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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years

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baby scarab || 25

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

Does Marc want more trouble?

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

And Layla cares.

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

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

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

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

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

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

another action filled chapter :)

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : layla mad lol

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he thought you were scared of him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“MARC?!” is the first thing you hear.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“no actually-“

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

layla looks between the both of you in shock.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“anyways, what are you guys hungry for?”

~~~

you steven and layla all peacefully ate breakfast together.

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

“you two are needed in libya-“

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

khonshu sighs and shakes his bony head.

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

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

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

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

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

“that’s not what i said-“

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“yeah, what is it?” you ask.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

~~~

you settled for cleaning up the kitchen.

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

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

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

or did you?

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

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

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

they were totally planning on robbing that building.

no doubt.

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

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

you ponder your options and pick the obvious.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

except you had no idea when that was.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘shit’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“you got hit with a car?!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he wanted to help you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

‘what a day’

~~~

you felt more smug than ever.

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

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

you got back fairly quick, thanks to casper.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“how’d you..”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“nope. just a car chase” you lie.

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

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

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

but everything else, you told them.

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

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

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

you assured them that you could take care of yourself.

you can, and you will.

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

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

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

he didn’t mind because it was you.

none of them minded.

because it was you.

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

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tilysia · 11 months

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What are you thinking feeling about the idea of change? It's a heap. "I am free to be what i want to be"

Today i am wearing my challis dress in blue and ive got on a shoe i dont care for. I look as if im going somewhere now - to see the new city.

I leave the porch and take a walk. I climb three more steps and branch forward out. I'm full of hope and guidance as i walk the path forward. My memories are gentle now and the walk isnt as sad as it could be. The dress glides with me around every curve until my identity is changed.

In the distance where no one is watching multiple thuds, stomping is recognized and someone topples over with relief. I am accepting the seat of a neighbor's offering and wait to be recognized again.

That's when my dress is dusted off and i am swung back in motion. i make a wish for a good reason to dance down the road. I turn right and left and make a small climb up toward a square of burlap that says im so glad you're here in a bold arrangement of rainbow.

I open the door and am greeted by a soothing wave of coconut: my dwelling.

I drop my things on the table and check the refrigerator for the tea i made before I went to check the mail. The sound of crackling plastic solidifies my arrival further as i move swiftly in the kitchen to put together a steak sandwich.

I gobble it up at the desk while my sim poses triumphantly amidst her own creation and turn on my essential oil diffusor. I like it lit up in here and make a celebration of it as the shade makes its play across the room.

Everything is fine and I'm certain going to sleep tonight as I'm full and proud of the adventure that may or may not happen instead. Will i… take off for the happy mat, the couch or my freshly invigorated bed?

I go for the bed and let Hulu hollow my face. I'm watching talking cartoon animals, but they seem so calm to each other i think I'm part of the crowd. :D I'm gonna watch this again.

Somehow what I've been reading paid off in the night hours. I notice when I don't wake up crying on my way to the bathroom - my feet are flat on the ground after - all. I get dressed and make my way back to the computer desk - I've been working to make the food journal into a writing course. The practice devotional was encouraging my industriousness after i caught up with what i've asked for - i should focus this way again on Sundays too, I consider on.

In a back room somewhere a smartphone chirps with vibrance and flies off its seat and small clams scuttle. A river calms and the sun burst through a marvelous city.

I'm sitting in a tiny room with my purple glitter scissors cutting stuff up and eyes glow back at me upon assembly - this one is purple and pink. I give one to a friend because I made three. They live in the vicinity but also in town. I'm a freak about walking to see them.

When i visit i take my futurecard with me - there’s an otherworldly thrift shop around the corner that reminds me i dont have to have it all. I go for a red top and khaki pants for nostalgia.

That night i sleep tight and wake up returned to the couch where I've reconnected a small fan. It's the hour where the property expands like fresh milk which spills into my bedroom as a reminder of true beauty. I hold still while admiring its light. The buildings that are outside now care for each piece of brick it houses and all is washed in white.

When ive finished cleaning my apartment of all the debree of suffering what i have to purchase is more teak, mocha, m.a.c, inkjet and medication for my fashion glasses from Walmart (because they have visuals). I go crawl in bed holding my blanket, the only one, and snap a pic of myself in solitude.

I was happy as a clam but when i step out in beige its time to regain my composure. Today I've got 10 printouts of the daybook how to and four jars with a request of 10$ on them. I also make 5 copies of a daybook in blue and 5 copies of a daybook in red. I know exactly where i will put them.

The glory of the trees are upon me as i make my way. I'm not so flat with a full heart so i sit down and reconsider my thoughts. I'm hungry. There is a perfect bologna and cheese sandwich right around the corner. I purchase 3, classic Lays, cherry coke + a cookie & turn away.

I go to the laundry side of things to gather myself and return to the counter and offer the cashier my jar who warmly accepts after making a couple donations. I leave enlightened but in a good way - they chose a blue one & a red one too.

The walk back into the library district is energizing. I bounce over the railroad tracks. By the time i walk the curve a coolness picks up my body and I am once again returned home where the grass is hard with summer, and I am a bird of paradise.

#my writing #elemental #stories i wrote

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bandluvr97 · 1 year

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mbb 🎅

Noooo, I wish I got paid the big bucks, I absolutely do not. I let boys flash their money instead.

That’s so amazing! I have friends who are social workers and I see how hard they work, I admire you for doing it. So are you like a case worker?

Shownu is the definition of Head Empty Face Pretty Heart Full. Changkyun is so correct for gnawing on him out of nowhere. Sometimes I forget how strong he is, and then he’ll do some insane dance move and boy HOW, but then gets off stage and wears sandals and socks unironically… But after dancing “Bad Girl” of course he gives off dad/husband vibes, he understands the milfs. Anyway I miss his vocals, Minhyuk’s doing great covering for him but he’s not Shownu.

Did you like Hyungwon’s look in “Love Killa” most? I loved his crazy Fight Club outfit.

SO glad Wonho’s back and doing well and happy. He deserves the whole world. He's so beloved and his big muscles are for hugging (and thirst traps, aka the two most important actions).

Dude, being by yourself to grow is great! Knowing what you want, and not compromising is the best decision. Yeah, lmao, I'm 29, of course I’ve dated. I'm basically an old spinster at this point, according to my dad. But I’ve had to be the bad guy too often, where they catch feelings when I don’t, and we have to deal with the fact I’m too selfish with my time and space to be good for someone. I’ve got shit to do.

Hey love ❤️ lol!!! Fair enough 😂😂😂 best to let people show off their financial worth lol is it fun to people watch or are you more into the behind the scenes stuff?

Oh yeah it can be tricky and a little difficult some days but for the most part it’s rewarding 👍 aw thank you love ❤️ that’s very sweet of you!! 😊😊 yeah I am a case worker in Canada but social wise in the states (only six months into the position and it’s great 👍)

“Head empty, face pretty, heart full” is a perfect way to describe shownu and it’s very accurate lol it makes him such an amazing leader and he’s just so calm and composed it’s a sense of comfort ❤️❤️❤️he really is correct with the gnawing of his arms like come on man have you see those?!?! The man literally is a human pillow it’s insane and he’s a comfort human if that makes sense lol what do you think about his arms? Oh yeah!! There was one dance that OT7 did with a cover song and shownu did a twirl and the splits like SIR!!!! Ooof!!! Them feels love them feels!! Right?? He is doing a great job as a step in but he’s going to get relief soon lol

I absolutely loved his look for fatal love era and love killa was the absolute bomb! He looked gorgeous with the long hair and he sounded amazing, his outfits were on point like it was so well done 👌👌👌👌 did you see the suits though?!?! Like whooo boy!

Amen to that though!! Very glad it was resolved and we have our baby boy back ❤️❤️❤️❤️ he’s just a ball of positivity and it’s lovely 😊 don’t get me started on the thirst traps love 😂😂😂 (heavy inhale of air) he was crazy for doing that and then acting innocent like jessi said “Disney face marvel body” 😂😂😂

Thanks love ❤️ and right??? Like do I want to explore the options? Absolutely 👍 am I ready for that at the age of 25? Not yet but I’m getting there lol plus I was looking for a friend to lover kind of vibe and the people I was talking to only wanted to have sex and rush into things right away and honestly im not into that right now (the rushing into things) but if I meet the person unexpectedly and we vibe then sure! But I’m in no rush for dating if that Ted talk explanation makes sense lol I get the working vibes honestly it’s hard to make the moves and feel genuine about stuff which makes total sense lol would you want to be in a relationship that’s genuine on both sides when there’s a calm lul period?

Hope the day went well ❤️

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andraxicated · 2 years

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tw: assasin stuff | fluff

a/n: lololol nanami ♡♡♡♡♡ he's so funny without doing anything

bye this was supposed to be a short drabble but><

thinking about...

spy x family au! spy nanami x assassin reader! w/ a baby yuuji on the side <3

but it's this nanami:

the first thought you had was: "wow. he's so cool😍" you never felt such a strong pull of attraction for anyone! the moment his head turned slowly to you; the gates of heaven opened, the angels started singing and you're thinking: "I have to have him"

it's perfect, if you guys are married then the secret police won't be suspicious of a single woman like you. and so, you follow him into the bakery, taking note of the bread he orders.

"excuse me, why are you staring at me?" the man asks which takes you by surprise. 'he noticed it? I'm getting sloppy!' you snapped out of your daydream, fingers fidgeting from the intensity of his stare.

"um I like your hair" (I like ya cut g) you say bashfully while biting your lip, it's as if you're confessing.

that was the moment nanami decided to marry you. finally someone who actually liked his hair! he wanted to go down on one knee, ask for your hand, imagining that you'd say yes—

"yes!" his daydream cloud goes poof as this pink haired kid shouts excitedly. his 'son' that is a telepath unbeknownst to him.

yuuji is excited at the prospect of having a mother, looking at you you're pretty too! 'a pretty mother!'. the fact that a kid has to help these adults go on a date, how pathetic.

"manami, who are those guys?" you ask in a soft voice, looking at the car that's furiously following you both. suddenly, it bumps into your ride which takes both of you by surprise.

'oh shit' "it's my *cough* clients"

his clients from the warehouse heist earlier.

"clients?"

"I'm a dancer. they're asking for my autograph"

it's like electricity traveled through your body, your heart beating as you fall deeper and deeper in love.

"I knew it! you're a dancer! the hair makes sense! they must be your super fans since they're going so far just to see you. im glad your work is going so well."

nanami doesn't know if you're an idiot or just acting dumb, but either way, he's thankful for it.

"why are these clients so aggressive?!" you ask him as you kick a man into a wall. this made you put your hands over your mouth, yourself surprised from the uncontrollable strength. "oops! i'm sorry! i don't know any dancing techniques but i tried my best!"

saying nanami is amazed would be an understatement, he's beguiled💖. 'what a strong woman' he says in his head as he's busy marveling at your beauty and strength. you huff, fixing your messy hair until nanami pulls you to hide from the rain of bullets.

"this way!" nanami holds your hand to escape when the goons desperately refill their guns. you think you're the one who should protect manami, but you're lost in the adrenaline rush of 'dancing' in an alleyway. this was a performance you'll never forget.

it's now or never. he's the most aesthetic man you've ever seen, you have to have him.

"manamiletsgetmarried" your lips blurt out like some kind of code that he successfully deciphered. he clearly heard you and well...he tripped. he stands up with a smiley face, checking his pockets for the diamond ring he snatched earlier, but it's gone with his pockets blown out. 'damn' he goes back to his stoic facade.

"ohmy! manami—" "lady I accept you"

however, the romantic moment gets cut off by the never-ending swarm of goons that has their patience pushed to the limit. they resort to pulling out the big guns that nanami has no choice but to pull his not-so-aesthetic explosive disco ball.

'ok fuck let's go'

"I take thee (y/n)" —'gosh you're so cute'

he's looking down at your crouched, hidden figure; bright eyes looking intently back at his. nanami felt his cheeks heat up from the thought, but he quickly shakes them off.

"for better or for worse, for richer or poorer..." he separates the explosive and the lid, his mind already calculating the exact time and the projectile of the bomb.

"in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health..." he slides the round lid on your finger, like a budget prop for a surprise roleplay. don't worry, he has plans to give you a diamond ring next time, but that'll have to do for now.

💣BOOM💥 — side mission complete. now onto the main for the night...

"I pledge myself to you." nanami says in his sexy voice that produces butterflies in your tummy. he's so hot you need help getting up after this 'cause your knees are weak.

'until my killing...' this is it, you won at life, those bitches at your workplace can now shut up. you bagged a gorgeous man, a talented dancer. what an achievement. and he just got down on one knee tonight in the most romantic way to propose ever.

'until my mission...' once nanami realized he was acting all suave, he cringed so hard but okay. he has to do this for the sake of the mission. he would be lying if tonight wasn't the best night in his entire life yet.

'...do we apart'

no turning back for nanami kento and (y/n) (l/n)

THE END

#jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk hcs #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #nanami x reader #nanami x reader fluff #nanami fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #nanami x reader smut #nanami kento x reader #nanami smut #jjk imagines #jjk headcanons

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sanchoyo · 3 years

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danny phantom season 2, episode 17-20 thoughts! finishing up season two! the finale is the THIRD 2-PARTER OF SEASON 2. that's so many! I wonder how many season 3 will have?

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-UERGH WHY DOES VLAD HAVE AN AI WITH MADDIE'S FACE ON IT. SOOO CREEPY. AND MORE 'CREATIONS' waiiiit. vlad is Dr. Frankenstein! (despite his ghost design obviously referencing vampires) HE HAS 'CREATIONS' HE MAKES THEN WONT TAKE REAL RESPONSIBILITY FOR!!! this bitch.

-danny was late and his friends immediately start going off about how hes inconsiderate, and has been treating them like sidekicks??? he just overslept, my god. chill. even if he has, be nicer about talking about it with him?? he really can't help that he sometimes has to chase the ghosts, or has a secret identity to protect...

-'what kind of ghost haunts a miniature golf course' umm. me as a ghost. next question

-imagine going home and theres a tiny child on your bed claiming to be your cousin. with as many cousins I have, I would probably believe her. but the 'ran away from home' BIT....SHES 12?? SHES SO TINY. I hate that they have her belly out in her ghost form, but I like how her colors are asymmetrical. something about her design...maybe the proportions?? are weird to me...anyway danny was good to feed her, but he shouldve taken her to his parents FIRST. or, tbh, probably jazz. (JAZZ DIDNT EVEN GET TO MEET HER!!! NOOO. I mean she said she'll be BACK BUT STILL)

-ANYWAY. shes voiced by AnnaSophia Robb, the girl who was in because of winn dixie, played as violet from charlie and the chocolate factory, and was the girl from bridge to terrabithia. (the movie that made me cry hysterically when I was 12 and I never watched it again because it Broke Me!) thats super cool.

-vlad sucks: the episode, basically. what's new!! I love how he's like, I'm Not A Villain. *immediately cuts to him torturing danny to make him transform, to get mid-transformation DNA, to perfect a Clone.* *immediately shows that he doesnt give a shit about his new daughter Dani and just wants a ''more perfect clone'' and will put her in danger to get that. will let her DIE to get that*

-Dani is danny's clone and is a girl? transgenderism....one of them has to be trans. or they both are.

-dani just. leaving at the end. WHAT? SHES 12. DONT JUST. NO!!! SHE WAS PROBABLY JUST BORN, A MONTH AGO AT MOST, RIGHT?? SHE NEEDS...SOMEWHERE TO LIVE. MONEY? FOOD?? A FAMILY?? AN EDUCATION???! WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S LEAVING!!! OKAY BYE I GUESS!!! D: concern!!!

-the next ep opens with skulker chasing a ghost down. ...does skulker count as a ghost hunter in the way valerie and danny do? I mean, sure, he hunts the good guys too, but he. he hunts ghosts...also, we haven't seen his Real Form since his debut episode! tiny...

-the guys in white are back! ngl, I assumed they were a gag for that one episode. you're telling me they might actually be a threat? ok.

-valerie in her lil nasty burger uniform looks so cute!! glad shes not in that mascot uniform this time. I guess she stopped hiding that she's working there now?

-gregor having white hair, dressed in black and white...and green eyes...sam has a Type, I guess.

-danny being unnecessarily hostile about gregor. danny!!! hes been nice so far. he looks a little...tall to be 14, but. danny doesnt know anything about him! (he does Suspect, but...you cant just spy on people and be rude to them from a hunch.) also, gregor kissed her, and when she freaked out, he was like 'oh no!! sorry, we can take it slow! I understand!' which was NICE. I hate jealousy plots still tho.

-altho. umm. tucker, being concerned about danny spying on them??? SAM AND YOU WERE SPYING ON DANNY AND VALERIE A FEW EPISODES AGO!!!!! im not saying its RIGHT, but dont be a hypocrite!!! AND THEN SAM BEING MAD ABOUT IT, TOO.

-DANNY IS A 7 ON THE SCALE OF ECTOPLASMIC POWER!!! out of 10? so I want to know where the other ghosts rank...I mean it's a list from the guys in white, so, it may not even be accurate, like, they havent seen ALL of his powers, have they?

-Lancer being like 'im not cooperating with the FEDS' until they said they could access his tax records. they already did that joke with jack, but like, its still funny. kings of tax evasion.

-tucker's aggressive third-wheeling. but gregor being super into it. gregor/tucker is the real ship here. then gregor kissing danny on both cheeks after hugging him. bi poly king gregor. (he does turn out to be a liar with a phoney accent. unsurprising, BUT THE CONCEPT OF HIM BEING GENUINE AND THEM ALL DATING IS FUN)

-THE...GUYS IN WHITE THINKING GREGOR IS DANNY PHANTOM. LMAOOO. GET HIS ASS. or,, Elliot. lmfao

-sam saying tucker is part of the package because theyre friends was super sweet <3 but also 'part of the package'...polyships are obviously the solution to these dumb jealousy/love triangle plots.

-danny crashed a whole plane. the collateral damage...

-is he....

-you know....

.... (ITS NOT GAY IF YOU'RE DOING IT TO PRETEND TO BE SOMEONE YOU'RE NOT, AND LIE TO A GIRL. RIGHT? he was getting a little too into pretending to enjoy tucker's company, and the above...c'mon, guy.)

-lmao, freakshow is in actual prison. I didn't expect a follow up, or for him to show back up! in the finale of this season, too!

-THE SICK TATTOO GHOST IS NAMED LYDIA!!! more Lore On her. freakshow seemed genuinely concerned about her. also, is she mute? I don't think she talked the first time we saw her, either. and we didn't know freakshow 'envied' ghosts, either, the first time, we just knew he was controlling them. interesting!

-...they literally stole the infinity gauntlet from marvel and called it the reality gauntlet. is that legal. what the fuck. even with the gems in the lil slots, having different powers...they had freakshow in jail, but didnt check his pockets??! hes just still in his lil outfit??? what kind of ...oh, its in amity park. yeah, all of the adults are idiots, okay, sure.

-'freakshow!' 'in the anemic flesh!' dude take some iron pills then. also, sure, the red eyes could be contacts for his aesthetic, but the whites of his eyes are yellow! does he have jaundice?! he severely needs more...like, every kind of vitamin. (this is what im worried about as freakshow attacks danny with giant robots)

-again, goth circus is a sick theme, and I love his goth train.

-oh FUCK every single person saw danny transform. on a stage. including his parents via TV. oh god. the guys in white and immediately like 'youre coming in for experiments!' SCARY. at least the crowd is willing to help him to escape...perks of now being a local celeb! even the kids at school are accepting :) this is what, the third time his family has found out? its always been an alt timeline tho. and danny fully intending to just rewrite things again instead of...I dunno, trying to roll with it this time? hes really worried his family won't accept him, huh...

-'maybe our son IS THE GHOST BOY, but its not as if our family's ghostly activities have EVER PUT YOUR FAMILIES IN DANGER' maddie. mmmmmmmmmmmm. okay.

-danny 100% prepared to run away from home because of this :( oh :( and saying his parents are 'looking for him, or a scalpel to dissect him with' ouch...

-THE GUYS IN WHITE TRYING TO ARREST A 14 YEAR OLD. fuck da feds.

-side note (another one about voice actors...) freakshow's voice actor, Jon Cryer, was lex luthor in pretty much every DC tv show, which is why I recognized his voice, because my dad loves those shows so I've seen a good bit of them without seeking them out...)

-the old man saying 'hey, i still had minutes left!' and danny saying 'you gotta watch those roaming charges!' about danny destroying the people in the diner's phones so no one could report seeing him...would kids today understand these things. can you even BUY minutes anymore...I remember my first phone being a flip phone, and the fact I always had minutes when my sister ran out super fast, because I didnt have friends calling or texting me like she did...:/

-the fentons being genuinely like 'why didnt danny trust us and tell us this, we love him :(' and JAZZ LAYING INTO THEM WITH THE 'DISSECTION/MOLECULE BY MOLECULE' LINES. LITERALLLLY. they need to apologize

-technically, lydias stronger than you! -jazz lesbianism moments! when did you even learn her name!!! but also get freakshows ass. lydia is also cooler looking. looove her design sm still.

-jazz psychoanalyzing freakshow... (also, her also having ghost envy? au where jazz is a ghost!! id like to see it)

-im glad the kids still got to go to their respective vacation things, even if they cant really stick around and enjoy them much...

-furry: confirmed. (also tucker calling her hot. tucker is a furry confirmed)

-danny being mad someone at the comic con is selling comics of him without permission, lmfao. give him his royalties!

-freakshow > thanos because hes a drama clown and does use his gauntlet to be FLASHY AND DRAMATIC.

-jazz's 'USE PYSCOLOGY' to danny about freakshow LMAOO. AND THEN IT WORKING. but, oh, freakshow's ghost form sucks. I like him as a clown better tbh. good thing danny took away his ghost powers!

-his parents hugging him and saying theyre proud :"( and saying 'of course you lied to us, we never gave you a reason not to!' and saying they were in the wrong basically for always talking about hurting ghosts aaaa :""(

-then he WIPED THEIR MEMORIES AGAIN!!! FUCK. I can understand him wiping the goverments/student bodies' memories, but why his parents?? they were being accepting!! ARGHHH. season 3 couldve been them all trying to adjust to them knowing!

-I know, on a meta level the showrunners probably wanted to just reset things to the status quo of him having a secret identity. But. We've been doing that for (2) seasons, I'd love if season 3 could be like, his parents adjusting to this and trying way harder to learn more and accept it (and the shenanigans that could come from that) and for fun, if he didn't wipe the students memories, it could be him being popular for a while, then everyone slowly realizing, oh, he's still Danny. Like. he might have ghost powers but hes Just The Same Guy instead of putting him on a pedestal (and seeing them all try and help him hide it from the giw/people who don't know!!)

-fuck they didn't even explain WHY he wiped everyone except sam, tucker and jazz's memories. he just Did It right when his parents were saying they loved/accepted him!! and sam and tucker didnt question it at all!!! HELLO??? very annoyed about this turn of events.

-anyway. onto season 3! I know its shorter than the first two seasons, and is the last season... I might just do it in 2 bursts if I can... :3c depends on the episodes' content and how much I want to say about each!

#sanchoyorambles #danny phantom #dp thoughts

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tallulahchanel · 4 years

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Beautiful Ones (Chapter 1)

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Nakia was a lot of things. Smart, sophisticated, and—like her umama—she could kick butt like no one’s business. Insecure was not one of them.

Yet, somehow, that woman made her feel that way.

The first time Nakia laid eyes on her was at the UN Conference in Vienna.

She walked two steps behind T'Challa, noticing how tight he gripped his wife's hand for dear life. At some point, Naomi became annoyed and she wiggled her hand out of his grip before swatting him with the other one.

"What are you trying to do? Cut off my circulation?"

T'Challa turned to her and gave her that charming smile she always falls for. "I'm sorry, iplato yetshukela (sugar plum)."

Naomi glared at him, but Nakia could see a smile twitch at the corners of her lips. She giggled at their adorable interaction, earning a quirked brow from Naomi.

"And what do you find so funny?"

The War Dog shook her head. "Nothing, my queen. I just think you two are quite adorable."

Naomi must have mistaken her words for snarkiness because she draped her arm on T'Challa's shoulder and planted a kiss on his cheek. "That's what happens when you're in love."

Nakia returned her queen’s actions with a smirk.

"Agent Ross," T'Challa greeted him the second he laid eyes on him.

"Your Highness," Everett returned as he held out his free hand to shake T’Challa’s—his other cradling a small cup of coffee. He greeted the rest of the group, but his eyes lingered when they locked with Nakia's.

"There you are," a female voice cut through the eye contact and the War Dog's gaze found a woman walking towards them.

She couldn't take her eyes off the woman. Gorgeous, tanned skin, sparkling blue eyes, and shiny blonde hair. Nakia especially took note of the short skirt and matching blazer that drew attention to her nicely toned legs and her perfectly shaped cleavage.

"You just left me at the coffee stand," the blonde woman told Everett as she approached him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He gave her an adorable smile.

She returned his smile by flashing her pearly whites. "That's alright. Just don't do it again."

Nakia finally took her eyes off her when the sound of T'Challa clearing his throat got her attention as well as Agent Ross and his......friend.

"My apologies," Everett began as he draped an arm around her shoulders. "Agent Savannah Greene. My partner, who decided to accompany me today. Savannah, this is King T'Challa of Wakanda and his lovely wife Naomi. His guards Okoye and Ayo. And this is Nakia."

The blonde woman's eyes laid on her and a small smile crept on her lips. "So, you're Nakia."

The War Dog smiled back at her. "Yes, I am."

"It's nice to finally meet you. Agent Ross has talked about you non-stop."

"Has he now?" Nakia gave him a flattered smile, but he looked down and sipped his coffee.

"I practically had to beg him to stop." Savannah chuckled while placing a hand on his chest.

The War Dog narrowed her eyes, suddenly overcome with a need to slap that woman’s hand off his chest.

"If I didn't know any better, I would think he had fallen in love with you."

Nakia's brown eyes found Savannah's blue ones and a smirk crept on her lips, relishing the agitation that filled in them. "I've been told that it's not too hard to fall in love with me."

The blonde woman returned her smirk with one of her own and turned to T'Challa. "Agent Ross has informed me that you helped him after he was shot. I cannot thank you enough. After all, I'm nothing without him."

Everett chuckled. "She's exaggerating. She's an exceptional agent, and anyone would be fortunate to work with her."

"Well, I'm honored you think so highly of me." She looked her partner deep in his eyes and batted her long eyelashes, causing Nakia to roll her own.

"If you'll excuse me, Agent Greene, I would like a word with King T'Challa."

"Of course." She smiled at him and stepped off to the side.

Nakia stood next to Okoye when T'Challa excused himself. While she watched the exchange between the two men, she felt a pair of eyes on her. She turned to see Savannah's eyes carefully reading her as if searching for a flaw or something to stand out of place. "Anything I can do for you, Agent Greene?"

"Oh! Nothing. I was just......" she trailed off, unable to conjure a believable response.

Silence fell between them as they went back to watching the exchange between T'Challa and Everett.

"You know," the blonde woman began while sauntering over to her, "Agent Ross doesn't really date."

"Mhmm," Nakia responded, but kept her eyes on the two men exchanging words.

"I'm serious. He’s practically married to his work. Do you know how many times I've found him asleep at his desk with half-empty take out containers?”

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, the War Dog decided to give Savannah her undivided attention. "I'm sure his work keeps him busy."

"It does. Why else do you think he barely has time to date?"

"Well, if Agent Ross is the man I think he is, then he'll find time for it, especially if the right woman comes along." Nakia cocked a brow as a smirk formed on her lips.

"Yes, well....he’ll find the right one in time. For now, I think he's content with focusing solely on his work."

"Agent Greene, if you don't mind me asking, why are you telling me this?"

"Well, you seem like someone special in his life—I gathered that from the way he spoke about you. I thought you might want to know."

"While your concern for his personal life is admirable, I should inform you that there's nothing between Agent Ross and I. He saved my life and I, in turn, saved his. Any communication between us has been that of a professional capacity."

"That's wonderful. Maybe, for the sake of his reputation, it should stay that way."

Before Nakia had the chance to ask her what that meant, Savannah stepped away to retake her place next to her partner.

"I will hold you to that, Everett," were T'Challa's final words to him before ascending the stairs. She took that as her queue to follow him.

"T'Challa," Everett addressed him before clearing his throat. "Umnqweno onomdla kunye neeshishi ezininzi (Good luck and many shoelaces)."

Nakia watched T'Challa’s face carefully and chuckled when his expression softened.

"It was close."

Everett responded with a bright smile. "Don't laugh. I practiced that."

"Enkosi (Thank you), Everett. Enkosi."

Nakia locked eyes with Everett one last time and smiled at him before following T'Challa to the conference room.

When she entered the room, she waved at Kya, who sat in the back next to Shuri. The pair of best friends were soon joined by Everett and Savannah, and her baby sister greeted him with a friendly hug and smiled at Agent Greene.

During the press conference, Nakia kept feeling a pair of eyes on her. Assuming it was Kya, she looked over to smile at her sister, but to her surprise, she locked eyes with Everett Ross, who had a small smile on his lips. With warm cheeks, she returned his smile and turned her attention to the press conference again.

After two hours of long, drawn-out speeches and redundant questions, she was finally released from the conference and she couldn’t wait to go back to the hotel and relax. She met Kya outside and hugged her.

“Hello, omncinci (little one). What did you think?”

“It was amazing.” She lowered her voice to a whisper. “Plus, I noticed that a certain CIA Agent couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off you.”

“Shh.” Nakia shushed Kya just as Agent Ross walked over to them with Agent Greene following behind him. “Hello again, Agent Ross and Agent Greene. Did you enjoy the press conference?”

“Yes,” Savannah answered. “It was informative.”

The War Dog smiled. “I’m glad you liked it.”

“Hi, I’m Kya. I’m Nakia’s little sister.”

“Oh yes, you were the pleasant young lady that sat next to Agent Ross. Nice to meet you.” She gave the youngest Shauku sibling a friendly smile.

“So,” Everett spoke up, his eyes on Nakia, “what’s this about an Outreach Center?”

She smiled at him. “It’s like a community center almost. We’re still in development, but it shouldn’t take too long.”

“I would love to come by someday and see it for myself, if that isn’t a problem.”

“I think we both would,” Savannah interjected, receiving quirked brows from Nakia, Kya, and Everett. She gave her partner a charming smile while placing a hand on his shoulder. “I think it would be an educational experience for me. Don’t you think so, Agent Ross?”

Nakia’s eyes narrowed at Savannah’s perfectly manicured hand on his shoulder.

“Actually,” Kya’s voice earned her attention, “I was just telling my usisi omkhulu (big sister) here that I’m planning a little Grand Opening get together for us and the families in the neighborhood. You should come, Agent Ross.”

Everett smiled at her. “I would be honored.”

“As will I,” Savannah hastily added.

Nakia found Agent Greene’s eyes and the blonde woman gave her a smirk as if she won something.

“Great!” Kya gave them both a bright smile and took her big sister’s hand. “Come on, usisi.”

“Miss Nakia.”

She looked back to lock eyes with Everett, who gave her an adorable smile.

“It was nice seeing you again.”

She returned his smile with one of her own. “It was nice seeing you too.”

~~~

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natashaashleymarvelromanoff · 5 years

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I'm So Glad You’re Back - Chapter 6

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Asgard 2013

It hadn't been long since the racoon and god landed in Asgard. After deactivating their bracelets and their suits retracting the two carefully navigated their way through the castle.

Rocket didn't fail to notice the glee on Thor's face at being in Asgard. He couldn't help but remember when he and his family found the ‘pirate angel’ as Drax had put it. Thor was the only survivor they found among the wreckage of his ship. And a survivor of the handful of Asgardians that were left. Rocket felt guilty all of a sudden seeing Thor's face marvelling at the little details of the palace. He didn't reach out or talk to Thor as much as he should have. Thor had been in a dark place and he should have done something. Even if it was just a call to him.

…

As he stayed in the shadows on the golden walls, thor smiled as he made way to the room jane had been staying in when she was here. All the memories he had made here, him and Loki running around the halls. Their father scolding them for damaging priceless items. Their mother giving them cuddles and kisses. It was almost heartbreaking to be here again. But at the same time, he felt right at home.

As Thor and Rocket rounded the corner of the hallway. They stopped at a room with two huge golded decorated doors that had voices coming from the inside. Janes room. The blonde thought.

“This it? Okay, you distract her and ill get the stone out.”

"I don't think I can do this”

"What?! What do you mean?

Thor's breath suddenly started to get shorter, in little gasps. He was panicking. Rocket realised it must have been too much for him to handle being back here. Jumping up onto the ledge close to thors height, rocket faced thor and tried to calm him down. But Thor was just getting more anxious, the god was turning into himself, hunching his back over as his legs fell out underneath him bringing his knees to the floor, rocket noticed Thor was trying to squeeze himself tighter to comfort himself. It wasn't until a voice coming from the end of the hallway spoke that thors breath caught in his throat.

Trying to remain as quiet as he could, rocket jumped higher up the walls finding somewhere to hide so he wouldn't be spotted by whoever was coming closer. He knew Thor would be okay if someone saw him. He was the future king to his people, they wouldn't bat an eyelid.

Rocket watched as Thor, rose from the floor and Adjusted his posture to his regular height, but as the two started to interact, Rocket couldn't help but feel he was intruding. Deciding to leave the two, Rocket made his way into the room with the golden doors and proceeded on their mission to take the stone.

After returning to standing thors eyes started to widen as the voice that had broken him out of trance got closer.

As she walked around the corner with her handmaidens, queen Frigga told them to go on without her as she needed to check on jane. They graciously did as the queen said, taking off down another corridor.

But as Thor's mother made her way to janes door, she stopped. Feeling the presence behind her. Turning around Frigga laid eyes on her son, but something was different. He looked different from the last time she had spoken to him, and that was only a short time ago. But it wasn't the difference in appearance that had confused her. It was the look of pure joy and emotion of her son's face.

"Mother?” thors voiced broke as he uttered a word he hadn't used in years.

…..

“Thor, What are you doing? You’re better off leaving the sneaking to your brother.“ her face was covered in a light heated fondness for her son.

Trying to act as casual as he could, Thor curled in on himself as if trying to make himself seem smaller.

"now see I was just going for a walk…"

"What are you wearing?" her eyebrows furrowing in confusion as she looked at him. Something was wrong.

"Oh, this? i always wear this. it's one of my favourite sweat-"

"your eye. what have you done to it?"

the mother of the god knew something was wrong. She knew it instantly. She was his mother. She had birthed him and raised him. This was her son, but it wasn't her son that she had seen just a few hours earlier.

“You're not the thor I have just spoken to hours ago are you?” she questioned the man. But she had no malice or ill intent on her face. The man in front of her, her son was clearly distressed, and she didn't want to upset him.

“ what? No no no, of course, I am, which other thor would I possibly be?" Recovering from his little panic attack, thor gaped at his mother as she questioned who he was. And failing miserably at trying to convince her he was still the same thor, shook his head vigorously and shuffled on his feet, avoiding her eyes.

Watching the strange actions her son was making the queen walked up closer to him and rested her hand on his cheek. Stopping him instantly from moving and talking. Instead, he sunk his cheek further into her hand, he hadn't felt the touch of his mother in years. Once he did, it confirmed her suspicions

“Thor you are my son, I would know instantly if something was wrong. You've seen loss and guilt. All this from your future. Well, I suppose it would be your past wouldn't it?"

Thor could only nod his head at her.

“You're from the future. But tell me. Why are you here?” the blonde man sighed at her statement, of course, she would know.

“Something happened, a few years ago. But before it did, I had the chance to stop it and I made the wrong decision. It cost us half the universe. But a few days ago we were given another chance to fix things. That's why Im here. I need the Reality stone. I'll bring it back of course.”

Oh, my sweetheart. Frigga pulled thor into her arms, hugging him just like she used to when he was younger. And he gladly accepted.

“I can't imagine what you must have felt, the guilt you must still feel. But thor, you must remember that just because you made a different decision, does not make what happened your fault, my son”

“You really think that?”

“Of course I do. Your heart means nothing but kindness. But I'm afraid I won't be able to help you in retrieving the stone from Jane”

The mans face dropped. She wasn't going to help?

“Why not?”

“Because whilst we were talking, your little rabbit friend has already taken the liberty of collecting it.” she smirked at him. Thor's eyebrows knitted together at her words. It wasn't until rocket ran over to them with the vile that held it, that thor realised what his mother had said.

….

Rocket decided that he had made a good decision leaving Thor and his mother alone. The dude had lost her years ago and was seeing her again for the first time in ages. He didn't want to intrude on that.

Climbing his way higher up the walls of the bedroom doors, he pushed with all his strength to open them slightly to give a little leeway to let him in. thankfully neither Thor or his mother or Jane noticed the door moving.

All he needed was jane to turn her back so he could leap down and stab her. Well, not stab, but inject her so he could get the stone.

Staying up high and crawling across the walls so Jane wouldn't notice him, he saw an opportunity.

….

“Rocket! Did you get the stone already? Thor was surprised that his little friend had already retrieved the stone. How long was he talking with his mother?

Shrugging it of fas no big deal in front of the extremely pretty lady and thor, rocket replied.

“Yeah, I didn't wanna get in the way of you two so I thought id make our trip easier.”

“So your thor's friend? Its an always an honour to meet my son's friends.” the regal woman, tilted her head downwards to greet Thor's friend.

“Woah hahaha! An honour? To meet me? Well if you say so your highness” rocket grinned. God wait till they got everybody back and he told quill about this.

Smiling at the animal's enthusiasm, Frigga turned back to her son and took his hands in hers.

I suppose this means this is the last time I shall see you, my son. The older you of course. I love you so much thor.” queen Frigga leaned forward on her tiptoes and kissed her son on his forehead.

Thor couldn't help but let out a small sob as she did. She had no idea this would be the last time she saw the younger or older version of him. Soaking the feeling of his mother, thor lingered as she pulled away. Lifting her hand upwards to his face, she curled a finger under his chin, making him look up at her.

“You will always be a hero Thor, everybody fails at who they are supposed to be, but what matters is you are still the same person you always have been. Now you better hurry and get back.”

Nodding at his mother, Thor pulled away and turned before he stopped.

“Hold on, let me just try.”

Sticking his arm out, thor scrunched his face in anticipation whilst rocket stared at Thor in confusion. Noticing the curious look on rockets face, the queen explained.

“It can sometimes take a minute”

All of a sudden, an object travelling at the speed of a bullet flew its self in through the window and into Thor's hand.

Mjolnir.

Suddenly Thor's eyes lit up, his mouth making the biggest grin rocket had seen. The god let out a lough laugh as he stared at the hammer in his hand.

“I'm still worthy?!”

“Of course you are sweetheart, you always will be.” leaving with his mother's words still in his head, he and rocket made their way back through the palace to find a safe spot to jump from. It wasn't until they approached a certain door, the god realised they would need to go through the dungeons.

Then he remembered. There was someone in the dungeons that he hadn't seen in a long time also. Loki.

……

“Hello brother”

Letting out a huff of annoyance, Loki rolled his eyes and turned his head to the sound of his brother's voice.

“And what gives me the pleasure of having you visit me 2 times today brother?” Loki's usual sarcasm poured out. Thor didn't think he could possibly miss Loki's snide remarks towards him, but hearing it come out of his mouth confirmed it.

“No reason, but I suppose its to say goodbye.” his older brother called out

Furrowing his brow, Loki sat up from his bed in the white room and cocked his head at his brother's words. But as he focused properly on his sibling, he noticed there was something different about him. He looked smaller as if he had lost some of his muscle. And his hair wasn't as attentively combed as he normally had it. Something was up.

“You see I'm from the future, time travel and all that. I just wanted to tell you that I love you brother. No matter what. And also, no one is ever going to believe you when you tell them.”

Taken aback Loki thought Thor was lying until a creature of some sort came into view.

“Thor we need to go now! The guards are coming.” the little animal shouted to thor.

The raven-haired man observed as his brother and the animal pushed a device on the back of their hands. Suddenly they were covered with a suit that looked like scales as it travelled up their bodies.

“Goodbye brother” Thor gave Loki a cheeky smile and then they jumped.

Watching in disbelief as Thor and the animal disappeared right in front of him, Loki ran further up to the window only to see there was nothing there.

“What in Valhalla's name just happened?”

#im so glad you're back #endgame #endgame fanfic #avengers #avengers endgame #thor odinson #rocket racoon #the guardians #fix it fic #romanogers #frigga #jane foster #asgard #natasha romanoff #Steve Rogers #tony stark #bruce banner #clint barton

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Adventures of Ccco Danvers Ep 1

A/N: When I introduced Coco in Nothing to Prove I placed it after Captain Marvel and before Endgame so it is difficult for me to choose when this takes place, I think a point that makes since is post Civil War and pre Infinity War, so this chapter is around Homecoming. I know fanfictions dont have to stick to cannon timelines and such but I try my best to because it is what I like to do. I needed Tony to be on earth and Fury to not be dusted yet. Also a huge thankyou to @merthurians-prat-and-idiot for thier help so far and I apologize that this doesnt have a keep reading; I use mobile.

"How are you enjoying earth so far, Little One?" Fury asks the alien child laying on the floor and playing with a stuffed Winnie the Pooh bear that he had gotten from his mother's house, one of his old toys.

"How long have I been here?" Coco asks curiosuly, looking back up at him. "Two weeks, Little One."

"I like earth," she smiles brightly. "Im glad to hear it. Today we are taking a trip, okay?" "A trip? To where? Another planet?" "No, still earth but New York." "What is this New York?" "It's where we have some friends that I trust to look out for you while I'm away for a bit." He answers as she stands and slides the small matching Winnie the Pooh backpack straps onto her shoulders. He takes her hand and walks her to the car, opens the door for her and straps the five year old into the passengers seat before walking around the front to get into the drivers seat, turning the key and starting the car beginning the journey.

"Uncle Fury, when we arrive in New York, where are you going?" "Dont worry about that Little One, I'll be back real soon," he smiles and reaches over to rub her head. "Mom too?" "Little One, Coco, I dont know when Carol will be back but she will. Promise," he boops her nose and she giggles and nods. "Our friends in New York, Maria and Monica?" "No, I couldn't track them down but you will be safe, see Coco, I have trust issues, but I trust you, and I trust Carol. Do you trust me and Carol?" Coco nods, she didnt even have to think about it.

After driving for hours they arrive outside of Tony Stark's place. Fury gets out and let's her out, taking her hand her goes inside. "Hey!" He calls out. It was quiet, too quiet. Someone had to be here.

"Hey, Fury? What are you doing her?" Tony walks up wiping car oil from his hands onto a rag.

Coco held Fury's hand and hid behind him as the man with the dark hair and big brown eyes, covered in some dirty black stuff and wearing a light blue flannel and blue jeans came closer. "Bring someone?" The man asked, his eyes directing to her.

"Tony Stark," Fury leans foward and shakes the mans hand. "Better question, are you missing someone?" He makes obvious he means how empty and quiet everything was. "A few people yeah, something like that. Who's this?"

"This is Coco," Fury looks behind himself to her and she peeks around him. "It's okay Little One"

She stays attached to Fury's legs but comes around so Tony can see her, expecting him to be horrifed. "Coco, this is Tony Stark. I need to go somewhere and I need you to look after her."

Tony blinked at her and tilted his head. "Alright. Hey Honeybee, how do you know him?" He kneels down to her and smiles, pointing to Fury with his eyes. "Uncle Fury, Mom left me with him." "Your mom left you with him?" Tony points up to Fury and laughs softly, "blink twice if youre in danger," Tony whispers as a joke but she doesn't understand.

Tony looked up at Fury and could obviously tell that this was no joking matter to him so he clears his throat and stands. "I'll look after her, when will you be back?"

"A week, two. Soon," Tony found himself against the wall with Fury's hand around his throat and their noses so close they could pratically kiss. "Stark, if anything happens to Coco, it's me and you and I don't care what your suit is made of. Got me? I'm not playing with you." "You can trust me," Tony says honestly. Fury slowly release him and turns to go back to Coco. He kneels and kisses her cheek, "be good Little One, okay? I'll be back soon. Stay close to him, if anyone tries anything he will protect you," she nods and wraps her arms around Fury's neck, he returns the hug by gently wrapping a arm around her, so to not hurt her and leaves.

Tony smiles and he and Coco stand in a awkward silence in a hall for a few moments. "so....you like Winnie the Pooh?" He points to the bear in her arms and the bag. She looks down at it to see what he is talking about. "Yes," she answers honestly because she loved the stuffed bear. "Have you seen it?" "No?" "That's what I thought, Pop Pop Tony is going to upgrade that, sound good?" She nods, having no idea what he is talking about as he places a hand on the back of her head and goes to his bedroom.

"Okay, sit up there on the bed and watch some tv for a minute, okay?" He gives her the remote and shows her how to find channels and he goes to wash up in the shower.

She scrolls and stops on a channel that caught her attention. A half hour later Tony walks out in a tshirt and hoodie, drying his hair with a towel and all the black stuff from before gone. "Did you find something?" He asks her.

"Yes? What is this?" She asks about she was watching, "what was that on you?" Tony came and sat by her on the edge, "you mean the oil? It's what is inside of cars. That would be...," he looks at the tv, "Kung Fu Panda," he smiles and scoops her up.

--one drive to Target later, because I feel like Tony is a Target and not a Walmart person--

"See anything you like and just grab it and throw it in the cart," he tells her as he picks her up and places her in the seat of the buggy. "Why am I in here?" She laughs.

"Because I dont want to chase you," he answers cooly but she can see the small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "What's in your bag?" He asks and unzips it to look, "you need clothes. How long have you been on earth?" "Uncle Fury says two weeks" "what have you been wearing?" "Clothes from his mom, she had them in a box"

Tony shakes his head and begins looking around. "See anything you like?" "I'm looking." "Yes ma'am," he laughs as they look around. After a hour and a half, three new little flannels, some jeans, a little leather jacket, muscle t-shirts from the little boys section of the store, that she chose herself, and some Funko Pops! he isnisted were cool and she must have later, he is paying for everything and lets her change in the dressing room so she can wear a new outfit home.

--later that day--

"I'm looking for Tony Stank," a old man with a box says at the door.

Coco had just walked into the room after playing with her pops for hours to ask for food. There was a man with Tony.

Tony sighs and rolls his eyes, "twice, really? Im done with that site," he takes the package.

"Hi Sugar," the other man acknowledged her as he turned with a smile. She waves.

"Yeah Coco?" "Pop Pop Tony, I'm hungry."

"Pop Pop Tony?" The man cranes to face Tony ans asks teasingly. "Hey Sugar, I'm Rhodey, whats your name?" "Coco," she smiles and accepts the fist bump being offered to her, Fury and her mom had taught her how.

"Ever had a hoagie?"

"Pop Pop Tony, I don't want hoagies," Rhodey whines and forms a big shit eating grin.

"Fine, cheeseburgers?"

"I could go for that," Rhodey agrees and puts Coco on his shoulders as they leave.

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bash-it-all-blog · 6 years

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Just read through your Neighbors AU and it's absolutely beautiful. Steve tripping over himself trying to talk to Tony is the best. I'm just gonna ask a bunch of questions and you can pick and choose which ones to answer. When does everyone else realize that Tony is a smol bean that needs to be protected at all cost? Do Tony and Bruce science together? Does Dum-E exist? Do they meet Rhodey? Does Ty show up and be the abusive dick that he is; what does they do about it?? I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!!

Awe. Thank you! Your praise honestly means so much to me! I’m super insecure about my writing, and I am so so happy to answer all your questions, I’ll try my best!

Also, I’m answering on my phone so excuse any grammatical or formatting errors. Also it gets like angsty.

It takes the friends a couple of weeks to get Tony to really talk to them.

Tony is jumpy and hesitant about everything and it breaks Steve’s heart, mostly because he knows it takes trauma to make someone that way. He knows Tony has been hurt so bad that it’s clear in his everyday life. It’s also clear that Tony, Tony is still hurting. And that’s something Steve can’t stand for.

The first thing Steve does is talk to Thor. Thor is easily the most intimidating if you don’t know him. Steve himself is a pretty big guy but Tony so far has responded well to Steve and Steve makes sure that it stays that way. Steve tells Thor that he needs to tone it down a little bit around Tony and to Steve’s surprise Thor was already aware.

“Steven, my friend.” Thor started, then his eyes got a bit glazed. “When I was a young boy, my mother was full of life. I remember the tales she used to spin as if it were just yesterday, she would tell my brother and I tales that were meant to inspire us, to live lives we loved and were proud of. But as the years past the tales became less dreamy and more dreary. Rather then finding love, they became tales of finding shelter and keeping safe. Of making sure not to fall into the witches hands rather then the fantastical adventure of fighting dragons and escaping a giant’s castle. It was a subtle change but as we grew we understood that our mother-,” Thor’s breath hitched. “Our mother, rather then fighting the dragon or escaping the giant’s castle. She had stayed because she was afraid that if she attempted to leave it would only get worse.”

Steve felt nauseous, but Thor continued. “And so my mother never left and neither did we until it was time for us to go to university. It was after our final year that Loki and I had received jobs here in the states. My father wanted me to take over the company but Loki had foresaw the fall of it. So I trusted him and we left. We begged our mother to come but she said she was happy where she was and that she couldn’t possibly leave.” The larger man closed his eyes. “It was later I realized that she said she couldn’t leave not that she didn’t want to but by then it was too late.” The prince stopped breathing but continued and Steve was afraid for what would come next. “What hurt the most was even though it was not by the dragons hand, it was by the dragons blame that my mother was slain. It is painful that a dagger through the gut was my mother’s only salvation. ”

And Steve could only watch the usually jovial man broke out into silent tears.

“Steven, we are so so very lucky that Tony was able to escape his dragon. And we are so lucky to be given the chance to help heal him of his burns.” Thor looked at Steve. And Steve pulled his friend- no his brother into a hug.

“I’m so sorry Thor.”

“It is in the past now. Fresh enough but I am healing. My brother though is whom I worry for.”

“We’ll keep an eye on him. And Tony. We’ll take care of ‘em. All of ‘em.”

“Thank you, I am glad to have talked about it and do not worry about how I am around Tony, I have proclaimed it my duty to making sure that Tony does not fall back into his dragon’s clutches. We will protect him and we will help heal him.”

“Yea Thor. We will.”

—- okay that got intense. I didn’t even plan on it. I made that up on the spot and shit there are more questions. I got you. Something to lighten you up after that. —-

It is after Tony begins to relax around them that they find out Tony is actually a genius.

Not actually certified though ‘cause Mensa didn’t have anything that could gauge Tony’s level of intelligence.

But anyways. They find out Tony’s a genius because of the stupidest thing. And ofc its Bilgesnipe.

They’re all chilling around bilgesnipe when Clint opened his mouth. “Okay guys but how the hell do we get rid of this thing without burning it.” Clint sighs. “But seriously just what would we have to do to get it into Thor’s room without ruining it, since we’re not allowed to throw it out and that’s the only way we’re getting rid of it.”

Tony looks up from his seat on the floor beside Natasha who was running her fingers through his hair. He tilts his head for a second and looks at Thor’s door. “You know. If we just tilt her right to a 172 degree angle and up about 63, it should fit. Theoretically at least, however that is if we shaved about 3.82 mm off of her top.” Tony replied flippantly. The rest of them only looked at their small cinnamon roll in confusion and shock.

“Tony, do you- uh.” Clint hesitated. “Are you like- a genius or something? Or are you just fucking with us?”

Tony’s eyes widened, “What do you mean?” Tony looked anxious but continued, “If you just look at the angles, Clint I swear I’m not lying or anything I just though you wanted to know ‘cause you asked and I’ll shut up.” Tony ducked down a bit and looked away from Clint.

Realizing his mistake Clint quickly tried to make it right. “No Tony, it’s just you surprised us. We knew you were smart but that’s incredible.” Clint watched Tony carefully, and saw the way Tony unfurled a bit at the praise.

“Hey Tony. Do you happen to be into science?” Bruce interrupted.

“Uh yea. I do enjoy it. I’m more of a hard science kinda guy but the soft stuff pulls me in sometimes.” Tony looked at Bruce a bit confused.

Bruce looked hesitant but asked anyways. “Do you have any interest in gamma rays?”

“Wait. Gamma rays.” Tony eyes flashed with recognition. “Wait your THE Bruce Banner!, holy shit!”

Bruce looked nervous at the praise. “I can’t believe it.” Tony stood up and walked over to Bruce. “Your work on anti-collision particles is amazing!” Then Tony clasped Bruce’s hands. “We are now science bros! There is a lot of science in our future Banner!”

And that’s when everyone realized the easiest way to get Tony out of his shell was science.

And bit by bit, Tony was healing.

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My phones at 2% but I will answer the rest of your questions later! In my next post. Anyone who comments immediately gets added to my tag list! 1%!!! Shit.

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Also because I feel like this is a huge part of the au I’m going to tag you guys who asked to be.

@justsomefunshit @colorfulblades@tired-but-here-i-am @blackhearted @im-here-for-marvel@rainbowdoom32@definitely-nope @iheartavengers

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last thing if my tags don’t work, something is not right because whenever I try to like do the verify-y thingy it says your blogs don’t exist. So if anyone knows how to fix that please help me.

Thx!

#neighbours au #askbash #bashwrites #genius tony #thor #steve rogers #odin's a+ parenting

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My Top Posts in 2021

Jumping in for a moment

K I’m certain no one’s gonna see this haha BUT I wanna make a post about an author I adore and look upto a lot

@/chivalrousamour on AO3!!! God they have a tumblr now i can’t tag them now sodifhser

THIS PERSON HAS MADE 300 FICS FOR THIS ONE FANDOM OF THEIRS, Confession Executive Committee as part of Honeyworks, AND 288 OF THEM ARE FOR A SINGLE SHIP AND YET EACH AND EVERY FIC IS ABSOLUTELY MARVELLOUS AND STUNNING

I haven’t finished readin gthem all but I plan to eventually and I just need everyone to KNOW that they’re super amazing and awesome and have inspired me for so much

5 notes • Posted 2021-03-17 21:17:16 GMT

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My friend is doing some charity work for ramadan! Pls click the link and donate if you can! Or share and reblog.

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Hey! I noticed you wrote a liphiyo fic and I gotta say, it was wonderful~! 🧡🧡🧡 I'm gonna support you as a fan of your fic and a fellow fan of chivalrousamour UwU

AKSHSJSJJSJSJSSD AAAHHH???

oh ny god?? Thank you?? God i need to check tumblr more often again akdbd i competely missed this im so sorry im also tho just

AAAAA??

Thank you so much QAQ i was rly worried when i wrote the liphiyo fic because im not like. Fully in in the fandom and mainly know things through chivalrousamour's fics. Plus im mainly writing twisted wonderland things,, but thank you for the support, ill return every ounce of it back to you too!! I've seen you commenting on a bunch of chivalrousamour's fics and im glad someone else appreciates them as much as I do UvU

5 notes • Posted 2021-03-31 23:56:20 GMT

uwu imagine laying in bed with Ruggie. It's his first break from all of his part time jobs and you two just sit and do your own thing. You watching videos, or sniping others on discord. Ruggie is scrolling through his phone on what to get for dinner. And it's such a nice moment for you two. Cuddling. Legs tangled together as the sun slowly starts to set as Ruggie rest his head on your neck as this moment is simple yet also comforting. A lazy bot also a relaxing day for you both.

oh fuck you

33 notes • Posted 2021-05-23 23:25:47 GMT

#arrow sys#Love them#Absolute sweethearts all of em#And suoer fun to sprint with

FIRST OF ALL SOBS /pos

second,,, i know nothing abt twst or obey me but grabby hands at a ramble; i will absolutely listen if you wanted to talk about it :starry:

JSHDJF [WAILS ALOUD] I TOOK SO LONG SO GET BACK TO YOU THAT I FINISHED ONE OF THE WIPS IN THAT TIME LMAO!!

Well!! This is good promo! :> The one that i was typing up is finished now and it's the obey me fic! You can find it here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33644662

Mammon and Movies:

Basically! Someone read another fic of mine that included my self insert flappy stimming and also getting mental breakdown so it asked if i could include a couple other stims in another work since he enjoyed my first one! I. Took that request and made an entire fic dedicated to him lmao. So! I asked it later on for what it would like me to include and which character to use and here we are!

This is a 4K fic of Mammon from Obey Me paired with a Neurodivergent!Reader. The plot is that of him showing you a magic trick and smoothly whipping out a movie ticket!! You've been wanting to ask him to see a movie with you for a while so this is perfect! So perfect in fact that you're overwhelmed with happiness and have a brief moment of being nonverbal as you're overwhelmed with euphoria. Then the next day, you meet him at the venue and the date begins! Other scenes include him allowing you to hold onto his bracelets as it's one of your stims (he wears one of every texture to accomodate to your tastes), you dissociating out of anxiety in a movie theatre and him helping to ground you, and finally! Him sleeping on your shoulder before the movie ends.

Ik i kinda just said the majority of the plot lmao but! Its just a fluffy and sweet movie date! I enjoyed writing it a lot although i got about 80% of it done a month ago and tyn didn't touch it for like 2 weeks sjdbsjd i was p sad abt that. I like finishing things quickly esp when its for other people!! But it was a comfort during a hard time to write this work at 2am under the light of a night lamp and to the tune of street life ambience.

ALSO I FOUND OUT THAT MAMMONS OFFICIAL SONG "ARE YOU READY" LEGIT HAS NO HOURLONG LOOPS AND THAT WAS A HARD HIT TO ME BC LIKE I WANTED TO LISTEN TO IT ON TV BUT IT WASNT HAPPENINGGG TWT WHY DOES EVERYONE LIKE ALL THE OTHER OTHER BROTHER'S SONGS INSTEAD LIKE PLSSS

Anyway lmao i'm quite happy with this work, it feels very round and finished to me which makes me happy because it means I didn't need to worry about editing it to feel satisfied. The requester liked it a lot too! Which made me super super happy. :>

Now!! For the twisted wonderland!! That’s a comfort plotline of mine that doesn’t really have a title yet and is still a wip that is written through my friend’s DMs BUT! I will also take the time to promo my twst writing blog! It is dead QvQ On there, you can see a bit more about the self insert in question but for now, i’ll just put the ship name as the title.

https://twst-sumi-squad.tumblr.com/

Kalim Al-Asim X Sumi Bint Khattar (Plot line):

So!! This one stemmed from me drawing something out of self indulgence and to show it to my friend, I described Sumi B in full and then I told them about my ships and around that time I had like five love songs I was obsessed with. And for each of them. I had. A separate animatic. For like at least 1 ship, the average was two but one had three. Sumi B was the centre of the most ships but not the only one. Anyway!! I told my friend about this and asked if I could dump my ideas onto them! They agreed and I started with a summarised version but then realised I needed a bit more build up so I started to write it in a bit more detail. Hah. It ended up being a Lot More Detailed but even then, I would write the scenes in a much more fluid and descriptive way if it were Real Writing so! I call it a Plotline. It is very long.

The plot itself is. long now. it’s a slowburn lmao because most if not all of my self insert ships tend to be slowburns. But this one? This particular self insert? Sumi B? Yeah she’s the only one with trust issues so she mothers the BIGGEST slowburns known to history. It takes them a year before she even considers him a friend despite seeing him every day and also having multiple deep conversations with him. Anyway though, this one is a big comfort becuase it has something I didn’t really dare to do before. Kalim, the canon character, falls in love with my oc first. Normally I have it the other way round becuase I’m too scared to assume that I would be like, deserving or like desirable enough for someone to have a crush on me. But with Sumi B, even I have a goddamn crush on her lmao. I indulge myself a bit with this one and really play around with emotions and!! In the most recent scene! We have finally reached the part where she actually starts to love him back! :D

I started this one a loooong time ago, at least a month and maybe two? It was Intended to be finsiehd in one night and then i got carried away and my friend got invested and then I ALSO got invested and so I started to develop the plot further so make it more interesting and keep the buildup going. It’s very fun and though i try to limit myself to summarising actions and dialogue, i fail. very often. so it often has little tidbits of more beautiful sentences and tension lmao.

This particular fic is based off of my imagined animatic for the song “Would you be so kind” by Dodie! I didn’t know about the song until i saw other people’s animatics and I ended up taking it and running away haha! I’m currently really happy with it however I am really dreading the day where I actually write it out properly. If I don’t? I don’t know. Maybe I’ll post the plotline by itself. I have another fic just like it, one with a different self insert who (in fact) is very very close with Sumi B and considers her his older sister, that i ALSO wrote in semi detailed plot lines in someone’s DMs. Both are massive comforts to me and though i love them, their plot lines are so goddamn long that i will dread the day i decide to write them all out.

So uhm!!! Yeah!! XDD Those are the two fics I was talking about! I hope you enjoyed my small ramblings about them haha. I’m starting college soon though so I fear I might have much more time for fanfic.

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