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Marvel/DC RP Sideblogs: sorrythatwasmean, wonderofawoman,mixturethatmakeschaos ARCHIVE of Lee Jordan RP Blog (May Rowling see the light someday and stop harming the LGTBQ+ community.) "I am the master of my fate,I am the captain of my soul."-Invictus,William Ernest Henley || Independent ||OC, Multi-verse, and crossover friendly||FC: Luke Youngblood||Timezone: PST

[leeriverofwordsjordan]

Important Notes:

This blog is an archive but my sideblogs are active!

@meowbooks2 is a personal sideblog for me, Dee.

If you're an RP blog:

@sorrythatwasmean is a Marvel RP blog for Bruce Banner

@mixturethatmakeschaos is a multimuse RP blog.

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This blog is over 10 years old and was created well before J.K.R.'s disappointing turn.I hope Rowling sees the light someday and stops harming the trans community and any others within the queer/lgbtqia+ community.

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[leeriverofwordsjordan]

Item: The Bindle Rarity: ⏶ Common

What video game world would be your #1 travel destination?

Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.

Only for April 1st! Maybe something like Star Wars: The Old Republic? I don't play many video games.

[fiststornasunder]

Immortal Hulk #22 (2018)

[leeriverofwordsjordan]

Love you (both ic and ooc) blackskiesbeautifultimes

Awwww. I just found this in my askbox.

@blackskiesbeautifultimes

[velvet4510]

“All those years wasted fighting each other, Charles … to have a precious few of them back …” is one of THE most romantic lines in movie history and I don’t get how anybody can possibly be blind to their being in love when these are canonical words, spoken in the most passionate and profound delivery by Sir Ian McKellen (the LONGING in his voice, you guys), followed by Sir Patrick Stewart managing to convey a million different emotions without moving a single facial muscle in the reaction shots, and then a closeup of their hands perfectly fitting together like puzzle pieces. This is some Wuthering Heights-level yearning; it ain’t subtle. I’ve heard some people say this doesn’t really count as an apology, and those people have zero media literacy; this is an even MORE powerful statement than either “I’m sorry” or “I love you” could ever be. It’s the echo of the theme of “Time in a Bottle,” which not so coincidentally earlier played in the scene where the two of them are saved from a brutal death by their son in the past. It’s a perfect summary of the entire tragedy and beauty of their relationship.

[dream-with-a-fever]

ginny weasley did not

defend harry against malfoy in flourish and blots when he was picking on him (it’s the first time she ever speaks in front of him)

carry around a horcrux for the better half of a year and realise that something was wrong and try to dispose of it at age 11

get possessed, manipulated and controlled by one of the darkest wizards of all time and live to tell the tale

get forced to write her own farewell note on the wall in blood and walk to her own death

go on as normally as possible afterwards despite the trauma of her first year, because she didn’t want to be a nuisance

make harry a get well soon card after he fell off his broom because of the dementors in third year

tell harry and ron off when making fun of neville for not being able to get a yule ball date

refuse harry as a yule ball date despite having harboured a crush on him for years because she didn’t want to hurt neville

see harry was floundering after hermione & ron left him to do prefect duties and immediately take charge and invite him to come with her

defend luna against bullies, and encourage neville to believe in himself and know his self worth

join dumbledore’s army without a second thought, coining the name and even encouraging more ravenclaws to join

call harry out when he was in a downward spiral about being possessed, explained her own experience and remained gracious despite him forgetting her biggest trauma

fill in for harry as seeker in the quidditch team and help them win the quidditch cup that year

reassure harry that he will play quidditch again, when he was feeling low about umbridge’s life long ban

encourage harry to talk to cho if that’s what he’s upset about (putting her own complicated feelings for him aside)

get harry to admit what was actually upsetting him and helping him find a solution

immediately agree to help harry by standing guard outside umbridge’s office despite not knowing any details

call harry out whenever he was being snarky / impatient with her and not take any of his shit

disarm malfoy & the others and escape from umbridge’s office to rush to harry and hermione’s aid

refuse to stay behind at hogwarts stating that she cared for sirius too and wanted to help

go with the others to the DoM in an attempt to save sirius, risking her life and breaking her ankle in the process

refuse to tolerate her brother’s new girlfriend who was being snobbish about her family’s home and lifestyle (but then go on to love and respect her, as they mature)

get invited to join the slug club because of her skill with hexes and not nepotism (the only one who wasn’t invited for that reason)

tell off zabini for laughing at harry about what went down at the DoM

call ron the fuck out when he was borderline slut-shaming her

crash into the commentator’s podium to shut zacharias smith up from talking smack about the gryffindor team

immediately try to intervene when she thought harry was in danger of being possessed by the hbp potions book

tell off dean and seamus for laughing when harry got seriously hurt in quidditch

come to harry’s defence after he attacked malfoy (bc he had to defend himself against an unforgivable curse) and stand up to (one of her) closest friend(s) to do so

step up to play seeker in harry’s place (again) in the quidditch final and winning the cup in his absence (!!!!)

make harry feel “the happiest he had ever been” when they finally got together

make my boy LAUGH 24/7 and bring him (and many others) so much JOY

support harry after dumbledore’s death, knowing when to give him comfort and also space

show unwavering love and loyalty to harry when he was trying to break up with her, claiming she didn’t care about the danger

also ultimately not fight his decision, understanding his need to stop voldemort once and for all, despite her being completely heartbroken

respect harry’s wishes to stay broken up, but still give him the most INSANE kiss ever as a birthday present (and something for him to fight for!!)

return to hogwarts under the rule of deatheaters, despite the target on her back as a blood traitor (also as brother of ron AND ex girlfriend of harry)

take the place of younger students and try to protect them from being tortured by the carrows

start up dumbledore’s army again with neville and rebel against the system, to reek as much havoc as possible at hogwarts

try to steal the sword of gryffindor from snape’s office because they wanted to help the cause as much as possible despite understanding why they needed it and ultimately being punished for it

refuse to stay put in the room of requirement when her family were out risking their lives during the battle and given the chance, immediately joined the fray

comfort an injured younger student at the battle, and stay strong for them, despite having just found out her brother had been killed

duel with bellatrix in the battle and almost lose her life doing it

go through so much and have her trauma be overlooked and forgotten by so many

go on to play QUIDDITCH PROFESSIONALLY in the team she DREAMED of playing for

and then going back to a career in writing (sports correspondent) despite her traumatic experience with the diary

marry the love of her life and have three beautiful children and get the happy ending that she deserves after EVERYTHING????

all for you guys to shit on her the way you do. put some goddamn RESPECT on MISS GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY’S name. she’s NOT a mary sue, she’s NOT a bully, and she’s NOT boring. she’s an ICON.

[clixxx7]

Is the Hulk cool?

yes

no

Voting ended onOct 25, 2024

[oldfashionedxdrunk]

{ @leeriverofwordsjordan cont. from here }

A wry chuckle escaped before he could stop it, and he just shook his head at the response. "You'd be surprised what I would and wouldn't believe, son." He assured in the only way Bobby did. "Why don't y'let me decide whether or not I believe ya? Might help t'get it of your chest anyhow."

[leeriverofwordsjordan]

This guy meant well, but Lee didn't know them. And sure, Lee was friendly to most but he wasn't as trusting as he once was. Too much had happened. "When I was younger, I pissed off a group that doesn't like people different from them. Had a local radio show said some things. I testified against them. Thought I was done with them." Lee shrugged. It was as close to the truth as he could get. "It's been a few years. RV trip across the pond seemed fun. Guess they didn't agree."

[oldfashionedxdrunk]

The kid's not giving him much to work with, understandably. He didn't know Bobby, and had no reason to trust him with the smaller details. Still, he doesn't like the idea of this kid going off on his own to face whatever group he'd gone and pissed off for whatever reason.

"All right. So they followed ya to the states? You in danger? Assume this ain't something for the cops to handle if you're talking to me." Not that he didn't have connections in the right places, but most people wouldn't be keeping things close to their chest while opening up to a stranger if they thought the authorities could help.

[leeriverofwordsjordan]

Lee shrugged. "I've taken care of myself so far." This guy seemed like his heart was in the right place but this wasn't something a muggle could help with. "I'll call someone to pick me up tomorrow and I'll be out of your hair. Maybe they'll leave me alone if I'm with someone else. And just go home."

[kyberinfinitygems]

Who do you ship Carol Danvers (MCU version) with? 💫

Maria Rambeau

Yon-Rogg

Thor Odinson

Valkyrie

James Rhodes

Bruce Banner

Dar-Benn

Steve Rogers

Other (please share in tags!)

I don’t ship her with anyone.

Voting ended onJul 22, 2024

If you’re a multishipper, choose your favorite. Reblog for extra sample size!

Please be civil in comments/reblogs.

[oldfashionedxdrunk]

{ @leeriverofwordsjordan cont. from here }

A wry chuckle escaped before he could stop it, and he just shook his head at the response. "You'd be surprised what I would and wouldn't believe, son." He assured in the only way Bobby did. "Why don't y'let me decide whether or not I believe ya? Might help t'get it of your chest anyhow."

[leeriverofwordsjordan]

This guy meant well, but Lee didn't know them. And sure, Lee was friendly to most but he wasn't as trusting as he once was. Too much had happened. "When I was younger, I pissed off a group that doesn't like people different from them. Had a local radio show said some things. I testified against them. Thought I was done with them." Lee shrugged. It was as close to the truth as he could get. "It's been a few years. RV trip across the pond seemed fun. Guess they didn't agree."

[oldfashionedxdrunk]

If anyone were to accuse him of collecting orphans and the like, he'd argue 'til he was blue in the face. But the fact of the matter was, well, these kids needed guidance and since he didn't seem to have anything better to do these days, why the hell not?

"Here," he set a cup of hot tea on the coffee table before he took a seat in a chair, expression reflecting that rare but coveted gentleness he sometimes offered when the occasion called for it. "Wanna tell me what happened?"

[leeriverofwordsjordan]

Lee brought the tea closer and held it in his hands. He enjoyef the warmth before taking a sip. He wasn't sure how much he should say. Or if he should just lie. The man seemed alright, but you never could predict how muggles would react to anything magical. "I'm not sure you'd believe me even if I told you."

[lesbianlyonelb]

I just wrote 8 pages when I haven't written in months and was beginning to think I'd never be able to again. Idk what it is, but I am sharing and manifesting this energy for every writer who sees this. May you write 8 quality pages effortlessly and find joy writing once more

[xjmlm]

[deadmomjokes]

What I love about this, though, is that the little nails will become an outline of where the water was. It will trace the shape, show someone later what was there once upon a time. It will be a testament to how much this guy wanted to capture the amazing things he saw and experienced, and though it will never truly keep it, it will hold a memory, something that in itself is beautiful and worthy of experience. We cannot describe the indescribable, but we can trace its outline, give some idea of what we experienced.

[official-linguistics-post]

official linguistics post

[abbatoirablaze]

Seeing Green, Bruce Banner

Word Count: 1k

Your lip warbled, and you bit it hard to stop the feelings that were rising up from the pit of your stomach. 

You stared long and hard at the large creature in the clear cylinder. 

No, not a creature.

Your boyfriend.

“Oh Bruce…” you sighed to yourself, your heart breaking piece by piece as you looked at the large creature that you’d known was the other side of him. 

Nat had gotten permission to bring you up here, and you were beyond grateful to be on the carrier, especially when she’d told you that there were problems with Bruce. 

You’d feared the worst.

Thought that he might have died on a mission.

But he was stuck.

He had gotten hurt and hadn’t transformed back to your boyfriend.  No, he’d stayed as the big guy.  Something that let you know that he really was injured.

You knew that while part of Bruce truly did loathe The Hulk, his other half wouldn’t simply let him die, and was doing so, staying as the Hulk to protect his more delicate, human form while he’d healed.

And seeing him now, made your heart lurch once more in your chest. 

Your hand fell to the glass, and you felt Nat gently put her hand on your shoulder.  Turning to her, she gave you a soft smile, “Bruce is strong…”

“I-I know,” you admitted, sniffling as you thought about how much of a fighter your boyfriend truly was, “I know the big guy is just doing this to protect him, but I-“

“The big guy?”

A blush rose to your cheeks, and you looked back to the container, “it-It’s what I called The Hulk around Bruce…he didn’t seem to hate it as much as me calling him Hulk…”

“Oh…”

“I-I’ve never seen The Hulk in person, you know.  Bruce was adamant on us not meeting.  Said that he never wanted me to see that side of him…but I never understood why.  It’s like two sides of the same coin.  Bruce only ever wanted to help humanity…and I think in his own way, so does the big guy,” you admitted softly.  You stepped away from Nat and found yourself walking around the container, your hand trailing along the glass, “do-do you know how long he’s been like that?”

“We found him a week ago…so about two weeks?” she guessed, “he comes to every once in a while, but I think he realized that he’s not getting out of the cylinder until he’s Bruce again.”

Your heart lurched once more, and you tried to imagine how he must be faring, not being aware for so long.

“Is he-“

“He’s stable…wakes up every once in a while, like I said, but when he realizes that we aren’t going to let him out he tries to break out…but that’s just because he doesn’t like being on the carrier.”

“Bad memories,” you sighed, nodding along.  You knew that Bruce didn’t like flying to begin with, but the big guy was more terrified of being in the air than anything else, “he-“

But you stopped when you noticed The Hulk shifting, waking up.  You froze in your spot.  You didn’t know how much Hulk had been aware of you, despite having been with Bruce for a few years. 

Nat was quick to walk up to you, wrapping her arm around your waist so that she could remove you from the room, but you stopped when your eyes met his. 

“He gets pretty aggressive when he w-“

Nat stopped herself when he gently crawled over to where you were, and his hand reached up to the glass.  There was something so different about his eyes.  They weren’t your boyfriends. 

This creature in front of you though, looked at you as though you were some delicate creature that he knew he had to be gentle with.

“B-Bruce…” you asked gently, pushing your way back to the container.  You reached up, placing your hand against the same spot from the other side, “are you in there?”

The Hulk looked at your hand, and there was pain in his eyes. 

“It’s just you right now, isn’t it…big guy!”

His eyes met yours. 

The recognition was plain as day. 

He loved you just as much as your boyfriend did, despite never having officially met you.  Your lip warbled once again, and you realized that the big guy was just as much a part of your relationship as Bruce was. 

The eyes were different, but there was a sparkle in them. 

You may not have been aware of Hulk, but he had seen you, in the eyes of Bruce. 

“I-is he okay?” you asked, trying your luck, hoping that he would find some way to communicate with you, “i-is Bruce okay?”

There was no reaction for a minute, and you felt anxiety in the pit of your stomach. 

Maybe he didn’t understand you.

And then he nodded.

You shuddered, surprised by the response.  Your eyes watered and you felt the tears running down your cheeks before you could stop them. 

His hand moved up, and it was like he was trying to touch your face, to stroke away the tears.  You laughed through them, and still continued to cry, this time, happily, “thank you for protecting him, Hulk.”

“Big guy!” he said slowly, pointing to himself, “I hurt too!”

“Yes…thank you for protecting him, big guy…” you cried, still laughing, “I-I know that you let him heal first.  You saved him…it-it’s okay, big guy…it’s time for you to sleep now.  Let Bruce take over and you take your time to heal.”

He gave you a soft smile, and his eyes closed.  His hand met yours across the glass once more, and Nat gasped when he started to shrink, turning back into your boyfriend. 

“Big guy sleep!” he repeated softly. 

The two of you watched as Bruce took the place of The Hulk and he fell into a tender sleep along the wall.  You dropped to your knees, not wanting to disturb him, but hoping that he’d wake up soon.

“I’m here Bruce…” you sighed. 

“You’ve got to teach me that!” Nat proclaimed with a chuckle, “if I had known that all it took was you telling him it was okay, I would have convinced Tony to come and get you earlier…”

“Hulk was just watching out for him…”  

[our-queer-experience]

losing my mind trying to explain how jk rowling isn’t just Some Terf, she was a well established celebrity who brought anti-trans ideology to the general public and that doesn’t compare to public terfs who you’ll only know of if youre in trans or terf circles. not everyone has heard of posey parker but EVERYBODY has heard of jkr. she got to explain trans issues to people who didnt know about it before her so all the convo was on her terms. she is not just some person with a twitter.

[nyansense-the-nyanbinary]

via @nervermind

[onenicebugperday]

[angels-thanat0s]

The way I've already seen uncountable "Netflix is hiring!" Ads. They're really just gonna hire scabs and pretend the WGA strike isn't happening....

[direwolfrules]

This is a reminder to anyone who wants to go into screenwriting. This is not an opportunity to get your foot in the door. Do not take any writing jobs during the strike. This includes freelance or “script editing” jobs.

You will be a scab. Scabs are barred from union membership. By crossing the picket line to get your foot in the door you’ll be burning one of the most important bridges in your life. You will actively be harming your future job prospects.

This strike will end one day. Those writers who are out picketing will reenter the writers room and start producing work with the legal and financial protections and guarantees they’re fighting for, and you will not be among their ranks. You will be a scab. A traitor.

A lack of union membership will harm your prospects job wise. Do not scab. Knowledge of your scabbing, traitorous ways will cost you your ability to make friends in the industry. Do not scab. Support the WGA as they fight for your rights. Do. Not. Scab.