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“End Hunt,” Spider-Man (Vol. 1/1990), #55.
Writer: Howard Mackie; Penciler: Mike Manley; Inker: Joe Rubenstein; Colorist: Kevin Tinsley; Letterer: Richard Starkings
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blackdoomed-blog1 · 5 years
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💚 - friendship ❤ - romantic relationship ( with one of my blogs? They are all listed on my blog (first post)... Maybe we can plot?))
|| yo i GOTTA interact with ur ocs so im ABSOLUTELY CHILL with some heckin platonic friendships and my EYES EMOJIS ON UR METAL TOO CUS Y E S PLEASE but also dont think for one second that Sharp isnt immensely interested in Miles cus he is, hes charmed and intrigued by his intelligence >:3c ||
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Brooo what would fae johns wings look like???? IM LOVING THAT IDEA i would love to see more about how he uses his power for brians hepatitis like is it a water healing thing or something else??
If only I had art skills (okay I do, but not good ones lol) I’m glad you’re enjoying it!!
The wings basically look like a mermaid tail but with all of the correct anatomical parts of a wing. They’re actually also this shimmery metallic color ( I can’t say clear, but yeah clear) with a blue tint to them.
He, of course, can hide them and frequently chooses to do so, wings for the size of a human a heckin larger and difficult to maneuver with, at least in cities and houses.
Yo, okay so I do want to write this fic (I have a very bad habit of getting excited about things and wanting to write them because that’s all I can do). While water magic is a typical school of healing magic (again with earth) John actually uses the old magic. The one that comes with a price.
Ohohoho, what will I make the price be? tbh I’m open to suggestions (cause y’all come up with good angst) but either leaning towards 
Oh heck, I should preface that in this scenario Brian’s hep either onset quicker in its peak or he doesn’t get to help in time. So yeah. 
Anyway options!
1) John having giving up his immortality or wings and Brian being. Less than thrilled.
2) John saves Brian but at the cost of shortening his life span an indeterminable amount of years
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duderocketship · 5 years
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Noggin Clobberer
My trap tags don't expire   I'm an arsonist for hire   on these bars Watch me spit fire, yuh Got a grill in my mouth & a grill on my porch   New balance on my feet,   In my kitchen selling work   Got grass like I'm dirt Hit the gas like I'm first Eating ass with a thirst Thots be scary go to church Give that pussy heckin hurt   I'ma dawg ripe from birth   Yes I'm bound to rule the Earth And I'll pillage til it skrrt -Bet you ain't gon take my turf 'Less you finna prove that worth Satisfy the ladies aye my dick got 1 inch girth & I'm all Foaming from the mouth like she rabid   Fuck yo bitch leave her shaking, steady rabbit Only fux wit gold Cos' I don't believe in average I'm a savage with these lavish roasts so toast to this y'all napping, woah Gimme  t h i c c  bone   -I'm here to cuck ur bitch I Go Donkey Kong on em wit banana clips   Mushrooms down the pipe, Now watch me all-star this shit Leave em duckin’ runnin’ huffin’ when tha muhfuckin’ hammer hit, boiiii Ball so hard I got u trippin' Spitting triplets in the kitchen -To watch the world burn   Is my muhfuckin’ mission Be shifting these gears Like transmissions in a sentence; Remix it to ignition, straight Dunkin’ on y’all bitch-ass Light me up that's what's up, Bruh you real ass vintage Try and step to me, Catch you sleepin’ with those fishes Throw bows with the flow Man I do this shit for fun Dabbing every day Just stir the pot to color up I'm on another level Mine down on the nether Architect if ever clever big-bro pullin’ levers    Embezzled Denny’s rhymes Just to peddle to the metal   & I'm never gonna give Until I hit that fuckin’ threshold yuh   Flexin’ on these spades When I play that fuckin’ trump; If you got no brain Then I'm gankin’ all your junk    Kickin’ in yo grave Push up daisies in the trunk I'm literally insane U don't know about dat funk yuh Blizzard dick a hipster bitch   Scissor kick your gizzard slick   Crave attention slit my wrists Iced out and I'm fuckin’ lit Like ah shit got that gas check my Auschwitz All about the offense When I’m toxic wit that nonsense Coursing through my conscience Looking for recompense; Like hollerin’ at a deaf bitch Or knocking over blind kids I'm in that hearse Smokin’ herb swerving verses Turnin’ words Like its a curse, ya  (August 2018) First song of my upcoming rap EP, listen to the demo @  https://soundcloud.com/duderocketship/noggin-clobberer
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pinkstarpirate · 6 years
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Hi, long time no post :D
Time for updates. Life has been two years of shit. Hooray. It got shittier last month. Woohoo. But onto good things...
1) I'm finishing up Toss a Penny. I'm hoping to have it completely done ASAP before the new season of Free!. 2) I have succumbed to Poolossus (Colossus and Deadpool) for the movie-verse. And I'm heckin good at writing Deadpool's voice. Who the shit knew? 3) I seriously miss some of you guys. I might send you annoying messages. Check yo inboxes.
Here is a Snippet from my upcoming Poolossus fic Time is a Complicated Thing:
The device makes several popping sounds, a sharp crackle, and then wisps of smoke begin to leak out of a crack in the casing.
Cable, a man of very few words, but a multitude of angry expressions, gives Deadpool (aka Wade) the pissiest, grit-your-teeth grimace that Wade has ever seen on a man.  It kind of looks like someone took a shit right under Cable's angry little nose, and right now every single part of Cable is singing the song of surly time-travelers who are watching their time travel device burn to cinders like a Samsung Note 7 fresh off the assembly line.
“Oopsy, I might have overused it a smidge,” Wade says as he takes a careful step back from the angry guy with like five futuristic guns that can shoot lethal laser-y boom-boom things, and a completely kickass, but also deadly, metal arm.
“What...” Cable growls, reaching forward to snatch his smoking time device, “What the hell did you do?”
Wade immediately points at Ellie, aka Teenage Negasonic Warhead, aka Justin Bieber, “She did it.  She gave it to me.”
“Way to be a dick,” Ellie says.
It is quickly followed by Colossus’s disproving voice and the ever-reliable, chastising, “Language.”
“Says the guy who lovingly told me ‘fuck' on my deathbed,” Wade adds with a smitten grin.
“No.  I did not say such a thing,” Colossus asserts, clearly confused as to why Deadpool would accuse him of something so crass.
"You did in another timeline, big guy, one that Priscilla here," and Wade hooks a thumb at Cable, "Ruined. He took away my reward of sweet, sweet death."
“Priscilla?” Ellie asks, quirking an eyebrow at the odd name.
“Yeah, well, I guess you had to read the comic,” Wade says as he starts to saunter away, doing his best to avoid the fallout from his little time adventure.  Wade isn't the kind of guy who is really into consequences and stuff like that, and besides, he has to get home to Vanessa. She should be alive again right about now.
It's too bad that Colossus puts a weighty metal hand on Wade's shoulder, stopping him mid-step.  “Wade. Explain.”
“The Priscilla thing?  I mean, I can, but it's a long story…”
Colossus's metal brows draw together in frustration as he says, “No, Cable's broken time device, not the nickname.”
TBC...
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my-hero-aaron · 7 years
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A heckin Bodyswap
Oh golly, it’s everyone’s favorite trope, the bodyswap episode! I figured we needed some lightheartedness after the rough time that our intrepid heroes had with overclock, so here it is! 
“Hey K, I didn’t know you have a birthmark?”
“wHERE ARE YOU LOOKING AARON?!?”
Wait wait wait, that doesn’t make much sense out of context, does it? Let me start at the beginning of the story. Let’s back up to the beginning of the week, shall we?
I rose out of the haze of a well-dreamt winter wonderland to wake up to snow falling on my face, and blinked a bit, drifting back off to sleep with a soft smile. However, the muffled shriek of my best friend lying face down next to me startled the fog from my brain, and I whirled to face her. “Frost me, K, what in the world are you screaming for?”
“tHAT WAS COLD” Came her muffled reply, and it finally managed to hit me just what the heck was coming from the ceiling. That dream I was having about a snowy field must have set off my quirk! I mean, in theory, it made sense, but I couldn’t exactly get a good handle on controlling any sort of weather patterns, large or small. First of all, it was a lot to remember, how each little bubble of air needed to be oriented, not to mention tracking just how much cold each section had... Not to mention moving cold with any sort of precision in the air around me was surprisingly difficult, since usually, I didn’t consider the air around me outside it being a fluid which could act as a somewhat resistive conduit to move the cold where it needed to go. It was like looking at a hidden eye puzzle. Sure, it was a random jumble of shapes now, but once you wrapped your brain around it, the pieces snapped into place, and it all made sense. Unfortunately, I had to have that moment of cerebral calibration each time, and even making artificial weather in a space as small as my room took a lot of work. So watching the snow fall around me with Kailey snoozing or at least formerly snoozing next to me sounded pretty appealing, a rare treat for a lazy Saturday that I certainly needed after the whole whatnot with time that went down. It had been a good while, but I was having difficulty unwinding and actually getting some sleep. Come to think of it, I mused, this was one of the first really good nights of sleep I’ve gotten recently. I would have continued to roll my way along that line of thought, considering the peculiar pleasure that arose from the deprivation and restoration of the resource of sleep, had K not jolted again at the second snowflake dropping into the exposed small of her back, this time, her elbow firmly planting itself into the soft space below my ribs. The woosh of the air leaving my lungs blew a few errant snowflakes to pile onto the same spot she got a little frosty nip moments before, the storm above my head flickering and dissolving at the... Startle, shall we say, that K had provided me. I flopped down next to her, wheezing as I tried to get my breath back, and groaned, “Thanks for the winding, Kailey, jeez~” as I turned to look at her slowly rolling over with a groan of her own.
“I justwannasleepin, popsicle, is that too much to ask, ya chilly goof?” slurred from her mouth, the sleepiness evident in the weakness of her tone. I noticed her hand rubbing at the small of her back to try to warm the little pinpricks I’d left, however accidentally, and smirked softly. Perfect revenge target located! I thought, slipping my hand under hers slowly and pressing my ever so chilly fingers to the small of her back, the look crossing my face best described as mischievous. Another small yelp arose from my bedmate, and it was her turn to whirl on me, clearly shocked fully awake by my frigid fingers.
“fUCKING CHRIST, AARON!”
I tsked at her, cutting off the obvious “gODDAMNIT” on her lips, trying not to laugh as I shook my head.
“Such language, young lady! What in the world would your mother say?” My voice thundered around the room in a passable imitation of the symbol of peace himself, breaking into laughter as I reached the end of my question, and K tossed the blankets into my face, grumbling noisily in return.
“sHE’D TELL YOU TO QUIT HECKIN FREEZING MY BACK YOU DINGUS!”
I beamed at my best friend, finally withdrawing my touch as I stood, stretching at great length as I worked the knots out of my shoulders. I wanted to get some training in, but perhaps that snow from earlier flexed my quirk enough? That, and even though I knew Kailey didn’t mind sitting there while I basically zoned out and tried not to freeze to death, I minded that she basically lost me for an hour or two. Then again, maybe some combat training would be nice! I tossed a shirt that was laying on the floor at K, chirping, “Let’s get some sparring work in! I did enough cold training a few weeks ago, and I wanna see if you’ve got any neat fighting bits with your quirk rattling around!” I strode calmly out of her room, walking across the bridge between our balconies as I shook the kinks out of my hands. As I strolled into my room, I considered the surprising degree of mess that the place had taken on in the past while, since I was a little busy making sure time kept passing to keep my room clean. I crinkled my nose out of indecision, pondering if I would keep K waiting if I tried to pick up a bit, only to find my question answered by the sound of her shower coming on. “Well, guess I’ve got a sec. May as well clean up around here.” I mumbled to myself, bending to pick up the literal pile of wrappers for food bars that had amassed near my usual meditation spot... Which was one of the few areas where I could see the floor. Gosh dang, it had gotten even worse than I thought, I’m not even sure some of this stuff was mine! I blinked slowly as my eyes bounced back to a glint of copper that they slid over moments ago. “That.. is very not mine,” I mumbled, dangling the necklace on a few outstretched fingers. The pendant was strange, a small carving of a man with two faces, with eyes that flickered as though they had a light of their own within, but as I turned it over, looking for a seam that would suggest some kind of way to get a battery in there for a light, to set off this little twinkle, but it looked so flawless, I was beginning to think it was hewn from a solid block of metal! Room cleanliness forgotten, I set the necklace down carefully, throwing on a t-shirt and a pair of athletic shorts, and picked it up once again, strolling to Kailey’s room. “Hey K, check out this weird necklace I found just chilling in my room, I’ve never seen anything like it befo-” I found my babbling cut off by a noise like I’d just been thumped on the head by the world’s largest tuning fork, and I locked eyes with Kailey through the glassy eyes of the pendant. Then the world seemed to speed up to the point of blurring, and I found myself staring at the ceiling of K’s room. Groaning softly, I sat up to see someone who looked like... Well, me, doing the same on the other side of the room. Raising a hand to my head, I mumbled, “Jeez, that pendant must have doubled me or something, right K?” The stranger who had what looked like my face went whiter than a sheet of paper, covering their mouth with a slow-moving hand, and the quiver of their outstretched finger directed at me sold the picture of shock even further.
“Y-you’re me!” They murmured through the fingers obscuring their mouth, then made a sound I could only describe as choked. “I-I-I my voice! It’s so... Low!” They said, a stammer halting the beginning of the sentence a few times.
“Hey, why do yo-” I cut myself off, my other hand flying to my throat, and blinked a few times, sputtering confusedly, “Wh-wh-why’s my voice so high? K, is this some weird thing with your quirk?” Then I glanced down at myself, and let out a shriek that pierced not only my own ears but the stranger’s as well, given the loud smack that crossed the room as their hands slapped to the side of their head reflexively. “I-I... I have BOOBLES! WHY DO I HAVE BOOBLES?!” My hand slid from its perch on my head and gave my chest an experimental jab. “I.. these feel weird.” I blinked slowly, giving them a small squeeze, and flushed. “These are, very attached to me.”
“pOPSICLE WHAT DID YOU DO?” cried the person across the room, their voice cracking a bit from the strain of the yell.
My hands falling from their... Exploratory, shall we say, position, into my lap, I felt my jaw creak open slowly. “K-k-k-Kailey? I-i-is that... You?”
“I think so?!? What happened??”
I furrowed my brow and closed my eyes, going back over the last few moments. I was cleaning my room, then I found that necklace, then I came over to see if K left it in my room, then everything got all wavy, and now we were like this... The necklace! That was the only explanation!
“K I think it-” The words blundered their way out of my mouth, my mouth five steps ahead of my brain, and I found myself speaking at the same time as my compatriot.
“Aaron I’m pretty sure-” Kailey was stumbling her way through a sentence similarly, and at the same time as me, to boot. We both mumbled to a stop and chuckled a bit.
“K, you go first. You’re the one with the super-space brain, right?” I smiled, sticking out my tongue slightly to bolster the complement of my friend’s neat ability.
“W-w-well, I saw something like this in a show once? Like they looked each other through a weird mirror thing and they swapped bodies?”
“So.. you’re... saaaayying we’re on a tv show right now?” I chirped, beaming at my deduction.
“nO YOU DINGUS WE SWAPPED BODIES!” K wobbled to her-my?-feet, storming over to drag me up. Wobbling a bit on unfamiliar feet, I glanced down once more, my finger poking at the... Protrusions, shall we say, on my chest.
“Could you PLEASE quit playing with my boobs and focus for a sec?”
“But they’re just so jiggly, and they’re right there!” I wheedled, stumbling a bit as I tried to bounce to punctuate the end of my sentence. “Also throwing off my balance apparently?” I mumbled as I pitched forward into K’s arms. Blinking, I finally processed just how much shorter she was than me, and glanced way up into eyes I usually only saw in the mirror. “You’re so short, how do you ever see anything, jeez!”
“Says the guy who’s so high up the ground’s practically f-” Kailey cut off abruptly, spinning to the right as a sneeze crashed its way through her face. I shivered, brushing at my shirt as a dusting of frost formed on my shirt. Then I felt it. A thundering mass of knowledge, like an entire concert hall full of people reading different encyclopedias at the top of their voice. The information piled into my brain, and I stumbled back, clutching at my head. “A-a-all of time and space...Holy shit how do you handle it? It’s so LOUD!” My eyes snapped shut, and I felt the words begin to pour from my mouth, babbling without end as the data forced its way through me. Sure, watching K overheat from data pileup was one thing, but feeling its pressure on my own thoughts was a whole different story. I wasn’t quite sure what happened, my world had shrunk to the absolute torrent of everything and anything finding its way into my awareness. The next thing I knew, the data had receded to a dull roar in the back of my mind, and I slowly opened my eyes to make sense of the present moment. Kailey had sat her body down on the bed, and closed it into a small, fumblingly made cocoon of ice, which I recoiled from the wall of sharply on touching it with my skin.
“Khione’s knickers, that’s cold! Is everything always this cold for you, K?” I grumbled, crossing my arms and beginning to shiver, my teeth chattering. A blurry form that I assumed was my own drew a shaky line down the front of the bubble that contained me, and it split, shattering noisily on the floor around me.
“S-sorry, I find not feeling anything helps, and using your quirk was the only thing I could think of!” Kailey stammered slightly, hiding her face behind her hands(my hands?). I smiled softly, shaking my head.
“K, it’s no biggie! I’m surprised you actually managed to get my quirk to work that well, that quickly.”
K blushed slightly at my complement, then seemed to notice my rather forceful shivering.
“Is it really that cold in here? It feels normal to me!” she chirped while wrapping a blanket around my body(her body? Jeez this is complicated).
Blinking, I considered just what I was wearing, and felt the blood rush into my face. Sure I was blushing a deep red, I ran a hand up along my leg to check I wasn’t wearing some kind of funky girl pants that I just couldn’t feel against my skin.
Kailey, seeming to have the same train of thought, flushed alongside me, her hands gripping the sheets lightly.
I opened my mouth to talk and found myself cut off by a firmly confused look from the body I inhabited just a few minutes earlier.
“A-Aron, what the heck is going on between my legs right now?” K flushed an even darker red, her neck crinkling to hide her face, the grip she had on the sheets becoming white-knuckle tight.
My blush rose in kind with hers, and a nervous chuckle emanated from my lips. “W-w-well, looks like I’m getting a rise out of you~” I sing-songed, striking an overexaggerated model pose, hoping my being a giant goof would distract her body my body, even though it usually didn’t. Kailey’s sputtering laugh told me I hit the mark, and I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the knot of tension pervading the air unravel slightly. Sure, we needed to figure out just what was going on, but that could wait. We had a lazy day to finish up!  
The next day had dawned, and I let out a groan as I realized the body I found myself in wasn’t my own. I was hoping we’d swap back after a good night’s sleep, gosh dang it! I mused, stumbling as I tried to roll out of bed. “Gosh dangit, this is so much more top-heavy than I’m used to!” I grumbled, angrily jiggling my chest around a bit as Kailey strolled in through the balcony, freshly showered and ready to go.
“Jeez, be careful, those are attached you know!” She riffed, a crooked smirk I was much more used to doling out plastered on her face. She then blinked, noting my unprepared state, and rushed me into the bathroom. “Hurry up, Aaron, we’re gonna be late for school!” I rolled my eyes, tugging at the hem of my shirt, halting with it half off as K added, “And no peeking!”
My brow furrowed, and I shrugged. There wasn’t really much way I couldn’t peek, was there? Glancing at the clock on the wall, I noted it was around 7:30, and I knew showering would take too long, so I hurriedly stripped, pausing a moment before throwing on her uniform as I caught something in the mirror.
“Hey K, I didn’t know you had a birthmark I hadn’t seen yet?” I queried through the door, rushing as I buttoned up the uniform’s shirt.
“wHERE ARE YOU LOOKING AARON?!?” came her shocked reply as she barged in, clearly feeling scandalized. “Oh, you’ve... Got clothes on. Glad you listened, popsicle. Let’s get going!”
We rushed to school, nervous that people would pick up on the strangeness between us, but as the day passed by, we found that the only person who caught anything was a classmate of ours we had hardly met, a green-haired kid who looked a bit like an elf. Thankfully, the work we started on in the last class of the day was just a partner exercise of some sort, so K and I didn’t have to figure out how to act around anyone else. The teacher passed out the worksheets, and as I centered the paper in front of me, my hand gripped my pencil slightly, and the answers began to spool from it as though it had a mind of it’s own. “K-kailey, why do I know this? What’s my hand doing? hELP?” I half-whispered across the table to my partner in crime, who had a similar puzzledness exuding from her tone for an altogether different reason.
“Oh yeah, this question is...it’... wHY CAN’T I FIND IT?!” Kailey struggled, her eyes closing and moving back and forth rapidly as though she was trying to drive a saw through a tree with her glance. I let out a thankful breath as my hand swirled to a stop, the worksheet completed, and looked over at poor K, who now had her head in her hands, tugging at her hair slightly out of frustration at lack of answers.
“Aaron, can you tell me what it means by pythagorean triangles?” she whispered tiredly, looking over at me in desperation.
“Well, broadly, the concept of a pythagorean triangle arises from the state in which there is a triangle of 3 variable side lengths that happen to have a set ratio between each other, thanks to the right angle between the two shorter sides. The hypotenuse happens to be what is defined by the longest side of the three, and the two shorter sides are termed as legs. The ratio between the three sides as a whole is simply defined as a squared plus b to the second power equalling the amount that is produced with c and c as multiplicands.”
Kailey’s vacant stare was interrupted by a few confused blinks, and she muttered, even more exhaustion in her voice, “Listen, I bring it down a few notches for you, you’ve gotta do it for me now.”
I nodded slowly, and focused for a moment, trying to simplify the words that were trying to dig their way out of my mouth, but it simply wasn’t working. So instead, I tugged at her paper, and in the margin, sketched out a simple triangle, labeled the sides a,b, and c appropriately, and hurriedly scrawled the equation a^2+b^2=c^2 beneath it.
“So.. basically the two small sides, squared, equal the big side squared?”
“Yeah, as long as there’s a right angle opposite the big side.”
I smiled as I saw the tension flow out of K’s(my?) shoulders, and she set to work, the scratching of her pencil passing the time for me rather quickly. As soon as the bell rang to let us out of class, we bolted from our seats, hurrying to the office of a teacher we thought would have an answer: our homeroom teacher, Sekijiro. We burst into the room, out of breath, and the teacher raised an eyebrow. “Yes, you two? Is something up?” Once again, we found ourselves stumbling over words, trying to get the whole story out, and the teacher put up a hand. “ Aaron, you seem the least out of sorts today, and clearly something’s afoot here. Elucidate.” His calm order had me looking over at K, and she mumbled out, hardly audible, “someweirdtwofacednecklacemadeusswitchbodies”
The teacher raised his eyebrow further, and leaned in a bit. “I’m sorry? What was that?”
This time the mumbling was a bit slower, but no louder. “Some weird two faced necklace made us switch bodies.”
The teacher coughed slightly, urging once more, “Speak up, young man. I can hardly hear you.”
“Some weird necklace-” I cut off Kailey, bursting out, “I FOUND SOME FUNKY NECKLACE THING AND IT MADE KAILEY AND I SWITCH BODIES AND I DON’T WANNA BE STUCK WITH ALL THIS SPACE-TIME STUFF IN MY BRAIN HELP ” The panic in my voice was remarkably evident as it echoed around the empty classroom, and the teacher blanched slightly, harrumphing before musing, “Well, lucky for you two, I’ve got a friend who’s a bit of an expert in this sort of thing. He could be here in about a week,as he’s a busy man, so I’m going to go ask the other teachers if they’ve got any help closer.”
I looked at K, biting at my lip softly while he walked out, and as soon as the door swung shut, words blurted their way out of my mouth once more.
“I’msorryforinsultingyourquirkyou’vegotaverynicebodybutI’mnotsureIcanstayinitforawholeweekHECK”
Kailey blinked slowly, trying to work out what I meant by the rapid fire jumble pouring from my face, then softly laid a hand on my shoulder.
“Aaron, chill. I’m sure there’s going to be someone able to help us earlier than next week, the teachers here are practically legendary heroes!”
As though cued, Sekijiro walked through the door once more, looking a bit solemn.
“Unfortunately, you two, you’re going to have to muddle through this for a week. Asking around, the friend of mine is the only person who would know how to fix such an unusual issue without asking for significant compensation.”
At this, Kailey went white as a sheet. “I’ve gotta be Aaron for a whole WEEK?”
This was going to be an interesting week to say the least.
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