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whenim64 · 24 days

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The Monkees was just Micky, Peter and Mike for a long time until Mike met Davy. He never told the guys about him (because he didnt want them to embarrass him) and Mikes always out picking up Davy and taking him on dates. Eventually Mikes ready to introduce his friends to his boyfriend but they just… don’t seem to understand

Mickys always asking Davy if he has a girlfriend and Davy (who does not yet know just how clueless these guys can be) thinks it’s a joke and goes along with it

Davy’s slowly integrated into the group then the band and then he’s asked to move in (after a heavy adult discussion with Mike about their relationship and next steps). Davy and Mike are both under the assumption they’ll share a room since… boyfriends. But Peter kidnaps Davy and begs until they can be roommates

Eventually Mike and Davy realise the others actually don’t know they’re together and bet each other how long it will take them to figure out. They don’t even attempt to hide their relationship but it seems the more coupley they act the less the others cop on

It takes them making out half naked on the couch for the others to even raise an eyebrow (“I thought you guys were just really close”)

wrote a short thing :)

“We’ve talked it over, and, well, Davy already spends so much time here anyway, so I thought ‘he might as well just move in’ and I think it’s the right next move for us and he agrees, so what do y’all think? Would you be fine if Davy moved in here with us?” Mike asked, shifting nervously on his feet as he looked down at his two best friends to see their reactions. He didn’t know why he was so nervous, it just seemed like a big deal asking his friends if his boyfriend could move in with them. What if they didn’t want Davy around that often? No, that would be silly; Davy already spent so much time hanging around the pad he practically lived there, the only difference would be that he’d be sleeping there now too.

He resisted the urge to swipe his hands against his jeans, but Davy felt his arms tense up from where his hands were wrapped around his bicep and he gave his arm a comforting squeeze.

“Yes that’s fantastic!” Peter said, with a wide, cheery grin spreading across his face.

“Yeah that’s a groovy idea. Davy is a perfect addition.” Micky chimed in.

“Oh, you think so? Thanks fellas, this means a lot, really-“

“I’m so excited I finally get to have a roommate!” Peter said as he sprung up from his seat. He latched onto Davy’s arm and started tugging him in the direction of his bedroom.

“You- what?” Davy asked as he let himself be pulled across the pad, throwing a confused look over his shoulder at Mike who stared back at him just as confound.

“It will be like a sleepover every night. And I won’t get lonely and have to bother Micky and Mike in the middle of the night anymore. We can put your bed right there and you can have these drawers in the dresser.” Peter said as he started opening drawers and moving his clothes around. Davy watched as he shuffled around the room moving stuff and reorganizing his drawers.

“Um- Peter- you know- I was really planning to move in with Mike.” Davy said, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck as Peter stopped his hectic motions and turned to look at Davy.

“Yeah you’re moving in with Mike, Micky, and I. That’s why I’m clearing a space for you.”

“No I mean I was planning to move into Mike’s room with him.”

“But Micky already rooms with Mike it doesn’t make any sense for you to move in there too… unless, is it that you don’t want to room with me?” Peter asked staring down at Davy with the biggest, saddest eyes he’d ever seen. He felt a pang of guilt in his chest.

“No peter that’s not it at all. You’d be a great roommate.”

“So you do want to room with me?” Peter asked, a relieved smile taking place of the frown. Davy swallowed down the words of rejection as he stared into Peter’s wide, hopeful eyes. He couldn’t do it; what kind of monster could make Peter feel sad and rejected when he was one of the sweetest people Davy had ever met before.

“Yeah I’ll be your roommate. It’ll be fun just like you said." Davy barely finished his sentence before he was being pulled into a hug by an enthusiastic Peter.

"When are you moving in? Oh I can't wait to help you decorate your side of the room." Peter said clasping his hands together excitedly.

"What're y'all talking about in here?" Mike asked from where he was leaned up against the door frame.

"How Davy is going to decorate his side of the room!"

"His side of the room?" Mike repeated, quirking his eyebrow at Davy who smiled back at him sheepishly.

"Err, Peter can you give me a moment alone with Mike, please?"

"Of course." Peter said as he passed by Mike who was stepping into the room.

"Why does Peter think you'll be rooming with him?" Mike asked once the door shut behind them.

"I kind of told Peter that I would."

"Why would you do that?"

"I tried to tell him I was moving in with you but he looked at me with these big sad puppy eyes and I just didn't have it in me to disappoint him. I swear I've never met someone who reminded me so much of a golden retriever before." Davy explained. Mike nodded along to the last part, having been subjected to Peter's sad puppy eyes before. He knew they were hard to fight if you weren't used to them.

"It's going to be awfully hard to take it back now." Mike said. Davy gave him a pained look.

"Oh come on Mike, it's not so bad of an idea. If I move in down here then at least we don't have to move all of Micky's stuff downstairs. And if we need some alone time I'm sure the guys won't mind switching rooms for a night." Davy said, stepping up to Mike and wrapping his arms around his waist as he fluttered his eyelashes and gave a dazzling smile. "It'll work out fine in the end." he said as he stood on his tippy toes to press a kiss to Mike's neck, then his chin, the his cheek. Mike couldn't help the smile the spread across his face, and he wrapped his arms around Davy's back as he pecked his lips in a small kiss.

"I know you just don't want to deal with a sad Peter, but the Micky thing is a good point. I really don't want to have to spend the day lugging his hundreds of trinkets and god knows what else he has under his bed down the stairs."

"Shall we go back to my place and pack up my things? Peter's already started clearing a space for me, so I think I could be all set up by the end of the day."

"Yeah, I'll meet you in the car, I'm gonna grab some boxes out of the garage for your stuff." Mike replied, pressing one more kiss to Davy's lips before they untangled themselves and headed to the door.

#i hope you like it gahhh >.<#using this as motivation to get myself writing again #also i did not proof read this so i hope there is no mistakes and that it flows fine #64answers #jonesmith #monkees fanfiction #also imagine that while peter had whisked davy away micky was in the living room like 'so does he know any instruments?'#cause he thinks davy is moving in bc hes joining the band

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discojupiters · 21 days

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Currently planning out chapters for a Monkees fanfic I'm writing because that is way more important right now than the 10 page research paper for my honors history class that I've only written 1 and a half pages for that i have to show to my professor this Tuesday

#the monkees #monkees #monkees fanfiction #monkees fanfic #procrastination

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evilfranzkafka · 1 year

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Uh I watched the self insert x mike nesmith fan film from the 90s...... I understand her

#she really wanted to fuck him huh #BUT I GET IT #also fake mike was so goddamn funny like that isnt chapstick it's lip balm #sorry im so stoned lmao #i wish people still made fanfiction films like where is the insanity??#like the hours and times #excuse the line art i didnt have any stabilizer on my pen cuz i didnt care lol #so it looks a little different #my art #the monkees #mike nesmith

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aquarian-sunchild · 1 month

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Monkees, The Monkees (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Mike Nesmith, Peter Tork, Davy Jones (The Monkees), Micky Dolenz Additional Tags: whole lot of swearing, Mild Language, Alternate Universe - Punk, Punk AU Summary:

I wanted to combine two of my favorite things into one story: Loud punk rock and The Monkees. The result is a story of The Monkees as a modern punk band trying to make a name for themselves, and the lengths they were willing to go through to get some free food. Pete's a crusty kid with "Stay Posi" knuckle tattoos, Mike has a green mohawk, Micky won't let go of ska, and as always, Davy is madly in love with a girl.

Inspired by the song "Free Pizza For Life" by Ghost Mice.

#the monkees #au #alternate universe #punk au #fanfic #fanfiction

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zosociologist · 9 months

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"Dating Peter Tork Would Be Like..." [Scrapped]

[Teacher!Peter x Librarian!Black!Female!Reader Headcannon]

A/N: This was bound to happen eventually...just glad I was able to get this out of my system; WwaBRiM per usual and likes, comments, & reblogs are strongly encouraged(=

Era: Mid-70s (around the time Peter became a teacher)

Warnings: Mentions of fooling around, and light makeout stuff.

Yeah, you knew who Peter Tork was....as did every young woman that came of age in the 60s and had a working television in the house.

Re-run episodes of The Monkees is what helped you get through your last year of college, and although you hate to admit it, you'll be forever grateful(:

Your love for sharing knowledge led you to get a Bachelor's in Education, but your spite of those around you saying that men don't like women that are "overachievers" got you your Master's in Library Science.

You have quite a few interests: you paint, sing, and play the guitar now and then, and read and write a lot of poetry and stories.

So, you took those skills and became a Librarian at a nice high school in the hills, and the job is very enjoyable, just as you would’ve expected it to be.

You expected there to be hundreds of things checked in and out per day and thousands per week, resulting in hours of restocking shelves and setting displays.

And you were expecting to have engaging conversations with students as they tell you about their recent reads, while you return the favor by giving them even more book recommendations to further expand their minds.

What you DID NOT expect when the new school year started, was for an oddly familiar man to approach your counter inquiring about an instructor’s copy of a textbook that he’d ordered for his science course.

And you’re still not sure if it was your slight gasp or starstruck demeanor over the random circumstances, but something made him chuckle at the situation while you spoke in disbelief, “Nooo, you can’t be”, “The only problem is, I am”.

Far off from his former band days, Peter grew his hair out much longer and sported a beard that you thought fit him very well. He also dropped his alias and went by his actual surname, Mr. Thorkelson. A subtle change that made a huge difference.

At first, you weren’t so sure that Peter could be that friendly a person, even bashful at times, but you learned early on that it was all genuine.

That was just the kind of person he was. On the job, Peter could talk to anyone and make friends with everyone.

But after a while, you noticed he went out of his way to make conversation with you…even though the library is nowhere en route to his classroom.

You two soon became good friends, bonding over various things from literature to your shared love for the folk music scene.

Whenever you had free time in your schedules, you’d be at each other’s respective workstations scribbling ideas on chalkboards or making pyramids out of lost library cards and bookmarks (that you’d return to the students that lost them immediately after).

Somedays you and Peter could even be found in the teacher’s lounge, sharing reviews of movies you’d watched in theaters that past weekend.

Your coworkers started calling you “two peas in a pod” and neither of you minded it…as a matter of fact, you were both kinda hoping the phrase spoke for itself.

There would be days when you’d set a big apple on his desk before he got to his classroom in the morning, and he’d return the gratitude by waiting until you were in the back of the library somewhere, ID-ing some publishers, before placing a folded paper crane on a short stack of books on your counter.

Of course, there was something there! But nobody said anything for fear of ruining the great friendship you both had cultivated for months.

But in the thrill of the moment, and contrary to Mr. Thorkelson’s belief, you took the liberty of making the first move…and at the Christmas faculty party of all places!

The event was off school grounds at a venue in the city. The night was young, and it was freeing to see your coworkers let loose outside of the professional box that working as educators placed them in.

Add in the fact there was an open bar and everyone was basically on cloud nine.

There were Secret Santa gifts and party games, and one of them was, of course, "Truth or Dare".

Salaries were exposed, shots were taken, relationships and teacher pregnancies were revealed…

But your new Library Assistant, with a suggestive amount of wine in their system, took the liberty of shooting Peter a truth question: "I saw you put a crane on (y/n)'s desk a week or so ago. Do you two have something going on?"

Your eyes shot up from the unopened Secret Santa gift you received just in time to witness Peter finish his old-fashioned, "With all the love and respect in the world, no. We do not."

Your co-workers gave lively reactions, and the game quickly moved ahead, but now the tension between you two became suddenly unavoidable.

Peter couldn't bring himself to look at you, let alone in your direction. He thought he messed up everything, by not saying something different. He felt like it set his relationship with you back by a long shot. How was he supposed to recover from that if he ever did find the balls to confess that he thought the world of you?

You, on the other hand, didn't think much of it….mostly. I mean, sure, you did like him….A LOT. But for the sake of professionalism, you figured that if it wasn't meant to be, then it wasn't meant to be.

The evening progressed and so did the party, but you figured you'd make your discreet leave and wave goodbye to a few close coworkers early.

You saved Peter's goodbye for last and gave him a warm embrace like usual along with a warm message, "Don't worry, okay? We're good! I'll see you back at The Hills after the break. Merry Christmas, Peter."

And off you went…….to the venue's unsupervised walk-in coat closet to retrieve yours. It took you a bit of sliding around coats on hangers to track it down but you finally were able to get a hold of it.

When you opened the closet door to exit, Peter was on the other side holding your Secret Santa gift you left behind.

You kinda just stood there? Mouth open and in shock, but the good kind. You even backed up a little bit, hoping that he would walk in.

And he did. Shutting the closet door behind him, Peter stepped forward, closing the gap as if he was just a short space away from you.

"You forgot this on the table and I didn't want you to leave without it." He smiled, handing the gift back to you as you handed your coat over for him to hold.

Unraveling the silver and gold wrapping paper, you couldn't help but rest your forehead against the gift and laugh: a hardcover copy of "Origami: The Art of Paper Folding" by Robert Harbin.

You were tickled because you KNEW it was Peter, and he couldn't help but smile at your infectious laugh.

"What? What's so funny?", "No, it's just this is so adorable! Did you plan this? Did you pull strings to be my Secret Santa?", "I didn't, I promise that was coincidental. I just figured since I was making so many of these and leaving them with you, I'd give you something so you can make your own.", "But I like when you make them for me!"

Your eyes were filled with such sincerity, and you were HOPING…that it would be enough for him to TAKE A HINT…..

You didn't wait. You kissed Peter, but he immediately followed suit, cupping your face as he leaned into it. The book slipped out of your hand as Peter grabbed your waist, backing you two into the wall as the line of hung coats surrounded you both.

The kissing intensified, and Peter dropped your coat to the floor as he unbuttoned his cotton henley shirt, never taking his lips off yours. You lost all sense of time. The closet got smaller and warmer by the minute, and frankly, you were feeling more aroused than you ever had in your life. And he sensed that, but he also respected you much more than just minimizing what you two share to a quick fuck in a stuffy coat closet at the faculty Christmas party.

So in the midst of you reaching to undo his belt buckle, he stopped you, fixed you both back up, retrieved his corduroy jacket, and kissed your forehead.

Gathering your things, you both left the party together, unnoticed, and hand in hand.

You two finished the evening by watching artists perform at a venue you randomly stumbled upon.

❣Dating Life❣

You and Peter becoming official made everything that you were already platonically doing regularly, feel a lot more special.

You still bother each other on school grounds, but now you enjoy one another off of school grounds as well! (In more ways than one)

Movie theaters, plays, concerts, farmers markets, and bookstores on the weekends. And you have sleepovers at either of your apartments.

You always love his place. It always feels cozy and nostalgic because of some things he has around from his days as a television star.

He'll lay his head in your lap in his living room conversation pit and share stories from the set, and you enjoy every moment of it. He plays his guitar or piano and you'll listen or sing along.

But you're convinced he loves your place more. He adores just how much "the essence of your apartment matches your personality" or whatever that means.

You'll admit, you have a lot of scholastic things lying around that gives away your identity as an educator, but your apartment holds much more than that!

He loves your collection of autobiographies, novels, and poetry books of Black authors, and finds joy in having you read passages written by esteemed artists of the Harlem Renaissance to him as he listens intently.

You'll cook together and sit on your couch watching sitcoms, music, and game shows.

And he was SO determined in helping you out whenever you have a wash day, so you walked him through how you detangle your hair and he's been a specialist ever since😌

He will make up any and every excuse possible to hold you and just be in your space.

He loves when you just lay together in silence, preferably with the window open so you can hear the sounds of the outside world and everything happening around you both while you're in your little sacred space.

That's happened quite a few times on Sunday nights, which rolled over into Monday mornings…which resulted in carpools to work where you'd have to act like you two didn't just arrive together from the same place.

You were almost late quite a few times on those types of mornings, it's like Peter wouldn't let you shower and get dressed in peace without messing up your outfit due to his..............antics…..

Oh, he wasn't a saint. You've heard rumors of the parties he'd host at his old Hollywood home, but you didn't think he was THIS mischievous…

When it came to sex, you were far from innocent. But Peter brought out this adventurous side of you as far as stepping out of your comfort zone goes.

You went three rounds in the back of a van at a music festival high off Mary-Jane once because you kept giving him praise and it drove him insane.

Sure, the bedroom, shower, kitchen, and balcony were nice…..but the library back room, teacher's lounge, janitor's closet, his classroom, and school parking lot in his backseat were mind-numbing. There was also your childhood bedroom when you went back to visit once…It was an otherworldly experience.

And he's such a giver! His definition of helping you de-stress is going down on you while you vent about what happened during the day and how it made you feel (and how he's making you feel).

He LIVES for seeing you come undone and lose yourself in pleasure, it's a challenge to him almost.

You're careful with how blissed-out you look after he makes you finish because HE WILL immediately go again.

And that's basically Peter's whole thing, he lives to please and enjoys helping in any possible way he can

Like that one time you and your library assistant were supposed to go over to the primary school to read books to the little kids and sing songs while you played your guitar , but the assistant got sick so Peter gladly snatched up his guitar as well and went along as your Stories and Songs accomplice

[End of Writing]

I started writing this in May but I just had so much going on during the summer that I would have to keep pausing my writing and just add on when inspo hit. This is basically the entire headcannon I guess, but I just didn't know how to close this one out and I didn't wanna just abruptly stop, ya know? BUT my classes are starting back soon....and with that comes the random and unexpected spurts of writing inspiration so I'm hoping for the best😅

#my writing #the monkees #peter tork #peter tork fanfic #the monkees fanfic #60s music #70s fanfiction

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beedlemania · 3 months

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#I have a four chapter fic and idk if I should post it all together or spread it out T.T #is valentines itself too late?#who knows #the monkees #fanfiction

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grownups-are-the-real-monsters · 6 months

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Reposting the link to my AO3❤️🥺

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electrofolk · 2 years

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this is so niche but has anyone else read utopia avenue by david mitchell and been enraged by him writing dialogue where Frank Zappa disses the monkees at a party at Cass Elliot’s house in 1968. like hello zappa was on the show in 1967 and was appearing in Head that year. and like at least one monkee was definitely at this fictional laurel canyon party cause you wrote in like everyone else to be there so.

#grrrrrrrr #i still love you david especially cause you wrote in a throw away line about the main character seeing crosby in his cape #literally the last thing he saw before he DIED #girlies you gotta read this book #1960s fanfiction basically #but bestseller #the monkees #utopia avenue

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jathis · 2 years

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Happy Halloween, everybody

#monkees #the monkees #fanfiction

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whenim64 · 2 months

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I wrote something for you 👉👈

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54280678

I hope u like it 😳

hello this is so sweet and nice wahhh I absolutely loved it!!!! and its a 97 special poly fic yay old man love <33333

#everyone go read this right now 🗣️#jolenz #monkees fanfiction #seriously when I saw this in my inbox it made my night 🥹🫶#64answers #also im going to answer your other ask soon ive been thinking about it all day!!!

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ao3feed-ladynoir · 2 years

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A Moon's Heartbeat

A Moon's heartbeat by karma monkee

What if there really was another person in Ladybug's eyes? What if it wasn't so much a love square but a line of unrequited love? The story of how Marinette fell in love and gained a best friend in the process. This isn't a story about love, but learning to let go.

Words: 2478, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir

Additional Tags: Unrequited Love, Unrequited Crush, LGBTQ Female Character, LGBTQ Themes, Marichat | Adrien Agreste as Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Friendship, No Bashing, no salt, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Jealousy, Pining, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Open to Interpretation, POV Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41573463

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Marichat Plus #❤️#💖#Marichat Plus #Alyanette #Miraculous Ladybug #♧#R:G #A:Karma Monkee #Hurt Comfort

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torkragnarok · 2 years

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Elwynn James, Tails Gets Trolled and the Growing Genre it Created, Crossovers, and Monkees AUs: An Essay by torkragnarok

I'm going to preface this by saying I have a neutral opinion on most of the subject matter of this essay, and I do not mean any ill will towards the people and stories mentioned in this essay. Please do not assume I am pro- or anti- anything here. I just find the subjects of the essay fascinating.

The trolled-like genre is a fascinating crossover genre, and one that is growing slowly, but surely on the internet.

The main big stories of the genre are the genre's originator, Tails Gets Trolled, as well as its similar, more "Learning with Pibby"-like cousin, Scoob and Shag.

There are also a few other stories in the genre, most notably Mr. Boop, as well as the Elwynn James (nesmithplaza/grendolenz) and Jessica McKinney (cashewstar/nuttystar/felineofallstars) fanfiction, and the only non-comic format story in this genre thus far: Crossover Chaos.

Crossover Chaos was not originally part of the genre, but was retooled into it when Scoob and Shag was becoming popular on the internet.

WHO ARE ELWYNN JAMES AND JESSICA MCKINNEY?

Elwynn James is a Korean-Canadian gay transmasc fanfiction writer, known only for Crossover Chaos, Sailor Moon Primordial X-Storm (if you've seen the Fanfiction Wiki, that's the articles that are summaries of a fake anime saga with the paragraph-long titles, usually mentioning Sailor Moon, Kingdom Hearts or Bakugan), and the drama he's gotten himself in (see the cannedtins/swagfacechild drama, as well as the trigonal drama. the latter is archived on deviantartdramanow, and is still ongoing).

Elwynn is very anti-modern fanfiction (he loves the mission of AO3, but hates the content on it, as he considers the coffee shop AUs and omegaverse a/b/o fics bland, and wishes the fanfiction world would shift back to crossovers, more specifically surrealist crossovers like his own, for the reasons of 'making it unmarketable for capitalist purposes', which is an interesting reason).

Elwynn is also schizophrenic, and, as he says himself, is 'hanging on the ledge of my grip on reality at this point'. His surrealist sense of humor may arise from this, as well.

Jessica McKinney is his co-writer, an American asexual fanfiction writer, known for Unity Hearts, Crossover Chaos, and her fursona, now open-sourced for other peoples' use, Trippz Grissom.

Jessica is an odd duck among the modern fanfiction community, as her sense of humor, and ways of writing, seem to be stuck in the era of 2008 to 2014 type of fandom. This is apparent in Crossover Chaos, her Deviantart status updates, and some of the jokes she may make.

She is also on the autism spectrum, and may be undiagnosed bipolar(? some of her behaviour online leads me to this conclusion, i'm not self-diagnosing her).

This fanfiction writing duo has been writing the Crossover Chaos saga for about a decade or so. The story is mostly on Deviantart, but currently, the newer stories in the saga are on a private forum.

WHY ARE THE MONKEES RELEVANT IN THIS ESSAY?

The story, as it currently stands, currently stars a heavily changed version of Michael Nesmith, as the story revolves through main characters, depending on whatever show or celebrity Elwynn and Jess are obsessed with.

(Side note that has some relevancy to both essay and fandom: Elwynn is a Mike stan, Jessica is a Peter stan. This may explain why Mike is the Crossover Chaos lead right now, and why Trippz is paired up with Peter. Elwynn has also made jokes about Mike and Peter girls being hostile to each other in the fandom, saying, that 'Mike and Peter girls can get along'. Moving on)

Crossover Chaos is a crossover saga of thousands of series put together in a lore and worldbuilding heavy alternate universe, and originally started out as a "Fanboy and Chum Chum in Equestria" story, believe it or not.

The 'Mike era' of the saga, as Elwynn calls it, started approximately around November or December 2021, around the time the real Michael Nesmith died.

Elwynn, doing as Elwynn does, was enamoured with Mike to an obsessive degree, and made him the lead character of the story, dethroning the then-current leads, Socks (Mission: Magic!, a 1972 Filmation cartoon starring Rick Springfield, Socks is the Jughead-like character in it), Elaine (Digimon Adventure 01, a transfem axe-wielding aged-up version of Joe Kido that is basically the story's equivalent of the Doomslayer from id Software's video game Doom), and Kaz (Chaotic, a 4kids-made card game show that takes big inspiration from Dungeons and Dragons, as well as Lord of the Rings, Kaz is the nerdy best friend character of the lead in this show).

MIKE NESMITH, AND HIS TREATMENT IN THE STORY

The most relevant, plot-wise, in the Mike era of the story, are, as previously mentioned, Mike Nesmith and Peter Tork.

All four of them feature in the story, but Davy Jones and Micky Dolenz are in supporting roles compared to Mike and Peter.

Mike Nesmith is the lead character, and Elwynn gives him a lot of qualities taken from the stock isekai harem protagonist.

This leads to Mike being more powerful then most other characters in the story, excluding mainstays such as Valo (a petty caricature of Funny Music Project musician, known for the comedy song 'Grease Wars', and Mighty Magisword storyboarder and voice actor, Luke Seinkowski, notably open-sourced for all to use), Floofty Fizzlebean (a heavily AU version that ascended 'beyond godhood' due to mad science never truly explained), the Colmares (one of them being Puggsy from the Ruby-Spears cartoon 'Fangface', a Scooby-Doo-a-like where the Shaggy character is also the Scooby because he's a werewolf, Puggsy is the sidekick character in this one), and the head honchos of the setting, the Pokemon Legendaries (Arceus' power level and 'One True Arceus' storyline is blatantly stolen from fellow deviant simbiothero's crossover AU 'Crossverse', as Elwynn is incredibly petty, and likes his characters being at the top of the fanfiction power level food chain).

Mike, in this AU, is not only hyper-powerful like the typical stock isekai light novel or anime protagonist, but also has other 'power fantasy' traits from the trope, such as starting out 'average', the fact he got taken into the world of the story by his death (stated in the story to be his own real life death, this is also the same for Davy and Peter), as well as having a 'harem', consisting of his own bandmates, characters from other series, as well as Elwynn and Jess' original characters.

Mike is heavily sexualized in his designs in this story, but never dehumanized like the other three (Micky and Peter are especially given that treatment, sometimes Davy, too).

Mike is also written less like actual Mike Nesmith in the story, and more like a 'self-insert' for Elwynn, taking on many of his personality traits, and even having the bleached fringe that Elwynn has in photos of himself.

Basically, Mike Nesmith in this story is just Elwynn James, if he had Kirito from Sword Art Online's post-isekai life, and wore the nudie suit, to put it plainly.

PETER TORK, AND HIS TREATMENT IN THE STORY

Peter Tork is the second-most relevant Monkee in the story, as he is Jessica's favourite Monkee.

Peter Tork in Crossover Chaos is often portrayed as Mike's narrative foil in the story, being his closely allied friend, and, often, second in command.

Peter fills in the story's 'Lancer'-style character trope, as Mike is very surly, analytical, and sarcastic, and Peter is more cheerful, peaceful, and optimistic.

He sticks to Mike's side often, tried and true, and will lay down his life, often, for Mike.

Peter is often highly sexualized, and almost dehumanized in terms of his physical description in the story, however, and this is highly reflective in the clothes he wears in the story, often wearing next to nothing, and that next to nothing is usually mesh and/or tight leather. Considering Peter was a nudist and also, later in his life, into health foods and fitness, they are taking traits he actually had, and heavily sexualizing it, and heavily dehumanizing him for it, for the sake of their own personal titillation.

Peter's autism is brought up frequently, but always, concurrently, with the mentions of his physical attractiveness, or his sex life.

It is never mentioned without those being mentioned, making him seem like Jessica and Elwynn consider him a sex object, and little more.

DAVY JONES AND MICKY DOLENZ, AND THEIR TREATMENT IN THE STORY

Davy Jones and Micky Dolenz, in the story, are often considered characters that 'revolve' around Mike and Peter in the story.

Micky Dolenz is transfem in the story, and is, basically, just there to be the sexy big anime titty girl character, as well as the character that spouts the currently relevant funny meme of the week from her mouth, which may date this story in 10 to 20 years.

Davy Jones, in this story, is meant for comedic relief, and is very much comparable to Mineta from My Hero Academia, in which he is a misogynistic pervert, though Davy goes, often, after men (a cruel take on the gayvy jones joke in the fandom, as Elwynn has stated its referencing that), and really, really hates women.

Micky, in the story, is in a relationship with Mike, and most of her character in the story beyond what has been said previously, revolves around her relationship with him.

Davy is also slightly a fetish object in the story, as Elwynn has a very specific fat fetish, for men under 5'7", and that's why Davy seems to get fatter as the story goes on.

Micky is often sexualized to hell and back, and dehumanized because of her role in the story, and Davy less so, but it still happens.

CROSSOVER CHAOS, AND THE TROLLED-LIKE GENRE

Crossover Chaos shares the surrealist humor of everything else in the trolled-like genre, and, also, many of its problems, too.

Tails gets Trolled, the comic the genre came from, has many homophobic, misogynistic, and otherwise not very great jokes ('Can you put that on a coaster', anyone?), but shines in its surrealist vibe, mushing series together in a way that makes sense, and makes it a fun, surrealist ride.

Crossover Chaos, is similar with its problems (Davy is a huge example of that, as well as many, many other problems), but also has its own share of problems different then Tails gets Trolled.

One of them being that the story has an oddly Evangelical feeling, without mentioning Christianity nor any of the characters within it, nor God himself.

Instead, the story mentions, in its place, "trans rights", as well as many trans people, the most common being Marsha P. Johnson, and the characters are sometimes even shown praying to her.

The story, even though it seems very LGBT-friendly on the outset, is heavily steeped in gender roles, and what its like to be a good "trans person", which is also very much steeped in Evangelical morals, while also putting in slight bits of queer theory, highly misused to seem more 'progressive'.

Another problem is the unauthorized use of other people's fanfiction, because Elwynn, again, is petty, and likes having his fanfiction characters at the top of the fanfiction power level pecking order.

(The man even destroys the Protectors of the Plot Continuum and its universe, citing the excuse of the people writing the universe "not being good queer people because they critique bad writing", and the Keys to the Canon, called the Four in All in the story, are unceremoniously absorbed by Nesmith, and added into his already overpowered powerset.)

Elwynn has also targeted Loud House Revamped, ShakespeareHemmingway, and the Shared Crossover Universes, as well as many fanfictional imperial power fantasies, as well, just so Nesmith can destroy them, take everything they have, and become the god of fanfiction, so to speak.

IN CONCLUSION

I'm not saying Crossover Chaos is a bad story, but it's definitely not a good one, and it definitely needs to be criticized as a fanfiction, because many of the elements within it are... not palatable to many people.

I'm saying, also, don't send Elwynn or Jessica any death threats, doxxes, etc., because this story has piqued my curiosity, and I am, unfortunately, very obsessed with it, and all of its oddness, and I'd hate to see it gone from the internet.

Elwynn and Jessica are flawed people, yes, but that doesn't mean they aren't people just because they write 'problematic' fanfiction.

And that's why I find it all amusing.

#the monkees #fanfiction essay #tails gets trolled #scoob and shag #crossover essay

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mystical-one · 8 months

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something i think about basically every single day of my life is the fact that the monkees made a 1997 special where they clearly implied multiple times thag the tv monkees kept existing and living together after the show ended in 1968. the last time mike saw his hat was 25 years before meaning that in 1972 he, for lack of better wording, CANONICALLY still wore that thang. in 1972. in the beach house. and they still did haunted mansion bits somwtimes and got into hijinks. its literally one ao3 click away from being fanfiction. AND IT WAS WRITTEN AND DIRECTED BY MICHAEL NESMITH.

#whatttt is this #emi's meandering jotts

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cybertron-after-dark · 9 months

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Questionable Beast Wars Headcanons

-Optimus Primal isn't usually that into Earth culture, but sometimes Dinobot shows him bits of old human media he ends up really liking. Mostly old Earth songs from just before the war: the Beach Boys, the Beatles, and, coincidentally, the Monkees. He just really appreciates the chill, fun vibe.

-Rattrap and Rhinox like making silly little romhacks for old videogames. Mortal Kombat and DOOM are their favorites because the old basic sprites make alterations really easy, but no game is immune to Rattrap replacing the final boss with mildly insulting scans of Megatron.

-Cheetor is gay, but he hasn't figured it out yet. His crush on Blackarachnia was 100% comphet.

-Dinobot takes Cheetor out hunting every week. They're both carnivores, and their beast mode programming makes them kind of antsy if they don't chase something down, and it keeps morale high for the whole team if everyone has extra rations. Dinobot uses it as an opportunity to teach Cheetor more advanced battle tactics. Cheetor just likes getting out of the base and doing awesome shit with the guy he thinks of as a cool older brother.

-Rhinox actually knew Optimus way before they both joined up for the exploration crew. They dated for like a month, decided they were better as friends, and stayed amicable afterwards.

-Rattrap had a job as a bartender twice back on Cybertron before he got fired for drinking on the job from the first time, and getting into a fight with one of the patrons the second time. He still knows how to make most of the cocktails, including some he made up himself that are practically stronger than paint thinner.

-Megatron met Dinobot through a theatre troupe they'd both recently joined. They did two shows together: Hamlet, and Macbeth. Through the whole production of both, Megatron had been slowly converting Dinobot into more and more of a radical, convincing him that direct, brutal action was the only option to restore the Predacons to glory, and that the best action would be to join his crew and steal the Golden Disc. As the final showing of Macbeth ended, and the curtain fell, Dinobot finally agreed to go with him.

-Skorponok was not in the theatre troupe, he was one of Megatron's coworkers at their day job, working at an energon refinery, but he bought tickets to every show Megatron put on.

-Waspinator was the only Predacon on the Darksyde that had been to Earth before the incident with the transwarp engine. He lived there for about a year in a small backwater Predacon town to get away from the big city on Cybertron. He subsequently decided he hated it because redneck Predacons tend to shoot first and ask questions later. He returned to Cybertron with the hopes that he'd get shot less, (those hopes were dashed), but his time on Earth was what let him realize where he really was after the Vok incident so quickly.

-Tarantulas writes fanfiction about his coworkers and all of it is really, really dark and equally gross. Things that would get him sent straight to HR and subsequently fired if the Preds HAD an HR department. The one time Dinobot found it purely on accident, he was caught trying to bleach his optics right after.

-Terrorsaur only joined up with Megatron because he thought it was a harem at first. He kinda thought he'd be drowning in bitches when they got off world, but he remains completely bitchless.

-Skorponok and Terrorsaur didn't actually die in the lava pit, they crawled out as transmetals about 20 minutes after everyone had left, and, thinking everyone else had perished, kinda just started running and never looked back. Eventually after the war, they found Waspinator being worshipped by his army of fucked up protohumans and settled down together. They never left because beast machines didn't happen :)

#beast wars #optimus primal #cheetor #dinobot #rattrap #rhinox #megatron #bw megatron #waspinator #skorponok #terrorsaur #tarantulas #maccadam

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