#S&D Tier

[saturnisfallingdown]

not "somewhere, possibly, in some other timeline, we might make our relationship work" but rather "it works in literally every other possible scenario, we're just supremely unlucky"

[skulls-soul]

I love how both Alex and Morgan don’t give a fuck about when they’re hurt, but for two very different reasons

Alex doesn’t give a fuck because they’re basically God I doubt breaking a beer bottle on their hand does anything

Morgan on the other hand… They just lack self preservation skills. Not even like I don’t know where these bruises come from lack of self preservation skills no more like I’m covered in blood but it’s OK it’s mine….(the fuk???)

You know what I love you even more

Is how they both react the same way when the other is hurt you know the

“oh my God are you OK? Do you need help?”

mixed with

“?Why are you like this?”

[crap-copper]

Letters From Your Blorbos

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Riordanverse

MCU

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Sanders Sides

My Hero Academia

ATLA/LOK

S&D Tier

She-Ra

Pixar

Disney Animations

Sk8 The Infinity

Yuri!!! On Ice

Hazbin Hotel

Scooby-Doo

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[tgw-azura]

first episode as a comic :3 original here

[treason-cheese]

Chad break into Morgan’s apartment

Alex : go away they are trying to sleep

Chad : let my brother free from your mind control villain

Alex : I am not controlling Morgan, there pronouns are they/them, and this is the first time that they have slept in the past 5 days, and only because I forced them to. You will let them sleep and leave.

Chad : he hasn’t slept in 5 days, ok never mind, we’ll come back later. You will not get away with this foul villain.

[cobalt-knave]

Incorrect S&D Tier #1

Alex: You dare mock me?

Ohio: Alex, come on. You should know. Of course I dare mock you.

Barnaby: Is it really wise to-to provoke them?

Ohio: It's what I do.

[if-anything-im-their-sidekick]

Honestly, I sometimes forget Alex is 2 for 2 on killing their wives

[tanoraqui]

S&D Tier fic inspired by this video. unedited.

“Kiddo, we need to talk about something,” Alex said, and thought, Oh god, I’m turning onto my father. Parenthood was a mistake. I should scrap this all right now and pretend it never happened.

But Hawk was already abandoning its legos and scurrying over to where Alex stood in its bedroom doorway, looking up at them all expectant and a little nervous. (It didn’t project except deliberately; Alex had given themself zeranid-specific telepathy during the space war, for army-directing purposes, and only ever partly turned it off because being able to read your kid’s moods was really helpful in parenting, especially when your kid was an insectoid war machine that didn’t visibly emote like a human).

(Yeah, it was way too late to scrap this all and pretend it’d never happened. It’d pretty much been too late since Morgan first phrased “keep an eye on my core hivemind war machine” as “babysitting.”)

Hawk had scrambled up their body to perch on their head and peer down at them through bent eyestalks. It loved doing that with Alex, because most people couldn’t hold forty pounds of chitin and lethal claws on their head without wobbling.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re adorable.”

Alex patted it on the shell, then walked over to its bed, gently pried its claws out of their hair, and set it on the skateboard-patterned duvet beside them.

“Now, I know you were eavesdropping on my call with Diego earlier—”

I wasn’t! Hawk insisted, projecting innocence and injury.

“I’m an expert eavesdropper and I saw one of your spy drones in the vent,” Alex retorted. “Learn to spy better if you don’t want to get caught!”

Hawk drew its limbs in a couple inches, sulking. Alex scratched the base of its eyestalks reassuringly. This was why they planned on leaving this sort of Real Conversation With Our Kid mostly to Morgan—Morgan was better at reassuring! But obviously, Morgan couldn’t take this Real Conversation…

“I’m guessing you didn’t hear what Diego was saying too much, though?”

They kept scratching as Hawk begrudgingly shook its head.

I could hear her being angry. Do I still get to play with Ducky today?

Alright, time rip off the bandaid.

“Yes,” Alex promised. “But— Listen, you know how Morgan woke up screaming in the middle of the night last…7am today?” Which was like midnight for Morgan; even parenthood hadn’t changed that.

Uh-huh, said Hawk.

“And you know how you showed them that cool trick with the squirrel a couple days ago, you know, the one you told me about over dinner?” While Morgan looked faintly queasy and didn’t finish their food, man, Alex was kicking themself now; at the time they’d been too busy laughing and enthusing at the gory details and the little dance Hawk did to show how it had puppetted the squirrel corpse.

Yeah! Hawk’s limbs stretched back out and its eyestalks waved excitedly. I’m going to show Ducky at our playdate! I’m going to make one do the Macarena. That’s Ducky’s favorite dance.

“That’s hysterical,” Alex informed it. “Okay, but here’s the thing: you can’t let Ducky’s parents know, and you need to pay attention to if Ducky is getting scared while you show him—you remember what people are like when they’re scared?”

Hawk rolled their eyes both internally and externally. They smell nicer and I want to kill them more slowly.

“Hel– heck yeah,” said Alex. “So, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but if Ducky is getting scared, you should stop your super cool squirrel trick. Even if you haven’t made it dance yet. Because otherwise, Ducky might be the next one waking up with screaming nightmares, and then Diego really would cancel your next playdate, instead of just talking sh– trash.”

What?! Hawk reared up in dismay and affront, hissing in the way quadrillions of people on thousands of worlds had learned to fear. Why?

But it was a smart kid, so it immediately connected the dots—the really important dots in this conversation; no offense, Ducky. It curled back in on itself unhappily. Did I make Morgan have a nightmare?

“Yeah,” Alex said bluntly. “And Morgan is never, ever going to admit it, because they love you so, so much, and they’d literally rather die rather than make you feel bad about anything you can do or want to do.”

Don’t kill Morgan’s parents, they reminded themself reflexively, to counter the other reflexive thoughts. Do not kill Morgan’s parents, do not kill Morgan’s parents, do not—

They gathered Hawk onto their lap and booped it just above the mandibles, to remind it that it was cute and loveable and to make sure they had its full attention.

“Morgan is stubborn like that, but Morgan is also squeamish,” they explained, in terms suited to a six-year-old. “Literally and morally. That means that when they see too much blood or wiggling internal organs or corpses used as toys or…any sort of killing, really… If they see that stuff up close, they start to feel sick. It’s very lame, I know it’s very lame, but that’s just how they are. So, because we love Morgan, there are rules of thumb—rules of claw, for you, I guess.”

Hawk projected rapt attention. Alex had noticed at some point years ago that every random monster they manifested now—not a power they used often, but it could be fun, eg, for space armies—instinctively adored Morgan as a default feature of their existence. It wasn’t a feature they felt any need to change.

They enumerated on their fingers.

“One, try not to take more than about fifteen seconds to kill a single living creature in front of Morgan, and no more than a minute for a group. If you want to take longer than that, or if it seems like you need to take longer than that, either drag your victim out of sight or drag Morgan away and come back later.

“Two, don’t play with or otherwise weaponize corpses for more than, like, casually throwing them at your enemies, in front of Morgan. Otherwise it’s fine! And Morgan doesn’t even mind if they’re watching you fight on tv. It’s just when they have to see it up close that they start to feel sick.”

I don’t want to make Morgan feel sick. Hawk wasn’t quite at the stage where a human child would be in tears—they were a ruthless killing machine, albeit one who was functionally a six-year-old with an increasingly healthy upbringing with loving parents. But it radiated distress, and hid its face in Alex’s midriff like Alex could shield it from every possible bad thing in the world. Which Alex could, obviously.

Can’t you just make them not get sick?

“Believe me, I’ve thought about it.” Alex sighed, and scratched it gently between the eyestalks again. “But then they wouldn’t be Morgan, you know?”

No! said Hawk, confused and annoyed.

“You will when you’re older,” Alex promised, with another mark on the Turning Into My Parents list.

Hawk critter-grumbled against Alex’s stomach. And Ducky will get sick, too?

“He might, he might not,” Alex said truthfully. “He’s pretty young, so he probably can’t conceptualize that you’re killing people yet, defiling their corpses, all that stuff. In which case, it’s way better to show him now, so he’ll get used to it early!”

Hawk sat back on Alex’s lap with a thoughtful twist of its eyestalks. And I can still show you, right?

“Oh fuck yeah!” said Alex. “I can’t believe you haven’t shown me yet! I love flesh puppets! No matter how your playdate with Ducky goes, you and I are going to the park again tomorrow so you can kill as many squirrels as you want.”

Hawk brightened even to the non–zeranid-telepathic eye. It mentally ran through the list of people who were in on the secret of their identity.

Can I show Barnaby and Ohio?

“Totally,” said Alex. “I want to watch you show Barnaby and Ohio. Please let me be there.”

Okay.

“Okay!” said Alex. He scratched the base of Hawk’s eyestalks again, briskly. “Good talk, champ.” Oh god, that was a pure Mom-ism. “By the way, Rule Three is all bets are off if you or Morgan, or Ducky, is in real danger. Then you should kill whoever and however you want until you’re safe—and full! No skipping meals!”

Hawk both telepathically projected and physically dramatized the rolling of eyes again. Alex and Morgan were raising one sarcastic kid. To be fair, the idea of skipping and not skipping meals did come up a lot in their household.

Speaking of…

“Speaking of, you’d better eat lunch before you go to Ducky’s, or Diego won’t get you guys ice cream at the park.” Alex scooped Hawk up in their arms and headed toward the kitchen. “How’s raw hamburger sound?”

Hawk chittered. With the blood of my enemies!

“Absolutely not,” said Alex. “And don’t try to tell me Morgan lets you drink that stuff—even they wouldn’t give Red Bull to a six-year-old.” Plain coffee, maybe, but not that monstrosity.

Yes they do! Hawk insisted.

“No they don’t.”

Yes they do!

“No they— This is a stupid argument.” They planted Hawk on the kitchen counter and spoke firmly. “You can have chocolate sauce on your hamburger, but no caffeine until you’re older.”

Okay! Hawk wasn’t the least bit dismayed by this result. In fact, it was outright satisfied.

Alex hid their proud grin by turning toward the fridge, wherein lay meat and chocolate sauce both. Their intuitive talent for slaughter and Morgan’s cunning—even if its best friend was a baby hero, their kid was going to fuck up so much shit!

[freemonker]

This poster was mentioned in a Clock app video by S teir, and i couldn't find it on the internet, so I made it! here you go!

Here's the video link btw:

[cola-grey]

ohoho, how the turn tables, now it is I who is illustrating scenes from @bogkeep's fics

Chapter 4 illustration from Haiz's cursed sword AU aka my new favourite AU concept ever! Using their designs, obviously (bc they rule)

[saturnisfallingdown]

Alex has a playlist titled "Workout Mix 💪" thats listened to exclusively while killing and maiming and murdering. Morgan has a playlist titled "songs to STEAL and HEIST and SABOTAGE and COMMIT CRIMES to" and its a sleepy time playlist filled with calm instrumentals and ambience

[skulls-soul]

Ok so hear me out sorry for the angst BUT what if Morgan doesn’t allow themselves to have feelings for Alex or at least officially have feelings for them

Because they have no control on who they fall in love with so of course throughout the years of someone being by your side, and being there for you no matter what, and listening to you and understanding you and seeing you for who you truly are!!

Of course you’re gonna fall in love with them

But they’re a murderer, a mass murderer at that! a person who kills heroes as if they are just a rabid Chihuahua

And Morgan would never take a life

So they shouldn’t love someone who takes others life away from them

But that doesn’t stop them from falling in love

Because love is blind and love can sometimes scramble up your own personal rules just for a single person

So, of course, if the entire world sees them as a power couple or partners in not only crime, then that’s fine cause it’s not the truth

Even if their own family perceives them like that it’s fine

Their partners in crime, and only partners in crime

Morgan is totally definitely 100% not in love with them.

They can’t be…

Yet the idea of them not being by their side til the day, they die, hurts them.

And the idea of Alex holding someone else close, and dear to their heart, completely replacing them, hurts them.

The idea of never being able to move their relationship beyond a platonic

It doesn’t hurt them…

They swear that it doesn’t…

But no matter how good they are at fooling everybody (even themself)

Sometimes the truth will leak out

They just hope and pray that their fear of their emotions leaking out at the wrong place in the wrong time, and especially in front of the wrong person..never and they men never becomes a reality

Leaving Alex and their closest friends left in the dark

[cuchufletapl]

I know Lighthouse Raiders has said repeatedly that Saitama would qualify as an A tier hero and he wouldn't stand a chance against Alex but something that I think they're disregarding is that Saitama's strength is also yes.

They're both parody characters whose premise is that they're the most incomprehensibly powerful beings of their respective universe.

Saitama is as strong, fast, and resilient as the plot needs him to be — and the plot always needs him to be the strongest in the scene (as long as his defeat wouldn't be funnier than his victory). His power is limitless in that regard, just like Alex's.

One could make the argument that Alex could just kill him with a thought but, like, a) that's out of character, Alex purposefully handicaps themself in fights to make them more fun, I don't think they'd want to do something as uninteresting as that, and b) do we know for sure that Saitama, by virtue of being Saitama, would not be invulnerable to that?

Like, the question of who would win in this fight isn't a power-scaling debate (unlike how Goku fans like to pretend it is. Goku would lose to both Saitama and Alex by the way), it's more of a... which genre takes dominance, I guess? The superhero parody or the villain sitcom?

I genuinely don't think anyone can answer who would win for sure.

[robyns-imagines]

S & D tier headcanons

Alex listens to a specially curated fighting playlist from an implant they put in their ears.

The first song in this playlist is the fairy godmothers song from shrek 2.

Morgan will send Alex occasional songs to listen to and maybe add.

If Morgan ever decided to fight heroes and kill them, they could be an A tier villain, but only cause their heists would end up with working death traps and it would kill at least 30 heroes per trap.

Morgan enjoys ballroom dancing and once Alex had to go to a villain ball, and took Morgan. Morgan swept Alex off their feet and ended up dipping them. That is the first time alex realized that they were in love with Morgan.

When alex once looked through different AUs, they found one constant through all of them. In every single one, alex and Morgan knew each other, and ended up being important in each other’s lives. Alex was usually the more powerful, but on the odd occasion that Morgan was more powerful, they would know alex was watching, and would send a quick message to them. It always consisted of “if you need help with your Morgan, send word and I will be able to help.”

Morgan was quite happy to show Alex the world of cuddles after their physical barriers came down. It is very common to find Morgan basically fused to alex on the couch at some point within every 3 days.

[taceolsaol]

I wish there were more S&D tier people on here. I need more people to rant about those oblivious idiots with and I don’t really like Discord. :(

[escaped-cryptid]

Its done it’s finally done!!!!!!

This is Alex from a series about an S tier villian (thanos movie/Watcher in comics level) Alex and their best friend (and unrequited crush) D tier villain (scooby doo level) Morgan!!!

Plz watch it I’m begging you: TikTok and YouTube