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I'm Sorry That I Hurt You
(Bada Lee x Jam Republic!Reader)
"Why does Y/n's team suddenly become viral?" Mina Myoung said while looking at the performance on her phone, along with her crew members.
"I heard that Bada already announced their relationship." Locker replied.
"Heh?! Bada Lee must be so confident!" Downy said.
"Jam Republic and BEBE might work against us, isn't that unfair?" Soll added.
"This show may be about having no respect against one another but we must respect the thought that all of us worked hard to be in this show." Downy replied.
"Should we speak up about this?" Minny asked their leader. All eyes on her.
"Sure, why not?" Mina Myoung said with her head tilt and a little smirk on her face.
"Goodluck." Y/n said while fixing Bada's hair. Bada smiled and put her head on Y/n's shoulder.
"Where's my kiss?" Bada said, pouting her lips and leaning in at Y/n.
"Idiot, we're in public." Y/n whispered shouted.
"Our relationship are now announced in public!" Bada whined.
"They are not thinking of this as a competition anymore." Waackxxxy said while looking at the couple.
"Bada and Y/n?" Yoonji asked when she heard Waackxxxy's voice.
"Yeah, they are not even joining their team to stretch. " Both of the girls just stared at the two figures in front of them who are busy teasing each other.
Daniel, the host finally entered the set. He started his speech and turned to Deep N Dap.
"I heard that Deep N Dap has something to share from the rest of the crews." Mina Myoung grabbed her mic and began her speech.
"It's just... Being in a relationship with your rival is not forbidden in this show, right?" Some of the crews nodded but Y/n and Bada just stared at Mina, knowing what she was gonna say.
"I'm just concerned that if one of us gets into a relationship with other groups, they will forget the responsibility they are obligated to do. All of us worked our blood, sweat, and tears to maintain where we are standing. It feels unfair. That's all." Mina Myoung put the mic at its rightful place. The atmosphere is tense, no one dared to speak. All of the crew here knows that the concern is regarding Y/n and Bada's relationship.
"Kirsten and Bada, leader of Jam Republic and BEBE. May I know your insights about this concern?" Kirsten grabbed the mic because she can sense that Bada's statement will not be good, she can tell it because of Bada's clenched jaw and fist.
"Loving someone is not a sin, it will never be. Bada and Y/n are both adults already and know how to act as professionals when needed. I know they know how to draw the line." Kirsten replied.
"Bada?" Bada grabs the mic and begins to speak.
"I don't really see a problem with my love life but I do see problems when it comes to people invading it. Like what Kirsten said, me and Y/n are adults already meaning we already know what's right and wrong due to past experiences. My life, my choice." Some members are in awe because of Bada's response.
"She's so badass." Rena said, whispering to Akanen.
"Right?" Akanen replied.
The battle began instantly as if the tension had never been there. Lucky for Y/n, no one challenged her for a freestyle battle. This gives her a chance to think deeply.
"Hey, you look stiff like a tree." Y/n turned to her right and saw Ling sitting beside her.
"I don't even have leaves yet." The girls both laughed and went back to watching the battle.
"I know you're in a state of insecurity but whatever happens, fight for the both of you." I smiled at Ling and nodded.
"Of course, I don't wanna lose her." I replied.
"I can already see the effect on both of you if you happen to leave each other." I chuckled.
"That will never happen." Ling nodded in satisfaction.
Across the room, Bada stared at Y/n with affection. She knows how Mina Myoung's words affected Y/n's mind. Bada made a mental note to check on Y/n every now and then.
The battle ended and everyone already left the set, including the judges. Y/n was last to go to their private room but was pulled by someone.
"What-" Y/n's words got cutted off by someone's arms. She immediately recognized the scent and hugged Bada back.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Y/n whispered, Bada caressed her hair and buried her head on Y/n's neck.
"It only makes me worry more." Bada replied. They broke the hug with Bada's hands holding Y/n's.
"What Mina said is just an opinion, don't let it affect you. Our love will never be a disturbance for both of our careers, okay?" Bada said. Y/n is unsure of Bada's statement, she knows something will happen whenever one person in the society disagrees with one's relationship.
"Y/n, did I make myself clear?" Bada asked, leaning down with a tilted head to look at Y/n's face.
"Y-Yeah." Bada sighed and hugged her lover tightly.
The crew mission begins and Y/n is in the rookie class group with Emma, and one of the group with the largest member. The group are on a break and Y/n is on her phone. She scrolled on a post, it's an article about one of her accomplishments. She hearted the article but her mood changes when she sees the comments.
"It's only because of Bada."
"Why post this shit 🤬🤮"
"Stop using Bada for your own desires!"
"Bada's reputation = Y/n's reputation."
Y/n gripped her phone and turned it off. She sighed and closed her eyes to relax herself.
"The filming is about to start in 5 minutes. Please be in your position!" Y/n opened her eyes and sighed. The filming started and the flow went well. Not until Y/n began to feel pain on the back of her right foot but she knew she had to finish the filming so she just endured the pain.
"Y/n! You're bleeding!" Emma screamed causing everyone to turn to Y/n's direction. Her right foot is already drenched in blood and Y/n was not able to walk properly anymore.
"The medics will soon arrive." One of the staff said while taking care of Y/n's foot.
"Why does she need medics? It's just a cut?" Y/n clenched her jaw.
"Just wipe the blood and bring me a new pair of shoes." Y/n told the staff. The staff looked at her dumbfounded but just remained quiet because of Y/n's stare.
The filming ended and everyone began to leave the set. Y/n is in the dressing room, wrapping a cloth on her feet when she hears voices from outside of the door.
"Why is Y/n in the rookie group section? I expected her to be in the sub-leader."
"Me too."
"It must be embarrassing for Bada, her girlfriend is in the rookie group while she is in the leaders."
"Y/n should've at least made herself the main dancer. It must be embarrassing~"
"Hey! How's the filming?" Bada said excitedly, watching Y/n go inside the car.
"Not bad." Y/n replied coldly, putting her seatbelt on. This action confused Bada, Y/n always lets her put the seatbelt for her.
"Not bad, really? You know you can tell me anything." Bada said.
"Not now, Bada." Bada nodded sadly and began to drive the car.
Throughout the silent ride, both lovers are in deep thoughts. Bada is trying to figure out what's wrong with her girlfriend while Y/n is fighting with her own insecurities, if she is good enough for Bada. Bada looked over at Y/n's side and saw that she is leaning over the window, she must be asleep. Bada caressed Y/n's thigh as a sign of affection and comfort until they got home to their apartment.
Weeks passed by and Y/n continued to act distant around Bada. Y/n being in a rival team only makes Bada frustrated because she doesn't have to much time to talk to Y/n. Meanwhile, Y/n is relieved that her foot finally healed.
"Did something happen between the both of you?" Kirsten asked looking up at Y/n, Jam Republic is sitting at their seats at the main battle set.
"Nothing, why?" Y/n replied.
"Don't lie to us, Bada keeps on trying to approach you yet you always avoid her." Audrey said.
"You're too young to understand adult talk." Y/n pinched Audrey's cheek.
"We just got busy because the K-Pop mission is around the corner." Y/n lied.
"Is it just me or Bada is a little pale than usual." Ling said making Y/n looked towards BEBE. Bada is looking down but you can see that her lips is so pale.
"How many weeks do we have until the K-Pop mission?" Y/n asked still looking at her lover.
"3 weeks." Kirsten answered.
One week later, Jam Republic are practicing their cheography for the upcoming mission when the door got slammed open.
"Y/n unnie, please follow me! It's about Bada unnie!" Lusher said panicking. Kirsten gave Y/n a nod and Y/n followed Lusher through the door.
"What happened to her?" Y/n asked.
"Bada unnie already has a fever since last week but she insisted on continuing to practice. It got worsened when she decided to practice everyday." Lusher stopped walking, making Y/n do the same also.
"I don't know what happened between the two of you but it greatly affects Bada unnie. I already considered our leader as my sister, please take care of her." Lusher and Y/n continues to walk towards the BEBE's hideout.
"I'll give you both some privacy." Lusher said and walk way. Y/n pursed her lips still unsure on what she's do when she faced Bada. Y/n stayed at Kisten's apartment throughout the days they both haven't talked to each other. Y/n opened the door and saw Bada laying on the couch with a banner covering her face.
"Lusher, I said I don't need medicine." Bada said with a husky voice.
"Looks like you need one." Bada quickly removed the banner when she heard her lover's voice. When she confirmed it's Y/n, she puts back the banner on her face.
"If I knew that me being sick will be the reason for you to talk to me again, I would've done it earlier." Bada said. Y/n approached Bada and sat on the chair near the couch.
"Will you finally tell me the reason why you didn't talk to me and didn't even come home in the past weeks?" Bada asked.
"I'm sorry." Y/n whispered but enough for Bada to her.
"You know, your sorrys are lame." Bada replied while sitting up. Y/n sighed and began to tell her true feelings to Bada.
"You have a personality that doesn't care about other people's opinion, I don't have that. It only makes me insecure that you and I's reputation are so different." Bada stared at her and sighed.
"Come here." Bada pulled her to strangle on her lap.
"Idiot, you're sick-"
"I don't care- Our reputation has nothing to do with both of us loving each other. They can talk bad about us but what do they know about us? Nothing right." Y/n looked down, processing the words.
"It's so easy for you to ignore them." Y/n whispered.
"It's because I mainly focus on you. They do not own my body. That's why I told you last time to not let it affect you." Bada explained.
"I don't want this to happen again, understood?" Y/n nodded with tears in her eyes that threatening to fall. Bada pulled her head and hugged her. Y/n hugged her back with the same emotions.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you..." Y/n whispered while sobbing on Bada's neck with Bada shushing her.
"Come home to me and everything will fall back to its rightful place." Bada whispered, kissing Y/n's temple.
#bada lee x reader#bada lee x y/n#bada lee#street woman fighter 2#fluff#Spotify#bada lee fanfic#bada lee swf2#swf2 x reader#swf2
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DM power point party
My friends and I have done one to many power point parties recently. (An excellent time highly recommend)
But it got me thinking about the DM crew and what they would do for a power point party. Because all it is is info dumping about whatever you want.
Téa: different styles of dance and why you should learn.
Complete with demonstrations.
She makes them all try at least one dance move.
Tristan: which duel monsters I could beat in a fist fight.
He goes hard.
It’s a complete guide of the monsters attack and defense points, as well as any flavor text.
He then says if he would fight them or not “I wouldn’t fight Dark Magician because he’s Yugi’s ace and he wouldn’t fight me, Battle Ox on the other hand is Kaiba’s monster and I’m punching it in the face.”
He tends to states if he could win or not. Some of them are wild over estimations of his own strength but it’s all in good fun.
Yugi: the game I think represents each of you best.
He’s gone through and matched their personalities with different board games.
Some are based on the way they think. Kaiba is strategic so he would get get chess (he would also be low key upset if he didn’t get chess or Duel monsters) although you could also give him a resource management game like Catan, I’d be scared to play Catan with Kaiba
Others are based on vibe alone.
Téa gets a corporative game where the players have to work together to win (something like Magic Maze; a great game!)
Joey would probably also get a team game or a corporative game. He is competitive but he also loves his friends and is very loyal.
This maybe a creative ploy to try and get the others to play more board games with him (as some one who loves board games I approve)
Joey: ranking all the people I’ve dueled by how much they annoy me.
He’s poking fun at everyone. It’s light hearted for the most part, and is not based on any skill.
It’s mostly so he poke fun at Rex, Wevil, and Kaiba who is not impressed.
Joey ranks them from most annoying to least annoying.
Mai takes third. She’s his friend but she can drive him mad in a duel.
“Second is the Pharaoh, you’re always respectful and dramatic but there is one person better than you” Yugi is siting their confused because who’s better thank the Pharaoh but Yami/Atem already knows the answer
The winner is a Yugi his best friend and least annoying person. “Yug’s the best person to duel and my favorite buddy.”
Yami/Atem: Which duel monsters card represent you all best
He knows exactly which monster is their spirit card
He might give 3 option and let them pick their favorite.
He knows what their soul card is but it’s fun for him to give them the option to pick and watch them pick their soul card every time.
Other ideas for Atem
Why I love all of you
Very sweet, thank you Atem.
Yugi would do this to.
modern day things that still confuse me.
It’s actually really fun as he puts things on the screen to tell his friends what he first thought each item was/did
Alternatively if this is after he has his memories “things that would send my Egyptian friends into a coma.”
But it’s Grandpa who’s gets everyone.
He video calls Prof Hawkins in. The Professor was more than happy to do a short power point about his research.
He finishes and asks Solomon what his presentation is. He’s expecting his old friend to do something about games
Solomon smirks as he opens his slides
Why my grandchildren are better than yours
Grandchildren? Let him explain
The next slide is a picture of Yugi “my grandson, the King of Games”
The next slide a picture of Yami/Atem “my other grandson, he was once the Pharaoh of Egypt.”
Atem is greatly touched by the sentiment, but it’s the next slide that gets everyone.
The next slide is a picture of Joey, Téa and Tristian “my adopted grandchildren, Joey is a world class duelist I should know I taught him myself! Téa is going to be a world renowned dancer! And Tristian is an incredible mechanic and sharp shooter (according to the manga) I’m so proud of them.”
The whole group is shocked. Solomon goes along with his presentation, it’s just him boasting about all of their accomplishments to Arthur.
Joey is in tears by the end. “You think of me as your grandson?”
Yugi just smiles at him “of course he does, you’re family.”
#yugi moto#yugi mutou#seto kaiba#pharaoh atem#yami yugi#atem#téa gardner#tristan taylor#joey wheeler#solomon muto#duel monsters#yugioh
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You know, I still want an AU where Mebuki and Kizashi become the team parents for team 7. I have only found one so far and that's Rays of Spring Sunshine by sparklyfaerie over on AO3.
So let's add some more to the internet, lets make a childhood friends au for team 7. For shits and giggles we could also potentially add Sand Cousins to this AU later, also Merchant Haruno clan. (For those wondering what those are here's a link or two or three)
Okay, so here's what I'm thinking. We have merchant Kizashi Haruno who moved to Konoha to help expand business. Mebuki, who was originally from Suna, was a chunin level ninja during the war but retired after and moved with her husband. After the move to Konoha they have Sakura.
Mebuki has gotten a job in the village as a social worker or the equivalent to that. Because of her previously being a shinobi, a lot of her cases are children whose ninja parents died on missions. Most of them being clan kids, it was easy to find new living situations for them with other clan members and then do check ins. A lot of clans already had procedures put in place for this, too. Then, one day, she got her newest cases with a muttered good luck. Mebuki looked them over, Sasuke Uchiha and Naruto Uzumaki. The only survivor of the recently massacred Uchiha clan and the vessel for the nine tailed fox.
Oh dear god, what the hell?! The mom in Mebuki was ready to fist fight someone. What moron deemed it okay to let two little boys who are obviously traumatized live on their own? Nope not on Mebuki's watch.
As the new case worker for each boy, Mebuki does have to go make house calls. She takes Sakura with her, so not only will Mebuki stay calm, with several little eyes watching her, but sometimes having another child there will relax the other, and having them play together gives Mebuki more insight.
"Sakura, be nice to these boys," Mebuki tells her daughter. "Life has not been kind to them, so we must."
The little girl nodded as she followed her mother to the first apartment.
Mebuki almost fainted at the state of the apartment she entered. Does no help this boy clean? Or at least show him how?!
"Are you my new social worker?" Naruto asked, recognizing the symbol on the file in Mebuki's hands.
Mebuki nodded, getting down on the boy's eye level while she talked to him. "Yes, I'm Mebuki Haruno, and this is my daughter Sakura. May we come in?"
The boy was on edge which Mebuki didn't blame him for he has gone through almost as many social workers as he had years on this earth. But after a gentle nudge to her daughter Sakura got him to relax a little. The way he bombarded her daughter proved Meuki's suspicions true, the boy was starved for attention. It was partly why Mebuki brought her along, and her daughter's empathy was sometimes needed to help gaining other children's trust.
Sakura spending time with Naruto also gave Mebuki an insight that this boy was indeed left to fend for himself. Well, she'll have to change that. One of these days later this week, she'll have to come back with Sakura to start teaching Naruto basic life skills. She'll be damned if this boy is only surviving off ramen.
The next stop was Sasuke Uchiha's apartment. This one Mebuki was more hesitant on bringing Sakura to. Trauma and the reaction to it is unpredictable, especially in ones so young. Mental health is also often ignored among shinobi and ninja clans. Mebuki highly doubts Sasuke has received anything in healing besides his physical body.
Unsurprisingly, the boy is angry and demands they go away. Unfortunately, Mebuki is just as if not more stubborn. She's a former shinobi. Does he really think a locked door is gonna stop her?
She makes a deal with Sasuke, if she can get in then he'll work with her since he'll be seeing a lot of her in the next few years. Sasuke snorts but takes the deal thinking she won't get in, after all this women is just a civilian.
30 seconds later, Mebuki Haruno is standing inside his doorway file ready in hand.
Mebuki is right that this visit was completely different from the one she had with Naruto. Sasuke kept his focus on her with maybe one or two glances at her daughter after introductions. Sasuke seemed more interested in getting them out as soon as possible and isolating himself. Well, that won't do either. Mebuki makes a mental note to make frequent visits to Sasuke's place. According to his file, the last social worker didn't even try to help this boy with his isolation issues. Guess Mebuki will have to go the exposure therapy route. Even if it's in small bursts with her or with her and Sakura, the boy needs some sort of human interaction.
Maybe she can get him and Naruto to hang out one day? Though they may need Sakura there to buffer out the two as a middle man.
So Mebuki got to work. The Academy was currently on a break for two weeks, and Kizashi was currently away on business, so all of her visits she did have to bring Sakura. Naruto liked having her around. Sasuke seemed to tolerate it. Naruto eagerly took to learning from her, whether it's because he was learning with Sakura or Mebuki actually took the time to patiently explain things to him, she wasn't sure. She still had to break into Sasuke's apartment every time, but she actually got that boy to go out into the world even if it was just errands. And he's acknowledgumg Sakura more on the visits even sorta speaking to her. So that's a win in her book.
It was during this time that Mebuki learned the boys were actually in the same class as Sakura in the academy. She knew they all went to the academy but not the same class. This info from Sakura and the information on how they're treated helps Mebuki adjust on what she needs to do with the boys.
"Mama, Naruto, and Sasuke are lonely," Sakura stated to her after one of the visits.
Mebuki nodded. Her daughter was sharp minded. It did not surprise Mebuki Sakura picked up on the boys' loneliness.
"I want to help them."
"Continue being kind to them Sakura," Mebuki instructed. "They both need it, and maybe a friend."
When the academy started again, Mebuki wasn't surprised to hear the kids didn't interact much. The classroom and children themselves have their own social rules they tend to follow. Sakura was also friends with Ino Yamanaka, one of the most popular girls in class. So by proxy, Sakura was in the middle of the social circle, too. Sasuke wouldn't dare get close to it, and Naruto wouldn't have the chance.
What did give Mebuki some surprises was her first time checking in on the boys without Sakura. Kizashi had recently returned home and was gone again with Sakura on a daddy daughter weekend trip. Naruto, being disappointed that his new friend was away, didn't surprise Mebuki much. But it did hurt to think he thought it was because Mebuki or Kizashi didn't want her around him. Surprisingly the boy let Mebuki comfort him saying no they weren't forbidding it, this was just a planned trip before Naruto became Sakura's friend.
"Where's Sakura?"
Sasuke's question would have thrown Mebuki off had it not been for her ninja background. But she had seen the boy slowly warming up to her daughter.
"She's with her father right now."
"Hn."
This gives Mebuki an idea. On Friday afternoon, while children were in school, Mebuki had placed a sealing jutsu on the boys' apartments, one that locks them out. She also left a note saying they are to come over for dinner. After she sends Sakura to go get Naruto while she goes get Sasuke, and Kizashi starts on dinner.
Sasuke was glaring at her when she got to his apartment. "How did you do this?"
Mebuki smiled, with that pout he was trying to hide Sasuke almost looked his age. "Just because I retired being a ninja doesn't mean I still don't know how to use jutsu Sasuke. Now come on we have some things to pick up before dinner."
And that's how Friday dinners started, leading to weekend sleepovers after Mebuki and Kizashi insist that it was too late for the boys to be wondering in the dark. Kizashi's jokester nature warmed Naruto up to him fast and she swore she saw Sasuke smirk once or twice at one Kizashi's awful jokes. After a while Mebuki could stop putting the sealing jutsu on the apartments when the boys just started following Sakura home on Fridays but she kinda wants to see who figures out how to break the jutsu first.
They still don't interact unless they have to in the academy but Mebuki is starting to suspect that's more on the boys wanting this friendship to be private. Sasuke is naturally a private person and Mebuki suspects that Naruto is afraid of the public either turning one of his friends away from him or that they'll be ostracized like he was.
Mebuki knows this is technically crossing some professional boundaries but honestly she does not give a damn. And technically they're over at her house as Sakura's friends. Good luck trying to deny these boys one of their only two friends.
Mebuki can do without the pranks though. Naruto may be the only one the village blames for them but she knows better. That is not Naruto's handwriting and Naruto was never that detailed before.
It was around the time of graduation that Mebuki was starting to become a little worried. She was excited for the kids don't get her wrong but the politics of the whole thing was a pain in the ass. Newly graduated genin in Konoha were pretty much considered emancipated minors. Genin who were wards of the state like Naruto and Sasuke would be aged out of their social workers care. They would then be put on teams based on skillset. Mebuki was worried how well that was gonna work out for the children. The only ones she can see them working well with is one another but likely hood of all of them ending up on the same team was not very high.
Well she might as well start preparing. She'll have three jonin showing up soon. One to talk to the parent of Sakura and two to talk to her as the social worker to Naruto and Sasuke.
Mebuki couldn't help the laugh when she learned that all three meetings would be with Kakashi Hatake. Oh is he gonna have his hands full, she hopes her little brats gives him hell.
I'm imagining after the war team 7 stumbles into the Haruno's house at some point because Mebuki put that same damn sealing jutsu on all of their apartments. Mebuki starts chastising Sasuke like "Where. Have. You. Been?!" like he's a teenager who missed curfew and not a wanted missing ninja for the last three years. Later on when Sasuke and Sakura start traveling together Mebuki and Kizashi have a bet on how many grandchildren they'll have by the time they return and what the genders will be.
#someone talk to me about team parents kizashi and mebuki#why give sakura parents if we aren't gonna use them#as always wasted potential kishimoto#naruto#team 7#naruto uzumaki#sasuke uchiha#sakura haruno#kizashi haruno#mebuki haruno#childhood friends au#slight sasusaku#naruto team 7
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@justreckin made me think of young Una and the young Clark Kent parallels drew themselves
Our favorite regal Amazonian was once a lanky, awkward teenager. We know her homeworld wasn't built for her superstrength, but her house probably was. At least when she was little. Baby girl must have had a couple reinforced teething toys. And from then on she would have been taught always to hold back. Never even enter a situation where your abilities could be revealed.
But then she went to the Academy. She's here to start over, and let go of her past, and, unfortunately, do some physical training.
Una has never worked out with humans. She may not have ever worked out period; team sports probably weren't an option. AND FROM HERE comes a list of shenanigans:
After a two mile jog with her class, Una is not sore. Maybe if they had gone faster and longer, it would have taken a little effort. "Don't you ever sweat?" someone pants incredulously. Una looks at her classmates in varying states of exhaustion and drops to the ground. "My muscles," she groans. "Ow."
She is clearly not from Earth or a colony with strong ties to Earth. She doesn't get references and misses jokes. Some people are nice about it (like the equivalent of shouting BILL BILL BILL if your new friend mentions they've never seen Bill Nye the Science Guy). Others are not. Some jerk tries to jumpscare her and she freaks and "misses" when she punches at her target. jerk laughs and walks away. Una is covering a hole in the wall, conveniently the size of her fist.
Una smacks her computer when it isn't working and rips it off the wall. After a moment to panic, she walks away and claims no knowledge of the incident.
Team building exercises are awful the first few semester. Tug of war and running a log up a hill and the like. Una can just stand and hold the rope and not budge.
Once she learns "normal" human limits, though, those exercises are fun. Her team almost always wins.
One of her friends accidentally takes a bite of her doctored up dinner and spends the night rolling around in pain. "...I like things spicy." "Spicy? That was acidic! That burned off a layer of my esophagus!"
they are required to participate in a sport each semester. Track is best, once Una learns how to look like she's in pain. She's consistently second or third, despite the coach's firm belief that she could do better.
Wrestling and martial arts are the worst. They learn martial arts all through the Academy, and Una has to apologize for several bruises and a few broken bones. One guy is dumb enough to make her angry before fighting her. He's in the infirmary for a week. Una manages to pass it off as a slippery floor.
Baseball isn't quite dead, and it's another learning curve to find out that humans cannot, in fact, hit the ball out of the stadium nine times out of ten. Una breaks a few bats and has a terrible time hiding them.
she bends a few utensils, and those are fun to hide, too.
Una opens a hatch in a training simulation, and a full inspection is done on the hatch to find out how it got so loose.
Una flicks a pebble and breaks a window.
she's struggling with a fitted sheet and it straight up. disintegrates.
Una gets frustrated with a glitchy door panel and Pelia gets a completely hypothetical question about how to fix door panels.
(also, if Una really was this awkward, Pelia definitely knew her secret. She does not care. She thinks it's funny.)
if we want to get angsty, there's an accident. No one should have survived the explosion, least of all Cadet Chin Riley, who threw herself over the exploding comm panel and suffered horrific burns. The other cadets remember someone carrying them out. they couldn't see who. There's no way it was Una, who was found several yards away, where the explosion threw her.
Una is still Una, and it doesn't take her long to adapt and master herself. But for the first few semesters, I can picture awkward Una breaking things.
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Rescue Bots fighting style in my AU
So regarding This post again where I mentioned several things, the main one being about Blades fighting like Ty Lee from ATLA
So I´ve brought myself to do Heatwave, Boulder and Chase fighting style in their holoforms! /can also be considered in their bot forms
That and explaining more about Blades one of course!
Blades
As I´ve stated before, since Blades is the team official medic, he must know all about Cybertronian; biology, anatomy and medicine. Since rescue missions sometimes, or most of the time, end up with the rescuers or the rescued injured. And having a medic in the team ,or at least someone with medical knowledge till help arrive, must be if not needed then OBLIGATORY.
So for me Blades fighting like Ty Lee works in his Holoform, because her fighting style is called "White Crane Fist" or “beak hands” or gōu shǒu, and this type of style emphasizes on circular movements, grace, and subtlety. The style also requires strong balance, reach, agility, and speed over brute force.
Also in this type of fighting style, it is necessary to know about human anatomy, or precisely about pressure points (if they actually belong to the branch of biology I apologize for the confusion). By hitting a sequence of pressure points, you can paralyze or even kill enemies.
I don´t know how but I think this could be aplied, somehow to their Cybertronian form!
Boulder
Now, while Boulder has a huge frame and powerful alternate mode, his gentle nature might prevent him from acting violently, he may dislike violence and his main focus is on rescue missions. However, if necessary, he must resort to violence to protect his comrades.
He is absolutedly the most peaceful bot in his team and with his little innocent fascination about Earth´s Flora and Fauna, he is definitely the most protected of his team.
And even if he doesn´t recurs to violence, his team, mostly Blades and Heatwave insist that he needs to AT LEAST know personal defence or carry a weapon around, a small weapon.
So I imagine him using "nunchucks" or "nunchaku", like TMNT Mikey. He is good fighting with his nunchucks and decent at hand to hand combat.
Chase
Now while Boulder is the peaceful one that doesn´t like to use violence unless necessary, Chase on the other hand is capable of using violence but he strongly belief in the law, meaning that he will rather use legal police procedures that using violence.
But he agreed, by order of Heatwave, to resort to violence if necessary or in case of life or death, he without a doubt follows the orders of his superiors and Heatwave is the leader of his team therefore he must obey him, also because he understands his concerns.
So like Boulder, I imagine that Chase also carries a weapon around, and he is better at fighting than Boulder. So in my perspective his fighting style is kinda like Tanjiro Kamado from Kny, but without the Breathing Style, he is good with his katana.
Or like in many headcannons he knows about the Cyberninjas style of fighting.
Heatwave
Believe me or not I was in PAIN trying to figure out how Heatwave´s fighting should be (well his and Chase´s) so I will just say this.
Heatwave already has the will to fight, even though he is a Rescue Bot and his main objective is to save people, he wants to join Team Prime to be able to fight!
But even though that he NEEDS and WANTS to fight, he knows down deep in his Spark, that he cannot leave his team, his family, alone, he knows that there are dangers and that his team is the only full and functional Rescue team left. They are the only thing he has left, they and the Burns family are his home.
So even if he knows he can´t leave his home, that does not stop him from learning to figh. He already is very strong and he is really focused on improving, but he must be a great fighter, if not the best of his team(Blades following him).
He is accurate and lethal, he makes sure to study his opponent's movements when fighting them, if he sees a pattern he can predict his opponent's next movement and stop it in time with a blow.
It might not look at it but he can adjust his water cannons so that they have more pressure and cause damage to his enemy.
So I see him as a less deathly but still good fighter like the Winter Soldier AKA Bucky Barnes!
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Varys, the elusive spymaster who seems to know all that goes on in King’s Landing. From when we first met him, we don’t truly know his motives, which side he is truly on if any and he dons multiple disguises. It’s underscored by his name being a homophone for “varies.”
However, we learn by ADWD that he is effectively on Team Aegon who he likely knows is Illyrio’s son by a Blackfyre mother. That leaves the question of why does he support House Blackfyre’s cause? What is his connection to House Blackfyre?
More to the point, just exactly who is Varys?
Let’s take a look at his backstory.
"I was an orphan boy apprenticed to a traveling folly. Our master owned a fat little cog and we sailed up and down the narrow sea performing in all the Free Cities and from time to time in Oldtown and King's Landing.
-ACOK, Tyrion X
"The Lord Varys was born a slave in Lys, did you know? Put not your trust in spiders, my lord."
-AGOT, Eddard V
Varys stated that he was an orphan from apprenticed on a mummers ship, but Pycelle gives a detail that Varys was a slave in Lys. He mentions in the story to Tyrion that the master of the mummer’s boat sold him to a sorcerer, and Illyrio mentions he arrived in Pentos “one step ahead of the slavers” indicating that he likely was a slave.
Who else do we know of who was a slave in Lys?
"Serra. I found her in a Lysene pillow house and brought her home to warm my bed, but in the end I wed her.
-ADWD, Tyrion II
Varys was practically from the same city as Serra, and under the same status, but whereas Serra was sold to a pillow house, Varys was sold to a mummers’ ship. Varys likely knew her, and directed Illyrio to find her and produce a son of Blackfyre blood. That just leaves the question of how are the two people connected? How did Varys know her?
We may get a few hints in Illyrio’s mentioning of Varys’s backstory.
He [Maelys] won command of the Golden Company by fighting his cousin, Daemon Blackfyre, for it, killing his cousin's destrier with a single punch and then twisting Daemon's head until it was torn from his shoulders.
-WOIAF, Jaehaerys II
"In Myr he was a prince of thieves, until a rival thief informed on him. In Pentos his accent marked him, and once he was known for a eunuch he was despised and beaten. Why he chose me to protect him I may never know, but we came to an arrangement. Varys spied on lesser thieves and took their takings. I offered my help to their victims, promising to recover their valuables for a fee. Soon every man who had suffered a loss knew to come to me, whilst city's footpads and cutpurses sought out Varys … half to slit his throat, the other half to sell him what they'd stolen. We both grew rich, and richer still when Varys trained his mice."
-ADWD, Tyrion II
It has been stated more than once that the best lies have bits of truth in them, something a master spymaster like Varys would know. Illyrio would keep some information hidden, and give just enough to satisfy Tyrion’s curiosity but with some lies to cover up their plan and keep out details that would potentially expose it.
Maybe Varys was a kind of prince, but there are no monarchies in the Free Cities like in Westeros except for one family of claimants at the time of his birth: House Blackfyre.
Maelys Blackfyre, the Monstrous: Captain of the Golden Company, named for his grotesquely huge torso and arms, fearsome strength, and savage nature. A second head grew from his neck, no bigger than a fist. He won command of the Golden Company by fighting his cousin, Daemon Blackfyre, for it, killing his cousin’s destrier with a single punch and then twisting Daemon’s head until it was torn from his shoulders.
-WOIAF, Jaehaerys II
Varys may have been “a prince of thieves” or a Blackfyre prince as Daemon IV’s son, until a “rival thief,” Maelys the Monstrous, overthrew him in a coup. Of course, Daemon IV lived long enough to father children: Varys and Serra. Maelys may have killed Daemon in combat, but killing his children would have potentially cost him the support of the Golden Company, so as a simple solution he sold them into slavery, or their mother was sold into slavery when she was pregnant with them at least.
Varys and Serra’s story would sound very similar to that of Viserys and Daenerys: a pair of orphaned children of Targaryen blood in the Free Cities who lost their father in an usurpation by a distant cousin. The sorcerer that bought Varys likely knew of his dragonblood/kingsblood.
The cut was quick, the blade sharp. By rights the metal should have been cold against her flesh, but it felt warm instead. She could feel the blood washing down her face, a rippling red curtain falling across her brow and cheeks and chin, and she understood why the priest had made her close her eyes. When it reached her lips the taste was salt and copper. She licked at it and shivered.
-ADWD, The Ugly Little Girl
If his story sounds familiar, that’s because it is Arya’s story: a child who saw their father beheaded, and lost everything their family, their home and freedom who dedicates their life in pursuit of vengeance and learns a craft to do so. Needing the mercenary Illyrio to protect him, Varys was not well-versed in combat, so he set about to become a master spymaster.
While he would work with Illyrio in the thief-taking and espionage business for some years, he never lost sight of his true goal for the Blackfyre conquest of the Iron Throne. Look at Varys and he is the opposite of the ethos of House Blackfyre. Daemon I, Maelys and arguably many others including Bittersteel were all powerful warriors embodying the idealized, masculine warrior-king while Varys is a soft, plump eunuch with powdered hands, and wearing perfumes and silks. The contrast in appearances emphasizes the contrast in their approaches with the Blackfyres having tried to overthrow the Targaryens using hard power while Varys uses soft power. Varys is basically the Blackfyre counterpart to Bloodraven or the anti-Bloodraven:
Master of Whisperers and closest advisor to a weak king named Aerys
Dwells in tunnels of Red Keep with his children who serve as agents while Bloodraven dwells in a cave with the children of the forest
Cultivated a certain boy king for his grand plan (Aegon as opposed to Bran)
Associates with boy named Aegon raised in the country who is crowned king
Use of disguises
Uses his “little birds” as informants in place of Bloodraven’s actual birds
Son of a royal father who was the fourth of his name (Daemon IV as opposed to Aegon IV for Bloodraven)
His sigil would be a black dragon as opposed to Bloodraven’s white dragon.
Uses a crossbow to kill Kevan as opposed to weirwood bow Bloodraven used to kill Daemon I and his sons
Wizard as opposed to greenseer? (that’s best explored in another post)
He is effectively the image of everything House Blackfyre despised yet Varys managed to succeed where all his predecessors failed in overthrowing House Targaryen, and not through an invasion, but espionage and subterfuge.
Overthrowing the Targaryens was part one, but part two was installing a Blackfyre on the Iron Throne. Varys had two serious constraints concerning part two: he knew he couldn’t sit the Iron Throne due to himself being a eunuch who couldn’t sire any heirs, and he knew the realm would never rise for a Blackfyre. He came up with a solution that solved both problems: his sister Serra would produce a son of Blackfyre blood who would then be presented as the son of the late Prince of Dragonstone in a supposed restoration of the Targaryen regime. Serra like Daenerys would end up being sold as part of a marriage deal involving Illyrio in a plan to take the Iron Throne.
He was willing to do whatever it took to succeed, even at the expense of his own sister and innocent children. His story itself is a warning to Arya of what a life dedicated to vengeance could potentially lead to.
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Someone Like You -- Loki Odinson
You never knew true happiness until you met the God of Mischief.
You never knew that life could have so much meaning in it until he was in it.
You never knew how deserving of love you were until you met him.
May 4, 2012 - the day your life changed. That was the first time you had laid eyes on Loki. Granted, it wasn't in the greatest of circumstances, but you still met him. Little did you know that he would change your entire life. Loki had orchestrated the Battle of New York with the Chitauri against the Avengers. You had been recruited by Nick Fury to join the team. After your accident, you developed supernatural abilities, which came in handy during the fight. And the team was able to stop Loki. Afterward, Thor returned to Asgard with Loki.
It wasn't until 5 years later you would run into Loki again. You found yourself at 177A Bleecker Street with Dr. Stephen Strange. The two of you had developed an odd friendship, but one that you were grateful for.
"Y/N," Thor greeted with a smile, "What are you doing here?"
You returned his smile, walking toward him for a hug, "I could be asking you the same thing. Why are you on Earth?"
"I am looking for Odin," Thor explained.
"And he is not on Asgard?" you inquired.
"Loki," Thor said, and you nodded in understanding. He then looked back at Stephen, "So, Earth has wizards now?"
"The preferred term is Master of the Mystic Arts," Stephen responded.
"All right, wizard. Who are you? Why should I care? And why are you here, Y/N?" Thor continued.
"My name is Dr. Stephen Strange, and we have some questions for you," Stephen said.
"We do?" you looked at him, confused.
"Yes," Stephen nodded, "Take a seat. I keep a watchlist of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to our world. Your adoptive brother, Loki, is one of those beings."
"He's a worthy inclusion," Thor agreed.
"Then why bring him here?" Stephen demanded.
"Wait, Loki's here?" you questioned.
Thor nodded toward you before answering, "We're looking for my father."
"So, if I were to tell you where Odin was, all parties concerned would return to Asgard promptly?" Stephen asked.
"Promptly," Thor assured.
"Great! Then I'll help you," Stephen concluded as you rolled your eyes. "He's in Norway."
Stephen opened a portal for Thor to enter Norway. Thor retrieved his umbrella, masked as his hammer. He turned to look at you, "Always nice to see you, Y/N. Oh, I suppose I'll need my brother back."
"Right," Stephen responded, opening another portal on the ceiling only for Loki to fall through it screaming.
Loki layed on the ground, his fists clenched, "I have been falling for 30 minutes!"
"Justifiably so," you crossed your arms.
The instant his green eyes met yours, you were a goner.
"And who are you?" Loki huffed, standing up and fixing his clothing.
"Y/N L/N," you responded.
"She kicked your ass back in New York. How can you not remember?" Thor chuckled.
Loki grunted, "Right."
"You can handle him from here?" Stephen checked in.
"Of course," Thor assured.
And then they were gone again, but not for long. Within days, Loki had returned to Earth.
"What are you doing here?" you inquired.
Loki raised his eyebrows, ignoring your question, "Y/N L/N."
"Yes?" you asked.
"We need your help. Thor asked me to come to get you," Loki explained.
"My help?" you laughed nervously, "What could I possibly help you with?"
"Believe it or not, I'm not the worst of us siblings," Loki responded.
"I find that very hard to believe," you stated.
"Well, you'll have to see for yourself then," Loki argued.
"And what makes you think I'd go anywhere with you?" you challenged.
He shrugged, "You don't have to, but the fate of Asgard depends on it."
"Don't try to guilt trip me into tagging along," you countered.
"Are you always this insufferable?" Loki narrowed his eyes.
"Only to those who try to invade my home," you answered, crossing your arms.
"That was years ago," Loki defended.
"And suddenly you've changed? I think Thor would've mentioned something," you responded.
Loki rolled his eyes, "Can't you put your idiotic grudge to the side and just come with? We're wasting time."
You sighed, letting your arms fall to your side, "Fine. Let's go."
"Finally," Loki muttered. He held his hand out for you to take, but you only looked at it distrustfully. "I don't bite."
"And I still don't trust you," you argued, reluctantly grabbing his hand before you were surrounded by light before the Bifrost transported you. You found yourself unknowingly gripping Loki's hand tightly, something he noticed right away. By the time you landed on Sakaar, Loki was looking over at you.
"Where are we?" you asked.
"Sakaar," Loki grinned at you, "We're stealing a ship, and then heading to Asgard."
"You brought me to another planet to steal?" you hissed, shoving your finger in his chest. "I knew I shouldn't have trusted you."
"If we don't take it, then everyone on Asgard dies," Loki argued, "There's no other option."
"I didn't realize you were one to care about others," you countered.
"Darling, you don't know anything about me," Loki smirked.
"If we get caught, you forced me against my will," you stated.
Loki shrugged, "They won't believe you nor care to."
"Can we just get this over with?" you asked, "I can't believe you brought me to steal something."
"Get over yourself," Loki rolled his eyes, leading the way to sneak into the Grandmaster's castle to steal a ship. Upon entering it, Loki looked at you, "Don't touch anything."
"My distrust in you has skyrocketed after this," you argued.
"Do you ever shut up?" he raised his voice.
"No," you smirked you sat down, watching as Loki got the ship started quickly to get out of there, "You haven't mentioned what's exactly going on."
"And yet, you came," Loki glanced over at you.
"You mentioned something about siblings. I wasn't aware there were more than two of you," you noted.
"Welcome to the club," Loki grinned as he got it started, and set in the coordinates to get to Asgard quickly. "Apparently, we have a sister. Ragnorak is happening, and Thor mentioned needing help. We can't face Hela alone."
"Thor is literally the God of Thunder," you crossed your arms, "What do I have to offer?"
"Obviously something useful," Loki shrugged.
"So, Hela...is she a god too or?" you inquired.
"Goddess of Death," Loki confirmed.
"Great," you muttered.
Loki glanced over at you again, "Look, you won't have to do anything against Hela."
Reluctantly, you met his eyes. You couldn't explain what feeling overcame you, but oddly enough, you found a sense of comfort in those green eyes. Your brain yelled at you not to trust a single thing he says or does, but you found yourself struggling against that. And not only was he someone with bad intentions, but he was also a stranger to you.
But Loki was right. After his grand entrance, you helped the Asgardian women and children onto the ship while protecting them from the resurrected Berserkers. You fought alongside the Asgardians and were surprised to find Loki doing the same thing. But the most surprising thing was when Loki grabbed your arm, pulling you out of the way so he could knock one of the Berserkers trying to attack you off the bridge.
"Thanks," you breathed out. Loki only nodded in response as the two of you resumed fighting.
Following the fight, Loki found you seated somewhere on the ship away from the others. You had a piece of cloth pressed against a deep wound on your arm. He walked over to you, kneeling in front of you, "Here, let me."
You eyed him wearily, but you allowed him to inspect the wound. You spoke up, "I was wrong about you."
Loki met your eyes before smiling, "What was that?"
You rolled your eyes, "Nice try, Loki."
Loki seemed to have taken a protective role over you following the battle on Asgard. Never in a million years did you imagine that from the God of Mischief. And never in a billion years did you ever imagine that you would fall in love with him either.
Loki would push you to stand behind him when trouble would be brewing. Loki was willing to sacrifice himself to protect you from Thanos. Loki never abandoned you during a fight. In fact, he was always by your side during a fight. Loki would always check on you to make sure you weren't injured afterward. Neither of you knew what clicked to make all of this start happening, but you were happy about it.
Then one day, following the Battle in Wakanda, you ended up separated from Loki. As people started to disappear into dust because of Thanos' snap, Loki frantically looked for you. This was something he never pictured himself doing. Loki never even fathomed that he would care so much about anyone else as he always worried more about himself than others.
"Y/N!" Loki shouted when he spotted you on your knees as another person turned into dust in your arms. "Y/N!" Your head snapped at his voice as you watched him run toward you. You stood up just as he reached you, his hands grabbing your face. He breathed out, "Are you alright?"
You nodded, staring into his eyes and finding yourself slowly getting lost in them, "Yeah. Are you?"
He nodded, "I am now."
You smiled softly before it fell, "We lost."
Loki shrugged, "That doesn't really matter right now."
"Look at what's going on around us. How does it not matter?" you hissed quietly.
"Because you're still here," Loki admitted, his face showing the conflict of him trying to tell you that.
"I didn't know you had a sweet bone in your body," you teased.
"I guess I just needed the right person to find it," he responded.
A silence filled the air, and the chaos surrounding the two of you seemed to disappear as you stared into his green irises. Loki began to lean in first. Your heart raced, and your mind went blank. Then when his lips touch yours, all your worries disappeared. Your lips melted into one another as your hands wrapped around his wrists.
"Y/N!" Thor shouted, "No! Not with Loki! I did not need to see that!"
You pulled away from Loki, laughing at your friend. But Loki smiled at you, not caring about anyone around the two of you.
"Come on, guys! We have things to do," Thor continued.
The kiss wasn't mentioned for several weeks as the world was trying to settle, and the team worked on trying to figure something out to reverse it. But that didn't last long as everyone went on to do their own thing and figure out how to live in this new world. Thor offered for you to return to New Asgard with him and Loki, but you declined at first.
When you entered the Avenger's compound one evening after going out for a run, you were shocked to find Loki pacing in the living area.
"Did you already get kicked out?" you asked, jokingly.
Loki instantly smiled when he saw me, "It's a topic of discussion."
You rolled your eyes, "Yeah? What did you do this time?"
"I think the list of things I haven't done would be shorter," he responded.
"How long have you been here?" you inquired, keeping a safe amount of distance between the two of you.
He shrugged, "I've just been waiting for you to return."
"I've been gone most of the day," you noted.
"I know," he nodded.
"You should've called me," you argued. "I would've come back sooner."
"I didn't mind waiting," Loki said.
You smiled softly at him before asking, "How's New Asgard?"
"It's nice," he responded, "But it's missing something."
You raised your eyebrows, "And you came here looking for that?"
"Yes," he admitted.
"Are you going to elaborate?" you questioned.
"It's you, Y/N," Loki shared.
"Me?" you clarified.
"Yes," Loki took a step closer to you, "No matter what I do, Y/N, you are the only thing on my mind. I don't know what you did, or how this even happened. But all I want is you. Life doesn't feel right without you now. I've been waiting for someone like you my entire life.”
You stood there in shock by his confession. You struggled to get enough air in your lungs to continue breathing properly. You knew how you felt about Loki, but actually hearing him reciprocate it made everything seem so real.
"But I'm not Asgardian," you smiled lightly, teasing.
"Technically, neither am I," Loki chuckled. "Also, Thor hasn't been leaving his home so it may be beneficial for him too if you were there."
"I'd have nowhere to stay," you challenged.
"I would ensure that you were taken care of, Y/N," Loki promised.
"Let's say I agree to return with you," you stared into his eyes, "What does that make us?"
He smiled at you, "I was hoping that you'd become my girlfriend. You know, I can't stop thinking about that kiss."
"Oh?" you beamed.
He rolled his eyes, "Yes."
"I haven't stopped thinking about it either," you smiled softly, "So, when do we leave?"
#loki odinson#loki laufeyson#loki x reader#loki imagine#loki x y/n#thor odison imagine#avengers imagines#marvel imagine#bucky barnes#tony stark#thor odinson#clint barton#steve rogers#bruce banner
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June of Doom Day 3: “I can handle it” (Kidnapping / Fracture / Struggle)
CW: Kidnapping, broken bones, fear of death, semi-descriptive blood, mild sensory deprivation, electric shock
Notes: For those of you keeping track at home, this is the same guy from day 1, but six years later. Went a little shorter this time, I’m just experimenting with optimal length for these challenges.
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Crack.
Gabriel would’ve screamed if not for the gag.
“Kick me again and I’m shattering your knee.” The woman—at least he assumes—hasn’t stopped barking demands at both him and whoever else may be in this van since it left from… wherever it was parked. A calloused hand with fingernails like claws keeps his leg bent at a horrible angle, pain already shooting up his back, forcing hot tears out of his eyes to get absorbed in the blindfold wrapped tightly around his face. Every twitch of pain he’s given has only resulted in a fist to his throat, his previous attempts at fighting to freedom now dulled to a few weak flutters of the leg and a muffled cry of protest every minute or two. They’ve suppressed his powers somehow, the energy now uselessly stuck in his hands, but he’s yet to figure out how, or where or who or why. He’s feared this all his life, but now it’s happening, it’s really happening, and there’s nothing he can do but lie here and take it.
There’s got to be some reason why they have him, and why they haven’t just knocked him out already. The sinking feeling in his heart falls deeper at the thought that maybe this is them, his parents’ killers back at last. Though there’s no reason for it now, six years later—why wouldn’t they just shoot him and be done with it? It can’t be Them. It just can’t. This is probably some ransom capture or something, a similar thing happened to Marcelo a year or so ago. They hadn’t done anything to him at all.
The van rolls to a stop. He struggles for half a second more to get into any other position than the one he’s in now, hoping the halt in movement will take his captor’s attention. An instant, blinding pain cuts across his face. He tastes blood. Someone mutters something to another, must be the drivers, and everything goes quiet for a few horrible seconds more before the van is moving again, slower this time. And then it’s going up a ramp, and his head lolls backward, and the woman’s other hand grabs his hair and yanks.
“Boss is gonna like those screams.” A voice he hasn’t heard—one of the drivers. Gabriel’s stomach turns. “C’mon, Kamiya, make him choke on his blood.”
“Maybe later.”
Gabriel’s straining to keep track of what he knows as the vehicle finally stops again. He had long stopped trying to keep track of the turns, but they can’t be out of the city. No one’s stated any personal information about him— for all he knows, they could have nothing more than his address and ties to the Guard. They don’t seem to exactly care about the state he’s in, but he’s conscious, so…
His thoughts are interrupted by the feeling of hands under his arms, and then he’s dragged back, leg making another awful jolting pop as he’s moved. Blood is still trickling down his face, though it’s begun to dry against his lip. He can’t catch his bearings before his knees hit concrete, and a choked wheeze escapes his gagged mouth as the rest of his body falls against the ground in turn. In a single moment of clarity, he nudges his pounding head so that the blindfold moves up his nose, revealing a sliver of light. Evening out his breathing, he strains to make out anything of sense in the half-obscured darkness.
“You got his IDs?”
“The obvious ones. Sweep team will be out for the rest. Has he sent out where I need to drag this?”
“Nah, just pull him inside. The heavy lifting will come later.”
In, out, in, out. He needs to keep breathing. He needs to stay alert, he needs to stay alive.
“You want me to knock him out?”
“Wouldn’t hurt anything.”
All too late, Gabriel processes their words. For one harrowing moment, he thrashes against his ropes on the ground, until Kamiya’s boot smashes into his leg and a jolt of pure pain goes through him. A long, agonizing cry bubbles out of his mouth.
“G’night, sweetheart.”
A shock. The taste of metal and burnt flesh.
And then nothing.
#whump#whump writing#whump challenge#june of doom#juneofdoom#whump prompt#whump community#day 03#my writing#original writing#writing challenge#kidnapping#broken bones#electrical whump#gabriel harada#eri kamiya
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Not So Innocent
mature topics such as violence, death, and trauma discussed in this story. all chapters in masterlist
Chapter Fourteen
You fall asleep, knowing this will be the last time you do so with Spencer, the man you love. He's been asleep for a while now, but finally you join him in the slumber. Your heart breaks at the sight of his sad face when you say goodbye in your dreams.
They say love is pain, well darling let's hurt tonight.
You finally stir up, seeing Spencer slipping on his black and white shoes. He's dressed in work clothes. There must be a case.
You fight to keep your eyes open, but it's difficult. He leaves the room softly, not wanting to wake you up. After a minute, your brain finally wakes up and you run to the kitchen where Spencer is.
You wrap your arms around him before he can open the door. He returns the hug, chuckling and asking what was wrong.
"I'm just going to miss you." You sigh into his chest.
"I probably won't be gone long."
You nod your head, still on his chest. "I love you." You didn't really mean to say it. It just came out. Like a truth bomb after someone takes a serum in those weird sci-fi movies.
He seems taken aback. "I- I love you too."
Spencer said it back. He had to have meant it because you don't think he'd say something he didn't mean. Oh no. This really has gone too far. Shit.
You look up at him, still in the hug. He grabs your face and plants a kiss on your lips. "I've got to go," Spencer says with a frown.
You nod your head again, releasing him. He leaves out of the apartment door, and you sigh. Don't cry don't cry don't cry.
You lean with your back against the door, hands rubbing your temples. Shit. You really don't want to fucking hurt him, but you know leaving will hurt too. None of the outcomes of this situation end well. Either you leave, and you both lose the one you love, or you stay and lie to him every single day. Every option ends with both of you getting hurt. And it's all your fault.
Your phone rings around eleven AM. "What do you want now, Aiden?"
"Hello, kiddo."
Holy fucking shit. It's not Aiden...
"Pops?" You swallow.
"Yes it's me. I'm calling you from prison," his tone is sarcastically calm.
The trial must've passed, and you didn't hear about it because you hadn't asked Spencer anything important.
"I..."
"Save it. You didn't do your job. You know how that ends. I will get my guys to track you down, and you and whoever the hell you're staying with will pay."
"I'm not staying with anybody."
"Oh please. I know you can't be by yourself. You may think you’re so tough, but you're really just a big baby. Does this person know you're a murderer?"
"You made me,” your voice shakes.
"That doesn't make you innocent, baby girl."
You hang up, throwing your phone on the ground. It cracks a bit, but you couldn't give any less of a shit. Tears burn at your eyes. You have to leave soon. If they find you now, they'll find Spencer. Yes, he's an FBI agent and can fend for himself and has a team, but you can't put him in danger. That'd make you even worse of a person than you already are… if that’s possible.
You hop into the shower, trying to calm the tears running down your face. Instead, the salty tears mix with the water. You yell, pounding your fist against the shower wall.
You change into jeans, boots, and a sweater and pack everything back into your bag. Your knife is put into your boots.
You rip a piece of paper out of a journal of Spencer's and grab a pen. You begin writing.
When you're done, you sit on his bed. Your head rests in your hands. You've just ruined a perfectly good man's life.
You walk out of Spencer Reid's bed room, everything with you and ready to leave. Your not so brilliant plan is to take a bunch of urbers until you get far enough away. Then you can find your way to another state and start a new life, alone.
The door bursts open several feet in front of you. You drop the handle of your suitcase.
"Y/n Y/l/n, you are under arrest for the murders of 23 people and gang association.”
An authoritative and attractive dark headed agent you've seen before handcuffs your hands behind your back. She makes them tight.
You cooperate, letting her push you toward the door.
"So you're not even going to defend yourself," Spencer comes into the apartment, facing directly at you.
"Spencer," you breathe.
"Why the hell would you bring me into this? If you're going to be criminal, don't fucking flirt with a federal agent."
"I'm so..."
"Your first mistake was thinking I wouldn't eventually figure it out. My stupid mistake was not figuring it out soon enough. You're a really good fuckin' liar." His face is angry and sad mixed in one.
"I didn't want you find out this way," your eyes burn with tears again.
"So what? You pretend you love me, then you were going to leave? What do you gain from this?”
"I needed to leave to protect you… and I-I wasn't pretending."
"I have a hard time believing that's true,” he rolls his eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Spencer."
"Get her out of here,” he commands. Your heart shatters with just five words.
Tears stream down your face as he won't even look at you while you're being taken out of the apartment. You're pushed into the back of a car and driven to the interrogation room at Quantico. Flashbacks begin to swim in your mind of the last time you were in one of these rooms.
You admit to everything you've done, barely giving an explanation as to why. You were a killer, there's no use in telling them you couldn't get out of it. It's not like they'd believe you anyway. You tell them what you did for the gang, they listened in shock.
"How'd you get into a gang like that?"
"It was either that or be an orphan,” you answer honestly.
"Why Spencer?" the pretty blonde agent asks. She stops leaning on the wall and crosses her arms.
"He was kind, and I needed someone like him. I didn't realize what I was doing. I mean I did, but," you shake your head, "it wasn't supposed to end like that….How is he?"
"I don't think you have a right to ask that."
You nod your head as another tear rolls down your face. You look down at your handcuffed hands on the table, feeling sick.
Where there is love, there is pain.
—
Spencer lays down on his bed in silence. He hasn't been a work for a few days, and he hasn't really felt like doing anything.
People aren't lying when they say love is blind; he was too caught up in her to realize he was being tricked. A genius with amazing profiling skills didn't realize he was being lied to every single day.
She did it with such ease- the way she talked about her old life with her parents, college, the kidnapping, the way she said "I love you" . He couldn't believe any of that was real now. She said it and seemed like she meant it, but there’s no way in hell she did. How could someone say they loved someone else and not mean it? And how did she lie so easily?
When grabbing a pair of sweats, he finds a piece of paper folded up. He unfolds it and begins to read it.
"Spencer, I'm so sorry. For everything. When you're reading this, I'm hopefully long gone. You're doing your job right now, making people safe, and I have to go. I wish I didn't have to hurt you. I just want you to know that you helped me so much. With more than you'll ever comprehend even with that brilliant mind of yours. Thank you for saving me. Thank you for caring. And thank you for giving me what felt like a home for the first time in a long time. I've lied about so many things, and for that I cannot express how much guilt I will carry with me as I leave you behind. I love you. - Y/n."
A few tears falls from Spencer's eyes. He crumbles the note up, but puts it in his jean pocket.
Spencer was angry when he first found out. Angry at Y/n for lying and using him, but mostly angry at himself for not seeing it. He was angry for days and days, until now when he runs his hand through his hair and tries not to cry more.
Spencer releases a sigh from his mouth, and leaves his room. In the car, he makes a call to Hotch. He says he won't be coming in today either, that he needs some more time. His boss feels bad for him, so he allows this.
The team had been checking on his since the day of her arrest. JJ came by every day she could after work to see how he was doing. He didn't say much on the subject of her at all. No one knew how much this affected him, but they knew it hurt.
He pulls up to the prison hours later. He stares it down, taking in a deep breath.
"I'm Dr Spencer Reid with the FBI, I need to interview an inmate.” He flashes them his badge. They let him in, only because of his job.
After a moment, Spencer walks into the room where Y/n is handcuffed to the table.
—
You stare down at the handcuffs binding you to the table. Who could want to talk to you? When the door opens again, your heart drops. Spencer Reid stands in front of you with a stone face. He's beautiful even when he's angry and full of pain.
"Now I want an explanation. I think I deserve that,” he says sternly.
You nod, "You do deserve one."
"Why did you say you loved me?!"
You take in a breath. "I do love you. I didn't lie about that."
He flinches. “If you've lied about everything else, how can I believe that?”
"My feelings for you... What I feel for you is real, Spencer. I couldn't fake that."
"Just stop. Stop. Tell me why you lied about everything…Tell me everything."
You take a deep breath. "When I was sixteen, my parents died, and there was no family members that wanted to deal with a grieving brother and sister. So we were shipped off to some lovely family, and turns out they were leaders of some gang. And if we wanted a home, we had to join. If we didn't... well we were just collateral damage. So I became some type of precious hitwoman for them to force to do their bidding... and I couldn't stop..." you take another breath, fighting tears back. "I tried. I tried to get out, I tried to leave... but I saw second hand what happened when someone tried to leave them... I was 20, I didn't want to die. So I stayed. And I became used to it. It was like a second nature to me, which is horrible. I know how bad that sounds, but it's true.
"The day of the bust, when I saw you, when you stood over me, I knew that was my chance to get out. That was my chance to be free. Free from everything that I've done, everything that I've seen. So yeah, I lied about almost everything. And I'm not trying to make it seem like it was okay, but I didn't want to go to prison. I didn't want to be with people who loved doing what they did, who didn't feel any remorse for it. Because of course I felt bad. Of course I carry that guilt with me every single day. But I know how to hide that shit. So I'm sorry.. but I didn't lie when I said that I loved you."
Spencer Reid is shocked, wordless. You’d never seen him like this. His hazel, honey eyes well up with tear, but he pushes them back. He messes with his fingers, squeezing them. "I don't even know what to say... I- I'm sorry."
"Please don't be, I'm still a monster."
"You were threatened to do those things… you’re not a monster.”
"I wasn't threatened to lie to FBI agents about why I was there,” you say.
"It could get your sentenced lessened if you would speak up about how they made you,” he offers.
"Spencer, no. I deserve this."
"What if they have you executed?"
Your stomach turns, it seems like his does too.
"Then I die."
"Y/n, no. Look, as much as I'm pissed and upset about this and as much as I kind of hate you right now, you don't deserve all of this punishment. You were a kid."
"I can't ask of you to help me at all,” you shake your head.
"You didn't ask."
Tears spill from your eyes. The man you love, who you lied to, who is the opposite of everything you've done, walks out of the room ready to help. You don't deserve his help. You don't deserve him.
You were a monster in the arms of an angel you made you feel less broken and more free. He saved you in every way possible. He broke your chains and released you from your cage.
chapter fifteen
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All right - ended up spending almost all of my liveblogging time yesterday working through one (1) conversation with Minsc in camp, but hopefully today I can get some more plot done!
The immediate priority is rescuing Florrick and then Duke Ravengard; Florrick is on a several day time limit before she gets hanged, and we need to rescue Ravengard before we can go after Gortash (and then Orin).
And then the parade of sidequests begins for possibly ever. XD
A few quick remaining things in camp before we proceed:
Come morning, (almost) everyone finally has comments about Minsc having joined the team:
Astarion: So, we can add one bald wall of muscle to our little group. I'm sure he'll come in handy - maybe as a doorstop.
Gale: Minsc seems quite the, er, enthusiastic ally. We'd all do well to remain on his good side (and out of range of his fists).
Shadowheart: Boo seems like a worthy addition to our group. His pet, Minsc, may prove useful also.
And of course:
Karlach: Minsc just joined our team! This is the best day of my LIFE!
<3
Wyll, for some reason, had nothing to say about it (which is a bit odd given Minsc's dialogue seemed to imply they had become buddies :P ). I also spent longer than I'd care to admit trying to figure out where the fuck Lae'zel was in camp before I remembered she'd been kidnapped. D:
Also, Jaheira has a new nickname for Hector:
"What is it, cub?"
"'Cub'?"
"Hah. Not so much a term of age or affection as simple old habit. You object?"
Hector has three available responses here - one is stating in no uncertain terms that he doesn't like the name, one simply stating "I've been called worse things", and one that is teasing. And he and Jaheira are definitely starting to develop this mutually teasing relationship which I did not expect but which pleases me greatly. I think it has to do with the fact that they are both rather older than most of the rest of the camp and also similar in temperament.
So he just grins at her slightly and says, "Not so long as I get to call you crow."
And she approves, and grins back at him. "Ah, 'The Cub and the Crow.' Sounds like a cautionary tale. As it probably should."
Another pleasant-surprise relationship for Hector. I like this development. :)
Also had a quick chat with Halsin. He and Hector haven't been tremendously close, but Halsin mentioned that he's received word from the Grove and that it's doing well and his successor in charge there, Francesca, is doing well also. He was a little hard on himself as well; he apparently feels that he was much better at the more grand purpose of fighting the shadow curse than he was at leading the grove, and that he's searching for a new purpose now - and our fight will do for that for the moment.
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Sonic Prime - More thoughts
Hi,
so, I watched the older Teasers, and I had a few ideas. This is kinda a part 2 of my earlier post.
People often talk about how Rogue is now part of the team. Which may or may not be true (also, I circled Amy for those who haven't noticed her).
What speaks for it:
She is seen in multiverses.
She is with Sonic and others in Green Hills
Both points are valid. But there is one thing that may suggest otherwise. Rogue is flying quite far behind the plane. It's more like she is tailing it than following the rest of the group. I think it would be better for her to hold onto the plane like Knuckles (so hilarious XD). She would also conserve her strength for later.
So my little theory is, while she is more frequent with Sonic's team, she is still mainly Shadow's partner. How about Shadow's asked her to keep an eye on them after his battle with Sonic? Given the clash, I can see Shadow being disoriented for a few minutes and thus losing Sonic.
Without knowing where to go, Rogue could search a bigger part of the area than Shadow.
I can't get over this! Do her shoes with heels have some sort of "platform" to connect it? I just think it looks hollow. I guess high-platform shoes would be better for fighting but I'm not so sure about climbing. Which the sole may be customized to help with.
Also, as stated in the previous post ("It seems not all Badniks have a Flickie.") I was wrong as you can see one right behind her ear, flying out of the robot's head. But I searched the other destroyed robots, and I can't seem to find one (not even in other teasers).
Either it means not every robot is powered by Flickie (maybe trying out an experimental power source) or we just don't see it (not every escaping Flickie has to be animated). But still... some of those trashings look really brutal ^_^;
Also, will there be other little creatures (the pig, penguin,...)? My guess is - No. Why "bother" with others when we won't be in Prime-verse for too long. The majority will be around Shatter-verse, meaning Flickies will be either different (Primal-verse Flicky) or non-existent (perhaps Dystopia-verse). Not that I wouldn't like to see them ;-) It just doesn't feel important.
Zoom in since this seems to be a moment Sonic goes from Primal-verse to... somewhere else. Also, tried to capture all the gloves and shoes we can see. The second ones are from Pirate-verse. The third ones are probably from Dystopia-verse.
Notice, there is a round emblem on all of them. I wouldn't be surprised if Dystopia-Tails was responsible for Sonic's gloves and shoes changing form in each Shatter-verse. He seems to know a lot about them.
Also, the Dystopia-gloves are different in color in this one scene. Otherwise, they are whiteish. They may have another function besides being a fashion-icon XD. Like boosting Sonic, changing shape, giving him Wolverine-like claws, or even allowing him to traverse Void between Shatter-verses.
What I find interesting here is, that I thought this is one scene, but nope. Sonic already has new gloves and his old ones upon landing. So either he had lost footing (maybe trying out the new shoes to learn how they kick... pun intended XD) or this can be an animation mistake.
In the previous post, I mentioned that it seems Sonic will go back and forth between the Dystopia-verse and other worlds. So this can be also him returning back before he learns how to land XD
There is one more thing I want to talk about. On sonic.fandom.com I've found this synopsis:
The new trailer shows more of the plot: After a fight against Eggman, Sonic accidentally destroys the Paradox Prism causing him to be sent to another universe, where he discovers that in this universe he doesn't exist, here "The Council" an evil group of five versions of Eggman that come from alternate dimensions rule with an iron fist, Sonic alongside alternate versions of his friends must work together to prevent the Council attempt to take control of the Shatterspaces and Sonic to find a way back home.
So that means we get to have two multiverses.
Prime Multiverse
Shattereverse
Yeah, I know it sounds kinda dumb, but it makes sense (kinda? ^_^;). Normal Multiverse is where Sonic was born (and exists in all universes) and the other is What if... he was never born in any of the universes of Shatterverse.
This can result in one more thing - Shatter-Metal Sonic. It makes perfect sense. There seems to be no Prime-Metal Sonic. Otherwise, he would be there with Dr. Eggman. On the other hand, The Council never had to deal with somebody like Sonic.
So, after their first defeat (I really think they will stick around for at least the whole of Season 01), they may analyze Prime-Sonic and build his robot version to deal with Sonic. Which again brings in tons of possibilities and a new prominent character.
Okay, I may want to talk about another thing. What about Shadow? We know Prime-Shadow may be stuck in the Void, but how about his Shatter-Counterparts? They can exist. And again, it may be Shatter-Shadow that will fight Prime-Sonic instead of Shatter-MS in Dystopia-verse. It would be weird not to see Shadow's version at least once. I wouldn't be surprised if The Council created or weaponized Shadow, but sealed him away due to the high risks of going berserk.
And with this, I end this post. I hope this was interesting. What do you think? Any other theories you want to share?
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Now You Know This Is What It Feels Like
Febuwhump Day 7 : Made To Watch
Also on Ao3
It felt like forever that all he had to break the monotony of the silence was the shallowness of his breath while he worked through the pain. In truth, it may have been mere minutes since he’d been dragged from the confines of a metal table he’d been strapped to and bolted into a steel chair in some sort of closed off room that only allowed him a nondescript steel panel on a wall to stare at. He’d lost track of time since his own government had dragged him to a black ops site, but his best guess was that it had been a week.
The face Leon had been staring at since he managed to rip his stupid covert mask off on the first day still wasn’t ringing any bells to him. “It seems we aren’t getting anywhere with our current tactics.” In a week’s time, he still hadn’t managed to figure out who the asshole was that did all the directing of the guards and intelligence agents at his disposal.
Leon thought he knew every face in the US government, but the team that had been doing their best to work him into a state of compliance was one of their best kept secrets. “Waterboarding was a nice change of pace.” He struggled not to cough when he spoke, hair wet and plastered against his face. “Thought that was reserved for the enemy when not keeping up the lie of it being banned.”
The man in charge motioned in Leon’s direction and the guards double checked the cuffs that held his arms and ankles locked against the metal chair he’d been dumped in. It, too, was a level of torture in and itself. He couldn’t control the shivering as his boxer briefs did nothing to prevent the cold steel from sending a chill across his already dampened body.
“No, after a week of this, it seems we have to play hardball.”
“Shock rods weren’t hardball?” He hadn’t had a chance to check them out, but the scorch marks on his sides still hurt like a motherfucker. “I’ll take it as a compliment.”
Agent Fuck Around and Find Out didn’t know when to shut up. “What we want is for the United States to be able to manage compromised organizations that are not upholding the ideals of morality and decency.” The strange remote in his hand hadn’t gone unnoticed.
“What you want is for me to infiltrate any organization you can’t control and compromise it so everyone has to come to us for aid.” Leon wasn’t an idiot.
The agent put his hand on his chest and feigned shock. “Anything we’ve done has been to stop corruption before it starts, Agent Kennedy.”
“You want to control the cash flow involved in bioterror cleanup.” The second the betterment of the United States and the world became kidnapping agents already employed to force them into compliance was the second he stopped believing a damn thing any of them said. “Go fuck yourself.”
The man pulled a chair over and sat it next to Leon. “I have something that I think will bring you over to our team.” Finally, he offered Leon the big reveal by pushing one of the buttons on his remote and grabbed him by the hair and made sure his eyes only had the emerging window and to look at.
What Leon had thought was a reinforced wall slid open and revealed an adjacent room with a man seated in a chair. His eyes narrowed as he focused on the prone man’s form. Even with a bag over the man’s head, he knew those thighs intimately.
“He’s got nothing to do with this.” Strength he swore they’d tortured out of him welled to the surface as his hands balled into fists. Muscles sore from abuse flexed. His eyes watched men move closer to Chris’ bound form with more of their favorite party favors and he finally was able to focus on the discoloration points that marred Chris’ skin. “How long has he been here?”
The agent seemed pleased and laughed lightly. “Long enough to be too sedated to fight back anymore.”
Leon watched the ends of the shock batons light up in preparation for use and tried to look away. “Let him go.” He looked down at the binds and tested them reflexively to no avail. “He’s got nothing to do with this!”
The agent seated next to him gripped his hair tighter and forced him to settle. “He has everything to do with this.” His fingers pressed another button on the remote in his hand and the people on the other side of the glass moved in closer. “He is the one responsible for BSAA’s conception, right?”
Logic told him that Chris, even sedated, could take it. He’d been taking it for a week and he was still persevering and Chris was better built for the abuse. The running joke was always that, if it came down to a torture scenario, Chris would be the one who could take it and not break.
The difference between a drunken hypothesis and a forced recreation of said hypothesis into an actual experiment was the testing process, seeing the test performed live to prove the point. “Stop!” Yelling did nothing except earn his hair a yank and his eyes back in the general viewing range of electroshock therapy gone horribly wrong.
The torture he'd already been put through was nothing compared to being unable to stop it being done to Chris.
“I will… once I’m sure you understand how important it is to cooperate with us.” The agent used his grip on Leon’s hair to redirect his eye contact to him for a brief moment. “I want to make sure you understand how much we want you in on this, Agent Kennedy, and I need you to understand Captain Redfield’s eventual release is tied to your cooperation.”
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Library Of Blah (is anything but "blah")
as previously stated. i have been playing library of ruina lately, because it is relaxing to me. it is an ideal habitat for brewing nefarious mind-concoctions, especially where blahblahdummy is concerned.
refresher for anyone who has no idea: blahblahdummy is where my lobcorp OCs live. the jumbled up AU version of the City where they live, in short. there is space in it. it's called what it is because, well, say "blahblahdummy" out loud kind of fast. kinda sounds like lobotomy, right? it is not because I think anyone in it is blah or a dummy, its silly wordplay.
of course, i now feel obligated to expound upon the fantastic things everyone in blahblahdummy has been up to. in the form of a jumbled up listy-thing.
it's going to be a really, really long listy-thing, so to spare your dashes here be a readmore. yes, tumblr shortens long posts if you let it, but the humble readmore is just common courtesy for me at this point.
So lemme get the two joke floors out of the way!
because I'll be showing off every floor I've got in Ruina as of this moment. Every floor has a theme to it, however loose it may be. I don't quite have enough OCs to fill the whole floor and have it be organized-feeling (I like things feeling organized) so two floors are silly. plus, it's nice to be silly.
so what's the first joke floor?
Touhou floor! There are enough Touhou-themed keypages on the workshop to fill a whole floor. So that's what Hokma will be dealing with. I hope he likes drinking parties.
And the second floor is even sillier.
I call it: Rollie Pollie Keep On Roland!
Okay, jokes over. Now for what you've all been waiting fooooor~! Or... waiting floor? yes, the way i'll be talking about each floor does correlate a bit to how i actually have them set up, but not always. also won't be talking about the sephirah because we all know em, we all love em.
History~! Floor Theme: breakfast family and guest. this theme has never deviated, ever, from day one. who the "guest" is changes from playthrough to playthrough, but this time it is The Pebbermalk. i miss you every day, malkuth-drinks-dr-pepper.
the team's gameplan when fighting is usually overwhelming with burning attacks, as is standard in history. however, prof, in lieu of such attacks, prefers to act as support. she can't really use Burn without overheating. you don't want to see an overheating Prof.
ad prefers to get up close and personal. she really only goes "attack! attack! attaaaaaaack!!! RARGH!" at things. she isn't good with packing heavy swings, though. She also leaves herself wide open a lot, especially when she's trying to keep the heat off Eggs. she's always got one eye on the enemy, one eye on Eggs. Ad is admittedly pretty stoked that she can protect Eggs just as he protected her when she was little.
eggs has gotten meltier with time, hence the weird way he looks. was trying to go for a "overtaken by void" look. anyhoo, eggs lacks finesse, though he at least tries unlike Ad. the two make a pretty good duo, being the bigger damage dealers. Eggs gets scared pretty easily though, especially if Ad can't cover for him or vice versa. His head is muddled these days, and he loses focus more easily than he did back in the day... he doesn't like to fight much, so whenever he can, he sits out.
as stated, Prof doesn't use heated weapons. she's usually the one calling out enemy intents, and rallying formation and all. she also uses Library magic to fill her exhaust vents with Smoke to soften up targets the usual approach doesn't work with. she kind of needs to keep venting out heat in a floor with so much of it, so why not weaponize it?
when they aren't bashing skulls in or sorting books, everyone is usually running off to other floors to gather tips. except Ad. Ad just hangs out. she doesn't need any knowledge. she's got a hammer! or her fists. depends on the day.
Prof of course gets mad when someone Staggers her kids, but she gets a lot angrier when it's Eggs. Well, more visibly angry, anyway. Because Eggs is more sensitive to such things than Ad is.
Technology~! This floor's theme is Denny, Ayehop, And Guests. Again, the guests usually change, and the theme has been around since Day 1. For some reason Terrence usually shows up here, though.
I haven't actually messed around with Yesod's floor much outside of realizations yet, so I don't have a big idea on how they operate yet.
Denny usually packs most of the big smacks, though. she's the only one with enough arm strength to make a big enough impact to where her attacks trigger Forsaken Murderer's boons.
It's surprisngly Ayehop who's the biggest technician of the floor. She may be silly with it, but she's good at coordinating everyone. She can be scary when she's focused, and likes complex tactics. And no, she doesn't argue with Denny about force VS finesse. There are better arguments for them to get into. Like which type of Offensive dice is the best. Ayehop thinks it's Evade, and no points for guessing Denny's.
Justin fucking hates his job. He doesn't like carelessly taking lives. And he ESPECIALLY doesn't like how Ayehop and Denny gamify it. He'll follow orders Ayehop gives because he sees results, but he'll be cursing under his breath and calling her names the entire time.
Terrence... is... um, he's Terrence alright. He spends more time thinking of lines than practicing fighting and it shows. It's not that he's bad at it, or that he half-asses it, but it's pretty easy to get him to drop his guard. At least he's learned his lesson about Whitenight, though. Maybe that's why he's putting in so much effort...
Ayehop always makes it a point to gather everyone up after a fight and give out one compliment each. "Sis, great work as always, you got them to drop their guard at just the right time! Mister Yesod, good focus out there! Justin, you were real fast, and always where we needed you most, when we needed you most! Terrence, that line about the gates of heaven always being open was dope."
Justin isn't allowed to use the Abnormality pages Funeral Of The Dead Butterflies gives out. He gets scary.
Yes, Ayehop says "OBJECTION!" when letting out a huge attack. And "HOLD IT!" when intercepting. She has my autism specifically and im very proud of her for it.
Literature~! Floor's theme: the primary trio and Kelly. Those Three Guys And That One Girl. Another mainstay.
Hod is the sponge, and Butter is the main killing machine. Tony keeps the heat off of Butter when he inevitably takes a few scrapes, and Dizzy inhibits enemy movement to make Hod's interceptions and Butter's rampages easier. Kelly is the spotter, of sorts, calling out enemy movement and tactics.
We all know what Butter likes: violence. He still doesn't really like to see people get hurt, but he can reassure himself that the Guests will be able to come back like he can one day. At the end of the day, he gets a chance to let loose. And let loose he does. Invariably, Butter is attached to Bamboo-Hatted Kim's keypage and the Axe abnormality page. You try to take either of those things away from him, and he'll.......get really mopey and probably bitch about it for a couple hours.
Tony, Tony, Tony... He's glad he can finally take off the Whitenight suit. Yes, he's wearing it in the screenshot, but that's just because it's his iconic look. He's a bit of a worrywart, though. After fights, Tony is always panicking, asking if everyone's OK and getting painkillers. In the actual fights, though, he's quite the trash-talker. He might actually enjoy it more than Butter... anger issues do that.
Dizzy is as graceful on their feet as they are with a pen. They're eerily silent when they're fighting, and sometimes for a little bit after. They admit it's a case-by-case basis of either being intensely focused, or just not wanting to fall prey to people hearing their voice and not taking them seriously like how it was in Lobcorp.
When fighting, Kelly tends to forget her manners. Sure, she's always pretty brusque, but she gets way worse on the field. Every word she says has to be just right. Breath used to apologize could be used to warn about an incoming attack. She doesn't always smooth things over after, either, unless an argument breaks out or her attitude made things worse.
Oh god the book clubs these guys hold. Everyone wants to read something different. Butter just wants to read comic books, Tony wants to read classic lit, Dizzy wants poetry, and Kelly just wants everyone to decide already.
Art is Team Little Guys! Xavier and Amber are the OCs of a friend of mine who prefers to keep a low Tumblr profile (the ever famous EC, if that's a familiar name), so they'll be mostly skipped. Just know that, if you know, you know, and yes there are lots of glitterbombs on this floor.
Piercing attacks are the name of the game, as is always typical. Nobody here knows how to play defensively. Netzach tries to teach them, but the closest he's ever gotten to getting through to Team Art is that they... kind of try not to get too reckless with it.
Mintie is the biggest example of someone who has no idea what "careful" means. They are a living example of "unga bunga." Through their trash talk and extremely reckless actions, though, they really just wanna keep the rest of the floor from getting hurt. There's two little guys here, after all.
Opal here has never been seen before, so let me provide a little background for them! They're a member of an Office called Corkscrew Office which specializes in slow infiltration. They're very good friends with Xavier. They're also another one of the lauded Void Experiments, like Eggs and Voice and whoever else. Luckily they get Rescued before any trauma can happen! And yep, they're rocking fox ears. You'd think there would be more fox ear hairstyles around the workshop, but no, this is the best one i could find...
As for how Opal fits into the floor, they're... well, they look to everyone else for what to do. They're really not good at this at all so they try and copy whatever someone else is doing at any given time. It rarely works out. Corkscrew was a stealth Office, dammit!!!
Natural Sciences! Here There Be Buny. (And Sammy. He's just happy to be here.) Lux is an OC belonging to that same friend of mine who keeps a low Tumblr profile, so again he'll be skipped. Just know he's buny.
Usually Ari goes in General Works, but I was suggested one floor be a bunch of Patrons and there are plenty of unique-looking Rolands on the workshop, so here they go.
I have no idea how to describe the things Nat Sci does. They're a real motley bunch, but they make it work.
Ari is the real heart of the group. The glue! Just don't ask them to give everyone training. Not that they're bad at it. They will, however, go get their exercise CD and enforce a dance routine in order to practice being in sync. "Remember, it's not about the dancing! It's about learning to read each other's moves without having to look at each other! It's OK if you look sloppy so long as you keep the beat and match what everyone else is doing!"
Sammy's not used to being unable to shapeshift as freely as he used to be. He's also not used to his resting form being humanoid. But he's very happy about getting to hang out with Ari regularly again. In Lobcorp they were in different layers, and before then they hadn't seen each other in 5 years.
Marmalade did not expect to be roped into the Library. She was just at Lobcorp to retrieve Ari safely. She didn't even expect to be in Lobcorp for as long as she did. But she's cool with it, she just has RBF. She also works the hardest when Ari gives out impromptu homework. She also has the most fun, both in battle and during training sessions. Again, though, RBF. And a monotone.
Ari hates Burn decks. Lux uses a Burn deck. They have complicated feelings about this.
Where is Language? The "Dead Branch!" AKA, the suckers at the Lobcorp branch I've got that isn't Blahblahdummy. I haven't picked up Lobcorp itself in ages because it's stressy and also it's kinda bugged for me until I update this one mod I use, but I have enough nugs to fill the floor out.
I also don't really mess with Gebura's floor a lot... Although mostly it's because I haven't really beaten the Red Mist reception yet in this go-around. Hence, the missing member. I dunno which Dead Branch member I'll put there. Probably Asparagus from good ol' Silly Lobcorp OC Ideas. That one lives on in my heart as well.
Salem has to get used to such frequent combat. It's less that she's opposed to it, and more that she has no idea how to fight with her own strength and strategy instead of the power of EGO and orders from a manager. She hounds the other Floors for training a lot... but she doesn't feel like she's retaining much!
Midoriko is confident in herself, but, well, shares Salem's sentiment of being used to the EGO doing the fighting. She tends to hang back and take potshots at stragglers instead of going up ahead and taking the lead like everyone else does. She hopes that nobody notices. Everyone has, but only Gebura has said anything about it.
Good ol' Nuclear Power Plant is surprisingly taking this pretty well. She has a tendency to coach Midoriko and Salem in the middle of a reception, which ticks Gebura off a little bit because "Hey? Annoucning our strategy to the enemy?"
Nobody knows how the Dead Branch got here. They just kinda... showed up. Nobody is complaining, though. "We're in this together!"
We've got a special group here in Social Sciences! We've got 3 Void Experiments who I've been bouncing around in my head for a while but never mentioned at all until now. The gears are always turning here in Kira's Brain Productions.
Unfortunately, explaining how they do in the floor would require explaining them all entirely, and I'm losing steam and the temperature is getting to me, so we'll have to pass them up for now. Maybe if I get reminded I can talk about them in more detail later, but for now just know they exist and they're all friends.
Speaking of "they exist," here's Philosophy with... people who sure do exist! The floor theme here is "new arrivals;" people who just showed up out of nowhere like Roland did. I threw all of them together just using random Workshop stuff I had lying around.
Deca has some lore to him (he had the good luck of existing, albeit designless, before the playthrough), but that's it. The other two thus far are brand new inventions. And since they're in Philosophy, they haven't seen much fight yet, so I haven't made them banter with each other in my head yet. So they just kinda have no personality for now. Deca aside. Deca is a mess. He's great. He's doing so normal.
We'll see if Team New Arrivals makes an impact.
and that's all I've got! Ask questions if you feel like it. If you don't remember any Blahblahdummy, or don't know it at all because you never followed my lobcorp OC sideblog, all's fair questions.
phew!
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Yep. Brief overview of the Lost Light before we go to Rodimus's Terrible Journey to Enlightenment.
The choice for Rodimus to leave voluntarily is deeply debated by the crew, who, as we know, in Canon voted to keep him. Ratchet is distraught and angry and terrible with good-byes and just can't think of what to say, so he ghosts Rodimus in person.
Cyclonus is actually one of the most vocal against Rodimus's departure because as he puts it Rodimus gave someone like himself a second chance and did so for many of the bots on board and he deserves better. Sunstreaker has a similar mindset and backstory with Rodimus and gets in a fist fight about it. This does lead to the development of Sunstreaker & Cyclonus friendship that didn’t happen in the original timeline and Drift promoting him to an Officer which makes Sunstreaker choke out a "wtf" and Drift grin while Ultra Magnus groans.
There are more than a few tense debates about it by people. Which also begins to circle around, giving the general makeup of the crew and Chromedome's brief exit of his room and very public breakdown that involved a lot of shouting to "fuck Prowl" as well because he had just as much a hand in it and ple ty of people on the LL of personal beef with him.
Lots of mixed feelings.
Drift is almost as isolated as Rodimus was since the friend group is broken though he is trying more with Ultra Magnus who impressed him and Ratchet reaches out earlier as does Perceptor who he was friends with during his time with Kup. Ultra Magnus meanwhile is butting heads with Drift, but trying more to get along with him without Rodimus there as buffer and they have their own adventures that encourage bonding but the trip has lost some of its levity without Rodimus and the others lost.
Perceptor ironically actually finds out about the Time Travel case because he finds a stressed Brainstorm working on it, and a very stressed Perceptor says that Brainstorm as much of a genius as he always claimed while Brainstorm basically begs him not to tell because they could fix things. The war, Rewind dying, Rodimus being exiled. Perceptor is thoughtful and says that it will require a lot of math and figuring out what to change and pitential dominoes, which makes Brainstorm choke so now they are bonding and hatching secret plots together.
Percy might not be in the best state either as Overlord briefly got ahold of him and he has been rehashing a lot of trauma from Garuss 9 (sp?). He thinks of all that suffering being avoided and other things and throws himself into math and statistics, basically trying to map out the whole war and state of Cybertron pre-War to map out potential consequences.
Brainstorm feels odd about being in cohoots with Perceptor and even more once, he has time to process that Perceptor acknowledged him.
I'm going to say part of the tipping point in this universe is more people got hurt in Overlord’s destruction. Including the death of those like Ambulon which has made First Aid absolutely on the Fuck Rodimus Team, at least at first.
Ultra Magnus is secure in the knowledge he sent Rodimus somewhere trustworthy with someone he genuinely believes will help him find his way, like Tyrest helped Minimus. Something he shares with Drift on a quiet night working together. He'd sent Rodimus to his mentor, but the more they talk the quieter Drift gets because although Ultra Magnus sounds devoted the actual stories about Tyrest making him better or teaching him his place or holding him to standards are concerning. Deift is doing some quick math about UM behaviors to himself and others and comes to the conclusion (correctly) Ultra Magnus has an inferiority complex compounded at least partial by his Mentor's expectations about right and wrong and that UM wasn't enough as is and that UM may be younger than Drift thought.
Drift and Ultra Magnus friendship with Drift gently and sometimes clumsily encouraging UM to follow his own interests.
That tracks for Ratchet yep yep, he proves time and time again to be not good with emotions
Damnnn Cyc, in my opinion you are so right
Oooo???? Cyclonus and Sunstreaker getting along??
oh Domey, "fuck prowl" indeed. Mecha have a lot of reasons to be deeply unhappy with Prowl, especially considering how soon after a devastating event the Overlord Incident this still is
Trouble in command ohhh no Drift oh no
Yepppp, Rodimus meant so much to the crew and only after he's gone is everyone realizing how much (why does this part feel familiar 🤔🤔🤔)
Dammn fuck the briefcase revealed early?? That's gotta have consequences? And Perceptor is helping him?
oh percy
Interesting that the Overlord Incident was worse in this timeline, because that's one of those things that was very well possible considering Overlord, and I can see why Aid is very bitter about it
Mags why am I suspicious
Like Tyrest helped Minimus
Mags
Sweetspark
Mags
Drift's coming to some unhappy conclusions regarding that dynamic, and he's right about Magnus being younger than he seems
(I wonder if, given a timeline, one could track how Tyrest got worse and worse overtime? Tyrest fascinates me)
Seeing Drift and Ultra Magnus build up this interesting dynamic is cool, especially considering the dots Drift is starting to connect
#maccadam#transformers#mtmte rodimus#mtmte drift#mtmte ratchet#mtmte rewind#mtmte chromedome#oh domey#mtmte overlord#others#Rodimus's exile au
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Shadow Of A Doubt/ The Conversion
Part 1 - 4
Matt Murdock burst in to the court room on a one man mission to win this case even if he is late.
He finds himself handing over a last minute piece of evidence he found on patrol of his city.
His home Hells Kitchen, New York City is at best hell on earth, a denizen of evil unleash to this world.
I am his client a criminal Master Mind name Blue Haven, he has no idea I will be his last undoing as I was for Green Arrow and The Flash.
He rushes in to the court room pounding his fist on the desk, his exhilaration is so inviting to me for some reason.
I realize that facial structure, that scent and the quiet energy that purveyors the city street of Manhattan.
He is the devil of Hells Kitchen the case is set on fire with indisputable proof I was framed of course this was my plan all along.
If I am to reign over every state of the US I must silence all of these hero’s and villains that may stop me.
Obviously I am allowing myself to have a bit chaotic fun along the way manipulating, using and breaking them.
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Eight hours later on a random roof top in his home I can hear his iconic grappler make its rounds swinging to me.
“I can sense you are here Daredevil. Why not step into the light.” I suggest lightly.
“I know you are Blue Haven” his gruff voice resonates deeply with me.
“Well then! Let’s dispense of this civility Mr. Murdock and yes I know your secret identity as well.”
“Before we duke it out, I love to introduce you to my friends.” My voice raises with much anticipation.
“Cue the lights” I point upward to the sky my voice reverberating on the walls.
“I am in awe at your hidden gifts especially how they come to bite you back like now.”
“Mwahahahaha… echo hearing is wonderful until the sheer sound causes you pain.”
“Excruciating is it not?” I at in perfect timing to the lights erupting in blazing glory.
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Daredevil is a loss for words at the massive reveal of the legendary hero’s who went incognito a week ago.
Apparently that is a blatant lie to cover his grand scheme of which I have no doubt he has been planning.
Green Arrow and The Flash are tightly strap and wound down on metallic slaps inside a super impose glass case.
Matt had enough of this disgusting display of pure evil removing his billy club letting it move in the air.
He leaps into the air diving on to the ground ready to fight leading in to a stance he aims his billy club.
Running forward he jumps straight at me aiming his billy club in a barrage of attacks in full force.
He hits me head on sending me flying in to air across the room my back hits the wall and I laugh.
I stomp my feet as the two glass pods of hero’s descend below hero the floor leaving us to a bare brawl to brawl.
He sighs going on defense blocking every punch as we go blow to blow I take Matt to my advantage.
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“Bravo Daredevil”
“Simple perfect my friend”
“I am more then aware of your skills”
“What happen to the lights?”
“Ba-bye”
“No wait! Asshole”
“Mwahahaha”
“Uuuuugggghhhhhh”
“It never gets old”
Part 5 - 8
Captain America receives a stress call from Daredevil somewhere in Manhattan he is the only one available.
“I’ll alert the others and make haste.”
He jumps onto his motorcycle speeding out of the compound his mind races with all sort of ideas do what’s wrong.
He stops instantly forcing the motorcycle to send him flying over a building in to a odd plant area.
It’s obviously fertile since plants are growing at rapid speed and he can badly feel his own body.
He collapses on to the soil loses all of his semblance consciousness unaware of the looming presence.
“You have idea how great it to finally match wits with you Captain”
“Blue Haven you fiend “
“You know who I am? What a honor”
“Quit the semantics already! Where is he?”
“How rude? So unbecoming of you and you mean them. Right?”
“My team, I’ll put a end to this and I will get out of here.”
The man’s laughs booms shaking Steve to his core and leaving him uneven.
The playing field has been leveling up in a matter of minutes and Steve is unraveling like a piece of cloth.
“Oh Captain! Captain America “
“More like Sargent pussy, or shall we go with Captain cuckolded more like it.”
“You bastard! How are you turning me on?”
“Oh no! You have succumbed and this is your own mind interpreting it and you are indulging in it.”
“Make no mistake Captain Sweet ass this is who you are.”
“When I find a way right to free myself”
“End then what exactly? Uh uh uh!”
“You will do no such thing”
“Your psyche is a new rag doll”
“A piece of clay”
“This experiment is far from over “
“In time you will see”
“I am everything “
“Join your friends”
“Embrace the madness “
“Spread the chaos “
“You are no hero”
“Hero’s are villains in disguise “
“Why prevent us from saving the world?”
“Yyyyyyeeeeeesssss”
“I can’t…I must…I will…. Yes Master”
“Ugh!”
The end
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Pretty please make your Marvel and RK crossover idea a reality with an HC when you have the time. PLEEEEEASE 🖤
Thank you for the Ask. Sorry for the delayed answer but I hope this fits!🧩🧩🧩
CW: Some spoilers ahead if you're yet to view the following series.
ReiKasa x Marvel Cinematic Universe Crossover Headcanon #023
Reiner and Mikasa both are very profound in terms of their raw strength and savior energies. In cross fandom universes, they would be the ultimate superhero couple. Well, Reiner very possibly would begin as an anti-hero from Marley who would eventually discover an initial kindred spirit type of camaraderie before it develops into an intense battle synergy & palpable chemistry with the all-Eldian super heroine, Mikasa Ackerman. From two opposing forces, Reiner and Mikasa would somehow find their stars aligned in the cosmos that would bind them together as each other's ride or die. With that in mind, these 3 pairings from the Marvel Cinematic Universe would best be embodied by ReiKasa in their own special ways.
1) Thor & Mighty Thor (Jane Foster)
Apart from sharing similar physique - buff and sturdy body frame and roguish facial shape and hair, Reiner embraces Thor's honor, pride and an almost fallen out of grace moment in his life as he goes through a period of lost and searching for himself. Thor finds himself allying with the Guardians of the Galaxy in order to save the remaining humanity from Thanos (which more or less had an almost similar ideal as SnK's big bad, Eren Jeager), same as what Reiner did in SnK's final arc when he allied with the surviving elite members of the Survey Corps.
Meanwhile, Mikasa would embody the Mighty Thor's relentless fight for the greater good even if she knows that by doing so, she would be sacrificing the most important part of herself all for humanity. This resonated so well in SnK's canonverse. Mikasa has a steely resolve to save humanity at all costs, the same way Jane Foster did as the Mighty Thor. If Mjolnir had chosen Jane as the one worthy enough to wield it, the Founder Ymir had chosen Mikasa to be the one who eventually eliminates the Titan curse & liberates her from her 2,000 years worth of inter-dimensional self-imposed imprisonment.
Traits: The couples shares resilience, bravery and impeccable teamwork.
And just imagine, Thor!Reiner holding Stormbreaker standing back to back with MightyThor!Mikasa wielding Mjolnir as the God & Goddess of Thunder?
💯 Fresh & Epic!
2) Iron Fist (Danny Rand) & Colleen Wing
Dubbed as the daughter of the Dragon, Colleen Wing is a martial artist and instructor. Similar to Mikasa, who's of Japanese blood (Hizuru in SnK), both are exceptional blade wielders and hardened fighters. Where Colleen used Chi manipulation, Mikasa was blessed with awakened Ackerman powers that blessed them both with superhuman strength. Both bear a strong character based on discipline, and both prefer to fight their own battles rather than have someone else do the job for them. Mikasa & Colleen uphold a specific code of conduct - loyalty, courage, veracity, compassion, and honor above all else.
Meanwhile, Reiner and Danny, were both blessed with amazing powers from a mythical legend. Both were forced to survive through a rough childhood and intense systematic training as children. Danny inherited the power of the Iron Fist through the heart of K'un-Lun's mythical beast, Shun-Lao the Undying while Reiner inherited the power of the Armored Titan through his predecessor.
Traits: The couples are very in-sync in battles with complementing styles & moves. And yes, exceptional tag team energy.
3) Moon Knight (Marc Spector/Steven Grant) & Scarlet Scarab (Layla El-Faouly)
Marc Spector (Moon Knight) is a character which is well known for his DID, whereas he has 3 identities/alters which draw similarities to Reiner's duality in the series (despite SnK's guidebook stating that it's fictional 'schizophrenia'), where it was shown that Reiner dissociated heavily that he had two sides - Warrior and Soldier. It may not necessarily be a different consciousness but it involved something as equally complex. Both Marc and Reiner's psyche began to split due to a traumatic incident when they were younger and both are/were in military. Where Marc Spector (one of the alters) was chosen as an avatar by the Egyptian Moon God, Khonshu, Reiner was chosen to wield the Armored, one of the Nine Titans in his universe.
Layla is Marc's (& Stephen) wife who works together with her husband to stop a villain & an ancient deity from unleashing judgment & destruction upon humanity, very similar to Reiner, Mikasa and the Alliance's combined efforts to stop Eren Jeager's the Rumbling through the ancient Founder's will. Layla, (spoiler alert!), is also a chosen avatar by one of the Egyptian Goddess, granting her many abilities including superhuman strength, agility, durability, stamina and reflexes, which are similar to Mikasa's Awakened Ackerman powers.
Traits: The couples have distintinctive battle prowess and deeply care about the other. Despite the challenges and separation, they persevered to protect mankind through the powers that were bestowed upon them.
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It's a bit shorter than usual but thanks again for the fun Ask! 💕💯
#reikasa#mikasa ackerman#reiner braun#reiner x mikasa#reikasa reimagines#snk headcanons#aot headcanons#snk reimagines#snk x marvel#snk crossover#aot crossover#thor#moon knight#iron fist#shingeki no kyojin#attack on titan#mighty thor#scarlet scarab#colleen wing
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