#this is the endgame i envision alright

[reikeip]

Crossroad ♱ Epilogue

Talks of death

Location: Repayment Festival

Season: Spring, the following year

Keito: …Fufu. Thinking back on it, you really were harsh, Sakuma-san.

And at the time I was an immature idiot, so very stupid. Such youthful indiscretion—I’ll be embarrassed by it for the rest of my life.

DEADMANZ, huh…

A three person unit consisting of me, Sakuma-san and Oogami. It was left behind on paper, because I just don’t know when to let go.

Until the very end, I held onto that hope; I really thought that if things got too crazy, I could just cling to Sakuma-san’s sympathy and beg for help, didn’t I? I’m such a fool.

Kuro: …What’s with ya, Danna? It’s weird—are ya laughin’ at memories?

Keito: Yeah… As expected of someone so close to graduation, I’m getting all emotional. I’m remembering all sorts of things, really.

Kuro: That so. But now ain’t the time to get caught up in old memories. We gotta get outta here and go to Kanzaki.

He seems to be workin’ pretty hard all by lonesome, yanno.

Keito: No, it looks like Hakaze is helping him out too… So Kanzaki isn’t completely alone, but I’m still a bit worried, so I’d like to get to him as soon as possible.

Kuro: Don’t get too hasty, though. Ya shouldn’t move too violently, the DEADMANZ costumes were hastily made, so the sewing is a lil’ weak here and there.

Keito: But it’s a costume made by you, Kiryuu, so I trust its durability.

Kuro: That right? Actually, I was feelin’ pretty moved myself, ya see.

I changed some of the details, but this is still a DEADMANZ outfit just like ya asked me to make for ya back then.

As I was stitchin’, I found myself thinkin’ back a lot too.

When I think about it, I realize we’ve come a long way. We ended up standin’ side by side like this…

Comrades chasin’ after our dreams together—I didn’t expect things to turn out like this.

Keito: Really… I’ll be honest, even back then, I sensed there was something special about you.

Kuro: Haha, is that right? Ya sure I’m not just your replacement for Sakuma or something?

After breakin’ it off with Sakuma, ya still needed a weapon to achieve that revolution ya wanted.

Keito: Don’t be mean. I won’t say that wasn’t my intent… But in hindsight, I’m glad you were my accomplice.

Thank you, we ran side by side to the end.

It may not have been what I envisioned back then, but because of you… We reached an even better, more glorious conclusion.

Kuro: It’s not over yet, Danna. Don’t let your guard down, you’ve always had a poor endgame.

Keito: I’m aware. But this time, I won’t lose. This time, I’ll run to the finish line without falling.

Kuro: Sure. If you’re too sloppy, I’ll beat your ass, Danna.

Rei: (...It seems Hakaze-kun has yet to make it.)

(Doggie too—I wonder, will he truly be able to make it to me as well?)

(It appears to be that Adonis-kun is lending him the support of a friend, so I’m sure he’ll be quite alright.)

(Spending time doing nothing but waiting—it is quite the prolonged form of suffering.)

(Since then… I’ve kicked the child who clung to my leg aside, henceforth becoming distant with Hasumi-kun.)

(From then on, I have lived a life of freewheeling, a life of self indulgence.)

(I took my fill of adolescence and savored it.)

(I traveled the world, I flourished, and finally, thanks to the five oddballs, I’ve been fortunate enough to meet companions that share the same capability as I, and the solitude which follows.)

(Together with dear Doggie, who waited for me with the remnants of DEADMANZ in his hands, so oblivious to it all…)

(I came back as a part of UNDEAD, with which I was able to enrich my time spent here.)

(In betraying and hurting my friend, I attained this glory stained in blood and sin.)

(I ask not for forgiveness, Hasumi-kun. If I were to bow my head and apologize to you now, I am quite sure you would only knit your brows.)

(Our roads have parted, never to meet again.)

(But unexpectedly, some hapless fate allowed us to meet fortuitously, and thus we appeared on stage together once more.)

(This must be a gift from some whimsical god, or perhaps they’re just being malicious.)

(Once more, that sin I must carry is thrust into my hands… And I shall continue to live as one egotistic, arrogant human being.)

(That day, due to a voice singing for the dead, I passed on…[1] I was born anew, able to set out as a human once more.)

(What the future holds, I know not. By karmic retribution, I may not obtain anything I desire, and may just rot away here.)

(But, if my wish could be granted.)

(God. One more time, would you please hear out “my”[2] selfish desire?)

(...It is quite noisy outside of the auditorium. That voice, is it Doggie?)

(Ah, he’s finally caught up to me. I am happy to see you’ve grown into a strong man, one who may grant my wish.)

(When we first met, you were just an adorable little Puppy.)

(Because of such things, life is truly fun.)

(Kaoru-kun should be showing himself soon as well. I, too, should really be rousing myself before long.)

(I must raise my spirits, and my voice… If not, I shall be mistaken for a corpse, and be thrown into a coffin.)

(It’s still too early for me to die, so… For a little longer, I shall enjoy my life.)

(~……♪）

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Ok so. Rei uses the word 成仏 here, which can mean passing away and also... reaching salvation in Buddhist terms, reaching satori, or nirvana. It wouldn't fully make sense to take it only this way because when you do this, your soul isn't supposed to return to the mortal world, but the connotations are there no less.

Rei reverts to the pronoun he used in second year here, 俺 (ore), but keeps his current speech style.

#reikeiptls #rei sakuma #keito hasumi #kuro kiryu

[e2019]

omg i didnt realize it was already the 17th.... alright it's official at least 1/4 of my life has come n gone. tho i've always believed myself to have 5yrs left tops. idk why but since i was at least 7 i've simply accepted this belief as fact and felt nothing one way or the other about it, same as u would any other basic fact (does it make you happy or sad to consider the fact that the sky is blue & grass is green? probably neither as this is an emotionally insignificant truth to most, impersonal & dispassionate).

i've always measured my life in segments of 3-5yrs or so. 1-4 before school, 4-10 elementary school, 11-13 middle school, 14-18 high school, 19-22 college... 22-25 whatever the fuck i got goin on rn, so far it feels like im stuck in limbo... 25-30(?) endgame! each subsequent section has passed me by more quickly than the one before it. in particular, college was a blur, and it feels like i graduated just yesterday, altho it apparently has been like 3yrs(?) already.

so my point here is, i'm ready to die whenever now. i don't see this ever changing because i've held this belief for so long that it's become so fundamental to my understanding of myself & the world as a belief can possibly get. and like i said im not sad or depressed, well i am but that has little to do with it. i'm ready to die, but i'm in no hurry either.

i think i most likely will die on accident, or if not then intentional suicide no earlier than 30. i dont hate life quite as much as i used to, but i still dont much enjoy it, either. it's cumbersome and purposeless. to inhabit a body is a relentless daily struggle: eat, drink, sleep, shit, fuck, and on and on... it's exhausting & annoying to me. what it comes down to is i just dont want to have to keep working like this for what... 50+ more yrs when i have no motivation to continue. i have no goals & very few earthly attachments (dwindling all the time, like a good buddhist).

i'm ok with that cuz i know life is inherently without meaning. it's up to each of us to decide what our own reason for living will be. except none of the endless possibilities that this world & life on it have to offer really appeal to me all that much. like i legitimately cannot & never have been able to envision a life that i would want to live for as long as a natural human life might last.

felt like i had to say something else but thats all i got for now. here's to another 5yrs of aimlessness.

[thetiniestkris]

first ship: sasusaku, and honestlly this is one that has evolved beyond the source material and aged like fine wine for me. its also the first and only ship ive ever written fanfic for lmao

first OTP: max and fang from maximum ride but i now realize they were all assholes and the books were pretty bad too lmao

current ship: laudna and imogen from critical role, and/or laudna and ashton. laudna is my undead queen.

shipped them from the start: yennefer and geralt. didnt read the books or even meet triss in w3 before id decided yennefer was the only woman for geralt.

wish they were endgame: elliot and quentin from the magicians. there was clearly some building tension and a genuine connection between them, but then their entire arc was shoved into a time loop montage and quentin left him for alice again anyway. there were mentions of how deep that had been for them, but because their relationship was condensed it didn't feel earned by the show. quentin x alice was alright but quentin x elliot just made sense.

wish they had a different story: alyna and darkling. now look. i know darkling is a predator. i know there are scenes that equate to assault in light of that fact, and scenes that are assault without that fact. if their story could be changed i would elimante both of those issues and change the ending so that alyna realized mal was toxic and left him for aleks. the darkling wasnt a jealous asshole who assumed his only worth came from being good at fighting. darkling didn't have the classic, "im a man, so i have to be shirtless and breaking bones to express my emotions" arc. darkling had motivations and dreams outside of a single woman, and he appreciated alynas intelligence and beauty and skill, didn't always pit himself against her but envisioned them working together. i could go on forever about how much i hated the predator twist, and mainly because the darkling became a wasted character. i would have loved to see his motivations as a grisha refugee given more nuance, and then seen a redemption arc of some sort. but instead we're stuck with "i saw you walking past my cell (also as a prisoner) with the darkling so you don't love me anymore" "i guess i don't mean anything to you so i am become a sword" mal.

[vindemiatrix-moonpies]

🏳️‍🌈 Happy Pride 🏳️‍🌈

#mcu fanart #avengers fanart #tony stark #steve rogers #fanart #digital art #artists on tumblr #iron man #captain america #stony #stevextony #ironshield #happy pride 🌈 #pride 2021 #Captain gAymerica?? #bIron Man??? #honestly i just want to draw steve in a glittery sheer top #this is the endgame i envision alright?? #them being happy #is that too much to ask???

[class1akids]

Okay I just saw your reply to another ask and I have to agree that it’s bizarre the way the second and third most important characters on the hero side have been treated. Their plot status would be WAY different in a good way if they were in other shounen series. It’s kind of sad how as a fanbase we went from wishing that some day they’d get their own ARCS without deku for like 10ish chapters. Then we downgraded from those expectations to just praying for ONE fight? Idk how to feel right now because so much of the last few years has been convincing myself and other fans that it’ll be alright because Hori will give them their shine! But we’re in the endgame now and it’s clear it was never happening the way we’d envisioned, the way an ORIGIN CHARACTER DESERVED. Wow

And another thing is that Katsuki was so much more not sure how to say it but dynamic I guess? In the first 150 chapters. So many ranging interactions AND his relationship with deku plus his OWN goals had equal narrative focus. That changed for the worse obviously as you put it. And poor Shoto.. a mountain of possible content with his backstory but barely anything to show for it from Hori. It’s like we’re filling in their emotional development ourselves and I refuse to write the story for Hori. And that’s not even mentioning their lack of plot relevance. The only thing keeping me sane is the part of the fanbase (although in the minority) that sees this writing for what it is. Love your blog by the way!

If you look at Heroes Rising, it seems like Hori's original plan was to have them shine.

I guess with that ending, BKDK would have taken on Shigaraki, while Todoroki would have been the main person in the Dabi-fight (possibly with more content than what he got in the movie).

But now the world has grown in weird ways, a lot of focus shifting on the pros, and then with the new movie, we are going to world levels, and it's hard to put still-in-first-year school kids on that chess-board as credible players.

Which is why I think this whole situation has been contrived where the pros are away, all the kids + high stakes civilians are at the school grounds, and an attack can happen out of the blue (as I believe nobody bothered to tell them that the month is now 3 days).

Nezu's defense system seems to be designed in a way that little, isolated pocket-fights can be created. I'm not sure we'll see real solo fights, but we may get a USJ-style fight where the kids are in groups of 2-3, with everyone trying to converge towards the main fight.

#bnha speculation #c1a asks #i want justice for bakugou and todoroki

[galaxina-the-pyro]

How would you improve the episode AYA?

...wait...you’re asking me?

I...I didn’t expect this...

The thing is is that I don’t think I could possibly come up with ideas for this better than, say, @authenticcadence18 or @springsfordays because their ideas are just too good (seriously, check them out, they have the literal best ideas for a rewrite of AYA, holy crap).

But if I were to rewrite it...hm...let’s make a checklist for stuff about AYA that just miffed me:

1. Plot B is fine. Plot B was probably the best part of AYA - Doof’s dilemma made sense for his character (and is hilarious), tied in with the name of the episode, and involved fun little shenanigans. My only gripe is that they didn’t go MONDO insane with it at the end, and said ending felt really abrupt.

(I also wish that, somehow, even Doof was involved with that “everyone knew” bit, but we’re gonna be scrapping that joke for this story - that joke is FUNNY, but it’s also degrading to Phineas, and is sorta a nice way of saying “yeah, you’re stupid for not noticing her feelings even though she’s not entitled to them - you’re the problem. It’s not like the episode is trying to hint at you two having switched roles, no, you’re the only one who was being oblivious and stupid.”)

2. We cut out Plot C entirely. Everyone trying to get Phineas and Isabella together was just...ugh. Why? And they had the audacity to compare what they were doing to all the AMAZING things they did when they were younger, like, guys - you set up some tables, decorations, and cooked them what I can assume to be a run-of-the-mill restaurant dinner - that has NOTHING on a rollercoaster through downtown. And their applause at that sweet but ultimately lackluster confession? Hurt. So much. Now that I think about it, it felt condescending, it unintentionally emphasized HOW uninspired this confession (as much as I love it) was, and it felt like they were taking credit for something they didn’t do.

And if we’re NOT gonna cut out Plot C...have Plot C be about FERB? Leaving for COLLEGE? Out of COUNTRY? Cuz I have a hard time believing that Phineas and Ferb are just OKAY with separating at such a long distance - heck, in “Candace Gets Busted”, FERB is the one who assumes that one day he and his brother are gonna own their own place together. It should at least be BROUGHT UP, don’t you think? (I’m conflicted on whether or not I’d keep Montessa in the ring or at least SHOW US how Ferbnessa happened, because I think what’s weirding people out is that they’re assuming that Vanessa literally waited for Ferb to turn 18 to start dating him - when I think it’s more likely that they kinda JUST started dating during the beginning of Summer? But I think stuff like that really SHOULD be explained because even though I don’t think it’s that weird, I understand why OTHER PEOPLE wouldn’t like the idea)

3. I kinda feel like this should have had more songs? I dunno why, I feel like this all could have been improved if we got a fullblown musical out of this (and...this may be me wanting a “What Might Have Been” reprise, lol) - like, make fun of HSM or something, you can’t tell me you wouldn’t have.

4. I kinda wanted to see more of the “where are they now”. Like, Jeremy, Stacey, Little Suzie Johnson, even that one couple with the lady who’s always like “what did you think, an anniversary dinner was just going to fall from the sky?” - I like stuff like that, it’s so much fun to think about. Also...I legit have so much anxiety over Perry never interacting with him owners ONCE in that episode, and even more anxiety over Pinky never making an appearance at all. Heck, if there was a good time to show us what the HECK happened to Django, now would be a great time.

5. I would have given the episode a unique intro, ala “Night of the Living Pharmacists” and “Last Day of Summer” - like, AYA is as much of a status quo shifter as those two episodes, why was it given the “Phineas and Ferb Get Busted” treatment?

6. Here’s a brilliant thought - NO ONE tells Phineas about Isabella’s crush? How about instead Phineas goes and wants to check in on her, because he really misses her and doesn’t understand why they don’t talk anymore (and he’s tried before, and they’ve nearly had conversations, but Isabella’s just too busy) - did he do something wrong? Is Isabella just too busy now? He needs to know. That should have been his priority, none of this “FrIeNd ZoNe” nonsense.

7. I would have made this into a near movie-length special. With all the topics that this episode brought up, particularly the whole “manipulating the situation” thing, I feel like a longer episode would have given them more time to talk about how stuff like that is...not okay.

[READ THE ACTUAL REWRITE OF THE EPISODE (well, my take at least) UNDER THE CUT!]

Okay, with those out of the way, how I would have written Phinabella the Movie...I mean...Act Your Age (I warn you, it’s not gonna be as good as @authenticcadence18′s or @springsfordays‘s ideas, so if you want quality stuff and not just mushy fanfiction fodder I’d check their stuff out):

I would have sorta made this entire thing take place during the “What Might Have Been” song - what that means is that it’s a collage of memories. How Isabella and Phineas met, how Isabella first got her “crush” (if you can really call it that, girl was full out in love lol), them building stuff with the gang during their canon ages, them going into highschool, Isabella ultimately choosing to give up her crush to maintain her friendship with Phineas (because her choosing to not be as close to Phineas because of a crush isn’t an option), Isabella’s first boyfriend (which probably’s gonna hurt a lot of fans, cuz I envision that to NOT be Phineas; but it’s Phinabella endgame, so relax); the episode just centers on the gang (mainly Isabella since it’s from her perspective) growing up.

Like, yes, all of the memories are gonna be Phinabella centered, but we gotta have SOME side-stories and junk, like maybe how Baljeet gets together with Ginger (and...how they break up...please don’t kill me), what ultimately leads Ferb to want to go back to England for studies (maybe it’s him wanting to be his own person and not wanting people to think he and his brother are just “a pair”), Buford...uh...something with Buford definitely, because I love him and he deserves it. Heck, maybe even the Fireside Girls can have their own arc with a graduation ceremony for their ranks (...what? I’m not linking stuff to the best fanfic ever, noooooo...why would-why would I do that?).

And maybe in this case Plot B SHOULD be different - maybe it should focus on how Doofenshmirtz first got to America, how he first met Charlene, what exactly led him to being evil in the first place, all that good stuff. Though, ultimately, that might be a little angsty - maybe there’s a reason why we don’t see exactly HOW Doof and Charlene divorced, because that could very well be the saddest scene ever, and it’s hard to put that kinda comedic spin on something so tragic (I mean, obviously there are comedies CENTERED on divorce, but like...they always SKIP the divorce part from what I’ve seen). Not to mention that this is a kid’s show, so...I doubt they’d actually show HOW it happened. This is just my thoughts. X’D

Back to the Phinabella.

Phineas and Isabella would have their confession during THIS part of the special rather than the very end (so, like...they’re still in highschool, and Isabella’s already broken up with that other dude in the story, and maybe Phineas had a girlfriend he just wasn’t happy with) - Phineas tries to do something big for Isabella, but it ultimately falls through because of Perry’s current nemesis (we never see who that is, lol), so he settles for something simple (at first he’s scared about it not “being enough” for someone like Isabella, but Ferb’s able to slap that nonsense out of him pretty quickly). He and Isabella spend the ENTIRE DAY together alone, leading to Phineas eventually singing a song he wrote for her to her, and the two have a cute little duet as a result (that has the opposite energy of “What Might Have Been”, so it’s important that somewhere in this episode that “What Might Have Been” is still a thing, it just doesn’t involve Phineas being aware of Isabella’s feelings, and it doesn’t involve Isabella trying to leave somewhere without saying goodbye, this would be more about Isabella, after trying to get over her crush, realizing that she still LIKES Phineas that way). They almost kiss, but they’re ultimately interrupted by Buford being Buford or something, but it implies that Phineas and Isabella are now a couple onwards from here.

Eventually it leads to a small party in the middle of Summer with the gang, with them playing some games and talking about how by the end of Summer, they won’t be seeing each other as much anymore because of college and stuff. They all remanence about the simple times - with Isabella eventually leaving (saying it’s because she needs to check on something, but really it’s because she’s sad that things are ending so quickly and she’s gonna miss everyone especially Phineas), and Phineas going after her to see if she’s alright (he’s oblivious, but he’s always been able to tell if she’s sad for the most part, save for maybe a few instances - but he’s older now, so he’s probably better at telling).

The two go for a stroll outside, and discuss the changes and stuff, how he and Isabella are ultimately going to have to work on a long-distance relationship and how Phineas is going to miss Ferb when he leaves the country, and how he’s gonna miss Isabella. And then they both realize that everything is gonna be okay, because they’ve literally dealt with worse situations and came out stronger for it - Isabella nor Phineas have any doubts in their minds that their relationship with each other or anyone else is going to sever just because of long distance.

Time moves onward, and there are a lot of changes (mainly talking about couples and other stuff - if it were me, there’d be endgame Buford/Gretchen and Ferb/Ginger of all people, and of course Candace and Jeremy would be married by this time). Phineas and Isabella are about to go into their last year of college, and decide to spend one more day together before they, once again, go their separate ways. The gang surprises Isabella by having made an ACTUALLY GOOD AND CREATIVE BACKYARD DINNER for the two per Phineas’ planning (the idea wasn’t bad, the execution was just lame imo), and long story short, Phineas proposes to Isabella. She obviously accepts, and everyone cheers for them as Isabella inner monologues about how change can be scary but it’s okay some mushy stuff about loved ones being there for you when you need them or something.

And finally, we cut to many years later, with Isabella as an adult now, looking out at the backyard of her current home, drinking some tea - this whole movie/special has taken place in this Isabella’s memories (if that makes sense), as she thinks on how she got there. The story ends with a child (we don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl) calling to her and calling her “mom”, and Isabella leaving to check on her kid.

And...that’s how I would have written “Act Your Age”. Again, I recommend this and this over my idea (because again, their takes on this episode are perfect, I don’t think anyone can top them), but if you like it then great. This was still fun to write out and stuff, and I hope you enjoyed it regardless. ^^;

#phineas and ferb #pnf #act your age #phinabella #act your age rant #episode rewrite #galaxina rants #not as good of a rewrite as others but i think it's decent at the very least #but i dunno #what do ya'll think #lol

[tsukihimeyfan]

Sozin’s Comet’s Deus Ex Machina (and ways to fix them)

I’m sure that most of us AtLA fans can agree that the four part Finale was one of the best moments in animation history, with astoundingly well choreographed fight scenes, fantastic emotional beats, gorgeous animation, and frankly breath-taking music. However, I’m also sure I’m not the only one who was frustrated by one aspect of it in particular, the one blot on an otherwise perfect finale: what I like to call the “lion-turtle and pointy rock” ex machina.

The saddest part is that there was very little they had to change to get to a satisfactory, ties-everything-together ending. For example, take Energy-bending and the Lion-turtle. I saw a post a while ago where they suggested that energybending could’ve been related to what Aang learned from the swamp and the Guru, and it just makes SO much sense (Note: I saw the post months ago and I can’t find it anymore, so if anyone knows who first posted that theory please let me know so that I can give credit where credit’s due). After all, Aang seemed to use the energy of the swamp to sense where Appa and Momo were, and later, during Appa’s Lost Days, Guru Pathik says this:

Meaning he, a non-bender, is capable of reading the energy of others, and of locating people bonded to them from miles away. Let’s not forget that he had also previously sensed everything Appa had gone through with the same ability. Sounds like a really useful skill, wouldn’t you say?

Also, looking at both “sensing” occurrences, they look remarkably similar, so we can be reasonably sure that they’re both employing the same method.

It would’ve been so easy to have Aang take a moment to ask how Guru Pathik met Appa. After all, as far as the Gaang knew, Appa was taken by merchants to be sold in Ba Sing Se, so he shouldn’t have had a chance to meet anyone at the Eastern Air Temple. Did the merchants pass through the temple on the way to Ba Sing Se? Did the Guru try to set Appa free? Pathik would then have to explain how Appa had already escaped on his own, and he helped him find Aang by reading his energy. Aang could then ask the Guru to teach him this ability so that if they ever get separated again he’d be able to find and help Appa easily. Boom - energybending basics acquired.

A highly spiritual person like Aang would no doubt have little problems mastering the sensing ability, especially since he’s used a limited version of it before at the Swamp. Also, if we think about how much the spiritual mentors in the show have tried to drill it into Aang that all things are connected,

we can assume that after mastering everything Guru Pathik could do he would eventually be able to sense even people vaguely connected to him from far away. Being the Avatar, the bridge between the spiritual and physical worlds, would almost certainly also help him master energysensing abilities no other had before. 

Maybe they could’ve added a few 30 second scenes here and there of Aang meditating to hone his energysensing skills. Also, during the whole Boiling Rock debacle, imagine how great it would’ve been if Sokka had asked Aang about his dad and, after pressing his hand to Sokka’s forehead and following his bond to his father, Aang was able to tell him that his dad was alive and well, and that he was somewhere in the direction they’d come from, though at that point he wouldn’t be able to pinpoint his exact location.

“I’m sorry Sokka... I can’t tell exactly where he is yet... I know that’s not really helpful...”

“No, knowing he’s alright is plenty. Thanks, buddy”

After Sokka and Zuko rescue Hakoda, I could picture Aang practicing harder than ever until he could use Hakoda’s bond to Bato and the others to locate them in a prison in Caldera City (which would’ve made rescue before ending the war difficult to say the least, and would explain how they were all there for Zuko’s coronation so fast)

Later, during Aang’s trip to the mysterious island, it would’ve been so cool if, instead of handing him the ability, the lion-turtle just told him this:

... and maybe showed him visions of his energysensing training when he did the forehead-touch thing. Then, during the battle with Ozai, maybe after redirecting the lightning away from Ozai Aang could think to himself “I can’t... he may be a monster, but he’s still my friend’s father!”. Then, he suddenly realizes that just like with his friends and family, Aang has a connection with Ozai too, and that if sensing someone’s energy happens by putting a bit of his energy into them, maybe he can use the same route to take some of Ozai’s energy away from him.

Imagine how amazing it would’ve been if they’d added those little snippets of Aang’s energybending training all throughout book 3, without giving it that name, and then Aang used what he’d learned from Guru Pathik and Huu and what he’d taught himself to rediscover a technique that hadn’t been used in millenia all by himself! (well, with a little “nudge in the right direction” from lionturtle-sensei) We were SO close, all the building blocks were there but... *sigh* we ended up still so far. 

Continued with solving “pointy-rock-ex-machina” under the cut

In Book 2, we’re told that to master the Avatar State Aang has to “let go of his attachments”, but that plot point is dropped completely and all he has to do is get hit in his lightning scar and BAM! Avatar State unlocked, no letting go required! 😒 

He was still just as attached to Katara as he was during Book 2, if not more so. So, in the interest of trying to figure out how to tie up as many loose ends as possible, we could try to hit two birds with one stone by fixing another thing at the same time that wasn’t addressed either. 

We could start with a conversation between Aang and Katara where he apologizes for kissing her when she clearly didn’t want him to at some point during Sozin’s Comet Part 1 - The Phoenix King.

“I accept your apology Aang” Katara’d say, “but from now on make sure to respect people’s boundaries, Ok? Especially girls’ boundaries :) We can talk about this more after everything’s over”

At this point, maybe Aang could be left to think and reflect on his relationship with Katara, on his attachment to her, and on how he’d started thinking about her as “his” almost without any input from her.

Maybe Aang could begin to really understand what Guru Pathik was trying to teach him when he said “you must let go”, and the difference between love and unhealthy attachment to people.

He’d therefore be going into the fight with Ozai with that fresh on his mind.

Then, as the battle raged and he grew increasingly desperate, maybe he’d try a few times to force himself into the Avatar State only to fail miserably. 

At this moment

when he’s been overpowered and cornered (and also has a little bit of “downtime” to think), he could start desperately trying to figure out a way to enter the Avatar State, and wondering why he can’t do it. Katara’s been healing him every day! The scar doesn’t even hurt anymore! Why doesn’t it work???

Then, he'd realize that it doesn’t really make sense for a lightning strike to lock his 7th Chakra, since according to what Guru Pathik taught him chakras are locked or unlocked through changes in emotional and spiritual state, not physical. 

(Note: this is also backed up by what little I know of irl chakras and activating Kundalini in the Yoga school of Hindu philosophy. If anyone knows more about it please feel free to add to this or correct me. I’d love to learn how the concept of chakras in Avatar contrasts with its real life counterpart 😊)

Also, if the lightning had messed with the Avatar State some other way, like by blocking his chi for example, he shouldn’t be able to bend properly either.

So what could’ve caused his problem with the Avatar State? 

Of course! After Katara saved him, Aang became even more focused on gaining her love, and grew even more attached to her than he’d been before! Of course he can’t enter the Avatar State! 

Now, I’m a Zutara shipper all the way, and this would work much better if that had been canon, but this could work even with a Kataang endgame since, as I said before, Aang kind of become obsessed with the idea of making Katara “his” no matter what, a clear earthly attachment, instead of loving her unselfishly and letting her love him in her way:

Notice that he said “we kissed” even though he kissed her, and then “I thought we were gonna be together”, an assumption he made without asking her anything once. Same as in this scene:

Mastering the Avatar State doesn’t mean not loving anyone romantically, as we can clearly see through Avatar Roku’s example (also the “if you want power abandon your loved ones” message is stupid and I don’t like it at all. This would be better imo)

Even during the process for unlocking the chakras, the Fourth Chakra tells us that finding love isn’t contrary to spirituality, and can even be a source of spiritual strength. However, I’ve always thought it was a bit strange that the “new love” Aang found to fill the hole left by the deaths of his people was.... just Katara

Because what Aang lost was essentially all of his family and friends right? So wouldn’t it have made more sense for Aang to envision Sokka, Toph, Appa and Momo as well? You know, his old family vs. his new family?

I didn’t fully understand what exactly was wrong with it until I read some of tumblr user marsreds’ metas on the matter, and I have to agree with them that it seems Aang was sort of focusing on his love for Katara so much partially as a way to cope with the loss of his people. To keep it out of mind. That’s not how you build a wholesome romantic relationship, and it doesn’t seem like the best way to deal with grief either. No wonder his Seventh Chakra was blocked.

I would’ve loved to see Aang realize at the moment of truth that in order to access the Avatar State he simply had to let Katara go enough so that he could love her selflessly, so that her wants and needs, and the needs of the world, could come first. He needed to become able to accept her answer, whatever it was, when she gave it. He needed to come to understand that his happiness wasn’t completely (or even mostly) dependent on getting into a relationship with Katara. He had a family he’d found all on his own, made up of friends who adored him and who would’ve given their lives for him if necessary. He was not alone in the world any more. Even if she told him no, he would in all likelihood find new love and be happy.

(in fact we have proof and there’s a perfect candidate right there in the Fire Nation but I digress)

The rest of the finale could’ve played out exactly the same as canon, and in the end Aang would’ve had a better understanding of himself and some inner peace. They could’ve also given us an inkling that Aang would later get to mourn over the deaths of his people properly, surrounded by his loved ones (maybe, ideally, in a hypothetical Book 4-AIR?. God, I wish)

I’ve seen some posts about Aang letting go of his attachment to the Air Nomad’s teachings instead (with maybe that very decision to put the needs of the world above his own being what unlocks his Seventh Chakra), and those are magnificent ideas as well, but I myself would’ve preferred if it went this way because I think there’s something beautifully poetic and satisfying about Aang staying true to himself, finding an alternate solution to violence that would still protect the world, and using the wisdom of His People to put an end to the very war that caused their destruction, while simultaneously giving the worst possible punishment to a man as power-hungry as Ozai

...and leaving him the same way he’s left many of the Fire Nation’s victims in the past: trapped, powerless and forgotten.

I also feel like this ties up all the loose ends better, since it was his attachment to Katara specifically which stopped him from mastering the Avatar State in the first place. And, Kataang endgame or not, it would’ve sent a wonderful message about building and maintaining healthy relationships, perfect for the show’s target audience of preteen and teenage kids.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk

#atla #sozin's comet #Avatar The Last Airbender #thyf rambles #atla meta #aang #katara #meta #my drabbles #kinda

[unstoppableforcce]

eccentricity ( 3 )

pairing: the Mandalorian x reader

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a/n: I know it’s been a while so I’ve got no clue if there’s still interest for it but it was refreshing to get back into writing for Din. I hope y’all like where we’re headed.

“Do you want a drink?”

He gave a resounding no with the shake of his head as he followed your glittering form back into the club. The crowd had dispersed after the show had ended but a few warm bodies still mulled around, their stares shifting to you as he imagined was the norm.

“Are you sure?” You came to a stop by the bar where a sparking chartreuse drink already awaited you on the counter, “They’re something else.”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

For a brief second, he feared offending you, of doing anything to turn away the attention you paid him. But you merely shrugged, took the first sip of your drink and continued on through the now dull club without your performance.

He followed along, a bit too close at your heels if he was being honest with himself but you didn’t seem to mind. If anything, when you stole a glance back over your shoulder to ensure he was still trailing behind and found him so close, you let the corners of your lips shift from their cold disposition into something he would come close to calling a smirk.

Not entirely a smirk, but as close as he had seen you come.

It was nearly enough to make him forget that he had no idea where he was following you to. He hadn’t scoped out the club enough to know where you were headed, all he knew was that the hall you were leading him down had no exit.

His gloved hand on instinct reached for his blaster as the lights went out further down the hall but it seemed not to startle you, you simply reached out your free hand to the wall and followed it as the hall took a turn. And just as he was about to finally open up his mouth to inquire on your path, you came to a stop in front of a door and easily opened it.

And in ignorance to all his better judgement, he followed you inside.

It was pure darkness until the sensors recognized your motion within and in an instant, a landscape of lights to rival the glittering of your dress came to life on the ceiling of the small room. There were similar dresses hanging on the wall and a mirror opposite them with a chair in front of it and a bed of blankets off to the side.

For being so electric in lighting, it lacked any kind of real space. With just the two of you in there, it felt crowded, not unlike the living quarters on his own ship.

Not something he expected, to say the least.

“Please…” Your hand gestured to the seat by the mirror as you lowered yourself on the small table there, taking continuous sips of your drink. He took it, albeit hesitantly, suddenly realizing exactly what such a small room meant as his spread legs nudged up against yours where you sat.

There was a layer of beskar and fabric between you and him and he could still feel a bead of sweat trickling off hid brow and down the side of his face. It wasn’t even a warm planet, but next to you? He was nearly suffocating under your stare which had yet to leave his form since he entered the enclosed space.

To talk. It seemed a fair trade, and yet, he never envisioned this.

What was your endgame in doing this? What was the virtue of this for you?

“The twi’lek man—” His clenched throat attempted to begin but you hummed an interruption with your lips still on your twisted glass.

“I go first.” One leg lifted from under your cascading dress to cross over the other as you leaned forward.

To talk. What did that even mean?

“Where are you from?”

That certainly was not what he expected. He actually hadn’t had much in the way of expectations but that was not anywhere close to anything he could have imagined himself.

But he hadn’t misheard you. His stare had followed your glossy lips as you said it just to make sure.

“Where am I from?” He quirked his helmet, shifting in his chair unconsciously and unintentionally hitting his knee up against your leg again which did nothing to help lower his sudden nervousness. “I don’t understand—”

“It’s just a question.”

“Why?”

Now you played the same game with your head, but you were much more fluid with the motion of tipping your head to the side. He couldn’t help but draw his stare to the hints of skin revealed at the base of your chin in the movements.

“I told you I wanted to talk and you agreed.” Your hands raised slightly, fingertips still singed purple from where you stamped out the death stick between them. “This is what I want.”

He studied your careful gaze, trying to find any detail out of place on your face or in your scowl, but there was nothing but your level-headed stare and sparking lips. No emotion out of place, nothing that would lend way to some motive in your disposition, nothing.

He wouldn’t necessarily claim himself an expert on human behavior but he’d still rank himself higher than the average man in terms of skill. People were his business.

And he couldn’t read you. So he caved.

“Nowhere before I became a foundling and joined the way of the Mandalorian.”

“The way.” You mocked on your smooth tongue. “You hunt for them?”

His shoulders tensed, he didn’t like the slick of the slick of your lips over every word nearly as much as he liked watching them as they made it.

“I hunt for an income.” He answered, again feeling the heat of your stare burn at the back of his neck.

“Do you enjoy it?”

He had never been asked that before. Who would have ever cared enough to actually ask? The most beautiful being in the whole galaxy whose attention he managed to catch while on a hunt?

He still wasn’t entirely sure he wasn’t in his bunk dreaming.

“Do you understand the question?” You pressed further, your leg hitting up against his again and sending a spark of electricity through his armor and to his skin. Though, judging from the same demeanor coating your face, it seemed entirely unintentional.

He cleared his throat, trying to regain a hint of composure. “Yes.”

“Do you have an answer?”

One of your brows raised to further the challenge as you brought your glass to your lips one last time to let the cool green contents spill down your throat. He swore he felt his heart stop briefly.

He didn’t like the feeling.

The heat in his stomach, the intensity growing under his skin, the brief feeling of light-headedness as your pushed hair behind your decorated ear… It was unlike anything he had ever felt before and he couldn’t let it snag a hold over him. He was a man who needed to be in control and sat this close to you? He didn’t feel anything close to control.

He felt dizzy under your stare.

“Why does my answer matter?” He pressed back, scrambling for a grip on the situation even if you were giving none up.

“You agreed to talk—”

“I’m talking.” He curtly interrupted, raising the corner of your lip back into the small semblance of a smirk he had seen before.

But just as quickly as it was there, it was gone again. In fact, you fully broke the stare you had pinned on his helmet since he walked in and looked down to your laps situated so close to one another.

“I just want to know what it’s like…” Now it was your voice that felt tight in your throat. Your hand reached for your glass again but there was nothing left, no reprieve from whatever emotions suddenly overtook you.

He didn’t know how to respond to that. Again, you caught him so off-guard that he had no choice but to redirect into a realm he could control, and now, that meant actually answering your question.

“It’s what I’m good at.”

You nodded, bringing your stare back to him. “And you get to see all of the galaxy?”

“Some parts.”

“The beautiful parts?”

He scanned up from your ankle to the top of your head, his head immediately jumping to answer yes even if it wasn’t close to the truth.

He saw the scum of the galaxy. He saw towns like Ramda and Tattooine, Nevarro and others… towns brimming with scoundrels and smugglers, killers and con-men. He passed by planets with the beauty you were referring to, but he never stopped to see it.

You were the first beautiful thing he had seen in several cycles, maybe even longer.

“Not often.” Was the briefest compromise of an answer he could offer.

He wondered what you cared. He wondered why you wanted to know. He wanted to know if looking in the mirror everyday wasn’t enough for you…

A brutal knock came to the flimsy door which separated your lit room from the pitch black hall and he immediately reached for the blaster on his hip, trying to stand to attention but your hand outreached faster than he could stand and again he saw the same strong front you wore when you ordered the guards to drag him from the club for his disruption. But he didn’t linger too long on it, not as his attention shifted to your hand that had reached out to stop him and where it laid on his thigh not covered by beskar.

“It’s alright.” You comforted in a soft whisper before standing yourself and moving for the door.

You barely made it before it opened in front of you, just missing your face with the swing as one larger vaguely human looking creature stepped in.

“You have another show, get ready.” He directed with a scowl and throttling voice. The words left his mouth with beads of his spit, coating your face in a light sprinkle. “Now.”

Then the door was slammed shut in your face and you turned back to wipe the spit away.

And The Mandalorian decided he knew why you were so curious about the rest of the galaxy.

#star wars #star wars imagine #angst #din djarin #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader

[tonystarkbingo]

TSB Mark IV Week 2 Roundup!

This includes the Round Robin fic that several participants wrote as part of our Discord Party, as well as a whole bunch of other amazing works.  Go leave them some love!

Title: Adventures of Tiny Dragon Tony and His Treasure (Loki) - Chapter 41: Snapshot #41: The First of Many Meetings Collaborator: tinydragontony Card Number: 4005 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: T5 - more than a partner Ship: FrostIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Fluff, first meetings, 5+1 Summary: Here it is, the most requested chapter to date! How Loki met tiny dragon Tony! Word Count: 3300

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Title: Snowed In Collaborator: eachpeachpearplum Card Number: 4003 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: S2 - snowed in Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: snowglobe, possible imprisonment?, art Summary: Tony was just minding his own business, taking a quick zip around the city, just because he can. Next thing he knows, he’s in a glass ball sat on some evildoer’s shelf. To make things worse, he’s not the only one…

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Title: Man on the Run Collaborator: ceealaina Card Number: 4008 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: R1 - Old Team Ship: Background Pepper/Nat, Background IronHusbands Rating: Teen Major Tags: Fluff and Humour, Team as Family, Post-Endgame, Fix-It Summary: Saving the world is important. But Tony really, really just wants to retire and spend time with his family. And if faking his death is the only way to do that, that's how it goes sometimes. Word Count: 1115

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Title: Inktober - Day 19 Collaborator: monobuu Card Number: 4040 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: S3 - AU: Star Wars Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: Scandalous amount of leg Summary: Uuuuuh. Yeah. (*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)

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Title: Scrunch Me Collaborator: martianwahtney Card Number: 4011 Link: AO3 Square Filled: A2 - Victorious Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: fluff Summary: 3 times Tony asks Bucky why he wears scrunchies, and 1 time he figured it out for himself Word Count: 995

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Title: The Best Bathtub Collaborator: camichats Card Number: 4049 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K4 - Kink: Bath/Shower Sex Ship: Tony/Sharon Rating: Mature Major Tags: Minor sexual content, allusions to sugar daddy/baby relationship (though not actually present in the fic) Summary: Sharon is a tough Shield agent and she’s proud of that, but sometimes it’s nice to relax and feel pampered. Word Count: 1649

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Title: Baffled, bewildered and bemused. Collaborator: JehBeeEh Card Number: 4058 Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - Learning to be Loved Ship: Stony Rating: Mature Major Tags: Super Fluffy, Implied Sex Summary: Baffled. Bewildered? Perplexed. Tony couldn’t quite figure out which version fit this situation best, but they all seemed to apply. Perplexed seemed a bit much though. Puzzled? Bemused. Word Count: 3197

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Title: wound with your eyes (kill with a smile) - Chapter 3 Collaborator: deathsweetqueen Card Number: 4066 Link: AO3 Square Filled: A5 - Restrained Ship: WinterIron Rating: Mature Major Tags: graphic depictions of violence, Spy Kids AU, Secret Identities, Kidnapping, Indian Tony Stark Summary: Tony Stark and Bucky Barnes were once the renowned superheroes, Iron Man and the Winter Soldier. Eventually, they put aside the masks and the armour to get married and raise a family together. Twelve years later, SHIELD agents go missing, and Tony and Bucky decide to go on their first mission since their eldest child was born. When they're mysteriously kidnapped by a psychotic TV show host, it's hardly a great first step to getting back in the game. The worst thing, though, might be the fact that the only people who can rescue them are their own children. Word Count: 12,872

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Title: with or without his unhallowed touch - Chapter 24 Collaborator: deathsweetqueen Card Number: 4066 Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - myths and legends Ship: Tony/Thanos, Stuckony Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Tony is Kidnapped by Thanos, Tony is the Soul Stone, Female Tony Stark, Obsessive Behavior, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Emotional Manipulation, Stockholm Syndrome, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Domestic Violence, Forced Relationship, Gaslighting, Rape/Non-con Elements, Warnings for this Chapter: Explicit Violence, Major Character Death, and Cannibalism Summary: Toni sees the Chitauri mothership high above her, sees the hundreds and thousands of warships that circle the Earth, and she knows, she knows. She thinks, oh, I understand. A beat. Her hand burns. Wow, we are so fucked. She lets the bomb slide out of her hands, watches as it floats towards the mothership, and fire rains down on her, even in the dark, pale, cold hollow of space. She laughs, breathlessly, thinks of all the ones who’d loved her the most, and dies. Word Count: 129,402

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Title: What We Do in the Tower Collaborator: newnewyorker93, rebelmeg Card Number: 4042, 4034  Link: AO3 Square Filled: S2 - Forcibly Adopted (4042) A5 - WTF (4034) Ship: Peter & Tony, Pepperony Rating: Gen Major Tags: Vampire AU, Avengers family, crack and humor, unapologetic cherry-picking of vampire lore Summary: Peter Parker has been having an awkward time as a brand new vampire. But now he's got Tony Stark whisking him off to meet a whole group of weird and hilarious vampires that live in Stark Tower and maybe this won't be so bad after all? Word Count: 5185

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Title: Prince Tony and the Red Headed Princess Collaborator: PoliZ Card Number: 4007 Link: AO3 Square Filled: K2 - AU: Fairy Tale Ship: Pepperony Rating: Gen Major Tags: fairytale elements, domestic fluff Summary: Morgan asks her daddy for a bedtime story with knights and monsters, and wizards and princesses.  With some help from Pepper, Tony is happy to oblige. Word Count: 866

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Title: A Bottle and a Half of Whiskey Later - An 1872 Playlist Collaborator: moosh Card Number: 4037 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: S5 - Canon: 1872 Ship: None Rating: Gen Major Tags: Playlist Summary: A playlist based off some of the songs that Tony sang in the comic. Word Count: N/A

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Title: The Gift of Jab Collaborator: dracusfyre Card Number: 4032 Link: AO3 Square Filled: A2 - Dares/Bets Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Pre-Relationship, Sparring Summary: For the ImagineTonyandBucky prompt: Hi! I'm always up for some sparring hotness, so how about Tony being present for physical training sessions (working/watching), but says no everytime Nat/Clint/Steve/etc invites him to do it. Rhodey laughing every time the team says that it's bc Tony doesn't want to embarass himself. Bucky suspects his BF is actually well-versed in hand-to-hand/martial arts/self-defense; so he gives himself the challenge of getting Tony onto the mat. When he does he ends up a)on the floor & b)really aroused. The fill is less horny than the prompt, sorry. Word Count: 2453

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Title: Lady in Red Collaborator: JehBeeEh Card Number:  4058 Link: AO3 Square Filled: A5 - Steve Rogers/Captain America Ship: Stony Rating: Mature Major Tags: Summary: “I GOT SCARED, ALRIGHT?”“Steve, sweetheart-"Steve kept pacing their room like he hadn’t even heard her. “I got so scared, you have no idea. And I know, okay. I know you can take care of yourself, and you don’t need me to save you or protect you, and it is sexy as all hell, but in that moment, I forgot all about that, and I was scared that I couldn’t protect you.” He collapsed on the bed, elbows on his knees and his head in his hands and Toni could hear him take long slow breaths.This had definitely not been how Toni envisioned their return home going. Word Count: 1176

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Title: i come as a woman, dark and open Collaborator: simi Card Number: 4066 Link: AO3 Square Filled: A5 - Resolve Ship: Toni/Steve/Bucky Rating: E Major Tags: Female Tony Stark, Regency AU, Misogyny, Racism, Explicit Sexual Content, Emotional Infidelity, Slurs, Marital Dissatisfaction. Summary: When Toni first meets Captain Steve Rogers at one of the biggest gatherings of the season, she is not impressed. On the other hand, his best friend, the charming James ‘Bucky’ Barnes, was an utter delight. Unfortunately for her, after a series of misunderstandings at said party, she is forced to accept Steve’s hand in marriage in order to save her family’s reputation. And while Toni never expected a fairy tale, she had always hoped that companionship would one day turn into something more. How was she to know that Steve was just as charmed by Bucky as she was? a.k.a. Steve and Toni get married to each other; there are more misunderstandings; Bucky is an absolute delight and possibly the saving grace for their marriage; and somehow, all three end up falling in love with each other in the process. Word Count: 25, 335

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Title: TSB October Discord Party Round Robin Fic Collaborators: rebelmeg 4034 Politzania 4007 EachPeachPearPlum 4003 summerpipedream 4045 Ducky 4013 Magica 4019 SomeSortofItalianRoast 4036 DarthBloodOrange 4010 Link: AO3 Square Filled: rebelmeg: A4 - Huddling for Warmth Politzania: A5 - Dog Park EachPeachPearPlum: S1 - Premonitions summerpipedream: A5 - Clint Barton/Hawkeye Ducky: R5 - Fortune Telling Magica: T2 - Fortitude SomeSortofItalianRoast: S2 - Magic DarthBloodOrange: T4 - Robots Ship: None Rating: Teen Major Tags: animal transformation, magic/witchcraft, Kate is a hero, Clint is a disaster human being Summary: Tony has been turned into a dog, and he is going to straight-up murder whoever made him a corgi. Word Count: 2634

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Title: I Know You Collaborator: iam93percentstardust Card Number: 4012 Link: AO3 Square Filled: R5 - Sam Wilson/Falcon Ship: IronFalcon Rating: Gen Major Tags: Established Relationship, Domestic Fluff, Sickfic Summary: When Tony gets sick and hides away from everyone else, it's up to Sam to find his wayward boyfriend. Good thing he knows him so well. Word Count: 1316

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Title: Thriller - Michael Jackson Collaborator: monobuu Card Number: 4040  Link: AO3 Square Filled: A5 - Murderchildren Ship: None Rating: Teen Major Tags: Creepy?  Summary: N/A Word Count: N/A

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Title: I’ll keep your brittle heart warm Collaborator: peachy Card Number: 4017  Link: AO3 Square Filled: K3 - Protectiveness Ship: Stony Rating: Teen Major Tags: Breaking up and making up, fluff, getting back together Summary: They got married when they were young, just twenty-four years old, despite the arguments from their friends that they should wait, that neither of them were ready for a commitment like marriage so young. Steve distinctly remembered Sam pointing out that the male brain isn’t even fully developed until age twenty-five. But they were young and passionate, so sure they’d found their perfect person that they could overcome anything and everything life threw at them. And it was true. For six months. Word Count: 4223

#tonystarkbingomarkiv #tsbmiv #tsb weekly roundup #tsb week 2

[living-dead-parker]

Songbird

Summary: Roasting marshmallows and singing a song, what a perfect night. Based on Songbird by Fleetwood Mac.

Warnings: post-endgame, one curse words, fleetwood mac bc that’s my jam, fluff and so much of it - lyrics in bold italics

Word Count: 649

The night was cool and the stars were bright. Roasted marshmallows filled your nose and made you smile. The fire crackles and you can hear Harley make Morgan giggle. You'd long closed your eyes and took in everything. Smells, sounds, tastes, and touches. Next to you, you could hear Pepper moving around and grabbing some chocolate. On your other side, you hear Peter laugh. The moment was blissful.

When you open your eyes, you see Harley biting into a marshmallow. Next to him, Morgan is biting into a small piece of chocolate. Next to you, Peter pokes his hands out to roast a marshmallow on the fire at the same time Ned does. MJ rests her head on Peter's shoulder, smiling fondly at the kid. Fairy lights light up the backyard more and a projector with a paused movie adds to the warmth.

"Y/N," Morgan calls out. You nod at her, a smile tugging at your lips. "Can you play us a song?"

Nodding, you perk up. "How about you and Harley get my guitar from the living room?" you ask. Morgan jumps up, pulling Harley along inside. You settle more comfortably into the porch swing you'd all hauled out into the grass. You tighten the blanket around your body and roll up your sleeves. The two come out, guitar in Harley's hands. He hands it to you before sitting down.

"This song," you start, placing the guitar where it's comfortable. "It was one of mine and dad's songs. Played it all the time and it brings me comfort and joy. When I'm sad or lonely, I'll put this song on and it reminds me it dad and I feel better," you explain as you continue toning the guitar. Finally, it's tuned, so you position yourself comfortably. "This is Songbird by Fleetwood Mac."

"For you, there'll be no more crying. For you, the sun will be shining," you sing out loud, closing your eyes as your fingers strum away. "And I feel that when I'm with you, It's alright, I know it's right."

The moment feels right. "To you, I'll give the world. To you, I'll never be cold," the words flow. The feeling around you is warm. You can practically envision the scene around you even with your eyes closed. "Cause I feel that when I'm with you, It's alright, I know it's right."

"And the songbirds are singing like they know the score."

"And I love you, I love you, I love you, like never before," you sing, opening your eyes. You see Pepper tearing up. Morgan is clinging to her. Harley looks choked up. Peter clings to MJ, tears in his eyes. He mouths back that he loves you too.

"And I wish you all the love in the world," your voice wavers but the smile never falters. You close your eyes again. Memories of Tony singing this to you dancing in your mind. Your fingers masterfully tug at the strings. "But most of all, I wish it from myself."

"And the songbirds keep singing like they know the score, and I love you, I love you, I love you. Like never before, like never before, like never before."

When you open your eyes again, you see not a single dry eye. Nervous giggles and sniffles fill the open air as you set the guitar down. Morgan hops off of Pepper and hugs you so tightly, holding you so close. Harley and Peter stand up, rushing to you and hugging you as well.

"You're such a bitch!" Harley whines through a giggle. You gently shove him, poking your tongue out at him. Peter stands up, telling you again that he loves you, making you feel warm inside. Pepper then pulls you all in for a big hug.

Tony's gone, nothing can change that now. But, he's never really gone and your family seems to grow with time.

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[annacwrites]

the wip list

Alright, gang. Buckle up. This is going to be a long one, and at this point I can’t even bring myself to be sorry about it. I meant to put this off but then I started thinking about it, so here we are (at 1:05 in the morning when I have to work at 8:30, what am I doing?). 

I’m going to break this down in a couple of ways—fanfiction vs. original fiction, fandom (if it’s a fanfic), series/universe (if it’s in one), and then the individual books themselves (if I have the ability to do that, because quite frankly, for some of these I don’t because I have no idea what the titles are or where I’m splitting the story yet).

Also, “WIP” is an incredibly broad term here. In some cases it means I’ve already written the whole thing but I plan to 100% rewrite it (and haven’t started yet). In some cases it means I’ve written half of the thing but haven’t finished yet. In some cases it means I have it all outlined but haven’t started writing yet. In some cases it means I haven’t really touched an outline on paper yet but I have it all worked out in my head. Take the “in progress” part of WIP with a grain of salt.

(Putting this whole thing under the cut because it is so freaking long. I apologize if the read-more doesn’t work on your dash. Idk what tumblr is doing.)  

Starting off easy—the fics:

Harry Potter: (JKR can fuck off with her transphobia and cultural appropriation and all the other stupid and fucked-up shit that she’s done/promoted but, as I said to my friends, she can pry my next-gen fanfics from my cold dead hands. Cursed Child is not canon in my life because I’ve never read it and I don’t care what nonsense she came up with.)

The “In Your Arms I’ll Stay” universe (Tedtoire/Scorose): 

The first fic in this universe is the first fic I ever finished. 110k words followed up by a ~137k word sequel. It is a disaster and a half but it’s also my baby and I fully intend to rewrite it one of these days. It is full of standard Tedtoire trope-y nonsense—best friends since childhood! two-year age gap! jealousy about other relationships! obliviousness!—and at 15 I thought it was a really good idea to try to turn it into a mystery too, which is a mistake that I have every intention of rectifying because it was unnecessary and I just didn’t know how to do drama and tension back then. 

Anyway. It will probably be two parts again when I rewrite it because one part per school year just works, yeah? We’re covering Vic’s fifth/Teddy’s seventh year and Vic’s sixth year/Teddy’s first year out of school over the course of these parts.

Within this universe we also have Heartbeat and Bone, which is a Scorose fic that I’ve written probably 75% of already but have no intention of actually finishing before I rewrite it. I want to get the stories in the right order so that I can get details straightened out, so Teddy and Victoire get the rewrites first and then I’ll be revisiting this fic. Also full of trope-y nonsense (and my continued acceptance of the headcanon that the Heads have their own dormitory at Hogwarts, because it’s just too much fun that way).  

some things were meant to be (Tedtoire):

Oh god, another fic with a cliché title taken from Can’t Help Falling In Love. I have zero regrets because it fits them perfectly.

This one is... half-done? I fully intend to finish it but I need to finish the outline first. It was my 2019 NaNoWriMo project and I am 100% just writing it for the lols (and because Teddy and Vic are like... my comfort ship where writing is concerned). I wanted to play with a different universe and change up their relationship and roles at school a bit, but once again... trope-y nonsense. It’s unavoidable with them. There is obliviousness everywhere. 

Star Wars: (it’s Reylo, okay? It’s Reylo. I don’t want to hear it about how the ship is ~so terrible.~ That is literally the furthest thing in the world from a hot take, you can’t say a single thing that I haven’t heard before, and I’m a grown adult and can do what I want. Bite me.)

looking for the map that leads me home (Reylo): 

Stole the title on this one from We Take Care of Our Own by Bruce Springsteen, because why the fuck not, right? 

To put it simply: musician AU. To put it a little less simply: he’s got a dead career, she wants to have even the slightest shot at one, Rose is the best, Poe’s a singing heartthrob, Finn is a love-struck goofball. You know, all that fun stuff. The entire thing is based on a playlist that I made and every chapter has a song that acts as its theme. I haven’t touched it since January 2018. I want to finish it eventually but it’s not really at the top of the priority list. 

There’s a few other fics from other fandoms that I’ve started and never finished but the odds of me touching them again are like... nonexistent, so I’m not including them here. I’ll update this post if anything changes on that front (but it probably won’t).

Now for the complicated part—the original fiction:

Maker’s Magic 

This is a trilogy (or at least, it’s supposed to be). This is also a rewrite of the first story I ever finished—the fantasy novel that I wrote for my first-ever Camp NaNoWriMo back in August of 2011, when I had literally no clue what I was doing at all and essentially stole the plot structure from The Obsidian Trilogy by Mercedes Lackey and built my own story around it. This is not a good way to write a piece of fiction that you want to publish, kids, but it is a damn good way to get your feet wet when you’ve never really written before.

I am reworking this story entirely from scratch. The characters are... kind of the same as the original story. Kind of. Maybe. I’ve changed a few names and merged a few people together and scrapped some others and entirely shifted the backstory of pretty much everyone, but... they’re definitely still the same, right? 

Basically, at this point the plot is really only similar to The Obsidian Trilogy in that we’ve got a trilogy, we’ve got some elves, and it’s your standard good vs. evil fantasy story (in its own unique fashion, of course). I’m still working out the details of this rewrite, but this is kind of the Holy Grail of all of my writing projects and the one that I’m most concerned about getting right, so I’m anticipating that I’ll be in it for the long haul on this one. I’m hoping I might be able to get a draft of the first book done this year, but... we’ll see.

(I also don’t want to give too many details about this project, ‘cause it’s the one that I’d really like to maybe publish one day, so...)

The Willow Hill universe

This started as a single story plus a standalone sequel set in the same universe, conceptualized when I was fourteen and missing horseback riding terribly (so yes, it is a story for all those Weird Horse Girls™ out there). I wrote a good portion of it, then deleted it, then rewrote the entire thing, then deleted it again a few years ago because I was no longer satisfied with the writing quality (after hitting top 100 on the Teen Fiction list on Wattpad way back when, so... I didn’t do too badly as a 16-year-old, but the writing still sucked). I’ve been promising a rewrite to my Wattpad followers since 2016 or something like that (2014? Whenever the hell it was that I deleted it the second time) but haven’t delivered at all.

I now envision this universe as a duology plus the aforementioned standalone sequel, except it’s not entirely fair to call it a YA duology in that the first book is definitely YA, but the second is more romance-y?

I originally just revealed the main character’s endgame relationship in the epilogue of the story, but I love both her and her boyfriend and their relationship so much that I decided that I’m going to be self-indulgent and write the story of them actually falling in love with each other, so that’s book two (so really, you don’t actually have to read book two to understand anything, I’m just writing it because I want to and it’s also kind of a present to anyone who read the original story when they were also a teenager and is now an adult who wants to read other stuff). 

Book one is now about the teenage struggle of crushes and trying to figure out what it is that you actually want out of your life and what you value (I say “now” because it was definitely way more self-insert-y the first time I wrote it and it is decidedly not at this point). It’s also sort of a love letter to trainers who are amazing and the kind of person we should all be so lucky as to be coached by.

These characters are my comfort characters where original fiction is concerned since they’ve been bouncing around in my head for the last ten years or so, and I’m hoping I can get at least the first book rewritten in the next year-ish, partly because I’ve been promising it for so long, and partly because I just really enjoy this world and I want to get back to it again.

The Coffee Shop Chronicles

AKA, I lived in one coffee shop on my university campus for pretty much the entirety of my college experience and it was a very inspiring place to be, so this has less to do with coffee shop AUs and more to do with the fact that I met several of my favorite human beings on this earth over a vanilla chai latte and mutual sass with the baristas.

(One of said baristas is very near and dear to me and introduced me to another regular who is now a very good friend with the statement “You’re both sarcastic assholes. You’ll love each other.”) 

None of the characters in this universe are based on actual human beings whom I know, but I liked the idea of the campus coffee shop serving as this thing that tangentially connected all of these people to one another, much in the way that I am tangentially connected to god knows how many people via my barista friend. Essentially, the idea is that the stories in this universe are all standalone, but the characters sometimes cross paths with one another at Caffeinated, so it’s sort of... Easter-egg-y in terms of who pops up where in which story. 

Currently I only have two stories in this universe that are legitimately plotted out, but there is room for any number of spin-offs based on whichever characters show up in those stories (or don’t—that’s the fun of it being a coffee shop. The barista is the only reliable character). Those two stories are as follows:

Chance Encounters (title so totally subject to change, also stealing the terribly summary from the Wattpad draft that never saw the light of day):

For Bennett McGuire, things with guys just didn't seem to want to go her way. From the disasters that were her attempts at dating in high school to the problem that had been Elijah Becker, she hadn't exactly had the best luck. With all that in mind, it made perfect sense to swear off dating until she finished college—that is, it made sense until one frozen day in February when Gordon Evans walked into her life. After that, who was to say what would happen?

What’s Your Metaphor? (once again, enjoy the terrible summary from the Wattpad draft that never was. I am cringing reading it but also too tired to come up with anything better):

"What's the point?" 

It's a question asked widely, for all sorts of reasons, and it's one that April Hayes didn't know the answer to any better than anyone else. All she knew was that she had her plan, and she was going to stick to it, because it was the only thing that seemed to have any sort of logic to it in her life. The things she thought, the things she believed—well, they all fell before the plan, because she didn't have time to ask herself "What's the point?"

That is, she didn't have the time to know the answer—her answer—until one guy by the name of Drew Collier showed up and made her consider things that she had never even thought of before.

High Blood

Yinz can go read my WIP introduction post for this one. It’s a fantasy story. Just for the hell of it, here’s the summary from said WIP introduction post: 

At the age of seventeen, Thessaly of Averak had a choice—take the crown of her people and her place as her father’s heir, or set it aside to become one of the High Warriors, dedicated to protecting their people and the country that her long-dead ancestor Enred built after leading its citizens out of a long and bloody war. Amidst raids and famine at the borders, she gave up her crown to better serve the people that her family rules.

Ten years later, all is quiet. At least, all is quiet until Beca’s pendant is stolen by a thief who disappears into the night on the journey back from the summer palace, Tess gets herself stabbed, and the discovery is made that the rock-solid foundations of their family’s claim to the throne—and the peace that depends upon them—are laced with hairline fractures.

(I didn’t write anything to speak of for Camp NaNo July 2020 and actually wound up deleting my project for this on the NaNo site because my dad was hit by a car while cycling the Friday before the weekend when I was planning to write like... 30k words to catch up, so obviously I gave up on that plan (he is doing well now, thank you for asking). I’m hoping I’ll get around to this one eventually because this particular universe arguably has the most potential for having multiple stories set in it, fantasy-wise.)

Emerson’s Lights

Natalie Flynn has been best friends with Evan Acheson practically since birth. They've stuck together through thick and thin, from her braces in seventh grade to his jump to stardom as a singer-songwriter their freshman year of college. 

She’d do anything for him, but spending a week with him on tour involves a lot more than she bargained for, culminating in the turn of events that is Caleb Blake, lead singer and primary songwriter of opening act Emerson’s Lights, moving into her house for the better part of a month.

She always knew there would be complications being the best friend of a rock star, but this? This was one that she didn’t bet on.

(Aka, girl meets boy in a band trope. Yay.)

(NaNoWriMo 2020 project)

The famous musician story (this thing doesn’t have a title right now and I’m not even going to try)

Stupid, trope-y nonsense idea that I came up with for my own personal amusement and nothing else. I’ve written a few chapters of it but genuinely have no idea where this falls in the hierarchy of things that I want to get done. Long story short, she’s in grad school for history, he’s a famous musician in town recording for a new album, they meet in the library, she pretends she has no idea who he is, and shenanigans ensue.

And that is where I think I’m going to leave it. There’s four other stories that I can think of off the top of my head that I could theoretically add to this list, but they are legitimately just ideas right now so they can be added at a later date when they’ve manifested themselves a little more strongly. There’s also another quartet in the Willow Hill universe that I came up with in high school that could theoretically be added but I think I might just steal those character names and give them their own little world instead. We’ll see.

Basically, if you didn’t get the point from this list: I am working on a lot of things, and when I say I’m writing, it could mean literally anything on this list (or any of the other ideas that I have floating around). The stories/universe here are the most likely candidates for my time, depending on whether I’m doing a deep dive into my writing or just playing around with something fun, and hopefully (god, hopefully) I’ll be able to move one or two of these to a “completed works” list in the next year(ish). 

(Or at least, as complete as a draft ever gets before you start going in on it again.)

#the wip list

[radioactivespidey]

So… what is the Ace Tower AU?

So. The beginning to this AU is that Tony doesn’t actually die, the Infinity Gauntlet just takes a lot out of him.

Steve and Bucky get together, there’ll be more on both of these alternate endings in the next section.

And then the Avengers all kind of go their separate ways, and it’s truthfully a rather sad goodbye because they had bonded so much and they truly are a family.

So they’re apart for a couple months.

Until Tony finally, finally is able to go out in the world again. And he realizes he misses his family. Not Morgan and Pepper, but his family of a bunch of idiots who have laughed together, cried together, and fought together.

So. He buys a building.

He calls it Ace Tower and spends the next couple weeks designing it carefully and lovingly, and then he calls up the Avengers. And he asks them to move in with him.

He even chokes up a bit when he tells them how much he misses them, and then they’re all kind of sniffling and laughing into the phone with teary eyes and Scott is the first one to speak: “I think I speak for all of us when I say hell yeah.”

The next couple weeks are busy and insane, with the Avengers gradually moving in, showing up with boxes of stuff and their family behind them (Tony made it very, very clear that family was more than welcome) and huge smiles on their faces and each of them hugs Tony tight when they see him. And in three weeks they’re all there and they get a tour of the absolutely huge building with Pepper guiding them and you can hear kids laughing and wine glasses clinking and the soft murmur of significant others conversing and Tony just grins to himself and thinks- yeah. This is home.

Below is an image of what I like to think Ace Tower looks like- maybe a little fancier and shinier and it’s in the middle of nowhere, not surrounded by other buildings.

How do Endgame and Far From Home fit into this?

Literally everything in the MCU storyline up until Tony’s snap is the same. (Actually, that’s not true. I love Loki with my whole heart so let’s just say he’s still alive and it turns out he faked his death the whole time or something. This might not even be a headcanon, I have literally no idea if he’s still alive or not but his series makes it seem as if he is?? Who knows.) This whole AU starts with Tony not dying (yay!!). He does the snap and it takes a lot out of him and he goes unconscious, and everyone seriously thinks he’s going to die, but they manage to get him to a doctor in time and his severe wounds are treated.

So he is basically shoved into bedrest for weeks, and he heals and decides to retire from being Iron Man- he just wants to spend time with his family and friends.

Steve returns all the stones but comes back and as soon as he steps out of the portal he kisses Bucky, and the latter is shocked because he totally thought that Steve would spend the rest of his life with Peggy. But they both confess their love to each other literally right in front of everyone and it’s mushy and happy and they’d be lying if they said they didn’t cry.

That’s basically it for Endgame. FFH is about the same, but Tony isn’t dead, he just is not Iron Man anymore. This keeps the whole thing in FFH about who the next Iron Man is going to be, with Peter feeling pressured and missing Tony’s advice the whole time. Tony still gives EDITH to Peter (but would it be called EDITH if he’s not dead? ERITH? Even Retired I’m The Hero?) and Peter still makes the dumb mistake of giving the glasses to Mysterio, but it’s alright because it’s all resolved in the end. Basically right after FFH, maybe a couple weeks later, Tony asks the gang to move in.

We’re gonna pretend the mid-credit scene of FFH didn’t happen because… that is a major anxiety stressor. Or if it did happen, everything got fixed in a matter of hours. I’ve heard that this happens in the comics and Dr. Strange swoops in and somehow everything gets resolved and Peter’s identity is intact- I have no idea how true this is, but let’s say that it did happen for the sake of my sanity. I just. I worry over Peter, okay? He’s been through enough.

What headcanons and ships are in this AU?

The main ships are Peter/MJ and Steve/Bucky. There’s a little bit of Thor/Bruce (because it’s an absolutely underrated ship) but it’s not central at all. There is also Tony/Pepper, but that doesn’t count because it’s already canon. To be honest, none of these ships are that important to the AU, if you take them out it would still be about exactly the same, I just really like those ships.

The headcanons aren’t that many, it’s mostly just me desperately trying to make up for the queerbaiting/lack of LGBT+ rep in the MCU lmao. I am a fierce lover of trans + bi Peter, so that is included in the story, as well as Steve being bi, Bucky being gay or bi, Nat being lesbian (why do I love that so much?), etc. Just like the ships, they aren’t central or that important to the AU, I just enjoy envisioning the characters that way. I’m just really really really hoping Marvel gives Valkyrie a girlfriend, at least.

I also headcanon Bucky, Steve, and Peter to have PTSD and/or anxiety, as well as Tony of course. I just really need my mental health rep, y’all. Peter has been through so much, you cannot tell me he doesn’t have PTSD and anxiety because I’ll sigh extremely deeply. And it might come off this way, so I just want to say that I am not romanticizing mental illnesses, I just cope with them myself and having my favorite characters share some of that burden with me would be really cool. So. Yeah. I like to think that the four of them help each other out when they’re having depressive episodes or panic attacks or such.

But yeah. Those are most of the headcanons and such in this AU. I have quite a few minor ones but I am not going to waste anyone’s time by listing them. And if you want to hop on this “I hate the Endgame ending and since Marvel isn’t fixing it by God I’ll do it myself” bandwagon with me, feel free to come up with your own ships and headcanons. This AU was made to fill in all the gaps and come up with alternate endings for the characters. It’s a place to let your imagination run wild. If you want Natasha to run away and become a world-renowned chef, go for it, you know?

Ace Tower Layout:

It’s on this huge isolated field that has plenty of backyard space for stupid shenanigans, soccer goals and balls shoved up in one corner and ten barbecue grills and a vegetable garden that Bruce takes care of lovingly. There’s even a pool where a lot of crazy things happen.

There are ten floors, and there is a very helpful and speedy elevator to take them places. It is big and strong enough that Bruce doesn’t have to take the stairs, which he is very thankful for.

- Level 1: nothing much, just a sitting area and a scanner so only authorized people can pass through.

- Level 2: the labs, where all the nerds spend time. There’s plenty of high-tech gear and lab equipment to play around with and when Peter can’t sleep and wakes up with panic attacks he and Tony go down there and just tinker with things while Aunt May sits down with a good book and watches them with an incredibly fond smile on her face.

- Level 3: the gym and training room. There’s exercise equipment and also just a huge mat to spar and train. Natasha beats almost everyone who steps on that mat with her. Sometimes they have competitions where they’re allowed to fight dirty and use their powers and that is when it gets really chaotic.

- Level 4: the living room, it’s basically like a home theater and it’s stuffed with couches and pillows and blankets. They have a projector that shows the movie on an entire wall and they have movie nights with all the Avengers every Friday. A huge stack of board games is in one corner and there are five microwaves and hundreds of microwaveable popcorn packets and when someone brings in M&Ms all hell breaks loose.

- Level 5: the kitchen. Everyone has a kitchenette in their little apartment but they like spending time in the kitchen because there’s always someone there. It’s truly gigantic and sometimes they hold actual baking competitions, where they split into teams and have like three hours to make a giant wedding cake and it is insanely chaotic but by the end all of their stomachs hurt from laughing so much. They have dinner together every night, and it’s a time that they all look forward to.

- Level 6 and on are where the Avengers live. Each floor is separated into about 2-3 apartments (depending on how many people live on that floor), each one made especially for the person/family that lives there (Tony really outdid himself).

- Level 6: Apartment #1 is occupied by Scott, Hope, and Cassie (Cassie spends time with Jim and Maggie every two weeks, they are all a very happy family and Cassie loves Hope to death). Apartment #2 is occupied by Clint and his family. The two families actually get along very well.

- Level 7: Apartment #1 is occupied by Rhodey. Apartment #2 is occupied by Doctor Strange.

- Level 8: Apartment #1 is occupied by Steve and Bucky. Apartment #2 is occupied by Sam. Apartment #3 is occupied by Natasha. They absolutely love their floormates (is that even a word) and Sam and Bucky have the best rivalry with each other. They usually end up arm wrestling with Steve and Natasha watching in the background, the former with a look of horror and the latter with a huge smile on her face.

- Level 9: This level is kind of weird. Bruce almost has the entire floor to himself since he is a very big guy, but there is also a guest room section for when Thor and Loki decide to drop by (Loki and the people of Asgard never died OKAY they just relocated). Bruce is always super happy to see Thor and eventually he becomes good friends with Loki once he stops turning himself into a snake.

- Level 10: Apartment #1 is occupied by Tony, Pepper, and Morgan. Apartment #2 is occupied by May and Peter.

What am I going to do with this AU?

Honestly? I have no clue.

To be honest, chances are that this idea is not original at all and there about a hundred other variations of this exact same AU. If there are, I’m sorry, I didn’t know, I just want these characters to be happy.

I highly highly doubt that this AU will get attention anyway. The only reason why I’m making a Tumblr page for this is just to keep all my ideas in one place and to have a site to direct any friends to if they ask about this.

I might write some fics for this (shameless plug: my ao3 user is coffeebiscuits and I have only one MCU related fic up there [it’s Stucky- big surprise, right?] but I am working on others alright?) or maybe write even more headcanons. I might just never touch this AU again and revisit it in 5 years and cringe. We’ll see.

But- whether you are one of my poor friends that I dumped this AU on or some random person that stumbled upon this- if you have any ideas or suggestions for this AU or where to go with it, please please talk to me! Either on here or on insta, where I am @radioactivelatte (I gotta stop with this self promo). Just talk to me about any ideas, or just Marvel, or your day. I don’t know. My dm’s are always open, though.

So that’s it! That’s the basic information for this AU. I have a ton of headcanons and little storylines for this, and I might put them up here just for fun, who knows? Or if I ever write a fic that’s based on this, I’ll put a link for that up here as well.

Stick around for more news if you want. Or don’t. I don’t control you.

-ethan

#marvel #mcu #stucky #marvel au #mcu au #stucky au #marvel fic #mcu fic #stucky fic #petermj #spideychelle #thorbruce #thunderscience #marvel ships #mcu ships #mcu shitpost #endgame fix it #....anyway #this au is my baby #it took me so long to write #please give it love #sobs loudly #and by the way i do not text like this at ALL #i text like a gen z kid i just wanted this to look professional

[steves-on-a-plane]

As Luck Would Have It

*Avengers Endgame Spoilers* (If that’s still a concern) Words: 1944 Bucky Barnes x Reader Requested: @intheendyouwillalwayskneel  Summary: At the end of Endgame, Steve finally gets the gal of his dreams and Sam gets a new title, but where does that leave Bucky? After a chance encounter in the grocery store, the Winter Soldier’s life is changed forever!  A/N: Also, I crafted this handy dandy new banner to use as a page break because I didn’t like the aesthetic of a thousand little “X”s across the screen when I wanted to chance scenes, locations or times in a story. 😁❤

Bucky didn’t blame Steve for leaving. How could he? James Buchan Barnes knew better than anyone how it felt to lose your identity. To feel like the chance at a real life had been taken away. To feel like the rest of the world kept turning while you stayed frozen and isolated. So no, he wasn’t angry when he realized that Steve wasn’t coming back from returning the stones.

Bucky wasn’t angry with Steve for passing the shield and the mantle of Captain America off to Sam. His owe hands were far too stained with blood, his past had been forged in fire. There was no turning back from what he’d become. At least that’s what he’d thought, until he met you.

You met at the grocery store of all places. You were circling the produce section and griping about the choices for available strawberries. They were your favorite fruit, but nearly all the ones available at that particular location were bruised. This was a minor inconvenience as it meant that you would most likely have to travel to a different location to procure your desired fruit. You continued to complain, mostly to yourself, while weighing the pros and cons of purchasing a partially bruised pint of strawberries when a man approached you.

He was dressed in a pair of jeans, a hoodie and running sneakers. His dark hair was cropped short and you could just make out a square jawline underneath his trimmed beard. He held a small plastic package out to you. That was when you noticed a shimmering prosthetic arm emerging from beneath his left sleeve.

“Here, take mine.” He offered quietly. “I think I took the last good pint.”

“Oh no, I couldn’t!” You waved him off. “It’s an extremely kind gesture, but you earned them fair and square. You were here first.”

“Please,” He smiled. “I insist.”

“How about we split them?” You suggested. “I’ll pay for them, but only if you agree to take half the container.”

“That’s really not…”

“You should know that I can be very persuasive. I won’t take no for an answer.”

If Bucky had only learned that day just how true that was, he wouldn’t have put up so much of a fight at your first meeting. As time went on he would learn just how right you had been. You really wouldn’t take no for an answer; ever.

“Buck.” You mumbled one morning as your head lay on his bare chest. It was a Saturday morning. The two of you were laying in bed just enjoying each other’s company. Her craned his neck so that he could look down at you. You were so beautiful with nothing but the sun’s rays through the window to illuminate you.

“[Y/N]?” He answered back with a chuckled that jostled his chest.

“Let’s get married.” You suggested in a very nonchalant tone. For a second Bucky felt his breath hitch in his throat. You never failed to surprise him. You’d made the exclamation so casually, the way one might say “Let’s order Chinese.”

“I love you, [Y/N].” He declared firmly. “But no.”

“You know I don’t like that word.” You frowned, sitting up. “In fact I believe it was banned from this apartment.” You reminded him.

“[Y/N], come on, you don’t want to marry me.” He insisted.

“And why wouldn’t I?” You asked, trying not to snap at him.

“Well, you know, you have a tendency to make rash decisions.” He frowned.

“Name one!” You challenge him.

“Well that nude painting class…” He reminded you with raised eyebrows.

“How was I supposed to know that the painters were going to be nude? Who the hell wants to paint fruit when they’re naked!” You huffed. “That was just one example. Name another.”

“The horseback riding lessons?” His eyebrows seemed to rise another quarter of an inch.

“And I was supposed to know that it was BYOH? Bring your own horse?” You asked with a giggle. “Alright you might have a slight case.” You conceded. “But this is different. I already know what I’m getting into with you.”

“Do you?” He looked worried.

“James Buchanan Barnes, how many times have we been over this?” You asked. You swung your legs around so that you were sitting on top of him. You held his face in your hands so that he had no choice but to look at you. “I love you, always and forever. There’s never been anyone else for me and there never will. Say you’ll marry me?”Bucky sighed. How could he say no, when you’d made a case like that?

“Buck?” You hollered from the front door of your new house.

“I’m upstairs in the office, Honey!” He shouted back from his home office on the second floor.

“Come down stairs!” You begged him, neither of you missed the hollow echo as your voice traveled to him.

“This house is so empty.” He complained as he emerged from the upstairs hallway and jogged down the flight of stairs. “We need  more furniture or something. What’s that?” He pointed at what looked like a very large dog sitting next to you. The thing had to be three feet tall and its shaggy long fur only made it appear more massive.

“This,” You explained “Is Bear.”

“And what is Bear doing in our house?” Bucky asked.

“This is his house now.” You told him. You had assumed that much would be obvious.

“You sold our house to a dog?” Bucky teased.

“You know what I mean.” You pouted.

“[Y/N], no!” He shook his head at you. “We are not getting a dog!”

“Technically you’re right.” You bit your lip, holding back a smile. “Because I also got us a cat.” You stepped aside to reveal a small plastic cat carrier.

“Oh my god.” He mumbled, covering his face with his hands.

“Sam and Bear were raised together.” You explained with your best puppy dog eyes. “They belonged to this sweet old widow who died and they had to be adopted together. You already said that the house was too quiet. Please can we keep them? They don’t have anywhere else to go!”

“How do you always manage to talk me into these things?” He groaned through his hands.

“Buck?” By now Bucky had learned better. There was a very specific tone you always used when you were about to drop a new shocking revelation on him. This time, the two of you were in the kitchen. He had the day off but you were about to leave for work. You had just enough time to enjoy a morning cup of coffee together before you’d be sprinting out the door. He leaned against the back kitchen counter and set his mug down, bracing himself for whatever was about to come next.

“I think, we should get some kids.” You suggested seriously.

“You have kids. You got Bear there.” He nodded at the dog by your feet, “And Sami here.” He reached out and stroked the cat who was snoozing next to him on the counter. He’d never admit it, but the black cat was his best friend aside from you. He’d also never admit to anyone that he’d secret named the cat Sam T’Challa Barnes but that was neither here nor there.

“Well I want more.” You told him. “Listen, I’ve been trying to find the right way to bring it up, but there’s never been a good time.” You bit your lip. Mentioning the old days was never something your husband had much interest in. All he’d told you once was that he didn’t want to talk about it, and you wanted to respect that. “Seven years ago, half of the world disappeared.”

“[Y/N], I don’t want to…”

“Hear me out, please.” You held up one hand to silence him. “Seven years ago, half of the world disappeared. I was here James, you weren’t. There’s never been anything like that before. Families torn apart, lives changed forever. Those of us who were left behind started to see the world differently. After you and your friends brought everyone back most of us got lucky. But after meeting you, even though you never talk about it, it made me think.”

“I was lucky that my friends and family came back,” You told him. “but there are kids out there who don’t understand the difference between parents who were gone because of the magical snap of a finger versus parents who are just…gone. Those kids need strong parents. Parents who could and would do anything to see them grow up happy, healthy and safe.”

“[Y/N], I don’t know.” He shook his head. “I mean you sweet talked me into marrying you and then somehow you convinced with the dog and the cat…Don’t get me wrong, I love the life we have together Honey, but kids?” He was skeptical. “Sure, you would be an amazing mother with your unwavering optimism and all that modern woman moxie that I love so much, but what about me?”

“What about you, Buck?” You asked. “From the stories I’ve heard, you practically raised Steve.”

“Yeah well, it wasn’t easy. He almost got us both killed a couple times.” Bucky scoffed before reaching for his coffee cup again. “You’re going to be late for work. Why don’t we table this for now?” He began to raise his mug to his lips before hastily adding, “that’s not a no.”

Four years later, Bucky dropped himself into his favorite armchair. Sam the cat eagerly leapt into his lap though Sam was getting on in age he never turned down the chance to nestle himself atop Bucky’s legs. You were sitting cross legged on the floor surrounded by a gaggle of kids. Bucky wasn’t sure how the family had grown to include five kids quickly, but he was grateful for it. Distractedly petting Sami, Bucky leaned further back into his chair and reflected on his life.

This certainly wasn’t what the handsome sergeant from 1940’s Brooklyn had envisioned his future to be. Kids and Christmas maybe, but certainly not a dame so headstrong as you. Yes, 1940’s James Barnes probably would have told his wife no quite often. That’s simply how things were done hen.

Christmas with kids definitely hadn’t felt like a possibility once he’d become the Winter Soldier. Any future where he got a happy ending seemed entirely out of reach. He was too far gone, too broken. Then he met you. The woman who didn’t take no for an answer. The woman who wouldn’t bend her will for anyone, not even the man she loved most. You refused to compromise yourself for anything. He grew to admire that about you and in time he learned to adapt a bit of that attitude for himself.

You looked up at him from your spot on the floor. You were backlit by the twinkling lights on the Christmas tree. You had a silver bow from one of the kid’s presents affixed to your hair. The same hair that tickled him when he tried to sleep at night. You were laughing and smiling, sitting under the Christmas tree. You were truly beautiful and he was truly blessed to have bumped into you in the grocery store all those years ago.

“I love you.” You mouthed over the heads of your children once he caught you staring.

“Right back at you.” He said, blowing you a kiss. For a man who’d once thought there was nothing left worth redeeming, he had lucked into a very cushy life all because he happed to be at the right produce aisle at the right time.  

#Bucky Barnes #James Buchanan Barnes #Bucky Barnes x Reader #Bucky Barnes Reader Insert #Bucky Barnes FF #Bucky Barnes Fan Fic #Bucky Barnes Fan Ficiton #Post Endgame #Avengers Endgame Spoilers #Endgame Spoilers #Requested #The Winter Soldier #The Winter Soldier x Reader #The Winter Soldier Reader Insert

[piccolina-mina]

If you're a multishiper what all do you ship? You have to think something is going to be endgame so what's your endgame?

Hmm. I'm going out on a limb and guess this is about Roswell New Mexico? Timely and curious, but I'll bite.

This sounds like, "oh really, what's their greatest hits?" 😂

It's weird. Multishipping isn't usually my thing. I don't know, this show is very character driven, which makes it very relationship driven. So I can be easily enticed by so many different dynamics. And shipping for me on this show is so casual and can range from platonic to romance and anything in between. Sometimes I just see certain interactions and 👀 I see the potential.

Echo - they're the main love story. It took me a bit to get over the thing with Rosa, and I don't like how that was handled, but I just surrendered to it so I could continue enjoying the show. And Nathan and Jeanine have really great chemistry. They're nerdy babies, and I actually enjoy this version of them more than in the OG. And they're both so pretty, and I just feel the love there.

Miluca - the survival kids. Barter and banter. I also love this rendition of Candy. I like their banter and flirting. I love how supportive and protective Michael is of Maria. I love how Michael is relaxed around her. They're kindred spirits.

Malex: they're so deliciously ANGSTY. I love angst. They have this really dramatic type of romance that feels like it's ripped from the pages of classic literature, and I just really love that, especially with a same-sex couple because of how rare that is.

Kylex: Full disclosure my two favorite characters are Kyle and Maria and I kinda ship them with almost everyone. I love everything about their adult relationship. Kyle is such a good, supportive, intuitive guy, but also Alex let's his guards down around Kyle, and he shows him parts of himself he can't quite bring himself to show to anyone else and it's because they just have this connection that the others don't. I love it. I like that Alex gets Kyle too and I think they communicate well with each other.

Kyliz: they have great chemistry all around. They also get each other. They're so similar to me now. They're like the moral compasses of the group. They're very moral driven and ethical and just pure. And I love that they have that same energy. And their friendship gets me in the feels but so does their sexytimes.

Alright, now we get fun. 😜

Max and Maria (DeLevans)- Maria can get Max to do things he wouldn't normally do. I think she's so open and lively and he's such a big dopey nerd, and I love them balancing each other out a bit. He's compassionate and kind and tries to do right by people, and she's nice and supportive. And I just think they are two givers.

Max, Maria, and Liz - Oh yes. I'd ot3 the heck out of them. 😳

Maria and Kyle (Kyluca) - They are my favorite characters so obviously I'm game for this. Once I got my interaction it was 😍. No, but they're so cute. Max and Maria have karaoke, my karoake cuties, but Maria and Kyle have movie nights. I think they are both really open supportive caring people and I would love that shared energy redirected to each other. The surgeon and the mystic. Like dharma and Greg or something. Gimme.

Kyle and Max- two hot cowboys. The begrudging respect/hate sex would be awesome.

Max and Alex - they were totally on the same wave length back in high school. The airman and the cop? The hacker and the cop? Sullen pining babies? All I'm saying is it would be awesome. Don't @ me.

HS Rosa and Maria - if Rosa and Maria were back to being the same age. Just, yes. I LOVE them both. Besties to friends. Fk me up.

Maria and Liz - just look at them. Look at how precious they are and tell me they wouldn't be a cute af ship!

Michael and Liz - now Michael is still an asshole and all around shitty person to Liz and never apologized. He didn't deserve her forgiveness without it. But I do understand the appeal of the science bros. And michael sometimes gives her those bedroom eyes (which is apparently just vlamis default face sometimes bless his heart). And the only way I envision this ship is like really good hate sex that kinda leaves him wanting more and Liz like "Nope"

I also think Kyle and Cam would have been cute. And Cam and Maria would have been cute. And Isobel thirsting after Kyle but him not being interested is my jam. And Kyle, Michael, and Alex getting their hardy boy on ...

And I'll be remiss if I didn't mention Kyle and Mama Evans. 😂 Truly crackedt. Kyle be flexing on them.

Ahem.

I don't have a set endgame. I don't really care enough about who ends up with who to pick an endgame. I'm just here for the drama and the ride, tbh. It really isn't that serious to me. So whatever makes the story good and as long as it makes sense in the end, I can't say I'm invested enough to care. I suppose that's the extent of me being a shipper.

Anyway. Does that answer your question? 😊

#asks #roswell new mexico #all the shippy ships

[helianthus21]

*Singsongs* Hunting we will go...

I did the liveblogging-in-one-post-thing again. *Shrug*. Look at my attempt to have a better title than “12x15″:P

Aww man that couple was cute:/

Okay I get the outrage about Dean germaphobe Winchester’s ooc-ness here. But then again he did spend over a year in purgatory and they didn’t exactly have showers there. Maybe he just wanted to gross out his little brother? (Seriously though, Jensen, that didn’t ring weird for your Dean at all?)

“Frodo”.. Really, Sam?:P What’s it with the hobbit nicknames. Is there something I don’t get? Don’t tell me there is, you have no idea how often I watched those movies

Caaaas:D it’s been too long:))

Aww he’s holding his badge upside down:) Sweet little hunter angel. I wish Dean were here to see this

You know, I’ve been told not to follow strange men into the bathroom t- oh they’re going... somewhere else (*whispers* what the hell is this)

He’s so uncomfortable, poor angel

Cas is an MIB. True.

YOU GO GIRL TEll ‘EM (I’m so proud of random motw girl)

she has the same hairstyle as Alicia

Lmao Crowley doesn’t have a soul. We established that when he wanted to bid it to that demigod or whoever that was..?

Stupid question, but haven’t the demons lost their respect of Crowley back in the S11 finale..? Did I forget something, or why is it suddenly ‘My Lord’ again?

A black and a white demon.. I wonder who’ll die first

Dean is a dork

“Oh you remember!” Another angel fanboy? Sweet

That girl has balls holy shit. She’s taking those news pretty well

Aww Dean’s little smile at the word ‘koalas’:)) This is the best thing of the episode yet

Wrong, Crowley, our favorite Fallen Angel is Castiel:P

I cringe every time Dean says “This gig couldn’t be any weirder”. Depressed. Teddybears, Dean. Depressed teddybears

Now I want human!Impala to be a guy even more:P “Beautiful, beautiful man“

Oh, I am here for your hands alright, Cas:P

Uhuh, now that they need him, they’ll take him back? #notimpressed

Ooh temptation

JOSHUA

Called it:P (about the demons who die)

Crowley parrotting Dean lmao:P Never knew I needed this

“Just to spare myself the Winchester manpain” THANKS CROWLEY

oh wow that was pretty damn gay. Where’s the no-homo moment when they need it

How to win Dean Winchester over? Oh, that’s right, save his husband from certain death

Ohh she wouldn’t have said yes to Marcus

Oh so she lied about loving Marcus to ‘make things easier’.. Might somebody be lying about having brotherly feelings for someone to make things easier..?:P Idek bear with me

YOU GO GIRL. Damn she’s cool. Also, haven’t they learned that the ‘Stay in the car’ thing NEVER works?:P

She’s hugging the King of Hell omg. (You think she can write that into her resumé?)

Yep that was almost as awkward as Dean thanking Ruby:P

“He seems nice” Aww Crowley’s got a new friend

THE VESSEL IS HIS PRISON goddamn this is good shit. After the vessel usually being prisoner of the possessing angel, this is a just retribution

Dean knows his husband. What else is new

Uhm.. “They get results”... did I misinterpret that 12x14 set the BMoL up as incompetent morons..? Guess I’ll have to watch again

Good on Sam for telling Dean tho

Dean’s really internalized the ‘accepting the other’s choice even if he doesn’t like it’ thing from S11.. Doesn’t mean he has no right to be angry...

“We work with people we don’t trust all the time”.. Well, he’s not wrong:P

And Dean still can’t resist the puppy dog eyes:P

Okay now about the Cas thing.. I already saw the outrage about “Cas is going back to Heaven? Why is this still a plot line?” But I gotta say.. I kinda.. like it? The Winchesters are is family, we established that. Cas knows it, Dean and Sam know it, the whole universe knows it. Cas made his choice, that much is clear, but what choice is it exactly if going back wasn’t even an option? Personally, I think the perfect endgame for Cas would be what Kelvin(?) described. There must still be some angels who root for him, there always are, and I want Cas to be genuinely loved back by at least some his Brothers. Because Heaven might have turned his back on Cas, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t still love them, miss them. They’ll always be his family as well. Think of Hannah, Balthazar, Samandriel.. What I wish for Cas is to have this healthy familial love with the family of his past. The chance to come and go as he pleases, because no matter what, his home will always be at the Bunker. What I don’t like about this arc is that Cas kept this from the brothers. And that this perfect endgame I envision for him will probably not ever happen, knowing that show.. Probably, the Angels will stab him in the back and it will be even more awful for Cas, but here’s to hoping *crosses fingers*

Also, no Cas for the next three eps? Whaaat:((

#my thoughts #liveblogging kinda #12x15 #s12 spoilers #sam and dean #crowley #castiel #how 'm i supposed to care about the next eps #except for the Claire one because Claire #if cas is not in it:/ #okay okay i'll shut up #i'm actually not that bad #but still #cas #long post #but i put the 'read more #' thing in it #so you'll be fine #this post is messy read at your own risk

[mspbandj]

Genuinely just wondering, is there any proof or confirmation anywhere that Sherlock Holmes is queer/gay/bisexual etc? Because everyone seems very angry that he didn't get to "come out" in TFP, but I can't help wondering if that's just because they've locked themselves in an echo chamber of Johnlock and convinced themselves that he can't possibly not like men. Absolutely correct me if I'm wrong, I'm so curious about this.

Okay, Im not an expert of the subject, so unfortunately I cant pull up as many references as there are, but here goes:There is a LOT in the original source material to suggest that Holmes was queer, however, it was never fully confirmed, nor denied. As far as I am aware, a lot of the terminology used in the original text heavily suggests that Sherlock at least, if not Watson as well, were homosexual. (Personally, I always envisioned Holmes as Asexual, with panromantic attraction, based off the original text, and further adaptions.) Furthermore, when taking into account the time period of the original text, I have seen it written that the behaviours of Holmes and Watson were at very least questionable (two bachelors living together in an apartment, being very close, speaking very affectionately with each other etc.) A few examples of text can be seen here (once again, Im not an expert, or hugely invested in Sherlock, modern or original, so I really dont have much reference material.) As for the modern BBC adaption of Sherlock Holmes.I think the main issue is not whether or not Sherlock IS gay/queer, I think its more that he COULD have been. The way that the showrunners marketed this production, the way that Cumberbatch and Freeman portrayed the characters, the subtext, the main text, the character and relationship building, all heavily implied that their relationship was going down the homosexual/homoromantic path. If you have the time and the energy to have a look at this in minute detail, Id recommend checking out the The JohnLock Conspiracy blog and youtube channel. They are people who genuinely know there stuff about modern media, and they also go into detail about the original text. I dont think the JohnLock shippers have locked themselves in a echochamber (also, just a side note, I fucking hate that term,) I think they were put there by the showrunners. What you are witnessing is the direct result of years and years of queerbaiting and buildup. People are mad because they were given mountains and mountains of evidence, both from the show itself, and from the cast and crew in interviews and through social media, that JohnLock was going to be end game. Thats one thing I DO know, is that there was a LOT of evidence (once again, check out TJLC for a lot more detail about this.) Specifically, LGBT people are mad because once again, they and their identities as LGBT folk have been used by writers and showrunners to gain a profit, with absolutely nothing in return. They (and I do include myself in this, as an LGBT person more than a fan (im not a fan)) are mad because they invested so much of their time, energy, and money into this show because everything pointed to the endgame of actual representation in a major media production, only to have it ripped out of their hands in the very last minute. Furthermore, as far as I am aware, the whole show quality took a massive dive. It feels like they just said “alright, we got the Gays™ invested enough now, and I really cfb finishing this thing so who really cares?” and just threw all of our love and devotion in the fucking trash. Back to the main point tho. If you ask me, which you are doing, I’d say its not because Sherlock and Holmes arent gay. Its that, after years and years of seeing blatant sebtext, hints, building, and downright evidence, and after years of hoping and pining and wanting and wishing that we would get accurate representation in one of the worlds biggest media productions of our time, its all been ripped out from under us with the added “fuck you” of straight up poor quality. The LGBT community are not here to line the pockets of the media with our identities. We are real, valid people, who deserve accurate representation and equality. We DO NOT deserve to be treated like this. Its that simple. I hope this cleared some stuff up for you! Feel free to ask me further questions! (Although its 3am, so ill be going to bed now… but Ill get back to you asap!) 

#sherlock #johnlock #TFP #BBC Sherlock #FML #queerbaiting #queer representation #Anonymous