#Like im not kidding this si stupidly long

[rakshakarana-blog]

OOC. If anyone wants to read this AU then it’s below the cut and its VERY LONG as a warning. Context; Symmercy && Lena/Emily world building history. Dragon!Symmetra and Werewolf! Lena with a god touched twist ;D 

Aka. They’re both children of the gods and Lena is more of a grim type doggo but yes!

To begin with there was one strong standing deity, no other could stand up to it's might and let alone rival it for dominance over the world. It was a benevolent beast, a creature of peace. The original god if one were to ever label the first to spawn; Overwatch. 

 It kept the monsters, the humans, the godly beings and all living upon the earth in check and brought it's wrath upon those that dared to oppose it but as time ticked by, Overwatch grew... lonely. They watched from their perch as life went on whilst they rested alone and, for the first time, Overwatch stepped down to walk the earth-- To find companionship.

It came in the form of a sailors daughter, a girl of the sea with a fiery personality and the gift of magic within her. She caught the godly beings attention with her affinity for healing, the balance she held and, well, Overwatch could never quite figure her out. She held their curiosity tighter than most other mortals ever had. But she was still. 

Mortal. 

And life blinked by faster than Overwatch wished. So they offered her their power, a taste, a blessing for their permanent company. So the fiery haired witch with a sharp tongue was gifted with immortality and became the first vessel. Sentient and free from constraint, Moira was still free to do as she wished. Overwatch would not force another to remain in their company but Moira was a woman of her word even if it was not binding; gave words the power they hold. 

Years fell into decades into centuries and humanity expanded. With it came war, came more monsters into life-- Came more godly beings and more chaos.

Overwatch was becoming aware that this was not something they could do alone. They needed help-- They needed another being of their power, another being like them to do what they could not but they had never been gifted with the powers of creation. 

 So, Overwatch turned to their vessel and asked for their aid in creating something new. Something powerful that could help them.  And she did.

Created from golden blood, from ash and earth-- With Overwatch's power and Moira's skills, she gave the god a son. She gave the god a Name. If ever her creation grew out of control, the Name would quell them but a Name was not a thing to be taken lightly and Moira was a fickle creature with her own agenda. So she kept the Name from Overwatch; hid the knowledge of it's existence. For all intents and purposes, this creature had no Name, yet. But it was called Blackwatch.

And Blackwatch did as it was created to. It did everything Overwatch could not. It's style and methods were... questionable but never did they step over the line to warrant interference from their paternal deity.  

Certainly, the whispers from the witch of the sea did not help; soft words of encouragement to push further, to become their own being away from what their father wished.

Eventually, breaking point rose. Blackwatch broke away from their father's wishes and took the matter of justice into their own hands. It was their job to see to peace, it was their job to do what their father could not and that meant making the choices they could not even if they refused.

And with it, the land was razed to keep the peace. Lives of innocent were taken in the crossfire and Overwatch was disgusted at the actions their son had taken behind their back. With further whispers from Moira, who remained a free entity-- A godly deity within her own right after centuries of honing her powers, a women with powers that could rival most minor and major gods that were starting to bloom into being-- 

 The pair fought.  The heavens were ablaze with fire and fury.

But Overwatch could not... kill their only child. For all that they had turned Blackwatch into, they loved the being. So when it came to striking the final blow, they could not. 

 Badly wounded and crippled, Blackwatch was sealed away with the aid of Moira and left to sleep for eternity. Overwatch, stricken with grief, fractured and crumbled under what they had wrought. Their body split and their power took the form in new bodies;

The sun and skies-- A benevolent deity of justice and righteousness. Touchable by those who walk the mortal world but her presence is felt by all. The maternal goddess, warmth gracing all who are blessed by her. A recluse though. It is says that she and the moon bare most of Overwatch's guilt for their actions. 

The moon and stars-- A wanderer, A soldier, cloaked in mystery. A just protector of the innocent but haggard, worn. It is said he is patron of the vagabonds, he roams the cities and keeps peace in Overwatch's wake. The night is a safer place for his light, a reflection of the sun yet strong within his own right. He act on vigilance, atoning for the mess left by Blackwatch and in hopes it redeems himself.

The Mountains, the earth, the stalwart protector-- They say this fragment of Overwatch is a colossus being. He rests within the mountains, laughter booming and shaking the lands. When an earthquake occurs, it is often commonplace to say it is Reinhardt moving and children grow up wishing to meet the gentle giant. Legend says that the only being capable of reaching the sun and moon is Reinhardt who stands tall enough to touch both. 

 The heart of the mountain, the fire and fury, the original maker-- The constant companion to Reinhardt, it is said that they were both created together for you cannot have one without the other. Reinhardt remains impenetrable because Torbjorn remains at his heels with the gift of fire and crafts. Out of all of Overwatch's fragments, he remains the most ingenious. He remains the only to create despite Overwatch being unable to himself. It is said the dwarves were created by him and the golems are his patron beasts. 

 Lastly, there is the wanderer. There is little known about this one. Some say he is a fragment of Overwatch, some say he is merely a monstrous being. He roams the sandy dunes, striking down the bandits and the criminals that make home within his domain. Some claim to see a mere man upon a horse when visited by this one but others? A calamitous wolf with razor teeth, skin as coarse as the sands he roams.

Blackwatch remained asleep as the new gods adapted to their world. They remained entrusted into Moira’s care. Moira who has no deity to report back to, no god to reign her in nor hold sway over her. She was left completely unchecked with raw power asleep at her finger tips.  And what a waste it would be to merely... leave Blackwatch, her prodigy creation, to go to waste.

 So she begins work on re-birthing it a new in quiet whilst the world recovers from Overwatch’s ‘death’ and Blackwatch’s banishment.

It takes years, decades-- The gods have settled in their ways, they're known and legends among the people. It is easier to find some than others. The sun and moon vanish during the third decade of existence but Reinhardt, Torbjorn and Jesse? They're there. They protect the world and they live on as intended. 

The world recovers, the incident is forgotten. New powers and names rise in Overwatch's absense. A beast of control that once lurked in the shadows, greedy for power now that there remains few that can stop it. A faceless beast of scale and fur-- 

 There in rises the creatures of earth and water and fire and winds-- Elements taking life in mortal form, the lands flourishing. Life is certainly not ideal but it is calm and right for once.

But there is no warning of despair, no prophecy that allows anyone to predict the creature that slithers forth out of the husk of Blackwatch. It resembles the prior deity but it is... warped, twisted. Black gas oozes off of it and colour has bled from it's form. There is no love nor care in their eyes any more, swirling black hardened by anger and hatred. Unleashed upon the world and within the bonds breaking Blackwatch, it is reborn a new. 

 Talon.

The creature is weak to begin with, feasting upon little more than small villages and towns that it passes through. It remains close to the sea, close to it's creator and 'guardian'. A woman whose hands give and take. Life and death balanced precariously upon her finger tips.

And she is smart.  She knows allies are needed, she knows Overwatch's strength even if it happened to be in pieces. If reforged, those pieces will rekindle the sleeping deity and that would be... problematic even with Talons new strength found so Moira seeks out allies in the darker places of the world. She seeks out the beast greedy for power in it's lair of shadows and grants it a seat besides them in their reshaping of the world. 

Vishkar is all too pleased to accept, crooning at the possibility for more.There are some among the clay born, the golems, that would defect and the sea belongs to her. It's creatures will bend to her whim or she will destroy them too.

It starts as rumors. A tale to scare children into returning home before dark--

There is Something out there that will get you. A bogeyman. And then there are sightings, survivors, as Talons strength grows and it's allies do too in kind.

There is this air of unease but nobody knows the answer, nobody knows who to beg for help-- Overwatch is gone and the pantheon fragmented with half of them vacant of their seat. 

It is only when a young god, born from strife afar, calls up to the heavens and prays for Overwatch's help. The beast, hardly man yet intelligent beyond any human's grasp, pleas for just a voice to answer-- begs for an answer, anything! 

 'The world is slowly succumbing to the shadows and this is your legacy yet you hide like cowards!' The primate yells into thin air, unknowing if the words were even heeded. If they do not answer then who will? The thought makes him want to vomit.

Only one answer, he wished for and yet the chorus of many answered. Many but not all. 

The mountains tremble and move for the first time in decades, erupting with a fire that promises to spark action. The hot desert sees billowing sandstorms sweep across the dunes with a figure riding lone at the center-- 

 Even those who do not fall from Overwatch's blood heed the call. An aquatic young god trying to save his home from an ally of Talon and his human vessel blessed with an impervious shield of harsh pink. 

The dragon of the south wind turns tail upon his raging war with his brother to plead help to the cause. The centaur clans of the plains and their young god pledge an army.

And yet, the sun and moon remain absent. Not even the mountains, himself, can reach them. He never could.

But it is something. It is hope and the young ape god is never more thankful for his Name than in that moment. 

They have something.

It takes time for them to co-ordinate.  Time they do not have as a wave of death and destruction slowly washes across the world. Any population that is not safely walled up is lost. Quickly. Humanity retreat to fortresses, retreat below the earth and to safety. 

The godly blacksmith raises armies of clay and stone to protect them. Bastions and bulwarks. A line of defense for life across the planet.

A reunion between fragments is always tearful when Reinhardt is involved. Jesse is welcomed back with open arms and the world becomes aware of him properly, become aware of his nature and that the large coyote wandering the dunes was not a beast nor a burden but a god within his own right.

They are not ready when Talon's attention falls upon them. Moira says they cannot be allowed to amass more power nor influence. They must be quashed, broken-- They must be destroyed and their power? That will be ours.

The ghastly beast is a formidable foe upon his own rights and with the aid of the witch and the creator, their combined powers makes the world tremble that day.

The mountain crumbles, so many lives are lost and there is still no answer from the sky. There is no gentle caress of moonlight nor scorching sun whilst they bleed--

So they are forced to retreat and Reinhardt offers a final sacrifice to permit them to escape. His powers? Breathed into one of Torbjorn's own blood with the promise of returning another day.

There, Reinhardt remains. Collapsed into the earth he nurtured from his first breath. The tree's, the grass, the ground-- It silently weeps his sleep.

The power shift is felt by all. It passes over every deity and every creature under Reinhardt's expansive shield--

There would be no laughter that night, no smile nor hearty chuckle. Only wounds to lick and the fleeting strings of hope unravelling.

That is hardly to say that their retreat was an entire loss. Blows were struck, their army weakened and time bought.

Strength was needed again. Vishkar and Talon split ways, taking their path of war in separate directions. Moira, as ever, remained in the shadows-- Close to her creation and revelling in the chaos caused.

The young water god, splitting away from the group with his vessel and the aid of the blessed child of Torbjorn-- The new mountain, powers still fresh and new. Vengeance was to be exacted and Vishkar had been weakened by the battle. Lucio would not see an opportunity to bring down the beast to pass him.

Catching the haughty beast was of no issue, speed was always his forte-- Beating the beast, however, was no feat of it's own. Blood of all parties was spilled but, ultimately, it was the vessel that offered the killing blow. Her sword brought down to decapitate the monster.

And collectively, they breathed relief. Vishkar's power was split in two--... 

 His head and his heart, into two beings. The head formed into scales, small and coiled; eyes calculated even upon birth. Curious. 

The body? It fell back into fur. Bright eyed and eager at the world. 

 A puppy and a drake, hardly bigger than their heads. Vulnerable children... Babies.

They were weak and to take their power meant Vishkar would never return again. Lucio would never have to fear the beasts return nor worry if his home would be destroyed or corrupted under their influence but they were children.

They were infants and the group was certainly not monsters in their own right. The pair were taken with intent to return to the group. Chaos and Order birthed into the world, bathed in the blood of their sire.

Talon, however? Talon was about to stumble into the gravest mistake of it's existence.

Feeding off of the essence of life to strengthen itself lead it to untouched areas-- Lead it to a large village that thrived despite the chaos and death that circled it. The air was... different here. It was static with power but no god nor monster fell from the sky to fell it so onwards it pressed, hunger insatiable.

Fire licked the buildings, smog thick in the air and the screams of innocents deafened the sky.Talon REVELED in the pain, in the chaos as it rampaged down the streets. It watched as people fled in terror, watched as parents sent away children running unto the cruel world-- 

It watched as they cowered in corners and begged the sun, the sky and the gods themselves to please save them.

Toppling a building and snapping its maw down, devouring any within it's reach, Talon took no prisoners. Two humans torn away from their child and murdered-- 

Bright blue eyes and pale blonde hair watched in silent horror before a scream...

The sky bleeds in colour, hues of red and yellow drowning out the soft blue. The moon curls over the sun and darkness softly washes over the land. A harsh flash of white cuts through the inky blackness and rising up to meet Talon with claws and teeth bore.

The moon passes and an owl passes over head, feathers pure white with hints of yellow washing at the tip-- Talon only gets a fleeting snap before a lion-like beast is at it's throat. The battle is almost too painful to look at, too bright but blood splatters the grounds regardless.

From the fray, the powerful beast retreats for the first time in it's life leaving battle worn and tired deities in it's wake. Fur and feathers stained in golden blood as they heave. Only seconds break taken before attention falls back to their people-- The burning buildings and destruction.

It is the sun who shrinks to a more humanly form first, who offers a kind and familiar smile to the village. Offers them calm, safe haven and sanctuary as the moon aids in pulling survivors from the wreckages.

They can no longer hide.  The battle has curled up on their doorstep and their guilt, to be faced.

So it is with a small village of dirty and trembling humans does the sun and moon appear. 

Never once had Overwatch been reunited and, again, today was not meant to be. The sun mourns the loss of the mountain harder than the moon, her chest aching deep to her bone but now is not the time to mourn nor hide-- 

Now is the time to act. 

 The bloodied four pieces of Overwatch with the old and new gods rallied at their side take the fight to Talon this time. The beast is wounded and Moira can only heal so fast--

This fight is bloodier, harder-- Everyone aches and the initial fire held is a dim ember in comparison.

 But they fight on. 

It is the moon who slays Talon in the end.  The moon with claw marks down his face, spitting blood and legs trembling who crushes the beast--

And Talon's fall is the fall of all.  Not even Moira holds strength enough to stand up against the number of gods against her.

It is the sun who exacts justice against Moira, banishing her to her birth place and binding her to the sea to never step foot on land again. Let her be locked in the waves, cursed to watch humanity thrive but never once touch it again.

The moon, the sandy desert wanderer and the heart of the mountain watch as Talon's form breaks apart, watches it fragment into four--

The infants born are their responsibility as Blackwatch was overwatch’s and they failed their son.

The choice to kill them is heavy on their minds, they should but this is redemption. This is a fresh start for all of them.

So the four are taken and split.  To be kept apart but alive.

The moon takes death, takes the reaper.  He will know of his creators sins but the moon hopes he will grow to be better. However, darkness is feared again because of death. The moon is a blessing of comfort but the inky blackness that clings to it gives chills--

War is taken by the desert wanderer.  There will be no better place for something of this magnitude to thrive than a place where there is nothing but bandits that seek a fight. He hopes he can instill honour into the creature, hope he does not fail the young chaotic deity like so many others had before him.

The heart of the mountain takes pestilence.  She is a joker, a trickster but she is family. She adapts into the family and is, arguably, the happiest of the four. She is a wanderer but always wanders home. There is no judgement found at the heart and her curse is not held against her here.

And lastly, the sun reluctantly takes famine.  And she returns to hiding. She remains at the coast to watch the witch of the sea, someone must keep vigil. The sea is stormy here, the waves brutally lap and wash at the shore in anger and Ana rarely sees the sun but never does she fail to smile. A family is raised. Famine, her own blood and herself--  Food is scarce at best from fishing here but the village is warm, welcoming. They thrive despite their struggles and Amelie, well. She grows well, she grows good but she is stolen too soon. The sea claims her a few years into a happy marriage, a well loved member of the village, a dancer. A daughter--

The world recovers, stronger but warier.  They are less quick to trust the gods and lesser quick to put faith in magic. They had all bled enough from those horrors. 

Some of the gods return back into hiding, others more openly in the light but one thing is certain, if Moira breaks free from the sea then Talon will return--

[aquariusshadow]

Live!Blogging HSMTMTS s2x7

So. I’m excited. Portwell impress me. Sorry this is out later than usual ehehe.

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Man episode 7 already? Damn

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STOP

YALL

PORTWELL MONTAGE

EXCUSE YOU

EXCUSE ME

STOP THAT WAS CUTE

THEYRE SO HAPPY IN THOSE PICS—

Thank you carlos for posting the song

‘ricky supportive’ Mhmmm

He’s not gonna freak out over the song?

Oh yea he’s not happy lmao

Ricky and ej having fun and laughing that’s cute too

Ahhhh yay costumes

I get stupidly giddy about things like that haha

We love happy kourt

“oh my god is your phone hungry? I don’t understand what I’m hearing” im sorry kourt but that was really funny

Eh yea

If theyre sending lily to spy (seriously what is the point of her character?)

Then honestly? Wouldn’t surprise me if they did actually steal

Ashlyn you are COMMITTED to this rendezvous

Hello new guy flirting with gina

Ej where you at

Someone’s hitting on gina

Hellooooooooo

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SI WASKDJFASJDLFHA;SLGSLFD;JKFG

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AASKJDFHALKSDHFLKASDJKHFLASDJAKLHFSDFHALSDFHAKSJDFAKLSDFAHSLDF

STOOOOOOOOOOOOP

I WAS KIDDING

OH MY GOD

I WAS KIDDING HOLY SHIT

Fake!couple trope for portwell

Lily stop ruining this cute portwell moment I swear

Yea nini do it!!! That’ll give you such good musical exposure

“why are you giving me ‘handsome eyes’?”

That’s a good line ahaha

Gina smiling at ej as soon as lily suggests a dance off

I love gina sticking up for Ashlyn like that “no one outbelle’s our belle”

Ok

Im sorry

But

The auto tune on miss jenn and zack’s voices

It’s a bit much ngl

So how many love interests does miss jenn have?

…..i am enjoying this duet tho haha

The chemistry here is pretty strong I feel

Im vibin

Oh good lord lily

I really wish ricky figured out the meaning of nini’s song on his own instead of lily pushing it on him

We love Ashlyn staying loyal to big red

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Foreign exchange student: im sorry if I say something rude, I’m not that good at the English language yet

Also foreign exchange student: your boyfriend is an idiot date me instead

Ok that’s a really pretty set design

RICKY

SIR

WHAT

Rini’s communication issues are biting them in the ass now

Ooooo I like this acoustic duet with ricky and the NH beast

Im really into this dance/song off

No thoughts only gina’s awesome dancing

Wait what

That’s over???

Damn I was hoping that lasted longer

Ricky sir

Mr sir

You really don’t know how to stick up and support your girlfriend do you

So zack took the mask

We really surprised?

Nah

Portwell co-anchors? As long as gina and ej are both happy im content

OMG

I HAD A THOUGHT

EARLY ON

I DIDN’T SAY IT

BUT I WAS THINKING

Lemme guess howie’s scuff

But I didn’t wanna believe it

Goooooooooood

I should’ve said it earlier

“I’m nina”

Yea rini’s dead

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No thoughts only happy Portwell.

Fr though, I’m so mad I didn’t say my suspicions about Howie at the beginning of this. Him and Kourt were pretty cute and I vibed well with them!

The song and dance off with North High was very good--I wish there was more too it honestly.

We love Hapina TM (Ginaxhappiness). I’m missing some serious Rickerapy content and....if Rini doesn’t break up the next episode then I’m officially an idiot I guess cuz that means I have absolutely no idea where this show is going lmao.

[secretsandwriting]

This is what won as well as responses to almost if not all the comments left.

After this I'll make the new one to go over some of the options you guys brought up to refine it.

Ok, so first here are the things that are done and will be in the next one.

Y/n will be a vigilante. (83.3% voted yes)

Enemies forced to work together (76.7% voted yes)

Enemies to lovers (76.7% voted yes)

Dating to stay undercover (53.3% voted yes, 23.3% voted its fake dating, thats always an option)

Fashion (76.7% voted Fashion)

People might die. (36.7% voted just not the batfam and co, 26.7% voted no please let everyone live, and 26.7% voted maybe as long as I don't like them)

Angst response is easier to show then to type out.

So now were on to the three questions where you could type your answers.

Things you don't want.

+ means there different requests I put together

Stalker ex boyfriends + SA and yanderes + Crazy ex + Allusion to s*xual *ssault + dark themes, r@pe, abuse, cheating + S**ic*de. It's a really bad trigger for me. If it ends up in play, trigger warning in advance.

First off, I don't really want to do any of these and I know I've done some of them before so I get why you're bringing it up. I'm actually trying to avoid them more now because its not the best for me to be writing them and all that.

As for the dark themes, its based off DC so I can't promise that not coming up as for trigger warnings, I'm not the best at them but I do try to put them before any part that has things in them so that's a given. But for the most part the only ones of these I see happening is the dark themes and those would mostly be the normal Gotham things.

Pet’s Dying, My pets dying lol

I mean, I figured out a way to help stop that so you don't have to worry about it.

Really gritty violence?

The nice thing about smau is that people don't normally post that type of thing on social media, escpecially if your trying to keep your identity secret. Also I don't like how I write things like that so I try to avoid it. There might be mentions of it happening but I doubt I'll ever go into too much detail on it.

SLOW BURN LIKE NO SIS I CAN'T HANDLE THAT

Well, since undercover dating won there won't be too much to slowburn.

If it is enemies to lovers, please don't make them too antagonistic

No this would be my favorite version of enemies to lovers. They may be enemies but they know that the other isn't actually that bad but they have pride so its really just petty in general.

IF YOU KILL THE MAIN CHARACTER AGAIN IM COMING FOR YOUR KNEECAPS

Jokes on you I took my own knee caps

jason being a whore

I love this but you don't want it which almost makes me sad but ok anon. I'll try not to make Jason a whore.

No kids: just everyone being young and living it up without being too idk domestic?

Ok, idk how to avoid making it too domestic but I'll try.

Anything you do want?

Having to live together. Cohabitation

Easy. I got you anon.

Titus and co as well as Jason bestie + bat cow 💕 + reader may be enemies with dick but reader and damien have a brother-sister bond

These three kinda go hand in hand and I like all of them.

Soulmate au? Secret dating?

Probably not soulmate au and secret dating would have to be a side relationship because Dick and Y/n would be fake dating. So I could do it, but I need another couple to do it with.

Stupidly cute fluff + happiness maybe + Some sweet domestic fluff is always nice :)

Already wanted all of these in it, so you three are thinking on the same wavelength as i am.

SASSY PET RACCOON LIVING HIS BEST LIFE , FAKE DATING where maybe ONE of the batfam still don't believe that they are dating and try everything to prove that they aren't which leads to Dick and reader to try absolutely anything to convince everyone

I love it. Thank you. However the pet raccoon isn't confirmed yet as there were a bunch of other options people put in so I'm going to have that one run again.

john mulaney quotes

THE FACT I NEVER THOUGHT OF THIS I TRULY SAD. THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME!! THIS WILL DEFINITELY HAPPEN

Flustered Dick, even if lowkey + Dick's ass

I'm combining these simply because together, they give me some great ideas.

y/n having literally EVERYONE wrapped around her finger (maybe one exception idk)

Ok, but really. This is a great idea. Everyone just loving her but one of them sitting in the corner like. "Idk man, something about her isn't right..." Proceeds to sip drink.

CAR CHASE CAR CHASE And maybe slowdancing in the rain

So these were sent in by the same person. I like both! I like both a lot. I just figured out how to do a car chase in smau so its all good!!!!

Soft, moonlit whispers as one of them bleeds deeply + Dicks reaction to love interest being hurt, badly. I always love that. + fluff, and angst (maybe reader getting injured really badly)

I might get in trouble for this, but I do like the ideas... A lot...

More action

I'll try! I've found it a little hard with smau and I'm not the best action writer but I do want to add more action so I'll try to figure out how to do more.

Anything else or is it all covered?

pls for gods sake, for my sake, for your sake, don't kill the pets

Ever since I got this, it was one of the first so its been a little while. I keep wondering if its a threat? But again, pets dying isn't planned. I should have enough to go for plot so that there is no need to kill pets.

A lil bit of CRACK just batfam crack in general oh and maybe BATCOW making an appearance

The only problem with batcow, is pinterest doesn't have many pictures of cows that look like they could be pets because there are rarely people with them so thats why batcow hasn't shown up. Since I have more time to plan this one, I'll look for more options and see if I can find any.

what if, and hear me out, we made it gay🌈? or, at least, masc fem reader?

No, simply because I'm not comfortable writing it as the main relationship/character. I've tried before and I didn't like it in the least and scrapped a week work. So If I tried I doubt I would finish it, if I did, it wouldn't be good because I would probably just give up part way through. So I can definitely do ships and all that that aren't the main but for some reason every time I've tried to do it as a main relationship, I hate it. Sorry!

it would be cool to have more poc or lgbtq rep

I'm actually planning for more poc to happen in the current one. I noticed lack of poc not long ago and confused myself as to why so there will definitely be more representation.

As for lgbtq, I'll try. I was planning on trying to have at least one ship or something because I haven't. But as long as its not the main relationship I can do it so that I'll at least post it.

kiss ily muah

I love you too! muah! I really needed this, thank you!

NO KIDS PLEASE AND THANK U

Ok, No kids and you're welcome.

If there is an instance of fashion, could they help each other get ready, and laugh and joke a lot?

You genius you! Of course I love it!

Nope everything’s perfect! love from yours truly fuzzycloudsz <33 + All covered + All good! + We good + That's all. I love your stuff. + its covered !!!@ cant wait!!! + All good

I'm glad I got everything then! Thank you guys! I'm glad you like my stuff and that your excited for the new one!

[lazyfox411]

Spiderman: Afraid of Water (ft. Irondad)

im back from the dead yall with a fic i promised @spiderling-the-meme​ a long time ago and never ended up finishing until now. 

Length: 1904 words (a short boi)

Prompt: i honestly dont even remember what the actual prompt was my dude i just know you asked for peter being afraid of water after his experience of being dumped in a lake by the vulture and tony accidentally triggering that fear while theyre on vacation with irondad and spiderson feels so….thats basically what this is lol

Peter used to enjoy long showers. A relaxing flow of warm water, clouds of steam, and the fresh scent of soaps and shampoos. It was all enjoyable. Key word being was.

               Now, stepping under that warm stream meant reliving. This water was warm, but not all water was warm. This water didn’t surround him like a dark wall of nothingness, but some water had. He could still breath under the shower water, didn’t sink into what seemed like an endless abyss, but that wasn’t true for all water.

               Being in the water meant reliving. Reliving the night he’d been dumped in a lake and left to die, the glow of the Vulture’s eyes still refracting through the ripples. He hadn’t given it a second thought at first, but then he’d notice hid heart rate going up, the hairs on his arms raising, his breath getting short. He’d pinned it on the spidey-senses, some sort of danger near by, only he couldn’t seem to find anything wrong. It only dawned on him when he looked at all the places it reoccurred: the beach, the rain, the shower. He was afraid of the water.

               So now, Peter took shorter showers. Just to get clean, not to relax. When Aunt May offered to take him to the beach, or the pool, he politely passed. He didn’t go out in the rain unless he had to, and never without an umbrella. And no one questioned it.

               Today there were no clouds looming over the city, so Peter decide he would be safe without an umbrella. If anything, it would be snowing today; with winter temperatures blowing in earlier than usual.

               Peter stared out the window whenever he could at school that day, not to watch the weather, but rather to avoid watching the whiteboard at the front of the class. School seemed so boring now that he was Spiderman, but he had promised Aunt May and Mr. Stark that grades would come first. He might have had his fingers crossed when the subject of precalculus came up.

               “Mr. Parker,” droned the precal teacher, Mrs. Traff, a middle-aged woman with wrinkled hands and massive red glasses, “since you’re not paying attention, I can only assume you already know the material?” Her voice didn’t waver, but her sharp eyes pierced through him.

               “Absolutely,” Peter lied, hoping his voice didn’t squeak.

               “Then perhaps you’d like to provide an answer for question number two?”

               Peter nodded, slowly, as if buying time would help him in the slightest. He saw Ned waving at him from the corner of his eye, mouthing something that looked like ‘five’.

               “Five,” he answered.

               A collective wave of muffled laughter passed over the other students. Peter’s face heated.

               “Five?” Mrs. Traff repeated incredulously. “Mr. Parker, you are telling me that you believe there are currently five states in our country?”

               No one bothered to hide their laughs this time. Where just a moment ago he was beet red, Peter knew now he looked like a sheet. He looked around the room, only really seeing it now. “This…this isn’t precalculus,” he said stupidly. He was in a history room. Mrs. Traff was his history teacher. Ned was trying to say ‘fifty’.

               Fridays usually carried good vibes, but the day did not get any better after that. Between taunts of ‘Penis Parker’, Ned accidentally blurting that Peter still had a nightlight in his room (really though, Peter had to wonder, what was so wrong with that?), and a freezing cold walk home, Peter was downright miserable upon returning home.

               “What’s the matter, Spider-man?” May ruffled his hair.

               Peter liked when she called him that. When it came from May, it wasn’t a superhero name. It was just a nickname, like squirt or sport, holding only love and affection, and not the weight of the fate of the city. May was supporting him. After laying some ground rules—a lot of ground rules—and a lot of yelling at Mr. Stark, May was supporting him as Spider-man.

               “I’m okay, Aunt May,” Peter said.

               May tsked and smoothed his hair back down. “I know what’ll cheer you up.”

               Peter raised an eyebrow.

               “Tony Stark called today, asking for you.”

               “Me?” Peter asked, like she would be referring to anyone else. “Like, me, as in Peter Parker? Personally?”

               “Yup,” May said, popping the ‘p’.

               “What did he want?”

               “He asked if you’d like to accompany him to an expo this weekend. In Miami.”

               Peter’s eyes widened to saucers. From what he’d seen in the media, Mr. Stark’s expos were nothing short of amazing. A whole variety of guests, from college students sporting backpacks and sweaters to millionaires in extravagant suits sipping fancy drinks, a big inspirational speech from Mr. Stark, and all the newest ground-breaking technology that SI was funding.

               “I can go?” Peter asked.

               May pretended to think about it. “I suppose. If you promise to be good. No taking on supervillains. Or staying up past bedtime.”

               Peter was already bounding to his room to start packing. “I’ll be good, Aunt May, promise! I’ll be so good! The best!”

               May chuckled. “You already are, Spider-man.”

A sleek black car pulled up outside Peter’s apartment early the next morning. He couldn’t see through the tinted windows, but there was no doubt in his mind that this was one of Mr. Stark’s cars.

               A quick goodbye to May later, Peter was getting in the car. Part of him had been expecting Happy to jump out and open the door for him, but the window rolled down and over the purr of the engine and blaring AC/DC came Mr. Stark’s voice from the driver’s seat, “Come on, kid, we can’t afford to be late.”

               “Happy isn’t taking us?” Peter asked. He’d never admit it, and he knew Happy wouldn’t either, but he was pretty sure they were actually getting along really well.

               Tony smiled, a different kind of smile, like he wasn’t quite sure of himself. “I figured we could go it just the two of us,” he said. “If that’s okay.”

               “Yeah,” Peter grinned. “That’s cool.”

               It was really cool. Mr. Stark had sort of become like a father to Peter. A rich, famous, awkward, bad-at-feelings, superhero father, but a father nonetheless. And if Tony wanted to spend time with Peter? Maybe Peter had become like a son.

               The thought made him glow.

               They talked about Peter’s school, and Miami, and how great it would be to escape the ever-dropping temperatures, and listened to music too loud and bought ice cream and got a parking ticket (“I’m so sorry Mr. Stark I’ll pay for it I swear!” “Kid. Seriously?”), and while it wasn’t a regular road trip, Peter didn’t think he’d ever had a better one.

               Tony handed the car over to the hotel valet and their luggage to the bellhop. Peter had never been in a fancy hotel before. He wondered if they were all like this, or if he was just getting special treatment because he was with Tony Stark. Either way, it was pretty cool.

               “Expo isn’t until tomorrow,” Tony explained while Peter gawked at the luxurious sweet they would be staying in, “so tonight’s for doing whatever you want, kiddo. I mean…Pete. Peter.”

               “Cool,” Peter said absentmindedly. He didn’t notice Tony’s little slip; he was too enraptured with exploring the bathroom he was pretty sure was bigger than his entire apartment. “I mean, uh, yeah,” he cleared his throat, “cool.”

               “I think there’s an arcade downstairs,” Tony suggests. “Or we could go find the pool.”

               Peter has remembered to pick his jaw up off the floor now, but is still staring, wide-eyed, at the art pieces that adorn the walls of the hotel room, and not really hearing a thing that’s being said.

               “That sounds good,” Peter says, still distracted.

               He only realizes what he’s agreed to once he’s standing on the small tiles of the pool’s edge, clad in a pair of swim trunks May must have packed in his bag, and being suffocated by the strong scent of chlorine.

               They’re the only people here, and Tony has already dived into the water, and he looks very happy, instead of being terrified and looking for the nearest exit like one other particular person in the room.

               “Come on, Pete!” he calls. “The water is nice!”

               Peter’s throat tightens. “Um, I- uh,” he stammers, trying to think up some sort of excuse, but Mr. Stark is waiting for him, eyes twinkling and water dripping from his dark hair, and Peter doesn’t want to disappoint him so he makes his way forward on shaking legs.

               He crouches by the very edge of the pool, despite the thousand alarms going off in his head, and Tony swims over to him.

               “Come on,” Tony says again, reaching out for Peter’s arm. Peter freezes when water droplets make contact with his bare skin.

               Tony, still smiling, unaware of how close to hyperventilating Peter is, takes a gentle hold of his arm, and tugs. It’s meant to be gentle, an attempt to coax him, and it is, really, except that Peter isn’t very focused right now and it’s enough to send him over the ledge into the water.

               The temperature is uneven, a swirl of cold and warm, separate, but still mixed, and the water is wet and it’s everywhere and it’s heavy, why is does it feel heavy, and why is there no air, why can’t he breathe, he’s thrashing, sinking, why won’t his body swim, the breath leaves him in a stream of bubbles, where’s the air, he can’t breathe—

               A strong pair of hands pulls him back up to the surface.

               “Mr. Stark,” Peter manages between coughing up water and sucking in air, “I’m sorry, I—”

               “It’s okay,” Tony says, and in true Tony Stark fashion starts rambling, “it’s okay, Pete, just breathe. I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry, I shouldn’t have pulled you into the water like that, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you couldn’t swim—”

               “No,” Peter interrupts, “it’s not that. It’s not that, it’s…ever since that one time, with the Vulture, he dropped me into that lake, and I thought I was gonna die, Mr. Stark, and I would have if you didn’t come and save me, and ever since then, the water just…scares me.”

               And just like that, Tony is scooping him up like he’s a little kid, and carrying him out of the pool room. He gives Peter a towel to dry off, and looks at him, with his hands on Peter’s shoulders.

               “How come you never told me?” Tony asks.

               Peter can breathe better now that he’s away from the water, and he is silently glad Tony knew what he needed to make him feel better. He’s not glad about the guilty look that paint’s Mr. Stark’s face, Mr. Stark isn’t—Tony isn’t supposed to like that.

               Peter shrugs. “It’s not your fault, Mr. Stark. I guess it just never really came up.”

               “Will you tell me next time? If there’s ever something bothering you, I want to help.”

               A nod.

               “Well,” Tony says, straightening and moving to stand, “that’s certainly enough swimming for tonight. Or forever. What do you say we go back up to the room and watch a movie instead? I think we can probably pay-per-view Star Wars or something.”

               “That sounds great,” Peter grins. He means it this time.

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45 Questions

1. What would you consider your favorite holiday? Why is this? christmas! I love the excitement of the lead up to it and I love Christmas Day with the family. also love that for that day almost every shop & business is shut for the day, theres just a nice atmosphere

2. When did you last fight with your significant other? Single gal here. I feel like I always will be. <same gurl

3. Do you do any special workouts to stay in shape? performing in stage shows. with the rehearsal/performance schedule you just dont get time to eat and also its usually quite physical stuff. the last show I did I actually lost 2 stone over the 2 months of rehearsals and show run!

4. If you’re a girl, do you have big hips? Too big? bigger than id like them to be but not too big tbh

5. Do people tend to call you by any certain nicknames? normally al. grandad calls be Ali bong. my sis calls me bongy or bonga. my best friend calls me Chinese 

6. When was the last time you had alcohol? What kind? last night, couple gin and rose lemonades with my sis

7. When was the last time you talked to your father? literally like 2 seconds ago he’s sat the other side of the room to me right now

8. What are the last four numbers of your phone number? I know the last three are 225 but I cant remember what comes before that, I think its 4 🤷🏻‍♀️ my number is very similar to my moms so I get them mixed up all the time 

9. Is there anything / one you’re losing faith in right now? myself, but then again I never really had faith in myself 

10. When is the next time you’ll eat chocolate candy? probably tomorrow

11. Is there a day you’d just like to forget? Which one? the fact that I cant think of any right now means I have already forgotten 

12. Are you someone who takes too many surveys? well I have a side blog dedicated to them so ya

13. Girls, do you think you look good in dresses or not? no

14. Do you have a whiteboard in your room to remind you of things? no I just have post it notes and notepads everywhere so I can write stuff down quick when they pop in my head 

15. When was the last time you used a Kleenex? Why? this morning, because I had to blow my nose

16. Do you prefer surveys with long or short questions? I like the questions that provoke long answers

17. Have you ever taken a pottery class before? no but I really want to!! 

18. Do your parents treat you like you’re still a child? sometimes yeah, but tbh its usually when I need to be treated like a child

19.Who is your significant other and how did you meet? non existent 

20. Do you talk to people out of the blue? not if I can avoid it

21. What was the last nightmare you had about? Anything odd? I dreamt I was at church and it was full of balloons and the kids knew im scared of balloons so they were running around me and throwing them at me. I know that doesnt sound like a nightmare but it still woke me up in a panic 🙈😂

22. Is your life basically based on deja vu? Or, not so much? yeah kinda, feels like it a lot 

23. When was the last time someone dumped you? never

24. Can you recall your eighth birthday? What was the cake? are you joking?! I cant recall the cake I had for my last birthday 

25. Do you feel like you’re losing someone close right now?  no

26. What color are the buttons on your remote? black

27. What is the one stereotype people label you as most? I think people think im rude or stuck up but actually im just stupidly shy 

28. Can you count how many lovers you’ve had on one hand? none

29. Do you like dark chocolate or white more? What about milk chocolate? milk is favourite, then dark then white 

30. Who makes you the most angry in your life right now? the UK government and the people complaining that they want a second referendum 

31. How many times have you seen Star Wars? Be honest. never

32. Can people normally tell your mood, by your facial expression? if they know me well then yes

33. What was the last number you pushed on your phone? I dont remember 

34. Do you like flowers? What’s your favorite kind? sunflowers

35. How many grades have you failed in your life? ive only ever failed one exam which caused me to fail the whole class because lifes not fail deal with it 

36. Do you own a car? What car is it? I do. its an orange smart forfour, the old shape not the new shit shape that looks like any other boring car 

37. What is your favorite show to watch on television? currently obsessed with Umbrella Academy

38. What are the initials of your last ex? havent got an ex

39. Are you someone who can easily keep a secret? yes

40. Do you understand algebra, or have you ever? nope nope nope 

41. Do you or have you ever had a problem with going barefoot? yeah I dont like it, I need at least socks on. I hate walking barefoot on grass or sand and I refuse to go in the sea without shoes because I got stung by a weaver fish when I was a kid

42. What is one thing that tends to freak you out? human interaction

43. Have you been swimming so far this year? How much? I have not 

44. Do you ever think you’re being cheated on? im single

45. When was the last time you painted something? a few weeks ago I was painting tiny dollhouse furniture 

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do all of them you mother fucker

not Once but Twice u have done this to m 

Star Platinum – Your thoughts on the stars? i always did like then when i was younger but now they just make me think of jojo so now i especially like them 

Magician’s Red – Do you know any magic tricks? no but im gonna say what u said and i can bend my fingers waay way farther than most people

Hermit Purple – Show a photo of yourself! I HAVENT taken a selfie in forever i’ll do one later 

Silver Chariot (Requiem) – How much sleep do you need on average? i would love a good 10+ but i only get that much on saturday now boo but on average its like 6-7 

The Fool – Tell us a joke! Is your refrigerator running? Because i’m gonna suck your dick

The World -  A place you want to visit? canada like you would not believe 

Crazy Diamond – What do you treasure the most? hmmmmmmm my friendships with my friends 

The Hand – Do you like your hands? nnnot particularly bc i spent a good portion of my life and still do sometimes where i bit my nails til they bleed so they dont look as nice as i’d like them to be when they grow out 

Echoes – Your favourite sound? The world’s time stop sound, but not jotaro’s version, dio’s specifically

Heaven’s Door – Share a secret! my parents’ divorce has made me scared for the future of my own relationships to the point where i can see myself not ever wanting to be in a relationship ever again bc it would be easier than my partner getting tired of me or hating me. on top of the fact that i’m almost exactly like my father and my mom’s ex fiance in every single emotional department which is what caused their divorce/breakup respectively in the first place and that leads me to believe that in the long run i am Romantically  Unlovable 

Killer Queen – How would you like to die? preferably quick and painless 

Bad Company – What kind of character trades do you dislike? any character that is like ‘waahh wah no one understands me bc i enjoy [’highly advanced’ niche series/book/etc] and they all read [popular series/book/etc] like whatever the fuck his name was in aku no hana, it got so obnoxious i had to drop it lmao 

Red Hot Chili Pepper – Can you handle spicy food? cat’s out of the bag guys im actually a Fake Mexican bc i only like mild stuff and hot chips 

The Lock – Anything you feel guilty about right now? ya but thats for another day 

Love Deluxe – Are you secretly in love with someone right now? its absolutely no secret that i am in love with jonathan joestar 

Pearl Jam – Your signature dish? i can make some mean ass rice apparently 

Achtung Baby – Do you want kids? nnnope no thanks never ever i have my cat and thats enough for me 

Harvest – Do you pick up coins in from the street? no bc u dont know where thats been and money is super dirty already 

Cinderella – Which part of your body do you like the most? dang, i guess my thighs? but lately i’ve been a lot easier on myself abt my stomach and how soft it is 

Atom Heart Father – How is your relationship with your father? pretty good bc we’re really alike in temperament too but sometimes it gets pretty awkward bc he can never see me as anything but his little baby daughter who Never Grows Up

Enigma – What is puzzling you currently? when is davidpro gonna drop the part 5 teaser 

Earth Wind and Fire – What’s the best classical element? i personally have always liked fire 

Stray Cat – Cats or dogs? i love both but man im more suited for cats 

Gold Experience – A precious experience you have not shared with your followers? oh man over this summer my dad his gf and me and my sis when on a trip to her dad’s place in this really small town that was like 3 hours away from our city and it was so nice and quiet and peaceful and i felt so clean and happy there, we were only there for a couple days but ever since i’ve really been wanting to go back

Sticky Fingers – Zippers or buttons? zippers are so much faster but they get caught sometimes so Really, pros and cons of each 

Moody Blues – A song that makes you sad? OOO man i was gonna say epitaph bc Of Course but as i was writing this down melancholy man by moody blues came up on this playlist and now im thinkin abt abba and crying 

Sex Pistols – Have you ever shot a gun or riffle? no im tiny and a weenie and i would probably die from the recoil

Aerosmith – Are you afraid of flights? ive never been on one but i am scared of heights so i cant imagine thats any better 

Purple Haze – What makes you really angry? it used to be not being listened to but now i just let it happen bc Why bother but now its more whenever my mom makes a big deal out of simple mistakes of waiters/waitresses or when shes being obviously racist 

Spice Girl – Your favourite spice? idk what its called but theres this one i like to put on fruit before i eat it to make it Spicy 

King Crimson – Is it possible to predict the future? man idk my mom says yea but who knows 

Black Sabbath – How easily do you trust people? like stupidly easy 

Man in the Mirror – Do you like looking into the mirror? nope lol im ugl. ALSO bc i have a bigger than average fear of reflective stuff in general bc what if i see somethign behind me u kno,,,, 

Beach Boy – Have you ever been fishing? nope! the one time my dad went that i knew abt i was in mexico 

The Grateful Dead – What do you want to be remembered for? honestly, anything else that being the ‘way too nice one’ or the doormat 

White Album – Your favourite CD? aaaaa i dont have one i dont really listen to albums 

Talking Head – Are you a good liar? i guess ? i can keep a pretty straight face but its harder to lie to someone i actually know really well bc they can probably tell what my tics are 

Baby Face – Your thought on babies? theyre cute but i would greatly prefer to never have any 

Metallica – Do you like listening to metal? yea

Green Day – Ideal way to spend a day off? sleep, Sleep, stream with friends and lay in bed

Oasis – Best place for a holiday? hhhhh anyplace that relaxes u tbh 

Stone Free – Are you a indoor or outdoor person? i n d o o r i dont like bugs 

Kiss – Who would you like to kiss or get a kiss from? jonathan joest

Burning Down the House – Ever destroyed something and then regretted it? nah, once again im a weenie and im too worried abt consequences to ever do smth like that

Foo Fighters – Your favourite drink? god damn i fucking love raspberry iced tea 

Diverdown – Your thoughts on diving? the ocean fills me with the fear of god. no thanks 

C-Moon – What would you do for your friend’s sake? put myself in bodly harm 

MadeinHeaven – What do you believe happens after you died? nothing tbh you just end up in a grave or urn or wherever u wanted to be put 

Weather Report – Your favourite weather? man i looove love stormy weather 

Whitesnake – Your thoughts on snakes/reptiles? i love them theyre all gorgeous and beautiful

Tusk – Tea or coffee? coffee

Ball Breaker – Your favourite ball game? to play? its basket ball but to watch baseball 

Oh! Lonesome Me – Do you feel lonely right now? no not right now but im sure it’ll happen soon 

Scary Monsters – Your favourite dinosaur? i love velociraptors and also triceratops !!

Cream Starter – Do you usually wear make up? nope and if i do its only ever lipstick

Catch the Rainbow – Your favourite colour in the rainbow? blue and green!! 

Ticket to Ride – What was the last ticket you bought for? i didnt buy it but the last one i had was for the rogue one like. 2 weeks ago

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap – Do you believe in the multiverse? i dont think abt it too often but sure

In a Silent Way – Do you enjoy complete silence? yes!! besides some music, i cant concentrate otherwise 

Soft & Wet – Shower or bath? shower bc its easier but i havent taken a bath in forever 

Paisley Park – How good are you with reading maps/directions? Terrible God Awful

Nut King Call – How good are you at assembling/constructing things like Ikea furniture? hmm it depends if i have the manual for it and if i have time to really think on it and im not in a rush or anything

Paper Moon King – Can you do any origami? nope 

King Nothing – Your favourite smell? i really like the smell of cinnamon 

BornThisWay – A strange habit you have? i crack my fingers all the damn time and i like to take off the little plastic circle off of soda bottles and chew on it 

Les Feulies – Your favourite plant? oh damn hmm i like lavenders 

Fun Fun Fun – Something you really enjoy doing? man. i could watch jojo a million times over and i’d never get bored of it 

California King Bed – What size is your bed? currently i sleep in a queen size bc my mom and sis and i share a bed bc we only had one room in our old apartment but now that we moved im sure i’ll be kicked off into a twin soon enough 

JESUS christ ok its almost midnight i hope ur happy you mother fuckre