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ask-bmc-merms · 11 months
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Okaaay pinned mod post time!
About me:
I'm MJ. I'm 21. That's kind of it lol
About the au:
The ocean is categorized by two sections: the Shallows and the Deep. Merfolk (merms, as I call them) have evolved differently depending on what part of the ocean they're from. Merms from the surface have a darker range of skin tones (and darker colored eyes) to protect from their constant exposure to the sun, while merms from the deep range more on the fair-skinned/white side with better "night vision" to navigate the impossibly dark Deep.
The Deep is considered much more dangerous than the Shallows, so much so that a lot of merms from the Shallows doubt any other merfolk even live down there. The Shallows, however, are dangerous in their own regard, with sailors and pirates hunting down merms for numerous reasons.
Deep Sea merms don't venture to the Shallows due to old stories and rumors of the population's supposed selfishness when pirates arrive: that it's every merm for themself up their. Of course, this is old rhetoric that no one has ever proven either way, because aside from the invasive humans, Deep Sea merfolk have a high sensitivity to the sun and stay down in their dark environment lit by glowing wildlife.
Sirens are an interesting case, more or less being the middle ground between merfolk from the Shallows and the Deep. Their skintones and eye colors have a much wider range to appear more human OR inhuman/mesmerizing, depending on what lures their victims best. Sirens get around, but stray closer to the Shallows for the obvious purpose of feeding on sailors.
It's said that "everyone has a bit of siren in them," but only those that possess the magic required to lure their victims can truly call themselves such.
Various tags? I guess? (Probably more to be added):
#word of god = any mod posts/lore that isn't delivered by the story/characters themselves
#merm doodles = any doodle dumps/posts that aren't linked to a specific storyline
#merm fanart = any fanart y'all make of this au! I will love you eternally if you make fanart /p
#[character] response = asks answered by that specific character fourth-wall-break style
#guppy era = Flashback posts/posts that take place while the character(s) are younger
#pirates life for me = pirate crew/squip posts
#non ask = merm stuff I made unprompted/without an ask lol
General rules/things to know:
There's no set schedule for when I post; I do have to juggle a job and my own mental health
Asks may be answered out of order of when they were received. This could be bc I'm saving a certain ask for a later time or it requires more time/effort than another
Asks that are overtly sexually explicit will be deleted; while the characters may not be minors IN THIS AU, their origins are of 16/17yo high schoolers and I'd rather not risk it.
That said, LIGHTLY SUGGESTIVE asks have less chance of getting deleted with no explanation. (Be More Chill has plenty of dirty jokes! I'm a fan of the occasional dirty joke! And while that kind of stuff won't translate as well w/ half-fish people, they're definitely less Uncomfy™️ than straight-up explicit asks.)
"How do I know whether or not a suggestive ask is ok?" Fuck around and find out. If it's the kind of joke/remark that could be made in the show, assume it's ok, but don't necessarily expect a serious answer lol
As of making this post (4-26-23) I'm in the process of reblogging all merm stuff currently on main here, and there are a couple of asks that have yet to be answered. Those will be answered on main and then reblogged here, so no need to submit them again here <3 That said, if you have a merm au-specific ask I do suggest that you ask them HERE from this point on just for organization's sake :)
Likewise, asks answered Here will be reblogged to Main as well because that's where this au had its origins.
Edits will be made to this post as needed. Until then, happy scrolling!
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theythemj · 2 years
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i had like two paragraphs written about this au and then i didn’t save it. i will cry
anyway!! here’s some more art of my mask-verse au!
i finally made a design i somewhat like for his suit, and i have Quinten Becks design too! i actually have him and peter be friends/found family in this au. it’s one of the things that actually inspired me to make the au in the first place. so, i will be ranting about Beck this time. (also, some details of this story isn’t 100% completed yet, so if something doesn’t make sense or is vague that’s why)
Quinten Beck (he prefers Beck) in my au isn’t like the comics or the movies at all. he can be a bit dramatic and has a large want of recognition for his work, but he isn’t as willing to kill people as the other two are. he works in a lab (similar to curt conners in tasm) and specializes more with genes and radiation. he gets into a major accident at work and mutates very painfully and obviously, and is eventually sent to the hospital. his work immediately fires him and buries the accident. he’s pissed about this of course, but it doesn’t compare to the rage he feels when he realizes that they stole his work and gave him absolutely no credit or anything for it because he’s now mutated. he escapes the hospital after he healed enough to function (and just in time, “SHEILD” was just sent to retrieve him)*
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he starts stealing lab equipment and robs banks for money to hide out and protect himself from the government, and then meets Parker!! they literally hate each other at first, but after Beck realizes that the government (and Norman) is after him, and that he’s literally a kid, he proposes a truce and helps him out. accidentally becoming a vigilante instead of the villain he was going to be :) he was calling himself Mysterio (again, he’s a dramatic dumbass and named himself that since his face and body is completely covered and no one knows who he is) but Parker beats him to it and dubs him “Fishbowl” because of his mask during one of their first fights. it sticks and he literally hates it so much, they get into a “fight” about it like twice a week. they become really close and eventually he admits that he cares about Parker. Parker teases him about caring and they fight again lol.
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they do not show each other their faces for so long, because even though they mostly trust each other, Beck refuses to since he doesn’t look human anymore. (even more inhuman then Parker, which he doesn’t believe) the first time Parker shows his face is after he’s kidnapped by Norman. it’s a very fucked up situation and Beck swears that he’s going to rip Norman apart piece by piece for hurting Parker. :(
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*SHEILD in this universe is basically what the accords are x100, the Raft but for anyone they see a threat (mostly mutated people because they see them as a threat and an asset)
anyway! i think that’s all for now! i still have so many more characters for this (doc ock and his wife, norman osborn, henry osborn, MJ, Gwen, ect!) so ill probably draw and write about them later on :) i hope you guys like it so far lol
@ruffboijuliaburnsides ! :) (here’s part two! if you ever want me to not tag you just let me know, i don’t want to annoy you lol)
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ravensroleplays · 2 years
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...y’know, there’s technically nothing keeping me from making The Shapeshifter and Thor some of Moonjumper’s lunar siblings for my AHIT AU. 🤔
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starkeristheendgame · 4 years
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If you are okay with it, I was wondering if you could do a body switch soulmate au. When you first make eye contact with your soulmate you switch bodies. You stay in each other's bodies for 24 hours. I feel like this could cause some shenanigans on both sides. Tony hasn't had to be taught anything in awhile and Peter doesn't know how to run a company.
I was a little apprehensive about this idea at first but honestly? I adore it. I am afraid, however, I took this away from the ‘humor’ pathway and plopped it straight down into ‘light angst’. Please accept my apologies for that - And I’d be happy to write something more lighthearted if this doesn’t hit the spot. Keeping your own emotions and mindset out of what you write is hard sometimes. 
Slight AU in that they meet differently to CW. 
TW: Light angst | Slight hurt 
He was going to lose his fucking mind. He could feel each one of his IQ points disintegrating as he stared at the board (an actual digital board, what fucking year were they in? 2015?) and tapped his pen restlessly on the desk. He hadn’t been to school since he was eighteen. The last time he’d been in a classroom was January, giving a motivational speech to Princeton graduates. 
He felt too small and too stifled and if this woman pronounced Epinephrine wrong one more time, he was going to launch his desk at her and snap that stupid board in half. 
Because he could do that, now. Displays of sheer power. Because Peter Parker had been bitten by a genetically modified spider and Tony was currently occupying Peter’s body. 
Soulmates were so, so overrated. 
“Hey, wonder kid. Tap that pen one more time” the girl to his left whispered, and Tony shot her a cool side-eye. MJ quirked a brow at him, equally unimpressed, and nodded to the board. Tony scowled but knew the effect was ruined by the soft, pretty baby-face he currently wore. Curse Peter and his lopsided brows and his huge eyes. Curse soulmates for existing. 
MJ was thus far the only one who’d noticed The Switch. It was only sheer coincidence that Peter and Tony both had brown eyes of a similar enough shade that the telling switch of eye colour between soulmates hadn’t given them away. MJ, however, was astoundingly attuned into her best friend, and it had only taken three minutes in her presence for her scowl at him and ask who the fuck was wearing her friend’s meatsuit. Tony had to begrudgingly admit that he could see why her and Peter were good friends. She’d looked unimpressed at his claim until he’d pulled out his (Peter’s) phone to show the frantic texts from that morning, and then she’d huffed, rolled her eyes, and dragged him to first period. 
He thought lunch would be a reprieve when it came, but instead he found himself staring with growing dismay at a tray of food that he’d refuse even if he was a prisoner, blanching in disgust when a sloppy excuse for a mac’n’cheese was dumped into one of the slots. “I’m going to die” he complained, ushered along by an unsympathetic MJ. “This is cruel. This is inhumane. Dogs don’t even get fed this”. 
“Yeah, well. You’re a billionaire, so. Put up or shut up. I have no sympathy for capitalist elitists”. And, wow, rude. But understandable. He sank down onto one of the bench seats and tried to stop his stomach from rolling at the way the meal wobbled when it was set down. He’d been poking at it for several moments, largely ignored by MJ, when a shadow fell over his table. He looked up and stared with disinterest at the sneering figure above him, before he sighed. 
“Which one are you, then? Neb? Flake?” 
“Flash” the form above him frowned, and Tony waved a dismissive hand. 
“Yeah, whatever. Class killed off half my IQ points and I’m not wasting the rest on you. Off you pop”. He turned back to his pitiful excuse of a meal, prodding the macaroni distrustfully with his fork. The boy besides him gaped, flustered, before turning on his heel and stomping off. When Tony glanced up, the girl was looking appraisingly over her book at him. 
“Maybe you should leave your balls behind. Peter could do with them” she noted, before dropping her gaze again. 
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
“How much money does he actually have?” 
“Sir’s total net worth including assets, liabilities and investments are currently estimated at just short of a trillion, Mr. Parker. In terms of ‘real time currently’ Sir has £515,268,385,012 as of the current hour”. 
Peter was gonna pass out. He was wearing the body of a man with five-hundred billion in the bank. He’d known Tony Stark was rich, obscenely and un-necessarily so, but that was a whole other level. Vaguely unsteady, he sank down on the plush couch, feeling a little green. It had already been a few hours since waking, but he had yet to get used to the fact that he was, for all intents and purposes, Tony Stark. 
“Does that bother you?” The artificial voice asked after a moment, sounding impossibly curious. Peter hadn’t thought AI of this level possible, but here he was, talking to a voice that was more realistic than some of the living people he knew. 
“Its...A shock, I guess. I mean, it does bother me, I suppose. Nobody needs that much money. That much cold cash alone could eradicate homelessness in America. But...I don’t know. Its his money, he earns it. He saves the world and stuff. I don’t know how you could put a value on some of the things he’s done”. 
The AI was quiet for a moment, pensive. “Sir’s ‘profession’ is high cost also, Mr. Parker. The worth of the Mark IVII alone is £6,000,500,000”. Peter thought about it for a moment, then gave in, humming softly. He supposed in that sense, having that much money kind of didn’t matter, then, when a huge chunk of it was consumed by saving the world. He’d seen how often that suit got dinged up, and had no doubt repairs and replacing parts was costly. 
“Am I allowed to get something to eat?” He asked after a moment, stomach rumbling a little. He’d spent so much time this morning freaking out and being consoled by JARVIS that he’d missed breakfast and lunch had slipped him by. 
“Of course, Mr. Parker. Several components of the kitchen are automated, but I am capable of guiding through any recipes or devices you are unfamiliar with”. 
JARVIS had apparently activated something called ‘Romeo and Juliet Protocol’ when it had been revealed that Tony had been Switched, and a large majority of the Tower was closed off and protected. Peter couldn’t leave the penthouse and JARVIS had strict control of everything, even down to the doors. Peter was happy enough to just sit there and wait it out, though. As amazing as being here was, snooping was rude, especially when what he could find could potentially compromise the entire world. 
He chose to make a simple, small sandwich which involved nothing more than a single knife and plate, marvelling at the giant fridge and the ridiculous amount of food within. Apparently Mr. Stark had a chef that stopped by once every other day with prepared meals, and was on-call for whenever he required a fresh meal without having to cook it. The produce was organic and far different to the sad, wilting lettuce that could be found at the local Cheap Fresh. 
Technically, if it was plausible, when you Switched you were supposed to follow a specific protocol set up by the Government, but Mr. Stark had ultimately lost his entire mind at discovering his soulmate was fourteen and had immediately demanded Peter stay locked up like Rapunzel while he pretended to be him for the day to throw off suspicion. Peter couldn’t deny that had hurt a little, but he understood it. Soulmates or not it would be the scandal of the century - Tony would be called all sorts of things at best and investigated at worst, and the nature of their age difference meant a lifetime of interference and monitoring by the Government and protective services. He knew it was easier to pretend it hadn’t happened, to hide it from the world. Tony had suggested a private agreement, a ridiculous sum of money in exchange for Peter’s silence. 
He realised he’d been staring morosely at his plate when JARVIS prompted him softly, and he sighed, taking a bite. There was no physical remote for the TV but JARVIS helped him to access a cache of movies and he settled on Inception, his weakness for Tom Hardy and Leonardo DiCaprio soothing the ache of his new reality. 
“Am I allowed to ask what running a business is like?” He asked after a while, head balanced on his palm. 
“In what regard, Mr. Parker?” 
“Well, I don’t know. I mean, I’m fifteen. I don’t know how to run a company, let alone run a company and be a superhero. What kinda stuff does he do? Does he attend meetings? Does he fly around the world on company retreats like in the movies?” 
JARVIS sounded lightly amused when he replied. “Sir has delegated much of the daily company operation amongst several trusted employees, but he is still the namesake, owner and CEO of Stark Industries. He does attend frequent meetings, but most of Sir’s ‘flying around the world’ is done for leisure or Iron Man related activity”. 
“Sir spends most of his time in the lab, conducting important work for both his priorities. Sir also does a respectable amount of charity work, investment work and supportive work. I believe his latest venture is funding the entirety of MIT’s PhD graduate projects”. 
Wow. That was...That would be a lot of money. And being supported by someone like Tony Stark was bound to be something to boast about, something that would fluff up your resume a little. 
“Does he enjoy it?” Peter asked after a moment, fingertips raising absently to the arc reactor in his chest. It ached constantly, a low-level background pain that never quite faded out of touch, the odd sensation of a gaping maw in his chest something that had made him heave earlier that morning. Mr. Stark was tired, burnt out, but still going. It made Peter want to spend his twenty-four hours just sleeping, to try and soothe the man’s headache. 
“Sir finds great gratification in his duties” JARVIS replied quietly, though he did not specify which. Peter gave a hum and succumbed to the desire to nap, curled up on the corner of the couch with Inception fading quietly into the background. 
He ate again when he woke up, and blinked when he saw the time. Mr. Stark’s phone had been heavily locked down, but he could still access the message channel between this number and his own. The messages there were disheartening. 
Told your hot Aunt I’m staying at that Nate kids house tonight. I’ll be coming to the Tower, but you won’t see me. I’ll stay on the level below.
Sorry, kid. Seeing someone else wearing me like a Givenchy suit is just too head-spinning. 
JARVIS will keep you safe up there. We switch back at midnight, so try and get some sleep. You’ll wake up as yourself and I’ll get the plan in motion. 
“JARVIS, when was the last time Mr. Stark cried?” He asked timidly, and the AI was silent for a moment. 
“Four years ago, Mr. Parker”. 
“Oh,” he breathed out, vision blurring. “I’m sorry. I’m afraid I’m about to ruin that” and he let the teardrops fall.
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daisylincs · 3 years
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My WIPs
Updated 12/04/2021
The hearts system I had on the previous version of this just... wasn't working anymore as I added more and more ships, so I decided to redo it, and as easily understandably as I could: numerically. Pairings will be denoted in brackets at the end of each WIP title/working title. An asterisk * means it's a series. 
With this new system, if you want to yell at me to write a WIP/are intrigued and want to hear what it's about/or just want to let me know how utterly insane I am, you can just drop it's number into my inbox with whatever you want to say and, bingo. (By the way, you are always welcome to do any of the listed activities, anytime. This is your open invitation 🥰💜)
1x06 AU [Zoey/Max]
5 Times The Avengers Played Matchmaker, and 1 Time It Worked (Sort Of) [Clintasha, Avengers Team Dynamic] 
A Hero's Reward [Staticquake] 
Academy Era Rom-Com [Fitzsimmons]
Affectionate Arguments/Take Care Of Yourself Fic [Dousy]
Ah Crap, My Ex Just Walked In, v1 [Fitzsimmons]
Ah Crap, My Ex Just Walked In, v2 [Staticquake]
Ah Crap, My Ex Just Walked In, v3 [Spideychelle] 
Al Birthday Fic [Huntingbird]
all my loves [FitzSimmonsStaticQuake] 
all the stars in the skye [Daisy-centric, plat!Philindaisy] 
always the same pattern, love [Huntingbird] 
Alya Fluff and First Words Fic [Fitzsimmons, FS Fam] 
and i and i risk it all for this life we share [Staticquake]
and i held your hand through all of these years [Maggie/Mitch, Zoey & Maggie]
Angsty Hair Ficlet [Fitzsimmons] spotlighted here 
Angsty Post-Hive Recovery Fic [Staticquake] spotlighted here 
AoS Frozen AU [plat!Skimmons, Fitzsimmons, plat!Fitzskimmons]
AoS Harry Potter AU [Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, plat!Fitzskimmons, plat!Philindaisy, minor Philinda] 
AoS Merlin AU [plat!FitzDaisy, Fitzsimmons, plat!Fitzskimmons, plat!Philindaisy, brief Staticquake, implied Daisy/Raina]
Arguing About Whether Or Not Skye Likes Disney Movies [Fitzsimmons]
Arranged Marriage AU [Spideychelle] spotlighted here
august sipped away like a bottle of wine [Zoey/Max]
auld lang syne [Fitzsimmons, FS Fam]
barcelona, baby [TripDaisy] 
Beach Flangst [Dekesy]
Best Friends But She's In A Bad Relationship AU [Staticquake]
Best Friends' Wedding AU [Huntingbird, background Fitzsimmons] 
Bittersweet Framework What-If Fic [Staticquake]
Birdie Birthday Fic [Simmorse, Jemma & Bobbi & May]
blonde [Huntingbird] 
Blow Us All Away* [Staticquake]
blue-eyed [plat!Skimmons, minor Fitzsimmons, minor Staticquake]
Bobbi Birthday Fic #1 [Clintasha]
Bobbi Birthday Fic #2 [Dousy]
Bodyguard AU [Simmorse]
Brogrammers + Truth or Dare [Zoey/Max, Leif/Tobin]
'cause you're out of this world [Pipsy] 
Carnival/Friends AU [FitzStaticQuake]
Childhood Friends AU [Staticquake]
Childhood Best Friends, v1 [BioStaticQuake]
Childhood Best Friends, v2 [Mackelena]
Church Camp AU [Mackelena] 
Coffee Shop AU [Dekesy]
Coffee Shop/Baristas AU [Pipsy]
Coming Out Fic [Skimmons] spotlighted here
Concert Canon Divergence Fic [Dekesy]
cute clueless moron [Spideychelle]
Cute, Dorky Friendship Idea [Spideychelle]
Cute Family Zoo Prompt [Fitzsimmons, FS Fam] 
darling just dive right in [Staticquake]
darling just kiss me slow [Staticquake]
Dating Confuzzlement [FitzSimmonsStaticQuake] 
day's eye [Daisy-centric, Dousy, Staticquake, Pipsy, Dekesy, Skimmons, TripDaisy, MorseCode, FitzDaisy, Daisy & Jiaying & Cal, Daisy & Team] 
don’t ask me where i’ve been, or what i’m gonna do (just know that i’m here with you) [Staticquake]
dot dash dot dot [StaticMorseCode] 
Danny Boy & Quake* [Dousy, Astro Ambassadors, Daisy & Team] 
Deke Angst/Introspection Fic [one-sided Dekesy, plat!Dekesy, Dousy, Deke & Team] 
Drunk Kiss Fic [Dekesy]
Emma AU [Staticquake] 
every day in between [Staticquake]
Fairytale (Sleeping Beauty) AU [Staticquake]
Fake Dating Friends To Lovers [Spideychelle] 
Fake Dating For Crushes’ Attention [Zoey/Max]
Fake Dating Partyfic [Staticquake]
Fight Fight Kiss [Joan/Ava]
Flower Shop AU [Staticquake]
Fluff and Teasing Fic [Dekesy, Fitzsimmons] 
Fluffy Best Friends Idea [Staticquake, Fitzsimmons]
Fluff Bingo: Affectionate Teasing [plat!Diper, implied Pipsy]
Fluff Bingo: Back Rubs [Dousy] 
Fluff Bingo: Baking Cookies [Mayrobin] 
Fluff Bingo: Friends to Lovers [Mackelena]
Fluff Bingo: Falling Asleep On Your Shoulder [Simmorse] 
Fluff Bingo: First Kiss [Fitzsimmons]
Fluff Bingo: Forehead Kisses [Karaina]
Fluff Bingo: Dancing [TripDaisy] 
Fluff Bingo: Holding Hands [Fitztripskimmons]
Fluff Bingo: It's Cold, Have My Jacket [Philinda]
Fluff Bingo: Meet-Cute [Fitzhunter]
Fluff Bingo: Pet Names [Vicizzy]
Fluff Bingo: Snuggling [MorseCode]
Fluff Bingo: Stargazing [Pipsy]
Fluff Bingo: Tickling [Philindaisy] spotlighted here
FitzDaisy Recovery Fic [plat!FitzDaisy, background Fitzsimmons, background FS Fam] teased here 
FitzsimmonsSparks Fic [Fitz & Jemma & Lincoln, Fitzsimmons, background Staticquake] 
Gloria Birthday/Thank-You Ficlet [Spideychelle] 
good old shake 'n bake [Staticquake, Daisy & Team, Lincoln & Team]
getting to know you, getting to know all about you [Dousy] spotlighted here
Grace Birthday Fic [Staticquake]
Grieving Fic [Past Staticquake]
Happy Family Holiday Fic [AoS Team Dynamic, Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, Huntingbird, Philinda, Mackelena]
heads on a science apart [Spideychelle, Fitzsimmons, Peter & MJ & Fitz & Jemma] spotlighted here
High School AU Idea [Staticquake]
High School AU/Dreamy Sleepover Fic [Pipsy]
Hive Toilet Fic [Staticquake, Daisy & Team]
Hospital Fluff & Flirting AU [Staticquake]
Hotel Room AU [Staticquake] 
i live for you (soulmates AU) [Staticquake]
i never knew you were the someone waiting for me [Staticquake]
i’ll find my way through night and day [Staticquake]
it’s a better place since you came along [Quakerider]
Jade Arrow [Clintasha] spotlighted here
Jemma & Lincoln Post-Maveth [plat!Bioshock, background Staticquake, background Fitzsimmons]
Julia Birthday Fic [plat!Maydaisy, plat!Morsecode]
just let your heart be free (you’ve got a friend in me) [Staticquake]
Kate Birthday Fic [Fitzsimmons]
Laura Birthday Fic [Fitzsimmons]
lights will guide you home [Staticquake, Lincoln & Team]
like an old married couple [Philinda, background Vicizzy] 
Lincoln & The Team Bonding Fic [Lincoln & Team, background Staticquake] 
lunch break [Fitzsimmons]
Maggie Birthday Fic [Fitzsimmons, plat!FitzDaisy]
marleyward01 Birthday Fic [Fitzsimmons]
marvelthismarvelthat Birthday Fic [Staticquake]
MayLincoln Friendship Fic [plat!Mayshock, background Staticquake]
Media Nonsense Fic [Spideychelle] 
meet me half-way [Huntingbird]
Michelle Jones, Agent of SHIELD [Spideychelle] spotlighted here
Michelle Jones, Inhuman [Spideychelle] 
Mission Kiss Canon Divergence Fic [Dekesy] 
Mission/Partners Fic
Modern Royalty Fic, v1 [Staticquake] 
Modern Royalty Fic, v2 [Staticquake]
Modern Royalty Fic, v3 [Fitzsimmons, Dekesy] 
Musical (West Side Story) AU [Staticquake]
my heart will go on [Staticquake]
Natalia [Clintasha]
Ness Birthday Fic [Philinda, plat!Philindaisy]
(Not A) Double Date [Dekesy, Fitzsimmons]
No Hive AU [Daisy & Team, Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, Huntingbird, Philinda, Mackelena] 
No Chill, Nowhere (Biohunter for Libby and Al) [Biohunter] 
Not That Girl Anymore [Staticquake, past Skyeward]
ooh, la la la* [Staticquake, Fitzsimmons]
Oh God Not You [Joan/Ava]
oh, when you kiss me [Spideychelle]
on the train to Glasgow [Huntingfitzskimmons] 
PDA [Staticquake, Daisy & Team] 
Pitch Perfect AU [Staticquake, background Simmorse] 
Post-Hive Pregnancy Fic [Staticquake] spotlighted here
Potential Al Birthday Fic, Still TBD [Scis & Spies]
Potential T Birthday Fic, Still TBD [Pipsy, plat!Diper, Huntingbird]
put that body on me [Staticquake]
Post-3x10 Who Owes Who Fic [Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, Huntingbird, Philinda, Daisy & Team]
quakeout [Daisy-centric, past Staticquake] 
Rain Fic [Staticquake]
Red Thread [Staticquake] 
Regency AU: Marriage of Convenience [Staticquake] 
Regency AU: Arranged Marriage [Staticquake]
reluctantly perfect [Quakerider] 
remember that with every piece of you [Staticquake]
rollercoaster [Huntingbird] 
Rom-Com AU [Staticquake]
Rom-Dram To Co-Write With Kat [LemonStaticQuake] 
Royalty Shenanigans Fic [Staticquake]
Roommates AU [Clintasha, Avengers Team Dynamic] 
S1 Crush Fic [Skimmons] 
Roommates/Best Friends AU [Simmorse]
S3 AU - Daisy, Inhuman Leader [Daisy & Team, Daisy & Afterlife Inhumans, Staticquake] 
S3 AU - Lincoln With SHIELD All Along [Staticquake, Lincoln & Team]
Scarlet Birthday Fic [Quakerider]
Serena Birthday Fic [Pipsy, Simmorse, Philinda, plat!Philindaisy]
Shake ‘n Bake: A YouTube Romance [Staticquake]
Second Child Fluff and First Words Fic [Fitzsimmons, FS Fam]
Shippy Team Mistletoe Fic [AoS Team Dynamic, Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, Huntingbird, Mackelena, Philinda] 
Shippy SPRQPoint Partyfic [Zoey/Max, Joan/Ava, Leif/Tobin]
Shippy Team Snowfic [AoS Team Dynamic, Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, Huntingbird, Mackelena, Philinda] 
Singers AU [Dekesy] 
Sky’s the Limit* [Staticquake, Daisy & Team, Lincoln & Team]
Skaters AU [Staticquake]
Snowed In Fic [Staticquake] 
so baby i’m alright, with just a kiss goodnight [Staticquake]
Soft Family Fic from Chloe Interview [AoS Team Dynamic, Staticquake, Fitzsimmons, Huntingbird, Mackelena, Philinda] 
some dreams do come true [Staticquake] 
Soul Realm [Staticquake] 
Soulmark AU, v1 [BioStaticQuake]
Soulmark AU, v2 [Fitzsimmons] 
Soulmark AU, v3 [Huntingbird]
Soulmark AU, v4 [Staticquake] 
Soulmate AU, v1 [Fitzsimmons]
Soulmate AU, v2 [Huntingbird]
Soulmate AU, v3 [LegacyStaticQuake] 
Soulmate AU, v4 [Mackelena] 
Soulmate AU, v5 [Philinda] 
Soulmate AU, v6 [Skimmons]
Stardust AU [Staticquake] 
Stranded-Somewhere-Cold Ficlet [Staticquake]
T Birthday Fic [Dousy, background Huntingbird]
Teach Me To Fight, Parker [Spideychelle] spotlighted here
Teasing/Introspection Fic [Dousy, Fitzsimmons] 
The Blue Door (Notting Hill AU) [Huntingbird] 
the daughter of thunder and lightning [Staticquake] 
the earth shook and the sky flashed [Staticquake]
The Holiday AU [Huntingbird, Fitzsimmons] spotlighted here
The Hospital Meet-Cute #1 [Bioshock] 
The Hospital Meet-Cute #2 [Bioshock]
The Hospital Meet-Cute #3 [Bioshock]
The Hospital Meet-Cute #4 [Bioshock]
The Hospital Meet-Cute #5 [Bioshock]
The Hospital Meet-Cute #6 [Bioshock]
The Hospital Meet-Cute #7 [Bioshock]
 the ride [Huntingbird] 
The Secret Warriors [Daisy & Lincoln & Elena & Joey, Staticquake, Mackelena, Kevey] The Perfect Fairytale* [Fitzsimmons] 
the she to my 'nanigans [plat!Skimmons]
the stunning adventures of shake, bake and quake [Philinda, plat!Philindaisy] 
The Team Ships It [Fitzsimmons]
then through the shadows, your light appears [Mackelena]
this little light of mine [Mackelena] 
took my heart upon a one-way trip [Staticquake] 
Time Travel Thingy [LemonStaticQuake]
time, wondrous time [Fitzsimmons, plat!Fitzdaisy, background Philinda, background Dekesy]
'tis the damn season [Skimmons, plat!Philindaisy, background Mackelena, background Huntingbird] Chapter 1-3 out now
TV Show AU [Staticquake, background Fitzsimmons, background Huntingbird, background Philinda]
Us Against The World [plat!Skimmons, plat!Fitzskimmons, Fitzsimmons]
Walls Come Down Fic [Pipsy]
V Birthday Fic [Huntingbird]
Watching Hamilton AU [Staticquake]
Wedding Bets [Fitzsimmons, Daisy & Team]
well that works [Quakerider, Fitzsimmons] 
What-Ifs* [Staticquake]
when did it all fall to pieces (can’t we build it back) [Huntingbird]
you are the best thing that's ever been mine [Staticquake] 
you’d be the one i was meant to find [Staticquake]
you’ll be my lady [Skimmons] 
you're just my cup of tea [Simmorse] 
you're the two [LegacyStaticQuake]
Z Birthday Fic [Philinda, Vicizzy, Huntingbird]
ZoeyJess Idea [Zoey/Jessica]
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ao3feed-petermj · 3 years
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by mjonesing (klassmartin)
MJ had known. All those months ago, she predicted it.
He’d laughed then. Told her she was being ridiculous.
But as he sits here amongst the rubble, searching for the potential bodies of his friends, he can’t help but wonder; if only he had listened...
Maybe they could’ve prevented this.
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Or: A tale of friendship, love and betrayal - Peter Parker attends SHIELD Academy to find more about himself and the powers thrust upon him, but ends up learning a whole lot more than he ever could have predicted.
Words: 3894, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English
Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Peter Parker, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones, Flash Thompson, Gwen Stacy, Other Character Tags to Be Added
Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker
Additional Tags: academy au, powers au, Secret Identity, Some Descriptions of Violence, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Friends and Lovers, Inhumans - Freeform, Future Fic
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Day One - When in Vegas
Prompt: future!au
It’s cutting it close, but here is my first contribution to @spideychellemonth! I’m gonna try my darndest to keep up, but I’m so excited for this guys!! 
This is potentially going to be multi-chapter, mostly because it was getting too long and I was having just TOO MANY IDEAS lmao Let me know what y’all think! This is also based off of an idea an anon sent me a week or so ago about a marriage pact!AU that i just LOVED the idea for 
Basically, the 1.7k Waking Up Married in Vegas!AU nobody asked for pls enjoy! <3
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Fuck.
It’s the first semi-coherent thought that pops into MJ’s head as she’s dragged into a sluggish state that can barely be described as consciousness. Her eyes, feeling as if they might fall right out of her skull, squeeze shut in an effort to stop the sun’s merciless assault. The groan that leaves her mouth as she turns away from the window is almost inhuman, her tongue heavy and dry, throat feeling as if she’d just swallowed barbed wire. If she moves too much, she’s sure whatever concoction of last night’s activities currently residing in her stomach are going to end up on the floor. 
Three gin and tonics, two vanilla screwdrivers, and a few too many—who was counting, really?—shots of tequila seemed like an okay idea last night, at least past-MJ thought. 
That was a problem for future-MJ.
Future-MJ hates past-MJ.
It was true, it was all true, she reflects as her stomach gurgles violently, lurching into the back of her throat. 
It’s a simple explanation, really.
Over time, the enzymes required to metabolize all that booze have started to weaken, no longer breaking down toxins with the same vigor, leaving the elusive acetaldehyde to roam free. 
In other words, she’s thirty.
Gone were the glory days where she could drink the night away and wake up with just a mild headache. The days where she could have as many different cocktails as her heart desired and not wake up feeling like death itself. The days where she could drink just one glass of pinot noir and not feel like an angry bull is stomping on his hippocampus.
But it had been Ned’s 30th, one of her best friends since high school, a real cause for celebration. They were in Vegas, for crying out loud. Sin City. What was she supposed to do?
Not drink?
(Well, yeah. That would have been ideal.)
But where was the fun in that?
Her hand brushes across her bare stomach, and she realizes with a small start that she’s naked. 
She’s not sure if she’s ever been more confused.
Come to think of it, she’s not sure she even knows what happened last night. There’s flashes, very brief flashes of club music, Grey Goose, way too much glitter, and a lot of highly questionable, dumbass financial decisions involving slot machines and poker games.
She’s pretty sure she’s still alive, about 62%, but she’s also fairly certain that her brain has been replaced with cotton and sewing needles. An ache that starts right around her knees shoots up her spine, radiating throughout her body as she pulls the blanket tighter around her and buries her puffy face into the pillow.
When she realizes that any chance of sleep is gone for good, and that she can’t just will this splitting headache away with her own mind, she cracks an eye open. She immediately regrets that decision as soon as the harsh sunlight hits, shaking her head, throwing her arm out in some kind of half-assed effort to fight it off. 
Her heart nearly stops when her hand hits something soft and warm next to her. She yanks her hand back, eyes shooting open to see someone—a man—face down in the mattress, head of chocolate brown waves turned away from her. A rather uncalled for heat swarms her body as her gaze drifts to his exposed back and lingers on the taut muscles there, drifting lower, the thin stop-sheet just barely covering the curve of his—
What the hell happened last night?
But dread starts to mix with the nausea gripping at her stomach as she realizes something about the naked mystery man in her bed.
She knows that curly mop of brown hair.
Immediately, she shoots up from the bed, gripping the sheet against her chest. 
A big mistake.
The nausea finally wins the battle, and she runs to the bathroom, not bothering to cover up as she empties the toxic contents of her stomach into the toilet. 
It’s a wonder Peter doesn’t wake up from her violent retching. 
She forces out a harsh exhale as she flushes down the remnants of her night out, hand reaching out to grip the bathroom counter as she rises on shaky legs. She grabs the complimentary bathrobe—how fancy—and shrugs it on before turning to the sink to splash ice cold water onto her face. 
And that’s when she sees it. 
The gaudy, cheap, obviously fake rock sitting smugly on her left ring finger, staring right back at her slack-jawed expression. 
What the fuck?!
It all comes back to her. 
They’d been so, so incredibly dumb. 
Both of them.
Peter looks stupid good.
He always has, of course, she wasn’t blind. 
But his late-twenties seemed to have been incredibly kind to him. He still had that boyish charm she’d always secretly liked, but now… now there was just something about him, standing under these neon casino lights, wearing a plain black suit with a white tee underneath, that brought back years and years of repressed high school feelings. 
Mutual feelings that neither of them ever acted on. Only joked about.
They would never have worked as a couple, they’d always say.
It was a disaster waiting to happen.
So they both moved on. It was high school. They still had the rest of their lives ahead of them. 
Plus, the risk of ruining their solid friendship was just too great. 
So why, after nearly twelve years, is she having to actively fight back the stupid fluttering of butterflies when he so much as glanced in her general direction? 
It makes no sense. 
It isn’t like they haven’t seen each other since high school. Yeah, it’s been a few months since they last caught up, both of them being too busy with work and the like, but...
They were still friends—best friends, even.
She blames it on the second gin and tonic.
Yes, it’s the warm buzz of the alcohol running through her body that’s making her feel like she’s pretty damn close to walking on air. 
And she chases that feeling, returning again and again to the bar—sometimes with Peter, himself—giving up on actually counting her drinks after the first shot of tequila. 
Tequila was clearly not her friend in this case.
It could also have been the fact that she’s freshly single and she’s had to witness Ned and, now fiancèe Betty, making googly eyes at each other one too many times, and it’s entirely possible that she’s just feeling that creeping loneliness she’d tried so hard to stamp down.
She doesn’t know how they get here, maybe it’s somewhere between her second shot and her first screwdriver, but they’re alone in a booth in the corner. For the first time in a while, her liquid courage doesn’t help stave off the pressure of trying to come up with something cool to say, and she feels, once again, like she’s back in high school. 
It’s an incredibly frustrating feeling.
Peter ducks as he sees Ned looking for him, MJ snickering as she watches the whole ordeal. Ned’s drunkenly leading this poor, unassuming casino patron around, glancing around frantically as he wanders from room to room.
Odds are it’s just another person to try and hook Peter up with. 
Ned means well, he truly does, but frankly, Peter’s a little tired of the constant matchmaking. Yes, he’s been the perpetually single friend for a number of years now, but he seemed to be pretty content on his own.
And plus, he and MJ are having a pretty good time by themselves.
He doesn’t need anyone else.
“But, Pete,” MJ starts, words slurring ever-so-slightly, tone laced with sarcasm. “Everyone knows that being single in your thirties is one of the most shameful things in existence. It’s barbaric. You need to settle down, before it’s too late.”
He throws his head back, letting out an exaggerated laugh. “You’re right. My good years are gone.” 
She tsks, shaking her head. “Past your prime.”
“I’ve truly peaked.” He tips his glass to her, before taking a drink.
A smirk tugs at her lips. “What will you do now?”
“Well...” He laughs lightly, casually stirring the glass in his hand. He looks up at her, eyes glazed over, tilting his head as he fixes her with a fond, teasing smile. “We still have that pact.”
Ah, yes. 
The pact. 
The pact that they’d made—as a joke—when they were sixteen. 
It was simple.
If they were both single at thirty, they’d get married. 
That was the deal.
They even shook on it. 
But, official as that simple handshake was at the time for two hormonal teenagers, it wasn’t something that was ever in any universe supposed to be taken seriously.
Maybe it was just a ring, though. Maybe they didn’t get actually, legitimately, legally get married. They couldn’t have been that dumb. 
Or maybe this was some sick hangover hallucination her brain made up as punishment for drinking too much. 
The rest of the night is a blur, brief glimpses of drunken giggles, his hand in hers flashing through her mind. She vaguely remembers going somewhere outside the casino with him, stumbling through the streets as they pull each other along, bright lights dancing above them. 
Balloons everywhere. 
A corny chapel. 
A Tony Stark impersonator. 
Her expression is oddly calm, a contrast to the utter horror she feels in her gut as she stares at the sparkling ring on her finger. 
This isn’t that bad, she thinks. This can all be over in a matter of hours. 
An annulment was easy, right?
Right?
It’s not like they had sex or anything—
Wait, no, fuck, they did. 
Did they…?
Again, the later part of the night is fuzzy.
Another wave of nausea crashes into her before she has a chance to be confused, and in an instant, she’s hunched over the toilet again. 
And it’s while she’s puking her guts out, while she’s praying that the naked guy in her bed stays asleep where he’s supposed to be, does a boxer-clad-Peter step into the bathroom. He looks almost as wrecked as she is, his hair in wild disarray, bags under his eyes giving Gollum a run for his money. 
He hesitates, knocking gently on the doorframe. “MJ—?” At first, he looks as though he’s about to ask her why she’s in his hotel room, but his expression crumples into one of worry when he sees how sick she is. “Are you okay?”
She scoffs and gives him a weak glance over her shoulder, ready to throw a biting, sarcastic remark back at him, when she sees the way the color drains from his face.
He’s frozen in place, eyes wide, and she hesitantly follows his gaze, right onto that big, fake diamond on her finger. 
Fuck.
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Alright, I’ve gotten back into writing Spider-Man.
I’m scrapping the Wonder Woman x Spider-Man open relationship with Mary Jane X Felicia Open relationship that ultimately culminates into a 4 people polycule where Peter gets pegged, and go for something a bit more simple. So, I’m sorry for the, like, 20 kudos I received on Ao3 over that, and 31 favorites on HF, but that’s abandoned at the moment.
So, new idea...
Amazing Spinnerete, an AU where MJ gets bitten by the spider instead.
(Spider-Woman and Jackpot were already taken and Spider-Girl didn’t sound right to her, as if it was too early for that).
1) Peter, who doesn’t get any powers ever for the entirety of my story (unlike I was planning to do for Mary Jane in the previous one as I piled power after power on her among star sapphire rings, spirits of vengeance, symbiontes, Gamma Radiations and Thor’s hammer), turns into a Sidekick/IT Guy role to her.
2) He’s there to fulfill a purely supporting role to MJ Heroics, craft the webs, be a support to her, all that shebang you’d expect, while getting worried sick over her going out in New York and risking her life daily among villains and criminals and whatnot. He’s the “Nerd behind the computer,” a concept that got admittedly popularized by Oracle, as well as her “field medic” when she gets back home and needs stitching on both the costume and her scars. 
3) Also uncle Ben is alive and on a ongoing trip with Aunt Anna and Aunt May around the world. They solve crimes, off screen, like 3 Jessica Fletchers, so Peter isn’t as fucked up emotionally as in canon.
4) I’m gona take from the MC2 and say that, unlike Peter, MJ is actually trying to profit off her image from the start. This might cause some conflicts with Peter over him not wanting them to lucrate on some of their crime fighting (Such as not wanting to patent the web fluid in fear of criminals getting a hold of it), and mixes up with their already canon conflict over her being the main breadwinner in the couple AND the possibility of her doing progressively more risque work.
5) Specifically, I’m gona say it: Spinnerete and Mary Jane have two separate OnlyFans. It’s a modernized story and they are in their mid twenties and need a stable source of income and what better than a horde of people out there paying the same woman TWICE for pics of her buying wonderbread? “Pictures of Spinneret” therefore become a way different phrase, and there is a debate in universe over a superheroine essentially being a sex worker, and all that that entails. I don’t know how well I’m going to explore it tho so this might get dropped after a while and just make her a ASMRtist or a Twitch Streamer, basically the same thing at this point.
6) Since this is a AU I can do like Spider-Gwen did and not just fuck up one piece of the main universe but make every aspect of the universe different, so, bullet list of things I’ve been coming up with that are different from main continuity:
6A) The Hero to Heroine ratio (as well as Villain to Villainess) is 1 hero every 10 heroines. Major (Male, Homo Sapiens) heroes in the setting are: Johnny Storm (Johnny Storm), Thor (Thor Odinson), Power Man (Luke Cage), Iron Man (Rhodey Rhodes), Original Captain America (Steve Rogers).
6B) The mutant community is a massive polycule of free love and shit. The biggest mutant community in the world is stationed in the Free Republic of Genosha, currently part of a worldwide international federation of small nations around the globe born to contrast Soviet and American influences during the cold war called IFMP (International Federation of Micro-Powers). Latveria and Wakanda are part of it, and are the leaders of the two major factions among the delegates in the form of the isolationists (Wakanda) and the Expansionists (Latveria). The second biggest mutant community in the world is in San Diego. most male superheroes and some of their villains happen to be mutants.
6C) Susan Storm lead a year long deep space expedition team financed by the united states government, and managed to contact several alien races in her travels, returning to earth with diplomatic ties and Power Cosmic given to her by Infinity herself as a sign of good will after she and the united armies of space finally managed to slay and destroy “The eldritch abomination at the edge of reality that makes people racist by existing,” as it was called. This starts a age of cooperation between the various alien races and empires out there in the cosmos and Earth, their embassies being built in most of the major nations of the world, trade and science deals cropping up as a result.
6D) Susan Storm later formed the (apolitical, above nations and planets) superhero team the Fantastic Five, which changed members over the years based on relationship with other alien planets and tensions between the members of the team. Current line up consists in Susan Storm (Susan Storm, former Ms. Fantastic), super partes leader due to the Power Cosmic, alongside Lyja the Lazerfist (Second Ms. Fantastic and Former Skrull chaos agent on earth during the Skrull-Kree Cold War), Crystalia Amaquelin (Crystal, Inhuman Ambassador), She-Hulk (Jennifer Walters, earth representative and legal expert), Thundra (Thundra, Femizonian Ambassador). The Kree empire was disbanded after the end of the Kree-Skrull cold war.
6E) Johnny Storm never became the second human torch but ends up becoming Evil Jesus. During his trip to the stars with his sister he accidentally ends up in the Negative Zone, the void between dimensions, and befriends the locals, becoming a jesus like figure and ending up ruling the place. It’s not as banged up as it sounds but with prolonged commuting with the Negative Zone he has achieved a state of resonance with Oblivion, one of the other 4 great entities of the universe, and has become his champion. (in direct contrast with his sister’s coming from Infinity). He still uses his powers for good, if in a chaotic good way compared to his sister lawful good one.
6F) Peggy Carter was subjected to the Super Soldier program during WWII, thus becoming Agent England, de facto leader of the Invaders (Mostly same team, Sub-Mariner, First Human Torch, etc.), and guiding the assault against nazi germany and hydra. She and her sidekick end up frozen on the same plane
6G) Steve Rogers was still picked under her wing, if not able to receive super soldier treatment, and still became the (original) Captain America, a purely propagandist figure of a scrawny, physically weak son of immigrants Brooklyn dude, the complete opposite of the German Ubermech ideal for the white man, but with enough anger and outrage over an unjust world to pick fights with people 5 times his size, shown in many a propaganda video punching Hitler square in the jaw and knocking him out cold. They both ended up on that plane crashing in the arctic and were defrosted several years later.
6H) With the disappearance of Agent England, the Invaders disbanding, and the cold war underway, with no superhero team really cropping up, Doctor Deidre Wentworth managed to develop a modified version of the Super Soldier Serum, testing it on herself, and becoming the Superior Captain America. She forms the (US Exclusive, extremely political) “Americommandos” superteam, with selected superheroines and “reformed” supervillaines of the time. The team was responsible for many controversial superhero activities during the cold war, in and out of the united states, and is still going to this day, even if some members have retires or have outright died. Not Superior Cap tho, no, her aging has been slowed down due to the serum, so here she is still guiding black ops teams to capture and imprison some worker rights activists that happen to be mutants.
6I) The Sorcerer Supreme of this dimension happens to be Doctor Doom, Ruler of Latveria.
6L) Norman Osborn never became the Green Goblin. He was still a scummy CEO and millionaire, and still had a affair with one of his son’s best friends. Gwen was dating Peter at the time and ended up getting pregnant with Norman, he finds out, pressures her to get an abortion, almost terrorizes her, she doesn’t cave, Peter is understandably confused and shocked but still wants to support her (as does Mary Jane), but on the day of Gwen’s son’s and daughter’s birth Norman pulls the same shit he pulled in canon with Mary Jane and Mayday, hires an assassin to force a miscarriage, Gwen finds out a couple months later, stages her death, and becomes the Ghost-Goblin, ending up throwing Norman off the New York bridge and killing him in the process for good. His estate and company was inherited by his son, Henry, who devolved most of it to charity, destroying the Osborn business empire.
7) That’s the gist of it really, gona elaborate on more tomorrow.
EDIT: 8) Nightcrawler is the Pope.
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Falling Apart
(Inspired by @sugarglider9603 ‘s and @galaxy-lilies-main spiderverse au and an ask on it saying if virgil died what if roman became a villain. WARNINGS: Mentions of explosions, graphic things, murder, loss and mind control. )
Have you ever seen anyone fall apart? Roman has, and what a tragic, gruesome event it was. Roman remembers the day clearly. Spidergale and Royal Slinger were called to an emergency revolving around the subways. No one knew what it was, just that they had to get there quick. So here Roman was, swinging from building to building with the love of his life to save civilians once again and please their fan base. “Whoever rescues the most people or stops the situation first will get to choose where we go for date night. How about that Gale?” Roman proposed as he swung forward. Virgil chuckled and swung in time with Roman. God Roman could never get over that laugh. “You’re on Slinger. Prepare to eat at Petrov’s.” Virgil remarked with his signature sass. “But we always go there!” Roman whined. “I like Russian food okay? Don’t judge!” Before Roman could remark again, they heard people screaming. In an instant, both stuck to the side of a building to observe what they were up against. People were pouring out of the subway entrance. That’s when they heard someone scream “It’s a bomb!” Great. Roman fucking hated bombs. The two heroes rushed into the subway station. Following the path where people were running from, they easily found the subway stop that they needed to go to. “Fuck.” There was a whole subway filled with people, screaming and banging on the windows to escape. As they could see, the doors had a strange bomb stuck on it, sealing the poor passengers inside. “Alright Slinger we need to break the windows and start getting people out! Why don’t you start on that while I defuse this son of a bitch?” “Copy that Gale.” Roman hurried to a window farther away from the bomb. With a punch the glass shattered into a million pieces. “Never fear, Royal Slinger is here! And Gale.” “Fuck you.” Virgil grumbled, examining a wire. Roman smirked for a millisecond before addressing the passengers. “I need you to be as calm and orderly as you can while Spidergale stops that bad boy. No pushing, shoving or sudden movements okay?” Once he was sure everyone was on the same page he started helping them out. Once they were out he instructed them to run like hell, which they of course did. Roman was in the muddle of helping an elderly woman out when he heard Virgil make an ‘aha!’ noise. “The bomb’s defused but I don’t know for how long. There’s a possibility its remote controlled.” He said. “Meaning?” Roman asked just to make sure. “Meaning we should try to haul ass.” Roman put a business man onto the platform while Virgil began to help people out as well. Roman helped a pizza guy onto the platform as Virgil went to the last people, a woman and her baby. “C’mon Miss. I’ll help you guys out.” “Oh thank you Gale!” Roman was about to turn back to the platform when his Spidey sense started tingling. Uh oh, it was behind him. Roman seemed to turn around in slow motion. The child the woman was carrying started beeping. “FU-“ “VIRGIL!!!” Roman suddenly couldn’t hear. He didn’t need sound to understand what was going on. That child was a bomb in disguise. Even though Roman couldn’t hear, he could feel a blood curdling scream escape his throat. Days passed and Roman could still see the haunting image in his mind. They were burying Virgil today. Or, what they could find of him. Roman fucking laughed. They couldn’t find all the pieces of his dearest and yet they were fucking burying him today? That’s absurd! He couldn’t give his love a farewell kiss or a flower because Virgil wasn’t fucking together. Roman couldn’t hear Grandma Storm or Patton sobbing. He couldn’t hear the speech that Logan had made. He could see Logan physically struggle, but Roman didn’t care. His eyes were focused on the coffin. Virgil would probably complain that his coffin wasn’t “edgy” enough because it was white. He could hear his love’s voice. God this was awful. Roman blinked and suddenly the coffin wasn’t there, just a headstone. He felt a hand on his shoulder and somebody hugging him. He looked down to see Patton hugging him tightly. He turned to the side to see Logan, trying to keep his stoic persona, look at him with sorrow no human should ever have. Wait, was he crying? Fuck. Roman had been crying and he didn’t even know. He could hear Thomas say something but the words were muted by..his own sobs. Roman finally fell to his knees, carrying Pat with him and wailed. Have you seen anyone fallen apart? Logan has, and it was unexpected. Nothing was the same after the loss of Virgil. Grandma Storm quickly passed three months later because her body couldn’t handle the stress and grief. Victory dinners at restaurants felt dull when they’d be painfully reminded about the one empty chair. The headquarters just felt off. Logan would often wake up at night and hear Thomas crying. What was the worst thing of all was how Roman handled all of it. For the first year Roman was in between lethargic, depressed and angry. Some days he wouldn’t get out of bed. Others, he started taking on challenges way bigger than himself. The worst days was when he’d spend a whole day sobbing. His wails would echo through the headquarters. It was so haunting Patton would cover his ears and quietly cry, begging silently for it to stop. Logan would cover Patton’s ears with his hands or turn cartoon music all the way up until you couldn’t even hear your breath. The second year is when the switched flipped. Roman, instead of moving on with his grief in a healthier way as suggested by Picani and Logan, turned aggressive. He’d get into screaming matches, took on suicidal missions, and had even beaten a villain so hard he died in the hospital. Thomas organized an intervention and of course everyone was there. Patton was sobbing and begging for Roman to get some help. What happened next was terrifying, and Logan’s own fault. “Virgil wouldn’t want you to be like this Roman. He’d want you to sing and laugh and be ridiculous.” Logan expected Roman to give in at this, but that’s not what happened. Something flickered in Roman’s eyes. Suddenly Logan felt himself be slammed into a wall. He couldn’t breathe because Roman was strangling him. Roman screamed with a rage almost inhuman. “Don’t you dare fucking say that name! Don’t you fucking dare tell me what he’d want! You putas didn’t even help!” Logan suddenly gasped for air as he felt himself fall to the floor. Thomas, Emile and Remy were holding Roman back, shouting at him to calm down. Logan coughed as he felt Patton rush in and hug him tightly, sobbing at the top of his lungs. That’s when Roman broke free. Through Logan’s blurry vision he could see him quickly run off. Remy and Thomas went to chase him, but Emile rushed over to see if he needed help.
And that’s the last they saw of Roman or Royal Slinger. And that’s when Venganza de Rosas emerged. The first encounter with Venganza de Rosas would haunt Logan forever. A disturbance had been reported so naturally the Spider Gang rushed in to save the day. They were horribly wrong. What, or who they found was Spider Bite. He was impaled by multiple black and red metal roses and limp, blood in a pool below him. Logan rushed to check for a pulse. “Oh god, Oh god please! No more!” Patton sobbed. Logan felt bile rush up but forced it down. There was no pulse. Logan backed up to tell Patton the grim news but something caught his eye. Above Spider Bite was something written in blood.
Venganza de Rosas More and more crimes belonging to this “Venganza de Rosas” person sprung up. Bank robberies, heists, heck even murders besides Dolion’s erupted in their faces. What was the most frustrating is that every time the gang resolved a situation, five more popped up. They had no clue it was the beginning of a bloodier battle. It was realized when a figure attacked Thomas. They attacked the man while he was on patrol. The villain must have left Thomas to die with his spinal injury in an alley alone, but luckily Dream Weaver was patrolling over there that day. Thomas would live, but his spinal injury could take years to heal. He was bound to a wheel chair and hearing MJ sob was enough to make Logan storm out of the hospital room in a flurry of mixed emotions. Everything suddenly became a massive shit storm. Cotton Candy Spider went missing for three whole months before they found his body in the sewers. Dream Weaver, overcome with grief of both of his loved ones killed himself. It’s been five years since Virgil died, two years since Roman stormed out, three years after Dolion’s death, eight months since Emile was found and three months since Remy committed suicide. The Spider Gang was crippled. Logan never let Patton go on patrols anymore. Ever. Patton fought every chance he had but one sharp order made him give in. Patton helped Thomas and MJ anyway he could, but he wanted to go save people. Finally In the first time in years, they had a stroke of luck. Logan was ambushed by the figure. The person was probably male, was slightly above average height and had some muscle on them. They wore a black and red mask with bloody roses on it. What was most odd was the suit. They wore a red and black floral tuxedo, but instead of a tie they wore a scarf. Logan dodged an attack and quickly scanned the suit cause no way in hell would a villain just wear a freaking cloth tux by himself. Logan was shocked at the results. It was made from Vibranium. What was the most shocking was the advanced analysis of the DNA Logan had installed just for Venganza de Rosas. Roman. It was fucking Roman. “Roman?!” Venganza de Rosas laughed, heck cackled with malice. This was Roman, holy hell. “Took you long enough Specs. What, it took two murders, a spinal injury and an ambush? Very slow of you!” Roman snarked. “What the fuck Roman?!” Logan growled out. His hands shook and his insides were cold. All this sorrow and rage built up over the years was ready to erupt. “You killed our friends, your friends, for what?! Fun?! Revenge?! All because we all wanted you to get better?!” Logan spat. Roman scoffed and turned around. “You all were never my friends.” With that a loud cloud of smoke floated into the air. Even though Roman was a murderous mastermind he could still be idioti-. Patton hadn’t seen Logan in hours and grew worried. He repeatedly sent messages, checked Logan’s helmet cam, everything. Patton refused to cry. There was no way Logan could be in trouble! He was smart, quick and strong! He was safe right? Right? Suddenly the supercomputer dinged. Patton hurriedly pulled up Logan’s helmet cam. The camera showed nothing but black, but Patton heard a voice. A rough, gravely and wheezing voice. “Subway..platform…seven…help.” “Logan! Logan are you okay?!” Nothing. Patton wasted no time. No way in hell was he going to lose another family member. No way in hell was he going to lose Logan. He suited up and rushed out of the headquarters. Patton barely remembered the trip to subway platform seven. Unfortunately, he knew the way very well. Because that’s where the platform Virgil was blown up at. Patton hadn’t been there in a very long time but he knew it was abandoned due to the danger to the structures the explosion caused. And of course when Patton entered, it was empty. Or so he thought. Weird noises could be heard. Machinery and music floated through the air. Patton gulped and quietly crawled onto the ceiling towards the noise. Along the way he saw..odd objects. A familiar hoodie. Framed ballet shoes. An MCR T-shirt. Patton’s eyes widened as he remembered these items. They were Virgil’s, so why were they here? The music was growing louder and louder as Patton got closer to what he knew was a chamber. What he didn’t expect was to see so much odd technology. There was strange machines with wires and computers. Tables were covered in advanced, almost government level science equipment and strange things in vials. A vinyl player was on another, more empty table. The biggest thing in the center was covered with a large sheet. Patton quietly made it to the ground and out of curiosity walked to the machine in the center. He pulled the sheet and covered his mouth at the thing in the tank. “Patton?” Patton whipped his head around. A cry erupted from his lungs. “Logan! You’re oka-“
SLAM!
Patton cried out as Logan slammed him onto the ground. Patton looked up into his lover’s eyes and gasped in shock. They were blood red. Logan’s eyes weren’t blood red.
“It’s all okay now Patton. Roman is going to fix everything! Our bad luck will be gone and a new world will emerge! We’ll be a family again!” Logan deliriously said with a grin that was way too wide.
“Logan stop it! Stop!” Patton cried, pushing, punching and squirming under the weight of his love.
“Its going to hurt like hell at first but it’s worth it! I promise! Ill be here for you my love!”
“STOP!”
Patton had little time to notice the smoke creeping in through the vents. The smoke seemed to seep into his bones and mind, burning everything that told him to resist into a crisp.
Patton screamed in pain, as his eyes changed blood red. Logan’s kiss was the only thing to mute him.
Blurry eyes blinked. What.was going on? Memory seemed useless, for everything was blurry visions of glass. But now..legs worked. That had never happened before.
The glass door opened and shaky legs stepped into the world for the first time. The lights were bright, but a quick eye rub cleared everything up.
“Ah! It worked! How are you feeling?”
A man. There was..a man.
“…G-Good?”
A gasp could be heard. Voice! The throat had a voice! There was never voice! The man grinned and took hands into his own.
“Good, good! Do you know who you are?”
“N-No.”
The man smiled kindly and kissed the hands.Blood rushed to cheeks, making them warm.
“Your name is Virgil, and you’re my heart. My love. My beloved king.”
Virgil blinked. Love? The word seemed familiar, but he couldn’t place it.It was..nice.
“Come my love. Let us get you dressed and we can talk more. Im certain Patton has clothes laid out for you. Of course everything will make more sense when Logan inputs your memories.”
Virgil nodded, all tension gone. However he still had one question.
“Who are you?” he asked, voice raspy from lack of use.
“I’m Roman, my love. And we will rule this world together with an iron fist.”
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ao3feed-peppermom · 3 years
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by mjonesing (klassmartin)
MJ had known. All those months ago, she predicted it.
He’d laughed then. Told her she was being ridiculous.
But as he sits here amongst the rubble, searching for the potential bodies of his friends, he can’t help but wonder; if only he had listened...
Maybe they could’ve prevented this.
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Or: A tale of friendship, love and betrayal - Peter Parker attends SHIELD Academy to find more about himself and the powers thrust upon him, but ends up learning a whole lot more than he ever could have predicted.
Words: 3894, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English
Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Peter Parker, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones, Flash Thompson, Gwen Stacy, Other Character Tags to Be Added
Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker
Additional Tags: academy au, powers au, Secret Identity, Some Descriptions of Violence, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Friends and Lovers, Inhumans - Freeform, Future Fic
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klance-and-a-half · 7 years
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Sooooo that Spider-Man!au @emuyh-art made got me thinking (since I love Spidey loads)…
What about non Earth-616? What about a Spider-man set up closer to Miles Morales’s earth?
Keith can be in Mile’s place, just for now, and Hunk can be there in Ganke’s spot!! And!!! Hunk/Ganke is how Keith comes around to meeting Spidey(MJ) - an old /friend/ of the previous Spidey (Matt).
Shiro takes Gwen’s spot, Pidge is the third room mate at Hunk’s and Keith’s new magnet school that’s trying to usurp Middleton. Allura and Coran are S.H.I.E.L.D. agents trying to recruit the kids! Zarkon is Hydra, who was a sleeper agent. And Haggar is the keeper of Zarkon, who is failing with the new Inhuman insurgence.
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