#trying to design a new logo for my lab

[markscherz]

A new friend!

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Hey! I just saw your post on the mini prompt and a minute ago i was thinking of fics where peter surprises people when he speaks Italian or Spanish. could you write one with something like this? Also i really love your writing style (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)❤️❤️

Aw! Thank you so much @stardustinmyeyesstuff !! I had a lot of fun deciding where to take this prompt. But I seem to have landed somewhere between a 'Peter and Tony Speak Italian' and ' Peter Parker Calls Tony Stark Dad' trope. Haha. I hope that's okay and that you enjoy it!

Here it is, just barely under 1k, at 995 words.

Mumbled Italian

If there was one thing Peter had learned about Tony over the last year, it was that he liked to talk. He liked to talk about everything all the time, and Peter loved it. The constant chatter meant he got to have amazing conversations with the Tony Stark! And in time, it meant being able to engage in lots of playful banter too.

In tandem, he learned that if there was something Tony felt he shouldn’t say out loud, he would simply grumble it under his breath. In Italian.

Often it was complaints. Sometimes they were about Pepper forcing him to attend meetings. Other times they were about FRIDAY being a little too sassy or how Captain Rogers was a know-it-all. Peter never said anything about it. After all, he wasn’t supposed to be able to hear it. Let alone understand it. But he had enhanced senses and an Italian aunt, making it very easy for him to understand every single one of Tony’s lowly spoken words.

For a while, it was easy to ignore whispered criticism. All the way up until the day he overheard Tony mumbling about him.

He walked into the lab and dropped his backpack on the floor. Then he and Tony greeted each other as he removed his hoodie.

“How was school?” Tony asked.

“Good! I aced my math test,” Peter said, as he crossed the distance between them.

“I knew you would,” Tony smirked. “You’ve mastered that material. Why are you even in that class? You’d do so well in a college dual-enrollment progra-” he said, pausing mid-word to change the subject altogether. “What are you wearing?”

Peter looked down, unsure of what he’d put on that morning. When he saw it, he blushed three different shades of red. “Oh my God, Mr. Stark. I just threw something on this morning. I didn’t even realize what it was,” he attempted to explain.

“Okay. That’s fair,” Tony replied, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. “But it doesn’t explain why you own it.”

Peter opened and closed his mouth several times while still trying to obscure the blatant Oscorp logo. “It was from a field trip,” he pathetically stated.

“A field trip, huh,” Tony replied. “And you kept the shirt? Wasn’t that trip a little, I don’t know- traumatic for you?”

“It’s just a shirt,” Peter struggled. “And I was wearing a hoodie over it all day. The only reason I took it off is you don’t like me to have strings dangling over the machinery!”

“Well, yeah. That’s a safety concern,” Tony said, “This, however, is just plain insulting. You wore an Oscorp shirt to my Stark Industries workshop,” he said, then abruptly stood up. “Actually, I’ll be right back.”

Peter sat down at his workbench to await Tony’s return. It didn’t take long. Twenty minutes later, Tony was coming back into the lab with his arms full of bags from the Stark Industries gift shop.

“Foremost, here’s the shirt you’re going to change into,” Tony said, tossing a black SI t-shirt Peter’s way. “But got one of everything for you. Including pajama pants. Did you know we sold Stark Industries pajama pants? Because I didn’t. One of those is for me.”

Peter shook his head and quickly switched out shirts, tossing the green Oscorp one into the trash bin beside the desk. Then he sat down to start his homework. And that’s when he heard it. Tony was sitting across from him, manipulating a new design while muttering under his breath.

“That child will be the death of me,” Tony nearly silently mumbled. Followed by “No son of mine is going to be caught wearing something like that,” and “Why do children always defy their fathers?”

Every word of it was spoken in fluent Italian.

Peter looked up, his eyes growing wider as Tony continued to grumble. Then, before he could stop himself, he began laughing. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he breathlessly spouted. “It’s just that I can hear you, and I know what you’re saying and-”

“-You speak Italian?” Tony swiftly interjected. “How much of that did you understand?”

“All of it,” Peter cackled, “I understood every word, Dad.”

As Tony's cheeks began to pinken, Peter took a few deep breaths to stop the incessant giggling. He was sure that, outside of perhaps Pepper or Rhodey he was probably the only person to witness Tony Stark blushing in the last three decades. He suddenly felt a little guilty.

“I’m sorry,” he genuinely apologized.“I should have told you before that I could hear and understand you. But it was super easy to just- not listen? And after a while, I guess it just didn’t seem all that important?”

“Of course it was important!” Tony replied, but there was no hint of heat in his tone. “I can’t believe you speak Italian and didn’t tell me. Are you fluent? I thought you took Spanish in school. Wait. Do you know any other languages?”

“Aunt May’s Italian, So I learned it from her when I was little. I guess I’m fairly fluent. You’re right, I take Spanish in school and uh,” he said, pausing to mentally go through all of Tony’s many questions. “I know a little bit of Japanese just because I thought it would be fun?”

Tony blinked, then smiled widely and spread his arms. “That’s amazing.”

“You’re not mad?” Peter dubiously inquired.

“Nah,” Tony said with a small flourish of his hand. “Surprised, yes. But not mad. I probably would have said all those things anyway.”

“Did you mean it?” Peter asked. “You think of me as a son?”

“Kind of hard not to, kid. You’re a little mini-me,” Tony replied while ruffling Peter’s hair.

And all Peter could do was grin. Tony thought of him as a son and he couldn’t have been happier about it. “Thanks, Dad. You’re the best,” he said softly. But he made sure to say it in Italian.

[greetingsfromuranus]

I love your art! Do you jave any tips ondrawing in the EENE artstyle?

Thank you!! The best advice I have is to study, study, and then study some more lol. Look at something, try to replicate it, trace over the original to see the underlying shapes, draw the shapes on your own page and replicate it like that, freehand it w/o reference, just see what works! i know it sounds like general advice, but the EENE style, especially once you get to later seasons,is very stylistically and technically complex! You're gonna have to see which aspects of it are intuitive to you, and which ones you'll have to sit down and make yourself learn. I primarily use Raven Molisee's art (lots of stuff on Deviantart and Poshmark more recently) since with his sketches you can see a lot of the underlying shapes and processes! But it would be a good idea to also check out stuff from the rest of the art department, such as Scott Underwood, Jim Miller, and Cory Toomey (you can find a list of em here: https://ed.fandom.com/wiki/The_Creators). Instagram account dawn_of_the_eds has a lot of good references!

You can also study screenshots of the show, especially if you're trying to replicate the colors/linework/movement/etc… I would recommend @ededdneddy-artrefs, as they have a nice tagging system for finding anything specific, but its also a good idea to just look at your favorite EENE clips on YouTube and go thru them frame-by-frame! It helps with understanding how the characters move, talk, express, etc… and you can really nail down the stuff you'd only get a vague idea of from watching the show at a normal speed.

For me, it took me months (minus some breaks) to get to where i am now with drawing the Eds. Someone more studious and hardworking could easily do it faster, but the point is, it takes practice! Practice combined with active, intentional learning! My progress with drawing the Eds has several phases marked by a sudden jump in skill (usually caused by me finally going out and studying some more art, and internalizing what i learned), followed by healthy stagnation, where i get comfortable with the new knowledge and just do the same stuff for a while. If you really wanna get good at drawing them, you can study much more than i do, or have shorter stagnation periods! It's ok to calm down and get comfortable with the characters, have some nice, easy, art making time, its important to not get too stressed or burnt out! But when you're feeling motivated, absolutely take advantage of that!

Some things to remember:

While the characters do have consistent design elements and basic underlying shapes, these are NOT hard rules. REMEMBER AND INTERNALIZE SQUASH N STRETCH! I've tried assigning hard rules to how I draw the eds, and it's VERY difficult. It's definitely important to write down/point out as many design quirks and reoccurring themes/shapes as possible, but just remember that the Ed Edd n Eddy style is extremely fluid and dynamic - and the guidelines you may have thought were 100% true can be shattered at any point. Basically: all rules are optional! Don't draw something because the "rules" say so, draw something because it looks good! Sometimes one rule looks good, sometimes something else looks better! I'll use the teeth as a visual example:

(art in 1st image by Raven Molisee)

Sort of a continuation of the last point - Before EENE, I had a tendency (and still kinda do) to use more symbolic drawing process, the kind of design language you'd use for logos or graffiti, or the kind of style you see in shows like Dexter's lab or Total Drama Island or something - where you get good at drawing the same shapes/lines over and over. The EENE style, especially in later seasons, does not follow the same process as these sorts of styles. For example, I used to look at Edd and say "ok, His head is THESE TWO SHAPES!" And then there would be another, I'd say "okay, 3" and then another, and another and this will keep going on and on and on. Sometimes his ears are at the corners of whatever quadrilateral his head is (like in Molisse's art), sometimes theyre on an edge (like ive seen in Underwood's art), and sometimes you just can't see em! You have to accept that the characters are a lot of things at once, and different things at different times! Like Eddys head is usually a sort of bent pentagon - but is his mouth is enough he's more like a tin-can - but from a more top view he's almost a triangle - you can do this cycle forever.

you can think about it like this: the eds designs (especially their faces) are sort of a collection of features, and the shapes holding them together than be molded and distorted as you please!

Remember that the eds often exist with 3D underlying shapes, not just flat ones! I would highly recommend studying 3d shapes in extreme perspectives specifically. Draw bent cylinders, twisted stretched out cubes, any sort of shape at the most extreme fish-eye perspective you can manage, just absolutely take advantage of them. Bend and distort and break those shapes, dig your foot into their backs and and pull at their corners like you're ripping the arms out of their sockets. Extreme visualization, I know, but Ed Edd n Eddy is a slapstick comedy - there is immense force and stretching and distortion present, you really have to get that energy into your art to replicate the style (even if I'm not great at it yet, it's something I know I must learn).

Specific tidbit that's important & I sometimes forget: The characters limbs can be as long as the pose calls for! They will be fine! If they're holding something above their head, their arms are going to stretch out much longer than normal and it's ok! You can always sacrifice the "accuracy" to the model to get a strong pose/silhouette. Though one thing I've noticed is that their clothes often don't stretch the same way their bodies do! If you stretch double D's arms out 3 yards, his sleeves are gonna be about the same length as always! Except for when it looks better to break this rule, of course :3 basically imagine their bodies are like stretchy rubber, while their clothes are not

(note how his arms are stretched reeeal long in the gif, the look of the action holds higher priority than "correct" body proportions)

Apologies on my lack of notes on Ed specifically, I've drawn him good a total of One time and haven't been able to do it again lol.... Sometimes his head is an upside down triangle, but its bent in a way that i cant find a good pattern to remember it by... though sometimes his head is a square but the bottom stretches downward to become his neck. He's weird as hell, one day ill figure it out!

That's all my advice for now :3 If i think of any more i will add it!

[magnuficent76]

(looks at the ask button) oo this looks like the Talk about Thing you like button. What if you talked about Mephisto the thing of all time

(Also hope you don't mind me sending you asks so often I feel like it's alot but there's no pressure)

(I DON'T MIND AT ALL <33 I LOVE TALKING AND I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE MY FRIEND !! /p)

TIME TO TALL ABOUT M3PH1ST0 IT IS SO THING CODED !!!

It runs a workshop for prosthetics and general robotics on Pandora, along with its adopted daughter er, assistant, 404, and several other machines that it hides from its previous 'owners'. The name is still a work in progress but the temporary name is Amps n' Caches [which isn't the best but I don't think Mephisto of all people knows how to name things.]

They love collecting old world relics ! Picked it up with their brother when they were small, and now likes fixing old stuff to the best of their capabilities. Some stuff works better than others [Like, did you know that if its well preserved enough, you can probably still get an old world mp3 to work ? Mephisto doesn't actually like much of the music but appreciates having it regardless], but they at least can turn on and perform some of the original functions. Some of these fix-ups include but are not limited to: A dirtbike, a radio that can surprisingly still pick up some signals, a handheld unbranded videogame system that is NOT copyrighted, an absolutely ancient blocky tv with an inbuilt tape player, and a handful of dvd players that can actually run modern-day disks with enough tinkering, and sound surprisingly good given their age.

Despite mostly using its Cycl0p kit prosthetics [Arm, Legs, Spinal help and Facial plate], Mephisto has made about 14 other ones for both utilitary usage [Comfort, other kinds of tools, etc] and for funsies [Aesthetics mostly, but also just to test its skills], as well as like 30 mobility aids for particularly hard days. Some are just lighter and easier to use, some help with particularly delicate tasks, some are just to look cool when you're at a store and don't need to fight people constantly, but all of them have names and are cared for deeply [No sentience for these however].

Mephisto's lab is considered a safe haven for all those who can't fight or who need help, despite him having quite a hefty reputation for being really brutal in battle. You can just ask any of the machines there and they'll tell you they'd rather be at the end of his fucked up saw arm than at the hands of their masters, but humans (particularly, those who are disabled in some way) will say the same thing more often than not. People say he's a great host and that he tries really hard to be polite and patient to everyone, but he will always vehemently deny it <3

They often go out into the wastes to find new metal/more parts for the workshop, and since cars explode in Pandora every other day, its not too hard a task. Given the opportunity to go to other planets he will also be more than happy to dumpster dive for things And if anyone tries to stop him he'll steal their shit too. The facial plate has an inbuilt identifier for the pieces they need, but they can probably identify it out of the top of their head too.

Although it makes money out of their robotics stuff, Mephisto is also a gun modder by profession ! This originated mostly out of spite in its teens, it also was a great opportunity to fix up any flaws or annoying details its guns had as it was growing up. It can be a little expensive to get it all, but Meph makes it worth it. Also, it has its own logo. Here it is :] [it covers the oriignal gun's brand cuz he don't really give a fuck]

Its not the best but hey, they're not a graphic designer, they're just makin' the guns.

...Sometimes, if you pay a lot of attention and put your ear against the walls, you can hear him mumbling to himself about "what happened", and how he's sorry he ever left, and how he misses "them all". If you're dumb enough to try and sneak up on him during this moment, you'll even see him clutching a folded up picture of a family in his hand, lovingly stroking it, like he's thinking about something. And then after he notices you'll catch a bullet between your eyes. Circle of life !

[winvyre]

OC-tober But I Have No Prompts And Just Do Whatever I Want: Day 6

VERY LONG POST (if you're just here for the art you don't have to read below the cut)

Magikos plot and lore! I didn't get very far in the original production because it was made to be a cartoon series and all that remains outside of that lost footage (I repeat: I DO NOT have it) and my fuzzy memory is the script for episode one and a handful of notes so enjoy my inconsistent rambling until we get to my ideas for the eventual rewrite.

I changed up Ravellois's design to align more with shape and color language since Magikos is meant to be visual. Round shapes to appear non-threatening and pastel pink and green to communicate a sweet and reserved personality. The stark black and white of her demon form contrasts with the warm browns and golds of her human form.

Original:

We open up on a meeting in a dark room where each of the attendees' faces is covered in shadow. The man in the military uniform at the head of the long table begins to monologue about the injustices those with inhuman adaptations face, shadow puppet/storybook style animations illustrate the narration. The man declares that "From now on, we will not call ourselves humans. We'll call ourselves..." followed by the title logo appearing onscreen (Magikos).

When the title screen fades away we're back in the meeting room, now with just military man (whose name is apparently Jedrek) and a gender ambiguous individual in a lab coat who questions Jedrek on his resolve. When he reaffirms his decision, they leave and lab coat gives the order to the guard at the door to "Prepare the misters. It's time."

The background music swells as we transition to the wordless sequence where the kill-humans-gas descends on various cities around the world, cutting to close-up scenes of people collapsing in the street, gas leaking under doors and wafting through broken windows, a woman washing dishes goes limp and her head bobs up and down in soapy water as her husband and child follow suit in the background. Two magikos in coveralls and face masks bust down the door and drag their bodies onto a pile of other corpses which they set on fire.

Zooming out, Jedrek watches the pyre on a screen from back in the base. Lab coat walks in and informs him that all the humans are dead.

Roll theme.

From there we join Ravellois as she wakes up and realizes that her city is a lot quieter than usual. Also, her parents are gone. Flashback to the night before when her parents grill her on her superiority as a demon and their expectations for her. Happily, Ravellois transforms into her human form and goes about her day. She's found by members of the magikos government, they're all "mysterious unattended child needs supervision" so one of them volunteers his family to foster her until they find her parents.

The rest of the episodes follow their adventures in going to school, practicing/learning to take advantage of their inhuman adaptations (with Ravellois vehemently denying hers), and interning(?) at the magikos government to put their skills to use until Ravellois's parents return in the season finale and she has to defeat them.

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Magikos was originally a story about finding your people and becoming who you want to be regardless of others' expectations or what they made of you (hence the demon symbolism). Killing all the humans was framed as a good thing in the same way that cutting out toxic relationships or removing yourself from a bad situation is. Ravellois had to separate herself from those things so that she could start seeing being a demon as good and not shameful or painful. When she insists to everyone she meets that she's human and refuses to use her powers, they don't believe her but they also don't press her. She's allowed to take her time in opening up as the cast goes on episodic adventures that culminate into her parents returning at the end of the season and trying to take over the new magikos society. She fights them and wins thanks to her character growth and self-acceptance, earning her happy ending where her parents change their minds seeing how their daughter grew in their absence and they... just live? I guess? I was twelve, actually decent storytelling was a skill I had yet to build and unlike [Valerie's Story], I've left it the way it was all these years only occasionally thinking about it or drawing Ravellois for fun because I like her design.

Rewrite:

First off, Hidnight already deals with most of the themes of the original Magikos so we're not exactly scrapping it, but we are changing it significantly. Starting with the genocide. Yeah, that's no longer a "good" thing. Although, the injustice angle is quite interesting; especially when you consider the ranking system.

It wasn't a major point in gen 1 until the end when the cast needed to fight the two evil demons and nobody but Ravellois could (for both overpowered MC and symbolism reasons). There were five ranks known as stars.

Taken directly from my notes:

"One star magikos are the most common and/or the weakest. Cat, bear, and other animal hybrids are most often found here. Magikos with weak and/or useless abilities are also categorized here. Ex: color-changing eyes or uncannily able to find coins on the ground

"Two star magikos aren't found everywhere but they're still not rare by any means. They're also still pretty weak and basic in terms of abilities. Avians, butterflies, other animalistic physical differences, and abilities like walking on walls or healing minor cuts. Any physicalities that show you're a magikos are almost always low tier because they aren't that powerful.

"Three stars are the middle of the known scale. Usually referred to as rare. This includes classic "superhero" abilities like super strength and speed, laser eyes, and telekinesis. Plus mythical creatures like mermaids, unicorns, and dragons. This is also the common starting point for those who climb the ranks as they hone their skills.

"Four stars is the forces of nature tier. Elemental powers controlling fire, water, ice, the earth, lightning, etc. are very rare and powerful. Controlling the weather is even more rare.

"Fives stars is the highest tier on the known scale. VERY powerful. Like, few-hits-to-kill powerful. Hardly anyone has reached this rank by working and it is EXTREMELY rare to be born here. (AN: Lab coat was born here because they could essentially "hulk out" into a giant bat/wolf monster)

"Six and seven stars were added at the end of the series when everyone saw the awesome power of demons. Six was made specifically for Ravellois because she broke all their scales and seven was for her parents. Another reason why she was the only one who could defeat them. Impossible to be born in these tiers."

I'm thinking we keep the rankings mostly the same, but now seven doesn't exist and humans are included as zero stars. The secret society saw zero stars as a stain on their species and coined the term "magikos" as a way of separating themselves from the weakling humans. Zero stars, who make up 50% of the population, are wiped out and life is pretty good for a while. But who becomes the next target in the Hidden Renaissance's quest for a perfect world now that they've successfully gotten rid of the humans? Who's at the bottom now? The one stars. It isn't noticeable at first, but one stars begin being targeted by propaganda and dog whistles. Even the ones who helped in the human extermination and subsequent government takeover. They're not "magikos enough" anymore.

Ravellois is still a demon. She still hides that she is a demon and gives her human-sona a different name to avoid being found out: Nimeni. When she wakes up in the post-humans world, she is herded along with the other magikos to the broadcast explaining the new world order and afterwords is placed with a foster family of mainly four stars (same as before) who don't seem to care about the whole quiet genocide.

As she and the foster brother her age (13) attend school, she meets magikos of all types. When the anti-one star stuff gets heated, Ravellois joins in the fight against it to protect her friends. Somehow, they find out that she's a demon. And they're kinda upset about it. "You pretending to be human isn't helping anyone. You have the power to turn this around, so use it!" And in the end, she is a support for the one stars instead of their hero. We're also giving Ravellois anxiety. A shier personality will help set her apart from my other protagonists and she can learn about coping with stress and releasing herself from the unhealthy expectations that the society, even though it favors her, presses onto her.

I'm also thinking that this story could be specifically geared towards a younger audience. Despite Valerie starting her story at ten years old, that book isn't meant for ten year olds. It gets really dark in some places. Same goes for Hidnight. I don't know exactly the age demographic either of those are for so I'd like to experiment with a target audience that isn't just Me, Winvyre/Winvyre's unnamed civilian persona. Of course, it'll be a long time yet until I start any sort of serious work on Magikos G2, I just wanted to share some of my work beyond my two main WIPs!

[hm-chan]

Week 8 reflection

What?

This week is also a prototyping week for me to work on. Since I finished my coaster paper prototype, I started work on the interactive website using Figma. I listed what function pages have to include.

Sign-in page

Home page

Forum page

User page

Q&A page

Background page

Interactive section

About me page

Reading/video page

The interactive section is the most challenging part to build up because I have to draw many graphics and let users experience and interact with the website. My mood board inspires the website style, a simple pattern with a shape of solid colour. Although this is what style I have thought for the coaster rather than the website after the conversation with the technical support in the fab lab. If I want to add colour to the coaster, I must draw the colour by myself, and I don’t feel confident enough to do such stuff. Also, the material I chose for the coasters looks better with no colour added so I will pick another design. 

I’m using the Kiwi bird design, like the coaster design for the website icon. The icon colour is now black, but I’m still trying other colours for the best-looking options. The black colour hasn't active my desired results. I have done the first design for the Sign-in page, Forum page, Q&A page, background page, reading/video page and kind of about me page. I’m rejoicing that I have made some progress this week, and I hope to finish the first design of the user page and the interactive selection by next week. I designed to combine the video and reading on one page, but during the making process, I realised this decision would make too much content on one page, so I needed extra time to solve this issue. The new design is both of them have their page. 

I named the website KiwiNibble. This name combines the idea of eating habits with the Kiwi bird's association, suggesting a cute and playful connection to both food and the bird. Should I make another logo of the KiwiNibble or only use the Kiwi bird design? I will see if I have extra time to work on it first. Finishing the website first is what I’m going to focus on next week. I still have to change the text style or the colour in the future because they still can look better.

So what?

This week's work made me realise I hadn’t thoroughly thought through my project and had enough time to learn the whole idea. I didn't know enough about all the design details in the Inspiration and Ideation phases, so the prototyping time was slower than expected. If I had a clearer idea of what I wanted to achieve a few weeks before, I could have saved time and used it to design another logo instead of agonising over what to do or not to do.

In addition, various obstacles keep appearing in the process: too much content is concentrated on one page, the lack of technology makes it impossible to achieve the initial required effect, and the original design does not give good results. It makes me less passionate and more agitated. I repeatedly asked myself if this was really what I wanted to achieve.

Overall, my lack of consideration seriously affected my planning and implementation. 

Now what?

I need to make a list of things I need to think about for the whole project so that I don't have to spend extra time thinking about it again because something is missing or I haven’t thought about it. In addition, I will list the problems I am likely to encounter and consider ways to deal with them in advance. Early risk assessment allows me to be better prepared for possible problems and avoid being too anxious.

Reference:

Gloria.Chan. (2023). DES 301. https://www.figma.com/file/8rZQILNUwspy1Nts5nNaYF/DES-301?type=design&node-id=0%3A1&mode=design&t=98rn8AGvNHFV7dx0-1

[theseventhoffrostfall]

OK listen Zaeed was great and I won't defend ME that much but come on Mordin was pretty fucking good and the idea of forced sterilization of a hostile race vs letting them breed with the risk that in the future they might get even WORSE is at least an interesting sort of ethical dilemma. Although now that I think about it they simply could have kept a 100% genophage virus in a lab with a big sign that said "IN CASE THE KROGANS GO INSANE AGAIN USE THIS"

But also Wrex had a pretty good arc of basically being this hotheaded savage who now had to rise above that and become an advocate for his people.

Granted, so there were three, maybe another floating in there somewhere, genuinely big-scale sci-fi stories mixed in among the cliche personal drama. you can stretch to include Garrus’. It’s vaguely funny but not at all surprising that the best/highest-effort writing is concentrated in all the characters that weren’t designed to be conventionally fuckable.

The Genophage thing does lead me to another rant, though, in how that game handles its morality system. In a story that’s actually focused on moral quandaries (like Star Trek at its best, though Star Trek itself would come down hard on the ‘genophage bad’ side of things if for no other reason than the writers would probably be aware that the Krogans aren’t a threat if they don’t magically have tons of ships to spread and colonize with. Why sabotaging their ports and shipyards wasn’t option A and the genophage option like Q I’m still not sure, but yeah, let’s roll with genophage dichotomy for the sake of discussion) you’d have much less judgement on the part of the narrative itself. It would be Shepard speaking from his perspective, knowing that Mordin has his own (especially considering his initial stance, one of deep regret but wholeheartedly believing his actions were necessary) and the game ultimately wouldn’t tell you what’s right or wrong. 

Except the game consistently tells you what’s meant to be right or wrong. There’s a “good” button and a “bad” button at every decision, and the “good” option not only quite consistently leads to better outcomes for the stories, but by the time of ME3 having been the good guy leaves you with a ton of resources at your disposal and better/easier resolutions to the new quests (sometimes it makes sense, sometimes it’s contrived because you dared to press the red button at one point and now your friend has no influence and factions fight and die at the whims of megalomaniac assholes) because this is a universe where platitudinous emotions rule everything and the One Great Man theory of history is objective fact. They pay lip service in 3 to the “brutal calculus of war” but it’s never borne out--being the blue man good guy is never not simply the smarter option

Which brings me to my final ramble, that good-bad/blue-red choices in dialogue to convince people are only ever emotional. It’s either an appeal to happy hand-holding-and-hugging better nature or a cringy intimidate-everyone-into-getting-your-way style of argument. A very basic thing they teach you in high school is “ethos, pathos, logos”, where you can argue from emotion, argue from your own credibility/credentials/trustworthiness, or argue from logic (how sound this logic is is irrelevant, it’s about the approach of convincing someone to fall in line because they’re convinced it’s the smart choice). This doesn’t scratch the surface of actual rhetorical techniques, but it’s a very basic starting point. I mention this because ME doesn’t even reach that high

Mass Effect is about 98% emotion, with a weird mix of ethos introduced mechanically in that you can only make certain appeals at all if you have a certain reputation, except those appeals are still generally emotional. Again, it’s basically all pleas to better angels or brute intimidation. At basically no point do you ever sit down and try to reason with people or reach a rational conclusion. In fact, the few times it does come up, the game equates it with being the red/bad/mr. evil guy-- you’re being a “cold, merciless, results-at-any-cost” bastard and there’s no way you could actually want to logically reach a solution that works best for everyone. 

This extends all the way down to your crew in ME2--every time you’re meeting a crewmember and are given the choice of either being casual and personable and telling them to ignore ranks, or to be standoffish and encourage professionalism, the former is the good-guy option and is presented almost like you’re an adult who’s squatting down to talk with a child on his level, and the latter is presented like you’re a sneering jerk rubbing your rank in everyone’s face

[chaozsilhouette]

Venomous Encounters

With the season two special, we know it is canon that humans can be forcibly transformed into demons.

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“Wait, I helped you!” Syntax screamed at the sight of one of his own creations scuttling towards him. Cornered between two dangerous demons with his back to the computer, he had nowhere to run.

Despite being an expressionless mechanical construct, the Spider-Bot was cloaked in a sadistic aura. The machine jumped behind him before clamping tightly onto the man’s back. He felt the injectors bypass his coat to easily pierce his soft flesh.

Gasping at the pain, Syntax saw the world around him had changed.

No longer was he in the Spider Queen’s lair. No, now he was in the lab of his dreams. Advanced computers were in the midst of running simulations. Blueprints for new robotics were neatly filed on a workbench. Tools of every shape and size were scattered throughout the lab in a lovely display of organized chaos. Framed pictures showcasing different machines were hung tastefully at regular intervals.

Syntax couldn’t help relaxing in such an environment. He just felt at peace.

“There truly is no place like home.” Startled, Syntax spun around to see a male figure barely five feet away from himself. Or at least one he assumed was male. The being was of equal height to himself, but they could never pass as human. Maybe it was the serrated teeth and purple skin, but Syntax knew nothing good would come from this creature.

Although beyond that, Syntax couldn’t make out many details. It was as if someone had drawn the basic framework but left the rest of the canvas blank. A bizarre thought whispered in the back of his mind that it wasn’t complete, yet.

Syntax stepped back. He wasn’t a man of action. He was a scientist; his nature was rooted in tinkering and discovery. If this demon wanted to fight, he feared for his nonexistent chances. All he could do was buy time. “Who are you? Where am I?”

“Hehehe.” Glowing green eyes stared down the scientist with an inhuman hunger. “For starters how do you feel? You know you’ve never set foot in this lab, but there is no mistaking that this place feels familiar.” A dark voice spoke, eerily similar to his own. The demon slowly took one step then another and another and another, until he was circling the scared human-like the predator it was.

Syntax kept track of the demon’s progress. After getting stuck here, he wasn’t so keen on getting stabbed in the back again. Yet his mind couldn’t help but dissect the question.

Looking back on it, the stranger was right. The blueprints were of his own design. Copies of his old creations were scattered around. The pictures were of his finest work. Somehow, he was trapped in his head. Odds are this was the result of the transformative properties of the Queen’s venom. Which meant the stranger was a creation of the poison that now coursed through his veins.

“Good to see fear hasn’t completely taken that mind.” Somehow the fanged smile widened “Go on. Say it.”

“This is a mental projection of my mind.” Syntax summarized, cursing his luck. If this was any other situation he would have been thrilled at the opportunity before him.

“Precisely. I am grateful.” The weirdest thing was the demon actually sounded honest. “To think I would be born from such brilliance. You have my dearest gratitude.” The demon bowed but quickly demonstrated the action was more than a simple sign of respect. Four metallic spider limbs grew from his back. As they touched the ground, green lines started lighting up like a live circuit board. Syntax watched for a minute in morbid fascination as they crawled up different surfaces and became more complex.

Syntax immediately likened the effect to a virus, meaning he couldn’t get caught up in that.

Without further hesitation, Syntax ran. He ran with the knowledge his capture would equal a fate worse than death. He leaped over desks and sidestepped machines knowing he couldn’t let anything stand in his way.

“Trying to run won’t save you. You are me and now I will be you.”

He was really starting to hate that voice. It was only made worse accompanied by the sound of metallic spider legs rushing about.

No! He couldn’t think like that. This was his mind, meaning there had to be some way he could fight back.

“Struggle all you wish. All your struggles are simply making my emergence into reality all the sweeter.”

Something snagged his foot. Falling to the ground, Syntax stared at his foot. It had been wrapped in what could only be called webbing.

The demon grabbed him by the neck and rammed him against the wall. Photos clattered to the floor. Syntax looked on in horror as the virus consumed everything in sight. Computer monitors fritzed out before halting to display a spider logo.

But that wasn’t the most disturbing thing.

Before his eyes, Syntax watched as the finer details started to emerge from the originally simple body. The face soon became an exact duplicate of his own but altered in such a way that the monstrous fangs and eyes appeared natural. Clothing manifested as a darker version of his current garb. He could feel claws growing around his neck where the fiend held him down.

“Thank you, Syntax. This wouldn’t have happened without you.” The human watched to horror as his twisted mirror took a moment to stare at him with a level of love he hadn’t felt since long ago before clamping down on his neck.

The darkness was creeping in. He was losing feeling in his limbs. Yet with his last ounce of strength, Syntax reached towards a small picture frame on the main desk. Even as his vision blurred into a despicable mix of colors, he could still remember the young face staring up at him with joy.

“Forgive me.”

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*Crash*

Whipping her head around, a young girl with black hair and green eyes searched for what caused the noise.

It was the music box her dad made for her. The once beautiful creation was lying on the ground with cogs strewn around it without rhyme or reason. What she didn’t understand was why? She hadn’t opened it in since yesterday and when she last saw it, it wasn’t anywhere near the edge.

She didn’t know why, but she had a very bad feeling. She just hoped he was able to finish up work before the parade started. He promised they would watch the fireworks together.

[krillin-fanfic]

Identity In Ink

Welp, I did a thing! Probably one of only two I’ll be able to do this month, but I DID IT! This one’s for the “Tattoo” prompt, and mostly 18-focused and a shortie, but it’s a concept I’ve discussed with people in the past: Basically, did Gero ever do anything to mark his creations, and if so, how would they deal with that. And this one just kinda flowed out. Feel free to show some love or leave feedback in the links too! FF.net link AO3 link Without further ado, here we go.

Sometimes, she couldn't help but let it bother her.

It was a small thing. Something hidden away, beneath clothing, able to be put out of sight, and thus out of mind. But since she'd moved here... since she'd spent more time with her husband on the beach... it was becoming harder to ignore.

"Hmm.." 18 stood in front of the bedroom mirror, her pajama shorts pulled down a bit as she gazed at her hip, fingers idly tracing the object of her discomfort. There, on her left hip, was a small tattoo of the Red Ribbon logo.

It really shouldn't have bothered her, she knew; she'd made her peace with that part of her life a couple of years ago, around the same time she'd finally allowed herself to accept she'd had feelings for her best friend. But still, it reminded her of a time when she hadn't been so free. Reminded her that everything she used to be had been stolen away from her. Reminded her of that twisted old man and his "experiments"...

"Hey babe, you ok?"

18 inhaled sharply and let go of the shorts, the elastic snapping back against her as she spun to face her questioner, her expression cool as ice. "Do I look like I'm in trouble, dear?"

Krillin frowned, tugging at the loose shirt that served as his pajama top. "Well... yes, honestly. You can fool a lot of other folks, 18, but I know when something's bothering you." He pointed at the mirror behind her. "Plus I kinda caught you staring at that for a while."

18 closed her icy blue eyes and exhaled sharply through her nose. "Picking up habits from the old man again, are we?"

"Hey now, come on," he protested. "You're my wife and the mother of my child, who is finally asleep, might I add. But I'm allowed to look in our bedroom."

18 crossed her arms and huffed. "Peeping tom."

Krillin laughed as he noticed the faintest hint of a smile on his wife's lips. "Okay, okay, my bad." He threw his hands up in mock despair. "Spare me, oh mighty goddess of Kame Island."

She opened one eye and peered at him. "Hmm... offer me tribute and I'll consider it."

Krillin took a step forward and stood on his tiptoes, placing a soft kiss on her cheek. "Is that better, mistress?"

18 felt her face flush. "N-no... not good enough." Her blush deepened as she felt his hand cup her cheek and bring her face to meet his, her heart skipping a beat as he began to place feather-soft kisses on her lips. She loved this feeling. It was almost enough to make her forget-

She broke off the kisses and sighed deeply again. "Okay... okay yeah, there is something that's been bothering me."

"Ahhh, I figured." He took her hand in his. "What's bugging you, hon? Is it that... mark again?"

She nodded. "Mhm. Just seems so dumb. I know that's not who I am, I know I'm more than that, but sometimes when I see it, it just reminds me of before. Back when I really thought I'd lost my humanity. When I thought it was too late."

Krillin frowned. "Babe, if it bothers you that much, we can try to do something about it." He rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand. "We can always see about getting it removed."

18 snorted. "Like we can afford that? Those procedures aren't cheap, you know. Besides, I doubt there are any places that do that who have a laser remotely strong enough to work on my skin."

Krillin shrugged. "Fair enough, I suppose." He rubbed his chin for a moment. "Have you considered covering it up with something else, then?"

18 rubbed her forehead. "Maybe... I dunno. I'm not sure what I'd put there even if I could, really." She sat silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. "I think... I think I'm gonna go check on Marron real quick." She gave her husband a pat on the head as she headed out the door. "Back in a sec."

She tiptoed across the hall to her daughter's room, the door now adorned with letters spelling out the little one's name, turning the knob as quietly as she could. She only opened it wide enough to slip in, and shut the door behind her; no sense risking her baby girl waking up when she could see just fine in the dark, after all. She took the final two steps to the crib nestled in the middle of the room and smiled.

There lay her baby girl, sound asleep. Her blonde curls splayed out on her pillow, her tiny fist balled up on her chubby little cheek, little noseless face the picture of angelic calm as her tiny chest rose and fell with each breath. 18 reached out and brushed her other cheek softly, and sighed with content.

Little Marron had only recently reached an age where they'd felt comfortable letting her have her own room, and even then it was reluctantly. But between needing a larger crib, and frankly no small amount of frustration, they'd decided it was time. Little Marron hadn't initially been a fan, being quite fussy the first few nights; her father had been as well, and 18 rather appreciated the irony of her husband wanting a return to their intimacy yet also being grumpy about not having Marron with them. She understood though. Marron was one of the only two people whose mere presence seemed to have a calming effect on her. She could be in the worst of moods, but the moment that baby girl cooed at her, it all seemed to drift away as she got lost in those big dark eyes.

18 rested her cheek on her arm as she watched her baby sleep. Her baby. The idea had felt so impossible not so long ago. She'd been sure, positive, that all the alterations to her body would have made her unable to conceive. Gero hadn't seemed the type to leave behind anything that didn't fit his uses, after all. And it's not as if she and Krillin had bothered with precautions for well over a year without consequence. 18 allowed herself an admittedly lecherous smirk at the memories.

But then, one day, it'd happened. The news had shocked both of them, and been a source of both happiness and fear for them as well. But the moment their little bundle of love had come into the world, all that fear seemed to vanish in an instant. She's been so very small, with her mother's soft blonde hair and her father's eyes and features. There was no doubt she was theirs, and Krillin opined that she was the physical manifestation of their love. She'd initially snorted derisively and called him sappy, but as she held their little bundle, she couldn't help but quietly agree.

The tiny form in front of her stretched and yawned, and her heart melted. She was so sweet and innocent... so much so that 18 could find it hard to believe she came from her. She'd been meant to be an assassin, a killer, but now all she wanted was to protect this little angel. 18 smiled and leaned down, placing a feather-soft kiss on her baby's head before quietly opening the door backing out into the hall, gently shutting it behind her.

"She really is amazing, huh?" 18 stiffened and turned to see Krillin leaning against their doorway, grinning.

"Amazing is an understatement. Sometimes I still can't believe that we... that I-"

Krillin straightened and stepped toward her, shushing her. "You best start believing it, 18. She's ours." He took her hand and kissed it softly and smiled as she sighed, contentedly. "You feeling better now?"

"Yeah, I suppose so," she said, wrapping her arms around him. "Feels kinda silly now, letting something like that get to me as much as it did."

He rubbed her back softly. "Nah, it's understandable hon, believe me. So... any ideas on what you might wanna cover that up with?"

18 glanced over at her daughter's door once more. She was her second chance, the ultimate proof of her humanity. The center of her world. Her eyes fell to the plaque on the door, taking in the letters of her daughter's name. 'M-A-R-R...'.

She smiled. "Yeah... I actually do."      ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Once 18 had decided on her new design, Krillin had called up Bulma to see is she's had any ideas on how they could get this done; 18's skin was near-unbreakable, after all, and no normal needle was up to the task. Bulma had eagerly agreed to be of assistance and told them to come over the next day.

It had taken a moment for 18 to brace herself, going back into a sterile lab, laying down on a table, but the procedure had been shockingly swift, a matter of minutes, and it was over before she's realized. She handled it well, all things considered, though Krillin's hand was a bit sore by the time it was over. He smiled at her. "See? That wasn't too bad." He leaned over and gently pecked her nose. "I'm proud of you, babe."

18 nodded and hopped off the slab, walking over to the mirror to examine the new ink, as Krillin turned to speak to Bulma.

"Thanks for the assist, Bulma," Krillin said. "This really means a lot."

The blue-haired Capsule Corp heiress brushed her gloves off on her overalls and lifted her face shield. "Oh, no worries. I had a free day today, and I'd been meaning to test this puppy out." She patted the side of the machine. "I got a custom order from a dinosaur rancher asking for something capable of inking numbers into his livestock, but he never showed up with a test subject so I never got to see if it worked. Just a matter of coding in the design and letting the computer do its thing!"

Krillin blinked. "Wait, did you just use my wife as a guinea pig?"

The heiress chuckled and waved him off. "Don't think of it like that. I never would have offered to do this if I wasn't 100% sure it was safe."

"I gotta admit, I never knew there were dinosaur ranchers out there..."

"Oh... yeah." Bulma scratched her cheek. "I mean, there aren't anymore, but..."

He raised his eyebrows. Oh. I...oh."

"Yeeeeah." She laughed nervously. "Turns out there's probably a reason that profession isn't very common, huh?" She glanced over at 18. "So, whaddya think?"

18 gazed at the small tattoo in the mirror. The red ribbon had been altered to resemble a small red butterfly, and letters added in the same font to now read "MARRON". It was a minor change, but it suited her perfectly. Red Ribbon's mark had been a symbol of the humanity stolen from her; this would be a reminder of what had proven to her that they never had.

She felt Krillin's hand slip into hers and smiled, warmly.

"It's perfect."

[6rookie-writer0110]

Let's make a playlist of your favorite songs

Cassie Lang x Male Reader Stark

Request - Can you do Cassie lang x Stark!reader where he and cassie are the same age since they are born in 2007 and should be 16 in 2023. R is Tony's son and survived the snap. Before the snap he was best friend with Peter and ned when he was like a kid and the three of them hang out. Plue Y/n and peter do like spiderman ideas. After the snap he was living with Tony, pepper, and his little sister in the lakeside cabin. In the year 2021 he got bitten by a radioactive spider but has an alchemax logo and number 42.

Since you were a toddler you have been friends with Peter and Ned. Always together playing together. Even during high school, you didn't lose your friendship with Ned and Peter. You have always been into creating music and art, sometimes you would like to tag the buildings and the trains. Only, Peter and Ned knew they are your supporters.

Sometimes you and Peter would do parkour. You and Peter have sketchbooks and notes of being a hero and being called ’Spiderman’

You, Peter, and Ned never left each other side. People always saw you three spend time together all the time.

-----

Spring 2018... 50% of the population disappeared. The older you got, you started to study what happened during the fight against Thanos. You collected notes, hacked into your father’s computer and his friends’ computers then into Shields.

You survived the snap when you found out what happened it broke you. You cried when Peter didn't survive, or when your dad is stuck in space. You would spend hours in your father’s lab and look at his stuff.

”Y/N, I knew you would be here. You are like Tony can work on something for hours or days” Pepper said.

She put her hand on your shoulder.

”I miss him and Peter,” You said.

”I miss them too. You should see Ned, he came by earlier” Pepper said.

You nod.

”I will go see him. *sighed heavily* I want Thanos to suffer” You said.

”One day he will,” Pepper said and she kissed your head.

Later, you went to see Ned. Ned did give you new ideas for your spiderman gadgets so it won't break half of the time. You and Ned start to work together on it.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

The year 2021...

You walked through the alley for a short cut. You dropped your cell phone, you bend down to pick up. You stood up and checked your phone while walking you hit a web. You tried to get rid of the web and you didn't notice the radioactive spider crawl on your shoulder and bite your neck.

”What the hell?” You yelled.

You rub your neck then noticed the radioactive spider on your forearm. You noticed the spider has an alchemax logo and number 42.

”You are coming home with me” You mumbled.

You went home and straight to the lab. You put the spider in a small tank and watched it move around.

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The next day you woke up feeling strange. You couldn't explain it, you are in shock just seeing electricity go through your hands. You start to breathe hard and your heart started to beat fast. You go to the bathroom to wash your face suddenly you turned invisible.

”I have powers!” You yelled.

Your mood changed, now you are happy that you have powers. You always dreamt of being a hero and having powers, you couldn't stop smiling. You called Ned and told him to meet you at your house. Ned did help you figure out what kind of powers you have.

----

You stare at your father’s suits and you thought about using them. But you wanted to make your identity as a hero, you want to give people hope again.

the first suit you made with Ned it's an armored suit. Ned helped you pick out the colors red, white, and black. When Ned saw you wearing the armor suit, he freaked out.

”Dude, it's awesome! You will be the coolest hero ever” Ned said.

”Thanks. I can't wait to go to the city and start saving people” You said.

You and Ned high five each other. You go to the city and start saving people. Everyone started to talk about the new hero on tv and the Internet, you felt proud of yourself.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

Being a hero wasn't easy for you. You found out working alone is hard, some people didn't like what you are doing. Other people do cheer for you. Balancing life and being a hero is very hard. But you got an idea and you worked day and night to make the app called ’Friendly Neighborhood 1.0’

People can report crimes and you will go save them and keep you in the loop, what happens in the city.

Today is slow and no one is in trouble. You decided to go tag some places. You swing to an abandoned building, you take out the spray cans, and started to draw. You stopped to put on your headphones then you started to draw again. Once you are finished you took pictures then tagged the subways.

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You got an alert on your app, gang gun shoots in downtown. You started to swing fast and you see people caught in the crossfire. You started to venom blast to fight them and you used your web to take their guns away. You noticed the boy is deaf and you started to do sign language and he smiled.

”You know sign language?” Cassie asked.

You nod. ” Yes. I thought to learn so I can communicate with someone who is deaf”

You asked questions to the boy and you're glad he isn't hurt.

”I’m Cassie and this is Roger,” Cassie said.

”I’m Spiderman,” You said and it in sign language.

Later on...

You and Cassie became friends. She found out your secret when your mask fell apart while fighting Kraven the Hunter. Sometimes you would swing to her place to see her. She would always smile when you're around.

---

Cassie noticed you set a spider-free and didn't kill it.

”I hate spiders I don't know how you stand them,” Cassie said.

”it was a harmless spider. I don't feel scared when bugs are around” You said.

”I hate all kinds of bugs. But it's cute, you liking bugs and not killing them, bug boy” Cassie smiled.

You laughed and smiled back at her.

”Bug boy?” You asked.

She nods.

”Your new nickname” Cassie giggled.

”Thanks for the nickname?” You giggled.

”Anytime, Y/N” Cassie smiled.

~The next day~

Cassie went to your house. She met Pepper then Cassie goes to your bedroom. Cassie didn't say anything, she watches you make beats and you started to sing, you have your headphones on. She kept watching you and you keep making beats. She tapped your shoulder and you looked up, your eyes opened wide.

”Cas!” You said too loud.

”Hi Bug boy. You are talented” Cassie said.

”Thanks. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in” You said.

”So, you're into music?” Cassie asked.

”Yes, also I'm into art. If you want I-I-I can show you my work” You said shyly.

”I will like to see it, Y/N,” Cassie said.

”Cool!” You said.

You grabbed your sketchbook and she starts to look at your art.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

The year 2022

You told Cassie you wanted to upgrade and design a new suit. Again Cassie caught you making beats this time you teach her how to make beats.

”This is fun, Y/N,” Cassie said.

”I’m happy that you're enjoying making beats,” You said.

”Y/N aren't you scared when you swing around the city?” Cassie asked.

”At the very beginning, I was terrified when I would swing and jump from extremely tall buildings. Much later on, the fear went away so I'm not scared anymore. If you want you can swing with me around the city” You said.

”Okay. That would be an interesting experience, but yeah let's do it. Oh, I got an idea how your suit can look” Cassie said.

”Tell me,” You said.

Cassie started to explain how your suit should look with what colors. Music is the main inspiration for your suit 2020.

----

You are standing on the roof with Cassie. She wrapped her arms around you very tight.

”Ready?” You asked.

”Y-yes,” Cassie said.

You hold her tight and you start to swing. Cassie’s heart is beating faster and faster, you feel her grip tighten. You keep swinging and you noticed how scared she is. You stopped on top of the hotel building.

”Are you okay?” You asked.

She put her hand on her chest.

”No!” Cassie yelled.

You laughed and she smacked your arm.

”I’m guessing you had fun?” You teased.

”I got scared halfway. I thought I was going to fall, I don't know you get used to that” Cassie said.

”Takes time. I got over my fear the more I started to swing” You said.

”I won't do it again,” Cassie said and you laughed.

----

Cassie is sick and you went to buy soup for her. You knocked on her window, she opened it and let you in then you take off the mask.

”I got this for you, Cassie,” You said.

”Thank you, Y/N” Cassie smiled.

”Cassie, I know we been friends for a while but I really like you a lot and I hope we can be more than friends,” You said.

”Y/N, I like you too a lot. I would kiss you but I don't want you to get sick” Cassie said.

You smiled and she sneezed.

You and Cassie do spend time together mostly watching tv or movies. Cassie finds it sweet that you're taking care of her. You gave her medicine and reheat the soup. Later, you and Cassie do play board games, video games and asked questions about each other.

You noticed Cassie has in her bedroom for a while. You go upstairs and you can hear her crying

You sit next to her on the bed ”Cas, what's wrong?”

”I miss my dad so much” Cassie cried.

You wrapped your arms around her and she starts to cry more. You rub her back and you listen to her.

You did try to make her feel better worked for a little bit, but she is still feeling depressed. You stayed with her all-day

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

Finally, your 2020 suit is complete. You can't stop smiling and start to put on the suit. The led mask, you loved it when Cassie told you about it. You got an alert on your app

”Time to test out the suit,” You said.

”Be careful, Y/N” Cassie said.

”I will,” You said.

Cassie watched you swing away.

You were busy saving people, Doctor Octopus and Kraven the Hunter kidnapped Cassie. They sent you a message and you got angry. You started to swing rapidly to Doctor Octopus’s lab. Cassie is tied up in a chair and she is feeling terrified.

You start to fight them. You used venom blast to punch Kraven, then Doctor Octopus grabbed you. Kraven punched you then you kicked him in the face and you used your web to cover Doctor Octopus’s face. You turned invisible and you started to fight them.

----

You grabbed Cassie and left the lab. You stopped on a roof and she hugged you tight then she smacked your chest.

”What was that for?!” You yelled.

”You know I hate it,” Cassie said.

”I’m not a speedster. I had to swing us away from them” You said.

You take off the mask.

”I know but I still hate it,” Cassie said.

Cassie started to ramble on then you did the same ramble on. She kissed you and you kiss her back, you and Cassie pulled apart and smiled. It's the first kiss.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

Time Skip~

Everything changed for the best. You found out Tony came back from space, you ran to him and hugged him.

”I missed you, dad,” You said

He kissed your head and held you tight.

”I love you 3000, Y/N,” Tony said.

Peter came back and he hugged you and Ned. Ned told everyone by mistake you are dating Cassie. No one knew about the relationship just yet.

”Sorry, bro,” Ned said.

”When we will get to meet her, Y/N,” Tony said.

”Soon, dad. Don't worry about it, Ned” You said.

You celebrated with everyone and you can't stop smiling.

----

You and your family moved to the woods, now live in a cabin. Now it feels like a family and you don't want that to change. Your little sister started to scream and ran towards Pepper.

”Why do you have a pet spider?” Tony asked.

”I hate spiders,” Morgan said.

Pepper was going to kill your pet but you stopped her.

”Stop!” You yelled.

The spider is in your hands.

”The spider is my pet. I got used to him being around” You said.

”Y/N, I will never understand why. But please just keep him in the cage” Pepper said.

”I will,” You said.

You go to your bedroom and put the spider in the tank. You feed him and just watch him.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✬

Date Night...

You arrived with pizza and she kissed you. You and Cassie played videos and it became competitive. You were going to take her out, but there is a rainstorm. The night is going well, she is having fun with you. You and Cassie eat pizza and started to debate what is the best movie and worst movie.

Later, you and Cassie started to play Uno but you and Cassie argued about the rules. You and Cassie eat more pizza and tried to play Uno again. Later, you and Cassie watched a movie on the couch, but end up falling asleep.

----

Scott found out what happened, he is in shock. He rushed home and knocked on the door. Cassie opened the door, they start to cry and they hugged each other. You did spend the night at her place, then Cassie introduces you to Scott.

“Wait, you're Tony’s son!?” Scott said.

“Yeah, I'm his son,” You said.

“Hurt my daughter and I will go after you,” Scott said.

“Dad!” Cassie yelled.

“I won't break her heart,” You said.

“I will keep my eye on you, Y/N,” Scott said.

“UGH!” Cassie mumbled.

Later, Scott joined you and Cassie for breakfast.

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Later, you meet up with Peter to show him your 2020 suit. Peter is loving the suit and asked many questions about how you build your suit. You and Peter worked together to save people.

[bad-at-names-and-faces]

First Session

Oh, look, I wrote a modern AU one-shot... 

ao3 ffn

This is it, Anna thought to herself, go time. She took a deep breath and stepped through the door of the clinic, a bell dinging as she entered.  It looked more like a day spa than the doctor’s office she was expecting.  Her dermatologist had recommended this place for tattoo removal, but nobody else in the waiting room looked like his usual clientele.  

Maybe it was because it was a Monday morning.  

She walked up to the counter and introduced herself.  The cigarette-voiced lady across the counter handed her a clipboard full of paperwork to fill out.  As Anna sat down in an empty corner to fill out the form, she thought it would have been nice if that tattoo parlor by the beach in Florida a few years back had required half this much paperwork before letting her get her ex's name etched in on her lower back.  What had Elsa called it at the time?  Oh, of course, a tramp stamp. Her sister had apologized since then, but the words had burned into Anna’s mind, especially after her engagement with Hans had fallen apart.

Elsa had swallowed her pride and helped her plan that wedding, never mentioning any price tags.  When Anna had started thinking about calling it off, she had gone and checked the venue price.  Then she looked at the cancellation policy.  The wording was dense and legalistic, but Anna came away with the sinking feeling that Elsa wasn’t getting much of her money back. 

“Don’t worry about the cancellations, I’ll take care of that,” Elsa promised her.  

“I’m sorry, you did so much, and you didn’t even like him,” Anna apologized.  

“Money is money, better to have a few lost deposits now...”

“I suppose you’re right.”

“Seriously, good riddance to him!”

“I guess you’re right.”

“Really, have you seen what a divorce costs? The reception hall can keep that deposit.”

“Fine, you’re right.  I do need to take care of one thing, though.”

“What’s that?” 

“Don’t you remember?”

Anna startled to her senses when the receptionist rasped something out.  A large man with a shaggy red beard and tattoos all over his face got up and walked to the desk, and it appeared that he was the one the receptionist was calling over.  Was that a leprechaun on the back of his neck?  

Oh, wait, the leprechaun was holding a basketball; it was a sports logo.  She couldn’t tell what half the other tattoos visible over his clothing were supposed to be. The door to the back opened and the face-tattoo man walked out of the waiting room. 

Anna looked down at her lap and realized she’d only written down her name and her date of birth so far.  Wait, no… she had written down her date of birth in the spot designated “today’s date”... She hoped they weren’t picky about scratching things out on these forms.  

Even with just her name filled out so far, she really didn’t want to start over completely.  She hurried through the basic information, and copied the information from her insurance card.  Would they even cover this? She couldn’t imagine they would, but it didn’t hurt to try.  Then there was a long list of health questions, with “yes” or “no” choices.  Most of them were “no” answers, but then she got going and realized she had checked “no” for something where she should have checked “yes”... more scratching out and rewriting.

She got to the end of the bottom page, and double checked.  Yes, she really had filled out the whole thing.  It felt like she was handing in a final exam walking back over to the receptionist.  A gruff “Thank you” and she was told to wait “just a few more minutes” until her appointment. Anna let out an audible sigh.  Her appointment was officially five minutes ago.

As if on cue, the door opened and a young woman called out her name.  She led Anna back to a small room that looked more like a dentist’s office.  She had actually felt calm until now, though she did her best not to look or sound nervous.

The young woman read the list of risks and limitations, and Anna told her that she understood.  

“Any other questions?” she asked.

“Do I need to change?” Anna asked, “I mean… is there a gown for me or something like that?”

“No, you’ll just need to keep the area with the tattoo visible.”

“Fine,” Anna sighed, beginning to undo her jeans.

“Wait, wait,” the young woman stopped her.  “I’m just an assistant.  The laser tech will be here in a few minutes.”

Anna sheepishly refastened her jeans.  “Thank you.”

The assistant nodded, closing the door behind her as she left.

Anna hardly had time to gather her thoughts before there was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” she said, trying to sound calm and collected.

A tall blond man in a lab coat walked in holding a clipboard, looking through what she could tell was the paperwork she had filled out earlier, full of errors.  

“You’d think you guys would have erasable pens at a place like this,” she said with a half nervous giggle. 

“You could just ask for a new form to fill out,” he replied dryly.

“Aren’t you supposed to introduce yourself?” she asked, “I mean, you have all of my information there, it seems only fair.”

He nodded.  “I’m Kristoff.  I’ll be your laser technician.”  

“Hi, Kristoff,” she said, instinctively sticking her hand out to shake, “I’m Anna, but I’m sure you already knew that.”

He nodded, shaking her hand firmly.  “So, it’s on your lower back?”

“Do I need to show you?”  

“I will need to have access.”

She nodded, turning around and lowering her pants a few inches.  “It’s so embarrassing,” she apologized instinctively. 

“Your form says red, this is pink,” was all he said.

“Huh?”

“Pink will take more sessions to remove.”

“Really?”

“Yes.  So, do you want to get started?”

She was glad Kristoff hadn’t told her to get comfortable before it started.  She had been the sort of child to break an arm and not notice right away if everything was still in place, but the pain was beyond anything, even worse that getting the tattoo had been in the first place.  She managed not to make any noise, but after a while she realized she had managed to bite the inside of her lip a little too forcefully.’

“Done for today,” he said. 

It took her a moment to realize that he was on the other side of the room now, cleaning up.  She put her hand on the spot, which had a small bandage.

“How many more sessions?” 

“Ten sessions total, if you’re lucky,” he smirked.  

“When is the next session?”

“You’ll arrange that out front, but it’s usually four or five weeks.”

Anna did the math in her head as she walked toward the door; this was going to take nearly a year.  “Ugh, this is going to take longer than the relationship.”

He nodded. “We get a lot of business that way.”

“My sister was right, I shouldn’t have gotten a tattoo with the name of someone I just met that day.”

“You got a tattoo with the name of someone you just met that day?” Kristoff asked, looking at her.

“I thought you said that kind of stuff was common,” Anna said, regretting letting herself babble on.

He laughed.  “Don’t worry, by this time next year, Hans will be long gone.”

“Wait, how did you know his name?” she asked before she could stop herself. “No, don’t answer that. I’ll see you in four weeks, Kristoff.”

Anna walked back into the waiting room, standing a respectable distance behind the man with the leprechaun tattoo as he made the arrangements for his next session. The spot on his neck was now covered with a small bandage.\

[arianalilyblack]

Come home to me

Title: Come home to me

Chapter no: Chapter 1

Author: @arianalilyblack

Pairing: Harry Wells x Reader x Eobard Thawne/Harrison Wells

Word count: 1954

Summary: The wedding of Barry Allen and Iris West is finally here. You and Harry are caught up with the wedding spirit and start to slowly realize that maybe you developed deeper feelings for each other. Everything is perfect until Nazis bust into the church ruining everything. And alongside Earth X villains guess who shows up? Your ex flame, Eobard Thawne aka the Reverse Flash, complicating everything in your lives. 

  The church was filled with joyful chatter; everyone was hyped for the wedding of the year. The wedding of Barry Allen and Iris West was finally happening. You saw Kara and Alex entering the church, while Barry was talking to one of the waitresses. Slowly everyone was taking their designated seats when they saw that Barry was approaching the minister.

You were seated next to Professor Stein; in front of you was Sara and in the front row were Alex and Harry. Kara was preparing for her performance as she was the one who would start the ceremony with her angelic singing voice. You were a little sad that you weren’t sitting beside Harry with whom you became to be like best friends after he came back from Earth-2. He had been grumpy ever since he came back, but you managed do make him smile a couple of times.

The orchestra started the melody and soon after Kara started to sing. It was the song with which Barry proposed to Iris. It was a lovely song. When you heard the lyrics you couldn’t help but to take a glimpse of Harry, who was just standing up to turn around as Iris walked down the aisle with Joe. After hearing the song for the first time you started to realize that you had some deeper feelings than friendship for Earth-2 Harrison Wells, but you wouldn’t admit it for anyone, not even for yourself. Your eyes met and you shot a smile in his direction which he happily reciprocated. It seemed like the wedding spirit caught up with him as well. He looked happy as he watched Barry take Iris’s hands in his.

 ~

 Harry was smiling at Barry while Kara was adjusting the microphone. He knew that Kara was supposed to sing the opening song, which was written by Barry, but he never heard it before. He was too busy finding out who the Thinker was to have time for small chitchats with the team about the wedding or anything like that. The only team member who he was constantly in contact with was Y/N, because he genuinely liked her presence. She always tried her best to cheer him up; she helped him in everything he needed. It was nice having her around.

He met her just before he went back to Earth-2 after defeating Zoom, but he knew many stories about her thanks to the team. She was part of the team back when they were trying to catch the man in the yellow suit aka Reverse-Flash. But after it turned out that Earth -1 Harrison Wells was the villain, she had left the team. As far as the team knows, she was in a romantic relationship with that Wells, and it was a huge trauma for her, so it was understandable that she wanted to heal before she could get back to do the job.

The first time they met the poor soul turned into a pale ghost when she saw him. Cisco quickly summarized the whole situation to her, but that wasn’t important because Harry was already on his way back to Earth-2. It took quite some time for the two of them to get used to each other, mostly Y/N would avoid him in the beginning. But in the end it turned out just fine.

Now watching all the people gathered and hearing the lyrics, Harry couldn’t help but to think about his relationship with Y/N. The verses awakened some new feelings in Harry towards the woman. He started realizing, as he closely listened to the song, that the person who he wants to run home to is Y/N; he wants her in his life every hour and every minute of it. This realization startled him, because he genuinely thought that he would never feel this way again for another person beside his wife. He brushed away his feelings and concentrated on the wedding.

~

 It was a beautiful ceremony until the pastor was vaporized by a blue ray. Everybody jumped and turned to face the threat. There were a bunch of people dressed in black, with masks on their faces and something red on their arms. You soon realized that it was a Nazi logo on the armband. You could hear Oliver and Kara saying in unison that they hate Nazis, and you couldn’t agree more. You looked behind your shoulder to see Harry trying to get out as many people as he can. He looked at you concerned, but you assured him with a smile that you were okay and ready to fight back.

It wasn’t a secret that you were a metahuman, though you rarely used your powers in combat. You had some training sessions with Barry and Cisco, but you felt more comfortable behind your lab gear, so you supported the team with your knowledge not your punching skills. You were a product of the particle accelerator explosion caused by the Reverse-Flash, and every time you used those powers you were reminded of that man. But desperate times required desperate measures and you knew you had to do everything in your power to save the civilians.

You took a deep breath, bathing in the sunlight for a second, before you started to blast the enemy with electric jolts coming from your palms. Everyone around you were fighting as well, you could see Barry’s yellow streak as he was taking people outside. One of the soldiers got close to you and tried to choke you from behind, but you managed to send an electric impulse through your elbow directly into his chest, causing ruptures in his hearts electrical system due to which he collapsed onto the ground.

You let out a small chuckle. You already knew that the enemy will underestimate you, because they will think that you are a long range fighter who cannot use his powers in close combat. But they were wrong. You learned to control your electric powers so you were able to send out impulses and even little lightning from every inch of your body. This massive power naturally came with a massive price; thereby you couldn’t use it for too long.

 ~

 Harry was escorting people out of the church through the back door, but he kept coming back to see if Y/N is still okay. He knew about her powers, her limitations, and he was terrified that she will overuse her abilities and eventually get hurt. He tried his best to keep the civilians safe by pushing them towards the exits. He didn’t have a weapon to fight with so he tried to outsmart the enemy by coming up with a combat strategy. Everyone was caught up with his own fight, Y/N as well was kicking asses, and it inevitably made him smile feeling some sort of pride mixed with some other emotions that he wouldn’t acknowledge.

He just had been turned away for a split second, but when he looked at Y/N again he saw that she was overpowered by six enemy soldiers, who were trying to knock her out. He felt fear flowing through his veins, heart rushing so fast that he almost couldn’t breathe. He started to run towards her in desperation but the next moment the soldiers were brushed off by a massive electric discharge, leaving Y/N kneeling on the floor gasping for air. He was sure that she’d reached her limits.

Harry saw an arrow drill into the wall and looked up just to see that the enemy had targeted him, but luckily Oliver Queen came to the rescue by deviating the trajectory of the arrow. Harry nodded in the direction of Oliver and rushed in a hurry to Y/N. She was almost unconscious so he took her into his arms and carried her out of the church.

 ~

 You woke up in the med bay, having no idea how you got there. Your whole body was hurting, your muscles were sore and you had a headache as well. The team and the superhero guests were discussing what happened in the Cortex. You let out a quit groan as you tried to get off the bed. Just then you realized that an infusion needle was sticking out of your arm, hooked to an infusion bag. The memories started to get back to you, and you remembered that you used up your remaining strength to brush off the enemy. You were trying to stretch your sore muscles a little when Harry entered the room. You could see the anger in his eyes, but you observed other things as well. Were they relief or worry, you didn’t know, but it was something new.

„Thank God you’re alright. I was beginning to worry” he said scratching the back of his neck.

„I’m fine, no need to worry. I’m tougher than I look” you smiled at him reassuring that you were really fine.

„What were you thinking?” he asked in his usual passive-aggressive tone.

„I… well…” you were taken by surprise by his outrage. „I was protecting the people that I care about, Harry” you answered, anger starting to build up inside you.

„You could have died.” He took off his glasses to rub his eyes. Approaching to your bed he continued to lecture you. „You know how severe the side effects of your powers are. The water is one of the most important substances in the human body, and your power uses that water to generate your electricity. The more you use it the more water is dissociating in your body, building up a huge amount of oxidative stress and not to mention the massive dehydration you are suffering.” He let out a small sigh and added in a whisper „You almost died in my arms.”

„I’m sorry, Harry” you said. „I did it to protect you”

„What?” he asked surprised.

„I mean… all of you.” You felt your cheeks burning.

„Don’t overuse your abilities ever again for me, please” he pleaded in a soft voice that you never heard from him before. You felt your heart beating faster when he took your hands in his and kissed it gently.

„Ohm, where is the team? Are they alright? Who were those black devils?” you asked in a hurry to change the subject and to give yourself time to soak in the new Harry.

„Nazis from Earth X, it’s one of the parallel Earths. I think Barry, Oliver, Kara and some others are trashing their base right as we speak. Cisco is checking the Pipeline, Caitlin and Iris are in the Cortex.” He looked behind his back to check if anyone was there. Something wasn’t right, he could feel it. „You know, I realized something today.”

„Let me guess, you hate Nazis?” you laughed, making him smile too.

„Yes, that too.” He looked like he was trying to find the best words to express himself, but he was interrupted by Mick who just rattled in.

„Doc we need your assistance. We lost the communication with the team.”

„I’ll go in a minute” he said waving his hands. „What was I saying?”

„We will have enough time to discuss this after you do your job. It’s not like I am able to go anywhere in this state” you let out a nervous laugh. You felt helpless and angry, but you tried to conceal it. He squeezed your hands, which made you blush, and went after Mick to see what happened.

You were left there alone, waiting for him to come back, but he never did. Someone else came instead, someone you thought you would never see again.

Part 2

[qhazomb]

I keep pinballing between monster Gordon designs in my head, and the most common contenders have been and owlbeast form like from The Owl House (bc him fluffy), that one humanoid design where his hair is super long and floaty and full of eyes, or a spiky dragon with near geometric scale spikes (bc the irony that his monster form is all sharp and pointy but his human form and personality are so soft and cuddly)

Bubby is usually the fire type of the group, so i always imagine monster Gordon with magma or plasma? Plasma maybe better, fits a celestial theme.

ooooh, that’s neat! i like the idea of monster gordon with plasma and lightning powers might have to incorporate that with the one i’m picturing. imagine electricity arching between his mane tendrils and whiskers and stuff, which signifies that something is about to get plasma breath’d also OOPS THIS PROMPTED ME TO SHARE A LOT OF THOUGHTS SO THIS GOT LONG, putting the rest under a read more ha ha

another thing about the monster gordon au i’ve been thinking about is that he’s not a straight-up cosmic entity like i picture benrey being, but more of just an alien from another dimension, like the critters from xen (he’s not from xen, though. whole ‘nother place entirely!) in this au, i still have gordon and benrey having known eachother as children, only this time gordon was the lil monster kid living in the woods, of course. and also, kid benrey actually saw his monster friend get carted off by black mesa! he saw the company’s logo on a vehicle or equipment or something, and never forgot it. benrey and his folks move to new mexico when he’s like, 13, and ends up befriending their new neighbor- a twenty-something guy named tommy. eventually, benrey learns that tommy’s working for this lab called black mesa, and when he sees the place’s logo he’s just !!!!!! and immediately decides he needs to try and get in that place. he doesn’t know shit or fuck about science, so trying to get a scientist job there is out. but maybe they’re hiring for like, a janitorial or security position? he’s pretty fit, and knows how to mop a floor and shoot a gun. so he goes for that. gordon still completely forgets his human childhood friend, though, awww. though that might be partially blamed on some of the experiments conducted on him. speaking of his time as a research specimen, he actually had it a tiny bit better than benrey did. didn’t take until he was in his teens before a much more caring scientist showed up to make sure he had good mental, emotional, and physical enrichment. and instead of that scientist being tommy, like for benrey... for gordon, it’s coomer. dad coomer momence :) they find gordon much more willing to cooperate after he imprints on coomer, too. and also take note of how active his curiosity is, with the alien asking so many questions and looking for so many answers for about how things work, especially when he hits his teens. somewhere along the line, some ‘mesa higher ups decide to let this xenoguy indulge his apparently scientific mind, and give him a job (he’s still required to check in for tests on himself, and not allowed to leave the facility, though). even tho he’s not an eldritch horror, he’s still got shape-shifting powers, and takes on a human form, both because all the spaces he’d work in were made with humans in mind, and to reduce the number of weird looks from literally everyone outside of sector E. and because he looked human, benrey didn’t recognize gordon at all, but also couldn’t shake this weird vibe he was getting from him. vibe increases after he sees this guy heading to do a dangerous test without one of the fancy hazard suits (being near-indestructable, he doesn’t need one). just before they get to where the test chamber is, and benrey asks him again why he doesn’t have a HEV suit if he’s really supposed to be here, gordon yells “BECAUSE I’M NOT FUCKING HUMAN, OKAY?? Now will you PLEASE let me go do my fucking job, I’m running so god damn late, christ...” the “not human” part is emphasized by gordon briefly showing a glimpse of his true form. which benrey instantly recognizes. ...aaaand then feels bad about the “i need to make sure you’re nice or not, everybody here’s afraid of you” thing. in this case, some of the other employees in sector C were afraid of gordon, as they knew what he was. benrey was a new hire and didn’t (obviously) and didn’t get why some of the scientists and guards were acting nervous around this seemingly friendly (if short-tempered) guy. but now he does. as well as why gordon looked a little self-conscious about it when benrey brought it up. whoops. even though monster!gordon doesn’t wear a HEV suit, he still has trackers that the military use to hunt the science team down. the trackers are just, y’know, in him. and unfortunately, nobody on the team knows exactly where they were stuck in him, and he doesn’t wanna just go clawing himself open everywhere to find the damn things. so the betrayal still happens, though benrey is def not feeling it as much, cause like, he JUST found his old alien friend and was gonna bust him out!! which obviously he can’t do if the fuckin’ military gets a hold of him. but then, he also can’t bust gordon out if he himself gets killed by the military... so turning gordon in is the lesser of two evils. turn him in now, and then try to free him again later. that’s the plan. of course, the bootboys ambushing gordon aren’t at all prepared. they weren’t properly informed on everything about gordon, and for about this whole time, gordon’s been taking on a human form. said form being considerably smaller than his true one. gordon does not black out and get tossed in (the wrong part of) a trash compactor. he does still get pissed at bubby and benrey, though. but this time, he forgives benrey first, as the guy gets way, WAY more emotional over this all than gordon’s ever seen from him. showing off a ton of genuine guilt and regret over it, and also explains why he did it right away (even tho gordon’s still convinced he and benrey never met until the test). bubby mostly just seems scared shitless, oops. but gordo does forgive him before it’s all said and done. they still run into coomer clones and less-than-stable bubby prototypes (which are now just clones as well because reasons). bubby’s not a genetically engineered perfect organism, but a regular/realistic ‘test-tube baby.’ he’s still got a bionic heart, though. coomer’s still a cyborg, too, but not really a super-powered one. his robotic limbs are just advanced in that they’re as dexterous as his old natural limbs, and have artificial touch receptors. they’re also made out of materials that are sturdy as all fuck. they’re just a couple of dudes, as far as physical abilities go. their clones, however? still very fucked up. possibly a little bit more fucked up. this au is also another “not a game” one, and there’s a different reason for why coomer’s clones seem to have a weird connection with gordon/gordon’s brain. bubby’s do, too. those clones aren’t just clones, but also results of genetic splicing experiments. i’ll let you guess where the other non-coomer/bubby genes that were spliced in came from. go on. guess. i haven’t thought about what happens when they get to xen too much. probably just that they fight the nihilanth, since i headcanon that it was indeed still the cause of the xen portals, but benrey ate it to steal its sick boss arena. gordon however wouldn’t do that, as he doesn’t get pissed at any of the team to, y’know, wanna go final boss on them. still gotta be the big hero man (even when he’s not technically a ‘man’). after they get back from xen, tommy prob manages to convince his dad to convince his employers to NOT lock gordon up in a lab again, as it would both mean a lot to his best friend benrey (who is like a little brother to him), and because he’s become fast friends with gordon himself and thus cares about him. i’m also trying to decide if i still want mr. coolatta to be an eldritch being or make him human, too. kinda leaning towards letting him stay non-human, though this time tommy doesn’t have any of the ‘buffs’ i say his adoptive dad gives him in my other not-a-game aus. aaaand that’s all the thoughts i’ve had on this thus far!

[skylarmoon71]

Tadashi Hamada Fanfiction (Short Story) - Chapter 1

"I can't believe him! That big genius brain and he forgets his lunch." you held the paper bag with sandwiches, pulling the strap of your duffle bag back onto your shoulder. In your haste you failed to notice the male in front of you. At the very last second you took a sidestep, barely dodging him. 

"I-I'm sorry!" you called still rushing. You didn't even turn to see if he was alright. It didn't make much of a difference, you would have probably just been too shy to say much.

When you got to the door you desired you knocked, a bit angrily. A teen opened the door, a smile stretching on his face. You just gave him a blank look. "(Y/N), don't give me that look." he ushered you into his lab.

"Luke I told you to stop leaving your food, next time I'm just going to ignore your messages. I nearly ran into a guy rushing over here." He whined, his dark hair swishing as he shook his head. "I promise I won't do it again." You knew it was a lie.You handed him the brown bag, which he took happily, digging into the contents of the bag. Whenever he got an idea for a new invention all other thoughts just completely left his mind. As the older sibling you thought he'd be more responsible.

Your eyes drifted over all the little knicks and projects he'd already completed. There were blueprints and countless sheets of papers scattered in various places of his lab. You sighed, putting down your bag as you started to pack the items in neat piles. You even picked up any wrappers or soda cans that you found along the way, tossing them into the bin.

"Fanks!!" he was stuffing his face, sitting on a chair watching as you cleaned. You shook your head with a smile. When you were done organizing you moved to get your phone. You dug in your pocket of your duffel, a bit confused why you couldn't find it. You unzipped the main area.

"Maybe I slipped it in here?" you searched for a while but still you couldn't find it.

"Luke can I borrow your phone for a second." He nodded, taking the device off the table, throwing it to you. You caught it, dialing your number. Your phone was ringing but you couldn't hear it. Someone answered and your brows knitted at the male voice on the other side.

"I'm sorry, I found this in the hallway, I'm assuming it belongs to you." you flushed, embarrassed. "Y-Yes thank you for picking it up." you could hear a slight laugh on the other side of the phone.

"No sweat, just tell me where you are and I'll bring it to you. You're still in the University's building right?"

"Yes I am." you gave him directions for your brother's lab, hanging up when he said he was on his way.

"Who was that?" Luke asked, cleaning his hands. 

"Some guy, I dropped my phone speeding over here." You glared at him and Luke just scratched his head.

"Come on, were you really going to let your older brother starve?" he pouted his lips trying to look cute. You just laughed, smacking his chest. "Shut up, you're lucky I didn't just leave for practice." The knock on the door alerted you that the person who had your phone was there. You ran over to the door, pulling it open.

You weren't prepared for the very attractive teen on the other side. He was tall and slender. Fair skin and a hint of black hair that was partially hidden under his cap. His brown eyes were so warm. 

He was wearing a white t-shirt with some sort of logo on it. All coherent thinking flew out your brain and you stood there with red cheeks.

He smiled down at you kindly. "This is yours." he held out the pink smartphone and you took it, mentally slapping yourself for just staring at the male. 

"T-T-Thank you!" you shouted. You winced.

"It's no problem, you really should slow down though." you tilted your head. He seemed amused at your puzzled look.

"You don't remember me, we almost collided in the hallway." Your eyes widened.

"Oh! I-I'm so sorry!" he brushed it off. "No harm done, I just thought there was something important you needed to get to."

"Y-Yeah, well thank you again."

"Yes thank you." A deep voice said sharply. You jumped at your brother's sudden appearance at your side. He was about the other boy's height, maybe an inch taller. You could already see Luke sizing him up. Tadashi apparently didn't sense the hostility because he directed the smile at Luke. You guess his curiosity got the better of him because he peeked inside, eyes opening in wonder.

"Woah, wait, you're the one who helped design the medical necklace." you assumed he saw the blueprints of said invention stuck to Luke's wall. Luke stepped to the side, turning at the prototype on his desk.

"Um yeah I did. It's used to track illnesses, monitor heart conditions, spot diseases. It's to help people with chronic illnesses better maintain their problems, even when they don't have people near to help. It reads all the body's functions, depending on the illness, if a distress is detected, a signal goes out to the closest medical center to send assistance."

You knew it was your brother's proudest invention. Tadashi walked in, somewhat mesmerized.

"That's so awesome!" he exclaimed. You smiled when you saw the bashful look on Luke's face. He loved to boast about his inventions, but whenever someone else complimented him he'd get embarrassed.

"Y-Yeah I guess, It's nothing really." you poked Luke in his side laughing.

"I'm Tadashi by the way, Tadashi Hamada. My lab is actually not too far from here, if you ever want to stop by. I'm working on something as well. A nurse robot. "

"Luke's eyes lit up. "No way are you serious, heck yeah I'll stop by!" the enthusiastic response seemed to please Tadashi. "I'm Luke and this is my sister (Y/N)." you waved shyly.

"Nice to meet you Tadashi." His smile made you stomach churn in the weirdest way.

"Nice to meet you guys too."

That was how you met Tadashi.

After that first meeting he and Luke were sort of close. They'd exchange information on new inventions, mess around in the Nerd Lab.

You even got to meet some of Tadashi's very interesting friends. Even though you weren't an inventor there, you felt like one of them. They were so passionate about their work, especially Tadashi.

[youngbugandtonystank]

I was fascinated when I learned two years passed in universe between Homecoming and Infinity War. Could you please make some kind of list of all the training / fun / bonding time you imagine Peter and Tony undoubtedly spent together between those movies? Thanks

Hi!

I have a long list but I want to give you ‘things that are semi-canon’ for people who want to incorporate this info in their fanfics or just want to know more about irondad. 

Things that are semi-canon

1. Doing projects together:

It’s semi-canon that Peter about helped tony build a program for kids interested in tech, see this post for info. Also, Joe and Anthony Russo confirmed Peter upgraded the web-shooters Tony made him, the only way Peter can upgrade such technology is in an advanced lab, and this happened between HOCO and IW, so guess who borrowed him a place to work? 

Also: Tony’s invitation. Concept art for sure but since the Spider-Signal is something Peter used in Homecoming, this is pretty much canon.

2. Tony making projects about Peter:

Tony Stark founded the Worldwide Engineering Brigade or WEB, to develop advancements in super-powered technology and guess what’s his debut project? Spider-Man’s suit. 

All of this is from Walt Disney Imagineering’s Global Marvel Portfolios, they work closely with Studios and Entertainment and with Ryan Meinerding, Head of Visual Development at Marvel Studios, he designed all of Spider-Man’s suits for the most recent films (Civil War, Homecoming, Infinity War, Endgame and Far from Home). ALSO, it was revealed that the organization is going to be incorporated into upcoming comics and movies, so yes we’re going to see this in future marvel movies so let’s just say this is also pretty much canon.

This is a Stark-founded organization with Spider-Man as the main inspiration. Let’s also take a moment to acknowledge that Tony made a vehicle called ‘Web-Slinger’ lmaooo

Here, there’s even a logo for this:

3. Tony gives Peter his own workshop/workspace at Stark Industries or his own lab: 

YES, that’s right, now it’s pretty much canon just like in fanfics!

This is Peter’s commentary about Tony’s project about Spider-Man: ‘Now, you must be thinking: can’t Tony Stark just give all recruits a suit of armor or something? Why is he getting a bunch of science students and amateur inventors to make stuff? But, actually, it was Mr. Stark himself who said that he wanted to help up-and-coming inventors…See what we can come up with that maybe he hasn’t thought of. He’s even given us our own building/workshop to do that! Plus, he’s gotten people like Pym Technologies and the Wakandan Design Group to donate a lot of their old tech to WEB to see what we can reverse-engineer from it.‘

btw, to the people that SWEAR Tony is ‘jealous’ of other inventors… lmao He basically asked Hank, Hope, and Shuri to donate technology for genius students and inventors. 

4. Tony gives Peter his credit card to buy whatever he wants:

Spoilers for Far from Home.

In FFH, Happy mentions that while Peter was staying at the Kurhotel Ströszek, he spent a night there before going home and he pay-per-viewed a video in his room to watch an adult film.

5. Peter has a room and visits the Avengers Compound:

As stated by Tony himself: ‘Happy will show you to your room…your new quarters. Where’s he between? He’s next to Vision.’

And between HOCO and IW, there’s a two-year gap, it’s safe to say Peter went there to train and possibly even spent nights in his own room. How do I know this? 

Wanda said it herself in IW, ‘For two years, we’ve stolen these moments… trying to see if this could work and…I don’t know.’

Bruce as well: ‘Wow. You guys…really look like crap. Must’ve beena rough couple of years.’

In Ant-Man and the Wasp, the movie is before Infinity War: 

‘He’s allowed to return to the U.S., provided he serve two years under house arrest’ ‘Give me a break. I haven’t driven in two years.’ ‘Oh, hey guys. Are my two years up already?’

6. Spider-Man and Iron Man fought together/did missions together and the public knows it:

This is for the social media irondad fanfic fans!

Spoilers for Far from Home.

In the movie, reporters asked Peter stuff that hardly a lot of people would know without Tony providing this information.

They asked Peter if he was the head Avenger now, they asked him what it’s like to take over from Tony Stark and that those are some big shoes to fill. Why are they asking Spider-Man out of all people when Thor is there, Bruce is there, Rhodey is there, Pepper is there, and the other amount of superheroes that are currently alive? I bet Tony never shut up about Spider-Man lmao. 

Nick Fury repeatedly reminds Peter that Tony chose him and even tells him that Tony dedicated this quote to him: ‘Stark left these for you. Really?  “Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.” Stark said you wouldn’t get that because it’s not a Star Wars reference.’ Something that wouldn’t happen if Peter wasn’t a topic of conversion very often.

Fury even tells Peter that everyone in SHIELD already knows who he is: ‘Remove the mask. Everyone here has seen you without it.’ 

And the way they work so well together in IW tells me enough.

Also, can we talk about how proudly Tony portrays Spider-Man everywhere? 

7. Ironfamily spending time together:

I think it’s safe to say that the ironfam is no longer just a concept but something pretty much canon. I have the feeling Peter got to spend time with all of them, and here’s the evidence:

Pepper knew Peter back then in Homecoming and repeatedly tried to save him in Endgame. In Far from Home, Happy tells Peter that Pepper is sorry that she couldn’t attend to his charity and sent a check. She didn’t need to attend at all even if Peter was close to Tony, but she was going to and that should tell you something. 

Happy’s been there for Peter as well since Homecoming, but he was really not that close to him, between those two years between HOCO and IW you can tell he got close to him as well giving by their interactions in Far from Home. He’s head of security and has the confidence of giving Peter his phone, his password and is there available for him anytime Peter needs it. Even if this is out of nowhere for me, the fact that Happy is practically dating Peter’s aunt, with May stating that she and Happy are always going to be friends no matter what. 

This is a relationship that must’ve been developing between HOCO and IW because May did disappear during the Blip while Happy didn’t.

Rhodey knows Peter since Civil War, and he even teams up and goes along Peter’s plan back then. In Infinity War, when Bruce asks if there are an ant-man and a spider-man, Rhodey just shrugs like it’s something usual like he’s used to it. Last but not least, the fact that Rhodey steps away from Tony while he was dying to let Peter have his moment with him tells you A LOT.

This is a concept art from Endgame, Ironfam fighting together. The writers wanted this, so I’m going to take it as canon lmao

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I’ll add some more content later and feel free to add more yourself if you want♥

Thanks for asking!

[steves-on-a-plane]

Unexpected Suggestion

For @thefanficfaerie​‘s Doctor Who Quote Challenge Words: 1073 Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader   Prompt: “Big flashy things have my name written all over them! Not yet. Give me time and a…crayon.”  Summary: Reader is trying to unwind and binge watch some TV, but Tony is pacing in front of the TV making that impossible. When he finally manages to get off the phone he surprises reading with something completely unexpected. 

“Ugh, what a day.” You huffed as you flopped onto the couch. You were wearing your most forgiving leggings and one of Tony’s old hoodies. It had shrunk in the wash, but still fit you just fine. You held a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Ice Cream in one hand and the TV remote in the other. You were on your tenth re-watch of Arrested Development and your sixth of Parks and Recreation. You were trying to decide which of the two you wanted to continue when your boyfriend wandered into the room.

“Hmm, I don’t know.” He was saying to Pepper on the other end of the phone. “Do you think we should make the logo bigger? Because I think we could make it bigger.”

“Tony!” You hiss trying to get his attention as he paced back and forth in front of the TV. “Tony!” With no end to his phone call in sight, you tossed the TV remote to the side and started eating your ice cream. It was your favorite flavor, Captain American Apple Pie. A creamy Apple based ice cream with caramel swirls and pieces of graham cracker crust mixed in.

“Pep, who cares if it’s ostentatious?” Tony laughed. “Big flashy things have my name written all over them! No, I haven’t talked to [Y/N] about that. Not yet. Give me time and a…crayon. I gotta go, she’s watching me.” Tony ended his phone call and at last moved away from in front of the TV.

“You and Pepper finalize the designs for the new tower yet?” You ask before popping the Ice cream spoon in your mouth.

“They’re coming along.” He told you before sitting on the couch next to you. “You finalize your Netflix plans for the evening?” He teased, nodding at the TV.

“No!” You pouted. “Someone, wouldn’t get their big head out of the way!”

“I can’t tell if you’re trying to attack my ego or the physical size of my head. Either way, I am unfazed.” He shrugged, reaching for the remote. “I was thinking of re-watching The Mandalorian again.”

“Ohhh, I never get tired of seeing Baby Yoda. He’s so cute!” You leaned back in your seat as Tony started up the Disney+ app on the TV.

“You know technically Baby Yoda is not his name, right?” He asked.

“Yeah, yeah.” You rolled your eyes and waved your ice cream spoon at him. “He’s called The Child.” You sighed. “But I didn’t realize I was living with the Star Wars police. Did you and Pepper buy Lucas film while you were on the phone, Mr. I-Have-To-Have-My-Name-On-Everything?”

“You know, that’s not a bad idea.” Tony rubbed his chin, wondering how much Disney would try to upcharge him for the franchise. “I could give Han Solo the movie he actually deserved or green light that Obi Wan Kenobi show that’s been in development forever…”

“Honey, Disney is not going to sell you the Star Wars franchise, let it go.” You laughed. Your set your ice cream carton aside and snuggled up against Tony.

“Why not?” He whined. “Who wouldn’t want to have my name attached to them? You’d take my name if I offered it you, wouldn’t you?”

“Well that depends. Are you going to offer me as much as you were about to offer Disney?” You kissed his forehead and looked back at the TV.

“Sweetheart, I’d offer you the world if you said it’d make you happy.” He confessed.  

“I don’t need the whole world, Honey.” You promised. “You’re the only bounty I’m searching for. Get it, bounty. Like Baby Yoda?”

“Hang on, we’re circling the drain here.” Tony paused the show. He turned and looked at you very seriously. “I love you. Can you give me five minutes to finish something in the lab before we watch this show?”

“Uh sure. Is everything okay?” You asked.

“I sure hope so.” Tony left you alone in the living room. You briefly considered watching the episode without him, but you knew that when he came back he’d just make you re-wind it and start all over anyway. You finished your whole pint of ice cream before he returned.

“Okay, close your eyes, no peeking!” He called from down the hall.

You did as he said. You closed your eyes and even put your hands over them for good measure. You felt him place something light and soft in lap before you were allowed to open your eyes again. When you finally did, there was a Baby Yoda plush in your lap.

“Oh My Gosh! He’s so cute!” You gushed immediately. You gave the plush a tight squeeze. “He even cuddles better than you!” You teased.

“Very funny.” He fake laughed. “I think there’s something under his sleeve, why don’t you check it out?” So, you rolled back the sleeves on the doll to see that it was wearing a black diamond tennis bracelet on one wrist.

“Tony it’s beautiful!” You commented, studying the shimmering piece of jewelry. Tucked into the tennis bracelet was a folded up piece of paper. It looked like the kind of birth certificate that typically comes with a plush from Build a Bear.  “Will you help me put it on?” You asked, unfastening the bracelet from Baby Yoda.

“Sure.” Tony crouched down next to you so that he could easily put the bracelet on you. “But why don’t you check that paper over first.

“Okay.” You rolled your eyes. You expected him to have done something childish like officially name the toy “The Child” thus forever prohibiting you from calling it Baby Yoda. But when you looked at the certificate the name section was blank.

“Flip it over.” Tony instructed impatiently. You rolled your eyes again but did what he asked. On the back, in Tony’s quick spindly handwriting was a note.

“When I look over, you’re the only person I want in the co-pilot seat next to me. When I’m with you, I’m the best version of myself. You’ve helped me to understand that I’m so much more than the worst things that people think of me. For the first time in my life, I think of some else before myself. You’re my new dream, [Y/N]. Will you marry me?”

“Are you-is this…is this for real?” You looked over to him with your mouth hanging open.

“It’s very real.” He promised.

“Yes of course, I’ll marry you!” You agreed.