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🙌👏🥇🏆🤩💯👏 TOUT LE MONDE DIT BRAVO ZUSHI 👏💯🥇🏆🤩
#zushi#zushi my guy#the sturdiest little guy !#making his nerd mentor proud#this weirdly looks christian the more I look at it#hxh wing#hunter x hunter#hxh
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closer | hobie brown
A/N: Idk what this is tbh. It's like a mix between a series of hcs and a lil bit of smut. There's like 3 lines of dialogue in the whole fic opps.
Warning: smut towards the end so 18+, afab reader, this is kinda cheesy, pls read the tags for more info
WC: 1k+
At first, you didn't know what to make of Hobie Brown. He was a tall, formidable presence, so steadfast in his beliefs in a way that wasn't really shared among many of his peers.
Cliche as it is, you'd never met anyone quite like him, despite the many variants of Spidermen that existed across the multiverse that you had come across.
Like the rest, he fought valiantly against the evil within his own Earth, battling fascists and collapsing oppressive corridors of power with his 'Spiderband.' But he did it in his own unique way, true to his punk lifestyle. You remember how hard you'd laughed when he told you about the time he had once rushed a stage at a fashion show in protest.
He never faltered in abiding by what he felt was right. You saw the way he supported those who desperately needed it, even when it diverged from the majority. That Hobie had stood by Miles even when the entire multiverse was against him.
And with that, you couldn't help but to admire Hobie, wanted to be more like him. Be a little more unapologetic and devoted in ways you had not learned of yet.
When Miles got his powers, you resigned yourself to a mere supportive role in the background. But you had always wanted to do so much more. To be more helpful than a quick phone call to the authorities as the computer nerd in the chair. A part of you wanted to prove to yourself that you didn't need superpowers to be a driving, albeit small, force of change. So, you set out to do just that.
Beyond supporting Miles's operations as Spiderman, you found grassroots organizations to involve yourself with. You volunteered at schools as a mentor, supported mutual aid funds in any way you could, and advocated against the local forces that threatened to destroy all of the progress Miles had made as Spiderman.
And maybe you inspired Hobie, too, in your own smaller efforts. Perhaps it was not as great or impactful as the collective heroic actions of the Spider-people, but it was enough to create a small ripple of change within your own community.
There was one time when Hobie had smiled, so proud and excited when you'd told him how you'd teamed up with Miles to raise enough funds to save the local struggling performing arts center.
You could still recall how giddy you felt when his arms pulled you to his chest and held you there, maybe for a beat too long, while his pierced mouth rained you in praise.
As you grew closer to him, talking to him about anything and everything became so easy. Relaxed banter flowed in your conversations with the complement of his dry humor to your sarcastic remarks. You'd become so consumed in each other during your talks that hours would pass by without notice.
Among the lingering touches and steady chatter, the frequent looks of longing that you and Hobie gave to each other were enough to clue the others in on the tangible tension between you. They were gleeful in their sly matchmaking attempts, especially Pavitr, who didn't even try to hide his play at Cupid.
Nonetheless, it wasn't long before you and Hobie fell into a relationship. A relationship that existed beyond labels and social titles. You both just went together. And it was as simple as that. As natural as breathing.
That is not to say it wasn't hard sometimes.
Problems arose from the cosmic distance between you two. Conflicts born out of Hobie's obligations as Spiderman and yours to Miles. And yet it wasn't anything you both couldn't work out. It took a lot of self-humbling and vulnerable communication you hadn't thought yourself capable of, but it was all worth it in the end.
So even though you and Hobie lived on two entirely different Earths, in different planes of reality, you still managed to find a way to be together.
You'd go to his universe and support him when he played packed shows in some underground pub, decked out in a patch-filled leather jacket and spikey accessories you had made with him. You’d drank with his mates and proudly screamed the lyrics of every song until your throat felt raw.
Some days, he'd stop by your apartment, and you'd introduce him to everything that had yet to be made in his own universe, particularly the music.
You watched as he combed through your vinyl collection and picked a new album to listen to, how his wicks moved around when he bobbed his head along to the melodic shouts of Mommy Long Legs, the versatile flows of Bad Brains or even the soothing tones of Sweetback.
And there were days like this when conversations lulled, and desire took over. Days when the history between the two of you felt as ancient as the cosmos, vast and full of eons of memory. Like you'd known Hobie longer than you really had. Every touch was well-practiced and well-placed, brewing ecstasy wherever they landed, as though you both had done this same dance a million times before.
Clothes litter the small space of your living room floor. He lays with you astride his hips and his back to the old cushions of your secondhand couch, which creaks noisily underneath your heavy movements. Kisses are stolen in between pants. Your breaths are shared in the small space that exists before your bodies.
Hobie's hands slide up and down the curves of your body, brushing your thin braids from your face, groping at your chest, guiding your hips to keep a steady pace with him. Your combined moans and the wet sounds from your repeated joining create a heady atmosphere that clouds the expanse of your mind.
You sit up and throw your head back when the pleasure becomes too much. Your braids follow the harsh motion like a whip, but you don't register any pain when they slap against your back, too focused on feeding your ravenous need for release.
Your hands press against his abdomen for leverage, your thighs aching when you bounce on him even faster. As his hard cock continues to bully your insides, your walls start to clench tighter around him, a sign that you're close to crossing the line that separates you from complete delirium.
"You feel so good." His voice strangled in his throat, his hips humping upwards toward yours. "Look at how well you're takin' all of me, love. You're soakin' it."
You look down to see the heat in his gaze as he watches the two of you join again and again. The sticky mess of your fluids wet his dick, spreading further and further across his lower half with each smack of your thighs. It makes you grind down harder, your blood pulse even faster, and your breathing grow heavier as your body reaches a plateau.
But what really pushes you over the edge is when his thumb finds your engorged clit, rubbing a series of smooth circles against the tacky skin. It's exactly enough stimulation to help you fall right into the throes of euphoria.
"S-shit, Hobie!"
Your limbs tense and shake as you groan, a mixture of his name and incoherent praises and begs falling from tender lips. You barely notice Hobie finding his release beneath you, his grunts joining your symphony of noises as his hips stutter to a stop, a warmth blossoming from where he's hilted inside of you.
You take a moment to catch your breath and steady the harsh palpitations of your heart. When Hobie gently pulls out of you, you can feel the slow drip of his cum further wet the damp skin of your thighs and his pelvis.
Like always, he's a master of aftercare, cleaning you both up and then helping you dress in fresh clothes. He carries you to your bed despite you insisting you can walk.
And when he lies down beside you and pulls you to lay on his bare chest, you're content as you think of how deeply he's become a part of your life, a part of you.
"I really love you, y'know." You whisper to him, slowly drifting off to sleep.
He presses smiling lips to your forehead in a kiss and somehow pulls you even closer. "I really love you, too."
#hobie brown x reader#hobie brown smut#reader is slightly black coded so#hobie brown x black!reader#& theyre Miles's pal in the chair#kinda irrelavant but listened to corinne bailey rae while writing this hence the title#and hobie would def love her too idc idc idc#emlikes2write
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Imagine being Ruggie sister who somehow got in to night raven as a student and everything progress on and them as a Ramshackle perfect due to them being a kind person like Tanjiro and strong yet but of a nerd liked Deku with a unique magic of growing plants
What's more she a home maker due to them living in the slums ( like meding clothes, cooking, fixing things as she can, using home remedies when sick and help their bother with the kids at home ) with Ruggie and too working hard to get out of there as they wanted to be a doctor
Let's say due to their genuine kindness Leona, Malleus, Idia, Jamal, Carter and Riddle have a unhealthy obsession crush with Ruggie sister who doesn't share the same romantic feeling and only sees them as a friend
Ruggie's Little Sister Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland
Perfectly built for Ramshackle, you happily take to it despite your brother’s insistence you stay next to him in Savvannaclaw. But you’ve never been one to listen to your big brother and you can definitely handle it. You probably fare better than the original in terms of dealing with Night Raven. Because you know how to sweet up boys with mean attitudes, maybe a little too well:
Leona Kingscholar
“Look herbivore, don’t try to boss me-”
“Who’re you calling herbivore!? I’m talking to you, about this lazy cat behavior!”
“Lazy cat-”
“(Y/n) please–”
“No Ruggie, you baby him far too much! I’m stepping in!”
He at first really hates you
Like really
You do all the things Ruggie does just not for him
In fact you make him do things that make him tired
It’s a pain
But for whatever reason he’s getting especially happy when you praise him
Only for you
He’s violent with anyone who comments on the work you have him doing
Its the only reason he keeps in your good graces and thats enough for him
“I’m proud of you, Leona! Now come I’ve cooked up some fillet mignon and it has your name on it!”
“It better. I’m never doing my own laundry again.”
“Hahaha yes you will.”
Ruggie is nervous about this but appreciates you picking up the slack
It sometimes bothers him how much time his employer starts spending with you
But he’s not too worried Leona understands his desire to protect you
“Huh?! You got him to do that?! What should I expect, you are my little sister.”
“Don’t act like I’m not the cooler one of us two.”
Malleus Draconia
“Ah horn-dude, I was just looking for you.”
“Horn-dude? And you were looking for me?”
“Yeah I was thinking of adding some gardenias, and maybe some vines for decoration. I wanted your opinion since you like coming by here so often.”
“The vines would pertain to a more beautifully abandoned image…but that might just be my preference.”
“Oh thanks so much, Horns!”
His crush is so obvious
Talking about you often to his guards and mentor
And whenever anyone goes to talk to him he finds some odd way to incorporate you into the conversation
Trust me its weird for everyone when he starts talking about you during potions when their dissecting magical creatures
he can’t stop trying to talk to you
But he usually ends up just staring at you from the distance
Waiting until your instincts pick up on his presence
And your forced to invite him to join whatever your doing
“Ah! Horns didn’t see you over there! Do you want in? We’re making paper flowers for the festival want to join?”
“I would love to!”
“What?! Horns?! (Y/n) why are you lettinghimjoin giving him more paper!? I know what I’m doing!”
“Sure you do.”
Ruggie’s scared out of his mind
How did you get mixed up with this overpowered monster
He can’t do too much now without knowing he’s going to die
But if it means saving you from certain doom aka Malleus Draconia it might be worth it
Idia Shroud
“Alright that’s enough!”
“W-what?!”
“No more games before you finish cleaning your room! Ortho and I can help but–”
“Actually (Y/n)-san, I recently pulled up a study that states letting children clean their own rules helps instill better habits when their adults!”
“Ortho!?”
“Oh great idea! Well we’ll be just outside! Come on Ortho let’s plan out our cosplay!”
“Yes!”
“G-guys?!”
He hates that you mother him
But he absolutely loves it when you mother him
He cries about being in the dreaded friendzone kidzone
But boy does he love the way you pat his head or let him cuddle into your chest
He loves the food you make during marathons
Or how you’ll let yourself be distracted by the games you really like
He gets drastic if you spend too long out of his reach
So he sets up cameras+
So he takes any opportunity to speak with you
So he puts others in horrifying accidents
“Heeheh by the time I’m done you’ll be the best girl-gamer in the space. And then it’ll be a given for you to never leave the ultimate guy-gamer!”
“Ewww keep my sister out of your nerd schemes!”
“Eeep! An enemy has appeared!”
Ruggie thinks he’s a nerd with no game
But nonetheless he knows Idia’s smart but not street smart
“Hishishsishi can’t set the trap if you don’t have the button! Hardly even noticed me swiping his gadget.”
Jamil Viper
“I appreciate the help, (Y/n).”
“Of course, you’re always running yourself ragged…I wanted to do something for you.”
“...I really appreciate the lunches you’ve made for me…it’s been a while since I’ve eaten a meal by someone else.”
“Well just give me a call I don’t mind cooking for you or lending a hand.”
He’s smitten nbyond comprehension
Now going out of his way to hypnotize anyone else into a corner when it comes to talking to you
Its the least he does out of retaliation
He knows all his flirting and hints go right over your head
But your still cute
Until you do get it he’s pulling the rug out from any and all competitors
“Hey (Y/n), why don’t you join me in the kitchen? Maybe, show me how you made those potato crisps?”
“Sure, Jamil I’d love to!”
“Ah ah! Not without me you’re not!”
Ruggie knows Jamil’s like him but smarter
Sly and sneaky
Powers aside Ruggie’s sure Jamil’s problematic for your safety
“Don’t think for a second, I’ll let you have them! I'm not that fond of snakes!”
Carter Diamond
“Wah~(Y/n) you’re so photogenic! Will you pose for me one more time?”
“Well alright. If it’ll make you happy.”
“It’ll make me more than happy!”
He loves how oblivious you are
He absolutely hates it+
But your just so cute
He guesses he can forgive it
And hey while your learning the ropes he’s more than happy to keep you close
“Hey hey don’t forget to keep up our streak!”
“Streak?”
“Yeah we’ve been sharing our photos throughout the day of what we’re doing.”
“Yup! It’s a great way to keep track of her!”
“Ick-!”
Ruggie knows he’s slippery
When it comes to tailing him Cater’s good at giving the slip
“Not on my watch. I’m not giving you the chance, to trick my baby sister.”
Riddle Rosehearts
“That’s entirely unreasonable, I’m not doing that!”
“Grrr (Y/n) these are the rules I thought you would respect that.”
“And I thought you would know to relax!”
He thinks your sweet but totally unreasonable
So he guesses you both have something to learn from each other
You more than him obviously
While he doesn’t think highly of your brother he knows your different
And you belong to him
He’s not going to take ‘no’ for an answer
If this is a battle of wills he’d win it
Even if that means subjecting your bad influences to being beheaded
“Riddle! You can't just put that collar on my brother like that!”
“Yeah I’m not even apart of your dorm!”
“Don’t be mad at me for enforcing rules. I know you know the very least of the rules. It shouldn’t be that much of a surprise that your brother just doesn’t measure up. Which means you should leave him before he drags you down.”
Ruggie is peeved that such a prick is after his sister
But he’s not worried
He’s definitely not cool enough to keep your attention
Not to mention he’s so easy to anger
It’ll be fun to rile him up
“Hishishishi so mad oh so fast! You’ll barely survive dating them if your this easy.”
#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere riddle rosehearts#yandere riddle x reader#yandere riddle roseheart x reader#yandere riddle#yandere leona#yandere leona kingscholar x reader#yandere leona kingscholar#yandere leona x reader#yandere platonic ruggie#yandere cater diamond#yandere cater x reader#yandere malleus draconia#yandere malleus x reader#yandere malleus#yandere twst x reader#yandere twst malleus#yandere x reader#yandere idia shroud x reader#yandere idia#yandere idia x reader#yandere idia shroud#yandere jamil viper#yandere jamil x reader#yandere jamil#yandere twst
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"Okayyy, okayyyy. Shuichi, what's so important that you had to interrupt my weekly G5 rant...?"
I hold them out, wordlessly.
"Not my size."
"Uh... Mister Izuru said Mister Nagito gave them to him and he doesn't know what he's meant to do with them. I figured you could help, Kokichi."
"Aww! Issie-ru came to me for advice! I'm so proud."
"I'm not so sure he should be trusting you as much as he does..."
"Aw, don't be a baby, Shweetcheeks. I'm the best mentor EVURRR. C'mon through, Izzy. Sweetch, do me a favour and get the riceball and the egg drop over here in about ten minutes?"
I follow my friend into his secret lair of evil, much reassured.
"Let's get a looksie." He takes the boots from me. "Can't say Nagito doesn't have consistent taste. Quality leather. Looks like enough give in the ankles. Can you put 'em on for me?"
"Over my trousers?"
He gives a sigh and a dramatic eyeroll. "Thigh-highs over your suit pants? They make you in a nerd lab or something?"
"Yes," I say. I thought he already knew this.
When the boots are on me to his satisfaction, which involves a change in attire and my "chunky ankles" being poked at, the Supreme Leader tells me to walk around. Then he tells me to stop.
"Iz-ziiiieee, you're walking like a duuude."
"Like whom should I walk, then?"
"Obviously like a god. Here, watch..."
Ultimate Actor, the full gamut of Dancers and a few other talents are called upon for the ensuing instruction.
"They're here, Kokichi," calls my other friend, who does not have very detectivelike ears, because I had heard the car fifty-seven seconds earlier.
"Right. Now remember what I told ya."
("...just walked out without a word still holding them and I didn't know where he—I thought I'd offended him...")
"Izzie, focus! Don't make your fellow evil overlord look bad."
"If you say so, Kokichi," I reply. I am not nervous but I might like to leave via the other door and hide somewhere high up for no reason. Instead, I allow him to drag me out into the hall.
I have not taken more than a few steps before a problem makes itself apparent.
I lower my voice. "Perhaps I should take them off. The soles seem to be causing a malign resonant frequency with your floo—"
"No, Izuru, that's not why they're all on their knees."
I look at the three others with concern. There also appears to be some malfunction around the salivary glands.
"Dandy? Are you all right?"
"No," says my fluffy with suspicious speed. "I'm suffering cardiac arrest and can only be saved by chest compressions from your foot."
The other two make noises to suggest this condition is contagious.
They have misdiagnosed themselves—I can hear their hearts from here and they are beating merely fast, not irregularly—so I turn back. "Why are they all like that, Kokichi?"
He stretches up and pats my shoulder. "Because I'm one hell of a teacher."
#suggestive#kokichi ouma#kokichi oma#izuru kamukura#kamukoma#kamukomaegi#komaegi#kamuhara#ikct#izuru kamukura's cuddly toy
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Gold is non existent:)
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—Trained by an abusive figure like Purple;
—Nobody stood up for him, so he just took it and thought it was normal;
—A Minecraft nerd but he wasn't allowed to have fun so he learned it all through official books;
—Because of childhood, he became insecure and power hungry in adulthood, conquering many biomes in Minecraft to feel powerful and somehow make his mentor proud;
—Met Purple after conquering the Nether and took him under his "care" in exchange for two Minecraft icons to gain more power.
In the picture, MT has a bandage on his arm and looks tired but happy. Next to him is an older green figure which he calls "Ma'am" or "Teacher".
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rip gax genderbent au lmao because sadly i just type away and don't save any of the stuff i write. but its all good i can def retype since the gax brainrot is permanent ahem. im just happy i can write away gax stuff in your inbox mwah tysm.
so mixing up gax genderbent with the highschool au. think of uptight "good girl" georgie who is the head of student council but will absolutely get into a verbal smack down with a teacher if she gets below an A on a paper for which she knows she deserves more for. georgie whose skirts are always perfectly knee length but definitely likes showing off those long golden legs during track and field practice. georgie who always wants and tries to make her parents proud (brocedes ofc sorry pt 2) but goes out of her way to terrorise an embarrass her younger brother lando especially in front of his new shy but adorable australian gf. little miss perfect who always toes at the line of rebellion and mischief without ever truly crossing it. that is until she chooses to completely erase it when she began dating her "sworn enemy" and resident bad boy max fucking verstappen. no one had seen that one coming. - xoxo angst anon
(max who is a secret nerd on honour roll and follows a strict curfew, he just likes leather jackets and street racing okay, leave him alone he's just a baby)
And you are forever free to write whatever gax brainrot comes to mind in my asks cause I love reading it. thnx u for perfectly retyping this mwah 😚
But George and Lando would be the most amazing sibling pairing. They would just be insults and arguing 24/7 and would very much make it all of their friends problems. God and with brocedes as parents. Worlds most chaotic family. Lando would definetlget paired up with Oscar for some class project and fall so hard so quickly not realizing that Georgie mentors her for like student council or something
God Georgie being that overachiever in school who’s just doing everything somehow. Student council president, top of her classes, tutors other kids. She’s always problem dressed. They would go to the most lax private academy and she would still show up to dressed like there was an official uniform with her skirt past her knees and her hair always slicked back in her neat high ponytail.
Versus bad boy Max with his leather jackets and expensive car. Who always getting in trouble with teachers for his rather blunt attitude and seems like he constantly late and never paying attention yet he’s still getting similar (and sometimes better) grades than Georgie and is in all honors classes.
Just fully back to the trashy romance book I read when I was younger 😩 He’s her little brother best friend and they argue constantly. And he just sees through her little miss perfect act so easily (Max is most definitely dragging a tipsy George off a countertop during a party i don’t make the rules)
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Okay okay so here are questions for your bastard children au.
1. How does Ghost find out that Cam is a half brother? How did that conversation go? What did Cam react to realizing Simon Riley isn't dead and actually a scary mf in the 141? And how did Simon react to learning that his basterd father was more of a basterd than he thought?
2. Will the other siblings learn about Giles = Simon? Or is it a secret between Cam and Simon? I cant imagine it would be safe to tell all these people he barely knows. But also, they are family...
Probably more questions to come, but these are the main ones for now 💕💕
So there are several ways I'm playing with the reveal going! But basically it boils down to Cam is not ashamed of Simon, he is proudly open about who his older brother is and what he means to him. He doesn't go around announcing it, but when talking about why they wanted to join the military, he just very clearly goes "My older brother, Simon Riley, was in the service, and I want to be like him and make him proud of me. Yes, that Simon Riley, no, I don't think he's guilty. I never met him, but everyone said he was sweet, if grim, and he was very protective of his family, even and especially after he came back on leave. I don't believe he could've done it - killed the American? yes. killed his brother and mother and baby nephew? absolutely not."
Cam also talks to "Simon" out loud sometimes. Like a mission will go well, and he'll sigh and look up at the sky or into thin air and go "We did it, Simon. We made it through." (And Ghost will nearly break his own neck doing a double take if they were paired together for it.)
Cam is just glad Simon's alive and glad that he and all the other siblings were right and he was innocent. Though, he is a little sad he can't tell the others, especially Jambo. I forgot to say in the last ask, but Jambo is a computer nerd obsessed with proving Simon's innocence. He has maybe gotten in trouble for hacking government records (mostly because he's bad at it). Not even he thinks Simon's still alive, though.
Ghost is scared as fuck for Cam and the others. He's lost all his family before, he's almost certain it'll happen again. Cam gets in his face about it when the avoidance gets extreme though and is like "I chose this life, too. You only get to dictate the risks I take in my professional life, as my mentor and superior officer, not in my personal life as my brother. We are both adults." After that, things get smoother, and he agrees to be added to the groupchat with the best cyber security Laswell can set up on his end.
As far as learning about his half-siblings' existence... he's disappointed in his dad but not surprised. Or surprised that his dad is a disappointment. 🤷♀️
Keegan for sure finds out eventually, when the Ghosts and 141 finally team up. I think the others will start to suspect after a while, but they're not saying nothing. If Giles is Simon, they don't want to get him in trouble with the authorities, and if he's not, they don't want to upset him by treating him like someone he's not. So they all know but they're not talking and they don't Know. Not even Jambo. And this is 100% to keep them safe, Cam and Keegan and Simon all chose to enlist, the others did not. And Kitty is roughly the same age Joseph was when he died, which makes the feelings More Complicated for Simon. He got PTSD up the wazoo.
One thing that is related to it being family, though, is that Ghost's maternal grandmother - his Mamó Caoimhe (pronounced sort of like Mamaw Keeva), who he was super close to - is still alive. The Bastard Children in Manchester all take turns checking in on her and bringing her food and giving her company. They've never said they're her son-in-law's offspring, but she definitely suspects. But Ghost cut off all contact with her for the same safety reasons and supposed to be dead reasons after the massacre, and it gives him peace to know she has people looking after her. Specifically, being able to get regular updates on how she's doing without putting her in danger by showing up himself or straight up hiring a stalker - or begging Laswell - does his mental health a world of good.
I think that answered all your questions? 😅 Let me know if I missed any!
#/incoherent noises/#call of duty#call of duty modern warfare#simon ghost riley#simon riley#cod ghost#call of duty ghosts#keegan russ#the bastard children of bones riley#ocs#cod ocs#my ocs#asked and answered
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Brainstorming ideas for the rivals relationship with each other, starting with Wally since he popped into my head first.
Blue: Fucking tired of his dramatic ass ( read: they are best friends)
Silver: Get along well! Wally was too sweet to be mean to when they first met, but also very strong. Battle Tower buddies :) ( Wally takes over for Anabel in my au, and Silver ends up managing the Johto Battle Tower).
Barry: Was a bit much for Wally at first, it was hard for Wally to keep up at first....still is. But ever since the first time they met I feel they've grown to be friends.
Barry and Wally are actually the same age in my au. By dppt, they're both 13( dppt takes place 3 years after emerald in my au.). I have Barry be 13 because why not. He's already older in canon, why not make it by a few years ( Danica, the protag, was 11 at the time). Anyway, this is to say that Blue was the oldest of the initial 4 ( by a single year) and Silver was the baby, which Blue made sure to bring up. A lot. Wally had to prevent Silver from decking Blue in the face so many times....
Bianca: Mostly knows her through Kohaku ( a fellow pokemon professor) and general Chosen Shit. Sweet girl! Admires her ability to recognize her own limits and be okay with them. It took him a while for him to do that. Despite being only met her recently, he's proud of her? Does that makes sense?
Cheren: Someone who he feels sorry for. Because Blue just. Would not stop bothering him. He decided to join Jin and Kohaku to the pwt. He didn't participate, he wasn't a part of the gym unit or a past champion, but he was allowed to interact with the competitors. He then saw blue, who then saw Cheren, and it went downhill from there.....okay that's a lie. Things were tense, yes, but it seems they ended up being friends by the end of it. Blue said something about the two having a lot in common, more than he realized. So....yay? Friendship? Personally, Wally relates to Cheren on some level. The drive to be stronger, be better, to let it warp his mind....yeah. He gets that. He's happy that Cheren found his own path in the end. He can kinda get why him and Blue ended up becoming friends. That, and they're both nerds ( Green's words, not his, he swears)
Hugh: Actually doesn't know him all too well. Cheren mentioned him having a bit of a temper, which makes him beg that he doesn't get into a spat with Silver if they ever met ( he knows that Silver isn't as... prickly as he was before, but he's still Silver). Though Cheren says he's a good kid, so Wally takes his words on it
For this batch, the Unova rivals are all younger than Wally, Hugh by a lot. In bw, Wally would be 16 with Cheren and Bianca being 14-15( thinking about dumping up Cheren's age to 15 I mean). Not a super big age difference, but on an experience level, it's a lot. By b2w2, Wally is 18 with the rivals being 16-17 ( Bianca and Hugh being 16, Cheren being 17.... this might change in the feature).
I feel like Wally doesn't know the Kalos rivals all too well. He had definitely seen the news about them ( its when he finally starts to notice a certain pattern with these types of events), and is deeply concerned for their mental health, cause holy shit. Post XY, he would have definitely seen them around so-
Shauna: Given her status as the information tracker of the Chosens,Wally has been in contact with her plenty of times. They have great conversation, Shauna showing him all the pictures she would take when she's out scouting, and Wally talking to her about his own traveling experiences.
Trevor: Since one of his partners is a professor, it's no surprise he would hear about Sycamore's latest professor assistant. I feel Trevor would be closer to Kohaku since the whole researcher thing, but given Trevor also has some interests in being a trainer, and is more attune to fairy types/ the fairy egg group, Wally kinda becomes a mentor figure to him. It's a weird position for him, he never considered himself the mentor, rather the mentee. Though he guesses it's been years since he was young and inexperienced.
The Kalos rivals ages are always changing in my head, but I, for the life of me, cannot picture them as 10, I cannot. They are mid to late teens. xy takes place the same time as B2w2 in my au, sooo the same applies the xy rivals here from above.
Hau: First things first. Blue was the one that asked him to come to the Battle Tree, not the other way around ( not that blue has been pushing this narrative, more so media coverage of it, which is annoying.) Okay onto Hau. Really good kid. Which has Wally worried. Fears that people would take advantage of his kind nature, and is horrified to learn that has happened in some cases. Appreciates blue and red taking up the "uncle" role for him and the other kids in Alola( how did they reach that? He has now fucking clue, but it's sweet).
Gladion: Another kid that Wally is worried about. I don't think Wally would exactly know about Gladion's situation, but has gotten some context clues about what's going on ( also Green traveling with Lillie in Kanto helps bridge the gap in information). Wally doesn't stay in Alola like Red and Blue, but he makes an effort to call them every once in a while, both to check up on them and the kids. Anyway, Gladion has definitely challenged Wally to a battle at some point. Maybe multiple points.....okay an interesting plot point I can see for Gladion is him traveling through Hoenn at Wally's request. Ooooh, and Gladion already becomes a dark type E4 member in my au, so that really could be interesting if he meets Sydney hmmmmmmm.....food for thought.
Hop: " Oh, Barry 2.0" ( he means this in the most affectionate way possible....also doesn't say it out loud). I don't thiiiiiiink Wally would know him well? Like with the Chosen stuff, everyone ends up knowing everyone one way or another, but personally, I don't think their connection is that deep. Wally is still very nice, and is someone that Hop admires,but I'm struggling to sense a deeper bond between the two, which is okay!
Bede: " lmao, Silver 2.0"( again, he means this in the most affectionate way possible). It's a similar case to Hop, but given how Wally compares Bede to Silver, he tries to help Bede with his emotions any way he can. Again, not super close, but the kindness is always there.
Marnie: Past experiences ( Gladion and Hau) has him Concerned ™. But also he knows she's a sweet kid, who's honestly trying their best. They all are really, and the best Wally can do is support them as an adult.
Wally has not met the Paldea kids at all so I'm looking past them for now.
Tldr: Blue, Barry and Silver are essentially Wally's bff's, the people he's closest too. The gen 5 rivals are people he, for the most part, Gets ™. The gen 6 rivals aren't as close, but not too far from where the gen 5 rivals are with him, but is also where he starts to Notice The Pattern. Gen 7 rivals are where he takes more of a backseat than anything, but I can see him being someone of admiration for Hau and Gladion ( especially Gladion). And lastly, the gen 8 rivals are the ones he's not as close too overall, but finds them charming all the same. Also it's his worried parent arc lol.
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Would you like to share your thoughts on the bokuakakuroken dynamic?
OKAY so uhh it took me longer to get to this than anticipated. unfortunately i got this ask RIGHT before i started my shift, and its been ough, more than 12 hours since i ended my shift, which means my thoughts had so much time to change and morph
i will try to gather my thoughts into coherency fjakjbas (no promises tho,,), these arent all necessarily romantic, i think they CAN be! but i think if they are a polycule, theyre a friendgroup first?? idk, i think they are a mix of romantic, queerplatonic, friendship soup yknow??
but i really enjoy the subtle rivalry between akaashi and kenma on the court. It's not the overt goading and gloating that bokuto and kuro have with each other, but its there. And I adore it. Captains and setters mirroring each other... balance... in my brain. I think there is lots of team work OFF the court between kenma and akaashi too, especially when it comes to making fun of bokuto and kuroo. they have an understanding
i think bokuto and kenma are an interesting pair. in volleyball, bokuto is WAY TOO MUCH for kenma. he's loud and boisterous and greedy. he's like shouyou, kenma can't get away with anything. off the court, bokuto is STILL A LOT, but he also shows such *genuine* interest in kenma's interests, he's attentive and engaged. he also gets *way less* scandalized by nudity and gore in Kenma's more intense games. Kenma isnt great at explaining things, but bokutos go gettem attitude makes him a pretty fun player two
kuroo and akaashi... i thought about them a lot. to me, they are STEM and HUMANITIES solidarity. I'm going to tangent to curate the vibe~~.
The separation of stem and humanities is a fairly recent development in education/academia. in the european renaissance, art and science were so deeply interconnected. to be an artist you had to understand the natural world. it helped you greatly as a scientist if you could depict the world you saw. Leonardo da Vinci probably comes to mind, incredible artist and inventor. He stared at water for hours watching it ripple. He believed that if you were not outside drawing every second you could, you were hardly an artist at all (he was VERY hardcore, and VERY uhh.. most ppl didnt like him much. Same with michelangelo. Raphael was the renaissance's golden boy, it's why the pope was in close contact with him while he did the school of athens in his library while michelangelo was still waiting for a letter back from the pope about the sistine chapel (pope didnt wanna talk to him) none of this is relevant but i LOVE talking about this stuff. Bernini is my favorite, though he is Baroque/late renaissance rather than High Renaissance (after the mannerist movement!! very important distinction. (did you know there were TWO bernini's? Gianlorenzo's father, pietro would have been more famous if his son wasn't a prodigy. but he wasn't resentful, he ate up his son's skill, was very proud "i will be known as the father an mentor of the great gianlorenzo!" cute stuff) what number of parenthesis am i at? i think this is the last one)
i digress. I think of akaashi, a literature nerd, and kuroo, a science nerd. and I think of them appreciating that about each other. I like to think that if one of them has intense, burning thoughts about something that moves them, a passage written so beautifully, a chemical reaction so moving, they share with each other. both of them i think, share a certain appreciation for the beauty in the world, and can really appreciate the beauty that the other's perspective comes from. they bleed into each other, akaashi starts thinking more of the physical world, and kuroo, already a metaphorical savant (we are blood, anyone?) appreciates akaashi's musing (absolutely LAUGHED at him the first time Akaashi waxed poetic about bokuto though. They have solidarity but they still lowkey antagonize each other aksfjbaksjfbaskjfbakj)
i think ill cut my thoughts off here. ive really rambled and i think most of it wasn't STRICTLY about bokuakakuroken, but when i was thinking about them yesterday, this.. kinda was the deal. my thoughts can be really difficult to capture and tie down, theyre amorphous clouds that twist and change in hurricane winds so sometimes they just come out as "WAAHA CRYING SOBBINGS OUGH" because thats the only way i can get them out before they slip away
im supposed to be writing things down more, it helps me a lot. but, if you were interested in maybe a sneak peak of what its like to try to think of a single topic in my brain,,, here u go! please enjoy the content you asked for, and i hope the content you DIDNT ask for was at least a little bit interesting <3
#conspiracy lvl: ask#i will not put this in the tags#since its a fucking mess asbfjkajfbaksjfa#art musings#i just...really wanted to talk about it#long post
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Hi, could I please have a stranger things matchup? Any gender works! I’m a bisexual female (18), an Aquarius, and INFP (if you’re into that sort of thing). I’m 5’5, light skinned Hispanic with short brown hair with the bottom half bleached (which is always being dyed or impulsively cut in some way). The ends are always curled up like Alice from Twilight if that helps you picture it lol. Personality wise-I’m not a very outgoing person? Unless I feel very comfortable with someone- so usually I’m super shy to start with. after I’m comfortable though?? I can be ALL OVER THE PLACE and I feel like I’m the funniest person when I’m with the people who share my humor. For the most part- total introvert. I usually try my best to make situations as lighthearted as possible- whether that’s by making myself look stupid, or joking around as much as I can. my hobbies include theatre arts, film, and acting as a whole. A total theatre nerd... embarrassingggg lmao. Listening to literally ALL types of music, painting, and rewatching the same movies 100 times over are also some of my favs. Horror movies ESPECIALLY. Anyways- thank you so so much!! Don’t feel rushed!! You are amazing. <3
My first match-up!!! This is so exciting omg. Thank you for your kind words, they mean the world. Now sit back, relax, and let's get into the syntax.
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I ship you with...
Jonathan!
I feel like you guys would get along really well and would be such a dynamic duo.
You would 100% make each other mixtapes and would probably call at like, 11:00 at night just to tell each other about this new song you heard.
You mentioned painting and because of that I think you'd get along great with Will and would become like his big sister. Watching you interact with his little brother so well would make Jonathan just 😍😍😍. You'd paint Jon stuff and he'd save every single one and hang them up everywhere until they're almost snaking out his door.
You're both introvert-turned-extrovert around loved ones and I think that would make communicating really easy for you guys.
We know Jon is a buff with a camera and would love to make little movies about you in his spare time and then set up a little theatre for you to watch them.
Movie marathons but you've got a penchant for horror. You'd go all out: turning the lights down, bowls of popcorn, blankets, coffee to stay up, etc. You'd definitely be involved with all the funky Upside Down stuff so the two of you would get spooked easier after those shenanigans and you'd curl into his chest and he'd wrap his arms around protectively whilst trying to hide that fact that he's shaking a lil' bit and I just- that should be me😭.
You would be part of the Hawkins High Drama Club and he'd totally run lines with you. He'd get so into it too, like he'd be taking it more seriously than you and you'd have to remind him that you're gonna be the one performing. You belting out songs and him taking pictures of you in your element. 👌👌
I think he'd be obsessed with learning more about your culture. He would sit and listen to you talk him through each aspect and tradition and would LOVE the food. Hispanic cultures really do got some of the best munchies bro. Seeing you in your traditional clothing would make him so proud.
He would be so incredibly supportive of your sexuality (a/n Bi buddies☺️) and would have a little pin of the Bi flag that he keeps pinned on the inside of his jacket in support of you. He was so proud when you came out to him-cause it's the 80s and we were not favoured by most-and he'd kiss you and tell you he loves you no matter what and that he's proud of you for being so brave and he's grateful that you felt you could trust him enough to share that information. I could also see you being a sort of mentor to Will, like guiding him through coming to terms with everything and that sort of thing, which Jonathan would be so grateful for.
Joyce loves you, I gotta say it. You're welcome over anytime.
He loves cheek kisses.
He helps you dye your hair and is actually so good at it?? He wants to help you cut it but you refuse, that's your job. You don't trust him with the scissors, I mean we all saw his hair in S4. Absolutely plays with your little curls, he just loves your hair.
Overall I think you guys would be such a cute couple and would be the 'It' couple to so many people. You're the blueprint for Lucas and Max tbh. And Mike and Will. Mike takes notes from you sometimes for El. You guys love each other to pieces and would do anything for each other. I👏🏻need👏🏻to👏🏻see👏🏻it.
I can also kinda see you with
Robin!
A lot of your relationship with Jonathan could apply to Robin as well.
You'd have a hard time convincing me that Robin's not a theatre kid so you'd totally do duets and get so into it. Like tears would be shed.
She'd steal movies from work every Friday and you'd stay up till' 2:00am watching them. If you fell asleep she'd pause the movie and wrap a blanket around you like a burrito before snuggling up with you and also falling asleep.
So many forehead kisses.
Going on dates is hard cause homophobia, so most of your dates would be at home. If you did go out in public, you'd have to play things down and everyone would think you're just really close best friends. Eddie and Steve would tag along sometimes so it looks like a double date but really they're just happily 3rd+4th wheeling so ya'll can hold hands in the movie theatre.
Making out in the back room of Family Video with Steve fully aware and keeping a lookout cause no one touches his gays goddammit😤.
Your introvertedness would balance out her extrovertedness perfectly and when you get more out there, she loves to see it and you guys would totally wreck havoc.
If you speak Spanish you would totally have conversations in Spanish and it'd bring you guys such a level of joy. It would be your way of speaking your love to each other when you're out in public. You'd pretend to talk shit about Steve and he'd be sweating bullets while you're really just saying stupid shit like, "the chicken ate a greyhound." "I know I saw it with my three eyes, my mom made a really nice casserole last night." "You should bring me some, god he looks so stupid doesn't he?"
You guys would just be such a perfect couple and the power you'd have if you could go public.
This was a lot but I hope you enjoyed!! Let me know what you thought lovely Anon and thank you again for the ask. This was really fun to write about and you sound so cool! Remember guys I take requests for match-ups and fics and the info link will be on my masterlist which I've linked at the top.
- Sarah💛
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A Revealing Performance
My rendition for the Shadow Play in @winterpower98's Swap Au.
It was supposed to be a simple thing, then it sort of spiraled into this whole deal. For the effects of the Shadow Lantern, I drew some inspiration from her Cursed Au as I never thought simply using her friends was cruel enough for the Monkey Tyrant.
It serves to show just how far Macaque has grown, but also to highlight just how monstrous he was.
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Mei refrained from downing her bubble tea as she waited for the play to start. It had been a rough couple of weeks with Spider Queen and that creepy girl. And failing to find where Xiaotian had run off to after the misunderstanding. When Macaque sent her tickets to the local theatre, she was ashamed to think it was a trap.
Pigsy and Sandy were right. After everything that happened, she needed some serious me time. She had been too stressed.
Besides, everyone knew Macaque was a total theatre nerd. Few people knew that the star puppeteer was actually the Six-Eared Macaque himself. He would totally send her tickets from his stomping grounds as a way to unwind.
It was a shame that Tang couldn’t join them. Apparently, he finally managed to schedule a meeting with the Celestial Realm and was Taking the demon brothers to figure out a new way of sealing the Monkey Tyrant. It was also his chance to explain their little break-in during New Years. He encouraged her to have fun and if it was good, he’d join them for the next showing.
So here they were waiting for the performance to start. Although she wondered what the fake mayor was doing here. They hadn't seen him since he gave her the skeleton key. Still wasn't sure why he had it or why he gave it to her? Supposedly she was only supposed to have it for a day, but he never stopped by to pick it up.
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Sun Wukong was a monkey of many talents, but even he had to admit Macaque was a far better storyteller and his mastery of shadows was sheer perfection. But that just made this plan all the more perfect. What better way to teach his wayward beloved’s little flower a lesson than through a trusted medium.
Obtaining a spot in the local theatre was child’s play, a little magic and they were all but begging him to take center stage. Apparently, they had been scrambling to find a new performer after their star puppeteer had to leave for a family emergency (three guesses as to who that was). And with a little glamor, a set of tickets was left at the little flower's doorstep. As far as she knew, Macaque was proud of her progress and believed she had deserved a reward for all her hard work. She was so desperate for something to go right she hardly questioned how her mentor, who was in parts unknown, managed to secure tickets for a new performer.
In his personal dressing room, Wukong delicately touched up his human disguise. Even if he was going to be hidden in his hanfu and cloak, it wouldn’t do to spoil the surprise. Applying his eye shadow with artful flair, the Monkey King took time to appreciate just how handsome he truly was no matter what form he took. Honestly, who would have thought such perfection existed?
A pulse of dark magic drew his attention to his latest partner in crime.
The Shadow Lantern gently floated before him. Its dark magic practically purring at the thought of being used. Wukong could almost laugh at his beloved’s foolishness. He was there when his darling created the lantern, when he infused his own shadows into its very foundation. Did he honestly think such a masterpiece would tolerate being left to collect dust in a cave?
Normally a magical artifact would never consider turning on its master, but after centuries of abandonment, all Wukong had to do was whisper his intentions to return Macaque to his former self to secure its loyalty. The second he first made contact, he could sense a twisted hunger writhing within and with each performance granting it the chance to feed on the life essence of the viewers…. hehe, he almost couldn’t contain himself.
Looking up at the clock, he saw it was just about time for his next performance. His clones had reported the girl’s presence along with the pig and the water demon. Strangely the one with glasses and the little matchstick was absent. No matter, he could make do with two hostages just fine.
After all, the show must go on.
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The overhead lights dimmed, signaling the start of the play. Smoke slowly poured from beneath the floorboards, generating an air of mystery. In a flash of golden light, a tall man wearing a beautiful cloak manifested on center stage. The crowd silenced themselves at the display.
“Welcome viewers to a performance you shall never forget!” From the folds of his sleeves, an exquisite lantern floated in front of him. A mesmerizing yet familiar purple glow emanating from the center.
“Our tale tonight is one of love, companionship, and how even the strongest of bonds can be severed through the trickery of the wicked.”
In the background, the shadows twisted and grew in the lantern’s light. Carefully they formed a beautiful scene of a mountain covered in flowers and trees. Attention was gradually guided to the top, where a round stone basked in the sun.
“It all began with the birth of a King.”
The round stone broke, revealing a figure that resembled a monkey. But no, this was a monkey demon, a monkie if you would. The King journeyed down the mountain until he found a tribe of normal monkeys. The group frolicked for a while as the King established himself as the undisputed ruler of the tribe.
A large figure with an ax appeared. The monster brought down his ax upon a small collection of monkeys only to be stopped at the last second by the King. The King used his superior strength to steal the demon’s ax and used it to decapitate the intruder in a single stroke. The monkeys jumped around the King and praised his strength, but the King did not appear satisfied.
“The young King was born with great power and strength, but he sought out more to protect his people.”
The King crafted a raft and set out on a dangerous sea. The King was shown to face off against mountain gods, human warriors, and demonic sorcerers always to reign victorious but never satisfied.
“In his travels, he learned much and faced many enemies, in time his efforts were handsomely rewarded.”
The King climbed a fleet of stairs carved into a mountain to reach a humble monastery. At the top, a stern human stood, but behind him was another monkie. This one however possessed six ears.
“His quest for power led him to a Warrior of potential equaling his own. At first, neither was sure how to react to their mirror, but they quickly forged a comradery that took them far.”
The two monkies trained together, mastering new powers as they sparred.
“Their time together increased their power exponentially and as they grew stronger their feelings blossomed into something beautiful.”
The two were on a cliff overlooking the stars, slowly leaning closer to one another. Eventually, the two faced their opposite and leaned in close.
“Their fates had become intertwined. Their power was unmatched. It was then the King realized what he had been searching for all this time.”
The two shadows merged together in a complex dance until they separated into two beings once again, but not as they began. The two monkeys were now garbed in elaborate, yet practical armor and silks. The King wielded a staff and the Warrior took up a spear.
“Slowly their strength grew to where nothing could challenge them, whether in the Celestial Realm or on Earth.”
The King and Warrior were shown battling heavenly armies and powerful demons with confident smirks. Each battle resoundingly won through their combination of speed, strength, and cunning.
“But it was not enough. The King wished to ensure that he and the Warrior would be able to fight together forever and sought the power and respect needed to secure their future.”
The King took to the Heavens, where he stood before an Emperor in the most extravagant outfit, surrounded by massive guards in magical armor. The Emperor was clearly afraid as the King effortlessly toppled one guard after another, slowly approaching the throne at a steady pace.
“The King’s noble actions were viewed negatively by those who feared his ever-growing power. Eventually, a prison was crafted that could restrain the King, one that not even his beloved Warrior could destroy.”
Just before the King’s latest attack could reach the Emperor, chains wrapped around his limbs and dragged him down to Earth. With a quick flex, the chains shattered, but the King was doomed as a mountain landed on him with a seal placed at the top. The Warrior tried to pry off the seal or find some way to weaken the mountain, his acts growing more desperate with time, yet nothing worked.
“Cruelly, the King was forced to wait until he could be freed, forced to watch his precious Warrior defend their Kingdom on his own.”
With a heavy expression, the Warrior abandoned his efforts to return to the original mountain as dozens of terrifying figures surrounded the monkey inhabitants.
“Centuries passed and their love still burned strong. Soon their patience was rewarded, the King was freed but he was soon trapped in a new prison.”
A monk approached the mountain and removed the seal. The King swiftly destroyed the mountain. The monk humbly bowed to the King and offered fresh clothing and a fillet. The King garbed himself in the gifts only to collapse in agony when the monk prayed.
“Enraged the King played along until the time was right. The King and the Warrior reunited in secret and crafted a plan that would allow them to take their revenge on those that dared to separate them.”
The two monkies hugged and nuzzled each other in appreciation. A quick conversation later, the Warrior changed to resemble the King and joined the monk as the King headed into unknown lands.
“Decades later the King was ready to retrieve his love, confident in his regained strength. But when he arrived the Warrior had changed. It was as if the warrior had lost a crucial part of himself. The Warrior tried to dissuade the King from killing the monk and his companions. He even tried to convince him to give up his rage at the Celestial Realm, believing the war that would ensue wasn't worth it.”
The disguised Warrior was traveling with four colorful characters. The King dropped from the sky in front of the group, a massive crater forming around him. The Warrior regained his true form, but instead of returning to his rightful place, he blocked the King’s view of the monk.
“The King could not believe his ears. This could not be his Warrior. His love always understood his goals and knew why heaven had to pay. The King knew this change was the monk’s fault. The King moved to silence the deceiver in one quick strike only to find it blocked by the Warrior.”
The King and Warrior exchanged blows that tore mountains asunder, split the heavens, and burned down forests. The other demons following the monk tried to aid the warrior, but nothing they did seemed to slow down the King, if anything their attacks only served to further enrage him.
“The two clashed until the Warrior fled with the jailers. Time and time again they clashed, but never could the King reach the Warrior he held in his heart.”
The group fled from the battle, but time and time again the King tracked them down. The locations may have changed, but the carnage after each battle remained as world-shattering as the first. In the end, the Group managed to truly escape, and the Warrior vanished into the shadows he wielded, leaving the King alone with nothing but his memories.
“Even now the King yearns for the companionship of his beloved Warrior, knowing that at his core the Warrior craves the same.”
With the final line sending shivers down the spines of the viewers, the puppeteer vanished in a flash of light.
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As Mei waited for her family to walk out, she couldn’t help but think about the play. It almost sounded like they were telling the tale of the Monkey King. But that was ridiculous. No one knew the Monkey King’s origins aside from minor details from the Journey to the West. Besides the narrator seemed to view the Monkey Tryant as a hero and victim. Clearly, that guy needed a reality check.
“Hello, young one.” Nearly choking on the remainder of her tea, Mei turned to see the puppeteer standing behind her with a knowing smile.
His cloak shrouding the top of his face in shadow. For a second, Mei envisioned her father Macaque. He would adore that look. Actually, didn’t she see a similar outfit in his closet on Flower Fruit Mountain? Doesn’t he wear that outfit when he’s hosting a shadow play?
Wait. How did he sneak up on her like that? Was she that out of it?
How long has she been quiet? Crap! Say something! “Oh. Ah-hello. C-can I help you with something?”
“I was about to ask the same. You do know the theatre is going to close soon right?”
“What?” Mei grabbed her phone. The digital clock flashed that it was past nine. That couldn’t be right. That meant she had been waiting for nearly an hour. But where were the others? Surely, they wouldn’t have left without telling her. Were they in trouble?
“Is everything alright?”
“Ah- yeah, everything’s fine.” It’s cool. It’s cool. She could handle this. She just needed to stay calm. “No need to worry about me. I just ah-I have a few questions about your play.”
“Yes.”
“How did you could up with the concept? I mean, no offense, but your premise could be taken the wrong way.” Maybe it was the panic over where her family had disappeared to, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being sized up.
“Hm. Have you ever heard the expression ‘History is written by the winners’?”
“Yes. It’s pretty common.” Like one of the most used sayings in the world.
“The tale was designed to show that love is one of the most cherished feelings of all and that in order to protect it, one must be willing to do anything to keep their loved ones safe. The King only wished to keep his beloved by his side, but the Warrior was misled and forced to battle against his love. That story may belong to only two, but similar tales can be experienced in anyone’s life. Tell me, can you think of a time you fought with those you cared about due to a misunderstanding?”
Without even considering it, horrible memories resurfaced. Mei arguing with MK as she tried to stop him from leaving with the newly released Monkey King. Mei forced to battle Red Son as his mind was slowly consumed by the True Fire of Samadhi. Tang lying to them about his true identity. Macaque leaving when they needed him most without saying why.
“I see you can.” The puppeteer gently guided her back into the main hall, where she took a seat on an empty bench.
“It’s nothing. I just-” She honestly didn’t know why she was pouring out her heart to stranger. Maybe she really was that exhausted. “-there’s so much going on and I’m supposed to be strong no matter what. But sometimes it hurts, just thinking about all my mistakes. Sometimes I wonder if I truly am strong. What if bringing me into this was a mistake?”
“What if it was?” That voice!
Mei turned to see Macaque garbed in a strange outfit, one that honestly reminded her of the Monkey King’s. She was confused. She had never seen him wear anything like that, he looked like the Monkey King’s twisted shadow.
And that expression! Her father Macaque had never made that face before. It looked as though he was reveling in her suffering.
“What’s the matter, little jade? Don’t worry, I won’t leave you alone.” He extended a hand slowly with the intent to cradle her face. A normal gesture he would use to comfort her, but her every instinct was screaming at her to get away.
Mei jumped to her feet and pulled out her spear, aiming it right between the imposter’s eyes. “Enough games!”
Macaque stared at the spear for a second, his fiendish expression only growing more vicious. He threw his head back with a full-bodied laugh, showing how little he thought of her threat. “Ha. Ha. Ha.”
In a flash of light, the Monkey Tyrant was standing before her, still wearing his puppeteer disguise. “Wow. About time. For a while, I was wondering if you’d ever figure out it was me.” His red and gold eyes carefully roved over her body, taking in every shake and fearful twitch. “Put down the spear, kid. We both know you’re not nearly good enough to scratch me with such a pitiful copy of the Dragon Blade.”
That may have been true, but she’d sooner make out with DBP in full view of Queen Iron Fan than leave herself completely open before this tyrant. “So the play was from your perspective. I always figured you were delusional, but this is a new low. Where is my family?” She all but growled, unknowingly her canines had slightly elongated in response to her rage.
“They never left. I’m surprised you didn’t recognize this.” The Monkey King took out the lantern, once more bathing the room in that familiar glow.
“What’s the big deal about a lantern?”
The stone monkie found her ignorance all the more entertaining. To think he hadn’t warned her of his own past.
“The big deal is that my dear warrior crafted this lantern long ago. It was his finest work and like everything he made it has multiple uses.” With a simple hand gesture, the silhouettes of Pigsy and Sandy appeared on the walls. “The Shadow Lantern can do more than enhance one’s skills in shadow magic, it can trap the bodies and souls of its targets. So long as the targets are trapped, the lantern can steal the shadows of its victims so its master can use them as a personal army until there is nothing left.”
“You expect me to believe Macaque made something so disgusting?” Even as Mei said it, she couldn’t help but recognize how similar the lantern’s magic was to her teacher’s. It was cool and soothing, but on the edge, there was an unmistakable edge of malice. “Even if he did, I doubt he made it without you whispering in his ears.”
“Oh child, you have no idea how many secrets he keeps from you. Let me share one with you.” The lantern grew brighter, and the silhouettes of her family members gained more substance as they peeled away from the walls.
Mei adjusted herself so all opponents were in her sight, but nothing could stop the sweat collecting on her forehead.
She sensed something powerful appear behind her. Jumping out of the way as a spear nearly severed her arm. She faced her new opponent. Only to almost drop her weapon.
Standing before her was another copy of Macaque only this one was even more disturbing. Its eyes burned with purple light, the shadows loving curled around it, but worst of all was the sneer filled with razor-tipped teeth.
“Did you honestly think my love was always so nice?”
#lego monkie kid#lego monkie kid au#lmk#long xiaojiao#mei#sun wukong#liu er mihou#monkey king#monkie kid swap au#shadow lantern#winterpower98#i need to lay down#shadow play#monkey tyrant
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What's your favorite Spidey design from the cartoons? I honestly loathe (affectionate) the middle part look. I think the 2017 cartoon Peter and Harry look fantastic! Also mixed Flash Thompson who's somewhat Peter's friend? Sign me up!
And if you watched ultimate, what did you think of Moon Knight in that one episode? I liked how he makes fun of Peter for talking to the audience, and how his entrance is him trying to kill a child with no explanation.
@the-sprog I feel like this would be my favorite Spidey design. I know people like to give MSM flak for its simple art style and solely due to the fact that children can be a part of the audience demographic, but I love it so much. The design looks nice as heck, and I love the |\/| patterning on his arms.
Truth be told though, I'm still on season one. Regardless, I absolutely vibe with Peter being a little cringe nerd and also being a mentor for Miles when he managed to get his own spider powers. It's honestly great, and I adore all iterations of Flash, especially since in MSM, he's literally a HIMBO. Like, that wouldn't be so bold of me to assume right?
This guy was so sure that his papier-mâché volcano project would win at the Stark Expo AND IT DID! By default, but he was still so proud of himself. As he should be.
As for the Moon Knight question, I wouldn't be able to answer. I've watched so many Spider-Man cartoons,, except maybe Ultimate. I got through a handful of episodes, but it's not exactly an easy show to get into unless I really want to see Doc Ock being a little funky man. Jokes feel a little too fast-paced, and I'm not used to Spidey pausing the show just to do 4th wall breaks since that seems to be more of Deadpool's area of expertise.
Maybe I'll continue it someday? I'm not a comic book elitist, so I'm taking whatever MK content there is.
#Marvel#Spider-Man#MSM 2017#Marvel's Spider-Man#Peter Parker#USM#Ultimate Spider-Man#Link's rambles#Link's askbox#Thank you for the ask#It's fun just talking on and on about this kind of stuff ^ ^)
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Hi! I just started following you recently but I love your LOTR/Silmarillion takes. :) Who are some of your favorite characters in Tolkien's books and why? Also sorry I'm anonymous,I'm just shy
Thank you so much! ❤️ And no worries, I don't mind anonym - and I am always willing to talk :)
So. Favourite characters. Kind of complicated since I love pretty much everyone, BUT I'll try to tone it down. Also, I am talking about book characters here - so not the movies.
... I also have a tendency to fixate on minor and not-talked-about characters.
Elrond - absolute favourite out of all. He is the type of character I've always been drawn to - the old, wise, kind mentor-like figure. I like how he is always there in the background, but never the protagonist of the story - yet appears in all of them. He is what connects the stories of Middle Earth more than any other character, I think. I also have a tendency to think of his relationships with literally everyone, which... Yeah, may show a bit in my posts, tho I try to tone it down lol
Eärendil - the themes of his story are way too cool for me to ignore them. The idea of the ultimate sacrifice of one's happiness in hope that others will have a better life because if it; the star of Hopes when, really, every time Eärendil's feelings are described, it is about how tired he is.
Elwing - I love her. She is so young when her main story happens and went through way too much. The 'fuck you' she gives to fëanorians when she jumps? Iconic. Terribly sad, but iconic. Again, I love her story and themes overall. She deserves way more love.
Vardamir - I looked at this guy who has one paragraph in the Unfinished Tales, took the little info we have and based his whole headcanoned personality on it. I am not sorry and I love him.
Half-elves in general - because this is going to be way too long even without me naming every one of them. They never really belong anywhere - or so to say, belong to too many places and people at once. Yeah, in the end, they get their choice, but it doesn't erase the other part of their heritage - and the theme of constant sadness, loss; separation, loneliness, longing, yet prevailing hope... Yeah, I love it. Dior, all pairs of E twins, Arwen, everyone. I love them.
Isildur - my love for him started with annoyance about 'cast it into the fire' memes and never ended. I love him. He represents the best traits of his people - courage, hope, willingness to admit he is wrong. He is proud - he says so himself; he makes mistakes - everyone does. But he tries his best to be good, and he is. And honestly, his death scene? The way it is worded gives me chills - how he feels a terrible loss when the Ring leaves him, but then a great relief, and dies a free man.
Rangers of the North - I would be the first to admit I don't really post about them, but I love them with all my heart. These guys wandered the wilds for thousand years - unacknowledged for their deeds, looked upon as vagabonds, but still doing their duty and protecting the folk who didn't know of the evil lurking right outside of their door. Halbarad and Aragorn fall into this category, so I am not going to make a separate point for them, but I love them.
Merry Brandybuck - I felt the need to include at least one of the hobbits (I love them all) and Merry is my favourite out of the lot (not by a lot, they are all brilliant). I fell in love with him during the fifth chapter when he was like 'yeah Frodo, I've known about the Ring for years. Bilbo used it to hide from Lobelia. Also, there is a huge conspiracy against you and we are going with you whether you like it or not. Deal with it bro.' Iconic. I never stopped loving him since then. And he is a nerd - he wrote a book! About pipeweed! He is also cleverer than people give him credit for.
Gil-galad - I first heard of him when Sam sang the song in LotR and as a lover of history and epics, a legendary dead elven king was all info I needed to love him. As I've learned more about him, I loved him even more.
Denethor - about whom I also don't post. I find him interesting - he is a flawed and proud man, but also clever and noble and strong. He has some of the most complicated family relationships we see in LotR, his banter with Gandalf is brilliant, his mind battles with Sauron for decades, his interactions with Pippin. And I love how he and Théoden contrast each other - Théoden who fell into darkness and rose out of it stronger than ever, never losing hope, riding into battle alike to Oromë when the world was young; and Denethor, who only had the amdír kind of hope, and once he lost it, fell into despair and died.
Honorary mentions because explaining everyone who is among my favourites would take way too long *inhales*
Celebrían, Celeborn, Éomer, Éowyn, Faramir, Boromir, Finarfin, Gilraen, Glorfindel, Théoden, Bilbo, Frodo, Pippin, Sam, Imrahil, Beregond, Tar-Míriel, Húrin, Gwindor, Orodreth, Rog, Turgon, Idril, Celebrimbor, Tuor, Thingol, Maglor, this is a mess and I should stop before I name literally everyone.
*exhales*
Extra honorary mentions
Queen Berúthiel and Tevildo. Icons.
#this got long and i am so sorry :D#... that's a lie i am not#anyway#to note: if i named someone it doesn't automatically mean i agree with all of their actions and opinions#obviously#but saying it just in case#also#if you name a character the chance is i love them#feel free to ask me about anyone lol#and thank you for the ask!#❤️#but yeah#number 1 character remains elrond#:D
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I made a whole AU in my head yesterday and I'm debating whether or not to invest in it but chances are, knowing me, I'm gonna do it anyway-
Please ignore the absolute MESS that this is- it is completely disorganized 😭🖐
So basically I replaced the Arcane Order with my own OC I literally just made for this specific reason as the villain.
His name is Pyelan, (pronounced PIE-LAN) and he's an old god of peace- very powerful and ancient. However, he's grown corrupted and angry at humanity for the amount of needless war and death in their history.
He sees the pollution of Earth and the sickness, and takes it upon himself to fix it, having gone mad after the eons he spent alone.
The humans stopped worshipping him, that is why they have no peace, they've destroyed everything, in his mind the only option is to create a whole new Earth with a new species that would do better.
He seeks The Arcane Order, knowing who they are (having once been friends in ancient times) and means to have them open the genesis seals and wipe out humanity forever.
(I'm taking what Tobias said in the interrogation scene in ROTT and running- the bit abt The Arcane Order being the creators of everything.)
(Also, I like to think each of them had a hand in different species, Bellroc creating trolls and changelings, Skrael creating humans and goblins and Nari creating the animals of the Earth- with input from eachother of course. Though I'm still hammering out the details)
In this AU, The Arcane Order do not hate humanity, are more so disappointed and eager to fix the imbalance so humanity and all beings could return to their lives.
They understood his plight, but told him that because they created humans, they would find a way to restore balance without killing them off.
This throws him into a vengeful rage- could they not see that their humans have failed them? Could they not see the damage humanity has done to their planet?
If the gods who created this world were too stupid to see the truth and fix it themselves, then he would do it.
During an opportune moment, Pyelan steals Nari away and holds her hostage- this is where The Arcane Order enlists the help of their old friend's apprentice, Hisirdoux Casperan.
Douxie involves the Trollhunter and his merry band of armored children and various peoples, and there ensues many scenes of Bellroc and Skrael interacting with everyone.
So Pyelan pretends to be remorseful, tells them to meet them at the roundhouse to return Nari to them.
Obviously its a trick, but he still manages to gain control over all three of them and releases the titans- now its up to Jim and everyone else to save creation, and the creators.
Steve does NOT get pregnant but instead, the 'seventh kiss' is an engagement, meaning he would become king- a huge responsibility he's not sure he can fulfill. (Possible subplot about Steve gaining true confidence in himself and a tear-jerking scene where he looks up at the sky and hopes his mentor is proud of him after the final battle.)
Claire, Douxie, Archie, his father and Blinky still go to find the Khronosphere- it was Bellroc who told them to find it this time, their last words before they succumbed to Pyelan's mind control.
Archie chooses to stay with Douxie, there would be a heart wrenching scene where he and his father says quick goodbyes as the wall seals.
"Take care of eachother," he says, "I love you, son."
Varvatos still comes down in the bigass robot, but this time he has a co-pilot and its Zadra.
They actually manage to take Bellroc down, and Jim insists on going up and talking to Bellroc in hopes of breaking Pyelan's control.
"Is this what you truly want? C'mon!" he says as he battles against them upon crumbling molten rock. "You are who you make yourself, don't let him think for you!"
Bellroc is freed from Pyelan's control, discovers that they had been tricked by Pyelan and that Skrael and Nari were still in danger- they go ballistic.
Zoe's called in by Douxie to aid them, and she and Krel pair up as the designated tech nerds and they get a whole scene with some crazy cool akiridion tech/mechromancer wizard shit that frees Skrael from Pyelan's control- two down, one to go.
Claire is ofc a badass, portals Bellroc's titan to Arcadia and then shit really hits the fan.
In this AU, Toby and Steve fight alongside Jim against Pyelan, Strickler doesn't die but instead tends to a severely wounded Nomura with Barbara.
Pyelan uses Nari and her titan against the other two, Bellroc and Skrael are trying desperately to not hurt her too badly, but its not going so well.
Varvatos and Zadra's robot goes down against Pyelan, who ends up fighting Jim, Toby and Steve directly.
Instead of Toby dying, Jim sacrifices himself one last time as the Trollhunter, defeating Pyelan but taking himself along in the process.
This prompts everyone else to make a unanimous decision to use the Khronoshpere to save Jim.
The Trollhunter has saved countless lives, and now its their turn to save the Trollhunter.
Rewinding back to when Pyelan first set the trap for Bellroc and Skrael, they defeat him much much quicker this time.
Everyone knows what his next move will be as they all retained their memories, and Jim is safe.
The balance is slowly but surely fixing itself as time goes on, The Arcane Order are dedicated and often visit Arcadia to take breaks or to enlist help for certain missions.
Steve becomes king, ruling alongside Aja and later in their adulthood, they have children. (with much better designs)
Barbara and Strickler get married, and later so do Claire and Jim, and when I tell you that wedding was a sight to behold.
Toby is much more confident in himself, and is known all throughout Arcadia as a hero, The Trollhunters partner- Keeper of Peace.
"I'll do a much better job than the last guy, trust me."
All in all theres lots of things I gotta figure out for this AU, but its purely for self-indulgence because I can't stand the ending of ROTT. And also I was told all headcanons are canon now so I am doing what I must
#tales of arcadia#trollhunters#krel tarron#aja tarron#varvatos vex#steve palchuk#toby domzalski#jim lake junior#claire nuñez#Barbara Lake#walter strickler#skrael of the north wind#bellroc keeper of the flame#nari of the eternal forest#hisirdoux casperan#toa zoe#toa wizards#toa au#rott rewrite -kinda
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Attitude Adjustment (My Hero Academia)
Heyo everyone! So, this fic is based off just post the first final exam in season 2! Who doesn’t love a good Dad!Might fic with his sons? X3
Tiny trigger warning for Bakugou’s loud swearing. That is to be expected with our petty explosive boy, though! X3
“Kacchan! You heard what Recovery girl said! You shouldn’t go home right now!”
“Shut up, Deku! I don’t need to stay the night. I feel fine, dammit!”
“But you're not fine! You’re barely moving at your normal speed!”
“I told you I don’t need your help, nerd!”
“Well, too bad, Kacchan! I’m here, so deal with it!”
All might bit down a sigh as he watched the two boys bicker among themselves. It was a few hours after the final exam, and while they passed, both boys took tremendous amounts of injury during the test. Recovery girl fixed them up, and after a scolding lecture about not overusing their quirks, the boys were welcomed to stay the night to heal.
Which lead to now. Bakugou had turned down the offer to stay, despite how drained his body was post Recovery Girl’s treatment. Midoriya didn’t want Bakugou to go home alone in the state he was in, and was trying to convince him to stay. It really was a messy situation.
“Geez, to think these two were friends at one point…” All Might sighed, buffing up into his presentable form as a valuable teaching moment came to mind. “Looks like it’s up to me to show young Bakugou the importance of teamwork!”
Said blonde was just turning on his heels to leave, grumbling about how’d he be fine walking home when All Might pounced, swooping in stopping Bakugou in his tracks. “I am here!” He announced, scaring the hell out of both boys with his sudden entrance. “A-All Might? What the hell are you doing?” Bakugou stammered, barely able to move with the teacher’s hand on his shoulder. “A-All Might?” Midoriya yelped, eyes widening as he looked up at his mentor.
“Hahaha! I overheard your little scruffle just now, and I thought I’d say something!” All Might nodded, his smile dropping slightly into a more somber expression as he looked at the boys. “While I’m proud of you two for passing the finals, there were clear issues with your teamwork. Neither of you could decide what to do when facing me, and in a real battle, that could lead to all kinds of danger.” All Might’s eyes locked onto Bakugou’s red ones, making the younger boy blush slightly. “W-What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He snapped, glaring fiercely.
“Young Bakugou, while your technical stills in combat are quite amazing, your attitude towards your partner was atrocious! It seems to me you’re going to need an impromptu remedial lesson.” With that, All Might pulled the blond into his chest, easily capturing his wrists in one hand. Bakugou struggled to wriggle free, but his body was too tired from Recovery Girl’s quirk, leaving him defenseless. “What! What are you doing?” He yelled, fighting the best he could anyway.
“As for you, Young Midoriya. You too need a lesson.” All Might nodded, his smile returning, a glint of mischief to it. “Your strategies and quick thinking allow you to easily assess the situation around you, however- you lack confidence when it comes to young Bakugou here. You need to learn to assert yourself better with this young lad here.” With his free hand, he raised it above Bakugou’s head so only Midoriya could see, wiggling his fingers playfully. “We’ll work on that as well. Now come, let us show Young Bakugou here how teamwork should be!”
With that, All Might wasted no time digging his free hand into Bakugou’s exposed armpit, prodding and poking at the soft skin. The blonde student immediately jolted with a howl, thrashing about as All Might’s tickly hand invaded a bad spot. “AHHH! Ahehahahhahahahahahaha! Aahahahahhahlll Mihihihhiihihght! Sthahahhahhahap!” He cried, not at all prepared for the tickly trick.
Midoriya’s eyes widened, a mixture of awe and fear as his mentor tickled his old friend/bully. Wait, Kacchan was still ticklish? He was tempted to make a few notes on the situation before him, only to be stopped when Bakugou squawked loudly, wriggling more when All Might’s hand moved to his ribs, poking and prodding the skin. “Ahahahahhahhaha! Sthahahahhap ihhihihiiht! Ihihihihihilll Kihihihihihill yohohohohohu!” He cried, cheeks flushing a bright pink as he laughed.
“Now, young Bakugou. That’s not very heroic!” All might teased, his tone playful as he carried on the tickly torture. Midoriya finally came to his conclusion, walking up to his mentor and classmate. “Ahahhahahahhaahha! Dheheehehheeku! Hehehehehehehlp mehehehehe!” The blonde cried, squirming even more when the green haired boy kneeled, hands resting on his hips. “Sorry, Kacchan. You need to learn to listen when I talk.” With that, he pressed his thumbs into the sensitive joints, dodging a flying kick when Bakugou screamed.
“AHHH! AAhAHAHHAHAHAH! NAHAHHAHHAHAT THEHEHEHEHHERE!” He cried, his laughter growing in volume and hysterics when Midoriya pressed into his worst spots, a cheery grin on his freckled face. “AHEHEHHAHAHAHAHHAHA! STAHAHAHAHHAHP IIHIHIHIT!” Bakugou shrieked, his body growing increasingly weaker as the tickling carried on, tears of mirth dotting his eyes as he reached his limit. Midoriya giggled before standing up, easing off of Bakugou and patting All Might’s wrist. “I think he’s had enough, don’t you?” He asked with a laugh, nodding towards his classmate.
“Heh, seems so. I believe Bakugou had learned his lesson.” All Might stopped his own playful attack, releasing Bakugou’s wrist and easing the blonde to the ground. Bakugou gasped for air as he curled into a ball, arms tightly around his waist as he giggled helplessly. Tiny explosions popped off his hands occasionally, but nothing too serious. For a brief moment, Midoriya felt kinda bad. “Heh...are you alright, Kacchan? Maybe we overdid it…” He mused outloud, jolting when he felt a hand grab his ankle.
“Heh….heh….Deku…” The blonde growled from his spot on the ground, red eyes burning bright. Midoriya paled, trying to run. “K-Kacchan! What-AH!” The green haired student squeaked when Bakugou brought him to the ground, pinning him effortlessly. “DIE, DEKU!” He roared, going in for the attack.
All Might was about to break it up when Midoriya squealed, immediately bursting into bouts of childish laughter as Bakugou dug into his torso, leaving no spot untickled. “AHH! Ahahahahahahha! K-Kahahahhahahchahhahahhan! Stahahhahahahp!” He cried, soon finding himself in the same position Bakugou was just in.
The elder hero laughed softly, backing away from the boys as his mighty form began to fade, knowing he didn’t have much time left. “They’ll be fine, I know it.” He mused softly, a warm smile on his shrinking face as he quickly vanished, the sound of Midoriya’s laughter filling his ears as he went.
I hope you liked it! X3
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We always have been ↬ fem!p.p
A/N: AHHH I love genderbent Peter skjkjhjka and I’ve only seen @justme--emily write for her so far so I wrote one of my own 😤
Summary: It was not every day you crash into your ex boyfriend in a Stark Gala, was it? Your ex boyfriend you dumped right after your senior prom? It was probably her Parker luck striking, never a good sign, she learned that from experience.
Warning: um cursing lol.
Pairing: female!Peter Parker x Harry Osborn
WC: 2k
When Mister Stark had asked her to attend one of those glorious charity galas, Penny had been elated, internally (and externally) jumping at the thought of wearing fancy gowns and walking past pretentious rich bureaucrats and business people.
She was practically lost in paradise when Miss Potts had accompanied her to shop for her dress, a beautiful blue and red full length gown, hugging her in her curves with a chinese collar neck and embroidered bust (very on brand of her).
“Is your dress comfortable? Oh god I think I should have altered it myself, it’s not too tight right?” May fretted, fixing her hairdo and last minute make up she learnt from makeup hacks videos. Groaning, Penny nudged May by her shoulders, sitting her down on her twin bed, holding her aunt’s cheeks.
“May, the dress is comfortable! Miss Potts made sure that it was altered to my size okay? Now calm down, it’s just one night.” She smiled, folding her hands under her chest. Her dress was truly comfortable, and she looked undeniably good, she checked (she was a nerd, yes, but she wasn’t blind. Especially now that she had 20/20 long vision due to her spider powers.)
“You know how I feel about you going to fancy parties, baby.” May sighed, making her wince, “the last time you went to prom ended in a disaster. Both of them”
“I know May, but on the bright side, it gained me an actual paid internship. And Mister Stark and Miss Potts are going to be present the whole time!” She reassured, squeezing her aunt’s shoulders. In all honesty, she understood her anxiety, shuddering as she remembered her prom fighting Liz’s dad, and then breaking up with Harry, “besides, I have my spidery powers remember? I’m a big girl May, I can take care of myself.”
“I know you can sweetheart, god look at you all grown up, Ben would be so proud of how much you’ve grown, my little woman.” May sniffed, getting up to caress her head. She shook her head at her aunt’s emotional state, smiling as she bowed her head at the nickname. It was something Ben used to call her- little woman.
“Ben would be proud of you too May.” Penny said, willing her eyes to not water at the sudden rush of sentiment she felt at the mention of her deceased uncle.
“Now, shoo before I change my mind and keep you all to myself!” May laughed, fixing the non existent crease near her shoulders.
“Okay okay! I’m going May, jeez it’s like you and Mister Stark are holding a shared custody of me.” Penny snickered, scrambling to wear her uncomfortable heels, the ones that matched her dress.
“Maybe I am, but I get to be the primary guardian!”
Laughing, she gave her aunt a kiss to her cheek, doing a preliminary check of her cell phone and emergency bracelet, blowing her a kiss before walking into the car that was standing outside their apartment.
The car ride was silent, her stomach bubbling with nervousness and excitement. She was practically vibrating in her seat, glad that Tony had sent another driver instead of Happy- he would have teased her incessantly for being so nervous. She had grown close to Happy, the man growing fond of her as well, but he could be an embarrassing dad at times.
The gala was everything she had imagined, brightly lit in an overpriced hall, adorning overpriced decorations with people in overpriced clothes.
“Hey Mister Stark! Thank you so much for inviting me!” She grinned, skipping towards her fath- mentor.
“Hey Pen, wow don’t you look beautiful. A little too beautiful, beware of those good for nothing boys you hear me?” Tony smiled, hugging her, a protective hand on her shoulder.
“Oh don’t mind Tony, hun, he’s only joking.” Pepper said, giving her a kiss on her cheek and doing a once over, just like May had.
“I’m serious Pep, if those boys even tried anything, you call me okay? I’ll take care of them.”
“Mister Stark, you can’t just threaten teenagers.” Penny giggled, looking at Pepper with a smirk.
“Barely a teenager kiddo, why did you grow up so fast?” He smiled, a fond look in his eyes.
“I’m nineteen Mister Stark, I think I can take care of those boys themselves.”
“Hell yeah you can, that’s my girl.”
Easy for her to say, because not long after that, Mister Stark and Pepper had abandoned her to talk to some prominent dealer about some… deals concerning Stark Industries, she didn't ask.
By the end of an hour, she was already bouncing on her heels, bored out of her mind. Even the Avengers could entertain her only so much, going back to their important work. And
Penny was an awkward girl, always finding herself in situations she was unwilling to participate in, so socialising was out of question.
She remembered the one time she had accidentally spilled coffee all over Mister Stark’s touch sensitive keyboard, stuttering the whole time. He hadn’t even been mad, reassuring her that he had done that enough times before, hence the liquid resistant keypads.
And then there was that one time the school nurse had called Tony when she was experiencing period induced fever. That was embarrassing, if not a little heartwarming to know that he cared about her enough to confront Pepper about menstrual problems. She was his daughter in everything but blood, he reminded her that every day, though not verbally.
There was also this one time she had been caught kissing MJ, but none of those were going to top what she was facing right now.
Literally.
“Penny! Penny Parker?” Harry’s chirpy voice rang in her ears, his footsteps sounding increasingly closer as she tried to hide her face behind her (non alcoholic) drink, frantically walking towards the vague figure of Mister Stark as fast as she could with her overly expensive stilettos.
It was not every day you crash into your ex boyfriend in a Stark Gala, was it? Your ex boyfriend you dumped right after your senior prom? It was probably her Parker luck striking, never a good sign, she learned that from experience.
Finally standing near Mister Stark, she tried to stand next to him, ignoring the weird look he was giving her. Penny was petite, always has been small for her age, so she was glad Mister Stark could cover her with his side. Apparently he got her cue, as he shifted slightly to hide her from whomever’s view.
“What’s wrong Pen? Some pesky boy chasing you? Accidentally met your ex?” He joked, giving the old businessman in front of him a handshake and smirking at her with amusement.
“Something like that.” She shrugged casually, snickering at Tony’s wide eyes.
“Penny! Hey it’s me, Harry.” He said, nearly standing behind her. He was either incredibly stupid or incredibly brave, weaving his way through the crowd to stand right in front of her. He probably hadn’t noticed her clinging to Tony, which is why he came forward, a big goofy grin playing on his handsome face, sending her heart into a frenzy, his blue eyes shining under the gleaming lights.
“Uh, h-hey Harry.” She grimaced, elongating his name with a chuckle. Shuffling forward, she ignored Tony’s raised eyebrows, opening her mouth to speak, but all she could look at was Harry Fucking Osborn standing in front of her, “Um, small world?”
Her words sounded distant to her, heart heart a lump in her throat. She felt underprepared for these situations. Sure, they had broken off on a semi- good note, but it didn’t make whatever this was any less awkward.
“Small world indeed.” He said, much softer than before, a solemn expression taking over his face, “It’s not every day you get to meet Penelope Parker in a Stark Gala. Heard of your internship by the way, I knew you were smart enough to get it.”
“Oh, thanks about that. I guess you’re an unwilling guest here? Haven’t seen Mr. Osborn around.” She smiled shyly, shuffling on her feet.
“Yeah, kind of, I mean you know how he is.” He shrugged.
“How long have you two known each other?” Tony interrupts the two, watching in amusement as both his pseudo daughter and Norman’s son blush under his gaze, as if just noticing his presence.
“Uhm, Hi Mister Stark! B-big fan, hi oh my god Penny I’m standing in front of Tony Stark.” Harry stuttered, shaking Tony’s hand for a little too long.
Staring at him with confusion, he shook Harry's hand back, silently asking Penny the lingering question.
“He’s a bit of a fanboy.” She answered.
Harry was still looking at Stark with his wonderstruck expression.
“Well it’s always good to meet my fans, but you didn't answer my question, kid. How do you two know each other?” Tony said, smiling as politely as he could while his hand was still stuck in Harry’s grip.
Realising that, he instantly let go, standing awkwardly as him and Penny said at the same time-
“I’m her ex boyfriend-”
“He’s my best friend.”
His eyes widen, realising what he had just said.
“You guys dated? And when were you going to tell me about that Pen?” Tony asked, baffled at the thought of Penny dating a guy, and Osborn’s son of all people.
“Well, you see, I was going to tell you soon, but then we broke up. You know? We haven’t talked since.” Penny said, the last sentence directed towards Harry. She was looking at him now, gritting her teeth.
“Well did you expect me to call you after you dumped me? During prom nonetheless? I was ashamed, Pen, I couldn’t do it.” Harry said, looking apologetic. It made her heart clench, inherent guilt building up in her tummy. It was her fault, technically.
“Yeah but, Harry you were my best friend before my boyfriend, and I missed you okay? You could’ve at least called.” She defended. Tony was good at reading the room, so sensing a banter building, he quietly left the area, not wanting to witness the misunderstanding.
“I really missed you too Penny, I- I didn’t think I was good enough for you, gosh I really fucking love you.” He said, immediately stiffening.
Even back when they were dating, they had never said the L word to each other, not even when they were best friends, and now? Well he had just made the air more thicker than before.
“You- you what?” She asked, voice small as her heart jumped. She moved closer to him, holding her hands out, reaching to touch his shoulders. Her hands set on his silky tuxedo, she stroked her hands in a slow motion, dropping them immediately when she realised she was touching him.
“I really fucking love you Penny, even if you don’t want to get together, can we still be friends? Go back to our movie nights and lego sessions?” He asked, furrowing his brows as if to keep himself from crying.
No words left her mouth, her breath hitched when he moved forward, chest stuttering. With a sudden confidence she didn’t know she had, she leapt forward, capturing his lips in hers. Their lips moved with a sync, his familiar ocean scented deo invading her nostrils, his soft skin against her. The world around her melded in a technicolour blob, the only thing she could focus was his heartbeat echoing in her ears.
“I really fucking love you too by the way.” She said, pulling away from the kiss. She vaguely spotted Miss Potts in her periphery, shaking her head with a smile as she held back Mister Stark.
“So, are we friends then?”
“Harry?”
“Yeah?”
“We are more than friends, you dumbass. We always have been.”
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