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mr-cactis · 2 years

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Explaining the Green Morcego (Or the alter ego of Zé Carioca)

Zé Carioca's alter ego appeared for the first time in the story "O Morcego Verde"

Script by Ivan Saidenberg and art by Renato Vinicius Canini.

Zé Carioca becomes a big fan of Morcego Vermelho - Red Bat (Fethry Duck's high ego), having numerous editions of his "comics". His obsession is so great that his friends find it strange.

Along with the enthusiasm, Zé becomes the Morcego Verde (Green Bat in the literal translation).

Zé must face his first "enemy", Joca B.B, a thief who pretends to be a child to rob people.

AND…

He doesn't do well.

OK! It was to be expected, but even the victims think he is another thief and scare him away. Joca B.B manages to beat him and, frustrated, goes jumping (Yes, jumping) home with his dog Soneca. But at the door to Rosinha and Nestor (who went to check on him), at that time, Zé lies about his identity and proclaims himself Morcego Verde, going out in search of Joca B.B.

And he gets hit again.

But Soneca manages to distract the bandit, causing Zé to recover and managed to knock him out, knocking him out.

The Police arrive (Along with Ro and Nestor). Zé, wanting to preserve his identity (like every good hero!) announces himself with his secret name.

But it doesn't work, after all, everyone knows it's him (To his frustration), he gets a lecture from his friends, talking about how dangerous what he did.

Zé: "BUT… HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT THE GREEN BAT WAS ME?"

Nestor: "NOW, DO YOU THINK THAT JUST A FEW GLASSES WILL CHANGE YOUR FACE?"

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In general, he is never taken seriously and wins most of the time just by sheer luck.

He gets very annoyed when people call him by name, not Morcego Verde. Everyone knows his identity (except ANACOZECA, apparently)

Zé meets other well-known heroes!

But, in the 2010 edition, the Morcego Verde's origin story is changed in "O Cavaleiro das dívidas" (Debt Knight, parodying the movie Batman, Dark Knight)

In it, after losing a football game (unfairly), and trying to calm down after the game in an alley. And then he says that it was in that alley that the "Legend of the Green Bat" was born.

The "legend" is based that Zé and Rosinha were leaving the cinema, until Sr.Manuel (a Portuguese bar owner in Vila Xurupita) shows up to collect a debt, Zé can't escape and ends up paying the bill.

And since then he has defended the "weak and indebted", as Nestor repeats.

In the middle of the chatter, Nestor notices that the referee of the earlier game is next to the rival team's coach, receiving money. (Oh yeah the judge was bought this whole time)

So Zé follows them like Green Bat, making the referee literally swallow the whistle and shoving a soccer ball into the coach's mouth.

And then, chaos begins.

Newspapers expose the hero's actions, which are a bit exaggerated (and maybe violent? Idk). And then the police…call Super Goof (Goofy's alter ego, you know?)

Okay, so Goofy try to "talk" to Zé so he can take it easy on the collectors, after all, it's their job. Zé pretends to listen, but it doesn't last even 5 seconds and breaks the promise, generating a chase.

Goofy ends up stuck in a bunch of debt papers, and finally Zé notices that he's been exaggerating.

In the end, everything turns out fine! Zé goes back to fighting (with many quotes) crime, but of course, he's still a clumsy.

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Despite being more "serious", he is still clumsy, causing more damage than wins.

There are references to Batman, such as Commissioner Porconi (parody of Jim Gordon? I don't know anything about Batman) even Moringa (parody of the Joker) and many others.

Zé's colleagues (Nestor, Afonsinho, Pedrão, Rosinha and even Zé Galo) have alter egos too… (I won't go into detail unless someone asks)

Also noteworthy is his nephew Zeca, who becomes the Paladino Implacável (Relentless Paladin) and protects his schoolmates!

Anyway, this is a general about the character! But recommended reading the stories to better understand him.

WHY DID I WRITE THIS???

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#My text #Jose carioca #Ze carioca comics #Ze carioca #Duckverse #disney ducks #Morcego Verde #Green Bat #Red bat #Super Goof #duck avenger

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glomgay · 3 years

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Which duck super hero is your favorite? Gizmoduck, Darkwing Duck or Duck avenger?

Oh man... I gotta go with Darkwing Duck. The hero that learns to be a father.

I also just like Masked Tophat because he’s silly and it was fun creating Glomgold’s ego “Shadow Shanter” to interact with him

... Can I also include Quiverwing Quack?

#So many ducks have super alter egos... SO MANY #ask #wolf-eared-fangirl

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mimiri22-6 · 3 years

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OK! So far I've been spoiled on Gandra, Fendra Kiss, and Mini Gandra. And many others that I can't think of right now because Gandra Dee lives in my head rent free

It's been a while, LET'S DO THIIISSSS!!!!

Fenton's just as smitten as ever

"Oh, Suit."[Affectionate] Fuck I'm already soft

THE KISS HAPPENS SO EARLY WHAT

Oh yeah also, VR Episode YEAHHHH!!!

"Any place where we're together already is perfect." Dear lord I love then so

"Why are you still a thing?" You could make a meme out of that

MANNY!!! MY FAVORITE FUCKED UP HORSE THING!!!

"You are so bad at lying." Tru, he's one of the worse

The weighted blanket is a mood

MINI GANDRA!!

OH! He just straight up KNOWS she's working with F.O.W.L! Uh-*gasp*They have no secrets, that's goals, I love them your honor, I love them so much

Help, I have diabetes now, those faces were so sweet, hlep

MAMA CRACKSHELL-CABRERA!!! A QUEEN HAS ENTERED THE BUILDING!

They are both the worst at lying and idk if Mama Cabrera is faking it, or if it runs in the family

"Kid with hat" Please, Gyro, no

Why did that work?

"Who is that?" HaHA! Take THAT Beaks!

LOUIE DIDN'T KNOW?! Also, SURPRISE! LOUIE HAS ENTERED THE BUILDING!

At least Mama Crackshell can tell the triplets apart

"Why do I keep going in this closet?!" Is there something you want to tell us Gyro?

Oh no. Beaks is here to destroy everything he touches again.

Oh, oh he really just passed out so fast. GIVE HUEY NAPS! LET HIM DESTRESS THIS POOR DUCKLING!

Beaks? More like Bitch

Oh, I didn't think we'd get soft Gandra this early, but I'm not complaining. I'm loving this, if you couldn't tell

"I never cared about what people thought about me until I-i met you." "And I don't care what anyone thinks about us because I know you." F-fuck. Fuck Anyone that says that this is a bad relationship, this is-*sob*So Fuckin SOFT

BEAKS YOU FUCK!! YOU RUINED THE MOMENT! JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER TIME YOU EXIST!

d-de bwush. He be blushin

So Dewey tap dances at 3 am? Noted.

HE'S FREE

For a moment, I thought Beaks imagined training wheels onto the suit and I was prepared to point and laugh like a school bully(don't actually bully, What would Fenton think)

*The gang has entered the battle*

OOOOHH! IS THIS WHERE WE GET A+ ACTION ANIMATION?!

ANIME TRANFORMATION #WHO KNOWS ANYMORE!!

Lon g Huey has made his reappearance. For Science and Love is his catchphrase(wait that's actually not that bad a catchp)

Those are Not your long legs to keep, bitch!

ROBOMAMA LET'S GOOOOOOOOO!!!

"RoboCop, I small a franchise" HEY! You're not aloud to be funny.

Gyro Gets To Be His Own Mech! YEAHH! LIVE OUT THOSE ANIME DREAMS!

YOU DON'T DESERVE A MECH YOU CHEAT!

AND GANDRA BEING SO COOL! YAY!

He doesn't deserve cool tech.

HaHa! Head Empty! No original thoughts!(...I'm not original either. I've just been reminded of this fact.)

Oh no, he's the villain from Smash Bros.

Why did I just get Shazam vibes with them transforming together?

So instead of the super ducks(wth where they called again? the Duck family's super hero alter egos? I forget what it was and I can't look it up)we got the Gizmoducks? I'm ok with this

Ehhehe, now who is the smartie, Gryro?

"...but I LOVE this woman and I want everyone to know it..." I LOVE HIM! AND I LOVE MAMA'S RESPONSE!

God if F.O.W.L constantly has their lights set to red, then they're eyesight must Suffer from that

NOW SHE BLUSHY! YEAY!!

(I have a bad feeling about this scene...)

I WAS RIGHT TO FEEL BAD ABOUT THAT SCENE! I HATE WHEN I'M RIGHT! BRADFORD? MORE LIKE BRADFUCK! BITCHFORD TOO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't have much else to say about this other than WE'RE BACK BABEY!!!

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alexandria-millie · 3 years

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BLACK WIDOW: 24 EASTER-EGGS AND MARVEL FILM REFERENCES

A simple american family

The film has a very interesting opening set in the 90s, which shows us how Natasha Romanoff had already lived in the United States in her childhood. Not only that, she was joined by Alexei Shostakov, Melina Vostokoff and Yelena Belova, all living as if they were a family. This idea is not new in pop culture, as there are several films, series and books about Soviet agents infiltrating the United States, united as if they were a traditional American family. On the internet, many are seeing strong parallels with The Americans series, which has this premise.

Ducktales

Black Widow is, after all, a Disney production - so it's only natural that the film has its many references to other productions and works from the studio. A beautiful example of this is at the opening, when Natasha's entire "family" gathers for dinner. On television, we can briefly see an episode of Ducktales, the classic Disney series focused on Uncle Scrooge and Donald Duck's nephews. This goes to show how they went out of their way to impersonate an American family, including consuming US culture.

Red room

After this electrifying opening, we have the most incredible opening credits ever made by Marvel Studios, as they are very reminiscent of the openings of 007 and 2000s action movies. However, while we have the credits, we also see some details about the origin and the past. of the Black Widow. For example, it's during these credits that we get a great deal of exploration into how the Red Room worked, co-opting young girls from a very young age, brainwashing them and preparing them to be the perfect spies. Historical figures and songs In this opening, we can also see a bit of how the "order" of the Black Widows worked, as we can note several important historical figures who appear alongside General Dreykov. They appear with their faces scratched, as if they were targets of spies. In addition, it is important to draw attention to the film's musical choices. In the beginning, we heard American Pie by Don McLean, one of Yelena's favorite songs. Next up is a dark cover of Nirvana's Smells Like Teen Spirit by Malia J. during the opening credits.

Civil War echoes

Considering the general context of Marvel's Cinematic Universe, Black Widow's solo film is the only one that deals very well with the events and aftermath of Captain America: Civil War, as it continues from Natasha Romanoff's escape after betraying the Man's team of iron. Therefore, the beginning is full of references to the events of the film and throughout the story, we have mentions of heroes such as Captain America, Falcon and even Ant-Man. In addition, we have a brief guest appearance by General Thaddeus Ross, played by William Hurt.

Winter Soldier's Fighting Style

In the first scene where we see Yelena Belova as an adult, on a mission as Black Widow, we can see that her fighting style is much rougher and heavier than Natasha Romanoff's, as she doesn't waste time using all her strength to ruin your opponents. However, one moment in particular stands out when she is fighting a former Black Widow. She uses a knife and makes a move very similar to Winter Soldier - which makes a lot of sense, since in the comics, Bucky Barnes was once one of the Red Room instructors.

Trainer Training

Another reference to Captain America: Civil War - and this time, it's nothing new, as the scene was present in the trailers. At the beginning of the movie, we can see the mysterious Trainer being "activated" to face Natasha Romanoff and Yelena Belova. However, he first appears in a room, watching a monitor that carries several footage of the Civil War airport battle. We can see that he is studying the movement of each of these heroes - something he employs to perfection later, when facing Natasha on the bridge.

Rick Mason

Although many believed that O-T Fagbenle would be the Trainer, his role is much more restrained and he appears little, despite having a recurrent presence. Here, he plays Rick Mason, a private contractor who is always helping Natasha Romanoff get what she wants. In the comics, he is a mercenary known as The Agent, who is also the son of Phineas Mason, the villain Fixer - who has even appeared in Spider-Man: Back to Home. In the film, it is never mentioned if Rick has any connection with Phineas.

007 Against the Rocket of Death

While fleeing the US government for refusing to participate in the Sokovia Accords, Black Widow hides in an isolated trailer in Norway. There, she spends her days in normality, and we can see in a scene that she watches 007 Against the Rocket of Death. The choice of the film is right - not only because it is a feature film of spies like the entire James Bond franchise, but because it features the secret agent investigating a space capsule and a plot that could cause the genocide of all humanity.

Budapest

After almost ten years, we finally have an explanation for what happened in Budapest, exploring the past of Black Widow and Hawkeye. When the heroine finds herself as Yelena Belova in the city, she says that she was on a mission there many years ago. In the mission, she had to kill General Dreykov - this would be the baptism of fire in the S.H.I.E.L.D.. However, to complete her plans, she also ended up "killing" Dreykov's daughter in the explosion, and this murder still haunts her in her memories.

Special participation

Later, when Yelena and Natasha run away from Coach, we are taken to a hideout in the Budapest subway, where Natasha claims to have stayed with Clint Barton for a few days. There, she has a flashback of her mission in Budapest and we have a "participation" of Hawkeye. In fact, the hero doesn't actually appear in the flesh, but we can hear his voice through Natasha Romanoff's communicators. This shows us how Clint Barton knew of the Black Widow's "dark past" and still accepted it wholeheartedly.

Heroic poses

A recurring joke in the film begins when Yelena Belova draws attention to the various "heroic poses" that Natasha Romanoff is always doing during combat - especially when she "lands" on the ground and raises her head, always pouting. According to director Cate Shortland, this joke was included to comment a little on the sexualization of heroine in films since her first appearance. And throughout the film, we see Yelena reminiscing about this over and over - and even trying to do the same pose.

Vest

Throughout the film, we have an explanation for a detail that many fans had already noticed in the trailers and promotional material: the green vest that the Black Widow wears in Avengers: Infinite War actually belonged to Yelena Belova. Natasha's "sister" uses the item throughout the movie as a way to distance herself from the other Black Widows. She sewed the vest herself, putting in several pockets so that she could have several items at her disposal at once. At the end of the movie, she herself gives the vest to Natasha as a souvenir.

Obsession with Captain America

Halfway through the movie, we see Natasha and Yelena need to rescue the Red Guardian in a gulag. And when we meet the Soviet hero, he's bragging to other prisoners about how he was an archenemy for Captain America. In the comics, the character has always been obsessed with Steve Rogers. Here, he says he even fought the Captain in the 1980s - which we know is a lie, since at that time Steve Rogers was frozen to the bottom of the ocean.

Ursa Major

However, this same scene brings the participation of a very curious character. In prison, the Red Guardian fights an arm wrestling match with a prisoner named only Ursa - and this ends up going very wrong for the opponent, who loses badly. This appears to be an easter-egg for Ursa Major, a Russian hero who, being a mutant, had the power to transform into a humanoid bear. In the comics, this character was part of the Soviet Super Soldiers, who were basically the "Avengers of Russia".

White costumes

In the scene where Natasha and Yelena are looking for the Red Guardian, we can see them wearing white outfits, which were well used during the promotion and promotional material for the film. These clothes are made to camouflage better in white and snowy environments. However, this costume is not an invention of cinemas. In the HQ Black Widow: Fatal Origin, we can see a white look with the same functionality - camouflage in icy environments. In fact, the movie seems to be quite inspired by this particular comic book arc.

The iron Lady

After rescuing the Red Guardian, the spies go after his "mother", who they believed was dead. Melina Vostokoff is a scientist and lives isolated on a farm, raising pigs that she uses to do her mind control experiments. In a brief moment, we can see behind her some masks and some details that appear to be an armor, which is an easter-egg for her secret identity in the comics: the Iron Lady. There, she was a Black Widow's villain who wore a tech costume and a silver mask.

Scarlet dynamo

When Yelena Belova has a very emotional conversation with her "father", the Red Guardian, she ends up calling him by the name of Scarlet Dynamo, purposely missing her alter ego to hurt the man's ego. However, this character exists in comics. The Scarlet Dynamo was basically the "Russian version" of Iron Man, and turned out to be a big enemy of the comic book hero. He was also part of the Soviet Super Soldiers, alongside Ursa Major. He was one of the inspirations for Iron Man's Black Whip 2.

The New Red Room

Right at the climax of the film, we discover that General Dreykov survived Natasha Romanoff's attack on Budapest and rebuilt the Red Room, this time on an airbase above the clouds that is beyond the range of ground radar. This is also a reference to the Black Widow: Fatal Origin arc, where the heroine ends up facing a villain at an air base that looks a lot like a SHIELD airship. In the movie, we also get some glimpses of the Black Widows training ground.

Dreykov

At the end of the film, the Black Widow finally reunites with her greatest arch-enemy, General Dreykov - who is played by Ray Winstone. The scene is very interesting because we see Natasha using face mask technology to impersonate Melina (as she has used in other films). However, most interestingly, this scene carries echoes of another very memorable scene from The Avengers, which takes place when the Black Widow interrogates Loki without him knowing. The same thing happens here, and it ends with Natasha saying, "Thank you for your cooperation".

The Coach's Secret Identity

By the way, talking about this specific Loki scene, it's important to remember that the villain mentioned something about "Dreykov's Daughter" in his speech - and through the heroine's solo film, we believed it had to do with the fact that she killed the girl in Budapest. However, at the climax it is revealed that the girl survived and her father made her transform into Trainer, the perfect weapon, which has some brain implants and goes through the same brainwashing process as the other Black Widows.

Reflections of "Captain America: The Winter Soldier"

When we look at the movie as a whole, it's not hard to see that it looks like a huge mirror of Captain America: The Winter Soldier (considering that, for many, this was the Widow's best movie so far). The entire structure of the film is very similar to the Captain's feature. This gets even more intense at the climax when Natasha Romanoff and her allies must invade this air base while fighting soldiers, stealing information and making the entire structure plummet from the sky. Even the end of "Coach" is very reminiscent of the Winter Soldier.

New look

Before the credits go up, we can see Natasha Romanoff's last encounter with her "family". She already appears here with a new look that she would wear in Infinite War, with platinum hair and Yelena's vest, before saying goodbye and leaving on a new mission. As the scene reveals, she's about to help Captain America rescue the trapped heroes on the Ferry, a scene that takes place at the very end of Captain America: Civil War. Thus, we know that she has always been involved with the underground heroes.

Valentina Allegra de la Fontaine

In the film's post-credits scene, we see Yelena Belova pouring out her feelings at Natasha Romanoff's grave after her death in Avengers: Ultimatum. And soon, we find out that she works for Valentina Allegra de la Fontaine. The character first appeared in Falcão and the Winter Soldier and must have a great future in MCU. Here, she appears sending Yelena on a mission of revenge against the "responsible" for the death of Natasha, Hawkeye.

#black widow #natasha romanoff #yelena belova

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willsimpforazula · 3 years

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Sokkla Month Day 24: Politics

A/N: Background Sokkla, like it's there and it's obvious, but not like super overwhelming and in your face. But it's still Sokkla so eh(?)

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Sokkla Month Day 24: Politics

"You're late."

"Considering the circumstances, I'd think I'll take being five minutes late over the alternative, thank you very much."

"But did you die?"

"Came pretty close a few times. Not that you'd care."

"Last I checked, you were my blade. And blades don't talk back."

"Funny, because I think, no, I know that you absolutely love it when I talk back to you. I mean, who else in the court has the balls to go toe to toe with you? Apart from that monkey Zhao. Or Qin, whenever he isn't trying to fuck over Zhao. Seriously, how did you people even get out of Caldera, much less conquer half of the main Earth Kingdom cities with a dysfunctional Diet as this?"

"Focus, commitment and sheer will."

"All I'm hearing is you're too stubborn for your own good."

"Keep talking."

"I sincerely doubt you want to wrestle in those heels of yours. Or explain to the ministers at the party as to why there is a suspicious looking mark on your neck. Because I'd really, really, hate to have Ty Lee's makeup work all ruined because you got all flustered and horny. You should think about giving the girl a raise, y'know."

"Please, that girl doesn't need me to give her a raise. She's practically self-sufficient from all the blackmail and betting rings she's running. Also, what did I tell you about NO SHOES IN THE HOUSE SOKKA!"

"Wheoops?"

Instinctively, he ducked as a throwing dart embedded itself firmly in the doorpost.

"I-"

"Shut the fuck up Sokka, if you know what's good for you. Now come on, any longer and those spineless dickwads and entitled little bimbos are going to be asking questions I'd rather not answer." Azula hissed, before slamming home a shot of 'white lightning' like it was water.

As much as Sokka would have loved to keep up the banter, knowing full well that it would definitely lead to some of the most intense and life altering (in his humble opinion, which he wisely kept to himself lest he inflate her ego any further) sexcapades if he continued, seeing her like this made him decide otherwise. Besides, he really did stink.

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In Azula's mind, a princess was supposed to be punctual, despite the generous leeway she was afforded due to her status and prestige. For her, showing up late meant she was growing soft, which in her mind would and could be translated as a sign of weakness. In the world of palace politics, any sign of weakness would inevitably result in death, if not political then physical. Not that one was better than the other, but she would rather commit suicide than be placed into such a spot.

Banishing such dark thoughts from her mind, she put up airs and false smiles as she 'interacted' with the pit of vipers and power hungry concubines who would stop at nothing to see their chosen taking her spot as the designated successor to the Dragon Throne. That she was still single even now sparked incessant rumours, some of which were dangerously close to the truth. At least Ty Lee managed to work her magic and for the most part, they were only as such, rumours.

While Ty Lee dealt with the concubines and gossips, Sokka had the much more difficult task of 'persuading' people to come around to her way of thinking, which typically meant some roughing up here and there. Occasionally, some people just did not wish to get with the program, no matter how much sense it made but for the simple fact that she possessed a vagina instead of a penis. Thus, in Azula's mind, they would be put on a watchlist and monitored more closely before deciding that enough was enough and they had to be permanently removed from the mortal coil of life lest it came back to bite her in the ass some point down the road.

As far as assassinations went, there weren't that many, just enough to send a message to those who had similar plans in their sleeves. Besides, she did not wish to gain a reputation as an unreasonable person who could not tolerate dissent. After all, it was because of her grandfather's notorious lack of tolerance for contrarian voices that led the Fire Nation into a sixty year long quagmire in the south and western regions of the Earth Kingdom.

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"Princess, I believe you should refrain from taking another glass." Sokka chided formally, while keeping a lookout for any hint of suspicious activity, concerned that in her inebriated state, she would do or say something regrettable. Privately, it was because having to deal with a hungover Azula was not much fun at all, what with her temperament being that of a very short fused platypus bear.

"You should take your guard's advice, your Highness." the lady added. While no stranger to intrigues and backroom plots herself, Lady Miyu was considered by Azula to be one of the rare friends she had among the ministers and courtesans.

"Fine. But just one more sip please, else I'd never be able to put up with that-that-"

"Do I need to remind you how you act when you're hungover? Also, I'd rather not be out cleaning up some mess you made because you insulted the wrong person while you were blasted to Agna Q'ela and back."

"He's right you know." Miyu added.

"Y'all are no fun."

"We can have all the fun you want when your asscheeks are on the throne. But for now, that glass can wait."

"Point. Noted." she growled.

Leading her by the hand, he escorted her out from the ballroom discreetly and headed back to her apartment complex.

"Politics and playing nice is a right pain in the ass." she grumbled.

"Tell me about it."

"What do you think I'm doing right now?"

"Fair enough. Now get some rest, my princess." he replied, scooping her up in his arms as they entered her living quarters, before she was deposited on her bed. As he moved to exit the room, Azula called out "Sokka?"

"Yes?"

Patting the side of her bed, Sokka rolled his eyes, before stripping off his suit and shirt and laying next to her.

"Thank you" she replied, shutting off the lights with a flick of her wrists before curling up around him.

#sokkla #day 24:politics #sokkla month #ded is brain halps

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thedramaclubs · 3 years

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Tonight belongs to you

Summery: it’s prom night and the group is going to have the night of there lives

Ships: Logicality, Prinxiety, demus/dukeceit

When they’re singing

Patton- blue

Remus-green

Duet- orange

Kaylee- black

Ms Greene- pink

All-purple

It’s prom night. Remus is at Patton’s helping him pick out a suit. “You better hurry up in there or your gonna me my drag alter ego....Eugene lee yang from the try guys.” Patton came out wearing a light blue tux.

“What do you think?”

“Well it’s better than the pink. But you got fuzz on your shoulders. You’ve got great shoulders”

“This isn’t working” Remus clean off the fuzz

“Don’t panic...does this help?”

I don’t know?....What did you wear to your prom?” Remus got quiet “Well I was gonna wear a dark green dress with sparkles everywhere. But this isn’t about me this is about you. Your gonna have the night of your life.” Remus walked back to get a view of the tux.

“Hey what’s your date wearing?”

“I don’t know.” Remus’s face change to confusion. “He didn’t give you a little fashion show?”

“I’ve never been to his house. His mother doesn’t know about us.” Patton felt anxious

“How long have you been together?”

“A year an a half.”

“Oh my god....”

“But he’s coming out tonight big time that’s the plan.......I’m really scared”

“Why?”

“Well for so many reasons but mainly because.......half of the people their still hate me.” The room got quiet. Remus put out his hand for Patton and they sat on Patton’s bed.

“Look I never went to my prom.” Remus started to tear up. Patton gave him a hug and a single tear fell from his face. “Looks like your mystery boyfriend and I never had your courage. You made all of this happened and when you walked into that gym tonight, you know what their gonna see.....the bravest person in the world.”

Patton gave a small smile and a nervous giggle “This is scary does everyone go through this?”

“Are you kidding of course. Right now girls are spraying on their tans, whitening their teeth and shoving their fingers down their throats one last time and trying to look their best for the prom. But they are wasting their time. They might as well be wearing a garbage bag........with the word “whore” on it and you know why.........because.......they’re whores.”

Patton was shocked “WHAT?!”

Remus then regretted that last statement

“No my god they don’t have the glow you have right now”

“I trust you completely and that’s kinda scary”

I can tell your feeling wary but you can count on uncle reemy he turn this butchy duck into a swan

Your whole look could use a shake up you can borrow all my make up and the pair of SPANX I currently have on

I think I’ll past

Treat the whole world like your run way make it fierce but in a fun way try to flip your hair like Cher and drag queens do

And I don’t mean to be rude dear but you could use some attitude dear

Let’s show the school tonight belongs to you

One things universal, life no dress rehearsal, so why not makes some waves before it’s through

Go big or you’ve blown it, it’s time that you own it let’s make it clear that tonight belongs to you

Now whatever we choose we gotta make sure to sell it

How do I do that?

Allow Ms Allen to demonstrate

You might find this disconcerting but old Remus has done some flirting

Try to bat your eyes and smile each time you grin

I can guess your whole agenda

You be Elphie I’m Galinda

It’s makeover time so why not just give in

Cmon!!

One things universal

Life’s no dress rehearsal

So why not make some waves before it’s through

Go big or you’ve blown it

It’s time that I own it (yes sir!)

Let’s make it clear that tonight belongs to you

What?

Belongs to me

Kaylee and Shelby are at Kaylees house

“Oh god I can’t believe this is finally happening” Said Kaylee

“He almost ruined it for all of us” Said Shelby

“Well what goes around comes around. You look hot”

“You look so hot”

Well I hate to sound conceited but the boys get over heated when I strike a pose or or two like thus *they do poses here*

And you have to hand it to me I mean even I would do me

Let’s show the world tonight belongs to us

One things universal, life no dress rehearsal excuse me while I state the obvious

go big or you’ve blown it

It’s time that we own it lets make it clear that tonight belongs to us

Logan finished getting dress. He was in a black tux with a dark blue tie with his hair pulled back with gel.

“You look so handsome. You should always wear your hair like this.”

Logan took a deep breath. “Mom I want you to know what’s gonna happen tonight I-”

“Shh can we not spoil this moment. I’ve worked very hard on this night. I have a right to enjoy it too. Your gonna have a wonderful prom like a normal boy I made sure of that”

“What does that mean?”

I don’t like when strangers in my way or when somebody messes with the PTA

Or maybe that’s just me trust me

Fixes little problems is what I do now everyone is happy I promise you

And I would never ever miss a night like this Logan your my super Star now get your ass in the car

The Prom has begun. Every is dancing and having the night of their lives. Everyone has worked so hard for this night music blasting, streamers and confetti flying and everyone haveing the night of their lives.

One things universal life’s no dress rehearsal excuse me while I state the obvious

Go big or you’ve blown it

It’s time that we own it

And make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs

TO US!!!

Patton and the actors are at the gym door about to go inside we’re the rest of the kids are.

“You look so handsome” Said Roman

“Are you sure it’s not to boyish?”

“No it’s definitely boyish.” Said Janus as he held a little box.

“He means it’s not to boyish. My husband likes to mess with people time to time but that’s what I love about him.” Janus blushed at what Remus Said. “You did good Remus. I thought you had no fashion sense whatsoever but I was wrong.”

“Thanks Roman. Where’s your date?”

“We’re meeting inside the gym. He’s still a little shy about all this but he’ll be there.”

“Well this is were we leave you our work here is done.” Remus got the box from Janus and inside was a boutonniere. He pinned it on Patton’s tux and they started to walk away.

“Can you walk me in Remus? I’m a little nervous.”

Remus gave a small smile “of course.” The two of them squealed and walked in the gym

“We did good you guys. Now who’s wants a drink?” Roman, Janus, Thomas and Joan walked out.

The moment Remus and Patton walked in the gym.........they were in shocked. The gym was empty. Their was no one there except for Virgil on the phone and some balloons and streamers.

“What’s going on?”

“I’m just putting the pieces together give me one second.” Virgil went back on the the phone and Remus kept looking around the sad and empty gym.

“Where is everybody?”

“What’s going on here?” Once Remus said that Roman, Janus, Thomas and Joan came in.

“Something’s wrong. The entire parking lot is empty!” Roman looked around

“Jesus what’s the theme of the prom death row!” Said Joan

Patton’s voice started to shake “Mr Hawkins. Where are all the kids? I don’t understand?”

Logan and his mom were at the real prom and Logan was concerned

“I don’t understand. Why aren’t we at the gym?”

His mom provided and explainantion “Well at last minute their was a problem and we had to change the venue.” “Mom what’s going on tell me the truth.”

Gym

“This is what happened as I understand it the courts told the pta to hold and inclusive prom.”

Prom

“Don’t worry we did what we had to do”

Gym

“There was some resistance but the parents met without my knowledge and organized 2 proms”

Prom

“We gave him a prom”

Gym

“One for all the kids at elk lodge down town”

At both places

“Oh my god” Said Patton and Logan

Gym

And THIS prom.....JUST for you!”

Prom

“Now you go have fun! I will be here to make sure everything is perfect”

Gym

Patton’s voice was shaking “Wait no I got texts from kids at school everyone said it was here!”

“They lied to you it was part of the plan.”

“Oh my god!” Roman exclaimed

Prom

“YOU LIED TO ME!” Yelled Logan at Kaylee and Shelby

“Who’s the lier.”

“What?”

“We know about you and Patton.”

“Trust us we’re doing you a favor.”

“You can thank us later.”

Gym

“Patton I’m so so sorry this is...... IM STILL IN SHOCK” Patton walked away to cry a little

“So your saying the whole town kept this from him?!” Said Thomas

“This is so cruel” Said Janus

“I’m gonna cry!” Remus ran into Janus’s arms and started to cry.

“This is a disaster.” Said Roman

“This is a PR problem.” Said Joan as they walked to Roman

“No we had a PR problem, this is a full-blown disaster this is the end of my career.” Virgil overheard the conversation.

“Whoa whoa, that’s why you came here for publicity!?” Roman walked to the taller man “Virgil you don’t know how the world works.” “Yes I do......unfortunately.” Patton put his glasses back on and walked to the front of the gym.

One things universal, life’s no dress rehearsal, when people find a scapegoat, to condemn. We went big yet we’ve blown it I guess I should have known it all along tonight belong............. to them

Patton’s phone rang

“Logan!”

“I swear I didn’t know.”

“You were on the prom committee how did you not know?”

“It was Kaylee and Shelby. They found out we were together they didn’t want me to tell you.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“YOU THINK I WOULD DO THIS TO YOU!”

“Then come met me.”

Silence. Logan began to cry

“I can’t”

“You can’t or you won’t?”

“My mom is here.”

“WELL LEAVE HER!” Tears we’re streaming down Patton’s face

“She’s watching me every second!”

THEN TELL HER YOUR GAY!!!! TELL HER WE’RE IN LOVE THAT WAS THE PLAN WASNT IT!!!

I CANT BECAUSE KAYLEE AND SHELBY KNOW!!!!

“I’ve had enough”

“I mean it’s not how I thought it would go I’m sorry.”

“Great, perfect, that fixes everything, have fun at the normal persons prom!” Patton hung up.

“Patton. PATTON!”

Remus than interjected “Okay here’s what we’re gonna do, we are gonna go to that prom and-”

“NO THIS ALREADY THE WORSE NIGHT OF MT LIFE JUST STOP HELPING ME!!” Patton ran out of the gym crying and Janus followed after him

And make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs

TO US!!!!!!!

End of act 1

Okay so I’m gonna take a break from writing the au for a bit. I’ll still be on tumblr and you guys can talk to me I’m just gonna take a break do for about a week or 2. if you want to be tag let me know

People to tag/ @artissijules @patt-off @frogsandcookies @icantthinkofacreativeurl @purplestarrystars @actingonimpulse

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Maribat March 2020 Prompt: Soulmate

Week 4, Day 2. This story has been previously posted in response to @theatreandcomicfreak‘s prompt here. I’ve done some minor editing to it, but if you’ve read that already, there’s no significant difference. I’m simply reposting the story in a better format to fit within the guidelines of this Maribat event, so that I can more easily link each story together as a group.

Maribat March 2020 Calendar.

Day 1: Sweetheart’s Dance, Day 3: Coffee Shop.

Ao3.

2133 words. Story under read-more.

Marinette has always been a princess. She likes the nickname. Likes being treated like one. Likes the meaning behind it. She’s not so unusual in that way. After all, how many young girls dream of being princesses? Even she can admit that the number of Disney movies alone Marinette has watched over and over again is a little ridiculous. And since her soulmark appeared, Marinette understandably never quite left behind the princess phase. After all, proudly curving on the back of her neck, almost hidden by her hairline, in clear script, is the word “Princess”. The thing her soulmate will call her. She’s not demanding or spoiled or anything like that, or she tries not to be, but that doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy feeling like a princess now and then.

She’s comfortable with her soulmark. It’s not the most uncommon thing, and her having a preference for more established nicknames means she knows from a young age that she’s bound to run into some confusion somewhere down the line. The whole, “are they or are they not?” thing that happens when people use nicknames for friends that just happens to align with their soulmark. She knows it’s coming, so she’s comfortable. Prepared.

She gets a little too comfortable, truth be told, but she learns to hold her tongue. Some people can be like Chat Noir, making up nicknames for everyone, their originality driving them through the cloud of the most common terms of endearment on soulmarks. Marinette is creative enough, and she used to do the same thing, but she learns better now. That leaves her in the other pool of people, who try not to use nicknames much at all, to avoid confusion.

Once you say something, there’s no taking it back. One affectionate “Chaton” and her crime-fighting partner thinks she’s the love of his life. But he never calls her “princess”. He never uses her mark-name. It doesn’t even occur to him to. Marinette takes this as proof that he’s not her soulmate after all, but whenever she tells him this, he just thinks up another nickname to call her.

It’s not frightening or even annoying so much as it is simply awkward. With an everyday friend, that may not be such a problem, but with her partner? They aren’t on the same wavelength, all because of a stupid mark-name. That’s dangerous.

Marinette learns to hold her tongue. Sure, a mistake in everyday life may not have such potentially severe consequences, but even so she’d rather avoid insistent men on her case in her civilian life if possible. Chat Noir is no problem, because Marinette trusts and likes him, but he does teach her a lesson on how some people may react to the wrong name. Nicknames, for her, end up reserved for only her closest friends, if that. The change isn’t as hard as she thinks.

Princess. Marinette can’t help the violent flinch that overcomes her at the name, but Chat Noir doesn’t seem to notice. He keeps going on showboating for her. Princess? Really? Is this a joke?

There’s no other explanation. It has to be some grand cosmic joke. The punchline to the greatest show on Earth. Because Marinette knows Chat Noir isn’t her soulmate. She knows he likes to make up nicknames, but never once has he called her “Princess”.

Marinette uncomfortably touches the mark on the back of her neck, disguising it as simply rubbing it awkwardly. The bold lines spelling out that word. Princess. What… Chat Noir calls her?

Marinette doesn’t have time to think about this. She has an akuma to take down, and with it targeting her as a civilian, she has to be at the top of her game. Chat Noir can wait, soulmate or not. At least for now.

It makes sense, to some extent. If Chat Noir has only not called her princess because his soulmate isn’t Ladybug but Marinette. But then what about him? She called him Chaton while and because he is Chat Noir. Marinette would never even think of calling someone that who isn’t moonlighting as a cat. But then, does that prove that they are soulmates? Or does it prove that they aren’t? Surely someone other than her will call him Chaton. It’s not exactly a hard place to reach, once they learn of his alter ego.

Yeah. Marinette thinks. It’s just a coincidence. Calling some damsel “princess” is just like him, anyway. It should be more surprising that he hasn’t until now. Marinette holds her hair up with one hand and a mirror with the other, examining the mark. Right?

“Tikki?” Marinette reaches one hand up into the air, idly grasping at nothing as her mind consumes her.

“What is it, Marinette?”

Marinette worries her lip, unsure if she can or should ask the question on the tip of her tongue. It takes a few stumbling attempts, but she ends up closing her eyes and asking what’s on her mind. “Why would I have a soulmate that I don’t love?”

Tikki is quiet for long enough that Marinette is tempted to sit up and look, but she refrains. She’s not sure she wants to see the expression on Tikki’s face.

“I just-” Marinette tries to explain. “Chat called me it. Princess. And I called him Chaton. That means we’re soulmates, right? But… I do- I don’t… I’m not sure I love him like that. He’s my best friend, of course, but… I just don’t see him as a… soulmate. Am I broken?”

“Oh, Marinette! No, no you’re not broken at all! Don’t you ever think that about yourself.”

“Bu-”

“No! I said, don’t! There’s nothing wrong with you. You don’t even know for sure that he is your soulmate, and even if he is, there’s nothing wrong with having a platonic soulmate! You don’t have to be in love to be soulmates!”

Marinette mulls over Tikki’s words. They echo in her head and roll in her mouth. “But… he loves me.”

“You’re both still so young, Marinette. Give it time! I’m sure things will become clear sooner or later.”

Now, Marinette does sit up. Tikki is smiling earnestly at her, the optimism and confidence in her eyes too infectious for Marinette to resist her own smile. “You really think so?”

“I know so!” Tikki says firmly. “Everything will be okay.”

The school trip is unexpected, in the sense that Marinette all but forgets about it. She knows she has a part in planning it, of course, and she does her part with aplomb, but all of that was set in stone so long ago that with everything else going on, from Hawk Moth to Chat being her maybe-soulmate, it totally slips her mind.

Not to mention how she almost doesn’t go at all. She has a city to protect now, after all. She can’t just go on vacation.

Master Fu solves that problem for her, though, and Marinette finds herself oddly relieved that Kaalki has such a convenient power. Time away from Hawk Moth, even if she is still on call, is just what the doctor ordered. Maybe, without all this outside pressure, she can sit down and figure everything out once and for all.

Plus, it should be fun. A visit to the Daily Planet with Alya in tow alone will make this trip to Metropolis more than worth it. That’s not even starting on all the other events, tours, and activities they have planned. It’s very exciting, and Marinette almost wishes she isn’t so distracted just so she can properly enjoy her classmate’s raving about everything they’re going to do in America.

She’s sure she’s missed some very entertaining discussions. Maybe Alya can catch me up?

“Woah, careful there, princess.”

Marinette freezes at the unexpected touch on her shoulders. She’s a hair away from taking this guy to the ground, but then the situation catches up with her and she barely stops herself.

Pole in the middle of the sidewalk? Threat. Cute guy who has just saved her from slamming face-first into that pole? Probably less so. Also, Princess?!

Marinette examines the guy warily. Black hair, unkempt like he’s just been through a wind tunnel, bright eyes furrowed with concern, muscular arms leading to hands that have still not removed themselves from her shoulders. She shrugs him off, never tearing her eyes from his. She knows how suspicious she must look, and the way he wilts under her stare makes her think she should probably tone it back a bit, but still.

She knows that mistakes happen. She knows Chat might be her soulmate. She knows the likelihood of it being some random passerby in America isn’t exactly in her favor. But he has to be sure. “Princess?” She echoes, more testily than she means.

The guy clears his throat awkwardly. “Ah, I- I’m sorry, I don’t know where that came from, I just- I saw you weren’t looking at the pole and I-”

“You what?” Marinette pushes him just for fun, because he’s so flustered, but she can’t help but smile. The bite leaves her voice, replaced with sarcasm. She hopes he can hear that it’s friendly. “Thought you’d save the princess? Eh, superman?” The boy flushes brilliantly, scratching at his neck as he looks to the ground. “I can take care of myself. A little pole isn’t going to hurt me.” She teases. “Thanks, though. You did save me this time.”

The boy chuckles awkwardly. “Ahaha, you’re welcome! Hey, uh, my name’s Jon! I… I’m not sure how to say this, I, uh…”

Now, Marinette knows mistakes happen, but she can also read a situation. The way his cheeks stay color as he bumbles through his introduction, the way he holds his neck a bit too reverent to be sheepish, the way his eyes go wide when she calls him “Superman”.

Jon takes a deep breath, apparently composing himself. “Sorry, I… that was super awkward. Um… You called me superman. That’s, uh…” He ducks down a bit, turning so that she can see the script on the back of his neck. “My mark-name. Also, weird, but, whatever. So, I was wondering if maybe princess was yours?”

Marinette chuckles and pulls her hair aside, turning so he can see her own mark. In the same exact place. Most soul-pairs have their marks in the same place, so that makes this seem more likely. Even still, Marinette has had false alarms before. This seems more legit than any so far, but…

But the way he lights up at the sight of the mark. That stops Marinette’s breath in her lungs. “It is!” Jon cheers. “I can’t believe it! It’s really you!”

Marinette calms her heart and tries to rid her face of the damn soft look she knows she has. “Maybe.” She says. “I’ve had a close call before. This looks legit, though, so… no promises, but maybe we can… I don’t know. Get coffee or something?”

“Yes! Yeah, sure! I’m- I am so down for that!” Jon grins from ear to ear. “Get to know each other, and then decide if we want to trust the mark-names or not?”

“Exactly.” Marinette says. “If you’re okay with that?”

“A hundred percent! I totally understand being cautious. Uh, here! Let me give you my number. You can let me know when you’re free? Unless… you are now?”

Marinette ducks her head to hide from the intensity of his gaze. It’s so… adoring. Not like Chat, not in the depths of love way, or the confident way he claims her as his. It’s in an optimistic way. In a hopeful, nervous way. It makes her chest flutter, and she can’t help but hope, too. “I’m actually in the city on a class trip. We’re having free time right now, so I’ve got, uh,” she checks her phone, “a couple hours.”

“Great! I know a good place to get coffee just around the corner. And, if you want, I could show you around a bit? I know the city pretty well.”

“I’d appreciate that.”

Jon guides her to the coffee shop, awkwardly drifting close but carefully keeping his hands off of her. It’s cute, watching him want to grab her hand or throw his arm over her shoulder, but Marinette appreciates that he doesn’t.

She can’t be sure from one conversation and a couple of mark-names, but Jon seems just as likely as Chat to be her soulmate. Is he? Is Chat? Marinette ducks away from his eyes again, brushing her hair behind her ear as that single glimpse makes her stomach somersault. It’s impossible to tell from this meeting alone, but if the feeling in her chest is telling her anything, it’s saying to give this a chance. Maybe that’s all she really needs.

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archieimagines · 5 years

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Tied Up | Doctor Strange One Shot

requested by: anon warnings: violence, swearing, some description of injuries but nothing major this is a soulmate!au with the whole colour shebang thing. monochrome vision to colour after meeting your soulmate kinda shit. enjoy <3

You threw up your hands, creating a barrier between yourself and the crumbling structure of what used to be a clocktower. The force of the falling rubble made you grit your teeth, but wasn’t anything too uncomfortable for you to handle. With a defiant shove, you pushed the barrier upward, following behind before flying to the man behind it all. He, like all things, was in shades of white and black. His costume was pretty plain, compared to some of the ‘interesting’ designs you’d come across. Not like you could talk, your suit was made of a bullet, fire and weather proof polymer, with a cape to aid in aerodynamics. Your best friend by day and tech/super hero stylist by night had designed it and may have illegally stolen the material from her lab at Stark Industries. Your mask covered the majority of your face, only your mouth was exposed.

You had specified to her that the costume be black and white, as she (unlike you) had found her soulmate. Jenny was absolutely delightful and now the two of them could see the full range of colours that filled the lives of those lucky enough to find their other half. Meaning they were what stood between your costume looking ridiculous or badass.

“You’ll never defeat the likes of CORRUPTION CLAW!” He declared from his perch on the nearby building, his nefarious tech surrounding him, most of it actually stolen from the man of Iron, but you couldn’t tell Corruption Claw that. “There’s no point in trying to stop me, I’ve already won!” He cackled.

With a roll of your eyes, you sent a strong blast of energy towards him. He ducked to safety, but his tech was obliterated to the point that it was laughable.

You landed on the platform, lifting the man by his costume’s collar like a sack of potatoes, he tried to fight back, going as far as to spit in your face. You remained unfazed, while your best friend was screaming profanities at Corruption Claw down the comm line. Most of their words being about how the spitting was highly unhygienic. He tilted his head back, to do it again. But you slammed your forehead into his face, his nose making a satisfying crunch before he started wailing.

“AH FUCKING HELL! I think you broke my nose!”

“I’m sure the medical staff at the prison you’ll be sent to will be able to sort that out for you.” You reply, starting to drag him of the platform to deliver him to the proper authorities. But his sudden laughter that reminded you of the creepy children in every horror movie made you freeze. “What?”

“You didn’t think I had a contingency plan did you?”

“Wha—” But his contingency rammed it’s into your chest, sending you flying through the air. The head of the missile pushing you further and further away from Corruption Claw. Who by now was most likely making a dastardly escape. After the initial shock of being hit by a literal missile wore off, you composed yourself and attempted to change it’s direction. Using all your strength, the missile started to get higher into the atmosphere. But what you didn’t take into consideration was the possibility that it had a countdown to detonation.

The force of the detonation and shrapnel that speared itself into your body sent you hurling from the sky unconscious. Your body spun as it hurled towards the ground, but as your imminent impact with the ground raced towards your body, you regained just enough control to direct yourself through the roof of some manor and through the first two floors before stopping at what was most likely the ground floor. You were aware of the crater that your impact had made on the flooring, in the future you would cringe when thinking how much it would cost to fix it.

Groaning, you managed to pull yourself up, but couldn’t manage to fly out of there. Your mask had been partially wrecked in the explosion, half of it now only remained, deciding that it was of no use now you pulled it off your face. Your ribcage felt as if someone had tried to use it as a xylophone. So you had to settle for uneasy staggering with a large side of pained grunts. You had managed to move about a foot away from your crater before you heard flaps from the upper levels. In your dazed confusion, it hadn’t occurred to you that someone might be home. You weren’t quite sure how you were going to explain to the owner why they now had a multi level skylight and designer superhero shaped hole in their floor. But then the realisation that it might have been Corruption Claw hit you and you spun around, mustering the most heroic face you could.

Only to be met with a floating cape. Confusion took hold of you once more, your defensive stance slackening in awe of the cape. You couldn’t explain it, but it seemed almost sentient. You tilted your head to the side, the collar of the cape copied the action simultaneously. It was incredibly unprofessional but you couldn’t help but giggle at it. Rather than seeing it as a threat it sort of reminded you of a puppy. You extended your arm to touch the fabric, but before your gloved fingers could make contact, you were thrown into the wall by a grey glow. And then a strangely clothed man, who was now cloaked by the sentient accessory floats down. Strange glowing symbols surrounded him, his stance was on the offensive, ready to attack her. He was rather attractive if she had to admit it to herself, she quite liked his goatee, but in that moment her attention wasn’t exactly focused on his facial grooming.

“Who are you and what business do you have here?” He demanded to know, his tone unflinchingly threatening. You raised an eyebrow, not that impressed with his whole aesthetic he had going on.

“Okay, Mr Glowy Lights. I just got thrown out of the sky by a literal missile so I’m not really interested in your whole thing you got going.” He too didn’t look impressed by your response, the symbols intensifying, his hands began twirling, the symbols beginning to morph with the movement of his hands. Groaning out of annoyance you prepared to fight back, not able to keep a pained gasp quiet in front of the wizard man guy.

Then suddenly he was on top of you, the pair of you cursed at the sudden collision. It was then that you realised your movement was restricted by some unknown force. It had you in a deadlock against the owner of the manor, uncomfortably close you would specify. As you tried to break free you noticed that the man’s cloak was what had them wrapped together, but from the look on his face, he hadn’t planned on it to do this. It was almost funny, and you couldn’t help but have a ghost of a smile on your face.

“What’s so funny?”

“Oh, just that you don’t have control of your accessories…”

“The Cloak of Levitation is not an accessory.”

“Sure, buddy. If you know so much about it, why don’t you make it unwrap us?” His silence not only proved your statement, but was oh, so satisfying. The frown on the stranger’s face was almost adorably grumpy.

“I knew it! Okay, why don’t you try to move your arm so I can—” You began to advise, but were interrupted by his forehead smacking into your own rather harshly. Swearing loudly, you couldn’t help but close your eyes due to the sudden pain. But were taken off guard by the guy’s strangled gasp. Opening them slightly, your own gasp escaped your lips.

There were so many, more than you thought was possible. You had always been told by your parents that colours had an almost infinite amount, but you had always thought they had just sat it to make you more determined to find your soulmate…The wizard. Looking up into his eyes, they were beautiful, you didn’t know what the colour was called, but it was possibly your favourite. His hair was dark, with the sides partially greying. You quickly studied all his features, wanting to know everything about him as an unbridled joy filled your being.

“Who are you?” You asked after realising you still didn’t know his name.

“Doctor Strange.”

“Your really going to give me your alter ego?”

“No—I’m—My last name is Strange and I’m a doctor.”

“Okay…” You chuckled, he too chuckled, it was something you would make sure to hear every day from that moment. You then realised that the cape hadn’t been holding you together anymore, but he and you hadn’t noticed while being lost in each other’s presence. “Looks like your ‘Cloak of Levitation’ is a really good wingman.”

“Why did you use air quotes?”

“Hmm?”

“You used air quotes when calling it the Cloak of Levitation.”

“Seems like a weird name for a cape. It looks more like a Bob to me.”

“You did not just name the Cloak of Levitation Bob!” You shrugged your shoulders, his face was twisted in a look of annoyance in bewilderment. Taking a step back, the world suddenly went sideways and the burrito you’d had for breakfast started to head back up your oesophagus. Before you hit the ground, his arms caught you, leaving you in a pose that felt like it was straight out of a 90’s rom-com. “I think you might have a concussion. I don’t think you should leave just yet.”

“Are you trying to keep me here, Doctor?” You flirted and batted your eyes at your soulmate, still quietly marvelling at all the colours that you now got to experience thanks to him.

“Stephen. And... partially. I still have to honour the Hippocratic oath, it’s just a coincidence that you happen to be my soulmate.” He explained nonchalantly yet had a smirk growing on his face. Your face gradually came closer to his, your eyes almost exclusively focused on his lips. Just as they were about to connect a familiar voice caused you and Stephen to part.

“Um, hello? Are you there? You’ve been radio silent for a while. And if your suit is ruined in any way I’M GOING TO REACH DOWN THE COMM AND CHOKE YOU OUT BECAUSE THAT MATERIAL IS WORTH ABOUT A ZILLION DOLLARS AND I DID NOT COMMIT A FELONY FOR YOU TO GET IT BLOWN UP!” You almost pulled the comm out of your ear, they were so loud at the other end. Their threat sent a chill up your spine, as you knew they would follow through if the suit had been ruined. But thankfully, the shrapnel, explosion and falling through two levels of flooring had only lead to some slight tearing.

“Uh, yeah I’m fine by the way and so’s the suit.”

“I SWEAR I’M GONNA MURDE—Cool, why the silence then?” You couldn’t help but glance at Stephan after the question, he smiled at you but he looked painfully awkward. Had probably overheard the entire thing.

“Let’s just say I got a little tied up.” You replied, eyes connecting with Stephen’s, and couldn’t help but smile. You couldn’t wait to get to know more about him. And by the look on his face, he wanted the same thing too.

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hamhamparadise · 5 years

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September 21st, Happy Birthday Boss!

Boss is one of the main Ham-Hams, and the self-appointed leader of the Ham-Hams.

Boss is a beige furred hamster with dark brown spots on his bottom, nose and ears with different shapes. His nose one, for example, makes it look like he has a beard. He also sports some really huge eyebrows, his whiskers are messed up and his left ear has a deep cut on it. He also wears a construction cap with a tiny crescent moon on it, albeit we don’t know who give it to him or when did he obtained it. Sometimes, he carries a shovel to dig tunnels.

Boss’ personality features a few improvements along the series, but he is a gentle to his friends, scary to his enemies guy, that tries to hide his good-heart under a “cool and tough dude” appearance. He has many insecurities, not only in love, but also towards his friends, and that sometimes makes him jump to conclusions and do the wrong thing. He wants to be a famous guy loved by his deeds, and admired by his friends and love interests. He is also a very maternal hamster, albeit he does his best to hide that fact. In later episodes, he starts to develop a second persona which involves becoming a gentle nurse or crossdressing in general, although he can’t hide his manly manners.

Boss is the first wild hamster we meet in the series, and we barely know anything of his life previous to meeting the Ham-Hams, other than he lived in a really basic den. Being a wild hamster, Boss does not have any owner. He lives in the Clubhouse along with Snoozer.

As a wild hamster, Boss likes to build tunnels, gathers his own food, prepares his own bed and is used to run away or fight predators. He has some trouble with the sea, although he wishes to become a “hamster of the sea” to impress his friends.

Boss has a second alter ego called “Hero Ham”, a brave and powerful super hamster that fights crime and protects the Ham-Hams from evil entities like the Muha-muha Alien.

Boss’ Japanese name is Taisho-kun, which is a way to say “Boss” or “Leader”. Since we don’t know anything about his previous life, we can’t tell if he chose this name himself given his desire to become a leader or if someone else name him this way.

In the Japanese dub, Boss refers to himself as “oresama”, which is a rather delinquent way of referring to yourself, as if you are the most important person around.

Boss has his own image song, called “Norahamu Koushinkyoku” which can be translated roughly as “Wild Hamster’s Improvement Song”, the translation seems a little weird but think about it as a song about how great being a Wild Hamster is.

Boss’ birthday was apparently chosen at random, since it is not a special date or a pun. If you happen to know why, please let us know! There’s a possibility that it was a randomly chosen Virgo date since he’s very soft on the inside despite his tough domineer

Relationships

Boss happens to have a few love interests during the series, all of which are one-way only and some are born from simple misunderstandings on his end. As we explained, Boss craves for the love and admiration of the fellow Ham-Hams so it is only natural that this happens in his love live too.

Bijou is the first and most important crush of Boss. The very reason the Ham-Hams ever met Bijou is precisely because Boss found her and wanted to confess his feelings towards her. Being shy he failed, but through the series he keeps making advances little by little, and sometimes we can see a Bijou that is actually moved by him. This couple could be described as “Lady and the Tramp.”

Following up, Boss apparently fell in love with Gelato, a minor character that appears a few times, and whose theme is related to ice cream. She is a very young hamster that lives in her fantasy world, however, and sees Boss more like a knight than a possible boyfriend. We can’t really understand why would Boss fell in love with such a young girl but we assume it has to be with the fact that she looked up to him, something that he craves so much.

And finally, there’s Oshare. Oshare is an old friend of Bijou, from France, and she visited Japan along with her owner. Oshare had a Japanese crush back in France, and she wanted to know more about his culture. Boss takes the offer and teaches her how a true Japanese hamster is, but he also believes that she is in love with him and he has to decide whether he prefers Bijou or her.

Episodes

Episode 31 - Boss is a Mom!

Boss meets a baby kitten and decides to take care of it as if it was his mother. The Ham-Hams are scared at first, but when Boss shows them that it means no harm, they open up to it.

Episode 56 - Boss, the cool ham of the sea!

Boss wants to impress Bijou and take her sailing, but he is seasick! Will he be able to get better and surf the waves with the white hamster?

Episode 91 - Boss runs away! Boss tries to confess to Bijou again, but fails. Sabu appears for the first time at the Clubhouse, and Boss decides to leave with him in order to make himself a true man and be able to confess his love!

Episode 121 – Boss’ showdown

A cat attacks Bijou, and Hamtaro and Boss run to protect her. However when the cat jumps, Boss frightens and ducks, which makes the cat trip. Bijou thinks he was brave, but he is mad at his cowardice, and fights with Hamtaro. Sabu tells them they should have a duel instead!

Episode 145 - Boss’ new room

Boss is angry that the Ham-Hams keep walking into his bedroom when he tries to take a nap and storms off. The Ham-Hams then decide to make a new room for Boss!

Episode 190 - Bonjour, Oshare!

Oshare, a new friend from France, is here! Boss seems to fall for her, but, who will he choose? Bijou, his long time love, or this new girl?

Episode 193 - I’m parting, Clubhouse!

When it looks like Hamtaro is leaving town forever, Boss talks with Bijou and says that he will be fine without her, in order to try to make her move on and have a chance. But he learns that this was a terrible move, and decides to leave in order to become a better man! Episode 199 - It’s your turn, Hero-Ham!

Boss is still scared about meeting the Ham-Hams after what he did, but he wants to hang out with them more, so he creates a hidden identity, “Hero Ham”, and protects the Ham-Hams!

Episode 228 – Being a Dad can be painful!

Boss draws a poorly drawn Bijou, but then the drawing comes to life thanks to Lazuli’s magic. Boss names her Shiron, and plays with her as if it was his daughter. But this can’t last forever...

Episode 276 – So Popular! Being a man is hard

Boss thinks that all the girls have fallen for him, what will he do with this newfound popularity?

We want to wish Boss a Happy Birthday!

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dragonkeeper19600 · 4 years

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Super Mario Bros.: Fallen Star AU (Part 2)

Part 1 is here.

Stella spent most of her childhood in that same secluded cottage where she was born.

Her mother Peach, Toadsworth, and a small number of servants lived there with them.

All the staff in the house were sworn to secrecy. If Bowser ever learned that Peach and her daughter were living in Sarasaland, it could be trouble.

The world waited anxiously to see if Bowser would expand his empire outside the Mushroom Kingdom.

But, he didn’t.

The truth was, he had come in some way to fear the Havoc Star, the very entity that had given him his victory.

He was still unwilling to give it up, but he himself had barely survived that final attack on Peach’s Castle,

And it had killed Mario, something he had never been able to do and - he realized in the few moments of complete self-honesty - had never really wanted to do.

So, he kept it under tight lock and key, using it as a deterrent more than anything else.

But, his forces were still probing the depths of space for Peach.

But, though she grew up in safety, Stella became restless.

Her mother and the other adults around her frequently told her stories of Mario, her hero father, and how he’d saved the Mushroom Kingdom time and time again.

She learned, from an early age, that she was a princess whose rightful kingdom had been stolen from her by a monster named Bowser.

Unsurprisingly, she came to think of the faraway Mushroom Kingdom, a country she had never seen, as hers.

And, she came to idolize Mario, dreaming of becoming a great hero like him.

But, these noble dreams were deeply troublesome to Luigi.

At every waking moment, he was plagued by an all-consuming fear:

What if I lose her, too?

Luigi didn’t live with Peach and Stella, but he and Daisy visited them often.

A few years after Stella was born, Luigi and Daisy were married.

At first, it was a question if they ever could be together.

After all, wasn’t Luigi supposed to be hiding?

But, Daisy ultimately decided she didn't want to wait.

Why should they have to put their lives on hold just because of Bowser?

Their wedding was simultaneously an act of love and defiance.

We won’t spend our lives hiding and cowering because of you. We’re going to carry on.

But, for all Daisy’s noble ideals, and Luigi’s ultimate acceptance, Peach was still unable to attend the wedding.

That she missed her best friend’s wedding ceremony was a source of deep regret for Peach.

Luigi and Daisy privately celebrated with Peach, Stella, and Toadsworth afterword.

Even so, Peach had lost even the most basic things she had come to take for granted.

Eventually, Daisy and Luigi started to bring their own kids around to visit Stella.

Stella loved her cousins but became increasingly aware of the huge difference between their lives and hers.

They were all royalty, but her cousins were known and loved all throughout their country, whereas Stella had to hide.

Stella longed to leave the comfort of her refuge.

She wanted adventure in the great, wide somewhere.

Toadsworth passed away while Stella was still little, and so she spent much of her childhood wracking Luigi’s poor nerves.

She played rougher than he liked, roamed farther than he liked.

Luigi was neurotic and overprotective with his own children,

But with Stella, he worried on a whole other level.

Peach and Daisy were able to eventually convince him to train her in jumping, fighting, etc.

Their reasoning is that it would be better for Stella to be prepared if anyone ever did come for her.

Luigi, however, would’ve preferred for everything he taught her to be strictly theoretical.

He would be content if she stayed home for the rest of her life

And the skills he gave her were never put to use.

It should be pointed out that at this point, Luigi had resumed his heroics in the Mushroom Kingdom.

He was tempted for a long time to retire.

After all, he had a wife and kids now.

He had done all he could, and the Mushroom Kingdom had still fallen.

The people didn’t need a failure like him.

But, no matter how much he tried to reason with himself, he couldn’t ignore the Call.

Before, when he’d stayed behind to “guard the home front,” it had been with the knowledge that Mario was out there handling it.

But now, Mario was gone.

If Luigi didn’t come, then no one would.

But, there was a problem.

Technically, Luigi was now a prince of Sarasaland.

If he began interfering with Bowser’s rule in the Mushroom Kingdom, it might mean war,

A war that no one in Sarasaland felt they could win.

So, Luigi took a cue from Daisy,

And did his heroics in a mask.

And, don’t pretend you don’t know what his alter-ego looked like.

(To clarify something, I don’t think Mr. L exists in the main continuity. I think this is something unique to the Paper Mario universe. These events would be the debut of the Mr. L costume in this universe because multiversal resonance and all that.)

Luigi, as Mr. L, would sneak into the Mushroom Kingdom and rescue the Toads still trapped there, helping them to escape Bowser’s rule and run elsewhere.

Mr. L became sort of a resistance vigilante.

That Mr. L is actually Luigi is one of those widely-kept secrets that everyone knew.

But, although Bowser suspected Mr. L was Luigi, he was never able to prove it.

Sarasaland always firmly denied that Mr. L was Luigi.

After all, Luigi was right here in the capital with his wife. Don’t be silly!

Complicating matters was that Luigi had gone prematurely gray after Mario’s death.

So, he looked just different enough for there to be doubt.

But, going solo against Bowser’s tightly regulated war machine was putting a strain on Luigi.

There were so many people living in a state of oppression under Bowser, and there was no way he could save them all.

And it didn’t improve his mood when he caught Stella following him across the border.

Stella was 16 at the time and had decided she was ready to fight alongside her uncle.

Mr. L was jumped by a few of the Koopa Troop, and he nearly had a heart attack when Stella joined the brawl.

She held her own just fine, but when the dust cleared and the enemies had fled, Stella was stunned when her uncle responded not with gratitude or praise but fury.

What did she think she was doing here? Did she think this was some kind of game?

I told you to stay with your mother!

Stella’s adrenaline-fueled excitement gave way to indignation.

She’d helped! He can’t pretend she hadn’t helped!

The Mushroom Kingdom is her country! She can’t sit by and do nothing!

She’s not a child anymore! (She was.)

Luigi grabbed her by the shoulders and exploded.

If they find out who you are, they’ll kill you!

Why don’t you understand? What’s wrong with you?

Do you want me to watch you die? DO YOU?

Stella is stunned. She’s used to Luigi worrying over her but not like this.

Luigi drops to his knees and buries his face in her stomach.

I’m begging you!

Please, don’t do this to me!

Stella feels tears on her overalls.

She hears herself agreeing.

She’s called Luigi “Zio” (the Italian word for “uncle”) her whole life.

Okay, Zio. Okay.

I’ll stay home.

I won’t leave anymore.

Please, don’t cry.

Ever since she was a child, Stella had been in awe of her uncle’s love for her.

He spoke of her father often, and his voice was always so sad.

One night, when she’d been unable to fall asleep, she’d heard someone come into her room.

She’d kept her eyes closed as that someone stroked her bangs from her forehead.

She’d known it was her uncle when she felt the whiskers on her cheek.

He’d left, closing the door behind him. She’d ducked her head beneath her sheets, her heart full to bursting.

What’s a little girl meant to do with so much love, so much sorrow?

She’d sometimes felt as though it would crush her.

It was her uncle’s love for her, his sorrow, and, ultimately, his fear of her

That made her agree.

She allowed him to escort her home.

She kept her promise for two years.

#super mario bros #fallen star au #luigi #stella #mr. l #princess peach #princess daisy #toadsworth #mario #bowser #angst #character death #havoc star #fan fic #au

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Problems in the Mallard family

Here, I got to the important part. From now on, my fanfiction will relate to a crossover between two series or between two super heroes or between two ducks living in the same world who have similar traits and personalities, similar problems, and both are parents. Yes, this story refers to it as well as the later story of the hero's fight against the villains. I know I'm not the only one who writes like this, there are others who wrote it, but no one but me (and I mean another person) has ever written fanfiction related to the Donald Duck comic book, Ducktales (above all I mean the 1987 version), Darkwing Duck and on the Quack Pack (as far as I can see no one has ever written a crossover between Darkwing Duck and the Quack Pack), so maybe I'm the first to write about this and maybe not. What I'm going to write now is from my point of view and the way I see it. If there is anything I did wrong, feel free to correct me. Before I go any further, let me just inform you about some things, so that you can understand later my story, that is, the continuation of my fanfiction story. First, I'll use Darkving Duck or Drake Mallard from the original series (1991 version), so this Drake has nothing to do with Jim Starling or Drake Mallard from the Ducktales reboot. Secondly, as far as Launchpad is concerned, there is no need for me to explain, since one knows what kind of person he is, just to emphasize that he is not too stupid, that is, he is not too idiot as some think. Third, Gosalyn and Honker will be in their teens (between 13 and 15 years old) as Webby and Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck in my previous chapters of my fanfiction story, and that I use the Webby version from the original Ducktales series, not the Ducktales reboot, similar to the Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck I use their Quack Pack version and have nothing to do with the Ducktales reboot version. Let’s understand, I have nothing against their Ducktales reboot version except for some things, but in my fanfiction story I’ll use their Quack Pack version so you understand later what I’ll write about them. So Gosalyn, Honker, Huey, Dewey and Louie are the same age, and Webby is one year or two younger, you know. I always wondered what Gosalyn and Honker would look like as teenagers, I know there is some fanart about it, and I'll probably describe them based on my vision in my fanfiction story. Fourth, they will meet again (this is their second encounter, their first encounter as children, their second encounter as teens, I think of Huey, Dewey, Louie, Webby, Gosalyn and Honker) because they have met before (based on the comic book "Dangerous Currency" when they met Scrooge McDuck and Darkwing Duck and saw their first encounter). Yes, I do not forget, Gosalyn will have similar personalities as in the original, except that she will have some traits (and personalities), typical of teens and that her trait (personalities) will be similar to those of Huey, Dewey and Louie. Fifth, Morgana Macawber in my fanfiction story will be different, in terms of her appearance, namely that she wears wavy hair, not a comb of hair (if that's on what I think it is). The rest will be the same as the old one, but Honker's brother Tank will be an older boy, older than Honker and a little more awkward, and let me just say that I'm not a fan of Honker's brother Tank because he's a really uncultured and uninteresting character, at least to me. I told Donald and Daisy in my fanfiction story earlier. And this is it for now, if there are any questions regarding this, feel free to ask me, I'm free to give you answers. And here I am to continue my story where I left off.

Chapter Four

It was four in the afternoon, at St. Canard was still hot during the month of July and was quiet in one part of the city, since there were no skyscrapers or heavy traffic in that part of the city, and there were all kinds of houses. At one of those houses, a duck entered his house tired of the hard work he had been doing for most of the day, since the morning. as soon as he entered his house he said: "I am the terror that flaps in the night...ah, I forgot the other day, and I'm not even dressed as a super hero. Oops, I have to close the door so someone won't hear me whispering," said the tired Drake Mallard, realizing that he still hadn't yet to say his famous phrase by which he is known as Darkwing Duck (his secret superhero alter ego). As soon as he closed the door, he made his way to his room, seeing his friend, and partly his partner, Launchpad McQuack, watching TV showing sales of some goods, known as the TV Shop. "Hi Drake, you're probably tired now after the hard work you've had. Here, I'm looking at selling comfortable pillows where you can have a good night's sleep. You want me to order it?" Said Launchpad Mcquack to Drake. Launchapd himself was in a Hawaiian T-shirt, a little different from Donald's shirt and in short pants, while Drake was in one business man's suit except that he was not wearing pants. "Yes, Launchpad. Free."-replied Drake, changing his mind for a moment and becoming a little dissatisfied, "Wait, just a second. Is that a pillow that shakes a little like it relaxes me? Is that an advertisement ?!" "Yes, that's the one," Launchpad replied. "Well, I certainly won't.After all, I don't believe in these silly commercials and TV shops at all. Last time I bought a pillow that makes me dream, I almost choke. Not to mention the vacuum cleaner that destroyed my forehead. Please Launchpad, change the channel quickly so I don't throw this purse in my hand right on the TV."-Drake replied dissatisfied. "Fine, I will. But you really won't buy a pillow, maybe it's just the right pillow to help you sleep." "Thank you, Launchpad, but no. I am no longer naive to believe those silly messages to whom they want to push us through their wares and steal our money from this vicious people who have to pay taxes immensely." "Hm, isn't the goal for them to make some money for themselves through their goods?" "Exactly, Launchpad. You see you're not stupid as many people talk and know how to insult," Drake said, taking off his tie and slim coat. "Just a Launchpad to get to my room to change and go back immediately. God, how hot it is for me, it's too warm here," Drake said, sweating and taking quick steps to his room to change and put on his Hawaiian shirt and return be back after one minute. "Of course, but you see the fan working so it's no problem," Launchpad replied. "Yeah, just because he cools you down, not me at all. Just drink this lemonade," Drake said, and took the lemonade that was on the table, drank it, but spit it out at the same time (sorry for the expression). "What's this lemonade? Sour and not cold at all ?!" Drake complains. "Well, lemon is sour," Launchpad replied. "I mean the juice," Drake replied. "You meant lemonade ?! And, this lemonade shouldn't be, maybe I put lemon in the water too much," Launchpad said, scratching his head a little as he thought about it. "Did you put some sugar in?" "Yes, I did not, at all. I forgot completely." - Launchpad replied, slightly embarrassed. Drake glares at him, "Launchpad! Well, he has to put some sugar in the lemonade to make it sweet. Isn't that right ?!" "Yes, of course. Although when I drank it, it wasn't sour at the time, it was sweet to me," Launchpad replied. Drake looks at him a little puzzled and starts to think that he didn't overdo it a bit and starts to slowly drink one glass of lemonade again, but sip at the sip. "Well, it doesn't look so bad. Well, it tastes good, but a little bit, but it's still sour. Of course, Launchpad thank you and sorry for the moment." "You don't have to apologize to me. It's okay and it's happening. Maybe you're a little nervous considering you're tired." "You're right Launchpad. I have to sit down and rest for a moment," Drake said, sitting in his armchair. Drake continued, "Yes, I'm exhausted, tired, nervous, and a little more worried about some things. First, my Morgana. For now, we're engaged, I don't know when we're going to get married. I'm worried I'll have to share some things." with her that I don't like at all, like the dishes she prepares. " "Don't worry Drake. She knows Morgan, what you don't like, and I don't believe you will break up for some little things. Admittedly, she loves you as a Darkwing Duck, not like Drake Mallard." "Yes, Launchpad, but I told her my secret identity so she knows. She doesn't like Morgan. When something is said against her that she loves very much, it breaks her heart a little and makes her very angry. Not to say, how does she it has spiders and bats behind it, and it also deals with magic, which many people view as some kind of witchcraft. ”Drake replied anxiously. "Did you tell Morgana about having to adjust to a life where she doesn't need to use some of her abilities to keep herself from explaining herself?" "I'm not a Launchpad. After all, if you told her that, you would be mad at me." "I don't think so. Morgana, you may be a dangerous woman, but she is very caring. She saved your life several times." "I know Launchpad as I do to her. And my Gosalyn likes it too. My Gosalyn loves Morgan as if he were his mother, and I'm sure Gosalyn would love to have his other parent as well."

"Then the matter is resolved. Just make a deal with her, she'll understand you and the finished thing," Launchpad replied cheerfully. "Thank you Launchpad, but there's one problem," Drake replied sadly. “What ?!” Launchpad asked. "I'm moving." "Well that's not bad." "Not bad, considering I don't have to suffer those Muddlefoot except Honker certainly, but it's bad that I'll be further from my Morgan." "Why?" "Because in a month I have to move to Duckburg. I got a new job." "Duckburg ?! Well that's great, considering I lived there for a while and worked there. I'd love to go back there," Launchpad said excitedly. "Yes, to work again with that miserable rich duck who just orders ?!" "Yes, I worked for Mr McDee as a pilot for a while, and I haven't seen him in a long time. Like the boys, Webby, Donald, Duckworth, Beakly, Fenton ..." "Fenton ?! You mean Gizmoduck ?! That crazy duck ?!" "I don't know if he's a Gizmoduck and I don't know if he's crazy, but yes, I'd love to meet Fenton again. Wait, aren't you and Fenton friends ?!" "Friends ?! Nah. Maybe, we're more partners, and Fenton isn't interesting to me either." "Why ?! He really is to me." "For you yes, for me not. He is loved more by people than by me." "Don't be jealous. I think you misunderstand the point. They prefer him as a super hero rather than as a common man. As a common man and his accountant, everyone goes out except Scrooge, and his job is easier now than before," Launchpad replied.

"Okay, maybe I misjudged Fenton. But again, I don't like Scrooge. His last encounter with him was bad for me, since he won me the bet, and he's a bastard." "He may have won you a bet because he always wins, but you beat the Beagle Boys, Magica de Spell, Negaduck and a few villains together and I see no reason to be angry." "Launchpad, I know you're praising because you worked for him, even if he paid you poorly, unlike me, but again he can't be a partner for me. Not to tell you he got you out of work." "He didn't drive me away. He sent me on a forced vacation and gave me a few years to do whatever I wanted, and I'm happy with that, because so far I've mostly been with you," Launchpad said, getting up and hugging Drake. "Good Launchpad, let me go." "All right," Launchpad said, letting go of Drake and returning to the couch. "Launchpad, it's actually a cancellation. You've been fired, not a vacation of several years. It doesn't exist," Drake said angrily. "Any dismissal, man. I was told by Mr McDee that I had a vacation and I took it. I don't see what the problem is?" "Good Launchpad. You've got a break. And if you go back to Duckburg now, what are you going to do there ?!" "Hm... He would probably go back to work with Mr McDee again as a pilot anyway." Drake looks at him angry seriously, but after a few moments he goes on, "Okay, let's just leave it at work. I leave your job to you and do what you want. But you have to know I'm moving to Duckburg and I'm serious this time." "Good. You'll probably bring both Gosalyn and Morgan with you." "Gosalyn yes, but I'm not sure about Morgan. I don't know how she would look at that." "She would definitely go with you." "I don't know, I'm not sure. I should talk to Morgan about it so I'll see how it will be. But I'm worried about Gosalyn again. Otherwise, where is she?" "In her room, she plays video games on her computer." "Oh, yeah. Wait, he's playing games on this hot day ?!" "Don't worry, she's got a fan in her room, and she has a cooler in her computer, so don't worry. It's cold in her room." "Good, Launchpad. I just hope she's okay. I'm worried she'll respond to the eviction, since she hangs out a lot with Honker, as well as some friends at school, even though she doesn't have many friends there, since she's most avoid her and mock her sadly. Poor my Gosalyn, neither guilty nor obliged to suffer for some of the things she is not at all guilty of, and I don't know how she would fit in Duckburg. " "Don't worry, Drake. I'm sure she'll fit better in Duckburg than St. Canard. And I have great friends Gosalyn would definitely hang out with." "I hope you're right Launchpad, since I don't worry for no reason. Launchpad, you know that she's no longer a sweet little girl, she's a teenager now and she's slowly changing. I'm worried she won't get into more trouble .I care enough and as an ordinary father, I also worry enough as a super hero, since she goes with me as a Quiverwing Quack and the older she gets, she gets involved in even more dangerous wreckage. I don't know, I'm afraid that because of some of her extreme actions, she won't fall into the trap she would really suffer from. As a father, I must not allow such things. " "Don't worry, while you're near her, she won't get hurt, and you have to let her be a little alone." "I know, Launchpad, but again, I worry. This world is too cruel where no one cares about anyone and I care how Gosalyn will adapt to it." "Drake, you worry too much. Relax, if you talk to her about some things, she will certainly have an understanding for you as well as you for her." "Thank you Launchpad. Maybe you're right. I worry too much. But then again, I'm going to be sorry for Honker. He's a very good boy and I'm worried about how he will accept our departure. I wish I could take him, but unfortunately I can't. " "Well, I mean, it would be sad, certainly, but since there are social networks now, it might not be that much. Gosalyn and Honker would certainly talk over social networks. You know, technology itself is changing." "I know, Launchpad, but it's not the same when you see yourself on mobile or computer or live for real." "Fine, but I know they certainly can't separate even if they're far away. Since they're best friends, I'm sure they'll find a way to get along." "I hope you're right Launchpad. I just have to say ..." Drake said, but as he wanted to continue, there was some loud noise outside. Someone broke through a fence and accidentally hit a tree. And a loud trumpet from the van was heard. "what the hell ?! Who broke this into the yard ?!" Drake asked suddenly. "Let's check it out," Launchpad replied, and the two got up and checked who it might be. They opened the door and saw that half the yard was in chaos, and in the middle of the yard was a van that hit a tree. That van was a van that was a small house considering it had beds, a kitchen and a toilet. Drake reacted to this by opening his mouth wide and watching as part of his yard was destroyed. He gets out of the van, two people who were anthro-ducks, one male with a Hawaiian shirt, and the other was a woman with very beautiful hair and a beautiful pink dress suitable for a TV presenter and beautiful pink shoes with heels. Launchpad looked at everyone with excited looks, partly in love, which was typical of Launchpad when he always saw beautiful ladies. At that moment, a duck with a Hawaiian shirt said, "Ah phooey! I got a tire pierced, and I have to take the van to a car mechanic, and I don't have enough money for it. Why it has to go wrong," Donald Duck said and hit with his foot in the van and after that Donald leaps upwards, holding both of his hands by the knee of the leg that hit the van. "Donald, are you okay?!" Daisy asked carefully. "Yes, Daisy. It's just that I have to take the van to the car mechanic, and I don't have enough money to repair it," Donald said angrily, not angry at Daisy, but at the van. "Don't worry, Donald, I'll pay for you. Just don't be mad, okay ?!" "All right, Daisy," Donald replied, calming. At that moment, he came out of the van and Louie Duck, with green shorts, a green sleeveless T-shirt and a backwards cap, said anxiously, "Uncle Donald! Aunt Daisy! Are you okay?!" "We're fine, Louie. It's okay. How are your brothers and Webby?!" Daisy said. "The brothers are ok, they just have a little head, now they will come out too, and Webby is fine too," Louie said. "Good. Thank God!" "Louie, could you please bring someone close to you who is expert in repairing the van, since..." - Donald asked Louie, but at that moment Donald glanced casually toward a house where two men were looking at them, one excited and shy eyes, others opening their mouths wide. Donald is surprised, too, and with him Daisy looking right at Drake and Launchpad. These were the views that would change their relationships.

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So many Disney Duck characters have a super hero/villain alter-ego in the Italian comics... But not Glomgold! This changes today. Meet Shadow Shanter! Masked Tophat’s “greatest enemy”.

#I have so many ideas about how this would work in a DT17 AU... Maybe one day I’ll talk about it more #ducktales #flintheart glomgold #scrooge mcduck #duck avenger #scromgold #masked tophat #shadow shanter #my art

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bitofthisandthat · 4 years

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GABBY MCSTABBERSON || ( random ) META & HC DUMP !!

She, like all of her “kind,” look down and ignore ALL politicians, law officials, and “societal authority.” Except for: Guild/Clan leaders, Martial Masters, Highly-ranked and respected members of their own kind, ( old pros basically ) and Spiritual Masters/Workers. This is as per her guild’s code, culture, etc. Actually, Gabby is TRULY against all politics, you won’t get her to give a damn about anyone pushing anything remotely political, seeing is how she’s lived everywhere, and has seen every kind of people in every kind of situation, and knows that most of what is done/said is pointless in the grand scheme of the universe.

Her own spiritual/personal philosophies state that other people’s cruxes are noise and interference for living as you are meant to in this life, and they distract you from your own path. She fully believes in Dharma, so she knows to interrupt someone else’s fate is universally criminal. So she only cares deeply / helps those she considers close to her or someone she feels she owes something to.

I’ve stated this before, but she has NO interest in joining or allying herself with F.O.W.L or S.H.U.S.H. They rank on that list of organized “authority” groups that she abhors, and though they are spy/counterspy organizations that take liberties, as a “free lancer” Gabby knows they still have rules that you have to answer to, rules she disagrees with emphatically. Also, some of her spiritualism and "secret techniques” under her martial skillset is something she has better over them, and she refuses to share. So she, like her guild, considers them below her honor code and way of life. She won’t budge on this. She’s FULL assimilated into her own secret culture and no crime or anti-crime syndicate is going to un-wash her brain.

I thought Gabby could be in her mid thirties at first? But on better analysis, Gabby’s GOT to be younger than mid/late 30s’ ( Unlike like Don.ald, De.lla, Fet.hery, Gladstone, José, & Panch.ito that are all confirmed as being in their mid thirties ) All of her wide-eyed reactions, her stupid novice mistakes, her “innocent” surprise at things she should have a better grip on for being a worldly merc, and of course, her vanity? All are signs of someone younger than a seasoned OLDER adult in late 30s-40s. She’s proficient at what she DOES and is at master levels, but her slip-ups and ego are signs she’s probably closer to the young adult ranks: ( LP, Dr.ake, Mark, Fent.on, G.andra ).

Gabby had long hair once, and sometimes sported a top knot or pulled it back into an intricate bun style, but she chopped it off a few years back, and adapted a more severe cut, because too many opponents/enemies could yank it and use it against her in a fight. She’s SUPER practical that way. That, and it also altered her appearance somewhat, and some of her first targets knew her with longer hair. She’s not oppose to changing up her style futuristically because she needs constant anonymity.

Gabby is privately is seeking another master to better herself, some “reclusive mountain dwelling jerk that hates everybody”--type master. Someone that will be VERY hard on her, basically “scaring” the remaining novice out of her. Because she is not SO vain as to realize she has some gaps due to the stupid mistakes she’s made around the Duck/McDuck clan. Gabby is probably NEVER going to stop training herself to be better, she’ll seek teachers all her life---( however long that is... )

...Because she knows she’s going to NOT die in bed quietly like normal people. She knows when she goes, it’ll probably be due to a failed fight, or from a past survivor of one of her kills coming for revenge. She’s prepared for either outcome. :/

She’s had lots of random hook-ups since she was a teen because of this dangerous lifestyle. She’s not foolish as to think she’s made for normal relationships like everyone else, and she’s been grilled since childhood that “romance” is a rare or impossible thing to want for their kind, so she just beds whoever she wants wherever she’s stationed on a job, because she could be killed or maimed any day. Soooo...she might as well enjoy THAT part of being...er...a very physical person. She is discreet of course, and thinks she has her sex drive “under control”, but she’s VERY blind to how dependent she is on sexuality and seduction, since she doesn’t act like a “wanton wh.ore.” It’s really all she clings to, replacing real connections.

#HEADCANON || GABBY #SCARLETT LETTER #{ Just tagging that JIC because of death and sex mentions }#🗡️GABBY MCSTABBERSON 🗡️

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The Snow in Winter Chapter 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader, Matt Murdock x Reader (a small part)

Summary: When you wake up in a dark room with no memory of who you are the Avengers come to your aid as you try to adjust to your new life with them.

word count: 1,800

warnings: PTSD, depression, angst, fluff

Masterlist | series masterlist

I had to spend another few days being monitored by both Tony and Bruce to determine I wouldn’t turn on anyone. I was told it had happened before and they weren’t taking any chances but no one would tell me who it was.

Once they were confident I wouldn’t freeze anyone in their sleep I was allowed to sleep in an actual room. It was different than the last one. For one, it had windows and was much bigger. I was given access to many of the floors in the compound including the common area, kitchen, and gym but I spent most of my time in the room afraid of how the other people here would react to me and not knowing if I would hurt someone if I couldn't control my powers . The time spent outside of the room was always with Wanda. She was my anchor keeping me grounded. She held my hand as I told them all that had happened to me in the HYDRA compound.

“I went looking for Wanda and Pietro after they disappeared.” I sat at a long table with Wanda beside me. Almost everyone in the compound showed up for this meeting, except for the man with the metal arm. For that I was grateful, the memory of his cold eyes still stuck in my mind, and I wasn’t sure if I could face him again.

“No one would tell me where they had gone,” I continued. “Or even knew anything but it wasn’t like them to just leave without saying anything. So I searched for them for weeks until I came across a fortress no one even knew existed. I would’ve gone back for help but they found me and…” I trailed off as the memories of the torture they inflicted came to the surface. I choked back tears as I wrapped my arms around my body and watched as frost began to form on the table. I saw everyone tense and give each other concerned looks but no one moved. I felt Wanda’s arm wrap around my shoulders and that was enough for the temperature in the room to return to normal.

“Do you know if there was anyone else they were holding?” One of the men eventually asked I think his name was Rhodey.

I shook my head, “there were others but they would eventually disappear. I’m the only one left.” Tears flowed freely down my cheeks now.

They pressed me for more answers but there were still holes in my memory and with each question I grew more and more tense.

“Ok, I think that’s enough for today.” Someone finally said, interrupting the stream of questions.

Everyone hesitated but eventually nodded and dismissed me. I trembled against Wanda as she helped me back to my room. I crawled under the sheets as soon as I could with tears still streaming down my face. Wanda sat on a chair beside my bed and told me about everyone in the compound as a way to distract and comfort me.

I learned the man I had the altercation with that first night was named James Barnes, Bucky to everyone here, a super soldier created by HYDRA they called the Winter Soldier. He had been brainwashed and conditioned into carrying out missions for them. It was possible that I would have been on my way to being brainwashed if I was still there. The thought sent a shiver down my spine.

Then there was his best friend Steve Rogers, Captain America, another super soldier created by the United States government during World War II to combat HYDRA. “They have a long and complicated history,”

Clint and Natasha were the team assassins known as Hawkeye and Black Widow. Not a lot of people knew what their story was and no one wanted to be the first to ask. But asking wouldn't necessarily get you a straight answer anyway so there was no point.

Bruce Banner, I learned, had an alter ego he kept hidden. Not for his protection but for everyone else's. “Don't make him angry. Things don't end well for that person.” I had a hard time seeing it though, he had such a timid demeanor.

Thor, the god of thunder, would stop by from time to time. Wanda told me he was in charge of many different realms which explained why I hadn't seen him yet.

Then there was Tony Stark, Iron Man. Not much needed to be said about him. He wore who he was on his sleeve. He was loud, always cracking jokes with the others whenever he was out of his lab which wasn't very often. I was convinced he slept in that lab. “He works non-stop on his suits and gadgets for the team.”

Sam Wilson was another friend of Steve. Everyone called him The Falcon. He wasn’t a super soldier but he was military before joining the Avengers.

And finally Vision, an android created by another android who wanted to destroy the earth to save it. Wanda didn’t need to tell me that he was special to her, I could see it in her eyes when she spoke about him.

After weeks of being at the compound, I was still having nightmares. I’d wake up screaming, covered in ice and snow. I didn’t always remember the nightmares but the feeling of horror was all too real. So it became a habit to walk the dark halls of the Avenger’s compound when I couldn’t sleep. The feeling of moving forward was comforting. I never turned on any lights when I walked around, I didn’t want wake anyone up or run into anyone else in the compound, I wasn’t ready to meet everyone yet.

After a particularly bad nightmare, I found myself sitting on the couch staring at my hands. That shimmer from before ran across my hands and up to my forearms like a frosty pair of gloves.

The sound of a refrigerator door opening made me jump and I ducked lower on the couch to hide. I could hear someone rummaging around and slowly I raised my head to peak over the back of the couch to see who it was. I sat there on the couch half hunched over and watched as Bucky Barnes poured himself a glass of orange juice. He placed the jug back in the fridge and I watched as the light from the light glinted off of his metal arm. There was a dangerous air about him that never seemed to go away even as he drank the orange juice. He took a couple more gulps from his glass before saying in english: “You don’t need to hide, I know you’re there.” He looked up and made direct eye contact with me. I flinched under his gaze but straightened up.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare-”

“Yes, you did.” He gave a low chuckle that sounded more like a rumbled in his chest. “Everyone stares.” I could see now that he was wearing a tight henley with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. “You couldn’t sleep either?” He had come around the kitchen island and was making his way towards me. He eased himself down onto the couch to my right.

I shifted my weight uncomfortably at the closeness and tried to make myself smaller, he must have noticed because he repositioned himself a little further away from me. “I keep having nightmares of what happened to me at the HYDRA compound.” I hugged my knees to my chest. The images of surgical instruments and bodies ran through my mind.

“Yeah, I had nightmares when I got out too,” Bucky stated staring into his glass.

I looked up at him, a haunted look had taken over his features. It never occurred to me that he would’ve gone through something similar having come back from being brainwashed. “How long did it take for them to go away?”

“I still have them.” He lifted his head and looked at me. “Not a night goes by that I don’t see the faces of the people I’ve killed. But it gets easier, they become more of a reminder to do as much good in the world as you can.” His eyes looked grey in the soft moonlight. “They experimented on you?”

I nodded slowly.

“They experimented on me too.” He lifted his metal arm and examined it then let it fall to his side.

Without thinking I reached out and lightly brushed my fingertips along the back of his hand feeling the cold metal underneath. I stared at the light dancing along its ridges. I looked up to see him watching me, his expression unreadable, and I quickly pulled back. “Sorry,” I mumbled my cheeks growing warm.

The hint of a smile played across his lips. “Don't worry about it.” He stood up from the couch and made his way back to the kitchen to deposit the empty glass into the sink. “You should try to get some rest. The nightmares will get easier, I promise.” And with that, he was gone, down the hall most likely back to his room.

I sat on the couch for a little longer before taking his advice and I stood up to make my way back to my room. I stifled a yawn as I crawled into bed and fell into a dreamless sleep for the first time in weeks.

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Bucky looked back at the girl one more time before rounding the corner to his room. She was still sitting on the couch hugging her knees to her chest. This was the first time he had seen her since that night she tried to escape. He had opted out of going to the meeting where she told everyone what she knew. There was no reason for him to be there and he had better things to do. She was different than before, now she was timid, scared, trying to make herself as small as possible. After sitting with her he saw how frail she was. Dark circles lay under eyes and her hair looked thin and limp hanging around her shoulders. The shirt she was wearing hung off her shoulders and looked like it was three sizes too big for her. She looked almost like a lost child looking for her parents.

The look on her face as she sat on the couch stayed with Bucky as he closed the door to his room. He knew what she was going through; having her life taken from her, her memories, the people she loved. She would never be the same again. He wanted to make sure no one would have to go through what they both went through. He wanted to help her, but he didn’t know how.

chapter 4

#bucky barnes x reader #james buchanan barnes #bucky x reader #marvel #The Avengers #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky fanfic #bucky reader insert #bucky barnes x female reader #the winter soldier #The Snow in Winter

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perditaalottachocolate-blog · 6 years

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Maybugs Don’t Fly in June (1)

@ladrienjune 2018, Day 2: Babysitting

Summary: When Ladybug entrusts Adrien with the task of babysitting Manon and hands him her “secret superhero email” he can’t believe his luck. This sets an unexpected chain of events resulting in him finding Tikki in his bag and Ladybug intercepting Plagg. How will Adrien cope with a visit from Lady Noir? By asking her on a date of course. A connected story for Ladrien June 2018.

Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | art | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 |

AO3 / fanfiction.net

[[Here I am with a connected story for a month even again. I won't hit all the prompts with this, but for now I'm sure it will be more than half, and the story is still growing so... who knows how this might end. Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy it!]]

How on earth did this happen? Marinette wondered for a thousandth time that day. She was supposed to be the lucky one! Things were supposed to be going smoothly! Well, they weren’t. And if she was being honest with herself, her luck was probably reserved to her masked alter ego anyway, not stretching to her boring civilian self as well. Considering how many times had she accidentally stolen someone’s phone, tried to confess to Adrien, or to ask him out, and failed miserably, that was probably the case. Still, she’d take Marinette’s bad luck every day, if it meant she’d be able to pull another absolutely incredible and impossible stunt as the spotted heroine of Paris and save that “every day”.

Right now however, she was out of ideas. She was babysitting Manon again, when the Sculptor attacked at the park next to the bakery. Before Marinette even managed to think about finding a replacement, her parents were already turned into classical marble statues, complete with togas and laurel wreaths. Convincing Alya that she should abandon her live streaming of the attack to take care of the little girl would be like convincing the sun to cool off.

So what did Ladybug do? The first reasonable thing that came to her mind - she pretended Marinette had been turned to stone just like her parents and with a very excited Manon in tow she left the bakery to find someone who would help.

Even in her wildest dream she wouldn’t have suspected that the first person she’d be able to find would be… Adrien Agreste. Yet here she was, rubbing her forehead after running into him at full speed and trying to suppress the treacherous blush and stutter.

‘Ladybug, hi!’ her crush winced rubbing an impressive bump on his forehead. An admirable display of pink colored his cheeks, probably due to his earlier run.

‘Hi, A-adrien, isn’t it?’ she helped him up.

‘You remember me?’ he stared at her, lot letting go of her hand.

‘How could I n-’ she begun, only to realize she was Ladybug, not his classmate right now. ‘I mean your face is- ‘ she reluctantly separated her fingers from his and gestured to the nearest billboard with the fragrance ad.

‘This is Adrien the Fragrance?’ a tiny voice supplied from behind her. ‘I get to meet Ladybug and Adrien again? Woohoo!’

The boy started in surprise as Manon jumped from behind her back and started dancing excitedly around the couple.

‘La-drien! La-drien! Ladybug and A-drien!’ she sing-sung as she circled them, flailing her hands.

‘And isn’t this Manon?’ her companion asked, eyeing the little girl. Right, he had met her when Marinette had been babysitting before.

‘My-yy... new friend,’ the heroine introduced, reminding herself that Adrien wasn’t and shouldn’t be aware of any connections between Ladybug and the Mme Chamack’s daughter. ‘Her babysitter was turned into a statue and I couldn’t leave her alone.’

‘Her babysitter?’ Adrien’s eyes widened in panic, his gaze shifting in the bakery’s direction in an instant. ‘Isn’t her babysitter Marinette?’

ZAP!

A flock of pigeons peacefully pecking at some bread crumbs next to them suddenly turned into stone. Ladybug didn’t waste another second. She caught Manon and Adrien and pulled them inside the nearest shop and to the other side. There she ducked into a staircase, and ran onto the first floor. She peeked from the window and sighed in relief, as the Sculptor seemed to wander away from the building.

‘I need to get his akuma,’ she turned to her companions. ‘Chat is taking awfully long to arrive. I can’t wait any longer or the Sculptor is gonna turn this arrondissement into a marble exhibition.’

‘Artists these days have no granitute,’ Adrien supplied with a lopsided grin.

‘Hah,’ Ladybug snorted. ‘Good one,’ she nodded appreciatively, looking to the street again. She had to consider her options. This wouldn’t be the first akuma Chat Noir missed, nor would it be the first she’d defeat by herself. But she’d rather it wouldn’t also be the first akuma that she’d fight with Manon at her side. She eyed Adrien up and down. The boy wandered away from them and was now inspecting their surroundings, including the corridor.

‘Hey, Adrien,’ she called reluctantly, ‘could you maybe…’

At the sound of her voice he snapped to attention and turned to her with an expression of such innocence on his angelic face, that Marinette’s heart melted a bit under her Ladybug’s armor. ‘Maybe what?’ he asked carefully.

‘I need help, but maybe this is too much to-,’ she wasn’t sure, where the hesitance came from. Adrien was kind and brave, and he would do what she’d ask of him. Or maybe that was the problem? He always did, she thought and shuddered at the recollection of the latest case in point, when he threw himself off Tour Montparnasse after Ladybug’s request. The sight of him soaring towards the concrete pavement featured prominently in her nightmares ever since.

‘Maybugs don’t fly in June,’ Adrien’s determined voice cut through the haze of the awful memory. ‘What do you need?’

‘Can you help me with Manon?’

‘Manon?’ the boy echoed, looking at the girl at the window, a little ball of enthusiasm, peeking at the statues and inspecting the skies for any signs of the other half of Paris super duo. ‘I, er… sure,’ he offered. ‘How can I help?’

Ladybug sighed in relief. ‘I need you to make sure she is safe, okay?’

She rushed to Manon’s backpack and retrieved a piece of paper and a pencil.

‘Here,’ she scribbled a few letters she never would have thought she would be revealing to him of all people and pressed the note into his hands. ‘If you need to contact me, this is my “superhero” e-mail,’ she smirked marking the air quotes with her fingers. ‘It goes directly to my yoyo and to my civilian phone should I detransform.’

Adrien’s lips formed a perfect “O” as he stared at the address. ‘You have an e-mail as Ladybug?’

‘Yeah,’ she chuckled. ‘This is new. My kwami thought it might be useful to be able to contact people when I’m not transformed and she set it up for me two days ago. Of course, this stays a secret,’ she lowered her voice to whisper. ‘You cannot show this to anyone. Promise?’

The boy put a hand on his heart, ‘I can keep a secret,’ he stated solemnly. ‘I promise.’

‘Thanks!’ she smiled at him. ‘I’ll be back soon, but in case you need to move now you know how to contact me. Manon,’ she crouched next to the girl, ‘stay here with Adrien and I’ll make sure Marinette and everyone else is back in no time, okay?’

Manon smiled excitedly. ‘Okay, Ladybug. Good luck!’

Adrien took a place on her other side and patted the little girl over the shoulder. ‘She’s all about luck,’ he announced proudly. ‘Stay safe, and maybe get Rena if Chat doesn’t show up?’ he offered timidly.

‘Will do!’ Ladybug nodded and rushed to send the Sculptor to Monsieur Papillon’s Akuma Museum.

#ladrienjune #ladrien #perdita writes #maybugs don't fly in june #ml fic rec #adrien agreste #ladybug #day 2: babysitting #manon chamack

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