Deadmeat Rem AU
We've seen Twin Swap AUs & recently, I've thrown my own hat (re: Purple Hyacinth AU) into the loop. However, upon rereading @lost-technology's Survivor's Guilt fic & going through our dms, I propose a more unorthodox role swap prompt:
AU where Vash & Rem swap places.
Vash is a Plant engineer who became a SEEDS navigator after losing Alex (he can be Vash's bf or relative in this AU). He's there when Tesla is born & has to live on after her (murder) death (which was his fault, he should've been better, should've done more, fought harder, they were gifted an angel & they slaughtered her). He's the goofy dad who's there through the twin's formative years, desperately trying to be better because he knows his best isn't & never will be enough.
And okay, I'm spitballing a bit here, but imagine: how would this impact Rem? The poignancy of her character comes from her role as much as her personality. In canon, she seemed to be an only child, so how would having Nai as an older brother affect her? How would she handle the Humanoid Typhoon's role? We, as the audience have only known canon!Rem through the 1 year Vash spent with her & snippets of her past, so how would her 150 year life span go?
Or if you want to shake things up further, maybe Nai & Tesla swap roles too. Maybe Nai is the one born first. A boy Plant who could produce metallic material, a weapon at worst & a tool at best. They name him Knives so no one forgets that & Vash nicknames him Nai to say 'no, I do NOT agree with that!'.
Thus, Tesla (maybe with electricity powers??) is the one who decides to end humanity because god forbid women commit crimes /j. Is this is also lowkey inspired by @shelternmberone's Roleswap AU? Yes. GIVE US MORE VILLAIN TESLA AUS!
If you want to go another mile: maybe Luida & Brad take Meryl & Milly/Roberto's places as Ship 3's residents & investigative reporters/insurance agents respectively.
Anyways, what I'm trying to say is, the sky's the limit rlly, which is the whole point of AUs like this.
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Can Marinette Bench press a building?!
(Ladybugs, also known as lady beetles or ladybird beetles, are able to carry objects that are up to 1,000 times their own weight due to the unique structure of their exoskeletons. An exoskeleton is an external protective covering that provides support and protection to the insect's body. This covering is made up of a material called chitin, which is a strong and lightweight polymer. The exoskeleton also gives ladybugs their characteristic shiny, hard shells. Ladybugs use their powerful leg muscles to lift and carry heavy objects, such as large leaves or other insects. The unique structure of their exoskeleton allows them to distribute the load evenly across their body, making it possible for them to carry heavy objects without being weighed down. Additionally, their strong legs and other muscles are equipped to sustain this weight too)
But like with her legs???
I wanna see a MLB x DC fic where Marinette is working with young justice and like a building fucking falls on them but marinette just fucking kicks it away. Or picks it up. Itd be even more absurdly funny if she wasn't transformed and the super strength is like a kwami side effect.
WHAT IS MARINETTES WEIGHT? IS THERE A CANNON ANSWER??? DO I HAVE TO PULL A MATPAT AND DO PIXEL MEASUREMENT MATHAMATICAL BULLSHIT???? I WANNA KNOW IF SHE CAN LOFT A BUILDING OR NOT!!!
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"Taylor was such a bitch to poor baby boy Buck. :("
You guys realise that he cheated on her, right? And then instead of telling her he asked her to move in, making her depend on him.
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🎲 lee & carley :3
29: a kiss to the back of the hand ...
life as it was now was becoming more and more normal for them and was almost alarming. carley, as much as she missed the days of being able to sink into the couch of her apartment and watch reruns of old 90s sitcoms after a hard day of work, found the memories were also becoming fuzzier; replaced with old musty motel rooms and the smell of mold and decay. it was true what they said: once you smelled a dead body, you’d never forget that stench for the rest of your life.
she also didn’t think she’d forget all the times lee, kenny, and mark would leave to go hunting and foraging, only to come back with some bad news—be it an injury, no food, or another mouth to feed. they’d hit the BINGO that day: lee cut his hand, they didn’t manage to bring back any food, and a band teacher and one of his students became two more mouths to feed—or would have, had katjaa been able to save the man.
it had been a lot to deal with. carley had gone to her dingy room to decompress, surprised to hear a knock at the door and even more surprised to find lee standing there.
“ hey, ” carley greeted, eyes dropping down to lee’s hand. “ i’m alright; you sure you don’t wanna keep that jerky for yourself ? ” it was so like lee to worry about the needs of the others of the motor inn before himself. carley didn’t know how he did it; especially to the likes of lilly and larry.
she only ended up taking the jerky upon lee’s insistence, before changing the subject to ask about his hand.
“ how’d you manage that ? get it while trying to save those other two ? ”
‘something like that…’
“ always so cryptic with you, ” carley said, rolling her eyes, before reaching for his injured hand and bringing it up to eye it, ignoring lee’s hiss of protest. “ but it doesn’t look too bad. you’ll live. ”
a thought crossed her mind then, and before she could think better of it, carley brought the back of his hand to her lips, pressing a featherlight kiss to the scratchy bandage for a moment before pulling away. still, her hold on his hand remained, and her gaze lifted once more to meet lee’s, holding it in a lingering stare for a few moments too long before she suddenly released his hand and averted her eyes.
she shoved down the butterflies fluttering in her stomach, and willed her cheeks not to flush as she made a show of clearing her throat and said in a preemptive warning, “ not. a. word. everett. ”
in one swift moment, she guided him out of her room, standing in the doorway as she added, “ it’s supposed to make it feel better. you should be thankful i even thought enough of you to do so, y’know. you’re welcome. ”
then, she moved back into her room and closed the door, prepared to spend the rest of the day kicking herself for behaving like a silly school girl with a crush.
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🔥🔥🔥
send me a 🔥 and i'll tell you one thing my muse finds attractive about yours
Her principles! She has her morals, her sense of justice, and she'll stand by them. She's dealt with her fair share of shady elements, and yet she still has clear lines.
Her determination. Worrying as it's been sometimes, it's something he can respect and definitely finds attractive.
Her resourcefulness. MJ is a very competent woman that will find answers, one way or another. And he's definitely attracted to that.
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I have been watching Arrow again, so I'll probably start watching The Flash again, and then I'm gonna be angry all over again about Eddie Thawne dying FOR NOTHING.
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I watched the first two seasons of Stranger Things, so here's my review (i guess)
ahem
*inspects notes*
a hot mess
*bows*
that is all thank u
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Since I had to order new stuff I needed online and I'm broke I'm just gonna claim my packages as lost or stolen and get my money back. Lmao. Sorry walmart but you're not gonna be hurting.
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unpopular opinion but i don’t think todoroki should be apart of the big three. sorry.
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Not Bats/Mentor Swap AU Part 2
Barbara Gordon still becomes a vigilante in a home made Batman inspired suit. But it’s not the Batman who finds and trains her - it’s the Creeper.
Who turns out to be 1. a hero with bad publicity and 2. a demon sharing a body with Barbara’s civilian idol Jack Ryder. (And 3. a pretty good mentor, actually.)
And so the Crawler is born.
Seven or so years down the line Barbara is paralyzed, now officially working for the chanel that hosts her mentor’s show, being set up to become his co host and then take over the show when he retires and terrorizing Gotham’s underground as the hacker, information broker, and Creeper’s mission control Spawn.
Her signature is a little, Creeper-esque demon. It appears on the screen of a computer she hacks and then just completely clogs it by spawning more of itself while laughing in a robotic voice.
Barbara loves nothing more than knowing that she was able to help someone. Be that as Spawn or as Barbara Gordon, exposing horrible people on TV.
She still ends up creating the Birds of Prey, even though they are called the Furies in this universe.
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Okay, but what about Alec coming across an report of Magnus getting caught being indecent or a report of Magnus doing something that Alec finds sexy somehow and of course it's old and the Shadowhunters who wrote it have exaggerated and slur shamed Magnus, but instead of getting mad or jealous...
....Alec jacks off on the report, imagining Magnus. He obviously then turns bright red, stuffs the report in his bag, makes a mental note to recreate it later. But when he gets home, and asks Magnus to get something out his bag, BC he forgets, and then Magnus finds it.....
The Alec that Alec is in unbelievably, uncontrollably turned on by Magnus, that he has to have been right there, bent over the kitchen counter, whispering in his ear that he read about all the dirty things he's supposed to have done and they recreate all these things that old school Shadowhunters shamed Magnus for but in reality, it's their own HOTI so desperate for Magnus.
well on one hand i like the idea of the big fuck you of like something magnus was shamed for being something alec is specifically so into and wants to do with him on the other hand i feel like alec would still be more upset than turned on at a report insulting/attacking magnus, especially bc if he was being "indecent" it's more likely that this was someone either violating his privacy (a raid on pandemonium or something???), being queerphobic in one way or another ("being indecent in public" often means "being visibly queer in public"), or like. magnus said a flirtatious one-liner or innuendo to piss them off. in which case we're kind of just back to "shadowhunters being total dicks to magnus and while alec admires how he handles them easily he's more sad/upset/angry on his behalf that he had to handle them at all" i think
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Yeah of course I'm a tintin fan !!!
Gosh I'm having war flashbacks to my childhood, I'm still a child to be fair lol but yeah when i was about 7-8 years old, all i did was either watch the dvd or read the books !!
Man those days were soo fun and now 🥲🤌🏻
THATS SO COOL AAAAA !!!!! YES I GET YOU those days were definitely so much fun gosh what i would do to go back to them 😭
SAMEE- i remember being obsessed with the film when it first came out in 2011 (i was also 8 years old as well !) and after that i just. fell in love with it. tintin literally became my childhood hero and i watched that film more times that i can possibly count KLKSFJKDF. after the movie i discovered the original comic books (tintin wasnt known in my country during those times so the only way i found out about him was because of the movie) and, needless to say, became obsessed throught my childhood years lol
i just recently and slowly came back to the hyperfixiation after finding one of my old comic books on my bookshelf and brought back all the fond memories that i keep close to my heart :")))
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more sunshine! gojo and grumpy!f reader pleaseeeeeeee I ship so hard
you got it baby
her rage keeps him going.
summary: gojo satoru is trying to get his grumpy girlfriend's attention by flirting with another girl at a party. wrong move.
pairing: sunshine!gojo satoru x grumpy!female reader
content warnings: jealousy, reader being a badass, gojo being madly in love, cursing, adult themes at the end, borderline toxic gojo satoru?
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"Baby."
"Baby."
"Baby."
"Sugarpie."
"Honeybunch-"
"Yes, Satoru?" You sigh, trying to finish the report you need to give Yaga. The frown deepens on your forehead as Satoru moves to sit in front of you, head leaning in, blocking your view of the paper completely.
"Sato-"
"Let's watch a movie." He blatantly says. "I'm bored."
You take a deep breath, pushing his head away. "I'm kind of in the middle of something, Toru."
Recently Yaga has been giving you more reports to fix. It's the kids' reports that are either too messy or filled with too many unnecessary details. It keeps on piling and piling and piling on top of your own work and you barely have time to do... anything, really.
And Satoru being Satoru, is not interested in paperwork. So you have to pick up his share as well, and it's sending you over the edge.
"Come on~" He whines, "It's been a while since you and I spend time together."
"We live under the same roof," You counter, "We go home and leave for work together every day."
He huffs, "It's not the same and you know it."
You sigh, promising him you'll watch something with him soon, but of course, you being busy, it gets forgotten. And it stays that way for a few days until the spring break party Jujutsu High decides to have.
You haven't properly talked to Satoru since then. You know he's upset that you've been so busy, but there's honestly not much you can do. You can only hope he understands and he'll be a bit more patient until things die down at work.
But of course, it doesn't happen that way.
You have to attend the spring break party just as Satoru is also required to. There aren't many people to begin with, but there are some new faces. New and pretty faces.
Stepping into the hall, you cringe at the sight. The higher ups are looking to create a new impression on the new students. It seems they want to look more approachable and 'trendy', seeing how the hard way didn't work so much with your and Satoru's generation.
It looks like a really bad frat party.
"What in the world..."
"Just drink." Shoko hands you a tequila shot while she downs one herself, "We've done more than enough these past few weeks, who cares what this party is about."
You drink the shot and cringe even more at the sharpness. "Oh God- this is horrible."
"It'll get the job done," Shoko chuckles, already downing her second shot.
Sighing, you scan the room to find Satoru. You figure with the spring break coming, you'll have more free time and you both can finally take a vacation together. As an apology for being so busy lately, you've bought tickets and you want to surprise him.
"Hey, have you seen Sato- Oh you've gotta be kidding me."
In your eyesight is Satoru talking very closely to a woman. She's not anyone you know, but from her body language, she's not anyone you want to know. Your eyes squint to assess the situation -- maybe you're overthinking this? Maybe she's just like Miwa, she just admires him- nope. That hand slowly trailing up and down Satoru's arm is not friendly at all.
And Satoru is allowing all of this?
"Shoko," You call her, "Let's go play darts."
"Uh-oh."
Satoru's doing it on purpose. He knows it will irritate you, and he knows technically he shouldn't be doing this, but you've been so busy lately and he's desperate for your attention.
Borderline toxic? Maybe, but again, he's desperate.
And it's not like he's interested in this girl who's talking to him about something she did the other day -- he can't even remember her name. But when he sees you shooting glares his way, a small smirk plays on his lips because he knows he's caught your eye.
He just didn't expect you to take it into such extreme measures.
One second you're sitting by the bar with Shoko, and suddenly there's a red dart that whooshed its way between Satoru and this girl. The dart is right in front of her eyes, almost scratching her nose.
"Oops," He hears the threat in your tone despite the smile on your face. "Looks like I missed my mark."
"By a mile..." Shoko mutters. The target board isn't even anywhere near where Satoru is standing.
You make your way to Satoru and the girl whose face has turned white. "I'll just take that-" you pull the red dart that's quite stuck in the wall, but not before sparing the girl a cold glare, "and if you'll excuse us, I'd like to have a little talk with my boyfriend here."
Satoru lets you drag him by the arm outside. To be completely honest, he's quite turned on. Seeing your possessiveness over him, your rage, your jealousy, he wants all of it.
"Are you done acting up- mmp!"
Satoru pulls you to him, his hand keeping your neck in place so he can kiss you properly while also not letting you escape. He forces his tongue into your mouth, taking your breath away completely.
"Satoru-"
He shushes you, lifting you from the ground to sit on the bench, your legs straddling his waist while still making out with you.
"I'm not done talking-" You finally push him away with a pant. "What's gotten into you?!"
You notice something poking your ass and you slap his shoulder, "Are you seriously getting turned on right now?!"
"Mm, baby," He tries to kiss you again, "You know I love it when you yell at me."
You scoff and grab his chin roughly. "So you did all of that just because you wanted some attention?"
Satoru gulps.
"Are you really that needy, Satoru? Hm?" You tilt your head, peeling his blindfold off. "I guess I have been neglecting you and your needy cock for a while, huh?"
He nods helplessly.
"I guess it is partially my fault for leaving you unattended for so long," Your hand travels down to grab his cock through his pants. "But just so we're clear, Satoru... don't ever pull that shit again, understand?"
He moans and nods his head again.
"Good." You peck his lips, "You're mine. And I don't let anyone just touch what's mine."
Satoru could come right then and there.
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Can I request a racer!bakugo showing off his two most precious things after winning a big race, the trophy and his girl pleaseee?
THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE LOVE LOVE <33 also i can't find it but this is definitely inspired by that one bakugo fic where he's doing a vogue interview about the things he can't leave the house or live without (if anyone knows the link for it please please let me know because it's one of my all-time favorites)
"oh, look! it's bakugo! hey, man!"
"the hell are you doing outside my house?" the interviewer laughs nervously behind the camera, but your boyfriend's scowl doesn't move. it's a wonder that he's still viewed positively in the public eye despite his brash personality. you pinch the bridge of your nose with your fingers and avert your eyes from the second-floor window, sending another prayer begging for him to behave. the interview took place in his own home, for crying out loud. shouldn't he be the most comfortable in his safest space?
the answer is, unfortunately, no.
"i'm uh, here for your '73 questions' interview with vogue. d'you mind if i step inside with you?" he grunts reluctantly in response, swinging the front door open unceremoniously. you pity the poor guy who had to follow your husband around and chuck questions at him like armed grenades; there was always a chance that he would blow up. "so, where were you coming from?"
"grocery store. you want a drink?" good. at least he remembers his manners. "we got water, juice...i ain't giving you alcohol. i don't even know who the hell you are." never mind.
you spend the next 12-something minutes following their one-sided conversation around the house, careful to stay out of sight and silently begging your boyfriend to at least act a little warmer. the only time he does open up, much to the delight of fans, is when he's talking about you.
"'the things most precious to me?' i don't fuckin' know," you can hear him say plainly. you'd resigned to your shared bedroom to finish up some work when you heard the telltale calls of babe, c'mere! babe. babe. babe! from downstairs. with a huff, you set down your pen and make your way into the living room, where you see him holding his latest first-place trophy. it shines under the afternoon sun coming through the backyard windows. the camera pans to you in surprise and you thank your earlier self for wearing something other than pajamas.
"babe, c'mere," he insists and you roll your eyes in exasperation. his arm slips around your waist and you're suddenly hyperaware of the camera that's going to post your image to millions of people. "alright, nerd, you asked me what i wanna show off? they're right here," he boasts proudly and your face starts to heat up. "got my badass lover, my big-ass trophy, and i don't need anything else," he says with unexpected tenderness. "you got that?"
"y-yeah, i got it," the interviewer stutters out. "uh, thank you-"
"the hell do you look so nervous for? i don't fuckin' bite," he says and the man stammers again. "i don't know why i bother doing all this shit," he murmurs in your ear.
"this is why outlets are so scared to interview you, kats," you whisper and he shrugs indifferently. "you scare reporters too easily."
"don't care. i just wanna relax and spend my day off with you. i'm too tired to be dealing with this shit," he grumbles and you laugh under your breath. "baby?"
"hmm?"
"can you do me a big favor?" you narrow your eyes suspiciously while the cameraman fumbles about with his equipment, packing up to leave.
"depends on the favor," you say carefully. "will i need to compromise my morals?" your boyfriend barks out a laugh, and the reporter startles.
"no, no. nothing like that," he reassures you and drops his volume so that only you can hear him. "baby, sweetheart, love of my life?"
"yes, katsuki?"
"please get this man the fuck out of our house."
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