#mcu oc multiverse saga

[karimac]

...in the details, Part 11

A/N: Warning for this series: 18+ audience (minors DNI), some cinematic level violence, some fluff and angst. Doubt that smut will be involved, but it may be implied. I’ll make sure that is noted clearly if it pops up.

All relationships, at this point in the story, are platonic, but there is romance in the cards for Kari and Bucky.

Please do not repost or translate my work. Likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

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Word count: 3.1k, give or take a word. Not beta read. All mistakes are my own.

Masterlist

That last Flag Smasher lived up to her to name as she sent you flying through the air and crashing into a pizzeria’s brick wall near that bus. You’d been to this Ray’s location, and you felt bad because the guy had just gotten his windows replaced after some idiot tried to rob a nearby bank and used a sonic weapon to make his point. Now that Tony was gone, these tech geniuses started crawling out of the woodwork because they suspected no one could stop them. It was a good thing Wong liked that Ray’s too, and, how did Sam put it? Oh yeah. Wong whammied the jackass to Riker’s Island?

You looked over toward where the kids had been teleported, and you thanked the pantheon those students and their teacher had been safely removed from danger. They’d have quite the tale to tell their pals at Dr. Daniel Bright Elementary School, the Home of the Bears! At least that’s what their shirts said.

You would never have expected John Walker to be the one to come give you an assist, but there he was, remnants of his homemade shield in hand, fighting off another jacked-up assailant who was trying to keep this horror show going.

Before you could feel the back of your head, everything went white, and you suddenly were not trying to get back to your feet on that New York street. You were Goddess knows where, and your sister Dana was trying to get you moving.

“Kari, please. Pete needs healing, and I am not up to it,” your sister said as her hands shook. They were covered in the blood of one Pete Wisdom, cranky Brit spy and current MI 13 agent. A mutant with the power of hot knives coming from his fingertips. But how did you suddenly know all that?

Back home, Dana was never one to rely on the use of magic for very much. Tall and thin with short dark hair and piercing blue-green eyes, Dana would have reminded many of the actress Keira Knightley. She was a lawyer by trade and a badass by nature.

And to top that all off, Dana was long dead. At least back home she was. She’d been killed during a standoff at a court house. Her client was a mystic, and some maniac hit Dana with a poisoned dart that was meant for said client.

She was, in this place anyway, terrified about losing her true love. You could feel the pain radiating off her in waves.

“I’ve got him,” you said as you placed your hands over Wisdom as you noticed many other members of the X-Men in the middle of some bloody brawl against an as yet unseen foe. But if you were seeing this, was their Kari suddenly at the mercy of the Flag Smashers now?

As you concentrated, you felt the pull of your own world and the tug of at least a dozen more. This was all going to pot fast, and you had no idea why all these pieces of you were making you into the human equivalent of taffy.

{{What the hell is Bucky going to think?}} you mused, keeping your thoughts to yourself as much as you could in case a family psionic link was being used. These people might have never met a Bucky Barnes, and you did not need to sit here explaining everything.

He would have gotten quite the laugh out of the spandex uniform you were wearing. Blue and yellow with a red X in a circle on each shoulder. What had possessed you to wear this outfit in this world was beyond you, but you hoped you’d find a more suitable one soon. It drew too much attention for your liking.

“I think most of these wounds are clean and healing,” you said as you looked up at Dana, the small smile of relief on her face worth every bit of energy you put into healing her lover. “But have him checked out when this is over. Pete can be too damned stubborn, so wheel him into med bay if you need to.”

You started to get up, but you turned your head to see if you could figure out which world this was before you got to your feet. Was this the one with Nathan Summers? Or maybe this was the world with Logan Howlett? Steve Rogers? Thor? It always got too confusing when those little shards Merlin sent into the multiverse actually started to make themselves a bit too vocal. It gave you headaches, and sometimes you wondered if it was making you crazy. You would have spoken to Bruce about it, but he likely wouldn’t have had many answers about it. And telling Sam or Bucky anything was out of the question, at least for now.

The ground around you started to shake as a Sentinel, a large robotic killing machine, made its way onto the battlefield, and the world went white again.

“Barnes! Wilson! I think your girl needs a medic!” Walker shouted as he stood over you. It didn’t take long for Bucky and Sam to make it to your side. You knew that much, even if you appeared to be dead to rights to everyone else. The screwy link to Bucky, courtesy of Wanda, still seemed to be quite active in your head. But you were not too certain it was in Bucky’s anymore. Pity that.

“Kari! Kari! Wake up!” he shouted as he knelt at your side while Sam checked for a pulse. You felt his hand on your wrist, and you tried to open your eyes. You just couldn’t at the moment.

When the white haze vanished this time, you realized you were still no closer to home than you were a few moments ago. You hissed under your breath as you looked up at the night sky, the battle dress of your last location now replaced by some Celtic-inspired gown of green velvet. You smiled as you looked over to see both Steve and Bucky, but they didn’t seem to be as pleased by whatever was going on. They were dressed in some sort of modified armor and looked more like men from your early life at the Tara Mount or Camelot than two men from 1940s Brooklyn. Only thing missing at the moment were their horses.

“Are you back?” were the only words Steve uttered before a volley of flaming arrows came over the parapet of the castle where the three of you apparently lived in this world. “Your Majesty?”

Oh, this world you did not like thinking about at all, and that was because you were queen of this place, and you were always more happy being a field general than you were as a member of the ruling class. Living in a tower, be it ivory or stone, sucked.

“No, I am not your queen, but I take it she has explained it all to you?” you asked just as both men pushed you back to the ground as more arrows came toward you. You tried to put up a shield but could not. No powers. This was new and most unwelcome.

“I will try to get her back to you as fast as I can,” you said to Steve and Bucky before the castle shook as a flaming boulder slammed the wall just behind you. “I am so sorry you had to go through this.”

“Ssh, we understand,” Bucky whispered in your ear just as he grabbed your left hand and Steve your right. They both looked concerned as hell, and not just because you were their queen. This one felt different. Polyamory? That was your closest guess as you smiled and squeezed both men’s hands.

{{Why is this happening?}} you thought as you felt both men move off you, and as they did, your reality was flipped once more, the white haze returning again.

“Should we call Strange? He might be better than a regular hospital run,” Sam suggested as Walker sent the last of the combatants to dream land with a couple of upper cuts now that his shield was kaput. “Are you still connected to her? That stuff Wanda did?”

“Sam, I wish I were, but I can’t feel a thing,” Bucky replied as he continued to kneel next to you. “I am not crazy about that damned link thing, but right now I’d take it.”

As your eyes blinked this time, your last location gave way to a crazed looking steampunk version of London with banners bearing your father Ronan’s face flying from every building in sight. You usually did not hate seeing the man who many said resembled Liam Neeson, but this was insane.

In this world your father was the worst despot known in history, and you had fled his court to marry Ryu, a demon warlord of the House Harada. Your sister Hayley, known as Camellia in this realty, had done much the same, but her life was tied to the son of Vlad Tepes. You really could not stay here long. Death was not something you wanted to face, and in this dimension, it was more likely than not to happen. Ronan did not like the “gutter trash” of the world mixing with the pure mystic blood of his family, even if he had fathered a bastard or two along the way himself. If your father had ever met his doppelganger, well, it would not have been pretty. Your father was fair, loving and tolerant beyond measure. This version was a sadistic imitation at best.

{{Need to get back to Bucky and Sam now, before I end up dead}}

Two sets of hands grabbed your upper arms and pulled you backward, and thank heaven that action seemed to send you home to your own world where Bucky was hovering over you. The lights of an ambulance were visible just down the block, and you could smell the aroma of garlic someone had burned wafting out of the pizzeria window. But you could also hear the whispers from that last world as you regained your senses. Two men seemed to be very happy you were not dead, but they were also shocked that you weren’t.

“Hey, you back with us?” Bucky asked as he, Sam and Walker all stood looking at you. You wanted to throw up, but you would not do it in front of these gentlemen.

“Sorry. That eejit packed quite a wallop,” you said as you grabbed Bucky’s arm to get back to your feet. “I’ll be fine. But I do feel sorry for the guy who owns this place.”

“Her version of fine and mine are very different,” Walker said as he looked down at his now broken shield. “You may want to have those medics check her out to be on the safe side. I thought I heard her speaking Japanese a few minutes ago, and I have no idea who she was talking to, Barnes.”

“I am here, Walker, and I can speak for myself. Tourists. I interacted with them earlier,” you said, lying through your blood-covered teeth as you tried to keep the trio off the scent of what was really happening. “The bump on the wall made me get hazy for a few minutes, so the most recent language set started playing in my head. Telepathy can be a bitch. I’ll be fine. I’m pretty damned hard to kill.”

“I don’t care what you say, we are having someone check you out,” Bucky said as Sam nodded in agreement. “You missed Sam’s speech. It was pretty amazing.”

“I heard some of it,” you said as you tapped your temple. “I’d have helped with the truck, but those kids needed me here.”

As you looked toward the ambulance and dreaded having to go see the medics at all, you heard what could only be called a “squee” from a group of teens near one of the police barricades. You recognized the girl with the high pitched joyful tone from a local vlog about The Avengers. She lived in Jersey City and had a thing for sloths. She also shared a name with a famous politician, albeit it was pronounced differently.

“Guys, hold up a minute. You too, Walker,” you said as you waved to the girl and her male companion. “Nice Captain Marvel shirt, my dear. She’d get a kick out of seeing it.”

“Oh my Gawd! Bruno!” the girl shouted before the police tried to keep them behind the barricade. “They saw it!”

You hobbled over to them, much to Sam and Bucky’s chagrin. “You two should be headed home before you’re missed. I know what a pain curfews can be. Many a time I’ve avoided them myself. But that was in the Sixth Century, so maybe that doesn’t count too much?”

“The subways are all shut down, and we can’t get a bus right now,” Bruno said as his friend pulled out her phone. “Kamala, that may not be a good idea…”

“Kamala Khan. Sloth Baby, right?” you asked before another “squee” escaped the girl’s lips. “Trust me, guys. Cap, you may want to talk to these two over here,” you said as you motioned for Sam to walk over. “I mean, this is Captain America after all, and he just gave the speech of his life. I need to go get my head examined, and I mean that quite literally,” you said as you pointed to the back of your head. “Good luck, Kamala and Bruno. Oh, and if you are ever in Manhattan at a more reasonable hour, come pay me a visit,” you said as you made two business cards appear out of thin air. “Lunch is on me. Sam, be nice to these two,” you said as you waved to Walker to join you and Bucky. “These two can keep me in line with the medics.”

“And why do I not believe that for one second?” Walker asked as you laughed.

“John. May I call you that?” you asked as you leaned more into Bucky’s arm as you kept walking. “None of this, from Baltimore to Madripoor and now Manhattan, has worked out as any of us had hoped. Especially for you. I can see things that are coming in small ways, and I know our paths will all cross again. People enter our lives for a lot of reasons. All I can hope is that, when we do meet again, we are all on the same side and without as much angst. Buck, I can go to the medics myself. Maybe you and John should finish that talk you started before,” you said as you pointed at your head. “Before I made the dent in the wall of Ray’s.”

“You really going to do it?” Bucky asked as you pointed toward the ambulance and walked slowly toward it. As you sat down on the step near the rear door, you looked first at Bucky and John, and then back toward where Sam was actually talking to Kamala and Bruno.

“You didn’t tell them, did you?” a tall woman said as she came up to check your wounds. “That you knew I’d be here?”

“Enya, I haven’t told them about you or Dev or Mina yet, and I am certainly not about to tell them I alerted you before this all started tonight,” you said as your sister-in-law Enya Sun slowly healed you of your wounds. A daughter of Avalon and one of their best warrior priestesses of the Holy Isle, Enya made short work of your issues, but she made it seem a lot longer so that those who needed to talk could do so. It was a long practiced ritual you had both done on battlefields for centuries. Your tiny bit for peace. That’s what Dev always called it.

“What did you see? You went walking again, didn’t you?” Enya asked as she tried to “balance” your body, mind and spirit after that attack. “Walking” was what Enya called your contact with the parts of you in other worlds.

“I saw enough to know trouble is coming, but I can’t tell what the hell it is yet,” you replied as you flexed your shoulders before smiling up at Enya. “Three places this time. One was Londinium. You know how much I hate that place. But two men were able to touch me. I have no idea who they are, but they seemed surprised to see me. One reminded me of my father. My actual father. Not that crazy copy.”

“That stupid spell you did made it worse. You know that, right?”

You rolled your eyes as you turned your gaze back to Bucky. “He does not need me making a mess of his life again. I’m hoping he hits it off with Sam’s sister. She’s…”

“Normal? Not a mystic? What?”

“Not me. I’ll leave it at that. He deserves so much more than…”

“More than someone who loves him like you do? Than someone who nearly burned Hydra to the ground in his name?”

“He deserves peace,” you said quietly as you got back to your feet. “They all do. And you and I know it will never happen.”

“Too damned cynical for our own good,” Enya added with a laughed. “I’m going to get you home now. You need sleep. And tomorrow we can talk about Silver Hand over there.”

“Don’t call him that. He’s the White Wolf. Winter Soldier if you must. But he is not some Celtic hero reborn.”

“Call him tomorrow, OK?” Enya asked as she slung your gear over her back and opened a portal to Brooklyn. She whistled at Bucky so he could see you exit the area with her. The last thing you heard was Bucky groaning and throwing his hands in the air.

Next: Part 12, or Is this the moment of truth?

Taglist: @arrthurpendragon, @historygeekfics, @starryeyes2000, @chickensarentcheap

[xxcocoiiixx]

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜

[marvelfalloutrp]

𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙑𝙀𝙇: 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙊𝙍𝘿 𝙍𝙋 is a group RP Server that primarily takes place post-Infinity Saga MCU (WandaVision and beyond). Writers have creative control over what their characters are currently up in this verse. We are not currently accepting OCs, only canon MCU characters that are "alive" in the MCU Multiverse Saga - feel free to include comic/616 influence to your character/background. It’s not mandatory, but always encouraged! 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙀: 𝘛𝘈𝘒𝘌𝘚 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘌 7 𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘚 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘖 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘔𝘜𝘓𝘛𝘐𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘌, 𝘚𝘖 7 𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘚 𝘈𝘍𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘈𝘝𝘐𝘚𝘐𝘖𝘕. 5 𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘚 𝘈𝘍𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘊𝘜𝘙𝘙𝘌𝘕𝘛 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘚 𝘖𝘍 𝘈𝘎𝘈𝘛𝘏𝘈 𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘈𝘓𝘖𝘕𝘎.

While there will be inclusive and overarching server plots for all to participate in, this group is somewhat slice of life - day to day of our characters, relationships and friendships being built and developed. Of course, action or fight threads will occur between characters, however there aren’t any main power scaling/etc, main fights, dice roll-needed type of interactions. 

✧ Organized channels and clear cut, inclusive rules are in place for a fun experience. ✧ All triggers are to be respected and tagged. ✧ Semi-literate writing ability required at minimum ✧ There are different types of RP styles to explore here (social media posts, text messages/phone calls/group chats), but para RP is required for plotting/server purposes. ✧ To join, you must be 21+ . Any characters applied for that are underage must be aged up to 18+ when applying. 

✧ 𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗘𝗦 ✧ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 ✧ 𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗣 𝗜𝗡𝗙𝗢 ✧ 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ✧

[leilawhittaker]

The cast page has been updated!

It would take too long to name every individual change that’s been made, so I’ll keep it to the important parts. 

I lost my mind halfway through coding this so half the character descriptions are jokes. This is good because I’m extremely funny (and cool and sexy) so you will enjoy this. 

The page was moved to a separate blog to get around tumblr's new rules on javascript.

The page is generally more comprehensive, including extremely minor characters, and the casts of more MCU projects (both ones I didn’t plan on using when I made the old OC page as well as newer projects that hadn’t come out yet like Eternals, Shang-Chi, etc.)

The order of characters has shifted, with the OG seven Avengers listed first, then most characters in order of first appearance, and then, starting with Shuri, characters who I plan to include but am not sure where they first appear yet. 

I’ve replaced the MCU Spider-Man cast with the TASM cast. However, the MCU Spidey cast still exists on the page as characters in my iteration of No Way Home. 

The following OCs have had their faceclaims changed: Leila Whittaker, Jace Barton, Haven Hendrix, Alex Manor, Riley Branson, Petra Stark, Adina Dragozera (see: name changes), Lyra Dash, Luna Lee, Daniel Lee, Sashi Desai (see: name changes), Rory Lennox, Petra Stark, and Galina Kovaleva. 

The following canon characters have had their faceclaims changed: Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, Vision, Phil Coulson, Barney Barton, Morgan Stark, Danny Rand, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Quill, Quentin Beck, and Daisy Johnson. 

New major OCs have been added, including but not limited to: Tasha Petrova, Nina Maximoff, Adam Jameson, Kyra Meachum, Alina Belsky, Rebecca Barnes, and Sibel Bolat. 

New major canon characters have been added, including but not limited to: Logan, Kurt Wagner, and Zelda Dubois. 

The following major characters have had their names changed: 

Adira Dragozera is now Adina Dragozera

Vira Kovaleva is now Ilana Kaspi

Luna and Daniel Li are now Luna and Daniel Lee

Mena Bashara is now Sashi Desai

The following characters have been removed for story-related reasons. (I hope to include them in the Multiverse Saga as characters who exist in different timelines.): Anya Maximoff, Jessamine Rogers, Caleb Rogers, Alina Lokisdottir, Allen Slater, Tori Slater, Kiran

[justinewt]

MCU REWRITE - THE MULTIVERSE SAGA MASTERLIST (Phase four - //)

[MARVEL REWRITE-MASTERLIST]

Meet Frainn Lokadóttir before reading!! <3

Summary: The time of the fight for the Infinity Stones had come to an end but things were just getting started. Daughter of the late Loki, God of Mischief, Frainn, a goddess herself, who had been banished of Asgard for several centuries and escaped her prison of ice to land on an unknown planet full of technology and puny conflicts had been through a lot in the decade following her extraction from the ice with Steve after fighting alongside him. She faced huge changes, losses, grief and wars, and it changes you as a person. No one knew what was coming for them, what had happened in the world, the universe or should we say... the multiverse. Among her mundane friends, Frainn tried to forget her cold but golden royal heritage but her fate was sealed before she even knew what was on her path... and you can’t fight fate itself. 

[Status: DONE]

New chapter on Wednesdays between 6 & 8pm CEST 

Words: 45.8k

PREVIOUSLY : THE INFINITY SAGA (82k words ; 13 chapters)

READ THE SIX CHAPTERS OF FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER SEASON ONE :

Chapter 14 - New World Order

Chapter 15 - The Star-Spangled Man

Chapter 16 - Power Broker

Chapter 17 - The Whole World Is Watching 

Chapter 18 - Truth 

Chapter 19 - One World, One People 

NEXT CHAPTERS

Chapter 20 - ... (TBA)

...

NEXT: ALTERNATE TIMELINE (MASTERLIST)

(N.B: These chapters take place right after Chapter 6 “Forced to Fight” of the Infinity Saga rewrite, it’s 2012 Frainn all over again as all the events post Avengers Assemble hasn’t happened, to her she has just been taken out from under the ice)

(NB.2: maybe the last chapter of FATWS will be the open-ending of my fanfic series bc Captain America 3 is coming out in sooooo long and I might have stopped posting fics by then idk)

!! My fanfiction follows the events/timeline of the MCU movies/series so expect lots of spoilers (read the warnings thanks)!!

[jupitersmoon167]

May I ask who your oc Elina Spector is?? 👀👀 I love hearing about other ppls characters

Hey, sorry for the delay in response. So to answer your question, Elina Spector is an OC I made up around when Moon Knight ended and Multiverse of Madness released in theaters. I made a post about her here and here, but the main premise is that she's the daughter of Marc Spector and Layla el Fouly (with Steven being another father figure and Jake being an uncle). The catch is that she's actually from another universe (which is how it's tied to Multiverse of Madness), and is the avatar of Khonshu where she's from. Still working out the kinks for the backstory, but basically, she winds up in the main MCU timeline and meets her parent's variants. Alongside that, she also plays roles in nearly every single Marvel show/movie prior to MoM (I got her involved in Thor: Love and Thunder and somehow Ms. Marvel. She's basically becoming Wong. Not to mention phase 4-6 is the Multiverse Saga, so having her involved in the MCU timeline going ahead would be crucial). I'm actually setting up her section on my OC Masterlist now which will contain her backstory, so for those interested, keep an eye out for that! Just gotta decide what to put in it and then format it so it looks somewhat decent-

[lex-munro]

[Glitter on the Wet Streets: Part 1] Shiver Stop Shivering

In another corner of the multiverse, the spell-triggered incursion happened a different way… Eddie went to New York, saved Aunt May, got dumped for some Bambi-eyed kid, and ended up playing the roles of chaperone and mascot for said kid and his two misfit pals. A year later, the timeline is trying to get itself back to something resembling its cousins.

This is Chapter 1 of probably about 12 (I couldn’t tell you, because I am trash who can’t stick to a plan) of a Venom/MCU fic about the kids having adopted Human Trashfire Eddie Brock. Massive canon divergence, lol. Let’s have a rich MJ, the Hawkeye series set a year later instead of in the same year as NWH, some implied Loki shenanigans that lead to the trio taking a gap year working at a small-time newspaper.

I originally pictured Oscar Isaac as Rafael, but he nailed Moon Knight so well that I can’t picture him as anyone else in the MCU. So let’s go with Pedro Pascal, if you need a mental image.

Warnings: Canon divergent based on the MCU. Discussion of abusive relationships (both romantic and platonic) and recovery from abuse. Giant cats. Modern YouTube references. The Scheming Writers Club™ is inspired by my coworkers. Ensemble background OCs. Language: PG-13 (primetime tv plus s***, f***, and g**damn).

Pairing: None for this chapter, just background Peter/MJ and background Happy/May with past Eddie/Venom.

Timeline: A year after the events of No Way Home, but concurrent with the events of Hawkeye (told you it was canon divergent).

Disclaimer: I doesn’t owns the movies or the characters. Or the assorted objects of pop culture reference.

Shiver Stop Shivering

“I’m just saying,” Madison drawls as she waves the onion from her cocktail through the air. “It’s almost a year since your ex left, and six full months since you met Rafael, and he is so into you—”

“Oh my God,” Eddie groans.

“Super into you,” confirms Julio. “It’s sickeningly sweet. Even my má knows the saga of you two not really dating, and she’s never met either of you. She says it’s better than a telenovela.”

“That’s how much we all yap about you lovebirds,” Tanya agrees.

Eddie presses his palms together in a pleading pose and begs, “Guys, please, no matchmaking.”

“At the very least, bone the guy. The sexual tension is really starting to get unnerving. You said it was two bad break-ups of long-terms in a row—so maybe try something less committed.”

He feels his good-humored smile slip. “Yeah, nah, I’m…I’m not really wired that way. I need long-term.”

“Okay, so long-term him! Rafa likes all your dumb little quirks, and he’s a fan of your reporting, and he smiles like a fool when you start off on one of your righteous tangents. Take a chance. Use the Christmas break to plan the perfect first date, then completely scrap that, because it’s guaranteed to go adorably awry.”

“Fine. Hard maybe.”

They laugh and jeer. “That’s not a thing!” Tanya tells him, but they (mercifully) drop the subject.

~*~*~

An hour later, he’s walking home, enjoying the weather (light snow, not too cold or too humid) and thinking about Rafael, with his boy-next-door curls and his caramel skin and his twinkling eyes. Rafa is the first person (of any gender) that his writer pals have shoved at him who isn’t at least ten years younger than Eddie, so that’s a plus. He’s nice, and he’s smart, and when he edits Eddie’s shit, he’s gentle but firm. Also, when he grew a beard in November, he was seriously rocking some big DILF energy.

So yeah, it’s tempting. Real tempting.

But all he can think about is them getting somewhere good and stable, somewhere that makes him think it’s gonna last, and then getting dumped on his ass again for not being good enough. Sometimes it’s genuinely because of something he consciously chose to do, like when he put being right (and the associated ego boost) before Anne’s privacy, but a lot of times it’s either a flimsy excuse or something he can’t (or doesn’t know how to) change about himself.

Before Anne, the standard reason had been that he’s too pushy and takes too many risks. Against all odds, Venom fixed that; his writing team considers him shy and skittish.

It took them three tries to get him to come out drinking with them, but only two weekly hangouts to guess that he was recovering from the Worst Breakup Ever. After that, well…he got a little drunk and weepy and told them about ‘V,’ who was big and brash and impulsive and selfish and immature and amazing. He told them about rough starts and violent disagreements and two not-quite-breakups. He told them how doting V could be, and how V accepted more of his failings than anyone else had, and how V knew him inside and out (he didn’t tell them it was literal, though).

He told them how V had always said Eddie was perfect for him, and that they were meant for each other, and that they belonged together.

He told them how V had taken one look at some sweet little college freshman and just fucking left without a word (he didn’t mention how the kid was Spider-Man, because that would’ve raised some really weird questions).

He didn’t have to tell them that it left him in pieces, because they’d met him in the midst of Scotch-taping himself back together.

Clean up your act, get a job, pretend you know what ‘the Blip’ is, pretend you’re not from another universe where you’re a killer vigilante and a wanted criminal, pretend you know someone—anyone at all—besides three nosy kids and the asshole alien who dumped you for one of them.

He’s honestly always liked his chances here better than back home.

He takes a long breath. This version of New York is a little cleaner than the one he remembers, and a little safer thanks to all the metas running around. Maybe it’s not smart to still be in the habit of wandering through high crime areas like he’ll eat anybody who tries to stab him… But Hell’s Kitchen has sort of adopted him, and he did get saved by Daredevil the one time he got too drunk to defend himself (and boy, did Eddie’s bisexuality reassert itself very loudly when two gang members went flying and he was face-to-amazing-ass with the red-clad hero). Point being: maybe once a month, some kid will jump out and demand cash, then start stammering apologies when he sees it’s Eddie. He gets a lot of ‘sorry, man’ and ‘big fan of your stuff’ and ‘thanks for that piece about water quality in June.’

Anyway, it’s half past seven, so it’s not like he’s out late.

He’s passing an alley that’s darker than most, when a rasping voice says, “Eddie.”

His heart skips, and he stops walking. “Whattaya want, Parker? Your girlfriend got another scoop for me? Usually, she brings it herself, because she’s got the decency to—”

“Peter is asleep,” says the voice in the alley. “We wanted to talk to you, Eddie, and Peter thinks that would be inappropriate.”

Eddie barrels into the darkness and spits out, “You’re goddamn fucking right, it’s inappropriate! What the fuck could you ‘n I possibly have to talk about, huh? You left. All that shit about ‘we’ and ‘us’ and ‘perfect symbiosis,’ and you just fucking—”

“We—I am in love with Peter.”

Eddie makes a wounded sound before he can stop himself. “And why the fuck would I wanna know that?” he asks in a tiny, trembling voice. “You used to say you loved me, that we’d be together forever.”

“I do love you. You are my friend, Eddie—my best friend. And Peter doesn’t love us—me.”

So now Eddie feels put on the spot, like he fuckzoned somebody who was never into him.

Screw that noise—Venom was the one to turn their thing romantic, and Venom was the one to turn it sexual, too.

“Fuck. This isn’t fair, V. You can’t just show up after what you did and expect me to give—what, sympathy? Advice? I have a nice life now. I have a shitty little apartment and a half-decent job where the things I write help people, and a big stupid cuddly cat, and friends who helped me get over you, because it fucking destroyed me when you left. And you think you can just come back into my life like you didn’t completely wreck it, just because now we both know that I was in love with you and you weren’t in love with me, so somehow I’m supposed help you now that you’re in the same boat. Fuck you, V. I hope he keeps you for a nice, long time, so you can have all the fun of being right there and watching him not love you back.”

In the darkness, Venom hisses and says (rather sulkily), “You are a shitty friend, Eddie.”

Eddie feels like he just took a punch to the gut. “Well,” he says, and he doesn’t really care about how wet his eyes are or how shaky his voice still is. “You were a shitty, abusive boyfriend who abandoned me, so you don’t really deserve my friendship. Goodbye, V.”

And he just leaves. He’s not going to give Venom the satisfaction of a fight (he’d lose, even if he didn’t care whether he hurt Peter), and he’s sure as shit not going to be some shoulder to cry on.

He pulls out his phone and shoots a text to MJ.

tell ur bf his roommate has been joyriding while he’s asleep

As he approaches his building, he notices a crowd, and a strange light and—

Great. The fucking building is on fire.

“Eddie! Oh, che fortuna!”

The plump little nonna from the floor above waddles over with his stupid giant fluffy black cat. The damn thing is almost as big as she is.

“Mrs. DiPazzi, what happened?”

“Those tracksuit ragazzi showed up and started throwing Molotov cocktails at the loft next door! I thought they learned their lesson when Ronin was here after the Snap, but I guess they’ve forgotten what fear is. I hope one of those nice superheroes comes to teach them some manners. Here—Snowflake came to get me, grazie a Dio. I might not have known anything was wrong until I was trapped, and meeting a fireman is not worth the risk at my age.”

Snowflake complacently drapes his furry bulk around Eddie’s shoulders like a thirty-pound purring scarf with very little encouragement from Mrs. DiPazzi.

“What would I even do with a big strapping fireman—eh, Snowflake? Yes, such a good boy, saving my life like that… Oh, bene, my son is finally here! Take care of yourself, Eddie.”

“You too, Mrs. DiPazzi.” His phone buzzes.

MJ wow rude. did he do that 2 u 2?

He snorts.

prob so my apartment is currently burning down

His phone actually rings.

MJ would like you to join a video call

He snorts and hits the ‘accept’ button.

~“Like, literally on fire or—oh, never mind, it’s on TV.”~ The girl looks vaguely impressed. ~“Bummer. Well, I’ll text you the address.”~

“Address for what?”

~“My place, weeb. My dad’s out of town anyway, and your place is on fire.”~

“You have a dad? I thought somebody used black magic on a QAnon post and it came to life.”

~“That’s fair. But seriously, how many people do you actually know in our universe? And how many of those would loan out their guest room, indefinitely, for free, to a scruffy guy who occasionally talks to somebody who can’t hear him anymore?”~

“Now you’re just bein’ hurtful.”

~“Also, I want to meet Snowflake in person—hiii, sweeetieeee, pwecious foofy dummy!”~

Snowflake yawns at the phone.

~“Awww, wookit all doze widdle fangies!”~

“Gawd, stop. Thank you for offering me ‘n this big dumb furball a place to crash. We’ll head over soon as we can get a ride.”

~“No worries, dude; it’s Christmas. In fact, y’know, I’m gonna send Aunt May’s boyfriend to come pick you up; he’s gotta come get me for family ice skating anyway.”~

~*~*~

Thirty minutes later, he’s waiting at the corner when a nice black car pulls up.

“You Eddie?” the driver asks.

“That’s me. Sorry I smell like a bar and look like I’ve been crying about my ex in an apartment fire—I was at a bar and then I was crying about my ex when I saw my damn building on fire. This is Snowflake; I promise he’s harmless.”

“I’ve had worse passengers. Hop in, and we’ll get you guys to MJ’s place.”

Which is in fucking Central Park East, eighteen floors up.

“Oh my glob, hewwo fwuffy-wuffy!” MJ coos as soon as she opens the door. She squishes Snowflake’s face between her palms, to the cat’s extremely vocal approval. “Whatta big purr, whatta big purr!”

“You done yet?” Eddie asks.

She’s back to her blank, aloof self in half a second. “You look like shit. When I get back from family skate night with the Parkers and the Starks, we’re eating a gallon of ice cream and not talking about your ex. Lock the door, don’t answer for strangers from other dimensions, yadda yadda. Wifi password is ‘MJ is the Queen of all existence and everyone else is her slave 1.’ Capital Q, no spaces. Cat food and litter will be delivered in twenty minutes, no contact; just go down to the lobby and show them this—your new key card.” It has his name and photo on it, and her apartment number.

“You, uh…you work pretty fast, huh?”

“Double-teamed it with Ned. Benefits of having smart friends whose careers you don’t ruin with hacked emails. I recommend posting the apartment fire on your Insta; I’ll setup a GoFundMe tomorrow.”

And she shoves him into the apartment.

Something catches Snowflake’s attention, and he launches off Eddie’s shoulder—and when a thirty-pound monster of a Maine Coon launches unexpectedly, even a guy like Eddie can end up knocked on his ass.

“Ow, you damn traitor!”

Snowflake has discovered the Christmas tree. He’s just sitting at the bottom, staring up at it.

“Don’t even think about it,” Eddie warns. “Nothin’ll get us kicked out faster than your dumb ass climbing up that tree and wrecking it.”

Snowflake expresses his opinion of the situation with a raucous sneeze, then prances off to lounge in front of the fake fire (because of course the place has a heater shaped like a fucking fireplace).

There’s a note on the coffee table (next to an array of ‘conversation starter’ literature).

Eddie-spaghetti Guest room down the hall to the right, next door to guest bath. Linens and towels are fresh. Leftover vegan lasagna (shut up, I’m trying smthg) in fridge, pop the lid before heating. This remote is for the TV, or you can just talk to Alexa. Back by 10pm, we’ll talk then. MJ

He watches the really depressing news report about the apartment fire. He goes down to get Snowflake’s supplies (there’s even a pack of compostable litter trays, though the sheer size of the cat means it’s wisest to spread them out in a grid). Then he stretches out on the couch and continues his efforts to understand this universe’s YouTube stars. He ends up watching three videos about Victorian clothing, one critiquing the hypothetical efficacy of sexualized costume armor designs, one TikTok compilation about being the awkward oldest friend (it hits very close to home), two vids of humorously misheard lyrics, and has just started his second video of some soothing guy restoring old paintings when MJ gets home (Snowflake surfaces from his explorations to rub up against her knees).

“Julian Baumgartner,” she says approvingly. “High quality ASMR.”

“How was skating?”

“It was okay. Happy and Aunt May were sickeningly adorable. Pepper and Morgan were great, mostly because Morgan is a lot better at skating than the rest of us—literally skated circles around us. Peter was a little weird, even for him; seemed like the roommate was sulking.”

Snowflake seizes his usual spot, loafed on Eddie’s chest and purring (like Venom used to do, in fact).

“Yeah?” Eddie says in a petty tone. “Who cares? Fuck that guy. Selfish asshole…”

She perches on the edge of the coffee table and leans toward him. “Are you okay? Because I kind of thought you were more ‘over him’ than this. Didn’t I hear Julio saying just the other day how you and Rafael were totally on the brink of dating?”

Eddie focuses on petting his giant cat. “I am—we are. Just…when he hijacked Parker earlier, it was to come find me and tell me he’s in love with the kid. And what am I s’posed to do with that, right? ‘Hey, Eddie, I know you’re in love with me, but I’m in love with this other guy who’s younger, smarter, more ethical, and generally just better than you, but he doesn’t feel the same way, so I’m gonna cry to you about it since you’re my best friend.’ Can you believe that shit? Had the fuckin’ nerve to call me his ‘best friend’ after all the shit he’s pulled, all the tantrums, all the times he broke my shit or broke my bones or fixed me up just so he could hurt me again…after he took one look at Parker and just left even though he said we’d be together forever.”

MJ holds out a box of tissues, and Eddie realizes he’s been crying. He takes a handful and blows his nose, and his dumb cat puts a giant fuzzy paw on his face in a boop so epic it should be conveyed in all caps.

“You have kinda crappy taste in boyfriends,” says MJ. “But you have pretty good taste in cats. I’m gonna go get the ice cream and some spoons, and we’re gonna marathon some Nailed It International. The Mexican version is especially wholesome.”

.End.

[dragonnan]

Sharing Saturday - a List of Fic Recs

I haven’t restricted this to a number but I’m also doing my best to keep it from going out of control, too.  I pretty much just have 2 consistent fandoms that I read/write so if you like either the MCU or Sherlock then this is the post for you!

MCU:

Adventures Throughout the Multiverse (Series) by Aelaer Jumping into different dimensions always involves risk. Sometimes you never know what sort of troubles you will run into until you have arrived. Thankfully, alongside these dangers a sorcerer is sometimes lucky enough to come upon unexpected allies.

In which Stephen encounters characters from characters from JRR Tolkien to even his own doppelgänger in Sherlock Holmes. I LOVE these!! Not only supremely clever and lovingly researched but just straight up entertaining as fuck!  @aelaer writes some of the best Doctor Strange fic that I’ve read on on top of all that is a spectacular artist besides!

Omertà by HanukoYoukai After chasing down the criminal that took Uncle Ben's life, Peter is found by James Wesley, the right-hand man of Wilson Fisk--a wealthy businessman trying to clean up Hell's Kitchen. Having left a strong impression on the man, soon Peter finds himself working for Fisk, doing an internship for his business projects by day, and catching bad guys at night. If Mr. Fisk wants a few specific criminals delivered to him personally, who is Peter to object? All his boss wants to do is talk, after all, and ever since this internship began, things were finally looking up for the Parkers. Then Peter hears the whispers in the underworld about the elusive and terrifying Kingpin, and somehow there are rumors that Spider-Man is on the Crime Lord's payroll. When he decides to use his own judgement and go against Mr. Fisk's wishes, Peter suddenly finds himself neck deep in mob activity with no means to get himself out. To make matters worse, now Iron Man has Peter in his sights.....

I LOVE her writing - the interpretations of Peter Parker and fantastic and do right by him in a big way.  Peter is actually the teenager I expect to encounter - with all of the nuance and emotion that I want to see!  On top of that THIS is some top notch Tony Stark - again, very true to canon with his Stark snark intact!

Identity Saga (Series) by KitCat992 An organically developed, platonic slow-burn of Avengers-fam dynamic with a heavy hand of Irondad & Spiderson. Throw in an overdose of whump, a couple of cunning villains and a big-bad hiding in the shadows, and you got yourself this hot mess.

Another stunning Peter Parker writer and OH my gosh if you are an IronDad fan and haven’t read this yet like what in THE hell are you doing?? Strap that seatbelt tight and paste your eyeballs to this series you will NOT be disappointed!

A Twisted Upheaval (WIP) by silentsaebyeok “I’m afraid, Harrison, you’ve awakened a sleeping giant.” Wilson said. “Tony Stark will do anything and everything to protect those he loves. And with your carelessness, it is inevitable that my criminal empire will be brought to its knees. This is your last opportunity, your last chance to get this right. He is on our radar now.” -- The Kingpin runs the criminal underworld. He is the mastermind and the puppeteer. Tony Stark has been trying to find the elusive gangster for years, but with no luck. But then Peter Parker is kidnapped by an agent of the Kingpin’s, revealing the cracks in an otherwise unshakeable organization. Unlikely alliances form and friendships are made as the criminal underworld begins to unravel.

*Smacks my desktop* THIS story!! It isn’t even completed yet but this fic is top level epic! This one, along with Omertà, got me totally hooked on Wilson Fisk interfering with both Peter and Tony and boy does it deliver on those dynamics!!

Sherlock:

Got My Eye on You (Series) by 7PercentSolution These stories cover just about everything from Greg's POV, from the first day they met when Sherlock was 17 through the pre-John years, John's arrival, their work together, the fall and the reunion, covering events in broadcast series 1-3 (and 4 eventually). If you ever wondered why Greg Lestrade was one of the three people Moriarty targeted, this is your answer. 

Frankly I love everything I’ve read so far - the stories are incredible and deep and not afraid to dig into hard subjects.  There is a wealth of backstory and Sherlock’s younger years and all the hardships he dealt with.  I’m especially in love with the OC, Sam - what a treasured character!

It takes John Watson to save your life. by Sparkypip A series of One shots where John saves Sherlock's life in so many ways. Will be updated sporadically as and when I get any time to write. As always I like my characters hurt, so plenty of angst, H/C, whump and bromance (no slash) will ensue. Please comment if you can.

These were some of the first Sherlock fics I ever read and I have been hooked on this writer to this day!  SO satisfyingly whumpy and on top of that many of the stories have their own comfort follow up story!!

A Sharp, Dressed Man 'verse (Series) by sgam76

I just love this series to bits and while the author considers is a break from heavier subjects, don’t for one second think that means it can’t take a deep dive into its own mythology nor deliver a freaking spectacular tale!  I have loved vampire AU for a long time and this series is pure delight and hits every damn button for me! You want a cool interpretation of vampires? BAM! You want family dynamics to the extreme? BAM AGAIN!  You want exploration of creature angst? BAM BAM BAAAAM!!! I’ve already read through these three or five times and I can promise I will do so again!

The Chemist by TheGracefulBlueCat Sherlock returns to Baker Street and faces detox. But he feels too exhausted and bad to go through it fully conscious, so he - once more - uses his mind palace to distract him with an old case. But due to his drug issues and the tension between him and John things don't work as smoothly as everyone hoped they would, confronting Sherlock and all his friends with more of their demons than they would have liked to.

This writer is absolutely on-point with the writing of these characters - especially Sherlock.  It was primarily through this writing that I felt I got such a good view of why the interpretation of Sherlock as autistic makes sense - but that it is the only truly logical conclusion. Not to mention the fanart @ceruleanmindpalace (same person) creates will leave you breathless!!   

Who You Really Are (Series) by EnglandsGray So very like her, to take something he would otherwise find inconsequential – boring – and transform it into something he couldn’t live without...For Sherlock, after Sherrinford, none of the worlds he inhabits will ever be the same again. He can see a way to rebuild, but he is terrified.  For Molly Hooper, strength is something she feels she is losing by the day, but the time has come for her to stand her ground.

Ohhhh my gosh like deep dive right into the pit of angst! And yet so soft and precious.  This first story of the series is one that I’m still going through and it is unbelievably rich and welling with delicious plot stuff and relationship and hurt/comfort and just - you gotta read iiit!!!

He Is Different, This One by ASilvergirl How would the Serbian "interrogation" go if his captors knew that Sherlock was neuroatypical and had synaesthesia? This is an alternate version of the scene from "The Empty Hearse."

I mean, how could I not love this fic? For the record I’m still not even a little bit tired of fics that explore what may have happened in Serbia.  It is just one of the most unresolved moments in  the series - going from that damn beating to him walking in on John like I NEED MOOORE!!! And this fic gives me SO much more than I could have expected!  Plus I’m always doubly onboard with a story that depicts Sherlock as neuroatypical.

There are sooooo many more fics I could link!! As it is I’ve been at this for about 3 hours and I’m dropping to the floor.  But to see the rest of the stories I’ve loved please check out my bookmarks!

[fyrapartnersearch]

A Fandom Search!

Well Hello there. If you are reading this, you are either in the search for a new writing partner, or perhaps a little bit bored. Despite any reason, I do thank you for taking the time to read through this. As from the title, this is a Fandom partner search, and I will list those I am interested in writing. First, a few little things about myself/the way I write/writing/etc. 

I live in EST; working a part time job as well, my replies will vary through the day. I will always try to get at least one, if not more (usually way more than one) in. If I will be quite a bit, I will try to inform you of such. 

Being 21+, I am fine with Darker themes, but usually do not incorporate too much. I try to keep things SFW, to a degree. Nothing super sexual either. 

I love to Double/write multiple characters. I have some experience Gming, if that would be a route we might want. 

AU’s are fine, as a lot of my ideas, are basically AU’s for Fandoms. Though, if we want to write within Canon events, we can! Other themes and concepts all welcomed as well! From AU’s, to Time-line re-works/Canon Re-writes.

OOCC is welcomed and encouraged! Love bouncing ideas back and forth, and destress from a workday. 

Canon characters please. There are exceptions and will mark so. Usually, I prefer my partner and myself stick with Canon Characters      That said, I am fine with adding our own little quirks/Head-canons to said Canon characters. 

Anything else, feel free to ask!

Now onto the Fandoms I am searching to write within. Not in any order, as well. Along with any thought I may have; note they are not concrete and just thoughts. Could be used to work out ideas, or simple forgotten and we craft something from the ground up. 

Power Rangers:  This is one of exceptions, when it comes to Canon. To a degree. IF we choose to craft our own team, than it will have to be OC’s. Though, I am also looking for a partner open to re-writing the Super Mega-Force season/story. As a Fan of the Source Material, I feel the show did not do it justice. Also, quite a fan of the 2017, movie. And, more than upset we will never see anything more from that Universe. So why not pick up where it left off? Continue to adapt MMPR plots and stuff, but into that Universe? A new Green Ranger? (The cast wanted a Female Tommi, so do I). Who stumbles across Rita’s coin?  :Plus, I hardcore Ship Trini and Kimberly from this Universe together, if we want that, as well. 

Persona 5: 

Canon characters, please as the main focus. OC’s can be used as foes the Thieves go up against. As for where/when we can set things? Totally open for AU’s. Perhaps, some side-stories and adventures. Or, even after the event of the Games. (I haven’t played Scramble Or Royal yet, so no spoilers there!) We can go Complete AU ideas- with Genderbending all the Thieves into Ladies. Or, Some story with an Redemption Arc with Akechi. Perhaps a spin on the game, with one of the other Characters is the Transfer student, and the main character. Perhaps just a slice of life spin with the Characters. (Though, that one might get a bit boring..)

Dragon Ball:  After playing, Kakarot, I was reminded how much I like Gohan. (….given how much of the game is played as him, rather than…you know….Kakarot…) Anywho.With that reminder, I was also reminded that the glory of being the hero of the Buu Saga is stolen from the poor lad. So, my first concept to build on, is a Re-write. A Re-write of the Buu Saga (and on-ward, if we wish). Basically, taking Goku and Vegeta out of the equation. They can still have their grudge match, and Buu being released. But from there, its up to their sons to save the day. We can give more focus to not only Gohan, Goten and Trunks, but Videl and others !I love Videl, so any chance to have her around more, yes please. 

Of course, we could do a Bunch of What-if’s and build upon them; though the Buu Saga one is more appealing to me, right now.  Though, also a big fan of the Universe-6 Saiyans, so some tale with those three could be just as fun to me! 

My Hero Academia:  I suppose I should note real quick: I have seen both Movies, and caught up currently with the Anime, of this writing. Though, I do not read the manga, but have a small bit of knowledge of events to come, and such. 

But, that out of the way, the movie was pretty good. Very well animated and oooh the soundtrack.  For this Fandom, I don’t have a lot of concept thoughts. I did really like the character of Melissa Shield from the first movie, so maybe some story with her? Though, I think working with Canon characters (Expect one exploding Boy, as I don’t think I could write him, and kinda don’t care for him too much). Since I feel if I tried creating an OC within this world, it might jut be a slight rip off from another Fandom. 

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure:  Now, this could be either Canon or OC. We could go a OC Universe Route, since the Multiverse exists within Jojo, or play with characters we like. Create our own Jojo, and their companions going about their Bizarre Adventure.  I rather fancy Ceaser Zeppeli, Kakyoin, Trish Una, Giorno, DIO, Bruno and a few others from the Canon side of things. We could always go in a Eyes of Heaven, Route and have Timey whimey issues going on. Or, simple going about ‘What-If________Survived part______“ Type stories. 

Kingdom Hearts: 

I am all caught up, game wise. And, Re:Mind DLC is still kicking me in the dirt, with the Data Fights, but I am aware of the Yozora stuff, afterwards. Ideally, Canon for this Universe. I find most KH Oc’s….a bit cringe.  If I am being honest. There are a few things, I think a Re-write AU could do. Or, if we wish to just play with our favorite characters in some new setting, that is always an option. My Favorite Trio: The Sea-Salt Trio

Star Wars (Disney Overlords.): 

So, I’m still not sure how I feel about: The Rise of Skywalker, and I suppose that’s alright. There are aspects I enjoy, but others I don’t. So, we could always attempt to Re-do that, or the whole Squeal Trilogy, if we want to dive into such.  I also like the idea of a AU, dealing with the Inferno Squad members, from Battlefront II EA, where they stay as loyal Bodies of the Empire.  The Clone Wars, are such a vast open time period, why not dive into that War, and see what stories occur?  There’s also old concept art from one of the many scraped games, that we could use as inspiration, to write about.  I don’t know too much about Legends, so working within the Canon Disney has established, might be a bit easier for me. But, if we really want to dive into Old Republic type stuff, I am not against it, just might need to do some research. 

That’s all for now. Again, these are just thoughts and random spits of words. More than open to build something from the ground up, within any of these Fandoms. Plus, this isn’t a full list either. A few others exists, that I could write with! if interested, feel free to ask!

Here is another smaller list of other Fandoms, that I don't have much experience writing with, but are also on the table: The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya| Fire Emblem: Three Houses| Sword Art Online/Gun Gale Online| Pokemon (Games)| Space Dandy| The MCU| The Arrow-verse|  My Email, as I find it easier to start off with but if we want to move else where after that is more than fine, is: Onesplendidbubble@gmail.com

Thanks for reading!

[enlightenedrobot]

Me while Writing (again)

My Brain: You're supposed to be working on the Thick Skinned script.

Me: I know, I know, I'll get to it.

My Brain: Then what's with all this superhero crap?

Me: Endgame was really good!

My Brain: I mean yeah... but that's not really the focus of what you're supposed to be doing.

Me: I know, I know... it's just that, I dunno... the MCU's actually pretty scary when you think about it. I mean a literal God comes to Earth and then you discover he's just a guy... Thor's fun and surprisingly human and I really like that... but like... people used to worship him. And with Thanos and the Celestials and the Infinity Stones... Thor really isn't at the top of the food chain. He's a guy who used to be bigger than all of us... but there are things bigger than him... and you just know characters like Galactus are coming. It really makes you realize just how small we really are.

My Brain: That's terrifying... but you have deadlines.

Me: No I don't. I have artificial deadlines that I myself have created.

My Brain: Yeah, and you need to stick to them, instead of browsing Tumblr and anthropomorphizing an aspect of your own personality.

Me: Huh... yeah.

My Brain: So what... are you gonna take some aspect of Endgame and put it in Thick Skinned.

Me: Doom and Sugar Cookies.

My Brain: Doom and Sugar Cookies. You mean that project you conceived way back in Middle School.

Me: Yeah

My Brain: The one you deemed impossible to pitch, because Supervillain stories are a dime a dozen? Invader Zim, Despicable Me, Megamind, Suicide Squad...

Me: You don't have to continue...

My Brain: League of Super Evil, Joker...

Me: You can stop now.

My Brain: Evil Con Carne, Wanted, Villainous, Deadpool

Me: Okay, well Deadpool doesn't count. He's an antihero.

My Brain: Whatever. So why are you bringing back your middle school OCs?

Me: I miss them? Also, Sam had a lot of Tony Stark elements, and Circe could easily take the role of Thor. I was hoping maybe turn my fanfic idea into something original?

My Brain: Fanfic?

Me: Oh right, yeah, the Endgame thing... Thor in the context of a cosmic horror story.

My Brain: That's literally just the Galactus saga with Thor.

Me: Except I want to go straight up horror with this.

My Brain: Then why not go with Thick Skinned?

Me: Thick Skinned isn't about superheroes though!

My Brain: But isn't Thick Skinned already a lovecraftian thing?

Me: Yeah, and that's exactly what you'd expect. Plus, the Thick Skinned cast are young. I need adults for this new idea.

My Brain: So you're going for your middle school OCs?

Me: I dunno! Why not make Sam into a 30 something going through a midlife crisis?

My Brain: Wasn't she like 12?

Me: She's 22 thank you very much!

My Brain: Fine, fine... I'll put that story on the backburner. You do know this is a fire hazard right?

Me: What do you mean?

My Brain: You put to many things on the backburner, and you experience Burn Out.

Me: Ha, nice pun.

My Brain: No seriously... what are you working on right now... a Thick Skinned pitch for that studio you actually have the chance to pitch to, a mashup album, your Psych2go stuff? Wait... aren't you using the Doom and Sugar Cookies projects for something else?

Me: Um...

My Brain: You are! You're still working on Ghost Story and End Fatigue... and literally both of them use the same characters even though they could never logically exist in the same universe! Dude... at least finish something before you make AU's out of it!

Me: I mean... I was wondering if maybe I could introduce the multiverse?

My Brain: ... You think too much.

[justinewt]

MARVEL REWRITE-ULTIMATE MASTERLIST

Series:

MCU Rewrite - The Infinity Saga Masterlist

[Status: DONE]

Summary: Being a young goddess constantly needing to prove her worth to Odin himself isn’t an easy task and Frainn know that, but being the daughter of the God of Mischief on top of that? It just made it harder for her to be seen as worthy of her title and powers by the All-Father, who seems to be looking for the right opportunity to send her away from her father. When a tragedy occurs, Odin sends her into exile, alone, on Jotunheim, confiscating her of her divine powers, but she manages to escape, and her life is changed by what she will experience and the encounters she will make.

MCU Rewrite - The Multiverse Saga Masterlist  (read after infinity saga chaps to avoid spoilers)

[Status: OFF&ON]

Summary: The time of the fight for the Infinity Stones had come to an end but things were just getting started. Daughter of the late Loki, God of Mischief, Frainn, a goddess herself, who had been banished of Asgard for several centuries and escaped her prison of ice to land on an unknown planet full of technology and puny conflicts had been through a lot in the decade following her extraction from the ice with Steve after fighting alongside him. She faced huge changes, losses, grief and wars, and it changes you as a person. No one knew what was coming for them, what had happened in the world, the universe or should we say... the multiverse. Among her mundane friends, Frainn tried to forget her cold but golden royal heritage but her fate was sealed before she even knew what was on her path... and you can’t fight fate itself.

My fanfic OC (portrayed by Kathy McGrath):

Meet Frainn Lokadóttir - OC Biography