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thelastspeecher · 3 years

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Superhero/villain AU - Playdate

I was looking through my AU Word docs for Inspiration for Stanuary, and stumbled across this scene that I never finished. So I decided to finish this scene. It stars Emmett McGucket, who sort of inadvertently became the star of the Superhero/villain AU lmao.

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Emmett opened the door to his house.

“C’mon in,” he said nervously. Carter punched his arm.

“You don’t need to be anxious around me, man. Hell, I’m the one who should be nervous. I might get to meet a famous supervillain.”

“…Probably not,” Emmett said, stepping aside so that Carter could come in. “Ma’s at her day job and Uncle Lute got called in to help his crew.”

“That’s unfortunate,” Carter remarked. He entered the house. “Oh, well. At least I get to meet your dad and your sisters.” He grinned at Emmett. “I’m a bit curious about whether they’re actually as wild as you say. I mean, compared to you, just about anyone’s wild.” Emmett flushed. “I’m just teasing, relax.”

“Yeah, I, uh, I knew that,” Emmett said weakly. He closed the door. “I’m glad your mom said you could finally come over. You didn’t get lost on the way, did ya?”

“Nah.”

“And did you walk or-”

“I biked.” Carter eyed Emmett. “Do you really wanna talk about how I got here, or show off your house a bit?” Emmett smiled.

“Good point. My room’s upstairs.”

“Awesome. Oh, before you show me your room, my mom told me to bring something over. Apparently that’s the nice thing to do or whatever. So…” Carter removed his backpack and dug around in it. “Ah ha! Here!” He handed Emmett a large candle. “You can give that to your dad.”

“When he gets home, I will.” Emmett brought the candle into the kitchen and set it on the counter. When he returned, Carter raised an eyebrow.

“He’s not home?”

“Nope.”

“But…he’s a stay-at-home dad. Where is he?”

“He, uh, he had to go run some errands,” Emmett fibbed.

“He’ll be back before I leave, though, right?” Carter grinned at him. “I’m starting to wonder if he doesn’t exist or something. You’re so secretive about him.”

“Nah, he exists. He’s just a bit uncomfortable with the whole villain thing,” Emmett said with a shrug. Carter shook his head.

“That’s so weird.”

“Hey, Emmett!” a voice shouted from the second floor. Footsteps thundered down the stairs. Daisy stuck her head around the corner to stare at Emmett and Carter. Her eyes widened. “Ooh, you have a friend over?”

“Yes,” Emmett said. “Ma and Dad said it was okay.”

“Hmm.” Daisy approached the two boys. She crossed her arms. “You’re short,” she said flatly to Carter. Carter grinned.

“I’ve seen you guys’ mom before. I’m not nearly as short as her. Or as Tsunami.”

“True.” Daisy continued to look Carter up and down.

“Did you want somethin’?” Emmett asked. Daisy shrugged.

“Yeah, but since you’ve got a guest, I’ll just harass Emily about it.” She burst into flames and flew away. Carter’s jaw dropped. He turned to stare at Emmett. Emmett smiled weakly.

“I told you my sisters were all elementals.”

“Yeah, but-” Carter chortled. “Man, I wish my family had cooler powers. When we show off, it’s not nearly as fun.” Emmett’s smile strengthened. “Anyways, do you have any fun video games?”

“I don’t really play many video games, but my dad and Danny like to play Need for Speed.”

“Hell yeah! Lead the way.”

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The video game session was interrupted a few times by Emmett’s sisters, who were incredibly curious about his friend and not bothering to be polite about it. Eventually, Emily settled down in Stan’s favorite armchair in the living room, silently reading a book on pyrotechnics and occasionally glancing over at Emmett and Carter, playing video games from the floor.

“So, Emily, do you think you’ll be the next Sirocco?” Carter asked after winning yet another round. Emily shrugged.

“Maybe. Depends on when Ma decides to retire. I don’t wanna steal her codename while she’s still usin’ it.” Emily turned a page in her book. “Dunno if I’ll go the full villain route, though.” Carter whipped his head around to stare at her.

“What? You’re thinking about being a non-villainous Sirocco? That’s insane.” Carter shook his head. “See, this is why it was stupid that your parents didn’t send you all to Sycamore Grove. Now not all of you will be villains!”

“Well, Dad’ll be happy about that, at least,” Emily muttered. Carter set down his controller and leaned back against the couch.

“This mysterious ‘dad’ again,” he drawled. He looked at Emmett. “Seriously, where is he? He’s not doing a very good job of being a stay-at-home dad if he’s not home.”

“He’s got other things to do,” Emily said. “And we’re old enough to watch ourselves anyways.”

“Fine, I’ll drop it,” Carter muttered. He turned his attention back to the game. “So, Emmett, you said all your sisters were elementals. Emily’s an aerokinetic, what about the others?”

“Danny’s a cryo, she gets that from our Ma’s grandma,” Emmett said. “And Daisy’s a pyro, she gets that from Dad.”

“Your dad’s a pyro?”

“Yeah.”

“Honestly, I didn’t even realize he was a super,” Carter commented. “Why isn’t he a villain? He married one and he’s got the right power for it.”

“Not all supers are masks,” Emmett said. “I mean, I don’t think I’ll wind up being a mask.”

“But to marry a mask and not be one-” Carter started. Emmett paused the game. He looked at Carter. “You guys are pretty touchy about this.”

“Well, yeah,” Emily piped up. “You think we haven’t heard this same line of questionin’ from Ma’s coworkers?” After a moment, Carter nodded.

“Fair point. So-” Whatever else Carter was about to say was interrupted by a loud crash in the backyard. “What the hell was that?” Carter asked, getting up. Voices carried from outside.

“You almost crushed me there, Pines.” Emmett and Emily exchanged a look.

That sounds like Uncle Lute.

“Excuse me for not having a perfect landing while I’m bleeding out, Gucket,” Stan snapped. Footsteps sounded on the back porch, which led directly into the living room via a sliding glass door. The door opened. “Who put the curtains down?”

“Prob’ly one of-” Lute started, pulling back the curtain. He paused, catching sight of Emily, Emmett, and Carter, who were all staring at him. “Um.” Before anyone could say anything, Lute suddenly tumbled out of sight with a yelp. “Son of a- Emily, get yer father off me ‘fore he flattens me.” Emily jumped to her feet. As she went to help, Emmett grabbed Carter’s hand.

“We should prob’ly go upstairs.”

“What? Why?” Carter asked.

“This seems like something that we shouldn’t-” Emmett started. Danny and Daisy raced down the stairs.

“We saw Dad crash in the yard,” Danny said breathlessly. “Is Ma-”

“Yes, yer mother’s on her way, but right now, we need to move yer father to the couch,” Lute said, pulling the curtain open. The action revealed Stan, unconscious and pale, being partially lifted by Emily. And, to Emmett’s dread, his father was in his superhero outfit.

“Come on, Carter, we need to get out of the way,” Emmett said, pulling Carter up from the couch and dragging him upstairs. His power dampener beeped. Once they reached the landing of the second floor, Carter pulled his hand free.

“Did you try to control me?” Carter asked quietly.

“What? No!”

“Your power dampener just lit up.”

“I- sometimes when I get worked up- I still wear the dampener for a reason,” Emmett stammered. Carter looked back down to the first floor. “No!” Emmett’s dampener beeped again, making him grimace.

“What the hell is going on?” Carter demanded, still looking into the living room from above. “Is that- is that your mom’s archnemesis? That looks like Flamethrower.” Emmett broke into a nervous sweat. “Why did your uncle bring an unconscious superhero to your house? And why-” Carter’s eyes widened. “Your uncle called him your dad. So did your sister. And you said your dad was a pyro, which Flamethrower is.” Carter swore softly. “Your dad…is Flamethrower?”

“Can- can we talk about this in my room?”

“Yeah. Sure.”

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Once Emmett had closed the door to his room, Carter looked at him expectantly.

“Care to explain why your dad is a superhero?”

“I…I don’t know, to be honest.” Emmett crossed over to his bed and sat down. Carter sat next to him. “I told you the first day we met that I didn’t know how my parents met. Which isn’t completely true – I know how they met. But I don’t know why they became a couple. From what I understand, they didn’t get along for years, then, out of nowhere, they became a couple and had Danny and Daisy.”

“What’s the exact timeframe here?” Carter asked thoughtfully.

“Pardon?”

“How long between your parents getting together and your older sisters being born?”

“I…” Emmett stared at his friend. “Are you suggesting that my parents got together because my dad got my ma pregnant?”

“It’s a possibility.”

“But how would my sisters have gotten conceived if they were still enemies?”

“Oh, like you haven’t noticed how steamy some fights get,” Carter scoffed. “You pin your enemy against a wall, their eyes stare directly into yours…”

“Ugh! Okay, I get it, just-” Emmett grimaced. “Stop makin’ me imagine that happening with my parents.” Carter snickered. “At the end of the day, though, the timeline isn’t important, and neither is the way my parents got together. What’s important is that they’re married and love each other now.”

“Yeah.” Carter shook his head. “That’s weird as fuck, man. No wonder you’re always so cagey about your dad.”

“If anyone found out…” Emmett’s throat abruptly became choked up with fear. “My uncle told me that, back when Danny and Daisy were still really little, one of Dad’s coworkers found out he married a supervillain. The coworker went rogue and kidnapped Dad. My ma rescued him, but it was a big mess.” Emmett met Carter’s eyes. “You can’t tell anyone.”

“What would happen if I did?” Carter asked. Emmett’s heart broke. His expression must have shown this, because Carter quickly backpedaled. “I won’t! Sorry, I didn’t- I’m just so used to playing devil’s advocate that I said that without thinking.”

“I don’t know what would happen. But I would definitely never be able to see you again.”

“Well, you don’t need to worry, ‘cause I won’t tell a soul,” Carter said firmly. Emmett smiled.

“Thank you.” There was a knock. “Yes?” Danny opened the door.

“Dad wants to talk to you and yer friend,” she said, looking directly at Carter with a cold gaze. “Come on.” Emmett and Carter exchanged a look, then stood up and followed Danny downstairs. Stan was on the couch, still wearing the bottoms to his heroing outfit, with a large bandage over much of his bared torso. Thankfully, he was now awake and drinking a can of Pitt Cola.

“Glad yer okay, Dad,” Emmett said quietly. Stan grinned at him.

“Takes a lot more than what happened today to put your old man out of commission.” He looked at Carter. “Sorry about ruining your playdate with Emmett.”

“Dad!” Emmett yelped. Stan chuckled.

“I’m just teasing, sport. Seriously though, Carter, this isn’t how I planned on meeting you.”

“Shit happens,” Carter said with a shrug. Stan nodded.

“I like that attitude.” His easygoing demeanor abruptly vanished. Emmett swallowed, recognizing the stony expression on his father’s face. Stan was shifting into what Emily called “take no shit mode”. “Look, kid, you can’t tell anyone what you saw or think you saw today.”

“Don’t worry, I already told Emmett I’d keep it a secret,” Carter said. Stan looked at him doubtfully. “I don’t want to mess up my best friendship. Or anger one of the most powerful families in villainy.” Stan nodded.

“Smart. Even if Angie and I have to go into hiding with the kids, the rest of her family won’t have to. And you know exactly how dangerous the McGuckets are.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You’re giving me your word that you’ll keep my secret identity to yourself,” Stan said. Carter nodded. “I need you to say it, son.” Emmett noted with some amusement that the way Stan said his last sentence reminded him of someone. He glanced at Danny, who, judging by her expression, had also picked up on it.

He sounded just like Grampie Gucket. Carter, somehow not quailing under the force of Stan’s stare, nodded again.

“I give you my word that I won’t tell anyone your secret identity, Emmett’s dad.” Immediately, Stan left “take no shit mode” and chortled.

“You can call me Mr. Pines, kid. That’s what Emmett’s sister’s friends call me.”

“Ah. Okay. Mr. Pines. Your secret is safe with me.”

“Good.” Stan got up from the couch, poorly stifling a groan of pain. Danny crossed her arms, scowling. “Princess, don’t give me that look.”

“You shouldn’t be getting up, Dad. If you need something, I can get it.”

“Nope. No dice.” Stan clapped Danny on the shoulder. “I’m gonna go call your ma to let her know I’m not unconscious anymore.”

“Are my services as a human ice pack no longer needed, then?”

“Yes, sweetie, you’re free to go.”

“Great.” Danny went back upstairs and ducked into her room.

“Dad, I think Danny’s right,” Emmett said. “You should be laying down.”

“Nope! You and your little friend can get back to playing. Whattaya think for dinner? Spaghetti? I gotta get started soon if it’s gonna be ready at a reasonable time.”

“You’re making dinner?” Carter asked. Stan raised an eyebrow.

“I’m a stay-at-home dad when I’m not getting stabbed by villains. Feeding my kids is my job.”

“But you just got hurt.”

“Eh. I’ve had worse.” Stan grinned. “My wife’s given me worse.”

“Dad!” Emmett whined. Stan chuckled. He walked into the kitchen.

“Why’s there some candle in here?”

“My mom told me to bring a gift over,” Carter called.

“Nice,” Stan said. “Very classy.” Carter looked at Emmett, amused. Emmett shrugged.

“He’s right. Bringin’ that was pretty classy.” Carter laughed and punched Emmett’s shoulder.

“You’re funny, ‘Met. C’mon, let’s get back to me kicking your ass at video games.”

#I also have a MerGucket scene I stumbled across that I never finished #I'm gonna try to finish that one up too at some point #so y'all might have some MerGucket content incoming #Superhero/villain AU #Emmett McGucket #Emily Pines #Stanley Pines #Lute McGucket #Danica Pines #Stangie Family #my writing #ficlet #speecher speaks

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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 5 years

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Hey! Can you please recommend some fics where the hale family are alive and disapprove of their relationship or are just antagonistic/bad people in general? Preferably steter or sterek

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Anonymous said:Hey, do you have any fics where the Hale family is alive and kinda mean towards Derek/Peter/Stiles? Sterek or steter is fine, thank you :)

Yup. - Anastasia

A Pair of Shoes by ReedMeme

(1/1 I 5,789 I Explicit I Sterek)

He was the human boyfriend. A lot of them don’t really approve. Of course his boyfriend had to have a huge family. Which makes sense with the whole Werewolf thing, he supposes. But once in a while, Stiles still wishes he knew that before falling abso-fucking-lutely head over heels for Derek Hale.

And They Were Mates! by CinnamonLily

(1/1 I 13,575 I Mature I Steter)

They stepped inside and were immediately grabbed by Danny, their tech guy, who pulled them to the side of the hustle and bustle and looked at Stiles with a smirk on his face.“What?”“You know all those posters you had in your bedroom when we were in high school?” Danny asked, waggling his brows, the bastard.“Uh… yeah, it was my bedroom?”“Brace yourself.”

The fic where Stiles is a writer of Moon Mated, a TV show, and has had a burgeoning crush on an actor called Peter Hale for half his life. And of course Chris Argent, the show runner, hires Peter as the new character on the show. Oh, and Stiles and Peter are mates. Because of course they are.

#teen wolf #steter #stiles stilinski #peter hale #sterek #derek hale #no hale fire #anon #Anonymous

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champagnereverie · 5 years

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Mile High Lullaby, Episode 1: Loveland Ski Area

We meet our intrepid heroes for this campaign at 11,000 feet, on a sparkling winter day at Loveland Ski Area. While all are there for different reasons, love of adventure is hardly one of them...most are reluctant visitors, and the peak’s rugged beauty is less of a draw than the warm fire place and activities happening at the Lodge.

We meet Alvin Redding, paladin, devoted son, Juggalo, scion of the vaunted Redding family and heir to the Red Rocks Environmental Development corporation (RRED). He is here with his best friend, former Juggalo/sell-out/RRED Head of PR, Danny McGee, and Alvin’s beloved mother, RRED CEO Elizabeth Redding (a Gucci devotee even in the face of single digit temperatures). Ever the good son, Alvin channels his fire genasi power to conjure flames and warm his mother, strange looks be damned. Elizabeth and Danny are slightly more concerned about the looks.

We meet Io Morrow, blue-haired air genasi astronomer, as distant as her objects of study. A druid with a connection to the cosmos as strong as any other’s connection to the land, she feels the pull of the stars and a simmering disdain for the light pollution that robs Denver and surrounds of their sky. She is here holding an educational lock-in for teens about light pollution activism with her fellow professor Evelyn Schneider. Evelyn prefers to be called Cassiopeia. Io refuses.

We meet Cedy Doun, a longstrider shifter of unicorn heritage that gives him unmistakable features that turn the heads of even cosmopolitan Denverites: the powerful haunches and hooves of a palomino horse and the upper body of a man, with a horn in his forehead that serves as the equine wizard’s built-in wand. Highly intelligent, educated, and wise, Cedy also possesses the high-strung nature of his ancestor...and a nasty narcolepsy curse placed on him by a witch he knows only as Naproxen.

We meet Lute, a drow farmer who is having a very, very hard time with all the sun shining off the snowy peaks, the ensuing snow blindness likely not what her coworkers intended when they sent the workaholic farm hand to the mountains for a rest. She is a simple woman, a bit of a bumpkin, but also a stout warrior and an absolute genius with mechanics. Lute feels out of place on the mountain, surrounded by the wealthy at play, thrill seekers, activists, and the occasional wandering curiosity, but at least she’s given a proper jacket before the sun sets on the mountain.

Io and Evelyn capture the attention of their fellows, preaching the ecological impact of light pollution on the environment, animals, and even people. They’re watched closely by pair of humanoid Denver police in the while and gold uniforms worn by all members of the theocracy. The astronomers’ diatribe turns critical of the gold-plated rooftops of Denver, mandated to honor the Sun Goddess Amatis, and they are interrupted by a Department of Wildlife ranger, who clandestinely alerts them to the authorities about to put an end to their lecture.

The ranger, a young woman with a bobbed haircut, heavy black eyeliner and a chip on her shoulder, seems to be familiar with two members of ski patrol: a stunning woman with long wavy black hair and mischief all over her face introduces herself as May, and gets Lute a coat so the poor drow doesn’t freeze. A tall, muscular man with a waist-length braid introduces himself as Chris and warns the newbies not to take the peak lightly.

As the day turns into evening and the final lifts are coming in for the day, the valley is rocked by the sound of an explosion, and an avalanche crashes down the slopes. The last occupied lift chair is buried under a mass of snow, threatening to suffocate or crush the family of three trapped beneath it.

On the bunny slopes east of the lift, a ski class is slammed down the slope by the avalanche onto the village pavement. To the horror of the instructor, two of the children from the class didn’t make it to the bottom.

Our heroes realize that under so much snow, the victims likely have 3 minutes or less before they suffocate. The countdown begins.

Alvin and Lute leap into action to save the lost students, following the baying guidance of Chris’ two basset hound assistants, Tybalt and Mercutio, who he rushes up the mountain in a sled pulled by a snowmobile. Faced with powdery snow that can’t hold their weight, Alvin uses his natural fire to make a solid icy crust for himself and Lute to run on, and they use their considerable strength to dig out 8-year-old Alex and his 9-year-old sister Rocio. Alvin wraps the boy in his coat and makes a tiny bro for life. When Lute pulls Rocio from the snow, she recognizes the girl likely has a collapsed lung, and sends her down the hill with May on the snowmobile to get her to treatment from the Emergency Clerics as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Io announces to all present that she’s detected the smell of gunpowder, and a massive brown wolf digs furiously at the spot where the last lift chair is buried. Io, driven more by curiosity perhaps than by any innate heroism, follows the wolf and helps dig...using her magic, she detects not just the family of three under the snow, but a fourth figure as well. Cedy, possessing hooves and a skiddish nature, considers fleeing until a small child on tiny skis bumps into him while trying to scramble up the slope. Learning that the child’s mom, dad, and sister are the ones trapped under the fallen chair, Cedy straps skis to his hooves, scoops up the child on his back and carries the little boy up the mountain.

Their charges safely delivered to the keeping of Ski Patrol, Alvin steals Chris’ snowmobile and Lute wisely rolls her way down the slow to the fallen lift. Realizing that one of the 4 shapes under the snow is somehow rising, the wolf shoulders the small child out of the way, and Cedy pulls the kid away from the hole. Io grabs a fascinating crystal as it rises to the surface, only to lose her hold on it when the wolf clamps its massive jaws down on her wrist. Alvin and Lute immediately start digging, knowing the clock is ticking for the buried family.

As the crystal falls, the first hand is uncovered from the snow...a man. The wolf grabs the unconscious man by the coat and starts dragging him down the hill. The fallen crystal snaps into a living being of ice and malice, and attacks our heroes with savage claws and frigid breath that’s so cold it burns. Alvin shrugs off the attacks of the creature, instead focusing on digging out a second figure...a little girl. The boy in Cedy’s care takes his sister down the mountain, and the wizard turns his considerable brain to the task of identifying the creature and its weaknesses...an ice mephit, impervious to cold but vulnerable to force or fire. Lute’s skill with a pitchfork becomes incredibly handy against the brittle creature, and Io hurls fists full of stars at the ice imp to melt its defenses.

Alvin pulls an unconscious woman from the snow and gives her the very shirt off his back, his hair flaming with righteous anger and generating as much body heat as he can for the frozen mother. Slashed, frozen and battered, our heroes defeat the mephit and take a moment to lick their wounds. Chris appears, snowshoe-clad and riding the back of May’s snowmobile. Fortunately, as far as dudes go he is about as chill as they come, and he’s here to take the mother back to base camp, not to raise the issue of the stolen snowmobile. His hounds no longer bay urgently, but instead offer tail wags of a job well done. May checks on the party and gives her congratulations and very charming wink or two before returning to her ski patrol duties.

The large wolf appears again and, in a flurry of fur and magic, transforms back into the shape of the bob-haired Wildlife ranger, who at last introduces herself as Chipeta. With a an entirely inconvenienced groan, she casts a healing spell that fully restores the entire party as effortlessly as rolling her eyes, which she does - a lot. After a brief conversation with someone that our heroes can neither see nor hear, Chipeta tells them that they’re expected.

The party follows the wolf druid up the slopes to an impossible cave that could neither exist nor be hidden if it did, but here we are. “Grandmother wants to see you,” Chipeta tells them, and, much chagrined, adds by way of directions through the magical labyrinth of caves, “Over the river and through the woods, to Grandmother’s house you go. The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh.”

The party is thusly left to navigate the cave, which is warm and smells like autumn, with the sound of running water guiding them to a subterranean river. They ford the warm water and emerge into a forest, or at least the essence of a forest, as the scent of pine and feeling of soft fir needles on their skin doesn’t seem to have any source that our company can detect.

They come at last to three separate paths, and, remembering Chipeta’s unenthusiastic rendition of the song, everyone looks to Cedy to see if, in fact, the horse knows the way. Suddenly aware of something strange in his pocket, Cedy realizes that something has been pickpocketed onto him - a stone, with three indentations but only one that passes all the way through. Matching the stone to the orientation of the cave, Cedy guides the party through a doorway to a large den occupied by a massive, sprawling tree covered in autumn leaves and occupied by a mammoth coyote wearing a beaded headress.

Grandmother Coyote welcomes the heroes with a smile that has entirely too many teeth and thanks them for helping her children. Chipeta, May, and Chris, it turns out, are all members of the Mouache tribe, who have been charged with keeping the Nameless trapped under the Continental Divide for as long as the people have inhabited these mountains.

Grandmother then poses a classic riddle to the company: “When you walk the mountain, you come to two paths. One leads to the Sacred Valley, another leads you astray and you wander forever. Two golden reflections of the same woman appear at the head of each trail. One always tells the truth, and one always lies. What should you ask to determine who is who?”

Thanks to Cedy’s powers of logic, they answer the riddle to Grandmother’s satisfaction, who then poses another...a riddle that does not yet have an answer, but that they must seek the answer to, instead. “Now what do you do if both reflections are liars? What do you do if neither knows the way to the Sacred Valley, and they lie to keep everyone at the base of the mountain, under her?” Charging our heroes to find the answer to this unanswered riddle and to help her children keep the Nameless contained, Grandmother Coyote offers them a gift, if they can find it, and they sense that they have taken enough of the ancient predator’s time.

On the way out of the cave, our heroes catch sight of something in the summery river. Alvin fishes it out and finds beaver skin with strange pictoglyphs shaved into it. As they ask themselves what the skin might be, the glyphs come to life and sketch out the shape of the slope, and show a safe path down the mountainside and back to the village. Reunited with Chipeta at the entrance, our heroes make their way down the mountain, guided by the beaver skin map.

As they pass, the smell of gunpowder hangs in the air.

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #urban fantasy #mile high lullaby #modern dnd #game recap #because my memory isn't good enough to keep all this straight

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aint-ships-a-wonder · 6 years

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T@gged

I was tagged by

@dolanspacemendes

Marley

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Rules-answer 85 questions and tag 20 people

-what was your last…

1)drink- pineapple water 2) Phone call- my friend Myreida 3) Text message- WHAT?? 4) Sone you listened to- The Night We Met by Lord Huron 5) Time you cried-maybe a few days ago Have you ever… 6) dated someone twice- Um no thanks. I don’t make mistakes when I break up with people 7) Kisses someone and regretted it- yup 8) Been cheated on- no 9) Lost someone special- yeah

10) Been depressed- yup

11) Gotten drunk and thrown up- NAH FAMM

Favorite colors..

12) grey-blue

13) pastel yellow

14) grey

In the last year have you…

15) made new friends- definitely

16) Fallen out of love- YEET

17) Laughed until you cried- yeah lmao it was awkward

18) Found out someone was talking about you- idk maybe?

19) Met someone who changed you- absolutely

20) Found our who your friends are- yup lmao

21) Kisses someone on your Facebook friends list- yikes yeah

General

22) how many of your Facebook friends do you know irl- the majority of them

23) Do you have any pets- two of them

24) Do you want to change your name- kinda? idk

25) What did you do for your last birthday- ate tacos and watched Coco in theaters

26) What time did you wake up today-about 8

27) What do you like about yourself- my taste in music? idk not much

28) What is something you can’t wait for- being done with school and being independent

29) What is your favorite animal- owls and doggos

30) Something that’s getting on your nerves-everything lmao

31) have you ever talked to a person named Tom-no?

32) Most visited website- Netflixxx

33) Hair color-dark brown with light brown highlights

34) Long or short hair-long

36) Do you have a crush on someone- yeah I’m dating one and the other is a dumbass that I’ll never meet in my life lmao

37) What do you like about yourself- My resting bitch face: it’s fuckboi repellent

38) Want any piercing- yessss

39) Blood type- why would i know tf

40) Nickname-Mo Lol

41) Relationship statice- in a gay ass relationshippp

42) Sign- Sagittarius

43) Pronouns- she/her/hers for the most part

44) Favorite tv show-

45) Tattoos- want a couple

46) Right or left handed-right

47) Ever has a surgery- one

48) Piercings-ears

49) Sport- volleyball, basketball, and hopefully tennis

50) Vacation- India, LA, Miami, Ireland and the UK

51) Trainers- idk what those are so ??

52) Eating- nah

53) drinking- no

54) I’m about to watch- Teresaaa

55) Waiting for-Summer

56) Want- to be on the beach

57) Get married- depends

58) Career- general surgeon, hopefully

Which is better-

59) Hugs or kisses-nice try. you cant make me choose!

60) Lips or eyes- eyes

61) Taller or shorter-taller

62) older or younger- lmao I prefer older guys but with girls, I don't really care lmao

63) Nice arms or stomach- both

64) Hook ups or relationships- relationships

65) Troublemaker or more hesitant- mmmm it depends on the person. usualy troublemaker, though

Have you ever-

66) kisses a stranger-no

67) Drank hard liquor-no

68) Turned someone down- abso-fucking-lutely

69) Sex on the first date-nah fam

70) Broken someone’s heart- idk

71) Has your heart broken- YEET

72) Been arrested- noooo

73) Cried when someone died- of course i have tf

74) Fallen for a friend- yeah man really bad call lmao

Do you believe in-

75) yourself- not really

76) Miracles- yes

77) Love at first sight- *attraction. i cant fall in love with someone by looking at them, i dont think

78) Santa clause- nah fam lmao (thats a sad story)

79) Angels- yesssss

Misc-

80)Eye color- dark brown

81) Best friends name- Susan

82) Favorite movie- Anastasia, Swan Princess and of COURSE Love, Simon

83) Favorite actor- Keiynan Lonsdale or Tom Holland

84) Favorite cartoon- Danny Phantom or Miraculous Ladybug

85) Favorite teachers name- Smith, the bad bitch that got a tattoo during class or Starkey, the one that accidentally threw a chair at a student and makes a book with suggestively gay bois a required reading for class lmao

Also i couldnt think of twenty people so if ur reading this, TAG UR IT DO IT LMAOOOO

#the fact that they're both english teachers #its pretty wild #but like #they're so iconic

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26. — protection for Stangie in the Superhero/villain AU.

26. Protection

I went with the Redux version of the Superhero/villain AU - the version where Stan finds out he’s a dad when Danny and Daisy are three. So here’s some sweet, sweet Stangie in that AU.

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Stan swiped to another photo onhis phone.

“Here’s Danny eating ice cream,”he said animatedly to Ford. Ford let outa weary sigh. “Hey, I listen to you talkabout science all the time, you can look at the pictures of my kids. My kids are way better than whatever bullshityou’re doing in your lab.” Afterreturning from another afternoon at Angie and Lute’s place, playing with hisdaughters, Stan was excitedly showing Ford pictures of what they had been upto. Ford kept glancing at his book, whichhe had set to the side when Stan started showing him pictures ten minutes ago.

“Fine,” Ford muttered, shooting anotherlonging look at his book. Stan swiped toanother picture.

“Angie took this one. Here’s Lute showing me how to put Daisy’s hairin those cute braids she loves.”

“Speaking of Angie…” Ford saidslowly. Stan hurriedly went to the nextpicture.

“Here’s Danny taking apart one ofher toys. She’s gonna be an engineer orsomethin’ when she’s all grown up, I can tell.”

“How are things going with Angie?”Ford asked. Stan grimaced. “Not well, I take it?”

“No, they’re- they’re goingreally well,” Stan said, putting his phone back in his pocket. “I’m getting to know her and she’s getting toknow me. She’s way outta my league.”

“Aren’t most of the people you’vebeen in a relationship with?” Ford mumbled. Stan punched his shoulder.

“Rude. Angie outclasses all of my exes, okay?”

“So you’re not planning onpursuing a romantic relationship with her, then?” Ford asked. Stan rubbed the back of his neck.

“I mean…I would like to, but itprobably- it probably wouldn’t be a good idea.”

“Why? Just because you’re worried she’s out of yourleague? The McGuckets don’t care aboutthat sort of thing.”

“It’s-”

“You already have two childrentogether. You have the beginnings of arelationship,” Ford added. Stan frownedat him.

“Why are you suddenly playingmatchmaker?” he asked suspiciously.

“I just think it would be amistake on your part to not at least take a shot at having a relationship withthe mother of your children.”

“Hmph.” Stan looked down. “…I’ll take your opinions into consideration,I guess.”

“Why are you so opposed topursuing her?” Ford prompted. Stangrimaced.

I don’t want to be in thisconversation anymore. There was achirp from his hero pager. Oh, thankgod. Stan quickly removed his pagerfrom his pocket.

“Gotta go. Big fight,” he said quickly, getting up fromthe couch without even looking at his pager. Ford rolled his eyes. “See youlater.”

“Goodbye, Stanley,” Ford said, eagerlygrabbing his book and opening it. “Gokick Sirocco’s ass.” Halfway out the door,Stan froze.

Shit. Please don’t tell me I’m gonna have to go upagainst Angie. He looked down at hispager. Goddammit.

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Stan shot another fireball atTsunami, who Angie had told him was actually her twin brother, Lute. Lute laughed.

“What’s wrong, Flamethrower? Feels like you’re holding back a bit.”

Yeah, I am. I don’t really wanna beat up my baby mama’stwin brother. Especially since he’s beennothing but nice to me. Well, except forright now.

“Gimme a break, man,” Stansaid. “I got some big news the otherday, okay? My life’s in upheaval.” Lute snickered.

“And yet you still feel up forgoing a few rounds with me and my sister. Sure. Nah. I think you’ve got a crush on me.” Lute grinned at Stan. “Hate to break it to you, but you’re not mytype.”

Not according to Angie.

“Ow!” At the large yelp of pain, both Lute and Stanlooked over. Stan had managed to avoidactively fighting Angie, but that meant the person currently combating her was Stan’sleast-favorite coworker, Bud. Somehow,Bud had managed to land a punch, sending Angie flying into a brick wall.

“You son of a bitch, get awayfrom my sister!” Lute shouted, abandoning his fight with Stan to intervenebetween Angie and Bud. Angie wascrumpled against the wall, holding her side. Stan’s breath caught in his throat.

She’s hurt. She might be hurt bad. But if I do anything while I’m in my mask,that might- In his peripheralvision, Stan saw movement. He looked upat the bricks above Angie. They werebeginning to crumble. Angie let outanother moan, not noticing what Stan had. Stan looked at Bud and Lute. Theywere both engaged in an intense duel, unlikely to notice much outside of theirfight. Fuck it. Stan flew over to Angie and picked her up inhis arms, just as bricks fell onto the spot Angie had just been sitting in. Stan landed behind a nearby dumpster and setAngie down. Angie glared at him.

“You could’ve blown everything!”she hissed.

“I couldn’t let you get hurt, Ang,”Stan snapped back. Angie huffed and rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry, thosetwo yahoos were too busy punching each other to see me rescue you.” Angie let out a soft laugh.

“Please call Lute a yahooin front of him.” Stan grinned ather. Angie winced again. “Oof.”

“You’re hurt.”

“I’ve been hurt worse.” Angie eyed him. “You’ve hurt me worse.”

“…Don’t remind me,” Stanmumbled. Angie frowned.

“Why not? You were just doing your job all those timesyou beat me up.”

“I don’t like thinking about howI punched someone I care about, okay?” Stan snapped. Angie blinked at him.

“You…care about me?” she askedquietly. Stan felt himself immediatelyflush.

“I mean, you- you’re- you’re mykids’ mom, so…” he stammered. Angiegrinned. She leaned close to him. Stan felt his face getting hotter by thesecond.

“No, I don’t think that’s it,”she teased. “I think you might becatching some feelings for the lady what birthed your daughters.”

“Just ‘cause I didn’t want you toget hit on the head by a buncha bricks, or I care that you might have a brokenrib, that means I’ve got a thing for you?”

“Hmm, no. But we have knocked boots twice, spent thelast couple weeks ‘round each other almost nonstop, and yer turnin’ redder ‘n aturnip,” Angie said cheekily. Stan startedto get up.

“Well, you’re clearly fine, so Ishould get back to punching your brother-” Angie abruptly grabbed Stan and pulled him close, planting a kiss on hislips. Stan sunk into the moment. When they pulled apart, he stared at Angie.

“Yer not the only one what caughtfeelin’s,” Angie whispered. Stan’sconfusion disappeared, replaced by a stroke of confidence. He grinned at her.

“Good.”

“Ow,” Angie hissed, bending oversuddenly. Stan stood and scooped herinto his arms.

“That’s it. I’m taking you to go see a doc.”

“I don’t think my villain clinicwould like a hero walkin’ through their door,” Angie whispered.

“Okay. I’ll take you to see a doc after I changeback into my civvies.” Stan paused as herealized something. “Uh, Lute won’t besuspicious about the two of us disappearing, will he?”

“If yer askin’ if he’ll think we’redoin’ it in a dirty alley again, no, he won’t. He doesn’t know about our flings.”

“Not what I meant, but that’sgood to know. I meant that he won’t comelooking for you.”

“I’ll just text him that I got outof there or somethin’,” Angie said with a shrug. She winced.

“Stop moving,” Stan said firmly.

“No.”

“Damn, you’re stubborn,” Stanmuttered. Angie grinned.

“Mm-hmm. Just like you.”

#I'm glad to finally finish this prompt up #I've been wanting to finish it for a while. love me some good Stangie content #(also shoutout to happy dad Stan and matchmaker Ford in this ficlet lol)#Superhero/villain AU #Stangie #Angie McGucket #Stanley Pines #Stanford Pines #Lute McGucket #my writing #ficlet #ask #vulpixen

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