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loving-barnes · 4 months

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LOGAN HOWLETT - SPARK

A/N: This one is a bit shorter. I needed to end it where it ends because the next one will be 'so much fun'! This is chapter 3! Also, I suck at creating titles or summaries.

Pairing: Logan Howlett x mutant female reader

Warning: none

Summary: Charles reveals something more about Y/N's mutation.

Please, do not read if you are under 18. This story is suitable for mature audience.

Words: 3800+

Important note: Again, Logan is a tall MF, because they fucked up in the movies. Also, Hugh Jackman!Wolverine.

A TOUCH OF HOPE MASTERLIST | Chapter Two

LOGAN HOWLETT - SPARK

Y/N fell to the ground with a loud thud, groaning. Every bone in her body ached. The first deep breath was hard to do. The second was better. Why did it have to hurt like a bitch? Luckily, she didn’t smash her head against the floor. Concussions were not fun.

“Get up,” she heard Logan’s rough voice. When she opened her eyes, he was standing above her. From the ground, he looked like a giant. “There is no time for napping.”

“Very funny,” Y/N muttered. She sat up, blinking a few times, and then got up. “That hurt.”

“Get used to it,” he said. Logan started to circle her, eyeing her figure. He needed to be sure she wasn’t hurt more than necessary. “What’s goin’ on with ya, kid? You seem distracted.”

Y/N closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Fuck, he noticed. Little did he know it was all his fault. She looked at him through her dark lashes. He stood before her, fists clenched, but the claws weren’t present. While Storm or Kitty usually wore combat outfits for training, Logan would do it in jeans and that damn white tank top. She had a perfect view of his beefy arms and that damn chest.

Of course, she wanted to get the boy back. She kept thinking about it every waking hour. However, this time, it was Logan who engulfed her mind. His scent lingered around her.

She lunged at him, trying to hit his smug face. He was able to grab her whole fist and twist her wrist. Y/N roared from the pain. They were training. Of course, he wouldn’t be hard on her like they would in the real world. Still, it had to hurt.

“Come on, Y/N, concentrate,” he frowned at her. “Last training was better than this.”

Thinking fast, she devised a strategy to help her put him on the ground. However, she didn’t know if it would work. She spun on her heel, wanting to hit his chest with her elbow. As predicted, Logan wrapped his arm around her chest tightly. “Now you are trapped, kid.”

“Maybe,” she hissed. Y/N swung up her legs as high as she could. She used all her strength to yank her feet forward. She could feel how heavy this man was. Luck was on her side, and she threw him over her shoulders and on the ground. This time, he was the one who groaned out of pain.

She held her balance. It was necessary to stay on her feet after a move like that. Losing balance would make her seem inexperienced.

“Fuck,” he cursed, catching his breath. “I was not expecting that.”

“Look how the tables have turned,” she laughed at him. The smile was gone when he tripped her legs, and she ended up again on the floor. “Fuck!”

Logan crawled on top of her. He held her wrists tightly in his grip above her head. “Look who’s laughin’ now. Instead of being amazed and proud of what you did, keep your head in the game and stay focused. Otherwise, you’d end up under the enemy, dead.

Silence surrounded them. Their eyes met. Logan didn’t move away, and she didn’t protest. They stayed like that for what felt like hours. The air got thick. You could cut it with a knife. It was harder to breathe.

His eyes were a darker shade of green with a hint of brown sparkling around the pupil. It reminded her of the woods on a sunny day. Logan was so handsome that she wanted to reach for his face and trace his features. What the fuck was happening?

“Who taught you that?” he asked after a while.

She came back to reality. “Some dudes back in the day,” she made a face. “It’s a long story. Truthfully, I didn’t think it would work, considering your whole skeleton is pure adamantium.” Her eyes travelled lower to his chest, scanning the popping veins on his neck and arm.

Last training, Logan revealed something more about himself. When he told her about the adamantium in his bones, her face turned into something he found adorable. He couldn’t help it. The fascination radiating on her face got him. You are practically indestructible, she commented.

“You sayin’ I’m heavy?” he raised one brow. When Y/N made a face, he rolled his eyes. “Rude.”

“What?! I didn’t say anything,” she protested. Accidentally, she smashed her head against the floor, gasping from the mild pain. “Ouch, that hurt.”

“That’s what you get for being rude.” Logan laughed at her. He got up, holding a hand to her. “Get up before you hurt yourself more.”

She took his hand and jumped up on her feet. Her hand rubbed the spot on her head that she had banged. “Yeah, karma is a bitch. Fucking hell.”

Logan put a hand on her shoulder. “What’s wrong, kid? Seriously. You have been distracted the whole day. And it showed during training. It is the boy?” His eyes filled with concern.

She took a breath through her nose. “Yes.” It was half true. He didn’t need to know. “It’s nerve-wracking when we still haven’t found much information about JJ. It’s been over a week. How hard can it be?” That last sentence was unnecessary.

“I told you it might take some time,” he said. “We need to be sure no one would die or get hurt,” he continued. Logan kept his voice calm. “You got out. They will do anything to keep the boy there if he’s still there.”

She groaned, annoyed by that answer. It felt like things weren’t going as fast as she’d hoped for. They had superpowers. They could do almost anything they wanted. Why wait? “What if he dies? You know damn well what they do to us. I know what they did to me.”

There was no arguing that. Logan saw how beaten up Y/N was when he met her. People did horrible things to mutants just to find out more about the mutation and how to destroy it. Some would call it a modern genocide.

The door to the Danger room opened, and Rogue walked in with a blue mutant. He had a tail and hoofs. He had a long beige coat and a hat on his head. Why was she that surprised? Hank was a big blue furry beast. This one looked like a blue devil.

“Y/N, this is Kurt,” Rogue introduced her to the mutant. “You haven’t met before.”

“How was Europe?” Logan asked him when he approached the couple.

“I was able to find smugglers who kept mutants in cells and sold them to labs and influential people,” he said with a heavy German accent. “There is a whole underground net operating around Europe and Russia.”

Logan glanced at Y/N and made a face. It was a sign to tell her that there were more of them suffering without any help. Would it be immature if she showed him her tongue?

“The Professor wants to talk to you, Y/N. It’s urgent,” Rogue informed her.

With a nod, she left the Danger room without a word. At least her heart would calm down for a minute. She glanced down at her clothes, leggings and a t-shirt. She sparred with Logan for an hour. You’ll have to wait, Professor, she thought.

One quick shower later and a change of fresh clothes, she knocked on his door and stepped in. Charles was there alone, reading a book.

“Take a seat, Y/N.”

Again, she couldn’t read him. He always kept his face stoic, not giving away anything, not even showing anger or excitement. Her eyes followed his every move.

“There is one urgent matter I need to discuss with you,” he started to talk. “I needed some time to be sure that what I’m about to tell you is true. I couldn’t explain it for years, and I think I might have the answer now.”

She leaned against the backrest and listened to him. There was no point in questioning him.

“I have talked to the rest of the staff about it, but they don’t know the result. I wanted to tell you first before I tell them.” When she didn’t give him any reaction, he continued. “I knew about your existence for years. When you were a teen, around the same time when you discovered your mutation, I found you through Cerebro. The plan was to bring you here, where you would become a student and study.”

It felt like a knife to her heart. Charles knew about her, and they didn’t bring her here? “Why didn’t you?” she whispered.

“I wanted to. The plan was to send Hank to get you. All I needed to do was give him exact coordinates. But,” he stopped. Charles took his time to gather his thoughts. “When I wanted to find you, I couldn’t. As if you stopped existing. I didn’t find you as a mutant or a human.”

“What do you mean?”

“For years, you kept slipping. One day, I’d stumble upon you, and a moment later, you didn’t exist. That’s why I couldn’t bring you here. I couldn’t find you.”

She shook her head. “I don’t get it. I never died. I didn’t do anything unusual.”

Charles smiled. “For some time, I thought you were also a strong telepath. That would be the only explanation for why you kept slipping off. Since you came here, I’ve been observing-”

“You looked in my head without permission,” she stated.

“It’s not as it seems, Y/N. I looked when your thoughts were screaming. I never look unless I don’t have to.”

“Then what? What did you find out?”

He sighed. “You are not a telepath. You keep closing your mind, protecting it, like you do with your forcefield. No one can get inside your head unless you want them. That is the reason why I couldn’t find you.”

She laughed awkwardly. “That doesn’t make sense. How could I possibly do this?”

“Your mutation is about protection that keeps evolving with time. We don’t know what else could happen with your training. It’s been trying to protect your brain since the beginning. For example, if there were a mutant with the ability to hypnotise you, it wouldn’t be possible. Your power would protect your brain.”

Her mouth was open, and she didn’t flinch. It was a ton of new information for her. “Holy shit,” she mumbled. Y/N leaned her elbows on her thighs and put her head in her palms. “Oh god, oh no. Oh, this is bad.”

“Y/N?” Charles said her name gently.

“All this time, I thought I got manipulated, and it turned out I did it because I was stupidly in love with that douche,” she said into the aether. Her eyes met the Professor’s eyes. “I did so many bad, stupid things in my life.”

“I’m not going to judge you, Y/N. We all make mistakes and do things we are not proud of.”

Y/N closed her eyes. “I was seventeen when I ended up with a group of people who did some awful things. Some of them were mutants, and some were humans. To survive, we would steal and ransack houses and apartments to get anything valuable out of there. There was a mutant who kept everyone under control. His mutation was hypnosis.

“I did everything he asked. I never questioned him once. He told me he loved me. He told me I was special. Before I ended up locked up, I found out about his mutation. My heart broke. He manipulated me. It turned out to be his hypnosis. Everyone used to be under his spell. After what you’ve told me, I can officially pronounce that I was madly in love with him and did all those things out of love, willingly.”

“Love makes us do odd things,” Charles said.

“Love makes us do stupid, fucked up things, Professor.”

“I will not ask further. I will listen when you are ready to share your life.”

“Honestly, I’d like to erase most of my memories.”

Charles wheeled closer and grabbed one of her hands, patting it lightly. “I know how to do that. It’s your mutation that won’t allow me. Although, I’m not saying I would erase your memories if I had the possibility. The more you train here, the more powerful your mutation is.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back again. “Scott was right. You know nothing about me. How can you trust me?”

“I simply do. I was able to glimpse inside your mind to gather some information about you before your brain blocked me from entering,” Charles admitted. “But you’ve told me you want to turn your life around. I believe you.”

He believed. Would it be enough? What if the others wouldn’t be as understanding as Charles? The thought of seeing Storm’s or Kitty’s faces, disappointed and disgusted by her, made her stomach turn unpleasantly. What would Logan think?

With a shaky breath, she glanced at Charles. Tears filled her eyes. It was hard to say it out loud. “I want you to read my mind,” she whispered. It was scary to let a telepath inside her head.

“Are you sure?”

She wiped the first fallen tear with a finger. “I did some terrible things, Professor. Things that should be punishable by prison or death.” He opened and closed his mouth like a fish. “Look inside and decide if you want to trust me. Look and tell me if you still want to have me here. I want this. I want you to see. I give you my permission.”

Charles stretched his hands to Y/N’s head. He pressed two fingers on both of her temples and closed his eyes. She could feel him travelling inside her mind, wandering to places she hated the most. More tears escaped her eyes. More pain came back to life. She needed him to see, to know her, and to understand what she felt. He must know what that boy means to her, why she wanted to save him.

He exhaled loudly and opened his eyes once he finished. Was it fear reflecting in his eyes or disappointment? She didn’t know.

“It was not your fault, Y/N,” he said after a while.

She shook her head, shaking. The tears were hot on her cheeks. “It was. I did all those things.”

“No,” he said firmly. “You didn’t know what you could do. Many young mutants, when they come into this school, they experience something similar. It’s not your fault.”

Y/N sniffled and hid her whole head in her arms, trying to shield herself from the world. “How can you trust me when you saw it all? There is blood on my hands.”

Charles thought about it before he said: “You let me in. You let me see your past, the darkest days of your life. I could feel your pain, your fear and your anger. You think you are damaged, but you are not, Y/N. I saw what you dream of. You want peace. You want to experience happiness and freedom. You can have it now, here.”

“When Scott learns it all, he’ll hate my guts to the maximum,” she stated.

“Scott doesn’t hate you. He’s overprotective, I’d say.”

Y/N bit her tongue. She didn’t want to be rude in front of the professor. They took her in and gave her a roof under her head. It would be disrespectful to talk badly about Scott Summers.

Fuck, but did he get on her nerves.

. . .

Logan was in the lab, looking at floor plans of the facility in Salem. He had his arms crossed over his big, hulking chest. His mind was elsewhere. His eyes were maybe staring at the screens, but something else was going on inside his head.

Storm was observing him the entire time. She noticed he started to spend more time with Y/N. He agreed to train her, to make her stronger. They shared the same wit. It was funny to watch their conversations. She had to admit it was nice to see him like this. She heard him sigh and shake his head.

“You okay?” she asked him. Her legs brought her closer to him.

He spun his head to the side, raising one brow. “Why wouldn’t be?” he said roughly.

“I just wanted to be sure,” she shrugged. “I’ve noticed some changes, you know?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” said Logan, and turned his head back to the screens.

Storm had to laugh. “Come on, Logan. You used to be stand-offish, grumpy and now, well, I can’t say you are a rays of sunshine, but there has been a change. Why could that be?” she teased, grinning at the man. She brushed a strand of her white hair away from her face.

Logan frowned at her. “Come on, Storm, what are we, five?”

“It’s nice, you know?” her lips turned into a smile. “You care for her.”

He sighed. “I’m going to leave for a day,” he announced, skipping the other topic. “I need to go back to Salem. I need to take a look at the facility.”

“No,” she turned to him, pressing a hand on his chest. “We’ve talked about this. We’ll go as a team. It is not a solo mission.”

He rolled his eyes. “I am not saying I’ll do it alone. All I need is to get a better look at the whole place. Maybe sneak in and try to locate the boy. I have to do something to get this mission going. It’s taking us longer than usual. What if I discover something that will help us? Or worse, what if I find the boy dead?”

Storm shook her head in disbelief. “We do these things as a team, remember?”

There was no point in arguing. When Logan set his mind on something, he wouldn’t stop. He stopped at the metal door to the lab. “If someone asks, I’ll be back tomorrow.” With that, he was gone.

He thought Storm would stop him. He thought she would call the Professor and the rest of the team, forbidding him to go. Nothing happened.

Logan went to his room, grabbed his brown leather jacket, and ran back down. The sooner he’d leave, the better. Logan was never the one to sit and wait. He was tired of waiting. They sent him once to get the kid and failed. This time, he wanted to do more.

His eyes found Y/N walking from Charles’s office, looking like a bag of unhappiness. He could smell the dry tears on her face. “You alright, kid?” he had to ask.

Y/N’s eyes lifted. She brushed her hair away from her face. “Oh, yes, I’m fine,” she said plainly.

“What’s with the tears?” he pointed at her face when he approached her.

She noticed the jacket on him. Was he leaving? It gave her a perfect opportunity to change the topic. “You going somewhere?”

“Uh,” he scratched his nape, trying to come up with something. “I need to take care of some things.”

There was something fishy about it. Y/N squinted at him and crossed her arms over her chest. “I don’t want to be nosy, but what kind of things?” He would have mentioned something to her during training, right? Why was she thinking like this? He didn’t owe her anything, not even an explanation. He could do whatever he wanted.

Logan realised he couldn’t lie to her. Not now, with those red eyes and puffy cheeks. “I’m going back to Salem.”

Her mouth opened. “I’m going with you.”

“No,” he shook his head. “I’m doing this alone.”

She put her body in front of his, not letting him go anywhere. Her soft and worried features hardened. “Logan, you promised,” she pressed her hand firmly against his chest. “You promised me you’d take me.”

He sighed. He knew he should have taken a different way out. “Look, Y/N, I promised to take you on a mission with us. It is something I have to do alone. I need to get us more data to move on. Understand?”

“No,” she stood her ground. “You are going back to Salem. You are going to the lab. I’m going with you. I know the place. I can help you, Logan.”

“Y/N,” he warned her. “You are not ready-”

“Bullshit, Logan. I know I’m not the best. I know I need more training. But, fuck, you know damn well I am ready to do anything to get JJ. So, for the love of god, take me with you.”

“Fuck. Fuck!” Logan cursed under his nose and brushed his wild, dark hair with his fingers out of frustration. “You are a stubborn woman, Y/N.” He didn’t like this one bit. Plus, he knew the team would get angry when they found out where they went.

“It was time for you to learn something new about me,” she smirked at him.

Logan sighed, defeated. “Fine, I’ll take you with me. However, you will listen to what I say. You will do as I say, you hear me, kid? I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

Y/N winked at him, and a big, bright smile appeared on her lip. “Thanks. I appreciate that.”

“It’s going to be a long night. I’ll meet you at the garage in five minutes. Hurry up before anyone knows,” he said. “Put on something warm. The nights are colder.”

She saluted him and ran as fast as possible up to her room to put on something comfortable. Y/N packed a denim jacket and put on a warm hoodie. The jeans she wore were stretchy. Also, the sneakers were a good choice for that day. There was no time for anything else. The last thing she was able to grab was a few dollars.

Afterwards, she ran to the garage as he said to meet her. Her heart was out of control. She could feel it in her throat. Things were moving forward. Fucking finally! No matter how it all would end, at least she was doing something.

Y/N got to the garage and looked around. She found Logan standing by a black Audi. It wasn’t new, but it would do. Who owned all those cars? There were many in the garage. “You are on time,” he said.

Y/N found a motorbike near a wall. It was a black and brown Harley. It looked familiar. “Wait,” she pointed a finger. “Didn’t I fall from the bike?”

Logan opened the door to the driver’s side. “Twice,” he said. “Come on. We have to move.”

#Logan Howlett x reader #Logan Howlett x female reader #Logan Howlett #Wolverine #Wolverine x reader #Wolverine x female reader #Logan Howlett fanfiction #Logan Howlett x female mutant reader #Marvel fanfiction

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skylights422 · 2 months

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Watching X-Men '97, and one thing I find funny about Morph so far is that a lot of his teasing feels like it SHOULD be making the team angrier with him - since he does tend to needle at insecurities a bit - but it...doesn't? (This being written with 7/10 episodes still left to air mind you, so maybe at some point a character will go 'Morph you've been meaner since you came back from the dead and no I don't mean the possession arc could you tone it down', which I'll take if/when it comes) LIKE. In the first two episodes when they go to cheer up Wolverine, both times they shift into people you would think would upset Wolverine (Jean and Sabretooth), but it...genuinely gets him to open up/relax/feel better? xD Which I guess shows Wolverine is kind of a weirdo too and that's possibly part of why he meshes well with Morph lol. But also, okay, those two are Best Friends, it makes sense the pair would have a unique dynamic and Morph would know pretty well how far they can go without upsetting him or otherwise having the unintended effect of 'not cheering him up'. But then with the other teammates, they still go pretty far with the teasing, and it admittedly doesn't make them feel Better like with Wolverine, but the reaction generally seems to be more of a 'ugh Morph' rather than a serious 'WHOA NOW that is too far and I am Offended'. Like when he was teasing Scott by turning into the currently deceased Xavier? Scott was like >:/ and not much else, and then everyone else in the room also gave Scott crap for being too rigid lol, so clearly this was not, somehow, considered a boundary to Not Cross. Or when he teases Gambit - lol the fact this even happened to me implies either Rogue and Magneto are SO UN-SUBTLE about seeing each other that it's become a team joke and everyone knows, or Gambit has complained about it often enough to Wolverine and Morph that they've reached the teasing him about it stage, and both explanations are kinda funny to me. But still, Gambit's reaction here is more of a 'aw shiz what if they have a point' and less 'hey knock it off you're being mean' (though Wolverine did actually say that a bit but let's be real he also found it funny, which did lessen the impact of the chastisement somewhat). And I just find this whole dynamic kind of funny because either the X-Men are all kind of weird and their line of what 'taking teasing too far' looks like is just placed differently than most people's (this is at least the case for Wolverine lolll), they all know Morph well enough to know they don't mean it to be actually cruel, or Morph knows them well enough to know which needling will get an eye roll and which would actually make them really hurt or angry. (Or that everyone other than Wolverine and maybe Jean and Storm find Morph off-putting but don't know how to bring it up since he is otherwise a very loyal/dedicated teammate, which again, we'll see if that's brought up) Overall though I've been really enjoying Morph (I liked him in the original series too) and like what they're doing with them, so I'm curious to see what they do with them!

#x-men 97 #x men 97 #x men morph

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married-to-a-redhead · 3 months

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A much needed range day! From left to right, my AR9 with my Silencerco Octane 9 on the end, my CZ Bren 2 in 7.62x39 with my AAC SDN6 on the end, my WBP Jack AKM with my Dead Air Wolverine silencer on the end, my CZ 600 Trail in 7.62x39, my Howa 1500 short action in 6.5 Creedmoor with my Silencerco Hybrid 46 on the end, and last but not least my 1944 Enfield No4 Mk1 in .303 British.

Most fun to shoot is still the old Enfield followed closely by the Bren 2. The most accurate is the Howa 1500, which produced a 1.5 MOA five shot group. Not bad for your average cheap range ammo. I’d probably do better if I bought some match ammo for the gun.

#my photography #personal #range day #my collection #Bren 2 #Enfield No4 Mk1 #CZ #Howa 1500 #WBP AKM #I will probably lose followers for posting this but c'est la vie

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strayfoxxchan · 1 year

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Class Time (Part 2)

Pairing: Bang Chan x f!reader (Y/N)

Genre: Fluff, Teacher AU

Content Warning: None

A/N: Okay, so @that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick requested I finish this, and then I did, and then the power went out, and then I drove out to see my parents, and then the power went out again. So there might... be a part 3 eventually?

Chris motions you toward the door. “Come on, then.”

You gather your coat and bag and join him in leaving the art classroom. You lock up behind you.

“I’m telling you, I am absolutely useless when it comes to… well, any type of sport,” you chuckle nervously as you stroll down the hall to the stairs. “The last time I tried to play a sport, I got hit in the face with a plastic baseball bat, nearly ripped the braces right off my teeth,” you shudder, remembering more the embarrassment than the pain. [a/n: true story my sister insisted I include]

“B-braces? Are you saying you haven’t done any sports since, what, high school?” He looks aghast.

“What’s the saying again? Fool me once, never again?” You say.

He laughs heartily, gasping for air. “I don’t think that’s how the saying goes.” It takes him a moment to recover from his breathless laughter. Something about his laughter made you wish he would laugh all the time.

You just shrug and flash a smile at him. “Anything to keep these pearly whites safe.” You flick your hair behind you in an attempt to look haughty, but you smile anyway.

Chris pushes the gym doors open, and students are already standing around waiting. They’re scattered about, playing games amongst themselves.

From the distance, you hear a familiar gasp and the patter of trainers heading toward you. “Wah, seonsaengnim?! You’re here too?!” Dowoon skids to a stop just short of running straight into you.

“Your coach helped me today, so it’s only fair.” You chuckle.

The students gather themselves around Chris before he even has the chance to ask them.

“So today,” he starts, giving you a mischievous glance before turning his attention to the students, “we’ll be having a little… how should we say… competition?” He rubs his hands together.

Your stomach drops. Competition?!

“It’ll be Channie-ssaem against Y/N-ssaem and it’ll be a little game of dodgeball.”

You fail to stifle a guffaw and it comes out more like a snort than a laugh. And then you laugh a little more before you stop dead-pan to look him straight in the eye. “D-dodgeball?”

“Don’t worry, we’ll just pick the teams and watch,” he seems to enjoy watching you squirm. “Y/N-ssaem and I will pick the teams.”

Dowoon pipes up from the spot he’s chosen on the floor. “What happens if you win?”

“Oh, we should make a bet, shouldn’t we?” Chris puts a hand on his hip. “If I win, Y/N-ssaem has to buy me dinner. Counter?” The students ooh and ahhh, nudging each other and giggling.

You look up at him, arms crossed and lips pursed. “If I win, you have to model for my class for the rest of the week.” This sends a ripple of boos across the class. I guess that wasn’t as spicy as the kids hoped it would be, huh?

The two of you divvy up the class into two. Chris calls his team the Wolverines, affectionately named after Australia’s own Hugh Jackman, and you call your team the Picassoes. They split themselves off across each half of the gym.

“Alright, kids, you know the rules! No head shots, no groin shots, everything else is fair game. You catch a ball, the student who threw it is out. Make us proud!” He yells, blowing his whistle.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Chris kneel down and hit play on what you can only describe as a CD player right out of the early aughts. You clearly catch his distinctive voice on the tracks, and the music adds so much energy to the already chaotic game.

Rubber balls are flying about, students running, jumping, and spinning around to avoid being caught by the balls. They laugh joyfully all the while. Even as students begin to get hit, they still cackle raucously.

And then, one by one, the teams begin to shrink. Rather, your team begins to shrink, and rapidly. They’re having too much fun to notice that their numbers have dropped nearly to half. Chris comes to stand beside you, nudging you.

“I have pretty expensive taste, y’know.”

“And I make an art teacher's salary, so it better not be that expensive.” You grumble.

“I think I want a big ol’ lamb chop.”

“Do they even have lamb chops in K—-,” your sentence is cut off as a rubber ball comes flying and hits you directly in the face, knocking you off your feet.

You hear balls bouncing as students drop everything to check on you. Chris drops to his knees.

“Y/N! Y/N, are you alright?!” Chris takes your hand and pulls you up, then runs his hand down your cheek. “It’s all red,” he frowns.

“Sports and me don’t mix, I tried to tell you,” you smile and promptly wince, cheek stinging something fierce. Just as you get to your feet, the bell rings.

Dowoon runs up to you, backpack in hand . “Ssaem,” he says with a giggle, “have a nice date!” The teenager winks at you and runs for the door. Your hand flies straight for your face, greeting you with another stinging pain where rubber met flesh.

In his office, Chris sits you down, gingerly placing an ice pack on your cheek. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he says softly, face full of concern. “You’re pretty tough though, yeah?”

“I suppose,” you say, eyes glued to the ground. He’s close, really close. You look up and the two of you lock eyes for a moment. And then another, and another. You can feel his warm breath on your skin.

You both clear your throats at the same time, causing a fit of giggles. “S-so, dinner tonight?” He smiles warmly at you. “I’m thinking… Ramyeon? 7/11? What do you say?”

“Oooh, pricey.” You grin. “A little out of my price range, but I can make it work,” you chuckle and wink at him.

“Shall we?” He holds his arm out which you take as you head out of the gymnasium doors.

The bus ride back to your stop is much the same as it had been that morning, if a little colder as the sun begins to duck beneath the Seoul skyline. The two of you huddle together a little closer, the warmth of the bigger man enough to keep you comfortable. He pulls out his phone and nudges you.

“D’you wanna see something cool?” He waggles his eyebrows at you.

“Is it actually cool or is it something gross?” You giggle at the expression on his face and turn your attention to his phone screen.

He scrolls through a few apps before triumphantly showing you “Shiny. Charizard.”

You look back up to him, enthusiastically pulling out your own phone.

The two of you chuckle like school children, comparing your teams and discussing the intricacies of IVs before the robotic voice signaling your stop rings out over the bus loudspeakers.

“That’s us,” Chris says, standing up and holding his hands out to pull you up from the seats. He moves beside you, hand placed gently on the small of your back guiding you as the bus slows to a halt. He jumps out of the bus, and holds your hand steady as you disembark.

“7/11?” You say, and he nods back at you.

“7/11.”

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garadinervi · 4 months

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Master Cleanse feat. OldBoy Rhymes, Sage Francis, Rituals of Mine, Alxndrbrwn, Strange Famous Records, 2024, Single

Lyrics: OldBoy Rhymes, Sage Francis, Rituals of Mine Production, mixing, and mastering: Alxndrbrwn

Artwork: ArtByTai

(OldBoy Rhymes) This is a lost Earth People's heads are down but they're pointing up like it's God's turf A synagogue, a mosque, a black rock, or a pop church Playing Christian rock in a concert Whether left wing like Madonna's skirts or the right wing like the John Birch A holy man quotes proverbs while they toss dirt on a toddler In a casket that he's wrapped in like a bratwurst Real monsters where the shots burst from militiamen in their assault merch Where the helicopters sound like cha-ka cha-ka cha-ka cha-ka …Reconnaissance work Where the citizens stop as they're frisking their pockets a kid who's just out on a job search Where a doctor's got post-traumatic stress disorder ‘cause all the gory stuff that he saw hurts Where the people are stuck and the demons amok And they're saying that peace is some treasonous stuff and babies are dying like clockwork I'm having lucid dreams of gruesome scenes Things that humans beings do when we become too extreme Pursue our pray like wolverines, we root for teams But some see troops as a means to an end They salute the marines while funding the Mujahideen Funding coups for a new regime, puppets we move on strings But then there's blowback collateral damage you see on your news feed And we choose to read only one side of the narrative screaming through computer screens Zoom meetings where the truth is reduced to a meme Lunacy we can't find unity instead I'm losing sleep Watching refugee encampment tents turn to blood baths Of punctured abdomens, gashed skin, and fractured limbs While weapon manufacturers are cashing in Flags of neo-fascist men flap in the wind Back in Washington fat, old, conservative chickenhawks act masculine And they act offended like I'm a bigot for even questioning or asking them If hate is a communicable pathogen passed to them Javelin missiles and Apache's blasting This is the psychology of a master cleanse

(Rituals of Mine) How many becomes too much? How many justified then becomes enough? I see the whole becoming hollow But the terrain's still rough Losing ourselves in ego When we should have given up The kingdom failed you Your king failed you To loosen your grip The fear of unknown The fear of being seen I guess it's easier to deflect and revise the history Hold the white flag Give me something to believe in

(Sage Francis) How can I watch all these kids get killed and not speak up? Along with healthcare workers and not speak up? Journalist upon journalist and not speak up? While so many mouth pieces feel the need to keep shut. For what? Is that career suicide to you? Or just the comfortable but scared side of you? Who was thumping their bible when Bethlehem got bombed on Christmas? Did y'all send your thoughts and prayers in whispers? Hoping no one would really listen or hear it and then share their own opinions? Schools and hospitals get targeted, this ain't a difference of religion Nor is it antisemitism Judaism is not the zionist agenda, America funds Israel by the billions Upon billions, upon billions It's all good since they use that money to purchase our weapons and ammunition If you always identify as the victim I guess any form of resistance is an assault on your existence Just remember how the “Won't someone think of the children” contingent Went dead silent amidst all the the indiscriminate killing The apartheid, the genocide, the open air prisons Slaughtered civilians, please spare us the what about-isms This is a 75 year negative feedback loop With an oppressed and an oppressor, a neck and boot For a people who've been brutalized for so goddamn long You've gotta know deep down this shit is wrong

(Rituals of Mine) Give me something to believe in Give me something to believe in

(OldBoy Rhymes) How many men of God are demigods in them synagogues or little mosques? Hypocritical Christians tending to the flock like Chickenhawks squawk on CNN and Fox? How many kids pitch rocks against soldiers with Kalashnikovs? The planet is a tinderbox, humanity just missed the plot I'm not bowing to the Twitter mob, naw, my mind is clear I'm rising to a higher tear, up above the primal fear Up above the riot gear, up above the puppeteers who profiteer like financiers Above the little kids who died eyes wide as frightened deer I'm up above the biosphere, here crying ultraviolet tears Looking at us fighting like tribes with spears on our tiny sphere If you're like Werner Von Braun what's the consequence of murder? They don't take your life away just like some non-essential workers I'm not talking ‘bout your server, I'm not talking flipping burgers I'm talking ‘bout the hate like when the Christians fought the Berbers We know some scars are ancient and they lead to dark places Like the hearts of hardened racists snarling at the Star of the David And I know It's hard to say it, but I'll say it, here's a question Whose in prison? Who's flexing with precision guided weapons? Yo we witnessed 9/11 they monopolized deception Go Ask Julianne Assange if sunlight's a disinfectant Washing bloody clothes in chloride, standing on the lord's side Let's turn em into animals like we anthropomorphize AI and warp drives, baby corpse with horse flies Mordecai, fortify the king, protect your tribe The New York Times, both sides report lies We're watching martyrs memorialized as we justify war crimes

#graphic design #art #music #drawing #illustration #cover #oldboy rhymes #rituals of mine #alxndrbrwn #artbytai #strange famous records #2020s

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fairys-dream · 4 months

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"Logan and Creed escape, and talk about their happily-ever-after…"

its done. im moving on to other things. wow....1st fanfic complete.....after what? 3 months? goddamn i need to practice this shit. i have soooo many more i wanna write v_v;

read it under the cut too if u want⤵️⤵️⤵️

Leaving no room for risk, they rushed out to where Creed’s truck was parked.

Creed and Silverfox were the only members allowed vehicles. Silverfox being less cared for by the program, and Creed obviously not having a reason to leave as long as they kept paying him and ignored his…violent ‘mishaps’.

Creed opted for hiding out in one of his more casual homes, about a 3 hour drive out, which just so happened to be an old hunting lodge in the woods.

3 hours of listening to various homemade cassette playlists in Creed's stereo, 3 hours of Logan having an iron grip on Creed's hand as he fought off his inner paranoia that they were already being trailed, and 3 hours of Creed hoping he was making the right move.

The combined stress in the air faded as they drove up a discrete rocky driveway, Logan smiling at the sight of the lodge coming into view, illuminated by the truck's headlights.

“This actually yer’s or are we trespassin’ on some poor guy's shack?”

“It’s mine, didn’t kill nobody fer it either. Didn’t wanna give away the location of any of my good places so soon.”

They got out of the truck, Logan following Creed as he went to unlock the front door.

“An’ I prefer to keep my work an’ home separate. They’ll be on our tail soon, but since their best tracker ain’t around to help, I reckon that’ll give us some time.”

Logan smirked.

“Ya sure ‘ya didn’t pick this place cuz of me?”

Creed paused.

“...Was just the closest.”

…

Sniff sniff-

“ Partly cuz of you. I ain’t lyin’ though, it is the closest.”

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Inside, it was clear the lodge was meant for one person.

The living room and kitchen were conjoined, the other 2 rooms being the bedroom and bathroom. Furniture was the bare minimum; couch, coffee table, television, a couple shelves. The walls had a couple posters, and several sets of antlers (presumably hunted by Creed's own hand).

Logan sat down on the couch as Creed started looking through the cupboards in the kitchen.

“Fuck, haven’t stocked up here in awhile…you good with beef soup?”

“Mm, sure. I’ll eat whatever.”

“‘Kay, comin’ up.”

Creed lit the stove and emptied the cans into two pots, leaving them to heat up as he went to join Logan on the couch.

A large arm wrapped around the smaller feral’s waist, pulling him flush against Creed’s side, Creed’s head laying atop his.

The blonde nuzzled his face against Logan’s mess of dark hair, breathing in deep.

“Yer hair always smells so good …nice an’ soft too…”

Logan chuckled.

“Were ‘ya always this affectionate an’ cuddly?”

Creed continued rubbing his face against the top of the other's head, beginning to purr.

“Ya make me like this. Make me soft . Yer a dangerous guy t’ be around.”

“Yeah, I bet I’m a real threat to yer tough psychopath reputation, bub.”

Logan reached a hand up to scratch Creed's cheek, Creed leaning into the touch.

“What’ll they think when they find out the scariest soldier in the force likes t’ purr like a big ol’ kittycat? ”

“Ain’t doin’ nothin’. This cat’ll kill ‘em ‘fore the thought leaves their mouth.”

“Hm, cute. ”

Creed gave a sharp nip to Logan’s fingers, snickering as the other flinched and pulled his hand away.

As Logan traced over the bite mark with his non-bitten fingers, he felt his mind slightly sober up from being lost in this whole…Creed thing.

He felt something , he just didn’t know why. Only a couple of days ago he was dead set on Silverfox, where’d all this suddenly emerge from?

And why did he already know it?

“...hmm…”

“Hm? What?”

“Just…so…we were…we were a thing before.”

“Yeah. You rememberin’ any o’ it?”

“No, nothin’ yet, just…familiar.”

“Well, that’s at least somethin’, I guess.”

Fer the best. Lots o’ shit I pulled that he’s probably better off not rememberin’…

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They ate their midnight dinners directly outta the pot.

"We're gonna have to go back fer Fox an’ North at some point"

Shit.

Creed was hoping he wouldn't make that realization. Not so soon anyway.

"Naw, they love it there."

"They don’t . They hated it as much as we did."

"I loved it."

"Alright, as much as me, then. ‘Ya didn't get the same ‘special treatment’, so ‘ya don’t get a say in this."

"Cuz I didn't need it. I kick ass and don’t need t' be brainwashed into doin’ it."

" Hrmm ..."

"C’mon, let yerself relax fer a bit, yer a free man!"

"Creed-"

"Yeah, I know shorty, I know."

Creed gave his shoulder a reassuring pat, giving him a sincere look.

"We'll get ‘em out later, promise."

Sniff Sniff....

"...truthin'."

" Barely. But, if it'll help ya sleep at night,”

Logan snorted.

Hah, it’d take it a damn miracle fer somethin’ to help me sleep at night…

“-I'll see what I can do. Don't put yer money on me bein’ able t' pull this shit off twice, though.”

Creed nervously poked at the bits of beef and vegetables in his pot with his fork.

“Don’t even know if we’re really pullin’ it off once yet..."

Logan could sense the stress the other was feeling. Creed was always the plan guy, and he was damn good at improvising on the spot if they needed it, so he trusted in his ability to figure something out.

Still, they were under a lot more pressure than usual. This wasn’t just the usual live or die situation, this was the rest of their lives.

Logan put his now empty pot on the coffee table in front of them.

“Let’s not worry about all that tonight then. I’m sure they’ll manage without us fer at least, what, couple ‘o days?”

“Couple ‘o days now, huh?”

“Could use a real vacation.”

Creed’s pot joined Logan’s, Creed wiping his mouth with his hand, then wiping his hand onto his trousers.

“Maybe you could think up a way t’ spend it this time.”

“Hm. I might have some stuff in mind.”

Logan leans forward and presses his lips against the other's, kissing him slow and deep.

Creed hums contently, Logan's tongue helping to calm his nerves.

After they pull apart, Logan smiles up at him.

Creed affectionately bumps his shoulder against Logan's, returning the smile.

And it's the most comforting sight in the world.

#sabrevine #wolvertooth #sabretooth #victor creed #logan howlett #wolverine #my writing #fanfic

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mymiraclebox · 2 months

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Drabble about Sotaa pls

Of course!

[Sotaa's bio.]

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"How did you get that scar, Sotaa?"

Sotaa whipped around towards his young holder, a grin appearing over his face with this question. He zipped in close to the human, who couldn't help but pull back as the Wolverine hovered in front of his face, pointed claws pressing close.

"This one?" Sotaa asked, pointing to the notch in his ear, and the human nodded. "Good question, Jerome, that's quite an exciting story."

"My name isn't–" His holder began, but Sotaa cut them off with a wave of their claw.

He never bothered to remember any of his holders’ names, it always got them so mad when he called them something else, and it was absolutely beautiful to watch them spiral into frustration.

"You see I had this holder once, an absolutely pathetic little thing like all you humans are," Sotaa continued, running a claw through the notch of his ear. "Lasted about two seconds in a fight, and he fell over dead, leaving just me to fight our foe."

"Who were you fighting?"

"A master swordsman with magic beyond even the Miraculouses, Annabelle," Sotaa said solemnly. "They were ready to destroy my Miraculous with an enchanted sword, and I leapt between them. The magic of the sword was so powerful that I couldn't even phase through it, and it nearly took my ear off."

"Whoa," the holder said softly.

"Well, I don't think you'll last any longer than that holder once we get thrown out into the field," Sotaa said, turning away with a flick of his tail. "It was nice meeting you though, Robert."

"You don't know that!" Their holder snapped, jumping to their feet. "We've been training for this! And my name isn't Robert!"

A grin was spread over Sotaa's face, drifting away, these new holders were always so much fun to mess with. They nor their partner had yet to even enter the fray but this was already turning out to be a lot of fun. Sotaa couldn't wait to see who they would be up against though, and just what kind of fighting would be in their future.

"Are you fighting with your kwami again?" A new voice groaned, and Sotaa peered at their holder's partner, Anjjel sitting on their shoulder. He grinned at his fellow kwami, perhaps his favorite to be paired with from his box. They weren't quite as fun as Olivv, but it was always fun to try to get under the feathers of the kwami of Mercy.

"Oh, like you'd get along any better with them!" His holder snapped.

"Heh, your kwami likes me better than he likes you, he was telling me all about the wild leopard that nearly ripped his ear off last night while you were sleeping."

"Leopard? What leopard?"

"Well if you were awake you would have heard the story..."

"It was a sword that took his ear, you idiot!"

Sotaa felt a gust of air rush past him, and he looked to see the Quail kwami was flying up to him, a disappointed look in Anjjel's eyes. "Sotaa, not this again."

"Ah, what's the problem my feathered friend?" Sotaa cooed.

"They're supposed to be partners, they can't be fighting like this," Anjjel insisted. "Come on now, just tell them the truth about your ear instead of these tall tales."

"And why would I do that?" Sotaa asked, pressing a claw to his chest. "A good squabble between partners always works out for the best."

"...It makes it so they don't work together," Anjjel said with a frown.

A huge toothy grin spread across Sotaa's face. "And what better way to make sure the fight against this new foe lasts for a good long while than some internal Conflict?"

#kwami drabbles #anon ask #sotaa #wolverine kwami #wolverine miraculous #kwamis #kwami oc #kwami #oc kwami #my writing #anjjel #quail kwami #quail miraculous

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strawberrysunsets · 2 years

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The Empty World (Ch. 4.1)

Donald Pierce x Reader

Status: Ongoing

Summary: Pierce and the Reavers are sent to capture a mutant with mysterious abilities. This chapter: An interlude. The mutant escapes the alternate world in which they were trapped, and finds their way to El Paso, where they meet the Wolverine.

Warnings: Injury.

Angst, slow burn, hopefully smut later on:D

Author's Note: This chapter was a bit of an interlude, to get Reader from one place to another:) Back to our regularly scheduled program of angst and slow-burn after this!

P.S. Yes, this fic will now be moving with the events of the movie Logan! I'm excited! R u excited? 'Cause I'm excited! Get excited!

Comments/reblogs/feedback mean the world to me!:)

Ch. 4.1: Ghost

It took a few weeks of wandering for you to spot a lightning storm on the horizon. When you did, you ran all the way too it, refusing to stop though your lungs burned and your leg ached. You’d stitched up the wound in your thigh using a makeshift needle and spare piece of thread, but it had unsurprisingly become infected. Cauterization had been your only option – and now the top of your right thigh was a mess of mending scar tissue. You tried not to look at it.

You caught up to the storm as it unfurled over a great, flat plane of bare earth. The wasteland was devoid of trees as far as the eye could see, and the sky roiled above it, dark clouds of Ether crackling with energy.

The first lightning strike came down too far away from you – snapping out at the husk of a dead tree thirty paces away. But the second was nearer. It struck a boulder, fizzing the air around you and making your hair stand on end.

“Third time’s a charm,” you said, running towards the highest point of the land nearby. It was a jut of stone, sticking up from the dry earth; and you hoped it’d be the lightning’s next target. “C’mon!” You shouted, turning to face the storm. “You know what to do!”

The lightning came down from the sky like a pillar of white fire, proving that, indeed, the third time was a charm. It struck the outcrop of stone beside you, electrifying the air with a thousand volts of energy.

It was more than you needed. The ether within you flared up bright and hot.

Home, you thought fiercely. Take me home.

***

A corn field in Philadelphia wasn’t exactly what you’d pictured when you’d told the Ether to take you home, but, hey – beggars couldn’t be choosers. You were back in the living world, and that was all that mattered.

You were done with cold winters and grey skies, so you rode buses and trains and hitchhiked the highways until you didn’t know the name of a single city you passed. Until the trees were replaced by scrub brush, and the earth was baked orange by the sun.

The Reavers would still be searching for you, you knew. You’d disappeared in the midst of that psionic attack, and had been gone from the face of the earth for weeks – but you had a feeling they wouldn’t give up that easily. The next time your Ether flared, you were sure their sensors would register it. So you’d have to find a way to shield the energy. To hide yourself.

Your travels eventually washed you into the streets of El Paso, where you worked odd jobs to get by, eventually taking up as a mechanic in a small garage. And it was there that you came to meet Logan. He was going by James, then; and drove his beat-up limousine in on a Monday night, with one of its headlights out and a series of impressive dents along its side. You didn’t ask where they’d come from, though their shape suggested the work of a baseball bat. Nor did you ask about his painful limp, bloodstained jacket, or gashed knuckles. But you’d heard enough stories to eventually put the pieces together.

The Wolverine is in El Paso.

They say he’s working as a driver.

And that he’s getting old, now – one of the last relics from the days of the X-Men.

He didn’t speak much, but began bringing his limousine into the garage whenever it needed servicing. A silent trust developed between you, founded on discretion, and the shared knowledge that you both knew that the other knew what you were. So when he offered you a safe place to stay, in exchange for your help with the mechanical issues it had, you already knew your answer.

Safety, a roof over your head, and the company of other mutants? It was a no-brainer. Besides, you knew the Reavers were still out there. That Pierce was. And though you were used to being on your own, you knew going it alone couldn’t work forever. So you travelled with Logan to the barren lot and abandoned factory across the border, and made a new home for yourself.

It would be a year until you saw Donald Pierce again.

In so many ways, so much time.

But for him? Not nearly long enough.

***

Taglist:

@humongousgalaxycoffee @drowningnikki @mischiefmanaged71 @lostcause514 @capvengrs @forever-nerd @pancakesandlolliepops

#donald pierce x you #donald pierce #fanfic #donald pierce x reader #boyd holbrook #logan movie #mutants #wolverine #x men #x men x reader #x men fanfiction #x men comics #I woke up at 3am #and couldn't get this out of my head #so i had to write it #enjoy

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officialrailscales · 11 months

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Weekend Setup | M92

RSBM-P™ Grip | Black

3-Slot G10 XOS-H® MLOK Scale | Honeycomb Texture

1.5-Slot G10 Solo’s™ | Honeycomb Texture

MCX U-Rail Light Mount | Carbon Black

- RS

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3luejam · 23 days

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do any of ur sonic ocs have any facts abt them?????

oh I have DOZENS AND DOZENS of them! there might be some that u probably already know but it's ok right?

Aurora the dragon )

-when she was a kid ( after her home got invaded) she was dead TERRIFIED of affection and trust till she turned 11 and met Espio

-she can fly on her sword in a hoverboard style kinda way

-can go super but only for a short period of time since the chaos emerlads are too strong for her since if she stays super for too long she just- 💥💥💥💥💥

-she does have her own form in which she can stay much much longer in but she has to fuse with Ender to do it ( don't ask how it's just magic )

-rlly likes to snatch Espio with her tail for some reason

-is a huge ass mitski fan ( listens to Francis forever, your best American girl and remember my name DAILY)

-too good in math it scares people

-she's inspired by Mizu, vivi and lotus dragon cookie!

-her voice claim is lapis lazuli

Ender the dragon)

-was cursed to be trapped in Aurora's sword for 200 years until she somehow ended up waking him up and releasing him

-he has no idea what affection means since he was never given any of it since his mom died giving birth to him and his father only wanted him to be a samurai so he thought affection was a distraction

-the only dragon in the Otomo clan who mastered mystic magic

-drunk goofy uninvited uncle personality but he can automatically get serious depending on the situation

-always got pushed away from team Chaotix and mostly Espio since they're the only ones who know Aurora's past and how he'd the reason she was degraded by her own people just like how he was when he was present

-his voice claim is ice king from adventure time!

Viper the snake)

-she cares about money WAAYYY much more than jewels

-her bounty is worth for 7 million! that's why Team Chaotix is so desperate to catch her and Team Toxictry

-her wounds are from a rlly intense fire so she's always numb and slightly in pain when someone pokes too hard on her body

-She's vectors ex! she only left him bc she thought he left her when their house burned down

-she was rescued / found by Dr eggman as she then became a soldier for the iron dominion

-because of the fact her family is poor and barely had money till they passed away, she quickly developed a belief that money was survival

-her voice claim is Beidou from genshin!

Widow the spider)

-shes the bride of endless reach's daughter! who is also missing-

-surprisingly can hold a tantrum unless she loses in a fight

-she has no memory of being in the gossamer clan nor her mother due to her memories being wiped

-#1 biggest BabyMetal fan EVER

-she can go spiderman to steal stuff from the air so no trace / fingerprints are left

-her bounty was raised from 1000 to 1 million because of this!

-her and luchino are the only ones that are trusted by viper

-can fly or glide but she has to sligshot herself with her webs

-even after years her mother is still looking for widow even though she doesn't remember her at all

-voice claim is strawberry crepe cookie!

Luchino the scorpion)

-his parents divorced bc when his mom found out his dad was cheating she tore him apart in front of luchino and forced luchino to eat small pieces of his own dad

-he used to be a friend of the Chaotic but left / betrayed(?) them so they would be safe since at that time he still secretly worked for eggman

-his bounty is worth 3 million!

-his poison isnt very strong so he just mostly uses his wolverine looking weapon ( idk what it's actually called lol)

-rlly likes to break sandcastles for fun

-he's gay even though his color palette is literally the aeoace flag

-rlly big 3arleyhuman fan ( holy shit same)

-is strangley talented with playing the bass and guitar but he likes to make the music sound bad to annoy ppl he hates

-he can't go to sleep without remembering what his mom did to him so he just has insomnia

-voice claim is hunter TOH

#sonic oc #sonic original character #sth oc #sth original character #aurora the dragon #Ender the dragon #Viper the snake #widow the spider #luchino the scorpion

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yandere-toons · 2 years

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CURRENT FANDOMS

-- Alphabetised by Title --

★ No need to limit yourself to what's here! This is more of a formality than anything concrete.

Novels:

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

Dune

Durarara!!

The Great Gatsby

The Hobbit

The Hunger Games

The Lord of the Rings

Mortal Engines

No Country for Old Men

Percy Jackson & the Olympians

Ready Player One

The Silence of the Lambs

A Song of Ice and Fire

Star Wars: Dark Disciple

Comics & Manga:

Beastars

Blue Exorcist

Boku no Hero Academia

Death Note

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Disney Duck Comics

Johnny the Homicidal Maniac

Kamonohashi Ron no Kindan Suiri

Outlast: The Murkoff Account

Scott Pilgrim

Soul Eater

Tokyo Ghoul

The Transformers: More than Meets the Eye

Watchmen

Films:

Accepted (2006)

The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl

Airplane!

The Angry Birds Movie

Argylle

Austin Powers

Back to the Future

The Bad Guys (2022)

Bad Ronald (1974)

Bad Taste (1987)

Balto (1995)

Bambi (1942)

Bambi II (2006)

The Banana Splits Movie

Barbie (2023)

Batman Begins

Batman Forever

The Beekeeper (2024)

Beetlejuice (1988)

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon

Big Hero 6

Black Christmas (1974)

The Black Phone

The Book of Life

Brave (2012)

Brother Bear

A Bug's Life

Bullet Train (2022)

Cars (2006)

Chickenhare and the Hamster of Darkness

Chicken Little

Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

Con Air (1997)

Coneheads

Coraline

Corpse Bride

Cowboys & Aliens

The Dead Don't Die

Deadpool (2016)

Deadpool & Wolverine

Despicable Me

Detective Pikachu

Diary of a Wimpy Kid (2010)

Dracula: Dead and Loving It

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves

Elemental

The Emperor's New Groove

Encanto

Enchanted

Exchange Student Zero

An Extremely Goofy Movie

Fantastic Mr. Fox

Fast & Furious Saga

Fear Street Trilogy (2021)

FernGully: The Last Rainforest

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Five Nights at Freddy's (2023)

Free Guy (2020)

Frozen (2013)

Galaxy Quest (1999)

Ghost Rider (2007)

Glass Onion

Godzilla

A Goofy Movie

Grease (1978)

Guillermo del Toro's Pinocchio

The Happytime Murders

Haunted Mansion

Hellboy (2004)

Hellboy II: The Golden Army

Hercules (1997)

The Hobbit Trilogy

Hocus Pocus

Holes (2003)

Home (2015)

Home Alone (1990)

Hotel Transylvania

Howard the Duck (1986)

How to Train Your Dragon

The Hunger Games

Ice Age

The Incredibles

Inside Out

IT (2017)

John Wick

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