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zafirosreverie · 1 year

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You belong to us (Proxima x Reader)

a/n: I did this in a hurry, but I hope you still like it!

for @1ntr0v3rt3dsna1l

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You sighed as you tried to keep your eyes open and hold back a yawn, praying you wouldn't fall asleep in class, you didn't need another strike just months away from finishing your master's degree.

It had been a long time since you had stopped paying attention, you would simply wait for one of your classmates to lend you their notes later, although from their faces, you doubted that any of them were understanding something. That was what happened when you go to the same school where Crabbles taught, that man could make anything sound insufferably boring.

"Psst, Y/N" someone tapped your shoulder

You turned to look at Miranda with a tired look. You liked her, she was a good friend and the only one you really got along with in the whole school. But she was also a bit... quirky. Her mind was always off the charts and she couldn't go anywhere without her comics. You assumed it was nice, to be able to live in a world where heroes were real and life was a little more fun.

"Did you see the news this morning?" Miranda whispered, almost as if she was conspiring.

"You know I don't watch the news, Mir" you answered "nothing interesting ever happens anyway"

"Oh, but today it did happen!"

"What? Is the president's cat missing again?" you said sarcastically

"A ring appeared in the sky" Miranda replied, not bothered by your tone.

"A what?" you frowned

"A ring! The police say it was just some tank residue from an airplane and the refraction of light made the cameras pick it up a different color, but people are saying it was a portal!"

She seemed strangely happy for someone who was talking about an event that was totally impossible for science and that if it were true, the whole world should probably start to worry.

"Maybe you should stop reading so many comics" you said

"Oh come on, you can't tell me it wouldn't be cool to witness an alien invasion"

"Yeah, sure, except in that case, we'd probably be very, very dead."

"At least we'd leave in a cool way"

"Sometimes you worry me, Mir" you smiled

Your friend just playfully stuck her tongue out at you and turned her attention back to her phone, probably looking for more news about that supposed portal. You envied her being able to distract herself from the world so easily.

You looked out the window, imagining what that "residue of an airplane tank" would have been like, perhaps you would have seen it if you had left home a little earlier.

Without realizing it, your mind began to imagine people in iron armor coming out of the portal, or men turning into big green monsters, sorcerers with weird necklaces that controlled time, and many other things.

"I have to stop watching movies with Mir" you thought

However, you did not have time to lose yourself in your thoughts again. At that moment, the ground began to shake, the walls moved and the ceiling lamps almost fell on three of your classmates. It was a matter of seconds before chaos reigned.

The professor, to his credit, tried to calm everyone down and enforce earthquake protocols, but the truth was, no one was listening. You turned to reach Miranda and pull her under one of the desks.

"great way to die isn't it?" you said upset

"I preferred the aliens" she replied

Right at that moment, a blue light blinded you for a few seconds, before a huge portal opened in the middle of the room. Miranda gasped and tightened her grip on your hand, swallowing back a cry.

"Did you have to say it, Mir?" you whispered, but still clung closer to her as well.

A tall woman with blue hair walked out of the portal and...were those horns?! She was terrifying, imposing and... strangely familiar? You didn't know why, but you felt like you knew her from somewhere, maybe in a dream?

The woman's red eyes scanned the room, as if she was searching for something…or someone. You swallowed hard as her gaze locked on you and she smirked.

"Y/N" she said "get up" she ordered

How did she know your name?! Miranda looked at you fearfully and the way she clung to your arm didn't seem to please the woman at all, so you did as she ordered, not wanting to risk your friend's life.

"You're just like her" the woman said, taking your chin and examining you from head to toe "...you'll do."

You were uncomfortably aware of the stares from your classmates, but you didn't have time to pay attention to them. The words of this terrifyingly pretty woman made no sense to you.

"W-what do you want from me?" you whispered, feeling like you were walking a tightrope

"Y/N...the one from my world, my Y/N...died" she said dryly, but you could catch a glimmer of sadness in her voice "And our daughter, Renma, needs a new mom. You're coming with me"

"W-what?!" you opened your eyes wide

She just grabbed your wrist tightly and started pulling you into the portal. You could hear Miranda calling you, but the woman's grip was too strong for you to break free, besides, your mind was trying to catch up with everything.

"Y/N!!!"

As soon as you passed through the portal, Miranda's voice disappeared, just like your only way to return to your universe. It took you a moment to react and to realize that you were in some kind of strange ship and your heart skipped a beat. You had to be dreaming, this had to be a nightmare.

"Renma will be here any minute" the woman told you "I suggest you put a smile on your face and act like you are a loving mother if you don't want to get in trouble"

"Where am I?" you asked

"In your new home"

"I need to go back" you said "I don't belong here, I don't even know who you are"

The woman looked at you with an impassive face, but in her eyes shone the same sadness that you had heard in her voice a few moments before. At that point it first occurred to you that maybe the daughter she was talking about wasn't the only one who needed a new Y/N.

"You're not coming back" she told you coldly "this is your new home and you'd better get used to it"

Her tone really said that there was no room for negotiations. And to be honest, what did you know about ships, space or aliens? Anything! That was Miranda's specialty, so it's not like you had much hope of escaping either.

But on second thought. Would you want to do it? Sure, you would miss your house, your plants, your city but... what did you really have? No family or friends besides Mir and you weren't going to drag her into this madness.

Deciding that your best option at that moment was to humor her and do as you were told while you found a way to return to or wake up from the nightmare, you worked up the courage to speak again.

"...at least tell me your name" you said "I-it would be ridiculous not to know who you are if we're supposed to have a daughter together" you clarified when she looked at you suspiciously.

The woman studied you again, sweeping her gaze over your entire body, more carefully than when she did it the first time. She at least seemed to find something that she liked because she smiled slightly before looking back at you.

"Proxima Midnight" she said "You're my wife, you were training when the Nova attacked so we'll have to train harder... I hope you're in good physical condition because I'm not going to lose another Y/N"

You opened your mouth to ask but just at that moment the doors of the room you were in opened and a little girl ran in. You didn't even have to ask who she was, because she was the very image of the woman in front of you.

"Mom!" she smiled when she saw you and immediately ran to hug your legs.

Feeling Proxima's penetrating gaze on you, you bent down to take her and let her hide her face in your neck, even though her little horns bothered you a little.

"Hello little dragon" you said, not knowing where you got the nickname from, it just felt natural.

However, Proxima seemed to like it, so you didn't think much of it. The woman moved closer to you and put a hand on your shoulder so she could whisper in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

"You belong to us now"

#reader insert #x reader #proxima midnight #proxima midnight x reader #proxima midnight imagine #MCU #mcu x reader #proxima x reader #black order #black order x reader

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wannab-urs · 11 months

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The Spreadsheet Digest - Fic Recs | Vol 5

Happy friday, friends <3

It's that time of the week again! Here are (almost) all of the fics I read this week + my unhinged rambling. As always, you can find my complete spreadsheet here.

This week, I left off a bunch of fics I read because they're part of a little thing I'm doing with my friends called Peg That Middle Aged Man Campaign 2023 - pegging a bunch of pedro boys!! Those will be put in a masterlist next week and I will link that list on next week's Digest.

Cowboy Like Me - a Javi P series by @cutesyscreenname

-> Every single thing about this is so good. The bi reader. The soft javi. the banter. the smut. the slowburn. the buildup. I am SCREAMING. Hannah this fic is ruining my life it's so good

Bad Mood - a Joel one shot by @javiscigarette

-> If I had this man to spank me out of my bad moods i'd be happy forever

Lead me not into temptation - a Marcus Pike one shot by @whataperfectwasteoftime

-> Based on midnight mass + fleabag, I have a thing for sexy priests... so I was intrigued. I wasn't raised catholic but I do have religious trauma so this is right up my alley lmao. The internal struggle within Marcus is portrayed beautifully. The way he describes his lover, the way the lord's prayer is interwoven... UGH this is stunning. It's really emotional but is also really hot (bc when do I ever read non-smut lmao).

Bekväm - an Ezra one shot by @whataperfectwasteoftime

-> Lol just realized i read this a while ago (pre-spreadsheet) while trolling their masterlist but anyway. I love one armed Ezra so much. And this is a really great take on that. The main character is so fun. The concept was neat. They capture Ezra's voice nicely. The smut was gorgeous and wonderfully captured the experience of someone recently um... disarmed.

The Crucible - a Marcus Pike one shot by @whataperfectwasteoftime

-> Holy shit dude! I love a good BDSM fic... this one manages to capture that soft, sweet angel baby vibe you get from Marcus while also weaving in his confidence and sexiness. The "soft dom" voice and actions being literally juxtaposed with what his right hand is doing??? Incredible.

Siren Song - a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes

-> This is so fucking hot dude. Joel being needy and desperate is everything I needed right now. I really liked the dynamic with Tommy also.

Fuse - a Din/Ezra series by @marisferasiop

->My mind is blown. I was speechless for 5 full minutes after reading this. I was thankful for my vivid imagination while reading it because those were some WILD positions. I also somehow never considered merging Mando and Prospect? It's so perfect! Din and Ezra together is something I didn't know I needed. Put me in that sandwich please.

Lie to Me - a Javi P series by @iamskyereads

-> Javi is so soft and protective and cute ugh. And I love the TV show Lie To Me because I'm a crime drama junkie, so the human lie detector!reader is really fun for me. I'm on the first interlude at the time of writing this (so about 5 chapters in) and I've been thoroughly sucked in to the story. Also the way you're weaving in plot elements? Or rather weaving your story into the existing plot so seamlessly? Masterful work, fr.

My World a Dio one shot by @sneetsnootyoit

-> So cute and soft and sweet and HOT. And love that the reader is GN! Soft and sweet Dio is such a fun change from the type of fics I usually see for him and I am so here for it.

Red Smoke - an Ezra one shot by micha-alien (ao3)

-> Dirty talking Dom Ezra, set just before the movie. It is... unreasonably hot. He's mean in all the best ways in this and a little feral and so very fucking yummy.

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Recs from pre-Digest era that literally live rent free in my head:

Please - a Dieter one shot by @ezrasbirdie

Sex Worker!Frankie AU - a Frankie series by @prolix-yuy

Meant to Be - an Oberyn series by @radiowallet

The Crush - a Javi P series by @the-ginger-hedge-witch

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I've put out some pegging fics this week so go find those and keep an eye out for the masterlist if that's your thing.

Also I'm putting finishing touches on Burn Slowly/I Love You ch 2 (my soft sweet former firefighter!Frankie AU)

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro fics #pedro pascal character fanfiction #fic recs #spreadsheet digest #vol 5

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riveramorylunar · 1 year

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What I would do just to see Proxima Midnight in a suit.

imagining her in a suit is just 😵‍💫🤤

#Proxima Midnight #Marvel #Proxy My Darling Monster 🖤🌑💙

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okilokiwithpurpose · 7 months

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Mobius' identity theory 16

On with my 20 days of pre-TVA Mobius’ identity theories event!

[Edit: previous - next | Masterpost]

Day 16: Child of Thanos

At this point, you may think I'm making up random AUs based uniquely on their angst potential and, well, let's face it, this on as a lot of angst potential, but not only!

Let me first make it clear that I love the idea that Mobius absolutely cannot fight (and, I mean, he's an analyst, there's no reasons he should, right?) but what if he could?

Remember that scene when he tries to stop Ravonna and gets miserably pushed to the ground? What if, instead of indicating his lack of fighting abilities, it was a sign of the exact opposite: Mobius used to fight a lot in is past life - it may even have been his principal activity! Some bad, bloody, deadly fights that left such a mark on his soul that his subconscious would now prevent him from taking part in any fight at all...

What could he have fought for, or who could he have fought for? Well, why not Thanos? And, if so, why wouldn't he have been one of his infamous "children", along with Gamora and Nebula, or even a member of the "Black Orderor", like Proxima Midnight or Ebony Maw?

So yes, here I am with another past villain Mobius theory.

How could he have come to Thanos? If he was a human, it's hard to guess! Maybe he was brought to the Titan as a kid, or maybe he decided to join him later, out of conviction or interest. There's also the possibility that Mobius originates from a planet Thanos destroyed some time ago, turning a very young Mobius into an orphan Thanos took under his wing.

As for his fighting style, it would of course depend on his origins, possible powers and/or weapon(s). What is sure is that, with Thanos, he'd have had a very advanced training!

If this all was not angsty enough already, let's now add Loki to the mix. For Loki spent some long, tough months with Thanos and his men. Could Mobius have seen - or met - him then? Could they have had any interactions even - interactions that Loki later wouldn't remember, for most things must have been rather blurry for him at the time? Could this have had anything to do with Mobius' nexus event??

Also, imagine the moment TVA agents Mobius and Loki do learn about Mobius' past (or, possibly worse: Loki finding out and deciding to keep the secret to preserve Mobius, only for Mobius to find out on his own later...). Can you picture how absolutely wrecked Mobius would be at discovering who he's been - what he's been?! How guilty he would feel, not only for having fought for the Mad Titan, but also for having served the one who tortured Loki!! How could he ever forgive himself??

It would be Loki's turn then, to try and convince him that he's not a villain, that the child he was might not have had a choice, that he's not the person he used to be, and that he knows Mobius would never hurt him!!! (And Mobius making it his personal mission to make sure Loki doesn't get hurt anymore, even if it means he has to resort to fighting again...)

#i mean please give me Mobius defecting thanos cause he can't take those fights anymore or being thrown out for having tried to help Loki!!!#mobius #lokius #mobius identity theory #mobius identity theory 16

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hopeymchope · 2 years

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“Love After World Domination” isn’t interested in its own damn premise

“Love After World Domination” isn’t a BAD manga/anime. It’s actually pretty good..... at what it chooses to do.

It’s just that what it chooses to do is DEEPLY FRUSTRATING. Because it chooses to straight-up IGNORE ITS FUCKING PREMISE.

So here’s what I’m gonna do.

1) I’m going to briefly explain The Premise.

2) Next, I’ll tell you What We Got Instead. Which will include details of the (minimal) ways in which they explored the premise before just giving the hell up and making this something that doesn’t need the base premise at all.

3) Finally, I invite you to Consider Other Possibilities. I’m essentially going to propose some ways they could’ve tried to dig into this premise without betraying the lighthearted, goofy nature of the show. This section here? This is basically fanfic corner.

THE PREMISE:

“Love After World Domination” is a romantic comedy in which a superhero and supervillain — both considered rising stars in their respective fields — somehow fall in love with one another over the course of repeated confrontations. They begin dating in secret, desperate not to let their respective teams know what they’re up to. And: Antics ensue.

To be more specific about our setup: We are in the realm of Sentai/Power Rangers parody here. Our hero is the team leader, the Red Ranger (a.k.a. Fudō). Our heroine is considered one of the most dangerous lieutenants for the enemy organization — the deadly Reaper Princess (a.k.a. Desumi).

Don’t let this gif make you think this an action show. It is absolutely not.

Who doesn’t love a story about star-crossed lovers, right? This is “enemies-to-lovers” at its absolute purest. I guess love really can bloom on the battlefield, Otacon!

Besides, a love story between a hero and villain is so much more than your typical kind of “star-crossed.” Imagine how much fun we can have watching their opposing goals and morals clash! That’s the entire core of the idea, right?! It’s like having a demon fall for an angel — it’s a notion that’s beautiful, poetic, and fascinating! The most powerful superhero on the side of good hooks up with the first lieutenant on the side of evil? That’s like, Captain Marvel and Ebony Maw falling in love in the middle of the Infinity War/Endgame crisis! (...or feel free to substitute Maw with Proxima Midnight if you prefer.)

Imagine how they might compromise on their individual desires in funny/entertaining ways because they care more about one another than they do about their roles, which gradually makes them (either one - or both!) understand the other side of the conflict better. Maybe they gradually drift to becoming centrists in the fight, or maybe one slowly drifts to the opposite side. Or... maybe we could get some serious, dramatic interludes amongst all the comedy wherein they must confront just how disparate their individual ethics really are, then question whether the relationship is worth it. Hey, I usually enjoy when a series tries to juggle multiple shifting tones! And I think it only enhances a comedy when you can make the emotions underneath the goofiness carry real weight.

HOWEVER...

The show isn’t interested in exploring a romantic relationship between a hero and a villain. It can barely give a single, solitary fuck about that concept.

WHAT WE GOT INSTEAD:

The relationship between Fudō and Desumi is treated exactly like any other story where the people dating are all “Oh no, my peers/family would so greatly disapprove of this!” They might as well be from competing business or opposing families. They might as well be from the Montagues and the Capulets. They could be Vision and Wanda, for god’s sake. Desumi, the goddamn Reaper Princess, could just as easily be ANY teenage girl who’s trying to date a person of color while dealing a super-racist father.

Although the “hide the significant other” game can be fun in and of itself, that’s... not the promise of the setup. It’s part of the promise, I suppose, but as I said, there are plenty of stories that do that already in various genres. The interesting thing is the thing that’s the most unique - the fact that they’re on opposite sides of an ongoing super-powered conflict.

I mean, SURE, when the series begins, they’re forced to still pretend to be fighting one another whenever they meet up on the battlefield. Right from the jump — indeed, the first scene of the first ep! — we find our characters in the first stages of their relationship and trying to get some time alone together in the midst of a battle. We quickly learn that they both have basically zero dating experience this before point, and they’re researching such things online to figure out what they’re supposed to be doing — very cute. One of the hero’s teammates comes over the ridge unexpectedly while our couple is hanging out, which requires them to suddenly act as though their date is actually a brutal battle.

This stuff is fun. And we get flashbacks to the development of the relationship that are equally fun. The bits with them acting as though they’re enemies while in public yet simultaneously managing to secretly plan dates or compliment one another? Like I said — best material in the series.

So naturally, that is all abandoned after two friggin’ episodes.

The only other way the concept is ever explored is through (so far, as of episode eight) just two one-second comedic exchanges. Both of which boil down to: Desumi says she’ll solve a problem by killing someone, and then Fudō quickly interjects to remind her that she REALLY shouldn’t do that. And the whole KILLING PEOPLE subject is instantly dropped, with neither of them discussing the fact that... Desumi wants to murder people and claims she’s quite good at it? And Fudō is clearly (and naturally) extremely anti-murder? So like, how do they square those two approaches between one another?

.................................... Stop asking. It doesn’t matter. They’re not gonna talk about that.

In fact, Desumi is ultimately not even that evil to begin with! She’s a pure-hearted soul who is just trying to follow in her father’s footsteps by working in the field HE wanted for her. In fact, she didn’t even apply for this job! Her family applied FOR HER! So she’s never even been evil at all!

She’s not invested in doing evil; she’s just naturally good at it. She can come up with evil plans totally by accident while pursuing wholesome goals. She loves her co-workers enough that she doesn’t intend to leave her position, but she simultaneously has no investment in or interest in the titular World Domination that her boss is pursuing.

................which undercuts the core premise that was used to get us to come here in the first place.

The Series Asks: “How will two people from opposing sides of an ongoing battle make their star-crossed romance work?”

The Series Answers:

The majority of the series is simply “We’ll be in trouble if our friends/family find out!” and the cover-up antics that ensue.

Plus SO FAR, THEY HAVE BEEN WRONG TO BE CONCERNED. Admittedly, I haven’t finished the story. (I’m 8.5 episodes into the anime, and I’m not sure whether I’ll go the distance with this.) But at this point, everybody who’s found out about it is totally in support of their relationship! And NOT ONE of them says “Hey, uh, how can you possibly date someone who’s... y’know... like that... ?”

CONSIDER OTHER POSSIBILITIES:

If you’re like me, the very concept of this series immediately starts your mind racing with questions and possibilities. Straight away, I heard it and thought: “What happens when they meet and face off in public view during a battle? How do they manage to fall for each other while having diametrically opposed worldviews — and how will they confront each other and/or compromise over their conflicting moralities?”

The former question, I imagined, would be fairly easy to address even though it could still be fun to see it play out. I pondered, “Perhaps they could choreograph their combat or signal one another/quietly tell each other their moves, like professional wrestlers?” And check it out: Pretty early on, this idea was proven to be exactly how the series would deal with that issue.

I absolutely *nailed* this!

....but I think the latter question is where the real gold mine lays for comedic potential. Yes, REALLY! I understand that maybe you’re thinking “But this is a show about wacky hijinks which never confronts anything seriously.” But, although my suggestion may sound like fodder for drama, you can definitely just have FUN with it!

Imagine our leads having to compromise on the most extreme elements of their personal moral compasses in order to make their relationship work. She could be like “I’ll stop murdering people if you stop reporting graffiti artists and jaywalkers to the police” or something. I mean, they’d obviously like each other so much in so many other ways that they’re both willing to work through/overlook their radical differences. That’s heartwarming, and it can also be legitimately funny.

Let me draft one possible example:

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The Scenario: Our leads are on the phone together

Hero: Hey, are you free to have dinner tonight? I know it’s short notice, but-

Villain: *delighted* Oh, absolutely! As soon as I’m finished torturing the mayor for information, I can grab-

Hero: *interrupting* Uh, sweetie?

Villain: *realizing* Oh riiiiight. Right, right. *sheepishly* I... said I was gonna stop torturing people, didn’t I?

Hero: *firmly* You did.

Villain: *whining* But it’s so fuuuuuuun...

Hero: *gently* Come on now, honey. We’re both trying to compromise, remember?

Villain: I know, I know. I promise that I’m trying to do better, ok? Old habits just die hard, haha! *murmuring* -and so does the mayor.

Hero: *laughing good-naturedly* I get it, really. Do you think it’s been easy for me to just stand by and try to ignore your public acts of property destruction?

Villain: *grumbling* Kinda seems easy...

Hero: It’s really not! I’m supposed to stand up for truth and justice and all the other stuff! At the end of the day, I can’t stop trying to give the public hope and security any more than you could ever stop trying to make them live in fear. *affectionately* And, honestly? That dedication to your work ethic is something I love about you.

Villain: *blushing* Aww, baby...

Hero: Even so, I think it’s important for us to try and shave off our most extreme edges. Just a little bit, understand? That’s how we’re gonna make this work

Villain: I know. I get it. *clearly nervous* So, um... look. If I stop torturing the mayor, then... after dinner... could you do me a favor?

Hero: Y-yes?

Villain: Can you, y’know... look the other way? While I break into a nice car for us to drive around town in?

Hero: *pauses to think* ....yes. *obviously struggling* I will... I’ll... you... *gritting teeth* you may commit grand theft auto.

Villain: *excited* You’re the best, you know that?!

Hero: .........this is a one-time thing, right?

Villain: *teasing* No promises, ya big dork!

Hero: *speaking softly, almost to himself* I just need to remember: I’m doing this for love. I’m doing this for love.

Villain: Oh my gosh, I’m so pumped! Can we have dinner early?!

Hero: *happily* I don’t see why not!

Villain: Fantastic! Just let me kill the mayor real quick, and I’ll get-

Hero: *CLEARS THROAT LOUDLY*

Villain: *moment of silence as her mistake sinks in* *facepalming* God DAMN it.

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Or — and maybe this is better? — our hero and villain could find that they both share a particular hobby, only to find that their motivations are both wildly different AND surprisingly similar at the same time.

In that vein, Side Idea 1: What if they both volunteer at the homeless shelter in their free time? The hero wants to support those in need because he believes kindness will make the world a better place. The villain thinks it’s important to support the poorest among us because the system is utterly broken, keeping them down, and that’s why she wants to tear the system down and start over. And the hero at first is like “Uh, whoa there, let’s step back a whole bunch from that ledge” but realizes the he actually agrees that sustained inequality is kind of baked into modern society. And she’s like “So you get it! You get why we need to destroy the world’s governments and create a new system out of the ashes!” and he’s like “Oooorrrrr, maybe we could just encourage people to support programs that assist the downtrodden and educate the poor on how to vote in favor of their own interests, or something like that? Hm?”

Side Idea 2: Maybe they both love animals and they both have pets, and THAT’S the common ground. So the hero is like “My dog is my loyal companion. She is sweet, smart, and always has my back. I take her out to the dog park every Sunday. We jog, we play fetch together — it’s delightful.” And the villain enthuses, “I love dogs, too! I have three beautiful doggos! And yeah, they’re totally smart. I’ve actually trained them to rip out the throats of my enemies on command! They’re the best!”

*deep breath*

Unfortunately... we have to cope with the anime we got instead of dreaming idly about the one we deserved.

And what we got is... fine. Pretty good, even? Probably! It’s hard for me to separate what I feel it could’ve been from what it is.

It’s a sweet teenage romcom about a couple trying to keep their relationship on the DL so they don’t get in trouble. Friends, family, co-workers, and even the press must be dodged effectively at different times. Some cute things happen as they maneuver around all this.

And the fact that they’re both so new to love really makes their interactions feel as pure as the driven snow.

But... there are plenty of teenage romances with similar setups. Two people who’re new to dating? Sure, that’s easy. Two people in a secret relationship? Of course that’s out there.

I wanted then to really dig into the whole “Hero and Villain romance” thing on SOME level, even if it was just a silly one. That, to me, is the elevator pitch — “a romcom about a superhero and supervillain in love.” But they kick that angle to the curb right quick, leaving behind stuff you’ve seen before in plenty of anime romcoms. Though at least there’s a thin Sentai/Power Rangers parody overlaid on top.

#love after world domination #anime #anime review #恋は世界征服のあとで #Koi wa Sekai Seifuku no Ato de #anime screenshots #anime gifs

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mysticonsheadcanons · 1 year

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This is a gacha character I made based off of the principal from detentionaire, she's a reference and I name all my characters after what I reference them from, so her names Barrage (because the school principal on detentionaires called Principal Barrage), here's afew things about her:

#1: Barrage is 33 years old and works as a teacher/principal at her old highschool

#2: Due to her being in the army for 5 years she's been a no-nonsense person (atleast, 99% of the time)

#3: She has no kids but would have liked 1 or two, maybe even 3 at most

#4: She's half robot and doesn't like talking about why, she also doesn't like it when people ask her about her parents, she always just replies with "They're sleeping..." and without further convo, she leaves the area

#5: her Favorite activity besides exercising is watching action movies, more specifically about war

#6: She always acts like she doesn't have any emotions infront of her colleagues due to not wanting anyone to see her sad

#7: Barrage has the same nightmare most nights about a particular event that happened to her parents when she was only 3 years old

#8: Barrages favorite color's are black and purple

#9: she's the oldest one out of all of her co-workers

#10: Barrage is a fairly independent person, she also does not like to be disturbed when she's exercising or doing work

#11: She acts like a child some days but it's linked to a certain day of her past (she acts like a child sometimes because to her she feels like part of her mind never grew up, hence, why sometimes she might be seen playing like a kid does with toys)

#12: When Barrage has a hard time falling asleep she either takes a midnight walk, or goes to her attic room window and stares at the moon until she feels tired (she sometimes makes a wish that her parents were beside her too)

#13: her favorite subject in school was actually gym, as she believed it would help her become a soldier in the future

#14: She doesn't express her emotions to anyone, like, at all, she only does when she's alone because she thinks that by expressing herself, she's letting her guard down

#15: whenever A.Nigma high (still working on a better highschool name with nigma in it and one that's not the exact same as the detentionaire school) takes a field trip, Barrage likes to sit at the very back with her headphones in because she hates it when people always wonder what she's listening to, and because the bus is always slightly too loud for her on field trips

#16: Barrages favorite song to listen to is an old lullaby her parents sang to her all the time 30 years ago (the year her life starts in is 2185, her year of birth)

#17: She doesn't want anyone knowing her last name for "classified" reasons

#18: She has assassin quickness, and super-senses, for example, if she was sleeping, and it was so silent you couldn't hear a thing, and she was in the attic, she'd hear the lightest sounds coming from the basement

#19: her favorite place to visit is the lake her parents always took her to when she was little, she loves swimming in the lake even though it reminds her of her past

#20: even though she's never told anybody, she actually thinks of her colleagues as friends

#21: Barrage doesn't like total silence, but she lives alone, so she always puts on a song at random to drown out the silence because it always drives her insane

Proxima, Quasarla, and Naivara, heads up about the quiz I'm going to try and give you each a couple of the same questions! Also, the next thing I send in will be the quiz! Also, sorry there's so many facts, it's just that I had alot of fun writing this!

PROXIMA: I look forward to it.

QUASARLA: Alright.

NAIVARA: That's a lot of stuff to remember (Note: I'm fine with that amount of information. I just imagine her as someone who likes learning on her own terms, so she wouldn't be too thrilled at memorizing all this.)

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the-firebird69 · 3 months

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If I know that the hard knock kicker 5150 HK three tires are what's on his bike and there is the same size and through reworked a little he says and they are a little bit but not much the hard knock kicker 5150 HK one are on his new eBike. So her son has an idea to make the frames for all three and sell them online as the copyright and ownership of the business is gone nobody loves it and nobody is running it and nobody is claimed it and besides it's in the UK and it's not going to do anything. They were making them in China even the frames and just were based out of the UK so father and mother from South America both sides it's by toll and goddess wife and lobo and proxima midnight but our god and goddess they want to do this and he says I want them to do it and it's going to be a little weird and it's going to start out different which will more likely make it easier because of demand and curiosity and ease of shipping and the weight of it would be lighter it might even be able to do it out of metal and they looked at it and said the metal works is sticker but it's very strong and it's a bit stronger than the steel no but you make it thicker and it's as strong as pretty decent steel I mean it's hefty and it's lighter and it makes me feel like you have some kind of mini bike and it'll be like Randall text which is what our son would do is Randall text gone cheap. So we're going to try it and it'll be like mail order in Mexico for the hard knock kicker 5150 hk1 the hk2 and the hk3 and Hera says that announcement and we're going to go ahead with it. It's a terrific idea and Stan kind of put it back on track and you you're making this frame out of round material and really the walls and the tube instead of being about 1/8 inch would be about 3/16 plus a hair but it's metal so it sounds like your workout bench or something it's stronger metal and the metal now is a lot stronger. And it's going to be the stitch and you coat it and it's unpainted at the joints and it has saddles and the saddles are not painted on the business end and the edges and then you it's probably easier not to paint them at all and it'll look like a hard knock kicker 5150 package and show up in a crate and small one by the way second creative oranges or something we estimate the crate will be one foot by 2 ft by 3 ft for the frame which is really like the size of a shelf that comes from Ikea but it would only weigh about 35 lb plus the box it's just going to be cardboard. And it's going to be for a Briggs & Stratton type motor but we'll have suggested motors from 25 horse to 35 to 45 and the 55 and then you have to get the reinforcing package for the 55 and then we would suggest 883 and one step up from that and that is the 102 and that is a very big motor and you need to reinforcement packages an upgrade from the 55 and that's all you need it's really easy to put the damn reinforce again in but you really have to order the same time or you have to sand off the paint and it's not a big deal for people this is a great idea because I've started laughing and I just imagine people trying to move the engine by lifting it and you people are all out of shape and you're going to hurt yourself it's going to be great

Thor Freya

Olympus

You're going to blame the max LOL

Zues

Hera

Good

Trump

There it is that's what we needed. So I'm going to start on my buel and my bill it'll be a little smaller it's still a racing bike

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cold-neon-ocean · 4 years

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Be happy cuz Proxima´s height is 6'6" (198.1 cm) while Corvus is 5'10" (177.8 cm) ;)

Omg those are their canon comic heights! I’d completely forgotten them because they’re rarely ever drawn to scale (but like.. what characters ever are lmao)

Debating heights I was mainly talking about my renditions of them, which pull from the MCU in terms of appearance where they’re of pretty equal height with Corvus being just a little taller?? And they both are like 7 feet+ in the movies. (My versions of them are even taller because I’m a self indulgent bitch and I like big aliens and I, and I cant stress this enough, cannot lie)

But hear me out okay imagine if their MCU versions followed their comic height ratio?? And ProXIMA WAS JUST !!?!!??!! !!?!???

BIG

(I don’t know what the context of this would be but Prox is just radiating “Fuck me yourself, coward” energy so I imagine it’s something along those lines LMFAO rip Corvus he’s gonna fucking die)

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savvy-devine666 · 3 years

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Imagine if, in th earlier days, Proxima and Corvus were pit against each other the way gamora and nebula were but instead of dividing them, Proxima and corvus fell in love etc. But the had to make their fights look real in Thanos eyes - Corvus of course healed but Proxima didn't hence the scar on her lip, and her arm and leg needing extra armour

#marvel #mcu #proxima midnight #corvus glaive #proxivus #proxima midnight x corvus glaive #headcanon #imagine if #random #this is where my mind is at 1am

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zafirosreverie · 1 year

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Hold me tonight, for eternity if you want (Proxima x F!OC)

a/n: I usually don’t do OCs, but this was a gift for @rebellious-mutant , hope you like it!

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The girl walked through the halls without really paying attention to anything that was happening around her. The dark, cold corridors of the ship brought her no comfort, and she couldn't even hear the voices of the rest of the black order. She was simply a ghost, wandering aimlessly in a dimension that didn't seem to be hers.

In the distance she could hear Nebula's desperate screams and growls, being dragged into the surgery room, where she would likely suffer another unspeakable torture and probably end up with some other deformity to her body. Usually, Snips would flinch from the screams and try to block out the sound.

She would never admit it out loud, for fear of being next, but a part of her always withered a little each time Nebula was taken away to that horrible place. Her "sister" never walked out the same as she was when she got in.

But this time, the girl didn't even flinch. She just kept walking with a tired but unstoppable step toward a specific place. She didn't seem to register anything at all, too lost in her thoughts. She didn't even notice the tingling at the tips of her fingers.

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Proxima frowned as the lights blinked for the third time in the last two minutes. She knew perfectly well what was causing it, or rather, who. It was no secret to anyone that Snips' powers were unpredictable. The girl possessed impressive electrical abilities, derived from the constant energy that ran through her body at all times. Her physical abilities and fighting skills were also great, earning her a place in Thanos' army.

But she had a huge weakness, one that the titan himself and the rest of the black order had tried to master for as long as the girl had been in their ranks: she was unstable. Despite the apparent control she had, Snips was a natural generator of electricity, there was no way to turn her off, and her emotions affected the effects of her powers, which could end very well, or very, very badly. And the blue-skinned woman doubted this was the first if the girl's reaction on the mission was any indication.

Since she joined the order, Snips had shared missions with Proxima almost entirely. First, it was because Thanos wanted to keep an eye on her, then it was for practical convenience, and finally, because she seemed to be the only one capable of intervening when the girl lost control.

She never knew why or how it happened in the first place, but the young mutant seemed to be impressed with her from the start, growing closer with each mission they shared. Thanos preferred that she spend her time with Nebula and Gamora, but somehow or another, Snips always managed to end up by her side.

Proxima wasn't going to admit it, especially to the rest of the order, but she had grown fond of the girl too, she had gotten used to having her near her almost all the time, and deep down, she was worried. She didn't know exactly what happened on this particular mission, for her it had been normal and routine, but Snips had snapped in the middle of it all.

In a second she was throwing her energy balls at the soldiers who refused to surrender in front of Thanos’ forces, entered one of the cells where the weapon that the titan had sent them for was located, and the next thing the warrior knew was that the whole place was coming down from the energy fields coming out of the mutant's body.

Fortunately, she and the black army managed to react in time, using the explosion to their advantage, but something in Snips' look told her that something serious had happened for the girl to react that way. However, she didn't want to talk about it, saying that everything was under control, so Proxima didn't push and simply took the weapon that the other handed her. Maybe it had been a mistake.

"You should intervene"

The woman jumped and turned to see Ebony looking at her with unconcealed curiosity. She inwardly cursed herself for being caught lost in her thoughts, knowing that the rest of her "siblings" wouldn't appreciate her dawdling when she should be supervising the training.

"I'm busy" she replied dryly, looking back at the arena where Cull and Corvus were fighting each other.

"We both know Cull will win, there's no need to stick around to witness it" Ebony replied, following her gaze "besides, there won't be much to see if that girl ruins the ship's power reserves"

"She can fix them if she does"

"But she won't avoid Thanos' fury, will she?" he smiled darkly "She could be next on the surgery table, and I don't think you'd like that."

"I don't know what you're talking about" Proxima replied, even though her entire body tensed at the thought "Why should I care?"

"Because you have a soft spot for her, just like she has a soft spot for you. And you know as well as I do that Thanos will hold you responsible for modifying her because of it."

She was going to respond when the lights blinked again, this time for a second longer than before, which meant that they were close to turning everything off. A chill ran down her spine. He was right and she knew it, Thanos would not tolerate a failure in his ship just because one of his "daughters" couldn't keep control of her powers. The titan appreciated Snips for her courage and skills, but that was something he had appreciated in Nebula as well, and even so, that hadn't saved the Luphomoid from surgeries.

"You're the only one who can control her" Ebony said, pulling her out of her thoughts "An instability of powers like that is not worthy of a child of Thanos, you better find her before he loses his temper"

Proxima ignored the way he smirked as if the mere thought of the young mutant being tortured gave him immense satisfaction. Deep down, she didn't doubt that was the case, Maw had always had an unhealthy fascination with physical modifications, especially without anesthesia.

"Corvus has to take care of his left side, he needs to eliminate that blind spot" she said casually, turning to leave.

"I'll give him your observation" Ebony said, even though she was already gone.

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Snips didn't flinch when the door to her bedroom opened, when the draft hit her gently, when firm footsteps approached her, or when someone sat down next to her. She just kept staring at the wall in front of her.

"What happened?" Poxima demanded

She knew that her tone probably wouldn't be fully appreciated, but she had tried to talk to the girl after the mission and hadn't been able to get anything out of her with kindness, so a direct approach should be a better option.

"Nothing" Snips replied, without looking at her.

"You've been like this since we got back and the lights are out of control" the older woman scolded "What happened?"

The young mutant shuddered for the first time since the mission, feeling something finally penetrate the iron shell she had tried to erect around her, too bad that something was a cold and annoyed Proxima Midnight.

"I-I...I just-"

She sighed in defeat, hugging her legs tightly against her chest. She wished she could tell her the truth, could explain the horror she had relived in that room, how memories of her stormy past had struck her mercilessly in a matter of seconds. But she couldn't.

Of all the people in Thanos' army, Proxima was the only one she would truly trust with her life. Snips was not stupid, she knew that no other member of the black order thought that she was capable and deserving of her place there, she was too reserved, shy, and volatile, she did not talk to anyone or try to mix with them.

But Proxima was different. She had been the least cold, the only one who had spoken to her when she arrived, despite the fact that no one could say that it had been a warm welcome, but it was enough for Snips, it was what had prompted her to get closer to the woman and develop feelings for her that were most likely off limits. She trusted the blue-haired woman, but there were things she couldn't tell anyone, not even her, and this…this was one of the worst.

"What happened Snips?" Proxima said firmly when she got no response, making the other jump a little.

"I don't want to talk about it" the girl whispered

“The lights-"

"Just stay with me" she cut her off "I promise I'll calm down soon and my powers will stop messing with the lights"

Proxima looked at her for a moment, surprised by her request. She hated the feeling that woke up in her gut for it, but she chose to ignore it. The girl felt pathetic for asking, but the older woman was the closest thing to home she'd ever get, and she really needed some comfort right now.

The warrior finally sighed and pressed closer against Snips, subtly inviting her to rest her head on her shoulder, which the mutant did immediately. Proxima told herself that she was only doing it because of the problem with the lights, that there was nothing more than that, but deep down, she knew that her feelings for the girl were changing. However, that would be a problem for later, at that moment, she only concentrated on holding her as close as possible to her.

#proxima midnight fic #proxima midnight x oc #proxima midnight imagine #proxima midnight #mcu x oc #zafiro writes #marvel x oc #not my oc

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just-my-fandom · 5 years

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Not Alone (Shuri x Female! Reader)

Request; Shuri x Female reader with the rest of the females of Marvel? The reader and Shuri are an assigned marriage in Wakanda but the family has grown to love the reader, but the reader and Shuri are attacked when Shuri is getting the stone from Vision by Proxima Midnight (Ik she doesnt really attack Shuri specifically but she's really cool), the reader is unable to get to Shuri to make sure she's not hurt so Okoye, Wanda and Natasha protect the reader because she is loyalty in the Wakandian family? Sorry its a lot I hope you can write it, Thanks!

Ive finally reached 500 followers! Thank you all!

My first Shuri x reader! Im sorry Ive been inactive, I took a vacation at the beach and the house we were staying at had no service, so I wrote these in my notes then tranferred them over. Enjoy! Send in more Shuri requests!

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"They're moving in,"

You step back from the window overlooking the battlefield, gaze turning to the woman standing at a table with a man laying across,

Shuri glances at you, fingers moving through the screens of her computers, frowning,

"The process is taking longer than usual, only because its a stone," Shuri steps back from the computer, as you walk up to her, hand fiddling with the sleeve of your armor,

"I'm going to go help them," You exhale, "Stay here with Vision, get the stone out and stay safe,"

"You're going out there?" Shuri questions, as you nod, picking up a gun left by a guard and pecking her cheek,

"We're defenceless up here. The longer we stay here, the quicker time they have to get to us,"

You turn to the open doors of the lab, gasping when a hand wraps at your throat and backs you up,

"You're not going anywhere," A firm voice causes you to drop your gun, Shuri spinning around and eyes instantly meeting the red of one of the villains, Proxima Midnight,

Proxima shoves you backwards, watching you stumble into the edge of the lab table and sink down, hand at your head,

"Hand over the stone," Proxima orders firmly, sticking out a clawed hand,

You crawl forward, picking up the lost gun and stumbling to your feet, shooting two bullets so you could inch towards Proxima while she was distracted,

You elbow Proxima in the face, hissing when she catches your wrist and twists, pinning your arm behind your back,

"Shuri!" You call, "Get-" Your free arm flies in front of you when force presses to your back, falling onto your stomach and rolling over, coughing as Proxima plants her booted foot to your chest,

Your teeth grit, eyes peeling open in time for Proxima to press the front of her gun to your forehead,

"The stone," Proxima raises her eyes to Shuri, who had pressed her hands to the edge of the table, one arm slowly behind her back,

"The stone!" Proxima repeats, voice louder as she presses the gun harder to your temple, your eyes pinching shut,

Blasts sound, your eyes opening in time of Proxima stumbling back to cover her blasted eye, Shuri grabbing your arm and tugging you upwards, tossing you a Wakandian gun and pointing her own to the enemy,

"You'll have to get through us first," She snarls, your figure moving next to her to block Vision on the table,

"Easy," Proxima chuckles, dodging your quick gunshots,

You move forward, ducking when she throws her fist, and your gunshot hits her side, Proxima backing up to growl and grab at her uniform,

"Shuri!" You look over your shoulder, reloading your gun, "Get Vision to higher ground, get that stone!"

Black hits your vision when weight rams your front, your gun sliding to Shuris feet as she looks up, your figure hitting the glass window you once stood at, glass flying outwards of the battlefield,

Shuri gasps, dropping her gun, rushing to the edge of the window and catching sight of you on your side, Proxima feet from you on her back,

A beep from the machine connected to Vision makes Shuri look over, glancing at you feet down before rushing to Visions aid,

You groan lowly at the pain in the arm you landed on, sitting up to cough on smoke from fires, head snapping up at yells on the field,

You sit up in surprise, looking over your shoulder to see a group of aliens rushing towards you, yelping when a clawed hand grabs your arm and jerks you up, flipping you onto your back,

"You'll die alone. Just like that pathetic friend of yours," Proxima leans down, gun at your forehead a second time, and you swallow, fingers at her ankle in an attempt to push her off,

"She's not alone,"

Proxima raises her head to search for the sudden voice, eyes finding three women surrounding you,

Okoye spins her staff in her hand, pointing the dagger in Proximas direction, "Release her, now,"

"What is so important about her?" Proxima laughs, force of the gun pushing your head against the concrete, your eyes pinching shut in case she pulled the trigger,

Natasha pulls out two blades, Wandas hands glowing red as she stepped forward,

"One step," Proxima threatens, red eyes meeting Wandas, "And I'll shoot her. If shes so important," Proxima raises an eyebrow, "Get the girl up there away from the stone," She jerks her head to the floor with the shattered window,

"We cant do that," Okoye says lowly, Proxima flicking both eyebrows, cocking the gun,

You inhale a sharp breath, air releasing when Proxima is wrapped in red dust, thrown back, rolling onto her side and dropping her gun,

You sit up, eyes wide, Wanda moving forward to attack Proxima up close,

"Get her up top!" Okoye shouts to the blonde running up to you, and she takes your hand, helping you upwards,

Okoye jabs her staff towards Proxima, who dodges to the side to avoid being stabbed,

"I cannot leave my soldier," You gasp in, Natasha looking at you before she reaches the thankfully working elevator,

"You're one of the queens, right?"

You nod, and Natasha nods back, "If I was given orders to protect you from a specific person, I'm doing as told because I am an avenger,"

The elevator opens, and you move inside, foot bouncing as if it would speed the process,

"Who are you married to?" Natasha asks suddenly, trying to ease the tension in your shoulders, "King Tchalla?"

"God," You breathe, "No, I have no interest in men," You lean against the wall of the elevator as Natasha raises an eyebrow, "I was originally assigned to marry Tchalla by my father and his mother, but I realized I loved the princess instead," Natasha smiles when your shoulders relax, "I'm just glad its not looked down upon,"

"Are you two close?" Natasha asks, noting there were still three floors to wait on, "I've known marriages that were forced and no love was between them,"

"Very," You smile back, "It was weird at first, I'm not from a place like Wakanda so now suddenly having guards with me almost twenty four seven is different,"

The elevator dings, and you step out, moving downwards to the last door of the hall; The lab,

Shuri stands up from her knelt position at the machine connected to Vision, turning around in time for you to set down your picked up gun and extend your arms,

"Are you injured?" Shuri puts her hands at your shoulders, running them to your wrists, "You fell almost six floors down,"

"Im okay," You breathe, "Natasha here along with Wanda and Okoye saved me,"

"She was very calm," Natasha speaks up, and you glance at her to smile,

"How's the process with Vision?" You ask, Shuri taking your hand to pull you to the table,

"Almost complete. This is the slowest process Ive done, I almost didnt have the tech for it," She looks at you, and finds you rubbing your arm,

"Where does it hurt?" She leads you to a table against the wall, demanding you to sit,

"I just landed on it," You try to reassure, but Shuri carefully lifts your arm, watching your face for signs of pain,

She presses into your upper arm, instantly releasing when you jerk and hiss, "Ow, that hurt," You mutter,

Shuri frowns, stepping back and grabbing supplies to wrap your arm, "You sprained the upper half. Guess youre stuck up here with me," She teases,

"I'll stand at the door incase one of Proximas men come up," Natasha steps back, nodding once before stepping out,

"You had me worried," Shuri says quietly, your eyes looking up at her. You could hear the screams of your people and soldiers in the distant, and it made your stomach turn,

"I'm alright," You tuck a finger under her chin, lifting her head to press your lips to hers, "Now that I have you as a personal doctor,"

BONUS BELOW

"Shuri!?" You push through a prickly bush, looking around the silent field, "Shuri!!"

"Your highness!"

You spin around to face Okoye, eyes wide and full of tears as your hands clench, "Stop calling me that!" Your voice makes Okoye halt, her own eyes dull, "Shuri-Shuris missing, I-I cant find her,"

"Y/N," Okoye tries again, quieter, inching towards you as you caress your throbbing arm, "Shuris gone,"

"Gone?" You swallow, "Where? I-Is she dead?"

"I dont know," Okoye exhales, "Shuri along with Tchalla himself both vanished into dust,"

"That's ridiculous," You scoff, "They cant just vanish into dust, I-" Your eyes watch as a man with a gun and long hair falls forward, disappearing into ashes himself,

"Oh my God," You slowly sink down, a tear sliding down your cheek. You pinch your eyes shut, Okoye placing a hand on your back as you lowered your head, wedding ring now in your palm

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kindlefire21 · 5 years

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Imagine: Tony’s Daughter & Wanda vs Proxima Midnight Part 1

“Whoa! You are one, ugly broad, aren’t you?”

“Pathetic human, you cannot withstand me or the rest of us.”

“No shit, Sherlock. I already know that. Why do you think I brought her?”

“Huh?”

“Leave her alone.”

#scarlet witch #proxima midnight #avengers imagine #Avengers #infinity war #tony stark's daughter #Marvel MCU #MCU #marvel

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humandeveloper · 6 years

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Have you ever thought about Proxima and Corvus' wedding?

Like fr was Thanos there blessing their marriage? They're both Children of Thanos and Thanos is their adoptive father after all. Just image how Thanos has stand there like a priest xD

#marvel #thanos #corvus glaive #movies #mcu #proxima midnight #wedding #priest!thanos #just imagine #this is acutally confusing #black order #villain! weddings #children of thanos

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marvelsuperfangirl · 6 years

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Why is Loki with the children of Thanos?!?!

#marvel #avengers infinity war #avengers #loki #loki laufeyson #thanos #proxima midnight #corvus glaive #marvel imagine #thor

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630wrld · 6 years

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Proxy Server Midnight is infinity war !!!

#thanos #bucky #steve rogers #infinity war #computers #proxima midnight #bucky imagine #steve rogers x reader #iw

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mads-weasley · 3 years

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Grief

Peter Parker x Superhero!Reader

(A/N) Hey y’all! I hope you’ve had a good week. Here’s a good ole’ angsty Peter Parker imagine! Sadly, I don’t own any of these wonderful characters other than (y/n)!

Summary: Peter feels something wrong, but when he doesn’t see you at the end of the battle, he knows you’re hurt, or worse.

Warnings: Angst, blood, death, fluff

- Your superhero name is “Shadow,” and you have the same powers of Wanda, but not as powerful.

(y/n) - your name

(y/l/n) - your last name

(y/n/n) - your nickname

(y/h/c) - your hair color

Peter’s pov:

When the portals opened, I looked to my right and saw (y/n). Although it feels as if we’ve been gone for 5 minutes, Dr. Strange says we’ve been gone for 5 years! My first instinct is to run and embrace her, but we just make eye contact and slightly nod. Captain America calls out, “Avengers, assemble!” And we race off to fight Thanos’ Army!

(y/n)‘s pov:

As I fought off the monsters Thanos brought with him, I see Peter flying through the air on a Pegasus! “Heck yeah, Pete!! I yelled, pushing back a snarling creature with the purple energy flowing from my hands. I continue to fight for what seems like forever when I look over and see Shuri struggling to hold off a member of The Black Order.

I immediately rush towards her, “Shuri! Get out of here! I’ve got this!” My purple energy forming a force field around us. “What?! You’re literally my age! I promised the Spider-Boy I would look after you!” She yells, her voice thick with a Wakandan accent. “This is not up for discussion, Shuri! Go now!” Reluctantly, she nodded and I opened a hole in the force field, opposite of Proxima Midnight. She exits and says, “Good luck.”

After taking a deep breath, I lower the force field and prepare to fight. “You,” she spits, “I’ve never seen you before. Too bad you’ll have to die so young.”

“Well I’d rather be dead than look like you my whole life!”

Laughing, I think of how Peter would be proud of that comeback! She growls, snapping me from my thoughts, and lunges towards me with her three pronged spear-like weapon. ‘What do you even call that thing?’ I think as I step back, narrowly missing her attack. Now, I push her back with my powers, creating some separation between us.

“So you’re like the Sokovian? Thanos would like to meet you. He is fascinated with the power you both possess.”

“In your dreams, crazy lady.”

She sneers and comes at me again. I block attacks to my head and feet, and then go on the offensive. I sent a burst of energy at her feet, making her start to fall. On her way down, I knee her in the face. ‘Ouch,’ I think, ‘That’s got to hurt.’ She responds by using the pole of her spear to take my feet out from under me as well.

She quickly gets up and tries to stab me directly in the stomach. I quickly use my powers and push it to the left the best I can. I cry out as I feel sharp pains in my side. I glance towards my stomach and see that two of the prongs of Proxima’s spear are deep in my side. I cough and taste iron as I realize how bad this is. She just laughs and nonchalantly rips the weapon out of my body. I scream at the sudden pain, and my vision goes white.

After a few seconds when my vision comes back, I see her raise the spear for the fatal blow. I weakly try to use my powers, but I’m too tired to do so. It hits me that this is it; there will be no more missions. No more movie nights with Pete. No more anything. Peter. I never even got to tell him I love him. I close my eyes, not wanting her to be the last thing I see.

In my mind, I see the time I held on tightly to Peter when I watched “Aliens” for the first time. It was when he told me he liked me all that time ago. I want my last memory to be happy. I try to focus on my memories, but her piercing voice grabs my attention. With my eyes still screwed closed, she says, “You’re pathetic. I expected more from someone with the powers of the mind stone. All of you a-“ She stops mid-sentence, and after a few seconds, I open my eyes to see dust blowing away with the wind.

We won. I can’t believe it. The victory is short lived as the pain suddenly hits me like a freight train as a coughing fit racks through my body. A warm, sticky liquid sputters out of my mouth onto my chin. I turn my head to look at the wound and see a crimson puddle forming underneath me. Crap. No one is even near me. How would they even know I’m here? I try to yell, but nothing comes out.

After a few minutes contemplating what I should do, it starts getting hard to breathe. My body feels numb, which I know is not a good sign from all the war movies Peter makes me watch. I can’t help myself from thinking of every moment we’ve shared over the past two years we’ve been together; the first place we met in Germany when Cap and Tony squared off, the time we went on our first official date to Mr. Delmar’s, and every other joy filled memory of us laughing. I close my eyes, thinking of Peter as the darkness overtakes me.

Peter’s pov:

I can’t believe Tony’s gone. My mentor. My father figure. My family. Pepper tried to be strong for me, but I know she is breaking ten times worse than I am. As I sat there sobbing, I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was missing. I shrugged it off as my grief, and went to find someplace quiet place to be alone.

After about 20 minutes of me crying to myself, it hits me. (y/n)! That’s who wasn’t there! How could I be so stupid! I’m the worst boyfriend ever if I didn’t even notice she was gone!! I run and ask T’Challa where Shuri is. When I find her, she takes one look at my disheveled appearance and knows something is wrong, other than Tony’s death.

“Spider-Boy, what’s wrong? Oh no, did (y/n) tell you I left her?” What? She left (y/n)

“Shuri, (y/n)’s missing. I haven’t seen her since the battle ended. Where did you see her last?”I sputter. She furrows her brows and acts confused. “What? Missing? I saw her right before the battle ended. When I didn’t see her, I thought she was with you? Spider Bo-” I cut her off, “Peter.”

“Peter,” she starts, “She probably just wanted to be alone somewhere, but the last time I saw her, she was fighting that blue lady with the horns over there.” She points about 50 yards behind a large hill of rubble. “Okay. Thanks.”

I start to walk towards the spot, but begin sprinting as my spidey senses go crazy. After about 30 seconds of running, I see her. She’s laying motionless on the dirt, laying in a pool of blood. “(y/n)!” I scream repeatedly until I reach her. The sight was something straight out of a horror movie.

When I get to her, I see two wounds in her side with blood slowly flowing out of them. She’s pale as a ghost and I immediately assume the worst. I lean closer to try and hear her heartbeat. After a second of silence, I hear a thump that makes me mutter, “Thank God.” Tears began stinging my eyes as I place my hands on the wounds and apply pressure, trying to staunch the bleeding. She just slightly whimpers, and that’s when I truly realize I could lose her.

I snap out of my trance and start yelling. “HELP!! (Y/n)’s hurt! Someone please!!” I turn back to (y/n) and the tears begin to openly flow down my face. Between my desperate cries for help, my mind wanders to all the memories of us together. I’ll never forget the time I told her I liked her. We were watching “Aliens,” and it was her first time ever seeing it. She held on to me the whole time out of fear, and I thought it was the cutest thing ever. There was ano-

“Queens!? I heard you yelling! What happened?! Where are you?” Steve’s voice interrupts my thoughts.

“Cap! We’re over here! I found her like this!” When he sprints over, I physically see the color drain from his face.

He quickly assesses her injuries and decides we have no choice but to move her. In one quick motion, he scoops her up bridal style and starts to run back towards the others. It takes a “Queens!” from Steve to shake me from my stupor.

Before we know it, the other Avengers are coming into view, and many of them notice a running Captain America, holding a small figure. “T’Challa! Where’s your sister!?” Steve yells. The King of Wakanda sprints to us and after a few seconds, takes two small beads from his bracelet and pushed them into (y/n)’s wound. I yelled and tried to stop him, but then the beads started glowing and it looked like it was helping to stop the bleeding.

In a matter of seconds, Shuri had made her way over and was inspecting (y/n)’s wounds. I was trying to be strong and hold it together, but tears were threatening to spill over again. “We need to get her to my lab, now!” Shuri sputtered. Steve looked at me with sympathy and started jogging to keep up with Shuri guiding him to her lab.

I lost Ben, my parents, Tony. I can’t lose her. She’s the one constant over the past few years. She helped me defeat vulture, and we fought side by side before the snap. I can’t, I won’t lose her.

(y/n)’s pov:

I’m softly awoken from a dream to hear whispering from beside me. The voices sound familiar, so I try to open my eyes only to fail. It felt as if my whole body was weighted down. With each breath I breathe, I feel a dull pain in my side. That’s when it all comes back; the battle, Shuri, and Proxima stabbing me. Sleep tugs at my tired body, so I easily drift off back into the darkness.

The next time I wake, I hear no voices. Unlike last time, I’m able to open my eyes. I squint at the bright white room that I conclude is a hospital room. Once my eyes are adjusted, I look down and see the brown curls I adore laying on my left hand. I listen closely and hear his snoring, so I don’t wake him up.

I see some water on the table next to me, and I try and reach for it, causing a sharp pain to emit from my side. I yelp in agony as the pain continues to radiate from my wound. Peter shoots up with wide eyes as you sit with your eyes squeezed in pain. “(Y/n)!? Oh my gosh. Are you okay!?” I nod and open my eyes again, surprised at the sight before me.

Peter’s eyes were very red and puffy. He was covered in dirt, blood, and grime, which made it easy to see the tear stains on his handsome face. He looks so pitiful and I just want to hold him and make him feel better. “Hey Pete,” I say softly, “Are you alright?” He scoffs and shoots me a look of disbelief.

“Me? Am I alright? (y/n), you’re the one who was just stabbed by a member of the Black Order.”

The usual glisten in his eyes was gone, so I know something else is wrong. “Peter. I know there’s something else. What happened.” He looked at me like he was conflicted whether to tell me or not. His eyes started to tear up again, and he took a deep breath. “Thanos got the gauntlet, and Tony somehow got all of the stones off of it and onto his suit. He snapped Thanos’ army away, b-but the energy surge, i-it did too m-much damage. Tony’s gone, (y/n).” His voiced cracked every few words a sob broke out of him after he finished.

I didn’t even realize I was crying until I tasted the salty tears hitting my lips. I took Peter’s hand as we cried there together. “It’s my fault you’re hurt, (y/n).”

“What are you taking about Peter!?” I respond.

“I didn’t even realize you were missing until after the battle had been over. When I found you, i-it broke me.”

He took my other hand, and I stared at him for a few seconds. “Pete, none of this was your fault. It’s my fault I got impaled, not yours. Also, I know you somehow blame yourself for Tony’s death, but don’t. It was not your fault. Thirdly, you didn’t think I would die before I got to tell you how I feel, did you?” He smirked among the tears coming down his cheeks and raised his eyebrows in confusion. “And how do you feel about me then, (y/n/n)?”

“I love you Peter. When I was laying there...dying, you were all I could thin-“ I was interrupted by lips smashing onto mine and I soon reciprocated the kiss. When we pulled away, I whispered, “We’ll get through this together.”

And we did.

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