#cause they were villains at that point and weren't in the battle

[koytix]

back on my x-men evo kick. gonna try and redraw those four frames from the penultimate episode where it showcases the main cast

[saltydumplings]

Hi, I’m not really sure how this works but I was wondering if you could write a lil short story/snippet of villain x reporter were villain find reporter following then after a big battle?

thank you in advance!! 💙

Oh my god I did it. I wrote a request for the first time in months, oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god--

Request #29

There was blood on their left shoulder. The villain huffed in annoyance, wiping at the stain with one hand and grimacing when it smudged.

That fight had been unnecessary.

The hero had instigated it - the villain giving them ample opportunity to stand down but their enemy was stubborn. Almost stupidly so. They took one look at the villain and decided that they couldn't possibly go one second longer without punching them in the face.

And, of course, the media would paint it as their fault. Because if the villain so much as breathed anywhere near the city centre then obviously their intentions were nothing short of nefarious. No, the villain didn't need to go grocery shopping at all: those bananas were clearly going to be the foundation for their next evil scheme - crucial some might say.

The villain groaned to themself as they walked down the alleyway, using their clean hand to pinch the bridge of their nose.

So much food had been wasted.

So much damage had been caused and for what?

If they were being honest, they weren't entirely sure if it was worth it anymore. If the cause that had led them to where they were still held out strong enough to reason days like this - destruction like this. Common destruction; everyday, needless, a mere swipe upon the hero's page but an ugly blot upon their own. The villain was supposed to be fighting for change but it seemed that everything they did only made the walls they were trying to tear down stronger. They were enabling the very thing they stood against and all the while they were hurting the people they were trying to save - trying to free from a society that never thought of them twice.

At this point, it was better to simply retire and let things return to the way they were. And, if in their misery they figured out a better way then perhaps they could try again...

The villain came to a sudden stop, wondering if they would truly give in right there and then, only to freeze at the sound of movement behind them. A short, scuffling noise - someone attempting to hide and not doing a very good job of it.

Surely the hero hadn't followed them?

The villain turned about, surveying the empty alley behind them, their gaze quickly honing in on a stack of crates. They waited patiently, silent, watching as their would-be stalker peered out from behind their cover and ducked down twice as fast - a small squeak of realisation echoing off the walls. Even if the villain hadn't seen them, they certainly would have heard that.

They let themself relax somewhat, rationalising that their pursuer was either a civilian or a moron. Perhaps even both...

"You realise that you're not exactly discreet, right?" they said.

There was a pause. A long one.

"I'm going to give you to the count of three," the villain pushed. "Either you come out, or I drag you out. One--"

"No, no! N-No need for dragging!"

The villain felt their brows raising as their stalker revealed themself, quickly springing out from their hiding spot like a startled rabbit. They had been right: civilian and a moron. Though, when it came to members of the press, the villain couldn't really expect much else.

"I-I, um," the reporter stumbled on their words as the villain approached them, hands clutching onto their notepad shakily. "I just had a, er - a f-few questions. I-If that's alright with you, of course..."

Perhaps stubborn was a better word. Tenacious.

The villain had seen the way these people practically hovered around the hero. Had even seen one or two get punched by the crime-fighter out of pure annoyance and yet, still, more persisted to harass them.

None had ever attempted to approach the villain before though. None had ever dared...until now.

They stopped just centimetres away from the other, amused by the way the reporter held their ground even when they were clearly scared out of their mind.

"You get three questions," the villain allowed. "But I won't promise any answers."

The reporter's eyes widened. "W-Wait, only three?" they asked.

"Two now," the villain answered.

A beat.

The reporter floundered, opening and closing their mouth multiple times before hurriedly flicking through their notepad. Clearly they'd had their questions planned out - pages upon pages of them - but now they were having to choose only two.

The villain quirked a brow as they watched, foot starting to tap upon the ground while the seconds ticked by.

"Okay, I- no, no, h-hold on."

The reporter flicked back through their notes again, the villain tolerating it all of about five more seconds before snatching the pad from their hands and holding it out of their reach - the reporter giving a startled squeak before looking up at them with horror.

"G-Give that back," they said.

The villain smirked. "No."

"B-But--"

"But what?"

"I..." the reporter flushed, fingers twitching at their sides. "Could you please just give it back?"

The villain's grin grew sharper. "No. And you have one question left - better choose wisely."

"Wait, but that wasn't- I didn't- i-it--!"

"One question~" the villain chimed.

The reporter settled back into silence. Their gaze flicked between their notepad and the villain that held it, something surprisingly similar to a glare lining their expression. Were they about to...?

They did.

The reporter jumped up and snatched the notepad right from the villain's fingers, darting back immediately and flicking through it with frantic urgency.

Cheeky little--

Where the hell did these people get their courage from?

The villain went to snatch it back but the reporter raised their hand, reading out from the final page in an incomprehensible rush:

"DoyouthinkthatHeroshouldbeheldaccountableforthedamagetheycausewhenfightingyouanddoyoubelievethatthisdamageisnecessarywhenthwartingyourplans?"

The villain stopped. Blinked. "What did you just say to me?"

The reporter swallowed, taking in one steady breath before trying again more slowly. "Do you think that Hero should be held accountable for the damage they cause when fighting you, a-and do you believe that this damage is necessary when thwarting your plans?"

Of all the questions they could have asked, the villain had not expected it to be that. It stunned them: they were so used to people always taking the hero's side that they'd almost forgotten the rush of relief that came with being believed - that little thrill of confidence when you found out you weren't alone.

They paused, eyes wide as they studied the other in a new light. "No," they whispered.

"No?" the reporter questioned. They let themself relax a little - no longer cautious but rather curious.

"No," the villain clarified more strongly. "No: that damage is not necessary. And yes they should be held accountable for it - they shouldn't be allowed to use me as an escape goat for the destruction that they actively cause."

For a moment, the reporter's jaw went slack, fully engrossed in what they were saying. The second the villain stopped though they fumbled about their pockets, quickly fishing out a pen and clicking the lid off - taking a few scribbled notes before staring back up at the villain with shining eyes.

"Anything else?" they asked eagerly.

The villain flushed a little under the attention, and not in a bad way. The more they talked to the reporter the more likeable they became: the villain still thought they were stubborn - foolishly so - but they were beginning to recognise that it was more in a puppy-like way than anything truly annoying; the reporter was cute.

"They'll look for any excuse to attack me," they said, each word a small weight off their chest. "The papers will say that I was the one to initiate but I rarely am - that's just what the government wants you to believe. In fact, I'm sure Hero is instructed to be more reckless purposefully just to paint me in a worse light but that's never been my intention: never has been, never will be."

"I knew it!" the reporter said. Then they blushed when the villain raised a brow at them, ducking their head in a vague attempt to hide behind that tiny notebook of theirs. "I mean, I - I had some, er, speculations..."

The villain hummed. "Good speculations I'd hope."

The red of the reporter's cheeks darkened. "A-Any more comments you'd like to add?" they asked, changing the topic.

The villain had to resist the urge to sigh. Because yes; yes, they did. So many...but they didn't want to dump it all on the reporter at once and run the risk of losing the one person that they'd spoken openly to in years.

"What do you intend to do with this information?" they questioned back. "Do you plan to publish it?"

"W-Well, yes. If that's alright, o-of course." The reporter shuffled a little on their feet, suddenly shy. "Not in any of the major papers though - obviously. I mean, they would never let me... It's for a blog I write online. It's small but I-I like to think that it could grow to something bigger. Something that could, y-you know..."

"Change things?" the villain finished, watching as the reporter gave a small nod. "You want things to change?"

The reporter huffed. "Who doesn't?" they said.

The villain considered that a while. Considered it with a hesitation that they'd never had to deal with before. It was one thing to put themself at risk, it was a whole other thing entirely to then insert someone else into that same mess - to tangle them up in something that they could never get out of.

"How much?" the villain challenged. "How much do you want it?"

A pause.

The reporter swallowed, eyes glancing over the villain's frame in a studious way. "Why do I feel like you're giving me a massive, life-altering choice?"

"Because I am," the villain said simply.

"Oh."

The reporter fell silent again. Their gaze drifted away - focused back on the entrance of the alleyway that they'd followed the villain down before falling once more to stare at the notepad in their hands. They held it just a little tighter, lower lip caught between their teeth as they thought it through.

The villain waited patiently, a small excitement sparking within their chest when the reporter's attention drew back to them.

"More than anything," the other said, finally. "More than I can openly admit."

The other followed their direction without question. "O-Oh, right, yes I-- o-of course!"

The villain nodded. Smiled.

"Alright, then. So be it," they said. "You'll want to put that somewhere safe," they added as an afterthought, gesturing to the notepad in the reporter's hands.

They fumbled to put it away into a bag at their side, the villain watching them carefully as they did it.

"Do you have any plans for the rest of the day?" they asked.

The reporter waved a hand dismissively whilst they struggled with the zip. "What, me? No, no, it - it's all work, work, work. I never really find the time for much else."

"So no one to expect you then?" the villain pursued. "No one you're meant to be seeing?"

"No, I--" The reporter paused, their eyebrows drawing down ever so slightly. "Why are you asking me that?"

"Because..."

The villain took a step forward then, hands reaching out to catch onto their shoulders. They pulled the reporter closer, the civilian's face flushing at the sudden contact - the sudden strong contact.

"I'm planning to enact my first official kidnapping," the villain said, "and I want everything to go as smoothly as possible."

[ilikelookingatthings]

Thoughts on Miraculous Ladybug : A Comment from YouTube I'm proud of about themes and Gabriel

and don't get me STARTED on Gabriel. the undercut and sabotaged any nuance this man had for 5 freaking seasons. every time he showed nuance or good feelings, they undercut it by forcing him to do something worse to snuff out any sense of sympathy or complexity, so we know who the bad guy and good guy is. yet they try to ham fist a last-minute redemption?!

don't get me wrong I actually DO want a redeemable complex Gabriel but its VERY confusing and just BAD how they handled it. at the very least they could have made it better if they literally said he was good and genuinely had good intentions to save his wife. after all she was 'missing' which means the plan was to use the wish to wake her up and she could come back using going missing as a cover. He wasn't raising the dead as she was in a magical coma.

he has a fix it as he knew if he lost that the ladybug miraculous would fix things and if he won, he could use the ladybug miraculous to fix any damage he did. by making 'hawkmoth' the villain it means people would have a target outside of the victims and the victims technically have to agree to the powers, so Gabe has the illusion of consent. and his plan to make a villain was to lure the ladybug and chat miraculous out of hiding by forcing them to activate to fix the problem since he couldn't track it down otherwise.

Overall, yes, it's not 'good' but his plan made sense in a way of minimizing damage for just wanting to save his wife. play up the fact they had no one to ask for help since the guardians were gone...from his view he was 'acting' as a villain. he had no training and didn't even have a properly translated book and wasn't chosen for his role.

just point to the fact Gabe has been using his miraculous of emotions wrong. he has been amplifying his own negative emotions to feel others negative emotions and forcing a fixation on the miraculous to get his victims to try to steal them. we have literally seen how even being a little emotionally off can have consequences.

Feast with fu was a rouge Senti-monster that sensed Fu's negative emotions, negative emotions that weren't even a part of why he made the Senti-being (which was to get him some snacks, Marinette's miraculous immediately timing down when she used it to separate Adrien and Chloe instead of attacking bubbler due to her jealousy, how Tikki's snack attack affected Mari when Mari transformed. and how Akuma Victims are prone to making dumb mistakes and you literally can't reason with them properly and act more fixated and aggressive.

they could have fixed the situation by just pointing out as a side effect from using his miraculous the way he was...his personality was literally getting twisted like his Akumas due to using mis miraculous in a way it wasn't supposed to be intended. Even more with how they mention using multiple ones can cause a strain on you and literally make you insane.

that way it would validate the times Gabe was reasonable or genuinely cared as the real him while also validating and explaining all the times he became SO much worse and cartoonishly evil.

while I would have preferred Adrien actually being there in the final battle with hawkmoth..... if they just played up that Mari being more willing to sympathize and see the villians genuinely needed help and weren't just evil was due to adrien's/chat's influence because that is adrien's strength in the show. his sympathy and ability to think deeper on motivations and not just punish and how he helped teach mari to not take things entirely at face value and be more patient.

heck the final battle could have worked if they played up the Mari and gabe are actually genuinely VERY similar. they have LOTS of parallels in the show...

like I think they were going for a parallel to collector/the end of collector when mari went to him to give him the book she took(even if lila took it first) where gabe surprised us by him admiring ehr stepping forward and not being mad at her, even answering her questions and agreeing not to tell adrien when she asked him to keep silent. and a reminder about how gabe did give a genuine apology to adrien at the end of collector when he could have gotten away with not doing so since adrien DID steal the book from his locker...Gabe genuinely apologized in depth.

but because the show had spent most of the season undercutting any goodness in Gabriel again with no explanation to cover it like saying it was the influence of him going insane like his victims due to how he had been using his miraculous....it just feels unearned and messed up. even more if he was going to use the wish...why couldn't he had used it so Nathalie and the mom would be okay? if his plan had always been to use himself in case there was a price how would Mari have reacted?

like I still don't get why she trusted him at all. and because they never mentioned Gabe going insane or his behavior was due to how he handled the miraculous (like Akuma victims)

...it just comes across as Gabe just being genuinely terrible and abusive as him as a default for most of the show which makes the redemption/him fighting his choice WEIRD.

like please for the love of GOD WHY did they not just make it a side effect of using his brooch the way he did literally! it would have used the fact they primed us to sympathize/not judge what people do under the Akuma influence/in the deepest throes of their negative feelings because its prompted by them being twisted by the magic to at least give Gabe a BUFFER(for the audience).

It would make him 'fighting' so to speak, literally him fighting how he had twisted himself literally with the way he used the miraculous...like how people can fight drugs or the fought akums before. and the tragedy that Nathalie thought Gabe was just bad...not realizing her enabling him using the brooch the way he did twists someone she genuinely cared about.

like, it is easy to notice at judge the physical effects of the peacock broach, but the mental effect of the butterfly is HONESTLY terrifying/scary and has so many implications if their plan was to hint that original Gabe was more similar to Betterfly.

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I think it works even more because it would also explain why Gabe seemed different in this specific fight because he didn't know Adrien was chat noir. people often use Gabe's reaction to Adrien being Chat Noir to validate seeing Gabe as just an abusive horrible person...but what I've also seen is if Gabe actually talks or is around Adrien for enough time Gabe WILL soften to some degree...pointing to how Gabe does care for Adrien and that it grounds him more in his original motive/personality.

So, the change might be because Gabe has been amplifying his negative feelings so 'hawkmoth' is more focused and fixated on the miraculous and defeating ladybug and chat...finding out Adrien is chat makes the 'hawkmoth' affects take over more.

like how we saw Nate and others relax at times around certain people that breakthrough the delusion (like when Nate was actually convinced to leave Chloe alone to go hang with Marinette) but he snapped back into his villain mindset when Mari's actions echoed Chloe.

I think what's worse is it's not even a rewrite since all the blocks are THERE but the show just never acknowledges it.

[starker-sorbet]

Peter didn't know what made him go to the superior's tower for help. None of their previous interactions made him think the man wouldn't just give him over to the Sinister Six, or whatever they called themselves, maybe he would even kill Peter himself. Spider-man has always an annoying pest to the man after all. But he was bleeding heavily with multiple broken bones and nowhere else to go before he passed out. Which he promptly did, right on the superior's balcony, specifically right on the man's lap due to his web-shooters breaking before he could land properly.

If he was honest with himself Peter didn't think he would wake up after that, much less wake up in a, no doubt extremely expensive, bed with his injuries cleaned and bandaged. 

And his masked removed. 

Panic welled up inside him. The superior iron man, aka Tony Stark the man with an omniscient AI, knew what he looked like and no doubt had found out everything about Peter Parker. Everyone he cared about was now in danger because he was stupid enough to fall into a trap where the only possible point of safety was a supervillain's home.

But then the man surprised him, he acted nothing like any other supervillain would after discovering Spider-man's secret identity. Oh Peter still didn't trust Stark as far as his Aunt May could throw him but it was nice, not feeling the need to hide a part of himself as he healed. And having someone he could talk to about his activities as Spider-man without having to censure what he says about himself.

As the days went by and Peter healed he found himself enjoying the time he spent with Tony more and more. The older man seemed to genuinely like him and Peter realised he could honestly say he felt the same. It's just a shame the man was a villain. Although as they talked Peter found himself agreeing more and more with the man about some of the reasons for his missions.

And compared to some of the things SHIELD and their so called heroes did Tony's actions didn't seem that outrageous. They almost always lead to less or even no civilian casualties than whenever Captain America and the Avengers were sent out on SHIELD missions, in fact most of the casualties that happened during their battles always seemed to happen when the Avengers came on the scene. Whenever he fought Tony by himself there was never anything like the number of deaths caused, often there weren't any.

So when a few weeks later Tony declared him healed and ready to return home Peter had made up his mind. The pair of them obviously like the other so why couldn't Peter stay a while longer? It wasn't like they were really on opposite sides any more now were they. 

There weren't many things that could shock THE Tony Stark, but Peter's declaration that he was on Tony's side seemed to be one such surprise. But a pleasant on if the older man's smile was anything to go by

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[ghostflowerhotpotch]

You know, what's another good reason why Miguel’s canon theory is faulty?

It’s because in his quest to save the multiverse and preserve the ‘canon’, Miguel and his Spider Society keep breaking the ‘canon’.

I rewatched the movie, and something occurred to me… Miguel and Jess broke the Canon in like the first 30 minutes!

Because of Miguel, Jess and Vulture actions indirectly caused the loss of a canonical event: The death of Gwen's father, George Stacy. And because of that, Gwen’s father is not only alive, but he quit the police force, so he’s not a police captain anymore.

Not to mention, there is a very real implication that the Spider-Society is inadvertently preventing Spider-People from realising their own heroic destinies in their own universes.

Because the more I thought about it, I realized that the five months that Gwen spends with the Spider Society are five long months that her own home is unprotected by Spider-Woman…

Think about how many other worlds are in danger because their Spider-Man/Spider-Woman wasn't/isn’t around to protect it because they were with the Spider Society or they might have died on some mission with the Society.

Okay, I don't remember if I answered this, so let me start with this:

Miguel and Jessica didn't technically interrupt any canon when they appeared in Gwen's universe. Gwen is suppose to lose her father due to a battle against her own arch-nemesis.

Fun fact, in the comics the Vulture is the first villain we see her take; but Gwen say it: this isn't her vulture. She doesn't know this man.

There is no canon to interrupt, because that event is suppose to happen with her own arch-nemesis. Is this exact reason why I say that Pavitr couldn't have a canon event, Spot wasn't his nemesis; so I need to keep that consistently.

That being said: yeah, Gwen being a few months away from home is bad, but-

As far as I know, nowhere in the movie it says that Gwen has been away for 5 months, but I could be wrong, so if you or someone else knows when that was mentioned, please say so.

Regardless- I did find strange the idea of Gwen staying in the Society; after all, she is suppose to deal with her own canon events.

I never went too hard on this, because is one of those plot holes that are there because the story works better for it.

What I mean by this is that Gwen having be at stake her safe place after running for home is much, much interesting; that let's say, Gwen needing to deal with the consequences of the fallout and now she doesn't have a reason to keep her loyalty.

If you want a similar plot hole; in ITSV Gwen comes a week early in the movie...and the entire logic falls apart because of this.

As far as we know, there is no reason why Gwen came early unlike the others; despite being a week in this universe, she doesn't seem to be glitching more or to look closer to disappearing than the rest. Speaking of which- how did she got there? Spider-sense is about sensing danger, not detecting a new spidey that has yet to be bitten. To not say, how she could just get a room, be part of classes, and not only no one noticing there is no paperwork of her existence, she doesn't glitch in public AT ALL, after being there for a week?

Now, chances are you weren't familiar with this last issue; because is not the point. Establishing Gwen's and Miles' connection earlier is more important than all of this; the movie never brings attention to fact, which means is not relevant.

The reason I go hard about Pavitr not living a canon event, is that it is shown in camera to us, which means we are suppose to pay close attention.

Now, I know a lot of people would insist that a perfect story has no plot holes, and I am not going to argue if you don't like when the story has these loose ends.

But in my personal opinion? If it makes the story more interesting, and you don't need to bring attention to it, sometimes bending the rules a bit good.

Though, if I am honest, if I am correct about my predictions...then there is an aspect of the movie that could be a plot hole that I have an issue with.

[sadboi-in-a-sweater]

Sadboi's Incredibly Strange Multifandom Adventure - Chapter 30: The Imprisonment of the Gokaigers

The next world the Guardians ended up in was the world of Kaizoku Sentai Gokaiger. The world of this series was known to co-exist with the realm of the Kamen Riders, like two sides of the same coin. Sadboi had watched the crossover specials, but she never expected to be in the middle of it all. Her eyeholes bounced from the sky to the distant buildings to the sea that stretched out before them, all filled with an array of color and light she hadn't seen in any of their previous adventures.

"What to do first…" Sadboi pondered aloud, probably a little too loudly to be talking to herself. Her synthetic skin pulsed a deep blue, deep in focus yet again. Keito looked over at her, his own eyes scanning the horizon. His transformation into Kamen Rider Synthetix had brought him a newfound sense of purpose, and the thrill of a new adventure washed over him like a wave of electricity.

Tsukasa, meanwhile, was remaining vigilant. His last outing with the Super Sentai universe was not particularly pleasant, namely because he and Captain Marvelous were at opposing sides and the two of them were seemingly too caught up in their own ploy of defeating their respective villains to truly comprehend the suffering the two of them were causing. Even though the landscape had healed from the incident, it remained deep in his mind.

The French Narrator, ever the historian, began recounting tales of the Gokaigers' bravery and camaraderie, filling in the gaps for those who weren't as versed in the Super Sentai lore. The Guardians listened intently, eager to learn and understand the new world they had stumbled into. The narrator spoke of their quest to collect the Greatest Treasure in the Universe, the Ranger Keys, and their battles against the evil Space Empire Zangyack. Sadboi, even through her deep thought, had a rapt attention to his explanations.

As Sadboi's eyeholes ping-ponged between the different aspects of her surroundings, she couldn't help but feel that something was wrong. Her gaze was mostly drawn to the sky, as she was halfway expecting to suddenly see the Gokai Galleon in the distance, but she only saw clouds and the bright azure of the planet's atmosphere.

"This isn't right," she murmured to herself, her voice echoing slightly in the stillness of the beach. The vibes of the world felt… off. The air was too quiet, too peaceful. The ocean waves crashed against the shore without the usual sound of laughter and seagulls that she had heard in the background of her favorite episodes.

The French Narrator picked up on the tension in the air, his smile fading slightly. "What is it, Sadboi?" He asked, his eyes scanning the area with a newfound sense of urgency.

"The vibes here," she replied, her voice tight with concern. "They're… off. Something's not right." Her gaze continued to ping-pong between different points in the sky, hoping that her hunch was wrong.

The group exchanged worried glances. "Let's not jump to conclusions," said Sento, his hand resting on the Build Driver on his belt. "We should investigate first."

They split into two teams: one with Sadboi, Keito, and the French Narrator heading to the city to seek out the Gokaigers and assess the situation, while the others stayed behind to keep an eye on the beach and the surrounding area. As they made their way into the bustling metropolis, the absence of the Gokaigers' usual heroic antics was palpable. The streets were eerily empty of both humans and Zangyack, the buildings untouched by the chaos of battle. The scene made Sadboi's heart sink.

As Sadboi used her vibesense to try and pick up the signature of the Gokaigers, she felt something strange. It was as if the very essence of the city itself was crying out in pain. The buildings, the streets, the air - it all resonated with a deep sadness and despair that was unlike anything she had ever encountered before. Her heart raced with worry as they approached the city center. Sadboi's pace quickened, hoping that it wasn't the worst-case scenario.

The French Narrator spoke up, his voice filled with concern. "Sadboi, what is it that you feel?" His eyes searched hers for an answer, but she only had more questions.

"I don't know," she murmured, "but it's certainly nothing good."

The team of Sadboi, Keito, and the French Narrator ventured through the eerily quiet city streets of the Gokaiger universe. The once bustling metropolis was now a ghost town, with no sign of the Gokaigers or their legendary ship, the Gokai Galleon. The absence of life was palpable, and even the vibrant colors of the buildings seemed to have faded under the oppressive gloom.

Sadboi's heart raced. "W-What if something happened to them?" she stuttered, her vibesense tingling with anxiety. Keito placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, his Kamen Rider Synthetix armor pulsing a gentle blue. "Don't worry, we'll find them," he assured her, his voice firm and reassuring despite the gravity of the situation.

The French Narrator spoke up, his French accent thick but his words clear. "We must remain vigilant, mes amis. The silence is… troubling." He scanned the desolate streets with a flicker of concern in his eyes. The group pressed on, their footsteps echoing off the empty buildings as they approached the city's central plaza. The sight that awaited them was chilling—the Gokai Galleon, once a beacon of hope, lay in ruins, its once proud sails tattered and torn.

Sadboi's pastel blue faded into a ghost white. "oh. oh my god." She stammered out, her gaze bouncing across the scene. "this is. this. this!" Sadboi's words were clearly failing her, unable to properly convey her shock and disbelief.

Keito's grip on her shoulder tightened slightly. "Calm down, Sadboi," he whispered, his voice a gentle reminder of their shared strength. "We need to figure out what happened here." His eyes scanned the wreckage, looking for clues. The French Narrator nodded solemnly, his expression a mix of sadness and determination.

Sadboi tried to slow her breathing, her voice slightly shaky as her coloration slowly regained its typical hue. "Should we check the the wreckage first…? If something, or someone, is in there, we could get some answers. If there isn't anyone in there, we could check the place where they keep their ranger keys. Either way, we get closer to an explanation."

The French Narrator nodded, his expression one of understanding. "Very well, let us proceed with caution. It seems we have stumbled upon a grave situation." His French accent lent a sense of gravity to his words.

They approached the wreckage of the Gokai Galleon, each step feeling heavier than the last. The once-majestic ship lay in ruins, a stark contrast to the vibrant cityscape they had encountered in their previous visits. The metal was twisted and charred, as if it had been subjected to an intense battle.

Sadboi stared at the damage in shock. "It's as if there was some sort of intense air battle." She took a step closer to the wreckage, her heart feeling heavy in her chest.

Keito's gaze followed her as she moved, his vibesense picking up the faint whispers of pain and loss that seemed to hang in the air. "We need to be prepared for anything. Whoever did this, they're not just powerful; they're ruthless."

The French Narrator stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with a newfound resolve. "Let us not dwell on the horrors of the past, but instead channel our emotions into uncovering the truth. The Gokaigers are strong; they would not fall without a reason."

The trio began to sift through the rubble, searching for any signs of life or clues as to what had transpired. The French Narrator's tales of unity and friendship echoed in their minds as they worked together, each one driven by their own reasons to uncover the mystery.

As they moved deeper into the wreckage, a soft, almost imperceptible sound reached their ears. It was a whimper, a faint sign of life. They hurried toward the noise, finding a young Gokai Ranger named Gai Ikari trapped under a beam. His armor was damaged, and his eyes were filled with a mix of fear and hope as he saw them.

Sadboi's eyeholes lit up, and she quietly whispered to Keito and The French Narrator. "It's Gokai Silver! We have to help him!" Sadboi flicked her hands, the motion releasing some of her pent up emotion.

With a grunt, Keito nodded. "I've got this. Stand back." His fists clenched, and the red streaks on his armor began to pulse more intensely than ever before. The emotional turmoil of the moment fueled his strength, allowing him to lift the heavy beam with surprising ease. Gai gasped for air as he was freed, his eyes widening at the sight of the unusual heroes.

Sadboi's body was shaking with her thoughts, all the things she could say flashing in her mind. She had so many questions, but so little time to get any answers.

"Gai," she stuttered, her voice shaky, "What happened here? Where are the others?"

Gai took a moment to gather himself, wincing as he sat up. His gaze fell upon the cubehead, a look of confusion flickering across his face. "Who…who are you?" he croaked. The French Narrator stepped forward, his soothing voice breaking the tension. "We are the Guardians of Synthesis, peacekeepers from across the multiverses. We felt your pain and came to offer aid."

Keito offered a hand to Gai. "We're here to help. Can you tell us what happened to the Gokaigers and the Gokai Galleon?"

Gai took the offered hand, his eyes still full of shock. "They… they were taken," he murmured, his voice still weak from his ordeal. "The Zangyack, they came out of nowhere. We fought, we tried, but…" He trailed off, the weight of defeat heavy on his shoulders.

Sadboi tried to keep her emotions in check, all sorts of emotions coming through her all at once, turning her skin into a display of emotional overstimulation.

"Taken?" she echoed, her vibesense tingling with the pain and fear that Gai was radiating. "We need to find them!"

Keito nodded solemnly, his eyes focused on Gai. "We're with you, Gai. We're the Guardians of Synthesis, and we're here to help."

The French Narrator placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Sadboi, we must remain composed. The Gokaigers are strong, and we will not find them if we do not keep our wits about us."

Taking a deep breath, Sadboi nodded. "Right, we have to stay focused." She glanced around the wreckage of the Gokai Galleon, her mind racing with possible leads. "Maybe we can find something in the wreckage that will tell us where the Zangyack took them!"

The group began to sift through the rubble, each one's special abilities coming into play. The French Narrator's sharp eyes spotted a glinting object under a pile of metal, which turned out to be a half-crushed Gokaiger key. The sight caused Sadboi's heart to break further, although she tried to remain composed.

Sadboi sputtered something out. "We need to let the other Guardians know. And then, we can regroup and. And make our next move."

Gai's expression was a mix of hope and determination. "You guys aren't just tourists, are you?" He managed a small smile. "You're like… interdimensional superheroes!" Sadboi nodded vigorously, her horror temporarily forgotten from her excitement at being recognized from someone she valued so highly.

"Oui, Gai," said the French Narrator with a knowing smile. "We are indeed. And we are here to ensure that no one suffers under the Zangyack's tyranny."

The gravity of the situation settled back into the air like a thick fog. The three of them, Keito, Sadboi, and the French Narrator, took a moment to look around the wreckage of the Gokai Galleon, the once majestic ship now a sad, twisted metal corpse on the concrete ground. It was a stark reminder of the seriousness of their mission.

Sadboi was scouring the room that would serve as the cockpit in the Gokai Galleon's combined form, a place where the team's heroic bonds were tested time and time again. Seeing such an honorable place in ruin made her heart ache and blood boil. She carefully examined the remains of the ship's wheel, a spot she had seen Captain Marvelous, Gokai Red, stand while directing his crew in so many episodes.

Her vibesense tingled again, something was off about this place. It wasn’t just the absence of the Gokaigers that unsettled her. It was as if the very essence of the place was…wrong. Her eyes darted around, searching for something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Then, she saw it—a glint of metal half-buried under some rubble. It was a Gokaiger key, but not just any key—it was the Gokai Red key.

Sadboi cradled the Ranger Key in her hand carefully. Her vibesense could feel the power the key emanated, and she knew that the situation just became more dire. The main Gokaigers had been kidnapped by their enemies, and without their Ranger Keys. She then scoured the rest of the room for the other Gokaiger Keys, the ones for the rest of the core five.

Her heart raced as she found each one, the keys to Gokai Blue, Yellow, Pink, and Green. She laid them out on a piece of the ship's dashboard that hadn’t been too damaged, her mind racing with thoughts of what could have happened. Keito hovered over her, his vibesense picking up on the intensity of the emotions coursing through her. "What's wrong, Sadboi?"

"It's much worse than I first thought." Her voice carried a grave tone.

Sadboi looked up at Keito, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and sadness. "The Gokaigers…they've been captured, and their keys…their powers are gone. Not from the keys themselves, but the Gokaigers don't have said keys… as you can see…"

Keito nodded solemnly, understanding the gravity of the situation. "We need to find them," he said firmly. "And fast." Sadboi nodded. "I have a feeling that we need to let the other Guardians of Synthesis know, the situation is so grave. We can regroup there and tell them about our findings."

The French Narrator stepped in, his voice a gentle reminder of their shared mission. "Oui, mon amie, let us return to our allies and formulate a plan to rescue the Gokaigers and restore peace to this world." His words echoed through the wreckage, a beacon of hope amidst the ruins.

So the trio, with Gai in tow, returned to the other Guardians of Synthesis who have been keeping watch of the beach. Sadboi spoke up, "Guys, we've found something, and it's not pretty. The situation we face is very dire…"

The group gathered around her, their expressions a mix of concern and anticipation. "The Gokai Galleon is in ruins, and Gai's the only one we've found so far," she continued, her voice quivering with the weight of the revelation. "The Zangyacks have captured the core five, with the only thing we could find of them being their Ranger Keys." She carefully presented the Ranger Keys of the core five Gokaigers in her palm. "We need to find them, and before this place falls into further disarray!" Her voice took on an urgent tone.

Sento Kiryu, also known as Kamen Rider Build, took the news seriously. "The Zangyacks are a formidable enemy, known for their cruel tactics and superior technology. We must act swiftly and strategically to ensure our victory." The French Narrator nodded in agreement. "Indeed, we must channel our collective strengths and knowledge of different worlds to overcome this challenge."

Pearl, her eyes reflecting the gravity of the situation, spoke up, "We should split into teams again. Some of us can stay here and look for any clues or signs of where the Gokaigers might be held, while others scout the city for any Zangyack activity." The group exchanged determined glances, knowing that their combined efforts would be their best chance at success.

Steven Universe, ever the optimist, offered a gentle smile. "And maybe we can use our emotions, our empathy, to sense where they might be. Like how Sadboi's vibesense led us to Gai." The group nodded in unison, their resolve stronger than ever. Tsukasa spoke up, realizing that he couldn't let his past run-ins with the Super Sentai universe stop him from helping Sadboi restore something that held so much significance to her. "I'll join the scouting team," he said, cracking his knuckles. "I know a thing or two about fighting alien invaders."

Sadboi's eyes lit up. "Yesyes! That's a great idea! We'll cover more ground that way!" She quickly pulled out a small, glowing device. "This is the VibeCom. It's like a tracker for emotions. We can tune it to the Gokaigers' vibes and pinpoint their locations!" The group huddled around as she demonstrated the device's capabilities. Sadboi explained further, "Since we have the keys, then the other Gokaigers should have their changers. If I can properly attune the Ranger Keys to the VibeCom, then perhaps we should be able to tap into their changers' communications, since said changers are kinda like those old flip-phones!"

The French Narrator leaned in, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Magnificent! Let us divide into two groups then. One to track the Gokaigers, the other to prepare for any Zangyack encounters. Remember, the key to victory is unity and understanding!"

Sadboi nodded, her cube head bobbling with the movement. "Yesyes, I just need to make some modifications to the VibeCom for Ranger Key compatibility!" Her gaze bounced around, this time in excitement rather than fear or unease. "Perhaps Gai could help me with navigating with how these Ranger Keys work, exactly? Yesyes?"

Gai looked at the device with curiosity, his eyes lighting up. "Ah, I see what you're trying to do. It's like tuning into a radio frequency, but for feelings! Let's see."

Gai took the VibeCom from Sadboi's hands and began examining it, his mind racing with the complexities of the technology. "It's fascinating how your vibesense can be channeled through this device!" He spoke with a sense of awe and admiration, his fingers deftly tapping away at the glowing interface. "The Ranger Keys are indeed like a part of us, so it might be possible to track their unique emotional signatures."

While they worked, Pearl spoke up, her voice filled with urgency. "We must be cautious, my friends. The Zangyack are a formidable enemy, and they will not take our interference lightly."

Sadboi nodded, her expression determined. "You're right, Pearl. Let's not underestimate them." She looked to Keito, who was quietly contemplating the situation. "Keito, do you think we can find a way to boost the VibeCom's range? We'll need to cover a lot of ground to locate all five of the core Gokaigers."

Keito's gaze snapped to hers, a spark of determination in his eyes. "I can try to modify the armor's systems to amplify the signal. It won't be easy, but with your vibesense and my tech expertise, we might stand a chance." He turned to Sento Kiryu, the original Kamen Rider Build. "Sento, I'll need access to your Build Driver. It's the most advanced piece of tech we have with us, and it might just hold the key to boosting our search capabilities."

Sento handed over the Build Driver with a solemn nod. "Do what you must. We need to save the Gokaigers and stop the Zangyack from causing any more harm."

With the device in hand, Keito and Sadboi retreated to a quieter corner of the makeshift base. They worked tirelessly, combining their abilities to enhance the VibeCom. The tension in the air was palpable as the other Guardians readied themselves for the impending battles. Sadboi modified the VibeCom to accommodate a Ranger Key slot, while Keito worked on the Build Driver's interface, his eyes flickering with the code that danced across the screen.

Gai, his curiosity piqued, hovered around them, offering suggestions from his own experience with the Ranger Keys. "You know, the keys resonate with the user's soul. If you can tap into that, you might be able to track them from a distance!"

Sadboi's eyes widened with understanding. "Yesyes, like a homing beacon for emotions!" She inserted a Ranger Key into the modified device, and it hummed to life, the red streaks of Keito's armor pulsing in sync with the energy of the key. "It's working!"

The French Narrator called the group together, a sense of urgency in his tone. "Gentlemen, ladies, and cubeheads, it's time to deploy. Let us divide into two teams: one to track the Gokaigers, the other to engage and distract the Zangyack forces."

Pearl, Garnet, and Amethyst formed one team, eager to apply their combined strengths in combat. "We'll handle any trouble that comes our way," Pearl said with a firm nod. "You two focus on the Gokaigers."

Sadboi, Keito, and Gai made up the other team, with the modified VibeCom in hand. "We'll find them," Sadboi assured everyone, her confidence growing. "And we'll bring them home."

As the trio set out onto the streets, Sadboi started the search with the Gokai Red Ranger Key. "Yesyes, let's do this," she murmured to herself, her eyes focused on the VibeCom. The device began to pulse with a rhythmic beat, guiding them through the cityscape of the Gokaiger universe.

The first stop was a desolate alley, where the VibeCom's readings grew stronger. The air was thick with fear and desperation. Keito's eyes narrowed as he picked up the vibes. "They're here," he murmured, gripping his synthesized weapon tightly.

Gai took the lead, his eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of the Zangyack. "We have to be careful. The Zangyack are everywhere," he warned. "They're not just looking for the keys, they're hunting for the Gokaigers too."

The alley opened up to a dimly lit room, where a weakened Captain Marvelous lay, bound in some sort of alien contraption. Sadboi let out a quiet gasp, her eyeholes widening. Her gaze flickered across different aspects of the contraption, her mind racing to understand its workings. Keito stepped forward, his vibesense on high alert. The air was thick with the pain of the captain and the malicious intent of his captors.

"We have to be quick," he murmured. "The Zangyack will be back soon."

With a determined nod, Sadboi approached Captain Marvelous. Her hands hovered over the contraption, searching for any weaknesses or levers that would release him. She found a glowing red button and paused. "Is this…?" she whispered, her eyeholes narrowing in focus.

Gai's voice was urgent but measured. "Yes, press it! But be ready for anything."

Sadboi took a deep breath and pushed the button with trembling fingers. The contraption let out a series of mechanical groans and clanks before the restraint holding Captain Marvelous released. He collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. Keito rushed to his side, checking for injuries, while Sadboi hovered anxiously. The captain looked up, his eyes widening in recognition at Gai, a fellow Gokaiger.

"Silver," he managed to croak out. "What… what are you doing here?"

Gai offered a small, relieved smile. "We're here to get you out, Captain. These two are part of the Guardians of Synthesis." He gestured back towards Sadboi and Keito.

As Captain Marvelous took in the sight of the pastel cubehead and the brooding young man in black and red armor, confusion and hope mingled in his expression. "Guardians… of what?"

Sadboi, her eyes wide with excitement, explained, "Guardians of Synthesis! It's a group we started to keep peace across the multiverses, like the Gokaigers, but, like, with more…feelings! And more widespread! Kind of." She spoke as she handed Marvelous his Ranger Key back before she quickly turned her attention back to the VibeCom and the remaining Gokaiger Ranger Keys, deciding which one to use in the device next. Her heart fluttered with a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

Keito took a step forward, his vibesense tingling with anticipation. "We're here to help you get your team back and stop the Zangyack from causing any more harm. Your comrades are in trouble, and we can feel it." His words were sincere, a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil usually reflected in his eyes. The gravity of the situation was not lost on him, nor was the responsibility that now lay on their shoulders to ensure the safety of these heroes.

Marvelous looked at them, his eyes scanning the unfamiliar faces before a hint of recognition dawned on him. "You're…not from here, are you?" His voice was a mix of awe and suspicion.

The French Narrator, ever the charmer, stepped in smoothly. "Ah, oui! We are indeed from different worlds, but we share the same noble cause. The unity of hearts, the harmony of spirits, and the protection of all life across the multiverse." His words flowed like a well-crafted sonnet, painting a picture of their grand mission.

Captain Marvelous' expression shifted from bewilderment to intrigue. "The multiverse, you say?" He glanced at Gai, who nodded solemnly. "I see. Well, if you're willing to stand alongside us, I suppose we can't refuse such an…eclectic group." His eyes twinkled with curiosity, hinting at the adventures that lay ahead.

Sadboi decided on finding Gokai Blue next. She inserted the Gokai Blue Ranger Key into the VibeCom's Ranger Key slot, and the device made a beep as it attuned to the Ranger Key's frequency. The display showed a blue signal, which showed Sadboi where Joe Gibken was being held. "A-ha, got a connection!" Sadboi murmured, followed by her pointing in a direction based on the signal. "That-a way."

The trio, now with Captain Marvelous leading the way, moved swiftly through the cityscape, the signal from the VibeCom growing stronger with every step. The buildings were a mix of futuristic and organic, a testament to the blend of technology and nature that was prevalent in the Gokaiger's world.

"Stay alert," Captain Marvelous whispered as they approached the location indicated by the VibeCom. The air grew thick with tension, and even the normally jovial Sento couldn't help but tighten his grip on his Build Driver.

As they rounded a corner, they found themselves face to face with a group of Zangyack soldiers, their faces contorted in twisted sneers. The soldiers looked surprised to see them, but quickly recovered, pointing their weapons at the newcomers. The French Narrator's voice echoed in their minds, a reminder of their unity.

"We come in peace," Captain Marvelous announced firmly, his hand resting on his Gokai Sabre. "But we will not hesitate to fight if you stand in our way." The Zangyack soldiers snarled, clearly not interested in peaceful negotiations.

Sadboi stepped forward, her pastel blue form standing out among the armored figures. She closed her eyes, focusing on her vibesense. The emotions of the Zangyack soldiers were a cacophony of anger and hostility, but she searched for the one thread of fear that would lead them to Joe. "Joe Gibken," she called out, her voice carrying over the tense silence. "We're here to help."

To their surprise, one of the soldiers looked away, a flicker of something akin to doubt crossing his features. It was the opening they needed. With a swift motion, Captain Marvelous leaped into action, slicing through the enemy lines. The Guardians of Synthesis followed close behind, their movements synchronized from their diverse backgrounds in combat. The battle was swift and decisive, a display of their collective strength and strategy.

As the last of the Zangyack soldiers fell, Sadboi stepped forward, her attention returning to the VibeCom. The device's light flickered, zeroing in on a hidden chamber nearby. "This way," she urged, her eyes still locked on the screen. The group followed, their footsteps echoing through the dimly lit corridor. The walls were adorned with the remnants of Gokaiger technology, twisted and corrupted by the Zangyack's influence.

Sadboi got to work again, looking around the room. She was equal parts fascinated and horrified by the tech in the room, but she ultimately found the release mechanism for Joe. The room was cold and sterile, the only sounds the hum of machines and Joe's muffled whimpers. As the device powered down and the cage-like contraption opened, Joe, or Gokai Blue, as she knew him, fell to the floor, weak but alive. Sadboi disengaged the Gokai Blue Ranger Key from the VibeCom, so she could return it.

"Thank you," he murmured, his voice hoarse from disuse.

"Don't mention it," Sadboi said, a small smile gracing her lips as she offered him a hand up. "We're the Guardians of Synthesis. We're here to help."

The French Narrator hovered nearby, his eyes gleaming with pride. "Truly, you are a testament to the power of unity," he said, addressing the entire group.

Keito nodded solemnly. "Now, let's find the others." His vibesense was a buzz in his head, pointing towards the next location. "We must be swift and careful. The Zangyack are unpredictable."

Sadboi returned the the Gokai Blue Ranger Key to Joe, and she put the Gokai Yellow Ranger Key into the VibeCom. As intended, the device beeped and its display showed a yellow signal. "Yesyes." Sadboi murmured.

The yellow signal grew stronger as they approached a dilapidated building, the very essence of the Gokaiger's fear and anger emanating from within. The structure was a twisted mass of corroded metal and flickering screens, a stark contrast to the bright and cheerful city they had left behind.

"The Zangyack really know how to pick their prisons." Squidward quipped, his tentacles curling around his body in a protective stance.

"Agreed," said Captain Marvelous, his gaze sharp. "But fear not, we shall not let it stand in our way."

As they approached, the building's doors swung open, revealing a horde of Zangyack soldiers ready for battle. The air grew tense, but the Guardians stood firm, their resolve unwavering. Captain Marvelous took the lead, charging into the fray with a battle cry that resonated with the very fabric of the universe. The French Narrator hovered above, providing intel and encouragement, his voice a soothing balm to their anxious hearts.

Sadboi, with her vibesense on high alert, scanned the room, searching for any signs of the Gokai Yellow, her eyes narrowing as she pinpointed a faint pulse of despair amidst the chaos. She dashed through the maze of corrupted tech, dodging enemy fire and weaving through the soldiers with surprising agility. Her past traumas had honed her reflexes and instincts, making her an unpredictable and formidable force in combat.

Keito, now fully embracing his role as Kamen Rider Synthetix, moved alongside her, his vibesense tuned to the rhythm of the battle. His eyes searched the frenzied mob for the source of the pain, the one who held the key to their victory. The red streaks in his armor pulsed with the intensity of his emotions, a stark contrast to the sleek black that enveloped him.

"I've got her!" he shouted, pointing to a corner where a young woman with a tattered yellow scarf was being held captive. Her eyes were filled with fear and anger, and Keito knew she was Gokai Yellow. Without hesitation, he sprinted through the battle, using his sound manipulation to create a path of deafening silence around him. The Zangyack soldiers stumbled in confusion as he reached the girl, his fist clenched around her restraints.

Sadboi's mechanism assimilation buzzed as she fended off the approaching soldiers, creating a temporary forcefield from the debris of their fallen comrades' tech. "We've got to move!" she yelled to Keito, who nodded gravely. He focused his vibesense, the red streaks in his armor pulsing as he tried to soothe the captive's fear. The girl, named Luka Millfy, met his gaze and a flicker of recognition sparked in her eyes.

Together, they fought their way out, the French Narrator guiding them through the labyrinthine corridors of the enemy's base. The clang of swords, the zap of energy blasts, and the roar of explosions filled the air, a symphony of chaos and valor. The bond between the Guardians grew stronger with each step they took, each blow they exchanged.

Once outside, the group gathered around Luka, who looked at them with a mix of awe and disbelief. "You're… you're here to save us?" she asked, her voice trembling. Captain Marvelous stepped forward, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "We're the Guardians of Synthesis, and we stand for peace and unity," he declared.

The French Narrator spoke gently, his words weaving a tale of their journey across the multiverses, fighting for the same cause she and her comrades now believed in. Luka's expression softened, and she nodded, accepting their friendship. "Merci beaucoup," she murmured, her eyes glistening with hope.

With Gokai Yellow now part of their ranks, the Guardians pushed on to locate the remaining Gokaigers. The VibeCom led them through a series of increasingly treacherous environments, each more twisted by the Zangyack's dark influence than the last. As they ventured further, they encountered more of the enemy, their numbers seemingly endless. But the Guardians' spirits remained high, their unity unshaken.

Their next target was Gokai Pink, who was being held in a dank, water-filled chamber. The air was thick with despair, making it difficult for Sadboi to pinpoint her exact location. "She's here," she said, her voice strained with effort. "But she's… scared." The group split up, each taking a section of the chamber to search.

Finally, Pearl spotted a flicker of light amidst the murk. Diving into the water, she emerged with a limp form in her arms. It was Ahim de Famille, Gokai Pink, her eyes wide with fear. The French Narrator coached them through calming her down, and as they did, the light from their combined Elements of Harmony grew brighter, piercing the gloom. Ahim's eyes fluttered open, and she looked around in bewilderment before focusing on the kind faces of her rescuers.

The Guardians exchanged relieved smiles, knowing they were one step closer to reuniting the Gokaigers. The French Narrator spoke to Ahim in a soothing tone, explaining their mission and the importance of their unity. As the light grew, so did her resolve, and she nodded firmly. "I will fight alongside you," she said, her voice steady.

The group continued their quest, the French Narrator's words echoing in their minds: "We are the Guardians of Synthesis, and together, we are unstoppable." The stakes grew higher with each rescued Gokaiger, but so did their determination to restore peace to the universe. They knew that together, with their unique abilities and unyielding empathy, they could overcome any challenge that lay ahead.

The VibeCom beeped again, this time signaling Gokai Green's distress. The Guardians, now a formidable team with Gai, Captain Marvelous, Gokai Blue, Gokai Yellow, and Gokai Pink, followed the signal into a dense jungle, their footsteps silent on the mossy ground. The air was thick with the scent of rain-soaked leaves and the faint echo of distant battles.

Sadboi's vibesense tingled with anticipation as they approached a clearing. In the center, a holographic projection of Captain Barlog played out a taunting message. "You seek the Gokaigers in vain," he jeered in the language of the Gokaiverse. "Your efforts will be your downfall!" Sadboi huffed. She knew better.

The team split into pairs, with Keito and Sadboi taking point, their eyes peeled for any signs of a trap. "We must stay vigilant," Keito warned, his voice a low murmur. "Barlog is cunning." Sadboi nodded, her pastel blue skin darkening slightly as she focused her vibesense. The others fanned out, each pair combining their unique abilities to search the jungle. The French Narrator hovered above them, his narration a soothing backdrop to their tense mission.

A rustle in the underbrush caught their attention. Keito's vibesense spiked with fear, and he raised a hand for caution. The foliage parted, revealing a figure slumped against a tree, bound in vines that writhed with dark energy. "Don!" Gokai Yellow exclaimed, recognizing Gokai Green, Doc. The team rushed over, and Sadboi began to carefully cut through the vines with a pocket knife from her survival kit. The vines shrieked and retreated, releasing their grip.

Doc groaned, his eyes fluttering open. His armor was cracked and his body bruised, but the sight of his comrades brought a glimmer of hope to his eyes. "We've got you," Keito assured him, helping him to his feet. Doc managed a weak smile. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice hoarse from disuse. The French Narrator's gaze fell on the Gokaigers, a proud smile ghosting across his lips.

The jungle was eerily silent around them, as if the very air was holding its breath. The group moved cautiously, the French Narrator's story of unity echoing in their minds. Sadboi kept her eyeholes peeled, knowing better than to lower her guard in the middle of a place like this.

As they made their way deeper into the foliage, the air grew thick with anticipation. Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath their feet, and a monstrous roar resonated through the trees. The French Narrator's smile never wavered as he spoke, his words a gentle reminder of the strength they held together. "The path ahead may be fraught with danger, but fear not, for your hearts are bound by the Element of Synthesis."

The source of the disturbance emerged from the shadows: a hulking beast, a twisted amalgamation of vines and mechanical parts, a creature born from the corrupted essence of the Gokaiger's world. Captain Marvelous stepped forward, his fist clenched. "We must defeat this monstrosity!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with determination. The Guardians exchanged nods, understanding that this was a testament to their unity and the power of their bond.

The battle was fierce, with each member showcasing their unique talents. Sadboi's vibesense allowed her to predict the beast's movements, while Keito's Kamen Rider Synthetix form unleashed a symphony of destructive sound waves. The combined might of the now reunited Gokaigers and the Guardians of Synthesis painted a vivid display of color and power against the jungle backdrop. The creature, initially overwhelming, began to falter as their collective strength grew stronger.

Sadboi noticed something peculiar amidst the chaos. A faint pulse of energy resonated within the creature, a pulse that matched the frequency of the Gokaigers' Ranger Keys. "Guys, it's the power of the Rangers!" she exclaimed. "We have to save it from this corruption!" The group paused, recognizing the importance of this revelation. The French Narrator nodded solemnly, his eyes gleaming with understanding.

With renewed purpose, they altered their strategy, focusing on purifying rather than destroying. The French Narrator began to weave a tale of unity and redemption, his words echoing through the jungle, resonating with the beast's core.

"Listen to us," Sadboi called out, her voice a gentle melody amidst the cacophony. "You are not a monster, you are a guardian of this world, corrupted by a great evil. Let us free you from this torment!" The creature's movements grew erratic, as if it were fighting an internal struggle. The vines that made up its body writhed and contorted, revealing the gleaming metal beneath.

Keito stepped forward, his Kamen Rider Synthetix armor pulsing with a soothing rhythm. He reached out, his vibesense reaching deep into the creature's core. "I can feel it," he murmured, "their power, it's still within you." His eyes met Sadboi's, filled with determination. "We'll get them back."

The creature, now recognizing the Rangers' energy, roared in anguish. It thrashed wildly, and the vines grew denser, wrapping around the Guardians. Captain Marvelous, seeing his comrades in distress, leaped into action. "We stand as one!" he shouted, the Gokai Galleon appearing in a flash of light. The combined power of the Gokaigers and the Guardians of Synthesis surged through the creature, and the vines began to recede.

The French Narrator's voice grew stronger, his story of unity resonating with the beast. The vines that bound the Gokaigers' power grew weaker, and the corruption started to dissipate. The creature's form shifted, revealing the Gokaigers' original Zangyack enemies beneath the twisted plant life. "Together, we can overcome this," Sadboi assured, her vibesense reaching out to comfort the trapped souls.

Keito, as Kamen Rider Synthetix, stepped forward, his eyes glowing with resolve. His vibesense honed in on the purest form of anger within the creature, a rage born from fear and pain. He raised his Synthetix Driver and shouted, "Synthetix Ride!" The armor around him pulsed with red and black energy, the very essence of his own tumultuous emotions. He knew this battle was not just about brute strength but about understanding and calming the turmoil within.

The creature, now weakened, roared in defiance. The French Narrator, seeing the opportunity, urged them to act swiftly. "Now, children of the digital age, let the power of your hearts resonate with the very fabric of this world!" His words were like a sonnet, a gentle push that resonated deeply with Sadboi's core beliefs. She nodded, her eyes determined, and with a deep breath, she called upon the Element of Synthesis. A soft blue light emanated from her, mingling with the fiery red of Keito's vibesense.

The Gokaigers watched in amazement as the two approached the creature. The vines that had once been a prison now writhed in response to the soothing aura that enveloped the jungle. The Zangyack inside the creature seemed to be fighting against the corruption, their cries for help echoing in the air. Sadboi reached out her hand, the light from her Element reaching the creature's core. "We're here to help," she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of a thousand kind words.

The creature's eyes, once filled with malice, now searched for understanding. It felt the warmth of Sadboi's emotion and the power of the Element of Synthesis. Slowly, it began to relax, the vines loosening their grip. The French Narrator stepped closer, his voice a gentle whisper. "Let go of your fear, your anger. Join us in creating a world of harmony." The creature's form shifted again, revealing the core of its being—the purified Rangers' powers, now free from the corruption. The Gokaigers gasped as they saw their friends, no longer tormented but standing tall and ready to fight alongside them.

The French Narrator's story had reached its crescendo. The unity of the Guardians of Synthesis and the Gokaigers created a wave of emotion so strong it seemed to cleanse the very air. The creature, now a symbol of hope rather than despair, bowed its head in respect. The Guardians had not just won a battle but had turned a foe into an ally. Captain Marvelous looked at Sadboi with newfound admiration. "Thank you," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "Your empathy has saved us all."

The jungle grew quiet, the tension of the battle dissipating into the night air. The Gokaigers, now reunited, looked at the Guardians with a newfound camaraderie. Together, they had faced a powerful enemy and come out stronger. The French Narrator looked at them all, his eyes gleaming with pride. "This is what it means to be a Guardian of Harmony," he said. "To find peace where there is discord and to unite where there is division."

The group stood together, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them. The French Narrator's story had taken them to new heights, and the bond they had formed was unshakeable. The Gokaigers had found new allies in their quest to protect the universe, and the Guardians had discovered that their hearts had the power to change even the most twisted of foes. As they made their way out of the jungle, the stars above shone down, a testament to their unity and a promise of the adventures still to come.

The Gokaigers and the Guardians of Synthesis soon made their way out of the jungle, and another portal waited for the Guardians. With much discussion, the group decided to make their way through.

[omgkalyppso]

1,3, and 5 for a character of your choice!

Thank you for the ask! Sorry, I was paralyzed by choice when this came in. I'm choosing my relevant oc based on who I wanted to do a song analysis for: Avery.

1) Does your OC have a voice claim, if so who?

Avery is my few3h my unit / Shez oc (what a string of jargon). He's voiced by Damien Haas, and I think the voice suits him.

Spoilers for that game.

3) What song describes your OC?

Hope was closing with my eyes, Down the shallow grave I was lying Then I heard someone say "he'll be stuck here forever" But I prayed it wasn't forever 'Cause you were leaning over me Clutching memories of when I was alive And then you breathed life into me one last time But I prayed it wasn't the last time Because it would be so wonderful to see your starry eyes again Give me more than the things that I've lived for I'm only echoes of the man that I'm supposed to be Because I want more of the things I'd die for I want to feel it in my soul Now that you've unburied me Dust me off and carry me home And I beg you sing life to me again I promise this won't happen again

FEW3H starts with Avery waking up before a battle that the narrative frames as upending his life, because it is the death of his mercenary crew. The character can go from saying these people were like family to saying they weren't close at all and they were all using each other for a paycheck, so it's up to audience interpretation what their actual relationship was, but their deaths inspire Avery to swear vengeance against the fe3h my unit / protagonist, who is my case was Faedolyn.

Their deaths could not have been more perfectly timed for the ancient presence that resides inside of Avery and is actually trying to kill the slumbering goddess that resides inside Faedolyn. What a mess.

Faedolyn inherits from the goddess, the ability to rewind time. Avery inherits from the dude possessing him, the ability to jump through space (think Ni/ghtcrawler).

Avery eventually establishes that he doesn't want to kill Faedolyn and is betrayed by the presence that is using his body like any doomed warlock or w/e, and is briefly (in canon. in my hc it would be far more painful and drawn out) overtaken to become something of a villain.

So I like to headcanon a tumultuous (or. briefly tragic) romance between Fae and Avery in this manner of timeline / story. If I wrote fic of them though, it would focus on a different timeline / story because this one requires so much fucking work anyway.

But in a fantasy setting, I do still like the idea of Avery being constructed for a nefarious purpose and working very hard to counter that, to the point of even begging for Fae to cut the corruption out of him. His tag is filled with posts like this:

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5) Do you ship your OC with a Canon character? If so who?

Besides Fae (not a canon character), I ship Avery with Claude, Hilda and Lorenz as well.

Picrew.

[darkwitch1999]

This might be stupid, but imagine if Rooster Bold and Caprikid got akumatized together?

P.S, Is Nino gonna even get the evidence of how Marc got coffee?

Oh, that is not stupid! Rooster Bold and Caprikid getting akumatized together would be a very interesting read. If I were to imagine a scenario in which these two were to become akumatized, I believe it would happen in any one of these three ways:

Someone (a villain or antagonistic character) intentionally drives a wedge between Rooster Bold and Caprikid and they end up getting into a heated argument (they may or may not know each other's secret identities at this point though I think either way would work). Shadow Moth or whoever the butterfly-themed villain is, then takes advantage of their feelings of anger and akumatizes them. The two heroes turned akumatized villains would immediately battle each other in their new forms in a manner I believe would parallel Captain Hardrock and Guitar Villain (Crocoduel). Another Scarlet Moth type scenario in which a mass akumatization takes place, during which Rooster Bold and Caprikid end up succumbing to their negative emotions and feelings and end up getting akumatized into scarlet versions of their superhero identities.In this scenario, both Rooster Bold and Caprikid know each other's secret identities and something happens in one or both of their lives that is causing them great emotional distress. Even if it was something negative that only had a major impact on one of them (like for example if one of them was getting bullied or had a really terrible experience with someone), I can imagine that the other hero would get upset as well and would become protective of their boyfriend.

If these two were to ever become akumatized, I can imagine their dynamic would depend on how they became akumatized. For instance, if they became akumatized due to an argument between them, they would both most likely speak to one another with negativity and hostility as they fight each other. Most likely hurling hurtful insults and smack talk all around. However, if they weren't mad at each other at the time of their akumatization, I would say they would have a pretty good team dynamic that would back the other heroes into a corner.

To answer your second question, Nino and Alya both have evidence that could help prove which of the three suspects gave Marc the coffee, but they don't know which one of them for sure gave him the coffee. This is why Nino is interrogating Marc by presenting him with evidence on why they know that Marc couldn't have gotten the coffee on his own without a "supplier" and Alya is interrogating the three suspects by presenting them with evidence that they had gathered to prove their guilt. It's all just a matter of which person breaks first when they can't deny the facts shoved at them.

@arny20252

[kibbits]

I know it’s a bit early in the au, but is there some angstsy potential for the BAL!Boys? Maybe a certain fleshy human makes the idiom “Break a leg” true?

Never too early! I don't mind jumping around the timeline wherever! (I'm not much of a writer?? Or at least I have no plans for now. But I love to get questions and go on long rants as I figure it out pff and I'd love to illustrate stuff from any point)

There could be! I think for the purpose of the story, Y/N wouldn't really get anything worse than, say, a nasty sprain or a (so nothing broken or life-threatening. Well. their life being threatened but not ACTUALLY-- you know what i mean fgkljgkdg)

That being said! The AU is called that because management decided to put the boys in the daycare as the daycare attendant.... Without doing any of the work to reprogram/give them the skills and context for their new role. I was thinking the classic of Moon being the one to 'accidentally' (on purpose but. not?) hurt someone, but both have potential honestly

(two angst and a funnier one)

Either Moon came online and, well. He's supposed to be the villain. He's SUPPOSED to be scary! He's the nighttime attendant? Supposed to put people to sleep? Okay! Villain who's annoyed that people are awake and loud and wants everyone to sleep, I can work with that! And having only interacted with STAFF bot co-actors, he overestimates how rough he can be and breaks someone's leg (could be pulling a kid who thought they were clever out of a hidey hole in an absolutely terrifying game of hide and seek, could be a daycare assistant interfering and he thinks he has to 'fight'them)

Sun has a lot of potential angst too if he hurts someone and he's like that's... not supposed to happen! You MUST be fine -- I'm a hero, and heroes don't hurt people! It was an accident! (they weren't calibrated to handle humans because... Fazbear.

They learn on their own, but in the first, 'feral' half, Y/N learns to make it so they don't get manhandled by the boys/don't get in direct contact with them. In the second half, once they're more their own people and they start to be actual friends, Y/N has to convince them that it's okay, they weren't hurt, they're not gonna break the moment they're touched, just don't chuck them around like a ragdoll, and they build up their confidence towards interaction with Y/N and then working on being even more gentle so they can interact with kids

so, yes, very real potential of maiming, but no actual maiming.... of Y/N at least. The boys DO have to mind their strength though and never forget it, cause they're STRONG

The funny one is I imagine that if Y/N gets something like a sprain or like. a papercut. something accidental that they can laugh off, the boys are such DRAMA QUEENS about it!! Sun loudly announcing that to make way for their friend injured in a heroic battle (a blushing and embarrassed Y/N totally 'accidently' smacks him with their crutches on their way past) or wailing on his knees to the first aid station nurse that their friend's ankle needs ice with the same drama as if they were dying

Moon in full gremlin mode picking them up and never letting them go anywhere on their own feet, oh nooo you can't get down on your own? Too bad, I guess you're stuck in this pile of cushions and now you HAVE to stay and watch movies and do other non-dangerous things with them! What's that, management, they can't be paid overtime and you refuse to pay an intern for a work injury? Oh, but the big bad theatre animatronics kidnapped them so it's not like it's on their own term! Guess they have to be compensated and get to take it easy during work! Otherwise I'm making it everyone's problem > : )))

Thanks for the ask!! <3333

[sailorbryant]

My Top 10 BL's of 2022

Cause why not.

10. Secret Crush on You

The cringe was real, but so was how much I didn't care and just enjoyed the shit out of this thing.

9. Minato Shouji Coin Laundry

It was a battle in my head between this one and Old Fashioned Cupcake, but I'm gonna go with Minato. They were both great shows, but damn the sexual tension between Minato and Shin was just *chef's kiss* and the ending was so freaking satisfying. Add in the cinematography, which I truly believe was off the charts, and you've got a great show that I've re-watched probably three times already.

8. Love in the Air

Was it Mame trash? Sure. Did I still adore it? Yes. I'm easy like that. Give me barely any plot and hand waving sexual assault, but throw in a daddy kink and a man bun, and I fold like a stack of cards apparently.

7. Rak Diao (One Love)

I'm gonna get a lot of flack for this, but here we are. A lot of people didn't watch or didn't like this show and that's fair. But I respectfully disagree. The laugh track blended in for me very quickly. I don't know if it was just the nostalgia factor or the just the surrealness of having a very 'sitcom' BL I do not know, but genuinely enjoyed this, and so sad it didn't get the ratings it deserved.

5. The Eclipse.

Just call me a sucker for a good ol' enemies to lovers, pro-lgbt, anti-authoritarian high school BL. Would probably be higher if the last couple of eps weren't so weird, but deserves to still be here for First crying alone.

6. My Tooth Your Love

Great show. Only complaints are the lack of focus on the side couples, but just genuinely adored the progress of the main's arc. Gonna be a feel good re-watch for a long time.

Therapy Recommendations?? In my BL?? It's more likely than you think!

4. Not Me

I don't know how I couldn't love this show honestly. Enemies to lovers, identity porn w/ twins, rag tag revolutionaries attempting to overthrow the government, Sing as a villain. Just, fuck, it was like it was written with me in mind. I'm glad OffGun are coming back, but damn this would've been a hell of a high note to go out on.

Be gay, do crimes, and steal my heart I guess.

3. Semantic Error

Are y'all starting to realize I have an enemies to lovers thing? Cause damn. Anyway.

People a lot more talented than me have written way longer and better pieces on how great this show was, but yeah, it rocked. I've rewatched it multiple times, and read the manhua (yuck). Only complaint is the same with any Korean show, not long enough, but even what little we got feels like a delicious four course meal.

2. KinnPorsche VegasPete

Don't take this as a slight on KinnPorsche, because I adore them, but VegasPete honestly ensnared me body and soul. It may be a symptom of the fact that VP got less screen time than KP, but damn. It's just an obsession I'll probably not going to be getting over any time soon, and I really don't want to.

The not joking around enemies to lovers plot, the daddy issues, the straight up not fucking joking around BDSM. I mean, come on???

WHERE IS SEASON 2 BOC??? WHERE IS IT???

1. Bad Buddy

What's that? Bad Buddy came out in 2021 and barely had any episodes in 2022? Sorry, I've suddenly gone deaf.

But seriously, none of that matters. What matters is that the last episode came out in 2022 and absolutely rocked my world. I took the day off WORK for that episode. I made @bluebladerose block off her calendar at work so as soon as the episode ended I could call her and scream about it uninterrupted (and she, at this point, had not watched the show or any other BL for that matter). I could barely even tell her what had happened, and just proceeded to CRY like a child about it from pure damn joy.

It was joy in the face of pain, it was choosing happiness and love in the face of everything. It was letting all of us little queer kids know that it is possible to keep your family AND the one you love. It said that love was friendship, and happiness, and made you stronger and better and was worth fighting for no matter that it's hard.

It was cathartic and beautiful and everything I ever wanted. I'll never get over it. As far as I'm concerned, the moment Pat opened that door to see Pran on the other side was a cultural reset and nothing else will ever compare.

Honorable Mentions:

Old Fashioned Cupcake. Fantastic. Only one kiss, but it's a doozy

Love Stage!! Probably should be on the TOP 10, but it's been so long since I watched it, and couldn't bring myself to fight for it over any of the other shows.

Cutie Pie. The very definition of PWP in TV form, but who cares when Zee looks like that. Damn.

Unlucky-Kun must Kiss. Cute. Feel good. Did not live up to the High heat promise from the earlier episodes, but still good rewatch value.

Roommates of Poongduck 304. Cute. Loved it being about adults. Loved it.

Triage. Unf. So good.

Between Us & My School President Will be on the Top 10 list for 2023

Dishonorable Mentions that should be burnt in a fire:

The Miracle of Teddy Bear. The only good thing to come from this show was @bluebladerose's increasing horror as I spent four hours I spent explaining the plot to her and also this screenshot which was my background for a week.

(Yes, okay, there were some good parts and I did enjoy the dynamic with the mom as someone who is currently dealing with an aging mother, but also jfc I'm a good person and did not deserve that ending.)

See you all in 2023!

[jaydenstyx]

Behold! CurledFang and his descendants who inherited his long fangs! BuzzardTalon is his very evil son, then all of the rest are BuzzardTalon's children.

CurledFang, as you can hopefully see, has very long fangs, which poke out from his mouth. The family has a strange thing where AMAB descendants get longer top right fangs, and AFAB descendants get longer top left fangs. Then there's BristleStrike who has longer both top fangs.

BristleStrike/Star and ChestnutScar are very evil, like their father. DuskFang, BrindleHeart, DriftKit, and AspenKit are very dead... Then there's OakThistle who's just trying to survive.

CurledFang was known to be a relatively friendly guy, very polite, yet elegant. He was deputy of ThicketClan for many moons under AcornStar before retiring.

BuzzardTalon was a very violent, aggressive guy, well-liked for his skill in battle and his no-nonsense attitude. He was bitter when he wasn't made deputy after his father's retirement, instead a young, upstart warrior named BrownWhisker was made deputy. BuzzardTalon killed BrownWhisker and tried to lead a coup against AcornStar with some of his followers, which ultimately failed and ended with his death.

DuskFang, OakThistle, and BrindleHeart were in BuzzardTalon's and ShadowHeart's first litter. DuskFang took the most after their grandfather, CurledFang, and was very popular in all the clans. BrindleHeart was very sassy. They died by drowning after falling into the river during a fight with DriftClan. OakThistle never forgave himself, due to self-blaming and his father claiming his cowardice caused their deaths. (DuskFang fell into the river when trying to save OakThistle from an enemy warrior, BrindleHeart leapt after DuskFang in a desperate effort to save him.)

(TW: Kit death, A mother killing her children, Mention of Abuse (domestic), just dark things)

BristleStar, ChestnutScar, DriftKit, and AspenKit were born in the second litter. After BuzzardTalon's betrayal and death, ShadowHeart starts spiraling. The kits were still very young, their eyes weren't even open yet. ShadowHeart had snuck out of camp with the four kits and quickly mauled and killed DriftKit and AspenKit before OakThistle found her and stopped her from killing BristleKit and ChestnutKit.

ShadowHeart believed that the kits would bring destruction to all of the clans and that the only way to save them was to get rid of the kits. She forces their clanmates to kill her when she gets taken to camp to answer for her crimes, as she doesn't stop attacking until she collapses, bleeding out shortly after.

Many of their clanmates distance themselves from BristleKit and ChestnutKit, OakThistle included. This isolation doesn't prove good for the kits, who are told all about their parents' crimes by some of their more bitter clanmates. They both grow up into cruel and aggressive warriors.

BristleStrike gets into a relationship with my fav trans boy (FtM) FoxFang. Unfortunately, he is not a nice mate and FoxFang is severely traumatized.

Deep into BristleStar's leadership, FoxFang kills ChestnutScar in a duel, becoming deputy. A few moons later, FoxFang kills BristleStar, taking his remaining lives, grieving yet relieved to be free from BristleStar's torment.

Anyways, that was a lot, but I love these funky little cats and their long fangs. It's funny how much I have BristleStar's and ChestnutScar's stories planned out when they're side villains in the main story. Like, the main character is in CliffClan, which is quite the distance from ThicketClan (like, still traversable in about a day, but they don't share much of a border.)

Also, if I tagged wrong or whatever, feel free to correct me; I haven't really used Tumblr before. Don't be rude, please, if you don't like the art, just scroll on. I don't think my art's the best or whatever, and I don't need anyone pointing out the flaws I can clearly see.

Unless you have some genuine advice, in which case, I will gladly try to take into account what you say. I may not respond, I'm very scared of conversations, even online because I don't want to make a fool of myself.

If you've actually read this far, thanks for taking an interest in my funky little warrior cat oc thingy! I don't have much hope that anyone will read this far, though. In any case, if you have I love you platonically and hope that life has and/or will be kind to you!

[omori-sv-au]

OH WOW YOU ANSWERED THAT QUICK I THOUGHT YOU WERE ASLEEP-

IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE HIM!!! HE'S MY GUY!! He would never shut up about how cool OJ is, that's his idol right there!!! And if you don't mind, I might expand on the possible situation of how he reveals his superhero identity! it's your mistake for saying long asks are okay, because i'm full of words, so. GOOD LUCK-

So OJ is in the middle of fighting a villain, (probably Sweetheart?) and PD is currently nowhere to be seen. The fight is causing some damage, and Basil is taking photos in the middle of battle, as per usual. And Cameron happens to be close-by, and as an OJ fan, he's obviously gonna watch the fight!

But with rubble flying about, Basil comes close to getting hit, but Cameron teleports and tackles him out of the way! Basil asks him how he did that but just dragged him away from the fight- etc etc things are happening OJ's still fighting and Cameron's getting worried for him, so he decides he ahs to help him. But with this photographer here... He decides it's more important to help Orange Joe than keeping his identity secret from one guy. So like in the doodle I showed, he asks Basil to keep his identity a secret as he teleports to get his outfit and go to battle!

Pink Delinquent jumps into the fight a little bit in though, so the whole gang gets to meet!

And you wanted to hear about the older brothers?? I can absolutely do that! I only have traditional doodles of one of them though!

Very messy- But this is Rod! He's the second oldest! He's 23! He works at the Bakery, and a volunteer at the local library! He isn't very fond of his powers, not because they're bad, but because of the origin of them (his and both his brothers' powers) Buuut!

His power is wings! Like it says there, he can make them appear and hide them at will! He usually hides them, but can only go two weeks until he has to let them out, or else he starts hurting!

He also eventually becomes a superhero along with Cameron! (But acts like they don't know each other, obvi) This happens a little bit after a tussle with Sweetheart, who damaged the bakery and put the Twins in danger, leading to Rod promptly taking her on. Obviously this ends up on the news, and Cameron becomes ecstatic and tells him to become a hero too!!

And this is his superhero identity! Red Angel! (....okay so they all have colors at their first names I-)

And as for the oldest! His name is Ricard! I have not drawn him yet, but he's the eldest at 24! He's playful and silly! He's a great guy, very sweet. His power is Duplication, and he knows Iaido, which is centered around using a sword with immense speed!

As for the origins.... Well, all three brothers... weren't born with powers. Nobody in their family was! From when they were 8-9 Rod and Ricard were trained to do martial arts, and Cameron followed when he turned 8! But when they turned 15, they moved away from Faraway and were signed up into the "Special Talent Program" that will "give them resources to hone their special talents"

in truth, their parents really wanted them to be official superheroes, powerful ones that will get them fame and power. And so... this program actually.... experimentedwithgivingsuperpowerstopeople. So. YEAH! It was actually tough for all of them, but Rod just took it worse, and left with Cameron when they turned 18 and 16 respectively. Ricard stayed with their parents until he followed his brothers a year after!

There's actually a little bit more to this, but it starts with a question... Is it possible for the Last Resort (or just Mr. Jawsum) to partner with other companies and lend funding?

HOHOHO YES FHIS IS ALL AO GOOD…… i love him being the worlds biggest oj fan so much that is so silly i will draw him at some point

i think oj would think he is a pretty cool guy too bro is DRIPPING in his superhero outfit i won’t lie they would be a silly team

ALSO!!!! THE BROTHERS!!!!! I LOVE THR WINGS THEY R SO COOL AND DUPLICATION IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE POWER CONCEPTS OMG…..

that sucks that the origin of their powers is so sad tho :( but at least they can use their powers for good!!!!!

for ur last question, yeah he would!! jawsum has done lots of partnerships, if he sees potential in smth he will help them along (in exchange for some of their profits of course LMAO)

[ikarosxflight]

"Ugh! ANOTHER spiky brown haired blue eyed loser?! What do I have to do to get rid of you people?! You're all popping up like daisies!!" Please ignore the obvious blush on her cheeks. You see nothing.

Smash Manor, a vibrant nexus bustling with heroes, villains, and extraordinary beings from across the multiverse, has grown remarkably since his last visit. The very structure of the Manor has expanded, showcasing grander halls and spacious arenas that can comfortably accommodate every participant, from fearsome fighters to the loyal trophies who have lent their skills in countless battles.

Inside, the atmosphere is electric, filled with spirited conversations and joyful laughter. Each room is a testament to the ever-evolving nature of this eclectic sanctuary, adorned with relics of past competitions and whispers of untold tales. The Manor continually reinvents itself, introducing new surprises around every corner, ensuring that boredom is an impossibility in this kaleidoscope of camaraderie and competition. Whether it's the thrill of an impending match or the anticipation of fresh alliances, Smash Manor thrives as a dynamic gathering point where excitement and adventure are the order of the day.

Speaking of which...

"Almost-icus, I got this... just one more."

A solitary bead of sweat trickles down Captain Pit's cheek, glistening in the warm light as he meticulously considers the placement of the last card atop the precarious tower they have constructed together. His heart races, his every move deliberate, as he feels the moment's weight. Beside him, Lucas bites his lip, his anxiety palpable as he watches Pit's unsteady hands. He shifts his gaze to Ness, whose eyes shimmer with excitement and anticipation. Ness's unwavering belief in the Captain's skill radiates from him as if he's convinced that victory is within their grasp. With a deep breath, Pit steadies himself and places the card delicately atop the tower. Silence hangs in the air, a moment suspended in time—

"Ugh! ANOTHER spiky brown haired blue eyed loser?! What do I have to do to get rid of you people?! You're all popping up like daisies!!"

A sudden jolt reverberated through the air, causing the tower to tilt precariously before it came crashing down, sending the cards tumbling and fluttering in every direction like a confetti of chaos. The cards weren't the only ones caught off guard; Captain Pit's wings flared out in a defensive display, his posture betraying his shock as he jolted dramatically at Tron's booming voice, echoing like thunder in the tense atmosphere.

"HOLYZEUS!"

Once he's finally settled, a flurry of confusion washes over him as he processes the vivid sight before him—a mysterious girl shouting in his direction, her voice piercing through the air. Oblivious to the deepening blush that colors her cheeks, Captain Pit's strikingly angelic features are now tinged with a vivid hue of embarrassment. Struggling to maintain his composure, he clenches his jaw tightly, his muscles tensing with irritation as he exhales sharply, a huff of frustration escaping his lips. Lucas and Ness were just as confused and surprised, looking back and forth between Tron and Pit.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, ok, first of all, I was here WAY before Sora or Richter, and secondly, you wanna go-icus? Who the heck are you anyway!?"

[wisemins]

If you're still taking questions for the ask game, I saw you have Jessie and James from Pokémon as romantic f/os and wanted to know what your answers are for the following::

🖋️ Pen: Say a fact about your lore or yourself/self-insert, it can be absolutely anything! Short or long winded!

🌈Rainbow: What was the happiest moment in your lore for you/your self-insert? Who all shared that happiness with you in canon?

🎵Music: If you/your self-insert had a theme song, what would it be? Bonus: An extra song that fits you/your self-insert and your f/o!

AAAHHFGOIFJODIJF TYSM FOR THE ASKK!! I am still taking asks for this game yes!! I'm so SO excited to talk about them!!! I have yet to talk about my beloved idiots in depth, so here we go!!!

🖋️ Pen: Say a fact about your lore or yourself/self-insert, it can be absolutely anything! Short or long winded!

So in my canon, Jessie and James quit team rocket! The reason why? Me!

Our story starts as I'm a lone Pokemon trainer, and it's a running gag that I'm always bumping into Ash and his gang, and they start to think I'm like the Jenny's or the Nurse Joy's, but nope! We just so happen to pop up in the same areas at the same times! Which led me to eventually meeting Team Rocket, and the shenanigans began!

At first it was me helping Ash with them if they had ever actually succeeded in capturing Pikachu, and it wasn't the hardest task in the world considering I'm not a 10 year old. And even then Ask always finds a way or Team Rocket just...flubs the whole thing. So they became to know me via defeating them in battles. Although they weren't *real* battles. I always went stupid easy on them, and they never caught on until things got more real down the line!

Eventually I began to mysteriously bump into them by myself, even before I would eventually find Ash and his friends. They might have been in disguises, hiding in "inconspicuous" places, or downright attempting to jump me for my Pokémon. All things that I found rather cute after a while, and I would tease them and they started to seem flustered even!

Then there were moments when they weren't the common enemy, it was some other cruel person/people who might just succeed in causing trouble and terror. That's when I would genuinely pull out the big guns and start to actually battle.

Unbeknownst to me, during all those times, Team Rocket would be watching from someplace I couldn't see and low-key swooning over me from the shadows. They both at some point came to the realization of like, "uh oh we like like her don't we?" So from then on it was a lot of playful flirting and them attempting to flatter me into joining them in Team Rocket, which never worked out.

Way way down the line, probably in some parts of the anime that I haven't seen yet (I've only watched up until the first Pokémon movie, but I'm working through the anime!!) I help them realize that they don't actually really like being with Team Rocket. It's too much stress, they're the jokes of the entire company, and they aren't treated right by their colleagues whatsoever. I would express to them that they're super creative and ambitious people who have actively created entire schemes and businesses just for one goal and they could apply that elsewhere! It seemed to compel them, because they ended up quitting Team Rocket and joining me on fun Pokémon adventures!

That's just the brief summary of why they quit!

🌈Rainbow: What was the happiest moment in your lore for you/your self-insert? Who all shared that happiness with you in canon?

Probably right after they quit and they said they'd dedicate themselves to me, which included a long-winded confession from them both and I happily accepted. It was the beginning of all of our upcoming wholesome and fun adventures, with no villainy! Only it's cute when they're doing wholesome things with the whole villain act, I can't get enough of it!!

They definitely shared that happiness with me, and it's something we look back on fondly!

🎵Music: If you/your self-insert had a theme song, what would it be? Bonus: An extra song that fits you/your self-insert and your f/o!

Great question!! I love it!!

So, for me, I'd say Country Roads, Take Me Home by Yuji Nomi, the violin version in Whisper Of The Heart! Myself in Pokémon canon is all about trying to find a place that feels like home, traveling from place to place, country to country, region to region. I battle for a small living, and actively am trying to find a permanent place to call my home. This obvious starts to happen after Jessie, James and I get together! I'd like to think we find a lovely house to call our own with plenty of space for our Pokémon to roam and have fun!

And for us as a whole item? I'd say Lovin' You (Lucky) performed by Tom Snyder! The entire song really fits us perfectly! They felt like they had the entire world at their hands, no matter how true it actually was-- and when they met me they felt like everything was changing, maybe at times in a bad way, but then they realized that their life would be all the better and more loving if they had me. They couldn't help but fall in love, and that to them now is the luckiest thing they could have ever had happen to them!

TYSM FOR THE ASKK I APPRECIATE IT SO MUCHH <333

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I get ur frustration but I do like the idea that Don and Mikey - especially Don - don't quite realise how good they are, because against Raph and Leo, who we see taking training much more seriously, Don just expects to loose and Mikey barely puts any effort into training.

They are obviously skilled but don't quite realise this - which is something that Splinter should have helped them with rlly and could have been a cool plot point. (I'm thinking similar to Gojo hyping up Megumi in JJK tbh; Don expecting to fail and thus not trying hard enough, relying too much on Leo and Raph to keep him afloat if he were up against a stronger opponent.)

It would have been such a good plot idea and is something I see in fanfic a lot, and maybe we could have gotten Raph or Leo underestimating their opponents because the others beat them, so they think it will be easy, but fights don't work on the scale of raw power, weapon choice, strategy and quick thinking have so much sway - a lesson that could have bettered all four of the turtles rlly.

Conversely would have been nice to see Mikey and Donnie slowly getting onto equal footing with Raph and Leo as if they weren't as good before but now they are battling new opponents everyday their skills have gotten sharper - would have been an interesting one and one that could have fostered more character development for all of them. Again.

It makes sense that the kids dont put their all into training. On the battlefield, you have the adrenaline of fighting for your life and thus they have to go all out.

On the other hand, you're right in that they mop the floor with most of their opponents, there is like 1 episode of struggle with the upgraded footbots and then it's back to status quo. And while you know they've got to win in the end becuase they're the main characters, it would have been nice to see the main villains rlly improving as the turtles did, like Bradford and Xever who are martial artists too.1

2012 has so really good fight sequences and I wish that was consistent cause overall most of the fighting is quick and easy beating up the kraang, which to be fair allows for comedic and character moments.

But what I rlly would have liked - and this goes for all tmnt shows tbh - is more teamwork moments, the turtles are a team and work well together but often take on opponents individually. If u have ever seen rwby, I know the show got popular for it's fight scenes, but some of the fights have such great displays of teamwork and moves that someone would not be able to do alone.

i just watched an hour long compilation of 2012 tmnt training

and what i love about this show is how many training scenes we have that we even can compile them into such a long video

what i hate however is how inconsistent the writers are in their skills. we can see them still having flaws and still improving in their fighting, but once they are on actual battlefield every single one of them mop the floor with the enemies

explain that to me. they can easily solo footbots, robots programmed and designed by shredder, who they obviously can't defeat. but when they are at home, with their brothers, with their father, suddenly they can't defeat each other?

the narrative that raph and leo are better than don and mikey is grating on my nerves. i really don't like it. especially when we CAN and DO see don and mikey fighting excellently! ESPECIALLY MIKEY

they push at us that mikey has the most raw skill, we see him outsmarting his own brothers, his enemies, we see him finding his way in a whole other dimension, but he can't defeat leo or raph?

it's logical that they will lose in 1v1 fights at home, yes. but balance it out, maybe? and don't make donnie and mikey lose majority of their training fights?

it doesn't make any sense to me. and i don't like it, because it would be such good content and place to grow for don and mikey. and crash some of the ego raph and leo have

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Stupid Games, Stupid Prizes

pairing: female!villain reader X Katuski Bakugo

word Count: 2K

summary: an all too familiar villain shows up during Bakugo and Midoriya's fight after Kamino.

warnings: mature content, it got kinda dark idk, characters aged up for soon-to-be obvious reasons, lewd speech, pregnancy mention, angsty as fuck, villain!reader X Katsuki have a past

a/n: originally wrote this in 3rd POV, but am reposting in 2nd POV b/c the other got ~no hits~ .SO. experiment time! :)

 this idea hit me like a ton of bricks. literally couldn't stop writing til it was finished. it's a snippet in the middle of a story not yet constructed. i won't give much background in case i decide to do something more with it, so feel free to speculate, but it's a hero-gone-bad type beat. ENJOY

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"Wait. Wait, wait, wait," you stuttered before your eyebrows furrowed. "You were quirkless?"

Your hand slowly raised, lazily pointing at Midoriya.

"Y/N? No, I—you misheard!" His eyes were wide, seeing you walk out from the alley. It was dark, and you weren't supposed to be there, and now you knew too much. Once upon a time, he supposed it wouldn't have mattered, but too much had changed.

Bakugo was a little wide-eyed as well, though not in a panicked way. He only looked the way he always did, angry with a hint of something in the eyes. You liked that about him. You always knew what he was feeling. Right now, those red eyes reflected fear.

You weren't supposed to know about One For All. Bakugo wasn't supposed to know, but he had figured it out. Now you got to walk in on that information bombshell out of nowhere? After all the stunts you pulled? No.

Well, Bakugo thought, you wouldn't know for long.

The hothead stepped forward, hands tingling with heat. With a snarl on his face, he growled, "What are you doin' here."

"Funny," you nonchalantly cocked your head. "One minute you're causing poor Midoriya harm, the next you’re protecting him from it. Never took you for a switch, Katsuki."

Bakugo growled, shaking his head in distaste. "You seemed pretty confident I would switch sides and team up with you."

"Yeah, so there was some misjudgment in our plan, at least I can admit it." You clicked your tongue and shook your head, getting right back to the harassment, "So which one gets you off? You always were kind of rough."

It was much too easy to make the blowtorch cause a scene.

With a yell, he ran at you. You dodged the first blow, smacking his arm to the side. Swing after swing, you effortlessly dodged them all, not bothering to hit back. Finally, Bakugo backed off.

"How the hell are you doing that!?" he roared.

The edge of your lip pulled into a smirk. You shrugged, tilting your head to one shoulder. "So I may have picked up a few more skills," you responded simply. "His name was Nightwatch, I think- no, that's from Game of Thrones. Nightseek? No- you know—" you shrugged in dismissal, waving a hand, "—I'm not sure! He was dying anyway. He didn't need the quirk."

Bakugo's brows furrowed, red eyes narrowing. He'd heard about the battle against the Yakuza. The one that killed Nighteye, the one he wasn't a part of. Maybe if he'd just picked a different agency...

The heat from his palms crackled now, letting off little explosions. Had you planned that from the start? How could you have? He was being paranoid, but you’d do anything presented an opportunity.

Before he could attack again you looked past him.

"Oh hey, Midoriya,” you spoke casually. “I don’t really care about your quirk thing in case you were wondering. Just means we’re more alike than I thought.”

Bakugo glanced back to see Midoriya frozen in place. The idiot. He squinted, seeing only the whites of his eyes. It looked...familiar.

The Sports Festival.

So you’ve got multiple new quirks? How many can you hold? Surely your body can't handle that. Bakugo found himself worrying more than he should have, more than he wanted.

“Oh.” You bit your lip, leaning in to get a better look. “We doin’ okay over there, little guy?" you asked, feigning concern. “You’re a bit of a trial run.”

Turning over his shoulder to glare at you, Bakugo let out a hot breath. "How'd you get the extra's quirk?"

You smiled, clapping your hands once, lacing them together. "You're a quick one, Katsuki. People should really give you more credit. They think you're all brawn and mouthy, but you sure are full of brains, aren't you? Ugh, I just know you so well...don't I?"

Bakugo was grinding his teeth. His brain ran in circles, trying to think if he answered one of your questions.

Just keep talking, Midoriya will snap out of it. "You don't know me at all, you bitch. Now answer the question," he snarled.

You let out a laugh. "Oh, but I do know you so well. Every single inch of you if I can recall."

You did know him, better than he'd ever admit. More than well enough to taunt him. He'd throw the first punch if you wanted it, if you lured him into it.

Heat simmered too close to the surface of Bakugo's skin and you could see it. His jaw was clenched, fists held tight at his sides. If you wanted to freeze him, you would've done it by now. It was a fight you wanted.

Bakugo's lip curled up, baring his teeth. "Is this a game to you!" It wasn't a question. He already knew the answer.

Your hands laced together and pressed against the spot just below your naval. His eyes dropped to them, a weird feeling swirling in his gut. Bakugo ignored it, blasting toward you at full force. As soon as he landed, his body went heavy, locking in place.

What?

He could still see you, but everything was foggy. Straining, he tried to throw a punch, but his body wouldn't listen, wouldn't activate. Racking his brain he—

You don't know me at all.

Goddamnit! He answered your fucking question. Stupid! Stupid! You made him into a moron.

"It's a game I think I'm winning, actually," you spoke, a forced smile on your face. "I'll bet you hate that...”

He watched you through blurry vision, unable to respond or yell or scream. It was like floating in a void within his own body, caged yet intangible, fuzzy at the edges.

"I wonder if our child will like winning too," you spoke a little lower as if shy.

Bakugo's eyes fell to your hands still resting on your lower stomach.

No.

"That's all I came to tell you," you sighed out, stepping forward and swiping the back of your fingers across his temple.

Your touch made him shiver. He wanted to lean into it. Closing his eyes, he leaned into his anger instead. No, what he wanted was to grab you by the throat and squeeze until you admitted you were a liar.

"Huh," you pouted, shaking your head. You could only guess the turmoil sloshing around Bakugo's skull. "It's the truth, I promise." 

You just barely rubbed your lower belly the way he’d seen new moms do so often.

Liar.

The hand against Bakugo's face fell to his wrist. You squeezed it gently as your free hand pulled up your shirt.

Bakugo wanted to puke.

"I've got your little girl in here," you spoke softly, in the voice he remembered so well.

Then you moved his hand to lay flat against your skin, his thumb slipping beneath your waistband. You were so warm to the touch he wanted to flinch away, as if your skin could burn his palm.

"Can't you feel her?" your voice was so small, so frail. Bakugo focused on your eyes, swore he could see the way they glossed over. His own tears collected but none would fall. The pressure was almost too much, his vision getting blurrier and blurrier.

If he wasn't locked in place, he would've been trembling. Not the kind where his hands would shake and he'd hide it with clenched fists, but the whole body kind. The kind where he's scared shitless and his heart pumps so hard he can hear the blood rushing in his ears.

That's when Bakugo felt it. Just a small thing, but with so much force.

A little kick.

Emotions flooded his body like a tsunami. Head to toe, feelings leaked out everywhere. It was like his muscles ripped apart and reformed just to do it all over again. His shattered bones dusted the floor. Bakugo wanted to scream, level buildings until he short-circuited his arms, passed out and became part of the rubble. He wanted to pick you up and spin you around and kiss your face and, and—

He couldn't do any of that.

The glossy, frightened eyes looking up at him weren't the ones he remembered. They weren't yours.

He hated the way that made him want to cry. No, not cry. That wasn't the right word for it. Bakugo hated the way it made him want to sob. The way it tightened his chest and squeezed until there was nothing left. There was a hole in him, the shape of you, and nothing else quite fit.

A tear ran down your cheek, a remnant of who you used to be, but you wiped it away quickly, taking a step back. His hand unwillingly fell back to his side, cold.

Your eyes rolled back, looking at the sky in an attempt to rid yourself of the emotions betraying your cool demeanor. "Tch," you scoffed.

All Bakugo wanted was to scream for you to come back, to stop playing stupid games. Stupid games win stupid prizes and he couldn't bear to think of what that could mean. You could work things out. You weren’t too far gone. Not yet. He could still see you.

"Kacchan!" a shrill voice called from behind.

Your eyes trailed off to the side where Midoriya was breaking out of your hold. Then they trained on Bakugo. You stepped closer, raising your hands to cup each side of his face, looking him in the eye.

"Well," your voice was still soft, still familiar. "Now you know, sweet boy."

Reaching up on your toes, you pressed a soft kiss to his lips, dragging a thumb across them as you pulled away. A tear finally broke through, running down his frozen cheek. You wiped it away, lightly kissing where the trail stopped.

Just as Bakugo heard Midoriya running at them, full cowling, you stepped away.

"I'll see you again," you said, a small frown on your face as your body melted into brown sludge.

As soon as you were gone, Bakugo's body lurched forward. Nausea slit open the pit of his stomach and he fell to his hands and knees, retching out whatever was left of dinner.

"Kacchan..." Midoriya started, moving a gentle hand to Bakugo's shoulder.

He was quick to shrug it off, his hair falling in front of his eyes. "Get off me! And shut up! Just...shut up!” his broken voice barked.

Midoriya backed off, staring wide-eyed at his friend.

The tears fell freely now, watering the soil Bakugo clenched in his fists.

"Dammnit!" he cried, banging his fists against the ground.

"Dammnit!" He left small craters behind.

"Agh!" his growl was high-pitched, like an animal being skinned alive. He punched into the earth with every word. "Dammnit! Dammnit! God-dammnit! Aghh! I don’t know what to do!”

Midoriya didn't dare say a thing, didn't dare move a muscle. After everything he just heard...

For a moment Bakugo stilled, his chest heaving. Silence filled the air until he flung himself off the ground, turning to Midoriya. He stalked toward the green-haired hero, using a blast to blow them against the building, hand around his throat. With a finger in Midoriya's face, he growled out, "You're not gonna tell a single soul about this. You understand me, Deku!? This night never happened."

Midoriya shrunk back against the wall. Tears streaked Bakugo's face and his eyes were wild in a way Midoriya had never seen before, red-rimmed and puffy. He'd been the victim of Bakugo's temper one too many times, but this was nothing of the sort. He wasn't mad or losing control, he was terrified.

"Do you understand me, Izuku!?" Bakugo yelled again, his voice breaking. He pulled the poor hero away from the wall and weakly slammed him back into it.

"Yes!" Midoriya squeaked out, "yes, I won't tell anyone, Kacchan! You can let me go now!"

Bakugo followed suit and released Midoriya, turning away.

"Kacchan, we should talk about this," Midoriya spoke softly, wishing he could make this better for his friend in any way possible.

"Don't follow me," Bakugo huffed out low and gravely, whatever gruffness necessary to conceal the tremble in his voice. He shoved his hands in his pockets, clenched them into fists, and walked off.

Nothing could make this better.