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Moody Naked People Covered In Glitter, the Movie

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itpiercesskin said: Peggy digs up dirt in an effort to blackmail the women’s hotel manager, has a moral quandary about whether or not to use it.

thanks for the fic prompt, itpiercesskin!

Peggy/Angie, no warnings, mature

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Angie dips her head back onto the pillow - her victory rolls have started to come undone, framing her face with a soft wave of hair. Peggy grabs a loose strand and twines it through her finger before letting it go.

“Stay the night,” Peggy says. It’s a chilly spring, her feet are frozen under the pale wool blankets, and Angie smells like airy perfume and brewing coffee. 

Angie wriggles deeper into the blankets, arching her back with delight. “Don’t temp me, Mrs. Fry’ll kill us both.”

Peggy snorts. “I didn’t think you’d be scared of that tiresome old prig.”

“I’m not scared,” Angie says. “But I’ve seen her kick out girls for bringing their fiancees upstairs. How do you think she’s gonna to feel about this?” She gestures expansively, and Peggy catches her hand in her own, brings them together, lower, past Angie’s hip, towards the dip of her pelvis.

“I wouldn’t worry overly much,” Peggy said. She slides forward, presses her mouth and her words into Angie’s neck. “She has a daughter out of wedlock, given up for adoption to a family in Rye, back before the first war.”

Angie gasps out a reproachful “Peggy,” but doesn’t ask how she knows. They haven’t been together long, but she already knows that there are some questions that don’t come with answers. Smart girl. Instead, she stops the progress of Peggy’s hand and says, “You wouldn’t.”

“Does it matter?” Angie’s breath is against her cheek, heavier now, and Peggy moves their hands together again, sends Angie rocking against her.

“Not really,” Angie mutters, managing to sound blissful but also perturbed. “It’s just kind of unscrupulous.”

Peggy runs her free thumb over Angie’s collarbone. Her bones jut out a bit, still ration-thin. There are so many things she can’t tell Angie, like what she saw in the war, or how it felt to hear Steve die, or why she comes home some nights from work weak with anger, shaking with it. She can’t tell her that she is done losing, that she will be as unscrupulous as she needs to be, that what is proper is rarely right. 

“Angie,” Peggy says. “We’ve both survived the deadliest war humanity ever dreamed up. I’ll be damned if I let some ancient hypocritical puritan dictate a single thing about my life.”

That startles a laugh from Angie, and then a gasp. They fall back together, and for a moment the world contracts, shrinks to a manageable size.

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Sweet Charity Vid: "Origin Stories" (BtVS/AtS)

Vid Title: Origin Stories Song: "Coffee" by Aesop Rock feat. John Darnielle Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer / Angel 

Summary: It's Nikki Wood's fucking coat.

This is such a great vid, and it comes with excellent commentary from the vidder, Giandujakiss, and from the person who commissioned it, thuvia ptarth, excerpted below:

"Even in "Fool for Love," it's clear that Spike misunderstands the Slayers he's fought as he misunderstands Buffy: he thinks that the Slayers' lives and thoughts center on him, that they are as obsessed with his Romantic conflation of sex and death as he is. He argues that they died because they didn't want to live enough; he argues that Slayers are as in love with death as he is. The Chinese Slayer tells him in Chinese, "Tell my mother I died well," before she dies, but Spike's only response is: "Sorry, love, I don't speak Chinese." Her mother is unimaginable to him, as the son of the black Slayer--Nikki Wood--is also unimaginable. Spike subordinates the stories of these women of color to his own story; he literally cannot understand the Chinese Slayer when she speaks in her own language of her own concerns. 

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this is where I can't speak in the detached academic tone anymore, this is not where the understanding of the character breaks down but where the understanding of the text does. Because ultimately the text argues what Spike does: that it's Spike's story that counts. And Spike goes out of the world of Buffy the Vampire Slayer like he came in: wearing Nikki Wood's fucking coat."

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"Die Young" by kaydee falls

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (S1-3)

Music by Ke$ha

"If we can focus, keep discipline, and not have quite as many mysterious deaths, Sunnydale is gonna rule!"

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wait shit itpiercesskin i forgot one

Okay, this isn't strictly Magneto-related and is less of a headcanon than an outright denial of movie canon, but JFK was not a fucking mutant that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

Something more plausible is that literally anyone else around him was a mutant. Because really, you mean to tell me Magneto can't manage to deflect a single bullet? You mean to tell me it isn't infinitely more likely that he did deflect a bullet, but it just happened to bounce into someone important???

And that's my last "Magneto" "headcanon"

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Magneto?

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Okay, headcanon #1 for Magneto (esp. Fassbender!Magneto) is that he could totally be diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder.

He’s got the reckless, impulsive behavior down: nearly drowning himself in order to pull up a submarine is the obvious evidence, but the fact that he has at least one child who had never met him suggests promiscuity, which is actually one of the hallmarks of the disorder.

There’s also his black-and-white thinking, which I take as indicative of what’s referred to as “splitting”. It happens most often in relation to people IRL - at one second, somebody is the best, most amazing and wonderful person you’ve ever met; however, at the first sign of their imperfection they become the worst, wrongest, most terrible person you’ve ever met. And that brings me to his relationship with Mystique. I would call it, as per the DSM, “an unstable and intense interpersonal relationship”.

After that, there’s “Inappropriate, intense anger or difficulty controlling anger (e.g., frequent displays of temper, constant anger, recurrent physical fights).” I don’t think this one needs explaining. Along with that, though, I think you can see an enduring and profound emptiness in him with Fassbender’s portrayal. It’s another of the diagnostic criteria and, in my opinion, one of the more poignant ones.

Headcanon #2 is that First Class-era Magneto could also totally be diagnosed with PTSD. This one is leans more towards head than canon, but if you infer nightmares it’s really not much of a stretch.

Headcanon #3 is that Nightcrawler is his son (and fourth child). I feel unreasonably strongly about this, and I have no idea why.

And last, but not least, headcanon #4 is that he and Professor X were 5000% secret lovers.

I have also seamlessly woven together his comicverse backstory and his movieverse backstory into one. That’s not really a headcanon, though, that’s just me wanting to have a single, coherent backstory to definitely not reference in fanfiction no way I don’t even know why you would think I would do that..

So, yeah, those are my headcanons. I’m sure that if I ever get around to actually watching all the X-Men movies, I will have even more of them. I’ll keep you posted.

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itpiercesskin replied to your post “okay so finalreverie and larquebus and I came up with the best/worst...”

What role does Garrus play? I vote for sexy track star boy.

We were thinking he'd be in computer club. He and Legion would have hack-offs.

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itpiercesskin replied to your post:Most Intelectual Game Owned: I’m not really sure...

Have you played Brave Sparrow? I read and enjoyed it, but haven’t played.

I believe you mean "How are your wings coming along?" Though no, I haven't.