#you ever think about mjolnir being his weapon

[ragnrok]

imagine being jane foster and being so important to a god who has seen 232493492348234928 lives pass but she's the single most important human

[comicaurora]

What are your thoughts on guardians vol.3? (If you have watched it) I went into it, expecting it went to the garbage like the rest of the mcu, but I was pleasantly surprised by its creativity, trope subversion, and how it wrapped up the previously unresolved arks of its characters.

That's what I've heard!

The thing is, Guardians 3 could be the most transcendent work of cinema ever made, and I'd probably still feel little to no motivation to watch it at this point. It's not Guardians's fault - it's just suffering from the same problem that superhero comics have been struggling with for decades: no matter how good an individual arc or run is, absolutely nothing good lasts or matters in the long term, and the stories are shaped in such a way that "the long term" is the only thing anyone gets to build towards.

Whenever I complain about the MCU I get a handful of people loudly complaining about my complaining, with the general thesis that if I don't like it I shouldn't watch it or talk about it - if I'm not having fun, just stop engaging with it. And the thing is, I have. I am intellectually interested in why this massive franchise is fumbling the bag so hard, which is why I still check in on it sometimes, but I've long since stopped turning to the MCU for uncritical entertainment. And even the good movies or shows with a lot of interesting ideas - good character arcs, fun concepts, interesting planting for future payoff - don't draw me in anymore, because they're hooked into a massive moneymaking machine that will scrap and squander anything if they think it'll make them more in the quarter. It doesn't matter how good the writing is, because the writers are not allowed to tell a complete, finished story, and they have no control over what happens to their characters outside of their own script.

Captain America's arc was set up from literally minute one to answer one burning question at the core of his character: does a world without a war still need Captain America? After that incredibly basic tee-up at the end of First Avenger, half a dozen movies failed to come up with a reason to say "yes," and now Steve is retired for good after getting fumbled through four different storylines that couldn't even pretend that they needed him (the unused Chekhov's Phone from the end of Civil War still haunts me). The foundational arc of his entire character never happened because nobody bothered to keep track of it past a single movie.

Taika did something interesting with Thor in Ragnarok - take away Mjolnir, force him to recognize what it means to be the god of thunder, give him a very Odin-y missing eye - and the very next movie undid all of it. Just kidding, never mind, here's an eye and a new weapon and also his old weapon again, and in one more movie we're even gonna give him his hair back, probably as an apology for all the completely unironic fatphobia we're gonna slather him in for two and a half hours. I'm not even surprised Love And Thunder was such an overblown mess that barely took itself seriously - why would Taika bother trying to give Thor another arc when the powers that be will just roll it back in six months anyway?

I hear Rocket Raccoon has a fantastic arc in this movie. That's great, and demonstrates that he's being written by a writer that deeply cares about him. But he's part of the MCU, and the MCU doesn't let anything end, so if current patterns hold, Rocket is going to continue to serve as quippy plushie-bait for the next dozen movies and none of that depth is going to come through in the long term. Hell, since they're making Kang noises for the Next Big Threat and Kang's entire gimmick is rewriting timelines, literally none of this is guaranteed to matter. By next year, it might not have even happened anymore.

The MCU has successfully shaped itself into a paradigm where the bright spots of good writing are overridden and lost as soon as the writers room turns over, and that makes it really hard for me to muster up the enthusiasm to watch even a really good movie that's locked into the exact same grist mill as everything else. I'm glad people liked it, I hope it gets to stay good this time - I just have no desire to watch it.

[serenastark-official]

⚡️07: How to Get Through a Conversation with Thor Without Hearing His Entire Life Story⚡️

(A Survival Guide by Serena Stark, Professional Sarcastic Genius & Part-Time Asgardian Damage Control Specialist)

Alright, folks, if you’ve ever been trapped in a conversation with Thor Odinson, you already know why this guide exists.

The guy means well, but if you ask him a simple question—like “Hey, how’s it going?”—suddenly you’re knee-deep in a heroic saga involving frost giants, some obscure Asgardian goat, and at least one time he “valiantly vanquished a foe” with Mjolnir (which, let’s be honest, happens every Tuesday).

So, to save your precious time and sanity, I present: The Official How-Not-to-Be-Here-for-Hours Guide.

Step 1: Don’t Ask Open-Ended Questions

You’d think this is basic conversation etiquette, but no—not with Thor.

❌ What you don’t ask:

“What have you been up to?” → Congrats, you just unlocked a three-hour retelling of his last battle.

“How’s Asgard?” → A dramatic tale of loss, rebirth, and some existential crisis about being king.

“What’s new?” → An ancient prophecy, at least one Valkyrie anecdote, and a side rant about Loki.

✔️ What you ask instead:

“Do you want another beer?” → Answer is always “Aye!” and you’re free.

“Want to see me race Peter in the Iron Suit?” → Boom. Distracted.

“Did Loki do something dumb again?” → You’ll get a short laugh and a nod. Crisis averted.

Step 2: Use Distractions to Your Advantage

Thor is like a golden retriever—easily entertained by anything loud, shiny, or involving food.

Food Diversion: Offer him a snack. He will pause to eat. Use this time to escape.

Battle Talk Trap: Mention a new weapon Tony’s working on. He’ll immediately go bug Tony instead.

Challenge Him: “I bet you can’t finish your drink before I do.” Now it’s a competition. He’s busy.

Bonus: If Loki is in the room, just casually say his name. Thor will immediately forget you exist and start looking for him.

Step 3: The Strategic Exit Plan

If, despite all efforts, you’re still caught in a full-length Asgardian epic, deploy one of these exit strategies:

🚨 The “Emergency Call” Escape

Pretend CARLOS is calling you.

Bonus points if you say, “Oh no, Emma's messing with the suit settings again.” He’ll nod solemnly and let you go.

🚨 The “I Have to Do Science” Excuse

Look serious. Mutter something about quantum mechanics.

Thor won’t question it because he respects science (and doesn’t understand it).

🚨 The “Vanishing Act”

If all else fails, just slowly back away while he’s mid-sentence. If you do it confidently enough, he won’t notice.

Step 4: The Nuclear Option—Turn It Back on Him

If Thor refuses to stop talking, flip the script.

🔥 Ask him about something confusing.

“So, can you explain how Mjolnir’s enchantment works with the laws of physics?”

“If Asgardians age slower, how do your birthdays work?”

“Would you still be able to lift Mjolnir if you turned evil for five minutes, or does it auto-drop?”

Now he’s confused and will either (A) stop talking or (B) get distracted thinking about it. You win either way.

In Conclusion:

Thor is a great guy, but sometimes, you just don’t have three hours to hear about the time he single-handedly wrestled a kraken or whatever. With these proven strategies, you’ll be in and out of conversations faster.

And if all else fails? Wong has a portal open somewhere. Use it.

You're welcome. ⚡️

[themculibrary]

Fics Written Before 2014 Masterlist

99 problems (and the dice ain't one) (ao3) - kellifer_fic steve/tony, clint/phil, bruce/darcy T, 10k

Summary: Tony's life is almost perfect. He lives in a converted warehouse full of friends (and one frenemy), has a job that leaves him plenty of time to think about other things and a regular Friday night campaign. If his best friend, Steve Rogers, hadn't moved away to New York and left him behind, then perfection would've been achieved.

Tony can roll with the punches though and he's almost all the way over that little bump in the road (shut up Bruce, he totally is) when Steve moves back, looking taller and broader and more confident than ever and Tony's left with a converted warehouse full of friends (and one frenemy), a job that leaves him plenty of time to think about other things, a regular Friday night campaign and the uncomfortable realization that maybe he's in love with his best friend and has been since he was sixteen.

All the Small Things (ao3) - haku23 steve/tony T, 3k

Summary: Steve gets zapped by a weird, alien ray and is changed back to regular old pre-serum Steve Rogers. Tony reacts differently than Steve would've liked.

Engaging the Enemy (ao3) - tsukinofaerii steve/tony T, 22k

Summary: Iron Man is one of the more persistent villains that the Ultimates face, with a special fondness for one Captain America. As Steve starts to findout more and more about him, the lines between hero and villain begin to blur. Sometimes, you don't have to be on the right side of the law to be in the right.

Even a Miracle Needs a Hand (ao3) - victoria_p (musesfool) clint/darcy G, 11k

Summary: When Darcy takes Clint home for the holidays as her fake boyfriend, he charms his way into the family, and into her pants heart.

Four (Or Five) Reasons for Kidnapping Tony Stark (ao3) - scifigrl47 steve/tony, clint/phil T, 78k

Summary: There are four reasons for kidnapping Tony Stark. Tony's sick of all of them. Well, there's potentially a fifth, but it's highly unlikely that Captain America will suddenly fulfill THAT fantasy. Tony's deeply disappointed about that.

Steve Rogers, as always, is oblivious. At least, that is, until someone who isn't him kidnaps Tony. Then he's just pissed.

He Ain't Heavy (He's Our Villain) (ao3) - goodboots jane/thor, loki/sif, clint/darcy N/R, 11k

Summary: In which Thor is foolishly loyal, Darcy still wants her iPod back, and Loki redeems himself, or something.

Hope is Not a Course of Action (ao3) - thatdamneddame clint/phil T, 12k

Summary: Clint loved Natasha like he loved a lot of stupid ideas.

Semaphore (ao3) - DevilDoll steve/tony, pepper/tony, steve/bucky, peggy/steve E, 40k

Summary: "I’m trying to like you, Tony. You’re just making it very hard." Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

the best of life is but intoxication (ao3) - kellifer_fic clint/darcy, jane/thor, steve/tony G, 4k

Summary: Where Steve and Darcy are platonic BFFs and Tony and Clint just aren't buying it.

The coming storm is gonna be a crazy ride (ao3) - twistedingenue clint/darcy, jane/thor M, 26k

Summary: Darcy manages to actually graduate, and things go downhill from there. There being crossing the stage. That's when it starts sucking.

The Joke (ao3) - Imbecamiel G, 7k

Summary: Steve's not usually oblivious - far from it, in fact. But he does have his moments.

Like when he didn't realize that the team was actually serious when they talked about Mjolnir being a magical weapon that only Thor could lift.

The Long Dark Night That Follows (ao3) - james clint/phil G, 6k

Summary: Clint decides it's time to leave the Avengers. Unfortunately, he forgot to tell the Avengers that.

The Only Hope For Me Is You (ao3) - foxxcub clint/phil, phil/pepper M, 11k

Summary: Of course Phil would get into Harvard; he was the valedictorian, student body president, honor society treasurer—it would’ve been a damn miracle if he hadn’t gotten in. In the meantime, Clint had two years of high school left, and Phil was just going to be...gone.

The Sky and Everything Beneath It (ao3) - jibrailis G, 7k

Summary: Steve goes on a road trip to clear his head, but the other Avengers won't leave him alone.

we were emergencies (ao3) - gyzym clint/natasha E, 37k

Summary: It's not about being unmade; it's about remaking, one aching step at a time.

[megashadowdragon]

lu bu vs thor was closer than you think

https://www . reddit . com/r/ShuumatsuNoValkyrie/comments/jodxkf/lu_bu_vs_thor_was_closer_than_you_think/

I think people often downplay Lu Bu’s performance against Thor. The god certainly came out a lot less damaged than most other gods that fought after him and Lu Bu lost the upper hand pretty quickly compared to the other fights.

However, I don’t think people understand that Thor HAD to be that uninjured, and even then he took a lot more damage than you think.

Unlike most fights in the series, Lu Bu’s the only human we’ve seen thus far to have only landed 1 direct hit on his opponent. Following fighters like Adam, Jack and Raiden all landed several direct hits on their gods, hundreds in Adam and Jack’s case, yet they didn’t seem to do enough damage to put their gods down. Sasaki‘s the only exception but I doubt Poseidon’s really known for his durability. But Lu Bu only ever landed 1: the slash to Thor’s chest.

Here’s the thing about that slash however: it should have killed him.

Shallow slashes to the chest don’t just gush our blood like a fountain. That only ever happens when major arteries are hit.

As we can see from these panels 

I think people often downplay Lu Bu’s performance against Thor. The god certainly came out a lot less damaged than most other gods that fought after him and Lu Bu lost the upper hand pretty quickly compared to the other fights.

However, I don’t think people understand that Thor HAD to be that uninjured, and even then he took a lot more damage than you think.

Unlike most fights in the series, Lu Bu’s the only human we’ve seen thus far to have only landed 1 direct hit on his opponent. Following fighters like Adam, Jack and Raiden all landed several direct hits on their gods, hundreds in Adam and Jack’s case, yet they didn’t seem to do enough damage to put their gods down. Sasaki‘s the only exception but I doubt Poseidon’s really known for his durability. But Lu Bu only ever landed 1: the slash to Thor’s chest.

Here’s the thing about that slash however: it should have killed him.

Shallow slashes to the chest don’t just gush our blood like a fountain. That only ever happens when major arteries are hit.

As we can see from these panels 

That wound isn’t shallow, it blood was spurting out like a damn fountain. We saw Raiden take a similar hit and how that left him reeling in pain. The only reason why he didn’t die was because the cauterizing of the wound technically saved him from bleeding out.

So why did Thor barely react to it?

Simply put, I believe all gods have far higher surviving power than humans. Zeus’s neck was literally snapped yet he got up and went Adamas like his neck was never broken in the first place (didn’t even need a cast for it post battle). And Heracles was not only stabbed in countless places multiple times but also lost an arm all the while his tattoos, whom would cause excruciating pain from a mere 1mm growth, practically doubled in coverage.

He have seen equally deep cuts kill people before, heck, Sasaki died from a similar cut in his past life. Granted it was a cross shaped slash and you could argue his cut was deeper, but the fact is that the cut killed Sasaki practically instantly while Thor barely flinched.

What I’m trying to get across here is that Thor’s wound WAS fatal for human standards, and that he just walked it off on the principal of, well, being a god.

The the fact that Lu Bu could land such a fatal blow to with so little effort Thor while so many direct hits from Raiden couldn’t even shake up Shiva just shows how easily Lu Bu could have killed Thor had he had an opening. Because I seriously doubt Thor would survive a direct hit from a Sky Eater to the head.

In the end, it all came down to weapons. Thor’s Mjolnir was literally one of weapons strongest weapons. It was a nuke that made other nukes look like firecrackers. Pretty sure if both sides had weapons of equal quality, the fight would have been far closer.

My point of Lu Bu’s fight being a lot closer than it actually is rests on the fact that both sides had an equal amount of capability to kill each other, so unlike most fight, where it’s basically a man with a gun vs a tank, this fight was more like a man with a gun vs a man with a mini nuke. Both sides could kill each other with the pull of a trigger unlike a man vs a tank, where the man must aim at the specific weak spots like the gas tanks just to stand a chance.

reddit comments

I think Lubu could have beaten Thor if he just dodged and continue to acumulate cuts on Thors body instead of competing with him, but I guess thats the difference between him and Sasaki

Yeah. If Lu Bu continued fighting like he was doing he probably would have won, but instead he tried his best against Thor's best and just so happens that Thor was overall stronger. But really, Lu Bu was better at everything else to the point of making the thunder berserker retreat.

[beeejayy]

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ 😇🧸👻👽💤💝🫂💔🪢👗📓🔪🌟🥇🍫🎭❤️‍🔥💄🖕😺😬😭😶

Marie mjolnir soul eater (apologies for so many, I understand if you don’t have much as most people don’t tend to think about marie)

I smiled seeing this because I love Marie . And this many emojis shows you do as well LMAO

This is longer than the spirit one sooo

🏳️‍🌈 a sexuality hc- this woman is a lesbian. There's nothing else to it. She definitely pushed her "I need to be straight" thing onto Stein and had a pretend crush I forget the word for it though.

🏳️‍⚧️ a gender hc- I dooonnnt think she's trans (btw if you do I love that she deserves it) BUT girl does have a lot of body hair. That doesn't mean she's trans or whatever it's normal for anyone to have body hair I just wanna talk about it lol. She gets insecure about her body and such when there's a woman who she likes.

😇 a hc about her religion/lack thereof- okay okay so I don't think she grew up as religious as Spirit did. She probably does have a cross in her house and has faith and shit it just doesn't mean every decision she makes is around it. She totally went to church every Sunday tho.

🧸 a hc about her childhood- Marie was a only child and totally was spoiled to be perfect. She NEEDED to be a straight A student and NEEDED to be straight. Just a lot of responsibilities. Her parents definitely bragged about her looks and how she behaved to the neighbors. By her teenage years and getting puberty her parents would shame her for her sudden change in weight/hair. They were dicks about her chest size. She was a young kid when she found out about her being a weapon. I feel like her father was also a weapon, her parents supported her there and she did a lot of manual things in her childhood.

👻 a hc about what scares her- losing the people she cares about. Marie's whole thing is being a empath LMAO. She's very insecure and she does fear dying alone. (another thing she has in common with spirit....😒)

🎶 a hc about music- she LOVES radio music. She's like every mom she will listen to those sad break up songs and genuinely feel connected to them she will sing around the house she will sing in the shower she's always humming a tune.

👽 a hc about a weird quirk of hers- JUST SAY AUTISTIC. Anyways.. she'll chew on her nails, she'll pull on her hair when she's stressed and sometimes play with the band of her eyepatch

💤 a hc about her sleep- she has stuffed animals, she likes holding things in her sleep, she'll even hold a pillow. Marie gets REALLY cold in her sleep and just pile blankets. She's a light sleeper anything can wake her up tbh...

🦾 a disability hc- her eye. Even after how long she's had an eye patch she still has trouble using only one eye. Sometimes she'll trip over things, it's not obvious though just a minor inconvenience.

💝 a hc about her love language- DEFINITELY physical touch. She wants to hold hands, she wants to give kisses and hugs LET HER!!!!!!!! Another one would just be spending time with another. Marie just wants to be loved.

🫂 a friendship hc- well since I mentioned the Spirit and Marie one last post I'll talk about Marie and Stein. They ARE besties. Stein feels comfortable with her he genuinely likes her!!! Neither of them will ever feel romance for the other or any sexual desire. They're just friends, Marie can talk to Stein freely about ANYTHING (to his dismay....) she cares about him deeply and on her bad days WISHES they could like each other romantically because she really just wants to be "normal" and have a family.

💔 an angst hc- oh boy. She definitely had a crush on Maka's mom. I've talked about this A LOT. Marie is a pushover when it comes to her crushes, she despises Spirit to just be able to do the shit she wishes she could do, he had a family with Kami, a child too, got married and then he threw it away! How could he do that? To the best woman ever, to the love of Marie's life! Marie longs and wishes she could be with Kami. It's quite sad. She'll never get over her first crush.

🪢a hc about her family- I feel like Marie's parents would be disgusted if they knew/found out about her eye. They're very judgy about looks. They want her to be their perfect little girl! She can't grow up and if she DOES grow up she should marry a man.

📓 a hc about her hobby- she probably likes to scrapbook. She doesn't take pictures so uses the academy year books and photos she finds around the place. Let a girl have fun!!!!

👗 a hc about her clothes- Marie honestly likes wearing things that are black, yellow or pink. She likes her zigzag shape she feels like it's a part of her and doesn't like change much. Pink is an exception tho she loves pink.

🔪 a hc relating to fighting/violence- considering she's a death scythe I feel she is VERY VERY capable of fighting but she isn't violent she will try to find a more humane way to deal with things. That being said she's definitely had a human soul before.

🌟 a hc about her desires/wishes- she makes it VERY clear that she wants to be a mom and a wife. I don't have anything to add...she knows what she wants.

🏅 a hc about what she's good at- honestly, being there for people. She may not like it but she's a good teacher, a good person to go to for help. Over all she's just pure hearted.

🍫 a hc about food- uhh I have no idea I'm not much of a food person so I have nothing to go off of. Marie likes to go out when eating food, she likes the fancy shit.

🎭 a hc about what she lies about- HER SEXUALITY!!!! 🗣️

❤️‍🔥a romantic hc- Marie is VERY romantic. She's a hopeless romantic she makes it VERY clear that she wants to be loved and to give love. Marie would be a GOOD partner, maybe a bit overbearing and overly attached but STILL!!!!!

💄an appearance hc- Marie is a gal who likes her appearance! She likes dressing up, to wear makeup! She likes feeling pretty!!!!

🖕 a hc relating to anger- okay. She's been shown to be violent when angry, without thinking if you're an asshole she'll just punch without thinking. Don't be a jerk, don't ruin her fun that's just not cool.

🐱 an animal related hc- her favorite animals are dogs, she will stop to pet EVERY puppy. She has to avoid shelters or she'll want to keep every dog. She also likes cats but not as much as dogs.

😬 a hc about the worst things she's done- oh okay I could go on about shit like this but this is getting WAY too fucking long. Marie is a flawed woman, something I could think of is her being such a people pleaser, she's probably done things she didn't want to do especially in battle.

😭 a hc about the worst thing that happened to them- definitely whatever happened to her eye.

😶 a random hc- Marie found out she was a hammer because her dad was looking for a hammer and her hand kinda turned into one and she hammered in the nail while he was gone. She was VERY young when this happened

[maguro13-2]

Darkness Reborn Reboot ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Final Chapter Pt. 8

*At Downtown Minneapolis*

Marie Mjolnir : I can't wait to see what my new ipad can do. This is probably the best of technology in the world. I got it from the Apple Store at the mall of America or even in downtown. But what did Azusa said something about using it properly?

*flashback*

Azusa : That "buying me a tablet from the app store" thing has cost me a lot of money and it's going to make it a month to have some insurance, so you better use it wisely or else that insurance is coming out of your pay.

*flashback ends*

Marie Mjolnir : No wonder I was told by her to look after it. I can probably take care of this right thing if it's cost me money. Don't worry, I'll make it up to her by the end of week. It could be reasoning that the whole Demon Weapon thing has gone out of control. Unless we aren't demon weapons.

Azusa : Ah, Marie, the Vikings fan of Minnesota. So how do you like that "new" Ipad of yours?

Marie Mjolnir : It's great! It's gonna saved me a lot of money!

Azusa : Good. I'm glad you liked it. Because that thing costs me money! I have to tell the boss that I am needed to get all that paperwork done. Being secretary is really hard work, I get no zero respects that we're no longer working for the DWMA, Truth from FMA is exposing them for personal cover ups around the world.

Marie Mjolnir : So I am 100% sure that all of it's members, it's employees, were actually revealed that the school called the DWMA is really a part of the World Heroes Force, an organization led by Shinra Kusakabe, who had his "heartless" keeping the truth out of the public eye. Now I understand everything from Soul Eater, Shinra's legacy was Soul Eater's beginning, it influenced us to protect humanity, but now I realized that we've been puppets on a string from the start.

Azusa : It's true. Who knew that Shinra was formerly the supreme commander of the organization? So you're getting it, eh?

[Near's theme plays]

Marie Mjolnir : Huh? What do you mean?

Azusa : What i'm saying is, we're not even demons neither Ashley's people calls us. It's simple that us calling the Demon Weapons were actually bones made from the kid, Shotaro. It's coming to the final piece of the puzzle. It turns out that the owner and leader of the DWMA, is actually a enslaved kid from the author's fist manga, the second hero of the Ohkuboverse, Shotaro the Dokeshi.

Marie Mjolnir : So that kid named Shotaro is behind all of that? But why on earth would he create the weapons that are us?

Azusa : Becuase he was uncovering the secrets of Soul Eater's truth. He was going to expose the school as frauds that protected the boy's legacy for over a year. It was hardly the only gift that was ever left from the Ohkuboverse when the Time Eater destroyed it.

Marie Mjolnir : So...It was erased, ceased to exist, but how did we exist here in the Real World? That's an odd conclusion on whatever did to that universe, never made it out alive or perhaps someone manage to escape the Universe's expungement by using the ocaring to play the song of time. Now I'm getting it somewhere.

Azusa : You think so too, Marie?

Marie Mjolnir : I just realized something. Shinra's man-made son isn't a God, it was a heartless that was using as tools or pawns in a corrupt game. Lord Death isn't Lord Death, the Shinigami we knew was his slave, his real name is Darkside Death. That's the entity who was only using us the entire time.

Azusa : You'd think!? So the forces of evil and the conflict between humans and witches...were part of a corrupt game as well?

Marie Mjolnir : Indeed.

Azusa : Why that effin' son of a b*tch! Who does he think he is messing one's people?! We should respect our people too, you know! So this whole conflicting with each of our kind is literally stupid! If wasn't for Maka being in that stupid coma, we would've been dealing with all of that kinda of crap in the first place! Ever since that Legacy made us to defend humanity as the weapons we know, things in the real world starting to get crazy since Shinra's influence made us realize that we were too careless or being self-centered!

Marie Mjolnir : It's preposterous. I agree that we might get it on something. If we can defend something from the true force of evil that is the darkness in all of our hearts, we could find those answers that Truth might win this time. But hey, I can sense a strange feeling...

*Heartbeating+Heart monitoring*

Marie Mjolnir : I can feel it. It's someone's heart.

*DBZ SFX : Surprise*

Marie Mjolnir : It's coming from the cathedral! Down in Downtown St Paul! Quick, Azusa Yumi! We better get there in time! But if we don't make it, Minnesota will be done for! We better find out what's going at the cathedral!

Azusa Yumi : Okay!

*both hop on the motorcycle*

[The Grow Strained Moment by Michiru Yamane]

Marie Mjolnir : Hang on tight!

Azusa Yumi : R-Roger!

*Motor runs off*

Marie Mjolnir : Heh! This is a sweet ride to get to the cathedral on time!

Azusa Yumi : Yeah, but the traffic in the city is down bad!

Marie Mjolnir : But we're about to past through it!

Azusa Yumi : Here goes nothing!

Marie Mjolnir : Yahoo!

Azusa Yumi : Hey, try not to crash this thing, but this is really wild ride!

Marie Mjolnir : Hope you're willing to feel the adrenaline with me, Azusa! Cause it's going for a bumpy ride!

Azusa Yumi : Hope I ain't too nauseated to have a wild ride.

*scene changes to arriving at the Cathedral*

*Tire screeching*

Marie Mjolnir : Alright! We finally made it!

Azusa Yumi : This must be it.

"Cathedral of St. Paul Minnesota*

Marie Mjolnir : Alright. We're going in. Be very quiet, it's the most important sneaky operation to do so.

Azusa Yumi : *nods*

*peaks through the door*

Marie Mjolnir : Hello. Is anyone in there? Hello

Azusa Yumi : Hmmm...The whole place doesn't seem too quiet. Here, I'll get you a direct attention.

Marie Mjolnir : That's my one way ticket. Let's see if anyone's inside the cathedral. Hey, priests. Are you still here. I come from Minneapolis just to see how are you guys doing so well. Maybe, I was wondering if you would--

*opens door all the way*

Marie Mjolnir : *gasped in horror* No way!

Azusa Yumi : What's wrong, Marie? You sound so spooked that the people in this here cathedral are...

[Message by Michiru Yamane]

Azusa Yumi : Sleeping? What happened here? Is everyone in the cathedral all right. I hate the smell of the foul air of darkness, the cathedral hadn't been opened every Sunday.

Marie Mjolnir : We hadn't been coming down to the cathedral since when?

Azusa Yumi : I believe we thought of coming down here in the cathedral on Saturday or Sunday.

Marie Mjolnir : You got that right.

Azusa Yumi : Hey, Yumi. Get a load of this.This must be the priest. He must've died or something before he told us something would might happened at the church.

Marie Mjolnir : So that means...

[Doom's Eye by Jun Senoue]

Azusa Yumi : Everybody's dead.

*Checks pulse*

Azusa Yumi : All of their vital sign dropped to zero. They've lost their light from their hearts.

Marie Mjolnir : But who on earth is doing all the dirty work for the outcomes? Did the Gorgon sisters do this?

Azusa Yumi : No this wasn't by hr Gorgon sisters' doing. It... It's someone else's work.

Marie Mjolnir : But where did anyone get a crazy idea?

Azusa Yumi : This is what we get for protecting that legacy.

*hears footsteps*

Marie Mjolnir : Hey, do you hear that?

Azusa Yumi : Hear what?

Marie Mjolnir : It feels like someone's there.

Azusa Yumi : Hmm? What's this in the priest's hand?

*the dead priest has a Keyblade in his hand*

Azusa Yumi : A Keyblade. I wonder what's it doing here in the cathedral. Why would the priest would want to use a Keyblade to save the others? Hey, Marie? Are you getting something or you got something that is literally bugging you?

Marie Mjolnir : *in horror* No...! It can't be! You were killed in Tokyo six years ago.

Azusa Yumi : Wait, who died in Tokyo six years ago? Come on, Marie. There's no one literally here not even that it's probably just some ghost trying to scare you or something.

Marie Mjolnir : But I don't think that is not a ghost but someone came back to this country to meet us. Yumi, you might wanna turn around and see this.

Azusa Yumi : Alright, Marie! What was it that you wanted to tell me that's--

*DBZ SFX : Surprise*

Marie Mjolnir : Stein!

Azusa Yumi : Stein? As in Dr. Franken Stein!? But what happened to him he did not look like that 10 years ago.

[Mephiles' Whisper by Hideaki Kobayashi]

Stein : Marie. It's me Marie. Good old franken Stein is back from the dead.

Marie Mjolnir : But Stein, you can't be alive, you died! You're dead! How can you still be getting back on your feet?

Stein : I've decided to come back for you.

Marie Mjolnir : Is there a reason why did you come back from the dead, Dr.Stein?

Azusa Yumi : Yeah man! What's the deal? First, I just wanted to know something why did you do all of this? Why did you think that you wanted to kill Medusa that isn't witch, but a heartless born from Darkness. Why would she wanted you to make you go insane? Why protecting Shinra's legacy, the legacy that was the very beginning?

Marie Mjolnir : But...even though that we've been known each other in the past years. I'd still be worrying you about being a russian from a soviet Russia world. But why did you broke up with me? Why on earth did break up with me for Medusa? Why did you care on protecting that legacy, why doing it for shinra?

[Resident Evil 0 OST : ZERO]

Dr. Stein : After our breakup in the 20th century, I realized what the power of the boy's legacy that meant everything for us and Soul Eater. The legacy was the beginning of everything, humans and witches conflicting each other, thought that we were the bad guys. But you're wrong about that. On behalf of the research, I've discovered that the school called the DWMA was part of the boy's former organization, World Heroes Force. But despite the boy's spreading influence, we humans and witches became an arrogant species because of that.

Marie Mjolnir : W-What!? Stein! Do you believe that hurting one's kind is really that bad? Do you wanna risk your life just protect a dumb old legacy!? WHO CARES ABOUT SHINRA!? WHO CARES ABOUT SOUL EATER!? You know nothing about Shinra! His influence was to make us puppets to his man-made son, a heartless who had the keep the truth out of it and make secrets to make the Personal cover ups!?

Dr. Stein : ...

Marie Mjolnir : *clenches fists* Say it...! You're letting these heartless to put an end to this planet! Every story in every world has its end! This is not the difference between me, you, and that heartless snake witch that is ruining our lives! I don't want to work as a tool for the devil's legacy or his son! And I demanded to ask myself to seek into the truth! SPIT IT OUT NOW AND SEEK INTO THE TRUTH! WE ARE TRYING TO SAVE THIS PLANET FROM THE LIKES OF THESE HEARTLESS!

Dr. Stein : ...Maybe you are right. But everyone on this planet is such a fool. Maka, had been too much to be the fool of a hero, her story, her life, her heroism, the shattered resonance within in her heart, everything. She had been risking her own life to be the hero following the boy's footsteps of being a hero. The story, the world, everything in Soul Eater was always a lie, and not just a lie, but a dream.

Marie Mjolnir : A dream? You mean the story and world of Soul Eater was all nothing but a dream.

[Resident Evil 0 OST : ZERO Ver.2]

Dr.Stein : Grim the Hedgehog was afraid that Maka wanted to show how much courage that Shinra had to offer her from his legacy. She was forever to going to be a puppet and was cherished too much. But however, that same day and same time, the Time Eater can have the real Ohkuboverse to be destroyed.

Maka : No please! I just wanted to show the world how much courage I had to offer!

Time Eater : Farewell!

Maka : N-NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

*DBZ SFX : Energy Explosion+Wave*

Maka : SHINRAAAAAAA!!!

*changes back to the present*

Dr. Stein : With the Ohkuboverse expunged, Maka still exists in the real world, but was awoken from a Coma that she was in. Thus, the Ohkuboverse is no more. We it's Inhabitants now lives in the real world for long as we want to.

Marie Mjolnir : Stein...I thought we've been through for around 13 years in the past. It's been so many years. But now, I'm going to take everything back from what Shinra's son stole.

Dr. Stein : Not "steal nor "stolen", reclaiming what is ours for the taking.

[Confrontation with Marcus plays]

Dr. Stein : After the Time Eater and Homura destroyed it, there's only one thing left for me. All of that insanity, all of those crazy stories that lies within the Ohkuboverse, It realize that Madness was just concept from Hercules. But the profound reaches of darkness has finally procreated my only life.

*changes back to Stein*

Dr. Stein : I began to live, thanks to influence of Heartless. Now I have finally began to have our revenge on Homura and the Time Eater, The world and this planet will burn in an spiraling world of hatred! *laughs manically*

Azusa Yumi : You crazy son of a b*tch! You and Shinra's son will pay for what you've done to the truth!

Dr. Stein : If truth was only here, then we'll see which of us is the biggest and somebody on this planet is gonna die! Muhahahahaha--

*suddenly, Dr. Stein goes unstable*

Dr. Stein : *groaning+straining* My...My body! There's something wrong with my body!

Azusa Yumi : Eh?

Marie Mjolnir : What the hell...?

Darkside Death on P.A. : So, Dr. Stein. I entrusted you of becoming Maka's teacher or sensei is what I called what Kakashi sensei is. But you failed to copy him, not even your past mistakes would even call you a mad doctor. But the woman you were in love has broken your heart and now you are forever more human more than what it means to become...Heartless.

Dr. Stein : *strained+retches+vomits out darkness* Curse you, Shinra! This is all your fault for your cursed legacy!! You got me and everyone involved protecting or destroying it! Mark my words, Boy of a devilsh smile, you haven't seen the last of me!

Marie Mjolnir : NO!

Dr. Stein : I thought I would never understand the boy's name. (screams in agony) SHINRAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

*DBZ SFX : Big Aura+Powering up*

Azusa Yumi : Hey, what!?

Darkside Death : Farewell, crazed doctor.

Dr.Stein : *with Dedede's voice* Marie! MARIE, WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME!?! I'M LOOSING MY SELF!!!

*Dr.Stein starts transforming into a Darkside*

Marie Mjolnir : STEIN!!!

Darkside Stein : (distored voice) Dr. Stein is no more. But you can call me, Darkside Stein, the fusion of HEARTLESS AND FRANKEN STEIN!

Marie Mjolnir : No...No...(yells) NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"It's all burden that the man I used to love...is no more."

"But the darkness in his heart has rotted away"

"Guess I'm forever lonely now..."

"With nobody to love me anymore."

~ Day 7 : Reunion of a Broken Heart ~

[awclintno]

justicedrivcn

  Diana couldn’t help but smile at the memory of their first meeting and how she had forgotten to put away her tiara. It seemed like so long ago despite it not being. The fear crept up again because Diana didn’t know what she would do if she lost Clint but she knew that he wasn’t going to stand down and she couldn’t really ever ask that of him. Nor would she. Diana put her hands up momentarily. It wasn’t like her to just sit back and not leap into action. Especially when people she cared about were in the line of fire. If she had taken down the men before they hurt Johnny then she could’ve prevented him now being injured but that was a way of thinking she couldn’t allow herself to fall into. Diana leaned into the kiss now as she held him there for a moment to just allow herself to get lost for that brief second despite the chaos that surrounded them now. She stared into his eyes when he pulled back and nodded, “I know.” That was all she could say in that moment because they both had to believe it was going to be okay. They had to. She quickly reacted to him telling her to duck and heard the breaking of the plate as she glanced over her shoulder and then back at him, “You don’t have your bow with you?” She asked now concerned again. “Do you need me to clear you a path?” 

"It was supposed to be a party! I set my paranoia aside for one night, and that's the night this happens? Trust me, I'll never doubt my doubts again!" He was rambling, tossing cutlery, trying to track anything, everything. Going through a mental checklist of his teammates and friends. Steve was with Pepper in the corner, carrying her, why? Was she hurt? The Hulk had streaked by, that was going to be a thing probably. And Kate was somewhere in this crowd, he hadn't spotted her yet. "A path would be great, but I don't think we should move him," Clint shouted back to her, looking over at Johnny. He leaned in close, ducking behind a pillar to catch his breath. "I think we hold here. We don't have to hold forever, Hydra can't win this one. And I can make anything into a weapon. Little trick I learned from my brother, remind me to tell you about Barney sometime." He grabbed a wine glass off a table and held it out to her. "Drink? Before I toss this at an agent's eyeball? No really, I bet you ten bucks I can hit --" Something sounded different. A metallic tang in the air, and Clint saw the blur. He took Diana's hand and pulled her to the other side of the pillar, where he had a better view. It was Mjolnir, whizzing through the air. Straight into Loki's hand. Loki standing in front of Jane, Thor across the room beaming, shouting something. None of them looking the right direction. No one there, but from this distance Clint saw it all. And he tried to shout, but he wasn't fast enough, and then any sound he made was drowned out by the scream that tore from Thor. It was jarring, gut-wrenching. The only thing worse was what caused it. "Loki," Clint breathed, eyes widening. His hand gripped Diana's so tightly, his whole body frozen.

[howtofightwrite]

Hi, I'm not the person that asked about naming weapons. But the question got me thinking: how did weapons like Excalibur and Mjölnir get their name? If they're named like "people" would, if I'm understanding it right, then do those names have a meaning? Were those names ever a human name or are they derived from something? Is it like naming someone Rose, which derives from flowers, I guess? And could someone choose any name or does it need to be a specific name...like...an extreme example: instead of wanting to name the sword Excalibur, what if they just named it Peter because whoever named it liked that name better? Hope this all makes sense! 😖

Both of those names have meanings. Most names given to weapons have some kind of meaning, and you've picked two names that have been kicking around for over a thousand years, so the, “modern,” pronunciations are a bit off.

Mjolnir is either named, “lightning,” or, “crush.” It's just not named in English. (It's also not completely clear which translation is correct, and I wouldn't rule out the distant possibility that the name Mjolnir is, in fact, a millennia old pun.)

Excalibur is a bit of a trip, and somewhat better documented. The, “ex,” part came from the French translating Geoffrey of Monmouth. Geoffrey had already mutilated the sword's name when he translated it into Latin as Caliburnus (which, you'll sometimes see a sword named Caliburn. It's Excalibur, and if they sound a little different, you can thank a twelfth century British cleric.) Except, the sword wasn't originally named Caliburn, it's original name was Caledfwlch (which the spellchecker is extremely unhappy with.) Caledfwlch is Welsh. Caled translates to, “hard,” while, fwlch translates to, “cleft.” (As in, to cut or cleave.) So, through extensive linguistic mutilation, Excalibur was originally named something to the effect of, “hard cut.” If you're wondering why Excalibur originally had a Welsh name, it's because Arthur was originally a Welsh legend. (There's a few other names drawn from the same source, and these all, at least in theory, refer to the same sword, including Kalesvolg, and Kaledvoulc'h. There's also a bunch of variations in the French spelling of Escalibor, which do pop up as different swords from time to time.) One odd exception is Caladbolg, from Irish myth, which also translates to, “hard cleft,” but might actually be a distinct legend.

So, over a thousand years ago, some guy, who probably, but might not have existed, named their sword Hard Cut, which sounded a lot better in their language than ours. Nine hundred years ago, a British cleric decided to translate it into Latin, and may have just made parts of it up as he was going. Then some French monks tried translating that name into French, but, being French monks from the 11thcentury, they maintained a somewhat flexible relation with consistent spelling, and somewhere out of that entire mess, one of those spellings made it back into English as, THE name for the sword.

Also, turns out, some variation of, “hard,” is a very popular choice for naming your sword, as Durendal, the sword of Roland (an officer under Charlemagne, who would later take on mythic status in French epics), also derives from, “hard scythe.” (Again, “hard cut,” is probably a better idiomatic analogue, though there is some debate on the back half of the name, and, “hard strike,” may be more accurate. There's some interesting academic speculation on this one, if you want to dig into these names on your own time.) Also, much like Excalibur, Durendal has a lot of spellings, including Charlemagne referring to the sword as, “Durendana,” intentionally flipping the gender of the blade. Make of that what you will. (Fun trivia: my muscle memory for how to spell the name is not academically correct, and much like all of you who have difficulty typing “Curtana” correctly, I can blame Bungie. Thanks guys.)

So, there's two important takeaways, first, going back to Mjolnir for a second, Norse myth is supposed to be funny. I don't have any academic citations to say, “wait, this might be a pun,” I just have my experience going through compilations of Norse myth, and, it would not be out of character for the material. This is something that gets lost from a lot of myth, and also from a lot of fantasy writing.

Case in point, Odin's spear was named, Gungnir, which translates to, “the rocking,” “shaking,” or “swaying.” It referred to the fear that the weapon instilled in its foes. This wasn't a supernatural power of the weapon itself, but rather an indication of how damn scary the spear was supposed to be. It's actual power was unerring accuracy. If thrown, it would always strike its mark.

A lot of these mythical weapons (at least, Gugnir, Mjolnir, and Excalibur) all had supernatural powers associated with them. Their names reflected those powers. Excalibur could cut through anything, which starts to make Caledfwlch a lot less awkwardly poetic, and far more on point. Now, it's quite possible the name came first and the myth built up from there (especially if it was a real item at some point in the distant past), but the name is an expression in of the myth. This is a lot more apparent with the Norse examples, as their names were references to the artifacts' powers.

So, when writing fantasy, it's okay to name your mythical artifacts something slightly witty, or even roll in a subtle pun, if the mythology of your setting supports that attitude. It's also a good idea to consider giving your mythic weapons distinctive supernatural reputations. It doesn't matter if those reputations are entirely real or the result of centuries of mythological embellishment, but there needs to actually be a myth around your mythic artifact. (And part of the reason Norse myth comes up so frequently is that the Aesir collected artifacts like an unusually homicidal D&D party. There are a lot of weird and wacky artifacts in Norse myth, and each one of them has an entire story about where it came from, and what it does.)

-Starke

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[miss-smutty]

A/N- I've been dubious about writing Thor but I just had to do this, it's been running around my mind for weeks 🙈 I'll be adding this to my Valentine's One-Shot series

Summary- You've been stood up, on valentine's Day or all days. At least you won't be spending the night alone, now Thor finally has you to himself.

Word count- 1, 806

Pairing- Thor x you

Warnings- Swearing, smut, unprotected sex

18+ Only!

Posted: 10th February 2021

⚡ Bolts of Pleasure ⚡

You leant your head on the cold, marble worktop - the coolness easing the pressure of the already lingering tension head ache. How could he stand you up? Today of all day's. 

Somewhere in the distance, over the sound of your own thoughts, you barely hear the sound of the main door sliding open. Nonchalantly wondering who it could be, you knew it wasn't Tony because he was out at dinner with Pepper and you knew this because you were supposed to be there too - a double date. 

Something Pepper had organised because she was the one who set you up with that prick in the first place - you can't even bring yourself to say his name. You should've known dating anyone who wasn't involved in anything within the headquarters would end in trouble anyway.

You assumed the other couples would be out doing other romantic bullshit while you were sure all the other guys were on a mission. So who the hell could it be? 

The kitchen doors opened behind you and by the sounds of the unmistakably heavy foot fall, it was definitely Thor. Neither of you said anything for a noticeably long pause, you didn't even bother to move your head off of the kitchen worktop.

"You do know it's the day of the valentine's, don't you?" Comes Thors booming voice from behind you, trust him to state the obvious.

"Valentine's Day and yes of course I do, why do you think I'm here? Alone. Banging my head against the counter." 

"Please don't do that, I don't want you to hurt yourself" he says with a sincerity in his voice.

"Sarcasm just goes straight over your head doesn't it?" You say, finally standing up to face Thor just so he could see you rolling your eyes at him. You know the statement would be lost to him if he couldn't see your facial expressions.

"Not much can go over my head without me seeing it first, but yes if you say so" ok so even seeing your facial expression didn't work this time. You laugh out loud at his lack of understanding.

"Oh Thor, you do know how to cheer me up" 

"Good. Now you may proceed with your head banging if you so wish" 

Have you always found his ditziness to be so cute or is this a new occurance?

"I'm going to put my head back down but only because I have a banging headache, these pills should kick in soon. Besides now you're here you might as well keep me company" This made Thor smile from ear to ear as you resumed your earlier position.

Unbeknownst to you Thor had walked in to the room to find you bent over, your delicious ass accentuated by those tight leather trousers you were wearing. He'd been hoping to find you here alone, once he'd heard about you being stood up, but wasn't quite sure how to handle how he found you. If he had his way he would have just walked over and made his move straight away but he'd been taught how things work differently here and he's been working so hard on his restraint.

Now you're bent over again and it's making his mind go blank, all he can think about is how he wants to shove his dick into you while he grabs on to those voluptuous cheeks. 

"Thor?" You ask wondering why he's still stood by the doors.

Fuck, the way you say his name makes his fingertips tingle with bolts of electrical current. He wants to hear you scream his name while he's pulling your hair back and slamming his dick between those cheeks until he's balls deep. 

"Your trousers are very tight" You hear Thor's footsteps stop behind you and before you can mutter something about him stating the obvious a moan escapes your lips as a slight bolt of electric soars through your core. Where did that come from? 

Thor still hadn't quite got to grips with controlling his power while he was in the moment - maybe something to do with all the testosterone. His eyes widened, shocked by your reaction but the way he elicited that moan spurred him to continue.

Thor's hands were still gripping your ass as you got your bearings, realising where the shock came from and not hating the idea. You wanted more.

Moving his hands to your hips as you pushed yourself on to his straining cock, gripping on tightly while he pushed himself against you - his head hanging back as he bit his bottom lip and felt the lightning electrify his body.

Fuck me. If you knew sex with Thor would be this amazing you would've made sure it happened a lot sooner. You could feel his body tingling, like a vibration as the currents circulated through his veins,

flowing with the blood into his rather large appendige.

Thor slapped your ass again, accidentally catching your slit with his fingertips. Your pussy clenched as another bolt of pleasure went through you.

"Shit, Thor" you moaned deeply making him groan with desperation.

He's wanted to hear you saying his name, like that, for a while now and isn't disappointed with the way it sounds falling from your lips. Now he won't stop until your screaming his name, begging for him to fuck you into oblivion.

You pushed yourself against his now rock hard cock craving the feel of him inside of you. The vibration hits your clit and sends you over the edge, making you tremble and your knees go weak as you come, hard. Feeling dizzy as you come down.

Thor catches you as you buckle, turning you around and pushing you up against the counter. Your eyes are hooded with need as he handles your body, gripping at your curves with his electric fingers.

Your body jerks everytime he touches you, little does he know that with every touch your pussy clenches building up that deep orgasm once again. Thor's powers leave other men at a major disadvantage, how can anyone ever live up to this. Even worse, how can you now be around Thor without thinking about what he can do to you every time you see him.

His hand travels hungrily up your top, straight to your nipples while his lips attach to yours. You can feel his facial hair tickling your upper lip, a whole new sensation to your already tingling body.

Thor takes your tender, erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Squeezing gently as he emits tiny shocks and watches as you convulse around him, small, soft whimpers leaving your mouth involuntarily.

"Mmm, Thor. Fuck" you can't stand the tension much longer.

He's in awe with how much he can pleasure you with just the touch of his fingers. If he'd known it would be this easy to make your usual fiesty self, submit so easily, he wouldn't have been quite so intimidated by you. Look at you now, quivering under his touch, he's pretty sure your seconds away from fully giving yourself to him. He stops touching you, waiting to see how you'll react, testing his theory.

"Don't stop" you moan, pushing your heat against him as his hands grab your ass.

"Tell me what you want, my love" he whispers seductively against your ear, almost making you come.

"Oh god, do that again" you whine into his neck, wrapping your arms around his neck and savouring the other worldly scent of the god of thunder.

"Do what? My sweet - " his breath tickles your ear as he whispers again, he knows exactly what you want. Nibbling gently on your earlobe as you struggle to hold up the weight of your head, crumbling beneath him. " - Now, tell me what you want" 

"I want you. Fuck me Thor, fuck me hard" leaning back on your hands with your lips parted.

"I thought you'd never ask" he growls, his voice becoming impossibily deeper.

Trying to pull down those tight trousers is going to take way too long and he doesn't have the patience for that. Instead he reaches out and effortlessly slits the gusset in half. Unable to contain himself when he sees how wet you are.

You reach down to unbuckle his belt, he's watching you intently, his cock straining against his trousers. You pull them down, just enough to watch his cock spring up, with a weapon like that he has no need for the Mjolnir. You instinctively want to take it in your mouth but there's no time for that now. You lean backwards, watching as he lines his cock up with your entrance. He stops, pausing for an agonisingly long time, watching your face screw with need.

Thor can see how much you want him and he's savouring the moment, relishing in it. Not forgetting how he wants to hear you beg for him, waiting patiently. 

You look at him expectantly, grinding yourself forward until you can feel the tip of his cock. 

"Thor, please!" You plead embarrassingly, desperately.

That's all he needed to hear before he painfully, slowly eased himself into your tight pussy. Inhaling deeply as your walls clamped around him. Finally feeling the warmth of your insides, a feeling he's been craving since the first time he met you.

You laid back on to the counter while he gripped your thighs, holding them up as he slammed his cock deep into you, the pressure building as he relentlessly pounds you. Those bolts of pleasure sending shocks shooting through your veins, with every thrust.

Thor held onto your thighs tightly, gripping his thumbs into your flesh while he ravages you. Months and months of pent up frustration finally being released. Grunting as he thrusted the brutal strength of his passion into you with force, loving the way your face contorts with every hit of your spot.

"Thor!" You scream his name as you gush all over his cock when he hits your spot, hard, repeatedly.

Your finally screaming his name, hopefully not for the last time. He watches the way your third orgasm builds, clenching around him as your legs shake in his hands.

How could it be the only time, when this is what he does to you? You're a dripping mess by the time he's ready. The gripping sensation rising as your climaxes peak again, releasing sparks of lightning all around you. Pushing his cock deep inside you as he shoots his warm, powerful load into you.

Your hair clings to your face as you fall back onto the counter, your body feels like jelly and you can't move just yet. Your eyes are closed but you can feel Thor still holding your legs while he waits for you to recover, gently tickling your thighs with his thumb.

"I've wanted to do that for such a long time, would you be willing to make love with me again?" He says smiling widely, hardly breathelss at all - the stamina of a god! 

"You can do that again?" You say breathlessly, impressed with his enthusiasm.

"I can go all night, my love. I am the god of thunder" he says proudly, puffing out his chest. 

"You certainly are" 

[simplee-dreaming]

The Party

A/N: I spent far too much time deciding how all of their outfits were gonna look so I hope it paid off. Also, I know some things I mention have different names in different countries but I've gone for what I only know as the British version. Hope you like it! (Totally didn't get inspiration for this idea from driving past a joke shop myself...)

Word count: 2951

Summary: The reader attends her first themed party hosted by RDJ, but her outfit lands her in trouble.

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Tonight was the night. The night you had been waiting for for weeks. A party at Robert Downey Jr’s house. But not just any old party, oh no, a party for the Avengers cast. Not even just a party - a themed party.

See, Robert is well known for his themed parties. Of course he’s done the classics such as the black and white theme, the 80s theme, even the “dress as your favourite superhero” theme - what could be more suited? But he’s also well known for his unique themes. For example: dress as what you wanted to be when you were a kid; dress as your favourite fruit or veg; dress as another member of the cast; dress as your favourite gay icon. The list goes on.

This was your very first party with the cast though. Being the newest member, you were super excited to have a great night with them all outside of work - plus little Tom couldn’t stop guessing what this theme could be. It was, of course:

“Dress as your favourite board game.”

Yep. Board games.

You spent ages trying to figure out what board game you were going to dress up as. The main rule of the themed parties was that you couldn’t tell other people what you were going as unless you deliberately needed someone else to complete your outfit.

You were desperate for ideas now that the party was only a week away. It wasn’t until you were walking down the highstreet, and something in the shop window caught your eye, that you finally had an idea. You were standing outside of a joke shop, and in the window stood a dress...designed like a Twister mat.

Perfect.

The day had finally arrived. No one was filming today so you had all day to get yourself ready. Hair and makeup done, Twister dress on, ready to rumble.

You made your way to RDJ’s house at half 8 - late enough to not be the first one there but early enough to enjoy everyone’s company for longer. You smiled with glee as you stepped into the house. You were tingling with excitement as you walked towards the room where the music played. The minute you walked into the room, everyone approached you. And one by one you scanned them all to see what they were dressed as.

The first person you saw was Anthony, he was dressed up as Cards Against Humanity. Not quite a board game but funny nonetheless. The front of his outfit was completely black and the back was completely white. The writing on his front read “I drink to forget _____”, and the writing on his back read “Tom Holland”. You giggled.

Next was Scarlett. She decided to come dressed as Pictionary. Part of her outfit was made with polyester and nylon, and she carried around a whiteboard marker so that anyone could draw a picture on her outfit and others had to guess what it was. This could also be wiped off easily, ready for the next person to draw.

Sebastian was next, you snorted when you saw him. He was dressed as Frustration. His outfit was divided into the four colours: his top right being yellow, top left being green, bottom right being blue and bottom left being red. He had placed a semisphere plastic hat over his head and inside lay a foam dice which jumped about whenever he shook his head.

After Seb came Liz. She was dressed up as Uno. Her front and back were two different colours of the uno reverse card - the front being red and the back being green. The point of this is that whenever someone asked her to do something she didn’t wanna do, she’d just point to her outfit and get out of doing it.

Next was Paul B. He came as Trivial Pursuit. Random questions and answers were plastered all over his suit, such as: “how many feet are there in a fathom? 6”; “What three-word slogan was named the most popular advertisement ever in a 2000 poll? Beanz Meanz Heinz”; and his own personal saying, “Where do snitches end up? In ditches”.

Following Paul was the unsurprising double act. Big Tom and Hemsy. They had come dressed as Snakes and Ladders. Tom had glued a giant toy python to his all-black outfit, and Chris had stuck a cardboard ladder to the front and back of his all-white outfit. Simple, yet effective.

Then came Evans who was dressed as Noughts and Crosses, despite numerous comments from RDJ about it not being a board game. His back was full of paper noughts and crosses stuck to his top but his front had a similar material to Scarlett’s where the cast could play their own game on his front and then wipe it off for the next players.

You scanned little Tom next. He had gone all out with his outfit, dressing up as Operation. He was wearing a light pink coloured top and matching trousers and had stapled all the pieces of operation to their correct areas, such as the butterfly, the spare rib and the wish bone. He’d also used face paint to paint his nose a dark shade of red. Adorably creepy in a way.

Last, but certainly not least, was the man himself. Robert Downey Jr. He came as the popular game Cluedo. And boy did he look fancy. He wore a top hat that had a giant question mark stuck to it, and a tuxedo with a long sweeping tail attached to the jacket. Neatly placed all over his black suit were the names of the suspects, the names of the rooms and the names of the weapons - all written in white. He looked splendid.

“Twister. How unusual. I love it,” Robert said, the others nodded in agreement.

“Thanks, you all look incredible,” you said.

Little Tom held out his arm and led you to the dance floor where you spent the next hour dancing the night away. Big Tom and Hemsy were owning the dance floor with their moves. Many party classics blared through the speakers, including 5,6,7,8...which you knew the dance off by heart but RDJ had to be taught the moves by you and little Tom.

Another hour passed and you were sat with Scarlett, Liz and Paul in the other room where the music wasn’t so loud. Seb was with you but he had asked Liz to get him a drink and she played the uno reversal so now he was on drinks duty.

“Paul, can I borrow your suit just so I can literally look smarter?” You asked, he chuckled.

“Maybe I can just follow you around and relay the facts for you,”

“You could be the Yoda to my Luke. Though I think you’re too big to sit on my back,” you said.

“Here’s your punch,” said Seb, returning with two cups for him and Liz.

“Finally, what took you so long?” she asked.

“I stopped in the party room, Anthony and little Tom are having a competition to see who can do the macarena better,” he said.

“But...the macarena is the macarena…” you said, confused.

“Try telling them that. Tom insisted that the Brits do it better apparently.”

“Well, we do have some absolute bangers,” you chuckled. Paul agreed.

“So where did you get that dress?” Scarlett asked you.

“The joke shop down the highstreet. I was walking past it last week and found it in the window. Thought it would be perfect,” you shrugged.

“Until Mackie gets over excited and plays Twister on you,” Seb said.

“I’d like to see him try,” you replied.

“Ah, here’s the gang. What are you all doing in here?” Robert said, entering the room with big Tom and Evans.

“We’re just sat chatting….wait, have you left Holland and Mackie alone?” Seb asked.

“They’re fine, Chris is with them,” Tom replied. You tilted your head at him and raised an eyebrow.

“Maybe I should check on them…” Tom said, you nodded and he left the room.

“Soooo, how’s it going?” Evans asked everyone.

“We’re all fine but Y/N is a bit twisted,” Seb said. Everyone laughed but you bonked him on the head, making the dice jolt.

“Oi!”

You giggled and slapped the plastic hat again, the dice landed on a 6.

“Eyy I get another go!” You cheered before bonking him on the head again. He sighed but chuckled.

“Well it’s nice to see her dressed as an actual board game,” Robert said, turning to Evans.

“Hey, that’s not fair! Noughts and crosses is a board game!” Evans protested.

“I wanna play,” you said. Evans smiled at you.

You got Liz to play with you and you went first. You decided to play as noughts and took the bottom left corner. After a few rounds, you got a straight diagonal line. You cheered as Liz huffed, but she congratulated you nonetheless.

“I wanna play pictionary now,” you said, turning to Scarlett. She smiled and handed you a whiteboard pen. You thought for a moment then began drawing.

You pressed down on Scarlett’s outfit to make sure you could draw properly. You ran the pen down her stomach and she giggled.

“Hey, careful, that tickles,” she said. You blushed and apologised but continued. Everytime the pen went over a certain spot Scarlett would giggle but she never flinched.

“Okay, I’m done,” you announced. Everyone leaned forward and groaned once they saw it.

“Really? You know none of us can say that,” Seb said.

“First one to say it correctly wins,” you shrugged. You had drawn Mjolnir, something that everyone struggled to say.

“Midge-oh-lair,” said Liz.

“Mjohn-ler,” said Seb.

“Me-joln-ier,” said Evans.

“Hey! It’s Mjolnir!” came a voice from the door. Hemsy had just walked in with Mackie, little Tom and big Tom.

“We have a winner,” you grinned and everyone groaned again.

“Okay now I wanna play snakes and ladders,” you said. You scrambled to your feet and launched yourself at Hemsy, climbing up his tall body and clinging to him like a koala. He laughed.

“Okay, and what do we do now?” He chuckled. You shrugged and hugged him tighter, he returned the favour.

“As nice as this is, princess, I can’t carry you around the rest of the evening,” Hemsy said.

“Alright, hang on. Gotta complete the game,” you said. You motioned big Tom to come nearer and leaned over to hug him. Your legs followed and wrapped around his waist before you slid down his body and landed on the floor. Tom laughed.

“Impressive,” he said. You lay flat at the floor and looked at him, giggling.

“You’re very playful today,” big Tom said.

“I’m just happy to be here,” you giggled, he smiled at you.

“Alright my turn, I wanna play twister,” Mackie said, launching himself at you.

“WAIT!” You cried, panicked by his sudden movement. Mackie didn’t listen.

“I’m not doing anything! I need someone to give me an instruction,” he said.

“Right foot red,” Seb said. Mackie lifted his foot and put it on the first red spot he could see, directly on your tummy. You giggled as he adjusted his foot, rubbing it against your tummy.

“Noho Anthony!”

He looked and realised what he was doing, then smirked and vibrated his foot on your tummy again. You giggled louder.

“The twister mat is making noises, how do I turn it off?” He asked.

“Um, try putting your left hand on yellow,” little Tom piped up. Mackie grinned as he spotted a yellow spot on your ribs. He put his hand down and gave them an “accidental” squeeze.

“Hehey!” You shrieked.

“Didn’t work Holland, anyone else?” Mackie said.

“Try right hand green,” Scar said, smirking. Mackie placed his right hand on the green spot on your side and squeezed again.

“Stohop!” You cried.

“Right well that didn’t work, and I can’t put my left foot on it otherwise I would break it. Any other ideas?” he said.

“You may have to push a few buttons, try turning it off and on again,” Paul said. Mackie squeezed your ribs and sides again and shook his foot on your tummy. You screeched loudly.

“Nope, still making noises,”

“Let me have a look,” Liz said. Mackie had you pinned below his hands and foot. You started to giggle as you felt a single finger run up your neck.

“Nonono Lizzie!” You squeaked as she dragged a nail up the other side.

“There must be an off button around here,” she teased. She gently scribbled all her nails into your neck. You scrunched up your shoulders and shrieked.

“NOHOHOHO!”

“Definitely not here, you sure it’s not there Mackie?” Lizzie asked. Mackie squeezed your ribs and sides again and your giggles turned to laughter.

“Nope, no no, that’s made it worse,” he said. “Someone try a blue spot!”

Evans jumped up and ran over to help. He found a blue spot right on your hip, he placed his hand over it and started squeezing.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA!” You screamed. Trying to buck your body was impossible with Mackie still pinning you.

“Dammit Evans you turned the volume up!” Mackie yelled.

“Maybe the problem lies outside of the mat itself,” big Tom piped up.

“What you saying Hiddleston? That we’re the problem?” Mackie asked.

“Not at all, just that there appears to be parts connected to the mat, but not part of the mat itself,” Tom said, putting his hand on his chin. He slowly approached you and swiped a single finger under your knee. You kicked it away.

“Now it’s malfunctioning,” Mackie informed him. Tom hummed and swiped a finger under your other knee. You kicked again. He then spider tickled under both your knees and you shrieked loudly.

“PLEHEHEASE I’M NOHOT BROKEN!” You screamed.

“God DAMN you made it talk!” Mackie yelled.

“I know what the issue is,” Robert said, stepping forward.

“Do go on?” big Tom said.

“You need to hit all the pressure points at once. It’s like a giant reset button, wear it down till it reboots itself,” he said. Everyone looked at each other.

“Position yourselves,” Robert instructed.

Mackie stepped off of your stomach and knelt by your left side, Seb knelt by your right. Lizzie was still up by your neck and big Tom by your knees. Scarlett was by your right shoulder, Paul by your left. Evans positioned himself by your hips, little Tom the other side by your thighs. Hemsworth and Robert sat next to your feet.

“Nonononono please!” You cried.

“Rebooting systems in 3…” Robert began.

“No please!”

“2…”

“Wait!”

“1…”

“No wait I’m not brOHOHOHOKEN!” You cried as everyone attacked you at once. No one was pinning you down but you could hardly twist and turn with 10 people tickling all your spots at once. They were all ruthless and yet...you sort of loved it.

“PLEHEHEHASE NOHOHOHO!” You cried, flailing your arms around. Mackie and Seb were squeezing up and down your sides and across your tummy, Lizzie was tickling deep into your neck, Scar and Paul had just caught an arm each and pinned it upwards so they could tickle your underarms, big Tom was scratching under your knees and squeezing the tops, Evans was squeezing and scribbling into your hips, little Tom was scratching up and down your thighs and Hemsy and Robert had grabbed a foot each to tickle. It was pure torture.

“KEEP GOING, IT’LL WEAR DOWN EVENTUALLY!” Robert yelled over your screams of laughter. Everyone picked up the speed and you screamed louder than ever before.

You now had your arms and legs pinned by Scar, Paul, Robert and Hemsworth so you tried to buck your hips as much as possible and scrunch up your shoulders to protect your neck but it was no use.

“NOHOHOHO MOHOHORE!” You cried. You let out another loud scream and fell into a silent laughter. Tears filled your eyes to the point where you couldn’t even see Lizzie kneeling over you.

“Reboot complete,” Robert instructed. He stopped tickling your foot and one by one the rest of the cast followed and ceased their attack. You lay there, taking in deep breaths of air.

“You alright twisty?” Mackie asked, sliding up to your head. You nodded, letting out residue giggles. Evans gave you a hand up and propped you up against the sofa.

“You...are...all...evil…” you breathed out. Everyone chuckled.

“You were in a playful mood, we wanted to join,” Evans said, winking at you.

“I never knew you were so ticklish,” Hemsworth said.

“So would you be if 10 people ganged up on you,” you replied. He laughed and nodded in agreement. Little Tom sat down next to you.

“You okay?” He asked, pulling you in for a hug. You nodded.

“Yeah...that was fun,” you clamped your mouth shut after realising what you just said.

“Fun eh?” little Tom teased, quickly spidering your side to make you giggle again.

“We had fun too if that’s any consolation? Could go for round two if you want,” big Tom said. You looked at him and smiled.

“Not today I don’t think, you guys well and truly broke me,” you said, everyone laughed.

“I think I’ve already decided on the theme for next year,” Robert said. Everyone turned to him.

“Tickle Me Y/N,” he said, “where everyone has to bring a random object to tickle Y/N with. First to make her say stop wins.” He winked at you and you blushed and hid your head in little Tom’s shoulder. He chuckled and stroked your head.

“Now that will be a fun theme,” Mackie replied.

[amerrierworld]

Babysitter (pt 11)

Pt 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Summary: Loki and Hela come to break you out.

Characters: Hela x fem!reader, Avengers

Word Count: 2,780

Warnings: some light smut to start~ and then battle time! whoop whoop 

Her cold lips pressed against the back of your neck, a firm presence in the swirling dark. You couldn’t see her, but you could feel her. Could feel her wandering hands snaking over your bare skin, making you squirm. 

You could see your breath form in the cool air around you, and you were pulled back against her front, feeling her hook her legs over yours, her dark hair falling into your sight as she enveloped you. Hints of green pulsed in your peripheral vision.

“Hela,” you breathed, clinging onto one of her hands as the other traveled lower and lower. You stared up into the darkness, falling back even further into her hold, her body and soft cushions catching you. Her voice rumbled in your ear, but you couldn’t understand what she was saying. 

Your eyes fluttered shut as familiar fingers searched and caressed your cunt, pushing between your folds and collecting your wetness on her fingertips. Your hips bucked weakly, as if you were caught in molasses, and you moaned softly.

One of your hands tried to reach back, felt the brush of her hair against your palm, but couldn’t find her head or her shoulders to hold onto. Your legs were still trapped, the fingers were still moving inside you, but your hands were grasping at nothingness and-

You sat up in your bed, shaking, eyes looking around and wondering if Hela could be in your room with you. But there was nothing, and no one out of the ordinary. 

Sweat had gathered in every crevice of your body and you clambered out of bed to take a quick shower, trying to wash the feeling of Hela off your body, without succeeding. You didn't sleep the rest of the night.

-

The next day you were sitting by yourself, reading a book after lunch in a small reading room away from the main offices and training rooms where you knew the rest of the team would be. 

Something crept up the back of your neck and a chill ran through your body. You tried to ignore it, but it persisted. And when you looked up from your book, Loki was standing by the doorway, looking quite unimpressed. You shrieked, your stomach dropping at the sight of you.

He raised his hand to shush you and eyed the doorway, hoping no one would come through there. You stared at him, and in a split decision, chucked your book at him.

It went straight through his form, only causing a faint green glimmer as it landed on the floor. You gaped at him and he raised an eyebrow, silently asking if you were done.  

“Do you know how hard it was to find you?” Loki said after you had calmed down somewhat.

“What are you doing here?” you hissed, “weren’t you..”

“Dead? No, not quite. Almost.”

You sank back in your seat, your hand over your heart as you sighed, “what is it with you lot and always coming back from the dead?”

“It’s an occupational hazard with what we do,” he shrugged.

A pair of footsteps walked by the room, and Loki slunk back into the shadows, fading away for a moment. You didn't move until you were sure whoever it was  had gone. 

“Look, I don’t have much time,” Loki said once you were alone again, “but we’re here to break you out.”

“Who’s we?”

Loki rolled his eyes, “who do you think? Your murderous girlfriend who unfortunately happens to be my sister as well.”

Your heart nearly jumped out of your throat, “Hela? So she is here?”

“Of course she is.”

You sat quietly for a moment; so your mind wasn’t playing tricks on you. Hela had come back for you, and she was here.. somewhere.

“I- I can’t believe..”

“Well you better, now get your things and follow me. We can get out of here without fighting.”

“Wait- what? No, wait, wait,” you got up hurriedly as Loki began walking to the doorway. You couldn’t stop him- it was only a projection of him, but you weren’t ready to just walk out.

“Why would I just leave?” you asked, making Loki stop in his tracks. He looked you over and slowly approached you, his eyes flashing.

“Because you’re being held here against your will and she’s come to bail you out? Mind you- it was her idea to come barging in and killing anyone in sight, so this is a much better upgrade from that plan.”

“No- no I know. But.. when we get out, what then? What am I supposed to do? Loki... the world’s fallen apart.”

The Asgardian was quiet.

“Yeah, sure,” you continued, pacing from where you were standing, “I don’t like being kept here but- there’s not much else out there right now. Everything here at least feels a little... normal.”

“You can’t be serious. What about Hela then, huh? You think she’ll stay here with a team of heroes who tried to kill her? Just for you? Hela hates being imprisoned, Y/N. This would be a death sentence for all of us.”

“What about you then?” you retorted, “after you get me out, and Hela and I go about our merry way, what will you do? Tour the universe until some other evil plan comes up?

“This,” you gestured around the room, “is all I have right now.”

“No, no,” Loki mocked your gesture a bit more aggressively, “what you have is a prison, and only one person in the world who will stop at nothing to break you out of it.

“I’m not the most romantic, fine,” he admitted, “but I know that the two of you should never be apart, ever again. You should have seen her when I found her, Y/N- she was broken.”

A wave of tears threatened to spill at his words and you fell back in you chair once again. You buried your face in your hands and for a few minutes nothing else happened. Loki looked at you and felt his heart -or what was left of it- break to see you so defeated. 

“I love her, Loki,” you whimpered, “I tried to deny it when Tony said so.. but he’s right. I love her, but I’m scared. This world isn’t meant for her. It would drive her mad.”

“Not with you around.”

You wiped the salty tears off your cheeks and looked up at Loki.

“Let’s get you out of here, and we can figure it out from there, okay? Perhaps we can come to an agreement with the rest of your team.”

You eventually nodded and stood up, ready to pack the few things you had when a loud crash and alarms sounded. There was a hurry of steps outside the room and when you looked, the whole team of remaining Avengers were preparing themselves, running down the hallways to the source of the noise.

“You filthy humans!” a cry came from the direction they were running towards. Your heart shattered; Hela.

Beside you, Loki’s apparition groaned in exasperation.

“I told her to wait, for crying out loud. Why would she be so reckless?”

“She takes after her family, obviously,” you said. “Can’t you get her out of here?”

“You’re a fool to think I can control her now.”

“Then get over here and help her!”

“Yes, yes, alright,” Loki huffed, “I’ll be there in a moment.”

His image shimmered away, and you hurried down the hallway, hoping to stall before anyone was killed.

One of the ground level metal walls had been torn open like it was nothing but paper. Large metal spears and knives were wedged in the edges and the opposite walls. The sun was glinting off of Hela’s horns and blinded you for a moment before you could really look at her.

She looked.. regal. Well, she mostly looked psychotic, with bared teeth and clenched hands, but it was her and she was real and oh boy was she angry. 

Hela had Steve by the throat, holding him up so his feet barely brushed the ground. Tony and Nat had their weapons aimed but didn’t shoot. They were either waiting for her to drop Steve or didn't want to kill her. You hoped it was the latter.

“Wait!” you screamed, skidding to a halt at the scene. Dust swirled in the air from the debris. There were no bodies yet, and you prayed you could keep it that way.

The moment Hela caught sight of you, her face changed. Her eyebrows unfurled and her mouth dropped open a little bit- she looked at you with disbelief, as if she couldn’t comprehend you standing there, alive and well.

Steve took the opportunity as she was distracted and lifted his leg to kick her square in the stomach. She doubled over, dropping him, and he raised his arm to land a punch, but instead, Hela grabbed his offensive arm and whipped him away from her- effectively throwing him against the rest of the team, knocking them all down temporarily.

Before you could react and rush over to see if the group of Avengers were okay, Hela was by you in a flash.

Her hands trembled as they grasped yours, and she looked you up and down, checking for wounds, checking if you were there. Then she cupped your cheek, wiping away the tears you were crying.

“Hela-,” you croaked, because the touch of her was too much, too overwhelming, too good. She smiled, though barely, and kissed you hard on the mouth.

“Stand down, sister,” Thor’s voice boomed, and she turned to see the team back on their feet, aiming everything they had at her. She snarled, pulling you behind her, shielding you from them, as if they would ever hurt you.

“You’ve taken everything from me, brother,” she spat. “You won’t take this last ounce of happiness from me.”

Something flickered in Thor’s eyes and he had to retighten his grip on his hammer, which you realized wasn’t Mjolnir, but a makeshift copy that looked somewhat close to it. 

“Y/N,” Tony said, gesturing you over to their side, “come here. Quick. We don’t want you in the way.”

Hela’s focus sharpened in on him, hidden in his armour. There was a surge of jealousy through her whole being, at the memory of him by your side, threatening to hurt you, sparring with you, taking you from her. 

She pushed you back, hurled herself at Tony with lightning speed before anyone could shoot, breaking entirely through the next wall, and landing with a thud in the next room.

“No!” you screamed, shielding your face from the spray of debris as the wall broke down.

Hela tried to punch, but Tony’s right iron hand held it in place, arms shaking from the force. They stayed there, suspended in time for a moment. Hela lowered her face to Tony’s helmet as she growled and snapped, but he could see the tears streaming down her face, the wild fear and anger in her eyes.

“You won’t steal her from me,” she cried. 

Then JARVIS finished downloading Hela’s body scan from the first day at your home way back, analyzing her form, and realizing her weaknesses. Her left side was much weaker than her right. 

And so, he kicked, jabbed, and twisted her left leg and arm until she howled in pain and dropped to the side, giving Tony the chance to get up and put some distance between them again. 

You felt helpless, not knowing how to stop it, not knowing what to do, not wanting to hurt anyone- you had no weapons on you. Hela staggered to her feet, the helmet having disappeared long ago, and she raised her hand to summon a new menacing sword, when someone hooked an arm around her neck and pressed a rusty dagger against her neck. 

“Drop it, sister,” Loki hissed, the blade pressing finely against her skin. She hissed, but slowly let it slip from her hands as she realized defeat. You were panting, every inch of you throbbing with adrenaline and dread. 

“Stand down, everyone,” Loki continued, and then with a pointed look at Thor, “please, brother.”

Thor was the first to lower his hammer, though his face was still angry and unforgiving. Then Tony, and everyone else followed suit.

Loki kicked the back of Hela’s knee to make her drop down, to which she cried out in anger.

“Sorry,” he added, the blade still pressed against her neck, “but you’ve really got to stop going on killing sprees.”

“You were taking too long,” she snapped, “I needed to take matters into my own hands. How was I supposed to know what was happening?”

“Alright, okay, anyone wanna explain what the hell is going on? Y/N? Thor? You wanna explain what your dysfunctional family is doing here?” Nat asked, exasperated.

The God of Thunder looked at you, your eyes begging and desperate. “They’re here for you, aren’t they?”

You nodded weakly, trembling.

“Well, best let her take her then,” Tony sighed. All of you turned your heads at him in disbelief. His iron armour was short-circuiting from the blows Hela had landed and he quickly stepped out of it. You were reminded once again of how malnourished he looked- and how dark the bags under his eyes were. But his tone remained chipper.

“You’ve seen what she can do,” he gestured at Hela, “and she isn’t gonna stop until she gets Y/N. And I don’t think Y/N wants to stay here either.”

He looked at you knowingly, and you felt like you could cry all over again.

Hela struggled against Loki’s grip for a moment, heartbroken as she saw your face scrunch up and your hands grasp your elbows in an attempt to shield yourself.

“Is that true?” Nat asked, staring at you with a gun still in hand. 

You slowly nodded, making eye contact with Hela and not looking away. You heard Steve sigh and groan a bit from pain as he came up to your side.

“Y/N, she’s a vicious attacking machine, we can’t just let you two run off.”

“Why not?” you asked, your voice thick. “We won’t hurt anyone.”

“Look, we still don’t even know if she knows about Thanos, right?” Clint said, but Tony shook his head, sitting down on the armrest of a cushioned chair that was practically sliced in half from Hela throwing weapons.

“I doubt that,” he said, “if she had control over Thanos or any connection with  him, I don’t think she would have come alone, let alone with him,” with a nod towards Loki.

He rolled his eyes, “you’re welcome for saving you, by the way.”

“Can you- could you all, please, just, can we please just talk about this?” you hiccuped through your words, sobs slowly growing in volume. “Loki- the- the knife, please- please let her go.”

Loki looked at you apologetically, “not if she lashes out again.”

“Hela,” you pleaded, “Hela, please. Don’t hurt anyone else? Everyone- everyone has already been hurt so much.”

Hela looked at you, now seeing the tears sliding down your dirtied cheeks, and her shoulders slumped, before nodding. Her hands that were gripping Loki’s arm around her neck let go, and dropped to her sides.

Loki removed the dagger and stepped away. Tension filled the room, expecting her to attack again.

“Y/N,” Thor said, and he tossed you a new pair of handcuffs. “Go on.”

You stared at him, “excuse me? You want me to chain her up- again? After everything-”

“This is more to keep all of us safe. She’d kill us if we came too close,” Thor said, pointedly raising an eyebrow at you. “It won’t be for long. Not until we figure out what to do next.”

You stumbled over rand dropped on your knees in front of Hela, gently holding her hands for a moment. She stared at you, deep green eyes watering.

“Just for now,” you promised. “Just like before, okay?”

You waited for long, agonizing moments until she nodded, and only then did you snap the cuffs in place. Almost immediately, Tony was on Loki and had his wrists in chains as well.

“Wh- excuse me?” he scoffed, staring at the cuffs, “how dare you?”

“Precautions, my friend,” he shrugged. “Come on, all of you, this mess is doing nothing for my respiratory system.”

He pushed Loki ahead of him and you followed with Hela’s hands clasping yours, rubbing your arms together, her trailing behind you like a lost puppy. You were thrilled to see her again, but wondered where the hell you were supposed to go from here. 

A/N; I guess I kinda made Loki the unspoken hero didn’t I? :D

so the main reason why I haven’t been updating this series as much is because we’re at a point where multiple ideas branch off into totally different directions, and I keep changing my mind about where I want this to go, effectively stumping me when writing. but after much editing and changing of plot, this is what I’ve got, and I hope you like it :)

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[crystal-witchiness]

***Okay so I found this in my notes from May 2021 as a reaction to the scenes in the beginning of Endgame when Captain Marvel first brings Tony and Nebula back to Earth, when they first get off the ship, and when Tony yells at Steve a few scenes later when he looks like ‘Death Warmed Over’ in his robe and i thought I’d share -

Every time someone argues with me about my ABSOLUTE 100% belief that Steve and Tony had romantic feelings for each other, I’ll just show them this scene. “And I needed YOU.” He didn’t say “You guys” or “Your help.” Tony looked at Steve with so much pain in his eyes and said, “I needed y o u.” And Steve is just as broken watching Tony. This isn’t the first time this has happened between them. They had MANY scenes like this in Civil War (but I like to pretend that movie didn’t happen cause ‘ow blow a hole in my ship why dontcha?’) I mean technically I could submit that whole movie as evidence of their feelings but there are too many negative emotions wrapped up in it and it hurts. This movie is the first time they’ve seen each other since Civil War and when Tony first gets off the ship he basically falls into Steve’s arms. First of all, Steve fricking S P R I N T S when he sees Tony getting off the ship, then Tony sighs in relief and lets Steve take his weight. AND IMMEDIATELY begins unloading his grief about losing Peter cause he knew Steve would understand and comfort him. You can SEE s e e when Pepper runs up that (Ofc Tony does another sigh of relief that the snap didn’t take her (which I wish it did sorry Pepper your character stopped being interesting in the 2nd Iron Man)) Tony has to pull himself off of Steve and pretend to have it more together than he does because Pepper immediately begins crying and Tony has to comfort her. But Steve doesn’t leave his side. Tony cradling Pepper but he’s turning his body so that Steve can cradle him and ugh. Honestly I would have accepted a polyamorous relationship. Tony NEEDED someone to be the leader. THATS LITERALLY WHAT PEPPER WAS TALKING ABOUT. Tony NEVER rests because he always thinks he has to be the one to do everything, EXCEPT for when Steve’s around. Steve is the Captain and even though they bump heads (a lot, awww couples’ squabbles) Tony ALWAYS defers to Steve when it’s important. And Steve? Steve HAS to be a leader, to be helpful, in a healthy way because he couldn’t be that for most of his life in the past. He was a scrawny defenseless guy who always had to depend on Bucky. So to be able to take care of this group of wonderful people who are so powerful and yet STILL NEED STEVE? It’s who he his. It’s who Tony is too but he doesn’t WANT to be that way, he does it because he has to. He does it when no one else can or he doesn’t want to lose anyone else. This scene right now is Tony feeling helpless and so he lashes out at the easiest person, Steve. Steve is their leader and has saved them many times. Tony saw that picture of Peter and couldn’t handle his own feelings of helplessness so he lashed out to bring down the next ‘leader figure’ of the group. Steve and Tony have always been the parents of the Avengers. Steve is the most dad-est dad ever to dad. Meanwhile, Tony invites everyone to live with him while feeding them, clothing them (armor and civilian clothes) and making sure they have top of the line protection. HE LITERALLY EVEN SAYS THIS IN AGE OF ULTRON. SUCH a mom. So he wanted to make Steve feel his pain because Steve made a promise that they would lose together and Steve wasn’t there on that moon. And OF COURSE Tony knows that Steve was on earth fighting his own battle against Thanos but he wasn’t WITH Tony. And they are always stronger together than apart. (Civil War kinda proved this too) Tony sees Steve’s absence as the reason they lost, because ‘if only they’d been together’ ‘maybe we could have won if we’d only been together.’

ALSO DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON TONY LITERALLY GIVING STEVE A REPRESENTATION OF HIS HEART. I know he did it out of anger and to make a point but he took away this piece of him, that he made SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE HE FELT VULNERABLE WITHOUT THE ARC, and gave it to Steve. Once again shedding that responsibility and giving it to Steve. Because even with the residual anger over Civil War, Tony trusts Steve. He says otherwise in this moment out of anger but that “vision” he talks about here? He literally watches Steve die (YEAH THATS RIGHT I SAID STEVE. Not PEPPER, NOT RHODEY, NOT ANY OF THE OTHER AVENGERS.) Wanda showed him his worst fear in Age of Ultron and it was the death of the Avengers, but he didn’t see THEM die. Everyone else, Thor, Bruce, Natasha, and Clint were already dead. Tony watched STEVE die and it was STEVE saying that Tony could’ve saved them that spurred him into creating Ultron. He was so scared of losing them and letting Steve down (and letting him die) that he wanted to wrap the whole world in armor to protect him. And he tries to do it again in this scene. He means it to be spiteful but he gives Steve his armor and tells him to hide from Thanos. WHICH IS ANOTHER THING UGH. Tony doesn’t know that out of all of the people who fought Thanos in Wakanda that day, Steve was the one who engaged in hand-to-hand combat with him. Everyone else had armor and suits, weapons, etc. Steve has his serum strength and he u s e d it. It didn’t help for very long but he used his BARE HANDS to fight an alien-monster wielding 5/6 of ALL POWERFUL infinity stones, and ofc he was never going to win, but even Thanos looked at Steve in incredulity at his bravery and resolve. A human (a super charged one at that but still a human) fought him with his bare hands and wasn’t going to stop. (Steve proved this again at the end of Endgame when he’s the last one standing against Thanos and his entire army and just tightens the strap on his broken shield, (and most likely broken arm, based on the flinch/hiss) and readies himself to fight alone. Steve also gave Wanda time to destroy the mind stone (unfortunately, that didn’t mean anything in the end)

AND YET Tony doesn’t know any of this. He doesn’t know how hard Steve fought, just like Tony did on Titan, to stop Thanos. And I REALLY wish we had seen Tony’s reaction to Steve standing up to Thanos at the end of Endgame OR EVEN WIELDING MJOLNIR, but anyways.

Back to the basics. Boss level stuff most people don’t remember or think about- Tony’s dad very unhealthily IDOLIZED Steve. He canonically compared everything Tony did to Steve. So Tony grew up idolizing this man that he also despised because it fueled his father’s abuse of him. Tony shows this anger in the first Avengers. When they have their argument on the quinjet. “Everything special about you came out of a bottle.” He even says something about how Steve didn’t live up to his father’s hype (I don’t remember Tony’s exact words but that’s the gist) And ofc Steve says Tony’s nothing without his armor. But then they go on the prove each other wrong multiple times, but mainly in their last moments in the MCU. Steve proves it by standing alone against an ENTIRE alien army and later by picking up mjolnir. And Tony? Tony is that ONE factor in a million that Stephen sees. Tony, a beautifully pure human-being, with no powers or serums to help, takes on the powers of the stones. KNOWING it would kill him. He had proof. It nearly killed Thanos and Bruce and they were hulking (pun intended) beings with super strength and all that.

Tony and Steve were always set up to be spoils to one another and that makes them perfect together. They balance each other out. Pepper was a boss b****, no doubt, and I loved their relationship in the first two Iron Man movies, but as their characters grew and Tony’s personality was intrinsically changed through trauma- Pepper was no longer right for him. She was good for him, no doubt, but Tony couldn’t relax with her as he did with Steve. Tony could trust Steve to take over and everything could be fine. Pepper was like that for Stark Industries but not in other ways. Tony always saw himself as Pepper’s protector. I will 100% give her props for telling Tony that he’d never rest until he tried Scott’s time travel theory, but other than that she wasn’t particularly supportive of Iron. Man. What Pepper never seemed to understand, and what Steve didn’t understand when he FIRST met Tony, is that Tony and Iron Man are synonymous. Their is no ‘man outside the suit.’ Tony Stark is Iron Man and Iron Man is Tony Stark. Steve was placed into an already created persona of Captain America. Steve didn’t create Captain America even though that’s who he was. He was literally MADE for the role. Tony on the other hand, MADE Iron Man. He was the one who built the first suit - dying in a cave in Afghanistan. He was the one who took responsibility for Obadiah and his father’s actions and became a superhero to save the countries that were affected by Stark tech. Steve may have volunteered to be a superhero because he felt like he had no one other choice but Tony DIDN’T HAVE TO. He had fame, money, power, ALL OF IT. He could’ve EASILY hidden his company’s dark underside once he found out. But instead, Tony was like “Hey um so my company has done some bad things and instead of delegating aid through my money and power, I’m going to personally handle this with a titanium alloy suit and technology that I helped create in a cave while being held captive by a terrorist cell.”

Where was I going with this? OH YEAH.

I will believe in TonyxSteve (Stony) for the rest of my life and I will use fanfiction to fill the void of their deaths. Basically, if I lost anyone in the word vomit above, what I’m trying to say is that- Steve and Tony completed each other. They provided something the other needed. Tony needed stability and protection. He needed to feel like he could let go. Steve needed an anchor in the present. Someone lively and opinionated, SOMEONE ADVENTUROUS AND FUNNY, who Steve could smile with and protect. But also. Steve trusted Tony to be a leader as much as Tony trusted him. They had their ups and downs. Trauma and the Accords didn’t help their relationship at all, but should’ve been it for each other. And I honestly believe they would have t h r i v e d.

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Honestly I applaud anyone who made it this far. I don’t know where this all came from but I will not apologize✌🏻

I rest my case your honor.

[kinnoth]

What's your take on Thor Ragnarok? What's your take on Thor's development within the MCU so far?I'm a fan of your posts and tags!

GREAT QUESTIONS THANK YOU FOR ASKING, THANKS FOR BEING A FAN

tldr I """"like"""" Thor's canon development now bc I've done some fucking Olympic grade backfilling and contortion to recontextualize the canon to make it meaningful, but this results in me living in my own pocket universe of an interpretation where I can't really interact with other people bc they don't subscribe to my exact reading of canon

But bro I LOVE Ragnarok. I know that can be a controversial take (I've read the meta of people who think it "slaughtered" Thor and Loki's characterisations), but I just thought it was so much fun! Like on a movie watching experience level and on a lore/meta level, it's FUN. That's not something I can say for 95% of marvel movies, which are nigh universally too dimly lit and too reliant on hateful sarcasm between characters as a substitute for a relationship.

On a meta level, I 1000% subscribe to the idea that the entire movie is a retelling that Thor is preforming for his refugees, so it's a heavily edited, exaggerated, and sillier version of events meant to keep everyone's spirits up. On the point of lore continuity, I really appreciate that thor3 makes CANON and EXPLICIT Odin's campaign of imperialist violence behind his "peaceful" reign over the nine realms, I FUCKIN LOVE IT. I LOVE the context Hela gives to their family, because she makes canon and explicit Odin's disappointments in Thor. I LOVE that Mjolnir was Hela's weapon before it was Thor's because Mjolnir was never meant to be a metric for moral goodness or readiness for rule, but a metric for a colonialist's commitment to imperialist violence on behalf of an empire WHICH IS WHY IT FINDS CAPTAIN AMERICA WORTHY BUT NOT LOKI

(btw if anyone else can draw a line between Hela and Steve Rogers that is a. representative of Odin's priorities and b. includes Thor but excludes Loki, hmu, bc this is the best I got.)

(Mjolnir rejects Thor in thor1 bc Thor was trying to conquer Jotunheim for personal glory and doesn't accept him again until he starts thinking about the good of the empire again by protecting Midgard, an imperial asset. Mjolnir rejects Loki bc Loki is a not an imperialist in service of an empire)

Off topic but I know a lot of people get hung up on Thor leaving Loki paralyzed in the parking garage, potentially to be found by the grandmasters dudes? Like people say that was unaccountably cruel and ooc for Thor. But like, ok, they killed everyone on the way up, and Thor knows his armed gladiator rebellion is on his heels also headed for the parking garage, so I dunno, I never read it as Loki was in any particular danger? But I'm a notorious Thor apologist as well as a Loki apologist so 🤷‍♂️

Things I also love: loki defunding the military to spend that money on art and infrastructure, Loki's live action thorki fanfic that Asgard unaccountably loved, Loki stonewalling Odin's attempt to reconcile bc fuck Odin, Thor's lightning powers, Bruce banner is now a Jewish grandma, Hela have I mentioned Hela love that girlboss, Jeff goldblum love that wiggly man, the Valkyrie love that angry girl, "piss off ghost", inglorious deaths for all the warriors 3, "I'm here" (screaming, crying, shaking), the story about how Loki bit Thor as a snake as well as the confirmation that they are in fact the same age

I have complicated feelings about Thor's canon development tbh. On a very ground floor sort of reaction, I despise what they did to My Boy in infinity war and endgame. I think it's a disgusting character assassination and I don't think the russos understand humour and specifically how to use humour to expand on tragedy like what thor3 did.

On the other hand, if you've read my fic and meta, you'll know that I've accepted the canon development, bc at this point, I've done a LOT of very deliberate and concerted labour to MAKE the canon development we see between thor1 and endgame WORK. But, like, there was a LOT of labour that I, specifically, put into it. It fully relies on me specifically doing a lot of digging and reaching and mining these movies for every possible frame of content to the point where I am pretty sure I've put more effort into making all the development make continuous sense than any of the screenwriters put into the actual development.

And I think I've probably just drank too much of my own Kool aid but like, I am in a position now where I do think my interpretation of Thor's character development is THE most complete and accurate reading of his character development. Key to these points are: a) I think he is an ex-imperialist who is currently and actively trying to deprogram himself from the colonialists' mindset that Odin instilled within him b) he is trying to deprogram himself from Asgard's culture of extreme toxic masculinity wherein he was not taught to have any sort of emotional processing that did not involve physical violence c) Loki is/was/always will be the person he loves best

So like, as I try to show in my thorki canonverse fics (shameless plug for myself), I can make most of the bad decisions made about Thor's character in infinity war and endgame work if I recontextualize all of his canon actions with my own (well supported, well documented) headcanon'd baggage. Of course he goes on a death wish mission to get revenge on Thanos -- he has a literal deathwish bc he was already supposed to die with Loki. Of course he sinks into an unshakeable depression afterwards -- he has no identity now that he has no family bc he was never taught to live by himself or for himself. Of course he leaves new Asgard and abdicates his rule -- he hasn't wanted a hand in the dirty business of Empire ever since Odin's ambition got his mom and brother killed in thor2, and that hasn't changed. I try to make him go through all the canon-implied feelings and anxieties and doubts in front of the reader. My entire goal of this is that people read my shit, then look at canon and think "oohh that context DOES make it better!" I will be gratified if that is the case.

(The only thing I cannot fix is the bit in endgame where Thor walks past Loki's Tupperware cell and the narrative doesn't come to a screeching fucking halt as Thor has so many feelings that he has some sort of paralytic breakdown where he simultaneously wants to commit Time Crime (tm) so he can just stay here forever and also wishes he could just die here, next to loki, like he was always supposed to. Like, that needed to happen to really lynchpin all of my work together into one smooth, problem free reading, but I'm not allowed to have nice things so)

(oh also I didn't like Thor calling frigga "mom". Shouldn't it at least be "mum"? I think "mother" is best tbh, bc I don't really read them as having that sort of relationship, see "toxic masculinity", see also "homosocial socialisation")

(and ok I get that it was a nice moment for Thor to call the hammer back to his hand, and I get that it even still works with my headcanon that mjolnir finds Thor worthy still bc Thor is defending the imperial asset that is Midgard, but like God damnit. The uncritical and unquestioning use of that word "worthy" when he catches the hammer again. Like worthy of what you guys? Do you ever ask yourself that question bc I very much do. I kinda wish they didnt bring it up at all, or if they did, it didn't come back to Thor's hand and he is just like, wistfully, "that's all right, I suspected as much. I'm such a different man now, mjolnir doesn't recognize me. I don't think I'd be alive right now if I had been the same man I was")

Wow that got long, anyway, thanks for chatting with me! Again, always a pleasure to field asks!

[fandomscompilation]

Good things come from mistakes (Saxa x Magne)

Fandom: Ragnarok (Netflix series)

Pairing: Saxa x Magne

Requested: YES, by @lolisoverused​

Warnings: slight angst?

About: Continuation of their relationship.

A/N: Hello! This one is kinda short, but my laptop broke down and all my drafts were delated. I’m trying to catch up on all my requests, so had to work fast. I hope you’ll enjoy this one shot. Let me know what you think and feel free to request more fics.

 „I’ll be back soon.” Turid said grabbing her bag. „You have food in the fridge, heat it up.”

„I’m eating out.” Laurits informed going for the door. She sighted looking from her leaving son to Magne.

„Are you arguing again?” Magne shook his head and she hesitated in the hallway.

„It’s nothing. We’ll be fine.” He just needed a moment alone after everything he discovered in the past few days. Staying home alone was promising for his mind.

„Alright, call if you’ll need anything.” Turid smiled before leaving the house too.

Magne breathed in relief and went up the stairs to his room. Things were changing, but this time he felt ready. His hammer was safely hidden in his room and he could feel its energy buzzing. There was a need deep inside him to grab the weapon and head straight for Fjor, but he knew it would be too soon. They just discovered his full potential with Mjolnir. It was unexpected for the giants and he might take them by surprise, but something kept tugging on his mind. Saxa, the girl he supposed to hate purely for their nature. Although, something changed, something was stirring in his gut when he thought about her.

There was a knock on their front door, so much for a peaceful afternoon. Trudging downstairs Magne contemplated acting like nobody was home, but unexpected guests could mean anything. He opened the doors only for Saxa to barged right into the house.

„We need to talk.” She said not even thinking if anyone else was present. Magne looked at her in confusion, but nodded pointing upstairs. They made their way to his room, where he closed the doors in case Laurits came back.

„What is it?” He asked not knowing if her being in his house was another ploy. She seemed hesitant, even nervous.

„I don’t know myself.” Saxa admitted slightly nodding like she was finally admitting something. „Ever since.. I just can’t decide if I want to kill you and be over with it or if I want to hide you somehwere my family won’t reach.”

„We’re enemies.” Magne pointed out in a strong voice. Maybe because he was scared of this one change. Maybe he wanted it so bad that the rational part of his brain had to fight for him.

„We weren’t, atleast for that one moment.” Saxa said softly and took few steps in his direction.

„One moment doesn’t mean anything.” He kept on going, stubborn not to fall for her words. Magne didn’t want the Jutuls to win just because he couldn’t control his own desire.

„You felt it!” She shouted irritated. „I know you felt it was right! This could work, I don’t know how, but it could.”

„Not with you fighting against me and we both know you won’t fight your own family!” Magne was getting irritated too. With every word from her and with the way he could feel his walls crumbling. Saxa was a beautiful woman, but she was a giant. There was nothing stopping her from delivering final blow when he’d least expect it.

„Maybe, but you’re not even giving me a chance!” She huffed standing only few inches away from him. She was close enough to grab her and pull closer. He didn’t know what he’d do next. Have an upper hand in a fight or give her a chance.

„If I give you one I’ll be just more hurt by the end of this.” Magne breathed out his shoulders falling. It was stupid to be vurnerable with his enemy, but he had so many of them that he was getting tired.

„We both will.” She whispered before kissing him. It was quick and unsure, but he felt it again. He felt like it was okay, to have her pressed against him and to feel her warmth. „But it’s worth it.”

[maguro13-2]

Justice for All ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 2 Pt.6

"Back in the early 2000s..."

Shotaro the Dokeshi : Hey, guys. Get a load of this.

Mana Hinoki : Hmmm...This weird place. What's going on here? What's with all this..."Technology"?

Yohei Nanami : What's this "Giant Robot" doing here underneath a city in Nevada like this? Huh? Who's this Deathscythe Hell robot?

Shotaro the Dokeshi : Now, I understand what really created the weapons for. Someone has been collecting souls to power up a giant robot for it's energy. Who could've stolen a machine that isn't theres?

Death the Kid [o.s] : So...You three saw it, didn't you? But I know how to make it all up for you.

[the gang turns and sees someone in shocked]

Shotaro the Dokeshi : Oh no! It can't be...Y-You!

[TV BUZZING]

"The Present Day..."

Marie Mjolnir : Oh, phooey! I can't believe that Asuza would go off and leave me behind! It's no fair that a woman at this height, makes me wanna go smash a toilet, a human toilet. I hope the Mario Bros doesn't stick their plungers in my...(shivers) Brrr! I feel like that I'm the smart one to think that being a woman in Oceania that doesn't make the count. Oh, Well, I better what's on the front page now on today's news. [drinks a bit of her coffe while looking at a newspaper, but then spits out] *coughing* What the...?

[NEWSPAPER : FRANKEN STEIN DEAD IN TOKYO]

Marie Mjolnir : "Franken Stein Dead in Tokyo"?! How could Franken Stein be dead like this? He's not dead, he's been murdered! [reads the newspaper] "The body of local teacher/Meister and former doctor has been found dead in the Tokyo Area after a mysterious masked black figure from the 20th century has assassinated him with an Axe." So I'm starting to bother that the reason Franken Stein hadn't been shown his face in Tokyo, because he was assassinated by a man called Sammy Lawrence! Aha! So that's what Franken Stein was after Medusa, The real Franken Stein was killed and assassinated by Sammy because he was going find out the truth about Soul World, which is part of the Legacy, and "Sammy" wants someone to destroy the Legacy created by Shinra. What the hell have we've been fighting for? Hmm? [sees Eruka walking out of the cafe.] Hey, isn't that one of Medusa's goons that used an injection needle to revive Shinra's grandson? Maybe I go need to tell froggy about this. [gets up from table and walks up to Eruka] Hey, excuse me, ma'am. I need to talk?

Eruka Frog : Who the hell is it? [realizing] Oh sh*t! It's one of the good guys! Darn! I mustn't let Shinra's pawn get to incarcerate me in Louisiana! I don't want to go back to Louisiana! [Marie grabs hers hand]

Marie Mjolnir : Look! What's your problem, frogger? I'm not going to incarcerate you in Louisiana. I'm just want to ask you about the incident happening in Nevada. Do you know why on earth did you revive Shinra's grandson? And what did you use Ink to revive him?

Eruka Frog : Ngh! Piss off, Toilet smasher! [runs off]

[Theme of Saigoh - Kenichi Tokoi]

Marie Mjolnir : Gah! Hey, come back! [runs off to chase after Eruka] Hey, I'm not done with you, yet!

Eruka Frog : *panting*

Marie Mjolnir : Hey, I said come back here! Hey stop! Where do you think you're going!? Hey, stop, damn you! I said stop!

Eruka Frog : Oh god!

[the two jumps on the cars to get across]

Marie Mjolnir : Sorry! Pardon me! Excuse me, sir!

Eruka Frog : *panting* Can't loose to her! Gotta get somewhere to find...[gasped in shock as a she sees a trucking coming by, causing her stop] Woaaah! *THUD* Oof! [turns and sees Marie Mjolnir] Aah! Please forgive me! I'm sorry for what I ever worked with that Doppelganger! I won't do it again! I promise!

Marie Mjolnir : I want answers now! What did you do with the Ink that was inside Asura's body? Where is it?

Eruka Frog : Ah...I...I don't have it anymore! I used it all up!

Marie Mjolnir : Cut the crap, you idiot! [grabs her by shirt]

Eruka Frog : Please! I'm sorry! Forgive me for what we've done!

[scene changes to the alley]

Eruka Frog : Hey, man! I am very sorry! It turns out that the Medusa I know has been a fake all along and the real one used us to revive the grandson of the Kusakabe, in which we witches got involved as the baddies! But please, don't hurt me! I've got a family back home in the Louisiana Bayou! Please, you gotta understand a witch knows best! It's not like that I've witnessed a crime or anything!

Marie Mjolnir : that's your problem of putting our planet in danger because of that Heartless Doppelganger you worked with, but I still need answers about the Ink you used to revive Asura Kusakabe!

Eruka Frog : Look, you want something!? Well, I got something for ya! Ink? You want something that is Ink? Here! Takes this bottle of black ink, it will definitely think it's the blood that Medusa created with.

Marie Mjolnir : This is regular ink, I don't want any of that stuff. Go buy you some paint or something.

Eruka Frog : Look! That's all I have that I got something for ya! I'm planning to leave this entire and god forsaken country, see look at me, I'm broke, I'm bankrupted, I'm officially cleaned out of my pockets! And there's more where that came from, I don't know if there was ink inside of Asura's body, the ink inside of the madman's body would eventually turn into a monster! A really big monster, who has the heart of a heartless bastard!

Marie Mjolnir : Quit your whining! And tell me! [pushes Eruka against the wall] Who was that man with a mask that killed the real Franken Stein, The man that I have been with for 13 years!?

Eruka Frog : That man? I don't who that masked creep is, but I believe that he had a connection with the Gorgon Sisters, the real ones that were captured by those Keyblade Wielders and detectives! More importantly, the Gorgon Sisters that the good guys putting their hatred were actually bunch of heartless doppelgangers, a diversion orchestrated by Ansem just to lure them out to the Darkness.

Marie Mjolnir : Ansem? The Seeker of Darkness? Where the hell is that heartless bastard?!

Eruka Frog : Can't tell him for sure, they'll burn me if I told you the answer to seek the truth! You might not just know to seek those answers to all to the truth.

Marie Mjolnir : And where is this Sammy Lawrence's residence that he has been hiding from the public for many years!?

Eruka Frog : I know where he and the Ink Demon bodily fluid came from. I heard that one of Medusa's Lair is connected to Joey Drew Studios, a 20th century cartoon studio that was closed for years after a tremendous accident due to Sammy Lawrence's work on the project that he was developing the demon. Medusa gets all the ink from Sammy that was part of the project they both worked on. If you ever step foot into that studio, you'll be food for his creation of a demon!

Marie Mjolnir : If the Ink and Black Blood was part of a project that closed down the studio, then why was Crona involved with it?

Eruka Frog : Because that kid was part of an experiment, in which he was the second subject to become an Ink Demon, and the last ones should be next. If that happens, then this whole planet is done for! [releases Eruka] Aaah!

Marie Mjolnir : So, Sammy Lawrence was behind all of this. Can't believe that I seek the truth, and finding out that this was all setup by Shinra Kusakabe, that unbelievable bastard! Why would anyone would not let us seek the truth? Why would they hide everything? Maka's mother knew that she was the only woman, who could really spread truth to the world. And now, I must make moves before this could happened to humanity. I just know where the next clue might lead to. [looks at her cellphone] Hmm? I better make a call about this.

~ Twenty-First Scene : Operation : Mad Clown Pt.2 ~