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Breaking down the comics: Let's get that BREAD (WBN #32-33)

MOON KNIGHT

WEREWOLF BY NIGHT Issue #32: 'The Stalker Called Moon Knight'

Written by: Doug Moench

Art by: Don Perlin

Published 1975

Are you ready for this? You better be.

Werewolf by Night was started as a "Marvel Spotlight" in 1972.

Or did it?

In 1953, before Marvel was well...MARVEL... It was Atlas Comics. A five page short called "Werewolf by Night" came out. Later, when Marvel formed and comics had a "Comics Code Authority", they approved the use of werewolves and we got our boy Jack Russell.

Want to know something hilarious?

The original creators, Roy Thomas, Jeanie Thomas, Gerry Conway, and Mike Ploog had no idea that Jack Russell was also the name of a popular dog breed. Or if they did, they didn't think about it at the time of naming the main character. Readers started pointing it out and they all went, “Huh. So it is.”

Wanna know something else amazing?

Greer Grant Nelson, AKA: TIGRA, also got her start in Werewolf by Night in 1974, issue #1 of "Giant-Size Creatures" (later renamed Giant-Size Werewolf)

In the 1980s, Jack Russell didn't really make much of an appearance anymore until Moon Knight #29.

Our Beloved Doug Moench picked up Werewolf by Night with issue # 20-43 in 1974-1977.

Moon Knight got started officially in 1980.

He couldn't get the character out of his head after WBN and neither could the fans.

So let’s take a look at the birth of Moon Knight and see if we can’t find out why he went from one time villain to full time hero (and full time occupant to my heart).

One thing to note about Werewolf by Night, we get a lot of narration from Jack Russell himself. And sometimes it's as Jack, and sometimes it's Jack looking at the wolf and others it's the wolf peaking through Jack.

But us Moon Knight fans are used to different perspectives, aren't we?

We open on the title page:

"The tag's Russell, with a Jack in front of it. The kind of name that fits a normal 19 year old dude living out in L.A.--Not the kind of name you'd expect to find slapped on a guy who sprouted fangs, pore-to-pore fur, and wolfish howls every time the moon ballooned full. Unless that guy happened to have a father who was cursed by an arcane book called DARKHOLD --And who inherited his father's curse on his 18th birthday.

Tough, I usually ain't. But when the Full Moon pokes its ugly puss into my life, I turn into the werewolf--and nobody messes with a dude dressed in fur, claws, and pure MEAN. So why didn't somebody tell that to--

THE STALKER CALLED MOON KNIGHT"

LOL Yeah. He’s a stubborn idiot alright.

"Fast, Brutal, and Armed with everything to produce a scream, he was wasting me with no doubt about it. And every time I tried to slash back at the weirdo--My hand exploded in a fire labeled agony."

Second night of the full moon cycle. The wolf is not doing so hot.

His hand is broken and he's facing down this angry guy dressed in silver.

"Get up, you mangy freak!! Get up so I can knock you back down again!"

He lunches at the masked man only to take a punch to the face.

"It was called a cestus--as in Glove. Worn by gladiators in the arena. A cestus is spiked. These spikes were silver. Silver is hell on a werewolf."

He wrestles with Moon Knight who doesn't let up, kicking and punching.

The whole time Moon Knight yells at him.

Bystanders watch in awe.

"Man! That guy's like a tornado on a rampage!"

"I'm hip--but what's that other dude like--Lon Chaney in a mink--?!"

LOL oh 1970s...never change.

Moon Knight addresses the wolf.

"You've had it, Freak. You're half-way gone and I haven't even started!"

Moon Knight unleashes his razor blade silver scresent darts on the wolf.

"It wasn't right. The Moon was supposed to give him strength--fill him with savagery--Not stab him with glaring pain..."

"Drop Freak! Drop like the wounded beast you are!"

Moon Knight kicks him, with his Savate Kick, which is a French Boxing style that combines Boxing with kicking. It predates Kickboxing by 100 years and is quite brutal.

It sends the wolf sprawling. Especially from his silver tipped toe.

They pause and we get a flash back to the night before.

"It had started the night before, when an innocent ski-jaunt in northern California had erupted into a blizzard of horror. As the werewolf, I'd almost murdered a cute 7-year-old girl named Buttons... Fortunately, my best friend, Buck Cowan, had other ideas..."

(If you're cold, he’s cold. Bring him inside)

"So I shivered into them and prepared to wait for Buck. You see, I didn't remember the werewolf's little Blood Tussle with Buck--and since Buck was supposed to pick me up here..."

We see Buck being taken into emergency services and rushed in for immediate surgery.

"After an hour of waiting, I'd begun to worry... Where was Buck?"

We see Buck shredded and crashing on the table.

Jack hitches a ride into down, wondering if his friend is alright.

We see Buck crash in surgery and they frantically try to get his heart back.

Jack makes it back to his Stepfather's house.

"Jack! Are you all right, son?"

"Sure, Dad. As all right as I ever am the morning after a Full Moon. Why? And where's Lissa?"

We see the doctors are finished. There is nothing more they can do for Buck.

"You mean you--You don't remember, son?"

"Remember what? What?!"

"Lissa's down at Westwood Hospital, Jack. Topaz called--Said your friend Buck was hurt... Was mauled... He...He might not pull through, Jack."

Narration: The soft words slammed me, hit me like a thousand crushing mountains--But my only raction was numbness--Disbelief--

"Easy, Jack... Just take it easy, son."

"Easy? I might've killed my best friend and you want me to take it easy?!"

Jack is understandably upset.He runs to the hospital.

Buck is in a coma and "The doctors aren't sure he'll come out of it."

(Who names their kid Buttons?)

They tell the group to go home and get some rest. But they decide not to go with Jack.

"Under the circumstances, we thought it might be best if Lissa stayed with me tonight--at my room-- To keep our minds off Buck--ANd also because well..."

"Go on, Topaz, say it--Because I've got the Moon-Cooties and you don't want to be around when I sprout fangs again. Well, I don't blame you. I'd stay away from me if I could..."

Narration: And that was my exit--as petulant as a cry-baby feeling sorry for its own tears...

Feeling sorry for himself, he heads back for home to apologize to his stepdad before the moon rises and he has to run off again. His hand hurts and he's pretty sure it's broken.

But as he gets home, the door is already open and he senses something is off. Someone else is in there with his Stepdad.

"Dad?"

"In the Den, Jack. There's someone here to see you.."

Yeah! You get that bread! Delicious delicious bread!

"Hello, Russell. They told me to announce myself as The Moon Knight. Pretty stupid name--But It'll do as far as you're concerned--"

Yep. You heard it here first people.

Now, time line gets a little funky if you try to figure out if this was pre or post death and resurrection by Khonshu.

This could either be Mercenary Marc Spector for Hire that heard "werewolf" and dressed up in all silver for protection and then got the name Moon Knight and then it later stuck with him after he came back.... OR this is immediately post resurrection (which I find more likely) and it's his first gig. In a later Moon Knight issue we learn that Frenchie had acted as his contact with the group that hired him and the Moon Knight still had no idea what he was doing and still wasn't 100% on board with the 'good guy' routine. In fact, we later learn that the money he made in this job is what helped him get started in Grant Mansion.

Still doesn't explain why he's like, "Moon Knight? Who the hell picked this name?" And I have to quietly laugh that Marc indeed DID pick the name after he was brought back by Khonshu and the rest of his system was like "Marc, what the fuck? Really? That's what we're going with?"

ANYWAYS...

"His voice was muffled under the silver gauze which covered his face like ectoplasm. That was something else I didn't like..."

Moon Knight explains: Let's say I'm a WORKING Man, Russell, out to do my job and collect my bread. This particular job started down in the waterfront section... Pretty sleazy place--Lots of rats--The stink of filthy Brine--And rotting, sagging warehouses... But one of those warehouses is a lot like that Book you're not supposed to judge by it's cover --Because inside, it ain't rotting or sagging, and the only stink is the smell of money. LOTS of money. I went there on a tip--And found out it was a set-up..."

We see a bunch of businessmen at a table.

"So you're Mark Spector."

"I'm Spector. Who're you?"

"We'll get to that in time, Mr. Spector. Right now, I find your dossier immensely interesting... Soldier of fortune, mercenary, veteran of THREE African wars, FIVE south American revolutions, Brief flirtation with the C.I.A., Weapons expert, versatile practitioner of virtually all the martial arts, ex-prizefighter, marine commando for Eight years prior to beating a Lieutenant within an inch of his life...Et cetera."

"So your research department is hot stuff. So what? I was told there'd be money down here. What do I do to get it?"

Okay so... We don't ever get this dossier again guys. THIS is the dossier of Marc Spector (despite that they spell it Mark here). In fact, they never really review Marc's past in the later comics again. They just say he's well versed in combat.

That...That is a lot of combat. A lot of war and a lot of revolutions. And we know he wasn't always on the right side of the revolutions. We know he was a boxer, but the prizefighter bit is new. So is the 8 years Marine AND the beating a lieutenant part. We can assume he was discharged after that. That's interesting.

So when writers forget that MArc knows what the hell he's doing... I have to frown at them a lot. Marc is dangerous. Marc decided he was going to be worth the money and he damn well was.

Back to the gentlemen!

"I admire your directness, Mr. Spector, and shall endeavor to emulate it. First, we want you to open that compartment now rising from the table... Then don the rather unique costume you will find inside it. ANd utilize every weapon accompanying that costume..As well as your inherent abilities--To capture and deliver to us a werewolf named Jack Russell. Upon Delivery, you will receive this. Then thousand dollars."

WELP. There you have it. (But again... take this history with a grain of salt. He wasn't supposed to come back.)

"That's the story, Russell. Me, I don't believe in werewolves--But the committee's got ten grand that does--So who am I to argue?"

Ah, the COmmittee. A group of people out to capture the werewolf in some attempt to try to harness its power.

We see them come back in Moon Knight Issue #4.

Moon Knight tells Russell that he either goes easy or gets delivered as 'bruised goods'.

"My head was swimming through queasy nausea as he stalked forward. Was it the pain in my hand or had the Moon festered into a darkening sky?

My Stepfather decided the issue."

His stepfather tackles the Moon Knight and tells Jack to run.

Jack makes a run and starts to feel the Wolf taking over.

Above him he hears a Helicopter giving chase, tracking him.

"That's our man up ahead, Frenchie..." We see Moon Knight and Frenchie in the chapter. (Even back then we got the pair and this makes me happy.) "ANd he's just made me a believer in werewolves."

For once, the werewolf cares not about the scattering humans in the street. He knows the chopter is the target of his distress.

Moon Knight climbs down the ladder in pursuit.

I mean... How many people will go, "WOW .Werewolves are real?!" and then proceed to get into a fight with said werewolf?

AND WIN THE FIGHT.

One of the spectators decides that enough is enough and he calls the police before these crazy things decide to eat them or something (Moon Knight included. Dude just tackled a wolf creature and got into a fight with it on purpose).

The police take a moment to digest this info.

"Some comic book weirdo is sluggin' it out with a werewolf on a street corner in Westwood."

Yeah, that sounds about right.

They try to call in the local expert, but he's on vacation.

At this point we start to head into Werewolf by Night lore and back story. I'll admit... I've never actually READ werewolf by night. So all of this is very new to me and I have no explanation for who these people are or what's happening. So I'm going to skip a bit of what I'm SURE is important to the long run of the story but will not come up as important to these two key issues we're focusing on. (But you can bet your buppie that I'm going to start reading it. This hat is in my bag. ...This 1970s talk is getting to me.)

Meanwhile, the two girls from before, Lissa and Topaz, are worrying about Buck and Jack. A helicopter lands and ....Frenchie....what are you doing? Did you learn this from watching Marc? Don't bust through windows!

(I’m not counting this. But I should.)

Back with Moon Knight and the Wolf.

"I slashed, still favoring my broken hand--and growled in fury as he deftly evaded my raking talons. He'd produced a new weapon now. It looked like a Truncheon. And it was definitely silver."

(No don’t chew it! Someone put the cone of shame on him!)

And there’s Moon Knight, getting to know the ground. He and the ground are gonna be best friends in future runs.

Moon Knight uses his truncheon to beat the beast and finally the wolf goes down. On cue, Frenchie arrives in the chopper with both girls.

This issue comes to an end with Moon Knight GETTING THAT BREAD.

Moon Knight is also about to have what I lovingly call: A BAD DAY. But that’s in the next issue.

Werewolf By Night Issue #33: ' Wolf-Beast vs Moon Knight'

Written by: Doug Moench

Art by: Don Perlin

Published 1975

You guys. I can’t wait to show you that Moon Knight’s bad decision skills dates back to his first appearance. You have no idea.

TITLE PAGE!

I love how they get the names of the people involved in this comic and they put it into the pictures.

Also... We witness the first of many bad decisions.

The chopper continues to rise and the police open fire.

He’s doing fine.

We got more exposition that I'm going to skip because it has more to do with the overall arch of the WBN story and nothing that will come into play in this two part story.

Now we come to the helicopter flying out over the dock and water.

Welcome to part 1 of Moon Knight's bad day.

“No, you stupid idiot! We’re five-hundred feet up!!”

Buddy.... Pal... Bestie...

Narration: But the werewolf didn't care. He was mad. So mad that he'd even forgotten about his broken hand...

They splash down into the water.

"Mangy Freak! The Committee's payin' me ten grand to bring you in alive--And you almost drown us both before I even--"

Narration: The fight wasn't out of the werewolf yet... In fact, I was just beginning to roar.

"Crazy fur coat with fangs--! I musta told you a dozen times--The committee wants you alive! And if you can't get that through your hairy head--I'm gonna have to pound it in!!"

Narration: And in the pounding there was pain--Pain caused by Moon Knight's arsenal of silver weapons...His studded cestus, punching at me...Even the crescent darts, still embedded in my bristling skin... But even if the werewolf had understood the threat silver posed to him, I doubt it would've made much difference. He still remembered the beating he'd taken from this foe. The memory made him MAD...And the rage demanded revenge.

"Not again, beast-man--I'm getting tired of this!! Watch out you stupid--"

And back in the water they go.

Narration: We hit the pacific for the second time... The water shot fire through my shattered hand, made it throb like a hiccupping balloon... But what was that compared to the beast's life-and-death lust for vengeance--? Answer: Bright nothing, wrapped in pretty bows of bloody violence. So we fought, both struggling to escape hell...

Narration: ...Each determined to win that struggle... And each to leave the other behind. It was the werewolf who won, breaking free of hell with gasps and wheezes...

I hauled myself onto the rotting planks, still gasping... But triumphant.

Or so the werewolf thought.

"Hold it, mange-puss... I ain't heard no count of ten yet..."

Moon Knight no...

Narration: It was impossible. I'd slashed, clawed, mauled, and choked him--ANd he wanted more, still MORE--! I gave him more, a vicious roundhouse slash... But the Moon Knight clutched for that slash and he yanked. Hard.

And they go back into the water.

Moon Knight climbs back out a moment later.

"God, that thing's dynamite on wheels...Never fought so hard in my life... Gotta rest... Catch my breath... Before he surfaces again... ALREADY?!"

Narration: Yeah, already-And the fever was too high to quit. It was long overdue, and the werewolf had long since paid for it in pain...

It was time for the payoff--For returning favors--And for doing unto the other until what was done... COuld never be undone.

The wolf beats on Moon Knight for a bit. He’s pretty ticked off.

Moon Knight's pretty exhausted at this point and the wolf is starting to get the upper hand.

But then... Whoopse. It's morning!

The night is over and the wolf turns back into a very beat up sad Jack Russel...

You know how I know this is Marc? (Aside from the fact that this is Pre official Moon Knight and Jake and Steven haven’t been written into existence yet). THE BAD DECISIONS.

Someone yells down to them and Moon Knight thinks it might be the cops. But it turns out to just be a drunk guy heading home after a night on the town.

"Well, thank the moon for small miracles... But I still can't believe I saw this guy change like that...My darts must be hurtin' the poor freak. Might as well take 'em out.."

Frenchie arrives and Moon Knight once more carries Jack up the ladder towards that bread.

Back at the hospital, Buck woke up only briefly to call out for his friends then fell back asleep.

The doctor informs the lady that "whatever mauled Mr. Cowan inflicted extensive damage to his sacral region--His lower back--Severing oth the sciatic and femoral nerves. We've done our best, but he still might be paralyzed from the waist down... If he emerges from the coma."

Yup. Can confirm. You need those nerves. That's not good news.

Back with Moon Knight! He is now before the committee and he's brought along the two girls and Jack. Time for bread day.

"All right bozos--You've already stalled the whole day in some top secret meeting-and I ain't waitin' any longer! I brought you your pigeon. Now where's my bread?!"

"You've brought us an unconscious kid, Mr. Spector...Or should I say Mr. Moon Knight? You seem to be taking that costume rather seriously... But as I was saying, we still have no proof that you have delivered a bona fide Werewolf. Indeed, we can't even be certain that this young man is Jack Russell..."

The committee also show skepticism that one of the two girls is Jack's sister "and therefore destined to become a werewolf herself someday."

The committee decides to wait until the final full moon appears that night and they can see for themselves.

Moon Knight is displeased.

"I oughta smack that scummy nose right down your throat."

If it were me, I would not mess with this man. He just spent a whole night fighting a werewolf.

Jack wakes up to find himself still in a lot of pain and locked in a cage.

The committee tell Jack that they plan to keep the werewolf as a pet to release when they want certain people murdered.

As one might imagine, Jack is not on board with this plan.

He turns to Moon Knight :

"And YOU, crusader rabbit--Are you in the habit of getting paid for slamming people into CAGES?! That's right, I said PEOPLE! Are you shocked to hear that I'm an honest to god Person? Or have you been trying to forget it?! Well, I'm gonna give you a refresher course, Pal... I may be a werewolf--But on my nights off I'm still human! And Believe me, Fancy pants, being the werewolf is a far worse cage than these stinking bars!"

And the moon rises and he starts to change.

The committee is all shocked to see him change.

The wolf is NOT happy to be caged.

The committee members congratulate Spector "Or Moon Knight if you prefer..."

(Isn't that so interesting? Even in this early issue where he's just a one off character and no history or past drawn up yet, they still can't get his identity right? What were you planning Mr. Moench? Even back then?)

Moon Knight doesn't say anything, simply watches the wolf freak out in his cage.

Jack's sister yells at him. Accusing him of selling Jack to people who want to "turn him into the murderer he's always feared he would become! The murderer he's always fought to avoid--Even when it tore his soul in two!!"

"Don't listen to her, Marc. Sure, he's her brother... But he's still just a freak--just a beast... Why worry about a beast?"

Narration: Moon Knight took the money... And stared at me again...

"Just a beast, all right... But at least a cleaner and more honest beast than you slimy slugs! At least he's a beast with guts! A beast who fights ony to be free! And that's the kind of fight I support, Lard-Butts!!"

Moon Knight kicks open the bars! That's one hell of a kick.

The wolf is loose! And the Moon Knight has changed sides!

I gotta respect that one member in the back...

"But I... I don't even carry a gun! I'm just a businessman! You guys dragged me into this werewolf deal because you said it would be good for the economy!"

"We're ALL businessmen, Hicks!"

"Yeah--And you're all goin' outta business now!! Especially your two-ton leader.. So I'd advise him to get his lard in gear--Unless he wants it kicked from here to Monterey!" -Moon Knight.

Narration: The Silver one--The one with the PAIN. He was the one I wanted... But he ducked.

The wolf soars past Moon Knight and attacks one of the men with guns.

"Sorry, Fido--But if there's one thing I've learned, it's more fun fightin' with you than against you-- So go get 'em Tiger!"

"Holy Smokes! Almost forgot the two chicks Frenchie nabbed... With allthe lead flyin' around here, they're liable to turn into swiss cheese."

Good job Marc. You're doing great there.

He cuts the two girls down and tells them to make a run for it.

"But what about Jack?" Jack's sister cries out.

"Just get outta here! He can take care of himself!" Moon Knight shoos them away.

"Come ON, Lissa. I don't know what turned that man from a villain into a hero, but he's right--! At this point, Jack has a far better chance than we do--"

The girls get out and Moon Knight and the Wolf keep fighting through the bad guys.

Narration: On our own or not, the committee was falling to pieces. Most ran. Others fell. The Moon Knight seemed to geta kick out of it, batling like some gayblade swashbuckler straight from Errol Flynn country...

(What)

"And Another gabardine hits the dust!"

(What?)

(I'mma play it straight with you... The 1970s language is 100% a thing. It's even better when you remember Marc is from Chicago so all this is probably said with a pretty stiff chicago accent and I'm crying cause I'm trying not to laugh so hard right now. I’ll just let you read through those lines yourself and slap a strong chicago or new york accent on that.)

ANYWAYS…..

Moon Knight punts the guy to the wolf who lets off a little steam on him.

All the bad guys are taken care of. This just leaves Moon Knight and the Wolf in the room alone.

Narration: Fatso hit the floor like rubberized Jello, and when the quivering stopped...it was just the two of us. I growled, softly...

"Now wait a minute, Pal. You 'n me just fought together. That makes us brothers of the blood where I come from... Where's your sense of camaraderie? Even Frenchie's got some o' that."

Marc...

"All right--If that's the way you feel about it, I'm going' I'm goin'! I may've fought you for ten grand--But I sure ain't gonna do it for free...!"

....he jumps out the window.

"And they used to say I was antisocial... I'll send you a bill for the cape, Pal. Ciao!"

(and they did send a Bill to fix that cape. A Bill Sienkiewicz to be exact.)

WELP. I’m sorry to tell you I don’t know if Buck will live or walk again. (I’m sure he’s fine). But this ends Moon Knight in Werewolf by Nigh!

He appears in several things before 1980 when he gets his own official run. He pops in with the Hulk (in that run we meet Randall. Then say goodbye to Randall) and he also gets a few spotlights.

The fact that he was supposed to be a one time villain and in just TWO issues, we got so much characterization and tidbits of back story (I’d love to explore that antisocial comment he made back there.) that they couldn’t help but give him more chances. I swear, in these two issues, we got a better look at Moon Knight than I’ve seen certain OTHER writers give him!

And if I hadn’t of fallen in love with him back when I did, just reading through these couple of issues would have me head over heels. His tenacity, his poor decisions, his repeated trip into the water… This man came out fighting for his life and he’s he went out fighting.

Here’s to you, Moon Knight. The only person in the whole Marvel Universe stupid enough to fight a werewolf for a solid night and then try to make friends with that werewolf.

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The Oh Moment

Based on this tumblr post because of course it is.

Rating: Mature

Ship: Ted/Rebecca

Tags: Reference to kink, prelude to sexual behavior but honestly pretty tame lol, secret relationship

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It was surprisingly easy for Ted and Rebecca to keep their relationship under wraps at work, much to both of their surprise. Apparently, the way they regularly interacted was enough like flirting that their actual flirting went unnoticed. Ted’s extended Biscuits with the Boss was ignored and if Rebecca was more present at happy hours and team functions everyone chalked it up to the team's recent successes.

“So,” Ted said, sidling up behind Rebecca outside of Mae’s, “your place or mine?”

“Ted,” Rebecca admonished playfully, pushing him lightly away from her, “someone might see…and mine, please.”

Ted grinned as he stepped up next to her, letting his finger drag across the back of her hand. “Don’t you think it’s about time folks found out anyway?”

Rebecca set off towards hers, Ted meeting her step for step. They had talked about this a little bit and they had always decided that the attention from the press would be too much. But God did she want to hold his hand as they crossed the street to keep him from getting hit by a car, she wanted to steal chips from his plate at dinner and take him as her date to every gala.

She was quiet until they reached the house, Ted silently worrying he had pushed too far. She slid her key into the door, letting them both in before turning and pinning him against it. She crushed her lips against Ted’s and he was so confused it took him a few moments to catch up. Once he did, he wove his hands into her blonde locks, deepening the kiss. As quickly as Rebecca started it she pulled back.

“After West Ham.”

“You serious,” Ted gasped out, unable to contain his grin and Rebecca nodded. Their match against West Ham was next week.

“I don’t want the news about us to distract. After the game, we can…I don’t know go to dinner or something. Be seen together, no flashy statements or anything.”

“Darlin’ if you wanted to hold my hand you could have just said that,” Ted teased, lacing their fingers together, and Rebecca rolled her eyes but kissed him sweetly.

Rebecca and Ted had had enough game days together to know that they both needed a little space to get their minds right. Because of that, they spent the night separately and the first time they saw each other would be when Rebecca went to the locker room to greet the team. She grinned to see that Ted was looking bright and cheery, with no sign of a looming panic attack, but everyone knew West Ham came with a lot of pressure. Ted was just finishing his rousing coach speech and he met her eyes as she came into the room, not missing a beat.

“Alright, boys, that’s enough from me. Time to hear from our fearless leader,” Ted smiled, gesturing for Rebecca to join him, Roy, and Beard at the front of the room.

Rebecca took a deep breath, feeling the coiled tension of the room, “I don’t want you all thinking about Rupert. Or Nate. Or even winning. Not for your coaches, and not for me. I want you all to win because you can, because you’re all just that talented. For each other.”

Isaac stood and gestured all the men to the middle so they could put their hands together as the coaches and Rebecca stepped to the side to give them their moment.

“For each other on 9! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, FOR EACH OTHER!” As usual, the counting was…interesting, but the energy was infectious. The men headed for the door and Rebecca watched as Beard gave out head nods, Roy slapped backs, and Ted... slapped butts? Her eyebrows raised, having no idea that a smack on the arse was a tunnel tradition. She supposed she usually left first, to beat the boys out of the locker room and to the owner’s box so she'd never seen it. She chuckled as she watched the last of the boys whoop and holler and get their butts smacked as they headed towards the field, Beard and Roy following behind.

She made a mental note to ask Ted about it later as she crossed in front of him to head out of the locker room. And then she heard as much as felt a sharp swat to her own butt.

“Oh,” she chirped in surprise and turned to see a mischievous glint in Ted’s eye. Her face flushed, her mouth slightly slack.

Oh.

“Sorry about that, Boss,” Ted said, not sorry at all, his voice so deep that Rebecca had the sudden feeling that he was nearly hypnotizing her, her eyes locked on his and her feet rooted in place. He moved past her toward the pitch, “Once I get a’swinging it can be hard to stop.” And then the motherfucker winked.

Up in the owner’s box, Rebecca was clearly distracted. Her eyes were on the pitch, sort of, but as the ball moved down the grass her eyes didn’t. She wasn’t sure of the score, or what Keeley had just asked her. Ted’s hand on her arse had thrown her for a loop. She had never been spanked before, it was never something she thought she would like. She was intimidating enough that no one she’d slept with had ever asked or tried, but now…she couldn’t stop thinking about it. She wanted to feel Ted’s palm against her again, wanted the sting that brought her sharply to attention, made her present. She shifted to try to feel the spot against her seat but the sensation had already faded.

“Babe, are you alright,” Rebecca looked around and realized Keeley was now standing. Richmond had scored and she hadn’t even noticed.

“Fine! Fine, sorry I was just… lost for a second.”

“Well come back because we’re fucking kicking Rupert’s arse,” Keeley yelled in Rupert’s general direction and Rebecca gave her a small smile.

AFC Richmond beat West Ham 3-2 and Rebecca was the first person out of her seat to head down to the pitch. Keeley tried to keep up with her long-legged stride and both of them left their heels somewhere near the locker room to move even faster. Keeley found Roy first, was swept into the group of cheering men and into Roy’s arms and Rebecca craned her neck to find Ted, who was shaking hands with Nate and Rupert. She ran for him and he saw her coming as Nate and Rupert turned away, jogging to meet her in the middle of the pitch. He pulled her into a hug, chaste and professional, but when he released her she fisted his sweater and dragged his lips to hers.

The crowd around them went wild and Rebecca knew they must be up on the screen but she didn’t stop, just tilted her head as Ted’s hands found her waist. Finally separating, Ted’s eyed her with joy and confusion.

“Well, that wasn’t what we discussed,” Ted laughed, referencing the plan of being seen in public and maybe holding hands. “What was that for?”

Rebecca gave Ted a pointed look, one that he’d become incredibly familiar with over the past few weeks, “I’ll tell you at home.” Ted grinned and took her hand, waving at the crowd as they made their way back to the team.

Ted ->

#ted lasso #ted lasso x rebecca welton #tedbecca #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic #quick blurb

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stealther-gurl · 3 years ago

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Okay great!

So can you please do a request where Roy is still on the team and has a huge crush on f!reader but is always standoffish because yk, clone or whatever, but then one day he sees someone else flirting with her so he gets jealous (in a healthy way) and confesses?

Thank you!

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Quick apology anon because you were so sweet with your asks and I repaid with radio silence but I hope you enjoy this piece, short as it may be <3

"Your face is as red as your moniker, my friend," Kaldur chuckled into his mug of tea.

"Is not," Roy muttered, though there was no energy behind his grumbling. He was still focused on you as you danced around the kitchen to some pop rock song, waiting impatiently for the cookies to be done. You were far from American Idol worthy, but it might as well have been a siren song the way your voice haunted his dreams as well as his every waking moment. And Kaldur knew it.

Kaldur shrugged, and nodded to Wally as Kid Flash paraded into the kitchen, "Whatever you may say, my friend."

"Hey sweet cheeks!" Wally crooned.

"Sup, Wall-man?" You tossed your batter-covered microphone (read: spoon) into the sink.

"My heart rate, for one," Wally wiggled his brows at you as he began gathering condiments and ingredients for his patented colossal sandwich.

"Oh, are you okay?" You asked.

"Never better, babe." Wally's nicknames never phased you. He flirted with everyone, there was no heart in it, but you wished that some of Wally's confidence would rub onto Roy. With his cursed skill with arrows, it was safe of you to sat that he'd successfully avoided being pierced by Cupid's.

"Are you gonna save some for the rest of us?" You asked as Wally piled ham, turkey, and three types of cheese on his bread in a very specific pattern.

"You know I'd do anything for you, beautiful!" To prove it, Wally set aside two slices of bread, meat, and some cheddar for your own sandwich.

That made something in Roy snap.

He marched across the common room, and inserted himself in between you and Wally.

"Forget him. I'll take you out to a proper meal."

You felt the heat rush to your cheeks as Wally's grin stretched across his face looking between you and Roy. Over on the couch, Kaldur spat out the sip of tea he'd been unfortunate to be drinking.

"R-Roy? Are you...are you asking me out on...on a date?"

#lizart writes #roy harper #red arrow #roy harper x reader #red arrow x reader #young justice x reader #young justice fanfiction #young justice #anonymous #will harper #will harper x reader #lol I have no idea if it's supposed to be tagged as roy or will so i covered both bases???? don't hate me plz????

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bringingglory · 3 years ago

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thank you so much for the tags @hanamuri @fullmetalscullyy @megthemighty @nightofnyx8 @tsaritsa !

How many works do you have on AO3? 11! some are botw, one is tdiapt, some are fma, and some are haikyuu! i mostly just write for whatever im interested in at the moment/whichever fandom inspiration strikes for

What's your total AO3 word count? 101,939

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Keep Your Friends Closer But Your Enemies Closer - T: ahhhh my miraculous ladybug fic! ive literally been working on her for FOREVER and i swear to god im going to finish it, i literally know how i want to end it and i know all the events leading up to it. hell, i even have a vague idea of what i want to happen in the middle, i just need to know what order the middle stuff happens in and also i just have to write it. It's an AU where Ladybug and Chat Noir are actually enemies but then Chat Noir accidentally befriends Marinette and then drama etc etc etc.

rain - G: first zelink fic babey! set Pre-Calamity and basically link and zelda get stuck in a cave because of the rain and there's just a lot of quiet pining, etc etc.

Your Friendly Neighborhood Oikawa - T: HAHAHA this was a crack fic inspired by my roommate but then i forgot it was supposed to be a crack fic while writing it and there are accidentally real emotions alkjdfalksdf but anyway it was very fun to write lmao. it was based off this meme and basically it's an AU where Oikawa is Spider-Man and Iwaizumi doesn't know but they still like hang out and stuff. It's a lot of fun, or at least I think it is, haha.

stolen moments - T: first royai fic!!! just a series of "stolen moments" (mic drop) where roy and riza like cant be together but yknow, they try. lots of pining. etc

a secret weapon of sorts - T: 5+1 edwin fic inspired by the Simple People OVA where instead of ed giving winry earrings to get out of trouble, he gives her kisses.

Do you reply to comments, why or why not? Yes! I try really hard to!!! Sometimes I get overwhelmed and I don't respond to comments for a while, but I absolutely do my best to when I remember because I feel like it's my way of saying "thank you" for them reading my fics in the first place, haha.

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? Uhhhhh, sleepless I guess? But it's more open-ended/not explicitly positive more than anything, though even then I feel like I've got a hint of hope in there. alkjdfhalsdk idk man I just, I can't write *pure* angst, there's gotta be some light, and thus I could never end anything angstily

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending? LMAO most of my fics??? I guess??? bc despite being an anxious piece of shit, I am an optimist by heart

Do you write crossovers? If so, what's the craziest one you've ever written? When I was younger! Idk, I guess the Rise of the Brave Frozen Tangled Dragons fandom??? if anyone remembers what that is lmao

Have you ever received hate on a fic? Not exactly? Maybe some weird comments on KYFCBYEC but even then, it wasn't that often.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? No no no no no no no no. I am telling you, I physically cannot write smut. I don't think I actually have the capacity. Absolute fucking kudos to every single smut writer out there bc it truly is an art form capturing that intimacy and emotion and etc, but I literally get flustered from writing mildly detailed kiss scenes. If I ever wrote smut, I would burst into flames on the spot.

Actually lies, I technically wrote smut once, but it was at the request of my roommates and they wanted me to write a crack smut fic of Y/N x our uni's mascot and I wrote that thing in like 3 hours with so many silly memes to keep myself sane (not like other girls, tongues battled for dominance, etc), did not edit it, and because it was so, like, not serious, I was actually able to get through it. But even then, when I wrote "thrusting" I literally had to put my laptop down for 20 minutes.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Nope!

Have you ever had a fic translated? Not yet! Someone commented on Your Friendly Neighborhood Oikawa and asked if they could translate it and I said yes! They haven't gotten around to it yet, but I would love to see it if they do!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Not yet!

What’s your all-time favourite ship? Bro it changes day to day. You can't ask me this lmao. The current ship I'm most fixated on is Iwaoi, but I wouldn't say they're my all-time favorite.

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? I'm not answering this energy. On god, I'm going to finish things. I want to.

What are your writing strengths? uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh very good question lmao. I don't really like thinking about "strengths" in my writing bc who am I to say? akjdslakfjdf idk, instead, I'm just gonna say some things I like/try to do in my writing, which are: conversational prose/having a lot of voice in the narration, I try to add humor wherever I can, and recently I've gotten better and metaphors and describing things bc I picked up writing poetry a year ago!

What are your writing weaknesses? hmmm, a thing I dislike about my writing/the writing process is that I'm slow to publish things and slow to finish things because I'm such a messy first drafter and I also take forever to edit. I would like to uhhhhh get things out faster. Also I tend to repeat myself a lot bc I forget the details of things I write sometimes lmao.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? Hmmm, I dunno, I guess I don't have any strong thoughts? The only other language I know is Mandarin but even then, I suck ass at that, so I'll prolly never write dialogue in another language simply bc I like to try to portray things semi-realistically and I don't think I have a good enough grasp on any other language the same way I do in English to produce authentic enough dialogue.

What was the first fandom you wrote for? Fablehaven I guess? But Idk I was in fourth grade an didn't even know what fandom was yet. Rise of the Guardians, maybe?

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

AHHHH idk??? maybe hold your hand out in the dark because i really experimented with my writing on that one and im sort of proud of the result, just like the fact that i wanted to try something new and it turned out alright. that or Sunset Wheeling which is an iwaoi fic where they just skate, and like it's prolly one of the most self-indulgent things i've ever written because it's silly and they just. skate. but aljdfalsjd idk i loved it and i churned it out in 6 days and it was a lot of fun lol

ahhh a bunch of people have been tagged already, so sorry if im tagging you again, but for now im just gonna tag @niconiconina @notkorras @thatisadamnfinecupofcoffee @firewoodfigs and anyone else who wants do it!

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deadlyglacier · 3 years ago

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20 Questions tag~

I was tagged by @mythicamagic thank you senpai~<3

How many works do you have on AO3?

40 right now, plus 1 that is still hidden because of the SOFA Exchange event. (I’m still a lil fish.)

What’s your total AO3 word count?

486,920! That’s so amazing to me!

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

InuYasha - A Feudal Fairytale (18)

FullMetal Alchemist (18)

Mass Effect Trilogy (3)

Let’s Play (Webtoon) (1)

Kingdom Hearts (1) But I hope to write for many more fandoms in the future! I have ideas for fics for Castlevania, Skyrim, Fallout 4, Last of Us Part II, and more!

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

#1. Stardust FemShep/Garrus, Mass Effect Trilogy, Rated Explicit. A retelling of the Shepard/Vakarian love story, with lots (and LOTS) of sexiness, from Garrus' point of view. Starts from before the Omega-4 and will end sometime after the end of ME3. Trying to stay as true to the game as possible, while adding some things happening off camera and a new ending.

#2. Flamingo Sess/Kag, Inuyasha, Rated Explicit Kagome's method of beating the summer heat attracts a certain demon lord...

#3. Hawk Sess/Kag, Inuyasha, Rated Explicit Kagome and Sesshomaru discover they have a mutual attraction for each other after a battle and a slight comedic incident brings them together. At first their relationship seems entirely sexual, but eventually evolves into something real. What will this romance mean for Naraku? Or even the future? *TRIGGER WARNING FOR CHAPTER 6! MAJOR VIOLENCE AND TRAGEDY* Very, very loosely based on "A Mere Digression" by elle6778

#4. Daisy Sam/Charles, Let’s Play, Rated Mature Sam wakes up somewhere unfamiliar with a splitting headache with no memory of the night before. Takes place right after the S2 finale. First chapter was my prediction for what would happen next, and then three other “wishful thinking” chapters happened, lol.

#5. Chemistry Ed/Winry, FullMetal Alchemist, Rated Mature A look at how the relationship between Ed and Winry developed after Brotherhood ended. Cute, sweet, funny, and hot (eventually—y'all that know me know I gotta have some NSFW in there).

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I try to respond to everyone, especially when a fic of mine has just been posted, but sometimes I just forget. If I haven’t responded to your comment, please know it’s just because I’m a big dumb and forgot! I love getting comments, and I reread them all the time! I just feel like there’s a time limit to when I can respond to them--if I let too much go by, it’s awkward if I reply. Gah, but that’s just me getting in my own head, I guess. I’ll do better!

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Oof, definitely Psychology, a fic I wrote for RoyEdOTPoly this year. The prompt I got was dark, and I didn’t see any way around an angsty ending. Read at your own risk!

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

Well, aside from the last fic, I try to write happy endings for all my fics! But, if I have to name names, I’m torn between Zoology (another FullMetal Alchemist fic, RoyEd, for RoyEdOTPoly this year) and Stardust (my Mass Effect fic, which is long, but so worth it, in my opinion). Both are very fluffy in the end!

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

Argh... I don’t really like crossovers, to be honest. I actively avoid them when looking for fics to read. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t thought of writing them myself. (I’m a total hypocrite, I know.) I had an idea for an Inuyasha x The Sims fic, years ago, that I never did anything with. The premise was basically Inuyasha and Kagome would get trapped in the game somehow (via the jewel or magic or something), and they’d be controlled by Souta, Kagome’s friends, Hojo--all sorts of different people who think the fact that Kagome and Inuyasha are in the game is just some kind of silly mod. I probably won’t write it, so if anyone is interested in that crazy idea, have at it! You have my blessing. <3 I also have a crazy crossover idea for what I call an “Ultimate OT3″ of mine that I’ve mentioned to my friends, but I haven’t actually written down yet: Sesshomaru/Alucard/Sebastian Michaelis. So be on the lookout for that!

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I wouldn’t call it “hate” so much as “mansplaining,” but I have gotten a couple of comments that made my eyebrow twitch on Stardust--both on AO3 and FFN. Just dudes (and I’m fairly certain they were dudes, just from their tone) trying to explain why a certain plot twist wouldn’t work, or tell me how to save Sidonis in the actual game (which I already knew, that person just didn’t read what I wrote). I’ve also gotten a comment on one of my more controversial fics, Hippology, on FFN, where the person asked me if I thought my summary was K-Rated (which, admittedly, it does need to be for the site, and mine wasn’t--because of a single word). I changed it and messaged them saying it was fixed. Going to that commenter’s profile, however, proved to be fairly enlightening... They’re nuts. They have another profile, too. Read at your own risk. Yikes. There’s also a team of people on FFN who make it their life’s mission to report stories with rule violations. I’ve gotten a comment from one of them as well. These people are not mods, they just like to pretend they are--one of them even made their name look official! “CU Administration,” gtfo dude. I also recently got one of my fics removed from FFN. It wasn’t even one of my sexiest ones! They put me in timeout for 48 hours, and when I was finally able to publish something new on the site again, I posted Hippology (my centaur smut), and it’s still up as I type this. (Wonder how long it’ll take them to notice?) And since the fic that got taken down was a SessKag fic, I’m thinking it might have been a petty SessRinner who reported it to the “authorities” of FFN, because another friend of mine got hers taken down not long after mine, and it was also SessKag. Just my tinfoil theory, anyway!

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yes, yes, yes. It’s practically all I write. I do all sorts of smut, from romantic, sensual stuff, to specific kinks, to monsterfucking--all that good stuff. Can’t change me~<3

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

God, I hope not!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don’t think so. No one has asked me if they can translate one, anyway.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet! I’m open to the idea, and I’ve had little discussions with my fic-writing buddies about it, but nothing’s come out of it just yet. Keep your eyes peeled!

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Oh, now come on! I can’t pick just one! But I’ll give you a top 3 (in no particular order, because they change places a lot, depending on how obsessed I am with them at the moment). Inuyasha: Sess/Kag FullMetal Alchemist: Roy/Ed Mass Effect: Garrus/FemShep

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I have a couple of stories that I deleted from my original FFN account that I’d like to re-write and re-post on AO3, but I don’t think I’ll ever get around to it. There were a couple of Inu/Kag fics I had in-progress, and then a Koug/Kag fic. I recently rewrote and reposted my SessKag fic from years ago, Hawk, on FFN, AO3, and Dokuga! So maybe all hope isn’t lost. I’m even writing a sequel for Hawk! All the stories I have in-progress right now I plan on finishing. At some point, lol.

What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, without a doubt. It’s my favorite thing to write, aside from smut, of course--which is another strength of mine.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Descriptions, ugh. I try to do them well, but I always feel like they get stale. So I keep them somewhat vague, because in my mind, I think readers will fill in the gaps themselves whether you describe something immaculately or not--they’ll see what they want to see, and that is totally fine in my book! Or maybe I’m just making excuses, lol. I’ll only describe something in a lot of detail if I want the reader to focus on that--usually an outfit, accessory, or weapon--otherwise, I leave it up to their imagination (I don’t want manipulate it too much, I suppose).

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Wildly unnecessary unless that author speaks the language as well, or if certain words already exist in the fandom’s translations (ex. “youkai,” “alkahestry,” etc).

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Inuyasha, and the fic(s) I wrote in the beginning were terrible. I want to burn all traces of them off the face of the earth. I was in middle school. I was young and stupid.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

I gotta go with Stardust. It’s the longest fic I’ve ever completed at more than 160k words. I was so immensely proud when I typed “The End,” and I was able to say to myself “I did it.”

I tag: @glassesmcfancyhair @willowsrain

#SessKag #RoyEd #SamCharles #Shakarian #Inuyasha #FullMetal Alchemist #Let's Play #Mass Effect #fanfiction #writers supporting writers #q and a #I don't know what else to put so here

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mysticprofessoralienhumanoid · 4 years ago

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Maribat ideas I will probably never write

Now, before we start.

I realize that those may have already been made but I've never seen them and everything here came from my mind. But if you remember the titles, please tell me them or send a link to the stories, I'd love to read them.

This can be whatever ship you want Connorette, Daminette, Cassandra x Marinette, Brucinette... Any ship.

Here I'll refer to them just as the bats or one of the bats, or just choose a random one of them simply because I don't know the exact person that'd fit in the au with Marinette so I'm just leaving it up to you but... yeah.

[And yes, I know I said it could be Connor or Jon or anyone else, and I know they are not part of Batclan but for the lack of better word, just roll with it]

Yes, you can use any of them, but please tag me (i really want to read what you came up with) and include the link to my post so maybe someone else could use any other of these.

And if want to add anything or just brainstorm in the comments I'd love to do it with you, so don't be shy and say what you think (constructive critism only).

Maybe i will update this, but for now feel free to use any of these over 20 (i think at least) ideas I came with in these past 2 weeks cuz i was bored.

And before you start, I'm thinking of making mafia boss! Marinette AU, but i don't know what ship it should be... Suggestions? (Just not the love square please)

Hope you like it.

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Violinist Marinette. The Waynes got invited to a concert in which Mari played a solo. And they're all just enchanted with her talent.

Marinette a Badass Dancer. None of the bats is a dancer in this AU and I don't really have any direction where this would go, but i just had a scene where she kicks their asses even though she doesn't have much (or any) exprience in martial arts. Just her spinning and kicking one of them mid-spin in the face or... somewhere else...

So the scene is a Wayne Gala, right? Jagged Stone dares Marinette to sing a song on a stage (there’s live music band, i guess?). Everyone’s mesmerised by her voice and Jagged can be heard screaming “That’s my niece!” in the backround. I really want her to sing Creep , a cover by Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox ft. Haley Reinhart or Crazy in Love , also a cover made by Sofia Karlberg, though any other song is fine too

Bats and Marinette in a band. That's it. That's the whole AU.

One of the bats is sitting under a tree, all peacefully and relaxed, but then they look up to see a random girl with dark blue hair (??) just hanging upside down from a branch like an actual freaking bat. She gives them a heart attack.

Another Au with singing Marinette lol. In this one Marinette likes to sing in a park every other day and Damian comes here one day and hears her and is like “wow.”, and since then he comes there everyday in hopes of hearing her sing and getting her number. And maybe Luka or Adrien play while she sings, that’d be cool

Guys, Marinette and the Waynes being neighbours. No, but imagine. Them seeing some girl watering plants every week for a month or two and then not seeing her for a long period of time, and they're kinda worried, but then she's back and they're confused, because where the hell she'd been, the house looked like not used and just where the hell was she? Marinette seeing some... Weird things happening in the Wayne backyard. Balconies being in front of each other, so they're balcony neighbours too (the romance, the fluff, even the angst, guys). Marinette going to them with baked goods and introducing herself as their neighbour. Them going to hers and welcoming her with a basket of Alfred's cooking.

Jason has to participate in a dating show because he lost a bet and Mari's one of the participants too...

Duke needs a date to a wedding (i don't know whose, your choice) and Marinette's his best friend, so be my fake date to this wedding?

Marinette as Tim's daughter??

The greatest showman AU. (Sibling dickinette. On the trapeze-)

Forget rouges, superheroes and vigilantes. Underground dancers. Because it's what i need, y'all

So in this, WE is a dance company, and Marinette's maybe an intern in a fashion department. One day Dick's going to one of the practice rooms where's been scheduled a meeting with a designer for his costume for the next show. Instead he's met with a girl he sees for the first time, practically flying on the dance floor. Just as he's about to reveal himself the rest comes and it turns out this is the fashion designer and it seems as no one knows she's an amazing dancer too

Teachers AU + Rivals AU = utter chaos. Them teaching the same subject and competing for their class' loves and/or arguing whose close is better. [Bonus points if everyone's thinking they hate each others guts, but they're secretly dating]

Fencers AU - on the same team on different teams, your choice. (And this honestly suits with Kagami too. I'm up for kagami x bat/marinette)

Damian in the park with Mar'i, but he's having trouble, because this kid has so much energy. How?? Just when he thinks he can take a breath, he notices Mar'i has wandered off and is talking to a young woman, so he rushes there and try to apologize, but she says it's no problem at all. Suddenly this gorgeous girl offers him her help. It looks like Mar'i has taken liking to her and he's so tired, so he agrees and for the rest day watches two Mari's play together and falls in love with the older one. Plotwist: this was plan all along. Mar'i is the ultimate wingwoman.

All the Wayne siblings decided to go to one of those haunted houses for a halloween and there's this petite girl who tagged along their group somehow. They didn't expect to see this tiny girl punching the worker dressed as a monster and knocking the daylight out of him. But it was so worth getting kicked out.

Marinette's a ghost and these four men came to her house and apparently they're doing a ghost investigation?? I mean, she was getting a bit lonely and bored, maybe it's time to "gain some friends" (read: scare the living out of them).

Pretty much the above but with bat/s as ghost/s and Marinette as the paranormal investigator with her team (i honestly want one of them to be Kagami, i don't know why). In both you need to decide who's a skeptic and who believes. It's fun, the ghost is trying to scare them off, but they're stubborn.

Sibling dickinette where Marinette calls her older brother everytime she wants to get out of a date and so he pretends to "arrest" her. (And then maybe dick decides to play a matchmaker and sets her up with one of his adoptive siblings)

Marinette as a lawyer. Her going against LexCorps who framed Wayne Enterprises for something. Or maybe Bruce was accused of murder (that he obviously did not commit) and now she has to prove his innocence. I just really want to read about badass lawyer Marinette, guys

Merlin AU. Is there any AUs with Marinette being Merlin and saving Arthur's ass (I honestly think it should be Chloe, no joke)?

Mominette where she adopts Cassandra. I just imagined them going to ballet lessons together and cooking and now I'm soft.

Marinette got dared by her friends to set a trap for the passerby that involved eggs, toy train and glitter and to then to pretend they're her ex and they cheated in her, and Jason had the misfortune to be that passerby. (Yes, this is probably crack lol)

Tim can rap. Marinette can rap. What could go wrong?? (Yes, this is probably crack too)

There's this girl they see every year when to go on trick-or-treating and she always has the most amazing or scariest costumes. But Damian will not go without a fight and so every year they compete over who has the better costume. This year they just so conveniently dressed up as the famous Halloween couple.

Jon is 17 now and it seems as no one is interested in him. He jokingly tells Damian he supects theres a ghost that's in love with him and they keep away any potential lovers from him. He doesn't know how much he's right. Marinette though, is freaking out.

Marinette decided to take a part-time job at a local pool as a life guard. There's a sudden increase in people coming to said pool but also a dramatic increase in people pretending to drown. Conner is one of them.

Marinette plays a therapist to all of the batfam. The amount of the ridiculous problems she had to listen to... She could write a book and she would make millions out of it, she swears.

"Some say "revenge is a dish best served cold.", then i read "revenge is sweet", so i came to conclusion revenge is ice cream." Huh, so that'd explain the sudden disappearance of ice cream in whole Gotham Jason had been hearing about for the past week from Bruce. The question is, what that petite bluenette is planning to do and who is going to be a victim of her ice cream revenge?

Tim had been in coma for a month after the drug bust, and he has just woken up. The first thing he does? He picks up the argument he and Marinette had been having before he's been put into a coma.

The couple at the place Jason had been at, started making out loudly, so he started making loud noises while eating his ice cream. They stopped. And he got this cute barista's phone number when she was walking past him.

Marinette's at the spa when she overhears two guys betting who can eat more slices of cucumber (that were supposed to be put on their eyelids) and she decided to participate. Safe to say they were all banned from all the spas in Gotham

Can i please get Jason/Duke/anyone making up a bedtime story for Marinette after she woke up from a nasty nightmare? I need it

Every morning and night Marinette pretends to be asleep just so she can feel Damian pull her closer, kiss her temple and whisper how much he loves her

Roy listening to Jason complaining about each first encounter of her girlfriend with his siblings and Bruce. Each is more ridiculous than the one before. He listens to it, after he and Marinette had gone through their own weird af first meeting.

Dick was so busy laughing at the bluenette who'd just walked into a post, he ran into the same post minute later. She asked him out... After she finished laughing and telling him karma's a bitch

Dick likes to think he's the reason Jason and Marinette got married. To his last days he will brag about how at his and Kori's wedding Marinette caught the bouquet, tripped and Jay caught her.

Jason asked Marinette on a date to one of the restaurant the WE owned. Then as a test, he told her he couldn't pay for all the expensive dishes they ordered. She took his hand and they ran out of the building. He's convinced he's going to marry her.

#maribat #marinette x batfam #marinette deserves better #ml salt #daminette #timinette #timari #dickinette #jasonette #conner kent x marinette dupain cheng #marijon #brucinette

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aurora-light-blog · 5 years ago

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“Alone” Titan Fanfiction

Here are my thoughts on season two of DC “Titans.” The major improvement to the series is Kory’s awful hair style. That hairstyle in season one made her look old and with the dreadful attire made her look trashy. Once they got rid of the hairstyle and hooker outfit, the show was 40% percent better lol. I do agree with other fans that the major flaw of this show is the lack of time spent on character development. Also, Dick turning into Nightwing seemed way too long. For a supposed dark show, I found that it lacked grit. I kind of knew that it wouldn’t be dark since the writers used foul language, sex and violence as a crutch instead of weighty deep subject matter as dark. This is the reason why my current fanfiction is lighter than my first one. The beginning of the Jericho subplot was ok. The rest was blah. I must admit that I actually liked the Rose Wilson character. Probably, since I didn’t really know the comic character of her (I read the series before she existed), I had nothing to compare her too. Who knows? Anyway, I am surprised by how much I used her and liked using her in my fanfiction.

Now, the important question, did I like the series version of Superboy? Yes. The innocent version isn’t bad. Though, it goes against their dark theme. They tried to make it up with Lex Luthor’s dark backstory. I would have preferred Dubbilex instead of Eve Watson (betting is going to be a throw away character that we probably either never or barely seen again). I am thrilled that they utilized Krypto, and the action sequences were nice.

How did this affect M’gann? I kept the child soldier aspect, though I put the split personality on the back burner. Interesting thing about severe childhood trauma is the person can behave extremely childish despite their age. So, M’gann gravitated to Conner because his child like innocent, which she had taken from her. It allowed me to spend more time developing their relationship. Of course, I had to have my version of the famous kitchen scene in Young Justice Season 1. Again, I used the JLA comic for inspiration on the White Martian plot. It was tune down from a full invasion to a small assault to kill Martian Manhunter. Most of the event occurred like what happen in issue one to four of JLA comics.

Again, this fanfiction was intended to be a subplot or B storyline. I did introduce Karen (Bubblebee) and Mal Duncan. I didn’t know Mal’s backstory, so I researched it deficient. My story changed it. Karen’s stayed mostly the same from the comics. I simply tied it to the “Doom Patrol.” Blue Beetle was just mentioned in my story (hence no tags). Roy Harper was in it, but I don’t think he needed as much as backstory told.

Behind the scenes, I did have some ideas for HIVE storyline idea, which would involve Jericho’s mom and his brother. It wasn’t included because it went off topic and wasn’t complete formed. It was formed more than Blackfire idea. There was going to be a confrontation between Eve and M’gann. Also, more dialog for Jason Todd had been planned. It ended up being cut from the writing. If there any storylines from my fanfiction, which you want to be continue, please tell me. Thanks for reading it :)

#dc titans fanfiction #titans dc #m'gann m'orzz

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xthelionsdenx · 5 years ago

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GET TO KNOW THE BLOGGER.

Can be used for RP and non-RP blogs to get to know a bit about the person behind the screen!

STOLEN FROM @misplacedheroics!!!!

1. FIRST NAME: Amanda

2. STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF: What isn’t strange about me??? Lmao, in all seriousness...uhh, in my entire life I’ve only been two days without owning being owned by a cat. (Not counting being away at school) ((also not very strange but I blanked and this was the first thing to come to mind?))

3. TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON: Hair, eyes and...shoulders maybe??? Idk.

4. A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF: Bread actually, just plain bread. And roast beef. So roast beef sandwiches?

5. A FOOD YOU HATE: A LOT (picky Virgo here) First two to come to mind: pickles and bacon. Yes I hate bacon, come at me.

6. GUILTY PLEASURE: Why should you feel guilt for something you enjoy? But I guess a lot of the fandom stuff. I do tend to downgrade my involvement to family and most RL friends, but more because they don’t really understand than anything else.

7. WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN: PJ pants and t-shirt

8. SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS: I guess serious relationships. No real experience with either tbh. The few people I’ve dated never really went anywhere lmao.

9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE: If I changed anything I guess it would be convincing myself that art was the way to go from the start and not to waste that year in college for a degree I would flunk. I mean the experience was overall great, and despite flunking my time there was very creative buuuut. The debt from it, yiiiikes lol.

10. ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON: I mean not really??? Definitely not physically affectionate anyways. I need my bubble of personal space thank you!

11. A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN: I’ll go with a series...a trilogy technically. Lord of the Rings. The visuals, the effects, the everything.

12. FAVORITE BOOK: TOO MANY TO NAME

13. YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE: Cats, always cats. Though I suppose maybe I’d go for a wild one then...idk? (no Squall, no lions)

14. TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL]: LAGUNA/RAINE FOREVER AND ALWAYS!!!! Other fave ships include Roy/Riza from FMA, Kurogane/Fai from TRC, uhh...considering how much Marvel has taken over my life recently, Clint/Tony. And...Squall/Seifer/Rinoa (that way I have something with this blogs muse haha. Also StrifeHart is a biggie for me as well!)

15. PIE OR CAKE: Cake, only exception is my Uncle’s pumpkin pie

16. FAVORITE SCENT: Rain and snow

17. CELEBRITY CRUSH: Uhh...none current really. I’m too lazy to keep up with movies/shows anymore XD

18. IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO: Everywhere...preferably places I don’t have to deal with people/crowds much though. Or actually cold places. Alaska, Antarctic...give me snoooooow. (Started to steal your answer but veered waaaay off lmao)

19. INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT: Like 90% introvert. Given someone I like I can babble with no end but around more than a handful of people I get uncomfortable.

20. DO YOU SCARE EASILY: Not really??? Most horror films and things bore me, since most are rather repetitive?

21. IPHONE OR ANDROID: iPhone. Haven’t had Android in yeeeaaaars.

22. DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES: Staaaares at her PS4. And her PS2...and everything else. Do I play? Yes, all the time. Do I finish them? NEVER. (I have...issues, okay?)

23. DREAM JOB: Concept Artist or Freelance Illustrator

24. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS: ALL THE ART SUPPLIES. ALL THE LAGUNA STUFF. Umm...more books? Idk. HOW ABOUT ALL THE CATS. YES. I LIKE THAT IDEA.

25. FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE: I don’t really hate any? Or at least none that I can think of atm? Love to hate yes, but not outright hate.

26. FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER: Umm...I’m not active in Dragon Knights anymore really but it’s not like the fandom was ever active anyway. You could count on one hand practically all the people in it haha.

TAGGED BY: STOLEN, I AM A THIEF. A HAPPY TOTALLY GUILT FREE THIEF

Tagging: anyone who wants to do this! Tag me so I can read!

#Out of GF's #I was bored #thus I steal things #lmao

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crazyfreckledginger · 6 years ago

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Batboys x Reader - “A Haunting Case Resurfacing On Halloween Night”

The boys agree to go trick or treating with you since it would be your first time. However, when numerous police officers are called to the outskirts of the city, the boys have to dig deeper into the mystery, leaving you to celebrate Halloween alone. What happens when the murders come your way and the boys become more and more distressed from the information they uncover following the murderer’s past?

A/N: Art found on Pinterest, credits to the author because I can’t find the source! Based off/ Implemented Halloween 2018 into it lol. I also want to thank the two anons that helped me! Even if I didn’t use all your ideas, they gave me so much inspiration!

Warning: A lot of violence and gore (in the second part especially), basically, if you’ve watched any decent horror movie like Halloween, Friday the 13th or even Scream you’re good!

"Guys please, I've never gone trick or treating here!" (Y/N) whined.

"Aren't you too old to be doing that?" Damian grumbled. Dick gasped dramatically.

"You can never be too old for Halloween," He scoffed. Jason rolled his eyes at the interaction, continuing to read the Stephen King book he started yesterday.

"Fine!" Tim grumbled, "we'll take you to Halloween."

"Um, hello, you are both the same age, your elders are supposed to decide that!" Jason mumbled from behind his book.

"And who are our elders?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips. Jason smirked and sent a wink the girl's way.

"Dick and I are, mainly me because-"

"Jason no, that's not even a valid reason!" Dick scoffed.

*****

After much persuasion, you managed to drag Dick as a vampire, Jason as Jason Voorhees, Tim as.... you can't tell what it's supposed. He keeps saying he looks like a witch but it's too similar to Harry Potter. The boys agree with you but Tim keeps denying it for some reason that you will not be looking into.

Somehow, you also managed to stuff Damian into a werewolf suit.

You negotiated with him that he could put a face mask on if he would keep the costume on him. The two elder boys decided to take you guys to the outskirts of Gotham since the atmosphere might have been more pleasurable since it would have been your first time celebrating in Gotham. Dick patiently waited in his police car.

"Did your boss seriously agree that you could use your car on a break?" Jason grumbled, leaning against the window as he took a drag from his cigarette.

"No, but, that's the only car I have at the moment. And stop smoking, there are kids around." Dick slapped his brother's shoulder lightly.

[x]

"Okay, okay, I'll stop after I finish this one," He grumbled, groaning as he looked out of the open window, "I'm bored, when is this over, oh- I know, I'll call Roy to dress up as Freddy Krueger so we can scare the shit out of kids together," The younger man chuckled, taking his phone out.

"Jason no!" Dick scolds, pulling the phone out of his hand, "you're not terrifying kids half to death,"

"But it's fun!" He whined.

"No!"

"Fine, I'll listen to the radio then!" Jason muttered, reaching towards the dashboard and switching it on lazily before relaxing on the seat. He released yet another groan, waving at (Y/N) from a distance house as Tim and Damian followed close behind.

~We've received multiple complaints of violence in the eastern outskirts of the city, any neighbouring officers are demanded to be on scene ASAP~

Both brothers looked at each other with wide eyes, knowing exactly what each was thinking.

"This is bad." Dick nodded.

"Very very bad," Jason agreed.

"I mean we can't just..ditch them..." Dick mumbled.

~Officer down, we need all available units now!~

"Jason, call Tim, we're going!" The eldest started the car, turning on the sirens and racing down the road "Our... other outfits are in the trunk, we can put them on later" The former Robin informed, keeping his calm despite the unpredictability of the situation.

******

"Damian, I need you and Tim up here right now!!" Dick yelled through the phone. Damian groaned, agreeing and hanging up the phone. He nodded as his brother as he looked back to (Y/N).

"Look, (Y/N), we're so so sorry for ditching you on your first Halloween here but we really need to go," Tim stared at her with apologetic eyes.

"Yeah, whatever, have fun," She grumbled frustratedly, watching the pair run off, eyes filled with regret. She shook her head, getting rid of the various emotions that had surfaced within her as her friends left her on her special day.

The girl decided she would make the most of it. It was getting late, only a few children had gone off the street and back home.

But the ambience hadn't faltered in the slightest. The street lamps illuminated the streets. She grinned as she got candy from a small area of houses, eating a few as she walked through a particularly dark area to the next set of houses.

She wasn't too preoccupied with the darkness. But she wasn't alert either. And given what was happening at this moment in time, she really should have been more aware, especially towards the set of eyes that were staring directly at her from the darkness.

******* "This is very haunting!" Red Robin stated through the intercom as he and Red Hood browsed through information about the murderer online.

"Yeah, it is," Dick mumbled through him, walking through the house with two other officers. He winced as his eyes locked with a woman's body that was gruesomely covered in blood.

~The target seems to be moving east according to the increasing reports of violence~

Dick's eyes widen as the radio buzzed on his chest.

"Did you guys here that?" He muttered, walking further into the house as one of the officers searched the gardens and the other crept up the stairs to the first floor.

"Yes, he's heading straight to (L/N)'s area," Robin muttered from the roof, gazing around the house under his Robin's hood.

"I'm heading there right now!" Red Hood informed.

"Without a car? I'm coming with!" Dick whispered before speaking louder, "I'm heading out for the recent events," he held upon the staircase, waiting to hear the officer's understanding. He heard a small mutter and raced out to his car, glancing up at the two figures on a neighbouring house.

"Stay safe," Red Hood grumbled to his younger brother before jumping down, getting in the passenger seat of Dick's police car as the eldest started the car and raced off once again.

******

The girl kept walking on the kerb and walking up to the first house she stumbled upon in the new area. Strangely enough, there was no one around, it almost seemed like all life had vanished but left everything intact. Brushing her intrusive thoughts away, she knocked on the door with a huge grin.

"Trick or treat!" She said cheerfully. No answer. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly before knocking again and placing her ear against the door. Still no answer. Weird, the lights were on!

"Umm, hello?" She asked, accidentally opening the seemingly-unlocked door. A small gasp escaped her lips in surprise as she peeked inside.

"Um hello? anyone?" She questioned, her voice coming out as barely a whisper as her gut was screaming at her to turn back and run. From what? She didn't know... yet.

******

"Where is she?" Jason grunted, scanning the number of kids that were running all over the place they were at earlier.

"I can't see her either!" Dick breathed out.

"What if she got sick of this place and trick or treated somewhere else?" Jason stared at him through his helmet.

"Shit, she either went north or south at that intersection a few meters away, we went past it!" The former Robin groaned, turning the engine on. They drove there, stopping in the middle and staring each way.

"Where do we-"

"No, we split up, we can't take the chances with a psycho out there, you take that way, I'll run this way!" Jason pointed in each direction. Dick nodded, instantly feeling the pressure. The second eldest started taking his gun out to run more easily. He turned back to his brother as he felt his hand clasp on his shoulder.

"Bring her back safe little bird," Dick ordered in a disturbingly calm voice, eyes filled with worry and hope.

"Yeah," Jason breathed out, "you too!" The man nodded, getting out and already shooting down the road as fast as his legs would take him.

"Hello?" Tim's voice echoed in both their ears.

"Yeah?" Dick answered for the both of them as he manoeuvred his big car in the opposite direction of that of Jason.

"According to the documents, his name is Michael Myers. They were transferring him to another Mental Hospital where he would have been imprisoned for life for killing 5 people 15 years ago," Tim continued.

"Shit," Jason cursed out of breath, seeing the very dimly lit area of houses in the distance.

"Okay, Tim and Damian, I need you to get all the kids in the area cleared out right now," Dick ordered again, "we're on our way to find (Y/N)".

Part 2 coming on the 1st, let me know what you think about this so far!

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scienceoftheidiot · 2 years ago

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Find the word tag game

I was tagged back by @littleragondin thank you ^^ and since you said you read my original stuff I tried to find more of it for this one :P but when I found both, I shared both, because why not ? :D

My words were : hands, kind, hope, scream, white

Since it's the second time I do it, I just keep it as an open tag (please show me what you find !!) and here are your words if you want to play: book, beer, dog, friendship, light

(you have no proof I just randomly picked stuff that are around me)(still I like this combo !)

Hands (1) - Like the back of your hand - Original story (one shot, complete)

They had not seen each other in weeks.

Diane had left for a hike - that was the perfect time of year, no tourists and good weather - and when she’d come back, drained, sunburned, and happy, Desden had been in a rush at work and so stressed he’d avoided her.

That was in fact perfect, in Diane’s point of view. Three weeks exactly. Perfect.

She still whined a little, for form. She knew him - if she understood right away and just left him alone, even if that was what he actually wanted and needed, he would feel she was drifting away from him. Even if nothing was less true.

When they eventually met again, Desden had come pick her up at the bookshop. They were supposed to go get dinner somewhere. In reality, they barely managed to take the time to run to Desden’s flat before crashing against each other, kissing as if they had not seen each other in years rather than barely a month, hands everywhere.

No, not really everywhere. Diane made sure to divert his hands from a small spot on her arm.

Not yet. She did however let him expertly undress her and guide them both, still kissing, to the bedroom.

Hands (2) - Royai WIP (codename Hayate)

To be frank, Roy had as much offered to take Hayate out to help her than to check on his lieutenant. Which was surviving. But not in great shape.

Roy was thinking about where he could find a good takeaway soup to have it delivered to her tonight, when Hayate had decided to run after a squirrel.

The squirrel was long gone now, and forgotten, after it climbed a sad looking tree, but Hayate didn't come back.

Roy buried his hands – wearing actual leather gloves, not the light ignition ones – in his pockets and his nose in his scarf, grumbling, angry at this damned dog, at this awful weather, at winter in general, and maybe at his lieutenant for falling sick, just because.

(oddly enough (no) I have lots and lots and lots of "hands" in my wips so I just selected two randomly lol)

Kind (1) - The Old Man - Original story (complete)

He sat down. Today, there were two sandwiches in his backpack, and a bottle of apple juice. He hadn’t felt at ease with the idea of bringing alcohol.

Desden waited, thinking that in this era of cellphones and instant communication, it was some kind of revolution to just wait for someone on a bench, not knowing if they would come. The sun was strong again, this day, and he re-adjusted his glasses on his nose, still tilting his head back to enjoy its warmth. It wouldn’t be that warm for a long while, now.

Kind (2) - Royai WIP - President Grumman's Little Puppet Theater

Hawkeye was just standing there, straight, almost rigid, her arms against her body, hands on the side of her thighs, and looking intently at him. She wasn't smiling. But she was there.

When their eyes met, she relaxed slightly, tying her hands behind her back. She didn't smile, but her eyes did.

This, he managed to mirror, as a wave of warmth rushed inside of him, threatening to make his knees buckle. He blinked, trying to get his bearings back. She blinked in response, steadying him once more.

Suddenly, the rest of the unit was still crowding him, he still couldn't really tell what was happening, but it felt more like support, like pushing him further, than it was stifling. Pushing him towards her. She was his anchor, always had been. And she was still there.

She was there.

He gave Havoc his embrace back, had a nice word and a kind ear for Breda and Falman, thanked Fuery.

And let them push him again, this time intently, towards Hawkeye. They stayed behind him, and he could tell without seeing them that they were moving aside, respectfully talking lower and probably looking away. And he loved them all even more for this.

Hope (1) - Royai WIP (codename Dismissed Roy)

Riza could tell Falman was definitely put off by Roy, in the way he looked at him without moving. After all, he had not seen him since he'd left for Briggs. But, after a quick side glance to her, he took Roy's hand and shook it firmly. Roy was still smiling.

"How's Briggs?"

"It's getting very nice, this season. I don't have to wear gloves anymore. I hope summer allows me to ditch the winter coat."

"Don't hope too much," Miles said sternly, opening his mouth for the first time since they got there. "Mustang. Lieutenant Hawkeye. I thought traveling with a, ah, known face would be a nice touch. And the lieutenant here will also prove pretty useful."

Hope (2) - Original WIP - Flowers

When she even opened the door for him, he wondered if she would go all the way up to pay for his flowers… but the florist came to his rescue, and the lady left.

Too bad. Flowers were expensive.

“Hi, I remember you from last week! No problem with the plant, I hope?”

Scream (1) - Original WIP - Life During Wartime (WW1 AU)

Doctor Durand, as covered in blood as they all were, entered the overcrowded tent and ran towards them. His expression of determination changed to anger when he saw Diane.

"What is she doing here? Get her off my patient."

"I need arms. She's a nurse. She's got work to do."

"She's cursed. Away with you, girl," Durand pushed Diane forcibly away. "I'll take care of this one, and he isn't going to die."

Diane knew better than to contradict the man who was after all their superior. She let go of the already weakening soldier, only to turn around when a loud scream rose, immediately followed by others.

It was like home, where echos sent you back whatever you yelled at the mountains.

Except these echos sounded a lot more dangerous.

“GAS ! GAAAAS !”

Scream (2) - Royai WIP - President Grumman's Little Puppet Theater

The silhouettes were still walking towards him. There were more and more of them, as if the barn contained hundreds, thousands of burning men, women, and children.

Roy wouldn’t, couldn’t move.

The first searing hand caught his left wrist.

Immediately, a hundred more reached for him, his other arm, his legs, his shoulders, his neck, his face. Scalding hot fingers tore at his skin, everywhere, every inch of it, pulling in every direction, setting his uniform aflame.

And all Roy could do was scream. Scream at the top of his lungs.

I’m sorry.

White (1) - Original one shot - Fairy Lights

“I need an explanation.”

Diane came back from the living room into the kitchen, where Desden was finishing a gratin. Nothing spectacular, but the whole flat smelled of the various vegetables and mushrooms he’d previously sautéed. Diane, who often managed to fail boiling pasta, just couldn’t fathom how Desden did it. Stupid gratins became absolutely heavenly when he was the one cooking them. Go figure.

She crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame, watching him place the gratin in the oven. Night had already fallen, and the kitchen was only lit by the light from the living room - a special kind of light.

Desden finally turned around, his face going from pink to green, then to blue - in this light his eyes glowed almost white.

“An explanation for what ?”

“Why someone like you has fairy lights in his living room.”

(Desden might be angery and anxious but Diane is the bluntest woman ever to walk this earth, hi)

White - FMA Royal WIP (codename Swap)

"Oh, shit, what –"

Roy stepped aside, ready to leap outside of the randomly activated transmutation circle –

And found himself in the middle of nothing. A very white and bright nothing.

" – the fuck…"

Narrowing his eye, he looked around, seeing only white until he was fully turned.

He was standing in front of a gigantic, ornamented gate. It was set in the middle of nothing, a big pillar on each side, under a lintel adorned with statues.

The inhumane ways the stone bodies twisted promised nothing good.

#tag game #writing #fic #original writing #royai #wip #original wip #royai wip

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serenagaywaterford · 5 years ago

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random thoughts:

jsyk, Serena swam in the place my dog poops. I hope Fred stepped in it. Die Fred.

(spoilers obvs)

NOT. ENOUGH. JANINE. the only time i cheered out the entire 3 episodes was that one glimpse of janine.

I got to see my girl Alma though which was lovely.

OMG. Can... I just... that scene with Emily walking through the hospital was the dumbest fucking, most American stupid scene ever on this show. It was so fucking cheesy and absolutely 10000% unrealistic. Who actually thought it was a good idea? They should be fired. Or sent to go work on Grey’s Anatomy or something. Not even that shitshow aka SVU would do something as painfully cliched and cheesy as that. Firstly, this show is fucking stupid. Okay. If all this shit was happening, Canada would have got like MILLIONS of refugees. Seeing the cops escort some raggedy refugee would be common af. Maybe it’s the baby thing? Still, Canadians aren’t gawkers like that. We also don’t like embarrassing displays like that. It’s so American it hurts. NOBODY CLAPS LIKE THAT IN A FUCKING HOSPITAL. It’s a quiet place, okay. Also, why don’t any of these doctors have anything better to do? Anyway. I hated that scene so much.

Nick is so boring. So boring. He’s just a wet doughnut. I sorta liked him getting angry at June but also I wish I cared about anything he has to say. Bye Nick Bland. Good riddance.

Lawrence’s one liners? Funny. Lawrence? Disgusting awful psycho. I hate him sfm.

Fred? Also disgusting. I hate him 10000x more. Everything about him is repulsive. He’s so much worse this season. I hate everything about his entitled, poor me, manpain. I hate hearing about any of his feelings. Fucking die already. I found him interesting enough as an antagonist in the show before but no longer. Redundant.

Beth. Too good for Nick. Too good for this world.

Too much staring. I AM SO SICK OF IT. It wastes time. Is redundant af at this point. I’m bored. Stop it.

Moss... um. Honey. I love you but... what the fuck was up with all the over-acting? 302 seemed particularly bad. Like I just can’t take it anymore. Who directed 302? They should be fired too for making her do that. Also, lady from Transparent, what the fuck was up with her acting?

Luke is useless. Like, I get it. I get why he’s a huge damp sulkbaby but I mean. I don’t want to see it? I’d rather just not see him at all cos literally I can’t recall a scene of him not being fucking useless or ignorant. Or half-assing it. I want to like Luke, honestly. But I just... don’t. I love the shit outta Moira and Erin, and I adored Moira/Emily interactions. But Luke? Miss me with his manpain.

Once again, I hate Lawrence. He is no good. He’s so fucking creepy and gross. I do not understand why people like him? And I don’t mean, “I don’t know why people like this character.” I mean, “I don’t understand why people like this person.” As a character, sure, he’s interesting and revolting and does his role well. He’s even got some funny lines and Whitford has great delivery. I mean these people who LIKE HIM. As a person. They think he’s great and a good guy. I don’t get it. Are we watching the same show? He’s a great character and a terrible person. That said, he’s still a dude and I’m not about to say he’s such a great character that I want to know all about him. Nah, bros. I wanna know all about Emily, Moira, Serena, Janine, Alma... and June I suppose but we already have quite enough of her. I don’t care about Lawrence’s backstory or emotional turmoil. I don’t need his perspective cos I’ve seen it before, I know it already. It’s in so many movies, books, and TV. So, he may be a well-written character but he’s not a fascinating one. If we wanna dig around in the psyches of bad people, Serena and Lydia are far more fascinating cos bad women’s stories are so much rarer to explore in any depth.

So, June got her feet lashed to shit again. And then she’s just walking around like no biggie next scene? Did the writers forget the first season when June couldn’t walk at all? All I’m asking is a bit of a limp?

June going straight to the house that just housed the handmaid that ran away with June’s baby seems... well, like complete bullshit. Never.

SERENA ISN’T WEARING HER WEDDING BAND. She’s done. She hates that man and I hate the fact everyone is pushing her to just get over it. Fred... is horrible in literally every single way. Every. Single. Way. (And sure Serena is horrible in some ways, but not nearly the same ways as Fred.) I just want Serena to be free of him. I want her and June to murder his ass. Graphically. That is the only violence I want to see on this show in the future. OMG, I can’t actually explain how much I hate him and I vomit in my mouth thinking about Serena having to get back with him. Even if I know she has to in order to survive. Ugh.

UM. Okay, the “blood against the snow” bit was really interesting. I don’t recall Offred saying that in the book but Atwood brings it up often when talking about red. It was clever to include her own words, just like last season with the “men are afraid women will laugh at them...” bit.

But speaking of weird inclusions: Lawrence reciting book!Offred’s line about how easy is it to invent a humanity for anyone. It was curious they had Lawrence saying that to June, whereas it’s Offred in the book thinking that about the Commander. “He was not a monster, to her. Probably he had some endearing trait: he whistled, offkey, in the shower, he had a yen for truffles, he called his dog Liebchen and made it sit up for little pieces of raw steak. How easy it is to invent a humanity, for anyone at all. What an available temptation.”

My wife, when Nick showed up in 303: “Oh, this prick again!” Just out of nowhere cos we don’t talk about fandom shit. She has no idea the extent of my sick obsession with this show. She doesn’t know how much I loathe Nick lol. She’s completely casual and even she can’t stand Nick. Which is so lovely. And then when he was yapping about going to the front, she just muttered, “Hopefully he’ll die there.”

OH MY GOD. I HATE MEN. That whole Commanders meeting scene made me want to throw up multiple times. It started with the words “shipment of females” and just got progressively worse with every passing second.

Except... LMAO. June: *sees Fred at a meeting* Fred: Hello. June: Hey you see Serena? How’s Serena? Is Serena okay? Serena’s tough. She’s great. She’ll be okay. I love her. *proceeds to do the world’s worst cringe-inducing seduction* I think on some level even Fred knows it’s bullshit.

I love comparing June’s seduction of Fred to her seduction of Serena. They’re very interesting contrasts. She’s so painfully fake with Fred. And only sort of insincere at times with Serena.

Man, Sylvia is a dick lol. LOOK RICHMOND IS HARD ENOUGH TO GET ACROSS WITHOUT YOUR LIME GREEN CAR BLOCKING THE ONE MOVING LANE OF TRAFFIC!!!!!! Jokes aside... I actually really liked that scene of Emily finally calling her. That was touching and the closest I came to actually getting sniffly. Actually no. Traffic on Richmond is no joke. I’m not kidding. That was a dick move, Sylvia. LOL.

June saying Nichole gets her politicianess thing from Serena absolutely fucking slayed me. I don’t even care if she was emotionally manipulating her af, it seemed genuine in parts of that convo. TWO MOMMIES. June used her flashback!June voice at one point. Honestly, these two actresses run this town. You can tell how broken Serena is tho cos she’s oblivious to how manipulative June is being. She’s been aware in the past as soon as June does her whole “Say nice thing, bond over babies, ask for something” method and called her on it. It’s June’s only trick. It’s transparent af. And Serena knows it. Yet, she seems completely wooed now and not at all suspicious. So, when she gets her wits together again, I suspect Serena won’t be so malleable.

I’ve said a bunch of stuff about June/Serena stuff in my tag rants so I won’t repeat it. I just fell in love with it all.

PRAISE BE!!! We didn’t actually have to see a Nick/June sex scene. Behold His miracle! I was so relieved. And then... curiously they continued that love-theme-y music all the way over into Serena’s scene with June and that was not a coincidence.

I know people really like that Boomtown Rats song being the music to the fire... And it’s a jam. But... it’s about a real school shooting and I feel like that’s just a little... off? (Not to mention Tori Amos’ version is better, imo.) I mean, okay, I did some drama courses in university and I did a thing about that song so I researched it all and it just to me doesn’t fit at all. A 16-year-old girl shot up an elementary school. And somehow, call me crazy, but that’s completely inappropriate to use in this scene. I get female rage, etc etc. I get they didn’t want to go super obvious and use a song about burning houses. But considering how EXCELLENT a song they chose for 3x03 with that Roy Harper track you’d think they’d find something better for the bed/house burning. Not only that but the motive for Spencer was ... literally nothing. She didn’t like Mondays and thought it would be fun to kill a bunch of kids--which is the complete opposite of Serena’s motivations. It just devalues it.

I want more of Emily’s journey. This is the first time I’ve actually been interested in Emily tbh. And Clea Duvall is a treasure.

I want a Moira/Emily BROTP. Honestly Moira just seems like the best friend anybody could have?

WHY IS NICK A COMMANDER?! WTF????? Was I just not listening carefully enough? Is he? Cos I don’t really pay attention when he’s onscreen tbh and the wifey was like “Why’s this guy a commander now?” And I was like, “What do you mean he’s a commander?” Honestly, Nick is just like a piece of furniture. I barely notice him onscreen lol. Okay, this has nothing to do with my dislike of him. It honestly does not make any sense. We saw that other Commander only got promoted because his wife got pregnant. WHY THE FUCK WOULD THEY PROMOTE NICK? What on god’s green earth has he EVER fucking done well? Why the shitting hell would they promote a Guardian who, under his watch, has had one handmaid kill herself, another one escape/”get kidnapped”, wife cheat on him then get executed, allow a BABY to get kidnapped, the house get burned down????? All those things seem like Very Bad things and put all together seem like something that would put him on the Wall for being such a shitty employee rather than someone who deserves MORE responsibility. There’s literally no reason to make him a Commander. Just conscript him to the Chicago front. You don’t need a reason. He’s a grunt. Eye or not. I DO NOT GET IT. Fred gets demoted and Nick gets promoted? Nahhhhh mans. Not buying it.

So little Nick. I love it. I want zero Nick, but this’ll do. I’ll even put up with him being a Commander (LMAO) if it means he goes away for a while.

Lawrence calling out June’s terrible seduction technique (it is really bad), and calling Fred stupid = :}

OK BACK TO THE BURNING WATERFORD HOUSE... i cannot abide how SLOW June is ALL. THE. FUCKING. TIME. Like, she shows up in Serena’s little pyromaniacal bedroom inferno and is like “COME ON!” and pulls her out of the room in what appears to be a hurry. Then as Serena and Rita are rushing out June just fucking stops and starts staring at all the smoke as if she’s on fucking shrooms. Then there she goes on her bullshit... Hey, bish, the house is literally burning down cos your crazy ass soulmate set fire to her own life and maybe you should leave. No? Not interested? Sure, stand there. Feel up the walls like I did once on MDMA. Makes total fucking sense. TAKE YOUR TIME WHY DON’T YOU? Why not? It just reminded me of 2x13 when Rita was saying “You gotta leave NOW!” and June just took it upon herself to carve a bunch of shit onto the wall for no goddamn reason.

OKAY. I WAS RIGHT. The other night when I was like, “I think I know that beach.” I do know that beach!!! My dog likes to take dumps right where Serena was. (I clean up after him, don’t worry.) I can point out that beach on a map if you want. There are also heroin needles and ticks in the bushes. There is literally a water treatment plant 200m away. I go swimming exactly where Serena was and once a dead fish floated by and I had to wrestle my dog away from it. I have been swimming there a lot. It’s nice in the summer. HOWEVER, poor Yvonne in her drysuit doing that in fucking November or whatever. This lake is fucking cold even in summer sometimes lmao. Like, I’ve spent so many hours right in that spot... cos well, I used to live right up the road so duh. Of course now that I don’t live there now and it was winter so why would I take my dog swimming, that they decide to film there. OF COURSE.

Speaking of filming, not that anyone cares, they were at the St Lawrence Market at one point. It was so obvious. Wasn’t really paying attention to any of the other locales tbh. If I watch again and pay attention I prolly could pick out a few more but honestly the only person that entertains is myself.

I still can’t believe Serena was being reborn on dogshit/dead fish beach.

#spoilers #no tags cos i don't want it in search

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emsartwork · 6 years ago

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Some asks!

1. Thank you! honestly a lot of the reason why ive produced so much for this show is because everybody is really involved and supportive. I’d love to develop my own show but also ayyyyyy ignio strafi my main man hmu whenever you wanna reboot the sparkly babes. @iamanemotionaltimebomb 2. Thank you!!! i love giving characters defining traits, and even though i understand it makes animation harder/more time consuming i think it really adds to the show. 3. i didn’t do anything to them?? i think tumblr was like.... glitching out with some of my posts tho cus i would look for stuff i had saved on my personal blog and not be able to find things i knew should be there so it might be that. I’ll go back in my archive and make sure its tagged appropriately tho 4. personally i think the fairy forms top off power wise at enchatix, and then its just changing uniforms for different jobs. like you wouldn’t wear a lab coat to fight a fire and you wouldn’t wear a fire suit to mix chemicals 5. So if the island is big or has actual seasons(ex. Britain, Japan, fuckin Australia/New Zealand technically) they would just be either Silva or Mare Lynpheans. but i could see small tropical islands having their own subset yeah, @just-kairi

6. Not a bother at all! I’m planning on doing a full villains set as the next thing, im glad people are looking forward to it ^-^ 7. I’m gonna be doing the pixies for sure! I haven’t watched pop pixie at all, but for a while there I thought pixies were all female and elves were a separate all male species lol, i might just do that since the pixies are supposed to reproduce asexually(i heard??). @weirdghostly (i can’t tag u???) 8. yes! when i did believix redesigns i didn’t really think about it but I’m planning on revisiting them and adding sophix/lovix and the alternate wings. 9. I don’t actually.... I’m already running one webcomic and i’m not much of a writer lol so i haven’t really mushed everything together for my winx ideas. I’ll probably do more short comics for it in the future tho! 10. omfg yes i love those designs when i was gathering references for sirenix it was sooooo hard to to use those because theyre so beautiful. Yeah it would prob have to be a commission just cus i’m swamped with other things rn :/ @hug-all-platelets 11. i mean ya ur right they just never should have killed nabu(is he officially dead or pulling a sleeping beauty on all of us?). As much as I would have loooooooved aisha to remain single because how awesome would that be, it would be a little weird to have her be the one winx member to not be involved romantically, because i mean. there is that stereotype/meme of “strong independent black woman who don’t need no man”(closely related to the “sassy black woman” stereotype) which is Problematic with a capital P, but regardless, nex and roy showed up. i honestly think the love triangle was resolved pretty quickly considering how long rainbow likes to drag relationship drama on? but yeah poly aisha/nex/roy would have also been cool. I think the reason she chose nex is because he “proved” himself, he ultimately had more perseverance and passion than roy, which is something i think aisha would specifically look for. shes strong physically and personality wise, she would want to be with people who can keep up. 12. Both! Riven is the tallest specialist, and musa is the shortest winx. i am....... very partial to height difference....... For their relationship, i think they wouldn’t even start dating until like season 3 era at the earliest.(this is partially why season 4 is so rough for them, its a new relationship) a lot of their issues would stem from their attachment issues and how they respond to insecurity. Riven’s mom left him, just fucking dropped out of his life while he was a young kid, leaving him with (in my universe) an emotionally distant and dismissive father he could never please. So Riven responds by pushing people away before they can reject him, becoming controlling, or dismissing them in anger and pretending not to care about their opinion. Musa’s mother was taken away from her by illness. I think it happened in musa’s early teens, since it’s clearly still a tender subject in the first season. A parents death is painful no matter the circumstance, but a sickness that slowly steals the person you love away from you must be incredibly painful. As a result, Musa experience a lot of anxiety about the people she loves leaving her(whether by their choice or not), and becomes clingy, emotionally demanding, and sensitive. When Riven pushes her away Musa tries to push her way back to him, when Musa wants Riven to act certain way or do something (even if its irrational and she is at fault) Riven dismisses her needs because it means he can keep himself safe from failure. They have similar problems but the way they respond to it ends up escalating every issue. They do eventually grow and become vulnerable with each other. I think that riven still left at the end of season 6, but they didn’t exactly break up, they both recognized that Riven needed some time away from the specialists to work on his own shit and gain confidence in his own skills, so it turned into a low key long distance thing. (if he hadn’t come back in season 8 they would just decide to break it off but lol he’s back) anyways..... enjoy this essay lol

#askems #Winx #winx club #winxems #not art #anonymous #iamanemotionaltimebomb #hug-all-platelets #weirdghostly #just-kairi

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supremenadeem · 6 years ago

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‘get to know me’ tag meme (i’ve been ruined i saw those words as g-no-me tag meme)

i was tagged @meatkasa

Relationship Status single

Favorite Color anything bluuuueeeee some purples and some blue-ish greens

Top Three Ships roy mustang x riza hawkeye (fma:brotherhood) diana x akko (little witch academia) mirai x akihito (kyoukai no kanata)

Last Song ・－・・－－－・・・－・ by 「ShibayanRecords」

Last Movie Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse

Nicknames nad33m, brown brother, nad 33 metres (courtesy of discord text to speech). most people don’t give me nicknames

Zodiac gemini

Height 5′11 king of manlets

Hogwarts House hog is haram

Sexuality straight i think

Last Thing Googled i think i googled something about brexit

Favorite Musician i dont know musicians i will be completely honest, i liked the iron maiden vocalist though

Followers not many

Following 498 a lot of these are inactive as they moved to twitter

Get Asks? like 4, the ones that i got off the top of my head was a friend sending me a positivity chain ask thing which was very nice, and one was a red vs blue thing, and the other was asking about kibou LOL. asks can be fun but it’s probably for the best i don’t get many.

Amount of Sleep variable, usually i don’t have too much sleep though

Lucky Number 2 and 7

What I’m Wearing shorts, and a t-shirt

Dream Job novelist or game designer. i’m not some sort of profound mind but i do think i have some ideas that people might like, some of which can only really be properly experienced through the interactive medium of video games, however i stopped reading a bunch after primary school, and i’ve only really made mods for games. most importantly is that both of those jobs aren’t undying passions for me AND selling a product is more than just the quality of the product,i’d need a really good business sense and a bunch of luck, i wouldn’t survive in those industries. so just something that isn’t too emotionally or physically taxing i suppose.

Dream Trip my dream trip initially was to meet muhammad ali, he passed away unfortunately, so idk. akhibara with the bros sounds like a good one though, as cheesy as it sounds i’d really love to hike somewhere “in nature” with a lover.

Favorite Food burgers, curry (jalfrezi, kidney bean & chicken curries), proper british chips, chicken/lamb donner, lamb samosas, mangos, raspberries, grapes, bananas.

Instruments none lmao

Languages english, bangladeshi (sylhet dialect), i was really interested in french and german because i had a wonderful teacher but i switched schools and had an awful teacher that mismanaged my coursework and as a result my grades capped at a fail so i just lost all interest

Favorite Song uhhh hard to say? a lot of the songs i listen to are video game osts so a chunk of the impact is lost if you didn’t first hear it alongside the game. but easily among the best soundtracks i’ve heard is the halo (1,2,3,odst,reach) sound track, i know the consensus of these games are mediocre at best but seriously it is good.

OH i’ve been watching/listening to the RISE cinematic released by riot games a bunch recently, the song is solid but the music video is fucking fantastic. the music video is based on the events of the 2017 League of Legends World Championship, it’s visually beautiful and makes me so hyped because it contained many of my favourite players. As a song it’s good, but the entire music video experience gets me pumped like nothing else.

Random Fact i really like lifting people, i have no clue why, for a while i kept strong so i can hug and lift my youngest sister and spin her around effortlessly she finds it fun but i haven’t done that in a while

Aesthetic uhhhhhhh i really like intense colour use so the psychadelic sort of aesthetic is cool, cute things are nice, anything that makes a cool use of blues i like

anyone who sees this and wants to fill something like this out, tag me, i’m interested to see what you answer!

#ask game #long post

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mshellbrat · 7 years ago

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Hey guys! Sorry for the wait but life is super super busy and stressful right now. This is the second chapter of my second story in the “Anything” verse...my Olicity Arrow/BTVS xover verse. I hope you like it and I would love to know what you think! I’m also feeling completely scatterbrained so please excuse any typos...lol.

Also, if you would like to be tagged when I post new work please let me know!

Chapter Summary: The tour of the Slayer Headquarters continues and Felicity faces her first challenge from her slayer sisters.

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!...except my original characters... :-)

Here goes!

The situation was somewhat awkward. It was a first meeting and she'd brought along two notorious American celebrities. Besides, she was Felicity and she was awkward on a good day. This was before you added in the bonus of her half-vampire cousin. Then Meredith actually arrived and was forced to endure their questioning and vetting process and then there was 'The Shirt'. Meredith was never going to stop whining.

“WHY must I wear this?” Meredith continued to grumble even though the rest of the group had taken to outright ignoring her now. She yanked at 'The Shirt' she was being forced to wear. It was a bright red t-shirt with the words 'DO NOT SLAY' written on both front and back in bold white print. Meredith was not amused. “I'm a geek, you know? I get the reference. I'm not wearing the red shirt!”

Oliver, damn him, smirked at her. “Actually you are.”

Felicity elbowed him in the side and threw her cousin a pleading look. “They don't know you, Mere. You are in a building stuffed full of slayers. Can you just try to be patient?”

Meredith glared back at her.

“New slayers are called on a regular basis,” Rona explained. “Willow's spell is still active. We're not sure the exact catalyst, but once potentials reach a certain point the spell activates their potential and they become slayers. We've had newbies as young as eleven in the past. Our current youngest is Aline. She's a twelve-year-old from Brazil.”

Felicity took this all in and nodded. She wondered again what made her so deficient that the spell waited until she was twenty-three. She felt Oliver's hand curl around her waist and realized he must have noticed something change in her expression. The man knew her too flipping well.

“The majority of them are quickly located via the Witches' Council and shipped here for basic training and instruction.” Her expression when she faced Meredith was serious. “But these are still very young girls who have supernatural abilities and instincts. Those instincts will tell them that you are the enemy. That shirt is to keep you from getting jumped by the baby slayers. The distinction between Possessed and Traditional, as well as between full-vampire and half-vampire, is still beyond most of these girls.”

Felicity frowned. “But I'm a baby slayer, right? I've only been called a couple of weeks. I wouldn't have attacked Meredith even if she wasn't my cousin.”

“You're also a mature rational grown woman,” Rona stared at her in disbelief. “You're not a pre-teen who just got turned into Supergirl and thinks she can blindly follows her instincts.”

“And your training has been unorthodox,” Riley added. “Your mentors are Pures. A dear friend turned out to be a witch. A half-vampire is your cousin. You've been exposed to things these girls have not.”

“They've been sheltered,” Rona agreed. “We don't even consider placement on one of our field slayer teams until a girl has reached sixteen-years-old. They're only exposed to the supernatural under very controlled settings.”

Meredith huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. “Fine, I'll wear the damn shirt until they get use to me.” She pointed her finger at Rona. “But I'm not going anywhere. Felicity is my responsibility. And,” her lips curled, “I'm not afraid of a bunch of rabid pre-teen girls. I'm meaner than them.”

Felicity shuddered and made a pained face. “I remember you as a pre-teen girl and you were probably meaner than them back then.” If the slayer remembered correctly, there'd been an incident with Meredith's friend group, some poor boy, and them doing a song and dance of “Bye Bye Bye” by NSYNC in the school hallway that led to her cousin almost getting expelled.

Meredith grinned. “Exactly.”

Choosing to ignore that, Rona pushed open the door to a massive and impressive training room. Felicity would have been gaping...except honestly the one under The Bronze was pretty impressive too. Her expectations were set somewhat high by this point. Still, it definitely beat their training equipment at the lair so that was something.

“Wow,” Thea muttered. Thea, who had not as yet seen the facilities under The Bronze.

Felicity nodded and smiled and tried to look really impressed. Oliver looked pissy. She could practically feel him thinking about upgrades he could make to the lair. She squeezed his hand where it was still wrapped around her waist to distract him and then noticed something. “OH! Salmon Ladder!” She hopped excitedly and pointed it out to Oliver. That made him crack a smile which was totally worth the embarrassment of everyone else looking at her like she was a little special.

“You do realize you are perfectly capable of doing the salmon ladder yourself now, right?” Oliver leaned close and spoke next to her ear.

Felicity rolled her eyes. “Not nearly as much as fun. I prefer the spectator role on that one.”

She could feel his breath on her skin when he spoke again. “Maybe I want to watch you do it.”

The slayer snorted. “You just want to watch me bust my ass.” She turned to look at him and noticed the heat in his stare. She gulped. “Or...you know...not?” And then he grinned...and Felicity bit her lip nervously because he was not supposed to look at her like that...or at least not in public! Bad Oliver!

“Could you two stop it?” Thea drawled and made a face. “I'd like to keep down my lunch.”

“Preach,” Meredith agreed.

Felicity pursed her lips and turned determinedly back toward the front. “There is nothing to stop.” She lifted her brows and looked to Rona. “Can we continue the wonderful tour?”

Rona was frowning at Oliver. She dragged her gaze back to Felicity. “The Bitchettes are gonna hate you. Hell, I've already got a hot boyfriend and I almost hate you.”

Felicity frowned confused. “Huh?”

“I refuse to hate you,” Macey told her happily. “Because I'm nice and you're CUTE!” She leaned closer to Felicity and lowered her voice. “I'm totally gonna drool over the man candy though.”

Felicity just nodded and went with it. “Sure.”

Rona sighed and rolled her eyes. She waved around the room. “You obviously seem to have some idea of training equipment and layout. Not surprising when you've been training with Pures.”

“I wish I got to train with Pures,” Macey grumbled.

“Hand-to-hand, close combat weapons training,” Rona pointed out the different areas, “strength and endurance.” She paused and looked at Felicity to make sure the new slayer was keeping up.

Felicity forced a big smile and gave her a thumbs up. “It's not a big tire you can beat with a sledgehammer, but I guess it'll do.”

Thea snickered and Oliver poked her in the side.

Macey frowned. “Dare does that?” Then she tilted her head to the side and her eyes lit up with interest. “Does he do it shirtless?”

Felicity and Thea both snickered at Oliver's expense.

Rona glared at her blonde companion. “Macey, could you try looking less like a boy-crazed ditz? Focus!” Once the blonde huffed offended, Rona looked back to Felicity. “I've called some of the slayer captains in to meet you. Maria should be rounding them up now. Once we get the introductions out of the way, they can break it down to their teams so they know who not to slay,” she notched her chin toward Meredith, “and who not to climb like a tree,” she looked pointedly at Oliver.

“Slayer captains?” Felicity wondered.

“We split the girls into teams,” Rona explained. “Senior slayers are chosen to head up the teams and supervise and mentor their team members. We can't all just look to Buffy. We needed a functioning hierarchy and chain of command.”

“Will I be assigned to a team?” Felicity asked. She really didn't know if she wanted to be assigned to a team. Would she be getting ordered around by a teenager?

Rona grinned. “No, Felicity, you're here as a courtesy. You have a life back in Starling and we're not messing with that.”

“You might end up leading a team,” Macey pointed out. Felicity looked at her wide-eyed and Macey smiled like that was good news. “You're protecting an active hellmouth. When things start getting all hinky you're gonna need help. Buffy will probably assign you slayers.”

THAT did not sound good. THAT was not good news! Felicity gulped. “But...”

“There are two slayer teams in Edencrest,” Meredith added with a look at her cousin, “one run by Elise Stephens and the other run by some chick named Kennedy. But it is the biggest current active hellmouth. They need two teams. We don't.”

Rona looked Meredith over surprised. “You know slayers?”

Felicity waved that off because she didn't CARE about catching Rona up on Meredith's backstory. “I don't need slayers!” she insisted. “I have Dare and Cross and Meredith and Oliver and Thea and Roy and Case and Digg!”

Rona shrugged. “We'll see.” And that didn't sound nearly definitive enough for Felicity. The last thing she needed was super-powered teenage girls to start showing up on her doorstep and looking to HER to lead them!

“I've been a slayer less than two weeks!” She stomped her foot in a fit of pique.

Oliver pulled her back against his chest and rested his chin on her shoulder. He hugged her to him. “Felicity, breathe. We'll handle it.”

Felicity ground her teeth. “Fine! But if they start showing up, YOU get to lead the slayers. I'll swap you for Roy.”

Thea laughed out loud. “Can I tell him that? I'm pretty sure he'll be down.” She pulled out her phone and started to text her boyfriend. “He's still terrified you're gonna stick him with Team Lance. He'd rather face certain death every night than take orders from Laurel.”

Felicity's eyes narrowed. “Laurel does not get to give orders.”

Thea snorted. “Someone might want to remind her of that. She texted Roy what time he needed to be at the lair for a team meeting tonight. He threatened to go back to jacking cars to get enough money to buy himself a plane ticket to London. He says he's officially Team Supernatural.”

“He is,” Felicity said. “Roy goes where you go.”

Thea smiled at her affectionately. “There's a reason I like you.”

“Aww...” Macey leaned up against Rona and spoke softly, “they have their own little team. They have a Scooby Gang.”

Rona shook her head. “I don't even want to know.” She cleared her throat to regain everyone's attention. “If you'll follow me, we can wait for the slayer captains in the conference room.” She turned to lead them forward toward another exit.

The slayer captains were...an interesting lot. Some were sugary sweet and eyed them like they were lollipops (males and females), a few were openly hostile and obviously believed everything they'd ever read about Oliver and Thea, a couple were pleasant and interested, and the rest were outright bored and irritated at the waste of their precious time.

Felicity was exhausted just from meeting them all...and these were just the captains! She looked at Oliver feeling overwhelmed. She winced as she caught his expression. Oliver's unaffected and charming playboy mask was wearing thin. His eyes and mouth were tight. If they were back in Starling, Felicity would be worrying about the furniture and the training dummies.

“I think we broke him.”

Felicity looked across the table and into the eyes of one of the most hostile of the group. Lex, if she remembered correctly, was a seventeen-year-old slayer with short cropped sandy brown hair and thick-lashed brown doe eyes. Her features were, in fact, so delicate and feminine that even her boyish haircut couldn't distract from them. Unfortunately she was also as mean as a snake and she'd spent the last ten minutes sharpening her tongue on Oliver.

“Back off, Cujo,” Meredith finally growled at the teen from Felicity's other side. She leaned across the table toward the younger girl. “Ollie's trying to play nice and he's too much of a gentleman to call you out as the bitch that you are. I suffer no such conscience.”

The slayer blinked at her and shrugged. “I was only checking my facts.”

Meredith rolled her eyes. “You were throwing every dumbass stunt he's ever pulled up in his face. You don't know him from Jack. Keep your venom to yourself.” Then she realized what she'd said and made a pained face. “And now you've made me defend OLLIE!” She pointed her finger at the girl. “You are on my shit list!”

Thea glared at the girl from Oliver's side. “You do get that tabloids lie, right? Even if you did have the right to judge my brother, which you don't, half that shit isn't even true.”

Lex leaned back and crossed her arms over her chest unimpressed. “Maybe you're right. Maybe he isn't the waste of space the tabloids make him out to be.” Her eyes hardened. “But that sure as hell doesn't mean he belongs here.” She leaned back forward and seethed at them. “You think this is some game? That we're some tourist attraction you can come gawk at? Let's meet the super-teens and watch them do tricks? This shit is life or fucking death!” She slapped her hand down on the table. “This is the actual battle between good and evil. We are warriors for the forces of light and we are fighting to save the damn world! What the HELL business does some playboy celebrity have here?”

Felicity didn't know where it came from but she was on her feet and leaning across the table toward the younger girl before she could blink. There was a snarl on her lips. She slammed her own hands down and heard the table groan at the hit. “Oliver is here with ME! I don't know who lied and said YOU got a vote on who was and was not allowed in this facility, but I am here by personal invitation of your Slayer General and I could give a FUCK less how you feel about it.” She eyed the girl up and down and something in her roared and snarled to attack. “You think your life is hard? You think you know anything about Oliver and what he's lived through? You think you deserve any more respect than he does? Well, you need to get your facts straight, little girl, and grow the hell up!” She sniffed and looked down at her. “You DON'T impress me.”

The girl shrugged and sat back again but something in her expression looked...satisfied. The blanket of rage receded from before Felicity's eyes and her body tingled with awareness. Her eyes scanned the table and she realized she now had the attention of the entire room. She swallowed nervously...then narrowed her eyes back on Lex. Felicity wondered just how much of that had been genuine and how much was a test. Her face flushed with embarrassment. Great, now she was competing in a pissing contest with teenagers. Her life had reached a new low.

“Right then,” Rona spoke up and Felicity took the excuse to turn her attention to the senior slayer. The other woman was frowning down at the cell phone in her hand. “Our fearless leader says you should all head to training and pass the information on to your teams.” She looked pointedly at several of the captains. “Keep your girls in line. Visitors are to be treated with respect and any complaints can be brought to her.”

The captains all started to stand from their chairs and head for the door. One hung back and smiled toward Oliver. She had long bright blonde hair, cornflower blue eyes, and perfectly applied makeup. She spoke to Rona. “I could give the visitors a tour.”

Rona's expression was wry. “You planning to hit on Finn or the vampire, Laney? Cause everyone else in this group's already taken.” The girl made a face and Rona lifted her brows. “Get to training. No one's interested.”

After watching the blonde huff and leave, Felicity made her way around the table to stand by Rona. She cleared her throat. “I...uh...I should apologize for making a scene.”

Rona snorted and waved her off. “You're a slayer, Felicity. We only come in aggressive. If you don't demand respect around here, you usually won't get it.”

Felicity winced and nodded. “Right. I'm getting that.” She looked back briefly at Oliver. He was still tense, still obviously angry and uncomfortable, and she wanted to do something to alleviate that. She lowered her voice and spoke to Rona. “Is there any way you could show us the shooting range next? Oliver might need to blow off some steam.”

Rona's expression was sympathetic. “I'm sorry about Lex. She can be a hardass but she's a hell of a slayer.”

“I just wish she'd picked on me,” Felicity said. “Oliver already spends enough time beating himself up about his past. He doesn't need help.”

Rona looked like she would have said more, but Oliver stepped up to join them and she painted a smile across her face. “So...how about we check out our shooting range?” She led them to the door. “We've got some cool features that I think you'll enjoy.”

The shooting range was impressive. Of course, Felicity hadn't done much training with ranged weapons as of yet, but she was sure Dare would get around to them eventually if Oliver didn't beat him to it. Felicity could also feel the magic pulsing through the air. She listened vaguely as Rona explained some of the enchantments that their witch allies had placed on the room. No harm enchantments, self-returning arrows and ammunition, smart targets...it was a lot to take in. Still, that wasn't why she'd asked to see it.

She turned to look at Oliver with a grin. “You ready to try it out?” But she fell silent as she found his attention focused elsewhere, a frown on his face. “Oliver?”

He started and threw a small smile her way. Leaning over, he pressed a kiss her temple. “I'll be right back.” He walked forward down the range.

Felicity frowned after him. Even Rona stopped talking to watch him go. The senior slayer moved closer to Felicity and cocked her head to the side. “He okay?”

“Uh...” Felicity was about to shrug when she realized where he was headed. Oliver walked up behind a young girl, a young slayer, who was practicing her archery. The girl couldn't have been more than fourteen with long straight brown hair and awkward lanky limbs. Though she hit the target with every arrow, even Felicity could see that the girl's form was awful. Oliver shook his head as he watched her. Felicity grinned and nodded. “He's gonna be fine.”

“Layla's stubborn,” Rona said as she watched the girl loose another arrow. “She's determined to learn archery, but she missed the sign-up for the latest class. We told her we'd get her worked in as soon as we could, but she's got no patience.”

Felicity watched Oliver fondly as he started to step forward to draw the girl's attention. “She's fixing to get a lesson.” She started walking toward her boyfriend and the preteen.

Rona snorted as she followed her. “This should be interesting.”

Focusing in, Felicity heard Oliver clear his throat. “Move your feet closer together,” he told the girl, “your throwing your balance off.”

Layla lowered her bow for a moment and turned to glare at the stranger. Her face was painted with all the angst that only a preteen girl could carry off. She planted her free hand on her hip. “I hit the target.”

Oliver cocked a brow at her. “Doesn't mean you aren't doing it wrong.”

The girl seemed to consider that for a moment. She narrowed her eyes on the vigilante. “Are you a watcher? I don't recognize you.”

Oliver shook his head. “No, I'm here with my partner. She's a slayer.” He nodded toward Felicity.

The girl looked back briefly at their approaching group. When she settled on Rona her lips drew into a mutinous line. She tossed her hair and turned back to Oliver. “Well then why should I listen to you?” Layla asked.

Oliver huffed a laugh. “Because I may not be a watcher, but I am an archer. And you're never going to hit a moving target unless you correct your form.”

Layla seemed to consider that. Then staring up at Oliver in challenge, she held out her bow. “Prove it.”

Oliver's grin only grew as he took the bow and measured its weight in his hands. He pulled an arrow from the girl's quiver and drew it back to test the bow string. “This is a little small for me, but okay.”

“I swear to god,” Thea whispered to Felicity as she stepped up beside the slayer, “if he says she reminds him of me, I will figure out a way to set his ass on fire.”

Felicity chuckled because she knew the little girl did. Oliver couldn't help comparing little girls to his baby sister. He adored Thea. The younger Queen should just get over it.

Layla put both hands on her hips now and watched Oliver doubtfully. Her mouth fell open in awe as Oliver nailed dead center of the target before turning back to face her and holding back out the bow. “Your turn?”

The girl took the bow and eagerly spun back to face the target. This time when Oliver directed her to move her feet she quickly complied and looked for further instruction. He moved around behind her and helped guide her into the correct stance.

“I need to brush up on my archery skills,” Macey sighed.

Rona snorted and leaned toward Felicity. “You better hope all the other slayers don't hear your boy has actual skills. There'll be a line all the way out the door waiting for his personal instruction.”

Felicity grinned back at the other slayer. “You ain't see nothing yet. That was him being humble.”

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