#mcu/sao

[alastorsbride]

Master List?

Just so y'all know who exactly I'll write for, and I'll write the following characters romantic AND Platonic unless otherwise stated☺

I'll only post character x reader stories IF I get requests and unfortunately I don't have any yet😭😭😭😭😭

I'll write any gender though I do perfer female as that's easier for me, but I'll write for male or gender neutral reader but they might not be as good as female.

If there's more characters in the following films that I have not mentioned it means I'll only Write the unmentioned characters platonic or not at all Like *cough cough* Valentino, Voldemort, Edward, Merlin, Arthor.

Acrinoms I might use and their meanings (from Google)

WIP: Acronym for "Work In Progress," indicating a fanfiction that is still being written.

OC: Stands for "Original Character," a character created by the author and added to the fanfiction.

OTP: Stands for "One True Pairing," referring to a fan's favorite ship in a story.

RPF: Stands for "Real Person Fanfiction," where stories are written about real people as if they were fictional characters.

OFC: Stands for "Original Female Character," a character created by the author and added to the fanfiction.

Key of what I WILL write:

✨SMUT/LEMONS

🌼COMFORT

🥀 ANGST

🌸.FLUFF

🤪.CRACK FIC: Refers to fanfiction that is intentionally absurd, silly, or over-the-top.

🌟.HEADCANON

🌌 AU

🎶 SONGFIC: I will try to do my best for SONGFICs, things won't be perfect, I've never written a SONGFIC before, but if you want me to write this with characters below then I only ask for multiple songs per story.

What I won't write:

female/female/female romantic relationships in fanfiction. Ex. Charlie Morningstar x Vaggie x Fem! Reader romantic. Sorry but no. Only platonic if that's the case

male pregnancy

Cheating character x reader or vice versa

Pedophile

Abusive character x abused reader or vice versa

Toxic character x reader or vise versa that ends in death

I'll try to write yandere but ilyk if I can't

Hazbin Hotel

Alastor

Nothing here

Vox

Nothing here

Angel Dust (Platonic only)

Nothing here

Husk (platonic only)

Nothing here

Vox Machina

Vax'ildan

Nothing here

Once upon a time

Peter Pan

Nothing here

Killian Hook (platonic only)

Nothing here

Felix (platonic only)

Nothing here

Demon slayer

Muzan

Nothing here

Guitaro

Nothing here

Daki (platonic only)

Nothing here

Giyu

Nothing here

Akaza

Nothing here

Twilight

Jasper

Nothing here

Jacob

Nothing here

Alec Volturi

Nothing here

Sonic characters

Shadow

Nothing here

Sonic

Nothing here

Tails

Nothing here

Avengers/MCU

Loki

Nothing here

Bucky

Nothing here

Eddie+Venom

Nothing here

Rise of the Guardians

Jack Frost

Nothing here

Pitch black

Nothing here

Evil Jack Frost (aka Jake)

Nothing here

How to train your dragon

Hiccup

Nothing here

Disney Moana

Maui

Nothing here

The Umbrella Academy

Five

Nothing here

Klaus

Nothing here

Diego

Nothing here

Harry Potter

Draco

Nothing here

Remus

Nothing here

Snape

Nothing here

Serious

Nothing here

Fred/+/George {[they both date you but not each other [Optional]}

Nothing here

Disney Zombies

Wyatt

Nothing here

Tails of Arcadia

Jim

Nothing here

Hisirdoux

Nothing here

My Hero Academia

Katsuki Bakugo

Nothing here

Denki Kaminari

Nothing here

Seven Deadly Sins

Meliodas

Nothing here

Harlequin

Nothing here

Zeldris

Nothing here

Others:

STRANGE MAGIC

 bog king

Nothing here

DLOSK:

Saiki Kusuo

Nothing here

SAO:

Kirito

Nothing here

VAMPIRE DIARIES:

Damon

Nothing here

Stephan

Nothing here

DESCENDANTS

Carlos

Nothing here

Harry

Nothing here

ENCANTO

Bruno

Nothing here

MLB

Adrien

Nothing here

Luka

Nothing here

MONSTER HIGH

Claud Wolf

Nothing here

Valentine

Nothing here

BIG HERO SIX

Hero

Nothing here

Tadashi

Nothing here

Fairy Tail

Natsu

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Nothing here

Cirque Du Freak

Larten Crepsely

Nothing here 😭😭😭

Any other characters I missed?

A/N:

Please don't send me requests to donate to you because you're going thrugh struggles, I am sorry for what you're going through but I cannot donate for financial reasons.

[thelibraryofsylphide]

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Welcome to my blog! These are the Navigational Charts (no stealing or drowning needed!) for your visit.

Warnings / General Info:

- I can and will block freely, it is often not personal, you might just be into something I'm not. - Autistic, disabled, adult. - Flows in and out of obsessions. - Spanish + English. - Main: @zanda-rl

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I sure as hell forget what I put here, so I can't imagine how confusing it must be for you guys. So here's the, maybe kept to date if on a good day, list of things I usually post or reblog about:

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Credits:

Title card - by me

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Dainty Chains | green blue by @cafekitsune

[ashenswiish]

i remember the first time i heard anime fans talking about fan service and i was an mcu stan at the time so i was very confused cause i loved fan service i thought it was sick as hell when captain America caught thors hammer and stuff like that. getting it explained to me while my evil friend made me watch sao with them was a trip

[vietngocbs]

A hero in one era might become a villain in the next

Một người hùng của thời đại này có thể là một phản diện trong thời đại kế tiếp.

*Cho bạn nào chả rảnh để hóng tin phim* Robert John Downey Jr, người đã đóng nhân vật Iron Man trong ba giai đoạn đầu của MCU sẽ trở lại MCU trong vai nhân vật phản diện Doctor Doom. Điểm thú vị ở đây là Robert John Downey Jr là người đã khai phá thành công cho loạt phim siêu anh hùng của MCU, tức giống như Christopher Columbus khai phá châu Mỹ, nên chả biết sự trở lại này có đem tới một tác phẩm tương xứng với số tiền mua vé vào rạp hay không :))

Ừ hứ. Robert John Downey Jr vừa được đề cử nhận giải thường Emmy ở hạng mục nhân vật phụ xuất sắc nhất cho năm vai diễn trong phim The Sympathizer (Tên Việt: Cảm tình viên). Điều này đồng nghĩa với việc Robert John Downey Jr đã thành công khi diễn tả được cái nhìn của nhiều người Mỹ đối với cộng đồng người Mỹ gốc Việt Nam Cộng hòa. Và theo mình, nó chả tích cực cho lắm nha!

Hmmmmmmm. Kể ra thì đến những người Việt Nam Cộng hòa tới Mỹ ngay sau 1975 cũng đã bao giờ coi Quốc trưởng Bảo Đại nói riêng hay chính thể Quốc gia Việt Nam nói chung là cái thể thống gì đâu nên đòi hỏi cộng đồng này gác lại những khát vọng từ quá khứ để cống hiến cho nước Mỹ e là còn lâu mới ok!

***

Hông. Dịch anchor beings thành nhân vật trung tâm thì vừa tai hơn là nhân vật đinh. Nó cũng khác khái niệm điểm tuyệt đối dù có liên quan. Bởi giống như mỏ neo, nhân vật trung tâm là thực thể kết nối mọi người trong không thời gian đó lại với nhau để tạo nên những câu chuyện mới còn điểm tuyệt đối là những sự kiện phải có để xác định một thời đại. Ví dụ Tam quốc là một chuỗi sự kiện có thật và Tào Tháo có thể là một anchor beings trong mọi câu chuyện được viết về thời đại này. Nói khác đi, Kang the Conqueror vẫn có thể là phản diện lớn nhất ở các giai đoạn sau của MCU, tùy theo việc biên kịch biến hóa đến đâu :D

***

Google có thể định kỳ yêu cầu người dùng Android và Chrome lựa chọn lại công cụ tìm kiếm mặc định giống như Microsoft đã làm khi Internet Explorer trước kia. Vấn đề là mấy cái lựa chọn thay thế hiện quá chán, cứ thử Bing là biết, nên đâu rồi sẽ lại vào đó thôi. Chả như bên trình duyệt, sẽ có hàng tá lựa chọn không xài Webkit đổ bộ lên iOS nếu Apple đồng ý. Nên nếu Google chấp nhận việc chia tách thì Apple cũng sẽ phải bị chia tách theo *Người dùng Android và Chrome ở khu vực kinh tế châu Âu phải chọn lại trình duyệt và công cụ tìm kiếm mặc định từ tháng 3 năm 2024. Tuy nhiên, việc này gần như mới diễn ra một lần duy nhất chứ chưa bị ép hiển thị định kỳ như trường hợp của Microsoft. Còn Apple thì dù đúng là đã cho phép gửi lên trình duyệt không dùng WebKit nhưng việc xét duyệt đang kiểu cho có nên chưa biết đến khi nào người dùng mới được lựa chọn cơ*

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Năm nay thì ngã xe. Mặt trong cổ chân trái bị đè. Sưng nhiều. Đến tận giờ vẫn cứ đau nhói chỗ đó mà chưa hiểu vì sao. Thi thoảng còn giật lên đầu gối cơ:((

[aire101]

Ferrum Ch. 6

Link to Master Post

They were being over run.

For every monster Peter took down, two more took their place.

This was a mistake— they never should have come here. And it was all his fault.

“Peter! Get out of here!” yelled Tony from across the room, where he was dealing with his own hoard.

“No! I’m not leaving!” Peter yelled back.

“Damnit Kid! We can’t beat this on our own! You’ve gotta go!”

“I’M NOT LOSING YOU AGAIN!” screamed Peter as he slashed through the last monster in his immediate vicinity. He needed to get to Tony, something was about to happen, he just knew it.

He spun around seeing Tony faced off with two monsters. He was smiling a pain-filled smile. Almost like when—

“You’re not losing me kid, because I’m—”

Tony’s eyes widened as a blade ran through him from behind, where another monster stood hidden in the shadows.

“I’m… Iron Man.”

Peter couldn’t breath.

He tried to walk forward but his feet wouldn’t move.

He needed to move. Tony hadn’t disappeared yet. If he could just get there before…

Tony fell to his knees, his hand held up in front of his face, which was contorted in confusion. As Peter watched, lines of burning energy began coursing through Tony’s body.

“Why Peter… why didn’t you tell me…? Why didn’t you help…?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I tried!” sobbed Peter as he too fell to the ground.

“It’s ok, Peter,” came a familiar, soft voice from beside him.

Peter slowly looked to the side, and there knelt Aunt May.

“Aunt May, I tried… But I couldn’t and he’s gone. I can’t…”

“It’s ok, baby,” she said, her hand gently running through his hair. “I know you tried. It’s just that everyone you love dies. That’s just the way it is.”

Her words were like a knife directly to his heart. They hurt. More so because they were true.

All around him stood his loved ones— Ned, MJ, Happy, Mrs. Leeds and Angie, his parents.

Uncle Ben.

They stood there with sad smiles on their face.

Until they shattered into polygons.

“Why?! Why do they leave?” cried Peter.

“You know why Peter… Everyone leaves,” said May, before she too shattered into nothing.

—————

Peter woke with a start.

Waking from nightmares was always an awful experience, but now that he was regularly sharing a room with someone it was especially stressful. He couldn’t let Tony know how bad his dreams were. If he knew that, he’d press into what they were about.

And he couldn’t explain that. Not without admitting to a lot of half-truths and lies.

So he just laid on his bed while his nerves and emotions roiled. Experience told him trying to go back to sleep was pointless, but getting up risked waking Tony—

Peter looked towards the other bed, only to sit up in confusion when he saw the bed empty.

Where was Tony?

Peter checked the lower left corner of his display for the Aincrad local time… definitely the middle of the night.

Concern about questions related to his nightmare was replaced with concern over Tony’s whereabouts, so Peter slipped on his shoes and stepped out into the hall of the inn.

Despite the late (early?) hour, the tavern down below still held a decent amount of people. A handful were slumped over on the table, obviously looking for a warm place to sleep but unable to afford a room. Others sat together over glasses of ale talking amicably into the night. But he found Tony sitting over by the hearth alone, helmet on and nursing what looked like a cup of that coffee drink they called ‘kaf.’ After their trip back to the Town of Beginnings a few days ago, Tony had gone asking around about where he could get his hands on the ingredients to make the stuff. Turns out getting the ingredients was the easy part, actually making a decent cup of the stuff required some points in the cooking skill. Despite that, Tony continued to make and drink his awful concoctions.

For a moment Peter considered just going back up to their room. But the thought of going back and lying restlessly in bed was as unappealing as sleep itself.

“Hey, you know that stuff won’t actually wake you up, right?” said Peter as he plopped down in the chair across from Tony.

“Just like the alcohol can’t make you drunk,” said Tony. If he was surprised by Peter’s appearance he didn’t show it.

“Wonder what the point is in incorporating them at all then,” said Peter.

“They’re habits. Good or bad, people depend on habits. Just another thing to lull us into a sense of normalcy. If we’re in here long enough, people will probably start to forget that they’re trapped in a digital prison, and begin to wonder why we’re fighting to get out,” said Tony, before taking another sip.

“Hmm,” hummed Peter, before settling into quiet, staring into the flames of the fireplace.

They sat there in companionable silence for a while, each lost in their own thoughts, before it was broken by Tony’s voice, soft with question.

“Are you sure about this Pete? Word is a good two thirds of the dungeon is explored already, but several hundred have died in the last few days doing so.”

Peter didn’t answer immediately. In all honesty, he wasn’t sure about it. In typical form, his hesitance had little to do with his own safety and everything to do someone else’s.

The memory of his dream and a creature running Tony through with a blade from behind returned.

No. Peter Parker wasn’t sure at all.

But Spider-man… Spider-man knew what needed to be done, and he did it.

He had managed to keep Tony from taking any hits so far, he would just have to keep doing it. He would get better. Faster. Stronger.

He would get them out of this game, and then he would find their answers as to where Tony was and how he had come to be in this game. Did Ms. Potts— er, Mrs. Stark know he was still alive? If so, why hide it?

“Considering our uh… RL life choices, there’s a pretty good chance of us dying on any given day,” said Peter, trying not to choke on the words, memories of blood and stones and ash rising. “I’d rather die doing the best I can to help others than sit around watching others die instead. It’s what I’d do in the real world, so its what I should do here. We’ve talked about this. All the way to Tolbana, in fact.”

“Yeah, I know,” said Tony, in the same uncharacteristically soft tone.

“How about you? Just because I’ve decided to work on clearing the game doesn’t mean you have to. I could probably find a clearing party to join up with. I’ve heard a few parties talk about setting up guilds even,” said Peter, with mixed feelings. On one hand, he really didn’t like the idea of letting Tony too far out of his sight. On the other, if he stayed back Peter would probably worry less about keeping Tony alive and could focus more on his own battles.

Tony scoffed at the idea though, so Peter guessed that was out.

“There’s no way in hell I’m sending you off into that labyrinth without me,” Tony replied.

“Well, guess that settles it then,” said Peter with finality.

“Right. Well, I guess I’ll go and check our equipment before we head out, since we’re both awake. Unless you want to try and go back to sleep?” asked Tony, standing up and slipping down his visor.

“Nah, I’m awake. So we can head out whenever. You did sleep some, right?” asked Peter as he stood as well.

“I slept as much as I need to,” answered Tony evasively.

Peter rolled his eyes. Tony’s sleeping habits in the game were as bad as they were outside of it.

“Ok, I’ll go pack up then.”

—————

The floor one labyrinth was a cavernous maze of halls and chambers crawling with Kobold Troopers— the first humanoid monsters they had come across in the game. Unlike the previous creature types, they could use sword skills like players and NPCs. This made Peter's 'don't let Tony take any hits' job far more complicated than he had expected.

"Damn it, kid! Stop taking my hits! You're going to get yourself killed!"

"No I won't, I'm careful about keeping an eye on my HP," responded Peter as he swallowed down a potion.

"You wouldn't have to keep such a close eye on your HP if you would just stop throwing yourself into hits!"

“Well, if you would stop getting yourself into positions where you’re going to get hit, maybe I wouldn’t need to! You’re not in an impenetrable armor anymore,” Peter grouched back. But as soon as the words left his mouth he regretted them.

He couldn’t see most of Tony’s face through the helmet’s visor, but he could tell by the tightening in his posture that the words had hit harder than he had intended.

Peter sighed, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. You’re not the reason I’m getting hurt. But you really do need to stop leaving your back open. You can’t take hits in a fight like you’re used to, and there’s no FRIDAY to keep an eye on it. Just me.”

For a moment Tony didn’t answer, but eventually he nodded.

“No, you’re right. I’m used to having a margin of error in a fight because of the strength of my armor or FRIDAY having my back. I’m not used to being so squishy when I fight. Rogers used to gripe at me about the same thing,” said Tony. “Which was pretty hypocritical on his part considered how he threw himself into things— I guess I’m not too surprised about that at this point— but the fact still remains true. Sorry, I should be better at this than I am—”

“I don’t want an apology. And I know habits are hard to break. Just… try to keep more of an eye on it?”

“I will, but I also want you to stop taking all the hits. We’re both about the same level, so I can take a few as well, you know. I won’t shatter on contact,” chuckled Tony, though Peter could tell it was forced.

The visual of Tony shattering into polygons wouldn’t leave Peter’s mind.

“No promises, so you better keep up your guard,” muttered Peter, before he started walking further into the labyrinth.

From behind him he could hear Tony sigh in exasperation, but he followed along at Peter’s back.

In every RPG Peter had ever played, when you ‘entered the dungeon’ you traveled down through floors until you found the boss room. In SAO’s labyrinth it was all an up-hill journey with no definitive floor levels, plenty of trick rooms, and not a soul to be seen. He had snagged the map data from a large group of Clearers he’d met in the pub their first night in town, but even with four more days of exploring it, there were still massive chunks of blank spaces. One of which they were mapping out now, and five hours in they had yet to stumble on another player. All Peter could say was that they had to be nearing the top of the column soon. Or at least he hoped so. Enough people had died in here already.

The halls were mostly silent as they trekked through the labyrinth passages, the only sounds Peter could hear was the soft echo of their footsteps.

Eventually they came upon a turn into another hall, and as soon as Peter saw what lay beyond, he froze.

It was the Boss Room. It had to be. Rough hewn stone walls were replaced with smooth slate, and the double door set into the wall before him was like nothing they had seen in the labyrinth yet. Three times the height of an average person, ornate lattice scroll work ran from top to bottom down the middle of each door, with a central metal push plate featuring two intertwined serpents.

Tony came around to his side and gave a relieved sigh before pulling up his map. “Finally, I’ll update our map data with a notation.”

Peter nodded absently feeling lightheaded. They had actually done it. They had found the boss room. Just a little longer and they would move to the next floor…

And once they had proven they could… Maybe things would get better.

Peter smiled and turned to ask Tony if he wanted to head back to town now…

That’s when he heard it. The faintest sound of the shuffle of feet from the darkness.

“Mob!” shouted Peter, drawing his sword just as the first Troopers rushed them from the shadows.

Tony quickly switched into fighting stance, drawing his two-handed sword and parrying a Trooper’s slash away.

As Peter jumped into the fray, he tried to do a head count.

One—two—three…

Four—Five—Six…

Definitely outnumbered, but so long as he kept an eye on them it should be fine.

Vertical— horizontal— slant—

The trooper burst into polygons. From the corner of his eye he could see Tony disperse of another trooper.

As they fought, on habit the two of them drifted together until they were back to back.

A well placed sword swing shattered another kobold, only for another to take it’s place, its barbaric hand axe coming in for a hit.

Peter wasn’t quite quick enough and the hit landed, taking some of his HP down with it. Peter would not give the kobold another chance at a hit, and in a few moments it was dispersed just like the rest.

Over all, the kobolds were not especially difficult. But for every one Peter felled another took its place…

Then another.

And another.

This was far more than the six he had originally counted… they just kept coming.

Just like his dream…

He couldn’t think about that. He couldn’t. It was just a dream.

‘Everyone leaves.’

His next strike hit a little harder than he meant, causing the kobold he was fighting to shatter but also causing him to stumble forward away from Tony, allowing a kobold to step into place between them.

Fear froze him as he saw the kobold raise it’s axe overhead, coming in for a direct hit on Tony, who was turned away, unawares.

“TONY! BEHIND—!” screamed Peter, trying to get to Tony.

It was like slow motion. Tony turned, but the axe was nearly on him already. He wouldn’t be able to block. He wouldn’t be able to move.

No, no, no… he couldn’t do this again, he couldn’t—!

“DON’T TOUCH HIM—!” Peter cried, as he slashed his sword wildly.

He couldn’t reach him in time!

The axe struck true.

But it was stopped by a purple polygon with an identification tile that read ‘Immortal Object.’

For a moment Peter’s mind went ‘blue screen’ while it tried to compute what he was seeing.

Tony on the other hand didn’t seem to pause for a second, rather he threw himself with abandon into the throes of the fight, no longer bothering with attempts at defense, letting each hit bounce off the strange shield that apparently kept hits from connecting.

Peter pulled himself together, swallowing down a potion before returning to the fray. After a few more rounds the waves of the mob tapered off until only Peter and Tony were left standing.

Well, standing was relative. As soon as the mob was finished Peter sunk down to the ground, his head in his hands as the mental fatigue of the battle along with all the ones before it came crashing down on him.

Immortal Object.

“Come on kid, we need to get out of here. There’s no telling what the re-spawn rate is this close to the Boss Room door,” said Tony, putting a hand under Peter’s arm to pull him up.

Peter stood up and followed along as directed, keeping one hand on Tony as they went. Every now and then they would come across a pair of Troopers, but Tony easily dispatched them and they continued on their way.

Peter wasn’t sure how long they had been walking, but at some point he realized he could hear the sound of voices up ahead.

As they turned a bend a party of players came into sight. The player at the head of the group was a man with blue hair, dressed in bronze armor with a longsword at his hip.

“Hey!” called Tony, waving them over.

Most of the group eyed with some suspicion, but the blue haired one walked over, a small but amicable smile on his face.

“Yes, do you need help?” he asked politely.

“Nah, we’re alright. You’re part of one of the larger clearing parties, aren’t you?” asked Tony.

“Yes, in fact I’m the leader of the group. My name is Diavel,” he answered.

“Good. Look, we found the Boss Room up ahead.”

That certainly got their attention. Diavel’s eyes widened for a moment and his face lost its politeness and settled into a more serious gaze. He glanced at Peter, who knew he was showing obvious signs of exhaustion.

“We didn’t open it so I’m not sure what’s inside, and we were swarmed by a large Trooper mob right afterward,” Tony said, answering the unspoken question. “If you open your map I’ll give the info to you.”

Diavel nodded, opening up his map. A few taps later and the exchange was done.

“We will go back quickly and start gathering a raiding party this afternoon. Should I expect to see you there?”

“No, I don’t think so. Just make sure this info gets out,” said Tony, a hand Peter’s shoulder as he starts to move away.

“I will see it done,” said Diavel, with a nod. “Everyone, lets hurry back to town! There’s work to be done!”

And with that the group turned and ran, presumably back towards the entrance to the labyrinth.

“Alright, that’s done. If you need to stop we’ll stop, but otherwise we’re going to keep going until we’re back at the inn. Don’t worry about anything other than putting one foot in front of the other, I’ll take care of rest,” said Tony, as they began to walk in the same direction.

Peter did as he was told, and put one foot in front of the other.

Step, step, step…

Immortal Object.

Step, stumble, step…

“I can’t remember things passed a certain point…”

“The last thing I remember is the meeting with Kayaba…”

What did it all mean…

Step, step, step…

“I’m thinking of skipping on meals for a while. I’m kinda curious how long it takes to actually start feeling hungry in here.”

Put one foot in front of the other, Parker. Almost there…

“I slept as much as I need to.”

Immortal Object—Immortal Object—Immortal Object—

AI Development

Peter stopped.

Peter couldn’t help but wonder… Was she aware of what she was?

No. No way. No fucking way—

“The problem was that in order to do further development and testing it would require me to deep dive into their systems, and for reasons I’ve discussed with you earlier today I was entirely unwilling to open myself up to that.”

“Peter… Hey, are you alright?” asked Tony, a worried crease in his brow that was so familiar. “Are you still with me, kid?”

Was it even possible? Who was he kidding, if anyone could figure it out it would have been him. But then how did it— he— end up here?

“Ok, now you’re really starting to scare me kid.”

Unbidden, the memory of the mural from the night he entered SAO came back to him.

Slowly, Peter started to take steps again.

“Good, that’s good. One step at a time and we’ll get there,” said Tony.

Peter did as he was told, and he slowly made his way out of the labyrinth while trying to come to terms with a fact he couldn’t look away from.

Mr. Stark was dead. He always had been.

Tony was an AI.

[lesbian-deadpool]

Liho: *Meows*

Yelena: You sly bastard, I would have never thought of that.

Y/N: I’m sorry, can she actually speak cat or is she just messing with us?

Natasha: Knowing her, it may very well be both.

[haebai-png]

draw six!

[salty-ironstrange-shipper]

Stephen: Sorry, what was I talking about?

Tony: You were apologizing.

Stephen: Really? That doesn’t sound like me.

[mohansabbot]

Natasha, prepping Wanda for her first mission: Don't worry, you've got everything you need to defeat them.

Wanda: The power to believe in myself?

Natasha: No, a gun.

Natasha: Shoot them.

[carol-danvers-top-me-challenge]

Coulson: Are you okay? Was it really that bad?

Nick, in a very annoyed and aggressive tone: Honestly, no! I’m just making a BIG DEAL out of a minor inconvenience ‘cause I need to vent about the MULTI-HEADED DICK HYDRA that is now my life, and I know that YOU’RE a good enough person to take it in stride!

Coulson: Uh… thank… you…?

Nick: You’re welcome! I TREASURE OUR FRIENDSHIP!

[accio-infinity-stone]

Cat: Meow.

Peter: You sly Bastard, I would have never have thought of that.

Steve: I-I’m sorry, can he actually speak cat or is he just messing with us?

Tony: Knowing him...it may very well be both.

[editsbrie]

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Fan art for @/servalguts on IG

[didnotpassthevibecheck]

Can we just talk about how beautiful Brie Larson is for a second

[vietngocbs]

Chả biết. Chia bớt diện tích Thạch Thành cho Cẩm Thủy và Vĩnh Lộc để giảm một nửa khoảng cách từ cực tây Thạch Thành về huyện lỵ xem sao. Nói thì bảo phản động chứ đường ở đây xấu lắm. hiu hiu :|

*Cho bạn nào rảnh* Đường từ thị trấn huyện lỵ của Thạch Thành tới Quốc lộ 1A đã xuống cấp nghiêm trọng và chả biết khi nào thì sửa. Ồ, chuẩn đấy, các nhân sự cao cấp của Đảng ta quá bận với chuyện thế giới nên không có thời gian cho những vùng đất xa xôi thế này đâu :)

Ờ. Sáp nhập Hà Long, Hà Giang, Hà Bắc, Yên Dương, Hoạt Giang và Hà Vinh là Bỉm Sơn thừa diện tích để lên thành phố thay vì phải ôm cả Hà Trung và đối diện với nguy cơ thành xã thị khi phần xã, tức dân làm nông nghiệp, nhiều hơn phần thị, tức nơi dân sống bằng tiểu thủ công nghiệp hay dịch vụ. Và câu hỏi ở đây là đưa Bỉm Sơn lên thành phố vào lúc này làm gì khi Tỉnh ủy đang đề nghị các nhà đầu tư lớn chuyển địa điểm sản xuất đến các nơi có cơ sở hạ tầng kém hơn???

*Cho bạn nào chưa biết* Sự khác biệt giữa các thị xã đã có và các xã thị (thị xã mới lập theo Nghị quyết số 1211/2016/UBTVQH13 ngày 25 tháng 5 năm 2016 của Ủy ban Thường vụ Quốc hội về tiêu chuẩn của đơn vị hành chính và phân loại đơn vị hành chính, có hiệu lực kể từ ngày 25 tháng 5 năm 2016, được sửa đổi, bổ sung bởi Nghị quyết số 27/2022/UBTVQH15 ngày 21 tháng 9 năm 2022 của Ủy ban Thường vụ Quốc hội và có hiệu lực kể từ ngày 01 tháng 01 năm 2023) cũng là sự khác biệt giữa thành phố và quận trong cùng một thành đô mà dễ thấy nhất là hoạt động của lực lượng tham gia bảo vệ an ninh, trật tự ở cơ sở do các sự kiện ở phố thì dễ có nhiều người tập trung hơn :D

Uk. Chuyển Vĩnh Thịnh, Vĩnh An, Minh Tân sang Hà Trung thì sẽ làm đường về huyện lỵ thuận chiều hơn và thế là chưa đủ để triển khai ~~

*Ngáp* Ờ. Ngớ ngẩn là điểm khác biệt giữa các quyết định chính trị và kinh tế nên khả năng chuyển ba xã trên cho Hà Trung rất là cao🥱

***

Loki nên có mùa 3 với trung tâm là sự phát triển của Sylvie, nhân vật đã có ảnh hưởng sâu sắc đến quyết định của Loki ở mùa 2, khi chưa rõ Mục đích vinh quang (Glorious purpose) của cô là gì? Liệu những biến cố xảy ra với cô có phải chỉ để cô khiến Loki tự chọn phương án thứ ba hay đó là sự sắp đặt của Người còn sót lại (He Who Remains) để cô trở thành Người chấm công thứ ba (Time Keeper, dịch đúng là Người giữ thời gian nhưng mình thích dịch thành Người chấm công cho hợp với không khí ở cuộc biểu tình của biên kịch và diễn viên tại Hollywood trong thời gian vừa qua) - vị trí sẽ làm chủ của Alioth, thực thể đa vũ trụ có khả năng biến thế giới vật chất trở về các nguyên tử, và đưa ra quyết định cho sự đấu tranh giữa năng lực của TVA (Time Variance Authority, cơ quan quản lý biến động thời gian) và Ý chí tự do (Free will) giống như tương lai mùa ba nói riêng và toàn bộ MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe - Thế giới điện ảnh Marvel) nói chung???

Yepp. Có thể dịch Time Keeper thành Bảo Đại còn Jonathan Majors - diễn viên đóng vai He Who Remains và các biến thể của Kang - đang đối mặt với nguy cơ bị mất vai diễn tại MCU do bị cáo buộc bạo hành bạn gái cũ vào tháng ba năm nay. Nếu bị phán quyết là có tội, rất có thể Marvel sẽ phải thay đổi toàn bộ kế hoạch dự kiến cho MCU vì rất khó để tìm được người thay thế Jonathan Majors. Nói khác đi, một cái gật đầu của người bạn gái cũ sẽ cứu mạng của hàng tỷ sinh linh :)

[aire101]

Ferrum Chapter 3

Something was wrong with the kid.  Other than the fact that they had just gotten locked into a death game, of course. Tony couldn’t put a finger on exactly what, but he didn’t like it.

Knowing who Tor was now, he also knew that this ‘something wrong’ predated Kayaba’s villainous monologue in the town square.  He could see it in the way he would sometimes catch Peter staring at him out of the corner of his eye with an expression as if he were chewing on glass, the way he reacted to being called ‘kid’ before their identities were revealed…

Then there was how the kid looked like he had seen a ghost after the reveal.  Or worse than that, considering the strangeness in their life and work.

It was obvious that something had happened in the last few years that he couldn’t remember.  Something that to Peter made it almost impossible for Tony to be here, stuck in this game with him.  But try as he might, he could remember nothing.

He could only hope that whatever it was he had broken this time, there was still a chance to repair it.

It didn’t take long for them to make it to the outer edge of the city.  And right inside the Eastern gate they found a small inn with a friendly NPC keeper who informed them that a double room would be 15 Cor for the night.  Tony quickly made the exchange and hustled them upstairs to their appointed room.

“Would you like dinner brought up?  It would be an additional 5 Cor for the both of you,” asked the keeper as they were shown to their room.

Honestly, Tony hadn’t even considered the concept of food since he woke up in this virtual world.  What was the point?

“Yes please,” said Peter, ever polite even to coded entities.

The keeper gave a smile and nod of confirmation before heading back down stairs.

“Is there a point in eating inside a virtual environment?” asked Tony as he closed the door behind them.

“Eating food in the game works like a placebo—it doesn’t actually help your body, but it makes you feel full.  Obviously our actual bodies will have to be put on a support system to be maintained, but if we don’t eat in game we’ll just go around being hungry sometimes,” said Peter as he plopped down onto one of the beds.

Shit… Tony hadn’t thought that far ahead yet.  And with Peter’s metabolism and mutations he would need care tailored to his physiology…

“Where are you?  In the real world?” asked Tony.

“I’m at Ned’s.  I’m actually on his Nervegear system.  He let me have the first run on the game.”

“I’m assuming at this point he would have heard about the situation.  Who do you think he will have called?”

“Probably Aunt May.  And if he called Aunt May, her first call would probably be to Happy,” said Peter.

Tony gave a relieved sigh.  If Happy was on the short list, he was sure Hap would get Peter squared away with Tony’s medical team ASAP.

“Alright, we’re here.  Now out with it, what did I do?” asked Tony

Peter stared at him with wide eyes, “Wha— What do you mean?”

“You’ve been acting weird since we first met up, and now that I know its actually you I’m even more concerned.  What did I do?  Did I take your suit away again?  Did I actually hit on Aunt May?  What?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” muttered Peter, not meeting his eyes.

“Kid, you’ve been walking on pins and needles around me.  Not all the time, granted.  It comes and goes.  Which is even more weird, to be honest.  So what the hell happened that you periodically can’t bring yourself to look me in the eye and can barely handle hearing me talk?”

“I’m not mad at you or anything… It’s just— it’s hard,” said Peter, looking away again with a pinched expression.

“What’s hard?  It’s me kid.”

“I know.”

Tony groaned, running a hand over his face in frustration.

Just then a knock interrupted.

Peter jumped up quickly, obviously eager to avoid the conversation. The same innkeeper from before stood at the door pushing a cart baring two plates of steaming pub fare and two pints of what Tony assumed was supposed to be water.

“Thank you very much,” said Peter, placing the food and drinks on a table against the wall of the room.

“No problem, let me know if there’s anything else I can do for you,” said the innkeeper with a smile before he stepped out, closing the door behind him.

“Don’t think dinner gets you out of this talk.  I’m not afraid of grilling you over food,” said Tony, sitting at the small table.

“Yeah, yeah I know…” muttered Peter, taking the other seat.

“So spill, what happened?”

“You know, you’re not the only one that has questions.  And considering you don’t seem to remember much of anything, I’d say mine are more important.  How do I know you’re really Tony?  You don’t remember much of anything about this game, and there’s plenty of stuff I’ve mentioned that you should definitely remember,” said Peter.

Tony swallowed his food down hard, coughing a little when it almost felt like it stuck.  “Mmm… most delicious placebo I’ve ever had,” he said, taking a deep drink both to wash it down and to give him precious seconds to put off Peter’s very valid questions and concerns.

“Now who’s procrastinating…”

“Shut it, Underoos, old people need time to organize their thoughts.”

“Oh, so you’re ‘old people’ now?  Last time I called you old you informed me in no uncertain terms you were never old, only vintage.”

“I don’t remember that, but since it definitely sounds like my usual load of bull I’ll accept it,” grouched Tony.

“See, that’s what I’m talking about.  You’ve spent all afternoon saying you can’t remember stuff—”

“That’s because I can’t.  I can’t remember things passed a certain point, and that certain point is definitely way before whatever date this is for SAO to be in commercial release,” said Tony, his voice rising slightly with the panic he’d worked so hard to repress for the last several hours.

Peter went quiet, eying Tony’s expression.  Finally he asked the obvious question, “What’s the certain point you can’t remember passed?”

Tony pursed his lips in frustration, but eventually answered, “The last thing I remember is the meeting with Kayaba about moving forward with the AI development I was working on for SAO.  The problem was that in order to do further development and testing it would require me to deep dive into their systems, and for reasons I’ve discussed with you earlier today I was entirely unwilling to open myself up to that.”

“…but that was in early 2018?”

“Exactly.  So you tell me kid, what the hell happened?”

“Ok, but first I want you to tell me something that only Mr. Stark would be able to tell me,” said Peter.

“Other than the fact that I called you Underoos?”

“Someone could have overheard it.”

“Pft, unlikely,” scoffed Tony.

“Unlikely is not impossible, so cough something up.”

“Alright… the day before that meeting with Kayaba we were working on your webshooters and you told me about an incident you had as Spider-man with some asshole who apparently has the ability to harden his whole body completely and how you said to him—”

“OK NEVERMIND I BELIEVE YOU—”

“’How did you get so HARD so suddenly?!’”

“DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO RAISE YOUR VOICE A WHOLE OCTAVE TO QUOTE ME?”

“Yes.”

“Ugh, fine…” said Peter putting his face in his hands to try and hide the bright blush coloring his face.

“Kid, it’s me… what happened?  Why can’t I remember… anything?”

Peter sat with his head in his hands, clearly debating how to say what needed to be said.  Eventually, without raising his head, he spoke quietly but clearly.

“There was a battle… you won, but you took a lot of damage.  You’ve been in a coma ever since.”

Tony blinked.  A coma…

That didn’t make sense at all.

“If I’m in a coma, how am I here?” asked Tony, quizzically.

“I heard they were doing tests to try and use full-dive tech on coma patients to see if it was possible to reach them directly through a mental interface.  Perhaps there was some wires crossed in whatever system they are using on you and you ended up here?  Or perhaps the plan was to use SAO and interact in this world?  I honestly can’t tell you.  I just know that I haven’t been able to speak to you in a long time and today has been like a dream and a nightmare all at once.”

Tony finally took note of the tears dripping silently from Peter’s hidden face, glittering as they fell on to the table.

“I don’t know what’s going on, Mr. Stark.  I just know that I’ve missed you so much, and things have been hard and you weren’t there.  And it wasn’t your fault, I know that, but now you’re here and I just don’t know what to say, I can’t—”

Tony was starkly reminded just how young Peter really was, even considering how much time must have passed since his own memories ended.  When his own parents had passed he had been twenty-one and had been a complete wreck for months.  To have your parents and a guardian dead before fifteen, then… whatever Tony was taken away in every meaningful way only a few years later…

Awkwardly, Tony reached a hand over and rested it on Peter’s head.  Slowly Peter’s rambling quieted, though his breaths still caught audibly, clearly still fighting tears.

“I’m sorry, Peter.  I didn’t mean to put pressure on you.  I don’t expect you to have all my answers.  At this point, we’ll probably just have to wait for those until after we get out of this hell hole,” said Tony, eventually pulling his hand back after giving Peter’s hair an affectionate ruffle.

Peter continued to keep his face down for a moment, surreptitiously wiping at his face, as if he could hide the tears Tony had already clearly seen.  

“In any case,” said Tony, “How I even got here should probably be the least of our worries at this point. Better to worry about the immediate future.  So what do you think the plan should be?  I grant you, running down the road at twilight was perhaps not the best idea, but my point still stands— we’re better off getting the jump on this thing and putting some space between us and the angry hoards.  What do you think?”

“You’re probably right, I mean you usually are, but—”

“Ok, so I’m assuming we’re going to want to stick together for the foreseeable future, yes?” asked Tony.

“Yes?  I mean if you don’t want to I really wouldn’t blame you, but—”

“Then you are definitely going to have to learn to call me on my bullshit, kid.  We’re both geniuses as well as hero’s, and we both know that fuckups happen.  So whatever hero-worship you have left at this point is going to have to die a hard death right now.  I may be brilliant but I never really got into rpgs, and I hardly remember a damn thing about this game, so at this point you are the expert here.”

As he said it, what little color in Peter’s face paled.

“Not to put any pressure on you… or anything,” said Tony lamely.

“Uh… sure, right…”

“Seriously, kid.  What was your plan in this game, anyway?”

Peter sighed, and looked up at Tony for the first time since the talk had really begun.  His eyes were still red-rimmed and glazed from his bout with tears earlier.

“Honestly?  I just wanted to exist somewhere for a little while where I was just like everyone else.  Not just pretending to be like everyone else,” admitted Peter, looking mildly ashamed as he admitted it out loud.

“Hey, there’s no shame in that.  I used to occasionally put on a photostatic veil to go sit with a coffee down in Central Park.”

“I know, I know but it’s not the same.  When you wear a mask, you’re still you, just no one else knows its you.  I wear a ‘mask’ every day.  But in here there isn’t a mask— I’m just as weak as everyone else.  In here, I figured I could finally feel what normal felt like again,” said Peter.

“Kid, even if every one of your super powers was taken away, you still could never be the same normal as everyone else.  You are so much more than normal, and that has nothing to do with a spider bite,” said Tony with solemn affection.

Peter swallowed, his eyes filling up once again.

“But anyway, no real plan to speak of I guess,” said Tony, attempting to move on before he managed to make Peter cry again. “So how about this— we wake up early tomorrow morning and head out from here to go to the next town.  We’ll take the scenic route, hitting some encounters on the way and going over that beta file a little more thoroughly. Once we get there, we will reassess the situation and decide whether to camp out for a while or keep going.  Wash, rinse, repeat… until we figure out where we want to be.”

“About as good a plan as any, I guess,” said Peter with a nod.

“Alright then, now finish eating or I’m going to ground you.”

“Uh huh, sure… ground me from what?”

“I don’t know yet.  But I’m sure it’ll be petty.”

“You always are.”

“Shut up and eat your fake broccoli.”