"No." The voice loomed over her as it always had. "To suffer is to learn."
"And what if I wish to be done—to wash my hands clean of this and live a normal life outside the compound."
"Then you are an ungrateful fool." The hero's mentor stepped back from the beaten body of their fallen student. "I did not waste my time training you for you to whimper and whine like a bitch."
The words hung in the air, cutting deeper than the swollen gash across the hero's lip. "I am tired." Each syllable punctured the musky air between them.
"The world doesn't care if you're tired. It cares if you'll rise and protect it." Her mentor rolled their shoulders back, readying to attack her again. "Now stand or meet the fate of your peers. You will fight or I will bury another student. Decide."
One thing I hate when it comes to master/mentor X student tropes is when the mentor says stuff like "You don't need me anymore" or "I taught you everything I know, you will not need me anymore" Like dude no??
You can't just be an important person in the student life and then leave? wah
Turin is my little disaster boy who does everything wrong unintentionally, I think he´s simply too busy for romance. Sure, he likes a quick fuck now and then and he does have crushes on people, he´s my little bisexual disaster man, and he definitely had one on Beleg when he was younger, maybe still has one, but I don´t think he ever did something real about it.
I´m always torn between Beleg being aromantic or a romantic fool who falls for everyone he lays eyes on.
You know, I don't think that there's enough discussion on the possible relationship dynamic between Kammy and Luigi when it comes to Bowuigi.
Now don't get me wrong, while exploring Kamek and Luigi's relationship makes perfect sense (since Kamek's the one who raised Bowser and all (not to mention that he shows up in a lot more Mario games than Kammy)), I feel like Kammy is a really underrated Mario character and I can totally see her as either being Bowuigi's #1 supporter (which is what I'm personally leaning towards) or have her be the one who's really protective over Bowser instead of Kamek (or they can both be protective over Bowser, but Kammy would be much more protective than Kamek).
You have an au for Miraculous and TOA. (would be a question, but I can't type question marks in asks for some reason) Please tell me more
Haha, which one dude? Between @thosetrollkids and I there are 4 TOAxMLB Aus we've been playing with :3
Miraculous Trollhunting: My au, pretty much Trollhunter characters but with the Miraculous Magic System, I've drawn a bunch of art for this Au Here
Jim has the ladybug Miraculous, Toby has the cat Miraculous, they're initially working together to fight the akuma Strickler makes until Enrique disappears and Claire is dragged into the mix and given the Fox miraculous.
2. TOA Miraculous Mentor Au (probably needs a better name but): My first go at a miraculous au that I initially sidelined until @thosetrollkids got be obsessed with it and got me world building. I have one reference drawing done for this Au but I'm still working on the others. I've yet to post any of them, but Zach drew one piece for it here
All the trolls and changelings are humans, Strickler is from a made up country ruled by Gunmar. He finds the Chat miraculous and starts wreaking havoc until Strickler steals the miraculous and flees the country, winding up in Arcadia Oaks. Strickler starts using the chat miraculous himself for handling petty crime until Gunmar finds him (Now with the Butterfly miraculous) and starts making akuma to try and kill him. Blinky and AAARRRGGHH!!! are the guardians of the miraculous box, upon seeing the Akuma, they choose Jim to wield the Ladybug Miraculous and help Strickler with the Akuma. Jim and Strickler initially HATE each other as their alter egos. Jim lets loose more as Lucky Spot, and so Strickler just sees him as some plucky teenager while Jim sees him as some stuck up old man.
3. French Abroad AU: This one is an actual proper crossover, with all the characters interacting instead of just an Au. Jim is part of a foreign exchange program, the Dupain-Chengs are his host family, he's going to school with Marinette and the other MLB characters, makin' friends. I've drawn a couple of comics for this Au (and plan many more) and Zach and I have answered a couple questions about it here
When Jim experiences his first akuma attack, he instinctively goes up and fights the Akuma, much to everyone's confusion, and end up kinda just joining Ladybug and Chat Noir. His helmet stays on to protect his identity.
4. Miraculous Ladybug Au: This is @thosetrollkids' au. Similar to my miraculous trollhunting au where Jim has the ladybug miraculous and Toby has the cat miraculous, but our plots and details of the aus definitely diverge. They've drawn a bunch of stuff and written some things about their Au here!
If you have other questions about any of the Aus you're welcome to send them to either of us!
I was nominated by @hobbitsdoitbetter (tysm💖 dear!) to quote any Christmas story or any story of mine that I wish got more love. As it's well past the holidays, I'm going with my beloved, Strangebatch WIP, 'Of Magic, Miracles, and Moonlight'.
Stephen Strange x Teyla of Hadeeth (OFC)
Since his return from that last mission, an unspoken urgency had flourished between them, which threatened the pattern of caution they’d been following to keep their secret safe. Each time they slipped away now into their private world, Stephen had grown incrementally reckless, his need for her pressing him always forward. Teyla counseled him to proceed with greater care, but was helpless as he swept her along, unable to decline his will for them.
Stephen’s recklessness had brought them to this alley tonight; his hot need to hold her, to touch her, to have her, overriding cooler reason. Teyla had offered no defense, allowing him to pull her into the darkened alley without protest, within minutes of them meeting up. He honestly hadn’t planned it this way, but the result was still the same.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, with Teyla’s back against the coarse brick wall as she submitted herself to his hungry, bruising kisses. She stretched her neck, humming deep in her throat at the greedy way he latched onto her tender flesh; her neck, throat, collarbone, all reddened in the flush of her desire, and from the rub of his goatee against her skin. She flexed one hand in Stephen’s hair, and slid the other onto the delicious dip between his shoulder blades, holding him as close as the layers of material between her body and his would allow--their bodies housing no secrets from one another despite those maddening barriers of cotton and denim. “Oh my dearest…my love…,” she cooed, and then gasped his name when he palmed her breasts through her blouse.
It wasn’t enough for him, could never be enough for him now.
Stephen needed to rake up her top and feel the contours of her ribs on his way to hold her ripe little breasts fully in his hands—yet he hesitated, knowing the wall at her back would be too rough against her exposed skin. “Do it,” she urged him, reckoning his need from his thoughts alone, “Touch me as you will, my love. Your need is my desire as well…” She trailed off into a heartfelt moan as he slipped both hands beneath the cloth and cupped her smoothly, rubbing her stiffened nipples with his thumbs and making her whimper helplessly.
Teyla arched her back as he fondled her, arched into his hands, seeking his firmest contact with her virgin flesh. He cursed inadvertently against her ear, at the sudden, gratifying heat that flared in his palms and thence to his wrists, up his arms, to course through his blood and fill his body with a flame which felt as though only she would be able to quell. Instinctively, Stephen knew this was her energy, pure as her heart, passing into him; there was no pain in this spectacular sensation, only the hunger to give back to her the same, from the depths of his heart. “How is this happening?” he rumbled against her cheek.
“Because I love thee, Stephen,” she answered, lapsing into a patois of a Hadeethan mixed with English. When his mouth recaptured hers, and she accepted the eager thrust of his tongue so she might suckle it luxuriously—the thrill of that intensifying the throbbing ache for her in his groin—Stephen realized he was hearing her in his mind. 'I love thee…I love thee…my heart, it is thine.' This startling intimacy awakened a need in him, a possessiveness, that shocked him.
'You are mine,' he thought back to her, spellbound by their connection; mine, he thought over and over. 'Mine tonight…and tomorrow…and always. Let it be always, my sweet, little angel. Good god…please…'
And surely she heard him, even in the relentless depth of that kiss. 'I am, my darling…for as long as thee shall desire it of me,' she promised him. Incredulous as much from the bond of their minds, as from the miracle that she loved him as he hadn’t dared to dream anyone could, Stephen gently pulled away, to study her face. Her eyes remained shut as she panted softly, her beauty the same pure radiance he had witnessed in her astral form.
Understanding why he paused, feeling his disbelief that he was worthy of such devotion, Teyla leaned her head back enough so she could gaze up into his eyes. Mercifully, tenderly, she reminded him, “My love, I am yours. I have been, from our first kisses. Mayhap even before that night…” Pictures flickered through his mind as she showed him how she had come to love him. Teyla laughing at something silly he had said; Teyla looking up at him empathetically, on the corner of Bleecker and Mercer; Teyla sobbing in his arms on her father’s kitchen floor. In a half dozen heartbeats, she showed him a slew of little moments, wherein he was simply being himself, and all of them illustrating how her heart had fallen irretrievably to him—though in those moments he hadn’t had the eyes to see that amazing truth. There he was, on the Sanctum roof with her in the moonlight, kissing her hand with sweet reverence; there he was kissing her mouth, on one of their secret excursions from Kamar-Taj, with her face cupped in his hands, and a patience that belied how much his blood had come to burn for her.
Overwhelmed, Stephen hung his head down, feeling Teyla’s sweet breath whisper against his cheek; he splayed his hands flat against the wall on either side of her head, trying his damnedest to collect himself. Allowing him his silence, she waited upon him, threading her fingertips through his hairline at the nape of his neck, the palm of her hand blessedly cool upon his flushed skin. She nuzzled his ear, to whisper against it, “Did you not know this, Stephen? Your lips marked me as yours, on our night beneath the moonlight—as I am forever now, if you would have it so.”
Her confession left him weak and filled him with joy—tinged with a trace of shame for the physical hunger that threatened to overrule his better nature. He wondered if she read his lust as well as she read his tenderness for her. Did she understand how his body cried out to take her—to tear through the material that guarded her innocence, to finally breach her after the countless encounters that had sent him to his bed, unable to calm himself except by lengthy meditation? Some nights lately, even that discipline had failed him, and he could only find sleep by picturing her lying sweetly beneath him, beckoning for him to do whatever he desired, while his scarred hands worked the deed he yearned to do inside of her. Would she still adore him if she knew that dirty secret?...
I nominate @strangelock221b @hithertoundreamtof23 @mckiwi @mousedetective @bakerstreethound @aelaer @couldntbedamned
Alain, a loyal member of Team Flare, cares for an imprisoned Augustine. Things don’t go well.
The flood of emotion was too much to bear. With a choked sob, Alain covered his face, fresh tears falling in large, shameful drops. Why was Augustine saying such hurtful things? Couldn’t they get along? People who loved each other should. Why couldn’t Augustine understand?
Hello can I request Mentor! Nezha x student! Reader?
Where Nezha is reader's mentor but reader tends to push themselves a bit too hard
(Platonic)
Oh fun!! Dude nothing hits like a mentor with a burnt out student where the mentor has to actually keep an eye on things
"Blooming" (670 w.c)
Mentor!Nezha x Student!GN!Reader
PLATONIC Oneshot
CW: burnout, Nezha is disappointed
“No, you were too slow. Try again.”
You panted as you put your hands on your knees, looking at the weapon you’d dropped on the ground when he disarmed you. You were putting all your energy into this, and even though he wasn’t even using his powers, he was still much stronger than you. You’d been training under Nezha for weeks now. Shouldn’t you be more ahead?
Nonetheless, you picked up your spear, going back to the edge of the circle you two trained in. You got into the starting position just as he did.
“Ready?”
“Ready.”
He rushed at you, letting himself go into the loose defense so you could try to implement the move he was teaching you that day. A sweep of the legs that, if done correctly, would end with the handle of your spear across his shoulders to pin him down. But against the type of plans he had for you to go by, you had spent a few hours last night trying to exercise a little more than you were meant to. And by the gods, you were exhausted. And now you were pinned, too, and you didn’t even remember what happened while you were thinking.
“Okay, we’re done.” He frowned at you, taking your weapon. You didn’t even try to stop him. But this wasn’t how lessons usually ended—he would normally help you up and have you explain what led to the outcome of the fight.
“What? Did I do badly?” You scrambled to get up and follow him to the small building near his home that served as a home gym. He didn’t slow down his pace, his hands were balled into fists.
“It didn’t even feel like you were trying, y/n. Do you have something going on that’s making it harder for you to fight?” His disappointment hurt more than your muscles at the moment. You hung your head.
“I’m sorry. I’m really trying, I swear.” You explained, holding your hands in your pockets. He turned to face you in the doorway of the gym. His arms were folded across his chest as if he were upset, but his eyes were concerned and searching your face for something. You looked at him. He wouldn’t stop teaching you, would he? You’d worked so hard, you couldn’t just stop now!
“You’re not giving me 100 because you haven’t got 100 to give,” He sighed, dropping any anger he might have been holding. “Y/n, have you been doing more work than I’ve told you to do?”
“I mean, I’ve been doing some more night exercises, but no more than a few hours—“
“Hours? Y/n, I set guidelines for you because it’s meant to be completely adapted to your schedule and difficulty level. Doing more than that for the sake of getting ahead isn’t helping, it’s hurting.”
Nezha led you to the center of the yard, where he had you sit with him on the grass. He was across from you and could tell you were trying to directly mirror his pose. Always needing to do it like him.
“I don’t understand. Isn’t it good if I just want to be better?” You asked quietly. He took a few breaths, with you in tow.
“Getting better takes time and proper pacing. Jumping ahead because you think you can handle it isn’t always bad, but in your case, it’s burning you out. We’re putting a hold on your fighting, right now we just need to readjust your pace.” He explained to you. You listened to every word, internally cursing yourself for thinking you’d be able to just sneak this past him. Your intentions were good, it was just…too much.
“You’re a good kid, y/n. Just slow down and wait for me, alright?” Nezha ruffled your hair.
“So you’ll still teach me?”
“Of course I will. You’re my favorite student.”
“I thought I was your only student!”
“You are, you are!”
You two laughed and then settled into a quiet bit of meditation.
So I started watching Lego Monkie Kid and its so good but also my shippy brain has decided that it realy likes Sun Wukong x MK cause im a sucker for mentor x mentee stuff and I know WHY its not a popular ship it seems but also I wanna know what tag to actually find stuff under please i need these dorks to kiss so badddddd
Whats their ship name so i can find and tag stuff accordingly?