#sorry johnny

[lorithescrump]

I love Sonya so fucking much oh my god, girl- 🤣

[etherealizzie]

john mactavish's drag paths are the childhood drawings he left on the fridge when they had a career day, when he said he wanted to be a soldier to his mammie at the age of 6.

when he dressed up as a soldier for halloween and looked so goddamn happy wearing an evolution of these costumes, some of them more detailed than the last year. mammie mactavish made damn sure that she got pictures printed, put it in the family album.

when johnny started deliberately studying for good scores to get into the military, when he went to the range for the first time. the grin on his face when he fired a gun for the first time, when he finally applied it into the military, johnny bawled on his mammie's lap.

it was all laid out for him.

johnny memorialized more of his time.

the first journal he owned in the 141, where he wrote and doodled the existence of his team. where charcoal smudges and imperfect doodles of his lieutenant laid, where he confessed his love for simon-- and the team in hurried cursive.

even when it laid abandoned in price's office for the couple months after he died, even when it made its way to mammie mactavish, even when his urn sat on the mantle, dusted every so often.

and as his childhood drawings yellowed and halloween costumes in thrift bins, john mactavish's drag path was etched into every aspect of his life.

even long after he had strayed from his path.

[thekerryeurodyne]

Think you should lock Johnny in the dressing room more often if I'm honest

Only gonna do it if he deserves it.

[unreliablecryptid]

thinking about this. thinking about red house. thinking about how red house set everything up so we could find it. thinking about how it knows it amounts to nothing, it's just something created as a result of us, and it only lives by staying within our minds. this idea of something we can't solve. something that we're trying to figure out. something that is just a fiction, not something truly living

(thinking about how the minotaur was something shoved away, buried in a labyrinth away from the surface, away from everyone, because minos was ashamed of it, but eventually grew to love it. thinking about how the minotaur was perceived to be something it wasn't, forever stuck in a maze that people had to fight to get to. killed by someone who applied his own fiction to it, viewing it as a monster. how the minotaur only lives through legend, and the only true minotaur - the tragedy of a lost son, a grief forever left unresolved, the pain of a secret - is only kept alive by the memory of his father.)

[feiramie]

I’ve been emotionally unwell over that stranger things ending. nothing cures the lack of motivation like sobbing over the same scene a hundred times. this means I will be channeling my inner angst to take it out on my favourites characters

[isthiscoinsidenceorasign]

No big deal but the official page for Chad Powers added me to their story. I think the last time I got this excited is when my favorite actor tagged me in a post on his birthday.

Also I decided to say fuck it and leave my face unblocked. Don't make me regret it Tumblr. 😂

[traincat]

you've mentioned that you had a slightly less bittersweet ending in mind for the spider & the last spark and i was wondering if you're willing to share a vague idea of what that was? only because the actual ending of the fic was so perfect that i can't imagine anything else! (thank you so much for your incredible writing)

It was never really a big change, just something that maybe gave Johnny a little bit more hope with his own Peter. Spoilers for my own fic under the cut.

I briefly considered a version where Peter hadn't gotten back together with MJ while Johnny and Ben were on their universe road trip but then I decided that the ending just wouldn't hit as hard without it.

[happyhounddeliveries]

this blog is so cute omgg!!

if you want, could I get a general comfort letter from Johnny Storm (MCU Johnny) I would really appreciate it <:)

**You hear the jingle of a dog tag and an excited "WOOF!" announce your delivery. The letter that slides through is perfectly normal, except...is that ash smudged in the corner?...**

Hey you,

So, uh… this isn’t usually my thing...You know, writing letters. Reed says it’s “a thoughtful way to process emotions.” Ben laughed at me, but what does he know. This isn’t about them. This is about us.

I’ve faced a whole lot of stuff that's beaten me down and should’ve snuffed me out, and I know we're just alike in that. One of many reasons we get along so well, right? And yeah, I know that sounds kinda like I'm being a cornball—but you already know I’ve never been great at subtle. Life's too short for that, and I burn bright, baby! 

All that to say, life is and has been a lot lately. We've faced some pretty crazy odds and come out swinging, and that's gotta count for something. Don't give up just because it seems tough, you have people looking out for you even if it don't always feel like it. More importantly, you don't always have to be "ok". OK?.

It's cool to let go every once in awhile and relax, nothing is gonna fall apart in the time it takes for you to take a breather. Don't gotta be a hustler to keep it going, you're way more capable than you might think.

If you feel like no one cares, I care, and you're a lot stronger than maybe you give yourself credit for. 

Geez, I feel like this is getting dangerously close to sappy, so I'll leave it here for now.

Final note, you know if you ever need me all you gotta do is call! The J-man is never far away.

Hit me back when you get the chance!

Johnny Storm