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Okay since Julia is a foster parent and takes kids to parks a lot, I thought about something like this happening! I did not draw the backgrounds, just used pictures of Central Park haha.
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elisaphoenix13 · 1 month
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Deja Vu
"Are you okay?"
Stephen came back to himself with a small gasp and he looked up to find himself looking at Tony. Just...younger. There was less gray in his hair and they were still standing in the Sanctum and it took a few moments for reality to set in and for the sorcerer to realize what had just happened.
Specifically that nothing happened.
He and Tony weren't married, let alone dating. He still lived at the Sanctum with Wong, the Avengers were still broken up...and there were no kids. The realization that his children either weren't his own or didn't exist yet made Stephen feel empty. The vision had felt so real. He could still feel the warmth Tony gave off against his back when he fell asleep just last night (or did he?), and feeling Athena sleeping at the foot of the bed. He was even waiting for this to be some sick joke and his kids would come barrelling through the door arguing about who got to choose the next movie to watch.
But he knew it wouldn't happen. Not yet. Nothing had come to pass. Not even Peter's aunt dying in the accident. May Parker was still alive and well. Stephen was just...Stephen. Sorcerer Supreme. He wasn't anyone's mom, spouse, or matriarch. He was just one of the sorcerer's residing in Greenwich Village.
He felt his skin get clammy and he had to resist the urge to bring up his lunch because he wanted it back. He didn't want to go through all of it again. He wanted his kids now. He wanted the chaos and the noise that the Sanctum was almost completely devoid of.
But he had to, didn't he? Go through all the pain and suffering, the happy moments, the sad…and if that's what it took to get all of that back, Stephen would do it in an instant. He wanted that happiness back…he yearned for it, and he wasn't the only one who deserved it. So did Tony. The very man he fell in love with and was still looking at him in concern.
“I'm fine,” Stephen finally manages to answer while rubbing the bridge of his nose. At least physically. Mentally was an entirely different ballpark. He still felt a small urge to vomit…to lash out and beg for this to be a dream.
“Sure, Doc. I'll believe that when you're not paler than the moon. Better get you a chair.” Tony was already looking for one before he even finished his sentence, and then Stephen felt himself being led to the couch in the foyer. He sat down without argument and made himself breathe through the nausea as Tony sat next to him. “So what's going on?”
Stephen breathes out a pathetic laugh. “If I told you, you'd think I was insane.”
“Guess we won't know unless you tell me.”
If Stephen didn't have that vision, he would have told Tony off…but he knew better. He knew Tony hid his kindness behind smart remarks, but Stephen knew he wasn't ready to hear about what he just experienced. Then being together, having a family, and with the Avengers back together…it was a lot to chew on.
“Maybe later,” he answers quietly. If he could get that vision to be real again, maybe there would be a later.
“Fair enough. Something too intense to recover from immediately right?” Tony says as he gets back to his feet. “I've had nightmares like that. Anyway, glad to see you don't have any magical mishaps here.”
“You'll just cause them if you keep touching everything,” Stephen snorts and Tony barks out a laugh.
“Felt like touching. The engineer in me I guess.” Tony heads for the front door. “Get better soon, Doc. I don't want to be the one dealing with the magical end of things.”
Then he was gone. And Stephen felt empty again. The Sanctum was silent and he couldn't feel Tony's comforting heat…it all felt wrong. He couldn't live like this. Not after seeing what could be.
But then the doorbell rang about an hour later and when Stephen answered it, he found a bag by the door. It held hot soup and a note that made Stephen think that maybe it could happen after all.
Something told me that you'd be terrible about taking care of yourself since you're a doctor. Took the liberty of ordering you some soup. Get well soon, Doc. -T
As Stephen pocketed the receipt with the note and picked up the bag, he couldn't help but smile to himself. He'd have to send the older man a thank you. Something along the lines of calling the man an asshole.
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It worked of course. Tony took it as a challenge of snark and it brought him to Stephen's door more and more. Then everything began to feel familiar to Stephen. The lunches at the Sanctum, the constant quips that he remembered hearing, and their first kiss in Tony's living room…
Everything was back to the way it was. Stephen had to go through all the pain and suffering again but it was worth it to have his family back. It was worth having Valerie glued to his leg since William was still at school, to have Lucy running around in her diaper because she refused to wear any other clothes, and to hear Diana arguing with Harley and Peter over the TV. 
He didn't feel empty anymore.
“You alright, Duchess?” Tony asks from beside him as he cuts up some vegetables. “You look like you saw a ghost.”
Stephen shakes his head and focuses back on the task at hand. Namely cutting the last couple of strawberries for Valerie that would hold her over until dinner. “I'm fine.”
“That's just as believable as when you said it when we first met,” Tony huffs. “You looked the same then and you gave me the same answer. Which you never explained to me by the way.”
Stephen looks at him with surprise. “You remember that?”
“I'm old, not senile.” Tony says and Stephen chuckles.
“I really am fine. What happened then was the complete opposite of now.” He starts. “I…saw this back then.”
Tony blinks and stops cutting to look over at the sorcerer. “Wait…this?”
“The kids…us…I lived it. I looked like a ghost because I was torn away from it. It was all a vision and it made me feel sick.” Stephen tells him as he hands the bowl of strawberries down to Valerie and watches her walk over to the table with them. “It was the happiest I've ever been in my life and it was just a dream.”
“And now?” Tony asks carefully, gently taking Stephen's hand, making him smile.
“It's real. I made sure of it. Even if it wasn't, I would do it all again without hesitation.” Stephen reassures. “The vision was just so intense and realistic that it took a lot out of me at the time. I also don't think you would have believed me at the time.”
“I…maybe.” Tony admits. “I was still a little suspicious of it at the time. Are you sure you're okay now?”
Stephen nods. “I'm just relieved. That's all. If I knew this was possible and wasn't able to get it again…”
“But it was and you do,” Tony says firmly before lifting Stephen's hand to kiss the back of it. “I'd hate to imagine what it would be like without you.”
The doctor’s smile drops a bit. “I've seen that too. It's not good.”
“Guess I should thank those witch doctors of yours that they blessed you with visions,” Tony smirks and Stephen rolls his eyes.
“I can't believe you just referred to the Vishanti as witch doctors.”
“You still love me.”
Stephen’s smile returns and he sighs softly. “I always will.”
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doyouknowthistmntau · 4 months
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Do you know Mama Bear AU by @boots-with-the-fur-club??
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thebubblesareevil · 5 months
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Random question
So I’m currently like 19 chapters deep into writing a big brother Danny fic and….ive already mentioned that Danny did the paperwork to legally claim earth as his territory.
No idea if I’m gonna do it or how…but
I kinda want to throw in some massive threat at one point whos trying to take over the world and Danny just…. Says sorry occupado
Even pulls out the paperwork to prove it!
So 2 questions, who should the big bad be and should I just have Danny do this in human form? Like the world watching as this baby adult says finders keepers and pulls out the fucking receipts to some intergalactic threat who actually reads the papers???
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tangledinink · 11 months
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leo blindly says yes, anything for a fan u w u
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Death Warrant!Au
When the rejuvenating, life-extending effects of ectoplasm to the dead and dying was discovered by planets across the stars, it triggered mass conflicts that left several systems obliterated beyond repair. Hundreds of Billions had migrated to the Realms in numbers that were never seen before by the residence of the dead. They had various forms of damage and disfigurement on their new forms as a result of the ectoplasm being weaponized and used on them. Their very beings were corrupted beyond repair with their minds significantly altered with highly specified obsessions.
• Peoples from the destroyed worlds being so afraid that they lashed out, ripping anything that saw them to pieces out of fear of being attacked.
A serpentine creature of the Realms eagerly stalking them and fed upon their cores to grow stronger.
• Soldiers of these races were hell-bent on continuing to fight and proceeded to attempt subjugate this dimension that was new to them. Their rage guiding them blindly as they left paths of destruction throughout the realm.
A beast, wrongly slaughtered in the early madness of an delicate fledgling world that happened to be rich with ectoplasm followed the warpath and basked in the rage.
Eventually, more creatures like them came to prominence as a result of these strange new victims. Being aspects of emotion that were born from the masses in the war.
The Ghost King during this time period could not sit idly by and watch these newly born ghosts run rampant and terrorize his kingdom. With a heavy heart and a weapon in hand, a call to arms was called and the purge of these beings began. It tooks thousands of years, but when the last corrupted ghost was destroyed, the King took to the realm of living and wiped away all traces of the Realms from the minds of the survivors with all recollections of this terrible war for ectoplasm erased from history.
As his rested his eyes one final time, before the Tyrant would cowardly claim his life, made a major, sacred declaration that all citizens was made:
• If any hostile, mutant ghosts were to be found, they were to captured and examined by the king's council to await judgement. If they are too dangerous to restrain and seek bloody violence, they are to be destroyed.
• Any scientists trying to use ectoplasm for endangering life were to be have their memories erased and put to the sword for their crimes.
• Anyone foolish enough to Defy Death using ectoplasm, the greatest violation of the laws in the infinite Realms, they were to be put to death as and immediately given their Second End.
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When Pariah Dark, the Cowardly Tyrant King, is defeated and Danny fianlly takes the throne after a few centuries of training, the Observers hand him a compiled a list of names who violated these sacred laws.
They have him start with Earth and Danny's jaw hits the floor with what the charges he was seeing. He can already hear the chaos in the meeting room.
• Amanda Waller, Vandal Savage, Darkseid, Granny Goodness, a court of owls(?)...the list is long, and that's just Earth alone!
• Jack "The Goddamn Joker" Napier and a few of the more violent Rouges of Gotham are charged with Veil Destabilization.
Even Jason Peter Todd Wayne...the Red Hood!? Danny can probably work something with Jason, force him into therapy sessions (along with the whole damn family) with Jazz and a couple cleansing sessions and supplements from Frostbite...the others had to go...
The continued slaughter of the innocent, combined with the suffering they endured and the misery felt by Shades who couldn't move on was making the veil deteriorate at dangerous speeds. New pits would form across the city eventually as a result.
Lady Gotham has done everything she can to keep the madness from happening but she can't hold it back any longer. Her core is ready to shatter under the stress and is constantly in agony, but she won't abandon her knights, despite Danny's pleas to save herself.
There's a certain brigade of furry's who may or may not like this news but said brigade had no choice but to take it on the chin. They have children who Defied Death in their ranks and the Realms are not afraid to destroy anyone foolish enough to stop them.
• Lex Luther is charged with crimes against humanity. And several other violations in regards to unethical experimentation.
One sticks out to Danny.
Lex used Danny's stolen DNA from a stray core shard from the Guys in White, who he was was funding in secret, even after they were disbanded, to create a clone comprised of the Earth's resident Kryptonian, the bald bastard, and himself to kill and replace said Kryptonian...the guy who literally helps save the earth time and time again from doom.
...Yeah, Lex is undoubtedly, fucked beyond total comprehension. Anyone defending him was risking all-out war with the Infinite Realms.
But hey, at least Danny was finally having child of his own! The little tyke is only a few years old in the tube, Ellie's visits are far and in-between and Danny's status as a Halfa made him sterile and develop an embarrassingly strong case of baby fever.
He's sure the ghosts from Krypton would love to help out in raising Conner in case Kal-El wasn't really planning on being around the boy. After all, being cloned himself, Danny knows the emotional baggage that comes with being violated to this degree by your enemy.
He just hopes the guy can come around and accept the little guy...
#dp x dc#dc x dp#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc crossover#justice league#danny phantom#my prompts#Death Warrant!Au#I've seen fics were Danny Time Travels to fix things#I've also read were he gains amnesia so he accidentally lives in the past until he remembers who he is#Lex Luthor is a bitch with a very slappable bald head that Danny is gonna smack the soul out of#Danny is gonna hook up Jason with therapy from Jazz and cleansing sessions with Frostbite#When Damien is finally born and with Bruce is the day everyone in the League of Assassins is gonna get wiped off the face the fucking Earth#You don't fuck with the abyss because it'll do more than simply look back#Eldritch Mama Bear!Danny#Conner is gonna be spoiled rotten#If Damien is also partially Danny's kid he wont wait and waste the League the second he can grab him#Being the 'Demon's Head' doesn't mean jackshit when the ectoplasm youve been uskng is the equivalent of used toilet water#Bruce Wayne x Danny Fenton x Clark Kent#Clark was worried his many times great grandfather was hitting on him#But Danny told him that he helped save krytpon and found the house kf El so there no blood relation#Due to amnesia inflicted during his time traveling Danny accidently created the embodiments lf Emotion from each Lantern Corps#Danny's first anniversary gift is bringing Bruce and Clark's parents to Earth to spend tkme with them#Bruce is afraid this will be the last time he gets to see them but Danny tells him he and Clark can tag along for Jason's treatment#Alfred is happy for his boy and is happy to see Thomas and Martha#Conner and Clark bonding with Jor-El and Lara Lor-Van about Krypton culture
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stardust948 · 8 months
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Ursa: *catches Zutara cuddling*
Zuko: Oh! Uh, Katara... and I are friends from school.
Katara with her arm still around him: Yeah, yeah! We were just catching up.
Ursa: Ohhh! Don't take him from me!
Katara, blushing: *removes arm*
Zuko: Mom-
Ursa, laughing: I'm just kidding. He's grounded, so you can't.
Ursa, serious: Don't break his heart.
Zuko: Mom!
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kettlefire · 11 months
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Danny finds Vlad.
The house felt... Wrong. That was the best way Danny would explain it as he approached his front door.
The air seemed thicker, a darkness seemed to shadow over the Fenton home. And just his house. A glance around his neighbourhood confirmed it.
Anxiety and terror gripped heavy at his heart, in a way Danny couldn't explain. He slowly unlocked the front door and entered the house.
It felt almost like diving into an ice cool pool of water, but not as comforting. The chill that reached his bones was not the type of cold he liked.
Heat seemed to lick at the edges of his existence. Pushing and shoving against him, but just out of reach.
A shiver ran down his spine, a familiar puff of air followed.
Danny knew it wasn't danger. Whatever ghost that was here wasn't a threat. Not with the way the house's security system hadn't kicked in.
Not in the way his parents were chatting animatedly in the kitchen. Munching away at leftover pizza and fudge as they spoke of their current experiment.
"Danny-Boy! You wont believe this!"
"We have none other than the Wisconsion Ghost in the lab!"
The heat suddenly made sense. Danny turned wide eyes toward the closed lab doors. His parents excitment only fueled his fear.
They had Vlad.
They had him, and they could have done absolutely anything to him. The lack of mentioning Vladimir Masters only meant one thing.
Vlad hasn't broken.
"Feel free to take a look, we'll be down in a bit after our break."
Maddie's words with kind and light but that did nothing to stop Danny from suddenly feeling terrified.
For the first time, Danny truly felt terrified by his parents. A strange sense of fligh or fight filled him at the sight of them.
The smell of fresh ectoplasm that clinged to them. The traces still noticeable in the threads of their jumpsuits.
Danny barely managed to force an excited smile, taking his mother up on the offer. Made his way down the lab stairs on shaking knees.
He barely stopped the scream from tearing itself from his throat. Tears filled his eyes as he stared at the scene before him.
Plasmius, no, Vlad was restrained to the table that has haunted Danny's nightmares in the past. Metal securing his limbs, a thicker, greener piece wrapped tightly around his throat.
Black hair splayed unrully against the table, an IV was attached to one arm, a strange green and pink substance inside.
"Vlad."
Danny voice shook and cracked as he spoke, soft steps leading him closer to the still figure.
Bile rose in the back from his throat, tears finally springing free at the sight.
Pale blue-tinted skin peeled back to expose the array of organs laid beneath. Ribs cracked and pulled open.
That wasn't what did it. No, it was the glowing red and orange core that stared back at him. The piece of muscle that used to protect is pulled back just the same.
"Daniel?"
Vlad's voice was hoarse enough to allude to the screaming he likely did. Hazed over red eyes gazed over at the teen. A hand twitched.
Danny couldn't stopped the choked sound that left him. With shaking hands, he tried to make quick work of putting him back together. Shifting skin, bone, muscle and viscera back in it's place.
Letting out soft apologies at ever pained noise Vlad made. Every soft curse, or muscle twitch.
Ears perked and ready to warn of his parents decent if they came down before he was done.
He hoped against everything they didn't. He didn't think he could ever look at his parents the same ever again. Not without the images flashing before his eyes, and bile rising once more.
The teen did the best he could to detatch himself from the fact at hand. The enemy that he had to put back together.
The enemy he's called a monster on more than one occasion. Right now, the only monsters he could think of were his parents.
Right now, Vlad wasn't just his enemy. He was the man who helped him learn more about being a Halfa. He was the man that protected him from his own parents, even in the middle of battle.
He was the only other Halfa in existence.
He was his God-Father.
Even if Vlad hissed at the touch, Danny coated the incisions in a layer of ice. Ensuring there would be no concern of spillage once he moved him.
Next, the restrains were removed. Following was the removal of the IV.
Summoning all his strength to hold up the limp body of Vlad against him. Brain trying to figure out the next course of action.
"Home."
The word was so soft and broken, without his enhanced hearing, Danny was sure he would have missed it.
It felt like ages, yet not long enough before Danny found himself at Vlad's mansion. Laying him down in the first bed he found.
Watched as the ice melted away into steam, Vlad's core finally kicking in to take over. More smoke rose as the skin at the incision mark bubbled and reddened. Burning together and closed.
Danny quickly gathered an ointment Vlad had in his bathroom medicine cabinet, likely to help their ghostly nature. Along with a damp towel, bottled water, and a prescription for high-dose pain medication.
He made quick work at trying to help Vlad get more comfortable. Trying to be as gentle as he could, still apologizing every time Vlad made a noise of pain and discomfort.
The aggressive heat Danny felt before had give way, leaving being a soft warm feeling of a camp fire. Vlad's eyes flickered open and closed, trying to watch Danny despite the exhaustion that pulled at him.
Moments blurred together, and Danny wasn't sure when Vlad reverted back to human form. The shift made Vlad look all the more like a victim of monsters than when he had the inhumane touches.
Danny couldn't pull himself from Vlad, staying right by his side as he softly wiped sweat from his forehead, and held his hand.
Despite everything Vlad has put him through, Danny couldn't leave him. Not like this. Not now. Not ever.
"Thank you, Little Badger."
Danny swallowed against the lump in his throat, squeezing the hand he held as tears leaked from Vlad's blue eyes.
Exhaustion seemed to finally win the battle, Vlad settled into medicated sleep. Danny whispering a promise that he wasn't going anywhere.
Because he wasn't.
There was no way in hell that Danny was going back home. He couldn't. It didn't matter if his parents might never do this to him if they ever found out.
What matter was that they actually did it. After all the talk, and threats for years, they finally actually did it.
They held a ghost defenseless and trapped, and cut him opened. Reveled in it. They had been bursting with pride and excitment at their work. Fear and disgust slowly gave way to anger.
He was never going back.
And he'll be damned if he let them get their hands on Vlad once again.
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A crossover between my Mama Bear AU’s Mikey and @daboyau’s leave luanne Mikey!
Four wakes up in an unfamiliar place. Usually when his eyes open in the morning he’s staring up at shadowy rafters and feeling the aches and nausea from their blood drawing of the previous day.
So far he’s completely fine and looking up at a ceiling of pale yellow next to a wall adorned with soft, twinkling lights.
He’s mesmerized.
Lights aren’t usually this…..nice. They always tended to be somewhat blinding or cold when they’re the ones inside.
He’s pulled away from staring and bolts straight up when he smells something delicious wafting his way.
His new view however confuses him a lot more.
All around him is as soft as the lights.
Blankets, pillows, stuffed animals, various items probably belonging to people scattered around as if they would not be punished for it.
A mrrbt sound causes him to look down.
His jaw drops.
A fuzzy creature is laying across his legs and looking up at him so adorably.
Th creature stretches out its arms while curling its back before pressing a paw to his plastron.
Four very carefully picks up the creature, taking in the way its fur feels against his hand and the sudden and audible vibration coming from it.
He holds it close and presses his face against the creature’s. There’s no way to describe the joy he feels as it nuzzles back and tickles his face with its whiskers.
Eventually, it wriggles out of his hold and hops onto the floor.
He pouts slightly before swinging his legs over and standing up.
Something feels off right away.
He’s taller.
How could he have changed height? An experiment Draxum didn’t tell them about? Does that mean everyone would be bigger?
Is that why they were taken to wherever this is?
Another sniff of the delicious smell fills his mind with more need to eat rather than figuring anything out.
It’s odd he’s smelling something like this when they only eat on extraction days.
It’s even more odd when he sees where the smell is coming from.
A woman, a human of all things, is cooking!
A real live human! Right in front of him!
And standing next to…..Draxum?
Where is his helmet?
Why is he wearing different clothing?
Why isn’t he getting rid of the human?
“I told you I am not adding mystic items to this soup.” The woman says firmly.
Four is completely shocked that she’s speaking to him that way and not immediately getting punished.
“Don’t you want them to have all the necessary items to grow strong and healthy?” Draxum insists.
“You already mutated them to survive anything, and meat and vegetables are more than enough to help with that.”
Four’s mouth waters.
Meat and vegetables? Together? That pot looks so large!
What is happening?
Draxum notices Four standing there, making him slightly nervous that he isn’t supposed to be interrupting.
“Did you sleep well?”
Four blinks in surprise.
“U-Um…..yes, sir….”
Draxum looks at him like he’s said the wrong thing.
Four panics.
“I mean yes, lord Baron Draxum sir!” He quickly salutes.
The woman laughs.
Draxum grumbles.
“I was just asking a question. There’s no need to be sarcastic like your brothers.”
He’s not mad? And the woman can laugh at it too!? Who is she!?
“I’m….I’m sorry….”
The woman nudges Draxum.
“You made him upset! You know what you should do.”
Draxum sighs and opens up his arms.
“Fine. Come here for your hug.”
Four’s mind immediately goes to thinking this is some sort of test but quickly disregards that in favor of getting a hug from his creator.
He leaps into his arms and hugs him tightly, nuzzling him like he did the creature earlier, savoring every last second of this interaction.
Draxum hugs him back close and pats his head.
“Yes yes, there there, other comforting phrases.”
Four smiles widely.
Never in his wildest dreams would he imagine Draxum acting this way.
“Here, taste the soup and see if it needs anything added to it.” The woman says as she holds a spoon up to his mouth.
Four doesn’t even blow on it as he quickly takes it into his mouth. The warm taste dribbles into his mouth and down his throat. He takes great care in chewing the meat and vegetables.
“Honey, be careful! That was still hot! Are you okay? Is your tongue burnt?”
Four shakes his head, still with his wide smile. It’s so silly to him that she’s worried about something like that. He’s probably healed already and the pain is nothing compared to the training and experiments he goes through anyways.
He finally swallows the food.
“It tastes great! Can I have more?”
The woman still looks concerned, but answers anyways.
“Once Luke and your brothers get back we can all eat.”
Four squeals loudly in happiness.
He gets to see all them outside of training!? And they get to enjoy the food together!? They don’t even need to give blood!?
Is this a dream?
If it is, he hopes his brothers are having the same one, along with the warm feeling of soup in their stomachs.
Who’s Luke?
Do they get to meet someone new!?
He hears a door open.
“Oh, there they are.” The woman continues.
Four hops off Draxum and rushes back into the other room.
He trips over his own feet, still not used to this height, and his hands scramble to try to stay standing.
Arms catch him, but not before he accidentally pulls something off whoever caught him.
He looks up and sees a giant yokai standing right in front of him.
Four is star struck.
The yokai, Luke he’s guessing from what the woman said, is large in both height in size. There’s scales covering his body, claws on his hand, and a large tail behind him.
“A-Are you okay? What did you trip on?”
“I’m okay! And my own feet! You are so cool!!” Mikey pulls himself over Luke’s shoulder so he can sit on top.
Luke places a hand on his calf to keep Mikey steady and shyly looks to the side.
“Th-Thank you. Can I have my necklace back please?”
Mikey drops the item in his hand back to Luke.
“Graceful one second and falling over the next. That’s our little brother.” A familiar but slightly deeper voice comments.
Four quickly looks at the source of the voice.
It sounds like Three, but it’s slightly deeper than how he usually sounds.
He seems like a brother, but not…..his brother.
Not exactly.
He’s older, a couple of years at most.
He’s so…..happy, relaxed.
In a real way.
Not for pretend.
He also has a very different outfit but one that still matches with Two and One who also seem different in the same ways.
“Three…? Is that really you?”
Leo looks at him in confusion.
“Three? What, are you ranking us now? Why am I Three!? Who’s One!?”
Four points to Raph who almost starts tearing up.
“Raph’s number one?”
Four’s eyes widen.
He has a name.
A real name.
How?
“So Donnie is two!? Why!? I saved you from a fake ghost and I’m only three!? Brotherly betrayal!” Leo says, his words dripping with dramatics.
Four isn’t sure what’s going on.
“Because….Two is older.”
Leo gasps loudly and puts a hand to his plastron.
“You’re taking his side!?”
Donnie has the smuggest expression imaginable plastered on his face.
“Well, that solves this fight forever! I always knew I’d reign supreme as the victor.”
They both stare at each other before Leo starts off a slap fight. Four is worried at first that they’re going to fight like they do in training, but this seems way more….silly?
Raph walks over to Four with a smile.
“Why’d ya want to make nicknames like that, Mikey?“
Mikey?
Mikey.
He has a name too.
This really must be a dream.
It’s so weird, but this kind of world is everything he ever dreamed of.
“Um…..I thought of them when I was sleeping.”
“I wonder what number that would make pops.”
Four is confused once again and looks around.
Does he mean Draxum?
While he did create them, he was very clear that he was not their father and they were not his spawn. They were created with the DNA of a famous warrior-
…….Wait.
It can’t be….
“Boys! No slap fighting or you won’t get any bread!”
Donnie and Leo begrudgingly end their match with Leo sticking his tongue out at Donnie.
Four looks over at the new human and something in his heart suddenly floods with an ache he can’t describe. He knows so little about this person and yet it’s like he was supposed to.
Maybe he has met him, before he could remember.
He climbs down and carefully approaches him.
The human looks at him expectingly, but his eyes are warm. Everything about him makes Four yearn for something he’s never felt.
Four slowly reaches his arms out to him.
The human hands Raph the bread and pulls Four into a close hug.
“I missed you too Orange, did you have a good rest? Is your headache gone? I brought you some medicine in the flavor you like.”
Four hugs him back tightly as hot, large droplets of tears roll down his cheeks.
Splinter panics.
“What’s wrong!? It does still hurt!? Do you have a fever?” He presses the back of his hand to his forehead.
Raph, Donnie, Leo, and Luke start all talking at once, trying to think of different things to offer Four to help him feel better.
The woman and Draxum even come in to see what’s going on.
Four wipes his eyes.
“I’m okay. Can I just get a hug from everyone else too?”
“You heard him, turtle pile!” Leo shouts before hugging them both.
All the others join in after, wrapping Four and Splinter in a giant basket of warmth.
Afterwards, and once Four has assured them that he feels fine, they go to the table in the kitchen and take their seats. The woman puts the bread that was brought in the oven. Once it’s done, she serves it with butter and the soup.
As everyone eats, they talk about their days while Four listens intently.
It’s everything he ever dreamed of his family doing.
Walking out on the surface and having as much fun as possible. Being able to do what they want without even thinking about what they’re supposed to be doing.
Three and One are even in love! Unbelievable!
Not to mention that Two is absolutely thriving. He can talk almost aimlessly about all the inventions he’s been working on with Luke.
Draxum, Splinter, and the woman who Four learns is named Julia, are so so proud of him.
Of all of them.
Not over just how useful they are. Just things that make them happy.
Four is allowed to eat as much as he wants which he does. Instead of Draxum reprimanding him, he doesn’t even bat an eye at it. Julia had pat his head and seemed glad he enjoyed it so much.
Draxum and Julia take care of the dishes no matter how many times Four and Raph ask about helping.
Julia insists that they both go play a video game or watch a movie together.
So, they do.
Four continues to be mystified about everything in front of them. He’s seeing his brothers like they’ve never acted before. They don’t have a care in the world.
He mostly snuggles up to Raph or Splinter while watching the others play or just during the movies they put on.
Four isn’t sure why, but Raph seems to really appreciate how much he’s holding onto him.
When everyone starts dozing off in various parts of the room, Four pulls Raph with him to lay next to them.
Raph smiles and curls around him.
“Love ya, big man.”
“I love you too. You’re a really good brother.”
Raph tears up happily and smiles more before slowly falling asleep.
Four holds onto Leo and Donnie’s hands, receiving a squeeze in return despite them being asleep.
He closes his eyes as well.
Maybe this isn’t a dream. Maybe it’s a nice future where they forget all about their numbers and have names and have a dad, a new brother, just more family.
It’s nice to think about.
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elisaphoenix13 · 5 months
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Always Something New
Thomas startles awake with a yelp when he rolls out of bed and lands on the floor with a thump. It wasn't the first time and it likely wouldn't be the last. He had a tendency to try and run in his sleep and wiggled himself out of bed, at least according to his brothers. Even Tony had caught him doing it and laughed all the way back down to the kitchen to tell…someone. Thomas was too embarrassed to find out.
He wiggles out of the half of his comforter that fell off his bed with him and shuffles into his bathroom to make an attempt at taming his hair. It never really worked but he always made it look a little less like he rolled out of bed.
When his bathroom door slams open, the teen startles and he looks at Stephen with wide eyes. The man looked extremely angry, but this was completely out of character for the man. The sorcerer would always calmly discuss any issue he had with him and they would work it out, but this…
“What are you doing in here?! I was in the middle of meditating until the noises you were making interrupted me! We put a roof over your head and clothes on your back and this is the thanks we get?! Inconsiderate!” Stephen yells and Thomas gulps.
“S-Sorry. It was an accident. I just fell out of bed–” Thomas starts and the man clicks his tongue in annoyance.
“I don't care about your excuses. Keep it down!”
Then Stephen left as quickly as he arrived, leaving Thomas to blink at the spot the sorcerer vacated. He could only assume that Stephen was in a foul mood from too much stress or maybe even some weird spell that backfired, but even so, it shook the teen. This was what he and William were expecting since day one. For Tony and Stephen to get sick of them or to treat them like every other family did.
Hopefully apologizing later would help.
For now, Thomas would finish quietly getting ready and head down for breakfast before he went to school with his brother and Cassie. When he got to his door to open it though, he heard a yelp and then a crash, and he was throwing his door open in time to look down to the living room and find his twin getting up from the side table that he had…fallen against? But Tony was just a few feet away yelling at him, and William was holding his face as if…
William dropped his hand and even from Thomas's distance, he could see a nasty bruise forming. Had Tony hit him? What was going on? Thomas felt like his world was completely turned upside down and all he could do was panic. He and William weren't safe anymore. They should have known living in the tower with the Avengers was too good to be true. But why did they have to tell and hit them? Why couldn't they just tell them to get out? Maybe if Thomas ran, he could grab his brother and go. Anywhere. Somewhere they would–
“Tommy.”
Thomas gasps, the small voice interrupting the panic attack he wasn't even aware he was having, and he looks down to find his baby sister. Lucy. She was tugging insistently on his pants and looking up at him worriedly.
“Bad dweam, Tommy.” She says.
“Wh-what?” 
“Wake up!” She demands.
Thomas gasps and finds himself back in his room, sitting up in his bed and covered in sweat. He looks around as he gathers his bearings, and when he finally calms down enough, he gets out of bed and gingerly walks over to his bedroom door and opens it. Instead of finding Tony yelling at William, he found Stephen reading on the couch and Diana wrestling with Harley. When he finally went downstairs to investigate some more, he actually found Tony and William cooking together. His twin was smiling. There were no bruises. There wasn't a scratch on him.
“Thomas? Are you alright?” Stephen asks and the teen spins around in anewed panic to look at him.
“I…yeah…just had a bad dream.” He mumbles.
“Tommy better?” Lucy sits up from her spot napping on one of the couches and Thomas gapes at her.
Was she actually in his dream? It couldn't be. That was impossible…right? Maybe not. He lives in a tower full of people with different powers, and even Diana was born with magic because she was born from it. Why not Lucy? Even if Valerie was normal, it didn't mean Lucy was too.
“Mom? Is…does Lucy…is it possible for her to have powers?” Thomas stammers out, garnering the sorcerer’s full attention.
“I suppose it is but she hasn't shown any signs. I assumed she was normal like Valerie.” Stephen says slowly after some thought. “Why do you ask?”
“Because the Lucy in my dream helped me wake up. She told me it was a bad dream.” Thomas explains.
“Bad dweam,” Lucy points at him and nods. 
Stephen closes his book and gets up to walk over to Lucy and sit on the couch next to her. “Did you visit Thomas in his dreams?”
“Uh-huh. He scawed.” Lucy answers.
“I wonder…” The sorcerer mumbles to himself. “Lucy, I want you to sit very still. Do you understand?”
When the toddler nods, Stephen starts to cast an intricate spell. Thomas watches curiously as the man continues to draw and summon more runes and circles that made no sense to him, and then they eventually glowed. He watched as Stephen looked at them with raised brows and then the spell dissipated shortly after Tony entered with William.
“We came in here to tell you lunch was ready but now I want to know what you were casting a spell for,” Tony says. 
Stephen looks over at him and laughs. “I can't believe I didn't think to try it before. But when Thomas asked if Lucy could have powers…”
“Honey, I came in at the end of it so I have no idea what you're talking about,” Tony reminds him.
“Thomas. He had a bad dream and said the Lucy in his dream told him it was a nightmare and helped him wake up. Our Lucy said she did it.” Stephen starts and waves toward the little girl. “So I wondered if I could discover any powers she might have with a spell.”
William straightens, intrigue clear on his face. “Does she?”
“She can dream walk,” Stephen confirms.
“That explains a lot,” Harley says after stopping his wrestling match with Diana when they heard the subject. “I've seen her in my dreams like that a couple times before.”
“I have too,” Tony winces. “They're not dreams I would like her to see but I guess it's not up to me.”
“What about Valerie?” Diana wonders. “Does she have powers?”
Stephen tilts his head in thought. “That's a good question. I could use the same spell on her to find out.”
“Topolina!” Tony looks up at the second floor and smiles when Valerie comes out of her room to look down at them.
“Si, Papà?”
“Come down please. Mommy wants to check you for something.”
“Nothing bad, I promise.” Stephen reassures her when worry crosses her features. When she carefully descends the stairs and joins them, Stephen smiles. “Stay very still please.”
“Okay.”
And once again, Stephen was casting his spell, and again it glowed. When it dissipated, the sorcerer sat staring at Valerie for a good long while. 
“Mom?” Thomas says carefully, breaking whatever trance Stephen was in.
“She…does.” He says. “Sort of.”
“Sort of?” Tony asks.
“It's more passive.” Stephen says softly. “She has the power of longevity.”
Everyone stares at Valerie in shock and the little girl looks at her mother curiously. “What's that?”
“It means that unless you get very hurt, you will be around for a very long time.” Stephen tells her.
“Like you and Scott?” Peter asks from his hammock in the corner of the room. Thomas had no idea how long he had been there, but he admittedly wasn't paying attention. Peter had probably been there the entire time and listening intently like the rest of them.
“Yes, exactly.”
“Ughhhh…so much for having normal siblings!” Harley groans dramatically. “You think I'll get my own powers if I swim in some toxic waste or something?” When Stephen gives him the stink eye, he sighs loudly. “I'm only kidding! Sheesh!”
“You've at least got a normal dad,” Tony points out.
“I guess.” 
“Besides, who knows what kind of effect Will has on you,” Thomas says and Tony grimaces.
“Not a thought or image I need, thank you. Now let's go eat lunch.” He says and wraps an arm around William to lead him back into the kitchen. Harley and Diana get up to follow while Peter rolls out of his hammock and fwumps on the floor before practically skipping to the kitchen.
“What was the dream about, Thomas?” Stephen asks and the teen sighs.
“It's…I don't want to think about it. I know it wasn't real now and that's all that matters.” When Stephen gives him a skeptical look, Thomas sighs. “If I keep having the dream, I'll talk about it. But what you would tell me is something we already know.”
“And what would that be?”
“You're in it for the long haul.”
Understanding dawns on Stephen and he nods. “As long as you know.” He gently pats Valerie toward the kitchen and helps Lucy down from the couch. “Let's go eat before Peter eats everything.”
“And me!” Thomas grins and rubs to the table, sitting in his chair in less than a second.
“I thought I told you no running inside!” Stephen calls from the living room.
"Sorry, Mom!"
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tanema123 · 13 days
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Made Carmilla Carmine, demon form.
Gave her a long swan like neck. Her mask envelops her head like a armor headpiece. Gave her tail feathers as well to add to the swan esthetic. Her feet have angelic steel fused into her, or in short they transform into whatever kind of metal she is wearing. Of course, I left her big bear arms. She ain't Carmilla without bear arms to hug you.
She rarelly transforms, but when she does, she is gracefull as usual. Zestial was awestruck the first time he seen it. Her daughters can confirm.
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beartitled · 7 months
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*hands your narrator a pipe bomb*
‼️A little bit of a warning for trauma‼️
⬇️Art is under read more⬇️
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You know which strings to pull, curious one
But that’s a bit too cruel don't you think?
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rainystressed247 · 1 year
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Throwback to one of my favourite AU
Run.
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sweaterrat · 11 months
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hey hi hello there!! I'm here for the ask thingy!!
this is kinda out of the blue but I just thought of it- are there any other characters besides the fam that Niyah and Kat would get along with or want to get along with?
Howdy hey! Thanks for stopping by! :]
Kat ( @sleepdeprivedbagels ) reaallly wants to get along with Big mama but the chances of that are very very very very very veerrryy slim💀 Big Mama is def gonna be in Portals! She’s gonna be in an important chapter and maybe more! Who knows ^^
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Meanwhile, Ghostbear was always my favorite villain!!! He’s my favorite :3c He probably wont make it into Portals but I’ll try my hardest to add at least one of every villain encounter into Portals :] So we might be seeing him!
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Thanks for the ask! Hope you pop in again in the future!! ^^
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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 11 months
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Karen: I bet your Mommy told you you’re special. Guess what, honey, you’re not. Just because you pretend to be a girl, doesn’t make you one.
Blood Moon: *sniffles*
Eclipse, picks Blood Moon up and places her in Polar’s arms: Hold our daughter.
Polar: Go get her, baby.
Karen: You’re not gonna stop him!?
Polar: Oh no, my husband looks hot when he’s punching people who disrespect our children.
Karen: So that’s why you’re such a stupid boy thinking you’re a girl! Look at the influences around you!
Eclipse: Lady, you have one second to stop.
Karen: Oh, and you’ll make me?
Eclipse: My daughter is fifteen, she shouldn’t have to deal with grown adult women harassing her. Especially not when the grown woman is so emotionally incompetent that she has to target and harass with a teenager to feel better about herself. Your don’t get the right to shove your miserable existence onto my baby. So unless you want to leave in a body bag, I suggest you leave now.
Blood Moon: Go Mama! Kick her ass!
Karen: You’re all heathens! I’m never coming to this PizzaPlex again!
Eclipse, cheerily: Have the day you deserve! There’s not another PizzaPlex until the next state over!
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zikadraws · 1 year
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Alright so @nilotheberryboy has made an AU in which Agent 4 basically gets exposed to the Fooze and I was very enthusiastic with this concept, so I just wanted to show the ton of absolutely not f*!&ed up fanart I did about it.
So here it is, hope y'all don't mind Agent 4 basically suffering. Also check out their story it's pretty sick.
(- Cw Angst, Body Horror (+ Splatoon spoilers kinda) -) (And a few non-serious stuff because c'mon)
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I may have gotten a little crazy with the body horror but hey, y'knew that was coming.
I like to hope that later in their forceful stay at Grizz's, Four's body is going to evolve to get even more bear-like, but that they will keep struggling against the change so hard that they will eventually get more control over the Fooze, maybe even become able to bend it, to come at their foes with cool bending attacks combining walls of Fooze and more bear-like features than it's probably conceivable. I expect them to actively plot Grizz's death and attempt Plug's retrieval at least once a week. I'm sure Grizz will experiment on them, that's so of him *cringes*.
I also think Grizz will try to get them to join his side because that'd be way more interesting than a mindless puppet, so ultimately he's gonna pull the "Papa Bear" card and it's gonna be more effective than it should and cause 4 awfully mixed feelings. It's gonna be an extremely hard to look at pseudo-parental mind trap, though Grizz's expectations will NOT go his way in the end.
I want 4 to kick his gaslighting, self-absorbed ass with the very Fooze he created.
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Anyways, I hope you like it @nilotheberryboy ! I am certainly enjoying myself =) Looking forward for the rest of the story. Have fun !^^
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