#mcu fanwriting

[redheadspark]

Loss

Summary: Clío, for the briefest of moments, feels her heart is lost forever.

Warnings: Heavy Angst with the smallest hint of fluff

A/N: I wrote a small snippet of what happened to Clío in the aftermath of the Emergence and what she went through. This is more angst felt than fluffy, be warned :)

You never thought you would loose your voice, not for as long as you were on Earth.

Your hands were shaking from both exhaustion and adrenaline, dried blood was matted against your exposed skin and your hair, and your eyes were drilling onto the rolling ocean that almost mirrored the inner rage that was festering inside of you.  Even your ears were roaring from all that was nestled inside of you that was left, since you were drained all the energy that was left.  In fact, you felt like a shell,  so hollow and not yourself after all that you went through on that beach.  Stopping the world from being torn apart from the near birth of Tiamut, fighting Ikaris whom was a member of your family.

Druig….your husband and the love of your life…..lost.

All you wanted was to save the world, the same world that you have loved and adored from the moment you walked onto it’s soil from The Domo ramp.  But of course it wouldn’t be so easy, not with all that was thrown against you and your family.  It hasn’t been easy for the past 500 years, maybe even before that when you saw humans turning on one another and bringing nothing but pain and turmoil.  Yet you loved it all the same, even when your family split apart and you went to the Amazon with Druig since he couldn’t handle the pain of doing nothing anymore.  He was your better half, your best friend, the very being that was the definition of “Love” in your life, so you would move the Earth and even the Heavens for him.  

When you both were called to come back to the family to save the world, you went together.  Convincing Druig to go back, after being away from them for 500 years and having your own life together, it was hard to do.  Yet he knew he had to help the humans, even after loosing Gilgamesh and hearing that Ajak was killed.  You saw that fire in him to stop Tiamut and to defy Arishem, who told you the truth of your purpose and life.  It was a lot to sink in and digest, and Ikaris turning on all of you made it worse since he wanted the Emergence to happen.

Now….now at the end of all of it….you were lost.  Lost without Ajak and Gilgamesh, lost without your home…..without Druig.

Druig….your heart broke.

It replayed in your head over and over, Druig being hoisted into the sky by Ikaris with his hand around his throat and then throwing him to the earth.  Your world was shattered, watching him fall and Ikaris shooting his beams into him in such a vicious manner.  Everything else in your mind ceased to exist, you only focusing on your husband and what you could only about was his death.  Makkari’s scream was high in the sky, yet you were silent for the briefest of moments from the pure shock of it all as his body spiraled to the ground.  Finally, the hoarse scream of pain that came out of your mouth sounded so brutal and gut wrenching, it was almost like you were the one being murdered.  You were, in a sense, since the better half of your heart died in front of your eyes.  All you loved and adored was taken away from you, and everything inside of you that seemed good and kind ceased to exist.  

It was almost like a switch, the light was gone and darkness consumed you. 

As soon as you saw Ikaris lower back down, your rational side died.  All that pain and anger you had for him, for turning on your family, for killing Ajak and now your husband, it was about to unleash within moments as you opened your mouth. The banshee scream that escaped from your lips seemed unreal, almost unworldly with the sheer volume and sheer will power that was unleashed from deep within your core.  The entire beach shook from the use of your power, Ikaris flying back a bit from how the wave after wave of your scream hit him hard like a punch, yet all that mattered was that Druig was taken away from you.  

Ikaris took your life away, and something primal inside of you wanted to do the same for him.

Now, at the end of it all and a stillness was placed over the beach, you were watching the waves from your very spot being calf deep in the water,  The pure pain in your throat was evident, making it unbearable to even move your throat or try to speak.  It was all used with no hesitation and nothing hold you back, not to mention the sensation of your heart breaking over and over again like a sickening mantra.  You never thought you would experience heartbreak, true and organic heartbreak that would shatter all that you knew to be good and true.  Nothing else seemed to give you hope or cheer, not the notion of saving the world or having your family all together in peace.  There was no peace in your heart: your heart was Druig and now it was gone.

“Clío?”  You heard your voice being called as you were watching the rolling ride going in and out of the beach, your head feeling rather heavy and you feet being cemented to the ground where you stood, as if you were going to sprout your own roots to never let you go.  But that voice was familiar and concerning, so you had to look over and see it was none other than Phastos walking over to you.  It was etched all over his face: sadness and pain.  Even the way he was walking over to you seemed so cautious and almost careful, maybe he was afraid to provoke or frighten you. 

He saw what you did out there on the beach against Ikaris, how rage engulfed you and made you lash out at Ikaris over and over again with no sign of slowing down.  Maybe he even felt the pain that was engrained deep inside of you like a disease, and now that the anger was gone…..all that was left was sadness.

Grief and sadness.

Phastos held you as you weeped, his arms around you like a shield and almost like a cloud to give shade in the blazing sun.  You had no voice, yet the sobs that were coming out of your mouth sounded raw and almost painful.  There was pain, the kind of pain that you never thought you would ever experience ever.  Your soul felt fractured, too broken o be fixed or nurtured back to health, and all you could do was cry.  What was there left to do now that half of your life and soul was gone?  

“I got you, okay?  I got you,” Phastos said over and over to you as you clung to him like a lifeline and wept into his chest. Maybe he knew you had to let it out, keeping it bottled up inside from all that occurred and using it as a weapon against Ikaris, and now you had to drain it all out.  There was no light in sight for you, not even in the arms of your friend whom show no sign of letting you go.  You could float away into the sky if you could, let the vastness of space consume you since you felt no need to hold on any longer. 

Not with your love.  Not without your soul.

“Holy shit,”

You paused hearing the tremor in Phastos’s voice, sounding so shocked and yet in disbelief as you looked up at him.  Was something else coming your way?  Was there another danger?  Yet when you peered up at your friend, Phastos’s eyes were wide and looking right behind you along the surf of the beach.  Slowly and carefully, you turned in his arms, feeling his arms drop from his embrace on you.  Something told you to look fast, to see what it was.  

As soon as your eyes moved, you felt like you were dreaming or hallucinating.  Your mind must have been tricking you, from all the screaming and how drained you felt since you could collapse to the ground from a soft breeze.  Yet one sole silhouette was there, amongst the end of the beach near the edge of the water.  The softness of the armor that floating in the wind, the calmness in how the silhouette walked towards you, your heart raced and your face crumbled in both devastation and in joy.

Druig….Druig was alive!

Your body reacted before you could, before your brain could catch up.  No matter how exhausted you were, how you felt like fall to the ground to let the waves wash over you, your legs were moving and tears were streaming down your face to mix in with the blood along your neck. He was right there in front of you, so close and yet so far as you were now walking so fast that you could fall to the ground if you tripped.  Yet Druig was the one you ran to you, his face etched in relief and yet pain from seeing you in such a state as you were sobbing and yet barreling over to him.  Your mind was running so quickly it was tripping over itself, your heart was slamming so hard against your chest your thought it would jump through your skin and armor, and all of the pain was melting away in a instant as your husband was now holding you in his arms.

Safe.  Druig was safe in your arms. 

His embrace was familiar and home to you, reminding you the plenty of night in the Amazon when you tow would be wrapped up in one another.  The firm chest and yet gentle arms cradled you, the very chest that you engrained your touch to in both  the throws of pleasure and gentleness of pain, was there in front of you now with a hand along your neck and the other around your lower waist protectively.  Every touch felt familiar to you, so you knew that this was real and you weren’t hallucinating any of this.  Even breathing in the distinct scent that was Druig made you cry every more as you hid your face in his neck, feeling his rapid heartbeat along your nose as you two held one another.

So many days together under the jungles trees just holding hands, so many heartbreaking moments when you held him as he mourned and cried over the humans, they were all coming back to you at one time like the waves on the shore you two were still in.  Seeing his smile, hearing his voice, it was all familiarity and all consuming for you to never let go.  For that split moment, you thought he was gone forever and you would forever walk in a haze.  

But he was there now, and you could only weep.

“I’m right here, Clío,” You heard against your head from Druig, the sound of his voice alone made you gasp out and feel beyond relieved.  He sounded emotional, raw himself in his tone and how his neck vibrated against your head as his fingers clutched your armor tightly.  He said it a few more times as you two were rocking a bit, still calf deep in the surf and forgetting about the rest of the world.  

Finally, after a long moment of hiding your face, you moved your head and felt his fingers go to caroled your jaw, moving your head to have you two lock eyes.  There he was, a deep cut in his cheek but he was real and holding you close as if you were the long who could disappear.  His hair pushed off to the side, the flushness of his pale cheeks and the pristine blue eyes that you fell utterly in love with for 7,000 years were drilling into your own eyes.  

Druig said nothing for a solid second before he pressed his forehead against yours, your eyes closing as you both were still embracing one another.  HIs fingers pressed against your neck, near your vocal chords as you felt your lips moving, trying to form words and trying to talk yourself.  You had so much to say and it was all coming out at once.  

You’re alive….you’re here……thank God you’re alive….

You were saying it over and over again, but nothing was coming out of your mouth.  Your voice was shot, purely shot to hell, and all you could do was mouth thew words since the intense pain of your throat and vocal cords was nearly unbearable.  Inwardly you were screaming and pleading at Druig to stay, to be alive and not be some kind of dream.  But you looked like you were just wording it out loud, voiceless in the wind but pouring out all you had within you.

You opened your eyes, seeing Druig watching you with a hint of sadness since you had no voice for him to hear.  It made you curse Ikaris all the more, knowing you used all of your ability against him merely because you thought he murdered your husband.  Yet Druig took in a solid breath, moving his fingers to be near your neck along the sides to almost feel your voice.  You blinked, the cooling touch of his fingers against your battered skin.  

“You…you can’t,” He said almost in a mourning tone as you grimaced.  You saw the pure evidence in his eyes: the pain of not hearing your voice telling him that you loved him.  He then leaned back into you, kissing both cheeks soothingly and with a hint of determination as you both closed your eyes again. Druig once again stayed close to you as you clung onto his arms, his fingers sprawled along your neck and jawline as your felt the wisps of his hair against your forehead.  

For a moment, it was silence between you again, but then you heard it: His voice in you head.

I’m right here, my darlin’

Druig….Druig I thought you were gone forever!  I almost lost you!

No no….nothing can keep me away from ya, Clío.

Please don’t ever leave me again, Druig.  Please!  

Hearing his voice in your mind was almost as soothing as honey, as calming as a gentle breeze in the first hours of the morning.  You knew he swore never to invade your mind unless it’s completely necessary or an emergency.  Yet it felt right for him to talk to you this way since you had no other way to speak to him.  So you both were speaking to one another within the mind, whispering reassurances to one another and trying to come back together as one.  

I’m got ya, Clío, Druig’s voice floated in your mind as he was kissing away the tears in your eyes, I won’t ever do that to you, never again.

You knew he was telling the truth, and you had to let that fleeting moment of grief go with the wind.

“Where are we going to go?”

“Ajak’s Farm.  We can rest there,”

You were all sitting together in the Meeting Room of the Domo, all in a circle with a broken statue of Arishem in the middle of it all. You were listening in silence, your head nestled against Druig’s shoulder as he was listening to Thena and Sersi speak to one another.  The ship took off from the beach some time after your reunion with Druig, Sersi thinking it was best to find a place to lay low for some time.  Things needed to cool down, and knowing the humans were going to ask questions and wonder what happened.  

Once again, you all had to hide in the shadows.  

So much has happened since the dust settled and things were calm again: Ikaris sacrificed himself when he saw all that he did and realized the faults that he made.  Sersi conducted the Uni-Mind, getting immense power from it to the point fo taking Sprite’s Immortality and Eternal abilities to make her human.  It was her only wish, to know what it’s like to be fully human and grow up since she was stuck in a pre-teen body for thousands of years.  

“What about Arishem?” Your eyes went from Sersi over to Phastos, whom was sitting next to Makkari and Sprite as they all looked from him to Sersi.  She was the new leader of the family, it was clear from how she along made the Uni-Mind work and brought the Emergence to a halt.  Even turning Tiamut into marble stone before he could breach the surface entirely.  

“We’ll deal with him when the times comes,” Sersi replied to the group, looking over at everyone before finally settling over at you.  She knew what you went through on the beach, hearing the piercing screams that you inflicted on her ex-lover and the sheer agony in your fighting against him.  Yet she never held you back, nor did she have ill feelings about it.  She knew your pain from thinking Druig was killed.  

Now she was watching you, your head against Druig’s shoulder as his arm was around your protectively and your shared hands were in your lap.  The pure sense of love and devotion you had for one another was evident in the room, and no one dared to defy it.  Druig was watching Sersi, almost mentally telling her not to say a word about the pair of you being cuddled together on the bench.  You both knew she wouldn’t say anything, she was in fact happy to see you both together and happily married when you reunited in the Amazon.  

“We find some rest at the farm and we’ll go from there,” Sersi said to the group, giving Druig a singular node before she went to go talk to Thena and Phastos about something.  You breathed out heavily, Druig pressed a kiss into your hair as if he felt your uneasiness there together.  

You felt a hand on your leg, you looked over to see Makkari standing in front of you and grinning.  You smiled back as she held out a hand for you to take.  As soon as you did, Makkari’s smile widened a bit as she signed with one hand.

You fought really well out there, She signed to you, Druig squeezing you a bit tighter now while she kept going, He….he didn’t stand a chance.

She didn’t have to say it, but you knew she was talking about Ikaris.  She was just as vicious and brutal to him too in the fight, her speed and agility was second to none when it came to going up against him.  You felt it too: the fire in her belly to stop him from not only harming another person but from letting the Emergence happen.  

You both fought hard, and now you could breath.

Thank you, ‘Kari You signed back to you slowly, grimacing a bit from the pain you were feeling in your throat.  Makkari walked away, leaving you to be with Druig again as he was watching you with a hint of concern.  Your energy was nearly done, even sitting on that bench you could topple over if you could.  Maybe Druig sensed it, moving to stand up on the bench and then take you in his arms.  You wish you could protest, to tell him that you were fine, but of course your voice was long gone.  He moved to scoop you in his arms, your arms around his neck then to not fall over as his arms were on his back and under your legs.  

“We’re going to rest.  Let us know if anything changes,” Druig said to the others as he walked and carried you bridal style down the hallway.  Once again you felt helpless, not being able to tell him to put you down and let you walk.  However, you knew Druig far too well to not care for you, so you were letting him take you down the familiar hallways that lead to your old chambers.

The familiar scents of the room indeed your nose as Druig kicked the door shut behind him, the cool feeling of the bedsheets made you sigh as he lowered you to the bed, and the low humming sounds of the Domo energy made you be calm again while Druig slowly stripped your armor off your body.  It was almost his way fo showing he loved you, his own act of service.  Finally, as you were in your undergarments and feeling as thought you could melt into the mattress beneath you, you watched with heavily lidded eyes and with adoration as Druig stripped his own armor off with ease.  

It was almost torture for you to watch him when he seemed so far away from you, yet he was a mere foot away.  Finally, after what seemed like so long, he was down to his own undergarments and he crawled onto the bed to be next to you.  Within a posit second you pulled him into your arms, feeling his fingers glide along your skin and his kisses were pressed along you eyelids, cheeks and jawline.  You pushed your own fingers along his arms and chest too, almost needing physical evidence that he was there.

You both needed to feel each other, to be reminded that you were alive.

“Sleep, Clío,�� Druig urged you as you tucked your head against his own.

I’m afraid to, what if you’re not here? 

“I’m never going to leave you again,” Druig vowed against your forehead, your eyes fluttering shut as he held you softly and possessively in his arms.  Finally, your felt your entire body give into the temptation of sleep and you dreamed.  The softest dream of the pair of you back in the Amazon, basking in the jungle warmth together and having peace in your lives together.  You mentally wished that you could never relive those long lost moments of Druig not being in your life. 

Druig vowed to never leave you again, and you vowed the same as you slept in his arms while he watched on.

The End.

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[isolatedlight]

netflix + Peter Parker

Imagine the (popular) Netflix shows you guys watch together....

Avatar: The Last Airbender

he would absolutely love this show. You both has watched it when you were younger and the minute it showed up on Netflix he just briefly mentioned it to you and you started to watch it together. This would be a comfort show you might watch together if you couldn't sleep.

Avatar: The Legend of Korra

this would be the same as above, but you would be the people who wouldn't watch this series until you infinshed the original. So everytime you finished of ATLA you would start LoK.

Mindhunter

something about it creeps him out, but you wanted to start watching it so naturally he would just watch it with you. Although i feel like he wouldn't pay attention and would as a billion annoying questions every episode

Never Have I Ever

he would love this show! He h=finds the drama that Devi brings to the show hilarious and would enthusiastically debate Ben vs Paxton with anyone who would listen.

Midnight Mass

two episodes was all Peter could make it before say no and never returning to the idea of it.

You

Peter would absolutely love this. He would try and find ways to compare you to each love interest. I think the first season would shock him but because you wanted to watch the second season he would watch it, and then get hooked on Love Quinn.

The Chair

you love Sandra Oh and college so this was the perfect drama for you to watch. Peter would one hundred percent fall asleep and rewatch it trying to catch up.

Schitt's Creek

everyone loves this show, need i say more?

The Crown

Peter loves learning and learning about real life things is his go to. So the Crown was the best option and he absolutely loved learning each episode and then researching the facts and what was out there. he would definitely plot against the Queen and Charles though.

Arrested Development

just a dumb show to watch when your brain is tired. But Peter loves Buster and Lucille for sure.

[thesuperiorlokiseries]

Disappointed by the shitty four-hour long setup for Doctor Strange: Multiverse of Madness and Ant Man: Quantumania otherwise marketed as the Loki Series? 

Disgusted by how Marvel and Disney would much rather make a self-cest relationship canon before a homosexual one? 

Otherwise salty about how immensely the writers butchered and retconned Loki's previous characterization?

Dreading the very idea of Season 2?

Desperately looking for fanfiction to soothe the wounds canon has left on your soul?

We've got good news for you! 

Announcing the Loki Series Rewrite Project, where we reject MCU canon and substitute our own, vastly better fanwrite, which features such great hits as:

A main character that is not depowered, humiliated, sidelined for a poorly-written Girlboss™ or otherwise clowned upon for cheap jokes at every turn!

Generally coherent worldbuilding!

Actual queer and neurodivergent rep written by actual queer and neurodivergent people!

Zero unnecessary romantic arcs, self-cest or otherwise!

Zero blatant racism, queerphobia or sexism hidden under the guise of performative progressiveness!

Heavy topics such as abuse, trauma, internalized-racism and authoritarianism treated with the care and respect they deserve!

Brought to you by: fans who care deeply about the character and generally possess some modicum of competence in writing!

Coming soon to Archive of Our Own!

taglist for crew:

@worstloki

@latent-thoughts

@sundial-at-night

@stellophia

@hydr0phius

@wnnbdarklord

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@willow-of-stars

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@lucianalight

@lookimtryingmybest

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@loki-lover-1234

[elrondsscribe]

No ATLA shipping wars, please. There is room for ALL the ships.

So I’m sure anyone who’s been tracking me lately knows that I’ve been all up in Avatar: The Last Airbender ...

And I must say, after checking out the tags, I am TERRIFIED to speak my mind about ANY of the ships I like!! Like, I don’t want to be thought of as a poisonous Supporter Of That Which Is Toxic And Problematic because I did or didn’t gel with one ship or other. Spoilers under the cut.

See, I’m always the kind of fan that nobody likes: I’m the MCU fan that appreciates Steve and Tony; I’m the Star Wars fan that loved all nine Episodes. So when I say that I sail literally all of the ships because all of them hit me in different kinds of feels, well, y’all know to expect this from me.

(I should say at this point that the only thing I’m considering ‘canon’ for the purposes of this conversation is A:TLA; no LoK or comics is relevant here.)

(Also, can I just say what a wonderful change of pace it is to be in a property where, at least in the generation of our ‘mains,’ there seem to be more named, developed female characters??)

So I’m gonna start out with saying: I like the canon pairings as they stand! Kataang, Sukki, and Maiko being the main ones, obvs. However, I also like all kinds of AU pairings too!

Like Zutara - I mean, I can hardly say anything here that ten thousand others haven’t already said better, but their journeys do parallel each other in a lot of significant ways, and I think that, by the end of the show, they do legitimately share enough to have the foundations of a good relationship, if as a fanwriter you wanted to go there. You could make much of the poetry of their differences (”you rise with the moon, and I with the Sun”), and/or really develop their existing ability to safely be the ‘splash zone’ for each other’s turmoil. Besides, I think Katara’s mothering fussbudget energy would be a great thing for Zuko, and there’s a gentleness to her that he’d find healing.

{Now, I’ve seen a lot of comparisons between Zutara and Reylo, made by people who either want to demean or defend both ships. I’ve also seen these comparisons soundly trashed by people who like one, but not both, of these ships. As someone who never has had strong feelings either for or against Reylo, and as someone who loves Zutara but not exclusively, my response to all of that drama is a big old shrug of my shoulders. So don’t come at me screaming about Reylo, either to stan or cancel. Please just don’t.}

Also I don’t know a good way to say this, but you know how some people just can’t seem to resist reading Zuko and/or Sokka as gay? Well, I can’t stop reading Mai as lesbian; I don’t know why.

I don’t know which pairing Taang is. If it’s Aang/Ty Lee, omg yes!! Kill me with all the sparkles and rainbows! I already want to eat them both up. More seriously, I think Aang’s peaceable temperament would be a really welcome change in her life, after Zuko’s turmoil and Mai’s ice and Azula’s, well, Azula-ness. She’d probably just love Aang’s aura :) 

If Taang is Aang/Toph, well, we’ve observed that our flighty lil’ Aangster could use a grouding influence :) I don’t know who on Tumblr pointed it out, but Toph is the last person in the world to fangirl over Aang, which seems to be very good for him, while also not clipping his wings. While I do believe they’d be the kind of couple to quarrel and, at times, drift apart from each other (she’s incredibly rooted while he’s the embodiment of a free-spirit), for some reason I can easily see them finding each other again. There’s a scene in my head, one where an adult Aang is faced with the necessity of a sacrifice play that he might not come back from, and instead of tearfully trying to convince him not to do it, Toph says, “Go get ‘em, Twinkletoes.”

[And if you ship Zutara alongside Aang/Toph, you could have a fanfic where you did a Parallel, with Two Ships Of Opposite-Power-Benders. I’d be a fan!]

Now I’ve seen Sokkla floating around too, and I must say that this intrigues me, especially the way that this ship is connected to ideas about the redemption of Azula. I’ve seen some people being really upset that Azula never got a redemption arc in the show, but c’mon guys. A redemption arc for Azula would have taken a long-ass time - it would’ve been awesome, but it would’ve taken a long-ass time, definitely longer than a fourth season, I think. But if you were going to go with a combination of a redemption arc and a ship for her, Sokka would be a great idea. I don’t think Azula knows what fun and merriment are, and who knows those things better than Sokka?

[Honestly, that’s the thing about shipping Sokka with anyone: he would bring them laughter.]

But enough about the het AU ships, let’s talk about the gay ones!

Zukka would be the most prominent example, of course. The rapport that Zuko develops with Sokka over ‘The Boiling Rock’ is beautiful to behold (jokes about ‘that’s rough, buddy’ aside), and heaven knows Zuko needs someone to teach him how to laugh.

And remember how I said that I somehow can’t see Mai as straight? Well, I also can’t stop shipping her with Azula (don’t know the ship name for this one, but I know it exists). Obviously this ship would have more than an edge of ownership and manipulation about it, but they’re so deadly radiant and it’s like I can’t look away from them.

And Ty Lee is just so adorable and sincere (even with all the buried sadness) that shipping her with almost any of the other girls just makes my heart melt. Especially Katara, who would just cuddle the hell out of her whenever she’s feeling down. Or even Azula, who would totally own and work her but also, like, dazzle her. Main exception being Suki - for some reason, my head goes all kinds of hot, dirty places when I imagine Suki and Ty Lee sparring.

However, all this being said, I still have love for the canon ships that we got.

For example, like I said, I do ship Kataang, and I think together they’re incredibly sweet, but I also think that Katara’s tendency to hover and Aang’s tendency to (literally and metaphorically) fly away from/float above problems would jointly become a not-inconsiderable hurdle in a long-term relationship. Now I’ve observed couples in real life with similar dynamics, and I’ll stick out my neck and say that I consider this a workable hurdle, especially if both Katara and Aang grow in maturity and interpersonal understanding as they get older.

Similarly with Maiko: we see that, where Zuko’s emotions tend to run fire-hot, Mai’s tend to run ice-cold; we saw a clear example of these tendencies really clashing with each other. And Mai’s way of showing Zuko affection does seem to have genuinely perplexed some people who watched the show, to the point that they didn’t read it as affection at all. But again, drawing on what I’be observed, some couples really do develop a ‘love code’ that they understand even if literally no one else does. I don’t see any indication of either Mai or Zuko actually ill-using the other; and I will always stan this line from Mai when she made her big choice: I love Zuko more than I fear you.

As for Sukki - well, you already know. Sokka definitely grew and healed a lot from it, but I don’t think the trauma of being unable to protect Yue is one that will ever truly leave him. And as much as Suki understands him, I do think Sokka’s protectiveness will sometimes grate on her. She’s a motherfucking warrior-chieftain. And yes, this can definitely shape into a relational problem, but not one that can’t be worked around.

So ... TLDR, I love all the ships, and refuse to be part of the anti drama.

[zenaidamacrouras1]

Hi! So there is a contact support page at the bottom of every ao3 page:

https://archiveofourown.org/support

Please send an email expressing concerns with the tag.

If you are looking for a script:

This change is unnecessary and ignores the ongoing character arc of Sam Wilson, who was given the shield 6 years ago and called Captain America 4 years ago in the MCU. Fanwriters have been writing Sam Wilson as Captain America for over a decade or longer. Those of us who write and read Sam as Cap have managed just fine using additional tags to narrow down.

As an avid participant in the Captain America Fandom, I don't want to use these tags. And they don't make sense to the way interact with the films. I have read AUs, for example, where Steve is pre-serum civilian and Sam is either a Captain in the Air Force or actually Captain America. Their appearance and characterization is based on the films, not the comics, so "All Media Types" doesn't fit. Which tag does one use? These tags inhibit creative work because they ignore the interplay of the characters and their roles throughout the many films.

But I think the main concern is that they exist in a world where Sam Wilson as Cap has faced significant racist backlash. It is impossible to view them outside of that context. It seems likely to me that the tags in practice will make stories about Sam as Cap get less visibility. So, whether or not the intent was there, the decision feels hurtfully tone deaf at best and racist at worst.

On Your Left! — Changes to Captain America Fandom Tags

Hello! In the near future, Marvel tag wranglers will be updating fandom tags on AO3 to separate the upcoming Captain America movies featuring Sam Wilson as Captain America from the trilogy of films with Steve Rogers as Captain America.

To do this, we will be renaming the fandom Captain America (Movies) to Captain America (Chris Evans Movies) and creating a new fandom named Captain America (Anthony Mackie Movies). Both will be made subtags of Marvel Cinematic Universe and Captain America - All Media Types.

In summary:

Captain America (Chris Evans Movies) will refer to the 2011, 2014, and 2016 movies featuring Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter, and Bucky Barnes. 

Captain America (Anthony Mackie Movies) will refer to the 2025 movie Brave New World featuring Sam Wilson and Joaquín Torres. This fandom tag will also refer to any sequel Captain America movies starring Sam Wilson in the title role.

Fans interested in reading about both movie series can include both Marvel Cinematic Universe and Captain America - All Media Types in tag filtering. The current fandom tag for The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), which is a subtag of Marvel Cinematic Universe but not Captain America - All Media Types, will also be unaffected by these changes. We’ve included more details of our reasoning below, which better explains why we’re making this change.

Why are you making two separate fandom tags? Can’t everyone just keep using “Captain America (Movies)”?

Despite both having the superhero name “Captain America” and the same continuity, fundamentally the main character has changed between the original trilogy and the new 2025 movie. We also wanted to hopefully make it easier for fans to differentiate between which movies and continuities they’re discussing. Many Sam Wilson fans will likely want to filter for the movie where he’s the central focus; conversely, many Steve Rogers fans will likely want to filter out movies where he doesn’t appear. 

We’re specifically using “Chris Evans” and “Anthony Mackie” in the fandom tags as they’re the most recognizable and consistent aspect of the movies. There’s no consistent set of directors between all Chris Evans Captain America movies, and actor names are much more recognizable than including multiple years in the fandom tags. This style of making fandom tags named after actors is similar to other fandoms on AO3. For example, there are many James Bond movie fandom tags which differentiate via the actors’ names. 

The Marvel Cinematic Universe is also not the only time Captain America has been adapted to the big screen: there’s a 1944 movie starring Dick Purnell, a 1979 movie starring Reb Brown, and a 1990 movie starring Mat Salinger. The current fandom tag Captain America (Movies) is worded in a way that technically encompasses these unrelated movies as well. It doesn’t make sense for these unrelated continuities to share one fandom tag, so we would have changed the existing Captain America (Movies) tag to be more specific regardless of the release of Brave New World. 

Like we mentioned above, fans interested in reading about both MCU movie series at once can filter for both Marvel Cinematic Universe and Captain America - All Media Types.

Why Mackie Movies instead of Brave New World?

The movie title has already changed several times in between promotion and release. It’s also highly likely Marvel will make sequel movies. Formatting the tag as Captain America (Anthony Mackie Movies) prevents the disruption of renaming the fandom tag in the future. 

We will be creating an Additional Tag for Captain America: Brave New World, similar to how there are Additional Tags for Movie: Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) and Movie: Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021). We hope the Additional Tag will help fans filter for specific movies within the broader series of movies.

Why does Brave New World get a separate fandom tag while First Avenger, Winter Soldier, and Civil War would still share? 

Captain America: The First Avenger, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, and Captain America: Civil War all encompass the trilogy centering around Steve Rogers. While Captain America: Brave New World is also set in the same continuity, the main character and actor has changed, and the role of Sam Wilson has changed from being a supporting character to the main focus.

It’s likely that Marvel will release sequel movies to Brave New World, which will not receive separate fandom tags and would instead also be covered by the new Captain America (Anthony Mackie Movies) tag. We hope that separating the fandom tags now will prevent the messiness of renaming tags again in the future, and also allow fans to filter for works that focus on the specific Captain America they are looking for. 

(From time to time, ao3org posts announcements of recent or upcoming wrangling changes on behalf of the Tag Wrangling Committee.)

[explodingcrenelation]

Free Request Message: Can you write an alternate universe story with both MCU Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes having the mantles of Captain America after Steve dies during the final war against Thanos and his forces? With both talking about how their friend inspired them into following his legacy and also talking about starting their own Avengers teams one of these days?

Hi, anon! Sorry it took me so long to get to this message. I’m afraid I don’t take imagine or fic requests. This is an interesting idea, though, and maybe another fanwriter would be interested in exploring it! ♡♡♡♡

[stevnharringtons]

☕ samnat and stucky are a missed opportunity in the mcu and fanwriters do a better job at portraying the characters than the actual paid film writers do

that really is the tea, esp the bit about the fanwriters

send me a ☕️ and an opinion (popular or unpopular) and i’ll say whether i agree or disagree

[3fluffies]

What is your favorite Fic you've written? (any Fandom)

Ooh, that’s tough.  Generally, it’s always the one I’m currently in the process of posting.  In hindsight, though, generally it depends on my emotions during the writing and sharing process, how I remember the stories I’ve written.

However, I’d have to say Harry Potter and the Battle of Wills probably holds a special place in my heart, as I co-wrote it with my Mum through the agonies of my second year of law school.  It was very well-received by readers and it was the first story that I got comments on from Real World friends.  It got completely Jossed by Half-Blood Prince, but I’m still proud of it, and of the aspects of the story that I predicted.

My Pacific Rim Generation K series got me through the three most brutal years of my career, which means something pretty special to me.

My current MCU/X-Men Movieverse/Spider-Man Homecoming crossover, Consequences, is of course important to me because I’m in the process of editing and posting it now, and it was the first big “muse attack” as I like to call them since I left my really horrible workplace.  

There’s something deeply cathartic about fanwriting, particularly when a story really flows out, and those are the feelings I remember.  (Er...that’s probably way more than you wanted to know, but oh well.  This has been a ramble.)

[redheadspark]

“crying is only going to make you feel worse” with druig please🥺

WC: 863

A/N: I can feel the angst with this one. Let's get into Angst mode! Thanks for the suggestion Anon!

Almost Lover 💔

You watched every step he took down the steps of the temple. You heard every step, like a boulder falling to the ground over, and over, and over. You were frozen at the top, the fire still burning around you and in the city that was crumbling within moments. None of that mattered to you, you dind't seem to care about the roaring fire and the crumbling towers that used to hold so much peace and tranquility. No, you were focused on the Eternal and chose to walk away from all of his family.

From you.

The whole night was chaos. You all had to watch from the shadows, from the darkness, as the gentle people in that city were being slaughtered, murdered, and obliterated at the hands of soldiers who came from the sea. It was such heartache, seeing a race that you were meant to protect from Deviants turn on each other. As the centuries came and went, the hostility amongst the humans was growing and getting restless.

And it was worse within the Eternals.

You all were trying to keep the Deviants away, slowly nudging the humans in the right direction when it came to their evolution. But you could see the cracks happening and forming, you could hear the undertones of anger and fear in each of their voices. But that night it boiled over.

Druig had enough.

Maybe it was the mixture of the city being destroyed in front of your eyes, and Thena's Mahd Wry-Ry coming to light to shake up the atmosphere of the group, or maybe it was the pent up feelings and thoughts that he was holding all these centuries. But Druig was no longer going to be silent with what he wished to do. So many times, he wanted to stop humans from hurting each other. He never wanted war or conflict, and hidden behind his sarcasm and remarks, there was love for the humans. You loved them too, but not as much as Druig did.

Druig decided to walk away, no longer wanting to take orders.

You wished you were brave enough to stop him, to have him pause and re-think what he wished to do. You wished you could have pleaded him to stay, to keep the harmony of the group that you thought was there. Yet you were silent, silent with your heartbreaking as Druig walked away.

Once he walked away and was out of site, with the cluster of humans under his mind control, you were finally crying. You never thought you would find yourself in a situation like this, watching one of your family member walk away and out of your life. Deep within you, way deep within you, you felt like he smashed you heart into a thousand pieces. Perhaps he did, not caring how you felt about him leaving you.

"You know crying is only going to make you feel worse," You looked over to see Kingo there, whom walked over to you to see you still stare out at the direction where Druig walked. You sighed, looking back at the fires that were roaring below. Kingo didn't seem like he was saying that to make fun of you. In fact, there was no amusement on his face. He too looked torn and a bit sad, placing a hand on your shoddier to squeeze it.

"He'll be fine," Kingo reassured you, you silently nodding once. Kingo was right: you knew he was going to be fine. Druig wasn't weak at all, and although he was no fighter he still knew how to hold his own. And as Kingo walked away, you took in a long inhale and closed your eyes. You solemnly pushed your thoughts out, pushing as far as you could since you had a incline that Druig could find your thoughts with his ability.

"Stay safe...please stay safe....."

You wanted him safe for the sake of him being close in your heart. You wanted him safe because he was still family to you. And most importantly, you wanted him safe because you were in love with him. Perhaps there was hope, somewhere in the future where you were going to meet up with him again. You were a sucker for hope after all, you saw it all the time with humans and you leaned from it. Hope was never a bad thing, it helped so many humans survive from time to time.

So yes, you were holding onto hope.

Yet you had no idea that someone was watching from the treeline, watching you walk away from the edge of the step of the temple back to the rest of the group. The eyes that were watching you were still glazed with both sadness and rage, but he heard your plea in his head. His own heart was breaking from leaving you behind, and a singular tear escaped his blue eyes as you were no longer seen at the temple. He sighed, a shutter on his lips as he knew the decision he made was final.

Druig only wished to tell you that he would find you again. But he slipped into the darkness instead.

The End.

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A/N: ANGST!!! I hope you liked it! ;)

[isolatedlight]

isolatedlight

Hey hey hey, I am isolatedlight on Wattpad, i had a semi-popular book called  Bright Eyes featuring Peter Parker. I am a big fan of writing and want to try my hand at imagines or one shots so....requests are cool!

[diana9241livejournalcom]

mculadies week day 1: favourite charcter. fanfiction

Autore: diana9241 Fandom: Agents of SHIELD, MCU Titolo: It's never easy Personaggi: Bobby Morse Pairing: Bobbi Morse/Lance Hunter, past Bobbi Morse/Clint Barton Waring: post 3x13, references to Captain America Civil War Note: first day, favourite chacrter. I'm not good with gifset or other artwork, but I'm good fanwrite, my fans said so and I believe them, so I write this double drabble Bobbi!centric Note2: I love Bobbi Morse ... and I never forget ABC to stop Most Wanted Note3: Bobbi/Clint is in the comics, in the MCU she's with lance and he's married but ... I had an headcanon in wich they were married Note4: I never writing nothing in English, this is my first time and ... let's try

It’s not easy, it’s never easy.Staying with Lance was the easy part but every time they ruined everything, except this one, blame HIVE, and Russia this time.

She and Lance are a perfect team, a powerful couple and a lovely match in some weird way, as people told them.

Bobbi knows Lance isn’t perfect, too loudly, too noisy, too Lance but she loves him, she’s a former agents of SHIELD in love with a mercenary, she married him one time … and despite the divorce she never stop to love him.

A skill worked agent, a master of under covering missions and other stuff, one of the most brilliant agent and instead she is in run, with Lance, wanted by all the world, like Clint. In the last days she thinks about Clint more than others years, he is in Wakanda with the others, she could go there, with Lance or alone but it would be difficult, for her, for her ex-husband and her ex – husband slash new husbands; Clint will be happy to see her but Lance … she know him too well to know Lance would hate Clint for many reason so no, no Wakanda.

So she stay with Lance, hidden, listening him speaking about non sense and their new wedding and … this is easy, she and Lance, difficult and easy booth.

[hjbender]

Update 16 Feb 2020 15:56 EST

Woodsign has removed all of its fan fiction apps from the Apple store. However, anyone who has already downloaded the apps still has access to the fanfiction that was stolen (and in this case it truly was stolen, not just mirrored). I know this because I downloaded a couple of the apps yesterday, uninstalled them, reinstalled them from my cloud, and I can still read fics on them. However, the “VIP” content is no longer accessible for a fee; instead, you must do other things (see image below, this was the MCU app).

Obviously, you can no longer rate the app because it has been removed from the store.

So the Woodsign Ordeal is essentially over. Yeah, it doesn’t help the authors whose works were ripped from AO3 and FFN and are still available to people who have installed the app, but at least it’s been demonetized and the apps are removed. A small victory.

All that remains now is the mess with @unofficialao3app /Sergey Pekar, but I fully expect that app to be shut down within the next 48 hours. It’s been very entertaining to watch thousands of pissed off fanwriters rise up in real time and retaliate against this threat to our community. Maybe someday we can post unlocked stories on AO3 without the fear of greedy opportunists trying to make money off of fandom while destroying the whole fandom experience altogether.

In the meantime, keep your eyes peeled for for-profit fanfic apps (check for the “in-app purchases” text in their descriptions) that are trying to pull this same crap. Report them. Leave bad reviews. Get them removed. Let them know that We the Authors are not okay with this.

Apps mirroring AO3 content

An explanation and what you can do

Many of you have already heard of what’s happening (see this post). Two app developers, Woodsign and Sergey Pekar/Simple Soft Alliance have created apps that lift content from AO3 (some of it is hand-selected, as with Woodsign’s case) and made it available to people who download the app. The developers then make a profit from their apps through in-app purchases (ads) and fees to access more content.

Woodsign is the worst offender as it’s not only selecting the most popular fics from fandoms, but prompting app users to pay a fee to view more content. This goes against everything fanfiction authors stand for, and it needs to be shut down immediately.

SSA/Sergey Pekar is simply mirroring publicly available stories from AO3. Illegal? Not exactly. Unethical? Yes.

What You Can Do

Emailing AO3 about this issue will only get you the same email response. Basically, they are not responsible for maintaining or securing the content posted on their site. Individual action on the part of the author is required.

Method #1: Edit all of your fics to only be shown to registered users. Go private, basically. It’s a pain in the ass for those of us who have lots of fics to change, and non-Archive users will be SOL from now on, but this will instantly remove your content from the mirror app. Woodsign is more insidious and might require the method below.

Method #2: Download the apps and then report the developers (more info on how to do that in this post), or try contacting the developers and request they remove your content. I’ve heard reporting is a tricky process with Apple, lots of hoops to jump through, but it’s possible. If anyone has successfully reported these apps, please let me (us) know.

Okay, now what?

These are probably not going to be the last apps we see trying to make a profit off of what fanfiction authors provide for free. Stay vigilant, protect your content, report infringements, defund these apps and developers that drive traffic (and donations) away from AO3 to line their own pockets with your hard work.

If people want to read fanfiction badly enough, they can sign up for an AO3 account and read it there. I hear AO3 has a mobile app (?), there are browsers and “reader view” settings individuals can use that make it easy to read text on mobile devices, no one is going to suffer if they read fanfiction directly from the source. If anything, it will encourage more user sign-ups and donations during each fundraiser drive.

REJECT THIRD-PARTY FANFICTION APPS. THEY ARE HARMFUL TO AO3 AND THE FANFICTION COMMUNITY AT LARGE.

[redheadspark]

Shang Chi Masterlist

Here is a page dedicated to one of my new favorite MCU characters:

Shang Chi!

Here you will find all of my one shots, drabbles (Prompt Requests) and Series based from Shang Chi!

The dividers were made the the wonderfully talented @firefly-graphics

Don’t Cry No Tears ❄️

Give Me Your Hands 🥊

Sunshine ☀️

Come Back To Me ❤️‍🩹

*Down With The Sickness* 🌡

Again

As always, my ASK box is open for any ideas, requests, or prompts you wish to share and have me write!

Enjoy :)

[redheadspark]

Embedded🌌

Light My Love Chapter 14

Summary: I saw Druig for all that he was.  HIs tough exterior was only a shield for him to use and not be vulnerable, and yet he was rarely like that with me.  Druig had a lightness in him, in how he teased the others and how he would joke and banter.  His moods were all his own, but there was goodness deep within him.  I loved all the sides of him and how they all gravitated back to goodness.  Even his aloofness and anger never stayed for too long.  

But what got me was his soul, that soul that wanted what is best for the humans and hated to see humans fail.  He would rather walk away and do what he thought was right than stay and do what he was told.  His defiance and direction were always his strength, and that showed his love too.I did love him.  

I loved Druig with all of my being.

WC: 4,530

Warnings: Small Angst but MAJOR FLUFF!

A/N: The Emergence is done!  I have a few more chapter for this piece before I officially wrap it up in a ribbon!  I really do hope ya’ll like it!  

Happy reading!

Previous Chapter: Chapter Thirteen

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*Chapter Fourteen: Embedded* 

I woke up to the sound of a wind chime and a cool wind against my cheek.

I was on top of something soft, almost like a cloud as I was slowly blinking.  Although it looked like I was laying out on my side, I could see a window over my head and gray clouds.  I took in a soft but gentle breath, feeling it is a bit difficult to take in a full breath and have my lungs inflate.  Yet then again, I thought I was dead.

Was I dead?  Was this heaven?

My brain was trying to catch up with me now as I was finding out where I was.  A blanket was over me, it felt like a thick quilted blanket as my head was on top of a soft but full pillow.  I then knew I was on a bed, a rather large bed since I felt space around me without the need to move Something was over my nose and mouth, it felt like a barrier of something kind that was pushing oxygen into me.  I took in another breath, breathing in pure air and having me grout a bit from the sensation.  Trying to move, I felt an intense numbing sensation in my back, not having me move an inch.  This was confusing me now, not understanding what was going on It was making me confused, but then I remembered then.

The Emergence.  Saving Druig from dying.  Being on the beach.  Fighting Ikaris.

What happened?

I remember fighting Ikaris.  He was trying so hard to kill me there on the beach when I was simply buying Sersi some time to end the Emergence.  That feeling that we were so close but Ikaris was trying to stop us.  II felt anger and pain towards him, knowing that two of my friends died because of him and I almost lost Druig in the process too.  Being so stubborn in his ways and his faith in Arishem was enough for us to see the true side of Ikaris.  I saw the rage in his eyes because he would use them as weapons.  

His true colors were grim and almost barbaric, and I almost died because of it.

The last thing I remembered happening to me was my back being split open.  That pain was seeing through my body, almost like a virus and it was unbearable to just breathe through it.  The last thing that was floating in my head since I felt like I was about to die on that beach was the love I had for each one of my family members.  It was almost bitter-sweet, thinking that I wasn't going to see them again.  But I wasn't too sad about it too, knowing that I did all that I could do and made sure they were all safe.  It made have look silly to the others, but I was content in what I did and how I protected them.

But another person floated into my mind.  His vision was clear as my eyes were still heavy.  Druig.

Oh, Druig.

I knew I was doing something that Druig begged me not to do.  He didn't want me to fight Ikaris, he wanted me to be safe and away from the danger.  What we experienced together for the first time was very raw and new, and we had to express our feelings to one another right before we were stopping the Emergence.  It felt like the odds were stacked against us, and yet Druig was desperate enough to make sure that Ikaris wasn't going to hurt me.  Maybe he knew Ikaris was going to be beyond powerful, or that he was just wanting to keep me alive.  But I realized that the last time I saw him was when I got him out of the hole, right before I was injured.

Oh God, where was he?  Was he okay?

"You're awake,"

I saw someone walk around the bed I was in, sitting in the spare chair was proper right against the bed I was sprawled and was looking down at me with gentle and fragile eyes.  I saw who it was, blinking a few times to make sure she was real and this was no dream.  Sersi, looking as radiant as ever as she was no longer in her armor.  The last time I saw her she was running towards the volcano, her green armor flashing in the sun.  But now she was in her civilian clothes, looking rather solemn but happy to see me as I looked up at her.

"What…" I tried to say, but something felt off with my voice. It felt like I haven't spoken in days, and I was still feeling lethargic and heavy.  Sersi immediately shook her head, taking my clammy fingers in her own as she was watching me.

"Don't talk right now, okay?" She asked me, keeping her voice level as she gave me one of her sweet smiles that could melt ice.  I went quiet again, seeing her sigh and rub the back of my hand with her fingers to almost soothe me, "We thought of the worst with you.  I'm just glad you're okay."

I kept quiet, seeing the small look of relief on Sersis' face from just having me awake there in the bed.  I had so many questions to ask her, and since she told me not to speak, I decided to resort to signing at her with my other hand that was not being held by her.

Where are we? I signed to her, the first question that was on my mind.

"Ajak's farm," She replied, having me scan the room briefly to see that it was true.  The room was cozy, almost intimately cozy with a few things haring on the wall and an old dresser against the wall.  Of course, we would be at her farmhouse, it was almost a bitter moment then since I was here before not too long ago.  But I never went into her bedroom before, "I figured this would be the best place for you to rest and heal."

Did we stop the Emergence? I asked her, looking back at Sersi to keep the questions going.

"We did," She answered, sounding relieved herself, "Our Uni-Mind worked with all of us connected together. I don't know how I did it but…." She trailed off, having me see her replay it all in her mind.  She was almost in a daze, having me squeeze her hand in my mind to show her that I was there.  Sersi always had strength behind her, and perhaps she didn't release how much she had.  it was just like me, and yet I saw it in her all this time.  But I had another person that I wanted to ask her about, and as much as I didn't want to think about him, I had to know.

Where's Ikaris?  I signed, seeing her face then fall and then look at our joined hands.  It felt like I just trigger something in her seeing her give a shaky breath and then a singular tear falling onto her shirt.  I squeezed her hand, seeing her look at me with her glassy eyes.

"He's gone," She replied, having me sigh and see the pain in her eyes.  There was heartbreak heard in her voice, in how she sat in the chair, and how she was thinking.  I watched her eyes and saw the pain she was in from the thought of Ikaris being gone, and I didn't even want to know what she meant by it.  He was no longer in the picture, and perhaps that was enough.  Sersi always loved him, she loved on such a deep level that none of us understood, and although they separated from one another some time ago, there was still love there.

I'm sorry, Sersi, I said to her, seeing her shake her head and move to push her tears away with her spare hand.

"He knew what he was doing, and he was remorseful about it.  What he's done to Ajak and Gilgamesh, and he almost killed you and Druig back on that beach.  We couldn't have forgiven him," Sersi explained to me carefully, having me cringe a bit from hearing that Ikaris harmed me.  I wanted to ask her what happened to me, how I need up here in Ajak's bed and my whole body felt like it went through some kind of torture.  Sersi saw that hesitance in my eyes then, shifting in her chair.

"He severed your spine," She explained, my eyes going wide from hearing the news.  I was giving her an uneasy look as she went on, "Thankfully, he didn't get your spinal cord but just the bones.  You also broke a rib, and you got a crack in your cheek.  Phastos fixed you up, and thankfully your Eternal healing helped speed the process up, the cheek and rib healed rather quickly.  Your spine is taking longer to heal than we thought, but it's healing.  Soteri, you're still weak, you've been asleep for the past three days,"

Three days.  I was out for three days!  It baffled me that I was asleep and healing for that long, but it almost made me realize that I must have been near close to death to have to heal all this time.  My mind was still frazzled with trying to remember the certain moments on that beach.  I remembered seeing the Emergence beginning to happen around us on the island, then I felt the searing pain along my backside and then the Uni-Mind starting up.  

But after that, it was a blur.  

"The others were worried about you all this time that we haven't left the farmhouse since we came," Sersi explained some more, rubbing my hand again as I watched her with a sense of heaviness, "Phastos brought his son and husband here for us to meet and stay with us.  I know you already know them, but they're so kind.  Jack's a sweet boy, he was asking about his Auntie Sophie.  That's your alias I take it?"

I nodded my head slowly, my head feeling heavy now that I was having a wave of exhaustion hit me then.  I wanted to ask more questions, but my eyes were started to droop and I was slipping into another time of sleep.  Sersi saw it on my face, squeezing my hand.

"You rest now.  I'll have Phastos come and check your back and we can catch up later, okay?  Gather your strength," she instructed me carefully.  She was about to get up when I tugged her hand in urgency.  I knew I wanted to ask her before I fell asleep, the one person that I was worried beyond reason for.  The last thing he did was kiss me and promise me to be safe, but not I didn't know where he was.

"Druig," I said his name, using my voice once more and hearing how broken it was.  I felt the need to say his name, wondering where he was and if he was in fact safe.  Logically I knew he could take care of himself and keep himself safe.  But I was still concerned for him, merely because that he had a new carved out place within myself that was pure and good and filled with love.

I felt myself starting to cry then, a few tears were coming through as Sersi looked at me in concern.  Why would I cry about him?  Was I crying because I was scared that I had no idea where he was?  Or was I crying because I was relieved that we were safe and there was no more threat over our heads?  But I had to know if he was okay, that nothing was going to hurt him

"Oh, sweetie, don't worry. He's okay, Soteri," Sersi reassured me calmly, seeing the hint of distress on my face from worrying about Druig, "He's more worried about you.  Since we got here he hasn't left your side.  He's taking a breather with Makkari right now since he's been in this room with you all this time."

My heart was warming from the thought of Druig being there with me as I was healing.  He was there with me this whole time, and although I was so far away within my mind, Druig never was too far away physically.  I tried to picture it in my mind, seeing him in that very chair that Sersi was in and watching me like a hawk.  But my eyes were drooping then, my breathing starting to even out and my head was sinking into the pillow.  Druig was still floating in and out of my thoughts, but Sersi could clearly see me drift away as she squeezed my hand on more time.

"Sleep now, Soteri.  You're safe,"

I fell asleep with a sense of safety surrounding me.

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I woke up again, still feeling a bit heavy and in my body.  I was no longer wearing my oxygen mask over my nose and mouth, but my breathing was still light and raspy.  My eyes were adjusting to the light, which was now dark and a bit dim.  There was a singular light in the room to give a small glow along the walls and furniture.  The first thing that I saw was a body that was hunched over in the chair Sersi was sitting at when I was awake before.  This person was fast asleep, his head resting on his arms that were crossed on the bed to make a makeshift pillow.  There was a blanket hunched over his shoulders, and I saw the slow rise and fall of his shoulders to show he was in a deep sleep.  My heart swelled and I beamed.

Druig.

He was sound asleep, facing me on the bed but there was still a good amount of space between the both of us there.  I said nothing, not wanting to break the small moment of peace that was floating over the both of us at that moment.  Just seeing him there in front of us was enough to put my mind at ease.  He was safe, right in front of me and we weren't on the island anymore.  There was no Celestial to put to sleep, and there was no Ikaris that was trying to kill us off.  But we were on a real farm, the old home of our old beloved leader, and we were together again.

My feelings for him were always embedded in me, long before we reunited and even farther back before we seperated from each other.  I didn't know when it precisely happened, or if there was a distant moment that I had with him, but those feelings did come to light and they were in my life.  I tried to fight it for so long, maybe thinking that my own sexuality was telling me not to care for him or love him.  But one thing that I learned from humans throughout the years, is that love is nothing that is connected to attraction.

Not how I saw it.

I saw Druig for all that he was.  His tough exterior was only a shield for him to use to not be vulnerable, and yet he was rarely like that with me.  Druig had a lightness in him, how he teased the others and how he would joke and banter.  His moods were all his own, but there was goodness deep within him.  I loved all the sides of him and how they all gravitated back to goodness.  Even his aloofness and anger never stayed for too long.  But what got me was his soul, that soul that wanted what is best for the humans and hated to see humans fail.  He would rather walk away and do what he thought was right than stay and do what he was told.  His defiance and direction were always his strength, and that showed his love too.

I did love him.  I loved Druig with all of my being.

Slowly and without disturbing him, I moved one of my hands that were closest to him to touch his arm and caresse the skin with the tips of my fingers.  His skin was soft and soothing to the touch, almost a calming balm that I needed to fully know that this was no dream.  As sappy as it sounded, I could watch him sleep forever and feel content.  He was never one to have real rest, not for as long as I knew him.  It was the peace that we all finally needed, that he needed, and I was glad that he was getting it.

Suddenly he shot up, snapping awake within a millisecond and moving away from me.  My hand dropped to the top of the bed as he blinked rapidly, sitting up straight and shaking off the sleep that was on his face.  I watched him rub his eyes with his fingers, grumbling a bit and having me see his bedhead.  It was almost adorable, and my heart was swelling from seeing him right there in front of me.  Once he finally lowered his hands from hiding his eyes, I noticed how prestiney blue they were. But they were bloodshot.  I then realized something that did break my heart a bit.

He was crying.  Did he cry himself to sleep?

"Hey," I said to him, finally finding my voice.  He stopped moving, his hands shutting down to look down at me almost in shock.  He looked at me, almost not believing himself in what he was seeing.  We were quiet, just staring at each other.  I felt like I needed to do something, anything, to have him know that he was real.  

I finally, put my hands underneath me, pushing myself up to sit on the bed.  As soon as I moved, rising slowly on the bed, I felt a small spasm of pain all along my back where I knew I was wounded.  I squinted, but still pushed through the prickling stabs along the spine.  Druig finally moved, shifting a bit in his chair to grab my arms.

"Soteri," He said my name in worry as I finally got myself to sit fully on the bed.  There was a brief moment of me not moving, but I shifted again to face him on the edge of the bed and try to face him head-on.  Druig was still holding my arms protectively It took another moment or two of moving, but as soon as I was facing him, I cradled his face within my fingers.  I took in a long breath, searching his bloodshot but beautiful blue orbs as I was seeing him look right at me.  Relief was there all over his face as I gave him a soft and gentle smile.

"I'm right here, Druig," I whispered to him, seeing him almost melt from hearing me say his name.  He was melting again, his shoulder sagging in the relief that I was speaking to him and I was alive.  I leaned in, initiating it this time, and I pressed a kiss against his lips that was so soft and gentle.  Keeping my hands on his face and feeling the heat in his cheeks, I took in a long breath as we kept our kiss together.  His hands moved then, one cradling my neck to touch my long hair within his fingers and the other hand moving to my waist gently and with carefulness.  I felt him press another kiss against my lips, almost in urgency as I held it as long as I could.  

When we were pulling away, I pressed my head against his own and pushed a kiss onto his skin under his eye, feeling his hand on my waist gently pull him close.  We were trying to melt together again, just like before when we were in the Domo or even on the beach.  But this time, there was no rush and no need to be urgent.  

"I thought you were gone," Druig said in a raspy manner, having me shake my head at him while we were still embracing, "I saw you there on the beach.  I saw your body—"

"Druig," I said his name again, pulling away to stare at him intensely in the eyes.  He was trying so hard not to cry from thinking back at that moment, that horrid moment when he thought I was dead.  But I stared at him, feeling that same fear too.  Lying there in the sand and bleeding out on the floor, I thought I was going to lose him too.  

"I'm right here, okay?" I asked him carefully, "Don't think like that anymore.  I'm here, and I'm with you.  I'm not going anywhere else, I promise," It was never a good headspace to be in, thinking that someone you cared for was taken away from you.  I never wanted to feel that, and I've seen humans experience it from time to time in wars or tragedies.  But to see Druig got through it was enough to break my heart.

Druig nodded his head, wrapping both of his arms around carefully and pulling me close to embrace him.  His hands were avoiding my spine, but it was still an intimate hold that he had on me.  I wrapped my arms around him too, calming myself down as we held each other in Ajak's old room.  Not only was I glad to be alive and Phastos save my life in the end, but I was glad Druig was there with me.  There wasn't a threat that wanted to pull us apart from each other anymore.  

It was just us.  

"I'm so sorry for being reckless," I said to him, thinking back to how I was taking Ikaris on by myself which lead to my one moment of vulnerability.  The last thing I wanted to do was make Druig worry, but I did that to him. Druig shook his head as we were still hugging.

"You weren't," He said to me against my neck, having me squeeze him a bit tighter to push some of my emotions into him too to calm him down, "You were strong out there.  It was Ikaris that has done this to you, and if he was still alive—"

"Then I would have stopped him again like I did before," I reminded him as tried to steer him away from reliving that anger that I knew he had against Ikaris, "I don't want to think about it anymore.  We stopped the Emergence, and we're here in this space,"

"I know," He hummed, calming down a bit before he pulled away and sat back to stare at me.  I watched him, seeing him lace our fingers together and keep a close distance with me but enough to give me some space too. I could see it in his eyes and in how he was sitting, he was beyond exhausted and worn down to the bone. Something was telling me he was feeling more exposed too, which was haring me grimace a bit at him.

"Sersi told me you've been in here with me this whole time," I explained to him, seeing the evidence all over him as I looked at him lovingly then, "Why didn't you get any sleep?"

"I did," He said to me, "Just now,"

"I don't consider that sleep," I advised him.

"Well I was more worried about you, wasn't I?" He asked him me, not in a challenging or an annoyed manner, but I could see him resisting with me, "I was more concerned about the love of my life than I was getting some sleep,"

I froze and looked at him. almost feeling the floor drop beneath me.  He never said that to me before, I've never heard him say something like that about anyone or anything in all the time we lived in this world together.  He was always resaved when it came to his feelings, never letting one in too close.  Even with me, way before we kissed, he was never fully vulnerable.  There was always a barrier, a wall of sorts, that would protect him from anyone or anything that could bring him to his knees.

"You love me?" I asked him in a breath, my eyes were wide and looking directly at him.  I've seen his eyes in so many shades: light from the sun and from joy and laughter.  Dark from the night, with pain and anger.  Piercing with rage and almost with passion.  But the one thing I've never seen in his eyes was deceit.  He never once lied to me, and seeing how he was staring at me now, he wasn't lying.

He shifted in his chair, holding my hands in his own and rubbing his thumb along my skin to soothe as he was giving me the most loving look I have ever seen him give me.

"I love you more than anything else in life, Soteri," He confessed to me, his voice sounding soft like veldt and soothing like a river.  I have melted then, even died on the spot and I would have been beyond happy and content.  My heart was bursting at its seams, my head was spinning and yet I was feeling fireworks all within me and through me.  Hearing that someone else loved me, truly loved me, made me finally feel what humans felt.  It was the one thing that I always wanted and yearned for, not physical attraction or sexual lust.  No, I wanted to love, the kind of love that made humans, in fact, human.  

And Druig was giving it to me with no hesitation.

I leaned back in and kissed him boldly, feeling him kiss me back just as slowly but intensely.  I lost track of time while we kissed each other, taking our time and savoring each kiss that we were giving each other.  I wanted this nice and slow, soft and gentle with him but also wishing to make up for the long-lost time that we could have had if we were bold enough.  But now we had time, we had all the time in the world.  And as I slide my fingers in his hair and he caressed my skin near my neck, I knew it was love.

"I love you," I said against his lips over and over after each kiss, wanting him to hear it and believe in it.  I didn't care if it was sappy or that we looked like teenagers, I was going to tell him until I was blue in the face or until the stars around us were going to burn out in flames.  I kissed through every spasm that I was feeling in my back, that pain was nothing in comparison to what I was experiencing there with Druig.  

We only kissed that night, having me hear him say me loved me back in return against my lips over and over.  

That's when I knew love was real.

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hi! can i request #1 with druig? love your writing<3

A/N - I love this for Druig! Thanks for requesting this, anon!

Subtle

Summary - Druig doesn't know how to be subtle, even during a meeting

Warnings - Just some fluff :)

“And the next order of business, let’s discuss some of the new crops that are finally ready for harvest.”

You are of course trying to pay attention to Ajak as she was conducting the meeting with the others out on the Domo, early in the morning before you would all go off on your chores and tasks with the humans in the neighboring city.  It was just like any other meeting you all would have: check in with the humans and their evolutions, discuss anything that needed improvement or fixing, find solutions to some of the simpler troubles that the humans were having together, etc.  You were used to these meeting, not minding them at all since most of the time you are involved with what was needed to happen.  

However, your lover across the way was not listening.  He was watching you, and you knew full well the look he was giving.

Being the Mind Controller, Druig had nothing else to do but fiddle with his thumbs and listen to the consistent ramblings.  He couldn’t do too much anyhow since he was not allowed to interfere with the human emotion, but he did help out with smaller tasks and helping steer the humans away from any Deviant attacks.  But then again, that never stopped him from using his ability on unsuspecting humans that were acting foolish or simply just in his line of fire.  You knew he meant well, and Druig had a big heart.  But sometimes it was overlooked by the others.

But not by you, not by the love of his life.

You two, although not made public or official by anyone in the Eternal group, were an item and attached to the hip.  It started as a friendship that began right when you two woke up on the Domo for the first time.  But as time went on, just the like evolution of humans, the evolution of your love was happening before you two could realize it.  Druig snuck into your heart and soul, the nights on patrol where you two talked about everything and anything on your heart, protecting one another from Deviants when they attack.  He found you to be his sun and moon in times where he felt defeated or useless, and he never slowed in showing his love to you. 

It was simply the fact that you two still have to be civl in front of the others, not just to hide the fact that you two were in love and committed to one another, but not wishing the others to see you two in a new light because of It.  Not that you two were all about the public displays of affection, Druig was better than that when it came to you.  It was simply wanting to have this relationship be between you two, no one else needing to know.  

But that never slowed Druig down in holding your hand when you two were alone, kissing you early in the morning before he would leave your room, pressing his shoulder against yours when you two had a moment of peace. 

Even with a meeting, just like this one, Druig would let his gaze linger a bit longer than it should. 

“Alright, the last Deviant sighting we had was out east, we’ll do a patrol of the area and then another patrol around the town to make sure there’s not area of weakness,” Ajak kept going with the meeting, Ikaria and Sersi chatting with her as you looked from your spot next to Kingo to Druig who was across from her next to Makkari.  His gaze on you was a bit longer than it should be, almost a small smirk on his face as you looked back at him.  He looked away after a soldi second, trying to look back and pay attention to Ajak, yet his smile he gave you was still on his face.  Makkari gave him a playful shove, Druig rolling his eyes at her as you heard Kingo clear his throat next to you. 

“You two are cute, you know,” He whispered under his breath, you giving him a small shove.  Of course you didn’t want him to anything, let alone to announce it in front of the others who might now know.  Leave it to Kingo for wishing to breaking the ice and to call out what others don’t see.  You looked from Kingo, who was smirking and was now gazing back at Ajak, over to Druig to see him once again giving you a kind stare.  He even winked at you, making you feel like you should blush.

Sprite, on Druig’s other side, rolled her eyes a bit too dramatically.  Druig, seeing it out of the corner of his eyes, leaned up to stretched his back with his arms.  But he smacked her on the back of the head instead and she yelped/

The rest of the group looked, Sprite giving Druig a dirty look as Ajak cleared her throat.

“Is there a problem?” She asked both Sprite and Druig.  Sprite was about to say something when Druig gave her a knowing look.  She said nothing, a bit disgruntled and shook her head as Druig looked over at Ajak with a shake of his head too.  Ajak eyed them both, maybe suspicious of what was going on or what could have been going on, then started talking again.  You were watching her again, not wanting to cause trouble as Makkari tapped Druig on the shoulder to get his attention.  

You are not subtle.  You know that, right?  She signed to him before she looked back at Ajak.  Druig watched you as you were listening to Ajak, his own blush was there on his cheeks.  Maybe he liked making you bush and smile, or to hear you laugh and giggle about some story you would tell her, or the simple press of her lips on his was enough to make his heart sing.  

No, He was not subtle at all. And he had no shame in it.

The End

June Summer Prompts

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@blakebat I got what you mean, just to clean few things to avoid misunderstanding.

The majority of the fics you mentioned came out before mcu Peter was introduced. They might be set in the mcu but the pairings are usually based on the comic canon (since it's fact that they never meet outside of the comics, if those cartoon episodes do not count). Peter was already an adult when he started interacting with Wade and Tony, he and Johnny were both teenagers when they met and they were about same age. MCU Peter never exist until CW came out. If you are doing counting I would suggest rule out the ones created before CW. Actually after mcu Peter comes in, the number of the new spideypool fan works has decreased quite a bit.

I agree that some of the fics are disturbing. But implying spideypool and other fanwriters are pedos is... not right either.

peterned is a god tier ship you guys are just racist and fatphobic