#‘maybe she’s a monster in disguise she certainly is ugly like a monster yes?’ ANOTHER BANGER LINE

[kierancaz]

The og Teen Titans cartoon is WILD

The season 2 episode 5 about Raven’s fear genuinely had me on edge like I WAS SCAREDDDD BRO OH MY GOD

And then the next episode we have a dude with just an entire spider as his head that drags the limp human body along with it.

AND IN THAT SAME EPISODE WE GET FUCKING MOTHMAN SAYING “sorry kitten daddy was at work” WHICH IS HILARIOUS AND I LOVE IT AND I’M SO HAPPY 2020 TIKTOK DID NOT GET AHOLD OF THAT

“Who is this girl and why does she call you poo?” STARFIRE I LOVE YOU ‼️‼️

[golden-riot]

Robin(Dick Grayson) x Oc

Tw: Metions of Rape and Kidnapping

(If you find any more triggering stuff please tell me.)

A Date with Destiny 

Chapter One

It is the start of the prom. Robin had to take Kitten so the bridge wouldn’t be destroyed. Robin roles up to the ship in his tux on his motorcycle. Robin gets off of his bike and fixes his jacket.

“I’m ready hoping she doesn’t show,” Robin says in an annoyed tone. 

Someone taps Robin on the shoulder. He turns to see Starfire wearing a beautiful purple dress. “Starfire?” Robin asks, confused.

 “On such occasions, I believe it is customary to wear a dead plant?” Starfire says in her normal happy voice as she places the boutonniere on his jacket. 

“Star, you’re supposed to be helping the others track down Killer Moth!” 

Robin says, surprised that she wasn’t helping.

 “Your orders were to investigate the girl. I intend to investigate her thoroughly. Besides, you may require saying. This Kitten is perhaps is some form of ooze monster in disguise. She is certainly ugly like a monster, yes?” Starfire says while now looking at the sunset. 

They hear a horn knock and they see a pink limo roll-up. Kitten opens the door and steps out. Kitten is wearing a  pink strip-less dress. “Yoo-hoo! Robbie-poo!” She says as she waves. “Your Kitten has arrived! Meow!” 

 “Second thought, maybe I will need saving,” Robin says with his head hung low as he walks over to Kitten.

 “Oh, Robin! My date! Robin!” Kitten yells as she attaches herself to Robin’s chest. “Don’t you look handsome? Kitten says while grabbing Robin’s chin. “Compliment me on my dress” She whispers in Robin’s eye in a mean tone. 

“No,” Robins says in his mean tone.

 “Do it or else.” She says still in her mean tone. 

“Nice dress,” Robin responds in an annoyed voice.

 “Ah! Oh, Robin, you’re such a gentleman not at all like my worthless ex-boyfriend, Fang!’ Kitten yells so everyone can hear. “Now take my arm, lead me in. And would it kill you to smile?” 

Robin gives his best creepy smile. “Maybe” Robin walks Kitten in while Starfire snarls in hatred for Kitten. She grunts and punches the hood of Kitten’s limo. 

Everyone is having a nice time while Kitten and Robin sit at a table. Robin rocking back and forth in his chair making it squeak. “Ask me to dance!” Kitten says in a mean tone. 

“I don’t dance” Robin returns. “Come on Robbie-poo.” Kitten says getting up and walks over to Robin and starts to pull on his arms, trying to get him up.“You’ve never, ever danced before?” 

"Tried it once, didn’t like it,” Robin says in his bored tone.

 “Fine! Then I can have the whole city destroyed or we can just skip straight to the kissing.” Kitten says.

 “Wanna dance?” Robin asks not wanting to dance or kiss. Kitten pulls Robin onto the dance floor.

 “Oh, Robin! Of course, I’d love to dance with you!” Kitten says as she pulls Robin all over the dance floor. Meanwhile, Starfire is over by the punch bowl filled with rage at seeing Robin and Kitten dance. Robin decides to end the dance. “Okay, that’s over,” Robin says, letting go and walking away from Kitten. 

Kitten gasps “Oh, goodie! Another slow dance.” she says and pulls Robin back. “Yeah,” Robin says. They sign around in circles. “From now on, Robbie-poo, this will always be our song!” Robin pulls out his communicator and talks into it. 

“Please tell me you guys have found Killer Moth.” 

“Not yet, but we tracked down your girlfriend’s home address,” Cyborg says back. 

“She’s not my..” Robin was cut off when Beast Boy let out a startled scream when he touched something that opened up a secret passageway. “Wow!” Beast Boy says.

 “Well, that’s not suspicious,” Raven says, coming closer to the passageway. They start walking down the stairs into the dark basement. Beast Boy turns the light on and they find tanks full of moth creatures. They all speak to the communicator 

“Found him.” they all say at the same time. “Yes, you found me but you’ll soon be wishing you hadn’t,” Killer Moth says as he attacks the Titans.

Meanwhile back with Robin and Kitten. “Kiss me. Ma.” Kitten says as she leans in for a kiss. “Sorry, I don’t like you that way. Matter of fact, I just don’t like you.”

 “Yes,” Starfire says, overhearing their conversation. 

“What” Kitten yells. 

“Killer Moth’s being taken down as we speak. We’re done here.” Robin says with a smile. 

“No, we are not! Daddy’s not calling the shots tonight, Robbie-poo! I am.” Kitten says in anger as she puts her finger over a button.

 “Daddy?” Robin asks. 

“And unless you want me to let those nasty bugs out for a late-night snack…” She says and she grabs Robin by the caller. “... you better pucker up!” Kitten still holding Robin’s collar leans in for a kiss while making kissing noises.

 Robin presses a finger to her lips and pushes her away. “Not even if you paid me!” Robin says with anger in his voice as he grabs the controller out of her hands. 

There was yelling and screaming coming from the people around them. Not because of what they were doing but from seeing a flying creature in the sky. A police boat comes to the side of the boat and aims a net scooter at the creature. Robin looks up because of the yelling and recognizes the creature as someone he knew from his Batman days. Before he can stop it the police scoot the net at the creature, catching it and making it fall on the deck of the ship. Robin runs towards it and pulls the net to see the girl he knew curled up in a ball with her wings wrapped tightly around her body so you only see her wings and tail. Starfire runs over to Robin. “Do you know this creature?” Starfire asks Robin. 

“She is not a creature Star, she’s my friend. I’ll get her to calm down, maybe she can help.” Robins says as he reaches out to touch your wing. The girl flinches at his touch. Kitten walks over to them and kicks the girl in the back. The girl groans in pain. 

“I wouldn't do that if I were you. Morgan can be very angry when she’s in her half form. Morgan shifts into a full Night Fury and jumps on top of Kitten and roars in her face

. “Morgan, Morgan, calm down. It’s me. It’s Robin.” He says in a calm voice. Robin rips off his suit to reveal his Robin costume. Morgan looks and Robin and her eyes soften. She gets off of Kitten and tackles Robin into a hug. Rolling until Robin was safely in Morgan’s wings and when he is Morgan shifts back into half form. Starfire runs over to the dragon holding her friend. She tries to pry open Morgan’s wings but Morgan holds Robin tighter. 

“Robin, don’t worry I’ll get you out,” Star says, still trying to get Morgan’s wings open.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. You go take care of Kitten.”

Starfire flys over to where Kitten is and they start fighting. As they were fighting, Kitten gasped and said “Fang” in a happy voice. 

“That’s your boyfriend?” Starfire is surprised to see a man with a spider for a head. 

“Get your hands off my girl!” Fang says as he walks closer to Starfire and Kitten. Kitten tells Fang to open Morgan’s wings so she could get the controller from Robin. When Fang tries to open Morgan’s wings Starfire tries to shoot him but he dodges and she ends up shooting Morgan’s wing. Morgan roars out of pain. 

“I’m so very the sorry!” Starfire says and hits Fang with a blast. 

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Robin 

After Morgan had wrapped me safely in her wing she began to explain what happened to her. She told me that she left only a month after I did. She found an apartment and moved in. She wanted to wait until after she was settled in to find me. I had left in such a hurry, I didn’t say goodbye. She was worried that I didn’t love her anymore. She is the real reason Batman kicked me out. He didn’t like the fact that we were dating, he thought I should be working on training and getting better instead of sleeping together. Morgan made all of the weapons we used and most of the bat vehicles, including the Bat-mobile. She also told me Slade had kidnapped her and used her as a breeding slave. When she was able to get away. She decided to come to find me but some people thought she was a villain and started to attack her. She needs a place to stay so she is going to move into the tower no matter what the others say. I don’t know if she still likes me but I know I still love her. Not a day goes by where I don’t think about her. I always wanted to reach out and make sure she knows I still love her, even if she doesn’t like me anymore.  All of a sudden Fang’s spider-legs try to pry open Morgan’s wings. I can hear Starfire getting ready to blast Fang but she missed and hit Morgan. I forgot how loud Morgan can roar when she’s in pain. “I am so very the sorry.” I hear Starfire yell from outside. 

“Morgan, I have to help Starfire take them down. I will come back. I promise. Here take this to make sure no one gets it. If we need your help, will you help me?” I say as I hand Morgan the controller. Morgan nods her head. “And you still remember the signal,” I said cupping her cheek. She nods her head again. She opens up her wings enough for me to slip out and she closes them again.

When I join the fight Kitten jumps on me and I fall to the ground with a thud. She starts patting me down looking for the controller. When she doesn’t find it she tries to go after Morgan. I yell “MORGAN NOW.” At my command black strings of power lift Kitten in the air. Fang is also lifted into the air and away from Starfire. “Good job Morgan,” I say as I walk over to Starfire. “I want Morgan to stay in the tower. I need to see if she has any things at her apartment before I take her there. Tell the other titans, we may have a new member." 

"Joyist, what should I tell them about her?" 

"All they need to know is that she has been through a lot and she will need time to trust people." I walk away from Starfire and towards Morgan. I have her lower the villains down so we can handcuff them. As Kitten and Fang were being taken away, I got a call from the other Titans, they told me that Killer Moth was taken down and brought to jail. I told them I was going to be back later than they were. I told them, I would tell them back at the tower.

 “Robin, Are we taking this one too?” one of the guards asked me pointing to Morgan with his gun. 

“No, she’s an old friend. She won’t hurt anyone.” 

“Unless you hurt her or someone she cares about.” I hear a familiar voice say.

 “Alfred? What are you doing here?” I ask. 

“I saw the fight on the news and wanted to know why my goddaughter didn’t keep contact as she promised, I was worried,” Alfred said in a worried tone. 

“Well, it’s a long story, according to Morgan,” I say as I kneel to stroke Morgans’ wing. “Did you hear that? Alfred’s here and he’s worried about you. You can stay with me at Titans tower if you want. Let's go to your apartment and get some things.” I say to Morgan still stroking her wings. I hear a faint okay and Morgan gets up with her wings closed around her. She opens them just enough so she can see. Alfred leads Morgan to his car, while I get on my bike.  

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Morgan 

Once I get into Alfred's car, I pull my wings into the back. "You're so tiny. You must be hungry." Alfred says when he sees my small frame. “Yeah,” I say not making eye contact with Alfred. 

Alfred starts to drive with Robin close behind us. Once we were in front of the apartment building, I didn’t bother to take my wings out. Robin pulled up behind Alfred's car. When I saw the look on Robins’ face, I couldn’t look him in the eyes. There were tears in my eyes when I felt two strong arms around me. He lifted my chin so my eyes would meet his. He put his hands on the sides of my face and he wiped my tears. He put his forehead to mine. 

“I missed you, Morgan,” Robin said. Behind us, Alfred coughed to get our attention. 

“Wrap this up. Now. Before someone sees you.” Robin lets go of my face and walks towards Alfred. “Come on, let's get you packed to go to the tower,” Robin says holding out his hand for me to take. I run over and take his hand. We walk into the lobby and Robin pushes the button to the elevator. We walked into the elevator, I looked into Robin's eyes and I read his mind. “If Alfred wasn’t here, oh you would be getting it right now.” I turned away from his eyes and blushed at what he said. He must have forgotten that I read minds when looking into someones’ eyes. The elevator door opened to my floor. We got to my door and reached for the hide-a-key under the doormat. When I came back up, I started to feel lightheaded. I dropped the key and fainted. When I woke up, I wasn't in the hallway anymore. I was in a dark hospital room but I didn't have one of the wristbands. "Where am I?" I wondered. Morgan tried to sit up but something was holding her down. I realized that a person was lying next to her. I started to freak out, only to notice it was Robin. Morgan started to calm down and snuggled closer to Robin. I missed the feeling of arms around my waist, Slade was never the type for aftercare. He just fucks you, leaves, and hopes you get pregnant. But he doesn’t know that with my dragon DNA, I can reject sperm, so he was never going to get me pregnant. When I fell back to sleep, I dreamed of what my life would be like with Robin. 

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Third

“Honey, I’m back,” Robin called while setting his keys on the entry table. “How was the villain catching?” Morgan asked, walking into the living room with a small bump and a baby boy on her hip. “It was good but tiring. I miss fighting crime with you and living at the tower.” Robin says sadly while dragging his feet to the couch. “I know it makes it harder to fight crime but we have a family now and the tower gets attacked a lot and is no place for little kids. I’ve told you you can stay at the tower as long as you check-in and tell me about your day.” Morgan says sitting down next to Robin. Morgan hands the baby to Robin for his after-work snuggles. “ If our kids were older and you weren’t pregnant I would but I need you. I can’t talk about the other Titans around the other Titans.” Robin holds the baby closer to his chest. “I want to be around you for everything during your pregnancy, I missed you so much with this little guy. I’m not missing anything this time.” Robin says while reaching his hand over to rub Morgan's belly. Morgan puts her hand over his. “You won’t.” “You promise?” He asked “Yes” Morgan returns, intertwining her fingers with his. “I love you,” Robin says, kissing Morgan’s temple. “I love you too, Dick,” Morgan says, kissing Robin on the lips. Morgan grabs onto Robin’s shoulder feeling dizzy. “Are you okay?” Robin asks, panicked. “I’m fine Dick. Just a little lightheaded.” “We should go to the hospital.” “No, the doctor said it was normal.” “Still just to make sure.” “Fine,” Morgan says, taking the baby from Robin. Robin packs the diaper bag and gets the car ready. He takes the baby and stands Morgan up. Once in the car, Robin calls the other Titans to meet them at the hospital. Robin holds Morgan’s hand the whole ride. When you arrive there the Titans are there waiting for them. Raven walks to the car and takes the baby while Robin and Beast boy helps Morgan get out of the car. 

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Robin

When I woke up Morgan was snuggled closer to me. Not that I don’t mind. I love her snuggles but her hand was tightly gripping my shirt. I know this means she was having a nightmare. I know I had to wake her because she never has nightmares but when she does they are never good. I shook her until she woke up. Morgan wakes up in a daze. “Whats..happening?” She was confused about what was going on. “Hi, Morgan,” I say to get her attention. "How are ya doing?" "Where are we?" Morgan asked, rubbing her eyes. 

“The Tower. Do you remember what happened?” 

“No, not really. Did something happen?” she asked, sitting up. 

“You fainted. We ran some tests. Do you remember when the last time you ate was?” “No… Slade didn’t feed me that often. He said I would get more food when he was sure I had his child.” 

“That’s horrible. I promise that he will pay for all the times he has done to you.” 

“Okay. What time is it?”  

“Uhh… 10:30.” 

“Okay, can we eat something? My tummy hurts.”

 “What do you want to have?”

 “Anything, please.” 

“Okay, well let’s see what we have. Come on.” Morgan tries to stand up but doubles over in pain. 

“You know what, I’ll make something for breakfast. You stay here.” 

“Okay.” I helped her back into the bed. “I will be right back with food.”

     I walk out of the room and take a breath. I could tell already that she was not the same as when I left. What did Slade do to her? I walk to the kitchen and meet Raven on the way. “Hey, I was just coming to wake you up. Is she awake?” Raven asked me looking up from her book.  “Yeah, I’m just getting her food. Apearlinly Slade didn’t feed her often.” 

“That would explain a lot about her current health.” 

“She is in a lot of pain. When she tried to stand she doubled over. Something is not right. I think we need to run more tests.” 

“For what?” 

“Anything, that might give us an answer to why she is in so much pain.” 

Entering the kitchen, Beast Boy, Cyborg, and Starfire were all talking about how Morgan and I know each other. I started to make Morgan her food and the others except for Raven asked questions about Morgan and how we know each other. By the time I had told them what I know, I had finished making Morgan breakfast. I said my goodbyes to everyone and started to head off to Morgan. The t.v. lit up with Slade’s face. “ I see you Titans have found my pet.” 

“What pet?” Starfire asked.

“Morgan, of course. Who else would it be?” 

“What do you want?” I ask measly. 

“I know why, my pet is in so much pain.” 

“Why? What did you do to her?” 

“I put a small simple device in her uterus. It will shock her, preventing her from ever having a child that isn’t mine. If you return here I will shut it off. Good luck getting it out without having it removed. It will shock her every 30 minutes until she is returned.” Slade said, smirking. “Bring her to the docks when you want to get rid of her.” 

The t.v turned off and Slade disappeared. “How are we going to tell Morgan,” I asked. “And how are we going to get it out,” Cyborg asks, rubbing his eyes.  

“Tell me what and how to get what out?” Morgan asked, limping around the corner. 

“Morgan what are you doing out of bed,” I ask running over to help her walk. 

“You were taking too long to get food,” Morgan says, whining. “Now please answer my questions.” 

    “Slade put something in your uterus that will shock you every 30 minutes unless we remove it or bring you back to him. That’s what has been making your stomach hurt.” I said, helping Morgan sit down.

    “You’re going to take me back?” Morgan asks looking up at Robin. 

    “No, of course not. I am not going to let anything happen to you.” I said. “We will get it out of you.”

    “Can I take a bath? I smell like shit and they cum in my hair?” 

    “Yeah, let me help you but after you have to eat. Okay?” 

    “Fine.” 

I help Morgan up the stairs and into the bathroom. Morgan had stomach pains the whole way. I sat her on the ground while I started the tub. I turned it off when the tub was full and left the room so Morgan could get undressed and climb in. I cracked the door a little, just in case she needed my help. 

    “Dick?” she calls. She was one of the only people who were allowed to call me my real name. 

    “Yeah?” I say turning to face the door. 

    “Will you help me wash my hair?” 

    “I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

    “Come on, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before. I've just lost a little weight.” 

    I slowly opened the door to see Morgan laying in the tub. I shut the door behind me and walked over to her. 

    “A little?” I say looking at her body. 

    “Okay, maybe more than a little. Other than that, nothing you have ever seen before.” 

    And she was right. She looked the same as I remembered, except for her not being as big as before of course. She was still the girl I had fallen in love with. 

    “Dick,” she said, waking me up from my daydream. 

    ‘Huh?” 

    “You’re starring.” 

    “Sorry, it’s just been so long,” I say, taking off my gloves. 

    “ I know. Now about what you were thinking in the elevator yesterday.” 

    “Ugh, I forgot you could read minds,” I said now putting shampoo in my hands 

    “So?” She asked leaning forward so I could start rubbing the shampoo in her hair.

    “So, what?” 

    “Did you mean it?” 

    “Only if you wanted it,” I say, taking my hands and forming a cup so I could rinse her hair.

    “Okay” 

    “Why?” 

    “Just wanted to know if you felt the same.” 

    “So? Would you like to try us again?”

    “I’d like that.” 

    “Wow! You really do need to redye your hair.” I say running my hands through her hair getting the soap out. 

“Ugh,” She sighs, laying back. “I know. I was planning on doing it before I got kidnapped.” 

    “Well okay,” I say standing up. “I better get back to the others. We have to make a plan about getting that thing out of you.” 

    “Okay, see you after I’m done.” Morgan waves goodbye as I walk out the door. 

Morgan

Robin walks out the door and I groan in pain. See, the reason I was in pain was that I already had a plan. I was slowly opening my cervix so I could push the shocker thing out. It didn’t take too long for my cervix to be open enough to push it out. So I did. Once it was out I scoop the thing out of the water. I finish taking a bath then walk back to the kitchen. 

    “Hey, Morgan. Are you feeling better?” Robin asks.

    “Yeah. I feel better.” 

    “So we were thinking about using a magnet to get the shocker out of you.” 

    “I already got it out,” I say, showing Robin the small, round, device. 

    “What? How?” Robin asked, shocked. 

    “Did you forget? I can open and close the cervix allowing or not allowing things to pass through.” 

    “I’m an idiot,” Robin says, smacking his forehead.

    “I know,” I say, hugging him. 

“So? We have some questions. Is this a good time to ask them?” Beast boy said.  

“After, I have food. Then you guys can ask your questions.” I say letting go of Robin. 

Robin reheated the food he made me. The other Titans made a list of all the questions with space under each one for the answers. After I finished eating, they started asking questions. 

“So how long have you known Robin?” Starfire asked

      “Since Batman. I’m his butler goddaughter. So I lived with Batman until a week after Robin left.” 

    “How did you two meet?” Cyborg askes. 

    “Batman found me, brought me back with him, and Morgan already lived there so they introduced us,” Robin told him. 

    “I remember thinking you were weird. With your big, round, glasses. Until we started hanging out more.” I said laughing. “I have pictures of you when you first started going on missions. Have you see pictures from when he first started.” 

    “No, he won’t tell us anything about when he was with Batman.” Beast boy said. “We didn’t know you existed until Robin brought you here.” 

    “So you really told them nothing? Why?” I asked Robin. 

    “It still hurt. I had only been gone a few days when we all met. I wasn’t ready to talk about it. I never had the same triggers as you.” 

“Triggers,” Raven asked.

    “Batman wasn’t always the greatest. He would get angry-”

    “And he would hit us sometimes. Morgan got hit more than I did.” Robin said, finishing the sentence and looking at no one's face. “We both have different levels of PTSD.” 

    “Yeah, but we both got through it together. 

    “I’m sorry I left without trying to take you with me. I had a plan to come and get you once I got settled in but I found the Titans instead.” 

    “It’s okay, I managed to get out a week after you did. This got dark fast. Any more questions?”

    “Are you Batgirl?” Beast Boy asked happily.

    “Um…” 

    “Beast Boy! I thought we agreed that we were going to ask her that.” Cyborg said.

    “But you’ve seen his face when he talks about Batgirl. The same face when he was telling us about Morgan. They have to be the same person.” Beast Boy argued. 

On the other side of the room, a blue portal started to open. I stood up and put her watch on, turning it into a blaster. Dianna Prince walks through. 

    “Don’t shoot me,” Dianna said. 

    “Why not,” I said. “You know I’m retired.” 

    “I need your help.” 

    “Bruce send you?” I said walking closer to Dianna. 

    “No. He didn’t. He still thinks you're dead.” 

    “Then why are you here?” I say lowering the blaster. 

    “There is an alien invasion coming. We are assembling a team.” 

    “I’m not fighting in another war.” 

    “You don’t have to. I just need you to help me with one of the recruits.”

    “Who?” 

    “Victor Stone. I can’t get through to him, but maybe you can.” 

    “Victor’s alive?” 

    “Morgan, who is Victor Stone?” Robin asked.

    “An old friend.” 

    “I’m meeting him tomorrow night. I want you to come with me.”

    “Okay, fine. I will come out of retirement. See you tomorrow.” 

The portal reopened and Dianna left. I sit back down on the couch. 

    “Who was that?” Starfire asked.

    “Wonder Woman from another dimension. Ugh… I have to dig things out of boxes and redye my hair. Okay,” I say getting up and opening a portal to my apartment. I come back with a couple of boxes of red hair dye and a bag of clothes. 

    “Okay, I’m back. Robin will you help me.” 

    “Sure” 

We walked to the bathroom, we put towels on the floor so we wouldn’t ruin the floor. Robin sections my hair while I mix the breach for my roots. Robin starts putting the breach on the back of my head and I start putting the dye on the front of my head. 20 minutes later my roots were covered in breach. I put a bag on my head and wanting 45 minutes then wash it out. After we washed it out we took and a break for dinner then start to put the red dye in. By the time we were done everyone had gone to bed and we were still in the bathroom. 

“I missed your red hair,” Robin says. 

“I missed it too.” 

“You know it’s been a long time and I have a lot of energy. If you catch my drift.” 

“Yeah,” I say looking down.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to. I don’t want to make you uncomfy.” 

“You could never, I still want a baby,” I say looking into his eyes. 

“Then why don’t we try again.” 

“I’m scared,” I say with tears in my eyes. 

“Of what.” 

“Losing another one.” 

“That was an accident. There’s no Batman to push you down the stairs this time. I promise that I will protect you.” 

“Okay, fine. Just this be gentle. Slade was never the gentle type. We need to be quiet to not wake up the others.” 

Robin gently kisses my lip slightly pushing me up against the sink as I kiss back. He pinches my butt to make me gasp, he takes that opportunity to stick his tongue in my mouth. He picks me up and brings me to his room. He almost hits my head on the corner. When we get to his room he throws me on the bed. Robin tells me to strip, so I do. While my back was turned Robin started to strip himself, first taking off his mask to show his blue eyes. I turned around just in time to see Robin pulling down his boxers. I see his fierce boner pop out of his boxers. I look away and get more into the middle of the bed. I sit on my feet, put my hands in my lap, and look straight at the bed. 

(Kinda like this but looking down not up.)

“Morgan, why are you sitting like that?” Robin asked. 

“Slade makes me.” 

“Morgan, you don’t have to sit like that, you're with me now. You're safe with me.” Robin says getting climbing on the bed.  

“How do you want me to sit?” I say looking up at him.

“You remember how we used to do it, right,” he asked.

“Yeah.” 

“Wanna do it that way?”

I nod

“Okay,” Robin says. He lets me lay down. He climbed on top of me with his hands by my head. Robin started to kiss my body up until my boobs. He sucks and leaves hickeys all over my boobs. He starts sucking on my nipples. I close my eyes and whimper expecting a hand on my throat. But Robin’s hands stay next to my head. One hand leaves to start stroking Robins’ dick. I saw the angry red tip and knew he hadn’t had much pleasure yet, so I reached my hand down there and start helping him. He moans on my nipples. It sure had been a while since I heard someone moan. All Slade did was tell me how much of a whore I was. I hadn’t been paying attention when Robin came in my hand. I only noticed when Robin collapsed on top of me panting. I started to fall asleep while Robin was catching his breath. 

“Hey, baby. Don’t fall asleep yet. You haven’t got your pleasure yet.”

“That doesn’t matter, only your pleasure does.”

“Did Slade tell you that?” 

“Yeah.”

“Well that not true. Your pleasure matters too. Come on, I help you.” 

“You don’t have to.” 

“I want to. Now get on all fours, please.” 

“Okay.” 

Robin gets off me and I got on all fours. He kneels behind me and lines up his dick up with my hole. He slowly pushes in stopping every couple of inches to let me adjust. He pushed all the way in hitting my cervix. When he’s fully in he waits until I pull my hips forward and push them back to start thrusting. It had been so long since I had come so I hadn’t noticed when my orgasm washed over me. Slade never let me cum, it was always only about his pleasure. Soon enough Robin was cumming in my pussy. He kept thrusting to make sure the cum was fucked into my womb. He slowly pulled out and I collapsed onto the bed. I don’t remember much after but I woke up in Robins nightshirt and cleaned up. I was wrapped in Robins’s arms.

[kurtty-drabbles]

EW Kitty au (consequences)

N/A: Well, here we go with the arc. I love arcs.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @sailorstar9 @discordsworld @look-ma-no-hands336

(past)

Princess Wanda is quoted as being the next ruler to Genosha, a rumour that usually would spread hate among brothers, yet,  Pietro is above such feelings and often proclaim how Wanda would be a better ruler than him(and Magneto) and support her decisions, yet, Wanda herself knows how naïve she can truly be and no one can rule a nation as big as Genosha without knowing more about its people.

So, she devise a good disguise in her opinion, and is out in the world. Genosha has beauty, as it has ugliness, Magneto says all mutants, but, then he can say some mutants. And Wanda wants to understand the situation to then finally change for better, not for worse.

“Hey, do you plan to pay for it?” an angry man asked as Wanda take a bite on an apple without noticing, she would pay, of course, but, she has no real money. The man has no one of that as his hand morph into a knife and demand compensation for one apple.

Before Wanda can cast a hex, a really painfully one, on this foolish man, a woman´s hand is holding the now knife-hand calmly. “Rex, calm down, relax, your apples really are worth more than human life?” the woman wearing a white dress(resembling a bride, almost) suddenly change his knife-hand to a normal hand and shakes his head agreeing with whatever the woman is saying. “Apologies, Rex, cut a future customer´s hand is not the way to make business” the woman instructed and Rex apologies with a robotic look on his eyes.

“You…have the gift!” Wanda is in awe as only faes possessed such gift, well, that´s what she read. The woman smiles amused and introduced herself. “Hardly a gift, it depends on how you use it, and my name is Kitty Pryde, which means I´m not a fae”

Wanda blushes as her assumption of the woman were pretty obvious. “ My name is Sansa” Wanda replied quickly and Kitty crosses her arms amused. “Right, Sansa, I take you to read too much or didn´t think on a cover name” Wanda is about to ask how she notices when Kitty shows a penny with Wanda´s image “You have a pretty face, Wanda, people notice that”

And thus it begins their friendship. Kitty is a necromancer and often tell her past adventures, Wanda was under the belief all Necromancers are like Kitty, sadly, Kurt proved her wrong, in the end, Kitty, Pietro and little Lorna(the new addition to the family) stay by Wanda´s side as she announced her pregnancy of one night stand with an evil necromancer.

Wanda gives birth to Talia and Kitty announces she´s pregnant, and to Wanda´s surprise, she too announces it was from one night stand with a stupid man. His name was Lance and Wanda can offer some solidarity at that. Motherhood is a trait only for the strongest women after all.

(Present)

Kurt Wagner can know when his presence isn´t welcome and Wanda make that abundantly clear, yet, Genosha called for him and his worker, Logan, to be fair, Kurt sees Logan as a friend, but, he understands that if he uses the word friend Logan´s life can be cut in half by his many, many, many enemies. Logan is also not a sentimental fool.

Wanda, Pietro, Lorna and Talia are present and are all sitting in the throne. Pietro takes the word as Wanda is looking at Wolverine, for the first time, analyzing him as if is the first time. “We call you here, Necromancer, because, we discover something potentially dangerous that can shake the foundation of Genosha and we know you´re a downright asshole, so, is much better to have you on our side then as enemy” Pietro explained bemused.

Kurt smiles at that, but, internally Kurt wonders why Logan was asked to be here.

Wanda take a deep sigh and speaks, avoid to look at Kurt, and focused on Logan, “Father recruited the necromancer Kitty Pryde” Kurt exclaimed he knows her and Wanda ignores him “ and father refused to pay for what was establish and in retaliation…she takes his powers away and we lock him up” Wanda will also leave the detail where she killed the guards and they had to pay to revive said, guards.

Logan is confused. “Well, she did kill Killgrave, I´d believe she can do that”

Wanda closes her eyes and starts again, once again not looking at Kurt. “she´s a powerful necromancer, to the point, she manages to resurrect someone that wasn´t buried here back to live, taking the soul, bones, flesh and blood. She brings back my mother, Magda Maximoff” Wanda explained and Logan feels dreed in his gut “and mother told us two things very important, one, Magneto killed her and, two, you are our father and we had a third brother” Wanda explained in a neutron tone.

Talia takes the word and looks at her father. “If people do find out about this, we can put Lorna as the ruler as she is the legitimate daughter of Magneto, however, I would like you to avoid mentioned this, father, could you promise this for me?”

Kurt smiles kindly. “For you, Talia, I would love to see you as the future queen of Genosha and certainly I won´t stop you from achieving it,” Kurt promised and Lorna asked Talia to see if Kurt can do a blood oath, again, Kurt is not very liked in Genosha. “Of course, sweetie, for you, I´ll” Talia smiles and assure that her father won´t tell anyone about this.

“I take” Kurt begins amused “You want help in finding the missing baby, and judging by Logan´s face, he has no idea either” true to his words, Logan is speechless. Oh, Kurt will want the details of that story.

“Yes, but not your help” Wanda replied “We did pay the Lady Necromancer to find the missing brother, his name is Jimmy and we can believe in her word”

Kurt can see this is a veiled insult, yet, he´s far more curious with Kitty´s abilities and reputation to care for the insult.

Logan is speechless. And is thinking about how Pietro could be his, after all, the white hair is so clearly Magneto´s gene. “Actually,” Wanda starts reading his mind “Pietro and I resemble our grandparents from mother´s side. Even Magneto knew that and we never really make more questions, maybe, that was our mistake here”

A man with brown hair, a coltish figure as well a bit brawny, although, not enough to make him a caricature as the word could suggest, finally arrives in the gothic house of the city and has a smile on his face.

The man knocks on the door and as Lockheed answers it, immediately recognize the young man as it is cuddling with the person. Kitty arrives and is in tears. He´s here at least. “Charlie? My little Charlie” Kitty hugs the young man as she never saw him before.

“Mom, I´m back, the mission is over, I´m home” Kitty kissed his forehead gently and lead him inside, where Magik and Jia are making their crafts, spells of healing first, before attack(is a rule of her) and stop as recognizing the young man, even if Kitty hasn´t said a word, the eyes are a given away. Both have doe eyes.

“Hi, you must be the new students of my mother, nice to meet you, I´m Charlie Pryde, another necromancer that lives in this gothic house, how was the class going?” Charlie asked the young girls as they replied in unison.

“Well, she clearly doesn´t like to teach us,” the girls speak. Kitty protested mildly and Charlie nods his head “She was like that too with me, I must learn her crafted, but, there´s the paradox here, she does not like teaching. Have you reach potions?”

“Yes, she said we must do potions in full moon, as is more potent,” Jia explained and Charlie nods again. “She´s right, it is thanks to such advice that I became a good potion maker, you know, one thing mom can teach you is how to use your power for whatever you want, a villain, a hero or an ordinary person” Charlie explained.

“Yeah, and…she´s better than Professor X” Magik adds “I´ve heard rumours about him…and I prefer your mother more” the blonde girl concludes as her project is ready. The same one Jia is doing and the same one Charlie did.

“Well, mom is a lazy teacher, but, she´s a great mom” Charlie concluded and Kitty is playfully pinching his check for a moment. “Very funny, you three, now, as the dinner will be ready, you girls can take a break and you, young man, go take a shower…you stink”

Charlie shrugs. “I was fighting sea monsters and yeah” he smells himself “Well, the monster was worse”

As Charlie leaves Jia and Magik ponder if they should tell about the evil Necromancer that seems to want Kitty Pryde. “What turn of events!” Jia said amused and Magik agrees.

[tnffc]

"They didn't just find out, they already knew!" for some reason this made me giggle?

I’d have loved to see you giggle over this :DI’m finished, finally, it’s not much special but I hope you like it :)Thanks for the prompt Deary

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Stiles was sitting in his car outside Derek’s loft. He was nervous but he knew he had prepared for this as much as he possibly could.

He had worked through the topic so often with so many people by now he should really feel less anxious than he did.

This was just Scott. Well and Allison and Isaac, since Stiles could never have told them and expected they didn’t accidentally or even intentionally pass it on.

Everybody else though knew and would have their back - or if not at least stay out of it.

Lydia of course had found out on her own, so had Danny, curiously enough.

Erica had been actually the happiest when he told her, but she had also been the one who he had talked to about his crush. Boyd had just smiled gently and asked if he was happy.

When Stiles had confirmed that there had been another smile and a warm hug.

Derek had needed a few days to come around to the idea while Cora had just straight up laughed and left the room. He had later gotten a message from her saying she couldn’t wait to start calling him uncle. He already understood why she was Peter’s favorite.

Malia had stayed true to herself by shrugging slightly irritated when Stiles had said he understood if it was weird for her.

“Peter and I are bound to have shared tastes and you and I work a lot better as friends. To me this makes perfect sense. And I am glad you two are helping each other heal.”

He had to admit she had grown into a really amazing person.

He was happy to have her.

Chris had actually caught them off guard in the forest and Peter had almost killed him before they both had realized he wasn’t a stranger hunting for werewolves.

They had him swear to keep his mouth shut and the hunter had told them it wasn’t any of his business to begin with.

His father had been by far the most difficult conversation so far. But Stiles had know his dad would respect his choice and make peace with it.

They had gone through so much as a family, breaking the new he was dating a man almost twice his age who happened to be a werewolf and a resurrected murderer was certainly one of the harder pills to swallow for his old man, but he had handled it pretty well.

They actually had started meeting on friday nights to play cards or watch movies.

Stiles had Peter cook on those nights because he knew the easiest way to endear his father to someone was with food.

And Peter was a master at disguising healthy things so his dad didn’t feel like everything he consumed was monitored. It was, Stiles made sure of it, but his father didn’t need to know that.

Stiles had even gone to the length of establishing a group chat with all Beacon Hills deputies to give them tips what foods to bring in or not. He had also established a callout culture among the deputies so if someone brought something unhealthy and offered it to the Sheriff they were shamed for it.

He’d be damned if he didn’t do everything in his power to keep his father alive.

An endeavor Peter had supported him in rigorously.

Ever the perfect partner.

Thinking about all the other conversations had helped him, at least a little.

So he finally made his way up into Derek’s apartment.

Everybody else was already present.

Scott had called them in for the monster of the week. From the sound of it and the blurry picture Stiles had seen he suspected a spirit of sorts.

Entering the loft he saw Peter sitting comfortably in one of the comfy chairs, listening to something Erica was telling him. She was lying on the couch with her head in Boyd’s lap.

Scott was currently talking to Allison with puppy eyes, probably asking her for the millionth time why she had broken up with him once again.

He looked shortly at Stiles and smiled but stayed sitting next to Allison on the other couch.

Stiles gave a very short twist of the lips and then walked straight to Peter.

Peter, handsome as the devil, no doubt intentionally dressed and groomed for the occasion smiled at him widely and reached out.

Stiles couldn’t help but feel better with that smile and those eyes concentrated on him. Peter was a predator in that he loved to hunt and kill things, he lived the lifestyle of a creature that goes bump in the night, and Stiles had no illusions about it, it was apparent in every fiber of his being. But he was Stiles’ predator and all that dangerous energy was directed towards protecting him.

Even if Scott could not accept Stiles’ choice he’d be fine.

Because he had a wolf that would tear out the throats of those who harmed him and then curl up around him at night to keep him warm and safe and make him feel held and loved.

He took Peter’s hand.

It felt like the easiest most natural thing to sit down in Peter’s lap and greet him with a short, sweet kiss before joining the conversation he had had with Erica.

They couldn’t talk about anything though because there was a very audible “what the FUCK?”

Peter gently squeezed Stiles’ hand since he was still holding it.

Stiles turned to his friend.

“What’s up Scotty?”

“You are sitting in Peter’s lap and being all lovey dovey, that’s up!”

Scott exchanged an incredulous look with Allison who just shrugged and then searched for Lydia’s eyes in hope to understand the strange atmosphere.

Stiles wrapped one arm around Peter’s neck and deliberately made himself comfortable.

“Why shouldn’t I? He is my boyfriend after all.”

Scott stayed confused “Your what?”

“Boyfriend.”

There was a moment of silence in which all that was audible was Lydia quietly whispering to Allison. Then something like hurt washed over Scott’s face.

“You never told me you were gay.”

Stiles rolled his eyes.

“Bi, actually and I did tell you, on several occasions that I also like guys. Sorry I don’t feel like waving a pride flag every day so you don’t put me in the wrong box.”

Scott still seemed to have difficulties.

“But…but Lydia. You never did anything with any guys!”

Stiles could feel Peter’s hand twitch at the way Scott argued the facts but he squeezed back a little to reassure him to stay put.

“No one in school fit my type, except Lydia. Let’s call it smart, snarky assholes with a healthy ego.”

He could see Lydia roll her eyes at that but she stayed silent in favor of nodding to one of Allison’s questions.

Scott furrowed his brows. Then his eyes landed on Peter’s hand, still holding on to Stiles’.

“So you two?”

Stiles snuggled a little more into Peter’s arms.

“Yes.”

Scott seemed pained.

“Why him?”

Peter frowned and spoke for the first time.

“Pretty rude question, don’t you think?”

Stiles was amazed at how ugly despise looked on Scott’s face.

“You are a killer. You are a villain by all accounts and have no positive qualities as far as I can tell so no, I feel like my question is spot on.”

Whoop, that escalated quickly.

Stiles kept his hold on Peter’s hand but was relieved when his boyfriend just chuckled amused, like he had witnessed a pet do a clever trick.

“I don’t see how this is funny!”

Scott was getting agitated and he looked around to get support but didn’t find it.

“How are all of you so calm about this? How are you all okay with this?!?”

Allison was the one to answer.

“They didn’t just find out, they already knew!”

Scott turned to her in confused anger.

“What do you mean?!”

She sighed, like she was tired of his behavior - she probably was.

“Look at them Scott. They all found out or were told at some point in the past. They all made their peace with it. As far as I can tell Stiles and Peter make a pretty good couple actually.”

She smiled at them both and Stiles had to admit maybe he hadn’t given her enough credit. She had her flaws, without a doubt, but she wasn’t clueless and obviously had grown as well.

“Thank you” he said and Peter actually relaxed enough to let go of Stiles’ hand and instead place it loosely on Stiles’ thigh.

Scott’s shoulders sacked.

As always Allison was the only one who’s words got through to him.

That was a real problem they had to address at some point in the future.

He frowned at them again.

“I don’t like this, but I can see you have everybody else convinced. I need to…I need to go.”

And with that he left the loft without talking about the spirit or whatever they had seen.

When he was gone the atmosphere got more relaxed and Isaac came to them, looking like  he wasn’t sure what to say or even think.

But he nodded vaguely and smiled a shy smile before mumbling something and going back to sitting in a corner close to Derek.

“What did he say?” Stiles asked Peter.

The man smiled “He said ‘congrats’. I think he wants us to know he approves, but didn’t know what to say.”

Stiles nodded “Poor kid has made a lot of progress but still needs a lot of love and care…”

Before Peter could say something again Erica flopped down on the end of the couch close to them.

“What do you think Scott will do? He will get over it at some point, right?”

Stiles sighed deeply.

“I’d guess he’s running to Deaton to ask him how he can proof Peter brainwashed me.”

Peter chuckled again.

“Good thing then we had Deaton authenticate our mating bond.”

Stiles nodded.

“Finally the fucking cryptic jerkass was good for something…”

Erica grinned “Too true.”

[peculiar-bonds]

Out of Sight, Not Out of Mind - Chapter 2: Dark Rumours

Synopsis: While Mane 6 are on a research mission in a small town from another world called 'Earth', they learn about an old myth among the inhabitants: the Slenderman. What is the ugly truth of this haunted town? Will they survive the monster's deadly grasps?

Warning: This chapter contains a few swear words.

The girls found the principal’s office in no time; luckily, there was a sign, because the door looked like it was camouflaged within the entire high school, almost the same as a secret chamber, where nobody is allowed to walk into.

“So, who’s going to knock?” Pinkie asked, feeling slightly uneasy.

Twilight sighed. “I will do it…it’s my duty to finish this task after all,” she continued in a dramatic tone.

“The door won’t bite, you know?” Rainbow Dash added, amused by her friend’s unreasonable anxiety.

Twilight glared at her teasing remark, then turned back to the door. She knocked slowly, almost silently. When she was starting to think no one was there, a voice called from inside:

“Come in!”

The youngster startled a little, then took a deep breath and opened the door with her small, trembling hands.

“Good morning, Sir. We’re the new students that transferred here recently, and we have some questions to ask, if it’s alright…” Twilight said nervously, almost staring at the man in front of her.

Xavier Barnes, the principal of ‘Waukesha South High School’, was different from most humans; his skin tone was significantly darker, and he had distinct features unlike the others: thick lips, a wide nose bridge and baldness. Still, his expression showed a hint of kindness and good intentions towards all of the students, even the new ones.

“Yes, of course! You can call your friends in as well!” the principal answered with a calm tone.

The teenager called the others to come inside the office . One by one, they filled the room in no time.

“Please, take some seats,” the principal kindly invited them.

Almost everyone found a few chairs to sit down, except Rainbow Dash and Applejack, but they didn’t seem to mind.

“Alright, girls, so what are the questions that you need to address me? Do you wish to request a tour of the school, or your timetables, perhaps?”

“Yes, we need those too, but we also…want to see our transfer files…if you have them, of course…” Twilight pointed out.

“I just received them this morning. I didn’t actually get the chance to have a look at them and approve them…but considering that you’re all here at this moment, we’ll discuss them together, shall we?”

“Of course!” Twilight approved.

“Alright, then; let’s see yours first…” he said while taking a folder from the drawer and opened it to find a multitude of papers that described their new human identities. Twilight peeked on the documents, fully astonished and confused at the same time; how was it possible that they managed to disguise themselves without any effort? Did Princess Celestia take care of all the details, or is it a phenomenon that usually happens during interdimensional travels? Either way, she was relieved that the humans didn’t sense anything out of the ordinary.

Meanwhile, the principal started reading the papers aloud:

“Name is Tara Sparkle, born on 15th September 199-; says here that you were a straight-A student at your former school; congratulations on your performance, and I hope you will achieve the same results in our school!”

“Thank you, Sir” Twilight replied with a soft smile. “I’ll try my best not to disappoint anyone here.”

“Very well, then…and please call me Mr. Barnes.”

The young girl nodded. Principal Barnes took another folder and looked at Rarity.

“As for you, miss, your name is Rachel Damon, right? Born on 5th October 199-; you seem to have a passion for fashion design, and we’ll surely need students with such abilities; maybe you could come up with a new design for the cheerleader’s costume, who knows?”

“Oh, certainly!” Rarity nodded.

The principal kept looking through the files, then nodded at Fluttershy.

“Florence Woodheart, born on 17th March 199-; selfless and willing to help others, particularly the animals. We have some volunteering activities here, if you’re interested.”

“Oh, thank you! I’d be glad to help,” Fluttershy replied with a soft voice, but feeling very excited on the inside.

“Alright; the next one is Rebecca Dash, born on 1st April 199-. It seems like you have an aptitude for sports in general; we’d gladly invite you to join one of our teams: basketball, voleyball, track, anything that you wish to do.”

“Wow, sounds great!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, truly eager to try all of the sports in the near future.

“And here we have the last two: Penelope Diane Pie, born on 29th May 199-, and Anne-Jay Smith, born on 12th December 199-. I see you both made several contributions to the former school, such as organizing events. I’d be happy to see more students like you as a part of the school's development committee.”

“Thank you, Mr. Barnes! We’ll do our best!” Pinkie confirmed with pure joy. “Right…Anne-Jay?”

“Yep, sure thing!” the country girl replied, almost confused by the situation.

“Alright! In this case, I wish you a warm welcome to our high school! Here are your timetables,” the principal said while handing six pieces of paper to each of the youngsters. “Good luck in these years that will follow!”

“Thank you!” Twilight replied, then left the office along with her friends, each of them wishing the principal a good day.

“Look, Twilight! We’re in the same class! You too, Pinkie Pie!” Rainbow Dash announced with excitement while walking through the halls.

“Woo! This is great!” Pinkie squealed behind them.

“Yay, seems like we’re in the same class, Rarity…” Fluttershy continued on the other side of the corridor.

“Wonderful, darling!”

“Aw, I’m alone in another class though…” Applejack pointed out, quite disappointed by the outcome.

“You aren’t alone, Applejack! We’re still in the same school!” Pinkie replied, then hugged her friend to comfort her.

“That’s true, can’t deny it,” Applejack chuckled.

“What’s our first class, Twi?” Rainbow Dash asked while starting another conversation with the friend in front of her.

“Geography…Oh, great! It’s a good way to learn more about Earth”

“And also a boooooring one!” the reckless teenager sighed. “Did I tell you that I haven’t missed school AT ALL?”

“Oh, come on, we don’t have time to whine about this! Let’s go!” Twilight replied while grabbing Rainbow Dash’s arm.

“Wait for me, Twilight! Bye, girls! See you later!” Pinkie Pie called, waving ‘goodbye’ to her other three friends from behind.

The three girls arrived in the middle of the class, panting and apologizing simultaneously for being late. While introducing themselves, Twilight noticed that the class was filled with a disciplined atmosphere, but for the first time, she felt awkward and very uneasy. After they finished the introductions and occupied their seats, the teacher returned to the lesson. Twilight listened attentively while looking at the World Map. She took notes from any word that her new teacher said, feeling more eager to discover Earth from its depths…

When the bell rang and the teacher left, the atmosphere of the class changed drastically, from calm and disciplined to lively and almost chaotic. Pinkie Pie didn’t wait more than five minutes until she befriended nearly half of the class, along with Rainbow Dash, who started having a conversation with one of the jocks. Still, Twilight remained at her desk, studying the new notes that she took from the Geography class. From time to time, she turned her eyes from the papers to observe the environment; while having a look to the right, she noticed one of her classmates who seemed as lonely and isolated as herself. Unlike the other ones, this girl was of a paler complexion which was in contrast with her short and dark blue hair that had a few faded neon pink and green strikes. Her clothes were also very dark, like she was trying to get out of the colourful routine of ordinary people. The expression, highlighted by the black makeup, showed a slight feeling of disgust towards her classmates, whom she considered ‘ignorant’ and ‘blind’ in front of a potential horrific reality.

Twilight wanted to talk to her and introduce herself, but she hesitated due to the apparently aggressive nature of the strange girl. Surprisingly, it was her classmate who started the conversation:

“You must be new here…but looks like your pals went ahead of you with the integration”

“To be honest, I don’t really care about socializing at the moment. There are more important things for me than having pointless conversations,” Twilight explained, visibly annoyed by the attitude of her other two friends.

“I know how you feel, um…Tara? Right? I usually forget new names at the beginning.”

“Yes, it’s Tara.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Emma, or the ‘emo freak’, as the others usually call me”

“I don’t think you’re a freak…You’re just different from the majority, from what it seems”

“Wow, that’s the first nice thing about me I’ve heard this week…” Emma answered with a faint smile.

“Glad to help, Emma,” Twilight nodded.

“Why did you choose Waukesha out of the other cities from US? Cities that are significantly better…”

“I’m not sure exactly, it seemed the only choice that I had…”

“A bad choice, more like.”

Twilight was puzzled by Emma’s last remark. She paused for a few seconds, then leaned closer to her classmate’s desk.

“What do you mean by ‘a bad choice’?”

“Girl, you have no idea how cursed this place is…Miles away from Waukesha, there is a huge forest, and in this forest lives a grotesque being. It is creepy as Hell, if you ask me: tall as fuck, very pale, faceless, and wears a black suit. Rumour has it that this creature hunts to death the ones who trespass its domain; it also has a thing for children, especially the very curious ones. Once they enter the forest, they’re kinda forced to collect eight pages from different spots; nobody knows precisely who scribbled those pages though. It might have been an unlucky victim, or the being itself. As for the page hunt, if you lose the ‘game’, you’re gonna have a terrible fate, I tell you…even I fell for this shit, and I have no idea how I escaped from that Hell. I swear I saw it RIGHT in front of me, and even though it didn’t have a face, I could sense an expression that almost pierced my damned soul, and then…”

“Hey, emo freak! Are you for real?”

Emma’s storytelling was interrupted by a girl’s call; suddenly, there was an exchange of fiery glares between each other. Right after the mocking question was asked, all the other classmates, including Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, turned their heads to Emma, who felt like bursting with hatred and anger towards the one who interrupted her.

“Um, excuse me? What’s your damn problem if I talk to her?”

“None, freak! It’s just that you scare her with your bullshit about the Slenderman, or whatever! He’s not real, for crying out loud!”

“He’s as real as possible, bitch!”  Emma yelled, counterattacking viciously the remarks of her classmate.

“Oh yeah? Prove it, then! If you claimed that you saw it, why don’t you have photos?”

“Because I was too busy showing him this!” the emo girl replied while showing the middle finger to her classmate. “FUCK OFF!” she yelled while storming out of her desk, getting out of the class and slamming the door behind her.

The others suddenly came back to their usual routines, with the addition of gossip about Emma. Both puzzled by the whole argument, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie went to Twilight’s desk.

“What in the name of Celestia just happened there, Twilight? And who is this ‘Slenderman’ they kept talking about?” Rainbow Dash whispered, deeply curious about the situation.

“Can we discuss about it after school, please? You know why…” Twilight replied while subtly pointing her head at the other students, who seemed very offended by Emma’s unusual beliefs.

“Alright, then,” Rainbow Dash nodded, going with Pinkie back to their seats. The bell rang again, and it was time for another class, but without Emma.

*after school, at Twilight’s studio* (dialogue only)

(Twilight prepared some tea for her friends, because a very long discussion was about to start soon.) TWILIGHT: So, how was your first day? Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack? RARITY: Oh, it was really delightful, darling! We’re actually going to stay in the dorms while we study here. Fluttershy and me in a room, and Rainbow with Applejack and Pinkie in another one. RAINBOW DASH: Wow, really? Didn’t have the chance to check that out today. Well, at least I have my own bed from now on. FLUTTERSHY: (sees Twilight with a thoughtful expression while taking a sip from her cup of tea) What’s wrong, Twilight? You don’t seem very content. TWILIGHT: (sighs) Oh, nothing special…just had a discussion with a classmate. She told me a weird story about a local legend … RD: And a whole scandal happened. RARITY: Oh my, what happened? Is the girl alright? TWILIGHT: I don’t really know…Haven’t seen her since she stormed out of the class… FLUTTERSHY: Goodness! There was also a boy in our class today who kept rambling about a man in the woods… TWILIGHT AND RD: ‘A MAN IN THE WOODS?’ APPLEJACK: Can somebody explain to me what’n the hay’s goin’ on? RD: (screaming) It’s a ghost in the forest that takes people, Applejack, like what’s so hard to understand? TWILIGHT: Calm down, please. Whether it’s true or not, I think we should explore that area… RD: Are you nuts, Twilight??? TWILIGHT: Just listen. I’m saying this because Princess Celestia gave us a mission, and she didn’t mention anything else; maybe this is our main task. RD: You got it all wrong! She just told us to study the humans, not solve their issue with that…thing. Plus, we don’t even have our powers anymore, like our wings and horns, your magic… TWILIGHT: Maybe, but we don’t know if we don’t try. RD: I tell you this is a very bad idea! TWILIGHT: Are you scared? RD: Not at all, egghead. It’s just…well… TWILIGHT: I know it’s hard, I’m a bit scared too…but we have to stay together. This is one of the main points that Celestia advised me on in private before we left. (There was a pause. Rainbow Dash thought for a few seconds about the consequences, then the lack of loyalty that she showed in front of her friends at that moment. There is no place for fear when it’s about duty, not at all.) RD: (sighs) Very well, then…I’m coming with you. FLUTTERSHY: If Rainbow is coming, I’ll come too. AJ: Me too. PINKIE: MEEEE TOO! RARITY: Absolutely! RD: But if anything bad happens to us, it’s just your fault, Twilight… TWILIGHT: Don’t worry. Once we see something out of its place, we simply run away. RAINBOW DASH: (mutters in distrust) Ugh, if only it would be that easy…

[swyllh]

[jihoon] light a fire in me

title: light a fire in me

premise: a bit like princess and the pauper - you’re pretending to be the princess, and jihoon is the merciless chancellor scrutinising your every move. exists in the same universe as coronation.

pairing: reader x jihoon, slight reader x seokmin

wordcount: 2976

genre: fluff, royalty au

i don't get paid enough for this, you think, balancing both a cookbook on your head and the scrutinising glare of the chancellor.

"shoulders!" he barks, and you jolt.

the book falls to the ground, a guilty wham that makes you jump again.

"pick it up," he says blandly, and your mouth twists in an ugly sneer to mime his words. "don't do that; you're hideous enough."

you roll your eyes, bending down and grabbing the book off the pristine floors you had just scrubbed.

"put it down," he says.

you straighten up, confused. "what?"

when he folds his arms, you realise your error. with an exaggerated curtsy, you smile too widely and apologise.

"excuse me, sir," you say, voice so sweet you think you might just will all your teeth to fall out.

he nods, and inclines his head towards the ground. "put it down, and do it again."

he's got to be fucking with me.

but you do so, never tearing your 'insolent' gaze from him. it should take mere seconds, but with the rising itch in your chest, you drag it out for as long as you can. the chancellor doesn't back off, doesn't seem bothered by you taking your time.

so when you really, accidentally drop the book, let it slip past your slippery grasp, it comes as no surprise:

"again."

"he's a monster," you cry, pummelling your fists ineffectually against your pillow.

"jihoon can be strict," soonyoung hums reassuringly, but even you can tell he's amused at the way you're sulking.

you reach out to your left, feeling for one of those expensive silk pillows the princess has, and fling it at him.

soonyoung yelps, "[y/n]!"

"you're finding it funny!" you exclaim, huffing.

he just smiles and says, "isn't it?"

you groan, falling back onto luxurious silk sheets. soonyoung takes the time to pat the pillow down, and rearrange it beside you.

"how long is this gonna go on for," you moan. "he's such a prick."

"you can't say that about the chancellor," soonyoung tuts, finger wagging in your face.

you pretend to bite it, laughing when he hastily retreats away from you. a mock-wounded soonyoung is always better than a traitorous soonyoung any day.

"so what," you say, "i'm the princess now."

he gives you a look. "not really."

"yeah, well, i look so much like her," you mumble, turning your head and burying yourself into silk.

there's a bit of hesitation, before the bed shifts under the addition of another weight. you peek up at him.

"it's just until the princess is rescued," he says.

you stop yourself from blurting out any incriminating words. instead, you begin to pick at the sheets, frowning when they pool weakly around your fingers. luxury really is wasted on you.

"hey, soonyoung," you mumble.

"yeah?"

"save me a drink from the tavern later," you say.

he tuts again, going into a long, unserious drawl about the effects of alcohol and mimicking the chancellor's stiff posture. you grin, propping yourself on an elbow and joining in the game.

there's a quick succession of knocks on your door before it swings open. soonyoung barely manages to get off your bed before jihoon's frown deepens. soonyoung manages to bow deeply, hiding his smile.

"don't you knock before you enter?" you say quickly, sitting up in a 'proper manner'.

"i did," jihoon deadpans.

you take a deep breath - a little part of your soul dies inside. "you know what i mean."

"you have your next lesson with me in five minutes," he says.

you groan. "okay, then give me five."

"two," he says, and sweeps out of the room, leaving the doors open.

the sight of open hallways irritates you to no end. as you get up to shut the doors, you realise exactly what he's accomplished. soonyoung bursts into pearls of laughter.

there will be a time where you learn to keep your emotions hidden beneath layers of satin and chiffon. today is not that day; your bewilderment runs amok on your face, stretching your eyes wide and bleeding the colour from your cheeks.

"w-wh-what the fuck?" you say.

jihoon doesn't look impressed by your outburst. "language, your highness."

"it's just the two of us," you say. "but what the fuck do you mean the prince of rondwell is coming over?"

jihoon raises an eyebrow. "the prince of rondwell is successor to the throne. it is most likely-"

"he's here to propose," you cut in. "is he?"

"-it is most likely that he is here to strengthen their alliance with springwood," he smoothly finishes.

"so he is," you say, slumping back in your chair. "but- what about the princess?"

jihoon is silent for a moment while you panic.

"we can't let him know about me," you say, wringing your hands, "if he knows then the kingdom is going to know too."

"it would be disastrous certainly," he agrees.

you run a hand through your hair, thinking.

"which is why," he says, "you'll have to keep it up until he leaves."

"until he-" you choke. "what?"

"you'll repel him, naturally," jihoon says, "but without offending his good senses - rondwell is a powerful ally, and when the princess returns-"

"wait," you say, holding a hand up. "can't i just reject him?"

jihoon taps his fingers on the table, the first sign of impatience. "no - princess mina will be marrying him next fall."

you pause. "so they're engaged?"

he gives you a look. "it's strategy."

"does the princess know about this?"

for the first time, jihoon looks pained. but the look flits away and you're left with the stony, calculated expression he wears all day. when he speaks, you realise he's choosing his words with care - because you are ultimately an outsider, and of lowly status.

"the princess knows of her duty to the kingdom."

you grit your teeth. "so she doesn't."

"it will be easier for your disguise," he shrugs.

the same itch burns up your chest. you press down hard on your arm, and barely manage to subdue the indignation in your voice.

"i thought we'd abolished arranged marriages back in the-"

"[y/n]," he says lowly. you shiver. "do you understand what you need to do?"

"yes," you bow your head, feeling as though you're complicit in a crime. "keep the act up until the prince leaves."

he nods. you turn your attention to the table cloth, watching its ivory lace dance restlessly in the stilted air.

"is there any update on the princess-?" you ask, just as

he says, "don't get attached."

the prince of rondwell is nicer than you'd thought. he's all smiles and cheer, nodding to the servants and thanking them for every single bit of aid. you notice the palace bustling and puffing its chest out to impress this courtly gentleman.

and when he smiles at you, you think you don't mind the pink flush that blooms on your cheeks.

"call me seokmin," he says, leaning in and grinning.

you resist the instinct to giggle - jihoon's gaze is upon you. "mina. princess mina."

the name sticks to your tongue like sticky taffy, foreign and uneasy. but seokmin take it in stride, bowing to you.

"that's a pretty name," he says.

and it's not even mine, you think wryly. to him, you smile. "thank you."

"shall we go to the stables? i heard you like to ride," seokmin says, posturing his arms to resemble a horse.

a laugh bubbles in your throat this time, caught unaware by his antics. "of course-"

"i beg your pardon," jihoon cuts in swiftly, giving you a warning look. "but the princess recently sprained her ankle."

are you kidding me.

when seokmin turns from jihoon to you for confirmation, you can only pretend to wince, shifting your weight to the other leg. you bite your lip, flushing under seokmin's apologetic smile.

"perhaps we should take a walk around the gardens," you suggest quickly, ignoring jihoon. "there are benches where we can rest, and i would hate to compromise your trip here."

jihoon isn't pleased, for some reason, but in this court you are acting princess, so your word is final. seokmin offers you his arm. you take it, looping your own around his, feeling his warmth through the robe.

seokmin strolls slowly, taking into consideration your supposed injury. you allow him to pamper you; soaking in the attention of a gentle suitor is a privilege you've never been privy to.

"ah, daisies," seokmin says, brushing his fingers against a delicate petal.

as he plucks one from its bush, you think you hear jihoon's condescending scoff from behind you. seokmin turns to you and tucks it in your hair.

"a beautiful flower for a beautiful lady," seokmin says.

it's cheesy as heck, but who cares? you smile up at seokmin, who returns that with a sun-soaked grin. the afternoon light carves his features in a dazzling manner, and his eyes are sparkling as he speaks.

"what's your favourite flower?"

his hand, intertwined with yours, guides you through the garden. with small, deliberate steps, you let your eyes roam around. so many flowers, locked in and sheltered from the world, privy only to the rich and royal.

"i, uh," you say, "there are so many of them..."

"peonies," jihoon pipes up finally.

he's got his usual poker face on, but something about his frown doesn't quite sit right with you. seokmin glances back at you, slightly confused.

"the princess always loved peonies," jihoon says.

something in your chest shrinks to a narrow second of indecision.

"no," you say. "i like periwinkles."

jihoon's eyes widen - an accomplishment - before he tears his gaze away. your eyes, however, don't manage the same restraint.

"there aren't any here," seokmin notes.

"periwinkles don't grow here," the cracking of your voice goes unnoticed. "they thrive in less fertile soils."

maybe it's a challenge, maybe it's a warning. though jihoon's averting his gaze and remains in his position behind the two of you during the walk, it doesn't feel like a victory. rather, the sour taste of your remark lingers too sharply.

seokmin only grows more correct as time passes. he's polite, adorable, encouraging, and not afraid to break a few rules.

there's a banquet held in his honour, three days late, and you've spent the last two hours patronising the ministers from rondwell. seokmin's politely entertaining questions from ministers of your own court too, charming their metaphorical pants off.

jihoon, meanwhile, is lurking in the corner, talking in harsh, low tones to a few knights. there hasn't been any news, or at least, none so big that even jihoon couldn't keep under wraps. you sigh.

"hey," seokmin whispers in your ear.

you jump, "hey."

"wanna get out of here for a bit?" seokmin tempts, "it's a nice night out, and i may have found a secret route to a field of periwinkles."

your heart stammers, lured by the earnest, easy smile he has.

"you remembered," is all you manage.

"you look... trapped," seokmin says. "sad."

how long has it been since you've donned this persona? even now, your head is still held high, stiff and in anticipation of a sudden cookbook trial. you imagine

out of the corner of your eye, jihoon is still muttering agitatedly, fretting ever so slightly.

fuck it.

it is hard to be discreet. returning with flowers in your hair and an intoxicated, giddy smile, you find a scowling jihoon in front of the chambers. the stifled laugh that rumbles in seokmin's throat is swallowed as he sees the shorter chancellor.

"sire," seokmin begins to say.

"welcome back," jihoon says. "princess, i believe we have some matters to discuss."

you don't, but take his cue anyway.

jihoon's eyes narrow as you let seokmin kiss your hand. when the prince is gone, however, jihoon snaps - reaching forward and dragging you into the room.

"running away in the middle of the banquet - how idiotic - what if people noticed - the princess would never - irresponsible -" the words rise and falter, fragments of phrases gushing out in anger.

you snatch your arm away. "i'm not your princess."

jihoon glares you down. "what were you supposed to do."

"i was with seokmin," you throw your hands up. "i'm doing what-"

"what were you supposed to do."

a tense exhale. pinching your nose, you shut your eyes. "i'm supposed to keep this up until he leaves."

jihoon's voice is dangerously soft. "and by flirting with him, do you think he'll leave any time soon."

he's right. he is, but fuck if you'll admit it.

"she's going to marry him anyway," you say.

"that's right," there's a fire in jihoon's eyes. "she is. not you."

a loud smack echoes in the west wing. when the fog of rage dissipates, jihoon's arms are stuck firmly to his sides. his left cheek is left swelling and red.

the only reason you're not already tied to the stakes, readying yourself for the afterlife is because jihoon still needs a back-up princess for this puppet show. but he hadn't said anything since walking out of your chambers and shutting the doors gently.

now, even as you work through tea with seokmin (and a silent jihoon standing guard behind you), the tension in the air is palpable. seokmin's compromised grins don't do much to assuage it.

"so i was thinking of westbay," seokmin says. "and how fun it would be to travel there..."

"westbay is in the central world," you say lamely.

"on the edge of its boundaries," seokmin says. "like springwood. but the thing is, it's an island, and there aren't any reports of the place."

you frown. "it doesn't exist, then?"

"it does," seokmin insists. "there were fisherboats that caught sight of the island. it's well guarded, but open to individual travellers."

"you're the prince of rondwell," you say. "how can you just leave?"

"your princess did," seokmin says cheerfully.

at that, the porcelain cup falls from your grasp. jihoon's by your side in a moment.

"what-" you say, but jihoon silences you.

"i'm afraid, prince seokmin," jihoon says, voice forged with an iron calm, "that i have to ask you to refrain from making groundless accusations."

seokmin is quiet, thoughtful. "i thought... i'm sorry, your grace."

you cough. "i, um, when are you leaving? for westbay."

"next fall."

the answer is too familiar. jihoon doesn't look surprised. if anything, he presses his lips together even more tightly.

he doesn't intend to marry the princess.

the three of you sit in uncomfortable silence. the seconds crawl along, swirling in the apparent calm of your teacup. before you can say something to diffuse the tension, however, there's a knock on the door.

a knight peers in, and bows deeply. jihoon follows him out quickly. through the thin slit of the door you can see jihoon's face light up, eyes glassy.

"she's safe," you whisper.

"i'm glad," seokmin says lightly, "sorry, i thought she'd left on her own."

"the princess wouldn't do that," you say.

seokmin smiles. "would you?"

"what?"

"would you leave with me for westbay?"

seokmin's carriage leaves in an hour. you pace around your room - your actual, ratty compartment - and sigh uneasily. something's missing. something's out of place.

the unease swells into a near-tangible bubble around you, stretching into a choking fit. exhaling gently, you manage to sit on your bare mattress.

soonyoung peers around your ajar door. "hey."

you smile back. "hey."

"you're leaving, huh."

"yeah," you say, tying your hair into a braid. "now that i've gotten used to luxury i can't stop, yknow."

he swats you playfully.

"westbay, huh," soonyoung says. "if you're leaving, i might as well leave too."

you straighten up. "where are you going?"

"somewhere in the central world," soonyoung says. "i was always made for more."

you don't disagree. soonyoung's one of your best friends, and even though he's not of noble birth, he's gifted with a heart so wide and strong, open arms. springwood is too small, too timid for his dreams.

"summervale sounds nice," you say.

soonyoung nods. "yeah, that's where-"

there's a knock on the door. you wait for the visitor to show themselves, but there's nothing.

"um, who's there?"

"lee jihoon."

you pause. "come in."

he does.

soonyoung glances from you to jihoon, and then prowls out of the room with exaggerated steps. you roll your eyes, but turn back to jihoon.

he looks out of place in the room - a regal shade of violet amid all that grey and tear. standing up, you bow deeply for the last time. jihoon doesn't say anything.

"i'm sorry," you say. "for acting out of hand and crossing the line."

jihoon doesn't quite respond the way you thought he would. "westbay, huh."

you look up. he's unsettled.

"yes," you say, and then, "thank-"

just as jihoon says, "here-"

the two of you immediately clamp up. you follow the length of his arm to see an embroidered silk charm-bag in his hand. it's small and intricate.

"safe travels," jihoon finally mutters.

you accept the gift. there's a nondescript, flowery scent from the bag. as you pull the ribbon open, you see a few iridescent blue petals and a pearl bead within.

smiling, you say, "thank you."

jihoon nods curtly.

you retie the bag, placing it in your pocket. jihoon's eyes follow your every move. you wonder if he's yearning for the same freedom you've just been granted.

"the central world," you say, catching his attention, "isn't far from here."

you're not sure what it is that you're suggesting, but it sounds like a promise. jihoon averts his gaze, and then looks at you properly.

"neither is springwood from there, then," jihoon says.

a small smile stretches across your lips - "halfway at summervale?"

[daniel--berry]

Worst to Best Superhero Movies I’ve Seen

31) The Amazing Spider-Man

I hate this movie. I laughed throughout the entire film. “The lizard” could not have been a worse super-villain. I sort of liked the yellow Spidey-eyes, I guess. Emma Stone gave a nice performance. Can’t write anything else about it.

30) Doctor Strange

This is one of the only movies on the list I fell asleep during. Some of the visuals were pretty original, but the storyline was like a terrible version of Kung Fu Panda. Maybe if they casted Jack Black instead of super-boring Benedict Cumberbatch (I loved you in Sherlock baby, don’t be offended), Doctor Strange could have had a little charisma. I think this is the only movie on this list that made me upset after watching it.

29) Suicide Squad

What is this movie, some kind of Suicide Squad? Maaaan, what a great cast in such a forgettable movie. Here’s the thing though, I liked it more than most people did. I think whatever-her-name-is was a charismatic (though definitely not funny) Harley Quinn. Jared Leto wasn’t super offensive as the Joker, I looked forward to his scenes, but he looked like an idiot, like a twenty year old with temporary tattoos. What is this guy, some kind of Joker?

28) Thor

I can’t remember this movie. It was probably better than Suicide Squad though. Oh yeah, there’s that part where he throws his coffee on the ground and yells “Another!”. Haha, that was pretty funny.

27) Deadpool

Haha, he uses bad words! But it’s a superhero movie! This movie will serve best as the first R-rated movie a 12 year old sees behind his parent’s back. This is the other one I fell asleep during. 

26) Thor: The Dark World

This one’s interesting. I actually like this movie a lot, in theory. Visually, it’s one of my favorite Marvel movies. You could even say that if I made a MCU movie, it would look a lot like this one. Again, in theory, this is cool. It made Loki an anti-hero after the Avengers, which I think is a great choice. Unfortunately, this is a big piece of shit. And it will make you (unjustly) dislike Natalie Portman. 

25) Wonder Woman

Wow, I thought I’d love this movie. I’ve always thought Wonder Woman was a great character. Gal Gadot is almost perfect for the role. But man, what a boring story. Way too much time is spent on an ugly island, and the rest of the movie is a fish-out-of-water Crocodile Dundee rip-off, with Tumblr-friendly British humor. Haha, that English woman’s accent is sooo British! No thank you. A DAMN boring movie! 

24) The Amazing Spider-Man 2

We’re starting to get to superhero movies that I actually sort-of enjoy. This is my second favorite Spider-Man movie, but that’s out of the three ones on this list. I think this movie ruined Jamie Foxx’s career. Spider-Man has never looked better, though. Definitely the best Spidey-suit. I’m a sucker for those huge eyes. I walked out of the movie wanting to see a sequel, to be honest.

23) Ant-Man

I don’t remember this one, but I remember laughing a lot. Doesn’t Ant-Man work at Baskin Robbins or something in this? Oh yeah, and Michael Douglas is in this. I love that guy!

22) Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice

What a STUPID title for a movie. Nothing felt natural here. Did I mention that I hate the title? Here’s the thing, some of the elements of this movie work great. People made fun of the “Martha” twist, but I liked it, as well as Ben Affleck’s portrayal of Batman. But again, nothing was natural about this story. The tone shift is so dramatic from Man of Steel, and yet it’s supposed to be a direct sequel. Henry Cavill’s Superman isn’t memorable. Jesse Eisenberg’s lines were badly written and he never seemed like a real human being. Still, I didn’t hate it.

21) Thor: Ragnarok

Such great ideas here. Pairing Hulk and Thor for a comedy? Wonderful. Jeff Goldblum as a charismatic (gay) planet emperor is my favorite new MCU character. More of him, please! Why so low on this list? Hela sucked, as all Thor villains do. But man, she sucked the worst. The goddess of death? She just looks kind of goth, and never does anything too death-y. I like how the fire monster destroys the Thor world (what’s it called again?), and to the movie’s credit, it doesn’t treat this like an earth-shattering moment. Because let’s be honest, we never gave a fuck about that place.

20) Avengers: Age of Ultron

Ok, yes. This movie has aged pretty badly. But there’s a lot to like! Vision is a graceful, hot, AI legend right out of the gate. Lots of nice seeds are sown here, but it’s too bad that Ultron was a big dumbass who didn’t know how to execute any of his angsty plans. His “age” lasted about a day? Day of Ultron. Still, Tony Stark deserves to be put in prison by now.

19) Guardians of the Galaxy

As far as nailing a tone down, this movie did it best. You can call this movie airtight in its execution. The only negative is that every following Marvel movie felt like it had to be just as funny as this one.

18) Man of Steel

I love me a serious superhero film. I think this movie is best described in pros and cons. Pros: Henry Cavill is the best onscreen Superman yet, Michael Shannon made an otherwise goofy role kind of believable, the special effects are the best I’ve ever seen in a superhero film. Cons: None of this matters, because you’ve just never seen a more boring plot to a film in your life.

17) Batman

There will be no disrespect for the classics here. Every good superhero movie owes it all to Batman. This movie nailed it in every category. Jack Nicholson’s weirdo Joker was all-too-perfect, and the goth-horror scenery was inspired. Best of all, Michael Keaton made the idea of a gay orphan dressing up as a bat pretty relatable.

16) Superman

They haven’t quite gotten it right until 2006, but more on that up the list. This is the best Superman will ever be, because the character really just doesn’t work in the modern day. Christopher Reeve gives a romantic, gosh-golly version of the comic character, and it’s pretty damn good. Also, Marlon Brando’s Jor-El is haunting and gorgeous when he speaks. Another classic.

15) Batman Begins

Blah blah blah, gritty, dark, blah blah blah. Reinvented superhero movies, blah blah blah realistic.

14) Captain America: The First Avenger

This is the heart and soul of the MCU, and one of the most unique out of the series. Still feels important even in the third phase, and has a lot of great messages that I am too lazy to write. Great movie, and Chris Evans as Captain America was the best casting choice since Robert Downey Jr. Nothing but greatness here.

13) Iron Man 2

Do people really think this is the worst of the MCU? Not by a long-shot. But oh my god, Tony Stark is just such a war criminal. And Mickey Rourke is delightful! I love that part where Iron Man empties his bladder into his own Iron Man suit. Did Superman ever do that shit? Fuck Superman!

12) Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2

My ass has seen a lot of superhero movies, but I don’t think my ass has smiled more watching one of them. Ummmm, what a fucking great movie? With a fucking great plot? And, like, a great villain for fucking once? A truly lovely film.

11) The Dark Knight Rises

A marxist superhero film? No wonder it’s not the fan favorite. But I love it just the same. The funeral scene at the end is beautifully acted by all involved. Yes, Bruce Wayne died, but it didn’t feel cheap. Catwoman driving the batpod? An icon of cinema. A great ending to a great blah blah blah, not as good as The Dark Blah blah blah.

10) Marvel’s The Avengers

What a moment for a little thirteen year old nerdfuck like me. It leans on the immature side of the MCU, yes. But it’s damn near perfect filmmaking, and by far the most accessible superhero movie to date. Hulk Smash!

9) Iron Man 3

We’re getting into real personal-favorite territory here. Shane Black’s Christmas superhero film is hated by a lot of people, but don’t worry, they’re all just sweaty ugly nerds with untouched genitals who don’t realize that Fu-Manchu proto-Asian wizard stereotypes aren’t exactly the best material for a 2013 film. Man, I adore this movie. It’s a perfect blend of comedy (not too much) and drama (not too much), with an infusion of self awareness that appeals to a cynical guy like me.

8) Superman Returns

This movie really understands Superman. It’s too bad it was overshadowed by Batman Begins, because this movie has a lot to offer. No, it isn’t action-packed, and yes it does star Kevin Spacey (gross) as Lex Luther, but the romanticism and themes of a post-superhero world are rich with wonderful dialogue and the best onscreen Lois Lane yet. Forget the Kryptonite iceberg at the end, Superman’s journey of finding himself is surprisingly great material for a film, delicately directed by Bryan Singer. Wait, is that TWO pedophile boy rapists in one film? Yikes, you know what.......never mind. 

7) Captain America: Civil War

The re-watchability here is astonishing. It’s not even an Avengers film, and it’s still easily the best Avengers film. And yet, it stays its course as a personal story of loyalty and sacrifice for the titular character. It’s totally a Captain America movie. Also, can Tony Stark just get fucking imprisoned already?

6) Iron Man

Easily the “coolest” superhero movie ever made. I can watch terrorists get blown up by lasers all day! A true classic, and still feels just a little more legitimate than all the other MCU films.

5) Spider-Man: Homecoming

A relatable protagonist? A relatable villain? An evil psycopath? (Tony Stark). What’s not to love? It might not have “amazing” in the title like those other fuck-your-mom Spidey movies, but it most certainly is. (Amazing, I mean).

4) The Dark Knight

Blah blah blah joker, blah blah blah Heath Ledger, Christopher Nolan. Blahblahblahblah dark, reinvented the genre, blah blah blah.

3) Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Yes I’ll say it. Here we have the best story in a superhero film to date. And to disguise all the intellectual themes of post-terrorist society, individuality, corruption, the pointlessness of patriotism, and homoeroticism, we have just enough kick-ass action scenes for your average brain-dead male to get a kick out of it too.

2) X-Men: Days of Future Past

I’m a sucker for time travel, and fuck me if this didn’t deliver 100%. This was my first X-Men movie experience, and I still think about it about once every couple of weeks. I don’t even want to write about it because I get embarrassed by my love for this movie.

1) Logan

The world’s changed. All the mutants are dead. Patrick Stewart is a senile fuck. Wolverine’s claws hurt when he tries to bring them out. Jesus Christ, there’s so much here that I can’t believe it’s a real movie. There’s just something about seeing a grizzly Hugh Jackman in a bloody t-shirt that really grinds my gears. It’s tragic, it’s beautiful, it’s expansive, and it feels like the last superhero movie that ever needs to be made.