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ophanum · 7 months ago

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can I request (i feel like more platonic but you can decide) Furious Five, Po, Master Shifu, and Tai Lung with a snow leopard who can manage to blend in snow and fog making people believe she is a ghost? it's not part of kung fu, it's her hobby to scare bandits from stealing without using violence.

RED - ! Kung Fu Panda

ft. Furious five, Po, Master Shifu, Redemption! Tai Lung x Snow Leopard! Reader

"Hearts on the walls, but no love in these streets. Appetite for destruction, a girl's gotta eat, yeah." - Red by Alex Boniello, Kylie Cantrall, and Walt Disney

When Po first hears about the “snow ghost” legend from the villagers, he’s beyond excited. Stories spread quickly about a mysterious snow leopard, half-seen in the mist, who frightens bandits off the mountain paths without lifting a paw. Naturally, Po assumes you’re some kind of ancient spirit and is fascinated until he finally meets you and realizes it’s all a clever act.

He becomes your biggest fan, frequently pestering you to share your “scare tactics.” His excitement is boundless, and he tries imitating your techniques, though his own approach is far from stealthy. Po’s natural enthusiasm and not-so-quiet demeanor don’t lend themselves to subtlety, but he adores being part of your adventures.

You invite him along on a patrol, and Po can barely contain his giggles when he sees the bandits running in terror at the faintest glimpse of you. He makes sure to tell everyone in the Valley about the amazing “ghost” that guards the mountain, embellishing the stories until the villagers are convinced they’re protected by a fierce spirit.

Tigress

Tigress has immense respect for your restraint. She has always valued strength and discipline, and to see someone choose to defend their home without fighting intrigues her. While her instinct leans towards direct confrontation, she appreciates your commitment to finding an alternative that’s just as effective.

Tigress becomes curious about how you blend so seamlessly with the snow and fog, watching with intense focus the first time she sees you vanish into the mist. She doesn’t say much, but she’s deeply impressed by how you combine your skills with cleverness. Although her style is distinct, she practices what she learns from observing you, eventually finding her own methods for blending into certain environments.

Though she keeps her admiration subtle, she’ll sometimes spar with you, hoping to pick up more of your quiet, calculating approach. She’s thrilled to train alongside someone who proves that power can take many forms, and she may even share some of her own techniques with you as a sign of mutual respect.

Monkey

Monkey finds your ghost act legendary. The moment he realizes you’re using stealth and strategy rather than brute force, he’s ready to become your accomplice. He admires that you’ve chosen a path without violence, turning your environment into your ally. For him, your approach has the perfect mix of humor and strategy, making it more of an art than a skill.

Eager to assist, he starts joining you on your “ghost patrols,” and his agility adds an extra element of surprise. He’ll disappear into trees or leap from cliffs to help create even more suspense, and his quick-witted ideas make him a natural partner for you. Monkey delights in watching bandits stumble over each other in fear, convinced they’ve crossed into some supernatural realm.

He brings a playful twist to your work, coming up with ideas to amplify your “haunting” presence. “Let’s create moving shadows with these branches,” he whispers one night, rigging up sticks and leaves to dance eerily in the moonlight. Thanks to Monkey, you earn a reputation as the most unpredictable ghost in the valley, and he never stops bragging about how he’s part of your “ghost crew.”

Crane

Crane is amazed by how skillfully you blend into the snow, creating the appearance of a guardian spirit without ever needing to fight. Your approach aligns with his own tendency towards gentler methods, so he quickly develops a deep admiration for your style.

As a supportive friend, he offers to be your “eyes in the sky” when you patrol. From above, he can spot bandits before they even reach the mountains, warning you of their approach with subtle calls. He becomes your quiet lookout, ensuring no one surprises you.

Sometimes, he’ll add a touch of theatricality to your ghost act, swooping down and creating mysterious gusts of wind that make you seem even more like a phantom. He enjoys the role, finding a sense of peaceful purpose in your shared mission. Crane takes to calling you the “Mist Guardian” and tells others that they should “leave a little gift” for you at the mountain's edge if they want to avoid your ghostly wrath.

Viper

Viper has a quiet admiration for your strategy and finds your methods brilliant. She respects your control and appreciates that you choose to avoid violence unless absolutely necessary. Your non-combative style resonates with her own thoughtful approach to combat.

She’s fascinated by your techniques and sometimes asks you to show her how you blend with the fog. Viper wants to learn how to incorporate this into her own martial arts, as she values the ability to move undetected when necessary. Together, you two practice silent movement and controlled breathing, honing your skills in the art of blending.

Viper becomes one of your most enthusiastic supporters and talks highly of your skills to the rest of the group. She often calls you her “mystical sister,” appreciating the unique perspective you bring to protecting the valley. She even suggests you two go on occasional “stealth missions” together, so she can see your techniques in action.

Mantis

Mantis is wildly entertained by your scare tactics. He’s all about clever strategies that make people think twice, and your ghostly presence is his idea of the perfect deterrent.

He enjoys “helping” from time to time, usually by hitching a ride on your fur and whispering in a spooky voice to add an extra layer of fright to the experience. Mantis loves watching the bandits’ reactions when they hear unexpected voices coming from seemingly nowhere.

The aftermath is Mantis’s favorite part. He’s quick to gather all the funniest details about the bandits’ reactions and shares them with the group, exaggerating for dramatic effect. He even invents legends about you, calling you the “Phantom Guardian,” and he swears he’ll write a story about the “Ghost of the Mountain” one day.

Master Shifu

Shifu has high regard for your dedication to non-violent protection, seeing it as an admirable choice that requires a deep level of discipline. He might not always show his appreciation openly, but he respects that you’ve crafted a role of defender without needing direct confrontation.

When he learns about your methods, he recognizes the skill involved in blending with the snow and fog, and he subtly encourages the rest of the Furious Five to observe and learn from your approach. To him, you embody the idea that true strength isn’t always about force, and he may even hint that you’re an example they could all learn from.

He’s quietly proud of your efforts and will sometimes watch from afar, ensuring that you’re safe on your patrols. Shifu may even thank you directly for your contributions to the valley, a rare acknowledgment from the usually reserved master. He might not show it outwardly, but he considers you one of the most resourceful protectors in the region.

Tai Lung

Tai Lung is deeply intrigued by your method of protection and fascinated by your ability to guard the valley without ever needing to fight. Coming from a background steeped in power and aggression, he’s both impressed and humbled by your approach.

If he joins you on a patrol, he’s initially silent, observing the way you weave through snow and fog with effortless grace. He finds himself drawn to the idea of protecting without force, seeing it as a form of strength he hadn’t considered before.

Tai Lung tries to follow your example, though his instincts sometimes get the better of him. He admires your patience and considers you an unlikely role model, one that challenges his view of what it means to be strong. Though he might not say it, he respects you deeply, viewing you as a kind of mentor in restraint and control.

The fog rolled thick over the mountainside, curling around tree trunks and swallowing rocky ledges. A faint shimmer of white slipped through the mist, moving with an unearthly stillness that no mortal could manage. From below, the valley bandits, their faces pale with fright, muttered nervously.

“Did you hear?” one whispered, gripping his spear a little tighter. “They say a ghost haunts these peaks—a spirit with fur as white as death itself.”

With a quiet chuckle, you—the snow leopard of the Valley—melted deeper into the mist, every step perfectly silent. You’d learned the art of scaring bandits away without needing to fight long ago; it was your signature way of keeping peace. Out here, the cold air carried whispers, and the fog was the perfect veil. So, you moved closer, letting your tail flick just barely into view before vanishing again.

One of the bandits gasped. “Did you see that?”

“You’re just seeing things,” his friend chided, though he took a cautious step back himself.

In another instant, you appeared again, only your sharp blue eyes showing through the fog like two frozen flames. That was enough—the two men shrieked, dropping their weapons and stumbling over one another as they bolted down the mountain path, disappearing into the trees below. You waited until you could no longer hear their footsteps, your amused smile spreading as the air around you settled back into silence.

“Wow! That was amazing!” a familiar voice cheered behind you. You turned to see Po, bouncing with excitement, a wide grin stretching across his face. “The ‘Snow Ghost’ strikes again! They didn’t stand a chance!”

You let out a soft laugh. “They’ll think twice before coming up here again, that’s for sure.”

Po was still bubbling with enthusiasm, eager to see your tactics in action up close. “That’s gotta be the coolest way of keeping people safe that I’ve ever seen! You didn’t even have to touch them!”

Just as Po finished speaking, a low growl sounded nearby. “Did you even consider if anyone might be watching?” Tigress asked as she emerged from the trees, her eyes narrowed with concern. “They were still carrying weapons.” She glanced at Po and added, “A little less cheering and they might not have noticed you.”

You gave a light nod of understanding. “True, but you’ve got to admit that scaring them off without a fight is sometimes… effective,” you offered, catching the faintest smirk that Tigress tried to hide.

“Effective,” she echoed with a nod, casting a sideways glance. “I didn’t say it wasn’t impressive.” There was something like admiration in her gaze as she continued, “Blending with your surroundings, using the mist like that… It’s a useful skill.”

A flicker of movement overhead caught your attention, and you saw Crane gliding down to perch on a low-hanging branch. “Keeping to the shadows again?” he teased lightly, settling his wings. “I’ll admit, it’s pretty remarkable what you do.” He tilted his head with a grin. “Though, if you need extra eyes from above, just give a signal. I can always scout the area.”

A spark of pride warmed your chest. These were friends who understood your quiet approach, who valued it just as much as you did. You watched as Crane spread his wings wide, demonstrating how he’d glide down to create a gust of wind that would stir the mist around you, amplifying your ghostly appearance.

“Oh! And wait, wait!” Monkey piped up, jumping in from a nearby branch, grinning as he moved his arms in sweeping, exaggerated gestures. “You could always rig up a few branches to move in the wind. I’m telling you, they’d go from scared to screaming!”

The idea made you laugh softly. Monkey’s antics often bordered on the theatrical, but his creative enthusiasm added an extra layer of fun to your mission. “I think I’ll stick with what I know works,” you replied, though you made a mental note of his ideas. Sometimes, a bit of drama worked wonders.

“Now, now, let’s not get carried away,” Master Shifu’s voice came from behind you, the red panda giving a thoughtful look over the group. “Though, I must admit,” he said, glancing up at you with respect, “what you do is unique—and honorable. Protecting the Valley without harm… there’s something admirable in that choice.”

You felt a swell of pride at Shifu’s words. Shifu, though reserved, valued wisdom over brute strength, and that was exactly what you hoped to embody. As he watched, you melted back into the fog to demonstrate, turning your head just enough for your pale blue eyes to peer back out before you fully disappeared into the mist.

“I think she’s trying to show off now,” Mantis muttered playfully, crossing his tiny arms.

“Show off?” Tai Lung’s voice cut in, his tone one of mild intrigue. He’d arrived quietly, his towering form blending into the shadows. His eyes held an intensity as he watched you, though not with his former fury. Since his redemption, Tai Lung had taken to observing and appreciating non-violent approaches, curious about a strength that was more restraint than force. He inclined his head, his gaze softened. “There’s wisdom in a fight avoided. Perhaps it’s a lesson I should’ve learned long ago.”

Tai Lung’s quiet acknowledgment was unexpected, and you inclined your head in a brief bow of mutual respect. In a rare moment of vulnerability, Tai Lung admitted, “You’ve shown that power doesn’t always mean force. I think… that’s something I should remember.”

Just as he finished, Po let out an amused sigh. “Oh, come on, Tai Lung! You know that everyone’s just impressed by the legendary ‘Snow Ghost.’” He grinned, looking around at the group as he continued, “Just imagine, if I’d seen her out here on my first visit to the Valley, I’d have been toast!”

“Don’t give her any ideas,” Tigress replied dryly, though a hint of a smile tugged at her lips.

Before the group could continue, Crane’s sharp eyes spotted movement below. Another group of bandits approached the valley entrance, clearly unaware of the fate of the others before them.

“Another set already?” Mantis asked, exasperated. “What do they think is going to happen?”

You exchanged a determined look with your friends and wordlessly vanished back into the mist. Po and the others watched in awe as you moved forward, your fur nearly disappearing against the snowy backdrop.

Watching from above, your friends saw the bandits’ eyes widen with dread as you emerged like a phantom, appearing just close enough for them to glimpse your icy stare. You allowed the fog to gather around you, lingering in view just long enough for them to understand the warning in your eyes. In seconds, the bandits took off, their courage gone, scattering back down the mountain in a hurry.

When you returned, the group was ready with quiet applause. Even Tai Lung nodded in admiration. “That,” he said, “is how to inspire fear without lifting a finger.”

“I think it’s more than fear,” Shifu noted thoughtfully, glancing up at you. “It’s a way of reminding others that sometimes the strongest power is the gentlest hand.”

Po clapped you on the back with a grin. “I think we can all agree—the Valley’s got the best ‘ghost’ in the land. Who needs a fight when they have you?”

And as the mist wrapped around you once more, a sense of quiet satisfaction settled over the mountains. You’d protected the valley again, keeping peace with a bit of stealth, some clever tricks, and a loyal family who believed in the strength of a peaceful heart.

#kung fu panda #po #master shifu #tai lung #tigress #Furious five #mantis #Viper #crane #monkey #kung fu panda x reader #snow leopard #redemption arc tai lung #redemption arc

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roxannepolice · 1 month ago

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Between plain irritation with acting like the Master could be just seamlessly reintroduced and if you don't agree then you must hate the character on the one hand, and the fact that RTD is quite obviously itching to write them again, even has a guy mourning his dead wife with Ten's line from TSOD, I think what needs to be addressed is the poetics and tonality.

Like, Fifteen clearly is upset about destruction of Gallifrey and does think of Time Lords as their people, in fact he's wearing the most Gallifreyan cultural elements on himself out of all regenerations. At the same time, RTD doesn't seem as hung up on them as a personal axis universi as the writing was keen on being recently, so I don't think the Master's eventual return will follow that path. Like, on the one hand they can't be reintroduced in a purely hostile way, because then the dynamic would be fully negative, yet at the same time it shouldn't be another "the Master only wants to be friends again". They have to be reestablished as a character with their independent selfish agenda, yet not focused solely on hating the Doctor.

I don't think any "x is actually the Master" plotline would work, just because you don't go out of your way to insert a tooth side plot in a story that has nothing to do with them, only to later use it only as a flashback after the revelation of another plot device of a chameleon arch (like, the storytelling awareness that you do in fact have to establish aspects of the lore that are relevant to the story at hand seems to be back on the menu, so you'd have to one, establish who the Master is and two, how the chameleon arch works there just aren't enough episodes) and also RTD seems to really like the idea of Time Lords sniffing each other like cats in heat. Total reset and comeback of baby Master also seems, one, like a cop out, two, also superfluous to the tooth, so for all that Belinda only having abstract "Mum and Dad", and a break up from when she was a teenager is off for RTD, I don't think this is going anywhere either.

So I think the obvious plotline for when you want to reintroduce a genius villain with a situationship with the protagonist after a major fuck up is "there's totally only one person that can help now", I mean, Belinda specifically connecting there being no other Time Lords with no one coming to help seems to nudge in this direction. Like, think Loki in the Dark World, right? Reluctant cooperation is what Thoschei Casablanca actually is! Except, the Doctor straight up doesn't know about the tooth. So we have to look to mysterious hand suddenly appearing on UNIT HQ's terrace. Still don't know who that is, the following scenario would work if this is Kate, though the tonality would be different, but for now I'm going to let my imagination loose and go with "mrs Flood is actually the daedric prince of television in the Pantheon (you get it, right? Flood, as in waves, so if the god of light controls cinema, then waves are what makes television, also mrs Flood is an anagram of, uuuh, old forms, as in old forms of communication, she popped up out of nowhere as she seems to do, and had red nails because she knows it's red fingernails that pick up the Master), and while not exactly good, she's impersonally invested in the Doctor going on as what feeds her and also ships thoschei". Ok, so with that.

I think the neatest way to get the Master back in is the penultimate episode having the Doctor taken away, perhaps trapped in another daedric realm by, ugh, Cath Palug, the monstrous cat of Welsh folklore and arthuriana. And Belinda, and Ruby, and probably some UNIT memebers (this is why Kate would work too), are all moping because, well maybe the Earth was saved but the Doctor had to sacrifice himself, and someone goes "If there was anything could be done to bring him back…", and suddenly mrs Flood is in the frame, giving the audience a jumpscare asking "Would you do it? Hmmm? What… would you? Hmmm? What would any of you be willing to do? Hmmm? Would you sail to the ends of the universe, and beyond, to fetch back clever Doctor and his precious TARDIS?", and everyone is like "Aye.", and then she goes "Alright. But if you're goin' brave the weird, and haunted shores, in the chaos outside of the universes, then… you will need a captain who knows those waters." AAAND SHE PULLS OUT THE TOOTH AND IT SAYS "So tell me, what's become of my ship?"

Roll credits.

#doctor who #doctor who theory #doctor who spoilers #the doctor #fifteenth doctor #ncuti gatwa #belinda chandra #varada sethu #mrs flood #the master #rtd #russell t davies #i mean this is seriously the scenario that i think would work best #but also over the easter dinner got reminded of peak character work that was hector barbossa #never had a redemption arc one day everyone just accepted he's the good guy now. thank you mr rush

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eliseliedl · 6 months ago

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Favorite games I finished in 2024 ♡

#video games #gamingedit #miyku #fear and hunger termina #red dead redemption 2 #vampire the masquerade bloodlines #master detective archives rain code #baldur's gate 3 #persona 3 reload #mouthwashing game #honorable mention to dredge which was pretty good despite not being my kinda game #medeasgifs

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gaymer-hag-stan · 1 year ago

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Of course Lara Croft is more iconic than Mario, Sonic, Link and the rest, you can cry about it all you want in the replies on Twitter but it's the truth.

She's the most successful woman to ever hit video games.

She jump-started the action adventure genre.

She revolutionised 3D gaming.

She inspired tons of imitations and her likeness (dual pistols, long braid, blue tank top + brown pants combo) continues to be applied to various degrees in female characters to this day.

She has stayed relevant across decades.

She was the very first and only video game character to become a pop culture icon and be treated as a celebrity in the 90s, appearing in magazine covers, advertisements for Séat, Lucozade, Visa etc., touring with U2 and having her own publicist.

She has won multiple Guinness awards.

She has been portrayed by two Oscar-winning actresses.

Her games have been extremely successful, both critically and commercially, and she has outlived her main and only competitor, Nathan Drake.

Lara Croft IS video games. It's just facts

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flamingpudding · 2 years ago

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Fictober23 Prompt: 25 - "Do I look like I knew that?"

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: T

Warnings: -

A/N: Edit - adjusted the last bit a little after rereading this during my break, so that it makes grammatically more sense...

There was no warning. The moment the Waynes had stepped into the main hall of this Gala they had not been prepared for what had been about to happen. The only sign they had gotten was Damian tensing for a split second before the youngest of them booked it across the hall.

Tim and Bruce instantly attempted damage control, distracting all the high society people that had noticed it, while Dick and Jason followed their youngest. Cass had already escaped the gala to the roof before they had set their first foot into the main hall.

But again, nothing could have prepared them for what was happening.

Damian not only had seen something that caused him to sprint across the room no, their Demon Brat had gone a step further and just tackled the kid of someone else over and was now wrestling with the other boy! Holding one of the daggers they must have missed to the other boy's neck.

Surprisingly, the other kid held himself pretty well against Damian. Jason and Dick spent a good five minutes just staring when they had found their youngest, only starting to move again when Vlad Master demanded answers from his child. The apparent guardian of the kid that was currently attempting to get a choke hold on Damian before getting flipped over the shoulder, the boy flipped mid air, landing on his feet.

Before Damian could lung at the other boy again Dick grabbed him, his arm wounding around Damians chest as he held onto his youngest brother that sent quite an impressive death glare towards the other kid that just returned the glare, not with the same intensity but clearly peeved had having gotten attacked out of nowhere.

"Daniel! Explain this instant! You promised me, one gala without a ruckus!" Master was clearly not amused, hopefully Bruce had some sort of peace offering ready. Not that the man needed it, Dick thought, remembering some of the reports he had seen the man on.

The boy, Daniel, turned his glare towards his guardian. "It's not my fault this time! HE attacked me first!" Jason snorted, clearly having heard out of that statement alone that Masters apparently also had a feral kid that attacked someone at a gala before.

"This is no excuse. I know you are still grieving but you can not attack my business partner's children. Wasn't it enough that you broke Andrews Mayors nose last week?"

"He deserved it, he hit a girl in a perverted way."

"Justin Gracer?"

"Made fun of my late parents' profession."

"Daniel."

"Fruitloop."

Dick watched how Masters pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly not happy with his charge. By now Damian seemed to have calmed down too from whatever idea he had gotten into his head. He was still glaring at the other kid but at least it appeared he wasn't going to attack anymore when he hissed at Dick to let go of him. He still kept a hand on his shoulder just in case.

"I am so sorry Mr. Master. It wasn't Daniel that started it. Damian, come on apologies." Dick cut in, causing the other two to pay attention and fully face them. That's when he noticed it. Daniel looked a whole lot like Damian. The older siblings shared a glance before Jason left to get the others, Tim and Bruce were still stuck doing damage control but it should only be a matter of time. What was the best way to bring it up to ask subtitle questions without appearing suspicious?

Dick was just about a question before Daniel apparently beat him to it. "Fruitloop, you did not attempt to clone me did you?"

"Little Badger, why would I do that? I already have guardianship over you."

Dick felt like he was missing something here but he also felt Daniam's shoulder tense below his hand. So that was why he had attacked. Damian thought another clone appeared. He really hoped what Masters and his Charge seid were just some ill timed joke. Otherwise the implications would be very worrisome.

"Mom and Dad didn't keep some other family relations secret did they?" Daniel then asked and Masters looked at them contemplatively. "Well Jack was estranged from the rest of his family while Maddie only had her sister Alicia and as far as I am aware you and Jasmine were their only children."

"Mr. Masters if you don't mind, would it be alright to do a DNA testing? You said Daniel's father was estranged from his family? It would be good to find out now if there is a relation." Dick ignored the glare Damian was sending him now, but this was his best excuse to get the others DNA to test if the other boy was really a clone or not. If he was then the League of Assassins must have done some serious brainwashing, and memory manipulation. This would also be the first clone of Damian that actually had a consciousness of his own.

"Doesn't explain why he attacked me…" he heard the other boy mutter as Master stared at them with narrowed eyes for a while before giving the boy by his side a contemplating look.

"Daniel has lost his family and friends in an incident recently. It would be good if we found any family he could connect with or help with his grief." The man then finally said after a moment before handing Dick a business card with a number to connect them before leading his boy away, leaving the gala for all they knew.

A week later and after a lot of discussion in their Family. The Waynes and Masters meet for the DNA testing. Though the moment Masters and his charge met Bruce both froze, Bruce in his Brucie act blinked innocently at them and asked if anything was wrong.

"Fruitloop…"

"Don't be ridiculous Daniel. I never would have attempted what you appear to be implying."

The boy pointed in at Bruce as he faced his guardian. "Look at him and tell me they don't look alike! He is like a more fit version of Dad! Like he hadn't eaten a single one of mom fudges in years! You have to have an explanation for that!"

"And how would I do that?"

"I don't know! You're the fruitloop one that had cloning equipment in the basement! Who did you buy it from? Some old fruitloop? The one you bought it from, did they try to - i don't know - clone a celebrity for themselves! The papers you had with it clearly stated that it had been used successfully once. It was a second hand bought with super old technology when I demanded you destroy the stuff!"

"Daniel, do I look like I knew that? I never looked in these papers you speak of! I just bought it as a backup plan, that I never needed a little badger! Besides the only one I would have ever attempted to clone with that time frame would have been your mother! I didn't even know your father before college! "

"Why would you buy something without looking into the papers and instruction manuals you get with it?!"

"There was no need for! Why did you even look into that when you had me destroy it anyway?!"

The Waynes looked back and forth between Masters and his charge. The more these two continued to argue the more a sinking feeling started to form in everyone present. It was Tim though that voiced everyone's thoughts as he leaned over to Bruce whispering only one question. "Are we sure there never has been an attempt of someone trying to clone you? It sounds like there had been one, years ago…"

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