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cherryfennec · 4 months

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what are some of your favorite Super Paper Mario headcanons?

I wasn't sure how specific you'd want those to be but I tried to think of a few that I personally enjoy/tend to apply myself!Includes spoilers.

Some general headcanons:

SPM takes longer than than a day/few days (maybe about a month or two)

Flipping into 3D is a nauseating experience and it takes time to fully adjust to it (especially for Mario, he never really managed to get over it).

Pure Hearts emit a comforting aura, a sense of warmth and calm, while the Chaos Heart feels like a thousand voices are whispering in your ear.

Some character specific headcanons:

Mario finds himself confused and lost more than he ever did in his life during this adventure. His usual confidence and grounded attitude are shaky because almost everything in these other worlds makes no sense to him, which is rather frustrating, especially at the beginning of his journey where he's completely surrounded by strangers and forced into the hero role. (Seriously, Mario couldn't even go home if he wanted to because he's stuck not on an island but between dimentions where he was TELEPORTED IN. There isn't really a door that leads to the Mushroom Kingdom.)

Peach's parasol is hardened by steel and enhanced by magic with a sharp tip at the end. She changed her heels to something more comfortable on the Flipside and put her hair up so it doesn't get in the way during travel and unavoidable combat.

Bowser takes his 'marriage' very seriously. He cares more about Peach than Mario in the team so when she's trouble he'll dash to assist her (he can run when he really wants to huh), but if the red plumber's in trouble he'll pretend to not see it or brush it off. (unless his lovely wife nags him about it).

Luigi, after landing is the Underwhere, finds lots of stuff in his pockets that he doesn't remember squirreling away like firecrackers, bolts and a small screwdriver. He is in fact very confused.

Count Bleck isn't very emotional. Most of the time he only has one, sad and dull expression. Any type of larger emotion showing through means that you've REALLY pushed it to the extreme.

The minions know the kind person that the Count is deep at heart so they're not put off by his frown, except for Mr.L. A default reaction that the brainwashed soldiers get as a 'bonus' from Nastasia is the highest respect for the Count, yes, but also fear of him. The fear ensures that they are most obedient but it's more of a failsafe than anything. You can imagine how it looks when Mr.L, an exploding and tempered personality, runs around the castle causing havoc like a brat and then suddenly just FREEZES on the spot at the sight of Bleck.

On the topic of the quirks of Nastasias ability, usually a person only needs to be brainwashed once. HOWEVER due to a certain someone who likes to provoke the man in green and his subconscious she is required to sometimes strengthen the control on Mr.L as she doesn't trust the magician with keeping his mouth shut. At one point she directly orders L to actively stay away from the jester, even forcing him to follow her around when she works.

Dimentios poncho and hat are covered in glitter and his mask is porcelain-esque, also the idea of him being the "son of the magician". I just think this theory is quite fitting and I like the thought of him being actually 3000 years old. He's not very popular at the castle but everyone has a silent agreement to not bother him. He however bothers everyone and likes to stare. When he's intrigued he tends to tilt his head slightly.

Mimi enjoys designing clothes and tries to give fashion advice to her teammates (to absolutely no avail because who cares we're literally ending the world, we're evil and depressed blehhhh). She and Dimentio have an 'annoying sibling' dynamic and she wouldn't hold back against him in battle at all for all the times he's messed with her. She also enjoys filing her nails to be super sharp.

Nastasia is a very strict person who takes her duties seriously but she does have a side for fun. You just need to search for it a little.

O'Chunks likes to spar with Mr.L in his free time. Mr.L is in general one of the few people he can do this with since Mimi says that 'she doesn't want to ruin her dress over such a stupid thing' and Dimentio always finds an excuse or simply dissapears.

Post SPM headcanons:

There is little conflict with the neighbouring kingdoms after the void incident. Peach, Mario and Luigi use that free time to have fun and just relax after everything that happened. They need eachothers support for the time being.

'Team Bleck' still meets up often after everything and hangs out. They don't necessarily talk about the Count but it's nice knowing that there are other people who understand what you're feeling right now. *They've been trying to have a full group reunion with Luigi included for some time now. Things are a bit awkward among them but it's still nice when he agrees to come along.

Luigi inherits some of Dimentios mannerisms which shine through from time to time such as laughing patterns, hand gestures and a rather malicious looking grin... A bit more unrelated and physical change is that his hair tends to turn white when he's around strong sources of power. (Dream Stone and Dark Star levels kind of powerful ykyk maybe Super Star as well or stardust in general cause star child origins) and the eyes somewhat darken.

He's also never really informed about the specifics of his Mr.L and Super Dimentio arc. Mario doesn't really want to burden his brother with something that was in the past and not a necessary in his eyes knowledge since it wasn't truly him.

The Chaos Heart isn't completely gone. It rests, slowly regaining power within it's host, accumulating all the scattered fragments like puzzle pieces. Try all you want but you can never fully get rid of chaos, it's an inescapable force.

I might gather up some more another time but I'd say that's it for now! You might've already heard some of these before but I hope it was at least a good read.

#spm #super paper mario #myart #askbox

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maluarty-blog · 7 months

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You had it all.

Your mother's love.

Your "perfect" and safe world.

But it was all fake.

It all went down the day a stranger knocked on your door and opened your eyes.

Now, you'll try to discover yourself with the people who rescued you.

Build a new life, or die trying to.

Discover your powers and weaknesses.

Choose Mc's animal companion.

Uncover your past.

Befriend your new companions or at least some of them.

Romance 1 of the 6 Ro's.

Leon (M)

Leon is a kind heart, receiving you with open arms from the very first second. He has a calm temper and a strong brain. His amicable and strategic qualities make him the leader of the mercenary group. But it's visible that something dark lurks in his gentle eyes.

He's very tall (1,95m) and athletic, with tan skin and a scar on his lip. His black hair is cut short, and his violet eyes reflect perfectly his calm and serene character.

He wears a light brown shirt, black pants, and dark brown boots.

He fights with a simple silver shield.

Iara (F)

Iara is the second in charge. Her strategic and cold demeanor is enough to compensate for Leon's calm procedure, giving the group an excellent balance. She's quiet and observant but has a soft spot and cares for her companions.

She's tall (1,79m) and has a lean but athletic build. She keeps her curly red hair in a high ponytail. Her golden accessories shine in contrast with her pale skin. She has several scars, but one is more perceptible, crossing her eye, a wound that caused one of her turquoise eyes to be completely pale white.

She wears lightweight golden armor with soft beige fur on her shoulders.

Her golden and bluish-green accessories adorn her neck, ears, and wrist.

She fights with a black and gold whip.

Matheus (M)

Matheus is a charismatic individual. He's clever and very fond of puns and jokes. The young man has quite the ability to read people and has been trying to help you understand your past. As friendly as he is, he seems to have trouble letting people get closer to him.

He's average (1,71m) and lean, with umber skin. His soft brown curls are cut short, and his olive eyes are full of compassion and comprehension.

He wears glasses and a simple sleeveless white shirt combined with baggy pants.

He fights with a silver crossbow with a crow symbol engraved on it.

Dante (M)

Dante is in charge of the magic rituals and enchants. He's a grumpy and hotheaded kind of person. Being a fire Elementalist, he can summon fire, but he's not immune to it, having an arm covered in a burn scar.

He tends to be reserved and doesn't like being touched by strangers.

He's average (1,75m) and chubby, with fair skin. His chin-length hair is golden blonde, and his eyes are as red as the flames he summons.

He wears a sleeveless shirt with a turtleneck and black pants. He wears in his right ear two black earrings.

He fights with a saw-toothed silver sword.

Siena (F)

Siena is a cunning woman, always having the right words to escape the most challenging situations. She's very fond of Matheus, and just like her friend, she loves making jokes and a good fight.

She's short (1,61m) and robust, with olive skin. She has raven long hair that matches her dark eyes.

She wears a long black shirt and greenish baggy pants.

She fights with greenish and silver gauntlets.

Levi (NB)

Levi is cold and seems to hate you for what you are. They are sarcastic and straightforward. They tend to avoid you, but even with their cold distance they seem interested at you. Maybe something in you draws them.

They're tall (1,78m) and athletic, with light brown skin. Their shoulder-length black hair is partially tied in a short ponytail. Their gray eyes seem cold when they look at you. Will they grow warmer with time?

They wear a sleeveless gray shirt and leather pants. And a brown leather arm bracelet.

They fight with silver daggers.

⚠️Trigger Warning: This game is rated 17+⚠️

Currently it has : Self-harm (not intentional), emotional dependence, emotion manipulation and violence.

LINK: https://maluarty.itch.io/into-your-eyes

#twine wip #twine if #twine interactive fiction #twine story

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agoodfictitle-shadowban · 8 months

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From Vormir, With Love - Part 2

Tags: strangers to lovers, love in space angst on earth, slavery mention, alien abduction, post Endgame, will add as we go on

Summary: As you're being chased you crash on Vormir. So far, so bad. But things take a turn when you come face to face with a marooned Black Widow.

[Part 1] [here] [Part 3]

Word count: 3.1k

A/n: after some nice vacations I'm back! Thanks for all your support, and I hope you'll like this chapter!

Taglist: tbd

You were right, June didn't like you bringing one more person along. An Avenger on top of it. Still, she simply gave one look to the newcomer, groaned, and went back to her repairs. You could work with that.

Now, you're hanging in the cockpit of your ship, looking at the star chart. In the five years you spent drifting into space, you never managed to find Earth again. Most Aliens don't care for humans, and don't know where they're from. As for star charts, they cost an arm and a half, so you have to work with the one you have - one which of course doesn't give the common names of planets in human language and no translator has cracked it.

"What are you doing?" The voice comes from behind you, covering the snores of the rest of the crew in the background. Sleep doesn't come as easy to you, even if you have the privilege to have your own bed. For tonight, you decided to give it up to Tim. He looked miserable after the fight with Natasha.

"Looking up at the stars," you answer simply, eyes still on the chart.

"What are you doing in space?" She asks after a moment of silence.

"What are you?" You retort, not even contemplating answering her question, and finally looking up at her. Now that you know who she is, bitterness is starting to build inside you, for her and all the so-called Mightiest Heroes of Earth. You take a deep breath, you don't want to lose focus. "I know for a fact Avengers don't travel that far out without a reason, and clearly something happened." You point at the Aliens who came back from the blip. "Cause those guys appeared out of nowhere three days ago. So, what's up with that?"

"So it worked…" she whispers at first, in a sort of wonder, and you understand she had something to do with all that. She looks at you, searches your face, and for a bit you think she won't answer you. And then she smirks. That surprises you. "You're a smart one, aren't you?" She puts her feet on the board and you glare at them as she keeps talking. "I was here to save everyone from the snap. It's good to see we succeeded." She seems genuinely happy about it, but also troubled.

You hum, and you wonder if that's truly for the best. Memories from the day of the Snap flood back to you.

You had never been that scared in your life before. You had no idea where you were, if you were even still on Earth - you guessed that you weren't, because those… people were clearly non-humans. You remembered going to the convenience store down your street, after a long shift at work. The night had already set for a few hours at the time, and as you were about to pay for your ramen pack and soda, those things came out of nowhere. You tried to hide, to fight, but it was no use. You remember thinking that maybe, just maybe, someone would come and help you. The cops, the military, anyone. Maybe SHIELD or the Avengers had detected that strange activity, somehow, and they were on their way. But no one came.

The aliens took all of you, all the ones that were in the store, and the next time you opened your eyes, you were in what looked like a ship.

You were kept in a cell with the clerk from the store - June, you learned, an engineering student who was working two jobs to pay for college - and food was coming from the ceiling in bags. You quickly realized it was sedated, and stopped eating until your stomach begged for something, anything. Some of the aliens were walking around, probably to keep an eye on the prisoners, and you quickly noticed that the only ones armed were those who had six eyes and a weird stone in the middle of their forehead. There were others, they looked like they were only doing maintenance or cleaning. They had a collar around their neck. This lasted maybe a week, and you kept praying that anytime, at any moment now, someone would come to save you. But once again, no one came.

And then one day… no one came again. No guards. The prison doors opened for apparently no reason, and you took a step outside. Was it a trap? Your naked feet walked alongside other prisoners. Besides June, you couldn't understand any of them - they were all aliens speaking different languages, and the other three humans were nowhere to be seen. You found weapons, and fought some of the aliens. You managed to outnumber most of them with the other prisoners. Soon enough, you were aboard a ship and on your way elsewhere. You remember looking at the star chart with so much hope. Home. It was right there.

Home is nowhere to be seen.

"I wish you could be as optimistic as you." You shake your head.

Now, those Aliens have more manpower than ever, and will certainly come after you again. You will need to lay low for some time before you can keep going on your quest for Earth.

"You're not happy," Natasha simply states. It feels like you're raining on her parade, so you decide to reassure her in order to keep the peace. There is also this weird feeling in your chest that makes you like her smirk, and the stupid spark in her eyes, so you might as well try to keep it there even just for some personal gratification.

"No, it's probably good. Means more people to help us get back to Earth. Which, you wouldn't happen to have a star chart on you?"

"No. But I might know someone who does." Here is the smirk again, thinning her full lips that you could kiss right now if she is telling the truth. You lunge towards her and put your hands on her upper arms, one on each side, squeezing her. She looks surprised, eyes wide, almost ready to fight but she keeps it in her.

"Wait? Are you for real?! This would be fantastic!"

"Why don't we calm down first, hm?"

You want to throw a party and dance of joy. "Calm down? It's been more than five years!" You whisper yell to not wake up your guests. "I can finally go home!"

She decides you're a lost cause when she sees you walk towards June's quarters and almost fall from dancing happily between the bodies sleeping on the ground. Somehow, seeing this after the past few days makes her smirk slightly, her heart lighter. You disappear around a corner just as the memory hits.

When she opened her eyes, it was to a dark sky and crimson surroundings. Her clothes were damp from the small pools of water under her. Not far was the sharp cliff she jumped from. She remembered the last thing she saw. Clint. She sat up. He was nowhere to be seen, and she wondered if her sacrifice didn't work, because right now, she was very much alive. No. She should still be dead. She should still be… free. She swallowed. She never wanted to die. But. But… she stood up, as tired as ever, and checked her equipment. Her Widow's bites were fried, as were her comms, but she still had her sidearm. Now, she had to find Clint.

He was nowhere to be seen, she realized once she came back up the cliff. No one was here anymore, not even Red Skull, she was all alone. Alone. She was used to it, it was fine.

She checked her comms again. Still nothing, not even statics.

She sat down on the same rocks as earlier. Was it earlier? She searched around her pockets, and found her phone. She was barely able to make it work, but soon enough she realized what her problem was. She was back to today's time, after she left for the past. Clint wasn't here, not because he abandoned her, because the last time he was had been years ago. It suddenly made sense. What didn't was why she was here. But for now, she had a much more pressing question: how was she going to go back to Earth?

Luckily, fate gave her a quick answer.

In the horizon, light caught her eye. Someone was crashing here, and she would only hope to get to you before you left again. With no time to lose, she started her walk.

"Are you sure she isn't brain dead? 'Cause she ain't answering." June's voice brings Natasha back to the present. She arches an eyebrow and tilts her head the slightest in her direction.

"See, not dead," you say in triomph.

"Why don't you stop talking about me like I'm not here." Her tone is harsh, and it shuts up both of you. You rub the back of your neck and look away, ashamed, while June just crosses her arms almost in defiance. It's still enough to get back to the main subject.

"Whatever," June starts, "do you really know people who could help us?"

The irreverence aside, there is some fear in her voice, and it quickly clicks in Natasha's head: she's scared to get her hopes up. It's a fear she understood all too well; hope is always the first step towards disappointment. Hope is dangerous. But sometimes it's all you have, and she isn't about to disappoint those lost women.

"Yes, we just need to find them."

"And who are they exactly?" asks a very guarded June. You elbow her, and she simply send you a glare, ignoring your suddenly very shiny personality. You'd never been one to be pessimistic, despite everything that happened, you just knew how to hide it, but right now you were almost beaming with joy.

"Carol Danvers, ideally, then Peter Quill, or Thor, one of the two if we don't have a choice." She shrugs like this will be easy. To be fair, they are very well known individuals. June looks at you to see if you know who she's talking about, since you're well informed usually. You are always the one going outside the ship to find the missions. It takes you a second to know exactly who she's talking about, and you nod.

"Carol is our best bet, anyone with authority has a way to contact her. We can just go to the federation probably, but the Nova Corps could be closer. I think they have an outpost a few jumps away…" You're already thinking, looking back at your star chart to find the closest place where you can contact Marvel, or whoever the other two were - well, Thor you know, but the name of Peter Quill sounds made up, even if it titillates your brain. "I'll check the radio as soon as we leave Vormir's atmosphere. Something is blocking the communications."

June nods, then looks at Natasha with distrustful eyes. "You better be telling the truth or you'll pray you did."

Somehow, the threat works on you too and you move on your seat in discomfort. June always was the more serious of the two of you, and held an even bigger grudge against the Avengers than you did. It reminds you that maybe you should distrust a spy a little bit more, as you eye the ship's console. Natasha is less impressed, but still takes things seriously.

"I am," she simply reaffirms in all seriousness. You observe her, and she seems genuine to you. It looks like it's enough for June too, because she simply goes back to her bed.

"Sorry for June," you say when she's out of earshot. "She's… we both went through a lot. Makes things hard." Hard to trust, hard to forgive. You're happy that she could help, but you also know tomorrow the bitterness will still be there. Of course, Natasha knows too well what you mean, the vulnerability that comes with the short explanation, and she offers a simple nod in understanding, her eyes expressing all of her empathy.

You're thankful for it.

A small silence establishes itself, during which you look each other in the eyes. It's easy to fall in hers, the infinite pool of water so inviting, so full of hurt to learn and comfort to find. You could read a full life, and something more, a spark no one else had. It lasts a few seconds, before you get back to the star chart, and she stands up to go get some water. When she comes back, she brings some to you, and you thank her in a whisper. She starts to clean her weapons and tinkers with her widow bites to try and repair them. While she does that, she notices you talking to yourself when you plan your next course and smiles slightly while looking down. Her lips crack from three days spent in what was virtually a desert.

Somehow, it makes her think of home.

Everything is ready for take off, and as your hand hovers over the handle ,you send a look to June. She gives you a thumbs up, but you know she isn't as sure as she looks, you know she probably thinks there is a small uncertain chance you will crash again and not survive this time. But with the help of Natasha - turns out she's a good mechanic at least - and some of the maintenance crew, you managed to repair the ship earlier than June told you the first time.

"Okay, up and away we go," you whisper to yourself as you push the thrusters. "Let's hope."

The ship shakes under the building pressure, but it holds. You push them some more as you gain elevation, the ground further and further away, and before you know it, you manage to leave Vormir's atmosphere.

You let out a breath of relief.

The ship stabilizes under you, and you send a thumbs up to June this time. As you go back to the console, your gaze crosses with Natasha's, and you exchange a small smile. You only had brief talks since she joined you, but she always was nice to everyone, if a bit short with Tim. The giant humanoid feline was still suspicious of her, the same way he was suspicious of almost everyone. You mainly tried to ignore the small brewing conflict, but it was getting harder. For now, you were simply happy to be back in space and not in pieces.

"We're green across the board," you announced, and everyone let the reassurance lift the weight off their shoulders. You then focus back on the ship. You still had to have the autopilot calibrated to the nearest jump point that would allow you to access the Nova Corps, then, if you were lucky, Earth.

It takes you little time to get the autopilot calibrated, and once you do you notice Natasha is still watching you, where the others simply went back to their activities. She's leaning against the hull, her arms crossed, a spark of curiosity in her eyes.

"How did you learn to pilot?"

"Observation. When we… commandeered this ship–"

"You stole it?" She raises an eyebrow.

"They were bad people." She nods, and you continue. "We had aliens with us. I just watched them pilot and learned via observation."

"Not everyone could have done that. What did you do back on Earth?" Her interest starts to make you the slightest uncomfortable, but you simply answer with a shrug.

"I worked some job that barely matters anymore."

"Never had a flying lesson?"

You shake your head no, and you notice admiration in her traits. It seems like you impressed her.

"I'm impressed," she confirms. "It takes some exceptional skills to pick up something like that."

Somehow, it makes you blush slightly and your chest rises with pride. You look away to hide it as you feel conflicted, and decide it's probably because the only other person you spent time with the past few years has been June, and she's not one to show admiration for others. Definitely nothing to do with Natasha herself being incredibly competent, and pretty. Very pretty.

Your eyes can't help but wander back to her when you notice the way the dim lights from the ship are highlighting her sharp jaw and her cheekbones, her long lashes projecting their shadows on her delicate skin. You realize you're staring, and that she's actually staring back. It makes you slightly uncomfortable, as you feel that after five years, there isn't much to look at, so you decide to break the brief silence.

"It's not… maybe a bit but– you know, you look tired. Maybe you should rest or something?" You fumble to change the subject. She has the audacity to smirk, and you want to cross your arms like a petulant child who's been caught in the cookie jar. But she's nice, and simply agrees.

"I should. You should too, commander." There is some teasing behind her voice, and you sputter a bit. She doesn't wait for an answer before she ducks back to the other side of the ship.

You stay there for a minute, trying to process the whole conversation. Was she…? Was that flirting? No. No way. You frown, trying to understand what just happened.

"Nope, no way. She's right I'm just tired," you finally settle on. You stand up and go back to the living side of the ship, asking Tim to keep an eye on the trajectory before you join your bunk. It was more a hole in the wall with a mattress stuck in it than anything else, but it was yours. There was another bunk on top of yours, where you kept some of your stuff before the arrival of everyone, but it had been cleared to give space to them. On the other side of the room, there is the same configuration, and on the top bunk you can make the silhouette of the spy.

It's the last thing you see before you fall asleep, and you wonder how long the newfound safety you felt is going to last.

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha imagine #natasha #idk how to tag #fvwl

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thebluestbluewords · 2 days

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And they were roommates

I’m having fun with the rise of red trailer! This movie is going to be absolutely bonkers and I’m going to have a great time. Also I think Red and Chloe should be in lesbians together.

"Who are you?"

The girl jerks her head up from her paint. Her lips are red, not like blood, but like the last-season cherry red lip tints that were on trend before the current sheer glitter gloss phase swept in. "I'm your new roommate."

Chloe stops. She’s—

She’s misheard something. The girl must mean dorm mate, or neighbor, or else there’s been some sort of mistake. Sure, she’s living in a double room as just one student right now, but that’s because nobody else in her class needs the accessible shower on this floor. Unless this new girl also has a prosthetic? She can’t count that out yet. Maybe there’s just been a communication error. "My what?"

The girl grins, and yeah, that’s definitely cherry-red lipstick. So last season. "Roommate. You have those here, right?"

Chloe takes a second to assess the possibility that she’s been hit on the head and this is all a hallucination. Sure, she’s out of her room later than she’s strictly supposed to be, but there’s nobody but this girl around who could have hit her, and she’s been up late studying, not fencing. Her swords aren’t even out of their cases yet.

The odds that this hot-but-weird girl is just a concussion- induced hallucination are low. Chloe pinches her own arm, subtly. Yeah, ouch. Odds of a hallucination are less than 5%, and dropping further the longer the girl stands here staring. "Yeah, but this isn't my room. This is a hallway."

Cherry-red rolls her eyes. Her hair is red too. Same shade, like she bathes in it. "Outside our room."

"Okay,” Chloe admits, because yes, this girl is in almost the right place, if she really is who she says, and the school really gave her a roommate with no warning. “But this still isn't our room. You can't paint the hallways just because they're outside our room. It's against the rules, and also, it stinks. Can't you open a window before you vandalize school property?"

"No."

Maybe the fumes are what’s causing the hallucination. "Fine, then I'll do it."

Red flinches forward. "No! No. You can't."

Well, isn’t that something. Little miss trouble doesn’t want the whole school smelling her spray paint stunt yet. "Why not?"

Chloe’s watching the girl’s face, so she sees the moment of hesitation before Red opens her mouth. "Because it's nighttime. Duh.”

Her mother always says that it’s important to have courage, so Chloe pushes. In the form of rolling her eyes. And popping her hip. She’s going to look like the most annoying, stuck-up princess ever, and then once her maybe-roommate gets angry enough, she’ll show her hand. "So? It's September. It's not too cold out. We're allowed to open the windows for fresh air, and besides, even if we weren't, you don't seem to care too much for the rules."

"I care about one set of rules. Mine."

Chloe turns to the window, but she keeps the girl in the corner of her eye. "Cool. I care about being able to breathe in here, so I'm opening the window."

She’s lucky that she catches the flinch. Red is good at keeping a straight face, even with paint cans in each hand and an unknown stranger harassing her about her artistic hallway design choices.

"Fine,” Red casts her eyes up to the ceiling like she’s annoyed, instead of afraid. Or maybe she really is annoyed, and Chloe is just wildly misreading the situation. “Don't come crying to me when your face gets eaten."

"My—“ don’t think about kissing her. Don’t think about kissing her. Don’t. Throwing herself face-first onto that red smirk is the last thing that Chloe needs to do right now. Even though it would feel good and probably distract the girl from the whole vandalism thing. “My what?"

Red throws Chloe a look like she knows exactly what she’s been failing not to think about. "Your face. Eaten off. By the toves."

"Sorry, the what?"

"The toves,” Red repeats, like Chloe’s the fool for not knowing what a tove is. “They're wonderland creatures, you wouldn't get it anyway. Just don’t worry about it.” The smirk is back. “Go ahead, open up that window. See where it gets you.”

Wonderland. Red.

Ohh, this girl is from the Red Queen’s court. The notorious topsy-turvy upside-down land where rules aren’t real, and if they’re not, then they’ve got to be followed anyway. Chloe’s never been allowed to travel to wonderland herself, but she’s got a souvenir snowglobe that her brother brought back for her un-birthday when she was ten, so she likes to think of herself as a little bit of a multicultural expert. "If they're from wonderland, then why are they here?"

Red spins one of her paint cans over the back of her hand. She’s not looking at Chloe anymore. Not that Chloe wants to be looked at. She’s cool, and calm, and she’s totally not feeling anything like butterflies in her belly from the way Red’s lips curve up at the corner.

"My mom."

"This is a boarding school,” Chloe points out, only because it’s weird to have parents at school. Not because she wants Red to look at her again. “Why would your mom be here?"

"To visit me?" Red’s voice drips with condescension. “Duh?”

Right.

Bubbly princess time.

Chloe smiles, and forces the threat of a giggle into her tone. "That's fair. I deserve that one. Are you going to go inside our room, or just stay out here in the hallway?"

Red spurts a little heart of paint around her own reflection in the hall mirror. "I don't have a key. Yet."

"Did Fairy Godmother check you in? Orâ€“ Headmaster Uma. She's the one to see about that. She’s really cool, she probably won’t even give you trouble over showing up so late.”

Another heart. This time it’s over her face. "She's dealing with my mom."

There’s a message there, and Chloe’s not dumb enough to miss the fact that her new roommate, vandal or not, doesn’t want to talk about it. "Oh. Okay. I guess I can let us both in for tonight."

Red adds a little lightning bolt from her other can, bisecting the hearts. “Much appreciated, princess. I’ll try not to get paint on your bed.”

#my fic #descendants #descendants fic #chloe charming #Red Hearts #(does she have an actual last name??)#rise of red #descendants: blasphemy edition

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quitealotofsodapop · 6 months

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If Ace and Joker are grandpas, then their MK is some suburban dad that's glad his parents made up after the divorce. His kids love playing with Ace's little monkeys, but they're scared of the little hellions that are constantly chasing them. Especially the baby, who keeps trying to eat whichever one she gets her hands on.

Oh gosh now I'm imagining that NewGods!MK never actually *had* a "hero origin story" other than his unusual adoption. Ace and Joker gave him a decent upbringing and are good, if not unorthodox co-parents despite their breakup. Weirdly normal childhood up until all the reincarnated gods/entities started causing trouble.

Legitimately has no idea what/who is once was.

He's married in the suburbs with at least three little kids, one has to be kept in the baby sling or else she starts biting like Sunny Baudelaire. He's the most shocked to find out about the New Gods version of Luzhen, and any future Jackpotshipping kids. Li Yunxiang gets introduced to him on complete accident while looking for his mentor one day.

Yunxiang: "Uh..." NewGods!MK/"Xiaozhēn", making pancakes: "Dad's not ready yet. He's still in the shower. Sit down, you'll need fuel for your training." Yunxiang: *sits down, very confused* Ace, stepping into view: "Oh yeah... Forgot to introduce you to the kid." Yunxiang, even more confused: "Kid!? He's as old as my dad." Xiaozhēn, serving food: "I'm not that old! Baba and Bama found me like... 35 years ago. Either way, I'm just visiting cus the old man lives like a hobo when Bama's not around." Yunxiang: "Whom?!" *has mental blue-screen moment* Ace, nonchalantly sipping coffee: "A-Zhēn, I've told you about being too honest with strangers." Xiaozhēn, sheepishly: "Ah, sorry baba. I forgot." Joker, walking past not even trying to hide himself: "It's true though. He stops wearing shoes and pants the second I'm away." Yunxiang: Σ(ﾟ口ﾟ;)// One of the grand-monkeys: *steals pancake from Yunxiang's plate*

NewGods!MK dresses like he's seconds away from starting up the grill. He's got light beer in the fridge. He wears a phone/belt clip.

#wukongverse #new gods nezha reborn #jackpotshipping #li yunxiang #jttw inspo fan children #jttw inspo ocs #sun wukong #liu er mihou #six eared macaque

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the whole "gangsters don't deserve therapy" b plot is fascinating as an artifact from the transitionary period as talk therapy was popularized.

mental health intervention in the cultural imagination broadly went from being locked up in a mental asylum (scary, harsh, punitive and similar to prison) to emotional support with extra steps-- some guy asks over and over how that makes you feel, you eventually say out loud how it makes you really feel, and then ??? healed. probably a magic therapy laser. [therapy is obviously more than this.] there's nothing particularly special about honesty with a stranger, even if they're professional advice givers, so the next step in this logical progression is people who need/use/like talk therapy are emotional babies while people who need institutionalization are scary/polluted/Dangerous. talk therapy is delegitimized as a medical intervention and is just paid emotional support for extra sensitive people.

it's an excellent example of how criminalization stigma works by making criminalized actions more dangerous and then using that manufactured danger as evidence in support of criminalization. the classic example is drug use. when you make drugs illegal, the user is forced to forge criminal connections and enter dangerous situations and risk exposure to tainted substances in order to use the drug. if they face an emergency when using, they do not contact emergency services out of fear of punishment and more people die. if they want to stop, there is little help to be found and they rarely ask anyway out of fear of getting in trouble, keeping addiction rates high. these dangers are portrayed as inherent to drug use and used as justification for both opposing drug use universally and punishing those who make the mistake of getting caught up with them. but when drugs are legal, users to the store and go home. or a concert idk their itinerary. a safe place to get fucked up, not situations where they need their wits like getting away with a crime. if there is an emergency while using, they call for help and lives are saved. if they want to stop, they seek medical treatment and addiction rates fall astronomically. despite its efficacy, just letting drug users have drugs is seen as obscene, chaos, anarchy, inviting problems.

and then you make a show about a mobster getting talk therapy. and just like giving drugs to an addict, it doesn't make sense. this is a man that is scary/polluted/Dangerous due to his actions and his choices, not an extra sensitive person who needs more emotional support than others to get through the day. he does not deserve the extra emotional support for sensitive people, he deserves to be punished, kept locked up in a room away from normal not dangerous people so whatever makes him dangerous can be identified and forcibly altered. supporting him at all in any way without forced alteration must be dangerous, must be basically helping him better endure the emotional pain of crime and hurting others. like facilitating the harm he does to others by removing the obstacle of emotional difficulties that accompany it.

and this thought process was real enough to the show that it is causing the therapist negative social consequences. her husband and counselor are bullying her into dropping the client, and her new understanding of crime and its causes is alienating her from her more judgemental peers. and tony IS scary, he is predatory and scaring her through this period. he's had her followed, got her date beat up, stole her car, kissed her, and regularly erupts with belligerent tirades before storming out of their session. a very very difficult patient, but not altogether uncommon if the practitioner treats severe and persistent mental illnesses (SPMI). and instead of getting the support from friends and family that a practitioner would normally get wrt treating SPMI in a patient, she is blamed for it. if you didn't want to be treated that way, you shouldn't have taken on an evil dangerous patient and given him the wrong kind of therapy that makes him more dangerous. she can't ask anyone for help without being blamed for needing it.

because tony is so ruthlessly stigmatized, because our punitive culture cannot imagine a path forward without exacting vengeance upon him and claiming their pound of flesh, she and her work are stigmatized by association, her professional boundary as a doctor treating a patient with a right to medical care is is dissolved, and the intervention is made more dangerous through her inability to treat tony the same as any other patient and activate her own support networks in reaction to difficult work accordingly.

still in season 1 so idk how this is gonna pan out, but if it continues on this trend, i think the show probably had a significant impact on people's respect for and understanding of what therapy is and does. i bet the sopranos was to therapy what will and grace was to the gays

#fred.txt #the sopranos

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Intermission: Dom's and Kiyoshi's Weird Date

(To clarify: neither of them were being particularly weird xD But it was - well, Sims be Simming.)

It started out unsuspectingly enough when look who conveniently appeared and started doing push ups in the background!

DOM: Is that your ex? KIYOSHI: Kaori? Yeah that's her but we never actually dated - is that what she's been telling people? KAORI: And that makes it an even 200! Yes, clearly I am the superior choice...

She wasn't the only one gracing us with her presence.

This is Megumi, Kiyoshi's famous (and hot) mom. I feel like those of his friends who don't have a crush on him, have a crush on her. Or if you're bipanicking like Dom, porque no los dos?

(She doesn't actually have a crush on Megumi, for the record)

As Dom had the whim to play chess though, she got RESET OBJECTED pretty quickly. Then Morgan showed up.

KIYOSHI: Ignore her and she'll go away... DOM: Don't worry, it's far too sunny out for her pale arse. She'll leave soon. Well, that or combust into flames. MORGAN: Look I just wanted to watch some moves from a Level 4 LOGIC Sim so that Hugo Villareal doesn't keep on embarrassing me at chess, but fine. I'll leave.

Then this girl arrived. I can't remember her name so she's likely just a random gen. But she's from the same pack as Kiyoshi and she has the MEAN trait. And with rings on her fingers and bells on her toes causes negative moodlets wherever she goes, forbidden words out all the teachers at school - yet never seems to get in trouble while poor sweet innocent Dom merely planted a stink capsule in a trash can that one time, gosh.

(Well she did a bunch of other things too. But she never got caught.)

MEAN GIRL (aka REGINA GEORGE WANNABE): Sul sul! I have all your merchandise! KIYOSHI: Hey. The person next to me who you're totally ignoring is Dom, by the way - wait, my what? DOM: He has no merchandise. Not officially. You probably just shelled out your last simoleon for Jacques Villareal's latest scam. Sucks to be you, I guess. REGINA GEORGE WANNABE: So my monthly subscription to your fanclub - I'll never get those newsletters? DOM: Really, really sucks to be you...

Alas, her last two brain cells waved in tandem to Dom's subtle jibe as it whooshed on by.

Kiyoshi tried to continue as normal, but to no avail.

KIYOSHI: So this one time, at S-Pop Idol camp - oh my watcher, she's still behind us, isn't she? DOM: Yuuup.

They tried to freeze her out by taking some selfies together, but clearly she wasn't having it.

Then Kiyoshi spontaneously shot her this look that made me howl with laughter.

KIYOSHI: (willing telepathically) Please. Leave.

However it was also Prank Day, so Dom's high level in MISCHIEF came in clutch with the good ole HAND BUZZER trick.

DOM: Ha ha - got you! KIYOSHI: (Officially I'm far too proper for such nonsense but begrudgingly I am also impressed...)

In spite of everything, it seems that the date was a success. At least the champagne in Dom's inventory said as much, right up until she put it through the Greenburg's recycler.

DOM: You're classy so I guess that I'll court you and stuff. KIYOSHI: Oh, consider me courted.

But someone else reappeared and had the ominous last word...

KAORI: The SUAVE KISS move, eh? Do not think for a moment, San Myshuno upstart gutter rat, that I haven't figured you out...

(I actually like Kaori and something that I normally don't like is the jealous infatuated girl trope. But the lore wrote itself, I swear xD)

And because the day was stranger still, in the background while all this was going down, Keala Hoapili from the ISLAND LIVING pack was randomly running around.

KEALA: The fairies - they're coming for us all! THE FAIRIES!!! THE WATCHER: Ma'am, EA will only give us that game pack when the sun sets in the east and rises in the west. Don't worry. KEALA: But the sun does set in the east - it was all 1969-era CGI! THE WATCHER: ...

No one seemed to be listening to her portents of doom, however, so she got progressively more agitated.

Next she'll be screaming how they're all living in a simulation like some Animal Crossing Lazy villager, ye gods.

Ah, Kiyoshi Ito. The poor guy is wearing a tin hat, I swear. Someone has to be the token sane and normal-ish sim in every save and I fear that in this one, such a task falls to him. You are the ring-bearer, Kiyoshi, and to be a ring-bearer is to be alone.

Later that day, Dom wrote in her diary.

"Well, the good news about dating the best looking guy in school is that everyone is jealous of me. The bad news about dating the - wait, there is no bad news! That's what the SELF-ASSURED trait is for. Later, haters."

#my sims #dominique larkham #the dom(ino) effect #kiyoshi ito #kaori nishidake #megumi ito #morgan fyres #random generated mean townie #keala hoapili #mt. komorebi #sims 4 snowy escape #sims 4 high school years #sims 4 gameplay

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eleven doesn't need a boyfriend to be happy. (an analysis)

some mlvns say bylers hate el but that just isn't correct at all?

the argument is near always that "wanting mlvn to break up means you hate el because she's happy with mike"

now, first of all: did you ever stop to think whether mike happy with el?

because maloobans also say things like "just because will likes mike doesn't mean mike has to like him back."

okay! with that same logic, just because el likes mike doesn't mean they have to stay together. their relationship has been rocky for a while. mike has trouble saying he loves el. if els feelings are unrequited in s5 (which i don't believe because i think she realised she doesn't love mike at the end of s4 and neither love each other anymore), it wouldn't make sense to keep them together.

second of all: is el the happiest she can be with mike? in s3, we see el finding herself with max who says "there's more to life than stupid boys." and el IS happy without mike, but i believe she was still in love with him in s3 and that's why they got back together. however, i think mike wanted to stay broken up at the end of s3 but was caught off guard by the love confession

i'm not even gonna get into the shitshow that was mlvn in s3 but y'all have seen it, so...

third: i'd assume most mlvn shippers are straight - therefore they're watching the relationship through a heteronormative lens, and thinking that el would need a boyfriend to be happy is a heteronormative idea.

some melvins say they want mlvn to get married and have kids, which is also a heteronormative idea.

i don't necessarily like eddie but in his wise words: "forced conformity is killing the kids."

so, what do we learn from this?

el needing to be in a relationship goes against the idea stranger things is trying to push. the idea that stranger things is saying over and over over again is that you don't need to be "normal" according to society.

for example:

dustin is disabled. will is gay. lucas is black. max is (likely) disabled in s5 if she wakes up. joyce is a single mom. robin is gay. jonathan is bullied. murray believes in alien conspiracies.

obviously, all of those things (except the alien conspiracy lol) are normal but in the 80's they weren't treated as such, or even now.

with characters like that, is ST really going to push a relationship like mlvn to be endgame? NO.

you don't need to be in a straight, unhappy relationship because it's what society wants you to do. you can be a freak, and just because a boy and a girl are friends, doesn't mean they need to be together.

also, "boy finds traumatized girl in woods, takes her under his wing, they fall in love, end of story."

does that sound like what's best for el? because when you think about it, el doesn't need mike and vice versa. she hasn't needed him since she moved in with the byers, because she has a loving family & friends. mike isn't the only important person in her life.

and having els arc to be diluted to being some nerds superhero girlfriend with very little personality of her own wouldn't be a good way to end s5 on.

having mike just be rude to will for no reason and magically figuring out all his troubles with saying i love you to his girlfriend (that can't possibly have anything to do with him being queer, can they?) and them being happy forever wouldn't be a good way to end s5 on.

what el needs is to be independent and learn what she likes without a boyfriend she's heavily codependent on. SHE DOESN'T NEED A RELATIONSHIP AND ISN'T READY FOR ONE.

the truth is, she doesn't know enough love and healthy relationships to be with mike while being independent and figuring out her own identity. i honestly believe even canon elmax would work out better than mlvn, even though i'm a single, independent el truther at heart.

hope you liked my little ramble!

i really hope we get platonic elmike in s5 cause we were ROBBED 😭

#byler #stranger things #mike wheeler #anti milkvan #anti mileven #el hopper #independent el truther #mike wheeler is gay #anti midleven #byler endgame 2025 #eleven jane hopper #eleven analysis #platonic elmike #platonic mileven

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why-is-it-always-autumn · 8 months

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An incomplete list of "Supernatural" characters who I think would be really really interesting as protagonists of a peggy sue-style time travel fix it:

Meg, from "Goodbye Stranger" to "Scarecrow". She never betrayed anyone but when she died she was friends with the Winchesters and half in love with Cas but now none of them know her, and with Azazel and Lilith back in play they're on opposite sides of a war. How does she reconcile her new perspective with her old one? Does she switch sides? Does she commit harder to freeing Lucifer, even knowing the costs?

Crowley. He would cause so many problems and get so silly with it. The plot is getting so wildly derailed so fast. Calling this a "fix it" is such a stretch

Mary, from post-canon to the night she died the first time. She would take this whole story off the rails. Angels and demons hate her.

The Ghostfacers, speaking of getting silly with it. They'd be solving exclusively their own problems. Somehow this snowballs into indirectly helping Sam and Dean? They could not care less what the Winchesters were up to but they set off some wacky chain of events that somehow ends up totally preventing at least one apocalypse

Becky. She would interfere so much and it would be so weird and confusing. She knows everything but literally who is this chick.

Claire Novak, from post canon to right after Jimmy gets possessed. This is a small child who knows too much but also has weird gaps in her knowledge. Her dad is possessed but are we sure she isn't also possessed?

Adam Milligan, post-canon to pre-Jump the Shark. Again with "this is a time travel fix it but only for this one specific character." Secret third Winchester brother throwing major wrenches into the Divine Plan

Jody. I just think she's neat. Bobby would be so confused. Jody is speedrunning her troubled child collection/trying to intervene before the children are traumatized

Ash. Yes he's been dead for well over a decade, but he finally broke into the secret room in heaven where they keep the time machines and he is going to cause problems on purpose. He knows most of what happened but it's dependent on what the angels thought was noteworthy enough to gossip about.

Sam, waking up like two days before Halloween 2005 with memories all the way through dying of old age in the last episode. His powers kicked in Way Too Strong wtf

Any random one-off monster with human intelligence, but it turns out after they died they met up with Benny and they're invested in whatever this is now. They keep following the Winchesters around and "helping" because they're just so interested in getting a first person view of the Drama.

Any random victim of the week, possibly doing a groundhog day loop until they can save themself. Sam and Dean don't even need to do anything this rando has solved this problem. This would probably be a oneshot.

A group of dead angels/demons working together to break out of the Empty, but as soon as they get back they all have wildly different goals and keep fighting each other. Maybe as a limiter if any of them die they all get kicked back to superhell, so they have to keep each other alive while thwarting each other, with Sam and Dean caught in the crossfire?

Similarly, a group of one-off monsters of the week teaming up to break out of Purgatory and get revenge, but a couple of them actually like Sam and/or Dean and are working against the others. Sam and Dean, again, have no idea about any of this

#supernatural

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brucenorris007 · 7 months

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OKAY.

Our power went out soon after I got home yesterday so I couldn't do this post (you can't imagine how much I was thinking about it)

Sonic, Blaze and Knuckles are the most powerful mortals in the franchise; so much so that, for their own respective reasons, they're keeping their speed/flame/strength in check far more often than not.

That's because they comprise the three pillars of a Trinity.

Blaze represents Life

Knuckles represents Inevitability

Sonic represents (we knew this already) Freedom

Blaze's power is born of fire, of heat; heat is the one common sustenance of all that lives. Whether one generates it internally or seeks out external sources, everything requires warmth to survive. As with anything, too little or an excess causes issues, hence why Blaze has worked so hard to temper her flame. Obviously the definition of a healthy warmth varies, but heat is the common denominator of life; be it across species, plants, animals or dimensions, all need warmth. It is only the very ill-mentally or otherwise-that do not instinctively, reflexively cling to life in spite of hardship.

Further, the same way Blaze learned that embracing having and being a friend in Sonic Rush made her stronger (re: trusting Sonic and learning to bring out the full potential of the Sol Emeralds), so Life burns brighter and stronger in community than individually.

And Life is the nearest to a ubiquitous authority that exists; just as Blaze is royalty or royalty-adjacent. As Blaze's authority grants her agency to perform her duties to protect the Sol Emeralds and life in her-and Sonic's, when called upon-dimensions, Life grants us the agency to be. . . Free.

I've detailed in a different post how Sonic's frankly immense power stems from his identity as just Some Guy. Freedom is what gives Sonic the agency to choose to be Some Guy, and being Some Guy is, in turn, what gives him the Freedom to be so powerful.

The same is true for everyone: anyone can be any one that they choose to be, and choose to be ourselves. Another facet of Sonic that makes him such a solid character is that his identity is never influenced by any of the rest of the cast. He's always true to who he wants to be at any given moment. As he says at one point in SatBK, "I don't mind playing the bad guy!"

Freedom is the endless possibility to be whoever we choose to be at any given moment, same as Sonic.

Freedom to fight

to be kind

to play the bad guy

to help a stranger in trouble

to run

to play

to save the world

to buck authority

to make friends and rivals

to tease

to laugh

to have fun

to be just Some Guy (albeit the Coolest ever.)

He doesn't care about being Special and doesn't care for having anyone set expectations for him because as far as he's concerned, those labels are just restrictions; and it's impossible to restrain an Unstoppable Force.

That's where his hydrophobia comes from; whereas Blaze's fear of heights stems from a self-preservation instinct (again, clinging to Life), Sonic's issue with water more so stems from the fact that he can't swim. Thus being underwater is a restriction.

While Sonic is the theoretical Unstoppable Force made manifest, so Knuckles is to the theoretical Immovable Object. Both through his sheer physical strength being the Strongest thing alive, and in his disinterest and indifference to the functionally infinite power that he protects, always just at his fingertips. These qualities are what make him the ideal guardian of the Master Emerald and Angel Island as a whole.

As Sonic stands for choice, free will and Freedom as a whole and everything that comes with, good and bad, so Knuckles stands for Inevitability in many ways. Fate, destiny, pain, loss, goodbyes and yes, even death.

Destined Child is isolated by duty as much by the physical location of his station, and by virtue of the fact that he's the last of his kind. At the end of his story in Sonic Adventure, he reaffirms that guarding the Master Emerald is his unchanging fate; he even says (at least in a better translation of the original Japanese) that it might be for the best that he doesn't dig too deep into that.

He has, by and large, accepted his role and what that means. Regardless of anything else, he is and will forever be the last echidna. Even if, as some may postulate, his role is an indefinite assignment paired with a likewise indefinite lifespan, he will one day be alone again; knowing the gaping loneliness of a tribe he never knew and the grief of losing the tribe that he chose.

Harsh, of course, but that is exactly why the only thing that can move him to leave his post-save the loss of the Master Emerald-are his friends.

Being alone for so long made Knuckles appreciate exactly how fortunate he is to have found a tribe that he not only chose, but reciprocated by choosing him.

His most common line, "Get off my island" has, at this point, become perfunctory. It comes out almost automatically come the end of a given adventure; yet not once has he ever said "Leave me alone."

Destined Child wants to ward off trouble. He might not always know how to react to company, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want it.

That's why he freely and fiercely expands his sphere of protection to include Team Sonic and the Chaotix; knowing he will one day say his last goodbye, knowing that he's fortunate for the chance to say a last goodbye, he fights alongside them to stave off the Inevitable that they'll all meet one day.

@generic-sonic-fan

#Sonic #Sonic the Hedgehog #Blaze the Cat #Knuckles the Echidna #Some Guy #Mobian Magical Girl #Destined Child #Bruce talks about #analysis #meta #I think?#I was just thinking again about how these three are the most powerful in the franchise #and this happened #thoughts just mule-kicked me in the head #I don't know #I spent all morning and half the afternoon on this #Measly please help and tell me if I'm insane

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I've just been ping-ponging back and forth between Stranger Things and Batfam obsessions so here's a very self indulgent combination.

Au where Steve Harrington is Jack Drake's slightly older first cousin. They were close until Steve's parents disowned him and then reconnected sporadically when Jack was a young adult, but when Steve and Eddie got married, Janet severed ties claiming she thought Steve and his loser rockstar husband would be a bad influence on Tim. Jack reconciles with him when he wakes up from his coma, and asks Steve to take care of Tim if anything happens to him(Jack). When Jack is killed Steve and Eddie become Tim's guardians.

Rough Timeline.

1966 - Eddie is born

1967- Steve Harrington is born

1974- Jack Drake is born

1980- Bruce Wayne is born

1982- Clark Kent is adopted by the Kents

1983-6 -ST seasons 1-4

1987 - Upsidedown Closes for the last time + the Wayne's are killed in front of their son.

1990- Dick Grayson is Born

1995- Jason is born

1996- Cass is born

1999 - Tim is born/the Batman starts his stuff

2001 - Flying Graysons/first Superman sightings

2004 - the Justice League is formed, Boston legalizes gay marriage.

2005 - steddie marriage. Janet Drake throws a hissy fit and Jack and Steve stop speaking.

2007- Dick Quits Robin, Damian is born, andJason becomes Robin

2010- Jason Dies

2011- Tim becomes Robin

2013- Janet dies, Jack is in a coma

2014 - Jack wakes up. Wants to reconnect with his family (including Steve and Eddie), titans tower ™️

2015 - Damian arrives, Jack finds out. Steph is Robin and "dies"

2016 - Jack dies and Steve and Eddie get custody of Tim. Kon and Bart die temporarily.

Tim is going thru it and also suddenly has two VERY attentive guardians who have been dealing with weird bullshit longer than even Batman. They find out about Robin and lecture Batman and insist that if Tim's gonna pull a Dustin then Steve gets to babysit (be on comms).

Steve insists he's too old to be a vigilante but he is on comms all the time and on more than one occasion busts into a scene hitting goons with the batmobile and rescuing Bruce and Tim. He also basically forcefully adopts Jason after he finds out about titans tower. Eddie just laughs, but Jason used to be a big fan of Eddie's band so he is automatically the cool dad.

Somewhere in here Steve and Eddie kind of adopt Dick, Damian, Cass and Steph

Barbara and Max meet and it's Chaos.

Bruce tries to complain that Steve and Eddie are stealing his kids and Eddie's like. Alfred do you want some coparents? We'll adopt a full grown man. We've got kids older than Bruce that we consider to be ours. And Alfred is like. I'd love the help. He's a handful.

Anyway when Bruce "dies" and Tim's like. He's not dead! Steve is like. Yeah. I've seen weirder. Let me call supergirl- not Kara. My supergirl. Eleven. Yeah. You remember her right? She might be able to find him with her mind powers. No she's not a meta. She's had powers since before metas were a thing.

And El finds him and with her help the Justice League can get Bruce back pretty quickly. They offer her a position and she's like. I'm retired. But I'll always help a friend in need, so keep my number.

Anyways the ST crew are all adults and Tired because they thought when the justice league came around they'd be done. But Steve just keeps acquiring children who insist on getting themselves in trouble so even though he is fifty and Tired with chronic migraines and tinnitus he is still going to be the Best Damn Babysitter there is, and none of his friends/kids will let him do it alone.

Steve managed to keep it all from them before he needed to ask El for help but once the dam breaks they're all in and out of Gotham and meeting the Justice League and causing trouble left and right.

Lucas and Will both try to keep out of it and maintain their quiet lives but end up becoming emotional support/therapists/mentors to young heroes.

Dustin somehow gets to do some work on the Watchtower.

Erica, despite being in her early 40s, is trying to get the Teen Titans to unionize.

Nancy has access to guns she really really shouldn't.

Jonathan and Clark get along really well. Argyle can somehow understand the Flashes when they're talking at almost full speed.

And when Robin (Buckley not Batman-and-) meets Wonder Woman she cries.

#strange things #batman #tim drake #steve harrington #steddie #eddie munson #steddie are tim's guardians #jack drake and steve harrington are cousins #Jack Drake #Steddie adopt the whole batfam #Steve Harrington is a good babysitter #best damn babysitter #yet another Batman crossover #stranger things

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There's just so much wrong with gwiles as a pairing, yeah it sucked in the comics but the movies aren't much better despite what the fans try and tell you. It's lowkey forced. Why does gwen have to be shoved back in the box of being Spiderman's love interest and why is Miles not getting his own original stories? Like there's so much to Unpack

Like one thing the movies did is completely erase the characters who are important to their respective stories? Gwens important relationships such as the maryjanes (mj especially cause hello they have so much going on), cindy, HARRY, they completely erased Harry from the story all together, are non existent. Miles's friends from the comics, Ganke, his best friend is practically a stranger, Barbara, Tiana. He also has a bunch of other superhero friends. But they had to erase them in order to push the whole "isolation from everybody but each other" thing which is gross but...sacrifice important key characters for the sake of their precious ship I guess! I just hate it!

hm i've got mixed feelings about this.

there's only so long a movie runtime can be, and given how packed atsv was, there's a limited amount of time that could've been spent on miles and gwen's social circles. gwen especially because this is still Miles's Movie. it's a movie, not an ongoing comic, so you have to condense a lot to stay efficient. and since the point of this trilogy is to be about the spiderverse and explore lots of different universes (you can't make movie one all about the spiderverse and say 'no more of that!' in movie two; once itsv was decided, it was a given that atsv and btsv would have to be multiverse movies too), the tradeoff is we only have so much time to spend in each.

and fwiw, i think gwen and miles having trouble relating to other kids and closing themselves off makes sense. they're two teenagers who've been through trauma that they think kids their age can't relate to. it's true to character for them to withdraw, and vital to the plot, so those vulnerabilities can be preyed on by the spider society.

but. there are some differences in the ways their supporting casts were cut down in the movie.

for gwen,

idk which cindy you're referring to so i'll touch on both: earth-65 cindy moon not being in gwen's backstory i'm fine with, bc that'd require diving deep into how gwen got her powers and We Don't Have Time For That. we also don't need it either, because the source of gwen's powers is irrelevant to her plotline. it gets a pass.

earth-616 cindy moon, aka the superhero gwen is friends with, being cut, is a mixed bag. it's not fucking great that gwen has no female friends anymore. it would've been so easy to swap pav out with a female hero who could've served the same purpose in the narrative.

the loss of harry osborn though, is a problem. cutting him out of gwen's backstory scrubs out the incel aspect of peter's character, which in turn removes gwen's emotional baggage about being in a relationship. removing him also gets rid of a romantic rival for miles, and the obvious path through which gwen gets her symbiote (which i bring up because gwen's comics have a whole meta subplot where a writer stand-in is angry that she's venomized because it would make her unattractive to miles. gwen not having her symbiote, and therefore her actual powerset, keeps her appealing and makes sure she can't outshine miles in a fight scene).

as for the mary janes.... gwen being cold and hostile to them at this point is true to the comics (as a result of grief and guilt, since peter was their friend too, and she was directly responsible for his death) and makes sense. a teenage girl dealing with a serious loss she can't tell people about is going to withdraw and be snappish.

em jay having a small role works for that point in gwen's arc. plus her and gwen's friendship is a rollercoaster so they didn't actually have to change anything about their dynamic.

gwen not being friends with the girls outside the band is the issue. gwen's end monologue pretty much confirms she doesn't see the mary janes as friends or feel like she could ever belong with them, and that she needs a new band that Does Understand Her. like, the shift in gwen's preference is from 'all-female band made up of alternate versions of peter's various girlfriends, who in this world get to be gay with each other and bond without a guy motivating them at all' to 'band that's almost entirely dudes and two-girls-who-are-only-here-for-a-boy, that gwen only forms for a male love interest'...

the vibe's that gwen gave up on being her own person and finding companionship with other girls and women, crawled back into the male gaze, and is relying entirely on that to give her validation. thanks i fucking hate it!

as for miles,

ganke being built up as his best friend who knows his secret at the end of itsv and then proceeding to do... nothing in atsv is just odd (like, at least bring him to the party so he can cover for you while you're stuck on the train with the cakes?). i guess there's a chance he could factor into btsv given that the spot's fucking his world up and he knows his roommate's said villain's nemesis, but who knows. either way, yeah. ganke feels underutilized so far.

however the exclusion of his superpowered friends, the champions especially, makes sense. if the central theme of this story is that miles feels lonely in his own world and wants to find other superhumans, if he has an entire team of superhumans at home, he has no need to seek out the spider society. therefore, his friends can't be here or we have to totally rework the plot.

the same applies for barbara. there's little time to spend in miles's world before he jumps universes, so she wouldn't have much of a presence, and the story's stronger if she isn't around so his isolation is consistent.

also in terms of timing, it took 5ish years to make atsv. the script was probably completed before tiana toomes was even created. she's a very new character. (just look at how gwen's still calling herself spider-woman in the movie, when she's been ghost-spider in the comics for four-ish years; there's a creative lag). so leaving tiana out gets a pass from me because the writers can't time travel or see the future.

[spiderverse miles could still have a unique love interest, but to keep the story consistent and efficient, she'd have to be a fellow spider-hero. margo kess is easily the best option here. i doubt she'll be more than a bit player in btsv, but my tinfoil hat fever dream is that she's miles's mj and that's why their spider-senses went nuts around each other.]

so the difference i'm seeing is that gwen's supporting cast was gutted to make her dependent on a romance with miles, while miles's was gutted to make him ready to engage with the plot as a whole. gwen's a part of that, but even if she weren't around, he'd still be longing to reunite with peter and find a team of heroes to join.

#asks #spiderverse salt

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ashleycatchemm · 2 years

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1-08: Through The Fire And The Flames

Part 8 of ??

Pairings: Reggie x Reader, Luke x Julie, Alex x Willie

Summary: (Y/n) (L/n) has been able to see and feel ghosts ever since she was little, which made it hard to tell the ghosts from the humans. Everyone has always thought she was a bit crazy, even her best friends, Julie and Flynn. But when three ghosts with a love for music appear in Julie's garage, suddenly (Y/n) doesn't seem so crazy anymore.

Song: Through the Fire and the Flames (DragonForce)

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I was quick to catch up to Julie to help her look for Flynn. "Well, well, well, look who decided to help after all ." I rolled my eyes as Julie sent me a smile "Yeah, yeah, whatever. She's still my friend after all." Julie was about to respond, only for the two of us to stumble upon Flynn, who stood on the porch of Julie's house.

"Flynn!"

Julie yelled, grabbing Flynn's attention, as she quickly turned to look at the both of us. "What are you doing here? We've been looking all over for you." Flynn moved her free hand in response, the other currently holding her backpack over her shoulder. "Not everywhere, 'cause here I am." Flynn dropped her bag a little, but still held onto it.

Julie and I both started walking towards her as Julie stated "I've been texting you all day. The least you could have done is text me back." Flynn walked towards us as well, netting the two of us in the middle. "I sent a poop emoji. I think it said everything." I let out a small huff before giving a small shake of my head.

Flynn, of course, payed no attention to my actions, as her attention was only on Julie. "I was just leaving this." Flynn took out a T-shirt that said Double Trouble on it. I gave them both a confused look before Flynn handed the shirt to Julie "I won't need it anymore." Julie gave it back to her while stating.

"I'm not taking it."

Flynn shoved the shirt in her bag as I still was trying to piece together what that shirt was, and what they were planning on doing without me. "Fine. Then my dad will wash his car with it. Though all this betrayal on it might scratch his paint." Julie was quick to counter.

"Look, I'm very sorry for not telling you." A thought crossed my mind as Julie continue to talk 'Am I just not here?' "But I-I need you to know how important you are to me. To us." She gestured between herself and I "There's no way I would've made it through this year if it wasn't for you." It was now Flynn's turn to speak "Yet it was three strangers, and (Y/n), who got you back into music." Julie seemed to be getting frustrated as she looked away for a second, only for her eyes to quickly land back on Flynn.

"I don't need people in my life who lie and keep things from me. Goodbye, to you both."

She looked between the two of us as she said that. A guilty feeling coursed through me, I rolled my eyes in annoyance at my feelings 'Damn it.' I thought before grabbing Flynn, to stop her and pull her back in front of me. Looking her straight in the eyes I stated "They're ghosts." Flynn, now confused, sent me a confused look "What?" She asked.

I let out a sigh before explaining it to her "The boys aren't holograms. They're ghosts. And when we play together, people can see them." I then started to drift off topic "Which is really weird, and strange that other people could see them but-" Flynn shook her head in response before cutting me off "(Y/n)!" My attention was now back on Flynn as she continued "What do you mean 'ghosts'? Like the kind that rattle chains and go 'boo'? " Flynn rolled her eyes at the end of her sentence as I narrowed mine at her in slight anger.

She didn't believe a word I was saying, I scoffed and looked off to the side while mumbling "Unbelievable." Flynn raised a brow at me, not hearing what I just said "What was that?" My eyes shot back over to Flynn, eyes hardening in anger as I stated "I said, that is just some stereotype for ghosts. You don't believe a single word I'm saying, so why even bother trying to talk to you?" Flynn let out an angry huff, arms crossed across her chest before stating "You're right. I don't believe you. Cause why would anyone believe a drunk who's probably hallucinating half the time?" My hands turned into fists at my sides, biting back the things I desperately wanted to say.

I wanted to tell her how she doesn't know what I've been through, she doesn't know what messed up shit I've endured. She doesn't know what happened to my parents. She. Doesn't. Know. Me. But I held back, and what came out instead was..

"You know what? I'm done."

Flynn's eyes seemed to go wide only to quickly go back to her hard glare. "Good. Cause I am too." I let out a huff in anger, looking over at Julie I stated "You can handle this. I'm leaving." before turning around and walking off.

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*Reggie’s P.O.V*

"Guess that means I'm buying lunch that day, I know all your secrets, You know all my deep dish"

Luke and I stood around the piano as we worked on the song, I drummed a beat on the piano as Luke sang. "Guess that means that some things are never..." I cut Luke off confused, and stopped drumming "Wait, so..." I let out a small sigh in confusion before continuing "When she says, "deep dish", is she talking about, like, pizza, or..." I drifted off, only for Alex to suddenly appear sitting on the piano a smile on his face.

A smile formed on my lips as I said "Oh! Oh, hey man, where've you been?" Alex responded with "Um, kind of everywhere. Yeah. No, I met a new ghost friend." My eyes went wide in surprise as I asked "For real?" Luke hopped in, eyes still glued to the paper in front of him.

"(Y/n) did imply that there were other ghosts out there, she didn't go into to much detail tho."

I looked over at Luke who currently was biting on the back of his pen. I nodded my head, only for Alex to grab my attention again "Yeah, he answered a ton of questions." Luke then decided to hop in, the top of the pen now out of his mouth. "Yeah? Like wether Julie and (Y/n) are gonna join the band or not?" Luke ripped the song paper out from underneath Alex.

"Um....well, we didn't... We didn't really get to that, but I think I know why we're here." Alex turned back to look at me, as I sent him a smile "Okay? All ghosts have, like, unfinished business. So we need to do our unfinished business so that we can cross over." Luke then decided to hop in the conversation again.

"Why would we do that?"

The two of us looked back over at Luke as he spoke "I'm just saying, this is like our second chance. All we need to do is get Julie and (Y/n) to play with us." I stared off into space a little as my thoughts drifted off to (Y/n), when the two of us were harmonizing during the song bright. My mouth opened before I even knew what I was saying, "Yeah, not only can that girl play, but she can sing too" a smile sat glued onto my face, as I stared off in front of me.

My thoughts drifted back off to (Y/n), only for my eyes to catch the looks Luke and Alex were both giving me. Luke had a small smirk on his face as he raised a brow at me, while Alex held an open mouthed smile on his face in both shock and happiness.

I was quick to clear my throat a small blush rising to my cheeks in embarrassment, as I said my thoughts out loud. "Both of them! Both can sing amazing! That's why we need them in the band..." I let out a nervous laugh as I tried to fix my sentence. "Oh my god." Alex let out a loud laugh "You like one of them." I shook my head in denial.

"No. No I don't"

Luke decided to hop in, a full on smirk on his face as he told Alex "It's (Y/n)." I sent him a glare from across the piano "Luke!" He shrugged in response while throwing his hands up in surrender "Hey man, he was gonna find out eventually." I rolled my eyes, a smile playing on my lips.

Alex sent me a smile before voicing his opinion "Hey, I think this will be good for you. You're never really one for relationships, maybe this is a sign?" I shook my head a little "I don't know Alex. You both know the reason why I hate relationships." Luke nodded his head, looking back up from the music sheet in front of him.

"Look Reggie, just get to know her or something, and maybe you'll change your mind over time."

I shrugged in response as the happiness I was feeling moments earlier dampened into a feeling of sadness. Memories of the fights my parents always had flew through my head. The yelling and screaming, got so bad to the point where I locked myself in my room and had to cover my ears. I couldn't stop the tears when I was younger, that was the moment where I knew I was better off not having a relationship.

I thought all relationships were like that, and as I grew older, I learned to shut out the noise with music. I found that the longer I was out of the house, the better I felt. Eventually I started having short flings and one night stands, of course there were always some girls who wanted more, but I could never give it to them. I was always scared that my relationship will end up like my parents, and still am to this day.

Clearing my throat a bit and shaking my head I was quick to bring us back to the earlier subject "Uh, Luke and I made a killer melody to one of Julies lyrics." I pointed towards Luke as he took his eyes off me, to grab His song book, handing it over to Alex. I ignored Alex's sympathetic gaze, as I watched Luke hand it to him. Alex's eyes drifted down to the song book in front of him, as did mine.

"Oh.. without your drummer. Cool."

Luke lightly tapped Alex, grabbing his attention "Drumming is so 90's. Okay? We're just gonna.... Stomp our feet now." Alex, now a bit hurt, responded in a smart tone "Okay. Well you know what else is so 90's? Being rude. All right? Get woke. These are sensitive times." Alex then shoved Luke's song book back into his chest. "Ah, Alex..ow" Luke said as he held onto the songbook against his chest.

Alex turned to me a smile on his face as he whispered "Learned that from my ghost friend." I smiled and chuckled "Woke." I repeated the word and Alex responded "Yeah." I continued with "That's....that's a cool word." Again Alex said "Yeah." While looking down at his feet hanging off the piano.

"What does it mean?"

Alex lifted his head a smile on his face as he stated "No clue." With a shake of his head. Just as we finished talking, Julie marched back in not looking to happy. Luke was quick to rush over in front of Julie, bombarding her with question after question "How'd it go? Are you guys good? You gonna join the band?" Julie was quick to answer them all "Terribly. No. And no." Walking around Luke she made her way over to the couch.

The three of us watched in confusion as she groaned in aggravation before flopping back on the couch. Luke and I both looked over at Alex, nodding our heads over in Julies direction, as if telling him to go talk to her. Alex whispered "why me?" All while pointing to himself, only for Luke to push him a little, causing him to hop off the piano.

"Because you're the most empathetic out of the three of us."

I widened my eyes and looked at Luke in surprise "Wow, that's a big word." A smile sat on my face as he nodded his head and smiled back "I know, right? I'm feeling so smart" Alex shook his head in annoyance while stating "Okay, I'll talk to her. Just stop trying to sound smart. It's actually scaring me." Luke and I looked over at each other and high fived, while Alex made his way towards the couch Julie was on.

"Hey....Julie?"

Alex awkwardly spoke before looking back at me and Luke. I sent him a smirk, along with a thumbs up and a nod of my head as if to say 'You're doin' great.' While Luke waved his hands a little, gesturing for him to keep going. Alex looked back at Julie, who's hands were now covering her eyes in annoyance. Alex continued "Are you okay?" Julie sat up in annoyance, the quick movement causing Alex to jump a little in surprise.

Letting out a huff she was quick to swing her legs over the side of the couch "No. I am most definitely not okay." Alex went to speak up, only for Julie to suddenly get up and start pacing in front of the three of us. "(Y/n) is now mad at Flynn. And Flynn doesn't believe (Y/n) because she doesn't trust her. And now Flynn is gonna be here in an hour so that I can show her you guys are real." Julie waved her arms around for emphasis as she explained, Alex walked over to me and Luke, all while keeping his eyes on the ranting Julie in front of us.

"We can't sing the song without (Y/n). Flynn and (Y/n) can't ever seem to stop fighting. They are my best friends. I love them both, guys I don't know what to do."

The three of us just stared at her, eyes wide in response to her outburst. "Wow." I stated, all eyes were now on me as I continued "That was a lot of words." A small laugh left my lips, as if trying to break through this serious mood. Luke rolled his eyes at me, as Julie narrowed hers, Alex just shook his head before putting it in his hands in annoyance as if asking no one in particular to 'kill him now.' Which doesn't make any sense because he's dead.

Alex was quick to speak up, looking towards Julie " I don't mean to pry, but those two seem to fight a lot." Julie sighed a little before looking down in front of her "They didn't use too. It's just..." Julie seemed unsure if she should continue, as if having an inner battle with herself.

Luke seemed to realize this, and spoke up "Hey..." Julie's head shot up, she was quick to look over at Luke, an understanding look sat on his face as he continued "It's okay, you don't have to tell us." I opened my mouth, my eyes narrowed a little as I went to protest, because I wanted to know. Only for Alex to stop me, by hitting me upside the head. "Ow." I whispered before rubbing my head and sending him a glare.

His eyes just sat on Luke as he acted like he didn't do anything. Luke moved away from the piano as he went over to Julie. "Look. The three of us" Luke pointed to himself, Julie, and Alex before continuing "Will work on the song, while Reggie over there tries to get (Y/n) out of her house before Flynn gets here." I stared at the back of Luke's head in confusion.

I was about to speak up, only for Julie to stop me, grabbing my attention. "Are you sure Reggie will be able to get her? At times like these it's normally best to leave her alone.." Luke shook his head, a small smile on his face "Nonsense. Reggie's got this." My eyes widened as I looked over at Luke "I do?" I questioned, only for him to widen his eyes and nod his head a little, mouthing something along the lines of 'yes' my eyes were quick to drift back over to Julie as I switched my sentence.

"I mean.... Yes. Yes, I do."

Sending Julie a smirk in confidence, she sent me an unsure look, as I continued "Just you wait Julie. (Y/n) will be here in no time." With that I poofed out of Julie's garage, and into the house next door.

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When I appeared, the house was silent, other than the faint noise of a guitar being played. Following the noise, I ended up getting lost once or twice. As I explored her house I came across a room slightly ajar, a faint light coming out of it. Curiosity got the best of me as I stepped through the door, only to come face to face with an almost baron bedroom. The long side of the bed was against the wall, next to the walk in closet, a dresser sat next to the door.

It had no windows which meant that the candles sitting on the small tables at the other end of the room, was the only light source. A picture sat in the middle of everything on each table. I was about to walk into the room to see who the people were in the pictures, until a thought occurred to me 'I shouldn't be here. This stuff looks serious. I'm also invading her privacy. This isn't any old mystery box.' I was quick to walk out of the room.

'What even was that? Who were those people?'

Thoughts were quick to invade my brain, desperately wanting answers to my questions, but I shook my head, the music being heard once again. I was quick to go back to following the sound, only to end up in front of the door to her music studio. I slowly and quietly, opened the door, only to see (Y/n) singing into the microphone, rhythm guitar in hand.

"... I And on the wings of a dream so far beyond reality"

I nodded my head, to the beat of the music as she sang a song I've never heard before. "All alone in desperation, now the time has gone lost inside you'll never find, lost within my own mind, day after day this misery must go on" a smile graced my lips, as I crossed my arms a crossed my chest and leaned against the door frame. "So far away we wait for the day for the light source so wasted and gone we feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days through the fire and flames we carry on" she then stopped singing and just played the guitar for about 30 seconds or so.

"Woah..." she played two notes on the guitar before singing the next one a bit higher "Woah..."she played two different notes before going back to singing low. "Woah..." she repeated what she just did but ended the last note on a higher pitch.

(Y/n) stopped singing and just played her guitar, eyes closed as the music flowed through her. It was as if her hands had a mind of there own, hitting every note so fast and perfectly. My mouth hung open a little in slight shock at how fast she was hitting each note. My tongue unconsciously being dragged over my lips. 'I'm in love.' Was the only thought that crossed my mind as she played the rhythm guitar in her hands.

After two minutes of straight up guitar, she started singing again "Now here we stand with their blood on our hands, we fought so hard, now can we understand, I'll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can, for freedom of every man" I stood there, a smile on my lips, this girl in front of me is making me feel things that I've never felt for any other girl before.

"So far away we wait for the day, for the light source so wasted and gone, we feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days, through the fire and flames we carry on"

She played the guitar for just about another minute or so, which ended the song.

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Thank so much for the response. May I also request something soft and comforting for Dedue? Yesterday I was separated from my coworkers by another and faced harassment from him about how I am such a bad person etc and I am not doing good atm even though my friends are trying their best to remind me that this dude is a prick (he blew up on me because he has been taking extended breaks and I told my coworkers to do their tasks over his first so his things did not get done as a result). Please take as much time as you need. I just want something to look forward to.

hello dear! i first off would like to apologize for the wait on your request, a lot of it was just me shaking the worms to get the writing juices flowing, and now after the personal war with my writer's block, it is finished (confetti poppers appear) and i hope that guy steps on a lego, i've worked with people like that and genuinely they're awful, i hope that you're doing much better and that you enjoy the fic!

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there be hurt/comfort in this one, annie and mercie being 1000/10 friends

You don’t like to worry Dedue.

Not that you didn’t trust him or anything, nothing like that at all! You just did not want to add onto his responsibilities that he had. Especially not when the man already had enough on his plate as Dimitri’s right hand. The thought of even causing more work for him made you wary.

So you did the only reasonable thing you thought you could do- Keep it all in and pray that the matter would be done with so that way you would not trouble him.

Of course, that was much easier said than done. You had to give Dedue credit, he was a keen observer. Nothing really got past him, which was no wonder why Prince, now King Dimitri had trusted his friend well.

Your hands wiped your eyes frequently, frustration bubbling beneath your skin as your eyes burned with unshed tears. Don’t cry, don’t cry. Don’t allow them to see your frustration. Don’t let them see that their cruel words affected you. You remind yourself as your throat constricts slightly.

Annette and Mercedes’ hands rubbed your back soothingly. Their own comforting words did little to help, but nonetheless, you were grateful. Your breaths come out in shaky pauses, you inhale and then exhale. Cursing yourself, for letting some stranger’s words get to you so strongly.

“Really, it’s not something for you to worry over, that man had no reason to be so crass and rude,” Annette says, indignant on your behalf.

It was a nice banquet, one that not only hoped to boost the morale of the Kingdom by inviting both nobility and commoners, but it’s secondary agenda was to scope out who truly was loyal to the crown and not attempting anything nefarious, it was difficult enough to weed out Empire loyalists in the previous month.

It started with some Duke from the western area of Faerghus, preening to whoever paid him any mind that he deserved to be in the small council room before Dimitri could make his appearance before the people. Only to look like a fool when not only was he barred, but attempting to stop you from going in, when you were literally invited by the King himself.

Where the audacity came from, you were not sure, but overwhelmed from just the number of people attending, to then this stranger getting into your face and proceeding to insult you for something you had no control over (well you did, but you had no reason to help the man into the meeting place now), you quite literally were this close to losing it on the man. Which was where you were grateful for Mercedes’ intervention followed by Annette carefully taking you somewhere more private to calm down. Because you weren’t certain if you were going to punch the man or cry. Or do both.

From her tone as she confronted him, you almost felt bad for him, almost. An angry Mercedes was a scary Mercedes after all.

Annette moves from where she was standing as you all hear a knock on the door, her voice is hushed so you can’t really make out what she’s saying or who she’s talking to. The door shuts gently behind her and Mercedes, who promises to see what’s happening follows a short moment later.. The banquet was still ongoing, but with a slight delay as the king was preoccupied with other matters (You later learn it was because Dimitri had not wanted to walk out without everyone in his retinue, aka his former classmates).

The door opens once more, as you wipe your face with a cool rag to hide your flusteredness.

“Mercie, I’m alright, I’ll be out in a moment,” Comes out slightly muffled as you press the cloth to your cheeks and your forehead.

“I do not wish to leave you alone,” A much deeper voice, one that did not belong to either her nor Annette catches you by surprise.

You look up at him bewildered, wasn’t he with Dimitri?

When you voice this concern, Dedue steps forward, and you see the swishing skirts of your friends behind the door as they send you small smiles and thumbs ups. You can’t help but shake your head.

“I actually told His Highness that I would go search for you three when Sylvain or Felix hadn’t found you all earlier, in fact, he even encouraged me to do so,” As he stepped closer, while you’re preoccupied, he takes in your frazzled appearance, still dressed to the nines for the occasion, but hands slightly shaky, your expression flustered and eyes looking like they held back tears still.

He unfortunately had not been present for the incident, only being filled in by a rather indignant Annette when she had found him during his search. He did not judge her reaction, of course, in the slightest. Dedue was not petty or snappish in any way and much more passive, something that Dimitri had almost always scolded him for since they had attended the Officer’s Academy at Garreg Mach. However something in your expression broke his heart, and in turn, made him angry.

“I’m sorry,” Your quiet words take him away from his reverie, you use the small counter as a makeshift seat, hoisting yourself up to sit on.

Gently, he takes one of your hands in his own, anger quelled, but not forgotten. “You have nothing to apologize for, if anything, that man should be the one apologizing to you for his behavior.” He is quick to insist, to drive away any doubt that you may have had about yourself.

“If you wish, we can return home, His Highness will understand,” Dedue offers quietly, his hand tucking a stray piece of your hair behind your ear,

At this you shake your head, “No, a lot of work went into tonight, and I don’t want to let one person ruin all of it. Dimitri would want to show all of us present to support him. If even one of us isn’t there, I’m sure the nobility will want to talk about it.”

Court politics gave you a headache, and you couldn’t help but pity the friends that had come from noble families (and also feel a bit grateful that your own family was one of merchants, so your encounter with nobility was minimum at best).

While he does appear doubtful, he ultimately does not push you to decide.

“If that is what you wish to do, then I will be amenable to it.”

Your eyes have dried, and you quickly inspect yourself in the small compact that Annette had tucked away (while also excitedly telling you about the pockets of her dress in order to cheer you up) for you.

“Then, yes, we’re staying.”

You get a sense of comfort from his presence. Knowing that not only did you have his support but the support of your friends as well, you walked out with them all with your head raised high, (faking the confidence just a little bit).

When the duke that had previously treated you cruelly saw you, his mouth was left agape. Although, it was your turn to look surprised when you saw Dedue turn up his nose at the man, making his jaw drop further as due to his friend’s actions, Dimitri only would interact with the man for propriety’s sake and propriety’s sake only. Surprise became admiration as you learned another thing, Dedue really could be petty when he wanted to be.

#fire emblem x reader #fire emblem three houses x reader #fire emblem three houses imagine #fire emblem three houses imagines #fire emblem imagines #dedue molinaro x reader #dedue molinaro imagines #fe dedue x reader #dedue x reader #fire emblem dedue x reader

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𝒜𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 [𝑅𝐸𝒜𝒮𝒪𝒩𝒮] 𝒮𝑒𝑒𝓀𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

Characters: Shin Hinomori, Eimi Ochida, Rika Kamishiro, Kako Boisclair, Hatsune Miku, Kagamine Len

Type: Group description

Note: This is not actual group taking place in Project Sekai AU! It's just fan group and I don't think these characters would actually get into the group but I like to make headcanons!

the reason those all decided to create a group was probably so they can take their mind off few things, create music and to something they love or simply have fun! Or maybe some were forced? Whatever they reason might've been, they're in one group now!

but their first important and hard decision was choosing a name. It may sound simple but we got different tastes here so it wasn't this easy... in fact there was even a small fight while choosing it

"A name will last forever. It should have reason in it."

"Okey so we're putting word 'reason' there."

"That's not what I-"

"Then I want 'adventure' too! After our group is one big adventure~"

"Well... we're still looking for it..."

"Looking... seeeking... adventure seeking?"

"Kako, you're a genius! How about we name ourselves 'Advneture Seekers'?"

"But Eimi wanted word 'reason' in the name..."

"Then how about 'Adventure (reasons) Seeker'!"

"How lazy are you...?"

in the end, and a lot of brainstorming on how they can make their name interesting, they figured it all out with simple logo that seemed to just stay forever!

of course there's also moment when they all first got into SEKAI! I'd say they either appeared together at once in the same place or seperately (maybe at the same time) in places that became their favorite spots later on!

but of course evey one had different reaction when they appread in SEKAI! I won't repeat it hear as better descriptions will be written for every character seperately

but let's focus on spots that became their favorites in the SEKAI!

Shin immidietly took a like of the town, he liked the overall vibe it gave off and he encountered street player when he got there for first time so he was even more in love! But he does prefer the calmer corners of this city~

"This part is filled with music lovers~ It's calmer side of city but it's not empty. It's literally just so perfect for performances!"

Eimi took a like of the local library and royals kingdom, she managed to get there thanks to Miku and now she's just staying there sometimes to relax, and no one minds as she's not causing any troubles!

"Everyone here is so mature... Is it even right place for me? But... this place does have the comforting atmospehere~"

Rika was also the type to take a like of the town, but unlike the boy mentioned above, she prefers the livelier side of it! There's no parties, celebrations or events she missed since she got into SEKAI and acknowledged her surroundings which didn't last long!

"People here are so lively! I absolutely love how everyone is so friendly with each other. They're even like that to total strangers who just want to talk and have fun!"

Kako on the other hand took a like of the hidden garden with fountaine. As far as he's aware, it's just him and maybe few more that know about this place so it's usually empty.

"It's so quiet and peacful here~ I kinda want to lay in this pool of water over there but... if someone sees me it'd be... at least embarrassing..."

Miku was supposed to be next Queen of this kingdom but her parents didn't saw the potential in her so they deicded to either make her marry someone or choose someone else to rule, and of course Miku choosed second option

at first it hurt but now she doesn't mind and often tells people she thinks it's right choice since she can focus on many other things

at first she seems mature and collected but it's actually her shyness! Once you get to know her, she can act a bit childish from time to time even tho she still tries to keep her maturity up~

"She's a fun lady! Even when she's acting all mature, it doesn't take long to make her funny side come out! And even if... everyone has their personlities and I don't mind as long as they're nice to talk to! And she's definitely that!"

"Miku? She's my idol you can say... how can someone be so mature, collected... and yet so playful? It's a good thing of course! I wish to be like her someday..."

"I don't mean to be rude now but... I wish she could be less shy sometimes... it's not that I mind but it does keep her from doing some fun things she wants... I can see her point of view tho."

"She's nice. There's often silence between us but I say it's a comfortable one. She even showed me her own peacfull spot~"

Len is a performer! He has his own stage he performes at but he can also be seen performing on streets!

of course more professional performances are done on stage but he want's to give a chance to everyone! And his performances on street often include a lot of interactions with audience so they have their own special charm~

he's a performer by choice, he always wanted to make others smile and laugh so that's what he's doing right now! He promised himself to performer as best as he can even if there's just one person in his audience!

he's rather liked and known in this SEKAI, some may even say he's more known than royals themselves!

"He's great! We even have our own choreography~ I don't know when we'll perform it or if we even get a chance but we had and still are having fun while doing it by ourselves!"

"We basically don't share any topics and yet, we somehow always have somethign to talk about... I think it's thanks to him... no wonder he's so likabale by everyone."

"This fella is so fun! To be honest I often hangout with him and I don't regret anything! Not ever!"

"He's really talkative... I don't mind it but I often don't know what to say and he's just rambling... I don't want him to feel like I don't care..."

song can be changed and it's not confirmed but the first one that came to my mind was "アンダーキッズ" by TUYU so allow me to stick with that! Allow my why...

they all were somehow sawn as different at some point by others or themselves, mostly because of past events that happened in their life

every is feeling more or less lost in their life but all of them are trying more or less intensely to find the right path on many different ways

#oc #project sekai oc #project sekai #colorful stage #project sekai colorful stage

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