#across another dimension fanfic

[tr1nd2de]

Cloudless Lightning

I was reading a fanfic now, and I got the idea of how terrifying it must be for Fawcett's thieves, they're going to rob someone in an alley and BOOM a bolt of lightning in broad daylight, right behind you.

Then a big man with a lot of muscles emerges from the smoke, lightning bolts dance across his body, he looks at you and says: you better put the gun down, we don't want anyone to get hurt.

This is certainly scary, especially for other heroes.

I imagine how furious Batman must be knowing that the new hero recruited by the league, even though he is somewhat afraid of him, was never enough to stop Captain Marvel from appearing in Gotham for his so-called job as "champion of magic".

On yet another night when Batman is finishing his shift as a hero, with probably someone from the Bat-Family, lightning on a cloudless night.

Behind the others, in the alley below them, the technology shorts out and in the alley coming out of the smoke is Marvel, walking towards a store that is opening and he enters, grabs a staff and flies away, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

In Metropolis, Clark is walking down a street with Lois, his beloved. It's a beautiful day but there are no clouds in the sky. BOOM. Lightning strikes a store. Captain Marvel comes out carrying a demon on his shoulder and flies to where only God knows, because Marvel disappears in mid-air (teleports to the Rock).

And so on and so forth. For the league it is just a theory that the captain does not always live in our reality, apparently the work of "Champion of Magic" makes him travel in several dimensions, from job to job.

But for Billy, he just doesn't understand how every time he tries to use magic he ends up being teleported to another place. (Robber in an alley).

Whenever he tries to have a normal job as a reporter, something gets in the way.

(School trip to Metropolis, great place for a segment with Superman or Lois Lane and Clark Kent the reporters, but as always there is a demon in the middle...)

And last but not least, whenever he has to go to Gotham, because apparently Gotham would have several smuggled magical items.

(Billy hopes Batman isn't around, that guy scares him).

[blackenedsnow]

SHADOW X MOBIAN!READER REQUEST PLEASE

Here’s a funny fanfic idea, Shadow finds out his gf is an active 4chan member so he looks into 4chan to y’know bond with each other more but he finds the interesting content on the sites like When 4chan sent Taylor swift to a deaf kid school, when 4chan tried to send Justin biber to North Korea,Mlp rainbow dash jar,the time they hacked a website so the founder of 4chan would be the number 1 of time 100 etc etc

dark corners

WARNING: None

PAIRING: Shadow the Hedgehog x Reader

NOTE: LMAO. This was such a fun idea to write! Hope you enjoy!

SUMMARY: Shadow, in an attempt to bond with you, stumbles across 4chan.... He just wanted to understand his girlfriend more.

"What is this?" Shadow muttered, his brow furrowing as his eyes scanned the glowing screen in front of him.

He had never considered himself a tech-savvy hedgehog, but recently, he had become curious about something you had mentioned in passing—your involvement in 4chan. At first, it seemed harmless enough, just another strange part of the world he didn't quite understand. But after hearing you talk about it with a strange mix of excitement and amusement, he figured he'd give it a shot.

"I’m sure it’s just a place for people to talk and share ideas," he'd told himself confidently. "It’ll be easy to understand. I’ll know more about her. We’ll bond."

The moment he typed “4chan” into the search bar, he realized that things weren’t going to be as simple as he’d hoped. The first thing he clicked on was a post about Taylor Swift almost being sent to a deaf school. He blinked, rereading it. Did they really do that?

Curiosity gnawed at him. He clicked deeper.

Then there was the one about Justin Bieber almost being sent to North Korea. Shadow's face twisted into a scowl. "What is wrong with these people?"

And then there were the pictures. The ones with Rainbow Dash. In a jar. Shadow leaned forward, squinting at the screen as his mind struggled to process what he was looking at.

His thoughts grew more complicated as he kept scrolling, he found posts about hacking, pranks, and more absurdities. The chaos of it all was overwhelming. He was beginning to feel like he had made a grave mistake, thinking he could understand the appeal of this “4chan.”

"How does this have anything to do with her?" he muttered to himself, trying to make sense of it. "This is pure madness."

Later that evening, you walked into the room, your eyes lighting up when you saw Shadow at the desk.

“Hey, Shadow! What’s up?” you asked, casually flopping onto the couch.

Shadow looked at you, a little uncomfortable. “I… I did what you said. I looked at 4chan. I thought I might understand you better.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And?”

Shadow hesitated, trying to collect his thoughts. “I… I don’t think I understand anything anymore.” He ran a hand through his quills in frustration. “Why would people… Why do they even do these things?”

You blinked, your lips twitching into a smile as you tried to hold back laughter. “Oh, you found that stuff, huh?”

“Found it? I was bombarded by it.” Shadow slumped into the chair, exasperated. “How can you enjoy a place like this?"

You chuckled, sitting up and giving him a playful look. “Yeah, it’s definitely weird. But that’s kind of the fun of it. It’s like... the internet's version of a circus. Weird stuff happens, and we just roll with it.”

Shadow sighed, rubbing his temples. “I feel like I’ve entered an alternate dimension. How is this supposed to help me understand you more?”

You smiled warmly, moving over to sit beside him. "Psh, who cares! Just appreciate it."

Shadow raised an eyebrow. “Appreciating chaos…” He took another look at the screen. “I suppose I did learn that I can’t understand a single thing that happens here. But... I’m still willing to try.”

Your grin softened, and you gently took his hand. "Hey, if you find yourself getting lost, at least you know now why I laugh so hard at this stuff.”

Shadow sighed, looking at the screen again. “If I must… But if I see one more pony....jar.... I swear I’ll…” He trailed off, trying to think of a fitting threat. But he couldn’t help but let out a short laugh. Maybe this was something they could bond over.

[babsharrison]

Between Worlds - Neo x Reader

Pairing | Neo Anderson x Fem! Reader

Summary | Neo returns to your life after disappearing, revealing that the world you live in is an illusion of the Matrix. Now, you must choose between the safety of the life you know and the unknown truth alongside Neo.

Word Count | 1.5k

CW | None. just some fluff

A/N | Hey luvs, this is my first fanfic here! I really hope you like it, and sorry if there are any grammar mistakes, I did my best. 😭

The soft morning light filtered through the café windows, casting dancing shadows on the tiled floor. Neo sat at a table in the corner, a forgotten cup of coffee in front of him. His eyes never left you, as you laughed and chatted animatedly with a group of friends at the next table. To them, you were a young woman full of life, hope, and possibilities. To him, you were a painful reminder of what he had lost and could never have.

As he watched you, memories flooded in, bringing back the conversations you’d had about dreams, the future, and freedom. Words that now seemed distant, almost unreal, as if they belonged to a time and life he could no longer reach. You were trapped in that illusory world, believing everything around you was real, while he lived in another dimension, fighting against the invisible shadows of the Matrix.

Your friends stood up, leaving you alone. Your gaze wandered around the café, and he noticed a sudden melancholy in your eyes, a trace of emptiness that tightened his chest. The urge to run to you, to hold you, to tell you that everything would be okay, grew inside him. But the words weighed heavily. His heart raced erratically as he shifted in his chair, nervous. He had never known how to handle the feelings you stirred within him.

Neo knew the world you belonged to was a prison, an illusion carefully designed to keep you asleep to the truth. He couldn’t let you stay there, ignorant of your own condition. But there was fear—fear that, in trying to save you, he would break the trust between you. What if you hated him for destroying what you believed to be real? The doubt gnawed at him.

Finally, with a heavy sigh, he stood up, the temporary decision to leave taking hold. He felt weak as he crossed the café door, leaving you behind once more. There was a shadow of guilt within him, knowing that his continued distance only made you more vulnerable. He hid in corners, watching you on the streets, following you from a distance as you carried on with your routine, completely unaware of the devastating truth.

Days passed.

He became a shadow in your life. He watched you walk to work, carrying a simple briefcase, your face focused on some daily task. He saw how your lips curved into a smile when someone told a joke. How your hands moved, almost dancing, as you spoke animatedly on the phone. But he also noticed the sadness in the moments when you were alone, the pensive expression, perhaps wondering why some parts of your life felt empty, as if something was missing—an absent presence.

Sometimes, he followed you to the building where you worked. From across the street, hidden in the shadows, he watched you get lost in the hurried crowds. And even though you didn’t know it, he felt the growing anguish of always being so close, yet so far.

He knew he couldn’t continue like this for much longer. The guilt was slowly consuming him. If only he could explain... If only he could make you understand what was real.

Until one day, he made a decision.

He couldn’t live on the sidelines of your life anymore, watching from afar. The risk of losing you forever was great, but the fear of never trying was even greater.

You were having a normal day, walking back home, shopping bags swinging at your side. Your steps echoed softly along the sidewalk as the day waned, and the sky turned shades of orange. Neo followed closely, closer than ever. With each step, the weight of the choice he was about to make became more evident.

You approached the gate to your building, distracted, fumbling with your keys, when suddenly you felt a presence behind you. A chill ran down your spine, and you turned quickly, your heart leaping in your chest. There he was. Neo.

Your gaze met his, and for a moment, the world seemed to stop. He stood still, the dark coat gently flowing with the wind. The face you hadn’t seen in so long, the figure that had disappeared without explanation, was now there, standing in front of you.

“Neo?” you murmured, surprise and shock mingling in your voice. “You... you’re here?”

He took a step forward, his expression serious, but there was something else in his eyes. Something you hadn’t recognized before. “I couldn’t keep watching you from afar,” he said, his voice low, almost a whisper. “I... I couldn’t leave you alone in this world.”

Your heart raced, a confusion of emotions washing over you. “Alone? What are you talking about?”

He hesitated for a second, the words he needed to say weighing heavily. But he knew the moment of truth had arrived. “I need to show you something. Something that will change everything.”

“Change everything? Neo, I thought you... I thought you were dead.” Your voice came out fragile, your eyes wide with disbelief, a mixture of pain and relief surfacing in the words you spoke.

Neo felt the impact of those words. Part of him wanted to apologize for letting you believe that, for disappearing without explanation, but he knew that any words would be insufficient. He had failed to protect you from the truth for too long. And now, here you were, standing before him, not knowing that you lived in a prison, not knowing that the world around you was a lie.

“I should’ve told you sooner,” he admitted, his gaze fixed on your face, trying to catch every nuance of emotion passing through your eyes. “But I couldn’t... I didn’t know how. This world... this life you know isn’t real.”

You took a step back, confused, trying to process his words. “Not real? What are you saying? This is my life, Neo. My job, my friends... my life.”

He stepped forward, trying to close the distance between you without pushing. “All of this was designed to keep you trapped. Like an illusion, a prison for the mind.” He was pleading with his eyes, his voice low and serious. “I was trapped too, until I found the truth. Now, I’m fighting against it... and I need you.”

Your mind was spinning. Everything he said sounded like madness, but there was something in his eyes—something that made you stop, hesitate. The intensity in Neo’s gaze, so familiar yet so distant, hit you hard. You had always trusted him, always knew he was different. But now, he was speaking of things that were beyond what you could understand.

“I... I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you whispered, your hands trembling as you held the shopping bags, trying to find some anchor in the reality around you.

Neo knew this would be hard. He had gone through the same confusion, the same denial. The revelation of the Matrix was devastating to anyone, but he needed you to trust him. He needed you to see.

“I know it sounds crazy. I didn’t believe it at first either. But let me show you.” He extended his hand, hesitant, as if the simple gesture could change everything between you. “If you trust me, I can take you out of this.”

Your heart raced. Part of you wanted to back away, to flee from all this madness. But another part, the part that still believed in Neo, that still felt something for him, was curious. What if he was right? What if everything he said was true?

You looked at Neo’s outstretched hand, feeling the crushing weight of the choice ahead. On one side, the life you knew—comfortable, familiar, safe—and on the other, the truth he offered you, mysterious and terrifying. Fear mixed with the desire for answers, but there was something deeper, something that went beyond words.

Neo was everything to you. The days without him had been long and lonely, a silent pain you could never ignore. Now, he was here, standing before you, more real and more beautiful than you remembered, like an impossible dream that had materialized.

The air around you seemed heavy, almost palpable, as your fingers hesitated for a moment. Every movement carried the gravity of that choice, an invisible line that separated the past from the future. Slowly, your trembling fingers began to move until they found his hand, sealing what, in a way, had always been inevitable.

Neo watched as you made the choice. His heart, which had seemed frozen, started beating again with force when your fingers finally touched his. There was a moment of silence between you, as if the world around you had disappeared, leaving only the connection between your hands.

“I trust you,” you finally said, your voice low, almost a whisper. “Show me what I need to see.”

Neo gently squeezed your hand, the expression on his face softening for a brief moment. He knew that what lay ahead wouldn’t be easy for you, but at least now, he wouldn’t be alone. The journey you were about to face together was only the beginning.

[whimsicalpolitical]

Loved your subspace fanfic >:)

Now I’m asking very politely for sub Matty. I would LOVE to read your perspective of him because I loved dom Matty but feel I’d love sub Matty even moreeee.

Maybe like girlie pushes his limits and he completely melts for her. I don’t know. I’m dreadful at request.

-🍒anon

First of all thank you so much for your request anon!! I’m glad you liked the dom version, I gladly take this request!! I’m also picturing this Matty era:

18+mdni, you saw the request ;)

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Matty didn't really know how to breach the subject, he knew what he wanted very well and he knew what to say but it was how, how was he supposed to tell you with a straight face that you should be the dominant one. He trusted you of course, with his life, but the second he told you he wants to be ruined, the air shifted.

“mhm-” he whimpers. “I- hm, fuck-”

You’re sitting ontop of him, he’s looking up at you with those big brown eyes. it’s almost pornographic the way he’s whining and moaning. He squirms underneath you as you pump his cock. it’s like you’re teasing him.

He quickly lost track of the amount of times you've made him come. You promised him this is the last time if he’s going to be good.

“Ngh, please,” he babbles. He doesn’t even know what he’s asking for. You flick your thumb across his slit and he whimpers. tears well up in his eyes.

“Please what?” you ask, batting your lashes. He can’t take it for much longer. He searches for your lips desperately, messily kissing you and moaning into your mouth. “Im gonna— uhhhg..” he moans.

“No, you’re not,” you swat your hand from him and watch as he tries to search for the lost friction, bucking his hips up into thin air.

“Fuckin’ hell, baby please,” he whines, a tear slipping from his eye.

“you— baby.” a whine almost slips out, “you’re mean,” he pouts but gasps when your fingers trail up his cock.

“I’m not mean, you’re just greedy,” you grab his chin to make him look at you, “made you cum, what maybe 3 times and you still want more? S’ pathetic.”

Matty’s breath hitches, you return to slowly pumping him again. Moreover you begin to kiss up his shaft, proud to see that by the time you reach his tip to look back at him he's still looking at you.

“Hold out for me yeah? You’re a patient boy,” you praise, smirking down on him. His jaw goes slack as you speed up your movements, moans spilling out. You lean down, and bite at his jawline. he grips onto the sheets beside him, holding fistfuls.

“M’so close, mmph,” he whines, bucking up into your hand, “please- ah, fuck. m’ gonna.” His body finishes before he could end his sentence. His stomach is tensing and back arching as he releases all over himself, thick white spurts of cum coating his stomach and up to his chest as he trembles and squirms under you. 

His eyes are closed and you’re stroking him slowly through his orgasm, “Matty,” you tut, “didn’t tell you to cum now, did I?”

His chest is heavily moving up and down, pearls of sweat covering his tattoos. His curls are sticking to his face and when he finally opens his eyes, he’s gone to another dimension.

You tap his cheek with your flat hand a few times, “you with me?” He nods quickly, “m’sorry, couldn’t hold it in anymore.” He whines, your hand still not stopping its movement.

You don’t slow your movements as well, hand going up and down on his dick with a newfound ease due to the slick. His hips buck up into your hand and his eyes roll back. It is a lot, too much. “m-uh.. please,” he squeaks. noises being punched out of him quicker than before. “I can’t, s’too much!”

“One more,” you kiss his lips, “can give me one more.”

You resume your past rhythm, leaning down and pressing kisses to his tears, he whimpers. “‘M you’re good boy?”

Your face coms up to his, gazing into his eyes, “my best boy.”

You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you immediately set to a faster pace, stroking him from base to tip and causing a slick sound to fill the room as you coat his length in his own cum, the sound barely audible over his loud whimpers and moans as his head falls back, back arching into you.

“Gonna cum again for me?”

“Please, please-“ he’s begging as if you’re going to continue being mean. “Can’t, christ,” he’s babbling, whining, writhing underneath you.

Matty can’t even muster up a warning that he is about to cum, just letting out a choked moan as he practically doubles over as he comes, cum spilling onto his stomach and chest again, as you stroke him through it until he is pulling away from you.

"Such a good boy" you speak softly as you stand up to cup his cheeks, lifting his face to meet yours, your lips meeting his in a soft kiss.

"Made such a mess, baby" you tease as you wipes his face with your thumbs, his cheeks flush red at the thought of tears on his face.

“Lay down, be right back,” you leave the room to fetch a washcloth from the bathroom, wetting it with warm water and getting a shirt that’s draped over the bathtub, before making your way back to your shared bedroom, smiling at the sight of Matty splayed out on your bed, completely fucked out. 

"Gonna clean you up now, alright?" You practically whisper, feeling like if you were too loud it might startle him. Matty simply nods in response as you climb back onto the bed with him and situate yourself between his still-spread thighs, gently and softly cleaning the drying cum from his stomach and chest, being extra careful when cleaning his now soft length, and apologizing quietly when he winces.

“All done,” you say, fiddling with his shirt, “arms up now,” he does as you say, still completely in his own world, not a word coming from his mouth.

He lays back when he’s clothed and you throw the cloth in the laundry basket, coming down to press sweet kisses to his face, “did so good f’me.”

“Do you need anything? Water?” He shakes his head, grabbing your arm.

“Can we just cuddle for a bit?” Your heart swells.

You settle behind him and Matty turns on to his stomach, his face nuzzling against your chest. Your hands come down to his curls, slowly massaging his scalp.

“I love you,” you whisper, and he just hums from exhaustion, kissing your skin as a response before drifting off to sleep.

[xreaderdumpster]

Logan’s nightmares

Pairing- Logan HowlettxWade WilsonxReader!

CW: Death mentions, mild descriptions of a nightmare, Logan calls reader “darlin’”, lots of comfort otherwise!!

Use of second person perspective (you) for the reader mentions, no gendered language!

Word count: 839 (short)

First full length fanfic attempt to this blog! Please let me know what you think ;w;

Fear gripped Logan as he jolted awake. His chest heaved, a light sheen of sweat across his naked torso. The nightmares. Seeing the ruins of the X-Mansion and his teammates… Freinds al dead. Finding the bodies of his lovers amongst them. The feeling of holding their cold bodies in his arms. It was enough to make any man wake up in a panic.

He looked to his right as he heard the soft snores of his male love, Wade, snoring and mumbling. Those soft lips moving like they did when he was awake. And beside him was you, his female love. Breathing softly and hair delicately framing your cheeks. Logan felt his racing heart begin to slow. You were both breathing. Both alive and ok beside him. He didn’t realise he was holding a sigh but it took some of the weight off his chest when he let it out. Trying not to disturb either of you, Logan carefully manoeuvred himself out of the bed. He didn’t want to… No, he couldn’t go back to sleep. Not yet. The sound of his feet against the hard wooden floor was minimal and silent. Having enhanced hearing meant he quickly learnt which of the floorboards creaked under his adamantium body and which didn’t. He took one last look to the two he loved most as they continued sleeping peacefully before closing the door behind him.

Silently, he walked to the guest room. This was his usual routine at night. He’d have a nightmare or two and get up because he couldn’t go back to sleep. But tonight he didn’t want to drink despite the slight dry taste in his mouth. Logan sat himself on the edge of the bed, rough hands running across the soft blanket that draped over the bedding. Wade had bought the blanket for Logan originally when he first moved in with him and Al. He came to this dimension with nothing but the clothes on his back yet Wade bought him the blanket to comfort him on cold nights. He picked it up, holding it to his cheek. The thick cotton always soothed Logan after a nightmare. The faint smell helped soothe his aching heart too. Bergamot that reminded him of Wade and Jasmine that reminded him of you. God knows how many times you three had curled up under the blanket to make it smell like you. But it’s what Logan needed. He allowed himself to lay on top of the blanket, legs over the edge as he pulled the red blanket around him. Part of him hated himself for seeking you comfort from a blanket instead of just holding you close. But he couldn’t disturb either of you.

Unfortunately, it turns out he did. The soft pattern of two different footprints came down the hall before knocking on the spare bedroom door.

“S’open.” Logan grumbled. The door opened to Wade and you standing there. Logan sat up, elbows resting on his muscular thighs.

“You ok, Lo?” You asked in your usual sleepy voice. Logan nodded, his gaze lingering on the oversized shirt and pyjama shorts you wore.

“I’m fine, darlin’. Go back to bed. Both of you.” Logan replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Wade frowned. He could see right through his lover.

“Nightmare again, huh?” Wade asked in an unusually calm and soft tone. Logan didn’t respond for a beat before nodding. He couldn’t lie to them.

You and Wade sat either side of him.

“Do you want us to leave you alone, peanut?” Wade asked, his hand on Logan’s shoulder. Logan’s hazel eyes never met yours or Wade’s. His gaze remained in his lap.

“Lo?” You asked, your hand resting on top of his. Another sigh escaped him almost involuntarily.

“Don’t go…” he whispered gruffly. The hand you held intertwined with his as his other hand held Wade’s. You glanced at Wade with a knowing expression. He gives you a nod. You know how to handle nightmare-riddled Logan. Gently, you guided Logan down onto the mattress, moving the blanket around him. Wade slipped into one side of the bed while you slipped into the other. Wade spooned Logan while you curled up facing him.

“We’re here, love. And we’re not going anywhere.” You reassured Logan as you cupped his cheeks. The light scratching sensation of his beard against your palms was always oddly soothing. Logan merely nodded, finally feeling the tension and worry beginning to fade. Your lips placed a kiss on his forehead. Your eyes locked onto his hazel ones. All the unspoken words loomed in the glow of the moonlight. You nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck as you wrapped your arms around his waist. Wade’s breathing had already started to even out as he gently tugged Logan closer. The gentle, rhythmic pattern helped Logan to ground himself. He tugged you closer to his broad frame before allowing himself to close his eyes once more.

Some nights the nightmares didn’t come back. And it was because of you two.

[albondiguilla007]

So:

I mostly opened this account to talk about Harry Potter with other fans. I need potterhead friends I’m begging you, take pity on me.

✨ First though, here’s a Marauders playlist:

✨ Profile pic by sophitil

Ok, so a bit about me and this blog’s contents:

✨ We don’t judge here, every ship is welcome

✨But if it’s gay better

✨ I love the golden trio, I won’t stand for ANY kind of SLANDER, not of Ron, not of Hermione, least of all Harry. They are human, and they are good friends with flaws who love each other very much. They are growing up, grieving, taking care of each other and learning about life. I adore their friendship, and fanfics that realistically explore their relationship will always be a soft spot of mine. (wholesome one shot)

✨ Hot take: If you have any fanfic recommendation where they are romantically together (the three of them, as in an actual relationship), I would appreciate it very much

✨ Drarry (please)—I live for Drarry, I breathe, think, dream, eat Drarry 🙏🏻 They’re my babies

✨ Draco Malfoy is a power bottom, fight me

✨ Lily Evans is my queen and goddess

✨ Tomarry? I’M A SLUT FOR TOMARRY (please I need more time travel fanfic recommendations) Some very good ones tho:

Terrible, but Great.

you belong to me (i belong to you).

Of Kings, of Pawns, and of Men. (This one is not time trivel per se but its AMAZING I’m telling ya)

Wear me like a locket around my throat

(all of them are in ao3)

✨ My boy Harry is incredibly underrated on his own book, like...? He is amazing, I love him, I wish him all the happiness in the world. WE NEED MORE FANFICS WHERE ALL HIS MENTAL STRUGGLES AND GRIEVING PROCESSESS ARE PORTRAYED. (He’s gone through so much, I don’t buy the way canon just swept everything under the rug and moved on)

✨ Another soft spot of mine? Fanfics where Harry time travels to a time where his parents are alive or a different dimension all together.

To make it better

Devil’s White Knight

Across the universe

You’re somebody else

(all in ao3 except Across the universe, that’s a short story in fanfic.net)

Other recommendations

✨ My bedtime readings are hardcore Drarry smut with some very questionable dom/sub dynamics. RECOMMENDATIONS PLEASE 🙏🏻

✨ Jegulus (depending on the mood) Jegulily thooo 👀

✨Canon James Potter was a dick, but I forgive him. He did change a bit after Hogwarts, but I keep hoping he would’ve matured more if he’d had the chance to grow up into an actual adult

✨ Aaron Taylor Johnson and every other version of James Potter is mine, no arguments

✨ NO SNAPE SLANDER. He is an amazing character, and a very complex one at that. He is not supposed to be a good person, but a complicated one with a gray set of values. Y’all do not understand that, and I’m tired of watching Marauders stans be so fucking hypocritical when it comes to him.

Crime and Punishment (an amazing severitus fic on ao3)

✨ August, Cardigan and Betty are about these three idiots (Lily, James and Regulus) and you can’t change my mind. If you have any fanfic recs I’m all ears.

[two-sibyls-tall]

I bullet-point planned out a batfam fanfic aWHILE ago but I am Bad At Writing full-fledged stories so I’m going to just throw it out in the open here in the hopes that ya’ll will appreciate it, and also that mayhaps someone else who is Good At Writing will find it and make it.

So. Here’s my take on a Reverse!Robins Dimensional Travel fic.

Damian:

Starts off with Robin!Damian seeing a black-robed uniform that’s awfully similar to the League of Assassins gear. Which is. Worrying. to see in Gotham.

Robin!Damian sneaks up on him to figure out wtf he’s doing.

Nightwing!Damian, aka the black-robed figure, calls him out. Possibly even makes an offhanded joke about how R!Damian shouldn’t be wearing bright ass colors if he didn’t want to be seen.

R!Damian catches sight of the Nightwing logo on N!Damian’s chest and proceeds to demand who he is

N!Damian recognizes R!Damin’s pattern of speech and essentially goes “oh fuck”. Reveals himself as Nightwing, aka Damian Wayne.

R!Damian immediately thinks of the Heretic. He calls for backup in code via comm link.

N!Damian is on the same comm channel, so he hears the responses to the code even if he doesn’t recognize the code itself. He’s semi-annoyed and starts running

R!Damian is IN PURSUIT.

N!Damian gets yoinked back to hid own dimension

R!Damian meets up with Nightwing!Dick and says something along the lines of “the assailant disappeared but who tf was that.”

Jason:

It’s a couple days later now.

Red Robin!Tim has already started working on a multiverse-type theory and let Red Hood!Jason know, so honestly RH!Jason isn’t terribly surprised when he comes across a vaguely familiar vigilante beating the shit out of a criminal in Crime Alley.

New vigilante introduces himself as Redbird

RH!Jason goes across comms to ask Tim how tf he should be handling this shit?

Redbird visibly freezes up when RR! does the classic “no names in the field” chastise

RH!Jason straight up asks Redbird if he can hear the comms bc who needs to be subtle.

When Redbird confirms, he just sorta sighs and gives a code to O. There’s a bit of yelling while the team processes the possibility of compromised comms.

It calms down again, and RR!Tim is like “okay the evidence is pretty clear here if you ask me,, Redbird I think you’re from another dimension. Do you recognize any of us?”

Redbird is like “well I’ve only actually caught one of your guys’s names so far, but yes I. Know. a Tim. He doesnt sound like you anymore, though”

RH!Jason is like ‘hmm we’re gonna put a pin in that one for now’

Meanwhile RR!Tim is talking to Redbird about going to the batcave and also maybe running some tests to figure out where they’re coming from and what’s going on here

Redbird shrugs and mentions that this whole situation sorta seems like what his brother was talking about a few seconds before he jumped dimensions.

“Is your brother Damian Wayne, aka Nightwing?”

“Fuck. Yeah, that’s him.”

At this point RH!Jason connects the dots an goes “ah shit, you’re me aren’t you.”

Redbird!Jason gives the most dramatic eye-roll possible and is like “bro we went from Redbird to Red Hood? That’s so lame. Why’d we even change it.”

RH!Jason just looks at him. “No dude we went from Robin to Red Hood. because we died.”

“NEWS TO ME???”

They've been heading to the batcave during this conversation

They walk in and RR!Tim's already there and he's like "Jason stop freaking out mini you this is clearly a different universe he might not even die."

Redbird!Jason is completely frozen staring at (unmasked) Tim and just kinda whispers "Tim?" And then he gets yoinked back to his universe.

Tim and Jason look at each other and Jason's like "so that's definitely not a good sign for what happened to you in their universe, right?"

Dick:

Nightwing!Dick is in the Batcave w/ most of the family discussing the dimension travel shit when he suddenly feels like he's being watched

He puts the meeting on pause and the feeling increases and he just looks straight up and sees golden eyes staring at him from the rafters

The other Batfamily members in attendance also look up and go what !! the fuck !!

NW!Dick knows about the whole 'Haly's circus being a theoretical breeding ground for the Court of Owls' thing bc I said so, so he already feels like he knows whats goin on

before anyone can say anything he just clears his throat and says "Gray Son?"

Batfamily freezes in shock and the small child w/ gold eyes just tilts his head in recognition and then jumps down from the rafters w/ no hesitation

He lands right next to NW!Dick and stands at attention, and Dick kinda feels sick bc Talon!Dick is like 8 years old

NW!Dick looks at the batfamily and makes some joke of like "haha looks like it’s my turn for the alternate dimension encounter"

RR!Tim is already taking notes

Bruce's put it all together and he's like "fuck. Little you is a Talon."

Cue the batfamily losing their shit again

Talon!DIck is looking between all of them confused, and he notices Damian just deadlock staring at him, and he's like Oh!! I know this one !!! so he stares back

RR!Tim is like "okay fantastic, well between Talon and Nightwing!Damian I think I can confidently guess by now that their dimension is one where all of our ages are reversed. Hey Talon do u wanna confirm that."

Talon is Very Helpful and nods, and Nightwing!Dick is like "alright buddy do you wanna tell us about ur dimension"

Except Talon doesnt really talk but !! he does sign!! his big sister cass has been teaching him sign !!

NW!Dick is like “thats great!! I know sign!!” and he starts relaying info to RR!Tim so he can take notes while Talon talks

Talon tells him that Tim From His Universe (and Dick isnt going to unpack yet why Tim’s namesign is a T drawn in the shape of a smile) has also put together that they’re going to a different universe

He says there was a case that the 4 nightshift batboys were on (girls were working a different case, Batman is offworld) w Oracle leading ofc that was selling alien technology

he says the 4 nightshift batboys were hit w a beam that didnt seem to do anything, but Tim of His Universe thinks that beam just had a slower affect and is what’s causing this

He says his big brother damian was the first to just randomly disappear mid mission and it gave Talon a scare bc they were together at the time, so he just froze and waited for damian to come back

and when Damian did, he immediately relayed what happened over comms, and a couple seconds later Redbird wasnt responding either

at this point RR!Tim interrupts and is like “are u saying urs all happened the same day? bc its been like a couple weeks since NW!Damian came here and several days since Redbird”

Talon just kinda shrugs and is like “well keep an eye out for Tim Of My Universe next bc he was hit too”

At this point NW!Tim is like “hey bud. why u. Why u using that name sign for Tim?”

Talon’s is about to respond when he gets yoinked back to his universe as well

Tim gives a mildly hysterical laugh and is like “well that’s not foreboding at all!!!”

Tim:

RR!Tim doesnt actually notice when JJ!Tim comes in this universe, bc at this point JJ!Tim has figured it out as well and is like “alright well the kid hasnt been jokerized so why traumatize him if I dont have to”

but unfortunately JJ!Tim IS spotted by a random passerby who mistakes him for the Joker so the whole batfamily’s out soon anyway looking for him

Hood finds JJ!Tim first and is like “alright i got eyes on him and im in pursuit,, hes kinda dressed weird tho wtf”

JJ!Tim hears this over comms and is like ‘welp now or never’ so he talks over the comms too (while running from Hood) and is like “hey I might be in the wrong universe, any way I could talk to one Tim Drake”

RR!Tim is like “Fuck dude really. rn? with a joker breakout? this is a bad time”

JJ!Tim responds w like “ur telling me, dude, Im the one being chased by a homicidal maniac w a red bucket on his head”

“YOU’RE THE GUY DRESSED LIKE THE JOKER?”

“THE JOKER IS STILL ALIVE HERE?”

JJ!Tim does NOT take this news well and he stops running, Hood catches up but doesnt engage bc ur telling me this is Tim?? this is RR?? tf happened?? but he does relay over comms that JJ is laughing and it is freaking him tf out bc he sounds EXACTLY like the Joker so SOMEONE get over here before Jason goes full Pit Rage

RR!Tim does arrive and immediately recognizes his own features despite the green hair and green eyes and bleached skin and Absolutely Terrifying Smile what the FUCK happened

JJ calms down just enough to be like “Oh I get it. This universe is age reversal so it also changed who the Joker got, too”

Hood looks like hes about to be sick, Tim’s not far behind

JJ’s like “great! well I’m Joker Junior, occasionally known as Tim Drake, and in my universe I was brainwashed by the Joker, then killed him and myself!! but apaprently the universe wasnt a fan of that because then I woke up in an UNMARKED GRAVE and wandered around for awhile, got dunked in a lazarus pit, and am overall having a terrible time”

At this point NW!Dick and Robin!Damian are here too and they’re like jfc dude

JJ looks down at his wrist like theres a watch there (there’s not) and is like “alright well according to my calculations, I shouldnt be here much longer, since most of my time was spent hiding & then running from ya’ll in order to NOT have this confrontation but look how well that worked out. Anyway u guys should kill the joker,, who knows if he might get inspiration from my universe and torture little timmy over there,, anyway ta ta” and then he fuckin disappears

Red Hood is like “yep ok im gonna go murder a clown” and no one really moves to go stop him

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Dadphiles Master Post

Dadphiles is a Sonic AU that diverges from the Solaris fight in Sonic 06, wherein Mephiles separates from Iblis at the last moment. In his haste, he accidentally pulls a de-aged Sonic, Shadow, and Silver all to the past with him. Now Mephiles must watch over them as they grow up if he wishes to enact his revenge… He just wasn’t expecting them to call him “Dad”.

All posts can be found under the #Dadphiles AU tag.

Details below + Links:

This post will be updated as time goes on. New additions will be marked as (✨New!✨). Last update: (August 11, 2024)

Character Sheets

Sonic | Shadow | Silver | Mephiles

Height Chart (See above)

AU Lore

Mephiles/Iblis/Solaris breakdown (Art): Mephiles the Mind, Iblis the Heart

The Trinity Gods of Mobius: Gaia who provides the Earth, the Master Emerald who provides life, and Solaris who provides the sun.

Mephiles' Crystals: Pieces of his power, they allow Mephiles to reach Sonic, Shadow, and Silver across time and space even with his weakened state.

The Void: A place between time, like a pocket dimension, made by Mephiles' power. It allows him to protect the children without interfering with the rest of their respective points in time. It's a place of absolute darkness and when the children enter or leave, it is in a brief plume of dark smoke.

Due to Mephiles not having the full power of Solaris (something Iblis possesses but does not have the mental capacity to use), Mephiles does not know which threats to the SSS happened in the original timeline or if they're genuine threats. Therefore, he pulls them into the Void whenever they're in danger.

Animatics

Was it all a dream? (Post-Separation) - Tumblr

The sun is not a mortal's to control. (Sonic Forces) - Tumblr

(✨New!✨) Rage of a God (Sonic Forces) - Youtube

(✨New!✨) "Eat sh✩t and die" (Present Day) - Tumblr

Fanfics (Ao3)

And the Void was Silent - Ch 1/1

Comics

(✨New!✨) The Beginning - [Note: Pseudo-Canon]

(✨New!✨) Would you still Love me? (Present Day)

Timeline

Canon Divergence from Sonic 06 Final Battle >> (✨New!✨) The Beginning - Immediately after escaping the final blow, Mephiles finds he dragged three hoglets with him. (Mini Comic) [Note: Pseudo-Canon] >> And the Void was Silent - Mephiles' POV while raising Sonic, Shadow, and Silver. (Fic - Complete)

AU-Altered Sonic CD >> The Incident - Sonic, Shadow, and Silver are abruptly returned to their times, marking this the last time they see one another for years. Mephiles falls into a hibernation while the children are left lost wondering what happened.

Was it all a dream? (Animatic)

AU-Altered Sonic Adventure 2

AU-Altered Sonic Heroes

AU-Altered Shadow the Hedgehog

AU-Altered Sonic 06 >> "Destroy the seal of Iblis..." (Mini-Comic)

AU-Altered Sonic Forces >> The sun is not a mortal's to control. (Animatic) >> (✨New!✨) Rage of a God (Animation)

Present Day >> (✨New!✨) "Eat sh✩t and die" (Animation) - Mephiles, Vanilla, Vector >> (✨New!✨) Would you still love me? ( Comic) - Mephiles, Shadow, Silver, Sonic

-=-|-=-

Bonus art and answered Asks can be found under the #Dadphiles AU tag.

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Uraichi Fandom I need help

I'm looking for 2 Uraichi fanfics that I've forgotten to bookmark/download for some reason. I'm also pretty sure I found these fics on AO3.

Fanfic # 1 - I think it was a fic about the times Kisuke found Ichigo crying. The first scene was Ichigo crying somewhere just after his mom's death and Kisuke came across him. Ichigo had an origami that his mom made him. - Ichigo left behind the origami and Kisuke kept it safe before returning it to the location once he felt that Ichigo came back looking for it. - Ichigo found the origami again and was glad because it was still okay. He also noticed the marks made by Kisuke's geta on the ground. - Fast forward a few years, Kisuke has become so used to knowing/going to the location of Ichigo's secret crying spot that when he was feeling down he unknowingly went there to brood and was finally caught by Ichigo.

Fanfic # 2 - Post Winter War AU where Ichigo disappeared after using Mugetsu. They all thought he died but his body was actually stuck in some kind of limbo. - Somehow he was stuck a little bit as some kind of invisible ghost that was only able to watch over his family. (not sure if this was in the same fic or if this was part of another fic, but I'll add it just in case) - Ichigo somehow manages to talk and interact with Kisuke. - Kisuke thinks he's gone mad as he's seeing Kurosaki-san. Thinks that he's finally gone insane because of the guilt. - Ichigo manages to semi-convince Kisuke that he's real and he's stuck somewhere and he needs help getting out. Kisuke agrees. - Ichigo and Kisuke spend time together and grow closer as Kisuke studies how to reach that limbo dimension. - Kisuke tries getting Ichigo out but fails on the first try. He finally had enough and thought to himself that Ichigo was just a hallucination and trying to find him in a separate dimension was just hopeless desperation. Cue angst. - Kisuke did eventually try again and succeeded and finally freed Ichigo from limbo.

[alluramunroe]

things I would make different in Arcane Season 2 Act I. A little fanfic fix it because it’s fun to think about what could have been. If you are a Vi fan she is not mentioned because I really don’t know what to do with her character, same goes for Jayce. But Viktor is not mentioned because he would not be mentioned or his story line would not be important until the end of Act II.

Edit: Link to Act II, Act III Part I, Act III Part II

enforcers flood Zaun

Begin by actually showing and lingering on the chaos that Jinx blowing Up the council had. The response by Piltover would be swift and indiscriminately attack zaunites because they don’t know who caused it.

zaunites attack Piltover Zaunites on their own without any push from Ambessa would be embolden by jinx attack and plan an attack on Piltover themselves. Show that some zaunites wanted to fight for their freedom for a while but never did until jinx forced their hand. But Ambessa uses the attack to further her agenda.

Mel v Ambessa political/guile face off

the whole Ambessa using salo to eventually nominate Caitlyn scene happens but Mel is there and they lock eyes from across the room. Mel is never kidnapped by black rose. During the nomination camera lingers on how different council responds to the nomination, demonstrating who would be more susceptible to Mel or Ambessa’s influence. After that showing both Ambessa and Mel flexing their manipulation and politicking power to out maneuver one another.

Caitlyn gasses Zaun in search of jinx

meanwhile in Zaun, Caitlyn is going after jinx like in the actual season gassing Zaun. However, makes it clear that she will get jinx by any means necessary. If Zaun wants it to stop, they have to hand over jinx. Some in Zaun want to give up jinx to make the rampage stop, some who will be the jinxers see her as the leader/savior and begin attacking Piltover-like indiscriminately no leadership or plan, and others (this group includes Sevika) think yeah what she did was unplanned and the jinxers are misguided but they do need to begin strategically fighting Piltover.

Ekko tries to hide from the Zaun Piltover fight

Ekko just wants to stay out of it and protect the firelights, he never goes to the alternate dimension. The tree is dying because of the gas and not the arcane-shown by the top of the tree decaying. Scar (or another firelight) is like we need to join the fight against Piltover. Ekko is like no we just need to hand over jinx to stop the gassing and will be fine. But then scar takes him to the roots and shows the rot that looks like it’s been there for awhile. Ekkos like that won’t be a major problem until 20 or 30 years. Scar responds we would still be down here, hiding, because we did not fight against Piltover.

Jinx sees the consequences of her action via Isha

jinx still meets Isha-sorry in advance she is still a plot device in my story-and makes a connection. However, as they are on the run from enforcers because of the bombing and jinx being the most wanted Isha and Jinx repeatedly get gassed. This cause isha to get sick and worse. This is the first time jinx sees the affects of her action happen slowly, instead of instantaneous like the explosion she caused in season 1. Also it show her actions affecting a vulnerable person who unlike Ekko and Vi seemed to bounce back from her actions stronger than they were before. Instead of the person she hurt trying to save her or stop her, it’s the person who admires her and still getting hurt.

Jinx goes to firelight for help with Isha

isha becomes really sick because of the gassing. Jinx learns about the firelights and that they could give needed medical help. She knows Ekko is there and mad at her for the attack on the council and is even thinking about turning her over. but she goes anyway. Her arrival causes a fight between Ekko and Scar, Ekko is like we have to turn her end. Scar is like we shouldn’t because that won’t solve the problem due to other zaunites attacking Piltover enforcer action is more intense and won’t stop with just her-the war is happening and we need people like her. Back and forth like that until jinx cut in, she’s desperate to get help for Isha, I’ll let you turn me in as long as you help isha.

Mel’s politicking and realization of her privilege

Mel in opposition to her mother is trying to get other council member to arrange peace with Zaun. In the background attacks have been going on between both cities, citizens death and collateral have been felt by both. In talks with a council member/industry baron, the member states that they could lose everything if they try to gain peace with Zaun (something like a manufacturer could no longer divert smog into the undercity). The member also states Mel loses nothing she is still an heir of Noxus-she can leave Piltover and still have power and privilege. This will be foreshadowing of Ambessa’s death because in Act 3 Mel will have to kill her mother to stop her from killing an under city leader (most likely Ekko) to show she as an overarching metaphor she is willing to give up her power and privilege if it is needed to help the under city.

Mel and Ekko clash

through plot contrivance, Ekko, Jinx, Mel and a council member (a member more sympathetic to Mel than Ambessa) are trapped together when Ekko was on his way to turn in Jinx. This leads to clashing and finger pointing about who caused more pain. The classic blame the oppress for fighting back type argument. This makes Ekko realize that he can’t run away he needs to fight because the Piltover/council don’t even realize the violence they enact on Zaun everyday. Also Mel learns more how much she will need to give up in order to reach peace - more foreshadowing to stop her mother there will need to be drastic measures.

Mel let’s jinx and Ekko go or doesn’t try to stop the as they head back to the firelight base.

End of Act I - preparations for war

Shows Ekko returning to firelight with jinx. Ekko tells Scar he was right they need to fight back. Scar takes Ekko to Sevika who in the background has been struggling to handle the fight against Piltover because she never thought of her self as a leader. Montage of the different war rooms the Firelight/Sevika and Ambessa/Caitlyn/Piltover. Additionally, shows Mel feeding info to Ekko via Lest.

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Batfamily fanfic recs

Duke Thomas

Keep Your Head, Your Backbone, and Your Heart by MrMich (word count: 54,578/chapters: 6/complete

The last thing that Duke expected on what was supposed to be just a regular patrol was being suddenly thrown five years into the past, coming face to face with a darker, more violent Batman than the one he knew, a broken family, and a Tim who was a foot shorter than Duke, and not even Robin yet.

A silent shadow flitted past him, just barely visible on the cave walls. He went rigid, tracking the shadow in the corner of his vision.

And then he dropped to the floor, just in time, as a familiar black gloved fist passed overhead. He just barely missed being hit by the punishing blow that would have landed right on his temple for a sure concussion if he hadn’t dodged.

“Batman?” Duke yelled. He somersaulted forward, just barely avoiding another strike. “B, what are you doing?!”

“Who are you,” came the growled response. A shiver crawled down Duke’s spine at the grim hostility in Batman’s voice that promised violence, and something tightened in the back of his throat.

Tim Drake

Liminal Space by Calamityjim (word count: 77,186/chapters: 17/complete)

Bruce's habit of collecting strays is not limited by dimension.

Or

When Young Justice Batman comes across an angsty, seemingly abandoned by his Batman Tim Drake, he decides to step up to the plate and parent the crap out of him.

Ten cents richer by Ms_trickster

(Word count: 13,493/Chapters: one shot)

You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

That’s how the saying goes. Take enough punches from the universe and eventually it becomes harder and harder to pop back up, to see the worth in fighting back, to stop yourself from turning around and delivering some punches of your own.

Tim never wanted to become the villain—

“Appendicitis,” Tim breathed in disbelief. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

—but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t tempted to burn the world to ashes when shit like this kept happening to him.

Dick grayson

making gold out of it (read all the tags/word count: 7,601/one-shot)

Dick talks himself back down on the bathroom floor, clinical and detached.

(For someone whose primary skill is manipulating his body, it’s not very often that he feels connected to it.)

Or, five years after Blockbuster, Dick begins teetering on the ledge of processing what Catalina did to him.

Stephanie brown

DON'T YOU CRY, DRY YOUR EYES. (Word count: 4,842/one-shot)

After inhaling her food before Bruce's even halfway through his vanilla milkshake, Stephanie seems to have sobered up a little. She's looking less green, and more like she's trying to develop x-ray vision and look into Bruce's soul.

Or maybe she's still drunk, because she very suddenly and very bluntly tells him, "I used to wish you were my dad," drowning her chips into a little pot of ketchup.

Bruce pauses. He slowly drops the chicken nugget he was about to put in his mouth — since now is probably not the time to complain about how the nuggets are a little dry today.

(Bruce Wayne is not Stephanie Brown's father, not at all.)

Gen (two or more bats)

THIS ISN'T PUNISHMENT (I LOVE YOU). (Word count:2,250/ one-shot/ jason & bruce)

It's not."

Jason swallows thickly, "What?"

"My parents death is not the worst thing to ever happen to me," Bruce reiterates, as calm as Jason has ever seen him, eerily indifferent to the topic. But it's his eyes that remind Jason of the situation at hand, the way they're wide and glassy, pale blue eyes screaming for the words to stop.

They don't stop; "Losing you," Bruce continues, unblinking to Jason's expression of absolute horror, "Is the worst thing to ever happen to me."

Pain should not be quantifiable. It's with sinking hatred and pity, does Jason realise, guilt shouldn't be measurable either.

(Batman is hit with truth serum, Jason reacts to the consequences.)

The Neighborhood Watch by AlexaAffect (word count: 8,565/Chapter(s):1/gen

A knock on his door roused him from his vigilance, strong and steady.

Jason tucked a crutch beneath his arm, pushing himself up off the couch. In his other hand he carried the gun; his finger poised on the trigger. Bruce’s gun safety rules bounced around in his head, mingling with his father’s from years earlier.

Keep your finger off the trigger unless you intend to shoot.

Jason didn’t intend to miss.

Another knock; more frantic this time than before.

He had half a mind to yell. The curses died in his throat. The list of people who knew his safe house was short. He was leaving nothing up to chance. He leaned forward, pressing the gun against the door, and checked the peephole.

Dick.

Immediate relief.

Or alternatively; The Joker escapes Arkham and due to a broken leg, Jason can do nothing about it. Luckily, he doesn't have to wait alone.

Dick Grayson, Nightwing and other Unrelated Coincidences by StarlightDreamer16

Dick Grayson, a Bludhaven fed, has been assigned to observe the Justice League from the inside on behalf of the United States government.

Nightwing, a respected Justice League member, is away on an undercover mission to infiltrate the FBI.

These things are not related.

The Non-Bat affiliated members of the League share one braincell and it's missing presumed dead.

5 + 1 times the Justice League don't know that Dick Grayson is Nightwing and one time they find out

[squeeneyart]

It has been a while since I read a Better World AU from Gravity Falls, and yours is by far the best.

I kind of remember that was another version but called Hoodie AU, if I’m right. Although it was much darker.

I don’t know if you’re continuing developing this AU, but still, it’s amazing the details you have put.

I think this version is much more optimistic despite the angst both in the AU and what was shown in Journal 3 when the parallel dimension was mentioned.

Tbf, I’ve never wondered what happened to Stan in Better World AU, that question only came after I read the fanfics that speculated about his whereabouts.

man, now that's a throwback! Glad you enjoyed my take on it haha. I think the last time I sketched something for it was something like 8 years ago which. hoo boy thats wild to think about.

I remember reading the journal and latching onto that part immediately, but even with the angst factor, I really loved (and still love!) the tone and themes of the cartoon. stan is someone who scrabbles to survive (usually due to his own mistakes!) but deep down wants to have a connection to others, especially his family! simply put, grunkle stan Will be everyone else's problem and some monsters chasing him across the world Will Not Stop Him

thanks for the ask! have a stan sketch

[Image description: A digital colored sketch of Grunkle Stan on a boat, looking down confused at a postcard.

Stan: We're in the middle of the ocean, how the f-

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[miss-d-tiare]

Last night I dreamed I was in this crazy-ass PS4 videogame where I was Miles Morales.

Everything was from my P.O.V., and I was infiltrating in some secret base but I screwed it so bad some walls started fallind down in a sort of domino-esque way, but then some text appeared in my vision field and told me to press X and jump so I did, and I started running at high speed across the top of the walls where the bad guys couldn't get me lol.

Then I got down and started breaking into their facility, once again the instructions "told" me which controls to press to break locks, kick down doors, etc. but you know when there's a part of the videogame when the bad guys get you and you can't avoid being caught? Well I knew that part would come as soon as I got into the last room of the facility.

So I (Miles) finally get there and the bad guys see me and they start coming after me. I'm completely exhausted and I lean against a wall and slip to the floor, I know "I" will pass out and then a cinematic will roll out after which the game will resume so I'm not actually in danger, but then I see Spider-Gwen coming in first to get me and I'm like "oh yesss I'm saved, she'll get me out of here"

Only that this isn't "my" Gwen (from Earth 65B), is the Gwen from the dimension I'm currently in (but I don't know that yet), this one is working for the bad guys. I greet her, stretch my hand towards her but she's hesitant to take it. Outside of the Miles p.o.v. I know that she's thinking "Who is this guy and why does he acts like he knows me??". She's really intrigued by the fact that someone seems so happy to see her and actually wants to hold her hand </3

In the end she takes Miles hand and he passes out so everything fades to black but her face. As the player, I get the feeling that this Gwen will eventually start to have doubts about the evil guys she's working for, and will help Miles escape, but then... I FUCKING WOKE UP!!!!

I'm soooooo frustrated, I haven't stop thinking about this ever since, I JUST WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!!!! And the videogame POV was simply superb!! I wanna keep playing, dang it.

Can someone pleeeeeeease write a fanfic about this and tag me?? Pretty please TTOTT I'm currently working on another fandom and it's very extensive and demanding for me to switch to these characters rigth now, if you happen to stumble upon this and you see some potential in it please feel free to do it and lmk!! It doesn't need to be like a videogame, I just want the DRAMA.

[multifunctionalnitroglycerin]

RWBY Fanfic Idea

Long time no see, huh? Hope you are all doing well.

So, it's been a while since I watched RWBY Vol9 and we got those epilogue bits and pieces, and I'd like to propose an idea, that for me might have made the show a tad more interesting (Nothing wrong with it essentially, I am just dying for some time travel angst. But that's what fanfics are for).

Because our main heroines find themselves in a journey of self discovery in what seems to be an alternate sub-dimension within the world of Remnant. And then they return to the exact point in time and space where they were supposed to be, missing for a few hours or days pretty much.

So what if, and I say what if, that wasn't the case? What if time flowed differently in the Ever After?

Well then, we have three delicious angst and drama filled scenarios.

Case 1

It works pretty much like Narnia did. I don't rly care much for Salem I must admit, but let's say our heroines get stuck there for a few years. A decade or so. They learn to adapt to the Ever After and its ever-changing tumultuous nature, they make a life for themselves (Perhaps as 4 guardians, each for a season, or a point in the horizon) and become more a family than they ever were. Because all they have from their world is each other. And they learn to function as a unit, never far from one another, always knowing, always caring, always pushing each other to new heights, becoming better and more in sync. And they form this deep intrinsic knowledge of each other, with each duo (and I mean all duos, not just the partner pairs) having its own quirks and habits. So yes, they are a team, yes they are partners or teammates, or girlfriends, but at the same time they are something more, something you cannot exactly put in words.

And somehow, someday they find a way out. The tree finally accepts them or idk what. And when they return to Remnant, they end up in Vacuo, when they left and...they are kids again. They are 18 and 20, instead of 30 and 32. Their bodies feel wrong. Too awkward, too small (R:Ugh, do I have to be the shortest one AGAIN?) cause they aren't theirs anymore. And Yang might find herself tracing across a scar that Blake doesn't have anymore, Weiss' eyes lingering on the missing chunk of an ear that magically is whole again, and rejoicing at looking in Ruby's eyes. Both her eyes. And Ruby can see her teammates, her family, whole again without any scars to show for what they went through, but for those engraved in their souls.

But for the people outside this neat little arrangement, RWBY fell to their deaths, and miraculously returned a few days after, but they came back wrong. There is something stiff and worn in he edge of their expressions, like they have seen too much, like they know too much, and have lost what little innocence they had left. There is danger glinting in their eyes, steely and cold, and downright unsettling. They are different, there is no denying it. They seem more mature, as people and as huntresses, knowing things only experienced huntsmen faced with impossible odds would.There is this aura following them too, one that screams danger and demands respect.

Weiss seems more authoritative than ever before, comfortable in her own skin and creativity, not measuring her worth by her achievements. Ruby is still her optimistic self but she is more confident and sure of herself, like something within her has settled, and finally found its place, nothing like the lost girl hanging by a thread before the fall. Yang's temperament has evened out. No longer fueled by anger and hurt, but by an unbreakable resolve to persevere and will to protect what matters the most to her. And that's not the past that is long gone, not the old grudges that have no worth left in them, but her team, her family. And where Yang has learned to let go, Blake has learned to hold on, to chase for what she wants, to grasp it with both hands and not let go. To face her fears, the trials and tribulations of growing and changing alongside someone, trusting they will stay, and not run away from the monster. And she has learned to face overcome her own shortcomings, and stay. Even when things get rough .

And then there are their interactions with each other, as if they cannot bear to breathe when one of them is not near, eyes frantically searching for their mirror, for the reassurance that it's all okay. The impossible training regimes and semblance evolution. They complete each other as if the four are one, and anything less than that would be incomplete. The constant whispers, and wary glances, the countless inside jokes, and meaningful smiles, only they can interpret. The silent communication, the wordless gestures of comfort, gestures too intimate to be discounted at first glance. But they are oblivious to the raised eyebrows, and the questions hanging from the edges of people's lips. What matters is that they are back and they are together.

They are back, and they look the same, but they are not the same people they were before, and while everyone sees it, no one really dares to say anything. Because there are nightmares. And more often than not, a scream will echo in the desolate camp in the dead of night, followed by a gun shot, or the sound of sth tearing, and the four will huddle together, comforting each other with soft words and sweet nothings that make no sense.

They are the same and yet different, and Winter knows it, because there are times Weiss seems impossibly older in her eyes, so much so that she feels like the little sister instead. Qrow sees Summer in Ruby's steely gaze and rueful smile, and Tai's unbreakable resolve in Yang's smirk. (The sharpness at the edge of it reminds him of Raven a few years back, when the girls were still young, and his sister was the biggest Grim-slaying force this side of Mistral, but he doesn't want think about it.) And when Blake meets her parents again, they think she looks worn and tired, her soul too old for the body it's occupying, but she will always be their little girl, and she has come back and she loves them, melting into their embrace as if she was ten years old once more...

Case 2

They are stuck in the Ever After for 10 or 15 years again. Only this time when they find a way out, they don't change back. And then suddenly in Vacuo, a few days after Atlas falls, while Winter, Qrow Oscar, Nora, Ren and the rest mourn all those they have lost, four strange women appear. (The outfits will have obviously changed, unless somehow they wanted to wear the same thing for 10 or 15 years).

The strangers are huddled together, and check each other for injuries first and foremost before even thinking of facing the other people. And when they do, their breaths hitch and they all collectively freeze. Because the strange travelers, those peculiar women dressed in unfamiliar fabrics, covered in a million and one little scars, look like team RWBY.

But they cannot be, they could never be, for Winter lost her sister three days ago, and the white clad woman looking at her with Weiss' eyes, tear-filled and wide, (so much so that the small vertical scar over the left one wrinkles), could never possibly be the little sister she lost.

Winter spares a glance to the rest of the strangers, never lowering her sword, eyes burning with the chill of a wintry fire, and feels more than hears the spring maiden - Raven Branwen, (the woman who had abandoned her family and then had flown in Vacuo as soon as she felt her bond with Yang snap), whisper a half broken "Summer", her first tightening over Omen's hilt, as she took in a sharp breath - the most unsettled Winter had ever seen her.

The strange woman with silver eyes, clad in red and black instead of white, her face so familiar and yet so different, gives her a small rueful, remorseful smile,

"Not quite." she responds and Winter recognizes that tone, different though it was from mere days before.

"Hey, Uncle Qrow." The golden one smiles and winks, and there's something lingering in her amethyst hued eyes, something like nostalgia 'long time no see' and 'I missed you'. She is impossibly tall, taller than the last time Winter saw her, and somehow broader and more muscular. She reminds her of Elm a bit if the other Ace Op was built like a bear and shone like the Sun. A strong hand was settled comfortably over the shoulders of the woman's black and indigo clad faunus partner, bringing her close.

Winter's head reels, and her gaze hops from one to the other, her mind trying to make peace with what her soul already knew. Blake Belladonna's golden gaze (because it could be no one else, standing tall and resilient, long black hair swaying in the hot desert wind, studded cat ears stiff and alert, long graceful fingers wrapped along the hilt of her obsidian colored blade) stays on her. It is sharp and inquisitive, curious, heavy with experience and knowledge, and it weighs on her shoulders, as she remains still with her sword extended, examining the unlikely band of not so strangers.

They were women now. Full grown, and different, nothing like the kids that fell into the void what felt like an eternity ago.

Qrow's half choked "Firecracker?" and Raven's disbelieving curses barely reach her ears as she hones in on the white-haired woman again, letting her gaze linger on the scar on her collarbone and the shoulder length white hair fashioned in a low ponytail not unlike the one she sported herself. Her eyes, blue like the summer sky, and so much brighter than her own were still wide, as if drinking the sight of her, as if she hadn't seen her three days before, Winter's visage being the last thing she saw before falling to the void.

"Winter?" it's barely more than a whisper, and Winter doesn't know how to feel because it sounds so much like her sister and so much like Willow (I hc that of the sisters Weiss is more similar to Willow appearance wise.) that she lowers her sword and collapses on the ground half sobbing her sister's name (I think it would make a great parallel to when she fell and Winter called it out so brokenly... top tier voice acting)

They'll probably call Robyn to verify their story and when they do there will be a loooot of tears and confusion and hurt and pain and anger and DRAMA, so much drama, I think I could right a book abt the Schnee family drama and trauma if that ever happened.

Things will be hard from then and on, because Winter's little sister is now older than her, and she can spy the crows feet starting to appear at the edges of her eyes, and the laugh lines around her mouth, her skin tanner than Winter could ever imagine it would be. She carries herself like a leader, like she never had to step from someone's shadow, much less Winter's own. She looks like she finally knows her worth and has another three people being there for her unconditionally when she needs it. I won't even start on Whitley who lost another decade from his sister's life without either their input, just when he had started bonding with her again, or Willow. Man, I think that Willow seeing Weiss as a thirty something grown woman (that looks so much like her before Jacques, before her own life started going downhill) would warrant a relapse. A big one.

Qrow is probably going to get himself hammered after all this and Raven will join him. Like imagine them looking at a Ruby that is now as old - if not older - than Summer was when she died. A Ruby that looks almost exactly like Summer, but has grown into herself as a huntress and a team leader, that has learned to bear the burden and share it when it gets too much. A Ruby Qrow can no longer call squirt - she is almost as tall as him now, and built with the lean hard muscle of someone that sprints for a living - and Raven cannot underestimate. A Ruby that reminds her so much of Summer, but is so different from her old leader, that has found her own brand of strength and settled into it in ways neither she nor Summer could.

And then there is Yang. Yang that has Raven's face, but Tai's golden complexion and has grown into his strong broad built (I imagine her more like a strongwoman than a calisthenics type of muscular). Yang that does finger-guns at Qrow like she is sixteen, and looks at Raven with little anger in her amethyst hued eyes. Yang that looks so much tired when the chaos settles down, and embraces her team clinging desperately to them, whispering "we are home, we made it", when things get too much for them. That has taken to mothering Nora and the rest of the kids, because they are kids. What for them was 3 days for RWBY was 15 years. And they haven't been kids in a long time. She still has her playful side don't worry, the puns are being served with a Yang.

And last but not least Blake. Blake that has found her home with the others, that has learned to trust and be trusted, that doesn't hide who she is for anyone's benefit. A brilliant tactician, a creative bright mind, a spirit writhed in shadows. Lean, tall, positively feline, a stealthy predator at its best, she has fallen into her role with the others easily enough, and it's plain for all to see that she offers her quiet support, with soft words that cut at the edges and tender embraces with the undertone of protection and support. Blake who ran away from home at 12 (I think) only to come back at 18, and then disappear again at 20. And just the amount of pain the Belladonnas must have experienced losing her for a second time, and then having her appear again, only she has aged another 15 years since they last saw her. They probably feel like their daughter's life is slipping by them, and they'll never rly have enough time with her. Their little girl comes back an independent teenager and then a grown woman, with a bit of Ghira's imposing build and all of Kali's feminine guile. A cat Faunus that moves like a panther, sharp liquid gold eyes honing in every minute detail. A woman whose heart sings of pain and loss, and perseverance and love, a stranger with their blood in her veins they could not be prouder of.

Yeah, that family pain hits hard in this one. And lastly,

Case 3

The gang does stay in the Ever After for a few days indeed, but out in Remnant it has been years. Salem is over with idk how, and yeah our friends go to the blacksmith and everything but when they return to Remnant, everything is different. The world has moved forward and changed without them.

Menagerie is a kingdom now apparently, and has its own huntsmen academy. Ghira and Kali have thrown themselves into making this work, overcome as they were with the second and final loss of their only child. So imagine when they get a call or see Blake for the first time in more than a decade. But their little girl looks exactly the same as she did when she fell, and they are...old. Ghira's beard and hair has been going gray and he's lost some muscle mass, and Kali's proud stature is diminished, and the ever present smile on her lips has barely made an appearance in years. So I suppose it will be painful as heck for them to accept that Blake is back. They;ll never let her go when they do though...So angst, yeah.

Tai will have shut down. He has no one left apart from Qrow. And well I d like to give it a twist here and say that when Raven feels her bond with Yang snap, and realizes that well her daughter is not coming back, she does a bit of a reevaluation of her priorities and either completely loses herself, trying to keep that strength facade, or gets her shit together, cause her brother and ex need her, and STRQ kinda reunites. No Ozpin though, that would be too far. And then Ruby and Yang appear, as old as the day they left, and well... I think Qrow would get drunk, Tai would melt into a mess, and Raven would deny it all. Seeing Ruby and Yang reacting to their family being so old will be interesting. As well as Yang's relationship with Raven given the revelations that yes, her selfish, coward, asshole of a mother actually has a heart in there somewhere.

The Schnees will be again the most angsty I think. I say Willow managed to pull herself from the bottom of the bottle for Winter and Whitley,and took back the SDC and is now on the way to retirement. Winter is the new General, and even has a family of her own perhaps and Whitley is practically next in line for the company. And then Weiss appears. And its a shock. Because Whitley is now older than her. Taller, though still with the dancer's built he sported since he was a kid. Only he has activated his aura and semblance now and has a goatee. And a partner. And a kid on the way.

Winter on the other hand is head of the Atlas military has introduced a bunch of new policies with Robyn and they both work toward stabilizing Atlas and making sure to avoid the whole Ironwood thing. Or well ironwood 2 at this point. And Winter loves Robyn( It's mutual). They are all but married at this point, having spent too many nights with Winter drowning in her own guilt, paralyzed by feelings too big for her heart to contain. Too many desperate moments when things are tight, with Winter gripping Robyn's hand like a lifeline saying that she isn't turning to another Ironwood and that she is doing what she can with whatever supplies she has, visibly relaxing and melting in relief when it flashes green. With Robyn whispering sweet nothings to her ear and Winter encouraging her when things seemed dire, with them reminding each other to take it slow and relax for it to be any different.

Winter has made up with May, and the Happy Huntresses are her own little family, a home away from home. They have probably adopted a bunch of kids probs from Mantle and raise them all together. And then Weiss appears. And it's one of the little ones that notices and asks, tugging at the coat Miss Winter is wearing, asking her why the girl in blue looks so much like her. And then angst I suppose. It would be interesting exploring their dynamic a bit more, especially if we go with the route that Winter helped raise Weiss quite a bit before she left for the military, and how that sisterly/motherly relationship changes- if it does at all - now that her sister is back from the dead. Seeing Winter grapple with her guilt, or her anger years after and all that jazz.

Well, that's the post folks! Let me know what you think! If anyone takes these ideas and actually writes a fic pls @ me so that I can read whatever wonderful things y'all come up with!

Till the next one! Take care and stay hydrated!

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

I have been cruising for awhile for a Spiderverse and UT Aus fanfics and I can't really find any so here I am 🫡

So can we have an S/O who's the spider in their universe and one day they reveal to the skeleton their identity and that they are apart of the secret multiverse spider organization. With the main skelebros?

Undertale Sans - "k". He has no idea what the hell you're talking about but that looks important. He's a bit more worried about the multiverse thingy though. Does it mean he can randomly meet an edgy you? Because he met himself but edgy and he doesn't want to do that again, you know? As long as you're safe, you can do whatever you want to do.

Undertale Papyrus - He is still sitting in front of you and he doesn't react to anything you just said. So you ask if he understands? "OH YES, DEFINITELY! TOTALLY! ... NO. NO, NOT A WORD ACTUALLY, WHAT THE HELL IS SPIDER-MAN?" He's so confused and he's seriously wondering if you hit your head or something.

Underswap Sans - He gasps. You're Spider-Man?! He's a big fan! Can you make him fly in the city? Come one, please, please, please, please, pleaaaaaase! Blue didn't listen to any of the other things you said, all he wants is to flit with you. It's only in the middle of the night he suddenly sits up and asks what do you mean by multiverse. Took him long enough.

Underswap Papyrus - He gives you a very concerned look. Listen, he understands the stuff you see on TV can be confusing, but Spider-Man is a fictional character and just because he cosplayed as Spider-Man last year doesn't mean it's real. Are you sure you don't have a fever or something? You're kinda creeping him out now.

Underfell Sans - "and that spider multiverse organization, it's with us in the room right now?" Yeah, sure, you're a superhero that saves people for free just because you're nice. If there were any superheroes, they would all be mercenaries working for millions of dollars, he's not stupid. He then looks at you. ... Wait, you're not joking? Uh, are you out of your mind? Do you want to die or something? The hell you mean you're leaving into another universe tomorrow? He's coming with you! There's no way he's letting you alone with random superheroes or bullshit like these? What if you die and he never knows?!

Underfell Papyrus - So. What you're telling him is that all this time he was trying to keep you alive, you just randomly and happily run to your death disguised as a spider or something to fight bad guys that are almost impossible to beat and that could kill you any second now. What the hell? Is he a joke to you? What's your problem? Do whatever you want, he doesn't care. He hopes you'll get hurt badly to realize how stupid all of this is.

Horrortale Sans - .... Could you repeat everything you just said with really simple words? He thinks he hallucinated and that you told him you're a superhero who can climb on the ceiling and traverse across dimensions or something. ... What? Why you're looking at him like that?

Horrortale Papyrus - He's not too happy about it, but as long as you come back on time for dinner, he won't say anything. He's not sure he understands why you're doing this, but you seem to like it and you're helping people, so it would be pretty selfish to say something about it. He can't stop worrying for you every time you leave the house though.

Swapfell Sans - He's not sure why you're doing it, but it seems important for you. Nox still thinks that's extremely dangerous and that one of these days, you're going to get hurt. He doesn't like that you're depending on people you know nothing about from other dimensions. You don't know what are their motivations, and if he learned something through all these years as a captain is to never have people asking you favors. He doesn't trust even one second all these other guys showing up in his house from time to time, and he can feel that some of them have a very high LV. He begs you to be careful.

Swapfell Papyrus - So. Does this mean you're sticky from everywhere? Like, your entire body? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) He's just asking, you know. For no reason in particular. You slap him. But that doesn't answer his question though.

Fellswap Gold Sans - Uh oh. He actually knows Spider-Man really well. He put a bounty on your head after you kinda exploded one of his totally legal businesses. That's the first time you see Wine actually surprised you think. Well, not for the reason you think, but still. That might be a problem at some point, even more since he knows there are multiple of you. What if one of your "friends" found out what he's doing in his world and warned you about him? He should probably look out in how much trouble he would be if he kills random Spider-Men across the Multiverse.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - OMG! You're really Spider-Man? He's so excited! He's a huge fan. Can he be your sidekick? Pretty please! He could be a cool sidekick! You tell him he can be if he survives the flying test. Poor Coffee is holding for dear life to you, screaming at the top of his lungs and begging you to put him back on the floor. That was the shortest career as a sidekick ever, but at least he tried.

[kingdomeromega0816]

This is my take on Mimi from the Nintendo Wii game titled Super Paper Mario. I have been planning to make an 11-Part Mario/(Crossover) Fanfic featuring the Mario characters. It will include characters like "Geno the Legendary Star-Spirit", which was the first character I submitted to DeviantArt and "Mimi... Terror of Gloam Valley".

The Origin Story of Mimi/(Amelia) from my Fanfic-

1. The Good Hearted Amelia finds The Cursed Item Block

2. Amelia becomes a Literal Monster and meets The Count

(If you want to know the 3rd and 4th Parts of Mimi's Origin Story, just visit my DeviantArt page called "unarpan0816".

(This is a longer read, so take breaks if needed.)

1. The Good Hearted Amelia finds The Cursed Item Block:

Now I will go into the origins of the version of Mimi pictured above who from my fan-canon. She was a girl of Beanish decent, (just like Prince Peasley, Fawful and Cackletta from the Mario and Luigi games), who was originally good. Amelia came from an impoverished family in the Bean Bean Kingdom who scavenged for rubies from a cavern to help her family financially.

One day, Amelia found a suspicious-looking mechanical item block in the cavern, that provided her with a seemingly endless rubies as she jumped to hit the item block. Unfortunately, Amelia was not aware that the item block was cursed, the item block at first had two closed eyes that merged into one big red eye, it grew teeth and captured Amelia's head without severing it.

The item block morphed into the shape of her head, Amelia woke up and felt different. She felt more spiteful, greedier and empty inside, she now has a new evil-personality. She eventually took all the rubies from the cavern and her family for herself, she betrayed and abandoned her impoverished family.

2. Amelia becomes a Literal Monster and meets The Count:

Three days later, she woke up to discover she was a freakish giant mechanical spider, evil-personality Amelia went into a tantrum because she lost her pleasant form from the cursed block and attacked a village. Later, Amelia sneezed and somehow switched back to her original good-personality, but was still a giant spider. She began to cry with remorse, knowing she betrayed her family, attacked a village, was a giant spider and could not be her original self anymore. She sneezed again and had her evil-personality back, she went to attack another town.

After she destroyed that town, she came across Count Bleck, who was impressed by Amelia's potential. He gave her the powers of shape-shifting and invincibility, Amelia was able to change back into her original form, she was grateful to Count Bleck and decided to be a minion of his. Count Bleck gave her the nickname "Mimi" and from then on the evil-personality wanted to always keep Mimi as her name. Mimi decided to always stay away from dust due to how it would make her sneeze and she did not want switch back to her original good-personality ever again.

Mimi began to buy more expensive clothes, she pretended to be a princess and dated Prince Peasley for a short time, only to steal part of his family's wealth. She eventually took over Merlee's Mansion in Gloam Valley, (Gloam Valley is in the Muda Kingdom of Sarasaland in my fan-canon and not in a 2D dimension.) She eventually encounters Mario and Peach as it is known in SPM.

(All (except for Amelia) are not my characters, Mimi belongs to Intelligent Systems and Nintendo. Mario, Peach and Iggy Koopa belong to Nintendo).