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Leitha ( @moonsworn ) & Ana'Hira sitting in a tree???
send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.
do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon (in that i almost immediately saw it in my mind's eye. I see two cute people pointing in the same direction, I cannae help but consider.
would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no
type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits
tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship
would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( a secret third thing that is me coming into your ims high as hell one night begging you for another chance to write you a love song, i mean thread, and you giving me the opportunity and now we have some mystical merger of vibrations, momentum, and a certain... je ne sais quoi. )
what now?: let's plot something (on your own time! ofc) | send me shippy memes (omg hii~) | i'll send you shippy memes (hey~) | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter
anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: Less a reveal of my own internal romance politics and more an open question for you: When Ana'Hira is staring into Lei's eyes, absolutely covered in gnoll blood, holding out an absurdly long lock of her hair for them to take, what will be going through their mind? Will there be sweet words shared? Or will there be a quiet understanding that, Xanathar was indeed correct in that, the greatest aphrodisiac, next to destroying one of your enemies completely, is being with someone who just gets it?
#moonsworn#ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴍɪʟғ ᴏɴ ᴅᴇᴄᴋ; DASH.#I CAN SEE IT CHIEF. as i sit here looking out at my great works I am left with a query...#if this story begins... will it have an happy ending?#either way i've got a seatbelt on i will survive
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What We Came Here To Do pt.4
The 100 Episode 2 pt.2
A/n: This Post is a little short and goes into ep 3 just a little bit bc I needed filler. also if you squint you'll see a little bit of Bellamy falling for the reader.
Summary: Y/N Kane was a mechanic apprentice that worked under Jake Griffin and Sinclare until Jake gets floated and you get locked up for treason. Now you are part of the 100 getting sent to earth. Of course, you miss your best friend Wick but is stopping your dad Marcus Kane from coming down to earth worth losing Wick forever, the hot (totally not a guard) Bellamy Blake thinks so, so you just might follow him.
Warning: Cursing, violence, sex (Eventually), Slow Burn!!!
Pairing: Bellamy Blake x reader(eventually), Wick x best friend reader, Raven x best friend reader, Finn x best friend reader
pt.1 pt.2 pt.3
Finn Pov
In the drop ship, Finn was helping Clarke gather supplies when Wells walks in.
“There you are, I've been looking everywhere for-what are you two doing? I already said my father left us with nothing.” Clarke shakes her head looking up at Wells, silently examining the cut Murphy gave him. “I'm fine.” He mumbles hiding the wound a little as if he was a little kid about to get scolded for playing too rough. “Just a Scratch.”
“Clearly you’re making friends fast. Keep the scratch covered.” She squints her eyes a little, focusing on the pack hung on Wells’ body. Finn looked at it as well, admiring the craftsman ship.
“Yeah I pieced it together with some parts off the dropship insulation, seatbelts, parachute, you name it I used it. Figured we could use the parachute to carry Y/n.”
“Good give it to someone else. You're not coming.” Clarke says standing up and not giving Wells another glance.
“Clarke, my ankle is fine.” She scoffs, spinning on her heels so fast Finn was worried the rubber souls of her shoes would melt.
“I don't give a shit about your ankle Wells. It's you. I don't want You to come with.” Finn watched in shock. He hadn’t expected to see a side like this with Clarke.
“You came back for reinforcements. That's me.”
“He's got a point, Clarke.” She shot a look filled with daggers at Finn causing him to cringe a little. “So far only Monty and Jasper have volunteered. I can carry her on my own but it'll be easier to protect ourselves if we have more eyes and hands.”
“Monty, you can't go either.”
“What why?! Y/n is my friend too!”
“You were raised on farm station. What up here,” She tapped his forehead gently with her index finger. “Is gonna save us all.”
“Then I definitely have to come if you are making Monty stay.” Clarke rubs her temples.
“Fine.” She says in a curt tone. “We leave now.” Clarke turns on her heels again, this time Finn and the others close behind her s she walks up to Bellamy and Octavia.
“Are you leaving? I'm coming too.” Bellamy scoffs at Octavia.
“Like hell you are.” She pouts about to protest when Clarke cuts in.
“He’s right, you’ll only slow us down, Octavia. But you on the other hand,” Clarke turns towards Bellamy. “You are coming with us.” He scoffs.
“Already planned on it princess. I wasn't gonna let you guys go get Y/n without my help.” Clarke nods and makes her way to the edge of the makeshift camp everyone in tow.
“Murphy follow us, Atom you keep my sister fucking safe do you understand me?” Atom nods and Murphy falls in line with the rest of the group.
Everyone walked in silence for what seemed like forever until there was a click of a gun behind Finn and Clarke. They both turn in unison to see Bellamy with his gun pointed at Clarke and Murphy with his signature cocky grin.
“What’s the rush guys? Not like Y/n actually survived a spear to the heart. Which sucks cause the kid had a spark.” Bellamy says inching closer to Clarke.
“Put the gun away, Bellamy.”
“Why don't you do something about it?”
“Y/n screamed when they moved her, which means they didn't spear her heart.”
“The kid still has a spark.” Bellamy mutters under his breath.
“We don't have time to waste.”
“Take the wristband off and then we’ll go rescue Y/n” Clarke scoffs at Bellamy.
“The only way the ark is gonna think I'm dead is if I’m actually dead.”
“Brave little princess.” Bellamy Smirks and uncocks the gun placing it back into his waistband.
“Hey get your own nickname.”
They keep walking when Bellamy let out a loud sigh.
“We need to split up and cover more ground. Clarke come with me.” Finns ears perk up.
“Ill come with you guys as well, Jasper can go with wells and Murphy to make sure they dont kill eachother.” Bellamy shrugs a little.
“Whatever.” The silent journey continues until something crosses Finns mind.
“Bellamy why do you care if we find Y/n. Isnt she one of the privileged?” Bellamy is quiet for a moment before speaking.
“From what I’ve seen of her, she doesnt act like one of them, she acts like one of us. She has a sassy spark and doesnt deserve to be taken out by a fucking spear.” He stops walking and turns to look at Finn. “Why do you care so much if we find her?”
“Shes one of my best friends. Me her and wick always hung out in the mechanic wing. God Wick is probably worried sick about her.” Bellamy goes to open his mouth but Finn cuts him off. “And no Wick isnt her boyfriend just her best friend in like the entire galaxy.” Bellamy nods and keeps walking. It got silent again. Eventually Wells, Murphy and Jasper meet back up with the other group.
“How do we know were going the right way? Do we even know where they could have taken her?” Wells asks, his ankle clearly starting to bother him.
“We dont. Spacewalker over here thinks hes a tracker.” Bellamy says matter a factly. Finn goes to say something snarky but theres a low groan that stops him.
“What was that?” Finn asks.
“Now would be a good time to get out that gun.” Clarke tells Bellamy. They all slowly continue to walk forward when Finn sees you, bloodied and barley alive strung up in a tree like some sick christmas tree ornament.
“Oh my god Y/n.” Finn and Clarke walk forward but clarke was alittle ahead causing her to fall into a hole. Some how Bellamy caught her before Finn could even process what happened. “Pull her up! Hurry!” Finn panics. Bellamy pulls clarke up and Finn rushes to her side. “Are you okay?” She nods and stands following Bellamy around the hole to where you were tied up.
“I can climb up and cut the vines.” Finn says getting out his makeshift knife.
“Ill come with you.” Wells says following him.
“No you stay down here and watch murphy, Bellamy lets go. I need you to hold her up while I cut her down.” He nods and both of them start climbing up.
“Look her wound, it has poultice on it.” CLarke points out.
“Medicine? Why would they try and heal her just to string her up like live bait?” Wells interjects.
“Maybe they were trying to catch something that likes its dinner breathing.” Bellamy says starting to climb up the tree.
“Or maybe they are trying to catch us.” After a few minutes of cutting and Bellamy trying to sooth you as you cried and whimpered from the movement, you were finally free. Bellamy carried you down from the tree, Finn jumped down after and opened his arms for Bellamy to pass you to him.
“Are you sure? I dont mind caring her.” Everyones heads head snaps in the direction of the sound of a branch snapping.
“Bellamy gun!” Clarke urges. He quickly goes to pass you off to Finn when a gun shot goes off. He looks over and Wells is shooting and missing at a large cat lookin thing. Bellamy goes to reach for the gun when the animal finally goes down. Bellamy looks at Wells a little shocked.
“Now she sees you.”
Time skip back to camp
Y/n Pov
Everything was dark and felt like fire. The fire would stop for a moment and then it would continue like hot knife being stabbing into your soft skin. You knew you had to of been being loud there was no way you werent you just hoped whoever was making you feel this way knew what they were doing.
After a while the burning stopped only to be replaced with a new pain, that made your whole body writhe in pain. In you time in this darkness you heard voices. Some you could recognize like Clarke, Finn, Monty, and Jasper. But there was one that you recognized but couldnt put a name to it.
“Hey, youre gonna get better okay? You cant die on me.” The voice spoke softly “I have this plan, and idea really that me and you can run this camp but I cant do it with out you.” You felt a large, rough and callused hand grab yours. “I need your spark.”
You were unsure how much time had passed but you knew clarke and Finn continued to check in on you.
“Her pulse is through the roof, its pushing 380.” Clarke says as she lets go of your wrist.
“GO TO BED”
“SHUT HER THE HELL UP” “JUST LET HER DIE ALREADY”
Finn leans down and brushes the hair from your forehead.
“Dont listen to them okay, you are gonna make it.” Clarke stand up, watching the way Finn is so soft with you and smiles.
“Im gonna go get some water, watch her okay?” Finn nods and positions himself in a way that he can watch the door and you.
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@gaymansruse @severa-kane @slut4bradley
#bellarke#the 100#bellamy blake#the 100 clarke#the 100 bellamy#bellamy x reader#octavia blake#the 100 finn#the 100 imagines#john murphy#bellamy blake imagine#bellamy blake smut#bellamy blake x reader
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Reunited
Pairings: John Murphy x reader
Warnings: none
Summary: The reader is reunited with Murphy after be separated from him.
It had been a year since my boyfriend had got locked up, I tried to see him as much as possible but after I had also been arrested, I was no longer able to. Every day I dreamed of being with him again, wondering what he was doing, or even if he got with other girls. After all, we were all going to die soon.
"Prisoner, face the wall." Guards swarmed into my room; I wasn't good at keeping track of the time, but I knew for sure it wasn't my day. I still had several months left until I would be floated. I roughly shoved against the wall as they put a band on my wrist. I felt the band stab into my skin with small spikes.
"What's happening?" Instead, I received no answer and was pushed out of the small cage I had been locked in. Outside there was not only me getting pulled out by guards, but many others too. I looked around to see if I could him but suddenly everything went dark.
I awoke from a jolt and several screams. Around me were other prisoners like me, strapped to a chair or the wall. Chancellor Jaha's face showed on the screens around the pod, and he explained how we were getting sent down to Earth for a second chance. It was a good choice, personally. Either we get sent down and have the chance at living or dying or we stay up there and have no other chance at survival. I was devastated to see that I didn't recognize anyone in here, besides the obvious, Clarke and Wells.
Our seatbelts detached and we were all let out, everyone rushed down the ladder where we were met with more prisoners. I didn't get a chance to look around as I was shoved to the back, behind everyone and anyone that was significantly taller than I was. The doors were opened, and I was able to take in the fresh smell of Earth. The trees stood tall, and the grass was green. So much better than what I could ever imagine it to be.
I remember the days I would sit at my window and look out into the field of nothing. Wondering if I ever would be able to see Earth, even if it was just a photo. And now I was finally here.
I stepped out of the drop ship and walked around. All the faces surrounding me were unfamiliar, although I still had hope. I walked around and took a look at the different plants I had never even known existed.
A large group had formed over by the entrance to the dropship, so I decided to go check it out. I pushed through the people, and I saw three boys standing in the middle. One of them being Wells Jaha, the other being the spacewalker and lastly the one guy I had been looking for. "Murphy?" Everyone turned my way, and I could see the shock in his eyes as he saw me. The frown on his face faded and was instead replaced with a small smile. I ran up to him and the first thing I did was give him a long-awaited kiss. I could hear people around us cheering and letting out whistles, but I could not care less about what anyone thought at that moment. "Murphy? Is that really you?"
"Well, I'd hope you didn't just go up to a random guy and kiss him." He replies jokingly. He brings me in for a hug, which I return ten times harder. "I've missed you so much." He mumbled. By now everyone had walked off, no longer wanting to see what we were doing.
"I've been looking for you, I thought maybe you weren't sent down here."
"You can't get rid of me that easily. Come on, let's go explore." John pulled me off in the direction of where one of his friends was waiting. "This is my girl. Anyone touches her and their dead. Understood?" I couldn't help but blush at his words 'my girl' such simple words had such a big effect on me.
After exploring some more, John decided to stop and do some decorating on the drop ship. "You know, my father, he begged for mercy in the air-locked chamber when your father floated him," I remembered that day. That was a day that nearly ended us completely. After his father's death, John stopped talking to me and continuously pushed me away. If I had listened, and stopped trying to help him, we would no longer be a thing. That would certainly be an awkward way of life on Earth.
"If you're gonna kill someone, it's probably best not to announce it." Bellamy Blake walked over to us, and I noticed the small step John took to make it so he stood in front of me and apparently so did Bellamy as he eyed him down.
"You're not really a member of the guard, are you?"
"No. The real guard will be here soon unless we stop it. You don't actually think they're gonna forgive your crimes. Even if they do, then what? Guys like us, we're gonna become model citizens now? Get jobs? If we're lucky, maybe pick up their trash." Bellamy explained.
"You got a point?"
"No. I got a question. They locked you up. Separated you from your girlfriend. Dumped you down here like lab rats to die. So why are you helping them?"
"The hell we are-"
"You're wearing those bracelets aren't you. Right now, those things are telling them whether or not it's safe to follow us." I could tell as Bellamy kept talking that he was slowly getting closer to getting inside John's head.
"Okay. You said we could stop it. how?"
"Take them off. The Ark will think you're dead. That it's not safe to follow. You follow?" I couldn't tell if what he was doing was a good thing or not. Whether he wanted this for a certain reason or he genuinely knew what was right.
"Right. And if we do, what's in it for us?"
"You get to be with your girlfriend in peace, and someone's gotta help me run things."
John turns around and brings me back in for another hug. "This day just keeps getting better."
#john murphy#murphy#john#the 100#the 100 john murphy#the 100 murphy#the 100 x reader#john murphy x reader#murphy x reader#oneshot#imagines
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Dumb HBCU/WR movie ramblings
Ok so I've been thinking a bit about the HBCU and a potential Wacky Races movie in development a bit and I got a lot of shit to say about this so buckle your seatbelts and hold on to your hats as you witness my incoherent ramblings and fanon headcanons.
So it pretty much agreed upon that any next installment of the HBCU is gonna take a while to come out considering how WB has put the HBCU in standstill for their dr seuss cinematic universe and liveaction-animation hyprid movies. Hell even the director of Scoob said that. The possibility of us getting another cinematic HB film in the next 5 years are close to none but if we were to get a movie it would probably be wacky races themed. Why? Cuz the Scoob film left off with Dick escaping prison with the wacky races on his mind (or in this case, his prison cell) and it would make sense for WB to continue the HBCU (which they probs don't plan to) with a character we are pretty familiar with and the only likable character in Scoob. Which begs the question, where would the plot go narrative wise?
Dick probably won't be the main character of the story but I can practically guarantee it will be Penelope Pitstop. I mean they already got concept art and i think they have models too that were unused and the people on scoob said they didn't add her to the film because they planned for her to be part of something bigger. Basically, I bet my left arm that the protag will be penny because apart from dick and muttley, she was the most memorable character of the show. We must also consider how they would tie up other hanna barbera characters and properties into a WR film thats part of an HBCU installment.
So basically, with this in mind I have created a few theoretical plots/premises that might happen in a WR movie
1. A Hooded Claw driven girl power film
Claw is an og and classic antagonist for penny, and if they really wanted to make a film centered on her the hooded claw is the perfect character to play the bad guy. I feel like the plot would go a bit like this: In order to kill penny and get her inheritance, Claw sponsored/set up the wacky races to kill penelope under the guise that good ol uncle sylvester was supporting Penny's girl power dreams to be a racer. Basically, he acts all supportive and shit for her to chase her dreams and enter this new race but under the mask actually set the whole thing up as an elaborate plan to kill her.
He lets the most deranged, insane and wacky people enter the race, from a gangster mob, to literal monsters to a pilot racer and a military tank duo with guns and canons thinking that Penny's survival chances in this race will be close to none, especially with it being a sausage fest and him not believing in girl power. He even hires a professional mercenary with an evil dog to help kill penny in the WR (yes, dick, and yes he was sucessful at killing the pigeon in the scoobverse so he is actually considered quite the exceptional and competent villian in universe).
The rest of the film would be her racing and doing good despite all the odds and ends at her winning the grand finale, much to the frustration of Claw.Basically a film of empowerment for young girls to enjoy. This plot would probably be the most faithful to the original WR and most likely be a prequel to Scoob since the movie implies that Dick was doing all the skull shit after the wacky races sooo yeah.
There could also be a peter/penny subplot, perhaps not as romantic interests but as platonic friends or just some flirty exchanges between them, as well as a dick subplot with him not liking to race much at first and doing it for just the money but coming to love it as the film progresses. This plot would also probably be the least HBCU type film since it is mostly WR based and by nature would already have a ton of characters but they might try to replace some of the less memorable characters with other HB characters that are a bit more memorable than the boring racers but not as well known to have their own films (could see the country bears replace luke and blubber bear as well as any other character replace the lumberjack guy).
2. The Great Race inspired film
So we kinda get the idea in scoob that dick hasn't been in the Wacky races for a while after muttley disappeared and all the skull business happened but as we all know, dick was the character who made the races actually interesting. So the execs couldnt just have the wacky races without dick so what did they do ? They got a doppleganger of course, that being this boyyyy
Basically, the Wacky Races executives used Dick's way less famous twin brother the Dread Baron and his dog friend Mumbly to fill in for the two once they realized Dick wasn't going to come back after prison. They were wrong of course but dick doesnt know he's been replaced and escapes thinking he was going to join the races again but when he does find out it bruises his ego a lot.
This idea technically serves better as a subplot and could be woven into the hooded claw story above if we just changed a few elements( make it happen after scoob instead of before, perhaps DB and Mumbly were hired by claw to kill penny and dick has to begrudgingly help penny and peter to get his place back in wacky races). After plot stuff happens it ends with dick being in the WR again and DB finding employment elsewhere in the Laffalympics which can easily tie into the established HBCU since it has the yogi gang, mystery gang, captain caveman and the teen angels gang and blue falcon and dynomutt.
Does this theoretical plot draw a lot from my personal desire to see DB just once. Yes. But do i care. No
3. The super HBCU plot(probs the most likely)
So the end credits basically tell us that after the scoob movie that the mystery gang and other HB characters joined the falcon force and are fighting baddies and crap.
Dick has escaped so they will probably start looking for him and in order to do so they get tangled up in the wacky races. Dick isnt the main antagonist tho( he's either trying to sabotage the other wacky racers because he is salty af or begrudgingly has to help out the heros or main antagonist) but the falcon/scooby gang discover a huge conspiracy happening within the wacky races that goes something like this: this race was set up kind of like a scavenger hunt across the world or the US to find mcguffins that are actually really powerful and crap when assembled, which is what the villain was trying to do because evil reasons. Basically wacky raceland done funnier or just Jojo's Bizarre Adventure Steel Ball Run.
In this premise not only would the og wacky racers and scoob cast be in it but i bet there would also be a bunch of cameos and references to other HB characters and they might even join in on the action and be racers too. I have no real clue on who the main baddie would be but I think it would be a johnny quest bad guy or something:( in the end credits they are teaming up with Quest industries after all).
I feel like the entire vibe of a premise like this would be very mad max like but without all the apocalypse stuff and just pure unrefined insanity. I kinda based these ideas off some of the unused concept art in scoob and I'm pretty sure the gang and the falcon force would team up with penny cuz they were planning to do so in the og concept art.
I have a few other ideas in my head but those arent fully developed but I might post them one day lol. But yeah, thanks for listening to my dumb shit lol
#wacky races#dick dastardly#wacky races 2017#muttley#scoob!#the dread baron#wacky races forever#dastardly and muttley in their flying machines#laffalympics#hanna barbera#hannabarbera#the perils of penelope pitstop#penelope pitstop#perils of penelope pitstop#blue falcon#dynomutt#dee dee skyes#the hooded claw#sylvester sneekly#vulture squadron#mad max#vibes#yogi bear#yo yogi#snagglepuss#huckleberry hound#quick draw mcgraw#johnny quest#mumbly
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Resilience
Here's the third part of my thunderbolts au. Emil Blonsky scaped his long imprisonment but he didn't went after the Hulk. Where did he go? The answer is bellow the cut. There's an original character here too. I'm not kin of OCs but I didn't find any character who would fit the role I wanted. Said oc will only be a part of this episode so consider it a special guest appearance. I've realized I've been writing more and more with each installment. Sorry about that, I'm getting more comfortable with the whole precess and I like to challenge myself. Continuing the trend, this chapter has a widely different vibe from the previous ones. As usual if you enjoyed please like, share or comment something.
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Episode two
Emil woke up from a nightmare. It was a fight. From as long as he could remember all Emil did was fight. Now even when he's not awake he's still fighting. He sat on the bed breathing heavily. Wait, where am I? He thought.
"You must be confused." A female voice was heard nearby.
Emil looked around looking for it. The cabin was small. The bedroom, the living room and the kitchen were all occupying the same space. There were two doors, one of them was probably for the bathroom. The woman was sitting at the kitchen table. She dressed a knitted sweater and rabbit slippers.
"My name is Charlie Reznik." She pointed at the soup, "Are you hungry?"
"Where am I?"
"Alaska. Three hours driving from Barrow."
Emil sat on the bed. He was naked. He covered himself with the blankets not for modesty but because they were warm.
"You weren't using any clothes when I found you and you don't seem like the kind of person who would wear my clothes. I hope the blankets kept you warm."
"Found me?"
"Yeah. You were screaming a lot. And throwing trees around." Charlie chuckled, "Eventually you got tired and just fell asleep right where you were. I was thinking about calling the police or something but when you started to shrink I decided to bring you here."
Suddenly Emil looked at himself realizing he did indeed shrink. He didn't look like that anymore. Still, the bones in his hands and abdomen were more prominent than they should be. He took his hands to his back to feel his spine was also prominent. That made him think of the super soldier serum, of the Hulk and of the prison he just scaped.
"I need to contact someone." Emil got up only to fall on the ground.
"Are you okay?" Charlie approached him with caution.
"I think I'll have the soap first actually." Emil muttered realizing how weak his body was.
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The soup made with vegetables reminded Emil of his childhood in Russia. He had almost no recollection of those few years before he moved to England. He mostly remembered the cold and his mother's soap.
"I need to ask you but.. it's gonna sound weird." Emil was at the table tangled with the blankets, "What year is this?"
Charlie looked him in the eyes to decide if he was being serious or not. Emil didn't flinch so nor did Charlie, "It's 2023."
Emil pressed his lips and started to breath heavily. He was sleeping this whole time. They kept him asleep without ever giving him a chance to explain himself. No consent and no agency.
"No one has heard anything about you since 2008 Mr Blonsky and now you show up in the middle of the forest not knowing the year?" Charlie seemed genuinely curious.
"You know me?"
"I didn't recognize you at first. There isn't much footage from big you. But the sketch from witnesses matched pretty well. They call you the Abomination."
"Abomination?" Emil suddenly smashed the wooden table with enough strength to crack it. Charlie quickly moved her left hard to somewhere under the table. They locked eyes. For the first time Charlie didn't seem warm and inviting but rather fierce and absolutely ready to react. Emil closed his eyes a bit before recomposing himself.
"I'm sorry."
"I also think the name is impolite." Charlie brought her hand back, "But no one knew anything about you except you were military assigned to find Bruce Banner. I had to make some phone calls and turns out my guess was right! You are indeed in the accords database. Quite high level threat.
"What accords?"
"Alright." Charlie put her hair behind her ears, "I need you to be honest with me Mr Blonsky. What's the last thing you remember?"
So he said. He fought the hulk on Harlem, fell unconscious and woke up in Alaska. Charlie brought a computer from a big bag under the bed and put it on the table in a way that both of them could see it.
"The world changed a lot since 2008 Mr Blonsky. Put on your seatbelts."
Charlie then gave him a contemporary history class the best way she could while showing videos and pictures whenever she felt necessary. She talked about the avengers assembling in 2012 to stop an alien invasion caused by a norse god. She talked about the genocidal robot destroying a whole country in 2015. She talked about Wanda Maximoff killing those people back in 2016. She talked about the Sokovia accords and how that made the avengers disassemble. She talked about Wakanda opening up to the rest of the world. She talked about the avengers coming together again to fight yet another alien invasion. She talked about the snap and the chaotic years that followed. She talked about the blip and the even more chaotic year that followed it. Emil listened to everything in silence. It was a lot but he was smart.
"They put me to sleep for fifteen years." He whispered.
"I'm so sorry about that. It's unfair."
Emil had finished his soup but he stayed exactly where he was. Thinking about everything.
"I became strong. I became as strong as I could and still... they defeated me with bed time."
"You're being unfair."
"How come?"
"I don't think strength is really what you think it is."
"How would you know?"
Emil looked at Charlie's small stature with unconscious disdain. She picked on that and wore her fierce eyes again.
"With all due the respect Mr Blonsky..." It was possibly to hear the rage under her words, "You have no idea how strong I am. Thanos snapped my whole family! I wasn't even at home when it happened. Do you have any idea how much strength I needed to gather to simply get up every morning? I may not have big muscles like you -in fact no one does Mr Blonsky - but guess what? You could not have went through what I did. I'm sure of it!"
Emil got up aggressively and so did Charlie.
"You're really pulling the trauma card?"
"Wanna compete?"
"I think I do." He showed his teeth.
Charlie walked across the cabin stepping heavely. She sat on the bed. "Enlighten me."
The challenge got Emil off guard. He hesitated.
"I don't need to tell you anything."
"Of course you don't. If you tell me how traumatized you are, I'll tell you how traumatized I am. Then you will have to admit that none of it gives you permission to do the shitty things you did!"
The cabin merged in silence. Outside there was nothing but the cold wind running through the trees.
"I know your type." Charlie continued, a little calmer now, "Though childhood huh? No perspective of a future so you joined the military. Felt good to explode some heads didn't it? It felt powerful."
Emil remained in silence. He still looked mad, but remained in silence. Charlie went to the kitchen and grabbed a photograph from one of the drawers. She gave it to Emil.
"You're military." Emil studied the photo of Charlie and other soldiers smiling inside a tent.
"Used to be. Came back in 2019. The welcoming party wasn't exactly a party as you can imagine. My house was empty. As I said both my parents and my little brother got snapped. That's when I found this cabin."
"It's not yours?"
"Nah. I don't know who it belongs to actually. It was a cold night and I was just driving aimless. I don't know why exactly. Everything just seemed so meaningless back then. I felt weak."
Emil put the photograph on the table and they both locked eyes again. Not with anger this time though.
"It's cold but it's isolated enough. I could cry and scream as much as I wanted without anyone knowing. And did I need to scream! Scream at Thanos, scream at my parents, scream at myself. A part of me wish it could've been me, y'know? Trust me I would give my life for theirs in the blink of an eye! Yet, here I was."
Charlie sat at the table again. The temperature of the cabin went from 20°C to 40°C and then to 20°C again. Emil felt sorry about the table but most importantly he felt sorry for making Charlie mad.
"There's no much to say." He started, "Though childhood. No perspective. Joined the military. After everything I've seen, being strong is honestly the only option. It's survival."
"I get it. I really do. But strength is not on your muscles."
"Don't come with this heartfelt bullshit."
"It's not." Charlie chuckled, "Trust me I won't fall for that bullshit either. It's something else."
She got up and grabbed an old book from the shelf near the bed.
"All those things were already here when I got here for the first time. There was water, gas, energy, the bed, the blankets. It's like whoever lived here had just left. I've known this place for couple more than three years now. No one is ever here except me, yet the feeling never goes away."
The old book was covered with leather.
"Self help book?" Emil asked.
"In a way." Charlie tilted her head, "This book is about the universe. But not like a scientific encyclopedia. This book is about the whole universe, about the energy that comes from different parts of the multiverse and how to harvest and manipulate them. Essencially, magic!"
"Alright it's a self help book. Magic is not real."
"I was honestly hoping you would say that." Charlie smiled, "Check this out!"
Charlie put her hands in front of her and took a deep breath in order to focus. She moved her hands vertically and a orange string appeared from thin air. Charlie's hands drew a circle in the air and the string curved itself in a circumference. Charlie closed her hands as if grabbing something and with another gesture polygonal forms started to draw themselves in the magic circle. Charlie snapped her fingers with both hands and the whole thing started to spin like a magical ferris wheel.
"You discovered magic!" Emil whispered.
"Of course I didn't! People have been studying that for a long time. I just happened to find a weird book." The magical strings disappeared as Charlie stopped focusing so much on them, "You know when you are depressed so you set a simple goal just to give yourself a little achievement?"
"No, actually. But that's seems like solid advice."
"It is!" Charlie chuckled, "Anyways I read this whole book in like two days and I didn't understand shit. But I was super interested and started to dig the internet and beyond for anything related to all the weird concepts I found. I read the book more two of three times after that. Each time I learned something different and gained a new perspective over myself and the universe around me."
"So it is a self help book!" Emil laughed.
"As I said, it is but in a weird way. I mean look around. There's aliens and gods and the multiverse. When you think of all of it don't your problems seem way smaller?"
"I'm not sure."
"Here's how it's gonna be. I go to Barrow buy you some clothes and you think about everything I just said." She grabbed a jacket and wore boots, "But you have to pay me back alright? Otherwise I'm gonna hunt you and I'll find you. Remember: I know magic!"
"Okay, that's fair!"
Charlie grabbed a ring with slot for two fingers in a kitchen drawer. "That was one of the things I found here. Magic becomes weirdly intuitive once you learn some basics."
She made that focused face again and started to draw circles in the air with her right hand. The air in the middle of the cabin heated up and started to sparkle. An orange circle (much like the one she conjured with the hand gestures) appeared but in the middle of it was possible to see an alley.
"What is this?" Emil was shocked.
"Fast travel!" Charlie winked before passing through. The portal was gone as soon as she was gone and Emil found himself alone in the cabin.
***
There was a small mirror in the bathroom. Alone, he could check his own body for the first time. His face looked pretty much the same, he hadn't aged one day in the past fifteen years. Besides his hands and shoulders and spine, his elbows were also abnormally prominent. Was he the Abomination after all?
The power felt good, he remembered. Felt god-like. But the cost was too high. Emil became too dangerous and lost control over his own life for more than a decade. He wanted to blame Ross and Banner but would it be even fair? Emil was the one who accepted to take the serum in the first place. He actually pointed a gun at that scientist. He begged to become as strong as the Hulk is.
Emil left the house still covered in blankets. The cold snow made his feet burn but no enough to bother him. He was strong after all. Or maybe he enjoyed the pain in a sick way of reinforcing his own superiority belief. An orange portal opened nearby after a while.
"Aren't you feeling cold?" Charlie asked coming with a bag of clothes.
"A little."
"Come. See if any of those fit you. They're from the local thrift shop by the way."
"I've wore worse."
Charlie bought a simple jeans, two shirts, a flannel and boots. Really simple stuff just to protect Emil from the cold. It fit well.
"Thank you." He said.
"You're in debt, Mr Blonsky. Don't you forget that."
"You know magic." He chuckled, "I can't allow myself to have you as an enemy Ms Reznik."
They both laughed. Charlie sat at the table and started to type something on the computer.
"The feds are all over town." Charlie commented, "They're looking for you."
"Listen," he said, "I need to ask you a favor but first can I go for a walk?
***
Emil took a deep breath before jumping as high as he could. He could not see above the tall trees so he jumped again but grabbed one of the trees this time. Even with his bare hards, the wood bowed to his will. He kept climbing until he got to the highest part of the tree. From up there he could see the whole forest, including the trees he threw around the day before.
He jumped to the ground again. The snow splattered around him. His hands and knees started to bleed but he didn't care because he would break soon enough. He felt powerful and smiled without realizing it. Not a happy smile, bur rather a challenging one. Hey jumped a little before running in the direction of the destruction he caused. He started slow (more like jogging actually) but quickly escalated to marathon running and super human running. The cold wind cut his face like knifes but he didn't care. He just kept going faster.
When he finally reached the glade he jumped again. Even higher this time. When he landed his feet felt bigger. Breathing heavily he looked at his own hands and realized they were indeed getting bigger and muscled. Without wasting any breath he took off all his clothes and started running again. The cold started to bother him less and less as his body grew in size.
He started to scream so he could liberate his anger. He jumped high and landed with his fists causing the ground to crack bellow him. Emil grabbed a fallen tree and threw it to the air. He picked big boulders and threw them around at will. In the middle of the chaos he also started laughing. He was strong. He could destroy anything he wanted. He was as strong as he could be.
When Emil finally felt satisfied with his own display of power, he grabbed the trees and rearranged them back into the ground as best as he could. He picked the boulders and put them back where they were. So when the glade resembled the glade it once was, Emil sat on the ground next to his new clothes.
He started to think about everything Charlie said. Yes, he was big and could destroy everything is his way. But there were gods and aliens and robots and uncontable planets and entities across the universe. He was big and strong but he was also small and weak.
His strength though wasn't on his muscles but on his ability to survive. He survived his childhood, he survived the military and he survived the Hulk. Just like Charlie survived the snap and the aftermath. Like Charlie found new meaning in magic so could Emil find new paths to follow.
"I'm big and I'm small. I'm strong and I'm weak. I'm still here." Emil whispered to himself.
His body started to shrink calmly. Once he achieved regular size he wore his clothes and walked towards the cabin. Charlie smiled when he entered.
"Had fun?" She heard the screams obviously.
"Yeah actually. Thanks for everything."
"No problem. Remember, you're still in debt! So what favor do you need?"
"I need a portal but I also need an address. I believe you can find the person I'm looking for in the Sokovia accords database."
"Hm alright. What's the name?"
"Ava Starr."
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I don't know if you do requests for the bts reaction but if you do can I request one scenario? Like if them finding out their s/o is hospitalized by an accident and they come and visit the hospital? I've read all your bts reactions and those were AMAZING I LOVE YOUR BLOGGG❤❤❤
I literally have Requests Open on all of my reaction posts or most of them, at least. Do I need to make it bigger? Either way, I’m super glad to have a request! Hi, welcome to the blog. Glad you love them.
My first angst request! Yay! Also, I’m not that great with sad endings, soooo you’re fine. The s/o is ok and survives whatever happens.
Mstrlst here
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* REQUESTS OPEN *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
Jungkook
He was in the booth, recording, when someone came rushing in and talked to Yoongi who was the one recording him today. He spoke into the mic, cutting you off, “Uh, Kookie. You’re gonna wanna come out here.”
Confused, he put his headphones onto the mic and came to meet the person they knew from behind the desk. He felt like he was gonna faint when he heard the news that you had gotten into a serious car accident and was rushed to the hospital. He ran in asking where you were, Yoongi trying to calm him down.
They found your room, and Jungkook cried when he saw you hooked up to everything. He was told things about you, but his thoughts were so loud. Yoongi explained that you would be ok after getting his band mate to calm down. You had your seatbelt on and you had crashed into a sturdy tree.
V (Taehyung)
The boys were joking and stuff. It was V with Suga and Jin-hyung. There was someone who was lowkey panicking and talked to the director. Soon, the host was told to go to break. Time slowed down when he was told that you were found passed out in your home.
He left right that moment. He had to know that you were ok. You were ok, right, right? After getting to your room, he was relieved to see you talking to the doctor in there with you. “Oh my god, you’re alive. What happened?” He said while holding your hand.
“I overheated while getting out of the shower and hit my head on the floor.” Tae was told to make sure you don’t take too hot showers again. He would install a thermometer onto your shower to make sure.
Jimin
It was during a costume change when your boyfriend was pulled to the side and shoved into a van, learning about you on the way. It was a collision with a distracted driver who was found at the scene looking for their phone that flew out of the window during the crash.
He was told that you had to go into surgery to get shrapnel out of your body. That made him panic, but RM showed up to be there for one of his closest friends. Helped him breathe. Then they were allowed to see you.
Jimin held your hand, “Are you ok? I was so scared. I’m still so scared.” But you only had a few bruises. Very lucky for someone who had been in such an accident. You kissed his cheek and pat his head, and he did the same to you.
RM (Namjoon)
He had gone live to show the fans a new song he was working on. During the show, he couldn’t stop talking about how much you liked it. Then he started talking about your relationship with him. His smile was so huge when he saw that he was getting a call from you, muted the stream.
His face fell and shockwave of cold ran through his body. You had been spending the day at a water park and slipped and fell thanks to some kid who had been running past. He turned off the stream without a word and went to the hospital.
The fall had rendered you unconscious, so Namjoon held your hand and cried. This stirred you from your sleep, “Hey, babe.” You said, seeing him next to you and wanting his attention. He looked at you and the doctor entered. No concussion but a sprained ankle.
Hoseok
Hobi and the others were on day 2 of learning their newest dance. It was going well, with a few hiccups here and there. His manager entered and seemed like they were in a panic. “Hoseok, (Y/N), they, they had an accident. They’re at the hospital right now, and–”
“Take me to them.” He said and off they went. Your boyfriend wasn’t allowed to see you because you were too out of it and they were still running tests. He bought some flowers and nervously picked at the petals.
When he was allowed in the room, he dropped the flowers and went to your bedside. He asked so many questions. It was just dehydration. You had been out all day and forgotten your water bottle. His worry turned into scolding real quick.
Suga
He checked his phone again. You were running late, like really late for the date you two had planned tonight. He even put on a suit for it. Suddenly his phone rang, and your number showed up, “Babe, where are you?” It wasn’t you, it was your friend.
Yoongi made so much noise when he got to the hospital, asking what room you were in. They quickly got him to your room, and you were bleeding. There was a large piece of metal in your arm. You were crying. He came in and held your hand. You were so glad to see him.
You still had use of your arm and the surgery went successfully. The reason you weren’t in an actual surgery room was because the other party had taken the last one. Yoongi was just so glad you’d be ok.
Jin
You two were walking out of a restaurant after a date and he got stopped by a fan. He gave you the keys and told you to go ahead while he talked for a bit since they had met before. You agreed and went on.
The fan screamed when they saw a car pull out without looking and hit you. They pointed at you, and Jin came to you after telling her to call the police. He asked if you were ok, but you were in too much pain to respond.
The person in the car was also calling the police to get help. He cried and called Suga to meet him at the hospital while he was in the back of the ambulance with you. It was a minor concussion, and you were told to take it easy for a good while. But you were alive, and that’s what mattered.
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I would love to see the data on the political views of foster parents because I tried finding anything to support that they are majority conservative and I couldn't find it. Clearly all I have to do for the kid I am working with who has been sleeping in the caseworker's office is just talk to a local church, right?
The not even kindergarten age child I work with who has been in 9 homes in 2.5 years, clearly those were all just pro-choice heathens who gave up on him as soon as he started presenting with trauma symptoms instead of being a correctly grateful orphan?
There is literally NOWHERE to put foster kids right now because foster parents think they're signing up for pretty babies or doe eyed 5 years olds who will call them mom and dad and kiss their ass for "saving them" and then as soon as things get hard, because the kids are traumatized as hell, they dump them off as someone else's problem. All the residential facilities are full. The elementary school age girl who tried to strangle herself with a seatbelt can't find a bed and can't get any of the help she needs. Another teen has been waiting for a residential placement since January.
Where are all these masses of fucking pro-life conservatives taking in foster kids? I sure as hell can't seem to find them. The foster care system is TRAUMATIZING, it sets kids up for all sorts of great things, like increased risk of being human trafficked and sexually assaulted (you wanna talk about fun pregnancies, I just met a 19 year old who was raped since she was 2, got pregnant at 8 where the father of the baby was her foster father, had the child, and disassociated so hard that she blocked all the sexual abuse out until she was able to read her case file as an adult).
There aren't even any therapists, case workers, or social workers to help these kids, because the fucking burnout is insane and the pay is so low that people can't survive on the income. The only interest I see from my community at large is either 1. Criticizing DCFS because they responded to some call made against their cousin or 2. Organizing a coat drive or something to pat themselves on the back for being SO involved and loving!!!!
These kids are already here and suffering and we can't protect them or take responsibility for them and nobody seems to give a shit, and I'm supposed to think the priority should be with forcing more unwanted pregnancies from women who can't or won't take care of them, torturing those women along the way (and I've had my own child, pregnancy and delivery is traumatic as hell), for essentially potential children. That's such a callous and disgusting mentality and I hate that people can manipulate it into sounding like they are trying to protect children instead of some idealized and non-existent fantasy.
Awesome post by @pro.life.mama on Instagram that shows that the pro-choice ideology is rooted in dehumanization.
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