#how the hell does one draw Andrew Garfield?

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So, the other day @theosb0rnway and I came up with a (webbverse/tasm) parksborn Aladdin-inspired AU

I know, what a shock it's not MSMverse lol

Where Peter and Harry met at Oscorp for the first time (pre-spider bite). Weeks later (after the bite) Peter ended up being dragged to a rich people's party, "accidentally" convinced everyone he and his family were wealthy as well and made an entire new identity just to fancy Harry (with Gwen's help)

I'm still coming up with doodles for this AU! I like it a lot <3

[heliads]

Mysteries of the Mob

Based on this request: “Daughter of the Mob Boss AU w Andrew Garfield Peter Parker?”

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Peter Parker is used to mysteries. Hell, he’s kind of one himself, what with the spider-senses and all that. However, he may have found a whole new kind of enigma, one he can’t quite seem to fully understand. No matter how hard he tries to figure out just what is going on with Y/N L/N, he draws blanks. It makes no sense.

On the surface, nothing appears to be strange about her at all. She’s just another student at Midtown, right? Just another student who showed up in the middle of the year despite the school’s stringent transfer policies, just another student who hesitates slightly every time she gives her last name, who keeps making Peter think she’s lying even over the simplest of subjects. Yes, there’s no question about it - Y/N L/N is a complete and utter mystery, but Peter is determined to figure her out.

Some days, he wonders why he’s so fixated by this, by her. In the end, Peter doesn’t really know any more about her than his other peers. He isn’t this obsessed with figuring out their backstories, so what is it about Y/N that makes him want to read every chapter in the book she keeps hidden away in her head? 

If he tries hard enough, Peter can even convince himself that he’s making a mountain out of a particularly insignificant molehill, that all of this is worth nothing for the apparent stress he’s causing himself. Peter will shake his head, persuading himself to let the whole thing go. Y/N isn’t a supervillain, she’s just another student in his classes. Then Peter sits down next to her, lab partners once again, and she gives him that smile and says something that’s just a little too practiced to be real.

It’s been like this for about a month, ever since Y/N showed up at Midtown in the first place. Today, however, Peter’s sworn that he’s going to do something about it. So, when he arrives in chemistry, slinging down his worn backpack beneath his chair, he turns to the girl next to him instead of saying a vague hello and leaving it at that.

“Hey, Y/N. How are you doing on the enzymes project?” Y/N smiles back at him. “Pretty good, I think. I’m trying to focus on the medicine part, about how doctors use certain drugs to bind to the reaction sites of viral infections and the like. How about you?” Peter nods, impressed. “See, now I’m feeling a little less sure about myself. I’m, uh, studying the use of natural polymers in adhesives.”

Y/N tilts her head slightly, curious. “Adhesives?” Peter fishes around for an explanation that doesn’t involve an opportunity to use class time to develop his spider webbing. “Nothing much, just a way to support the weight of a person while they’re, say, using it to climb or something like that.” Y/N nods. “Oh, like rock climbing stuff? That’s really cool, Peter.” For some reason, Peter thinks that she might actually mean it.

So, he presses his advantage. “The only problem is that I can’t seem to get any of the work done at my house. My aunt is always busy, and it’s never quiet. Seeing as we’re lab partners, do you want to work together on something like that? I know we have a report to write, and we could get together to do that and figure out graphs and stuff for the enzyme project.”

Y/N’s smile slips a little before she fixes it. “I’d love to do that, Peter. Where would you want to meet up?” Here’s what confuses Peter about this whole thing: thanks to his enhanced abilities, he can get a vague hold on when someone is lying and when they’re telling the truth. Take right now- Y/N wasn’t lying when she said she wanted to meet up, but the second it sounded like Peter wanted to meet up somewhere that wasn’t the school or his house, she panicked. What is she trying to hide?

Peter does his best to seem nonchalant. “I don’t know, maybe a cafe or shop if they don’t close soon. Unless your parents want you back at your house by a certain time?” If anything, Y/N seems even more worried about the thought of Peter interacting with her parents. “They’re, uh, really strict. I don’t think that would be a good idea.” A half-truth: they might be strict, but not like that. Strange.

Peter shrugs, doing his best to seem casual. “No problem. There’s a coffee shop down the block from the school. You know, the one where half the class goes to get drinks every morning? We could go there to work.” Y/N thinks this through, then nods. “Yeah, I think that’s allowable. See you then, I guess.” Peter smiles in earnest. “Yeah, see you then.” As the bell rings to begin class, Peter can’t help but think about that one strange phrase she used: That’s allowable. Judging by her tone, though, it wasn’t Y/N who would allow them to meet up, it would be someone else. But who would control where she went that much?

Peter spends the rest of the day silently pleading with the clocks to run just a little faster, for the classes to end just a little sooner. Finally, the day is over, and he hurries over to the coffee shop, keen on getting their first so Y/N won’t be kept waiting. However, just as Peter turns the corner to find the coffee shop, he notices a group of about three or four men in dark suits leaving the building. He’d been able to see them through the front window a little bit, and it didn’t look like they were ordering anything, just examining this one table in the back before nodding to the others and heading out once more.

Peter’s startled out of his confused reverie when someone taps his shoulder. Doing his best not to jump, he turns around to see Y/N standing behind him. “Hi, Peter! Sorry to startle you.” Peter forces a laugh. “No worries about that. It’s pretty hard to frighten me. I’m practically fearless.” He says this with such a sense of false bravado that Y/N laughs, and Peter finds himself hooked on the sound.

She nods her head towards the coffee shop. “Well? Ready to work?” Peter snorts. “Oh, always.” They walk side by side into the shop, but Y/N steps ahead of them once they walk through the door, leading him into the back to take a seat. With a pang of surprise, Peter realizes that she’s chosen the table that those four men from earlier were inspecting. There’s no way she could have seen them, but it couldn’t be a coincidence, right?

They work for about a few hours before not even the coffee can keep their attention centered on the homework projects anymore. Y/N glances at the time, grimacing as she stands up. “Well, it’s getting late. I think I’ll have to head back.” Peter gathers up his things, nodding in agreement. Judging by the sudden onrush of dusk, they’ll only have half an hour or so before darkness tucks itself in around the nooks and crannies of the city.

“Want me to walk you back? It can be dangerous after dark.” Y/N smiles at him, although it almost seems forced. “No, I’m good, thank you.” As Peter watches, she does this little check behind her, as if making sure that she’s not being watched. It seems fluid, as if she’s practiced it many, many times. Indeed, if Peter weren’t unable to tear his eyes from the way the sunset light played upon her face, he might not have noticed it at all.

Peter, curious, checks behind them as well. Something as cold as iron lodges itself in his stomach when he sees them: the four men from before, clad in the same dark suits. This time, they’re close enough that Peter can see the cold glares chiseled into their faces, and the way the crowds seem to unconsciously part around them as if unwilling to do so much as brush shoulders with the men. Peter can’t blame them.

When he turns back around, Y/N is glancing over at him in confusion. “Everything alright, Peter?” He shakes his head, trying to rid himself of the odd fear but failing slightly in it. “Yeah, nothing’s wrong. It’s just that there are a couple guys walking behind us, and I saw them checking out the coffee shop before we went in. Strange that they’d be near us now.” Peter’s watching Y/N now, and he sees something flash in her eyes before she manages to lock herself down again. She knows something, Peter is sure of it now.

“It’s probably nothing. Don’t worry about it.” It’s less of a suggestion, more of a thinly veiled command. All the same, it makes Peter’s head snap up slightly. Y/N sighs, as if she knows that he suspects her. As if she knows that there’s no going back now. She glances around one last time, then stops walking. Peter stops with her. “I think it’s time I go back now. Thanks for today, Peter. It was really good.”

Peter finds himself conjuring up smiles and goodbye waves, absentminded sentences about how yeah, he had a good time too, and he’ll see her tomorrow in class, right? They part ways. Peter walks a little ways down the block, then stops and turns around again. He’s hidden by the crowd, so the men in suits do not see him wait for them to cross. They flow through the crowd like oil against water, and keep following Y/N down the street. Their heads turn every now and then, as if surveying the street. They do not see Peter. He makes sure of it.

Peter finds himself in chemistry once again. Y/N is a little late to class, and Peter tells himself to think nothing of it. People are late all the time. He has nothing to do with it. By the time Y/N shows up in class, casually handing a pass to the teacher and slipping into her seat, Peter can’t seem to shake the deadened feeling in his chest, hardening up his heart and stopping his lungs from catching a full breath.

Y/N smiles at him as she takes out her notes. “Sorry I’m late. Thanks for yesterday, by the way. I had a great time.” For some reason, Peter can’t quite convince himself to play along. “Yeah, yeah. Me too.” Y/N’s happy expression falls away from her. “Don’t. Don’t look at me like that.” Peter turns to her, looking her dead in the eyes for the first time all day. “What? Like you’ve lied to me? Like you’ve been keeping something from me this whole time?”

Y/N sighs, propping her head up in her hands. “I wish I could tell you, Peter, but I can’t.” Peter shakes his head slightly. “Why not? How big of a secret is this?” Y/N glances back up at him, a determined light starting to fill her eyes. “You’re that determined to know? I’ll show you. Meet me by the front doors after school. Then you’ll know why I’ve been trying to keep you safe.”

Peter rears back slightly. “What do you mean, keep me safe? Y/N, what are you talking about?” But Y/N doesn’t answer him, burying her gaze instead in the chemistry packets before her. After a while, Peter is forced to give up his questioning and do the same, although he can’t focus for a second.

Peter’s almost worried that Y/N will back out, but at the end of the day, she’s there waiting for him nonetheless. The second she sees him approach, she takes off, walking at a furious pace. Peter has to increase his strides to keep up. “What’s this about, Y/N? Where are we going?” Her voice is bitter when she responds. “You’ll see.” Peter hurries in front of her, forcing her to a stop in the middle of the block. “Hey, if you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to. I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret.”

Y/N shakes her head. “I can’t have you looking at me like that, like I’m a traitor. I want you to know.” Peter looks at her, confused, and then he sees the men. They seem to appear out of the corners and alleys, practically swarming the area around them. All of a sudden, Peter realizes that Y/N’s led him off of the beaten path, away from the safeguarding eyes of the rest of the world. Whatever happens, no one will be here to see it.

Peter turns back to Y/N. “What’s going on?” She says nothing, but Peter watches as her back straightens, gaining a confidence he doesn’t usually see in class. The men in dark suits cluster by the exits, blocking off any opportunity for escape. Eventually, one man walks out from the rest, coming to a stop by Y/N’s side. He doesn’t look at Peter for a second, but Peter can tell that he’s been judged nonetheless for any errors or weaknesses.

The man’s voice is clinical when he speaks to Y/N. “What is this, child? Why bring this boy to my attention?” Two things stand out to Peter: one, the name he calls Y/N and the way she meets his gaze with a familiar steadiness that tells him she’s used to this, and two: the pattern on the man’s tie. It’s a dark green, almost black, except for the faint pattern on it. It looks almost like scales.

Peter’s eyes widen almost imperceptibly. “Ah.” That’s all he manages. Suddenly, he’s figured it out- why Y/N seems to hide everything about her past, just who this man is. Peter has lived in New York for his entire life. He’s had plenty of time for his mother, then his uncle, then his aunt to warn him about the mobs that run the streets. The worst of all, they say, is a man known as Curt Connors, the boss of the Emerald Scales mob. The man standing before him, the man who is Y/N’s father. It all makes sense now.

Finally, the man turns to face Peter, appraising him like a wolf before the kill. Peter vaguely wonders when the man’s jaws will snap around his neck, when he’ll be slaughtered for knowing too much. “Figured it out, have you? Y/N would never spend time with someone who couldn’t, of course.” Y/N’s eyes snap to her father. “That’s enough. I just wanted him to have proof.”

Curt Connors snorts. “All that for proof? Fascinating. I hope he’s worth it.” He snaps his fingers once and the men disappear from the streets, fading back into the crowds once more. Connors gives Peter one last stare, full of threats that must go unsaid in front of his daughter, then leaves as well. Peter is left alone with Y/N Connors, the heir to one of the most dangerous mobs in the entire city. How could this be true? How could he not have figured it out earlier?

Y/N’s looking at him like she’s ready for him to explode. “Do you see why I had to keep it a secret?” Something comes out of Peter’s mouth; after a second, he realizes that it’s a laugh. “Yeah. Yeah, I think I get it now.” After a second, Y/N smiles too, but it’s hesitant, like a bird ready to take flight. “Are you sure? You look strangely fine with it. You know that this means you’ll-”

Peter cuts her off. “I’ll never be truly safe, I know. Your father will have me killed if I do so much as offer you the wrong flowers on a date. I’m glad I know the truth, though.” Y/N’s surprise is palpable. “You are? I mean, I didn’t really know how you’d react, but I didn’t think you’d be this okay with it. Why are you, by the way?” Maybe it’s a day for making mistakes, for taking the worst possible risks just to see what would happen. Regardless, Peter is in the mood for one last slipup.

“You’re not the only one who’s got a secret identity to protect.” With that, Peter reaches down, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt to reveal the suit underneath. Y/N’s eyes widen when she sees the now familiar spider logo, the one that’s been emblazoned on many a newspaper and periodical cover since Peter first started his Spider-Man patrols a few months back. “My God, you’re-”

Peter holds a finger to her lips, unable to hide a grin. “Very civic-minded? I’ll take it.” Y/N shakes her head slightly, then laughs. “That makes sense, actually. Also, you really had me believing some excuse about making a climbing adhesive for your enzyme project? That was for spiderweb, wasn’t it?” Peter winces. “It wasn’t the best explanation, was it?”

Y/N grins. “Not at all. I’m not saying I mind it, though.” Peter quirks an eyebrow. “No?” The look in Y/N’s eyes could light up this entire city after dark. “Not at all, as long as you don’t mind me being the daughter of a mob boss.” Peter chuckles. “Hey, at least you know I can defend myself if I have to. Besides,” he says with a smirk, “it just adds to the excitement of it all.” When he kisses her, Peter realizes that this could be a terrible mistake. Any wrong move, and he could have an entire mob after him. Then again, he’s fairly sure that Y/N is worth it, so he kisses her again, just to seal the deal.

requested by my beloved @underc0vercryptid

peter parker/marvel tag list: @namoreno, @mycosmicparadise​, @ellobruv-blog​

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i’ve been thinking about the future of the mcu and realized there’s a LOT that i didn’t know/didn’t remember in terms of where things are going so i figured i’d sum it up incase anyone else was in the same boat!! 

quick recap of (unresolved) mid-credit scenes:

doctor strange: mordo (a sorcerer that is one of strange’s mentors, who by the end of the movie becomes disillusioned with magic/the ancient one and quits) confronts pangborn (the paraplegic who healed himself with the mystic arts, who tells strange about mystic arts in the first place) and steals his magic because according to mordo, there are “too many sorcerers." of note, this guy is typically a villain in the comics but hasn’t been thus far...

gotg2: ayesha (leader of the sovereign, a golden skinned alien race obsessed with genetic purity), after spending most of the movie chasing the guardians for stealing some stuff, is revealed to have created an artificial being named “adam” which is presumably, adam warlock. (other stuff that is less relevant: kraglin appears to take up yondu’s mantle; the ravagers regroup and several old and obscure comic book characters are introduced [charlie-27, aleta, martinex, mainframe]; the watchers are watching things.) 

far from home: j jonah jameson basically tells the whole world spider-man’s secret identity, and frames him for what happened with mysterio....making him public enemy #1. ALSO, turns out nick fury and maria hill in the movie were ACTUALLY the two skrulls from captain marvel (talos and soren) attempting to do their job, while the real fury (and presumably hill) is ... up in space on some spaceship!!!

wandavision: monica (who we can assume is photon) is called by “an old friend of [her] mother’s,” up in space, which presumably means fury, talos, or carol. ALSO, wanda sits in the middle of nowhere reading the darkhold and hears the voices of her children who.. by all accounts, should not exist. 

aaaaand what we know about future movies (i’m not even going into the tv series.....): 

black widow: 

takes place after civil war

nat confronts a “dangerous conspiracy with ties to her past,” likely has to do with taskmaster who has apparently taken over the red room where nat was trained as an assassin

prominent new characters: yelena belova, who will take over the mantle of black widow after this; alexei shostakov aka red guardian, an ollllld marvel hero analogous to captain america except for the soviet union.

tony stark will make an appearance... SOBS

shang-chi and the legend of the ten rings:

shang-chi has never been seen in the mcu before, but he is, essentially, a superhero that is a master martial artist, and in some adaptations can also create duplicate (fake) versions of himself to confuse opponents

main villain will be the the mandarin who we have *sort of* seen before... he is the leader of a terrorist organization called “ten rings” whose main goal is to destroy world peace. brief history -- in iron man 1: one ten rings cell kidnaps tony stark and tries to force him to make weapons (he of course, makes his suit instead). stark and ten rings become enemies and fight a bunch. nat and nick fury fight them too. in iron man 3, the villain aldrich killian hires a dude to pretend to be the mandarin and claim responsibility for a bunch of stuff, but its not the ten rings or the mandarin at all. this makes the mandarin v mad and he has a dude kidnap the faker to punish him. they also briefly show up in ant-man, when a ten rings agent tries to buy the yellowjacket suit that darren cross is selling. BUT IN SHANG-CHI....... looks like we are FINALLY going to see the real mandarin after over a decade!! 

the villain razor fist will also show up, he is lesser known... he has no superhuman powers but he has surgically replaced his hands (1 or 2, depending on the version) with a steel blade, and is highly skilled at hand to hand combat.

besides the presence of these characters, the only bit of plot we know is “shang-chi is drawn into the ten rings organization and forced to confront his past.” so... yeah. we don’t know much at all.

eternals: 

quick explanation: the eternals are an immortal alien race who have been secretly living on earth for thousands of years. they were created by the celestials, who are most prominently in gotg2. 

more entirely new characters!!! their names are: thena, who can form any weapon out of cosmic energy; gilgamesh, who can make a super strong exoskeleton out of cosmic energy; ikaris, who has superhuman strength, flies, and can project cosmic energy out his eyes; kingo, who can shoot cosmic energy projectiles from his hands; makkari, who creates sonic booms, has super speed, and is deaf; phastos, who has enhanced intelligence, and is also gay (and married with a kid!); ajak, who has healing powers; sprite, who can project illusions; sersi, who can manipulate matter; druig, who can mind control; and dane whitman (black knight), a human with a mystical sword. 

regarding the plot... it seems the eternals have kind of dispersed, but have to come together again to fight the deviants, who are their “evil counterparts” (also created by the celestials, though i’m unclear on why). thena and gilgamesh have apparently been in exile, unclear why; sersi, who is posing as a museum curator, has apparently been in love with ikaris for centuries and it seems as if their love story may be central to the film; and kingo is a bollywood film star in his spare time. aaaaand that’s pretty much all we know.

directed by chloé zhao of nomadland fame! 

spider-man no way home: 

based on the post-credits scene in far from home, peter parker will now be known as spider-man to everyone. unclear if he’s going to be seen as a bad guy due to mysterio framing him, but i guess we’ll see! 

jamie foxx is electro, and alfred molina is doctor octopus; which is VERY interesting considering they played these roles in other spider-man franchises, once again stirring up excitement for possible multiverse. 

there have been *multiple* reports that andrew garfield, kirsten dunst, tobey maguire, and emma stone will be in the movie but tom holland has repeatedly denied this... so... who knows. 

there are also rumors that matt murdock / daredevil (from netflix) will be in several scenes! not confirmed though. 

MJ is still his girlfriend and i hope it stays that way!! 

doctor strange will be featured in the movie, taking on the mentor role now that tony stark is gone :( this will be interesting as i.. haven’t really seen them interact much before. because of this inclusion some people speculate that the film may draw inspo from some comic storylines where peter’s secret identity is restored with magic. 

doctor strange in the multiverse of madness: 

scarlet witch is essentially co-starring!!! it’s going to be really interesting to see if they bring vision or the twins into this at all, though i’m not counting on it. 

seems like mordo will be the main villain -- recall the ds1 post credits scene where he is apparently running around trying to steal people’s magic.

america chavez will make her debut!!!!!! i have no idea how this plays into anything but i am so excited!! 

regarding the plot, all we really know is that strange has been researching the time stone, mordo messes with him, and this results in him accidentally unleashing “unspeakable evil.” presumably there will also be heavy involvement of the multiverse, and who knows what kind of craziness that will bring!! 

initially was going to be directed by scott derrickson who did ds1; however he stepped down to being just EP due to “creative differences.” i am presuming this is because derrickson really wanted to make this more gothic and horror than disney was comfortable with. i REALLY hope they keep some of those elements though and don’t erase the idea entirely! anyway, it will be directed by sam raimi now (of evil dead and spiderman 2002 fame). 

the film also reportedly ties in with the loki series (will loki show up!?) and spiderman 3 (which is obvious enough, given that strange is in that movie and those curious electro and doctor octopus castings...)

thor: love and thunder

directed by taika waititi again, hell yeah!!! and he has stated, the film will be “so over the top now in the very best way" and would make ragnarok look like a "run of the mill, very safe film" .... so.... oh god

so many great returning players!!! including.... valkyrie (now the king of new asgard), jane foster, lady sif, korg, star-lord, mantis, drax, nebula, and kraglin (takes up yondu’s mantle after he dies in gotg2)

in this movie, thor isn’t thor anymore.... it’s JANE!!! she gets cancer :( and is undergoing treatment while simultaneously being thor. i’m a little nervous how this will be handled, but i’m excited. (it’s based off an amazing comic series by jason aaron) 

the big bad: gorr the god butcher, played by christian bale! the gist of it is, this dude HATES gods because nobody helped when his family was dying and in need. his weapon is “all-black the necrosword,” forged from the head of a celestial, and allows the user to create wings and fly at extreme speeds. honestly, he sounds cool as fuck. 

valkyrie is going to be made canonically bisexual!!! 

it will explore more of korg’s backstory, and also include... space sharks!?!?! an alien race from the comics.

taika has called the script “very romantic” so take that as you will 

black panther 2

will again be directed by ryan coogler

not much is known at this point, does not have an official name

t’challa will NOT be recast (which i’m happy about) so..... honestly no idea what to expect for this one. i think we can probably expect shuri to have an expanded role. all we know so far is they will be “exploring the world of wakanda.” not clear to me how this is different from the upcoming wakanda D+ series. 

tenoch huerta has reportedly been cast as a villain, but no one has any idea who. there’s also rumors that donald glover is in “informal talks” to play a role. note all of this is unconfirmed.

captain marvel 2

will be directed by nia da costa (candyman!) and written by megan mcdonnell, who is one of wandavision’s best writers! 

will take place in the present day 

will feature kamala khan / ms. marvel, monica rambeau / photon!!! this will be so interesting.... kamala is a huge fan of carol’s in the comics, she is her mentor/idol. the ms. marvel series will also resportedly lead into cm2. and monica, well, monica knew her when she was a little kid. wandavision implies that there’s some bad blood between carol and monica though, not sure why. maybe because carol left and never came back? (until endgame) 

post-credits scene of wandavision appears to tie into this, having monica go up into space at the reqeust of her “mom’s old friend.” again, not clear who that is. this could also be a tie in to secret invasion though, so we’ll see. or both.

zawe ashton has been cast as an unknown villain... a lot of people are actually speculating that she may play rogue? which would be fascinating, as there’s a comic arc where rogue steals her powers and memories. BUT there’s still no confirmation that X-men exist in the MCU so for now i remain skeptical.

they are looking to cast a ‘john boyega’ or ‘michael b jordan’ type which makes me wonder if they are going to create a new character, a “younger” war machine to be her love interest? (note: carol and rhodey are a huge thing in comics!) carol obviously does not look her age but her and don cheadle.... that just doesn’t work. which is why i wonder.

ant-man and the wasp: quantumania 

in addition to scott and hope, pretty much all the major players are returning including: luis, hank pym, janet van dyne

cassie lang has been recast with an actress 5 years older, which is really making me wonder if they are going to make her stinger in this movie! (aka one of the main young avengers)

the villain: kang the conqueror! this dude time travels. original name nate richards. in the comics, kang travels back in time to rescue his younger self (nate) from an attack that would help shape him towards a life of villainy. kang also gives him some fancy armor. his younger self actually is like, what the fuck dude? and renounces his destiny, becoming a hero. and he makes his armor look like iron man, calling himself iron lad. who is a young avenger. which also makes me wonder about cassie lang.

otherwise not much is known! 

guardians of the galaxy vol. 3

james gunn is returning, i’m mixed about this...he really does *get* the guardians though. 

based on the gotg2 post credits scene, i think we can assume adam warlock will be a HUGE part of this. there are multiple versions of him, some villainous and some heroic, but no idea how this is gonna turn out.

no word yet on whether thor will be involved, or if those ravagers they introduced will be involved. 

fantastic four 

will be directed by the spiderman guy, john watts.

otherwise we know literally nothing.

aaaaand that’s the roundup! 

[gimmeyoon]

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      ↳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader x Jin

      ↳ Setting: College AU

      ↳ Word Count: 5.7k

      ↳ Warnings: M: for mature, Smut (fingering (f), marking, dirty talk, unprotected sex (no glove, no love friends) a heated Spider Man debate that may or may not reflect my own opinions, don’t @ me)

      ❝you just wanted to get drunk and dance and now he’s all you think about❞

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     "All I'm saying," Sana said, as she, you, and Joy made your way to the main dining hall on campus, "is that Tom Holland is more characteristic of the comic book Spider-Man and he actually seems like a teenager."

    "Okay, but Tobey Maguire seemed like a teenager to me when the movies came out," Joy argued. "It's all about perspective."

    "Perspective," Sana laughed.

     They had been arguing the finer points of which Spider-Man was the superior since you had left your apartment 10-minutes ago, and even as you neared the dining hall, there was no coming to an agreement in sight.

     Unless you counted the fact that neither of them had mentioned Andrew Garfield as an agreement.

     They didn't stop their discussion, even as the three of you passed your student IDs to the worker at the entrance who sent you a small smile that seemed to say, 'I feel your pain and I am sorry you must endure this.'

    You make your way to your favorite part of the dining hall, walking a little ahead of your friends, as to not be associated with how loudly they are still fighting over the better Spider-Man. Just as you see your usual table, someone rounds the corner and bumps into you, uttering a sorry almost as soon as it happened.

     You know the voice before you look up, hesitantly meeting Jungkook's wide eyes. You haven't seen him since you kissed nearly two weeks ago, and you find yourself smiling stupidly, just happy to see him again.

     "Hi," you said, your voice quiet as Sana and Joy approach you.

     "Hi," he replied, silence falling as Sana and Joy stopped to join the two of you.

     "Uh," you started, looking between your friends. "We were just discussing the better Spider-Man portrayal."

     You can see Joy looking over at you with a face that no doubt says you were not discussing anything, but you pay her no mind as Jungkook lights up at the topic.

     "Tobey Maguire, obviously."

     "Yes," Joy said, a little too emphatically. "Thank you for having some common sense."

     He nods his head, silence falling between the four of you. It feels like the longest awkward silence you have ever endured, a weight on your shoulders as you pray for anyone to say anything, literally anything.

     "Well," Jungkook starts, offering a small smile, before motioning that he needs to get past the three of you.

    "Oh, right," you said, a little too quickly, as you shuffle to get out of his way, pushing Sana as you move in her direction.

     His smile is genuine this time, when he said, "thanks," and moved on to the buffet line.

     "Riveting," Joy whispered, laughing as soon as you reached your table.

     "Shut up," you said, glaring at her.

     "He was probably just nervous, " Sana said. "I mean you made it sound really romantic when you told us about it, and he seemed nervous about kissing you, so he's probably just nervous about talking to you PFK."

     "PFK?" Joy asked, as the three of you walked back towards the buffet, you table now secured.

     "Post-first kiss."

     "Your mind," Joy said, imitating a chef's kiss.

     "Enough," you whispered, as Jungkook came into view again.

     "Do you actually think we're stupid enough to talk about him while he's right there?"

      You looked at Joy and smiled. "My mom said if I don't have anything nice to say-"

     Joy mock-gasped as she turned to Sana.

     Sana shook her head. "After all this time; I thought we were friends."

     "Sorry you had to find out this way."

     The three of you moved through the line, you trying your best not to stare at Jungkook ahead of you and almost sighing in relief once he was out of your sight. You were sure Sana was right, he was probably just nervous. That's why you hadn't reached out to him, so how could you hold it against him. He always seemed so confident around his friends, it was almost jarring to think that he could get nervous.

     You were able to make it through dinner without any more teasing from Sana and Joy, though you did find yourself looking over at Jungkook's table periodically, despite knowing it was not in your best interest. You're almost certain Taehyung saw you staring at one point, but you tried to play it off like you were scanning the whole dining hall.

     Sana is talking about a picture some girl posted on Instagram, when you see him out of the corner of your eye. You try not to make it obvious by whipping you head in his direction, but as you slowly turn to face him, you realize Jungkook is approaching your table. A nervous glance towards his friends, confirms that they are in fact watching this exchange, wide smiles plastered on their faces, as the yell something you can't quite make out.

    Jungkook looks back at them though, turning his red ears to you as he does so.

    "Breathe," Joy said beside you, which confirms your worst fear, that you looked like an absolute idiot right now.

    It feels like an eternity before he makes it to the table, your heart beating quickly in your chest the whole time.

   "Hey," he started, pushing his hair behind his ears. "So, um, how have you been?"

   You nod your head, though he hasn't asked a question. "Good, yeah, good. And you?"

   "Good," he agreed, with a head nod of his own.

    You wonder if this is more painfully awkward than when you approached him at the Beta Tau party. You think it might be because there are more witnesses this time.

    "I wanted to text you," Jungkook said, breaking the heavy silence surrounding the two of you. "But I realized I don't have your number, and there was something about sliding into your dms that felt... creepy." He laughed nervously at this and rubbed the back of his neck.

   He looked cute as he did this, and you couldn't help but smile at him, feeling more relaxed. You weren't sure if it was the relief that he hadn't ghosted you because he didn't like you or the fact that he clearly was as nervous as you were, but you felt as if a weight had been removed from your chest as he looked down at his hand that rested on the table.

   "I wouldn't have thought it was creepy," you replied.

   "Because she likes you," Joy added.

   You turned to glare at her, just as Jungkook began laughing.

   "Good," he said. "I like her too."

   "Really?" you said, turning back to him.

   "I thought I made it clear," he started, looking between Sana and Joy.

   "When you kissed her?" Joy offered, a teasing tone to her voice, that had Jungkook's attention returning to his hands.

   "Yeah."

   "Ignore her," you said, leaning forward so that you were in their line of sight. "I can give you my number. That way you don't have to feel creepy about reaching out to me."

   "Yeah?" he smiled. "Awesome." He pulled his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and handed it over to you. "Would you wanna hang out sometime this week?" he asked, as you typed your number in.

   "Sure," you said, looking up at him with a smile so wide your cheeks hurt a little.

   "Cool," he replied, nodding his head. "I'll text you the plan," he said, as you handed him his phone back.

   "Great."

   He smiled at you one last time, before waving at the table and walking back to his friends. Once he was back with his friends, Sana squealed beside you.

    "You're both somewhere between awkward-as-hell and would do anything to get a date with the other," Joy said, laughing a little. "I want to be a part of your date so bad, just because I can't tell if you'll have the best night of your life or you'll both sit in silence."

    "Shut up," you grumbled, as Sana pulled you into an awkward seated hug.

    "Don't listen to her," your friend said. "She would be just as nervous if Dean tried to talk to her."

    "When did this become about me?"

    Sana and Joy continued to bicker like the old married couple they might as well be, but you only paid a little bit of attention as you focused on the way Jungkook's friends were teasing him in the exact same way. Jimin, you were sure that was his name now, had pulled Jungkook into the same awkward congratulatory hug that Sana was holding you in.

    Joy was probably right. The two of you were similar and that was either going to make or break your date.

   A few days later you find yourself at the town's bowling alley with Jungkook. As expected, you both were mostly silent as you took the bus to the alley, but that was pretty normal behavior for public transportation.

   Jungkook had insisted on paying for the rental shoes and the two games he had signed you both up for, and you couldn't tell him no because it was the most serious you had seen him. He even made a point of reminding you that you paid for his meal at waffle house, which you reminded him went against every fiber in your being because he had the audacity to order a burger, and eventually the two of you agreed that you would buy the snacks after the first game.

    You were a little surprised when Jungkook said that you would be going bowling today. You couldn't remember the last time you had been bowling, but as Jungkook got ready for your turn, you realized he was taking this game very seriously. You knew he was competitive, but as he wiped his ball down with a cloth, you were beginning to think this was a hobby of his.

    "Jungkook," you started, drawing his attention away from the ball. "Do you bowl?"

    "Sometimes," he shrugged. "The have Rock n' Bowl on Thursdays, so occasionally Beta Tau comes here after pregaming for drinks and bowling."

    "Drunk bowling," you mused. "sounds about right."

    "Does it count as shenanigans?" he asked, his smile making his eyes crinkle at the sides.

    "Well that depends, was the plan to end up at Rock n' Bowl, because if so it's not shenanigans."

    "Ah, so shenanigans must always be unplanned."

    "Yes," you said, as Jungkook made his way to the lane. You watched him fight the urge to raise his fist in victory as he knocked all except two of the pins down on his first try. He managed to get the second two as well, claiming a spare.

    "Are you good at everything?" you asked as he turned back at you, looking very proud of himself.

    "No," he said, blushing slightly. "I'm not very good at school."

    "What's your major," you asked, as you stood to grab your own ball.

    "Undecided," he replied, and by the tone of his voice you could tell he didn't want to talk about it. It really wasn't a big deal, it was normal to be undecided, but you figured telling him that wouldn't make him feel any better, so you dropped the subject, and bowled your turn.

    You knocked four pins down. which Jungkook pretended to think was a good turn. As if he hadn't gotten a spare right before you.

    "What about you?" Jungkook asked, as he sat down after getting another spare. "What are you good at? Besides shenanigans, obviously."

    "Obviously," you echoed with a laugh, as you stood up to take your turn.

    "But seriously, what do you like to do?"

    You frowned as you managed to only knock down one pin. "I mostly focus on school," you replied turning to him. "I guess I don't feel like I have a ton of time for anything other than my dream."

    "Which is?" he asked, a fondness in his eyes.

    "I want to be a social worker," you said, before turning your focus to the bowling lane. You managed to get 6 more pins, a pretty okay turn in your opinion.

    "That's cool," he said, not moving to get up as you sat down beside him. "Why is that your dream?"

    "I just like to help people," you shrugged. "My mom and I volunteered at social services a lot while I was growing up, and I always felt proud of myself after. I want to do something that makes me proud."

    "That's beautiful," he replied, no teasing in his voice as Joy probably would have.

    "Thanks," you said. "It's kind of all I've been focusing on since I was a sophomore in high school. Joy and Sana couldn't believe I dropped my schedule to go out with you tonight," you said, blushing a little at the honesty. You had planned to write a paper tonight, but seeing Jungkook felt more important. You can't think of any other time you had felt such a way.

    "Oh no, I'm sorry," he said, looking just as embarrassed as you felt.

    "No, no, no," you said a little too quickly. "It's really okay, they just like to tease me because I'm anal about things like that."

    You realize what you've said as Jungkook quirks his head to the side, his brow furrowing.

    "Like a control freak," you said quickly, trying to amend your poor choice of words quickly. "It's a common word used to describe uptight people."

    Jungkook nods his head, and that should be enough for you to stop, but you can't force back the word vomit.

    "It comes from Freud, he coined Anally retentive."

    "So, you're smart," Jungkook chuckled, causing you to release a breath you didn't know you were holding.

    "And a klutz," you nervously laughed, hoping your self-deprecation would help make you feel better. It worked a little, especially when Jungkook smiled and shook his head.

    "You're cute," he said, pushing his hair behind his ear, as he stood to take his turn.

     You replayed that moment in your mind for the rest of the night, and even after he kissed you outside of your apartment again, this time more sure of himself.

    Joy and Sana soon grew used to finding you and Jungkook at the kitchen table with a pile of books and papers surrounding you. Jungkook had taken your comment about your schedule seriously, and insisted that he wouldn't stop you from following it, but rather join you. That meant he ended up studying with you almost every night in lieu of an actual date.

    Jungkook swore he didn't mind though. He smiled brightly when he showed you how his test grades had improved. He offhandedly made a comment that his parents would be proud to know dating you was making him a good student. You thought about that for weeks. You wondered if he liked you enough to introduce you to his parents. You wondered if he liked you enough to actually ask you to be his girlfriend.

    Tonight was very much the same as every other night, Jungkook and you working silently on your own homework, occasionally taking breaks to talk and actually spend time together that didn't involve school.

    You're in the middle of writing a paper for one of your sociology classes when Jungkook excuses himself to go to the bathroom. You look up when he returns, and he holds up the geode he gave you on your first night together.

   "You cracked it open," he said, looking at the crystals inside the rock.

   "Was I not supposed to?" you ask, a little worried that you might not be familiar with the common curtesy laws of geodes.

   "No," he replied, shaking his head. "I just didn't know you kept it, let alone opened it."

   "Of course I kept it," you said, standing from your seat and walking towards him. "Besides," you started, taking the geode from his hands. "This was in my room, not the bathroom."

   Jungkook smiled widely as you walked back to your room. "I made a detour on the way back."

     "Creep," you replied, as you placed the geode back on your night stand. You turned around coming face to face with Jungkook, who was looking fondly back at you.

    "You kept it," he said again.

    You rolled your eyes, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. "Of course I kept it," you said before kissing him. "I kind of like you or whatever," you said, pulling away from him.

     "Yeah?" he said, following behind you. "I kind of like you too," he teased, as the two of you sat back down to do your work.

    "Liar," you said, not looking up from your paper. "You're clearly obsessed with me, creeping into my room like that."

    Jungkook laughed beside you causing you to look up at him.

    "Yeah," he admitted, his eyes twinkling with delight as he looked back at you. "I am obsessed with you."

    "How could you not be?" you teased looking back at your papers. "I'm the total package."

    "Definitely," he agreed, grabbing your pen from your hand and bringing your attention back to him. He motioned towards himself with the pen, earning a raised eyebrow from you in question. Rolling his eyes, he leaned into you and kissed you again.

    "Studying," you breathed, as you opened your eyes to look at him again. "We're supposed to be studying."

    "What if we study each other?" he asked, kissing you again.

    "Gross," you said, when he pulled away again.

    "Yeah, not my best work," he agreed with a laugh.

    "Focus," you smiled, grabbing your pen back from him.

    "Yes, ma'am," he teased, sticking his tongue out at you as he went back to his homework. You tore your eyes away from him fighting everything in your body that said you would much rather spend time studying that tongue than writing this paper.

    "_____!" Taehyung called as you walked into Beta Tau Sigma with Joy and Sana. "Jeon, your girlfriend is here!" he yelled across the crowded hallway, causing you to cringe.

    "There's no need to announce my appearance like a town crier," you laughed as Taehyung pulled you into a hug.

    "Of course there is," he said, looking appalled that you would even suggest such a thing. "You are always a guest of honor at Beta Tau."

    "Is that so?" you asked, placing your hand over your heart.

    "Is what so?" Jungkook asked as he stopped beside Taehyung.

    "It turns out I'm a guest of honor," you said, winking at Taehyung as you did so.

    "And your girlfriend," Joy added, earning a giggle from Sana and an elbow to the ribs from you.

    Jungkook glares at Taehyung for this, only receiving a boxy smile from his friend.

    "Ignore her," you said, moving to grab Jungkook's hand a lead him deeper into the party. "See you later, Taehyung," you called over your shoulder.

    "And what about us?" Joy called back.

    "See you later, Sana. Joy, suck my ass."

    "You wish," she called back, a smile on her face.

    You turned back to look at Jungkook as you entered Beta Tau's living room. "Sorry about her."

    Jungkook shook his head. "She's right. I should officially ask you."

    "I don't care," you replied, though it was partially a lie. You never called Jungkook your boyfriend because you didn't want to assume this was anything more than what the two of you had defined it as. And based on the zero conversations you had actually had about your relationship standing, you had no clue what he thought.

    You knew he liked you, you knew you were dating, and you knew you were having sex, but if Jungkook wanted to put a label on any of that, he hadn't said anything close until now.

    "Taehyung probably said that since I call you my girlfriend all the time," he said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world and didn't make your heart beat erratically and give you the overwhelming desire to jump his bones right here in the middle of the party.

    "Oh?" you said, trying to keep your cool and not sound like some girl obsessed with the thought of being called his girlfriend.

    "Yeah," he admits, bashfully, looking away from you. "Is that okay?" he turned back to you, his doe eyes wide.

    "I wouldn't mind being your girlfriend," you said, smiling widely. "Has a nice ring to it."

    "Yeah," he smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his side. "I could get used to being your boyfriend."

    "I mean," you said, looking up at him, a smirk on your face. "I didn't consent to that."

    "Oh?" he asked, a laugh of disbelief following it. "So you're my girlfriend, but I can't be your boyfriend?"

    "Well you never asked to be my boyfriend."

    "I assumed they went hand-in-hand," he said.

    "Listen, we can discuss the terms later," you said, earning a chuckle of amusement as you grabbed his hand that rested on your shoulder and led him to the kitchen. "How about we do it over drinks?" you asked, grabbing two White Claws from the fridge, and handing one to him.

    "I mean, if you insist," he said, leaning against the kitchen counter. You moved to stand between his legs, smiling up at him as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

    Sitting the drink on the counter, Jungkook leaned in to kiss you, his hand on your waist pulling you flush to his body.

    "Can I be your boyfriend now?" he asked, pulling away from you.

    When you opened your eyes, you saw him looking back at you with a smirk on his face, clearly proud of his methodology.

    "I don't know," you teased, knowing good-and-well that there was nothing that could convince you otherwise. "I might need to reexamine that evidence."

    "Are you sure you want to be a social worker, and not a lawyer?" he laughed, kissing you quickly on the forehead, before grabbing his drink again.

    You couldn't help but pout as he brought the drink to his lips instead of kissing you again.

    "What?" he asked, his eyes filled with mirth as he teased you.

    "Nothing," you sighed in exaggeration, as you drank your own drink.

    "Wouldn't it be nice to have a boyfriend, so you could kiss him whenever you wanted?" he asked, his eyebrows raising.

    "I can see the appeal," you replied nonchalantly, sipping at your drink.

     Jungkook grabbed your drink from your hand, placing both his and yours on the counter, before lightly grabbing your face and leaning in towards you. "Let me be your boyfriend," he smiled, before pressing a light kiss to your lips.

    "M'kay," you hummed, leaning in to kiss him again. Jungkook laughed against your lips before kissing you back, hungrier this time, without a care for the party that was going on all around you.

    You've spent almost every night at Beta Tau Sigma for the past month. Joy and Sana pretend not to miss you, but the few nights you've stayed at the apartment, they've insisted on having an adult slumber party (exactly the same as regular slumber parties, but with wine).

    You like routines, and this is a routine you really like, having become used to waking up in Jungkook's arms. His place made more sense, because he had a 9:10 that he needed to go to and you could head to your’s after going to the gym in the morning. All you had to do was shove your workout clothes into your backpack every night before heading over to Beta Tau. It was easy, and on the days when you both had late starts, it just felt more natural to go to the house than to constantly switch where you slept.

    The only downside was having Jimin exclusively refer to you as different versions of "frat rat," though Jungkook was always ready to defend your honor and was bigger than his brother, meaning Jimin often insisted he was joking through his laughter as Jungkook tackled him against a wall. Neither meaning any harm of course.

    As the sun bleeds through Jungkook's blinds and draws you awake, you instinctually turn into his arms, one thrown lazily over your body, the other propping his head up, a little bit of drool falling from his mouth. You laugh quietly as you snuggle closer to him, his arm drawing tighter around you as your movement stirs him awake.

   "Morning," he mumbled, smacking his lips as he pulls you flush to his body.

   "Morning," you echoed, kissing him lightly before burying your face in his chest, breathing in the scent of him as it surrounded you in the early morning hours.

   You lay like this for a while, silently enjoying each other's presence. Jungkook rubs circles lightly into your back, the only true sign he hasn't fallen back asleep, and you sporadically place soft kisses to his chest, collarbone, neck, and the like.

    With no warning, Jungkook rolls the two of you over, him landing on top, and starts attacking your neck with kisses. You giggled as his nose brushes lightly against your throat, the tickling sensation quickly replaced with pleasure as he begins nipping at the same spot.

    "No," you mumbled half-heartedly, in an attempt to stop him from leaving a mark. Jungkook complies, kissing your body lower and lower until he reaches your breasts. He places a kiss to your breast through the fabric of your t-shirt, or rather his t-shirt currently on your body, before moving to rid you of the material and leaving you in nothing but your panties.

    Jungkook instead nips and sucks at your breast, leaving his mark on a part of your body that can be hidden throughout the day. You've learned in your time together that Jungkook loves hickeys, he loves marking you as his own, and you love being marked as his. You wouldn't even mind him leaving them in a visible place, if you didn't have to go to class and look your professors in the eye.

     Your fingers find purchase in his hair as he claims your body as his own, tugging lightly as he focuses his attention on your nipple, nipping at it slightly before rolling his tongue around it. He looks up at you at your tugging, his eyes still a little sleepy and he offers you a lazy smile before moving lower down your body and disappearing under the duvet.

    "Jungkook," you laugh, attempting to kick the covers off of your body, but instead hitting your boyfriend.

    "Watch it," he laughs, pushing the covers off himself, his eyes bright with laughter as he looks up at you. "You want to see me or something?" he asks, his tone cocky.

    "Don't want you to suffocate," you lie, knowing full well you want to see him as he eats you out.

    His favorite meal in the morning he teased once, earning a punch in the arm from you, but the more you thought about it, the more you realized that was exactly how he treated your body. As if he was starved for you and couldn't get enough. You would never get tired of seeing that.

    He places a kiss to your hip, before removing your panties and throwing them across the room. He stares at your cunt with no shame, something that had you trying to shut your legs the first time he did it, but now made you feel powerful. He would do anything to have you, he had said so many times, and as he looked at you in a way no man had dared do before, you knew he was right. He never made sex feel meaningless, as if every time with you was the best sex of his life.

   He ran a finger up your slit, circling your clit once he reached it, and looked up at you to judge your reaction. It wasn't necessary, you reacted just as you always did, a blissful sigh leaving your lips as he finally turned his attention to where you wanted him most. He smiled as your eyes reopened to look down at him, just as he introduced a finger from his other hand to your cunt, pumping teasingly slow.

    The sound of your slick and breathing fills the room, Jungkook smiling as a moan tumbles from your lips. He adds a second finger scissoring you open, until you beg him for more. It feels good but it not enough to send you over the edge.

    Jungkook chuckles as he moves to kiss you softly and then with a passion you don't think you'll ever get used to.

    "Ready?" he asks as he reaches between your two bodies, gripping his cock.

    "Always," you smile, earning a snort from Jungkook as your legs come up by his arms.

    "Is that so?" he muses.

    You hum in agreement as he slides his tip in.

    "You just love my cock, yeah?" he asks, grunting a little as he continues to slide in.

    "God, yes," you agree; your legs pressing into his sides as your head falls back into the pillow.

    "Good girl," he says, now buried inside of you. "You take my cock so good, baby."

    You go to agree, but your words get lost as he begins to thrust at a devastating pace, that has another moan falling from your lips. Jungkook echoes your cries as you pussy clenches around him, a string of curses fall from his lips, as he moves so that his arms rest on either side of your face.

    "You look so beautiful," he says, smiling widely before kissing you messily.

    "You look pretty good too," you say between deep breaths after he finally pulls away from your lips.

    "You're going to look even better in a few minutes," he smirks, changing the position, so that he is kneeling between you, giving him access to your clit.

    "God I hope so," you replied as he began rubbing your clit, knowing that he's promising you an orgasm. You have no doubt, feeling it build with each thrust.

    "Close?" he asks a few moments later, panting a little as he continues his assault.

    "Yes," you reply, bringing your own hand to one of your nipples, and rolling it between your fingers.

    "You're killing me," he laughs leaning down to place a kiss to your collarbone before continuing his movements.

    Soon you're coming undone beneath him, Jungkook cursing in pleasure, as he pulls out from you, and pumps himself a few times before coming onto your breasts. His favorite place to cum, he'll never let you forget.

    You're panting, breathless when Jungkook falls down beside you, half-heartedly swatting at him to get you a towel or something. He laughs at this, burying his face in the pillow, before suddenly getting up and walking across the room to grab the towel he used last night to dry off.

    "For you," he says with a goofy smile, handing the towel to you.

     You roll your eyes as you accept it and clean yourself off. Jungkook falls back into bed as you do so, groaning about his early class time.

     "You've already had a great start to your morning," you said, throwing the towel towards his hamper, and rolling into his side.

    "Yeah," he started, placing a kiss to the top of your head. "but now i have to leave."

    "That's so sweet," you coo, leaning up to kiss him.

    "I know. You really have the best boyfriend in the world."

    "Oh absolutely," you agree, your tone slightly teasing him.

    "Uh-huh," he mumbles, his hold on you tightening as he shuts his eyes, as if he is catching his last few moments of sleep. "I love you."

    It feels as if the room goes completely silent. Neither of you have made such a claim before, though you knew you felt the same way about him. You don't know why it feels as if the air has been knocked from your lungs, but all you can do is stare back at him wide-eyed.

   His own eyes open as he looks down at you. "Well say something, please. I'm dying over here."

    "Liar,” you say, causing his eyes to widen. “you’re clearly obsessed with me.”

     He laughs at this, burying his face in your neck, before placing a kiss beneath your ear.

     “I love you too,” you admit, causing him to look back up at you.

    "Thank god," he smiled, laying back down and closing his eyes again. "I mean I showed you my dick, so if you didn't say it back, I'd have to murder you. Can't have anyone who's seen my dick walking around campus, just holding on to that knowledge."

    "But what's more important," you replied through your laughter. "Is you showed me your heart."

    Jungkook snorted as you placed your hand lightly over his chest. "That was so cheesy, I take what I said back."

    "Sorry, no take backs," you shrugged before moving to get out of bed.

    Jungkook reached for you trying to pull you back into bed, but you avoided his grasp and began putting his t-shirt back on, followed by the clothes you packed in your bag.

    "Wait, let's shower together," he pouted, rolling to the other side of his bed so he was closer to you.

    "I think I'll pass on the communal shower you share with your brothers, though I do feel disgusting right now," you said, pointing to your chest. "I'll just skip the gym today."

    "Deviating from your schedule?" Jungkook questioned, his eyes going faux wide as he pretended to gasp. "Who have you become?"

    "A slob," you replied, as you stood at the edge of the bed and kissed him one last time before turning to leave his room.

    "Aren't you forgetting something?" he called, causing you to scan the room.

    You shook your head no, while Jungkook continued to gesture to himself.

    "Anything you might need to say? Get off your chest?"

    "None that I can think of," you teased, turning back to the door and opening it to leave. "Oh," you said suddenly, turning back to face him.

    Jungkook smiled proudly at you, leaning back as if he was waiting to take it all in.

    "Don't forget your econ test tomorrow."

    "I know that means I love you," he yelled as you shut the door behind you.

    He was right. That was what it had always meant. Ever since you realized you were head-over-heels infatuated with him.  

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[timeisacephalopod]

Snapshot

A lil Ned/ Peter AU because these boys don’t get enough love! They’re aged up, so they’re in their twenties rather than teens, but still. Its a celeb AU also- Peter plays Spider-Man instead of being him.

“Oh my god I can’t go out there,” Ned hisses at Michelle. She looks nonplussed but she always looks like that even when there are celebrities here. Ok, there are always celebrities here but Ned doesn’t really care about most of them its just that he happens to be a huge Spider-Man nerd and Peter Parker is the best person he’s ever seen cast as the character. Toby Maguire was a travesty, and Andrew Garfield is pretty but not the perfect fit. Peter Parker though, Ned has never seen someone bring the character to life the way he does. Everything about him is absolutely perfect and now he’s sitting at a table with Tony Stark and okay this is... this...

“Ned, get your head out of your ass, he’s in your section,” Michelle tells him.

“You’ve got this!” Liz tells him over the little half wall that separates him from the kitchen area she’s in.

Yeah, he’s got this. He’s totally got this- Peter Parker is just a regular dude looking for food and Ned happens to know the food here is good. He probably eats too much of it, though to be fair he works a lot. Celebrities give good tips and he has school bills to pay for and also rent.

He starts walking over and okay never mind he does not got this he’s a lowly fat boy in school walking towards a person who plays one of the most iconic characters on television right now he is not worthy. He goes to turn around and give his table to Michelle when Peter god damn Parker notices him and smiles, waving a little excitedly and Ned has no choice now he has to go over.

“Uh, hey. I’m waiter, I’ll be your Ned this evening. I mean I’m a waiter, my name is Ned. I will be waiting. On the food. With the food, on you. Um. I’m going to shut up now,” he says, wishing he could banish himself to the shadow realm forever for that. Holy Christ he managed to embarrass the hell out of himself in less than two seconds this is the worst day of his life he hopes the earth gets hit by an astroid large enough that he’ll die long before he has to deal with poor Peter.

*

Yeah, Peter knows Ned is embarrassed but it was cute, watching him flounder a little. “Do you ever get used to that?” he asks Tony.

He shakes his head, “not really. I mean you get used to it in a way that you kind of expect it, but not in a way where you can really accept why people treat you that way. Or I didn’t, I know a lot of people who kind of let that kind of treatment go to your head and we’ve all watched what happens when child stars leave Disney. It really does fuck with people to have everyone treat you like a god only for them to turn around and get pissed off that you act like one now too.”

Shit, yeah Peter has seen that happen plenty but that’s just... not him. He grew up in Queens and didn’t even think he had a shot at landing the role of a lifetime. Hell, he would have ended up working a shitty dead end job because he couldn’t afford to go to college if not for Tony finding him at an improv group and deciding he had enough talent to fund his education. He’s always loved acting, putting on a show, and boy that has come back to bite him in the ass in really weird ways but in the end things worked out really well. Except for the part with the crazy fans, he doesn’t care for that, but that’s part of the job so.

“Hm. It wouldn’t be like... creepy to ask a fan out, right? Like because they’d be way less likely to say no to you? Would that be weird? I think that might be weird I won’t say anything,” he says, sealing his own fate.

Tony laughs, “depends on the fan and that one isn’t the type to worship you and also isn’t the type to stalk you. Keep in mind that consent goes both ways and fans are just as likely to ignore your boundaries. Maybe more, actually, since totally ignoring our privacy and personal space is considered normal and kind of encouraged. But that guy- just flustered. Probably a comic book nerd too,” he says.

If he’s a comic nerd Peter doesn’t see why he’d like Peter much. He can’t even believe the amount of blowback he got from the comic fandom over the fact that he’s trans and playing Spider-Man. Yeah, he obviously expected some blowback because that’s... well, normal not that he wants to admit that casual transphobia is alive and well. But it is, and he expected it, but the sheer amount of people that thought just that part of who he is should disqualify him from playing the character was nuts. Thankfully Peter Quill happens to be a crazy bastard and basically told everyone and their dogs to shove it because he knows what he’s doing. Which, to be fair, he does. And casting happens to be a skill he’s especially good with.

“Think you might be wrong about the comic nerd thing,” Peter says. Comic nerds are bird brains, he has decided.

“If you say so, kid,” Tony says and Peter can tell Tony thinks he’s right but he doesn’t say it.

*

Tony is trying to explain how he and Arthur Curry of all people ended up in a relationship when Ned comes back with food. Poor guy already suffered through drinks and Peter tried to talk to him to try and make him feel more comfortable but it didn’t really work. So when he comes back over Peter grins, “that smells so good,” he says and he is starving. Being stuck under film lights all day is actually exhausting work contrary to popular belief and obviously he gets fed but he’s like a bottomless pit with food. Can’t ever seem to get enough, but he’s always that way. The bonus is now that people read him as a guy no one asks if he should eat that much they just kind of assume he’s a glutton. Which, yay, because pastries.

“Um yeah, its pretty good. I’ve tried basically everything here except the caviar and the escargot because I draw the line at rich people food that sounds like it should be poor people food,” he says and Tony snorts, laughing into his hand.

“Yeah, guess fish eggs kind of do sound more like a thing poor people would eat than rich people. Weird. Also, not good- I’ve tried it and I don’t get the hype,” he says, shrugging.

“Tastes like spunk, I don’t get it either,” Tony says and the response obviously surprises Ned because he looks at Tony with a shocked expression on his face which, in hindsight, is probably why he doesn’t notice Peter’s food go overboard and into his lap. He jumps up before the hot food can do damage, then winces when the plate ends up in several pieces on the ground and Ned looks horrified.

“Its okay!” Peter says fast. “Things happen!”

“I am so sorry!” Ned says, eyes wide in horror.

“Its fine! I’ve had worse things thrown at me,” he says fast. Which is true, but also.

Ned rolls his eyes, “all those people who decided you couldn’t play Spider-Man because of some comic book inaccuracy or whatever bullshit need to look at those comics again because in issue 1034, which was released eight weeks before you even got the role, Gwen Stacy asks if you can lay eggs. Tom Holland, not you, you just play him. Whatever. Anyway, Gwen Stacy is a genius so she’d definitely know that only lady spiders can lay eggs. Also, Spider-Man is well known for his slightly high pitched voice and sure, people can argue that’s because he’s a teenager but I was sixteen once too and by then my voice was normal, so for Tom Holland to have hit puberty that late its totally acceptable to consider the effects of T on his voice and also- wait, no, oh my god. You don’t give a shit about any of this, people suck. They’re transphobes and also you have the perfect frame for it and lets be real, Christian Bale would have been a better choice than Toby fucking Maguire,” he says, flapping a hand around and wincing at his rant.

Peter raises an eyebrow, “there’s actual comic text evidence for trans Spider-Man?” he asks and Ned shrugs, cheeks turning a little red.

“I mean, you kinda gotta dig but if they can randomly make Captain America HYDRA and then unmake him HYDRA when everyone hated that shit trans Spider-Man is much less controversial. Actually, its totally inconsequential because why would that affect being Spider-Man, it just means you gotta take T and you- Tom Holland not you- got bit by a radioactive spider. Is being trans really more unrealistic than that? Because any idiot who claims realism probably need to pull their head out of their ass because the real world ain’t got super soldier serum to give you a shredded bod. Which, by the way, is my kind diet plan- just taking some experimental serum and come out hot. You don’t care about that either, oh my god, I’m getting comic nerd on a celebrity and also your food and-” Peter cuts Ned off to save him from himself.

“I think I might be in love with you, Ned,” he says and then winces, looking to Tony in a panic. Why the hell would he even say that!

“What he means,” Tony interjects smoothly, “is that he thinks you’re adorable, and he wants you number. Maybe a date, if you’re comfortable.”

Ned stares for a long moment. “Oh my god this is exactly season two episode four where MJ asks Gwen out for you even though that’s dumb because MJ and Gwen clearly belong with each other,” Ned says, eyes wide.

“Yeah I know right? Peter- Quill-” he clarifies when he remembers too late there’s two Peters involved in Spider-Man, “keeps pushing for it but stupid TV people won’t let him. So now he’s writing them as gay as possible to piss everyone off, except its kind of backfiring because now everyone thinks he’s queerbaiting but he’s not he’s queer expliciting as much as he can before someone fires him. Also yeah, I just don’t think Gwen is a good match for my character anyways, I mean she’s nice and all that but they’re kind of... platonic. Oh, um, do you know what a Miles Morales is?” he asks because Quill mentioned him and Peter has no idea who that is.

Ned does because he lets out a loud noise that’s halfway between a huff and a squeal and Peter is sure he’s never heard a noise like it before. “Oh my god they’re introducing Miles Morales! Yes!”

Tony throws a dinner roll at him and it bounces off his head, “you shit head, don’t give away spoilers!” he says like it isn’t a meme that Peter consistently gives stuff away. At this point they’ve started using it as marketing material it happens so often. Like that time he opened a supposedly internal poster on his Instagram and faked being shocked when he realized it wasn’t supposed to be public. Everyone ate it up even if they all knew it was fake- obviously it was considering the video was never taken down, but the fans loved it anyway.

“Give me every single spoiler now!” Ned says, excitement written all over his features.

Peter considers saying no but he’s not good at peer pressure, its how he got talked into doing shrooms when he was thirteen and that was a bad plan. “The multiverse explodes and one of the spider people dies but I can’t tell you which one,” he says quickly. Tony throws another roll at him for it but he can’t help it.

Ned lets out a loud screech, “oh my god if Peter Quill kills you I’ll go kill him!” he yells way too loud. People turn to stare and Peter waves them off.

“Talking about a TV show!” he assures people and Ned, to his credit, looks like he kind of wants the earth to swallow him.

“Peter doesn’t die,” Tony says, “and we’re going to leave before Dipshit McGee lets any more spoilers loose. You might not want to tell anyone any of that stuff, people will find you and I really wish that was a joke but its not. You’ll get like twelve cease and desist letters.”

“That’s true, I have like fifty of them in frames and also I’ve been banned from reading scripts until shooting schedule because I really am terrible at keeping things secret and this is really Quill’s fault for telling me any of this stuff and hey wait I don’t have his number yet,” he says and Tony drags him off.

“I’ll get his number and pay, you stop spoiling Quill’s hard work before he decides to kill you next,” Tony says.

[zucca101]

Friendship ending

A lot of people have had friends dump them because they either voted for Trump or don’t hate Trump enough.

And when they are forced to see that the friends they try to dump aren’t horrible people, they perform mental gymnastics to convince themselves that their former friends are horrible people.

The following is a long rant from one such friend of mine and my response. If you recognize who it is, I DEMAND you seek no reprisal from them. I am keeping them anonymous to protect their identity for just that reason.

... A leftist, really now. Ahaha, oh wow.

*Link to the post I made about Lincoln being shot by a Leftist*-Z

Yes, noted Confederate sympathizer and anti-abolitionist John Wilkes Booth. A leftist.I was already keeping you at a healthy arm's length while putting up a vague semblance of friendship for the sake of not rocking the boat on that one server we're in, but holy shit have you ever lost your damn marbles. I can't do this, lmaoI mean, you've got an impressive collection of bullshit on that blog of yours all around, but this? chef kissHonestly, on some level, you impress me. How someone can claim to be anti-establishment while sucking up to the establishment every possible way they can, how someone can claim to be "seeking truth" only to disregard all evidence that can't be traced back to some skeezy reactionary Facebook page or another delivered to you through the impermeable little bubble of right-wingers you've created for yourself along with the right wing side of mass media your purportedly loathe so much... tell me, just how much cognitive dissonance do you deal with on a daily basis?How does it feel to claim to be "pro life", or to claim that you care about others only to push for measures to restrict access to healthcare, or to vehemently yell against anything the government could do that would make it easier for people to come out of the vicious spiral of poverty?(edited)How does it feel to constantly pretend to care about minorities, but only ever use us as gotchas to other minorities that you've internally designated as universally bad in spite of any evidence to the contrary - not to mention, without ever listening to us if we tell you you did something wrong, instead cherry picking those of us willing enough to suck up to the establishment to tell you what you want to hear, so you never have to confront the idea you may have done something wrong?(edited)Hell, isn't that what they call "virtue signaling" in your circles?Beyond your dishonesty to others, ask yourself this: are you even honest to yourself? Aren't you robbing yourself of any kind of personal growth by doing all this? Are you really contributing anything positive to this world by constantly spreading unchecked factoids that instantly fall apart the moment you expose them to any actual scientific sources (you know, the ones people in your general political corner like to call "fake news"), or by spreading the idea that people in dire straits should just pull themselves up by their bootstraps?Or for that matter, by resisting any measure of change towards a fairer society and instead vocally gushing about the virtues of a system that, by its very nature, its very definition, its very -essence- is about fucking over who you can, and quietly plugging your ears to anything you hear about the many negative consequences it has for the world, or the people living in it?Come back to me once you've learned how to maintain a shred of integrity, I suppose. Maybe take some time to reflect on what it means to be a good person. I can't be friends with someone to whom I have to explain why they should care about other people.Goodbye.

This is my response:

In 1865 John Wilkes Booth, a Democrat, assassinated Abraham Lincoln, President of the United States.

In 1881 a left wing radical Democrat shot James Garfield, President of the United States who later died from the wound.

In 1963 Lee Harvey Oswald, a radical left wing socialist, assassinated John F. Kennedy, President of the United States.

In 1975 a left wing radical Democrat fired shots at Gerald Ford, President of the United States.

In 1983 John Hinckley, a registered Democrat, shot and wounded Ronald Reagan and paralyzed a member of his cabinet.

... In 1984 James Huberty, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 22 people in a McDonalds restaurant in San Ysidro, CA.

In 1986 Patrick Sherril, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 15 people in an Oklahoma post office.

In 1990 James Pough, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 10 people at a GMAC office.

In 1991 George Hennard, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 23 people in a Lubys cafeteria.

In 1995 James Daniel Simpson, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 5 coworkers in a Texas laboratory.

In 1999 Larry Asbrook, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 8 people at a church service.

In 2001 a left wing radical Democrat fired shots at the White House in a failed attempt to kill George W. Bush, President of the US.

In 2003 Douglas Williams, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 7 people at a Lockheed Martin plant.

In 2007 Seung - Hui Cho, a registered Democrat, shot and killed 32 people in Virginia Tech.

In 2010 Jared Lee Loughner, a mentalliy ill registered Democrat, shot Rep. Gabrielle Giffords and killed 6 others.

In 2011 James Holmes, a registered Democrat, went into a movie theater and shot and killed 12 people.

In 2012 Andrew Engeldinger, a disgruntled Democrat, shot and killed 7 people in Minneapolis.

In 2013 Adam Lanza, a registered Democrat, shot and killed men, women, and children in the Sandy Hook school massacre.

Leftist? Maybe JWB was, maybe he wasn't. But a Democrat, he assuredly was. Perhaps I overreached in saying he was a Leftist, but I should clarify that when I say 'Leftist' I don't mean 'someone on the Left'. I mean someone who believes The Left is the ONLY way. The same way I draw distinction between Muslims and Islamists. Islamists want to push it on others. Muslims are the broadest defition of those who follow Islam.

And what establishment am I sucking up to....? I don't watch Fox with any kind of regularity. I get most of my facts from self-described 'classic liberals' whose hearts are on the Left, but their minds are more centrist. They have intellectual honesty. I listen to Gavin McInnis to blow off steam, Bill Whittle for the Right of Center take on news and Sargon for Left of Center.

I don't care for the mass media because while I suspected that they were liars and obfuscating before, to finally have iron-clad proof of it is extremely liberating.

And I CHALLENGE YOU to show me where I said that women should not have access to healthcare. Or even hinted at it. What, you think because I know Single Payer is garbage that will create a pile of corpses. I'm against healthcare for women? I've even said that my stance on abortions is that it should be between the woman and her doctor, not the woman, the government, the doctor, some pencil pushers and more. Just as my stance on same-sex marriage is that it should be between a couple and the church of their choice, not to make it legally compulsory and simply flip the oppression over rather than making it fair and equal of measure. And where abortions are concerned, the parental rights of the father are nonexistent. Now, in cases such as incest and rape (Which if you look at the stats, represent a small minority of abortions) still strongly urge the mother to consider life, but if she chooses abortion, while I find it extremely distasteful (The child DOES NOT HAVE A SAY IN THIS) I fully understand and sympathize with the decision.

As for helping people out of poverty, you know what's the BEST way out of poverty that ISN'T a government program?

A job. A simple job. And if the government creates conditions that *encourage* job growth, then you accomplish the same end without making people dependent on the governmnet.

That's not to say that there shouldn't be charity for people who TRULY cannot help themselves. That's a given. But when you extend the scope of those within the perview of the government to give money to to include people who CAN help themselves, then you create dependents. And it's not that they're bad or lazy people. They're taking the least complicated route. If you get more money for not working than you do for working, you'll take the one that affords you free time to spend with your family, friends or on your own pursuits.

Constantly pretend to.... universally bad...? WHAT....? Dude, don't even try that one. Blah-blah, anyone Right of Mao is racist, blah. Pardon my French, but go fly a frikken kite. In my tabletop gaming group, my friend Paul, 2nd Generation Japanese immigrant, is the most decent and kind man I've had the pleasure of knowing. He's a good dad to his kids and a good husband to his wife. My freind Zach is from a huge Filipino family and he's the best GM I've ever met, short of my oldest brother. John grew up in a Cadillac before his parents legally became citizens and came up to America from Mexico. These are guys I trust, literally, with my life. And none of us give a crap what the other looks like.

And I admit, for a while I was 100% not on board with Transsexualism. But since then I've come to stand that an adult who has spoken to a therapist and doctor, sorted out their feelings and decided after consideration that they wish to transition is completely fine by me. It doesn't hurt me or anyone else and if they've spoken to a therapist, then they're not setting themselves up for something regrettable. Now, trans-trenders, who want the status of being special and different, but don't want to go through the heartache and effort of making that transition, I call out for their bullshit, because not only are they full of shit, they're robbing REAL transsexuals of their credibility, their agency and their respect. And for some transsexuals to come out and say 'You don't have a right not to have sex with a transsexual', can't you see how that would rub some folk the wrong way?

Don't even try to talk to me about science, friend. I studied biology, agricultural science and psychology and I know a thing or two and when someone obfuscates or has nothing peer-reviewed, then I get suspicious. Again, I'd sorely love for you to point out where I was 'anti-science'.

And if you're suggesting that Socialism is your fluffy 'Fair Society' then I suggest you travel to Venezuala. I have a friend who lives there and the picture he paints is NOT a pretty one. How do you define a 'Fair society'? Because I define it as a society that rewards effort. You do a hard day's work, you make a fair wage and you work your way up the ladder. You can't try to take luck or privilege into account on EITHER Socialism or Capitalism, because there is no way to quantify the variable of luck and when you look at privelege, then it exists in the pipedream of Socialism too, because the people running it will ALWAYS BE BETTER OFF than the people who are not. That's simple human nature. The Great Wheel of Life as the Buddhists describe still exerts its effect on a Socialist state as much as a Capitalist. But unlike Socialism, at least in Capitalism you have, barring disability, the same shot as anyone else does to earn a good living.

I find it laughable that you sit there, where you are, and decry someone you know through occasional chats as either a good person or a not good person based on arbitrary variables.

See, the truth is that life is not as black and white as that. It's an exquisite composition of greys and other colors.

Sometimes life is good, sometimes life is not, but if you are free to self-determination (Something you DO NOT HAVE IN SOCIALISM) then you have a chance to better yourself. You DARE to accuse me of not caring about people out of one side of your mouth, while, with the other, propping up Socialism, which *DOES NOT CARE* about people to the point that a child is worthy of sacrifice due to SIMPLE INCONVENIENCE?! Sorry, but *fuck* that is the very cognative dissonance you accuse me of in plain and flagrant view.

I push myself to be a good person. I don't hurt people, I volunteer, I help the seniors at my church with many needs, I'm there for my friends and family and will drop what I'm doing to help, I treat everyone working retail with respect and actively try to make their day brighter, I don't care what color someone's skin is, I don't care if someone is disabled (My best friend back in Youth Bowling League and a better bowler than I, was a deaf boy named Arron), and I am generally considered to be very 'chill' in person and am so without chemical intervention. Does that make me a good person? I don't rightly know. I just do the best I can with what I've got. And I don't *dare* to assume that I have moral highground unless it's a truly clear-cut case. I've never killed, raped (Even though 3rd Wave Feminism insists that in every man there is a rapist that needs to be taught not to rape_) or stolen anything (Some shoplifting in my youth notwithstanding). In other words, I try to be a decent and polite person and let the world decide if I am or not a good person.

But what boggles my mind is that the line between good person and bad person is tied DIRECTLY to what side of the political spectrum they fall under. That is simplisticly childish. As is the 'Come back to me when you care about people' nonsense.

I will again wait for you to come to your senses and realize that life is not a cartoon with cartoonishly one-note people.

Genuinely warm regards,

-Zucca

[rileypalmer-blog]

Get To Know Mun!

tagged by :  @prettyboygcnius

1. What is your middle name? Anne 2. How old are you? 28 3. When is your birthday? December 23 4. What is your zodiac sign? Capricorn but I am a cusp so some Sagg. traits 5. What is your favorite color? Deep red 6. What’s your lucky number? 13 7. Do you have any pets? A dog 8. Where are you from? Indianapolis originally 9. How tall are you? 5′6″ 10. What shoe size are you? 8 usually 11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? Uhhhhh 7 I think? 12. What was your last dream about? I see my best friend for the first time in 13 years, we go watch fireworks, then he tries to kill me 13. What talents do you have? Writing, drawing.... I can lick my elbow, is that a talent? 14. Are you psychic in any way? Eh, tiny bit maybe. I’ve had some instances... 15. Favorite song? Almost everything ever. RN, probably Do You Feel It? by Chaos Chaos 16. Favorite movie? Breakfast Club 17. Who would be your ideal partner? IDK, the Ronin Jin from Samurai Champloo isn’t real so... 18. Do you want children? I have one. I’m done. 19. Do you want a church wedding? Didn’t do that either, lol 20. Are you religious? Yes 21. Have you ever been to the hospital? A couple of times 22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? Do speeding tickets count? Got one of those. 23. Have you ever met any celebrities? Nope 24. Baths or showers? Showers for getting clean, baths for relaxing 25. What color socks are you wearing? None! It’s summer time, hopefully I won’t wear any for a month but when I DO wear them they don’t match. I haven’t matched my socks since I was 14, I don’t plan on starting that again 26. Have you ever been famous? Nope 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? Depends on what I’d be famous for 28. What type of music do you like? Pretty much everything but mainstream rap 29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? Yup 30. How many pillows do you sleep with? Two 31. What position do you usually sleep in? I’m everywhere 32. How big is your house? A little on the small side but it works just fine 33. What do you typically have for breakfast? Cereal. Or pizza. Mostly cereal 34. Have you ever fired a gun? Yup, I own a couple 35. Have you ever tried archery? Had a bow a long time ago 36. Favorite clean word? Wait, there are clean words?? Uh.... soap? 37. Favorite swear word? Fuck or dammit 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? I can’t remember. I love to slep tho, so no more than 24 hours I think 39. Do you have any scars? Yup. Biggest is a c-section scar 40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? Not that I’m aware of 41. Are you a good liar? Maybe *squints* 42. Are you a good judge of character? Eh, so so. My main rule is, don’t trust anyone until they’ve earned it 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? I tend to do an English one if I watch too much BBC 44. Do you have a strong accent? Um... I have no idea?? 45. What is your favorite accent? Oh jeeze... I can’t pick just one 46. What is your personality type? Laid back (except when a topic interests me), easily bored, creative, semi anti social 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? My boots 48. Can you curl your tongue? Yup 49. Are you an innie or an outie? Innie 50. Left or right handed? Right-handed 51. Are you scared of spiders? Depends on how big they are 52. Favorite food? Hmm... pizza I think... Or sweet and sour chicken 53. Favorite foreign food? Chinese or Italian 54. Are you a clean or messy person? Ordered chaos 55. Most used phrased? “What the fuck?” or “You’re killin’ me Smalls!” 56. Most used word? Dammit or fuck 57. How long does it take for you to get ready? Normally, like 10 minutes 58. Do you have much of an ego? Nope 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? I’m not big on hard candy 60. Do you talk to yourself? Yup 61. Do you sing to yourself? Also yup 62. Are you a good singer?  My family is musically inclined, but not me. I guess I’m about average 63. Biggest Fear? Car accidents, losing people, looking in mirrors in dark rooms.... 64. Are you a gossip? No, not really 65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? AAAnd I have officially forgotten the name of every movie I’ve ever seen 66. Do you like long or short hair? Long on me, depends for other people tho 67. Can you name all 50 states of America? Maybe? 68. Favorite school subject? Art. And lunch. Yes, lunch is a subject, don’t argue 69. Extrovert or Introvert? Semi introvert 70. Have you ever been scuba diving? Nope 71. What makes you nervous? Too much to name 72. Are you scared of the dark? Nope 73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? Depends on the correction/mistake 74. Are you ticklish? Yes but it pisses me off 75. Have you ever started a rumor? No 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? When I worked at Subway 77. Have you ever drank underage? Yeah 78. Have you ever done drugs? No 79. Who was your first real crush? My step cousin when I was like, 3 80. How many piercings do you have? One. My left ear is a 12 gauge 81. Can you roll your Rs? Yup 82. How fast can you type? Eh, so so. If I’m in the mood it’s pretty fast 83. How fast can you run? Run? What is this word you speak of? 84. What color is your hair? Reddish rown 85. What color is your eyes? Brown 86. What are you allergic to? Bullshit 87. Do you keep a journal? I am addicted to buying them, but I rarely stay interested 88. What do your parents do? Mom works in a deli, dad’s a mechanic 89. Do you like your age? I don’t have an issue with it, I just have an issue with what people say I should’should not do at my age 90. What makes you angry? Too much to list 91. Do you like your own name? No. It’s too common 92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? I have a little girl named Katheryn but if she would have been a boy we would have named her Gauge 93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? I wasn’t too partial but I have a girl now 94. What are you strengths? Creative, patient to an extent, empathetic 95. What are your weaknesses? Stubborn, messy, empathetic 96. How did you get your name? Mom says it’s for her step sister, grandma says it for her grandmother, dad says it’s from a Boston song so, who knows? 97. Were your ancestors royalty? Not that I know of 98. Color of your bedspread? Goldish 99. Color of your room? Gold and dark red 100. Favorite celebrity? Matthew Gray Gubler, David Tennant, Johnny Depp, and Alan Alda.

[if-only-angels-could-prevail]

here’s my LONG ASS POST where i talk about my favorite movies of the year!* i included 11 favorites, 6 alternate choices, a list of my favorite performances, and a list of my favorite music in these movies.

*in this case, “year” means “awards season”

THE BEST ONES (11 picks because I couldn’t narrow it down to 10)

20th Century Women

After Mike Mills’ masterful ode to fatherhood in Beginners (a movie that changed my life as much as any movie ever has), he matches his predecessor and then some with 20th Century Women. This is a brilliant, moving, and funny rumination on womanhood and motherhood, on what it means to be a woman, and even an examination of what feminism means in America’s constantly-changing cultural landscape. Partly based on Mike Mills’ own childhood, he described the movie as a love letter to the women who raised him, and the affection and honesty is on full display. It examines three very different women, played by three wonderful actresses, and their effect on the adolescent Jamie, Mills’ own self-insert. It’s timely, political, charming, and full of stunningly relevant dialogue about gender conformity and what it entails. This is a movie about womanhood, for everyone.

American Honey

This is a movie best described by contradictions. It’s intimate and it’s epic, it’s dreamlike and it’s realistic, it’s devastating and emotionally fulfilling. There is very little story to speak of--Star is an 18-year-old woman who joins a ragtag group of young people who sell magazines across the country. The whole movie is meandering, but Andrea Arnold (a brilliant director, also check out Fish Tank) fills this simplistic storyline with so many quiet observations and confrontations that by the end, one feels both completely full and all the more curious. It is contemporary filmmaking at its most poetic and immediate.

Arrival

This is a movie that will leave (or rather, has left) everyone talking, which is exactly my type of science fiction. It’s a quiet testament to critical thought and language, and how thrilling it can be. My only quibble is that as wonderful as Amy Adams was (and she really was pitch-perfect), I think I might have enjoyed it more with unknown faces playing these characters. But that’s not the point. The point is there was one single moment--literally down to the very second--immediately before the end credits rolled when the entire movie clicked for me, and I was overjoyed. Such moments are extremely rare in film, and I can only hope other audiences experience (or did experience) the same ecstatic epiphany that I did in that final moment. 

The Handmaiden

A Korean gothic lesbian revenge story. I was sold as soon as I heard the description. This movie reminded me of all the most exciting plot-twisty mind-bending Hollywood creations (Gone Girl came to mind a lot), but the thrills were propelled even further by the sheer visual panache and gorgeous design work that are sometimes lacking in said genre. The acting was extraordinary as well. Another movie that’s probably best knowing very little about before you see it. It’s thrilling, violent, beautiful, and passionate storytelling. 

Hell or High Water

I’m slightly biased because I love the idea of the contemporary western (True Grit and The Homesman are two of my recent favorites), and this is a prime example of old-fashioned western filmmaking with a strong contemporary sensibility. Like 20th Century Women, it seems to exist in multiple generations, and even as the characters talk about something completely unrelated, I was acutely aware of the divide, of the fascinating visual contradictions. To me, this cultural conversation was the underlying force behind the way this old-hat story was told. But don’t get me wrong: this is a pitch-perfect screenplay, possibly the best of the year. And the cast is insanely good. 

Hidden Figures

I wanted to stand up and cheer at multiple points. I teared up during at least five different scenes. This is Hollywood filmmaking at its most shamelessly crowd-pleasing, and I ate it all up. I think when you have a story as worth telling as this one, a little crowd-pleasing is earned. It’s entertaining from beginning to end, and its cultural imprint (highest-grossing of all the best picture Oscar nominees) will be empowering from years to come.

Jackie

The best biopics are about more than one person. The best biopics both relate someone’s story with accuracy and use their story to confront the audience with their own selves. This is exactly what Jackie does: it’s an unsettling movie that gets under your skin, asking questions about celebrity, about luxury, about culture, about womanhood, all the while offering a stunning character portrait of one woman. This isn’t just a history lesson: this is a confrontational masterpiece, using this figurehead as a lens to examine our own selves. Jackie Kennedy passed away when I was less than a year old, but by the end of this movie, I felt like I knew her, and I felt like I knew myself better than I had before.

Lemonade

Beyonce casually reinventing the movie musical genre. Lemonade celebrates black femininity in a revelatory and empowering way. And yet, speaking as a white boy, it can be adored by anyone with an appreciation for aesthetic beauty, and anyone who loves music. (Seriously. Amazing music.) Like some other movies on this list, the narrative is thin, but it’s thematically tight, gripping, and always exuberant to watch. It will move anyone who’s struggled through an adult relationship, and even those who haven’t will feel privileged to watch this raw and emotionally naked portrait. It also proves that movie musicals need not be nostalgic fluff pieces (*cough*)--they can be current, they can be iconic, they can be culturally relevant, they can be hot-blooded, angry, sensitive, thrilling, poetic, feminist, and last but not least, unapologetically and exuberantly black.

Miss Sloane

I’m biased because I love Jessica Chastain. But his movie delivered. It’s about a fast-talking political lobbyist and how she navigates the political sphere, confronting her coworkers, her enemies, the law, and (most significantly) her own conscience. Its conversations are timely, as one would expect. But I found it most interesting as a contemporary morality play. Like Jackie, Miss Sloane is a character study which isn’t content being a mere character study--it confronts the audience on well-worn but ever-timely questions of how we define morality, happiness, and success. Some of the dialogue comes across as cheesy faux-Aaron Sorkin, which has drawn some criticism. The critics are right, but I ate it all up. This movie is more entertaining than any movie about a political lobbyist has any right to be, and even when it veers toward the unbelievable, it’s an awesome ride.

Moonlight

If I keep going back to the phrase “visual poetry,” it’s because this year in movies was an embarrassment of riches in that regard, Moonlight being a prime example. Every shot, every frame, felt so vital, deliberate, and beautiful. Moonlight is many things--a careful rumination on masculinity, a testament to parenthood, an artfully-crafted coming-of-age movie--but above all else, it’s a love story. A black gay love story, told with sincerity and a lot of heart. Quietly groundbreaking and cathartic.

Silence

Is it too bold to suggest this could be Scorsese’s masterpiece? It’s certainly among his most ambitious. And it’s painstakingly crafted, and dramatically tight. Andrew Garfield and Adam Driver (both acting up a storm) play 17th-century Jesuit priests who experience extended religious oppression in their efforts to spread Christianity throughout Japan. I know that sounds boring. But Silence is a force of nature, jaw-droppingly epic in scope. And yet for all its hugeness, for all its passion and melodrama, there is a stinging intimacy throughout that keeps one caring for these characters as if they’re longtime friends or brothers. And like every good period drama, it feels achingly contemporary, and the story feels heartbreakingly current. It’s a behemoth of a movie that my own paltry superlatives can hardly scratch the surface of, but trust me: it’s incredible.

ALTERNATES 

Allied

Great old-fashioned filmmaking without pandering to nostalgia. It’s an extremely handsome movie, and it’s dramatically taut, but the story still manages to defy your expectations at every turn. Brad Pitt and Marion Cotillard are wonderful movie stars, perfectly cast in this old-fashioned yarn. I wish it had managed to find more of an audience, because it’s top-tier Hollywood storytelling.

Fences

Fences is indisputably a great play, so even a version that feels like a self-conscious adaptation is still going to be awfully good. Viola Davis is perfect, as we all know. Denzel Washington's performance felt too big for my taste, as if he didn’t do much in terms of translating his performance from stage to film, but obviously he’s a wonderful actor and charismatic as hell. Since not everyone can see Fences onstage, this movie is a damn good substitute.

Hail, Caesar!

The Coen brothers are likely my favorite movie directors working today--their last three movies in particular have all been extraordinary (A Serious Man, True Grit, Inside Llewyn Davis). Hail, Caesar! seems like an unusual next step for them, going back to some of their zanier antics, with a loving tribute to old Hollywood. But this isn’t cheap nostalgia--this is a deliciously original story, full of wacky surprises, a LOT of kooky characters, and some completely unexpected gags. It’s pure entertainment, if you’re buckled up for a lot of weirdness.

The Jungle Book

Another “pure entertainment” entry. I was awed by this live-action remake of the Disney classic. The artistry in the CGI was mind-blowing, and it had such an awesome power on the big screen. The classic story was told with care and economy, but the design and visual beauty was the main draw. And I always support unprompted musical numbers in non-musical movies.

Kubo and the Two Strings

Beautiful, beautiful designs, and a wonderfully original and twisty story. In retrospect, I wasn’t sold on all the plot elements, and the mostly-white cast playing Japanese characters seemed indelicate for several reasons. But it was visually stunning, the music was gorgeous, and the story was laudably original and full of imagination.

The Lobster

What makes dystopian stories so appealing is they offer the audience a lens to look at their own society through a foreign and fictional concept. The Lobster is a great example, offering a look at society’s expectations for how we treat romance and sex. The script starts to verge toward too much concept at points, but I found it compensated for its heavy plot turns with a treasure trove of wry observations. The acting and the execution is good, but in this instance, the script is the main draw, and one that left me thinking long after I had finished.

INDIVIDUAL PERFORMANCES I LOVED

Annette Bening and Greta Gerwig in 20th Century Women

Amy Adams in Arrival and Nocturnal Animals (despite my quibble about casting movie stars in Arrival, she delivered a brilliant performance)

Viola Davis in Fences

Kim Min-hee and Kim Tae-ri in The Handmaiden

The always-brilliant Jeff Bridges in Hell or High Water

The entire cast of Hidden Figures

Natalie Portman in Jackie

Beyonce in Lemonade

Joel Edgerton and Ruth Negga in Loving

Michelle Williams in Manchester By The Sea

Jessica Chastain in Miss Sloane

Ashton Sanders, Andre Holland, Jharrel Jerome, Naomie Harris, and Mahershala Ali in Moonlight

Nathan Lane in No Pay, Nudity

Andrew Garfield in Silence

Paul Dano in Swiss Army Man

MUSIC I LOVED

Hail, Caesar!

Hidden Figures

Jackie

The Jungle Book

Kubo and the Two Strings

La La Land

Lemonade

Moana

Moonlight

Silence

Swiss Army Man

[chokemeseokjin]

for that ask thing... do em all... all 170... do it 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

OK LET’S DO THIS

1: How tall or short do you wish you were? I wish I was like 5′6″ tbh i’m too tall2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not) fucking dragon mate3: Do you have a favorite clothing style? I like kinda cute pastel shit but not really girly? does that even make sense?4: What was your favorite video game growing up? Nintendogs?5: What three things/people do you think of most each day: My gf, bees and flowers6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say? Approach with caution, cries easily and afraid of loud noises7: What is your opinion on Mo being unfaithful to Jimin? Unsurprising and relatable (ily)8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic] IDK9: Are you ticklish? incredibly pls don’t touch me10: Are you allergic to anything? I’m lactose intolerant so… yeah11: What’s your sexuality? bi bi bi12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa? tea i am a brit after all13: Are you a cat or dog person? B O T H14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson? vampire fam that’d be so cool15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber? either Dan and Phil or Tomska, Dan and Phil are one in my head ok shut up16: How tall are you? 5′10″ :)))17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to? Evie bc that was what i was going to be called and I would prefer it,,,,18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!] idk fam19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits? kinda?20: Do you like space or the ocean more? S P A C E FAM THE STARS ARE JUST !!!!21: Are you religious? nah22: Pet peeves? When ppl walk really slowly in the middle of the fucking pavement23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]? nocturnal24: Favorite constellation? gemini obviously where my hoes at25: Favorite star? Kim Seokjin26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls? the fuck are they?27: Any phobias or fears? the dark n clowns28: Do you think global warming is real? yes???29: Do you believe in reincarnation? yeah i guess I do30: Favorite movie? Super 8! Pls watch it! support my kids!31: Do you get scared easily? yes like seriously easy32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime? 233: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.] BEST BLOG EVER 10/10 WOULD LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE AMEN34: What is a color that calms you? Pastel blue35: Where would you like to travel and/or live? Japan and Hawaii! 36: Where were you born? hospital in my home town37: What is your eye color? very blue38: Introvert or extrovert? introvert39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs? I think they’re interesting but the ones in magazines n shit are bullcrap40: Hugs or kisses? hugs pls41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now? my gf :(42: Who is someone you love deeply? ur mum43: Any piercings you want? more on my ears and maybe my nose44: Do you like tattoos and piercings? yes!!!!45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so? i have yh46: Talk about your crush, if you have one! how to describe min yoongi,,,,47: What is a sound you really hate? metal being like dragged along something u know what i mean48: A sound you really love? kim seokjin when he gets lines :))))49: Can you do a backflip? no i’m not jungkook50: Can you do the splits? nearly lol51: Favorite actor and/or actress? I lov Andrew Garfield with all my heart 52: Favorite movie? u asked this already but I’ll chose another one soooooooo um Breakfast Club bc i am a white girl53: How are you feeling right now? sleepy54: What color would you like your hair to be right now? same colour it is now tbh55: When did you feel happiest? sleeping56: Something that calms you down? watching youtube videos specifically gaming ones idk why but it’s rlly calming57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!] probably lmao58: What does your URL mean? i want. kim seokjin. to choke me. ok? are we clear? 59: What three words describe you the most? a fucking loser60: Do you believe in evolution? yeah61: What makes you unfollow a blog? posting rude/mean stuff or just if I don’t enjoy their content anymore, i don’t mean any harm or anything lol62: What makes you follow a blog? if it’s pretty/memes63: Favorite kind of person: nice people who’re funny and caring and actually give a shit about me and other ppl, not just themselves64: Favorite animal(s): meerkats, giraffes n bees65: Name three of your favorite blogs. @oh-no-its-mo​ @jinsasleep​ @taechy​66: Favorite emoticon: i’m on my laptop!!!! the sparkly heart!67: Favorite meme: um idk? the in tarnation one is p funny atm tho68: What is your MBTI personality type? fuck i can’t remember the rarest one i know that for sure69: What is your star sign? Gemini, come fight me70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog? no jfc she wont even sit when i ask the hoe71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most? denim mini skirt thing, tights n some cute top 72: Post a selfie or two? no73: Do you have platform shoes? i am tall enough74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself? I hate potatoes 75: Can you do a front flip? no jfc76: Do you like birds? yah77: Do you like to swim? I’m baically Rin tbh78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you? Swimming i have no balance 79: Something you wish didn’t exist: donald trump80: Some thing you wish did exist: free traveling 81: Piercings you have? 5 in ma ears82: Something you really enjoy doing: writing and dying83: Favorite person to talk to: my gf84: What was your first impression of Tumblr? yo it was awful i was superwholock bullshit asshat i still hate myself for it i’ve been here too long85: How many followers do you have? 983!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes? FUCKING HELL NO87: Do your socks always match? no88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely? yes89: What are your birthstones? emerald 90: If you were an animal, which one would you be? dragon91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be? oh fam a fuckin scabious they’re the shit92: A store you hate? superdrug93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day? i had 6 one day it was a mistake94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds? flyyyyyyy95: Do you like to wear camo? yes sir96: Winter or summer? summer97: How long can you hold your breath for? i can swim a length of the pool underwater98: Least favorite person? donald trump99: Someone you look up to: is it cheesy to say namjoon?100: A store you love? the fat ass topshop on oxford street101: Favorite type of shoes? cute ballet flats102: Where do you live? LDN 103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why? bacon104: What is your favorite mineral or gem? i just thought of that fucking goat meme bye105: Do you drink milk? no i would die106: Do you like bugs? some107: Do you like spiders? small ones108: Something you get paranoid about? e v e r y t h i n g109: Can you draw: a little tho i’m sure others would disagree110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked? idk fam i haven’t rlly been asked one111: A question you hate being asked? is ur hair naturally that colour112: Ever been bitten by a spider? no113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach? yah114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days? sunny!115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now: my gf jfc how many times have i answered with that 116: Favorite cloud type: penis shapes ones117: What color do you wish the sky was? pink118: Do you have freckles? yah 119: Favorite thing about a person: their laugh120: Fruits or vegetables? fruit121: Something you want to do right now: sleep tbh122: Is the ocean or sky prettier? sky123: Sweet or sour foods? sour? i dont rlly like sweet stuff much124: Bright or dim lights? in between aaaaaye125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature? unicorns i read a book when i was little that convinced me126: Something you hate about Tumblr: drama and ppl caring too much about shit that dont matter127: Something you love about Tumblr: making friends and seeing ppls amazing art!128: What do you think about the least? what a weird question um idk slugs?129: What would you want written on your tombstone? fucking finally130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now? Saitama? to see how much it would hurt131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself? my entire being132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures? i dont smile at all if i can help it133: Computer or TV? computer134: Do you like roller coasters? sort of135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness? motion yess not sure about sea136: Are your ears lobed or attached? attached137: Do you believe in karma? yes138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are? a strong -4139: What nicknames do you have/have had? El, Ellz, Petra, Sharpay, bitch, hoe, shut up ellen140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends? yeah141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink? nope142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others? Good most of the time143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help? giving!!!!!!144: What makes you angry? rude people145: How many languages do you speak fluently? two146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries? anyone who’ll have me tbh147: Are you androgynous? no148: Favorite physical thing about yourself: my eyes?149: Favorite thing about your personality: i guess i’m kind idk150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person. my gf (again), Jess and Ellie151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose? dinosaurs, i would make them my children152: Do you like BuzzFeed? their snapchat thing always makes me laugh153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.] through this god damn website thanks to pepekwan,  romance at it’s finest kids154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons? yes155: Do you like to play with others’ hair? yes156: What embarrasses you? literally everything157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious: again, literally everything158: Biggest lie you have ever told: i’m straight 159: How many people are you following? too many160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)? 46,715 JFC161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)? none162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)? 1,758163: Last time you cried and why: i can’t actually remember 164: Do you have long or short hair? medium!!!!!!165: Longest your hair has ever been: nearly to my waist166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon? never really affected me tbh, people can believe what they want to beleive as long as they’re not hurting anyone/ pressuring anyone to believe in it too167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created? not really no168: Do you like to wear makeup? yeah u dont wanna see me without it169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds? no?????170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully? yes I have ur welcome Mo ily

i didnt check this so sorry if there are mistakes lol 

[navigatingthecrucible]

Monday Movie Wisdom #1

Phew...I almost ran out of Monday on this one! This first edition of Monday Movie Wisdom is brought to you by Spider-Man 2.

“…sometimes you have to be steady and give up the thing you want most, even your dreams.”

I absolutely adore Spider-Man. In fact he’s probably pretty close to being my favorite superhero. I hesitate to say favorite because there are some pretty magnificent ones and it’s really not my style to have an “all time favorite.” I prefer to have a group of favorites…but I digress.

I remember vehemently claiming that I would never, ever, in a million years watch The Amazing Spider-Man movie because HOW DARE THEY TRY TO REPLACE TOBEY MAGUIRE! 

It had only been a few years! But…I watched it and I fell into the spiral that is Andrew Garfield and Emma Stone and they are so adorable and I loved them so much! Sigh.

But I will always have a soft spot in my heart for the “original movies.” Tobey was an excellent Peter. Andrew brought some sass to the character that will forever make me swoon but Tobey was the essence of Peter in my mind. Adorable. So adorable but super nerdy! And so in love with his Mary Jane. And so good. I love the good ones. 

I know the slightly dark ones get the broody, sexy vibe with their capacity to be bad but they choose to be good. (Yeah, yeah…I willingly accept Oliver Queen but I draw the line after that.) I love the guys that choose to do the right thing and sacrifice over and over to save people.

Peter Parker’s story really spring board’s off the place of “personal vendetta” but it doesn’t take long for him to get caught up in the bigger picture—in saving people because it’s the right thing to do. In the first film, he learns that “with great power comes great responsibility.” And by the second film he is super responsible…as Spider-Man. Peter Parker however is a different story. He’s about to be Flunky McFlunkerson in school, he’s a bit of a shoddy friend, can’t hold down a pizza delivery job,

and doesn’t have a snow ball’s chance in hell at winning the girl he has loved FOREVER! 

There’s a pesky group of people that depict Spider-Man as a bad guy (here’s looking at you Jonah) and Peter begins to wonder if being a hero is really worth it. It’s a pretty pitiful stretch of film. The guy gets kicked in the face multiple times while trying to put papers back in his backpack. 

That’s how bad it is! On top of all this confusion, his Spidey powers start to malfunction (for lack of a better term). Peter has an eureka moment and decides that he is done being Spider-Man. Forget you webs!

Peter starts to get his act together. He shows up for class. He does good work. He ignores the sirens that used to constantly pull him away from anything and everyone and he shows up for that play! 

He gives this beautiful speech to the girl he loves, that he can be there for her. He wants a chance MJ! Things are looking up!

But villains will be villains. Thanks Harry! Thanks a lot!

So used-to-be bestie, Harry Osborne spends the majority of the movie pumping Peter for information on “The Bug.” He thinks that Spider-Man obviously killed his farther (not obvious at all, he just put him down on the sofa). He wants revenge because he loved his father (actually he more despised his father but at the same time desperately wanted his approval). People and their personal vendettas in the Spider-Man movies! Harry decides to leverage Doc Ock in order to get access to Spider-Man. Meanwhile Peter has been having a chat with Aunt May because he is still not at peace. You can’t ignore a part of you simply because it’s convenient. Aunt May of course drops some serious sage wisdom on the topic of being a hero:

“Courageous, self-sacrificing people. Setting examples for all of us. Everybody loves a hero. People line up for them, cheer them, scream their names. And years later, they'll tell how they stood in the rain for hours just to get a glimpse of the one who taught them how to hold on a second longer. I believe there's a hero in all of us, that keeps us honest, gives us strength, makes us noble, and finally allows us to die with pride, even though sometimes we have to be steady, and give up the thing we want the most. Even our dreams.” 

Peter comes to the conclusion that he can’t run from who he is supposed to be. He embraces the webs and resolves to “break up” with MJ for like the 4th time. The poor girl has been yo-yoed quite a bit in this movie. The meeting with Mary Jane goes very badly. And by badly, I mean that Doc Ock kidnaps MJ. Fast forwarding a bit…

There’s a knock down, drag out fight between Spider-Man and Doctor Octavius with Mary Jane chained to a metal beam. But the super “sun” energy source that Doc Ock spent his life trying to create starts to suck in New York City. Peter tries to appeal to Otto’s humanity to help him save the city…and he listens because Peter is amazing! But also because you can feel it in Peter’s pores that he knows this is a crucial opportunity for Otto to bring a little redemption to the mountain of collateral damage he accrued in the pursuit of his dream. Those good guys even want it to end well for the bad guys! In this case it doesn’t end all that well for Otto, but his dying act does save NYC so there’s that.

 At this point the fighting and the blasts have pretty much blown the Spider-Man mask right off of Peter’s face. Peter’s adorable and nerdy person is clearly revealed and Mary Jane can finally see what he has been all along, a hero! This is great news for her because first she had a super crush on Spider-Man, and then she had a super crush on Peter and then TA-DA: same person! 

But her hopes are soon dashed because the thing that Peter wants the most, the thing that he must give up, is a relationship with her. He chooses to be steady, to give her up because he wants her to be safe. They are both heartbroken and she leaves to marry the astronaut.

 This is one of the side effects of being a superhero; they brazenly make decisions for other people if they think it is the right thing to do (regardless of what the other person feels). It has been used countless times and will be used countless more times and we will continue showing up for it because the superhero is just trying to do the right thing and protect the people they care about! But this is what I love about Spider-Man 2 and other stories that embrace a similar path: MJ decides that she will have none of it! She’s going to be with Peter because she loves him and it is her choice to put herself in the line of danger, not his. BAM! Peter gets the girl and the webs!

(Until the third movie, but it’s best to just sweep that piece of awkward under the rug and forget it happened.)

 Let’s talk wisdom! Being steady is a good thing; if you’re trying to balance anything you want to be steady. But herein lies the rub, we humans tend to be impatient and flighty. We want to build a life and pursue our dreams, to make much of the time we have been given, but often the best course of action to achieve those things is to be steady. It’s true, sometimes we will have to give up our dreams because they become burdensome or unnecessarily straining on life (here’s looking at you Otto). But most of the time, (and this is where I think we should add a qualifier to Aunt May’s piece of wisdom) being steady means giving up the thing you want most, for right now. Have hope, be steady, and wait for your dream to be fulfilled at the proper time. I needed this wisdom today because I have dreams. I have good dreams that I wish I could make happen right now, but I have to be steady. I have to be what God has asked me to be in this moment and to wait on His timing for the rest.

P.S. I will NOT be watching this new version of “Spider-Man” they insist on making!