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tumbling-darkling · 3 years

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You Can’t Punch a Ghost

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A classic Danny Phantom and My Hero Academia Crossover where Danny ends up in Japan by accident and needs to figure out how to get back home. Easier said than done of course. It helps that Danny is ridiculously OP and may be able to help out during his time there.

Danny knew about natural ghost portals, how they were very random, rarely showed up outside of ectoplasmic hot spots, and mainly only affected the unluckiest of people in terms of tearing them from this familiar time and space and spitting them out into something completely different. He also knew the ones in the ghost zone were ones you don’t go in willingly unless you want to ditch the world you know so well and never want to be found again.

So imagine his goddamn surprise when one decides to fuck up his life before he even gets a chance to process what the fuck was happening.

“This is honestly a new low, I mean seriously. I was pretty sure I was going to die again from a heart attack when I saw your ugly face. I mean, it’s not as low as the whole cloning incident, which I am still rightfully pissed about,” Danny hissed, shooting an ectoray in Vlad’s general direction, “but watching me sleep? Didn’t you already plant enough cameras in my house to do that from your castle?”

“I was not watching you sleep, Daniel. I had simply shown up to wake you up,” Vlad hummed as he dodged the ray, finally slowing down after the long chase Danny had given after the froot loop.

“Oh, so now it’s your goal too to absolutely ruin my sleep schedule, huh? The rest of the ghosts already cause enough grief, and now you’re doing it too? I have you scheduled in for times after NOON. Go back to bed and let me get at least an hour's worth,” Danny groaned in annoyance. Did he seriously just drag him all the way out here to tell him he wanted to wake him up? He didn’t have to deal with this, honestly he never thought he would see the day that Vlad would stoop to his level of petty pranks.

“Aren’t you even remotely curious about what I have to say?” Vlad asked.

“Nope,” Danny replied bluntly. What a waste of time.

“What about the fact that the thin veil around amity is spreading?”

Danny pauses, then glanced over, “again. You chose to wake me up by staring at me, then dragged me all the way out here, to tell me that? There is a special device. Called cell phones. Which I have. Which you have the number of. That you could have used,” Danny spat in the most condescending tone he could muster.

“You would have just ignored my texts or calls.”

“Yeah. Because this doesn’t seem like my problem? Maybe the veil spreads on its own then returns to Amity? Like natural patterns or whatever. It’s not causing issues. The worst is that natural portals show up and ghosts slip through, but they just end up back in amity. Even if they didn’t, your little bounty proved there’s other, less competent, but other ghost hunters that will deal with it. Eventually. I’m going back to bed,” Danny spun around and aimed to head back home.

He was surprised by the plasma ray to his back that shot him out of the sky with a yelp as he crashed to the ground. He snarled, taking Vlad’s invitation to fight as he shot back into the sky and threw an ectoplasmic punch into his gut. Vlad split into clones before Danny managed to land a punch and blasted him again, “you have no respect for responsibility, I was giving you a chance to prove yourself and you threw it away like the child you are. How you managed to obtain-!”

Danny shot a series of rays into Vlad’s clones, destroying them before he tackled the real one with a snarl, cutting him off, “oh fuck off with your tests! I don’t answer to you! You aren’t my dad, my mentor, or anything I will ever respect! Get that through your thick skull you psychotic froot loop!” Vlad grabbed him by the arm and threw him off, but that wasn’t very effective as Danny just spun in the air and slammed right back into the asshat, sending them both backwards and through something… that sent off a chill that ran down Danny’s spine.

Danny barely registered what he just did when Vlad slammed him against a building and disappeared, Danny’s vision swimming as his powers shorted out from the sudden pain and he reverted back to Fenton. Then he dropped into an open dumpster below him, hearing multiple crunches beneath and within him before a final slam knocked him out.

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Shouta was out on patrol when some guy ran from out of an alley and waved him down, or more like he was yelling out in general on how he needed to call for a hero or ambulance.

He landed softly, approaching carefully as he managed to calm the bystander down, asking what the issue was as he took note of the ragged clothes and scrawny look. Homeless from the looks of it, and not doing well. It explained why he didn’t have a phone to call in for help.

“I uh- was checking dumpsters, some of them have really good stuff people throw away like it’s trash and- uh…”

“You don’t have to explain why you were there, just tell me what’s wrong,” Shouta huffed, annoyed. He had a lot on his mind, especially regarding the recent events regarding his class and his problem children. He would rather punch out a villain than negotiate information out of a panicking citizen.

“There’s a dead kid,” he sputtered.

Shouta felt his blood run cold, “where?”

“The green dumpster, I opened it and he was just laying there- I freaked out when I saw him-,”

Shouta didn’t bother to listen to the rest as he rushed to the described dumpster and threw open the heavy lid. Sure enough, there was a raven haired kid laying in the garbage. Crimson covered his face and he looked almost as pale as a ghost, it was easy to think he was dead with a short glance. He couldn’t be completely sure the kid was in fact dead, unless he got a pulse checked, and it was hard when he had to hold up the dumpster lid while attempting to check. He glanced over to the bystander, “Hey, come hold this up while I get him out.”

The bystander didn’t argue, running over to hold up the lid as Shouta reached in and lifted the kid out, already assuming the worst as the kids skin was freezing cold. He carefully laid him down as the bystander dropped the lid and took a few steps back, shuffling his feet as Shouta took out his cell and dialed 911, then went to check for a pulse. He could feel any hope that this kid was alive slipping as he didn’t feel a pulse.

The operator picked up, “I need-,” Shouta began and paused as he felt the faintest hint of a pulse, his heart fluttering slightly with hope, “an ambulance, Musutafu, an alley just off Might’s Avenue. Fast. Looks like a head wound, loss of blood, very faint pulse and cold to the touch.” Shouta glanced back up at the bystander, “you may have just saved this kid.”

The bystander glanced at his feet, “Ah- just… he’s so young… I couldn’t leave him…”

Shouta turned his attention back to the kid, finding out the blood on his face was coming from a wound on his head. Either someone tried to kill him and dumped his body in the dumpster so it wouldn’t be found, or he got hit on the head by the lid. Both options had a variety of questions: who's, what's and why’s. But if the kid lived, he may just get his answers.

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Danny felt like absolute shit before he could even manage to peel his eyes open, the glaring light above him giving him an instant headache. He twisted, groaning in annoyance as he lifted his hand to his face to try and block out the light and struggled with the sheets he seemed to be wrapped in. In a fit of frustration, he managed to aggressively kick the sheets off and free himself from its bundled prison. He used his hands to prop himself up and felt a wave of nausea wash over him, causing him to pause slightly and wait for it to pass.

He glanced around the room he was in, his scrambled thoughts slowly falling into place as he tried to remember what he was last doing and where he could be. He didn’t recognize the room whatsoever… but it looked a lot like a hospital…

He looked down at his arms and finally noticed the IV, and frowned. Okay. Definitely a hospital. The bundled sheets on the floor, IV running up his arm, and very chemical smell in the air confirmed it.

He then remembered Vlad and forced down a growl rising in his throat, the asshole dragged him out in the middle of the night then threw him hard enough to knock him out, someone must have come by and noticed him passed out and took him to a hospital- shit did he transform back? Was he still-?!

He quickly reached up and pulled his hair in front of his eyes, taking note of the raven black colour and leaning back with a sigh. So, Fenton. Not Phantom.

The clicking of the door handle caught his attention as a man walked in dressed in scrubs; then paused as he noticed Danny staring at him. “Y-you’re awake?”

Danny blinked at the stammered question, nodding, “uh… yeah?”

Before Danny could ask him anything, the nurse was gone and Danny was left alone in the room once more. He glanced at the IV’s again and then around the room as he twiddled his thumbs a little. A year or two ago, he would be freaking out. Fearful of what doctors would find if they tried any sort of tests, but thanks to Frostbite he was able to figure out what parts of his human half were irregular in medical terms. Nothing that would suggest too strongly about his ghost half. At most he had a bit of ectoplasm in his bloodstream. But that was easy to disregard since his home was an ectoplasmic hot spot, it would be weird if he didn’t have some in his body. He bet Jazz even had some ectoplasm in her blood, he wasn’t as sure with mom and dad since they wore hazmats most of the time, but again it would be weird if they didn’t have any ectoplasm in their DNA anywhere, Danny just had a bit more thanks to his ghost half. The other irregularities happened to be conditions other people sometimes had, usually it would cause issues but there always seemed to be cases where it doesn’t bother the person. Slow heartbeat, slightly colder body temperature, that kind of thing.

So hospitals just weren’t as scary as he thought they would have been. The worst was that haunted hospital that Spectra decided to use to mess with him. This was like a hotel compared to that experience, so not bad. As much as he was tempted to be uncooperative in the idea that it was easier to just fly out of the building and head home, it would be weird for a kid to just… disappear. Not to mention news stations go nuts for kids disappearing from hospitals, so that draws a lot of attention from the media and the last thing he needed was more bad press on Phantom. The closest connection people have was the rumour that he was dating his ghost half, which worked, surprisingly. So no doubt there would be people guessing that Phantom kidnapped Fenton and then his parents would show up and shoot at him again and he would have to disappear and reappear and make some weak argument about how it wasn't Phantom, so it all just dragged out into a massive mess. If he answered the doctor's questions and got into contact with his parents, it was easier to say he was wandering and got lost then got mugged or something. His curfew would tighten, and his parents would hover for about a week but it was just a lot less hassle.

When a new person walked into the room, he was snapped out of his thoughts and looked up and jolted, choking back a squeak of surprise at what he saw. There was a person, they had a white coat like most doctors would, but it was their face- er-... head? Their head was… it was-

“Hello, my name is Doctor Ichiyo,” the doctor's alligator looking head spoke, their lips forming to make the words as they spoke instead of the mouth opening up wide like he had seen on nature documentaries. Were they a ghost? If they were, why hadn’t Danny’s ghost sense gone off? Was he hallucinating? “Can you tell me your name?” Danny opened and closed his mouth, unsure of how to react to… to the alligator face. The ‘Doctor’ gave him an odd look, “are you alright, young man? Anything in pain that we should be worried about?”

“Danny. Danny Fenton,” Danny squeaked out.

He saw the doctor's eyes widen, he was sure their eyebrows would be raised… if they had any. Which they didn’t. Because the doctor had an alligator head. And he was acting like it was normal. The nurse in the room was acting like it was normal. Was this normal? Had he finally lost his mind? “Do you have some sort of healing quirk, Danny?”

Danny sputtered, “uh- what.”

“A healing quirk? Or some other kind of quirk that may increase your metabolism? Some strength quirks are known to have positive healing effects.”

“What- I… what's a-...? A quirk?” He stammered through his thoughts, still very distracted by the person. With an alligator head. Were those glasses on the end of their snout holy shit how did he not notice that? How did they stay there? Tape? Or were they really good at balancing the glasses? Why at the end of their snout too shouldn’t they be right up to the eye none of this made any sense- hell the ghost zone made more sense than the Doctor sitting in front of him- what was happening.

“... Danny what year is it,” the Doctor asked, tilting their head.

Danny blinked as they did so, mirroring the action slightly just out of the fact that his brain was on rapid fire and he still had a headache and the alligator head was still tripping him up. Either he was dead. Or he was crazy. Both were very plausible. “2021,” he answered without a second thought.

The doctor frowned, why was he frowning- holy that was really weird to see though. An alligator frowning. The long jaw twisting to make the expression was still so weird-.

“Who’s the current number one hero?” The doctor asked next. The question was like a second punch to the gut for Danny at this point, number one hero?

That was an opinion thing, right? “You mean like comics? I’ve always been a fan of Spider-Man…” Danny trailed off as he saw the Doctors frown deepen even further, muttering under their breath.

Which Danny managed to pick up, hearing ‘the head wound was worse than we thought…’

Head wound?

Danny almost reached for his head, stopping himself when he realized that he shouldn’t have heard that, and kept his arms down with his hands on his lap. So was he really hallucinating? But why was it like he was answering all their questions wrong?

“One last question. Do you have a way to contact your parents or a guardian?”

Danny perked up again at this one, finally he knew he could get in contact with his parents, then maybe clear whatever the heck was up at this place. This had to be a prank, his vision being bad or some other reason. They’d show up and drag him back to amity park, familiar ground. “Uh yeah. I know the phone number, can I-,” the Doctor handed him a pen and paper and Danny nodded with a soft ‘thanks’. He quickly scribbled down his home number, Jazz’s number and finally Sam’s number, just in case. He handed it back to the Doctor who glanced at the numbers and nodded back, offering a new level of disturbing smile.

“Thank you, I’ll come back to check on you shortly,” and the doctor stood up and left, the nurse trailing after them with a more… concerned expression. As Danny was left alone once more he leaned back against the pillow and blinked.

“I must be hallucinating,” he stated to himself.

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“It’s… concerning,” Doctor Ichiyo shook her head, “he seems almost delusional. He stated the year was 2021, over 100 years off from our current date, he was confused about the mention of quirks and heroes, and the numbers he gave us for contacts are dead ends. We tried looking up his name, but it’s not in any Japanese medical records, not to mention it’s very… American? If he’s from America, we need a city or town so we can call someone there for possible records but from what information we did manage to get from him, it’s all false and odd. It’s likely he will give us a name of a fake town.”

Shouta blinked, “so the kid is lying? Hiding something?”

Dr. Ichiyo shook her head,” that’s the weirdest part. He genuinely seems to believe that his answers are correct. His reactions to my own made that very clear, we think it’s very severe head trauma, making his brain jumble up words, letters and numbers so what he thinks is correct comes out odd and jumbled. We plan to run an MRI test right after a quirk specialist checks him over, see if he does have a quirk we should be concerned about. It can get dangerous when a patient forgets about their quirk and it gets revealed, it tends to happen at the worst times, too.”

“And what happens if you can’t find anything?” Shouta asked, crossing his arms as he thought carefully. “No connections to America, or Japan, or anywhere?”

Dr Ichiyo glanced up, “Foster care. Most likely. He’s still young, and we aren’t going to toss him on the street. But he seemed very sure of the numbers he gave us. If he has a quirk and we reveal putting him in the system and he doesn’t like that…”

“He may run,” Shouta frowned.

“We have ways to prevent that of course,” the Doctor assured, “is there a reason why you’re so interested in this boy? Most heroes would have just left this up to the hospital by now.”

“He’s a young kid who was found in a dumpster with a serious head wound, my initial thought being the concern that someone wanted him dead. Do you know how he got there yet?”

The doctor shook her head, “we haven’t brought it up yet. The fact he woke up so quickly was surprising. We expected him to be out for a few days at the very least. We want to be careful about this kind of thing, head wounds always cause the most concern.”

Shouta nodded, “all right. I’ll be back later, and call me if you have any updates. I have work to do.” Shouta turned as he headed to leave, the mystery of the kid bouncing around in his head. Danny Fenton. He’d have to try and dig up information regarding that name. Connections. Relations. Anything.

Ever since the USJ field trip he’s been on edge. He took interest in young Shinso at the sports festival as well, offering training so he may eventually transfer to the hero course. The kids were all splitting up on internships, and he hadn’t had too much issue regarding it. His only other concern being about Iida. His brother being in the hospital thanks to Stain. But the kid would work through it, he had a strong moral sense to him. He didn’t expect him to do anything brash, that was more to be expected from his problem student… Midoriya.

So a kid ending up in a dumpster during the times Stain is active and after the League of Villains made their appearance? It raised questions. Concerns. Possible connections between either or both. It could be entirely unrelated, but he couldn’t take that chance yet.

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Danny was restless, and worried. Those questions were… weird. And the expressions he got in return (from the Doctor with an ALLIGATOR FACE HE MAY ADD) was not encouraging. Since he managed to get his thoughts together after the doctor had left, he noticed he was in one of those dumb hospital gowns. And that his clothes were neatly folded on a chair next to him. He reached over and dug his phone out of his pockets and turned it on, sighing in relief as the screen lit up and he quickly unlocked it. Immediately he tried to call Jazz first, lifting it to his ear and frowning as the cell beeped in response and the robotic voice of a woman told him the number was invalid. His phone was connected to wifi, so he tried the Internet next.

This was when he noticed something… off. The normal search engine he used was… different. It was spelled weird. The colour was off. The big thing that threw him off was the word ‘quirk’. It seemed… important. Extremely important. Ignoring the fact that the search engine was weird, he typed in the word.

The results were immediate.

And worrying.

They were… essentially powers. Powers people were born with. Powers that have been around since 2014. And apparently… The year was 2148.

Danny swallowed the lump in his throat.

So. At some point. He either went through a portal. Or. Clockwork decided it was time for another adventure. Across time and possibly even dimensions. The first reported quirk was a glowing baby in 2014. And he knew damn well that nothing like that ever happened in his world.

So different time. Different world.

Okay. Fun. Joy. This means these people think he’s crazy and he can’t contact his friends, his family, nobody.

He could feel his restlessness increasing by the second.

Amity was unguarded. His home, his territory. No- no Sam, Tucker and Jazz could handle it. They knew about the equipment and how to deal with lower level ghosts and higher level ghosts. And Sam and Tucker knew where to find his ally’s for any help when some of the more troublesome ones decided to show up.

They… they would be fine. They had to be fine.

Oh and mom and dad…

Time travel was one thing. He could be here and back within 5 minutes but this was dimension logic and who knows what that meant.

He could be gone for weeks.

Or hours.

He may just have to hope that whatever this mess was, dimension… time.. confusing mess, wouldn’t affect his time back at home.

And if it did…

You know what.

That’s a future Danny problem.

To distract himself, Danny opened his phone and checked out who this #1 hero was. It was an odd question, and seemed important. Once again, the results were immediate and he got his answer in the form of a list. A hero called ‘All Might’ was number one and had been for quite a few years. Then it went down the list, number two being a hero named Endeavor and three being a hero named Hawk’s. It was a long list and he decided to maybe not read off every single name. He almost missed the fact that it was listed as Japan’s Top Heroes.

So… did this mean he was in Japan? If he was, why was everyone speaking English? Or… were they all speaking English? He didn’t actually know- after meeting Wulf he tried to learn Esperanto. Which was difficult at first and then one day… it was like he knew it off the top of his head.

Or maybe this was just weird dimension language stuff. He didn’t know. Nothing made sense. He would just have to try to make sense of what he could.

So a world where almost everyone had powers, huh? Superheroes were a common sight. Maybe he could even pass off his ghost powers as a quirk or something… but the wiki page he found did explain some science… and the one thing that stood out was that people had one power. Usually being derived from one parent or a mix between the two. Danny… well his ghost powers were a big ol messy pot of powers. Invisibility, intangibility, not to mention ice is pretty new and not related at all to his ectoray’s…

Too much attention, and he may need to try to keep Phantom and Fenton separate, which meant if he wanted to pretend to have a quirk, he should limit it to one of his abilities. And let Phantom keep the rest. He chewed on his lip as he thought about his options. He had a really good handle on his ghost powers… but ice was still one he was trying to keep under control and he would slip up more often with it… he could also pretend to have no powers, quirkless as they called it here…

Would that be better or worse?

Scrolling through the information, he slowly began leaning more for the idea of having an ‘ice quirk’. There was a lot of history of quirkless people being targeted for various things, since they didn’t have much of a power to defend themselves against those that did… but also there was a profession of heroes. People getting paid to do hero work with licenses and everything. And heroes got a lot of benefits. Access to certain opportunities and the ability to use their quirks in public. Which apparently… using any powers in public was illegal unless in self defense. Vigilantes were like… super illegal. But to become a hero there was schooling, license exams, and it was listed to be very competitive. And Danny didn’t want to stay here for years.

Not to mention… he wasn’t the type to sit by and let people get hurt.

But the students did get access to heroes of the world, as well as some of the opportunities full blown heroes did. Especially this ‘UA’ school.

He tapped on the link to the schools information and swore under his breath to see he missed the time to get in. So much for that idea… so it would be sneaking around and into buildings then… guess he would really need to keep Phantom separate from Fenton, just to make it easier to survive in public. From all these news articles, it seemed like it was impossible to stay out of the light when a lot of attention is placed on someone.

He continued to try and think on what to do. How to get home. Then noticed another odd thing…

There was an app… one he didn’t recognize.

With a hesitant tap, he opened it and noticed it was some sort of notes app. And someone had already written in it.

Do not fret about Amity.

Remember to follow your heart.

— CW

Danny blinked at the note. Then blinked again. Then dropped his phone onto the table beside him so he wouldn’t crush it in his hands.

God.

Fucking.

Damnit.

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quaranmine · 3 years

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New World, New Faces

When the hermits moved to their new world, they were excited to welcome two new members. But maybe one is an old friend instead . . .

Grian hasn't seen Pearl since Evo. It's a shock.

No romantic relationships or content warnings. Mainly emotional hurt/comfort, but probably more emphasis on comfort. Hermits: Grian, Pearl, and Mumbo primarily with a little bit of Scar and Xisuma as well. Reblogs appreciated and AO3 link in reblog!

Words: 3893

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These days, Grian was pleased to say that the Watcher’s didn’t occupy his mind nearly as often as they used to. Except on certain late nights where he lay in bed and thought of before, his time was mostly spent having fun--scheming, pranking, building, planning, mining, laughing with friends. It wasn’t something he could forget, but the hermits had become his new home, and as years passed the edges of those memories had dulled a bit.

The other times where the Watchers occupied his mind were update days. Since joining hermitcraft, Grian had gone through several updates with the rest of the server. Sometimes they moved to a new world, and sometimes they stayed in their old one. No portals of bedrock ever appeared, but Grian always thought of them just the same. It always felt like maybe, just maybe, one day he’d turn around and see their signature portals once again.

Watchers didn’t always leave portals to update worlds. Grian hadn’t known that until he’d been put to work as a Watcher himself. Oh, the Watchers were still in charge of updating worlds, but they often did it more subtly, without grand towers and quests for portals. It’s hard to retain status as a myth when everyone knows your calling card, afterall. Admins always knew when it was time to update. Grian hadn't, back on Evo, because he’s always been told.

It turned out Evo had been different, and Grian didn’t know how to feel about that. Evo wasn’t the only world to receive special attention from the Watchers, but it was one of their favorites. Why them, though? Why did the Watchers keep such a close eye on their world in particular? Why were they left towers and clues and prizes and punishments, when other servers were mostly left alone?

Why did they kill everyone and kidnap Grian?

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Grian stood in a group with the other hermits, eagerly waiting for the move to the new world. He bounced a little in anticipation. He was excited for the new update--he knew very little about its contents, but it seemed like there would be some new building blocks to play with, according to Xisuma.

He already had plans for the new world--new bases and new shenanigans. Grian was excited to build close to his friends. Xisuma had informed them that another update would come in a few months, and for the hermits to stick close in the time being so that new land would be freed up for the coming update. Grian had already known about the second update for a while, as all Watchers do, but he let Xisuma handle all of this as admin. Those days were behind him, now, and there was no reason to start exercising Watcher powers in a world that was carrying on just fine on its own.

“Is everyone ready?” Xisuma shouted over the chatter, trying to do a headcount. “Hey!” he shouted, trying to get everyone’s attention. Slowly, the chatter quieted.

“Looks like it,” said Iskall.

“Good,” Xisuma said. “Now, before we go, I wanted to remind you that we have two new people joining us this time. I’ve already made arrangements with them prior so they’re gonna be waitin’ for us when we go through.” He grinned. “Be on your best behavior for me, alright?”

“I’m always on my best behavior,” Keralis replied, and Xisuma rolled his eyes fondly.

Grian smiled, remembering his welcome to hermitcraft a few years ago. Unlike this time, nobody had been expecting him. Grian hadn’t been invited like these two new hermits had been, he had just been there when the hermits arrived on their new world. None of the other hermits knew quite why he was there, but they’d all accepted him graciously nonetheless.

Grian liked that memory. The truth is, he’d fled the Watchers and picked an uninhabited world at random, not realizing it had already been reserved by Xisuma. That was a failure on his part as a Watcher, because he was supposed to know about stuff like that. But he had been too busy running to worry about it and besides, there was nobody on hermitcraft to punish him.

The hermits had welcomed him with kindness and made him part of their family. Now he’d gladly do the same for these new soon-to-be hermits.

“Okay . . .” Xisuma said, typing something into his admin panel. “I’m just setting up the portal now.”

They were all gathered in the shopping district, right in front of the Town Hall. Grian took his chance to take one last glance around at the world. The diamonds in the trees glittered in the morning light, sending little reflective shards of light scattered on the ground. Moving worlds was always bittersweet, because it meant parting with the things he’d worked hard on and the places he’d made memories at. But it was also one of his favorite things to do, because it gave everyone a blank slate to work with, sparking endless new creativity.

“I wish I could take some of those with me,” chuckled Scar, as he walked up next to where Grian was standing. He pointed at the diamonds.

“Well of course you want them, Mr Mayor!”

“Uh-uh,” Scar said. “I’m not the Mayor anymore! This is a new world.”

“Well, I guess we’ll have to see what we get up to in the next one, huh?” Grian asked. “Do you have any plans?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” Scar teased.

“I guess I will.”

“Do you have any plans?”

“I don’t know,” said Grian. He thought for a moment. “I might make a cave base. I guess I’m waiting to see what’s out there for inspiration before I start.”

“Well, I look forward to seeing it,” Scar replied. “Oh! It looks like Xisuma is ready.”

Grian looked up, to see X opening a portal. It wasn’t a nether portal, nor was it like an End portal. It wasn’t a Watcher portal either, but an Admin one. Grian had come to realize that Watchers supplied Admins with the means to move into updates on their own when they wanted to. The bedrock portals and scavenger hunts were reserved for their favorite worlds--their toys.

Sometimes the Watchers liked to flex their powers, but the universe is not kept running smoothly if all your time is spent flexing. Grian brushed away the thought, choosing to focus on his friends in front of him instead.

One by one, the hermits stepped through the portal, which swirled light blue and hovered just slightly off the ground. Grian hung back, wanting to be one of the last ones through. He wanted to make sure everyone made it through alright, but Xisuma had to be the very last person, since he needed to close the portal. When it was finally his turn, he gave Xisuma a smile and walked forward.

Grian stepped through, into the bright sunlight of a village, and was surrounded by the voices of his friends.

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Spawn was a village in a grassland, next to a swamp and overlooking the ocean. It looked a little plain, but the hermits hadn’t left their mark on the world yet. Behind Grian, Xisuma stepped out into the new world and the portal vanished behind him.

Everybody was crowded around a ditch chattering, apparently exchanging greetings with the two new hermits that stood inside it. Grian held back for a moment, taking it in and basking in the sounds of his friends’ voices. Finally, he wasn’t the new one anymore--a few people had rejoined the server in the last world, but they’d all been old friends, not new ones. That had left him being the most recent addition, not that anything felt like it was recent anymore.

Grian was already thinking of ways to prank the new hermits and draw them into the life of the server.

“Alright Mumbo!” Xisuma said. Grian grinned. Mumbo was supposed to introduce them. Mumbo, of course, didn’t know this, because where’s the fun in that?

“Oh-oh me?”

“It’s go time!” Cleo said.

“This is it!” said Xisuma.

“I’ve clearly very obviously been put up to this,” Mumbo started. “And because everyone thought it’d be much funnier to have me bumble through it without really knowing what I’m talking about, and that is definitely going to be the case!”

The hermits chuckled. Grian walked around the back of the group to try to catch a glimpse of the new people below.

“We do have two new hermits,” Mumbo said, “down in this crevice.”

Grian caught a glimpse of red and brown hair.

“GeminiTay-”

Grian’s world stopped and he felt his breath catch in his throat. She had her back to him, but he’d recognize her anywhere. Her brown hair spilled out from behind a black hoodie.

But she’s dead.

Was this some sort of cruel trick from the universe?

“-and PearlescentMoon.” The rest of the hermits cheered at the announcement, giving the new members a warm welcome. Grian said nothing, his mind spinning a mile a minute.

There was no way it was actually her. The Watchers . . . the Watchers had killed her, and every other Evolutionist. Grian didn’t know why. He would never know why, because with the Watchers it was always “you can’t possibly understand.”And Grian couldn’t. When Grian had finally escaped them, he tried to go back to Evo. It was a foolish attempt, one that would certainly have endangered the lives of anyone there, but nobody had been left there and the buildings were all destroyed and overgrown with vines and Grian had been forced to conclude the heavy truth that all of his old friends were gone.

He didn’t remember what he did after that. He just ran.

Before he could stop himself, the words came tumbling out of his mouth. “Pearl? Is that really you?”

She turned, hearing her name and--it was. It was her. Her hair had blonde highlights around the bangs now, but he’d recognize her anywhere, like her face and the faces of all the other Evolutionists were seared into his brain.

“. . . Grian?”

Grian just stared.

The other hermits had caught onto their mini debacle, and were watching them. “Grian, do you know her?” Mumbo asked.

“Y-yeah, I do,” he stammered.

“Grian?” Pearl shouted, and in an instant had scrambled up the ditch. She stopped in front of him, face pale and eyes wide, like she’d seen a ghost. Maybe he was a ghost, maybe he’d died the day they took him from Evo.

“Pearl,” he whispered.

Suddenly she threw her arms around Grian in a hug and squeezed. “Oh, it’s been so long,” she said, voice muffled.

Grian froze, but slowly reciprocated the hug. He felt numb and like he wanted to cry and scream at the same time, hands shaking, but Pearl’s warm embrace drew him back down to reality.

Pearl pulled away, blinked tears from her eyes and met Grian’s stare. Then, her gaze drifted further down, landing on his folded wings that peaked out just above his shoulders. Tentatively, she reached out to stroke a feather. “What happened to you?” she asked softly.

“I thought you were dead,” Grian said by way of answer.

“Well, I’m not,” Pearl said, and for a moment Grian almost didn’t believe her, and grabbed her wrist tightly, just to see if it was real. Pearl let him. “They took you,” she said.

Grian just looked at the ground, uncomfortably aware of how many people were watching him. Ironic, almost--he didn’t want them watching him so that they wouldn’t know about the Watchers. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust the hermits. He did. He’d trust them all with his life a thousand times. He just . . . didn’t want to explain. The hermits were a good bunch. The unspoken rule was that you didn’t ask about anyone’s past unless they spoke first, and Grian knew they’d abide by that for him as well. But he could do without the turned heads.

“Alright everyone!” Xisuma shouted suddenly, startling Grian. “Let’s go, let’s get to work, this season won’t start itself!” Slowly, the hermits began to disperse, branching off into groups. “How’re ya gonna start the season if you don't chop down a tree? I’ll get to work protecting these villagers.”

Xisuma threw a glance over to them, and Grian mouthed a thank you. Xisuma just nodded, and left them alone. Grian was overwhelmed with relief at the admin’s gesture.

He turned back to Pearl.

“I-I can’t believe you’re actually here,”Grian said. He smiled and the moment he met her gaze, his eyes began to blur with tears.

“I can’t believe you’re here!” she cried. “When we got back from fighting the enderdragon you . . . you were just gone. They left a note for us . . . said it was necessary for you to be taken. All in rhyme, of course.”

“Of course it was in rhyme . . .'' Grian muttered, suddenly very angry. All the Watchers and their unknowable ways, always distilled down to some pithy saying. A life-changing event relayed to his friends in another stupid little poem. He’d written a few himself and despised it.

“I didn’t think I was ever going to see you again. Do you . . . do you mind if I ask what happened?” Pearl asked. “I’m just happy to see you here but I-”

“No, it’s alright,” Grian said with a sigh. “They took me after I fought the enderdragon, and said I was going to be one of them. I didn’t want to go but-well what could I do? So I went with them, and they promised to let me hang around the server. They lied to me, they never let me Watch Evo.” Grian paused, and felt the cool trail of a tear dripping down his cheek. “They later told me you were all dead.”

“Oh, Grian,” Pearl said, and pulled him into another hug, and that was it for him. He began to sob.

“I’m sorry,” he choked out. “It’s just a lot-”

“I know, I know,” she whispered.

“They-they . . . I didn’t enjoy it there. So I, I ran away. I tried to visit Evo but--there was nobody there. I figured they told the truth then, that you really were dead. I ran and found the hermits and I’ve been living with them every since, and oh they’re so wonderful but I could never forget-”

“It’s okay.” Pearl comforted. “I know, I know. We came home after finding the dragon and our place was ransacked, and we were given instructions to leave. And . . . eventually after we left, the group disbanded and we went our separate ways. But, we’re all alive.”

“Really?” Grian asked.

“Yes.”

“Everyone?”

“Yes.”

“Can I- can I see them?” he whispered. It felt forbidden.

“Of course!” Pearl exclaimed. “I’ve kept in touch with everyone, I’m sure Xisuma could help you visit if you asked.”

“Xisuma . . .” Grian thought aloud. “I haven’t told him,” Grian admitted. The admin certainly knew something was up with Grian, because players didn’t normally randomly appear in worlds they weren’t supposed to, but he’d welcomed Grian with open arms to the server and never asked a single question.

“I’m sure he would understand.”

“He would, but Pearl, I don’t want to put anyone in danger! I’m not supposed to be here!” Grian hissed.

“So then don’t tell him everything. Just say you want to visit some people. He’ll understand, I know he will,” she replied. Grian pondered it for a moment. She was right--he could just ask to visit someone. Other hermits did it all the time. Maybe--maybe a few server hops wouldn’t cause a problem. Maybe this was something within his reach, after all this time. The thought exhilarated him.

“But please,” Pearl added. “Please tell someone else, not just me. How long have you been hiding?”

Too long.

Grian didn’t answer, and the two of them stood there and listened to the crash of the waves on the nearby shoreline. The air was hot and salty, and in the distance he could hear Xisuma opening and closing doors in the village.

He didn’t know what he felt, it was like too many emotions had happened in too short of a period of time and left him burned out like a forest after a wildfire. His hands had stopped trembling, but he felt deeply tired.

Happy. You feel happy.

Grian’s communicator chimed from within his pocket. He withdrew it.

GoodTimeWithScar > Grian: are you okay

Grian smiled, and typed a response.

Grian > GoodTimeWithScar: yes

“Who was that?” Pearl asked.

“Scar. He wanted to know if I was okay.”

“Are you?”

Grian met her eyes. “I am now.” It was close enough to the truth. Grian shifted his weight between his feet, suddenly restless and tired from trying to process all this new information. “Speaking of other hermits, we should get going, yeah? We can’t let them get all the resources without us!”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” she chuckled. The hermits had already spread out seeking resources, but not too far yet; Grian and Pearl could still see several of them talking to each other across the field.

“Pearl, before you go--” Grian started, looking serious. “Build next to me, alright? I...I want you to be around.”

“I promise,” she replied.

◑ ━━━━━ ▣ ━━━━━ ◐

“Why are you following me?” Grian knew why, but he wanted Mumbo to bring it up. He was torn--on one hand, he truly appreciated his friend’s concern. It was nice that others were looking out for him, a warm reminder of what their little community stood for. On the other hand . . . he’d really have just appreciated being left alone.

“You look like you have a purpose!” Mumbo exclaimed instead.

Huh.

Grian shook his head. “I’m just heading north,” he replied, shielding his eyes and looking up to see the position of the sun.

“I was just like, ‘Man, it looks like he knows where he’s going,’” Mumbo continued and Grian laughed.

They walked to the edge of the swamp, and began to cut down the trees. Starter tools were a necessity in a new world, and they had no stone.

“Ugh, I have to take down this whole tree, and then I have to replant it,” complained Mumbo.

“Wait-why have you got to replant it?” asked Grian incredulously, while getting wood for himself and not replanting the tree.

“Well I-I can’t just deforest things!”

This is going to be SO much fun to tease Mumbo with.

“Whatever you say, tree boy.”

They continued to work, getting wood, and then venturing into a shallow cave to get stone. The whole time their coms kept buzzing, buzzing, buzzing with combat death messages. Just another day in the hermitcraft world, thought Grian. Have they declared a spontaneous war up there? Either way, Pearl and Gem were getting the full introduction today, he thought with a chuckle.

Exiting the cave, they spotted a shipwreck not too far away, and decided to explore it. Grian pulled out a soggy buried treasure map, and they decided to go after it in a boat. Grian wanted to relax in the boat, to just breathe in the sea spray and try to calm his still-racing thoughts, but unfortunately Mumbo was the driver, and he was not a very good driver if you asked Grian. Grian had been tasked with navigation, which was a difficult thing when the driver couldn’t see the map you were describing.

The loot was good, and they divided it between themselves and then struck onward in the boat, this time with Grian commandeering the vessel. They looped back around to the shipwreck only to find a group of hermits that were a little too late to the prize. Pearl, Ren, and Doc were gathered around the boat looking a bit disappointed.

Mumbo and Grian decided to taunt them.

“Who got the loot?” shouted Ren.

“We got the loot!” Grian shouted back.

“Oh it was you guys,” said Pearl. Grian stuck his tongue out at her and cackled.

They looped back around to show off the Heart of the Sea, but Mumbo dropped their only diamond by accident and that was when Grian decided to steer the boat away before they lost any more valuables.

“I can’t believe you dropped the diamond,” Grian sighed.

“I was flexing too hard, I’m sorry!” cried Mumbo.

It was too comical, and Grian couldn’t be mad at his friend. They rowed on, closely following the coastline. After a few minutes, however, Mumbo asked a question.

“The new hermit, who we just saw with Doc and Ren--Pearl--is it. . . is it okay if I ask how you know her?” Mumbo spoke gently, knowing he was treading around a potentially sensitive topic. Grian knew the topic would have come up eventually, after he’d basically had a breakdown in public when he saw her.

Grian stopped the boat, and looked into the water, not at Mumbo’s face. “Yeah, I figured you’d ask. We used to be on a world together. The . . . the world I was at before I came here, actually.” It wasn’t the full truth, since he’d been to many worlds as a Watcher and had lived on the Watchers’ world for a while. But Evo had been his last home.

“Oh,” said Mumbo.

“We were friends,” continued Grian. “We were close. But I was told she was dead. Clearly, though,” he just simply gestured instead of finishing the sentence.

“Clearly she’s not dead,” Mumbo finished. “I see. Who told you she was dead?”

“Someone who didn’t have my best interests at heart.” Grian had never fully told his friend about what had happened before he joined hermitcraft, but the other man knew that it was a difficult past and had comforted him on more than one occasion--mostly after he’d first joined and the pain was still fresh. It had dulled with time and Grian had become more and more adjusted to his new life.

Seeing Pearl again was a miracle, but it sure sharpened the pain.

Grian rested his elbows on the side of the boat and pressed the heels of his palm into his eyes. “It wasn’t just her, either, they told me everyone on the server was dead. And-they’re all alive. All of them. It’s fantastic news, brilliant news, I’m just-”

“Thinking of the people who didn’t have your best interests at heart?”

“Yeah.”

Mumbo laid a hand on Grian’s shoulder. “I don’t know who they are,” he began, “but I know they’re not here now. You have us now, and you have Pearl here too. That all is in the past.”

Grian stared out over the water, watching as the sunlight sparkled and danced over the waves. “You’re a good friend, you know that right?”

“Well, I do try to be,” Mumbo chuckled. “Now-I think we should probably go pick up Scar over there, I think the poor man is going to drown!”

“Oh no!” Grian said, and scrambled for the oars, and then they were off.

◑ ━━━━━ ▣ ━━━━━ ◐

When Grian, Impulse, Scar, and Mumbo created the Boatem Pole, Pearl was there to join them.

When Grian woke up in his makeshift camp the next morning, he was happy to see Pearl setting up her own starter base on the other side of the Boatem Pole.

When Grian showed up at Xisuma’s base two days later, he asked for permission to visit other servers.

#hermitcraft #hermitblr #grian #pearlescentmoon #hermitcraft fanfic #mumbo jumbo #hermitcraft season 8 #quara fanfic

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theres-an-impulstor-among-us · 3 years

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Acting Out

so this was inspired by the stream Tango did on 29/06/21. first of all, go watch it bc it’s one of the best streams i’ve ever seen. extremely entertaining. and this thing does contain spoilers for it.

but essentially my brain went “what if that stream… but angst?” and so this was born :)

…

Tango trudges all the way back to the boatem village, with nothing but unenchanted iron armour and a nearly broken iron sword. The whiplash of emotions he’s experienced tonight has all but drained his energy AND his inventory. Now, he has nothing left to lose.

Tango steps out of the portal and immediately heads for Impulse’s house. He digs through the chest that holds the random pieces of enchanted diamond armour that Impulse looted from the End and puts on a full set, not even bothering to check the enchantments. As he heads outside, he happens to glance over and spot an empty area that he knows used to hold something important. “Oh, wow, look at that. Nothing there.”

“Hi,” says Pearl cautiously, appearing from near her house. “Um… isn’t that Impulse’s armour?”

“Maybe.” Tango’s tone oozes with passive-aggression. “By the way, that’s a great area over there. A real great area. Nothing built there, not even lit up.”

Pearl follows his gaze and glances back at him, realising what he means. “Oh, uh…”

“Tango?” Impulse approaches them, glancing warily between the two. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here for my stuff,” Tango replies. “Is that too much to ask? Are you boatem folk in the habit of murdering people and holding their stuff hostage forever?”

“I’ll remind you that not only were you the one to kill first, you were also the one to steal first,” retorts Pearl.

“I just wanted Scar’s hat. What’s the big deal?” Tango shoots Impulse a scowl. “Where did Timmy go?”

“What?”

“Timmy. The pig. Lived in an amethyst hut. Sound familiar?”

“Oh! Uh…” Impulse shoots a worried look at Pearl. “He’s… um… He’s fine. We… We just…”

“Just what?” Tango takes an aggressive step closer to Impulse, before shaking his head and turning away. “Oh nevermind, don’t worry about it. All fine.”

“Tango, you’re scaring me,” Impulse says slowly. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah! Yeah, all good!” Tango gives an exaggerated grin. “I’ve only died, what, five times in the last half hour? Lost all my gear twice, gained and lost an unspeakably important advantage, and now I’m back here and it turns out my best friend may have murdered my pig? That’s nothing. I feel nothing.”

“I think it’s time for you to leave,” says Pearl firmly. “We’ve all gone a bit too far tonight but it’s time for you to go home. I’ll drop your stuff off tomorrow.”

“What, giving up?” Tango says tauntingly. “We didn’t even get to fight properly today, Pearl.”

Pearl’s voice hardens. “That can be arranged.”

“Pearl-,” Impulse starts.

“I’m sorry, Impulse, but he’s barged in here uninvited twice tonight and now he’s waltzing around in YOUR armour. I can’t just let that slide.”

“Ah, I think I’m just gonna go.”

Tango starts to walk off but Pearl steps into his path, drawing the string back on her bow. “Tango, leave Impulse’s armour.”

“Oh, you want me to leave it? I’ll put it back right where it belongs.”

He moves close to the boatem hole and throws a couple of apples into it.

“Stop it! Just give the armour back.”

Tango just grins at her. “But I’m putting it back where it belongs.”

“I will push you in this hole,” Pearl threatens. “Is that what you want?”

“Go ahead,” Tango taunts. “Hit me in. It’s only Impulse’s stuff and a bunch of crappy iron gear. Do it.”

As Pearl hesitates, Tango lunges for the bow in her hand.

Then Impulse appears out of nowhere and barges into Tango, knocking him backwards into the hole.

Tango fell out of the world

He respawns back in the underground part of his base.

The first thought in his mind is I don’t think I’m getting my stuff back.

He gets up out of his bed and starts rifling through his chests. There’s not a lot of iron in there, and there’s even fewer diamonds. Maybe letting himself fall into the void with his backup iron gear on him was not a good idea.

His communicator buzzes.

<impulseSV> Are you at home now, Tango?

Tango rolls his eyes and decides not to reply.

Unfortunately, he’s so engrossed in his stewing emotions that he misses the telltale hissing sound until it’s too late.

Tango was blown up by creeper

When he wakes up, Tango finds himself not on his bed but on the cold grass floor, and he doesn’t have the energy to get up. He lies still, letting his emotions bleed out onto the grass.

That’s his seventh death in less than an hour. Essentially one death per ten minutes. He’s utterly exhausted, mentally and physically.

He doesn’t want to play this game anymore.

<PearlescentMoon> Tango, are you okay? Do you need help?

<impulseSV> Are you okay?

Tango ignores his communicator going off.

<impulseSV> Tango, please answer us. We’re worried about you.

<impulseSV> Okay, coming over.

After a while, Tango heaves himself to a sitting position and checks his communicator. Realising his friend is probably almost to his house, he gets to his feet and heads for the stairs, but it’s too late.

“Tango, are you okay?” comes Impulse’s voice from the doorway.

Tango pauses and gives a sigh. “I’m fine. I didn’t have anything on me to lose.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

Impulse moves closer to him and places his hand on his shoulder. “You’ve been so weird tonight and I’m more than a little worried about you.”

Tango shoves Impulse’s hand away. “Leave me alone.”

“No.” Impulse takes hold of Tango’s shoulders and tries to hold him in place. “Tango-!”

Tango fights against his friend, trying to shove him away. “Get off me! I don’t wanna see you!”

“Talk to me, buddy!” Impulse begs. “Please!”

“Leave me alone!”

“But WHY?! Why do you suddenly hate me?!”

“I-!” Tango breaks off as tears threaten his vision. “I can’t be your enemy in another war, Impulse! I-I just can’t!”

Impulse freezes. “What…?”

Tango can’t help a sob. “It just feels like another war is brewing and we’re gonna end up on opposite sides AGAIN and I just can’t do it, Impulse! I can’t fight you again!”

“Tango…”

Impulse falls silent as he realises that this explains his best friend’s actions tonight. When something is seriously bothering Tango, he goes a little stir crazy and starts acting out. A similar thing happened in the early stages of season 6’s prank war and season 7’s turf war. Tango clearly senses that another conflict is about to arise, and it’s making him anxious.

“You don’t have to fight me,” he murmurs, holding his best friend close. “I won’t let it go that far, alright?

Tango buries his face in Impulse’s armour, trying to hold back tears. “I’m sorry… I was so stupid tonight…”

“No, it… it’s okay.”

“It’s… never been this bad before. My acting out. I just let myself go where my weird impulses took me and… I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. I’m so sorry you have to put up with me.”

Impulse rubs his best friend’s back soothingly. “It’s okay. But if it happens again, I need you to tell me, okay? If you ever feel like this again, talk to me. I can help you get through it and we can avoid another situation like earlier. I’m always here for you, man. You know that, right?”

Tango slowly nods. “Th-Thanks.”

“No problem.”

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mrsbarnes107 · 3 years

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Secret of the Widow

-part six-

Summary: Post Endgame time period. The team is healing, trying to navigate this new normal they’ve found themselves in when Bucky and Sam bring home a stray with an attitude and a secret. Will the broken team take her in? Or is it too much to bare?

Warnings: language, *eventual* violence and smut, death, fluff, angst

Pairings: Bucky x OC

Disclaimer: this is posted to Wattpad as well and it WILL HAVE PLOT. I’m a Bucky hoe so there will be smut and romancy stuff but this is a series, so plot plot plot.

Forty-five minutes later I walk out of my still steaming bathroom. I wish I could thank Tony for the never ending hot water and place to live, it's a nice change in routine.

I wish I could thank him for a lot of things.

I give myself a little shake. No sappy moments, not right now.

With a lighter step, I throw on some baggy sweatpants and a tank top, leaving my hair to air dry. I'm pretty sure a good first impression was thrown out the window already anyways.

With a final nod in the mirror, I leave the sanctuary of my room and give myself to the wolves.

As I enter the kitchen, the smell of cheeseburgers and salty fries hits me. I'm almost certain I let out a tiny moan, but I'm going to deny it if asked.

"Hey Ali, grab some food and come sit by me sweetie." Wanda yelled from the table, not even glancing at me, unlike the rest of the group.

Banner still seems reserved, like he doesn't know how he's suppose to respond to the news of my existence. Clint on the other hand looks like he has something to talk about, sad curiosity all over his features.

Having not eaten in the last two days, I'm positive I could inhale more of these beautiful beef buns than even Barnes can, who is currently sitting with three burger on his plate and a mountain of fries. Okay well maybe not him, but Wilson for sure. The mans pretty scrawny.

After getting my food, I plop down in the seat between Wanda and Bucky, immediately tearing into my food. Etiquette be damned.

"So where's Petey? He and I have some unfinished business." I'm pretty sure I just heard Barnes try to cover a small chuckle with a cough. I should probably not talk with my mouth full, at least not during my first ever meal with the team.... whoops.

"He's attending MIT, following Tony's footsteps apparently, so he went off somewhere to study his big book of boring." Wilson didn't even bat an eye while answering.

The room settled in silence for a few minutes. It was not a comfortable one at all.

With a loud sigh I set my wonderful, heavenly, beautiful burger down. "Okay. Spit it out. This silence is strangling me and I'm trying to enjoy this God sent meal in peace."

Sam chuckled quietly, wiping his mouth free from the mustard smeared everywhere. "Okay tiny Tony calm down."

That's the second time today I've been compared to Tony. Each time my heart breaks a little. It's nice though, having a part of him so apparent in me that they see it despite meeting me less than five hours ago.

"So you and Stark were close, obviously, Nat is your mom, still weird, and you know Barnes pretty well by the looks of it."

I pop a few fries in my mouth before answering. Mmm fried potatoes doused in salt is a glorious creation. "All of that is very true baby bird."

Barnes hides a smile as Sam glares very unthreateningly across the table at me. My fry hits him right in the nose.

This time Clint joins Bucky in choking down a laugh.

"So how well do you know Barnes here hm? You were eighteen when you met? I wonder-"

Bucky tensed up, jaw ticking away. Wanda just pursed her lips and kept quiet.

I set my hand on his metal arm. "Stand down Sarge, birdys just trying to wind you up." Bucky relaxes, nerves still on edge and eyes throwing daggers at the bird man.

I look to Sam with a raised brow. "I'm a lady Samuel, we don't kiss and tell. Did you have anything productive to ask before you got all pissy?"

He sighed in annoyance, eyes showing slight amusement. "I still want to know how you got those cuffs on us, they have no key or biometric identification. Did you see me enter the code?"

I let out a soft laugh and turned to Wanda. "You should've seen their faces, it was a beautiful sight." With a glance back at Sam I shove another bite of my burger into my mouth, talking around the food. "I worked with Stark for years dude. I have access to, and can override, anything in this building. He gave me full clearance before I could drive."

"But he never let you up here? Even when we were out on a mission?" This time it was Banner who spoke up.

With a small smile I shrugged. "We didn't want to chance me running into any of you, especially after Petey joined. He worked in the lab with me a bit and it made Tony a little wary. Plus Nat worried about Sarge here seeing me."

Buckys head snapped to me, not expecting to be brought into the conversation. "She knew I had no memories though, why would meeting me worry her enough to ban you from the upper levels?"

Our eyes locked for a few seconds before I turned away, glancing at him as I breeze past the question. "Conversation for another time Buck.... so who made dinner? Well complements to the chef Clint, this is some juicy meat."

•••

Dinner continued with light laughter, and small talk. The group introducing themselves and trying to welcome me into the tight knit squad. The atmosphere was kind, but I could see the change caused by the loss of their friends. A year later and the wounds are still barely even scar tissue.

I remember the times I'd be working in the lab and get bored, eventually deciding that the Avengers would be my own little reality show to pass the time. They use to be so care free, at least as much as they could be, laughter filling the halls and pranks pulled on one another. Now it's random bursts of joy until the silence relapses for a bit.

Maybe I can do some good here. At least bring a little more light into the tower, make the darkness fade a little.

Wanda and I decided to have a movie night in the living room while the guys did whatever guys do. She chose some romcom, which we inevitably verbally assaulted as the cheesy plot continued.

"So, Ali, besides Fury is there anyone else in your life?"

"Nah, there's been a few dates, but having to lie about who you are makes things difficult. Although, so does my choice in work and the fact that I'm very rarely interested in anyone enough to put in the effort." I gave her a shrug and just rolled my eyes, keeping the conversation light.

"I'm curious on the team dynamic. Tony and Steve were like the divorced parents that told everyone what to do, is it just a 'go with the flow' situation now?"

Thankfully this made her chuckle. "Apparently this family of ours can't function without parents that hate each other. Bucky and Sam are the exact same way, they've taken the mantle up themselves. But honestly we're still learning our strengths and how we fit without the old pieces."

I gave her a nod, forehead creased while I tried to picture the teams strengths and weaknesses cohesively fitting together.

It wasn't until midnight when we decided to get some sleep, setting plans to go shopping after lunch the next day.

The bed was more comfortable than anything I've ever had the absolute pleasure of laying upon, but I still couldn't pass the hell out.

I just grunted in very extreme annoyance, despite this being a normal occurrence, and rolled out of bed.

After a quick stop to the kitchen to make some tea, I made my way to Tony's lab.

It looked just as it did the last time I was here, seven years ago Thanos time I suppose.

Walking around the large space, knowing that Tony won't be strutting in yelling about his genius breakthrough after his twelfth coffee of the morning, or having him standing over my shoulder as he teaches me the new mechanics of his suit, well it's surreal.

The room doesn't even feel like him anymore. This lab was once a place that brought me a sense of comfort and home, a place where his laugh encompassed the very life of the room, where his sarcasm bounced of the walls in never ending jabs. Now it is just cold and empty. The joy it once held long gone.

I sit in the floor, leaned against his work table. Now realizing that tears are running down my cheeks, a quiet remembrance to a man I cared for like a father.

I don't bother to wipe the tears away, it'd feel like denying him this moment, I just sigh and rest my head against his chair. "Oh Tony, you self sacrificing idiot.. I miss you. So much. I can't believe you left me alone with Nicky, that was just cruel you know. You both did."

With a shiver I set the empty mug beside me, bringing my legs up to curl my arms around.

"Why did you always have to be so hell bent on sacrificing yourself? Everytime this world called, it was always YOU risking it all, YOU flying into a space portal, YOU getting so much hate and blame from the team, even SHIELD, all the time. I just-" a chocked sob surprises me as I realize this is the first time I've talked to him, really talked, in six years.

"You had everything T, a wife, a baby, me and Petey. And they asked you to give it all up, yet this world barely gives you the recognition you deserve. Steve walks out and just leaves, after so much death, so much that needs cleaned up, he makes the most selfish decision i have ever seen, and yet is grieved more than you are. He walked out on his best friend, left the team already broken, and had the audacity to think he was owed that selfishness. A man who gave up everything and asked for nothing in return, overshadowed by the man who had nothing and was handed everything." I let out an angry little chuckle.

"This world is so backwards and cruel. Now I'm left in it alone. What am I suppose to do T? This place, these people, there's no light here anymore. And I just- it's just- it's so hard Tony. My parents are gone and I'm alone and I miss you so much. Being here breaks my heart. Every second I'm within these walls, knowing I'll never hear your laugh, your encouragement or sassy remarks, never walk in to AC/DC blasting while your passed out at your table. Every second I'm here hurts T. I just- I miss you so much dad and I'll never get to tell you how much I love you."

If I hadn't had my eyes closed, or been in the middle of an impressive mental breakdown, I might have heard the footsteps approaching long ago. But my tears brought sleep to me quickly and everything went black.

#avengers #avengers fic #black widow #bucky barnes #bucky barns fanfiction #captain america #endgame #marvel #spiderman #the falcon #enemies to lovers #iron man #bucky x oc

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purplerose244 · 3 years

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Belonging

Here again for the @toa-secret-santa of this year! So happy to participate again, I love these events! 😍😍 Hello @spellcasterdouxie, I’m your secret santa! Merry Christmas and festivities, hope you like my present! ❤

Summary: In which being stuck in New York to protect a magical being and save the world in the process is no excuse for not celebrating Christmas with your friends.

Also on AO3

So… Nari was a terrible liar.

Extremely powerful being, the purest pretty soul, but horrible at lying.

Douxie didn’t have the slightest idea of what she was plotting, granted that she used to be part of an evil congregation of wizards that wanted to take over using an ancient artifact – meh, like that was the weirdest coming from his friends –, but he was fairly sure that her claim regarding the leaking sink of the bathroom was some sort of decoy.

Did that convince him to ignore those big adorable puppy eyes?

“It looks good to me, but I’m gonna give it a double check just in case!”

“Thank you Douxie, much appreciated! Please make sure everything is working, do not overlook a single thing!” Absolutely not. He was a master wizard, not a beast.

Their little apartment was neither pretty nor particularly clean. Which considering the little money he accumulated over the years with all of his jobs back in Arcadia and given the fact that they were in New York City, was kind of a given. But it had a perfectly functional bathroom, basically a gift from above, or some kind of karma retribution from putting up with three different apocalypses in the same summer – and he had all suspicions that another one was coming, but possibly another season. That being said, he wasn’t sure why with her plant like appearance, Nari with all people was so interested into their sink. Besides maybe for spraying a bit of water over her head – one very curious and endearing scene really, like a pot plant watering itself.

Then again, he wasn’t completely sure why he was going along with it instead of asking directly what was this all about. Maybe he liked to study whatever thought somehow as peculiar as her could come up with. Maybe there was nothing else of particular interest to do while waiting for his mac and cheese to be ready… maybe that little nightmare of his from last night got him a little too down, and doing anything but think about it was a better solution than most. And it was a pretty annoying maybe, because dreams about his master were as common as breathing lately.

He thought he was over it. It was probably too soon… hopefully he was at least getting closer to the not too soon part of it.

One long silence followed, from which he was fairly sure he had heard a few whispers a little lower than Nari’s light tone. Great, what now? Was she actually plotting something?

“Is everything okay over there? Arch? Nari?”

“Fine, everything is fine! Keep checking please!”

“Are you serious?” Okay now it was ridiculous. “Nope, I’m getting over there, and you two better not be up to no good!” They were a surprisingly compatible pair, especially since his familiar had made it his mission to teach her the marvel of pranks – she wasn’t even malicious about it, that made it all even more devious somehow. Douxie left the wrench on the ground, getting out of the bathroom and towards the living room. “You all keep forgetting that I’m the master wizards here, so technically I’m in charge, so if you’re scheming something- Whoa, Mordrax’s miracles!”

The last thing he had expected, after leaving their lonely living room that was made of four faded walls with a random kitchen connected to it, was to get back to it completely transformed into a messy, happy Christmas themed little chamber.

Filled with very familiar faces.

“Merry Christmas, Teach!” Claire almost knocked him off his feet with that hug. She looked radiant, all wrapped up in one big purple sweater with ‘Feeling Wicked Sassy’ written on it – appropriate. Behind her Steve, Toby and Archie were all smiling.

“Sorry, you would not leave the house,” Nari looked all cozy and a little guilty in that big mint green sweater – with ‘Every Day is Green Day’ written on it, where did she get that? –, waving at him. “And it felt like claiming we were being attacked by Skrael and Bellroc was a bit excessive.” Thank goodness his roommate and protegee had some common sense – considering his latest adventure, more than him for sure.

Claire giggled, shrugging innocently.

“We honestly hoped you were that bad of a plumber and would give us more time…”

Douxie snickered, because this was ridiculously endearing and he loved it all already.

“Too bad I’m not completely hopeless.”

“Could’ve fooled me!” Steve, it was Steve, not even worth turning around to recognize him. But a random fist bump, that much he could concede – especially with that massive blue sweater ‘Silent Knight, Holey Knight’ he had on, like really what was even that. “Ready to have the best time of your life?”

The master wizard arched an eyebrow.

“Said from you? Should we call the firefighter in advance? Or the police?” The blonde pouted very dramatically, Claire snickered. He had really missed these two. “Wow, this place looks amazing! The landlord can’t see this or she will force me to pay more for the rent.” His wallet was already gasping enough for breath and money. “All this stuff, all the decorations… is this beef?” Ah, that was why it all felt like such a sudden change, this paradisiac scent had definitely not been here before. “It smells delicious!”

“Thank you!” Second shock of the day, but Douxie could hardly blame himself considering the most time he had spent around Jim had been during his huge troll moments – he kinda looked like a twig now in comparison. “I’m pretty well known for my festive feasts.”

“Also known as festeasts!” Toby showed one enthusiastic victory sign, pulling off his orange ‘Rockin’ This Christmas’ with plenty of little gems and stones all around – the forever geologist.

Jim rolled his eyes with a grin.

“Tobes we’re not calling them that.” The Warhammer holder frowned, only to beam when he got handed a spoon for a taste. “I made most of this from home so it’s all ready and warm, but I wanted to make something on the place while I was at it. Freshly made food tastes way better on Christmas.” Toby hummed around the spoon, smacking his lips, then he rubbed his fingers together towards the chef, who caught it as to add more salt.

Douxie couldn’t help but scoot closer, peaking inside. That looked like food. That looked like real, delicious, extremely well-made food.

“What in the world, how did you make that?” Jim snorted.

“You moved on without much of a comment from me turning into a half-troll, a full troll and then back to a human, and this surprises you?”

“My friend, there were Thai leftovers, one instant ramen, an onion and an egg left in the fridge so yes, this surprises me!” All speculations died when he was offered a taste too. “… so it turns out I know nothing of magic. I must bow to the real master wizard here.” If happiness had a flavor it had to be this one. The former trollhunter snickered, giving him a little elbow before going back over his creations. And if the most classic ‘kiss the chef’ apron on him wasn’t already extremely fitting, the cyan sweater underneath reciting ‘I’m In The…’ on the back barely left to the imagination what list was written on the front.

A very well-deserved sign, really.

“Buttsnack’s managed to make these too, take a look!” Steve waved at the little counter that was the only thing remotely looking like a table in this place. And smelling just as heavenly as everything else, there they were, mince pies, just like the ones from Camelot. “But I don’t know if they’re as good because someone slaps my hand every time I- OUCH!! I didn’t even try this time!”

Archie’s tail could be surprisingly useful as a whip, in fact.

“You were thinking about it! So don’t, these are for later.” And wow, if his most loyal companion wasn’t absolutely adorable wearing that little red sweater – ‘Santa Paws’, he was going to complain about it all day long. Douxie wished he hadn’t left his phone in the bathroom. “We’re still waiting for the tree, the last decorations and the music. But we’re almost ready.” So apparently his familiar had been behind all of this. That actually made perfect sense.

Of course this little wizard associate had known this was going to do him good. It was the kind of bond that came with being around each other for over 900 years.

Archie smiled at him, and Douxie couldn’t not grin in return.

“Can’t wait for them! Even thought I did have some when we had that travel… well technically ages ago, we were actually in Camelot, but it wasn’t- Ah forget it, time loops are too confusing.” There was a consensual groan including all of them but Toby and Nari, who just looked at each other and shrugged. “Well, this is awesome, how did you even get everything here so fast?” On second thought, that was more than just bizarre. His eyes crossed Claire’s right away. “You get so tired with transportations through the Shadow Realm usually, and you got to bring along all of these people and decorations?” The thing was, this wasn’t supposed to be possible. Another thing was, Lady Claire of house Nunez was so insanely talented it would had not surprised him.

The girl waved her hand in denial.

“I wish I was at that level, but no. Still, we did travel back and forth pretty quickly.”

“Without magic? How?”

“I should take offense from that highly questioning tone.” Third shock, his poor heart – he came back from the grave once, and he really didn’t recommend it. He was fairly sure the apartment he had rented didn’t include interdimensional portals opening in the middle of the living room. “And from the fact that you humans keep forgetting I invented a perfectly functioning wormhole generator. But please, continue with your predicaments, ignore the scientific feat I’ve accomplished!” For an alien that barely understood human sarcasm, Krel Tarron was made a whole half of it.

As he walked in from the portal, holding one edge of a box filled with Christmas balls, on the other side Zoe stepped in carrying along the rest. And between a black ‘I’m Back, Witches’ sweater and a gray ‘DJ Kleb’ one with four sleeves, it was one curious and fantastic view.

“Yeah yeah, you bent the rules of physics, congratulations!” Zoe’s tense tone implied that she must had heard that complain already. “Stop talking and get working, I’m going the extra mile here!”

“This doesn’t sound like a good time to have a walk.”

“For the love of…!” The pink haired girl let out a muffled scream, let go of her edge of the box – lucky for Krel to have four arms to catch it – and jumped over the master wizard to grab his shoulders. “I hate you so much, you left me alone dealing with all of these new knuckleheads! Like the local dummies weren’t enough!” The collective offended ‘Hey!’ coming from both the Akiridion and the village’s idiot – a marvel that Steve actually responded, fully aware of his status as knucklehead – was somehow even more endearing than funny.

Meanwhile Zoe was still wrinkling his favorite jacket, frowning aggressively at him like the fact that he was out there saving the world was unforgivable – you could say anything about this pink head, but not that she didn’t have priorities.

Douxie snickered, easing the hold onto him.

“Sorry for trying to give my friends a place to live in this crazy wild world, then!”

“… apologies accepted.” Zoe narrowed her eyes. “But only if we finally hunt for niffins and get those forsaken burgers after you did the deed. I’m calling dibs on you.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Besides, you owe me. I didn’t snitch and told that Hex Tech got annihilated and we’re in need of new personnel because someone needed to hide from the big bad villains.” Those blue gems were screaming not to mess this offer up, because it was certainly not going to come back.

Even with a pressure like that, in some way inside of him, Douxie felt freed of a little weight. Despite the distance and everything that had happened, some things stayed the same. So he quite happily held up his fist, smirking at the girl.

“Alright, as soon as this is over with. Deal.” Zoe glared at him a few more seconds. Then she nodded, and finally bumped their knuckles together.

With a thud Krel finally put the box down, sighing soundly.

“Thanks Seklos this is done. I believe we are only missing the dead tree that will be then covered in artificial garnishments as a form of apparent belittlement of nature.” He stayed still for a few seconds, mindlessly throwing a little sphere on the ground that divided in four pieces, generating a portal. “… I feel like I’m getting so accustomed with humans’ savageness that I’m even quite looking forwards to it. Especially for that useless invention called ‘tree’.” He snickered, getting inside the wormhole that disappeared as soon as he was in.

Luckily the impossible dimensional gateway appeared of not leaving any trace behind. And luckily the creature – or elf, demigod, Nari was still a bit of a mystery – most connected to the nature that had just been denigrated was way more interested in whatever chef wiz Jim Lake Jr. was preparing.

“You knubhead, I just told you not to!” Archie’s spiteful voice came along, as apparently Steve had managed to take advantage of the situation – a scientific miracle happening in front of them, fair enough – to finally get himself a mince piece. Only to get slapped to the ground. “That’s it, until these cool down you’re getting nowhere near! Douxie, out with me, we need to guard the treasure!” That was some attachment for one tray of soft and delicious little pastries.

Douxie shrugged and complied, picking up the meal under the jock’s renovated pout and heading to the balcony. The chilling air got to his nose right away, but he endured, appreciating just the tiniest breath. There was barely space for once person there.

Well, one person and his familiar. He placed the tray on the railing, making sure it didn’t fall.

“How did Jim even get the recipe?” Archie grinned.

“Well, apparently his troll friends did remember a certain meal very appreciated by humans from back then, but they have their own idea on how to make it. I don’t know the details, but I certainly know it involves socks. Plenty of socks.”

“… you want to see Steve’s reaction to them later.”

“I want to see Steve’s reaction to them later with all the others. Christmas is supposed to be a family festivity, right?” His grin disappeared right after. “So… it didn’t sound like you were sleeping too well last night.” Yep. He knew. Of course he knew. He would had even if he didn’t have to habit of sneaking into his bed to get warm. “Something you’d like to talk about?”

Douxie breathed out, gently buffing his fluffy ear.

“I’m fine Arch, not need to get all sensible on me. It was one of the usuals.” He tried a weak smile, not really feeling like keeping everything in. Not with so many people inside, on this particular day. “… you know, thinking it now, somehow it was easier celebrating Christmas on the streets back in Camelot. Getting something good to eat, have fun, that was enough. Considering how tense was everyone in the Pendragon castle it’s not much of a surprise, but still… I wonder if Merlin ever had a proper Christmas in there.” He sighed. “He certainly didn’t while I was around.” The noisy streets of Camelot overlapped NYC’s busy ones. He swallowed a lump into his throat.

That legendary town was such a faraway place right now, coming back from a single memory was a slap from reality. Douxie shivered, taking in a freezing breath, gasping when Archie jumped over his shoulder and curled all around his neck. His fur was nice and warm.

“We have no way of knowing. But one thing’s for sure, that old man got a surprising, unexpected present in any case.” Archie smiled, eyeing him softly. “One very sneaky, very foolish, very brave apprentice.” They had been there, the both of them. And in any possible way, in the good, the bad, and the best, he had found a life to call that way. The one Merlin had asked him about.

The master wizard smiled, snuggling his cheek against his loyal friend.

It didn’t take long, the winter air acted like a freezer over the little pies. But as they went back in, the place had already changed – and that was besides AAARRRGGHH!!, with one gigantic hat on his head, holding up the tree while Blinky, wearing a scarf, was reading a manual on how to decorate it, where did he even get that? –: there was a table, appeared again out of nowhere, with all the most delicious looking dishes placed all over between branches of holly and little bells. Jim and Nari were putting down the last dishes, Steve was clumsily getting the statue of a reindeer to balance over the tv, Toby was checking the lights to make sure they were functioning.

And Claire was suddenly in front of him, beaming, clearly hiding something from behind her back. It immediately grabbed everybody’s attention, like it was some sort of event.

Was it?

“We’ve organized the present exchange for after lunch, but this one you need to put it on now. So, her it is!” She uncovered the secret and- Oh. It was a sweater. It was a sweater. For him. “There you go, you’re officially part of the wool club, a Christmas-limited association only.”

“Founder of the association Nancy Domzalski, mostly because it was Nana who made them all!” Toby caressed the front of his sweater, smiling softly. “She’s that kind of grandma that thinks that everything that’s made with love can bring warmth, and I’m kind of a believer too.” He shrugged, crossing his fingers behind the back of his head. “I know this isn’t your cool punk rock wizardy style, but Nana had her midlife crisis in her own time and I’m not exactly looking forward to one before my very own eyes!” That was probably not a sight a grandchild wanted of their grandma, that was understandable.

It was. It was, right? It was getting a little hard to focus on something, anything that wasn’t a soft bundle of black and navy blue stripes, welcoming and warm, with ‘Fuzzbuckets’ written on it. It was getting weird. A little unsettling even, because he just got out in the cold but his bones weren’t freezing anymore and he felt all fuzzy inside and now his eyes were warm and-

“… oh, curse me, not the waterfalls…!” Centuries spent transitioning from hopeless bard to punk rock guitarist, only to tear up at a random surprise Christmas party.

From there, he didn’t understand much. Only Claire’s probable ‘Aww Douxie!’, Toby’s sudden ‘There’s no Christmas without the sad moment’, Steve’s surprising ‘I know what to do, come on everybody, let’s all hug it out!’. And all of the sudden he was enveloped with so many arms, so many different people he had gotten to know and had managed to befriend and appreciate. That were part of his world, his life, and what was coming for the future.

So when he managed to open his eyes, there was so much to uncover, between a pink head, a scarred eyebrow, a lock of leaves and a paw still so close to his cheek. And it hit him that perhaps there was a reason why Camelot had always felt so far away lately.

That age was over. But this, it felt like it had only begun. Douxie smiled, closing his eyes again.

Embracing how good it felt to belong again.

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theonlygamergost · 4 years

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Two homes, two friends-Inbetween! au

This story was inspired by the Inbetween! au made by @laiteuse-yeux, if you wanna understand this fic, go read this first!

Keep in mind that everything wrote in this fic might not be canon!

(Also english is not my first language so sorry for any error UwU)

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The way Phil gets trown around between the two worlds is random, what isn’t random is the feeling of home and the friendship he made alog the way

Enjoy! UwU

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A thunderstorm had just ended, but Phil had managed to charge and name tag four "special boi" 's...or was it five? What he was sure about was that he had finished the name tags stored in the ender chest.

He was about to go back home as a charged creeper wandered too close to his base.

This was another problem, the tagged boys, free to roam around, always went near his home, once even surprising him at his door.

As he lured the creeper to a small cage, he thought about scattering a few cats here and there around his base, just to be sure no green surprises were waiting at his doorstep.

"What head do I want..." he looked at the explosive mob splashing around in the water.

A Wither skull could have been handy... Yes, he had looting three on his sword, so he could have just hunted them himself... But the creeper was a 100% guarantee of a head, which he definitely needed.

"Ok, stay there Creeper, I'll be right back"

Talking to mobs or just to himself was something Phil had started doing a long time ago, living all these years alone made the smallest things, like a random face in the sand, a source of entertainment.

He never realized he was talking to himself until Technoblade, a teammate of his in this server called "smpearth" pointed it out when he was talking to a chicken.

Ah, smpearth, a blessing and a curse of his.

He could randomly wake up in that world, or go through a portal and end up there, but he didn't mind it.

The company wasn't that bad... And Technoblade and Pete where very nice people to talk to. Especially when the one you talk to is the void most of the time.

As he was crossing his tunnel in a boat with a Wither skeleton in the back, he realized that it had been more than a week since he last went to smpearth.

He couldn't really control wheater he ended up to Endlantis or there when crossing the portal. And after two weeks without ending up there, he had explained Wilbur and his teammates his situation since everyone was worried to death.

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"I understand" Techno seemed disappointed that Phil couldn't be there when he wanted to, but he was relieved that Phil hadn't shown up on purpose.

"Every time I go to bed, is just a roll of dice whether I stay here or go back...home"

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He had called this world home... But was this his real home?

The Antarctic region had grown on him, he couldn't lie.

The white desert went on and on as the eyes could see, the cold snow was soft but very fun to prank people with.

As he destroyed the boat to make the skeleton of hell go through the portal, he took out of his ender chest the shield he used mostly to hunt heads, he didn't want to get withered as soon as he went through the portal, so he prepared his shield and closed his eyes.

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As he opened his eyes, he realized that the shield he was holding wasn't the half-damaged one he entered the portal with, this one was enchanted and fully repaired.

He took a look around and realized the dice had landed on the switch side, and now he was in a cold palace, the Antarctic palace.

As much as he had missed this place, he was low-key annoyed. The next time he was going to switch world, there was going to be a wither skeleton waiting for him!

Oh well, there was nothing he could have done either way.

He went on to check the villager breeder, a couple of stations were free, Techno probably had taken them out because their trades weren't as good as they used to be.

As he was arranging items and labelling chests, he heard chatter coming towards him.

"Are you sure we shouldn't worry? We both know Tommy is not reliable" Pete seemed to be worried, on the contrary, the half-pig man was secure as always, diamond sword in hand and shiny crown on his head.

"Nah... he won't try anything funny this time. He knows the consequences of lying now- oh hello Phil!" The two spotted and greeted the blonde man. "Did Tommy lie again?"

Pete gently placed a hand on his shoulder "Oh Phil, great friend of mine, you know how naive Tommy can act" "Wilbur almost kicked his butt" Techno was grinning, meaning that Wilbur was probably very pissed.

"Aw dammit, now I'm jealous that I missed it" the three laughed at the thought of Wilbur almost killing Tommy, which was a sight to enjoy with popcorns and soda.

The three continued talking until they got all called to show up in the main continent.

He and Techno pulled out their planes while Pete hopped on the backseat of Phil's one.

As they took off, Phil thought about how much he loved his hardcore loneliness, but a survival world with great friends wasn't half bad too.

#inbetween! au #ph1lza #technoblade #voiceoverpete #tommyinnit #fanfiction #my writing #smpearthau #smpearth #smpearth fanfiction

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ralfstrashcan · 4 years

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Fire Messages

A (long long long, let's not talk about it) while ago the dear @toughpaperround asked me about my thoughts on fire messages... and here they finally are.

Like most things in Shadowhunters fire messages come in two styles (other examples are portals, swords and runes) because at some point they experienced a random visual makeover. Both designs raise different questions and I'll get to those in a moment. First though it's interesting to note that the appearance of a fire message doesn't seem to depend on whether it's created by a shadowhunter or a warlock. On that note, are other downworlders able to create fire messages as well? Since shadowhunters operate them with their steles and warlocks with magic? I guess seelies should be able to as well since they also have magic (though they seem to prefere their nature-birds-leaves-whispering-on-the-wind way of communication). But what about vampires and werewolves? I don't recall either of thoses species ever sending a fire message on-screen, though it might have been mentioned at some point that one of them did, and I forgot. In any case I find it intriguing/ridiculous that fire messages look the same regardless of who creates them. Angelic energy and demonic magic don't really operate in similar ways so why would their fire messages look alike? Distinctive appearances like with the portals would make more sense.

Moving on to the first style! As far as I remember this style can only be spied once in the series, namely at the end of 1x06 when Izzy breaks things off with Meliorn

Which, now that I'm thinking about it, isn't that the shadow world equivalent of breaking up via text? Rude, Izzy. Anyway! The rune she draws at the bottom of the paper

is, as the trained eye immediately sees

Next, the paper goes up in flames

and Izzy lets go of it so she doesn't burn her fingers. Not a trace of the paper is left afterwards.

I think it's pretty safe to assume that the fire message burns into existence in midair wherever Meliorn is at this moment in time. Which... is probably the seelie realm? So can fire messages just travel between realms no big deal? Imagine the possibilities! Asmodeus could be bothering Magnus all day! Lilith could be terrorizing all Clave members via fire message harassment! This is hilarious XD

I have questions though! 1) How does the fire message know a) who the recipient is and b) where the recipient is? Canon never addresses or indicates either of those things so there's literally nothing to go off of. Re a): To me it seems most reasonable that the sender focuses on the person they want the message to receive while sending the message off via rune or magic. It's unlikely that writing the name on the paper alone determines the recipient because i) there exist people who share names and ii) you couldn't mention anyone in your fire message without accidentally cc-ing them, which, impractical and awkward. So intent seems the most plausible thing. Which in turn begs the question if you can mass-message people if you think of more than one person while sending? Probably not. In canon Magnus messages each warlock individually about that ritual he wants to try in 3x09. Might have been for courtesy's sake, so he can address every warlock individually with name but seems unlikely since he was under time pressure. Aside from that this would imply miraculous paper replication and physics says no. Re b): No way. This makes no sense whatsoever except when fire message magic is the ultimate omniscient might that can track anyone anytime anywhere. And if that power really existed in the world then how come no one has used it to currupt everything? Surely if you can access this pool of knowledge to send innocent little breakup messages you could find a way to use it for grand evil as well? I find it hard to believe that no one's tried and succeeded so far. Just look at how much effort shadowhunters put into tracking people all the time! They'd be stupid to waste their resources like that if there was a way to instantly-know the whereabouts of someone. Anyway, this is utter bs and just like the hp owls all over again and I simply refuse.

2) Who can you send fire messages to? My knee-jerk answer would be to anyone you know, both personally and more generally in the sense that you are aware of their existence. You focus on them while sending the message, bam, they get it. But. Spam. Spam is a thing. Do you have any idea how much hate mail and general pranks higher-ups would get if they could be (anonymously!) addressed by anyone? Magnus probably had a whole phase where he did nothing but trashtalk shadowhunters who pissed him off XD I read in this post (which is the one toughpaperround sent my way and which I'm kinda answering with this) the possibility that you can only fire message people you've either met in real life before or who you've established some kind of fire-messaging-you-is-okay-connection – kinda like exchanging phone numbers. Everyone has a phone but you can only call someone whose number you have. You can even hand-wave your way through issue b) and claim that the fire message tracks the recipient through that connection and that's how it can find them no matter where they are. I've thought about it for a while and while I think this is the most logical explanation I don't think it makes sense in-universe for how fire messages are used, or for what the purpose of a fire messages really is. Phones are inarguably more practical because you don't need an extra pen and paper to send off a message. So, why would someone use a fire message instead of a phone? Well, either the person you want to reach doesn't have a phone (*cough* Meliorn *cough*) or the message is so important and time-sensitive that you need the other person to know right now and while you can ignore a text or a call, you can lose your phone or it can die, it's kinda difficult to miss a burning piece of paper flying in your face. Fire messages are like extreme emergency phone calls. And for those it would be high-key impractical if you could only send them to someone you have already met previously. (Of course this is just speculation and doesn't even make sense historically since fire messages were around long before phones and likely were the only means of communication then and not just reserved for emergencies (or maybe they were since paper and ink was precious back then?!). And of course determining the nature of a thing by going 'It would be most practical if it was like this' is highly unscientific. Anyway.) Honestly, my personal take on this is still that you can send a fire message to anyone and the show simply ignoring everything that this implies (aka Alec getting at least 10 lewd fire messages per day from secret admirers) because it wasn't relevant to the plot.

Leaving behind questions that apply to fire messages generally this last one is design-specific. 3) To what exactly is the teleportation, that clearly happens here, limited? The paper, the ink. Uh-huh. What if you glue something to the paper? For example, idk, a GPS tracker? Would that allow you to learn the location of the person you messaged? Probably not, or they would have been very stupid not to do that with Valentine. Even if you could only message someone you have met in person and/or established a special fire message connection with there are still enough Circle members around in S1 who surely had his fire message phone number. (Or did he destroy the connection? Can you fire-message-block someone you no longer want any attachments to?) What happens if you fire message someone who's dead? Does the fire message hover over their grave for the rest of eternity? We'll never know. I'll allow that there is special fire message paper and special fire message ink that can teleport. Anything else tacked on would be left behind. Paper and ink could even be extra-charmed so they can pass through dimensions or whatever. Still sounds fake – because i) how would you spell paper so it can pass any ward (Magnus at some point messages Jem who's probably chilling in the Silent City or something) and ii) if there's a way to charm paper and ink so it can be teleported, why limit yourself to those? Why not put that same magic on your GPS tracker and you're ready to go? – but I tried okay. Whatever, special fire message paper and ink grow on special trees in Idris and their special teleportation magic can't be replicated. There, mystery solved.

The second style fire messages acquire is both more and less logically pleasing. It's more logically pleasing because it eliminates the whole teleportation issue since apparently the fire message just flies from sender to recipient but sadly this creates its own set of issues, first of all how tf does the fire message fly from sender to recipient? Does it have eyes? How does it navigate the streets by itself? What about the secrecy the shadow world allegedly tries to uphold? It also doesn't solve the GPS tracker problem (if anything it makes it worse) because who's stopping you from sending a nice little message to Valentine and then just, following the flying message to his secret hideout?

The journey itself isn't unproblematic either. How quick are those things flying? In 3x06 exactly 54 seconds pass between Magnus sending off his message to Jem and receiving an answer. So in less than a minute the message flew to Jem, he read it, he composed an answer, and it made the way back. No wonder these messages are burning at the edges if they're so quick. (Yes, that was sarcastic.) They also don't seem to slow down when approaching their intended target. Magnus even pushes Clary out of the way because of it.

This is so confusing. So the fire message can navigate through Magnus's apartment no problem but it would have chopped Clary's head off because she was in the way? Was Magnus just being dramatic? I mean I'd totally buy that on any given day, but the situation was a bit too serious for that especially because it isn't treated as a joke to lighten the mood but just like Magnus casually pulling Clary out of danger because that's what he always does. It makes no sense whatsoever. This also begs another question, since fire messages seem to seek out their target quite vehemently. If you're locked in an air-tight room, could you send a fire message to someone, and the fire message on its pursuit to fulfill its duty could help you create a crack in the walls? Could you actually break out via fire message? What if you grab the paper real tight? Could you fly out of a canyon on a fire message? Now, on to the last part of the fire message's journey: the landing. How. How do you catch something that moves so quickly instead of just swatting it away? In the post I mentioned before someone wrote that catching stuff like that works on auto pilot if you have the practice and I'll just take your word for it... but what if you don't have the practice? Personally I'm shit at catching shit. I'd get smacked in the face by 95% of the fire messages sent my way. And considering the speed and the sharp edges of the fire messages that can't be healthy. My poor face. Why do I say the fire message would slap my face and not docilely settle into my palm? Because that's what I honestly believe. I think if you fail to catch a fire message it just flops in your face and sticks there (that should also wake you up if you're asleep, lol) because I mean, look at those trajectories.

Mind that the fire message stays on its initial course even after Magnus / Alec / Izzy moves their hand to a position to catch it. That’s because it wasn't aiming for the hand. It was aiming for the face.

It only gets weirder from here on out.

Remember 3x07? Imogen gets stabbed by Possessed!Jace and uses her last moments to notify Alec of Jace's whereabouts (instead of, y'know, activating her healing rune which takes two seconds, sending the message after and keep on living. SIGH). Fair enough, but the thing is this

Where's the paper? Where's the ink?

What is happening? What is she doing there?!

And then-- and then--

Yeah Alec, I'm as shocked as you are. Where tf did that paper (and presumably ink for writing) come from?! Can shadowhunters suddenly create matter from nothing?? Physics is crying in the corner!! I have so many questions!!

#ps cleophas does the exact same thing in s2 ep too lazy to look up i think 7 or 8 #shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #isabelle lightwood #clary fray #imogen herondale #magic #musings

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hey-hamlet · 5 years

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BNHA AU Ideas : Happy Famlies

Also on AO3!

TL;DR: This AU is exactly what is sounds like. Everyone gets a happy family.

Feat. Dadmight, and his sons Izuku and Tenko, Big Bro Dabi with his little bro, Shinson and his Dadzawa.

allmight n inko end up dating and tenko n izu are brothers

dabi and tenko are third year ua herocourse students when izu and the others join

tenko is a soft sunshine boy cause izu rubbed off on him a lot

dabi wants to be an underground hero so he'll never be like his father

todoroki takes the entrance exam so inasa and hitoshi are recommendation students

izuku kills the exam because he starts ua being able to use full cowl 5%, breaking allmights record with a whopping 130 points

because consider dabi, shouto, izu, tenko and hitoshi all singing karaoke together, dabi has a tambourine and tenko is violently shaking maracas

izuku and inko dont know toshi is allmight, but tenko and toshi are terrible liars

the first time toshi meets izuku its just tenko presenting him saying "you gotta give it to him dad"

izu is only 5 n still broken up about having no quirk, toshi says he might just be a late bloomer while tenko nods

toshi sneaks izuku his quirk when he turns 7, izuku wakes up n accidentally punches a hole in the ceiling, he n katsuki make up cause izuku has a bomb ass quirk even if it does break his bones

he and inko just think he was a late bloomer cause his quirk was so strong. tenko and toshi highfive

seven year old izuku walking back into his house like mom i broke both my arms again :(((

katsuki actually helps him work out the flick thing

"it breaks my arms!" "then use less you dumb fuck!" "oh yeah actually thank you"

they’re so used to shouting criticisms while sparring that they still do it after they enter ua

when they spar at the sports festival mic can’t get a word of commentary in bc it’s just a constant slew of

“kACCHAN I TOLD U TO STOP LEADING WITH UR RIGHT”

“SHIITY DEKU IF U LAND LIKE THAT UR GONNA BREAK UR LEGS”

dabi n tenko the third years can hear them in their own stadium. tenko is cheering softly, dabi has a heart attack when he sees the walls of ice

izu has a massive handshapped scar on his wrist from when tenko saved him by pulling him out of the way of a car

he doesnt mind it but it makes tenko sad so he wears a lil cuff over it

tenko snuck in to watch the entrance exam he n toshinori are cheering quietly, the other teachers just sigh

izuku broke allmights record for points scored in the entrance exam but hes still scared he failed

tenko wants to s c r e a m

USJ ANGST TIME

starts as normal students enter, villains arrive kurogiri has an ear piece and is talking with afo directly, some of the 8 prefects goons are there too

hitoshi used his quirk on kurogiri to find out who they are, but is targeted after that and the villains know not to respond

the students are scattered, its izu/tsuyu and hitoshi. they do the whirlpool thing w/o the sitcking, hitoshi instructs them to tread water and not to move

hitoshi is nearing quirk overuse, tsuyu is shaken, izu is pretty much ok

aizawa is fighting the villains as normal, the nomu arrives

hitoshi tries to mind control the nomu, kurogiri attempts to direct one of the nomus punches to hitoshi, aizawa cancels the portal, severing one of the nomus arms. its grows back, aizawa is beaten

izuku charges forward, fighting the nomu with a higher percentage of full cowl than he can safely use but they are evenly matched

todoroki shows up, cant help because the two are moving so fast he cant aim his quirk and not hit mido

he and hitoshi keep kurogiri busy

before allmight arrives, dabi and tenko do, after seeing tenya running towards the school

izuku can barely move, over using his quirk to the point that he has countless micro fractures and the nomu has landed a few punches, and he took others to protect aizawa

tenko yells at dabi to grab izuku, kurogiri mentions that his master killed tenkos family and hes pissed

he cant stand up to the nomu but shouto makes an opening and he and dabi try to damage it as best they can, shouto has to hold izuku down to stop him from joining the fight again

allmight arrives, quickly dispatches the nomu, turns on Kurogiri

so tenko, allmight and a shaky izu are all facing down kurogiri while afo is trying to convince him to keep fighting

reinforcements arrive and kuro nopes out

as soon as the portal closes, izuku collapses and tenko n allmight rush over, shouto is grabbing onto dabi and hitoshi is trying to get aizawa to respond

hitoshi, crying, has to ask dabi to pick up his dad because his arms are shaking to bad hes scared he might drop him

tenko has no gloves anymore and he cant touch izuku and hes just lost, shouto wraps an arm around him and hitoshi n they cry as dabi takes aizawa and allmight takes izuku to recovery girl

aizawa n izu in the same hospital, hitoshi tells him what izuku did n aizawa fucking, breaks out of bed like a jackass to call him a problem child then fucking limps back

less depressingly, happy families dabi and tenko do "get help" from Thor Ragnarok

"gET heLP hEs BUrnINg UP"

aizawa : "kids that movie is like 240 years old"

izuku : "so... you know it then?"

aizawa: "fuck"

nighteye and gran torino are izuku and tenko's terrible uncles

he stars school at 5%, internships is 10%, camp gets him up to 15% so hes around 25% at the eri rescue

ochako being a terrible influence on kirishima

“uraraka i like katsuki. what do”

“push it down”

“what”

“pUSH UR FEELINGS Down”

also happy families shouto actually interns w nighteye n izu because dabi said he was an ass so no death thanks

one person asks izuku what his quirk is

he pauses

"aaaaaaaaaa"

"hm"

"my mum has minor levitation and my dad is quirkless"

izuku pauses again.

"wait"

"wait im not toshis biologically"

"waiT Who WAs My FirST Dad?"

shouto thinks inko has an affair w allmight then married his secretary but izuku met toshinori through tenko so he just lays down on the floor and screams

shouto’s brain is going to explode one day

consider tenko and izuku looking soft and pure but you turn around and suddenly you dont have a wallet and your food is gone

happy family izuku and kastuki were eachothers first kiss but in a dumb ass way

izuku was like "i need to ruin my frist kiss so the next one will be better"

"wow me too, you seem like the worlds worst option!"

"cool!"

they both almost gagged afterwards

tenko walked in on them violently scrubbing their lips

“wow katsuki who was ur first kiss”

bakugou stares off fondly into the distance

“deku :))”

"it was fucking terrible" wistful sigh

izuku, blushing happily: “id never do it again”

izuku: "yeah i scrubbed my face until it bleed so none of my skin would be tainted"

first week of 1a, someone asking izuku if he and katsuki are/were dating so izuku asks ochako to launch him into the sun

no matter how many people they date everyone always insists that katsuki and izuku are dating each other

izuku is actually dating shouto but no one believes him for some reason

dabi and hitoshi find it so funny

please consider dabi being the frontrunner of these rumours, like these random first years will come up to izuku while he’s eating lunch with shouto and they’ll be in t e a r s

“wHY ARE YOU CHEATING ON BAKUGOU SENPAI?”

izuku starts crying

shouto, totally deadpan: "i thought our love was real, izu-chan"

izuku wheezes

they have a katsudeku fan club and shouto’s the mascot

dabi is in it. hes a full hero at this point but nezu gave him a pass so he could attend

they have weekly meetings

it’s dabi, shouto, kirishima and like twenty first year girls from every class

shouto, in a deadpan voice: “good morning girls today i saw katsuki and izuku sharing bread. discuss”

kirishima is one of the most popular fanartists

tenko loves the meme but looking at his brother and bakugo “dating” makes him deeply upset so he breaks in to decay all the art on the walls once a week

he crowds shouto in tears one day

“how are you okay with your boyfriend and your classmate being the subjects of such horrid art”

shouto, deadpan: “it’s just a prank bro”

izuku falls asleep in the common room and toshi carries him back to his room and has to call tenko to unlock the door for him. tenko was in his own dorm on the other side of school.

he sprinted

iida the good boy finishes his essays the week before and hands them in a day early

izuku, the hot mess, procrastinates by training until he cant feel his arms and doing any other subject work than the stuff due, stays up till 4am to finish his essay and doesnt go back to sleep cause its time for his morning run

they get the same grades

no one knows izuku is a hot mess

Dabi is like izuku but he doesnt study hes just depressed

Tenko finishes his the day before but he gets izuku to read it over

shouto does his essays in class

aizawa wants to be mad but he remembers him mic n tensei distracting the teachers for as long as they can to violently finish their essays

“katsuki why didn’t you finish your essay”

“i was making oreos from scratch sensei”

"fair, give me some and you can hand in it wednesday"

he bribes every single teacher into giving him extensions and no one can refuse him bc his extra spicy curry is to die for. he maybe sometimes he helps deku get an extension too but if he does that’s no one else’s business but his

izuku acts so soft w the others "oh isnt kacchans food so good? "

but he climbs into through katsukis window

"bitch whats the recipe"

izuku banging on katsuki s window at five in the morning: “kacchan give me ur fucking curry recipe you promised it to me three years ago”

bakugos hands shake as he tries to call aizawa

“i see u calling sensei kacchan, put the phone down and no one gets hurt”

he has one of katsukis limited editing all might figurines in his hand

“give me the recipe and all might lives katsuki. it doesn’t have to end this way”

shouji, stressed and sleep deprived walks into bakugou’s room just to see izuku menacingly trying to force his way in while bakugou is crying

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timetrickster · 5 years

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Living W/ Immortality S 2 E1: Stuck At The Begining

(Episode 1: Stuck At The Beginning)

EXT. ANCIENT TEMPLE - NIGHT - 2019

LUCIAN begins to narrate the previous season while being annoyed by the audience's presence.

LUCIAN/ NARRATOR (V.O)

Well shit, why are you all back? I thought this was a one-time thing? Ugh. First, the Author writes a script for a screenwriting college class. Now he’s making this a full on show. Well previously on Living With Dumbassery. The now twin immortal dumbasses are now separated from each other. Now their time powers have sent them back to the first episode of the first season. And destroyed part of my face in the process, am I mad? Furiously. Will I destroy them? I will absolutely do that, now that those twin punk bitches escaped!

LUCIAN had briefly been enraged and throws stuff of the altar. Along with the roar of anger. He turns around and still sees ATHENA & TAVEN still bound and tied up and hanging on the wall. He takes several steps forward

LUCIAN

At least I still have you two.

ACHERON suddenly appears in the temple as his cloud of smoke appears near the altar.

LUCIAN

Hello brother.

ACHERON

You haven’t changed much Luci… ever since what you did.

LUCIAN

Dad was a controlling prick. You should’ve known that you, Terra, and Kairos. Now, look where they are. They’re dead.

ACHERON

Because of you, little brother. It’s because of you! That they’re dead. You started the wars. You were supposed to be the light and the guardian of peace. You… were supposed to be better, now here you are. Trying to throw another tantrum so you can get Dad’s attention.

LUCIAN’S face had already held anger. This conversation just kept fueling that fire. He starts laughing with evil behind it.

LUCIAN

YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT? You think I love being reminded of killing my own brother and sister?! Seeing the people I loved imprison me?! Seeing them drop dead because they literally used their life force and gave up their eternal life just to imprison me in time. And you. Eldest brother. You. Ran. Away. You. Coward.

ACHERON

You did this. Not me. You broke all our hearts. Terra, Kairos, and Dad. But for me, me especially. I loved you, little brother. But you slaughtered humans, and magical creatures, you’re own people too. I will stop you, right or wrong I have finished this.

ACHERON has tears running down his eyes. He reaches his right hand in the air, then a scythe appears out of thin air. The blade of the scythe was black and the handle was a dark metal.

LUCIAN

The Death Weapon. The ever-changing weapon of yours.

LUCIAN snaps his finger and a broad sword with crossguards. It glares with light.

ACHERON

Haven’t seen The Aurora in a millennium. You ready to fight little brother?

LUCIAN holds one finger up then snaps his finger. He holds up his finger again and the song “The Good, The Bad, And The Dirty” by Panic! At The Disco begins to play.

ACHERON

Really?

LUCIAN

Can’t have a fight without a good song.

The 1st Verse ends and the beat drops, both signature weapons clash at the start of Chorus. LUCIAN charges with his sword in hand and ACHERON follows as well. ACHERON pushes back first then with amazing speed, LUCIAN gets several cuts during ACHERON’S fast attacks with a scythe. LUCIAN manages to block some attacks with his blade. ACHERON slams the scythe into the ground summoning shadowy souls to attack LUCIAN.

He pulls the scythe out and makes a dash for ATHENA & TAVEN. He flips the scythe in the air and it comes back as a dagger. He cuts them down from their ropes and they are set free.

ACHERON

I’ll find you again.

He waved his hand and they both disappear in a cloud of smoke. He turns around to see LUCIAN having just beat the shadow souls. LUCIAN takes notice of what ACHERON did.

LUCIAN

You shouldn’t have done that big brother.

The dagger in ACHERON’S hands revert back into a scythe and the fight begins again at the start of 2nd Chorus. LUCIAN strikes with the Aurora but ACHERON blocks it and pushes the sword to the left and dodges to the right. LUCIAN turns to strike again and manages to cut ACHERON on his left side. Both tired from their duel they both take a quick breath. The Bridge plays

ACHERON

You give up?

LUCIAN

Never.

The beat drops and Chorus 3 begins LUCIAN rushes with the Aurora then ACHERON turns his scythe into a shield blocking his attacks once again. The attack held on the shield brings him down kneeling. ACHERON rises up and pushes LUCIAN away with the shield.

He throws the shield like a disk, then snaps his finger. The shield becomes a war hammer all of a sudden and hits LUCIAN in the chest. ACHERON makes a motion and the war hammer returns to his hand.

ACHERON

Until next time little brother.

Song ends. He disappears in a cloud of smoke. LUCIAN gets up quickly. His rage never dissipated as he roared in fury as his brother had won this fight. ACHERON teleported to a random location holding his wound from LUCIAN. He teleports away once more.

CUT TO:

NEXT DAY. MORNING

It was the weekend, ATHENA had found herself in her bed, remembering what happened. She tries to call TAVEN on her phone immediately but no answer. She rushes out her home to TAVEN’S home and knocks quickly.

TAVEN’S MOM

Hi Athena, are you okay?

ATHENA

Yeah auntie, I just needed to talk to Taven.

TAVEN’S MOM

Oh, come in.

ATHENA

Thank you.

She comes in the house and rushes to TAVEN’S room. She finds him in bed as well and closes the door behind her.

ATHENA

Taven. Wake up. Taven!

TAVEN wakes up and sees ATHENA

TAVEN

Athena? ATHENA?! What happened?

ATHENA

Acheron rescued us and sent us home.

TAVEN

We need to find Finn and Erin.

ATHENA

We don’t know what happened to them. Their time powers began to develop and they were sucked into that portal. We don’t know where they are.

ACHERON appears in TAVEN’S room still wounded from last night. He falls to the ground. ATHENA rushes to his side and holds her hand on his wound. She closes her eyes and the wound starts to heal up.

ACHERON

Thanks for that.

He groans in pain as he’s on the floor.

ACHERON (cont’d)

I’m gonna just stay here on the floor for a while. You guys are cool with that right? Ok… uh… what happened? How did he find you?

ATHENA

Lucian jumped us last night. He captured me and Taven but Finn & Erin got there last.

ACHERON

Did the charms not work?

TAVEN

They did. I have no idea how he found us.

ACHERON

Shit. Where’s Finn and Erin?

ATHENA

When they won his dance battle and he tried to kill them off. But then…

TAVEN

Their eyes started to glow. They blasted him with blue and red energy. Then a portal opened up and took them away.

ACHERON

Shit… their time powers?

They both nod to his question.

ACHERON

Kairos’ powers were always unpredictable which made him dangerous. And an asshole, he liked to prank people a lot. We have to find them… they’re stuck in time and I know when.

TAVEN

How do we do that?

ACHERON

Glad you asked. I have a plan and it involves you.

TAVEN

Me?

ACHERON

Yes, you. You are my descendant with my powers. You can turn into a ghost, right? The Spirit World is an uncanny world, you’ll need to find The Time Fields.

TAVEN

That sounds complicated enough.

ACHERON

I’m wounded by Lucian’s sword which has lasting effects on people like us. You are the only one who can travel to the spirit world. Other than me, you have to find Finn and Erin and get them back here.

CUT TO

EXT. FINN’S NEIGHBORHOOD IN THE PAST

Picking up from the season finale. FINN & ERIN see past FINN about to rescue the dog for the girl.

FINN

Son of a bitch. We time traveled! We time traveled!

FINN is at a loss knowing that his time powers worked and but realizes he’s stuck in the past with ERIN

FINN (cont’d)

But stuck at the beginning! Fuck! What do we do?!

ERIN

Shush! We both know the rules of time travel.

FINN

We just need to summon those time powers again. Come on let’s try.

FINN & ERIN grab their dominant hands. Sparks begin to fly out of thin air. The portal begins to form.

FINN & ERIN

Yes!

The portal opens then closes immediately and blasts them to the ground. Rolling around in pain.

FINN

We’re never doing that ever again.

ERIN

Agreed.

They get back up and crack a few bones and wipe away any dirt.

ERIN

What do we do now? We can’t open up that time portal thing.

FINN

Acheron. We met with him at several points the next day. We just need to find a moment with him that draws him away from us. This should be easy.

CUT TO

NEXT DAY. FINN’S NEIGHBORHOOD

Its morning past FINN is conversing with past ERIN after the event that happened. Present FINN & ERIN are on the roof of their home.

ERIN

The next time we’re stuck in the past. I’m breaking into a house and locking you out.

FINN

Ok… I’m sorry I didn’t expect it to be a cold night.

ERIN

I’m still gonna kill you.

FINN points out ACHERON appearing in his puff of smoke.

FINN

There let’s go.

Both dashing off the roof and running toward ACHERON.

FINN & ERIN

Acheron!

They repeatedly say as they yell it loudly. ACHERON turns around to see both FINN & ERIN.

ACHERON

Can I help you, boys?

FINN is taking a deep breath.

ERIN

I apologize for my alternate personality, he’s not physically adept. But my name is Erin Nitty and this is Finn Evers and we are the current immortal.

ACHERON

You’re the current immortal of time. What are you two doing here? I thought…

FINN regains his breath and steps in the conversation.

FINN

We’re from… (breaths) the future. We got stuck in the past when we Lucian attempted to kill us.

ACHERON

Lucian?! He escaped?!

ERIN

Yes and now he’s loose and free and we need to get back to the present to help the Athena and Taven.

ACHERON

I have no capabilities of time powers… but Taven is capable of getting you through the Spirit World. There is a place called the Time Fields, a garden of portals leading to different eras in time.

CUT TO

PRESENT DAY. ABANDONED AIR HANGAR

The scene shows both past & present ACHERON explaining the Time Fields. PRESENT ACHERON is with TAVEN & ATHENA in an abandoned hangar.

ACHERON

It’s is extremely dangerous. There is the Tick Tocks. Guardians of the fields. Wielders of the right hand and second hand. They’ll kill you. I have enough strength to send you to the city of Eidolon.

TAVEN

Will Lucian find me there?

ACHERON

Lucian may have achieved omniscience. But there are some dimensions hidden and some are blocked from his vision altogether. The Spirit World is one place blocked and the place I’m sending Athena to Eden.

He turns to ATHENA.

ACHERON (cont’d)

Eden’s a safe place. Just surrounded by a bunch of deserts. You’ll see a floating island surrounded by the Gates Of The Compass. You’ll also need a seal from me to get passed the Heavenly Hosts.

LUCIAN/NARRATOR (V.O)

You three are not going anywhere.

His voice was shaky and yet angry. LUCIAN appears before them. His face is still broken and cracked. He holds The Aurora in hand dragging the broad sword on the ground.

LUCIAN

Hello, (deep breath) brother.

ACHERON

Taven goes now.

TAVEN attempts to jump into the portal but LUCIAN snaps his fingers. Freezing him in place as well as ATHENA.

ACHERON

Let them go now.

LUCIAN

No! We still haven’t finished our duel brother.

ACHERON

What has happened to you, Luci? You were the immortal of light.

LUCIAN

And now.

The shadowy monster inside LUCIAN crawls out of his face.

LUCIAN (cont’d)

I’m the immortal of darkness.

The shadowy monster mirrors his movements as the hold up their respective broadswords. ACHERON pulls out The Death Weapon in its scythe form. He snaps his fingers and TAVEN & ATHENA unfreeze.

ACHERON

Taven go now!

TAVEN nods and turns into his spirit form. His hair turns from black to pale white as well as his eyes and skin. His body becomes transparent and sees through. He jumps into the portal for the Spirit World. TAVEN walks into the portal and is instantly thrown around and falling through a tunnel of blue.

He falls on the ground as soon as he exits the portal. TAVEN appears in what seems to be a field of green. Outside of a city floating in front of stars. With his spirit powers, he floats and levitates his way into the city. He wanders in as the gates were open.

He sees other ghosts human and animal alike. Some had appeared differently than normal. Some were normal and tangible ghosts. Meanwhile, some were made of fire and wind. Other elements including, some were creepy and disfigured and monstrous.

He then sees a statue of ACHERON with a new statue being built next to it. He sees his name and rushes toward the statue.

TAVEN

No friggin way. That’s a statue of me.

A random ghost overhears him.

RANDOM GHOST

That’s not you. That’s Lord Taven. The latest incarnation of The Immortal of Death.

TAVEN suddenly transforms back to human.

TAVEN

Hi. I’m your Lord Taven. Uhhh… do you have a name?

RANDOM GHOST

Lord Taven!

The other ghosts around hear him. The random ghost bows as an apology.

RANDOM GHOST

Lord Taven forgive me!

TAVEN

Hey, ease up there guy. It’s alright. I’m looking for a way to the Time Fields. My friends are stuck in the past and I need to rescue them.

RANDOM GHOST

The Time Fields? It’s a long journey there but I am certain there is one spirit he that could take you. He’s known as the Traveler and he can take anyone anywhere but at a price. I can take you to him.

TAVEN

Please, anything to rescue my friends.

RANDOM GHOST

Follow me.

CUT TO

ABANDONED AIR HANGAR

Just as TAVEN entered the portal, ATHENA helps ACHERON with LUCIAN. A bunch of plants rise from the ground and grab both LUCIAN and his shadow monster. ACHERON snaps his finger and opens a portal.

ACHERON

Go now! Go to Eden! Find the Vault! Get weapons! It doesn’t matter which one. Get the three that can destroy him! GO NOW ATHENA!

ATHENA nods and jumps in the portal. LUCIAN and his shadow monster break free, then he roars like an animal.

LUCIAN

We’re not done here, brother.

ACHERON

I’m sorry.

ACHERON slams the scythe into the ground cause a quick shake then immediately vanishes.

LUCIAN

NO!

He screams then starts laughing like a maniac.

LUCIAN (cont’d)

You want a war Acheron? You got a war. It’ll be the war that you will all die in.

CUT TO

THE GARDEN OF EDEN DIMENSION

ATHENA is walking in the desert sand and sees a floating green island. Teeming with life and animals and other natural elements.

ATHENA

Why did I agree to this?

ATHENA shows up at the north gate, suddenly a being of large stature appears before her. With wings stretch behind his back. His skin was glimmering with a galaxy of stars and endless space. He wore the armor of steel and carried a sword.

ANGEL

Who are you, human?

His sword was drawn and was pointed toward ATHENA.

ATHENA

I’m Athena Flora. I’m the Immortal of Life.

The angel is shocked by her presence and bows. The giant angel kneels before him.

ANGEL

I apologize milady. I was not aware I was in the process of one of the immortal.

ATHENA

It’s fine. Uh… what’s your name?

URIEL

Uriel, milady.

ATHENA

Uriel, I was sent by Acheron to find a weapon buried within Eden.

URIEL

What for milady?

ATHENA

Lucian.

URIEL

He’s returned?! We must hurry then.

He sheathed his sword and shrinks to human size. Giving his hand out to her. She grabs his hand and his wings stretch.

URIEL

You should hold on tight to me milady. My flying tends to be scary.

ATHENA does so wrapping around URIEL like giving a hug. His wings stretch and they instantly take off. Flying over the guarding gate and landing in The Garden Of Eden. She lets go and sees it’s infinite beauty.

ATHENA

This place is beautiful.

URIEL

It quite is milady. Allow me to lead you into the Vault.

ATHENA

Yes, please.

She shows some firm interest in the angel boy.

URIEL

What was that milady?

ATHENA

Nothing

(Whispers)

God, you’re cute.

They walk into the garden.

CUT TO

FINN’S NEIGHBORHOOD - THE PAST

With their accomplishments and now waiting. FINN & ERIN are simply waiting around for their rescue. They’re hanging on their home’s roof.

FINN

What the fuck do we do?

ERIN

No. Fuckin. Clue.

FINN

I hate sitting around and doing nothing.

ERIN gets up immediately.

ERIN

Let’s do something then!

FINN

What are we going to do?

ERIN

Everything we ever wanted! All the things we wished we could’ve done.

FINN makes a realization.

FINN

Oh my god, you’re right! What should we do first?!

ERIN

Let’s go hiking! With the waterfall! Manana Ridge Trails! We always wanted to do a trail with a waterfall!

FINN

Airsoft! Drake’s always inviting us!

ERIN

Hell yeah!

FINN

Laser tag! Oh! ARCADE?!

ERIN

Let’s do everything!

FINN

Hold on, let’s start this montage off with some music. I swear there hasn’t been music playing since we got here.

FINN flips through his phone and looks for a song to play.

ERIN

Got a song?

FINN

Not yet… it’s kinda difficult to find a song. You know we don’t listen to a lot of modern musicians.

ERIN

True.

FINN

Got it.

ERIN

Perfect!

FINN smiles

FINN

I know right?

FINN presses his phone, the song plays “Under Pressure” by Queen ft. David Bowie plays. The start of a montage of fun begins, as they are hiking up Manana Ridge Trail. They’re racing each other to reach the top. Making it to the waterfall, they drop their backpacks and jumping in for a swim.

FINN

We can’t swim, fuck! How the fuck did we not remember this?!

CUT TO

AIRSOFT FIELD

FINN & ERIN are running through the shooting grounds of the airsoft field. FINN wears a blue mask and ERIN a red mask. They’re the last two on their team and hiding behind cover.

ERIN

What do we do?

FINN

Should we use our powers?

ERIN holds in his evil laugh.

ERIN

Yes!

FINN

Ready?

They’re both ready to be badasses, it’s not cheating if you have immortal superpowers. ERIN throws a grenade randomly and manages to take out three of the death squad after them. FINN gets out of cover and sees three people ready. With a snap of his fingers, time slows down for a bit and he dodges a the pellets fired at him. FINN realizing his powers are activated through happiness made him smile.

FINN

Oh yeah.

FINN raises his airsoft gun with glee.

CUT TO

ARCADE

FINN & ERIN are playing “Dance Dance Revolution” they dance to the beat of the song and in synchronization of each other.

CUT TO

ICE CREAM SHOP

They’re both ordering ice cream and coming out of the shop with two huge tubs of ice cream and walking like badasses.

CUT TO

FISHING BOAT

They’re both fishing out in the ocean and run into a mermaid.

FINN

Sorry.

The montage shows more clips to their fun activities. They’re eating ice cream from the huge tubs. ERIN wrestles a fish that puts up a fight while in the ocean. FINN & ERIN drawing a crowd of people as they watch the two dance to the song. The montage ends with a high five from all their activities and the ending of the song.

FADE TO BLACK

CUT TO

SPIRIT WORLD

TAVEN follows his newfound ghost friend. They traveled far away from the city of Eidolon and to what seems to be an ocean.

TAVEN

Where are we?

GHOST

The home of The Traveler.

Suddenly mist twirls like a ball and reveals what seems to be a broken down mansion.

TAVEN

I may be the reincarnated immortal of death but I still have a fear of horror movies and haunted houses.

GHOST

Oh really?

TAVEN

Please don’t tell anyone.

GHOST

You got it, my lord.

TAVEN

I never caught your name.

ABE

I think my name is Abe.

It turns out ABE was actually Abraham Lincoln. TAVEN is shocked for a moment.

TAVEN

Uh. You’re the ghost of Abraham Lincoln?!

ABE vanishes within the blink of an eye. TAVEN smiles.

TAVEN

What a nice guy.

TAVEN walks toward the ocean and a wooden bridge is suddenly built beneath his feet. He simply walks to the mansion.

TAVEN

Ok… just gotta… what the fuck do I even do?

The Mansion appears before him all of a sudden. He walks the front porch and opened the door then walks in. The door creaks loudly.

TAVEN

Shut up!

DOOR GHOST

Sorry man. Jeez.

A cloaked giant man appeared before him. THE TRAVELER appears before TAVEN.

THE TRAVELER

Lord Taven, Immoral of Death. How can I serve you today?

TAVEN

I need a way to the Time Fields.

THE TRAVELER

Of course my lord.

TAVEN

Wait. That was it?

THE TRAVELER

Yes.

TAVEN

Huh. Thought I was gonna have to offer something.

THE TRAVELER

That’s for humans that come to me for some reason. You’re the immortal of death.

TAVEN

Thank you.

THE TRAVELER

Follow me, my lord.

THE TRAVELER snaps his fingers and they instantly teleport to a boat.

TAVEN

What’s with all the snapping fingers? For literally powerful creatures.

THE TRAVELER

I have no clue. We just followed God and he just liked snapping. Anyways, the ferryman Kharon will take you there instantly due to the urgency of your mission.

TAVEN walks into the boat and meets KHARON he wore a cloak and was normal for a change. Different from the rest of the ghost.

KHARON

Hello my lord.

TAVEN

Hi. How does this all work?

KHARON

Simple really. I just hit the floor of the boat three times and we’ll be there quickly. So best hold on to something.

KHARON has an oar in hand and taps the ground three times.

TAVEN

Wait? What?

The boat begins to immediately jump in the portal created in the ocean. TAVEN screams his lungs off. THE TRAVELER laughs.

THE TRAVELER

Gets me every time.

CUT TO

EDEN

ATHENA & URIEL are at the entrance of The Vault. It opens as URIEL snaps his fingers.

ATHENA

Seriously, what is the deal with snapping fingers for celestial beings?

URIEL I’ve no clue. It was just a thing we started doing.

ATHENA

We?

URIEL

God aka Dad.

They walked through much strange weaponry. With multiple pedestals, to her left a sword with the label of Excalibur and next to it a staff of sorts labeled Merlin’s Staff. Across from it was a golden staff and a headband labeled Ryu Jingu Bang & The Monkey King’s Headband. The next pedestals showed a sphere called The Eyes Of Horus and on the other side, a skull puzzle box and a lightning bolt labeled Pandora’s Box & Zeus’ Lightning Bolt.

ATHENA

I these what I think they are?!

URIEL

Powerful weapons from the pantheons of history. As well as different universes.

ATHENA

Oh my god! Is that the Yata no Kagami?! Amaterasu’s mirror?!

She rushes toward the pedestal holding it along with a sword.

ATHENA (cont’d)

And Susano’s blade the Kusanagi no Tsunagi?!

She runs from pedestal to pedestal.

ATHENA (cont’d)

Mjolnir & Gungnir! Maui’s Fish Hook! And Neptune’s Trident?! What the fuck?!

She turns to find a smiling URIEL.

URIEL

I find it interesting, that the immortal of life knows so much about history.

ATHENA

History is one of my favorite subjects in school. And mythology is part of said history and I love all things mythological!

She sees two pedestals holding weapons she’s never seen before. On her left, there was an omega symbol, different colored rings, and a golden helmet.

ATHENA

Strange… never seen these before. Anti Life Equation? Power Rings. Helmet of Fate.

She turns around to see the other pedestal with the other strange weapons. A golden gauntlet with six different colored stones. A necklace of what appears to be an eye. And an ax with a wooden handle.

ATHENA (cont’d)

I’ve never seen these either. The Infinity Gauntlet? The Eye Of Agamotto? Stormbreaker? Huh… they both sound familiar.

URIEL

They’re from different universes but I think you’re gonna need these.

He points at three pedestals.

URIEL

The Spear Of Destiny, An Angel’s Halo, and The Flaming Sword.

ATHENA

Oh my lord.

She walks near them.

ATHENA

This is gonna be interesting.

CUT TO

THE PAST

FINN & ERIN are still eating the huge tub of ice cream they bought from the ice cream shop. With giant spoons in hand at the top of an apartment building.

FINN

This was literally the best day ever!

ERIN

I know right?!

FINN

Did feel bad about the mermaid though. Never expected a mermaid in Hawaii.

ERIN

Yeah… she was kinda cute too.

FINN

Wow. The first I see you interested in someone.

ERIN

I’m picky… sorry, dude.

FINN

Hey, that’s not right.

ERIN

Yeah, I know. I’m just ya know hopeless?

FINN

Seriously dude? You are a tough ass dude with a soft heart. I’m pretty sure there’s a girl out there for you Hulk.

ERIN

Okay, chill Batman. You know you have a lot of issues with us living forever.

FINN

True, but I’m learning. Baby steps. Did we complete our montage list?

ERIN checks their list.

ERIN

Uh yeah. So far we've done it all. Just haven’t done superheroes for the day.

Across the street, suddenly a bunch of robbers across the street of the robbers.

ERIN

Huh. I’ll be damned. Shall we?

FINN

We shall. But…

ERIN

What?

FINN points to the tub of ice cream.

ERIN (cont’d)

Really?

FINN

Come on man. It’s my favorite flavor. Rocky Cookie Creme Road.

ERIN Come on Ice Cream Man.

ERIN jumps off the top of the apartment building. Does a superhero landing.

ERIN

You know they’re right, that does hell on your knees. Fuck. Finn?

He looked around for FINN. He suddenly drops down with the tub full of ice cream.

ERIN

Goddammit. Throw it away!

FINN leaves on the sidewalk and walks across the street. The robbers are breaking in at a small jewelry store. There are a bunch of robbers holding people at gunpoint. ERIN walks in with FINN following.

ROBBER 1

Put your hands up! No funny business! Are you eating ice cream?

ERIN turns to see FINN still with the tub of Rocky Cookie Creme Road. Holding a giant spoon.

ERIN

Goddammit, Finn!

FINN

Sorry.

ROBBER 1

Whatever! You two just stay down and don’t say a word. And handover your wallets, phones and that tub of ice cream.

FINN sets down the tub of ice cream and the giant spoon, then wipes his mouth with his sleeve. He then cracks his neck.

FINN

Ready?

ERIN

Yeah.

ERIN grabs the gun being pointed at him by ROBBER 1. ROBBER 1 shoots ERIN in the shoulder then grabs the gun.

ROBBER 1

What the?

ERIN crushes the gun like a piece of paper as he squeezed his fist. FINN runs toward ROBBER 2 & 3 and they shoot him repeatedly.

ROBBER 2

What are you two?

FINN

Just two immortal superheroes.

ERIN punches ROBBER 1 knocking him out. FINN grabs ROBBER 2’S gun and takes out the magazine as he throws both the unloaded gun in one direction and the magazine another. They miraculously hit ROBBERS 3 & 4. FINN & ERIN both look at ROBBER 2 and he just lies down in fear of the two immortal teenagers.

ERIN

That was easy.

LUCIAN/NARRATOR (V.O)

Too easy. You immortal dumbasses.

FINN & ERIN are dragged out and thrown out of the jewelry store window and into the street. This was the past LUCIAN as his face was not destroyed.

LUCIAN

Hello boys. Nice to see you two again.

FINN

Fuck you!

LUCIAN laughs maniacally. He vanishes.

LUCIAN/NARRATOR (V.O)

You two… (he laughs creepily) owe me a new face.

FINN pulls out the katana from the dance battle.

ERIN

How the fuck did you keep that? I thought you threw it away?

FINN

This jacket has hidden compartments. You really think I would throw a nice katana away?

LUCIAN/NARRATOR (V.O)

Shall I play some music?

FINN

Yes. Play Can’t Hold Me Down by GRiZ

LUCIAN/NARRATOR (V.O)

Fuck. As much as I want to play the song and the lack of music in this episode and it ends in a few pages. It’s pissing me off. The Author was super focused on getting you and asshole in your head here back to the present. The bastard had to write that my omniscience has limits. Don’t worry… I’ll get you all dual faced dumbasses, Ghost Boy, and Plant Lady and my big brother to top it all off.

FINN

We’ll stop you.

LUCIAN/NARRATOR (V.O)

Will you now? Well… what will you do without each other?

ERIN

What do you mean?

LUCIAN snaps his fingers. A portal opens up and ERIN gets pulled in. LUCIAN snaps his fingers one more time before leaving completely. Monsters began to be summoned. FINN now alone wields his katana and is now frightened. He stands in the middle of an ever-growing circle.

CUT TO

ERIN’S LOCATION

ERIN is in an unknown location. Surrounded by space blue and red. Knocked out he is on the ground on what seems to be a temple. Two cloaked figures in the blue and red stand before him.

CHRONAL MONK 1

He is here.

CHRONAL MONK 2

But his other half isn’t.

A man in what seems to be stranger robes and armor appears before the two.

CHRONO MONK 1

Paradox!

They kneel before him.

PARADOX

Half of our kings have arrived.

CUT TO

EDEN

ATHENA intrigued by the vault finds three weapons pertaining to original immortals

ATHENA

Time’s Chrono Scythe

A scythe mechanized to look like a clock.

ATHENA (cont’d)

Death’s Revenant Blade.

A transparent blade hybridized with different swords. A katana’s handle. The crossguards of a broadsword and a slightly curved blade that look lightning bolt. ATHENA comes across two gauntlets.

ATHENA (cont’d)

Life’s Flora Gauntlets…

She touches the gauntlets and feels her power surge through her hand. She looks on in amazement then smiles.

CUT TO

SPIRIT WORLD - TIME FIELDS

KHARON’S boat makes it to the TIME FIELDS, a couple acres of land stand before it. TAVEN leaves the boat and bids KHARON a goodbye. He walks on the patch of land and sees the Time Fields in the distance. A gate guards it with two Tick Tocks at the gate. The fields are patches of enormous portals opened from the ground.

TAVEN

Oh, fuck me.

TAVEN transforms into his spirit form and slowly floats to the goat.

CUT TO

ANCIENT TEMPLE - PRESENT DAY

LUCIAN sits within the temple.

LUCIAN/NARRATOR (V.O)

Here we are the last scene of the episode. First, the Author neglects the music, and me by writing that my omniscience has limits. And he focuses this episode on the three immortals. Goody Two Shoes is currently fighting monsters in the past. I sent The Asshole In His Head, God knows where. Acheron… sent the Ghost Boy to the Spirit World and Plant Lady to Eden… I’m going to kill them all. Not just this world, them first. They’ll all pay.

LUCIAN roars in anger and with the Aurora and his Shadow monster. They strike the air and open a portal.

LUCIAN

The Spirit World.

SHADOW

The Garden Of Eden.

Their voices sneer in amusement. LUCIAN looks to the audience.

LUCIAN

Author. You. Don’t. Have. Power. Over. Me.

LUCIAN looks to SHADOW and nods. They both jump in different portals. LUCIAN lands in the Spirit World. SHADOW in Eden’s desert outskirts.

LUCIAN & SHADOW

This is going to be interesting.

CUT TO BLACK

(END OF EPISODE 1)

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The Pranker Gets Pranked

April Fool’s!

Grian logged into the Hermitcraft server from his personal home world. He had taken a break from the server, just for a day or so, to enjoy some time off from the intense working and to brainstorm some plans for what he was going to do next after Sahara.

"Hello, my name is Grian and— whaaaaat the heck."

Now, he was FULLY aware of the date. April first: April Fool's.

He still was not expecting the entire Hermitcraft server to be missing?

He was on the spawn island, which was a problem, as Grian knew he did NOT log off here.

"Okay, so I know today is April Fool's, but... what happened here? I was planning on coming on and pranking the OTHERS, not being pranked myself! This isn't fair!"

Grian's "Did You Die?" Box stand made of light grey concrete powder was missing. The only thing there was a single block of the powder, and in the sky there was a single block of red stained glass where the random farm that was here was. The Nether Portal was still intact, but that was about it.

Grian glanced around and scratched his head in confusion.

"So I have no idea what's going on. I might as well go through the Nether Hub and see what else is weird..."

The builder hopped into the portal and watched as the magic purple film covered his vision, and the sounds of him warping to the hellish dimension and the swirls fading. He stepped out of the portal and was immediately surprised by a rather horrifying sight.

"What happened to the Nether hub?!"

Where there was once a wonderful, one-to-eight scale of their Season 6 world, there was now a grid of a sea- or jack-o-lantern, a block or a blue carpet, and a piece of grey stained glass. The blocks in-between were open and below them was the flat netherrack the hermits has spent the first six months of the season clearing out in their free time- and those blocks were spawnable. So in between the grids there were zombie pigmen galore, some wither skeletons, and the occasional blaze. The only things that seemed left alone were the Nether portals.

"All our hard work! The months that we spent working on this- well, others did, I just mined a couple hundred pieces of netherrack, but still!" Grian complained to his metaphorical viewers that would be watching his video later.

He turned to his portal and his shoulders sagged when he saw that the scale model of his base had been decided to birch fenceposts.

"Oh no, what happened to my base? This is not good... well forget what I was planning today, if the rest of the server if like this then I'm going around and seeing what disaster has come to the server," Grian chuckled, knowing fully well that Xisuma and likely a couple of others had set this up.

He stepped into his portal and waited the five seconds, before coming out in the overworld and stepping out of the purple-black frame.

And immediately falling into ocean.

Grian swam back up to the surface, coughing and sputtering.

"Oh come on!" He complained, treading water (which he had gotten very good at this season with the amount of ocean usage that they had been doing) and looking up at his base from the ocean. His vision was blurred from water on his glasses, which he quickly took off and cleaned to get the salt water off his lenses, although it really was useless when his sweater was soaked. He put them back on so that his footage matched his eyesight, and he gasped.

"My base!"

His base was basically nonexistent. The floor was missing, the walls in a random pattern, not even having the awkward grid of the Nether hub. There were two-by-two pillars of white concrete where his mob-spawning towers once were, and the smaller towers outside Grian's main base were single-block nerd poles of white concrete.

"This is insane..." Grian laughed to himself in sickening awe. "Everything is gone! My mess of chests, the mustache machine- oh, no, I see some stained glass still, oh nooooo..."

Grian swam away from his base to where he knew the massive ring around his base was supposed to be. He instead found a single-block wide circle in the surface water. Grian frowned and shook his head, before looking up at the complete mess that was now his wedding-cake tower to build height.

"This is SUCH a mess, guys... I can't believe this. How long did it take for the guys to do this? Did they use WorldEdit? TNT? To be honest, this look like mass amount of TNT usage. If they destroyed my base with TNT, I'm okay with that to be honest. It's my favorite block! Don't worry guys, I have the world save from before this mess, I'll just play Hermitcraft on single player now!"

He withheld evil giggles, knowing that there was of course people who did not realize the date and thought that this entire thing was literal. Grian was set up by the other hermits to pull some real pranks on his viewers, and he was still totally going to find ways to prank hermits before the day was done. But he had to keep in character- bursting into laughter at his dastardly schemes was going to give those schemes away!

"I need to go see other's bases! Xisuma's! False's! Mumbo's!" He gasped dramatically, "what happened to the Mumball?!"

The builder leapt off the ring and took off toward's his fellow Architech's base. the Architech station was mostly untouched, with the station rails still there but the bridges extending to and from on both sides of the platform were nonexistent, making it looks like some sort of strange ocean rig. It took not even five seconds further for the destruction of Grian's neighbor to come into view.

"Oh noooooo," Grian laughed sadly, "His storage system!"

The frame of the (SLIGHTLY squished) spherical base was completely intact. The glass all seemed to be smashed, including the glass that held the water for Mumbo's storage system IN the system. Water flooded the pathways between the chests and down onto the city of farms below.

"This is tragic..." the builder groaned as he flew over the sphere, not wanting to land in any water. Bumbo Balloni, the all-seeing entity levitating at the top of Mumbo's power beam, was missing half his faces and the snow golems inside were wandering the four micro biomes behind the rows of chests.

"Mumbo? Mumbo are you here? Mumbo Jumbo! Mumboooooooooooo! Do I need to start singing the AFK song? Mumbo Jumbo you are not-where-you-needtobeeee... Okay that was even worse than me singing when I was sick. Don't remix that. Oh no, now I'm going to get a sugarcane song too, no! I should really stop talking now..."

Grian spotted something in one of the buildings underneath the main build. He gasped in delight and dived down to it- Mumbo's garden where his bed was.

"Mumbo! Come look at what happened to your base! It's insane!" Grian exclaimed, hoping that by not mentioning April Fool's he might be able to get the spoon. However, he came to a sudden stop when he saw what he thought had been Mumbo Jumbo.

An armor stand, dressed in dark grey dyed leather armor, with a Mumbo head on top, having been edited by the magic book to have arms and look like like a player standing still.

Grian stared at the stand.

Then he gave a fake sob and fell over the armor stand. "Mumbo, no! You've been turned into an armor stand! The horror! Am I the only hermit not an armor stand because I went home for a day? What a cruel turn of events! Wow, I sound like Joe," he laughed to himself, before shaking his head.

"Alright, this has been very funny, but I don't know what to do now. Keep touring the server? I'm the only one online, it's going to get boring without anyone else to... interact with, and figure out what happened to the server..." Grian almost said "prank" which would have given away the veil of obliviousness that it was April Fool's.

His phone buzzed in his black skinny jeans pocket. Fishing it out, there was a server notification and a text.

xisumavoid joined the game.

<xisumavoid> what happened to my base?!

<xisumavoid> Grian! What did you do?!

<xisumavoid> there's guardians everywhere!

xisumavoid was slain by Guardian using magic.

<xisumavoid> meet me at shopping district. Right now.

"I'm going to be in so much trouble for something I didn't even do," Grian groaned, "I'll tell him when I meet him. This wasn't me OR the man in the chicken costume!"

Grian announced this to his camera and took off the small island that was dwarfed by the size of the build placed on it.

"This is a mess as well! Oh no! The stock exchange, iTrade, Tek to the Skies- my pickle shop!"

There was different types of disaster at each location. The Nether hub was a grid, Grian's base was spaghetti, Mumbo's base was waterlogged, and now it seemed that the entire shopping district had WorldEdit cutouts of the shops so that there was only half the build standing, whether vertically or horizontally.

"I have no words..." Grian murmured to himself. Not only that, but he was also running out of things to say without sounding repetitive of his and Mumbo's bases' reactions.

He landed in the plaza with the Nether portal outside iTrade and looked around.

"Xisuma? Look, I know you're mad, but I'm just as confused! I thought this was you getting at me?" He called aloud.

No reply.

Grian frowned. "Xisuma?"

The Nether portal warbled and spat out fuming turtle man.

"Grian, I don't know WHAT you did-"

"It wasn't me!"

"I swear if you said it was the man in the chicken costume-"

"It wasn't? My base has been reduced to nerd poles! Why would I do that to myself?" Grian asked. Xisuma stopped pointing angrily at the builder and a confused look entered his eyes behind the purple visor.

"Who did then?" X demanded. Grian shrugged.

"How should I know? I haven't been on in two days!"

"Oh my days..." X put his hand on his helmet and look to the sky. "I don't understand..."

They stood in silence for a while, unsure of what to do or say in this mess.

"Are you sure YOU'RE not trying to get at me?"

"Ugh, you fools are so dense... if neither of you did it, who do you think did?"

Grian and Xisuma both jumped at the voice that sounded slightly like the one in green, but not at the same time. They spun around to see...

"HELLO GRIAN"

The other said something that shouldn't be repeated in a PG-oneshot.

Grian's blood ran cold at seeing himself with black soulless eyes.

"NPC?! I just saw you at home!"

"And I thought I banned you, Evil Xisuma! Get off my server!" X ordered.

"And what gives you the right to order me around?"

"LET US BUILD A RUSTIC HOUSE"

"NOPE!" Grian immediately protested and turned to walk away, but when he turned around the alternate version of himself was behind him, red eyes glowing.

"On second thought I'll stay!" The builder squeaked. X raised an eyebrow at Grian but said nothing.

"You see this glorious chaos we caused?" Evil Xisuma announced, waving his arm to the demolished shopping district, "you think this is your server still? No! I am the admin of Hermitcraft now!"

"AND I AM THE BUILDER NOW GRIAN" NPC Grian likely would have had the same victorious, malicious grin that Evil X did if he were able to.

Grian and X glanced to each other, likely having the same question about this alter of the other.

You never said anything about a doppelganger?

The admin in red chuckled and held up a hand.

"Well boys, it's been a good run. But the Hermitcraft server is mine now," Evil X grinned. "Say goodbye to your precious world."

"GOODBYE"

Grian started to meekly protest, hoping to find a way to reason with his AI counterpart and this other version of Xisuma. But EX snapped his fingers and NPC Grian blinked, his red eyes flashing for just a moment, and then everything disappeared.

Grian shook his head, feeling lightheaded, and glanced around to find himself in the vaguely familiar cityscape of the HUB for all players.

Xisuma groaned, evidently suffering the same effects of being forced out of a server as well.

"Oh my days, what happened?"

"I got no clue man. But either this April Fool's prank has gone very wrong or we just lost," Grian sighed. "Calling it now, things will be back to normal by morning..."

X grunted in irritation. "I know I was in on PART of this, but not everything! I think we might have just lost Hermitcraft! And if I'm not admin anymore, then I can't rollback the server or kick Evil X and whoever your dude was and... and..."

Grian decided to not inform the not-Doom guy that he was one hundred percent that most of this was a prank. He simply pushed up his recording glasses on his nose, making sure they were still recording X's panic, smirking to himself that this was going to make a great video by the end of the day.

There's a few perks to being known as a prankster. I can't let this oppertunity be passed up now, can I?

Evil X withheld his laughter until both his partners had used the /kick command to kick Grian and his counterpart from the server. They both disappeared before his eyes, and he immediately burst out in hysterics, holding his knees and being unable to see from tears.

"That was priceless!"

"I AGREE THAT WAS VERY FUNNY" NPC Grian agreed in his robotic tone. "I THINK IT IS TIME TO RETURN TO MY CLOSET NOW"

"Awww, not gonna stay to mess with Grian more?" DocM asked the AI, sounding slightly disappointed.

"IT IS TIME FOR ME TO GO HOME"

"You sure you're going to be safe if you go back home?" Python asked, "Won't Grian do something?"

"I WILL LIKELY GET YELLED AT AND THEN HE WOULD LAUGH HE LIKES PRANKS AND WAS TALKING OF APRIL FOOL'S EARLIER"

"Aw, so we didn't get him. Damn," EX grumbled.

"I don't know man, he seemed pretty startled to see NPG over there," Doc chuckled and nodded to the AI. "It's good to finally get back at him for the stunts he's pulled on me."

EX felt grim satisfaction knowing that there was someone else out there who got enjoyment out of seeing people suffer in retribution for something they did to them. The scientist-creeper-cyborg-thing gave off the sort of sinister and intelligent vibes that EX could appreciate. The red creeper hybrid had a more mischievous vibe than sinister, but had been more welcoming to EX and NPC Grian for their short time on the server than some of the other hermits that had taken notice of them for the prank in the hours they had been waiting for Grian, and partially by chance Xisuma, to come online.

"I guess I'll be going as soon as Mr. X realizes he's still admin and will re-ban me and revoke your powers I hacked you," Evil X assumed, slightly sad but also knowing he totally deserved it for pulling this thing again.

"See you around then, I guess," Doc said rather duly and then headed for the Nether portal.

Python waved and NPC Grian, unable to really give a farewell, simply disappeared.

EX sighed, shaking his head, and took out the devices he stole from normal Xisuma and logged off the server before he could be so rudely kicked like he had many times before.

"NPC! HOW DARE YOU!"

"HELLO GRIAN WANT TO BUILD A RUSTIC HOUSE"

"NO! I WANT TO KNOW HOW YOU MANAGED TO PULL THAT OFF?!"

"IT WAS NOT MY IDEA ASK EVIL XISUMA"

"I hate that I know you're lying but I can't get it out of you..."

"I KNOW GRIAN"

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Word count: 2738

Latin version didn’t let me keep that last part with NPG and Grian ;^;

Happy (well, now it's belated, but it wasn't yesterday) April Fool's!

#hermitcraft #april fools #april fools 2019 #english #grian #xisuma #xisumavoid #npcgrian #docm77 #evilxisuma #pythonmc #becca writes

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bolbianddolanhouse · 5 years

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BNHA self insert AU Character info: Jin Matsui

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Name: Jin Matsui age: 15 gender: Male sexuality: Cis-gender, Asexual quirk: Portal school: UA high class: Intelligence Courses (Secret Service section of the school, tho not canon, is a lesser known section of UA with small class sizes)

Likes: Memes, coffee, technology, eggs

Dislikes: Jump scares, bullies, the foster care system, butts

Quirk:

What it does: summon portals to transport self/anything/anyone from point A to point B

flaw/limit:

1) Max portal size is at 50,000 sqft before complete exhaustion. 2) point B portal destination can be anywhere in the world but never 100% the exact location (i.e. if he’s portaling to school, he’d end up in the middle of the school field instead of the front gate) 3) If being careless or not in the best mental state, point B is going to be a random location in the world.

About the family:

unknown since he was separated from his parents at 3 years old. All he knows:

he was the youngest of at least 8 children

he was born in Korea

his father was a wanted criminal that was responsible for the disappearances of heavy debt individuals in Korea and Mongolia

His mother is a suspected accomplice of the father’s crimes

Has an uncle on his father side that resides in Seoul but wants nothing to do with him because of his father

Combat techniques and preferences:

With his quirk, he makes a good mode of transport and escape but bad in combat. He’s more of the tech and detonate of the team. If put in a combat situation, his choice technique is kickbox-y and uses blades. Prefers to not to be put in the position to choose life or death UNLESS it involves Ita and/or Mimi, then he’d do anything to save them. Good at strategy but not on par with Ita, often you’d find them butting heads on what the plan should be.

About :

Son of criminal parents in Korea and youngest of 8, Jin didn’t grow up in the best household. When his quirk first manifested at 3 years old, he accidentally transported himself to Yougin from his discreet home in Suncheon. Wasn’t long before social workers found him and tried to reconnect him to his family. DNA testing lead them to his uncle in Seoul but didn’t want anything to do with Jin because of his criminal father. Since then he’s been bounced around foster homes and deemed unadoptable because of his anti-socialness. Though gifted and being well-behaved, people wanted an energetic and sporty boy. At 12 years old, he got placed in foster home with an abusive parent, so when he found the opportunity, he escaped with only his birth certificate, school ID, money from a pawned item he stole and a Japanese to Korean language book. He portaled himself to the nearest dock, snuck into an imports boat heading to Japan with some food rations and studied up on Japanese so he live his new life. Upon arriving, social workers in Japan couldn’t send him back since he entered under asylum so they worked around it and sent him to a Boys’ House (or ひきこもり housing) and enrolled him in Middle school. Being top of the class made him pursue to enroll in Intelligence Programs and got accepted to UA with full ride.

School life:

Similar to Ita’s academic test out of most general studies but english. Very good and studious, social circle limited to pretty much just Ita and Mimi. Everyone else in their class is alright to work with but always wants to be in a group with Ita and Mimi. Always the outlandish and extra one when it comes to projects. When doing quirk training, he has to monitor and track a ball with a tracking device to control the point B portal location. Likes to pull pranks on the upperclassmen, just because. Likes to party but not too hard with all of Intelligence kids. Prefers to type his notes than write them. Lived in a Boy’s Home until the introduction of dorms.

Uniform and Costume:

He just wears the uniform as it was meant to, nothing special to look different aside from a flag pin. For costume, he designed his to be long sleeved and full leg jump suit with touch screen compatible gloves, weightless slip ons and half face googles. Agent number (21) and flag on the front breast pocket. PE clothes are the same as Ita’s but with their last name and flag.

Fun details:

Often talks in memes and goes into random meme dance. Though seen as a kid genius, he craves affection and LOVES to be babied. Can cook and likes to cook for ONLY Ita and Mimi. Jin considers Ita and Mimi as his family and cares for them when they’re suffering. His background picture on his phone is the three of them getting trashed at the 1st kickback of the semester with their class (a classmate took the picture and sent it to him the next day). Toys with robotics and AI on his own time. Remember that lizard that ran into the class on the first day? Jin kept it as a pet and trained it to shoot a gun along with other stunts, he named him Zippy because ‘he go fast’. If he didn’t pursue being in the secret service, he would’ve gone for engineering and developing for practial robotics. Matsui isn’t his family name but a name of an appliance company that he adopted as his own as a young teen. When he gets sleep deprived (often with Ita and Mimi) at day 3 of no sleep, he doesn’t talk in any language, only in rythmic screeches and dance that only Ita knows to interpret.

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Thanks for reading my lil character info on my babyboi Jin (uwu)! I based his character image off of Hobi from BTS (I’m not k-pop trash, theres a meme floating around of Hobi that says ‘please don’t eat my ass sprits’). Mimi will be next but after chapter 2. I have more OCs in this AU but more on them when they get introduced.

OCs: Itati * Mimi

Chapter 1 * 2

#bhna #mha #self insert au #oc #jin matsui #will update regularly #ask me anything #bnha quirks #not canon

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mr-gooseyshoes · 6 years

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(ASKS ARE OPEN!!! Version 1.1. The original should be referred to as ‘Version 1.0’. Full size of the regular version [3000x1000] in my Sta.sh!

Feel free to ask these guys questions! Or maybe roleplay with any of them. I have enough spare time for both! 😊

Anything with an asterisk is IRL or other matters involving the character.

‘COO’ stands for ‘country of origin’, ‘COR’ stands for ‘country of residence’.)

Info on each character, prepare for a long read.

🍰 Mr. Gooseyshoes 🎸

Full name: Yvan August Gooseyshoes (Originally nameless, then titled ‘Clumsy One’, then was eventually given his current name.)

Species: Humanoid toon

Height: 4'4 ft

Est. age: Mid-late 20s / Canonical birthday: August 31st / ‘Creation date’: Same day, 1931

COO: France 🇫🇷

COR: United States 🇺🇸

True origin*: (When I decided to play around with my Robloxian’s look, I made the limbs and torso different colors: left arm green, right arm red, torso blue, left leg white, right leg black. At the time, I couldn’t easily determine his gender, but he was undoubtedly male-presenting. This dated back between 2013 and -15, possibly making him the ‘youngest’ member.)

Beginning: Starting off in black & white comics translated from French, Yvan was a mischievous slapstick character with a lack of common sense. He had companions; his cousin Kenneth (can also be called ‘Ken’ or ‘Kenny’), and a rogue clown named Barry. He was the clumsiest of all, and was (and still is!) known to swing large items around, knocking the other two over; this lead to a fight, but they made up later.

(cont.) Despite the antics and mean-spirited remarks the two made at strangers without him, Yvan mostly stuck to jokes and harmless pranks…when he’s not accidentally being hit in the face with planks and canes. There were even colored animated shorts of the three, a series which only lasted a couple of years due to budget problems; the three went their separate ways, until meeting again decades later.

📖 Ollie 🎶

Full name: Oliviero Percy Rigatoni (Originally just ‘Oliviero’)

Species: Humanoid toon

Height: 4'3 ft

Est. age: Mid-late 20s / Canonical birthday: September 18th / ‘Creation date’: Same day, 1971

COO: Italy 🇮🇹

COR: United States 🇺🇸

True origin*: (I drew a picture of a man with blue skin and reddish-pink eyes, somewhat like the current design. The only things that haven’t changed are his hair and eyes. This estimates back to 2011.)

Beginning: N/A (TFW you’re too mentally exhausted to continue writing stories about your own characters. Don’t worry, I’ll get to it!)

⛪ Doug the Dog 🎼

Full name: Douglas Noah Beagle

Species: Anthro dog toon

Height: 3'2 ft

Est. age: Early 30s / Canonical birthday: May 21st / ‘Creation date’: Same day, 1994

COO: United States 🇺🇸

COR: See ‘COO’

True origin*: (In this universe, he’s a toon; but in the real world? He’s an arts & crafts sockpuppet from my old church, hence why I gave him a cross and halo. He doesn’t have his ears, but the hair is there. I also based the sweater off his sock design, making the brown a little darker so it didn’t look weird. Est. 2004-5, making him the ‘oldest’.)

Beginning: There was a drop of Christian faith in the neighborhood. A local church had lost a lot of members over the years, the lack of interest among youth causing too many seats to go unfilled. Thanks to 3 of the churchgoers having a knack for drawing; they passed around ideas back and forth until eventually settling with Doug and his family; his father Harry, his uncle Rufus, and eventually, Roxanne in “Episode 10: Someone I Know Isn’t A Christian. What Do I Do?”. They already had their own website, and Flash animation was all the rage at the time!

(cont.) Was it easy? Not really. But Doug did have fans, even receiving letters from a few of them straight to the church nearly daily. The makers received a lot of attention across the web, the cartoon dog being loved for several different reasons; his important life lessons, his adorable appearance, his kindness, and his relatable nature. Some news: As all 3 animators started raising families of their own, the responsibility of running the series went to younger members so that the original ones could spend time with their kids. (A lot of time passed since 1994. They were 14, 15 and 16 upon starting; the 9 new members are all between 15 and 30.)

📼 Troy ⚽

Full name: Troy Nate Donaldson

Species: Cyclops-esque toon

Height: 3'10 ft

Est. age: 13 years 🔞 / Canonical birthday: December 9th / ‘Creation date’: Same day, 1979 (First televised 1985. Seems he’s been a youngin for an awfully long time…)

COO: United States 🇺🇸

COR: See ‘COO’

True origin*: (Like Ollie, he started off as a drawing; I even drew him with a tornado for a mouth once. The only differences being that I gave him longer hair up front, and a wardrobe unlike his original one.)

Beginning: Two brothers had a great idea for a show; animated figures cross into the real world via portal, walking into the backyard of a human kid named Jesse. Troy would be seen exploring elements foreign to him; such as ladybugs, soccer balls, and the grass being green. Because of time limits, Troy was never given a mouth outside of concept art, which meant not worrying about lip syncing when they had other things to do.

(cont.) Jesse taught Troy how to play 1-on-1 soccer, then taught him how to spell larger words such as ‘dictionary’ and ‘encyclopedia’. The show also had montages of Jesse chasing after the one-eyed people (including Troy), which was a running gag involving disguises and leaving messes behind. The show ended in 1990, 5 years after its first episode, as there was no more of the story to tell. To this day, he is still a child by choice.

📚 Mrs. Donaldson 🍇

Full name: Athena Jessica Donaldson

Species: Cyclops-esque toon

Height: 5'2 ft

Est. age: Mid-to-late 30s / Canonical birthday: April 15th / ‘Creation date’: December 12th, 1979 (First televised 1985.)

COO: United States 🇺🇸

COR: See ‘COO’

True origin*: (I thought of a beautiful cyclops-looking woman. Smart, too. She just popped up into my brain while drawing some art.)

Beginning: Before becoming an art teacher, Mrs. Donaldson was a guardian of her hometown (in our world, that’s like being a cop), making sure no one suffered as a result of crime. One day, she felt that Troy needed to be educated about alternate dimensions, which led her to take him to a vastly different version of America; or more specifically, a human family’s backyard in Tennessee. While the location was random, the weather was just right. Unfortunately, the portal was open for too long, a bunch of Troy and Athena’s people ran out from it with joy, then it closed behind them indefinitely. Due to the fuel inside of the portal wand being extremely hard to find in this dimension, they were gonna be stuck here for a while.

(cont.) They were not ones to panic so quickly; instead, they sought out knowledge and resources from this different Earth. She played the role of protecting these people before, and would gladly do it again. Athena did not star in as many episodes as her son did, her count being 283 out of 294. She also taught morals when not teaching the basics of art, ranging from honesty to sharing. Parents complained about her old outfit, so the brothers had to put her in what she wears now to avoid being cancelled before wrapping things up.

💷 Ken 🚬

Full name: Kenneth Joseph Cross

Species: Humanoid toon

Height: 4'3.5 ft

Est. age: Early-to-mid 20s / Canonical birthday: March 4th / ‘Creation date’: August 31st, 19??

COO: United Kingdom 🇬🇧 (Made by a Frenchman, though.)

COR: See ‘COO’ (Sometimes goes to America, but only to visit relatives.)

True origin*: (Okay, so I thought ‘Why not draw a guy with a large grin/frown?’ I sometimes pictured him in black & white stripes as well, but maybe I’ll use that kind of design for his pre-color days.)

Beginning: N/A

🎭 “Barry The Buffoon” 🔨

Full name: Fionnbharr Patrick Emmett (Originally nameless, then only titled as “The Buffoon”, then was eventually given his current name.)

Species: Humanoid toon

Height: 4'1 ft

Est. age: Mid-to-late 30s / Canonical birthday: May 6th / ‘Creation date’: August 31st, 1931

COO: Scotland (Made by a Frenchman, though. No Scottish flag emoji? Boo. ;n;)

COR: See ‘COO’

True origin*: (I was inspired from watching some cartoon shorts from the 20s and 30s, mainly B&W ones. Plus, I wanted to give this random clown a meaningful role.)

Beginning: N/A

🍮 Buford 🐕

Full name: Sir Buford of Birmingham XIV (the 14th)

Species: Quadruped dog toon

Height: 1'3 ft

Est. age: Bet. 1-5 years / Canonical birthday: September 1st / ‘Creation date’: January 29th, 2003

COO: England 🇬🇧

COR: United States 🇺🇸

True origin*: (I imagined Yvan having a talking dog who truly loved his master, making sure he was happy and healthy. I hope he actually looks like a Scottish terrier, or at least some kind of terrier breed/mix.)

Beginning: Sir Buford was one of the secondary antagonists of a show called “Canines Out Of Line", an ongoing series about bipedal dogs breaking the law, spending money carelessly, and doing things I shouldn’t mention. (equivalent rating of TV-14) Buford was a dog that gained the ability to speak by accidentally eating a dog treat, which his then-owner pulled out of a strange beaker containing unnamed chemicals. It was meant to be thrown out, but Dr. Mecha (no medical degree) wasn’t fast enough. She marvelled at how her pet (at the time) started talking like an Englishman, taking notes on his newfound vocal abilities.

(cont.) Sadly, when word spread around the neighborhood about a talking dog, the COOL blew up Dr. Mecha’s lab and tried to force Buford to join; he refused, and was held hostage. He fought them off, escaped back to his home, and came back to see the female scientist who cared for him still alive, making it a happy-ish ending. Despite that, things only got darker from there. From the start, he was determined to bring C.O.O.L. down, one way or another.

More characters coming soon?

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kyulkyungs · 7 years

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SEVENTEEN: Superpower!AU

I randomly started to think about this after talking about me wanting to sonic scream every second of my life.

Long! Under the cut/keep reading.

S.Coups - Barriers/Shields

I didn’t want to give him something clunky or cliche like super speed or strength??? (sorry if i offended anyone D: )

But hear me out

Not only can he block attacks with his barriers, he can use them for offensive purposes too?

He can create multiple at a time with not a lot of effort due to practice, so the added force of hitting each barrier with another barrier works like those collision balls in physics?

My idea of physics is not generally sound though, but if this can work then yeah??? (I mean, I ended up with a C in my honors freshman physics class and refused to go into regular classes b/c my ego but)

He can also make those barriers sturdy enough to put things on

Need a trip to the fourth floor from the outside? Done. Want to catch something from falling from the tenth floor? Done. Gotta walk over some puddle and don’t wanna go around? Sure, Jeonghan. Done.

Okay but listen to this

The barrier’s color or opacity depends on whatever Seungcheol decides

If he wants privacy he can make them dark colored and opaque

If he want to prank someone and have them run into a barrier he makes them totally clear

If he wants to be a weirdo and color a random wall puke colored? Okay that works too

Can make different shapes of barriers as well

The most common ones made are circular or rounded ones and flat ones

As a surprise for the other members, he asked DK to help him make as many tiny little light balls as he could and then trapped those balls in little barriers

They looked like stars and it made all the members really happy

It was super tiring for both of them but Seungcheol felt like it was worth it to see all those smiles and some teary eyes (it was totally not him that teared up, nope)

Once was able to trap some members that were fighting in a small barrier until they made up

S.Coups is also very protective of the other members and people he’s very close to, so this would work out nicely I think

He’s the force that protects the others, but he’s also the pillar of support that allows everyone else to be able to function

Jeonghan - Mind Control/Manipulation

I felt like this was some sort of given?

With whoever Jeonghan makes eye contact with he has complete control over

He can be pretty lazy so this works out pretty well

And being one of the oldest, a lot of times it’s hard for the others to not look him in the eye respectfully (at least that’s one of the signs of respect for me)

Even though it really takes locking eyes with him, Jeonghan has to put quite a bit of focus into his power to make sure they stay under his control

But he can maintain it for a hefty amount of time

The longest someone’s been under is ~36 hours and it was Hoshi because he accidentally sat on Jeonghan’s stomach while he was taking a nap somewhere

It hurt a lot lol

He can also control multiple people at a time, but that’s more straining that one person, so he can’t do it for too long

The more time he spends controlling someone the more fatigued he gets, but if he puts a lot of his focus and effort into it the results last longer

You can’t tell, probably because you’re under his control by then, but whenever Jeonghan uses his power his eye color gets slightly lighter???

The lighter it is the more under the influence you are, so it’s like a glow stick

That’s a bad comparison lmao

But you can tell it’s wearing out when his eye color returns to normal or gets darker

If he wanted to he could probably control an army of people for however long he wanted to but

“Nah, too much work, maybe next time”

Not a lot of people can fight against his mind control, usually they’re able to if they’re inflicted a wound or feel immense pain

Mingyu is usually the one to get out the quickest because he has enough control over himself to throw himself into a wall and break the connection completely

Jeonghan doesn’t even try anymore at this point

Sometimes he makes eye contact with Mingyu just to see him throw himself into the wall and then walk away like nothing happened

Sometimes he does take control of Mingyu and makes him throw himself into the wall because he used his clones to wake him up from a nap by crowding in a circle and screaming

Joshua - Lucid Dreaming/Dream Control

Being able to control his own dreams isn’t really a power, lucid dreaming I know is possible, but he can control other people’s dreams as well

He can also put them “under a spell”

Basically he can knock them out and control their dreams too if they’re not already asleep, like, he can make them fall asleep by his own will

The only thing is that he has to be touching the person one way or another to travel into their dream and control it, and his body on the outside reality world is asleep too and almost frozen in time?

The way to break the connection is to disturb Joshua while he’s in the dream world

A bump, shove, anything will do as long as you manage to move him some

Think of it like Ino Yamanaka from Naruto, how she can do that mind control jutsu thing? Yeah. Her body drops whenever she does that, except Joshua is able to remain standing a little bit

This is effective for stopping someone or buying time for the others because the person being affected can’t overpower Joshua’s dream control unless they can lucid dream too

Even if they can, it’s really hard because this is Joshua’s thing, you feel me?

His favorite thing to do in his own dreams is to create entirely new worlds and just play around with that

Sometimes he creates his own animals

He scared himself awake because combining an ostrich with a weasel and a dolphin was not exactly the best combination for him

He likes the magical type of feelings for his dreams, so he often asks Vernon about plants to make it seem a lot better

He also likes to set the stages of his favorite animes and sometimes creates the characters too! It’s a little harder to create 3D versions of 2D animated people though

If Joshua’s feeling adventurous, he’ll travel into the other’s dreams and play around with them

Jeonghan was not amused when his dreamland got turned into some huge raccoon telling him about the pros and cons about frog mating

Joshua keeps telling Jeonghan that that was actually a dream and he had no part of that

Controlling dreams also means that Joshua can create nightmares, which sometimes scares himself because he doesn’t want to have to do that to anybody

He’s had his own accidents happen in his own dreams by creating nightmares for him. The ostrich-weasel-dolphin... dolseltrich? Well, that was tame enough for him at least, but there has been some pretty dark stuff where he doesn’t like to talk about it if you try to bring it up

He talks to the other 95 liners about them sometimes about that

Junhui - Teleportation/Portal Manipulation

I wasn’t sure what to give him, but for some reason I saw that this really fit???

Think of it as Goblin (The Great and Lonely God), the KDRAMA, where he can teleport to another place using a door

For example, he’s in one area. Opens a door, walks through, whole different area.

Except he can do this with any frame like structure?

A window, car door, subway door, picture frame, empty door frame even. As long as it’s some sort of frame structure, he can do it

He prefers using doors with the actual door because it causes the least suspicion and he feels a lot cooler for some reason

Jun can travel to anywhere he wishes as long as he’s been there, there’s a frame where he is, and there’s a frame on the other side

It doesn’t take a lot of effort because he’s done it so many times to just escape from one place and go relax in another

He frequents going to his neighborhood in his hometown and just walking around

It’s possible for him to bring someone else along, but they have to be touching him somewhere and him focusing on them coming along

It feels super weird for the other person though

For Jun it feels like he’s just continuing to walk through a door like normal, but for the other person it feels like they just went through a heavy amount of air pressure no matter where they get teleported to

It’s bearable enough, but once Minghao threw up because of it

The first time Jun discovered he could teleport was when he was going to be late for school and ran out the front door, only to crash into one of his classmates at school

After that he abused his power like crazy lol

Always agreed to go whenever his mom asked him to go to the store because it gave him a chance to use his power

For some reason he just loves it and wants to use it every chance he gets?

Like he walked under a ladder once and instead of coming out the other side like a normal person who’s about to experience some bad luck, he waltzes into his friend’s bathroom where his friend is pooping

Then he just walks out with a cheeky smile and he’s home while the last thing he heard was his friend hurriedly flushing and angrily yelling

“Lol, what? I was never there while you were pooping???”

Has gotten into so much trouble by his mom for so many things

“Junhui, did you walk into the teacher’s conference room again?”

“LmAO goTTa blAST”

Likes to sneak into the other member’s rooms and lock it right when they come by and try to open it

Hoshi - Blood Manipulation

The first thing I thought of when trying to decide on something for Hoshi. That and I was looking through my old picture files and saw Mirai Kuriyama from Beyond the Boundary/Kyoukai no Kanata

But can you imagine Hoshi holding this really gnarly sword made of blood???

Can also control the blood of others but it’s slightly harder if it’s not his own

Really handy in situations where he has to stop heavy blood flow coming out of a nasty wound. He’s saved Mingyu and Vernon from Dino before and had to reassure the youngest that the damage wasn’t that great, even though it kind of was :(

He loves to wield dual swords because he thinks it makes him look super cool and like one of those protagonists in those animes

It kind of does and Joshua likes to play around with him in the anime dreamlands from time to time

He used to be terrified of blood before finally being able to have at least some control over his powers because there was an accident involving his teacher at a school

The teacher slipped and banged their head, causing blood to start pouring out and he felt so useless just standing there so he tried to do something

He panicked and jumped when someone tried to pull him back because his hands were just getting bloody, then he managed to turn the teacher’s blood into a weapon and nearly impaled the child

He cried

Eventually was able to come to terms with his power and just practice in order to tell himself that everything was okay and that he could totally control it

He would refuse to make a weapon out of the other member’s blood if they offered in a time of battle because he just can’t do that after using the teacher’s blood that one time

It’s often very taxing on himself and his body too since he’s using his own blood, and a great amount of it too, to make not one but two lengthy swords

He names all of his “moves” and thinks they’re the coolest ever???

“Check this out! I call this ‘Blood Rain’“

“Cool, man. That’s literally you turning your swords into multiple little pellets and making them rain”

“I know, man. It can be really scary though because I can control where they end up”

“Oh my gosh, man. You’re right”

“I know, man”

“Man...”

Wonwoo - Ability to freeze time

I felt like invisibility was a little too cliche (again, sorry if I offended you!!!! :( )

Wonwoo can only stop time for a little while, maybe up to ~3 hours if he really felt like it

He can’t go forward or back in time, just stop it

Too much makes him super fatigued and nauseous

It really only affects him though, so it’s hard to make time stop with others too

When he does get tired though and randomly cuts out of his frozen time frame, it may look like he teleported, which his power if often easily mistaken for

Uses this to get away with a lot of things

“Wonwoo did you wash the dishes yet?”

“Yeah”

“I just looked and-”

“Lol look again”

is2g this kid lol

Also takes advantage of messing with the other members

One second there’s Woozi reading or something, the next second he has both fingers in his nose and the book it on top of his head at some weird position. Wonwoo always has the camera ready and then runs out in the frozen time frame before he can get caught

The colors slightly dull whenever Wonwoo goes into a time frame, which he doesn’t really like so he tries not to stay in the time frame for too long

At random times when he’s bored will Wonwoo just randomly freeze time and look at his surroundings and maybe laugh at someone’s face if they’re making a weird expression

Has tons of photos of those weird expressions of the members and shenanigans

Whenever someone says something like “Watch out!” Wonwoo will immediately go into a time frame by reflex and look around for whatever

He’s saved quite a number of kids in his school days from getting hit in the head with a ball

Like Jun, he likes to take advantage of his power and lock doors before the others can open it, but he does this to Jun as well or slips in just before Jun can lock it

Likes to talk with Vernon about plants and sometimes spends his time in the garden area because even in the dulled out world the bright greens and colorful flowers always seem so vibrant?

That’s why he loves the garden so much too

Asks Vernon to grow him some flowers every now and then and Vernon is always like “yes, more babies, thanks”

Woozi - Wings/Flight

Not exactly a power, I’d say, but wings are really cool!!!!

He can control what wings come from his back, for example he wants the wings of an albatross? Yeah!! Bat wings? Sure thing! Hummingbird? Boom, also gets the proper back muscles to support such quick movements

It’s a very complex process though, so it’s almost like shapeshifting but not fully

Woozi has to be able to know the muscle and bone structure of the wings he wants to use, which require a lot of memory, biology, and logic usage

He’s the team’s aerial support so he feels like if something happens with the team that he could’ve stopped, he’d be to blame since he has a great advantage and the best view out of all of the members

His favorite wings are owl wings because he finds them the easiest to form

Because he’s so used to flying around, Woozi walks a little funky and sometimes can’t sit still when he has nothing to do

He’s constantly busy though, so that’s not too much of a problem

Has a habit of making really small wings appear whenever he’s working because he feels like if he doesn’t practice at least a little bit everyday he’ll be at a disadvantage and bring the team down

Also has a habit of wrapping his wings around a member when they’re both sleepy. It works like a big fluffy blanket

He sheds feathers lol

“Woozi, are you trying to stuff our pillows?”

“Shut up, give me that”

Stores all of the feathers in some huge box for some reason, says its a reminder that his powers are real and not just some dream

In reality he just wants to make this really big blanket stuffed with feathers for all the members to use at the same time to keep warm

He was some really developed back muscles (bREATHES HEAVilY), and slightly alternated ones because of using those wings so much

Overall pretty developed because using those wings requires a LOT of strength and willpower to get off of the ground

He’s learned how to use the wings as weapons as well, even taking advantage of some loose feathers and swinging his wings at an angle so that they fly off and directly into something

It’s really scary how accurate he’s become, like, bulls eyes for days, 360 no scope

His wings are generally very large to help with lifting off of the ground so it’s hard to get into compact places with him, which puts him at a disadvantage when against someone

But if you are in a compact area that leads into an open space in some way or another, be careful or you might find yourself stuck in that tiny place with a bunch of feathers impaled to the walls

Honestly really admires birds and has at least several books just dedicated to birds stowed away somewhere

Likes to freely fly whenever he has the time, yet he claims he’s practicing

Took Chan flying once and then it became a weekly thing since he kept asking and Woozi actually really enjoyed the company of someone up there with him

Also likes to fly in dreams with Joshua

DK - Light/Brightness Manipulation

I felt like this was also kind of a given

I wanted to give him Seungkwan’s power, sonic screaming, but was torn between this and that

I ended up giving him “something that was a bright as his personality and smile”

Let’s be real though

His smile is bright enough as it is, like, he can blind you???

Often times will DK mess around and put his hands up near his cheeks and smile so that it’s so bright you can’t tell that it’s actually his hands that are causing the brightness

He can really only control the brightness levels in his hands and for some reason his eyes

Like, no other part can light up except those???

It’s kind of scary when his eyes light up in the dark because they’re one solid, bright light

If he tries hard enough a ball of light can physically come off of DK

Honestly after he got the hang of that, the members had to wear sunglasses in the house because of how bright and how many balls of light there were

He’s tried to eat one of those balls of light and ended up lighting up his tongue for a whole week

It also felt like his stomach was on fire for the first couple of hours after he ate it

Using too much of his power gives DK a headache though, almost like looking at a bright light for too long and your eyes hurting really badly

It’s like that

One time he got super excited and screeched and then his entire body lit up

It was amazing

Like he was doing a full on Pokemon evolution, man

Eventually he dimmed and the only thing that was different was that his expression was completely shocked

He’s not allowed to screech in the house anymore because he was too bright and too loud

“You nearly blind us on numerous occasions, but pls... no deaf”

Likes to pretend that he can fart or poop out those balls of light since they can come out of places where skin is showing since it’s exposed to light the most

He feels great in direct sunshine and often makes jokes that he’s performing photosynthesis

Regrets making those jokes because he usually isn’t able to share a snack with some of the members since they say he can make food from the sun

Mingyu - Cloning

Okay, so he can make at most 20 clones of himself without too much strain

He “reabsorbs” them later and basically earns whatever they did

For example, one clone learned how to do some really complicated dance move in the course of 5 hours

Mingyu not only gets that muscle memory and knowledge of the dance move, but he also gets the fatigue and strain from it as well

It’s not always beneficial because of this, but it helps a lot with multitasking for simple things such as chores and papers and stuff

Sure, the stress and strain add up, but I guess so does the endurance?

Mingyu is always saying things like: “I lost in rock, paper, scissors? Lmao that wasn’t me, that was my clone so it doesn’t count”

There was one time where he chose not to listen to the warning advice from the others and decided to make as many clones as he could and do a whole lot of work

The minute he reabsorbed them he collapsed and passed out because of how much exhaustion and stress he received

He got put into the “time out cage” by Seungcheol

When he first met the others he fooled most of them by pretending he had multiple twins or triplets, like 15 of them.

“Yeah, we’re all identical”

“How is that even possible?”

“Our mom liked to eat a lot so she had a lot of room in her bottomless stomach??? I’m pretty sure there’s more of us??? They’re just??? Waiting??????”

At those skills that his clones learned and he learned at the same time add up somewhat and that’s how he’s nicknamed “the boy who can do anything/everything”

Doesn’t hold information as well as skill sets though

So some person might recognize him and thank him for helping out with groceries and he won’t even remember doing that?

The members sometimes use that to their advantages and make him do the chores

“Thanks for saying you’ll cover my turn for doing the dishes, bro”

“????k then?”

Once he sneezed and like 50 clones came out of him and it was the most horrifying and hilarious thing ever

They all stacked on top of each other in a compact room and the original Mingyu couldn’t even reabsorb them all because he was squashed under so many of himself

There are never those random fights over who’s the original Mingyu because only the original can do the reabsorbing, and they all do something to agree on because they’re all the same person?

Even with the overwhelming numbers of clones, Mingyu is a strong man and very intelligent one too?

Fighting against Mingyu can be intimidating, but against numerous clones of him? N o p e

The8 - Elasticity

Have you seen this kid move around and dance on stage?

You can not tell me that he doesn’t have the power to stretch and bend however he wants, nope, it’s settled for me, yup yup yup

This helps with his b-boying because he can do those really complex moves without having to worry about the way his body moves or about his joints too much

Likes to take things from the other member’s pockets from across the room

He’s sitting literally across the room and you might feel something in your pocket and realize that it’s Minghao’s nimble fingers snatching away a snack probably

Often times likes to trip members as they walk

Very, very flexible, and very much so when it comes to learning new things to do with his powers

Is often asked by Woozi to get things from a higher shelf because he doesn’t want to ask and get teased by Mingyu

Is always the one to unlock the doors after Wonwoo and Jun lock them because he’s the only one who can flatten his arm and get it under the door frame and to the door handle

Sometimes Jun gets cheeky and makes it so that Minghao’s hand ends up in some restroom and ends up touching something he probably never wants to try and imagine in his head

The farthest The8 can stretch would probably be an entire football field

Creeped the whole crew out when he revealed that it was possible for him to rotate his head and neck around like an owl

Helps out Seungcheol with some fighting members by putting them in the “time out box” with ease

He does a lot of the dirty work for the others voluntarily because he tries to lift that burden off of the others as much as he can?

He doesn’t like to talk about it though, but he may ask Jun to take him somewhere more secluded so he can spill whatever’s been troubling him

Morning stretches often include The8 wrapping his limbs numerous times around each other and then releasing a series of cracks and pops in his joints

There are so many it’s really scary

Claims that if he rotates and wraps his arms around enough and lets it unravel quickly, he can fly like a helicopter. No one has yet to see it

His limbs go numb when outstretched for too long, so it ends up looking like a huge noodle that’s slowly retracting

It’s happened at least 30 times already

When he knows a member is feeling down, he’ll sneakily leave little cheerful notes or snacks nearby them without him getting up so they won’t know it’s him

They actually do since he’s not that quick at retracting his limbs...

Seungkwan - Sonic Scream

Basically what I wanted to have myself as said before the cut, but like

I was debating on giving this power to DK

I felt like it kind of fit Seungkwan more and then pictured him screaming in that haunted house on One Fine Day season 1 and then said: “Yep, it fits somehow”

I mean he can really hit those high notes too and I feel like they’re just really powerful notes as well

It also really helps for when a member bugs or annoys him he’ll be able to make them stop really quickly

“Stop or I’ll scream”

It was especially bad when he was a baby and cried lmao

His mom had such a hard time with him, but Seungkwan was a good kid most of the time

He’s really worried that he won’t be able to control his volume and accidentally hurt the other members

He’s only done it once by accident because one of the members accidentally scared him and then got blasted into the other wall with ringing ears

He’s doing his best to be able to control it and he’s progressed so far from the days where it was super hard to control!

As a child, Seungkwan used to not talk a lot because he was always afraid of accidentally being too loud

Now he talks and talks and talks!

The other members may seem like they’re annoyed sometimes, but they’re actually really happy because they understand how hard it was for him!!!!

Likes to talk with Vernon’s plants and uses a really soft voice, it’s adorable really

He loves to sing high notes too! Just to reassure himself that he’s the one in control and not his power

In school he was a part of the debate team because he liked to debate just a little, and also to listen to all the gossip that his seniors had

His voice was always very powerful during his debates, so he came across as very intimidating and it was really effective

Seungkwan once found it really amusing when he sucked in some helium and used his power with the squeaky voice

It was terrible lol

Like Alvin and the Chipmunks on full volume in the dead of the night

The loudest he can scream can probably make someone go deaf, but this poor baby would hate for that to happen

His laughs tend to be really loud though and that’s honestly when he feels the most free because often times he has little control over himself when he laughs

So when he laughs really loudly you know you’re doing a great job at being funny :)

Vernon - Plant Manipulation

For some reason I can see an image of Vernon surrounded by a bunch of green, healthy plants and he looks so happy i’M SCREAMING

Vernon can control the growth of plants and stuff? Just your general earth magic kind of thing

I can see him really liking some flowers and cacti though?

CACTUS VERNON?

He has three different potted cacti in his room that he talks to every morning after he wakes up and every night before bed?

There’s his Notocactus Sopa cactus named Nacho, a Mammillaria Spinossisima and Maria, and Rose Echeveria named Sofia!!!!

He likes to talk with Wonwoo and Joshua about the plants and it’s just so endearing?!?!?!

Vernon’s very comfortable with at least one plant around, so there’s a couple of plants in every room in the dorm

You can bet that he talks to those every day too, but not as often as his cacti

He especially loves it when the other members talk to the plants too because he can feel the love that the plants feel

And Seungkwan talking in an extremely soft voice to the plants because he doesn’t want to be too loud makes Vernon super, super, super, super happy!!!

You can bet all of your lunch money that Vernon supplies the edible greens for the food

As well as herbs and medicines??

There’s a whole garden area dedicated to Vernon because he just loves his plant friends so much

But he’s often super conflicted because he wants to grow a lot of things but has troubles finding room or suitable spots for light or shade or places where competition for nutrients and water isn’t as bad

Always knows the strongest plants to use whenever the members are in a tough spot

Whenever he’s nervous, Vernon accidentally makes those stinky purple flowers. We had some at one of my previous houses, I think they were Society Garlic (EDIT: they are! P.U! i literally just googled ‘stinky purple flower’)

It’s almost like an equivalent to someone farting when they’re nervous

He’s afraid of Venus Flytraps for some reason?

He made one and then decided nOPE and then made it shrivel up and crumble and grow some cactus in it’s place

But like a huge cactus so he wouldn’t have to feel guilty about seeing that dead plant

Somehow there are some Venus Flytraps here and there in the garden and he’s honestly so confused? It’s the guilt seeping in and he isn’t aware of it

Dino - Berserk

You thought the youngest would get something fluffy??? lmao no.

The power is exactly what it says. The user goes berserk.

I wanted to give Dino something like shapeshifting but I was thinking of Overwatch and thought of Winston and then went “lol why not”, then it just stuck and now I can’t part with this headcanon???

He has a hard time controlling himself while he’s in the state since he doesn’t have a lot of experience

There’s a significant growth in muscle and a very tense aura around him when he does go “Full On” (reference to iZombie)

You might not see it, but if you’re able to look close enough without being pummeled to a little pulp, there’s some sort of sparks nearby his eyes along with looking kind of bloodshot

Whenever he’s able to regain control and go back to normal, Dino is normally found panting and on the verge of unconsciousness

Sometimes he can’t control when he’ll go berserk, usually of times of immense stress or panic, and he beats himself up over it even though the others reassure him countless times that he’s not to blame

But he couldn’t help himself when he found out he broke Seungcheol’s ribs, knocked Vernon into a coma for three days, and effortlessly flung Mingyu’s clones practically into the next dimension so that when he reabsorbed he’d go through torture

The members all love him though and would go through that countless times over just to make sure he’s safe and sound at the end of it

They’ve also learned from that experience and found more effective uses of their powers and how to help Chan calm down? Jeonghan has the advantage in this situation though because even in his frenzy, Chan can’t help but maintain eye contact and he listens a lot to Jeonghan anyways

Physical strength and speed and not only enhanced in this state, Dino also makes more calculated decisions surprisingly as seen when he did damage to all of Mingyu’s clones

He gets nightmares frequently because he hates how little control he has, so he often talks to Joshua and asks for some help in his dreams

Eventually learns to control his dreams somewhat or is able to force himself to wake up from a nightmare

He has a lot of control over his emotions because he’s so wary of himself, but that doesn’t mean he’s on emotional lock down!

He has only little control of his power, but even if it’s just a little bit that he can do, he gets really excited and proud of himself!

“Hyung! Hyung! Did you see that? Did you really?!”

“Yes, Dino”

“Are you sure?! I can do it again! Watch”

He proceeds to show how his arm muscles developed into the state and sometimes you have to look away because wow that’ s m a n l y

Was once able to control himself in berserk mode because he panicked when an accident happened and he wanted to protect all of the members

He gets constantly reminded of how loved he is and how proud all of the members are of him

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