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There are only three posts on this whole website under the Soleil Belmont tag (one of them being one of mine where he’s not even the main focus) and I’m the only person following said tag, so now I’m kinda sad about that. I should draw the silly floating sword Belmont soon hmmm—

Okay, okay, so I read the Shao Kahn fic for the first time earlier (I was avoiding it because I’ve never liked Shao Kahn), and now I’m genuinely questioning things about myself. He’s such a smug bitch and I’m ??? attracted to that?? (part 1 had me choking on my drink when it got to the NSFW part) All in all, extremely well-written, phenomenal characterization, I love how sassy the reader is because I actually see myself in them (I’m sick and tired of the timid, excessively submissive “I’m not like other girls” Y/N, so it’s a nice change of pace) also, the bits with Mileena were cute as hell. It made me think of-

Y/N: Alright, listen up, you motherfuckers. Not you, Mileena. You’re doing great and I’m glad you’re here.

But yeah, thank you for the food. I am now questioning my absolute loathing for Shao Kahn.

“IMPENDING DOOM” SHAO KAHN X FEM!READER PART 3

here’s part 1

here’s part 2

A/N : thank you! I’m glad that I’ve impressed the majority with you with this series! This is something I really like because it’s different

WARNINGS : (MDNI) thigh riding, praising, cumming

MASTERLIST 1 , MASTERLIST 2

Questioning your relationship with Shao Kahn took place at an everyday occurrence. It was something that ran through your mind at a constant rate.

He was the cruel tyrant awaiting to conquer all realms. Not when he was with you though. Everything was different.

The way he acted around you, the way he treated you, the way he’d constantly make an effort for you.

It gave you…butterflies?

You had to of been ill. There was no way in the very depths of Outworld that you could ever fall for a man like Shao Kahn. It was uncanny.

You were in the dining hall, seated by yourself. You constantly tried to lift the fork that was sitting on the table. You managed to lift it at a great height until your magic gave up on you and it fell on the table. You sighed.

Someone had pulled up a chair to sit next to you. It was Mileena. “Your telekinetic gift has grown. Perhaps it is my father’s doing?”

You rested your chin on your hand. “Unfortunately, I have to give it to him - I did not expect for me to grasp this so quickly.”

A presence was behind you. “I still cannot understand why the Emperor would choose such a weak woman.”

You didn’t have to turn around to see who it was. You knew it was Skarlet. “Thanks for the words of wisdom, Skar.” You stuck your thumb out sarcastically as a ‘thumbs up.’ “Always can count you, dude.”

Mileena turned to Skarlet, annoyed. “Don’t you have something better to do, vampire.”

Skarlet was offended by this. “I am no vampire, you failed Kitana clone.”

Mileena slammed her fist on the table and got up from her chair. “I am no clone!”

You got in between them. “Ladies. How bout we take five, yeah?”

The two of them stared down each other before Skarlet walked away. Mileena grumbled under her breath and crossed her arms.

You turned your attention back to Mileena. “Don’t worry about her. Let her be obsessed with her own father…or whatever Shao is to her.”

You sat down in your chair and continued to try and lift the fork into the air. Mileena just stared at you, curiously. “Do you really want to go through with the marriage?”

Pausing, you stared down at the fork. It was a valid question. You just didn’t have a valid answer. “I…don’t know.”

“My father is a lot of things but…he would never actually force you to do anything. If he’s doing all this then that means he knows that deep down, your heart desires it.”

The statement struck you. Because it was at least slightly true. Especially what Shang Tsung had told you. You were tired of being third best. You wanted to be the best.

Shao Kahn could give you that.

Were you starting to become the very villain you feared? All because you adored power?

Mileena walked away from you and you continued to sit there, getting tangled into your thoughts.

Hours had passed by and you were in your room. You were busy reading your book. The door had opened. You didn’t have to bother looking up. “Made anyone cry today?”

Shao Kahn rested his hammer on a chair not far from the door. “No but it’s only 3 in the afternoon.” He said, making you snicker. He took his red cape off and hung it on a nearby wall. “How was your day today?”

“We are not doing the husband and wife, asking each other about our days fiasco.” When you had said it, Shao Kahn uttered a laugh.

“What do you suggest we talk about then?”

“I don’t know. World hunger? Poor people? Anything else.”

Shao Kahn made his way towards the bathroom. He turned the water on for his bath. “Remind me to kill Reiko.”

The statement caught you off guard. You brought your head from your book and looked over to him. “Should I even ask why?”

Shao Kahn walked out of the bathroom and to the dresser where the big mirror was. He started to take off his rings. “He was in my chambers trying on my crown.”

“Damn. Dude might have a death wish.”

“And I will grant him that.”

You thought about it for a moment. You decided to test him. To see if you truly had that much control over Shao as you thought and everyone else did.

You clicked your tongue to the roof of your mouth. “Why don’t you ease up on Reiko?”

“Why do you ask or care about that?”

You closed your book and sat up on the bed. Shao Kahn did not turn to face you as he took every ring off his fingers. “I mean, he’s a great soldier. And he only tried on your crown because he admires you so much. It’d be a shame if all that loyalty would go to waste.”

Amazement wasn’t even the word. Shao Kahn was actually pondering on what you were saying. It took him a minute. “You are right. I will give him one more chance.”

You had done it. You actually convinced Shao to do something and actually not kill someone.

Shao walked back into the bathroom to stop the water. He walked back into the room and removed his crown before placing it back on the dresser.

“We will marry tomorrow night.”

Your eyes widen. You stood up from the bed and walked over to him. “Tomorrow? Isn’t that sudden?”

“I told you it would be soon.”

“Okay but like you didn’t say when so by definition, you telling me this is sudden.”

Shao brushed your comment off and started to unbuckle his pants. “You should join me.”

Last time he had asked you, you were annoyed. Bothered. But this time when he asked, you wanted to.

And god did you hate yourself for wanting to.

“Okay…but you have to keep your hands to yourself.”

Shao stopped in his tracks. He looked at you, a little stunned. He did not actually expect you to take on his offer but he was not complaining in the slightest. “You are asking me to do the impossible, my Empress.”

“Tuh.” You shoved past him a little, going to the bathroom. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll make it possible.”

Shao Kahn chuckled. He had always enjoyed your threats and you couldn’t begin to understand why.

He turned around so he was facing you. By that time you already had your whole evening gown off. You were unclipping your bra.

He watched as your bra fell to the ground. And then you took off your underwear.

This was the first time Shao had seen you naked and he had to admit, it was beautiful sight to see.

You were extremely gorgeous. Everything about you screamed beauty to him. He couldn’t help but get lost in all that was you.

You noticed his staring. You felt yourself get a little shy and you tapped your foot on the ground. “Stop staring at me like that.”

Shao didn’t break his gaze on you. “Like what?”

“Like you enjoy what you’re seeing.”

Shao Kahn broke out of his trance. He took some steps towards you. Very careful steps. The air was thick. It felt like you could cut the tension with a knife.

He made it to you face to face. As much as he wanted to touch you in all the right places, he’d respect what you had said. For now at least.

He lifted your chin up high so your eyes could meet his. “I do enjoy what I’m seeing.”

You hated it. You hated the way the tyrant made you feel. How could he of all people make you feel this way?

Your hands landed on his exposed chest. They rubbed all over slightly before then reaching to the buckle of his pants. You finished unbuckling his pants and when you did, his pants slid down with ease.

No eye contact was broken. You grabbed onto his underwear and slid them down as well. The two of you being completely naked.

“Shall we?” You asked.

Shao stared at you for some time before walking a little bit past you. He got in the tub on the right side, leaning back.

While his bathroom was huge, his tub felt like it was even bigger. Even with you going into the tub there would be a lot of space between you two.

You got in on the left side and sat down before leaning back. “Why do men like cold ass water when they bathe?” You questioned.

Shao gave you a look. “Cold? This is boiling hot.”

“No it is not. My grandma’s frying pan is hotter than this.”

When you said that, it made Shao Kahn laugh. A genuine laugh. You couldn’t help but bust out laughing yourself.

Shao Kahn wanted to appreciate the silence. He really did but he had a few things on his mind. “Why did you join the tournament? And how are you so close to Liu Kang and Kung Lao? You are no monk.”

You gasped sarcastically. “Really? I’m not a monk? Thanks Inspector Gadget.” Shao rolled his eyes playfully but didn’t say anything. You sighed a little. “I was living with my Grandma until I was seven. Someone raided the home and killed her. I lived on the street which felt like decades. Probably about three years. Then I met this one guy. Some thug was messing with him. The guy was a big guy too. Like a big ass guy.” Shao chuckled at the emphasis you put on it.

You tapped your finger on the side of the tub. “Well the big ass guy wasn’t having it. Not at all. He kicked his ass. And when I mean kicked his ass I mean…he really did a number on him. But the guy…this big ass dude didn’t fight him by the usual. Not a gun. Not no punch to the face or kick to the balls. He was…he was using everything. His hands, his feet, his head, everything.”

“So, I went up to him. I was like ‘that was cool! You gotta teach me that!’ He told me that I wasn’t ready. To come to him another time. He tried to walk away but I wouldn’t let him. I was like ‘please. Just tell me how you did that! I need to know! I don’t want to end up like my grandma!’ He turns to me and he goes ‘you really don’t know?’ Told him no. He told me that it was martial arts. But not just any. It was…it was to actually kill someone.”

“Told him my whole story. My parents dipped out on me, grandma died, and he took me in. His name was Master Bo’ Rai Cho.”

At the reveal, Shao Kahn couldn’t believe it. He gave you a look. “That drunken fool?”

“Yup. That’s where I met Liu Kang and then Kung Lao. That’s why we’re so close. I still don’t know why I was chosen to be in the tournament.”

“Because that fool Raiden saw something great.”

You scoffed. “Raiden. Yeah. He’s something.”

The relationship between you and Raiden had always been rocky. You felt like he favored Liu Kang and Kung Lao all the time.

He never believed in you and you’d guess you couldn’t blame him. It was only just now you were in tune with your telekinesis.

“How did you find out about your gift?”

“I was sixteen. I got angry at something. Can’t remember what. But all I saw was…anger and I threw Bo Rai Cho across the room using my mind. They say you usually gain abilities like that through trauma.”

Shao Kahn watched as you went from enjoying telling the story to complete sadness. It stung him a little that your mood could shift so easily.

He grabbed the bottle of soap and placed it on his hands. Then set the bottle down before then grabbing your right foot and rubbing in the soap on your leg. “Gifts such as that are a blessing and a curse.”

You let out a tired sigh. “More so a curse for me.” You played with the soap bottles that were sitting on the ledge. “Everybody has their own thing. Raiden is the God of Thunder. Liu Kang is the chosen one. Kung Lao is the descendant of a great champion. I’m just… me…”

Shao was actually taking in everything you had said. It was starting to make sense to him. As he knew you craved power, he just hadn’t known why.

“You’re going to be The Empress of Outworld. You beat them all in a landslide.”

You couldn’t help but smile at little. Usually you’d argue with him. That you never wanted to do this. That this was all done by force but for some reason now when he said it, it felt right.

Standing up in the water, Shao watched you. He wasn’t expecting for you to go over to his side. You turned your body around and then sat down in the water before leaning your back against his chest.

Shao Kahn was pleasantly surprised but he wouldn’t make that known. He didn’t want you to get up from him. He grabbed the soap bottle and placed some soap in his hands. Then he set the bottle down and began to rub the soap in your back.

You hummed a little at the feeling of his hands on your body. His hands were rough but he made sure to rub softly in your back.

He washed your back with the water until there was no more soap. His hands were clean of soap.

Shao’s hands started to run along your body. Especially at your breasts. He was waiting for you to object but you didn’t.

You moaned at his touches and sat even further back on him. He played with your nipples and cupped your breasts like they belonged to him.

Something came over you. You couldn’t help it. You turned your head around to kiss Shao but he had stopped you.

He placed a finger on your lips. “I want to save that for tomorrow night.”

You were a little shocked. Shao Kahn had more self control then you did.

You turned your head back and allowed Shao Kahn to continue to massage all over your body.

Like you were made for him.

Later on, everyone had disappeared as tomorrow was a busy day.

You didn’t have anything to do. Shao Kahn just told you to show up to the wedding and look pretty.

Bored out your mind with everyone gone, you decided to do some snooping around the palace.

Nothing changed much. You couldn’t find anything that you didn’t see before.

That was until you found a door.

There was something eerie about the door. You couldn’t describe it. Something just told you to open it.

And you opened it.

When opening the door, you walked in further. There were stairs.

You went down the stairs where you could hear cries for help and screams of agony. It disturbed you.

Making it to the very bottom, you saw people were in prison cells. That or they were chained. You were shocked.

Most of the people were monsters or were in mutated form. Besides one.

You walked closer to the woman. She was a black woman with glowing eyes. Her hair was black, straight, and in a bob. Her outfit was completely yellow.

You had wondered what the woman could’ve possibly done for her to end up down here.

She noticed your presence. She immediately stood up from the ground and hurried to you in an instant. She of course was stopped by the cell. “Please! You have to help me! I’ll do anything! I’m good for it! Tell the Kahn that I’m good for it! My name is Tanya.”

You tilted your head at the woman. You were no fool. There was something about her that didn’t seem so innocent.

You leaned against the wall and motioned with your hand for her to talk. “Well, Tanya you might want to convince me as to why I should let you go. It’s kinda creepy down here and I want to bounce.”

“Shao Kahn slaughtered everyone when he raided Edenia. He had only kidnapped a few of us. Now, I am not sure where the rest of my people are. And I don’t care. I just want out of here.”

Tanya pauses as she takes a good look at you. “You are not from Outworld.”

“How’d you figure that one out?”

“You do not talk as if you are from Outworld. Also, everyone in Outworld knows not to come down here. They are afraid of what Shao Kahn might do to them. You must be from Earthrealm.”

“Ding-ding-ding! We have a winner!” You said sarcastically. You stopped leaning on the wall and walked closer to her cell. “My name is (Y/N). And I don’t think he’s gonna do much to me. He’s got a soft spot for me.”

Tanya’s eyes widen at this. “An Earthrealmer? I had not predicted Shao Kahn would fall for one.”

“Story of my life. Still haven’t really convinced me as to why I should put myself in jeopardy to release you.”

“I am loyal! I will serve the Kahn of Outworld. Please. You have to convince him.”

You thought about it for a moment. You were going to be with Shao Kahn whether you liked it or not. You mind as well get something out of it.

“You will not.” You told her. “You will serve me. I am to be the Empress of Outworld tomorrow night.”

Tanya could not believe that. “An Earthrealmer being an Empress? Shao Kahn must be love struck.”

“Trust me, I’m banging my head against the wall about it. Know this though, do not underestimate me for being an Earthrealmer. Do not think you can cross me.”

“I would never, Empress.”

You gave her one final look as if to really see if this was worth it. You then shrugged at it. What was the worse Shao could do to you?

“Stand back.”

Tanya listened to your command and walked away from the bars on the cell. You stared at the bars. You concentrated everything with your mind. You then ended up destroying the bars with your mind.

Tanya looked at you in amazement. “I have never seen an Earthrealmer with so much power.”

“I’m a hat full of tricks.” You grabbed Tanya’s hand and helped her out of the cell. “Come on.”

You brought her upstairs. Then made sure to close the door behind you.

When you turned around, you saw Shao Kahn sitting in the dining area with Shang Tsung, Reiko, Skarlet, and Mileena.

You motioned for Tanya to follow you. Shao turned into your direction and when he had seen you with Tanya, his face twisted with confusion and anger.

You spoke before he would get the chance.

“She already pledged her allegiance to me so don’t go out on a villain monologue on why she needed to stay down there. She’ll prove she’s worthy. And if she doesn’t…simply end her. You can’t always scare your way into people following you. You wanted an Earthrealm Empress. This how we deal with things in Earthrealm.”

Shao stayed silent as he heard your explanation. The others awaited to for his anger to combust. For him to get rowdy with you but he did not. He stayed silent.

When Skarlet had seen this, she immediately stood up from her seat. “Emperor, she made a decision without consulting you! She puts this whole empire at risk for the generosity that she shows!”

“Oh?” You questioned her. “Was it not generosity when Shao Kahn took you off the streets and taught you blood magic?” You turned to Mileena. “Was it not generosity for Shao Kahn making Shang Tsung give you life?” You turned to Reiko. “Was it not generosity that saved your ass from death because he had listened to me instead of himself?” You finally turned to look at Shang Tsung. “Was it not generosity for him to give your old ass life and now you don’t look like a dying raisin anymore.”

You turned back to Shao that looked like he was pondering on your words. “Is this not generosity? Taking me in? Treating me like I am your own? Is that not what this is? Call me weak if you want to but you’re the one that wanted a weak woman.”

Shao Kahn stayed silent. Skarlet had seen he was really siding with you. “Emperor I-“

Shao lifted his hand up to stop her from speaking. “You are far from weak, (Y/N).” He put his hand down. “You are going to be the new Empress. You are free to do or make any decisions as you please.”

The tyrant actually supported you? Now everyone had seen everything.

“Join us for dinner.”

Tanya bent down to whisper in your ear. “I am amazed at how much of a soft spot he has for you.”

You snickered a little. “I told you.”

You and Tanya took your seats. When you were sat down, Shao Kahn spoke to Reiko. “Reiko. Thank (Y/N) as without her you would not be alive.”

Reiko turned his attention towards you. “Thank you, Empress.”

You shrugged some while eating. “It’s whatever.”

Everyone heard plates clatter and turned to see Skarlet aggressively slam her fork down and walk away.

Shao Kahn rolled his eyes at her behavior. “She is always a brat.”

You shook your head and continued eating your food, wondering how much longer Skarlet’s behavior towards you would go on.

It was late at night. You and Shao Kahn were getting ready for bed. He was sitting at the edge of the bed rubbing lotion all over his body.

You were at the dresser, taking off your earrings and necklace.

You wanted to fight the feeling you had toward him. Everything in your being was screaming to not fall for the man but you couldn’t help it.

The way he stuck up for you in front of everyone was not only kind of him but was extremely sexy to you.

You felt the wetness between your thighs form. You bit your lip slightly as you tried to push away those thoughts.

“Thank you. For sticking up for me back there.”

Shao didn’t bother to look up to you. “I trust if that Edenian betrays you, she will be dealt with.”

“Of course.”

“Then I don’t care what you do.”

You finished taking all your jewels off and turned to look at him. He was shirtless and had his boxers on while he lotions his body.

You licked your lips. You tried to fight off all of the thoughts that ran through your head.

But you couldn’t. You were only human.

You walked over to Shao Kahn and stood before him. Shao looked up at you and your eyes meet.

You sit on his lap and kiss all over his neck. Shao Kahn groaned in pleasure. He threw the lotion aside and his hands clung on to your back.

Luckily for you, you had were in your night gown. You rode your nightgown up where your underwear was seen.

You placed your clothed clit onto his thigh and began to go back and forth on him. You moaned out in pleasure.

Shao Kahn licked his lips at the sight and held onto your hips as you rode his thigh. He made sure to help you go back and forth at a steady pace.

You moaned loudly. His thigh was perfect for you to ride. It was big and bold. You didn’t have to do much moving for constant pleasure to hit your clit.

“This is what I like to see.” He told you. His right hand slid on your ass and gave it a grip before smacking it. You moaned. “Keep going until you cum all over my thigh. I want you to make a mess on me.”

You held on tightly. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you focused moving on him up and down. Shao Kahn bounced his thigh slightly so he could meet with your force.

“Oh god, yes.”

Shao Kahn ripped your entire night gown apart and immediately attached his lips on your right breast. You gasped at the feeling of his tongue colliding with your nipple.

You continued moving on him back and forth, closing your eyes in the process. Shao played with your other breast. You clawed at his back and he only groaned in pleasure as a response.

Shao pulled away from your breasts and watched you ride his thigh. Your head was swinging back in pleasure. He brought your chin down and made you look at him in the eyes. “Look at me. I want to watch you fall apart.”

You hesitantly opened your eyes and there Shao Kahn was looking at you, awaiting for you to cum all over his thigh. “It feels so good.” Shao placed his hands on your hips and moved you faster on his thigh. “Oh god. Oh my god.”

“Like this?”

“Yes. Please. Oh my god. I’m so close.” You felt your eyes about to close again but you forced them open knowing he would be mad if you closed them.

The two of you looked in each others eyes as you inched closer to your release. “I’m cumming. Oh Shao please let me cum. Please. Please.”

“That’s right. Cum on me, my Empress. Let it all out.”

You continued to hump on his thigh. He bounced his leg a little to meet you halfway. You clawed on his arm. You were about to throw your head back but he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him.

“Oh yes. Yes. I’m cumming. I’m cumming.”

Shao Kahn helped you ride your orgasm out as you continued to spit out incoherent sentences. He made you finish completely on his thigh.

You took in a deep breath when you were done. “What did I do to deserve such a gift?” He questioned.

You chuckled slightly. “I just felt like it.” He began to kiss your neck softly and you moaned at his touches. “Stop before I make another bad decision.”

“I like your bad decisions.”

You moaned more when he sucked on your sweet spot but he soon pulled away. He laid you down on the bed. Then he reaches over to turn off the lamp.

The room was dark. He grabbed the blanket and placed it over the two of you. “Tomorrow you will be truly mine.”

Even after all this you still didn’t know if marrying him was the best idea.



child reader that’s like Matilda, has a weird family, book smart, and has a telekinetic powers meeting the slashers(of your chose) for the first time -🪱anon

Hi worm anon! This is such a cute idea, its been a while since I watched Matilda so I apologize if anything is wrong (I need to watch it again, that movie is great) I decided to do Billy and Stu and I did a female reader, I hope that's alright! Billy and Stu X (platonic) Child reader that is like Matilda! Female reader - she/her and you is used

You had always been a very smart kid and preferred things your family deemed as "weird". While they would lounge around all day around the tv, you would be in your room reading a book. A book that was made for an older reading level usually. Your older sibling liked to go to the arcade every week and spend his allowance on the video games and sweets they offered. Meanwhile you liked to save your money up, and go to the library with your little red wagon and borrow new books. The librarians always liked to try and direct you to books that were "more appropriate for your age", but those books were far too short and boring! Besides, you had probably read all those books already by the time you were two.

One day when you were walking back home with your wagon rolling along side you, you noticed a strange red trail on your front porch. You weren't dumb. You knew it was blood. But who's? But it seems your question was answered when the front door opened and revealed two tall people in strange costumes, and behind them you could barley see your father laying on the floor. Looking up at the figures you clenched a thick book in your hand and held it back, ready to swing, as tears weld up in your eyes. Sure your family wasn't the best. But that didn't mean you wanted to see them dead on the floor... "Shit dude! Who's the kid?!" A male voice spoke behind the mask. "Obviously someone who knew them." Another male voice spoke behind the other mask. "Probably their kid..." He mumbled. "What do we do?!" The first voice panicked. The shorter disguised male began pulling a knife out. "No!" The taller man yelled and shoved him against the door. "What are you doing?!" Shorter yelled. "She saw!" "She's like four, Billy!" The taller one yelled at the shorter one, which you now knew as Billy. "Five..." You couldn't help but say, making the boys turn to look at you. You sniffled, tears and snot running down your face as your body shook like a leaf. "I'm five. Not four..." And something about the way you looked at the ground, scared and confused, made the boys hearts melt in guilt. Something in them in that moment made them want to protect you. So they took you to who you would learn to be Stu's house. They sat you on the couch, Billy pacing behind it in panic, while Stu sat next to you and tried to get to know you better. "What's your name?" "Y/n." "How old are you, Y/n?" "I already told you! I'm five! Geez you're just like my parents! They never could remember my age, let alone my birthday..." Billy's head perked up at that, as well as Stu's. "Why didn't they remember? They're your parents." Billy asked. You huffed and slouched against the couch. "Because they never cared about me because I'm too weird. They just watched tv and ate junk food all day." Billy and Stu gave each other a look. Seems like they made a good choice in picking that house as their next victims. "Wait... Are you guys like... My guardian protectors?" "Your wha-" "my guardian protectors! Just like in my book! You knew I needed help so you came!" And you rambled on about your little book and how you thought these two teenage serial killers were here to protect you and saved you from your strange family. Billy and Stu just grinned. This was perfect. So they nodded and went along with everything you said. Billy and Stu agreed that night as Stu tucked you into his bed that they would be your guardians. They would do anything and everything for you. You were now a Macher Loomis.

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You surprisingly settled in with the two boys quite quickly. You usually stayed at Stu's house since his parents weren't usually home (and frankly Stu's house was a lot nicer than Billy's due to his money). But when they were Billy would just sneak you to his house. After all, it wasn't like he had any parents to worry about finding you. It was quite easy keeping you hidden surprisingly! Because you didn't play with toys made for your age, the boys didn't have to worry about someone finding a random doll some where in their house, or a toy making noise on accident and drawing attention. You were happy with your books of course, but also with some sketch books and markers and pencils. Things That was easy to hide if needed and didn't draw attention. You loved to sit on the counter as Stu and Billy cooked you guys dinner and spit facts at them. Stu loved hearing about all the things you knew about space, animals, and how quickly you could do math equations. He could randomly give you a problem with no warning and you'd have the answer in seconds. Billy loved hearing about what you knew about nature, big vocab words even he didn't know, and of course what new books you had just read. Speaking of books. The boys were very surprised at all the things you read... One day Billy and Stu were watching IT, and it took them a solid twenty minutes to notice you had snuck out of your room and were watching it with them. Stu frantically reached for the remote to stop the movie, while Billy was picking you up and telling you that, despite being five and being a big girl, this movie was to mature for you. "The book is way better, and scarier." You simply shrugged. Billy and Stu stared at you in awe. Did their kid seriously read one of the most famous horror novels? A novel that was over a THOUSAND pages? "Silence of the lambs was also way better as a book than a movie." "Okay we seriously need to check your bookshelf out..."

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Billy and Stu were very surprised that you came home with a detention slip. You had finally got signed up for school (another thing your family didn't bother to do) and you were so excited! You're a good kid! So why detention? "What happened, kiddo?" Stu asked. "I don't know! The teacher says I hit her with a marker, But I didn't! I swear, papa, I didn't!" Tears weld in your eyes. Stu picked you up and began shushing you. "Its alright, it's alright. If you didn't do it who did? We can go to the school and explain it." "That's the strange thing," You sniffled. "No one threw it. I was just looking at it and I thought it would be funny if it hit Ms. Wrench. And then it flew and hit her!" "Uhhh... Billy?" Stu turned to Billy in hope that he would have an explanation. But he looked just as confused as Stu. Some tests at home, asking you to do the same thing and have you move paper, silverware, dvds, they came to the conclusion that you had powers. "Might as well change your name to Carrie!" "But no pig blood, please!" "haha yeah no-! Wait- how do you know about that?" "Uhhh..." "Dang it, Billy check her book shelf again!" "I CAN HANDLE IT!" "YOU ARE FIVE-"

Oenomel (Dean Winchester x Reader smut)

Summary: You are telekinetic and like Dean, not knowing he also likes you

Oenomel. / (ˈiːnəˌmɛl) / noun. a drink made of wine and honey. literary a source of strength and sweetness. 

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: oral sex, fingering, sexy times

Word count: 2360

Note: I wrote this few years ago and now I kinda want to write part 2? What do you think? Yes? No? Let me know. Also like/ reblog or both if you like it :)  

They found you when you were lost and scared and took you in when you had nowhere to go. They gave you shelter, food and good company. Eventually they became your new family. They accepted you and made sure you weren’t in any danger. Ever since you were little you could move stuff with your mind. You didn’t know how, you just did. No one knew about it until one day your mother saw you in your room as books were flying around you. She thought you were The Devil himself (you now laugh whenever you think about that because you have actually met The Devil) and she tried to kill you with a butcher knife. It was like you were Stephen King’s Carrie. Your dad was at work that day so you were on your own with her. You tried to explain to her but she wouldn’t listen so at 16 you ran away.  You lived in a motel for the next 4 years using your powers to steal money and food before Sam and Dean found you. You were in a bar and a random dude wouldn’t take no for an answer. Eventually he became a little more aggressive and started groping you. When you tried to leave the bar he followed you and well that was when you snapped and flew the guy across the parking lot. You were angry, and when you were angry or even scared you would go into panic mode and use your powers a little too hard. That night you killed someone. The brothers were just about to enter the bar when they saw everything. Since then your life turned around for better. You were lucky. Sam even taught you how to control your ability. You would get up every day at around 6am to go for a morning run with him just to clear your mind and soul. It helped a lot. You weren’t so angry anymore at the universe for giving you the gift you didn’t want. You accepted it. Now, five years later you were in a very good place. You were hunting with the Winchesters, reading books and saving the day on an occasion. You were helping them a lot on the job, killing monsters like it was child’s play. Sometimes Dean would try to stop you from going saying he didn’t want you to get hurt but you wouldn’t take no for an answer. Sam on the other hand knew of what you were capable of so he didn’t protest.   *** “Hey (Y/N) can you use your powers on Sam and kick his ass? He chugged the last bottle of my beer.” “It’s not your beer Dean.” Sam told him. “Shut up.” “Dean you’re such a child.” You told him showing a piece of bacon in your mouth.     “Yeah I am.” He told you. “He also threw away my pie.”  He then added giving Sam a bitch face. “IT HAS BEEN SITTING IN THE FRIGDE FOR 2 WEEKS! YOU SHOULD HAVE EATEN IT BEFORE WE LEFT FOR NEW YORK!” Sam clapped back. “I forgot okay. Who knew we would be searching for that demon for 2 freakin weeks. Can you at least make his obnoxiously fabulous hair not fabulous?” “I know you just want to see me use my powers, Dean.” You put your fork down and closed your eyes wanting to try something you have been practicing for a while. “What are you doing?” Dean asked. “Shut up Dean!” You said. Ten seconds later a bottle of beer flew right in and landed right in front of Dean. “You’re welcome.” You said and opened your eyes. “How did you do that?” Sam’s eyes were wide open while his jaw was on the floor. “I practiced. Turns out I can use my powers for long distances if I put my mind in the right place. I just mentally went to the nearest store and took the bottle.” “So freakin cool.” Dean said. His expression was so cute. Like a child who just got their favorite toy. “Thank you.” After breakfast you went to your room to catch up on your reading since it was Saturday while Sam was searching with Dean your next case. “So, will you tell her?” Sam asked his older brother. “Tell her what Sam?” “Tell her you have a thing for her?” Dean lifted his head up from his laptop to look at his little brother. Sam just stared back trying not to laugh because Dean’s face went from calm to petrified in two seconds. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He finally said. “Sure and Lucifer is a great guy.” Sam sassed back. “Shut up!” He indeed had a thing for you. He was in fact infatuated by you. You were so kind, smart, funny, so beautiful, had great taste in music, a total badass with your powers and god damn…a great ass. They were silent after that. Dean felt a little bit awkward because now he knew Sam knew and Sam was enjoying every second of it. The silence was suddenly interrupted by you storming out of your room with your phone yelling curse words. “DEAN I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!” You yelled. “What? Why?” The poor bastard didn’t see it coming. Before he could comprehend you held up a finger and pointed at him as a book flew, hitting him in the stomach. He bent in pain before screaming what the hell at you. “WHY DID YOU GIVE THAT ANNOYING ASS GUY MY PHONE NUMBER?” “What guy?” Sam asked confused. “The guy who kept telling me cheesy pick up lines and saying how I have good hips for carrying a freakin child!” “Oh…” Was all that left Sam’s mouth. The situation was this: after you finished that case in New York and came back home, you went to your local bar to celebrate. Long story short Sam was your designated driver for the night. You two were trashed. Dean got a little too flirty with the waitress and you didn’t like that. You didn’t like that at all considering you had a huge crush on him that not even Sam knew about.  Jokingly when she came to get our order, yet again, you told her IN FRONT OF DEAN that he had a bad case of Chlamydia and that she should run. You could say Dean was pissed and when that guy started flirting with you he decided to get even. “Why did you tell the waitress I have Chlamydia? I can’t go to that bar anymore (Y/N).” “I like that bar.” He added sounding offended. “I WAS DRUNK!” You told him. “I didn’t know what I was saying.” Liar… “Don’t care, you still ruined me.” “Yeah that’s better than having someone constantly texting you how hot you are-“ You then felt the phone buzz in your hand. You looked at it only to see- “AND SENDING YOU DICK PICTUES! OH GOD!” “Is he big?” Dean asked as Sam covered his mouth trying not to laugh…again. “Don’t make me throw you across the room.” You said and went to your room pissed. You only came out for lunch that day. You ate as much as you could as fast as you could and went back to your room. You were still mad at Dean and a little bit frustrated. It has been a while since you had any luck in the bedroom department. Everything came back to Dean, you couldn’t sleep with strangers because you liked him and you couldn’t be with anyone else because....well, Dean. Dean, Dean, Dean…that man was going to be the death of you. You spent all day just reading and trying to distract your mind from your undisclosed desires. That had lasted until 10pm. Sam said he was going out and since you and Dean still didn’t talk you figured he was going out as well. So, naturally you decided to do what any other human does when horny. Watch porn on your phone and masturbate. You were in the mood for some fluffy straight porn. You took off your sweatpants and panties, put your earphones on and pressed play. Your hand went between your legs as you slowly started to play with your clit. It took you a few minutes before you could really feel the heat of your body and you were moaning softly. Only if you knew Dean was in his room, next to yours and he could hear you through the thin wall. “What the hell?” He mumbled. When he realized you were doing what you were doing his cheeks went red as he felt his dick getting hard. He tried not to listen but to no avail. He liked your sweet moans more than he should. His brain was telling him not to be a creep but of course he couldn’t stop himself. In the room next to his you were slowly falling apart as your orgasm was getting closer. You were arching your back and not even watching the damn thing; just listening was enough at this point. When you finally reached your high you heard a loud bang…and then another. Not even realizing what happened you saw your bedroom door open and Dean, just standing there. “DEAN WHAT THE HELL I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING OUT?!” You yelled and covered yourself with a blanket. “Why is your night stand cracked in half and your lamp broken???” “It’s nothing.” It clearly was something since your powers never manifested during your happy times. It then hit you like a brick. “Oh God did you hear me?” “Yeah.” “Oh God kill me.” “Why? It’s hot.” He said.   “Wait what?” He closed the door. “I said…” And sat onto the bed next to you. “That was hot.” “You must be joking.” You said giving him an awkward smile. “Nope.” You looked down only to see his obvious boner and blushing like you have just seen him naked. “Well, clearly you did like it.” You then said. “If you were making happy noises why did you mess up your room?” “I don’t know. This has never happened during my happy times…interesting.” “I’m sorry I gave that jerk your number.” Dean smiled. “I’m sorry I told the waitress you had Chlamydia. I got jealous.” You confessed. You were afraid of his answer. Your stomach was turning, anxiety fucking with your mind, until you saw Dean with a huge ass grin on his face. “I knew you were jealous.” “You did?” “Well suspected.” “Well sue me, I like you.” There it was the words you thought you would never say. “Like, like me like me?” He played oblivious. You rolled your eyes and playfully punched him in the shoulder. “Yeah. So does this mean things will be awkward from now on?” He had never shown any interest in you in that way so you were afraid since your secret was out there will be weird tension between you two. You had no idea… He was still smiling, but something was different about his whole face; it lit up like a candle. The look he was giving you was a whole different story too. You have seen it many times but only when he would flirt with other women. He then, out of the blue, leaned in and gently placed a kiss on your lips. You were surprised by his actions in a good way and definitely relived. You skipped the awkward part you thought was inevitable. Turns out it’s not.   “Do you REALLY think that?” He asked you. “Um…” You started. “So you…?” “Yeah, very much.” He finally confessed. “Then why flirt with the waitress?” You squinted your eyes giving him a look of suspicion. Kinda like a cat. “Trying to fill the void that is you.” He said in kind of sarcastic tone. “Never really thought you would feel the same.” “You could have saved us a lot of time, you know that?” “That goes for you too ya know.” “Yeah I know.” You smiled before cupping his face with your hands and crashing his lips on yours. He moved onto the bed and went on top of you. This time the kiss lasted longer and it wasn’t as innocent. It was filled with lust and want. You both knew where this was going, hell you both wanted it too, it has been so long… Clothes were hitting the floor fast and soon you were both skin against skin. Dean showered you with kisses, cheeks, lips, jaw, neck, breasts, stomach… When he placed a kiss on your already wet pussy you gasped. He licked slow, taking his sweet time and letting you relax. You tugged on his hair as soon as you felt two fingers enter you pumping as he licked your clit. “Dean…shit.” His pace got faster overtime, gradually making you arch your back and falling apart. “Dean, please….don’t let me cum!” You managed to say. “Why?” He lifted his head up, fingers still inside you. “I don’t want to trash my room even more.” “But…” “I want to trash it, but in one go.” You winked. “Awesome.” He smirked and didn’t waste any time, positioned himself between your legs and went in. He was thick, big and prefect. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, move please.” He did, slow at first. You kissed and bit his shoulder before he started pounding into you, his gaze never leaving yours. He was completely lost in you. The room smelled of sweat and sex while the bed post slammed against the wall. “Fuck!” “Cum for me (Y/N)!” “Oh my god!” You screamed as you came all over him. You didn’t even notice your closet; it wasn’t a closet anymore…just boards and your clothes were on the floor. Also your bathroom door flew open hitting the tile wall. Dean came right after you moaning your name which was the hottest thing you have ever heard. He collapsed next to you covered in sweat and trying to catch his breath. “I broke my closet.” “You’re more powerful than you think (Y/N).” “And you’re freakin awesome in bed.”  

Steve’s No Good, Very Bad Day

This is something a little different from what I usually do so I hope you guys like it! Please leave your thoughts and title ideas in the comments!

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Steve was just wrapping up at work one day, getting ready to run some errands when the kids stampeded through the door. He hardly even had time to sigh before Dustin was trying to negotiate for him to give them a ride to the community pool. 

“Steve, it’s eighty four degrees outside right now and the community pool is a mile away. If we bike there in these conditions, we could get heat stroke and die. What kind of friend would you be if you let us die when you could’ve prevented it? Since we all know you’re my best friend, you should give us a ride.”

“Dude, no. I have errands to run and I’m really not in the mood to babysit,” Steve said, shaking his head. He had better things to do than drive them around town all day. Like buying himself groceries and toilet paper, interesting stuff. 

“Please, Steve? We’re counting on you! Just give us a ride and we’ll leave you alone for the rest of the weekend!” Lucas bartered. 

“I’m hosting DnD at my house tomorrow,” Steve said, completely deadpan. 

“And we’ll leave you alone until then!” Dustin jumped in. “Please?”

“Son of a bitch, fine! Go wait by my car. Jesus Christ, you’re truly annoying. You know that, right?”

“Thanks Steve!” Dustin called and ran to wait by his car. 

Steve just sighed and shook his head. He didn’t sign up for this. He loves those kids but goddamn, he just wanted one day to himself after working customer service and faking smiles all morning. Nevertheless, he climbed into his car and cranked the AC before heading towards the pool. 

“So where’s Will, Max, and El? Are you guys hanging out with them today too?”

“Of course we are,” Dustin answered snootily. “They’re our friends.”

“They’re meeting us at the pool,” Lucas added. 

“Well, thank you Lucas for answering my question,” he turned to look at Dustin in the passenger seat. “You need to lose the ‘tude, Henderson. I’m doing you shitheads a favor. Tone it down.”

“Sorry,” Dustin muttered. 

They traveled the rest of the way in silence with only the soft tones of Simon and Garfunkel playing softly through the radio. When they turned into the pool’s parking lot, something felt off. Steve couldn’t put his finger on it. Nothing looked out of the blue but something was wrong, he was certain. 

“Stay in the car, I’ll be right back.” He opened his door and Henderson opened his as well. “Dustin, please. Just stay in the car for a minute.”

“Wha- but…”

“Dustin!” He gave him a confused look but shut the door regardless. 

Steve saw Max, Will, and El rounding the corner and ran up to them. They looked fine too but something still felt off. His stomach was twisting in warning and he didn’t know why. 

“Hey guys-”

“Steve? I didn’t know you’d be coming. We could’ve used the ride,” Max snarked.

“Listen, something feels off. Get in my car,” Steve told them. His heart started beating faster and he could feel sweat dripping on his forehead. His adrenaline was going crazy and he didn’t know why. 

“Steve, there isn’t enough room. We won’t fit-” Will tried to explain but he was cut off by the sound of gunfire. El threw up her hands to telekinetically redirect the bullets and Steve tackled Max and El to the ground. 

He lightly smacked his head on the cement but he picked himself up soon enough. When he looked around the parking lot, there were dozens of government agents facing El with their guns drawn. 

“Eleven. We are with a secret department of the United States government. If you come with us peacefully, we’ll let your friends live.” As the woman in charge was talking, Steve noticed a man standing behind El raise his gun to her head. 

“El!” He jumped up from the ground the pushed her away from the path of the gun as it fired. He felt a sharp, searing pain in his shoulder and then he was back on the ground. 

“Steve!” She looked over at him but he just shook his head with his teeth clenched. 

“Kill them!” He felt bad about ordering a kid to kill the fifteen agents, not for them but for her. She didn’t deserve to carry their deaths on her conscience. But as he saw all of their necks snap in unison, he couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. 

All of the kids surrounded him worriedly. The boys looked slightly nauseous while Max and El were looking at his shoulder in concern.

“Steve? Are you okay, buddy? I’m pretty sure you got shot.” Dustin told him gently, just as he had in Billy’s Camaro all those years ago. 

“El… you okay?” Steve asked her quietly. It was getting harder for him to speak. It felt like there was a fog over him that was pulling him under.

“Of course I am okay, Steve. You were the one that was shot,” she told him matter-of-factly. 

“Hmm, yeah makes sense. Fucking... figures,” and then he lost consciousness. 

~*~*~*~

When he woke up, it was to a bland hospital room. His head ached, his shoulder throbbed, and his throat was dry. As annoyed as he was with the situation, Steve was glad that he had been there for the kids. Who knew what would’ve happened if he hadn’t gotten there when he did. Would El have that man’s bullet in her head? Would Max and Will be dead due to a slew of bullets? He’s glad he would never have to find out. 

He was so lost in his thoughts of what could have happened that he didn’t notice Hopper stepping in until he spoke. 

“What the hell were you thinking?” Hopper hissed angrily. 

“What do you mean?” Steve asked in confusion. It almost seemed like Hopper was mad at him but he was pretty positive that he had no reason to be. 

“Why the hell were you taking the kids to the pool? You know that people are after her and you just took her out into the open? How could you do something so stupid?!”

Steve’s entire body flinched at his comment. “Hop, the kids were going anyway. The only reason I was there was to give Dustin, Lucas, and Mike a ride. The other kids were meeting them there. I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You’re the adult, Harrington! You should’ve told them no and then none of us would be in this situation!” 

“Hop, I’m sorry. Next time I’ll be more careful. I know it must’ve been scary to see your kids like that…”

“You’re not my son!” He screamed at him in fury.

Steve’s blood turned cold. “Wh-what?”

“El is my daughter and your actions almost got her killed! And you put all the other kids in danger too. I don’t know if Joyce and I can forgive you for this, Harrington.”

Hopper shook his head derisively one last time and stalked out of the hospital room. Steve just laid there in shock. He didn’t know why Hopper was so mad at him or why he decided that Steve wasn’t worth any effort anymore. He didn’t know why he always pushed away his parental figures but this was three people now that he managed to disappoint so it had to be an issue with him. All he could do was close his eyes and cry at the unfairness of it all.

~*~*~*~

Between visits from Eddie and Robin, Steve was alone. The kids were banned from seeing him due to what Hopper had coined ‘reckless endangerment’ and it wasn’t like he had anyone else interested in visiting him. So it was a surprise when a chastened Hopper entered his room. 

“Hey kid, how are you doing?” He asked him softly. 

Steve just stared at him. He wasn’t sure where he and Hop stood after he screamed at him just a few days prior. 

“Look Steve, I want to apologize. I uh, I didn’t have all of the information and I blamed you when it wasn’t your fault. I know now that you were there to protect the kids and you did a great job other than getting shot and getting another concussion. I’m sorry.”

“I meant Will. When I said you were worried about your kids. I meant Will and El. I know you don’t consider me your son, why would you? Literally no one wants to be my parent so I get it-”

“Steve, I do consider you my kid. I shouldn’t have said that and I only did out of anger. You didn’t deserve that and I’ll make it up to you. You’re going to move into the house with us until you get better,” he promised him. 

Steve just shook his head though, “don’t worry about it. Eddie is going to stay at my house until I can use my arm. You don’t have to worry about it.”

“Harrington, I don’t care if I have to kidnap your sorry ass. You’re staying with me, Joyce, and the kids until you’re better.”

“This is part of your apology, threats of kidnapping? What the fuck, Hop?” Steve exclaimed, absolutely perplexed. 

“Yeah, did it work?”

Steve huffed, “get me some orange Jello and I’ll consider it.”

They had a ways to go until they were back to where they were but they’d get there. Steve would forgive him in time and Hopper would forgive himself eventually too.

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‘Avatar: The Last Airbender’ Trio Bonded by Taking Naps on Appa Between Shoots: ‘We Couldn’t Stop Kicking One Another’

In the world of “Avatar: The Last Airbender,” a sky bison makes for the best nap spot, the young cast soon learned.

Gordon Cormier, who plays the show’s main character Aang, shared that he and fellow co-stars Kiawentiio and Ian Ousley, who play siblings Katara and Sokka, bonded on set by napping on Appa, Aang’s giant flying bison, for hours at a time between shoots.

The trio would end up “kicking one another” to try and secure more space on the furry fake creature, leading to skirmishes and laughs shared afterward.

“They told us that we have to wait up there [on Appa] for 15 minutes and that we could come down, but it’d be kind of useless. So we stay up there; 30 minutes go by, and nothing is happening. We eventually started napping and forming this crazy puzzle shape to stay in the saddle, and we started kicking and shoving one another,” Cormier said. “We were all getting really mad at each other. It was a great memory because now I can look back at it and think about how pissed off we were because we were all trying to sleep. It took like an hour but was a good bonding experience.”

Cormier shared the story at the premiere of Netflix’s new series, an adaptation of the original animated Nickelodeon show of the same name, at The Egyptian Theatre Hollywood in Hollywood.

In addition to Kiawentiio and Ousley, stars Dallas Liu, Ken Leung, Paul Sun-Hyung Lee and Daniel Dae Kim, who play Zuko, Commander Zhao, Iroh and Fire Lord Ozai, respectively, joined showrunner Albert Kim and others at the red carpet.

Ousley’s Sokka is a warrior of the Southern Water Tribe, a nation where some people can manipulate, or “bend,” water telekinetically, and the older brother to Kiawentiio’s Katara, a water bender herself.

When asked to reveal what “older brother pranks” he’d play on his television younger sister, Ousley confessed he’d often distract Kiawentiio during her most “serious” scenes by making faces at her in an attempt to break character.

“I would try to make her laugh when the camera wasn’t on me. So sometimes she’d be in serious scenes, and I’d try and do something goofy to make her laugh because we’d been filming for like 12 hours,” Ousley said. “She’d get so mad and tell me, ‘Dude, I’m literally supposed to be crying here.'”

For her part, Kiawentiio described Ousley as her “adopted older brother” and recalled that a favorite tradition of the trio would be to grab Bubble “Boba” tea after a long day of shooting: “In the two or three years since we’ve met each other, we’ve gotten super close, and they really are like my family.” 

The series follows Aang (Cormier), the young Avatar, as he learns to master the four elements (water, earth, fire and air) to restore balance to a world threatened by the Fire Nation. Alongside his newfound friends Sokka (Ousley) and Katara (Kiawentiio), Aang embarks on a quest to save the world and fight back against the onslaught of Fire Lord Ozai (Daniel Dae Kim).

Fans of the original “Avatar” series have expressed concerns about the new show’s faithfulness to the Nickelodeon series. Original creators Bryan Konietzko and Michael Dante DiMartino, who had spent two years developing the live-action adaptation for Netflix, previously exited over creative differences, leaving Kim as the sole showrunner.

At the premiere, Kim tried to ease fans’ fears by assuring them that he, too, was a fan of the original show.

“My message to fans is that, like them, I am first and foremost a fan,” Kim said. “So I understand all their concerns, I understand all the expectations they have, and it’s not something we take lightly. So, I hope that they’ll give us a chance and that they can appreciate everything that we’ve done.”

The original “Avatar” show ran for three seasons, but Kim didn’t specify how many seasons he plans for the Netflix adaptation to span. He said he’d love to work on the show for as long as “fans want them to.” The showrunner also noted the original show’s sequel series, “The Legend of Korra,” and multiple comic books as inspiration points for the series.

“We’re all obviously aware of ‘Korra’ and all the other follow-up works like comic books and novelizations, and we drew upon a lot of that in the building this season,” Kim said. “I think fans will recognize some of that when they watch what we’ve done.”

Netflix’s “Avatar: The Last Airbender” will premiere on Feb. 22.

Destiny enemies and enemy models that I really really liked and could've been used more:

Marauder Ultras:

They're fun to fight! They're fast, can use stealth, can use shock blades, and don't have to Boss StompTM. I would've loved to see these guys decked in white, cream, blue, and black if they were on Europa. You don't have to give em Stasis but a different boss than just Large and slow Captain is a nice change of pace.

House Salvation elites (Enforcers, Disciples, and Assisstants)

>Makes 3 custom enemy types that use Darkness powers for the first time, all with unique models and animations

>barely uses them

>they disappear for 2 years

They didn't come back til Seraph! SERAPH. Come on man. These fuckers should've been everywhere throughout BL. I also think their lack of appearance also contributed to the lack of urgency of the "our enemies have darkness now" threat. I mean, we fought like 8 or 9 named "Salvation Elites" but most were just standard Ultra Captains. If they were Elites, they could've just been these guys.

Side note: Out of the new factions of Lucent Hive, Shadow Legion, and House Salvation. Salvation didn't get an "invasion" season to go with their expansion. Robbed. Truly. They made a Military-Industrial Complex and barely set foot anywhere else besides Europa. I also think this was a factor that didnt create any kind of urgency during BL.

Berserkers

Need I say more? Look at this swagged out motherfucker. If House Salvation really subsumed multiple houses under its banner, Kells Scourge included, should've thrown a couple of these bozos out there. Alter the shield mechanic to be more easily disabled by a solo player. Could even make their armor jet black. Given they have stealth itd be a nice visual contrast when they reveal themselves. I didn't play Scourge of the Past too much, but I did enjoy these guys when I did.

(Can you tell I'm biased at this point?)

Psion Flayers

Easy miniboss material. They dont have to be Ultra sized, maybe just slightly bigger than standard Psions. Could even give them a supporting role on the battlefield. Empowering Cabal around them with their enhanced telekinetics, those enhancements varying by elemental type and tying back to our Light 3.0 abilities. (Sun Flayer/Solar=heal, Abyss Flayer/Void=overshields, Storm Flayer/Arc=movement speed). Of course, their armor would have to have more visual differences and distinct silouhettes as I imagine trying to pick out which one is which based on color alone could be difficult for some. Hell, truthfully, I'd be fine if they were just the fucking Psion Sisters from Season of Dawn copy and pasted everywhere. But a supportive role would add more variety to a fight.

Rocket Centurions

Bet you forgot about these dudes, huh? They pop up in the EAZ but, you know, we've been fighting the Cabal for this long, you think more would've strapped rockets to their backs by now. While their missiles are just Colossus slow missiles (iirc), they could just be normal missiles that explode and don't slow just to keep them different. While these could be neat minibosses, if you want an Ultra one at the end of a story mission or something, they could take the Elykris (The Machinist) route of firing missiles where they go straight up in the air and red dots target the ground around you and you have to keep moving. They could've popped back in with the Shadow Legion. I think they could rock black, gold, and purple

Anyway this is mostly about House Salvation and Psion Flayers and I remembered Rocket Centurions in the middle of making this post. If I remember anything, I'll reblog it. I was gonna say something about the other races but Hive don't have a lot of variants that can be turned into minibosses and the Vex got Wyverns (seriosuly. No notes. A perfect enemy type). Obviously it's like way too late to add these to previous story missions, but if we are gonna reuse enemy types, can we reuse some of the cooler ones? Please?

John Bendy boy(Bender) with a trans masc reader who comes out to him as trans and he’s like “I knew.” Turns out he had a feeling all along and you tell him your preferred name(let it be known that he will mess up ANYONE who deadnames you.)

Omg I love this idea! @screamfome Tysm for the request I appreciate it from the very bottom of my heart🫶🫶🫶 sorry if this is a little late, I got sick over the weekend😭

John Bender (The Breakfast Club) x transmasc reader

Disclaimers/warnings?: reader has fears of era-typical transphobia, I put like the tiniest sprinkle of angst in here w that. This is written from 2nd person btw. Also relationship between John and reader is platonic in this.

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The creeping chill of winter had made its way into the November air. This thanksgiving break was a much needed one. School had already been dragging you down the moment the year started, so you were always happy when you could catch a break. You were practically in distress at the fact that you were going back to school tomorrow already.

Not only were you dreading this approaching Monday, you were dreading a meet up that you had planned. You’d been the one asking John to meet up, saying that you had something you wanted to talk about. You were the one who initiated it, so why were you tempted to chicken out now?

You couldn’t help but pace around the sidewalk outside the diner you’d told him to go to. If he was really your friend he wouldn’t mind, right? I mean, who would he tell? It’s not like anyone else could see past his intimidation tactics like you had, so it’s not like he would leave you for this. Right?

John was just about the closest friend you’d ever had in your life. The way he understood you was almost indescribable. You and him were one in the same sometimes, it was like you two shared brain cells. The same thought process, similar views on your classmates, the works. You didn’t know how you two did it, you just… worked.

You knew you were pretty much his only friend, so it’s not like he would abandon you. At least, you thought so.

As you paced around, your nerves grew worse. It was no big deal, all you had to do was just… tell him you were a man. Totally casual, not at all off-putting. You mumbled your spiel you’d lost sleep over reciting to yourself.

‘Hey John, guess what. I’m a boy… no. I’m a man- fuck, no. I’m a dude. Does that sound better…?’ This train of thought was going nowhere. You let out a frustrated sigh, stopping your nervous pacing to lean against the wall. You’d heard cold things were supposed to calm you down, but this air was doing nothing to help you.

It felt like what you’d planned was leaving your memory, breaking off in little pieces until you couldn’t remember any of it. You buried your face in your hands, groaning in exasperation. The more you let yourself think about it, the more you’d psych yourself out.

Just then, you felt a light shove to your shoulder. You stumbled away from the wall, spinning around to see none other than the reason for your unease. John stood in front of you with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall.

“Yo, jackass.” He flashed his signature smirk, something you’d grown accustomed to seeing over the years. You could never get past how white he managed to get his teeth, it was the first thing you’d notice about him. That and little jingle his belt chains made when he walked. Usually you could hear him before he even rounded a corner, he used to joke that you were ‘telekinetic, or some magic shit’. His words, not yours.

“Where’s mister spidey-senses today, huh? Is he on vacation, to the cape perhaps?” He talked in that snooty little rich girl voice he often did to mock this sophomore in your biology class.

“Alright, didn’t know we invited Claire to the function.” You rolled your eyes playfully at him. You turned around, motioning for him to follow you inside the diner. His belt chain jingled in time with the bell on the front door, soon being silenced by the shouting of a waitress telling you to ‘Sit wherever ya like!’. You promptly chose a booth all the way towards the back of the aisle, John following suite.

“All the way back here, huh? Not trying to pull something on me, right?” He laughed softly, leaning into the uncomfortable booth cushions.

He took his usual unruly position, slouching with no particular care for his posture or appearance. You took a more reserved position. Your arms were crossed on the table, your gaze was thrown out the window, staring at the fading sun in the distance. This was one of many sunsets you’d seen with John. That was a secret of his you’d kept; he loved to watch sunsets.

“It’s really pretty tonight, isn’t it?” You mumbled, not really expecting an answer out of him. You were sort of just avoiding what you knew you had to tell him.

“Mhm…” He turned from you to the window, replicating the way you crossed your arms. As you turned back to him, you felt a sudden wave of dread. The blank-mindedness hit you again, leaving you scrambling for any thought you could remember.

“So uh, Bender…” You hesitated. You knew you had to tell him, it was the entire point of you two meeting here. You’d figured he would want to sit down for this one.

“Mhm?” His eyes were still on the bleeding red and orange hues in the sky, seemingly absorbed in the sight. If he was distracted, maybe this wouldn’t be such a shock. You only hoped.

“So I um… I didn’t ask you to hang for no reason. Actually I kinda need to spill something pretty important.” You looked down at your hands, picking at your nails. One of them was uneven from the last session of nervous fidgeting you’d had while waiting for him outside.

“‘Sup? Shit, did your dog finally kick the bucket?” His expression was serious now. One of his favorite parts of going over to your house, besides getting out of his own, was getting to see your old German shepherd. You shook your head, laughing a bit at his assumption.

“No, missy is fine. I- um” Inconveniently, you were cut off by the waitress who had greeted you not even two minutes before. You were startled by the loud request for an order from the both of you, to which you quietly asked for just some coke. John said the same, just not as quiet (not to your surprise).

“So…” you started as soon as the waitress sped away to the back kitchen. You did a quick search of the tables in front of you, just to make sure nobody you knew, or anyone for that matter, was near your booth.

“So? C’mon, this ain’t junior high. Tell me your little secret already.” He settled back into his slouched position, keeping his arms crossed. You noticed that his look still remained a little serious, which did absolutely nothing to soothe your nerves.

“Okay, so it’s uh, pretty important. Just, whatever you do, don’t go telling anyone. Okay? I don’t care if you get mad or look at me like I’m a fuckin’ weirdo. Just… this stays between us, okay?” You reciprocated his stare, perhaps a bit more intensely. You needed him to know that this wasn’t a time for jokes. You wouldn’t be able to take it if he insulted you about this, or worse, brought it up to anyone.

“Well shit… you okay man?” He seemed worried. Which was odd for him, considering he tried to keep up as much of a carefree act as he could. He usually tried to act like he couldn’t give two shits about anyone, but when it came to you it was different.

“Yes, I’m fine. Just nervous, is all.” You paused, trying to recollect any memory of the little speech you had prepared in your head. It was still a bust, so you decided to just ad-lib it.

“Okay, fuck it. John I’m- look I know the way I look is, well, I guess butch-y? For lack of a better word. Okay, what if I told you that wasn’t dressin’ the way I do to be different or uh, make a statement or something.” You rambled on, not really knowing how to get to your point anymore. All your thoughts just jumbled into a big mess, and there wasn’t much you could do to sort it out.

“I guess the way I dress and reason I got my hair like this is because, um. I see myself as a man. A guy, a dude, whatever you wanna call it. Yeah, I know I don’t one hundred percent look the part, but that’s me. I’ve realized that that’s who I am.” You ran a hand through your hair, the nerves slightly wearing off as you got everything out.

Then you met John’s gaze and promptly began to panic. He wasn’t saying anything or making any motion, just staring at you. Your expression dropped as the weight of your words set it. His lack of words spurred on thoughts of your worst fears, and the possibility of them becoming a reality. You felt a tear prick the corner of your eye, immediately looking away from the embarrassment of it all. You usually weren’t one to cry, but this could warrant it.

As he saw your panic, his expression immediately changed from stoic to concerned. “Oh shit, no you’re fine. I promise, you’re fine. I mean…” He reached out to grab your arm, reassuring you that his reaction towards you wasn’t negative.

“I kinda knew already, I just didn’t think you’d ever say it.” He gave your forearm a gentle squeeze, trying to get you to look at him.

Upon hearing this, you turned back towards him. Your face held a mix of shock and relief, surprised he wouldn’t thought about you like that in the first place and relieved that he wasn’t looking at you like some freak.

“Wait really? I didn’t think I’d be so easy to read…” You muttered, taking a deep breath in to try to keep yourself from tearing up even more. “Shit, part of me was thinkin’ you’d be kickin’ my ass over this.” You confessed to him, laughing it off now that you knew things were okay.

“Nah, wouldn’t dream of it. Especially not you, you’re kind of my ride or die. You know that.” His words were calming your nerves. Your heart was still beating like crazy, but at least you weren’t walking out of this diner in hysterics.

“I mean hey,” he continued “I’ve got a gay cousin. You remember Tommy, right? Nobody in the family talks to him anymore, but I’ve visited a couple times. He’s doing okay on his own, but I’ve heard what it’s like for him. I would never, ever, do that to you. I couldn’t just up and stop talking to you, you kidding? And not to be dramatic here,” He paused for a moment, looking to be figuring out how to phrase things in his head.

“But you’re like, my guy. You’ve got my back when I know some of these sons-of-bitches only hang around me for the dope. You ain’t like that though, I think you can always see who I really am when nobody else does. It’s just weird, it’s like you know me better than I know myself sometimes.” The look in his eyes was one you didn’t see often. His rough exterior was gone, you could see his genuine self. It was nice when he was like this.

“But anyways, my point is I’m not letting anything change that.” He gave your arm one final pat before letting go, but he still kept that soft gaze on you. It was sort of weird, how sometimes he just knew what to say.

“Thank you, John.” You sighed contentedly, everything in your world was just about right now. “Well, I guess I should go over a few things then. You wouldn’t mind callin’ me something else, would you? I was kind of thinkin’ of a different name to try out.”

“Well shit, yeah.” John smiled at you. He seemed happy, and maybe a little excited about this. He’d always sort of seen you as someone like him in that aspect, so knowing that you were feeling more yourself made him happy. A thought came to him though, so he interrupted you for a moment. “Oh, and just know this. If anyone ever dares to fuck with you, you let me know. I'll knock some fuckin' lights out." He crossed his arms, giving you a smirk.

The waitress soon came back with your cokes, asking if either of you were going to order anything else. You shrugged at John, being both broke and not that hungry. So, much to your waitress's dismay, he said no. She sped off back to the front counter, grumbling about something or the other. You and John laughed it off, throwing around the idea of loitering just to piss her off.

You were glad you'd asked him to meet you here. Taking that chance was worth it.

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Lmk if I made any typos or if you have any constructive criticism:D

Superhero AU!!

"My power isn't, y'know...that cool." Ryan shrugged his shoulders awkwardly at Dylan, who gave him scuff of disbelief. "What, why would I lie about that, man?"

"Show me."

"What?"

"If it's so lame, then show me!" Dylan didn't get it, did he? After all, he was telekinetic, one of the coolest powers at the super camp. No way would he get that some powers were just fucking lame.

"Ugh, fine." Ryan rolled his eyes before he vanished, right there.

"Whoa!" Dylan stood upright. "Dude, that's...wow, you don't even have to get naked! That's nuts..."

Ryan reappeared. "You don't have to lie."

"I'm not. I couldn't even sense you. Which is saying something, because I can sense everything, but...like, you were a blind spot for a sec there. That's so neat." Was it? Maybe...it has its uses.

"Um, I can also do this..." He made a small forcefield with his hands and Dylan's eyes widened.

"Dude. You've been holding out on us. Like...wow." He grabbed Ryan's hand and pulled him towards the practice grounds. "We have SO got to put these powers to the test."

Instead of letting go, Ryan took his hand and gripped it tight.

Is there any modern isekai anime you think are actually worth watching? Or is it all just the same toxic wish fulfilment garbage at this point?

Fear not anon, there's actually some good modern isekai anime still! But first, some hearsay:

-While I didn't personally vibe with it, I've heard a lot of good things about Re:Zero, but I've also heard a lot of bad and cringe things about it, so it's up to you I guess

-Ascendance of a Bookworm is another I don't know anything about, but I've heard good things

Now for the ones I have actually watched:

-My next life as the villainess: all routes lead to doom! is a 2021 isekai where a teen girl dies and gets reborn into the world of her favorite dating sim, but she's in the body of Katarina, the awful rotten-hearted villainess, and to top it all off she's 7 years-old.

Katarina soon realizes that, if her new life progresses the same as the game's, all she's got to look forward to is banishment or death, because game!Katarina is a major bitch so nobody loves her, and she starts taking measures for her inevitable doom: she learns to farm so she'll be able to procure food is she's banished, tries her hand at magic and swordfighting so she'll be able to defend herself, and other stuff like that

She's also a naturally nice person to everybody in the game so all the boys and girls end up falling in love with her, which she completely doesn't notice because she's dead certain that the game has to go on the preplanned route so she has no idea everybody who's supposed to romance and/or befriend the game's protagonist wants to jump her bones instead.

It's a pretty fun series, and while it's no benchmark of storytelling, it does have a few genuinely good plot twists and heartwarming moments. I wish it would end up as a proper bisexual harem, but I knows the odds aren't good, sadly.

Also, if you do watch it, stick to the first season. The second season is bad. Like Bad bad. Makes you regret the time you spent watching it-Bad. There's a movie coming on December, which I hope is good and redeems the franchise, but if not, the first season is good

Saihate no Paladin/The Faraway Paladin is another 2021 isekai where a random dude gets reincarnated as a baby in the ruins where a great evil is sealed, and gets adopted by three undead: a skeleton warrior, a mummy priestess and a ghost wizard. They raise him, teach him to fight, magic and miracles, and then send him off to the world when he turns 15. It's a pretty decent story, it has a slow start, taking some 5 episode to properly set up the MC's circumstances and goals before his journey, and it's got a second season coming on October so if you wanna catch up, you'll get more content soon

My only problem with it is that it should be a fantasy anime. The isekai part is... I mean it's there, it seems like there will be something with the gods and the different cycles of reincarnation, but it could very easily have been a fantasy story and lose nothing. The main character having been a random japanese man before reincarnating doesn't really add anything, so idk if you wanna count it as an isekai or not

Tensei Shitara Ken Deshita is a 2022 isekai-that-should-have-been-a-fantasy where another random japanese dude is reincarnated into a magic sword. He immediately goes "welp, time to discard everything about my previous life and be the best sword I can" and begins slaughtering monsters to grind levels. He eventually becomes a super OP weapon and that's when he gets found by his future master, a preteen catgirl slave whose caravan is escaping from a two-headed zombie bear

The catgirl gets the sword and kills the bear, the sword uses his telekinetic powers to kill the slaver by snapping his neck 180° degrees, burns the slave contract and they team up. The sword restores the girl's name, Fran, which she had lost when she became a slave, and Fran names the sword "Teacher", and they set out to grind levels so that Fran may evolve - because she's a member of the Black Cat race, which is the only race in that world that can't evolve, which is why they're discriminated and sold as slaves, and Fran wants to prove her race can evolve after all

This one I have a love-hate relationship with. It does a lot of the shit I hate on other isekais, but it also does a lot of things I like. Yes, Fran is ridiculously OP with little effort thanks to being able to share Teacher's skills, and she breezes through most challenges effortlessly which is often anticlimactic as hell, but she's got an actual tangible goal and a personality so she's already more interesting than your average isekai MC. There's no romance and almost no fanservice, and when there is it's always with the adult women in the series, so that's another bullet dodged

But on the other hand, the slavery plot is introduced, and then dropped almost entirely except for a bunch of obviously evil people who all get punished, and meanwhile everybody else is super nice to Fran and nobody brings up the fact that hey, she was a legal slave until not too long ago and her race is still being enslaved and nobody's doing anything about it, ain't that fucked up? No? Nobody wanna say anything? Idk, it's a fun romp but it's also very power-fantasy-trash at the same time. It's got a second season confirmed in production, maybe that will do something with the slavery plot

The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady is a 2023 series that should really have a shorter name, my god. It's another should've-been-a-fantasy isekai and it's. Hmm. It's got some amazing first episodes, but then they tried to cram A LOT of plot into the rest and fucked it all up. A lot of stuff makes very little sense, character motivations are all out of whack, and you get the feeling that they really needed another cour, or at least 6 more episodes, to fit it all in properly

It's one of those series that you can see the potential it had, how great it could've been if it had been allowed, and it makes you kinda sad that you'll never see it unless you go to read the light novels. The reason for this rush is that the studio wanted to end the series on the end of the third light novel, which is where the main girl gets together with her girlfriend as a canon, explicit, openly gay couple, which is a deeply respectable, dare I even say admirable goal, but I still wish it had had more episodes so it hadn't had to sacrifice the rest of the series for it

The Executioner and her Way of Life is a 2022 series, the final pick of the list, and the one I like the most, so of course it's only got one season and no confirmed sequel because god hates me, personally

The main character, Menou, is a teenage priestess from her world's church, and she's also in charge of killing all the japanese people who get isekai'd into her world. Menou doesn't enjoy the killing and feels guilty for it, but she knows she must do it to stop the ridiculous powers the isekai'd are given from bringing ruin to her world. One such power is the one that turned her whole village, people and buildings alike, into ash when she was little. She was rescued and raised by Flare, the world's strongest warrior, whose power is only matched by her mental instability, which she gladly passed to her apprentice

The story proper begins when Menou meets Akari, the new japanese teenager in town, and finds out Akari's power prevents her from dying. Thus, Menou takes Akari on a trip across the continent to see the sights and find a weapon strong enough to kill her before Akari goes nuclear. Akari, meanwhile, is ecstatic, because she doesn't know Menou wants to kill her, and because she's down horrendous for her from the moment their eyes meet, loudly and openly fantasizing about the romantic adventures they'll have and telling her stuff like "you're the only one for me" to her face

As the series goes on, you start to notice there's something very, very wrong with Akari

Another such character is Momo, Menou's junior who is also loudly and openly in lesbians with her, very annoyed that Menou spends so much time with Akari, and also very off in the head. I hope you're seeing a pattern here

The final character in this delightful ensemble is Asuna, the princess of the realm and the most well adjusted character in the series. She's a wandering knight who loves a good fight and develops the most hilarious crush on Momo, who wants nothing to do with her and is constantly antagonizing Asuna, attacking her, ambushing her and throwing her into deadly traps, only for the princess to walk it off and offer to buy her a drink. It's honestly hilarious

And there you have it, my personal isekai reccommendation list. Hope you find at least one that suits your tastes

I stumbled on something awesome...

Not that!

This:

As I was scavenging streaming sites, I came upon this peculiar animation that I went into with no prior knowledge. And I dare say that's EXACTLY how it's meant to be watched.

You should crash land into this storyline and experience the disorienting environment in ignorant tandem with the characters you'll be stuck with.

[SPOILERS]

This show is basically an adult Sci-fi/horror darkside Studio Ghibli with a dash of the movie Annihilation.

Scavenger's Reign was made for those who not only like a grotesque horror element added to their entertainment but also for those who want to philosophize and draw parallels to our very real nature. It's an ode to planetary organisms that are governed by an unforgiving food chain.

However, on planet Vesta, humans can be found at the very bottom.

[THEIR BOND]

Kamen & the Hollow were by far the most chaotic and dangerous symbiosis that came from their accidental meeting. They were also the most interesting to decipher.

The Hollow is a formidable force. Telepathic and telekinetic, there's no doubt the species are capable of dominating every other life form.

...so why haven't they?

Vesta went mostly undisturbed in its life cycle until the Demeter survivors crash landed. The Hollows had only shared symbiosis (telepathic bonds) with lesser cognitive species that fulfilled their needs. It wasn't until our monster Hollow attempted telepathy with Kamen that it become more...well...human.

Greedy and insatiable, angry and violent, ambitious and selfish, grief...

Kamen's emotions and toxicity was at its most potent and well...you are what you eat, right? Or rather, you are what you share a telepathic bond with. And the deeper their bond grew, the more corrupted our monster hollow became.

[OKAY I'LL SHUT UP]

Dude, there's so much to unpack here, but mainly, I wanted to get my thoughts out on the Hollow & Kamen. Maybe I can do more posts on my favorite moments and creatures.

My ADHD:...nah.

Summarizing the OG timeline characters (badly) Pt. 1: Kenshi

So Kenshi is this really snotty guy who’s like “come here, let me kick your ass plzz” so he can prove he’s the toughest guy in town. Then Kenshi found this guy named Shang Ts- I mean… Song… This Song guy is like “Kenshi, me boy. You need yourself a killer sword, because you are super cool”, and Kenshi’s like “damn straight”. So Song and Kenshi went to this really big well, and Kenshi took the lid off of it and got blasted in the face by a bunch of souls, permanently blinding him. Song then revealed he was none other than the sorcerer Shang Tsung! DUN DUN DUNNNN!! And then Shang Tsung pushed Kenshi into the well after absorbing all the souls inside of it, making him strong and youthful again. Kenshi thought he’d be left to die in there, when the sword (that actually existed wtf??) that Shang Tsung had told Kenshi about went into Kenshi’s hand, giving him an artificial sight of sorts. The reason this sword (whose name is 戦闘 which I find adorable that it just has a name) is able to do this is that it belonged to a long line of warriors who all just so happened to be ancestors of Kenshi. Those ancestors were all also tricked by Shang Tsung’s trap, dying in the well, which is why there were so many souls.

Then Kenshi was like “ok boys we’re getting our revenge” and spent the next decade relearning how to see and fight, greatly humbling himself along the way. Word got around of this badass blind Earthrealmer swordsman who can use this magic sword and even move things with his mind a little bit, which catches the attention of Sonya and Jax, and they’re like “hey. Come join the OWIA (Outworld Investigation Agency, super lame) so you can look around in Outworld”, and Kenshi is like “hell yea”. He was then given the order to find Cyrax, whose tracker had been taken off the map. While he never found Cyrax, he did find Ermac, this amalgamation of 100s of souls, all having a mid-life crisis. Kenshi thought they were super cool and was like “hey what’s wrong bud?”, and Ermac’s like “Our one order in this life doesn’t exist anymore, so we aren’t really vibing rn”, and Kenshi’s like “well what if it wasn’t?”, and Ermac’s like “oh shit tru. Thanks. Here, let us teach you how to piledrive people into the ground with your  m i n d .” And so they did, and Kenshi now knew how to telekinetically slam people. Then Kenshi was like “yoooo OWIA I didn’t find Cyrax but I did find this person with green hair and pronouns”, but they didn’t respond, because they got fucking bombed by the Red Dragon. On the topic of the Red Dragon, the Deadly Alliance (one of which in this alliance is Kenshi’s sworn enemy), sent Mavado to go kill Kenshi, and nearly did so, but was like “yOu ArEn’T eVeN wOrTh ThE kIlL”, and walked away thinking he was cool.

As Kenshi lay, dying, a figure formed in the distance. It was Kuai Liang, the current Sub-Zero. Kuai carried Kenshi back to his Outworld cabin and nursed him back to health. Kenshi appreciated his generosity, and the two became actual besties. Suddenly, Kenshi felt his sword grow 10x in power. He’s like “dude dafuq-”, and Sub-Zero’s like “Oh yeah so there’s this dude named Onaga and- whatever there isn’t time for that. Anyways I’m pretty sure Onaga just killed Shang Tsung and all your ancestors just went back into your sword”. And Kenshi was happy, because his ancestors were back to being free, and his quest was over. He was happy. At least he felt like he should’ve been. But, he wasn’t. Kenshi felt… empty. Like this was what he devoted all of his life to, and now it’s just gone. He began to understand how Ermac felt, how awful it must’ve been for them when they realized everything they were meant to do, was just destroyed. Kenshi needed time to understand what he wanted in his life and disbanded from OWIA, and unaligned with the Lin Kuei, but promised both he’d still be an ally. He then left them both, becoming a lone warrior, in search of something to fill the hole that had been created within him. (angst rant go brr) Anywayyys Kenshi became Batman pretty much, hunting down the corrupted in the night, taking out criminal organizations. He also intercepts a transmission from the Red Dragon to Mavado, the man who nearly killed him, to kill the demigod Taven. Before Kenshi can do anything about Mavado’s mission, he gets a little tap on the shoulder from Johnny Cage, who’s like “dude XD 💀 so-so get this- 💀 there are these evil dudes like Onaga, Quan Chi, Shang Tsung, and Shao Kahn who are all, like 🤣 going to try to kill Blaze or some shit, and like, I was wondering if you- hold on a sec 💀… I was wondering if you wanted to join this team I’m making that has Sub-Zero, Ermac, and a whole bunch of other wacky characters to take them out”, and Kenshi’s like “were you audibly saying skull emoji- wait- SHANG TSUNG!?!” so Kenshi joined Johnny Cage in the Forces of Light. When Kenshi arrives at the pyramid, he takes out Sheeva and Quan Chi, and sees Ermac, and is like “dude this is a massacre out here what the hell is–” and before he could finish, he is telekinetically slammed into the ground by Ermac, who’s foot is planted into Kenshi’s chest, revealing his identity to really be Shang Tsung in the form of Ermac, before Shang Tsung casts his arm out to Kenshi, muttering “your soul is mine”, driving out the life force of Kenshi, now ultimately failing the quest he’s tried his whole life to complete.

If there's any other character's you want explained like this (from the og timeline only sorry), reply which you'd want!

Static isn’t close to street level. The answer is much much higher.

You know, it’s always bugged me that there’s a good chunk of people that automatically assume that Static on the weaker end of the power scope. And I could never really figure out why. He’s never taken any real major Ls; he’s beaten people even I have blinked my eyes at, and wondered just how he pulled it off. You’d think that people would overestimate him if anything. You see it with Batman and Spider-Man all the time. So why not the guy who controls freaking Electromagnetism? Well there’s a couple of things.  I think the biggest one that I’ve come to discern is portrayal. I talked about in a prior post about how Young Justice Static is one of the shittier versions of Static shown in media thus far. And in that post it I focused heavily on his personality. But I did make sure to mention that his powers are very shoddily done. And it’s true. He’s the most sorry excuse for Static I’ve ever seen - he does the barest mimnimum of moving metal around. And in the third season (The one where he’s supposed to be more experienced) he tosses little ball bearings that he doesn’t even control. Just fires them like a little weakass railgun. So naturally anyone watching Virgil for the first time isn’t going to realize this dude can often channel lightning so potent he can split a car in half on a whim. Or that he has electromagnetic barriers that rival those of a Green Lantern’s. OR that he can levitate people like a telekinetic. And cling them to walls like they’ve been superglued to the surface. Now I hear you thinking: “Oh, these are cool aspects of his powers for sure. But he had these in his own show. Naturally he’d be the stongest in his own show and you’d see things more advanced than what he normally does.” ...What if I told you animated Static is a weak version of Static too? Matter of fact >to date<  he is the second to last ‘weakest.’  The DCAU was no stranger to nerfing it’s characters. Superman, Wonder Woman, The Flash - they’re all considerably weaker than their comic counterparts. Static wasn’t exempt to this. He had more strength limits on what he could and couldn’t lift (In the first and second season mostly.) He ran out of ‘juice’ often, something that comic Static never had happen. And then of course there’s the infamous ‘the water shorted me out!’ weakness. A weakness I’m pretty sure is exclusive to DCAU Static and not part of his other animated counterpart. And after telling you this, I’m still able to safely say that DCAU Static could take YJ Static out back and whup his ass like his daddy - no sweat.  What I’m getting at is that DCAU Static is already a toned down version of Virgil. Even with weaknesses tacked on to keep him too OP and keep the audience concerned for his wellbeing in a show - he’s still too much for his YJ counterpart. A counterpart that is in a show with other heroes that either par their own DCAU selves...or even show elements of being beyond them.  Yeah. I can’t much blame people for getting the idea Static’s much weaker than he is. We’re not going to throw any shade at Static Shock because it does an AMAZING portrayal of Virgil and I absolutely understand why they nerfed him in-universe. It’s effectively just a side-effect for ANYONE residing in it. But Young Justice? It’s contribution to Static is not just needless...it’s extreme. Imagine if someone showed Green Lantern as just being able to fly and shoot lasers from their rings. Nothing else. That is the powerset he/she’s got.  One would imagine you might be missing the point of Green Lantern and you’ve declawed them for absolutely no reason. Speaking of missing the point, that’s kind of the last aspect I want to talk about. When I often tell people what Static’s powers are, I expressly say “Electromagnetism.” I don’t say ‘He controls eletricity’ or ‘He’s a lightning guy’. Even though these things are true.  There’s a reason for that. Electricty generation and manipulation, while pretty cool powers in their own right - are kind of limited. They’re usually stuck in the realm of just shooting lightning, absorbing lightning, flying via lightning and maybe...MAYBE...turning your body into electricity so you can zap around at fast speeds and go through wires, sockets, technology and the like. (And yes. They do INFLUENCE electromagnetism from time to time. But they don’t directly control eletromagnetism itself.) Electromagnetism however is within the realm of almost every physical phenemona known to man. It’s one of the the four fundemental forces of nature. You would be hard pressed to find something in the world that’s Virgil’s powers could not affect in some way - yes. That even goes for what his supposed weakness is - insulators. Because insulators are just a means to trap charge and keep it from conducting. A la - a little lightning catcher so that Lil’ Lightning doesn’t go into you. And at this point you’re probably realizing (Or have already realized, I’m not gonna assume everyone reading this is ignorant) that all an insulator does really is keep an eletrokinetic from tasing you.  And Virgil can do SO much more than just attack a person with a zap, they might actually prefer he just do that, than get creative.  People largely miss the science behind Virgil’s powers. Which is wild considering that is a big element of Virgil’s character himself. He’s often very powerful and dangerous to his opponents just because he’s fully aware of what electromagnetism can do on the battlefield. And it’s a big part of why he’s taken out foes at such a young age that he likely shouldn’t have been able to fuck with otherwise. This leads me to a statement that might piss some people off, but instead of throwing a bunch of physics jargon at you? It’ll get the point across.  If Virgil had twenty years experience, Magneto would be afraid of him.  I’m not joking. Magneto has an intimdating presence and has done some stupidly OP things, but people drop out the fact that Magento has been using his powers for some 60+ years and often holds little care for humans. So he’ll  easily ‘flex on them’ so that they know who’s superior. Virgil however is often a 14-15 year old kid that’s only been in the hero game for a hot second. Often does not cut loose because he does care about humans and civilians. And even still...he’s done things that could make Magneto sweat. In short, anything Magento has ever done. Any terrifying, extreme super display of power he has ever provided - Static is capable of that. In terms of raw power - Static may need age on him in some cases to execute. But the means to do exactly whatever Magento has ever done? It’s there. In fact, Static has addtional powers that Magneto has never shown. Healing Factor? Psionic Immunity? Magneto doesn’t have this wild shit. And it’s not strange. Magneto controls magnetic fields. A lot of his applications to do the crazier things are largely workarounds with his powers.  For Static it’s just natural.  And not to put a finer point on it, but even Static’s Artist, Nikolas Draper Ivey confirmed all this on Twitter:  

So there you go. Now you know just how badly the perception of Static’s powers have come across to the masses. Thankfully because of things like the Milestone reboot, people are finally starting to realize that Static is NOWHERE close to as weak as they believed him to be. And that makes me happy. But I do like to sit down and talk about these things because I rather if some idiot takes the reins of Static or uses him badly in a show? People will call them the fuck out on it instead of believing that their shitty take of a character - is the actual character. Remember. Static is not just the most iconic part of the Milestone Trinity. He’s intergral to it. He deserves the respect put on his name, because he’s been one of the greats for a long LONG time.  Lets keep that going. 

what if mike, will, and el all have powers?

if it hasn’t been made clear enough already, they are the main focuses of the party. they’ve been given the primary colors: red, yellow, and blue. other party members are very important as well, however by season 4, there was a need for mike and will and el to be separated from hawkins and focusing on less of the supernatural side of things. there was a huge emphasis on their return to town. and the effects of that have already begun.

el

so el has telekinetic powers; she can move things with her mind. they can get enhanced when thinking of a powerful memory, whether the emotions associated with it are those of love, happiness, anger, or sadness. she can open and close gates to the upside down, which henry and the demogorgan can also do. but the energy and focus it takes for her to use these powers leave her feeling depleted and exhausted. she needs time in order to “recharge”. entering a void is also something that can be done by el, and she can spy on a different person or location. at times, she can even communicate through that void.

will

we know that will already has a connection to the upside down/vecna/the mf. his goosebumps flare whenever he’s near, and he can feel whatever emotion vecna is feeling. unlike el, will has no control over his powers when he feels this connection. essentially, he can act like a spy. but it’s been hinted throughout the show will’s powers may end up being something more. he manipulated some lights and almost opened a gate in season 1. his role in the party is a cleric, which has healing powers. he has also been shown casting fireball multiple times.

mike

now, mike seems like the most average dude ever. how could he even have powers? well, check out the manifestation theory. he’s been the DM of the party, and all that happens has been created by him first. he has a very creative imagination, so could all of these things happening be his way of coping?? besides being in the center of a love triangle, why is he separated from the party along with will and el? vecna also hates him from all that he’s done to help his friends. additionally, he is now associated with being the heart of the party. if karen wheeler is revealed to be actually related to henry creel, could there be a chance at powers through genetics?

Amy could be A (or at least Part) Echidna

You've all seen the theory, now time for why I believe it.

I will provide picture references for this upon request but I literally wrote this between Fnaf theory stuff

First off design of the Modern Hedgehogs. Amy has an entirely different look to other hedgehogs, could this just be because she's female and the only other hedgehogs we've encountered in the modern era are dudes? Yes.

However, I do think it IS important to note. Her quills lay flat on her head more similar to Knuckles's and she doesn't have back spikes like Sonic, Shadow, or Silver. Sure could just be a design choice, but if thats the case SEGA should release more female hedgehogs that have these design themes. Otherwise, Amy's the odd hog out.

Minor mini detail on older designs: In Japan Amy looked like other female hedgehogs (in the Sonic manga where he goes by Nickie she's deisgned the same as His mother and Sister), but in the America's her design is distinctly different from Female hedgehogs of the time. At least in the shows. The Comics at the time played with character design stuff loosely (sonics mom in the comics was just sonic with a yellow hair tuft). But in the Cartoons Aleena and Sonia both have longer quills that are distinctly different colors from their main body. Probably a design choice but part of headcanon theories is taking stuff that probably means nothing and making it mean something.

'Powers': think SOnic and Shadow's speed and Silver telekinetic. Well ignore Silver since apparently EVERYONE in the future has powers like his. (Also I have a theory he may be Amy's descendant but that's for another day). Both the main hedgehogs we see have speed as their power and we don't really see other hedgehogs. You can be like 'but hess, Shadow's an artificial being' and I sit here like 'Yeah but for theories, you need multiple data points and Sega is largely ignoring the older comics so he's all I got'. So we've got another theme of the other hedgehogs in the series having something in common Amy doesn't... AGAIN could just be a male hedgehog thing.

But SEGA also admitted that Amy's strength is surprising... And If Knuckles (our only modern echidna data point) is anything to go off of, extreme strength seems to be an Echidna thing.

Basically, anything that separates Amy from the other hedgehogs seems to tie her with Knuckles. At least in the modern media.