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#shout out to the only other person who wanted this aka mia
mansions-maiden · 3 years
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Helloooww againnnnn xD
Thank you so much for taking my request before (arthur mc switch place). Sooo i wanna request again if you have timeeee xD
About young mc was a mischievous kid, problem child and often got spanked by her mom back then. So i wanna request the scenario of mc suddenly become a little girl and 12 of them will dealing with her shit*y mischievous behavior xD. Kinda wanna see they got tired and traumatic to have children xD
Thank you so much before and i love you so muchhhhh ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
this was so much fun to write! and sorry it was late! I was busy with school work and the first draft got deleted. so had to rewrite it from the scratch. T-T. wrote it long as a compensation! Enjoy the reading! And second request from the same person! Love you too❤💕
word count: 2K.
The sun rose in the east and dyed the streets of 19th century France in it’s orange hue. Sebastian went to wake MC up as she didn’t wake up yet.
*rap rap* “MC! wake up! It’s morning already!” , he knocked MC bedroom’s door for sometime and yet, there was no answer from the other side. Worried, he went to comte and grabbed the spare keys to MC’s room.
He went inside and searched for mc. But when she couldn’t be found anywhere, he called for comte and Leonardo. Hearing his calls, Leo and comte immediately came running into the room, only to find a small girl child, fast asleep amidst the silky bedsheets.
The three men looked at each other before Leonardo gently picked up the girl in his arms. A crescent smile crawled on to their lips at the sight of the little girl.
Comte took the girl from Leonardo's arms and put her on his hip, wrapping an arm around her little waist.
"who is this little girl? Where did MC go?" Comte asked looking around the room.
The girl woke up from her slumber due to all voices and movements. The three men stared at her. " Hey Leo, why do I get a feeling that this little girl is MC? her eyes look the same as our mc..ow!" Comte cried in pain while speaking as MC was pulling his blonde locks of hair painfully.
Leo laughed at Comte and Sebastian quietly snickered before composing himself and spoke" M.comte, I think we should explain the situation to residents too."
"You're right Sebastian. I shall inform them. " Comte said, finally freeing his hair from MC's grip.
MC was giggling to herself loudly.
(Aand mama Comte and papa Leonardo mode have been activated )
All the residents stared at the new arrivals in the dining hall.
" Goodness Comte! When did you become father? Congratulations on becoming father of 13 members!" Arthur spoke from one end of the table with a mischievous grin.
"stop it Arthur. I am no one's father. And this little girl here is our MC. Looks like she took something that changed her into her childhood self". Comte said with a little frown as he took his seat.
"oh really!? MC is so cute! Come here little girl!" Vincent aka the gentle angel took her from Comte and sat her on the table. "Do you want bread lil doll?" Vincent asked, giving her the baguette.
MC threw the baguette on the other side of the table ( I can hear the sound of Comte's breaking heart seeing his favorite dish being thrown away XD. )
The baguette smacked Mozart's face and a disappointed sigh was heard from him ." It's only morning and I have to deal with little MC's ruckus? She already causes enough trouble in original form.." Mozart said.
"Mama! Papa! Give me chocolates!" MC went to Comte and tugged at his cloak with her little hands.
"wait! Why the hell is she calling you mama and papa!?" Theo asked with a surprised tone to which Leonardo replied with a shrug and laugh.
“sebastian? can you buy her some chocolates? “ comte asked. Sebastian immediately went into the town. 
"You're soo cute Toshiko- little mc! I want to squish you in my arms!" Dazai said as he poked her cheeks and suddenly, a shrill scream of pain escaped his mouth. " Ahh~! Why did you bite my hand !? " Dazai screamed again looking at the red bite mark appearing on his fingers.
"No one touches mc!" Mc squealed and jumped on to the floor and began running. "Catch me if you can!" Mc ran out of the dining room and disappeared into the gardens.
Arthur, Vincent and Napoleon were soon on their feet searching for mc. "Now, where did this sneaky little girl go?!" Arthur said, wiping the sweat beads on his forehead. That's when the three heard heard the adorable giggles of a child.
They saw mc, covered in mud from tip to toe and Arthur's and Theo's dogs running and playing with her.
"Gotcha!" "Ahh~ Arthur! Hehee!" Mc squealed and wriggled , trying to escape from Arthur's grasp.
"hey! W-what are you doing?!" Arthur exclaimed suddenly as he found himself getting covered in dirt by mc. " Wowee! Noe Arthur us dirty! Napoleon! Shoo him away and throw him in the bath"
"Go and freshen up Arthur. I'll take care of her" Napoleon told Arthur and sent him into the mansion.
" Napoleon! Bend down! Bend down! Gimme a piggy back ride! "
"wai- woah!!" Napoleon was surprisingly pulled down by MC by his Cape.
And that's how MC had a whole tour of mansion with Napoleon as her personal horse.
The sun rose further into the sky and soon it was afternoon. All the vampires gathered at the dining table including Shakespeare, who was invited for lunch by Vincent.
Shakespeare heard the giggles of a child. "Why doth I hear the giggles of a child in thy mansion Comte? " Shakespeare asked searching for the source of the voice.
"our MC has turned into a child Will. Those giggles are of our MC." Vincent explained what had happened from the morning.
" oh- looks like destiny has strange ways of entertaining herself.." Shakespeare murmured to no one and called out for MC.
"Shakespeare! You're here. I have some stories for you. Do you want to listen?" Mc asked running into the dining hall.
"what may those stories be little Angel?" Shakespeare asked, making her sit in the chair next to his.
" Do you know, Theo has sweet tooth secretly. He even fills his entire pancakes with sugar syrup! He dips everything he finds in sugar syrup.! And he wants Vincent  to love only him!”
"oi little Hondje ! What do you think you're blabbering about?!" Theo rose from his seat, as he stopped  eating his sugar syrup dipped pan cakes. XD .
"Vincent! Protect me from your darling brother!" MC said hiding behind Shakespeare and sticking her tongue out at Theo.
The mansion reverberated with the laughter of residents as she went on and on telling her stories , which had some of the most embarrassing stories of residents and had left residents with burning cheeks.
After lunch, Theo called little mc and took her out into the town along with his dog King. “ MC! come here! Don’t go wandering off!” Theo was having hard time catching mc and looking after his King at the same time.
“THEO! Come here! You must see this! It’s so cute!!” MC approached Theo and dragged him by his arm. Theo turned to stone as soon as he saw what had caught the sight of mc. “Theo! Theo? ...Hello..Theo!” MC shook Theo by his arm and Theo immediately looked down at her with a flustered gaze,” Why would you want to show me a cat?! You little rascal!” Theo bent down to reach mc’s height. “Oh.. Are you afraid of cats? I’m sorry! I didn’t know that.. but! OH! I gotta tell this to all the members!”
“Don’t you dare!” Theo now ran after MC as she sped off towards mansion. Her mischief kept all the residents on high alert their toes and they didn’t even realize it was evening.
When mc was roaming through the corridors, she found Leonardo fast asleep near the library doors again and  a sudden idea popped in her mind. She woke up Leonardo and gave him a glass of water. “ Leo! I thought you might be thirsty. So I brought you a glass of water!”
Unable to resist her puppy dog eyes, he took a sip of water, only to spit it out the next instant .” What did you mix in this cara mia?!”
“uh-oh! I think  I mixed the salt without my knowledge. Thank you for saving my tongue Leo!” mc said laughing and ran off into the corridors.
Sebastian was in kitchen, cooking dinner  when he felt his waistcoat being tugged. “ Hey, peasant! Bow down to the queen! “ MC posed as a queen with crown stolen taken from comte’s room. “ Your lovely highness, I’m afraid you’re not a queen yet. But the princess of this mansion does deserve a treat. Here” Sebastian told as he kept a chocolate bar in her mouth. A sweet moan escaped her mouth as the chocolate melted in her mouth. “ Yours truly is satisfied peasant! You may continue your work!” MC said as she went off, still chewing off the chocolate in her mouth.
“It looks as if looking MC is much harder than all the 11 vampires combined together..” he sighed as he murmured to himself.
after sometime:
Isaac heard a soft knock on his door and he opened it, and found little mc with her hands behind her back and mischief dancing in her eyes. “I am here to give you this” MC said with a smile as she gave him  a paper. A sour face was made by Isaac as soon as he saw the paper she gave. “What is this?! Not you too!” Isaac cried out as he saw the drawing of Isaac saying, “I love apples” and many more drawings related to apples.
“OH MC! COME HERE!” Isaac shouted as MC ran away, laughing loudly on her way. The residents heard the commotion and came outside, only to find Isaac with a flustered gaze and panting heavily. “Who told mc about apples and me?! Now even she joined in Arthur’s cult!” Isaac told everyone and everyone burst out laughing.
Comte called her into his room and sate her in the chair across him as he asked,” Cherie? Here you go , I bought this for you. “ Comte said as he gave her the new dresses and chocolates.
“ aah!! Comte! thank you so much!! You’re my mama!!” Mc squealed as she hugged comte’s knees.  She stretched out her hand and told, “mama! say aah!” comte opened his mouth and soon found out that she had given him a chocolate. He took her into his arms and sat her on his lap, kissing her nose and forehead affectionately.
After dinner:
MC was on the couch yawning  and scrunching her eyes when comte and Mozart found her. “Are you sleepy cherie? Would you like to sleep?” Comte asked, bending down. “Yes..” “ I shall play a lullaby then. Will you listen to it MC? “ . “yeah...” mc yawned again.
Mozart told comte to follow him into his music room with mc. Mozart began playing  lullaby as soft as the wind chimes in the windy night on his piano. Comte ran his fingers through the hairs of mc as he watched her fall asleep, with her head in his lap with a smile on his face. ‘could this day get any better?’ he thought to himself as continued petting her head.
After MC fell asleep, he carried her gently in  a princess carry into the hall where everyone is gathered.
“Is she asleep?” everyone looked at mc’s sleeping face with adoration as Napoleon asked. “ I can’t believe she has the nerve to sleep after keeping us on our feet the entire day.” Theo sighed .
“ I do agree..she’s such a handful kid.. But it is the most refreshing day and most adorable thing I’ve ever seen”  Arthur said, stretching his hands above his head and laughed.
“I can’t believe one of the most feared emperor  ended up becoming a personal horse for a little girl” napoleon said rubbing his still aching back and shoulders.
“Does anyone want to have a kid here in the mansion?” Sebastian asked with a curious gaze.
“No! Having mc already in her original form is enough to us. She’s just like a big grown up baby. “ Leonardo said with a smile.
“I’m so glad that everyone thinks of MC the same way” Comte said laughing.
“We all are tired today due to her. Let’s call it a day guys..” Everyone retired to their own rooms and comte put her to sleep in her room before going to his room.
Next day, mc was back in her own form with no memories of the previous day. But everyone kept their mouths sealed for they wanted to hide their smile whenever they saw her and were mesmerized by her innocence.
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peterbparkerth · 3 years
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The Cloaked Rose ~ Chap 7
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Summary: What happens when a Psychic Nexus who feels anybody’s energy comes in contact with the Avengers but most importantly someone she thought she’ll never find.
Bucky X OC!Character
Avengers X Platonic!Character
A/N: The main character’s personality is based on myself and she’s not like Wanda just imagine the main character to be a different type of nexus and Wanda being just a witch not a nexus. Also it starts after Thanos dies meaning the falcon and winter soldier time but Tony and the rest are alive and Steve is a Nomad but the government is okay with him since He gave the shield to Sam. John Walker aka the US agent still exists but he’s on the down low. Loki is also an avenger now so chill.
Warning: Angst (Sorry for being MIA)
Chapter 7
Bucky’s POV
The next day I woke up next to an empty spot, I got up and looked around in search for Alara. “Al?” I called out for her only to find her standing on the balcony. I sighed and walked up to her, she wore my shirt and shorts.
As I wrapped my arms around her I heard her giggle “Good morning handsome” she said, I chuckled and replied “good morning beautiful” this made her turn around and look at me
“You want breakfast?” She asked as she cupped my cheeks. I smiled back at her and replied “sure doll”, she giggled at the nickname and walked pass me to go order us something to eat.
After having breakfast we both decided to walk around the park and have a relaxing day. The sun was shining bright as we walked through the water fountain.
“Love, I wish I could stay here forever” she said to me as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. I grinned and asked “You want to stay here with you’re knight in shinning armour?” She hit me with her elbow and I faked cried making her giggle.
Few minutes had passed since we went out on a walk when all of a sudden Alara stopped and looked around us. “They’re here” she said panicking a bit. I looked around and asked “Who?”, she quickly grabbed my hand and before she could say anything there was a loud gun shot towards our direction which we dodged. “Voltron” she said and i made a mental plan to lead her out of here.
As I tried lead her out of all the chaos I made sure to contact Steve and let him know we were coming back.
In a matter of minutes i saw the quinjet in front of us, I led Alara inside immediately as Steve and the others tried battling some of the Alien looking beings.
Alara hugged me as I kissed the top of her head “we need to let MTF know about this treat” she said and I quickly replied “Doll you need to rest first, we’ll let them know while you’re asleep”
Wanda walked towards us as he held her hand out to Alara and said “come on Al, you need rest”. Alara looked at her and nodded before she stood up and walked with her. “Al” I called her and when she looked back at me I leaned in and kissed her to which Steve and others smirked at me.
It had been a few minutes since Alara had slept and the head of MTF, Zaire has finally arrived with her team. “Voltron is finally here and we need to come up with a plan of attack” Steve said as everyone gathered around.
“The only thing we can do is take Alara with us for training. She needs to be safe” Zaire said to which I immediately replied “she’s not going anywhere, she’s staying here with me”
Tony looked at me “Bucky I think what Zaire is saying is the right thing to do. They have better facilities to protect her. She’s a mutant” he said to which I scoff “no they don’t they—“ before I could continue Zaire spoke up again “Just because you’re her.. never mind. Just bring her here”
“What’s going on?” We all heard Al say as we turned around to see her get in the room. “You’re coming with us” Zaire quickly said “that’s much safer for you and for their safety. Voltron wants you, would you want to risk other people’s lives too?” She added. I clenched my jaw and walked to Al but before I could say something she replied “I’ll come with you Zaire”, “Are you nuts?!” I said to her. “Bucky please this is the right thing to do” Al said as she started walking to her room. “Al” I kept calling her as I followed her.
“You can’t do this to me Alara.” I said entering her room and seeing her pack her bags. “Bucky I’m sorry but I can’t get you guys in this mess, he wants me and I want you to be safe” Al said as she pulled her bags to the door. “Alara, I’ll be safe with you. Please stay, I love you” I said pulling her closer to me, “I love you too Bucky, but you need to move on” her saying this angered me “No! You can’t tell me to move on. I have finally loved someone more than anything else in the world and you can’t leave me”
She sighed and pushed my hands away “I’m leaving Bucky, I’m leaving you forever” she said pushing me away and grabbed her bags taking them down the stairs.
Alara’s POV
I know what I’m doing to Bucky is wrong. He deserves better than this, but that better is not me. I can’t risk his and many other people’s lives in danger.
I walked down with my bags and saw everyone standing waiting for me with sadness clearly shown on their faces. I smiled at them hoping they would smile back. They didn’t.
Wanda came up to me and hugged me pretty tightly “we’re here for you whenever you need us Al, I’m just a call away” she said as I hugged her back. I hugged everyone else hoping they wouldn’t be mad at me for leaving them like this. “Take care guys” I said and Tony smiled “you too kiddo”
I smiled back at him and walked out of the door towards the main entrance. I felt like something is not right but I let that feeling go. As soon as I placed my bags in the car Bucky came running to me. “Al please, don’t leave me like this. You’re the only person I can be myself with. I love you” he insisted.
I tried not to be weak in front of him as I said “Bucky I can’t do this to you, you deserve more than this” I tell him as he looked down at me. I have to push him away. “Why?” He asks me, I try not to let the tears fall “because I can’t be with you” I say as I push him away and sat in the car.
“I’m sorry, but this is what I have to do for your safety” I mumbled to myself as the tears fall down my eyes.
An hour later we arrived at the MTF headquarters and after getting settled in I walked to the main hallway, “when does my training start Zaire?” I asked her. She stood still facing the window as she replied “Tomorrow Alara” I nodded and excused myself to walk around the building.
While I was walking around the hallways I could see the engineers build something technical but before I could walk in on them I felt someone grab my arm and pulled me in to a room.
“You can’t stay here longer Alara” I looked up to see Ryan warn me “why not Ry” I asked. He shook his head and repeated himself “go back Alara, you can’t stay here longer, they’ll kill you”. Just when I was about to ask him who, one of Zaire’s close worker opened the door “you need to rest Alara, it’s really late” he said and I looked at Ryan before leaving to go to my room.
Two days had gone by since I started training for the battle. But it felt questionable as I was trained the same moves that I had already learned before. Whenever I would question about it to Zaire she would always ignore me.
Ryan on the other hand kept warning me about being here but this is where I have to be I can’t go back to the avengers.. to Bucky. “Alara come to the lab” I heard Zaire through the speakers.
It was confusing to me as to how she called me to the lab. I haven’t been in there since I came back. I walked to the lab but before I could enter it, Ryan pulled me into his room and locked the door.
“Ry! What are you doing?. Zaire called me in-“ but before I could finish what I was going to say Ryan blurted out “Voltron is here. He’s your uncle and he wants your powers so that he could rule the galaxy”
“My uncle?” I questioned, “yes, you’re not from here.he destroyed your planet and your real family. Zaire is working for him so no matter what you can’t go to the lab” he answered “but while you’re here Bucky’s in danger”
I looked at him confused and asked “Bucky? Why is he in danger?”. Ryan sighed “You have no idea what he is to you right?” I rolled my eyes as he continued “Alara, Bucky is your soulmate, he’s a healer and Voltron’s men is also after him because if anything happens to you or if you get in major injury, he can heal it” on hearing this I ran out of the door but Zaire’s men hurriedly pulled me in the lab
“Let me go!” I shouted but they tied me to a chair that was attached to wires. I looked around as a man in full black suit with complete black eyes came up-to me and patted my head“I finally got you Alara” he snickered He looked as if he’s many many years old. ‘How could he be my uncle? And where are my parents?’ I started to come up with an explanation for it
“Now I’ll have what I had always desired” he added to which I spat on his face. He growled and punched me “ha! You’ll never get my powers” I said and jumped up kicking him on his sack. “Get her!” Zaire shouted as I punched and kicked anyone that came in front of me. “Al!” I heard Ryan call me. I ran to him and within minutes he turned into this vicious monster that he always kept hidden inside him, ‘a beast, a werewolf’. I jumped on his back as he ran towards the exit.
I used my laser beams at Zaire and her men but some how I missed one. “Bang!” I heard the loud sound and before I could do something it all started getting black. “Bucky…” I tried to say.
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ikevamp-shrine · 4 years
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How would the Ikevamp boys react to their s/o picking them up bridal style?
So this is something someone requested, but I had lost where it went to (if that makes sense) so I don’t have the username of the person who asked for it.
Anyway, thank you (whoever you are) for this wonderful idea/request. Enjoy.
If y’all ask for something please remember to put the characters (besides Vlad, Faust, and Charles) you want, and want type of writing you want (headcannon, fic, drabble).
Characters: Vincent, Theo, Leonardo, Isaac, Mozart, Dazai
Warnings: none
Theo
He was going over possible places to show Vincent’s paintings when he got the shock of his
His mind went absolutely blank when his s/o randomly bounced into the room he was in asking if they could pick them up bridial style
“No.” “Come on Theo don’t be a wimp” “No.” “I’m gonna do it anyway” “wait- no- HOndjIE!!”
The room suddenly shifted as his s/o hosted him into their arms struggling enough to the point Theo threw his arms around their neck
He would stare into their eyes, a light dusting of pink on his cheeks and mumble, “put me down... now”
He would try to be serious but the embarrassment would knock any attempts of that out of the park 
“oh, my, is my big, strong Theo embarrassed?” “Shut it before I put a mussel on you.”
His s/o would kiss him on the cheek then place his feet back on the ground and run away as fast as their legs could carry them
“You better hide in a damn good hiding place Hondjie cause you won’t like what happens when I get my hands on you.”
Dazai
He was climbing through a window when he heard the sound of a rather violent bird breed swooping in to attack his head
Dazai, not wanting to be attacked by a bird did the only reasonable thing he could think of and what any other being would do in his situation... panic and fall backwards towards the hard ground below
His s/o would be doing the laundry outside when she heard the highpitched screech of their lover
He was falling from the freaking third floor
falling, Dazai would hit the many branches of the apple tree he and Arthur had planted outside to tease Isaac with, but even that would not be enough to stop him from completely falling to the ground
Just when he would be about to hit the ground he would squeeze his eyes shut until he would feel two arms wrap around his back and legs
he would say the first thing that comes to his mind, “Jesus is that you?”
Glancing up to thank his savior, aka Jesus, he was quite shocked when it was not the holy being he was expecting
Instead it was his s/o staring down at him with concern when they saw he was okay they smiled, wiggled their eyebrows and said, “I guess you fell for me after all, huh?”
in response he would just smile back, ruffle their hair, and say, “good catch.”
Isaac
Isaac had always been easily flustered, and he would admit that, but never had he been this flustered
his s/o had decided to randomly visit him in the library only to ask him... to pick him up??
he had also never been so confused in his life
“why in God’s name would you want to do such a thing as pick me up?” “just because” they would shrug as if asking to pick Isaac up was the most normal everyday occurrence
“..no..” he would whisper looking anywhere but at his s/o 
his s/o would see their opportunity and would giggle a mischief filled laugh and pick him up anyway
he would let out a noise that would be between a screech, shout, choke, and saying stop
he would go stiff in his s/o’s arms as their laughter would be joined by two other male laughs.....….Arthur and Dazai
Isaac would groan and try his hardest to glare at his smirking s/o but all that would happen is he would end up looking away because he couldn’t look at his s/o without feeling the worst embarrassment ever
“why have you forsaken me so s/o?” “It was a dare Isaac, you’ll live.”
yeah he’ll live alright, but Arthur and Dazai, his personal bullies, would never let him live it down.
Leonardo
He had been sleeping in the hallway for the past few hours and his s/o has seen him been stepped on a total of three times and just when the mansion’s resident pianist was about to add another tally mark his s/o had warned Mozart just in time
“Mozart will you please help me move him?” “And let his tobacco infested skin touch mine? I think I’ll pass.”
Taking matters into their own hands his s/o threw one arm over their shoulders and slipped an arm under his knees pulling him off of the ground
And holding him bridal style
He had woke up to a grunting sound and his body rocking slightly only to see his s/o’s incredibly red face right next to his own
Smirking he said, “that’s my strong cara mia.”
They looked down quickly and next thing he knew he was on the ground rubbing his aching butt looking up at his annoyed s/o
“What was that for???” “Go to bed old man.”
Mozart
He would be in the kitchen late at night fixing himself a cup of coffee when his s/o would randomly pop up beside him scaring him
He would ask,  “Do you not have anything else to do rather than bother me?” which his s/o would respond with staring him down with the world’s greatest puppy dog eyes and say, “can I pick you up?”
He would be shocked but wouldn’t show it other than with a scowl and a snarky, “no, besides your flimsy arms would break in a second.”
He would honestly be worried that he would be too heavy and cause them to accidently hurt themselves
His s/o would frown at his rudeness and would take matters into her own hands by picking him up anyways
he would be lighter than what his s/o would expect so holding him wasn’t a problem... the problem would be he would act like a cat thrown in water once he was suddenly off his feet and in the air (aka- would twist, try to escape with all his might, and practically hiss at his s/o)
“PUT ME DOWN YOU VILE WOMAN!!!”
during all this commotion he would end up spilling his hot coffee all over both of them
he would immediately freeze at the hot sensation and whip his head towards his s/o, concern written on his face, and freak out seeing if they were okay
once he saw his s/o was okay he would sigh in relief then glare at them with the heat of a thousand suns.
Vincent
he would be in the garden with his brother looking for painting inspiration when his s/o would come barreling towards him with a sunflower they had bought from the city a while before
“Vincent! Look at what I found!” 
His s/o’s smile would be so bright he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from smiling with them
“Oh, Oh, and guess what?? There was an arm wrestling contest in the city and I entered myself and I ended up getting second place out of thirty men!”
Vincent would begin to congratulate her when suddenly his brother, Theo, would cut in and say, “no way a scrawny, weak hondjie like you would beat thirty men in an arm wrestling contest.”
At which his s/o would respond with, “I’m strong enough to pick Vincent up.”
Vincent would just smile awkwardly at the scene unfolding in front of him until his brother said the one word that would be the end of Theo “Bet.”
“Theo I wouldn’t suggest betting, they have proven on many occasions to be much stronger than what they appear.”
“No, no, no Vincent, Theo already said bet, so can I pick you up to prove him wrong?” His s/o would ask to which he would responded with a sigh and a nod
Theo’s jaw would drop to the ground when he sees his beloved brother being held bridal style in Vincent’s s/o’s arms with a smug smile on their face.
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timelock97 · 5 years
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Time Never Stops
Chapter One: Always Interrupting
Word Count: 1763
Prologue
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Warnings: Language, fluff
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[Present Day]
I enter my newly furnished recording studio with a water bottle in one hand and a plate with a sandwich on it in the other. I set the plate down and reach under my desk to start my computer for today's events. While I wait, I spin around in my swivel chair and look at the room. The black and green padding on the walls were set in a diagonal pattern, and a white board with this weeks schedule placed in between some of the padding. Two bookshelves sit nestled against the back wall on either side of the door; the shelves are covered in merch, fan gifts, and several pictures of friends and me. Most of the pictures had been of Tom and I throughout the years, my favorite of the bunch sitting beside my monitor on my desk. His arm is around my waist while he stands behind me, donning a pair of black swim trunks, smiling into the side of my face as I laugh in a black and white checkered bikini. We are standing in the ocean, vacationing in Hilton Head, South Carolina, when we were seventeen.
Tom Holland, my best friend for as long as I can remember, and long time crush. Gotta love that the one person that knows you the best, happens to be the one that you fall for so easily. I didn't know if it was his sunshine smile, the infectious laugh, or the fact that he knows me better than I know myself; but, he is the one person I wish nothing more to have at my side for the rest of my life. However, it isn't that simple. With him being busy with his acting career and me being busy with YouTube, we hadn't had much time to spend together, not that it would have changed anything. Tom is my best friend, and that was that. I just have to be happy that he is still in my life after all these years, and hadn't lost contact while we went from immature teens to slightly more mature adults.
I smiled when my computer finally loads. I log on and set up my software before I clap my hands together, testing the frequency of the mic. I set up the game, placing my headphones over my beanie covered hair, and check to make sure that everything is running smoothly before I click record on the second monitor. I smile at the camera and begin my intro, "What's up, guys? You're on with Timelock! And today, as you can already tell, we are playing Detroit: Become Human. I have been beyond excited to play this game for the past three weeks, but of course since I was away in the UK visiting with Dan and Phil doing some fun videos and joining Sean, aka Jacksepticeye, and Mark, aka Markiplier, for a charity livestream kept me from starting the game. Which reminds me, I cannot believe how well we did on the livestream and I wanted to thank everyone who watched and participated with us across all platforms. You guys are amazing. Now going back to the game, Sean said that it is worth the wait, so without anymore interruptions, I hope, let's get started!"
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"Holy shit, so that's what happened to Kara." I breathe as I move the character from Alice's room down to the first floor. I glance up at the next activity for the character, "See Todd for further instructions." I let out a gasp as I watch the scene unfold in front of me, watching as Todd yells at his daughter and frighten her. "Shit, I thought that was going to end badly, I mean, it could have. This game is already super interesting, now I know why everyone has been talking this game up! But, guys, the clock is ticking! Thank you so much for watching, and if you enjoyed the video, don't forget to give that like button a little bit of love. And I will see you, in the next one! Time-" I jump as my phone begins to blare the old Spider-Man theme song from inside my desk. I glance at the drawer and pull it out to see a picture of Tom sticking his middle finger up his nose, his name place directly over his face. I roll my eyes and look back at the camera. "I said there would be no interruptions, I stand corrected." I answer the phone, "Hold up thirty seconds, I'm saying my outro."
Tom's laugh echoes through the receiver, "Okay, okay."
"Let's try this again. Time resume." I point at the screen for a few seconds before I end the recording and place my phone back against my ear. "You really have impeccable timing. What is this, the sixth time in the past two weeks?"
"Sorry, love, figured you would be done by now." He chuckled, "And I miss you."
"I miss you too, Thomas." I smile, grabbing my camera so I can begin uploading the recording to my editing software. "How's filming?"
"Good, good," he pauses, shifting in the background. "We actually finished yesterday and are going to be heading out to start promoting the movie, then I am off to start filming for the newest Avengers movie."
"Ooh," I enthuse, plugging in my camera and shifting to save and close out of the game, "That sounds amazing, Tom." I sigh, happy to hear that he was doing well after long months of filming, advertising, repeating. "But it also sounds exhausting."
"Honestly, it is," he sighs. "How was London and Brighton? My mum said you visited and Harrison was sending me snapchats of you at the flat."
"It was really nice. Actually, Harrison decided, even though I discussed it with him a month previous, that he did not want to let me stay. However, Tessa pushed past him into the hallway when she heard me." I pause my rant as I hear Tom laugh at the statement, "It was an entertaining two weeks in London, and I spend two days with your mum, dad, and brothers. It was nice spending time with them and not having to worry about working." I say, watching the video finally load up into the editing software. "And Brighton was amazing. When you're home, and I can find time to fly out, we have to go and spend a week out there. Its beautiful."
"Sounds like a plan, bug." He sighs.
"I do have to edit, do you wanna Skype so we can continue the conversation?"
"Yeah, I'd love that," he whispered. I quickly pulled up my Skype, after a few minutes, his face popped up into my screen.
"Hey! Its my favorite boy!" I yell, throwing my hands over my head. I watched as Tom's smile fades as he looks behind me with knitted eyebrows. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"That's not your normal studio, is it?" He asked, sounding concerned.
"Oh, I thought I told you the good news?" I said rolling backwards so that I was in the middle of my recording studio, "I got the apartment!" I looked at him in excitement, but I noticed he wasn't smiling. "What's wrong? I thought you would be happy."
"I- I am, I just," he runs his hand through his hair, "God, I've missed so much by being gone all the time."
"Tom..." I murmur, "Hey, it's okay. What you're doing is just as important-"
"But, it's your first flat," he whispers, "I was going to come and help you unpack, make sure that your first night wasn't spent alone," he pouts at me, but I can see the small smile on his lips at the promise he made me years ago.
"I didn't spend it alone! I made a girls night out of it! I had Izzy, Haley, and Mia spend the night with me and it was a lot of fun. I know you wanted it to be you, but when you get done with everything I can show you the place." Tom sighs and places his head on his fist. "I know what'll make you feel better, how about I promise next time you are here we marathon all the Marvel movies."
"All the movies?" he teases, his frown disappearing. I nod and he smiles back, "That sounds awesome." He laughs.
I roll back up to my desk to start editing while Tom tells me about some of the more entertaining things that have happened the last few weeks. Another Skype message pops up from JacKyleGameplays, interrupting his rambling. Hey, TL. We and the girls are going to play some prop hunt, wanna join? ~Jac
"What was that?" Tom asks, tilting his head to the side.
"GameSquad wants to play prophunt," I state, getting ready to tell them that I had some things to finish and wouldn't be able to get on today.
"I'll let you go then-"
"No, it's okay, I can stay on." I tell him, looking back at the camera, "We always get interrupted, I can play prophunt any other time. I almost never see you anymore."
"You sure? I don't mind, I can just call later." Even though he says it's fine, I can see in his eyes he really doesn't want me to hang up.
"Nope, I want to talk to you, I can always talk to the GameSquad." I finish sending the message and mute the rest of my chats, "There, no interruptions this time."
"Is it because I am Mr. Always Interrupting?"
"Damn straight," I say giggling, "Now, who out of all the people you have played as is your favorite character? And you can't pick Spider-Man."
"But, I am Spider-Man!"
"No, you are Thomas Stanley Holland!" I shout playfully, making him laugh, "My best friend since two years old, my tiny-toddling husband, knight in shining armor, and the one person that knows me better than I know myself."
He immediately begins to laugh harder, "My Mum sent me that video of us "getting married" last week."
"I asked if she would since we found it. I was hoping it would make you smile."
"It did, my little lovely wife." He sighs, "and my favorite character? Definitely your best friend, because that's the one I get to play for the rest of my life."
A blush creeps up my neck as I look away from the screen, "That's cheesy, and you're only saying it because I said it first!"
"But being your best friend is my favorite thing, you know me more than I know myself."
"I should, I've known you my whole life" I whisper.
"And I wouldn't have it any other way," he says with a dopey smile. "Now, what were you recording before I so rudely interrupted?"
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A/N: Comment and reblog! What did you think? Let me know if you want to be tagged. IDK what else I’m supposed to put at the bottom. I’m going to try and post chapters Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday (since I already finished writing it).
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Chapter Two
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My Top/Bottom “10″ Moments of Avengers: Endgame [Spoilers Ahead]
In no particular rank…
The Good and the Legendary Moments (I had a hard time limiting it to 10, clearly there are more)
Cap’s “don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone” and Bucky’s reprise “How can I? You’e taking all the stupid with you…I’m gonna miss you.” He knows his friend well enough through all the years that he understands and accepts (and in that second, we do too) that Cap’s not coming back the fast way, that he’s chosen the slow path to the end of the line.
Sam inheriting the Shield from Rogers with Bucky’s blessing, “go to him.” Because Bucky knows that, even though they are the best of friends and fellow supersoldiers, Sam has kept an eye on Steve while Bucky was MIA, and that puts him in a reasonable position to inherit the mantle.
Post-snap “5 years later” we see Steve taking up Sam’s role as a group counselor, our first hint at the transition of roles later to come, capped off with Sam emerging from the portal with a timely “on your left.”
Hawkeye’s opening: the very real, personal, character driven moment in which Clint is with his family, and shortly thereafter the snap is dragged out of retirement kicking and screaming.
Tony’s and Stark’s intellectual interactions which began as animosity and conlcuded as a kind of mutual admiration “is this the one we win? / if I tell you, it won’t happen (almost apologetically because Strange knows what is about to happen and is letting it go forward anyway),” culminating with “I am Iron Man” and thunderous applause.
EVERYTHING having to do with Tony’s daughter Morgan. From her interaction with Jon Favreau aka Happy about cheeseburgers, to finding her dad’s suit mask, to Stark calculating time-travel while doing the dishes, then swearing, then swearing Morgan to secrecy, and most heartrendingly “I love you 3000.” Tony’s father-daughter relationship is one of those key character pieces that elevates this whole film from a Marvel capstone to a best picture.
Steve’s moment watching Peggy even though he never interacts with her, in 70s at the Pymm/Stark research facility. It’s the most poignant foreshadow of his destination to come. He doesn’t make that mistake twice.
Natasha’s character development. Five years later, even as she falls apart spinning her wheels about deep sea tectonic quakes, and she still cuts her peanut butter sandwich corner to corner as if daring “Nick” Fury to unsnap himself and say “no, let me show you how it’s done.” Two great insights into the depth of their familial relationship courtesy of the Captain Marvel film. Also a shout-out Steve’s subsequent offer to cook Nat dinner. Steve and Nat always carry great character moments, all the way back to CA:WS when she was setting him up on dates.
The small moments of battlefield humor that were just enough not to break the moment: Steve calling out to Parker “Hey Queens,” Peter engaging the Spidey suit kill mode and then him curled up in the fetal position, Wong’s deadpan “were you expecting more?” Jesus, just give Wong an entire act in the next Doctor Strange movie and I will be happy. I adore him. PS: what a pleasant surprise the way the Russos put Tilda Swinton in as Sorcerer Supreme opposite Banner. That was just the right character for the exposition on the perils of altered reality.
The overarching theme of premonitions as it deals with crossing through the quantum realm into the past, and the ensuing parallels from what we’ve already seen in the Marvel past. Specifically the ‘premonitions’ that past-Nebula had when future Nebula past through time and how they could access each others memories, which puts the interesting and poetic possibility that Tony’s dreams/visions this whole time (ex: Infinity War’s “[Pepper] we had a kid, it was so real”) were never a direct result of Thanos, but rather his travel through time. The Time Travel element also relates to parallels where Howard Stark meets “Howard Potts” and the potshots at his questionable beard. Tony meets Stark Sr. at the exact right moment when Maria is expecting and they relate to the perils and joys of fatherhood: “there’s no manual for this/ there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this kid / you did your best”, which sets up Howard’s video journal to Tony and Tony’s post-battle video journal to Morgan as even more powerful together, in the context of each other, then when we saw the original Iron Man films. Endgame brings new depth / meaning to those historic moments.
Honorable mention to Thor who, after the “I aimed for the head” reprise, developed a sense of crippling anxiety and notable weight gain within his depressive reclusiveness, and still managed to suit up and be a hero anyway. While I didn’t necessarily like the fact that Thor dealt with his PTSD through hardcore gaming, I like the direction that the Russo’s steered him after subsequently calling him an “Angel Pirate” in Infinity War. The message, by contrast, that you don’t have to look a certain way, or step into the role that everyone expects of you (King of Asgard), or even have your shit together to be heroic - you just have to step your foot out of the door and face the day - is damn brilliant.
Honorable mention #2: Rocket’s speech to Thor “you’re not the only person to have ever lost someone.” Great BroTP, with tha dash of crossover Whovian.
Honorable trifecta: Steve Rogers wielding the Mjolnir and FINALLY. FIN-A-LLY “Avengers: Assemble!” What great standing ovation moments.
OVERALL: What this film misses in building the tension (it cycles down before it revs up), it makes up for by setting up the small, poignant character moments that show off the emotional talent of these actors in a way that I’ve never seen with this impact before: Infinity War, Black Panther, and Civil War being the runners up.
The Disappointing:
The “Smart Hulk” / Ant Man “little man” gag didn’t work for me. The autographs, the tacos, the test time travel run. It got stale very quickly.
Speaking of Ant Man, by contrast to Tony and Morgan, Scott Lang’s reunion with his daughter after 5 years didn’t hit the emotional note it was meant to. It make sense how they use Lang as perspective of “what’s going on / fish out of water” to drive the aftermath of the snap home and to introduce quantum science. But out of all the characters, I was probably least invested in him.
The female-led gauntlet scrimmage in the final act across the battlefield felt like more of a “set piece” rather than really earned emotion by comparison to Infinity War’s female tag team (Okoye, Nat, and Wanda) against Proxima, where Nat defends Wanda and says “she’s not alone.”
I didn’t like the script choice of killing the complex, Infinity War version of Thanos so quickly (while it was unexpected and paid off big time for a hot second when Thor’s said “I aimed for the head”) and taking on Past-Thanos. For me, it undermined and underdeveloped the villain. I would have wanted a deeper understanding of “The Garden” and flashbacks to Titan or young Gamora, or even more interaction between him and his daughter present-Nebula, before the war-torn Thanos gets the 1-2 chop, but I understand the choice given time constraints of a three hour film.
Hawkeye’s ronin montage: his revenge against criminals in the post-snap era, “why are you here, why did you get to survive and my family didn’t?” could have had the ability to be powerful, especially considering that Natasha has been keeping tabs on him and didn’t intervene until critical mass. But instead, I feel like it was mishandled, too thematic, it takes your out of the moment like a set piece.I loved Natasha’s bond with Clint up to and after the ronin sequence, it took two characters that I was on the fence with and got me emotionally invested in them as a team, I just hated the montage itself.
No Vision? What?! Hardly even a mention in this film except for Wanda’s wrath when she is resurrected and brings that house down on Thanos, but even then Thanos essentially said “who the heck are you and what did I do to make you mad?” completely taking the steam out of Vision’s fall. Hopefully Phase 4 addresses / fixes that.
No Loki resurrection? At the very least, no past-Loki dialogue?! Come on. I thought for a second, when Loki escaped STRIKE custody in the alternate timeline with the tessaract, that maybe the team had created a and untrimmed time branch (I still think they did, because if Rogers returned the Stone to 1970, it doesn’t fix the later botched attempt to steal it, so maybe there’s a branch reality where Loki is alive with witty trickster lines and I’ll cling to it). Then I was fooled again when Mjolnir went flying through the air I thought perhaps that Loki Odinson had returned and was worthy to wield it through his selfless sacrifice (I was only momentarily disappointed / awed to see it was Cap instead). Again, Phase 4, give me some help here!
The fact that Black Widow got no proper funeral sendoff, concluding Natasha’s long history of under-use throughout the entire Infinity Saga. Don’t get me wrong: I understand her soul stone sacrifice, and in a way I understand the people who say, “don’t take that away from her, it’s powerful.” It is. She comes from a manipulative, violent background that made her who she is and good at what she does. Throughout her history, she never had family, which she admits: “Red Skull knew my father’s name, that’s more than I ever did.” So it makes the choice more poignant that she built a family around herself and did whatever it took to keep them safe and united. That said, I wasn’t (until this film) necessarily invested in Black Widow like I am the other Avengers characters, but she’s had some great moments with Clint (I still want to see the Budapest mission, and the Iran extraction that Bucky compromised) and Rogers (Endgame: I’ve been telling everyone to move on, but not us. Winter Soldier: their getaway from Hydra-infested SHIELD) and Fury. Which is why I HATE that her only tribute was a bunch of men standing around lamenting over her (while simultaneously being oblivious to the Nebula swap, seemingly incapable of intelligent script development by McFeely and Markus around those two female characters). It would have at least been fitting if they had more regrets “why didn’t we know her better, we were supposed to be her family”, “why didn’t we appreciate her while we could” or her name added to an altered  “fallen” monument. There was no payoff to her chemistry with Bruce, and no final closure with un-dusted Fury to pay his respects, which would have been a small but vastly fitting gesture. WHAT A WASTE. 
Captain Marvel’s use in the film as essentially a ballistic, ship-destroying missile and her anticlimactic Thanos battle. Why use her at all in this film if it’s going to be as a plot device? She could have had potential opposite Thor, and I’ll argue that she should have been Banner’s tag-team person to bring him out of new-Asgard exile. But the Russos and writing team missed that opportunity as well. Danvers’ appearance felt hollow.
The pacing / cycle down of tension post-opening sequence was off-putting to me. I was revved up to level 10 ready to go to 11, but had to dial back down by half (ex: even though I love the montage of Tony and Nebula playing table football, it crawls by comparison to the expectations set right after Infinity War). The tonal shifts between the three acts of Endgame made me feel like I was watching two good films as opposed to the one great, legendary film I was expecting. Perhaps I came in to Endgame too pumped and needed to be more in the moment, because this displaced feeling was very strong on initial viewing, but faded the second time I saw the film.
Honorable mentions: Parts of the alternate reality “time travel” sequence really bothered me: ie the battle of New York (from A1). Hulk smash didn’t work for me, though Hulk “take the stairs” and Stark’s minor cardiac dysrhythmia corrected by Thor’s hammer were funny. Also Cap’s “I found Loki” was priceless. So I guess you have to absorb the disagreeable montages of time alterations to enjoy the good, like Banner and the Sorcerer Supreme, Howard and “Howard.”
Honorable mention #2: This movie did a hell of a job at all the couple / BroTP splitting, WTH! Steve and Sharon never stood a chance, Wanda and Vision, Banner and Natasha, Steve and Bucky, Steve and Sam, Thor and Loki, Gamora and Quill. Dammit, I hope Phase 4 at least patches up a few holes in these ships before sending in the speculated new ensemble of comics characters.
In SUMMARY: as my dislikes wane with time and my likes grow in retrospect with each saga part I rewatch, and each time I revisit A4 in theaters, I think that Avengers: Endgame, while not quite my favorite installment, will stick with me forever. What a decade! And my next great joy will be 10…15…20 years from now, when I get to meet a kid, let’s call her Morgan, who’s never seen an MCU film before and vicariously relive that first joy watching it with them. To the end of the line.
I can’t wait. 
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are you conscious of what your audience is looking for? “they’re looking for our wonderful good looks, our sexy movements on stage, the usual thing I’d say” — Glenn Tilbrook
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January Media Madness
It’s a new year, and yes I’m still keeping track of the stuff I watch and/or read. I really just like being able to keep track of everything that came out during the year, and I like to shout my thoughts into the void. And maybe someone will find something they like.
Movies!
The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals: Okay, not a movie, but it’s the latest musical from Starkid so I had to include it somewhere. And this time it’s a horror alien/zombie take over that causes everyone to act like they’re in a musical, and humanity’s only hope is an average guy who happens to not like musicals. That may not sound bad, BUT THINK OF THE IMPLICATIONS! The plot could sort of meander at times, but it’s hilarious and also pretty dark for Starkid. If nothing else, watch it because Lauren Lopez is a goddess. 9/10
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Monty Python and the Holy Grail: Everyone’s favorite silly King Arthur searching for the holy grail story. I hadn’t watched this movie since I was a kid, and there was so much stuff I forgot about! And yeah it’s still pretty great. I do feel like it drags in the middle a little, but I still always enjoy the tomfoolery! 9/10
Three Identical Strangers: A documentary about a set of identical triplets who were separated at birth and the sinister intentions of the adoption agency who separated them. On top of being an interesting story, it is super thought provoking bringing up questions of scientific morality, nature vs nurture, and mental health...which does make it a little depressing. I love the way it sets up the mystery of the story, but it also makes you feel terrible for trying to plot out and guess the story of these actual human beings’ lives. So I’d recommend it to anyone who is interested in crazy stories and scientific corruption! 9/10
Venom: A classic tale of a boy and his symbiote. In which the weirdest investigative reporter in the world is possessed by an alien parasite while trying to stop a corrupt corporation from constantly murdering people. Guys, I originally never planned to see this movie. I never cared about Venom. I was never big into the Spiderman universe, but then this movie came out and everyone was saying how weird it was...and how Eddie and Venom are like a thing...so curiosity got the better of me. And I’m kind of underwhelmed. I think I would have liked it more if I never had any expectations going into it, because it really wasn’t as weird as I thought it would be. The first 30 minutes were a slog, the dialogue was clunky, the plot was very predictable and basic, and I feel like Eddie and Venom didn’t have enough interaction. But it had its moments, I get why some people love it, and I did like what I saw of the symbiote relationship, so all in all it was just..okay. Oh well. 6.5/10
Mama Mia Here We Go Again: The just as ridiculous sequel to Mama Mia, featuring more dumb plots that don’t fit together, more dumb writing, and more over the top performances. Just like the first one, it’s a silly excuse to put some ABBA songs in a movie and make you have fun, and it accomplishes that in spades. Because if you’re watching a Mama Mia movie for the “plot” or anything other than the musical numbers and silliness, you’re making a huge mistake. It is a little clunkier trying to weave two timelines together, but who cares because they’re singing Dancing Queen! As an actual movie, we all know it’s barely passable as a 6/10 but just for getting drunk with your friends and having fun it’s a 9/10
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Books!
The Horse and His Boy by C.S. Lewis: The fifth/third book in the Chronicles of Narnia in which a boy and a talking horse run away from the land of Calormen to get to Narnia...and find out about a plot to take over Narnia along the way. I know some people think this is the most interesting book in the series plot wise, and technically there is more plot...but it’s boring as hell. I really think Lewis’s normal interjections would have made it more entertaining, but he doesn’t use his author’s voice at all! Not only is it written in an incredibly circular and drawn out way (some people literally tell stories like they’re writing the bible), but it’s also SUPER RACIST and kind of sexist too. I was so excited because when the book first started I thought we were getting a canonical protagonist of color...and then he turns out to be a kidnapped white boy surrounded by “savages.” Yes we have Aravis...but I really don’t know how to feel about her. Also Bree the horse is really just an asshole, so it’s hard to like any of the characters. I did appreciate having adult Edmund and Susan around though, so it’s not a total waste. The truth is, this is the book that I could barely get through as a kid and would constantly fall asleep reading so I barely remembered anything besides the fact that I didn’t like it. 3/10
Skyward by Brandon Sanderson: In a distant future, humans are trapped on a wasteland planet where their only hope for survival are teenagers flying spaceships while fighting a mysterious alien race. Aka: local girl is constantly dumped on by society and makes friends with a talking spaceship. Okay this book definitely has its problems, but I mostly don’t care because 1. The world building is great. 2. Spensa is a fun main character. 3. All the side characters have distinguishable personalities and interactions *cough* m-bot *cough*. And 4. The plot could be predictable at times but I really liked following the mystery of it all...even if there’s some weird chosen one type of bullshit going on towards the end. It has a major season one Attack on Titan vibe with all the questions about humanity’s history and mankind uniting to fight a mysterious enemy. This is a super fun read that kept me theorizing and was also incredibly motivational. Did I like all of Sanderson’s decisions when it came to which characters died? Hell no. Do I think the government would have a lot more backlash considering its dumbass way of fighting wars? Yes. But I’d still recommend it, and I’m still looking forward to the next book! 8/10
TV Shows!
Aggretsuko: The most adorable musical comedy anime of 2018, where Retsuko, a 25 year old office worker is getting fed up with her job and copes with life by singing aggressive death metal songs...and by the way everyone’s a cute animal. I’m a little late to this party, but this show is so precious and also disturbingly accurate to real life. Retsuko is so relatable, Haida’s crush on her is well executed and not forced, there’s great working women solidarity (Gori and Washimi are the fucking queens of anime side characters) and the metal is so well integrated! Please watch this charming show and the Christmas special if you haven’t already! I NEED ANOTHER SEASON NOW! 10/10
A Series of Unfortunate Events (season 3): The final season of the Baudelaires’ tale of misery and woe. And man did they stick the landing. “But it doesn’t leave things vague enough, they didn’t leave the sugar bowl a mystery.” GOOD! I’ve had to deal with Snicket’s badly written ending to the books since 2006. I love that they explained as much as they did. The ending was bittersweet and more concrete while still delivering the message of how the world is morally gray. Also Quigley was amazing, Sunny was amazing, FERNALD WAS AMAZING! KIT WAS AMAZING! EVERYONE WAS AMAZING! And I almost cried seeing the kids in their outfits from the book covers. I wish Jacqueline was in it, but I think her character would have felt redundant with Kit in the mix. This was an amazing adaption all around, and this season did a great job at putting some of the more...difficult books on screen without it feeling out of place. Even if you haven’t read the books, I encourage anyone who likes mysteries and different forms of storytelling to suffer with the rest of us! 10/10
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The Disastrous Life of Saiki K (season 1): Local overpowered psychic anime boy just wants to be ignored and blend in with society, but the universe constantly surrounds him with silly situations that cause him to use his powers. I finally got around to watching this show, and it’s hilarious. Kusuo is a great deadpan main character who is definitely ace as hell, and the English dub is actually pretty good! I don’t really want to watch the show in Japanese now because I feel like the dub does a better job at timing the comedic lines and distinguishing everyone’s thoughts. So now I’m upset that the second season hasn’t been dubbed (thanks Netflix). But yeah it’s a great silly show to binge watch. 10/10
Community: The misadventures of a wacky study group going to the world’s worst community college. You know, the one with all the memes? Okay, I know I’m the last one to watch this and  technically I still have a season and a half left at this point, but I thought I’d include it anyway. This show is such a wild ride that I don’t even know what to think about it anymore. The first two seasons were pretty average with a few absolutely brilliant episodes thrown in. And then...the paintball episodes happened, and the show just became amazing. I do have a lot of questions though....like if the main character is a lawyer (sort of), why does he never sue the dean for sexual harassment? Why does Pierce, the resident old, sexist, racist, problematic baby boomer have an “arc” centered around a logical fallacy. No one wants to hang out with him because he’s terrible, but he’s upset because he feels left out and constantly does terrible things to get back at them? I literally almost dropped the show because I couldn’t take him anymore, and then the writers just magically dial him back in his last seasons...which I’m thankful for. And I don’t even know where to being with Chang. BUT this show is a testament to creative writing and innovative meta ways to tell stories. The rest of the study group is made up of hilarious well balanced characters that all have their distinct broken but quirky personalities. And I love them all...except Pierce. So, even though I haven’t finished it, I’d give it an 8.5/10 so far.
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Superstore: A sitcom about the daily struggles of workers in a W*lmart-esque superstore. I finally caught up to it, and it’s still fine. It’s not great, but not terrible either. It is incredibly accurate though, coming from someone who works retail. The best parts of the show are the scene transitions because they show all the things customers are doing in the store. And most of the time I just nod and go “yeah I’ve seen that.” This is one of those shows to have on for the sake of just having something on. It has its moments. 7/10
Honorable Mentions
Because these are the reasons why I didn’t really read much this month...or watch many movies.
YOUNG JUSTICE is officially back with the long awaited season 3. And it’s still pretty great, but man I wish I had rewatched the original series.
Netflix released the Taylor Swift Reputation stadium performance. So now you all know how much of a slut for Taylor Swift I am. I can’t help it if her latest album is basically Captive Prince the musical!
The Masked Singer (US version) is dragging me into a spiral of conspiracy theories. Please watch this ridiculous reality show where celebrities wear elaborate costumes and a super annoying judging panel tries to guess who they are. I’m in hell, because this show is set up terribly, but I also don’t want to leave.
Life is Strange 2: episode 2 was finally released. And I’m actually loving it. These games have a special place in my heart for some reason.
New Super Mario Bros U Deluxe came out and I hate myself for buying these stupid games because they consume all my time, and I don’t even really like them.
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Alright alright alright so I was just sitting here minding my own business when my brain decided the thing to do was to come up with an alternate plot for Mamma Mia 3: the Mammaer the Miaer aka the one in which Hugh Jackman plays Harry’s boyfriend so uh here it is for your viewing pleasure - set maybe six months after the end of Here We Go Again but makes use of the nine-month time skip - during that time Harry was flying back and forth between the island and the UK and Japan, trying to juggle helping with the pregnancy and dealing with all the little problems arising after the merger - Sophie kept trying to convince him they’d be fine without him, but he insisted - during that time, he met Hugh Jackman in the UK, where he was.. visiting family? On holiday? Also doing business? Haven’t figured that one out yet but something that involves him a) getting to keep his Australian accent bc while I personally, being Australian, hate it, you can bet your ass Harry would swoon, and b) allows for a meet-cute as described below - they keep crossing paths at coffee shops and parks and actually you know what Hugh’s staying there semi-permanently for business but we don’t get told what it is yet SO - they frequent the same coffee shop, which is how Harry first sees him and then has to take a solid ten minutes to calm his heart rate down - (Hugh does the same but Harry doesn’t notice bc he’s too busy hyperventilating) - and he’s in like full business suit getup there, and the next few times they see each other it’s the same thing but neither of them have worked up the courage to say hello they’re just alternately staring at each other from opposite ends of the cafe while they wait for their orders - which is time for a musical number! Haven’t decided which one though, I may update this with a setlist at some point - anyway then Harry decides to go for a walk through the park after a long day in which he kept getting distracted - and he sees Hugh, going for a run in like the most casual clothes known to man and yes there would be a fair amount of pure unadulterated Hugh Jackman objectification in this film and Harry just gets sort of overloaded and sits down on a park bench as he runs past - Hugh screws up his courage on his next lap around the park and stops next to the bench and ends up (post-musical number) kissing him and planning a date for the last day before Harry flies out again - and then leaves, with Harry mildly bewildered but definitely feeling better - they see each other every time Harry’s in the UK after that, but Harry starts to feel the pressure both in that relationship and with business from not being there quite enough, so - after Donnie is born Harry goes back to the UK and stays there for the next six months - the business steadies out and Harry and Hugh start living together - and I spent way longer on that part than the actual film would, and all of the aforementioned would take place in flashbacks - the movie starts proper when Harry decides that Hugh has to meet his weird extended Greek family, which Hugh has been pressing to do for a while - Harry rings Sophie to check if it’s okay for them to visit and the phone call’s a bit odd bc there’s a lot of clattering noise in the background and she keeps covering the microphone to shout at someone, but the gist of what she says is ‘yes, of course, I’d love to see you and it would be great to meet my possible fourth father’, so Harry and Hugh pack up and get the plane to Athens - Harry’s a little uncertain about Hugh getting involved in it all bc he knows they’re uh unconventional but he does really want him to meet Sophie, and he figures the only people on the island right then will be Sophie, Sky, Donnie, and Sam, so ‘my oddly acquired daughter and her partner, child, and stepfather’ isn’t that strange - but then they go to get the ferry - (the customs man is mildly disappointed to see that Harry is in a relationship now but makes up for it by hitting on Hugh) - and instead Bill sails up to pick them up, and Harry greets him enthusiastically and introduces Hugh, who just takes “This is Sophie’s Father no. 3, who’s an award-winning sailor and also married to one of her aunts” in stride, but then Harry goes “Why are you here? I thought you were at home, and where’s Rosie then?” - so on the ride over, Bill briefs Harry on what’s been happening on the island, which they haven’t told him about because they knew he’d come running back over to help if he’d known and he needed to stay in the UK for a while to work things out - turns out that after Donnie was born, although he’s lovely (mostly), everyone had underestimated the amount of work he’d take purely by dint of being a baby, so both Sophie and Sky had basically had to stop the majority of the work they’d been doing in maintaining the hotel, which was a lot, especially since it’s still fairly new - Fernando was supposed to pick up the slack, but to be fair to him he had already been doing a fair bit, and also he’s uselessly in love, so he and Cher keep stealing off to semi-abandoned bits of the island and becoming unavailable - Bill, Rosie, and Tanya all flew in to help, along with Sam, but none of them have any experience running a hotel or dealing with a baby (apart from what limited input Rosie and Tanya had with baby Sophie), so while the hotel is still technically running, a new disaster keeps popping up every day - After Bill’s gone through all this, they’re almost at the island and Harry is sorta freaking out both on Sophie’s behalf and because that means Hugh is about to meet literally everyone while they’re also in Disaster Mode - Hugh’s listened to the entire thing in silence and they dock and walk up with Hugh with one arm around Harry’s shoulders and Bill holding his hand bc they’re both trying to calm him down - they get to the hotel and walk into about forty employees running around and Bill stops one of them to ask what’s going on and where Sophie is and it turns out the fountain in the courtyard has like. exploded so they’re trying to a) find someone to fix it and b) protect anything nearby that shouldn’t be wet, and she has no idea where Sophie is but probably at home with Donnie and hi Harry bye Harry bye Bill - they go find Sophie, who thankfully is not in crisis mode because Donnie is asleep (Sky is down at the hotel helping), and Hugh gets introduced and Sophie lasts about 5 minutes on pulled-together welcoming behaviour before she collapses into both Bill and Harry because she gets to relax about once a month - at which point Hugh goes “Hey, uh, Sophie, Bill? You know I run hotels for a living, right? The whole reason I was in the UK to meet Harry was because the chain I work for just expanded there, I can probably help out here.” - Sophie did not know this and just about starts crying in gratitude - to summarize the rest more shortly: - Hugh helps pull everything together, and all the dads get Fernando to stop disappearing by attempting to bodily threaten Cher with a lot of desperation in their eyes and while passing Donnie between them until she goes “oh fine, we’ll help more” - Harry starts worrying about what will happen when they leave, both for Sophie and with Hugh, because he doesn’t need to be in the UK anymore - Tanya laments the fact that Hugh is gay and in a committed relationship, to the consternation of Fernando’s brother, who is attempting to start a serious relationship with her (which forms the fun light side plot - you never get full confirmation of the ‘serious’ part but they are kissing at the end) - Harry tries to talk to Bill about his worries about Hugh, but he’s massively unhelpful - goes through the same thing with Tanya (bc that would be hilarious) and Sky (bc we deserve to see him interact more with the dads) - eventually he talks to Sam about it, who advises him to just talk to Hugh - meanwhile Hugh’s been getting closer and closer to Sophie, since he’s been working a lot with her in trying to pull the hotel together - he talks to her about not wanting to leave Harry but not being sure how he’d feel about Hugh staying in the UK more or less just for him - Sophie tells him he’d probably try to talk him out of it but also he craves commitment and family so it’d be empty - it’s a very touching conversation in which Sophie talks a lot about how much she loves him and how good a father and newly grandfather he is - Hugh takes that and processes it and decides he’s going to propose - he just tells Sophie so she can help with organising it but Bill is nearby and hears, and much like the pregnancy the entire island (bar Harry) knows within the day - this also gives everyone working on the hotel an extra boost because they’re like ‘we gotta be here to host the wedding’ but they say it in a group musical number carried out in true dramatic big group choreography except Harry keeps walking past so they keep having to stop and pretend they’re doing something else until he leaves - so they’re all trying to hide it from Harry, but then Rosie accidentally lets slip that something is happening with Hugh, so Harry chases him down to this little walking track in the middle of the trees and he ends up proposing there real nervously with no ring and his speech half-prepared but also fully prepared bc it’s ‘I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do’ - they get back and tell everyone and they’re very happy but also furious because there was a plan for this dammit and Tanya insists they have to have an engagement party now because it was immensely rude of them to get engaged when she wasn’t watching - there’s a lot of scenes of the dads (especially Bill and Harry) ‘helping’ with the final bits of hotel recovery until Sophie gently cracks and tells them to please just take care of Donnie which they are more than happy to do - they continue to point out various aspects of him which they share until they decide there’s too many points of similarity to all of them and also they’ve devolved into baby talk so - the final big group scene is the hotel throwing a ‘Hey we’re running smoothly again’/engagement party - at some point Sophie goes “Where’s grandma?” and it cuts to her and Fernando back in their little abandoned corner of the island - in the credits Super Trouper Sophie points to Sky holding Donnie up on his shoulders in the crowd because that would be adorable - please feel free to add to this because I’m sure I’m missing bits
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oroontheheels · 6 years
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Lil bit about Genn
I didn’t like Genn Greymane when I was first introduced to WoW. He seemed like an old asshole who only shout angrily and can’t stop shit-talking about Horde. I liked Horde, Alliance - not so much. So I was very uninterested in another white guy with a beard from Alliance (there are too many of them let’s be honest). So I ignored him, concentrating my attentions on other character and races.
But! When I first played trough worgen story I felt some sort of sympathy to old bastard. He made so many mistakes and dig himself such a deep hole! His city was under attack, his bff was in jail and then the worgen curse. Which spreaded so horribly because of Genn hiding the truth.
And he is not just a guy. He is a King. It is his people suffering. His kingdom being invaded. That’s a big punch in his ego and for a long time ego was base for his entire personality.
When I read the novel “Lord of his pack” about Genn I was truly inspired by how well written he is (they still managed to ruin him a bit in BfA novel, but that’s another story lol).
First thing you learn reading the novel is that Genn’s dad was a prideful racist asshole. He hated elves and other kings and make his young son believe that “taking another’s man hand” aka accepting help from another is a weakness. That TRUE MAN can handle any problem on his own.
I was surprised since this novel portrays obviously patriarchal views as traumatic and negative. Since it’s those views that ruined Genn’s life! He wanted to be completely independent. He wanted to protect his people during the war that’s why he build the wall and shut his entire kingdom away from other world. Pride played the huge part in his life too, yes. But remember that that’s how he was raised. To be a TRUE MAN who don’t need anyone.
Gilneas suffered, his best friend ended up leading a revolution against him and then was later sent to jail. But Genn was to busy with worgen activity to stop and listen to his son Liam. Or maybe he was too prideful for that too. After all he was now a FATHER like his FATHER he feel the urge to slam his ideals into Liam’s brain. Luckily Liam was smarter, but that’s another topic.
We all know how the story ended. But the most important part of the novel is that Genn learned his lesson. He saved as much of his people as he could. He asked Darius for help. He even accepted help of Night Elves. He tamed his pride a bit and agreed to fight for the Alliance.
He is still old snarly bastard, but he is able to grow. And that’s beautiful.
And, the last thing, you know what I love about Genn the most? Despite his father bullshit, despite Genn himself being an ass - he loves and respect his wife. To the point where he was worried that she might think he run from home at night because he cheats on her (he wasn’t). Most of the manly men take pride in cheating. “Oh my wife is old and bitchy I’m gonna find 20-something years old girl and seduce her instead!” But not Genn. He hated lying to her, hiding that all this time he was hunting worgens. He didn’t want her to even think that he might be cheating on her. Because he never would.
And that last part of the novel when he saves Mia and Tess from a sinking ship? The part where he openly admits how much he loves her? Freakin’ beautiful! Others would consider this “not manly” and too sugary sweet. Genn? He LOVES his wife. Get the heck out of you think he can’t talk about it aloud.
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– by ChiChai@Empire – with Mile5tone Photos by Ray@Empire
  What led to mile5tone
For those who’ve followed us since these tops came out…
or since this video came out…
our anniversary starting point may be confusing.
I started Empire in the Air my first year of college (February 2010.) I released a few pieces here and there but didn’t have real consistency due to school and other extracurricular activities.
The team and I consider 2013 as our real launch date because that’s when we had our first event, our first collection, and that’s even when our team first ever formed. (Can you believe I tried to do this sh*t myself? Foolish 18 year old.)
@smankeyy @chrissnguyen @[email protected] @jahlean and I have been doing our best to go all-out with Empire in the Air since 2013. Hence, this is our Mile5tone year.
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Empire Team: Ray, Chris, ChiChai, Sam, Mia, Aiko, Jelyn
our set-up
What made Mile5tone extra special from our other events was a whole lot of new-new.
Sam & Chris designed an entirely brand new pop-up shop set-up and Chris spent the past several weekends building it. We didn’t get a chance to take a final photograph of the set-up but, thanks to IG-story extraordinaire Aiko, you can get a peek of it here:
We have new pallet walls that served as a photo display one one side and a chalk wall on the other. Like at FAME, we use our chalk wall to invite our supporters to share what their empires are. Some dive deep in writing out their passions, while others…
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Spongebob-inspired chalk art by our friends PJ and Chelsea
We spent a month or so looking for brand new clothing racks that would complement our garments. Out of frustration inspiration, Chris decided to build one himself! Check out this BTS photo of it:
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On top of having a brand new set-up, we came out with exclusive products made just for the first 25 guests of Mile5tone. Chris & Jelyn spent the night before screen-printing the goodie bags with the design from our 5 Year Anniversary Jersey (what?!)
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To be completely honest with you, I was really nervous in announcing the “first 25 guests!” thing. I may or may not have had a nightmare that only ten people showed up to Mile5tone a few weeks prior. Little did I know that we’d have a line way before doors opened (extra shout-out to our loving supporters that got there before we even began setting up! WE LOVE YOU!)
The giveaways included: an Empire in the Air tote, our logo pin made by AumakuaTreasures, brand new stickers, and other goodies from Post Signature, Open Daily, and Bayani Art.
We had hella more giveaways throughout the day. This time, in raffle form. Guests received a raffle ticket if they arrived wearing Empire in the Air and for every $10 spent at any vendor. Raffles included goodies from Post Signature, Haus of Godspeed, Open Daily, littleHONEYvee, Cas5andra, and us!
Since we have our own screen-printing kit, why not bring it to the event? Chris and Mia held down the screen-printing station in case anyone wanted any of our characters or logos on their clothes or prints!
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Shout-out to this guy who took the shirt off his back to get our 2011 rocketeer design
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We also brought back our coloring table!
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By @bernasaur
By @iamsmalls featuring @leanlikeajolo
Most adorable colorer award goes to:
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Friends of empire in the air
Throughout our years of participating in vending opportunities and event-coordination, we’ve met so many great artists along the way. We invited these artists as a thank you for always vibin out and supporting us:
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littleHONEYvee
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Cas5andra
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Andie Bakes x Candido Kitchen
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Oatis Ice Cream
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Bayani Art
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Post Signature
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Open Daily
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Haus of Godspeed
Although not a vendor, we have to highlight the guy that kept the energy up for everyone the whole day: Dean Orbase aka DJ Bazé
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As a music provider, your mission is to decorate time. I feel EITA has the same intentions but with stories and cloth. Being able to express the beauty in things is a true blessing and I’m glad to be sharing this experience at the Mile5tone! – DJ Bazé
The Celebration
What we’re most grateful for with Mile5tone was that it felt like we were simply hanging out with friends, including our personal friends and friends we’ve made through Empire.
The big question now is what’s next?
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Mile5tone - by ChiChai@Empire - with Mile5tone Photos by Ray@Empire What led to mile5tone For those who've followed us since these tops came out...
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Helloww, I'm here for 3rd request xD
Don't know you like it or not but hw abt MC is sweet, ladylike, polite, never complained, and lovely girl but someday...when comte hold a banquet and yeps mc has low tolerance alcohol and got drunk so herself became 180° 😂😂😂
She started laughing like maniac, shouting and scold the residents like asian mom 😂.
For example : (arthur) DO YOU KNOW WE CALL A HUMAN TYPE LIKE YOU A THOT ?! FROM NOW I'LL CALL YOU ARTHOT
(isaac) OII YOU MINI APPLE BOI, HOW CAN YOU INVENTED CALCULUS?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PRESSURE YOU GIVE TO FUTURE STUDENTS ? I CAN'T EVEN ENJOYED MY SCHOOL LIFE !! YOU MUST KNOW HOW MUCH I WANTED TO KILL YOU WHEN I WAS IN HIGHSCHOOLER !!
Etc 😂😂 you can make what kind of screaming+scolding she will throw at them 😂😂😂 The residents ? OH I WANT TO SEE THEIR STUPID SHOCKED FACES AHAHAHA. Take your time writing it xD and thank you so much before my darlingzzz 😘😘😘❤️❤️
This is gonna be a fun one to write! Sorry this took so much time to write! I have been busy with school works. But I’ve been writing it slowly. here you go!  The words in the brackets (..) indicate that she missed saying these words.  I had to write the words in a weird way to show that the words were being slurred by mc. 
I tried writing it to your ask .Hope you like it! 
Everyone was still wearing surprised Pikachu faces as they were staring at sleeping MC. For never had they expected to see the completely hidden side of her.
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Previously, that evening~  
MC is sweet and  perfect lady, as described in the ask. But little did the vampires know what they would be witnessing that night. 
The lord of the mansion decided to throw another banquet that night for the second time in the month being the hedonistic man he is. And all the residents were invited, including MC. 
All of them reached the venue that evening and in the banquet halls, many fancy dishes were there, waiting to be eaten by  people. There were finest of the wines brought from the  far away land and the exotic dishes that were never seen before. 
All of the mansion residents gathered in a room(kinda VIP room). All have helped themselves with a drink or two and were chatting away. MC stood against the walls of the room, swirling her champagne glass as she spoke to Sebastian.
All of them continued talking to each other.
After some more time:
MC was still speaking when she began giggling to herself continuously. 
All the residents:  “???????⁇?”
MC:” if only people knew how crazy these idiots are!! bwahahaha!” 
Napoleon: “Who are you talking about MC?”  
MC: “ Who am I ... talkin bout? I talk about the grreeat ‘men’ in history.." mc continued giggling as her words began to slur.
Arthur: "And why exactly are we 'idiots'? "
MC: "who in the world knew that all of these men would have crazy sides no one ever knows!" She began laughing again.
All of them looked at each other and then at MC. They noticed her flushed cheeks and understood the situation. 
“MC, you are quite drunk. You should stop drinking now..” 
“ N-no no no no.. I’m not drunk at all.. see,I only drank 1,2,... 4 glasses of champagne! I want to talk! “ 
MC: “comte! do you know..? arthot went into the town again yesterday even after you shun himm.. But he didn’t let me tell you...! teach him a lesson comte!” MC told as she pretended  that she was holding a gun against Arthotur’s head. 
“What in the world is mademoiselle doing?” Jean asked with a confused stare as Sebastian replied, “In our time period, we show guns with our hands in that way.. it’s a type of pretend play..”. 
“And..wait  what? From when did my name change to Arthot?? Did she misspell it??” Arthur asked looking at her. 
“ Lemme think.. nope.. You’re ..definitely Art..Thot! yup! That’s it!” 
  “Arthur.. come to my room later. I should ‘gently’ remind you the rules of the mansion. “ Arthur gulped audibly as comte stared at him with ‘nothing-is-wrong’ smile.
“Arthur, Dazai-san!! Can (you) come here once??” She suddenly asked them with  puppy eyes as they came forward. She tried to reach their faces but couldn’t. She pouted a little and climbed onto the couch behind her. 
“OWW!! “ Both of them cried in pain as MC twisted each of Arthur’s and Dazai’s ears.  “ how.. how dare youu...!  How dare you tease.. Is..Isaac?! the only baby of this mansion! Poor boy! He’s traumatized because of you!” 
Isaac having the time of his life: “That’s right mc! How dare they tease a bab- wait! Who do you think you’re calling BABY!??! “ Isaac frowned at his yet another new nick name. 
Her feet began wobbling and she fell from the couch onto Mozart.  “Aww man!! I fell off the couch!!! Bu..but.. this pillow is soo smoooth and silkyy.. yayy! A nice pillow for me..! “ She said as she snuggled her face into her’pillow’, aka Mozart’s chest. 
“What do you think you’re doing?! Get her off me! mmph!! “ Mozart began yelling but felt a hand clamped over his mouth. “Shh.. doon’t shout.. and you should.. smile like this. Say CHEEEESE! “ MC said, forcing his lips into a smile with her hands. 
MC kept giggling even when Napoleon and Leonardo helped Mozart and sat her on the couch.
(I'm sorry I know that her giggling is too much but I don't know how drunk person acts exactly ^^;)
Leonardo: "How much did she even drink? Why didn't you stop her Sebas?"
Sebastian: "I'm sorry master Leonardo.. I didn't expect her to drink these many. I thought she had high alcohol tolerance.."
Leonardo (stretching hand towards mc): "Cara mia, you had enough fun, c'mon you need to rest up in the mansion.
MC shook her head vigorously . "Noooo! I don't want to rest! I want to talk to all of you~! Why don't you go to sleep ...? Da Vinci~. You've got your bed AKA them... (Pointing finger towards floor and wall) . I'll sing a lullaby to youu.. "
She began humming the tone of the lullaby as she dragged Leonardo with her.
" Rock-a-bye, baby, in the tree top
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall
Down will come baby, cradle and all"
"Go to bed renaissance man! And ! Your cigarillos are confiscated by me! Hmph! " She took the cigarillos from his pockets and threw them into the dustbin.
"MC! You sing so good! It's as if the angel herself has sung the lullaby.. what song is it?" Vincent asked with an excited and curious gaze.
" the lullaby..? T'is from my own time.. god! I miss my old days in college! " Everybody heard small sniffles in the room then. 
They felt helpless seeing her cry. “What’s the matter cherie? Why are you crying? Is something hurting you? “ comte asked approaching her. 
“*sniffle* everything is *hic* alright comte *sniffle, hic*. I just remembered *sniffle* my own time and my friends.. I miss them *sniffle* a lot..” Tears began rolling down her soft cheeks.  Everyone looked at each other.. 
“ A-and.. *sniffle* I also remember the days I used to cry and struggle due to math in college. Especially calculus.. And I’ve heard that Isaac was the one wh- *sniffle* who invented it.. Isn’t it Isaac?”  She asked Isaac through the glassy eyes. 
Isaac: “Y-yeah... it was me..” He lowered his eyes as if he had done a mistake. 
MC grabs Isaac’s lapels weakly and shouted, “Why? Why did you invent calculus?! I remember.. I remember the days I used to stay awakee... until late night, scratching my head and struggling to... to solve them!!    I... hatee.. you !!” She suddenly released him and pushed him back, making him wobble a little. 
Theo: “what the heck hondje?! how much drunk are you!? your mood swings are faster than Arthur’s snarky comments! “ 
MC: “ Hey Theo! Don’t you dare call me Hondje.. You’re the hondje... Who doesn’t allow anyone to come near your darling brother like a guard dog!” 
Theo was very taken back at the sudden backfiring of the nickname. 
MC: “Coming to Vincent and Jean! you both are so adorable.  You’re the epitome of purity. I love you both so much. muah!” She sent a flying kiss to both and both the men’s cheeks flushed a little. 
Napoleon: “Do you have something to say about me MC?” He asked her with curiosity and a little amusement dancing in his eyes. 
MC: “ Well, All I can say ..is.. DON’T GO AROUND KISSING PEOPLE! I can’t.. beliieeve that ‘nightmare of Europe’ went around kissing people.. poor soldiers must have been traumatized..! “ 
“ I can’t believe the nerve of you all to send me to Napoleon’s room early in the morningg!  *gasp* Wait !!This means that all of you have been kissed by him.. didn’t you? Hahahaaa!!”   she continued laughing clutching her stomach hard. 
“Do you know?! There’s a stalker in the mansion who stalks you all 24/7. And he notes it down in his ‘oh no! they didn’t ‘ notebook! It’s none other than our Seba- mmph! “ her voice suddenly came out  muffled as Sebas quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. 
“Wait-who is that stalker??” Dazai asked in confusion. 
“It’s no one Dazai san. She’s just blabbering.”  Sebas quickly replied in a stoic expression. 
“Wow.. she speaks truth when she’s drunk Will..” Vincent told Shakespeare. “ She is.. After all, a drunk mind speaks a sober heart..” Shakespeare told him. 
“Cherie, you must really go back to mansion now. Come, I shall escort you back home..” Comte said worriedly as he approached her. 
“ NO! no comte ~ . See, I-I’m perfectly fine~. And you should stop being a mother comte. For the god’s sake, you’re a man! See, look at your reflection! You’re a handsome man! not a beautiful woman! Ditch all these.. motherly duties and enjoy yourself.~! “  She exclaimed as she turned him towards the mirror. 
“And you all~! stop being such a child and stressing out poor comte! Okay?! repeat after mee! from this day forth, I shall look after myself and never stress out  mama comte!” 
“Do you even like us luv?” Arthur asked her with a knowing smile. 
“Well, yes.. of course! Even though you all are handful.. I love you all a lot! I love you all this..much (spreading her hands on both sides)..I want to.. stay here..for..ever..” 
Suddenly, she felt the world spinning and lost consciousness. But Sebastian caught her by the waist in the nick of time. 
The room suddenly fell silent as the blabbering of a drunk resident stopped. 
“Well well- tonight’s play was rather very interesting.. But the curtains have fallen in a very unexpected way..” Shakespeare said laughing and breaking the silence. 
Sebastian gently laid her on the couch as she slept soundly. “never expected to see this side of cara.. not that I dislike it though..” Leonardo said as he laughed breezily. 
“It felt so entertaining to see her talking her like this.. Though it’s not gentlemanly, I would love to invite her to drinks and make her drunk.. I want to hear those words and keep them to myself..” comte said looking at her. 
“Let’s take her home and call it a day.. And let’s keep it a secret among ouselves...” Napoleon added. Everyone nodded in agreement and started towards mansion, still laughing at her words. That’s how they came to know the completely hidden side of mc that eventful night.  
                  -------------------- THE END   --------------------
 i also wanted to ask you guys if my plots up until now were different or if it feels like I’m writing cliché things..how does it feel? 
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Chapter 2. aka, Adele 25 therapy
what are tumblrs for if not for ridiculous oversharing and creeping into people’s lives you have no business being in, right? 
disclaimer: it’s a saturday night, 11:45pm to be exact, and i’m 4 hours deep into listening to Adele’s 25 album on repeat. i’ve also micro-dosed. or maybe regular dosed, depends who you ask. For all intents and purposes here, I’m calling it a micro because i very much have a grip even if my trusty wall tapestry is doing pretty things, and I had a very clear intention diving in. 
the tl;dr is that this 25-year old’s solo post-break up trip is a fucking cleanse and this is the vibe I’m fully on right now:
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lol so, how did we get there: 
well waking up from last night’s binge smoking, gaming & sugar session (which was honestly much needed - shout out to the peeps who were there for that) didn’t feel the hottest, obviously. but crushed that shit with more sleep and getting back into jillian michaels* in my living room and eating a healthy lunch and whatnot. 
*side note: i’m sure she’s made millions already, but in this era with all the IG fitness models and influencers out there i still think jillian michaels is queen and underrated. 20 mins of jumping around and flailing weights, guided by her via TV is literally all i need to be like woh bitch i’m back. haha. 
now: you know how there are just those random people in your life that perhaps weren’t around all that long or maybe they had an impact on you that you only realized later? or maybe you just never shared with them how much they meant to you, because you didn’t even know. so there are a couple of those i’m going to bring up here (no names). 
starting with one - a friend from my NYC juice bar days, we spent many a wintery days and hours cooped up in that tiny shop kicking ass honestly with grade A difficult customers. she was one of my favorites to work with - so fun to laugh, with gossip with, just share a space with. i have so many fond memories of night shifts there, snow falling outside the windows. people coming in for smoothies at 10:45pm making us wonder what the fuck? 
she was stunning, tall, beautiful effortless skin and bone structure and all that, she just glowed. she was always lifting up other girls around her while shaming herself. i get it, that’s just what we do, that’s what I do. but fact is she was a straight 12/10 no question. anyways, we lost touch. we all know how that whole restaurant went down in sad flames with our owner locked up at rikers (if you don’t know of the psycho saga via vogue’s coverage, and want to hear a first-hand account, that’s for another day, it’s honestly a fun one to tell). so all the people in my life from the restaurant, who were what felt like home to me in NY, kind of faded out with time.
anyways, she’s one of those people for me that still pops into mind from time to time and i just wonder what she’s up to and miss her. so today in my idle morning of moping around, she popped into mind and a quick social media search led me to find her humble page and podcast she’s just recently started - and i ended up listening to a couple episodes because, lord knows i’m a podcast nerd. but i had a chance to hear her story and how much i didn’t know of her background when we were friends back then, and what a light she still was to those around her was pretty amazing.  she did say that her time in nyc was a bit of a blur that’s hard to remember because she was struggling at the time. it hurts my heart to know that, but at the same time i definitely can relate. generally i’d say living in nyc, as a student or not, can feel very isolating and while i have a lot of very vivid memories and recollections, a lot of that time is also a blur for me now the more distance i get from it. 
anyways, so kind of reflecting on all that this afternoon while mozy-ing around in bed was one part of today’s journey. one bit that was also huge was hearing her talk about her overeating/binge & restrictive eating disorder during that time, which is something i’ve tried to vocalize to my friends and family and even doctor but generally isn’t taken all that seriously. when in fact these habits i haven’t addressed are probably the most crucial detriment to my health. it turns out there’s such a thing as overeaters-anonymous. like AA but for people with compulsive eating problems. that’s 100% me, so this was a HUGE discovery today for me that something like this exists. i’m not going to say i’ll walk straight into a meeting this second, but i’m definitely interested. as carly whose lived with me for the last 3 years could easily tell you better than anyone else, i have a hell of a fucking problem and i don’t even know if i understand it fully myself.
part 2:
coincidentally, around mid day I happened to get a text from an old NY roommate, someone I hadn’t heard from in over a year probably, so it was pretty out of the blue. I always perceived her to be like an older sister figure, a funny lady from Malaysia with a heavy accent and a strong attitude, doing her best to fit into American culture, dating apps, heavy into the astrology shit, and all. Anyways, she hit me up because she was concerned she couldn’t find me on social media anymore (quickly resolved) and she mentioned that she enjoyed seeing my DIY stuff on IG stories and that it was serving as inspiration for some future business she’s been envisioning once she gets out of corporate life in Pittsburgh, PA. It was all endearing and sweet. i have heard from friends before that my IG could be turned into something more if i wanted to, but i’ve never had the heart to put more structure to things that just feel like natural parts of me that i want to remain free, if that makes sense. but it’s still nice to know that out there somewhere in pennsylvania the random things i do in my kitchen and share into the IG ether can serve as a little inspo for a roommate from 5 years ago. also it was just a nice reminder to self that in the same way i have these people i admire and root for and wonder about from a distance, maybe there’s room for me to be someone like that for somebody else i’ve crossed paths with. that makes me happy. 
So, part 3: hello, Adele.
i haven’t been shy about admitting the last couple months have been a struggle for me. basically since turning 25. even leading up to the big number, all year really i’d been kind of dreading what this age meant. it just feels like it’s gotta be messy whether i want it to be or not. considering every prior year has been a positive & fairly steady uphill climb, i figured at some point i’d have to pause/break/falter. don’t ask me why, age has always been something i’m glued to. (it’s funny because i don’t own a clock, the one watch i have is tucked into my wedding planner e-kit and only comes out on those days. given my job title and being a virgo and all, time has oddly never been a day to-day concern for me. (those who know me know i am never on time for anything, sorry) but i’ve always been hyper concerned about my age and the expectations (self imposed, inescapable) that come looming with it*. so birthday season usually is just a very introspective time every year where i evaluate where i’m at, the progress i’ve made, what’s holding me back, what i’m proud of, what i’m not proud of. 
*quick side story, the person i’ve dated all year always would say our age difference was nothing. but that statement always irked me because it’s far from the truth. every year 20, 21, 22, 23, 24 i’ve felt i’ve learned exponentially about myself and grown. so yeah, there’s a HUGE difference, emotionally/self-awareness, all that, between 22 and 25 if you ask me. like bless my early 20′s for being stoned fun & shit, but girl’s been putting in work too ya know?
anyways, back on track: come time for my birthday this year i didn’t really want to think too hard about it and just wanted to have fun, and i did! it was definitely one of the more fun/eventful birthdays i can recall. 
but now, 2 months post-birthday, fresh off of a break up, I’m beginning to see more clearly why I pushed all that usual introspective evaluation under the rug. essentially it’s what i’ve done all year, pretending 22 - 25 is nothing, and that all the work i’d done to get here was whatever. i’d taken steps back self-esteem wise, kind of let my work fall by the wayside just as something to do and not something i was excited about (which is more my norm), and i realize i wasnt being present in the right ways to friendships that mean the most to me. All in favor of some shiny beacon of excitement, being sucked into this vortex of conditional relationships*  and “fun” where i frankly just had no place being.
*linked there ^ is a stellar article, when you’re ready for it
THANK GOD FOR MY FRIENDS. seriously i don’t say this enough. I have been FREAKING BLESSED by the people who choose to be in my life. like fuck yo i know it’s FACT i have not been the most pleasant to be around or hear from this year but the true ones persisted and showed me love when I needed it most, were there for me constantly through all the thick of it and still are. like those calls every day just to chat about what the fuck ever, those random “i’m thinking of you’s” and “let’s hangs” mean so much to me in my isolated world of working from home and just being a general homebody type. let me just promise to all of you once i’m out of this present messiness, that I’ll be back on track. i’ve hated being that girl, i’ve heard myself, and i’ve hated it. so while I’ve been kind of MIA morphing into something i haven’t been proud of, thank you to every single friend who’s reminded me there was still something here worthy of your time and your energy and your attention.
*now, much less saving me, I get to start showing up for you guys better too. 
i’ve explained this to close friends before who have experienced it with me - psychedelics are one of my favorite ways to get a grip on my life. of course, i understand their role in fun experiences too, but i’ve always valued it first and foremost as a powerful mind-opening tool. (so naturally, i adore michael pollan’s latest book “how to change your mind”.) when i’m feeling overwhelmed or at a crossroads or muddled, i’ve found it to be the most affective way for me to tune into myself, see things with a fresh perspective, and commit to the choices i need to. 
so having been on a fucking ride with these breakup emotions, knee deep in self-pity, not knowing what to make of the past year, past month, past week, & where i’m at... i was like, 
why the fuck not?
just what i needed on a night to myself to give my soul a fucking cleanse. it’s a convenient weekend to have the house all to myself. read: a good place to be singing at the top of my lungs haha and doing whatever the fuck my single ass wishes all night. somehow along the way, i managed to cook up a pretty A+ tikka masala sauce and prepped a brussel sprouts salad for a dinner with friends tomorrow night, don’t ask me how. i’ve had a spiritual fucking connection to every single song on this Adele 25 album, obviously. idk why it hadn’t occurred to me until doing this that i’m now 25 listening to this album :) so all of this is to say:
Thank you, Adele.
for being a girl i can identify with who marks progress with age, unabashedly tunes into her emotions, and provides breakup comfort like no other. even though i refused to listen to this album until like a year ago
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(also can we just take a moment to appreciate that Adele posted this on her own IG profile)
Thanks to those who aren’t necessarily at the frontlines of my life, but have a place in my heart, whether you know it or not, and bring forth some amazing shit or tune in at the right times.
Thank you, most sincerely, to each and every one of my friends that I won’t name here. 
Close and far, you’re the ones pulling me out of a drudge of a year where I lost myself and you’re reminding me what I love to do and who I am and it feels good to get a footing again. 
~ ciao, finally @ 1:43am.
p.s. below is THE picture of what i’ve been like for the last couple weeks ~ can always count on a new girl reference to have my back heheh
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*we can also mark this as the night where i FINALLY get over my weird thing about not liking “Hello.” That shit’s a fucking masterpiece who was i to say anything otherwise hahaha
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Kevin Cage of @spotlightsaga reviews... GLOW (S01E08) Maybe It's All the Disco Airdate: June 23, 2017 Ratings: @netflix Original/Privatized Ratings Score: 9.75/10 TVTime/FB/Twitter/Tumblr/Path: @SpotlightSaga **********SPOILERS BELOW********** I don't like to start reviews or articles at the end of an episode and backtrack... And if we did that here it would start everything on such a dark tone, which would make it extremely hard to recover. One of our biggest priorities is to match what we write in these articles to the emotion that is evoked from the screen. 'GLOW's 'Maybe It's All the Disco' literally bounces through a myriad of emotions, each one felt with an incredible intensity. We just got through the last episode literally fawning over the writing of Rachel Shukert, even nominating her work as a writer for our end of the year Spotlight Saga Awards that we'll be polling across TV Time and other social media outlets (obviously TV Timers' votes will weigh the heaviest 💯)... But here we are again, just one episode later, doing the exact same type of fawning over 'GLOW's 8th episodic entry, not only with Award Worthy writing by Nick Jones, who made our list last year with OITNB S4E07 'People Persons', but also powerhouse, natural director Sian Heder, who literally captures everything that Jones has written and is able to find the perfect way to funnel each emotional bullet-point from scene to scene... Leaving the audience feeling the exact way that Ruth must feel as the credits role. It's brilliant. It's 'GLOW' showing that it's only going to continue to get better & better... And for that, Nick Jones is the first writer to make back to back yearly SS nominations for Achievement in Writing and Sian Heder gets her first Achievement in Direction nom from us, directly after an episode of 'GLOW' that we didn't think could be topped. Tanya Sterling, don't think we've forgotten about you. You're editing here was a marvel. As far as 30-Minute 'dramadies' this year, 'GLOW' and FX's 'Baskets' are taking the cake. Each series has done phenomenal work capturing as much of these characters and their growth, both in life's often tricky timeline and existentially... As well as giving us solid story arcs to sink our teeth into, all in such a short period of time & low number of episodes. See, Big 4 Networks, you don't need 22-25 episodes to make such a monstrous impact! Netflix and FX are literally schooling those fools! The camaraderie of these women is really taking center stage. At first it was like a hodgepodge of diverse misfits, none of which complimented the other in any way. Now, here they are breaking Sheila the She-Wolf (Gayle Rankin) out of her shell by celebrating the birthday that Sheila never wanted to celebrate in the first place. All of this is spearheaded by Jenny aka Fortune Cookie (Ellen Wong), who nabs a huge chunk of the episode's spotlight by taking us through her family's past in Cambodia 🇰🇭, and showing us exactly why she's so desperate to hang on to any part of American Culture that she can, having been deprived of things like birthday parties herself. It all suddenly makes sense, and it was so heartwarming to see just how much Sheila has warmed up to Ruth (Alison Brie), even looking to her for a 'way out' and clutching to her for dear life at the beginning of their amazing scene in the roller rink. Sheila has been so 'stone-faced' and comically dry, that seeing the women ban together and make her feel important, putting a smile on her face, even getting her on roller skates and participating with everyone was one of my favorite scenes of the series so far. Rankin is very close to clinching a piece of my heart forever as Sheila in this series. Obviously, not all is peachy and smiles & skates. Rhonda (Kate Nash) and Sam (Marc Maron) are on the fritz. Sam is embarrassed that their relationship has gone public and in true Sam Sylvia fashion, he treats her like shit after a friendly conversation about Bond films... One that goes a little awry when 'A View to Kill' & the pigeon double take in 'Moonraker' come up. Sam even makes her wait outside so they don't walk in together, even tho all of them are already very much in the know that they are screwing. The cherry on top is when Sam then scolds her for coming in late. He plans on breaking up with her, and goes out venue shopping with Ruth when Bash (Chris Lowell) goes MIA, for reasons only Carmen (Britney Young) knows at the time... Leave it to Cherry Bang (Sydelle Noel) to pull it out of her, though. Should be interesting to see just how she uses this newfound information in the very near future. As Ruth tags along with Sam, while he venue shops with the likes of a space owner played by Brooke Hogan (yes, the infamous daughter of Hulk Hogan and star of the VH1 show that you probably don't remember), Rhonda is doing exactly what her character Brittanica would do... Think things through. This gives her the home court advantage and she breaks up with him upon his return to the hotel. Sam is left stunned & ironically vulnerable as she breaks it off while he's completely nude, dropping the bombshell that she DID actually like him. Upon hearing this news Sam attempts to salvage the relationship, but Rhonda is ahead of him... And she's right. Sam doesn't like Rhonda, not the way she deserves to be liked & loved, anyway. His sudden change of heart is brought on by the terrifying idea of infinite loneliness, so shouting out that he had 'period sex' with her, in an attempt to prove some sort of love or loyalty, simply won't cut it. The great part about seeing all this asshole-ish behavior from Sam through most of the episode? It doesn't last. Sam IS an asshole, don't get me wrong, but that doesn't mean he's a completely unlikable one. One of the biggest 'drama bombs' of the season is dropped when Ruth discovers she's pregnant after literally setting up a chemistry set in her bathroom just to find out, positive or negative. It's a gut-wrenching moment, an impossible one. We've seen Ruth slowly mend things with her former best friend and main event opponent, Debbie (Betty Gilpin)... As we have also seen Debbie patching things up with Mark (Rich Sommer), sort-of anyway, at least making something we could refer to as progress throughout this episode. Imagine destroying all of that and more by adding the extra slap in the face that not only has Ruth slept with Debbie's husband, she's also now carrying his baby. Just as Ruth accompanied Sam on his venue hunt, Sam accompanies Ruth on a mission so distressing & so polarizing among the human race that we can only look at Sam in a different light. Ruth is terrified, but very sure... She's having an abortion. Sam adds some much needed levity to the situation and improvises as Ruth's husband at the abortion clinic. In turn, Ruth faces her traumatic experience and swivels back & gives Sam a 'Zoya The Destroya' line as she heads to the procedural area... "In Soviet Union, abortion is the only thing there is no line for." Her fading smile, sad doe eyes, & nervous laughter provides one of the most poignant & affective scenes in the entire series. She heads back, lays down, assures the doctors, assures herself, and fades into the blue-skied nothingness painted onto a single tile of the clinic's grid, dropped ceiling.
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ANGST BOI
Peter Stark-Strange had an interesting life to say the least.
Like a lot of the most important people in history, his blood relatives were all dead. His mother. His father. His uncle. His aunt. Everyone he loved.
Back when Peter was just Peter Parker, he, like most fourteen-year-old children with nowhere else to go, was placed into the American foster care system after his aunt died in a car crash. But, unlike all those children, he didn't stay very long.
Two weeks later her was informed that a newly married couple were adopting him. He was not provided any explanation about why, just being told to gather his stuff. He freaked out, immediately worrying himself into an anxious frenzy of What if they're homophobic? and What if they turn out to be serial killers?
He really wasn't sure which one was worse.At this point he was already dating a boy named Wade Wilson, who was the adoptive son of Wolverine, but wasn't really open about his sexuality in fear of getting beaten up.
Another day went by and Peter stood outside a courthouse with his mouth hanging a gaped in shock. The place was swarming with paparazzi and news reporters, all wanting to catch the attention of the newest member of the Stark-Strange family.Within the those couple of hours in the courthouse, Peter's new fathers, Tony and Stephen Stark-Strange, had given him their last name and adopted him. They finished the morning off by guiding him to their very expensive car and taking him to Wendy's.
The happy-go-lucky, bright-eyed teen was immediately thrown into a world of superheroes and money, but he never lost his kindness and compassion. He could snap his fingers and get anything he pleased, and yet he didn't. That didn't change when he was given superpowers by a spider, either.He saved countless people while maintaining a happy relationship with his boyfriend, friends, and family.
Then came the day he turned 16.
Thor and Loki were no longer staying at Stark Tower, instead in Asgard with their parents.
Bruce was MIA (though, he was probably somewhere in Australia being as antisocial as possible).  
And the team was torn apart. His father, Stephen, had taken a step back, moving into his secret magic hideout place thingy. He still provided moral support for his husband and son but refused to fight.  
Tony was an alcohol fueled mess of depression and betrayal, but he tried to put a brave face on around his son.
His Uncle Steve was the main betrayer, causing the pedestal of marble Peter pictured him on to crumble. Watching one of your personal heroes tear your life apart can really mess up a kid.  
At first Peter shrugged it off, disappointed over the missed family dinners and movie nights that his family 'forgot' to attend. But he continued smiling.
On the outside, Peter didn't care when only his parents turned up for his schools performance of Hamilton: The Musical (in which he played Angelica), but on the inside he did.
Just smiles and hiding away the pain. Then it happened and he stopped smiling.
The look on Peter's face when the weight of the world finally came crashing down was heart breaking.
Tears streamed out of his eyes as he, in the Spider-Man suit, watched in horror as his family tore each other to shreds.
Black eyes. Broken bones. Bruises. Even bite marks.
Everyone, including himself, was injured and the rogues had gotten away. His family was scattered in the wind and there was nothing he could do about it.
Wade, aka Deadpool, was the first to notice when Peter stopped smiling, Ned and MJ being next.
They cornered him, begged him to tell them if he was okay, begged him to get help. But he didn't listen.
He grew into a depressed, self-hating state, getting worse when the rogues, Thor, and Bruce came back and tried to play happy families.  
So there Peter was, back pushed against the bed frame with salty tears streaming down his face. "Why... why... why?! Why can't I just be normal?!"
The sound of uncomfortable laughter came from the room next door, where they were having family movie night. Without him.
Peter just couldn't bring himself to attend, mumbling about having homework when asked to join.
Nobody noticed his state, they were all trying too hard to pretend to be happy.  
The villains noticed, though, and they were really rather worried. He had even been kidnapped by all of the people he had every fought against, all of which just wanted to know if he was okay.
He lied and they let him go, even though they knew he was lying, but it wasn't like they could just keep him forever.
Anyway, Peter sat on his floor arguing with himself internally.
Was his decision to stop faking the smiles selfish? Would it be best just to play happy families and cry at night?  
As he was thinking to himself, his phone buzzed with a message, lighting up the dark room.
Peter ignored the message, throwing his phone across the room and walking towards his window. He stood there for twenty minutes, tears streaming down his face as he rested his forehead on the cold glass.
"Peter!" Wade shouted, slamming his bedroom door open with the Avengers all behind him. "This needs to stop! You need to stop!"
"What do you want me to do, Wade?" Peter spat, angry tears burning his eyes as he turned to face his boyfriend and family. "Tell you that I won't feel just as depressed and lonely tomorrow?"  
Wade's face contorted with pain.
"Why are you even bothering when I'm just one big waste of space!" Peter shouted, finally pushing Wade over the edge.
Deadpool immediately grabbed one of the multiple guns in his jacket pocket, holding it to Peter's head. "Say that one more time and I will kill you myself!"
Peter stared at him stoically, emotions being shown only through his wide eyes glowing with sadness and self-deprecation. "Then do it."
Wade dropped the gun, and it fell to the floor. Tears fell from Wade's face.
Peter, a look of pain and sorrow flashing through his eyes, walked into his private bathroom and locked the door, not wanting to talk to anyone.
Once Wade had let out a series of heartbreaking wails, he calmed down and stumbled out into the hallway, the heroes following him quietly.
"What are we going to do? What are we going to do? What are we going to do?" Stephen repeated, letting his usual resting bitch face slip into one of frustration and fear.  
"What we're going to do is snap the fuck out of the shit show and make Peter happy again!" Tony swore, his mouth filling with a bitter taste.
Steve, taking his horror out in a fit of anger, glared at Ironman. "And how exactly are we meant to do that, huh? By demanding that he tell his tale of woe to some bad psychologist?"
"Or we could just leave him be and see if he works it out on his own?" Sam suggested, not used to dealing with teenagers.
"Bruce, you're the angsty one, so why don't you tell us what to do?" Clint questioned, wiggling his pointer finger in Bruce's face.
"Our angsty-ness is different and you know it!" Bruce screeched, his skin turning a slightly green shade.
Wade looked around, tear filled eyes blazing in anger. These people were the ones that caused his baby boy to feel this way and they were going to fix it, whether they liked his methods or not.
Suddenly, the door flew open and Peter stood in the doorway, tears streaming down his face. "Will you stop trying to help me?! Every time you do, it only gets worse!"
The fighting ceased at once. Peter looked beyond furious, his face a light pink and tears streaming from red eyes. His breathing was long and shallow, short and deep. He swayed on the spot, clutching the doorframe to stay upright.
"If you would ask, I would pour my fucking heart out to you! I would tell you how I feel! But you insist on playing happy family! Why can't I be fucking normal?!"
Wade and the rest of the heroes froze.
"I hurt inside and out! I just watched--AND HELPED--my family tear itself apart! I watched my dad  almost die because Bucky killed his parents! I WATCHED MY UNCLE ALMOST MURDER HIM! And what did you do? You pretended nothing happened!"
Peter was absolutely shouting by now. Tears filled Tony's eyes as he realized how much pain his adopted son was going through.
"I almost DIED! I got trapped under a BUILDING! And you want to know how I survived?!"
The team stayed silent. Wade was positively bursting with anger, but he bit his tongue and let Peter go. It hurt to have so many emotions bottled up inside, and this was the worst way to let them out.
"I thought about you, Mr. Stark! And what you said!"
As if on cue, FRIDAY began playing a recording.
"But I'm nothing without this suit," Peter said, a tone of sheepish pain in his voice.
"If you're nothing without that suit, maybe you shouldn't have it."
Peter seemed to have worn himself out. He collapsed in the doorway, shoulders shaking. Wade and Stephen rushed forward, and with strength he hadn't used in a while, Peter pushed himself back up.
"Don't touch me."
It would've been better if he'd yelled. The quiet resentment in his voice tore Tony to shreds. Stephen stopped as though he'd been slapped, but Wade still went for Peter. Slapping a hand over the boy's mouth, he leaned over to whisper in Peter's ear.
"I don't know where this attitude came from, but you've put on quite a show. I suggest cooling down before I end up hurting you," he said quietly, "and we both know I will."
Peter nodded, his eyes cold. Wade pulled back, stepping into place between Tony and Stephen. Peter crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorframe, his face slightly flushed.
"Now what?" he asked quietly, picking at his sweater. "Are you going to send me off to some psych ward?"
Tony shook his head. "We only want you to be be happy."
Peter flared up again, but held his tongue. "I want to be happy... And Aunt May wanted it too."
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