#world tag | [taris] | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

anartisticalniche · 10 months ago

Text

A Corsair Freebooter

Tags: SMG3/SMG4, SMG4 and Mario Bros, Axol/Melony, Mario and Meggy, Saiko and Tari, SMG3 and the Anticast, other relationships to be tagged

Description: in Victorian-like Mushroom Kingdom, when Mario gets 'kidnapped' by pirates, SMG4 and Luigi must embarc on a life changing adventure, unknown to the fact that their quest is going to change the world as well.

PROLOGUE

He had NO IDEA how he got himself wrapped up in a situation like this.

He was just a screenplay writer, trying to live his life and get by with his work.

And now, there he was, on top of a sinking ship, freezing waters crashing against and passing through the vessel, rain from a restless storm pouring down on him, and facing down a gigantic beast a hundred times his size.

His hand, a death grip on the mast, was almost slipping away because of the incessant water on him- or was it because of fear?

Trembling, he could hear through the constant ringing in his ears an all too familiar voice shouting at him, one he’s been hearing incessantly these last few days, and yet, he just about decided he wanted to hear it for the rest of his life.

An obscured limb raised up against him- against them all- ready to swing down on them, keen on obliterating everything on its path.

In the face of certain death, those past few months of his life flashed before him, leaving him breathless at the sheer amount of events that brought him there.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

People believed that living in the Mushroom Kingdom was all sunshine and rainbows, when in fact it was the complete opposite.

Trying to maintain a normal lifestyle was arduous in a kingdom that seemed to always evolve and never stop, and SMG4 knew that first hand.

Despite being a gentleman from noble origins, the struggle he lived with everyday with founding new ideas for his plays was becoming more and more stressful.

The fact that he wanted to focus on comedy instead of the more wanted drama and romantic themes kinda dragged down his own chances at becoming more popular.

He would spend lots of afternoons roaming the busy streets of the kingdom, searching for inspiration.

Watching humans and toads alike going about their hard lives, trying to get by.

He would shake his head, frustration running through his veins and flaring up his nerves.

He believed the Mushroom Kingdom, with its continuous changes, to be the perfect place to start off his career, but EVERYONE here was so CLOSED OFF STILL.

How could he get through to them? How could he let his talent shine, attracting them to see his plays?

Speaking of people, he noticed some commotion as he strolled around the plaza.

A crowd of some sort had formed around a corner; they were cheering, laughing at something- or someone- that he couldn't really see, due to the amount of people present.

As he approached the cheering citizens, his eyes lit up at what he witnessed.

A pair of men, two brothers he believed, were performing acts of comedy and telling jokes, keeping the audience they had gathered captivated.

They were foreign, he could tell, as the thick accent reverb in their joyful voices. Their clothes dirty and broken in places, but the glint in their eyes lightning up whatever state their physical form were at the moment.

SMG4 remained astonished: he could smell talent a mile away, and he believed he had just stepped a mine full of gold with these two.

Maybe that’s what he needed! A new pair of actors! The realization hit him like a bolt of lightning, excitement at the possibilities that these two would bring to his career.

After everyone had scattered, he approached, and while they remained wary, he simply clapped cheerfully.

"Bravo! You boys put on quite the show! I'm really impressed!"

The two men simply glanced at each other, unsure at how to respond to him.

He WAS a stranger after all, albeit way more younger than them.

The man in green smiled gracefully, while remaining nervous: “Thank you, signore! It’s-a so nice to see people enjoy our little play- despite making only so much money out of it.”

He glanced down at the hat placed for coins, only half full despite all the people that came to see them previously.

The red man clapped the taller one rather strongly, as the other yelped and staggered: “Don’t-a worry, Luigi! This is enough to get ourselves plenty of spaghetti!”

Luigi deadpanned in dismay at his compatriot’s antics: “We have to worry about something else other than spaghetti, Mario! We still don’t have a place to sleep!”

Mario bonked him to the head, clearly displeased and angry: “Don’t you ever-a say that again about my precious spaghetti! You get me those plates right now!”

Weirded out by this odd display, SMG4 silently just stared at them, before snapping out of it, an idea forming in his head.

He bowed down, a gleam in his eye: “My name is SMG4, and I’d like to offer you both an opportunity. How would you fine gentlemen like a better stage than the dirty streets of the Mushroom Kingdom?”

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

After meeting the Mario Brothers, SMG4’s career stirred towards a rather interesting and promising path.

Figuring out how to place them in his plays through observing their personalities and behaviors was easy, actually.

Mario seemed rather stupid and slow, only caring about food at ALL times. He also seemed to have a charm for attracting odd crowds to him.

He didn’t know HOW he did it, but for some reason one day when they were hanging out together to figure out the next script, a rather disturbing magical creature had approached them, scaring Four and Luigi out of their minds, while Mario simply waved cheerily and talked to it like it was NOTHING.

He had revealed to have met and made friends with many of them, despite the fact that it was BANNED to by the laws of the kingdom.

For the sake of his career, Four decided to keep that for himself.

After all, Mario was the face man of the duo.

Luigi, on the other hand, had served a role more or less like a voice of reason. His calm and sometimes cowardly nature had decided it as such, in sheer contrast to his brother’s loud personality.

Both of them, especially Mario, would try talk to him on how to do some parts of the scripts, and while he listened and was glad for it, sometimes it got to his nerves.

It didn’t help that they were ALWAYS attached to his hip. It made him mad, especially because of Mario’s stupidity and incessant blabbering and Luigi’s nerves always being on edge- dude couldn’t take a STEP and he would jump at every single sound he heard.

However, the pros greatly outweighed the cons, as his popularity had slowly started to grow once he introduced them to the theater world.

The crowds would start off small, but in time that quickly changed, to the point that nobles and the Princess herself would show up to come watch his plays.

Oh, he was ecstatic! He couldn’t believe his luck when she first came! With her present, it was certain he was going to reach levels he couldn’t possibly imagine before!

If only everything went smoothly-

But life apparently wanted to kick him one more time, as during the main scene, an enormous hole opened up on the ceiling of the theater, as debris came down crashing on everyone.

And along that, something else.

Pandemonium erupted as a beast stood up, spiny shell and big crown rested on its head.

A booming voice echoed through the room: “Princess Peach! Ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom! I, Lord Bowser, ruler of all magical creatures beyond the borders, came to demand your hand in marriage!”

The blonde woman stood up, snaring at him with cold eyes: “How many times do I have to refuse your request, you ignorant brute?! I would NEVER marry a magical creature, ESPECIALLY not one that looks like you!”

The koopa tried to hold back his tears once again at behind rejected- apparently it wasn’t the first time, go figure- as he pleaded once again: “My sweet, please be reasonable! Think of how powerful our kingdoms would become if we just joined in out union-”

“Hey!”

The voice startled everyone, including the two fighting monarchs, out of their stupor.

The main actor, Mario, was standing near the pile of rubble where the king was, puffing his cheeks out in annoyance.

“Bowser! You could-a chosen any other day to do this! Why are you doing it NOW?!”

The beast reeled back, surprised: “Mario?”

Four sputtered flabbergasted at this information: “YOU KNOW THE KING OF KOOPAS?!”

The Italian man just rolled his eyes: “Beh, si. We’ve hanged around a lot when me and my bro came in through the borders. He is a fine fellow-” and then returned his icy glare back to him; “-when he’s not trying to stop me from working AND EARNING MY FAIR SHARE OF SPAGHETTI!”

Bowser grunted, a bit embarrassed: “Oh, hehe… sorry friend. I didn’t think I would disturb you. I’ll- take my leave now”

He then pointed at the princess, letting out a roar in determination: “This isn’t over!” and promptly left, as everyone stood shell-shocked at the scene that just played before them.

The most shocked out of all of them was certainly Peach, who regathered herself and huffed reverently. After thinking about it and coming up with a decision, he pointed down to the three men on the stage.

“You! Down there! You said your name was Mario, right?”

The mustached man crossed his arms: “Yep. That’s-a me. What’s it to you?”

“You seem rather… acquainted with the Lord of Koopas. Care to explain to me why?” she continued, a sneer on her lips.

He blinked owlishly: “I already said, we’ve been friends before crossing the border”

“And you DO know that interacting with magical creatures is STRICTLY PROHIBITED HERE, RIGHT?”

“I don’t-a see the problem” he simply remarked, without blinking.

“MARIO!” both Luigi and SMG4 whispered loudly in reprimand, one full of fear and one out of frustration.

Peach hummed, her fan closing shut with a snap: “I have decided. Mario, I would make your crimes against the laws of the Mushroom Kingdom fall IF you accept to become my bodyguard and ‘messenger’ to all magical creatures outside the border” she smirked winningly; “if you don’t want to lose your job and end up banned from the kingdom alongside your brother, THIS is an offer you can’t decline.”

The Italian man, alongside the other two, could only look astonished at such a turn of events.

“Mama-fucker.”

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Despite the way everything happened so fast, SMG4 did nothing but continue to make his plays with the Mario Bros.

The only issue was, now Mario always had to follow around the princess at ALL TIMES, making it difficult for him to program when to make his plays.

A good thing to this was the amount of publicity it had gotten.

Despite making less plays, the crowds would be enormous.

Four was so busy with everything, that he didn’t even notice the way Mario was acting.

Always pissed off, and sometimes downright depressed.

Luigi had caught his vacant stares sometimes, that would only fade once he placed a plate of spaghetti in front of him, but only shortly.

He tried to confront him about it, only for him to just turn away and leave.

The man in green decided it was time to face his screenplay writer about it, given that, despite his behavior, he had slowly started to become more friends with his bro, before this whole situation.

But SMG4 was having none of it.

“Look, I don’t care if he’s not feeling up for it! Once he’s returned from the castle, tell him to come here immediately, because we have rehearsals in an hour!”

Luigi backed up, feeling shocked and really offended at how both of them were treated: “SMG4, please! We can’t keep going like this! Mario DIDN’T WANT SOMETHING LIKE THIS WHEN HE CAME HERE IN THE KINGDOM! We just wanted to get by with our talent, not be part of the royal life!”

“WELL, I DIDN’T CHOSE THAT EITHER!” Four yelled, slamming down his journal; “Look, our trio was meant to be just that, and to focus on making it big on the theater scene! And we have it now, despite the princess being a PAIN IN OUR ARSE. He’s not the only one struggling with this novelty, so PLEASE JUST TELL HIM TO ACT MATURE FOR ONCE AND OWN UP TO HIS DUTIES.”

He stood up, and walked away in search for a glass of water.

Luigi deflated and exited the room.

Had he been swifter, he would have noticed a red jacket disappearing behind the halls.

Had he noticed, he would have probably done something to prevent the insane chain of events that lead up to a world changing catastrophy.

Notes: there you guys have it. The prologue in its complecity. Let me know what you think of it, and if you like how the style of the writing is! Once i have the AO3 link I'll add it in

#smg4 #smg4 pirate au #a corsair freebooter #smg4 mario #smg4 luigi #smg4 peach #smg4 bowser #my fic

53 notes · View notes

shygirl4991 · 1 year ago

Text

SMG3 Sussy Notebook

ima tag smg3 sussy notebook spoilers and have the pics of the notebook under read more so you can pick if ya wanna see the notebook! These are highlights and not every page!

now that we have the pw for club penguin we can all log in and get all the cool skins, honestly i feel if mario just guess the password it wouldnt take him long to get it xD be faster then stealing the notebook and all

ah yes the start of the worlds longest slowburn its a super funny thought that right out the usb he gets his notebook and goes this bitch here ima make him my life rival

oh shit shout out to these two that showed up in SMG3 Gauntlet of gloom

suuuure buddy keep telling yourself that, seems even tho SMG3 marked him as his rival and hated him over what happen in college he still wanted to hang out with 4 and be friends but its not like he cares or anything...baka!

lmao the censor on what happen in the igloo ah yes nothing but hugging happen there nothing to M rated xD im guessing the real book in universe might have it a bit more detail given the big deal it was for wotfi 2023

we really dont talk about that hug

did...did i call it in my fic that this man legit is crazy about beans and hot sauce im dying i guess when your the bad guy with low budget for food you get use to the good classic beans and hot sauce

oh honey thats not how that works xD this man is smart but also oh so dumb i think he gets that from his avatar that and he is a few years fresh from the usb Update: @alianarepasa let me know its from a mad max episode i manage to miss it was a fun watch and now i understand what this means xD these peeps really went wild without internet poor toad

pifft im guessing he has masters degree specialized in psychology? other wise idk how he is a psychologist and he seems to be a good one from what we have seen but who knows he could be bullshitting his way through how evil xD

both our boys are ready to ride forklifts into the sunset someone draw this please xD

im laughing i guess SMG3 isnt much a fan of boopkins but seems he really enjoys being with the crew he wont say it but im sure he is a happy bean to finally be with the cool kids after years of being jealous.

he says but give this man eggdog or eggdog memes and he becomes Tari in a second

hey lads we found the page from SMG4 We Dont Talk About What Happened in the Elevator

he wants a castle but ended up with a sick lair in a coffee shop i think thats better!

okay putting my shipping heart away this is so interesting to me like he starts off thinking 4 is a loser and makes him his rival then gets jealous he has these friends and he isnt apart of them. We know SMG3 is lonely and lost as he doesn't know his purpose before becoming lord of the graveyard now being apart of the crew and now knowing who is he, SMG3 is much happier and closer to the crew. But the way he writes this feels like he likes the close contact with 4 and while he doesnt want to admit it could it be he legit does have romantic feelings? idk i feel these past episodes and this part really gets me thinking they have something here to really make smg34 canon naturally and not have the way they act with each other be to different might go more into this later.

this sparks joy thank you for including this and thats it for my ted talk thanks for reading again this is just my highlights i dont want to post the whole notebook here just stuff that gets my mind going!

#smg3 sussy notebook #smg3 sussy notebook spoilers #shay talks about the notebook #smg3 #smg4

76 notes · View notes

utilitycaster · 2 years ago

Text

Weirdly specific and overly long Critical Role Ask Meme

The annual Thanksgiving Hell Drive tradition that matters only to me!

Character you don't particularly like, but will defend vehemently when people dislike them for the wrong reasons.

Favorite unhinged shopkeeper.

Minor character people in the fandom are obsessed with that makes you go "them? why?"

Minor character you are (correctly) obsessed with.

Meta you would write if you did not fear people would be SUPER weird about it. This is also an invitation to write that meta and block the haters.

NPC you would most like to see as the subject of a Tales of Exandria series.

Alternate outcome in a main campaign that you don't necessarily wish happened, but that you wish you could see played out in an alternate universe before returning to ours.

You may personally require that Liam O'Brien plays a non-core four (ie, not a Rogue, Wizard, Cleric, or Fighter) character for at least 10 episodes - he cannot in any way be one of those classes, even as a multiclass. If you like Orym, assume this has no impact on him. What class or multiclass do you have him play?

Location in Exandria you'd like to see in a possibly canonical one-shot/EXU but with non-main campaign characters (as in Song of the Lorelei/The Darrington Brigade)

Favorite and least favorite Matt Mercer Original Subclass.

A common stance within the fandom you would most like to eliminate on the specific grounds of hypocrisy/self-contradiction.

Best ship of the literal seafaring vessel or skyship variety.

Favorite D&D PC (guests & EXU included but must be a PC) of [class provided by the asker]? Note that as of posting there is only one option each for artificer (Tary) and ranger (Vex), so don't ask those.

Describe the art you would most like to create or commission if talent/money were no object.

Favorite one-on-one conversation (can be between two PCs, or a PC and NPC).

Favorite group (all/most of the party) conversation.

You know that post that's like "I wish you could filter in ao3 on 'attitude towards a canon event'?" In the world of imagination, you can! What's the event or attitude?

Share one unpopular opinion but it must specifically only pertain to Sam's ads.

You can swap one subclass (not class) for any one main campaign main cast PC. Which character, and what's their new subclass?

What non-D&D TTRPG would you most like to see Critical Role run a one shot in?

You can eliminate one ship that did not become a canon, reciprocated relationship from the fandom's consciousness. It is entirely gone - no fics, no posts, no doctored out of context gifsets inexplicably claiming that Travis ships it, no anon hate, no drama. Your blocked tags list becomes several entries shorter. A weight is lifted from your shoulders, and you take the deepest breath you've taken in a long time. Anyway, now that you're feeling relaxed and inspired, what do you think Bertrand Bell's fighter subclass was?

Assume that every single non-multiclassed wizard PC OR significant wizard NPC (includes EXU Calamity) are in a battle royale, and all are level 16. Who would you bet on as the winner?

You can guarantee that Vax lives at the end of Campaign 1. However, you must trade his permadeath for the permadeath of a different PC who was dead for more than a minute. Your options are Percy dying permanently in 1x68; Scanlan dying permanently in 1x83; or Laudna dying permanently in 3x34. Do you choose to do so, why, and whose death do you trade?

You can guarantee that one Evergreen Question you write is pulled on 4-Sided Dive AND that the four cast members you most want to answer it are on that month. What's the question, and which cast members answer it?

What class do you most want to see Matt play if he is in a future EXU campaign as a new (not Dariax) PC?

You must swap one nat 1 die roll with one nat 20 die roll. They must both be from the main campaigns, but can be cross-campaign. Which are they, and why?

Pick one character, ship, or party; and one song you associate most with them, and explain why. This song cannot be on an existing playlist from the main cast. It also cannot be We Have it All by the Pim Stones nor Dust Bowl Dance by Mumford & Sons; I love those AMVs but please think for yourself.

Think back to all weird or bad opinions (pertaining to Critical Role) you've seen but which were not elaborated upon. You get to make one, and only one, person have to provide an honest response about what the fuck they were thinking. Which opinion do you receive the honest explanation for?

You can give any PC a Staff of Birdcalls. Who do you give it to?

What is your favorite theory or headcanon that has absolutely no bearing on the plot and isn't important at all, but which is completely compliant with canon?

A really weird fey entity grants you the following boon: you can magically make it so that whenever people try to draw Imogen with glasses, the glasses magically disappear. All you need to do is hit the DC. The DC begins at 15, it is a simple d20 die roll with no modifiers/additions, and you can reduce it by one for every month you live with canon, pre-episode 2x26 Mollymauk Tealeaf. You do have your own room, but the walls are thin. After 15 months you automatically succeed and Molly disappears as though he had never existed. How many months do you live with Molly?

If the CR main cast were to play the original 7 tombtakers per The Nine Eyes of Lucien (Brevyn, Cree, Jurrell, Lucien, Otis, Tyffial, and Zoren) in a one shot, who should play whom? Assume Matt DMs, but you do not need to have Taliesin play Lucien.

You may ask any member of the cast one, and only one lore clarification question. What do you ask?

You meet an old woman in the grocery store and help her with her bags. In return, she tells you she can guarantee that Campaign 3 will be fantastic, and that there will be a Campaign 4 set in Issylra that is also fantastic. However, she warns you, the price is that Marisha and Laura's characters will never be in a romance together, nor will Taliesin and Liam's, though there will be significant queer romances aplenty, both F/F and M/M, in said campaigns. Do you take her up on her offer?

You can set the time and place of the next EXU series, but it cannot be within 100 years of the Calamity nor Divergence. When and where do you set it?

Every cast member must create a main campaign character loosely based off a character they played in a one-shot not set in Exandria, a la Chetney from Chutney (as a result, Travis is excused from this exercise). Who should they choose? (Please note that Bar Room Blitz is set in Exandria. You cannot pick Jayne and you're boring for thinking it.)

You have to take a 16 hour road trip with one NPC from each campaign (all at once, ie, three other people). The NPCs cannot shorten the road trip in any way and the road trip must be via driving but you can do it in two 8 hour days and share a motel room if you'd like. Who do you pick?

Assuming that your rent and basic living expenses are paid regardless, nothing cataclysmic happens while you're there, and your race and class are perceived as completely average and nothing to comment on, which city in Exandria would you most like to live in for a year? You must spend the vast majority of your time there.

Favorite parental figure NPC?

What named but as of yet unseen character do you most want to see onscreen?

#critical role #ask meme

438 notes · View notes

gachawolfiebloom · 7 months ago

Text

Your Pursuit of Perfection

Story and Artwork By: @GachaWolfieBloom

Alternate Ending: What have I Done?

Summary: A few months after the events of WOTFI 2023, SMG4 starts having really bad dreams about the "Its gotta be perfect" incident. One night however, his fear allows the nightmares to break through and he gets taken to a horrific dimension. He finally meets the tv adware, who manipulates him into returning to his insane ways, intent on claiming much more than the perfect video. Now it's up to his friends to stop this madness and save SMG4. Can they do it in time or will they lose SMG4 forever? (In case you are unaware this is a sequel to the its gotta be perfect movie)

Tags: angst, its gotta be perfect, love confession, luigi, mario, meggy, melony, nightmares, scary, smg3, smg4, smg34, smg3 x smg4, tari, tv adware

Author's Note: Okay okay I hear you. I have gotten comments on my Tumblr and Wattpad for the bad ending to your pursuit of perfection for quite some time, so here it is! This chapter leaves off right after the rap battle and answers the question lots of fans have been wondering: What would have happened if Smg4 gave in to Mr Puzzles? Warning that there is blood and gruesome descriptions in this.

The TV Adware shields his eyes, but opens them to find that rays of meme powers have hit Smg4. One speaks in a commanding voice to the corrupted man. "Your darkness cannot survive in our energy! Loosen your grip on Smg4's heart and let him speak!" The pink cracks on his face etched in deeper as the man they belonged to struggled to fight it. "NO!" Mr Puzzles had enough of this foolishness as he disappeared into the dark shadows behind him, determined to put a stop to this once and for all.

"This isn't working!" Meggy called out until a familar voice spoke "You...guys came back? You didn't forget about me?" They all tuned to see Four with his soft blue eyes, grieving in pain and speaking in a low croak. Tears formed in his eyes as he asked "You didn't replace or reject me?"

Tari smiled and said "Of course not! Why would you think that?" Four felt a dark cloud surrounding him while he was curled up on his knees. Why wasn't his corrupted form disappearing? "I thought that you would never forgive me for what I did. I wanted to forget it!" Suddenly that voice following him around was echoing through his ears once again. "Smg4...don't let these 'friends' fool you."

"Y-You...It was you that gave me those nightmares." The connection was running out and Four was distraught. "We can't hold it for that much longer!" One called out. When Three heard that, his heroic stupidity took hold as he let go of his fellow meme guardians and rushed towards Four. "THREE NO!" Meggy tried to stop him, but it was too late. Three grabbed his hand and tried to use their connection.

What happened next was quite unfortunate as Three awoke to find himself in Four's mind. He then saw his lover from another life and the tall TV man next to him. Mr Puzzles was whispering conflicting persuasions into his ear that made Three understand why Four was so broken.

"What have they done for you?"

"You could have had the perfect video if you didn't save him."

"You should be ruling this world with me."

"I'm your only friend."

Three's anger started to boil as he yelled "LET HIM GO!" Mr Puzzles chuckled and said "Why should I do that?" Three pulled out a bomb and said "Easy. Because I will KILL YOU!!!" He rushed towards him and threw the bomb, but the entertainer disappeared upon impact. Three looked all around and yelled "SHOW YOURSELF YOU FRICKING TV CRAP!!!"

Mr Puzzles reappeared behind him and said "Over here." Three turned and threw another explosive at him, but once again Mr Puzzles's great vanishing act had happened again. He kept reappearing in several spots for each explosion to happen a few seconds too late.

"Nope."

"Hello."

"Just missed me."

"I could do this for all eternity."

All according to plan.

Mr Puzzles played around with Three's emotions for a few more minutes until he appeared by Four and waved. Three was breathing tirelessly as his body ached with exhaustion. "What's wrong Smg3? Tired already? Aw that's a shame. I was having such a good time." Three could have never foretold what happened next. It would soon become the biggest regret of his life...or even his last moments.

"I HATE YOU! YOU'RE A MONSTER! THAT'S ALL YOU ARE!!!"

Mr Puzzles face didn't change into shock, but instead to a pleasing expression. "Oh my. Did you hear that Smg4?" Three's eyes widened as he noticed that Four was listening and his face was horrified like nothing Three had ever seen before. "You...hate me?" In a mad panic, Three tried to take back what he said. "NO! I WAS TALKING TO MR PUZZLES! I SWEAR I WOULD NEVER SAY THAT ABOUT YOU FOUR!"

Mr Puzzles placed a hand on his shoulder and said "I'm sorry Smg4, but this was what I was warning you about. Your friends never loved you and they never will." It was all made clear. Everything that Three had done was just what Mr Puzzles had wanted. Four's transformation was never permanent...but now it would be.

"You're right. You both were right. I'm a monster. I have no friends. I'm trapped with my wrongful actions. I'll never be anything more." Three covered his mouth with his hands. If anyone was feeling more immense guilt between the two, it was him. Out of everything he did to Four, this had crossed the line. The smirking Adware clapped his hands and said "Thank you Smg3. You finally admitted your true feelings for Smg4...didn't you."

"NO! THAT'S NOT TRUE!" He couldn't take it anymore as he grabbed Four and admitted "I LOVE YOU SMG4!" He hoped that admitting his real feelings would be enough to repair the damage he had caused, but no matter how much he tried Four was convinced that the opposite of Three's honest feelings was what everyone really thought of him.

Four's hands grew cold and his body shook. Three had hit his breaking point as he grabbed Four and pulled him into an embrace. He shut his eyes tightly, reopening them to find that the bond had broken and One and Two looked like they were about to collapse from exhaustion. Four was grimacing with anger back in his corrupted form. Mr Puzzles saw his opportunity and seized it when he yelled out "YOU ALL HAVE INTERFERED FOR THE LAST TIME! NIGHTMARE FOUR DESTROY THEM!" In a flash, the permanent transformation controlled the movement of a mad dash and Four gripped Three's wrist, growing tighter and tighter.

"Four! You're hurting me! Stop!" Four didn't listen as he could clearly sense what this being had said. "SHUT IT! YOU ALL HAVE TREATED ME LIKE A JOKE! I'LL SHOW YOU THAT I'M MORE POWERFUL THAN ALL OF YOU COMBINED!!!"

"THREE! NOOO!" Meggy cried as a sharp pain filled his wrist. His vision blurred as he looked down and saw that Four had broken his wrist so badly that it was bleeding. The others watched in complete shock. They never had known what Four was capable of until right now.

Three tried to pull himself up, but a strong force pulled him up to their face. "Isn't it ironic that you have threatened to kill me so many times and I was actually the one who did it to you..." His past. He could have used his last bit strength to pull away and end the man's life for good just like his old self had promised. Instead he flashed a weak smile and said with tears "I'm sorry Four...for everything." He deserved to be put out of his misery. No matter how much he tried, his selfishness just made the one he loved suffer more. "If this will make you feel better...I'm ready."

That was the last thing he said before an arm pounded through his chest. A metallic taste filled his mouth and his eyes flickered out. It was his final moments. Four dropped the corpse and looked at the others with a flashing pink eye. "Don't worry, you're next!"

...

Silence. Sweet silence. Mr Puzzles sat upon his bitter throne while watching over his new kingdom. His partner watched along with him, eyes narrow. He should be happy. Finally no more nightmares. No more pain and suffering. Nobody to tell him he was worthless. These thoughts swarmed him until something else made him feel...different? Everything was shriveled up and the sky was blood red. Reminded him of someone's eyes.

A bunch of corpses lied down in the distance beneath them. One caught his eyes and he sighed. "Isn't this better Smg4?" He nodded and said "I'm going for a walk..." He left his once tranquil castle of the Showgrounds and looked down at the bleeding man. His chest had a huge hole in it and his face looked tired.

Four looked down at his hands, covered with blood. Those memories. Those feelings. Those good times. It was filled with so much more happiness than what had come now. Maybe even better if Three and him had become...

Tears started to stream down his face as he collapsed onto his knees. He held his lover in his arms, looking down at his sweet face. Corpses of his friends surrounded them as sadness and loneliness was the only thing to keep him company now. Gone. Gone forever. A lump in his throat had formed and a shaky voice said the only thought he had left.

"Oh god. What have I done?"

You've made things perfect...

#angst #it’s gotta be perfect #love confession #luigi #smg4 mario #smg4 meggy #smg4 melony #nightmare #scary #smg3 smg4 #smg4 #smg34 #smg3 x smg4 #smg4 tari #tv adware

40 notes · View notes

critter-genfic-events · 1 month ago

Text

Doty! Take this down. We have six excellent fics today- all chronically the wondrous adventures of one Taryon Darrington! Check them out under the cut, and of course - comment and kudos if you like them!

Love Letters of Convenience by elissanerdwriter (1103,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Taryon Darrington & Lady Kima of Vord

Kima and Taryon run into each other at a bar. They help each other out.

Reccer says: This is a pairing I would have never expected or thought of but the wlw and mlm solidarity vibes are immaculate. They should hang out!

i'll know my song well by actualflower (1149,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Taryon Darrington & Cassandra de Rolo

A short conversation between Cassandra and Tary

Reccer says: I love outsider pov and the clarity about the world it brings, and this little bit of bonding between these two

Out of Favor by mythomaticallydelicious (5551,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Taryon Darrington/Percival de Rolo

An AU where Taryon fails his persuasion roll against his father.

Reccer says: It's not completed, but it delves into the details of Taryon's relationship with his father and features heart-to-heart conversations with Vax and Percival.

this antique’s rustic eulogy by Princex_N (5213,General) Warnings: Pairings: Taryon Darrington & Doty

He wants Doty. He wants Doty and instead all he has is the gaping empty space at his side where he's supposed to be and the intrusive images of him being pulled to pieces in the nine hells where he is and Tary hates it.

Reccer says: I liked it

Arranged marriages and families of choice by multifandom damnation (1570,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Taryon Darrington & Vox Machina

He learns two things during that meeting with his father, Howaardt falling apart before him and Vox Machina a steady presence against his back; firstly, they're improvised, and secondly, he has always been nothing but a pawn in his father's games.

Reccer says: Amazing look into what it might have been like for Tary to have Vox Machina at his back during the confrontation with his father

And two recs for:

Where We're From and Where We're Bound to Go by CitizenMocha (3318,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Taryon Darrington & Vex'ahlia

In what will likely be a less physically-demanding expedition but still harrowing and fraught with emotional turmoil like all the best adventure stories are, the heroes make their way through bleak countryside framed by the distant snowcapped mountains to confront the father of their beloved and full-fledged member Taryon Darrington, who is… Not doing so hot at the moment, to be perfectly honest.

Reccer #1 says: The friendships between Tary and the rest if Vox Machina is very sweet, even when they are joking around. It's also got some great character introspection for Taryon as he sits down and they talk about this thoughts. Reccer #2 says: Just the right amount of humor (poorly) covering some angst and feelings, and great voices all around

This is one of our weekly communally-generated gen rec lists. Every week we announce a new theme and allow anyone to submit a fic recommendation. Please note that the summary and content notes are provided by the reccer, and may be different than what the author has provided. Please assume good intentions all around. <3

And hey, anyone includes you!

October 15th, it'll be time for Alternate Meetings - followed by Beau, One shots, and then Imogen!

Any fics coming to mind? Well, then use this form to submit! If you're looking for some more, check out some fics written in the critter genfic bingo tag, or the older rec lists! Or you can request your own card and join in on the fun!

#critical role #critter genfic rec lists #gen fic #taryon darrington #Vox machina #cr fic recs

15 notes · View notes

twisting-roads · 29 days ago

Text

headshots + broadcast colors of all my iterator ocs (with finalized designs anyways. oh and sorry fester isn't here either I really didn't feel likeit)

you can tell I did the last row way after I did the other rows because its inconsistent :sob:

58 notes · View notes

cinderedrose · 1 month ago

Text

The woman only spat insults as Renier went outside onto the balcony to light a cig.

The lights of the towering buildings slowly flickered off one by one and took place of the stars in the Taris night sky. Renier never really liked city worlds either, but their scenery is still better than parties with angry drunks.

“Pass me one,” a boy half shrouded by the darkness ordered.

He's not even buzzed.

Renier jumped then tentatively handed him a cigarette. They recognized him from earlier. That drive to protect this young man caught them off guard. Stars-! Did they have some child before they enlisted in the Republic? They're old enough to…

He took it, lighting it. Renier noticed he didn't have a lighter… but it was dark. They excused the abnormality.

“Thanks.”

Renier nods.

“You're not drunk, kid.” They observe. “Below drinking age or something?”

The boy tensed, then shook his head. “No, I just don't drink much… My boyfriend is blackout drunk in the room we fucked in an hour ago and someone's gotta haul him back,” he said. Then he frowned, looking down at Renier. “I'm bored. I don't know anyone here that well.”

“Neither do I.”

The boy opens his mouth to say something, but he opts to stay quiet. A shiver ran down their spine. Getting recognized would be the end of everything… Renier has not heard good things about sith interrogation tactics.

“The night is nice… but I miss the stars back home.” he finally said, sighing. “I'm glad I can at least see the sky now… I'm being sent to the undercity in two days for a search. Count my blessings…” He let out a dry laugh.

“Where are you from?” They ask, stepping closer.

He exhaled a ring of smoke before he spoke. “Believe it or not, Dantooine. Beautiful planet.”

A faint memory tries to surface, then it quickly fades. A common occurrence, though not to this strength. “Damn. Bet you don't miss the jedi.”

He stared at them for a second, scowling. Then his expression eased.

“I don't.” He chuckled. “Delusioned idiots.”

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the railing. The only lights being the remnants of the bustling party, dying city, and the faint orange glow from the cigarettes. Renier can't make out his features well, but his build is thin. Thinner than it should.

Renier is sure they had a child before their hit to the head, but the boy doesn't recognize them.

“You never told me your name,” Renier stated, almost in a condescending militaristic order, dropping the butt of their cigarette into the abyss of the false coruscant.

“Cyrus Sero. You?”

“Renier Skataski.”

Cyrus frowned, grabbing a set of the dog tags hanging off his waist.

Their heart stopped. Fuck.

“These are yours.” He unclipped the tags and handed them to Renier. They were in fact theirs. Then he puffed on the cig and ignored the subject entirely.

They blinked a few times trying to calm from the panic bubbling up. Their strategy slowly crumbled to dust. Idiot—

“You're okay, Renier. I won't say shit.”

“...”

“I can't wait to quit this job.” Cyrus said, breaking the silence as if small talk would fix the tension.

“... Seems unrewarding.”

He nodded, discarding his own cigarette. “Pay sucks, my armor doesn't even fit right…”

Armor. Right. Cyrus wasn't even drunk. It would only be a few hours before everyone else was blacked out, but he wasn't even buzzed. Renier fell back into their thoughts, trying to reshape their strategy. Oh how embarrassing it would be being outsmarted by a junior officer of the enemy.

Cyrus looked at them again. “There's a bag marked with the name Chaeni by the door. Grab it on your way out. It should fit you,” he added. Renier gasps. He's reading my fucking mind. At least they think so. They anxiously tapped their fingers on the railing, saying nothing.

Cyrus is far from boring.

“Um…” Renier tries to make conversation in efforts to regain at least some control over this interaction. Cyrus’ loyalties were hard to tell, and it was a risk speaking to him in general… but they had no desire to stop.

“You're not from here,” he stated before a sentence even met their mouth, “do you remember your planet of origin? You seem like the type that flitted about the galaxy most your life.”

His outer rim accent is becoming increasingly more apparent the more he speaks. He stared at the towering spires, shifting his weight back and forth.

“I don't remember,” they admitted. “But you aren't wrong. I'm a bounty hunter. I have been for a while.”

At least they think so… they try to remember, they really do, but dread drowns them. It's wrong trying to traverse what has been lost.

“Fun… I don't think I could withstand that job,” he said, looking back at Renier.

“Aw, but it's so fun.” They nudged Cyrus’ arm, a small static shock greeting the two before the touch. It felt natural, the friendly touch that is… though Cyrus recoiled and shot a dirty look. Renier frowned, pulling their hand back, betrayal bubbling through their features. They're unsure what caused them to be so upset, though it probably played into the lost child theory.

He eased his expression, still examining Renier. They had that sliver of hope he'd recognize them as a parent, despite them having no memory of raising him.

A small mandalorian girl flashed within their skull and behind their eyes, then she was gone just as fast as she came, feeling like nothing more than a distant echo.

“Seems so chaotic.”

“Well, I like it.”

Cyrus let out a huff. “Figured.” He looked at the quiet city again, just listening. Renier couldn't tell what he was listening to, for the city really was near silent, and the music in the party was dying down.

Renier scowled. “Figured?”

Cyrus shrugged. “Nice night.”

“it's a shit night.”

“this is the best you're going to get on Taris. Better learn to love it because the quarantine is not going to break until Bastila is found.”

Renier sighed. He was right. Just like him, they won't even see the sky after a while. Might as well enjoy the polluted sheen now. Like he is.

Then those thoughts faded, and they examined Cyrus again, counting the number of tags he hung off his belt. There were four now that theirs were returned. Three sith, one republic issued. Were they trophies?

“The sunsets are okay at least,” he continued, “not as good as they were back home though.”

Renier nodded, like they knew by heart but in all honesty they probably didn't. Why would they ever visit dantooine? They scoured their memory again, but it was wrong… wrong. They quickly receded despite the deja vu.

“You're not saying much,” he said, his tone was harsher now, more negative. Renier’s heart quickened. “Am I unsettling you?” And there it was, that poorly masked insecurity and uncertainty. Poor thing for them to be relieved over, really.

“You're okay, I'm just tired,” they lied.

Cyrus nodded. Then he sighed. “Me too.”

He didn't say anything after that, resorting to sliding his fingers across the railing, then tapping in a rhythmic quadratic motion with his nails. Renier watched. Renier listened. Cyrus was a Sith, but he was a boy. a passing ship illuminated the features on his face. Soft, weary, freckled, youthful. This was the monster Carth hissed about. A teenage boy drumming his nails on a metal rail.

Renier shifted their weight back, eyeing the tranquil city again. It seemed like a utopia on the upper levels.

Cyrus looked at them, stilling his anxious hand, then he slowly turned and limped toward the reeking sour apartment, his previously tapping hand trailing last.

#kotor #darth revan #knights of the old republic #revan #kotor 1 #star wars #kotor oc #kotor fanfiction #sith #taris #my writing

9 notes · View notes

frutavel · 2 years ago

Text

A while ago @atu-and-zuni and I went hey, wouldn't it be fun if Krii and Tari kissed

And now months later we have a 6 person polycule that is so delightfully complicated-

#artists on tumblr #world of warcraft #warcraft troll #zandalari #darkspear #bloodscalp #gurubashi #shatterspear #my og polycule was tari gheist and zai #and then while krch and i were playing together i said something like hey tari only has 2 weed smoking girlfriends he needs a 3rd one #and he said bet #and now here we are #oc:zantari #oc:gheist #oc:zoraide #oc:manso #krii tag #jambala tag

10 notes · View notes

larz-barz · 8 months ago

Text

Changes

——————————————————————————

Warning(s)/info: Post final battle, Zeno is @kimetsu-chan’s oc, and Kitari is my oc

Tagging: @kimetsu-chan

——————————————————————————

Zeno and Kitari are unconscious and he’s holding her in his arms tightly as the cure is injected into her body.

Her skin brightens up and her freckles become brown, her hair turns black.

A few days later, Kitari wakes up and sees Zeno at her side holding her hand in his warm hands.

Her eyes are now a beautiful shade of light blue.

Zeno’s expression brightens up the moment he sees his sweetheart awake.

He had woken up a few hours before Kitari did, yet it felt like forever as he stayed by her side.

“Tari, you’re awake!” He exclaims as he gently hugs her.

She smiles and gently hugs him back. “A-are you feeling ok, love..?” He smiles softly.

“Yes, sweetheart..” He softly kisses her forehead. “What about you?”

“M-mhm..” He gently lifts her into his lap then kisses her lips.

“I love you my lovely..” He says softly as he gently strokes her cheek with his thumb.

“I-I love you t-too…” She squeaks out shyly and he chuckles at how adorable she is.

~time skip~

After they’re both fully recovered, Zeno carries Kitari bridal style to their shared house.

Kitari has been struggling to get used to being a human again so Zeno is going to help her out.

“I know it’s been awhile since you last ate human food so how about we start off small?” He suggests as he gently lays her down on the couch.

She nods shyly, making Zeno smile softly as he leans down to press a soft kiss to her forehead.

With Zeno’s help and guidance, Kitari is able to get used to being a human again.

“I’m so proud of you babe, you’ve done so well..” Zeno says then chuckles softly at how flustered she got when he called her babe.

“Th-thank you my love..” He blushes and smiles then pulls something out of his haori sleeve.

“I-…I uhm… I got you something and made you something…” He hands a very beautiful light blue haori to her and she gasps and smiles brightly before hugging him.

After hugging her back with a smile he takes her hands in his before leading her to a beautiful place near his house, it’s the flower field where they first met.

Kitari gasps softly as she looks around at the beautiful and serene surroundings.

She turns to look at Zeno then sees he’s down on one knee, holding a ring in one hand and Kitari’s hand in the other.

“Z-Zen-?” He cuts her off. “Tari.. I knew from the moment we met that you were special.. I knew you were different and that I just had to talk to you more.. I am so glad I was able to stop you before you could leave, because I have gotten to know the most amazing, beautiful, sweet, and adorable girl in the whole world.. That’s you my lovely.. So.. Kitari Melina, w-will you marry me..?” As he talks he starts to get shyer and shyer, starting to second guess himself. What if she isn’t ready yet?

Zeno locks eyes with Kitari and there are tears in her wide eyes. “Y-yes, of course I’ll marry you!” She exclaims excitedly and he smiles brightly as he slips the ring onto Kitari’s finger then scoops her up into his arms before spinning her around joyfully as both of their laughter fills the air.

“I love you so much Tari!” Zeno exclaims through happy tears then kisses her lips.

“I love you so much too!” Kitari exclaims after they pull away from the kiss.

~the end~

hehe, hope you like that ending Kimmie:3

#random posts from larz #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #teehee #meow #larz writes #oc x oc #kitari melina #zeno arakawa #zentari

14 notes · View notes

maladaptive-ninja-returns · 2 years ago

Text

It’s The Avengers (04x07)

Loki x Reader Avengers The Office AU (Slowwwwww Burn)

Season 4 Episode 07: My Ride or Die

Series Summary: Living in the Avengers facility post-apocalypse in a better timeline Tony Stark has decided to capture every moment by pulling The Office on the Avengers. All of the housemates are pretty used to the idea except for you, who had just come here to finish her degree, and the newest member- Loki.

Warnings: that there is no fluff content...just an ominous sound of some mystery

Word Count: I know it’s a small chapter but I wanted to wish @tarithenurse a happy birthday and thought of putting this up as a birthday gift? I hope you like it Tari. I love you!

MASTERLIST in bio, darlings. Tags are open (check bio)

The camera recorded the silence looming in the private jet with all the Avengers present in that small space. One could hear the clinking of ice with the glass that Ned held in his hand with his pinky out. Half of them slept; Pepper and Tony enjoying a cat nap while holding hands, Bucky snoring in his seat at the back, Wanda dozing off on Vision's shoulder, Bruce murmuring something in his sleep while Natasha softly patted his head with what one would dare say was a hint of a soft smile. Scott and Pietro were out cold, never even budging when the jet hit a little ten-second turbulence. Clint slept like a 'dad'. Arms crossed, head bobbing in and out of sleep, popping his eyes open at any foreign sound.

The other half were busy in their own world. Peter and Ned were sipping their ice water with their headphones on, binging the latest episodes of One Piece. Vision watched Cocomelon. Natasha put on a crime documentary. Steve kept looking out of the window and clicking pictures of whichever cloud he fancied. Sam was lost in his copy of They All Fall Down by Rachel Howzell Hall. And you. You were reading something on your phone. The null expression on your face was not giving away anything. Nada. Zilch. Loki sat next to you, finally getting to adjust his legs, sliding down in his seat and letting out a big sigh before closing his eyes. The camera seemed to settle just there, with you and Loki in the frame, as if waiting for something. You would wriggle your nose, take a deep breath in between and adjust yourself in your seat, scratch an itch on your arm or neck, but you never looked up from your phone. The camera panned in a little. Loki's arm, supporting his chin, went limp and fell in his lap. His head kept shifting to his right to fall on your shoulder eventually. Your body jerked just the slightest. You looked away from your phone and into the camera lens with eyes a bit surprised. You did not move even an inch, frozen in that position in your seat, your face looking like it was trying its best not to scream. Or cry.

Half Hour Later- On the Airport A shriek of 'Oh My Fu****g God!' came out of the ladies' washroom and a minute later you walked out from that direction, refreshed. Your legs did seem a little wobbly though. The camera pans out and zooms in on a very shaken Steve standing in the back with a hint of worry.

The SUVs all had their dashboard cameras recording the avengers getting in. The vehicle you were in had Scott, Loki, Peter and Sam- who was still buried in his book. All three cars left the airport for a scenic view back home. Your face was stuck on the window, smiling at something only you knew. "Oh-" your eyes caught something outside, "a big wheel!" Everyone turned in the direction you were looking. "Must be a local fair," Ned chimed in, looking at the big wheel and balloons floating in the air. You hummed. "I've never been to one of those." Without wasting a second, Scott leaned forward and switched a button. "Hey, Tony. Y/N says she's never been to a local fair." A screech of tires came from the front before the cars in front started to turn towards the fairgrounds. "Everybody go stretch their legs. We'll leave in about an hour or so." Tony had not finished talking when the camera caught Scott running past him. "I call dibs on the bumper car driver seat!!" he yelled, still running straight for the gate. You, Peter, Ned, Bucky, Pietro and Wanda looked at each other for barely a second before dashing in Scott's direction, giggling and screaming. The camera focused back on Tony, who was disappointed but not surprised. "Oh, come on! That's not fair!!!" the camera could hear Scott yell in the background. Tony looked straight at the camera while Natasha joined him. "Tony, I don't think they know they have to buy tickets."

Inside the Fair Grounds The grounds were relatively quiet, giving the people present there a sight to remember- the avengers walking about casually, wondering which game to play first. You squealed, running towards a stall with toy guns kept on the counter and three sections made at the back. One with balloons, the other made of moving animated targets and the last one a pinwheel with a bunch of heroes and villains painted on them. "I want to try this one," you stated excitedly, taking the toy rifle in your palms. "What do I win and how do I win it?" The camera saw Loki and Clint follow you towards the stall, standing behind you as the man at the counter explained you'll win a stuffed animal for making seven shots out of ten. You nodded with sheer thrill before tilting your head a little. "And how do I shoot from this?" The camera saw Clint breathe in to start with his in-built instruction manual to help teach you a thing or two about guns. "Aw, let me teach you, babygirl." A voice came from next to you, beating Clint to it. A well-built white boy with a snarky smile showing unsettlingly white teeth took a step towards you and grabbed the rifle from your hands. "Just know that you're learning from the best marksman here," he chuckled and moved closer to you. You looked in confusion towards Clint, mouthing 'best marksman?'. Before he could plant himself behind you, the camera caught Loki grabbing the back of your shirt and pulling you away from the boy and towards himself, letting Clint gladly take your place. "Come," Clint declared with a smile, wrapping his hands around the rifle and never looking away from that boy's stunned face, "I'll be your baby girl."

The Roller Coaster "I'll pay you seven dollars to whoever rides this coaster with me," Ned declared at the entry gate of the ride. Scott high-fived him and walked in with Bucky right behind him. Sam followed, the book still in his hand as he seated himself in between the two. "I'll take it!" you announced. "Woah!" Peter tried to stop you. "I thought you suffered from nausea whenever you got on one of these." You nodded and smiled. "But I need seven dollars to visit the ghost house and buy a laser pointer." Peter blinked and stared at you with disbelief before looking at the camera.

Peter: You are the daughter of a Billionaire, Y/N!! *raises his hands in disbelief* The camera pans out to show you standing right behind him. Y/N: *whispers close to Peter's ear* Tell that to my traumatised childhood *Peter lets out a shrill scream before jumping away from you*

Four Hours Later Your cackle filled the Facility grounds as everyone walked through the concrete path to get to the building. "Yeah, I think Bucky enjoyed the Pendulum the most," Natasha declared. The camera cut to the footage of Bucky screaming in the pendulum, calling out for Steve as the teens sitting next to him looked at him in awkward silence. Everyone burst out laughing. "No-" Clint tried to complete his sentence through chuckles- "but he got nothing on Scott in the haunted house." Another footage plays of Scott jumping into Vision's arms when the Nun from the Conjuring franchise jumps out at him. The ant-man proceeds to cry for a few seconds. "Should we go back, Scott?" Vision asks. "No," Scott wails, "keep walking. I want that candy at the end of this house." The guffaws and giggles echoed through the night sky. Javier's camera noticed you pressing an inevitable smile as you looked at the God walk at the very back of the pack, smiling with the others. "Now, now, Natasha. That does not mean we'll forget you almost burned down the Chilli Station," Loki purred and everyone else howled. Wanda nodded and high-fived Loki for reminding everyone of that incident. The camera caught your smile again.

You: How was today? *tilt your head* *smirk* Surprising. The footage of Loki falling asleep on your shoulder plays. Thrilling too, I'd say...

The frame cuts to Loki sitting next to you on the roller coaster and letting out curses the moment your ride reached the top of the track. "You okay?" you ask him in a whisper. He is breathless at this point. "Loki?" You put your hand on his knee, jerking him out of a trance. "Huh? Yeah. I'm fine. It's just that I forgot how much I despise heights and...and falling down." Without giving it much thought, you shook his sweaty hand away from the support in front of him and wrapped your fingers around his. "Hey...I'm here with you. If at any point you feel like it's not going well just teleport your way to the ground. Easy as-" "And leave you in this death machine alone? I'd rather die," the God objected in a single breath, stopping yours for a moment there. The rest of the ride seemed to go in slow motion as everyone screamed and cried around you, as Loki cursed the Norns and the Midgardians; and you just looked at the face of the entity who made sure to rest a hand at your end of the cart to prevent you from falling off (if that ever were to happen).

And...um...it was beautiful too *you licked your lips*

Javier's camera saw you waste fifty dollars on the rifle game to finally win the biggest plushie on that counter- Ice Bear from Bare Bears- and sneak to the back of the stalls and text someone. A few seconds later, Loki came to your spot, only to be handed the Ice Bear to him. "Hug him, you'll feel better," you advised, pushing the plush into his arms before running away to join Wanda for a ring toss game. Loki stood there, perplexed.

The frame came back to you sitting in the recording room trying to hold back moisture in your eyes by smiling and cursing a bit. You: *rubbing your face with your hands* I can't hold it in, Javi. I have got too much love bubbling inside me now. *inhale* *lock eyes with the camera* I'm...I'm gonna confess my feelings to him, Javier. A sound comes from behind the camera. The lens captures your expression going from a tender lovestruck fool to a concerned friend. "What's wrong?" you seemed to be looking behind the camera in Javier's direction, tilting your head to get a better look at him. A sniff can be heard now. You are slowly getting up from your seat, brows furrowed with concern. "Javi, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Late Night Snores of tired Avengers could be heard from the dorms to the Lounge. Friday's lounge clock tick sweetly on the wall while one single camera sat on the kitchenette island and recorded Sam sitting on the sofa turning to the last page of the book. His bloodshot eyes bore into the final page, reading the lines over and over again till he seemed to absorb whatever emotions they were meant to tickle in him. Closing the book, he gently kept it on the coffee table and brought his palms to his lips, sitting there like that for the next three minutes before finally letting out a crackled, "Holy f*****g shit!"

#loki x y/n #loki x female reader smut #loki x you #loki fluff #loki series #MCU #mcu loki #mcu fluff #mcu fanfiction #loki fanfic #mcu loki fanfic #It's The Avengers #the office au #Maladaptive Ninja Returns

65 notes · View notes