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“Yes, alright. Theoretically.” A small, hesitant smile made its way across his features. Jayce felt his own face mirror the response.  “We just created a renewable backup energy source.”  “Mhm,” Viktor’s eyes finally left the prototype and found Jayce’s. “In theory.” “It works. Like—theoretically, it works, but… it works?” Viktor’s smile spread and, while it was still small and hesitant, Jayce felt like he’d achieved something great. Well, aside from the obvious, of course. “Yes, Jayce. It works.” He shrugged one shoulder, his head tilting to the side. “Theoretically.”

Chapter 5 of Black Hole Fantasy (my PacRim AU) is up, after my 100 day hiatus. Back in Jayce's perspective, this time featuring Jaeger discussions, prototypes, and a Heimerdinger sighting.

Next time: Major life changes! And maybe some conflict, who knows :)

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Morning manifestations that I will finish my Peter and Johnny circa 2-In-One fic, but I haven't yet so instead have a ~450 word snippet of the WIP because this has been eating at my brain and I need it out.

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“Johnny?” Peter’s voice came out tinny through the phone. The sound was muffled from where the speaker pressed against the pillows. “What the hell, man? I’ve been trying to call you for hours!” 

“No consolations about the race?” The popcorned ceiling was perfect to make small patterns out of, connecting the shadows cast from the lamplight into their own pictures from his spot on the bed. He could feel the buzz of sound from the phone as Peter started to talk and quickly steamrolled over whatever he had to say. “It’s okay, we’ll get ‘em next time. Not like they have to worry about me in a crash like that anyway.”

“That isn’t funny. You could’ve died.”

“Who, me?” That was a funny thought. Not really funny, not in the way that it had Johnny thinking about all the things that had gotten to him before, but funny enough that it had him laughing under his words. “As if a little heat was gonna take me out. Oh -- hey! Did I look cool walking away from the fire? I hope someone got a good picture.” 

“Are you drunk?” 

Peter’s mood was starting to sour Johnny’s too, which was no fun. This was supposed to be an easy call to get Peter off of his back, and that clearly wasn’t working out. “You know me. I burn through alcohol faster than anyone else, pun very much intended.” He cast a glance over to the empty bottles on the small desk against one wall, rolling his eyes back to the ceiling. “I’ll be fine in an hour, tops. Can’t even stay drunk for long.” 

Peter grumbled something under his breath, the sound of fabric shuffling and keys clinking against each other drowning the specific words out. “Where are you right now?” he asked, opening some door on his end of the call. “Are you at your place?”

“Don’t have my place anymore. You sold the building, remember?” Not that he'd been living there at the time. That seemed like forever ago, now. A distant memory in a pile of other memories, all of them building and building to… something. This, maybe, whatever this was. Peter had started talking, probably something about their previous argument, but it didn’t really matter. Johnny wasn’t mad anymore. He wasn’t much of anything, anymore. “I bought the Avenger's mansion, by the way. Wish you'd waited just a bit longer before selling, could’ve gotten back the real thing instead.” 

“Where are you right now?” 

Peter’s voice was firm, now, his tone teetering into something almost angry. The buzzing of the phone against the pillow next to Johnny’s temple was starting to get distracting, the feeling a decent enough substitute for real company. “Away,” he breathed out, tracing more patterns across the roof with his eyes. He was pretty sure they weren’t really spinning, which was a good litmus test for his alcohol levels. “Thought a vacation from everything would be good.”

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Forever thinking about marvel 2-in-One and not just because it didn't get a proper resolution (which is its whole own thing) but also because I cannot stop thinking about what would've happened if, instead of getting Ben to go after Johnny, Peter went to see Johnny himself. He knows where he is and is clearly worried enough about him to reach out about it, and it's not like he hasn't dealt with a powerless Johnny Storm before (hello FF 2014).

Idk I love so much of that run and wouldn't want to change it, but I also can't stop thinking about what Peter's reaction to the scene Ben was greeted with when he goes to find Johnny would've been. Can't imagine anything good!

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My brain is in the negative zone

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Snippet of my WIP where FF:FS Johnny who knows his universe's Peter lands in MCU canon under the cut. Not sure if this is anything but it's been wedged into my brain

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In his likely concussion-scrambled mind, one thing kept pressing at the edges. “I thought you were helping with evac?” The teleportation warp shouldn’t have caused any time dilation, as far as they knew. But, then again, he had been pushed in and out and that pulling certainly didn’t feel normal. Maybe that was why nobody was on comms. They could all be out of range, looking for him somewhere else. He could’ve been gone for days, weeks—

“Uh, no? No evac from what?”

Well, that only caused more questions. 

“From the city, Spidey. The whole place evacuated to Subterranea on account of the planet eating giant coming to Time Square? Ring any bells?” He pressed his shoulders further up the wall as best as he could manage, looking up at Spider-Man.

Huh. That costume looked a bit different, didn’t it? He blinked forcefully a couple of times, trying to make sense of the changes and to ease his rising headache.

“Ok, you definitely got your bell rung pretty badly by that crash.” Beneath the blank white stare of the mask's eyes, Johnny could make out the furrowing of eyebrows. “What was the plan there, anyway? Testing out a new, DIY-missile strategy? Like,” he used one hand to mime a missile falling and whistled a sound, then showed it crashing into a small explosion with both hands. “I’ve never seen something like that, really. Where’d you even—”

“Pete, man, I’m being serious here,” Johnny cut in sharply. 

Peter froze completely, hands stalling where they’d been gesturing. 

“What?” 

“I don’t know how long it’s been, but I just saw Sue go down, and I’ve gotta know what’s—” 

Before Johnny could finish, Peter was talking again. “What did you call me?” His voice was low and guarded, the tone so far from anything Johnny had heard from Peter before that he barely recognized it. 

The room behind Peter was spinning, and Johnny still had no idea where his family was. Now was really not the time for this. “Nobody else is here,” Johnny explained, pained. “My comms are dead, I think, not like they don’t already know. You don’t have to play stupid, Peter, I’ve just gotta know what—”

“How do you know my name?”  

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Fantastic Four vol. 8 #002 (2025)

Someone's jealous they didn't get their own individual theme song huh

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Spoilers for First Steps below scroll if you haven't seen!

idk if anyone would be interested but I've gotten the idea of FF:FS Johnny going through the portal with Galactus and ending up in the canon timeline MCU-verse stuck in my head and it will not go away but to me it needs this specific aspect:

I think it would be so funny if FF:FS's universe already had their Spider-Man and Peter Parker and he and Johnny had a bit of their comics 616 frenemies dynamic from when they're younger back there (albeit with an accelerated identity reveal), so when he shows up in the canon universe he knows who Peter is. Imagine you're Peter Parker and the whole world has had its memory of you erased and then this human meteor crashes into a downtown building, thinks it's the 60s, and somehow knows who you are despite Nobody knowing that and, more importantly, you've never seen him before in your life

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My heart 🥺

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When I start a new chapter I write a little note for myself with how many words were in the doc before the new chapter so it's an easy little touchstone of knowing how many words are in each chapter and for the past two they've had fun numbers that I wanted to share

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my cat watches me sleep with one eye open. 👁️ I bet Rio did the same with Viktor.

So yeah, my mind is still Arcane brain rot.

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He stood transfixed, looking at the page as if the words would reveal some ulterior motive if he watched them for long enough.  Surely, Jayce didn’t mean this. He didn’t need a partner from nowhere helping him with his work, he was an engineer in the Piltover compound. He couldn’t possibly want Viktor’s input, couldn’t possibly want to help Viktor with his research. But Viktor, horribly, found that he did. He wanted, and he wanted so suddenly it was impossible to ignore. 

Chapter 4 of Black Hole Fantasy, my PacRim AU fic is up! This time featuring Ekko, Jinx, and Viktor's half of some of the bits we've seen already.

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A comic about dreamers

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pacific rim fucks severely for a lot of reasons but my favorite is that it opens with "the lizard aliens are unionizing so we built robots running on the power of love to fight them you got all that right" and before you have time to really process that concept bam gunshot body on the floor and the movie goes "now consider the vast power of grief in this setup" it never really stops considering

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Once the other voices were gone, Jayce was left alone at his desk with only the patter of rain as his company. Despite this, he had the oddest sensation of being watched. The hairs on the back of his neck were prickling, but as he looked around it confirmed that he was alone.  “Are you there?”  Unsurprisingly, there was no response.   Maybe Viktor’s real goal here was driving Jayce to insanity. If that was true, he was doing an awfully good job. 

Chapter Three of my Arcane Pacific Rim AU fic is up for anyone interested! -> Black Hole Fantasy

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There was a ghost in the academy walls. Jayce had thought nothing of the superstition at first, chalking it up to a mix of harmless pranks and people overworking themselves to delirium. Besides, what kind of ghost went around doing math every night? But, this was different. Someone had gone into Jayce’s private notebook and added their own thoughts.

I've never really posted about fics on Tumblr, but if anyone is at all interested in a take on a Pacific Rim setting for an Arcane fic, I have the first two chapters up here -> Black Hole Fantasy