Typhlosions again, now with bonus Quilava and Cyndaquil! Their shapes are just SO satisfying to draw. Hope ya enjoy my more realistic take on these Pokemon :D
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I dont know if you done this already, but what about you logan x fem reader fic, where reader is the little sister of Charles xavier or Eric, and they keep their relationship secret, but then everyone finds out and readers brother gets really protective of her and has a talk with logan trying to scare him off but it doesn't work
.⋆。Worst Possible Decision。⋆.
Logan x plus size reader
How could Logan be stupid enough to fall for the little sister of an overprotective metal controlling mutant? As it turns out, very easily.
Warnings: angst, gunshots, burns/fire, fluff, protective!erik, descriptions of pain, reader is german but there’s no further description than vague references
WC: 2.7k
A/N: This went a little off of the request but I hope you still like it and I’m sorry for how long it took!
Minors DNI
Library- @hannibals-favourite-meal-library
She was too much like her brother in a lot of ways, but at the same time, they couldn’t be more different. Where Erik could command any room he walked into, she blended, finding a home in the shadows where she could be hidden. He exuded confidence and a suave attitude that could charm anyone. She was meek, shy but with a power bubbling under the surface that felt like an even bigger threat than any her brother could come up with.
Erik shot first and asked questions later, Y/N wouldn’t ask, she would get all the answers she needed with a single look and then dispose of the trash without so much as a flick of her wrist. While Erik controlled metal, Y/N controlled pain.
Logan met the brother and sister duo long before the mutants were fractured. He noted how beautiful she was, even when he only glanced at her through his peripheral vision. She was curvy, with a belly and plump thighs. He told them to go fuck themselves.
The next time she saw him, she was alone. She seemed lopsided without her brother beside her, incomplete. Logan saw the way her hackles raised when Charles screamed at him to leave, calling him a liar. He saw how she flinched when Erik was mentioned.
Wolverine knew what happened between them, the rift that hadn’t ever been healed, even after her death in the far future. He was stunned by her beauty then, finally seeing her in the flesh after so many years, alive and well. Logan pulled her to the side as soon as they were alone, embracing her. Y/N tried to push him off but when she felt his pain, the raw burning like his nerves were on fire, she wrapped her soft arms around him, easing him.
“Stay alive.” He told her. “Do whatever you have to, you have to live.” He pleaded before he was pulled back to the future but not without kissing her like it was the last time. He stole her breath away as he poured every ounce of love as he could into her lips.
When Logan strolled into the Manor many years after that kiss, Y/N stayed away from him. He was so much younger, so much more whole. She could see now the pieces of him that would break away over the years and it hurt her. She knew what was going to happen to him, what had happened to him. But he cornered her eventually.
“You seem to already know who I am.” She shivered when she heard his voice call out to her from the infirmary door.
“You made a very big impression on the school.” Her accent had long since disappeared, snuffed out by the need to be hidden, to be safe. She didn’t look at him, instead concentrating on cataloguing the new medical supplies that had been delivered the day before.
The mutant huffed, clearly not content with her answer. “You avoid me like the plague while everyone else is indifferent.” Her eyes flicked up to him briefly.
“Maybe I have decided that I already don’t like you. You did threaten to abandon a young mutant on the side of the road.” He scoffed at the mention of Rogue.
“She had it comin’.” He shrugged. “So what is it exactly that you do?” His large body lounged against the one hospital bed in the room. She couldn’t help but glance up at him. He was physically older, slight grey in his sideburns, more lines on his face but his eyes weren’t as sad, the deep brown swirling with emotions he was trying desperately to tamp down but hadn’t learned how yet.
He was still incredibly handsome though. He walked with a confidence that came from youth, that blind faith in himself and his strength that made him cocky and untouchable. Y/N turned away. “I’m the school’s nurse, I thought that was pretty obvious, given I’m in the infirmary.”
Logan grunted, crossing his thick arms over his chest, holding a beer bottle between two of his fingers. “I was talkin about yer power, bub.” That made her smile, the corner of her lips turning up. She wouldn’t admit it out loud but she missed his attitude.
“I control pain. It’s useful.” She shrugs off the question with a half answer. She picked up the last of the supplies on the infirmary bed, making a note on her clipboard before putting them away.
She heard him huff and a silence settled over the room but it was not awkward or uncomfortable, it was just… silence. The beer in his bottle swished as he gulped down the last of the brew. The supply closet’s door swung shut with a creak and she chanced another look at the man.
She couldn’t ignore the way his muscles bulged so she forced herself to turn away. It would do her no good to get involved with him in any capacity, even if her heart screamed for him. Logan took the hint, leaving the infirmary with a grumble and a glance back at her.
It was impossible to completely avoid someone like Logan, even in a school as large as the academy. He seemed to appear in moments when her guard was down, lurking in the corner of her vision like a ghost. His blue eyes locked onto her whenever they would be in the same room, both undressing her and observing her with some morbid fascination.
But no matter how hard she tried, her lips still ached from that kiss all those years ago and her heart burned to know what would become of them in the future.
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“You seem awfully close with the professor.” The manor was silent, a much needed reprieve after the long day of classes in Logan’s case and lots of skinned knees in Y/N’s. An ancient record player crooned in the corner of the huge sitting room, bathing its two occupants in pleasant song which was quickly becoming more of a lullaby. The older mutant sat on one end of the couch with his companion lying across the rest, a thick book propped up on her chest and her sock-clad feet dangerously close to his lap.
She let the statement sink in for a moment as Logan took another sip from his glass of bourbon he had pilfered from Charles’s not-so-well hidden stash. “Are you asking me something or just talking out loud?” He rolled his eyes.
“What do you think darlin’?” He snapped but his usual condescending tone was replaced with a sarcastic tilt to his voice. Her lips quirked up and she shut her book, letting it rest on her sternum as she met his gaze.
“Yes, Charles and I are very close. I’m the same way with Hank and Alex, we’ve all been here since the beginning.” She knew her answer was one that was far more simple than he would’ve liked but she wouldn’t give him the full story unless he asked.
Logan dropped his left hand from where it had been resting upon his chest onto his meaty thigh, the edge of his palm now just grazing the tip of her fuzzy socks. “Are you fucking him?” The question was so unexpected that Y/N choked on her own spit. She shot up as she coughed, tucking her legs beneath her. Too caught up in catching her breath, she missed the way his eyes dulled at the loss of her closeness.
“Scheiße.” The German naturally slipped from her lips and she thumped her chest with a closed fist. “God no! Having a telepath as a friend is bad enough, I could never imagine dating one.” He smirked, letting out a pleased chuff.
“So…” He prompted. Y/N leaned back into the couch. They now sat side-by-side and Logan was able to study her profile as she eased the drink from his hand, finishing it off in one gulp.
Her face was solemn, haunted by something he couldn’t quite place, even in his many decades of life. She looked as if she were in mourning. “I traded one overprotective brother for another.”
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Logan’s legs ached as he ran, the smoke from the fires that raged around him singed his senses. Flames licked up the sides of the manor as gunshots still echoed across the fields, even if the fighting had already stopped. They had come in the dead of night, guns and torches lighting their way.
The school had always been a risk, especially being so close to town. But young mutants needed a place to go. It was inevitable that those who hated them would try to run them out, they all thought they had more time.
It was her voice that pulled Logan from his retreat. Laced with tears, she was comforting one of the older students as he nursed a severe burn to his arm. They were laid out in the grass which was still damp from the early morning dew. Y/N cupped his face with glowing hands and Logan could clearly see the pain that rippled through her.
More students gathered around them, each with an injury of their own, each begging for some kind of relief. Exhaustion painted her face as her body wound tight with agony. The ground shook as Logan dropped to his knees next to her.
“Give me their pain.” She was withering away right before his eyes, driven only by a need to protect, to give the children comfort in the only way she knew how. She shook her head and instead moved to a girl who was no older than 13. A flesh wound cut across her leg, the edges of the wound burned with residual gunpowder.
A sob escaped Y/N’s lips as she took the girl’s pain and Logan watched as the woman began to wither away. She was killing herself.
“Give me their fucking pain.” He yanked her hands away from the girl and laid them on his broad chest. She thrashed in his hold in an attempt to pull away but he wouldn’t budge.
Her eyes met his and she froze. This was the moment that he had warned her about so many years before, a premonition that he would never remember. But to give her pain, her gift, to someone else, she couldn’t even fathom it. “Please.” He begged, squeezing her hands in his own. She was weakening, she doubted she could stop him even if she tried.
Logan felt like he was burning alive as gunshots ripped through his arms and legs. And yet he smiled at her and in that moment, something shifted between them. “That’s it doll face.” Heat rushed to her cheeks and it wasn’t because of the fire that still blazed behind them.
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The sounds of power tools and hammers were almost constant nowadays as the mutants worked together to rebuild the crumbling school. Y/N strolled happily through the halls, the walls still blackened from the fire. The students were gone, taken home by their families or sent to safe houses around the country, leaving only a few teachers who wanted to lend a hand.
“They’re working quite quickly.” Charles noted from his place where the greenhouse used to sit. A handful of people, including Logan, Hank, Alex and Rogue among others were steadily building a large room across the way- a brand new library.
Y/N chuckled as she handed him a cup of lemonade. “They have a goal to achieve. This school is important to all of us.” He grinned slyly at his long time friend.
“I’m sure one of them has another motivation for working so hard.” His blue eyes flicked to the love bite that peaked from her collar.
“Shut up.” She muttered with a kick to his wheelchair, Charles laughed under his breath as she walked away to the man responsible for her tender steps and slight limp. As much as Charles loved to tease, he loved even more that she was smiling again and the pain that always seemed to radiate from her mind was now a dull ache that was easily chased away by the touch of her lover.
As soon as she was near enough, Logan abandoned his work, his full attention turned to her. Her laugh carried through the summer breeze like a bird song as he wrapped her up in his arms, lathering her face in kisses. The others rolled their eyes and continued their work as the couple embraced.
“I see my absence was not missed.” Erik’s cool tone froze Charles’s blood.
Rage rolled off the mutant in waves as he glared at the man who was all over his precious sister. His knuckles turned pale and Charles could almost hear the way his muscles tensed. “Erik, what a surprise. I thought you were still on the run.” He looked up at his old friend though he almost didn’t recognise him. His eyes were so much older, his soul so much darker but yet, it was still him.
Y/N had yet to notice her brother, too wrapped up in the arms of her lover but as she pressed another kiss to his cheek, Erik’s anger mounted. He knew what Logan was, knew exactly what pain he was capable of inflicting. “How long?” He growled.
“A couple months though I suspect that Logan had been pining for her since the moment he met her.” Perhaps it was optimistic of Charles to divulge details of their relationship to Erik, but he was a romantic at heart. “Logan saved her life, Erik.”
Her laughter did nothing to ease the furrow in his brow but the way that Logan grabbed at her ample backside absolutely did something.
“Logan?” Y/N asked curiously as the man in her arms suddenly froze and his eyes widened almost comically. “Are you ok?” She cupped his cheek and pain unlike anything she had ever imagined rocketed through her veins. Her bones felt like they were twisting in upon themselves, severing nerves and destroying her body from the inside out. She could feel Logan’s flesh move unnaturally as she pulled him closer to her.
“Logan!” Her hands pressed harder into his jaw in an attempt to steal the violent sensation from him but still, his chest echoed with his suffering.
“Erik enough!” Her head whipped around, as did the attentions of all the other mutants gathered around. The fury in his eyes was like nothing she had seen before, as if he was looking at a roach he had crushed under his boot. His knuckles paled with the force of his power.
A howl of pain escaped Logan’s lips, finally breaking Y/N from her trance. “Release him or I’ll fucking break you.” She snarled and for just a moment, Erik faltered.
His hold wavered briefly but it was enough for Charles to grab his wrist and completely break his focus. “This is beyond childish.” He scolded as Y/N pulled her partner behind her but her deadly glare remained firmly on her brother. Erik didn’t bother to respond, instead his shoulders dropped in surrender and Logan collapsed, the pain finally dissipating.
There was a flurry of movement as she fell to her knees and the others rushed to make sure they were alright. “She’s happy, she’s safe. Leave it alone.” But Erik ignored his friend. His Y/N was gone and perhaps she had been for years. This woman that threatened him when he hurt a boy, as he had done dozens of times in the past with no fight from her, was not the girl he grew up with.
She stood up straight all on her own. She didn’t need Erik to balance her nor Logan to push her up, perhaps that’s why her brother slipped out in the dead of night, leaving behind the one thing that kept him tethered to his humanity. Y/N would awaken the next morning in the protective hold of the man she loved and find a single coin, rusted with age and stained with dried blood on her nightstand. She knew that she would not hear from him again, Erik was dead, only Magneto remained.
The worst decision indeed.
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Round 5 - Catholic Character Tournament
Propaganda below ⬇️
Sister Michael
She drives a DeLorean. She does judo on Fridays. She likes a good statue and despises the French. Her full nun name is Sister George Michael, after the guy from Wham!. She is the fiercest nun you’ll ever come across and, if you’re attending Lady Immaculate College, she’s the woman in charge. So whatever you do, if you’re feeling anxious or worried or just need a chat: don’t come crying to her.
joined the nunnery for the free accommodation?
she does love a good statue it has to be said
She is the headmistress of a catholic school <3
sister michael so reminds me of the nuns who taught me. they're tough and sometimes a little harsher than a woman who dedicated her life to god should be but they're also wonderful people. i had a nun teacher who was 60 years old and would do handstands. another nun (also in her 60s) told me god was nonbinary. another was really mean and made me cry. (so did the handstand nun.) while the catholic girls school is The Catholic Experience, the school wouldn't have been the same for me or the derry girls without at least one nun who seemed to have sprung up out of the ground fully formed, ageless.
Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler Propaganda:
good lord where do i start. in the animated series he converts logan to catholisism and then fucks off basically thats the main thing he did there. i think one time they tried to make him a demon to explain how he looked but everyone hated that. he sold his soul one time to help his friends out after he died. he and logan have a weird little gay thing. he was a priest one time but he was made a priest by a fake bishop from a religion that hates mutants iirc so he just wasnt a priest. like 3 people have written him in a way i like and one of those is my friend just talking about how they view him.
wow marvel loves making catholic characters dress/look like demons
Kurt is a mutant who was born to mystique who looks a LOT like a devil (technically is half one but that cannon truth isn’t real go back to bed), his mother dropped him off a cliff when he was born and he was picked up by a Romani group/circus (fuck old comics man) however he then narrowly escaped being sold to a freak show and found himself in a small German town. There he met a kind priest, who showed him God, and he quickly grew attached to the idea- However, it wasn’t long before people began labeling him a demon and soon the whole town was against him with pitchforks and fire. Cornered and injured, Kurt thought this might be the end for him- maybe he would see heaven so long after finding it- but he was then saved by Charles Xavier who invited him to the X-Men. AND ITS BEEN SO MANY YEARS AND HE HAS BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH THERE. SO MUCH. SO GOD DAMN MUCH. BUT THE MOST AAAA THING TO ME CONCERNING HIS FAITH HE WHEN HE LITERALLY DIED AND WENT TO HEAVEN BUT THEN BECAUSE OF DRAMA WITH HIS FATHER HAD TO BRING HIS FRIENDS IN WITH HIM FROM THE BEYOND. THEN WITH ALOT OF TROUBLE THEY FOUGHT HIS FATHER AND THE ONLY WAY KURT SAW TO STOP HIM WAS IN A MOVE THAT STRIPPED THEM BOTH OF THEIR SOULS AND PUT THEM BACK ON EARTH. SO KURT CANONICALLY HAS NOW LOST HIS ABILITY FOR ETERNAL PEACE, LOST HIS VERY SOUL, TO SAVE PEOPLE- AND ALSO TOLD NO ONE NOT EVEN HIS GAY LOVER WOLVERINE.
Nightcrawler is a mutant vigilante who looks like a classical demon. He can’t even go to church without people panicking and trying to exorcize him. Despite it all, he’s so full of faith and hope and compassion, and he wants to believe the best of everyone. Also, he’s bffs with an extremely angry Jewish sword lesbian. That has nothing to do with anything, but it’s important to me that you all know that.
What if you were a devout christian and literally looked like the devil? He nearly became the pope, which was a plot by some supervillains that also involved faking a rapture? There is nothing like comics I swear to god.
A catholic who is half demon I don’t think I can better explain a struggle than that. But his character is so relatable to people who feel unwelcome with their congregation because of something that is a part of them but still feeling a connection to the faith. Kurt actively engaged in his faith and shares how his faith helps him through all the things he has faced in life and how he found a home with those of the church who leave the judging to God.
so they made kurt a priest briefly before deciding to retcon it, resulting in nightcrawler actually being part of a plan by villains to promote him to pope then reveal to the world that the pope is a demon. wild.
I have a side blog and a tattoo about him and i really really want him to win
Wisecracking devil-appearing devout Catholic with the Best superpower (teleportation)? HECK YES
German Catholic circus acrobat who looks like a demon & can teleport through a hellish alternate dimension with a puff of sulfur. Character of all time.
hes catholic and his dad is the devil. what could be funnier than that. also hes my silly little guy.
Nightcrawler is the world’s most fun catholic priest. I first was introduced to this kindhearted teleporting acrobat while he saved a boat full of stowaway refugees from inter dimensional pirates with swashbuckling gusto!
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Jealous Jack at the umich football game. A bunch of college guys are obsessing over the reader and Jack can’t take it anymore.
Fucking Loser
Jack Hughes x reader
Note: Okay bare with me on this one, I only slightly know football as I’m only starting to get into it, and by starting I mean I absolutely have no idea what’s going on and I just find one player so sexy I want him.
Warnings: jealousy, Weird drunk guys that can’t handle the word ‘no’, sexual assault mention, older man being creepy to a 20 year old, underage drinking, cursing
Jack invited me to go to the Wolverines home opener football game with him and his brothers, what he didn’t tell me was I had to sit with the crowd as they only had 3 field passes.
I came to this hoping I was gonna spend time with my boyfriend before his season started with the devils and he has to travel a ton for away games, but no, here I am in the crowd surrounded by a couple of horny guys who can’t keep their hands off me.
“Can you PLEASE for the love of God stop FUCKING TOUCHING ME!” I yell at the 2 guys either side of me, the stadium wasn’t too loud at that point so a bunch of people heard and it got the attention of Jack and his brothers, Luke and Quinn, making them come to the bleachers where we were.
“What’s going on here, why the fuck are you touching my girl when she’s asked you to fucking stop!” Jack said clearly angry with the two losers.
“We were just trying to get her grumpy ass into the spirit. Maybe you shouldn’t have left her alone here. Then maybe nothing would’ve happened.” One of the guys said.
Jacks face turned red and he was about to yell at him until Luke butted in.
“You have way too much confidence for a guy in his 8th year of college just so you can still be part of a team nobody cares about. You’re not going pro, give up on that. It’s never going to happen. You’re gonna have to leave college and get a normal job one day. Nobody’s gonna remember you, and if they do, don’t make them remember you as the loser who can’t listen to when a girl says no and assaults her. You’re almost 30, fucking act like it. How am I 10 years younger than you yet I even know better than that.”
The weirdo looked absolutely flabbergasted at what Luke said and just huffed off and walked away.
“Remind me to never leave your side, ever. I was so fucking stupid leaving you here with a bunch of FOOTBALL fans. Literally the worst breed of people.“ Jack said and started saying other shit about how stupid he is.
“Okay jack, shut the fuck up. I still love you. I will always love you. Yes I’d rather you have stayed with me, or found a way to get me another field pass. But now it’s in the past, he’s gone. His friends gone. We can either enjoy the rest of the game or we can go back to the house and relax by the lake, maybe even force Quinn to go on a relaxing boat ride to calm down after this.”
Jsck just nodded and grabbed my hand before we left with Quinn. (Luke stayed back because he was hanging out with his ex-teammates after the game)
We went out on the boat Jack and I had some coolers that he bought on our way home (even though I’m not legal for another month) and we spent the rest of the day relaxing until Luke and a hoard of college boys took over the backyard and started a fire.
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i absolutely love your könig drabbles, i can’t help but keep rereading them over and over- hes just so mysterious 🤤
if you’re feeling in the mood to write for him some more- i’ve got a cute little trope. though i LOVE könig saving the reader every chance he gets, id like to get the chance to see her save his ass for once. maybe while he’s distracted with something/someone else, someone comes up from behind and the reader shoots their ass or sum. idrk how missions in cod work- never played it, but i wouldn’t want the person to be from either of their teams (don’t want to kill her own team + doesn’t make sense for his ally to hurt him)
If you don’t like that idea, any scenario of her saving him and he be like “SO U DO LIKE ME!!!” would make my year honestly
+ no pressure to write it ofc !
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König x 'Maus' Reader
(Part 5 of "Little Mouse" Series)
Word Count: 1.5k
Rating: Teen and up
Tags: Enemies to lovers, Slow burn, Dark König, Reluctant allies, Lying to your team on behalf of your enemy boyfriend, Sniper! Reader, Female Reader
Warnings: Mentions of human trafficking
A/N: Just a small chapter/scene to tide everyone over before a longer next chapter!
You see the AQ fighter before he does.
Price has you on the backburner this mission- relegated to suppressive fire only as the rest of the team infiltrates the AQ warehouse where the cell is supposedly hiding human trafficking victims. It’s a clean house job. Get in, get out, lead the hostages to safety. Out of all the missions the 141 has done together, this is fairly tame.
So you perch from your spot atop a building 2 blocks away that overlooks the warehouse, exposed arms being baked by the Crimean sun, sweat beading along your neck. Here, high in the sky, you can see every move, every flutter, every step. Your finger taps along your weapon, and with every heartbeat you feel your blood thrum like a familiar staccato in your chest.
Yet the second you set up your sniper nest you had felt it, a prickle of awareness at the back of your senses. Like eyes watching you from the dark, it had bored along your back, creeping up your spine and setting goosebumps trilling across your flesh. Like a fox in a twilight grove, the wind ripples across your nape, and it carries the scent of something all too familiar, something forbidden, dangerous. You know the sensation well enough by now, know exactly what it means.
You aren’t alone.
You tell Price as much. You don’t have any evidence to go off of, but you trust your instincts. They’ve yet to fail you, and neither has he. You trust your captain wholeheartedly, his years of leadership and experience weighing down across his scarred shoulders and burdening him with the gravity that comes with duty.
So you listen when his voice echoes softly in the comms, concealed from the hostiles that lurk just beyond in the courtyard.
“Eyes open.” He tells you sternly, voice muted into his mic. “The second you see anything off you RV with us, clear?”
Clear.
You’re instructed to stay where you are, to not betray your position and be the perfectly little still mouse you are, not moving a single muscle. So you do, tracing the group as they make their way through the back gate of the warehouse single file, weapons ready.
Under his instruction you down the three fighters standing near the entryway, their bodies slumping limply to the ground but caught and dragged off before their comrades are any the wiser.
You watch as Price and the others rally behind a door leading inside, faces grim and eyes sparking with determination.
Then, movement.
About a hundred feet away where they can’t see. A flash of gray and green in the dying afternoon sun, his massive form carefully concealed behind a corner. Watching, observing, but not interfering.
It’s him.
König.
By the time you switch your comms back on though the group has breached the warehouse, and your radio is filled with barked orders and rapid gunfire that drowns out your voice when you attempt to speak.
“Price? Price, how copy?”
The captain doesn’t respond.
All the while König creeps closer, staying in the slanted shadows of the building. Form coiled, he seems for all the world like a wolverine, muscles rippling and claws outstretched. The metal of his bracers flicker like fangs in the sun, bared and dripping threats. The static of your radio feels for all the world like a grinding growl that echoes deep into your own chest, a warning that’s come far too late.
They don’t know he’s there.
Your voice shakes now as you try to contact the boys, but the radio crackles with echoing gunfire and the static aftershock of a frag grenade. You can hear the screams of the hostages now, rising and pitching high to the wind. Gaz barks rapidly in Arabic, and his voice overlaps your wavering tone that they don’t seem to hear.
So instead you level your scope at him, at this man who is your enemy despite the fact he’s saved your life more times than you care to remember. There, in the crosshairs, you see the details of him, of his hood streaked with bleach tears, the whites of his eyes behind the coal dark stain, the planes of his shoulders as he turns away from you. He’s armed, just with a knife that glints in the dying light.
You’ve seen it before, seen it drip red onto the cracked, dry earth as one of his comrades gurgled wetly at his feet, dead by his hand. He had tried to hurt you, but it had not been you that had killed him. Even now you can remember that hood, the fabric shifting as he had turned for you- reached out to where your hand hovered over your radio.
Don’t.
He hadn’t hurt you, and yet-
It would only take a single shot.
All this time you’ve been chasing each other. He’s tried to kill the others, nearly succeeded in killing Gaz. He’s pursued you, only to let you go. It’s a dangerous, imbalanced game of cat and mouse where he stalks your nighttime dreams, only to appear in daylight with stunning clarity. He’s taken you, has rescued you, has watched you from the shadows, has touched you, let his hand feel your racing heartbeat. He’s your enemy. He’s your fascination. He could kill you. He’s saved you.
He could be dead by your hand if you just…
You blink, and there’s movement behind him.
An AQ fighter who limps from a side door, escaping the chaos inside. Smoke trails after him, evidence of one of Soap’s thrown grenades. He turns as he coughs and splutters, clutching a wound on his thigh. Then he spots König, and in his hand you see the flash of a muzzle.
König stops, begins to turn.
The man takes aim with trembling hands.
You fire.
The round forces the air from your lungs, shot as you sucked in a gasp and hissing as it escapes. Like a crack of thunder it rings out against the sky, deafening the world and leaving an unsettled stillness in its wake. Almost instantly the head of the AQ fighter erupts in a grotesque spume of red, and his body tilts backwards, off balance, before he slumps at König’s feet.
He stills.
It takes König a moment to register what just happened. You can see his head tilt down to the fighter’s corpse, entire body drawn taut like a bow as he watches scarlet pool at his boots. Yet faster than you anticipated his eyes flash, turn to seek you like a homing missile, eyes wide and searching. They settle on you, perched one hundred meters away at the top of an empty building, stomach flat against the rooftop where rubble digs into your skin.
You look past your scope to where he stands, hands clenched at his sides, eyes bright, shoulder stiff and coiled. He doesn’t move from where he stands, doesn’t even flinch.
You could kill him.
He’s wide open.
Yet then König tilts his head at you, blinking slowly like a lazy cat in the sun. It’s as if he realizes exactly where he is, how a single pull of the trigger could end him where he stands. A sensible soldier would dive for cover, would raise his own weapon and fire back to buy time for an escape.
König does neither.
Instead he raises the hand not holding his blade to his face, lets his fingers graze his chin before lowering his open palm in front of him. It feels like a gesture, an entreaty, one offered to you with something akin to reverence. You recognize the hand signal instantly.
Thank you.
You blink, lips parting in wonder, and all at once the air in your chest feels too warm, too light, unfurling like a delicate, pale thing with soft downy wings.
“Rookie.” Price barks in your ear, and you flinch at his sudden voice. “How are we looking? ready for ex-fil?”
You pause, hand hovering over your comms. König sees the gesture from where he stands, all the way below. Even though he pauses for a moment, he eventually locks eyes with you, nods once-
And vanishes back into the shadows.
“Rookie, how copy?”
“Clear.” You tell your captain, even if you don’t believe your own voice, shaking as it is. “One straggler on the south side of the building, eliminated. Your route is clear.”
“Copy that.”
Yet then Price pauses, the comms crackling with wordless chatter beyond him as Gaz and the others sort the hostages, until at last his voice resumes.
“Did you see him?”
The warm air in your chest feels caught, stifled. Yet when you look all you see is shadows, and even the aftereffect seems to have evaporated, as if he was never there at all.
“No.” You reply softly, and the lie tastes sour on your lips.
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Surprise - Adam Fantilli
We're Having a Baby
warnings : 18+, teen pregnancy, cursing, smut
Adam was the most supportive boy you had ever met even in his busiest or stressful times. But what would he think about this, what would he say, how would he react? These thoughts raced through your head as you sat in Adam and your ensuite bathroom. Looking between the tests in your hand and the symptoms you had jotted down in your notes app, you knew this wasn’t a false positive.
3 weeks earlier
Feeling Adam wrap his arms around you after winning the Hobey Baker Award, you feel more in love. Adam had always said he would be with you no matter where his life took him or what it took to be with you. These past few months really proved that, and seeing his emotions come out as he looked through the crowd giving his speech, you knew you wouldn’t want it any other way.
The night was magical, surrounded by all of your friends that had become family. You hadn’t left Adam’s side and he hadn’t left yours. As the night slowed and people began to disperse, Adam and you were left outside with only your closest of friends around a fire. Sitting on Adam’s lap he rubbed his hand up and down your thigh as you leaned your head closer and closer into his neck. Picking your head up you whispered into his ear “can’t we go inside yet, y’know celebrate your big day?” As he blushed from your words he moved his hands to your waist signaling for you to stand up. Rising from your seat you both said your goodnights and walked inside.
As Adam shut your bedroom door behind him, he looked you up and down. Rolling his eyes as you walked to his dresser to get a big t-shirt he spoke, “God, y/n, I just want to get that dress off of you already.” Walking back to him, you slowly pull one of the straps down over your shoulders whispering to him, “I've been waiting to get all of this off of you all day.” Pulling you in at the hips Adam pushed his lips into yours, placing his hands on your ass. As the kiss became more heated, you wrapped your arms around his neck. Pulling away you lifted his shirt off over his head, throwing it behind you. Sighing, he picked you up at your ass and walked you to your bed. Throwing you back, he climbed on top of you, pulling your dress down.
Undoing his belt, you kissed his lips faster and faster, urging the night to continue. As you pulled his pants off, he unclasped your bra, taking one of your breasts into his hands. You pulled him down closer into you, begging him for more. As he pulled your panties down, you pulled his boxers, off fully feeling his hardness. Moans and uncontrollable breaths left both of your lips as he slipped into you effortlessly. Running his hands up and down your sides, he found a comfortable position on your hips. Pulling at the hairs at the nape of his neck, you moaned breathlessly, “Adam, please, please don’t stop.” Your begging pushed him closer to his high. Letting out breathless words, he reminded you, “Only for you, y/n.” With that, he thrusted into you harder and your hands moved to grip the sheets. Approaching your high, you looked up to Adam; “ba- bbbe, oh my, oh my God, I’m gonna cum, Aadaam please.” Dropping closer into you, Adam hit his high at the same time, “Oh my God, y/n, you’re fucking amazing.”
Pulling out of you, he rolled over and pulled you into him. Breathing him in, you reminded him how much you loved him; “Ads, you're my most favorite wolverine. You make me so proud watching you live your dream.” Planting a kiss to your forehead, he spoke gently, “You’re my dream, and one day, I'll make you my wife.”
Current Day
After remembering that day, you knew what happened. Adam couldn’t wait to get you out of your dress and you couldn’t wait to get Adam out of his–well–everything. You both were so ready to feel each other that you couldn’t wait to use protection. That wasn’t the first time that had happened, but it was the first time Adam hadn’t pulled out in time. You both wanted a family with each other, but, right now with Adam’s career just taking off?
Pulling yourself together, you walked out into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water. Sitting down on the couch, you mindlessly scrolled through your phone, waiting for Adam to get home. He had gone out with a few of the guys, but that was almost 3 hours ago. As your nerves took over, you sent Adam a text:
to - adam🤍🏒
hey babe when are you gonna be back i need to talk to you
to - y/n😍
hey lovie girl everything ok? be back in like 10
to - adam🤍🏒
ehh its ok just need to talk
to - y/n😍
ok?? literally around the corner
Hearing the door close, you look up from your phone to see Adam. Your nerves immediately take over, and you jump from your spot on the couch and rush towards Adam. Before he could get a word out or even take his shoes off, you began crying. Without hesitation, Adam pulled you into his arms, questioning, “Lovie, hey hey, look baby what's wrong?” Pushing yourself closer into his chest, you let out a sob, “Adam…I–” you weren’t able to get out the sentence as your tears flowed. Adam ran his hands through your hair as he stood, holding you helplessly. Moving his hands from your hair to your face, he pulled you to look at him, “Come here, lay on the couch with me; you’re okay, it's okay, I’m right here, baby.”
As you settled on the couch, laying on Adam’s chest, your breathing evened out, and your tears became more controllable. Cupping your cheek, he moved his thumb to wipe away the few tears still falling. Turning your head, you looked up at Adam, giving him a light smile. Returning the smile, he questioned, “y/n what happened? What was all that? Are you sure everything is okay?” Sitting up next to him, you looked away, towards your room. “Adam, I don’t know.” Looking back at him, he sat up with a questioning look. Looking him in the eye, you began to tear up again, “Adam, remember the night you won the Hobey Baker?” Furrowing his eyebrows, he nodded his head, “Of course I remember that night. How could I even begin to forget?” Yous hook your head, “No, Ads, like that night. When we had sex.” He nodded again, “y/n I remember it all; I would not forget that.”
Sniffling, you blinked back tears. You grabbed his hands and stepped off the couch. Without question, he followed you back towards your bedroom. Walking into your bedroom, you dropped Adam’s hand and turned to look at him, finally letting your tears fall again. As you walked back into the bathroom, Adam stood in his place, waiting for you to come back. As you came back, he reached for you, worried, but you pulled away. Wiping off tears, you began, “Adam, I love you more than anything in this world, and I don’t ever want to be without you.” Stopping you, Adam spoke, “y/n I love you, too, baby, and I promise you’re never going to be without me.” As he reached his hand out for yours, you spoke again, “Adam, please let me finish.” Nodding his head, you went on, “that night, we didn’t use protection and you - you didn’t pull out.” Taking the test out of your pocket, you handed them to him, “Adam, I’m pregnant, and I don’t know what to do. Your career is just about to start, and we’re only 19; there’s no way we can do this.” Tears began to fall faster from your eyes, and Adam’s eyes began to water. “Adam, I love you, and I don’t want to lose you, but we are so young, and you have your entire career ahead of you, and I…” You let out a sob, and Adam pulled you into a hug. Keeping you close to his chest, Adam spoke, “y/n I could never not love you, and I would put the entire world on hold for you. And, hey, who cares if we are young? It’s our life, not their’s.”
Looking up into his eyes, you smiled softly, “Adam, you’re my person, there’s no one else.” Placing a soft kiss to your forehead, Adam pulled you in closer, “How the hell am I going to be a dad? How are we going to tell the world, my brother, fuck my parents?” Pulling away to look at him, you laugh, “Babe how the fuck am I supposed to know? We’ll be good, though, because we have each other.”
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what if the reader was out and playing volleyball or smth with her friends and some of the guys come up and ask if they wanna be in their BeReal (idk i feel like someone would have it) and they hit it off after?? with whoever bc there are too many of em
“we really gotta come here more often”
luke hughes x reader
sorry this took me so long, i’ve been really busy!! but keep sending requests!! <3 and idk if you wanted a romance out of this or just a friendship type of thing, so i decided to kinda combine the both?? i hate this so much tbh but i had no idea what to write i’m so sorry omg
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you and your best friend, abby, decided to convince your families to rent a house on the lake for the summer. you guys have been best friends since kindergarten, so of course your families vacation together almost every summer, so convincing them was easy. you guys live in the middle of michigan, so the drive to the rental house wasn’t much more than two hours.
when you arrive at the house, you both rush to unpack your things in your shared bedroom. you guys do a quick look around the house, before noticing how nice it is outside. you change out of comfy car clothes into shorts and tank tops, and go outside in the front yard. you begin to pass the volleyball back and forth. while talking about almost anything. suddenly as you’re setting the ball, someone with a slightly high pitched, yet still manly, voice calls out to you both.
“hey! excuse me?” the boy says. you turn your head to see two boys coming your way. you instantly notice how attractive they both are, but the one speaking especially catches your eye. you place the volleyball in between your arm and side, and smile at the boys.
“how may we be of service?” you joke, making the boy chuckle a little.
“do you guys mind taking our bereal? we have no one to take it” the other boy asks awkwardly, as he extends his phone out for you to take.
“couldn’t one of you just take it?” you laugh, grabbing his phone from him. you and abby pose for the camera before putting the camera in front of the boys. once the bereal finishes, you ask them to take yours, unaware the notification went off until they brought it up. they take yours, and you all get your bereals done and out of the way.
“i’m luke, this is ethan.” the boy who caught your eye earlier says.
“nice to meet you! i’m y/n, and this is abby” you say introducing yourself back.
“do you guys live here? i’ve never seen you guys before. my parents live two doors down, in that house there” the boy says, pointing to a brown house not too far away.
“we’re renting this house for the summer! are you guys brothers?” you ask.
“nope, we go to university of michigan together! what about you? are you guys siblings?” ethan says.
“no, we’re best friends. we just graduated highschool actually. we’re both going to michigan state” abby says.
“ooh yikes, one of our rival schools. i guess we won’t be able to hang out with you guys..” luke jokes, making you roll your eyes playfully as you’re well aware of the spartans versus wolverines rivalry. you four begin to chat, but eventually break off into separate conversations. you and luke begin to get to know each other a little better, as do abby and ethan. a few minutes later your mom calls you both in for dinner.
“before you guys go, i have a fire pit in my backyard. do you guys maybe wanna come over later and hang out? we could make s’mores or something?” luke offers.
“that sounds so fun! i’d love to! what about you abs, wanna go?” you ask your best friend. “of course! we’ll see you both later.” abby smiles, as you guys turn around.
“wait! can we get your guys’ snaps? gotta text you when to come over of course” luke says shyly.
“of course!” you say, as you all four pull out your phones to exchange socials. you and abby excuse yourselves and head inside for dinner. “we really gotta come here more often!” abby exclaims, making you laugh and nod your head in agreement.
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you guys spent the entire summer with luke and ethan, wether it was on the hughes’ boat, or even going grocery shopping with them. the entire summer was spent with the boys, and it was all documented through bereals.
of course you and luke continued to get closer throughout the summer, and even going into the school year. you guys started dating despite the half an hour to forty five minute drive. of course the guys gave him a small amount of shit for dating someone from a rivalry school, but he didn’t care.
abby and ethan stayed friends, but didn’t see their summer “fling” going anywhere. overall you had to say, the best decision you’ve ever made was asking you parents to rent a house by the lake.
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more incorrect wednesday quotes bc im a heathen and clinically obsessed
these are both wyler and wenclair friendly :) im sorry wavier you will get ur turn I promise.
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Enid: you should treat spiders the way you want to be treated
Wednesday: killed without hesitation
Enid: nO-
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Tyler: If I died, how much would you miss me?
Wednesday: It’s cute that you think death can get you out of this relationship .
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Wednesday: My middle name is danger.
Enid: Wrong, your middle name is cutie-pie.
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Bianca: You're really campaigning for bitch of the year, huh?
Wednesday: As defending champion, are you nervous?
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Tyler: i would die for you
Wednesday: i would die for you too
Tyler, suddenly very emotional: please don’t do that
/
Enid: I won.
Wednesday: [raising an eyebrow] I have you pinned to the ground.
Enid: I know.
/
Tyler: Wednesday you listen to me
Tyler: I might not be the sharpest tool in the shed
Tyler: But that’s why blunt force trauma exists
/
Ajax: I love how unproblematic firefighters are. They just want to put out the fires.
Bianca, gazing darkly into the distance: I used to think that.
Ajax: That was so ominous? What the fuck did firefighters do to you?
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Tyler: Wednessay, please, we need to take you to the hospital
Wednesday: Oh, I'm sorry, is this OUR stab wound?
Tyler: ......
Wednesday: No? I didn't think so, stay out of it.
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Xavier: What should I be for Halloween?
Bianca: A better person.
Xavier: Fuck you
/
*The squad is playing a team sport*
Bianca: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Enid?
Wednesday: Have you ever played a team sport with Enid?
Bianca: No…
Wednesday: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine?
*Meanwhile, on the other side of the field*
Enid, chasing Tyler around the field: I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!
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Wednesday: I have no respect for Santa. Don't sneak in through the chimney and undermine my authority by bringing my family presents.
Wednesday: Walk in through the front door and fight me like a man.
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Bianca: You're all losers
Ajax, Xavier, Yoko and Kent: Well then why do you hang out with us?
Bianca: Because I don't have any other friends
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Ajax: I'm a firm believer in, "if you're going to fail, you might as well fail spectacularly"
Enid: ...that doesn't answer my question. Why are you covered in custard and glitter?
Ajax: Because I failed spectacularly Enid
Enid: ...okay then
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Wednesday: I've never had a best friend before
Enid: I'll be your best friend!
Wednesday: .........
Wednesday: I've also never had a girlf-
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Enid: Try thinking postive for a change!
Wednesday: We're all gonna die one day
Enid: N-
Wednesday: Hopefully soon
Enid:
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Yoko: Who accidentally drops their cellphone into soup?
Kent: It wasn't an accident, I wanted to see if it would float.
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Yoko: If somebody wants coal for Christmas, but they’ve been bad, does Santa give them a gift, or do they win either way?
Bianca: Oh, for fuck's sake.
Xavier: Hold on, hold on, she has a point.
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Tyler: Are you mad?
Wednesday: No.
Tyler: So sharpening your knives at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?
Wednesday: Yes.
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Xavier: if you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands!
*silenece*
Xavier: Man, y’all depressed as f*ck.
Bianca: You didn’t clap either.
Xavier: Shut up.
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Ajax: what did you guys do?
The group: .....
Ajax: you're not in trouble, I just need to know if I have to lie to the police again
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Tyler: I've been expecting you, Wednesday
Wednesday *surprised*: How did you know that it was me?
Tyler: To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people that came in weren't you
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Xavier: If being hot was a crime I’d be serving a life sentence.
Bianca: For a crime you didn’t even commit?
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Bianca: You look happy. Let me guess, your egg salad sandwich fell on the floor and they gave it to you for free
Kent: No, can you do that? Why doesn’t everyone just drop their sandwiches on the floor?
Bianca: I was trying to insult you
Kent: Instead you gave me an amazing life hack
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Wednesday: What do you mean a stress ball isn't for throwing at people who stress me out?
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Tyler: I wanna get run over.
Enid: Oh come on, it’s Christmas! Get in the spirit!
Tyler: I wanna get run over by a reindeer.
Enid: …
Enid: Not what I meant, but I’ll take it!
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Enid: Do you really have to blackmail me?
Wednesday: How do you expect me to get your attention?
Enid: Uh, ask?
Wednesday: And risk judgment and rejection? God no
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Tyler: I seriously get so embarrassed doing anything. i wear sunglasses when it's sunny and i'm like "this is so humiliating"
Tyler: Walking downhill? embarrassing too. like ooooh look at me doing a little trot like a stupid horse
Enid: are you okay?
Tyler: I wish i was dead
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Tyler: Did Wednesday just tell me they loved me for the first time?
Enid: Yeah, she did.
Tyler: And did I just do finger guns back?
Enid: Yeah, you did.
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Enid: *calls Tyler*
Tyler, answering the phone: hello?
Enid: i'll call you back later okay?
Enid: *hangs up*
Tyler: ?????
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Enid: [About Wednesday] Look at her with her stupid straight leg pants and dumb tight fitting button up shirts.
Enid: I have to have her.
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Tyler, sweating: Wednesday, there’s something I need to ask you-
Wednesday: Finally! You’re proposing!
Tyler: How’d you know?
Wednesday: Tyler, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.
Wednesday: I even picked it up once.
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Wednesday: I’m still trying to figure out why you guys are so desperate to hang out with me.
Enid: Because you’re so sweet and funny, duh.
Wednesday: Well, Bianca told me that I’m spiteful and incredibly annoying, so one of you is lying to me.
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Wednesday, holding a piece of paper: hey, what’s this?
Tyler: my to-do list.
Wednesday: it just has my name on it?
Tyler: …yes.
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Ajax: I never had a brother, but I know four guys who did. And they would have fights and squabbles, but in the end? They would always have each other’s shells.
Yoko:
Yoko: Are you talking about the Ninja Turtles?
Ajax: Of course I’m talking about the Ninja Turtles!
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Enid: It looks like you've got a plan.
Wednesday: Yep.
Tyler: ...Have you got a plan?
Wednesday: Nope.
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Wednesday: I told Enid that her ears turn red when she lies.
Ajax: Do they?
Wednesday: No.
Ajax: Then why did you tell her that?
Wednesday: Because I can do this.
Wednesday: Hey Enid! Do you love us?
Enid, with her hands over her ears: No.
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Doctor: *holds up a spine model* This is your spine--
Ajax, looking absolutel terrified: Put it back in, what the fuck?
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Eugene: What would Enid think?
Wednesday: Ok, that’s an interesting thought, but hear me out: what if… we ran an experiment where we spent the rest of our lives finding out what happened if we never told her?
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Wednesday: We're alive!
Enid: Good!
Enid: Because now… I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!
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Enid: Did you know that when you suddenly jerk awake while falling asleep, another version of you from a different timeline just died.
Tyler: No...
Wednesday: It’s actually because your heart rate decreased so quickly that your brain jerks awake to make sure you’re still alive.
Tyler: I don’t know which one is worse!
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Kent: *Hits Wednesday on the head with a ball*
All of nevermore hours later, trying to coax him down from a tree: It’s ok she’s gone you can come down now -
Kent, still shaking: She’s not gone, she’s waiting.
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Xavier: Money absolutely does not buy happiness
Bianca: You’re probably just spending it wrong. Give it to me and I’ll show you how it’s done
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Enid: I’m gonna stop being so nice all the time!
Wednesday: How are you gonna do that?
Enid: Well to start, I ate all your candy last night.
Wednesday: Wow, Enid, that’s so cold I’ll need a sweater.
Enid: I’ll knit you a scarf to apologise.
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Kent: Can I have some?
Yoko, blank faced with a mouth full of cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it.
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Kent: You guys, this can't be happening. Maybe we're all in a coma?
Bianca: Together? We're all in a coma together?
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Enid: Hey, do you wanna get lunch?
Wednesday: Oh, I already ate with Tyler, but what do you want?
Enid:
Enid: Loyalty.
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Wednesday: I am so small and bitter, I’m like a human espresso.
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Okay thats it :0 this one is even longer than the last one so well done if u made it to the end
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Guide to my Rewrites (and other content)
I post a lot of things, and some of those things are rewrites. As such, I thought this would be a nice guide for fans of my rewrites in particular. I'm still adding new things! Lemme know what you think.
Alternate Takes (Disney)
These are projects that have the same characters and settings (for the most part), but different plot points. These particular alternate takes suggest ideas that would've made me enjoy the movie more (or at all) and aren't a fanfic so much as bullet points with pictures.
Aida
Pocahontas
Hercules
The Princess and the Frog
Tangled
Frozen
Big Hero 6
Moana
Frozen 2
Raya and the Last Dragon
Encanto
Strange World
Wish (Note: This is NOT the extensive rewrite I've been working on, entitled "Stargazer". For that, check out this temporary placeholder: Characters/Setting and Prologue/Opening Song)
I also did rewrites for two Dreamworks movies:
The Road to El Dorado
Sinbad
Marvel
Not quite as detailed as my other rewrites, but I thought I'd include them.
Dr. Strange: Multiverse of Madness
Thor: Love and Thunder
Reimagining Disney Movies
These are projects that take Disney's framework (ie a fairy tale) and create my own characters, plot, setting, and song titles for it.
The Snow Queen
Kingdom of the Sun
Rapunzel
Extensive rewrites
TV shows that I've remade episode-for--episode, perhaps removing and adding some as I see fit.
X-Men: Evolution--New roster, Season 1, Season 2, Season 3, Roster (Timeskip), Season 4, and Season 5
Miraculous Ladybug--Season 1, Season 2, Season 3, Season 4 (currently working on Season 5; been dragging my feet with that!)
Wolverine & the X-Men--New Roster, Season 1
Anime as comic books
Yes, this is a topic. I remember when I was in this headspace, and it was really fun. I basically reimagined what if popular anime had been created as superhero comic books that golden or silver age.
Dragon Ball
Naruto
Anime rewrites
Black Butler
Naruto (Part I)
Bucchigiri?! (Pending)
High Card (Pending)
Video Game Rewrites
These aren't quite as detailed as my usual rewrites.
Bayonetta
Fire Emblem: Awakening
Fire Emblem: Fates
Fire Emblem: 3 Houses
Kingdom Hearts
Mood Boards
Just something I've made for fun to inspire others! Not an expert on making them, but it was still something I wanted to do.
My Wish rewrite (temporary)
Disney's Swan Lake
Disney's Hansel & Gretel
Disney's Rumpelstiltskin
Disney's Red Riding Hood
Sub-Saharan Disney musical
Disney Superhero Film
Japanese Disney musical
Actors who could play Disney villains
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Rating the New Champions Variant Covers
So marvel recently revealed a bunch of Varient Covers of "What if every hero had a sidekick/youth counterpart" and while I love most of the designs, some definately are better then others
#22
I hate the Vision Design and I dont know why. Something just feels fundamentally off about it/ Maybe its the fact its a pitch white, skintight 8 year old? Maybe its the posing? The Debris? IDK Man is feels weird.
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#20
These two get paired together for a single reason
It's just Billy and Teddy. I love Billy and Teddy, their some of the only actual Gay Men in Marvel, but come one guys. Certainly you can do a young Dr. Strange and Young Hulk thats different? Strange goes higher if only because I like the art more, the Young Hulk I just dislike entirely
#19
Speaking of uninspired, the only reason Miles is above Billy & Teddy is that at least shes a different gender then her mainline counterpart. Other then that its probably the laziest design here. Also, you may notice the webbing seems off, that will be a recurring trend here where limbs or background elements were layered improperly or something.
#18
I actually really like this character design. It looks like a fun character in a superhero elementry school spin-off book. The only issue um... thats Storm. Its the next gen Storm and she's white. That's basically my only issue, and why shes above the 3 I actively somewhat dislike designwise, but... Storm is one the premiere Black Superheros. Having her next gen counterpart be white feels so weird. I
#17
On one hand, I can 100% see normal Deadpool wearing this. On the other, the My Boy adds way to much charm for me to rate it with the other uninspired ones, and at least I dont feel like its whitewashing anything. We are at the point where I'd unironically love to see any of these designs in a book, even if its an Elseworld instead of main universe one.
#16
Teen Female Wolverine has been done to death, but I do like how this one goes for a more monstrous Angle compared to Laura and Gabby. The tattered, beast up costumes, beastial feet, large Ponytail giving off the deelling of a mane, nasty looking teeth, and BONE CLAWS very much makes it feel more like a feral forest mutant then the more clean, assassin design Laura had.
#15
The big thing I like here is it isn't a reimagining of Carol Danvers current, captain marvel outfit, but her Miss Marvel ones. We already have Kamala for a new gen version of Carols current design, so a reimigining of the old one, in a way that doesn't feel super fetishy is nice. First I thought it was a dude, but it might be a girl? Unsure.
#14
I really love this design, but it doesn't really scream Black Panther... and I honestly dont care. I love bright colors, makes my brain go byr, and the fact she has a completely different powerset most likely intrigues me.
#13
I have a weakness for fishpeople of all types ok? I find the designs naturally appealing. Even still, Starlord's Chibi Starfish Successor is neat, but not amazing. The ideas done a lot better later on.
#12
He looks like he is having so much fun with his Mentor. I also like how, unlike everyone else, Black Cat's Apprentice is kinda chubby. I don't know man he just seems like he'd be a fun guy to hang out with at college.
#11
Whats better then a succesor to one hero? a Succesor to TWO HEROES! The Captain America Succesor I feel very much has some elements of Wasp design, and I always am down for High Tech Wingspans even if they weren't intentionally going for it.
#10
Instead of being the Scarlet witch they made her the Magenta Witch. All in all I just really like the sorta sorceror design, especially the chosen color scheme. Also ghostly mystical fire is fun you should follow it into the swamp.
#9
Listen I love this design. Its in the top 10 for a reason but man... that arm. Every time I see the image I cant help but notice how insanely small his arm is, like he was supposed to have both arms resting but they decided "Have him twirl a stake so people know its blade."
#8
Moon Squire is here to kick ass and pass third grade math! I just like the Cowl mixed with baseball cap design lol. Moon Knight always fucking kills it with the drip though so im not surprised.
#7
A Friend told me It's Gwen Tennyson cosplaying Magneto and now I cant not see it. I do like that shes implied to have a different powerset then Eric as well, always fun when they did that.
#6
The better Chibi Venom. Only missed the top 5 since I dont think he'd be able to carry a book as the main protag, he is the perfect sidekick though. Just this mildly creepy cutie pootie handing with the fairly creepy Symbiote. After Extreme Venomverse shouldn't be surprised the Venom varient is amazing, but I am suprised thats the direction they went.
#5
If Next Gen Storm and Next Gen Moon Knight are in the Elementary School book, Wee-Hulk is the main god damn character. She's just a very fun little kid hulk, I especially love how shes doing the Iconic "She-Hulk holds a Car Above her head" pose with an electric scooter.
#4
Listen, Non-Binery Latin America Iron Man with the Criminally Underused Grey Armor design is great. They gpt Green Hair, Pronouns, and the backing of Americas #1 Arms Dealer, ready to take on the world!
#3
The Thing has become one of them Yancy Street Kids, and the Fantastic Four are his gang. I just love the design, Spiky Rock person is always a favorite of mine.
#2
Miku Ghost Rider. On Roller Skates. With a fucking Hellfire Flail. I am imagining she has an entire like, Magical Girl Transformation Sequence whenever she transforms, just with a lot more demons and fire then normal.
#1
Listen, I get it. Legs dont bend like that. She is objectively less creative then the last 3 or 4. But, I like Crows. I like Ravens. I like Thor. And this Thor looks like she wont take any of Odins BS when he goes shit dad mode.
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Goblet of Fire reread (Part 1)
Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4
a very ominous opening, the murder of Tom Riddle's paternal line by. .drum roll Tom. He makes the ring Horcrux (that emphasises his lineage from the Gaunts, the Slytherin line) over this murder. He "pruned" the diseased tree of his family line, and yet this is a site of both his hiding and rebirth (the grave of his father). Voldemort's feelings about his father would be so interesting to explore.
Frank Bryce is a war veteran, and although CoS misses a potential war in Muggle world backstory with Tom, GOF alludes to it in the timeline.
Wormtail returns Voldemort to this site early August. But Nagini is the provider here, a mother for diseased scaly baby Voldemort, and he is in his father's house. It is an interesting image.
Wormtail, probably a guilty conscience, tries to advocate for not using Harry for the plan and as expected, fails. He also shows "sulleness" at the lack of recognition of his skill from Voldemort - "I was the one who found you"
"I will allow you to perform an essential task for me, one that many of my followers would give their right hands to perform" IMAO Voldemort.
A meta about the Riddle house and Voldemort's awareness of class by @artemisia-black
Harry is reading a Quidditch book the previous night, which is open on men with orange robes = Chudley Cannon. XD
what he wanted, was "someone like a parent". Sirius taking care to remind Harry to call on him. he is eager to form a relationship with Harry, it warms my heart. He wants to be needed. And it is this need - that he will be useful, that he can do something that drives him to break out of Azkaban. I love how chatty Harry is with Sirius. It is in direct response to Sirius' interest in him.
I really wish Dudley and Vernon werent talked about in relation to how fat they are - this kind of fatphobic language, which I overlooked as a child, feels really off putting.
Harry manages Vernon and his moods so much - he settles on "politely puzzled" , deciding he cant push Vernon too far that morning. He then decides based on Vernon's mood how to get what he wants - and he uses the Sirius card " ok you wont let me go, but I need to finish a letter for my godfather".
also, "he had cake, Dudley had nothing but grapefruit". I love that Vernon and Petunia bringing them both up is reflected in this - that there is a part of Harry that wants to best Dudley.
Harry being anxious that Dursleys would be rude to Weasleys is so interesting. On one hand, he doesn't want their feelings hurt or have Weasleys be put into an awkward situation because of him. On the other, I wonder if it is his usual tendency of trying to play down how bad Dursleys can get with him that he doesn't want someone like Arthur to witness it.
Harry "fights a mad desire to laugh" when he spent all evening anxious and Vernon rounds him like an angry Wolverine when they hear Weasleys being stuck in chimney. This is similar to Sirius' laugh in high stress situation.
Once again marveling at how quiet Ron is in the family scenes with just his father and the twins. He and Harry share a look when they see Dudley though xD
Chapter 5, 6,7
I love that Arthur didn't actually want to tell on the twins to Molly. Lovely insight into family dynamics there. We also get context: Molly and the twins had a really big row about their ambitions sometime before, and I think Arthur is not keen to retread that.
i love Arthur and Percy's conversation about Ludo Bagman, it contains seeds of conflict of their approach to things.
Ginny and Bill. I love all tiny mentions of how close they are, and how Ginny idolises him.
Percy's middle child isolation is really stark here. Bill and Charlie duel with tables, then Charlie and twins discuss Quidditch while Bill is with Ginny. Ron would be as isolated if it weren't for Harry and Hermione. Percy is talking to his father, and then later Fred and George tease him
there is a tent with live peacocks tethered at the entrance. Want to bet thats Malfoys tent?
Harry and Hermione figured out where the poles and pegs on their tent would go with Arthur. Such a wholesome moment.
-tent was furnished exactly as Mrs Figg's house, complete with strong smell of cats. Where is Perkins/Arabella Figg fanfic?
Bode and Department of Mysteries set up here
love the absurd comedy of this chapter, right when Bagman is talking about how everything is going smoothly, there is gaggle of ministry wizards behind him panicking about evidence of a magical fire.
Justice for Ali Bashir and his pitch to export magical carpets
Chapter 8,9,10,11,12
Winky mentioning that Dobby might end up in front of Dept of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures "like a common goblin" so interesting. Goblins as we know, are not subservient and are quite resentful of wizards - and they most likely get into a lot of run-ins. Winky of course, has internalised the hierarchy.
"he knew they werent going to win, he wanted to end the match on his terms" - harry about krum, but it also reflects what he does in the graveyard. when he decides to die standing up and fighting. (This is something I saw on reddit, and I wish I could credit this insight to them because it's <3)
"Ron told Malfoy to go do something that Harry knew he would never dare say in front of Mrs Weasley". Let Ron say f!ck.
The contrast of Draco's stillness to the panic and screams of everyone else is so well written. You can feel the implication and the sinister vibe of it - especially with descriptions of light flashing as they talk.
Harry immediately reacting to the threat and pulling Ron and Hermione to ground when Ministry wizards come in.
the abject humiliation of Winky in this chapter is …a lot. One is of course, that she is taking the fall for Jnr, second is how Amos talks about how elves aren't permitted to carry a wand, and third, how Bagman comes in and almost tramples Winky because that's how dehumanised she is.
Hermione and Percy's argument shows exactly where those characters are. For Percy, justice means upholding the institution he knows and its reputation. Hermione, no longer an assimilationist thanks to her own growth over the books, can't see eye to eye with this.
Every bone of this chapter shows how horrifyingly the wizarding world treats elves, and that is an accepted norm. The narration is very clearly critical of it. I wonder what happened later on.
Mr Roberts "Merry Christmas" is both darkly funny and alarming, with regard to wizard -muggle relations and how normalised Memory charms are.
I love that Arthur asks his eldest son in this undertone to pick up the newspaper. It really shows you Bill's place in the family. And when he is reading, Percy looks over the shoulder.
I love that the first thing harry asks, because he couldnt take any more worry, is where Hedwig is. He wants his letter from Sirius.
Ron cottoning on to Harry's mood and suggesting Quidditch as distraction, along with dangling Wronksi Feint.
the detail of Ginny repairing her textbook with spellotape the night before they leave for Hogwarts.
Bill playing chess with Ron <3
"Why is everything I own rubbish?" You know the Ron detail I love, that while he is furious and embarrassed about the dress robes, the dialogue of him complaining is overlayed with him going to unstick Pig's beak.
I am so curious about Amos Diggory's relationship with Mad-Eye. He seems concerned that Mad-Eye would get in trouble with another department, so he asks Arthur to go get him on a minor charge - so that it doesnt affect Mad Eye's new job. Both Arthur and Molly are concerned about Mad-Eye too, which suggests a personal relationship ("I will be fine, you just take care of Mad-Eye"). It feels like even if Molly and Arthur were not in the Order- their associations ran strong. It is also clear why Bill and Charlie, the older ones, talk Mad Eye up more, while middle children onwards are like, "isnt he a nutter?"
Sorting Hat song is interesting. It says Gryffindor comes from the moors, Ravenclaw from glen, Helga from valley and Slytherin from fen. Does this track with where Godric Hollow is?
-"the mark of good house elf is that you don't know it's there" :/
Harry being appalled there will be no Quidditch and looks around to Fred and George to share the horror. XD
Only Hagrid and Dumbles clap when Moody sits. Shows they are used to him and know him personally while everyone else is taken aback.
Chapter 13, 14,15, 16
Hermione had just discovered the school she loves employs slave labour and is questioning what she reads (a la Hogwarts a History).
"you were born mid-winter?" You are thinking of Tom, Trelawney.
"can i have a look at Uranus too Lavender?" The way this joke flew over my head as a kid.
how interesting that Snape is wary of Mad-Eye. Speaks to very interesting dynamics between dumbles-Madeye-Snape. And Harry offers his reading about how Snape is a bit scared of Mad Eye. I really want a fic about what's going on here.
Moody laughing at the idea of "quiet retirement" after a year as DADA takes on more sinister overtones cos BCJ is clearly making an inside joke to himself.
Also when everyone laughs at the spider dancing under Imperius and Fake Moody going "think it's funny do you?" because his BCJ's father kept him under the Imperius curse before this. (Also interesting how he reacts to Harry throwing it off in his class when he couldnt. For a long time! BCJ is such an interesting antagonist)
and also him making the spider bigger for everyone (specifically Neville) see the effect of the Cruciatus. Hermione is so protective of Neville! She asks him to stop doing it.
when the spell is performed, "something vast and invisible is soaring through the air" - I imagine this is the soul being seperated from the body. Probably why when curse rebounds, Voldemort's soul fractures.
Neville with red eyes reading the book he got from BCJ. (also Harry noted that using Professor Sprout's feedback was tactful way of cheering Neville up, as Lups would have done - but BCJ did this as part of grander manipulation)
I think Hermione's manifesto for SPEW is kinda great: working wages, conditions, changing law about non wand use and get a representation in Department for regulation and control of Magical creatures.
Harry being upset that Sirius is coming running to the country to protect him. What a wonderful problem for Harry to have. An adult that cares too much.
"Excuse me I don't like people just because they are handsome""Lockhart!" Romione bants.
Parvati and her butterfly clip <3
i like how Harry immediately notes what he perceives as inconsistencies, and therefore a possible threat - Karkaroff's smile didn't reach his eyes (and it is phrased as Harry noticed that..)
Ron has a crush on Viktor Krum XD "for heaven's sake, Ron, he is only a Quidditch player" "Only a Quidditch player??" he literally wants to offer him his bed.
Hagrid and Hermione discussing SPEW, and Hermione actually looking cross about Hagrid disagreeing. (Hagrid is an interesting case of marginalisation and injustice where he is just really grateful for what he gets and doesn't really question the status quo).
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Campbell Bain Headcanons
these are a bunch of headcanons i have about our favourite loonie!
before we get started I will say trigger warning for SH, Suicide, BD and fire. Also I'm autistic, so i've used some of my experiences as reference. And my friends are bipolar so also took reference from them.
so without further a-doo lets begin!!!
1- He's bisexual but he prefers male/gender-neutral partners.
2- He likes to listen to Queen and David Bowie
3-His primary love language is touch (he didn't get much physical affection when he was a kid) however he is demi-asexual
4-He absolutely adores when anyone plays with his hair or gives him head scratches (especially if they've got long nails
5-He's an insomniac. His sleep schedule is none existent, he sleeps whenever he feels like it wether that be at 5 in the morning or once every two days. He is rarely ever asleep before 1 am
6-He's got ADHD. All that energy and fidgeting doesn't come from being bipolar alone.
7-He loves doing arts and crafts at the asylum. The nurses sometimes use taking it away as a bribe to get him to take his meds if cocoa doesn't work
8-He knows a sh1t tone about stars and outer-space. if you point at a constellation and ask him to name it he'll tell you in an instant with its whole back story and everything.
9-He's got some PTSD from his childhood and watching Fergus jump off the roof.
10-His favourite movie is the breakfast club. He relates to John and Allison a lot and likes to reminisce of his short time in highschool and all the detentions he got.
11-He use to self-harm and still has the scars. He's not proud of it but when asked about it he'll just say "well thats life"
12-When he went to school he was the type of kid to turn up in pyjama bottoms and a hoodie, never pay attention but still somehow pass and he would skip class at least once a week
13-On the rare occasion that he does get to sleep, he moves around A LOT. full on starfish and blanket hogger, he also fidgets in his sleep
14-He quit cigarettes and started smoking w3ed. He said it was to "calm his nerves and help him focus on his creative flow" but eventually with Eddies help he quit that too.
15-He (albeit rarely) gets panic attacks.
16-He'll just randomly set small things on fire when he's bored. Sometimes he accidentally sets himself on fire
17- He hates loud noises unless he's the one making them. He loves to shout and blast his music so loud he can't hear his own thoughts but hates it when other people do it.
19- He loves soft things. He has about 15 stuffed animals at home (his favourite came with him to the ward) and is always wrapped up in a blanket when he watches tv or is reading. Any chance he gets he'll be cocooned in blankets and pillows
20-He either has a God-complex or hates him self to no end. There is no in between one minute he'll think he's the best person alive and the next he'll think everyone hates him.
21-When he was 16 (around the time he was diagnosed) him and his dad had a falling out and he tried to overdose. That was the reason he got admitted to saint Judes
22-He is fascinated by witchcraft but never really tried it himself, just likes doing research on it
23-He considered suicide after Fergus died but decided to continue on in his name and prove that loonies could get jobs and that being manic didn't define him
24-He once tried to die his hair green but decided he didn't like it so he went back to brown
25-His favourite bands are Nirvana and Green day
26-He likes comic books and his favourite hero is wolverine
thx for reading and I'm open to suggestions for Campbell.
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Just a some things about me(changes/updates so much)
Fictionkin of:
Tweek Tweak (Im a little uncomfortable with other Tweek-
Kyle Broflovski Fictionkins, sorry, still feel free to interact and stuff
Kenny McCormick though, I don't mind, you guys are cool)
Damien Thorn (South Park)
Crying Child/Evan Afton (FNAF 4)
SMG3 (SMG4)
Louise (Bob's Burgers)
Adam
Lucifer
Vox
Husk
Angel Dust (Hazbin hotel)
Tord
Tom (Eddsworld)
Kevin (Spooky Month)
Selever (FNF)
Shadow (Sonic, but not sure which specific Sonic yet)
Jeff T. Killer
BEN Drowned
And Ticci Toby (Creepypasta)
Questioning: 3
Therian but not completely comfortable to reveal more then a few of my Theriotypes, those few are a Border Collie, Island Fox, Clouded leopard, Red Panda, and an Opossum
He/Him (Trans FTM/Masc)
13 on May 16th, Tumblr dont come after me
Christan (but excepts any religion)
Favorite Animal is Guinea pigs
2nd favorite drink is coffee
Top ten Favorite songs:
1st:Hansel by Sodikken
4th:Never Be Alone by Shadrow
2nd:Breezeblocks by alt-j
3rd:My Band by D12
5th:Coffee by Jack Stauber's Micropop
6th:Christmas kids by Roar
7th:Noel's Lament
8th:I love you like an alcoholic by The Taxpayers
9th:Charlies Inferno by That Handsome Devil
(Dont judge me on my songs,I know i have a weird a taste in music)
10th:I Can't Decide by Scissor Sisters
A few last random shit facts 'bout me
I am very scared of alarms(Like, fire alarms)
I have Trypophobia aka fear of holes(it's very bad)
I have a love hate relationship with insects
I'm AroAce and Bisexual (With a women preference)
Wolverine is my all-time favorite hero(I don't care that he's technically an anti-hero/also an X-Men, he's the best)
Black and Red are my favorite colors
HTTYD is my favorite movie series
I love Scooby Doo(Especially Mystery Incorporated)
I am a mix of Introverted and Extroverted
I swear I wanna cry when stuff I've been waiting for is altered(Don't ask, I have no idea why)
I have anxiety
I freak out VERY easily
Salamanders are so cool istg
I have sensitive ears so I hate loud noises(I think I'm just a wimp)
I was in a car crash when I was 8(Luckily me and my dad were fine)
I like Diary of a wimpy kid
I have an older brother that I fight with(Imagine Rodrick and Greg's rivalry)
Some noises also make me want to bawl my eyes out(Also don't ask why, I seriously don't know)
I will 'kill' you if you look in my sketchbook(I swear you do not wanna see it, like really, you do NOT)
I have social anxiety👍
I'm seriously fucked up in the brain
I have OCD
And I have a Spotify by the name Tw33k-Tucker 👍
And yeah, that's all I'm willing to tell
Also please don't hate me, I can't control who I am
Thanks for reading
Random Icons :D
Okay! One last thing, sense I have started the Zombie Park series, you can ask them questions about litterly ANYTHING some stuff they might not be allowed to answer at the moment like some stuff that'll happen in the future, but if you have any questions about the AU feel free to ask
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Round 1 - Side A
Propaganda below ⬇️
Abuelita Alma Madrigal Propaganda:
There's a church in the Encanto as well as a priest and given how strong her grip is and how much of a control freak she is, I would very much doubt she'd allow people to believe in other miracles than Pedro's if she wasn't, herself catholic. Also I mean south american turn of the century family they're probably catholic.
Listen at least Alma is!!! The candle!! The importance of the church!!! The vibes are just there!!!! The idea of being a savior by sacrificing yourself (or at least your personality/grief) for your people? That’s SO catholic coded PLEASE
Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler Propaganda:
good lord where do i start. in the animated series he converts logan to catholisism and then fucks off basically thats the main thing he did there. i think one time they tried to make him a demon to explain how he looked but everyone hated that. he sold his soul one time to help his friends out after he died. he and logan have a weird little gay thing. he was a priest one time but he was made a priest by a fake bishop from a religion that hates mutants iirc so he just wasnt a priest. like 3 people have written him in a way i like and one of those is my friend just talking about how they view him.
wow marvel loves making catholic characters dress/look like demons
Kurt is a mutant who was born to mystique who looks a LOT like a devil (technically is half one but that cannon truth isn't real go back to bed), his mother dropped him off a cliff when he was born and he was picked up by a Romani group/circus (fuck old comics man) however he then narrowly escaped being sold to a freak show and found himself in a small German town. There he met a kind priest, who showed him God, and he quickly grew attached to the idea- However, it wasn't long before people began labeling him a demon and soon the whole town was against him with pitchforks and fire. Cornered and injured, Kurt thought this might be the end for him- maybe he would see heaven so long after finding it- but he was then saved by Charles Xavier who invited him to the X-Men. AND ITS BEEN SO MANY YEARS AND HE HAS BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH THERE. SO MUCH. SO GOD DAMN MUCH. BUT THE MOST AAAA THING TO ME CONCERNING HIS FAITH HE WHEN HE LITERALLY DIED AND WENT TO HEAVEN BUT THEN BECAUSE OF DRAMA WITH HIS FATHER HAD TO BRING HIS FRIENDS IN WITH HIM FROM THE BEYOND. THEN WITH ALOT OF TROUBLE THEY FOUGHT HIS FATHER AND THE ONLY WAY KURT SAW TO STOP HIM WAS IN A MOVE THAT STRIPPED THEM BOTH OF THEIR SOULS AND PUT THEM BACK ON EARTH. SO KURT CANONICALLY HAS NOW LOST HIS ABILITY FOR ETERNAL PEACE, LOST HIS VERY SOUL, TO SAVE PEOPLE- AND ALSO TOLD NO ONE NOT EVEN HIS GAY LOVER WOLVERINE.
Nightcrawler is a mutant vigilante who looks like a classical demon. He can't even go to church without people panicking and trying to exorcize him. Despite it all, he's so full of faith and hope and compassion, and he wants to believe the best of everyone. Also, he's bffs with an extremely angry Jewish sword lesbian. That has nothing to do with anything, but it's important to me that you all know that.
What if you were a devout christian and literally looked like the devil? He nearly became the pope, which was a plot by some supervillains that also involved faking a rapture? There is nothing like comics I swear to god.
A catholic who is half demon I don’t think I can better explain a struggle than that. But his character is so relatable to people who feel unwelcome with their congregation because of something that is a part of them but still feeling a connection to the faith. Kurt actively engaged in his faith and shares how his faith helps him through all the things he has faced in life and how he found a home with those of the church who leave the judging to God.
so they made kurt a priest briefly before deciding to retcon it, resulting in nightcrawler actually being part of a plan by villains to promote him to pope then reveal to the world that the pope is a demon. wild.
I have a side blog and a tattoo about him and i really really want him to win
Wisecracking devil-appearing devout Catholic with the Best superpower (teleportation)? HECK YES
German Catholic circus acrobat who looks like a demon & can teleport through a hellish alternate dimension with a puff of sulfur. Character of all time.
hes catholic and his dad is the devil. what could be funnier than that. also hes my silly little guy.
Nightcrawler is the world’s most fun catholic priest. I first was introduced to this kindhearted teleporting acrobat while he saved a boat full of stowaway refugees from inter dimensional pirates with swashbuckling gusto!
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More SAMS & MAFS incorrect quotes becuse LUNAR!
Sun: Why would you give a knife to Puppet?!
KC, shrugging: Puppet felt unsafe.
Sun: Now I feel unsafe!
KC: I’m sorry…
KC: Would you like a knife?
Puppet: Hey, quick question. How petty am I allowed to be?
Monty: Yo! I heard you like reptiles, got any fun facts?
Puppet: If a alligator eats your dad, they become your new dad. Monty: I... don't know how to respond to that...
Moon, probably: It's not ugly, just aesthetically challenged.
Monty: Can you be serious for five minutes?
Lunar: My record is four, but I think I can do it.
Monty: Hey.
Foxy: Hey?
Monty: I can't sleep. :/
Foxy: I can. Goodnight.
Rays: Try not to roll your eyes at me.
Moon: I don't have pupils.
Monty: You think that’s cringe? Moms around the world wait 9 months just to end up naming their kid Puppet.
Puppet: Hey, fuck you.
Moon: Is… he meant to be on fire?
Monty, staring at Pops on fire: No… not really.
Moon: Are you going to do something about it?
Monty: Hm… nah.
Monty: Yesterday, I watched Lunar try to eat a decorative rock from Earth's potted plant. Sun caught them, and told them they can't eat rocks. Lunar started whining something about no food being in the house before walking away.
Rays: slams down an absolute doorstopper of a tome I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.
Monty: This is light?!
Foxy: Remember what I told you.
Monty: Don’t be a cunt?
Monty, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?
Earth, confused: I mean, this is my house, so yeah.
Sun: If this plan goes down the drain, where should we regroup?
Monty: The afterlife, I guess.
Moon: Earth, gather the others. We need to have another Sun-is-doing-something-stupid-again-and-we-have-to-stop-them-before-they-hurt-someone convention.
Monty: You bought a taco?
Puppet: Yes.
Monty: From the same truck that hit Lunar?!
Puppet, with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving ain't gonna help them.
Moon: So what do you have planned for the future?
Lunar: Lunch.
Moon: No, like long term.
Lunar: Oh…um, dinner?
Eclipse, done with everything: I don’t think my death ray is working. I’m standing right in it, and I’m not dead yet.
Kidnapper: I have one of your friends.
Puppet: Which one? I have three.
Kidnapper: The loud, annoying, rowdy one who never shuts up.
Puppet: Which one? I have three.
Monty, distantly: HEY!!!
Monty: seductively takes off glasses Wow, you're… blurry. (I like to think their sunglasses are prescription)
Earth: Not gonna lie, I'm kind of afraid of Puppet…
Monty: As you should be.
Earth: No, for real, they're kind of-
Monty: As. You. Should. Be.
The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one
Monty: I'm going to let you down.
Earth: Sounds fun?
Puppet: K.
Moon: No, I'm fucking not.
Foxy: Do I have to be?
Sun: Please god, I am so tired.
Rays: I don’t need to touch grass, I need the fall of capitalism.
Monty: You’ve got to learn to love yourself.
Sun: But don't you hate yourself.
Monty: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.
Sun, on like 5% seeing a banana on the car seat: What the FUCK??
Sun, buckling the banana up: Fucking buckle UP, it’s the LAW!
Puppet: I’ve never smoked marijuana. I ate a brownie once at a party. It was intense. It was kind of indescribable. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there was no pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie.
Lunar: Puppet, what if there are monsters?
Puppet: Don’t worry, we’re top of the food chain.
Much later…
Lunar, lying awake at night: I am the monster.
The squad is playing a team sport
Earth: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Lunar?
Rays: Have you ever played a game with Lunar?
Earth: No…
Rays: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine?
Meanwhile, on the other side of the field
Lunar, chasing Sun: I SAID STOP FUCKING TALKING!! SHUT YOUR TRAP! COME HERE I'M GONNA PUNCH YOU!
Everyone is playing a board game together
Foxy: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.
Earth: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.
Monty: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'.
Moon: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'. Monty:... Earth: Oh dear
Monty: flips the board
Foxy, at Monty's funeral: I need a moment with them.
Pops: Of course. He leaves
Foxy, leaning over Monty′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.
Monty: Yeah, no shit.
Puppet: Are you listening to me?
Monty, who's been zoned out since before the conversation started: nods
Puppet: What did I just say?
Monty: nods
Puppet: …
KC: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! HE COULD HAVE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS, HE COULD HAVE HAD A FAMILY!!!
Rays: KC-
Rays: It- it was just an ant-
Foxy, to Puppet and Monty: holding knife out in front of them Are you or are you not an enemy of the people?!
Puppet: …
Monty: …
Puppet: That is such an open-ended question.
Monty: Yeah, it really depends on a lot of different factors-
Foxy: What’s it like being tall?
Foxy: Is it nice?
Foxy: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Monty: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Lunar: It was one time!
The Squad is at Home Depot
Lunar: Fell in the cacti display while wandering around the garden section
Monty, Puppet, & Sun: Tokyo Drifting one of those flatbed carts down the aisles while Sun is screaming his head off, he wanted no part in this!
Moon: Stealing paint chips for aesthetic purposes
Rays: Just wanted some goddamn light bulbs and everyone ruined it
Earth: In the car sleeping
Monty, to themself: I hate taking off my glasses, because without them, my vision goes from Full HD all the way down to buffering at 240p and I just can't handle that.
Monty: I just heard Lunar call the dog a “fucking liar” because he barked like someone was at the door and no one was there.
Monty: Just be careful, Lunar!
Lunar: heading out the door I'm always careful, Monty!
Lunar: It's everything around me that's careless.
Earth: I don't want to fight you!
Moon: I wouldn't want you to fight me either!
Puppet: What’s something you guys are better than Monty at?
Foxy: Mario Kart.
Lunar: Yeah, video games.
Earth: Emotional vulnerability.
Moon: I wasn’t that drunk.
Sun: You colored my face with a highlighter because you said I was important.
Moon: BECAUSE YOU ARE!
Lunaar: If I stay in bed I'll be warm. If I get in the shower, I'll also be warm. But the distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.
Rays: That sounds like a terrible plan.
Sun: Oh, we've had worse.
Monty: You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun.
Monty: That's why I own TEN guns.
Monty: Just in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder.
Foxy dies in a game with ships
Puppet: This ship is no longer a ship of love, it's a ship of vengeance, a gavel of justice against all that is wrong in the world, showing no mercy, as no mercy was shown to us.
Puppet: The spark of love will now fuel the fires of destructive glory as I wage my war across the world with righteous fury.
Moon: Legend has it that Foxy still haunts the ship, stealing my fucking drinks.
Foxy: Of course I do.
Puppet: It's locked. You got a lock pick?
Monty: Yeah-
Moon: kicks in the door
Monty: shatters a window and climbs through it
Monty: turns around and helps Lunar through it Breaking and entering is wrong Lunar.
Lunar: Okay.
Lunar: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me.
Eclipse: But did I make you cry?
Lunar: cries on the spot
Eclipse: …Shit.
Monty: Tired of just deserving better. Gonna start taking it by force.
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A Ghost from the Past
Logan x Reader
Summary: A ghost from the past visit's him one day.
A tired old man, a tired really really old man is how Logan describes himself.
A tired old man who once again, found himself living alone in a cabin.
He might have been the Wolverine, but this was the first time in his life when he despised being alone.
He knew he will die alone, but now, that felt closer, death scared him but dying alone scared him more.
Almost every day, he would wake up after dreaming about you. Seeing you as you smiled, laughed and kissed him.
That was the best time of his life.
Being with you.
And of course, his anger issues ruined that as well. He drove you away from him and now, every day he regretted it.
He could have had a quiet life with you, a family even. But he made himself believe that is not what he deserved. He didn't deserve you or happiness.
And now, many years later, he hated it.
He wanted to wake up holding you, kissing you. He would give everything just to see you once more. Just to be with you again.
But he haven't seen you in so long, he wasn't even sure you were alive.
You were a smart mutant, he was sure you would be able to survive. He hoped you had a good life, a husband and even children.
He had a routine, after the sweet dreams, he would wake up to hell. He would sit out on his porch, and drink his whiskey before cutting trees for the fire.
Nothing numbed his pain, nothing helped.
He was alone in the woods, in his cabin, this is what he deserved, he often told himself. He was an animal after all.
One morning, as he woke up, the sun was already up and high, as usual, he walked to his porch and he was sure he was seeing a ghost.
You stood there, like an angel, a ghost from his past haunting him. You looked the same, the exact same as the day he lost you. Or rather, left you.
You didn't speak, so he was sure he was imagining it.
But then, you moved and not only moved, but you also proved you weren't a hallucination.
You walked over to him, placing a hand on his cheek, his heart clenched.
"I finally understand. Took me very long but I understand now. You left because you wanted to give me a chance. But how many times did I tell you that I did not care? How many times did I tell you I love you? And I still do."
"You are beautiful." you smiled, just like in his dreams. That was it, this was a dream.
"I don't age you know that." he did, your mutation was similar to his, you were basically a God. Never aging. "I missed you." you said as he hugged you.
"I don't want to wake up, this is the best dream. Feels so real."
"You are not dreaming My Wolverine. I found you and this time I'm not leaving nor will I let you leave."
He nodded, finally realizing this wasn't a dream, he leaned down to kiss you.
He was older, grey hair, wrinkles, and his expression said it all, he lived too long. But you didn't care, he was still your Logan.
"I missed you so much." he said as he held you tighter.
He might look and feel old now, yet his hold was still as strong as ever. He couldn’t believe he had you back, he felt privileged to hold you and kiss you once again.
And this time, he won’t let go either.
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