#The absolute POWER AND CHAOS

[spacedace]

Bit from a new dpxdc fic rattling around in my head I'm calling the Meddling Kids AU.

This snippet is so far removed from the context of the larger fic that I can't even imagine what yall are gonna think it's even about, which means it's perfect to throw out as a writing prompt for anyone that's interested haha

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Well.

Good news: Jon had something that very publicly proved he couldn't be Superboy.

Bad news: his proof came in the form of getting his nose broken in front of the entire school cafeteria.

Weird news: tiny, waifish Danielle Masters - of all people - was the one who managed to actually break his nose when he'd stepped in to try to pull her off of Trip Hemmings.

She wasn't Kryptonian. Not unless Trip and his cronies were also secretly Kryptonians this whole time. She'd fucked them all up almost single-handedly when they'd tried to pull their usual shit with Fredrick Kern and she stepped in. But they were the ones that had started the whole messy fight when Trip decided to sucker punch the petite girl hard enough that the loud, ugly crunch of her broken nose had been heard even over the noise of the cafeteria, shoving her back into the cafeteria table and sending Fredrick's food flying.

She'd gotten slammed a couple more times during the scuffle, but she had given far more than she'd gotten and by the time Jon and Damian and managed to make their way through the crowd of students that had rapidly swarmed the scene of the fight, Trip's two goons were laying on the ground, conscious but groaning in pain and decidedly taken out of the fight.

Jon had surged forward through the crush of the gathered students towards where Danielle and Trip were. The latter sprawled across the table with Danielle on top of him, bleeding and bruised and feral looking with her bared teeth and wild eyes as she wailed down punch after punch on Trip's face. The fight was well and truly over at that point, Danielle clearly the victor, and teachers were on their way. Without even thinking about it Jon had reached out and touched her arm, intending to pull her off the little shit she was rightly wailing on before she could get in even more trouble for being involved with a fight.

It hadn’t been the wisest course of action. Danielle had been so keyed up she hadn't even realized it was him or absorbed anything he'd said, and assuming it was someone looking to hurt her turned one of her swings onto him. He'd had the spit second thought of how he was going to avoid the hit without looking like he had powers when her fist had collided with his face at a speed he hadn’t expected and sent him sprawling to the ground. It wasn't until he felt something hot dripping down his face that he realized she'd actually broken his nose and the pain flooded in.

So.

Danielle Masters was strong enough to break his nose. And still hadn’t managed to hurt anyone else - including fragile, normal humans - past some bad bruised and busted noses. She'd likely hit him as hard as she had out of blind reaction and not true intention to do real harm.

That was a thing.

A weird thing with some big implications.

D had checked, and Danielle Masters wasn't registered as a meta. Which didn't mean she wasn't one or that there was even anything nefarious going on. The uber-rich elite tended to cover things like that up, fine with meta rights and metas running around so long as it wasn't one of their own.

But it was still something.

She was strong enough to break Jon's nose. The number of entities in the world able to do that wasn't a very long list. The fact that a random girl at his school was capable of that was...not necessarily anything to be worried about. But the thing was that Danielle Masters was already someone he and D had been keeping an eye on as being...a little bit beyond the normal kind of weird. And that wasn't even getting into her dad's shady business or the potential connection between her and the weird spike in suicides.

“Here,” He blinked, pulled out of his thoughts at once to find the girl taking up all of them had shifted in her chair over to him to hold out an actual handkerchief to him. “Sorry about…” She motioned with her other hand towards his bloody face, wincing a little as she did. “You didn’t deserve that.”

He took the offered piece of fabric - oddly formal and old fashioned for anyone, let alone a girl like Danielle Masters - as the peace offering it was and offered her an awkward smile. “It was my fault for coming at you from behind,” He said, trying not to be too amused by the fact that they both sounded muffled and ridiculous with their busted noses. “I should have known better after you got jumped like that.”

Danielle shrugged, shifting back into the uncomfortable chairs they’d been parked in outside the dean’s office. The teachers on site were going over the situation with him as they had seen it, and from what Jon could hear were reviewing the CCTV footage from the cafeteria cameras. Trip’s family wasn’t prestigious or wealthy enough for the faculty to put aside their ethics and take his side, so their honest thoughts about the bully getting what he deserved - however annoying it was that they were going to have to deal with it all - shared freely from the perceived privacy of the office. Elle would still get punished for going as far as she did, but at least it wouldn’t be as bad as it could be for her.

“Assholes will be assholes.” She said, toying with the tie of her uniform. She’d ripped it off just as the fight had started, in a brief moment between kicking Trip back into his goons and them recovering enough to jump at her again. She had wrapped it around the knuckles of her dominant hand in a fast loop, giving her a little more protection before she then drove her padded fist right into the gut of Jordan Stone. She had followed it up by grabbing Jordan’s own tie and using it to get enough leverage on him to send him flying into Erin Dorner.

It was the kind of quick-thinking adjustment that Jon associated with D. Removing a potential liability, making it an advantage, latching on to any and all weakness in the opposition and using it against them. He wasn’t an expert in hand-to-hand combat the way Damian was - he could hold his own and knew how to fight with his fists as well as his powers, but there was a big difference between his skill and D’s - but he knew enough to be able to tell that Danielle wasn’t formerly trained. She was fast and quick and clever, but everything she did spoke of scrabbling street fighting brawls and learning from painful experience.

Something else to add to the seemingly endless list of things that were weird about Danielle Masters.

Because why would the daughter of one of the richest men in the country know how to scrap like a street fighter? Most rich kids didn’t really know how to fight at all, or if they did it was self-defense lessons taught by the best martial artists in the world. Maybe it was because of her meta powers? A fear of it getting out if she was taught to fight and ended up destroying a training dummy right with a single hit? But then how did she know to fight at all?

He teased Damian for going all Bernard Dowd on him for the oversized corkboard with all the notes and pictures and red thread, but Jon got it. Every new insight into the enigma that was Danielle Masters only ever led to a thousand more questions. A mystery only ever made murkier the more was known, instead of less.

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Danielle - Elle, she’d told him to call her, a little fierce, even as her eyes were sad - hadn’t been afraid during the fight with Trip and his cronies.

Or if she had, her heart rate had never indicated it. It had risen during the fight sure, but it had been the steady quickening of a body exercising. No jackrabbit quickness, just an even increase in rate to account for her quick movements and hard hits. She hadn’t even really broken a sweat. She’d been steady the entire time, from the first sucker punch she’d taken to the face to the last she’d thrown herself at Jon.

She was scared now.

Dr. Penelope Spektor stood over the girl, usual bright, smiling face set in an unreadable mask as she stared down at Elle. Beneath the lighting of the waiting room outside the Dean’s office in her smart red suit and her glasses pushed up atop her head to rest against her bright red hair she looked almost like the devil. Jon wasn’t sure why that thought came to him. The school counselor had only ever been kind to him during the few times they’d spoken about his scholarship at Gotham Academy and his options for colleges. Maybe it was the intensity of her green eyes, the way they almost seemed to glow as they bore into Elle.

Maybe it was the way that Elle’s heartbeat had ticked up and started hammering in her chest the moment Dr. Spektor’s sharp heels were heard clicking down the hall towards them. The way she shrunk into herself as the woman moved to stand before her, above her, not saying a word. The way Elle looked like she wanted to fling herself from the chair and run as far and fast away from the woman as she could.

“I didn’t start-“ Elle’s voice was reedy, unsteady with fear and anxiety.

“Silence.”

Jon felt cold.

Elle snapped her mouth shut with a painful, jarring clack. Fast enough and hard enough to be painful. He thought he could hear one of her back molars crack from the force. He definitely heard her heart rate pick up even faster in her chest. So quick he was afraid it might just give out on her entirely. He saw the faint tremble of her hands as she wrapped them around herself, fingers digging into the fabric of her blazer with a kind of desperate hold as she clung to her own arms.

“I’ve called to inform your father of this incident.” There was a slithering, dark disgust in the words. A viciousness lacing through her icy tone. “Three days suspension. You will be spending that time with me.”

Elle looked like she might be sick at that, face draining of all color a the judgement the counselor had just given. She didn’t try to speak, to respond, just gave a stiff nod and bowed her head. Her eyes were wide as she stared down at the floor, too much white exposed. Blood dripped down from her nose again, the thundering of her pulse breaking through the clotting and making bright red drip down her face.

Dr. Spektor’s gaze slid over to where Jon sat, frozen in place by the strange scene before him. In a blink her face smoothed out, back into the pleasant, welcoming smile she always wore whenever speaking to a student. “Oh my, Mr. Kent I had heard you got injured while trying to break that horrible ruckus up earlier.” She tisked lightly, and Elle flinched a little at the sound. “I’m so sorry about that, Danielle has a bad habit of getting into trouble and I hate to see that she’s gotten you involved in her mess this time.”

Jon, for reasons he couldn’t comprehend, felt oddly at ease at her words. As strange as the feeling of being frozen in place that had overtaken him as he watched the tense scene between the school counselor and Elle. A slow, honey-thick feeling of calm, laced through with understanding and acceptance.

“It’s okay.” He said, throat feeling tight around the words. It wasn’t alright, he wanted to get to his feet, to put himself between Elle and Spektor. Wanted to drag the girl away somewhere safe and try and make her feel better, try and figure out just what was going on and why she was so afraid of the red-headed woman.

It was alright, though. He could feel it, settling into his chest, relaxing his shoulders, soothing away the tense anxiety. It was a little odd, but he just didn’t have the context of it all probably. Nothing to worry about, nothing to think about.

Elle was still hunched over, shoulder’s tight, eyes now squeazed tight. Her grip on her arms like a vice, squeezing with enough force she had to be bruising beneath the layers of her school uniform. Her heart rate a roaring drum in her chest, heart slamming painfully against the cage of her ribs, afraid, terrified.

“The fight wasn’t her fault Dr. Spektor.” He said, the words feeling like burning tar against his tongue, even though he knew the truth of them. “Trip and the other two attacked her first when she was trying to get them to leave the person they were bullying alone. She was just defending herself.”

Dr. Spektor’s lips twitched, just a little. Her expression held on her normal warm smile but something curled at the edges of her smile, the corners of her bright green eyes. Dark and deep, sharp as shattered glass and viciously, sickeningly pleased. She pulled her glasses off her head and set them back in place on her nose and the glimpse of that hungry thing beneath was gone.

Never there at all. A trick of the light. Too much time seeing the worst of humanity as Superboy and mistakenly thinking he saw it in the pleasant, kind face of the school’s counselor. Nothing to worry about at all. It was fine. He felt fine about all of it.

Elle was crying now.

He felt sick.

“Well, that is good to know.” Dr. Spektor said, voice honey sweet and lulling. “But I would hate for Danielle to fall into those old, nasty habits of hers. Better to make sure she understands that violence is never the answer.” She stepped over to him, leaning over to settle concerned eyes upon him and a gentle hand on his shoulder, surprisingly cool even through the weight of his blazer and the layers beneath. “Again I am so sorry you got hurt, Mr. Kent. I do hope Danielle can make it up to you later. She could use a good influence like you in her life.”

The sick feeling in his gut grew worse, even as his body was flooded with a sense of blissful contentment and unquestioning understanding of the situation. The vague idea that had been bubbling in him since the start of the school year to reach out to the girl in question solidified into a determined certainty that he would do just that the first chance he got. A flame flourishing at the gentle encouragement of a fan.

Just behind the school counselor Elle was terrified out of her mind.

Elle was just a little upset that she got in trouble, she’d be fine.

Dr. Spektor was treating Elle with a barely contained cruelty, venomous and wrathful.

Dr. Spektor was treating Elle normally, disappointed that she resorted to violence.

It was all wrong.

It was all perfectly fine.

The counselor stood up straight, gave him one last pat on the shoulder and a smile before turning towards the door of the Dean’s office. Her smile slipped for just a moment, face back in that disdainful blankness as she plucked invisible lint from her suit jacket. Not even looking at Elle as she gave a short, “Go to the car. Wait there. No detours. No calls. Speak to no one.”

Elle lurched into motion, getting to her feet with a mechanical kind of stiffness. She didn’t run down the hall but her awkward, robotic gate was nearly at that speed as she almost threw herself down the hall towards the side entrance where the staff parking lot was.

Dr. Spektor’s smile returned. Professional. Polite. The person everyone in school knew they could reach out to and trust if there was anything wrong, if they needed help. Guiding the students with a gentle hand, bolstering the faculty with her bright positivity. She knocked on the door and entered upon invitation with her familiar cheer.

Something was deeply, truly wrong with everything going on here.

Everything was perfectly normal.

D found him ten minutes later, dry heaving in the boys’ bathroom.

He couldn’t remember why he was there.

Everything was fine.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc prompt #dpxdc #dani phantom #danielle phantom #jon kent #jon el kent #jonathan kent #damian wayne #penelope spectra #vlad plasmius #super serious chaos #eventual super serious chaos #but for now there's far too many mysterious going on #spectra is the absolute worse and i hate her and I made her powers even worse in this #poor elle #poor jon #poor spectra when damian gets his hands on her #curious what yall think is going on here #meddling kids au

[moodlemcdoodle]

Read some Dark/Chaos Avatar Zuko AU fics a while back and those AUs are VERY GOOD but then I had a brain blast so. Dark/Chaos Avatar Toph AU

#i think she deserves to be a little fucked up and evil. as a treat #only a little tho #I do have a bunch of notes on this concept #maybe one day I’ll be brave enough to post my bullet point outlines of fics I’ll never write up on AO3 or something as they are #all i want is more of the early toph and aang dynamic where they’re depicted as opposites and contrasts to each other #and yet are inseperable from each other and so important to each other’s growth #something something aang and zuko are parallels because they’re the same #but aang and toph are parallels because they’re opposites #but also are more equals than zuko and aang being both the same age and the same power level #making toph just as fitting if not moreso to be the rival avatar to aang #atla #atla au #Toph #dark avatar Toph #chaos avatar Toph #trying to figure out how to tag this is hard but I think that’s how I’ve seen the Zuko AUs be tagged??? #also uhhh there’s no taang in these doodles technically #but this is ABSOLUTELY a taang au #vaatu #Aang #so #taang #moodle’s mcdoodles

[wikitpowers]

name a more iconic duo i’ll wait

#u don’t get it #im OBSESSED with them #like i cant wait to see them together in twp #that teaser of them SENT ME #im so ready for their friendship #and absolute chaos #GIMME TWP #dru blackthorn #thais pedroso #the last king of faerie #the wicked powers #tlkof #twp #tsc

[green-tea-lemonade]

Your solnep gives me life <3

give power!!! give life!!!

a powerhouse of a duo!!!

#art #digital art #procreate #homestuck #solnep #nepeta leijon #sollux captor #thank you so much though anon!!!! #these two are a killer crew and cannot be stopped!!!! #sollux gets lifted by nep constantly when she wants to work out its just the whole being lifted up part thats weird to him #it feels weird not having to use your powers and being hoisted up by a little menace #could yall imagine these two sparring??? absolutely crazy chaos #like yea nep doesnt really have powers going for her but she is SPEEDY and jokes shes gonna nibble his ankles #she actually did once just to mess with him and he wasnt the most thrilled by that #sollux chucks nep thinking “yea she'll be tired after this one” after repeatedly doing so and watching her recover #she gets back up every single time she just has so much energy #also hey the first time i drew nep with her hat on aint that wild #i dont usually draw her with her hat and i know its like a 50/50 with people who do #i mostly dont draw it bc i like drawing her absolute mess of a mane #it is fun for the little doodles tho

[manofthepipis]

Can Jevil sleep without turning into devilsknife?

He can! I have a little headcanon he hovers when he sleeps, and even if he got a bed it wouldn't be that useful since he gets drowsy a lot until it's time for chaos and destruction and mayhem :3

i write the secret boss items as like the most efficient way to conserve their energy, jevil taking advantage of this the most (and also finding literally every excuse to use his powers and abilities at all times).

#which is why in pt 1 he's the devilsknife for a good portion of the fic #he's super duper powerful and like that takes a lot #his chaos is unmatched with exception to sneo #so he takes his lil nappies <3 #which spamton needs to get on the actually-sleeping train bc that man doesn't sleep unless he absolutely has to #asks

[goodlordmahtin]

Part One of GODLY ASCENT AU: Will Solace

Divine Karma (caused by some immortal trickster) has hit Olympus. The Gods have been stripped of their powers, much like Apollo already experienced, and sent to the mortal plane. Several have taken resident at Camp Half Blood. Several are too stubborn, leading to quests revolving around their location. But immortal power doesn't simply *dissapear* - it has to go somewhere.

The most powerful demigods became the natural fall back for segements of those powers. The eldest demigod children of each God were appointed segements of power. Nobody got the full set.

^ Will Solace recieved Apollo's powers of Healing and Light. As the eldest, he was able to take on two roles. His days are divided between managing the Sun Chariot, keeping up with his father's role in the New Olympus Council, and managing plague outbreaks.

The other Apollion powers went to Rachel Dare (currently lost in a coma from the power of the Oracle trying to fit into a mortal's body), Kayla Knowles (Archery), Austin Lake (Music and head of the Nine Muses), and several younger demigods who don't understand the situation.

#this has of course caused absolute chaos #especially with the children of the Big Three being left alone to manage their parents' power #as there are less of them #thoughts?? #will solace #nico di angelo #fanart #percy jackson #solangelo #annabeth chase #percabeth #trials of apollo #godly ascent au

[imminent-danger-came]

I'm about to do some REACHING are you ready

#Absolutely off my rocker and the circumstances of MK's birth could be so different and I could be extremely wrong #Do I honestly even understand hollow knight that well? Probably not. #BUT. But if I was right #Wouldn't this suck #Like if EAMK was real and MK was created to 'seal' away some chaotic cosmic force/to make said force a clean slate or whatever #Look look look look look #Mei and Azure have both been described as 'containers' for power. #Mei was a successful container to the Samadhi Fire #Azure was not a successful container to the Jade Emperor's power #And then there's whatever the fuck MK is. Like. The 1x01 seal I'm telling you #That's coming back (thank you 4x01 and the s4 special for using the same design when you really didn't have too!) #Look look look. Chaos starting because MK's seal broke (post realizing he had powers). #And like you know how the Hollow Knight became unsuitable for it's intended purpose because of their relationship with Wyrm #SO. MK's destiny/purpose being to cause chaos and ''unleashing'' MK being the thing to ''tip the universe into chaos'' #But MK failing in that. Because of his relationship with Monkey King (and of course his friends) #This is all conjecture and reaching I know. I know. #BUT THINK ABOUT IT #WOULDN'T IT BE FUN #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk crack #....yeah I'll tag it that #I feel that way posting this #lmk speculation #<- tag so I can find stuff for my s5 bingo card #hollow knight #hk #This is for me and like. 1 other person probably #You're welcome

[andromeda3116]

"One day when I was a young boy on holiday in Uberwald, I was walking along the bank of a stream when I saw a mother otter with her cubs. A very endearing sight, I'm sure you will agree, and even as I watched, the mother otter dived into the water and came up with a plump salmon, which she subdued and dragged onto a half-submerged log. As she ate it, while of course it was still alive, the body split and I remember to this day the sweet pinkness of its roes as they spilled out, much to the delight of the baby otters who scrambled over themselves to feed on the delicacy. One of nature's wonders, gentlemen: mother and children dining upon mother and children. And that's when I first learned about evil. It is built into the very nature of the universe. Every world spins in pain. If there is any kind of supreme being, I told myself, it is up to all of us to become his moral superior."

--Lord Vetinari, Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett

#discworld #gnu terry pratchett #lord vetinari #havelock vetinari #discworld quotes #i love that philosophy and feel it in my gut and bones: #''if there is a higher power then it's our prerogative to be better than it'' #like that quote from nation about the gods letting you down and how kneeling to them would be bowing to murderers and bullies #or the whole theme of small gods where the higher power needs to learn to care about the people he demands worship from #pratchett often returns to this theme of ''what do you do when your god(s) fail you?'' #and having once felt like my god absolutely failed me - although i didn't have the words to see it like that at the time - that resonates #i've said before that that was such a revelation: those were the words of my last unanswered prayer #i have many intellectual reasons now to be an atheist but at the core it's... #if the universe is chaos then it cannot be cruel. there is no one who could have saved you but didn't for their own opaque reasons #if there is no god then no god failed me or left me drowning in despair for a whole year #small gods helped me conceptualize that in ways that defy words and literally changed my life and perspective for the better #anyway. this quote is magnificent. ''mother and child feasting upon mother and child'' #and it makes so much of vetinari's character make so much sense #he looked at the world through cynical and bitter eyes but instead of becoming a nihilist who manipulated the cruel world for his own gain #he said ''we can and must be better than this'' #(this is why i feel like kaz brekker - under inej's influence - should grow up to be like havelock vetinari) #(the one who clenches his fist and fucking *fixes* this goddamned place)

[wrathbites]

i wanna see what you can do with #12 candles pls

Send me a number and I'll write a micro story using the word or phrase

They bury Bruce Wayne in broad daylight, sun shining and cameras flashing, the city's favourite spectacle denied his privacy even in death.

They bury their Bruce (father, son, partner, friend) under the cover of darkness, the quiet affair he'd have preferred. Free of his armour and mantle, the responsibility carried on his shoulders now passed to his children, shared between them.

And it's their choice to carry his legacy, never the burden he feared it would become, braced on all sides by the friends and allies made along the way.

Alfred steps out from under the span of Diana's umbrella, no candle in hand to shield from the rain. Just as before, so many years ago, but Bruce isn't in his arms this time, silent and shaking with his loss, no. He's silent and still in his coffin, an impossible thing Alfred never expected to see.

There are no speeches here, no people to please, not a single reputation to uphold, and so he allows himself a moment of weakness at last, waiting for a request that'll never come, for a voice he will never hear again.

"Goodnight, my boy. Rest well."

One by one the candles go out, each extinguished with a puff of breath, a murmured goodbye, the first step in many of an endless grief.

~

And all at once they flare to life on a scream that cracks earth and sky the following night, when there are none around to witness.

Ancient in power and terrifying in fury, Gotham calls her favourite son, her Batman, home.

#korblez #Batman fanfiction #Wrathwrites #listen this grabbed me by the spine and shook until I wrote it #because like look I like shit being WEIRD and OFF in cities as steeped in chaos as Gotham #with how much blood Bruce has literally spilled and spit all over bare bones earth on his home turf #with how long and hard and viciously he's fought to make Gotham a better place #I absolutely believe she'd answer in kind if he died on her soil #sure slap buildings on top of her and the city itself is young but GOTHAM is OLD and there's POWER to that #and nobody woulda fuckin guessed it when you've got regular humans in that city and Superman over yonder and Wonder Woman thataway #but here we are and they're in for a COUPLE SURPRISES I GUESSAKS FDSJAHBFUIJSHBUDHBUIGDSHB

[jt-319]

Darth Vader and the Cafpot Mystery

Vader: So...Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just wanna know

Needa: I did. I broke it—

Vader: No. No you didn’t. Tom?

Venka: Don’t look at me. Look at Veers

Veers: What?! I didn’t break it!

Venka: Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?

Veers: Because it’s sitting right infront of us, and it’s broken

Venka: ...Suspicious

Veers: No, it’s not

Piett: If it matters, probably not, but Motti was the last one to use it

Motti: LIAR! I don’t even drink that crap!

Piett: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the caf cart earlier?

Motti: I use the wooden stirs to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, FIRMUS

Needa: Ok, ok. Let’s not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, my lord

Vader: NO! Who broke it?!

Veers: ...My lord?...Jerjerrod’s been awfully quiet

Jerjerrod: REALLY-

Veers: Yeah, really-

Jerjerrod: -OH MY GOD

Everyone: *Arguing in the background

Vader: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it

A dumb idea parody of Parks & Rec

Some explanations bc my overthinking demanded at the last sec:

I knew @musewrangler Venka’s first name is also Tom and I didn’t know who else to fill in

I like Venka anyway

I also know we know Vader doesn’t have actual hands but again, I didn’t know what else to do. It still fits tho :P

Reading a lot of theirs and @madelgard and gang’s fics triggered my brain to compile this

And I happened to be watching the original clip at random

#star wars #parks and rec #darth vader #firmus piett #maximilian veers #conan antonio motti #tiaan jerjerrod #lorth needa #captain venka #parody #just absolute chaos #sry not sry #i should be sleeping #the power of adhd #without the h #i still dk how to tag

[gayemeralds]

i know people don’t like the concept of an “undefeatable protagonist” but in the context of sonic i just think it’s fucking hilarious. im sorry but shadow being op as fuck is boring UNLESS sonic can just, cream his ass. same with any of his rivals/enemies. local random guy off the street defeating the god of the week or the local government super weapon for the 20th time.

#i mean can you imagine being shadow in this context #youre the ultimate lifeform #developed to be more powerful than any living creature on earth #and this nobody teenager from some backwater island can not only take you on #BUT ABSOLUTELY BEAT YOUR ASS SEVEN WAYS TO SUNDAY? #also like #knuckles pov from a warrior tribe. getting his ass handed to him by some eleven year old kid with no training #funny as HELL #same with silver #guy comes to the past with his futuristic enhancements only to get his ass handed to him by like the first person he meets #also funny with blaze. enter into a dimension after living as like the sole person with fire powers and magical abilites and using the sol #emeralds #and this guy everyone thinks you should be friends with DEFEATS YOU FIRST TRY #like what do you even do. #i just think over powered sonic is funny as fuck #if we just take him as he is #which is literally just some random guy who happened to pick a fight with eggman #just for the fucking KICKS just for FUN #like. its like talking to your neighbout and hes like oh! #sorry i have to leave real quick i have to go defeat the ancient ggod of chaos real quick :) #like what the fuck #sega official speaks

[tswwwit]

Any more headcanons for that oneshot you made where Bill is Ford's familiar? How does Ford react to Bill getting close to his nephew? How does Bill use this to his advantage? If Dipper can't get a slice of Bill's power, how does his magic shape up in the end?

Sure, why not!

This got longer than I wanted, so it's under a read more. Also, here's the link to the snippet in question.

I think that Dipper and Bill end up hanging out a lot, honestly. Dipper's a lonely guy, and Bill's bored out of his angles, so he's going to be on at least sorta decent behavior, since Dipper's providing more entertainment than he's had in decades. (Ford is unaware of this)

Still very much Bill, though; he absolutely tries multiple tricks in the book to try and get Dipper to break him out, or subtly trick him into getting Ford into a fatal accident. Dipper's been warned, though - I don't think any of them work!

Eventually Dipper gives in and offers a deal: He'll banish Bill back to his realm (He's been trapped in a basement for thirty years, no surprise he wants Ford dead, that sort of thing just straight-up sucks-) as long as Bill doesn't harm him or his family. Bill, once again in a terrible position to bargain, is happy to get the hell out of reality rather than be stuck in a circle for another decade or so.

This.... probably ends up in a pretty big fight between Ford and Dipper. Once he notices Bill is missing. If the Stans weren't already at odds, that'd be the kicker to set it off.

Little does Dipper know, but now that Bill's 'free' - he's gotten his stuff in order, hummed a little tune to himself - and decided it's the perfect opportunity to start courting that cute little mortal in earnest.

#answers #Ford's still bonded to Bill and that'll be true until he dies #But since it likely wasn't an accident in his case he doesn't have Mindscape access #His prisoner has escaped and he's absolutely furious. Does Dipper have *any idea* how much havoc Cipher could cause #Dipper meanwhile has gotten Emotionally Attached at some point and goes off about maybe keeping PRISONERS for thirty years is fucked up #Dipper has a restless night of upset sleep #And wouldn't you know it Bill pops in with some creepy gift (flowers?? A screaming head? In a bouquet of flowers) #What can he say? The kid's real cute. He's been pretty decent company. He betrayed his uncle for Bill!! VERY Sexy of him #And MAN that MIND #He's straightening his tie and spritzing cologne on as he comes up with Date Ideas #Cue: Dipper Not Getting that Bill's 100% after him romantically now #Bill might be stuck with a familiar bond to Ford but since he's not powering THAT guy #Nothing stops him from going 'aw you're cute. Have a little magic why don'tcha' to Dipper #Like a rich man slapping a huge wad of cash in their partner's hand and pinching their butt while they tell 'em to go shopping #Demons *can* give power to mortals - they just don't usually do it without taking something in return during a deal #I enjoy the mental image of Bill taking a page from Hua Cheng's book and going 'oh you need some energy?? Sure!!' #'We gotta lock lips to make the transfer though so pucker up' #Dipper has no reason to question this statement even if he is skeptical #Anyway it probably all works out well in the end! With presumably Bill causing chaos more directly this time #Dipper all not realizing he has a crush until Bill shapeshifts human one time and he goes 'oh no I'm in danger' #I should stop before I get tempted to write this #I have other stuff to do damn it

[serenefountain]

I LOVE writing about the Lor Starcutter. SO MUCH. Magolor doesn't matter, I want the intergalactic star sailboat and I want it NOW!!!

#fountain is rambling again #I've lost it again #relevant? no #Fun? ABSOLUTELY #Chaos is my favourite flavour #Kirby fanfic jargon #lor starcutter #magolor #kirby fandom #The autism powers have activated

[althaeaofficinalis]

apparently samantha shannon tweeted once that there's no sexual assault in priory and I'm like 😐 uhhhh do we need to have a significant conversation here orrrr

like look I'm not throwing in with some of these people who are like "if roots of chaos is so queernorm and progressive why are the queens of inys still walking wombs, that's Problematic" bc like ... yeah babe that's the point!! the crown gives you power but it's all a poisoned shackle that will drain you of everything and your descendants too!! and all related media literacy issues. but what happened to galian was very much sexual assault and a massive violation of his body and his autonomy and his consent. I'm not like a galian berethnet stan but dammit I can have empathy for other survivors

#thinking that anything with an absolute monarchy is 'progressive' is your first mistake tbh #anyway galian found himself consumed by the black tarry substance of the power he sought. poisoned by the shackle he forged #and I just find that shit compelling!! #roots of chaos #the priory of the orange tree #a day of fallen night #there isn't enough meta about the veins of inky pitch horror running through roots of chaos #everyone's like oh feminist fantasy!! and I'm like THE GOTHIC THEMES OF INYS KEEP ME AWAKE AT NIGHT #i guess you have to be the change you want to see in the world or whatever

[siixkiing]

You know, I love the many aspects of shadowpeach from the cute floof that can be had to the angsty heartache...but my fav? The two being absolute gremlin together, just horrid little creetchurs causing some sort of chaos, feeding into one another's goblin ways. Love that.

#Loss of Powers | {OOC} #The Scrolls | Mun Menu {Post} #I am a multishipper; so I have many ships but shadowpeach? My fav still...but not my only XD #ANYWAY; GREMLIN MONKEY DUO BEING GREMLIN MONKEY DUO IS MY FAV. #LOOK LOOK LOOK #They are both gremlins in their own rights; absolute trash creetures #They can and will influence the goblin energy in one another; encourage the chaos

[hanarchy]

sometimes i look at a picture of one direction and i just think to myself ‘thats a band that used to exist and that you liked and that was the biggest boyband in the world’

like my guy it feels like i dreamed that look at them trying to look stupid on purpose

#musical talent: questionable #charisma: also questionable #chaos: absolutely unquestionable and undeniable and so powerful it sucked us all in like a black hole