#Chadster

[mirellapryce]

Fun fact I realised recently while considering THE HORRORS. One such horror being that queer media is being cancelled at an alarming rate (thank you #savequeerstories for the wake up call). S and D Tier by Lighthouseraiders on tiktok might actually be one of the longest running pieces of queer, Western media that I know of? Pretty sure it started pre-pandemic or at least during the pandemic so we are looking at about 5 years, and there are pretty much new episodes every day.

The main characters both use they/them pronouns with the caveat from the creator that any pronouns can be used for fan content. They're in love and have gotten married (and divorced, then married again). Their child uses it/its pronouns. Their neighbours/tenants/best friends/nemeses are a gay couple. One of the villains has a creepy attraction to both the hero brother, and the non-binary super villain. There are probably more.

But yeah. Make more extremely niche queer content cuz it'll probably go a lot farther than the streamers will let it 💖

[confuzing]

It's really funny How Chad turned out in my opinion. Lighthouse accidentally got people so invested in a threadbare character by giving him 5 seconds of character development that she eventually just kinda put him on a bus (set up that he's dating the mayor to get his dog back) so he stopped coming up.

I personally think making Rex weirdly obsessed with Chad was the real mistake. It gave people a dynamic to play with. Pebbly and his character development only sealed his fate.

[weezardthewizard]

Chadster: Where IS that villainous fiend, anyway?

Morgan, rolling their eyes: Not here. Ohio said something about getting "wizard high" so probably not on this planet either.

***

Elsewhere-

Ohio, gesturing slowly: What if this is allll just a miniseries... on Vine...

Alex: Vine is dead, old man. You're thinking of the Clock App.

Ohio: Mhmm, may it rest in peace or whatever. But seriously... What if this is all just plot? Made up by some... adult Canadian or some shit?

Alex: Oh, it is. And when I get my hands on the fucker there will be blood.

Ohio, scrambling: Woah, shit, Alex, goddamnit be careful tHAT'S GLASS

***

Chad, peeking around Morgan to the window behind them: What's that? Off in the distance?

Morgan: Really, Chad? I'm not that fucking st-

Their faces are lit in stark relief as a beam of crackling green plasma shoots into the sky somewhere across the city.

Chad: Wizard high, you said?

Morgan slams the door in his face.

[treason-cheese]

Chad break into Morgan’s apartment

Alex : go away they are trying to sleep

Chad : let my brother free from your mind control villain

Alex : I am not controlling Morgan, there pronouns are they/them, and this is the first time that they have slept in the past 5 days, and only because I forced them to. You will let them sleep and leave.

Chad : he hasn’t slept in 5 days, ok never mind, we’ll come back later. You will not get away with this foul villain.

[md7tf]

Bro’s Brewing - Daytona Beach Pilsner

Charles, Rodney, and Daniel had been best friends for years.  So Charles hadn’t questioned it when he had received a text from Rodney telling him to meet him at the local beach as right now. 

When he arrived, he found the normally quiet beach was full of people drinking and having a party. Before he could even begin to look for Rodney, he heard somebody shout his name. He turned to see a very attractive guy walking straight towards him… Yet there was something vaguely familiar about the guy.

Before Charles could ask anything,  the guy thrust a a shiny green can into his hand saying “There you are! You’re just in the time, the party is really picking up. Drink up bro!”

It was a can of something called Daytona Beach Pilsner from Bro’s Brewing.

Charles tried to politely decline saying he didn’t really drink, but he was soon surrounded by a bunch of rowdy frat guys chanting “Chug! Chug! Chug!” And it was obvious they weren’t gonna let him slip away without taking a drink. 

Hesitantly, Charles took a small sip of the beer… and surprisingly it actually wasn’t that bad. So we took another sip, and then another. Before he realized it, he had drank the entire can and let out a tiny little burp. The guys surrounding him all started laughing and the same guy from earlier  thrusting TWO beers into his hands saying “Is that all you got?”

Charles once again hesitated, but as his head started to feel a little foggy and the guys around him resumed chanting “chug”… he started to drink the next can.

This time after he finished, he let all the loud BELCH and immediately started chugging the next beer as the guys cheered him on.

As soon as he finished a can, somebody would hand him another beer and he would started to chug the next can. And with each can his belch grew longer and louder… BUUUUUUUUUURP! 

It wasn’t long before Chad had chugged an entire six pack having to play catch-up after showing up late to the party. But damn did get few good belchs out of it! “The Chadster is ready to PARTY!!”

From behind him somebody shouted “Now there’s the Chad I know. That was epic!!” He turned to find the guy that had handed him the first beer when he had arrived… no,  not just any guy… his best bro Rod who had told him about the party. 

“Rod my man, this party is hoppin’! Where is Danny? He’s missing all the fun. I got a text him to get his ass over here.”

And so Chad pulled out his phone to send a quick message to Danny before grabbing another beer with Rod and heading off to join the party.

[salternateunreality2]

Concept I CANNOT get out of my head: Lucretia ends up pregnant with identical twins. Sephiroth has a brother. How does this change the story?

Thanks for the ask! Lots of possibilities here, so there's a sad/likely one up top and some happy crack ones if you scroll down.

Angst answer (CW: major character death, Hojo shenanigans)

Hojo pits them against each other to encourage growth and competition. Fear of punishment plus natural ambition (they have 3 very ambitious parents) drive a wedge between them.

They bond a bit over shared trauma, but Hojo is invested in severing that bond every chance he gets, to make them more dependent on him.

Wutai falls almost immediately. Rhadore is wiped off the map mercilessly. Shinra's power grows at an even more alarming rate.

Due to their fierce competition, they don't spend time getting to know anyone. The saving graces that could have been in their lives (FS trio, Banora Boys, Zack) are shoved aside. They are very, very lonely men, or even boys because the plot progresses so much more quickly.

They are bitter, spiteful, and sharp. Cadets and underlings fear them.

Only one gets sent to Nibelheim, and Hojo knows what's there. The other is kept at home as a control.

He falls, of course. If he is younger because of the accelerated conquering, then Cloud doesn't stop him and dies as a child in the fires. Zack hasn't made rank and is probably just a trooper, and it's one of both of the Banora boys who tries to stop him.

Let's go with both for maximum angst!

Crazyroth wounds Angeal severely and Genesis manages to stab him and kill him while getting severely wounded himself and sliding down to meet Angeal. Zack is either killed in the river or by Crazyroth as a trooper.

Angeal and Genesis are picked up by Hojo for experimentation. Tifa's also dead because she was a younger child too and hadn't advanced enough in training yet.

Hojo is furious Crazyroth died, but he still has Normalroth...well, Jenova got activated somewhat during Crazyroth's rampage and is now in the lifestream with him...so Normalroth is getting constant migraines.

Angeal wakes up and breaks himself and Genesis out, following Zakkura's path. Thanks to Hojo's experimentation, they don't suffer degradation and thanks to their prior enhancements, Genesis wakes up sooner than Cloud did.

Genesis is furious and convinces Angeal to go to war against Shinra. Unfortunately, with no bond to hold him back and no clones to help GenGeal, Normalroth obliterates the pair, but does get wounded.

Meanwhile, Aerith is haunted by the planet's screams as Jenova taints the lifestream, just as Normalroth is haunted by his brother's voice echoing his mother's.

Avalanche proceeds as normal and the president drops the plate. Aerith is spared by the Turks, Hojo finds out, kidnaps her to make her make babies with Normalroth.

The only thing that saves her from that fate is Normalroth snapping after all his headaches and killing everyone, including her, in the tower.

The Turks sensed danger and got Rufus away, but now a planet-level threat is roaming around all rabid and there are no plucky teams of young adults to band together, collect friends, and stop him. Plus, Jenova+Twinroths starts from a stronger position with a living body.

Jenova gets her way, eats everyone on the planet, and uses it as a vessel to see the stars.

Twinroths are finally at peace, doing one activity they both always loved: stargazing.

As they fly, conquering worlds and living freely, they meld together more and more into one entity with Jenova, and enjoy it immensely. At long last, the connection they longed for ❤️😺😺🐙❤️

Precious boys:

Them riding Mother's coattails:

Crack answer 1:

It's Chadley. Chadley and Sephiroth.

In the most likely scenario, this just results in Hojo letting Chadley skip some torture as long as his scientific progress is beneficial to Hojo, but the boys both still get trained in war and end up in the angst case above.

Sephiroth cracks first, then Chadster.

In a more hopeful situation, both boys spend more time on science and the angst above is delayed by a few years! Woo!

In the best case scenario, they band together. Sephiroth wants to protect his "baby" brother and Chadley wants to protect his naive older brother and they work together to kill Hojo and Shinra and run off with Glenn and co. and live happily ever after as accomplished astronomers and maybe astronauts.

Crack answer 2:

They are gremlins of the highest order and enable each other in escape attempts, eventually finding Vincent, who falls for their chaotic charm immediately and protects them with his life.

[corpsebasil]

HEYYYY i wanted to request an ethan x female reader where they’re best friends and she gets drunk at a party and basically confesses to him and he doesn’t know what to do so he avoids her the next few days, thinking she didn’t mean it and wouldn’t want to see him, but she confronts him and he apologizes and they finally make out after a long time of pining??? thanks man 😎

Sure sure

(No Ghostface Au)

The room was spinning a bit, but you didn’t care. You were dancing with your best friend, Ethan Landry, and he was spinning you both around in a circle. You were spinning so fast, so blurry, that you were afraid gravity was about to wrest the two of you apart and send you flying in opposite directions.

Suddenly Ethan slipped and you yelped, collapsing on top of him on the floor as your friends howled with laughter.

“WE WON!” Tara yelled, laughing as she and Chad stumbled to a stop. You’d been having a spinning contest, trying to see who’d last the longest at Tara’s birthday party, and it was her game of choice.

You laid on top of Ethan’s body, your head spinning, as he gripped your waist tightly. You moaned against his chest, dizziness soaking up every inch of your sanity, and Ethan let out a coughing sound.

“Jesus.” He muttered, unable to lift his head. “I feel sick.”

“Puke on me and I’ll murder you in your sleep.” You grumbled, slowly pushing yourself up off him. You looked down at his face, at his pained expression that had gone a bit green. “Come on, cutie.” You sighed, grabbing his hand and pulling him up into sitting position.

His ears turned a bit pink at the comment, but you didn’t see it as you turned away.

“Tara!” You called out, pushing yourself onto your feet. “When’s the cake?”

“Shots first!” Your female best friend said, grabbing your hand and pulling you into her kitchen. You’d made her a birthday cake yourself, and it was gorgeous. “It’s so pretty I don’t even want to eat it.”

“But it’s raspberry lemon like you wanted.” You groaned, eyeing the yellow and pink roses you’d spent hours working on.

“I knowww.” She cooed, a bit tipsy, as she poured vodka shots for the group. “I’ve already posted like, a thousand pictures.”

“Such sweeties.” Chad said, moving into the kitchen to wrap his arms around the both of you. You and Tara squeaked, pretending to fight against the taller boy as he hugged you both tightly, squishing all three of you together. “Come on, Tare. Don’t be a tease. Pour one extra for the Chadster.”

“Do not ever call yourself that again.” She wrinkled her pert nose and poured him an extra, then moved to call Ethan and Mindy into the room. Sam was out of town with her boyfriend, but she and Tara had a birthday lunch together the day before. “GUYS COME ON.”

“Coming, God.” Mindy groaned, Ethan trailing after her like a lost puppy. His eyes met yours, darting to Chad’s arm around you, and you shoved Chad off.

“Come here, you.” You said, smiling sweetly as you grabbed his hand, tugging him to stand next to you. Almost hesitantly he looped his arm around your waist, holding you up against his warm side. You tilted your head onto him, breathing in the scent of his cologne. “You smell nice.” You mumbled and felt his grip tighten a fraction.

“Shots!” Tara urged, passing them around, before pausing before you and Ethan. “Aw, cute. Anyways let’s get drunk.”

You laughed and knocked it back, wrinkling your nose after. Ethan made a gagging sound and you grinned, nudging him.

“Weakling.” You teased, earning an eye-roll before you pulled away, shimmying towards Tara. She turned on some music and grabbed your hands, spinning you around as you danced together.

“More! More!” Tara laughed, and Mindy groaned, dropping her head onto the counter. “Aw, Mindssss!”

“I’m a lightweight. Cut the cake and then we can do shots.”

“But—”

“No buts.” Chad’s sister said, shooting the birthday girl a look as she searched for a knife and grabbed some plates. “Y/N worked really hard on this. I would know, because I helped.”

“You watched.”

“I sampled the batter.”

“And the frosting.”

“You needed a food critic!”

You rolled your eyes as your friends laughed, and Chad took the knife from Mindy.

“I’ll be the judge of the cake, thank you.” He said, and carved the five of you a piece.

You all ate in the living-room, wincing and laughing when Chad let out an audible moan at the taste. Tara passed around the vodka bottle, and you used the cake as a chaser. As the four of you—minus Mindy—got drunker and drunker, Ethan’s head somehow ended up on your shoulder as Chad and Tara argued passionately over a Netflix show.

Your hand drifted up involuntarily to slip into your friend’s hair, feeling the soft brown curls against your fingers, and the sensation sent a chill down your spine. Your nails scratched lightly at his scalp and Ethan made a noise, a noise that made your heart drop into your stomach.

“Tired?” You asked, your voice a bit unsteady as you turned your head to look at him. He smiled faintly, peering up at you, and you almost startled when you realized his face was barely a few inches from yours. “Hmm?”

“Sort of.” He mumbled, closing his eyes. You turned your head, looking at Chad and Tara.

“Can we crash here? Neither of us are good to drive.” You asked, and Tara looked over. “Ethan’s tired.” His arm looped behind you to pinch your side and you jolted.

“Yeah sure. Take Quinn’s room, she’s out for the night.” She said, and eyed Chad. “Where are you sleeping?”

“I think you know where—”

“Ew ew! Stop.” Mindy groaned, tugging a pillow over her face and a blanket over herself. “I’m sleeping on the couch. Someone turn the damn lights off.”

The four of you laughed and stood up shakily, beginning cleanup. Tara insisted on one more shot—one Ethan passed on—before the four of you went to bed.

Ethan grumbled as he kicked his shoes, jacket, and jeans off and slid into Quinn’s bed, you getting comfortable on the other side. You curled up closer to him, snuggling into his chest, before closing your eyes. He smelled amazing, this close, and you buried your face against him, gripping his shirt tightly with one hand.

“Watcha doing?” He mumbled sleepily, and you lifted your head, looking at him. His brown eyes were fixed on yours, a soft smile on his face.

“Looking at you.” You responded, blinking slowly. The alcohol was making your skin buzz, but you didn’t care.

He raised a brow.

“Why?”

“Because.”

His smile was white and broad, his hand reaching out to play with a strand of your hair. Your heart beat faster at the touch, feeling him tuck the piece behind your ear. You held eye contact for a moment before you took a shaky breath.

“You know..” you started, glancing down, then up. You felt scared.

“What is it?” He asked, brows furrowing, before you spoke again.

“You know that I love you, right?” You asked, staring at him for a reaction, but he’d gone still. He didn’t respond for a beat and you frowned.

“Are you—” he swallowed, glancing away, a pained expression on his face. “You’re drunk, Y/N.”

“No I’m not.” You argued, and took his face in your hand, turning him towards you.

When you moved forward and kissed him, pressing your mouth hard against his own, you melted against him. He looped an arm around your waist and made a noise; he tasted like birthday cake, and everything about him felt right.

“Ethan..” you breathed, kissing him deeper, but he pulled away.

“Im—I’m going to go to the bathroom, okay? I’ll be back.”

You watched as he stood from bed and left the room, closing the door with a soft click. You rolled onto your back, smiling dumbly, and licked your bottom lip. He was perfect for you. Perfect..so…so—

-

You opened your eyes to buttery sunshine pouring in through the window and you groaned, a headache raging against your temples. What the fuck had happened last night? There was the cake, and the vodka, and Quinn’s room and then—

You sucked in a breath and turned to Ethan and— No. Not Ethan, because he wasn’t next to you. By the coldness of the mattress beside you, and the lack of his clothes on the floor, you weren’t sure if he’d slept there at all.

He’d left. When he said he was going to the bathroom, you were sure he’d left.

You looked up at the ceiling, blinking as tears of humiliation washed over you. You’d kissed him. You’d kissed Ethan, your best friend, and you’d fucked it up. You immediately moved to grab your phone; no missed calls or texts. You called him, holding the phone to your ear until you heard the click. As if he’d hung up.

You flung your arm over your eyes, feeling the wetness leak out over your skin. Fuck.

-

The next few days, Ethan never called you back. You were miserable—utterly miserable as you tried to talk to him. He wouldn’t speak to you at school and didn’t show up to your weekly study night at a local pizza place the both of you love. You’d sat there for two hours alone, looking like an idiot, and eventually the owner gave you a free slice, telling you boys were stupid.

You walked home alone one night, out late from a study session at the library, your heart aching in your chest. All you wanted was for Ethan to talk to you. Talk to you so you could apologize to him for what you said. Say sorry for kissing him, because clearly it had disturbed him beyond belief.

When your phone buzzed you ignored it, wiping your nose on your sleeve as your eyes once again began to water. You’d been crying a stupid amount this past week, unable to think about Ethan without feeling like shit. But then you did look, and your heart stopped.

E 💪🏻💜

Ethan: can we talk?

Ethan: im at your complex

Y/N: yeah

He started typing, then stopped. You waited anxiously, but without any more texts, you began heading quicker towards your apartment. When you got there you saw him sitting on the curb, staring down at his phone. His dark hair was a curly mess, a tight black t-shirt clinging to his upper body. You sucked in a breath at the sight of him.

“Hey.” You called out, nervous, and he looked up. His jaw tightened and you saw the muscle jump.

“Hey.” He replied and stood, nodding towards your complex.

The two of you didn’t speak as you moved inside, you unlocking the door with shaking hands. You entered and headed straight towards the kitchen, tossing the keys to Ethan as you always did so he could lock up. You locked eyes for a moment, the two of you both recognizing the familiar gesture, before he glanced away.

Your face burned as you opened the fridge and took out two hard seltzers, offering him one.

“There’s um..there’s food in the fridge, if you’re hungry.”

“I’m good.” He said, opening the can before shoving a hand into his pocket.

You took a deep drink and moved into the living-room, curling yourself up on the couch. He sat on the opposite end, setting his drink down, before he fiddled with his fingers. Your heart was racing so fast you felt sick; you’d wanted to talk to him, desperately, but now that he was here you just wanted him to leave.

“Listen I—” you started, at the same time Ethan said, “At Tara’s party you—”

You swallowed and nodded to him.

“Um. You first.”

He swallowed and continued.

“You said that..that you loved me. You kissed me.”

You looked away, face red.

“Yeah, I know.”

“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t fuck with my feelings, Y/N.” Ethan said, tone slightly tight, and your eyes cut to his. You opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off. “I care about you, okay? Always have. But you—” he shook his head, brow furrowed. “you can’t just kiss me and say stuff you don’t mean, okay? I cant take that.”

You stared at him, mind a bit blank.

“What?”

“I said you—”

“No I mean, what the fuck? Who said I didn’t mean it?”

He stared back, expression strange.

“I’m confused.” He mumbled.

“You’re confused? I’m fucking confused.” You scoffed, brows furrowed. “I told you I loved you because I do. And you started ignoring me. How am I supposed to take that?”

“I—” Ethan looked back at you, then shook his head. “But you’re…”

“I’m what?”

“You’re—you. I didn’t think you were serious.”

“Do you think I’m a liar or something—?”

“No—no.” He shook his head again, scooting closer to you on the couch so that his thigh brushed your curled up feet. “I’m sorry for staying away. I was scared you’d tell me you were just drunk and—”

He shut up when you lurched forward, pressing a hard kiss against his mouth. He jolted back, immediately holding onto you, a groan leaving him.

“You talk to much, my love.” You gasped, and straddled his waist, pressing yourself against him.

The two of you heaved for breath against each other as your mouths met again, his fingers digging painfully into your hips as he dragged you down against him, shoving his own hips up against your own. You whined at the pressure, your arms wrapping around his neck as your tongue slipped into his mouth, desperate for every inch of contact.

“Does this mean—” Ethan panted, brown eyes heavy-lidded. “—you’ll be my girlfriend?”

You grinned and kissed him softer this time, feeling him relax under you, his grip turning gentle and warm.

“Do you love me?” You asked, eyes twinkling down at him, and damn you if his smile wasn’t the prettiest thing you’d ever seen.

“For a long time now.” He murmured, and captured your mouth again with his, rolling you onto your back onto the couch.

WHEWW

[anti-hero-chadster]

Chad flusters as he lets loose a barrage of small sneezes, making sure to aim them into his elbow. He tries not to pout as he realizes he's sick once again. It feels like he gets some sort of illness once a month. He'd blame the frequency on having to interact with the public, but he has stepped back from the showboating his parents' like him to do since he burned his Chadster identity, so he just must a shitty immune system.

"You do-do-doing alright, Wra-wraith?" St. Bernard's timid voice asks from a desk to the left/behind him.

"Yeah, just a little under the weather ...again..." Chad says with mild annoyance before blowing his nose. "I'm thinking of adding a rebreather to my costume so these doesn't keep happening."

"That-that-that might be wise" St. Bernard says sympathetically. Kotetsu lightly leans on Chad's leg while he throws his used tissues away and sanitizes his hands. "May-maybe you sho-shou-should head home sssoon."

Chad turns as carefully as he can so Kotetsu isn't disturbed, but he can face St. Bernard while teasing. "And leave you to sort through the baby heroes's paperwork by yourself? What villain do you take me for? Generator? Nah, I'm still good for now. Someone I trust can read my biometrics because of sensors in my cyborg arms, I'll be forced home if they think my health is too poor."

"Tha-that's sm-smart!" Chad only doesn't bristle because St. Bernard looks genuinely enlightened by the idea. He wonders who's the poor sucker he just condemned to a life of biometrics surveillance is before dismissing the thought, it's not him problem. Chad slowly pets Kotetsu, touching the ghostly dog as if it was made of glass.

"Any of the newbies catch your eye? I'm interested in seeing what this one kid can do. They can make skeleton constructs out of random materials that they piolet like puppets"

"N-not yet, my recruits have som-some pretty sta-tandard d through b ti-tier pow-ers." St. Bernard shrugs. "Wha-what type of mat-mater-rials?"

"Pretty much anything that's a plasma or solid" Chad explains, coughing lightly into his elbow before continuing, "They used fire, earth, metal, and ice from the testing room as examples. They couldn't make something from nothing, seemed to only be able to make human skeletons, the sizes varied between three and six feet tall, and the skeletons were only as sturdy as the material that was used, but I see a lot of room for creativity and innovation."

"I-I-I see, tha-that does sou-sound interesting." St. Bernard gets a deep, thoughtful look on his face, "With-without kno-owing more about how their-ir pow-ers work, it'll pro-pro-probably be best if th-they have m-multiple tu-tors ove-over j-just the one or-or two-two that the oth-ers will nee-need."

"Yeah, I'll send you a list of who I think would be good for the kid, you'd be able to cut the list down since you know heroes better than me and would be more likely to know if I added anyone who shouldn't have."

"That-that-that's probably wi-ise. You-you know, since you fffucked offfff for th-three ye-years." St. Bernard grins playfully at Chad.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I regret nothing" Chad chuckles before sneezing so hard his vision blacking out of a second and not a minute later his phone buzzes with a text message, he doesn't need to check it to know what it says. "Ah... it seems like I will be heading home."

"Oh! Was-was that-?"

"Yeah. BUT! I'm taking these reports with me, I'll have them done before orientation, I'll just be doing them while force feed chicken noodles." Chad says while shoving his stack of incomplete reports into the ratty grey backpack he takes everywhere.

"Al-alright, get so-some rest t-too"

"Only if you do too, boss" Chad chuckles as he heads to the designated teleportation area, popping a small device out of its hidden compartment in his arm. Just a soft click of a button and he's suddenly hundreds of miles away, slumping boneless into his lover's waiting arms.

[incorrect-sandd]

—-IN A WORLD WHERE MORGAN IS A SIDEKICK TO CHADSTER —-

Alex: I really like this whole 'good guy, bad guy' thing you guys have going on.

Morgan: It's not an act, it's just that I'm mean and Chad isn't

[ask-the-candicroc]

Hows it hanging Chadster? You hunkering down for halloween?

”Oh it’s one of the voices! It’s been quite a while since one of those came around here!”

“I’m honestly doing quite swell! And I dunno what I’m doing for this- ‘Halloween’ thing, it sounds really fun! I wonder if Bo- Gummigoo will let us!”

[drowthelynes]

tasteless losers: oh katara is so mean and she can be such a bitch. [3000 words on why she's a terrible female and terrible character and terrible female character]

demented chadsters with mega huge brains: wow katara can be such a bitch 🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍😍 SERVE IT TO THEM COLD AND MEAN, QWEEN

[thee-rat-king]

S & D Tier Comic Adaptation - Issue 1 (draft one)

This is deeply unfinished by I believe in showing my work and this is my first time scripting a comic. It’s not professional formatting, but I’m doing my best and I’d like to share what I have so far. Constructive feedback is appreciated!!

(NOTE: I know that describing panel layout is a bit gauche, I have done it in a few places just for visualisation, as this is being read by anyone, not just a specific art team)

Page 1

Panels 1-4 - introductory splash art of four seperate FAIRNESS ASSOCIATION HEROS. (first draft first draft I don’t have all the details yet).

Panel 5 (central inset) - a group of FAIRNESS ASSOCIATION HEROS, led by THE CHADSTER are flying towards the outer atmosphere in the invisible jet.

Chad: my friends, this time I am certain we shall defeat this dastardly villain

FAH #2: [something vaguely reasonable, Alex is Big Scary blah blah blah]

Page 2 and 3 - a double page spread of SPACE!!! it is BIG AND EMPTY!!! To the lower left of page 2 we see the invisible jet. It is very small compared to the vastness of SPACE!!!

Page 4 and 5 - another double page spread. Wow!! I’m so creative. This also shows the vastness of SPACE!!! Except that now ALEX is in the centre. They look unbearably hot (details unimportant). To the lower left of page 4 the invisible jet has been disrupted as though by a sonic blast. To clarify ALEX is big enough that they could probably pick the jet up in one hand if they wanted to.

Page 6 (three single image strips with the vastness of SPACE in the background)

Panel 1 - FAHs 1 and 4 (I really need to give them names) blast out of the front windshield of the invisible jet

SFX: CRASH

Panel 2: ALEX grabs FAH 3 from the wreck, who is actively firing back at them with their laser vision (to no effect)

Panel 3: CHAD and FAH 2 watch on from the wreckage of the invisible jet, leaping into action (note: I cannot for the life of me remember what chads powers are rn. That is perhaps why he’s not doing much yet).

Page 7

No idea of the formatting, I got bored of vague art direction with no dialogue. It’s going to be a maybe 7 panel layout depicting a the heroes and Alex fighting their way back towards earth. Maybe a second group of heros in the distance. IDK how powerful I should establish Alex to be this early ?? (I’m not changing anything, but pretend this is going to be read by a fresh audience. Information is shared in bits and pieces.) (chants under breath: first draft first draft)

Page 8

Panel 1 - a column up the left side of the page showing a perfectly normal, if slightly industrial apartment building in a nice city

Panel 2 - wide shot! A nice, comfy apartment. One wall has a BDG-style conspiracy theory board, maybe with an old treasure map pinned to it, but otherwise the room in very normal

Panel 3 - mid shot, in an armchair MORGAN is reading a book. They are average looking (details unimportant), and wearing a soft jumper.

Panel 4 - MORGAN takes a sip of tea, and continues to read their book. Perhaps there is a fucked up statue in the background.

SFX: siiiiip

Panel 5 - wide shot of the apartment, from one side ALEX comes through the door loudly, while on the other MORGAN is in their armchair. (Or couch?? Maybe it should be a couch. Or a beanbag chair.)

Page 9

Panel 1 - close up of ALEX walking towards MORGAN

Alex: the heroes foiled my plans and blew up my castle

Panel 2 - MORGAN in their armchair, looking surprised as ALEX continues

Alex: then they chased me into the outer atmosphere! And they know I killed Rebecca the Rebreathable last month

Panel 3 - ALEX sits

Morgan: that’s weird

Alex: no, that’s pretty much the norm

Panel 4 - Morgan and Alex face each other, either in chairs or on a couch

Morgan: really? Because that hasn’t been my experiance at all

Panel 5 (this takes up like, the bottom half of the page). MORGAN talking happily while ALEX looks on in bemused confusion

Morgan: like, when they rescued that person I kidnapped last week they also fixed my toaster and found my car keys and all the pieces to the jigsaw puzzle I dropped last week, and they fixed the electrical issues with the cable car, and the cleaned up my junk draw, and set the timer on my microwave…….

Image fades into the bottom of the page with no hard cutoff, as MORGAN presumably continues on with the list of things the “point-and-click” heroes did.

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Thanks for reading!! In case you didn’t know, most of the dialogue on page 9 is taken from the original video that started S&D Tier. I’m not sure how many changes will happen between this VERY PRELIMINARY FIRST DRAFT and the actual final comic, but I’m excited! (Yes this is just 9 pages. The next one will be longer. It’s a start.)

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

👄 + Blossom

Ben: Benny, Love, nerd

Chad: Chadster, Chadwick, Blondie

Jane: Janey, fairy-in-crime/my fairy-in-crime

Aziz: Az, dumbass (affectionate)

Ruby (from wicked world): Rubes, Blondie

Evie: Eves

Send me 👄 + an OC and I’ll tell you all the nicknames they have for canon characters

[maguro13-2]

Char : Fools! This is my time to make Zeon Rise with my dominate powers of the Grear Char!

*Ideon appears to grab Char*

Char : Now to make the days of bringing my--Hey, Hey, what's going on? *CRACK* OH GOD! MY BACK! AW MY BACK IS SNAPPED LIKE A PACK OF UNCOOKED SPAGHETTI! AHH YOU JUST WALK UP AND CAME OUT OF WHERE WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING?! OH BOO! WHY DID TOMINO EVER MADE YOU, SIR?!

[Ideon Eyecatch theme]

"IDEON!!!

Ideon : That's right!

*next*

Char : *To Machu* I see you understand I finally felt that Ideon was one of Mr. Tomino's other robots for the past years. But it's good that we make a diligent efforts of setting you up pretty good.

Machu : *Notices Ideon appears behind Char*

Char : Now all I have to do is make you get prepared for the next five minutes of...OH MY GOD, NO!

*CRACK*

Char : YAHHH!! LIKE A WORTHLESS PACK OF FIRECRACKER IS MY F-[dolphin chirp]-ING BACK! AHH I FELT THE BONES OF MY FEET TOUCHING THE FLOOR FROM THE BACK OF MY HEAD ON THAT ONE!

Machu :*To Ideon* You're cold blooded, man. No wonder you always act tough.

[Ideon eyecatch theme]

"IDEON!!!

Ideon : Who else but me?

*next*

Everyone : *murmuring*

Char : Sorry I'm late everyone. I thought Char and Amuro would all think that Ideon is one of Mr Tomino's robots, and it's very shocking that he's like the kid brother of Gundam to one's life. But that big hunk of junk is going anywhere! Cause I'm back, baby!

*everyone with a mild applause*

Char : Thank you than you.

*Ideon appears again*

Char : *Panicking* Oh my God, why is this even happening?!

*crack*

Char : HUAAAHHH!!! WHERE YOU GUYS ON THAT PROBLEM!? YOU JUST WATCHED A ROBOT BREAK SOMEBODY'S BACK! THIS IS A LIVING NIGHTMARE TO WAKE UP FROM IT!

[Ideon Eyecatch theme]

"IDEON"

Ideon : I'd Telegraph that!

*last take*

[Song playing: don't care by Hoshimachi Suisei]

Char : Okay. This is the last time I ever had Ideon come to Mr. Tomino's party or this party that we cranked up

Ideon : Look, Azernable. I got carried with the whole breaking your back thing. It's like that I was on seeing a video from one of them clips of robot chicken where I see this Bane villain break Batman's back. It was hilariously funny for me and I was all like hey, I'm Ideon and I never say a word.

Char : Yet. You did broke my back and got my spine shattered. Do you have any idea of what's like a runaway like you would do?

Ideon : Easy, a lot of people fine in the ours of super robot war business, but children or little boys can be really cruel to grown ups.

Char : And what happened to the children?

Ideon : Uhh, casualties, man. There were casualties around the world of "IDEON", And that's how we ballers going to party in the makings of robots meets wars.

Char : So what if the children, they sese shotas what Japan called are little perverts. But I saw one for got killed with a head shot. We idiots gone to far about it.

Red Comet : Dude. Too far. I've been drinking a lot of booze and I woke up at six. Do you think that Ideon's roaring all woke us up.

0079 Gundam : Yes. He woke me up in the middle of sleep and I was trying to get some rest before I wake up at six. I tried to get some coffee before I snooze on the job. That's the fifth row in the week he tried to wake me up in the middle of my sleep.

Ideon : Look, G. Look. I'm sorry, my amigo. Lo siento, my homie! But uhh, I haven't seen you guys in a year or two, Mr. Tomino is pleased with you guys welcoming here. I got drinks, soda, chips and dip, you know what I'm saying.

Ideon : I got my homies on the line. But I get the fact that super robots are the manliest of man, bro!

Mazinger : Yeah, but having a party with your fellows is kinda...

Ideon : Dude look. We got a female robot named Aerial. It's like having a starter p-[beep]! You're living with the man's way of having woman of intimacy. I get it why they call you the Mazinger Chadster! I promise that robots and bros are a thing in robot history.

*flips*

Ideon : *taps in the mice with his drunken self* Attention! Can I have your attention please? I would like to thank my bro G here giving me how great isnit for me to become a robot sensation. I respect you bro, as I, a robot created my Mr. Tomino, had this lasting legacy of mine calling it "IDEON".

Ideon : And I see that all of you robots out there my dudes, dudettes, and for the ladies...I dig it. You want to have me a raging boner.

Aerial : Oh. *Puts hands behind her back*

Ideon : Let's just say Ideon has been kicking back the robot industry since the 1980s, robots has been kicking butt real good and I know you new robot pilots is gonna be like hey, here's my robot homies looking at me for a good look of the new robots.

Ideon : And I love y'all. Chill out and promise like a brobot. That's how we respect our native that gave us life!

Tetsujin-28 : Nah, man. It's all good, you know. We had simple plans of having a cool robot, if it weren't for the mighty atom himself, we robots would be living in our underwears.

Mazinger : Hey, I happened to be in trunks, my swim trunks. That's the last time I hit the beach with all the ladies in wild bikinis.

*shows a photo robots in bikinis and trunks*

Mazinger : Yep. We were popular on the vacation dream.

Getter Robo : Hey, bro! Get on with it, man!

Ideon : Alright! I'm gonna do it bro! I'm gonna do it!

*Does his iconic roar*

*FWOOSH*

All : AWESOME!!!

Duo : So Honking Bruce!!!

Heero : Can't miss this one on black out. Must watch... awesome robot!

Ideon : There! How do you like that? You all saw what you just saw.

*everyone cheering*

Ideon : Yeah-huh! Uh-huh! Who's the toughest? Who's the baddest? Who's the toughest meanest robot that kicks a lot of arse...? Me! Space Runaway Ideon! Whoo!

*flips*

Amuro : You know, I was right all along. You, Ideon, had been the coolest robot that Nr. Tomino, you're like all the other robots Tomino made and we respect you.

Ideon : And best part is...I had to interrogate someone so that they are free to go.

*pans*

Nyaan : So you'll promise that we're gonna be fine and do not get raped. I always get picked on by kids who wanted to offer Oneshota lewdness or even bad men who wants to lewd and rape me.

Ideon : Listen, sister. I give you my word. I promise that you and Machu would do something great in your lives. I promise that you'll be free on your own after your movie becomes a success.

Nyaan : And I'll be good if I promise that I would do in the Real World?

Ideon : From Mr. Tomino's advice, you two will be alright and we're doing great on how our people's accepedt your appreciated negotiations.

Machu : You're freeing us and letting us go? You mean that were fine on protecting ourselves?

Nyaan : So...does this mean no Lewd and rape?

Ideon : No lewd and rape.

*pans back*

Ideon : Yeah, that was good interrogation. Trying to tell girls about the human traffic thing in the Gundam Universe.

Char : That's my peoples you're talking about. You respect girls and women.

Sayla : Whatever!

Kamille : Respecting women? Ha! I only heard that War is Bad, Girls. It's what we do in human history from the History teachers.

Amuro : And how do you explain that from history teachers? Mrs. Swanson?

Kamille : As long she's not a heinous b*tch when it comes to the politicals of conflics of the robot wars. That's why she's dead.

Ideon : Anyway guys. It has been my honor that all man, women, and child of every Mecha world is all of my homies.

*applause*

Ideon : I respect my bros that super robots who are also homies. I, IDEON, glorious space runaway, have prolonged my life as a great super robot with great supervision. I give you my words and advice that it feels good to the legacy of Mr. Tomino. Guy who loves giant robots.

0079 Gundam : Yeah, we respect ya.

Ideon : Good. Good. I see the new kid's got a like in me and oh, one more thing.

0079 Gundam : Yeah what is it.

*grabs Char*

Char : AW COME ON!

*SNAP*

[Cues Lose yourself by Eminem]

CHAR : *Screams* WHY!? WHY ME?! THAT'S GONNA BE A STRIKE!!

Ideon : YEAH, DROP IT, MOTHERF-[beep]-ERS! IDEON IS STILL IN SESSION! YAY-YEAH!

Machu : Word!

Ideon : Don't say it like that.

Ideon is still glory and Ideon always got you covered!

*Ideon Eyecatch theme*

"IDEON!!!"

Ideon : You're right on track!

[filthyfandomconfessionsbutjustme]

there is not enough cloudxchadley

they made us witness chadley's first boner and nobody took the bait. how are you all so tasteless. like goddamn, at least have chadster jerk it to cloud.

[xxvulgvtz]

nicknames for my pets, "pretty boy / dirt boy / buddy" "Sweetsie / My Baby" "Chadster / Chaddy Boy" and then there is just "Fatty"