"Hello there"
This person… Mozenrath still hasn't figured out how she manages to end up in his castle every time. No matter how many traps he set, no matter how long he tried to hunt down every corner of the citadel, he could not catch the intruder. It seemed that the solution was very close, he almost grabbed it with his hands, but no.
The guest touched nothing but the pride of the host. This creature comes to him without fear and says some nonsense, not embarrassed to touch him. Ah, if it wasn't so dexterous to avoid his attacks, it would have been buried in the sands long ago.
"Hey, you're popular with princesses and more, didn't you think of finally creating harem? Haha~"
Another nonsense, how long are you going to scoff...?
(haha… I don't know what you should say to that)
“Hello there.”
The insufferable, handsy, wretched—! When he gets his hands on her!!!
He immediately leaped across the table, only to grasp nothing but air. While the gauntlet reacted with dark lightning cracking between his fingertips. He threw the lightning bolt, only for it to miss her by an inch. Then bounce off wall, to wall, to wall, to wall.
Mozenrath climbed off his stomach to his feet, then hopped off the table. Lifting his gauntlet up to reclaim the excess magic, then gave chase.
Illusionary quicksand, closing in walls, sudden one-way portals to volcanic wastelands. This—! This creature evaded all his traps, side stepped every grab, and leaped away from his magic!
What was she!? Even Aladdin wasn’t this dextrously skilled at avoiding everything he threw!
It was infuriating!!!
He hunted her down to every corner of his citadel, yet she was as elusive as ever!
Finally! He had her cornered! He approached slowly. Menacingly. The very air cracking, exuding anger, frustration. Hate.
“Any last words?”
“Hey, you’re popular with the princesses and more, didn’t you think of finally creating a harem? Haha~”
The fire and dust settled almost as quickly as it was summoned. The end result showing a massive, jagged hole in his citadel. The cold air from outside creeping in as he looked at the overview of his land.
Yet he had the nagging feeling he hadn’t seen the last of her.
I can’t wait for Carlos' side of the family to take home the wedding centrepieces Owen worked so hard on putting together lol (if they go with his design which I doubt it). Idk if this is widely known, but Latin@s usually do this when we are at weddings/quinceañeras. So, I can’t wait to see Owen’s confused face and goes all dadzilla on them 😂
Do you guys remember that one time when Bakugou, Todoroki, and those other two characters (whose names I am for getting at the moment) babysat a bunch of kindergartners as part of getting their hero license???
And remember how those kids stole Bakugou's gauntlets and how he gave off angry mom energy when those kids gave back those same gauntlets???
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No?
Well, maybe THIS will jog your memory!!!
Remember now?
Okay, well, I was bored and got an idea that was/is both stupid and funny at the same time.
I decided to take this panel zoom in on our boy and the mom energy he is just simply radiating in this panel and hone in on it!
I added some text, and BOOM instant meme material was born!
And for those who are curious, this was the result....
I have no idea why this is so funny to me, it just is!! 😂
𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 – 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 on a long list of places James hadn’t really wanted to experience. Not in the tactical or practical sense, but more in the mathematical or theoretical sense. Be that as it may, when the government forces you onto the payroll per a presidential pardon, and nudges you into tussles with interdimensional creatures and beings and all manner of science fiction movie nightmares – sometimes you end up in a place where you should have never been; like in a world where all you ever were was a fictional person in a comic book.
Though speaking of fictional people, the man in front of him reminded him of some kind of elf leapt from the pages of a Tolkien novel, but then didn’t say that outloud in fear of either that being terribly offensive or someone telling him Tolkien isn’t real; and both were too much to deal with right then.
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐭. Of all the militaries and terrorist cells James Barnes ever saw, these people didn’t seem remotely cut from anything like the aforementioned. Which didn’t do anything to bring down his heightened guard, but it didn’t give him cause to further bring up his defenses either.
And for whatever it was worth, James was glad it was him and not Sam; 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛.
There was a soft chirrup and a stirring in his leather jacket, but before he could explain the ivory feline in his coat, her head was out and the young guy in the red shirt shrieked “ – 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞 ! 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐀𝐥 – ...” suddenly very aware of the intense looks from his superior officers and of the old soldier himself, the young ensign began a hastened explanation.
“ 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡, 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭��𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬. 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 ? 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 ? 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 ! ”
James looked at the Tolkien Elf and softly asked “ — 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 ? ”