from one side of the city to the other? Age of Khonshu is more and more pointless as I write, right?

Of course, as always, the worst part of this series is how the Boys’s mental condition is treated. As I pointed out, the whole run has had Marc fronting. Where are Steven and Jake? Issue two tells us this, and it’s very ironic they were printed and sold a year before the series because they’re literally trapped in two sarcophagus (and now there’s also an evil murderous janitor trapped there, but we can forget about him as he was just a one-shot villain sent by the Zodiac to “test” the waters”) in Marc’s mind -which he claims was rebuilt by Khonshu to be his weapon, because we’re still on THAT track and I do wonder if at some point Moon Knight will get powers again due to this because seriously, if we’re going to be all “He is no longer human”, I’d like for him to get some shiny tricks out of it. So yeah, Steven and Jake, who, remember, until Bemis was the frigging moral compass of the system, are out of the count and just like clockwork? Marc is doing some very, very questionable things that make everyone think that Moon Knight is insane, untrustworthy, and yadda-yadda we know the drill.

Marc also says that he wears the mask because when he wears the Mask, people don’t see him as Marc Spector. That Marc Spector is nothing, that who matters is the Fist of Khonshu, because being the Fist of Khonshu has cost him everything, but it’s all he has left, because if he isn’t Moon Knight, then he’s “just” Marc Spector, the man who ALWAYS makes the wrong choice and that’s why he thinks he developed DiD, to be anyone but him. And boy, yes, he needs a therapist that is not working for T’challa, because now he’s gone so to the deep end of depression that he is sleeping in his suit, in a literal sarcophagus, and his ring tone is Blue Moon and totally forgot that wonderful “We are Moon Knight and we’re never alone” of Lemire. Especially since after he tells his therapists all about the mission and how the mask is part of his priest’s garments… he confesses to Tigra that the reason he wears the mask is so that he doesn’t have to see himself in the face. (BTW, that’s issue #4 and it’s the FIRST TIME in the run we actually see Marc’s face and he looks… far more bishoneny that he used to). Ironically, it’s when talking to Tigra when he admits that he went OFF the deep end, by killing some of his enemies (not that he, you know, actually DID. I checked, every single named villain he killed in 2006? Back alive now except for Black Spectre but I am not going to say he’s not coming back. He died full of nanites and that’s Comic Speak for “He’ll be back”), carving people’s faces with crescent moons, and yes, betraying the Avengers and helping Khonshu take over the world. Once again, cementing that all that? WAS MARC. Not Jake, the so called “violent” alter. MARC. Who really should realize that all those times he did all that stuff? He was repressing Steven and Jake.

Hell, he even goes back a bit to that as he buries Waxman, a sort of immortal villain who doesn’t need to breathe, alive for the crime of kidnapping Dr. Sternman under Zodiac’s orders. In front of THREE people, including Tigra who could, you know, just later call the Avengers and tell them “Oh, yeah, pick this guy up before he goes even more crazy” (meaning Waxman, who is a serial killer, not Moon Knight)

Someone get the boys a REAL therapist please but thank the gods that we’re back to Jake as one of the moral compasses and not the violent psycho Bemis wanted to make him be, because Jake Lockley would NEVER do that.

Mackay also decided that Steven Grant being a millionare was in the way -just as Steven himself was- and thus let one of The Zodiac minions, Stuart Clarke, blackmail him a little bit with the idea of losing the money. But even as Clarke gives all the money to the Zodiac? Marc doesn’t care. So he’s now “poor” again, but we all know that’s not going to last because Steven Grant, trapped or not, has so many secret bank accounts he’s probably forgotten a few. And we also know that there was a Spector corp that was also a multimillionare enterprise, and Steven probably was the accountant for Jake’s retirement fund so the guys will be ok especially as not 5 issues after the “we took all your money” scheme? Marc is still paying Reese for her job, still paying the Midnight Mission rent and STILL having all his toys. So the Zodiac probably only got, dunno, Steven Grant’s vacation money.

Issue #11 ends with Tigra and Marc ready to run through a mystical pathway opened by Khonshu so they can reach the Midnight Mission and fight Zodiac before Zodiac kills Reese and everyone in the neighbor to “Free” Moon Knight, Hunter Moon captured by Zodiac’s mercenaries after killing three of them, and Soldier… cosplaying as Mr. Knight to win some time before Mr. Knight acutally arrives. It is really cute.

So that’d be all of Moon Knight except… well, there’s Moon Knight’s Devil Reign #1 and Moon Knight: White, Black and Blood.

Moon Knight Devil’s Reign is SO BAD I couldn’t believe it was written by Mackay too. It takes EVERYTHING that the Bemis run did wrong regarding mental health and dialed it up to 11.

Long story short: Kingpin outlawed superheroes and put them all in jail. Marc let himself be caught because a woman asked him for help against her abusive ex, a super-villain called Man Mountain Marko, and the only way to get to him was to get in jail. Where he starts going back to “the wild dog days” because being locked with so much violence and evil is not good for his mental health. And then, when Marko claims he will kill his ex-wife and turn his daughter into a supervillain? HE TEARS MARKO’S EYES OFF.

And, once again? That’s MARC fronting. Not Jake. MARC.

Also, as much as I love manga (I mean, look at my art!) the cutesy bishonen style? REALLY doesn’t fit this story. And I am just showing you the cover and the interior page where Marc channels his inner Usagi Tsukino because the rest is... bad.

Finally, we have the three short stories in Moon Knight: Black, White and Blood, a short anthology of stories printed in well, Black, White and Red (I do hope it’s red ink and not like that old KISS comic, mixed with actual blood).

Despite the title? The stories are Mixed but not violent.

First one, Anubis Rex, is by Jonathan Hickman, drawn by the AMAZING Chris Bachalo, about a future where a girl named Bunny is the high priestess of Khonshu and leds “a” Moon Knight in a fight against futuristic beetles that have the essence of Ra. It has ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with OUR Moon Knight, but the art is so amazingly bizarre it’s worth it.

Second story, So White, Yet So Dark, is by Murewa Ayodele and Dotun Akande, and it is the most perfect story for Moon Knight and series’s fans. Because it’s a team up between Moon Knight and Spiderman, as they fight together to stop some thieves to get an Egyptian scarab that can control Anubis… because Spiderman needs Moon Knight to do him a favor.

The favor? Loaning him the Mr. Knight suit for a special occasion. And omg, the punchline of the last page? WORTH IT.

The last story is confusing, as it’s told backwards. Written by Marc Guggenheim and art by Jorge Fornes, it tells how Mr. Knight is protecting a woman who is going to testify against the mob. It’s weird due to how it’s told, as it seems to begin with Moon Knight dying. But he can’t die, and we still have the new ongoing so… he’ll be fine.

Still, the whole issue is worth it for So White, yet so Dark.

Anyway, with that, we’re done for now with ALL of Moon Knight comics. Both White, Black and Red and the current series are ongoing, so as soon as we have a bit more to add, I will do so. In the meantime, I might, if you want, do single issue analysis of what is to come -just not tied to the primer. There are a couple of things I’ll later expand on in meta , mostly about how negative it is to try and keep writing Marc as a singlet, something very, very common in the comics, and the relationship of the boys to themselves and mental health in general, as well as some mythology, but as this was mostly for facts, I won’t add them here.

Thank you so much for joining me and I do hope that this primer is helpful to you all for fic, meta and remembering that Jake Lockley is not evil, nor a violent psychopath, Marc Spector can be an idiot, Steven Grant is an adorable himbo, and Khonshu is not always bad.

Oh, and that “I am Marc Spector. I am Steven Grant. I am Jake Lockley… and We’re Going to be okay. We’re going to live with who we are. We are Moon Knight.”

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tap on my window, knock on my door (even if saving you sends me to heaven): a ship playlist for eddie munson and chrissy cunningham from stranger things

1. starving - hailee steinfeld & grey ft. zedd 2. lil red riding hood - bowling for soup 3. treat you better - shawn mendes 4. rock god - selena gomez & the scene 5. just so you know - jesse mccartney 6. king of my heart - taylor swift 7. she will be loved - maroon 5 8. hold on to my heart - w.a.s.p. 9. sex on fire - kings of leon 10. this side of paradise - coyote theory 11. your guardian angel - the red jumpsuit apparatus 12. better than drugs - skillet 13. you belong with me (taylor’s version) - taylor swift 14. the middle - jimmy eat world 15. craw-fever - elvis presley 16. telescope eyes (original version) - eisley 17. you’re beautiful - james blunt 18. scotty doesn’t know - lustra 19. what the hell - avril lavigne 20. i want to know what love is - foreigner 21. little talks - of monsters and men 22. crush - david archuleta 23. nothing else matters - metallica 24. hold my beer - aaron pritchett 25. good girls go bad - cobra starship ft. leighton meester 26. eighteen - anarbor 27. eddie my love - the teen queens 28. in the air tonight - phil collins 29. broken smile (my all) - lil peep 30. this is what you came for - calvin harris ft. rihanna

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more than death or mortal strife: a playlist inspired by the locked tomb book series by tamsyn muir

1. reborn - colin stetson 2. fire temple - bobby krlic 3. let me hear you scream - ozzy osbourne 4. everybody’s fool - evanescence 5. dear john - taylor swift 6. ribcage - andy black 7. battlefield - jordin sparks 8. dead is the new alive - emilie autumn 9. paul’s dream - hans zimmer 10. the king - robin carolan & sebastian gainsborough 11. where is my mind? - yoav 12. my beloved monster - eels 13. virgin state of mind - k’s choice 14. i love you - woodkid 15. unholy - sam smith & kim petras 16. body - mother mother 17. kiss with a fist - florence + the machine 18. just as much - delaney jane ft. virginia to vegas 19. organs - of monsters and men 20. baroquetech - saunder jurriaans & danny bensi 21. skeletons - brothers osborne 22. the sound of silence - disturbed 23. emo girl - machine gun kelly & willow 24. nothing else matters - ramin djawadi 25. yellow flicker beat - lorde 26. i’ll sleep when i’m dead - set it off 27. god ends here - abel korzeniowski 28. hand of sorrow - within temptation 29. abracadavre - treyarch ft. elena siegman 30. i will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie 31. don’t fear the reaper - gus black

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sentence starters inspired by bdylanhollis on tiktok (part two)

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“You don’t think I’m a bad person?”

“All I think is that I love you.”

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My #1 post of 2022

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The Scars You Healed by jvsts1mplym4rv3ll0us Sometimes, friendships are formed in the most unlikely circumstances. Peter is going through a lot. After the spell, he lost everyone and everything he cared about. The only thing he had left was Spider-Man. He had taken up to putting on his suit just for someone to talk to. He buried himself in superhero work, just to fill the empty space where his heart should be. Yelena is going through a similar time. She had lost the one thing that mattered at all to her- her sister. And although she remained civil with Kate and Clint, it wasn't enough. So, like Peter, she buried herself in assassin work. Both of them driven by grief, doing something, anything to fill the emptiness inside of them. In their darkest times, they were sent help in one another. Will it be enough to satisfy them? Or will grief overrule them? Words: 1062, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: Other Characters: Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, Natasha Romanoff, Natasha Romanov, Hawkeye, Peter Parker, Spider-Man, Pepper Potts, Morgan Stark, Iron Man, Tony Stark, Black Widow Relationships: Yelena Belova & Peter Parker, Tony Stark & Peter Parker, Yelena Belova & Natasha Romanov Additional Tags: Movie: Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021), Nwh, Grief, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, platonic, Loss, Death, Irondad, spiderson, Endgame, Infinity War, Avengers - Freeform, Marvel - Freeform, Assassin - Freeform, Black Widow - Freeform, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Hurt Peter Parker, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker is a Mess, Peter Parker Whump, Yelena Belova Needs a Hug, Yelena Belova Gets A Hug, Asexual Yelena Belova, Aromantic Yelena Belova, Protective Yelena Belova, Peter Parker Gets a Hug, Precious Peter Parker, Precious Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma

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I posted 1,947 times in 2022

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#remember how you felt when the hound and brienne of tarth were fighting and you knew you’d be both happy and sad no matter what?

My Top Posts in 2022:

Worship

Loki x Female Reader

Summary: Loki finally gets a chance to be alone with you, and he doesn’t waste it.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Explicit Smut, Body Worship, Foot Fetish, Toe Licking/Sucking, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Rough Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Squirting, Come Eating/Swallowing, Finger Licking/Sucking, Possessive Loki, Blasphemy

Word Count: 2K

Notes: That last story was for me, this one’s for the girls!

Read more of my stories HERE!

“It’s almost time for Svengoolie!” Eddie sings in an overly dramatic tone, walking up to you with fingers wiggling in front of his scrunched up face. “Tonight’s special feature:” he juts his arms out straight, stomping loudly around the living area. “The Bride of Frankenstein!” He smiles and waltzes around you, his extended digits tickling your hair and shoulders before gently smoothing their way down your arms as he plants himself behind you.

“You thought one half-dead monster was bad,” He imitates the voice of the showrunner, quickly moving to the other side of your face to finish his thought, “Just wait until you see this!” He squeezes your shoulders affectionately, all but picking you up and turning you around to face the television against the wall.

“I can’t wait,” you admit, trying not to let him see how wide your smile is.

“You’re gonna love it.” He pinches your skin again for good measure, brushing his hands down your arms as the metal of his rings cools your flesh through the black lace of your sleeves. He feathers them past your elbows and forearms, warming you back up as they finally reach your wrists, encircling them before weaving his fingers in between yours.

You stop breathing all of the sudden, your lungs holding the cool autumn air hostage inside your rib cage as his mouth gets closer to your neck. You thought the goosebumps on your skin were left over from the fun house you just left, but deep down you knew better than that.

“It’s not the Addams family or anything,” he takes your hand and places it just above your hip, pulling you in close, his palm on top of yours. “But it’s just as good.” He raises your other arm up to eye level, the leather of his jacket squeaking as he extends it out towards the door.

“Cara Mia,” he whispers in his best Gomez Addams voice.

“Gomez,” you whisper, keeping up appearances just in case the two of you decide to forget what’s about to happen.

He glances back at you for a split second as those brown eyes of his darken just the slightest bit, waiting for you to either nod or pull away. It’s the same look he gave you when you showed up tonight at the Haunted Castle in full costume, red lips and all. Up until then you thought he only reserved that look for his guitar, the way his lips curled into a satisfied grin, letting his teeth show through just a peak before he shook his head of whatever thought was creeping in. That smile only widened as he insisted on walking in line directly behind you, his hands finding themselves all over your shoulders, arms and waist to protect you from the ghouls that popped out of the walls in the narrow hallways of the keep.

You always knew you’d wanted Eddie as more than a friend, but finding your tribe in the Hellfire Club seemed to be more important to you than bringing up your true feelings. All of the friendships you’ve made through him and Dungeons and Dragons had finally given you the confidence to really be yourself, to drop the facade of caring what other people thought of you.

You decide to play along with him anyways, figuring he wouldn’t have initiated any of this if he didn’t feel the same way you did. You nod for him to continue and watch as his lips press into your palm, his other hand sliding further up your dress as he mouths his way up your arm just like you’ve always wanted him to. You feel your heart skip a beat as his hair falls down around your elbow, the intensity of his kiss increasing the higher up he goes. His lips part as they reach the bare skin of your shoulder, taking little bits of flesh into his mouth as he creeps up your neck and jawline before he stops dead in his tracks.

“Tish,” he whispers, still playing the role. His features seem to have softened somehow, the bright animation that lights him up during your party sessions receding as his lashes drop gently in front of his eyes.

You want to kiss him, your whole body is telling you that as it buzzes beneath his touch, feeding off the undeniable electricity of his charm as he holds your hand so far away from you. You bring that hand up slowly, his calloused palm and fingers practically hovering over your knuckles as they cradle the back of his head, carding themselves in tandem through his messy curls.

You take the leap, pressing your lips against his for the very first time as if you hadn’t already thought about doing so every single night for the past six months. You tilt your head to the side, opening your mouth to his as you memorize the texture of his lips and the taste of his skin as the distant flavor of tobacco still lingers. You inhale as he kisses you back, his tongue brushing against yours after parting your lips, a hint of honey you weren’t expecting colliding with your tastes buds. You’d never thought about what he would taste like when you fantasized about kissing him before, but this was better somehow, this was… real.

“I was kinda hoping you would do that.” He says after pulling away, grinning from ear to ear. That light is back inside of him again, animating his features in a whole new way.

“Oh yeah?” You let go of his head, twirling a strand of his hair around your finger as you finally turn to face him.

“Yeah.” He blinks and shakes his head nervously, the confidence of your favorite character leaving him faster than he anticipated. “Thought I wasn’t being obvious enough,” he laughs under her breath, tracing a strand of your long black hair into the hem of your costume. “But I didn’t want to push it if you weren’t into it.”

You lean forward and kiss him again, gripping him by the collar of his jacket as you pull him off balance, forcing him to grab your hips to steady himself. “I’m into it.”

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My #1 post of 2022

Every day that passes where we don’t get Oscar Isaac as a live action Gomez Addams is a deliberate crime against me and all of humanity.

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sheryl-lee · 1 year

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maybe this is too broad, but your opinion on mcu phase 4?

oooh okay i was WAITING for someone to ask me about this (and dw, it's not too broad at all!) i have a LOT of thoughts now that the phase is over, so i'll try my best to be as concise as possible.

so overall, i didn't ~hate~ it. if i had to rank the phases from best to worst, it would probably be 3 > 4 > 2 > 1. like let's be real, phases 1 and 2 were not that good. there's this weird revisionist history thing going on where people act like the og infinity saga was all bangers all the time, but i was there when all that shit was releasing and it was not. the lows of phases 1 and 2 are still worse than the lows of phase 4 FOR ME. maybe that's a hot take, but i just did a rewatch of the first 2 phases and the bad films released then are still... not great.

i know phase 4 was super polarizing for people, and it had a lot of things going against it (covid, chadwick boseman's passing, bob chapek as ceo @ disney, etc.), but i still really enjoyed a lot of it. i really enjoyed wandavision, loki, moon knight and ms. marvel on the tv side, the 2 specials we got were fun, and most of the films were pretty good, too. again, maybe that's a hot take, but i'm nowhere near as hard on eternals, black widow, ds2 or thor4 the way i've seen people hate on them online. though they're flawed films, they're not at all as awful as people make them out to be in my opinion. (staying offline and watching those films without looking at reactions ahead of time made me enjoy them more. maybe it's a matter of perspective but idk??? fandom is so toxic nowadays that it's better to just watch stuff and form your own opinion before hopping online.)

i also just really liked the diversity. people will say shit obviously, and the mcu still has a ways to go, but i really loved the actors we're getting rn and some of the characters in phase 4 have been beyond amazing.

i feel like in a few years when it's more in the rearview, people may do with phase 4 what they’re doing with phases 1 and 2 right now. after time has passed, it may be looked back on with less judgment. the 2021 releases were stronger than the 2022 releases overall, and there's wayyyy too much stuff being released (although i did hear that phases 5 and 6 will be fine-tuned and quality will be prioritized over quanity, so we'll see if that happens!) but yeah overall i didn't hate it but i didn't love it either. i have really complex feelings on it that i could go on longer about, but that's the gist of it! idk if i'll feel differently down the line, but that is how i feel at the moment.

send me an ask for my opinion on anything!!!

#ooof this was a long one sorry anon #but thank you so much for sending that in!!! i kinda had to write this up it's been sitting with me for a bit #ask game #💌 answered 💌

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#the original sidekick kitten jiji was a black cat which personality screamed qrow to me. but bc ozpin is in oscar’s head i thought he would

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Got a Secret, Can You Keep It? Part Two

Part Two: Ice Cold Heart

Part One is HERE

Thomas "Iceman" Kazansky was always cold. Nothing ever seemed to warm him up. Nobody knew how to melt his ice cold exterior–not even his own parents. Not that he cared. His mother was the only parent worth caring about. Not that it mattered anymore. He hadn't spoken to either parent since that fateful day. Since then, he closed himself off, put up mental walls, and froze his heart for good. Or, that was what he thought.

Tom met Slider and Goose at the flight academy. Tom and Slider hit it off right away. They became partners in crime. Slider was Tom's RIO. Goose and Tom also hit it off. Goose somehow became the parental figure Tom never really had. Hence, the nickname Mother Goose came into play. Tom couldn't help but feel sad when they were stationed apart.

Next thing Tom knew Goose was at Top Gun with another pilot. A short guy with black hair and striking green eyes. During their first class, Ice made sure this pilot knew he would lose against him. Then the instance at the bar. Maverick was his name. Shock pulsed through his veins when Ice left the bar with Slider.

"Ice?" Slider asked once they reached Ice's home. "Ice?" No response. "TOM!" Slider yelled, snapping his fingers in front of Tom's face. Tom blinked, shaken from his thoughts. "What's wrong buddy?"

"I was hot," Tom breathed in disbelief, running a shaky hand through his blond hair. "I was warm, Ron. I've never…" he trailed off, avoiding Slider's shocked gaze. Why did Maverick make me feel warm?

"Ice, that's…good right? I mean, you've always been cold. Someone made you warm. Who was it?" Slider's face morphed into happiness, widely grinning.

"Maverick," Ice deadpanned.

"Maverick?" Slider gaped, jaw dropping. "Are you serious? That little cocky pilot made you warm. Wow. That's hilarious!" Slider laughed, hunching over. Tom stood unimpressed as Slider wheezed. "I can't believe this! The ice cold Iceman has fallen for the wild card Maverick. HA HA!"

Narrowing his eyes, Tom turned heel and walked away. "I'm going to bed. It'll melt in two hours." Looking back at Slider, he cruelly smiled, scrunching his nose.

"Wha–HEY!" Slider looked down and ice had encased his feet, trapping him in the middle of the room. "You bastard! Get me out of this!"

"CAN'T!" Tom shouted from the bathroom, smiling into the mirror. "Like I said, it will melt in two hours!"

"YOU MOTHER FU–" Tom closed the door to his room and Slider's voice muffled. Soft laughter echoed in the room. Slider always made Ice smile. But, even Ron couldn't melt his heart.

That night the terrors came back and Ice woke up in cold sweat with Slider sitting next to him, a concerned look on his face. Tears welled in Tom's eyes and he just hugged Slider. Neither of them spoke. They didn't need to. Tom was hurting, and Slider was there to help. It was a routine. Tom would have a nightmare, Slider would come in and help him through it. That was the extent of it. Sometimes Tom talked about his dreams, other times he would stay quiet–the memories were too painful.

Slider helped Ice back to sleep, staring at his lower stomach bitterly.

G37UM

The next morning both acted like nothing happened. Tom would get up first, make coffee and breakfast for Slider and himself before heading off to Top Gun for classes and the training hops.

Tom kept sending Maverick little glances and smirks. The next few weeks that's all Tom did. He would rile Maverick up, fly his best, be in first place, and repeat. Routines were a part of Tom that kept him grounded. Life was better with routines. Yet, Maverick always found ways to rattle Tom's perfectly scheduled routines. And Tom wasn't exactly mad about it. It scared him, but he never showed it. Slider was right about Maverick being a loose cannon.

"Okay, Ice, yeah!" Slider shouted as Tom twirled the volleyball. The sun's blazing heat was enough to make the four pilots sweat buckets even before the game began.

"All set!" Goose yelled, looking at the opponents, Slider and Tom. Maverick grinned and spiked the ball, starting the game.

The game went back and forth, Ice and Slider in the lead. Tom dived into the sand, hitting the ball upward so Slider could set it across the net. Maverick and Goose smacked the ball to each other and Maverick jumped up, spiking it. After each point, Maverick kept checking his watch. Wonder what that's about. Tom shook his head.

"Here's what we're gonna do, fake block, stay down. We'll just take 'em," Tom whispered to Slider, their backs turned toward Maverick and Goose.

Then Maverick left Goose hanging. Typical Maverick. Tom sighed, shaking his head. He called an empty insult after Maverick and stretched his arms above his head. The game was over, and of course, Tom and Slider were the winners.

Goose sighed as Maverick sped off into the sunset. Looking back, Goose smiled at Tom and Slider, having them a thumbs up. He ran up to them. "It's a bit hot out, you okay?" he asked Tom. Slider gaped, and Tom slowly nodded. "He knows?" Slider whispered to which Goose grinned.

"He isn't called Mother Goose for nothing," Tom shot back, shivering slightly. "Goose, heading home or staying?"

"I think I'm gonna head home. Carole and Bradley are flying up and should be here tomorrow afternoon," Goose explained, using a towel to wipe the sweat off his face. "What about you two?"

"The ocean's calling," Tom said, leaving Slider and Goose alone. He picked up the pace and ran into the ocean, the cool water feeling heavenly on his skin. He closed his eyes and floated on his back, soaking up the sun and the cold feeling on his back and limbs.

"You knew this whole time?" Slider hissed, dragging Goose over to the shoreline, away from the others. "Why didn't you say anything to me?"

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Dearest Brother

Jake Seresin

Word Count: 2536

Stupid, stupid, stupid! Jake groaned, punching his locker, ignoring the pain in his fist. He should've kept his mouth shut. The look of pain and anger on Bradley's face made Jake shudder. He didn't mean for everything to escalate. In a sense he was right. Bradley needed to let go of the past, as did Maverick. As do you.

Everyone has given Jake the cold shoulder after the incident…well, everyone except Javy. Javy was always Jake's rock. He trusted Javy with everything. Sometimes Jake thought Javy knew him more than he knew himself. For that, he was grateful. No matter what Jake did, Javy had his back, always. Jake didn't trust many people, but Javy, with his life.

Not many people were at the Hard Deck that night. Just the pilots from his class, Maverick, Penny, and a few other aviators and civilians. Though, the night was still young and plenty of time for the bar to fill out. Jake did his best to avoid Bradley, Phoenix, and Bob. Javy kept his distance, but he still made sure Jake was doing okay.

Jake sat by the bar, sipping at his beer. Something felt off. Penny cleaned the other side of the counter and Maverick was happily talking with her. His phone buzzed in his pocket, but Jake ignored it. Whoever it was could wait. He didn't feel in the mood to talk.

"You should probably answer that," Javy advised. "Penny, could we get another round?" he asked the woman, gesturing back to the others.

"Of course, Javy," Penny smiled, grabbing the beers and handing them to Javy. "Don't go overboard," she warned, her parental instincts kicking in.

"We won't, ma'am," Javy promised, sending Jake a pointed look to answer his phone. 'Answer it, dammit,' he mouthed to Jake, bringing the beers over to the group.

"Fine," Jake huffed, setting down his bottle and checking his phone. He missed the eye rolls Penny and Maverick shared. His mother had called him three times. Not the best time, Ma. He clicked her contact and brought the phone to his ear, listening to it ring.

"Jake?" Mother Seresin's voice broke. She had been crying, Jake realized. "Is that you?" Jake could practically hear the tears falling from her eyes.

"Hey, Ma. Yeah, it's Jake," Jake spoke softly, cutting out the background noise and focusing solely on his mother. "What's wrong?" His mother never cried. Never.

"Hon, it's…it's Austin…" Jake's blood ran cold, his eyes widening. He tried to keep his breathing under control, and his body tensed up.

"Austin! Wait for me!" A seven year old Jake cried out, chasing after his older brother. Dust clouds rose as the two boys raced through the fields. "It's not fair!"

"What's not fair, little Frog?" Austin laughed, skidding to a stop, dust covering his clothes. He waited until Jake had caught up and ruffled his blonde hair.

"You're taller than me," Jake pouted, glaring up at his brother. "Stop calling me that. It was one time!" he indignantly replied, stomping his foot making more dust rise. Jake had caught a frog when he was five and when it jumped away, he had cried.

"Awe, no can do, buddy," Austin grinned, wiping sweat off his brow. The Texas heat was brutal that summer. "It's permanent now. You're my little frog." He placed his cowboy hat on Jake's head, laughing as it was too big for Jake.

Jake grinned, holding the hat on his head. "Austin, where are we going?" he asked, walking after his brother. "Are we there yet? What's taking so long?"

"We're almost there, buddy. Just a little farther," Austin promised. "Come here." He crouched down and Jake jumped onto his back. "There we go. Better?"

"Yeah!" Jake cheered, wrapping his small legs around Austin's waist. Austin carried Jake the rest of the way, telling jokes and making his younger brother laugh.

"We're here, little frog," Austin softly said, slowly putting Jake down, careful not to hurt him. "Look at this."

"WOW!" Jake yelled in awe. The sun set on the horizon, flooding the dusty valley in an orange light. The cacti seemed to glow, and the rocks glimmered. The hillside Austin brought them to overlooked the valley.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Austin smiled, watching the sunset as birds flew above them.

"Yeah!" Jake breathed, eyes wide.

"What happened? Is he okay?" Jake asked in a hushed tone. "Ma, talk to me. Please," Jake begged.

"I'm so sorry, Jake. He was teaching your nephew Connor how to ride," Mother Seresin choked up, and Claire, Jake's sister, took the phone. "They were doing well, so your brother took him for a trail ride. You remember the trails we used to ride?"

"Of course I do, Claire," Jake managed a smile. "You and Austin used to race down them, leaving me in the dust…literally," Jake deadpanned. He did not miss the dust always in his eyes or hair. "I'm guessing Austin took Connor down that trail?"

"Yeah, umm, they stopped at the hillside on the far side of the ranch," Claire's voice cracked.

"Come on, girl. Just a little more, come on!" A sixteen year old Jake urged the palomino mare. She galloped down the trail, Jake laughing, wind hitting his face. He loved the feeling. It felt like he was flying.

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A Smoothie: A Camp Half-Blood Story

@lukecastellanshandholder @batgirlgeek @hiraganasakura @off-with-medusas-head @thedaydreamemperor

Sneeze. Okay, Luke did NOT need to be sick today. He was still a camp counselor and wouldn't be leaving until the end of summer. Two whole months laid ahead of him. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover had returned a few days ago. "ACHOO!" Luke jumped, startled by Connor sneezing. "Ow!" Travis yelled as a bow that suspiciously looked liked Chiron'a hit him in the head.

"Okay, why did you steal that?" Luke groaned, feeling a migraine coming on. He rubbed his temples and took a deep breath. He could do this. He could do this. He could do this.

...He couldn't do this. Turns out, half the Hermes cabin was sick. Connor, Travis, and Chris would summon an item they stole every time they sneezed or coughed which meant room was rapidly running out. Clovis coughed and everyone was hit with severe drowsiness. Lou Ellen sneezed and a camper turned into a cat. Lovely.

"Everyone, stay calm. No one leaves this cabin until I get back, understood?" Luke did his best Camp Mom™ voice. Everyone agreed, most too tired to get out of bed. Luke stormed out of the cabin toward the Apollo cabin to either get Lee or Will. "HEY! OPEN UP!" he yelled, banging on the golden door, narrowing his eyes against the brightness.

"Luke, what do you want?" Lee Fletcher, Apollo cabin counselor, groaned, sounding terrible. He was stuffy, his eyes were red snd puffy, and he could coughed every few minutes.

"Half of my cabin is sick, and I came to get you or Will, but I can see you guys are sick as well?" Luke tilted his head, looking inside. All of the Apollo campers were horribly sick. Some were literally glowing, others made musical instruments play without touching them, and some only spoke in poetry or song. "Nevermind," he sighed. "I'll go check on the other cabins."

Turns out, most of the camp was sick. Just great. The campers who weren't sick were instructed to stay in the Big House. Luke was staying in the Big House. Clarisse, Percy, Nyssa, Malcolm, Miranda, Will, Annabeth, Castor and Drew were all in the Big House. Literally everyone else was sick. Chiron mentioned this sickness was one he hadn't seen in many, many years. It was a virus that only infect demigods (absolutely wonderful. Just perfect! Amazing!) and made their powers go haywire. (Ugh.)

The next few weeks were horrible. Walking around camp was like walking through a live minefield. However, Luke didn't care. He was a son of Hermes who thrived on a little danger. He and Percy were in the arena, sparring. Luke did feel bad. Percy was a good kid, but he stood in Luke's way and needed to be taken out.

"Thank you," Percy smiled, confusing Luke. "For not treating me any differently because I survived," the son of Poseidon clarified. "I don't like all the attention."

"No problem," Luke smiled with all teeth. "I'm glad you sur--ACHOO!" Luke sneezed.

"Gesundheit," Percy said before his eyes widened. "Luke...what do you have there?"

Luke looked down and cursed in Ancient Greek. (Percy was glad he didn't understand what Luke said.) "A Smoothie," Luke deadpanned, coughing again and a blue slushies from 7/11 appeared, dumping all over him and the master bolt currently in his hands. "Dam it," Luke groaned. Now he was caught red handed and sticky.

"You stole the master bolt?" Percy whispered, stepping back.

"I did?" Luke feigned innocence. "Percy, I am sick. My powers are going haywire. That's probably why it's in my hands," he bullshitted, hoping Percy would believe him.

"Okay..." Percy hesitantly replied. Luke sighed. "I should probably get this to Dionysus. Or you should. I must go quarantine with the others." He dropped the bolt. "And shower," he grumbled, shaking a glob of slushies off of his hand.

Luke sneezed again and more items fell tot be ground, a left shoe that belong to Hermes hitting Percy in the head. Next thing he knew, a mountain of left shoes fell on him. "How did you manage to steal all of this!?" Percy shouted at Luke who cackled.

"Let's just say I wanted child support and took something of his," Luke snickered, imagining how confused Hermes would be to see all of his left shoes missing...again. Now that was an adventure Luke would never forget. A year after his quest, Luke, being a petty bitch, stole all of Hermes' left shoes. He even blamed it on Apollo.

"YOU SON OF A--" Lee Fletcher screamed, aiming a bow at the Hermes kids, Luke stood to the side, confused. "What in Hades is going on!?"

"THEY STOLE THE PLUSHIES!" Lee snarled, eyes glowing with rage. "THEY TOOK ALL FIFTY PLUSHIES!"

"The cow ones?" Luke asked.

"YES THE COW ONES!" Lee shouted back.

"Well, simple, keep a better eye on them. I am going to sleep. Settle this yourselves." Luke shrugged, going into the showers before collapsing on his bunk. Maybe things would be better in the morning.

Things were not, and now the entire camp was sick. Luke hated his life.

Bonus scene: if Nico was at camp

Nico coughed and tons of chibi skeletons popped into existence, all following Nico would like lost ducklings. "Not a word," he glared at Will, who was covering his mouth to poorly hide his laughter.

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Okay, so I have this Luke idea. Also, I know! An original post from me. Took me long enough lol.

So! It's sort of this half-baked AU I created after a roleplay with my friend (@tired-gaydumbass ). It's basically, after The Last Olympian. Luke is dead. Sadly. HOWEVER, Luke keeps sneaking out of the Underworld so Hades is like, "I've had enough. You want out. Here." AND BAM! He makes Luke a sort of bodyguard/servant (think Meg and Apollo's relationship) to Nico.

That's all I have for now. I will post more updates about this. I am also looking for a yay or nay on writing more to this AU. (I'm looking at you @lukecastellanshandholder and @off-with-medusas-head. I need your opinions on this.)

Well, that's all. Time to disappear into my hole again. CIAO!

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My #1 post of 2022

IT'S HERE!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39378129

I hope you all enjoy this!

@lukecastellanshandholder @off-with-medusas-head I finished it! I hope I made you guys proud!

14 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

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Princess and the Knight

Mafia!Bucky Barnes x black!reader

Summary: Bucky would do anything for you, and he means that

Warnings: Violence, assault, murder

A/N: Dipped my toes into the world of writing for mob Bucky, enjoy!!!

Word Count: 1.2k

Tonight was supposed to be a fun night out with your friends. With work making you more tense than usual, you didn’t hesitate to accept Natasha’s invitation for a girls' night out at a nearby bar. But everything wasn’t going as you hoped.

When you and your friends first arrived, you didn’t hesitate to go to the bar and order a round of shots. Shouts of happiness rang out across the group and you felt at ease. You were surrounded by people you always had fun with, and that was what you focused on. You even let a couple of guys buy you drinks because who would turn that down?

After about 20 minutes, you all decided to move onto the dance floor. You were singing along to the song that was blasting, it was one of your favorites as you danced with your other friend Wanda. A smile was permanently plastered on your face and you were having a great time. That was until a creep decided to ruin your fun.

You didn’t even notice him until you were dancing, you could spot him in the corner of your eye watching your every move. He looked gross and greasy, definitely not someone you’d even walk up to. Besides, you were already with Bucky, the love of your life. He was everything you wanted in a man. He held an undying loyalty to you, treated you like a queen, showered you with love and gifts, and being with him was heaven. He was also involved in one of the biggest mob organizations in the city. At first, he tried to hide his lifestyle from you. His wealth being covered up with coming from old money which wasn’t entirely untrue, but it was only part of it. He finally mustered up the courage to tell you what he does for a living, wondering if you would run off or not, and you didn’t.

You were his, and him being a mob boss wouldn’t change it. He just made sure to never bring his work around you, no matter what. He didn’t want you to see the violent side of him. He was always going to be gentle with you, not wanting you to be scared of him, and you loved it. He would die for you, kill for you, but you never wanted to test that, but maybe you might have to.

When you notified Wanda of the strange man, she pulled you away towards the back of the crowd away from his eyesight. You tried to shake the man from your mind and resumed having a good time. That was until you felt two hands set on your waist. You quickly pushed them off and turned around, seeing the man standing behind you.

“What the fuck dude?!” You yelled at him over the music

“Just wanted to dance with you, what’s the harm in that?” He replied smugly

You scoffed “Yeah but I didn’t ask you to, besides I have a boyfriend”

“And he let you leave the house like that?” He pointed to your skin-tight sheer black dress

“Let me? I’m my own person you prick, and besides, he said I looked pretty so” you tilted your head “Still doesn’t give you the right to just grab me like that”

“I hardly grabbed you, don’t be so dramatic. If you didn’t want people to approach you don’t leave the house dressed like a whore”

Your eyes widened and you went to lunge at him before Wanda pulled you back as you kept yelling at him. She led you out of the bar and turned to face you “You alright?” She asked

“Yeah I’m fine” you shuddered “I just- he’s a prick” you crossed your arms “How dare he just put his hands on me then call ME a whore? Who does he think he is?”

Wanda rubbed the side of your arm as you continued to be angry, muttering to yourself. “I know what to do” you pulled your phone out of your purse “Gonna show that asshole who he messed with” you dialed Bucky’s number and held the phone to your ear.

“Hey darling, having fun?” He spoke first

“No! Can you come down here please?” You pleaded

Bucky frowned and immediately pulled on a shirt and shoes “I’ll be there in five minutes” he hung up. You held back a smile, he didn’t even need a reason, he was always going to come when you needed him.

Wanda looked at you “You know he’s gonna probably kill him right?”

You nodded “Mhm”

Wanda giggled and shook her head as you both waited for Bucky to show up.

Not even five minutes later, Bucky pulls up outside of the bar, getting out of it and standing tall in all his 6’4 glory. You didn’t hesitate to go over to him and wrap your arms around him, resting your head against his chest. He held you close and kissed the top of your head “What happened sweetheart?”

You looked up at him “Some guy was being creepy and kept staring at me the whole night, and when we went to go dance he followed me and tried to dance with me, put his hands on my waist, and when I tried to tell him off he called me a whore for wearing my dress”

You watched as Bucky’s eyes darkened “Where is he?” “He should still be in there, we didn’t see him leave”

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Tug of War (1)

CEO!Steve Rogers x black!reader

Summary: Y/N caught the attention of her boss, who’s determined to win her over

A/N: My first official series!!! I'm so excited to write this and I hope you all like it :)

Warnings: None, I dont think

SERIES MASTERLIST

Y/N was one of the last people at the office for the day which made sense considering it was almost 11 pm. She worked at one of the biggest law firms in New York City and this case was tough as she did her best to gather arguments to get her client the lowest prison sentence she could. Once she looked over at her computer and her eyes felt fuzzy and blurry, that’s when she knew she was done for the day. She packed up her things and locked up her office before going to the elevator. She pulled out her phone and checked for any missed messages and replied to a few before hearing the elevator doors open.

When she looked up from her phone, she was met with a tall, blonde man who was dressed in a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, holding his jacket on his arm and black dress pants. She could admit, this man was absolutely gorgeous. She’s probably seen him around but who knows due to how busy she can get. She flashed him a small smile and got on the elevator with him and stood beside him and watched the elevator doors close.

“Long night?” The man spoke to her in his deep baritone voice

She looked up at him before nodding a bit “Um, yeah, I pretty much always leave at this time” she chuckled nervously “You?”

He shrugged “Yeah, something like that. Just came to see how everything going” She gave him a confused look “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around before. Granted I’ve only been here 6 months so”

He chuckled “Well when you own everything, there’s no need to come into work every day”

Her eyes widened “Y-You own the law firm?”

He nodded “Well, half of it” he turned to you and stuck his hand out “Steve Rogers”

You reached out and shook his hand “Y/N L/N” you let out a nervous smile before seeing the elevator doors open as he walked out with you

“How are you getting home?” He turned to face you again

“Um, probably just going to take the train or something”

He frowned “It’s pretty late. It’s dangerous for a pretty thing like you to be taking the train. Why don’t I take you home?”

You shook your head “N-No, that’s alright Mr. Rogers I do this every day it’s completely fine”

“Every day? This city is dangerous and you take the train at night alone every day?!”

You opened your mouth to speak before he cut you off “That’s going to stop, I’m driving you home every night from now on”

Who were you to say no to that? “O-Okay”

He nodded and set a hand on the small of your back and led the both of you out of the building. He brought you over to his sleek black car which almost made your eyes bulge out of your head “This is yours?!”

He looked at you as he opened the passenger seat door for you “One of them” he smiled as you thanked him before getting in as he got in the driver's seat. You gave him your address as he pulled off.

You could feel your heart beating out of your chest, in pure disbelief that this was your life now. This doesn’t happen to girls like you. You just kept to yourself and let life pass you by a bit. Yes, you were successful and got your dream job, but you never caught anyone’s eye. You accepted the fact that you weren’t considered attractive, so when Mr. Rogers said you were pretty, you couldn’t help but think you were being pranked or that this was a bet or something.

“So, did you grow up here?” He glanced over at you before looking back at the road “Y-Yeah, in Brooklyn” you looked over at him “No shit, me too” he smiled “Do you like working at the firm?”

You nodded enthusiastically “Yes, it’s been wonderful. I’ve always wanted to be a lawyer so working at one of the best, it’s like a dream come true”

He smirked a bit “Well, we only hire the best, so you obviously did everything right”

You felt your cheeks heat up and smiled to yourself “Th-thank you”

He nodded and took one of his hands off the wheel, setting it against the open window “Have anyone waiting for you at home?”

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Young and In Love

College!Stucky x black!reader

Summary: Being in love with Steve and Bucky during your college years

Warnings: mentions of violence

A/N: AHHHH I always wanted to write about Stucky because come on, why have one when you can have both? hope you enjoy!!

Word Count: 532

You met at a party you were dragged to by your roommate when her friends bailed on her

You were a sophomore and they were seniors which always made you feel a bit insecure because you felt inexperienced compared to them, but they always assured you that you set the pace in the relationship and they’re going to follow your lead

One or both (mainly both) always walk with you to class, even if it was across campus from where they needed to be

You always go to their apartment on the weekends but stay at your dorm during the week so you can get to class easier

They help you study when they can even if they haven’t taken the class before

They’re not allowed to study with you for finals because they always distract you so you send them away until finals week is over, but they do text you words of encouragement which help keep you motivated

They all have a date night every other Saturday and the person who chooses what they do is in rotation starting with you, then Bucky, then Steve. It keeps things interesting and also exposes you all to things that you end up liking

They’re both super protective but in different ways. Steve is more about making sure you’re okay if someone is giving you a hard time, pulling you away just to sit and talk, wiping your tears if you need him to, Bucky on the other hand won’t hesitate to resort to violence if he needs to. A guy once grabbed your ass when you were at a club which led to Bucky leading him outside to an alley and beating the literal shit out of them. Thankfully you ran out and stopped him before he could put the guy in the hospital.

It was kinda hot to you but you didn’t want him to himself in danger because of you and he simply replied “I’m always gonna protect you doll, no matter what”

When other girls flirt with either of them and you see it, you don’t say anything, just go up and take their hand, pulling them away. They don’t question it and just go with you, smiling to themselves

You steal all of their hoodies, like all of them. They were at their place one day and noticed so many of them were gone and were initially confused before realizing it was you that had taken them. They weren’t upset, quite the opposite. They thought it was adorable considering how short you were and how big they looked on you. When they stopped smelling like them that’s when you would give them back but would take them back once their scent was back

Overall they are madly in love with you and will do anything to ensure your happiness and safety. If their girl comes to them with a frown on her face then they’re determined to change that

If you’re feeling insecure about your appearance they’ll tell you why every part of you is gorgeous which usually leads to you crying a little

Steve and Bucky are down bad for their girl, and the feeling is mutual.

170 notes - Posted January 27, 2022

Bucky Moves In

Bucky Barnes x black!reader

Summary: When Bucky moved in

Warnings: None

A/N: Long time no write. My bad, school is a bitch and I had no time to write. Anywho, there’s a time jump about a year ahead and we’re moving on to blurbs about their little family. Enjoy!

Word Count: 496

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

The topic came up when you and Bucky were cuddling in your bed after putting Logan to sleep, the young boy making Bucky read him three stories before he did. You had your head resting on Bucky’s broad, firm chest, listening to his steady heartbeat as he rubbed your back. You loved when he held you like this, feeling safe and protected. You let out a happy sigh and smiled to yourself as you heard him speak up

“I wanna stay here forever” he mumbled yet you heard every word loud and clear. You looked up at him with his hand going to play with your newly done braids. “Well, why don’t you?” You sat up a bit more to look at him.

“What do you mean doll?” He pulled you closer to him, having you almost sitting on his lap

“I mean, you’re here all the time, you only go back to your own place to get new clothes” you held onto his bicep

“Oh, I’m sorry. Do you want me to visit less?” He frowned a bit

You shook your head “No” you let out a slight chuckle “I want you to move in. We’ve been together for a while now and I love when you’re around and helping with Logan, I want you to move in” you ran a hand through his hair and gave him a hopeful look, hoping you didn’t freak him out or have him think you were going too fast in your relationship.

Bucky’s lips pulled into a wide smile “Of course I wanna move in sweetheart” he pecked your lips “A chance to be with you and Logan all the time? Waking up next to you every morning and sleeping beside you every night? Hell yeah I’m gonna move in” you squealed a little and pulled him into a tight hug, pressing kisses to his cheek as he chuckled, turning his head to connect his lips with yours.

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My #1 post of 2022

Tug of War Masterlist

CEO!Steve Rogers x black!reader

Summary: Y/N caught the attention of her boss, who’s determined to win her over

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9-NEW!!!

244 notes - Posted May 4, 2022

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#marvel - 52 posts

#eddie diaz - 46 posts

#the witcher - 40 posts

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#op i love this♥️ - 37 posts

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Longest Tag: 134 characters

#its going to be a buddie fic because i havent written one in a while and right now seems like the perfect time to write some sad angst

My Top Posts in 2022:

The Next Logical Step

Harley and Shuri take the next logical step:

Building a potato gun out of vibranium.

This is my entry for the @black-characters-matter-fest prompt #73. You can read it as Harley/Shuri but it’s more Gen.

Short piece included below the line.

Harley figured that it was the next logical step. Between the war, enemies turned allies and weapon upgrades, Shuri needed a project that wasn’t too taxing and actually sounded fun. So she agreed with his assessment. Peter was unfortunately unable to make it, but they had promised to do it again with him.

For now, her attention was on the prototype in front of her.

“Why a potato gun though?” Shuri asked Harley as he loaded up the schematics of the previous potato gun from his tablet to the holo-screen.

“I was ten and needed something to protect me and my sister from intruders. A real gun was out of the question and on of our neighbours had just planted a potato garden,” The boy shrugged, and Shuri shook her head.

“So now you want to make it better?”

“Just imagine if it could different vegetables. Or if it could shoot further.”

“Increase the power and velocity of the projectiles and you turn a simple potato gun into a weapon. We’d also have to account for the size difference of the vegetables,” Shuri said, already drawing up plans. Making a potato gun out of vibranium sounded like the stupidest idea that she ever had but she was tempted.

“Try these,” Harley slid over the digital schematics of an unfinished potato gun.

“Mark 15? Why do you have so many versions?” Shuri asked, taking a look at what she was sent. If she overlaid her plans with the ones in front of her, they would have the gun ready by the end of the day.

“Why not? Things can always be made better.”

“That’s what I said, but my brother doesn’t understand the need for upgrading,” Shuri rolled her eyes.

“No offence to the king, but I saw his shoes. Technological upgrades are the least of his worries,” Harley stage whispered. One of the Dora Milaje smiled for a brief second before schooling her face.

Shuri burst out laughing, thinking of the ‘What are those’ moment she had a few years back. It was a while ago and still her brother’s fashion sense hadn’t improved.

“No offense taken. I’ve also been trying to get him to change he shoes,” she said, catching her breath. Then she pointed at the screen, “Is the overlay good? I thought that we can use vibranium for the outer shell and pistons, then keep the rest a light metal. So –”

“– that it stays lightweight and we can make easy changes without wasting material,” Harley finished, nodding with an impressed look on his face. “This looks really good.”

“Well, anything made with vibranium usually does,” Shuri shrugged.

“Can’t argue that. I saw Bucky Barnes’ arm.”

“That was mostly my brother.”

“Ah, so the whole family is full of geniuses,” Harley joked. “Unfortunately, only the women have a good fashion sense.”

Shuri snorted again before turning back to the computer. They both worked on editing a few sections before they started with the fabrication process. It took them five hours to complete the entire potato gun, both the fabrication and assembly.

“That’s a beautiful gun,” Harley whistled, and Shuri nodded in agreement.

“Please tell me I’m not late,” Peter’s voice echoed through the lab as he made his way down the ramp.

“You missed all the science bits,” Harley shouted back. They hugged before Peter made his way over to hug Shuri. She could see that he was slightly out of breath, meaning he ran the whole way from the hangar to her lab.

“We still have to test it though,” Shuri offered.

“For science, right? We’re testing various vegetables for science,” Peter confirmed, a slightly mischievous glint in his eye.

Harley clapped him on the shoulder and turned to look at the Mark XIIV potato gun on the table, “Of course it’s for science.”

18 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

My Heart Will Be Your Home Artwork

I had the pleasure of creating art for @drgrlfriend 's story for the @winterhawk-olympic-bang!

She wrote such an amazing story that I hope you all take the time to check out!

Read it here!

Artwork under the cut:

NB: shirtless guys and minor injury warning

Bucky and his soulmark:

Clint and his soulmark:

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18 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

what for do you yearn?

Summary:

Geralt really didn't mean to fall for a biker. It doesn't help that Cirilla keeps cheering him on from the sidelines. And why do they suddenly own leather jackets?

In which Jaskier is the biker and Geralt is the single father who falls in love with him.

Warnings: N/A

Pairings: Jaskier/Geralt

Square Filled: Biker AU

A/N: @thewitcherbingo

Short piece I wrote under the tag.

I might expand on the story, I don't know...

Geralt wasn’t actually paying attention to the motorcycles as they parked outside the shopping centre. It wasn’t until Cirilla pulled his arm and pointed to them. He looked on in vague interest, scanning them as they all got off their bikes one at a time. Like dominos.

Until his eyes landed on the last person. There was nothing inherently special about the person, except for how out of place they looked. Everyone else was laughing and hanging off each other but that person – that man, Geralt discovered when he removed his helmet – was quiet and looked detached from the group.

Geralt was actually surprised to find that he was the leader, as all the men and women waited until he had passed before following him into the store. Not to mention, that while everyone else had embellishments and spots of colour on their bikes and clothes, the man’s clothes were a plain maroon leather and an equally plain black bike.

Right as he passed Geralt, their eyes met. It wasn’t anything special, but Geralt still felt a tingle down his spine at being noticed.

They held each other’s gaze until the man was gone into the store.

“Do you think they’re bad news?” Ciri asked, snapping Geralt out of what ever daze he had been in.

“Probably not, just because they look bad doesn’t mean that they are,” Geralt answered, placing the rest of their shopping bags into the car.

“I hope that they are, then something will finally happen in this town,” she muttered stepping away from where she was leaning against the trunk. “Maybe they’ll even let me join them. Do you think I’ll look good in a leather jacket?”

“Over my dead, burnt body, Ciri,” Geralt shut that idea down. He knew that once she got too excited about it, he’ll end up spending half his pay check on leather jackets and the other half on a motorcycle. And he was already busy paying for the fencing lessons she took interest in a few months prior.

“No need to take it that far,” she huffed.

Geralt rolled his eyes, “just get into the car.”

Ciri pouted but did as she was told. Her being gone gave Geralt a few minutes to process what had happened earlier. Geralt never stared, not if he didn’t have to, but there was something about that man.

Suddenly Geralt found himself wanting to know more about the mysterious biker leader.

23 notes - Posted February 16, 2022

My first fill for @stucky-week Day 1: Memories. This will be one long work with one chapter for each day. Sometimes with art/moodboards, sometimes with a sneak peak into their life after CATWS.

As well as for @avengersbingo for the fill Reunited

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Additional Tags: Reunions; Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier; Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence; Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier; Pre-Avengers: Age of Ultron (Movie); Avengers: Age of Ultron (Movie); Post-Avengers: Age of Ultron (Movie); Other Additional Tags to Be Added; Getting Back Together; Sort of because Bucky doesn't remember; Bucky Barnes Recovering; Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug; Bucky Barnes Feels; Steve Rogers Needs a Hug; Steve Rogers Feels; Art; Sort of? - Freeform; Canon Typical Violence Against Hydra; how is that not a tag?

Chapters: 1/7

Summary:

Steve and Bucky on dealing with the aftermath of CATWS.

Together.

25 notes - Posted February 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Kasey's AO3 Master List

Note: this will be only of recent and upcoming fics. I don't have the energy to put them all.

Marvel

A Picture's Words, A Person's Story (SpideyPool, 14K, Completed)

Our Love Was Made for Movie Screens (Stucky, 4K, WIP)

Happy Valentine’s Day (ThunderShield, 2K, Completed)

By Fate (Tony/Sam, 4K, Completed)

It Feels Like Coming Home (Stucky, 28K, Completed)

This Was Not on The Brochure (Stucky, 5K, Completed)

I Saw Right Through You (Stucky, 12K, Completed)

9-1-1

This Is For My Mother (Buddie, 29K, Completed)

Unsteady (Christopher Diaz centric, 5k est, Coming Sept hopefully)

He loved you (and it was killing him) (Buddie, TBD, Coming Soon)

Teen Wolf

To Hold My Shaking Hands (Petopher, 3.4K, Completed)

To Run In To Your Arms (Steter, 11K, Completed)

Between The End and Where We Lie (Jordan/Kira, 20ish, Coming Soon)

Witcher

We'll Get Better (Geraskier, 4.5K, Completed)

what for d'you yearn? (Geraskier, TBD, TBD)

Halo

The Weight of Their Sins (Is the Guilt I Carry) (Gen, 1.2K, Completed)

The Battles We've Fought (Gen, TBD, TBD)

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Hopefully I'll remember to update this as things happen. For now, you can check me out here for all my other fics.

40 notes - Posted July 12, 2022

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I posted 552 times in 2022

That's 274 more posts than 2021!

55 posts created (10%)

497 posts reblogged (90%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@caplanbuckybarnes

@lexiepiper

@jobean12-blog

@alrightythenbabe

@nana1000night

I tagged 29 of my posts in 2022

#marvel - 22 posts

#marvel fanfiction - 20 posts

#bucky barnes - 18 posts

#marvel one shot - 17 posts

#bucky barnes x reader - 16 posts

#bbb2022 - 14 posts

#buckybarnesbingo2022 - 11 posts

#fluff - 6 posts

#james buchanan barnes - 5 posts

#steve rogers - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 31 characters

#birthday writing challenge 2022

My Top Posts in 2022:

Aphrodite

Summary: You feel uncomfortable in everything you own. Luckily, your boyfriend’s jacket fits you perfectly

Written for: @buckybarnesbingo

Words: 1261

Square Filled: U4- Boyfriend Jacket

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Plus Sized!Female Reader

Warnings: Body issues, mild adult themes

For a while now, you had been feeling uncomfortable in your clothes. Everything you put on felt tight or twisted up in all the wrong places but ever since you started stealing Bucky’s jacket, those things didn’t matter. Whenever you were wearing it, you felt so much better. The warmth you felt didn’t just come from the garment itself but whenever Bucky caught you in it. Feeling his eyes on you made you feel confident, beautiful and loved. Bucky told you how much he adored seeing you in it and how gorgeous he thought you were. You loved that man so much.

…

You were in the kitchen wearing Bucky’s jacket, grabbing yourself a snack.

“Don’t you think it’s time you gave your poor boyfriend his jacket back?” Nat mused from behind you.

“Nope. Mine now,” you grinned. “Besides, it’s the only thing that fits me nowadays…”

“If you want, I can take you shopping,” Nat offered.

“Thanks, Nat, but I think I’ll pass,” you sighed, sitting down to eat.

“Everything alright?” Nat asked, picking up on something in your voice.

“I don’t really like clothes shopping. The last time I went, I nearly got stuck in something and almost burst into tears in the dressing room… The salespeople always make me feel so insecure and forget about buying pretty underwear. They all seem to think that if you’re beyond a certain size, you don’t deserve anything outside of plain white, black or beige…”

Bucky heard your every word. It hurt him to think that you felt this way. He wished that he could take every flaw you saw in yourself and turn them into how he saw you.

“You know, Nat… Whenever I wear Bucky’s jacket, all of that goes away. It smells like him and it feels like he’s hugging me… Whenever he looks at me in his jacket, it makes me feel… like I’m the only woman in the world that matters to him. Some days, I can’t believe that Adonis chose me…”

Bucky walked up behind you and kissed the top of your head.

“Hi, beautiful,” he smiled, pecking your lips.

“Hi, handsome. We were just talking about you.”

“Really? Nothing bad I hope,” he smirked, like he hadn’t just been listening in.

“I was just telling Nat how lucky I am to have a boyfriend like you.”

Bucky kissed you deeply, sending butterflies to the pit of your stomach. It was one of those kisses that took your breath away and made you glad to be a woman... specifically Bucky’s woman.

“Have I told you how gorgeous you look in my jacket?” he panted when he pulled away.

“Not today,” you purred.

“Well let’s fix that…”

Bucky kissed you again, pulling you close to his body.

“Guys, this is a kitchen. People eat here,” Nat teased.

You felt the heat rush to your face as you pulled away.

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114 notes - Posted November 8, 2022

Childhood Friends

Summary: When you moved to San Fransisco for a new job, you bumped into the last person you ever thought you would see again; your long-lost childhood companion Eddie Brock

Word Count: 1118

Pairings: Eddie Brock x Chubby!Female Reader

Warnings: Some body issues, fluff, mild swear words

A/N: Requested by a wonderful Nonnie

When you were a child, your best friend was a boy named Eddie Brock. You did everything together. When you were a teenager, your family moved away, leaving you heartbroken but on your very last day in town, you and Eddie went to a carnival where he won you a stuffed panda. Sadly, over the years, you lost touch with your friend but that little teddy bear was your most prized possession.

…

It was a brisk San Fransisco morning and you were getting a coffee to energise yourself before a busy day of carting boxes into your new apartment. You were so lost in your own thoughts that you failed to see the person standing behind you and you collided with them.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t see where I was going and I…”

“Y/N? Is that you?”

It took you a few minutes to figure out who this mystery man was.

“Eddie? Eddie Brock?”

He grinned and nodded. You couldn’t hold back the squeal of delight as you threw your arms around him.

“I can’t believe it’s really you. What are you doing here?” Eddie asked.

“I live here now. I was just getting coffee…”

You felt heat flood your face as you looked at the mess you had made on Eddie’s shirt.

“I’ll pay for that to be washed…”

“Don’t worry about it,” he shrugged. “So, do you need any help moving or are you still getting settled in?”

“As I was saying, I was just on my way up to move boxes,” you went on to explain.

“I’m not doing anything right now. I could give you a hand,” he offered.

“No, no, I couldn’t, especially after I spilled coffee all over you,” you protested.

“Please, it’s the least I could do for an old friend. We could get to know each other again and catch up,” he smiled.

…

It took you a while but with Eddie’s help, you soon had all of your boxes of belongings inside your new apartment and you were sure without his help it would have taken you longer. As you worked, you caught up Eddie’s life since you left and you told him about yours. When he left, you couldn’t help feeling a spark between the two of you. Before you left, you thought that Eddie would be your first boyfriend but that never happened. It didn’t help that he had grown into such an attractive adult. You had dated here and there but you could never find someone quite like Eddie. Another thing that affected your dating life was your insecurities about your looks. Between the stresses of daily life and a medical condition, you had put on a bit of weight. It wasn’t the weight itself that bothered you so much as it was the jerks who teased you about it. You just wished you could find someone who didn’t care about the superficial stuff. Maybe even someone like Eddie.

…

It had taken some time to get your apartment just the way you wanted it but once the furniture was in place (with a little help from Eddie) and all your homey touches had been arranged, you invited Eddie over for a celebratory dinner. It was just over six when Eddie arrived carrying a small potted flower.

“I got you a house warming present,” he smiled.

“Aw, thank you. That’s so thoughtful,” you smiled back. “Come in and make yourself comfortable.”

As you went to put the plant near your kitchen window, Eddie looked around your home.

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130 notes - Posted July 7, 2022

The Devil’s Fever

Summary: When Matt gets sick, you’re there to take care of him

Word Count: 1300

Pairings: Matt Murdock x Reader

Warnings: Mild swear words, mentions/ symptoms of flu

It was inevitable that Matt would eventually get sick. He spent all night out in the cold, in the freezing rain, getting drenched to the bone, come home and not even changed out of his wet clothes. The morning after one such night, Matt could feel a little scratchiness at the back of his throat but decided to walk it off like he did so many things. By the time he got to the office, a headache had set in and his muscles were beginning to ache (although that could just be from the beating he took, he guessed).

“Hey, Foggy,” Matt greeted, taking a seat at his desk. “What’s our first case?”

“Our first case is… woah, you look like crap,” Foggy remarked, immediately once he saw Matt’s condition, the statement coming from a place of concern.

It wasn’t just the bruises that caught Foggy’s attention but there was just something off about Matt’s general appearance that just wasn’t right.

“Thanks, man,” Matt scoffed, shrugging off the comment. He knew Foggy meant well.

“Are you sure you don’t just wanna stay home, man?” Foggy asked.

“Nah, I’ll be fine,” Matt waved off.

“Okay, but if you’re not feeling good, you can go home, okay?”

“I’ll be fine, Foggy. Really,” he tried to reassure.

Matt was not fine. As the day ticked by, he was getting progressively worse. Foggy was so wrapped up in his own work, he didn’t notice how bad his friend’s condition was. Matt tried to focus on his work but he couldn’t concentrate. His clothes felt like sandpaper on his skin and the world he could hear outside was practically screaming at him. By midmorning, he was beginning to sweat.

“Morning, guys. I brought coffee,” you cheerfully greeted.

“Thanks, Y/N. You’re a life saver,” Foggy grinned, taking the foam cup from your hand.

You smiled back until you saw your boyfriend slumped at his desk and rushed over to him.

“Matt? Matty, baby, talk to me,” you implored, carefully lifting his chin.

His skin was hot and clammy.

“’m fine,” he mumbled.

You removed his glasses and looked into his eyes, seeing they were glassy and bloodshot.

“You’re not fine, you’re sick,” you stated, helping him get up from his desk. “Foggy, I’m going to take Matt home.”

“Go right ahead, Y/N. Hope you feel better soon,” Foggy said.

Matt wanted to give some smart reply and to argue that he wasn’t sick but his head was too clouded to even think straight. He let you take him back home.

…

As soon you arrived at Matt’s place, you got him changed into something more comfortable than his suit and got him into bed.

“You get some rest and I’ll go out and some supplies, okay?”

You were expecting Matt to argue and put up a fight but instead, he laid down and went to sleep which only proved to you how much this illness had taken out of him.

…

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Twice The Mate

Summary: Being an important alpha of the town came with a lot of expectations, especially when it came to choosing the right mate. Perhaps you may even find two…

Word Count: 1576

Pairings: Alpha!Bucky x AlphaFemale!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, mild adult themes, Alpha Steve and Bucky

A/N: This is my first time writing one of these types of fics and it was weirdly inspired by a documentary on cassowaries (big Australian birds that can kick a grown man to the curb). I also want to thank @jobean12-blog and @navybrat817 for some of their advice (go check out their amazing works).

Being a pillar of the community wasn’t an easy job but you strived to be as approachable as possible. Lately there had been a lot of pressure for you to choose a mate and continue your family legacy. It wasn’t just that easy. You didn’t want some soft little omega nor some mediocre beta… you wanted an alpha but one who fits your high standards.

Wanting to take a break from your local duties, you decided to head to the pool to blow off some steam. As you were sunbaking, you relayed your to your best friend Nat.

“Why don’t you pick Rumlow? He’s strong and not bad looking,” she suggested.

You scoffed at the idea and rolled your eyes.

“Because I’ve worked with him enough to know his type. If I picked him, the omegas in town wouldn’t stand a chance much less the rest of the community. I need an alpha who’s more than just strong and good looking. I need one who’s kind and cares about everyone and not just the other alphas…”

Just then, one of the handsomest men walked into your line of vision. He was tall with blond hair, blue eyes and a muscular build. By the smell of him and the way he held himself, an alpha too.

“Okay, is everyone wearing sunscreen?” he asked.

It was only then did you realise the group of small children that he was being followed by, all wearing their water wings and other floatation devices for safety. They all answered with a chorus of “Yes, Mister Steve”, except for one little boy in the group. Rather than scold the boy for not doing as he was told, the teacher (whom you presumed was named Steve) knelt down and applied the sunscreen to the boy’s skin, explaining the importance of the act. Once that was done, he stood up and headed to the edge of the pool.

“Everyone ready?” the instructor asked.

“Ready!” the children cheered.

On his count, they jumped into the water together, save for one little girl who stood shyly on the edge.

“Come on, you can do it,” Steve gently encouraged.

The girl shook her head.

“I’m scared!” she cried.

“I promise you I’ll catch you…”

The girl contemplated it for a few moments before jumping into his waiting arms.

“I did it!” she cheered.

“You sure did!” he smiled.

The man gently let the little girl go so she could join the rest of the class. The whole time, you could not take your eyes off him. His tone was ever kind to the children but firm when it needed to be and he encouraged them to try the tasks themselves, only stepping in if they were truly struggling. When the swim class was over, he dismissed the class cheerfully and went to get his towel. You knew you had to go and talk to him.

“Hi,” you smiled.

“Oh! H-hello. You’re, uh… Y/N, right? I’ve seen you around…”

“That’s right. I was just watching you teach…”

He became flustered which only helped to strengthen your resolve.

“You must think it’s silly, an alpha teaching small children instead of doing something manly like protecting the town… My name is Steve, by the way…”

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229 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

That Darn Cat

Summary: When a white cat enters your life, she decides to adopt you as her secondary human.

Word Count: 1355

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Tagging some Bucky lovers: @jobean12-blog @buckysbirdie

It was a pleasant spring morning. Wanting to take advantage of the nice weather you took your laptop out to your balcony to do some work. You worked for about an hour before deciding you needed to take a break from looking at your screen. With a stretch and a sigh, you just happened to look over at your neighbour’s adjoining balcony. That was when you noticed a white cat was sitting on a chair and staring at you intently.

“Morning. Nice day, isn’t it?” you mused, not really expecting the cat to answer but chuckling when it let out a soft mew.

The cat jumped up onto the table of the outdoor setting, onto the railing and over onto your side of the balcony.

“Well, hello there. Did you want to come and introduce yourself?” you cooed as the cat sauntered over to you and rubbed itself against your leg.

You couldn’t help but smile and pat her before placing her on your lap. The cat purred happily.

“You’re a sweet thing, aren’t you?”

“Alpine…” you heard a man’s voice call from inside the apartment next door.

You stood up and carried the cat over to the fence, gently placing her on the table so she could go back the way she came.

You sometimes caught glimpses of the gorgeous man who lived there but you had yet to meet him. You often wondered what he was like.

…

Over the next few weeks, Alpine had been a regular visitor to your balcony and had gone as far as inviting herself into your apartment. You had gone as far as rearranging your balcony setting and leaving your door open a crack so she could come and go as she so pleased and had taken to calling her Babydoll. Not wanting to be a bad host to your feline guest, you had begun feeding her. You found she loved anything fish flavoured, had a tolerance for chicken but despised anything beef, turning her nose up in disgust at it. You quite enjoyed her company; it was like having a very chill girlfriend you could hang out with and vent to.

One evening, you came home from one of the most boring dates you had ever been on. After biding your date goodbye, you walked in the door and found Alpine on your couch giving you one of the most judgmental looks you had ever seen a cat give.

“What? Don’t give me that look. He was just a blind date a friend set me up with and I… I’m justifying myself to a cat,” you sighed, taking a seat next to Alpine who promptly jumped into your lap.

“It wouldn’t have worked out anyway. The guy had no sense of humour and he was possibly one of the dullest people I have ever met. Plus, he was so cheap he wouldn’t let me order anything… If I were to meet someone, he’d have to kind, smart, funny… wouldn’t hurt if he were easy on the eyes,” you laughed, idly patting Alpine’s soft fur. “What about your owner? What’s he like? He single?”

You only had small insights of your next-door neighbour but it gave you some inklings of the sort of man he was. Most Sunday mornings, he would sit on his balcony and drink his coffee. Sometimes you thought about going to talk with him but you felt too shy. He’d leave his door open and you could hear the music playing inside. He liked the old stuff; The Andrews Sisters, Frank Sinatra and Édith Piaf just to name a few. Alpine was so sweet and well cared for so it must mean he was a kind soul.

“What do you think about ordering some dinner and watching a little tv, hm?"

…

Forty minutes later, there was a knock on your door indicating your food had arrived. No sooner had you opened the door to collect your food, there was a huge boom of thunder and the power to the building went out. Alpine yowled in fright and took off out into the dark hallway. You quickly put the food on the table and grabbed your phone for a source of light. What if she got hurt or trampled on or what if some creepy weirdo tried to claim her? You couldn’t live with that on your conscience. As you chased after the white feline, you failed to notice Alpine’s true owner emerge from his apartment to also look for the cat. Fortunately, she hadn’t gotten too far away and you were able to catch up with her quickly.

“Gotcha, Babydoll!” you exclaimed as you scooped her up in your arms.

“What are you doing with my cat?”

You turned to see the man you had spent weeks admiring.

“Oh! You must be my neighbour. We haven’t formally met. I’m Y/N and for the last few weeks, your cat has been visiting me,” you explained.

“I see… I’d been wondering where she’d getting to when she vanishes. Thought she may have been hiding,” he said, giving Alpine a scritch under the chin. “My name’s Bucky.”

Alpine looked quite happy in your arms, smug almost. Her face seemed to say, “I like this human, father. May we keep them?”

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618 notes - Posted March 20, 2022

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