Thinking So Many Thoughts Rn

when fanfic writers put in their author’s notes “this was so self indulgent” man i’m so happy for you. i hope so. i hope you had a blast making this. i love you

Amazing Spider-Man #317 (1989)

I posted this on TikTok but I thought I’d post it here too

i don't believe i ever posted this on here,,,, this was before LoF was even a concept and it was still just an au between me and alighterwood,,,, baby boy,,,,

Tony / Quentin parallels

Third in my series Bucky Barnes meets a cat, two years later

Fast friends 🖤

logan seeing a picture of wade pre-mutation

he has a weird moment of “why tf is there a picture of that nicepool douche in my house” before he Realizes

and wade is like “oh great now That’s gonna be in his mind forever, what i used to look like before the ground beefing of it all, just what i fuckin needed” and he makes a joke (shocker) to stave off how insecure he is

“i was trying to make lepers fashionable, jokes on me i guess”

and logan just eyes the photo and says, “you look weird.”

wade’s Shocked. he was a fucking Looker back then, thank you very much. “there’s just no winning with you, is there?” he asks.

and logan turns the photo over and over in his hands, dis-fucking-pleased, before he flicks it back from whence it came. and he looks at wade, all green-eyed disarming honesty, and says, “i like my version better.”

and if wade didn’t Know logan, didn’t know the shine in his eye and the sincere timbre of his voice, he’d call bullshit. no one in their right mind would prefer him Now to the Him of 2016, right? nessa only put up with it because he was kinda grandfathered into that relationship and she liked his insides as well as his outsides (hey-o)

but he does know logan, and he knows that logan doesn’t mince words or sugarcoat Anything in the name of “sparing feelings,” so he sits there, digesting the compliment like gas station sushi — which is to say, not fucking well at all.

to make matters worse (or, well, better, he guesses) he finds a picture of Him Now and logan from nessa’s new year’s eve party magnetized to the fridge the next day.

it’s poorly lit, illuminated only by shattering fireworks overhead and a few yellow streetlights, and they’re both clearly smashed — wade’s eyes are glassy and red, logan’s cheeks are flushed, and the finer details of their faces have been smudged away thanks to shaky camerawork.

but they’re happy. wade looks happy — he’s smiling, a big, fat, candid grin, like he’d been laughing, and logan’s kissing his cheek, unashamed. he’d been wade’s first new year’s kiss in a long fucking time.

he buys a frame for that picture - a sparkly pink monstrosity from goodwill - and gives it a home on the nightstand next to their bed. and yeah, whatever, on bad days he looks at it and thinks eugh, still, because goddamn francis really did a number on him —

but most days, he’s just happy he gets to be that guy in the picture at all. the guy logan howlett stayed for. the guy logan kissed in front of dozens of people.

logan’s version.

what i dont exactly get abt antis is that most of them dont even know the real meaning of proship. proship is anti harassment over ships, not shipping siblingxsibling or minorxadult like a lot of antis say it is. they say that a darkship is a "proship" but 'proships' dont exist. proshipping isnt shipping something, its not harrassing over ships. you cant proship something, that doesnt make sense.

Peter who’s never really been able to date because of his powers but tried not to talk about it because he’s insecure about it, and finds it embarrassing.

Virgin Peter who can’t even remember the last time he was kissed.

Peter who’s romantically and sexually stunted and knows it’s not healthy to get his emotional fulfillment from rom coms and books but that’s all he can do.

Peter who’s so naïve romantically, sexually. He knows of the horrors of this world and the universe but doesn’t know when he’s getting played.

Peter who gets so love sick with his crushes. Who yearns so badly, who can act on it for one reason or another but it’s so, so obvious. The wide eyes and loving looks, the sweet softness in his voice.

And the team knows it well by now, the phases of a Peter Parker super crush. The build up, when it hasn’t hit him yet but they’re watching him fall. The “she’s so nice” “he looks different, did he get a haircut?” “He’s so funny” phase. Then the crush itself. The crush that only grows deeper and deeper. The soft sighs, the head on his hand. The puppy dog eyes. The ‘obsession’. Maybe it’s brutal to call it that, but he becomes absorbed. And then the break. He realizes it’ll never happen and it breaks. And he’s sad, he’s mopey, little gives him joy. It’s an honest to god depression.

And when his newest crush is on Bucky, well. People talk. It’s the talk of the tower. It’s patronizing towards Peter and he doesn’t appreciate it.

Bucky noticed. Sure. Peter got more present. He’s everywhere suddenly. He’s sweeter, as if he wasn’t already the sweetest thing. He’s so obvious. Bucky can’t not notice it, even if he doesn’t acknowledge it more than a soft smile and a kind word.

Peters his friend- he’s all of their friend. And he’s the only one who seems to remember that fact right now.

It’s tactless, it’s disrespectful and worst of all it’s unkind. And he’s comfortable telling everyone to shut the fuck up about it.

The problem is, Peter’s thing… it’s working on him. Not that he can say it.

Bucky’s in the gym. It’s a hell of a gym in the tower. Sure weights aren’t doing a damn thing for half of them, but the facilities are immense. Super-heavy bags that he won’t knock off their stand, expansive facilities for sparring and mobility work and drills. There’s also a lovely meditation and yoga room.

And Bucky finally snaps one day in their little meditation circle. Some of them with… foggier brains like to meet regularly, meditate and commissariate. It’s a big group.

And Peter, sweet Peter, walks past the glass walled room on his way to the bags and grins and waves, sweet genuine Peter.

And that’s when the comments start. And Bucky’s had enough.

“Where are you going, Barnes?”

“To ask Peter out and shut everyone the fuck up” he grumbled.