#villains quarter au

[hey-hamlet]

BNHA AU: Villain's Quarter

Some areas of Japan are known officially as 'dead zones' or 'ghost towns'. Some were destroyed in the early quirk riots, some victim to a villain attack that resisted clean up, some the site of an attack so brutal the vast majority of the people living there left. They have no police, no heroes, but not no people. They are well populated, by those unwelcome anywhere else - the poor, the mutants and, most of all, the villains. Southwest Mutsutafu is one of them - the locals call it the Villain's Quarter.

Midoriya Izuku's mother dies a few days after he turns 13. Her funeral comes and goes, leaving Izuku all alone.

After Inko dies, Bakugo is nicer. Not nice, exactly, but on one memorable occasion he asks if Izuku's foster family is ok. Izuku cries, because Bakugo is the only person who would care to ask, and he cries because there is no foster family. He thanks him and tells him they are nice enough.

Here, the quirkless are considered legal adults at 12, he's already aged out of the foster system/any legal protections for children.

He has no money other than what was in the house - he knew his mother had a will, but he got nothing. She left him something - she told him, but apparently whoever was in charge of her will didn't see fit to give him anything. He was hungry. He was tired. He was so lonely.

Bakugo may have gotten nicer, but the other students had only become more cruel. He'd arrived to school only to see Bakugo throwing flowers out the window - the 'go join your mother' notes still inked directly onto the wooden top of his desk. A girl bumps into him, tells him she thought he was a ghost with a nasty laugh. A group of boys tell him to jump off a roof. A particularly nasty teacher asks him why he's still even here.

One month since his mother died, Izuku is done. He ran out of food 3 days ago, and he ran out of hope not long after. Entering the Villain's Quarter is said to be tantamount to suicide - so thats just what he does.

Shigaraki often wandered the streets of the villain quarter at night - Sensei ran the show, and everyone knew who he was. Those who didn't and tried to pick a fight - well.

He's not expecting to run into a kid - skinny and short, still dressed in his well worn gakuran. His eyes are empty.

Faced with what feels like an echo from his past (a little older, but he'd been just as crushed an alone and hopeless, without a hero in sight) he invites the kid back to the bar. He cringes a little, because hes some guy in the villain quarter inviting a cute little kid back to his place, that looks so fucked on so many levels - the kids gonna book it - But. The boy just nods. They get back to the bar in minutes, Tomura makes him a cup of tea (he can feel sensei's heartbreak at whatever way he must be ruining the leaves but thats sensei's problem).

He didn't really think he had much of a heart, but it sure fucking breaks when the kid asks him why he hasn't killed him yet.

(More under cut)

So! This AU features a much nicer AFO (he's trying to raise tomura well! hes. not great at it, but he is legit trying) who has morals of a sort. The morals include - touch children and die by my sword, quirk discrimination bad, and 'i will give u the chance to leave before i kill you, because im nice like that'.

He doesn't see the problem with experimenting on dead bodies - but hes not ok with experimenting on living people. Nomu are, as far as he knows, only made of dead people.

He, admittedly, just kinda likes being a villain. Crimes are fun, only some murder is bad, I like beating people up and stealing their quirks. The tale of him being a massive evil is. Kinda not true - he's just a theatre kid. But only OfA could beat him at this point so. Fair. He's not mad ab All Might beating in his face he's like "good fight. good fight - its nice to be on the ropes for a change!" All Might is not aware of this.

Tomura is also nicer! His aim isn't murder All Might, but defeat him so badly it destroys the stupid hero system. He doesn't hate All Might - well, he does, but he's aware that what he really hates is the system and All Might is just tragically easy to dislike if you are Tomura - but there are some people he's of the opinion that them dying is just an all round positive. He wants to murder them.

So when a very depressed baby Izuku shows up, they try to find out what hes doing so they can return him to the correct authorities and hopefully get him some therapy. Then they find out there are no authorities and they suddenly want to murder the whole government. All for One didn't want to rule Japan (too much effort) but at this point it seems like he straight up could not do a worse job than the actual government.

So, they keep him! Izuku helps Kurogiri around the bar and, eventually, starts cooking. Its the only restaurant in the villain quarter and its very popular - you can pay in anything with value (money, gold, information, a lot of drugs, weapons, one time just a whole puppy that Izuku instantly adopted). Izuku is actually kinda happy, for once. He doesn't agree with Tomura or Sensei, but he doesn't disagree - he helps with planning, and he and Sensei have a dedicated time each week were they play with some of his quirks.

Basically Izuku gets adopted by every villain in the prefecture. It is very stressful when you are Eraserhead, chasing up on a lead about a quirk analyst in the villain's quarter and you see a whole child wandering around some stalls selling very illegal goods in broad daylight like hes at a farmer's market.

[tqmah-totally-correct-quotes]

Tello: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.

[aethon-recs]

This Week in Tomarrymort (12 – 19 September 2024)

Hi everyone, so sorry this is a couple of days late this week! Will be back on the normally scheduled time next week!

As with last week, please feel free to add a little overview/summary about your update to the notes! I so enjoyed reading all the notes last week 🤍

(And in case you missed, a recap of the extra notes from last week!)

Ills of Murder by @shadow-of-the-eclipse (E, 37k, WIP) [source] "Harry comes in swinging from a bleak version of sixth and seventh years, fully intending to kill Tom. Unfortunately it seems the only people Tom and Harry are incapable of killing is the other. Harry's on attempt 4 and counting and this time he gives up on spells and decides to punch Tom Riddle's nose off. Tom's still utterly enamoured with him." friend of the devil (a friend of mine) by @shyinsunlight (E, 11k, WIP) [source] "When after four long years Harry and Tom meet again, the world turns upside down. Or maybe it was upside down all along, and it’s now flipping back over." These Fragments We've Shored by @rowena-rain (M, 23k, WIP) [source] "Things have gone from bad to worse, and Harry is finally about ready to take matters into his own hands…even if it means defying the normal laws of Magic and actually doing something for himself for once. (Guess which one will be harder for him 😂) In this update, Harry and Voldemort unexpectedly come face to face for the first time since the Dark Lord's death…which leads to a disturbing realization for Harry." Anytime, Anywhere, Always by @moontearpensfic (E, 13k, WIP) [source] "A Harry-corrupts-Tom AU: Tom expects to feel victorious at his greatest enemy's confession. Instead, he develops a crush on him." the crushing weight of cancelling your fav by @cindle-writes (M, 4k, complete) [source] "Tom Riddle has made millions and built a cult following around his politics-themed online stream, much to his boyfriend Harry’s bemusement. However, bemusement quickly turns into concern when Harry meets one of Tom’s biggest, most fervent fanboys, Regulus Black."

Now onto the updates from this week!

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Tomarrymort One Shots and Completed Fic

Chapter 22 (Completed) of A Shot in the Dark by Ragdolly

One Shot | The Dinner by moontear for @moontearpensfic

One Shot | There's Something About (The Way You Are) by Ragdolly

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Tomarrymort Ongoing Fics

Chapter 12 of the stars, my destination by @milkandmoon-ao3

Chapter 1 of bad moon rising by sansaerys

Chapter 11 of Sits the wind in that quarter by @mosiva

Chapter 2 of a pound of flesh by @ictyn

Chapter 8 of Saint Harry by @alenablack @chaos-bear

Chapter 34 of Part One - The Solitude of Suffering by @iseliljathedreamer

Chapter 18 of Date Ideas for the Linguistically Inclined by Antique_Mango

Chapter 14 of Double-Aspect Paradox by TimaeusKosmou

Chapter 6 of God is a Wizard by @onehitpleb

Chapters 121 through 123 of Liquida Tenebris (Remastered) by @dymis

Chapter 17 of Learning to love by @l-archiduchesse

Chapter 1 of The Cosmos In Your Eyes by @v33r00

Chapter 7 of Do It Over by @thefangirlibrarian

Chapter 6 of These Fragments We've Shored by @rowena-rain

Chapter 21 of Time Stumbler by Wintumn

Chapter 4 of Hole in the Wall by tomrddle

Chapters 1 through 3 of Fetters of the Damned by @sc0rpiflow3r

Chapter 16 of Outrunning the Villain in You by @zenyteehee

Chapter 5 of midnight train by @girl-with-goats

Chapter 43 of Of Monsters, Of Men by @ca-xan-dra

Chapter 2 of the body is a blade by @lovely-lotus

Chapter 2 of Dream a little dream (of me) by @cenedrariva

Chapter 12 of Just Business by @holaolla1

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[diminuel]

Doflamingo as a babysitter/parent is so funny because he is an evil insane crazy villain man BUT he is ALSO canonically VERY good at the TECHNICAL aspects of childcare. He WILL encourage Luffy to kill people but he WILL also make sure he eats his vegetables and is asleep by 9 on the dot and has had a bath.

You know if Dragon and Croc (in ANY crocdad canon) knew about Dellinger it would drive them crazy!!! Thats like the one piece equivalent of being an instagram parent with a spotless house and straight A kids and homebaked bread and designer nails and—

He had a BABY on his SHIP during BATTLES and the kid didn’t come out with a SINGLE scratch!!! Dellinger wasn’t even a secret!!!! Every dangerous pirate and gang Doffy dealt with for 16 years knew he had a little baby nephew and the kid has been seemingly FINE this entire time!!! Yes he’s CRAZY and EVIL but so is Doflamingo!!!!!!!

(The idea of Instagram parent Doflamingo delights me!)

In the one universe where he is babysitting Luffy he's not an insane crazy villain since he was most likely picked up by the marine together with Rosinante (it's potentially the same universe as this comic). The kid clearly has issues that growing up with marines is definitely not going to fix and he does abandon his marine career in favor of becoming a pirate and underworld crime lord. So he could still encourage Luffy to kill (but honestly, Crocodile might encourage that too. He'd much rather have a child that will know how to kill than a dead child.) But definitely, out of anyone he'd probably be the best at actually meeting Luffy's needs as a child and enforcing child appropriate rules (eating veggies, taking baths, bed time.)

And yes! Dragon and Crocodile did so much in order to conceal that they had a child, fearful of him being killed for the sins of his fathers or Luffy being abducted/ used against them. It would probably be especially bitter in an universe where they abandoned Luffy for his own good. It's frustrating to see that Doflamingo could do it so effortlessly but Doflamingo has the benefit that he trusts his crew. He's not just one man with a kid against the world. Crocodile doesn't trust anyone. And Dragon of course doesn't even have the protection that being a warlord grants Crocodile. But I think Crocodile would be livid if he ever found out that Dragon took in a child to be raised on their secret head quarters. Why a random child, why not their child?

And then years later Sengoku announced the truth of Luffy being Dragon's child to the whole world during battle in what must be Crocodile's worst case scenario.

Crocodile (in any Crocodad AU) is not having a great time X'D

Sorry, I drifted off mentally because I'm rereading OP and am about to get to Marineford.

[yandere-fics]

♡ Book AU ♡

(You know in isekai manhwa where the main character gets teleported into a book they read? This is that. I had no ideas for Bibi.)

♡ You'd been reincarnated as a princess, the scenery was familiar but you never put together which book you were in until you'd been introduced to your sister when you were both 10, Princess Theanna, the main character in a novel you read over and over, one who killed all of her siblings besides a few who she couldn't be bothered to kill or those who gave up the race for the throne quickly and while you had been a strong contender for the throne, you had to become one just to not be killed when you were a child but now that you knew what book you were in, any chance of that was immediately gone. The next day after meeting Theanna you gave up the fight for the throne and moved into the servants quarters since if you weren't a princess anymore you couldn't just live with the royal children, still you knew that wouldn't be enough, you had to leave the capital, you weren't stupid enough to believe you'd be entirely safe from the conflict as a maid. ♡

♡ You were the most interesting thing Theanna had ever laid her eyes on, you'd been fighting for the throne somewhat but the moment you heard Theanna's name your face dropped and you dropped out of the race entirely, she had to know what was going on in that head of yours so she watched you over the years, biding her time to make you her queen. You weren't stupid though, you knew Theanna having interest in you wasn't a good thing, on the night you planned to leave she brought you into her room and proposed, you were never leaving, if you tried then she'd blackmail you, see she knew you thought this was just a book you'd read in your past life, she'd tell everyone you were crazy so don't refuse. ♡

♡ 'The Saint And I' was a novel you had read almost religiously in your past life, you were obsessed with the saint character in the book but that didn't mean you wanted to be isekai'd as her lover! It was a tragic romance revenge story, the first half was the saint Elisha falling in love with a temple priestess only for the gods to kill her lover halfway through the book leading to her destroying the entire world just to bring her lover back, her darling the sweet priestess was disturbed to awaken and see what her hero had become but Elisha had gone crazy and delusionally believed if she just held on tightly enough her lover would love her again. You loved that part but you really didn't want to incur the gods wrath by attracting her attention so you left the temple in the middle of the night, you were not going to be the reason the world was destroyed. ♡

♡ Sadly for you, Elisha decided to fetch you from the hole you had decided to hide in, well it's more like the temple was very sad you had ran away and Elisha had to kill a dragon in the area anyways so she decided to help with this too, the temple was very concerned about you possibly being dead and she was curious why you ran from the temple so she spiked you with truth serum. The truth was... flattering, when she realized you were truly in love with her she decided she'd kill the gods and destroy the world anyways, they had it coming anyways based on what you told her, she had fallen for you the moment she heard how passionately you loved her. ♡

♡ You had been kind of an idiot and a complete dick from the moment you'd reincarnated into this fantasy world but you hadn't realized you were in a book you'd read until the main villain of the novel cursed you. In the novel your character is cursed by the villain and has to go on a journey to kill the villain to remove it but you didn't really want to do that, mainly because on that journey all your favorite characters died so you decide to take advantage of the villain's weakness and get engaged instead to have her lift your curse. It was a curse that would weaken you and drain all your magic, as punishment for you making fun of her inability to do magic. ♡

♡ Pauline was shocked when you seemed actually remorseful after she cursed you, even proposing a fake relationship for her to get her inheritance and while she still hated you, your proposal sounded good, you were someone she had no chance of falling in love with, or so she thought but you were entirely a different person after you got with her, she needed to find some way to chain you to her after she removed the curse so she looked through all your diaries and was surprised to find out you thought this was all in a book, if that was the case she'd make your memories of the book hazy and change the diary so you'd believe you'd die if you ever broke up with her. ♡

♡ Abigail was the main character of your favorite book, it would normally be cool to meet your favorite character but you'd been isekai'd into the body of her rival who dies after challenging Abigail to a duel, they refused treatment for their wounds out of pride so while you wanted to geek out about being so close to her, you decided the best course would be to just avoid her and if the duel happened again then you were demand medical attention. ♡

♡ Abigail knew you were different from the moment she saw you that morning, she wasn't sure if it was a new change or if it was always there and she didn't see it. You didn't seem like you should ever be a knight, you seemed like a precious lady she had to defend and when she looked into it, you had recently lost all of your fervor and passion for training, she was originally just going to get you kicked out of the knighthood, she couldn't stand seeing delicate ladies fighting but along the way she decided you were her delicate lady, you seemed completely terrified of her even after she made it clear she wanted to court you. Oh well, it would get figured out eventually. ♡

♡ Rapahel was your favorite side character in a novel you read in your past life, she didn't get much screen time so you didn't know a lot about her actually, other than she seemed to have something she was hiding but you wanted to know what that was. Well you'd gone to far, you'd been stalking her from afar and wandered into something you weren't supposed to see, her draining the life from some random noble, you didn't know the novel had vampires, that was a complete surprise but thinking quick so she wouldn't kill you for knowing her secret you confessed your love for her and she took the bait, crying for some reason? Was she always a crybaby in the novel? ♡

♡ You were so beautiful, her perfect, perfect sunflower. Truthfully she knew everything about you, she found your diary that you left behind, running when she approached so she wouldn't catch you stalking and she was enamored with it, she wasn't normally a clumsy hunter but her sunflower wanted to know what her secret was so she had to be somewhat clumsy so you'd stumble in on accident and it worked and finally got the both of you talking! She was so happy she couldn't help sobbing. ♡

♡ It was a novel you actually hated in your past life, the princess spent the entire novel romancing the dashing knight only for the novel to end with the evil dragon killing the entire kingdom and taking her soulmate, the princess away. Horrible ending, you hated it so much but you still liked the characters and so when you were reincarnated as the princess you decided you would go to the dragon instead to spare your favorite characters lifes. You didn't actually know where the dragon lived though which lead to you trekking through a random forest for an hour before you heard a roar and she came to fetch you. You had to admit she was very kind though you couldn't help but hate her somewhat for being the worst plot twist ever. ♡

♡ You lived with her in peace for a year until your characters entire royal army came storming in, trying to rescue you from the evil dragon just to get killed very easily by the very large dragon. What the fuck did you do all that work for? Worst twist ever. ♡

♡ She was one of the most gruesome villains you ever read which was why you loved her, though that didn't mean you wanted to take part in the novel. The novel followed a mage who had decided to come to the capital to train under the mad immortal mage in hopes of immortality. It followed a string of murders before the main character uncovered that her mentor was killing to make her darling, the main character immortal, the main character rejects Ainsley and then she snaps and kills the both of them because the main character broke through Ainsley's natural delusionality. You weren't sure you'd be able to avoid triggering her so you decided to leave the capital immediately. ♡

♡ Luckily you were at the point of the novel where Ainsley had only just met the main character, surely she wouldn't be obsessed just from eye contact? You were wrong, she dragged you back to her, demanding to know why you left leading you to have to soothe her back into her delusions. You were possibly even more screwed than the original main character was. ♡

[snackugaki]

part 1 

did I have to cut it there? yes. why? because I’m p-e-t-t-y, I’m petty all the time  ♪ ♫ 

but also, the image cap boo

the tags cannot contain my full power some of my really good tags got eaten by the tag limit and they’re grudges I keep in a little pile in my heart

did this silly little fan comic get away from me? ...YES

was I gonna originally stop it there? also yes but you know... I love being snide and petty but after catching covid like a week ago I’m not gonna bring any bad juju with me into next year if I can help it

I forgot how fucking neon the coloring got for awhile in the archie comics

im cryin g this was supposed to be a short’n sentimental’n sweet comic and now look at me, i played myself

look, Venus has waited a quarter of a century, she earned this

i think... what tickles me most about Venus after coming back to TMNT fandom via Rise, is that from what I can see (on tumblr), the kids love her. they love her and make versions of her in the series that came after the 90s. i look at their bios, some weren’t even born when Next Mutation was airing. (and as far as I can tell, Next Mutation didn’t really get much syndicated airtime if any) ...and they still love her. hurt me in my old little heartguts. it’s mostly my generation of tmnt fans who express distaste for her... but the new fans, they love her, they include her in their aus, they make a place for her in their childhood series. hoo h oo giv give me a moment..

if I could pop back into 1998 and tell little 13 year old snackugaki that Venus would be back, I would. all I had were Trini Kwan and Venus de Milo (not ONLY them, just for the purpose of this post) as a fighty, angry little girl. 

all my childhood idols who could fight were calm, level-headed characters who could just happen to throw a villain through a wall if they really needed to. if it wasn’t for them who knows where baby snacku fite meh! gaki would be today. going up against Rhonda Rousey for the championship belt idk, who can accurately estimate the magnitude of childhood influences, not this bitch

if you’re also in PST and wondering why I typed up this post at goddamn 3am then we’re both insomniacs, you didn’t see me, stop snitching

EDIT: I KNEW IT, SOME OF THE TAGS GOT EATEN! HATEFUL! HATEFUL TUMBLR LIMITATIONS! ahhhhh it’s whatevs

[mrs-kmikaelson]

01| The Tribrid

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x daughter!reader, Marcel Gerard x reader (platonic) Summary: While you're away on an impromptu break, Marcel comes to try and get you to come back to help him face the Mikaelsons who just so happen to be your long lost family (but no else knows that). Warnings: none Words: 3.2K

Masterlist | Part 2

a/n: i guess this kinda fits in with season one, but it's more of an AU than anything. so, it has elements of the s1 plot, like the marcel and klaus feud, the hope plot, but the villains from s1 won't really be present. like i said, AU. but without further adieu, on we go.

New Orleans was a land of plastic beads and festivals for days–a tourist attraction, which basically meant a blood bank. I knew what lurked in the shadows, what whispered through the grapevine behind the music, but Originals... I didn't know they were back.

Word travels fast around the Quarter, but I haven't been there; I was in Mystic Falls, too busy following up on a lead about the Mikaelsons to even realize that they were at the place I started, my home. 

Marcel wouldn't stop talking about it. As soon as I got back, I was flooded with information and, as soon as I got back, I could hear the whispers from a mile away. Most reactions to the arrival of such a family were scared, livid, shocked, but I was none of the above.

I didn't have a thing to say back to Marcel, not a thing to say to the people who were suddenly confusing me with Rebekah Mikaelson. I didn't have an inch of emotion about it, not surprise, not fear. I mean, how could anyone be surprised? How could I be surprised, scared?

How could I be surprised by my own family?

"Klaus needs to learn his place." I internally rolled my eyes at Marcel's, basically, monologue, continuing to sift through pages of the magazine in my hands. "He's outta line." 

Klaus Mikaelson was always out of line– he had no line, no boundaries. He was Klaus Mikaelson and that was the only line there was, but I didn't say that. When Marcel was having one of his tantrums, I learned to just listen to him; interrupting or putting my own two cents in just made the conversation longer and I only wanted it to end. 

"He thinks he can just kick me out of the Quarter, out of my home, the bastard. Who does he think he is?" Rhetorical question, I had to remind myself, holding my tongue. The former king of New Orleans was sitting across from me at a coffee shop in New York. A coffee shop.

He was calling this his 'vacation' but we both knew that the only reason he was here was because boss man told him to leave. Honestly, I don't know why I'm here. I'm supposed to be in a university class, but it doesn't really matter if I can just compel the grade, right?

I was doing psych this time; Cami's always saying all these things to me about how she thinks my brain works and I honestly want to learn how it does. Saying I have a PhD might actually get me a significant other, but, knowing myself, the whole triangle of creatures thing might freak them out. 

At least I haven't gone as low as Marcel.

"Y'know, just because that ass is an Original doesn't mean he's suddenly the shit." 

This time, I didn't bother trying to hide the roll of my eyes, continuing to flip through my magazine as I responded. "Uh... it kinda does." I could feel his glare on my forehead as my eyes widened at Kim K's ass. Not even being a Vampire gives you that- "And, Marcel, I don't know if you've realized it yet, but he isn't just an Original."

I looked up at him for the first time since his rant started and gave him a pointed look. Sometimes, he didn't think with his head. 

Marcel shrugged like he was saying, 'so what' silently. "Tyler what's-his-name is a hybrid, too."

I raised a brow at him. "A hybrid turned by Klaus, and wasn't he the guy who tried to kill Klaus' wife or whatever, inadvertently but intentionally trying to kill himself, and then failed?" 

"Not the point, Y/N/N." The fuck it isn't- "The point is that the man is such a dick because his is so small." Gross. Didn't need to hear that.

"Didn't he adopt you or something?"

"Is that all you're getting from what I'm saying?"

I made a face at him, putting my magazine down on the table. "Can I be honest and say I don't get anything from this conversation?"

He deadpanned, "You're annoying."

"Glad you're just now figuring that out, Cellie." I got up from my seat, patting him on his back. "Please, though, go have this talk with Camille instead."

I started walking away, but Marcel only got up and began following me out, making me hold in a groan. God, men, they can never take a damn hint.

"Hey, where you headed?" He asked, but he dismissed his own question just as quick as I would've. "And aren't you supposed to talk to me and help me figure out my problems? You're studying psych, aren't you?"

I scoffed, "Yeah, people usually pay for a psychiatrist to talk to them." Honestly, I don't know why Marcel was here. With a God complex like his, you'd expect him to stay and, y'know, get himself killed. It's not like him to use his brain so suddenly.

He could've gone to damn Vegas, maybe LA, but he just has to come to where I am, right after I leave. He's getting a break from his 'Kingly' duties; Klaus is taking that off his hands, so why isn't he enjoying it and taking an actual vacation instead of visiting me and calling it a holiday? I'm not the Eiffel Tower, for Pete's sake.

It's a power struggle. People like him, came from the bottom and wanted nothing more than to be at the top, fighting against people like Originals, who had been where my friend wanted to be since the beginning of time. 

Marcel didn't want to admit he was playing a losing game.

"You telling me to go home, Y/L/N?"

I rolled my eyes. What gave it away? "Precisely, Gerard."

I was just about to make it to my car when Marcel sped in front of me. I looked up at the sky and pinched my eyes. God, he was insufferable. Honestly, it shouldn't have surprised me that he came all this way just to bitch. But what he said next did surprise me.

"Come back with me, then."

My eyes snapped open and I stared at him incredulously. What the fuck.

I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't hallucinating and Cellie slapped my arm. "C'mon, Y/N/N. It'll be funnnnnnnnn." The way he dragged out the word did not convince me in the slightest.

I got over my shock and voiced my thoughts. "You want me to come back because you think drama with the Mikaelsons is- fun?"

He was quick with his response. "It could be." He then snorted. "Hell, I'd love to see Klaus' reaction to a girl like you, stronger than him-" I cut him off with my magic, his lips slamming shut immediately. It was only a temporary thing, just stops a person from speaking for a second, so he'd be able to continue right after, but he got the point and shut up.

I've known Marcel for close to fifty years. Met him in the seventies. He tried to kill me and I knocked him off his feet with a classic telekinesis spell. Since then, he's known about who I am and he's also decided that he's better off having me on his team. Whatever the hell that means.

I usually like to keep the whole tribrid thing under wraps, hence why I got Marcel to stop talking.

I gave him a look. "Klaus wouldn't have any reaction what I am, because he wouldn't know." Apparently, my gaze conveyed my message well enough because Marcel raised his hands in surrender. 

"Okay, okay," he conceded. "No one's gotta know. But you should come back anyway."

I can't say I haven't thought about it. I know I can't stay out in New York forever. 

I rolled my eyes. I can't believe I'm actually giving thought to something Marcel says. "Okay, gimme time and I'll think about it."

He grinned and pointed finger guns at me, walking backwards away from me. "Think it over and we'll talk about it tomorrow." He turned around and walked away with a kick in his step before he disappeared completely, moving too fast for the human eye to detect.

I sighed and shook my head, the smallest of smiles growing on my face. Ah, Marcel. 

I pulled out my keys, walking to my car and thinking about what he asked. 

It's sorta odd, I suppose. Considering how long I've been watching the Mikaelsons, you'd think I'd be the first one there in New Orleans, keeping tabs on them, but the only way I knew about their escapades was from Marcel who told me voluntarily.

That was one thing he didn't know about me; no one did. No one knew about my connection to the Mikaelsons, not even the Mikaelsons themselves, which is partially why I don't wanna go back to NOLA just yet.

My apartment's in the Quarter, way too close to the Abbatoir and, according to Marcel, that's now Original HQ. It's too risky, my rational side said.

Yet, the other part of me that spent almost my entire life tracking them, being infatuated with them, thinks that being so close to them would be favourable. 

And, like most times, the irrational part of my brain wins the battle in decision-making.

Fuck. Marcel's gonna have to buy me a lot of alcohol for this one.

Walking through the quarter again is like that human expression 'like riding a bike.' I've obviously never ridden a bike, but I get what the expression is meant to say. It's referring to doing something that comes naturally to you.

That's what this is.

Marcel is beside me as we walk past both all the tourists and locals. It's easy to tell the difference between the two. I compelled movers earlier to unload all my stuff back into my apartment so I have nothing to worry about other than getting reacquainted with my city.

The path we took eventually led us to Rousseau's and as soon as we entered my eyes scanned the bar for Cami, who I know for a fact Marcel is obsessed with. But she's way too good for him.

I went and sat down at the bar and waited for her to come our way. She wasn't paying much attention when she came over, wiping down some glasses. "Hey, what can I getcha?"

"The usual." Her head shot up when she heard me and a smile broke out on her face. "Y/N/N?" She put down what she was holding and came around the counter, embracing me in a hug. "Oh my God, I thought you were gonna be stuck in the big apple for a while still."

I chuckled. "Yeah, well Marcel happened to- no, nevermind, Marcel just happened." She let out a laugh and went back around the counter, greeting Marcel and getting to work on our drinks.

"Well, I'm glad you're back," she said.

Marcel inserted himself into the conversation and I tuned them out after that, letting the two of them flirt. Cami probably didn't define it as flirting, but she definitely was.

I think she liked Marcel, but she was in denial about it. I get why though. She didn't wanna fall for a guy that was bad news and she had doubts about him, reasonable doubts.

But beyond the vampirism and ego, I knew Marcel would treat her right. That's why I got up from my seat straight after downing my drink, catching their attention. 

"Hey, I'm gonna head out, It's getting late anyways and I still have to unpack." Marcel rose a brow at me, knowing I didn't have to unpack shit, but he should be grateful. I'm basically cupid and I'm shooting them both right now.

Cami gave a little sigh. "You just got here, though-"

"I'll be back tomorrow morning, promise!" I smiled at her for emphasis and she untensed and reciprocated the action.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow then." Her and Cellie both waved bye to me and I walked out the door. God, I was just itching to get out of there. The tension between them was suffocating me. 

I put my hands into my pockets and glanced at the sky that had darkened significantly from when Marcel and I entered the bar. I guess we were there for longer than I thought.

There weren't really any tourists left walking around, only a few people that actually lived in the area. No vampires were allowed to fuck with the locals and, besides, most of the locals were witches, anyways. 

Even humans like Cami should be safe walking through the Quarter at night, but even then, if you didn't know about the supernatural while living in NOLA then you were in a whole other kind of danger. Knowledge is power.

Even if you were a witch, that was still risky. And if you were a werewolf, then forget it. Vampires were the only people without fear nowadays, it seemed.

Luckily, or unfortunately, I was all three creatures. 

"Back off," My ears picked up the sound of a girl growling. My eyes hadn't found her yet, but my nose worked faster. Werewolf.

Whoever she was talking to seemed to have that ability as well and murmured, "You're a werewolf." He was shaken but then he laughed, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun with you." Vampire.

Damnit, my first day back in the Quarter and, already, I'm dealing with the remnants of drama caused by Marcel. I sighed, thinking it's none of my damn business. But I could hear the sound of that girl's heart pitter pattering and I knew I couldn't just ignore it.

Motherfucker.  

I rolled my eyes and strained my ears a little more to guide me to where they were, my senses leading me to an alleyway where the wolf girl and the vampire stood. His back was facing me so he couldn't see me, but the girl caught my gaze and her eyes widened.

The vampire's head cocked. "What are you looking at?" Just as he turned to face me, I ran up to him and snapped his neck. His body fell to the floor with an ungraceful thump and I pushed a lock of hair away from my face, looking up to the girl who wore an expression of shock.

I had a sarcastic comment in my head that I felt like saying, but honestly, I just wanted to go home so I pushed it to the side and gave her a serious look. "You shouldn't walk all alone in the Quarter at night. It can be dangerous."

She shook off her surprise and stood taller, scoffing, "I can handle myself." Oh, for sure, I thought. This time, I was gonna speak my thoughts, but a heartbeat caught me by surprise. I held back a stagger and looked down to her stomach where the little thumping was coming from. 

A pregnant werewolf.

My stare remained on her stomach as I cautioned, "You really shouldn't be out in the Quarter on your own. Especially if you're pregnant." I looked back up to her when her arms quickly wrapped themselves around her stomach. 

She was a little more reserved now, stepping away from me a little and saying, "Trust me, I've got people looking out for me."

I snorted. "And where are they?"

She didn't reply, instead she only wrapped her arms around herself tighter. I get it; werewolves oughta be careful with vampires in this city and she thinks I'm a vampire- or just a vampire, rather. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and waved it. "I'll call the baby's father now and he'll come get me." She kept staring at me for a few more seconds before adding, "So thank you, really, but I'll be fine now." Translation: please go away. 

I nodded at her and turned around as she began dialling. I wanted to get home anyway and I didn't need to stick around to see any baby daddy drama. Since that girl was a werewolf, baby daddy was probably some form of supernatural and therefore huge ego. Entertaining, but could get annoying.

I continued back on the route to my apartment per usual, passing by a few people and a few other neighbours I waved to. I knew all the locals, and I know for a fact girl doesn't live in the Quarter for two reasons. One, I don't know her, and two, werewolves aren't exactly welcome in the Quarter.

Of course, I'm a werewolf too, but no one knows that.

Knowing that werewolves aren't welcome here makes me wonder if she knew that, makes me wonder why she's here in the first place but as soon as my mind starts wandering, I steer myself back, reminding myself it really is none of my business. 

I'll probably never see her again, anyway.

Sooner than not, I make it to my townhouse. Just before I'm about to go up the steps to the door, I stop and turn to the side, staring out at all the other houses and little shops. If I walked a little further, I'd make it to the compound that was no longer Marcel's territory.

If I walked a little further, the Mikaelsons would be right there. And should they ever walk this way, they might just see me.

I shook my head and walked up the steps, opening my door. 

The Mikaelsons are a problem for another day. Right now, I'm going to bed.

When I wake up the next day, it's noon and someone is calling me. I picked up the phone without checking the caller ID, knowing who it was anyway. "Yes, Marcel?" I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand and turned over so the sun wasn't fucking my eyeballs.

"Ooh, you sound happy to hear my voice."

"Just elated, Cellie." I stuck my head into my pillow and grumbled, "Elated."

Marcel snickered. "Well, good because we have a party to go to."

My head moves up from the pillow. "What?" Marcel threw parties all the time, but since he lost his power, he didn't have anywhere to throw one.

"It's a Mikaelson bash." My breath got caught in my throat at the mention of the name, but Marel didn't notice, continuing on with bitterness in his voice. "It's to show the city who's in charge now."

I quickly got over the Mikaelson name drop like usual and probed, "But aren't you supposed to be banished from the Quarter?" I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. "Going to that thing just sounds like a recipe for disaster."

"Sure, you could view it like that, but Klaus won't try anything while we're there."

"And why's that?"

"Because the party's supposed to be a symbol for peace, too. We'll be fine. Plus, I need a date."

I held back a snort. "What, Cami's busy?"

"She's working the bar tonight," he replied. "So you've gotta come with me."

I felt a sigh coming on. For fuck's sake, I just got back. I wasn't expecting this to happen yet.

I was gonna contemplate for a while longer but Marcel didn't give me that time. Instead, he just quickly told me he'd be picking me up at 8 and hung on me, making me gasp.

Son of a bitch.

[kyliafanfiction]

I saw a bit in a Taylor/Amy fic (the latest chapter of Desperate Times Call for Desperate Pleasures) where Amy compared Taylor to a Necromancer Princess (it fits in Context) and that immediately made me think of a Fantasy AU of Worm. No shards/powers, or at least not in the Worm way, but playing with the characters.

And of course that has me thinking about who everyone would be in such a story idea:

Taylor - necromancer, obviously, given the inspiration. Maybe not a princess, but of some high birth. Danny Hebert is still his canon personality, but as a necromancer. Probably a distant father since the death of Annette. Maybe he's consumed with trying to find ways to restore her to full life or something. Doesn't control bugs, maybe? Or maybe she controls swarms of dead insects in addition to or instead of the usual skeletons and zombies? I'd lean to no bugs, just skeletons and zombies, but YMMV. Keeping her bullied/etc experience may be harder, but if Emma is also a noblewoman, perhaps of higher status (maybe Taylor's low nobility? Or not at all?)

Amy - she's a cleric of some healing-related goddess, presumably? The rest of her family are probably all Knights and Paladins of some sort. Her birth father could be some sort of Bandit King type guy who played up a 'honorable highwayman' schtick (and may actually have been a noble as well as a bandit) akin to the 'code' and 'better than the other villains' thing he had going in canon. Her guilt over not healing all the time probably wouldn't be a thing because there'd be too many other healers, but you could still play with the idea, and she'd still have that separation from her family because she's not a warrior.

Tattletale - no magic, just really smart. Probably a 'Rogue', if we were applying classes to it.

Rachel - Ranger, obviously. Has a wolf animal companion, maybe actually gainfully employed as one of the Royal Huntsmen or someone who prevents poaching on a King's Forest type place. or maybe she's a poacher herself. Probably the latter, but the former could be done well, IMO. Either way, definitely still pretty feral from not spending a lot of time around most people.

Brian - maybe some kind of Paladin of darkness type thing. He could be sworn to Taylor's father as her bodyguard (and Taylor still has her canonical attraction to him).

Alec - I'm honestly not sure. If I were wedging it into D&D classes, some form of Bard, but I wouldn't necessarily want to be bound specifically to classes. Still, he could either have magic specially around manipulation and controlling of the body, or maybe he's like, half-demon, or quarter-demon (and Heartbreaker is either a demon or half-demon) and that's the source of his power. I lean towards the latter.

Aisha - Illusionist? Uses her magic for lots of pranks and stuff, and gets really good at making herself invisible, etc.

New Wave - as I noted, the rest of New Wave would probably be knights/paladins of some sort. Maybe Vicky, Sarah, Crystal and Eric ride griffons or some other flying beast? Vicky on a Pegasus sounds really fitting. Also probably a noble family, but definitely recently ennobled or low nobility, to play into the privileged WASP upper middle class vibe New Wave has in Worm

Lung - could be an actual Dragon, could be a guy who shapeshifts into one, maybe a half-dragon (playing on his half-chinese/half-japanese canon backstory and how he was an outsider in Japan as a result). Warlord or roaming bandit type guy, probably. Oni Lee would be a teleporting assassin who works for him, and Bakuda as an alchemist making explosive compounds and such is there.

Armsmaster - a master Smith and warrior. Already has a Halberd. maybe he does enchanted runes into his weapons or something to make them sharper

Miss Militia - either she's a super skilled archer of some sort, or maybe a magic who specializes in big, flashy attack spells (fireball, etc)

Dragon - Secretly a construct (or disembodied animating spirit?) of some kind that has free will and sentience, but pretends just to be a construct-crafting mage? Might not be able to keep using that name if Dragons are a thing in-setting. Depends.

Kaiser - probably a normal noble in his public face (Max, of the House of Anders), known for his charity towards the poor (only the humans, of course), but secretly the leader of a racist militia-type group that persecutes nonhumans in the Kingdom? Or specific groups of humans. Or both. Probably doesn't have magical powers, but does have some cool enchanted gear he paid a fortune for, and hides just how good he is with a sword, except in his secret persona?

Hookwolf - actual werewolf? Still works for Anders, presumably.

None of these thoughts are necessarily final, really, and I have a few more, but nothing quite formed yet.

Obviously, more might need to worked out, including plot and the particulars of the setting (is Brockton the whole Kingdom? Is Brockton Bay one city? A major focus? Maybe Brockton Bay is a larger region, and some of the various parts of the Bay are distinct cities and towns in the Bay area. I have a setting that involves both Paladins and Necromancers in prominent roles that I might repurpose if I was going to write this... which I still might, but not yet).

Other characters could play all sorts of roles, would have to think more on their equivalent versions. Can't just make everyone some flavor of wizard/warlock/witch/etc, and wouldn't want to be married to specific 'classes', but it's a solid starting point anyway.

What would you all envision 'Fantasy AU' versions of some of the characters? Do you think I'm way off the mark with some of them? Obviously 'Fantasy AU' covers a wide swath of possibilities, so there's a lot of variation. Still, curious as to people's ideas with it.

Obviously, if I wrote it, it would be Taylor/Amy in the long run, (I am nothing if not a predictable, hopeless shipper) maybe involving Taylor (and the AU's version of the Undersiders?) kidnapping Amy at some point, who knows.

[chaos-and-sparkles]

Presenting:

Prowler Pavitr <3<3

Here's Pavitr's design in my Prowler Pavitr au akjdskjdskjkskdsk! It's my au where Pavitr is a fallen hero who used to be Spider-Man and becomes the Prowler, fueled by rage against a world and a system that forced him to pretend at perfection and then only hurt him and the people he loves.

I love him so much,, I have so much stuff in progress about him rn (working on the fics too). Gonna have chaipunk front and center, and like four separate plot arcs, I'm so insane about this au actually -

Anyway here's some infodump about his design inspirations and symbolism I put in it, I loveeeee talking abt him:

Hair -

Okay so this is after some time, like a couple months since Pav became the Prowler, and he's grown his hair out a bit now. It's kind of a mix of rejection of the "masculine" standard of short cropped hair by flaunting his longer curls that he's always been proud of and even had to grow to love He also dyes his hair purple! Bc he didn't wanna cut his hair but he wanted to do something to set himself apart from his old identity and also he's literally an impulsive 17-18 year old and wanted to do something that felt like owning his own self and asserting autonomy over his body etc etc

Something Borrowed -

The tie that he's using to tie back his hair is his original blue headband!! It doesn't go with his outfit at all but It's the original blue headband that Maya Aunty got for him all those years ago that he's been wearing forever and it snapped and broke in the battle that preceded what happened to her, and he still keeps it and ties his hair back with it instead The nosering (nath) used to be Gayatri's, they used to try out her jewelry on him and he loved that one so much she gifted it to him, and since he's basically left his old life and gone no contact with her it's all he has left of Gaya too

Main Outfit -

His jacket is loosely based on Krrish's leather jacket from the Bollywood movie series that's about a superhero named Krrish. I just think it has the dramatique and vibe Pav would like He binds his chest bc he still hadn't had top surgery but he's way more open about it, with the binding showing through the neck of the jacket now where he would have never dared to hint at it before,,, another thing about how he doesn't care about people's opinions and perceptions and standards anymore, he wants to say fuck you as much to everything in the system as he can and also piss people off while he's at it and a trans antihero/villain is a surefire way to do that. His dhoti is basically a dhoti pant, modified a bit bc i liked it

He has payals on his feet that make a faint chhan chhan noise when he approaches which has creepiness and cuteness potential imo I basically turned the prowler logo into his dhoti belt buckle askjdsjk

It's also slightly modified to mimic a trishul or even a diya shape, up for interpretation either way, bc trishuls are a symbol of Shiva, god of destruction, and diyas are a symbol of light in the darkness and the need to find it Also the chain around the dhoti at his hips is both a reference to decorative dhoti chain accessories and the lil things on it are his modified grenades that he uses for arson, bc Prowler Pav is big on arson and murder ajajsjsj

Prowler Claws -

His bangles/claws were hands down my favourite part to design!!

So his claws are of course his original spiderman bangles modified into the prowler claws But i based them on three weapons, each of which means something interesting for Pavitr

The first is bagh nakh. Literally translates to "tiger claws", famously used in a legend of Shivaji Maharaj They usually curl into the palm instead of going between the fingers like they do for Pav, but they're basically metal claws wound secretly around your hand for a sneak attack It's associated with bravery and righteous rage bc of Shivaji Maharaj but it's also really associated with stealth and an attack from unexpected quarters, being stabbed from a side no one saw coming. Which. Pavitr. The perfect hero, becoming the Prowler. Come on

Second is the trishul, aka trident That's the reason there are three prongs to his claw Trishul is the symbol of the god Shiva, and as i mentioned he's the god of destruction, as in he's part of the main triumvirate of gods who focus on creation preservation and destruction He also is really really associated with rage, especially destructive rage; he has a whole dance called the tandava for his rage which is a Huge Deal I can't stress this enough And because Prowler Pav is a being fuelled by rage against a system that has hurt so many including him that he wants to destroy and see burned, it is perfect for him The trishul is also seen as a symbol of goddess Kali, who's similar in the destruction goddess aspect and also is literally an embodiment of rage and violence that cannot be controlled which is more the theme I started out with, but whichever you notice first, it works either way. There's a whole myth in fact where Shiva had to lie beneath her feet to stop her destructive rampage before it ended the world.

And lastly, the urumi, aka the whip sword from Kerala Basically each of Prowler Pav's claws extend into whip swords when he does the swing/slash/whip motion This is really interesting at least to me, bc it means 2 things: 1) Pav still remembers and is actively using some of his skillset from swinging around as Spiderman. He does use the urumis to curl around distant objects and swing too, and they are very lethal weapons when used right, and that use requires a lot of skill, huge parts of which he built up by his experience 2) This is a weapon which requires an unimaginable amount of control, precision and strength And Pav is doing all that So all of his actions, every movement, is very deliberate and thought out. He's not doing any of this - turning away from heroism, becoming the Prowler, using these lethal weapons - on a whim. They are all very very deliberate.

Also one more thing - the blades of his claws are all retractable ofc But they are not protected or anything They slice up his palms and the in-betweens of his fingers whenever he uses them,, especially when he uses them as urumis And it would be so easy to fix the design or make gloves or smth so they don't do that But he doesn't ever do it He could make it so his hands don't bleed on using his claws But he doesn't want to

He is an angsty boyo...

Mask -

The eyes are ofc like the prowler mask design except I made them more curved and curled at the end bc that's a kind of shape often seen in traditional art of the headdress of Kali, goddess of uncontrollable violence as I've said before Then the part between them is meant to be based off a third eye, which is something both Shiva and Kali have. It opens at the height of their rage, it's meant to symbolise destructive fury for them both Although it's also used in an all seeing context otherwise but a lot of whitewashed bullshit is also there that dilutes sources to find connotations His theyyam-based tusks from his Spider-Man mask, I wanted to keep

The shape below the eyes is based off the noses in masks in various regional Indian tribal and traditional masks,,, a lot of them tend to have a very distinctive curly nose shape that I wanted to keep, a lot of these masks also depict rage or are intimidating and are very emotive And then ofc you have the bottom of the mask, I made the curved-ish cut based on the peacock-feather-y shape i was using but it's also based on the general shape of Kali's lips in traditional art where she has her tongue out, it's a big symbol of her rage and rampage I tried to put the tongue too but it looked awkward and honestly i thought it would be cooler to jsut leave the bottom half of the mask open and you can see Pav's mouth and his expressions through it a bit instead, in the spirit of that And also it's based a little bit off Krrish's mask, you can never escape the Krrish design Also there's the lil teeth. Those are often used in art for demons and animals,, and Prowler Pav is very cat coded in his behaviour in general tbh. He's like if an orange cat's fur got burned to black.

Anyway, so yeah, that's him!

[pocketramblr]

How abt a crack au where after the cultural festival class 1a decide to all quit school and be a band full time, and they become so popular that most villains give up villaining to go to shows instead and to make sure 1a dont feel the need to switch back to being heroes

1- a quarter of the class has already committed vigilantism, Izuku just encountered two more and is musing on the meeting while riding the high of Jiro's song being able to do for Eri what several heroes couldn't, so a lot of the class is like "well it'll be fine, we can do music and help people on the side, technically until they cancel our provisional licenses or they expire in three years, it won't even be illegal."

2- Todoroki, who doesn't have his licence yet, weighs the pros and cons. He'd like to not have to go to any more remedial lessons where his dad shows up when when he's not supposed to. He asks Jiro about more ice and fire effects, and agrees to go. Tensei was in the family audience and tells Tenya he did an amazing job, which Tenya takes as permission and encouragement to go even though that's absolutely not what Tensei meant and he had no suspicion of the plan at the time. Uraraka looks at the streaming numbers and how much they can earn even with low priced tickets, and agrees. Etc etc etc

3- Bakugou only agrees because Kaminari needled him about being too good to. Unlike Todoroki, he does still attend remedial classes and sends in his normal assignments to UA, somehow while in the band full time, and in the group constantly on the run from Nedzu and various others trying to hunt them down.

4- crime rates plummet to pre-Kamino levels due to villains realizing if the kids stop the band, they're all screwed. The fact that several different villains go to a show and somehow aren't seen again doesn't really get out though to warn anyone off, probably because nobody cared about the Chimera and Mummy, and because when Tomura sent Dabi to find out where Twice and Toga had vanished to, he didn't bother to look.

5- Most of the vestiges are unhappy with this decision to join a band, Second and Third loudly complaining about the immaturity, Yoichi quietly confused and disappointed, Hikage nursing a permanent headache, but Banjo is thrilled, En doesn't say anything either way but wanted to be in a band himself when he was alive, and Nana's just glad Izuku's having fun and helping people smile. For his part, Toshinori is having a blast and is amazed at how Izuku is getting stronger with his quirk even focused as he is at using it for shows and dancing. AfO is a distant threat but one he knows Izuku can handle if he ever breaks out of prison, and in the meantime he needs to make sure all his former students are eating enough to keep up their strength. Hey what's that black stuff coming out of young Midoriya's arm-

[smeowchi]

Helllllo! Don't mind silly Simple man asking you to ramble abt your fav AU that you created, wanna hear it<3

BOY HOWDY DO I HAVE SOME AUS FOR YA

Or, well, one is more of a story? Kinda? Set between seasons 1 & 2

Either way I love both of em so I’m gonna talk about both of em! ;3c (Below a cut because there’s gonna be. a lot.)

Okay, so first off, we have what I’ve decided to finally name properly (totally not just thought up a cool name as I’m typing this, haha, what, nooo..)

Re: Chipped!

It’s a lot of what I’ve posted about in terms of AUs, and what I’ve gotten built up the most out of the two of em. Essentially, on a very base level, it’s ‘haha what if PAMA didn’t fully leave Lukas and takes over his body again’

You can actually find the first chapter of it here! I’m still working on chapter two because life stuff has kicked me, but yknow! It’s something I adore a good bit, given I both adore angst and such, and Lukas is one of ,y favorites <3 (Sorry, buddy, you must suffer because I like you!)

Beyond just the basic ‘what if’ premise, though, it has a lot more detail. It’s not just the regular ‘oh, PAMA is back, people get chipped again/it gets policed’, nonono. Not only does PAMA study Lukas and learn how to fly under the Radar (quite literally, in one case, haha), but after Harper is called to deal with the situation.. PAMA gains a new directive. Not to mention the fact that PAMA is able to blend in a lot more easily, due to the ‘red eye’ thing.. not exactly being as prevalent anymore. Who knows what’ll happen if PAMA isn’t kept under lock and key. Especially once it remembers Redstonia or the portal hallway from Lukas’ memories..

In terms of my other (and actually proper) AU, Admin’s Pawns, here’s a blurb I typed up on a previous post!

“Have you ever wanted to see what would happen if Season 2 starred all the ‘villains’ from the portal hall arc? Well, now you can! Romeo’s picked up a new set of champions, enemies from Jesse’s past who have been specially trained to catch them off guard and attempt to defeat them. Cassie (+ Winslow <3), Aiden, Hadrian, Mevia, and even a few extra familiar faces make an appearance, as the Admin’s army grows to give Beacontown’s hero an adventure they’ll never forget.. for better, or worse.”

It’s also something I’ve been writing here and there, and will post on AO3 at some point! ;3c

There, alas, isn’t much to share story-wise, given it’s not fully fleshed out, but I can share some character details! Although Romeo had to fight tooth and nail to get the group together in the first place, especially given his powers don’t work as well when not in the ‘base world’. When gathering those who were through the portal hallway, he was much weaker. But boy, oh boy, would it be worth it.

Aiden was trained as a sort of guard. Relying on strength alone whilst fighting, and being able to give blows while tanking some himself, he wields an enchanted diamond claymore.

Cassie is much more stealth-based. She relies on being able to catch the enemy off guard. An assassin or rogue type, if you will. Using a hooded cloak, and a face mask reminiscent of her serial killer alter ego, she’s able to stick to the shadows. Popping out to swing one of her diamond axes through her target before using one of her handcrafted ender pearl throwing knives to teleport away again. (She also does keep Winslow with her at all times, not wanting to risk potentially losing him again.)

Hadrian and Mevia’s roles aren’t exactly solidified yet, unfortunately. But as of right now, they’re more advisors than anything. Not exactly fighting, but doing things behind the scenes. That, or you can also think of them as the equivalent to Statler and Waldorf from The Muppets. (/hj)

Amongst their living quarters, however, there seems to be.. a workshop of some sort. The group has been advised never to open the door, but they can hear the goings on within. Sometimes hearing voices, one of which ringing slight bells to only Aiden. The other, however, remains a mystery. Oh, well. Best to follow the boss’ orders, right?

Sorry, I know this is a lot to read, but if you have questions or wanna know more, feel free to ask!! I’d love to share more about my silly things <;3c (This goes for anyone btw, not just Simple!)

[hey-hamlet]

hi! if you're still taking asks about your aus: for the villains quarter au, do you have an izuku and katsuki reunion in mind? if so, how would it go? and how did katsuki feel after izuku disappeared?

I do not stop taking asks ab my AUs, do not worry. Its the main feature of this blog and also brings me great joy! Sometimes I drop off the face of the earth for like a week but this is just who i am as a person.

I have a few ideas for the way a reunion could go! Ill expand on my favourite, but the options are:

Izuku becomes Aizawa's ward and joins UA's gen ed class where he runs into Bakugo (closer to a canon rewrite, izuku doesn't become a hero).

Izuku becomes Kurogiri's official ward, they open a restaurant within the actual city which is shockingly not a money laundering scheme that is frequented by UA students - Bakugo gets dragged there and runs into Izuku (if this au was a slice of life manga).

And, my favourite: things go roughly like canon, though Aizawa is even more overworked bc he's taking more night shifts and he recognises Shigaraki and Kurogiri at the USJ where he feels betrayed on both his and Izuku's behalf. Like, you have a kid at home!! Don't be a villain jesus christ! They go on ab how they are making the world better - for him and for everyone. No one gets too badly injured here bc they aren't going for the kill because Eraserhead is cool and only terrible people kill children (and also if they were terrible people Izuku would be sad and might not serve them food which would be worse than death.)

Oh as an aside, poor Aoyama. All for One didn't actually threaten his parents, it was more like a "I'll pay you, I know your son wants to be a hero so he'll be applying for UA" but they both interpreted that as a threat and also want money, so Aoyama is under the impression his family will be slaughtered if he doesn't act as the traitor. Poor boy.

Anyway! Shigaraki still has Bakugo (and Todoroki, in this AU) kidnapped and brought to the bar. Todoroki was a request of Dabi's bc their old man sucked ass and he wanted to give his little bro the option to just get the hell out of there. Bakugo was both an attempt to recruit someone from Shigaraki, but also he found out he was from the same middle school as Izuku - a middle school full of bullies and abusive teachers. He's honestly kinda concerned for Bakugo's mental health actually.

And then he sees Izuku bringing out dinner for the villains and the poor kids they picked up.

"Deku?"

Bakugo's voice was - uneven. Tomura had snatched him out of UA's hands and the only emotion he'd gotten from the boy was rage, but this? It was unsettling. As was the crash that followed it. He turned around, coming face to face with Izuku, paler than he'd ever seen, broken bowls and spilt food at his feet. Tomura scrambled to his feet to help, just behind Kurogiri who had pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, probably to wipe what had to be blisteringly hot broth from his clothes.

"Kacchan?"

Their Izuku was a cry baby - they'd discovered after that heart wrenching week of empty desolation he'd shown when Tomura had first found him. He cried when he was happy, when he was sad, sometimes even when he was excited. Tomura had expected the happy tears of seeing an old friend, or the angry tears that popped up when Tomura did something he though was stupid, but -

Izuku's eyes were dry.

He took a step back, and then another, slipping onto the ground. Still, he crawled backwards, horrified eyes on the boy they'd taken.

"Deku? Deku! You were fucking dead - we - my mum and dad fucking cried for you you piece of shit, and for what? So you could run off and be a fucking villain? What the fuck is wrong with you! You should have jumped off that fucking roof when I told you to you pathetic -"

A little blue marble clattered to the floor where Bakugo had sat, shutting up the tirade before it could continue. Still. Still.

Izuku was already gone.

[hugsandchaos]

Credit to the smart @g1ggl3-c4t for the lava lamp belly idea, it was one of the greatest things I’ve ever read and was immediately compelled to write something about it! It took me longer than I would’ve liked to get everything organized, but it’s done!

I wrote this with the Earthbound AU timeline, just in case you get confused. I think about it so often and yet I have so little stories about it. I hope you like it!

V flipped another page in her book and adjusted the reading light next to her so she could see a bit easier. There were large black curtains next to her, but she couldn’t move in front of the window and open the curtains for light since it was still sunset and she couldn’t allow any heat into the cool room. There was a bit of other light in here, but it wouldn’t be enough. That light was from the shirtless drone laying down next to her, one arm covering his belly and the other laying behind his head. Luckily, V was allowed to bring a reading lamp with her into the otherwise fairly vacant room he occupied, so she was able to read happily while she passed the time with him.

V originally came in to check on him because it was early autumn, which meant that the temperatures were starting to get lower than the previous summer, but N was still overheating quicker than in the winter. James wanted someone to stay with him every now and then throughout the day to make sure that he was alright and be there to help him get oil when he needed it, and V volunteered to do so a few hours before the sun began setting. She was allowed to bring a book, a light, and a blanket with her, but was otherwise told to remain quiet so the nocturnal drone could sleep. The heat also explained why he was currently only wearing pants and not his usual coat. It was surprising, though, that his core ran so fast and produced enough heat for him to need his room to be at a cold temperature constantly. Soon enough, though, when the temperature dropped and her friend woke up, he’d put his coat back on.

The room wasn’t just a little cold without the blanket, it was also fairly empty. There wasn’t much compared to the rest of the manor. The room was shaped sort of like and L flipped upside down, except the “stem” of the letter would be shorter, and used to be an old guest bedroom that just never got upgraded. It consisted of a window with thick black curtains to block out light and heat from the sun outside on the wall furthest to the door, a bed against the right wall near the window, a small nightstand, and a rug that only covered most of the room while the far left of the room was wooden floors and practically zero wall decor. After N was brought to the manor by James, there wasn’t exactly room for him in the worker drones’ current living quarters — a problem he’s trying to fix —, so he was allowed to use this one. Plus, he didn’t have much experience socializing with complete strangers and ended up scaring a bunch of the other workers, so no one complained about this arraignment. Currently, N was laid dawn on his back in the far left part of the room to avoid any heat from the carpet, so V was sitting next to him while reading. Given how quiet it is, she’d most likely notice anything happening to him.

V’s eyes continued to scan the page as her mind visualized what was being written.

“Vesper!!!” Stillness called out. The usually dark and uncaring villain yanked his arms out of Soundwave’s grip and made a dash towards the cage carrying the shark-dog hybrid. Upon hearing his voice, Vesper perked his head up from the tightly curled up ball position he was in to hide himself and searched for the source. Stillness reached his cage in seconds, dropping out and wrapping his arms around it, but then cried out in pain and recoiled from the electric shock. He still knelt in front of the hybrid creature with a mixed look of relief and worry. Vesper opened his mouth and began crying again, both out of fear for his own safety and his superhuman’s safety.”Shh, shh! It’s okay, buddy! I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to get you out!” Stillness said.

Soundwave finally caught up to him and began trying to grab his arms again, but Stillness punched him.”No! Let go of me!” He yelled angrily. Vesper wailed and stood up, snapping his jaws and stomping his front feet anxiously. Sensing his hybrid companion’s stress, Stillness turned around while still trying to wrestle his way out.”Don’t worry, Vesper!” He said.

“What are you doing? Why are you talking to the hybrid like that?” Soundwave asked.

Before V could continue reading, she noticed from her friend next to her and looked up from her book. The five semispheres on N’s head were starting to come on, which was a sign of him wake up. They flickered once or twice before they all blinked at once, showing that the systems they were a part of were up and running, and a pair of closed eyes appeared on N’s screen a second later. He didn’t open his eyes just yet, and instead lifted both his arms up to stretched them. He stretched his legs out too, then rested them in the same position as before. Finally, he opened his eyes and noticed V sitting next to him.”Oh, hi, V! Good evening!” N said, greeting her as if it was actually morning.

A small smile made its way across V’s face as N sat up.”Good evening, N. The sun is still out, so if you want to just stay here, that’s probably a good idea.” She said, pulling the blanket back onto her shoulder right after it started to fall off. It might be warm or a “regular room temperature” for N, but she was cold without the heated blanket.“Oh, okay! Uh, you mind staying though? Just to be around?” He asked. He seemed a little nervous asking, but V couldn’t really tell why. This isn’t the first time he’s requested to simply not be alone, and it wasn’t like staying for the rest of her “shift” would be a bother.“Of course.” V replied. N’s tail thumped lightly against the floor, then he laid back down on his back against the chilly wooden floor.“Thank you.” He said. As he laid back down, he crossed his arms behind his head and close both of his eyes to relax for a bit longer. Instead of going back to her book and continue reading (even though it was getting good and Stillness being a good dad to his shark-dog-pup is so wholesome-), V couldn’t help but wonder if she should ask something that’s been on her mind for a while.

She briefly glanced from the pages down at her friend, specifically at the dimly glowing yellow liquid and slowly moving bubbles in what appeared to be his belly. There were plenty of things that were different in his physical design compared to literally every other drone in the building, from his legs and feet, to his long tail, to his arms, and even his head was a little different! But what confused V the most was his belly. It looked a lot like something that used to be created long ago as night light in children’s bedrooms, or just to look nice. She’s seen the pictures from Tessa and James. His belly resembled something called a “lava lamp”. No, it didn’t have actual lava (as far as she knew). It wasn’t made of glass or plastic, but it was definitely clear. Otherwise, V wouldn’t be able to see the liquid moving around in there. She didn’t understand why his belly was like that, but she also didn’t understand a bunch about him. For a bit, she thought it was a little weird that she was curious about someone’s belly, but then again, she was wondering about why pretty much all of his limbs were built the way they were and N seemed okay with answering those questions. He even told her to ask any questions she had and he’d try to answer them the best he could, so in that moment, V decided that now was the time she was actually going to ask.“Hey, N?” She piped up. N opened both eyes and turned his head to look at her.”Yes?” He answered.

“I hope this doesn’t sound rude,” V removed her right hand from her book and reached out to N’s belly, ”but what’s with the belly?” She asked. She poked and lightly stroked his belly to emphasize her point. The contents inside were disturbed and moved away from her fingers, and whatever was holding it all in was surprisingly squishy and a little bit chilly. At the same time, N started laughing and sat up. V pulled her hand away and looked at him slightly surprised that he had laughed like that. N cleared his throat.“That’s a good question. I’m not entirely sure to be honest, but I think it’s my main acid tank. That’s just a guess, though. The main thing I know is that whatever material they used to made the “case”, or my belly, is incredibly hard to puncture, but pretty flexible, so it makes it a little squishy.” He explained. V couldn’t help but think that didn’t explain why he laughed the way he did. It slightly reminded V of herself or others when they’re-!... V held back a smirk from forming. She closed her book and turned her body to kneel right next to him.“Alright. I have another question.” She said. N noticed the change and raised an eyebrow slightly in confusion.“Okay, go ahead.” He said.

“Does this tickle?” V asked. Without anymore warning, she reached one of her hand over to tickle his belly. It hardly took a second before N started to laugh again, but he didn’t really fight back. Instead, he just let her tickle him.”Pfft- Hahahaha!! Yehehehehes, ahahahaha lohohohohot!! Hahahahahaha!!” He said through his laughter. V’s innocent smile quickly turned into a more mischievous grin.”That’s good, because now I can get back at you for helping J tickle me!” She said.

“Wahahahait, whahahahahahat?! Hahahahahahaha!! Hahahahahahahaha!! Hahahahaha!! Hahahahahaha!!” N cackled and soon began to lightly push at V’s hand, but it wasn’t enough to actually move her hand away. Other than that, he didn’t make much movement to stop the tickling. V made a mental note of this just in case, but then she was right back to focusing in her revenge. Deciding one hand was way too nice, she put her second hand out and momentarily paused to poking and scribbling so she could grab both side of his belly and squeeze.”Wow, it really is kind of squishy.” She said, trying to tease him. N’s laughter briefly went up an octave and grew a little louder when she squeezed him, and his legs lifted up to protect himself, but he was already leaning back and using one of his arms for support.”And it seems to be your “happy button”. Let’s see how many times I can press it.” V said. She began squeezing his belly repeatedly, the cool material used for it squishing easily up her fingers. N threw his head back and his laughter went up an octave again.”Hahahahahahaha!! Hahahahahahahaha!! Nohohohot thehehe behehehehelly!! Hahahahahahaha!!” He said through his laughter. The contents inside his belly moved around as he laughed and V tickled him, the bubbles moving around inside.”Hmm, I think “yes, the belly”. It seems to be the perfect spot! In fact, I think I’ll take my time and draw on it a little.” She said. She then noticed something next to N, on the opposite side where she was. His tail was wagging, and definitely not in the way it does when he’s extremely mad. V slowed down the tickling and removed one of her hands while she used the other to trace shapes such as stars.

N’s laughter died down, but he was definitely giggling a lot from the slow tickling.”Hahahaha! Whahahat ahahare yohou drahahawihihing? Pfft- Hehehehehahahaha! ” He asked. V paused to lay down on her belly and continued tracing, using her free arm to prop her head up and act as if she was drawing on paper. Except she didn’t have a pen.”Oh, just random doodles. Stars, dogs, cats, hearts, lightning bolts, stuff like that. Please stay still so I can focus.” She said. N continued giggling as she traced her fingers on his belly.”Buhuhut ihihihit tihihickles! Hahahahaha!” N said. While V was doing this, she thought about her next move. Should she stop? She decided no, since her torture went on longer than this. So what should she do next? She’s already gotten back at J. What did J do that V could do to get back at N?

That’s when she got the idea.

V carried on the drawing act for a few more minutes before stopping and pretending to stretch like she was about to get up.”I’m a little hungry. Maybe I should get some food.” She said to “herself”. N’s tail slowly stopped wagging and V could’ve sworn he looked a little bit disappointed for a second before smiling.”Okay! I’ll just wait right here.” He said, keeping the last of the lingering giggles in. As V pretended to get up, pulling herself to her knees, N stretched as well and laid back down. Now he was basically asking for it! V seized the chance as he was laying back down and wrapped both arms around his abdomen. Her head now rested in the middle of his belly and he looked a little surprised and confused.”Uh, what are you doing? Aren’t you going to get food? If you wanted a hug before you left, you could’ve asked.” He said, trying not to let his growing nervousness show. He had a guess of what she was doing, but he kept thinking to himself that he could be wrong. V took in a deep breath and lowered her head down to lightly press her face against his belly. N realized that he was right in his guess, but it was too late.

“AAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! VEEHEEHEEHEE!!!” N threw his head back and laughed loudly as his tail began wagging again. He lifted his legs and lightly stomped them against the ground as he squirmed from the sudden attack. V had her arms wrapped tightly around him, though, so he was pretty much stuck.”Yeah, I’m getting one of my favorite snacks! Raspberries!” V said before blowing another one against his belly. N let out another howl of laughter and hit the floor with a fist.”OHOHOHO MYHYHY ROHOHOHOBOBOBOBO-GOHOHOHOD, IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHO BAHAHAHAD!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!” He said. He soon felt V’s fingers also begin to dibble and scratch at his sides, which weren’t nearly as bad as the raspberries, but it didn’t really help either. He looked over at V, who had a mischievous, evil grin on her face.”I think I’ll just have a few more.” She said.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wAAAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHAHA!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHOHO!!! IHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!!! PLEHE—AAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHAHA!!!” N stomped repeatedly against the ground and one of his hands was hiding part of his face while the other was busy hitting the floor. He laughed hysterically from the raspberries and squirmed around in futile attempts to escape, but V had a good grip on him and wasn’t going to let go until she delivered the third and final raspberry. She waited until he had calmed down a little to catch him off guard.”Okay, you’ve made your POINT — AAAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! YOHOHOHUHUHU WIHIHIHIN!!! YOHOHOU WIHIHIHIN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” N cackled. V let go and felt pretty proud of herself. N rolled into his side and curled up to protect his belly as his laughter slowly died down to slightly tired breathing, and his tail slowed to a much more subtle wag. V went back to where she was sitting before and picked up her book.���Did you have fun?” She asked.

“No!” N replied. It wasn’t as convincing as he probably would’ve liked, and V thought it was pretty amusing.”Really? Because your tail was wagging the whole time and you never asked me to stop.” She said. She might not see it directly, but she assumed that by the way the wooden floor being ever so slightly more illuminated than before near N’s screen that he was blushing from embarrassment. V covered her mouth to prevent a small laugh from slipping out and embarrassing her friend further, then opened her book to continue reading.

[aethon-recs]

This Week (x2) in Tomarrymort (11 – 24 October 2024)

Bundling 2 weeks’ worth of updates together, sorry for missing last week! In terms of ship happenings, @exquisite-tomarrymort-telephone has been posting a series of fics loosely interconnected by prompts, which started this week and will wrap up next week. 

As before, please feel free to add some extra context to your fic update in the reblog, ie, a little bit about the chapter(s) updated, and I’ll throw it in the update for next week. See below for a recap of the author notes from last week:

friend of the devil (a friend of mine) by @shyinsunlight (E, 17k, WIP) “Red flags are good party decorations, and love can be blind if you keep your eyes shut tight enough. Rodolphus discovers team spirit, and Abraxas finds that his home is no longer his castle.” a pound of flesh by @ictyn (M, 21k, WIP) “Harry, trapped and undying in his own mutilated corpse, must turn inward to find his salvation. Inside his very soul is the key to annoying his nemesis into returning for him. In the end, he'd much rather lose his mind to torture than to eternal boredom.” the precarity of virgin souls by @izharmilgram (M, 4k, complete)  “The second part to on line sex & rabbit stew. It includes dueling, cooking (the rabbit stew!), a first kiss, manipulation, and a horcrux reveal.” the alchemy by @cindle-writes (E, 2k, WIP) “A college AU rom-com wherein Harry is the star of the college baseball team, and tries to convince Tom to go on one, just one, date with him.” Anytime, Anywhere, Always by @moontearpensfic (E, 18k, WIP) “In this last update of AAA, Tom explores how he feels about his attachment to Harry. Very fluffy chapter!” Infinite by @moontearpensfic (E, 4k, WIP) “Infinite is a prequel fic to Love, Murder, Horcrux. In chapter one, the boys start their first year of Hogwarts together, and Harry is Sorted Slytherin. I love playing with the dynamics of Harry in Slytherin House in the 90s! We usually see it in time travel fics, but it's great to explore it here.”

I’ll also highlight newly completed multi-chaptered fics, as it’s a wonderful thing to celebrate with the authors as their work comes to an end! 🎉

Part One - The Solitude of Suffering by @iseliljathedreamer (M, 187k, complete) Many things are different and many are the same as Harry begins his fifth year at Hogwarts. Here, living with Dursleys that aren't just neglectful but outright abusive made Harry unable to withstand more than a few weeks of Trelawney's "predictions" back in his third year. Instead, he took Ancient Runes, and uncovered that he had a prodigious knack for runic magic, which opened the door to the darkest of rituals and the magic of mind and soul. A year later, Harry uncovered something horrible within himself - a parasite. So, when Voldemort sends him dreams of corridors and doors, Harry sends him pieces of hell in return.

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Tomarrymort One Shots and Completed Fic

Chapters 38 and 39 (Completed) of Part One - The Solitude of Suffering by @iseliljathedreamer

One Shot | To be Guarded by @cyandenial

One Shot | nineteen (ten years apart) by @midsummersins

One Shot | compromising positions by @virgil-anon 

One Shot | time and a rabbit foot for luck by @izharmilgram 

One Shot | Aliquot by @crowcrowcrowthing @cindle-writes

One Shot | Pink Shorts by @crowcrowcrowthing

One Shot | Premium Pussy by @hopeforthewitch

One Shot | as sweet as blood red jam by @cindle-writes

One Shot | Locked in Focus by @v33r00

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Tomarrymort Ongoing Fics

Chapter 22 of What In Me Is Dark, Illumine by @telelli-writes

Chapter 16 of Sits the wind in that quarter by @mosiva

Chapter 10 of Ills of Murder by @shadow-of-the-eclipse

Chapter 37 of With a resolute heart by Act_Naturally

Chapter 5 of some like it hot by @duplicitywrites

Chapter 2 of Touch of Death by @moontearpensfic

Chapters 128 through 130 of Liquida Tenebris (Remastered) by @dymis

Chapters 18 and 19 of Outrunning the Villain in You by @zenyteehee

Chapter 17 of with eyes like these (who sees anybody else) by @cealesti

Chapter 1 of every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame by @boyneptunee

Chapters 8 through 10 of Hole in the Wall by tomrddle

Parts 1 through 13 of Broken Tomarrymort Telephone by @exquisite-tomarrymort-telephone

Chapter 1 of throne sex by @xxx-codtyl-xxx

Chapter 113 of In Willing Sacrifice by @hikarimeroperiddle

Chapter 6 of i am anonymous, you are a concrete wall by Pensievable

Chapter 6 of Syzygy by TimaeusKosmou

Chapter 5 of Memories of a Killer by @chemfreak89

Chapter 4 of doublethink by confunded

Chapter 4 of i might be the writer but you'll always be the words by @wixen-writes-tomarry

Chapter 1 of If I were you by @onehitpleb

Chapter 5 of Dreams Beyond Blood by @hikarimeroperiddle

Chapters 3 and 4 of What quickens me is the violence in thee by @i-dream-of-libraries

Chapters 19 and 20 of Learning to love by @l-archiduchesse

Chapters 3 through 5 of Venom or Valor by @lightningant

Chapter 7 of Like we were before by tzutzutrain

Chapter 20 of Date Ideas for the Linguistically Inclined by Antique_Mango

Chapters 1 and 2 of Solitude by TimaeusKosmou

Chapter 23 of Time Stumbler by @wintumnly

Chapters 13 and 14 of Saint Harry by @alenablack @chaos-bear

Chapter 6 of Fetters of the Damned by @sc0rpiflow3r

Chapter 2 of A Murder by Crows by @iseliljathedreamer

Chapter 8 of God is a Wizard by @onehitpleb

Chapter 2 of Auror Potter by @albondiguilla

Chapter 15 of A Dead God's Faith by @selfishrot

Chapter 8 of Actus Reus by TimaeusKosmou

Chapter 8 of These Fragments We've Shored by @rowena-rain

Chapter 5 of Dream a little dream (of me) by @cenedrariva

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[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

Love me or hate me, both are in my favor (Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader[HS Academic Rivals AU])

Hehehe. I had a bit of writer’s block but then I didn’t. Not proofread.

(Y/N)- Your name

Cursing, injuries, mentions of death, angsty, shit goes down. Villains villaining.

Word count: 2.4k

Series Masterlist Series playlist

Chapter 2: and no one could save me but you.

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Well you kept your promise. Was Miguel surprised? No. Was he still furious at the fact you got a better score than him? Of course he was. To make matters worse you weren’t doing a very subtle about it either, having “accidentally” dropping the paper on his desk as you walked past him to your next class while he was still packing his supplies in his bag, before turning around and picking it up, flashing him a smile before you walked through the door as you giggled about the interaction with MJ.

Miguel hunched over to place his hands on top of his knees, taking quick shallow and shaky breaths as he attempted to get his heart rate down and his hands to stop shaking, but the cold Nueva York air wasn’t doing him any favors. You needed to get out of his head, and he needed to calm down and focus. He had bigger things to worry about then you right now. A quick rush of air and a flash of metallic green pass him by the corner of his eyes, quickly pulling Miguel out of his thoughts and back to the task at hand. Quickly standing up at his full size, before shooting a red neon red web in the direction of the movement before jumping off the rooftop.

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“That stupid Goblin really did a number on me…” Miguel groaned to himself as he slowly traced the bandages around his waist, looking at his covered stomach from where he stood in front of the bathroom mirror.

He didn’t know what time he got home last night, all he knew was he got one hell of a scratch on his side from Green Goblin’s glider during the fight, not to mention a brush in his cheekbone and a few cuts on his arm. He barely made it back to the dorm building after having stopped the goblin, dizzy and disoriented, making sure he was quick enough to not leave any of his blood on the campus ground but having to make sure he was being quiet since it was the middle of the night and he didn’t need the news to know that Spider-Man was a student at NYPA. Once he had slipped in through the window he left out of earlier, he stumbled and practically collapsed on his bed, his brother half awake, waiting to help patch him up afterwards.

With a sigh, he dropped the hand that was tracing the white wrapping on his body to grab at his white shirt, putting it on, before throwing on a black Polo quarter size sweater overtop. Despite it being a Saturday, he had so much to do, first was the gym, then he was going to have to fix the rips in his suit from the fight, he needed to complete his internship paperwork from Alchemax, and he had to study and do his homework with Peter, plus his usual night patrol. He really needed to get more than one suit, or figure out how to get the fabric to be more durable or something else similar, he’ll deal with that later.

Miguel finished changing, before quickly applying some hair gel and slicking his dark brown hair back, doing a once over of his appearance in the mirror once more before leaving the bathroom, Gabriel was already gone for the day, having said something about going to hang out with his friends, Miguel was only half listening, a bit preoccupied with the soreness he felt spreading through his body. Going to the kitchen and popping an ibuprofen to help with aching before putting on his shoes, grabbed his bag and made his way out of the dorm room.

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“What is the Pauli exclusion Principle?” Miguel asked Peter in a bored-almost monotone voice, as he brought his head up from his notebook to look at Peter. Peter who was too busy spacing out to focus on the study session that he was begging for. Miguel’s eyes traveled to go follow where he was looking, only to land on Mj and you on the other side of the courtyard, both of you sitting down on a blanket as you talked and ate some snacks that were placed in front of you, you were having a picnic, Cute.

Miguel let out a huff as he realized he let his eyes linger on you for a bit longer then he should have. So they snapped back to look at Peter as his eyebrows scrunched together and he let his lip come up in a slight snarl.

“Peter. Focus.” He scolded his friend as he brought a hand up to snap in front of his friend.

“Huh- oh- Sorry? It’s- I-“

“You were too busy drooling over Mary Jane?” Miguel deadpan, causing Peter’s face to blush darkly as he continued to stutter. Despite Miguel’s annoyance, he couldn’t help but think the reaction was funny. “You look like a creep. Just go ask her out.”

“You say it like it’s easy!”

“Because it is.”

Peter lets out a groan and he plops his head on top of his open notebook.

“If it’s so easy, why don’t you ask out (Y/N)?” Peter retorted. Now it was Miguel’s turn to act like a bit of a fool, his eyes widened and he chokes on some of his own spit. Once he was able to clear his throat he spoke once more.

“Why the hell would I do that? I can’t stand her.”

“Really? Maybe I’m wrong but I was kinda picking up a vibe between you two-“

“Well you weren’t.” The tone in which Miguel spoke made it clear that the topic was not up to discussion, and Peter knew better to poke the bear, especially when it involved you, so he simply nodded his head, a bit too quickly. “Let’s get back to what we’re here for.” It was an order, not a suggestion.

“Why aren’t we studying in the library again?” Peter questioned as he picked his head.

“It’s too stuffy in there, it makes my head hurt. I need the fresh air.” Miguel stated, to which Peter just nodded his head as his brows furrowed together in concentracion while looking back at his notebook. What Peter didn’t notice was Miguel’s eyes glancing in your direction one last time as he spoke. “Now what is the Pauli exclusion principle?” Peter’s silence and confused look was enough of an answer for Miguel, so with a sigh, he made sure to explain it in a way Peter would understand.

“Two objects cannot occupy the same space at the same point in time.”

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Today was simply amazing. You have been out and about all day with MJ, first you both went out for breakfast, then you both went shopping down at the nearby mall, followed by a picnic at the campus’s courtyard while you too gossiped and giggled. Talking about anything and everything that came into mine, you teased her about her little crush on Peter, she would tease you about Miguel, which got under your skin a bit but that was neither here nor there, then you talked about some books you read and she told you about some gossip that she’d hear on campus.

It was now later in the evening, you and MJ had found yourselves at the metropolitan museum, deciding it would be fun to use your student discount to get it and explore more, haven't been able to see everything the first time you visited the building due to just how much was in it. The sun was setting, shades of dark lilac seeping through the glass ceiling windows as you wandered from one exhibit to the next. Lingering a little bit longer at center paintings and sculptures, ones that would speak to your soul, you stopped in front of Perseus with the head of Medusa, your eyes staying on hers. Oh how your heart aches for her, she deserves the world. You knew if Miguel was here he’d make fun of you-wait why were you thinking of Miguel for?

You didn’t have a chance to dwell on it too much, your thoughts coming to a screeching halt when the sound of glass crashing came from above you. Your fight or flight instincts kicked in, your arms going over your head to protect yourself from the falling glass shards. Your heart rate picked up as the adrenaline started to course through your body, your eyes wandering the museum that not even a minute ago was peaceful and tranquil, now a scene of chaos. Where the fuck was Mj??? You quickly looked around some more despite your body starting to shake and your vision beginning to blur, tears of panic forming in the corner of your eyes. Your body was telling you to run, but your brain was more concerned about finding your friend as unfamiliar face after unfamiliar face passed you going to the nearest exit they could find.

A manic laugh rang through the building over the screams before the floor shock underneath you, hard enough to make you lose your balance. You let out a whine as you fell, scraping the side of your left leg in the process, feeling the burn of the wound that was probably going to be nasty when you get a chance to look at it, if you get the chance to look at it. A shaky breath left your lips as you attempt to stand up, but once you go to put your weight on the injured leg, a shooting pain traveled all the way up your leg. You let out another, more pained and desperate whine, trying to make the sobs that attempted to follow afterwards die in your throat. You bring a hand up to wipe the tears that began to run down your face. You took a deep breath and went to exhale it, but instead the exhale came out as small hiccups and sobs. Your tears only made your vision blur more, and your ears began to ring.

You were scared, you were hurt and you felt like you were going to die.

But hey, look at the bright side, at least if you were you would be dying in a place you love, that’s nice right?

Fuck you didn’t wanna die.

Your breathing only became more rapid, quiet sobs turning into loud and panic wheezing as your lips and body began to tremble in fear as you saw a creature-like man cladded in green and purple on top of some sort of sauser or glider fly in the room, holding something in his hands. You didn’t need any context clues to know that this man (thing?) meant danger, you needed to run, or well, crawl. So that’s what you did, crawling, while still incredibly painful, was more bearable than trying to walk. But you could only crawl so quickly. Not quick enough to move out of the way of a pillar that was coming crashing down after that person threw an explosive at it with another laugh. You stopped crawling, knowing that it was useless, you weren’t gonna move out of the way in time, and let out a small sob, squeezing your eyes shut, only hoping that your death would be quick and painless.

But the impact never came.

Instead you felt a pair of muscular arms grab you, before the sound of the pillar hitting and denting the white tiles of the museum floor filled your ears. You slowly and hesitantly open your eyes once you feel the sensation of wind hit your face and body, causing goosebumps to form all over your arms and legs. Once your red and puffy eyes were fully open, they widened in shock as soon as they landed on your savior.

“Oh-oh my god! Spider-Man! You’re Spider-Man! Thank you!” You started to babble before your brain could get you to stop. He had one arm wrapped around your waist as he used the other one to swing around the now very destroyed building, presumably to find you a safe spot for you to refuge in. If you weren’t in a current state of crisis, the sight would have broken your heart, but the thought of still being alive was greatly overtaking the heartache with relief instead. In your frantic state, you accidentally looked down and realized you were very high up in the air, causing you to let out a small yelp as you instantly wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face into his chest so you couldn’t see anything but darkness as you closed your eyes again.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you. Just don’t look down okay? I’m gonna keep you safe.” The masked hero reassured you in a soft tone despite the current crisis that you were both in, his arm gripping you tighter. His voice was so familiar, like you’ve heard it before but you couldn’t remember who or from where. You just nodded as you held onto him tighter, your hands forming into fist to keep them warm against the cold wind.

Eventually, he stopped swinging once he was a few buildings away, and gently placed you down on the rooftop, you were shaking and didn’t want to let go of him, but you knew he had a job to do, you reluctantly let go of him and bring your arms around yourself in an attempt to soothe yourself after experience this whole ordeal.

You are definitely gonna need to go to therapy after this.

He seemed to realize your hesitation when unwrapping your arms from around his neck, the lines on his mask that were around his eyes scrunched together as he stared down at you.

“I’ll come back for you okay? Don’t leave here. I’m gonna go deal with Goblin, and then I’m gonna come back and take you home okay?” His tone was soft and calm, but also stern, making you know that it wasn’t a question or a request, it was a command. So with a shaky sigh, you nodded your head, before you watched him swing back in the direction you both just came from. The sky was now dark, and it was cold.

Part of you wished you were still pressed against him to keep you warm on this freezing fall night, surely you’ll develop a cold on top of your injury. But that’s a problem for tomorrow, for now all you can do is wait for the masked hero as you look out at the Nueva York skyline.

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notes on taylors headmates for the plural au idea:

Taylor - civilian identity, system core. strong connection to protecting her immediate friends and family, very passive and willing to put up with abuse. instinctual use of power is to ignore it, allowing bugs in the area to act normally; can control them if necessary but her control is clumsy. Master 2.

Weaver - superhero identity, forms before fic begins as a response to Taylor gaining powers. doesnt initially come up with the name (im not yet certain what she will call herself b4 being named Weaver). believes in fair law and order, willing to make any sacrifice of herself to save others, does NOT expect others to do the same. nonlethal methods of subduing, against killing except for class-s threats. instinctual use of power is using small amounts of bugs to feel out area around her, and connecting threads between everything which she can use to pull enemies off balance, yank objects around, or trap enemies. Master (Shaker) 5, Thinker 1

Skitter - supervillain identity, forms after Weaver joins Undersiders as an undercover operation and Taylor starts to become attached to them (first public debut is bank robbery.) still cares about greater good and keeping the peace, but also cares about living a good life for herself, and is more vindictive, ruthless, and intimidating than the others. ok with killing for the greater good or to protect herself, as well as causing permanent harm to do the same or to prove a point. instinctual use of power is to use large amounts of bugs to scout out areas or track people, and to create swarm-clones. Also not shy about using the wasps, fire ants, etc. in her swarm. Prefers fighting from back and allowing her swarm to do most of the work. Master 7, Thinker 1.

Arsenal - Armsmaster introject, forms around the same time as Skitter. Persecutor-protector; he is agressive and dismissive towards the ideas and plans of the others and may sabotage them because he thinks that they arent as capable as they think, and are likely to fail, thus tries to keep them out of dangerous scenarios. Prideful. Does not have access to Taylor's power; passenger suppresses it completely if he is the only one fronting.

Dragonfly - forms during the meeting between the villains to discuss the ABB's presence; sees herself as a leader, negotiator, and diplomat. becomes much more prominent as the system starts to gain more respect for itself as an influential cape, and as Taylor becomes a warlord responsible for leading and organizing ordinary people. instinctual use of power is purely observational, limited to minor mapping of areas and tracking of key individuals. Master 5, Thinker 1.

TT - Lisa introject, forms around the time Taylor and Skitter join The Undersiders for real. Smug and self-assured. Leans more into the Thinker side of their power; she is most adept in the system at using the smallest amount of bugs she can to covertly map areas or track people, as well as most easily able to process their sensory information, but struggles in combat situations. Master 4 (Thinker 2, Stranger 2).

Antlion - restless, impulsive, emotional, straightforward. forms when they start spending more time with Rachel and is fiercely loyal towards her. prefers being in close quarters in combat as she does not want to be seen as cowardly - instinctual use of power is to gather them around herself, hiding her location and allowing her to intimidate her opponents. Master 5 (Changer 1), Thinker 1.

Passenger - formed by the other system members (primarily TT, Skitter, and Weaver) as a tulpa during the two-year timeskip in an attempt to break down their internal barriers surrounding power use. It doesn't work very well. Passenger is only semi-verbal and, though its power is slightly stronger than the others (longer range and somewhat better control,) it has worse emotional control and is not as rational as the others. largely acts on self-preservation and fight-or-flight instinct. Master 8, Thinker 2

Khepri - name given by external forces as it does not have the wherewithal to name itself. formed by the violent interaction between the actual system and their shard prompted by Amy's modifying of their corona pollentia. you remember speck, its basically just that, the thing that taylor turned into as her shard took over more of her actions. the other system members are all aware and in cocon during the speck-analogue but have only very limited ability to affect Khepris actions. Master/Trump 10, Thinker 5, Stranger 5