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[stargr1lz]

Freakier Friday

Wally West x f!reader

Summary: You realise two horrifying things in that minute. The first being you’re in Wally West’s bed. the second and by far most horrifying thing: You have become Wally West. [1.8k]

Warnings: suggestive, crude humor, odd humor and slight swearing. Possibly cringey. Edited at 2am and written not long before. Body swapping au.

Not e: recently rewatched ‘it’s a boy girl thing’ and then I had the idea to write this fueled by my current hyper fixation on Wally.

The air smells like testosterone, ozone, and artificially flavoured energy bars.

It’s the first thing on your mind as you’re lulled awake. Yet the second your eyes flutter open, it’s overwhelming. The colours, the light, the buzzing sound of electricity in the walls.

You realise two horrifying things in that minute.

sheets tangled, blankets kicked to the floor, and one yellow boot somehow wedged under the pillow.

The first being you’re in Wally West’s bed.

You sit up so sharply, immediately smacking into the shelf above your head. It’s crammed with vintage figures, a cracked science trophy, and what looks like numerous half-eaten candy bars.Scrambling out of the bed way too fast, you trip over a pile of red and yellow running shoes and land in front of a mirror hung crooked on the wall.

That’s when you release the second and by far most horrifying thing:

You have become Wally West.

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“Wallace Rudolph West.”

It’s meant to be a whisper; you have no intention of letting anyone else find out about this predicament, but you’re certain it’s closer to a shout.

“What did you do?”

Pointing fingers at his—well, technically your—chest. God, this is weird.

“Okay, why do people always assume it’s me?”

“It is usually you.”

He chooses not to respond, instead gazing lovingly. At himself.

“Do I always look this good in the morning, or is this just how you see me?”

Of course, only Wally could make a difficult situation miserable. In fact, you're certain his favourite pastime was making your life magical miserable.

“Why are you not more worried? This is horrible.”

“Don’t know; everything looks pretty good from where I’m standing. Maybe it’s just you.”

He hums in thought before directing his attention towards himself as if taking in the situation for the first time. Gazing upon your body. Shoulder. Arms. It lingers dangerously close towards your badly covered chest before he continues.

“Although I’m sure that can’t be the reason.”

“Stop that.”

He opened his mouth to protest, but the soft voice of your teammate sounded from outside the door. Delicately whispering your name.

“Are you alright? You do not usually sleep in to this hour.”

Wally stares at the door, seemingly lost for words. You elbow him so hard you know it’ll bruise your skin, but that doesn’t matter right now.

He glares, opening his mouth most likely to retaliate, but falls short as you gesture animatedly at the door.

Talk.

“Yeah Kori. I’m fine.”

It comes out higher pitched than normal; he’s trying too hard. You elbow him again, definitely not on purpose.He gets the message.

“Do you wish for the day of rest?”

“No. “

It’s you this time. You don’t even have time to process before the word falls from your mouth, it’s deeper than usual. It’s Wally’s voice.Thankfully Kori pays it no mind.

“Are you certain? The team will be the most understanding. Wally has already declared that you are-“

She hums like she's trying to decide on the appropriate wording.

“the grand masters of the buzzkill.”

“Grand Master buzz kill?What are 5?” You whisper.

It falls on deaf ears, but you can see the smirk slowly forming at the corners.

“No, I'll be down for breakfast in 5. I’m just brushing my hair.”

Brushing hands through your hair as he’s saying this as if she can see the action through the closed door-that or he’s very in character.

“Is your hair always this soft?”

He tosses it around. Flipping. Curling. It’s all very dramatic. Very Wally.

“It’s like living in a shampoo commercial.”

Your attention shifts back to the door as you hear Kori slowly retreating back to the kitchen with the rest of the team.

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“Stop sniffing my hair-”

“What shampoo do you use?-“

“Wally focuses.” You instruct him. “We can’t let the team know.”

This week had been hell for the whole team. Crime rates had skyrocketed, and it was as if every criminal within a 10-mile radius of Bludhaven had collectively decided that this week was the perfect time to start a new villain arc. Retired crashout Dick Grayson seemed eerily close to reverting back to his old ways, leaving the team to tiptoe around him. It would be unfair of you, selfish even, to spring this Freaky Friday shit on them now.

No, you could deal with it.

You and Wally.

“I’m getting changed, and then we’re going to go downstairs to meet the team. Just be normal. Okay?”

Wally didn’t seem to disagree. Probably thinking the same thing. They didn’t need to know.

“We’ll fix this later; it’ll be fine.”

Although you weren’t sure if you were trying to reassure him or yourself.

“Always happy to obey myself.”

Rolling your eyes, you made your way to the door, padding against your soft carpet. You felt the fabric of your satin nightgown brush against the calf. Half turned to gaze back to see Wally striding behind you, sheer robe swishing dramatically, and your gaze sharpens.

“Where are you going?”

“Uh, downstairs.”Duh.

“No, not dressed like that.”

Wally stands there still in your pjs.A white cotton spaghetti strap top that now looked dangerously close to exposing a large part of your chest and matching bottoms. He had found the robe you placed at the end of your bed, the pink translucent fabric cascading around the silhouette.

“Wow that’s a bit old fashioned babe. Y’know you can’t say that to women anymore.”

He’s rambling

Scowling, you brush off the nickname.

“You're not a woman, Wally.”

“Yeah I’m in you. Same thing.”

Letting out a surprised laugh as if he accidentally created a new scientific formula instead of disrupting your sanity with a crude joke.

Screwing up your face, you mutter.” You’re disgusting.”

There’s never any way of knowing if Wally realises what he says before he says it; you’re pretty sure his brain works faster than his mouth. Not even a body swap can change that.

“What are you even worried about? It’s not like you can see anything.”

He gestures vaguely around your chest area and then, in the annoying familiar tone, declares

“I’m wearing your robe.”

Eyes roll so far, and you’re still not entirely surprised when you don’t find a brain hidden in the back of the speedster’s head.

“That doesn’t do shit; it’s practically see-through.”

“It looks nice.”

As if that somehow made it better.

“It’s actually more comfortable than I would’ve thought; maybe I should invest in one of these.”

It’s like looking at an evil twin as he swishes the robe in a mocking manner. You feel an eye twitch.

“Can you just try to act normal?”

You huff out crossing your room towards the dresser. Wally watches leaning against it in his usual manner. Even in your body he’s so overtly him self. You hate that you can tell.

Working your way up, you shovel through clothes like a madman.

Draw 4: bottoms.

Draw 3: sweaters

Draw 2: tops

The top drawer is already open.

“What is this?”

But it’s not really a question; you hear the suggestive tone leak from your lips. He laughs, holding up a red lace bra. It’s your favourite.

Draw 1 : undergarments

“Don't touch that.” You almost growl, snatching the bra out of reach. Still laughing, he lets go.

“Have I ever told you how much I love red?”

Yes definitely

There it is again, that suggestive tone that you’ve never used. Laced with a smirk and an eyebrow raise. It's too much like him.

You're sweating. Definitely not flustered or embarrassed. Is the room suddenly getting warmer? It must be…

“Everyone knows that, Wally.” You hope you sound unfazed.

“Just put these on and get downstairs before they get suspicious.” It’s muttered lowly as you shove over a bundle of your clothes.“Just don’t look.”

The silence stretches as both your eyes lock.

“What?”

Wordlessly gesturing over your body so he can understand.Eyebrows furrow. “Don’t look at- what you want me to do—close my eyes?”

It’s an obnoxious whisper, almost comedic, but you’re no better.

“Yes. yes that’s exactly what I want you to do”

Your gaze sharpens.It’s a battle of words through whispers.

“I’m serious. No ‘accidental’ glances. No lingering. If I find out you admired anything, I swear I will ruin you.”

“Whoa, okay, okay.”

Arms raise, and Wally obliges, but it doesn’t seem to have your intended effect. He’s not the least bit fazed by your anger.

“I’ll keep my eyes closed like a gentleman.” He winked, but he’s honest.

“Okay, good. Now make sure you put on the bra properly; it’s not a fanny pack.”

“You got it, babe.Oh, and you may want to fix that big problem before you head downstairs.”

He says, smirking, his eyes flicking down.

Oh.

Grumbling, you drag a hand down your face. And there goes all your pride, whatever was left of it anyway.

“All natural, princess. Don’t get all embarrassed now.”

Huffing as you adjusted his lighting McQueen pj pants further up his hips as if that would help the problem.

And then in a teasing tone he lands the final blow.

“You know how to get rid of that, or should I tell you?”

“You're disgusting.” You shriek, flinging a pillow his way, the fluffy one near the end of your bed. It lands square in the face, yet still the smile never falters.

“Go get dressed, Flash Gordon.”

It’s meant to be spiteful, but the meaning is lost on your tongue. It’s too sweet, too soft.

Wally ceremoniously and embarrassingly slowly runs towards your bathroom.

You wonder if you always look that odd while you run. Not important.

He’s probably forgotten he doesn’t have superspeed anymore. Shaking your head, you make a mental note to remind Wally before he makes an even bigger fool of you.

It doesn’t even register that you’re laughing, but you are. It’s lower and more lively than usual. It sounds like Wally. And unexpectedly, in a weird way, it’s nice.

A/n: It’s my first time writing for Wally so I feel like this is heavily oc but I hope you still enjoyed. Feel free to give me any feedback <3

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sorry for inactivity! this week has been extremely busy for me, and this weekend is packed too.

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Cooking..... I'm cooking....

LIGHTENING STRIKES THE MEMORY

A/n: Takes place during S3, when the Ninja bring Jay back to the monastery. I have not watched the leaked episodes, and I refuse to. Halfway I realized Jay probably would just play his video games the whole time, woops, sorry if this seems out of character(occ)

Pairing: (past) Jay x reader, kind of current Jay x reader

Warnings: light angst, amnesia (jay, duh), quiet/shy(?) reader, fem reader, reader will be kind of taking the spot Nya was in (?) If that makes sense. addressing reader as "she/her" instead of "you". use of (Name). plot holes will be ignored.

pls tell me if there are any mistakes 🙏

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The Ninja didn't really know what to say around Jay now that he was back. ...Well, kind of back. The memory of the ninja blurry if not gone from his brain, leaving close bonds broken. Especially ones that carried deep love.

He wasn't exactly the same, more jerk-y and sassy. But Jay was always like that, no matter how long you've known him. He just now had a different outlook on life now. Not that it was bad, it was just that most didn't want more things to change.

Especially to (Name).

The love of his life, some would say. The Yin to his Yang. The thunder to his lightning. A love that never gave up.

(Name) took the memory loss almost the hardest, second to Jay it seemed. After how many years apart, with the hope of that Jay was searching for her like she had for him was crushed to find that it had turned out that he was doing to opposite and was working in the Administrative Office(?).

They've never broken up in the first place, so how could she pretend that they were strangers when she had the other half of the Yin-Yang symbol he had given her kept safely in the top left drawer in her room?

At times, she would bring it out to hold it, stare at it, until her eyelids closed from sleepiness, letting wet streaks dry into her skin as she dreamt of what could've been if Jay remembered her. At least one memory would bring her happiness.

The rest of the Ninja tried their hardest to bond with Jay again, asking about his time in the Administration and other things. But Jay often just brushed off their questions, walking away with the crutches that was given to him since he sprained his foot.

That didn't mean Jay didn't use the hospitality to his advantage, using the Ninja's eagerness to help with needs he could fulfill by himself. Most caught on to his little scheme but did not want to upset him.

After a while of being stuck around the monastery, Jay began exploring it, peeking into rooms and mentally mapping out the place. For escaping he would joke, but everyone else knew better.

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(Name) and Nya had left to the city to grab more material for mechs and other equipment that either needed to be built or repaired. That left Pixal and Zane to plan out things and get things ready. Jay decided to have a new change a scenery, keeping the duo 'company'. More so just complaining that he was bored or yapping their ears off.

"Huh, it seems like we are missing a few blueprints... perhaps (Name) has them in her room?"

Pixal asked, addressing her question to Zane. She looked through a series of blueprints that have designs for mechs that they had already organized. She could distinctively remember (Name) bringing blueprints to her room the night before. Perhaps that's where they were.

"Jay, could you go see if (Name) has any mech blueprints in her room?"

Jay grumbled at the robot girl's request, but complying began to hobble away in search of the missing blueprints as he didn't have much to do anyway. Anything was better than just sitting around.

He would never admit it, but the thought of seeing (Name) again, if she was even back yet, brought a little bit of excitement in him, like a lightning bolt decided to go up his spine. He couldn't explain it, but he felt a magnetic pull whenever she was in the same room as him. The was she laughed or the way he would catch her gaze on him made his heart do a flip.

It wasn't like he didn't believe that he used to be a ninja, there were pictures of proof that hung on the walls. But after what happened with Lord Ras and the Administration, he began to trust people a little less than before. And the constant company of the Ninja was definitely something he didn't expect, let alone (Name)'s.

Not that he would ever admit that ever to anyone.

Once he got to her room, he knocked on the door a few times, listening for a response. When he didn't get one, he twisted the doorknob and opened the door, he then was met with what he would argue as the best-looking room in the whole monastery. It looked well lived in; like someone put a lot of thought and love in making it feel like a small home.

He stepped further in, walking to a desk that sat against the wall facing a window that looked out into the back area of the place. 'Nice view.'

The blueprints were clear as day laid on the desk, opened to see white marks of drawings and notes. Jay carefully rolled them up and carefully tucked them inside of his arm.

He took another glace around the room, letting his brown and blue eyes drag over the objects. It stopped on a picture frame that laid faced down on a shelf, like it either fell like that, or someone put it like that.

He walked up to it, studying it before lifting it up to see the picture underneath. In the back of his mind, he told himself that he shouldn't be snooping around the girl's room, but something still nudged at him to look.

His eyes widened a little bit in shock at the photo. It was a photo of him and (Name), arms swung around each other as one of her arms reached a camera far out to take the picture. Their cheeks were squished together in a very lovey-dovey way. A way that made his heart lurch out of his throat.

This had to have been before the merge, because he definitely would've remembered something like this. Being this close to her.

From your perspective, it was a date night photo, one from earlier in the relationship. He had taken you to an amusement park, something that you were excited to go to. It was one of your favorite memories by far.

Jay stared at the photo with what could be deciphered as yearning, not looking up from it. It made his heart tug uncomfortably. He slowly reached out to put it back on the shelf before you barged back into your room, a pile of boxed in your arms.

The sudden intrusion made his bones jump; his fingers almost drop the photo. He put it back on the shelf a little too loudly for his liking, hearing her voice going up in alarm.

"Who's there?" Of course, she didn't see him as she walked in, only focusing on not dropping the boxes in front of her. A small sigh of relief left his lips, she didn't notice him yet, he still had time to save himself from embarrassment.

"Pixal sent me to get the other mech blueprints you had up here."

Her head turned to look at him after she set the stacked boxes down, a quiet "oh, Jay" left her lips. Her eyes looked down at the blueprints and gave him a small smile.

"If I had known she needed them, I would have brought them down sooner." Her words brought a small quirk to his lips that didn't quite reach his eye just yet. His mind was filled with questions for what was the context of the photo that they were in. His eyes went to her gaze meeting hers unexpectedly. (Name)'s eyes casted down to the side quickly and a comfortable but slightly awkward silence filled the air, neither not knowing what to say next.

"...Uhm, I-"

"-I should probably bring these to Pixal," He winced slightly at cutting (Name) off. "Before she starts to get them herself."

Quick byes were exchanged as (Name) helped him to the door.

"...Will you be fine walking the rest of the way?"

Jay looked to the side where she stood, giving her a sassy almost teasing grin that didn't fully give away with what he felt.

"I walked here alone; I think I can do the same back."

"Oh, of course."

They say their final goodbyes before they headed their separate ways. (Name) closed the door behind her and put her hands to her face, she didn't think her face could get any more heated up than it already is.

'That was soo awkward...'.

Jay couldn't help but also feel heat creep up his neck and face from both the embarrassment of almost being caught and the newfound information of the mysterious photo that was in your room.

When had that been taken? There weren't any photos like that around the monastery with the other ninja, so were you two... closer? That thought sent a bolt of warmth go up his spine, finding himself planning for the next time he might see her. To get closer to her, just like before.

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▲°• M.I.S.F.I.T.S. •°▼

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One day, out of the blue, Rippen is tasked with training the next generation of villains from his homeworld. The problem? They're now his students at Middleburg, invading both halves of his life. Having to wrangle them in from exposing the truth to the school and watching them bicker and fight during their missions really leaves him wondering: why him?

Throughout their shared endeavors of villainy, each trainee inspect aspects of their lives and question what they truly want in life and what they want out of all of this, including Rippen himself. Together, in this interconnected web of drama, backstabbing, inner turmoil and even friendship, they'll find the people they truly want to be. Whether it be a villain or something more tangible to their wants.

When does this take place? Sometime after "Mr. Rippen" and note that anything Pirate World related in that episode didn't happen... yet!

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#M.I.S.F.I.T.S. of Middleburg AU

#Tales from XXJRJXEN!

#Character Profiles

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|- M.I.S.F.I.T.S. ØF MIDDLEBURG -|

Chapter Øne: Grøwing Pains Pt.1 (Ao3)

|- To Be Written -|

Chapter Twø: Grøwing Pains Pt.2

Chapter ???: Cereal Sentences

The Misfits must break out of prison in order to progress their mission. But after a fellow inmate goes missing, the blame is placed on Wrong Way Wally (replaced by Rippen) and the Butterman (previously known as the Milkman), sentencing them to a worser fate than prison life. Neryssan dedicates their time clearing their teacher's name.

Chapter ???: Stew Døne It?

Dinner is served, and with plenty of apprehension on Rippen's part, he's the first to have a taste. How was it? Great! Except for the poison, that part really soured the mood. This leaves Rippen sick in bed the next day and unable to supervise the team. During their mission, fingers are pointed and names of the possible culprit are thrown around. The question on everyone's mind is... who stew done it?

Chapter ???: Schøøl øf Røcky Beginnings

Larry takes notice of Oryn's loneliness and makes the decision to enroll her into elementary school! Surely absolutely nothing could go wrong!

Chapter ???: Vøte Zeb!

Elections for class president are held once again in Middleburg Central High School and Penn decides to give it another shot. Zeb sees a golden opportunity and runs his own campaign with a little help. Who will you vote for? Penn, Zeb, or Alex...again.

Chapter ???: Haywire Herø

Chapter ???: The Mixcreantz

In this mission, it's battle of the bands and Phylan is given the chance to prove himself and use his skills to help lead the Misfits to victory.

Chapter ???: Jungle Cruisin'

Chapter ???: Mønster Mashup

Chapter ???: True Løve's Swing and a Miss

Chapter ???: Rising Tides Stranger Sides

|- TALES FRØM XXJRJXEN! -|

|- To Be Written -|

Cruxcrøsser All-Star ~ Zebuløn Støry

See Zeb during his time at high school before being brought to another dimension for training! He's a champ on the Cruxcrosser playing fields! He's a lady killer! He's got the muscle, the (passing) grades, he's got it all... so why does he feel like a failure?

First Place, Secønd Place, All the Same Place ~ Lillian & Syven Støry

A constant battle of who's the better twin invades every aspect of their lives. It must be exhausting to try to prove yourself so everyone, including your own mother!

Jam Sessiøn ~ Phylan Støry

Another rough patch occurs when Phylan's parents start to fight again. Instead of sitting at home and listening to the arguing, he decides to go to his secret hideout and meets up with his boyfriend to play some tunes with.

A Villain in Sømeøne Else's Støry ~ Neryssan & Øryn Støry

One moment, a younger Neryssan and Oryn were safe on their home, and then suddenly, their kidnapped and held hostage! Who'd stoop so low as to kidnap children?

Blackøut at Blackøut Inc. ~ Neryssan Støry

Party Like it's Yøur Last Night Alive ~ Misfits Støry

Neryssan throws a party while their father is away, and all five (sorry Oryn, you should be in bed) kid's lives become even more intertwined than ever before on this fateful night of debauchery and tragedy.

Spare Prancer ~ Rippen & Jaxlynn Støry

Back to simpler times at Camp Blade Prancers where a young, bright-eyed Rippen takes the opportunity to prove his worth. All building up the rivalry between him and a fellow prancer, Jax.

The Last Expeditiøn ~ Scriveyn Støry

Polluted Waters ~ Vlurgen Støry

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// OOC Post

Okay so I’ve been thinking I want to indulge in writing my Starlight Express OCs more since I keep seeing other folk's cool OCs and it’s got me inspired. So hypothetically if I were to create an ask blog for any of the three OCs below who would folks vibe with the most based off the brief summaries below? If any at all, just wanna know if it's worth putting together a blog for one of them! I'm gonna be writing fics with them in it regardless :3

(Put under a read more so I don’t clog your dashboard lol)

OC #1 - Lux the Electric Engine

˗ˏˋ⚡︎ˎˊ˗ . I FEEL LIKE I’M THE WORST SO I ALWAYS ACT LIKE I’M THE BEST . ˗ˏˋ⚡︎ˎˊ˗

Name: Lux the Electric Engine

Alias: Chroma (Racing stage name from their early years)

Sexuality: Bisexual, Biromantic and Poly

Pronouns: They/He/She

Gender: Genderfluid

Character Summary: Factory built with state-of-the-art technology, Lux was specifically built to be a racer. From the moment they were created they were told that this was their purpose. From the very beginning they had an insane amount of pressure to be the best, losing just wasn’t an option. And it wasn’t long until this pressure became crushing and thus, they developed a shallow, self-absorbed party boy persona to hide behind. If she could convince everyone around them that they were the best than surely, he couldn’t let anyone down…right? In reality, under this façade, lies an individual terrified of failure and letting those around him down. No matter how much she wishes he didn’t he cares, he cares a lot. If you manage to break down their walls and get to know the true Lux, they’re actually quite the softy who longs for companionship and to find an identity outside of racing aka the thing they’ve been told is their sole purpose their entire life.

OC #2 - Paige the Library Car

📖 I wanna try everything, I wanna try even though I could fail 📖

Name: Paige the Library Car

Sexuality: Pansexual, Panromantic. No preference between monogamous or poly relationships.

Pronouns: She/They

Gender: Demigirl

Character Summary: Paige is a part of a set of carriages (they consider each other family) for a luxury long distance passenger train (inspired by the likes of the Orient Express). They’re a curious gal who loves adventure and learning new things. Loves tinkering with machines and creating new gadgets though sometimes her experiments can get a little out of hand. And their curiosity can lead her to being nosy so whilst she doesn’t look for trouble it certainly has its way of finding her. A little bit eccentric, has been referred to as the mad scientist of the family by others in the past.

OC #3 - Cas the Games Car

🂡 I’M A SHOOTING STAR, THAT WISH YOU WISH YOU NEVER MADE 🂡

Name: Cas the Games Car

Sexuality: Demisexual, Panromantic and Monogamous.

Pronouns: They/She/He/It

(Couldn't care less what pronouns you use to refer to them.)

Gender: Agender

Character Summary: Part of the same train as Paige; both entertainment carriages, they were built at the same time by the same company and thus are considered twins! Though referred to as simply the games car they are specifically casino inspired. Naturally charismatic and charming, loves messing with folks and scamming them out of their money. Very good at sleight of hand tricks. Is it a bit too comfortable doing what he wants to make a quick buck and is overall a menace to society. Isn’t particularly interested in racing but can often be found at races taking bets and things like that.

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honestly, i would kind of love to explore the (anti-?)villain!lukas AU. he could be associated with the brotherhood of evil mutants, or just some more rag-tag team that's inspired by magneto/mystique's team. i think it would be cool if he had a larger role though than just street shenanigans.

i'm leaning on the idea of the leader of the brotherhood (whoever it may be at the time), finding him after he unlocked his powers— which is a whole other story— and taking him in at just 12 years old. not as a team member right away, but i'm sure he made a field appearance when he was young. 14 or 15. yeah yeah...

anyone is free to ask questions or even to plot something with this au or any of mine listed on the carrd!

(yes, his alias is "vike" like vicodin. fits too good with his powers and it has the sinister vibe to it. and no, not because novocaine has been taken)

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hey everyone! just updated my rules to make them more specific and thorough! give it a good glance-over, if you do not mind,

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rp border made! i'm officially ready to start writing

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honestly the way i treat shipping in rp is how i treat my irl love life. i wanna meet someone organically without putting myself "out there." i stay in rp circles hoping something will cultivate over character interactions.

also part of the reason why lukas is single-ship. could it change? possibly, if multiple muses can win us over...

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i high high key have no idea what i'm doing, but i'm here and i've posted my promo. Here We Go.

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lukas was quick to take the napkins from her as blood continued to spill quickly out of his nose. he did as instructed, using one hand to cup the bottom of his nose with his napkinned palm and pinching the bridge at the same time. he tilted his head back slightly, feeling some warm substance dribble down the back of his throat.

he swallowed thickly, eyeing the woman. “just caught me by surprise,” he replied. “you should see him,” lukas continued, somehow managing a somewhat smug look under the wad of napkins covering his face. “he ran like i was a fuckin’ lion n’ he was a mouse. hah!”  the confident look on his face grew more obvious at that, even though he sounded funny talking through a pinched nose.

naomi  was  standing  at  a  taco  stand  waiting  for  her  order  when  the  fight  broke  out.  she  simply  glanced  over  at  the  guys,  smirk  forming  at  how  pathetic  they  handled  themselves.  not  that  she  was  by  any  means  a  competent  fighter,�� but  the  sloppiness  of  the  hits  was  mildly  amusing.  she  paid  for  her  food  and  stood  against  a  nearby  building,  chewing  and  watching the drama unfold.  the  girl's  who  had  instigated  the  whole  thing  eventually  walked  off  and  naomi  sighed.  the  guy  left  behind  was  bleeding  pretty  badly.  her  brows  raised  when  he  called  out  for  help,  addressing  her.  she  held  up  a  hand,  tossing  the  taco  wrapper,  and  grabbed  a  handful  of  napkins  from  the  stand.  “here.  pinch  it  at  the  top  and  hold  your  head  back.”  naomi  instructed  with  a  frown.  “shit,  he  really  got  you  good.”

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🌐°《-BLØG INFØ-》°🌐

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Hello fans of PZPTH and newcomers to the fandom! I'm happy you checked out my blog. Feel free to surf around, reblog, or ask anything! Don't forget to check out the many people I love to reblog from. They got awesome content and are super cool!

You can call me El, Wolfe, or Wolfen! I'm 21 and ace. Any pronouns are fine by me! You're also gonna see a lot of writing from me here, so I hope you enjoy!

🎨》°-•《-WELCØME-》•-°《🖌

This show is near and dear to my heart! It's a miracle that I even caught it on tv when I was younger. We all know how Disney was about most shows that aren't popular, and we saw with the cancellation of this gem. Was it perfect? No, but it was enjoyable, and it meant a lot of plenty of fans (there's fans for a reason!). I'm so happy that there's a little community where we can just share our thoughts, opinions, and general enjoyment of this silly show!

My writings, AUs, OCs, and a bunch of more stuff below the cut (including a bunch of links to everything)!

▲°˗ˏˋ⚡︎ˎˊ-《-EL's AUs-》-ˏˋ⚡︎ˎˊ˗°▼

Muddleburg AU 🔄

M.I.S.F.I.T.S. øf Middleburg AU 🏫

20+ Year Rewind AU 🛼

Invasiøn øf the Unimaginables AU 🛸

Øther AUs Here!

📓《°▲•《-EL WRITES-》•▼°》🖊

Muddled Renditiøns (Muddleburg)

Nørth Pøle Døwn (Ao3)

A Muddled Situatiøn

Chapter Øne: Zapped (Ao3)

Chapter Twø: I'm Nøt Super! (Ao3)

M.I.S.F.I.T.S. øf Middleburg

Chapter Øne: Growing Pains Pt.1 (Ao3)

Tales frøm XXJRJXEN!

Dribble Drabble Miscellanea

The Little Things in Life ~ Dad!Rippen AU (Ao3)

Strained, Tø Say The Least... ~ Muddled Dad!Rippen AU (Ao3)

Run, Rabbit, Run! ~ Psycho!Rippen AU (Ao3)

Invasiøn øf the Unimaginables

20+ Year Rewind

1+2 = Me & Yøu

(Larrip Drabbles)

Sunshine & Sinister

(The Møst Dangerøus Quad Imaginable Drabbles)

Cabinet Full øf Bad Medicine

(Twø Rights and a Wrøng Drabbles)

▲•○《-MISCELLANEØUS-》○•▼

Asks

El's (PZPTH) OCs

El's Dimensions

Fanfic Fanart / Muddled Fanart

Form vs. Form Polls (finished)

Dimension vs. Dimension Polls (finished)

Episode vs. Episode Polls (finished)

Interdimensional Character vs. Character Polls (not started yet)

Muddled Part-Timers Song Playlists

�°•《-QUESTIØNS-》•°�

Where can I watch the show for free? Funny you should ask!

How do you feel about asks? Ask away! Don't be shy, and I'll try not to be too shy back. Although please be patient with me, I might take a while when getting around to asking. Thank you!

How do you feel about fanart of your AUs and OCs? GO RIGHT AHEAD! I'd love to see it and really appreciate it!!! If you have any questions, feel free to send me an ask or DM me!!!

Who's your favorite character(s)? While I love the Odyssey Trio, as you've probably seen from my blog... it's Rippen and Larry. I love the duo so much!

You have loads of screenshots and art from the show! Could I ask for a specific one (for reference or whatever you want it for)? Of course! Feel free to send an ask or DM me (I have... so many lol)!

Are you in other fandoms? Just this one, really. I've never been in an active fandom that I really stayed in (there was one, but... oh boy). I mean, this fandom is kinda half-dead, but that's ok!

Do you RP? Not really, sorry. I've never done rp on Tumblr before, but I would like to eventually try when I feel confident enough. But for now, nope.

How do you feel about NSFW/NSFT stuff or asks on this blog? While I currently identify as ace, I don't mind, but it all really depends. There's going to be stuff I'm just not going to be comfortable with, like if you ask anything dirty about the literal children in this show? I'm going to block you (if not on anon) or delete any ask of that nature. Adult characters only! I'm also not gonna show straight-up nudity or anything like that unprompted, so don't worry! I'll properly tag/label.

Why aren't you in the PZPTH Discord? Anxiety, next. (I want to join so badly, but anxiety says no, sorry 😖)

❌️°•《-DNI-》•°❌️

So yeah, if you fall under any of these...

PLEASE GO AWAY.

Are you racist, sexist, transphobic, aphobic, or homophobic or anti-lgbtqia in any way? Maybe even a TERF? Go away.

Anti-gaza, pro-israel, zionist or anti-ukraine, pro-russia? Go away.

Pedophilia or incest enjoyer? Go away.

Proshipping, comshipping, or antishipping stuff? Go away, I do not want to deal with any of that.

AI artist/writer? Go away.