#what was it about the colossus. i'll never know

[coldflasher]

me outside, potting up my six new strawberry colossus plants and aggressively wrapping the pots in six layers of bird netting while occasionally glowering at the trees: "you won't be digging THESE up, bucko"

[dreamofbetterthings]

Finally Home Wolverine x mutant! Reader

Prompt: “I’ve spent forever thinking about what I’d say to you when I saw you again. Now that you’re here in front of me, I can’t seem to find the words.”

VIP: Logan Howlett aka Wolverine (Played by Hugh Jackman)

Universe: X-Men (Originally Fox), Marvel

Summary: Wade was a man of his word, and managed to get Logan back to his universe, right into the arms of someone he hasn't seen in ten years.

Warnings: This is a different ending from Deadpool and Wolverine. Minor spoilers for the plot. Reader is basically a modern-day avatar (The last air bender universe, not the Jake Sully blue folks lol) since all the good powers are already taken haha. Also, The Last Stand doesn't exist in this universe because I refuse to acknowledge the pain I had watching that movie.

A/N

Holy cow I took my boyfriend to see Deadpool and Wolverine, and we loved it! Originally, there were a couple of stories for these two individually that I had in my WIPS, but I just needed to get a couple of stories out while the movie was still fresh in my mind. The ending might be a little out of character for Wade and Logan, but I had no idea how to end it, so it is what it is. Once again, minor spoilers ahead for the film. I'll have another one out soon for you all.

Enjoy!

Logan was never one to be straightforward with his emotions. Nobody knew what he was thinking, or how he felt about anything. The only thing he managed to convey was anger and rage. Not now though. The party at Wade's apartment was in full swing, and everybody was having a good time knowing their existence wasn't on the verge of collapsing.

Almost everyone, anyway.

Logan sat on the couch and watched Wade interact with his friends, his newfound family, and that damn dog. He watched as they all smiled and joked with each other, passing food and drinks about. It was a domestic life that he hadn't quite learned to adapt. He almost did though, with you. Logan pulls a photo out of his jeans and a melancholy look spreads across his face as he looks at it.

"That's not fair, you can teleport!" Brushing what was left of the water balloon off your clothes, Kurt shrugs his shoulders. "You'll just have to be faster and catch me!" You quickly aim before he disappears again, leaving you without a target.

It was a sunny day, thanks to Storm, and Charles decided to give the students a break. With so much going on in the last few months, everyone was exhausted. He thought it would be a good idea to set up a pool and let everyone relax. Most of them were just kids after all, and they were pushed so much harder than they needed to be for the sake of a world that won't always accept them. They yearned for a day to be themselves, to be kids, and today, was that day.

Everybody was outside either in or by the pool. Students were chasing each other with water balloons and water guns. Others were taking turns jumping into the pool, or playing water polo, or volleyball. There was a barbeque off to the side when the kids got hungry, and of course, alcohol for the adults. The sun was out, and it gave a warm contrast to the nippy water of the pool. The X-Men team, the adults anyway, were sitting in lounge chairs or standing around, making sure the kids were being careful and not hurting themselves. Storm was even walking around and taking pictures of everyone having fun, mentioning she wanted to get them developed and put in a scrapbook. A memento of when life was easier and calm.

Then there was Logan. Off to the side drinking a beer, watching everyone have a good time. He wasn't much for the domestic life, as he didn't make a habit of getting close to people. But, these were his people, and he was thankful to find a community that accepted him as he was, even if he would never say it out loud. He watched all the kids run around, but his eyes always found their way back to you. You looked happy and relaxed, even when chasing Bobby or Colossus around with water in your hands. This was a huge contrast from how you looked during the missions you went on. It was a good look for you.

Logan was pulled from his thoughts when a sudden burst of cold hit his chest. Looking down, he noticed his once-dry black shirt was sticking to his body, water dripping from it. All the kids gasped and stopped their movements. Charles looked at his friend, a slightly amused look on his face. He looked around, trying to figure out who had just signed their death wish before his eyes once again landed on you. Standing next to the pool, you looked around, pretending like you didn't just water bend to hit him from across the yard. Logan did something that confused everyone. He simply grunted, wiping off his shirt before taking another drink of his beer. Everyone relaxed and continued to have fun, although slightly surprised at the lack of reaction from the stoic man.

You had stopped the antics and started talking with Scott, asking him how things had been with him and Jean. The last mission put a bit of a strain on their relationship. Your back was to Logan, so you didn't see when he put down his beer and started to creep up towards you. Scott noticed when he finally made his way behind you but decided not to say anything. After finishing his sentence, Scott quickly excused himself and stepped away. That was when Logan decided to grab you from behind.

You screamed from suddenly getting picked up and tried to reason with the man as he walked towards the pool. "Logan, come on, let's talk about this for a second. You don't have to do this. I'm sorry, please just put me down!" Unfortunately, your pleas fell on deaf ears, and the others sat there laughing as Logan hurled you into the pool. The kids all yelled in excitement. They'd been trying to get you in the water for hours. Had they known it was that easy, they would've splashed Logan themselves earlier. When you finally came up for air, everybody was laughing, and you even heard a couple of shutter clicks from Storm's camera.

Logan just stood there with an amused smirk on his face. You fake pouted before he came over to the edge of the pool with his hand out. "You shouldn't have splashed me." With a huff, you go over to meet him at the edge. "You don't sound too sorry about it." He pulled his hand away and shrugged his shoulders. "Alright, I won't help you out." "Okay, okay. I accept your apology. Would you be so kind as to help me out of the pool?" He reached his hand back out, and you happily took it, only to shock him by pulling the man with all your strength into the pool with you. This got everyone laughing. Scott laughed so hard he fell to his knees. Logan finally came up for air, his poor shirt clinging to his body for dear life, and wrapped his arms around you to keep you from getting out.

He was smiling.

He didn't smile often, and it always warmed your heart to see those pearly whites. Storm ran up and managed to get a couple of photos of the two of you before running off again. "I think that makes us even." You shake your head. "Not even close, however, I don't want the entire school to think you aren't the brooding mysterious man that you waltz around as.” Leaning close to his ear you whisper so the kids can't hear. "So, if you want, you can make it up to me tonight." Logan stays frozen in place, his eyes following you out of the pool to look for a towel.

Storm had the photos developed later that night and slipped a couple under Logan's door with a note. "Don't worry, I didn't put these in the scrapbook. I think the fourth will be your favorite." - Storm

Logan's eyes welled with tears as he held the photo. She was right, the fourth photo was his favorite one. The two of you were soaking wet in the pool with your arms around each other, smiling towards the camera. The picture got crumpled over time, always in his pocket or folded out of reach, but he kept it.

He missed you.

Dear god, he missed you.

Your body was never found when the mansion was raided. He always assumed you were taken and experimented on. He would've rather you be killed instead of kept alive and tortured for who knows how long. After looking for you for what felt like forever, he finally gave up, assuming you were dead. The crumpled-up picture was the only thing he had to remember your smile, your laugh, you.

Logan blinked the tears away when Wade approached. "Hey there peanut. You got a second?" A grunt left Logan's lips. "What do you want?" The self-proclaimed marvel Jesus took his hand and pulled him towards the door. "I got a surprise for you, I think you'll like it. Don't worry about the party, we'll be quick." As the two men walk out the door, Wade pulls a TempPad out of his pocket, and Logan starts to protest. "I'm not about to do more universe jumping with you. Once was enough." Wade nods. "I understand, but I think you might change your mind once you find out where we're going." Before Logan can say anything else, he is pulled through a portal into a hallway that looks like a carbon copy of the one he was previously in. "I swear if I have to listen to another one of you assholes I'm going to kill you both." Wade shrugs the comment off. "It's not another me." He gets serious for a moment.

"I know I lied to you about being able to fix your universe, and I'm sorry. However, I did jump around and find someone that you've been missing for ten years." Wade knocks on the door and then steps back. It opens a few seconds later.

"Logan?"

You stood there, shock and disbelief on your face. Without a second thought, both your feet move until you collapse in each other's arms. A sigh of relief leaves the broken man's mouth as the war in his mind begins to subside. "It's me bub. It's me." Tears spill down your face as you hug the man who you haven't seen in years. The two of you finally pull away, and Logan turns to Wade. "How did you do this? I thought they were dead." The merc shakes his head no. "Took a while to track them down. I almost thought they were dead, luckily I was wrong."

A portal appears behind Wade as he reaches out to hand Logan the TempPad. "I couldn't fix your past, but I at least wanted to give you a familiar future. Don't expect you to, but come visit anytime. My door is always open. We'll miss having you around." Logan took the device from Wade's hands. He starts to walk through the portal before Logan calls him. Turning around, Wade sees tears in the older man's eyes. "Thank you." He nods, before walking through the portal, and everyone in his apartment smiles and waves goodbye, before it closes.

Logan puts the device in his pocket, before looking at his lost love. He reaches his hand out and touches your face, afraid that this is some sick illusion and you'll be ripped away from him. “I’ve spent forever thinking about what I’d say to you when I saw you again. Now that you’re here in front of me, I can’t seem to find the words.” You smile and take his hand in yours. "Well, luckily for us, we have the rest of our lives for you to figure it out." You begin to walk back into your apartment, Logan's hand in yours. He thought about visiting Wade again when the time was right, but right now, he had a life with you to catch up on.

He was finally home.

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

I literally LOVE vampire reader. How would Logan react to the reader hanging upside down like a bat and their fangs are out???? (I really really love the concept of this idea msljxucjd AHHHHHHHH)

As your friendship grew, Logan believed he was finally getting used to your mutations. Throughout the many years he's lived, he has had many different experiences with vampire, there was never a relationship that blossomed with any of them, but fuck did he want one to grow with you.

He overheard you talking to Charles about needing the next week off, and he couldn't help but get curious. All he knew was that you requested a few extra blood bags and to be completely left alone until you came back.

Logan couldn't help himself, and he let his curiosity lead him to Charles to ask questions, but instead of answers he was given a lecture over easdropping, so he went to find you. When he did find you, you just gave him a soft smile and a shake of your head, "don't worry about it Wolvie, I just need to take care of somethings I'll be back for our plans Saturday."

Logan was a bit upset over the fact that you wouldn't tell him what you were having to do. Maybe he could help? He had witnessed you using your strength. He watched you break Colossus's hand. He had witnessed your help during sleepless nights. He just wanted to help you for once.

.

.

He didn't mean to intrude. He didn't mean to even find you! He had honestly forgotten all about you disappearing for the week. Well, he didn't forget he really was missing you, and this past week was shit for him, so he really could've used some time with you. It physically made his heart ache when he thought about how strong his feelings for you were. It's been so long since he cared about someone the way he cared about you, he didn't want to fuck things up but it was killing him to not be near you. Maybe I should just tell them?

He had been looking for his leather jacket when he remembered that he let you have it during the last outing the team had. "Dammit," he mumbles as he looks at your bedroom door, remembering how pretty you looked in his jacket. Your voice echoed through his head, reminding him that you asked to be completely alone for the week... but he'd be so quick! He just needed to grab his jacket. How long would that take? You wouldn't even know he ever intruded. He listened closely through your door, and he didn't hear any motion within the room. Maybe he had missed you? He could've sworn you told Charles you'd be in your room for the week. He shrugged and walked into your room to grab what he needed, but before he could, a soft gasp left his lips before he could hold it back.

He was met with you resting, hanging upside from your ceiling. Your mouth was open just enough for your fangs to glisten from the small ray of light coming from the hall now that the door was open. He was completely taken back from what he was seeing. Not only was he confused about you sleeping; I could've sworn they said they don't sleep? But you were the most beautiful sight he's ever seen in his long life. Logan took a step back and really took in your figure. "Fuckin' beautiful..." He mumbled to himself in complete awe. Before he could stop himself, his finger graced your cold cheek, and he allowed himself to prick his finger upon your fang.

Your eyes fluttered open as soon as you smelt blood. "Lo?" You asked groggy, your voice still completely filled with sleep. He says your eye colors change between your normal color and a bright red. You licked your teeth and groaned. "What are you? Did I bite you? My Gods, your blood tastes so sweet, " you whined, slightly confused. Logan blushed slightly, realizing he had just made you taste his blood. "I um... your fangs... they're, you're beautiful," He turned a brighter shade of red as he stumbled over his words.

You jumped down and stretched, "How long have you been in here? Aren't you old enough to know it's rude to stare?" You teasingly say as you grab one of the blood bags Charles provided for you. Logan cringed slightly, knowing he'd been caught, "I thought you don't sleep. Aren't you old enough to know it's rude to lie, sweetheart?" He smirked, feeling himself relax as he heard your laugh, "I don't need to sleep every night, just during the full moon" you stated while pointing towards your calendar, "it was this past week, what did you miss me or something?" You asked, winking at him. You felt a sense of pride start to form in your chest as you watched him blush again.

"You have no idea darlin', no fuckin idea"

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[dinogoofymutated]

*shoots this at you like a gun in the night* Colossus being a farm boy at the school's vegetable garden. He's working with overalls and no shirt. Reader brings him lemonade as an excuse to ogle

Colossus/Fem! Reader I'll be the first to admit the southern girl pining in this one is VERY obvious. UGH. Also, thic one is technically a part 2 to the previous Colossus hc but you don't have to read that one to understand this one! TWS: Not many. Lots of smooching, a little spicy there at the end. PDA. Jubilee embaresses you. Piotr is a little bit more forward in this one, but you'll find out why lol. return of the sundresses!

It's really hard not to stare at Piotr. Really, really hard.

I mean, with how well built he is it's hard not to stare in general, but when he wears certain shirts (or lackthereof) it makes it that much harder.

It makes you feel like a stereotypical well-behaved southern girl. Cooking or baking or washing dishes while pining for the handsome farm boy outside the window. Sure, His metal form is a sight to behold, but you've begin to appreciate the view of his bare skin, sweaty and straining from the work he does.

You used to be normal about it. To be honest, you were so busy with the students you didn't really notice when he would be working outside. But then they started to drag you outside with them, to play and see their cartwheels and look at the plants they've been working so hard to grow. You were really only out there for them, right? Getting to see Piotr was just a bonus. Sure.

But it was really hot outside lately, and you wanted to make sure everyone was hydrating. You sit outside on the patio or picnic tables with a pitcher of lemonade for anyone who would like any. It just so happened to be the one place with a perfect view of the garden and anyone in it, but surely, you'd never make any excuses just to sit and oogle, right?...Right?

    It’s a hot day out today, and the students weren’t the only ones out enjoying the weather. The glass of the pitcher is cold against your hands as you pour another cup for one of the kiddos, smiling at their bright and happy thank you before they run off into the garden again.

    Piotr is working hard in the garden for the umpteenth day in a row, simply wearing overalls, bare-chested underneath them. Every time he raises his arms, you get the perfect view of the muscles on his side, and it’s becoming a sight you were sure you could get addicted to. His arms, too. And chest, and side, and… any part of him laid bare, really. 

    “Whatcha lookin’ at?” The voice startles you, and you almost yelp as you whip around to see Jubilee, popping her gum loudly as she gives you a knowing look.

    “Nothing! Nothing. Just… enjoying the garden.” You say, shrugging your shoulders with a nervous smile. Jubes cocks an eyebrow at you as she sits down on the chair right next you you, leaning against the table with a mischievous smile.

    “Are you ever gonna ask him out or what?” She chirps, and you smile bashfully, shaking your head at her. “Come on. It’s not like you two aren’t basically married already.”

    “Just because kids call us Mom and Dad doesn’t mean we’re married.” You respond, waving at a kiddo as they pass by, on their way to excitedly show everyone the snail they found in the garden. You can see Jubilee smiling smugly, humming a disbelieving “sureeee” under her breath. You wave her off, rolling your eyes at her once again.

    “Did you want something to drink or not?” You huff dramatically with a smile. You can see Jubilee think for a minute as you begin to pour her a cup, before an idea flashes through her mind, and her eyes light up mischievously.

    “That's a great Idea! Why don't we call Piotr over too?” She says excitedly. Your head snaps up to look at her in a panic, distracted from the pour.

    “No, nonono! Jubilee, do not-!”

    “Hey big guy!” Jubes calls out, and you’re trying your hardest to resist dropping the glass pitcher to cover your face in embarrassment. Jubilee is smiling brightly as Piotr stands and looks over at the two of you, cocking his head as she waves him over. You swear you wanted the ground to swallow you whole. It was bad enough that Jubilee had caught you staring, but the last thing you wanted was for Piotr to see you all flustered. Damnit! Her cup is very near to overflowing when you catch yourself and put the pitcher down.

    “Is there something you need?” Piotr asks once he’s close enough. Jubilee has the cheesiest smile on her face, opening her mouth to say something when you take the chance and cut her off before she says anything embarrassing.

    “-We were wondering if you wanted anything to drink!” You say, perhaps a little too quickly. Piotr smiles at you in a way that makes your heart flutter, and you can't help but return it, face still flushed. He nods, and you hand him a glass, trying not to get distracted as you pour him a glass of lemonade. Jubilee has a smug look on her face as you do. Maybe you can blame your blush on the heat, right? And not on the fact that Piotr very clearly wasn't wearing a shirt under his overalls, showing off the build of a Greek god hiding underneath. You had a weakness for any of his low-cut shirts, including the ones that show off his sides- and these overalls framed him just perfectly. 

    You’re overly cautious when you finish the pour, setting the pitcher down carefully as you watch him gulp down the summertime refreshment. He thanks you politely once he is done, nodding at you as he places the cup back on the table. A young student comes up shortly after for her own cup, and Piotr has walked off by the time she is finished. You don’t mind, knowing he has work to do, but when you turn back around, there is a small flower waiting for you where you usually sit, and Jubilee is smiling from ear to ear.

    “Girl, You’ve got it baaadd."

You knew that you needed to stop staring, especially knowing that Jubilee noticed it so easily, but I mean, at least Piotr hadn't caught you yet, right? And hopefully, he never will.

Although the two of you do spend a good bit of time together, much of it was cooking, or keeping up with students. You don't really have time to hang out besides that.

One specific day in the summer, the students were all on a field trip to the local aquarium. Sure, it was an educational trip, but everyone else knew that it was really to give most of the teachers a break. You originally had a few plans on what to do with your newfound freetime, including wearing a cute sundress that you would never risk wearing around the students- messes always around the corner with them. You had a book in had, prepared to read for most of the day, but when Piotr invites you to picnic with him out by the pond, you happily derailed your original plans to spend some time with him.

    After you and Piotr had finished eating, you simply sat together, enjoying the quiet sounds of nature. You were feeding the ducks little bits of a leftover loaf, watching as they ate and swam contentedly. 

    “Why do you do that?” Piotr asks, eventually. You toss another small piece of bread to the edge of the water, watching as one of the ducks swims over to snag it. You hum curiously in response to him, leaning back on the picnic blanket.

    “When you stare at me in the garden. Why do you get so embarrassed when I look back at you?” Your face erupts in flames at the question sitting up quickly to look at him better.

    “I- I don’t stare!” You exclaim, and Piotr only cocks an eyebrow at you.

    “Lying is not your strong suit, Любимая, and I am not blind.” He chuckles. You open your mouth, but can't seem to form any words, mortified knowing that he had seen you staring- multiple times!  You look away from him and back at the lake, knowing that there is no hiding your blush. Piotr shifts his weight towards you.

    “Okay, fine I… Maybe I do tend to… linger, when you are outside. It’s just…” Once again, you seem to be at a loss for words. You press your lips together, trying not to bite at them. When you look back up at Piotr, he's leaning closer toward you, looming over you with a soft smile that gives your heart a kickstart.

    “I am listening,” Piotr reassures you after a long moment of your silence. Piotr’s smile is unwavering, soft, and affectionate. The heat from your cheeks seems to have migrated up to your brain, melting whatever had still remained in your skull. You’re looking at him as he awaits your answer, but you can’t find your words, too busy looking at his face. Your eyes drift from his pretty irises to his lips more times than you would like to admit, frozen on the spot. Piotr notices, and having always been an action-over-expression kind of man, he mercifully takes your moment of struggle to lift your chin in his large hand, and swiftly close the distance between you.

    His kiss is sweet, and loving, and you have no clue how to process that. You’re wide-eyed, heart stuttering in your chest before you relax a little. Your eyes begin to drift closed when Piotr pulls away, a concerned look on his face as his thumb brushes across your lower lip.

    “Is there something wrong?”

    “No!” You’re quick to say, a hand quickly reaching up to catch hold of his wrist. You wince at yourself, the words coming out a bit louder than intended. “I just… didn’t think you felt that way about me.” You finish, swallowing nervously as your free hand bunches your skirt in a tight grip. Piotr gives you a confused look, cocking his head to the side.

    “What do you mean? Are we not already “together” ?” He asks. The words are enough to have you slack-jawed in shock.

    “Wait- what?” Piotr furrows his brow at your confusion, his other hand coming up to brush some hair out of your face. His hands are warm, and you try your best to resist leaning into the touch.

    “We are a couple, yes? I was under the impression you wanted to take things slowly.” He smiles. You think back to every time he walked you to your room, or helped you in the kitchen, or brought you gifts, and wonder if you really had been missing all the signs to the point where you were clueless about your own romantic relationship with him. 

    “No, We’re not-” You stop yourself before you finish that sentence, knowing for a fact you don’t want him to get the wrong idea. ”I mean, not that I don’t want to be a couple! I just…” You don’t know how to finish that anymore, his hands fall into your lap, and you end up cringing at yourself as you hold your head in your hands. You take a deep breath to collect yourself. Piotr moves to where he is facing you from the front instead of the side, chuckling just slightly as he slowly moves your hands away so he can see your face.

    “You don’t mind when I stare?” You ask, shyly looking up at him.

    “I like it when you stare at me,” Piotr responds. Your breath catches for a moment as he leans in again, pressing his forehead against your own as he presses another chaste kiss to your lips. And then a second, and third.

    “Yeah?” You whisper, breathlessly, and it makes him chuckle again.

    “Yes. And I like it when you wear this dress.” His hands begin to wander up and down your clothed thighs, slowly bunching up the fabric as he leans you backward.

    You wouldn’t mind making up for all the lost time. And hey, at least the two of you would be alone for a few more hours.

[betyloca]

headcanons of piotr rasputin (colossus) to wade wilson's friend

pairing: colossus x latin mutant reader

• Colossus was in the mansion when he noticed on the news that an accident had occurred on a highway involving two mutants.

• Knowing that one of them was Wade, he immediately went to look for him.

• When he arrived at the place he found him trying to kill a guy.

• After stopping Wade from killing him, they started arguing.

colossus: it's not a way to do things, there are rules

wade: shove the rules up your ass

• That caused the colossus to hit and caused a fight between them.

• Of course, between the blows he gave to Wade, he broke some bones

colossus: give up now wade

Wade: ok I need reinforcements morena

• Upon hearing that he saw a masked person addressing him.

• saw how he started shooting at him with a gun

• As a defense, he hit her, sending her away until he saw when she got up, taking off her mask, showing that she was a woman.

Wade: Ahhhh you hit Y/N you son of a bitch.

Colossus: I didn't know she was a woman.

• This guy felt terrible when he realized he knocked you unconscious.

• He decided to take you to the mansion so you could rest.

• when you woke up he tried to talk to you but you just started throwing things at him

colossus: stop throwing things at me

y/n: what do you want.. ehh?

Colossus: I just want to talk, yes.

y/n: after hitting me, no thanks.

colossus: it was not intentional because we didn't start again I'm piotr rasputin but they call me colossus

y/n: ahhh okay I'm y/n Gonzáles friend of wade wilson

• How did your friendship with him begin?

• This guy loved how energetic you were. He loves it when you talk to him about your favorite movies non-stop.

• he thinks wade is a bad influence on you but he had to accept that wade was like your brother from another mother

• likes it when you ask him about his mutation and how much weight he carries

• One day I ask you why you wear gloves.

colossus: why do you wear gloves that only cover three fingers?

y/n: I disintegrate everything I touch by supporting the entire palm of my hand, that's why I use them

• He is fascinated by your mutation, he likes to see how powerful you are.

• Until one day he saw you in action and noticed how agile you were with weapons.

• He loves that you visit him in the mansion, he loves spending time with you

• Wade gets jealous when I steal his best friend because he started to notice that he was in love.

Wade: So you like y/n?

colossus: what times are you talking about?

Wade: Come on, it's clear that you love her and if I'm honest, if you want to win her over, do it with food, you seriously love her.

Colossus: I'll take that information

Wade: She's also a virgin if they do it so you don't break her in two.

colossus: wade!!

• okey wade was right you loved the food

• when I bought you some cupcakes you started jumping like a little child with happiness

y/n: they are for me seriously

colossus: yes I thought you would like it

y/n: *jumping* there I love you I love you thank you* kissing his cheek*

• I love seeing you so I started giving you things, more often they were all snacks.

• tell about seeing you this happy and getting some kisses

• until one day you also gave him a gift, a handmade bracelet

y/n: I made it for you

colossus: thank you very much

Y/N: I knew you would like it.

• He never takes off his bracelet until he shows it off to Wade.

• loves every gift you give him, keeping them as a treasure

• loves having movie nights with you and feels so intimate as if it were a moment for the two of you.

• He likes it when you ask him to straighten your hair, he always ends up making a mess but you show it off with pride.

• you trust him so much that you started wearing his clothes

colossus: that one on my shirt

y/n: I have all my shirts in the laundry I hope you don't mind

colossus: don't take what you want* smiling to himself*

[icarusredwings]

Finding home Au things that are canon (because I said so, and it's MY au so I can do whatever I want. Send me headcanons, and I'll approve them)

Gambit just got back from the void so he's just now meeting everyone. He looks a little different from how they remember since their gambit really was never a full team mate and rather then just some guy that helped Logan a couple of times. This being said hes meeting Rouge as a 35 year old linguistics teacher for a bunch of brats, flirting with her in the halls, trying to impress her all the time, etc. He wanted to have a cool class like how to use a Bo staff or tutor energy weilding kids but instead got stuck with sex ed. Because of this, he now makes a ton of jokes to Rouge about it (she's across the hall) but actually is really excited to start his cooking elective class this coming fall when he's considered a real team member.

Ororos heals click in the hall like they did when you were a kid and you could tell the principal is coming. She's almost always with a tea or a coffee, walkie talkie and keys jingling. She's very sweet but kids shit their pants if sent to Mrs. Munroes office, meanwhile Mr. Summers office is a nothing, just a lecture and a slap on the wrist. Aint no one actually scared of lasik because they know thw worst theyll get is community work for a couple of weeks but they ligit cry the second theyre sent to munroe's (especially if they know theyre guilty of a big prank or something)

The school gives out free hygiene products and depending on what you need you can special request it.

If students get too angry they are sent to Piotr's art room for art therapy. He surprisingly is very artistic and chill.

Forges shop class is working on a car with no weight limit and that can handle their heavy hitters (Colossus and Wolverine) both in the same car (most bust) as well as a car made from plastic recycling. They're working on it. Its only blown up once!!

Gambit makes breakfast for the staff and some students of they beg enough. He keeps bringing Rouge the first cup of coffee from the pot and has made her pancakes shaped like hearts multiple times. Watching her stab them and smother them make him... giggle helplessly.

Gambit🤝Watching their love intrests viscously stab and rip apart their meals with a boner wishing it was them🤝Wade

He's very respectful towards her, though and sometimes is a bit (COUGH a lot COUGH) of a kiss ass.

Hank's students have blown up the lab at least 4 times by now. One of those times was Wades fault for touching stuff he wasn't supposed to.

Kurt is very glad that Wade has taken over his Duel weaponry/swordsman class, so now he has time to start working out a pitch for a world's religion class+ sunday school. He still runs a fencing club, though.

Peter (quicksilver) has tried so many different positions, including music teacher of all different instruments. Now he just kinda lounges around in the game room and speed cleans the mansion after each day in like 2 minutes flat. Imagine being paid a full salary just for 2 minutes of work? And you get to live somewhere for free and play games all day? Fuck yeah.

Positions I've been thinking about:

Beast (Dr. Henry "Hank" McCoy) is the Vice-Principal, so he does orientation. He has multiple science classes, including biophysics, and has electives in philosophy and poetry.

Colossus (Piotr Rasputin) is an art teacher and handles art therapy

Gambit (Remy LeBeau) runs a sex-ed class and is hoping to soon get approved to run a cooking class next semester.

Nightcrawler (Kurt Wagner) has a fencing elective as well as a religion class, sunday school, and sometimes helps Morph with drama/theater. (Ex duel weaponry instructor)

Rogue (Anna Marie) is a Linguistics teacher who drabbles in social science. “Diction and Linguistics, with Professor Rogue” She can teach just about any language, but russian/german/ french/ spanish and Japanese are her main ones. She's who you go to if you dont understand English and need help. Almost all foreign students have her.

Cyclops (Scott Summers) is the headmaster. He has classes in Geometry, has an elective for leadership and communications (PFFT) as well as being the schools mobility/disability specialist. He, of course, specializes more with children who have trouble with their eyesight.

Storm (Ororo Munroe) is the Headmistress. She has an Environmental Science and Political Science class as well as a multi cultural elective.

Shadowcat (Katherine "Kitty" Pryde) has a comp-sci class and runs an ethics class.

“Ethics 101: Forgetting Everything You Ever Learned From Emma Frost, with Professor Pryde.”

Wolverine (Logan Howlett) is a(n occasional hand to hand combat/ martial arts) PE instructor. (Ex History teacher)

Jubilee is the schools event organizer, event coordinator, event manager, and more broadly, event professional, the ‘hip’ school counselor. "Activities Director & Counselor"

Morph is the director of drama acting and disguises (duh)

Laura is a graduating student In training under the Wolverine (Gabby is a student and is too young to be an understudy)

Yukio graduating student In training Under Storm or Rouge (I can't decide)

Negasonic teenage warhead (Ellie) graduating student In training under Jean Grey.

Mr. Wade Wilson (Deadpool) Is in training under Colossus. Duel weaponry/ swordsman tactics class instructor (plus whatever Logan's doing, he's very nosey and WILL cause issues if bored)

Jean Grey is an english teacher, has a class on psychology, and drabbles in physics.

Ice man (Bobby) is the school financal advisor/accountant and runs a business elective class.

Forge is a Shop teacher.

Quicksilver (Peter maximoff) Janitor, housekeeping, music teacher, replaced original Logan as PE teacher for a while, target practice, teaches fast kids how to avoid running into walls, always in the game room, stock/ errand boy, gets bored super quickly, sports instructor, Read almost all the books in the library, likes swimming, mainly just lays around waiting for something fun to do, his father causes trouble sometimes which he thinks is entertaining but also hella embaressing.

I'm unfortunately left without a history teacher, so shoot me any ideas :)

[lanafofana]

Colossus

Day #7! I spent the majority of the weekend writhing in unimaginable pain so it doesn't count as late. Those are the rules I've just made up! Pairing: Halsin/Tav(f) Summary: He's just so...big Rating: Explicit. Minors DNI Warnings/Tags: Porn, Smut, Cunnilingus, Size kink, Hand job, blow job, foreskin play, inappropriate use of colossus elixir, shotgunning No beta we die like Yonas (RIP Yonas) And the AO3 link, with love Special note: Hysterically this is colossal compared to the others I've posted for HalsinTav week. Additional note: I'll eventually post the one i started writing for Day4 (?). I took the prompt "wildshape misuse" in a completely different direction and it's taking me longer to write because it's more angst than romance. Probably no romance at all but we'll see. Enjoy!

Halsin was a big guy. Like a really big guy. 

Until she met Halsin, Tav had not been aware that people even came in sizes that large. It did not help that he was as thickly muscled as he was tall. No part of him was too skinny or unproportionate which always sent her dirty mind tumbling straight into the gutter wondering just how proportionate he was where she couldn't see. 

All of this was just harmless thinking on her part, she knew how to mind her manners and keep her hands to herself after all. He was a great ally and becoming an even greater friend so, despite the turn of her lustful thought from time to time, she’d never overtly act in any way to make him uncomfortable.

That didn’t stop her from laying in her tent late at night, calloused fingers strumming her sex, brain full of how’d she’d whimper and shake trying to take his thick cock. What if he was too big? The thought drove her wild, picturing him tensed up beneath her while she used her hands, her tongue, to bring him to release. Pussy drenched, skin flushed, breathing thready; the thought of how he’d stretch her near to breaking always pushed her over the precipice of her climax, choking back her moans while she writhed with her desperation. 

All of this was fine, probably a healthy outlet all things considered, and a welcome distraction from the horrors of their day to day adventuring. She was completely content with keeping her own company and it seemed unlikely her fortune in that regard would change any time soon. 

So if his larger than average hands brushing hers when she handed him a plate of dinner set her stomach fluttering. Or when he towered over her just slightly too close and she felt dizzy with fantasies about that large frame fucking her to the feywild and back, well, nobody needed to know it but her and her hands late at night in her bedroll. 

Things might have continued in this fashion till the conclusion of their little adventure but for one critical incident. 

The fight with Ketheric had been awful in more ways than one but when the avatar of Myrkul threatened to completely devastate them Tav had pulled out all the stops. Her focus had narrowed down to each fighter, her desperation providing her with all manner of tricks up her sleeve to, if not turn the tide of the fight, at least tread water till Aylin could finish smiting him to death. Or undeath. 

When she had spun on her heel and thrown the elixir to Halsin she hadn’t really been thinking too much beyond the immediate threat and how to keep her companions alive. Hadn’t been thinking about what the “after” of their fight would leave her with. So when the fight was over and that line of thinking evaporated she was chagrined and thrilled to realize what she was left with was a druid of colossal size and embarrassingly damp panties. 

Halsin had been huge before but now the sight of him was enough to break her brain a little bit. 

His hand could completely engulf her head and the thought alone was enough to have her lashes fluttering, her breath whooshing out of her in a pained sigh. And when she imagined his enormous cock, well, it was best she didn’t think too hard about that till she was safely ensconced in her tent that was for certain. 

Her companions may have joked from time to time about climbing Mount Halsin but actually seeing him so…engorged, had even the wittiest among them speechless, tongues dry behind their teeth. He was very good natured about it of course, the man didn’t seem to let anything phase him. He excused himself after they decided to camp for the night, the tenor of his voice deeper than usual and each step as he left camp was like a gentle tremor that climbed up her legs and tapped insistently at her clit. 

When her companions scattered to their own bedrolls for some much needed rest and he still hadn’t returned, Tav's mind began to worry. It wasn’t like anything out in the wilderness would be a challenge for him to deal with in his current state but still the worry gnawed at her. Isolation could be just as dangerous to one’s mental wellbeing as an enemy was to the physical form after all.

With this thought in mind she shoved her lust to the side and went to find him. It didn’t take her long. Halsin was down by the water’s edge, sitting on the sand and gazing out at where Tav was surprised to see stars twinkling down from a nearly cloudless sky.  

When he turns to see her a kind smile breaks across his face and Tav’s worry dissipates in its warmth. 

“It’s late,” she says chidingly when she’s close. She climbs a large rock to put them on more even ground, sitting on the edge of the damp stone closest to him and letting her legs dangle over the water. 

Halsin hums in agreement. “I find myself overwhelmed,” he says softly. “Overwhelmed and grateful for this chance to see these lands begin to heal. For once I think my rest will not be found in my meditations but here, watching the fruits our labors unfold.” 

Gods, even the way he spoke had a sexy appeal that left her heart hammering in her chest. “Right,” she says skeptically, “I guess. You could just say you’re too excited to sleep. Or trance or whatever.” 

Halsin laughs and shrugs. “I suppose I could.” When she meets his eyes there’s something in them she doesn’t recognize immediately but it warms her clear down to her toes. “You have a gift for seeing to the heart of things. A trait you share with Karlach I feel. One could learn a lot from seeing the world as you do.” 

Tav feels herself blush though she’s not sure why. She coughs. “Ah, right, well. Thanks. Myself, I quite like to smoke a little flower to help me relax if I can’t sleep. Something I’m sure you’re acquainted with.” 

“Indeed,” he agrees. “The stresses of leadership can take their toll and as Archdruid I became well acquainted with medicinal herbs to soothe the mind when rest was beyond my reach.” He gives a thoughtful hum. “Pity I left my pipe behind.” 

“Oh I don’t know,” says Tav slyly pulling out a familiar pipe from the small pouch at her hip. 

Halsin laughs, a booming thing that vibrates low in Tav’s belly. “How did you–?”

She fans a hand out and wiggles her fingers with a grin. “Sticky fingers I’m afraid.” She digs in her pouch a little more until she pulls out a little snuff box the size of her thumb and a match. “I snagged it after talking with Lettie, I honestly didn’t have a whole lot of faith you were still alive.” 

With the skill of someone who is well acquainted with the action she packs and lights the pipe, sucking at the stem till she feels the familiar curl of smoke burn in her throat. She turns to offer it to him but realizes his predicament in the same breath he declines with a rueful smile.  

“Too small for these fingers,” he tells her. If he notices how her dark eyes seem to zero in on his hands for a beat too long he is gracious enough not to shame her for it. 

Tav, as is her nature, puts zero thought into the consequences before she offers the easiest solution that pops in her tadpole’d brain. “Come here then. Let me show you how it’s done in the Gate.” 

Halsin stares at her but she beckons him closer impatiently until he complies. 

“Come on, scaredy cat.” She sucks at the pipe for a long moment before she pulls his face close and puts her lips close to his, tapping at his bottom lip till he opens his mouth and she breathes the smoke between his lips. When he sucks it in her lips graze his, only lightly, like the brush of a feather. 

She lingers then, checking his expression and the moment seems to slow down and draw out as if they’re locked in a slowing spell. This close she gets her first real look at the peculiar shade of his eyes and what was once a harmless way to share a little smoke between friends turns into something heavier, charged. 

Leaning back she sucks at the pipe again, a shorter puff to give herself something to do before she opens her fat mouth and says something insane. Halsin breathes out the smoke slowly, turning his gaze from watching her to instead watch the curl of smoke twist and dissipate in the evening air. 

“Inventive,” he says, voice a tad rougher than he normally speaks. 

Humming in assent she smiles, enjoying the pleasant buzz that hums along her frayed nerves, soothing the disjointed clamor of her thoughts. “I wasn’t sure about you,” she confesses after a beat. He looks at her with interest. “The other druids in the grove were so…” she trails off, weighing her words. She settles on frankness. “Rude. Possessive of their time, their grove. Willing to follow Khaga rather than risk speaking up against each other. Even after you came back I tried talking to them but besides the few that were relieved most were more than glad to see the back of me and ballsy enough to say it to my face.” 

Halsin frowns but lets her continue. 

“I was worried you were going to turn out to be the same. Sure, you accepted the tieflings and all but, still, I wondered when your patience was going to snap. We’re not exactly the most cohesive group on our best days. You surprised me though. You take everything as it comes and never lose sight of what you want while sticking to your scruples. It’s admirable.” 

Maybe it’s the way the moonlight shines in his eyes or maybe it’s the flower working its magic, untangling her tongue but she pushes on, a light flush suffusing her cheeks. 

“You’ve become something of a hero to me. Someone I can aspire to be like, especially now. With the bloody cult and all. Gods and curses and monsters. You’re someone I can look at and be reminded that, even against these absurd, impossible odds, I don’t have to lose sight of myself. You look at me and it’s like you really see me. See the me that I want to see in myself. I, uh, I’ve never had that before.” She breaks off with a rueful chuckle. “Sorry, I just had to say it. It’s just…I’m really glad you’re here is all.” She rubs the back of her neck and looks away from his stare. 

A finger as large as her wrist brushes her chin and her gaze snaps back to his in surprise. 

“I feel the same.” He swallows and Tav tracks the movement before meeting his eyes again, feeling something like anticipation welling up within her. “About you. Before you came to the grove I had all but lost sight of who I was. Being Archdruid consumed me so entirely I had…cast off who I was. It didn’t seem to matter, not when so many things needed doing, people needed the skills and diplomacy of the First Druid, not me. It’s been a long time, longer than I like to think about, since I had a…friend. Someone I could just enjoy the company of without the distance of my station playing some role.”

“Sounds lonely.” 

“Yes. It was. You pay me a high compliment, calling me a pillar to look to but it is you, my friend, who has been my guiding light. You showed me that ‘Halsin’ still has value, beyond the title and everything else. It means a great deal to me, what you’ve given me. You mean a great deal to me.” 

Tav shrugs a shoulder, lopsided smile bashful in the face of such open praise. “Flattery will get you everywhere.” It’s a crude attempt at brushing off the heavy feeling that has settled over the moment but Halsin’s eyes crinkle at the corners, charmed. Producing another match she gestured with the now-cold pipe, “Another hit?” 

Halsin’s chest expands as he takes in a slow breath, as if conflicted and thinking too hard about it. Tav, who has perhaps never thought too hard about anything in her entire life, ‘tsk’s’ with a teasing smile and lights the pipe, sucking on the lip of the stem. Holding the smoke in she gives him a challenging look, smirking when he draws closer. 

Emboldened by the lingering intimacy from their conversation and her own burgeoning tangle of feelings and lust, Tav grasps his chin with both hands and plants her lips against the seam of his firmly, releasing the air and smoke from her lungs into his mouth when he sucks in a surprised gasp. She lingers there, eyes shut and consumed with the warmth of his lips against hers before reluctantly pulling away. 

His eyes are shut tight and she feels a twinge of guilt for the way he holds himself so still and tense. “Was that alright?” She asks quietly, wondering which would destroy her first, the rejection or the disappointment. 

But the druid surprises her. “Yes,” he utters, eyes opening at last. “I am only disappointed my current form is not well suited for returning the gesture.” 

Tav has a sudden vision of being suffocated by those lips. A warm wet tongue the size of her face gliding over her body and she shivers with want. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips and his eyes flick to her mouth to watch it closely. “I wouldn’t say that.” 

A muscle in Halsin’s jaw twitches as he clenches his teeth together, the pupils of his eyes swelling and she breathes out slowly, suddenly acutely aware of their proximity. 

“You’re not shy about what you want,” he breathes with a smile. “I like that.” 

Tav’s expression turns wry. “You say that now,” she mutters. 

Before Halsin can think of how to respond to a loaded statement like that she leaps off the boulder she’d been sitting on and approaches him. She doesn’t hide the way she stares at his body. The way her eyes trail along his massive legs while she steps between them. The way they linger on his hands, the expanse of his chest, and trail scorchingly up his neck to his face. 

“The pipe is nice but I know of even better ways to relax.” 

Halsin’s chuckle rumbles in the night air. “An intriguing if unwise notion.” 

Tav’s expression turns coy, her smile sly. “Is it so unwise to embrace the unexpected opportunities we’re afforded? I’m just ‘seizing the moment’.” The look he cuts her at parroting words he once spoke to her sizzles along her skin. 

“I had hoped to take the time to broach the subject of my affections for you before we–”

“Oh, we’re past broached, Halsin.” 

“I could crush you.”

“You won’t,” she says dismissively and then, “I’d very much like to touch you. If you’ll allow me.” 

His stomach clenches with equal parts anticipation and uneasiness. He nods. 

She trails a hand along his thigh. It’s so small but burns through the leather of his trousers and he shifts, releasing a sigh. It takes her less time than he’s expecting to reach the apex of his thighs and when she runs her palms down the straining seam of his pants where his cock lies trapped and swollen he breathes in sharply. 

She checks his expression and must see the reservation in them because she stops, removing her hands. “Do you want me to stop?” 

“I don’t think y–”

“Yes or no, druid. I won’t be offended.” She cants her head to the side in thought. “Disappointed maybe.” 

The muscle in his jaw jumps again and when he swallows the bob of his throat sends a thrill up her spine. She’s definitely playing with fire but she’s never been particularly good at denying herself when she has her mind set on something. And burying her face in the slit of cock is very much on the forefront of her brain. 

“No,” he says finally. 

Tav grins. “We can stop anytime you wish.” Tugging on the laces of his breeches she pulls the leather away and she comes face to eye with the largest dick she could have ever imagined. To call him proportionate would be doing him a disservice, he was clearly very well endowed, colossus elixir notwithstanding.  

Using her hands to ease him from his breeches completely she feels her cunt give a needy throb at the weight of it. Holding it with both hands the girth is wider than the fattest part of her thigh and she runs her hands from the base to the tip experimentally. His foreskin is impossibly soft and loose enough she adds more pressure to her grip and salivates as it glides down easily revealing the flushed head of his glans. 

He shifts, his breathing turning heavy when she lowers her face and licks at the slit. She probes and suckles, moving across the smooth skin eagerly while she caresses and strokes the shaft. When precum beads at the tip she licks it away and hums appreciatively at the salty taste. His musk is overwhelming, intoxicating. 

Sucking his loose foreskin into her mouth, twisting her tongue against it, running her hands over every exposed inch of him she smiles against his erection when he groans, gasping and needy. It resonates in the air and she flexes her thighs together to ease the wet need that beats between her legs. 

He allows her to indulge herself for only so long before, trembling with immense effort, he asks her to stop. Immediately removing herself she backs up a step but gives him a searching look.“Are you certain?” 

Running a hand down his face Halsin works at controlling his erratic breathing. “I am. My control is…not what it should be. In my current state, I cannot promise to be able to contain myself. I will not risk your safety, no matter how your touch ignites me.” 

Wiping a slick streak of precum from her chin and licking it from her finger she almost misses the way his eyes flash gold while he tracks the movement. “Another time then,” she says with an easy smile. “Whenever you’re ready.” She turns, as if to leave, but Halsin can smell her arousal. The scent of it makes his mouth water. 

“Wait. Do not suppose I am an inconsiderate lover. I would taste you tonight, beneath the light of the waning moon.” 

Tav cannot help the gasp this pulls from her, nor the throb of desire that starts at her cunt and spreads like branching roots through her body, lighting every nerve on fire. “I would like that.” Her voice thrums with want. “Very much.” 

“Then come here to me,” he beckons. 

She steps closer and nearly swoons as the palm of his hand scoops her up. He is gentle as he brings her close and with his other hand he gently thumbs open the clasp of her robe. Underneath she is bare and the cool night air prickles at her skin, pebbling the dusky mauve of her nipples into stiff peaks. 

“Perfect,” he murmurs and the intensity of his gaze sends the blood rushing to the surface of her skin in a hot wave. 

He holds her to his face, running his nose from the thatch of dark hair between her legs to her chest. When he slots his mouth over her bosom, the warm wet mass of his tongue flicking and curling against each breast she moans, letting her head fall back. She holds his face and presses further against his exploring touch with wanton abandon. 

When his tongue retreats she whines, her legs falling open desperately. He smiles through the blazing hunger and takes his time mouthing her soft flesh with careful attentiveness. Halsin’s tongue swipes down one leg to her feet and she feels her mind go brittle at the edges when he sucks the entire foot into his mouth. Engulfing her foot he continues to sup and the suction of it has her writhing and eager in his hand. Treating her other leg to the same treatment is too much and her hand dives between her legs to sooth the apex of her desire. 

Halsin’s eyes, black as the night sky behind him flash gold and for a second his teeth look sharper, his expression wild. He plucks her hands away and this time when she widens her legs her cunt is met with probing wet warmth of his tongue and she cries out, shrill and breathy. 

Possessing an infinite amount of patience he laps at the damp lips between her legs at a slow, rhythmic pace driving her feral. The heels of her feet find purchase on his forearm and at the next swipe of his tongue she thrusts her hips to meet it, groaning when it presses against her clit with an insane amount of pressure. 

Her breathing comes in gasps and pants, her eyes half lidded with need. “Please,” she babbles, nearly sobbing. “Please, H-Halsin, m-more, please!” 

Holding her against his mouth firmly he swirls his tongue between the lips of pussy and she keens, roughly palming her own breasts and arching her back. It’s too much, it’s not enough. Her orgasm flickers in and out of her reach. With the rough flat of his tongue he licks and gently suckles and her body shakes. 

“Gods!”

Pressing the tip of his tongue to her cunt he rolls the muscle there in a continuous undulation that has her gripping at her own hair, her back bowed. 

The taste of her arousal, the scent of her musk, the salt of her body pulls an appreciative groan from his throat. The vibration shivers across her clit and she reaches her climax with a lust drunk wail that cracks through the night air. 

Removing his mouth from her body she lies limp, flushed dark and muscles trembling.

“Fuck,” she whimpers, voice rasping. “That was,” she struggles to return her breathing to something approaching normal. “That was incredible.” The look she gives him is awed, sated. “You are incredible.” 

Halsin grins. She thought he might set her down but instead he brings her to his chest and she leans into the heat of his body gratefully. Exhaustion tugs at her but she’d rather bask in the bliss, snuggled into him. She nuzzles at his neck, reaching up a hand to run the flat of her palm against the edge of his tattoo that curls around his throat.     

“Sleep,” he murmurs, the sound of his voice as lulling as the steady beat of his heart against her ear.

“I don’t want to miss this,” she complains, turning her face into his bare skin and pressing a kiss there. 

He chuckles, warm and rich. “We have plenty of time. Rest.” 

So she does.

That's All Folks!

[fanaticsnail]

hi i’ve been binge reading your works lately and i love them!! i notice that you accept almost every request thrown at you; how do you do that?? it’s so rare that i see authors accepting requests now, and yet you have no hesitance doing them, even if you’ve never written that character before!! and how dy balance all these requests with other wips?

sorry if this is so random, but that level of dedication and writing is one i hope to reach soon!!

Hi Anon! Thank you for your ask, it's so kind! 🖤 I'm so happy you're enjoying my fics!

There's a few reasons I enjoy accepting nearly all requests in this fandom:

I love writing. I didn't know I would enjoy writing so much until I started fic writing around this time last year.

I love reading, and there are a few niches that I began writing for before I started with one piece in August. (I started writing in May of last year with an X-Men fic for Colossus, and then I wrote a series for the Underworld character Marcus Corvinus).

I enjoy making content for things that haven't been done, and that I would personally enjoy reading. One of the fics that I've done that's had the most engagement is a fairytale au that my irl sister requested me to write (Sapsorrow: Mihawk x Reader). I hadn't seen anything like this done, and I thought: "hey, I'd read the absolute heck outta that!"

Everyone deserves to have something nice to read. I take on requests for a multitude of characters because I feel like you deserve to read silly little stories for your favourites.

My personal WIPs and my WIPs from requests are generally mood based. I'll generally start writing something and catch feelings pretty quickly for something else mid-writing, start up another writing, finish that writing, and then go back to my prior WIP.

You all have amazing ideas. There's a few sitting in my ask box that I genuinely squeal over. It's like going to a library and reading synopsis' for a while heap of stories and really wanting to know how it turns out.

I love you guys. I started writing because it was fun, and the community here has been so welcoming and compassionate. Makes me want to keep going, improving and growing to get more confident in more creative aspects.

Not random at all! I love talking about it, and thank you for asking 🖤. What are you writing, Anon 👀👀👀? Whatever it is, I hope you stick to it! It's so much fun to do, and there's so much joy in this fandom. Love you 🖤

[from-a-legends-pov]

Star Wars Legends: Poll of the Week - Favorite Quotations (Round 2)

Characters in Star Wars Legends have made a variety of clever quips, insightful comments, and just plain silly utterances. We already had one poll exploring some favorite quotes, but which of this group of quotations from a Legends property is your favorite?

1. “It’s not the killing. It’s making the galaxy a little better” — Wedge Antilles to Cheriss (X-Wing: Starfighters of Adumar)

Wedge: "Here's the truth: I kill the enemy so someone, somewhere—probably someone I've never met and never will meet—will be happy."

Cheriss: "That doesn't make sense."

Wedge: "Yes, it does. I told you how I lost my parents. Nothing I ever do can make up for that loss. But if I put myself in the way of people just as bad as the ones who killed my family, if I burn them down, then someone else they would have hurt gets to stay happy. That's the only honorable thing about my profession. It's not the killing. It's making the galaxy a little better."

2. “The Nostril of Palpatine” — Han Solo, responding to Imperial Vana Dorja’s assertion that the Empire would have done a better job defeating the Yuuzhan Vong than the New Republic (The New Jedi Order: Destiny’s Way)

Han: “That's not what the Empire would have done, Commander. What the Empire would have done was build a super-colossal Yuuzhan Vong-killing battle machine. They would have called it the Nova Colossus or the Galaxy Destructor or the Nostril of Palpatine or something equally grandiose. They would have spent billions of credits, employed thousands of contractors and subcontractors and equipped it with the latest in death-dealing technology. And you know what would have happened? It wouldn't have worked. They'd forget to bolt down a metal plate over an access hatch leading to the main reactors or some other mistake and a hotshot enemy pilot would have dropped a bomb down there and blow the whole thing up. Now that's what the Empire would have done.”

3. “Chewbacca, can’t we do this without the involvement of enemy forces?” Squeaky the protocol droid to Chewbacca aboard the Millennium Falsehood, mid-battle (X-Wing: Solo Command)

4. “The gray fallacy” — Tycho Celchu to Myn Donos and Gavin Darklighter (X-Wing: Isard’s Revenge)

Tycho: "It's called the gray fallacy. One person says white, another says black, and outside observers assume gray is the truth. The assumption of gray is sloppy, lazy thinking. The fact that one person is diametrically opposed to the truth does not then skew reality so the truth is no longer the truth."

5. “If something goes wrong, this is an exceptionally embarrassing way to die” — Mara Jade to Luke Skywalker, as Luke prepares to go into a devourer tank filled with microscopic creatures that eat all organic matter (The New Jedi Order: Enemy Lines II: Rebel Stand)

Mara: "Luke, I don't want to discourage your curiosity, but I have to remind you, if something goes wrong, this is an exceptionally embarrassing way to die."

Luke: "I'll trust you to improve the story. Luke Skywalker goes out in a blaze of glory in battle with a red devourer."

6. “If one guy calls you a Hutt….” — Corran Horn (I, Jedi)

Corran: “If one guy calls you a Hutt, ignore him. If a second guy calls you a Hutt, begin to wonder. If a third guy calls you a Hutt, buy a drool bucket and start stockpiling spice."

7. “Don’t cut your own head off with your lightsaber” — Ben Skywalker to his father Luke, when asked the first things he’d learned in Jedi training (Fate of the Jedi: Outcast)

Luke: "What's one of the first things you learned in training to be a Jedi?"

Ben: "Don't cut your own head off with your lightsaber."

Luke: "After that."

Ben: "Your eyes can deceive you. Be mindful of your feelings. Girls are fun but dangerous. Lando has extra cards up his sleeve."

Luke: "Well, the truth is in there somewhere…"

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Who is Alastor leashed to?

Coke and Jack always slaps! (Sip, sp)

With time to digest Hazbin Hotel's first season, as well as explore other theories that people have, I find that a theory I have is one of the rarest ones. That in no way means it is superior (I'll probably end up being wrong tbh) but I wanted your takes and to read what you guys have to say. Of course, this theory is in regards to who I believe Alastor is leashed to. Granted, my theory is not completely formulated. There are still questions I am asking myself and I am still pulling the whole thing together but I want to share the base of what I have because maybe collaborations and conversations can help me answer these questions.

*Sip, sip*

To start, I think everything is connected to each other. Alastor's leash, his disappearance for 7 years, Lilith, his being at the hotel, and the source of his power.

Now, as much as I posted jokes about Lilith and Alastor on here, let me be clear that I do NOT believe that Lilith owns Alastor's soul. I think it is way too obvious and has been written as a red herring. However, that does not mean I do not think Lilith is in no way involved in the Alastor equation. I think she is but not as the one that Alastor is leashed to. How exactly she fits into this, that I am still trying to figure out.

*Sip, sip*

Who, then, do I think owns Alastor? No, I don't think it's Eve either (though I do not in any way completely dismiss that theory. That was actually the first one I contemplated because she has been MIA). I don't think it's Roo (but the same thing with the Eve theory, I am happy to entertain it because I think it is plausible). I am just on the brink of being 100% convinced it is most certainly not Lilith, not Lucifer, and no, not Niffty either.

*Sip, sip*

Mostly, I think Alastor is leashed to von Eldritch and it actually surprises me that I have not seen more people think so.

*Sip, sip*

Von Eldritch has been one of those looming background figures that is there just enough to make his existence canon but not enough for fans who have not been following Hazbin's creation since the beginning to know who they are. And that is in no way me attempting to gatekeep Hazbin Hotel. I love when fandoms grow and I think it is absolutely incredible that this fantastic show is expanding to a wider audience and more people get to share in this remarkable adventure. Fredrick von Eldritch and Berthseda von Eldritch, along with their children, are shadows on the wall. They are seen in portraits on the hotel's walls and Fredrick is seen in a picture with an arguably much younger-looking Lucifer in Lucifer's room. They have not made an official debut, but they are there. Now let me break down why I think Alastor is leashed to von Eldritch (and I'm leaning towards him being leashed to Fredrick but I'm not dismissing any of the other von Eldritchs).

*Sip, sip*

Eldritch Lore is already canon in the Hellaverse

Not only is Eldritch lore (H.P. Lovecraft's grand mythos) wiggling its way onto the screen in Hazbin but it is most prominently present in Helluva Boss.

In the Helluva Boss episode "Seeing Stars," the entire prologue is Stolas explaining Eldritch lore. Azathoth is a god in the Eldritch Mythos known as one of the "Great Old Ones."

In the prologue of the same episode, Stolas says: "In the great expanse of the nether, there exist boundless amounts of magnificent phenomena. ... But once every one thousand years, our corner of reality is treated to an incredible sight. From the deep eldritch recesses of the cosmos, the tears of a forgotten colossus begin to fall. Tears made of the hopes and dreams of every living thing that never came to be condensed and sent shooting across the night sky in a dazzling final display. What appears to mortal beings as a meteor shower, we can see for what it is---Azathoth's Tears." This prologue nearly solidifies the existence of another reality, one not ruled by the angels of the Hellaverse's Heaven, beyond the reaches of Lucifer and Sera and the others. In this other reality, the Eldritch begins may be the ones running the show and sometimes, as Stolas implies, the two realities cross paths, almost like incursions if you will. I'll dwell more on this in a bit.

In "Spring Broken," one of the shops is also named "Dagon Juice," with Dagon being another figure from the Eldritch Mythos.

2. Alastor's Powers

It has been confirmed by Viv and other creators on the show that Alastor possesses not just voodoo powers but also "Eldritch Powers." The green motif that surrounds Alastor's powers can be found in Eldritch lore, as are the black tentacles that Alastor frequently calls on.

3. The von Eldritch Family

They are a complicated group because of the information that we have on them but even more so because of the information that we don't. From what we can see in the portraits both in the pilot and in the episode "Dad Beat Dad," the Morningstar Family and von Eldritch Family are rather close.

*Sip, sip*

Let's acknowledge now that their name is literally von Eldritch.

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With that out of the way, let's look first at the picture of Lucifer and Fredrick in "Dad Beat Dad." Lucifer is not wearing the same outfit he wears in the series and other official artworks. He looks relatively younger and is casually smiling with his arm around Fredrick while pointing to him in a goofy manner. Just two friends hanging out. Strangely, Lucifer seems to be wearing an outfit similar to Charlie's tux in the image (but that's a theory for another day).

In the Pilot, images of the von Eldritch and Morningstar Families are found in the background. One portrait depicts both families together (with Lilith looking a little less than thrilled to be there) and one shows Seviathan with Charlie at their high school prom (for those that don't know, Seviathan von Eldritch, Fredrick's son, used to date Charlie and they were in a series relationship before eventually splitting up). There are no other pictures of the Morningstar family being close with any of the other families. We do see Lucifer in the background during the end of the extermination with Zestial, Carmilla, and Zeezi, but that's all, and this shows that the royal family does sometimes engage with the overlords.

Furthermore, Fredrick has been said to be an Overlord of Hell, and the von Eldritch Family are, as of now, regarded as Hellborne with the only other notable Hellbrone entity mentioned that is not of lower station (Ars Goetia, imp, hellhound) is Charlie.

*Sip, sip*

So, if you are not Ars Goetia but Hellborne and so high up in society that you are friendly with the Morningstar Family, it raises questions. This is what I think. I think Seviathan and his sister are Hellborne, while Fredrick and Berthseda are not. I think they came from this Eldritch space, before or after Lucifer's fall, and either ended up getting stuck there because their window to return closed, were cast out (much like Lucifer was and that is how they became friends), or decided to remain in the Hellaverse reality.

Fredrick is known as an Overlord because an Overlord requires you to own souls and is the highest you can get unless you are Ars Goetia. So I think Fredrick is an Overlord by de facto much like Alastor is (Alastor does not want power as stated by Fautisse and was never even looking for the title of Overlord but has it by default. Also interesting how Alastor is an Overlord with no apparent territory like the Vees and Rosie have, which makes me believe that this position on Alastor's lack of desire for power and being an Overlord still stands, and I'll expand more on that as well ... in another post, this theory is long, I know).

*Sip, sip*

This is where my uncertainty that I'm still trying to figure out starts.

I think it's possible von Eldritch is not on the side of Lucifer. It could be that he is simply trying to return home or desires to take over not just Hell but Heaven as well.

If Alastor is leashed to von Eldritch, I could see von Eldritch sending him to the hotel as an informant of sorts which ties back to Lilith. I think Lilith could know about von Eldritch's hold on Alastor and also knows about Charlie's plans for the hotel. So I think it is very possible that Alastor double dipped: he sold his soul to von Eldritch (why, again, another theory, can't make this post too long lol) and then made a deal with Lilith: I'll do what I can to help Charlie and in exchange, you try to get me out of my deal with von Eldritch (notice how in the Pilot, Alastor was particularly interested in Lilith when admiring that family portrait which is why I think she is still part of this equation). Lilith, based on her expression in that two families photo as seen in the Pilot as well, does not seem to like von Eldritch like Lucifer does (of course this could be because she disliked the relationship between their son and Charlie, but we can't place the portrait on the timeline).

*Sip, sip*

So, I'll leave it at that for now. I'm picking up little details as I go, trying to catch things. I think the owner of Alastor's contract is von Eldritch, I think Lilith is involved with Alastor's being at the hotel, and I think this can also play into why Alastor seethingly hates Lucifer from moment one (along with another reason I'm happy to divulge in ... in another post lol).

*Sip, sip*

But please, tell me your thoughts, and feel free to ask questions. Let me know if you want to hear my take on the whole Alastor/Lucifer rivalry, what Alastor is after if not power, why he made a deal with von Eldritch (which I think he made when he was still alive and not just before his 7-year absence) or anything else, really. I love talking about theories.

*Sip, sip*

Also, don't you think it is a bit funny how the number 7 is associated with Heaven like the number 6 is associated with Hell, and Lilith ends up apparently being in Heaven for 7 years?

But I digress.

Cheers.

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[roughentumble]

ok, logan joins the brotherhood AU. xmen2000 happens very similar, but logan and rogue are on magneto's side, and logan knows a lot more about his past without actually remembering any of it. the timeline is stretched out instead of condensed into a few days, because it gives everyone more time to bond and more time for Things to Happen. we're putting deadpool in there in his slightly more morally loose much more merc-y self as hired muscle, because i like him. charles invades logan's mind during a conflict to try and pursuade him to the "good side" as xavier sees it, uncovers old memories that logan had heard about but not remembered firsthand, he decides he hates that shit and never wants someone in his head again so magneto agrees to surgically implant the same metal/circuitry that's in his helmet directly on logan's skull. no psychic is ever gettin in fort knox again, logan's brain is his own. through their newfound bond, logan starts deradicalizing magneto against specifically human hatred-- not the need to fight back against injustice or the genuine war against mutants that's on the way, but the idea of mutants being evolutionarily superior. he's actually making headway, good for him. the plan to have rogue sacrifice herself is instead a plan for her to absorb magneto's AND WOLVERINE'S powers+lifeforce, so she will survive. the x-men still stop their plan, but not before half the summit gets mutated, because wade is there to fight them off. the majority of the brotherhood gets away, but magneto is arrested, and they dont know where he's held. during all these events, the brotherhood including marie, logan, and wade have become like a little polycule/family, so this is a massive hit to morale, but mystique still decides to work things from the inside disgused as a now-reformed mutant hating senator.

X2 happens. logan's been trying to keep the brotherhood together with erik gone and mystique busy playing someone else, but it's a pretty small group. instead of logan left at the manor, colossus is given the honor, and he gets as many kids out as he can when the mansion is invaded, while bobby and pyro escape by hotwiring a car and calling the x-men to let them know what's going on. obviously the magneto escape plan goes off as does in canon, with logan's feathers ruffled that he couldnt be a part of it on account of metal skeleton. in the scene where the two disparate groups meet, it's the x-men(ororo, jean, nightcrawler, bobby, pyro) meeting the fully reformed brotherhood(magneto, mystique, wolverine, rogue, deadpool). bit of sparks between jean and logan, but jean Fully does not like or trust the brotherhood and logan literally doesnt even know she's married so the "women marry good guys" "i could be a good guy" scene plays out much harsher, but also he's not cut /quite/ as deep because he doesnt know this woman. it just reaffirms to him his commitment to the brotherhood and their ideals and their family, because he doesnt feel rejected there, and his ideals arent under attack. he was always gonna feel that way tho so its not revolutionary. logan still splits off from the group when he sees stryker, because even though he thought he closed that chapter of his life he still does have questions about his past and he feels compelled. this means he's not around to talk magneto out of his plan to target humans instead of mutants, which is a major schism in the brotherhood when he finds out about it later. they do pass each other in the hall, though, as magneto and mystique make their way towards the helicopter and logan makes his way back inside. magneto says theyre leaving, and logan says he has to go back. "i'll leave with rogue and deadpool in the jet, you two get out of here." he says. magneto asks if he's sure, and logan says "most of the mutants in here are kids. i cant just leave them." and magneto watches him carefully for a moment, then claps him on the shoulder. tells him good luck, my friend. they nod. magneto and mystique leave in the jet, while logan rushes inside. the end plays out pretty similar, with logan not as devestated because he didn't have that relationship with jean, but it's still rough to see such blatant self-sacrifice from someone he did ostensibly respect despite being on different sides.

obviously when the x-men appear as a group to the president, logan and marie aren't there, but that active role in trying to influence politics for the better ends up being the unknowing laying of foundations for the eventual merging of the brotherhood and xavier's institute, its the first stone layed that the other side needed to see

[akariarda]

Will you ever stop breaking my heart ,all over and over again...

EPISODE 8

Ep7 Emperor Garmadon came up with a plan to defeat Lyoda. The spirit, who is Sensei Garmadon, explains everything to Misako. They hope to disrupt emperor Garmadon's plan.

"Really?" Garmadon sweetly smiled.

"Start preparing. I want this madness to end as soon as possible."

"Do you want to know everything, my emperor?" Harumi asked.

"Of course," Garmadon muttered. "I'm listening."

"We captured the she-robot, and installed devices on her."

"Very good." Garmadon smiled.

Harumi waited for a sign.

"Go on." "With her technology, we managed to briefly make contact with the resistance."

"And?" Garmadon was tense. "How will I find Lloyd?"

"You won't," Harumi said.

"What!?" Garmadon was angry and confused.

"He will find you. He and she, Skylor, right? Anyway, the master of amber, they are coming to steal your power and try to control the Colossus."

"Then prepare." Garmadon sweetly smiled.

"Pretend you know nothing and let them come to me. I will finish them off."

~~~~~~~

"Garmadon, is that really you?"

"Not yet," Sensei Garmadon shook his head. "You have to help me regain control of myself."

"But it's you!" Misako joyfully exclaimed and hugged him.

He hugged her back and they stood like that for a while.

"I thought your good side was gone forever..." Misako stretched as Sensei Garmadon suddenly moved away from her.

"What?" He asked.

"I thought your good side no longer existed," Misako said as she still held his shoulders.

"I have a lot to tell you, and little time." Sensei Garmadon said, holding her hands.

"Go on." Misako said nervously.

"When Harumi brought back my evil side," Sensei Garmadon started.

"With it also came my good side. But it was no longer a part of me. I wandered around for a long time, faceless and trying to act on my own. It was difficult for me."

Sensei Garmadon choked with emotion.

"I watched everything, my dear Misako. I watched as I repeatedly hurt Lloyd, you, Wu..."

As he spoke, he lightly ran his hand over a bruise on her forearm, which had appeared in one of the many times he had thrown her to the ground in recent days.

"I'm sorry." He said and hung his head.

"It's okay." Misako gently said and lifted his head.

"You said it yourself, you couldn't control it. I know it wasn't you. You would never hurt any of us."

Misako said as she gently ran her hand over his face.

"Anyway," Sensei Garmadon sighed deeply and continued his story.

"But somehow I managed to take control of myself. You helped me a lot with that. But as much as I tried, my evil side was stronger.

I did everything I could to separate myself even for a short time."

Sensei Garmadon told her.

"You left your pure evil side alone?" Misako asked fearfully.

"Wait." Garmadon said and closed his eyes.

"No." He said with fear when he opened his eyes.

Misako could clearly see the terror on his face.

"Lloyd is coming," Sensei Garmadon said. "He and Skylor, to take control of the Colossus.

Harumi captured Pixal and with her help somehow found them. She'll let them in and then capture them."

"What do we do now?" Misako asked, astonished.

"I don't know." Garmadon firmly stated. "And to answer your previous question, yes, I left my evil side alone."

"Bad." Misako muttered.

She didn't know who she was more worried about dying for.

"What now?" She asked.

"I had a plan." Garmadon muttered angrily.

"What plan?" Misako asked.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Garmadon said bitterly.

"We have to get out of here." Misako came and put her hand on his shoulder.

"It's too dangerous, I'm afraid I'll hurt you." Garmadon gently ran his hand through her face.

"We have no choice." Misako insisted. "I have a plan, we're the only ones inside right now. We're one step ahead, Harumi and your evil self. Trust me."

"How could I not trust you." Sensei Garmadon smiled and grabbed her hand.

"I know how we're going to get out of here."

EPISODE 9.

[practically-an-x-man]

For your ask, I'm gonna paraphrase coz in on my phone, and I'll go straight to the "Oh, hell!" Character here. :D

What does Deadpool think of your marvel (and maybe DC for the lols if you want) ocs, and what do they think of him?

Oooooh fun!! Thank you!!

Fandom OC Ask Meme

Rae: There would be this whole running bit about Rae jumping into a fight, Wade thinking she's going to get herself killed and trying to save her (not in a sexist way, just because she's super reckless when it comes to fights and doesn't seem to think things through - and while Wade does the same, Rae doesn't have the same kind of healing factor), only to show up and get his own ass beat while Rae's shields actually keep her in reasonably good shape. It would be like a "false mentor" sort of dynamic, really played up, where Wade keeps calling himself "Mr. Miyagi" or referring to her as his "Padawan" and stuff like that while Rae's just like "Dude. I'm an X-Man. I've done this before. I don't need your help.".

And bonus: while I'd want there to be a Warren cameo (since there's always a "guy with the pigeon wings" reference in the movies lmao), I think it would be funnier if he just never shows up. Like, if the movie keeps intentionally finding excuses for him not to be there. He's caught in traffic ("he has wings, can't he just fly?"). He's babysitting Rae's nephew. He's in line at the DMV. Right at the end, Rae and Wade are in a hotel room or something, watching Golden Girls reruns after all the wild antics the movie's put them through, and we hear the shower running with the assumption that it's Warren... and instead it's Wolverine or Colossus or Dopinder or some other random character.

On the one hand it would piss me off to have such an opportunity for my favorite character to have more screentime and just never show him, but objectively I think it would be fucking hilarious because he's been referenced so many times in the other movies but has never shown up.

Robin: This would be an interesting one. Lots of references to Black Tom Cassidy (her cousin, was the butt of a lot of jokes in DP2) and that would probably annoy her after a while. But on a nicer note, it's already canon that he knows ASL and would flip up his mask so she can read his lips (he does the same for Hawkeye in the comics), so... accessibility! Yay!

Madison: Lots of mermaid jokes that Madison finds absolutely infuriating. She throws more than one knife at him. They wouldn't get along - not like they're enemies, just... mutual annoyances for the sake of comedy. Every scene they share involves some form of reluctant team-up, lots of taunting, etc.. Post-credits scene shows Madison knocking on Wade's door seemingly out of the blue, only to reveal that she's actually there for a girl's night with Vanessa - their friendship being the only reason she kept teaming up with Wade.

Ophelia: Copious amounts of fourth-wall-breaking Spiderverse references for her being a female Doc Ock, but aside from that she's pretty good at going toe-to-toe with him with that witty banter and I think that knocks him off-guard a little. She can't quite break the fourth wall, but all that jumping through the multiverse has allowed her to gently tap it (*turns to camera* The Proposal...) at times. There are still some things that go over her head, but they've got a bit of a rapport going

Gia: Even if they somehow managed to cross paths, she'd be almost a nothing character to him. Not in a mean way, he's not intentionally disregarding her or anything, but with her being so meek and anxious and barely willing to leave her shop, they probably wouldn't share many scenes. All I'm imagining is like... the rest of his team in the throes of some grand bloody battle, and here's Wade popping into this random flower shop and casually asking to buy a bouquet for Vanessa. He's being a chatterbox while Gia prepares the bouquet, throws her a lot of opportunities for jokes she doesn't understand, mumbles something "tough crowd" adjacent, pays, and leaves. She'd basically be the "straight man" cameo in an otherwise-chaotic scene.

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50 Random Character Asks: Asami Sato

You're lucky I love her.

1. Canon I outright reject

That she and Korra are soulmates. I think that was in a comic? Anyway no, after a few months of trying out a relationship in their early 20s they realize they want different things and break up more or less amicably.

2. A canon or headcanon hill I will die on

Asami is actually bad at stuff! She's not perfect at everything all the time!

3. Obscure headcanon

As fearless and caring as she is Asami is also a bit squeamish and is not great with sick people because she's a sympathy vomiter.

4. Favorite line

"Why would there be fence posts but no fence?" Girl for a genius you were so close.

5. Best personality trait

Selfless without being a doormat.

6. Worst personality trait

Gets angry when she's hurt instead of admitting how she really feels.

7. Age/height/weight headcanon

She's 18-22 in canon, 5'9", 140lbs or thereabouts mostly because she's tall and all muscle.

8. Unpopular opinion about them

She's interesting and loveable all by herself without being Korra's girlfriend. She went four seasons without dating Korra but most of the fandom is only interested in her as part of a pairing that wasn't even in the original material. If you ever look up "facts about Asami" more than half of it is about her dating Korra. It's infuriating. She's a person on her own! I hate that the franchise and the fandom have reduced her to the "and girlfriend" tag along of the main character when she has so much to give just as herself.

9. Scene that first made me love (or hate) the character

Her standing up to her dad in The Aftermath. As someone who also idolized a dad who turned out to be a misguided asshole I can tell you that shit is hard. She should get a medal and a hug.

10. Best moment on screen (or in the book)

I love everything about this.

11. Faceclaim for the role

Arden Cho

12. Crack headcanon

Asami is a slob. She might look put together but her house is a mess and she's always losing stuff amid the jumble of things in her handbag. She grew up with a cleaning service and it shows.

13. Dumbest thing they’ve ever done

Trying to get with Mako again in Book 2. No. What were you thinking? You're so awesome, go find somebody, anybody who isn't the guy who ghost-dumped you for his "friend" six months ago! (eh HEM I even have a suggestion)

14. Most heroic moment

I was going to say standing up to her father in B1 or flying a biplane in combat conditions in B2 or kicking people in the face on top of a moving train or flying a basically untested piece of mecha onto a robot colossus, but I actually think it's this:

It's really hard to forgive someone.

15. Worst thing they’ve ever done

Nothing, Asami has never done anything wrong in her life and I'll fight anyone who says otherwise.

kissing Mako in B2

16. Deepest darkest secret they won’t even admit to themselves

Asami is scared that she won't know how to be a mother when the time comes because she didn't really have one. Her dad mostly had staff to do the childcare parts of being a father but she doesn't want that for her family. Asami does want kids, she's pretty sure, but she never quite knows what to do with them and has no idea how she'll balance that with her own interests and ambitions. She's not interested in a stay at home role and finds herself attracted to people who are also as ambitious and dedicated to their interests as she is. She looks at people like Pema or even Korra who seem like such natural moms and then at people like Lin who are all about their career and doesn't see herself in any of them. Asami is desperate for a role model of a strong career woman with a loving family who can tell her how to have it all. Izumi

17. Quotes, songs, poems, etc. that I associate with them.

18. What they’d go to see a therapist about

Having her mother murdered at home. Having her father and idol try to kill her before being sent to prison for treason for funding and then leading an effort to overthrow the government right under her nose, then being murdered after she decides to try to forgive him and have a relationship again. Always coming in second place after the thing the person she loves loves more than her, and always being relied upon to put her own needs aside for the greater good. Being treated as a hot chick by everyone who meets her but rarely engaged intellectually. Asami Sato, half ATM, half meat slab.

I think Asami needs a lot of therapy tbh.

19. Vices/bad habits

She drinks too much when she's sad.

20. Scars

One on her collarbone from when she broke it riding her motorbike at 16.

21. Drink of choice (not just alcoholic)

I think she'd be into flavored fizzy waters.

22. Best physical feature

Um, all of her? Have you seen this girl? But if you ask her she'd say her hair.

23. If they were a scented candle, what would they smell like?

Lavender and engine oil.

24. Most annoying habit

She chews on the ends of pens whether they're her pens or not.

25. 3 things they’d want to take with them if they were dropped off in the middle of nowhere

Utility knife, a bunch of snacks, duct tape. She'd be fine.

26. What they would do if stuck in an elevator with [insert character of your choice from the same fandom]

It doesn't matter who she's stuck with because she fixes the elevator.

27. Their guilty pleasure

Sneaking chocolate into the spa so she can eat it while soaking in the hot pool.

28. How they feel about [insert character of your choice from the same fandom]

Can't answer this without a victim but Asami generally likes anyone unless they've crossed her, in which case watch the fuck out.

29. Eating habits

Asami cannot cook to save her life but generally tries to keep it healthy, which means a combination of salads, instant soup, and takeout. These are all things she can make. She finds it weird to keep a cook just for herself. Once she's married she happily lets her partner or hired help do the cooking.

30. Sleeping habits

Night owl, heavy sleeper, stomach sleeper under a big pile of blankets. Her partner sometimes checks to make sure she's still breathing.

31. If the had a tumblr what would it look like?

Just pictures of hot cars and the occasional Taylor Swift quote. I think she's more of a gamer geek than a fandom geek.

32. Something guaranteed to make them smile/laugh

Asami's feet are quite ticklish. Tickle her feet and she'll laugh whether she wants to or not.

33. Something guaranteed to make them cry

Being dumped.

34. How they react when they are feeling X emotion (sad, angry, excited, scared, etc.—can specify as many as you like)

For a very social person Asami saves her strongest emotions for more private moments. She gets a big smile and will do group hugs when she's excited but in canon we almost always see her turning away or leaving the room when she's upset or scared rather than seeking comfort. The only exception I think is in book 1 where she opens up to Mako about her mom. So I think if she was in a loving relationship she might get a cuddle if she's sad.

35. Their idea of a perfect day

At the beach with a group of close friends, alternating between swimming, games, and sitting under an umbrella with her sketch pad and a pretty little fruity drink. At some point there are massages. She magically doesn't get sunburned. She ends the day tired and happy and feeling loved and relaxed.

36. Their favorite season

Summer. It's the best season for racing and cute outfits.

37. What they really think about themselves

Asami knows that she's pretty and smart and successful. There's no false modesty there. But sometimes she wonders if that will ever be enough for someone or if there's something wrong with her because she keeps being left behind all the same. It takes a lot of steady unflinching love to get her over that final insecurity.

38. Favorite holiday

All of them! Asami loves holidays and celebrations of all kinds. Especially the ones that come with cookies.

39. Favorite game

Assuming auto racing is not a game, kuai ball. She would have said pai sho but she beats most opponents so fast that the only people she really enjoys playing with are Commander Bumi and General Iroh. She and Bumi have a standing game the first Sunday of the month right up until his death.

40. Favorite book

Asami doesn't have a single favorite book and rarely re-reads, but she's very partial to the kind of edge-of-your-seat gory sci-fi thriller that usually involves a lot of people being eaten. I also peg her as a horror movie fan; the more ridiculous and bloody the better.

41. If they could have lunch with anyone in the world (living or dead, from any fictional universe or the real world), who would it be?

The easy answer is her mom. Barring that, everyone tells her she would have loved Sokka so I think she'd be curious to meet him.

42. 3 comfort items

Warm food, warm blankets, and the smell of her workshop.

43. 3 favorite foods and 3 they despise

Love: sesame sticks, pork and chive dumplings, pistachio ice cream. Despise: Gommu's street gruel, tomato carrots, anything served with the head still on it.

44. Their happiest memory

Asami still vividly remembers her first pro-bending championship game. Her team won and she screamed herself hoarse before going to get victory ice cream with her friends.

45. Their favorite celebrity

Korra

46. The person they most admire

I think she'd really admire female world leaders like Suyin or Firelord Izumi. Maybe even Kuvira up until she decided not to step down.

47. Their dream job

Stock car racer or pro-bender.

48. Scariest moment of their life

Being ejected from the hummingbird suit.

49. Favorite toy as a child

She had a doll named Yina who she took everywhere. Yina wasn't her baby but rather her pretend sister.

50. A memory they’ve blocked out

Asami was home when her mother was killed. She called the police using the number her parents had shown her but she doesn't remember it.

50 Character Asks

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World of Heroes R - X-Force

Ohaiyo, Dudes, Dudettes, and Genders that don't identify with Dude! The name's Deadpool, and this is X-Force. We're a group of highly trained mercenaries dedicated to getting the job done by any means necessary. Don't be surprised if the situation gets crazy, because that's where we get shit done!

MEMBERS

Deadpool - The team leader and the Merc with the Mouth! I used to be just another troublemaker on the street until I got my cancer diagnosis, and my dear old brother Slade (or are we calling him Deathstroke here) chipped in to give me an experimental treatment. The treatment didn't just make it so I could survive the cancer or whatever else life threw my way (mostly knives and guns) but it opened my mind to the secrets of the universe. And I'll admit, I got a little... nutty as a result. But hey, these guys trust me enough!

Domino - One of the first to join X-Force, a girl with a bit of vitilago going on that is extremely lucky. While I personally don't believe in luck as a superpower or even a concept, she does have a habit of surviving the odds with barely a scratch, and things do tend to work out her way. So maybe... yeah, no, Luck's a myth made by society to cope with the fact that sometimes you screw up.

Wolverine - Okay, I can explain. This guy ISN'T the same Wolverine that works with the X-Men, but rather a transdimensional duplicate brought here from a universe where the missions of the X-Men didn't have quite the positive impact they did here. He's been through some shit as a result, but the fact that he's here means he has a chance to remake a name for himself. Of course there is the complication that there are now two Wolverines running around, but hey. At least this one doesn't have to worry about taxes.

Shatterstar - Another of the first to join X-Force, Shatterstar claims to have come from an alien world and was one of its greatest warriors. Personally, I think this guy heard about the Kryptonians or Tamaraneans and decided to ape their choices to stand out. No judgement, just... what kind of a name is "Mojoworld"?

Colossus - Technically an X-Man I had regular encounters with, Colossus and I have become friends through the classic method of "we fight each other enough that we just kinda stumbled into a casual relationship." Sure, you look at the guy, you see a big hulking mass of metal in the shape of a man, and think "Oh, this guy must be brutal." And he is, but he often tries to excuse his own shortcomings by going on about what makes people heroes.

Negasonic Teenage Warhead - The one X-Man I can say is cooler than Wolverine on name brand alone. Sure, it's attached to a college student who never quite grew out of her emo punk-rock phase, but her energy manipulation powers make it fit like nobody's business. Y'gotta respect a girl who fits her brand no matter how little she respects you back.

Yukio - Negasonic's girlfriend, electrokinetic extraordinaire, and all-around sweetheart. I think she's probably the most chill person I have ever met, always facing everything, even my bullshit, with a smile on her face and a pep in her step. She's the kind of girl I know I'll always appreciate on my side, even if she dresses like a substitute soul reaper on the mission. Wolverine's a little more cautious of her for some reason, but I don't wanna pry.

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Assuming Godzilla didn’t do so in Argus, when did he first use his Atomic breath?

Honestly, I'm still kinda debating on whether or not he used his atomic breath on the Leviathan. I don't have any plans for future kaiju-sized Grimm, so it would make sense for him to use his atomic breath against it. But I also don't want to cheapen it as a "Oh, he can just finish the fight from the start" or something. I don't know. Maybe I'm overthinking this...

Okay, how about this? I'll describe what Godzilla probably did during the fight, and if it doesn't sound good, then it'll just be a first draft and we'll work from there.

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Okay, so Godzilla V. Leviathan takes place after the Colossus is out of commission, with Caroline Cordovin laying there defeated, expecting a death blow. Instead, the Leviathan crawls from the sea where Godzilla entered Argus from, since he took out the hard-light wall protecting the city. It'll grab hold of his tail and try to drag him into the water. Angered by this, Godzilla tugs his tail to shore, in a sort of tug-of-war with the Grimm.

With one final yank, the Leviathan lands ashore in the residential district. Rolling off the ground and crushing a few houses doing so, the Grimm stands and lets out a roar to intimidate Godzilla. Not threatened in the slightest, Godzilla gives a roar back and charges at the Leviathan. They crash together, booming like an explosion. There, it's an exchange of claws.

As the Schnee Dust Company and Atlas Military coordinate to evacuate the civilians to safety, Jacques Schnee stares out at the carnage he brought forth. It shakes something in him, especially while the two titans duke it out in the middle of the city. Willow keeps tugging on his arm before choosing instead to evacuate her son to safety with her and Winter. General Ironwood barks orders to his men, then approaches Jacques. The two then watch in horror as more and more destruction occurs. Never before had either man felt so helpless.

Meanwhile, down below, the Leviathan snaps Godzilla's arm in its jaw, attempting to rip it off and also tries to dig its massive claws into Godzilla's hide. Godzilla is too tough for the Grimm and reaches forward to bite the massive fin on the Grimm's spine. It shrieks out in pain, letting go of Godzilla and pushing away to safety. It then tackles Godzilla, using its greater size to try pushing him to the water, where the Leviathan holds the advantage (or what it assumes is the advantage).

Tripping over something (not sure if it's a barricade between the wharf and the sea or something more feasibly sturdy), Godzilla falls into the water, with the Grimm holding it down as it swims deeper into the water. There is a faint light that grows dimmer and dimmer. Minutes feel like years as the audience watch with bated breath as the battle becomes unseen.

General Ironwood steps away to inform his men that the monsters have taken to the sea and that all seacraft should dock at the nearest port that isn't Argus. Once confirmed, Jacques finally speaks, and it's with words of regret. Had he known that this would have happened, he wouldn't have pushed for the project to be restarted. The general says, "Save the regret for after you stand trial" explaining that he intends to press legal charges against him that will hold him accountable for the destruction of Argus. At this, Jacques regains his fight as he snarls and warns that if he tries, he'll counter-sue to pin the blame on the general and his military for being too weak to stop the project, and even has documents proving that the military also funded the project.

This bickering was ended by an explosion from the water. Looking down, they see the Leviathan crawling onto the shore. At this, both men are silent, though their fear was still palpable. It eyes them both with its banefully red eyes. It digs it's claws into the outpost wall, attempting to climb to reach the men. General Ironwood reaches for his gun, ready to shatter the window to try a final attempt to kill the Grimm. Jacques shouts at him, saying "If that monster couldn't kill him, what makes you think you can?!" General Ironwood replies, "Even if I die, at least I'll die fighting it instead of screaming like a coward."

As the Leviathan digs its claw into the outpost again, it's knocked down by a dust-encased tail to its torso. Yelping in pain, it falls onto its back, its spinal frill trapped in the ground (or something better, maybe?). Godzilla steps closer, glaring down at the Grimm. It roars in defiance.

Suddenly, its tail starts glowing a dim light, glowing brighter and brighter until it's all white (or maybe black, since it's all colors?). The dust further up the tail did the same, as did the ones on his legs, arms and back. They not only shine, but they also extend from his body as well. The crystals shine brighter and brighter until they become blinding. Then the dust sinks into his body, and Godzilla opens his mouth at the Leviathan, unleashing its "atomic breath" at the Grimm. It screams in agony until all that's left is scorching earth.

As the ash fades away, Godzilla looks to the outpost, where the Grimm had been climbing. At the top, he sees two humans and one of them is armed. General Ironwood holsters his gun, and Godzilla lets out a grumble. He then retreats to the sea, sinking beneath the waves almost instantly.

The people of Argus and Atlas survived... for now.

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What do you guys think? Good? Bad? Some way to make it better? Please let me know!