#Wonder Woman 211

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Legends Are Made | Lewis Hamilton x Female Reader

Summary : 9 months after Ayrton Senna's fatal crash , Y/N Senna Da Silva was born in Rome , Italy and was defined by destiny carrying the same talent as her father's . At the very young age of 2 Y/N developed an interest upon her father's job and then entered the fascinating world of F1 . Growing up and moving from F3 to F2 her dream to bring back her father's legacy seemed to finally come true , when she joined the Mercedes AMG Petronas team , becoming the first woman on the F1 grid . What she did not expect was that she would fall in love with an 5 times world time F1 champion , Lewis Hamilton .

TW : Mentions and descriptions of Ayrton Senna's fatal crash from the autopsy , Max is super mean upon the reader ( Red Bull is an absolute shit in this ) , anxiety and panick attacks , a lot of angst(y feeling's ) , tears ( both of sadness and happiness ) , Ayrton visit's the reader ( I was crying when I wrote this ) , but extreme fluff towards the end .

This idea came up to me back in May 1 of this year , and while I was listening to the song above Legends Are Made by Sam Tinnesz , I could not help myself and think of all the things that could have happened if Ayrton had a daughter with the same talent . After 3 months working on this I finally finished it .

Just remember that English is not my first language , so if you spot any mistakes just bare with me . ( It is a tw on it's own ) .

PS : I do not usually pour my entire heart and soul on every imagine that I write , but I actually did in this one - and I am proud of it - I hope you like it . I was literally crying the whole time .

Edit : Still crying .

19k words - i got reallyy away with this one

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May , 1 1994 Imola , Italy - San Marino Grand Prix

Lap 7 . . . the  car left the racing line at Tamburello and ran in a straight line off the track and struck an unprotected concrete barrier .

He tried to brake down .

He really did .

The car hit the wall at a shallow angle, tearing off the right front wheel and nose cone with 211 km/h .

" Ayrton Senna crashed after the Tamburello corner and smashed with the barrier . Red Flag . The safety car is on it's way . We may need an ambulance for this . " The presenter said with an anxious tone in his voice .

Ayrton tried moving his head but the pain was insufferable .

After that he lost his vision and everything turned black .

" Ayrton Senna Da Silva , a truly staggering talent is dead at the age of 34 years old , after crashing his W16 on the concrete barrier . We lost without any doubt one of the best or maybe the best F1 racing driver." The same presenter said after a couple of hours after the incident .

Ayrton Senna Da Silva - your father - was dead .

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January 8th 1995 , Rome , Italy

It was a sunny but cold day when your mother gave birth to you .

Y/N Senna Da Silva . . . the one and only daughter of the F1 champion Ayrton Senna .

You did not know it yet but you would grow up without your dad .

Although you carried something very special within your heart .

His talent was passed over to you , something that your mother tried desperately to avoid .

At the young age of 2 , after watching for the first time a F1 race , one of your dad's , you could not help but wonder about all these fast cars that were racing in big circles .

You were amazed by the colors and the sounds of the engine's .

Your mother did everything in her power to keep you away from F1 and she thought she had succeeded , until one day when she picked you up from the Kindergarten you were crying and sniffling your nose.

When she asked you what happened the only answer you could give was more tears and the phrase " The other kids say that I don't have a dad , because he left me . "

That phrase still keeps you and your mother awake at night .

After that incident she decided to show you one of your father's races.

You loved it .

Little did she know that you had the same talent as your father and she could not keep you away from it .

After a couple of months , you entered the F1 worlds by going into karting .

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By the time you were 15 years old , you were able to perfectly drive a F3 car . Your coach said that it would be too easy for you to move from karting to F3 and then F2 .

" You are just like your father . " Your mother said to you on your first big crash .

You had a few big scratches but nothing that could stop you from raicing .

" What do you mean ? " You asked her back trying to convince your mother on telling you more .

After a few hours of you talking you found out more information about your father's tragic death .

" I saw it live on the TV . He was motionless . He had so many injuries ih his head . There was so much blood . You could see it from afar . Thereafter he did not move again . He called me before the race saying that he had a feeling , that something bad will happen to him."

" How ironic " She thought .

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' The resemblance is almost scary . ' You thought while you were looking at your debut photo , that the Mercedes AMG Petronas team had published .

It was 100 % sure that you were your father's daughter .

You had the exact same curls at the end of your hair , big honey color doe eyes , that cute little nose and those same full dark pink lips .

You even had the same stance .

Same fashion style . Heck even some clothes of his where now on your closet .

You were practically the same .

But you were not on the same F1 team .

While your father had the best time in McLaren , you joined the Mercedes AMG Petronas team in 2015 .

Being 25 years old you became the youngest amongst everyone , but what made it even worse is that you were the first woman on the F1 grid .

The night before your first public appearance you couldn't sleep .

You were worried and anxious .

Thinking about people's opinions made it even worse that it already was .

Getting up you decided to go to the kitchen at take those sleeping pills your doctor prescribed for you .

And before you knew it you entered the dream space - or so you thought .

" You know that you can not go on like this for long right ? " A man's voice spoke from your left side of the bed .

A voice you have heard before but can not pinpoint exactly where .

" This is not a dream Y/N you can answer me . "

Y/N .

He knows my name .

' I know his voice . ' You thought .

And then it hit you right in the face .

" Dad ? " You asked tears on your face while you where slowly turning to his direction .

He smiled .

He smiled to you .

Your dad smiled to you .

Suddenly you felt someone embracing you - a soft kiss on your forehead .

You hugged him back .

Your dad was here - hugging you and telling you he loves you .

" I am always with you , you are safe . " He told you .

By now you were crying uncontrollably .

" I love you so much Y/N . "

" Do not leave me alone dad . Please . " You begged him through sobs.

" Never Y/N . I love you ." He said to you one last time before you fell asleep .

And he was right .

He never left your side .

You woke up after 8 hours of sleeping , with his cross on your nightstand beside the photo you had of him .

You were safe .

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One year had passed since you first saw your father for the first time .

Everything was going great with the team - almost .

You and Lewis Hamilton were practically best friends by now .

' The best duo on the whole grid ' . Everyone said .

Fans going crazy on Twitter shiping both of you .

You had become great friends with Daniel Riccardo and Carlos Sainz.

You had a good relationship with Fernando Alonso and Perez although you did not talk much , but you respected each other .

You and Valtteri Bottas became buddy's through Tiffany and you had the best time pranking Lewis .

Sebastian Vettel was something else entirely .

He respected you and helped you in any way possible . Being the oldest one in the grid helping others with his own ways , made him the father of the grid .

The only one who did not speak to you was Verstappen .

Max Verstappen .

He looked at you with such hate .

Did not talk at you .

Even when you had to sit net to him in interviews he always switched seats with somebody else .

Atleast you were thankful that nothing ever happened .

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Two years had passed by .

The best two years of your life .

Your relationship with Lewis was stronger than before .

At least that's what you thought from your part .

You liked him .

Actually you liked him even more than a friend .

God you even loved him at this point .

But you desided to keep it to yourself , not wanting to mess up your frienship or even worse jeopardize your partnership .

Valtteri joined Mercedes and for once you though that they would ask you to transfer , but Toto Wolff would never do it . Especially after watching you getting close to Susie an having the best time babysitting their kids .

In the Brazilian GP of 2017 you finished first place earning the respect of Kimi Raikkonen and becoming close buddy's .

You were always sending food posts and memes in each other and you even died from laughter when you first watched Jackass while babysitting his kids .

Everything was going great until the Abu Dhabi GP .

Valtteri finished first , Lewis second , Sebastian third , Kimi fourth , you fifth and in the sixth place Max .

You had overtake him in last possible minute earning your place in your father's hometown - something that Max did not like at all and decided to make it show in the press conference later .

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" My name is Joseph from the F1 Magazine and my question is for Miss Y/N Senna . Y/N you were so good today and I am a 100 % that next year you will win the Championship . I can not help but wonder though and it is something that a lot of people are asking - today you came in the grid with some of your father's clothes . Is there a particular reason ? " He asked you .

" I actually do it all the time since some of his clothes fit me and I believe that he had the best style back then and since now Lewis has stolen that place I need to bring it back . " You answered smiling and making a little joke about Lewis that alot of people loved .

Especially him .

" That is great . My next question is for everyone and it is about what cars do you drive . Can we start with Mr . Vettel . " The interviewer asked with a smile .

" Well I have a Golf . " Carlos said and everybody laughed .

" And you Max ? " The guy asked him .

" I drive a Ferrari , not like someone else that drives a Golf or an almost 30 year old car . " Max said hating on Carlos and you .

You drove your father's famous red Honda NSX and actually own a really big percentage of the Honda NSX cars and you were extremely proud about it .

" Okay . See you on Twitter . " Carlos said know full well that Max is going to get so many new haters .

Sebastian was not proud , Kimi was laughing at Max's stupidity , Daniel was embarrassed and Lewis was furious .

" Y/N what do you have to say about this ? " The guy named Joseph asked you .

" First of all I agree with Carlos and second I am proud of driving such a car . Actually you can ask Mr. Mibe the CEO of Honda and he can assure you that my 30 year old Honda's are far more better that just a plain Ferrari . Thank you . " You answered making everyone in the room speechless .

" Well I totally agree . " Sebastian said laughing .

" She owns the division of the Honda Acura , she can buy all the Ferrari's he owns and plenty more . " Kimi said making everyone speechless again .

Carlos was right , because Twitter was going wild after the press conference was published .

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To say that you were mentally drained was a statement .

You were currently crying your eyes out .

Lewis and his dog Roscoe were on your side .

" I just wished the season didn't end like this . " You said while Lewis was hugging you .

" It's okay silly , everyone is on your side . Look even Kimi talked after a really long time . " Lewis said and you both laughed .

Suddenly you were both looking at each other in the eyes and before you noticed it Lewis had capped your face in his palms and pressed his lips at you .

You were so shocked that you did not realize that you had not kissed him back .

Your unresponsiveness made him believe that he was getting wrong .

'' I am so sorry Y/N I kno that you did- " Lewis said but you interupted him .

" Why did you stop ? " You asked him making him froze in his tracks .

It is safe to say that he kissed you back again something that went on about hours and hours on end until Roscoe got jealous of it and started to bark in your faces .

You stayed in Lewis hands for a while , until a scared Toto stormed inside the room .

" Next GP ? Imola , San Marino circuit . " He announced for both of you to hear , but was looking directly at you .

Imola , San Marino - where your father had lost his life .

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May , 1 2018 Imola , Italy - San Marino Grand Prix

"Today's atmosphere is heavy . We are in San Marino , Imola circuit where Ayrton Senna lost his life . Now we are waiting for the race to start as we have Y/N Senna Da Silva driving for the Mercedes AMG Petronas team . Toto Wolff specifically asked for the press to not be outside of the Mercedes pit . Y/N is already anxious and worried enough . We hope and pray for the best . In my opinion she is the best driver of this generation . " The same presenter that witnessed your father's death , spoke about you .

' 5 minutes till the race start's ' . You said to yourself .

You were inside your car , wearing your father's famous yellow helmet, his cross on your neck inside of your clothes .

Lewis had begged you not to do it .

Daniel and Carlos were totally afraid .

Kimi had retired .

Sebastian knew that it was dangerous but you wouldn't badge .

Your boyfriend - Lewis - was looking at you , pleading you with his eyes from his car to not do it .

Valtteri did not intervene .

You started from P4 , Sebastian in P3 , Valtteri in P2 and Lewis in P1 .

And the race started .

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You don't know how many laps you had done , you weren't counting them .

Everytime you approached the Tamburello racing line until you pass it , your heart was dropping on your stomach , you had trouble breathing .

You were thinking of him .

You thinking about your father .

Your mind was your enemy at this point telling you to 'look at the corner' .

You heart your companion was telling you 'do not look at the corner' .

'What if I lose control of the car and smash into the barier ? '

' What if I die ? '

' Mom is going to be devastated . '

'Lewis . . . oh my Lewis . . . '

' What if ? '

But despite your heart telling you to not look at the corner near the racin line in Tamburello , you did it and what you saw made everything stop .

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It is like you were watching the scene unfold it's self from afar .

You were back in 1994 .

Your car was on the other side of the road parked - you standing at the side of it .

Suddenly your father's car ran off the track and was struck an unprotected concrete barrier at 211km/h .

You could hear everything .

You could see everything .

You could smell everything .

Blood -

Your father's blood -

Tears streamed on your face like falls , your hands trembling while you were running to your father to save him .

But Death was far more powerful .

Before you could go and grab him , a hand engulfed your right wrist .

Your dad was standing besides you - his unconscious body still inside the car .

You started panicking , blindness covering your eyes - head dizzy .

" Y/N breath for me come on honey listen to me . " Your dad instructed you .

Trying to concentrate on your father's voice , you did not see his body getting lift out ofthe car , bones broken , blood everywhere .

After a while your father took you back to the side of your car , watching himself being lifted into a helicopter .

" What was the last thing you felt ? " You asked him .

" The taste of blood in my mouth and pain . " He answered calmly .

" I love you dad . " You said to him and hugged him again searching for his embrace .

You cried again .

" I love you too . Stop unsettling your mind with uneasy thoughts and go finish that race . Okay champion ? " Your father said to you before placing a soft kiss on your forehead .

Suddenly you were inside you car racing at 211km/h passing the Tamburello racing line - with your father's voice saying that he loves you watching him with tears in your eyes waiving at you from the corner .

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" AND Y/N SENNA DA SILVA IS THE WINNER OF THE IMOLA GRAND PRIX AND THE F1 WORLD CHAMPION OF 2018 " . The presenter scream in his microphone when your car overtook Sebastian's and finished in 1st place .

Your team was screaming , but all you could see and hear was your father saying ' I love you ' and ' I am so proud of you ' .

Only when Lewis hand landed on your shoulder you looked up - at him with tears in your red eyed from crying .

He helped you to get out of your car , took of your helmet and your balaclava , staring at you .

He grabbed your face - " What happened love ? " He asked you .

" I saw everything Lewis . I saw my dad . "

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You were currently standing with the Brazilisn flag on your shoulders , trophy on your hands , closed eys and head looking up , while everyone - even the fans - were all silent .

After you rised for your national anthem you asked for a minute of silence for your father .

The wind was blowing - and when something made you shiver but feel safe at the same time - you knew that your father was sitting besides you .

After one minute tears of happiness fell from your eyes .

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2023

You are now 28 years old , married with Lewis from 2019 with one beautiful baby boy .

You were still racing .

But today was a special day .

It was your son's birtand he was turning 3 years old .

You've desided with Lewis to go and wake him up , since you've prepared his favourite breakfast and after you would let him open his gifts .

" Goodmorning Ayrton Happy Birthday honey " You both said to your son to wake him up .

Mom's and Dad's and Thank you's could be heard all over the apartment as your son was driving his toy car around the house while holding a cookie .

Chocolate was plastered all over his face .

You were both happy smiling at him .

And then suddenly you heard your son screaming in the leaving room-

" I woak up in a new Ferrari . "

" I swear I am going to kill Carlos and Charles the moment I see them." Lewis said to you while you were uncontrollably laughing .

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Gasp, Imposter!

Nightwing x Reader (T)

[Y/n] is a newer Bludhaven-based vigilante who has been steadily gaining the trust of a certain blue and black bird-themed masked hero. after he goes MIA for a week, he returns looking....slightly different.

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I sit atop a building, listening to my completely-normal-totally-not-altered radio for any reported crime. It's weird resorting back to this odd secretive and secluded way of patroling but ever since Nightwing up and disappeared last Monday, I have no choice. He was slowly becoming my patrolling partner as much as he swore up and down that he "didn't want me around" and how I was "such a nuisance seriously go bother someone else" but he's a real softy under that dumb spandex exterior. He even gave me a special in-ear a couple of weeks ago just so he could talk to me, even if we were only several blocks away, checking in to make sure I was fairing well and even calling me if he needed help. He's gone though. Where? I don't know but god, hopefully he's okay.

A crackling through the radio snaps me out of my Nightwing-centered trance. I turn it up a little so I can hear the voices better.

...I have reports of a 211 on Red Line South. Backup requested immediately.

The dispatcher sounds a little worried. Maybe a bit too worried for a supposed robbery in progress. Jumping to my feet, I decided that the edge in her voice is enough of a reason for me to go check that out. I shake the nerves off for what feels like the 80th time that week and remind myself that this is not my first rodeo and it will not be the last. I do some stretching, sharing away any nerves. Welcoming that familiar light buzz that fills me every time I know I'm gonna kick some ass and help someone in this shitty town. I take a final deep breath. And I jump. Grappling from building to building. Flying and dipping through the air. As I soar through the sky I can't help but let out a cry of excitement and anticipation. I love this part of my night.

It's when I'm about halfway to Red Line that I see him. Nightwing, just a few buildings over running and jumping in the same direction as me. Does he see me? Does he know I've been worried sick about him for days? Unable to sleep because I had no idea what had happened to him? I go to yell his name but he plummets into an alley before my mouth gets a chance to form the "n". Landing on a fire escape, I wonder if I should go find him and tell him how sick I've been. How I've missed his stupid voice.

"Put the weapon away now!" A loud booming voice shouts, shaking me to my core. He sounds rough and gritty and one would think he was the criminal in question with a dangerous voice like that. Looking down I see Nightwing with his escrima sticks wielded and realize that I was once again a victim to my own thought and while I was pining over him he managed to sprint 2 blocks over to where I am now. I make a move to jump down but that's when I notice something really interesting. He's grown at least like 4 inches? Right? I mean he is looming over that robber- who, upon further examination, did in fact shoot that cop that was on the scene- but the robber couldn't be any taller than me....

I stay at my place on the fire escape and watch as this Nightwing skillfully disarms the menace while causing minimal damage to the man whose name is Doug because of course, returns the bag to the woman who was cowering around the corner, and checks on and stays with the cop lying on the side of the alley until his backup finally shows up 45 minutes later. The whole time I'm watching this I'm taking mental notes. His mannerisms are much stiffer and strict, he's not making his signature quips, and he definitely didn't do some sort of dumb flip while he was fighting that man which he almost always seems to do. When the backup arrives I make my escape to the top of the building. I had nothing to do with that altercation- even though I siked myself up and prepared for the fight of a lifetime with Doug the burglar- so there's really no reason for me to deal with any sort of cops tonight. I sit on the roof thinking about all the differences I spotted while observing Nightwing tonight and I decide that there's 100% something going on with him. Maybe he's ill? No, that can't be it he would've just stayed home, no? Well then maybe he's decided to turn a newer, more serious leaf? Noooo I don't think that's it either he really loves sassily fighting crime. Maybe he's brainwashed? But then why would he still be actively saving people? Wouldn't the brainwashers want him to go underground or something? I really don't think they'd-

"Who are you and why were you watching me?" The man parading as Nightwing snarls. God damn you, brain. I turn around to look for him. I don't see him at first But I know he's up here somewhere. That's when I saw him. A figure in the shadow. Hes big. Bigger than Nightwing that's for sure. Even though he's standing several feet away you can tell that this man is built like a brick house.

"Who are you and why are you pretending to be Nightwing?"

He's silent. Then he says, "I asked you first."

"Yeah okay, that's really mature. I'm Vulpine. You're impersonating my friend and I want to know why. Now you," I tilt my head up to show him I'm not fucking around.

"I'm a friend of Nightwing's. He's going to be out of town for a while but he wanted me to come here and make sure the city is doing fine." The man says this in a curt tone that makes it clear that he isn't going to answer any more questions I ask.

Tsk.

"And you had to dress like him?" Even though I can't see his face I just know he's staring at me.

"I had to make sure I didn't raise any eyebrows." He is very rapidly getting tired of me already. It makes me giddy.

"Hate to break it to you, dude, but little 5-foot-8-biult-like-a-dancer Nightwing is now.... what are you like 6 feet tall? He's somehow grown 4 whole inches in the past week and he's magically built like a freight train? Yeah fucking right. It would've been better if you just showed up in whatever you wear normally. Something akin to a bat, mayhaps?"

"You can't just say 'mayhaps'-"

"I can."

"No. You can't. Listen, I don't know what you know but it's clearly too much. I will be having a discussion with Nightwing about this as soon as possible. If I find out you were lying for even a second, I will find you." He steps out of the shadow he is under to deliver that last line. He's dramatic. I like him.

"Yeah, alright. When you talk to him tell him I miss him. Okay?" I give "Nightwing" a lopsided smile and decide that maybe tonight is not a patrol night. I salute the man and turn, jumping from the roof and grappling away. As I swing toward my house I can only hope that Batman- because that was clearly Batman- relays my message to the real Nightwing.

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My first fic on here omg! This was loosely based on the newest edition of the Nightwing comic where Bruce dresses up as Nightwing and watches over Bludhaven for him. I thought It would be funny to write because clearly Bruce is built very differently from Dick and I just think it would be SOOOO obvious to others that it wasn't their typical Nightwing. It's not technically a Nightwing/ Reader fic buuuutttttttt it's like implied maybe. Like if you squint there's a small bit of chemistry and a lot of pining. Maybe I'll make another part.

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through the hourglass 246. brb x oc

a/n: my connection might hate me...but not enough to PREVENT THIS (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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Her awkward little shrug followed by her nervous laugh didn’t help the situation and Rooster had to hold onto the chair before sitting down, hands splaying on the table,  “...what did you say?”

‘The Haltons…invited us to dinner.”

Rooster inhaled sharply, then looked around, only to keep his wide eyes to Beatrice, “When?”

“Um…Friday.” she mutters, “T-This friday.”

Rooster's eyebrows shot up in surprise at Beatrice's mention of an invitation from the Haltons. He couldn't help but wonder about the timing of this dinner invitation, especially given the recent revelation about Mark’s possible involvement in his promotion.

Allegedly.

"That's…” fucking weird “..unexpected. Do they say why they want to have dinner with us?"

Beatrice shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her gaze avoiding Rooster's for a moment. "Well," she began, her voice hesitant, "Miranda mentioned that they wanted to uhh,know us better. Those things,I didn’t give her an answer yet,Roos. All I did was say we’d think about it.”

Rooster's mind raced as he tried to process the news. He couldn't shake the feeling that there might be more to this dinner than met the eye, especially given the timing.He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair as he contemplated the situation. "Know us better?" he echoed, his voice filled with uncertainty. "I mean, we've known them for a while now. It just seems...sudden, doesn't it?"

Beatrice nodded in agreement, her own thoughts mirroring Rooster's. "It does," she admitted. "And given everything that's been happening lately, I can't help but wonder if there's a specific reason behind the invitation."

Rooster's fingers tapped on the table’s surface, his tongue peeking out to lick his lips, “...yeah,” he knew she was talking about the whole thing that they’ve been doing. Showing up at the same places they were, asking weird things…she had no idea about Mark’s possible involvement.

And he should tell her about it as soon as possible.

Beatrice hesitated for a moment before responding. "It's odd. Miranda came here when Shells was home too and…well…”

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“Open the door!”

“I am!” even if she didn’t want to, even if Beatrice wanted to keep Miranda Halton away and distant from her house…she couldn’t just ignore her especially since her constant knocking and bell ringing could wake Nicole up. It already made Eleanor growl not too far from where they stood.

She looks down at herself briefly, checking if she was alright - she was wearing just jeans and a t-shirt, nothing more - before approaching the door. She breathed in to keep herself together, then slapped on a small smile as soon as she opened, “Mirand-”

“Beatrice!Oh! How wonderful to see you!” and the woman hugged her, the sudden interaction making the brunette blink wide eyed and keep her own hands at hips level. She couldn’t even comprehend that Miranda was kissing her cheeks as a greeting, “How are you?”

As Miranda pulled back and inquired about her well-being, Beatrice couldn't help but feel a bit flustered. She cleared her throat and tried to find her footing in the conversation. "I'm... okay," she replied, her voice slightly hesitant. "How-How are you?"

Miranda's grin widened, and she seemed unfazed by Beatrice's demeanor. "Oh, I'm absolutely fabulous, darling," she replied with a flourish of her hand. "Life is a grand adventure, isn't it?"

“Weird.” comes Shells’ voice from the back, quietly, just loud enough for Bea to hear.

Beatrice couldn't help but offer a polite smile in response. “I…I guess,hah.”

“I have a little something for you~!”Miranda then reached into her fanny pack and produced a folded paper, her tone shifting to something more mysterious. Beatrice could practically feel the eye roll coming from Shells, who was undoubtedly close, observing the exchange.

"Oh,ah, for me?" Beatrice inquired, her curiosity piqued despite herself. She took the proffered paper and unfolded it, scanning the contents to see what Miranda had in store.

Miranda watched Beatrice with a twinkle in her eye, clearly relishing the anticipation. "I thought you two might be interested in joining us for dinner," she said with a mischievous smile. "It's going to be simply divine."

She glanced up at Miranda, holding the invitation at arm’s length. "Dinner?" she repeated, still trying to process the unexpected invitation. "That's... really kind of you, Miranda. We didn't expect this." or at all, honestly.

Miranda's smile widened, and she nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, I insist, darling," she replied. "We simply must catch up, and I thought it would be delightful to share a meal together."

Beatrice considered the invitation, then wondered what could’ve happened in one week that Miranda would want to catch up with. “Let me check with Rooster," Beatrice said, her voice still tinged with uncertainty. "But, thank you, Miranda. It's very…sweet of you to invite us."

Miranda clapped her hands together with excitement. "Splendid!" she exclaimed. "I'll leave you to it, then. Just let me know when you've decided, and we'll make all the arrangements. Bye bye!" more air kissing and Beatrice watched her walk away before she could stop the blonde woman from doing so.

Her green eyes dropped to the invitation, it seemed a lot of work just for a simple dinner for them and her brows furrowed, “Ugh…this is a mess.”

“You aren’t going to go,right?”Shells asks as Beatrice closed the door after Miranda's departure, following her friend into her house, “Right?”

“I need to talk to Roos.” she mutters, “And…figure out what to do.”

Shells looked shocked and befuddled, tossing her hands up, “Girl, say no. You can’t go to that place, you said yourself you guys don’t trust the Haltons!”

Beatrice and Shells settled into Beatrice's cozy living room, the weight of Miranda's invitation hanging in the air. Shells leaned forward, her expression a mix of concern and disbelief.

"Bea, you can't seriously be considering this," Shells exclaimed. "You've told me enough about the Haltons to know that this is a bad idea."

Beatrice sighed, running a hand through her hair as she tried to process everything. "I know, Shells," she replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "But …I dunno,I’ll have to talk to Rooster about it. And I can't ignore the fact that Nicole might be waking up soon, and I don't want her to be frightened by all the commotion outside."

Shells shook her head, clearly not convinced. "Bea, we've been through too much with those people," she said, her voice low and serious. "You can't just forget all that because Miranda decided to be friendly for once. What if it's some kind of trap?"

“I didn’t forget.”

“But?”

Beatrice bit her lower lip,tapping the invitation against her fingers, “I want her to…stop? Maybe? Like…what the hell do they want with us, specifically us?” she sighs,rubbing her eyes with both of her fingers "I'll talk to Rooster about it," Beatrice repeats, "And we'll make a decision together."

Shells nodded, but she wasn’t happy about that choice."Just be careful, okay Bea?" she urged. "And if you need extra muscle, I’m your best choice." that did earn a soft chuckle from the brunette, who was now looking at her folded hands on the table, “But I have a feeling Rooster will say no.”

Beatrice inhales quietly, “Yeah…you may be right."

-

She was done explaining what happened when he was gone, the whole ordeal she had to go through and her husband just held his head in his hand, cupping his own chin while his brows furrowed, “...well…w-what do you think we should do?” she asks with a gentle shrug, “We don’t have to go.”

Rooster leaned back in his chair, his fingers still lightly pressed against his temple as he processed Beatrice's account of the ordeal with Miranda. He let out a slow exhale, his mind racing with thoughts and concerns.

After a moment of deep contemplation, Rooster finally removed his hand from his face and looked at Beatrice with a serious expression. "Bea, I think we should go," he said,and that made Beatrice’s jaw drop because out of anyone she expected to say that…Rooster wasn’t the one  "There is…well,” he sighs, scratching his neck in discomfort, “Mark…has family within the higher ups and Mav thinks that’s why the sudden ‘family member’ stuff came up.”

“What?”

“Well, I wasn’t considering it but,” he shrugs, “Everyone knows Mav isn’t related to me, he’s not my blood uncle. He’s my godfather…everyone knows that, the only ones who don’t know about it would be people who just showed up. Like Mark.”

Beatrice's eyes widened in surprise as Rooster revealed the possible connection between Mark and Miranda's sudden interest in their family.  She shook her head, too much info too fast. "Wait–You think Mark might have something to do with your promotion’s sudden…uh,threat?" Beatrice asked, her voice tinged with concern. "But... why would he want to get involved in our family matters?"

Rooster shook his head, his expression troubled. "I don't know, babe," he admitted. "But Mav's theory makes sense. Mark has connections, and if he's using them to influence the situation, it could explain why this 'family member' thing suddenly became an issue."

She sighed, she hadn't expected their dinner with Miranda to have such potentially significant implications. "So, what should we do?" she asked, looking to Rooster for guidance.

Rooster leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table as he met Beatrice's gaze. "I think we should go to dinner," he said with a determined look in his eyes. "But we need to be cautious. We should find out more about Miranda's intentions and what Mark's involvement might be."

Beatrice nodded, her mind racing with thoughts of how to approach the situation,chewing her lower lip. "Okay," she said. "I guess so…are you sure?"

“I’m not but,”Rooster reached out to gently hold Beatrice's hand, his touch reassuring. "We'll handle this together, Bea," he said with a soft smile. "And we'll be alright,gorgeous.”

“You seem very confident about that.”

Her husband’s eyes darkened before he looked down at her fingers, rubbing each knuckle until he reached her wedding band, “...if Mark had something to do with this,” he began, “With me almost losing my promotion because of Mav…then it’s personal. No one messes with my family,gorgeous. And Mav is my family.”

Beatrice could see the determination in Rooster's eyes, and it both comforted and worried her. She knew how protective he could be when it came to their family, and while it was one of the things she loved most about him, it also meant he could be impulsive at times. She gently squeezed his hand, a reassuring smile on her lips.

"I know you'll do whatever it takes to protect our family, Roos," she said softly. "But let's make sure we gather all the information we can before jumping into anything. We don't want to make any hasty decisions."

Rooster nodded in agreement, his gaze locked with Beatrice's. "I know,gorgeous" he admitted. "I think I’m just…taking everything in already and I’m deciding how to act once we go there.” he rubs the back of her hand with his thumb, “...how did Miranda look when she gave you the invitation? Happy?”

Beatrice leaned back in her chair, her fingers interlacing with Rooster's as she pondered his question. She replayed the moment Miranda had handed her the invitation in her mind, trying to gauge the woman's demeanor."Miranda did seem genuinely excited about the dinner," Beatrice replied slowly, choosing her words carefully. "But there was something...off. It was like she was hiding something behind that enthusiasm. Maybe it's just my imagination, but there was definitely an undercurrent of secrecy."

Rooster nodded in agreement, his brow furrowing in thought. "Hm..,right" he admitted. "And you didn’t give her a straight answer, did you?” she shakes her head negatively, “...well,we better let them know we’ll go. But tomorrow. Not tonight…I really don’t want to think about them tonight.” he groans, kissing her fingers before pushing himself to his feet, “I’m going to take a shower, I’m spent.”

“You need me to do anything,Roos?”

He smirks, rubbing his eye and tilting his head at her, “You could…but not now, later, yeah?”  he winks and her cheeks turn red. Only her husband could break the tense atmosphere so easily, “But…yeah,we’ll need to figure out a way to deal with this whole thing.”

Beatrice couldn't help but chuckle at Rooster's playful remark, his ability to lighten the mood always a welcome relief."Later it is," she replied with a playful grin, her cheeks still flushed from his comment. "And you're right, Roos. We'll tackle this together, but for now, let's focus on unwinding."

With that, Rooster headed off for his shower while Beatrice remained at the table, her mind already racing with thoughts of how to approach the upcoming dinner with Miranda and Mark. She knew they were stepping into uncharted territory, and the uncertainty weighed heavily on her.

She worried more about Nikki and the twins. Okay, the twins were safe at the hospital, but Nicole…she couldn’t take Nicole there. She didn’t like the idea, she didn’t even know if it’d be good to do it.

But then again, their daughter could just glare at the two and ignore them, much like she did with Beatrice’s cousins months back…she sighs, pulling out her phone and dialing Shells’ number. As much as her friend was unhinged, she valued her opinions a whole lot.

“San Diego Police Station, how can I help?”

“Shells.” Beatrice mutters, “You answering like that now?”

“Gave my aunt Penny a fright,heh.” she hears Shells moving around, opening the fridge, “What’s up babes? What do you need from little old me?”

"Hey, Shells," Beatrice replied, her voice soft but tinged with concern. "I need your advice on something. It's... kind of a complicated situation."

Shells let out a dramatic sigh on the other end of the line. "Complicated situations are my specialty," she declared. "Lay it on me, babes. Is it the neighbor thing?"

“Yeah…um…Rooster decided to go.” silence on the other end, followed by shuffling and bare feet slapping on the floor - she could swear she heard Bob let out a quiet ‘huh?’ in the background.

"Well, ain't that a juicy mess," she said, her voice dripping with a mix of amusement and intrigue. "I gotta hand it to you, babes, you certainly find yourself in some wild situations."

Beatrice chuckled despite the seriousness of the matter,rubbing her forehead. Shells had a way of injecting humor into even the most challenging circumstances. "It seems that way," she admitted. "But seriously, Shells, what should we do? We're considering going to the dinner, but we want to be cautious and prepared for anything. That does not involve violence.”

Shells didn't hesitate in offering her perspective. "First things first, babes," she began, her tone turning more serious. "Find out what their deal is, why they're so interested in your 'family,' and what they might want from you."

Beatrice didn’t share about the promotion thing because…they weren’t sure…and knowing Shells, she’d end up asking Penny about it. "We're already looking into it," she said. "But what about Nicole? She'll be with us at dinner, and we're worried about how she might react."

Shells let out a low whistle. "You could just leave her with me," 

“...huh??’

“I mean,it’d be fun! Come ooooon, would it be so bad?”

“Well, no but–”

“Perfect,I can pick her up at five. Friday,right? You can give me a little list on what to do then.”

“But,Shells-”

“Love you!”

Beatrice blinked, looking back at her phone then pursing her lips, “...well…I guess…that’s resolved??”

[brw]

Could you please give me a Greer Nelson reading list & a TigerAnt reading list? Thanks.

oooo okay, to be honest these lists are very similar so i'll incorporate them together for you. many thanks to @pymcoded for helping make this list!

the cat #1-#4 is her first solo series and shows her before she is tigra, it's really interesting n one of the first marvel comics written by a woman and is very based in second wave feminism politics.

giant size creatures is where she first becomes tigra.

marvel chillers #3-#7 is a short lived series she stars in beginning issue 3 and is pretty interesting n cool n further establishes her tigra identity

marvel two-in-one #19, fantastic four v1 #177-#184 is her first time working in a team and shows her friendship with ben grimm! she's not majorly in it but it is a good taste for her in team dynamics.

marvel premiere #42 finishes off dr tumolo's side of things and builds upon the cat people and greer's relationship with them.

avengers v1 #211-#216 is her stint on the avengers, as with the fantastic four she's not a main character but it does set up and establish her future relationships with a lot of these characters!

west coast avengers is a big one for both greer and her relationship with hank so definitely read this if that's what you're interested in. i would say just to keep going with this series really until vision and wanda become bigger characters because from that point their arcs dominate a lot of this series and i don't remember tigra having any major character focused issues the later on it goes.

marvel comics presents #162-#165 is a weird interesting story with some really wonderful art taking place in australia where tigra seeks revenge on soldiers for kidnapping aboriginal women. not exactly sensitive but an interesting read.

avengers infinity is a fun team up comic including monica and starfox, again she's not a massive player but it's fun and i like her dynamic with the other cast.

tigra #1-#4 is her solo series which i generally like for the art and the arc of her uncovering police corruption, however it's not perfect in that it ties a lot more importance to her dead cop husband and does go on a bit of a "not all cops!" thing but for a mainstream comic in the 2000s it's pretty interesting.

avengers academy is the next big one for her and hank, i would say read all of it but good issues to focus on are #7, #8, #13-#15, #27-#28, #31, #38-#39

avengers: solo #1-#5 b story is a cute one where hank takes some avengers academy kids out n him and greer are very sweet in it.

moon knight 2021 is her most recent big appearances, she's a semi regular occuring member since #4 so keep reading that, #22 is her big character focused issue so prioritise reading that.

and yeah! that's my tigra reading list, this is most of what i would consider her essential appearances with one or two bonus issues for her and hank :) hope this helps!

[comicbookbrain]

Wonder Woman #211, April-May 1974, Cover by Nick Cardy

[birdmitosis]

@lhassinu​ OKAY okay, this is a longish list, and some of the episodes have more Kururu-focus than others, but!! This is a lot fewer than 358 episodes; it’s only like 41 episodes when you take the half-episodes into account. I’ve also probably left out some good moments, there are just so many episodes... I also went ahead and put the placements of where the movies should probably go in there. I do recommend all the movies, and also the Chibi Kero short that goes along with Movie 2, especially. All the titles in the list below are taken from Wiki, rather than from the way they’re actually translated in the subtitles on that site. (And I’m linking it again just for convenience.)

9: Natsumi, Where Love Blooms, Kululu Looms / Aki Hinata, A Dynamite Woman

10: Face-off! Decisive Battle over Molar-3

28B: Kululu Ku of Kukuku

40A: Mois, You Could Say Happy New Year?

44: Keroro vs. Fuyuki Heated Sports Match / Kululu vs. Aki Exploding Invasion of Robots

47: Natsumi, Protect the Girls Festival / Keroro Becomes Afro

49A: Kululu, The Best Method in Space

51: Keroro Platoon Retreats! Good-bye, Pekopon

82A: Mutsumi Want to Be On My Radio?

83B: Kururu, the Most Dislikeable Guy

93: Natsumi Delves Into the Secret Base! / Aki Hinata, Probably the Strongest Woman In Space

SM1: Keroro Gunso the Super Movie (on that site as Sergeant Keroro: The Super Duper Movie)

100: Keroro Platoon Eh? Who Am…I? Who Is…Everyone?

101: The Keroro Platoon the Day Pekopon Stood Still!?

102: The Keroro Platoon Pekopon!! Impending Destruction of a Loved Planet!!

103: Keroro Platoon the Sincerity That You Showed Me

112: Kululu & Saburo The Artist's Decisive Encounter!

118B: Kululu The Sergeant Major Of Curry

122A: Kululu The Cursed DVD

129: Kiruru. The Messenger of Destruction

130A: Keroro Platoon All Members Reboot! (but 130B is also very funny if you like the Garuru Platoon)

133: Alisa Hunter of Darkness, Halloween in Chaos!

134B: Fuyuki & Kururu Go to Akihabara

147B: Giroro who gave me this? (just wait for it)

SM2: Keroro Gunso the Super Movie 2: The Deep Sea Princess de arimasu! (on that site as Sergeant Keroro: The Super Duper Movie 2)

153: Kerokero Military Operation Number 100

154: Keroro Farewell Sergeant Keroro

157A: Leave it to Chief Medic Pururu!

158B: Giroro, Exclude These Memories

161: Putata and Mekeke, Overzealous Killers

165A: Kululu, Temporary Leader

171B: Kululu, When Was He a House Sitter?

185B: Tamama, It's a Notebook

192B: Keroro Platoon, A Cake Is a Man's Battlefield!

194B: Kululu and a Puppy

198B: Natsumi and Momoka, Obligation Chocolate Excluded!

199: Kululu, Kululun Idol Legend / Keroro, Reseting My Mind!

SM3: Keroro Gunso the Super Movie 3: Keroro vs. Keroro Great Sky Duel de arimasu! (on that site as Sergeant Keroro: The Super Duper Movie 3)

210B: Aki, Children's Day

211: Musha Kero, Volume 1: Legendary Hero

214A: Kululu, I Quit

218B: Keroro, Caries War 2

229: Keroro, Killer Fist of Words! / Saburo and Kululu, Silent Fight (the first half definitely sets up the second half)

237: Musha Kero, Volume 4: Go West, Musha Kero Platoon

240A: Kululu, Sergeant Major's Special Mission

SM4: Keroro Gunso the Super Movie 4: Gekishin Dragon Warriors de arimasu! (on that site as Sergeant Keroro: The Super Duper Movie 4)

260: Kero Zero, Keroro Platoon's Departure Last Night / Kero Zero, Keroro Platoon's First Mission

268: Kero Zero, Enter Pekoponian Mecha Designer Kiko Katoyama

270: Chibi Kero vs. Chibi Fuyuki

284: Dororo, Farewell Platoon

295A: Keroro, The Two of Us Are One Kerororm

SM5: Keroro Gunso the Super Movie 5: Creation! Ultimate Keroro, Wonder Space-Time Island, de arimasu!! (on that site as Sergeant Keroro: The Super Duper Movie 5)

306B: Dororo, Doro is Coming! (though the first part of the episode sets it up, it's not totally necessary)

307: Keroro & Fuyuki, Night of the Time Capsule

311A: Kululu, the invasion has started

319: Mois, genius hacker? / Kululu, small old clock

320A: Natsumi, charming invaders

326A: Chibi Kero, fireworks from that summer

330B: Koyuki, first curry

349: Keroro, invading daily life / Keroro, hooray for reset

356A: Keroro platoon, real Dragon Warriors

357: Hinata family, Haru returns

[writer59january13]

After drenching biblical rainfall...

verdant green acres covered the planet of the apes like a petticoat junction donning barrel of skinny dipping monkeys. Once drought stricken vast landscape far as the eye could see suddenly flush with promise of budding new shoots and ladders for vine companions harkened prelapsarian Edenic prominence, when mother nature resplendent videre licet morning glory of primeval Earth pregnant with multitudinous color pallette regaled bipedal forerunners

of humankind with panoramic pristine kingdom, where legendary tropical verdure availed countless plant and animal species teeming with flora and fauna offering veritable Smörgåsbord to plethora of herbivores and omnivores, where expansive webbed wide world subtly hinted, negotiated and suggested horn and hardart of good and plenty. Lush vegetation adrip with downpour aftermath tempted all creatures great and small all things wise and wonderful to emerge from their respective hideaway courtesy the palpable pulsation of Gaia exuding potential power to proliferate gifting superlatives linkedin to survival of the fittest blessing natural advantageous propensities to buzzfeed capital one reproductive traits redeeming symbiotic qualities with generations of beneficial mutations at evolutionarily optimal junctures though devoid of thinking beings to witness or record phenomenal events. Nasty short beasts proliferated refining technique to do the wild thing stir (fried) crazy as concupiscent bison teen in estrus while shuffling off to Buffalo, (or where that city in the United State of America would take shape) hashtagging where x marks the spot made within man/woman caves

that did be hoof anthropologists even nearly a bajillion years later.

Imagine dragons galumphing during flintstone age culture club wielding proto humans impossible mission their mental acuity to gauge

of Homo neanderthalensis

very intelligent and accomplished humans, Whereby current evidence from both fossils and DNA suggests that Neanderthal and modern human lineages separated at least 500,000 years ago. Some genetic calibrations place their divergence at about 650,000 years ago,

nevertheless amongst the scattered clans there probably lurked an anonymous sage smart enough to induce quantum leap did jump/kick start scattered population with wits about them to sustain their existence.

Appearance of super duper wiseacre invariably punctuated Homo sapiens progenitors as an unknown mover and shaker,

who helped fledgling forebears of contemporary people to discover trappings to weasel out from being between a rock and a hard place and squirrel away linens and things for anticipated future creature comfort or necessity.

Imponderable and inscrutable poetic philosophical meanderings of mine (expounded upon while I nourished myself on a snicky snack prepared by the missus – graham cracker with Almond butter plus Rhubarb jam) found me most unexpectedly tangentially linkedin with the invaluable scientific knowledged bequeathed to civilization courtesy the greatest thinker for Grecian formula(s).

Noah (way) did Archimedes

(born c. 287 BCE, Syracuse, Sicily

[Italy]—died 212/211 BCE, Syracuse)

discover flood insurance nor prevention, but hands down he ranked as the most famous mathematician and inventor in ancient Greece. He is especially important for his discovery of the relation between the surface and volume of a sphere and its circumscribing cylinder. He is known for his formulation of a hydrostatic principle (known as Archimedes’ principle) and a device for raising water, still used, known as the Archimedes screw. There are nine extant treatises by Archimedes in Greek.The principal results in On the Sphere and Cylinder (in two books) are that the surface area of any sphere of radius r is four times that of its greatest circle (in modern notation, S = 4πr2) and that the volume of a sphere is two-thirds that of the cylinder in which it is inscribed (leading immediately to the formula for the volume, V = 4/3πr3). Archimedes was proud enough of the latter discovery to leave instructions for his tomb to be marked with a sphere inscribed in a cylinder.

Measurement of the Circle is a fragment of a longer work in which π (pi), the ratio of the circumference to the diameter of a circle, is shown to lie between the limits of 3 10/71 and 3 1/7. Archimedes’ approach to determining π, which consists of inscribing and circumscribing regular polygons with a large number of sides, was followed by everyone until the development of infinite series expansions in India during the 15th century and in Europe during the 17th century.

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Lost in Space #60

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[ao3feed-brucewayne]

The Court of the Cobb

by BansheeQueen92 Dick is the happiest he can remember being since the day his parents fell. But there are monsters lurking in the shadows that he had come to consider as a safe haven. They have been watching him for years, waiting for the perfect opportunity to snatch him up and make him one of them. Will his friends and family be able to save him in time or will Dick be lost to one of Gotham's oldest legends? Or: Most families have skeletons in their closests, Dick's happens to have undead assassins. He's special like that. Words: 211, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Soul Survivor Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Young Justice - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Selina Kyle, Wally West, Clone Roy Harper | Will Harper, William Cobb (DCU), Original Talon Character(s) (DCU), Original Characters, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Wally West Additional Tags: Hurt Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Dick Grayson-centric, Dick Grayson is Robin, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Kidnapping, Kidnapped Dick Grayson, Attempted Murder, Other Additional Tags to Be Added via https://ift.tt/AElg4XW

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Train to Paris

Liszt x Brunhilde

Brunhilde stood there in a Starbucks line trying to figure out what to order Line moved closer as her stomach growled. A few minutes had passed until it was finally her turn . "Oof " she felt a slight bump ,Next to her was a man much taller than  her.  He spotted long brown hair down his neck along with green eyes just like Brunhilde. He stood there tapping on his chin picking something from the menu.  " What would you two like to order? " a lady from the refrigerator asked.  The man spoke in a thick french accent, and looked  like he was in mid 20s . "I'd like a frappuccino with extra ice , cream , sugar and boba " he turned around to Brunhilde " Do you want anything  ? ".  Brunhilde looked at the menu " just a grilled cheese sandwich and a  root beer coffee special..you know with the licorice in it ? " . The woman and the stranger gave her a weird look . "Uh..we don't exactly sell that but we can give you  french toast or an iced  espresso ? " she explained.  Brunhilde looked embarrassed and just made the order ."That will be $12,  " the barista commented, giving them their order. The man gave her a $20 bill , "Keep the change, I'm on a busy schedule" he walked away out of Brunhilde's sight ..not that she cared .

She  walked out of Starbucks flying to a nearby train station,  where she waited putting bits of the candy she  bought in the coffee . The weather was hot as the dry summer made her sweat . Brunhilde took a sip of her coffee watching the clock . "Bonjour…" the man Brunhilde saw before put his suitcase next to her . He pulled out a crumpled piece of paper " Is this A-1 or A-C ? " he questioned.  " Well I hope it's an AC. It's as hot as the mouth of a dragon , '' Brunhilde jokes .  "Then it looks like I came to the right place "The man smiled " My Name is Franz Liszt  " he introduced himself. " I'm Brunhilde " She answered.  " Ah the mighty demi goddess who helped save humanity? " Liszt recalled " The people in my town gossiped about you for weeks!  " . "Oh really  !? I mean it wasn't a big deal, you can only save humanity once every 1 thousand years so …" Brunhilde mentioned.  " Come on now you are just bragging every 1 thousand years you don't look a day over 30 !"  Liszt  pointed out . "Oh  Liszt  you have no idea " Brunhilde drank her coffee . "Trust me I'm 211 years old I may look young but I'm a wise Abbe deep down because of my spiritual enlightenment " Liszt explained. "Interesting by your mannerism and surprise about humanity I must  ask if you are indeed a human ? " Brunhilde wondered . "Yes " Liszt nodded in a comfortable tone,  "I was one of the biggest stars of the 19th century.. ! Everyone loved me! ..but those days are gone now and I decided to live a normal life after my death. Each memory is like a picture on the wall, " Liszt recalled .

The siren of the train threatened to burst their eardrums with such a loud  noise . A conductor came out screaming "All aboard the Valhalla express  ! " . Liszt grabbed his suitcase with Brunhilde following him to the train.  The moment they got there the fresh sent of mocha hit there noses.  Brunhilde opened her eyes, seeing the Valhalla express in full view . She stood up looking around, seeing the inside of the train.  The room was furnished in a light brown wood glazed in polish. The lights blasted in her face like a stage , Liszt arm moved  over her shoulder sitting her down on a chair with a table in front.  He then sat in front  of her putting down both food and drink . Before she even had a chance to speak the conductor yelled " All aboard ! " . It wasn't long before the train started picking up speed.  The windows automatically rolled down to black,  "What are they doing ? Brunhilde questioned . "Have you even been on a train before ? " Liszt asked, causing Brunhilde to shake her head . "Well you see the train  runs on a special magic traveling through many realms.  In order to keep it steady certain parts of the train need to turn off c he explained.

"Well how long will the that last ?" Brunhilde put her head on the table,  " That depends on where you are going " Liszt mentioned.  "I'm going to Paris " Brunhilde mentioned.  "Oh really?  So am I " Liszt told her , " You are ? " Brunhilde furrowed a brow . "Yes I've been on this train to Paris many times which  is why I'm practicing French and speaking with a French accent " Liszt checked his phone " Paris takes at least 36 hours straight to get there that's why I brought overnight clothes " . " 36 hours ! " Brunhilde spilled her coffee all over the table,  "Yes ..but we do have our 2 hour every 10 hours  to stretch or go outside to small towns " Liszt grabbed wet towels cleaning the mess up while Brunhilde ate the grilled cheese.   "I'm so sorry Franz ..." Brunhilde apologize, " It's no big deal " The man shrugged.  A few minutes of silence passed between the to two until Franz spoke up.  "So what brings you to Paris in the first place ? Like I said before, I've been on this train countless times and not once have Ive ever seen you. " The composer was curious about what Brunhilde was going to say next ."I don't think the reason should concern you too much ...but I will say it's harder because being  a valkyrie then I initially signed up for . After Ragnarok I was constantly hounded by gods and humans alike . My once private and peaceful life was now flooded with the constant reminder that I changed both humanity and god kind forever " Brunhilde admitted.  "Well I assume that you knew very well what you have gotten into when you rebelled against the gods correct ? What you did was a very well thought out betrayal of the gods and that fame might scorched a mark on your skin for the rest of eternity " Liszt commented.

"What I did was a gamble that paid off very well. I even went as far as sacrificing my sisters to make sure everything is done and when we were all brought back to life the atmosphere felt different you know?  My entire world changed much further than I planned ....the god part of me and the human side battled constantly until it fizzled out like damp soda " Brunhilde tried her best to explain but she didn't even know if Liszt was a human or a god not it mattered . "As a demigod valkyrie  it's difficult to explain the feeling from both sides .. you probably would not understand..." she went quiet.  "As a human who has worshiped the gods all my life it might be hard for me to understand the god side of things but I can try and understand spiritually " Liszt commented .  Brunhilde took a deep breath debating whether to tell him or not . "Well I'll partially explain....basically I have to leave my home for a while because of my rebellion against the gods. Plus the pressure of being hounded on constantly.  The confidence slowly drained out of me while the sharp thorns of reality sliced into my skin .  Now some of the gods backed me up while the rest want me dead so I figured the city of lights will keep me comfortable until the fire cools down...." Brunhilde now remembered.

Liszt listened to the valkyrie speak while finishing up his coffee. He nodded and showed pity hearing all the times she was harassed over her choices.  "And that's why I decided to cut my hair and wear a small dress, large hat and sunglasses ..basically I'm starting over in life.  My job as a valkyrie has been completed and I would like to live a life as a normal demigod..if that's even possible ..." Brunhilde wondered.  "Live life as normally as possible...although rather hard its not impossible  "  Liszt paused carefully, dialing his words . "It can be very stressful and traumatizing if done incorrectly " . "How would you know any of that ? " Brunhilde asked causing Liszt to stare. "I mean...you sounded like you have gone through a lot Mr Liszt '' Brunhilde changed her tone . "Well a long time ago in the 19 century I was one of the biggest hits of music to have ever existed!  The true popstar world!  Then i got older ...got into horrible scandals...that followed me for the rest of my life that includes heavy smoking , drinking,  depression.  By the time I was a white haired old man I became a solitary monk, changed my name to Abbe Franz Liszt and the rest is history as I recall falling asleep and waking up in Valhalla "  Liszt told his story . "

"So  should I call you Abbe  Franz or Liszt ? " Brunhilde questioned,  "Doesn't matter " he shrugged , "What should I call you ? " . "Brun '' Brunhilde replied,  " I just want to distance myself as much as possible " . Liszt got up from his chair " Let's check out the train, maybe it will take your mind off of things " . "Alright…" Brunhilde followed him 

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Walmart 100-Page Giants: Reprinting the Past for the Future

  Editorial by: Matthew B. Lloyd

  Two of the first comics I ever got were DC 100 Page Giants in 1974, Detective Comics #440 and Wonder Woman#211. It was not uncommon in the ‘60’s and ‘70’s for companies to reprint older material regularly. It wasn’t necessarily always with a purpose or with a plan, but reprints, especially from the…

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📂| CAROL FERRIS/STAR SAPPHIRE READING GUIDE

Who's Carol Ferris/Star Sapphire?

Carol Ferris is the boss and occasional love interest of Hal Jordan. Her family owns the Ferris Aircraft company, where she acts as an executive, and sometimes as a pilot. She is also Star Sapphire, a once villainous character occupying another part of her personality entirely. In the Star Sapphire Corps, where she fights for love across the universe, she has taken on a more heroic role.

» PRE-CRISIS

ESSENTIAL READING

Showcase: #22-24

Green Lantern (1960): #1-7, #10-13, #15-18, #20-29, #32, #34-39, #41-44, #46, #48-49, #53, #69, #73-74, #83-84, #88-89, #93-94, #97, #99, #104-106, #108-109, #121, #124, #126-134, #136, #138-151, #157, #172-176, #178-183, #185-193

additional reading ↷

Superman (1939): #261

The Flash (1959): #235

DC Comics Presents: #6

» POST-CRISIS (PRE-FLASHPOINT)

ESSENTIAL READING

Green Lantern (1960): #199-200

The Green Lantern Corps: #201, #211-213

Action Comics (1938): #601-605

Green Lantern (1990): #21-24, #26-27, #29, #32-34, #36, #38, #40-47

Extreme Justice: #10-11

Parallax: Emerald Night

Green Lantern (1990): #81, #102, #119

Spectre (2001): #1-5, #21-23

Green Lantern: Rebirth: #1-2, #6

Green Lantern (2005): #18-20, #29-35, #38

Blackest Night (crossover storyline): Blackest Night: Tales of the Corps: #2 / Blackest Night: #1 / Green Lantern (2005): #44-48 / Blackest Night: #5-6 / Green Lantern (2005): #50 / Blackest Night: Wonder Woman: #3 / Green Lantern (2005): #51 / Blackest Night: #7 / Green Lantern (2005): #52 / Blackest Night: #8

Brightest Day (crossover storyline): Green Lantern (2005): #53 / Brightest Day: #1 / Green Lantern (2005): #54-55, #57-58 / Brightest Day: #13, #17-18

Green Lantern (2005): #63-64, #66-67

additional reading ↷

Green Lantern: Emerald Dawn: #1-2, #4, #6

Green Lantern: Emerald Dawn II: #1, #6

Eclipso: The Darkness Within (crossover storyline): Green Lantern (1990) Annual #1 / Eclipso: The Darkness Within: #2

Green Lantern (1990): Annual #2, Annual #4

Green Lantern Secret Files and Origins: #1

Flash & Green Lantern: The Brave and the Bold: #6

Legends of the DC Universe: #28, #33

Silver Age: Green Lantern

DC First: Green Lantern/Green Lantern

Green Lantern Legacy: The Last Will and Testament of Hal Jordan

Green Lantern Secret Files and Origins 2005 ("Flight")

Wednesday Comics: #1, #3

Convergence: Suicide Squad: #1-2

Convergence: Green Lantern Corps: #1

» NEW 52 (POST FLASHPOINT)

ESSENTIAL READING

Green Lantern (2011): #1, #3-7, #12

Rise of the Third Army (crossover storyline): Green Lantern: New Guardians: #0, #13-15, Annual #1, #16 / Green Lantern Corps (2011): Annual #1

Wrath of the First Lantern (crossover storyline): Green Lantern: New Guardians: #18-19 / Green Lantern (2011): #20

Green Lantern (2011): #21

Green Lantern: New Guardians: #21-23

Lights Out (crossover storyline): Green Lantern (2011): #24 / Green Lantern Corps (2011): #24 / Green Lantern: New Guardians: #24 / Red Lanterns: #24 / Green Lantern (2011): Annual #2

Green Lantern (2011): #25

Green Lantern: New Guardians: #25-30, Annual #2, #31-34

Godhead (crossover storyline): Green Lantern: New Guardians: #35-37 / Red Lanterns: #37 / Sinestro: #8 / Green Lantern (2011): Annual #3

Green Lantern (2011): #38

Green Lantern: New Guardians: #38-40

additional reading ↷

Star Trek/Green Lantern: The Spectrum War: #3-6

Star Trek/Green Lantern: Stranger Worlds: #1-3, #6

New Talent Showcase (2017) ("Dead Bacons")

» REBIRTH

ESSENTIAL READING

Hal Jordan and the Green Lantern Corps: #31, #50

The Green Lantern: Season Two: #9-10

additional reading ↷

Green Lantern 80th Anniversary 100-Page Super Spectacular ("Last Will")

» INFINITE FRONTIER

ESSENTIAL READING

Green Lantern (2023): #1-6, #8 (currently ongoing title)

» ALTERNATE VERSIONS

ELSEWORLDS

Green Lantern: Evil's Might: #1-3

Superman & Batman: Generations II: #2

Justice League: The Nail: #1

Justice League: Another Nail: #2-3

Justice: #6-8

DC New Frontier: #3-5

Flashpoint: Hal Jordan: #1-3

Ame-comi Girls: #8-10

Injustice: Year Two: #3, #6, #19, #21

The Green Lantern: #11

The Green Lantern: Season Two: #7, #9-10

DC's Very Merry Multiverse ("To Stop the Star-Conqueress!")

Wonder Woman (2016): #777

» OTHER MEDIA

ANIMATED

Justice League: S1: EP8-EP9, EP16-EP17 / S2: EP19-EP20

Justice League Unlimited: S3: EP13

Green Lantern: First Flight

Batman: The Brave and The Bold: S3: EP4, EP10

Justice League Doom

Green Lantern: The Animated Series: S1: EP1, EP9, EP13-EP14, EP20, EP22, EP26

Young Justice: S2: EP7

Justice League Action: S1: EP7

DC Super Hero Girls (webseries): S1: EP6, EP10 / S2: EP10, EP17-EP18, EP22, EP26 / S5: EP6-EP7, EP22

DC Super Hero Girls (tv series): S1: EP6, EP22-25, EP31, EP46 / Teen Titans Go! & DC Super Hero Girls: Mayhem in the Multiverse

LIVE ACTION

Green Lantern

VIDEO GAMES

DC Universe Online

LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham

Infinite Crisis

DC Legends

DC Unchained

LEGO DC Super-Villains

DC Super Hero Girls: Teen Power

DC Worlds Collide

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Can you please tease this unhealthy fatty? I was 170 in 2020 now I’m 211. Humiliate me and tease me please :) dark Feederism for example

CW: darker and meaner than usual

I don't really have to try to humiliate you, we all can see your flabby hog body on display. 19, and 211 lbs already, with 500 lbs goal in mind? You are really aiming to be human livestock huh? Nothing in your brain but food, and how being a submissive fatass turns you on and makes you wanna pleasure yourself. Look at the lard you've already piled on your miserable weak body, giving you pityful moobs and rolls... And your poor tummy skin, more strechmarked than a pregnant woman post term.

You're full of blubber and grease, from the fleshy bag on display in your pic, to how ruined you must be underneath, organs and veins coated in the same useless fat that weakens you, and take more and more of your body weight... And by how you come begging for it, you're only gonna dig yourself deeper in the hole of unhealthy fatness. I wonder how long it will take before you're a completely mindless sack of lard~

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#5

Fake dating!!!!!!! Sincerely, a basic bitch

Will sat down in the armchair across from Hannibal with a long sigh. He seemed more exhausted than usual. 

“Is there something wrong?” 

He ran a hand over his face. “It’s...you don’t want to hear about it.” 

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t.” 

Will threw his head back and sighed louder. “There’s this student.” 

Hannibal’s lip twitched. “You’re having difficulties with them?” 

“She’s been bringing me gifts.” 

He squeezed his pen so tight it nearly cracked. “Oh?” 

Will shook his head. “I...I told her it’s inappropriate but she keeps reminding me she’s over eighteen and the semester is nearly over. She made dog treats for the dogs! She told me she’s knitting them sweaters!” 

Hannibal set his pen and notebook down on the table beside him. His anger felt like a living thing, so much so he was prepared to ask for this student’s full name and deal with her himself. “Will, perhaps you need to be more firm.” 

Will leaned forward, looking distraught. “I HAVE BEEN FIRM! I told her no in as many ways as possible! I’m worried she’s gonna follow me home one day and...” 

He nearly hissed at the various imagined ends of that sentence. “Perhaps...I can be of service.” 

“I don’t know how.” 

“I could...pretend to be your paramour.” 

Will blinked. “You want to be my fake boyfriend?” 

Hannibal smiled. “If it will help this young woman leave you alone? Yes.” 

Will let out a long breath. “You...I can’t ask you to do that, Dr. Lecter.” 

“Hannibal,” he corrected, “If I’m going to be your boyfriend you need to start calling me Hannibal.” 

He loved to see the slight blush to Will’s cheeks as he pushed the glasses up his nose. “I....you’re sure? I mean, I’m not exactly the type of guy you normally socialize with.” 

“Have we not been socializing, Will? I thought we were just having conversations?” 

Will smiled. “Touché.” 

“And as for what ‘type’ of person I socialize with....perhaps it’s time for me to change that. I enjoy spending time with you, Will. More time spent with you will not be a burden.” 

He saw the way Will relaxed at his words and wondered just how few times Will had been told that very thing. 

“Okay,” Will said, shaking his head, “It sounds crazy and I’m sure it’ll all come crashing down but I’m desperate. So...Doc...Hannibal, would you be my fake boyfriend?” 

Hannibal reached out and took Will’s hand, kissing it softly. “It would be an honor.” 

Will blushed. “I...no one’s here now to...” 

“True,” he said, still holding Will’s hand, “But I thought perhaps I should rehearse just a bit before my first curtain call.” 

“Oh.” 

“So...tomorrow? I can bring you lunch? What time is this young woman’s class?” 

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66 notes • Posted 2021-02-08 05:04:05 GMT

#4

Failed Twitter Attempts - Hannigram A/B/O AU: Where You Belong

Will never meant to become a nanny.

Betas were not known for their paternal instincts, normally assigned blue collar jobs that filled their days with hard work and little pay.  But the flier at the grocery store caught his eye and the rest was history.

ARE YOU AGED 18-35 LOOKING FOR A JOB? CALL 1-800-8475 WE NEED YOU!

It sounded like a scam right off the bat, some sort of scheme to lure younger people into something sinister, but the woman on the other end of the phone sounded sincere.

"You're a beta?"

He sighed. "Yeah, so any sort of job you have going I can probably do."

"Hmm...have you ever...looked after children before?"

Will hadn't, but he lied, and his first job, Missy Bennett, was a disaster.

He didn't know jack of shit about kids, and Missy was a terror that could not be calmed.

The agency tried three more kids before that, and Will realized he just wasn't cut out for this type of work.

Though on the fourth try that year somehow he was assigned to the Lecter household.

Hannibal Lecter had fired six others before him, all omegas, and Will came into the interview not expecting to be hired. The house, if you wanted to call it that but really the place could be considered a castle, shined and glittered as he sat across from Omega who seemed very little like an omega.

He was bigger than most, it was obvious he liked expensive pretty things, and his scent was sweet like most omegas were. But he just didn't seem like one.

Not at all.

"I see you've had similar troubles like I have," Hannibal said, smiling, "Not compatible with your previous employers?"

Will sighed. "I...can I be honest?"

"Please."

"I started this job because I had no other choice," he said, falling back in his chair, "I'm...not really all that good with kids, and I think if this doesn't work out I'll just go back to working in the lumber yard. Betas don't usually---"

"Daddy?"

Will turned and saw a little blonde haired girl peek out of the sliding doors that Hannibal had closed in the study. He felt an odd jolt to his heart at the sight of her.

She looked very much like her father.

"Desdemona," Hannibal sighed, standing as he walked over, "I told you to stay in your room, Darling. Daddy has to--"

Desdemona met him halfway, grabbing his legs, and looked at Will.

"Are you gonna be my new nanny?"

Will swallowed. "Um..."

"This is Will, Darling," Hannibal said, "Do you like him?"

Desdemona smiled. "He's pretty."

Will blushed. "I...um..."

Hannibal smiled. "He is quite handsome, yes," he said, making Will blush harder, though that is not what I asked."

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66 notes • Posted 2021-07-13 22:14:22 GMT

#3

Hannigram AU: Chomp

Every year there was an event. 

Monsters of all kinds were invited, though some were not exactly welcome in the same areas. There were many tiers of monsters: shapeshifters and vampires were among the very highest while the lowest of the low were creatures who could not easily blend in to polite society. 

Creatures like Will Graham. 

Will was born a zombie, which traditionally were made by bites from the walking dead. His mother had been human and his father a zombie who rose quite suddenly after death. They’d been happy for a while, or so he’d been told, until his mother found someone normal. 

His father died not long after Will graduated high school, and throughout he’d been ostracized for his gaunt deadlike skin, deep sunken in eyes, and strange abilities to read people. Will lived on brains but didn’t need much. 

That still didn’t keep him from being summoned to this event. 

He was, after all, a zombie born. Very few of his kind lived to be older than their teens and despite initial excitement that perhaps he’d be among people who would not look down upon him the minute he entered the lower rung Will knew differently. 

No one wanted him here. 

There were whispers, obvious ones, and he was there only an hour before he snuck away to the upper gardens. None of the more important monsters bothered to go there, the wine and booze were flowing inside, and he stared out into the darkness trying not to cry. 

He only needed to be here for a few hours and then he could leave. 

Hopefully they would not invite him again next year. 

It was there, in the garden, where Will met Hannibal. 

One minute he was chewing a fried brain stick and the next he was scared out of his mind when a man appeared out of nowhere. “Hello.” 

Will froze. 

The man was wearing a fine looking suit, three piece, and looked so human Will was almost certain he had to be. “I’m sorry.” 

“What are you sorry for?” 

“I’ll go,” Will said, standing so fast he nearly dropped his food. 

The man appeared just in front of him then, like magic, and reached out to touch Will’s face. “No, I’d like you to stay. I’ve never met any monsters who look like you. What are you?” 

He swallowed. “I...a zombie.” 

The man smiled. “You live on human meat?” 

“A little,” Will whispered, tears in his eyes, “Mister…” 

“Lecter,” the man said, “Hannibal Lecter. I’m the host of this event.” 

Will blinked. “Oh.”

“What is your name?”

“Will,” he said, his voice shaking, “Mister Lecter, I’m sorry that I came up here I didn’t…” 

Hannibal leaned in and sniffed at Will’s neck. He shuddered at the touch of his skin, so warm, and for the first time Will felt his body respond in ways it never had before. He hadn’t even been aware his body could respond quite like this. He groaned and to his shock he felt his cock fall off and roll out of his pant leg. 

His face turned bright red as Hannibal moved back to stare down at it. “I apologize, I was unaware that was a possibility.” 

He reached down to pick it up but his cock vanished before he could and Will felt it return between his legs. “I...thank you.” 

“You’re welcome. Do your body parts fall off that easily? I cannot smell you at all so I was unaware of any hidden dangers.” 

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79 notes • Posted 2021-04-07 13:24:10 GMT

#2

All these years of being in the Hannibal fandom and I still get irrationally upset when I see people spelling it "Lector". It's LECTER. Do you know how upset Hannibal Lecter would be with you if you spelled his name wrong?

163 notes • Posted 2021-01-26 17:41:57 GMT

#1

Late night cuteness from the princess.

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