#oh gosh I was gonna ramble but I’m still reeling I don’t think I can think coherently what in the name of everything just

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

Just finished the Doomsday VOD and it was

A lot. A lot More than than I was expecting. I-

[timextoxhajima]

hi dana.. if it’s possible can i request some angsty wangsty based on niki la la lost you with eric🥺 and ughh i really love your writing like crazyyyyy

♥ title: la la lost you in april [also part of @sunlightwoo ‘s 12 Months I Loved You collaboration project]

♥ member: tbz eric

♥ genre: f2l, ex! eric x fem! reader, model! eric [SFW!]

♥ warnings: swearing, some mentions of sex [like, once i think]

♥ wc: 3.4k

♥ a/n: sis when i first heard the song I absolutely loved how you used 'angsty wangsty' so I hope this one does it for you the way you imagined it <3 [fyi i wrote it in like, a camcorder recording audio format which is something i’m trying out so please hmu on whether it’s difficult to read/understand!]

[REC: APRIL 2, 2019 - 6:39PM] SOLO LOG #1

Are you seeing this? This is the most beautiful sunset I’ve seen. I gotta get a shot of this-

Hey! Hey! I could help you take a picture with the sunset if you want to!

Oh! Would- Would you? That’d be great!

Of course! 

...

Here. Is it alright?

Yeah, yeah, it’s cool! Thank you so much!

Are you recording something? Is it a- Are you vlogging? Are you a vlogger?

Yeah, no... I’m actually on a solo trip for a bit.

Oh, where are you from?

Just the next state. 

Ah! You’re taking a break off... life then? I assume? Sorry if that came out weird.

No! No no! It’s alright! Yeah, I just needed a short break from... y’know, school and everything. My semester ended pretty early on so I took the chance to come out here and... see some new sights, meet some new people.

I get that. Well, for a start, what’s your name?

Oh, I’m y/n. Nice to meet you! And you?

I’m Eric. 

[REC: APRIL 4, 2019 - 10:34PM] SOLO LOG #2

It is the 4th of April, 2019. I know, I know, I’m meant to do a daily vlog for all the 50 days I’m here but... it’s been... wow. Um... so I met Eric, the first day I touched down. The beach is just, about a 10 minute walk down and the sunsets are absolutely gorgeous. But uh... call me a fool and say that I’m living in the clouds but- what are the chances?

He’s funny, he’s such a great person to be around with y’know? Never a moment of like, awkwardness or stress and my God, look at me talking about a boy like that, though I met him 2 days ago. 

...

Um, he’s a freelance model. For those freelance shoots by UNIQLO or Target or something and he complains about the pay sometimes, but he looks good infront of a camera, so he’s... actually the one who won at life, really.

I’m not seeing him soon because he’s got a shoot out of town and he’ll be back next week. But I did get his number and he’s been texting me since. 

...

Wouldn’t it be funny if we end up together and then I have this whackass of a reel to show him? Jesus... I need to stop getting ahead of myself here. Freakin’ living in the clouds, aren’t I?

...

Anyway, I’m gonna go and see if I can get my weird projector shit up and working. See you.

[REC: APRIL 7, 2019 - 5:14AM] SOLO LOG #3

It is... 5am... uh, April 7th- and I was just binging FRIENDS through the night, waiting for the sunrise before I get some shut eye and then... Eric just asked me out. Oh my God! Um, he’s coming back this Thursday and I’ll go see him at the airport before we go get dinner.

It was really funny ‘cause he had to wake up early for a shoot today and so his day has just begun but mine’s coming to an end and I just- I’m rambling so much, it’s kinda- it’s kinda sad, isn’t it?

I think I’m too happy to sleep right now so I’m just gonna text him some more before the sun rises- oh! He replied!

...

Anyway, I’m gonna go and finish up this last episode before sleeping. Hopeful I can sleep. Bye!

[REC: APRIL 11, 2019 - 4:28PM] SOLO LOG #4

I am on my way out right now to go meet Eric at the airport, and I’m... it’d be an understatement to say that I’m excited. I know I’ve only known him for like, 2 days before he left but... I miss him. Is that possible? Missing someone despite knowing them for 2 days?

Anyway, I gotta go. Don’t wanna be late to see him.

[REC: APRIL 13, 2019 - 10:23AM] SOLO LOG #5

Oh! Is that what you had-

Yeah! It’s the same camera!

What are you vlogging for, actually? Like-

Nothing, really. It’s just for my own usage-

Wait, you didn’t like set that up last night while we-

Oh, God, no! Who do you think I am?

I don’t know, I mean, we’ve known each other for... is it two weeks-

Just under two weeks-

Jeez-

I know, I know, oh my God.

...

I don’t regret it though. Yeah, like- I don’t really go down to the beach that often in the first place and it just- it just so happened that you were there that day and I saw you struggling with this old thing-

I was not struggling!

Yeah you were!

I wasn’t-

I’m kidding! Gosh, you’re so cute.

...

Are you gonna have the camera recording while this carries on?

I forgot it was on-

One day we’re gonna accidentally make a sex tape-

Eric!

[REC: APRIL 17, 2019 - 1:15AM] SOLO LOG #6

-ould you pass me the hot water?

Mm? What?

The kettle over on the counter. Careful, it’s hot. Yeah, thanks.

Do you need help with-

It’s just instant noodles, sweet. Doubt I need a diploma for this. You’re recording again?

Yeah, does it bother you?

No, no, ‘course not. Though that means I can’t really do whatever I want to now.

What does that mea-

...

I can... still taste that bit of milk tea you had just now-

Could you tell it’s zero sugar?

I don’t think that matters, it’s still sweet and not great for your health to have that so much.

Aw, and yet you’re the one who suggested noodles at this timing, yeah?

You were hungry too!

...

Here, it’s done. Help me get the bowls? 

Did you even wash these?

Yeah, I did. If you don’t trust me, you can run them under the water for a bit.

Mhm. Here.

If it’s not enough, we can call for Macs.

Y’know, I’ve never had Macs past midnight back at home.

What? Really? Well, when you get back in May, would you try?

Yeah, why not? Maybe I’ll do that when I’m back in school. 

...

What date is it today?

April... hold on, um, 17. Careful, that’s hot.

...

When are you leaving again?

May 22. 

Are you planning on coming back anytime soon after?

I don’t know. I have school to worry about and the only other time I can come back’s probably during winter break in November.

...

I won’t be around in November.

Mm? Why not?

I’m moving.

To where?

I’m not sure yet, but I need to move depending on whether I get it and where the shoot’s at.

Shoot? It’s a big project, huh?

Yeah, it’s- it’s a pretty big deal.

...

I’ll- Let me just go and...

[REC: APRIL 20, 2019 - 7:49PM] SOLO LOG #7

-idn’t have to!

No, c’mon! It’s such a great time to get this on camera! Come on, tell us what just happened!

Well, I just scored a huge model contract with Calvin Klein - in Manhattan.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I’m so fucking proud of you, oh my God! Can you believe it-

No, fuck off, I can’t either! 

Oh! Calvin Klein!

...

I swear, you’re an angel sent to me-

Fuck off!

I’m serious! it’s so timely- I just can’t- I’m just so happy to have met you.

...

Well, you heard it first here, ladies and gentlemen. Eric Sohn is a new model for Calvin Klein - Manhattan.

[REC: APRIL 21, 2019 - 12:40PM] SOLO LOG #8

It is 12.40pm... April 21st, 2019. I’m finally back in my apartment after crashing at Eric’s for the last... 10 days? I think it was 10 days. My clothes were running out and I didn’t want to hike up his water bills so I just came back and- y’know did my own laundry.

...

Well, it’s- it’s been an absolute dream. The last thing I expected to... have, or meet? Here, is Eric. Um, but I know I’m probably going to regret this. Especially when May 22 comes. Uh... this is... it’s real bad. I mean, we’re great, y’know? But... it’s bad, because I know it’ll hurt. Like a bitch. When my time here is up, and I gotta go back to my reality, and Eric’s gotta stick to his. 

We haven’t really talked about it. May. I don’t think he wants to, and I don’t think I want to either. 50 days is too short. Either that, or I shouldn’t have come here in the first place. I shouldn’t have gone to the beach that day, in that hour. 

...

I just wish we had more time. I wish 24 hours were... maybe about 100 seconds more per minute. Does that make sense? 160 seconds per minute. Then again, I don’t think that’d solve my problem. I’ll still be on a ticking... time bomb. 

...

I know I shouldn’t say this. I know I can’t. I know I can’t afford to. But... I... I love him. I love Eric. With every... bit of me. It’s so... disgustingly cliché, but I feel so... comfortable with him. There’s really nothing we’d fight about, and even if we disagreed on something, we’d play it off like a debate, then forget about it the next day.

...

I love him. I do. And I’m going to regret this later. Without a doubt.

...

[REC: APRIL 27, 2019 - 2:02AM] SOLO LOG #9

-ou can see the stars?

I don’t know, that’s why I’m trying, sweet.

...

Can you see them?

Yeah, maybe if I just turn this ISO- Oh! I can kinda see the North Star-

Oh! Yeah, you can! It’s really feint though.

Right.

It’s okay, we can just lay it down here-

On the grass? Will your camera be fine?

Yeah, yeah, or else you can just put in on top of my bag- here.

...

Here, can you see me? Am I in frame?

Yeah, you’re in frame.

Okay, great. Now get over here!

...

I can taste the smoothie you had just now.

Too sweet?

A little.

...

Oh my God! Put me down! Oh- not there! It’s ticklish- AHHHHH!

...

y/n, I have something to tell you.

Mm? What is it?

...

Hello? Earth to Eric?

I... I love you. So much... and I can’t bear to see you go in May. 

Oh, Eric...

No, I- I don’t want you to stay- or even think about it, ‘cause, you have your priorities and I have mine y’know...

Mhm.

I just... I just wished we had more time. 

I do too. I really do.

...

Eric?

Hm?

I love you too.

...

...

...

[REC: MAY 1, 2019 - 4:23AM] SOLO LOG #10

1st May. 4...30? Am? I believe. Um, Eric’s sound asleep in his bed and I couldn’t sleep so I decided to do a log. 

...

I have... 3 weeks left. 4 weeks have gone past just like that, and I don’t know what to think about it. I came for a 50-day retreat. No stress, just myself and peace and quiet and tranquility and yet-

...

I- I don’t know if I can do this.

...

[REC: MAY 7, 2019 - 3:58PM] SOLO LOG #11

So, Eric’s in shoot right now and I’m on the way into the studio with some donuts and coffee to surprise him. I called his manager and asked if it was okay so- I’m pretty psyched to see his workspace. 

...

Hi, I’m y/n, I’m here to visit Eric?

Ah, okay! Hold on, let me just get you signed in with the pass-

Count me in!

You sure? This Saturday at the prep-party?

Yeah- Oh! 

Eric!

y/n! What are you doing here?

I wanted to surprise you. Am I... interrupting anything?

Oh, not at all!

You must be y/n! Eric’s told me so much about you!

Did he? And you are...?

I’m Chelsea! I’ve been attached to the same Calvin Klein contract he recently got, so you could say we’re colleagues!

Well, nice to meet you! Oh, right, these donuts and coffee are meant for you guys actually!

Oh! You’re too kind! Eric, you’re such a lucky man.

I know, she’s just... everything.

Anyway, thank you so much for these. I’ll bring them back down to the studio for the crew to share. But Eric’s pretty much done for the day actually, so you guys can leave if you want to!

Are you sure? Don’t you need help downstairs with the equipment?

No, no! It’s fine, there’re more than enough people downstairs. Go have your date, and maybe you can bring her along with you for the prep-party this weekend!

What’s the prep-party... preparing for?

Oh, you’re so adorable! It’s a prep-party for the end-of-May shoot we’re gonna have. it’s a collab with DAZED so it’s a pretty big project.

You never told me you were involved in a collab with DAZED.

I was gonna tell you today.

He has been pretty busy recently, maybe slipped his mind. Anyway, thank you so much for the donuts and I’ll hope to see you at the pier this Saturday, mm?

Yeah, sure. Thanks Chels.

No problem! It was so nice to meet you, y/n, I’ll see you Saturday!

Okay, bye!

Bye, Chelsea! It was nice to meet you!

Bye!

...

Sweet, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?

I wanted it to be a surprise. I thought you said you’d end pretty late?

The filming was cut short because the shots were better than expected so we ended early.

Oh, I wanted to film you while you were at work.

You have that on?

Yeah- why?

No, just wondering. 

Are you uncomfortable?

No, no, it’s just... I really didn’t expect you to come to the studio. 

...

[REC: MAY 11, 2019 - 11:12PM] SOLO LOG #12

It’s 11:12pm, 11th May, 2019. 11 days to departure.

...

I... saw... Chelsea and Eric... um, out by the garage- 

...

Well, I guess... it looked like they were just... having a really good talk. Or something. 

...

I left. I couldn’t watch it. So, I left without telling Eric. I did tell his boss that I wasn’t feeling well and I had to leave first. 

...

I guess this is the part where I regret it, isn’t it? Um... I don’t know... how... I’m gonna explain this to him when I see him again. Which is supposed to be- um- the rest of the night. I was supposed to go back to his place with him and I’ll stay for the weekend before I come back to pack my things, so-

...

y/n, are you home?

...

shit.

y/n, I know you’re home. I heard you talking. Open the door, I need to talk to you.

...

[REC: MAY 12, 2019 - 2:00AM] SOLO LOG #13

...

I look like shit, don’t I? God, my eyes hurt like a bitch. 

...

I don’t think I need to say what just happened for you to guess what just happened, right? This... says it all. 

...

Fuck. 

...

I shouldn’t have come here. How did- How did my retreat turn out- turn out like this? 

...

This is- This is too much. Too much in too short... of a time. 

...

I don’t think... I don’t think I can do it. Not anymore. 

...

[REC: MAY 19, 2019 - 9:59AM] SOLO LOG #14

It’s May 19th, 2019, almost 10am. I just came back from a morning walk by the beach just to... reminisce a little before I leave on Wednesday. 

...

I... haven’t seen Eric since the prep-party. I blocked him and I told him not to come over, though I think he has, like, a few times. I thought I heard someone come up to my door, but he never knocked. 

...

So, this is how it ends, huh? A 50-day romance cut short like that. Into about, 40? 

...

It’s crazy to think that I had... the experience of a whole relationship in 40 days. I definitely did not sign up for that when I booked this 50-day retreat. 

...

It was fun while it lasted, though. It was. I don’t think I’d find anybody else like Eric, and I guess it just sucks that it had to end like that. Things happen, right? That aren’t... in our control. 

...

...

...

[REC: MAY 21, 2019 - 8:07PM] SOLO LOG #15

May 21st. About 8pm. I leave in about 15 hours. 

...

All my stuff’s packed. Definitely more things to bring home than I brought here. Half of these things were bought by Eric and given to me. I’m... actually not sure if I should bring them back. 

...

I don’t- I just don’t think I’d have the heart to throw them away.

...

Nor look at them when I’m home. 

...

Should I even bring this camera home? Maybe I should wipe your memory before I bring you home, hmm?

...

It feels like a dream, doesn’t it? Everything that’s happened. It feels like a fever dream. Maybe when I’m finally home, I’d wake up and it’d be the day I come here.

...

Maybe.

...

[REC: MAY 22, 2019 - 10:03AM] SOLO LOG #16

-ny more luggage?

Nope.

Alright then, I think you’re all set. You still have about an hour’s time before the gates are open so you can get a cup of coffee or something, yeah?

Okay, thank you!

Have a nice flight ma’am.

Thanks.

...

Good evening ma’am, can I check your boarding pass?

Yeah, sure.

...

Okay, you’re good to go. Have a safe flight.

Thank you!

...

[REC: MAY 22, 2019 - 11:34AM] SOLO LOG #17

It is about 11.30am and I’m on the flight, and here’s the view outside. Sky’s pretty clear and this thing says that the weather’s great so, it should be a smooth flight without turbulence.

...

This is it. This is really it. 

...

...

...

Um-

Hi, ma’am, I’m gonna need you to keep your camcorder.

Oh! Yeah, sure, sure, sorry!

[REC: APRIL 2, 2020 - 12:48AM] ERIC LOG #1

Wow, this is... weird. How did you do this last year?

...

Um, hi. y/n. If you’re watching this then I’ve somehow managed to get this synced into your camera by some weird... bluetooth, iCloud shit that Felix helped me figure out. 

...

It’s been a year. And... I just thought you should... see this, or hear me out, at least. I know we didn’t end on the best terms... and I’m sorry. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have yelled at you for being unreasonable for something that was... suspicious. I should’ve understood. 

...

I should’ve been there. To see you off. And I’m sorry I didn’t. I... was scared, that I wouldn’t be able to let you go if I went to send you off. I was a coward. I still am. 

...

But I do want you to know that... those 50 days were the best days of my life. Albeit it ended horribly, but nothing could... nothing- nothing will ever replace what happened last April. 

...

I said I love you and... I still do. Every day I think about you and your smile and your voice and- and I cry to sleep... worrying that I’d forget how you sound like, or how you laugh and how... how you smell like. My bed smelt like you even after you left. 

...

I just- I love you. And I miss you. And I’d do anything to go back to what we had. I’d do anything to get- to get you back. 

...

I’m sorry.

...

the clip comes to an automatic stop. the white triangle slapped onto the screen, begging you to play it again. you look up from the screen, watching the famous calvin klein ad that hasn’t stopped playing in the last month. 

he hasn’t changed one bit. not his hair, not his smile, not his voice. 

it’s a bittersweet pot of memory stashed in the back of your head when the memories flood back. looking back down at the camera, you count back the days - it was synced just last night. 

the pile of tissues by your thighs are carelessly huddled into the bin next to your feet, mentally berating yourself for going through the memory instead of formatting it. 

you stand, fingers shutting the screen back onto its body with a soft click. the tv blacks out when you press the red button on its remote. 

you’re halfway into your kitchen when there’s a knock at your door, and you immediately gasp, blinking rapidly.

“oh, it’s my fucking projector!”

rushing to the door, you don’t hesitate to get the door open. 

and yet, like the heavens were providing you with all the light to stop you from doubting yourself, your lungs empty themselves like vacuums. 

your heart stops.

your breathing stops.

“eric... what are you doing here?”

[slowly-writing]

Coffee Shop

Peter Parker x Romanoff!Reader

Natasha Romanoff x Daughter!Reader

Part 2

Word count: 1094

Request for: anonymous

a/n: This turned into more of a Peter Parker story than the anon probably wanted. My bad, I got a bit carried away and strayed from the request

“Hey uh, I wanted to ask,” the guy leaning in towards you is nervous and you have to hold back a sigh. You know what he’s going to ask, it’s what everyone always asks.

“Yeah the Avengers are here a lot. They really like our coffee I guess,” you cut him off with your usual lie.

“Oh wow. That’s pretty cool. Have you ever asked for their autograph?” He asks and you laugh a bit.

“I haven’t, but if you’re going to, I recommend approaching cap first. He’s the most comfortable with that kind of stuff.” The man in front of you smiles.

“Woah! You must know them pretty well, huh?”

“You have no idea,” you mumble, walking off to make his coffee.

After he leaves you glance at the clock. It’s time for your break and you inform your coworker before approaching the table of heros.

“Do you guys really have to be here all the time? And in uniform?” You ask as you plop down into the open seat, “it’s kinda ridiculous.”

“We’re just looking out for you, kid,” you duck under Tony’s attempt to rustle your hair and glare.

“It’s a coffee shop, what’s the worst that could happen?” You ask and Clint starts listing off statistics about stalking.

“Clint, I think that was rhetorical. Y/n, we’re just trying to keep you safe,” your mom says and you roll your eyes.

“You couldn’t just walk me home like a normal family?” You whine and Steve points towards the clock on the wall.

“Your break is almost over.” You let out a sigh, getting up as the conversation is effectively shut down. At least they finally let you have a job. It took almost a year to convince them, and now they’re almost always someone posted in the shop when you have a shift. Baby steps.

You wander back behind the counter as the bell over the door rings. You glance up to see a boy from school walking in and the both of you blush as you make eye contact.

“Hey y/n,” he mumbles nervously and you smile despite the burning you can feel on your cheeks.

“Hi Peter,” you say softly, “what can I get for you?”

“A date,” he says before slapping a hand over his mouth. His eyes are wide and you can tell yours are too. “I’m so sorry! I don’t know why I said that-”

“Yes.”

“What?” he stutters, mind still reeling.

“I’d like to go out with you, if that’s what you want?” you say shyly and a smile takes over his face.

“Definitely. I’d love to take you out. On a date I mean. Not like in an assasin way. That’d be bad. Oh gosh, why am I even saying that, you’re gonna think I’m crazy-”

“Peter!” you cut off his rambling once more. “I don’t think you’re crazy, just a bit nervous. I don’t think it’d be safe for me to offer you a coffee in this state. I don’t need your heart literally exploding, so how about a smoothie?”

“A smoothie sounds nice,” he’s calmed down and you both smile at each other for a second before a voice behind him interrupts you.

“Is this guy bothering you?” your Uncle Steve growls, his focus more on Peter than you.

“Holy crap. Captain America!” Peter stares in shock, paling slightly.

“You think it’s fun to distract girls from their work?” Steve asks and your jaw drops

“Uncle Steve! He wasn’t bothering me! Leave us alone!” you cross your arms over your chest and you feel like you’re probably pouting like a child but I don’t care.

“U-uncle Steve?” Peter asks, looking between you and the man still glaring at him.

“Yeah, the one silentlly glaring at you from the corner would be my mom,” you nod towards your family’s table with a sigh.

“Your mom?!!?!?” Pete almost screams and you flinch, curling in on yourself more.

“Uh...yeah. Please don’t tell everyone at school,” you mumble out while avoiding eye contact.

“Oh, I won’t! It’s just...your last name isn’t Romanoff. I had no idea you knew the Avengers at all,” he explains softly, his small smile coaxing one out of you.

“I’m adopted. For my safety and all that we didn’t change my last name, it makes it harder for people who want to hurt her to find me. And I don’t talk about it much because-”

“Safety,” Peter cuts you off with an understanding nod.

“Yeah that and the chaos. You know how everyone at school would react if they found out I know the Avengers, let alone live with them. It’s easier to curb the mania by only letting my friends know,” you tell him and he seems to understand.

“That makes sense-wait! Your uncle Tony, that was…” he trails off and you laugh.

“Tony Stark? Yeah, he’s actually right behind you,” Peter spins around to see Tony theatrically stepping out of his suit.

“You bothering my niece kid?” Tony asks and Peter goes pale again.

“No sir.”

“Guys, he’s not bothering. You’re gonna scare him off!”

“That’s the point. You’re too young for boys,” your mom joins the conversation and you groan.

“I am not. Either way, can we have this conversation in private and not-”

“In front of the boy you’ve been crushing on for months?” Clint cuts you off and your jaw drops in shock.

“Uncle Clint! I trusted you to keep that a secret! Last time I confide in you,” you grumble and Peter smiles at you, he’s both trying to comfort you and glad the attention has shifted off of him.

“You knew who she liked and you didn’t tell me?” your mom asks Clint in a low voice.

“Yeah! Why didn’t you share with the group?” Tony chimes in and Peter leans towards you as the group gets caught up in their own conversation.

“Don’t be embarrassed. I’ve been crushing on you for months too,” he whispers and you smile, quickly grabbing a coffee sleeve and scribbling your phone number down.

“Here, text me later. Run while you can,” you whisper and he laughs before slipping past your family with a suspicious amount of agility.

“Wait-where’d he go?” Clint asks a few seconds later and you just roll your eyes.

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[stranger-who-writes-fiction]

Now that the initial shock has worn off--mostly--I feel like I can ramble about the Supergirl comic news in a more coherent fashion.

Under a cut because there’s a good chance it’ll be long. XD 

So yeah! Tom King, writing Supergirl. Wild!

As I mentioned in my previous post, I’ve been jokingly entertaining the notion that King’s teased ‘Super’ project would actually be a Supergirl thing, but I always assumed that if it was, in fact, a Supergirl thing, it would be in the vein of Mister Miracle or Strange Adventures--a prestige, out-of-continuity take, possibly featuring an older Kara, from pre-crisis continuity. Maybe interrogating the whole, ‘her most famous story features her death’ thing. 

I never expected mainline, in-continuity, teenage Kara from him. 

As I said, wild!

Wild, because King is like. A HUGE name in comics, and his wheelhouse is primarily Sad Dads. He’s also known for making really controversial, polarizing decisions WRT characterization of fan-favorite characters. (See: Wally in HiC, Batman in Batman, etc.) 

So, like. I get that immediate ‘What?! Oh no!’

...But also...

He’s written Superman: Up in the Sky, which, barring one particular issue, is an extremely good Superman story.

(The whole premise of Up in the Sky is that Superman leaves earth to rescue an orphan girl who’s been kidnapped by aliens. The issue that’s a bit ‘yikes’ features Clark trying to reach Lois from deep space, and he can’t, so he’s imagining that something terrible has happened to her. That, I feel, is a perfectly fine, in-character reaction, and an idea worth exploring. HOWEVER, in execution, it ends up being Lois dying in several different, awful ways on-panel, which...yeah. Kinda Yikes! I can’t remember if it was terribly graphic but, still. I don’t think it needed to be seen, you know?)

So aside from that misstep? A really good Superman story.

(On the topic of King and Lois, I frequently cite his story in Action Comics 1000 as an example of a writer just being like, ‘screw it, Lois is alive 4 billion years in the future, and still with Clark.’ So I give him props for that.) 

Back to Up in the Sky--King’s referenced that in describing Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow, so. That’s mostly a positive!

The ‘Tom King’ thing also starts to make more sense once you look at like, the money/sales side of things. I’ve already seen a bunch of tweets from people who are like, ‘I’ve never read a Supergirl comic before but I’m gonna get this because you’re writing it!’

Yeah. I see you, DC. I see you. XD

We’ll probably never know the behind the scenes stuff, but I gotta wonder if this wasn’t so much DC choosing King as King wanting to do this, and DC letting him.

Another valid criticism/concern I’ve seen mentioned: Another dude writing Supergirl!

Which...yeah! Kinda crummy! Would be nice to see a woman write Supergirl for more than, you know. Three issues.

(Side note, though: personally I do not ascribe to the ‘only men can write men, women write women’ thing. That’s kind of a separate topic, but I mention it here because I don’t automatically assume that a book will be better/worse based on the gender of the person writing/drawing/etc.)

(For instance! Bennett just churned out one of the worst Supergirl comics I’ve ever read so...it’s equality! Anyone can write an awful Supergirl story!)

Speaking of Bennett...

The solicit text...kinda sounds like Future State 2.0, which...

Is not promising.

It’s really weird, IMO, that DC is like...letting such similar premises happen back-to-back? 

A lot of DC books are incorporating stuff from Future State but this isn’t so much, ‘teasing out plot threads’ as like. Just doing it over again. XD

I mean. Worst thing that can happen is we get another ‘dead in the backyard with the dog.’

(I’m intensely curious about the DC editorial situation, like. Which pitch came first? Was the Future State Superwoman book always going to happen, what with FS being built from the ruins of 5G or whatever? Did King come up with his stuff at the same time FS was being developed? The world may never know...)

Given that this is King’s next big thing...kinda hoping we get some press coverage and interviews. I wanna get a better sense of like...where he’s coming from. 

Also, it means absolutely nothing re: the book, but I appreciate that King used a gif from the show to respond to some well-wishes on twitter. Specifically, the ‘thumbs up’ gif from one of the season blooper reels. Good choice, sir. 

Okay, enough about King. Let’s talk about the ONE SUREFIRE THING ON THIS BOOK.

BILQUIS. EVELY.

Wait, I take that back. TWO SUREFIRE THINGS:

BILQUIS EVELY, AND MAT LOPES!!!!!

Gosh this book is gonna be so pretty.

Like, just look at this:

Now I know what you’re thinking, you’re thinking: that looks stunning. BUT WAIT!

BOOM. LOOKIT THOSE COLORRRSSSSS! 

Guh, it looks so GOOOOOOD. And it’s just the cover.

(I'm ignoring the sword because I need more info before jumping to conclusions, but as some sharp-eyed folks have noticed, that *might* be a red sun which*might* mean a de-powered Kara, in which case the sword could be used in self-defense. Also, give me a Super wielding a sword over a gun any dang day.)

Evely drew an AMAZING Silver Age Kara back in Sugar & Spike and had a pretty stellar run on Wonder Woman.

Fun fact I just learned from a few interviews she shared recently! Supergirl is the character that got her into superhero comics, and when Giffen was writing Sugar & Spike, he asked if there were any characters she wanted to draw specifically. She said Supergirl, so Giffen made sure she showed up in one of the issues. :D

Also from those interviews: She’s excited about the book, and enjoys working with King. It was harder to figure out the art talk in said interviews (I was using Google translate) but I think...she was saying that there’s some specific influences that folks will pick up on when the book comes out? 

Also, when asked to tease anything about the book she just said Mat Lopes colors and stars.

WOOOOO, pretty space backgrounds, yay!

It cannot be overstated, how pretty this book is going to be. 

Evely’s a little similar to Sauvage in that they both have like...an almost fairytale quality? To some of their work?

(Evely just did a Batman: Black and White story that was quite literally a fairytale.)

But Evely, I think, has a little more range, particularly in the area of expression/acting.  

And Lopes knows how to make her work shine. 

Who knows about the writing though. XD On the one hand, the bar for bad Supergirl comics is so incredibly low, but also.

...Future State.

*shudders*

TL;DR: I refuse to let myself get excited for the story side of this because you could make an IHOP-size omelet, with all the egg on my face from my Future State hopes, but if nothing else: EVELY. DRAWING. SUPER. GIRL. *wild muppet flailing* 

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Honey Newcomb - For @eeriesims​‘s “The Many Suitors of One Clary Wiggins”

Honey Newcomb is your resident nymph-next door; A bubbly personality surrounded by unearthly beauty, she’s a staple character in the Glimmerbrook community. Having lived there since she was a child, Honey is well integrated with the residents who inhabit the sweet little sea town. Although she was urged by her mother and father to go to a specialty school to develop her inherited powers, Honey decided she would rather settle down with a normal job, taking up the position as Head Waitress at Dino’s Diner. Since then, she’s developed a strong foundation within the community, often letting people confide in her over a morning cup of coffee. If you need help with a problem, need to vent, or just want to talk, you go to Honey. She also bakes a mean apple pie; you’ll always come back for another slice.

General Information

Name: Honey Erytheia Newcomb

Birthday/Age: October 7th, 1994 (Age 25)

Astrological Info: Libra Sun, Cancer Moon, Pisces rising

Species: Hesperides Nymph

Height: 5’5

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/her pronouns

Nicknames: Honey (her name is a nickname in of itself), Bee + Honey Bun by friends and family, Betty by many of the townsfolk for her similarities to a stereotypical 50s blonde

Occupation: The Head Waitress at Dino’s Diner; everyone knows her, everyone loves her.

Fun Facts

“You know, back when I did roller derby…” - The key factor that drew Honey to the waitress application at Dino’s was the inclusion of rollerskates in the uniform. Honey competed in professional roller derby during her early twenties, and never quite gave up her love for it. However, she soon found out she was much more coordinated on the track than in the diner when she fell flat on her arse the first day. She’ll bring her past up at random points, but mostly to convince people that she’s not a complete mess on wheels.

“How are y’all doin’ today?” - Somehow, over the years, Honey developed a slight southern drawl. This was peculiar, since no one in her family has a southern accent and Glimmerbrook is nowhere near the deep south. However, customers find it quite charming. Honey chalks this quirk up to her being incredibly impressionable, assuming she picked it up from some passing tourists.

“He’s not weird, he’s adorable!” - Being a nymph, Honey has always had a connection to nature and animals. This has brought her to collect an interesting array of pets over the years. Her most beloved pet is her tarantula, Alberto. People never seem to want to get to know him, and just think he’s strange. It wounds her deeply, he’s a lovely fellow once you warm up to him!

“Oh my gosh, I’m not even goin’ that fast, stop screaming!” - Honey is a horrible driver. She’ll never admit it, and always offers to give people rides or be the designated driver. Don’t let her. Please, it’s for your own good. She drives a buggy that looks like its been through a hurricane.

“See, watch!” *fuse bursts* - Honey’s overarching classification is a Light/Star nymph, although specifically her species is a Hesperides. This means that she cannot create light, but she can manipulate it. Or rather, she would be able to, if she went to school to hone her skills. As it stands, all she can do is make lights shine a little brighter, although it usually comes with a few busted fuses. She can light candles without matches though, which is pretty cool.

“A second chance can’t hurt, right?” - In her younger years, Honey was incredibly trusting, almost to a fault. She often put others before herself, and some took advantage of that. While she’s learned from her mistakes, there's still a part of her that always wants to see the best in people. She doesn’t like to use the term naive, but she knows that it’s an accurate descriptor sometimes.

“... Sorry, what was I saying?” - Honey tends to ramble a lot, and often loses her train of thought. You’ll get her started on one topic, and in a few seconds you’ll be miles away. You might have to tap her on the shoulder to reel her back into the present.

Fun Little Quirks

Her favorite fruit is peaches, and she has to have some at least once a day. It brings her life a little more consistency.

Her handwriting is incredibly neat. The cooks who read the orders at the diner appreciate this immensely.

She’s played the violin since she was a child. While she hasn’t played ensemble in years, she still picks it up for a tune now and then.

There's a tally board in the kitchen at the diner counting how many plates she’s broken. They’ve already had to move to a second page.

She loves to embroider, and often gives her latest projects to her friends for free. Most of the shops in town have one hanging in their window.

Important Questions

How did you meet Clary?

“Well, it’s the funniest thing! I actually heard about her before I met her. I was pouring a morning cup of green tea for Guillermo Reyes, you know, the librarian? And you know how much that man loves a little gossip. Well, he told me that he had heard from Layla who heard from Jack who heard from Mabel that Ronnie had seen a mysterious woman pull up to Etheline’s house late the afternoon before, and that apparently it was her granddaughter! So, of course, I’m intrigued. And then, as luck has it, right when Mr.Reyes walked out the door, she walked in! She sat down at a booth, and I was so nervous that I forgot to take off my skates when I went to take her order! So, of course, I fell. Oh gosh, I’m embarrassed even thinking about it! Thankfully, she didn’t make fun of me, just gave a little chuckle and helped me to my feet. I took her order in pretty much a daze. I almost fell over again when she waved at me on her way out.”

What was your first impression of Clary?

“Honestly? Well, of course I thought she was absolutely gorgeous. Dark hair, dark eyes, ugh! I could go on all day! I also noticed her ears. While elves and nymphs aren’t exactly uncommon ‘round here, their ears haven’t really been passed down. So seeing a dame with those ears? Shocking, but amazing! I haven’t seen someone with ears like mine in many moons. Her hands were also incredibly soft. Literally, I don’t think I’ve ever felt something so soft in my life! Well, that’s probably not true... but that’s how it felt!”

What is your ideal date?

“Oh gosh, I haven’t been on a real date in so long! Well, from my experience, it’s always best to get to know someone a little bit before going on a date. I would invite them over to the diner a few times, just to form a bond. They also get to see me in my natural habitat, at my happiest and my most stressed. Then, once that’s done, I’d love a picnic at the wharf! Sure, the area’s a bit grimey and cluttered, but it’s just so peaceful there, you wouldn’t believe it! One of my other favorite past times is stargazing in the fields just outside of town. There’s this hidden nook in the trees there that my parents used to take me to for training. It gets the most beautiful lighting, day or night. I’ve always wanted to take someone there!”

What is your ideal relationship?

“I really just want someone who’s as invested in the relationship as I am. Some people only want to date for the sake of dating, not actually caring for the other person as they should. If I get into a relationship, I want to feel everything. The highs, lows, and in-betweens. Obviously no relationship is perfect, but I am a firm believer in clear communication. I need to know how you’re feeling.”

“I’m also super touchy-feely. Doesn’t matter when or why, I’ll probably be draping myself over you in some way. Physical contact doesn’t have to lead to something more; Sometimes the best thing is just knowing that the other person is there with you.”

“I want a relationship where we listen to each other. Even if I don’t understand your emotions regarding something, I want to validate them and be there for you. But I want that from the other person too. I tend to be pretty insecure at times, and it would be nice to have someone to snap me out of those thoughts every now and then. I believe that in a relationship you grow together.”

“I never really know what to expect out of a relationship, because everyone’s different. I’m not gonna lie, there's been a few people who have taken me through the ringer, and I haven’t come out undamaged. I want someone who can show me how beautiful love can be, even with its faults.”

What is Honey’s personality like?

Like her name, Honey is sweetness personified. She dislikes the stereotype of nymphs being air-headed and easily manipulated. She is kind and caring, but she doesn’t want to let people walk over her. Sadly, she is often one to walk over herself. She tends to be very self-critical, always wondering if she could have ever amounted to something more. Although she never craved a life beyond her current status, her mother’s powerful reputation as a healer looms over her. She’s also probably the clumsiest person you will ever meet, often taking off her roller-skates to deliver orders to tables out of fear of falling over. Big “i’m baby” energy.

Even though she’s young, Honey is definitely the mom type. Everyone who walks through the door has a story, and she wants to make them feel welcome and wanted no matter what, rain or shine. If someone’s feeling down, she’ll make the sun shine a little brighter. She also has a knack for guessing just what people want to eat on any given day. If you think you don’t know what you want, no problem. Honey’s great at reading people, but there have been times where she’s let the glasses stay on a bit too long.

Honey lives in a cottage in the suburbs of Glimmerbrook. The atmosphere is warm and welcoming, but don’t come in without being invited. She’s got about fifteen guard animals waiting.

Honey’s hobbies mostly revolve around baking, cooking, and general upkeep of the diner. After hours, you’ll most likely find her bundled up on the back steps of the diner, sharing a hot chocolate with one of Glimmerbrook’s interesting residents, or giving tourists tips on the hidden gems around town. Honey is perfectly amicable with the townsfolk, and loves them dearly, but she’s never been able to find that special someone. She hopes that one day someone will come to sweep her off her feet and make her feel the things she’s heard about from the local lovebirds.

In-Game Information

Traits:

Cheerful

Outgoing

Clumsy

Aspiration: Friend of the World

Outfits (L to R: Work ~ Everyday ~ Date)

[rhabakoli]

Infinite White - 7

Fenja meets the Fam, gets scared. 

Previous Chapters here. 

Taglist: @dreamwritesimagines @i-am-always-famished @marauderskeeper @superwolfchild-fan @thescarsweleave @cgn-99 @alicedopey @alwaysadreamingoptimist @atlas-of-the-world @finnickfoxes

**

Even though they spent most of the evening holed up in the library, eating and reading - a lot less full-body-snuggling -, Fenja did manage to meet his father. She closed the bathroom door, turned around and came face to sweater with a man. “Hello there.” Fenja looked up at the sound of the smooth voice, but she didn’t recognize the face looking at her. “I’m Ivar, Ragnars father.” Oh. OH. Hastily, she held out her hand, shaking his, introducing herself. “Yeah, I heard.” He smiled down at her. “Are you feeling better? My wife told me, you’re having a migraine?” She was baffled, for a second - what had Ragnar told her? -, before she picked herself up and nodded. “Yes, thank you. A nap was just what I needed.” “I’m glad. And the food? Did you eat?” She nodded again. “It was delicious. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten such a good ginger soup. Usually they make it way too bitter and hot.” Oh, gosh. She was rambling. But he just chuckled, blue eyes focused on her face and simultaneously looking through her, as if there was more to it. “I’ve ordered one once, and it tasted like I just bit into a whole ginger root. So, that soup my wife cooks, is for the gods.” His voice carried so many feelings, when he talked about Queenie, calling her his wife, talking about her skills with such a proud aura around him; wasn’t hard to see how much he loved her. It was cute.

When he walked by her, she noticed the cane he was supporting himself on. From the looks of it, he didn’t really need it. Like, he was built. That’s probably where his son got his physical attributes from. Maeve would most likely call him a Dilf. Or some other inappropriate name. Fenja grinned at the thought of that. So ridiculous. Ivar turned around, addressing her again. “Would you join us now, that you’re feeling better?” Fenja hesitated, but then decided it was okay, she’d survive. And she didn’t want to keep Ragnar from his family. So she told him yes, she’d go and fetch him.  The smile she got was so fatherly and warm, it made her chest hurt.

**

“Ragnar.” “Hm?” “Let’s go. Your father asked us to join them.” At that, he looked up, eyes wide. “What? My father?” He got up, walking over to her. “You met my dad?” Fenja nodded. “Yeah, just now, when I came out of the bathroom, I almost crashed into him.” He cocked an eyebrow. “Oh? Did he say anything?” “Just asked if I was feeling better, and if we were up to some company.” “And are we?” “Yes, I think so.” He stood before her, arms crossed and listening intently, watching her face for anything indicating she didn’t want to. When he didn’t find was he was fearing, he shrugged. “Okay then.”

**

The living room was a wild mess. There was bowls of chips, popcorn, fruits and candy; UNO cards were strewn all over the floor, and Ingrid was currently trying to escape Bear, who tried to get to the piece of - chicken? - in her hand. Aslaug just sat on the couch, laughing and calling Bear over, who stopped, and longingly looked after the chicken. Two blonde heads were barely visible over the back of the couch, but they turned around and straightened up, when they realized they had new company.   “Oh, Nephew, you here?” Ragnar ignored them, and rather introduced them to Fenja. “Those two eggheads are my uncles. That’s Ubbe, and the one with the unruly hair is Hvitserk.” Hvitserk got up, and did a little curtsy directed at Fenja, before slapping Ragnar over the head. “Is that how you talk to your elders?” Fenja halted, slightly lost. She never had banter with her relatives, she didn’t really know how to react. Aslaug came to save her, fortunately.   She slung an arm around her shoulder, dragging her over to the couch. “Did you eat?” “Yeah, thanks. The soup was really good.” “My sister-in-law is a goddess in the kitchen. My brother doesn’t deserve her, if you ask me.”, Ubbe commented. “I heard that!”, came from the kitchen, a female laugh carrying over. Fenja pulled a pillow onto her lap, something to anchor her here, to hold on to in this chaotic environment. She felt like she was losing herself. Aslaug bickered with Ubbe, about how no one had asked for his opinion, standing behind her father, because ‘they love each other so much, it’s disgusting to watch, and you’re just jealous.’ Fenja observed, gauging the mood, the interactions, how all the Ragnarssons were tall as heck, as well as Aslaug. Ingrid would probably become taller as well. Grace she already possessed. Suddenly, a booming voice came from behind her, making her flinch and turn around so fast, she almost pulled a muscle. “Okay, family, we have decided.” What the hell. There was another one. He was taller than the others, his hair the lightest shade of blonde, his face grim and - well, Fenja was slightly terrified. If she didn’t watch out, he’d step on her by accident. He was going to make a speech, apparently, then stopped when he caught sight of her. “Wait.” He pointed at her, wagging his finger. “I don’t know you, do I?” “Uh, no.” Fenja was ready to run, even tho she was sure he’d make one step, when she made three. Ragnar came to the rescue, plopping down next to her and grinning at his uncle. “That’s Fenja, a friend from school. She’s a candidate for YWA, helps Ingrid with the translating and loves books.” Then he looked at her, pointing at his uncle. “That’s Bjorn, oldest brother, and not even close to being as scary as he looks.” Fenja waved him, still a bit intimidated, but trying not to look like it. “Do you know how to play UNO?”   “Yes?” “Welcome to the family.” He clapped his hands together and then shooed everyone up to gather the cards and get another deck. Welcome to the family. Her heart stuttered, her insides twisted, and she felt like crying. No one ever had said that to her. Ever. Ragnar felt her tense - of course - and laid a hand on the back of her neck, rubbing, spreading the warmth. “He’s right, you know. Welcome to the family.” Ingrid came over, lowered her voice to a whisper and leaned in. “Run, as long as you can. They are ridiculously competitive when it comes to UNO.” “Stop trying to scare her, she’ll be fine. You’re just concerned that she might be better than you.” The 15 year old shrugged, and quipped: “Got me there.” She then winked at Fenja and sat down on the carpet, legs crossed and arms on the coffee table, essentially in starting position. Fenja raised her brows at her, making Bjorn snort. “Yeah, she’s the worst out of all of us. Don’t believe anything she says throughout the game.” “Got it.”   Bjorn quickly patted her shoulder, touch gone faster than she could have reacted, and then went back to the kitchen.  Ragnar stood up and pulled her with him, sitting down on the carpet, legs crossed, just like his sister.  “C’mon, If you’re not on your butt  around the table when they are coming back, you’re gonna be in charge of doing the dishes.”  “I don’t mind.”, she replied, but sat down anyway. “I’ll help, whoever has to do them.”  In the corner or your eye, you saw Ubbe elbowing his brother and nodding over to you.  You mirrored him, poking Ragnar, and stage-whispered: “Except those two.”  Ubbe heard, and promptly pretended he was shot in the heart, including a theatrical gasp and falling against Hvitserk.  “Okay, you guys, enough, calm down.” A beautiful redhead walked in, nudged the both of them with her foot and then settled down on the couch, long legs crossed and an arm laid out on the back. Bjorn fell in place next to her, the two of them fitting together like puzzle pieces, so effortlessly and harmonic. He stroked a hand over her thigh and grinned a very boyish grin at her, before diving in for a short peck. The woman then noticed the new addition to the round, and leaned forward, holding a hand out to shake. “Hi, I’m Bree. You must be Fenja?”  “Yes.”  “Nice to meet you, Ragnar has told us so much.” Fenja frowned. “He did?” “Yes, he did indeed. How you’re a brilliant writer, a candidate for the YWA, and how sweet and compassionate you are, and-”  Ragnar interfered, leaning over the table and holding his hand over her mouth. “Thank you, auntie, but please be quiet now?” “Why, can’t she know how proud you are of her?” His parents came out of the kitchen, joined them around the table. Queenie grinned at her son.  “Was that a secret?”  Fenja’d never seen him speechless, stumbling over words, and then giving up.  Bree patted his hand. “It’s cute, don’t worry.”  Bjorn looked around, counting heads. “Where’s Aslaug?” “She’s taken Bear for a walk, she doesn’t like UNO anyway.”, Ingrid answered.  “That’s actually not true, she plays with me all the time.” Ragnar commented, making Ingrid stick her tongue out at him.  “The only reasonable explanation for this phenomenon is, that you’re just so bad at it, she always wins.”  They continued to banter, while Bjorn just sighed, asked for strength - judged by the look he sent towards the ceiling - and started to distribute cards.  Fenja looked around, taking in the harmony and familiarity of them, how they all fit together and leaned on each other, even when they were bickering and teasing.  Bree had her hand on Bjorns knee the whole time, Ragnars dad leaned into his mom, her arm around his shoulder, even the loud siblings next to her were always touching in one way or the other.  This whole family was seriously touchy-feely.  Fenja couldn’t help but ask herself, if her family might have been similar, or completely different. She didn’t have a lot of clear memories from before the accident, so she couldn’t really say. A weight on her shoulder reeled her back into the present. Ragnar had squeezed it, gently, and asked in a low voice, if she was okay.  She took up her cards, organizing them, and smiled at her friend.  “Yes. I will be, thank you.”  Ragnar smiled as well, dragged his thumb from her jaw to her chin and seemed satisfied by her answer. “Good. Let’s break some hearts.”

**

Part 8

[minnie-marvel]

Advice from an Avenger (Peter Parker x Reader)

-Peter Parker is not one to make himself standout, but with you, he just can’t help himself! When the Avengers accidentally get a hold of his phone while he looks at a picture you’ve posted, he gets a truck-load of advice he didn’t necessarily ask for.

Peter Parker x Reader

Words: 1,730

A/N: This is a request for the lovely @holland-haven !!! Everyone check out her fics as well!!!

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Peter Parker was a simple guy. He was never one to be showy or to stick out of the crowd and he liked it that way! Being low-key meant that he didn’t draw attention to himself, which was fantastic because he already had enough attention on him as Spiderman. But you were a totally different story.

You were popular, you were beautiful, and you were radiant. People always tended to gravitate towards you and your warm genuine personality and Peter was no exception to this.  You two had first met through the school’s first full run-through practice of Beauty and the Beast. Peter wasn’t the type to be into plays at all, but he was forced into it to perform for the orchestra by his band instructor. What could he say? Peter was a mean saxophone player. That’s when he saw you.

You weren’t the lead, those roles were given out to seniors out of respect, and well, seniority but you did happen to have a small role of the feather duster. You were singing alongside the rest of the ensemble, dancing, twirling and smiling. The play was one of your favorite times of the year because you now had the time to be on stage and show a completely new side to yourself. Peter was able to see this and was bewitched. 

Since then he was hopeless. The two of you only shared a handful of conversations together because of your busy schedule, but he loved them nonetheless. Everything about you just seemed so…natural.

And then the Avengers had to butt in.

Peter wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary; he was visiting the compound for the weekend scrolling through his Instagram feed when he saw you post a picture. It was a selfie of yourself and your friends at a park standing in a rose garden. He read your caption and tried to hide his goofy smile.

What’s in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other word would smell as sweet.

While Peter was more of a science geek, he could appreciate your apparent love for literature specifically Shakespeare. It made him feel like the two of you weren’t worlds apart after all.

“Who’s the girl you're gawking at?” Tony teased leaning over his shoulder.

“Huh???? W-what what are you- HEY!” Tony lifted the phone out of his hands raising it above his head while still observing your picture. “She seems like she’d be your type kid, congrats.” He said already walking away from him. Peter stumbled out of his chair trying to reach for Tony. “Mr. Stark she’s not-”

“Hey everyone, Peter finally got a girlfriend!!” He shouted cupping one hand over his mouth.

“Congratulations small son of the spider!!” Thor high fived Peter so hard that Peter almost thought his hand was broken for a minute. The rest of the Avengers started to crowd around him.

“I really thought you were gonna die alone for a minute there Peter, good job!” Sam commented patting him on the back.

“Guys shes-” Peter tried before getting cut off again.

“Is she smart?” Bruce asked walking in a book in hand.

“She’s so well read its insane,” Peter gushed. Bruce nodded gently. “I approve!” he said simply going back to his reading. “Wait that’s not what I meant!” Peter yelped.

“Is she sweet?” Bucky asked stretching his arms.

“You’d think she’d give me diabetes.”

“Is she pretty?” Nat asked sitting on the counter watching him. Peter turned to her for a split second “Gorgeous..” he sighed happily before shaking his head reminding himself of his circumstances.

“Here have a look,” Tony said pressing a couple of buttons on Peter’s phone. Soon enough, your picture was on display for all the Avengers to see on their T.V.

“Wait!” Peter called.

“Now Peter,” Steve began folding his arms. “Since you’re old enough to be having relationships I think we should talk about how to properly treat a woman.”

“Oh my god please don’t you sound like one of your ‘Rappin with Cap’ videos-”

“Oh my, what a beautiful girl!” Wanda commented walking in with Vision. “Is she your girlfriend Peter?”

“Yes!” Tony interjected.

“NO!!!!!!” Peter finally screamed a top of his lungs plopping himself on a couch and throwing his face into his hands. The room fell silent aside from a couple of noises of awkward shuffling.

“She’s way out of my league guys…”

“You can say that again.”

“Sam!” Nat hissed,

“Have you tried talking to her at least?” Bruce asked taking a seat by the blushing Peter. He pat his back sympathetically. He knew how crazy these people could be.

“I mean… like a couple of times! Kind of!”

“Oh, goodness kid…” Tony sighed taking a seat as well. He pinched the bridge of his nose shaking his head miserably. “Alright, here’s what you’ve gotta do.” He took the glasses from his eyes staring Peter down now.  “You play up your game, make her think you’re better than life itself. Oh, and maybe buy her a dozen flowers or two.”

“Mr. Stark I’m a high-school student who doesn’t get paid for the ONE job that he does.”

“Maybe you should ask her out for dancing!” Steve suggested enthusiastically. “It may be old school but dancing was always the best date idea when Buck and I were younger.” Bucky nodded in agreement smiling as he reminisced. “I can still remember the night before I left.”

Tony sighed annoyingly loud. “Okay Grandpas one and two, thanks for the advice but Peter needs a fresh new perspective that doesn’t reek of the Great Depression.”

“Don’t listen to Tony,” Steve rolled his eyes. “Trust me, he’s not the one you should be taking love advice from, how long did it take for you to finally propose to Pepper Tony?”

Tony’s nose scrunched up as his mouth gaped. “Okay, but who hasn’t been on a date for at least a literal century??”

Steve’s face turned cherry red. “I was frozen!!!! I gave my life for this country!”

Tony shook his head reeling back in laughter. “Excuses, excuses.”

“Peter, just tell her how you feel,” Nat said leaning back on the counter now. “Trust me women don’t like it when you beat around the bush.” She explained.

“Throw her a banquet in honor of her stupendous beauty!” Thor shouted raising his fist in the air. The Avengers took a moment to stare at him. “What, too much?”

Peter only sighed giving up. “It’s not like I have a chance with her anyway.” He muttered finally taking hands away from his face. The Avengers looked at Peter in sympathy. He looked completely defeated. “It’s just… I’m just a regular guy you know?” Peter began rambling. “I keep to myself, I try not to cause trouble, I’m in the band for Pete’s sake!” He groaned throwing his hands in the air. “She’s in a whole other game than me.”

“Peter,” Wanda began sitting across from him. “Trust me, if there’s anything any girl likes the most about guys it’s when they’re themselves. No one wants to be lied to. I think this girl will be happy to be around you just as you are,” She smiled sweetly at him before leaning over to pat him on the head.

“And if all else fails that’s when you buy her a dozen roses.”

“Tony!!”

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Peter held his straps close to his chest as he kept his head low sighing. The weekend at the compound had completely worn him out, he wasn’t sure if he could even make it through the next two periods, let alone the rest of the day. He let a loud yawn out of his mouth as he started to head to his next class when an announcement was made on the loudspeaker.

“Attention students of Midtown Tech! Auditions for the school play are now underway! Sign up for a role today!” Peter looked up at the incoming announcements board ahead. He had almost forgotten that it was play season. He felt someone shove into his shoulder. “Oh sorry!!” they called. Peter lost all ability to speak for seconds.

“Oh! Peter! Oh my gosh, I haven’t seen you in forever!!” You chirped turning to him now. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear smiling at him brightly. 

“How have you been?” you asked stopping mid-walk.

“Y/N!!! I-Uh.. good! I’ve been good you know, just doing my own thing,” he stammered nervously returning your smile.

“I saw you won the decathlon last month, you were amazing!!” You said eyes sparkling with admiration. “I had no clue how intelligent you are!”

“Ah i-its nothing really…” He was trying not to blush, his bashfulness was taking over. “Uh, are you going to sign up for the play?” he asked nodding his head over to the announcement board.

“Oh totally,” You said looking over. “I’ll probably only get something small although… I’m still not a senior and my skills aren’t too hot yet!”

“What?!” Peter exclaimed. “Y/N you’re amazing what are you saying??” His lips slammed shut immediately. So much for staying low-key. You felt your cheeks heat slightly. “Peter you’re the sweetest!” You laughed. “Thank you!”

Wanda and Natasha’s words started to echo in his head. He took a short breath. There would be no dozen roses, no late night dancing, no banquets in honor of your stellar beauty, Peter was just going to be himself.

“I mean it Y/N, you’ve always been really great at acting…just watching you having such a great time up there makes me have fun myself..!” He gave you a smile so sweet that you thought for a second you had a toothache. “You’re really talented.”

The bell rang suddenly and Peter looked up at the noise shocked. “Oh man, I’m gonna be late!! I’ll see you around Y/N!” He said racing off to class leaving you behind.

You were still blushing hard and felt yourself grasp at your blouse in a feeble attempt to try and make your heart settle down. You had never seen Peter being so genuinely kind and lovely; maybe you just hadn’t been around him enough to have gotten the chance. You bit your lip before turning to get to class as well.

You were just going to have to change that weren’t you?

Part 2

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Enmity (Johnny Ending)

Pairing: Reader x Johnny

Word Count: 2.0k+

Summary: The reader and Johnny’s ending for Enmity!

A/N: The second ending is up! I just wanted to say I’ve decided to add the concept of having a mate to the werewolves in the story to make it a bit more interesting. It’s still the Teen Wolf style werewolves, just with that little alteration. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy Johnny’s ending! Please feel free to let me know who you guys would like to see the ending for next!

Character Introduction

Main Scenario

Alternate Endings: Jaehyun Johnny 

The vibrating of your phone tears you away from your slumber. Sunlight peaks in through the curtains of your room and you squint in order to let your eyes adjust. Stretching over to your nightstand to grab you phone, you see that you have two unread text messages.

Jaehyun: Hey y/n! Wanna hang out with the clan and I today?

Johnny: Hey y/n! Wanna hang out with pack and I today?

Thinking for a moment, you go to reply to….

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“Hi Y/n! I’m so happy you had the time to meet up with me today, I really wanted to talk to you after yesterday.” Johnny greets you while unlocking the door to his car.

“Of course, I always have time for you!” You say getting into the vehicle.

“So how are you doing after last night? Did you wake up thinking it was all some sort of nightmare?” He jokes lightly, but you don’t miss the sliver of anxiousness that’s present on his features. Or the hand that’s continuously running through his hair.

“Definitely not a nightmare, but it’s still settling in that such things could exist in this world.” You say, remembering the events of yesterday evening. The memories feel so far away even though they happened just a day prior. 

“I felt the same when I first found out about everything. Plus, all of this information was piled onto you yesterday all at once! I seriously don’t understand how you remained so sane minded y/n. You’re truly something.” Johnny says with a slight smile, causing your heart beat to jump slightly. Unbeknownst to you, Johnny was able to hear the slight pause because of his werewolf hearing. Knowing that he could make your heart flutter always gave him a surge of confidence.

“Shall we get going?” He asks.

“Sure. Where is it that we’re going, by the way?” You ask curiously. When you had replied to Johnny this morning he never specified what the two of you would actually be doing.

“Well I figured we could hang out at the pack house for a bit and then if we want to go somewhere else later we could just play it by ear?” Johnny suggests, finally starting the car and driving away.

“Sounds good to me.” You reply enthusiastically. You liked Johnny’s pack and were itching to discover more about each of them; plus it seems like you also may end up getting some alone time with Johnny by the end of the day. It’s seriously questionable how a werewolf could be so oblivious to your feelings for him, but you’re actually thankful for that, as you don’t think you’ll ever be brave enough to confess. 

The drive to the pack house is quick and easy, differing from you and Johnny’s walk through the forest last night. The gorgeous pack house starts to come into your line of view. Now that you see in better since it’s the day time, you could truly take in what a lovely decor the outside has. The house has a very rustic and cozy feel, but it’s also one of the largest, most intricate houses you’ve ever seen. You figure the reason that’s it’s so big is because it has to house a bunch of teenage werewolves. Johnny pulls up to an open area in front of the house to park the car and the two of you make your way to the door. When you two enter, all you hear is silence. The house is much less hectic than it was last night, most likely because it’s still fairly early. Ten is the first wolf to descend down the stairs and greet the two of you.

“Wow y/n, back already? Johnny must’ve really reeled you in last night huh?” Ten says.

A blush paints your cheeks in confusion, as well as Johnny’s. “You’re not even making sense dude!” Johnny says, pushing Ten’s chest lightly.

“Whatever.” Ten says rolling his eyes and letting out that contagious laugh of his. “Yuta wanted me to tell you that there’s food prepared in the kitchen if the two of you are hungry.” He says.

“Why didn’t Yuta just tell us that himself?” Johnny asks.

“Oh you know... well...” Ten trails off, trying to discretely tell Johnny with his eyes that it’s because of you, but it results in failure.

“Anyways, I’m down to eat if you are?” Johnny says shaking his head at Ten and turning to you.

“I’m never one to turn down food!” You respond, your mood already going up at the simple mention of eating.

“I want food!” A voice yells, a frantic sound of thumping footsteps running down the stairs following it.

“Donghyuck don’t be rude, we have a guest!” Mark says, slowly following Donghyuck, whose already run into the kitchen, down the stairs. It’s only the second time you’ve encountered these two, but you can already tell that Mark is usually the one put in charge of controlling Donghyuck.

“Oh hi y/n, I didn’t know you were coming today!” Donghyuck says, walking out of the kitchen with a donut in his mouth.

“I invited her so that she could meet you guys a bit more and get used to knowing me as a werewolf.” Johnny says.

“Oh nice! We still need a Mario Kart rematch.” Mark says excitedly.

“No Mario Kart today, that’s literally ALL you guys did yesterday!” Johnny says rolling his eyes.

“But we love Mario Kart!” Ten says pouting.

“Yeah, we love it Johnny.” You say additionally pouting. Between the two of you, Johnny is unable to resist and let’s his guard down.

“Fine, I’ll allow you guys to play ONE game. But then I’m stealing y/n for a bit ok?” There it is again. That stupid little jump in your heart beat; but this time, all of the members are there to hear it. All of the guys are smirking at a shy Johnny while you stand there confused.

“What? Did I miss something?” You question.

“Nope, nothing. Now come on, let’s go play!” He says grabbing your arm and lightly tugging you toward the gaming device.

The races go along smoothly, and you finally cross the finish line in first place the last race. “Woo! I will forever remain the Mario Kart champion!” You yell, jumping up from your seat in excitement.

“I demand another rematch!” Donghyuck says annoyed.

“Just drop it man, she won fair and square.” Mark says sounding quite disappointed as well.

“You guys can have a rematch another time, me and y/n are gonna head out now.” Johnny says, stretching his arms while slowly getting up from the couch. “Let me just go tell Yuta that we’re leaving.” Johnny says to you before heading up the stairs.

Once Johnny is out of sight, the three boys all simultaenously stare at you while smirking.

“What?” You ask raising an eyebrow.

“He’s so whipped.” Donghyuck says before Mark hits him.

“What do you mean?” You ask, hoping he meant what you think he meant.

“We’re trying to tell you that Johnny likes you.” Mark says, lowering his voice to ensure that Johnny can’t overhear.

“Of course he likes me, we’re best friends!” You say, completely oblivious.

“Oh my gosh, the BOTH of you are too oblivious for your own good.” Ten says rolling his eyes. “Johnny has feelings for you y/n! Strong feelings!”

Your breathing hitches at the sound of the news. Johnny liked you?

“Are you guys lying to me?” You ask, trying to hide your giddy smile.

“We swear.” Donghyuck says just as Johnny is coming down the stairs.

“Ready to go?” Johnny asks with a small grin.

“Yeah, let’s go.” You say, giving each of the pack members a hug goodbye, and promising that you’ll visit again soon. The two of you head out to the car and Johnny starts to drive. However, you can’t get what the pack said out of your head. Johnny has a crush on you? You doubt it since you just feel like you would’ve noticed since you know him so well. Or at least you thought you knew him well. The car rushes through the trees for about 10 minutes until Johnny finally stops in what looks like the middle of nowhere.

“What’s this?” You ask, wondering why he wanted to take you here.

“I have something to tell you.... and I wanted to make sure the pack wasn’t here to ruin it.” Johnny says with a slight waiver in his voice.

“Is everything ok?” You ask concerned with all of this dark thoughts swarming your head. Maybe he was going to tell you to leave him alone for ever, maybe he was going to tell you this was all a prank, or maybe he was going to tell you that Yuta’s banning him from ever seeing you again. The possibilities are endless! Sensing your worry, Johnny’s expression immediately softens.

“No, don’t worry it’s nothing bad, it’s good. Well I hope you think it’s good... because I think it’s good but there’s a chance you might not-”

“What’s up Johnny?” You question, cutting him off before he could ramble too much.

Johnny sighs. “Well first of all, I just wanted to thank you for being so accepting of me after finding out who I truly am. My pack members always wanted me to tell you the truth, but I was always scared of what you would think of me...” He trails off. “However, now that you do know about werewolves, I figured there was a few things that I need to tell you about us...” He says trailing off again.

“Ok.” You say, urging him to go on.

“You know how I told you about anchors yesterday?” He asks. You nod in response. “Well I lied, I actually do have an anchor.” A surge of jealous rushes through your body before you could help it.

“Oh, who is it?” You ask, trying to hide the sadness in your voice. Suddenly, Johnny grabs both of your hands and intertwines them with his own, looking straight into your face and making heavy eye contact. His large hands are warm, and you feel as if they almost magically make you relax.

“It’s you.” Johnny says softly. You search his face to check for any evidence of lying, but you can see that he’s being absolutely truthful. Biting your lip trying to hide your smile, you shyly look down at the both of your hands.

“That’s not all though.” He says, bringing your attention back to his face.

“You’re also my.... mate.” He says nervously.

“Mate?” You repeat questioningly, the word unknown to you.

“Mate... like soulmate.” He starts explaining. “Every time a werewolf is turned, they are immediately given a soulmate, chosen by fate itself. It’s hard to explain to a human, but as soon as I saw you after I was turned, I knew.” He says. “Every time I touch you it feels like sparks are exploding on my body, every time I look at your my heart starts racing impossibly fast, and every time I think about you I can’t get you out of my head. We were made for each other y/n.” He says, slowly inching closer to you. “I always knew you were special, and now I really know why. Fate brought us together for a reason.” He says, each second his face is getting closer and closer to yours. “I brought you out here to tell you that I love you y/n.” He says, leaning all the way in and pressing his lips against yours.

You remain frozen at first, still processing everything that was just revealed to you. Johnny begins kissing you harder, silently hoping with all of his might that you’ll kiss him back. Finally, you start to move your lips along with his. As soon as you kiss back Johnny attempts to deepen the kiss. He starts acting more fevorously, placing his hands on your waist and pulling you closer. In this moment the two of you are completely enamored with each other, and you swear you could feel those sparks that he was just describing. You eventually have to pull away for air, panting heavily after the intense kiss. Johnny looks down at his lap, not being able to help his shyness coming back now that he’s actually confessed. You reach out and gently grab the bottom of his chin, forcing him to look up at you. Leaning in, you place another light peck on his lips, a way to silently confirm that you feel the same.

“I love you Johnny.” You say smiling. “Or should I say soulmate.” You say cringing at your own words, but continuing to giggle.

Johnny cringes as well, but pulls you into his arms. “I love you too my mate.” 

[seeinganewlight]

what's your favorite song from bandstand?

Oh gosh friend, that is a really hard question. It kind of changes, I have a set of favorites so I’ll talk a little bit about those and why I love them! (I’ll try not to ramble too much, but no promises - also not gonna put it under a cut sorry not sorry #GoSeeBandstand)

Donny Novitski

Donny Novitski (Nova) is a very complex character and clearly he’s struggling a lot and when he hears about the contest he FINALLY feels like he’s actually home and that he can live again, which is…wow it’s only the second song and you’re getting hit with this. What’s also great about this song is that you get to see some of Donny’s humor (and his cockiness tbh) with his comments about Frank Sinatra (omg I died?) and his “bobby socks are swooned at my charms” but something I love is that when he hears about the contest and is thinking of putting together a band, there is not a doubt in his mind that his band needs to be all vets. Music is the one thing that lets Donny escape, it’s the thing that heals him (which is what Andy said he wanted people to leave this show knowing - music can heal people) and he needs a band who can also understand that. Also, I am a sucker for “I want” songs (who isn’t really?) and this is a wonderful one.

Who I Was

This is such a beautiful, honest and heartbreaking song for Julia. This is the first time we hear her sing, and to hear her confide in her mother about her doubts and real feelings involving the war and Michael’s death is a really lovely moment. I’m sure that this song accurately reflects how many war widows then (and I’m sure now) felt. It’s a very vulnerable moment for her, and to have the leading lady’s first song be something this vulnerable says a lot about the show and how the writers were not shying away from anything (we’ll get to that more later) I was talking to @oscarsisaacss about this, the line “And I’m told to be proud, all the news reels and magazine’s practically shout it. But I’m never allowed to admit there is nothing remotely heroic about it” as she says in the next line that was not something anyone was allowed to say. It’s just such a beautiful moment for Julia and Laura sounds incredible on it.

First Steps First

At this point we’ve seen a little of Donny and Julia together and this is the moment when Donny really gets Julia to break out of her shell. Even though they haven’t know each other very long, there is a sense of familiarity between the two and a trust there that comes through when Donny immediately changes the tempo and sings with her. It’s a nice into to their dynamic. AND THEN THERE’S WAYNE WITH HIS FUCKING “SHE DOESN’T REMEMBER THE BRIDGE!?” and Geoff delivers it so perfectly and ahhh it’s just great. Also it’s the first time we see the full Donny Nova Band together.

Love Will Come and Find Me Again

This was the first song I heard from the show and besides Nobody, I would say the most popular/well known of all the songs. Honestly it is just really beautiful and Laura’s delivery of it is so so so lovely. It’ll always be really special to me because I got to see Laura sing it in concert before Bandstand. The way the music builds is amazing, by the time she hits “trouble is the more you deny, the more you don’t even try, the more the world passes by in a haze” you hear the desperation that went into creating this song.

Right This Way

This number is one of the best act 1 finales I have ever seen. (if you don’t believe me, Lin Manuel Miranda said the same thing) Corey’s performance in this song is astonishing, that is truly the only word to describe it. I’ve mentioned this before, but this is the moment when you see how truly broken Donny is. They’ve just found out that they won for Ohio, but they’re told that the sponsors are not helping to pay for their fair or anything to NYC even though that was never explicitly told to them. At this point, after hearing “no” so many times, after going through the war, after constantly fighting to keep himself alive since returning home, he’s been slowly falling apart and this is the moment when you see him break. The intensity of this song is felt through the cast recording, you hear is desperation, his angry, his sorrows, his vices, his hope, his fears - everything. For me personally, this song has some of the most powerful lines in the show. “After 3 years and 8 months of fight my way back” and then the rest of the boys join in with “and losing my faith” as well as the line “we’ve been fighting for far too long” and they all sing together and show that they are not going to be stopped, they are now fighting for themselves and nothing and no one is going to stop them and gosh it is so powerful.

Nobody

This is a wonderful act 2 opener, it’s fun and a huge dance number but it also shows the growth that the characters have gone through since we last saw them. They’re all still hurting and have many fears/vices/demons that they need to fight, but they’re no longer going to let anyone get in their way. They’re determined to achieve their goals and they’re tired of being cast aside and taken advantage of. My personal favorite line is “You know who tells me ‘you don’t have what it takes and you will never reach the top’ ? you know who tells me stop? nobody” also just this song gets me so hype?? and it’s a really good set up for the second to last scene in the show.

Welcome Home (Finale)

This number is singlehandedly the most powerful, moving and heartbreaking scene that I have ever seen in any musical ever. Basically the band has decided that instead of singing Love Will Come and Find Me Again, the song that the producers and everyone else expect them to sing because it’s more hopeful then anything else (right? that was the song they were planning on singing? it’s been 3 months since I saw the show, so that detail is a little fuzzy), after everything they all have been through (Donny and Julia had gotten into quite a fight and she wrote this poem as an apology) they need their stories to be told. They’d already sung a less intense version of the song, but they want to go with Julia’s original poem. They know that since they’re on live tv, they can get cut off at any time, so they need to do it fast so that everyone can hear their message. In this song you hear about each of the guys’ personal struggles in the most raw and honest way. You hear it in what they’re playing. You hear the desperation in Julia’s voice, you hear her struggle with how best to help them because she doesn’t know exactly what they’re going through. Each line is a punch to the gut. They hold nothing back. This was a time when you did not speak about PTSD, mental issues or anything like that, everything was swept under the rug and THEY JUST LAY IT ALL OUT THERE. AND GOD IT IS SO POWERFUL. I have listened to the cast recording dozen upon dozens of times since it’s release and I have cried every single time I have listened to it.

Thanks for reading all of this (if any of you did) and thank you for sending me this messages! Come talk to me about Bandstand whenever!