#i want to be windbreaker’s official writer

[sunnyangy]

After school treat 🍃

- Umemiya

or any of your faves <3

The heat of the sun was burning your skin as you sat on your desk in your class, next to the window. The class was boring, and you didn’t even understand what the teacher was trying to explain. But you knew that soon, the bell would rang and you could get out of this class. You couldn’t wait to get home, and finally relax after this hard day of class and chores at Fuurin High. Today you didn’t do much saving, but more like washing off graffitis on the walls. After around 10 minutes, the bell finally rang. Everyone got up and started gathering their things, you included. You put all of your belongings in your bag, and got out of your class. You walked towards the stairs, but you suddendly felt arms get around you, as a weight was like dropping on your back. And you heard a familiar voice : your boyfriend’s voice. Umemiya’s voice. He laughed against your ear as he hugged you close, before kissing your temple and making you turn towards him.

« How was class love ?? » he asked you with his usual big smile, looking adorable, even if you had to look up to meet his gaze. He put his hands on your cheeks before giving you a quick peck, without giving tou time to answer. He then grabbed your hand, and walked towards the stairs.

« Was good but pretty boring towards the end » you answered, with a soft sigh as you interlocked your fingers with his. He looked at you, and smiled.

« From what I heard, you did a good job today ! I’m proud of you ! » he said with a bigger smile, ruffling your hair with his other hand. You made your way out of the school, as you two walked towards the center of the city, where all the stores were located. Your hands were moving back and forth between you, as you walked towards the mall. Firstly, you went to a clothes store. You picked many items with Umemiya’s help, before going to try them all as he watched and gave you his opinion. But if you listened to him, you should take everything because everything suits you so well. You ended up taking a dress and some shirts, one of them being Umemiya’s choice and gift. He also took some jeans and a shirt for himself, that you also helped to choose. You then went to a media store, where you looked at games, CD albums, mangas, anything you found. You got some mangas, as Umemiya got some books on plants and vegetables. After paying, Umemiya brought you to an ice cream shop, and got you a vanilla cone, and a chocolate cone for himself. You two sat on a bench, your bags put to the side. He had an arm around your shoulders, and was eating his ice cream as he explained to you « why tomatoes should be in direct exposure to the sun ». You didn’t understand everything but you were happy that he was sharing his passion with you, as his eyes were shining and his smile was one of the cutest. He finished his cone faster than you, and kept talking. As you ate the last piece of the ice cream, you wiped your mouth and hands with the napkin, before putting your hands on his cheeks. You looked in his eyes for a split second, but you had time to see the surprise in his eyes as you kissed him lovingly. He smiled in your kiss as he leaned in too, kissing you deeply and full of love. He then pulled back, looking at you with a loving gaze. You caressed his cheeks with your thumbs, before softly telling him

« Thank you for the treat, Umemiya. »

He smiled even more and pulled you in a hug, a hand in your hair and the other on your back.

« You’re welcome princess ! »

Oh how adorable Bofuurin’s leader is. You know this isn’t the first or the last time he’ll take you out and give you a treat, as you, his precious princess, deserves it.

y’all i love Umemiya so much you don’t even understand HE’S THE SWEETEST HE’S MY MANNNN

[graemepark]

LONG LIVE HOUSE EXTRA RETURNS!

My regular Long Live House Extra DJ Mix returns after a festive break. The mix is an extended and uninterrupted mix of the first hour of the latest Long Live House Radio Show with extra tracks not included in the show and it’s exclusively available every Monday to Mixcloud Select subscribers (see below).

This week's mix features Gabriels, Funkadelic & Soul Clap feat. Sly Stone, Rose Royce, That Kid Chris, Hercules & Love Affair & Anohni, Honey Dijon feat. Latashá, S'Express x Daddy Squad, Ashley Beedle, Louie Vega & Jay 'Sinister' Sealee starring Julie McKnight, Kenny “Dope” and more.

LONG LIVE HOUSE EXTRA 09JAN23

Title (Mix), Artist

A Message Of Love, Beatconductor

Turnaround, Lovetempo

Love & Hate In A Different Time (Greg Wilson & Che Wilson Remix), Gabriels

Let's Do It, Tuccillo

In Da Kar (XL Middleton Remix), Funkadelic & Soul Clap feat. Sly Stone

I Am One, I Am Many (T.U.R.F. Rejack), James Curd

Sweat, Majestic & Karen Harding

Car Wash (Broken Blues PDM Mix), Rose Royce

Let's Hold Our Hands Together If We Wanna Get There (Lipelis Disco Mix), Kito Jempere, Adam Evald & Antoha MC

The Beef, That Kid Chris

Jesus Is (AJ Mora Vocal Remix), Zona feat. Chellena Black

Mistral (Charlie Soul Clap Remix), John Camp feat. Greg Paulus

One (Seth Troxler Remix), Hercules & Love Affair & Anohni

Don't Be Afraid, Honey Dijon feat. Latashá

Music4TheMind, S'Express x Daddy Squad

Way Up To The Sky (Groove Mans Hypotherapy Mix), George Acosta presents Windbreaker

War On The Bullshit Revive, Ashley Beedle

Let Them Dance (Idjut Boys Remix), D.C. LaRue

Diamond Life (Deep Dish Numb Life Remix), Louie Vega & Jay 'Sinister' Sealee starring Julie McKnight

Brazilica, Kenny "Dope"

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[violetmuses]

Play No Games - Rick Flag (18+ MINORS DNI)

TITLE: “Play No Games” (18+ MINORS DNI) || Rick Flag 

FANDOM: “Suicide Squad” Film Universe

CHARACTER: Rick Flag

PAIRING: Rick Flag + Female Reader 

MAIN STORYLINE: That one night actually meant so much more…. 

Author’s Note: Hey! This project has been written as a direct sequel to “Met Him Last Night.” As a warning, the One Shot includes SMUT content. (18+ Minors DNI) Adult themes, strong language, etc.

Met Him Last Night - 18+ MINORS DNI 🖤

Main Masterlist 💜

J Krew: @nerdysuperchick @a-reader-and-a-writer @babblydrabbly @lacontroller1991 @shadowkittybucky @loverhymeswith @justin-hammers @weallhaveadestiny @xoxabs88xox @katjnordstrom96   @mayhem24-7forever @fangirl0917 @skvatnavle @sociiallydiisoriiented @heresathreebee @alieninoklahoma @bewitchedignition @maddu-oliveira @reveluving @sugapapichulo @hodgepodge-of-rog @ijustthinkrickflagisprettyneat @ed-baldwin

__________

2021

Unfortunately, back in 2016, both of you swore that whatever “action” taking place in his office that night didn’t mean much. It was only a physical moment between strangers. Even on the following Saturday night, having dinner was just courteous. 

Once Mondays rolled back around, you resorted to being strangers for the sake of professionalism. You nod. He nodded back. You wave. He waved back. Nothing happened that night. Absolutely nothing. Both of you kept that secret since. 

Now, five years later, Colonel Rick Flag has resigned from ARGUS. One life-threatening Task Force mission that occurred in Corto Maltese had woken this man up. Waller acted ruthless for years, but Starro determined the final straw.

Rick turns off the radio mid-song and parks that truck. He’s only been sitting in the official ARGUS headquarters lot for just a few minutes and all around him, other vehicles crowd space. 

Before long, it doesn’t take much for Rick to be thankful that he’s hiding. For all he knows at this point, Amanda Waller herself could spot him and end up reinstating work. 

Ahead, that forsaken building looms in the distance, almost mocking Flag in silence. Even his access lanyard still rests in the glove compartment and credentials feel like a relic that he can't get rid of. There’s no other choice. Six years is a long-ass time. 

Before Rick can change his mind and leave this parking lot instead, his mind flashes to you out of nowhere. 

He scrambles out of that truck, grabs the old lanyard, running into this building quickly. 

His thoughts soon hope that everyone is crowded and busy inside to keep him hidden. Flag needs to stay in the shadows of this place until further notice. 

Last go round, he remembers that you don’t have your own office, sharing desks with other staffers. Still, while lurking between people in the building, Rick doesn’t see you working near those cubicles right away. Maybe you’re out for coffee or sick. 

Sighing, just before he glances towards his watch and plans to leave out for good, he looks up to finally see you walking down the hallway. 

If it wasn’t for his own quick thinking, you would definitely ignore Rick’s presence altogether. 

“Hey,” His Southern drawl almost whispers towards you and your own steps pause mid-stride as soon as you notice him. 

“Hi, what’s going on? I thought you quit.” You briefly smile toward Flag with respect and soon corner yourself to speak with him. Neither one of you want to disrupt other people, especially coworkers. 

“I did.” Flag clips the reply and crosses both arms while facing you. He’s sporting another windbreaker jacket now, but blondish hair sweeps to the side, rather than showing that military buzz cut. 

“Then what are you doing here, Flag? Ready for round 2?” You tease him, somehow keeping your words close to him. Meanwhile though, Rick slyly wants to kiss your fingers as soon as you form the number “two” with your hand. 

“Don’t do that.” Flag hitches that warning, intoxicated by the memory of thrusting inside of you. 

“All right.” You scoff, brushing off this moment, planning to walk away and swinging those gorgeous hips. God, your hips. 

Of course, Flag is still respectful enough not to slap your ass in public, too, but the temptation lingers. 

“Bye,” Rick starts waving goodbye towards you, but you turn around and catch his palm, holding hands. 

“Will you come back home with me?” You can’t lie to yourself anymore. At least Rick knows what’s really happening if he turns you down. 

“Yes.” He answers and ghosts his lips back towards you, fighting the strongest urge to kiss you in this hallway. 

_______

It’s not enough to hook up again in another office this time around. By nightfall, both of you agreed to meet at your home. 

As soon as Flag reaches this main bedroom, he shuts the door and grabs your face once more, whimpering into the kiss almost immediately. For the second time, you backpedal with him into the rear wall and keep going, desperate just like before. 

You squirm again, trying find another round of friction before Rick’s belt buckle loosens up. 

“Look at me.” His words are different now. He wants you to face him this time as he unfastens the belt. You whimper again, remembering the past already. You’ve thought about him every day since, no matter how unprofessional that night was. 

He cages you, breathing against your neck over and over again. You nearly melt after taking off your panties and realize just how slick you both are for each other. 

“Please.” You beg Flag as he kisses your neck, tasting the sweat that has already loomed on your own skin. As you look down  for a moment, his erection stand up, waiting for you. 

Flag is still respectful and hurries to slip on a condom before he could traction with you now. Even then, this man just might explode if he must wait any longer to be inside you again. 

Lining himself up with your entrance, he reaches out and holds the back of your head, prompting immediate eye contact. His hazels bore into your soul and you nearly want to sob. He’s so damn pretty. 

You cry out loud as soon as he fills your core, shutting both eyes in the name of pleasure. 

“Shit.” Rick furrows his brow, overwhelmed by this very concept of you returning to him. You still feel so deliciously tight, no matter the position. 

And yet, the way you look at him up close only makes tonight worse. Your eyes are lidded, taking his dangerous thrusts like a good girl once again. 

“Baby…” You forget his name, calling him anything out of desperation. Rick wants to cry, knowing that he never should’ve brushed you off five years ago. 

“Look at me, Darlin’. Fuck!” Holding the back of your head once more, Rick can’t hold eye contact with you much longer either, already moving closer and closer towards this proverbial edge. 

You spill first while that condom protects each of you. Rick then only ends up stuttering the pace of his own hips for this second time, giving you warmth. 

“Hi,” You greet him, cooling down. 

Once you decide to look at him, Rick smiles coyly and still runs capable his fingers through your hair. 

“Hey,” Flag repeats to you, just like down in the hallway back at ARGUS. Silence falls in your bedroom otherwise, but neither one of you feel uncomfortable. 

___________

That next day, sunlight beams from every window as Rick wakes up in bed with you. His famous kisses now move along your bare neck, open-mouthed and ready because he wants to make you smile again. 

“Mornin’, His finger gently pinch your chin and he leans inward to kiss your lips, forever yours without words. 

You smile against his lips once he stops and looks into those hazel eyes again, feeling grateful. 

No more games. It’s just you and him until the end of time. 

[whats-k-popping]

First off, I LOVE YOUR WORK! Seriously one of the best writers here. Can I request a feverish SJ? Maybe they’re at rehearsals and he’s freezing cold. He bundles in his hoodie but it’s not enough. So he borrows a sweater from jk, yg maybe too. The members are oblivious to sj being sick as a dog until they realize he’s put on so many layers of clothing. Fever, slight emeto? Maybe jk and yg as main caretakers? 💜

💜💜💜 Thank you so much! I really appreciate it! I loved this prompt. Wearing other's clothing is one of my favorite tropes! I hope this pleases!

Pairing: Jinkook || Yoonjin || Yoonkook - platonic

Words: 1508 (counting this as a drabble even though it's 8 words over)

Warnings: Fever || Emeto || Sick Member || Graphic(ish) Descriptions of Illness

Management told them to dress warmly. They said it was going to be cold and they should dress in layers. So they did. Each of them came to the stage fully layered up. Taehyung even had gloves on. They knew they’d be out there for a while. They had to test all their choreography on the new stage. They had to make sure they had enough space, make sure they take advantage of all the space. Make sure everyone knows how to move around on the new stage. Everyone needs to be comfortable moving around on stage. They had to test all the lighting and sound equipment. It could turn into a long day. 

But the sun comes out, heating up the arena. And as they move around and practice their choreography, their layers become too much. As they start to build up a sweat, running up and down the stage, working on choreography, learning the timing. Each member abandons layers of their clothing, casually throwing them to the sides of the stage. Thankfully, they’re all prepared with t-shirts to continue the rehearsal. There’s no time for a costume change. 

Everyone is sporting the tour’s official merchandise t-shirt, except for Seokjin. Seokjin’s still wearing his hoodie. And when it’s not his turn, he wanders the stage collecting the coats of the other members. Not because he loves cleaning up after the members. Not because stray clothes on the stage could become a tripping hazard. But because he’s positively freezing. 

Yoongi's sweatshirt, Hoseok's windbreaker, Namjoon's cardigan, Jimin's flannel, Taehyung's trench coat, and Jungkook's leather jacket. He’s got them all wrapped around him, in addition to his own hoodie. And he’s finally warm. He can finally stop shivering and focus on hitting the notes he’s supposed to hit. Maybe he can actually make it in time to the choreography formations. Maybe he could finally get something out of this rehearsal.

The other members giggle and laugh at Seokjin, thinking he’s just being cute and silly with all their clothes. It’s not out of character for him to be a bit out-there during a rehearsal. It helps keep all of them in good spirits. Between songs, Hoseok sneaks pictures of Seokjin all puffed up in their collective jackets. No one suspects anything out of the ordinary. 

Midway through the rehearsal, clouds litter the sky. The warm sun is gone and there’s a cold breeze circling the arena. They ignore it as long as they can, letting adrenaline warm them. But soon it’s not enough and they want their layers back to get through the rehearsal. One by one, they remove the layers that Seokjin’s hoarding in order to regain their own warmth. 

Seokjin starts to tear up and layer after layer is peeled off of him. He can feel the cold pricking against his skin once again, back with a vengeance. He mourns the loss of warmth when he’s left with just his own hoodie to cover his shaky frame. 

Jungkook notices Seokjin’s change in mood as he puts his jacket on. He’s instantly concerned, “Hyung, what’s wrong. Why are you crying?” All the members turn to look at Seokjin. 

The oldest member scrubs at his eyes and shakes his head. He doesn’t feel well. But he doesn’t want to admit it. He doesn’t want to disrupt the rehearsal. He doesn’t want to cause any delays. Overwhelmed by the 12 questioning eyes on him, he runs off the stage. Jungkook runs after him, Yoongi follows. 

Seokjin starts feeling nauseous as he runs away. Maybe it’s the sudden sharp jostling motion? Or maybe it’s the drastic change in temperature? He went from having seven comforting layers to one measly hoodie. He was so warm, now he’s freezing again. It feels like he’s teleported from Hawaii to Antarctica. It’s a shocking change. 

He stops at the first trash bin he sees and leans over it to expel the meager contents from his light lunch. It buys Jungkook and Yoongi time to catch up. They position themselves on either side of their hyung as he finishes vomiting. Yoongi rubs Seokjin’s back while Jungkook holds his hair and whispers comforting phrases.

Seokjin spits the last few chunks of lunch into the bin before straightening himself up. He shouldn't have raised his head so fast. Now he's seeing black spots dance across his vision and he falls back against Jungkook. Jungkook braces for Seokjin’s weight when he sees the older man start to sway. 

Jungkook feels Seokjin for fever. It's hot, but he doesn't want to be the one to make that call. So he subtly gestures to Yoongi to feel too. When Yoongi presses his hand on Seokjin's forehead, he lets out a slow whistle. "Hyung, how long have you had this fever?" 

Seokjin shrugs. “been cold,” he admits. 

Jungkook’s eyes widened like he’s finally cracked an important case, “Is that why you were wearing our jackets, hyung?” 

Seokjin nods. Yoongi clicks his tongue. “You should have said something, then.” He feels guilty that they were all poking fun at him when he really just wasn’t feeling well. 

“Yeah, I know.” Seokjin slurs. 

Yoongi orders Jungkook to bring their sick hyung to a couch. Carrying Seokjin to the couch proves to be simple. The oldest vocalist is light, he doesn’t resist. Jungkook sets him down with care. Yoongi and Jungkook have to get back to rehearsal. They have to inform the other members of Seokjin's condition. But they want to make sure Seokjin's taken care of first. They don’t just want to drop him on a manager. Making sure he’s comfortably resting is the least they can do. 

Seokjin’s shivering at the loss of Jungkook’s body heat. He curls in on himself and moans miserably. Jungkook looks around the room, searching for anything they could give Seokjin to use as a blanket. He comes up empty handed. The only things around are stage costumes. Their stylists will kill him if he touches them. 

Yoongi seems to have the same idea. Without a second of hesitation, Yoongi pulls his sweatshirt off and places it over Seokjin’s body. Jungkook quickly follows suit with his jacket and drapes it over his hyung. He watches as Seokjin clings to the fabrics desperately. “It’s a start,” Yoongi says to no one in particular. “Jungkook-ah, I’m going to go find a medical staff. See if you can find anything else to keep hyung warm.” Jungkook nods and Yoongi walks off. 

The maknae fumbles around for a minute. He looks at the member’s bags packed into cubby spaces and decides to dump them out. Maybe some of them have extra clothes. He figures they’ll probably be upset with him for going through their things. But he’s sure they’ll understand given the situation. All the members’ belongings are in a big pile in the middle of the floor. 

The first thing he sees is a pair of athletic shorts. They look like Jimin’s. He decides to swap them for the sweatpants he’s currently wearing. The fleece sweatpants would hopefully bring Seokjin more warmth. There’s a scarf that looks like something that Taehyung would wear. He wraps it around Seokjin’s neck and shoulders. There’s a beanie, a few muscle shirts, extra pairs of socks. A couple packs of hand warmers that Jungkook activates and tucks around Seokjin’s body. Someone even has a bath towel. It’s amazing, Jungkook muses, that someone thinks to pack a towel but none of them have a blanket. Pretty soon, he’s used every piece of stray fabric. He tries his best to sort the rest of the items back into individual piles to the best of his knowledge. The members can fight about it later. 

Seokjin lets out a relieved sigh as he snuggles himself into the nest that Jungkook’s crafted for him. He’s finally feeling warm again. “Mmmm, thanks Jungkook-ah.” He sounds tired. 

“You’re welcome, hyung.” Jungkook strokes Seokjin’s warm cheek while they wait for Yoongi to return. The maknae things Seokjin won’t last that long. He’s already trying to fight off sleep. “It’s okay, hyung. You can rest.” Seokjin doesn’t need to be told twice. 

Yoongi bursts through the door with two medical staff in tow. Jungkook shushes them, signaling that Seokjin’s fallen asleep. Yoongi then approaches quietly while the medical staff start pulling out supplies. He sees the mess on the floor then moves his eyes to Seokjin. It looks like a lost and found pile. But Seokjin looks satisfied in his sleep. The rapper chuckles, “Well done, Kook.” he rustles the younger’s hair. “Come on, the medical staff can take care of him from here. We have to go tell the others.” Yoongi helps Jungkook to his feet and guides them back to the stage. 

When the rest of the members hear about Seokjin’s fever, they’re all willing to sacrifice their jackets back to hyung. But Yoongi assures them that Jungkook had him covered. They won’t know what that means until after the rehearsal. But Jimin has his suspicions. Jungkook is wearing his shorts, after all. 

A/N: As always, thanks for reading to the end! Feedback is always appreciated. And please let me know if I missed any tags or TWs. Please call me out for any errors you notice!

[follyoliver]

God this was like five centuries ago but I made a note to myself to talk about how much I loved Jesus’s coming out scene and I never did and now he’s dead and so is Tara (and so are Eric and Denise and Tara’s first girlfriend whose name I never caught, she died so quickly) and we’ll NEVER have a functioning queer community at this rate!

And the nice gay nurse/PA/do these titles matter in the apocalypse? who was so in love with Siddiq turned out to be a Whisperer and KILLED SIDDIQ when he figured it out! Goddammit!

I am thankful for the interesting relationship developing between Magna and Yumiko but I still feel like I barely know them after all this time. Also: is Kelly gay? Or is she just ........extremely gay-looking? Either way I love her, and her style. Angel Theory wore a FANTASTIC leaf-printed bomber style windbreaker thing on one of the Talking Dead eps and I’m so here for it, and Kelly’s style on the show has been Extremely Good from the start. Her earring! I love her. I love her.

(Also also: is Daryl Actually Closeted???? I thought For Sure he was in love with Connie - he started learning ASL!!! Obviously he’s in love and it’s very sweet - but when Carol teased him about it he told her it wasn’t like that, and she was all like “why not? Connie is nice! And alive! There’s not that many nice people left alive you know, and you’re not getting any younger sir” and he just shrugged and insisted it wasn’t like that and would Not elaborate. Which could mean that it Absolutely Is Like That, and Daryl is just shy and cagey and guarded and doesn’t want to be hurt or rejected or get attached again only to lose yet another loved one ......it could easily mean that. But it also seemed like Daryl was seconds away from mumbling, “I ain’t into women like that” and Carol, after a second, being like “well what about Aaron then” and Daryl getting up and leaving)

Anyway, Jesus came out to Maggie at Hilltop before the War, and he said something about growing up in group homes and being emotionally unavailable with people, including boyfriends, and that maybe he’s ready to start opening up now, and it was so delightful! Look, a character who is not introduced as “hello I am a Gay Character”! A character who is complicated and interesting and competent, who we don’t always trust, who isn’t therefore Evil, who has a backstory I want to know more about, who can give Rick and Daryl a run for their money, who is kind of funny - one of our few gay characters! And he’s single, and he’s established as being Bad At Relationships (but for sympathetic reasons!) And he’s a gay Jesus! I love that. I love a gay Jesus.

I think actually he got written more and more boringly after he came out, and that the writers are a little risk averse with their gay characters - they don’t want to be problematic, which I get - and that the boringness contributes to their untimely demises - because the writers and the audience get bored with them :/ (on the other hand, Aaron started out a little boring and has only gotten more interesting as time goes by! He’s still not as interesting if you’re not already invested in him because of him being gay, I acknowledge that. But he’s got a metal arm and they’re trying to do a Dark Aaron arc right now, which I approve of, even tho I’m not sure they can carry it off believably. Aaron always seems so earnest and sweet, even when he’s Dark. Is it the writing or the acting?)

I’m so mad that Jesus died. We didn’t even get to see him and Aaron kiss even one time!!! They were never even officially together, they just seemed like they were headed that direction. Frustrating! I really wanted to see Jesus run away from a difficult emotional conversation (maybe Aaron is like, “so you could be gracies other dad” and Jesus is like “oh look a convenient zombie horde, bye”) and then Aaron is all sad, and also they’re separated, and Aaron thinks Jesus is DEAD, and Jesus continues to avoid him for a while because he feels guilty for running off and he thinks Aaron is mad at him, but then he finds out that Aaron thinks he’s dead and he races back to Aaron’s house only to find Alexandria abandoned ....or something along those lines.

We’re back down to only 3 Canonical Gays on the show and I’m mad about it. I’m mad about what’s happening with Ezekiels arc too, for the record. The best character! I hope he gets deus ex machina’d by the helicopter people like Rick did because I cannot Stand it if he dies. :(

Also they should’ve made Tara a stoner, it would’ve livened up her character arc and also I really think there’s textual basis for it, but that’s a whole other post

[builder051]

26, 28, and 55. Since I´m like the official sponsor today :p Also, what do you feel like writing (I won´t supply a prompt because I already got two AWESOME fics this week, but I´m still interested).

Scariest moment

I’m trying to think... I’m a very stoic film watcher.  I hardly ever get scared or jump or cry or even laugh in the cinema.  I usually take it all in and stew on it for a few hours (or days) afterward.  I had a lot of anxiety going into Infinity War because of some, uh, potential spoilers that didn’t happen but are going to happen in Endgame... I’ll come back to this in the #55 answer, but I’m pretty attached to certain characters, and losing them would be kind an emotional hit, almost like hearing the actor had died or some old schoolmate had died (like someone I didn’t really know personally, but knew about them and distantly cared for them?)

I also think the end of Avengers (2012) was pretty tense, after Tony crashes back out of the wormhole.  Because the film didn’t shy away from killing of Coulson, there was this sense of not quite knowing how sad/dramatic the story would go.  And Marvel has really stuck with that--not shying away from death in a manner that gives a lot of drama.

Funniest moment

Let me just preface this by saying MCU humor is 1000% my style (though Captain America/Iron Man/Hulk are more me than, say, Thor or Quill).  I really enjoy Tony calling Thor “Point Break” (I love that movie).  Any of Tony’s nicknames are very funny to me.  I also got a kick out of the part in The Incredible Hulk where Betty gives Bruce the giant purple windbreaker pants because that’s the only thing she could find with an elastic waist.  It’s a good throwback.

Did Marvel changed my life in any way?

Where to even start...  I’ve always been attracted fo fandom culture, even from early childhood.  I got really into the characters from my favorite books and movies, pretending they were my friends, making up little fanfics and sickfics in my head...  I got attached to Marvel by accident in 2012.  I’ll spare you the details, but I was in crisis and just needed something to stew on.  I think the way the MCU gives the characters a more complex array of emotions and backstories than the comics and earlier movies reels me in, but the drama is never completely sorted out on screen, so I have a lot to keep thinking about after watching a film.  The characters are human, but I want them to be more human.  That‘s why I write with them.  I’ve done a lot of working through my problems that way.  The fanfic work I’ve done has made me a much better writer and a better person.  I love the characters like they’re friends.

And Marvel helped me meet real people, too.  I  started posting to AO3 only after I started writing Marvel (even though I’d written fanfic before), and you, Cat, were my first online friend.  I remember when we used to write letters to each other in the comments on my fics... I’m so glad you did.  Then I jumped to Tumblr, met this great community, found @mohini-musing, other marvel fans, other sickfic fans...It’s been great.

As for what I’m interested in writing today...  I don’t know.  I wrote down a bunch of random ideas a couple nights ago, but they’re kind of deep, so they might be better saved for longer pieces.  One is a Stucky h/c romance thing, and the other is Daredevil.  I might also have a slight idea for something very short for Venom.