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lildevyl · 3 months
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FebuWhump Day 11: Time Loop
DAY 11: Time Loop
Summary:  Time Keeper has seen the devastation the Syndicate caused.  L’Manburg is nothing but a crater.  If only he had gotten there sooner!  If only he could have saved him!  If only there was a way to prevent this from happening.
TW: Mention of a Major Character Death. Don't worry! The Character doesn't stay dead!
A/N: Okay, more of a Time Travel than a Time Loop but I had this idea stuck in my head for weeks now! Still trying to figure out the chapters for Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic but don't worry! Once I start writing again, updates will be coming!
Thank You all for your Understanding and Patience!
(L’Manburg in the Future)
Time Keeper stood there feeling numb.  The destruction of L’Manburg all around him, Siren laughing maniacally commanding all the officers and riot squads to turn on each other.  Erinyes the “Blood God” has taken on a Blood Lust like no other and began taking on any Hero or Vigilante down with his sword and blood energy.  Orcus was no better, the once well-known Hero Archangel has now become the Angel of Death.  Blacking the skies and having his crows swoop down and attack civilians and killing anyone who dared challenge him to a duel.
Time Keeper stood on top of what was left of the once pristine building that was known throughout as Hero Tower, looking out at L’Manburg, now L’Mancrator or the “Pit” the Blood God called it.  When the Syndicate lost their youngest family member Theseus, they all lost it.  Finally snapped.  If the Heroes refused to honor the Honor Code and have no problem in getting away with murder.  Then the Syndicate will have no problem in doing the same.
The only difference was the Syndicate had no problem in going out into Egopocalpse to gain even more power.  Egopocalpse, the Alternate Universe where they all live from the Real World of their Creators.  Yes, everyone here knows that they are “Characters,” “Alter Egos,” of their Creators.  That is when their Creator and the Community behind them stop making content, whether it is Fan Art, Fan Fiction, Cosplays, Theories, Videos, Clips, Songs, Fan Games, or anything else on Social Media or other Platforms.  Then they, the Characters, would “Fade.”  But some Characters/Egos, like Darkiplier or AntiSepticeye, hate the idea that one day they will fade.  So, they try to take over to keep that from happening.
However, grief can do a lot to someone.  Even though they all know that one day they will fade from this world, just the mere fact of losing someone you love can be devastating.  The Syndicate, desperate to bring their youngest son/brother back, ventured out into Egopocalpse seeking the most powerful Egos they could find.  Phantom and Darkiplier were unable to bring Theseus back, his soul had already moved on to the Other Side and it wouldn’t be the same Theseus if they took a different one from another Multiverse.  But what they could do, however, was to give them each a power like no other.
Siren could command anyone and there would be no limit to the amount of people, and the command would stay even if he left.  But he had to be careful because he could accidentally hurt someone he loved.  He didn’t need to sing for them to be under his control and he would have complete control of anyone who could hear him, even if they covered their ears.  The price was a piece of Siren’s sanity.
Erinyes could cut through any building and slice through anyone with an energy wave and nothing would be able to contain him.  The price would be his blood lust.  The more blood that was spilled the stronger he became to the point of Demigod power and used that energy of the spilled blood to take down anyone who dared to face him.  No Hero or Vigilante would be able to stop him.  Pandora’s Box would never be able to hold him.
Orcus, the once beloved Hero known as the Archangel.  The Guardian Angel of L’Manburg, with the power of Air Bending and Wind, had become the Angel of Death.  He now has the Power of Death.  Able to kill a single person just by touching them and being able to bring that person back as a Zombie completely under his control.  The price was his remorse and empathy.  Orcus would feel no remorse, no empathy, no guilt for anyone, not even his own family.  He’ll still feel love and pride but cannot feel or show any guilt for what he’s done, said, or planned to do even if it cost them dearly.
They all said yes and days after Theseus’s Funeral, they destroyed the one thing that the Hero who killed Theseus loved more than anything else, the City the Hero had sworn to protect.  Killing Millions of innocent lives in their wake.  And the Syndicate true to their word did exactly that.  They planned over five tons of TNT all over the City and detonated it.  Leaving L’Manburg as nothing more than the Crater.
“Hehehehahahahaha!  L’Manburg!  You’re L’Manburg Dream!  An Unfinished Symphony forever unfinished!”  Siren called laughing hysterically at the destruction he caused.
“Thought I might find you here,” a voice said right next to Time Keeper, making the Hero nearly jump out of his skin.
Time Keeper turned around and was face to face with one of the Egos who was responsible for all of this, Phantom.
“What do you want?!”  Time Keeper demanded.
“I can help,” Phantom said, looking at the L’Mancrater with an unreadable expression.  He turned to Time Keeper.  “You called, I heard, I can help.”
“Why?  Why do you want to help?  Why should I believe you?  You’re the reason this even happened!”  Time Keep lost his composure and lost it.  Why now?  Why does Phantom want to help now?!  He was the reason this all happened.  He was the one who offered the deal to the Syndicate in the first place!  All he wants is Chaos and Destruction so why help?
“I’m not the one who caused all this, Time Keeper.  The Hero named Dream who killed Theseus was responsible for all this!  If he didn’t kill the Healer, the one who told Dream that ‘Healers don’t play God, they don’t choose who lives or who dies.  And you, being a Hero, should know that!” 
It was weird hearing Theseus’s exact words and cadence come from Phantom.  “And what did Dream do?  He’s the one who played God and lost.  He killed the youngest member of the Syndicate and did it on live television when the Hero Committee couldn’t pay their way out to the News Networkers and he got caught.”
Time Keeper stayed silent.  He knew.  He knew there was corruption in the Hero Committee but he just kept turning a blind eye and a deaf ear to it all.  Wanting to live in that ignorant life of not knowing.  Believing that the Heroes weren’t killing someone unless they had to.  But after Dream killed Theseus, it’s still unknown even now if it was an actual accident or if Dream did it intentionally.
Time Keeper still remembers Dream begging him to go back in time and stop him from doing this.  To save Theseus!  The mantra of I didn’t, I didn’t, I didn’t I didn’t!  I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean, I didn’t mean!  Bring him back, bring him back, bring him back!  Kept repeating in Time Keepers mind.  He was able to go back in time but not to the exact spot where he was.  He goes back in time and knows what happened those minutes/hours ago before he traveled.  But Time Keeper would wind up where he was before the situation happened and then has to get there in time to stop whatever happened.  But he couldn’t.  Time Keeper no matter how often he traveled just could never make it there in time.
When the Syndicate saw what happened Erinyes went right after Dream, determined to kill him on the spot.  Siren was sobbing and cradling his baby brother.  He looked at the Heroes, ripping his mask off showing everyone who was under there.
“Are you happy?!  Are you finally satisfied that you finally killed a member of us?  You killed a child!  He just turned twenty-one!  He didn’t do anything but fucking heal you all!  He healed Vigilantes, Heroes, and yes us Villains.  Because Healers don’t play God!  Unlike you who have no problem in sending children as soldiers!  Having Orphans and the ones in Foster Care on the front lines just so you can sit in your Penthouse Suites!  What did he do to deserve this?!”  Siren demanded.
“Do you finally believe us?!  When we kept telling you what the Hero Committee was up to?  That they are Corrupt?  That they don’t give a shit?  That they will silence anyone who tries to tell the truth about them experimenting on Hybrids just to make Heroes to control and Villains to show that the world needs Heroes?  Do you finally see what they are?”
No one said a word.  Too shocked by Siren’s outburst and the fact that everyone was seeing his face for the first time.  But the shock soon worn off with the next thing that Siren said.
“Hehehehahahah!  You all will pay!  We will get our revenge and the one thing you treasured and loved more than anything in the world will be destroyed and it will never be able to bring it back.  It’s all your fault Dream!”
Then Siren bent down and grabbed Theseus, scooped him up in his arms, and gave him to Orcus.  Then he ran and lept off the building.
“I suppose you’re right,” Time Keeper said, coming back to reality.  “But what can you do to help?”
“I can send you back.  I know you keep blaming yourself for never being able to save Theseus.  It’ll be before all of this happens.  Years before, when the seeds were planted and Dream began to go down that path.  You can save two people.  Dream from losing himself and going to the Darkside and you can save Theseus from dying.”  Phantom offered.
“How much time will I have to relay the message?”
“Not long.  You can only go back hours in the same timeline but if I do this you will only have minutes to relay the message.  You can warn someone, but I can’t guarantee who you will see.  But if you want to warn the Syndicate then you better warn yourself as well.  I can send you and one other person back momentarily.  But we have to be careful.  Creating that kind of Time Rift can and will have a lot of consequences.”
“What’s the price?”
“Your memory.  You will start to lose your memories the more you travel back or forward in time, more than a few minutes.”
“What about my past self?  Would there be consequences for him?”
“He will start to lose his memory too.  Slowly, but it won’t be that bad.  And you will be seeing parts of the future the minute you cross paths with Theseus and the member of the Syndicate you choose to go back to warn you.  But I must warn you if you say yes, then your time-traveling abilities will get a jumpstart and you will become very powerful.  Demigod powerful.  And if your past self finds a way like your future self has.  There will be a way for you two to talk in a Time Rift but only briefly.”
“What do I have to do?”
(Manifold Hotel)
Jack let out an exasperated sigh when he returned to the back of the bar in the hotel.  It was nights like these that Jack contemplated his life choices.  His Granddad left him, the hotel, and at the time, Jack was overjoyed!  Jack loved the hotel business and always imagined himself taking over one day.  But at this moment with hundreds if not thousands of fans for this “wonderful” Meet N’ Greet with the Heroes.  Jack was seriously starting to see why his parents decided to duck out of the business.  The “Karens,” Jack could handle but these obsessive fans over their favorite Heroes?  Good Primes above!
“Yo, Casey!  We need another round of your famous Chocolate Chip Brownies and another round of Punch!  The fountains are getting low!”  Jack called out to the Kitchen as he made his way to the back to restock the Buffet.  “Casey!  Did you hear me?  Casey?”
When Jack looked up from his tray, his mouth hit the floor.  Everyone in the Kitchen was frozen.  It looked as if they became wax statues with how still everyone was standing.  But what caught Jack’s attention the most was the water from the faucet froze as well.  It was still water, but it didn’t move, it didn’t make a sound.  Then, to Jack's utter surprise colors burst out from the corner warping everything around it, and the sound of energy crackling through the air was heard.  And Jack felt a power like no other run up his spine.
The person who stepped out of the “Warp” was the last person Jack had ever expected to see.  Time Keeper.  Time Keeper was standing in front of Jack but he looked completely different.  Time Keeper’s hair was a lot longer, nearly shoulder length, and several scars littered across his face and chest.  Gone was Time Keeper’s trademark colorful hoodie, replaced by a dark Steampunk coat and shirt with Time Keeper’s trademark swirl.  Time Keeper’s goggles were also different, purple and teal lenses, high tech too.  But what caught Jack off guard was that one of the Time Keeper’s hands was a mechanical hand.
“Time Keeper?”  Jack asked barely above a whisper.
“Boreas,” Time Keeper greeted with a nod.  “Oh, wait, you don’t go by that right now.  You go by?  Frostbite right?”
“I - I don’t know what you’re talking about Time Keeper,” Jack said, perplexed that a Hero knew his Villain Identity.
“I don’t have a lot of time, Boreas, but I need your help,” Time Keeper said with authority.  Time Keeper then handed Jack/Boreas a small journal.  “The future, the one I just came from, is bleak.  Save him!  Save the Healer!  The future you went to warn my past self since I can’t do that.  Hopefully, the both of you will prevent L’Manburg from being a Crater.”
“What happened?”
“The Healer died, and the Syndicate went mad with grief of losing their family member.  Help him!  Help my past self save the Healer as I couldn’t in the future.  Maybe now, with the Time Rift, we change that.”  Time Keeper said.
“Wait!  Time Keeper!  Save who?!”  Jack demanded.  And then he went after Time Keeper who stepped back into the Warp again.  “Time Keeper!”  Jack shouted and rushed through the double doors.  Finding himself in a hallway full of guests looking at him.
Jack ignored them and tried to find Time Keeper but he was nowhere to be found.  Jack then looked down at the journal that Time Keeper gave him and opened it.  He froze upon seeing the picture that was in the journal.  Oh no! No, no, no, no!  Not the kid!  The kid’s the Healer that they’re supposed to save.  Jack didn’t realize that his hands were shaking and he never heard Casey calling his name several times trying to get his attention.
Jack slammed the book shut, shoved it in his pocket, whipped out his phone called the first person he could think of, and ran towards his room.
“Phil!  Emergency Meeting!  Tonight!  ASAP!”
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mariatesstruther · 4 months
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tangled au with tommy and maria
maria as badass rapunzel and tommy as cocky flynn rider
idk why this just appeared in my brain but i feel i must share w you
okay okay okay maddie ur a mf genius for this like wow. WOW. i will admit, my mind immediately went “how do i make it so maria’s dad is still good” bc in my mind hank is never evil so its a lil different from tangled, but it def still works because like. here’s how it could all start
maybe maria’s mother, dorinda, was like a witch or sorcereress. maybe her family’s lineage was blessed with the same drop of sunlight that blessed the flower in tangled, or maybe she’s fae-descendant. either way, she has a magic garden full of flowers with magical properties and shit: anti-aging tulips, sick-remedy sunflowers, good-luck clovers, that kinda thing. her and maria’s father try at first to keep themselves secret, but it gets hard because she’s known to their small village as a healer. everyone tries to keep the news of her magic under wraps when it comes to outsiders because they know that, if word got out about maria’s mother, she would be quickly taken away by the king and queen, and locked away forever in the castle
so the secret stays buried—at least until maria is born. at this point, it’s virtually impossible to keep maria or her mother’s powers a secret, because maria is even more powerful than her forbearer. flowers bloom when she laughs, animals go haywire when she cries, and anyone who has the privilege of twisting her hair is blessed with a surge of healthful youth. dorinda has always had the power to heal people with her plants and herbs, but maria’s abilities are external and as powerful as she’s ever seen. she knows instantly she needs to be protected, so she and hank agree to do what’s necessary: they disappear to protect maria. with the help of the villagers, they give away all of dorinda’s magic plants and burn the roots away. they’re gone before maria reaches three months old
decades later, when the old queen falls deathly ill, the castle sends out gaurds to every corner of the kingdom looking for magic. they’ve heard rumors of the villager’s healer, a commoner witch with the powers necessary to save the queen, so the king orders them to raise hell until she’s found. village by village, soldiers interrogate everyone for information on the secret healer’s identity. eventually, they have a lead on a hideout and find them
before they’re stolen away to the castle, dorinda makes a deal with the king: that she can remain the queen’s nurse, dedicating her life to keeping her alive, but only if her daughter remains a protected secret. the king agrees, and they all decide it’s best for maria to be locked away somewhere safe, where her powers wouldn’t be witnessed by anyone.
so NOW we’re at tangled: maria is locked away in a tower and only gets occasional visits from her father, when he can get away from the castle. tommy, former blacksmith and current fugitive, is on the run from castle guards when he happens upon maria’s tower and hoists himself up with a pick-axe. she wipes him out with her cast iron pan, and it’s love at first knock-out
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hippiichi · 2 years
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doodles of some guys and also those same guys in a ya botw zelda au
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snom-pixelates · 1 year
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c!Tommy: [saying c!Sam would make a great Vice President for his country] c!Sam, agreeing: I WOULD make a great vice president for your country, Tommy me, who knows how deathly serious c!Sam takes every single little thing, abuses his power, enforces laws with an iron fist, and acts like a cocky, holier-than-thou asshole whenever he has authority over anything: hoh boy he sure eowuld make agrea t vice preistnde for yuor countrtyt, TOmmy
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luxeberries · 2 years
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steve running head first into danger not in spite of the fact he knows he could get hurt but because he knows he could get hurt but at least that means no one else is
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gn4wz-0n-b0n3z · 5 months
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w8 should i make a blog abt my main clangen clan CiderClan. the country cats. i likely wont be able to make art of them but i kinda wanna liveblog important events that happen to them
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bronzetomatoes · 2 years
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Wait wasn’t it confirmed that motherinnit was the goddess of Life? Isn’t c!Tommy also canonically a demigod?
uhhhhhh i dunno if its canon or if motherinnit just liked fanart BUT. if it works it works hehe i like that
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noforkingclue · 5 months
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I warned you it's brain rot. It's Tommy Shelby brain rot-
But Tommy Shelby has a nurse who knows not to ask too many questions, who lets injured Peaky blinders into her house and helps them quietly. He's been there himself, so has Arthur, John. Finn once, too, but for a scraped knee on the street.
And Thomas has always regarded her as one of his-his men, his assest, whatever. And he's been slowly learning about her-she talks when she works, to distract, put them at ease, and it lets him learn more about her-she likes horses, for instance. Where she grew up, the basics of how she ended up here-and he pays her well enough, and she doesn't seem fool enough to turn coat.
But there are moments...moments where he's injured, where it's her and him in the room, smelling of blood, of pain and that soft voice and comfort-and he knows in those moments she's not just his nurse. Not just a healer he wants to keep around because her stitches are clean and neat, and her mouth shut.
So when Grace the fucking barmaid squeals about her to the coppers-he's not exactly a happy man. And Tommy Shelby angry is a sight to behold.
Note: requests are currently closed
Of course anon! I hope I got all the details in the request as it was a long on!
Enjoy!
Title: Vengeance
Warnings: descriptions of violence against women
Peaky Blinders tag list: @stylesofloki, @ohshititsfenharel, @lenaskyler02, @elenavampire21, @swordofawriter, @zablife, @cillmequick, @polishcrazyone, @nataliewalker93
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“I’m going to fucking kill him,” Arthur growled, “once we find out who did this their going to wish they hadn’t been fucking born.”
“Arthur-“
“They fucking hurt y/n,” Arthur said, “Y/n? What has she ever done?”
“She fucking helped us,” said John, “how many times have you been to her?”
“Not as much as you fucking have.”
Tommy was looking into the main bar, smoking silently. He had remained quiet while his brothers discussed what happened and their plans for your attacker. Well, Arthur and John had. Finn remained quiet and very pale, clutching a glass of whiskey so tightly that Tommy thought he was going to break it. That would only add to their problems seeing as you wouldn’t be able to pull the glass out. Tommy had seen Finn wiping his eyes but subtlety was never Finn’s strong points.
“Boys.”
Polly stood in front of Tommy. He glanced over her shoulder and looked at you huddled in a booth. Polly pushed her was passed him and Tommy shut the door behind her.
“How is she?” asked John
“What a fucking stupid question,” snapped Polly before sighing and running a hand over her face, “how do you think? She needs time so, don’t-“
“You need to leave.” Said Tommy
“Excuse me?” said Polly, venom in her voice
“I’m going to speak to her.”
“She doesn’t need that at the moment, especially from you.”
Tommy looked over and locked eyes with Polly.
“I need to speak to her.”
“Tom-“ said Arthur
“Fuck off.” Tommy said as he left the room
Your head jerked up when you heard the door open but you seemed to relax slightly when you realised it was only Tommy. He sat down opposite you and was vaguely aware of his brothers and Polly leaving. Neither of you spoke for a while. You ran a thumb over the rim of your glass and Tommy lit a cigarette and offered it to you. You took it with shaking hands and his eyes dropping down to the cuts on your hands. Deep scratches along the palms of yours hands, knuckles had the skin scrapped away. When he looked up at your face he felt the familiar bubbling rage resurface.
Your left eye was an ugly purple colour and swollen shut. Your bottom lip has been cut open and starting to scab over. Your nose was now slightly crooked and he could see the traces of blood around your nostrils. From the way you drew deep shaking breath, wincing every so often, he guessed that your ribs had been broken.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “this shouldn’t have happened.”
You took a deep drag of your cigarette and said,
“I knew that this could happen when I started helping.”
“You didn’t deserve it.”
“I work for the Shelby’s.”
“Which is why we’re going to find out who did this and kill him.”
You blinked in surprise and smiled bitterly.
“Never knew you cared.”
“Why wouldn’t I? You’re one of us.”
And maybe it was because Tommy liked you a bit too much. You always helped him and his men, probably more often then you should’ve. You stayed up late, humouring an old (and secretly lonely) man. Telling him stories of your life before the Blinders, telling him about your day and in return getting some small snippets of his life in return. In the dark of the night, in a room that smelt of blood and alcohol, the two of you grew closer.
And it was this that had sealed your fate.
“Love, you need to tell me what you can remember.”
“I… can’t.”
“Anything.”
“They blindfolded me.”
Ah.
“But, he had an accent.”
“Hmm.”
“Irish, I think.”
“Irish,” Tommy let out a chuckle, “think I know who you mean. He’d hate for you to call him Irish though.”
“Huh?”
You jumped when there was a clink by the bar. Tommy looked over at it sharply and saw Grace by the bar. A tense silence fell over the room before Tommy said,
“And how long have you been there?”
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that-sweet-jester · 1 year
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The BenchTrio pt.1
I've been inspired yet again, background below, enjoy my ramblings
excuse my english, it's been some time since i wrote anything in it
-TOMMY-
Full Name: Tommy Innit (not yet Craft) but in the stage of becoming so. Voluntarliy. But not really. As always, the Syndicate trio looked at this child and said mine now. Tommy had to comply.
Alias: Just as with Siren, I didn't really wanna go with the most popular choice and come up with something myself, but after some searching I settled on Theseus anyway. LOOK. Tommy always wanted to be a hero, the good guy who can really change stuff and help the others. That's why he settled on the name of one of the greek's most popular heroes. He was the BIG GUY, THE BESTEST OF THE BEST, THE ONLY MAN EVER. However, the real reason was, that because of his powers, he was mostly confined to the healing quarters, he couldn't really prove himself on the field. The name was supposed to lift his spirit, pretend that if he could get a chance he could live up to it. THINGS CHANGED, when one day he was exceptionally let on a mission and stumbled upon a hurt Syndicate member (cough cliché cough) Perses(Techno). In the myth, Asclepius was the god of medicine, he was such a good healer, he started bringing people back to life. Now, the gods didn't like that, mostly because people were supposed to die and to not change their nature, but we'll ignore that and implement my story. The Commission wanted the villains gone and suddenly some guy is helping and healing them?? Nope. That's why they wanted the guy who was the cause gone. Just like in the myth Aeslepius was killed for his actions, so The Commission declared Tommy their enemy after they found out it's him. THEY KILLED HIS HERO STATUS. But he was reborn into a vigilante Asclepius, just like Asclepius in the myth was ressurected and became a god. Of course it was the Syndicate that came up with the name. 💥💥💥💥
Powers: I also thought about different powers, but after I came up with the stuff above, it all just fell into place.
So in my incomplete lore, when Tommy somehow meets Siren for the first time, when he's still a hero, they start fighting. Normally Wilbur would just start using his voice, BUT Tommy is quicker and more agile and manages to touch Wilbur.
One of his powers is emotion manipulation, he touches someone, he can alter what they feel. So when he puts his hand on Wil, he's able to do just that. (warning - my half-assed attempt at writing a fanfiction snippet)
Wilbur suddenly falls on his knees, hands shooting up to clutch his face which morphs into a horror filled expression. Trembling, unable to use his own powers, he looks up to Tommy.
"W-what did you do?!"
Tommy, shocked himself, stands still hovering over Siren. Looking at the image of the powerful villain crumbling before him, he slowly comes to his senses and starts to grab his compromised opponent. Yet, as he's about to do just that, in the last effort of self perseverance Siren lashes out at him, knocking him over, then while still trembling, runs away. When Tommy's able to pick himself up from the sudden attack, the villain is gone.
When he's part of the BenchTrio and an unofficial Syndicate member, he helps Wilbur and Techno with their emotions, that come with their powers. Wil, with his emotional stability, because let's be real, if you could command people to do whatever you want you could go a lil crazy with the power, and Techno, with his bloodlust state and sensory overload that the voices cause.
I think healing powers are kinda self explanatory. Touch, wound go brr and disappears. The bigger the damage the more energy it takes.
Additional info: His suit is not as proffesional as the others, because he has not yet been fully involved with The Syndicate. Therefore it's mostly scraps from his old costume and homemade parts. The others have proffesional gear made by The Syndicate.
-TUBBO-
Full Name: Tubbo Underscore
Alias: Atom, due his powers, no real story here. He was deemed by The Commission as too dangerous, his power too unstable and cast away to "retirement". He didn't want to fully join The Syndicate, but decided to work with them and became a vigilante. He was named Hephaestus.
"As a smithing god, Hephaestus made all the weapons of the gods in Olympus. He served as the blacksmith of the gods, and was worshipped in the manufacturing and industrial centres of Greece, particularly Athens."
Tubbo created weapons for The Syndicate.
Powers: He's able to create nuclear brusts that deal grave damage, but he tries to use this power as rarely as possible as not to destroy too much, opting to small blasts from his hands. However, he must be careful because his power is also linked to his emotions and if angered, distraught or scared he can lash out and burst with energy creating big explosion around him. That was the reason why The Commission feared him and wanted to get rid of him. They also didn't provide any useful ways of dealing with said powers, that's why he was unable to fully control them. HERE COMES TOMMAE with his powers, dudes helping bros.
Enhanced intelligence - my boy's a teenager and can build complex weapons - here's why.
FUN FACT: -that i came up with after coloring the drawing. Tubbo's costume is black and yellow, that's why Tommy calls him Beeboy.
Also, his suit was partily supposed to resemble those yellow hazmat suits (at least the hood).
-RANBOO-
Full Name: Ranboo Beloved
Alias: Due to his powers he was named Spectre. The Commission never fully trusted him, because of his memory problems and thought he might spill their beans. He convinced Tubbo to leave The Commission after him. He was named Lethe. "The shades of the dead were required to drink the waters of the Lethe in order to forget their earthly life. [..] Virgil writes that it is only when the dead have had their memories erased by the Lethe that they may be reincarnated." Ranboo was tasked with convincing and recruiting new members of The Syndicate. In a way he was the threshold between their old and new life.
Powers: Standard teleportation. Enhanced reflexes came form the idea that when Endermen are angered they become really fast :p. Also, the mask he's wearing works as a noctovisor. Where did that idea come from? Endermen canonically see the world in inverted colors which kinda looks like as if you used nightvision. Also he should probably see where he is teleporting.
BENCHTRIO LORE: The name BenchTrio, in this case, was made up as a joke, that all three of them were often benched while still working in The Commission. Tommy, because of healing powers, Tubbo because of his instability and Ranboo because of his memory problems.
If you've made it through the whole text ily <3
damn i love using greek mythology as a reference for this stuff it makes my brain go brrr.
As always I'm listing some of the fics that inspired me the most:
The Oath of Hippocrates by Melatonin_High
tommyinnit’s clinic for supervillains by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti)
Welcome Home Theseus by SoulfirePhoenix
Give them the love they deserve!!
Now I'm onto finishing a little strip of comic for this universe >:333
Also enjoy my bff's reaction to me writing all that shit to her at 4 am:
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I fucking love your avatar writings omg!! I would love to see you write a tsu’tey x reader were reader is Jake and Tommy’s triplet sister and she shows up at home tree one day (human or as an avatar) and Tsu’tey is forced to take care of her while Neytiri is with Jake. Maybe she’s a doctor and it’s like the healer to Tsu’tey’s warrior, whatever you’d like!
Stretch out and Wait
Pairing- Tsu'tey x reader
Summary- Your triplet Jake Sully winds up getting you into some deep shit, it so you thought.
Warnings- just a little bit of blood, and animal trying to kill Tsu'tey, killing said animal but not depicted, kissing
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This wasn't supposed to happen.
Tommy wasn't supposed to die, Jake wasn't supposed to take his place, and you definitely weren't supposed to get chased by a thantor through the jungle of Pandora.
You and Tommy became scientists together after you got your degree in medical, obviously you both did your own thing but you were supposed to do the Avatar program together. But then he was shot, you were alone in the program. Or so you thought, when you awoke from crypto and met your team you met with an all too familiar face, well your face. Jake your other triplet.
"Jake?" You called out questionably. Him and some other guy turned around. "Y/N." He smiled as he wheeled to you. You give him a short hug. "What are you doing here?" You ask since he was a marine not a scientist. "I'm taking Tommy's place in the program and it seems we're on the same team." He said and you shook your head.
And now here you are running from something trying to kill you because your brother just couldn't not touch stuff. You jumped into the water Jake not far behind you.
Coming up from the freezing water you gasp thrashing through the rough waves of the water getting to the shore. The thantor gave one loud roar as it ran away from the edge of the waterfall. You got up picking Jake up by his backpack that was ripped open. "Come on dumbass." You say.
And now Eclipse had fallen over Pandora and the natural beauty and dangers came out. You watched as Jake lit a stick on fire as small creatures surrounded you two. "Shit shit shit." You say throwing a punch to one of the animals trying to claw at you. And then suddenly a tall woman jumped from a tree and killed the bigger animal out of them all, she whispered a chant as she slid a dagger into the animal. And then she stood up walking away but Jake had to follow her.
You stumbled back as did Jake as you stood on a tree branch that you could easily fall to your death on the woman stopped and glared at the two of you. "I wanted to say thank you for killing that thing." He said and you internally shook your head before pinching him. "Ow Y/N-'' was cut off by the woman he just angered. "You do not thank that did not need to happen, you two are like babies." She hissed and then the sound of horse hoofs stomping came towards you and you only sighed. When the stomping came to an end a pack of what you suspected to be warriors surrounded you and your brother some got off of their horses pointing the spears at you and you put your hands up and motioned for Jake to do the same.
A man who led them was talking to Neytiri in Na'vi, good thing you studied it for half your life. "Why have you brought these demons, Neytiri." He spoke to her. "Y/N what are they saying-" he said and you glared at him as they did as well. "Shut up, are you trying to get us killed?" You say and his eyes widen as he finally shuts up. "They are demons, we have to kill them." He said and your eyes dropped. "No it is the will of Eywa." And your shoulders drop at least you wouldn't be killed now. But it was worse now they were taking you to the Olo'eyktan and Tsahik. "We're so dead." You whisper.
After a long walk and a few spears poking at your back you made it to what they called hometree. When you entered many clutched their children close, some hissed at you. And finally you made it to the Olo'eyktan not wanting to be thought of as disrespectful you tilted your head at the older man and he only looked you up and down along with glaring at your brother who looked like a clueless baby. "Why have you brought these demons here daughter you know we kill them-." Cut off by Neytiri, "Father it is the will of Eywa she landed on my bow and it was as if she was telling me not to kill them." She told her father and he seemed skeptical. "Who are you?" He said in broken English to Jake. "I am Jake Sully and this is-" he said pointing to you just to be cut off by the older man.
"I will ask her about herself. What are you, JakeSully?" He spoke. "I am a," he swam around in his thoughts because they probably wouldn't know what a marine was. "I'm a warrior of the Jarhead clan." He said and you internally punched yourself. "Warrior?" The man who brought you to them yelled. "I could kill him right now." He stomped his way over being stopped by multiple Na'vi.
Then you thought it best you intervened, stepping in front of Jake pushing him back. "He isn't the best warrior as you all are." You say in Na'vi the clan looked taken back only humans they knew that could speak Na'vi was Grace. "He was a soldier and now he just uses his abilities as a soldier to protect people." You explain and Jake shakes his head even though he has no clue what you had just said. "And you? Are you a soldier?" The Olo'eyktan asked and you shook your head profusely. "I'm a healer." You said. "And I also know things about space, the atmosphere, and plants." You explain and he shakes his head.
And then everyone went quiet as a woman walked down the staircase that led into the tree. She was Tsahik you suspected from the way everyone respected her and moved carving a path towards you.
When she made it Neytiri bowed her head and you looked only at the ground. She grasped your face and examined you, you didn't hold fear in your eyes but nervousness. It confused you as if scared to disappoint her and not that she might kill. She let go coming towards your brother and you pray that he doesn't do anything stupid.
After a minute. "If it is the will of Eywa then they will learn the ways of our people." She hisses at the few who went to object, making them go silent once more. "Neytiri's you will teach this JakeSully the ways of our people, and you," she said, now turning to you, ignoring the pitiful protest of her daughter. "I will teach you the way of healing as Na'vi do not as the sky people and Tsu'tey will accompany us." She said and the man who threatened your brother looked taken back but held his protest in.
When you changed into the clothes of Na'vi you felt bare, cheeks tinted a darker blue as you looked at how little was covered. You followed Jake to Neytiri and Tsu'tey apologizing to whoever he stepped on.
And finally you made it to the fire they say at. It was quiet as you ate and Jake spoke with Neytiri. He was making a fool of himself and you only shook your head and chuckled a little as he said 'Neytili' instead of Neytiri. And then another Na'vi sat next to you and Tsu'tey was glaring at both of you and Jake.
"Hi my name's Za'uk." The male introduced. You smiled and tilted your head down. He did the same. "So a few of us were wondering if you and JakeSully are mates." The man's words brought everyone's attention to him. You dropped your food onto the ground and a look of disgust fell on your face as you looked at Jake who had the same look.
"This is my brother, my triplet." You say and Za'uk laughs before apologizing. "What is a triplet?" He asked. "We grew in our mothers stomach together with our other brother Tommy." You say smiling at the thought of Tommy. Za'uk shook his head before his mother called him and he left.
Tsu'teys glare softened as he saw how you interacted with Za'uk and how you didn't feel scared or threatened by the Na'vi or felt superior. He couldn't lie that you were attractive but you were a sky person. He shook his head. It must be the fruit he ate.
And then training began for you both. Mo'at was a good teacher, better than any you had on earth. She taught you how to make bandages out of leaves, how to make medication from the maple of trees and nectar of flowers, she would allow you to go and get the herbs from the forest because she knew you were capable. But Tsu'tey always had to accompany you.
He hated it, he hated how he felt when you bent down to grab herbs and flowers, he hated how he felt when he saw how rough you get when having to gut the meat he caught. He hated how he felt, he was embarrassed how easily you could crawl under his skin.
So here he is walking into the forest with you on his tail. "Dude, wait up, you're the one accompanying me remember." You joke and he scoffs as he stops and waits for you to catch up.
When you did he went to walk again and you ran now walking at the same pace.
The close proximity of you two made him feel like he was on fire, "Eywa what have I done to deserve this." He thought looking up at the sky.
As he looked at the sky you looked at his eyes trailing to his nose the way it twitches every so often, then his string jaw that stayed clenched, and his big arms that had a few scraps, and his neck that had a necklace strapped over it. And then you blinked a few times, maybe you should talk to him?
"I like the necklace." You say and you internally cringe as you walk faster to the tree and his head turns to you.
"What." He said harshly and he bit his lip in regret on how harsh he was.
"Your necklace." You say as you pick the flowers Mo'at needed and he touches his jewelry. "I like it." His eyes widened like his necklace he felt a strange swell of pride in his chest.
And then something knocked him to the ground and his spear knocked in front of you. He fought the animal trying to claw his eyes out. You turned your eyes widened as blood poured from his arms, dropping the basket you picked the spear up and pierced the back of the animal who was on Tsu'tey.
It fell next to him, getting the dagger from your satchel you bent down and said the chant Mo'at and Eytukan taught you about. The soul of the creature went into the wind with Eywa.
Tsu'tey watches in awe, it was settled he was in love with you.
His cut up arms supported him in the dirt. You turn around and look at the cuts on his chest and arms and gasp.
You grab something from your bag and crawl next to him.
It was a salve and some leaf bandages. You put the mixture on his cuts making him hiss but the look you have him shut him up. And the pain went away as you gently put the mini bandages over the cuts.
He sat up as you did on your knees and watches as you put everything back into the satchel and the plants into the basket for Mo'at. It was quiet for a while.
Until he spoke.
"Thank you for," he began. He hated saying thank you. "Thank you." He said again and you giggled. "For saying you." You finish his sentence and he closes his eyes as he shakes his head. "Yes, for saving me." He said and then he rubs his neck thinking of a gift of appreciation for you as he doesn't know what to do and then he had an idea.
Unclipping the necklace from.his neck he held it in his hands looking into your confused eyes and brought it forward to you.
"For you." He said and you shake your head. "Thank you." You say as you smile. "Turn around, let me put it in." He said and your cheeks burned bright as you turned your back to him and his slender finger reached around and pressed the necklace on your skin. He felt confident for some reason and kissed the small of your neck before locking the jewelry on you.
The feeling of his soft lips on your neck burned into you and your face was flushed. You turn around and he smiles at you as you cup his face placing a small kiss on his cheek. "Thank you Ma Tsu'tey." You say pressing your forehead to his as he closes his eyes. "Anything for you Ma Y/N."
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Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic Chapter 10: On Patrol
Summary: On one of their patrols, Nuke and Ender ran into one of L'Manburg's infamous Vigilantes.
Chapter inspired by Tommy's Ultra-Important Keychain by SeriouslyCalmmitous
TW: Not much in the Trigger Warning area for this chapter. Mention of Anxiety, and some Violence (not major but there is some in this), and Mild Threat.
A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR! I'm slowly but surely writing some chapters so I can update weekly again. Not gonna lie, it's getting difficult where I want to go from here. I have ideas but I have no idea on where to put them.
So, if the story seems "Outta Place" in certain areas. I will try to piece them back together. Enjoy!
(East Side)
To say that Tubbo and Ranboo were nervous would be an understatement.  Tubbo felt like there were some kind of beehive in his stomach, the way it kept churning.  Ranboo’s anxiety kept flaring up, hands shaking, several what ifs kept going through his head.  Tubbo’s own anxiety wasn’t much better.
It’s been over a month since both Tubbo and Ranboo had seen Orcus and Siren come out of their apartment.  And when Nuke and Ender had asked Arachnid for help.  Tubbo secretly hoped that it was literally a misunderstanding on the Syndicate’s part.  That they just got the address confused, of their actual healer and wound up stumbling upon Tommy and Siren just used his powers to make Tommy forget the whole thing.  But until they hear back from Arachnid, that’s all Tubbo could do, was hope!
Which was why both him and Ranboo were standing on top of one of the apartment buildings on East Side.  Both of them needed a huge distraction to try and take their minds off of things until they hear back from Arachnid.  Tubbo had his radio out so they could hear what’s going on from the Cops Radios.
“Armed Robbery at 419 Main Street East Side, Monarch’s Clothing.  Suspects are armed and need to proceed with caution.”  Came over the radio.
Tubbo turned to Ranboo, it was time for Nuke and Ender.
(Monarch’s Clothing)
Earlier that day, Eret was smiling a mile wide as he read the News Report.  Two new Vigilantes were in town, Nuke and Ender and so far they made quite a debut!  Literally helping out one of L’Manburg’s top twenty Heroes, Arachnid.  Well they couldn’t have helped out a better Hero than them!  Arachnid was pretty neutral when it came to Vigilantes.  Now, if a Vigilante vandalized a certain property like say, Mixer, under a protest.  Then Arachnid would arrest the Vigilante or at least attempt to (after they were done laughing his butt off).  But if a Vigilante was actually protecting part of the City, then Arachnid would either let them be or actually offer to help.
Eret had to admit, they were actually kinda impressed with the new Vigilantes debut.  Not a lot of Vigilantes would take the risk of helping a Hero and being so exposed to the press.  Nuke and Ender on the other had no problem in doing just that.  With a little more practice and a few more years of experience Eret’s pretty sure that Nuke and Ender could be a good team for East Side.
“Excuse me, sir,” a man in a black pristine suit said, drawing Eret’s attention away from the computer.  “Do you know where I might be able to find the owner of this store?  I like to talk to her.”
Eret gave a condescending smile to the man.  It’s not uncommon for people to assume that the owner of a Fashion Store is a woman.  “I’m the owner of this store, and my name is Eret.  I also go by they/them.”  Eret offered their hand to shake the other guy’s hand.
“Oh of course, of course.  My apologies.  My name is Gene Torey and I have a proposition for you and your store!”  Gene says taking out his business card and handing it over to Eret.
Eret looked at the business card with a grim expression.  Ah, yes, he knew exactly who Gene Torey was.  He was the owner of Torey’s Fashion Studios, with several stores in West End and the Hero District.  There was even talk of him opening up a couple of new stores in the South Bay District.  Eret was anything but impressed.
Torey’s Fashion Studio was the utmost scum of the Earth in the Fashion Industry that Eret has ever met!  Torey’s would purposely hire new fashion designers straight out of college on internships, get them to sign prenups that their lawyers had drawn and never go over the specifics with the new interns.  And literally steal the interns designs!
Eret had the pleasure when one designer sought them out as Baron and explained the whole situation.  Torey’s Fashion Studio was holding a brand new intern's designs hostage.  It was either signed over the rights to all of their designs to Torey’s Fashion Studio or Torey’s Legal Team was about to Black List the new intern.  Meaning that the intern wouldn’t have been able to get a job anywhere in the Fashion Industry.
Oh yes, Eret was very familiar with them.  They’re surprised that Torey’s was still around after that scandal had made the news.
“Oh yes, I’m very familiar with Torey’s Fashion Studio.  You guys have stores in nearly all the districts.  What does this have to do with my shop?”  Eret demanded, throwing the pleasantries out the window.
“Well, we like to make your shop one of our own!  I think this place has great potential to be even more outstanding, don’t you think?”
“The answer is no!  Torey’s Fashion Studio is nothing more than a freakin’ scam in the Fashion Industry!  I’m surprised you guys are still around after the Baron exposed you for the frauds that you are!”  Eret said leaving no room for argument.
“Yes, well, the Baron ,” Torey spat.  “Had made a crucial mistake that came out in the courts.  You should really reconsider Mr. Eret.  I hate to see anything  .  .  .   happened to this establishment . ”
“Are you threatening me?”  Eret asked, raising an eyebrow.
“What?!  No!  Not at all!  It’s just that you know, East Side has a high crime rate -”
“Get out!”  Eret shouted, shoving Torey out the door.  “Get out now!”
(East Side, Later that Night)
Motha was flying around East Side enjoying the cool air under her wings, while patrolling.  Motha loved being a Vigilante!  It was so freeing and the best part was that she was able to finally do what the damn Hero Committee, the Order, wouldn’t let her do.  Be an actual Hero and help save lives.  Motha stopped on the roof of some random building and took a few deep breaths.  No use in getting worked up over some old memories.
Motha, like her brother Arachnid, signed up for the Hero Program, wanting to actually be a Hybrid Hero to show everyone that you can be something no matter what!  Well that dream came crashing down when Motha got a heavy dose of reality.  The so-called “Hero Committee” was nothing more than a bunch of old Heroes stuck in their ways!
There was so much politics and certain clicks that you had to be a part of in order to actually be taken seriously.  Not to mention that if the Hero Committee deems your power too “Weak” in their opinion, then you either don’t make it in the Hero Program or like what happened to Motha.  Just be pushed to the side as a Sidekick!
They didn’t even put her as a Hero but as a “Hero-in-Training.”  Translation: “We don’t think your Hero material but since you’ve managed to pass the Hero Program we’re going to have you stick by an actual Hero to learn from.”
Meaning, that you would be put with a Hero and the Hero is your boss and has full control of your pay and what not.  And you don’t even get any credit!  The Hero that you’re the Sidekick to gets all the credit, all the publicity, all the attention, all the perks, all the praise.  Even if you’re the one that saved the day or saved the Hero, you just got overlooked, glossed over, shunned, pretended you were never there.
So, Motha did something that was in the Order’s eyes considered the utmost traitorous and sinful act possible!  Next to actually becoming a Villain.  ( Huh, I wonder if Mom wouldn’t mind teaching me then? )  Motha actually quit!   She left the Hero Tower and became a Vigilante instead.  Of course the Order couldn’t take that lying down so what did they do?  They kept her on as a “Hero” even though her Prime Damn Hero License expired!   They still have her in the system as “Suspended Indefinitely” even though she fully left.  Handed in her resignation, flipped the one in charge of the Committee off and stormed out.  Never to be returned!
Sure she helped out a few Heroes in battle but that’s because the “Minor” Heroes needed help!  The top dogs were too busy doing whatever and of course the Hero Committee would always say, “Help is on the way!”  And it would take them a good half an hour or so to finally show up, defeat the Villain and get all the glory while the actual Heroes that did all the work got a slap on the back and half hearted, “Good Job!”
Yeah, to say Motha wasn’t happy or impressed was a freaking understatement!  Don’t get her wrong, Motha is super proud of her brother, Arachnid!  That dude went through so much just to get where he is!  And proved that he’s just as good as the “Dream Team” or whatever they want to call themselves.
Alright Motha, focus!  You need to calm down!  Yes, no one will hear this inner monolog rant but you need to focus!  You can’t stop crime if you're dwelling on old memories.  Suddenly a moth appeared and landed on Motha’s extended hand.
“Why hello there!  Find anything interesting?”  Motha asked.  The moth told Motha that there was a store about to be robbed.  It spotted a group of thugs heading towards Eret’s!
“Alright let’s go!”  Motha said, spreading her wings and taking off.
(Monarch’s Clothing)
It had been a long day!  Eret was still fuming from the audacity of Torey!  Oh Eret knew perfectly well what the so-called “Critical Mistake” was.  Torey’s Lawyers wound up scaring a few of the interns and literally paid for their silence and to drop the charges.  Luckily they weren’t able to scar them all off and the court proceedings went off without a hitch.  It was one of the most publicized court cases ever!
Eret had nearly gotten themself arrested just by showing up at the Courthouse  in full costume as Baron.  Luckily the Heroes understood that Baron was there for the Witnesses and was a Witness themself.  It was difficult when both Eret and Baron had to be at the Courthouse.  Good thing Eret was on Neutral Terms with a lot of Villains and the more “Villainess” Vigilantes.  Jester and McCormick had saved their butt during those times.
Oh Eret couldn’t wait to finally take down Torey’s Fashion Studio and expose them for the frauds that they are! After saving and sending their reports to their bookkeeper, shutting everything down and locking the safe and Office up.  Eret was about to lock up and then head home, when a crash from the front of the store caught their attention.  Heading to the front of the store, Eret saw a bunch of thugs ransacking the place.
Of course Torey wasn’t going to take Eret saying no and calling them out.  That was another thing about Torey’s that made Eret’s blood boil.  If there was any type of competition then Torey’s would make sure there was no competition by any means necessary.  Including staging a break in and destroying the place.
Eret hit the silent alarm, alerting the cops and was about to dash in the back and quickly change into his Baron costume.  When they heard a familiar female voice.
“Excuse me, but don’t you know it’s past closing time?”  Motha was standing in the doorway leaning against the door frame, arms crossed and what Eret could only assume a raised eyebrow.
One of the thugs charged at Motha and in three quick moves, the thug was down for the count.  And that was all it took, like a signal that was setoff, the group of thugs charged at Motha.  Hoping the numbers game would be enough.  Motha was holding her own, dodging and tanking many hits and strikes.  While landing mostly all of hers.  Then the door burst open and in came Nuke and Ender.
Eret just stood there and watched the fight unfold.  All three Vigilantes were doing well.  It was clear that Nuke and Ender have some training but not nearly enough.  Both of them at least were holding their own without having to rely on their powers.  In about ten minutes, Motha, Nuke and Ender were zip tying the thugs hands to the clothing racks (very clever) and taping weapons to the wall.  Then Motha came over to check on Eret.
“Hey, Eret!  Long time no see!”  Motha greeted.
“Motha, good to see you.  And you must be Nuke and Ender?”  Eret held out their hand.  “I’m Eret, I own this place.  You guys had quite a debut.”
“Eret here helps all Vigilantes with their suits.  In exchange we help keep an eye out for their business.”
“Well, it’s more than that!  You guys do what the Heroes are supposed to do.  Stopping Crime.  So, I offer my services as best as I can.”
“We’ll think about if we need an upgrade,” Nuke said.
“Alright, you guys need to head out before the cops show up,” Eret said.
And with that Ender grabbed both Nuke and Motha and disappeared in a cloud of purple particles.
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Characters:
Nuke - Tubbo Ender - Ranboo Motha - Martha (OC) Baron - Eret Arachnid - Spyder (OC) Mixer - Arden Weird (Mentioned) (OC based off my friend Arden @weirdmixofweirdness
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Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @nightfuryobsessed, @isa-ghost, @septic-dr-schneep, @tracobuttons, @a-humble-narcissus, @ghostsknewmynights, @luna-moonblood, @ashedflower
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Fic Recomendations
Does have a lot of Y/N stories  but if you want to get rid of that you can use the interactive fic extension heres the link!
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A soon to be IF. Rewritten and better than ever.
You’re a powerful witch and talented healer, though few know that much of your abilities stem from your ‘unique relationship’ with Death. When you’re not healing ailments, both magical and mundane, you’re helping Death collect the souls of the dead.
When Death goes missing you have no choice but to track him down, aided by a badgering customer and a responsible Ankou.
Inspired by tales like Godfather Death and The Thief and His Master.
Characters Of Interest
Death
Grim / Mr Grimes / Mort / Death | Pinterest
The personification of the primordial force of Death. An emotionally distant but physically reoccurring presence in your life.
The Ankou (F RO)
Jules Laurent | Info | Pinterest
One of Death’s ghostly assistants. She’s taken well to the responsibility of her role. Down to earth and kind hearted.
The Heir (Gender Selectable RO)
Linden Basileus | Info | Pinterest
Their attempt to stay calm about the Death Curse that looms above their head is easy to see through. They’ve made it clear your relationship them is strictly business and strictly confidential, even if they just won’t leave you alone.
The Witch Queen
Maeve Basileus | Pinterest
Powerful, regal, and scheming. The noble matriarch of the Witches. Its unknown just how old she is, but she still reigns with a iron grasp.
The Ghost
Tommie Rhys | Pinterest
He’s dead. He’s angry. He doesn’t like you, but that seems to be a common theme lately.
The Thief (Gender Selectable RO)
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The Usurper (M RO)
Kosmas | Info | Pinterest
The only man who poses a threat to the Witch Queen (Allegedly).
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Need if there’s one thing I’ve always admired about your writing it’s how well you blend characters, setting, and plot, especially in TCFSV, Stars, and Glass. Is there a trick to it that I’m missing??
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hmm this is a tricky question. for one thing it's a little vague as to what you mean by 'blending' all these elements, so while I think I get what you mean I could be wrong so sorry if my answer isn't what you meant
this is a balancing act I think every writer struggles with and you never really get it down pat. kind of like what I've said about pacing, blending all these different elements of a story together is something you just kind of learn how to do by doing. I think one of the reasons it's something I can do without having to worry too much about it is because I've watched a lot of movies in my life. like, a frankly ridiculous amount. I know how stories are told. different narrative structures have been ingrained into my head over the course of two decades, so coming up with plots that blend into the characters and setting feels more natural I guess?
it's still something I have to think about though. I think if you're trying to blend setting and plot together, one of the easiest ways to do that is to establish your setting first and then figure out what in that setting you can use for plot points. I want to give an example with rose, but that'll be spoilers. so instead I'll bring up stars
(warning, spoilers for the stars and their children)
in stars, I believe I established fairly early on that wilbur and tommy were being kept in a guest wing of the palace, while the area phil and techno's rooms were in was a separate wing. later on in the story, after wilbur and tommy have their major fight, phil allows wilbur to stay in this separate part of the palace reserved only for him and techno. the setting itself makes sense, of course there's a guest wing vs a personal wing in a palace. but also it plays into the plot. it physically separates the brothers which only exacerbates the issues they're having with each other. the setting they're directly serves the plot, making them feel connected.
when it comes to blending characters and plot, I think what you mean is tying character development and/or relationships into the plot itself. not to get too into the definition of plot or anything, but if you want your character to have a character arc in your story then your plot needs to move the character down that path. whether the plot is caused by the character themselves (tommy in honey and tangerines chooses to spend time at phil's place which eventually leads to their reconciliation) or the character is being moved by outside forces (glass!wilbur being kidnapped by tommy at the start of glass) the plot should be pushing them along their arc. but the entire plot doesn't have to revolve around the characters arc either, and the character arc can be just a side effect of the plot. I think clinic is a good example of this, because the larger plot is the heroes vs villains narrative going on that tommy simply gets sucked into. but because he gets sucked into things, he's forced to have his own character development as he first rejects but later embraces his role as a healer.
also, something I'm still learning is how to tie relationship development and plot beats together. of course you can carve out separate quiet moments that aren't exactly plot related to show two characters having moments where they get closer, but you can also have those relationship growth moments happen during plot beats. in rose, I need tommy and wilbur to bond and get close. tommy is already in a precarious position as a potential heir, so the fact that someone attempted to get him killed with the bandits attacking their carriage is unsurprising and shows an escalation in the plot of him taking his place as a possible heir. but this is also what causes wilbur and tommy to become closer. kill two birds with one stone and all.
overall it's a tricky thing like I said, and really something you get a feel for the more you write. but try to think of ways to tie these different elements of a story into each other. how can your setting serve the plot? how can your plot help characters grow?
hope that helps!
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julkie · 4 months
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fanfiction writers were right once again, healer!tommy is canon and he WILL cure your whoop
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musings-of-a-rose · 1 year
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Musings-of-a-rose's Fic Recs
Musings-of-a-rose’s fic rec list (never complete and always adding!)
This will always be a work in progress, as I will always be adding fics! 
If you need more and can’t wait for me to update, you can search on my blog for #fic rec and all of them will come up!
Frankie “Catfish” Morales:
Fix You by @astoryisaloveaffair
Howl by @astoryisaloveaffair
My Drug is My Baby (age gap) by @astoryisaloveaffair
Run Through the Jungle by @astoryisaloveaffair
The Bachlorette AU by @icanbeyourjedi
Sex Worker Frankie AU by @prolix-yuy
Still of the Night (Signs/Triple Frontier mashup) by @foli-vora
Trustworthy by @need-a-fugue
The Candyman by @hopeamarsu (this is a series but I’m linking chapter 1 here)
Oberyn Martell:
Burning Bright by @tropes-and-tales
And So We Sing in Elegies by @haildoodles-writing
Pero Tovar:
My Mercenary Bold by @astoryisaloveaffair
Petrichor by @rainontherooftops
Cathedrals of Our Own by @haylzcyon
The Cross by @blueeyesatnight 
Safe Haven by @marvel-and-mischief
Wedding Night by @absurdthirst
Zach Wellison:
You’re So Classic by @chaoticgeminate
Inn Over Your Head by @javierpinme
Max Phillips:
Take the Pain Away by @icanbeyourjedi
Dave York:
Baby, Let the Games Begin by @wyn-n-tonic
Maxwell Lord:
Shutterbug by @lowlights
What’s Love Got to Do With It by @storiesofthefandomlovers
Din Djarin:
Healer by @bestintheparsec
Marcus Pike:
Our Last Christmas by @supernaturalgirl20
Javi G:
Insatiable by @javierpinme
Hush by @javier-pena
Agent Whiskey:
Harder to Hold by @brandyllyn
The Traveler by @silksaddle
Marcus Moreno:
Yo Te Prometo by @marvelousmermaid
Here Without You Now by @wyn-n-tonic
Javier Peña:
Better Love by @disgruntledspacedad
It Takes Two by @icanbeyourjedi
Self Sacrifice by @albertasunrise
Into the Dark by @juletheghoul
Hermosa by @keala on Ao3
Joel Miller:
Days of You and Me by @wyn-n-tonic 
That’s a Real Fucking Legacy by @wyn-n-tonic
Dieter Bravo:
Disturbia by @astoryisaloveaffair
Win a Date With Dieter Bravo by @icanbeyourjedi
Simulated by @prolix-yuy
Teacher Ben (SNL):
Love, Wings, and Football by @icanbeyourjedi
Rainy Days by @chaoticgeminate
Well Read by @wyn-n-tonic
The Thief
Enigma by @javier-pena
Tim Rockford:
Apple Pie America by @rainontherooftops
Jay Castillo:
The Wedding Date by @icanbeyourjedi
Triple Frontier Boys:
The Audition by @astoryisaloveaffair
Santiago “Pope” Garcia:
The Best of Us by @a-bang-for-your-bucky
Benjamin “Benny” Miller:
I Got Away With You by @mermaidxatxheart
I’ll Be Your Brightside by @dameronscopilot
Only You by @albertasunrise
Timing Is Everything by @theewokingdead
Benergy by @theewokingdead
La Primera Fiesta by @marvelousmermaid
Looking For You by @green-socks
Commitment Issues by @coweye
Sunshine State by @brewsterispunkk
William “Ironhead” Miller:
Return to Honeymoon by @carni-val
Bucky Barnes “Winter Soldier”:
Paint Me a Memory by @mermaidxatxheart
My One and Only by @mermaidxatxheart
Almost Had Me Believing It by @tuiccim
Poe Dameron:
The Bet by @no-droids
The Art of Falling by @brandyllyn
Clint Barton “Hawkeye”:
Sure Shot by @astoryisaloveaffair
Rhett Abbott (Outer Range):
Sacred Oasis by @wyn-n-tonic
Selfish by @dameronscopilot
Lessons by @wyn-n-tonic
Tommy Miller (The Last of Us - HBO):
That’s a Real Fucking Legacy by @wyn-n-tonic
I’ll Have Another by @wyn-n-tonic
Violent Delights, Violent Ends by @ay0nha 
I Need You to Tell Me I’m Good by @psychedelic-ink
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