#hopefully i can get back into it all soon …..

[funkylittlelurker]

For you fish, for you

Hamburgers. Probably the most well known American dish. A beef patty, two buns, probably ketchup and mustard on there, lettuce of you're fancy. Usually there tomatoes on there too, perhaps pickles. Basically, you could put whatever you wanted on a hamburger and you probably get someone agreeing with you. There was a reason America was known for its hamburgers.

Which was why Scarlett plopped a tray with two burgers and a large basket of fries down in front of her friends (family?), Lionel close behind her. They had planned this.

Minerva looked up from her computer. 'What is this?'

Her Irish accent had been getting thicker and thicker, which Scarlett was assured was a good thing. All it meant for Scarlett was it got harder for her to understand the redhead. Not that it had ever been easy.

Myles, from his seat beside his twin, grinned. 'Score! Food!' he said as he made to grab one of the burgers. Scarlett smacked his hand away.

'Not for you,' she scolded. 'For Vera. And Anna,' Lionel added. Myles harrumphed, but didn't complain.

It was Annastasiya's turn to look up. Her brows furrowed in confusion. Scarlett grinned at the blonde. 'Figured you two would be hungry, what, with all that studying you are doing,'

Myles gasped in mock offence. 'And you didn't get me anything?' he asked, feigning outrage.

'Here. ' Lionel threw a granola bar at him. Myles sarcastically bowed at the witch. 'Thank you,' he said, and tore into the snack. Lionel snorted.

Minerva tapped her fingers against the tray. 'You did not answer me. What is this?'

'That,' Scarlett said, pointing at the burgers, 'is a critical part of your rehabilitation.'

The rehabilitation she had learned about less than seventy two hours ago. When they had been cut off from their families for.... Reasons. They were back now, so there wa no reason to worry.

Minerva frowned. 'What do you mean?'

'Burgers are a great American pastime. Hot summer days, charcoal grills, the works. I figured you'd want to try.'

Was Scarlett bullying Minerva and Anna into trying these? Yes. Did she feel bad? Only a little bit.

Minerva frowned down at the burgers. Anna looked curious. 'Go on,' Lionel prompted. 'Try' em,'

Anna shrugged, and grabbed one. Huh. Not the one she thought would bite first.

Minerva followed suit, albeit more cautiously. She took a bite.

'That right there? That's what real food tastes like,' Lionel said. Scarlett shot a waring look at him. 'Better than nutrition drips, yeah?'

Scarlett kicked him. He yelped. 'Hey! I can joke about that! I was on one too!' Scarlett glowered at him. 'Not. Appropriate,' she hissed. Joking about his own stuff? Fine. Vera and Anna's? Not fine.

Annastasiya pointed at Lionel. 'I thought it was funny,' she said. Dimly, Scarlett wondered at her accent. Sometimes it was American, sometimes it was Russian, sometimes it was, oddly, Australian. Really, Scarlett had heard many accents coming from the girl. Only for a few words, before it went back to a slight Russian, but still. Odd. Knowing what she knew now, Scarlett thought that Minerva would be the one having accent trouble.

Lionel playfully shoved Scarlett at the shoulder. 'Ha! See! She thinks it's funny! I'm cleared!' he crowed. Scarlett sighed. Her friends and their dark humor.

Pretty soon, Annastasiya was finished with her burger, and had started on the fries. Minerva had made it halfway though hers.

Scarlett decided to take pity on the poor redhead. 'Not your cup of tea, huh?'

Vera set the burger down carefully. With a barely disguised grimace, she shook her head. 'Нет, it's not,'

Again, there it was. Incongrous enough on its own, but damning knowing what she knew now. Oh well.

Scarlett laughed. 'Now how did I see that coming?' She had, actually. Though she had also though Anna would have the same reaction. Still, half was better than none.

'So does that mean I can finish it?' Myles asked hopefully. Scarlett snorted. 'With the way Anna is eyeing it? I don't think so man,'

Myles had the nerve to look disappointed, but he let the matter go quickly. 'Yeah, Anna, you can have it,'

Anna grabbed it almost immediately. 'I can't believe this is a common American meal. This is so...' she trailed off.

Let her come up with her own words first. The advice drifted through Scarlett's head. It helped the two of them get comfortable choosing their own thoughts. At least, that's what Ms. Renault had said.

Anna muttered under her breath. 'Weighty,' she eventually declared. 'Heavy?' Vera offered. Anna pointed at the redhead. 'Да, that,' the blonde confirmed.

Scarlett shrugged. 'Yeah. But then again, you complain about that for every dish,'

Minerva and Annastasiya scowled as Myles snorted. 'You do do that guys. Kinda funny,'

Vera snapped her teeth at her twin. 'Shut,' she hissed at him. Myles threw his hands up in mock surrender.

Scarlett laughed. 'Well, at least we got that out of the way.' Lionel nodded alongside her. An idea popped in her head.

'Next up, the holy food that is boneless wings,'

Even Lionel groaned at that one.

how would one of your OCs react to a HUGE burger and delicious seasoned french fries?

[uki01]

i have seen your cry for help

Scenarios where shadow rests his teeth on reader… kinda in a flirty way the first time, the next kinda possessive, if that makes sense?

Shadow The Hedgehog x Reader

Authors Note: Thank you my knight and shining armour. This is my first time writing a request so hopefully this is up to your expections!

Notes: Shadow being broody, My Reader/Y/N might be different to y’all see them, Shadow has fangs

Summary: Shadow was never the type to flirt so he decided to flirt with you right now… and his way of flirting was interesting.

Tonight, you were just relaxing on the couch watching whatever is on, but here you are scrolling on your phone, pick a side damnit. Anyways, out of nowhere you hear a loud bang from the entrance, made you jolt up to see who it was from your couch. Standing right there was a 3ft figure, oh it was Shadow.

“Oh! Shads! Welcome home! How was your mission? Do you want something to eat? I can go-“

“Stay over there” he interrupted, demanding tone but no hint of coldness in there.

Usually, you would talk back, but considering the way he spoke, you decided to make life easier for yourself and his. Soon as you stayed still, he walks over, climbing over the couch and rests his head on your shoulders.

Oh.

Now this was weird, did something happen on his mission?

“Shads? You okay?”

He didn’t respond, just a “hmph” from him, figured, stubborn edgy hedgy, you shrugged it off, it was pretty rare for him to do this so you weren’t gonna waste this chance. You went back to scrolling on your phone watching Kendrick Lamar Super Bowl because it’s the biggest thing that’s happened, plus you listen to his music regularly.

Few mins later you can feel something sharp pressed down on your neck, what the hell? You thought, you turned to your left and you see your hedgehog boyfriend resting his teeth on your neck. With his arms wrapped around you, teeth almost sunk in like he’s a vampire and his eyes resting.

Huh.

Your face started feeling red, you probably look like a cherry.

“Uhm… Shadow?”

“Hmm?…” He muffled

“Why do you have your teeth on my neck”

…

His eyes suddenly opened, looking down what just happened, he then pulled away. This motherfucker.

“Hey! No no no, you don’t get to put your teeth into my neck without an explanation, what was that all about?” You pulled him back from escaping

Anddd he’s struggling, amazing, after few secs of struggling he stopped, remaining silence, you weren’t gonna let that slide

“Shadow whats on your mind? I can tell somethings disturbing you” You asked him gently

After a few mins, he finally spoke

“I was… flirting with you” he admitted.

Oh.

Awww, this was cute… and confusing, but cute, but mostly confusing.

“Oh! Awww, I didn’t think that would be flirting! That’s so adorable!”

“Hmph” he huffed

“I mean I personally don’t mind if you do this”

“Really?” He asked, with genuine behind his tone

“Mhm! Plus it’s pretty cute seeing the Ultimate Lifeform flirt”

“Don’t push it”

Then you laughed, classic Shadow, Shadow just rolls his eyes but still remained between your arms. Then you both sit back, relaxed and cuddled each other.

AN: Hope you enjoyed this request! Sorry if it wasn’t what you wanted but I like a bit angst in my work.

[overchromatic]

im probably gonna be posting here less frequently for a while due to. Medical Issues.

[allenkel]

Parker Luck- Chapter 2!

CHAPTER 2!! I'm so sorry it took me this long to even get the motivation to finish this chapter! I kept rewriting it not knowing what I wanted to happen exactly because the way I write it basically on the spot I don't have a plot at all! It's ALL basically IMPROVE!

Anyways! Hope you guys enjoy the chapter!

Warnings: Crying(?)

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“Dick, Oracle got Agent A to set the med bay up for the kid-” Jason got cut off by Dick who was looking at the kid with an all too familiar expression, the ‘ can we keep him’ look that Dick gave to dog’s that they found around while on Patrol and on Bruce’s face when he first met Jason except it was more brooding than Dick’s. “Dick.. I know what you're thinking but now's not the time to be pulling a Bru-Batman, Batman .” He corrected himself after remembering that the kid could be listening but judging by the dazed look in the kid's eyes he seriously doubted it but you could never be too careful.

 “I know~, but look at him- He’s so adorable!” Dick gave a slight squeeze to the kids shoulder to emphasize this but all Jason could focus on was how limp the kid was, but when he looked up at the kid's face, the kid was staring right at him. It definitely didn’t make him flinch but when he looked closer at the kid he could see what Dick was talking about, the kid had large green doe eyes and curly/wavy brown hair that was all over the place and sticking to his face. The white streak in the kids hair was a little too noticeable with his brown hair but Jason couldn’t complain with his hair being almost black. His skin was similar in color to his own, but a little more tanned, even so it was still pale looking in comparison to his brothers. He had freckles and two visible scars on his face, one on the side of the kid's lower cheek bone and another over his eye. ‘ Concerning but hopefully just a happy accident’ The kid was wearing a white t-shirt ‘ The shirt wasn’t white anymore with it being stained by the hell liquid he just dragged him out of’- with a striped red and blue under-shirt. He was wearing baggy black sweatpants and had no shoes on or socks, revealing many scars on the kids feet. The scars were large or long which was more concerning then the previous ones on the kids face. ‘ He’ll ask later.’

“Alright Big Wing, let’s get this kid back to the med bay before he starts wondering what’s taking us so long.” Jason grunted as he pulled himself off the floor and dusted himself off before taking one last look at the murky green pit next to them. “I’ll have B secure this cave and the Lazarus pit when we get back.” Jason just nodded looking back at Nightwing as he started standing up holding the kid, “wha-” Jason flinched at the unexpected and definitely painful voice of the kid as he started coughing right after. Dick looked surprised as well at the sudden high pitched voice of the kid he was holding but soon after Dicks expression changed to worry. “Shhh, don’t talk.” Dick started rubbing the kids back in rhythmic circles that seemed to calm him and his coughing seized to more of a small choke, “He needs water to clear his throat, that shit probably burned his throat” He nodded at the pit before walking closer to Dick who started heading towards the dark tunnel back to the entrance.

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Dick hesitated for a moment looking at the Lazarus pit and back to the kid in his arms. “Right, we’ll get you some water, alright bud?” He didn’t receive a response, so he started walking back to the entrance of the cave with Jason following suit. The kid didn’t move the whole time they were walking which was a little worrying but Dick could hear the kids heartbeat albeit a little abnormal with how slow it was, but that’s a common occurrence to almost-drowning, but the kid’s temperature was more concerning as it was freezing , his skin was icy cold and he was shaking slightly but it would’ve been barely noticeable if he wasn’t a trained vigilante. 

When they finally reached the entrance to the cave the moonlight was brighter than the caves natural lighting, but the moon was barely visible as the sun had started to rise casting light beams from behind the cave. As they stepped outside Dick turned to get a better look at the small child in his arms, his attention was mainly grabbed at the fact that the kid had fallen asleep on him during the walk back to the cave entrance. Dick smiled, exhaustion noticeable in his expression. ‘ God he was so tired’ 

The manor came into view, ‘ still don’t understand how the batcave hasn’t collapsed but he wasn’t too big on physics to want to try to understand’ When they got closer they made their way to the side door the family used that was next to the kitchen. Once inside Jason picked up his pace talking to Oracle on the comms, “Hey O, mind telling B about the Lazarus Pit for us? Gotta help get the kid down in the medbay.” 

“ Really Jay? He’s not going to be happy and your just trying to avoid a lecture for when he realizes there was a kid in the Lazarus Pit that you brought to the cave. ” O, complained even though she was most likely already getting ready to switch the comms based on the hammered sounding click-clacks of her keyboard.

“Well thanks Babs! Bye!” Jason quickly shut his comm off not willing to listen to her lecture him. ‘ Cause Bruce’s lectures his brother can ignore and zone out about without consequence, Babs? Hell no, she’ll grill him alive.’ “I hope you know this is going to bite you in the ass later right.” Jason just looked at him his brows furrowed in irritation, “Yeah, yeah-” 

They continued their walk towards the study, towards the clock, inputting the time ‘10:45’ before heading down to the cave to be greeted by Alfried, already prepared in case of injury. “Greetings Master Nightwing and Master Redhood.” He greeted them before leading them over to the medbay where Dick reluctantly put the kid down on the medical bed where Alfried then checked the kid over for injuries, “Does Bruce know about the child?” Alfried inquired, “Babs should’ve informed him earlier about the Lazarus Pit but I’m not sure if Babs also included the little guy.” Dick was not prepared for that conversation with Bruce when he came back from patrol.

Alfried nodded, turning back to the kid who was maybe a little unhealthily smaller than what he saw earlier. He looked like a twig, literally . Jason was in the corner with his arms crossed, he looked less exhausted than Dick but he could still see the dark circles under his eyes as he kept his eyes on the kid as Alfried had hooked him up to an IV. 

Dick took his phone out and pulled up the BATCHAT:

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WonderBoy#1: Quick notice for everyone, we found a Lazarus Pit. A kid was found in it, he’s alive and currently passed out in the medbay. 

BoyGenuis: I thought we got rid of them all? Also- THERE WAS A KID?!

DemonAlert: I have to agree with Drakes first comment, I though we had destroyed all of the Lazrus Pits in Gotham created by the league?

WonderBoy#1: We did. This was more of a naturally made one from what we could tell when we found it. It was located in a cave a few miles behind the manor in the forest. It was small, but it didn’t look man made, most likely was naturally created over time similar to the LoA’s old one.

SpoilHer: Great, so what are we going to do with the new found Lazarus Pit? Destroy it like the others or keep it under security?

CassyBat: ^

BoyGenuis: We’re destroying it, not dealing with the League. Also B just signaled us to all head back to the cave early, be prepared for Bruce’s lecture Dick. 

BoyWonder#1: Got it, Jason said he’s staying in the medbay so I’ll head over to stop Bruce from attempting to wake and interrogate the kid.

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Bruce was about to head back to the cave when Oracle chimed into his comms, “ Hey B, sorry to break this is so awful news that Jason or Dick couldn’t do themselves because they’re cowards, but. They found a Lazarus Pit and it was used on a kid, he’s alive but currently- and please don’t be mad- in the medbay asleep.” 

‘ Why can’t he have one uneventful night?’ Bruce just pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, “Alright, thanks for filling me in Oracle. I head over to the cave.” He cut off the comm link and headed back.

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“Heyyyy, Bruce.. Babs fill you in?” Dick was currently in front of Bruce, who gave an agreeing grunt in response, “Is the kid awake?” ‘ Okay straight to the interrogating’ “No, Jason’s still in the medbay keeping an eye on him. So no interrogating.” He pointed at Bruce's chest to emphasize this, “Hm.” Dick just sighed, he was so tired. 

Soon after Bruce arrived everyone else did too, Duke was still in his pajamas, everyone -except Jason- was in the meeting room waiting for Dick to start explaining what happened, so he did- “Then on our way here the kid fell asleep.” Everyone was silent processing the given information.

“So you didn’t get his name?” Tim finally broke the silence asking. “No, he was pretty out of it, pretty sure his throat is damaged or just sore. Anytime he tried to talk he’d start coughing.” Dick was a little worried about that, “Jason doesn’t want to leave the kid alone in the medbay as well.” Bruce tilted his head slightly, “Why?” Cass also had tilted her head to show her curiosity about the reason Jason of all people wanted to stay . “Probably because he doesn’t want the kid to freak out as soon as he wakes up.” Steph shrugged, turning her attention to Cass who gave her a nod, “Cass agrees!” Cass gave a thumbs up with a small smile, “Hungry. Tired. Worried.” Cass responded, turning her attention to Bruce who nodded, “Alright, Tim you're in charge of the report for tonight. Everyone else grab some early breakfast then get some sleep.” Everyone got up and headed out except Tim who sadly got Patrol Report duty. “Make sure to get  some sleep when you're done, Timbo!” Dick yelled before going up the stairs towards the elevator, “Yeah, yeah.” With all that out of the way Dick can finally take a long deserved sleep.

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Tim gave a long exhausted sigh as he finally finished the report, a few muggings, one robbery ( surprisingly) and some drug deals. Now he can focus on the lazarus kid, which means more coffee! Yay! 

Tim grabbed his empty coffee mug and got up, starting to head over to the coffee machine he himself installed into the batcave! While he waited he decided to check in on Jason who hasn’t left the medbay like he said he wouldn’t. A few feet from the door he could hear Jason mumbling to himself, sooo, 50/50 he was asleep because everyone knows Jasons a mumbler in his sleep. Tim opened the door slightly to peek in and… nope. Jason was awake and on his phone. 

Jason must’ve somehow heard the door open because he snapped his head up his body tense before relaxing again after seeing it was Tim, “Hey insomniac, what do ya need?” ‘ Insomniac? I mean he’s not wrong but c'mon!’ Tim sighed before fully opening the door and entering the room, he looked over at the kid and.. holyshit.. He’s tiny! Jason seemed to notice what Tim was wide eyed about and smirked before speaking again, “Yeah, the kids pretty small. Dick had the same reaction but more like a kicked puppy compared to the horror vibes you give off.” Okay- he might have pale ghostly blue eyes but it's not his fault! “Gee wow thanks.” He gave Jason a deadpan look before hearing a small squeak. Both of them turned their heads over to the kid who must’ve adjusted his position because he was now on his stomach. “Has he woken up at all earlier?” Jason just looked at him with a look of , ‘ really?’ “Okay, I get it dumb question.” He threw his hands up in the air which landed with a smack on his sides, causing the kid to stir, “Shit.” Luckily he didn’t wake up but he did get a glare from Jason, “Sorry.” He whispered, but seriously it’s a little worrying seeing how the kids been asleep for however long? 

“What was the kid like when you guys first found him? Dick mainly just said he looked dazed and out of it.” Jason unraveled his crossed arms and walked over to a small table with two chairs at them. Tim got the memo but went to grab his coffee really quickly. After grabbing his coffee he sat down on the very cold metal chair, putting his coffee on the table after taking a large sip. “Dick was right about how the kid was out of it, it didn’t seem like he could hear us very well and his eyes were all foggy. He mainly looked like he was gonna pass out the whole time I was talking to Dick.” Jason looked over to the currently mumbling kid, before looking back at Tim exhaustion evident in the heavy bags under his eyes. “You should go to bed Jay.” Tim advised even though he knew he was being a hypocrite. Jason glared at him for a moment before sighing and getting up to head over to the bed next to the kids, “Fine.” He spat out before Jason promptly ‘plopped’ onto the bed passing out. “Good night to you too, sleeping beauty.” Tim rolled his eyes before quietly getting up and heading back to the computer to run a few tests with the blood sample Alfried got him when he set up the IV. Putting it into the machine while waiting for it to finish.

After a bit of waiting, Tim realized he drank all of his coffee, shit . His eyes got droopy before giving him a chance to even attempt to get up. ‘ Cmon! Just a little longer brain! The blood test is almost done!’  

(He didn’t make it.)

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When Peter woke up he did not expect to feel like absolute crap. ‘ Like cmon! ’ His body felt heavy, his throat was aching, his wrists were itchy, and he was. So. damn. Tired. So he just let himself lie there staring at the ceiling until he realized he has no idea where the —- he is. He looked around the room without moving his body too much. The room was similar to a hospital room but he couldn’t hear the sounds of nurses rushing from room to room, doctors drinking unhealthy amounts of coffee or patients complaining about their problems. What he did hear though was the sound of a heart monitor that was next to him and the sound of someone else's heart next to him. 

safesafesafe

Their heartbeat was steady and calming in a way- ‘ definitely asleep ’ -Though there was the sound of mumbling coming from the person that he couldn’t make out. He turned his attention back onto the room he was in, the walls a greyish blue color, the ceiling a plain scratchy white with dimmed lights all around the room. He was laying in a bed similar to a hospital bed but had an actually comfy blanket on him rather than those scratchy thin and worn out blankets at hospitals. 

Then Peter finally thought back to what happened with the spell and feeling his body being ripped apart- ‘ NEVERMIND, how about no! ’ First things first- where the hell is he? Well for right now he’s just going to trust his spider-sense with the constant ‘ safesafesafe’ it keeps repeating. 

Peter looked to the side-’ even if it was achingly exhausting to do so’ - he saw a water cup on a small metal table right next to him-’ and GOD he wanted that water so bad right now. ’- but even turning his head was exhausting so he just stared at it before giving in to temptation, he so very slowly itched his hand towards the cup before finally gripping it, and then before he got a chance to even take a sipp he dropped it…. HOW THE HELL DOES HE DROP IT?! Peter let his arm fall slightly off the edge of the bed, he really wanted that water.. And before he new it he felt tears run down his face, ‘ shit, damn it! Why the hell is he crying?!’ - all he could do was let the tears run, silently sobbing, too tired to wipe them from his face, not noticing the sound of the person next to him waking up.

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CLANG!

Jason unwillingly opened his eyes after hearing something fall, god he was not a morning person. ( if it was morning ) He slowly sat up and smoothed a hand through his messy hair. He sat there for a good minute before hearing a quiet sob from next to him. ‘ Who?- OH. shit the kid!’ Jason got out of the bed and god did his back hurt like hell- He quietly made his way around the privacy blinds between their beds to see the kid looking next to him at the small table, tears running down his face with quiet sobs racking his body. Jason was a little confused on why the kid was crying because it could be many things and he himself does not know how to deal with half of those himself. But then something rolling on the floor caught his attention- A cup. The cup of water Alfried had left for the kid for when he woke up, did he drop it? 

Jason walked over and bent down grabbing the cup, the kid didn’t seem to notice him as he went over to the sink and refilled the cup before walking back over placing the cup on the table. He slowly adjusted the bed to sit him up properly-’ he didn’t seem to notice that either’ - Jason picked the cup back up and held it in front of the kid for him to take. It took the kid a few minutes until he noticed the cup and with two shaking hands he gripped the cup and slowly took a sip before taking a few more. “Better?” the kid just nodded his body still shaking with less violent sobs. 

Jason took the cup from the kids hands and gently placed it on the table, he turned around and grabbed one of the chairs and brought it over next to the kid, and sat down. “Mind tellin’ me your name kid?” The kid shook his head, taking a minute before responding, “P-peter..” the kids- Peters voice sounded raspy still but at least he didn’t have a coughing fit but he did wince instead. “Alright Peter, names Jason. How’re ya feeling?” God he sounded old asking that, but he did want to make sure he wasn’t in any pain that they didn’t know about. “Tir-ed..” Peter’s voice cracked at this, earning a grimace from Peter at it, funny. “Sorry, Peter, you're probably gonna feel like shit for a bit.” Peter just nodded, his eyes red from crying and his hands are still a bit shaky.

Before he could say anything else Alfried entered the room with hot and ready to go homemade soup, Jason's second favorite meal. The kid looked at Alfried as he walked out and gently placed the soup on the table next to the cup of water. “Goodmorning, Master Jason, goodmorning..?” Jason didn’t want the kid to strain his throat in case there was some kind of injury so he answered instead, “His name's Peter.” Alfried nodded, “Peter. I made some soup for you, I do hope you like it.” Peter looked up at Alfried and nodded, giving a tired smile in turn. “My name's Alfried, it’s nice to meet you Master Peter.” Jason knew Alfried could tell Peter wouldn’t be able to attempt a full handshake, the kid was still shaking a bit but the kid looked more embarrassed about the term ‘Master’ in front of his name. Jason turned back to Alfried who gave a curt nod before leaving. 

Peter looked over at the soup and a small frown on the kids face. “It’s alright kid, it’s not going anywhere, and there's a microwave in the corner if it gets cold.” This seemed to help with the kids mood a bit, he had a small smile on Peter's face. He closed his eyes, falling asleep again. Jason stared for a moment before pulling out his phone and playing tetris to pass the time.

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Let me know what you thought about this chapter! I quite literally had no idea where this chapter was going when I was writing it and just made most of it up on the spot! (same with chapter 1 but we don't need to talk about that!) Anywho, if you guys have any questions or ideas for what can/might happen next feel free to go wild!

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!

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[mickules]

~The answer may surprise you~ take a peek below!👀

The answer is 6) the secret was that it was All of the Above! 🎉

Consider this as a bit of a life update!

I don’t usually do this sort of thing, but as it’s such a big switch up I wanted to give a bit of a heads up. I don’t plan on disappearing, but it might be inevitable for a little while whilst I keep on top of things!

Firstly I’m moving country! Temporarily! I’ve taken a sabbatical from work so I can pursue some personal things whilst I still have the ability to do so, and whilst I have the savings for it, and as you can imagine! It’s! Stressful! They certainly haven't made it easy, but once all the wheels are in place it should be fantastic

I also have several art commitments; none of which I can really talk about yet, but all of which might take up a significant amount of my time (sob) Hopefully when I’m done I’ll be able to show yous!

On top of that I am looking forward to working on some longer dangan comics as well as animations (!) I’ve had on the backburner for like YEARS!

I’m also possibly going to look into maybe doing some commission work to tide me over – My brother has been tryna get me to do keyrings and things, so that’s another thing I’m mulling about.

You may have noticed I’ve closed my ask box, it’s been ages since I’ve been able to keep on top of them, but I’m hoping that I’ll get the chance once I’m settled in to actually go through them proper, I hate leaving them unanswered and I appreciate every single one, I've been spoiled with so many wonderful lovely messages 💖

Unfortunately I’m something of an insulated offline creature so keeping up with messages and comments takes a lot of my brain power which is usually too depleted once I’ve gotten home after work.

I do sit like this whilst I draw. I deserve everything that's coming to me.

I do have a danganranpan inspired tramp stamp, connected to the rest of my back tattoo

I’m not gonna show you.

You’re just gonna have to believe me.

I have a bad habit of slapping dethklok albums on repeat when I wanna pump up my energy for chores, I think I bolloxed my neck to Hatredcopter?

Fingers crossed for everything coming up and I hope I’ll have lots of things to share with yous soon!

[universalrainbow]

Not to overthink a silly little crossover moment but

The toys of the base au reacting to toy player is in my brain. Even if they knew in advance "oh we're meeting a toy version of player. Ok." Actually Seeing them would probably be cause for alarm. They're pretty intimidating at first sight.

Then Toy Player sees them and just [happy waves]

With Toy Players behavior, it's easy to see they're still the same person.

Human Player tries to do the Spiderman Point meme and then laments their missing arm. Toy player catches on and points in response (or gives them a detachable limb for a moment, just For the Bit /joke)

When the toys are told they are meeting a toy version of player they wonder to each other what type of toy player will be. a bobby bear heart? A hoppy? who knows but the toys all make bets on which toys player will be.

Player: hopefully not a pianosoarus.

poppy: why not that one?

player looks into the distance with a blank and traumatized look.

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when they see Toy player everyone was surprised. They were huge! They were even taller than kissy, which was rare. Honestly they looked scary too. long, lanky, and their face was the same mask human player had on through out the factory. They were a bit scared toy player was a feral toy at this point, because if they were they would have a little to no chance at surviving.

But when Toy player waved at them, they saw Players personality shine through. This was a relief that calmed everyone down.

They had not gone feral like so many others who fell the same fate.

Toy player sits down as best they can. using one of their lower arms to write in the dirt "hi, i see mini me got dis-ARMED + leg"

human player starts cackling like mad while the toys realized that (OH NO THEY ARE EXACTLY THE SAME)

Toy player then tugs their lower right arm off and offers it to human player. writing in the dirt "sharing is caring! :D"

the toys freak out since they ripped their arm off. But soon notice there was no blood nor pained looks from toy player. while human player tried to wear the long yellow arm but failing at they are much smaller and lacked the connectors their toy counter part had.

Doey " ummm hey pal does than not hurt?"

toy player merely shakes her head no. taking back the arm when it was clear human player could not wear it. Popping it back into place, regaining its functionality.

poppy: " Thats.....super creepy actually." kissy swats the back of their head.

Toy player shrugs with their two lower arms at the same time they begin to pick up the smaller toys. Falling immediately into the role of parent.

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Player and toy player get into an argument.

Toy player writing in the dirt " you know what! get stick bugged"

Player: no you would not dare!

toy player: Standing on all six limbs

player: NO! DONT YO-

toy player:

Player : NOOOOOOOO

Toys:??????????????????

[lologoinsolo]

SINCE ITS WIP WEDNESDAY, I figured I’d get to do my first one on here! (Excuse me while I scream, I love my little milestones)

Coming Up (hopefully soon):

Sweet Treat— Kyle x FemReader, Fluff/Angst/Mourning NOT YET FINISHED OR EDITED

Kyle’s been suffering in silence since Johnny’s death. Everyone has their vices, their coping mechanisms, their reasonings for going about their days just a little more. Kyle hasn’t found his yet. He doubts he will. Simon’s been off, god knows where, doing who knows what. John won’t say anything more than single sentences with empty whiskey bottles at his desk or in his drawer. Needless to say, he’s alone in this. Alone in figuring out how to move on — can he though?

When was the last time he slept or ate good or had a dream that didn’t turn to a nightmare? He can’t remember. Doesn’t want to remember a time before his best mate took a bullet to the head. He’ll still hear Johnny’s laughter, his stupid jokes, his annoying accent. The halls on base are quieter than they’ve been, like the walls also miss what can’t be brought back.

Kyle’s no stranger to losing a soldier but he never thought he’d lose a friend. He knows Johnny would be mad about the way he’s deteriorating— at the way they’ve all deteriorated. Probably would offer to take him to this bakery he’d rave about all the time for a pick me up. The man used to gorge himself on cream cheese danishes, cupcakes with intricate swirls, even managed to stuff a tiny cake down his throat before running laps. Price would catch him all the time with paper bags full of goods, goods that were then used as bribery. Price may or may not have taken the bribes but Simon would sometimes have crumbs stuck on his mask. He never did say just where those crumbs came from.

But maybe that’s why he’s standing in front of the bakery Johnny loved so much. Hoping to catch a glimpse of what his friend saw in this place. Maybe even bring some pastries back to John and Simon. It’s quaint— charming in its own way. It looks actually more like a cafe but not many people are sitting, well actually there’s no one in here. There’s a hefty, sturdy looking shelf with loads of books, good enough to be a small library. Perhaps the owner of Sweet Treat decided to switch things up in the process… or maybe Johnny forgot that this could be a cafe/library establishment. He tended to do that. Used to…

“Good morning!” The small chime rings above the door, you greet him from behind the counter. Your smile looks as sweet as the pastries and cakes in the glass Kyle notes. He wonders if you’re the one that made all of them. Might be from how there’s flour dusted in your apron. “How are you doing today?” Terrible.

[spartancommander-2874]

Auri dipped her head, murmuring a quiet "Thank you" toward Fenix before stepping through the door. Hopefully they'll have something for us by the time we're done here, she thought before turning her attention toward Prescott at long last. The chairman had turned around at their approach, having already long since been notified of their impending arrival. A dingy looking desk plied with various bits of paperwork and maps covered its surface.

If he was surprised to see the super soldier standing before him, Prescott hid it well enough. Auri schooled her face into a mask of neutrality but could feel her skin crawling with the way his gaze combed over her suit. This was either going to be a very short conversation or one that would be, unfortunately, drawn out.

-

Oh, the suit practically called to him! He'd been given a brief overview of the newcomer and her capabilities but seeing the thing in person was a whole other beast. The design was sleek yet intimidatin. It was the perfect marriage of advanced technology and lethal precision. He briefly wondered if it was true the armor held its own shield generator.

Not to mention, the soldier herself. Reports stated she'd dropped in seemingly out of nowhere and dispatched the immediate hostiles trailing her with practiced efficiency. Perhaps he could see it all in action - sooner rather than later if possible.

Prescott studied her for a moment longer, the sniper meeting his gaze with a cool one of her own. She held herself well but he picked up on the uncertainty in her stance, the way her eyes flicked about the room after a beat. Seemed she was out of her element. Perhaps he could use that to his advantage.

"Chairman Richard Prescott. Pleasure to meet you. The boys weren't kidding when they said you weren't from around here," Prescott said. "There was even a request put in for star charts. A little far from home, I take it?"

The Spartan's mouth twitched ever so slightly. "Spartan Rachel Auri and it would appear that way, sir. As I explained to Sergeant Fenix, all I'm looking for is quick passage out of here as soon as I'm able to locate where exactly I am in relation to my last coordinates."

"And those would be?"

"A scientific expedition," Auri replied simply. Prescott winced internally. The fishing attempt was obvious, and he knew it. He had to play this carefully.

Hm, likely a classified mission. Interesting. "A scientific expedition, you say. You talk as if you're not from this planet, which wouldn't surprise me much considering that suit of yours. It's not like anything I've ever seen." He stepped out around his desk for a better look. "How exactly does it even work? I've witnessed some of our soldiers bolstered by the best tech we have at our disposal but that?" Prescott let out a brief laugh. "That's beyond anything we've got. If we were able to upgrade our gear with something that, I'm sure we'd be able to turn this war in our favor. I don't suppose you'd allow our R&D department a quick peek at it?"

"I'd have to respectfully decline that request, Chairman. The suit's schematics are classified and are not mine to hand out. Not to mention you'd have to go through a series of augmentations in order to use it."

"I'm sure that all could be arranged. You let our scientists poke around a bit, walk us through just what those augments entail, let us maybe scan that armor and we can get you on your way." There was a subtle, hardened edge to his voice now. "I'm not saying you hand over all your secrets, Spartan. But a little insight would go a long way. I know we have Control pulling star charts for your later perusal but if you help me understand that piece of tech you're wearing, I can speed the process up. I'm sure we can have on your way out sooner than you can say 'transport'." He held up his hand, palm forward cutting the woman off as she opened her mouth to reply.

"Now, before you answer, I know you don't trust us. I get it. But you want to get back to your people, yes? I'm merely offering the fastest way to do it. I'm not asking for everything you have to offer. Just a few details. A little cooperation. You and I both know there's no such thing as a free pass in this world. You want our help, then you'd better be willing to hand over something in return."

A muscle ticked in her jaw. It was quick but there. And this was why she loathed dealing with anyone just like this. Her temper threatened to rear its ugly head but she quickly tamped down on it.

"Chairman, I came here for one reason: find a way back home. I'm not here to barter with tech that isn't mine to give away. The suit stays with me."

The polite expression Prescott wore faltered but only for a moment. Her response didn't surprise him much though he'd hoped for a little more cooperation. He was well aware of her type - secretive, loyal to their orders and unwilling to bend when it came to sharing sensitive data. But he wasn't about to give up quite yet.

"All right," he answered, his mouth drawing thin. "It seems we're at an impasse now." Prescott let out a breath, crossing his arms over his chest. "I don't play games, soldier. If you're aren't willing to cooperate, I'm sure there are other ways I can go about this. I'll get you those star charts but don't think for a second I won't find another way to get what I want."

The Spartan flashed him a less than pleasant smile. "I wish you the best of luck on that front, sir. I won't stay here too long for that to matter in the long run. In the meantime, I'll take a look at those charts. Thank you kindly."

@bigmouthgenius

This was supposed to be a simple smash and grab. Get the blueprints of the place, locate the objective, nab it and run.

In and out.

Easy enough, right?

Nope.

There was a security program that had been running passively in the background that not even the team’s AI had detected while pilfering the system and she had Forerunner code built directly into her matrix. Alarms began to blare loudly, alerting the Prometheans of offending intruders, once the data left its protective, holographic casing. Their fireteam leader quickly placed a hand on the terminal and green pixels flowed up her gauntleted arm and into a slot on the back of her helmet indicating their AI had come home. Without another word, the trio of Spartan IVs took off, wanting to be as far away from this place as physically possible.

Red blips began pinging off their motion trackers during their flight through the ancient complex and the digitized roars of anger echoed off down the halls. Their AI, Noesis, was still tapped into the local network and began to shut down the massive gray-white doors to cut off their pursuers or at the very least slow them down.

Evac was well on the other side of the facility in the form of a D79-TC Pelican dropship. Their pilot, Spartan Kent, had already activated the autopilot, calling the dropship in closer as the LZ was going to be hot by the time they got to it. A pair of beam turrets popped up in front of bulkhead doors at the end of one hall and began firing white-hot lasers at the fleeing super soldiers, forcing them off their current path and to take a hard right down another hallway to avoid being melted down to slag.

A Promethean Knight had sprung forward seemingly out of nowhere toward the Spartans as they attempted to dodge the turret fire and had nearly pinned their XO to the wall with its gun when it received a shotgun shell to the side of its head. With the creature down, they continued onward with their flight.

“Finally! We’re almost out of here!” came the Spartan to their XO’s left. Her IFF transponder marked her as Cordova, Caterina A.

“About time. I think we’ve really riled up the locals. Kent,” their fireteam leader replied then glanced to the right at their other squad mate. “Kent, once we get out, get that pelican ready for transport. We need to get the hell out of here ASAP before they call in for more reinforcements. Last thing we need is for the Storm Covies clogging up the air.”

“Way ahead of you, ma’am!” came her companion’s reply.

Just as they reached the last stretch, however, a Promethean had teleported meters away from the exit and brought an Incineration Cannon up to bear. The weapon began to charge, red light glowing like death. Right as the thing fired, their commander cried out, “Move it!”, before diving out of the way herself. The creature must’ve been in the local network as well as it was fighting for control over the doorways and cut the commander off from the other two. She rolled up onto her feet just in time to jerk to the side to avoid another blast.

“Commander?! Auri-?”

“Hey, you still-?”

“Get outside! I’ll meet you at the LZ. This place is going to be crawling with Knights shortly. I don’t want them bringing down our bird before we even get out of here,” she called back over their COMMs.

Spartan Kent paused briefly before responding so his counterpart took over. “Yes ma’am! Noesis is still feeding us a map of the area and there’s another exit out here. We’ll see you outside.”

“Copy!”

The Knight attempted to fire on the Spartan once more and just before it released the trigger, a well thrown grenade took it out of its misery. Reloading her weapons and taking a quick stock of what was leftover, Noesis, the team’s AI, wormed her way past the defenses the Knight had thrown up and unlocked one doorway, placing a waypoint that led to the exit on the Spartan’s HUD. The commander took off and was forced to double back twice due to an influx of hostiles. Out of nowhere, a brilliant flash of blue and black lit up a doorway to the Four’s left. Hovering there, of its own volition apparently, was a portal. She was really backed into a corner right now, with Prometheans encroaching on her location. The construct hiding within her helmet was already following her line of thought before the woman even voiced her plan.

“Commander, as much as I’d like to be out of here, we don’t know where that portal leads,” Noesis protested.

“Anywhere’s better than here. They’re already starting to wrest control from you and you’ve already transferred over the data to Roland, right?” Auri had already started to back up toward the swirling vortex. Sure enough, another entrance on the far side of the room had opened up, revealing a mass of very angry Promethean Knights who thought they had the human cornered.

“Yes but…” the AI said, her sentence petering off. Oh hell. Her Spartan had already made up her mind and there was no changing it. “I’m notifying the others and I don’t think these Knights are going to wait much longer!” Moments before the Forerunner constructs could pounce, the Spartan dove into the portal’s center and her world went black and the machine shut off.

---

She could feel her body being spun this way and that. Her skin being tugged hard off her bones as she fell end over end. Or so it seemed.

Auri’s shields flared up as an unknown source drained the batteries until they cracked and died for a few seconds, the annoying alarm blaring right in her ear. Her equilibrium was way off and it felt as though she remained within the portal network for far longer than before although she couldn’t tell how much time had passed since she had taken the plunge.

Without warning, a hole suddenly opened up and spat her out into the dirt rather unceremoniously. The Spartan rolled to a stop, head spinning violently and she swallowed down the urge to throw up. Any attempt at getting to her feet were met with major protest as her vision swam sickeningly. Shutting her eyes tightly against the light filtering through her faceplate, the commander took in a few slow, deep breaths before rising up to her knees carefully. Her stomach was still her throat and her head throbbed something awful but she was alive and surprisingly in one piece. A few meters away from her, the portal floated and seemed to shudder. Had the Spartan not been paying attention, she wouldn’t have caught that slight waver that indicated something was off.

“Okay, good. You’re alright,” came her AI’s soft voice. “We may have a tail. Prometheans may have followed us and… I don’t think that portal is going to last much longer. We need to get clear of the blast radius and into cover.” Noesis sounded almost distracted and for a second, the Four couldn’t pin down what had caught her attention.

“Great… You don’t have to tell me twice,” Auri replied, turned around to get moving and stopped.

Oh.

That’s why.

They weren’t on Requiem anymore.

[pine-needle-shuffle]

Riptide sketches

[bisexualmcqueen]

MICROWAVING HIM!!!!

[sketch dump]

[firesmokeandashes]

All the fanfic readers/writers, after finding out they can't read their before-bed fanfics, and escape reality for a little bit, because ao3 is down:

[catslittlecorner]

Todays inspo and to-do:

Health: Doctor's appointment went well, got to see my baby's face for the first time and saw them kicking (^-^). Still don't know the baby's gender, but might get to know in next week's appointment.

Journal: Didn't get to actually write the reviews, but updated other things in my reading journal. Did a lot of decorating though, so I'll make it count.

Shopping: The pharmacy was packed, could not even find a free parking spot —not even the ones rederved for pregnant women. I'll try to get my vitamins later this week. As for the bookstore, ended up getting Les Miserables, Count of Monte Cristo was sadly sold out. Might try to order it online some other time.

Reading: Somehow managed to get from 55% to 70% in a day! That's about 7 hours 15 minutes of listening, my longest listening session ever. And on a 1x speed, too. I'm very proud of this accomplishment.

Tomorrow's to-do:

All things Germany: Road trip to the Embassy! Not so thrilled, but hopefully will get some answers about my visa status.

Reading: Will still be listening to Words of Radiance, specially since the road trip should be 4 hours back and forth. Will try to get to 85% of the book so I can manage to finish it before the end of the month. That's another listening session of about 7 hours 15 minutes both during Thursday and Friday. Might try to pull an all nighter that night, if the pregnancy tiredness allows it.

I'll be spending most of the day traveling and I'm not sure I'll be able to post some inspo photos, but I'll update as soon as I'm back home <3.

✨️Today's inspo and to-do list✨️

Health: I have a doctor's appointment this morning. I also have some lower back pain so might do some light workout at some point, maybe stretching, yoga or pilates.

Journal: I have some book reviews I have not done yet on my book journal, might as well do them before the month is over.

Shopping: Need to get some vitamins and want to check out a book at the book store —still debating between Les Miserables and Count of Monte Cristo.

Reading: Listen to as many hours is physically possible of Words of Radiance. I would like to finish the book before the month ends and still have over 40% of it left. Might pull an all nighter at some point (joking —or am I?).

[cupophrogs]

Little scribble comparing mine and @drewmwalker’s Dogdays that came to me in an espresso-fueled warm-up session!

(I adore your art btw, it’s so cool)

[little-pup-pip]

Woohoo! I've given something to all my inbox trick or treaters, which means I'm done now!! I wasn't expecting so many of you (55!!), but it was so much fun!

I have some pngs left over, so I thought I'd show you guys some things I never ended up giving out! I think these would have been fun to receive!!

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

Ectoloader? Yes. Was this a piece meant for mermay? Yes. Am I only just now getting time to finish some month old wips? Also yes.

Sometimes when you go diving underwater for treasures, you might just find something that is a lot more surprising than any other regular treasures.

From my Little Mermaid au, I usually draw edgejeanists side of this au, and decided to doodle some ectoloader instead :D

[naelmasn]

"If she never discovered the auracite—had never fallen under its influence—would she have lived a normal life? Would she have been a mother to me?"