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[kbirbpods]

Original Work:  Get A Little Outta Line by MycroftRH ( @mycroftrh )

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Anakin Skywalker & Ahsoka Tano

Tags: Trans Female Character, Trans Character, BAMF Ahsoka Tano, But Like. Emotionally, Anakin Skywalker is a good bro, The Jedi Are Not Transphobic, They're Just Bemused

Audio Length: 4 minutes and 6 seconds

Summary: Ahsoka has always known who she was, and she's never let anyone tell her different.

Notes: Because what fits the theme of "transition" for this year's Awesome Ladies Podfic Anthology XIII better than my favorite Jedi as a trans woman? gifted to @flowerparrish

[societyfolklore]

Loki’s Gift-Giving Guide to Mortal Relations

Title: Loki’s Gift-Giving Guide to Mortal Relations Summary: Loki, in an attempt to ingratiate himself with the Avengers, begins leaving them macabre 'gifts' Word Count:  1.7k

Warnings:  Silliness! Fluff nonsense- humor… (Well not funny funny.. just..this is a silly post)   No beta read, and not super thought out either…just go with it it's Christmas damn it! A/N: Not my idea, inspired by a post made @mycroftrh that has now become whatever this is now...since it’s Christmas (ish)

The Avengers were used to weird things happening around Avengers Tower. It came with the territory of being Earth’s mightiest heroes. They had fought alien invasions, battled rogue AIs, and stopped countless catastrophes, but this-this was something entirely different. For the third day running the group was met with the decapitated bodies of a number what looked to be HYDRA agents. Dumped at their front of their doorstep-neatly tied up with glowing green runes spelling out-

‘To the Avengers, with admiration’-it was becoming, disgusting clear that Loki was up to something…bizarre.

“What the hell is this?” The groan came from Stark while taking in the scene from the lobby, arms crossed as the team stared at the latest ‘gift.’ “Is this supposed to be a threat? Some weird, magic mafia message? Are we being punked?”

Natasha crouched next to the mess, her sharp eyes narrowing as she examined them with her usual no-nonsense precision. “It’s Loki. Has to be. Who else uses this much flair for something so unnecessary?” She gestured to the glowing symbols, her tone tinged with exasperation. “It’s practically screaming his name. Plus, well the green.”

Rogers just let out a heavy sigh, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Why would he send us bad guys all wrapped up like some demented Christmas present? Does he think we’re- allies now?” His tone was incredulous, as if the idea of Loki’s cooperation was more shocking than the elaborate display before them.

Bruce glanced around nervously as if he half expect Loki to just sudden appear tilted his head looking back at the bodies. “Maybe it’s a trap. They could be booby-trapped with…” He trailed off, gesturing vaguely at the bodies of the HYDRA agents, his mind undoubtedly cataloguing every worst-case scenario.

Thor, however, broke into a broad grin as if he’d just discovered something delightful. He stepped forward with his characteristic enthusiasm. “Nay, friends, it is no trap! Loki is merely…” The grin faltered a little as he looked at the concerned looks of his friends but tried to reassure. “Expressing his affection!”

The lobby fell silent. Even Clint, who had been quietly eating a bagel in the corner, paused mid-chew to blink at Thor.

“Affection?” Tony repeated flatly. He stared at Thor as if waiting for the punchline to an elaborate joke. “You’re saying your psycho brother, who once tried to enslave the planet, is affectionately dropping off corpses and terrorists like a murderous Santa Claus?”

Thor nodded enthusiastically, seemingly oblivious to the disbelief in the room. “Indeed! It is the way of our people. He is offering tribute as a sign of respect and camaraderie. Why, on my two-hundredth birthday, Loki orchestrated the assassination of a minor warlord in Alfheim as a gift. It caused quite the interplanar incident, but it was very thoughtful!”

Natasha raised an eyebrow, her sharp gaze locking onto Thor. “So… this is normal for him?”

“Aye! Though I… did not realize he extended such courtesies to mortals. This is a great honour!” Thor’s tone was earnest, almost proud.

Tony started rubbing his temple like it would stop the growing headache, letting out a long-suffering sigh. “Okay, let’s backtrack to the part where Prince Diva assassinated a warlord for your birthday. Did… Did anyone explain to him that not all gifts need to involve bloodshed?”

Thor frowned in thought, his expression clouding over as he seemed to piece something together. “We may have tried. Though it occurs to me now that perhaps Odin’s approval of those deeds…” He trailed off, his voice softening as a shadow of realization crossed his face.

Tony’s eyes lit up, his tone shifting to one of mock delight. “Ok, hold up. Are we unpacking trauma? Is this going to be fun?” He turned to Bruce with a grin. “Banner, get your therapy voice ready. Point Breaks about to have a breakthrough.”

Thor waved him off with an annoyed huff. “Loki’s past deeds are of no concern now. What matters is that he seeks your acceptance. These…”-he gestured grandly to the bound and unconscious HYDRA agents-“are his way of saying he wishes to be… friends.”

Clint muttered through a mouthful of bagel, “Yeah, friends who dump bodies at your door.” He took another bite, entirely unimpressed with the explanation. “Which of you idiots asked for a cat for Christmas?”

From the rooftop across the street, cloaked in an invisibility spell, Loki smirked as he watched the Avengers examine his latest offering. Surely, this time, this time they would appreciate his efforts. The Midgardians prided themselves on ridding their realm of filth like HYDRA, and Loki had delivered the scum directly to their door. What more could they want?

“Ungrateful mortals,” he muttered, though his tone was more exasperated than angry. He had spent hours dismantling that cell, carefully orchestrating every detail to ensure maximum impact. From slipping past the hapless guards to embedding subtle chaos spells that left the agents confused and disoriented, every step had been an art form. Even the glowing runes adorning the bindings had been a personal touch-a flourish of his own design.

As the Avengers debated his motives, Loki found himself dwelling on the absurdity of it all. Back on Asgard, such actions would have been heralded as heroic-a declaration of loyalty and cunning prowess. The court would have whispered in awe of the intricate methods and decisive execution. Had Thor truly failed to explain their culture to these mortals, or was he intentionally withholding that knowledge for some unfathomable reason? Was this, perhaps, another one of Thor's oafish oversights?

The idea rankled. Loki’s gaze shifted briefly toward the New York Sky line, his thoughts wandering to the many times he had tried to prove himself. All Loki wanted was acknowledgment. A nod, a smirk, even a begrudging ‘thank you’ from Thor would suffice. But no, they always assumed the worst of him. Always the villain, never the ally. Did they not see that he was trying?

A flicker of irritation danced across his features. Were mortals truly so obtuse, or did they simply enjoy painting him as the antagonist? Surely, Thor could have explained the significance of such gestures. Or had Thor dismissed the act himself, brushing it aside as another of Loki’s ‘antics’? The thought stung more than Loki cared to admit.

He sighed, leaning against the cold stone railing of the rooftop. Below, the city buzzed with life, its mortals scurrying about in their endless routines, oblivious to the grander schemes that played out above them. Perhaps his gestures had been… misunderstood. Maybe these mortals needed something more tailored to their sensibilities-something simpler, less grandiose. A gift of flowers, perhaps? No, that was too banal. A box of chocolates? Loki scoffed at the idea.

Yet, as his thoughts circled back to the Avengers, a different notion took hold. Loki’s lips curled into a mischievous grin. If they wanted less bloodshed, he could oblige. He would find a way to outwit their expectations, to craft a gesture so cunning and sincere that even they could not mistake his intentions. But where was the fun in that? Perhaps he could combine his flair for the dramatic with their mortal simplicity. Yes, that might just suffice.

For now, though, he would watch and wait. The wheels of his mind turned, already formulating his next move. After all, Loki was nothing if not adaptable.

Back at the Tower, Thor finally cornered Loki in one of his dramatic rooftop brooding sessions. Loki had been preparing to slip away after leaving another ‘gift’-a dossier containing the locations of several underground arms dealers, meticulously bound with enchanted ribbon-but his brother’s booming voice stopped him in his tracks.

“Brother,” Thor began, crossing his arms as he approached, “I have come to speak with you about your… gifts.”

Loki turned, his expression an artful mask of indifference. “Gifts? You mean my contributions to your pitiable band of heroes?”

“Aye, those contributions. They do not understand your intent. In truth, they are… concerned.” Thor’s tone was carefully measured, though there was an undertone of exasperation.

Loki’s brows knit together, the faintest hint of a pout forming. “Concerned? I deliver them their enemies, eliminated and gift-wrapped, and they are concerned? Ungrateful wretches.” He sniffed indignantly. “Do they not realize the effort I expend for their benefit?”

Thor clapped a hand on his shoulder, the force of it making Loki’s pristine posture waver slightly. “Brother, Midgardians are… different. They do not view such gestures as we do. Perhaps try a different approach? A… less bloody one.”

“Different,” Loki repeated, his tone dripping with disdain. “Different in that they lack the wit to recognize a masterpiece when it is presented to them?” He paused, crossing his arms in defiance. “And what, pray tell, should I offer? Trinkets? Flowers? Shall I craft them little baubles like some mortal craftsman seeking approval?” His voice was biting, but there was a flicker of vulnerability in his sharp gaze as he flicked his hands about in mocking gesture.

Thor grinned, ever the optimist Loki sarcasm doing nothing to deter is attempt to correct the mistake. “That would be an excellent start. Perhaps something that demonstrates your intellect and skill without… dismemberment.”

Loki’s scoff was immediate, though he didn’t immediately dismiss the suggestion. He paced the rooftop, his coat trailing dramatically behind him as he mulled over Thor’s words. “They are so fragile, these mortals,” he muttered to himself, though loud enough for Thor to hear. “Always repulsed by the sight of blood, offended by the faintest display of power. Fine. If these mortals are so delicate, I shall craft them gifts more befitting their sensibilities.”

Thor’s grin widened, his pride in his brother evident. “Now that is the spirit! Use your brilliance to show them you are more than they believe you to be.”

Loki rolled his eyes but didn’t argue further. “Very well,” he said at last, his tone regal and begrudging. “But if my efforts are once again met with disdain, do not expect me to spare their fragile sensibilities next time. I shall not suffer such indignities endlessly.”

“Agreed,” Thor replied cheerfully, clapping Loki on the back. “I look forward to seeing what you create, Brother.”

As Thor turned to leave, Loki lingered on the rooftop, the wheels of his mind already turning. His expression softened briefly, the faintest trace of uncertainty crossing his features. Could he truly bridge the chasm between himself and these mortals? And if so, would it be worth it? With a deep breath, Loki squared his shoulders, determination hardening his expression. He would try-not for them, but for himself. As he turned to leave, he considered his next move. Perhaps a feast? No… something grander. He had plenty of time to decide. After all, Loki was nothing if not patient.

(And.. I think that might wait till next year... Thank you if you made it to the end of this silly bit of nonsense!)

[whumptober]

Completionists of 2023 - 1/4

Thank you to everyone for filling out the completionist form - there were so, so many this year! Congratulations to all of you, you've done an amazing job! <3

So without further ado...

Please give a huge round of applause to the 2023 completionists!

Sen | @youphoriaot7 | youphoriaot7 on AO3

@redring91 | redring91 on AO3

Leyra | @lerya-fanfic | Leyra on AO3

Onyx | @onyxedskies | onyxedskies on AO3

Adam S | @tiamat-zx | TiamatZX on A03

Edd | @eddxxtzesz | eddxxtze on AO3

Bones | @the-fabulous-51 | vosian_nightmare on AO3

Kyanako | @kyanako5972

Multifandom08 | @multifandom08x | MultiFandom_08 on AO3

Tales of Edo | @talesofedo

Lex | @spritehouse | shortmc on AO3

@hithertoundreamtof23 | HithertoUndreamtOf on AO3

Aldrean Treu Peri | @aldreantreuperi | AldreanTreuPeri on AO3

MycroftRH | @mycroftrh | MycroftRH on AO3

DorsetGirl | @dorsetgirl1 | DorsetGirl on AO3

Ladybird | @blogger360ncislarules | OPSManager on AO3 | HettyRules on Quotev

@ajpendragon | ajpendragon on AO3

Merida | @murdadixon

@angsty-violet | HiddenViolet on AO3

@laffy-taffy-creations | Laffy_Taffy_C on AO3

Melissa Irene Burrowes | @fanficfox | MelissaIreneBurrowes on AO3 | MelissaIreneBurrowes on Wattpad

@atimeofyourlife | TimeOfYourLife on AO3

Whumpshots | @whumpshots

Shadowdancer | @therealrpalmas / @shadowdancer

Determinedwriter | @determinedwriter

Mod Asphodel | @thebnha-auhoard

Ollie | @evillittlebirdie | violinbthefire on AO3

Flaim | @flaim-ita | Jen425 on AO3

destinys_embrace | destinys__embrace on AO3

@splendidissimus

Acidiceye | @acidic-eye | Acideye on AO3

@stormxpadme | StormXPadme on AO3

Savebats | @savebatsfromscratch | SavebatsFromScratch on AO3

@astaldis | Molanna on AO3

@eternally-conflicted | eternallyconflicted on AO3

Moon | @moonlitva

Leigh | @dragonleighs | dragonleighson AO3

@habquchdu | HabQuchDu on AO3

Dewey | @honey-dewey | Honey_Dewey on AO3

Kitty | @mrmustachious | TheWeatherOutside on AO3 | TheWeatherOutside on fanfiction.net

Lynn!! | @justanotherinterneruser | AnotherInternetUser on AO3

@catwingsathena | CatWingsAthena on AO3

Ishara | @isharaneith

@adrift-in-thyme | Adrift_in_thyme on AO3

Kim | @sayitcanonlybeme | M1koo on AO3

Spring | @tachiharas-brother | advanced_fanatic on AO3

@h1myname1sv | himynameisv on AO3

@radarsteddybear

OrlanitaMariciaCanon | OrlanitaMariciaCanon on AO3

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[sthilarions]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dead Boy Detectives (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne & Crystal Palace & Charles Rowland Additional Tags: Whump, Hurt/Comfort Series: Part 1 of Dead Boy Detectives Whumptober

“Edwin! Edwin, come on, we have to go!”

Charles reached down to gently jiggle Edwin’s shoulder and Edwin opened glassy eyes, taking a moment to focus on Charles.

“I’m afraid,” Edwin answered, voice breathy but level, “I’m afraid I can’t.”

He lifted his hands from where he was curled around them and Charles stumbled back in horror.

I’m going through an old year of Whumptober prompts writing them all for Dead Boy Detectives - this is day one.

[the-puffinry]

i wasn't feeling great so I made a little crayon drawing based on this etruscan vase beast

ref picture by @mycroftrh i think

also found the museum where the vase is kept: here it is, storage jar from 700–690 B.C, museum of fine arts Budapest. :)

[stop-spreading-this-poll]

The end of Avengers legitimately did found family-bait us. Here's a post with the screencaps: https://www.tumblr.com/princess-of-purple-prose/657008396477890560/dingdongyouarewrong-mycroftrh?source=share

I am actually curious if anyone legitimately thinks this is canon to the movies, since I just generally saw people having fun in fanfics and other fanworks. Guess there could be some confusion since there's some other Avengers media where they do live together.

Found Family baiting sounds like such a weird thing. It's baffling that it exists

[mycroftrh]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake & Dick Grayson Characters: Tim Drake, Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Self-Harm, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Blanket Permission, Podfic Welcome

Dick glanced over from where he was warming up on some rings and his eyes widened ever so slightly. “Tim,” he said carefully, “when did you get injured?”

Tim’s stomach sank abruptly. He dropped out of the backbend, his shirt falling back down over his side.

“Hm? Oh, that’s just from - “ Tim paused and furrowed his eyebrows. He looked down at the floor and took a deep breath. “I was going to lie, but that wouldn’t do anyone any good,” he said. “It’s, um. I did it. It’s fine, I - the cuts aren’t bad.”

“Oh, Tim,” Dick sighed. He dropped down to the ground. “Can I see?”

This fic was written for Whumptober days 28, 29, and 31, for the prompts “bloody knife”, “I only sink deeper the deeper I think”, “scented candle”, “troubled past resurfacing”, “I thought that I was getting better”, “emptiness”, and “setbacks”.

[themculibrary]

Autism/Autistic Masterlist

3 Times Tony Told Someone He’s Autistic (ao3) - Strawb3rryBoba pepper/tony N/R, 3k

Summary: There isnt enough neurodivergent Tony stories out there, so here I am writing one. Hope you enjoy!

5 Times Ned Didn't Ask (ao3) - liketolaugh T, 3k

Summary: And one time he did. (Even before he knows what's going on, Ned helps Peter manage his powers.)

Artificial (ao3) - MycroftRH G, 1k

Summary: People say a lot of things about Tony Stark; not all of them are true. The people who say he's weirdly intimate with his bots may have a point, though.

(About Tony growing up autistic, and how that affects his relationship with his bots, his father, and himself. Not AU.)

Blessures (ao3) - especiallythezefronposter T, 5k

Summary: Peter wasn't always on his own, not really.

Or, Peter makes a friend.

Don't Say It (ao3) - bibliomaniac bucky/steve/tony T, 35k

Summary: Tony Stark is autistic and nonverbal. Which is fine, obviously, except for it means that Steve and Bucky don't have his words, and it only takes him a few minutes to decide they don't need to know he has theirs.

That's also totally and definitely fine, until he goes and falls in love with them.

hence the balloons (ao3) - iron_spider_suit pepper/tony G, 12k

Summary: “What does that mean? Au-tis-tic,” Morgan asked, stumbling over the pronunciation, looking from one adult to the other.

-

Morgan’s birthday party leads to some important and long delayed conversations.

Intuition/Assumptions (ao3) - salvabon G, 2k

Summary: Clint is surprised to find out the others don't know that their ally, a vigilante named Daredevil, is blind. He is pretty sure though. And he really wants to make sure he's being inclusive when making a sign language for work.

Okay, So Being Kidnapped is (Arguably) Worse than Plane Rides (ao3) - dragonfishwrites N/R, 4k

Summary: Peter's eyes were on the other vacationers, scanning the crowd for the person that was making him feel so unsafe. This part of the beach was mostly deserted, though. Someone looked to be asleep on her beach towel, someone else completely lost in a book. No one was looking at them. He spied a leisure boat nearby, and for some reason that made his heart thump hard in his throat.

"May," he whispered, panicked and frustrated that he couldn't identify the source of the threat. "Somethings-"

White hot pain exploded at the back of his head, and for a split second terror took over his entire being. Then, everything stopped.

Or: Peter and the terrible horrible no good very bad vacation

Sensory Overload (ao3) - Quiet_reader G, 1k

Summary: An autistic Tony has been running himself ragged trying to organise the Maria Stark Foundation's charity fundraise/ball for New Years Eve. Having exhausted himself in the run-up, he finds the atmosphere too much with too many different stimuli. Steve notices, and takes care of him.

So Much More (ao3) - TheDoctorIsIcecube T, 2k

Summary: Everything being loud and bright had always been a problem for Peter, but it got worse very quickly after a very strange day.

Survival (ao3) - asdPawprint T, 5k

Summary: Peter is in college, and it's really hard. He can't remember the last time he went to class and didn't have a panic attack (or several). If that ever happened at all. Simply surviving is so difficult, Peter isn't sure if thriving is even possible. Until a golden retriever on the internet catches his attention.

The Sanctuary (ao3) - CaptainJimothyCarter bucky/clint G, 4k

Summary: Clint is autistic and he's designated one place in Avengers Tower to become his sanctuary, his safe-space for when he needs to stim. No one is allowed in there, but it doesn't surprise anyone when Clint offers his safe-space to Bucky to use when they're both overwhelmed.

Villanelle (ao3) - Magi_Silverwolf G, 1k

Summary: Tony wasn't good with kids. In general, that just wasn't a thing he was. So imagine his surprise when one snuck into his lab to make a demand.

you're so golden (ao3) - An_Abudance_Of_Stories peter/gwen G, 458

Summary: Self-indulgent fluff about Petergwen.

[magnetos-dynasty]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: X-Men (Comicverse) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lorna Dane & Wanda Maximoff Characters: Lorna Dane, Wanda Maximoff Additional Tags: Panic Attacks, Hurt/Comfort, out of control powers, Marvel Rare Pair Bingo 2023 Summary:

Lorna’s heart is beating so rapidly and desperately it shakes her body.  No - the ground is shaking.  No.  It’s both.

“Lorna, are you with me?  Please.”

(Lorna panics, and Wanda keeps her safe.)

[groovy-lady]

@mycroftrh if you ever do write this meta, I’ll definitely read it!! Poor Tony!! IM2 makes me want to hug Tony and get him the help he needs (if he wants it) the entire time!

The only thing you fight for is yourself.

[icharchivist]

https://www.tumblr.com/mycroftrh/747765630192730113/far-worse-in-my-opinion-than-the-famous-he?source=share

This made me think of the hivemind and our love for analyzing and pondering characters who lie and manipulate and put on masks

(link)

HELP

when we make HC about those character it does end up walking this line of, is it correct to assume those parts of the characters are real, or which part are wrong, and all of that.

but yeah lying characters end up being difficult to just analyse because of that

not like it's going to stop us anyway!

[ao3feed-moonknight]

Pier Fishing

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/dM2VnlJ by MycroftRH Bruce & Hulk & Steven & Marc & Jake deal with a sea monster, and also possibly some feelings. Words: 2071, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Moon Knight (TV 2022), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M, Other Characters: Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Jake Lockley, Bruce Banner, Hulk (Marvel) Relationships: Steven Grant/Marc Spector/Jake Lockley/Bruce Banner/Hulk Additional Tags: Polyamory, But with only two bodies, Multiplicity/Plurality, Author is a system read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/dM2VnlJ

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Eyes

by MycroftRH The Batmobile pulled into the Cave accompanied by more of Dick’s happy chatter. Bruce got out first, Dick bounding out the passenger door to his side. Bruce pulled down his cowl. “Good job, today, Dick,” he said, and Dick looked up at him, grinning widely - And froze. He felt like a baby rabbit under the gaze of a wolf, prey looking at a predator, flashing teeth longer than his limbs - there was something wrong with Bruce’s eyes - his eyes, they - And then it was gone. Words: 1707, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 4 of DC Whumptober Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Whump, Whumptober 2023, Hurt/Comfort, Mind Control, Blanket Permission, Podfic Welcome via https://ift.tt/hFeAXfH

[dharmafox]

"What... what kind of honey is this, Mr. Medicine Seller?"

"Oh, no special kind..."

[sthilarions]

Link:

Niko and Sprites stickers/magnets/pins :D

Link in reblog so Tumblr doesn't hide the post.

[highways-are-liminal-spaces]

I absolutely must see your favorite nudibranchs. If that category is far too wide to make such a horrible decision (I certainly couldn’t get it down to five) then favorite dexiarchiae?

This was so much fun and so specific, and I didn’t even get to any new species on the list (5 is so short!) but I learned about so many more looking through them. Let’s start with the basic bitch answers, and then get weirder:

1. Like everyone else, my favorite is of course Glaucus atlanticus

2. Pteraeolidia ianthina

3. Dirona picta

4. Janolus flavoanulatus

5. Babakina anadoni

For more fun pictures of all the many nudibranchs I had to cull, check out the iNaturalist page for the suborder Cladobranchia!