#fire tornado full of rocks

[mercillery]

REQUEST: Do you think you can do the request for the reader who was a villain in the entire superhero world who somehow gets transported into one piece world and meet yandere Shanks? I like to imagine the reader acting naturally mischievous, just like Jinx from Arcane, although she only did it for fun and to survive for some reason.

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD

NOTES: I really hope I did this right because I have NOT been on my A game lately 😭

Your arrival in the One Piece world is less of a graceful entrance and more of an explosion—literally.

One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you’re plummeting from the sky like some demented shooting star, limbs flailing and curses flying. You crash into the middle of a bustling port town, sending crates, seagulls, and the occasional unlucky bystander scattering in all directions. The dust settles, and there you are, standing in a crater of your own making, grinning like you meant to do that all along.

Welcome to the Grand Line, where logic checks out and chaos clocks in.

The marines stare at you with the wide-eyed horror usually reserved for sea kings or Luffy’s buffet bill. Pirates gawk, unsure whether to laugh, run, or offer you a drink.

You give them your signature sharp, mischievous grin—one part charm, two parts “I’m going to ruin your day,” and an extra sprinkle of “just try me.” Confusion ripples through the crowd like a wave. You bask in it, your energy crackling and boundless, a living storm wrapped in human skin.

The local pirate crew, tough guys with a collective IQ rivaling a bag of rocks, size you up and make the classic mistake: they think you’re just some eccentric with a flair for drama.

That’s when you move. Before they can blink, you’ve turned their leader’s sword into a modern art installation, shoved two marines into a barrel labeled “Pickled Fish Heads,” and balanced a seagull on your shoulder for dramatic effect. Panic and hilarity ensue.

Word travels fast on the high seas, and it doesn’t take long for whispers of your chaos to reach ears in the highest (and lowest) places. The World Government adds your name to their ever-growing list of headaches, filed under “urgent” and “why do we even bother?” You’re not just a problem—you’re a full-scale diplomatic incident wrapped in a smirk and delivered with a bow. Basically, you’re a concern now.

But it’s not just the marines who take notice. Somewhere far off, a certain red-haired pirate lifts an eyebrow. “Looks like there’s a new wild card in the deck,” Shanks mutters, eyes glinting with that mix of amusement and intrigue. Congratulations, you’ve officially caught the attention of the world’s most unpredictable forces. This is where his obsession with you begins.

At first, Shanks is amused—entertained, even—by the novelty you bring to the seas. Honestly, who wouldn't be? The way you breeze through confrontations with the grace of a tornado and the subtlety of a sledgehammer piques his interest.

Watching you dismantle the strongest foes, evade the deadliest traps, and still manage to smile through it all is like watching a firework show that never ends—bright, unpredictable, and dangerously beautiful.

But Shanks isn’t some easily impressed fool. No, he’s smarter than that. He doesn’t just enjoy the show and move on. No, his amusement slowly morphs into something deeper. Something more…obsessive. You don’t just break rules—you make your own. And that, my friend, gets under his skin in a way he wasn’t prepared for.

It’s not just the chaos you bring to the table, but the fact that you seem to slip through danger with such ease. You take risks like you’re daring the world to stop you, and yet—you never get caught.

Shanks, being the perceptive captain he is, knows there’s something behind that. There’s a fire in you, sure, but there’s also something more—a certain… darkness? A guardedness that doesn’t show on the surface but flickers in your eyes every time someone gets too close.

Oh, he notices that. You laugh and joke with everyone around you, your antics a constant stream of unexpected, glorious chaos, but when it’s just you—when the spotlight’s not on you, when you're not performing for an audience—you’re different.

Your smile tightens, sharp as a blade, more of a dare than an invitation. It’s like a challenge in disguise, one that says, If you want something from me, you better be prepared for the cost. Shanks watches, fascinated, as you put on this show of being carefree and invincible, but underneath all the madness, you’re calculating. You’re always thinking, always a step ahead.

It’s obvious you don’t trust anyone, not completely, and Shanks? Well, Shanks doesn’t push too hard. Not yet, anyway.

He’s intrigued, yes. But he’s not stupid. He knows better than to charge in like some lovesick fool. You? You’re unpredictable, like a live wire just waiting to snap. He doesn’t want to get too close too fast, doesn’t want to make you feel cornered or raise an eyebrow at him.

And besides, that’s part of the fun, isn’t it? Watching from a distance, observing your every move, figuring out what makes you tick. The dance between curiosity and caution. Where did you come from? Who are you, really? How do you work? What makes someone like you—so erratic, so full of life—tick? Is it just instinct? A desire to keep the chaos alive? Or is there more to you than meets the eye?

And so, he watches. He watches the way you challenge the strongest and most fearsome foes like it’s nothing more than a Tuesday morning. He watches the way you smile at danger, never afraid of it, never running from it—just wading through it like you were born for it.

And more than anything, he watches the way you handle yourself when the storm clears, when you’re alone in the aftermath of all your destruction. In short, his intrigue starts with hearing about you, then turns into obsession when he finally sees you in action. Shanks is no stranger to dangerous things. And you, my dear, are dangerous—albeit in the best way possible.

Eventually, after admiring you from the shadows for so long, he decides to approach you. He does it in the most Shanks-like way possible: a mix of casual charm and reckless abandon. He’s not one for grand entrances; no crashing through walls or dramatic monologues here. No, he’s more of a “show up when you least expect it, but somehow it feels like he’s been there all along” type.

Picture this: you’re lounging somewhere high up—because heights are fun and gravity is just a suggestion when you’re you. Maybe you’re perched on a crooked rooftop, legs dangling dangerously over the edge as you tinker with a small gadget you found in some unsuspecting marine’s coat pocket. It’s a ticking contraption that probably shouldn’t be ticking, but that’s half the fun, isn’t it? The town below is bustling, oblivious to the chaos brewing in your hands. A seagull eyes you warily, as if it’s considering retirement if you stick around any longer.

That’s when he makes his move.

Shanks approaches you the way a cat would approach a bird—slow, steady, and with a smirk that suggests he already knows how this will end. He makes his presence known before he gets too close, humming some sea shanty that’s off-key enough to be endearing but not so bad that you’d throw your shoe at him.

He’s got his signature grin in place, the kind that says I’m here for a good time and maybe a headache or two. The townspeople below don’t even bat an eye; they’re too busy trying to remember if they left their windows locked the last time you strolled by.

Now, Shanks isn’t trying to startle you. He’s smarter than that—he’s seen what happens to those who catch you off guard. One minute, they’re standing proud, and the next, they’re tied up in some sort of human pretzel that makes them reconsider all their life choices.

No, he doesn’t want to be on the receiving end of whatever improvised booby trap you have up your sleeve today. So, once he’s within sight, he makes sure to announce himself, arms spread wide as if to say, Look! No hidden swords, no sudden moves. Just me and my questionable sense of judgment.

“Am I interrupting, or is this a bad time to mention that thing’s probably set to explode?” He quips, eyes twinkling with amusement. Of course, he’s not really worried—it’s Shanks. The man’s faced off against warlords and monsters that would send most pirates running home to their mothers, so a mischievous villain with a penchant for mayhem? That’s practically a vacation.

You arch a brow, glancing from him to the gadget that’s still ticking away. It’s almost funny—the most wanted man on the seas is standing there, grinning at you like he’s just wandered into a tavern and found the last seat at the bar.

Shanks knows he’s playing a risky game, approaching you unarmed and unafraid. But then again, that’s exactly the kind of gamble he loves. He’s betting that the spark of curiosity in your eyes will outweigh whatever impulse tells you to turn this meeting into a test of reflexes. And let’s be honest: he’s not wrong.

You tilt your head, the corners of your mouth quirking up just enough to let him know you’re intrigued—but not enough to let him off the hook. What’s his angle? Why is one of the most infamous pirates in the world standing here, acting like he’s just interrupted a casual hobby and not a potentially catastrophic experiment?

It’s not lost on you that most would run in the opposite direction at the mere sight of you tinkering with something potentially explosive. But this man? This ridiculous, audacious, red-haired captain? He’s leaning in, all while wearing that grin that’s one part roguish and two parts I’m absolutely going to regret this later. And somehow, that’s exactly what makes him fascinating.

At first, it’s almost funny. Because after that he’ll just start popping up out of nowhere, leaning casually against a market stall or sipping a drink at some rowdy tavern you’re sure he has no business being in.

He always wears that same knowing smile, as if the universe itself just happens to love playing matchmaker with you two. “Crazy running into you here,” he’ll say, voice laced with that lazy, deep amusement that makes you want to both smirk and roll your eyes. Crazy? Please. The only thing crazier is how often he’s finding you in the middle of your next big scheme.

But soon, the pattern becomes unmistakable. It doesn’t matter where you go—a sleepy fishing village where you may or may not have set a few docks on fire for fun, or a dense jungle where you’re sure no one could possibly find you while you scout for mischief—there he is.

Always at the perfect time, always with that lopsided grin and a sparkle in his eye that says he’s loving every second of it. It’s uncanny, really. The man’s supposed to be one of the most powerful pirates alive, yet here he is, spending an absurd amount of time just “accidentally” running into you.

And oh, how it gets under your skin. Because whether you’re raiding a marine base disguised as a disheveled merchant or setting up a prank involving way too much gunpowder and a seagull with questionable morals, there he is—unfazed and curious, with that maddening, calm presence of his.

He’s not just watching; he’s studying you, savoring every moment like you’re the best show on the high seas. Sure, anyone else would be calling for backup or running for cover, but not him. No, he’s the fool standing in the eye of the storm, watching with the kind of exhilarated wonder usually reserved for treasure hunts or legendary battles.

You, on the other hand, start to notice his little game. The “oincidences” pile up until they’re as obvious as a sea king at a beach party. You’re torn between annoyance and amusement. It’s flattering, in a way.

After all, it’s not every day that someone like Shanks, with all his charm and laid-back swagger, goes out of his way to stalk—sorry, coincidentally encounter—someone as unpredictable as you.

But it’s also infuriating. Who does he think he is, trying to turn the tables on you? You’re the master of chaos, the orchestrator of mayhem, and here he is, making you feel like you’re the one caught in some elaborate game.

Still, you try to outwit him. You switch up your routines, veer off into the most uncharted, unpredictable places, places so remote even the mapmakers just gave up and doodled sea monsters instead. You lay low, stir up trouble in places you’re sure won’t make it back to any pirate worth their salt. But somehow, some way, there he is.

Maybe he’s helping himself to an ale at the dingiest bar you could find, or maybe he’s leaning against a tree in the middle of nowhere, one hand on his sword and a smirk that practically screams, You didn’t really think I’d let you get away that easily, did you?

And if you try to push him away, that just won’t work. If anything, he’s more enchanted. Because to Shanks, every glitter bomb, every prank, every trick you pull is just another piece of the puzzle, another reason to be fascinated by you.

And somewhere between dodging your traps and trying not to laugh himself to death, he realizes he’s not just amused anymore—he’s head-over-heels, completely gone, the kind of infatuation that doesn’t end with simple fascination but with something much deeper. The man who could laugh off an admiral’s challenge now finds himself more captivated by you than any battle or bounty could ever make him.

Shanks’ affection sneaks in slowly, like a storm building on the horizon—quiet at first, but impossible to ignore once it hits. It starts as something harmless: an extra drink sent your way when you’re raising hell in a tavern, a knowing smirk as he casually keeps one hand on his sword when a fight breaks out.

But then it grows.

He starts hovering—not in an obvious, clingy way, but enough that it feels like he’s always a step behind you. Whether you’re flipping off marines or turning another pirate’s ship into a makeshift fireworks display, he’s there. Watching. Always watching.

And for someone who’s supposed to be laid-back, Shanks sure has a knack for snapping to attention whenever you’re around. His laugh gets a little tighter when someone brings up your antics, like he’s torn between pride and worry.

His crewmates don’t miss a thing, of course, but they keep their mouths shut. They know better than to tease their captain about the gleam in his eye whenever you come up in conversation—or the way his fingers tap restlessly on the table when he hasn’t “accidentally” bumped into you in a while.

It’s funny, really. Shanks is a Yonko, one of the most feared men in the world, and yet here he is, acting like a lovesick teenager. And the best part? He thinks he’s hiding it. He’s still doing his whole carefree routine, leaning against doorframes and cracking jokes like he doesn’t have an entire fleet of informants feeding him your every move.

But the shift is there, subtle but undeniable. His usual nonchalant swagger stiffens just a bit when another pirate crew gets too close to you, his grin falters for half a second when someone else makes you laugh, and his voice drops into something darker, something more dangerous, when he tells you, “Stay where I can see you.”

Oh, and let’s not forget the moment you decide to respond in the most you way possible. Because if Shanks is going to try to rein in your chaos, you’re going to remind him exactly who he’s dealing with.

Maybe you flash him your sharpest grin, the kind that screams I dare you. Or maybe you immediately do the opposite of what he asked, vanishing into the crowd like a puff of smoke just to see how fast he’ll find you again. (Spoiler alert: it’s fast. Too fast, honestly. How does he keep doing that?)

Or maybe you just pull one of your classic stunts—a grenade-like gadget tossed high into the air with a wild laugh, sending nearby pirates scrambling for cover while you pirouette out of harm’s way. The chaos doesn’t faze you; it’s your natural state.

Shanks, on the other hand? He doesn’t even flinch. He just stands there, arms crossed, watching you with that maddening mix of amusement and exasperation, like a parent watching their kid lick a lightning rod during a storm. Sure, he’s smiling, but there’s a tightness to it, a barely-contained edge that says, You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?

But that’s the thing about Shanks—he’s not angry. No, he’s enchanted. You’re a hurricane in human form, and he doesn’t want to tame you. He just wants to keep you safe. And that’s the part that messes him up the most: you don’t need him to protect you. You’ve been surviving on your own for years. You don’t need Shanks. But oh, does he need you.

And the more he watches you dance on the edge of chaos, the deeper he falls. He sees the way you laugh in the face of danger, the way you challenge anyone and everyone with that gleam in your eye, like you’ve got nothing to lose. But he also sees the cracks, the moments when your guard slips and the weight of your past sneaks through.

And those moments? They hit him harder than any punch ever could. Because for all your chaos, all your wild unpredictability, he knows there’s a part of you that’s still searching—for what, he’s not sure. Safety? Belonging? Something else entirely? Whatever it is, Shanks wants to be the one to give it to you.

But he’s careful. Oh, he’s so careful. He can’t let you see just how deep this obsession goes—not yet. He keeps his grin wide, his tone light, his demeanor easygoing. But every time you pull one of your stunts, every time you put yourself in danger just for the thrill of it, his heart clenches.

And when someone else gets too close, when they so much as look at you the wrong way, that laid-back facade cracks, just for a second. Because Shanks may be calm, may be collected, but when it comes to you? He’s a man on the edge. And you? You’re still playing your own game, dancing circles around everyone who tries to keep up.

Let’s skip to maybe a few months or so: It’s one of those rare, quiet moments—well, as quiet as things get with you around. Maybe you’re perched precariously on a ledge, fiddling with some contraption made from salvaged parts that you swiped from a marine ship, casually ignoring the fact that the thing looks like it’s one wrong wire away from detonating in your hands. Shanks is nearby, sitting cross-legged on a crate, his hat tipped back and his arms resting on his knees, watching you like you’re the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen. And honestly, you are.

That’s when you drop it. Completely unprompted, of course, because why would you bother easing him into it? One second you’re talking about how annoying it is that the marines keep sticking Wanted posters of you up in towns you haven’t even been to yet, and the next, you’re casually saying, “Oh yeah, by the way, I’m not even from this world. So that’s a thing.”

Shanks pauses mid-drink, the rim of his mug hovering just shy of his lips as he blinks at you. For once, the ever-unflappable Red-Haired Yonko looks... well, flapped. He sets his beverage down slowly, his eyes narrowing in that curious, thoughtful way of his, like he’s trying to decide whether you’re messing with him or if you’ve finally gone completely off the deep end. (Let’s face it, it’s a toss-up.)

You, of course, are completely unbothered by his reaction. In fact, you’re barely paying attention to him at all, too busy tinkering with your little doomsday device—or whatever the hell that thing is.

You start explaining, your words coming out in bursts of chaotic energy as you wave your hands around (which, considering you’re holding wires and probably a live battery, is extremely concerning).

You tell him about your world—how it’s full of superheroes and villains, and how you were one of the latter. Not because you were evil or anything, but because it was fun. Survival was tough in a world like yours, so you made your own fun, pulled a few heists, caused a bit of mayhem, blew up a few buildings here and there (details, details).

You glance up at Shanks, your eyes sparkling with mischief, and add, “And then one day, BAM! Out of nowhere, I get spawn and fall from the sky and into this place. Like the universe itself went, ‘You know what? You’re too much for this world. Let’s try you somewhere else.’” You laugh, loud and unrestrained, clearly enjoying the absurdity of it all.

Shanks, meanwhile, is still trying to process what you’ve just told him. It’s not that he doesn’t believe you—honestly, at this point, he’d believe just about anything when it comes to you—but it’s a lot to take in. Another world? With superheroes and villains? And you—you—were one of the villains? He can’t help but chuckle at that. Of course, you were. It explains so much.

Still, he has questions. So many questions. Like, how did you get here? Can you go back? Do you even want to go back? And, more importantly, what kind of idiot superheroes let you run wild long enough to wreak havoc in their world?

He doesn’t ask, though—not yet. Instead, he watches as you get bored of your gadget and toss it behind you with a shrug, causing a small explosion that sends a flock of seagulls squawking into the sky. You don’t even flinch, just lean back on your hands and grin like a kid who just got away with stealing cookies from the jar.

“That explains why no one’s ever heard of you,” Shanks finally says, his tone light but his eyes sharp, studying you. “Not that it matters. You’ve already made a name for yourself here.”

You smirk at him, that wild, mischievous grin that makes his chest tighten in a way he’s not ready to unpack. Of course, you’ve made a name for yourself here. You’re you. Doesn’t matter what world you’re in—you’re always going to be the storm that leaves chaos in its wake.

But what Shanks doesn’t say—what he won’t say, not yet—is that your revelation changes everything for him. Because now, it’s not just about keeping you safe from the marines or rival pirates. It’s not just about protecting you from the dangers of this world. It’s about keeping you here. In this world. With him. Because if you’re not from here, if you somehow came from somewhere else, then what’s to stop you from vanishing again?

The thought sends a spike of unease through him, but he buries it beneath his usual easy grin. He won’t let that happen. He can’t. You’ve turned his world upside down in the best possible way, and he’s not about to let you slip through his fingers.

If the universe went through the trouble of dropping you into his life, then damn it, he’s going to make sure you stay there. Even if it means playing along with your chaos and keeping his own obsession hidden behind that charming, carefree facade.

And so, life continues—a kaleidoscope of chaos, obsession, and unpredictable adventures that leave the Grand Line buzzing with your name. Shanks, ever the enigma, plays his role of charming pirate captain to perfection, but you know better by now.

The surface-level grin, the casual remarks, the way he always "just happens" to be in the same port town as you? Yeah, no one’s buying that anymore. The man is hooked, and not even the sea itself could untangle him from you.

But the question lingers—what next? You’ve already turned this world upside down, left a trail of havoc, and made a Yonko, one of the most powerful men alive, fall head-over-peg-legs obsessed with you.

And yet, your spirit is as untamed as ever. Shanks knows this, too. Oh, he’d love for you to stay, to have you as part of his crew or even just within reach, but you? You’re not the type to stick around for too long. You’re a storm, a burst of energy that refuses to be tied down by anything—not even the Red-Haired Pirate himself.

Still, Shanks can’t help but hope. He won’t say it outright, of course. Instead, he’ll do what he does best: adapt.

If you decide to wander, he’ll make sure to hear about your escapades—whether from his informants, his crew, or the occasional Wanted poster featuring your grinning face plastered in every marine office from here to the New World. And if he hears that you’re in trouble? Oh, he’ll be there. Not immediately, because that would be too obvious, but soon enough to lend a hand and maybe—just maybe—steal a bit more of your time.

And if you do decide to stay? If you decide that maybe, just maybe, the chaotic magnetism between the two of you is worth exploring? Well, Shanks isn’t going to complain. He’ll welcome you with open arms and maybe a locked door or two—just in case you try to bolt, ready to see where this wild ride takes the both of you.

But here’s the thing—this is your story. Whether you stick around, sail off on your own, or somehow find a way back to your world of superheroes, it’s all up to you.

Shanks knows this, even if he hates to admit it. He knows he can’t control you, and truthfully, he wouldn’t want to. That unbridled chaos is part of what drew him to you in the first place.

So maybe one day you’ll vanish, just as suddenly as you arrived, leaving behind a legend that grows wilder with every retelling. Or maybe you’ll stick around, redefining what it means to be a pirate in this world. Either way, one thing is certain: you’ve left a mark on this world—and on Shanks—that won’t be forgotten anytime soon.

And who knows? Maybe chaos itself has finally found a place it belongs. Or maybe it was never about belonging at all. Either way, the seas will never be the same. And neither will he.

[weepingtalecowboy]

People often make Wild the problem child

And obviously it fits

But legend's middlest of middle child energy let’s him get away with literally anything Wild wants to do

And he is so much worse than Wild

Wild gets called out for collecting monster parts

And he gets lectured while he has to see legend rip out the guts of several monsters and… just hoard them for the fun of it

And nobody even seems to see him do it right next to him because his middle child status makes him ignored by default

(He will at some point hand them over to the old witch for potion… but as long as it isn’t happening all goes right into his not so little hoard)

There are literally two games dedicated to collecting organs for the hero of legend campaign

Link between worlds and link to the past

Wild dives of a cliff and dies as a result

Legend wants the result of being dead and does the same

Legend dies not out of recklessness but to change his gear

(And he does it a lot as well)

Wild burns forests

Legend has the equivalent of a flamethrower for a fire rod and can create fire tornadoes

And even has the magic ability to set stuff on fire with just his hands

(Again link to the past and link between worlds)

Yet when he does it he again doesn’t get noticed while Wild gets lectured for it

Wild throws a rock in self defense

Legend throws anything not nailed down

(Including rocks,self summoned blocks, pots and also a literal sign he stole ,shrubs he uprooted (link to the past) , several explosives of unholy destruction (triforce heroes) and more importantly fairies he uses as bombs… somehow (cadence of Hyrule), sand rod exists so he can throw sand at people (link between worlds)

And again he does it when nobody is looking

Even worse he dresses up in cute outfits and then fights monsters looking fancy (triforce heroes)

Like a linebeck outfit

The Zelda outfit Wild wanted so badly

Fierce deity's armor for some reason

And the worst of all …

A cat girl outfit

Like legend can do that yet Wild can’t run around in boxers

Legend can also turn into a painting apparently because why not

And he uses it to cheat (Wild saw it first hand)

Wild gets asked to clear his slate yet legend has a full orchestra worth of instruments (including a piano and a cello) in his own

With a ton of other stuff

Yet Wild is apparently the problem!?!.!

The chain just ignores legend like the middle child he is that’s why he can get away with anything

[tailsthetheorist]

🦊 Tails' Joke Corner – Part 1 🦊

Welcome to the ultimate stash of Sonic laughs! Tails here, bringing you 100 jokes — with a splash of Shadow Generations glitch chaos too! Let's roll! 💨💥

1. Why did Sonic cross the road? To go faster than the chicken. 2. Why doesn’t Shadow like stairs? Because they’re not edgy enough. 3. What do you call it when Knuckles trips? An echidna slip-up. 4. Why is Eggman so round? Because he always comes back full circle. 5. What's Tails' favorite type of story? Whirl-wind tales! 6. Why did Shadow break the camera? It didn’t respect his power. 7. How do Chao stay organized? With Chaos Control! 8. What does Sonic say when he finishes a chili dog? "Gotta eat fast!" 9. Why did Rouge bring a ladder? To steal the spotlight. 10. What’s Shadow’s least favorite song? Let it Go — too much feeling. 11. Why is Silver always confused? Because it’s no use! 12. What do you get when Metal Sonic sings? Auto-tune attack. 13. Why didn’t Tails become a chef? He can’t whisk it. 14. What game does Shadow always win? Hide and Doom Seek. 15. What does Big the Cat say to Froggy every morning? “Let’s hop to it!” 16. Why don’t Badniks get invited to parties? They crash everything. 17. Why is Sonic always single? He's married to the speed. 18. Why did Amy bring a hammer to math class? To smash those problems. 19. Why did Infinite fail his evil plan? He wasn’t a-finite planner. 20. What’s Knuckles’ favorite hobby? Punching time cards. 21. Why did Shadow apply for a driving license? To get Shadow’s Edge over Sonic Kart. 22. What’s Eggman’s favorite music genre? Heavy Metal Sonic. 23. Why can’t Espio tell a good joke? He’s always too invisible. 24. What’s Sonic’s least favorite fruit? Slowberries. 25. What’s Blaze’s favorite fire type? Super spicy memes. 26. Why don’t Mobians ever lie? Because they can’t handle the truth rings. 27. Why did Shadow rage quit? Because the game disrespected his pain. 28. Why is Sonic never out of breath? He’s air-dashing through life. 29. Why did Rouge get kicked from the treasure hunt? She found everything too fast. 30. What’s the name of Sonic’s rock band? The Rolling Rings. 31. Why is Shadow always brooding? It’s part of his backstory contract. 32. Why did Silver take cooking lessons? He finally saw a future with food. 33. What’s Eggman’s bedtime story? The Boy Who Lost to a Hedgehog. 34. Why did the Chaos Emeralds go missing? Shadow borrowed them for a glow-up. 35. Why did Sonic get detention? He zoomed into the principal’s office. 36. What does Tails do during thunderstorms? Checks the tail-wind. 37. Why did Infinite scream “No!”? Because Sonic skipped his cutscene. 38. What’s Knuckles’ favorite drink? Punch (of course). 39. Why did Shadow glitch through the wall? Because he’s coded differently. 40. Why did Sonic bring a ladder to Green Hill Zone? He was going for higher ground. 41. Why doesn’t Rouge need maps? She follows the diamonds. 42. What’s Tails’ favorite snack? Spinach Puffs, for the spin dash. 43. Why did Eggman go on a diet? He wanted less Egg, more Man. 44. What’s Silver’s job in the future? Cleaning up all these bad timelines. 45. Why did Sonic ignore the loop? He already looped it 3 times today. 46. What’s Shadow’s favorite hobby? Spinning in cutscenes by accident. 47. Why does the ARK have no Wi-Fi? Because Shadow broke the router in 2001. 48. Why did Tails crash the Tornado again? Too many tabs open in his brain. 49. Why is Green Hill always sunny? Because the memes never stop shining. 50. What do you call a fake Chaos Emerald? A Ch-AI-os Emerald.

Tails: “Whew! I haven’t laughed this hard since Eggman tried skateboarding!” 🎉 Part 2 coming soon! Gotta laugh fast!

[critical-birb]

Even MORE Age of Calamity things I find funny:

-The Goron/Rito/Gerudo/Zora and Hylian armies all being identical clones for graphical reasons.

-Master Koga having a stress bar that fills up when he gets hit, and if it reaches full he just lays on the ground and kicks and cries like a toddler. The only two ways to prevent this from happening are eating a banana or SHOOTING A DEADLY LAZER FROM YOUR FACE.

-When Koga uses the stasis rune on the sheika slate, he accidently freezes himself instead of the enemy and the Yiga clan beat the shit out of him so he'll go flying into the enemy at high speeds when he's unfrozen.

-The SHEER amount of times Revali says the words "Finally, it is time to show everyone our true power" in cutscenes. Like. My guy. Its been like seven times now. Still waiting.

-The fucking mission where you're in the middle of a war and have to defete the malice hinnox, guardian, talus, as well as the ice/fire/electric moblins - only for Zelda's cutscene being like "...No!!!!! The BLOOD MOON!!!!! THEY'RE BACK!" and for you to immediatly have to fight them all over again akskdjfjfjf. As hilarious as it is frustrating.

-all the characters complimenting one another when they win. Very wholesome. Also them asking for help when they're in trouble. Except Revali who is frequently like "I'm a busy bird - but I supose I can help you if I must" and "I didn't need your help but I supose it's fine you were here."

-Yunobos weapon being a rock roast. Riju's weapon being a hair tie?? What even are the weapons in this game seriously.

-The batshit wild combo moves. Revali's fire tornado, Mipha's mega orb of water drowning bokoblins left right and center and Sidon's mega shark, Literally everything Urbosa does. Then the goofy ones like Koga being picked up by Yiga dudes and carried around and Riju summoning her soldiers to smack people for her.

-Goddess mode Zelda. Babe just floating around glowing like an angel while absolutely obliterating enemies with vibes alone.

-King Rhoams special move being.....changing clothes to look like a wood cutter. Apparently he liked to disguise himself as a mysterious old man even before he died. This also does absolutely nothing in terms of fighting advantages. He literally just changes clothes.

[astro-tag-9]

The signs as songs with anything pertaining to weather in the title

Aries Sun: Hot as Ice - Britney Spears

Aries moon: Hurricane - Halsey

Aries rising: Pocket full of sunshine - Natasha Bedingfield

Aries mars: Hot Tub - Yung Gravy

Taurus sun: Clouds - Whethan

Taurus moon: Raincoat - Timeflies

Taurus rising: Snow On The Beach - Taylor Swift

Taurus mars: After the storm - Mumford & Sons

Gemini sun: Cloudy Day - Tones & I

Gemini moon: Thunder - BOYS LIKE GIRLS

Gemini rising: Tornado Warnings - Sabrina Carpenter

Gemini mars: Cloudbusting - Kate Bush

Cancer sun: Between the Raindrops - Lifehouse

Cancer moon: Raining on Sunday - Keith Urban

Cancer rising: Hurricane - Kanye West

Cancer mars: A year without Rain - Selena Gomez & The Scene

Leo sun: Love is like a Heat Wave - Martha Reeves

Leo moon: Hot n Cold - Katy Perry

Leo rising: Break the Ice - Britney Spears

Leo mars: Body Heat - Selena Gomez

Virgo sun: Blowin the Wind - Bob Dylan

Virgo moon: Stop the Rain - Ed Sheeran

Virgo rising: Heartbreak Weather - Niall Horan

Virgo mars: Thunder - Lana Del Rey

Libra sun: Cloud Party - MUTO

Libra moon: All my friends are hot - Robyn Ottolini

Libra rising: Make it Rain - Ed Sheeran

Libra mars: November Rain - Guns n Roses

Scorpio sun: Tears in the Rain - The Weeknd

Scorpio moon: Rock you like a Hurricane - Scorpions

Scorpio rising: So Cold - Mahalo

Scorpio mars: Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood

Sagittarius sun: Thunderstruck - AC/DC

Sagittarius moon: Coldest Winter - Kanye West

Sagittarius rising: Hot Hot Hot - Buster Poindexter

Sagittarius mars: Midnight Rain - Taylor Swift

Capricorn sun: Kentucky Rain - Elvis

Capricorn moon: Cold Cold Cold - Cage the Elephant

Capricorn rising: Shivers - Ed Sheeran

Capricorn mars: Forever Winter - Taylor Swift

Aquarius Sun: Wonderin bout the wind - Morgan Wallen

Aquarius moon: Cold as you - Taylor Swift

Aquarius rising: Ride the lightning - Metallica

Aquarius mars: Thunder in the Rain - Kane Brown

Pisces sun: Fire in the Flood - Vance Joy

Pisces moon: Fire and Rain - James Taylor

Pisces rising: Cold Coffee - Ed Sheeran

Pisces mars: Purple Rain - Prince

[a-fluffer-nutter]

Best Bender

A/N - Day 17! Today's tickletober prompt is "Raspberries!" From the suggestion of my friendo @ultimatelee19 I did a little fic with Bolin and Korra from The Legend of Korra! I hope you all enjoy!

Word Count: 1,200

            Bolin knew better than to mess with Korra, but he couldn’t help it. Sure, she was the Avatar and all so her bending skills were the best the world had ever seen, but Bolin was a man of playful mischief, a trait he earned by being a little brother. Being the complete opposite of his serious brother, Bolin played the role of the team jester well, always trying to push his friend’s buttons whenever he got the chance to. Today however, after taunting Korra by saying that he was a superior Earth Bender than she was, the Avatar did not hold back. So here he was, almost completely compacted by rock, standing in the middle of their practice field, with only his head exposed to the world.

            “Think you’re the better Earth Bender now?” Korra asked, hands on her hips, admiring her work. She hadn’t really been in the mood to spar today, but she couldn’t pass up the chance to completely destroy Bolin in his specialty, that and he was always fun to fight. Mako tended to be too serious while they sparred, but Bolin? Bolin kept her on her toes, both with his bending prowess and his sharp wit.

            “Oh, I can totally get out of this,” acting tough, Bolin would have puffed out his chest if he wasn’t paralyzed.

            “I’d like to see you try,” Korra shifted her weight, leaning to one side as she crossed her arms. Ocean blue eyes full of amusement, Korra watched Bolin as he tried to squirm within his earthen prison, his head rotating around almost as much as an owl wolf would. Letting out soft grunts, Bolin struggled as much as he could, but he could not move enough to trigger his bending, wishing he could be like his brother and use his mouth to bend as Mako did when breathing fire.

            “Well, this is unfortunate,” Bolin said with a laugh. “I guess you win.”

            “Say I’m a better Earth Bender than you and I’ll let you free,” Korra’s smile was smug.

            “Definitely not doing that,” Bolin turned his head away in a fake repulsion. “I guess I’ll have to stay here forever then.”

            “Don’t sound too excited, bud,” Korra teased as she stepped forward, place her hands on the rocky statue that surrounded Bolin. Curling her fingers, Korra pulled back the rock with her bending, creating a small hole in the abdomen of the rocky figure.

            “What’re you doing?” Bolin’s voice dripped with concern as he craned his neck as much as he could. This concern switched to fear the second he felt Korra’s fingers prodding along his belly. Letting out a string of giggles, Bolin stammered, “Korra? What’s going on?”

            “You’re holding out on me, Bolin,” Korra teased, her fingers pushing his shirt up until his skin was visible. With how enclosed Bolin was within the rock, as soon as Korra had pushed his shirt up as high as it could go, it did not fall back down, leaving just a bit of his belly visible and in the center of this window she had created, was Bolin’s navel.

            With a flick of her fingers, Korra created a puff of air that she bended into a micro tornado. A simple movement pushed the swirling air into Bolin’s navel and sent a ticklish sensation through his nerves, the air feeling fluttery like a feather.

            “Wa-hait!” Bolin squealed, trying to fight back his laughter, but couldn’t.

            “Say that I’m the better Earth Bender and I’ll let you go,” Korra looked Bolin straight in the eyes as she wore a sassy smile.

            “If I did that, I would be lying,” Bolin sneered, composing himself enough to put on a brave façade.

            “Heh, you asked for it,” Korra said as she kneeled and pressed her lips onto Bolin’s pale skin.

            “No!” the man screamed as Korra began to blow raspberries right on his bellybutton. The vibrations were immense as they resonated through his belly. His navel being the most ticklish spot on his body made this attack excruciatingly evil, Bolin’s laughter loud and hysteric. Apart from his initial protest, no words could form upon Bolin’s tongue, his mouth preoccupied with his laughter and his brain a flurry of incoherence and mirthful frenzy. As the hole in his stone tomb was just the perfect size to fit Korra’s lips and little else, the rest of his body was utterly immobilized apart from his head and neck. Without being able to move away from the raspberries, not even a centimeter, all Bolin could do was throw his head back in laughter.

            “Just say it,” Korra teased, licking her lips as she gave him a short break to breathe.

            “Never!” knowing his lack of concession was a death sentence, Bolin figured he could at least be a bit devious, a metaphorical middle finger as he falls backwards into the flames of the afterlife. “You’re not doing a very good job.”

            “Is that so?” Korra let out a devious chuckle like a cliché supervillain. Blowing out a puff of air, the saliva that had been leftover after she had licked her lips froze. Sucking in another breath, Korra blew another long raspberry onto his navel, the chill from her lips amplifying the sensation to another level.

            Bolin let out a shriek before his loud belly laugh erupted from his lips like lava from a volcano. Eyes tightly shut; tiny tears trickled down his cheeks. All he could think about was the tickling and how ticklish he was. Without being able to move an inch with any body part beneath his neck, it felt like the raspberries were spreading through his muscles and his bones, resonating through all his limbs. Intensity ramped up to the maximum, Bolin’s laugh was wild and frantic.

            “Ready?” Korra rocked back onto her heels once Bolin’s laugh fell silent. Nodding his head once Korra’s head popped up into his field of vision, Bolin greedily sucked in oxygen. Wanting to help out her friend, Korra rolled her hands, creating an airstream that she snaked through the air and distributed into Bolin’s throat where she released it, letting the air flow into his lungs where it was much needed.

            “You are the better Earth Bender,” Bolin said with a sigh, happy he could produce words that were intelligible.

            “I sure am,” Korra beamed, then stomped the ground beneath her feet, swinging her arms back as the rocks crumbled around Bolin and fell uselessly to the ground. Instantly, Korra stepped forward in time to catch Bolin, his muscles weak from his immobility and from the tickling.

            “That was so mean,” Bolin laughed as Korra guided him into a proper standing position. “You’re evil.”

            “Good thing I’m on your side,” Korra flashed a cheeky smile as she squeezed his shoulders.

            “Definitely. But maybe next time you want to do something like this, do it to Mako instead. He needs a good laugh,” Bolin admitted, a sliver of concern about his older brother’s mental wellbeing present in his words.

            “Will do,” Korra gave him a thumbs up, smile warm.

            Not too long after, Korra and Bolin began to brainstorm their plot to knock Mako down a peg too.

[yuqsdug]

Idea for CTH: the swords true wielders all have a specific day/days or event that happens when they emerge once again (doesnt have to line up irl but more of roblox time)

When the sky breaks and the sun covers the moon, the brightest and the darkest shall rise to duel once again. (Solar eclipse)

On the first day when the snow came and the last day before the next year, the cold grew harsher then before, a plethora of frozen statues appearing all over (december 1st and new years eve)

On the days surrounding the hollow night, when dead and ghouls rise, when all is creeping about and nobody knows who’s truly a monster, a wielder arrives with the army of ghosts to walk among the living (october 30th, halloween, November 1st)

When the weather machine goes rouge and sends a tornado too far from it’s testing area, the winds blow in a champion of them, gliding through the heights with the wind as their wings. (Any wind type disasters or the day NDS was made)

The day of his creation, the day of his HATRED, the daemon never rested, another soul poisoned by a blade rising as well to cause the death of all of robloxia again. Or at least to those on the heights. (October 25th, 1x1x1x1’s birthday/creation

When the heat hasn’t died down, on the hottest time of the year, the rocks melt, the kill bricks start to release steam, lava flows, a fire reignited to reshape the heights however they see fit, even if just for a day. (Temps above 120° F or 48° C)

A celebrated day, the world grows a year older, and the masses gain strength, those without any special abilities, techniques, or gimmicks being able to flush the rest out, resetting the heights once again. (September 1st, roblox’s anniversary)

Swords listed in order: illumina and darkheart, icedagger, ghostwalker, windforce, daemonshank and venomshank, firebrand, and linked sword.

-Gunshy_Cupid

Wowza! More ideas!

So basically, sword related holidays/disasters. (Feels a bit weird to call 'em Holidays, but Halloween's a holiday so ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ )

These are cool, but their probably not a global occurrence. The Heights' reach probably only goes as far as Blackrock* and Red valley (Red valley is where the capital of Robloxia is, alongside Neo Roblox HQ**)

I wonder how many times Luke got falsely blamed for causing a storm because of the Windforce lol. Oh by the way, Natural disaster survival island is actually also an entertainment facility, letting Robloxians do the same thing as in the actual experience. Robloxians have kind of lost the fear of death because of Respawns (there are more specifics about death in CTH, like types of death and how they're caused, but i'll maybe go into that later.)

Also quick important note about 1x1x1x1 in CTH: Throw anything you know about his usual lore and throw it out of the window, It's most likely different. How correct it is depends on if you're thinking about 1̷̲͛̋͂̕ẋ̴͉͖͕̳̹͉̼̭̪͔̐́̚1̷̛̫͆̈̾̆̃̆̅͘͝x̶̗̣̭̬̳͉̦̀͐̀̾̾̇̌1̵̨̛̺̑̈́͠x̴̻̜̓͐̅͜͝1̷̞̘̗̝̞̥͇̩͕̉̍̃̈̾̿̕ or 1x1x1x1*** thought. I will mostly likely not explain more about this anytime soon because a lot of the plot of CTH revolves around this.

Anyway, with that said, I like 'em! There will probably be some small changes, but I like it. World building my beloved.

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*The Heights is located where the BlackRock mountains and the reddish brown mountains of Red valley meet. Black Rock is in the direction of that one black spire in SFOTH IV.

**Dw about why they needed a new one : ). The old one is unavailable.

***technically there's also a third one, but Faykx (literally pronounced fake x) doesn't really count. You have not seen this one yet.

Also random climb the heights fun facts:

- the present is somewhere in 2030

- there is a Dracobloxxer infestation in the heights.

- you can't see the bottom of the heights from atop the peak because of The Fog, the Misty deadbarrier of the heights full of souls.

- The Fog is just how our few mountainclimbers are referring to that area of the heights.

- some bee swarm simulator bees have gone terribly lost and find themselves now at the base of the heights.

- baby dracobloxxers exist.

[give-bucky-his-boyfriend-back]

I finished my new ficlet (on ao3) :)

It's a character study where I compare Dean and Cas to natural phenomena.

It's called He's Thunderstorms.

"When Dean is rescued from hell he meets a thunderstorm. A whirlwind in the form of a man with the bluest eyes he has ever seen. He sweeps him off his feet. His wind guiding him from apocalypse to apocalypse. "

Full fic below the cut

Dean knows he’s a disaster. And not in the way people say that they are a disaster when they haven’t managed to tidy their hair in the morning, or when they struggle to find the right words in a conversation.

Dean is a disaster of a more natural kind. 

He loses Sam for the first time  because he’s a landslide. Dragging him down with him, making the California ground on which he so carefully built a new life collapse beneath his feet.

It starts with just a few cracks in the dirt . Asking Sam to help him with one case. Jessica dying. Forcing him to hunt a ghost after being out of the life for years.

The cracks only deepen as he asks him to help him search for their father. After that the earth slowly starts to move, taking them towards whatever this fucked up contest between psychic children is where Sam is bleeding to death in his arms. 

When Sam takes his final breath that day, Dean knows he hasn't only buried Sam under the soil  but also part of himself with him. 

When he makes a deal he turns into an earthquake. He becomes temporary, having only one year left, but that doesn’t mean he can’t take some people down with him. 

And of course, “people” includes Sam. 

They spend a final Christmas together and even though he is smiling Dean feels himself shake so hard he almost falls apart. He feels the epicenter in his chest, a well of inevitability, of powerlessness. Every time he thinks about it too hard his ribs seem to clash against each other, causing tremors. His time is running out. 

Soon, he’ll leave his brother with nothing but the destruction and pain he caused. 

When Dean is rescued from hell he meets a thunderstorm. A whirlwind in the form of a man with the bluest eyes he has ever seen. He sweeps him off his feet. His wind guiding him from apocalypse to apocalypse. 

But the storm also lifts him off the ground, carrying the guilt he feels with him as the world keeps falling apart around them.

They also destroy each other. It's only natural after all.

There are times when the storm blows over. Taken away by the changing weather of heaven to heights where Dean can't follow. Other times Dean wants to bury himself. Seeking shelter under rocks and stones hiding a part of himself that he's too afraid to look into yet.

 Still, they always seem to find each other. 

When they kiss it's like fire.

A volcanic eruption, pressure that has been building for years is finally let out. Dean feels hot all over. The lava coursing through his veins and quickly making its way to his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

When they break apart Dean smiles. Although the earth is still quaking around them and Castiel’s wind is still howling, they have found each other. 

When their lips meet a second time, the wind changes, positioning them in the eye of the storm. 

It is calm there. Dean opens his eyes and understands how Dorothy felt when she was taken by the tornado.

He is met once again with Castiel his electric blues and realizes his mind isn’t in Kansas anymore. 

Castiel smiles into their kisses, and as Dean feels the rough familiar palm of his hand at the back of his head, he understands that there is indeed no place like home.

And yes, maybe Dean is a disaster. And  maybe Cas is a force of nature he might never even begin to understand. But when they hold each other like this he feels right again.

[witchesoz]

The Good Witches of Oz (7)

The same way the MGM Wicked Witch had a HUGE impact leading to her almost co-existing as a separate character from Baum's witch, MGM's Glinda more clearly caused a rupture with Baum's Good Witches. Many, MANY are the "Glindas" of Oz media who are actually reinventing the MGM character, "Glinda Good Witch of the North" instead of Baum's Glinda (Sorceress of the South).

One of the most prominent "alternates" would be Glinda as she appears in "Oz: The Great and Powerful". Her character is... okay, it is a very weird mix.

This movie was an alternate version of the MGM movie - as a result, this Glinda is supposed to be the same as the MGM Glinda. She is the sole and unique Good Witch of Oz, who uses bubbles to go around... Yet, due to OtGaP NOT being part of the MGM properties, the character had to be altered. She is blond here (clearly a nod to Wicked's Glinda), the pink puffy dress if gone for body-fitting, simpler white-and-silver dresses with a lot of feathers. The crown becomes a diadem, the star-staff becomes a magic wand with a diamond on top (cementing the idea that white is Glinda's color here)... And character wise something completely knew pops up: Glinda is here reinvented as the legitimate princess of Oz and the daughter of Pastoria trying to avenge her father's death at the hands of the Wicked Witches... Which would make her an alternate version of Ozma too, filling the same "fairy princess" role.

Magic wise we can also note a "play" on Glinda using bubbles and snow in the MGM movie - with here Glinda being closely tied to both water and light, as opposed to the fire and lightning of Wicked Witches.

Another blond Glinda with a body-fitting white dress, ALSO created by Disney, was Once Upon a Time's Glinda. In fact, OUaT's Oz take was VERY influenced/corelated to Oz the Great and Powerful: most notable being the use of cristals as the source of the witches' magic, with Glinda's also being tied to a diamond (as opposed to Zelena's emerald). We also have a play on Glinda's association with snow in the MGM movie - but as opposed to OtGaP where Glinda's mastery over snow was expanded to other forms of water (like mist), here snow is Glinda's prison since in the backstory Zelena banished her to frozen wastelands she cannot ever leave.

A last "white-colored Glinda, witch of the north" is the one from the TV show Emerald City. Again, she is a version of the MGM Glinda - as she is Glinda yet also Mistress North, and the "Good Witch" (well... actually morally gray) opposing the "Wicked Witch" (in truth just as morally gray) of the West... But she also takes more cues and notes from Baum's Good Witch of the North - the insistence on the color white, her being played by an older actress, or her having been in conflict with the Eastern Witch.

Technically speaking Baum's Glinda also sort-of exist, since there is a southern witch who is supreme in power, Mother South, though she is out of the picture by the time the show begins... And ironically the role of Glinda in "The Marvelous Land of Oz" as the guide and mentor of Ozma is here taken away by Mistress West. A last twist to note is how, unlike the previous iterations, this Glinda has no ties to snow or water (water being the western element): rather Northern Witches are tied to rock and stone...

Another noticeable "alternate MGM Glinda" is her incarnation in the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical. She is a literal adaptation of MGM's Glinda, and yet she had noticeable design change - such as her color going from pink to full blue (to fit her being an ally and protectress of the Munchkins). She is also given the same spiral hairstyle as the Wicked Witch of the West - reminiscent of the tornado and of a witch hat, while also clearly putting the two sorceresses in parallel and opposition.

The comics "Legend of Oz: The Wicked West" also have a lot of fun with designing Glinda. She first appears, in the original series, in a version heavily inspired by the MGM and Disney incarnations, as this pretty blond Witch in an outfit mixing a nursery rhyme idealized shepherdess and a Southern Belle all dressed in white and blue... However by the sequel series, which is adapting The Marvelous Land of Oz and delves more into the novels' lore, various details are changed to have her become more of the serious witch-queen Glinda is in the novels - notably revealing her blond hair in her first appearance was a magical hair-dye. They joke about Glinda's many hair colors in adaptations by pointing out, in their universe, that Glinda dislikes her natural red hair, but no matter how she tries to change her hair color, it never sticks and constantly returns to her default red.

Also of interesting note - in this lore, where each of the cardinal directions is associated with a "precious material" (East is of ruby of course), Glinda's personal "magical material" is pearls - as a nod to Glinda's magic pearl in "The Marvelous Land of Oz".

To conclude this post I will also give a brief shout-out to the Glinda costume that recently appeared in "Agatha All Along"

[torimae]

basics.

Full Name: Victoria Mae Henry Nickname: Tori, Tori Mae, Vic Pronouns: she/her Gender: cis woman Romantic attraction: Bisexual Age / DOB: 31, August 20, 1993 Sign: Leo (Leo Sun, Libra Moon, Aquarius Rising) Hometown: Bleeding Hearts Springs Time in Bleeding Hearts Springs: her whole life Occupation: Mechanic at Honest Auto Shop

physical appearance.

Face Claim: Alexandra Shipp Hair: shoulder-length, brown with strands of golden honey. curly with bangs. usually pulled back, especially when she's working, strands falling to frame her face. Eyes: brown Height: 5’ 6" Accent: southern and smooth like tupelo honey drizzling over homemade biscuits. Tattoos & piercings: several tattoos: lotus flower on her breastbone, the small outline of a wrench with "vic" on the handle in her father's handwriting on her outer left wrist, a bleeding heart flower on her upper right ribs. pierced ears & a nose ring.

family: 

Parents: Harold & Lori Anne Henry Pet: Murphy, her tan and white six year old pit/boxer mix. he's the most calm and sweetest boy you'll ever meet. she occasionally brings him to the shop.

personality:

Positive traits: inquisitive, honest, humble, determined, kind Negative traits: stubborn, cynical, closed-off emotionally, passive, non-committal Likes: old cars, tinkering with machines, vintage tools, rock and southern soul music, fishing, spending time with her father, gardening and baking with her mama, cooking, tight jeans, swimming, dogs, drunk cigs Dislikes: new cars, not being able to solve a problem, men who think they can fix a car better than she can, snow, bug bites, motorcycles

fun things:

Hobbies: tinkering with cars, searching for vintage tools, fishing at Swan Lake with her pops, baking with her mama, watching old movies, swimming, yapping with a friend at The Velvet Stag Favorite animal: her dog, murphy Favorite color: maroon Favorite food: Lori Anne's homemade lemon pound cake, Misty Apple's homemade apple pie Favorite weather: a cool, clear early summer night. Favorite flower: sunflowers

bio highlights: (tw: motorcycle accident (not graphic!), loss of a loved one, parental medical emergency)

born & raised in Bleeding Hearts Springs, Tori has never really left. her family took a few vacations when she was younger. her parents would pack up the car and they'd meet her aunt and uncle at their beach house on the South Carolina coast. when she was in high school her aunt and uncle divorced and her aunt moved to BHS to live with them so the beach trips stopped. Tori's always been a little jealous her uncle got the house, and they don't talk to him anymore.

her father, Harold, or Howie, owns Honest Auto Shop and it was owned by his father before. Tori's grandpop passed when she was younger and she swore to him she'd help her pop keep the shop runnin'. it started as a part time or every now and then gig, but her father suffered a heart attack five years ago. he's better and back on his feet but Tori has since taken on more responsibility, working full time at Honest Auto Shop now. Tori has found solace in the routine and a deep sense of pride in the business but her father worries about her eventually carrying the weight of the business on her own.

she's a bit of a wiz when it comes to cars, though she's still got a lot to learn. she's the friend that'll scold you if you go too long without an oil change.

in school Tori kept to herself. she played volleyball for a few years and would go to the events in town with her mama, who would enter a cake in any bake-off or event she could. but she spent a lot of time at Honest Auto, learning all she could about fixin' things.

her junior year she met someone she thought might be the love of her life, she just didn't realize it at first. Ronnie Mills whipped into town like a tornado and Tori felt a fire inside she'd never felt. she'd kissed a few boys in school but Ronnie was her gay awakening. they never kissed, though they had held hands once while watching a movie at The Majestic and knocked knees under the table at Granny's a time or two. Ronnie was her best friend, at least. they had big plans to get out Bleeding Hearts Springs after graduation. maybe they'd travel and find a college to go to together. maybe they'd open an auto shop. the world was their oyster. until it wasn't.

Ronnie's dad fixed and rode motorcycles and Ronnie aspired to do the same. Tori was too scared to try but promised Ronnie when she got her own bike after graduation she'd ride with her. that day never came. a month before senior prom, Tori had mustered up the courage to ask Ronnie to be her date. Ronnie and her dad had gone over the mountain to a nearby town to look at bike Ronnie had been eyeing and Tori was going to ask when they got home. they never made it home. accordin' to the coroner Ronnie's dad took a curve too sharp after dark. Tori was too devastated to even go to the funeral. instead, she stood outside the church after everyone had gone inside, her mom promising to go in her place. Ronnie is still a constant presence in her life, like a ghost she can't say goodbye to. sometimes she journals as if she's writing to her. she ain't sure it's healthy, but it helps her somehow.

she's had casual flings since but nothin' that's made her heart soar. she's not entirely convinced she'll ever feel that fire again. to be quite honest, she's not sure she deserves the happiness.

when she's not working at the shop she's fishing with her pop at the lake or hanging at The Velvet Stag.

she lives in a little house next door to her parents, across from Honest Auto.

she never went to college. she's not sure she ever will. she knows enough about cars to get her by and that suits her just fine.

[emzzy]

The Shatter dragon.

this is it, mid-season finale baby!

and were right back into the action, no preamble.

Wyldfyre!

poor Riyu, guy muscled through a whole tornado only to get backshot by a rock.

Wyldfire its literally called 'Kai's stormrider mech'

here he is! the big boy!

COLE!!!! We haven't seen him since the first episode! AND GEO WHO WE ARE ONLY SEEING FOR THE FIRST TIME NOW.

love ow Cole just went 'we need to get the kids' Father is Fathering.

THE ADMINISTRATION!?

Kai buddy if only u knew.

So is Thunderfang/ The Arc dragons like, Demigods?

how is Riyu strong enough to lift Zane? Riyu's like a quarter of his size RN!

Arin & Frak my beloveds <3 i need more of them hanging out in part 2.

ROGUE MY LOVE! what the FUCK is he doing here? Say what you will but my man is nothing if not dedicated to his job.

so fire can hurt him, good.

RGB SIBS TRIO ATTACK LETS GOOOO!!!!!

Thunderfang imma need you to take a step back from my boy Lloyd.

oh thank fuck i thought Lloyd was going to get munched.

i was wondering if Zane could still do Spinjitzu in his big body.

Roby!

Cole again! also Fritz's animal form is a crow!

oh Nya baby if only you knew who that 'rando mercenary' really was.

Wyldfyre is immediately punished for her hubris.

FRAK & ARIN FRIENDSHIP MY BELOVED!!!!

yeah Zane go for the eyes!

YEAH KAI GO FOR THE EYES >:)

'no way' yeah way :3

i need everyone who said Jay was washed to give me a hand written apology by noon.

i love his stupid puns.

Lloyds getting vored again!

oh my god he actually ate Lloyds soul.

so are the Source dragons gonna smite him for this or what?

THE ELIXR!!!!!

GO ARIN GO!

Ras would it KILL YOU to be supportive for once?

HE DID IT!!!!

the F5's souls went back into Thunderfangs body! I wonder why?

the Dragonians are free now! And Lloyd is alive!

Roby <3

Arins leaving with Ras again.

WAIT SORA'S GOING WITH THEM WHAT WHY.

and the Ninja are just letting this happen?

Why is Frak the only one with a busted up suit?

aww now Riyu is all alone :'(

i love that Rogue is still silly despite being so cool, truly the full package.

he came with them :)

FUCKING DMAN IT LOBO I THOUGHT I WAS FINALLY FREE OF HIS STUPID ASS WHY IS HE HERE I HATE HIM I HATE HIM.

Cole and the finders are here, yay!

ROBY!

Rawr <3

BRUISE ATTEMPTED HUG!

ARINS PARENTS ARENT DEAD WHAT!!?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN REALLY REALLY WEIRD? WHY THE FUCK DO THEY HAVE GRAVES, DID JAY LIE TO RAS? DID RAS LIE TO ARIN? WHAT THE FUCK?!

MORRO! :)

OH FUCK THUNDERFANG RUN MORRO.

oh Thunderfang ate the monsters, i have a bad feeling i know whats about to happen.

yep, RIP Morro, it was fun while it lasted.

well thats S3P1 all wrapped up! i'll make another post with all my thoughts later, i need a break. But i just wanted to send my heart out to all the Cole fans who were only given just enough scraps to survive. Ya'll r going thru it RN.

[cviperfan]

Pokemon Black Nuzlocke progress

-Caught a Darumaka (Enchilada) on Route 4 -Finally a full team! So wanna go over them real quick.

Stringbean is the Water/Ground/Rock killer. Decent defense and probably my highest speed poke at this point. Mega Drain and Leaf Tornado for decent damage, Growth to bolster Spatk, Tackle kind of a subpar normal attack option til i find something better.

PatBenatar is my rock (literally) in terms of raw attack and defense, the dedicated Flying/Bug bully. Smackdown and Power Gem for them, Mud-Slap at least an option for Electrics, and Headbutt a solid normal attack option.

Ratricia is the bruiser right now, with Hypnosis as a so-far reliable opening move into easy good damage from Crunch, Super Fang for big health pools, and Detect as a defensive measure.

Prince has low-ish Sptak and Spdef but solid attack, with Gust/Air Cutter to deal with Bug/Grass/Fighting types, Roost for emergency healing, and Quick Attack for priority damage in a pinch, with Big Pecks protecting against defense-lowering moves.

Juri comin in with decent Sptak and Spdef with high defense; Poison Tail and Bug Bite to cover Poison and Bug weaknesses, Screech to lower defense and Protect as a safety-net move.

Lastly, Enchilada is the newest member of the team, and despite sporting VERY low Sptak has solid regular attack, with Fire Fang and Headbutt as solid damage dealers, and Fire Punch/Facade a synergy combo if a Burn gets off. -Beat Battle Company no problem, tho the CEO's Mniccio's Swift did more damage than I would have liked -Beat Burgh fairly easily. Enchilada dealt with Whirlipede and PatBenatar took care of Dwebble with a one-shot but Leavanny gave Prince some trouble mostly thanks to Protect and some fairly hard-hitting non-effective Razor Leafs, which forced me to use a potion but Air Cutter and Quick Attack sealed the deal when a window finally opened.

-the post-Gym Bianca fight went pretty smoothly, along with the Cheren fight despite not knowing he was on Route 4 right after and IMMEDIATELY in front of the healing spot lol

The team so far:

Deaths: 1

[xxxnightcorequeenxxxv3]

I'm curious: If you had to give Batfamily a power over 1 element out of the 20 element thing I've made up, who would you pick for what element and why? Though an extra challenge is to give them one each, as I got 20, there should be enough for the main batfam and more. Here is the list of elements and their domains; Ice - Literal ice, snow, blizzards, and cooling. Water - Literal water, ocean/freshwater, rain to tsunami. Earth - Literal dirt and things that grow in it, like plants and their properties, herbal healing. Nature - The domain is biological things, like animals, bio-healing, and life energy. Ground - Domain over underground things like oil and other fossilized materials. But also earthquakes. Rock- Covers rocks but also crystals and their properties, crystal healing, and landslides. Metal - Has dominion over literal metals and the power to manipulate anything containing metals, like iron, in one’s bloodstream. Can control technology but only the hardware. Sand Coves Sand, sandstorms, and the like, but also coves things made of sand like glass, concrete, and silica. Lava- Has dominion over the literal lava and other chemical processes that affect the world around us. Explosions are under this domain as well. Fire - Literal fire, embers to wildfires, fire whirls, and heating. Electric - Everything from static to thunderstorms. It can control electronics with electrical impulses impacting the item's software. Light - Physical light, think hard light, positive things like good luck and good Intent. Dark- Physical darkness, negative things like bad luck, but also evil Intent. Space - It has dominion over gravitational forces, both contracting and expanding. Magnetic forces fall under this domain. Things in physical space that are moving, Telekinesis. Time- Future vision, time manipulation, and time travel. Portals as they send you to a different spot in time, you otherwise would have to move though time to get to. Sound - Controls sound and vibrations, radio waves, and also the vibration caused by sound. For example, you can feel things shaking because of the intense sound. Air - Wind in all forms, from a light breeze to hurricanes and tornados, propelled flight. Emotion- It has its domain over the emotional spectrum, anything from love to hate. It also covers psychic elements and dreams. Magic- Destruction. Creation. Illusion, Distortion, Hypnosis. Mystical and Unknown energies. Shape manipulation. Ecto - Death energy, newly dead matter, bones, intangibility, and Invisibility. Image A tiny image ref. My DA has the full-resolution ones individually. This is just to help you visualize

I hope you all have fun with it. There is no right or wrong answer; there are just alternative options.

[sonicasura]

The Electric Dragon's New Champion

Tachikawa Base

The room fell silent as Blaziken was ushered too the side lines with the other strange Kaiju, This shocked everyone, from all the reports and intel the Defense Force had gathered Blaziken was Trainer's premier battle partner, there Ace. For Blaziken too be knocked out of battle by the Kaiju meant that this draconic Kaiju held immense power which everyone had not seen before. Too say that this was not worrying would be underselling the moment.

Though for Mina, Hoshina, and Okonogi while seeing Blaziken lose was shocking, there was something else that confused them. Why had Trainer and Blaziken not tapped into that other form for the battle? Was Trainer planning something they just could not see at the moment.

Well one thing was for sure though, this battle was far from over and the excited look on Trainer's face only furthered that feeling.

Tokyo Mountains

Trainer: Zekrom I gotta say, it's been awhile since I have been backed into a corner like this. Not since Leon has anybody pushed my partners and I this far and ya know what I gotta say too that? Bright grin forms on Trainer's face Monkey D. Luffy style This is the most epic and awesome battle my team and I have had in quite some time and you bet we are far from done with this battle. Alright Torterra I choose you!

Torterra stood on the field with sheer confidence and determination too win this fight as Torterra faced down Zekrom.

Zekrom: Fantastic, absolutely fantastic! I can feel not only your powerful spirit but also Torterra's now let us fight!

Trainer taking the first move called for a Leaf Storm and immediately the tree on Torterra's back began too glow sent out a powerful tornado of leaves towards Zekrom. Zekrom countered the Leaf Storm by sending out a Fusion Bolt which halted the Leaf Storm and soon dispelled it, and wanting too follow up the attack Zekrom went in too use Zen Headbutt. Though Trainer was a step ahead this time and called for Iron Defense while Zekrom used Fusion Bolt. Torterra just stood there and took the Zen Headbutt and barely felt anything from the attack. Now was Trainer's and Torterra's chance too capitalize as Trainer called for a Rock Climb. Torterra's claws grew long and slamming them into the ground caused giant rock spires too surge from the earth and strike Zekrom sending them up with the stone pillars. It was not over yet as the stone pillars still surged skyward with Zekrom stuck on them Torterra speedily followed after Zekrom and when the stone pillars stopped rising, giving Zekrom a chance too stabilize himself that's when Torterra hit with a full force Rock Climb against Zekrom.

Zekrom quickly went plummeting towards the ground and hit it hard, and both Trainer and Torterra used this chance for another devastating attack. At Trainer's command jumped off the stone spires and when Torterra hit the ground a powerful Earthquake was unleashed, dealing super effective damage. The momentum of the battle had shifted in towards favor of Trainer and Torterra, but Zekrom refused too give up the fight. Even if Fusion Bolt could not affect Torterra, Fusion Bolt could still be used for other things. Fighting through the pain Zekrom bolted towards the sky and sent down powerful Fusion Bolt towards the ground. Causing a huge cloud of smoke too form, Trainer called for a Leaf Storm too clear out the smoke, only to be met with a barrage of Dragon Pulses coming down from the sky. Trainer immediately called for Torterra too send the Leaf Storm over too counter the Dragon Pulses. The Leaf Storm hit some of the Dragon Pulses but there was just too many too counter and Torterra was forced too tank multiple Dragon Pulses. Zekrom used there speed too shoot out multiple Dragon Pulses, putting Torterra on the defensive. It was not good there were just too many Dragon Pulses being fired off too be countered. Torterra just kept taking damage and Torterra's current move pool was not great for dealing with Zekrom at this rate Torterra was going too be knocked out.

A shout from Torterra broke Trainer's current thoughts and Trainer focused on what Torterra was telling them.

Trainer: What?! You can't be serious Torterra that will knock you out, I can't..

" Tor Ter Terra!!!"

Torterra's determined shout told Trainer too go through with there plan as Torterra and despite not liking it, Trainer thanked Torterra for there sacrifice and promised that they will win in the end.

Trainer called for Torterra too stop his Leaf Storm defensive and use Rock Climb too get close too Zekrom. Thankfully over the crashes and distance Zekrom did not hear Trainer's and Torterra's plan. Zekrom sent out 2 Dragon Pulses and followed with Dragon Claw thinking Torterra would use Leaf Storm too counter the Dragon Pulses and give Zekrom an opening too attack. However Zekrom was hit with a out of left field attack as Torterra did unleash a full powered Leaf Storm but too Zekrom's shock aimed directly towards him and not the Dragon Pulses. Zekrom had no time too defend and took a full force Leaf Storm head on and Torterra was hit by both Dragon Pulses knocking Torterra back too the ground and knocking him out of the battle.

Torterra's plan was a powerful parting blow in the hopes that the last 2 Pokémon could win the day. Trainer once again thanked Torterra for there sacrificial play and guided them over too the sidelines too watch Trainer and the other 2 Pokémon win.

Zekrom was surprised at the trust the Pokémon held in Trainer too put forward a sacrificial play in hopes that the last 2 could bring home the gold. Too Zekrom it spoke too the trust the Pokémon had in Trainer and each other.

And Zekrom was not the only one that took notice of what that last maneuver meant

Ariake Maritime Base

Isao was deep in thought as he watched Trainer help the big Turtle Kaiju too the sidelines. That last attack was not Trainer's idea, it was the Kaiju's, that Kaiju willing put itself in that position too get one last powerful attack in, in hopes that Trainer could win the battle.

Isao could tell from a mile away, the way Trainer's face grew in surprise after the Kaiju spoke too them, the torn look, even there stance grew more tense during the small conversation. Being the General Commander Isao learned that the smallest and minuet details held great importance. That spoke too something Isao did not think possible for such creatures, trust a vital factor for any team too have with each other and that creature had great trust in both Trainer and the kid's other Kaiju. Something that Isao confirmed for his right hand Keji Itami when he looked over too Isao for confirmation when he had those exact same observation.

Tokyo Mountains

Trainer: Alright I can feel it victory is near, Incineroar I choose you!

A prideful roar echoed out through the field as Incineroar stood tall ready too face off against Zekrom.

Tachikawa Base

Everyone froze in place when Incineroar came on too the scene as they all knew what was about too happen. A excited gasp left Captain Ashiro as she immediately started fawning over and complementing the Wrestleing Tiger, even Bakko surprisingly started too paw at the screen were Incineroar was. That part was surprising as Bakko always showed aggression towards all Kaiju, so for Bakko showing interest in the cat Kaiju was quite the sight.

Hoshina was very interested in all the Pokémon and what they could do and Incineroar was no different, but Hoshina did like Incineroar a bit more on first impressions since it did make Mina happy and forget her fears even if it was for a moment.

Tokyo Mountains

Zekrom took the first move this time and rushed forward with dual Dragon Claws, Incineroar more pumped up than ever rushed in on Trainer command and countered with a Cross-Chop. Zekrom pushed back but was unprepared for Incineroar's sheer ferocity and Cross-Chop broke through the dual Dragon Claws. The Cross-Chop hit hard and Trainer and Incineroar knew that the attack was a critical hit, and Zekrom immediately retaliated sending forward a Fusion Bolt, Trainer called for a swift dodge into a immediate Bulk Up. Zekrom sent forward a Dragon Pulse while Zekrom came in from above with another dual Dragon Claw, Trainer called for a Darkest Lariat and while doing so too jump up wards towards Zekrom. Successfully dodging the Dragon Pulse and countering the Dragon Claws with Darkest Lariat.

This sent both combatants backwards and Zekrom immediately sent out a Dragon Pulse while Trainer called for a Fire Blast too counter. The attacks collided and since both combatants were so close the resulting explosion damaged both of them. Zekrom and Incineroar regained there footing and Trainer called for Incineroar too rush in and use Cross-Chop, Zekrom attempted too dodge by flying upwards but Incineroar was not one too let there opponent too get away and jumped after Zekrom and grabbed on too Zekrom's leg. Quickly climbing up Zekrom, Incineroar made his way onto Zekrom's back and unleashed a power Cross-Chop. Zekrom quickly tried too shake Incineroar off, but Incineroar held on and unleashed another Cross-Chop at Trainer's command.

Zekrom knew they needed too get Incineroar off ASAP, so charging up electricity in there body, they quickly unleashed it coating there body in electricity and heavily damaging Incineroar. Incineroar soon fell off Zekrom's back and was falling towards the ground, Trainer cried out too Incineroar that they needed too block Zekrom who was diving at them with a Dragon Claw. Incineroar hearing his Trainer's cry turned around and crossed his arms and blocked the Dragon Claw, unfortunately Incineroar got batted towards the ground and hit it hard. Zekrom charged up a Fusion Bolt and sent it flying downwards. Trainer called out that Incineroar needed too get up and counter Fusion Bolt with Cross-Chop. Incineroar fought through the damage and quickly stood up and countered Fusion Bolt with Cross-Chop, Incineroar battled the attack back until it exploded apart. Incineroar had countered the worst of the damage but had sustained quite a lot, but Incineroar was not one too give and let out a powerful roar showing that he can keep going.

Zekrom stood across the other side of the field and sent out 3 Dragon Pulses while Zekrom charged up a much more powerful Fusion Bolt, Trainer called for Incineroar too charge forward with Darkest Lariat. Darkest Lariat broke through all 3 Dragon Pulses and when Zekrom sent out the Fusion Bolt Incineroar met it head on. The 2 attacks clashed for a bit until Darkest Lariat broke through Fusion Bolt too hit Zekrom head on. Incineroar backed off a bit from Zekrom who began too charge up a Dragon Pulse which cause Trainer too call for a Fire Blast from Incineroar. Both attacks launched at the same time and clashed with each other trying too over power the other. Soon however Dragon Pulse over powered Fire Blast and hit Incineroar dead on and sent Incineroar fly backwards, Trainer called out too Incineroar too see if they were ok. Incineroar managed too stand back up however that final act took all of Incineroar's strength and soon fell backwards with swirls in there eyes. Trainer helped Incineroar too the stands as they went back too there side of the field ready too send out there final Pokemon.

This was it, Trainer's final Pokémon, everyone was leaning in with absolute glued attention too how the fight would end. Especially No.10 was with absolute restraint he had never shown in his life had stayed out of this battle. Even someone like No.10 could tell this battle was one of great importance too both combatants and would respect that.

Everyone was glued too this battle, Kafka, Isao, Kikoru, Mina, Hoshina, Everyone!

Now this final battle would determine the would take the Gold

Trainer: Gengar I choose you!

The mischievous Ghost-Poison Type Gengar let out a laugh as they stood ready too battle and beat Zekrom.

Trainer: Zekrom this has been my toughest battle my friends and I faced and now it's time too kick it into overdrive. Gengar are you ready because it's time too show Zekrom the strength of our bonds that we have forged together.

Gengar's grin seemed too grow even wider as they knew what Trainer was talking about and got extremely pumped.

Trainer: Alright it's time! * Raises there arm showing Keystone glove* Let's do this!

Gengar started thrifting through there body were they stored various items and pulled out a broach with a beautiful marble sized crystal in the middle.

Trainer: Gengar it's time too show Zekrom what we can really do! NOW TO GO BEYOND EVOLUTION GENGAR MEGA EVOLVE!!!

The Keystone and Mega Stone both shined with ancient power as Gengar's form was cloaked in light. Gengar's form shifted and began too partially sink into the ground, arms and tail began to grow longer, a spectral purplish-red covered Gengar's lower body, tail and arms, the spikes on there back grew bigger, and appeared on there arms and tail, and a yellow oval third eye appeared on there forehead unblinking.

All spectators had various reactions, Kafka's jaw dropped too the floor, the conference room were as loud as a Super Bowl party, Mina, Bakko, Hoshina and Okonogi were all star struck ( and Okonogi was now one of the winners in the Science Departments betting pool about how Blaziken changed forms) and Gen well, we will circle back too him in a bit.

Zekrom seeing this got even more pumped as despite being battle weary still had a lot of strength too keep on fighting. Zekrom let out a roar as there generator tail began too whirl too life with blue electricity and the skies began too darken with black clouds and thunder ringing out.

The final battle begins now!

Trainer called the first move and had Gengar use Shadow Punch, Zekrom hearing this immediately went into the sky too dodge however Zekrom had no idea about Gengar's new abilities and power. Gengar seeing this merely let out a bone chilling cackle and sent the Shadow Punch straight down confusing everyone until 2 portals appeared right behind Zekrom unleashing 2 spectral fists which collided into Zekrom's back sending Zekrom tumbling downwards. Trainer had Gengar follow up the attack by sending out multiple Sludge Bombs towards Zekrom. Zekrom immediately righted himself in the air and crossed his arms too defend while charging up a full powered Fusion Bolt. The Sludge Bombs hit hard but Zekrom hanged in there and unleashed a full powered Fusion Bolt, The Fusion Bolt moved as quick as lighting this time and struck were Genagr was, however all were shocked when the smoke cleared and Gengar was no were in sight. Zekrom rapidly looked around there surroundings trying too find Gengar only too be met with a spectral fist. Zekrom moved away too try and not get hit again only for another spectral fist too hit him in the side and then the wing and soon a full on barrage of spectral fists seemingly manifesting out of thin air began too pummel Zekrom.

Genagr's Thoughts: ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!!

Zekrom just could not keep up in his current state as all the fights before this one finally began too take there toll on him. Gengar and Trainer did not let up and Trainer called for a Shadow Ball, which Gengar happily obliged too. Appearing right in front of Zekrom's face, Gengar dunked a powerful Shadow Ball onto Zekrom's head sending Zekrom too hit the ground hard. Gengar once again appeared in front of Trainer and Zekrom with great effort stood back up and fired off a Dragon Pulses towards Genagr. Trainer called for a Dazzling Gleam too counter the Dragon Pulse, Genagr immediately launched a power beam from there 3rd eye which cut right through Dragon Pulse and hit Zekrom dead on in the chest. Trainer and Gengar locked eyes with Zekrom who did the same, Zekrom in one final attempt charged his most powerful Fusion Bolt, his tail generator whirling with all his remaining power and pouring it into this Fusion Bolt, Trainer and Gengar also began preparing a powerful Shadow Ball too counter and soon enough both attacks were launched and collided in the middle of the field. A couple seconds felt like an eternity too everyone watching but Gengar's Shadow Ball proved too be stronger and dispelled the Fusion Bolt and hit Zekrom right in the face.

A plume of smoke erupted after the attack connected and everyone waited for the smoke too clear. After a few seconds the smoke did clear and Zekrom was still standing there completely unmoving before falling backwards with swirls in there eyes, unable too battle.

Trainer and there Pokemon companions have done it, they had won the battle against Zekrom. Within seconds all of the Pokemon tackled Trainer into a big hug as they celebrated. Kafka was currently crying tears of joy and even some of the spectators at the Defense Force could not help but cheer in victory for Trainer and the Pokemon.

After the celebration was over, a bit of time was spent healing all of the Pokemons wounds including Zekrom who after a bit spoke too Trainer.

Zekrom: That battle was absolutely magnificent, you and your Pokemon far exceeded what I expected. I can say now with out any lingering doubts that you are worthy of being the new Hero Of Ideals.

Zekrom took a step back and bowed

Zekrom: I would be honored too be your partner!

Trainer just let out a laugh of pure joy as they got out a Poke Ball and with a gentle toss up towards Zekrom who gave a gentle headbutt too the Poke Ball was zapped into the Poke Ball and wobble 3 times before letting out a familiar ding.

Trainer picked up the Poke Ball before smiling and letting out a cheer

Trainer: OH YA I CAUGHT ZEKROM!!!

All the Pokemon jumped forward and cheered as Trainer posed while holding up the Poke Ball

Kafka who was off too the side kept on crying as he could not be anymore prouder for his welp and the Pokemon for winning this battle

When they all got home a big party was in order

Mountain Perch

No.!0 watched with pure excitement as Trainer and the other talked too each other and celebrated, this is what he had been looking for

Real warriors too fight

No.10: It seems a change of plans is in order now, Young Warrior I can not wait for the day of or fight

Bonus

Ariake Maritime Base- First Division Sector

During The Final Fight When Gengar Mega Evolves

Outside Of Gen's Room

BAM BAM

Hasegawa: Hmm Sir is everything alright?

BAM BAM

Hasegawa: Sir?

The loud bashing sound stopped and Hasegawa still not getting an answer decided too check up on Narumi.

Though as soon as Hasegawa walked in, he immediately figured out what was happening. Narumi had knocked out a celling panel and crawled through it and was currently shimmying through the celling. Activating his earpiece Hasegawa immediately began too speak.

Hasegawa: Emergency Narumi has escaped, I repeat Narumi has escaped this is not a drill. Set all Tasers too neutralize, we will not make the same mistake as last time.

Chatter over the comms grew frantic as Hasegawa walked over too a armored case he had brought with him. Thankfully they hid his equipment, so that should buy them a few extra minutes. Hasegawa opened the case and took out it's contents, specialty made tranquilizer rifle with Narumi face with the red circle crossed out over it

Hasegawa: Oh Sir, I thought you learned your lesson after the Ariake-Tachikawa joint games festival....

Hasegawa soon rushed out into the Base too find his Captain

Mina and Bakko being Incineroar fans is hilariously on point. Nice call out to Isao analyzing the trust between Trainer with Torterra. He no doubt made similar tough calls in the past.

Everyone no doubt had a surprise Pikachu face when Gengar mega evolved. The betting pool is something everyone in the 3rd Division would do. Okonogi gonna pull apart the whole footage for any important details. Also Narumi about to get his ass tranquilized, lol.

Kikoru gonna storm that surprise party asking what the fuck those idiots were doing. She'll probably nab Reno too as it's enough of a stunt to warrant his presence. Gengar is most likely to interrupt the scolding and have them save it for tomorrow cause it's time to celebrate.

Now No.10 will definitely be on the move. He has been waiting for a true challenge after all. And Trainer proved they could provide it.

[estellardreams]

Rouge flew both Shadow and Amy back to the scene as fast as she could. 

They had the final scroll. 

They could do this. 

They just needed to reach Metal Sonic before his legion of badniks made things worse. 

And the monastery wasn't holding him back anymore. 

Metal Sonic cornered Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, and Gaia at the underground base, his badniks swarming them. 

“Now… Heh, I can enact my revenge against you all. Starting with you.” Metal pointed to Tails. 

“Me? Why?” Tails asked, confused. 

“My sentience is your fault. I was loyal to my master, I had my orders and I had people I could trust and belong to. But you… Took that away from me!”

“You deserved freedom! I couldn't just let you get abandoned like that!”

“You should've been more considerate of my happiness.”

“I was concerned about your happiness!”

“It didn't seem like it.”

“Tails, what did you do?” Knuckles asked. 

“I…” Tails looked at Metal Sonic, then to his friends, his ears falling back. 

Did… Did he do something wrong by wanting to help others? He was trying to do the right thing but… Was this not right?

Suddenly, a black blur swept past Metal Sonic. He turned his attention to Shadow, holding the staff of forbidden Spinjitzu in his hands. 

“What?! How do you have the second scroll?! That's impossible!” he yelled. 

Energy crackled around Shadow as his red highlights were emblazoned in green. He smirked. “I'm full of surprises.”

“No matter.” Metal got his own staff out, letting a cyan aura surround him. 

Metal charged at an inhuman speed, forcing Shadow to immediately deflect him using Spinjitzu, slamming into the machine who kept slashing at the Tornado. He blocked another attack before forcibly knocking the staff out of his hands. 

Rouge quickly caught it, flying into the fight with her own tornado, scrambling Metal’s processors to keep him in place. Metal ignored his gears on the fritz, seeing with ease where the staff was. Rouge dodged him trying to knock it out of her hands, only for her wing to get torn. 

She fell to the ground, with Knuckles grabbing the staff and striking it into the ground. Metal cut through the rock and debris with ease, spinning his staff around before it collided with Knuckles. 

He fell back, spinning back in as Metal utilised his own Spinjitzu, knocking the staff out of the echidna’s hands. 

Tails swooped in and caught it, attempting to bend Metal to break him, but the machine was too fast. He leapt up and struck Tails down, making him lose the staff mid-air. 

Sonic caught it, immediately seeing Metal rush him for it. He quickly threw it to Gaia, who launched it using his tail. 

Amy caught the staff, spinning it around before slamming it into the ground, slashing towards the badniks and crushing them in her vines. She charged up a blast and caught Metal, letting a venus fly trap form around him. 

She panted heavily from using so much energy, gripping the staff tightly. 

“Amy… It's over. Give me the staff.” Gaia said. 

Amy glanced at him briefly but refocused on the staff. 

So… 

Much… 

Power… 

“Now!” Gaia yelled, snapping her out of her thoughts. Amy cautiously brought the staff to Gaia, holding it out. 

But before he could take it, Amy noticed Metal’s staff sticking out of the plant, charging up to fire at Tails. 

“No!” she cried out, running in front of him and charging up her staff to close the plant in on him. 

But she wasn't fast enough. 

Just as the plant snapped shut, the blast struck her.

And… she was gone.

“AMY!”

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SATAN'S HC Bio:

Headcanon of Obey Me! Satan's character Bio: [Repost from AO3 + Descriptions cuz why not] This Bio is basically as reference in the fanfic. Series Link is found at the end of this post.

Warning: Most of them are based on the game and actual general info about demonology stuff// I didn't look into much

Name: Satan             

Human Name: Samuel

[A normal sound name instead of Samael which is another call for Satan]

Nickname:

Note: Satan is called Samuel mostly by people and Tan-tan as a cat)

Tan-tan [Just like in the canon]

Samuel [ By those who don't want to call him 'Satan' cuz demon name]

Cata-nya [In the fanfic, he transform into a cat most of the time]

Powers and Abilities:

Satan heavily depends on his magic skills rather than strength. He mostly do magic even without chants and incantations except for curses because there should be conditions.

[Note to self: Levels are based on how big of a power they will need... For example: Level 01- a passive skill...no magic required means they can do skills without use of magic energy. Level 02 - Magic power is needed but less use Level 03- Full magic source is needed ; Needs a host if necessary.]

1. A Little bit of Every Elemental magic but has the highest Affinity for Pyrokinesis (Level 2)

[Satan can do a bit of everything his brothers can do element-wise . For example: He can make rocks out of thin air or shoot offensive elemental spells.

However since fire in mostly inclined to very strong emotions and destruction, fire magic is his strong suit.]

Reason: In real life, Satan is the universal name to refer a demon so I think it's nice to have him the same power as the rest of his brothers. Imagine that his elemental magic is a basic version of what his brothers can do. This is also a reference that he is created from Lucifer so that means he's just like Lucifer.

2. Elemental Powers/ Natural Calamity (Level 3)

[This is just the stronger version of the first ability with the condition that he's mad. Satan can manipulate the elements found in Earth or can conjure natural calamities if given that he is very mad. For example: He can make thunderstorms, tornadoes, Floods, etc.]

Reason: He is the Avatar of Wrath so of course, natural disasters is his motif. Causing Natural disasters is one way to express his madness.

3. A Master of Curses (but mostly cat-related curses) (Level 2)

[He is an expert of curses. He knows a lot of incantations and curses such as changing physical appearance or make you do stuff. It's self-explanatory that most of his curses are cat-based anyway cuz he likes cats]

Reason: He always read grimoires and magic books in the canon game.

4. Telekinesis (Based in Obey me wiki) (Level 2)

[He can control every objects or any individuals. Imagine Sans from Undertale lol]

Reason: Based on the Obey Me Wiki and I think it's pretty unique too so I added it.

Powers and Abilities with Limitation:

Reason why there's Limitations: This is a reference on the general information about demons in real life. These abilities shows how demons can affect humans and how they interact with humans.

5. Control a Human's Anger and Wrath (Lv. 1)

[Satan can influence a human or mortal's emotions whenever and whatever mood he has. He can make someone angry for no reason or take away their wrathful energy if he so chooses. ]

[Limitation: This only works in the Human World and to mortal beings such as Humans and animals. Fellow demons and angels are not allowed. ]

Reason: He's the demon of Wrath.

6. Possession (Lv. 1)

[Just like any other demon, he has the ability to possess a human or animal and control them against their will. Demons can go in and out whenever.]

[Limitation: The human or mortal must have no magic affinity and must not be blessed by angels or in a holy sacred land connected to heaven/ celestial realm.

If the human have magic affinity, this will serve as protection.

A human with magical that has made a pact with a demon have the option to be possessed since this is also a way to borrow magic or strength.]

Reason: It is a reference to real life exorcism and demonic possession. Reason/Limitation why MC cannot be possessed.

MC has magical affinity...they can do magic like in the canon game.

They're surrounded or protected by angels like Luke and Simeon.

Unless given consent, they can either be possessed or use Karasu (Like in game gacha--idk how to add this to my fanfic//crai)

Unless MC loses their magic or has no celestial beings in their presence. They can be possessed.

In TWST x Obey Me Fanfic: Yuki in a Twisted Wonderland Series

Link:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3813811

For some reason, upon arriving in Twisted Wonderland, Satan cannot be able to do magic and was turned into a cat at anyplace except Heartslabyul.

Given that he's the fourth born, he requires to depend a host for magic needs in the human world.

Dormitory: Unofficial Member of Heartslabyul

[He stays in that dorm instead with MC ]

Title in Night Raven (Until Heartslabyul): The Cat-warden of Heartslabyul  and Riddle Rosehearts' cat.