#No fusion dares to get close

[tinydefector]

Hello! How are you? This is my first time requesting so I hope this is okay, but can I request a shorter scenario g1 Optimus, Ratchet, Jazz and Ironhide with a human s/o lives for chaos? They would point at Megatron and say ‘bitch’ just for the reaction. 🩵

Cursing Megatron out

Ps I'm sleep deprived af it's 12am right now and just finished this so enjoy.

Word count: 2.3k

Warning: description of fighting, swearing

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Optimus Prime

They yell loudly as Megatron goes to grab them, they smash him in the face with a tire iron as he is then tackled by Optimus. The Decepticon leader had ruined their date night. They flip him off as Optimus throws Megatron across the ground, his servo wraps around them quickly pulling them closer as they scramble up onto his shoulder. "Eat shit and die Fuck face!" They yell at Megatron. 

Optimus clutched their small form protectively against his plating, battling protocols roaring. Had circumstances been different, the Prime would have roared in fury at your fierce defence against the tyrant but he was dealing with trying to keep them safe. 

Megatron howled, clutching a fist to his dented face as energon streamed between digits. His optics blazed murder, craving nothing more than to snuff the fluttering spark of Optimus' and the human he held so closely. 

"You've made a grave error this day, little beast. No corpse shall hide you from my wrath!" Megatron bellowed, brandishing his fusion cannon as if to raze the very earth. His field screamed promised agony that sent lesser mechs scampering for shelter.

Optimus vented his battle mask into place, tucking them securely against the safety of his backstrut. weapons primed and wrathful fields promising eons of hurt against any who dared to touch his Human.    

"You shall not harm them, Megatron. Leave. now. while your spark yet functions," Optimus warned in a voice low and in a heavy growl that sounded feral and unlike the Prime.

"Maybe you should get Shockwave to give you a facial reconciliation!, oh wait I did it already!" They sneer back from Optimus' shoulder at Megatron. Their teeth are bared at him as they snarl. If anyone else had seen the human they would have thought they were an animal.

Optimus suppressed an amused sigh at their show of fangs, so small yet fearless against the monster terrorising his people for millennia.  Megatron bellowed in foaming rage, lunging toward where they perched upon Optimus's armoured pauldron. "Insolent pest! I shall grind your bones to powder and force-feed them to - aggh!"

A well-placed shot from Optimus's ion blaster struck the warlord, toppling the tyrant shrieking to the dirt. "Last warning, Megatron. Leave. or face me," Optimus rumbled, field pulsing protectiveness intertwined with fierce Protection.  

With a snarl Megatron takes off. Once both Optimus and his human lover settle from the adrenaline and battle protocols. Optimus cradled their small form within his battle-worn servo, venting slow ex-vapor to purge lingering fumes. His optics dimly regarded their fragile body. 

"That was a foolish act of bravery, little one," Optimus rumbled gently, digit carefully brushing across their  forehead and down their cheek admiring their eyes alight with fire. His spark swelled at the determination.  

"Sorry, I..  I got caught up in the moment, he missed me off ruining date night" they huff out while pressing their face into his neck cabling. Their body shakes from the adrenaline. "I hit Megatron with a tire iron" they whisper as it slowly registers in their own brain.

Optimus vented a soft huff of static, equal parts worry and weary amusement filling his field at their admission. "A valiant act indeed, though foolhardy against one as powerful as he," rumbled Optimus, vocals warm with approval despite the danger of the situation. His optics flicker in fondness. “Please do not do that again” 

Ratchet 

 Megatron let's out a horrific scream as he gets electrocuted. He hadn't noticed the humans who had shoved the taser between the plates of his armour. "Get Tazered Bitch, not so fucking tough now huh?" They shout at the downed Decepticon only to be scooped up by Ratchet. Ratchet swept them into his servo with a staticky huff, deftly dodging the warlord's flailing blows as voltage shocks wracked Megatron's colossal frame. His field buzzed approval at their fearless defence of him. 

"Reckless sparkling! You'll deactivate my rusting struts with stunts like that," Ratchet grumbled, though optics shone bright relief beneath grizzled plating. Megatron howled upon the earth, shaking off aftershocks that would crush the stoutest Autobot, madness glinting a terrifying helm snapped halfway 'twixt beast and machine.

Ratchet backed swiftly from flailing reach, hoisting their small form beyond harm's sight. Ratchet takes off transforming around them before he begins scolding the for how stupid they were, how dangerous it was. And the fact Megatron would personally hunt them now.

"Have you any idea how foolish that stunt was?!" Ratchet's engine revved indignantly even as he sped across the scarred earth, his cabin vibrating with barely-suppressed wrath and equal measure relief. 

His sensors remained fixed upon the precious organic cargo nestled within his altforms cab, monitoring vital readings  "Do you want a personal vendetta from Megatron? Because that's how you get a personal vendetta, you glitched little slagger!" Medical scans analysed each minute shift of breath. 

"Reckless, Just...do not scare me so, small one," Ratchet rumbled quietly, worried and care etched in every bolt and wire. 

"He had it coming Ratchet, plus that Amazon taser is getting a 10/10. 'WORKS GREAT, I Tazed a large alien warlord and he screamed like a bitch, will in fact work on creeps on the street' " they laugh while they look in the revision mirror to make sure they aren't being followed by said Decepticon.

Despite himself, Ratchet's engine sputtered an amused huff at their tone - so fearless in the face of giants who had destroyed armies. "Oh I've no doubt - the reviews certainly won't lack colour!" Ratchet agreed wryly, subtly activating scanners to sweep their escape route while watchful optics remained pinned to their reflection. 

His vents sighed relief upon confirming no stalking signatures upon their trail, enemy or otherwise. Swinging wide the Ark's bunker doors, Ratchet transformed with care not to jostle his delicate cargo. Blue optics peered down aglow with a glare "Come now, troublemaker. No more outings for the next month for you while the oaf licks his wounds." His states while guiding them to the medbay. 

“no fair Ratchet!” 

Jazz

They cling onto Jazz as the bot hides behind a boulder, multiple autobots had been out when the Decepticons had attacked. They are held tightly by Jazz as he debates the best possible to get them out of there unscaved.

Jazz vented softly, hugging their form protectively against his plating as pedefalls rumbled outside their scant cover. 

"Ain't nothin' t'fear, li'l light. Ol' Jazz'll getcha outta here one piece, ya feel me?" he murmured soothing static against their ear, subtly scanning surroundings through plating. An opening presented itself, if he could provide distraction just long enough...

Pressing a swift kiss to their forehead, Jazz.” Go, sweetspark! Ain't got but a klik - I'm right behind ya!" Jazz called desperately over the roar of weapons, swerving and banking with abandon to keep pursuers engaged but alive. 

 "Hey ol' buckets 'a bolts! Over here!" With that, he peeled from cover in a burst of speed, transforming mid-leap to present the biggest possible target, tailfins flared wide. Weapon systems engaged, greeting the three pursuing seekers with enthusiastically snarky exclamations as he led them on a merry chase. His sole purpose in those seconds - buy precious time, before sharply veering back toward cover with afterburners blazing. 

They do take off running but stop as they see Megatron advancing towards Jazz. They aren't far from either bot and in a split moment of bravery or stupidity their shoe is off and being flung right at Megatron's helm. "Your shit ass piece of Junk you lay a fucking hand on my boyfriend and I'll rip you apart with a fucking Magnet and plyers, don't you fucking test me you dipper wearing, goofy as looking supervillan wannabe!" They shout. It make the whole battlefield go almost dead silent. " Yea you fucking hear my bucket head, ill make you wish you were rusting!" They shout again. 

Jazz's optics widened in horror behind his visor, witnessing your defiant act through static-laced vision. Fear gripped his struts like freezing polyhexian tundra. 

Megatron's helm barely shifted from the impact, regarding their small form with optics glinting cruel amusement. His cannon charged with purpose to squash resistance as pointless and fleeting as an organic.

"Foolish creature. Your lives mean less than insects" Megatron sneered, taking ponderous steps their way that may as well have been a funeral march. The field around him broadcast murderous intentions that sent even the seasoned warriors around bolting for cover. 

Jazz would not be denied. With a grief-stricken keen that curdled energon in lines, he flung himself between you and that doom-wielding arm aiming to end what meaning he had left. His field pulsed frenzied protectiveness tangled with pleas no words could voice. 

"Ya want 'em, Megs, you'll hafta go through me first! An' I been dancin' this dance a long time..." Jazz spat static. Jazz was quick to get them out of there grabbing them and taking off. It isn't until they were back at the Ark did he finally transform, arms wrapped around them as he gives the a peace of his mind.

Jazz clutched their body against his chest plates long after abandoning the battle site, fleeing farther than ever felt safe from those sworn to end all he had left. His engine roared wildly, fuel pump pounding faster than any sabotage mission's duration against the relief of delivering them from harm. 

Only within the Ark's fortified bunker did his struts unlock enough to collapse wearily to the floor, holding them close as grateful cries and static escaped in equal measure. "Don't you ever fraggin' do that ta me again, ya hear?" Jazz gasped brokenly at last, cupping their face desperately within his quaking palm. His visor glimmered tears unshed, relief and terror warning in equal measure. 

"Can't lose ya...yer all Ah got left in this mess. Please, li'l light...don' scare me like that." Raw emotion clogged his vocalizer to near uselessness, pressing reverent kisses between choked intakes. 

"He was going right for you baby!, I'm not letting the 3 tonne prick hurt you, so what I lost a shoe next time it will be a hydro flask of salt water and I hope it dents his helm" they state as they grab his face plate returning his kisses with fevor.

Jazz huffed a static-tinged laugh at their fierce declaration, so brave yet trembling in his gentle grasp. His cooling fans cycled accelerated drafts, systems still buzzing from terrors faced alone to shield them from doom's sightless gaze. 

"Frag if ya ain't the bravest thing this side'a Cybertron," Jazz rumbled. He pressed his faceplate into their shoulder holding them tightly, not willing to let go yet. Curling them protectively against the humming mass of his spark, Jazz vented shaky ex-vents. "Mah brave, beautiful li'l light...keep shinin' that fire, sweetspark." Jazz whispered raggedly into their shoulder. 

Ironhide 

 Ironhide shoots at Megatron. His human companion latched to his back as he uses his body as a shield so the war lord couldn't get them. But they were making it rather hard as they tried antagonising Megatron. 

"Damn did they build you like a shit box on Cybertron or did you pick this form yourself!" They shout out. 

Ironhide careened across the scarred terrain, engine roaring as his heavy cannons unloaded volley after volley into the Con warlord's encroaching chassis. Megatron's howls shook the earth, armour blistering under Ironhide's righteous fury for daring to threaten his human lashed securely to broad backstruts.

"That's it, slaggertits, dance for me!" Ironhide bellowed back at Megatron. 

Megatron lunged forward through a hailstorm of plasma, cannons charging in a frenzy to end lives denying his rule. But Ironhide spun on a dime, releasing another blast to cave in an optical relay before transforming ram-tight around you both. 

His engine pounded like the Pit below, field alive with devotion harsh as his bearing yet gentle as newborn sparks flickering against red-and-blue armorweave. When Megatron gets too close they lob a can of WD-40 At him which Ironhide shoots cause it to explode in his face. "Get sunbeam shitlips!" They yell in delight as Ironhide takes off with them trying to get to safety.

"That's enough outta you, squishy," Ironhide rumbled, yet his cannons sang in harmony with your unbound spirit. His mission remained unchanged - shield the light of life, defying all forces that sought to smother its radiance. Ironhide's cannon fire consumed the volatile projectile in a brilliant fireball, engulfing Megatron in inferno. As they take off leaving Megatron in a fireball of energon and wounds. 

"Right in the visual output, squishy!. Primus, I think I'm in love," Ironhide roared instatically, tires biting earth as he tore across the ravaged wastes well beyond enemy sensors. His spark soared like the smelting winds of Vos. Ironhide's engine purred a low rumble as his struts unwound, tension leaching from armour plating now safe. His field pulsed weariness, yet underlying it swirled pride and fierce gratitude for your indomitable spirit so small, yet burned brighter than any star.

"Can't say I approve of y'all's antics out there, squishy. But Primus if you didn't frag up that rustbucket good," Ironhide chuckled, copper-sheened plating creaking in amusement. Never had he witnessed such fearless bravery, nor met a soul so worthy of the praise.

"He had it coming, Ironhide!You're not going to tell prime are you?" They had just faced down Megatron and cursed him out yet they were worried over being ratted out. Ironhide's engine grumbled a tired huff, his massive frame unwinding into a sprawl across the barren earth. He transforms lifting them up into his arms

"I'd be a fool to deny you put the fear of Primus in that rustbucket," Ironhide chuckled. "But Prime's got enough weighin' his wires. Don't need him fryin' more circuits over our antics." A digit gently booped their nose, gaze softening. "Your spark burns brighter than all the Well's glory. Ain't no mech takin' that from you - least of all one as glitching as Megs."

"Our secret?" They asked looking up at him.

"Our secret, squishy.” Ironhide replied, massive frame creaking gently as massive fingers curled to cradle them against his chassis.

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[sekiid0]

Zohakuten x FEM! Reader

Please, read the Warnings first..

Warnings: fem!Human reader, reader is Zohakuten's lover, Angst to fluff, Dom Zohakuten, Jealousy, bites to the bone, blood.

Please, if you Consider Zohakuten as a child, leave and don't read, don't comment inofensive and mean comments, please.

"Zohakuten?..Please..I already told you I'm sorry.." I said touching Zohakuten's shoulder, instead he hit my hand, and removed it from his shoulder

"Tsk, do you think I care about your stupid forgiveness, human? Go away, I don't want you and I don't want to see you." Zohakuten now looks at you with hate, but what happened to him to talk to you so badly?

His Lord, or rather, Muzan Kibutsuji, sent him on a mission, of course not him,Hantengu, but the clones had some complications with the Demon Slayers, and ended up creating Zohakuten.

On the other hand, you always wanted to see how your boyfriend fight, but you didn't always see zohakuten, since you've spent months without seeing him because the clones didn't fusion, In other words, you were like a friend to the clones, a 'friend' on the other hand they considered you their girlfriend since they were part of zohakuten, but that didn't mean that they would always be by your side, since they didn't have time to be with you or fusion into Zohakuten just for you to see him, that sounded to them a bit... stupid, but that didn't mean they didn't love you, in their ways of course.

And since you missed zohakuten, you wanted to see him fight or at least see him since you hadn't seen him in a long time, and after months, you finally found him casually fighting and you hid behind a tree admiring your boyfriend, you never saw him fight, because Zohakuten didn't want his lord to bother with him just because you distracted him in his fights.

You hoped that everything would go well, and that zohakuten would kill those Demon Slayers so that later you could go and throw yourself into his arms, to be able to kiss him, hug him and many more things...

But you didn't expect that the Demon Slayers would notice you.. Less that they would get close to you.

"Hey!! You, get out of here before you hurt yourself!" said one of the boys who looked like a kinoe rank ran to you, and pulled you out of hiding behind the tree.

"I-I.." You said while getting nervous and afraid that zohakuten will notice you.. But luck was not on your side today.

"Miss, I ask you to please get out of here!" said the boy grabbing your elbow as he pulled you towards him

Zohakuten turned his eyes to see you surprised... He hadn't seen you for a long time either, he missed you, maybe... But what were you doing here?... And more with that Demon Slayer touching you... That filthy Demon Slayer was touching you?... While zohakuten continued to look at them surprised and with anger flowing through his veins to see how you were so close to that Demon slayer... Was it jealousy?... No, it was hate, anger... Jealousy... How did you know? Did that damn demon slayer dare to touch you with his dirty hands?.. to you?..

Veins appeared on the zohakuten's face, enraged with hatred and jealousy, he quickly played his drums behind his back, and the huge wooden dragon turned to look at you and the Demon slayer, and attacked you two.

"Miss, go away!" Said the boy, putting himself in front of you, pointing his sword towards the wooden dragon that was going straight towards you two

But instead you didn't know how to react and you stayed there still, while the demon slayer ran towards the wooden dragon, with the intention of being able to drift it with his sword, but he didn't expect more wooden dragons to come at the same time to stop him. to attack him, so the poor boy, without knowing how to react, the wooden dragons bit him to the bone and ripped his skin while he let out cries of pain and died, and you stood paralyzed watching the horrifying scene, while the other Demon Slayers that remained, the same thing happened to them

(In the present)

"Z-Zohakuten... Please, that wasn't my intention... I... I just wanted to see you... I haven't seen you in a long time..." you said while looking at the ground sadly, instead zohakuten didn't even flinch to make you feel better.

"You stupid human, how dare you get into one of my fights? You idiot!" Said zohakuten while looking at you angrily, and pointing his finger at you "Get out of here you damn human, I don't want to see you." Zohakuten said, in his tone of voice it was obvious that he was angry, so it was better that you leave it, so as not to make things worse, you knew that making him angry was not right, he was worse than Sekido..

"I-I.. F-Fine.. I-I'll go.." You said as you turned to walk away from zohakuten, walking towards your house, while small tears formed in your eyes and fell down your cheeks.. You just missed him a lot.. But apparently he didn't.

You opened the door of your house, and you changed your clothes and got into your bed, still crying, while you cried yourself to sleep...

. . .

You opened your eyes which were swollen from crying, while trying to get back to sleep, but you couldn't, you still thought about zohakuten, but maybe it was time you forgot about him... After all, he treated you like a simple and pathetic human, as if he was no longer interested in you, or as if he didn't even know you and took you like other humans... He didn't love you anymore?

Thoughts invaded you as you kept shedding little tears.. It hurt so much to know... You loved him so much and you miss him so much... And he just treated you like shit and like he didn't even care about you..

But maybe you should forget about him, and continue with your normal life, like a simple human... You wiped your tears and got up from the futon and walked towards the kitchen to drink a glass of water, from crying so much, your throat was dry.

While you were drinking water, you noticed that the door of your house was open, and then you started to get scared... Who had entered your house? A thief? An animal? Or worse... A demon that wants to devour you?..

You slowly put the glass on the table and trembled as you walked towards the door to close it, and when you got there you closed it slightly without making any noise... Perhaps the thing that had entered in your house could hear you and come towards you, and that was the least you wanted...

While you turned slightly to go to your room and hide somewhere until daylight, you paid yourself dry when you saw bright eyes staring at you from the dark corridor... Those eyes... Red and orange staring at you from the deep darkness.. As if they were going to devour you in an instant..

You began to tremble and sweat from the cold as fear and panic invaded you...

"W-Who are you?..." You said with a shaky voice as you took a step back, but when you wanted to take another, some root-like branches wrapped around your leg as more came out of the ground and wrapped around you, you wanted to scream but a branch wrapped behind your neck and mouth, and they began to attract you towards that darkness and those eyes which were still staring at you..

You tried to struggle and try to free yourself from the branches which were on your body, but it was useless because they were too strong and were pressing more and more on your body.. Until you arrived in front of those orange and red eyes.. While fear and panic invaded you again when you saw how those eyes were moving more and more towards you ..

You closed your eyes tightly in fear that thing being in front of you would do you some harm... But all he did was caress your cheek.

Then you widened your eyes in confusion as you looked into those orange eyes..

"Are you really so weak and pathetic that you can't recognize me?" He said with a deep and strong voice as he continued caressing your cheek, and then you felt that the branches of your body were beginning to let go until they let your feet touch the ground again, and then you looked at him confused until you realized that It was nothing more and nothing less than... Zohakuten.

"Zohakuten?.." You muttered while looking a little sad at zohakuten.. What was he doing here? After he said those harsh words to you.. "What are you doing here?... I thought you didn't want to see me anymore.."

Zohakuten instead grabbed your waist and attached you to him while he frowned and growled.

"What makes you think I meant that? Seriously, you are a pathetic human and too weak to believe everything I say, you are mine, and you will remain being mine until my lord Muzan dies." Zohakuten said sarcastically as he captured your lips in a fierce and strong kiss as he held you close tightly tightening his grip on your waist.

Opening your eyes with surprise when you felt that Zohakuten would kiss you fiercely.. You were confused and surprised not knowing what to do... Should you kiss Zohakuten back, or separate from him and confront him?..

The second one was too dangerous and risky.. But you loved Zohakuten too much to choose the second one.. So you kissed him back while placing your hands on his chest.

Zohakuten carried you and walked to your room while he kept kissing you, and laid you down on the futon and he got on top of you, and he slowly pulled away from the kiss to look at you with his orange and red eyes...

"Y/N...I...I'm...sorry for treating you like this...I missed you so much, I just got angry, not with you, but with those stupid Demon Slayers..." Zohakuten caressed your cheek while looking at you with his mischievous face of hate, but it was even more relaxed and calm..

"It's o-okay Zohakuten.. I understand you.. I just wanted to see you fight the Demon Slayers since I missed you a lot..."

Zohakuten looked at you as you spoke and then he sighed and put his head on your chest as he hugged you tightly, you smiled and patted his head as he smiled slightly

"Just... Let's forget about it and let's enjoy this moment..." Zohakuten lifted his head from your chest to look at you again, now you could see that his brow wasn't so furrowed anymore and he seemed calmer, and then Zohakuten kissed you again, now it was a loving and sweet kiss...

As you two snuggled and held each other and slept...

[its-all-or-nothing94]

Formual 1 / MotoGP Fusion - Part 3

Summary: You are the first female MotoGP rider ever. You race for KTM Factory Racing, leaving Jack Miller your teammate, and one of your main sponsors is Red Bull. You grew up with most of the riders but your best friend is the multiple MotoGP Champion Marc Marquez. After your horrific crash the year before, you are ready to start the new season and probably a new love?

Pre-Story - Part 1 - Part 2

A/N: And we're going off to MIAMI!

Ship: Not telling yet (Marc Marquez, Carlos Sainz or Charles Leclerc)

Warnings: none

Taglist: @laneyspaulding19

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Revving up the excitement, MotoGP champion Marc Marquez and his longtime best friend, the fearless female MotoGP rider Y/N Y/L/N, are revving their engines to experience the thrill of the F1 Miami Grand Prix as VIP guests, all thanks to their sponsor Red Bull Motorsports! 🥳👏🏼

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As the countdown begins for the highly anticipated F1 Miami GP, fans and racing enthusiasts alike are eagerly awaiting updates and behind-the-scenes glimpses shared by Marquez and his fearless companion. This is a thrilling moment that will undoubtedly solidify their place in the annals of motorsports history. 📸🎉

Get ready for a collision of epic proportions as the MotoGP champion and his daring BFF rev their engines alongside the elite of the racing world at the F1 Miami GP. Buckle up, folks, for a weekend filled with heart-pounding action and unforgettable moments! 🏍️🔥🏁

Disclaimer: The events and interactions described in this article are based on information provided and should be treated as accurate until confirmed otherwise. 📢

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[suffarustuffaru]

I think I read a while ago on reddit that you had a madoka magica au for re zero, do you still think about it? I can Imagine Subaru taking the place of Homura but the rest of the cast is harder to place. It's a fun thought exercise though.

WAIT wow your ask sent me down memory lane wkdndn i forgot i even had a madoka magica au in the works for a while. i made it in like late 2020 and last worked on it in early-mid 2021 hah mostly bc my skill with writing and art didnt match with how big of an idea a multichap plotty crossover/fusion au was and i was still just dipping my toes into more ambitious ideas!! but id love to revisit it again now that i got more practice 👍

i like read your ask then went WAIT A MINUTE I DO HAVE A MADOKA MAGICA AU and then i skimmed through my old google doc plot outline for it in a frenzy. but also i used to write in yellow comic sans at the time so i wont subject you to my old terrible (affectionate) writing habits too much. but i think its funny how i had some notes on vague (and Dead Serious) ideas for witch form symbolism and i just found this yellow comic sans monstrosity:

2020/21 me was on some drugs probably LMAO 😭😭 but given madoka magica’s canon content that is probably a good thing if youre writing serious madoka magica fic.

also i did have a tiny bit of finished writing for it. here is the old synopsis past me came up with:

Stumbling across magic and witches, fourteen-year-old Natsuki Subaru follows his new friends and a mischievous cat spirit into a world where a single contract could grant you your greatest wish.

And at the end of it all, he really should’ve known this from the start: wishes always come with a cost.

i think that currently id probably change up this synopsis a bit if i worked on it again but it aint bad i think 👍 and yes youre right subaru would def be in homuras role for this fic… 😔 anyone whos seen both madoka magica and rezero would immediately make that connection i think hah they have. Similarities, as we know 😔

and i deaged some of the rezero cast as you can see hah. not sure if id keep that but i think an important aspect of madoka magica is that the main characters are that young. it helps add to some of their decisions and adds to the tragedy and whatnot. that and like. targeting vulnerable young girls, Literal Children, knowing that most would make a wish and sell their souls in a heartbeat and then easily be crushed by trauma without being able to fight back much, you know? :,) and then theyd make Lots and Lots of despair to harvest… and madoka was meant as a magical girl deconstruction and magical girls iirc tend to be arounddd early teens/preteens!! ill talk a bit more later on how id try to do this au with deaged rz cast hah.

also i did have a small drabble written for this au!!

The boy, no older than fourteen, stands there with an eerie sense of calm.

His frame is seemingly scrawny and lean, dawning dark clothing reminiscent of a mixture between a tracksuit and a school uniform - even if it’s adorned with golden ribbons and stripes - with a whip attached to the belt at his waist. Draped over that is a cloak, the hood of it casting a shadow over messy black hair and a cold expression. His keen eyes, emphasized by the deep bags underneath, narrow at the sight of Puck, mean and brimming with distaste.

With a steady hand, he raises a pistol to Puck’s head.

The moonlight shines dimly through the broken windows and onto the shards littered all over the floor. A beam illuminates a metal contraption, its appearance similar to a shield, strapped to the boy’s forearm.

“You know, I don’t quite recall making a contract with you,” Puck muses cheerily, though an undercurrent of a threat weaves itself into his tone. He stares down the barrel without fear, his sharp teeth revealed in his smile. “Who are you, really? And why are you so upset that I’ve been getting close with Lia? Jealous much?”

“Don’t you dare call her that,” the boy replies instead, bitterly spitting out each and every word. “Don’t you dare pretend that you only have her best interests at heart, or that you really care for her like a father figure would. It makes me sick.” He sneers as he digs the cool metal of the gun harder into Puck’s fur. “Because if you make even just one mention of creating a contract with her, or if you even come near her… I’ll definitely make sure that you regret it.”

yeah so. past me made puck kyubey apparently 😔👍 and if i revisited this au im not sure if i would keep subarus character development to be Exactly the same (ie it was very greedbaru/pridebaru/homura inspired) but this drabble was a fun exercise at the time!!

but anyway i will ramble about some more ideas i had for this au under the cut!! turned out past me had A Lot of ideas.

yes so this au was like. a fusion of sorts so yes i was assigning rz characters certain roles, blending worldbuilding together, etc etc but the general plot sort of followed the general story of the main madoka magica plot from the main show to rebellion!! it was like vaguely modernish too, but you know, madoka likes to be Creative with its backgrounds (see: the infinite amount of crazy chairs everywhere, which im still very fond of to this day) and also rz vainglory/school if has its fantasy world cast mixed in with subarus parents still being there iirc and a whole bunch of other details too (like beatrice being subarus adopted sister iirc?). so i was going the vainglory-ish route here in terms of “how modern is this world?” 👍

the main cast i was focusing on was gonna be subaru (homura), emilia (madoka), rem (sayaka), ram, beatrice, felt, and reinhard. also puck as kyubey haah and satella as walprugisnacht aka the giant witch at the end of the main show. i havent seen madoka in a bit wkdn i gotta rewatch. but anyway!! felt and reinhard got a mix of mami and kyokos roles narrative wise yeah.

quick rundown on their characters is that i wanted to stick to the rz cast’s canon characterization as much as possible while leaving room for fun experimentation!! and if theyre still younger than normal canon here—subarus still got his Big Ego/Im The Main Character mindset but in that way thats specific to his little kid self bc he hasnt gotten Completely Depressed yet (think like. arc 7-8 type stuff), reinhards still stuck in the middle of watching his dad gradually deteriorate, felts even Younger and still trying to find her footing a bit, rem is Guiltily and enviously trying to live up to ram’s Golden Childness (this is pre-Incident That Kills Their Whole Family). and emilia has lived a lonely life in the forest somewhere with no one for company :,) i cant remember if i had some Magic Mindfuckery ideas for her backstory here but ive definitely had ideas for modernizing her backstory for other aus like this!! but either way emilias family is still dead ;-; and i do consider like. the idea that modern emilia would have albinism, especially when there is discrimination in place against people with albinism that is a little similar to emilias canon struggle with her appearance so a modern take of emilia being that she is someone with albinism would be Very Relevant!! but!! not sure if id go all the way with that bc its a sensitive topic that needs to be treated with care and i dont personally have albinism 👍 or i could go the magic route and go “emilia looks like a previous magical girl thats become the most powerful witch yet….” ie satella ofc. so emilia would still be a bit of a “red flag” to other magical people.

but yes emilia wished for. im not sure but probably smth like “i wish not to be lonely anymore”…………. and then she got her wish granted via having magical girl/boy friends and puck!!!!! thisll totally end happily.

and quick note on reinhard is i didnt have much plot ideas for him yet but i considered different ideas for his backstory!! maybe theres some magic fuckery and theresia was a magical girl once? no clue how that works but it was an Idea i had for sure. also various ideas to modernize the Astrea Family Drama (dont worry the accidental indirectly/directly causing your family member’s death thing would still be there wkdndh this is an important detail to me.) but regardless of whats going on with reinhards backstory his wish was a naive little kid wish!! he wanted to be a hero who helps people ;-; good going reinhard ;-;

the entire plot of this au in general was divided in half, first half would be the first timeline where things go wrong. subarus gonna be the pov and hes the audience surrogate bc hes new to the world of magical girls/boys and no one in the group 100% knows the ugly truth yet!! and like in canon emilia/madoka has already become a magical girl here. emilia is also already close with puck—and emilia is the one person puck has genuine fondness for ;-; and i had a Lot of ideas for what exactly went wrong here—i had elsa and meili planned as witches? and i think i considered disemboweling felt :<<<< this is very sad bc her family gave her away to save her bc they were in danger (yes just like in canon rz) but then later felt had her life threatened or smth? and like mami, felt wished to keep living. but the wording felt used was wanting to “live strong”…………….. well she sure got it by fighting elsa valiantly but still losing 😔

also ok the first person to become a witch is beatrice. i had like wild ideas with beatrice—the possibility that echidna still made beatrice and puck and that beatrice couldve been a failed—whats the word for the creatures in madoka that collect/cause magical girls??? incubators i think?? yeah that. because whatre the two things a little kids gonna probably trust?? a cute cat creature and a tiny little girl offering free wishes, probably. and of course beatrice got assigned by her biomom echidna to look after echidnas library maybe. bc echidnas funny like that and beatrice didnt work out as an incubator so now shes gonna generate soooo much despair when she realizes that there is no That Person + the truth of magical girls/boys and what beatrice was meant to be used for….

yes more various shit hits the fan bc rem and rams canon witch cult backstory… i had plans to adjust it for this au and make it happen In Real Time. and also rem’s wish was probably something along the lines of wanted to be needed. and Better. so not just Like Ram. but rem wanted to be More than ram. which rem is guilty about but thats still what she wants so she wishes for it away from rams eyes. ofc rams feelings on this is that she just wants her sister to treasure herself and be safe and whatnot but rem is kinda in her pre-witch cult trauma mode and Oops now their town is destroyed in flames and their family is dead ;-;;; not sure how else id modernize rem and rams backstory but yes this is. this is how their plot went in that first timeline wkdnd. and ram is injured in some way ;-;;;

yes and then rem you know pulls a sayaka and goes a little crazy about everything bc beatrices whole ordeal already revealed how fucked they all are and then rem and rams Trauma just happened so rem feels like shit!! and then she becomes a witch too oops ;-; and then reinhard decides to be the hero and sacrifices himself so emisuba can escape ;-;; or at least that was my plan at the time. but yeah rem became better (a magical girl. bc ram didnt feel like making a wish bc her only wish would be wanting rems happiness but she didnt want to Cheat That. she wanted rem to find it on her terms. except rem became “better” and bigger than ram by being a witch also oops. also i think i still had vague plans to include rem being Obsessed with subaru to contrast what will later be subarus emilia obsession haha) and then reinhard. is the hero. </3

satella comes in somewhere at the end. she used to be a magical girl but she became a witch and shes Crazy Powerful for reasons i have forgotten now 👍 but i definitely wanted to have more shenanigans going on with her backstory to keep that sort of emilia-satella-subaru mystery connection. and theyre still connected anyway bc emisuba inevitably lose to satella bc shes too powerful ;-; emilia is gonna die and puck realizes OH SHIT I SHOULDNT BE FEELING LOVE BUT I DO GENUINELY LOVE EMILIA I CANT DEAL WITH THIS. WITH HER DYING. ID RATHER DESTROY EVERYTHING THAN LET THAT HAPPEN. and ofc subarus also in agreement bc oh god oh god—and yeah. subaru hasnt made a wish until this point but he makes a contract with puck to promise to save Everyone. like subarus promise in canon right before he dies for the first time you know? bc then he dies.

and wooooo the time loop officially begins!!! i had more ideas but i have typed lots on this post already akfnd maybe ill save it for another time if people are interested.

but yes thats all thats the au!!!! i am not familiar with stuff like magia record yet sadly ;-;; but if i ever wanted to expand the au thats def One option 👍 bc WOW the rz cast would be such a goddamn gold mine for those fucking incubators. little kid felix argyle would be a Top Tier candidate for them. like can you imagine???? thatd be the biggest disaster of all time ;-;;; and also theres Lots of possibilities for various witches the cast can fight!! very fun stuff its why i chose elsa and meili and satella :o !! but yes id consider exploring other candidates for magical girls and boys as well bc WOW felix would go insane here.

[ghoulphile]

okay I have a question and idk if it was answered in the show but was Moldaver even aware that Lucy got stabbed by Monty? Like she must have loved her like a daughter if she got ‘along’ so well with Rose so ? Sorry if this is a stupid question but I haven’t been able to rewatch the show and I need to know

not a stupid question at all! i don't think they ever directly address it tbh but i have two personal interpretations:

one is that monty was dispatched to keep her away from the conflict by any means necessary as the fighting broke out decently far away from where she was. they might not have been expecting her to fight as well as she does, and in the beginning before the stabbing, monty was aggressive but i didn't get the i'm going to kill you vibe - more like i need to incapacitate you. it's only as lucy started to fight back in earnest that it escalated. she would not go quietly and it very much turned into a her or me moment.

the other is that by this point moldaver has lost it all - city burned to ash, lover (fite me i dare u lmao) ghoulified, and her life's work, an advanced piece of tech that would objectively make the wasteland a utopia, under lock and key. maybe she wasn't so pressed for it during the height of shady sands because they were rebuilding. humanity was starting to thrive once more even if it was on a smaller scale.

but then hank dropped the bomb, and all that progress was destroyed. forced her back to square one (not to say she never had any intentions on regaining cold fusion before the desecration of shady sands but yk). cold fusion was the only way to go forward, and hard choices would have to be made. the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few kind of deal.

getting back her tech would benefit all of mankind, and as callous as it seems lucy wasn't needed for her plan with hank and wilzig. here's a girl she knew as a child, that she cared for probably as deeply or if not, very very close to how much she cared for rose. and its either her - if she gets in the way - or bringing unlimited power back to the wasteland. moldaver has always stuck me as very machiavellian, and i have sooo many more thoughts about her but i'll stop talking now lmao.

i really, really hope to see more of her and her backstory in season two. she feels far too important for the role she's played pre & post war to only be in season one imo.

im so sorry for the wall of text i got carried away

[zenderstorm]

i remembered i havent posted this yet here, so have this !

ZOHAKUTEN VARIATIONS

concept & headcanons !

ive read some of those ideas which another “boss” clone is formed when a clone besides sekido absorbs the rest. this is my take on it ^^

all four of them are “zohakuten”, and they represent different ways one can show and feel hatred. [I didn’t go with “evolved emotions” like anger -> hatred or sadness -> depression because 1. you can feel hatred without anger and 2. its funnier with more haters on the team]

i made it so that all their abilities are related to music (?) like how the OG uses drums. [ik zohakuten’s drums are based on a japanese thunder god’s drums or something but i only remembered that after i finished this 😭] all of them have around the same levels of strength, but have different techniques.

theoretically it’s impossible to manifest them all at once.

any clone can absorb the rest to form zohakuten. but the clone with the final say is often sekido, because he’s more aggressive and dominant compared to the rest. so they form the OG (who has a personality similar to sekido.) however there’s a chance that another clone gains control, creating the variations.

fusion probability 7%, formed from karaku, finds pleasure in hating

extends fights for over weeks on end, because he gets a bit relaxed with attacks. his defence is really high though so u can’t really take advantage of his relaxation.

fights with explosions. his explosions have the qualities of each emotion clone like sonar screech explosion, weeping spears explosion, etc. the explosions are triggered landmine-style and when you step on it it plays a piano-like sound. different notes represent different attacks. he’s immune to the explosions.

fusion probability 0.5%, formed from aizetsu, hates those who make him sad

most likely to spare victims. if you don’t make him feel miserable you can probably get away. but like he won’t let you win, he’ll just let you escape.

fights with wires. the wires are strong & thin enough to cut flesh, and spread further out the longer you fight him. they sprout out of trees, an even if they look organic up close, are electrically charged. he strums them to control them (wrap around victims, strengthen electrical current) and is unharmed by the wires.

fusion probability 90%, he OG formed from sekido, we know how this works, he hates those he sees as villains.

his probability is the highest cuz the other clones kinda let sekido form him, since this zohakuten is the hardest to fight and won’t play around.

we know how this pookie fights. however I headcanon he can transform surrounding trees into even more wooden dragons.

fusion probability 2.5%, formed from urogi, hates those who he thinks are happier than him, so don’t you dare show him a smile.

quickest to eat his victims. like he wants to chow down so bad. sometimes even if he hasn’t killed them yet he’ll just start biting.

hearing him sing causes small figs to sprout in your ears, which can grow into full on trees. he can hide & sprout his wings (i let him do this cus of that one scene where tanjiro cut urogi’s wings!! so this zohakuten can hide his to prevent it from getting cut) he can also use the emotion clones’ techniques while singing.

maybe i’ll draw them fully one day 😭 idk. thank you for reading my yapping this far here are his beans

[steephanie07]

A Design for Love - BC

Pairing: Ben Chilwell x Designer!reader

Summary: Fashion designer Yn meets footballer Ben Chilwell after her show, sparking a connection as they share passions and banter. Their chemistry flourishes despite playful interruptions from Ben’s friends, leading to plans for another meeting.

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Yn stood at the center of London, enveloped by the electric atmosphere of a city that never slept. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets filled with people rushing to their destinations, the cacophony of chatter and laughter blending into a symphony of life. As a fashion designer, Yn thrived on this whirlwind of creativity that surrounded her, drawing inspiration from the eclectic mix of cultures and styles that adorned the city.

Today was particularly significant; she had just wrapped up presenting her latest collection at a prominent fashion show, an event that marked a pivotal moment in her burgeoning career. The venue, a stunning historical building transformed into a contemporary art space, had been buzzing with excitement and anticipation. It was a place where dreams took shape, where the air was thick with the scent of ambition and creativity.

The applause and cheers that resonated in her ears felt intoxicating. Each clap was a reminder of the countless hours she had dedicated to perfecting her designs—stitching, sketching, and dreaming. Her latest collection had been a bold statement, a fusion of daring elegance and playful rebellion. She had aimed to capture the essence of modern femininity, with pieces that challenged norms while celebrating individuality.

As she surveyed the room, her heart swelled with pride. The lights sparkled above, illuminating the vibrant colors and intricate details of her creations. Each piece had been meticulously crafted, from the delicate lace that whispered femininity to the structured silhouettes that exuded strength. She could see her designs in the hands of influencers, their fingers grazing the fabric, eyes widening in delight. This was what she had worked for—a moment of recognition, a fleeting glimpse of her dreams materializing before her eyes.

After the show, the atmosphere shifted into one of celebration. Yn mingled with fellow designers, industry insiders, and fashion enthusiasts, exchanging compliments and stories. The buzz of conversation surrounded her like a warm blanket, yet beneath the surface, a small part of her felt unfulfilled. The glitz and glamour were alluring, but what she truly craved was a genuine connection—a kindred spirit who understood the artistry behind her creations.

As the night wore on, she felt a familiar buzz in her pocket. Pulling out her phone, she saw a message from Ben Chilwell. They had met a few months ago at a charity event, where their interaction had been brief but memorable. She recalled the way he had effortlessly commanded the room, his laughter infectious and his presence magnetic.

“Hey Yn I loved your collection at the show. "Let’s celebrate soon?” the message read.

A smile crept across her face, warmth blooming in her chest. This was unexpected, yet not unwelcome. There was something about Ben—the way he carried himself, his easy charm, and the passion he had for football—that intrigued her. However, she didn’t want to get ahead of herself. For now, this was an opportunity to enjoy the company of someone she admired without overthinking it.

Before she could respond, a figure caught her eye. Ben stood across the room, surrounded by his friends Tom, Recce, Harvey, and Mason. Their laughter echoed in the air, drawing her closer. Yn felt a rush of nerves as she approached them, her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

“Yn You made it!” Ben exclaimed, his face lighting up as he spotted her. He was even more charming up close, with his bright eyes and infectious smile that made her feel at ease.

“Congratulations on the show!” Harvey chimed in, his enthusiasm evident. “I’ve seen a few snippets online, and it looks incredible.”

“Thank you!” Yn replied, feeling a surge of gratitude. “It was a labor of love, for sure.”

“Labor of love?” Mason teased, leaning in with a smirk.

“More like a labor of art! I’m telling you, your designs are going to take the fashion world by storm.”

Yn chuckled, enjoying their light-hearted banter. “I appreciate that, really. I just want to create pieces that make people feel good about themselves.”

Ben nodded, his expression sincere. “And you definitely succeeded. I was blown away. You’ve got something special, YN.”

The compliments flowed around her, and she felt her confidence soar. She glanced at Ben, catching his gaze, and for a moment, the noise of the room faded into the background. It was just the two of them, locked in a moment of understanding.

“So, what’s next for you?” Tom asked, breaking the spell. “Any big plans after this show?”

Yn took a sip of her drink, savoring the opportunity to share her aspirations. “I’m working on expanding my brand, maybe even launching an online store. I want to make my designs accessible to more people. And I have some ideas for a new collection brewing in my mind.”

“Sounds exciting!” Recce interjected, leaning back in his chair with a thoughtful expression. “Do you have a theme in mind for the new collection?”

Yn nodded, her passion igniting as she spoke. “I want to explore the concept of duality—how we all have different sides to our personalities and how that reflects in fashion. I think it’s important to embrace every part of who we are.”

“Now that’s intriguing,” Mason said, his eyebrows raised in interest. “Are you thinking of combining different styles?”

“Exactly! Mixing classic elegance with streetwear, incorporating bold patterns with soft fabrics,” Yn explained, her excitement evident. “It’s all about breaking boundaries and challenging the conventional notions of what fashion should be.”

Ben leaned forward, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. “What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever designed? I bet you have some wild stories.”

Yn laughed, her mind racing back to her earlier days as a designer. “Oh, I do! I once created a dress that was so daring it turned heads for all the wrong reasons. I had to use double-sided tape to keep it from slipping! It was a total disaster, but it made for a great story.”

The group erupted in laughter, and Ben shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. “I’d love to see that! But seriously, if you could design anything without limits, what would it be?”

Yn paused for a moment, allowing her imagination to run wild. “I think I’d create a collection that embodies pure freedom—a mix of avant-garde and street style that challenges norms. Something that speaks to the boldness within us all.”

“I can see that,” Ben said, his voice thoughtful. “Fashion is a reflection of who we are. You’ve got to follow that vision, in fashion and in life.”

Their eyes locked for a moment, and Yn felt a connection—an understanding that transcended the superficiality of the night. It was as if they were speaking a language only they could comprehend, rich with mutual respect and admiration.

As the evening unfolded, the group continued to tease and banter, each story shared deepening the bond between them. They talked about their childhood dreams, the sacrifices they had made to pursue their passions, and the challenges that came with success. YN found herself opening up about her journey—how she had spent years honing her craft, the struggles she faced in a competitive industry, and her unwavering determination to carve a space for herself.

“I remember being terrified at my first show,” Yn confessed, her voice tinged with nostalgia. “I was convinced no one would care about my designs. But once I stepped out there and saw the audience, I felt a rush of adrenaline. It was exhilarating.”

“You’ve come a long way since then,” Tom remarked, his admiration evident. “And it’s inspiring to see how dedicated you are.”

“Yeah, it takes a lot of courage to put your work out there,” Recce added. “Not everyone has that kind of passion.”

Yn smiled, grateful for their support. “I think it’s all about believing in yourself and your vision. There will always be setbacks, but each one is an opportunity to learn and grow.”

As the night continued, the conversation shifted to their lives outside of work. Ben shared stories about his football career, the exhilarating highs of victory, and the crushing lows of defeat. His passion for the game was palpable, and Yn found herself hanging onto his every word, captivated by the way he described the rush of scoring a goal and the camaraderie shared with his teammates.

“I love the thrill of the game,” Ben said, his eyes bright with enthusiasm. “It’s not just about the win; it’s the whole journey—the training, the friendships, the moments that define who you are as a player and a person.”

Harvey nodded in agreement. “And the pressure that comes with it can be insane. It’s a constant battle to stay at the top of your game.”

Yn felt a surge of admiration for the dedication and discipline that Ben and his friends exhibited. “It sounds like an incredible experience. I can’t imagine the adrenaline rush you must feel during a match.”

“It’s exhilarating,” Ben replied, a hint of a smile on his lips. “But it’s also a lot of hard work. You have to constantly push yourself to improve, to adapt. Just like in fashion, you have to stay ahead of the trends.”

“Exactly!” Yn exclaimed, delighted by the comparison. “Fashion is always evolving, and as a designer, you have to be willing to take risks and innovate.”

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, a beautiful dance of ideas and experiences that made Yn feel alive. She was grateful for the camaraderie, the way they made her feel seen and valued.

As the evening deepened, the playful teasing among the group transformed into deeper discussions about their dreams and aspirations. Yn felt a connection blossoming not only with Ben but with his friends as well. They were a tight-knit group, supportive and encouraging, and she found herself enjoying their company more than she had anticipated

Note: This is my first story, so I apologize for any spelling mistakes. I would greatly appreciate any feedback, both on the story itself and on what you think of it.

[capsensislagamoprh]

Head cannon nonsence:

Shit two dork assed teenagers did at the onsen because they are idiots who respect there elders/ actually like Yuuri's parents.

Cleaned the gutters: Otabek cleaned them, Yuri mostly took the bags of stuff to where they needed to go.

Fell asleep on the roof: Victor was getting to Yuri. Otabek wanted to read in peace. He went to the roof. Yuri followed. Sleep happened.

Almost fell off the roof: See previous entry and know that Yuri almost rolled off. Fortunately, Otabek has great reflexes to make up for his lesser dexterity.

Cleaned out the storage room: Everyone else kept getting caught up in sentimental memories. Yuri was for burning it all, so Otabek actually did the sorting. This was great fun. Turns out Yuuri has a lot of old clothes he saved, and they found his poster collection. Victor is delighted.

Change light bulbs: Yuri standing on Otabek's shoulders makes them about teen feet tall-ish. Mari walked along with them. Yuri pulled out old ones, handed it to Otabek, who handed it to Mari. Mari handed Otabek a new light bulb, who handed it to Yuri, who put it in and closed the fixture where ever needed. Otabek's shoulders hurt after the whole onsen was done but wont say a word. Just rolls them a few times.

Dust the high places: Same dynamic as above, only with a feather duster and cloth. Otabek's shoulders need a break, but it's good stamina and weight lifting training.

Clean and polish the Katsuki's car: This was mostly to impress on Yuri how much time vehicle maintenance takes, but they gave the boy a hose and someone to turn it on, and if that someone happens to be very hot dripping wet and about to get vengeance, well that's just a bonus. You know once water gets involved, Victor and Yuuri get in there too because fun times will be had by all.

Accidentally on purpose teach a bunch of seagulls how to terrorize rude tourists for french fries: Look, Otabek is deviously patient, and once Yuri finds that out he will find a way to turn those traits to evil. Like asking Otabek how to get vengeance on someone who was rude to Mrs. Katsuki. Yuri wont stand for it. French fry lured seagulls, Otabek says with a straight face, because of course he does. What's that? Well, you lure seagulls one french fry at a time to the aria where rude tourists usually gather so they are haggard by said avian for food, thus giving them a shuddering terror of the birds every time they have a meal outside. Parking lots near coastal towns will never be the same.

Get told not to lure seagulls with french fries: they are amassing an army and it's starting to scare people.

Climb a lamp post: This is mostly a dare. Until Yuri can't get down. Otabek helps him, but they never speak of how long it took for Yuri to get back to ground level again because he was afraid to let go of the pole until he knew Otabek would catch him. It becomes an inside joke. May or may not be why the Russian skate team keeps trying to get Otabek to catch them. (Only Yuri is allowed this privileged.)

Discover Otabek is an absolute heater when he's asleep: Storms knock power out. Generator needed for fridge and such. It gets cold. Only room with heat? Yuri and Otabek's. Why? Because Otabek fell asleep hours ago, and radiates that pleasant sleepy warm like he was a small fusion star. Woke up wondering why he is surrounded by people laying on him, and questioning if he's allowed to move to go do morning things. Manages to find a way. Thirty minutes latter everyone else wakes up because all that heat dissipated quickly. It's okay. Powers back on a few hours latter.

Figure out exactly how many M&Ms Yuri can fit in his mouth: 37. He drools after that.

Discover Otabek's reading glasses actually make him hotter and that's an absolute fucking sin: look, he's just trying to do his homework, okay? Collage credits don't amass themselves.

Find out Otabek is a math dork: He and Yuri are watching ice skating play backs with Mari. Otabek is writing out equations absently mindedly as they do. When asked: it's the equations of the skaters jumps and spins. He's working out how to improve them per individual skater. For funzies. Yuri is both impressed and disgusted. No one should like math this much. And if they do, they shouldn't help the enemy. Otabek tells Yuri how to get higher on his quad and suddenly this is the best thing ever. Victor hears. Yuuri is impressed. Otabek winds up on the roof again, trying to escape. No, he is not going to school for maths.

Discover Yuri is actually a pretty good cook. Once he gets over the disgust of spots on vegetables, and figures out how to use a knife (thanks for that Mr. Katsuki, JJ is DOOMED), he's very methodical (perfectionist) so while it takes him longer, it turns out right most times.

Scare the living shit out of people: It's the three am five miles out, five miles back jog Otabek dose every day he can. Yuuri finds out and joins him. Makes breakfast taste better, they say. Yuri thinks they are nuts. Not for the running. For three am.

I got more, but honestly, I have so So SO much for these ice babies.

[shitpostingkats]

Obsessed with these tags OP omg

First of all, how dare you stab me in the heart with that comparison to Jesse. I can absolutely see it. Now I want to know how Jesse would come into play in all this- Cod I love Spiritshipping they were meant for each other <3

Second, I know I already requested Yuya and Jaden interactions (and oh boy did you deliver), but now you have me intrigued. Like it doesn't even have to be the groupchat AU, I'm just genuinely curious now how you think Jaden would interact with all four of the Yu Boys. I am giving you an excuse to write Jaden and Yuri interacting also because to be completely honest I love Yuya to bits and pieces but Yuri has always been my favorite of the four. <3 "Yuri is the violence" Dear cod I want to see the two of them tear into someone. I have no idea who exactly but they would be terrifying. Give them an audience perchance. Maybe the rest of the protags. (I live for reactions) I'm living for this.

Jaden meets them and it's like witnessing all the parts of himself he keeps tucked to his chest exposed for everyone to see. He sees Yuto and wants to wrap him in a hug and tell him nothing was his fault. (He's a hypocrite, he knows he (Jaden) deserved everything he got. He didn't, he really didn't) He sees Yuya and sees the mask he's put up for so long, sees his attitude of "maybe if I ignore this then it'll all go away" and wonders if his own mask ever looked this close to cracking. He sees Yugo and wants to scream and tear his hair out because when did he lose that part of himself? When did the mask truly become a mask, when did he lose that spark that made life seem actually worth living? (He knows damn well when he lost it.) He sees Yuri and sees a world where he gave in completely to the madness, where he found comfort in the pain because it was the one time he truly felt like he was in control. He wonders what it cost him, if it cost anything at all. He wonders what friends he sacrificed to get where he is now, and if it was worth it. He looks into his eyes and thinks maybe it was. He wonders if maybe their worlds aren't as dissimilar as he first thought. (That thought alone might scare him more than anything.)

It's late and I'm not very good with words (at the moment at least) But you have got me HOOKED and you are currently my only source for this dynamic, I will be plaguing your ask box for a good week at least, I hope you know this- (Feel free to tell me to chill out at any time btw, I just saw your blog description and took that as a personal challenge sdfghj /lh)

Much love <3

*hands you back your worksheet and it looks like this*

*hands you stickers hands you a candy from the candy bowl, never worry about blowing up my inbox, I love hearing from people, hands you a tangerine*

Bestie you are doing such a good job thank you for the kind words, also your mind. I hadn't realized the potential for Yugo + Jaden interactions until you started messaging, now I am rocked by the implications. Now I have to write the yu-bois into the gc au. Can't promise I'll publish anything anytime soon, but I'm always excited to talk about these funny card game guys.

Yuri and Jaden the reformed supervillain and the still-thinks-he-has-to-be-the-evil-brother. Jaden is trying to nudge the guy in the right direction but totally worried because he is only barely older than him and still kinda a mess, meanwhile Yuri would gladly sell Jaden for one corn chip but also belligerently hangs out with him because he kinda is one of the best fusion duelists in the world, maybe he can learn some things. Yuri is like "Let's rob this 7/11! >:3" and Jaden is like "Oooh! There's a deal on slushies!"

Reformed murder hobo in the body of a college student tries to reform child murder hobo: seven injured, Yugo's on the roof, more on this story at 11.

[kozykricket]

cassette beasts with an endless battle tower thats sctually an endlessly deep train station would go hard. imagine if there was a like. botw trial of the sword esque mode, even. where you have basically nothing and choose a random weak creature to start off with, but as you go deeper in the dungeon, you can end up having it become a very powerful beast, getting morw rare stickers than usual, and

oh you could incorporate items… in chests… and rogue fusions…

and you’d either decide to leave with what you have, or dare to go further for better stuff, risking losing it.

something like this in pokemon would be cool but like, if it improved ivs/evs in a particularly beneficial way for the pokemon you use in the gauntlet…

but back to cassette beasts, if it was using your own beasts, it could probably go with no revives. and youd be able to find revives rarely. maybe only can be found in new-monster runs

you’d get to go on a mini roguelike adventure, sort of starting from the beginning and having the enemies scale up as you scale up… and then when you succeed or leave, you get to take your roguelike rewards back into the open game itself!

god more creature collectors need roguelike worlds to hop into, actually. dynamax adventures was close to it, i think. rental system was neat for challenge.

[stars-obsession-pit]

Danny Phantom - Worm fusion

Or well more of a “parahumans AU” of Danny Phantom; pretty much the only thing from Worm is the parahuman power stuff rather than the specific characters/locations being explicitly included. Basically “what if Danny Phantom involved Capes instead of ghosts”

Btw the links throughout this are generally to the wiki pages for things in case anyone is unfamiliar with anything. Or the general wiki links are here (DP) and here (Worm)

Jack and/or Maddie Fenton previously triggered and gained Tinker powers due to their ongoing obsession with trying to prove their scientific theories (which could be about ghosts or be something more Worm-y (e.g. potentially involving alternate earths or trying to find the origin of parahuman powers)).

Those new powers certainly didn’t improve the chaotic nature of their lab, but it did allow them to make far more complex devices.

The biggest of which is in the form of a portal. It’s taken a lot of work to create, but they’re hopeful that it will finally prove them right now that they’ve completed it. Finally make all the hardship they went through (enough to hardship to trigger) worth it.

���Except it fails. They plug it in, and nothing happens.

Well, nothing yet…

Later, their son Danny takes a few steps into the portal frame on a dare, and his hand knocks against a panel on the wall. A huge burst of electricity surges through the structure as a rift tears through the air.

Right on top of his fragile human body.

Energy courses through him as his vision is filled with the impossible sight of countless dimensions, of the near-endless expanse of space, and of gargantuan creatures spiraling through it all.

And then he collapses, the memories of what he saw slipping away from his brain as his new powers settle into his body.

(His parents, if they are nearby, see the visions too. The sight feels familiar, even if they can’t remember why. But any further consideration is shelved when they realize the portal is on.)

More misc thoughts about this idea beyond the cut:

I figure this’d be a setup that leads to getting a Trump power, since the trigger directly relates to another parahuman’s powers. Plus, a Trump power that allows for a bunch of different facets would align with his array of ghost powers from the show.

Specifically, it’d probably fit the “Infinity/Ten” subtype of Trump; those are caused by triggers that involve “a power breaking reality in the vicinity.” I think an unstable portal being opened on top of you should definitely count for that.

…But then idk how one would design a power of that type well. The description of “Power sets nearly limitless in both option and choice” feels hard to design for in a way that isn’t too OP, even with the “but where other large drawbacks often apply” caveat. Mainly from like, the word “limitless” interfering with my ability to tell what restrictions are reasonable.

…although. The subtypes are’t meant to be strict in-universe guidelines; I could just rebalance it based on ideas from other Trump power types that I find easier to conceptualize and it’d be fine even if it’s not “objectively correct” for the Infinity type.

Heck even if I felt that need to strongly justify it, the situation fits pretty close to triggers for the “Four” subtype (power sets that are limited to a few usually weaker/clunkier power options). His parents were obsessive tinkers; powers would have been a factor influencing his life for a while.

Also, outside of Trump power stuff, a Breaker state would make sense to fit closer in line to his ghostly nature from the show. Not 100% sure if that’d fit his trigger, but whatever. Maybe could just argue that the portal mucked with his senses/thoughts enough to justify an intertwined mental aspect of the event, idk.

…oh I just had an idea for what the actual power could be!

What if he has to be in his breaker state to use powers, and he can only select which powers to use at the moment of transformation? Meaning he has to choose his powers before he enters any fights and likely stick with just them for the duration of that fight.

Limits could be imposed based on what he chooses (e.g. if his powers are weaker the more he has active) and how he switches back and forth (he’d have to deactivate all of his powers to swap any out and maybe he has to recharge them before he can access them again, leaving him vulnerable in the meantime).

Might want to limit his power options too (unless just limiting the strength of the powers would be enough), but idk what a good rule for that would be. Like it could just be an arbitrary list of options I guess, but something more distinctive might be interesting. Maybe he has to experience something similar to a power before he can use it? Idk.

Also, outside of his powers, I’m not fully sure how one could best work in an equivalent to the ghost fights from the show. Like they could absolutely just be other capes in Amity Park, but I feel like it’d be cool to connect them to Danny or the portal somehow.

For some possible ideas for that, I guess:

They could have been in a cluster trigger with Danny (as long as the other triggers could be reasonably justified to have coincided with the portal activation)

The portal could have let some Eden material leak through, causing some people in the area to randomly gain powers (and probably mutations too) after consuming anything contaminated

If the portal is a unique phenomenon (e.g. if the straight-up Ghost Zone is included on top of the Worm stuff), the Shards could be incentivized to create more triggers in the area or prod existing hosts towards Amity Park to create more conflict and help them study it

If the portal leads to another world (or periodically connects to multiple other worlds), they could just be “regular” capes but pulled through from there

It wouldn’t be related to that portal incident, but if Vlad Masters was a power-granting Trump (akin to Worm/Ward’s Teacher), the ghost-analogues could be his empowered minions sent after the Fentons

…or they could just still be ghosts I guess, but I’m trying to lean this more on the Worm side of worldbuilding things than DP.

And some even more one-off random thoughts:

The GIW would just be a government-backed group akin to the PRT. Heck they could just be replaced by the literal PRT and Protectorate if it’s meant to be a full-on fusion with Earth Bet

If the portal is causing Eden material to leak through, Amity Park might end up evacuated/made into a quarantine site.

Instead of being given tech by Vlad like in the show, Valerie Gray’s situation could be reworked into a trigger event, with her probably being a vigilante afterwards (like as opposed to joining an actual hero team). Or if you wanted to keep the “given powers” thing in a slightly more directly parahuman-y way, she could get a Cauldron vial (maybe one supplied by Vlad to keep more similarity with the show). (though that would require including Cauldron in the fic too, at least in the background)

Skulker could be a Deviant/Case 53 who is similar to Trainwreck

I guess the implication of Fenton Works existing would be that Jack and Maddie are rogues who are open about their identities

Which could connect to why Danny is hiding his powers from them - unlike the original show, he has no reason to fear them taking the reveal badly, but he could want to keep his cape and civilian identities fully separate and thus not want to tell them lest they reveal it to the public

[fxsiondance]

@dyavol

He had been locked in combat with a new opponent across dimensions, across time and space. He hadn't anticipated that it would come down to such a showdown and he hasn't felt such pressure since fighting the Demon God. Memories working against him and given that each moment was costing him precious energy, the proclaimed demon king was putting up far more of a fight than he originally expected, getting ambushed by minions wasn't helping either and he certainly didn't want to stay here either. The battle was costly on both sides, he knows he'd permanently caused some type of damage to the creepy bastard, the way he was favoring his left side was proof and he aimed specifically for that weakness. His recklessness and urge to leave costing him as a blast assaulted his face, blinding him and in his attempt to try and see he could sense the huge mass of energy from two sides, one in front of him and another behind him. A yell of rage and pain escaping the fusion, more so anger as he dared not show weakness. It's a scorching pain as the blistering heat suddenly vanishes, the gravity changes all at once before he's suddenly crashing against dirt and grass, the loud crack of something behind him is the only indication that he'd slammed into something that broke his travel.

He lays there, catching his breath as each inhale hurts. He's covered in bruises, his flesh aches from what he can only imagine had been a point blank blast of a high concentration of ki. The barrier he'd placed around himself was broken, probably his saving grace from becoming more of a bloody carved up mess. Slowly does he move, arms aching with the effort put into lifting his body upwards, one eye open as the other remains closed, his vision still blurry but he could make out the view of the wormhole crackling with energy before abruptly closing. "Yeah. Screw you too." He spits out the blood gathering in his mouth. Arms trembling before he flops back down, slowly rolling onto his back to catch his breathe. The surroundings is...somewhat familiar. He swears it looks like an area he's been to before? No. It's all different just enough to be unique. He pauses when his blurry vision focuses on something coming towards him. "Who's there?"

[kiliofdurinsline]

Title: alter the course Fandom: Final Fantasy VII, Crisis Core FFVII, Pokemon Rating: T Relationships: none Length: 2k words Where to Read: Archive of Our Own Notes: I wrote this piece for Of Fantasy and Monster, a Final Fantasy VII/Pokemon crossover zine, as their guest writer! It was super fun to get to explore this fusion universe, and I'm super stoked to eventually write more for this AU (I had so many ideas, it was really hard to figure out what lore to cut and what to keep!)

Tifa had tried to make light conversation, at first. She’d stopped pouting when Sephiroth and Zack entered the reactor, instead asking Cloud what his name was, and how he liked Midgar, and what did he think of the SOLDIERs?

Cloud kept silent, heart hammering in his chest. His stomach in knots, he clenched his hands on the grip of his rifle to keep them from shaking. He didn’t dare to open his mouth, instead resolutely scanning the treeline and leaning his weight towards Zack’s Leafeon.

He cannot speak to Tifa. His throat feels dry and thick, like the words will stick. He hasn’t lived up to his promise, yet — how could he face her? He’s merely a private who’s failed the SOLDIER exam twice. He can’t even keep his squad safe; he winces at the thought of Evans, lost to the Nibel Mountains. There’s no way he could be the hero Tifa dreamed of. His face burns in shame at his boastful words two years ago.

Leafeon butts her face against his leg. Zack had proclaimed she was there to assist Cloud with guard duty. Cloud knows she’s really there to soothe his own nerves.

Tifa has given up on conversation now. She’s leaning against a tree, arms crossed and eyes closed. The noon sun shines brightly overhead, making Cloud sweat under his helmet. Tifa’s Sentret — a familiar face — and Machop — that one’s new to Cloud — are play-fighting nearby. He misses his Shinx, left in his Ma’s care when he left home. Maybe he’ll visit his Ma tonight.

An odd stillness settles over the clearing. Cloud tightens his grip on his rifle and scans the treeline. A shiver goes up his spine, and the hair stands up on the back of his neck.

Something isn’t right.

Finish reading on Ao3!

[inkfamy]

@puraiuddo Been struggling to work out what this scene wanted to be, but this prompt made it come together.

Coming up later on Saturated Sunlight...

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Megatron’s lip curls in a sneer, and he catches Sunstreaker’s swing in one huge fist. The yellow warrior grunts as the Decepticon squeezes and the metal of his servo screeches.

“You were no match for me in the pits,” the grey mech hisses, swinging his cannon into Sunstreaker’s face with a resounding clang, “and you’re no match for me now.”

Sunstreaker snarls at the taunt, ignoring the pain and the flashing of warnings the strike flags up. With a roar, he twists his hand free and swings round to shove shoulder up under Megatron’s chest. It’s a move he could use to send most other mechs careening back, but against the fearsome warrior it’s like trying to lift a mountain. Quickly changing tactics, he uses his proximity instead to pound his other fist over and over into the Decepticon’s abdominal plating, driving to crush into something delicate.

Roaring with fury, Megatron’s elbow pounds down into the back of his neck, sending static bursting across the yellow warrior’s vision, but he grits his denta and punches again. A black hand shoves across his chest, and he senses Megatron is trying to push him back far enough to bring his fusion cannon around for a strike. The tinny stench of a charging weapon confirms it, and Sunstreaker knows he has to stay in close. Yelling wordlessly, he twists enough to push his own arm up, pulls back, gains purchase with a pede and already he’s throwing his whole weight back to pull the larger mech over -

There’s a deafening boom that feels like it rattles through his struts, and something flickers on the edge of his vision, a moment of blue, and then he feels smaller arms around his midsection and something strikes and pulls at him. It doesn’t matter that his processor is flickering from the noise or that for a second he doesn’t know which way is up, because his body knows what to do and he twists himself hard, crashing pedes then knees into the ground and wrenching down. Rather than successfully pull him away, Thundercracker tumbles, striking the ground and in Sunstreaker’s grip the seeker yelps, crashing between the warrior and Megatron.

As light as the seeker might be, though, he launches himself into Sunstreaker again, thrusters burning hot and pushing him just a little back. Sunstreaker braces, pounds a fist into the mech’s cockpit and feels glass crunch, but Thundercracker only needs to twist out from between the two warriors, holding Sunstreaker’s arm just long enough for Megatron to find the space he needs and fire.

The resounding crack doesn’t come until after the bullet hits Megatron squarely in his raised arm, and with a burst the Decepticon leader’s shot is sent careening wide. Sunstreaker is already twisting himself down - taking Thundercracker by surprise - and a second round strikes the seeker in the chest. With a screech, and spraying shattered glass, Thundercracker throws himself out of the fray and into the sky, transforming and careening off with another earth-shattering boom.

Red optics shining with murder, Megatron is already turning down to Sunstreaker again, and the grey warrior roars with rage when a second shot strikes him.

“Sunstreaker! Are you okay?” the deep voice of Optimus Prime sounds concerned, and blue and red flash over Sunstreaker as the Autobot leader careens into Megatron.

Even as the two huge mechs begin their fight, Megatron roars with fury, “Skywarp, take out the sniper!”

Overhead there’s a flicker of black and purple, and Sunstreaker’s spark drops as Skywarp shoots across the sky, guns flickering with fire even before he gets close to range on Bluestreak’s spot.

Prime and Megatron well and truly engaged, Sunstreaker throws himself up and around. His tyres blow up dust as he Transforms and races at full speed in the wake of the seeker. The mere thought of the seeker daring to approach Bluestreak fills his fuel tank with a searing fury, and he tears across the ground faster, faster, faster.

Not as fast as a seeker, though. Frantically he lines up a missile, unleashing it and cursing when Skywarp flickers out of existence and the missile flies through nothing. The black and purple seeker flickers back, over Bluestreak’s position now, then bounces in and out of reality as another crack of rifle fire rings out. 

Sunstreaker pushes his engine to the limit, pain racking through him as the strain burns against his senses. Five car lengths ahead Skywarp flickers again, and his time a shot rings out and clips his wing. He flickers again, three car lengths, reappears on the ground beside Bluestreak’s grey form, throws a wild punch, two car lengths, Bluestreak whips the butt of the rifle around, striking the Seeker across the face, one car length, Skywarp flickers again. Sunstreaker throws himself forward and out of alt mode, optics wide to see the tiny flicker as the seeker materialises again.

Skywarp appears again, not in melee range but metres up in the sky. But before his dark form solidifies, Bluestreak is dropping down to the ground on his back, rifle up and ready and squeezing the trigger.

Sunstreaker sails past, seeing Skywarp’s cockpit shatter as the shot takes him in the chest even as he materialises. The yellow speedster clangs into the ground, flipping to alt mode to absorb the shock and then back again to come up and move back in to swing.

Skywarp flickers again, Bluestreak rolls up, turning, aiming. Up close the rile’s boom rivals Thundercracker’s and even as Skywarp materialises and the shot clips his wing, Bluestreak brings the seeker crashing to earth with a split second follow up. 

Sunstreaker stumbles, taken momentarily by surprise but still filled with bloodlust. He takes a step towards the groaning form even as Bluestreak swings the rifle butt round like a staff. Skywarp yelps, then flickers. Sunstreaker looks for where the Decepticon will appear -

“He’s mine, Sunstreaker,” Bluestreak shouts back, turning as if he can sense the seeker and firing off another shot as Skywarp materialises metres to his right. 

Sunstreaker’s spark doesn’t listen, though, and he draws his blaster to aim round as Skywarp flickers again.

“I won’t let him -” he begins to promise I won’t let him hurt you, the vision of Bluestreak’s grief and fear stark in his memory.

Crack. Skywarp squeals as the shot blows a hole through his wing.

“I said he’s mine,” Bluestreak isn’t even looking at Sunstreaker as he flicks the rifle’s bolt action and throws himself down in a roll as Skywarp flickers again, raining gunfire down at the sniper. The soldier’s tone is sharp when he adds, “Don’t you trust me to fight?”

A moment of double vision, as Sunstreaker reconciles the trauma with the soldier. 

The capable warrior before him.

He flips back to alt mode, tyres screaming against the rock as he charges back to the frontline fray. 

On his comms, Bluestreak flickers an acknowledging ping.

[browneyesandhair]

All of your street light eyes by skyekingsleigh

Summary:

“Please,” he says softly, closing his eyes. If he opens them he’d see the hatred in her own, the hurt, and he’s not sure he’s strong enough to take it. “Are we really going to get into this?” She’s silent for a few grueling seconds, letting his words cook in the heated space between their icy bodies before she tells him simply, “I liked your eyes better red.” OR Percy and Annabeth are mates, and they haven't seen each other for 65 years. Twilight AU.

Relationship: Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson

Characters: Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Grover Underwood, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Chiron, Clarisse La Rue, Leo Valdez, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Chris Rodriguez, Luke Castellan, Aro,

Additional Tags: AU, AU - Twilight Fusion, Vampires, Volturi, percy still has his powers, AU - Soulmates, Soulmates, Mates, Mates (Twilight), Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Lovers to Enemies, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Suicide,

Notes: This is so incredible - taking a framework from Twilight and seamlessly placing the Percy Jackson characters into it? I'm obsessed. Highly recommend.

(This is part of my year of recs. I'm trying to share some of my favorite stories on tumblr. I've set up a series of Soulmate recs for each month on the 15th, but these will be randomly dispersed throughout the year.)

[nimpseudo]

Thoughts on Aroace Peridot and Nuance in Representation

(This post is both a late contribution to Arospec Awareness Week and a very late reflection on this Variety interview with Rebecca Sugar, published back in November 2023 for the 10-year anniversary of SU's premiere. It is also inspired by the excellent SU analysis of @love-takes-work.)

“That is something that we also wanted to show on [Steven Universe]. Not everyone has to be waiting for a relationship, whether it’s a relationship to lose themselves in, or to make themselves realize something about themselves that they need. You can also realize that that’s not something that you need.”

- Rebecca Sugar on Peridot's intentional aroace coding

Let's talk about Gem fusion, aspec identity and allegory, and everyone's favorite aro-colored Angry Little Slice of Pie, Peridot.

The concept of fusion in Steven Universe is robust enough to support many different meanings and metaphors as the story unfolds. As introduced in the early Season One episode "Giant Woman," fusion is the physical manifestation of a relationship among two or more Gems, in the form of a new, larger Gem with a composite personality and greater abilities. Even when performed for a utilitarian purpose, it holds emotional and social significance for the characters involved—and how could it not, when it gives form, face, and shared consciousness to their interpersonal connection? I would describe fusion as an inhuman intimacy ritual that not only engages the body and mind (like many forms of physical affection among humans) but also redraws the borders of the self (like the construction of an intimate partnership). Clearly, there is potential here for both aromantic and asexual coding. There are also significant hurdles to getting the latter on screen.

The limitations that come with writing for a younger demographic can inspire creative and thoughtful queer narratives that help children build compassionate, progressive worldviews. This has only become truer in the years since SU dared to push the envelope and pave the way. This show excelled at presenting subjects like same-gender affection, trans self-discovery, nonbinary identity, and disinterest in typically romantic activities and gestures, both through quiet normalization—with or without the use of specific labels—and through allegories for more complex struggles and joys. 

Even now, though, representing asexuality in a children's cartoon, which by its nature does not deal directly with sexual themes, is tricky. The fluid polysemy of fusion underlies much of SU's queer theming and character writing; but how do you represent asexuality through a character's attitude toward fusion without implicitly conflating this magical ability with sex? I honestly would not have blamed the creators for steering clear of the subject entirely, given that they were already working under threat of cancellation and fighting for every scrap of queerness that made it into the show. But Maya Petersen and other members of the Crewniverse managed to thread the needle.

You can argue, as I'm sure people have, that if all Gems are biologically asexual, and only one anomalous Gem (Rose Quartz) has even experienced sex, then disinterest in fusion can only ever represent aromanticism as an identity and can never be extrapolated to sexual orientation. But that strikes me as a superficial argument, closing off avenues for character analysis and undercutting the very deliberate queer dimension to the writing.

Before reading the above-linked Variety interview with Rebecca Sugar, my response might have been this: None of the fusion relationships we see onscreen in SU are sexual in nature, but this doesn't mean that fusion can't hold that meaning for any Gem or human*, or that a lack of interest in fusion can't serve as an analogy to asexual identity within the narrative. And that's all still true. However, this counterargument is missing something, and that's a child-centered perspective. 

Some young children may be aware of asexuality, especially if they know adults who identify as such and have explained it to them in an approachable way. But what does it mean, practically, for a child to know that "asexual" is one way for a person to be, and a word and community that they may or may not find fitting or welcoming to their older selves? Well, they should understand that while many people's ideal future involves an intimate partner or spouse, often comprising a nuclear family unit, there are infinite other paths to happiness and fulfillment. And they should be firmly instilled with the idea that their body is their own, and no one can force them to do things with it that discomfort or simply disinterest them.

Peridot—who is not a child, but is an outsider and an initial skeptic of the Crystal Gems' ways—models all of this beautifully in her welcome-to-Earth arc, reflecting asexual and aromantic experiences simultaneously**. She demonstrates intellectual curiosity around fusion and arrives at a deeper understanding of it through the lens of a fictional pairing she's invested in, but she ultimately decides that the real thing isn't for her, and she is comfortable and steadfast in that decision. Her guide in this exploration is Garnet, who values fusion to the highest degree but doesn't take Peridot's aversion personally—in fact, she immediately says she's proud of Peridot for trying something new but backing out when it stops feeling right; and for endeavoring to understand Garnet better while honoring her own inner truth. Absolutely incredible.

Could this representation have been more overt? In theory, yes. Given the time period and context and executive constraints, likely not. Is it a problem that Peridot is a nonhuman, an alien? Maybe for some people, though I feel that if a character is written with depth and personality, they've already dodged the actual harmful conceptions of ace and aro people as robotic, soulless, or inhuman—even if they happen to be a robot or extraterrestrial. Steven Universe features a diverse cast of nonhumans, all of whom feel deeply and approach fusion from different perspectives; Peridot simply holds one attitude among many. Is it harmful for the ace- and aro-coded character to also be the most noticeably autistic-coded character? I can't personally answer that, except to point out that the SU fandom, like the general population, includes many people who exist in the overlap of those identities and deserve prominence in this discussion. If this post reaches any autistic aspec fans, please share your thoughts. As for the notion that Peridot is infantilized... it's probably for the best that the planned scene with her sitting in a high chair got cut, but regardless, she is an adult. She is competent in some areas and naïve in others; she starts off about as emotionally immature as Amethyst and grows just as far, without ever losing her sense of fun or bombast. Sounds pretty aspirational to me.

(It would be false to say that Amethyst and Peridot are my favorite characters because their coloring matches the ace and aro flags, but it's a delightful coincidence.)

Aroace representation is sparse enough in adult media, where there are theoretically no barriers to mapping out the identity in full. In a child-friendly show, it's pretty astonishing to not see the "ace" factor sublimated into the aro coding to produce a character who's merely uninterested in dating or marriage. I'm not sure there's a way around that in cartoons about normal humans doing normal human things, though I'd love to see another queer-positive kids' show tackle the challenge***. But within the character-driven sci-fantasy of SU, the concept of fusion is fertile ground for laying out these nuances of bodily autonomy and selfhood-within-community, in a way that serves the fictional characters as much as it encourages emotional development in the children watching.

One more reason—as if we needed another—to love this cartoon about learning how many ways there are to love.

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[On a mostly unrelated note, Steven and Connie are a shining example of a lifelong loving relationship that flows beyond the narrow banks of the friendship-to-romance streamline that audiences tend to expect from young boy-girl friend pairs. It is so, so important to me that we never see their first "real" kiss onscreen, because that milestone changes nothing about the love and devotion they feel for each other. I was very confused, and honestly peeved, when I saw bloggers excitedly declaring Connverse to be "canon" after their casual little kiss in the final scene of Future, because... Steven and Connie have always been together in every way that matters. When was this ever in question? Even within the morass of mortification that is "Together Forever", the show never once entertained the notion that their relationship might not survive. They will continue to be jam buds and best friends and fusion partners and absolute cuties even as an old married couple; we've known this since early days. So who cares about the specific gestures they choose to communicate their affection? (Less diplomatically, I'm very tired of the rigid equation of mouth kiss = romantic = official = canon, and all its equally flawed rephrasings and corollaries, that lead people to denounce some of the queerest stories around as "bait" because there wasn't enough implied saliva.) As individual characters, Connie and Steven may or may not be ace and/or aro, but there's a lovely, refreshing queerplatonic reading to be found in their friendship regardless—and I am so grateful to the crew for simply writing them as kids who think the world of one another.]

Footnotes:

* For example, I do think Rose Quartz was as ace as the rest of them, irrespective of her sexual experimentation with Greg and her other human lovers. But those encounters are hardly framed as thoughtless or meaningless. I imagine Rose as being fascinated by the differences in human and Gem intimacy, and reaching conclusions that subsequently informed and colored her subjective experience of both acts. This is not territory that the show would or should have ventured into, nor is it something I'm personally interested in reading or writing, but it's a valid axis for mature fan discussion nonetheless.

** Not to mention a bit of anti-imperialist deprogramming, as her understanding of fusion expands from "tactical display of force in battle" to "expression of trust and camaraderie, for communal benefit or simply personal enjoyment," and beyond.

*** Lilith from The Owl House is great, and online bonus materials are definitely a step up from Word-of-God pronouncements with no follow-through. But they're still not part of the show canon, and that's a shame.