#survivor team up

[inkandpaperqwerty]

"You know, in movies and books, being a genius makes everything way easier," is what Duck is thinking as he creeps toward a convenience store he hopes has some kind of first aid kit.

That's right, I've posted another oneshot that gives you a little more background for my book, Cataclysm, which will be coming out in September 2024! You can read Finding Home on AO3, wattpad, or Substack, and I would love to get your feedback.

Also!! Looking for ARC readers for the book itself, so if that interests you, be sure to reach out! I'll be sending out the ARCs in July. Thanks!

[sincerely-sofie]

We’ve talked about how interesting an interaction between my cubone hero for Rescue Team and Twig could be, what with their experiences with maternal figures in their lives. I’ve had an idea for another interaction gnawing away at my brain for the past day, along with this fact: Gengar’s age during the pre-game is never stated, and his actions leading up to the curse always read as a mischievous young teen’s behavior to me.

[gobald]

I really love how the airport tower looks like the silhouette of a giant robot. Wonder if they made it like that as a hint to Liberty Prime?

[hollygl125]

Yes, We Are: A New Year: A Fantasy, and a Fresh Start

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: CSI: Crime Scene Investigation (TV 2000) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gil Grissom/Sara Sidle Characters: Gil Grissom, Sara Sidle, Hank (the Boxer Dog) Grissom Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Nerds in Love, Romance, Fluff, Only Canon Angst, An Intimate Encounter, Honeymoon, fantasies, New Year's Eve, New Year's Fluff, New Year's Kiss, i just need them to be happy, totally self-indulgent, CSI as Rom-Com, Emphasis on Rom, Don't Hold Your Breath for Com, F. Scott Would Say I'm a Sentimental Person Not a Romantic One, Science Nerds (Affectionate), emotional journey, (Still), An Ode to AUs Past Series: Part 12 of Survivors in the Night: A Las Vegas Love Story

Summary:

Some say fantasies are “best kept private.”

I think fantasies are best when shared.

Our two lovely science nerds share some fantasies past (2006-2013) and look toward the future (2015-2016). There’s a bit of a retrospective—and a bit of an ode to GSR AUs of years gone by.

[fatedroses]

Head Rest/Back Rest

[fantasticalleigh]

Imo Bayley is gonna be the fifth woman. Why else did they make a point of Rhea saving her last week and Bayley being sort of amazed by that?

[royalarchivist]

Luzu: Roier, there are people here who have been killing like, 4 to 5 people every day on the server, but you don't know it because you've been in Brazil drinking caipirinhas!

Roier: Yes, but let's see Luzu, who has suffered the more; them or Luzu cubito? Look at your face! You look like you've suffered.

Luzu: Roier, I am a survivalist. I'm dedicated to surviving.

[bronzemettle]

Is it common for DC characters to be members of the Avengers of for Marvel characters to be members of the Justice League in the BronzeRealms?

It's not common, no. But it has happened from time to time. The Marvel/DC distinction obviously doesn't exist in-universe, but there is a cultural divide and methodological beef between the Justice League and Avengers that has led to a lot of heroes feeling like they should "pick a side" even if they're not on either team. But no-one's getting bullied for who they do team-ups with either (at least, not much).

Let's give a few examples. I mentioned in another post that Huntress was kicked out of the Justice League for a time because she started killing again. During that time, she briefly joined the Avengers. However, she made one horrible mistake, and hooked up with Tony Stark. She had to leave before too long.

You can flirt with Tony Stark. Everyone flirts with Tony Stark! At this point he's used to being told a flat "never", just once, taking it on the chin, and still being able to sass a little afterwards. But if he actually thinks it's GOING somewhere!?! If one time out of twenty he can actually get a Yes from someone?! Doomed. Constant, insufferable torrential flirting as he pushes that Skinner Box button "sex please?" over and over waiting for the treat.

Next example. She-Hulk had a substantial, successful stint on the Justice League Dark. Nothing bad happened. She could easily jump in with them again. She gets along with half the team better than they get along with half of each other. She just has a lot else going on!

Damian Wayne and Kamala Khan are good friends and have teamed up a good handful of times. They're around the same age (Kamala a year or so older), both based in Jersey, and just... terrifyingly formidable. They dated, for a little bit, but then Kamala helped Damian accept that he's Aromantic and there's nothing wrong with that, and him not being interested in relationships isn't a sign of being socially stunted from his assassin upbringing and he shouldn't force himself through the motions of it.

Kitty Pryde joined the Birds of Prey for a little bit too. She was crushing on Barbara p. hard... And then she realized basically half the team have crushes on Barbara, and decided that wasn't healthy, so she quit the "waiting for Oracle to stop being a useless bisexual and realize she has a harem waiting" support group, and bounced out of Gotham altogether to just move on with her life.

Red Tornado was part of the original Defenders (Doctor Strange, Namor, Hulk, Silver Surfer, Valkyrie) for a time, but not very long (then again, not that much shorter than the normal tenure with that version of the team).

The Xenomorph survivor named Kara who Superman rescued from a dome city called The Rock in events-generally-similar-to the excellent comic "Superman Vs Aliens"... She isn't Supergirl, but she does exist, and she joined the Guardians of the Galaxy.

I was focusing on the hero teams for this post but the biggest examples of Marvel and DC characters being on teams together is on the villain teams. Especially Cadmus, but that really deserves its own whole post, so for now I'll leave things here.

I'll probably come up with more hero examples later, too, and maybe people here can suggest a few of their own!

EDIT:

Okay Azrael BELONGS on the Midnight Sons.

[adrianicsea]

sometimes i think about how blatantly clear and obvious it is in dragon age origins that alistair and morrigan were also intended to be bisexual and were made straight at the last second and it makes me so angry and sad that i get nauseous

[vonlipvig]

HOOOOLY SHIT genevieve did it, they got kishan.........honestly, good for her.

but yeah, that was a FUN episode. i WISH people would stop losing their votes so they could PLAY......but hey, the red tribe dynamics are CRAZY rn. and all things considered, 1) i still have sol YIPPEEEEE, and 2) no rome blindside tonight but IT WILL HAPPEN. AND IT WILL BE DELICIOUS.

[villainartist]

can i be honest and say that the idea of danganronpa being a tv show where the tv actors are legit murdered on live television, and thats just that, never made sense to me.

i know we get vagueries of the world being all rotten and fucked up and its not like i deny this! but i think a big corrupt tv company that has a death grip on the worlds attention would want its actors around after the season ends for contracting shit, merch ads, interviews, etc etc etc.

it just makes more sense to me then actually killing off popular characters and basically never being able to do anything w them again bc you fucking killed the actor playing them. VR au just makes so much sense yknow

[thesilverlady]

in my humble opinion I think Aegon III and Viserys II are the ones who suffered the most out of all D&R's kids

[randomwriteronline]

The port was bustling with beings of all sorts. If the noise hadn't already been enough to make him as sick as a De-Matoran exposed to the faintest buzzing of a far away Rama, the bodies shoving him around like an empty sack and squashing him between them would have gotten the job done.

If somebody apostrophed him he either did not notice or did not aknowledge it; frankly, in a place like this, it was better that way.

Masks, teeth and snouts melted in his vision as he passed through them, struggling to breathe as the tremors that had started rattling him half to death hours ago still refused to give him any respite. Within the swirling typhoon of his own thoughts he realized numbly he had nothing on himself - no currency of any kind, no object to trade, no means to survive beside his own tool.

Then, like a dream, an unusual Kanohi flew past him.

His yellow eyes fixed on it.

He managed to move only as it was disappearing off towards the docks, devoured within the shifting mound of bodies: he bolted off after it with newfound energy as he shoved his way through the much larger beings blocking his path.

"Whexie!" he cried out: "Whexie!"

The white-armored Toa stopped in his tracks and looked around, a puzzled expression beneath his mask.

Relief swept over him as he recognized the Calyx.

"Whexie!"

The Toa's gaze fell onto the golden Hau, and lit up.

"Lhi!" Whexie shouted back at him, arms raised and already hurrying over to him: "Lhi! Brother of mine!"

They joined fists in a quick salute before Lhikan was pulled into a tight hug: "Great Spirit," he wheezed as he grabbed onto the cold armor like his life depended on it, "It's been so long."

"It has! Ah, it really has - how many years? A thousand, two, three?"

"What are- you," the Ta-Toa struggled to speak "What, what are you doing here?"

His friend pointed to a ship docked not too far away, all abuzz with Toa of Ice: "Just stopped to restock - we're off to get some brothers and sisters for a team or two. What about you?" a laugh snaked into his voice: "Don't tell me they're still sending you off on errands!"

Lhikan would have laughed about it too, because he'd always hated running errands, and maybe he would have groaned before confirming his punishment, or playfully shoved him off for assuming he was still being treated like a freshly turned novice after all these centuries of hard training.

But the Toa of Fire only managed the momentary ghost of a chuckle, and though he tried, and tried, and tried, his words failed him.

His grip onto Whexie tightened, shivers wrecking him once more; his brother's smile dropped quickly as his friend's condition visibly worsened in the span of only a few seconds.

Before he could press on, Lhikan spat out a single word: "Frostelus..."

The Ko-Toa stiffened: "An attack?"

"The," Lhikan stuttered, "The fortress..."

Whexie's hold on his arms turned steadier, his eyes resolute - they'd known each other for so little, all things considered, back when he'd come along to a visit to his cold brother's own fortress, but his readiness to action was the first thing that had stuck out to him and that he had so terribly envied even after the two had become fast friends: "How far is it from here?" he asked quickly. "If it's close enough it'll take us nothing to--"

But Lhikan shook his head, and his voice sputtered out of him like dirty water from a faulty faucet: "N- n- Whe- Whexie, no, it's - gone, it's gone, it's gone, the for- fortress is, it's... It's..."

He stopped only as kind arms wrapped around him again.

"Oh, Lhikan," he heard breathed into his audio receptor. He clung again to the white armor while a hand pressed comfortingly on his back. "How many of you escaped?"

The tremors turned harsher. "Me," the Ta-Toa started as if making a list; but no names followed his.

The hug enveloping him squeezed him a little tighter.

A kind chill seeping into his muscles offered a welcome respite.

The hold on him shifted suddenly, slipping around his shoulders to press him against his friend and sustain him, as though he was going to fall to the ground at any moment.

In all fairness, with how hard he'd started shaking again, it wasn't that silly of an assumption.

"Come," Whexie said with such a tone that it almost sounded like an order while beginning to drag him away from the spot he'd seemed to root himself in: "Come, brother of mine, come with us. We'll take care of you."

Lhikan struggled to stand his ground, to halfheartedly pull away from the kind grip: "No, no - Whexie, there's- I'll, I won't--"

"It is no good to walk alone in a universe as vast as this, even with masks as powerful as yours and mine," the Toa of Ice cut him off. His frigid tone melted a little as he tugged his poor brother closer, so much that their heartlights could have been mistaken for a single one from a distance: "You'll always be welcome among my kin. And I told you, didn't I? We're setting off to assemble a team or two. I know there is no one beside whom I'd want to fight more than you."

The lone Fire Toa's yellow eyes wavered briefly.

His head laid hard against Whexie; stiff shoulders at last sinking with a long sigh which was equal parts grateful, relieved, and still so awfully guilty, he allowed himself to be taken to the ship without offering any more resistance.

"Mata Nui sent you here, brother," he whispered before one of the more seasoned Toa could stop his work to holler down at them, demanding to know who he was.

He felt a cold hand squeeze him comfortingly: "I'm glad he did."

[the-artist-dt-207]

Team up! Inspired by the Frank who let me unhook myself because no one was helping each other. So we hinted em down one by one >:)

[fatedroses]

Something silly for the trio as I think about them encountering a cactuar out in the wilds. Well, more specifically a gigantuar. Here we have: Has taken many a needle before and is very afraid, the one who physically can't feel fear but knows exactly what's about to happen, and a freshly prepared tank who is about to get pin cushioned for the first time in his life.

[agirlking]

Distracted by how beautiful my Shepard (Ayla) is.