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down-in-the-rainbow-square · 1 year

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Hi, i just like to say that i loved the concept of welcome home- housemates. And i was wondering if you can do more of it? Or maybe make ut into a series? But i hope y oh you have a good day/niget/aftternoon 👍

Drink your food and wat your water t and getyour pre-sleep-nap in bbye

(Sowry for spling mstakes i tird and it 3am)

Welcome Home x Reader - Housemates (Pt. 2)

(Part 1)

Hello! You're lucky, I just got my pre-sleep nap in yesterday! Sounds like you need a bit of a reminder for a nap yourself, though, haha! Anyways, the person who requested the previous installment of this series also asked if I could continue it, so here it is! Lowkey this reminds me of that AU I've seen floating around of the Welcome Home crew meeting an ex-Playfellow worker.

Also, I changed Eddie's colour to orange to keep him unique from Sally.

Not proofread!

Words: 2685

Type: Fic, platonic

Tw: Death mention, murder mention, gore mention, swearing

You sat on the couch in your living room, scissors still in hand. You said nothing. Looking around you, eight puppets of varying sizes and variety stood before you, all staring back. The smallest was a yellow puppet with a spiraled blue pompadour. The tallest was a mostly-red-partly-rainbow bird... Thing (you couldn't quite make out what she was supposed to be), whose neck was forced to bend down just to fit in the house. And by far the largest was a giant blue beagle dog that wore a vest and stood on its hind legs.

The puppets stared at you with varying degrees of nervousness. The bird was probably the most nervous considering she was actively shivering looking between you and the scissors. You reckoned the least nervous was the blue pompadour puppet, but it was hard to tell since he had the same dazed smile he had since you first saw him.

The puppet in the middle - about five feet, yellow with orange hair, wore a mailman's uniform - raised his hands. He was the one who had coaxed you to the couch, and the one you recognised as the voice that had spoken to you when you were under the bed. It was quite the ordeal getting you to the couch, actually. Involved a lot of screaming.

The puppet took a deep breath and spoke. "So," he said, "we obviously are not from here."

"Yeah, I guessed that," you replied, gritting your teeth. Your eyebrows were furrowed, and your mouth turned down into a deep frown. Truth be told, you were really scared. But you thought it was best to assert dominance in this situation.

"And we would really appreciate your help in getting back home," he continued. "We- we don't know how we got here yet, or what this world is, but we just want to go back to Home. Please."

You stared at the puppet. He looked you dead in the eye before glancing down and away, fiddling with his three-fingered hands. Next to him, a grey puppet with dark blue hair and a black unibrow sighed and took a small step forward. They stepped back as you grabbed your scissors tightly.

"We can't tell you why we're here of all places, or why it's us," they said. "Frankly, we barely remember anything at all. This world is... Strange. First of all, there's the lack of colour in the nature - have you ever seen so much green and brown? Secondly, there's you; I don't know what you are, but you're clearly not one of us. But you're intelligent nonetheless, and that's frankly quite scary."

You crossed your arms and leaned back. "Why should I help you?" you asked. "You could be murderers, vicious monsters that will tear me from limb to limb. Why should I trust you?"

"Don't you have any compassion?" another voice called. Looking to the source, you saw the yellow creature you had spotted in the stairwell earlier. Now you knew she was some sort of star puppet, and quite a short one at that. "We are from a distant land; one far beyond your wildest imagination. We come from a land of wonder and peace, now ripped from our grip and tossed away who knows where! And we come to you for support, for help, and yet you toss us aside like nothing! Where is your humanity?!"

You paused. "Wow, you sure are theatrical," you replied. The puppet huffed and crossed her arms. You sighed and leaned back into the soft red cushion of the couch, hand pinching the bridge of your nose. You sighed, "will you even tell me who you are?"

"Well, I'm Barnaby." You looked up to see the dog puppet talking to you, hand - or paw - resting on his chest. He pointed to the bird on his right. "And this is Poppy, and next to her is Frank." He pointed to the one with the monobrow. "And then there's Eddie, Wally, and Julie," he said, motioning to the yellow mailman, the blue pompadour puppet, and another puppet with ridiculously long blonde hair and a bell-shaped red dress. Next, he motioned to the star puppet and the green puppet you recognised a the one you saw outside your front door. "And that's Sally and Howdy."

"Okay, well, I'm Y/N," you responded. "And I'm a human, in case you didn't know."

"But I'm a human," Wally stated. "Are you sure you're a human?"

You looked at the puppet confused. "What? Yes, I'm a human. You're a puppet."

Wally stared at you before replying, "am I a puppet?"

"Oh, for fuck's sake."

"Okay, let's move on!" Howdy exclaimed, rushing to put a barrier between the two of you with his arms. "Anyway, there's one neighbour we haven't mentioned." You raised an eyebrow.

"And who would that be?" you asked. Suddenly, the floor lamp turned on. "Oh, right. So, is that like, a ghost or something?"

"Nope! That would be our very own Home," Barnaby explained.

You scoffed, "what, like a house? You're telling me a house possessed my house?"

The group paused.

"Well, I'm not quite sure what else to tell you," Frank deadpanned.

"Bloody hell," you groaned. Standing up, you began to pace around the living room, trying to take all the new information in. "Alright, so, there's eight puppets and a house in my house. Or eight puppets in my house and a house possessing my house - I don't know. And these eight puppets and one house expect me to magically send them back home to... Where do you live again?"

"Home," Frank answered.

"Right, Home. Uh, so you expect me to take you home to Home despite me having no knowledge of what or where that even is." You put your hands to your face and sighed. "You know, this was supposed to be my mental health break today. I'm supposed to be eating popcorn and watching Dirty Dancing, not dealing with this."

The group didn't say anything. Looking at them, you saw none of them wanted to meet your gaze. Each puppet looked elsewhere; either out the window, at the roof, or admiring the old school furniture cluttering up your living room.

Suddenly, you were sparked with an idea. Hurrying to the back of the house, you opened one of the many dark wooden doors and entered your study. The room was lined with a variety of colourful wooden bookshelves filled with a vast collection of books and other knick-knacks. Facing away from the window was your main desk, featuring a pen cup, a stack of paper, and a typewriter. And lining the walls were several maps, a bin full of other rolled up ones below it.

Hurrying over to the wall, you ripped the maps off the Blu tack holding them to the wallpaper. Also taking the bin of leftover maps in your hand, you speed walked out the door and back to the lounge room. Dropping most of the maps to the floor, you spread the world map out on the coffee table.

"Okay, this is the map of this world. Do you recognise anything?" You said. The puppets crowded around the table, a little too close to you for comfort. Frank leaned down and dragged his index finger over the map, stopping every once in a while to read the names of the countries. Eventually, he straightened up and spoke.

"No," he said.

"Are you sure?" you asked.

"I'm sure."

"Are you sure you're sure?"

"I'm certain." He furrowed his eyebrow slightly.

You sighed, "well, I'm out of ideas then."

The group shared a worried look before staring at you. Howdy opened his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it. Julie played with her hair while Eddie adjusted his tie. Finally, Eddie stepped forward.

"Can we please stay for the night, then?" he asked. "It's just- we have nowhere to go."

You looked at Eddie. He seemed... Genuine. The way he gripped his hat in his hands and held it to his chest reminded you of the period dramas you watched on television. You noticed him fiddling with the brim of his hat every so often and adverting his gaze for just a moment. Looking at the others, you could see the worry in their eyes. Sally, who you had assumed to always be loud, was silent. And Howdy had his many hands behind his back and looked out the window. Even Wally, who seemed to be perfectly content, had a vibe about him and a look in his eyes that spoke otherwise.

You couldn't believe you were about to say this. "Fine. I'll let you stay. But this is my house, and you have to follow my rules, got it?"

"Really?" Julie exclaimed, jumping up onto her tiptoes and interlocking her fingers in front of her. "Thank you!" She ran the short distance between the two of you and enveloped you in a tight hug.

"Hey!" you yelled, pushing her off.

"Sorry," she replied.

"Anyway, you got what I said? My house, my rules. And that goes for you two, house that's possessing this place. I don't care what you are, you're doing as I say until I can get you out of here." You pointed a finger at the roof. You got a cacophony of creaks in response.

"He agrees," Wally said. You gave him a confused look before quickly brushing it off.

"So, what do we do first?" Julie asked. "Cooking, baking, gardening? Oh, we could even play a game of tag!"

"No! No, no, no. No games, no cooking, no gardening, no nothing. We need to work out where you're going to sleep, first of all." You waved your hands in front of you. "I only have two beds and two mattresses, and there's eight of you. Three of you are going to have to take the shed."

"The shed? My feathers!" Poppy shivered.

"Don't worry, it's not that bad," you replied. "Just follow me and I'll show you."

Walking out of the lounge room and into the kitchen, you headed out the back door into the yard. Instantly, you were hit with the fresh air of the countryside: oxygen with a hint of pine and wildflowers. Looking out over your vast expanse of land, you took in the sight of the bright green blades of grass bordered by tall middle growth conifer trees. Almost immediately, you felt relaxed.

Stepping down the concrete steps and onto the steppingstone path, you walked around to the side of the house. You brushed your hands against the white wooden exterior of the house, taking in the feel of the chipping paint and wood. Behind you, you heard the sounds of the group of puppets making their way out the door and talking.

Finally, you came to the front of the shed. It wasn't quite the size of your house, but could constitute as a small one, nonetheless. The wavy metal roof combined with the metal sheets of the walls made quite the start contrast to your rustic farmhouse. There were few windows, and what ones there were were high up and small. Flowering shrubs dotted the outside, bringing a bit of colour to the otherwise grey building.

You turned around to face the puppets, saying, "voila! Isn't she a beauty? Stainless steel, insulated, cost me a fortune to build."

The group stepped forward towards the building. Heading to the door first was Poppy, who gripped the door handle with her wing and slowly opened the door. Ducking her head inside, she gasped.

"My feathers!" she exclaimed.

Pushing her way past Poppy was Sally, who also gasped when she saw the inside. "It's so dusty!" she yelled - and sneezed.

"It's a little cluttered, yeah, but I make good use of it." You walked over to the shed entrance. "I store all my old stuff in here. Better than getting rid of it."

Squeezing your way past Poppy's mound of feathers, you stepped inside the building. Inside, each inch of the floor and walls were taken over by boxes and furniture. Everything was retro, from old floral print couches to tacky ceramic animal-themed salt and pepper shakers stored on the shelves. And Sally wasn't wrong; it was covered in dust.

"Who is supposed to sleep in here?" Frank asked, a hint of fear in his voice.

"Not it!" Sally yelled, quickly followed by Julie, both of them putting their fingers to their noses.

"Not me, either," Frank said, repeating the action.

"Or me." Barnaby followed suit.

"I'd prefer not to, sorry," Eddie apologised as he put his whole hand to his nose.

You were a little offended, to say the least. "Well," you began, "I guess that just leaves you guys." You motioned to Wally, Howdy, and Poppy.

"But I don't want to stay in here," Wally said, still somehow smiling.

Barnaby shrugged. "Sorry, bud, but you didn't say 'not it' quick enough."

"Oh..." Wally looked down.

You watched as Howdy walked around the shed. He leaned down every now and then to wipe some dust off the furniture. He turned around to face you with a smile on his face.

"This isn't so bad!" he said. "If we were to just..." He lifted up one of the boxes and stacked it on another. "See? Already making progress!"

"Oh, I know! Why don't we make this a game?" Julie suggested. "Whoever can clean up their area first wins!"

"Julie, I'm not quite sure that cleaning counts as a game-"

"I'm in!" Sally yelled, cutting Frank off. She ran over to one of the boxes labelled 'Grandma's clothes' and picked it up, stacking it on top of another box in the corner. She then repeated the process, jumping over chairs and around shelves to get where she wanted.

Barnaby laughed, "don't leave me out of this!" Walking over to a stack of three large boxes in the corner, he leaned down and picked them up with his paws like it was nothing. Walking over to the corner where Sally had dropped her boxes, he placed them down.

"Hey!" Sally called out. "No fair! I can't pick up that many boxes at once!"

Soon the whole group was in on the game, picking up boxes and moving furniture to the sides of the room. You watched from the door as they hurried to get the most boxes down. Barnaby and Howdy had the clear advantage with their strength and Howdy's extra arms. It occurred to you that you hadn't even asked him why he had those in the first place, or why there was yellow and orange antennae on either side of his forehead. Perhaps he was a bug.

Eventually, you were so lost in thought you didn't even notice the group of puppets standing in front of you with wide smiles on their faces. They each high-fived one another (or low-fived, in the case of Barnaby, Howdy, and Poppy meeting the others). It was only when your gaze drifted to Julie's flapping arms did you snap out of your trance.

"Uh- what?" you stammered. Looking around the shed, you saw they really had cleaned the place out. The room looked... Nice, for a change. Now, normally you took pride in the shed either way, but that was more based on collection rather than presentation. But now, with the sofas set up facing each other, shelving units used as room dividers and boxes stacked neatly in the corner the space looking liveable.

"What do you think?" Julie asked.

You paused. "It looks... It looks good."

The group looked around at each other and smiled. Howdy patted those closest to him on the back. You looked down at your watch; it was only eleven in the morning. You still had plenty of time left in the day.

"Well, um, I'm probably going to go scroll through social media now," you said, turning to walk out the door. "Don't cause a mess, or I will kill you." You walked out of the shed, shutting the door behind you.

I will make a part 3 to this! Hold tight!

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brambleghastblast · 2 months

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no ill intent meant towards any of these games but a type of video game i always hate is "this is exactly like a game that already exists why would i spend money on it when i can just play the game i know and love instead"

"hey have you heard of palworld?? its like pokemon" thats nice. i dont like spending money though im just going to play pokemon instead 👍

"you heard of nicktoon all stars brawl? dang that games just like smash bros!" it sure is! anyways im gonna play smash bros instead! 👍

"have you played a hat in time? its Soo much like 3d mario" i actually did buy this game and honestly the entire time i just wished i was playing 3d mario instead. what was the point of this when 3d mario is right there. i wish i could refund it.

"you should try pizza tower! its just like wario land!" it doesnt even have wario in it! im good! thanks though!

"that unicorn overlord game sure is like fire e-" WHY WOULD I SPEND MONEY ON THIS WHEN I CAN JUST PLAY FIRE EMBLEM

i mean im not saying "oh get these bootlegs outta here!!" i just dont see the point more or less. video games are expensive and precious why would i want to buy a buncha games that are kinda like a series i love when i can just play the series i love

idk i feel like a lot of devs these days kinda try too hard to be a series they arent instead of making their own unique things. its good to take inspiration but so many games feel like theyre trying to replace or rival another series and its boring actually

i also think if a game is so obsessed with trying to be another series, it ends up being really bad because all it ends up doing is loosely echoing the originals gameplay and nothing else. it doesnt have the passion and heart that made the original so special, nor does it try to have its own unique world and characters. think of the hundreds of indie games desperately trying to be the next earthbound. theyre all so obsessed with trying to be earthbound they dont get what made earthbound so special was its own original fun ideas

shout out to undertale though. undertale does it right. like yeah its clearly inspired by earthbound but it does its own thing and has its own gameplay and world and characters and feels completely different. undertale is the right way to make these kinds of games

#pokemon #fire emblem #wario land #super smash bros #earthbound #undertale #super mario odyssey #mario

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liauditore · 9 months

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Thought I might say hello and make some small talk, seeing that I'm camping on your trafficshipping tag and all.

Well hi! Lovely place you've got here. Fantastic art, GREAT vibes, very nice. I'm specially enjoying your character rambling; your takes on them are super interesting and they tickle my brain 👀

May I send Divorce Fource/Quartet and Majorwood for the shipping bingo? Divorce Fource were a right mess (affectionate <3) and a perfect one at that, but I can't help but wonder how the recipe would have turned out if the soul ties were Cleo-Pearl, Martyn-Scott.

Also there is so much potential in Limlife Majorwood for eroguro if you're nasty. Which I am. Time cannibalism, respawning mechanics, birthday time... blender go brrrr 👀

!!!!!!!

y'all are really enabling my habit of long ass posts huh 😭😭

OK SO first off thankyou so much?? thats so sweet?????? 😭😭 i really don't think my character ramblings are anything special, but i like reading other ppls insane takes so i thought i'd provide others with the same 👍

not to get too into it but i feel like a series like life smp is best enjoyed with your own crazy delulu takes (similar to touhou if anyone heres familiar w/ that fandom). and it makes me kinda sad to see ppl arguing abt whats 'canon' or 'correct' cus that's no fun lol

ANYWAY yeah uh im glad u like the vibes!! :J

TREEBARK

this one first cus chronology. I honestly don't know if there's anything I can say here that hasn't been said before? But yeah they're. tasty. something about martyn waiting the entirety of third life to betray ren and never getting the chance and now longing to have him back. lots of regret but regret. for what. yknow. and ren always looking out for martyn even from a distance. and then martyn losing that connection in limlife.

yeah i can see why people ship lmao

uhh i don't really know what else to write here so have some of my insane ramblings copy+pasted from my shipping doc 👍

Martyn fancies himself a schemer, someone who's not afraid to play the game the way it's intended. If that means earning a powerful ally's trust only to shatter it then he was going to do it. Only, Martyn's bark is worse than his bite, and every night he spends in lying awake in those soft, warm sheets that Ren had laid out just for him (freshly washed too, he might add. Smelled like sunshine) he wonders if he can do it. He can, of course. (he can't. he won't. he's too soft. soft and useless.) He'd cut his head off already. (he wants to vomit) (this is why no one needs you. wants you. loves you) Who cares about other people anyway? He is the only one who really matters. (the thought of being alone makes him want to cry) Ren, on the other hand, is a capable leader. The definition of loyal and dependable, if not a bit dramatic. He struggles with self-worth, being good enough, useful enough, powerful enough. But to others, he's the opposite, caring and protective of any who would ask for his aid. After all, every citizen deserves to live in safety and comfort, and providing that is what a good King would do. ~ Martyn's not as sneaky as he thinks he is. Ren knows. Ren sees the signs. It's a death game for a reason. But he doesn't let Martyn know. He doesn't even hold it against him. He doesn't see the bloodthirst anymore, only the broken pieces lying underneath. ~ or the King's Hand, it was the thrill of feeling Useful, Powerful, Feared (loved). He was going to miss it after he betrayed him, the high of bloodlust, the smell in the air as he charged into battle. (the way his hands held him so gently) For the King himself, deep down he knew it was never to be. He had met a monster, but he hoped his efforts calmed the storm ever so slightly. On some days, he pretends to forget about the death game entirely and imagines the speech he'd give to retire his Hand. "You don't have to fight anymore," he'd say, "I'll take care of you from now on, I promise. So put the sword down, okay?" But in the end, it was all a fantasy, wasn't it?

^ yes this is so cheesy but so are they.

Cry with me again Smile with me again Scream with me again Sing with me again Dance with me again Talk to me again…

"Lower One's Eyes" (Oktavia translyrics)

MAJORWOOD

I think.. I talk too much abt scott seeing as that's who everyone points out when it comes to my headcanons 😭😭 but uh i swear everyone else is just as messed up. and martyn is like. just as bad if not worse (if that wasn't made clear from my ramblings before)

anyway uh say it with me rebound 👏 relationship 👏

i think they're both.. very numb to it all once limlife rolls around. they're just tired and have this mutual understanding and both think they're horrible people. martyn just wants to play the game. scott doesn't even know what he wants anymore.

but ofc, they're both still human and want love and comfort, so they try to seek that from one another. even if it's fake. even if it doesn't matter in the end.

Baby, though I've closed my eyes I know who you pretend I am I know who you pretend I am

Washing Machine Heart (Mitski)

We’re the Delusioned Victim Cash-in Union Praise to the “love” that will bring salvation! Two fools singing to a shallow melody Restart, reflation, teleportation Time and again we’re stuck in rotation Circles inside a love without any ending

MKDR (SirHamnet Lyrics)

Scott uses Martyn as a replacement for Jimmy and Martyn uses Scott as a replacement for Ren. they know they dislike eachother (see: all of double life) and that only one of them will make it out alive. but they can't get that love and comfort from anyone else now.

also uhhh eroguro my beloved...... im assuming this is getting brought up cus of my mentions of loving eroguro in the past. and yes to all of that very much i agree. but i do have kind of.. a limit to what i do w/ these characters specifically because of the fandom/ccs (at least publicly). if i ever do decide to share the nastier stuff in my head or go into detail on gore and whatnot i'd probs make a sideblog and tuck it away and maybe block scott and martyn for always somehow showing up on my posts lmao

#asks #ask games #trafficshipping #treebark #majorwood #the 'team BEST/divorce quartet enjoyer' thing in my pinned is just code for #'i will go insane abt any ship involving any of these guys'#i didn't do divorce quartet as a whole soz just cus that would be WAYY TOO LONG Actually 😭😭#and also a lot of it i feel is already covered thru majorwood and zombiewood #but yeah they're so messed up therapy aint helping that situation y'all need lawyers

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koreanbibliophilegirl · 2 months

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LILLY THE ALEX RIDER DSMP AU. IT'S OVERTAKEN MY BRAIN. THE NEW SERIES. TALK TO ME PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PL

Oh hi Bean!!! :D

LOL I have not watched s3 yet but I saw you brainrotting, I'm assuming it was great!👍

Okay okay okay so!!! Brief recap bc I need to refresh my memory:

Tommy as Alex, Techno as Yassen, Uhhhhh Phil as John and Kristin as Ian I think???

Dream as "a younger, greener Blunt" to quote myself, uhhh I think Mrs. Jones was Puffy?????

Jack Niki Sapnap Eret as K-Unit/K-Squad! Code names Thunder, Arson, Animal Abuse, and Tax Fraud!!!😃 (I believe Tommy was Drug Abuse lol)

Quackity as Ash, Hannah and Punz as [Point Blanc] with Purpled & Enderboo as two of the clones, Ranboo Aimsey and Eryn as the [PB] kids, with Ranboo(in the role of Kyra) later transferring to Tommy and Tubbo's school. Kyranboo pog!

Tubbo was Tom!! As he should be!!!

Uhhh okay I think that's about as far as we got???

AR!Wilbur was Jack(the Starbright variety not the Manifold variety) but I think we might want to change that particular bit...😅 I suggest Charlie or Schlatt!! If it's Schlatt then Tubbo could also be Tommy's pseudo-brother?? Yknow since Schlatt is usually Tubbo's dad in these things. Charlie would be funnier though, considering Ash and Jack canonically went on a few dates in AR.

"Oh yeah Quackity from Las Nevadas, we f*cked a few times!" "Charlie-" "He made real nice noises when-" "CHARLIE STOP-"

Awesamdad would be nice too, but I think Sam was Smithers??? Or maybe it was Foolish, idk.

Uuuuhhhh Point Blanc!! Still needs a name!!! It's just Hannah and Punz (+Purpled) so... uh.

....Academy Bedwars????

idk what to call them OTL, I'm saving Skephalo/Eggpire for Scorpia, I can't call PB the Eggpire...

Uuuuhhhh anyway!! Bedrock Bros bc we love Bedrock Bros in this house!!! Phil got discovered/fought his prodigy/got betrayed a little later than John did in AR canon, so Techno met baby Tommy a few times. Tommy's blue sweater coming from Techno was what we agreed on I think!

Anyway even though Techno felt betrayed by Phil being a spy, I think his feelings are a little different than Yassen. With Yassen it was pretty complicated, with him already being committed to Scorpia/the morally grey(like, really really dark grey) side, still being grateful to John for saving his life, etc. Meanwhile Techno would betray the Eggpire for one corn chip- if said corn chip was Phil. He was just angry Phil never told him.

"You're a spy????" "Techno I can explain-*" "AND YOU WEREN'T GONNA TAKE ME WITH YOU???!?!!! I thought we were a team, smh! S M f*cking H!!!"

(*: he cannot)

Anyway after Phil "dies"(I don't think he's actually dead, I feel like a major deviation from AR canon is bound to happen sometime and I think Phil returning would be an important plot point), Techno just. Stays with the Eggpire. He doesn't know how to contact MI6 anyway, and he doesn't really see the point when Phil isn't gonna be there. Also, staying with the Eggpire means he can keep an eye out for Phil's remaining family, so that's what he does till one day he sees Tommy(Techno had been keeping track of him so he knows what Tommy looks like, but the kid looks exactly like Phil anyway) in a... rich kid boarding school?? And he's going by Tommy Outit(/ref)??? Bruh???

Tommy, of course does NOT recognize Techno and he's like Why is that guy looking at me like he recognizes me. Meanwhile Techno is bluescreening bc Hey. Hey Kristin? Why is your son doing spy work? Kristin???

...

Okay Imma pass the baton onto you now, feel free to add on lol.

-Lilly xx

#tommyinnit #technoblade #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp alex rider au #dream smp alex rider au #philza #misstrixtin #sbi #sleepy bois inc #sleepy boys inc #alex rider #ar

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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years

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baby scarab || 25

@impossiblealice - My brain keeps asking how pissed Layla's going to be when she finds out what happened and she never got a phone call.

Does Marc want more trouble?

because she knows he'll heal and he has not even text'd her.

And Layla cares.

It's a oh I'm not mad at you little scarab, but him, yeah he should run.

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@rjwinterfell - hello! for the baby scarab series - I think an interesting concept could be around the character not knowing their own strength after being bit by the spider? nothing graphic probably, but if the character got exceedingly angry and accidentally broke a stone kitchen counter or something dramatic like that I think it could be really cool!!

I believe there's a comic out there where a villain takes over peter Parkers body, goes to mess up spidermans reputation, and realizes that Peter has been pulling his punches (after going full force on someone's jaw, which they no longer had.....yeah). that's where the idea came from.

loving the series so far!! if you decide not to use this, I totally get it 🙂👍

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anon - Holy shit you’re a great writer! Could you write something where reader gets hurt doing spidey stuff but doesn’t tell the MK boys cause they told her to not sneak out and she’s once again scared they’re gonna be angry, but somehow they find out anyways

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A/N : thank you all for the compliments!! im happy so many people like my writing <3

another action filled chapter :)

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : layla mad lol

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), language, spidey stuff, marc being overprotective, casper being a fanboy, just general angst(?), violence. let me know if i missed anything

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you contently woke up with jake, him having his hat down over his eyes while one of his arms held you close to him.

last night was you two just catching up, and munching on the amazing bread that grace made.

you yawn silently and snuggle into jakes chest as he continues to sleep peacefully.

he told you that he disappeared for a while after the incident because you saw him killing all those guys.

he thought you were scared of him.

but after hearing you ask for him over and over, he pushed that thought to the back of his head.

and he was glad he did, because now everything is almost how it was before.

you heard a phone start ringing, and it made you jump and jake woke up when you did in surprise.

you look down to the nightstand and see that the guys’ phone was now lit up with a picture of layla and her contact name, while the green button pierced into your eyes.

you were about to reach for the phone when jake blocks your hand and shakes his head.

you purse your lips as it stops ringing, seeing that there are over 10 missed calls from her and many texts.

“i thought marc would have talked to her- he said he would” you glare at the mirror on the nightstand.

“well spector is known to be a pathological liar-“

“i am not” marc tells you, and you look back at the phone to see that layla is calling again.

you see marc and jake shaking their heads at you, and when you go to reach for it, jake grabs your arm again to prevent you from doing so.

“well isn’t someone going to answer?” you ask rhetorically, and you see no movement.

you scoff. “forget this” you mutter, shoving jakes hand off you to web it down to the bed, and you scramble to grab the phone before he can yank you back with his free hand.

“no- hey! come fix this!” jake exclaims as he tries to get his hand off the bed, and gets even more annoyed when you shoot a web out at the other one too.

“y/n, te vas a arrepentir de eso” jake says darkly and you just smile at him, besides you don’t even know what he even said.

you pick up the phone and answer it right before it goes to voicemail again.

“MARC?!” is the first thing you hear.

you pull the phone from your ear for a second, then decide to speak. “marc’s not exactly available right now” you say into the phone and wave to jake who’s still trying to yank his hands off the bed.

“oh- y/n!” layla starts surprised. “sorry for yelling, that was for marc.” she apologizes and you chuckle.

“it’s fine” you say, and you hear her sigh in relief.

“i was calling to say that i’m in the elevator now, so that he can explain all the shit he’s been dodging whenever i talk to him” she rants and you nod, even though you know she can’t see you.

“oh, alright.” you begin. “i’ll see you in a minute then”

layla laughs. “see you in a minute” and then she hangs up.

you look back at jake, who was just sitting still while glaring at you.

you roll your eyes, tossing the phone on the bed and yanking the webs off his hands like they weren’t even stuck in the first place.

“marc, i would summon the suit, laylas in the elevator and she’s mad” you say to the mirror while jake continues to just glare at you.

“oh my god, she’s here?!” he then fronts out of reflex, and he looks around frantically.

“you have to hide me” he tells you, getting up and grabbing your shoulders.

“no, just go face your fears.” you shove him towards the door, and as if on cue, layla is knocking at the door.

you dramatically gasp and put a hand to your chest. “now who could that be?” you ask sarcastically and marc flicks you in the forehead and walks towards the door, muttering curses and then opening it, only to be met with laylas fist to his stomach.

marc groans as he backs up, layla stepping in and kicking the door closed.

you look at both of them with wide eyes, and they soften when layla comes towards you.

“oh, there are bruises all over you..” she observes, referring to the still fading bruises littered on your cheeks.

she takes your face in her hands and she turns to glare at marc. “is this why you refused to answer me?” she asks marc, who’s still recovering from the punch.

he just nods regretfully, and layla turns back to you, brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face.

“are you okay?” she asks and you nod, earning a sigh of relief from her.

“no thanks to marc i’m guessing?” she asks, but you furrow your brows.

“no actually-“

she sighs. “i know, he probably saved you from whatever, but i’m still mad he didn’t even tell me!” she begins to raise her voice, but keeping a soft look on her face while she looks at you.

“i could’ve helped!” she exclaims, and she gently lets go of you to walk back to marc.

she hits him in the shoulder while you stand there gaping at the exchange from a couple feet away.

marc was just taking the hits, barely putting effort into shielding himself.

he knew she was angry at him- and trying to get her to stop smacking him just fuels the fire.

“do you see her face?” she points to you who freezes on the spot.

“you couldn’t be bothered to tell me! what else happened?” she demands and both you and marc exchange looks before he sighs.

“i will explain everything, just stop hitting me” marc says and layla hesitantly nods.

marc moves to sit at the table in the kitchen, layla following and doing the same, and eventually you walk over too.

“layla, i’m.. sorry i didn’t tell you anything” marc apologizes and layla softens her expression.

“you know i don’t like secrets” layla tells him, while you sit down beside marc.

“just as long as nothing too serious happened, we won’t have trouble” she says more sternly while you and marc wince.

“actually.. it’s kinda serious” you cut in, and layla gives marc a look.

“well then, what the hell happened?” layla grits out at marc.

he sighs and sends you a quick glare. “she was kidnapped” marc says quietly, and layla puts a hand over her mouth in shock.

“oh my..” she can’t get too many words out as she looks to you in a worried manner.

“are you okay?!” she exclaims, and you nod quickly.

“yeah, yeah, i’m fine” you assure her and send her a small smile.

“we also have some.. interesting news” marc says and layla nods as if saying, ‘go on’.

marc takes a breath and looks to you for a split second.

“we know who y/n’s birth parents are” he starts.

“oh- that’s-“ layla starts but is interrupted.

“but- first off, they are both dead” marc says quietly and you nod, looking down at the first mention of your parents.

“and the second?” layla asks, and marc hesitates in speaking but does so anyways, moving to hold your hand under the table.

“y/n’s father.. he’s..” he takes another breath. “let’s just say he tried to release ammit” he says, not wanting to say his name.

layla looks between the both of you in shock.

“he’s.. he’s her father?” she asks quietly, both you and marc nodding.

“how could such a sweet girl have such a terrible father?” she asks, and send you a small smile.

“you look at me” layla orders, so you do.

“knowing who your dad is doesn’t change who you are” she pauses. “got it?” she asks and you nod quickly.

“good, now forget about him, alright?” she says and you nod, while marc sends you a pleading look.

“i certainly will try” you assure her and she nods, turning to marc with a glare.

she takes one of marc’s ears into her hand, yanking him towards her while he lets out a chorus of ‘ow’s’.

you watch the interaction with a smile, leaning your chin on your fist.

“see? was it really so hard to just tell me what happened? huh?” she pulls on his ear harder, and marc lets out a groan of pain.

“no- no, it wasn’t” he starts. “no more secrets- let go” he takes her hand off him and sits back up straight to glare at her, who is smiling.

he looks to you who is entertained, and he scoffs.

“you guys are so mean” he mutters, and you snicker.

you notice a change in demeanor and it signals that steven is now fronting.

“hello layla, lovely morning isn’t it?” he ask sarcastically, rubbing his sore ear as layla smiles in pride.

she nods and you make a face. “it’s ‘innit’” you correct steven and he shakes his head.

“it’s not, don’t feed into stereotypes” he complains, letting go of your hand to swat you in the shoulder.

“anyways, what are you guys hungry for?”

~~~

you steven and layla all peacefully ate breakfast together.

and it was right when you all finished that khonshu appeared, layla being a bit confused at first when you turned to look at thin air.

“you two are needed in libya-“

“no” marc interrupts, shaking his head from the mirror.

khonshu sighs and shakes his bony head.

“it’s either you go there, or they come here” he says and marc groans.

“are you kidding me? i cant leave y/n here by herself” marc says, and you make a look at the mirror.

“you can and you will” you squint your eyes at him.

“what’s he saying?” layla asks, knowing full well that you’re talking to marc.

“just that he doesn’t want to leave to libya with you” you shrug.

“that’s not what i said-“

“he what?” layla rolls her eyes, and looks up at the ceiling.

you sense a new presence in the room and get confused. layla notices this and smiles while pointing behind you.

you slowly turn around, and see a literal hippo lady, and you jump back out of your chair.

you let out a gasp in realization. “that’s taweret-“ you point at the hippo and steven chuckles.

“you’re having a better reaction than we did” he tells you and marc shakes his head.

“you said we wouldn’t talk about it” marc murmurs while you stare at the goddess.

her ears flick. “hi” she waves with a smile and you hesitate in waving back, but do so anyways.

taweret turns to layla. “where to?” she asks while marc and steven are quietly arguing about something, jake staying quiet but still present.

“libya, and soon before whoever we’re facing comes here” she answers, standing up beside steven.

marc then fronts and turns to you. “kid, you gotta promise me something, okay?” he says, coming a bit closer.

“yeah, what is it?” you ask.

“i have to go- we have to go” he starts. “i don’t exactly have a choice” he turns to glare a khonshu.

“so while we’re gone don’t leave this apartment, keep the doors and windows locked, curtains closed and all that” he begins while you nod.

“you know where the food is, so help yourself” he takes a breath.

“and call me if you need me, or just if you want to” he finishes quickly, and you purse your lips.

“i’ll be fine” you shrug. “that was a one time thing” you joke, and he gives you a look.

“sorry” you say and he softens the expression on his face.

“it’s fine, just.. stay safe, okay?” he asks and you nod.

“you too” you start, looking to layla behind him. “both of you” you clarify.

marc backs up from you as the suit envelopes his body, the mask not on yet, the same with layla, which you’re in awe at because you’ve actually never seen her suit before.

“this is not fair. i want a cool suit” you complain, and the two chuckle.

“see you later, kiddo” layla says, both of the adults leaving towards the door.

“go wait in the car, i’ll catch up” marc mutters to layla, who nods and leaves through the front door.

marc comes back to you, and gives you a quick hug and holding you by your shoulders.

“don’t miss me too much” he says and you snort.

“speak for yourself” you retort and he scoffs, sending you one last smile, backing up again towards the door.

“lock the door” was the last thing he said before shutting it behind him, and you hear his retreating footsteps down the hall.

you sigh and look around the room, seeing that taweret and khonshu were both gone now too.

“well now what?” you ask yourself, knowing that nobody was going to answer.

you shake your head to yourself and let out a breath.

~~~

you settled for cleaning up the kitchen.

yes, you, cleaning. it was because the guys were usually tired by the time they came back, and they would feel better if they came home to a clean house.

you’d washed all the dishes, cleaned off all the tables and counters, threw away all the pop tart wrappers you had hidden around, just stuff like that.

and now you were watching the news, pretty boring i know, but you had nothing better to do.

or did you?

you heard something outside the building, in the direction of the alleyway with your enhanced hearing.

your spidey senses ring in your head as you get up to look out the window, carefully peeling back the curtain just a smidge.

there were two people. a man and a woman, both in all black with ski masks on, pointing across the street to the convenience store.

they were totally planning on robbing that building.

no doubt.

you shut the curtain again, gathering your thoughts in your head.

you could either stay here and be the reason that nobody stopped these guys from robbing a convenience store, or you could stop them and be in a lot of trouble with marc.

you ponder your options and pick the obvious.

stopping them of course, if you got them to stay in the alley nobody would know it was you.

you make your way over to the door quickly, opening it as fast as you shut it, rushing over a couple doors down to your place.

you got in and changed into your ‘suit’ in record time.

you left, locked the door again and decided to leave out of the open window at the end of the hall, to avoid people looking at you from the lobby downstairs.

you silently pull your mask up over your mouth and nose, along with the goggles over your eyes and hood over your head.

you crawl down the walls into the alley, seeing the two people with their backs to you.

you squint your eyes at them, seeing a gun on each of their figures.

you hop down off the wall, and behind the dumpster, to which they heard your feet hit the ground.

“did you hear that?” you hear the woman start. “who’s there?!” she exclaims, and you hear her coming closer.

she darts over so that she’s now pointing her gun at you, and you jump up above her before she can shoot you, and you land behind her.

the man however, comes over as well and pulls his gun out.

the woman turns around, now two guns are pointed at you.

you slowly raise your hands, and your thankful they don’t shoot.

“on the ground” the man says, and you slowly get down on one knee, just to shoot a web at both the guns and yanking them towards you.

then, it was the bad guys who had their hands up.

you chuckle to yourself and turn the safety on both of the guns.

“do either of you have a phone?” you ask, and the woman nods while the man shakes his head.

“call the police, will ya?” you start. “i don’t know how long i can be out here” you finish, the woman just slowly taking the phone out of her pocket.

what you could sense in time, is the fact that she was about to chuck it at your face, as a distraction so that they could run to their getaway car.

the edge of the phone hit you in the nose, making your eyes water as you blink away tears from behind the goggles.

you immediately shoot your head towards the two people who are getting in a small black car, and you throw the guns down to run after them.

the car skids into the street, going well over the speed limit while you run out into the road and shoot a web out at a light post, swinging on it to catch up to the car.

you kept doing that, and every time they took a turn they got even farther away from you.

you try to ignore the people down on the sidewalks shouting in surprise at seeing someone swinging around on spiderwebs while chasing a car.

and you also try to ignore the many people honking their horns every time you get close to the ground.

you don’t know how far you are away from home- but as long as you get there before marc you’d be fine.

except you had no idea when that was.

the car kept going, faster and faster and almost hitting other cars while trying to get away.

you notice how the car doesn’t even come close to stopping when it comes up on a like of stopped ones at a red light and you panic, dropping to the ground before shooting two webs out, and trying to stop the car from hitting them.

the car slows a little, your feet dragging on the ground as you try to keep them planted into it.

you let out a pained groan as you feel like your arms are going to be ripped off.

you keep pulling, determined to not let this car hit anything as the tires spun while smoke formed under them.

you feel the pressure stop, meaning the car has too and you become curious.

your spidey senses ring in your head once again, but you have no idea what for, so you look around, darting your eyes around the street.

it was too late when you turned back to the car.

it was reversing towards you, and your reaction time wasn’t fast enough as it slams into you, your ribs taking the most of the hit.

you get thrown back, the back of your head hitting the concrete below you.

you lift your head up shakily and put a hand to your ribs, watching the car get away.

you sigh disappointedly, looking around at the bystanders all pointing cameras at you or just staring.

‘shit’

you get up, almost tripping over your feet as you painfully sprint to the nearest alleyway, trying to hide from anyone and everyone.

you clutch your side, feeling something soaking through both of the pieces of fabric.

you shakily lift your hand, seeing a small patch of blood on your shirt.

you mutter curses while you put your hand back over it, looking around and recognizing the alley.

‘this is the alley right next to casper’s house..’

you realize, and you look up and see the fire escape that connects to his rooms window.

you think about it for a second, and decide to force yourself up the stairs, slowly so that you don’t hurt yourself too much.

after managing to limp all the way up the stairs, you peer through the window and see that casper is writing something in a notebook, one of his earbuds in his ear.

you knock on the window, not gaining his attention the first time, but the second, he jumps up and looks at you with wide eyes.

you wave while still clutching your side while casper yanks his earbud out of his ear to make his way to the window, unlocking it and sliding it open.

“woahhhh, you’re the spider vigilante” he says and you chuckle from behind the mask.

“can i uh.. can i come in?” you ask and he nods slowly, moving out of the way so that you could maneuver yourself so that you’re now standing in his room.

“why are you- why are you here?” he asks quickly and quietly, going to his door to close it.

“if my mom or my sister sees you they’ll freak out” he whisper yells at you and you shake your head, taking in a wheezing breath.

“casper, you can’t tell anyone about what you’re going to see” you say and he looks nervous, coming back to you.

“are you alright? you look hurt” he ignores you and he points to your hand that’s still pressing down on your wound.

“casper” you say impatiently, and he looks at you wide eyed again.

“how do you know my name?” he asks and you hold a hand up, skipping your hood off so that you can get the goggles off, tossing them on the windowsill, avoiding the plants that sit there.

casper looks worried as you unhook the mask from your ears, and he gasps once he sees your face, now with a guilty smile on it.

“surprise” you quietly sing out, and he stand there while trying to figure out what to say.

“you’re- you’re the- oh my god it’s you!” he whisper shouts and you nod.

“please calm down, i need help and i didn’t think i could make it home in time i-“

“what happened? of course i can help you” he says quickly and you tilt your head at him.

“i stopped a robbery before it could happen but they got away after they hit me with their car” you explain quickly and casper gasps again.

“you got hit with a car?!”

“yes, now keep it down” you start. “do you have alcohol and some gauze?” you ask and he nods.

“what kind of alcohol do you want? i think my dad has some vodka locked up somewhere” he jokes but you just give him a deadpan look.

he looks down embarrassed and nods. “right, yeah i have some” he mutters, leaving the room for a quick minute.

you stay put, just moving to sit on the edge of his bed, lifting your hand to see that the only blood that was shed was now dried into your shirt.

you sigh in relief that you weren’t actively bleeding, but regret it as it hurts a little to breath.

casper comes back in, a bottle of half full alcohol, gauze and a small black towel.

“i hope this is good enough, because it’s all we got” he chuckles, setting it all down next to you on the bed.

“please don’t get blood on my sheets, my mom will lose her shit” you both share a laugh and you pick up the small towel and the alcohol.

you lift up your shirt, seeing a decent sized cut right under your right side of ribs.

you hear casper gasp, and see that he’s staring at your wound with a hand over his mouth.

“are you sure you’re okay?” he asks and you nod.

“do you need help?” he asks again and this time you don’t respond, you just soak the towel in the alcohol before lifting your shirt again.

you hesitate before pressing it against the open cut, but do so anyways while biting your lip to keep from making any noise.

casper winces and moves to sit next to you on the bed, watching you carefully.

“you never answered me, you know” he says, while you keep dabbing at the dirty cut.

“i don’t need help” you say, and he snorts.

“sure you don’t” he sarcastically says, and he reaches a hand out, as if saying he could help you.

you look at him with questioning eyes. “do you even know how to do this?” you ask and he nods.

“after the last day of school, i actually have been watching youtube tutorials” he says matter of factly.

“really? and that makes you a doctor?” you ask sarcastically.

“a male nurse actually” he laughs at his own joke while you smile at him, letting him take the towel from your hand as you get a better grip on your shirt.

you’re glad he wasn’t.. that type of person to get a nosebleed whenever he sees a little above a woman’s bare waist.

casper just thought of this whole thing as helping a friend, and besides he couldn’t get past the fact that you were the spider vigilante.

well plus the fact that you had a deep-ish cut on your ribs.

he runs the towel over the cut gently and mutters apologies every time you jerk away from it.

he eventually cleaned the whole thing off, and you sighed in relief as he was using medical tape to secure a piece of gauze over the cut.

he was too focused on helping you that he couldn’t notice the fact that you were staring at him.

not in a creepy way though, it’s just that you really were grateful for what he was doing for you.

he didn’t have to do this- you didn’t ask him to- he wanted to.

he wanted to help you.

casper looks back up at you. “i think this should be good, do you need me to walk you home?” he asks, trailing of his sentence when he notices your stare.

“you should really be more careful” he says, and you see his eyes flicker from your e/c eyes to your lips for a split second.

he notices that you saw it because of the smirk that formed on your face, and his face turned beet red.

“ohmygod i’m sorry” he murmurs, getting up and moving to grab your goggles and mask, handing them to you.

“are you good to go? it’s be hard to explain to mom what exactly is going on here” you both laugh.

“yeah, marc’s going to kill me if i’m not there” you cringe and stand up with the help of casper, who had his elbow hooked with yours.

“be careful okay? please go straight home” he tells you and you nod, lifting your legs up to crouch on the windowsill, careful to not knock over any of the plants.

“we can talk about the whole spider thing when you’re better, okay?” casper says in a stern voice and you smile.

“i’d want nothing more” you say and you put the goggles on so that they are resting on your head, and the mask down under your chin, hood now over your head again.

“hydrogen peroxide will help with the stain” he gestures to the dried blood on your shirt.

“thanks” you tilt your head at him, and quickly grasping the collar of his shirt and bringing his face close to yours.

“you know, for helping me out” you continue your sentence, kissing him on the cheek and letting go, throwing your legs over the windowsill to face outside.

“i’ll see you around” you give him a two fingered salute, hopping down on the fire escape without giving casper a chance to respond.

after you made your way down, him watching to make sure you didn’t fall down the stairs, he brought a hand to his cheek and sighed.

once he saw you leave the alley safely, goggles and mask on, he cleaned up the mess you guys made, putting the dirty towel in his laundry basket and hid the alcohol and spare gauze under a notebook in his nightstand.

casper sat down on his bed, thinking about the short confusing time he just spent with you.

he mentally says ‘fuck it’ and flops down on his bed, laying down on his back as he brings a pillow to his face, letting out a short scream.

he takes the pillow off his face, and gathers himself before going back to his desk, writing more to calm himself.

‘what a day’

~~~

you felt more smug than ever.

you knew full well how you made casper feel, and maybe you felt the same.

you couldn’t worry about that now, you just had to get home before anyone sees you and especially before marc gets back.

you got back fairly quick, thanks to casper.

you already felt yourself healing, which was one of the things you loved about the spider bite.

you climb back up the wall, being thankful that nobody really saw you as you slide into the window and listen for if anyone is coming in your direction.

it was clear, not a single noise on your floor, so you take that as a silent win.

you sneak back into your place, change back into your clothes in record time, being careful of the cut of course, and slipping back out into marc’s place.

you lock the door and let out a sigh of relief.

but all that goes to shit when you turn around and see marc sitting at the kitchen table, glaring in your direction.

the shock took over you and you accidentally crushed the doorknob into the shape of your fist.

you chuckled to yourself in embarrassment, and made sure the door could still open, and when it did you went to close it just to have it slam shut, making cracks in the wall and splinters fly off the wooden door.

you just let go of the whole thing after that as you turn back to marc.

not a word is said, you just freeze by the door while marc looks up at you and stands up slowly.

you stare down at the ground, your fingers messing with your sleeves.

“where were you?” he asks lowly and you don’t answer as he gets closer.

“i’ll ask you again” he starts, getting close enough to look down at you. “where were you?” he asks again.

you take a shaky breath and look up at him slowly. “i couldn’t help it” you shake your head, and you feel yourself tear up.

“i had to stop them- i couldn’t just sit here and watch as they robbed the store” you said quickly and marc’s expression softened slightly.

“i knew i could stop them and i did.” you take another breath, wiping feverishly at your eyes.

“there are police for a reason. they could’ve stopped it just as well as you” marc argues and you blink away more tears that you refused to let fall.

“but i have these.. these abilities for a reason.” you retort and marc raises an eyebrow. “to do good. and that’s what i did” you said.

marc sighs and is about to speak when he’s interrupted. “she’s right.” jake says, and you look at the mirror to your right in surprise.

“she also fails to mention that she stopped the getaway car from ramming into traffic” jake shrugs and you get confused.

“how’d you..”

“oh, you left the news on” jake points to the tv, so both you and marc turn to it, and you see a video taken of yourself pulling the car away from traffic with your webs and your bare hands.

“several witnesses argue that this new vigilante is indeed not harmful at all, and is just trying to help” a news reporter states, and a camera cuts to a lady, probably an interview.

“yeah, this spider lady just kinda swung in and pulled the car away from traffic” she starts, smiling to herself. “i’m glad she did, because if she wasn’t there, that car would’ve hit me” she finishes, the cameras cutting back to more footage.

marc turns to you, still having a stern look on his face. “i can’t stop you. can i?” he states more than questions.

you don’t answer, but that gives him plenty of information.

“i’ll offer you a deal” he says and you look up at him.

“you can’t go out by yourself” he starts, already regretting his words. “but when i go patrolling, you can… you can come with us” he says quietly and you stare up at him with wide eyes.

“BUT- only once a week” he says and you nod quickly.

“i can’t believe i just said that” he mutters, flinching from surprise when you threw your arms around him.

“thankyouthankyouthankyou” you chant, marc chuckling as he brings a hand up to pat your back.

“i’m still.. angry at your decision though” marc says and you cringe, pulling away from him.

“i’ll make it up to you, whatever you want” you say a bit too quickly and he laughs again.

“just.. please don’t go out without me” he starts. “i mean it”

you nod sadly. “i promise i won’t” you say and marc sighs.

“enough of this- did you get hurt at all?” he asks and you shake your head.

“nope. just a car chase” you lie.

marc seemed to believe you, and he smiled at you.

“now let’s talk about how you stopped a car from ramming into traffic” steven cuts in excitedly, and you chuckle again.

that night, you told the guys exactly what happened, excusing the part with the guns and when you got hit by a car, oh and don’t forget you going to casper’s place and telling him about your secret identity.

but everything else, you told them.

steven was amazed, being honest. you being a 16 year old girl pulling a car to a stop with just some spider webs? amazing. he also told you not to worry about the door and the wall- he’d figure something out.

jake was just plain impressed. he knew you had potential to do this type of thing, he even told you so. he believed that if you really put your kind to it, you could be a great hero.

now marc, marc was still mad. well- not mad but disappointed. he just didn’t want you getting hurt, since you’ve already been through so much. he didn’t want a repeat of the incident. he didn’t know if someone out there has been looking for you either.

you assured them that you could take care of yourself.

you can, and you will.

and it’s like what jake had told you before you all headed to bed.

“you can be such a great little hero, little spiderling”

of course you smacked him in the arm for that- but he didn’t mind.

he didn’t mind because it was you.

none of them minded.

because it was you.

~~~

A/N : again- couldve delivered the requests better but oh well. hope you all liked it and ill see you all on tuesday!! :) <3

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mochinon-yah · 2 months

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AJDSJKSKKS HI HELLO SORRY MOCHI I JUST SAW THIS NOW PLS EXCUSE MY HAREBRAIN

ahem

man i just got off my break like a week ago hhhhh, but i can relate to being lazy and videogaming lol fdkjskj (me with acnh and genshin coughs) but my sleep schedule is considerably better? i have to wake up early on weekdays bc of my kid brother sadly smh and i spite him for it pretty sure college students are more stressed

JkeKJF THANKIES!! tbh i kind of just kept my bday private for a smaller group of friends (that includes you btw) + my boyfriend, but yea me being 20 isn't much different from being 18 lol. you rlly don't feel different until you hit 30 coughs anyway i return the headpaps and hugs mweeheheh >:D

istg my bf is just like albedo (but make him emo), cuz like he always struck me as the kind of person who will try to out-compliment you but at the same time is genuine? if that makes sense? EHFfdkskSKJFD but yea he's a sweetheart hehehe yes its real healthy couples do exist and i feel like a unicorn

anywayyyy yea i can name a lot of times where people can't catch onto my body language and i do that as well. like a simple question is fine if someone needs to get somewhere, but if it's someone i don't like i'll make it obvious. in general, if i don't know someone very well, i'll kind of just like veer away from them while giving them a dead stare- (and they still don't get the hint or are insanely blind to social cues)

NO CUZ THATS SO REAL?? if i get into a book, then it's usually because of a fanfic or some other form of media?? kind of like the acotar series i wanted to get into but like hesitant cuz i don't know if it's spicy ;3;

andd headpaps accepted nyehehehe

LMAOOO IT'S OKAY THO, NO WORRIES VIVI!! I woke up so suddenly so idk if i can answer this ask with the right mind 😭😭 sorry if there are soem typos or whatever grammatically wrong things lol

Hdjsjsjs a break will literally activates my lazy mode, and i swear i will get so, so lazy it would probably make you wonder why am i even still ali- *cough* anyway, thank god, your sleeping schedule is much better than mine 🥹👍👍 your lil brother is such a menace but i guess helpful too lmao

And YAAA, NO PROB VIVI :3 last birthday of mine was kinda quiet because only some people remembered lol. Then again, i'm a really quiet person irl, i doubt anybody would remember it- okay, this just turns so sour??? I'm gonna stop talking abt it jdjwkiekwk

I'm part of your smaller group of friends? 🥺👉👈 awwhhhh, you're making me blush- (i'm weak to words like that wth, no guys i do have friends too irl, i'm not a loner 😭) BUT LMAO YEAH, I AGREE WITH 'you rlly don't feel different until you hit 30'. Well, i haven't hit 30 yet, but i guess the only different thing would be that you can say you're old now- /jjj

(LMAO I FELL ASLEEP WHILE ANSWERING THIS.... anyway, back to answering vivi's ask :3)

Imagining emo! bedo and you with the dynamic of emo but cute x cute and cuter is so jdnsjkska 😭 i understand why you would feel like a unicorn even in ur own relationship.... for me, i feel like the side character who just saw the main character fall in love with each other lol

BUT LIKE AAAA SO CUTE, YOU AND HIM ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER?????

*cough* anyway-

People should really be attentive to other ppl ☝️ at least they should know if they're making it uncomfy for other ppl. But err, for me personally, i don't mind people gathering close to me, buuuttt it's possibly because of my friends since all of them are a lot, lot more sociable than me hahhaahaha- honestly, they often told me to talk more with people so i can know the latest gossip and just overall have many friends, but i really can't 😭😭 friendship with me is like the slow build-up but overall genuine one, or at least that's what i think....?

But ngl tumblr has help me a lot to be more expressive in public and just overall making me more sociable than in the past <3 i won't thank the tumblr app itself because the one who made me this way now is literally myself and also a whole bunch of amazing people i had met here, including youu!!! <3 whether you and them help me directly by interacting or just endulging in my silly behavior, ily all ueyehhewh (just gonna tag some ppl here teehe -> @beloved-brynn, @meimeimeirin, @leftdestiny-posts, @fishanonishere, @navxry, @calxlu (you) ♡ ily all, all of u are just so amazing, idk what i even did to meet u all, literally so happy if we ever talk or interact here <3)

OKAY 🤚 THE VIBE IS GETTING A BIT MORE.... UN-SILLY, SO UHHH MOVING ON TO THE NEXT BIT-

Fanfic literally runs half of the fandom, and that fandom could be anything lmao. Well, not really half, but a significant amount! I think memes also run a significant amount of keeping the fandom alive too lol

BUT YEAH, I ENDED UP BUYING PRIDE AND PREJUDICE, RIGHT? AND NOW I'M LIKE... "hm, what in the world is this word? who is talking in this part?? what is even happening-" jkjk, my vocabs is kinda limited since i'm not a native english speaker, but i do understand most of what the book is actually explaining

AND YAAYYY MY HEADPATS ARE ACCEPTED <3

#reli-answers : vivi <3 #literally running on silly behavior to keep me alivr #LMAO #school is always making me be serious so i hope u all don't mind if i get really.... really..... silly sometimes-#heheh

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tboyblogger · 7 months

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bit manic so im just posting this to write things down to ground myself feel free to ignore just a psychotic schizoidposting u, mhello im tp im 23 uh,.i like films and comcis and kvideogames and music .ilike

i curentlty like p: uhh spiou e fantazo mysepexial interest😁👍forver.& ilike songs. need to have soudns in my ears 24/7 i like sounds and songs i lie,big thief a lot my favoit band!oh lkately i like avril + burnham (preinside(again too pop rock and punk folk so good to my ears im listening to jumpstyle my heart beats so fast rn you guys ineedsoudns to beb beat 👍 not that emoji i lneed sounds to thump like my heatbeats heart beats. video games yes for video games i like i curenly like tf2 i ondt play i suck at it but i love the comics um evger since i was a teenager i was16 oh i lie, psirou hm but ive always been liking sooiru. hm his name. soirou. soirou.HIS NAME

spirou. yes that is it im so sorry im not the best in typing accurtaely i rely a lot on. suggestion HUH what its call. the words that popup when you type i use it a lot because i cant type? his this mysic is really really lousd right mow i had caffeine so i am shakign...WOWZERS anyways ah yeah yeah i like super mario 👍 yes a lot i like. smrpg (out on the seithc not!! not what i wantsd to say? out on nthe swithc now!!) and m&l and paper mario... yes so

good my favorite is bowser andluigi is a girl 👧 <- girl emoji I LOVE ILOVE..chubirobo... not its name. chibirobo. yes. my favorite home console is the ps2 but i dont have a tv/screenf forit i really want a crt tv... oh uyes i like computers 👍👍👍 i love cds dvds i lovie computera.persocom. and disk readears and muaic players i used to have a cd player all i did when i was in a depressive episode in 2017 was locking myself in my room lying on the floor and let it p,lay my michael jackjson cd it saced saved mylfie

MYLIFE MY life i meant to write my life. my live my life my life my life my life my lofe mylfie. hthat again. not that. my life. this is correct

im so scred... im so scared

ah what els,e.. tf2.. yes that we have alreayd talked about that my favorite is pauling and soldier and ?the dad and boy duo and maybe engie. i like the adminitragior too beacyse toxic yuri 🔥🔥🔥 huh the spacing i didntn mean to do that guys im scraed im scared. ill throwi up oh yi havent stalked HUH I SAID. I HAVE NOT TALKED. yes. have not talked about movies yes! i lvie moviesbut justthe normal amount i lie when there are people and moving pictures scoot piligim series out now i'll wtach that with my big subling soon and then ill tahc watch it again wiht sochoi yes!!!!!!!!!! beautiful world we live in ohhh my life is slipping away from me im so scred. i have to . this. to do this Work ythats what. i like everything that reminds me of spirou and fantasio becuade 😂um i didnnt mean to click this amoji BEcause special interest i love them 😁😁😁 <& treally like thiss emoji. smiels really wide is so friendly is my friend that emoji that... um thats all for mnow i hope i can nread comics and wtahc watch! asteroid city and finish smrpg and chibirobo. and i kwant to go look at images of spirou and fantasio

photo was from wheni was22!!!!! and i got lsot in the woods so i deicsd to do a fit check 😁😁 was last lst last year. summer!m fsummer is fun you van hanout with your Friends yess i love Summer

#tp posting #tp himself

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silverloke · 8 months

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thoughts about the loki show;

season 2 is OBVIOUSLY far superior to season 1. (not that it says much lol) i wish season 1 had been entirely different but s2 does the best out of the mess they had to work with, i'd say.

like Loki actually has powers, even as inferior as they are to the almighty sylvie

i tried to like her during s1. i really fucking tried. shit, i even made gifsets featuring her. but ugh she's just a waste of space. such a badly written character that we're supposed to root for ONLY because she's a girl, nothing else. i did start to like her in the first episode of s2. if they'd kept going with her like that, she'd be okay. but no, she's still fucking annoying and pointless. not as bad as in s1 though, so there's still hope! so yeah i do hope i'll get to like her instead of just feeling like puking whenever she shows up. :)))) (and hey i'm all for the selfcest but with a real Lady Loki if not another male variant, not this obnoxious mess.) i did like the decision she made in ep3 but that's gonna come right around and bite her in the ass, won't it? lol

Loki & Mobius are totally married. ep3 was all about them being an old married couple.

also such a fucking disappointment that we didn't get to see a good shot of them riding the tandem bike?!?! we waited forever and that faraway shot was all we got?!?!? unacceptable 😭

anyways, LOVE season 2. i wasn't excited for it since the last ep of s1 had me so sick and tired of the "plot" but as soon as some people got switched out it suddenly got enjoyable :D or it may just be all the loki/mobius content they're feeding us :D

and honestly? who even CARES about the plot to this series anymore LOKI & MOBIUS CONSTANTLY DATING is what it's all about :'D just give me an episode of that every week and i won't care about anything else

also i do hate that disney changed the time of when it starts streaming. i was so content with season 1 being aired at midnight american time = 9 am here. now it's 3 am on friday and ugh no thanks x)

also WOOHOO!!!! i didn't get completely mentally drained by all the gifing i did for this episode, like i was with the previous ones! (yay the head trauma is still not healed) the only problem i had was photoshop being slow af, but still managed to gif pretty much all the scenes i wanted to gif. awesome. 👍

#Loki #LTV

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hollyhomburg · 9 months

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I've been waiting to read the newest bily chapter until I was alone so ofc I ended up waiting until almost 1am but that's not important- Anyway um yeah

Now it may be bc I'm nearing shark week but this newest chapter made me actually cry. And it wasn't even the like,, sad parts,, it was the ending where they were all cuddled up in the nest comforting mc and it just made me like 🥲 damn when is it my turn to have someone who loves me so completely

And yeah the fact that I cried over this is really important to me bc the last time I genuinely cried was a family member's funeral like 2yrs ago👍 For some reason I don't ever really get so emotional that I actually cry maybe it's the autism idk

Anyway thanks for writing this wonderful piece of art may both sides of your pillow be the perfect temperature and your writing forever come easily <3

i've never heard someone call their period shark week and yes uhm i will be adopting that and using it!!! i really hope thats what you meant.

i hope you come out of the chapter and this series knowing that your time is coming, and until you have the privilege to feel it externally fortunately you have enough love in you to feel it when you read things that make you feel like the love is a little bit closer (does that make sense at all?)

<3 i hope you also have a comfy cozy sleep time <3 i need to get better at washing my pillow case, i try to do it every like 3-4 days and i am! failing at that! why do i get super soft thinking of bily jin always making sure that tae and the m/c have changed their pillow cases before they go to sleep, holding out his hand and changing them. even when they're too sleepy. maybe it's apart of their regimen because of course the m/c and tae need to have their hair taken care of 🥺 if they want healthy flowing locks then jinnie is gonna give it to them 😠

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dragons-and-magic · 2 months

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I'd be interested to hear about your dragon au! I've loved dragons longer than I've loved trains!

(In all honesty, though... I am poking around at writing a ttte dragon au as well, but if mine ends up being too similar to yours, I can change mine - I don't want to steal/copy your ideas in any way and I am so sorry if it might end up seeming like that at any point. I dont know - or really care to be honest - who came up with the idea first, I will just do my best not to copy your ideas)

Yay! That's great! Also, it's okay if you have one too! Even if it similar! That happens ALL the time in fandoms! It's all good!😁👍

So, let's see now. Where to start.

So the AU is called The Dragons Of Muffle Mountain. Or alternatively, Sodor Dragons. It's basically Thomas And The Magic Rail Road, mixed with Wings of Fire... And pretty much all the TTTE movies. Yeah, it's crazy.😂

The island of Sodor is a bit different than in the series. For starters, there's no humans there in this AU! The island of Sodor is a magical dragon sanctuary, created by Lady. And in this story her name is Lady Arcana, the Golden Dragon. She's the Dragon Spirit of Life! And her enemy is Lord Draavil. (Aka Diesel 10!) He was the Dragon Spirit of Death. But more on that later.

Anyways, Lady created a life source for the island that is very powerful and keeps the island hidden from humans via a thick ring of magic mist. The Gold Dust Spring! And one Dragon Clan took it up on themselves to guard it. The Gold Scale Clan. Which is the clan Thomas and his friends are from! All Gold Scale Dragons have shining gold on some part of their body. Like in this concept of Thomas here!

Once you join their clan, you get some gold coloration, signifying your connection with the spring and Lady. Thomas is actually a very special dragon because he is Lady's next Champion. Edward was the last one and he trains him in this story to fight a mysterious dark force that was prophesied to attack!

Other Characters from the series have clans too. The narrow gauge engines are a mountain clan, and the Godreds Castle crew have a clan too! And diesels have a clan as well. The Iron Hide Clan. They serve as the main antagonists for a good chunk of the story. (Especially Diesel. Who's a evil dragon sorcerer in this!)

So that's just the tip of the ice berg! I actually have WAY more story and lore than that. I've been working on this for a very long time. (Since I was literally a kid.🤣) So I have plenty to share! Also, since this is a dragon AU, some of the stories might be changed slightly to fit the continuity and theme better.

And that's it! I can't wait to see you dragon AU too! I'll bet it's awesome! Thanks for the ask!

#ttte #ttte thomas #ttte edward #thomas and the magic railroad #thomas ttte #Edward ttte #Lady ttte #ttte lady #ttte diesel 10 #ttte dragon au #My art #Asks #Diesel 10 ttte #thomas the tank engine #My first ask! Yay! :D

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lamonnaie · 8 months

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GMMTV 2024 Bingo

it's the eve of gmmtv 2024(.5) so perfect time for bingo. I made one for predictions and one for wishlist (there's plenty in the predictions that i'm rlly hoping for too, but i didn't want too many overlaps 😅).

credit to @icouldhyperfixatehim for the template! :)

Some thoughts about my cards because apparently i can't shut up:

I definitely think they have gl series planned for the near future but idk if they would announce them now given 23.5 hasn't even aired yet. The whole split announcement thing seems to be to gauge audience reception, so possibly gl in part 2 to ride off of 23.5? its in my bingo anyway

Winnysatang series is essentially confirmed and i don't think it's a high school series purely based on how much satang's been going to the gym lately lmao i mean it might just be his choice, but i choose to take anything and everything as hints 😌

I think most of us have seen the fk + p'new rumours which.. yeah 😬 (still not over what they did to between us <//3)

i want a fluke pusit + thor comeback because they were insane in the warp effect, but lbr that's not happening lol. But I've been seeing the Thor + fluke nattanon (from project alpha) stuff lately soooo 👀? i'm honestly kinda hyped for that too

saw whispers of jossgawin and i'm so on board actually (didn't think and still don't rlly think joss would do a bl so they might just be in the same project, but still, the rumours are rumouring)

random marcpawin revival in 2023 surely wasn't for nothing right? i think they're gonna be a side couple in a show again next year (same for aouboom who gmm has actually been trying to rlly launch for a couple years 🤞 will they ever get to pillar status? here's hoping because i rlly like them <3)

i know jojo doesn't have any projects in part 1 and a couple of the actors i mentioned aren't even in the lineup, but i can't be bothered figuring it out so i guess some of this will just extend to part 2 :)

i really wanna see neomark again as leads, but i don't actually think we're gonna get mark in a bl (or at least as a cp) in part 1. Markford was obviously very successful because of msp, but i think neomark has more longevity (although idk if mark would be put in a set cp like that). Definitely think gmm wants to gauge the response to neomark more as only friends finishes up.

loved joong in the warp effect and i think he should just kiss everyone (hence joong harem) (joong dating show perhaps) i never rlly got into any of joongdunk's shows although i do love them as a pair outside of the series, so i kinda wanna see both of them act with different people (gmm give me ponddunk pls)

honestly joongdunk could be rlly good if u take them out of the same goddamn uni plotline every time 😭😭

lbr gmm's totally gonna try to recreate msp/gem4th's success with a new rookie pair. i do think msp was lightning in a bottle, so will this reach the same status? not likely, but only time will tell.

guys ohmnani look so good together you don't understand (i know the bl won't actually happen for various reasons but just look at them 😩😩)

i don't rlly have a lot of predictions nor wishes regarding actual concepts because i am uncreative and unoriginal 👍 Overall i do want something more exciting/less tropey though.

Also can you tell I just wanna see ohm in every show ever hajskdj

#see not a single thing be correct tomorrow lol #gmmtv 2024

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gaymer-hag-stan · 1 year

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Fighting Games is a genre that I have always loved because they allow for unique player expression like no other genre. You get a wide selection of characters to choose from hailing from various different countries and practicing different styles of martial arts or even wielding melee weapons.

We've been lucky to have gotten tons of different games to choose from, and I have personally singled out the nine most vital franchises to the genre; the pillars of the fighting game community, if you will. Unfortunately, I only get ten options per poll, so games like Killer Instinct, Marvel vs. Capcom or Injustice have been left out. But that's why the tenth option has been left free of choice, as I'm sure that some of you will have the most obscure niche options in mind and will immediately comment "why is X not here" so there.

I'm also not deliberately ignoring Super Smash Bros., I just have traditional fighting games in mind and it's kinda not. But it's very much still a fighting game.

I'm also specifically talking about series of games and not one offs so that's why no Skullgirls and so on.

Anyway, at the end of the day vote for whatever you like, just don't bust my balls about "excluding" your fave 🤣

Really wish I could add:

A. More options

and

B. Images to the options to make them look prettier.

But overall I think polls have been a great addition. Good job @staff 👍😁👏

Here's a few general thoughts

I have a weird relationship with Mortal Kombat. My earliest memory of it must be some older kids next to my grandma's house playing MK4 and letting me watch them play for a while. Then I definitely remember the PS2 era games' covers and the video store, the dragon logo is so cool, but I never actually bothered to pick any of them. Until I got the 2011 game when I had a PS3. I liked it a lot, I kinda liked the story but I never understood the normies obsession with it? And here's a hot take; NRS stories are not that good, certainly not any better than any other fighting game like Tekken or SoulCalibur. The only key difference is that they have relatively good writing, while the rest of the major game, which are mostly Japanese, have cringey anime dialogue that absolutely does not fit the dramatic NRS storytelling everyone has been trying to copy post 2011. I wish they would straight up drop it and go back to having a decent, eight-level minimum arcade mode with character endings and stop trying to do what NRS does, because it's not that great to begin with. Anyway, I have since developed a love-hate relationship with it. I got both X and 11, and while both are objectively good games, with 11 FINALLY even making the characters look not ugly for the first time ever, but I think I've kind of moved on from MK. I don't have any attachment to the overall plot, I only mostly care about Mileena, Kitana and co., I mostly prefer 3D fighting games in general and I'm not that good at it so... Yeah. Still a fan series though, both the Reboot Trilogy as well as the, mostly underappreciated, PS2 trilogy.

I was born in 1997 and arcades weren't really a thing in Greece? I remember only having seen a Tekken 5 cabinet at a bowling alley in my entire life, so I never got to experience the "birth" of fighting games with Street Fighter, and Street Fighter itself was almost completely absent from the PS2, save for a few Alpha and SFII rereleases I think. So I finally got to play Street Fighter during the later years of it's fourth iteration when I got Ultra Street Fighter IV for the PS3. I was VERY frustrated at the beginning like, I was used to Tekken, DOA and SoulCalibur style gameplay, all of which are 3D but also combo-heavy games. Street Fighter was not that at all and I thought this made it a bad game. But I decided to give it a second chance with Street Fighter V. SFV is, perhaps notoriously, more simplified in both it's inputs as well as it's overall difficulty, so it helped me appreciate the series a lot more. Most of the characters no longer look ugly too (heavy emphasis on MOST) so that helped too. What's more, I can now actually play IV a lot better, and I even had money to spare to get Super Turbo II HD and Third Strike for the PS3, though I do struggle a bit with those too still, Third Strike in particular. Street Fighter X Tekken is also my guilty pleasure, don't @me. My only real issue is that I seem to be mostly interested in the "less regular" characters in the series like Elena or Poison or Laura which means that I have to find a new main in every single game and... I really don't care for most of the cast, especially the ones who seem to be featured on most of the games and never skip an entry.

I've been playing Tekken since I was 8 or 9 years old and got Tekken 5, the first fighting game I ever owned and I've been obsessed ever since. I love the gameplay because I feel like the four-limb system feels so natural, you know? If you press the X button you get a left kick, if you press the Δ button you get a right punch. It's so simple. Nina Williams is probably my favourite video game character ever, after Lara Croft, and I just really the series as a whole. It's also the only game I feel confident enough to play online atm.

For some reason I was always vaguely aware of The King of Fighters existence since around 2010-2011 but I never felt the desire to play it? Mai was added in Dead or Alive 5 however and I absolutely loved her. I played so much as her. But as far as picking up her own games... Well... KOFXIV looked like shit and I'd heard that XIII, and KOF in general, was very difficult so that was a bit off-putting. After falling out of love with MK however, I had to feel the gap. And along came KOFXV! I was still not completely sold, but I had money to spare and I got the game and I now love the series so much? Definitely my favourite 2D fighting game series. I wasted so many years gatekeeping myself out of playing the games but, honestly, while I sometimes buy things on impulse, the money I can spend on games is a very specific and limited amount so I always try to actually buy things that I will actually play and enjoy. XV is fun, but it turns out the "ugly" KOFXIV and the difficult XIII are even more fun! Shout-out to KOF for having an amazing cast of characters too. Even with Tekken which has been with me since childhood there are TONS of characters I straight up hate or just don't care about. KOF has over 90 characters and the ones I actually hate are probably fewer than Tekken's. This is certainly not a quantity over quality case (the yearly release for the first decade of the series was insane though, I don't know why they thought that was a good idea)

SoulCalibur is another series I loved since childhood but this one I didn't personally own until my late teens. A friend's uncle had a Dreamcast however, and when he would visit him in the summer he would bring it over and we would play SoulCalibur a lot! I have several reservations about Namco basing the series entire marketing on "who's the guest this time?" and later on the character creation. The sole focus should be on the characters themselves, because SoulCalibur has the most detailed and complex backstories in fighting games. Period. But because SoulCalibur has devolved into an overglorified character creator and the guests get the only media focus the game is gonna get during its promotional period, I feel like the brand itself has lost its mainstream appeal. SoulCalibur I is one of the best fighting games, and it has zero guests and no customization, other than being able to choose different weapons for each character. Have your guests by all means, I personally had tons of fun with Ezio and 2B, and Haohmaru even peaked my curiosity for Samurai Shodown, and customization can be fun too, but don't make it your main selling point. It has evidently not been working as well as Namco wants it to. Tekken and Mortal Kombat have guests and customization too, but they're not the games main selling point, they only help bring in additional fans.

Dead or Alive is the booby pervy game, sure, but it's also a great fighting game? The fast-paced gameplay is extremely fun and satisfying, most of the cast is actually pretty interesting, despite the sexy outfits and bikinis and beach volleyball, and whenever there's a new DOA in the market it it will always be the best-looking fighting game available at the time. There's no contest. I had tons of fun playing DOA2 as a kid and I had tons of fun playing DOA5 as an adult, because since DOA became Xbox-exclusive for a while, I never actually owned DOA3 or DOA4. I wish I could have had more fun with DOA6 too but the game is just... Soulless, and that's a shame. The fact that both DOA and SoulCalibur are unlikely to get sequels any time soon is also very heartbreaking.

I was way past my anime phase when I became aware of Guilty Gear's existence, so I was at first hesitant of checking it out. However, a chain of events led me to eventually get Rev 2. See, Haohmaru was a guest on SoulCalibur VI, and Baiken was a guest in Samurai Shodown and I guess you see where I'm going with is. This is why guests should absolutely not go away, but it is much better they remain actual (fighting) video game characters first and foremost and not stupid horror movie characters that haven't been relevant for decades (fuck every single MK12 guest, but especially RoboCop) Rev 2 is so much fun. It's still hard however, so I'm not yet ready to fully embrace Guilty Gear, but Strive looks more and more appealing each day is all I'm saying. Jack' O and I-No may have helped.

Virtua Fighter forever revolutionized the genre by moving things for the first time in the third dimension. I only had a VF4 demo as a kid and I was creeped out by having to fight Shun Di, a drunken old creepy guy, in a dark cave on a raft as Sarah so I never touched the series again until 5. The game is really fun and I will forever be grateful for it because it eventually lead to Tekken and DOA's creation, but while MK having a "good" story mode does not automatically make it a good game, Virtua Fighter having NO story mode, not even arcade endings, doesn't help it's case all that much either.

I've been contemplating trying out BlazBlue lately, Rachel, Taokaka and especially miss Litchi look really promising, but I'm trying to let the thought mature in my mind first rather than making an impulse purchase. I haven't played enough of any of its installments to have an opinion on it, but I know tons of people love it so it must have a few things going on for it, right?

Shout-out again to Samurai Shodown, I love the "fencing" aspect of its gameplay, but I'm just not as invested to it's cast as I am in KOF's yet. I've also always wanted to try out Darkstalkers but Capcom seems to be hellbent on wanting to make this franchise DIE. I don't understand why they don't at least start adding it's cast in Street Fighter as "permanent guests", in the same spirit as Final Fight characters keep on coming back. Morrigan is too good a character to be left to rot. I'd also love to try Killer Instinct, but it's another Xbox exclusive so RIP. Finally, I do own the first Injustice, but American comic book super heroes have always been morbidly boring to me (except Spiderman and Batman & co.) so, consequently, both Injustice and Marvel vs. Capcom are of no interest to me at all.

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