#still have too much deadpool on my mind

[jettorii]

i missed them for a hot minute

[palskippah]

Hi! I give you this Stobotnik fankid I made a while ago :'y

She's Sofia --or Ivania or some other name ending in 'ia'-- Robotnik (coolest last name)

It's a compilation and also there's some Stone for practice bc I have no idea how to draw him pipipi Eggman is easier bc it's just his Sonic Boom design (I love it)

Some stuff about this universe under the cut!

(Btw if there's incongruencies is bc I can't make up my mind about the facts whwhw)

-Robotnik and Stone are married, very much married. Cartoon villains in love, I love that for them.

-["MARTHA I'M COMING HOME SWEETIE-"] Mixing up the movie things and the whatever's going on in the Sonic Boom, so Robotnik was gone for eight months and when he's back she's already born.

>Also the drawing is a reference to Icarly's "Whatcha got there?" "A smoothie" but she was clearly asking about the ostrich Spencer brought with him.

>Alternatively, Eggman's there and they go through the journey together yippiee. Choosing names, making evil parenting plans and whatever, being their idiot selves.

(After celebrating because they're good news actually) "I want a boy or a girl-" (Eggman) "Yeah me too." (Stone) "-and we should name them a single, worth of remembering name! Like... Eggette for a girl and Eggson for a boy." "I'm not letting you name them any of that, doctor..." "Okay, then how about Beyonce for a girl and-"

>They wouldn't have kids (?? maybe? I don't really know, I only know sonic boom and the movie :'U)- but she was probably the 1% the birth control warns you about. Also, Stobotnik got a very active seggsual life, and I'm imagining she came to be from a quickie over the desk, why not.

>Helpful diagram of Eggman + Stone kissing and then = baby. They were in work hours.

-In the one where he comes back and the baby's already there, Eggman does a terrible job as a father the few first months, but then he gets the hang of it and it's not so bad.

>He gets projectile vomited on and he's immediately asking to get an abortion (the baby's already born) (he didn't give birth to her), Stone says no anyways.

>"Surprisingly, I'm a good father" he thinks one day and it's because he's still very much an orphan here with no frame of comparation or example aside from researching the matter.

-In the one where they wait for her together, he does all the research necessary in all those months, absolutely refusing in doing an average job in that matter, he's the great Ivo Robotnik c'mon. He excels at anything and he'll be a great father (jk he's terrified of fucking up).

-The Stobotnik family is an evil but loving family, like the bears in Puss in Boots whwh criminal family✨

-For the funny of it, Sonic and Eggman got a sort of relationship like in Sonic Boom, so sometime maybe our favorite boy, Tails and Knuckles had to look after their child.

-Also since Knuckles broke Stone's and Robotnik's hands with their handshake, let's have him handle the baby with the most careful grip ever, just to demonstrate that he didn't have to grab their hands that hard aksdjask

-She's a big fan of Sonic and friends (Sonic the Hedgehog, not Sonic Wachowski, the second guy hadn't done even half the things she admires him for, but no one has the heart to tell her when she's a kid). Has a bunch of merch and all the comics of Sonic the Hedgehog.

>When she's a teenager she proudly uses her Sonic backpack in the same way Deadpool uses his Hello Kitty backpack.

-BTW Sonic, Knuckles and Tails are all brothers and Maddie and Tom's kids bc that's the best idea ever made.

-ALSO I'm definitely gonna draw that scene where Knuckles was about to put the baby in the blender and Sonic shouts THE CHILI DOG NOT THE BABY. Some day, you'll see pipipi.

-SAGE was created for various reasons, to be her sister (since she wouldn't stop asking for one but neither Stone nor Robotnik were willing in raising another human kid, thanks very much), to protect her, and also to answer the tedious "why?" questions that neither father had the patience for (A+ parenting right there). Maybe she was used for the original purpose too idk (I don't know that sonic game where she debuts).

>The child's delighted about having a sister, then she grows up and SAGE doesn't, so she has a little sister.

>METAL SONIC TOO MAYBE? Perfect lil american family, the two happily married parents and their three kids (one human girl, an IA and a robot clone of their alien enemy).

-On her early months she was called Pebble, because she really was a mini Stone, Robotnik went along with it (bc he also looked at her and only saw his husband whw) until she was a little older and they started calling her by her name.

>Alternatively, since Eggman was gone, Stone waited for him to return in hopes of choosing together a name for their child, and Pebble worked as a placeholder since she was just a bebi.

>Alternatively alternatively, Eggman came up with the nickname. ROCK-ONNAISSANCE 🗣️ also yeah I know he was going crazy from the mushroom stuff, but he's not above making silly puns, he's a dad now and also he's naturally silly.

(NGL I really gotta make up my mind about how it all happened ajsdkad)

-She's a spoiled kid and also a little menace, unintentionally evil, she can't help it.

>Good-hearted too sometimes, she loves Sage and does her best to protect her back (it's not necessary but it's appreciated anyways).

-Robotnik calls himself 'daddy' way too much in the live-action movies to ignore it, so he's daddy and Stone's dad (dada when she was younger).

>"These are my daddies!" (points to what's clearly two villains -but also good fathers-)

-She has Robotnik's eyes but as big as Stone's. They're the lethal-est sad puppy eyes ever (they work wonders on both parents and other people) (both men got beautiful dark brown eyes with visible eyelashes fight me).

>Look at Eggman's silly eyelashes:

>Also, you know that picture of Lee Majdoub with the beautiful everything? I think he was wearing eyeliner so my Stone wears eyeliner too in contrast to Eggman's dark circles under his eyes JDJS😭

-She's the five-year-old that made Sonic fear them because 'they can be so cruel when they sense weakness' (she was brutally honest as any young kid is).

-Stone and Robotnik got Gomez and Morticia Addams kinda parenting. They see their child beating up someone and they're like:

"What did we do wrong?" (Stone while shaking his head in disappointment) "I know... she lacks resourcefulness." (Eggman) "Exactly, there's her baseball bat right there, why doesn't she use it?"

-Remember that Shadow said in a game that he wouldn't mind taking a candy from a baby? (fandub I think but still) This comes in handy when neither Tails, Sonic or Knuckles want to upset the kid (so Shadow does it instead).

-She plays sports too because she got too much energy. In each of them she loses her patience. She grabs the football and hauls it at the nearest team member, she throws her baseball bat to the ground and starts beating up whoever threw the ball that she missed, she stomps in frustration if she loses, she's great at dodgeball (sends her classmates to the infirmary).

-Throws tantrums and stuff and overall's an annoying kid if she's upset. Eggman's like UGH WHY'S SHE LIKE THIS?? and Stone's like Because of you, doctor (terrible temperament runs in the family and also Robotnik just spoiled her too much).

-I'm kinda dressing her up in the clothes that existed in my mind that supposedly Eggman wore (the weird dress-like jacket with the big zipper in the middle). Under her jacket there's a dress in the same pattern as the original Eggman's clothes, also she wears a baby onesie like that too.

-When she's older she's definitely proud of her fathers, but she doesn't appreciate the rumors that she's prone to go power-crazy like Robotnik did. Especially because it may be true, but what do they know.

-For the irony, she can't stand drinking coffee, but loves the smell of it because it reminds her of home (omg).

-THEY HAVE A PET CAT like I read in some fics and her name is Robot and she's a lil shit and also grumpy like Robotnik.

>Maybe she brings her alive mice to experiment on all sort of stuff (like Pávlov and his dogs and the guy Skinner with his mice and cats (??))

-She gets to hang out with Sonic and friends under the condition of annoying him as much as possible. So, she complies. (She loves Sonic the Hedgehog, but she loves making her fathers happy more).

-Very smart kid but not to the level of Tails or Robotnik at that age, she's just got very good memory and learning skills and knows a lot of stuff ever since she was a little kid. More like a Matilda-kinda intelligence.

-She's a scientist when she grows up too but the kind that makes evil potions and serums and stuff aksjdk probably (chemistry things? biochem idk). She can make silly little robots for the fun of it but it's not her passion, unlike Robotnik and Stone's. PROBABLY. I'm still deciding.

-BTW LOOK (it says 'carefully crafted ploy to distract space porcupines')

>While Eggman's there with the baby and Sonic in front of him going AWWW BABY BOO and making her laugh, Stone is sneaking up on him holding a chair above his head to knock him out.

THAT'S IT THANKS FOR READING ✨✨

[rendy-a]

amh if possible could hoy make hdcns for the dorm leaders ( separately ) reacting to their mc fem explaining the marvel universe and then puts them to watch the movies hehe ( ..also mc's fav hero is dead-pool ;) bc it gives me laugh imagine their reactions about this xd) , thanks in advance and take care<33

This certainly ended up being a little bit of a crack fic but it ended up amusing. Hope you enjoy it.

At first, he scoffs as such a time-wasting thing as wanting to watch dozens of movies.  Where is the educational value in this?

He is just too polite to refuse to listen, so he’ll end up letting you describe all your favorite scenes to him.

You are better off if he doesn’t take an interest because, if he does, he is going to turn into the worst sort of comic book geek.  Be ready to have him quote lore from issues of source material at you during any discussion on this from now on.

What do you mean who would win?  In Volume 3 #3, Thor clearly defeated Iron Man.  Don’t get upset Prefect, I don’t write the lore, I just recite it.

Doesn’t appear to be interested but, if you pause long enough, he’ll prompt you to go on.  It’s important to you, so he’ll try to care at least a little.

You’d never tell him this, but you love to banter with him because it reminds you of your favorite character.  Sometimes you wonder if he’d be pleased or offended to know who you remind him of.

Movie marathons?  Not only is he willing to do them with you, but he is also often the one who suggests them.  Don’t be deceived though, it’s not for the movie but for the quality nap time on the couch with you. 

Don’t turn that off, Herbivore, I’m watching it.  What do you mean I don’t know what’s going on?  This is the part where we learn her mom isn’t dead after all.  So quiet down and keep the lights off.

Please, he is in Board Game Club with Idia. You think this is the first time he has hmmm’d himself through a conversation about fictional characters?

Wait, you say that this makes a ton of money?  Tell him more about this merchandising and licensing.  Especially that, what do you call it…ah, Happy Meal.

You can eventually talk him into watching the movies with you for ‘research purposes.’  When you do, you can’t help but notice how teary-eyed he gets at the sad scenes.  He’s just so sensitive!

Deadpool is also his favorite character.  He feels a sort of connection to certain parts of his story.

So, she chooses to stay with him even though he looks like that?  No, I’m not blubbering.  No, I don’t need you to cuddle with me.  Ok, fine.  Just for a little while. 

He doesn’t get it, but he still loves it.  Sure, you have to explain everything to him three times, but he gets excited over your excitement.  Call him any time to talk about your theories on how things would have gone if Thanos had made a different wish on the infinity gauntlet.  He doesn’t mind if it’s 3 AM (just don’t let Jamil find out).

Movie marathons turn into parties.  Why just watch the movies when you can have themed snacks and dress up too?  Hulk smash cakes and Black Widow berry cobbler?  Yes, please.

His favorite part of any film is the soundtrack.  If he hears a song he likes, he gets up to dance along.  It’s pretty disruptive when you are watching the movie but when you see how much fun he is having, you find you don’t really mind after all.

Sorry Prefect, Jamil says we can’t have dance battles in Scarabia anymore.  Ooh!  But come by the Pop Music Club later.  I’m going to play all my favorite songs for Cater and Lilia. Ahaha!

You were worried Vil would dismiss your favorite Marvel films as inferior art, but he is actually rather generous about it.  He believes the film should suit the audience and, as so, there is nothing wrong with films like this that serve to entertain the masses.

Still, he can’t help but be critical of everything while you watch.  He doesn’t criticize the things you’d talk about with your friends but topics you’d hardly even notice while you watched like the set design and lighting.

You notice Vil seems secretly fond of Loki.  You think the idea of the Villain that survives the main movies to get his own spotlight series appeals to him.

No, Potato, I’m just saying the angle isn’t right for this sort of tone.  A shot from below would be more effective.  Plus…wait, are you having more popcorn?  I don’t think so, it’s past the time you can snack before bed.

You had expected Idia to be all in on the Marvel Universe but, at first, he is oddly resistant to it.  He’d rather recommend you one of his own favorite hero movies.  If you disagree on which is better, he is more than willing to fight with you over why his is best!

After a heated argument, he puts on some of the movies to watch so he can come up with targeted points about why his own shows are better.  This does not work out for him as he gets sucked in himself.  Next time you meet up, he wants to go over tiny bits of lore and speculate on future plot lines from hints in the past movies.

You might think his favorite would be Iron Man because they both are innovative engineers, but he is a fan of Ant Man.  Shrinking down to a size where you can hide from everyone; it’s an introvert’s dream!

Prefect, this is serious business!  I’ve drawn up plans.  So long as we sleep only 2 hours a day and avoid taking any breaks for food, studying, and showers, we can finish at least three seasons this weekend.  True fans like us need to be ready to sacrifice for the shows we love!

There are many things Tusnotarou doesn’t understand, and this is one of them.  For starters, he barely knows how to use his smartphone, let alone how to stream movies and shows.  So, before you can even start explaining the plot, you must explain the whole concept of series and interconnecting shows to him.

He doesn’t get it, but he is happy to watch with you.  Your reactions to the show are far more amusing to him than the actual show.  Plus, he feels like he learns so much about the human world from your conversations.  A subway, how intriguing an idea.  Humans are so fascinating.

Even though he watches politely, he isn’t very impressed.  They can fly?  Well so can he.  Magic, lightning, superstrength?  All just part of being a dragon.  Perhaps instead of being interested in these superheroes, you’d rather learn more about him?

 Lilia, do you think I am a superhero?  The Prefect has been explaining this concept to me in great detail lately.  I can’t help but notice the many things I have in common with these so-called heroes.  Why yes, Lilia, now that you mention it, I am wearing a cape.  Another point in my favor. Fu fu fu.    

[talesofesther]

crimson and white

Wednesday Addams x Reader

Summary: You and Wednesday take a walk in the snow, and you see her cheeks turn rosy for the first time.

Requested by anon

A/N: This story is part of my Christmas Special event.

Masterlist

Snow and frozen grass crushed beneath your boots as you walked, the sky had a few clouds to it, but a few rays of sun still tried to peek through; though they didn't do much to warm you up, it was exceptionally cold today.

Exactly the type of weather Wednesday adored, and you did too, as long as your toes didn't freeze. So that's why, with a bit of insistence, you dragged her out of her dorm to take a walk outside with you.

The school grounds were covered in a white blanket, the lake — that you were beside right now — already had a thin layer of ice on top of its water, part of you wanted to test your luck and walk on it.

Maybe tomorrow.

Because right now, your gloved hand was steadily holding onto Wednesday's cold one. Your fingers intertwined as you walked near the shore, your thumb gently brushing her skin there in hopes to warm her up — even if she enjoyed the cold.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" You stopped walking as you said it, looking ahead at the lake's immensity in front of you, at how there was almost no color in sight besides the glistening white.

"It's not bad," Wednesday answered, making no effort to turn her gaze away from you.

You finally turned to her, the ghost of a smile on your lips for having the privilege of this moment; Wednesday's braids were a little all over the place because of the wind, she wore a black beanie that had a little pom-pom on top — just because you asked — and her cheeks, usually pale and devoid of color, now had a faint pink blush to them, as did the tip of her nose.

Her beauty put any landscapes to shame really. And how you wanted to snap a picture of her here and now.

Wednesday's eyebrows scrunched slightly when your gaze didn't waver; "what is it?" She inquired.

You chuckled, bringing your hands up; you cupped Wednesday's rosy cheeks between your gloves, the soft material brushing tenderly over her smooth skin.

Her lips parted and her eyes roamed your face confusedly, but she naturally inched closer to you.

With a feather-like touch, you kissed her, capturing her lower lip between yours as your thumbs grazed the apples of her cheeks. Wednesday's lips were a little cold against yours, but ever so soft. You felt her hands coming to rest on your waist, tugging gently as she melted against you.

You pulled back, maybe a little too quickly given how she chased after you for half a second before opening her eyes slowly; "what was that for?" She asked lowly.

"Your cheeks are all rosy from the cold," you told Wednesday, brushing her black strands of hair behind her ear, painting a picture to store in your mind of how beautiful they contrasted with the white snow, "too adorable not to kiss."

Wednesday huffed, blinking her gaze away from yours. She tried to feign annoyance but the way her nose and cheeks became all the more flushed said otherwise.

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[sciderman]

I know you visit other ships, but what is it that draws you to mainly create Spideypool content as opposed to Spideytorch content?

well ya got me

by all accounts it doesn't make sense

i haven't made it any sort of secret that i think johnny and peter are just better than spider-man and deadpool in every sort of conceivable way - they're healthier, they have history - they complete each other and they're just... good for each other and they really, genuinely, wholeheartedly love each other. like, right there, on the page. like, all of the ribbing has never, never come from a place of genuine hate - it might've come from a little envy, or other kinds of pettiness - but peter and johnny hold so much love and respect for each other, from the very, very beginning.

the main thing i can say for myself about why i picked spideypool over other ships is - one, deadpool was my first comic book love. i love him so much and i love writing him so much, and i'd miss writing him so much.

and two - well... i just, i like how complicated it is. i like that wade and peter are fighting me at every turn. when i started writing the blog i had half a mind that wade and peter would never get together, and the whole conceit of it is that is doesn't make sense and it's a crack ship that shouldn't work out.

i think i kind of just wanted to take that crack ship in my hands and make it believable, somehow. i thought - actually. actually there's a way this could work. i'm going to make these two fall in love and they're going to fight me at every turn and sabotage and make it nearly impossible for me. i love it when they fight back - wade and peter just, kind of have a life of their own in my head now, and they very rarely do what i tell them to.

i think i love wade and peter being diametrically opposed in every sort of a way, but on an outwards and honestly, even inwards glance they're similar beasts.

i love spider-man being symbolic of everything wade kind of wants and hopes for, but in a way that wade doesn't entirely understand or examine deeper because he's too busy projecting. that's unhealthy, but interesting.

i love deadpool being symbolic of everything peter fears because, what, wade stole his schtick, and is reckless and selfish, and wears all the things peter's ashamed of like a badge of honour. completely unapologetic. peter hates it. it's unhealthy. but interesting.

and i love to see them both overcome, and start seeing each other as people, instead of funhouse reflections of each other. deadpool sees spider-man as what he could be, and spider-man sees deadpool as what he could've been...

i think there's just something i love about this being something that shouldn't work, and absolutely everyone (including wade and peter) thinking it's not going to work, but them just... still trying to make it work.

i had to work So hard to get them this far. and they still have to keep working so hard to get where they want to be. nothing for them is easy. it's all - it's all so...

i don't KNOW man there's just so much good fucking food here that a lot of people sleep on and i just love to sink my teeth into it. it's a greasy, greasy, unhealthy feast. and i love it.

[ragingduststorm]

R U Mine?

Since I'm in my Ed Skrein phase right now and just watched the first Deadpool again, I just had to write some smut about baby boy Ajax.

Little background: OC is a mutant water bender (ATLA style) and gets paid to heal people. On their first meeting, she accidentally heals his lack of emotion and he develops an obsession for her. They become something like friends and she constantly teases him for not being able to do nothing and just chill. He finally takes his chance after orchestrating some time off for them.

OC's name is Ray, uses she/her pronouns, self-conscious about her body

Word count: ~5k

Warning (this is a long one): 18+, so, so much sex, obsession, oral (both f and m receiving), degradation (the b word is used several times), praise, a lot of biting and scratching and pain, edging, dom/sub, lots of swearing I might forget something, it's honestly so much

“Just give me a second. Stay there!”, she laughed as she sprinted into her bedroom. She could have purged the alcohol from her system, but she enjoyed not worrying all the time. Her brain was constantly filled with questioning whether she acted normal, if she was too much or too loud. He’d never given her the impression or made a mean comment about it, but still the thoughts were there. Not when she was mildly drunk, though. She laughed as loud as she wanted and spoke whatever came to her mind. And that’s why they were in her flat now. Because she’d blurted out that the morally grey love interest in the book she’d just finished, looked alarmingly like him. She would probably regret all of this by tomorrow and ghost him as a result. But that was a problem for the Ray of tomorrow.

Now, she rummaged around the room, looking for that damned book. She’d finished it last night and had decided to take it back instead of keeping it here in the safe house. It was a beautifully bound hardcover filled with illustrations. Something like that had to be displayed, even if she was the only one who’d ever see it. By the third pile of clothes she started to panic. Ajax was in the other room, in her home, alone. And that nosy shit would absolutely be snooping around. She had to hurry. There! Underneath a stack of papers and some spare sheets. How on earth did it get there? It didn’t matter. She flipped through the pages, looking for a suitable picture as she returned to the living room.

 Ajax was nose deep in her video game collection, of course. “You know, we haven’t done that part of the list yet.”, he said as he turned around. “Patience, young Padawan. I’ll beat you in Mario Kart later.”, Ray grinned as she stepped closer to him. “See, this is your good twin. Culann, Lord of the Risen Court and Master of the Wind and all its creatures.” Ajax looked at her sceptically and then at the illustration. “Hmm, I don’t know.” Her reflexes were sluggish from the alcohol, so he snatched the book from her hand with ease. “Hey!”, she said, but he was already on the other side of the room. God, that bastard was fast. He flipped through the pages as she chased him through the room. “So that’s what you read, ey? I mean, I knew you had a dirty mind, but this is utter filth.” Ray’s whole face burned red hot as she knew exactly what page he was on. “Give it back, that’s private!” The adrenaline paired with the alcohol made her completely forget about her powers. She tried to jump at him, but he dodged easily. “Doesn’t look very private to me. That’s quite an audience in this picture.” This time, when she tried to grab the book, he didn’t dodge. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and before she knew it her back was pressed against his front. His free arm was draped around her chest, making it impossible for her to flee as he held the book so that they both could look in.

“A medieval fantasy setting and still they have showers. Wouldn’t it make more sense to fuck in a bathtub?”, his mouth was dangerously close to her ear, his voice low and threatening. An involuntary shudder gripped her body, making her lurch, but still, he held tight. The illustration showed the winged love interest kneeling in front of the female protagonist, eating her out like his life depended on it. Ray remembered the moment she’d read the scene. How it had turned her own and how she’d taken care of herself afterwards. In her imagination it hadn’t been Culann, though.

“You fucking piece of shit.”, Ray stammered, out of breath not only from the struggle. He’d pressed her so close to him, she could feel his body through the thin clothes she was wearing. It wasn’t only his abs that were surprisingly hard. “Such a filthy, filthy mouth.”, he breathed into her ear and her legs almost gave out from under her. Ray was utterly confused and horny at the same time. They were…friends, right? Sure, they had flirted before, but it had always just been a joke. He was teasing her, making fun of her. “Ajax.”, her voice was quiet and he could feel a shift in him. “Stop me, if you want to.” It wasn’t sarcasm, it wasn’t malicious, it was genuine. If she wanted to, she could stop this, could have stopped this at any point. She could sober herself up, force him to get away from her, but she didn’t. Not because she had forgotten, but because she didn’t want to. She liked this. She craved this. 

“I yearn for the day when we can cast aside the façade and embrace the chaos we’ve sown together.” Ray’s mind cleared. She turned around in his arms as he threw the book onto the couch. They were so close. Closer than they’d ever been before. She could smell his cologne and beneath, his natural scent, could see every little imperfection. She looked up into his icy eyes that were fixed on her. “You read it.”, she said, surprised. He smiled at her and brushed a few stray hairs out of her face. The gesture made her breath hitch. “Bought it yesterday. I’m not as fast a reader as you, so I’m only on page two hundred something.” So, he’d spent almost the whole day before dinner reading. “Congratulations, you know how to chill.” “It’s a lot more fun with you around, though.”, he said almost inaudibly as he caressed her face. His mouth was so dangerously close to hers. They were so close, she could feel his heartbeat, could feel his blood pumping through his body. She could stop this. She could make him back off. She could make his heart stop with just her thought. Instead, she reached up and kissed him.

It was like the floodgates had opened. All the pent-up tension that had built up for more than a year exploded as they kissed frantically. She pushed him back against the wall that he hit with a thump. Their hands wandered, exploring each other’s bodies. But he didn’t overstep. Only when his hands moved underneath his shirt, so did his under hers. When she took off his shirt, he in return took off her top. “Fuck.”, she whispered as she looked at him, shirtless and hers. “Likewise.”, he laughed as he took off her bra and caressed her breasts. He took one of them in his mouth and flicked her already erect nipple with his tongue before biting it lightly. Ray cried out and almost lost her footing, so she moved them to the bedroom. It was utter chaos in there, proving that she hadn’t in a million years believed this was a possible outcome for the day. But he didn’t see it. He only had eyes for her.

She opened his belt and he stepped out of his jeans, leaving him only in tight underwear that showed a perfect outline of his hard cock. Her mouth watered just glancing at it. She pushed him down to sit at the edge of the bed. He kissed along her stomach, reaching her waistband. With one clean sweep he pulled both her pants and underwear off. Good, because she’d been wearing some embarrassingly old panties today.

She stood in front of him now, completely naked. Embarrassment rose in her as she compared his perfectly sculpted body to hers. She couldn’t understand why he wanted her or maybe he was just horny and she was simply there. She tried to move, but he’d grabbed her ass as he kissed along her hips. As if he’d read her thoughts, he looked up, right into her soul. “You’re so god damn beautiful, you know?” She didn’t know. But before she could reply, he pulled her down onto the bed, right beneath him. He parted her legs with his body as he kissed her with such passion, she couldn’t form a coherent thought anymore. His still restrained erection brushed against her delicate spot, making her moan. “Oh, I love that sound.”, he growled into her ear. Her body burned with desire for him. She wanted him to touch every part of her and she wanted to touch all of him in return. He went lower and lower, kissing and biting while she scratched his back with one hand. The other caressed his head.

Still, he went lower and as he reached her thighs, she couldn’t help but move towards him. “Patience.”, he laughed as he kissed the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. He took his time until she couldn’t take it anymore. “Ajax, please.” He looked up at her from in between her legs and it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. “Please, what?”, he asked with a smirk. “Touch me, lick me, fuck me. Anything!” Her voice was thick with need for him. “Your wish is my command.” And finally, he ran his tongue along her. His strong hands held her legs apart as he dipped inside her, flicked her bud, drove her wild. She couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed the backside of his head and held him in place.

“Fingers.”, she ordered and he obeyed immediately. He covered one of his fingers in her slick and his spit and moved inside her. “More.” As the second finger joined the first one, she screamed out. “A little faster and harder.” Exactly like that. As she got closer and closer, she screamed profanities, screamed his name. “Come for me.” His voice reverberated through her body, sending her over the edge. He didn’t stop. He kept going at the exact rhythm she needed until she’d ridden out her high. When she signalled that she was done for the moment, he came back up to kiss her passionately. 

“I didn’t think you’d be such a good girl for me.” His smile paired with the look in his eyes made her immediately ache for more. “You want me to be a brat?”, she asked. “Later.” “Good, because I really need you to fuck me right now.” His eyes darkened. “Say please.” She swallowed hard. “Ajax, please, I need you to fuck me senseless right now.” He slid off the underwear he was still wearing and sat back on his knees. His throbbing erection was now free and well, large. “Please, please, please.”, she moaned as he guided it closer to her entry. He covered himself in her slick but he didn’t enter. “Look at me.”, he ordered and she obeyed. Slowly, so slowly, he entered and her eyes widened. He studied her face closely and stopped for a second when it felt like too much for her. She breathed in hard. “No, keep going.” “Pain can be good sometimes, right?”, he repeated the words she’d said to him ages ago. She nodded and bit as he continued. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Finally, he was inside her. All of him. “Fuck, Ajax. You’re so…” But she couldn’t finish the sentence as he started moving. Slowly, out and back in, as she got used to his size.

She had to focus to look at him. One hand was low on her abdomen, where he could feel himself through her skin. The thumb on his other hand he took to his mouth and licked it before lowering it to her clit and stroking in lazy circles. She would never be able to get this god like sight out of her head. He picked up the pace as she adjusted. Now, she was entirely unable to speak. She couldn’t even swear. All she could do was moan and scream and feel. “Shit, you feel so good. You take me so well, baby.” He lowered himself onto his arms, making her angle her legs and resulting in him hitting even deeper into her core. Her hands scratched along his back hard and as she came again, she drew blood. Instead of slowing down, he picked up the pace, making her scream in a mix of pleasure and pain. “Keep going, make me bleed.” He struggled to get the words out and she could feel how close he was. Her hands wandered, one hand now clawing into his ass, the other into his side. “Say my name.” He sounded utterly feral now. She obeyed. Again and again she screamed his name until he buried himself so painfully deep. He came with a roar that tore right through her body and brain. It was the hottest thing she’d ever heard. She could feel his hot cum inside of her and she was so glad that she didn’t need to worry about it. 

He collapsed onto her when he was entirely spent, burying her underneath his bulk. His weight felt calming as she hugged him tight. He breathed rapidly against her ear, she could feel his blood running through him, could feel it leaving his cock, spilling out of the wounds on his back.

They stayed like this for a while. Silent, except for their breathing. Ray’s mind began racing again. What if things got awkward now? What if he’d gotten what he wanted and he would leave? That was absolutely his right, of course. He owed her nothing after all. And she didn’t want or need anything from him, either. These past few days had been like a beautiful fever dream and now it was over and…  he kissed her. Carefully. He lifted himself onto his forearms to gaze down upon her. She’d expected to see indifference on his face, but the way he looked at her took her breath away. She’d never seen him like this. Vulnerable and soft. “Do you need anything?” The question made all of her worries fly away. “Uhm, no…well, maybe. I need to take a shower.” Not because she was covered in his sweat and scent, she quite enjoyed that, but because she absolutely needed to heal her downstairs area. It had been a while since she’d last had sex and even longer that she’d been fucked like that, if ever. “Of course.” He pulled out and sat back down on his knees in front of her. “Do you need any help?”, he asked concerned. “No, I’ll be fine.”, she answered. And groaned as she stretched her legs and sat up. Fuck, she was in an even worse state than she’d thought. She was too proud to let it show, though. Slowly, she moved to get up. And immediately sank back down onto the bed as her legs didn’t support her. Ajax was by her side immediately. He swiped her hair out of the way and kissed the tattoo on her shoulder. “I’m sorry, I got a little caried away.” “No, no, it was good…really fucking good, I’m just not used to…that.” ‘That’ was vague on purpose. ‘That’ was his dick, his strength, his enthusiasm, her feelings. One of his fingers traced down her spine, causing her to close her eyes and hum. “Do you want to?”, he asked as he reached right the base of her spine. “Hmm?” “Get used to it, I mean.” Her eyes opened with a start. He hadn’t noticed though, as he was studying her tattoos. What did he mean by that? Surely not… he must mean his size. Nothing else. “Uhm, I mean, uuuhhh…”, was her witty reply. He laughed and before she could stop him, he’d scooped her into his unbelievably strong arms and gotten up.

“Take a shower. Heal up. You can answer me later.” He carried her into the small bathroom and lowered her carefully back onto her legs, making sure she could support herself before he let go. “Don’t have too much fun without me.”, he quipped and he smacked her ass so hard, she lurched forward and had to steady herself on the edge of the bathtub. “You fucking piece of shit!”, she yelled but he was already out of the room. “You can return the favour later!”, was his answer. The throbbing of her cheek joined the rest of her body. She stepped into the tub and turned on the water. Steaming hot, just as she liked it. Didn’t matter that it was still hot as fuck outside, she needed her skin to burn right now.

She bend the water to clean up every part of her body before she concentrated on healing herself. Her insides had been in a worse state than she’d thought. She let out a sigh as the pain began to subside. Now she could see that Ajax had also bitten harder than she’d assumed. Bruises were forming along her body and Ray was sure that her ass sported an imprint of his hand. For a moment she debated whether or not she should heal all that. She quite liked how his marks looked on her body and she was one of those weird people that enjoyed pressing on a bruise. But no, it would be too weird if she healed everything except for this.

She stayed under the hot water for a while, just enjoying the heat before turning it off. She had no clothes to put on so, even though she was dry, she put on one of the gigantic fluffy towels she so loved. She’d expected Ajax to be gone or at least to be clothed and on his way out, but the sight in front of her made her jaw drop. He was lying in her bed, spread out naked like a Greek god, next to him a tray of fruit and snacks and a carafe of water. “Oh, no, no, no, that won’t do. This flat is officially a clothes free zone.”, his voice was playfully severe and he motioned for her to come closer. “First, this is my flat and I refute such a stupid rule.” She stepped a little closer, holding her towel tight. Her anxiety was now completely gone. This was her element. This was what she knew and what she was good at. “Second, a towel doesn’t count as clothes.” That bastard just sat there, lazily eating a grape, watching her. There was a glint in his eyes that sent a shiver down her spine. “You know, when I said later to that whole brat thing, I didn’t mean now.” Ray took a slow step towards the door to the living room. Ajax perked up, ready to pounce. “Too fucking bad. You should have specified.” They looked at each other like wild animals. He was the predator, she was the prey. The only question was, who would move first.

Ray did. She sprinted towards the door, opening it and slamming it in his face, but he was right behind her. Still clutching the towel, she jumped over the sofa to the other side of the room. She regretted not springing for a bigger apartment. “You little bitch. The more you struggle the more you will be punished.” He was in hunter mode now and Ray felt sympathy for anyone he’d ever been after. The man standing on the opposite side of the room was freaking scary and imposing. Adrenaline was pumping inside of her and her core was in knots. His cock was hard again and standing at the ready. She bit her lip. “Maybe I like the punishment.”, she hissed. He jumped and she ran into the kitchen. There was nowhere else for her to go, except the terrace, but she did not want to let the whole neighbourhood know what they were doing. The kitchen was kind of small and…tidy. He’d fucking tidied up when he got the food. Bastard.

He was blocking the doorway now and she was pressed against the sink. She had an idea. A terrible idea that was sure to make him mad. “You have nowhere to go. Come quietly and I might play nice.” She turned to look at him, catching his eye and holding his gaze. Slowly, she moved her arm towards the faucet. “Right. You bastard don’t know what nice means.” She threw an arm full of water towards him to slam him away from the door, but he’d expected that. He dodged and before she could move past him, he’d grabbed her. She screamed as he pressed her close to him for the second time today and he yanked the towel away from her.

“Oh, you bad, bad girl. You got rid of all the marks I left on your pretty little body.” Her naked back was pressed against his front. One hand held her close and aggressively fondled her breasts while the other was between her legs. “Don’t worry, I will make new ones.” His cock was throbbing against her naked ass as his hand slid along her folds. “God, you’re wet already.” It was true. Her face turned red at how embarrassingly quickly her body wanted him. But instead of admitting it, she struggled against him. He could take her right then and there. He could just thrust into her, make her scream again. “Fuck you.”, she spat out. “Your filthy mouth is just begging to be filled at this point.” And it was the truth. She longed to take his hard cock into her mouth. To choke on his length. So, instead of keeping her mouth shut, she proved him right. “Go to hell.” She hadn’t expected him to bite into the nape of her neck so hard that she gasped. He turned her around and the darkness in his eyes made her heart stop. If she didn’t know better, she would be scared. But they both knew that she was in control. She could stop this anytime.

“On your knees.”, he ordered and he pushed her down so hard she had no choice but to obey. Her face was now right in front of his cock and her mouth watered. All brattiness had left her body. Before he could say anything else, one of her hands was stroking him as the other cradled his balls. “Fuck, good girl.” She looked up at him and the feral look he gave her drove her wild. She opened her mouth but instead of taking him in, she licked the tip that was already leaking precum. His moans undid him. This man had no idea what was in store for him. She licked along his shaft while stroking him off lazily. His cock throbbed in her hand and she smiled right before she began taking him in. Slowly, she took him deeper and deeper, her tongue swirling around and licking his precum. He tried moving his hips, but she signalled him to stop. Not yet. She worked herself closer and closer to his base, taking deep breaths whenever she could and choking herself on him. Now it was his turn to swear profanities and to say her name like a prayer. His considerable size was a challenge and she doubted many had been able to take him like this. The thought made her a little proud and even more eager to please him. He held her hair out of her face like a gentleman and she gave him a sign to start moving.

He held her head steady by the hair as he fucked into her face. Careful at first, but more and more frantic as he realized that she could take it. One of her hands was still on his balls, kneading them as her other hand wandered between her legs. It was just a small release of the pressure she felt, but she knew she would get her turn later. The good thing about her power was that she could bend down the excess spit that would have made her cough and choke otherwise. Her knees began hurting on the cold tiles, but in the moment she wanted nothing more than to have Ajax cum right into her mouth. She could feel he was close. Until he hit her just as she was breathing in and she began coughing. He pulled out immediately to check if she was okay. “I’m fine.”, she said in between coughs, but he wasn’t having it. He pulled her back up on her wobbly legs to kiss her. “Fuck, baby, you did so good.”, he was genuinely impressed, but Ray was indignant. “I wanted you to cum in my mouth.” “Oh, no, I wouldn’t have. I have other plans.” 

He made her wrap her legs around his waist and carried her back into the bedroom, where he threw her onto the bed. That bastard had planned that, the tray was already on the floor. “That wasn’t much of a punishment if you enjoyed it, don’t you think?”, he asked as he stood at the foot of the bed, lazily stroking himself as he looked her up and down. Like he was going to devour her. Ray got goosebumps. “I mean, I almost choked on your cock, so I’d say that’s punishment enough.” Her voice was cocky to goad him on. She had no idea what else he wanted to do to her, but she desperately wanted to find out. “Turn around, on your stomach.” She gave him a smile. “No.” “Ray.” She’d always loved how her name sounded from his lips, but this was something else entirely. “Ajax.”

He didn’t take any more of her shit. He straddled her and even though she did her best to struggle, he turned her onto her stomach without a problem. Then, he sat down so she was trapped. “You little fucking brat.”, he spat and she couldn’t see him, but she could feel what he was doing. He jerked himself off. “No, no, no.”, she protested, her pussy aching for the relief she’d counted on. He pushed down onto her back with one arm. She couldn’t move. She was helpless. “You don’t deserve to cum.” “Ajax, please!”, her voice was so needy, it was embarrassing. “Oh, no. Begging won’t help you. You’re a dirty little bitch and you don’t deserve this.” And when he said ‘this’, he touched the wet spot between her legs, making her squirm. “I know how much you want it.” He moved lower down so he sat on her legs, his dick so close to both holes she wanted filled. She moved her ass closer. And jerked back as his hand hit her cheek hard. She cried out. He hit her again and again, alternating hands and cheeks and she just knew he had the nastiest grin on his face. But she didn’t dare look. She just screamed into the pillow. Healing the bruises had been a terrible idea. She wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

Right before she told him to stop in earnest, he already did. He lay his body down on top of hers, his dick between her ass cheeks. And he moved. Her tears turned from tears of pain to tears of frustration. He was so close. Just a little adjusting and he would be inside of her. But he didn’t let her shift. Instead, he bit into her neck, into her shoulder, never breaking skin, but leaving nasty, painful bruises. “Please, Ajax. I can’t-“ another bite made her yelp. “I can’t take it anymore. Please!” Her voice was full of the frustration she felt. He let up a little and turned her painfully so she could see him. “Are you sorry?”, he asked, his gaze was hard. “Yes!” “What are you sorry for?” “I’m sorry I got rid of the bruises you left on my body.” “Do you swear to never do it again?” “Yes, of course!” “I don’t think you understand. Do you swear to let my marks on your body heal naturally, even when I’m not around?” Ray’s voice caught before she could speak. What? Was he serious? He, of course, noticed her silence. “Do you swear?” She could feel him stroking himself again. “Okay, yes, I swear!” She would have said anything in that moment to get him to fuck her. He couldn’t be serious anyway. It was just a game. “And do you swear to always see me before the bruises fade so I can give you new ones?” Oh. “What?”, Ray asked, now completely confused. He lay down back on top of her, pressing her into the bed. His mouth was right by her ear when he said: “Do you swear to let me fuck you, to let me hurt you, regularly? Do you swear you will make time for me, to let me come to you whenever either of us wants to? Do you swear you will keep yourself safe so that I won’t have to worry about you when we are apart?” Her head swam. She was horny and confused and so fucking turned on and insecure. His cock throbbed against her back. She had no idea what she agreed to when she said: “Yes, I swear. Now please, please, fuck me.”

“With pleasure.”, he said with an obvious grin in his voice. Before she could say anything else, he’d buried himself inside of her. The tears came back, now because of the pleasure and the release she felt. He fucked her hard and deep and she came almost immediately. “Say my name.”, it was more of a plea than an order, but she was happy to obey. Her body was in so much pain and her head was confused, but she relished in the first thing and refused to acknowledge the second. When she came back down from her admittedly very long high, he pulled out and she could feel hot ropes of cum shooting across her back. Another way to mark her as his, even though she didn’t quite realize it yet.God, she was so tired. The alcohol was completely out of her system now, making her sluggish. The fact that it was five in the morning didn’t help either. Ajax carried her back into the bathroom, but this time he carefully put her in the bath and turned on the water. She knew it was both because he wanted to take care of her and because he wanted to make sure she only healed what was necessary and not one bruise more. He carried her back to the bed when she was finished and tucked her underneath the blanket. As he returned from his own shower, she was already half asleep. They didn’t say a word when he cuddled up against her as the big spoon. He pulled her close and she used his arm as a pillow. It was surprisingly comfortable. Usually, she had trouble falling asleep even when she was tired, but his steady breathing and the beating of his heart were like a lullaby to her. She must have already been dreaming because she could have sworn she heard him say “You are mine.”

[macdenlover]

okay i have a (kind of) realistic macdennis jealousy arc ryan reynolds episode idea :)

so. mac gets a new boyfriend (obviously) who’s this absurdly perfect guy. he’s smart, kind, funny, rich, he’s got a perfect hollywood beefcake body etc etc whatever. you guys get it. so mac introduces him to the gang and everyone’s happy for them but they move on pretty fast to whatever scheme they’re setting up next. except for dennis who is like ummmm???? don’t you guys think somethings weird about that guy???? and the gang is like no???? and now they all think (know) dennis is losing his mind because of this stupid jealous codependency thing he has going with mac. so when they’re no help to him he sneaks around on his own trying to find as much dirt on this guy as he possibly can— breaking into his house, searching his car, getting one of frank’s seedy connections to run a background check. but everything he finds is totally spotless. spotless like every inch in his house was just scrubbed insanely clean and this guy has zero social media presence at all and its weird. and now dennis is convinced this dude is a full blown serial killer. but also dennis is manic and deranged at this point and no one buys it they’re like ugh we get you’re jealous but you don’t need to project onto this guy. then mr perfect boyfriend decides to take mac out on a surprise date and he puts a blindfold on him and drives him to a secret location far away and dennis, like the paranoid jackass he is, decides to follow them. and when they finally get there dennis tries to be all HA! i got you now! mac i’m gonna save you i’m gonna get you out of here but it turns out mac is totally fine and this guy just wanted to introduce mac to his dogs or something idk something pretty innocent. so mac and dennis get into a huge fight there’s jealousy and betrayal and years worth of mac not standing up to dennis finally coming out and while they’re busy yelling at each other BOOM they get beat upside the head with something heavy and they wake up bloody and tied up and blindfolded in this dudes basement because he DID end up being a serial killer. and then that same charmingly funny intonation ryan reynolds does (you know the deadpool voice) gets Very Creepy very fast (sorry i just wanna see him play a killer really bad like some people are so put off by the way he talks and i’d love seeing it subverted like that.. OKAY moving on). anyway they’re STILL fighting because dennis is bragging about how he was able to figure it out when no one else did and mac is like oh my goddd will you shut the fuck uppp!! and now they’re really about to die so dennis confesses his love to mac as one last goodbye and it’s a very sweet moment between them. but THEN! they don’t die because the gang shows up in the last second. and by god do they fucking Destroy this guy. when i say its gruesome i mean its Gruesome okay he’s bleeding out from charlie biting a chunk out of his neck, dee’s stomping on his crotch with her giant wrecking ball feet, frank has a flame thrower for some reason (probably connected to the b story im too lazy to think about) but the point is it’s BADDD. and then they all sit in silence covered in blood on the way back home except for when dennis asks how they knew they were in danger and it’s cause that background check came back and they found out the guy was french.

[krashoutluv]

What are your thoughts on Jason from Three Jokers?

particularly for me, his emotional dependence is so big just because he confused things with the Barbara

3 JOKERS SPOILERS !

tldr; i ramble a little abt how i hate modern Jason fucking Todd and highlight how much justice this comic did for him

and how modern writers are just trying to turn him into a batfam insert of deadpool

Yes! I dont think Jason had 100% feelings for Babs, like he said, he thought it could work. It definitely came from a moment of weakness/vulnerability, its often that Jason doesn’t get cared for too often, not in the way he needs. So when Babs let out a hand for him, it hit him HARD. Especially with just being traumatized by the last two jokers, I think its pretty obvious he doesn’t need someone to clean up/watch after him but like need someone to generally emotionally guide him.

my personal pet peeve with most modern Jason Todd canon ships is the laziness of it(b4 i get criticized i think ANY ship with ANY CHARACTERS can be good as long as the writings GOOD and makes SENSE) . GOD NO- i dont ship jason and babs, but they still put an odd amount of effort into it, to at the very least actually flesh out their characters.

Jason doesn’t need a character that fixes his mistakes when he’s overly impulsive, or babies him, or fixes his mistakes with a veil of ‘Your so dumb but i secretly care about you!‘ because then it leads to most of lazy writing where he does something stupid but his gf is here to fix it! so its ok! NO!! HES NOT LEARNING ANYTHING!! YOURE MAKING HIM LOOK STUPID AND MENTALLY BRAIN DEAD!! anyways sorry.

Jason needs someone to break him out of his cycle of impulsiveness and self-destruction, not have him indulge in it.Jason needs to go fucking soul-searching or something im so tired of his ass— REALISTICALLY I COULDN’T DATE COMIC!JASON IF HE DIDNT CHANGE,, HE WOULD FRUSTRATE ME RLLY BAD.

ahem. anyways. I think Jasons note shows a lot about his character and something that the modern writers ignore a lot. Jason CAN change, he just needs a reason, a solid reason to. He doesn’t have to put down his code, or the guns, he just needs someone solid to really make him think about himself. “All I need is one chance to you I can be better. And I will devote my life to making you proud. Happy. Loved.” WHERE IS THIS SWEETHEART RN?? I SWEAR EVERY OTHER WRITER IS MAKING HIM A EMO FUCK-BOY WHOS BRAIN MATTER GOT SUCKED OUT THROUGH HIS COCK?? ahem sorry.

I really love how much DC actually puts details into Jason in this comic. Ex. Jasons helmets abilities being highlighted, “Helmets registering multiple security doors opening across the facility.” OR him saying the chronic pain management book was helpful. SORRY— I REALLY ENJOY DETAILS LIKE THIS. It just makes Jasons technical skill and such more obvious then whats normally stated. Also Jason tracking sea water off a wrench to the Aquarium— where is this skill in more modern comics?? I swear they make Jason a braindead wannabe deadpool sometimes i swear to fucking god. Also him shooting the shark tank so it eats Gaggy— I DIE FOR DETAILS LIKE THIS.

They don’t even get rid of his humor in 3 jokers either, he still has a really well displayed personality and his banter with Batman is really bearable for once, it makes sense and its well written. I slightly dislike how hard Babs is being on Jason but i’m not 100% sure what Babs is like. I haven’t read comics centered around her, so I don’t mind it. Also dont mistake this for me disliking babs for rejecting Jay— thats not what i mean at all. Just her constantly saying how he’s a criminal and focusing on getting him in prison like he’s an opp was confusing 2 me..

anyways stop trying to turn red hood into the batfams deadpool challenge!!

inbox is open 2 yap or requests sum!!

[tempestuous-tempest]

Again! Wrench Headcanons:

Guess this 28/41 year old is my hyperfixation for a while.[Age depends on which game he's in. WD2 has him at canonically 28 while Legion makes him canonically 41 years old.] This is about the length of my Deacon Rambles post...

Was a high school drop out at some point. Always getting in trouble for skipping classes, taking shit apart, having his hood/mask on, fighting because he didnt get along with people, etc etc. He hated school.

I see him as the type to have been a drummer in a band at one point. Eventually the band just fell apart but he has some of their songs on his phone still.

Loved the movie Scott Pilgrim vs. the World. In his mind, it had a badass sound track. 7 Nation Army by The White Stripes and Black Sheep by Metric and Brie Larson were real bangers in his mind.

Reeks of beer and gasoline most of the time. Change my mind.

Deadpool is this man's icon. Some of his jokes are inspired by jokes from the comics or movies. Has posters, funkos, obviously the comics and movies, and even dressed up as his own punk version of deadpool loosely based on the funko mini. His personal favorite mini was the chicken costume.

Has a unicorn stuffed animal himself.

Also likes Spider-Punk.

Likes Motorcycles a little bit more than cars.

Detective films? Yes. Action Movies? Definitely. Sci-Fi? Hell Yeah! Horror? Maybe not so much.

People seem to be unable to decide whether Wrench is Bi or Pan. I personally think he'd be Pansexual.

Doesn't like cleaning as he states ingame. Will clean if the mess starts to bother him. Or if Sitara makes him.

High metabolism which is why he's so thin.

Throwns in tons of movie/game references when speaking expecting people to get them and then has to explain them when they dont. Definitely geeks out when someone does.

You know that one audio trend with the person singing CPR and someone else yelling "Language"? He'd be the singer and Sitara would be the one yelling at him to mind his language.

Sends the most odd videoes at the most random of times.

Also the kind of guy that might not respond until like and hour or 2 later.

Tries to be pretty quiet in the mornings, besides the music blasting in his earbuds/headphones.

The more I think about the more I start to believe that his "bad driving" is just a thing he makes people believe until you see his dumb ass in a race and this fucker blows you away with his skills. Then you start to really understand why he can do perfect drifts getting away from the police or gangs in a chace.

Due to his always racing thoughts, he sometims forgets some things. Like he gets sent out to take out the trash, goes to the kitchen, forgets why he went in there, does a few circles to try and remember, then gives up and goes back to his room or workspace. It'll hit him like 20 minutes later.

Favorite food is probably Tacos. Pizza close in like 2nd or 3rd place, maybe.

Decent at voice impressions, if you couldnt tell.

Oh, and for those who absolutely need them, have some romance headcanons too:

Didn't show his face to his S/O until like 6 months into the relationship at the least. He was so fucking nervous too.

Wouldn't even fully open up about his past until probably a year in at the least.

Prepare for cheesy love songs, matching key chains, corny pick up lines, bits of playful teasing, and a lot of small physical touches. (Mostly hand holding but would wrap his arms around his s/o's waist) His s/o also wrapping their arms around his waist drives him nuts.

Needs a lot of reassurance that his s/o loves him. I wouldnt say constantly but quite a few times in the relationship, especially at the beginning.

He isnt exactly scared of commitment as he had a husband at one point. Key word: "Had". Dont expect him to fully settle down though. He still plans to fight until he is sure this battle is really over.

Two Words: Super. Clingy.

Might forget an anniversary, dont hold it against him. He sometimes forgets what he had for breatfast 15 minutes ago.

As I've mentioned before, he does not like kids. Don't expect a family with him.

No planned dates unless his s/o is the one who plans them. He kinda just does things whenever if both have the free time.

Makes sure to dial down his weirdness just a little so his s/o is comfortable. He takes things slow if they want them to be.

Was definitely taking forever to actually ask his s/o out. Hoped they would do it first but then got impatient after a while and just blurted out everything.

This is getting too long. Im done for now.

[firekitten830]

Some thoughts about Miguel, the comics, and what it could mean for Beyond the Spiderverse

This post has spoilers in it! It also contains mentions of suicide. And it's also VERY long. Consider yourself warned.

Comic vs Movie Comparison

Going to be starting this off with comparing movie Miguel and comic Miguel. And to clarify before we get into it, I don’t think deviation from the comics is a bad thing, and I love both versions. Also worth mentioning that at the time of writing this I've only read the original series from 1992, Dark Genesis, and a couple of the temporal crossover stories (which I'm considering non-canon for the sake of this discussion). I might make another post like this once I've finished all of them.

Starting off with story deviation there's... not a lot for me to really say here, since we don’t know much about movie Miguel’s backstory aside from the part where he accidentally caused a universe to collapse, so there’s not a lot to point out in terms of story deviation yet. However his personality and behavior is a little bit different. He’s more serious in the movie. Now Miguel has always been more serious than most other versions of Spiderman, but in the comics he’s still humorous. His humor just tends to be more sarcastic and cynical (think a bit like Deadpool) rather than the quips and wisecracks you usually get with Spiderman. He’s pessimistic and actually pretty mean, especially when not in his Spiderman alter ego. I'll admit I do miss his sarcasm in retrospect, but at the same time it wouldn't really suit the role the movie has set him up to play. Plus his characterization in the movie is still super good, and I like it a lot.

Miguel in the comics does tend to be a lot less bouncy and acrobatic than most other spidermen, and that definitely shows in the movie too. But the movie did something I personally love, and pushed that aspect further, and made him almost animalistic rather than just a Spiderman that fights a bit more close quarters. He’s intimidating, he’s brutal, every move has weight and power that you can feel through the animation. They kept the inertia of his movements in mind, something they do for all of the characters but is especially noticeable and fun with characters like Miguel who have a lot of force behind their movements (This is also why I love how The Prowler is animated so much). One of my highest praises for these movies is that every character has their own unique style, and Miguel’s fits him very well and stays true to the comics.

And the last point I'm going to talk about before jumping in to speculation is the powers. There's not a lot for me to say here either in regards to comparison, since we've not really gotten a chance to see how movie Miguel's powers work, but I still do want to address it because if it's the same as in the comics, then he's actually pretty unique! Makes sense, considering he didn't get them from the standard radioactive spider-bite (more on that later). I am sorry to say but he is (probably) not a vampire (I say probably because it's entirely possible he is in the movie. But assuming it's the same as the comics, he isn't actually a vampire, just looks like one, since judging by the fact that Blade is... around... vampires are real in his world). Do keep drawing him as a vampire tho its hot.

Anyway. He does have those fangs in the comics! He also has venom! As in the paralytic toxin spiders use to catch prey, not the character. Another thing that sets him apart is that he... doesn't seem to have a spider-sense? At all? He has super enhanced normal senses, but not that sort of extra sense that pretty much every other spiderman seems to have. I don't know if this is true in the movie but it would be sort of neat. He also isn't sticky! Instead he has those talons to hook onto surfaces, those are a part of him, not the suit. Unless they changed it in the movie which is the one and only change i think would be super lame. But since they gave him the fangs I doubt it. There is one noteworthy difference between his powers in the comic and the movie, and it's that in the movie his webs seem to be technology based, maybe some form of energy or hard light technology, while in the comics he has spinnerets in his arms. It could also be a mix of both, or that could just be how his natural webs look. Either way I'm curious why that change was made, even if it was as simple as just to fit the futuristic aesthetic.

Miguel's Backstory

Onto the next section! I'm going to do my best to give a brief recap of Miguel's backstory, for anyone who doesn't know it. For the sake of simplicity I'm going to assume that his backstory in the movie is more or less the same as in the original comics, up to the part where he goes to another universe.

In the year 2099, most major cities are controlled by the interests of oppressive mega-corporations. Nueva York, controlled by Alchemax and their corporate police, is literally divided between the Uptown and the Downtown, the uptown being the shining, sparkling futuristic city where all of the rich and important people live, while the downtown is the crumbling remains of New York that have been built over, where all of those deemed worthless by Alchemax are confined to.

Miguel O'Hara is the head of the genetics project in Alchemax's R&D branch, leading their efforts regarding gene splicing and genetic manipulation. Miguel is a snarky, standoffish man, who’s just generally a jerk to pretty much everyone. He has a soft spot for Dana, his fiance, Lyla, his apartment's AI companion, and Gabriel, his younger brother, and... that's about it. Despite his rather high position in the company, Miguel has a strong distaste for Alchemax and its unethical scientific practices, and is determined to delay human genetics testing until he's sure it's 100% safe. After his reservations are ignored by the higher ups, and hasty human testing leads to the death of a man under Miguel's unwilling hand, he decides to quit working for the company. However, he's a valuable asset. Tyler Stone, the head of Alchemax, laces a drink for Miguel with Rapture, a hallucinogenic drug that alters genetic structure to cause almost guaranteed addiction and withdrawal so severe it can be deadly. Coincidentally, Rapture is only legally produced and distributed by Alchemax.

Rather than let himself be manipulated, Miguel decided to use his own genetic modification equipment to attempt to reverse the alterations made by Rapture. During the procedure, Miguel's supervisor, resentful of Miguel's fast rise through the ranks and his constant disrespect for his superiors, sabotaged the process in an attempt to kill him. Instead he ended up activating the gene splicing program, and spliced Miguel and a spider together. Why was a spider present at all, you may ask? The final result of this genetic manipulation project was super-soldiers, and Miguel had decided to take inspiration from a certain hero back in the Heroic Age. Spider based enhancements seemed to work pretty well back then, why not give it another go?

After emerging from the process very much not dead, but no longer human, Miguel has to navigate new powers, and the new dangers that come with the mantle he's accidentally taken. It's around this point when Miguel starts to have thoughts of taking his own life, and pretty consistently continues to throughout the story.

I'm not giving a full recap, this story is already long and I don't remember specifics for most things. Miguel faces a myriad of villains, future versions of classic spiderman villains and new foes as well. He also takes over Alchemax after usurping Tyler Stone, which I'll touch on again later. But throughout all of it a consistent theme for him is loss. Over the course of the original comics, he loses almost everyone he has any kind of connection with, in one way or another.

He has a falling out with his fiance, Dana, and before he can try to reconnect, she gets caught in the crossfire during a fight with Venom and dies in his arms. He finally starts to repair his broken relationship with his mother, only for her to be shot during a raid on Alchemax after she started working as a secretary. Gabriel eventually becomes so overcome with resentment for Miguel that he takes up the mantle of Green Goblin, and attempts to ruin his life and also kill him. Xina, an old flame he was rekindling his relationship with, left him again without so much as a goodbye. The only one he has left to turn to for any sort of familiarity or comfort is Lyla, and even she tried to kill him once. He cuts himself off from everyone who tries to make a connection with him again, because he's convinced that being close to him leads to people hating him, dying, or both. Assuming Miguel's backstory is the same up to this point, he's already at the lowest he's ever been. And probably stays there until he and Lyla develop the technology to travel between universes. Here's where the speculation kicks in.

Miguel finds another universe like his own. Another universe with another Miguel O'hara, except this one never became Spider-man. And this one never lost all of the same people that the other did. He and Dana got married, they have a daughter. They're happy. Not only does he have proof that it isn't just being close to him that gets people hurt, he has an opportunity. Because this other Miguel is dead, and this other Miguel isn't Spider-man. He could take his place and be free of his own unhappiness, his own burdens, and save the inhabitants of this parallel world the pain of losing him. And for a brief time he's happy, he doesn't have to be Spider-man, he has a family and a life that isn't full of danger and loss. And then he loses it all again, and is left once again with nothing but the feeling that it is his fault.

Further speculation, I think that's probably why he's so caught up with "canon"; it means that the losses he faced were inevitable. It makes him feel just a little bit better, a little less guilty. Yes, he's trying to protect other universes from possibly meeting the same fate as the one he caused to collapse, but he's also trying to make himself feel better in the process, even if he doesn't realize it.

Theories

This bit is going to be mostly unstructured, since I don't have any huge theories, just certain smaller points or plot elements I think are going to happen.

Miguel’s ties to Alchemax are going to come up, and they’re going to be important.

Alchemax is a company that originated in the 2099 comics. There has to be a reason they chose it for the company in Into the Spiderverse, because there’s dozens of other evil companies they could’ve chosen. But they chose Alchemax, the company Miguel has ties to, and then they set him up as an antagonist. It's going to be brought up, and it's going to be important.

Miguel and Miles will relate to each other

I say this because they're both very much outliers. They aren't their world's original Spider-man, they both have different powers and backstories than the other Spider-men. I feel like this is going to be called out, both as a way to call out Miguel's hypocrisy, and as a way for Miles to relate to him and find common ground.

Miguel was injecting himself with a gene stabilizer, or with something Rapture related

I know I'm not the first person to suggest the first part of this point. It makes sense--we know that the mutations from the spider DNA didn't all happen immediately. I also can't imagine that having your genome that dramatically altered is very good for you. I haven't seen anyone suggest the second part, but I think that's probably because it's not seeming very likely at this point. I don't want to rule out the possibility, though.

Peter B is going to be important to resolving the storyline with Miguel/Have a heart to heart with him

During the movie I got the sense that Peter B is trying to befriend Miguel, or at least to get him to open up a bit more. I think this is because he sees himself in Miguel. Yes, they're very different, but they're similar in ways that matter. Peter B looks at Miguel and he sees someone who's given up; on his principles, on his role, on his own life. Peter B has never been openly suicidal like Miguel, but before he met Miles he was still very much in the same spot. He had still given up on his ideals, on being Spider-man, and he made the choice to stay and destroy the collider not for a noble reason, but because he didn't care if he died. I think that Peter has recognized that same mentality in Miguel, and is trying to reach out to pull him back from that edge, like Miles did for him. I think the two of them have a lot of potential for some heartfelt interaction, and I hope I'm picking up on something that's actually there and intentional.

So that's pretty much it! This post is a lot more ramble-y and unstructured than I wanted it to be, but it was really just a way for me to get my thoughts out.

[karimac]

After seeing the new Deadpool & Wolverine trailer...

Yes, my OC is going to be busy once Deadpool and Wolverine hits. Until then, a bit of a tale that may or may not work into what is to come!

No explicit warnings on this one except for language. I still say 18+ because this is Wolverine and Deadpool and it could lead into who knows what down the road.

Word count: Approx. 1,500

"Kari, what the hell is that?" Dev asked as she looked up overhead at the glowing portal that hovered about one thousand feet above the entrance to your bakery, Cutie Pie Tutti. "Is Wong taking a weird way back to the Sanctum? Or is this some a-hole trying to invade New York again?"

"That would be a hard no on Wong," you replied as you felt a flood of emotions and pain hit you as you watched two men plummet from the opening in the sky above. "And this next part isn't going to be pretty. For them or for me."

((Why the fuck am I doing this? Kari, if you're here, I can't stop)) a voice said in your mind as the feelings started to get stronger and much more melancholy. His voice was washed in whiskey and regret, and you saw your face bathed in fire in flashbacks, so you knew this would not be good.

You unfurled your raven-like wings and started to make a beeline for the portal before the two souls that leaped out of it hit the ground or, worse yet, some bystander down below. "Merlin, I guess you were right, but maybe for the wrong reasons," you sighed as you moved faster to get to that damned portal. An idiot must have cast it, and these two likely had no idea if they were jumping into a pool party or a war zone. "Hey! You two need an assist? Don't struggle, and I'll guide you to the ground," you shouted as you mentally reached out to see if they were actually in trouble or just trying a new tactic to invade this dimension. Just because one of them knew you doesn't mean they were on the side of the angels.

A bit of judiciously applied TK helped bring the two men to the ground without incident. A few people gave you funny looks until a kid started yelling about The Avengers, and everyone just sort of dispersed after that.

Sometimes what you called "muscle memory" kicked in as the life of one of your shards came crashing into yours. More than one of your parts had called James Howlett your husband, lover or friend. You weren't sure which this one was just yet. But here he was. Wolverine. And...Deadpool? You knew him, too, in another world where he was the begrudgingly-named bestie of Nathan Summers. This was going to be an experience like no other. How many times had you actually thought that recently? Too many to count.

"Let's fucking...hot smoking chimichangas! No fucking way!" the guy in the red and black uniform said as his companion just stopped and stared. Yes, this loon was indeed Wade Wilson. "I know that isn't the usual redhead you have wet dreams about, Peanut. She is decidedly down one husband in a blue body condom with a visor glued to his head."

"Shut up, Wade," the yellow and blue clad warrior mumbled as he stepped forward. "She told me every world had a Kari in it. Damned near close anyway. You heard me? The buzz kicked in. Feels...good."

"That I did," you said under your breath as you quickly scanned both men to see if they needed healing beyond their own unique abilities. "Even if the echo is through time and space, if you were a part of my life anywhere, then I can hear you. You're going to need about a million beers and barrels of whiskey before it will make any sense."

"Red, I don't give a shit," Logan said as he walked over, keeping his gaze on you the whole time. "And you saw...the end? Her end. I mean."

"You and I can talk about that over a bottle of whiskey when you are good and ready. And if you never are? We still have the whiskey."

"And this is where she says she has a boyfriend," Deadpool said as he seemed to be talking to someone neither you nor Logan could see.

"Me and Red...had an understanding. Friends. We were both too hung up to get past that. Most of the time it was OK, but at the end..."

"It wasn't. I get it, James," you whispered as you put your hand on Wolverine's shoulder. "Now, I need to get you off the streets before some bureaucratic knucklehead rolls up and tries to figure out what's going on for themselves. Always a bad idea. When did you guys last eat? We can go to my place. And before you get all weird, Wade, I own a bakery-cafe. It's what keeps me sane. Sometimes. If I'm lucky."

"Hey, who's Tinkerbell?" Logan asked as Dev came roaring down the street on a motorcycle she had borrowed from one of your employees.

"Cute, but introductions later. Press was covering the portal pop up," Dev said as she flashed her phone to show NY1's anchors delivering the play-by-play of the portal rescue. "I called Wong. And Bruce. And Sam. I am not telling Bucky one of your other significant others popped in to say hello."

"Bucky? The Wisconsin Mascot Fuck'em Bucky? Big. Burly. Furry head. Wears a red shirt," Wade chirped as Dev shot him a look. "Well, it begs asking, Gabrielle. Bucky. Of course it’s a guy named Bucky. Bet it really does rhyme with Fu...”

"Do you want to end up in a floating prison in the middle of the Atlantic? No? Good," you grumbled as Dev shook her head and groaned under her breath. "And I know, Dev. Everybody needs to know, but not like this..."

You gave a half smile to Logan as you blinked for a moment. It felt nice to share a psionic rapport again with someone. You would not go digging in his mind, and you put barriers around most of what you needed to keep private before you got them to the ground. You opened a green portal to your bakery-cafe, but it led to the apartment upstairs. "Here, you two make yourselves at home...shit."

"I never got to tell you Bruce and Sam were visiting Wong at the Sanctum," Dev said as an orange portal closed on the other side of the room. "Oops."

"Oops my fine Irish arse, Devnet!" you growled as you now had to explain who these two spandex-clad gentlemen were and why they were here. "No, this is not happening today. Period."

"A little late for that," Bruce said as he looked at the two men standing just behind you.

"Wait, I know you. Wolverine," Sam said as he extended his hand. "I met you before. In that mystical bar Kari's brother had pop up near Grand Central."

"Not me, bub. Must have been my clone," Logan said as he gave you a look of utter bewilderment. "Any beer here, Red?"

"Second shelf of the fridge, all Irish labels, but please avoid that large purple bottle. That's a gift for someone," you said as you motioned for everyone to take a seat. "Wong, that portal. It was different. Inter-dimensional. And one question, Logan, did you come looking for me?"

"We were escaping a hellscape with a loony bald telepath in a trenchcoat. Logan's visions of you were not part of it until we almost went splat on landing. Howdy doo, Wade Wilson, the famous..."

"In his own mind," Logan grunted.

"The famous Deadpool! And you three are? I know Gabrielle over there. Where the hell is Xena anyway?"

"Sam Wilson, Captain America," you said as you pointed to your friends. "Wong, Sorceror Supreme, and Dr. Bruce Banner..."

"I get big and green. They call me The Hulk," Bruce said as Devnet sat down near him. "Good to see you again, Dev."

"We need to go to another fun restaurant soon, Bruce. I may need a good stiff drink after this mess. Devnet Casey. Not Gabrielle. Not Tinkerbell."

"So, you know Kari? Like know know Kari? The other one was married to her in another dimension," Sam asked as you looked at Logan and shook your head.

"Guys, can we let these fellas get a rest? Please? I promise we will get this all sorted out...when I'm ready to explain everything. I mean everything. I'll make sure they don't break the timeline or end up in The Raft."

"And what about Bucky? How do you plan to explain this to him?" Sam asked as you grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. OK, it was more like the wail of a banshee, but it was still technically a scream. Even Deadpool jumped as some of the photos on the wall fell. "OK," Sam added, "forget I asked."

"No, just make sure you are free this weekend, barring any world- ending events," you replied as you waved your hand and the photos moved back to their spots on the wall. "Friday to Sunday you will all be my guests in Ireland. Heaven help me, I'm bringing the lot of you home."

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[yanteetle]

Recently come across ur page and fell in love I kid u not. Anyways

I'm just imagining a y/n or s/o who is like Deadpool

They say the most random shit and are so chaotic but when they realise that the turtles are serious their like

"Oh, y'all really do want a piece of this ass"

But their so experienced in fighting and the turtles are like

"WHAT THE F**K"

(Sorry I'm not very good at describing things today, I was at a party last night and my mind is still in a daze lmao love your blog❤❤❤)

Dude how did you know deadpool's one of my favourite characters- on a side note, the turtles would be so pissed when they find out about y/n's fighting prowess and will eventually resort to using more... unsavory methods to capture y/n. I also personally feel like the turtles more likely to fall for a deadpool-ish y/n would either be Mikey or Leo, but possibly Raph as well. You might side-eye me for choosing Raph as one of the options, but hear me out;

Raph would definitely enjoy the challenge of sparring with someone who has a strong fighting prowess, and it only makes it more entertaining when y/n's goofy side comes into play. Their random quips and chaotic demeanor definitely livens things up during a typically more serious and intense battle, and he likes it. Let's just hope it stays that way.

Leo would most definitely enjoy y/n's chaotic side, probably because it would fit in seamlessly to his more playful and carefree personality. I imagine the prank wars the both of them would start could never compare to the ones he and his brothers have. And that says a lot about those prank wars, knowing how wacky and chaotic they can be :) Although, I doubt it'll feel too much like a prank war when he starts busting out the restraints..

Mikey is pretty obvious though, I imagine he'd slowly but surely start admiring y/n's fighting prowess and it would only worsen his obsession with them. Considering how much of a loose cannon he can be, He'd either try to battle y/n out of nowhere and try to gain an upper hand on them, or try to weasel their way into y/n's arms (or heart, either is good) by using his youngest child privilege and sweet endearing personality :D

[brawltogethernow]

Why hasn’t Deadpool never been an official member of the X-Men?

With affection: Probably because of his overpowering Deadpool stank!

In universe, almost nobody in the mutant hero community likes him, also he kills people. Out of it, everybody likes him too much. If you put Wade in a book with any amount of focus, well...congratulations! It's a Deadpool book now! He's a very loud personality dripping with distracting gimmicks that might as well be designed to force a writer's hand to make him the main character of the universe if he shows up for more than a cameo. On top of how whenever he's on page (or screen) he causes a major tone shift, his name sells like crazy, so an X-Men book with Deadpool recurring in it is just going to become Deadpool and the X-Men.

I do think he can work as a non-headlining member of a team, but a sprawling, unironic soap opera of one like the core X-Men would be...challenging. You'd have to spend so much energy getting him to not ruin the vibe making fun of the latest love triangle. And this brings to mind how other fourth wall breaking characters have functioned in team books. When She-Hulk was in the Avengers at the same time that her own title was a metatextual gagfest she full stop didn't get to, which worked fine because the fourth wall's never been her main thing. With Gwenpool, for whom it is, they filed her down to a nub to keep her from being storybreaking when she was a West Coast Avenger, and the meta gags that were left over still managed to be grating. Of course, everything else about that book except the art also sucked. Anyway.

While I generally think leaving the meta trait on the table with characters heavily associated with it is a coward's move, I do get it, because once you bring that in uhhh your whole story wants to be about it. Wade is basically quarantined in titles with his name on the cover to protect everyone's peace of mind. It's honestly fascinating what books he hasn't been in. Like not to make everything about Spider-Man, but Wade had a fifty issue (!!) team-up book with the guy, and I think he's been in one of Peter's books while Peter was there (so not Superior)...nnnnnnnever? This pattern repeats less dramatically with...a lot of characters. Like every character he's headlined a book alongside. Wade barely even gets to hang out with Cable, who before they had their team-up titles he was introduced as a supporting character for. That's insane. Unless you look at Wade and his lowest common denominator star power for two seconds and then it's like. Ah. Yeah.

Actually hang on I am going to bring this back to my powerful disappointment in WCA volume 3, as a metaphor-example. It's like. If there's no room in the structure of your book for an indestructible, potentially murderous jester character drawing attention to how it's all just a story, and you strip away those traits, you have to confront the traumatized little freak who was cowering under them. If you can't do that you are doing a bad job. But if you can holy shit. Lmao actually maybe Wade should be on the X-Men.

[coolcattime]

re: Mianite Noir au

I have had some Ideas

Andor

Andor is a law student when he first meets the gang, I think. His father, an influential CEO or something, is pushing him to pick a specialty that benefits the company and the family, but Andor doesn't want to do that. Don't get him wrong, he likes studying law, but he'd rather use his degree to help people.

Conflicted, one day he follows the pigeons and ends up at Jordan's bar. Jordan, of course, clocks him as soon as he walks in. For one, he's younger than the usual clientele and two, his clothes are more expensive than the bar. Still, maybe it's the way the kid's wings shine purple in the light, or maybe it's a glimpse of the purple and black writing on his gun (it's his grandfather's old gun, too big for Andor's hands), but something draws him over to the kid. So, he waves Andor over to the bar, offers him a drink, and at one point, manages to lean just so to make his necklace fall out of his shirt, just for a second. (I think it was a necklace, anyway).

It's a while before Andor gets introduced to anyone else in the gang, tho, and when he does, Jordan only refers to him as "my brother." ("You have a brother?!? Since when?" "Two weeks ago :)" ). At some point, Andor makes his decision to specialize as a defense attorney and he gets cut off and disowned. It's Jordan and Capsize who help him pay for the rest of his schooling after that.

In the end, Andor ends up working part time at Jordan's bar and part time as the best defense attorney ever seen. He takes a lot of cases pro bono, refuses Tom's recruitment attempts, and just generally lives his life. Jordan is grateful to have some help around the bar. The patrons think that maybe this means the bar will be open all week now, but nooo, Jordan just had to hire the one guy who worships the same lost goddess that he does. He eventually even gets a gun that fits him better. I'm thinking a shotgun, but that's tentative.

2. Martha

I think Martha is some kind of magic prodigy who went to actual school for it, and is now like, a researcher or something. She's a bit of a snob about it and would absolutely have a heart attack if she saw how Jordan used magic. She doesn't necessarily support her brother's company, but she keeps quiet about any kind of corruption or shady shit she's seen.

3. Waglington

100% he's an assassin. He's a really fucking good one, too. Officially, he doesn't discriminate in employers or in targets. Unofficially, he won't kill kids. I'm thinking kinda along the lines of Deadpool-style, but still Wag. Does that make sense? His official legal job, tho, is architect, part of a firm with the rest of Fyre UK. Are the other wizards also hitmen? Idk, I haven't thought that far.

4. Farmer Steve

I haven't given this one much thought, but I think he's the gardener for Helgrind's mansion. That's how he met Andor, and, once Andor left for university, Steve quit working for Helgrind. He probably ends up working for Tom somehow, maybe as part of a body disposal team?

That's all I've got right now, but the au is giving me some ideas lol.

Okay okay okay! Yes yes yes yes yes to all these ideas!!!

Andor

I love love love everything you've written for Andor! I had in mind him helping Jordan out with the bar, but didn't know what else he could be doing. And I just absolutely love the idea of him being a law student/eventually defence attorney - it feels so very him.

I really like the first meeting between him and Jordan that you've written. Andor feeling lost in what to do, finding his way to Jordan's bar and immediately getting clocked by Jordan as needing help. Jordan just knowing that he's an Ianitee being like yep, gonna help this kid. (Jordan having a necklace with Ianite's symbol wasn't originally in his character description, but that's almost always an accessory I give to Redbeard and I can definitely see him giving either his necklace or a very similar one as a thank you for letting him and Capsize use the backroom).

I just love the little Ianitee found family thing going on with Andor, with Jordan basically adopting him and Jordan and Capsize paying for his schooling after Helgrind does his typical bastard man behaviour and disowns him. It's just got the very best of vibes and got me like 😭 in the most /pos way. (Also Tom being like “Have you considered joining the mob” and Abdor just being like “No :-)” is so good 10/10 no notes).

Martha

Oh I always love the vibes of Martha being like a university researcher, it suits her so well. She is absolutely a bit of a snob about magic due to her general talent with it as well as being formally educated. Oh she almost definitely walks into the bar so she can meet the man whose taken Andor is, sees Jordan haphazardly mixing magic into cocktails and wants to scream.

Waglington

Yes yes yes yes! Assassin Wag best Wag!!!!! I do absolutely live the idea of him appearing on the story because someone has ordered a hit on someone in the group and now they need to deal with him while they're trying to track down a serial killer.

I also love him still being an architect. It's how he gets in and out of place without being seen, he designed half the city. Tom hired him for architecture reasons a couple years ago and is baffled to learn that he is an assassin.

Steve

Oh this has vibes! I really like the idea of Steve working for Helgrind then immediately quitting when Andor does because he was only sticking around to make sure the kid was okay. He gets himself a small fortune from selling all the secrets he's gathered about Helgrind over the years right to Capsize, and yes definitely ends up working for Tom. I can definitely see him working in body disposal (though officially he's the gardener of one T. Castle - a cover that buys him quite a few months of not needing to tell Andor that he's working for the mob when he re-mets the kid until Andor gets to know Jordan and meets Tom).

I'm so glad you like the AU!!!! These ideas are so great thank you for sharing ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[sciderman]

Can you please recommend some Cable and Deadpool comics? I have a few of them, a collection of one actually, but it's still not enough to scratch that itch of mine. I am completely in love with Cable's character and Deadpool is truly my spirit.

the cable and deadpool series (2004) is the definitive! you probably have a collection from there, but it ran for a grand total of 50 issues – though, nate was awol for like the 8 last issues. kind of hilarious that they just kept the cable and deadpool series running without cable. but that's kind of just how their relationship goes.

following that – deadpool and cable (wade gets top billing now) split second (2015), which is like, one of my favourite books of all time.

you know, someone asked me before if there were a storyline i'd like to adapt for a deadpool movie and you know - if i knew they weren't going to make a mess of it, this is the one book i'd love to see adapted. but it would be a mess. and it would need SO much set-up. but i love this book.

additional issues – you've gotta read new mutants #98 – it's just required reading - deadpool's first ever appearance, and hey, wade and nate's first ever meeting, too.

it ends so embarrassingly for wade

bound and gagged?? on the first date?????????

i don't actually really have an expansive list of all cablepool interactions – and i can't really find anyone who's put one together – that's why i'm sure there's plenty that's slipped under my nose because i'm oh-so-slowly making my way through cable's history of comics... but other such memorable moments...

deadpool (1997) #22

deadpool vs x-force (sexiest art in the world ever)

cable/deadpool annual #1 (2018) (i kind of hate it. wade has the most annoying characterisation you've ever seen, and i just get the feeling that whoever's writing it kind of just doesn't get it. but it has some fun panels to take out of context.)

uncanny avengers (2016) - nate's a bit too serious whenever duggan writes him, but... uh. i guess they stand next to each other sometimes and that's always nice to see.

also uncanny avengers #8 was so hilarious for this

always thinking about how nate just knew where to find wade. i know this means that even despite the mind-control rewriting all their memories and identities, nate and wade still found each other and were definitely having a hunky love affair (this lives in my head an unreasonable amount and i might write about one day.)

um. despicable deadpool? honestly i love when wade gets nasty. i love a nasty, nasty boy. he's so ugly and it was so bloody, and i kind of love to see it. (heart wants what it wants.)

please don't kinkshame me. but i find this very sexually gratifying. in ways i'm not prepared to explain.

this isn't by any means an expansive list - calling on cablepool nation, please add your recs in the replies!

[sideofcalimary]

Domino [Romance Arc] Part 1

The past haunts him

he thought he would've been over it

he thought his years in UA, his years of getting his head out of his ass would've made his past disappear

but he was wishing for the impossible

he can never forget

not when a living reminder is there 

Katsuki never thought he'd see Izuku again after he moved away

He didn't care

He never thought he'd have an opportunity to apologize to him once he realized how much of a lil shit he was to the boy

and now he has that opportunity

yet he never takes it 

It's been months since Izuku came back into his life, months of them building up their relationship and becoming friends again

It was easy talking to the nerd. Both as Katsuki and Deadpool 

At one point, he didn't feel the need to apologize for the past because Izuku never brought it up

It was fine

until it wasn't

until Izuku felt more comfortable with Deadpool

until he confessed his feelings for Katsuki without knowing it was him behind the mask 

They were having their usual conversation while he ate his dinner. A burger from diner he passed by

They sat on the rail of Izuku's fire escape, arguing and laughing as usual

Deadpool would tease

Izuku would retort

Deadpool would quip

Izuku would laugh 

Their normal back and forth

Deadpool wasn't sure how it happened, but their topic shifted

He watched Izuku's cheeks turn pink, scratching the little hairs on the back of his neck

He laughs. What a dork

But the words that came next shook his core

The unintentional confession had Deadpool choking, almost falling off the rail in shock

He feels familiar hands pat his back and turns to see Izuku with a flustered face: Hey! don't laugh at me! I know it's a childish nickname, but I've always ever called him Kacchan! 

Izuku misread the situation and Deadpool was grateful to have an excuse for his coughing fit

He fakes a laugh, earning him a punch from the freckled young man

Izuku huffs his flushed cheeks and gets off the rail: I change my mind, I don't wanna hang out anymore 

It was clearly a joke

Deadpool played it off as one

but dread hung heavy in his heart

. . . Katsuki gets home quickly after that, his mind racing with thoughts and unexplained feelings

He finds himself in his bathroom, his roommate confused by his sudden urgency as he locks his door with a loud bang

He takes off his mask to wash his face, hoping to wash away the shame but he caught his reflection

He was older now. Taller, stronger, more mature

he's better now, right?

Right?

No

no he wasn't

The difference between his past and present, was his redirected rage

He hurt and bullied Deku in the past

Now he hurt and killed people as a career

He's not better

he's worse

so much worse

if Deku hasn't moved away... would he have broken him? 

The thought had Katsuki spiraling into what ifs

Deku shouldn't like him

why does he like him?!

of all people! Of all people why him?!

He's hurt him with words

with violence

with insults and mockery

he can't break his heart too

He can't make him cry again 

How does Katsuki tell him he doesn't feel the same way?

How can he act normal around Deku without that confession looming over him?

How could Deku forgive and forget so easily and like him after everything he's done?

... Will Deku ever tell him how he really feels 

And if he does...

Katsuki: ... How do I reject you without making you cry...

. . . He thought he could make it through

Deku doesn't know what he knows

He didn't know he unintentionally confessed his feelings to him

He thought it would be easy to act normal

it wasn't

God it wasn't

It was so hard to look at Deku

To watch him smile knowing he use to hate it 

He regrets agreeing to studying with the nerd that day

he regrets sitting in front of him in the library

He regrets still being in Deku's life without even the slightest apology

He didn't know he was staring

Izuku: Kacchan...?

Izuku was confused by the strange look on his face. He looked... upset... Was he's mumbling getting too loud again?

Izuku waves his hand: You don't have to say it, I know I know. Bad habits die hard, I'll keep it down-

Katsuki: Don't

Izuku: huh? 

Kacchan's features softened. His eyes still held a sadness to them as he picks up his textbook and averts his eyes

Katsuki murmurs a reply: You don't have to stop mumbling. It's fine

Izuku: Oh

He wasn't sure what was up with Kacchan but his words made his heart fluttler 

//he doesn't mind my mumbling...//

He gave a wobbly smile, mumbling back an 'okay' before returning to his work

Kacchan, though still brash and blunt, had been so kind to him lately through his actions

Izuku has never felt more blessed to have his best friend back 

To finally have Kacchan again

He hopes to never lose him

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Izuku wobbles as he tries to navigate through the halls, carrying a box just stacked with parts and scrap. He could carry it easily, hell it barely felt like holding anything at all, but he had to keep up appearances

Everyone still knew him as the scrawny lil Izuku

The issue he really had was trying to find the lab room. His professor moved his class to a different room for more space but Izuku had been walking around aimlessly unable to find it. It didn't help that Shoto was in his own class unable to direct him

Not that it would be any better, Shoto didn't know the rest of the school either despite almost in their 3rd year

Katsuki: Deku

Izuku: Kacchan?

Izuku tried to turn, almost dropping the stack of remotes on his pile of junk if not for Katsuki stepping it to stable them

Katsuki: The fuck are you doing carrying around Dextor's lab in a box?

Izuku: Oh I'm just trying to find my my new classroom but I can't really see. Could you-

Katsuki had already grabbed the box from izuku's hands before he could finish, cutting him off like always

Izuku: ah thanks, Kacchan! Give me a second to double check the rooms

He takes out his phone, quickly scrolling through his professors email before whipping his head around, only for Katsuki to already be looming behind him, reading said email over his shoulder

Katsuki: Dumbass nerd, fix your prescriptions. That says 2rd floor, this is the 7th

He scolds, earning him a pout from Izuku before he started walking away

Izuku: Hey wait! Where are you going?

Katsuki: Use your giant head, nerd. I'm taking it to your class

Izuku: But-

Katsuki: Tits. Now hurry up. I got my own shit to do

Izuku: Well then, give me my stuff and I can take it there myself

Katsuki: Shut up and follow me or I swear I will drag you across the floor

Izuku relents and follows behind Katsuki, confused by his kind gesture

They were close to the elevator when he spoke

Katsuki: Stop walking behind me, creep

Izuku: Well how else am I supposed to get to class? This is the only hallway

Katsuki: Idiot- I mean like, stop following me around

Izuku: again, the ONLY hallway

Katsuki grew frustrated and turned his head with a glare: Walk beside me like a normal person, Deku!

Izuku jolts at the sudden order, his feet moving on their own as he jogs closer: O-Okay okay! I'm sorry!

Katsuki: And stop apologizing for shit! Fucking irritating

Izuku: sor-

Izuku shuts his mouth. He sighs. Katsuki never usually did this. Maybe he also had a class on the second floor? Then what was he doing on the 7th?

Confusion aside, Izuku couldn't help but smile, cheeks pink: Thanks Kacchan

Katsuki: Whatever, Deku

. . . Katsuki drops off the box of junk on one of the tables in the classroom, glancing towards Izuku who already rushed to greet one of his friends

the purple freak that looks like he's never seen the sun and doesn't know what sleep was. probably chugs monster like gas for cars

Izuku flails around and rambles quickly to his friend who simply smirks and rolls his eyes at the shorter boy

Hitoshi and Katsuki lock eyes for a second

Both held some kind of resent towards each other

something unspoken despite never having talked before

Izuku: Thanks again for the help, Kacchan. I'll treat you to lunch tomorrow?

Katsuki: Whatever. Just double check your shit next time. Made me fuckin late to class

Izuku: WHAT?!

Katsuki: Shut it! I'm leaving. Have fun doing nerd shit in here. Don't blow yourself up or whatever

Katsuki leaves the room before Izuku could ask questions, leaving the freckled boy confused as the teacher walks in

Izuku: Kacchan...

He watches as Katsuki walks back towards the elevators

His class was on the 7th floor

Hitoshi: Wow... THAT'S the guy you have the hot's for?

Izuki: Shinso-

Hitoshi: I would say I'm not judging but I's be lying

Izuku: He's a lot nicer then he comes out

Hitoshi: Clearly since he looks like he missed his own class to walk his boyfriend to his

Izuku turns red at the remark: DON'T SAY IT LIKE THAT! HE'S NOT- WE'RE NOT-

Hitoshi: Chill before you turn ripe, tomato boy. I'm just telling it how I see it

Izuku pouts and walks to his table with a groan: Why is everyone so mean to me...

Hitoshi: cause your a walking sign that says "Shove me in a locker! I bet I could fit!"

Izuku murmurs: I don't know what Uraraka-san sees in you...

Hitoshi: what

PowerLoader: Alright, settle down. We have a lot of work to do

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Shoto: You're whipped

Izuku: You don't even know what that means

Shoto turns to Hitoshi: Am I using it right?

Hitoshi takes a long sip of his drink before answering: No

Izuku sighs

Hitoshi: You got simp and whipped mixed up. Clearly he's simping

Izuku turns beat red and throws a napkin at him: AM NOT

Shoto: For Bakugo?

Izuku: NO

Hitoshi: Yes

Ochako: Yes, and honestly I'm starting to feel bad

Hitoshi: Since when did you start feeling sympathy?

Ochako: Since when did you make friends?

Hitoshi: They're not my friends

Shoto nods: We're best friends

Hitoshi: I never agreed to that

Izuku: You did the second you joined our lunch table

Hitoshi: I thought you were a tree and a lamp post

Ochako: Makes it sound more depressing. Very in character

Hitoshi: Why are you even here?

Ochako: To eat, obviously

Hitoshi: Don't you have Cinamatography right about now?

Izuku: How do you know her schedule?

Shoto: Simp

Hitoshi throws a spoon at him: You're using it wrong

Shoto: You used the spoon wrong

Izuku: ... and you missed

Ochako: hah, noodle arms

Hitoshi frowns and points a fork at Izuku: Back on topic. What's up with you and Boomer?

Shoto mutters to himself: He's old...?

Izuku shakes his head: This was never a topic to begin with and NOTHING is up! 

Ochako: Listen Midoriya-kun, I know I'm not as close to you as Depresso and Non-Expresso, granted we only started hanging out this semester, but even I can tell Blondy and you have something going on

Izuku tries to wave it away: We're childhood-

Ochako: Friends, I know, but- he's been acting different around you lately. Less GRRR bark bark! and more...

Shoto in a deadpan voice: Prr meow meow?

Ochako: Exactly!

Histoshi: Never do that again

Izuku shakes his head hard: I-I have no idea what you're talking about!

Hitoshi: Oh please. You've probably been overthinking about his behavior since it started. You've bitten off all your nails

Izuku looks down at his fingers with a pout: ... Maybe.. he has been a lot less..

Hitoshi: Aggressive

Ochako: Loud

Shoto: Angry

Izuku: You make it sound like I tamed him!

Shoto: Did you? Because he's been glaring at me less recently

Hitoshi: And he's been glaring at me more. Tell him I'm not interested

Ochako: He's not a dog, guys. But really, he has been more mellow recently, think anything caused it?

Shoto makes a thinking face

Hitoshi sits back: Here we go

Ochako leans forward

Shoto: Perhaps he has butterflies in his crotch calming him down-

Hitoshi: CHEST-

Ochako: Sshh I wanna see where this goes

Izuku gives a horrified look: WHAT?

Shoto: I've been exploring the romance genre with Uraraka recently. The aggressive badboy love interest always starts out mean towards the main character. Then slowly, they build their relationship and he gradually shows his more caring side to try and win over the girl

Izuku feels his heart pounding at his chest: Y-You mean...

Shoto nods: He has butterflies in his crotch controlling his actions, turning him into a stereotypical badboy character in order to transfer those butterflies into your-

Hitoshi: aaannnddd he's off the track and steamrolling down a cityblock

Ochako: What Todoroki-kun meant to say was; Bakugo might be showing interest in you!

Shoto: Why do you twist my words

Izuku's mind ran a mile a minute, those words echoing through his head over and over

//Kacchan... Might like me?//

Hitoshi: It's possible but I wouldn't get your hopes up. The guy's emotionally constipated, I can tell

Ochako: Wonder how...

Shoto: ... he poops out emotions..?

Izuku shakes his head, his glasses flying off from how hard he shook

//No way! No way! No way! Impossible! No way Kacchan would ever like him! He was Deku! Small nerdy, ugly, useless-//

Katsuki: Deku

Izuku screeches and nearly falls off his chair if not for Katsuki catching the back of it: WAAAAACHAN!?!?!

Katsuki pushes his chair back up

Katsuki: Fuckin hell, Deku. Let the whole campus know, why don't ya?

Izuku blinks up at him, squinting at the blurry image of his childhood friend: S-Sorry Kacchan! But you came out of nowhere!

Katsuki: I walked past you twice to get lunch. You need new prescriptions

Casually, Katsuki slips Izuku's glasses back on his face, clearing his view of the blond's sharp eyes and frown. He could hear his heart in his ear when he felt those naturally warm hands brush against his skin briefly

Izuku: I-I-

Katsuki: Whatever. Just get your eyes checked and don't headbang them into oblivion. Glasses are expensive, you know this

Izuku pouts and nods: yes Kacchan

Katsuki sighs and walks past Izuku, ruffling his hair as he does to head to his own table of friends

Izuku watches him longingly, touching the side of his glasses

Shoto: Whipped

Hitoshi: Gay

Ochako: Okay you CAN'T deny that! That was right out of a fanfic!

Shoto: Maybe my theory was wrong...

Hitoshi: /Maybe/???

Izuku looks at his friends then back over at Katsuki from across the cafeteria. He looked to be irritated by what one of his friends said. She seemed to be teasing him about something, earning her a middle finger and what looked to be a couple of profanities

Katsuki glances over at their table

Green meets Red

They lock eyes for a second before both turn away

Izuku had a lot to think about

But he couldn't help the happy flustered expression on his face

. . .

Fumikage: You seem to have a dark cloud looming over your spirit

Momo: Yes, is something wrong Bakugo-kun?

Katsuki held a frustrated expression but inside, all he could feel was guilt.

Every time he looked at Izuku, his mind would flash back to =that poor crying face that use to make him angry. It was hard to act normal feeling the shame he had in his chest

He wanted to be nicer to Deku. He wanted to show he had changed. He wanted to earn his forgiveness

Kyoka: Listen, I was just kidding about bringing Midoriya to practice. Didn't mean to tease-

Katsuki: I'll invite him

Kyoka: Look if this is to spite me, I get it-

Katsuki: It's not. I'll bring him

Momo: Why the change of heart?

Katsuki picks at his food

He remembers how happy the nerd used to get hearing him play. Wouldn't hurt to let him watch. Maybe it'll make the feeling go away if he opens up about his other hobbies too

maybe not the killing one

Fumikage: are you going to answer or..?

Katsuki: I don't need to answer shit

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Deadpool: What's up, buttercup?

Spiderman: Nothing much, Blossom. Me and Bubbles are just talking about what Mojo-jojo's evil new scheme is. I'm hoping it's a bank robbery

Deadpool: hoping?

Spiderman: Bubbles is theorizing about life sized gummy worm invasion

Deadpool chuckles and leans against a wall: Damn, what bubbles is he smoking?

Spiderman turns to him and taps where his ear would be: Whatever it is, I'd love a hit

Deadpool: oohh that's not very PG 13 of you, Spidey~ What happened to your family friendly brand?

Spiderman: I'm your friendly neighborhood spiderman, not Barnie's new arachnid sidekick

Deadpool: You sure? Cause you saying "Gosh darn wackdoodle!" after making a perfect spiderman shaped hole in the wall says you're sponsored by Disney

Spiderman: Oh please, Mickey can't afford me

Deadpool glances to the side: Sure

Spiderman: hey! I know my worth

Deadpool: And how much is that?

Spiderman giggles: More then you can afford

Deadpool: Ouch, and here I thought we were making great progress in our relationship

Spiderman: And here I thought you've moved on

Deadpool: What made you think I'd have eyes on someone else?

Spiderman shrugs and sits on the ledge: Don't know, you don't flirt with me as often as you use to

Deadpool: You miss the attention?

Spiderman chuckles: Maybe

Deadpool shifts: Really?

Spiderman: BUT I'm also just curios. Clearly your type isn't just superpowered mutants in green spandex. And I wanna know what type of person would get you all...

He waves his hand, trying to think of a word

He snaps his fingers: Mellow

Deadpool huffs: Mellow?

Spiderman: yeah, softer. More relaxed and less cursey. Like you went from speaking like a 14 year old pirate to a college vampire but less emo and more edgy

Deadpool: You just called me gay twice in one sentense

Spiderman: Don't change the topic

Spiderman laughs and lays back on the ledge, one leg hanging over the edge with his hands on his stomach: It means I was right. You are a softy under all that leather and guns

Deadpool didn't reply for a second before everything happened all at once

Spiderman sensed it

but he did nothing to stop Deadpool from moving to his side and looking over him, one hand on the ledge next to his head while the other is stuffed in his pocket

His masked face just inches away from his own

He could feel his warmth

Deadpool was big. He overshadowed him

he had Spiderman trapped despite the hero having the strength to easily push him away

he doesn't

Deadpool: If you think I'm soft under this suit...

He leans in close, their masked cheeks pressing together as Deadpool whispers in a low tone: Then you're in for a surprise

Shoto: Spider, please turn off your coms. I don't like ASMR

Spiderman quickly sits up, head butting Deadpool as he does making the mercenary stumble back and hold his forehead with a yelp: AH FUCK! DAMN IT!

Spiderman: S-sorry, Front! I thought I turned it off!

He quickly starts tapping at his ear piece, his face bright red under his mask as he pulls his hood up: I-I gotta go

Deadpool: hey- WAIT!

But he was already off, swinging off the building leaving Deadpool to groan in frustration on the ledge: Fuckin- FUCK YOU FROST!

WHOEVER THE FUCK YOU ARE!

. . .

Izuku takes off his mask and flops face first onto Shoto's bed with a groan

Shoto: If you're going to flirt and lead him on, please make sure to mute

Izuku: I wasn't- I'm not- Am I leading him on?

Shoto: It sounded like it

Izuku: How can you tell?

Shoto: Well, you refuse his flirtatious advances then proceed to flirt back. From the book's I've read, that's a toxic sign of leading someone on

Izuku: I.. I didn't mean to

Shoto: Then why flirt with him?

Izuku: I didn't mean to! It's just-

Shoto: You feel more confident behind a mask, in tern you don't think about the consequences of your words because you've essentially separated your real self from Spiderman. So you end up saying things Izuku wouldn't normally say

Izuku: .. what have you been watching with Uraraka-san?

Shoto: Not watching, but she introduced me to fanfics

Izuku: Oh god, this is the meme thing with Shinso again...

Shoto: I've learned a lot. Primarily that fanfic writers make better stories than novelists Izuku: Seems pretty harsh to say

Shoto: So is shooting down a man who's clearly interested in you and leading him on

Izuku: I don't- ugh what do I do...? I... I don't

Shoto: You don't want him to stop because you like feeling attracted to

Izuku:... maybe...

Shoto: Then I have a solution

Izuku looks over confused: You do?

Shoto nods, crossing out something on a notebook before closing it: Go ask out Bakugo

Izuku: WHAT?!?!?!

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Izuku: me? Ask out Kacchan? No way. Nuh uh. He doesn't think of me like that. He's just being nicer. He's probably nice to everyone. He did say stuff about character development, whatever that means. So maybe he's just going through another story arc.

Izuku keeps mumbling to himself as he grabs books from the shelf, trying to find the one Shoto had asked for

It was on a high shelf he couldn't reach on his own, maybe if he climbed it but that would be too risky

Izuku: it's not like he's gonna ask me on a da-

A larger figure stands behind him. Izuku, having been so lost in his thoughts, didn't even sense it as said large figure reaches their arm up over his head to grab the book he needed

He lowers his hand, glancing back at Kacchan's apposing figure

//was he always this tall??//

Katsuki: Oi! You gonna take the book or not?

Izuku jumps, straightening up and spinning around

Which was a huge mistake since it only served to close the distance between them more

Izuku: Kacchan's amazing...

Katsuki: I used my tall privilege to grab a book. I wouldn't call that amazing

Izuku mentally slaps himself for saying that out loud and grabs the book: still amazing... But I would appreciate you not sneaking up on me like that!

Katsuki chuckles: I passed by. You're just lost in that lil nerd head of yours

Izuku pouts, holding the book close: so mean, Kacchan

Kacchan: I'm not amazing anymore?

Izuku: of course you are! But you can also be real mean some sometimes

Katsuki's lip twitched down. He clicks his tongue: Alright, then are you free Friday?

Izuku froze up, his cheeks feeling warm at the sudden implication: w-what? Why?

Katsuki: Relax, I ain't gonna take you out back like Old Yeller. I'm playing drums with a band this Friday and I'm inviting you to watch

Izuku immediately relaxes, his eyes widening in surprise

//Kacchan still plays drums..? AMAZING!//

Katsuki: Oi! I haven't stopped playing, I've just stopped playing in front of you. Look, if you're busy this Friday then whatev-

Izuku impulsively jumps closer with excitement, eyes sparkling behind his glasses: I'M BE THERE!

Katsuki jerks back and looks to the side awkwardly, hands stuffed into his jacket pockets: Jeez, alright. Fucking turn down the volume or Library Bitch is gonna kick you out.. again

Izuku slaps his hand in front of his mouth but it couldn't hide the massive smile he had

Izuku whispers just enough to hear: Sor-sorry. I'm just excited...

Katsuki smirks slightly at that: heh thought so. We'll start at around 5 in the music room, 1st floor in building beta-

Izuku: the 7th room to the left

Katsuki: right

Izuku: to the right?

Katsuki rolls his eyes and ruffles Izuku's hair, pushing his headband down above his glasses: I said you're right. Not get. I'll see you around, nerd

Izuku puts his head down as Katsuki walks off, glancing up just to watch Katsuki round the corner before sinking to his knees

He hugs his knees, taking off his glasses and headband and pulling his hood up in an attempt to hide from the world

His heart was beating so fast

His entire body felt warm

His head was all fuzzy

But all he could do was sit and try not to scream into his knees

Shoto: Izuku?

Shoto had rounded the corner, having thought Izuku either ditched him (unlikely) or got stuck in one of the bookshelves somehow (more likely)

But he didn't expect to find him curled up into a ball with a pile of books

He rushes to his side, concerned though it didn't show

Shoto: Izuku what happened? Are you okay? Are you having a panic attack?

Izuku whimpers before looking up. He wasn't sad or scared. In fact, he looked so excited he was shaking and crying. He couldn't contain the feelings bursting in his chest

Shoto pulls off his hood and examines his face, confused on what to do: Izuku..?

Izuku: s-shoto... Kacchan... He..

The freckled boy sniffles and gives a giggle of pure joy

Izuku: Kacchan asked me out...!

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Katsuki: So...

Spiderman giggles: so?

Katsuki: shut up, I ain't good at conversation starters

Spiderman: well a good way to start is to NOT tell me to shut up

Katsuki lightly shoves him to the side, a light chuckle bubbling in him that he tries to suppress

He hates this feeling. Without his mask he felt exposed. Vulnerable. He hates and loves what Spiderman does to his heart. To his emotions. To his brain

And lately, he's been coming over more often. It had Katsuki excited and confused. Theorizing.

He felt stupid but...

Maybe

Just maybe

This incredible, brave, funny, selfless, badass hero he admires so much

Likes Katsuki

Maybe Katsuki is that special reason he patrols on his specific building

The idea alone had Katsuki smitten and he had no clue how to act

Because what if he was wrong?

He feels something land on his lap

It's a coin

Spiderman: penny for your thoughts?

Katsuki: do I look like a stripper to you?

Spiderman: I'm paying for your thoughts, not your clothes

Katsuki grumbles, taking the penny and tosses it back, watching as it misses Spiderman's leg and falls down the building's length

Well that's embarrassing

He has perfect aim! Why was he fucking up now?!

Spiderman didn't seem to mind, in fact, he laughs: Someone's getting lucky today, huh?

Katsuki: clearly not me

Spiderman: a lot on your mind?

Katsuki: since when did you become my therapist?

Spiderman: Since you dropped my penny off a building

Katsuki: cheap therapist

Spiderman: come on, talk to me. I promise I'm great at keeping secrets

Katsuki: I got nothing to tell you

Spiderman: okay, well... Can I guess?

Katsuki: I'm not gonna confirm or deny anything

Spiderman goes ahead anyways: Are you thinking about someone?

Katsuki: ...

Spiderman: is that someone... Special to you?

Katsuki's ears turn pink

Spiderman: do you like spending time with them?

Katsuki looks to the side

Spiderman persists, curiosity taking over and his mask boosting his confidence: Do you...like-

Katsuki: so what if I do?

Spiderman was startled by the snap, only then realizing he was leaning in and promptly leaned back: sorry sorry, I'm being nosey

Katsuki: you just realized?

Spiderman laughs: I've been caught up in my own thoughts too actually. Someone special's been occupying my mind too

Katsuki gulps and glances over: really?

Spiderman nods, voice soft and sincer: Yeah. You're not the only one, Katsuki

Katsuki's heart leaped out of his chest

He took a risk. One he didn't think about: you ever plan on telling em?

Spiderman looks ahead and shakes his head: Not yet. But maybe someday, when they make it more clear they feel the same way

Katsuki looks head too: yeah

They stare at the city together

Together on a ledge

On the edge of misunderstanding

With their hands gravitating towards each other's

But never bold enough to touch

Both hero and civilian hold on to false hope

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Deadpool: Oh Spidey~

Spiderman: Yes my Murderous Merc? Whatever may I assist you with

Deadpool: whoa there BugBaby. Keep talking like that, and I might fall in love all over again

Spiderman: And we wouldn't want that heart to break all over again, now do we?

Deadpool: Never seemed to stop you, but we both know I heal fast and come back more persistent

Spiderman: You know how much of a red flag that makes you? Maybe you should rebrand

Deadpool: And have Walt's decapitated head on my ass? Nah. Plus people might think we're a different ship

Spiderman: what?

Deadpool: So what's a fine specimen like you doing all alone on a roof like this?

Spiderman: Patrol

Deadpool: On a Sunday night?

Spiderman: I'm waiting for a satanic priest to show up and make things more interesting

Deadpool: Aaww Hero work getting boring? Should I start riots and set orphanages on fire so you have something to do?

Spiderman: You act like you've never started a riot

Deadpool: yeah but an orphanage has never looked so flammable until now

Spiderman rolls his eyes and lightly nudges the merc, standing on the edge of the roof: I'm not bored, kinda just... Anxious really

Deadpool: And what arachnid crawled under your skin?

Spiderman: You're gonna get upset

Deadpool: I won't

Spiderman: doubt

Deadpool: Oh come on! I'm not gonna go on a rampage! You trust me, don't ya?

Spiderman: unfortunately. But this isn't really a bad 'under my skin' anxiety

Deadpool joins him: care to elaborate?

Spiderman sighs and puts his hands behind his head: I have a feeling that the guy I like might like me back. And as exciting as that is.. I don't know, I'm scared I got the wrong idea. I'm doubting myself but the signs are there... I just don't know if they're the right ones

Deadpool starts to sweat under his suit, mind wondering as he tries to act casual: you'll never know unless you take the chance and make a move

Spiderman turns to him confused: You're not jealous? Upset? Angry? Constipated?

Deadpool waves it off: Nah. why? You want me to be?

Spiderman quickly denies: No! No this is good. I'm just surprised since you declare your love for me in the worst situations sometimes

Deadpool: yeah well, I also want you to be happy. As much as it's gonna suck for me, I'm not about to go TeenRomance on you

Spiderman: Oh

Deadpool raised a brow: Is that disappointment I hear?

Spiderman quickly brushes it off: you rarely say sweet things like that, don't blame me for being caught off guard sometimes

Deadpool: or maybe you're gonna miss me flirting with you and trying to-

In one swift motion, Deadpool picks Spiderman up bridal style

Deadpool: -Sweep you off your feet

Spiderman sighs and playful pats his face: That's not as cute as you think it is

Deadpool: oh come on! I'm literally sweeping you off your feet! I pulled this out of an old playboy magazine

Spiderman: wow you are just projecting red flags

Deadpool: I would drop you if I didn't wanna hold you a little longer

Spiderman: ... Did you get THAT from a playboy magazine?

Deadpool: Is it working?

Spiderman pauses before firing a web to the side

He doesn't give him an answer and simply pulls himself out of his arms, swinging off the building leaving Deadpool to call for him

Deadpool: A PART OF YOU LIKES ME AND YOU KNOW IT!

Spiderman swung out of view, giving Deadpool the middle finger before he completely disappears

Deadpool stands there, watching where his partner went and sighs to himself: Least I know your fond of THIS part of me

Denki: Damn dude... That was not as smooth as you thought it was

Deadpool takes off his mask and his ear piece and crushes it in his hand