#now I just need Yancy

[thevoidbunny]

EVERYONE SHUT UP MY WIFE IS IN POKEMAS

[crazyw3irdo]

mark fanartists stop tempting me with the yancy murdock siblings headcanon i’ve been a yancy eric siblings headcanon-er for so long i can’t change that-

[lecsainz]

OMGGGG!!!! 🩷🩵 Love your work! Can you do a Percy X (halfblood of your choice) reader and maybe affection headcannons? Like how he stares at you 24/7 and maybe him falling asleep on our shoulder and all that!!!!

BEAUTIFUL GIRL

parings: percy jackson x fem!reader

an: two weeks without a new episode, I can't take it anymore 😭😭😭

summary: the one where you and percy met at yancy academy, and what your relationship would be like.

( my last work for riodanverse || go to my main masterlist )

You met Percy at Yancy Academy, and well, you quickly became friends – best friends, to be precise, since your room was conveniently next to his.

When Grover arrived at the school, he became more than worried about finding two demigod kids together.

As you excelled in your studies – you LOVED studying – you decided to help Percy out. However, Percy always seemed too distracted, often catching him staring at you.

Percy looks at the notebook where you were scribbling math problems and realizes he hasn't paid attention to anything you were explaining for the past twenty minutes.

"So, um, how do you solve this math problem again?" He asks.

You point the pen at him with a stern expression. "Percy, we've been through this like ten times!"

Percy gazes at you with a mischievous smile on his lips because, by the gods, he finds you incredibly beautiful with the braid you decided to wear today.

"Sorry, got distracted. You look really nice today." Percy says, shrugging.

"Focus, Percy! We need to get through this." You roll your eyes, but your cheeks are flushed, and Percy still finds it adorable.

You throw the pen cap at Percy, lightly hitting him on the head when you realize he wasn't paying attention again.

"Ow! What was that for?" He puts his hand where the cap hit him and pretends to be in pain.

"For not paying attention! Now, let's get back to work." You stick out your tongue.

Laughing, Percy tries to throw the pen cap back at you, but you quickly dodge, and poor Grover ends up being the target.

You two became an inseparable duo, like shadows to each other, and constantly causing Grover massive headaches.

Percy would talk about you to his mom.

Percy hesitated for a moment before dialing the number. As his mother picked up on the other end, he launched into a torrent of words about you.

"Hey, Mom, you won't believe what happened today. So, there's this new girl, Y/N, and she's amazing. Seriously, she's the smartest person I know, and she's always helping me out with my studies. And she's got this incredible sense of humor. We're like a team, Mom, inseparable. I don't know how I'd get through the day without her."

Sally listened with a gentle smile on her face, recognizing the familiar signs of her son being captivated. She knew Percy well enough to notice the subtle shifts in his tone and enthusiasm.

"Percy, it sounds like you really enjoy spending time with this Y/N," Sally said, her voice warm and knowing.

"Yeah, Mom, it's like... I don't know. She's just different, you know? Everything feels better when she's around. I can't explain it."

Sally chuckled softly, recognizing the telltale signs of young love. "Percy, sweetheart, sounds like you might be developing feelings for this girl."

Percy stammered for a moment, realizing that his mother had caught on. "I, uh, Mom, we're just friends. Really good friends."

Sally's laughter echoed through the phone. "Alright, Percy. But remember, love has a way of sneaking up on you when you least expect it.”

When you first heard about blue food, you didn't believe Percy's words, leading to a heated argument. It all ended when Percy pulled out a pack of blue cookies from his backpack. To your surprise, they turned out to be the best cookies you'd ever tasted.

During one of your study sessions, Percy calling you a beautiful girl, and the nickname sticking because you blushed every time he called you that.

Percy only realized he liked you when they arrived at the camp and you wanted to help Percy defeat the Minotaur, but he wouldn't allow it because he had already lost his mother and couldn't bear to lose his girl.

He told Grover not to let you follow him and instructed him to take you safely to camp.

The air in the forest was thick with tension as Percy and you faced off against the looming figure of the Minotaur. Determination burned in your veins as you gripped your weapon tightly, ready to fight alongside Percy.

But before you could make a move, Percy's voice cut through the silence, firm and commanding. "Grover, take Y/N back to camp. Keep her safe," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Your heart sank as you realized what he was saying. "Percy, I can help. We can fight this thing together," you protested, your voice trembling with emotion.

"I need you to stay safe, Y/N," Percy said, his tone unusually severe. "Grover will take you to camp. I can't lose you."

Tears welled up in your eyes, the raw emotion of the situation hitting you like a tidal wave. "I can't just stand by and do nothing while you face that monster alone."

Percy shook his head, a mixture of frustration and fear in his gaze. "Y/N. I can't risk losing you. Not after what happened to my mom."

A heavy silence settled between you two, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Percy cupped your face gently, his eyes searching yours. "I need you to trust me, okay? Grover will take care of you."

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you nodded reluctantly. "Just promise me you'll be safe, Percy."

He gave you a solemn look before pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. "I promise. Now go with Grover. I'll find you after this is over."

Grover approached, his expression mirroring the somber mood. "We should go, Y/N."

After that, you swore to yourself that the next time you saw Percy, you would tell him you liked him. That seemed like the smartest thing to do.

As Percy stirred awake, his eyes met yours, and a small smile played on his lips. "Hey, beautiful girl," he greeted, a newfound warmth in his tone.

You blushed at the endearing nickname he had given you, but concern soon took over. "I thought I was going to lose you," you admitted, holding a small cup of ambrosia-infused nectar.

His expression softened, his hand reaching for yours. "You're not getting rid of me that easily."

Relief washed over you, and you laughed, playfully nudging his shoulder. "Good. Because there's something I need to tell you."

Percy raised an eyebrow, curious. "What's that?"

He looked at you with curiosity, encouraging you to continue. With a deep breath, you confessed, "I... I really like you."

Percy's eyes lit up, a genuine smile spreading across his face. "You do?" he asked, as if surprised by the revelation.

You nodded, a shy smile gracing your lips. "Yeah, Percy, I really do."

"Well, beautiful girl, I think you're stuck with me now," he declared, a playful glint in his eyes. As you leaned in closer, he gently pulled you to lie beside him on the bed. When you rested your head against his chest, Percy winced in pain.

"Careful," he joked, "I just survived a Minotaur. Your head might be more dangerous than that."

You chuckled softly, and Percy couldn't help but smile despite the discomfort. "You know," he mused, "your laughter is my favorite sound in the whole world."

[webanglikethat]

“Gabe wasn’t abusive enough”

as a victim of abuse myself, everyone complaining that Gabe is not ''abusive enough'' makes me SO fucking enraged. just because we don't see sally limping with a black eye while blood is rushing down her face, it does not mean she's not abused. one thing that is extremely important to recognize when it comes to abuse is that abuse can manifest in various forms -> including emotional, psychological, verbal, and financial abuse and even many more. it is not always visible or easily identifiable. abuse leaves scars that aren't always visible to the naked eye. stop pretending it is always black and white.

now to Gabe -> he is financially abusive: he is unemployed and seemingly devoid of any inclination towards responsibility. he shamelessly exploits Sally's hard-earned money and so, her efforts to secure a stable financial future for herself and Percy are callously disregarded as Gabe channels those funds into a destructive vortex of gambling.

-> he is verbally abusive to Percy: he always belittles him, undermining his self-esteem and sense of worth. Percy is barely twelve, living in a world that was not crafted for him, and he is trying to come to terms with that and there is Gabe, taking advantage of that. the psychological impact of Gabe's actions goes beyond mere verbal jabs; it seeps into the very fabric of Percy's self-concept. if you want to believe it or not.

-> he is okay with physical abuse: when Percy mentions he got kicked out for ´´assaulting a girl´´, instead of the expected concern or guidance everyone would expect from a normal person, Gabe's response is a simple yet chilling "okay," delivered with an almost impressed and approving tone. rather than condemning the use of physical force, Gabe's indifferent response basically indicates that he too would be okay with it and that perhaps, Percy's house isn't the safe place he thought it would be. (which we know is true, if you have read the books)

-> he is mentally abusive: HE answered Sally’s phone and spoke to the principal at Yancy. Gabe, ever the puppeteer, attempted //again// to extend his pathetic influence by seeking to control not only the household dynamics but also the very upbringing of Sally's son.

-> coercive control: Gabe is exerting control over the family's mobility by dictating access to the car. by making Sally negotiate, Gabe is asserting dominance and creating an environment where Sally feels compelled to seek his permission for everyday activities.

-> neglect: believe it or not, but failing to provide basic needs, including emotional support, is a form of abuse. Gabe's complete disregard for Percy's well-being is neglectful and abusive. period.

-> and I cannot believe that twelve year old Percy saw the red flags before some of you all -- who are grown adults -- did. Percy's recognition of the subtle manipulation tactics employed by Gabe literally showcase the emotional intelligence and observational skills that children can only develop when navigating difficult circumstances (shoutout to my psychology class).

and also, fuck you. what is abusive enough to you? as a survivor of abuse, I find this idea so fucking deeply troubling. what exactly constitutes 'abusive enough' to you? is it only valid if there's kicking or punching involved? let me be clear: abuse isn't just about physical violence. it is such a complex issue with many facets - emotional manipulation, verbal degradation, financial control, and psychological torment are all forms of abuse that can leave lasting scars. by suggesting Gabe needs to be 'more abusive,' you're unintentionally trivializing the experiences of countless abuse survivors whose abusers never laid a hand on them. this often prevents victims from seeking help. many abuse survivors struggle with self-doubt, wondering if their experiences 'count' because they don't match the extreme portrayals often seen in media. abuse isn't a spicy sauce you can just keep adding to until it burns. it’s not a competition to see who can be the most horrible human being possible. also how exactly are you measuring here? do you have a handy little scale? oh, he only emotionally devastated her today. that’a like, a 3 out of 10 on the abuse-o-meter. needs more punching!' Newsflash: abuse isn't some kind of a spectator sport. it’s not here for your entertainment or to meet your arbitrary standards of 'enough.'

so you know what? I think TV shows need more representation like this. the portrayal of Gabe as an abuser who initially appears harmless and quite stupid aligns with the reality of many abusive relationships because contrary to popular perceptions, abuse doesn't always manifest in blatant physical aggression or explicit threats. more often than not, it takes on subtler forms, such as psychological, emotional, or financial manipulation (as I already mentioned).

and I am so proud that the show chose this narrative path because it sheds light on the less-discussed aspects of abuse. in my opinion, the show proves to be a valuable resource by deviating from conventional tropes in its portrayal. victims often hesitate to seek help when their experiences deviate from the expected narrative, and bystanders may struggle to recognize the more subtle aspects of abuse, perpetuating a culture of silence and impunity for abusers. so good job to the percy jackson directors, you got my respect. <3

[thatonepersonwhocantwrite]

PLATONIC yandere Percy jackson x mother reader

This is based off the head cannons by Lady-Ashfade @lady-ashfade ( thank you so much for letting me. )

I love Sally I really do and I tried to fit her in but I couldn't fit her in also Percy might be a little Out of character idk how I feel about this

Trigger warnings swearing , Gabe is more abusive like the books that the show , blood

Percy didn't like it when you're attention was on anybody other than him. Percy had never wanted to leave you alone with smelly Gabe and go off to some fancy school so he was relieved when he got home. Actually Percy had straight up refused to go to Yancy Academy because it meant he wouldn't be near you . Also you had gotten a few calls from Yancy saying Percy had sent someone to the hospital because they dared to make a joke about you but did you believe them? No you didn't because in your eyes Percy could do no wrong. Percy stood in front of the door to the apartment but stopped when he heard screaming and the sound of glass shattering and your pained yelp as soon as he heard you're yelp he aggressively opened the door. He saw you clutching your left arm which was bleeding badly and probably had glass in it from the beer bottle Gabe had smashed onto it.

Percy lost it when he saw you in pain . Percy hit Gabe in the back with the closes thing to him which happened to be a pen Riptide although Riptide wouldn't do any good since Gabe is a mortal so Percy just jabbed the pen really hard into Gabes back. “ HURT HER AGAIN AND I'LL SLIT YOUR…..” Percy started but you cut him off. “ Hey I'm ok sweetheart I'm ok.” You said interrupting him. “ I'm ok sweetheart.” Although neither you or Percy were entirely convinced of that. “ Mom you're arm…..” Percy said . “ I'm going to clean up then I have a surprise for you.” You said and walked into the bathroom about twenty minutes later you came out showered and you're arm wrapped. “ I forgot to give these to you.” You said holding out a bag of blue sour strings. “ Thanks mom!” Percy exclaimed. “ Of course sweetheart. That's not the surprise though. We're going to Montauk.” You said. “ Really? Just you and me?” Percy asked excited. “ You were serious about that?” Gabe complained.

“ Yes now give me the dam keys.” You said stretching your hand out. “Never. I'm not handing my keys to my car over to you.” Gabe said. “ Yes. You are.” You replied. “ Give her the fucking keys or I'll do far worse than stick a fucking pen into your back. I'll get a knife and shove it down your …” Percy started. Gabe handed you the keys. Well the trip went wrong quickly. “ Dam it I wish I had more time.” You muttered to yourself. “ Mom what's going ON???! AND WHAT'S THAT THING CHASING US???!” Percy shouted. Cue Grover trying to explain. It shattered the glass of the driver window and jammed its horn into the steering wheel causing it to be hard to do anything really. Well the car got flipped. “ Percy I need you to listen to me. What ever happens stay strong my brave boy. Stay strong and brave. I love you my sweet boy. “ You said gently before taking his jacket. “ Mom what are you doing? Mom you're scaring me.” Percy said. “ I love you my sweet boy. Grover make sure he gets to camp.” You said. “ Wait why do you need my jacket mom?” Percy asked. “ He smells half blood…. That's what he's after maybe I can confuse him.” You said.

“Mom No!” Percy exclaimed . You sighed softly pressing his forehead against yours. “ I love you sweetheart but right now you need to be brave.” You said before the minotaur roared again and you ran the opposite direction buying some time for Percy and Grover. The minotaur grabbed you. “ MOM!” Percy shouted . You felt your world go dark. “ NOOOO!” Percy yelled . He charged sword first. “ COME BACK WITH MY MOM YOU FUCKING COWARD!” Percy shouted he wasn't calling you a coward he was calling the minotaur a coward even though he saw it turn to dust. “ Fuck you dad you're a disappointment you couldn't even save my mother. You don't deserve this .” Percy said bitterly putting a blue sour string into the fire.

He jumped on the quest when he found out you might alive somehow. Honestly Percy and Grover were shocked to see you calmly sipping coffee ( or tea if you prefer it or are allergic to dairy) like nothing had happened with Persephone. Also Hades was chill as fuck. “ MOM!” Percy said literally tackling you off the chair and onto the floor into a hug. You chuckled slightly. “ Hi sweetheart.” You said hugging him back tightly. Percy had his precious mother back and he didn't intend to let you go ever again. Even if that meant he had to tear Mount Olympus apart .

Here's the link to Lady-Ashfade's head cannons

[geostelar5]

"Because your my friend, any other stupid questions?" - I feel like this moment really needs to be emphasized, because as much as we talk about how Annabeth had a shitty childhood, has abandonment issues, etc. I feel like we don't talk about Percy's as much because he doesn't really bring it up that much. But its really important to Emphasize that all his life, up until Yancy it has been Percy and his mom VS the world, and for someone who's fatal Flaw is Loyalty, this must have KILLED Percy more than anything else. Not having anyone to really connect to, to live your life giving everything for your friends that you manage to make, only for it to be thrown in your face as you are ratted out, as you are betrayed or you have to move schools again. Percy is a person who THRIVEs when he has a group around him, he is a natural Leader, someone who brings people together, a grounding presense because everyone can trust him. They know that they can trust him because betrayal would never cross his mind. So, imagine how powerful, how impactful it is to Percy when he FINALLY has not one, but two friends that he can throw his whole heart into loving and trusting and they return it with just as much frevor. To assure him that they WONT turn against him, to be on His side no matter what. Grover was the first person that Percy met who clung to him and bonded with him, wanting to be his friend first and foremost. His best friend, the first one who didn't give up on him when it got tough. And now we have Annabeth, the second one, this girl who used to seem to hate you for who your dad was is now assuring you that she would turn against her mom, who she clearly craves approval from because you are friends. Who makes it sound like its the most obvious thing in the world to her. That your the idiot for even bringing up the possiblity that she would turn against you. Imagine how powerful that is to Percy, to finally have your Loyalty Rewarded, to assure you that *NO* your feelings and wants to go to hell and back for those who love you aren't wrong! That you WILL find people who return that love like its second nature to them. To hear some validation for all your efforts in the form of two best friends who will ALWAYS be there for you.

[paperbackpieces-makemewhole]

Yancy should have been home by now.

He had one last bit of business to take care of for the day before heading home to Enzo, but he's over an hour late with no messages to explain why.

Until an audio message comes through. There's muted sounds of gunshots in the background, which could be written off as the TV playing an action movie. Except that Yancy is breathless and his voice is strained with pain.

"Baby... I need you to listen to me, I don't have a lotta time. I need you to stay put at the apartment, alright? Don't talk to nobody, not even if they work for me or say they do. I can't... I dunno who to trust now, its..." a shaky breath before he continues. "Type in 013487 into the security system by the door, and no one can get in there, okay? Fuck... I love you, amati. I'll see you soon, I swear."

Things not happening when they're supposed to always stresses Enzo out. So Yancy being an hour late with no communication is fucking terrifying to him.

And the message doesn't help console him. Especially with how breathless Yancy is and the gunshots in the background.

He does exactly as Yancy says, even barracading the door and closing the blinds just to be safe. Then he sends a text back.

[αγαπημένο κοράκι: I love you too, φιλάτος. Please be careful.]

[marshthemarsh]

A pjo x dc crossover that takes place before the lighting thief.

Starting with Percy Jackson who was 11 at the time when he catches the attention of the teen titans, who have started to notice that Percy was the target for almost all the recent monster attacks, because Percy keeps getting caught up in all these monster attacks the titans do a background check on Percy.

Of course the background check leaves them more concerned (what do you mean Percy attended 6 schools and got expelled from all 6 schools?) so they decide the next time Percy gets caught up in a monster attack they'll interrogate him to try and find some answers as to why Percy is a target for these monsters.

When Percy gets caught up in another monster attack he does what he always do and that's running from the monsters and to somewhere safe but this time his paths of escaping are blocked, the monster cornered him and Percy does try fighting back and during the fight the teen titans do come to his rescue and Percy who never stuck around to see the fights is immediately star struck by Robin(the only one who doesn't have powers yet was able to take a monster down by himself?!). Percy not wanting to stick around but staying because his path was still blocked ends up being walked home by Robin and Percy asks robin how he's able to fight and if he could maybe please teach him how to fight because he keeps getting attacked and he's tired of running he wants to fight back. Robin, seeing this as an opportunity to investigate Percy more, agrees to teach Percy how to fight.

Percy usually trained with robin over the weekends during summer break and thinks Robin is the coolest person ever and Robin isn't any closer to figuring out why Percy keeps being attacked but he meets Sally who asks Robin if he could protect/keep an eye on Percy (he agrees but is suspicious of Sally because he knows that she knows more than she's letting on) he does grow fond of them and ends up giving them a device that'll alert him immediately if either Sally or Percy need his or the titans help.

When Percy is sent to Yancy Academy Robin reminds him to take the device with him to Yancy just in case he needs help. While the school year started Robin did keep tabs on Percy (the mini robin as the titans jokingly referred to Percy as) and there's really nothing note worthy about Percy's school year except one of his teachers being replaced in the middle of the school year but that was all that happened. At the end of the school year Sally does ask if robin could be the one to pick Percy up from the subway station( Sally and Robin stayed in touch during the summer just in case Sally needed a quick get away from Gabe) Robin agreed and picked up Percy from the train station and sees Percy was upset about something, Percy tells him it's because he isn't welcomed back the next school year but robin knew it had to be more than just that.

Now on to the events of the lighting thief

While Percy was on his quest Robin was freaking out because what do you mean Sally and Percy went missing and then Percy reappeared causing a 10 car pile up and then disappeared again only to reappear again and blow up the st Louis Arch?? The titans are all trying to find Percy, they don't know what's happening but whatever it is it's big and Robin won't stop stressing over trying to find Percy and Sally.

After the fight with Ares on the beach Percy calls Robin for help instead of flying home ( the titans were already on their way, they saw the news of Percy in a knife/gun fight with his captor) after returning to new York (and Percy returning the bolt) and seeing Sally also returned home Robin tries to get answers but before he could he had some problems in Gotham he needed to deal with.

This is currently a brain worm I have and I might actually turn it into a full on fic later, I have a vague outline for the sea of monsters and the titans curse that I'll post about later but here's this for now.

[kanerallels]

I can't lie, day 3 of @spectre-week was the only one I had an immediate idea for and executed it in a normal, timely fashion. So here it is!!

The bays of Venator-class star cruisers were always busy, especially before and after missions. Pilots and engineers and droids dashing here and there, dealing with problem after problem. Taking steps towards fighting the war that was tearing its way across their galaxy.

In the center of the hubbub were the Y-wings— the ships that were flown in combat by the clones, and occasionally the Jedi. At the moment they were being serviced— by engineers, mostly, assisted by droids.

One of those droids, an orange-domed astromech, was supposed to be running diagnostics on his Y-wing. But C1-10P had never been particularly skilled at obeying orders.

According to some nosy life forms, he’d come off the assembly line defective, with a cranky and occasionally violent demeanor. C1-10P didn’t really care what they said, as it wasn’t really their business.

Oddly, that comment was how he’d ended up the navigational astromech for one of the clone pilots. CT-25253, who called himself Yancy, had requested him immediately upon hearing the droid overseeing him and the other astromechs complaining about him.

“Don’t worry,” he’d whispered to C1-10p as they’d headed to the Y-wing they would fly in together. “They say I’m defective, too— can’t read too well. The letters just swim in circles when I try. But hey, who needs a good attitude and reading to take down the Seppies?”

C1-10P was generally inclined to agree. Even if Yancy was overly cheerful and was convinced he needed a nickname. He claimed that a string of numbers wasn’t much of a name for anyone, even a droid, so he spent a lot of time trying to figure out the right one.

Not right now, though. Right now he was talking to the engineer examining their Y-wing. C1-10P didn’t really spend more time remembering being’s names than he had to, but considering this one was one of the few beings on the ship who seemed to be somewhat competent, it had stuck with him. 

Nita had blue and black streaked hair twisted back behind her head and olive green skin, and she was currently halfway under the Y-wing, messing with the engine. Yancy was leaning against the side of the ship, talking to her in a casual voice as she worked. C1-10P didn’t know what he was saying, but he got the gist. His pilot spent a lot of time talking to Nita, and unfortunately she didn’t seem to mind.

So busy the two of them were— Nita mostly with her work, Yancy entirely with charming Nita— that neither of them noticed the two brown-robed figures walking past. But C1-10P did.

He quietly watched the duo as they paused, watching the engineers at work. One was tall and didn’t have any of the hair most humans did, just dark brown skin and a serious expression edged with a bit of a frown.

The other was shorter, with lighter brown skin and brown hair looped behind her head. Hands tucked into her robe sleeves, she strolled closer, watching Yancy and Nita with a small smile on her face.

She glanced at C1-10P and winked. “Looks like you have your hands full, my friend,” she told him in a low voice. “I know the type. Good luck.”

“You have no idea,” C1-10P told her, and she laughed.

“Depa.” The stern-faced man spoke from a little ways away, his expression gentling a little as he spoke. “The captain is awaiting our arrival. We shouldn’t make him wait.”

“Of course, Master.” Giving C1-10P a smile, the woman said, “Until next time. Safe stars out there.”

Before C1-10P could so much as beep his gratitude— which wasn’t really something he’d do. Often. But maybe this time— she was heading on her way with her companion. Interesting, the droid thought.

But he didn’t have much time to ponder. Before he knew it, he’d be up in a Y-wing again, fighting a war that wasn’t his. But at least he had a good pilot and a better engineer. There wasn’t much more he could ask for at the moment.

[zee-stars]

Reader and egos as love tropes

So basically I looked up love tropes and I'm gonna be writting the egos that I think fit into them :)

Rivals:

I'm thinking like Actor Mark after the events of WKM and like you guys go for each others throats but you were in love with him before WKM and you still kinda are.

Maybe also Dark but not so much in my brain.

God x worshiper:

Obviously god of night. He is literally a god and you are his worshiper. Do I even need to say more??

Has a dark side × loves them anaway:

Obviously Dark. Like you were there for WKM and after the events you always find a way to go back to him because you love him but he thinks you shouldnt cause hes evil and you're like "stfu"

Dumbasses in love:

Wilford x reader%

I think this one fits it perfectly. There is not much else to write about it. Just when I think of this trope that is exactly what I think about.

Sunshine x sunshine protecter:

Yancy x reader and probably Dark x reader.

I feel like for Yancy it could go either you being the sunshine or him being the sunshine I think it works both ways.

For dark he is definitely the sunshine protector. I can just imagine you're talking to someone and hes just standing behind you giving them a death glare.

Super cocky × tried not to fall for them but did anyways:

Illinois x reader. Man is so cocky. Like Imagine you are trying so hard not to think about him and his stupid smile or about how much you would love for him to hold you that you try to avoid him during adventures. He catches on to why its happening and then one day he just like kisses you or something idk. Idk about you guys but if that happened to me I'd just about die.

Friends to lovers:

Yancy x reader, Damien x reader, Head engineer x reader. I think this fits so many egos but these are my top three. Like when you first meet them you guys get along really well and become best friends but eventually you both catch yourselves falling for the other. Then you guys get together and you are the happiest ever.

Second chance:

Tbh I love this idea with Dark. Like Imagine you and Damien you're together or married if you would. But then everything goes down in WKM and you lose him. A while later you run into Dark and you instantly see Damien in him. At first Dark is against starting anything with you but he has Damiens heart and his heart calls for you so you start dating Dark and maybe get married again, if you will.

Fake Dating:

Damien x reader. This is before WKM. Imagine he is sick and tired of people trying to hook him up with their daughters or whatever at parties and one day he says he has a wife. Many people are shocked and they start bugging him about it. They ask for his wife's name and he says your name by mistake. They say that next party he has to bring you so now hes trying to explain what happened to you. You agree to be his fake wife for the night. You both have an amazing night and at the end of the night as he is bringing you home he starts confessing and stuff and then you kiss him.

Flirt x oblivious:

Illinois x reader. He is very flirty but you are kinda dumb and just don't pick up on it. He literally would say he loves you and you're just like "I love you too!" But he can tell that you mean it in a platonic way. Eventually when you confess to him this is how it goes.

"Look, I've liked you for so long but I was scared that you didnt feel the same way"

"I LITERALLY HAVE BEEN FLIRTING WITH YOU FOR MONTHS"

"Friends do that"

"I SAID I LOVED YOU"

"Friends do that"

"what about that one time when we were walking through a narrow path and we almost kissed while you were pressed against me?"

"Okay maybe friends dont do that..."

Overthinker x never thinks:

Head engineer Mark x reader. Let's be honest. There is not a single thought going on in Head engineer Mark's head. With the captain on the other hand thinks to much. There is not a single second that they aren't thinking about something. Especially when they think about something going wrong with the ship. Luckily for Mark the captain is there to think for the both of them.

"You do realize that it's not supposed to be like that?"

"What do you mean? Was it not always like that??"

Talks x listens:

Head engineer Mark x reader. Kinda goes back to the last one. I feel like there are many times that the captain and Mark are together and he will just be rambling.

"Oh, I'm sorrry captain, I dont mean to be a bother with my rambling."

"No, I want to know why you hope the new plant has a beautiful sky."

Long distance:

Yancy x reader. I'm thinking like during iswm. Reader is up in space doing Captain stuff and they miss Yancy so much. They told him that they were going to space camp cause they didnt want to explain what was actually going on. In case he started to worry. But they found a way to still keep in contact and write letters. It was tough not getting to see him in person but they knew when they got home Yancy would be able to come with them.

Temporarily one sided:

I feel like this one could fit many egos but I like Yacny x reader the most.

So you stayed in the prison with him and you guys were really close. You shared a cell and spent all day with each other. You had fallen for Yancy. It was easy too. He was clingy in a good way and always made you feel heard and comfortable. You didnt know how to tell him. He didn't realize you're feelings and he didn't recognize his at first. He didn't think it was love. He didnt really know what love was cause he had been starved of it for so long. Tiny helped him figure out and after awhile he told you.

Fell first x fell harder:

This but with Damien.

You and Damien were very close. He was you childhood best friend and now you worked by his side. His crush on you definitely started around you guy's teen years. Mark and William definitely teased him for it and Celine tried to convince him to tell you. But he never did. Around the time you guys graduated high school, you started to fall for him. You were completely smitten by him. Confused by how you went this long without noticing. It was hard to keep it in, so you told Celine.

"Omg finally. Tell him. He is in love with you and has been for years!"

After you did and you guys got together it was easy to tell that you were completely in love with him. You're guy's friends (Will and Mark) teased you by saying you were worse then Damien. It was true. You fell so hard for that man. (We all did. He's so pretty)

Workaholic x clingy:

I think this one fits Damien x reader and head engineer Mark x reader.

For Damien he is the workaholic and you are clingy. Like he'll come home from work and be like "I have work to do."

"Is it due tomorrow?"

"No."

"Then we can take a nap first."

And if the work is do tomorrow you'll but wrap up in his lap while he gets it done. Usually you fall asleep while he's working and he'll carry you to bed after.

For head engineer Mark you are the workaholic and he is clingy. You can not get work done around him. Especially if it's late at night. He will beg you to go to bed with him or pay attention to him and if that doesnt work he will pick you up and carry you to bed or away from your work.

That is all of them. I plan on writting actual stories for some of them so expect that. If there is any that you just want me to write let me know and I probably will if I wasn't already planning on doing it. Also I found the best photo of Damien earlier and I want to share it with you.

ISN'T HE BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I WANT TO GIVE THIS MAN THE BIGGEST SMOOCH!! God I love him so much.

[abbofff]

Clearing, at least, some things out

masterlist

  We kept walking until we reached the Big House, Annabeth didn't look at me all the way there.

  — I should go, and you should go to the infirmary after this. — Annabeth talked harshly.

  — Wait, Annabeth. —

  She gave me a wary look and walked away before I could say anything else.

  Then, I felt Mr Brunner's hand on my shoulder.

  — I'm sure you can solve any problem you two have later, child. Come on now, follow me. —

  He led me to the back porch of the house where there was a small round wooden table and a couple chairs.

  — Please, sit. — He gestured me to the nearest chair and somewhere between the moment where I sat and looked over to him he switched back to his wheelchair.

  — Annabeth filled me in on your arrival and everything she's told you, but there are still things you need to know. — I sat straighter on my chair as he spoke.

  — My true name is Chiron, you may know me for being a trainer of heroes. Earlier this year, a satyr protector informed me of the possible presence of demigods on Yancy, so I personally went to check who these demigods were and protect them. One of them was you and the other was Percy. — He spoke slowly in the last part.

  — What? And you left him alone? It all makes sense now, we were attacked and you did nothing. — I stood up. 

  — Ada, please, allow me… —

  — No, I don't allow it. What's wrong with everyone here? You and another unknown person spied on us to protect us but I was still attacked twice in one day? If everything gets worse once I know the whole truth then I don't want to know it, Percy doesn't know it and he shouldn't. We have lived a strange normal life, we have lived it for 12 years, Chiron, and it's better than to play hero. —

  Anger flooded my voice but I wasn't screaming loudly, I was too tired for that.

  — Ada, struggle is inevitable in the life of a demigod, the Fates always include it in their plans. But Percy is not alone, your satyr protector is Grover, when you were attacked it was he who took you out of Yancy. His mother must be telling him the truth right now and Grover will bring him here so you both can live safely. —

  I sat back down from the shock.

  — Grover? He's not a protector, he is the one that must be protected, he's too sweet and gentle. — I couldn't imagine the picture of Grover cutting a monster's head off.

  — The reason Argus came to find you personally is because I believe the Furies have something personal against you. The night you came to camp, there were many more monsters than just the cyclops and Argus had to take care of them. —

  I took a moment to analyze everything I've heard so far. I tried to play with my necklace but remembered what Chiron said just now. I reached for my pocket and took out the hair clip, it transformed into a sword when I opened it.

  — When I was little my mom gave me a necklace that matched this hair clip and Miss Dodds said that it could no longer help me. Do you know what she meant by that? —

  — Ah yes, that necklace of yours. There is something called The Mist, it hides and changes the things of our world from human eyes. It appears that your necklace casted this effect upon you. You see, demigods release a characteristic odor that attracts mythological creatures and the more powerful the demigod, the more powerful that odor is.  With Percy I realized it instantly but yours was covered by the necklace. I didn't realize it for months, it seems that the Fury went through the same thing. —

  — What gave me away then? —

  He looked into my eyes, hesitant.

  — It's clear that these objects were given to your mother by your father and now that you are here, I suspect he will show up soon. Then you will understand. —

  Dissatisfied, I made the sword transform into its original form and hook it to my belt loop.

  I understood that he didn't want to say more than he should because it was too delicate of a matter or because he was simply following orders. In any case, it was clear that Chiron knew who my father was or at least had a clear idea.

  — But why a peacock? That’s the sacred animal of H- —

  — Names hold power, Ada. It's better not to use them. — He interrupted.

  I have a terrible feeling about my father. He abandons my mother and me but he gives her items to protect me, plus I don't even know who he is or when he is going to claim me. I can't understand him.

 

  I felt very helpless, I couldn't do anything for myself or for Percy. I didn't even know how to pray to Hermes to help him get here safely.

  'Safely', that word echoed in my head, I preferred that Chiron had said another word about camp life, even if it was a lie.

  — Chiron, could you name one hero who was happy? —

  He was from the time where all the myths occurred, he had trained or heard the stories of all the heroes, so maybe he could teach me some of the advice of those who managed to live happily.

  It took him a minute to find the answer.

  — Perseus. — He answered.

  — Just Perseus? — I asked.

  I saw how his attentive gaze became melancholic, he seemed defeated.

  — Just Perseus. — He stated.

  I sighed. Perseus wasn't the strongest, that was Heracles, nor the smartest because that was probably Odysseus, but he was the only one who got the fame, the girl and the happiness. I really hope my brother gets something out of his namesake.

  — When will he arrive? — I asked.

  I know he will pretend that nothing affects him but I also know he will be terrified shitless like I was.

  — I do not have that information but I suppose that soon. — I nodded.

  — Ok. —

  The silence lasted a few seconds, it wasn't uncomfortable but it was heavy, we were both afraid.

  — Can I leave now? —

  I don't think I can resist a pep talk and a reprimand in the same monologue. I was way too tired for that. I just wanted to go to sleep and maybe that gets me claimed by Hypnos.

  — No, actually there is someone you should meet. Come. —

  Chiron began to head towards the doors that we have next to us that lead to the interior of the house. Behind the glass doors was the living room.

  You'd expect the Big House of a camp set in ancient Greece to be something very refined. Pottery patterned vases, statues, paintings worthy of the Sistine Chapel scattered throughout the room. But in front of the leather couch, above the fireplace was the damn painting of "A friend in need" by C.M. Coolidge.

  The only reason I could identify that painting so precisely is because Gabe spent months crying over a replica of it.

  — Chiron, why do you have that thing? — I asked.

  The guy was always stylish, had feather pens, taught Latin, and was definitely not one of Gabe's cronies.

  — That's mine, kid. — A raspy voice announced and I almost peed my pants.

   I moved forward until I was in front of the leather recliner where I thought no one was, and I saw someone who has the aesthetic of the stereotypical consumer of that type of work.

  He didn't looked at me but the painting instead, he just laughed and said:

  — Apollo almost died of disgust when that was done, he wanted to burn the guy alive. —

  He looked at the painting as if it were the best thing ever done.

  — Ada, this is Mr. D., the director of the camp. Mr. D. this is Adara Williams. — Chiron introduced once he was at my side.

  — What? Who had the wonderful idea to put a, very probably drunk, gambler in charge of a kids camp? — I asked Chiron.

  — The kings of Gods, ignorant child, go bring me a pinot noir as an apology. — He pointed me to what I suppose was the door to the wine cellar.

  — Ada, be more respectful, Mr D. is the god of the wine. And Mr. D. you know that Zeus has forbidden you from drinking, stop trying to command the kids to bring you the bottles. — He spoke annoyed.

  — Wait, you are Dionysus? —

  — Yes, do you also have auditory dyslexia? — He looked at me with more disgust than before, if that was possible.

  — No, I just always imagined Dionysus as a cool twink and not as Alan from The Hangover. —

  — That's a brave thing to say from someone who's more beat up than Stu. —

  I imagine that my eye has turned an ugly purple because it hurts when I blinked and keeping it open it's kinda hard.

  — Well Ada, the introductions has been done. You should get your eye checked up, you may go now. — Chiron grabbed me by my forearm and guided me to the exit before I could protest.

  Once we were at the front porch he talked again.

  — Don't worry about Percy, he is strong as his sister, and Grover has already done this kind of job before. They'll be fine. — He reassured me.

  — I don't think that I can not worry. —

  — I know, but try to rest tonight, if he comes tomorrow, he'll need a rested sister to be there for him. — He spoke softly.

  — Thank you, Proff… master. — I corrected myself.

  I went down the few steps of the porch and started to make my way to the infirmary.

  — You are still on dishwash duty tonight. — I heard Chiron's scream.

Now with no more interruptions, I saw how Apollo was almost finishing his journey so I hurried.

  I arrived and opened the door only to find that nobody was there.

  — Hi again, Will, are you in here? — I shouted.

  — Coming! — I heard him shout.

  A door that led to the depot opened and Will came out of it with a thermos and a bowl.

   — Oh damn. — He said when he barely saw me.

  — It's that bad? I didn't even had the chance to look at it. —

  I sat on a stretcher and looked as Will put the things on a table and grabbed a mirror.

  He threw me a little mirror and proceeded to open the bowl and took out something that looked like a host.

  I looked in the mirror and saw how my eyelid was a little swollen and lowered. Furthermore, my entire eye socket was dyed an eggplant color.

  — So you were the unlucky bastard, huh? — I asked with a smirk.

  — What do you mean? —

  — Clarisse came about an hour ago with a broken nose and open knuckles. I thought whoever had hurt Clarisse like that would be unrecognizable. You were lucky. —

  Clarisse is a tremendous warrior, that was clear, but I really wanted her to stop talking shit. Her comments could never affect me, I didn't care what a stranger who didn't know me had to say, but I couldn't allow her to talk like that about Annabeth.

  If the only language that Clarisse talked was war, then I was going to make her understood for good. She was lucky.

  — Chiron interfered. What is that?. — I pointed my head at the host.

  — This is ambrosia and the thermos is nectar. With this we demigods heal ourselves. Eat it.— He said, handing me the piece of ambrosia.

  

  When I chewed it, it tasted like the brownies I used to make with Percy. I smiled at the memory.

  Will grabbed the mirror that was on my hand and raised it to my face. My eye was perfect again.

  — That is true witchcraft. — I said, making him laugh.

  — Nah, that's Hecate's kids territory this is Medicine 101. —

  We laughed together this time.

  — So I owe you two favors now. — I said when I got on my feet.

  — Don't worry about it, doctor's orders. — He said with a smile.

  — I'll do it anyway, I don't like being ordered around. Thank you again, Will. – I smirked.

  — Fine, you are welcome then. See ya. — He smiled, and I left the infirmary.

Finally, a few meters from Hermes' cabin, I stopped in front of Athena's cabin. I decided Luke could wait a little longer and approached the door, hoping Annabeth would be there. And she was, and she was terrified. She almost bumped into me when she opened the door.

  — The monster found us! Run! — She screamed as she ran away, and all of her siblings followed her out of the cabin.

  After the last child of Athena came out, I quickly went inside, closed the door and smashed the handle of it with the handle of my sword.

  Whatever monster it was, I could stop it until others could come help. Or so I thought, because there was no fucking monster.

  I looked around the neat cabin and there was no one there except me. I took a few more steps with my guard up in case the monster was invisible or something, but all I saw was a steatoda spider coming down from the ceiling on a web.

  An unfinished drawing on one of the beds reminded me of the myth of Arachne. Perhaps Athena's children were afraid that a spider would challenge them to a crochet duel? Now I definitely had to talk to Annabeth.

  I grabbed one of the transparent pencil holders and a piece of paper that was on a desk and then cut the web with my sword, making the spider fall directly into the pencil holder and I covered it with the paper.

  I left the spider on the same desk and looked for something to help me see if there were any more.

  On the shelf above the drawing's bed was a lavender room spray and on the bed next to the one of the drawing was a small portable fan.

  I clasped my sword on my jeans again to grab those two things and walked to the back of the cabin. I closed the window that surely gave way to the spider to turn on the small fan and spray the lavender essence, spreading its smell throughout the cabin.

  Two spiders came out from under the beds to run towards the door. I approached them to do the same thing I did with the first one.

  With the three spiders trapped in two different pencil holders, I looked at the stuck door and realized that I couldn't get out without smashing it into pieces. So I opened the window and went out. After closing it again, I headed towards the northern forest to free them. I continued walking until I noticed how a lot of hungry owls began to surround the trees near me. I looked at the spiders and said:

  — If you manage to escape them and you come back, I'll have a couple bottles of insecticides ready to kill you slowly and painfully. Byee. —

  As soon as the spiders touched the ground, all the owls pounced on them, except the one in front of me that kept staring me.

  — Weirdo. — I whispered.

[silly4goose20]

"Same snake, different skin."

CW: Glitch Effect + Eye Strain!

art + lore below the cut

This is my Darkiplier! Oh I love him so much his design is literally so yummy.

Now let me explain why he looks the way he does!!!

So first of all, I want to establish that this is Damien. Celine was pushed from the consciousness and into presumably an infinite void. But I'll leave that story for another time 😋‼️

This universe takes place after ISWM, and Darkiplier had hopped universes. He has the warp core crystal:

This Warp Crystal allows him to hop/jump universes. Dark needed this crystal as unlike his husband Wilford, he *was* fully human [obviously that has changed.].

Sadly for Dark, The SCP Foundation exists in this universe of mine....and he was swiftly apprehended. Of course, he was taken in for observation/containment. This is where he met Alto Clef-Gatsby-Carraway [Known at the time as Alto Clef or O5-12 (just wait until I can explain Clef.)], who arranged for his freedom with the idea of initiating Dark into his mafia in NYC.

Dark found Wilford Warfstache again through said Mafia, moving to NYC to live with him as "friends' [look at their interactions in WKM and tell me they aren't atleast a bit gay 😒].

Flash forward about 2 years, he's solidified himself as a higher up in the Mafia. He aims to be a platoon leader, which means another initiation...an illusive one to make sure he's definitely loyal to the mafia.

But before this let me mention something:

Dark [Damien] connected his soul to Jay Gatsby to get Celine out of the shared body. Therefore, he is *technically* immortal 😋

Anywayz. Dark, Wilford, The Host and Yancy are all initiated this way. They are given specific abilities to aid their platoons. Dark, being assigned to a flight platoon made up of the winged members of the mafia, was given wings!

He has raven wings now. The markings on his face are simply a product of his human body being changed to an otherworldly one. Some parts of the body adapt faster, such as the face and limbs. On that! He's got claws!!! They're very sharp, and they're assumed to be made of titanium.

His claws also have the little black veins. You can't see it but his feet to it as well, and the area around his gunshot wound is also like that. I molded his eyes off the following references: [CW FOR CREEPY EYES/EYE IMAGERY]

And his claws based off these:

I think he's so cool. Im honestly impressed with my own abilities.

I hope you guys like him and his lore as much as I do!!!!

[freebirdyance]

Something just felt... wrong.

He didn't know how to explain it, but today just felt wrong. It didn't help that Yancy has been acting a little more off than usual either. Once so open and honest, now... closed and reserved. He figured once he was ready, he would share. But now he wasn't so sure.

Wilford shakes his head. What was he doing again? Right, food. Explains the treats in his hands.

Ringing up the customer, he fidgets with his hands behind the counter. He was bored... very bored. He needed something to do. Maybe he could bring a treat basket for Yancy and his friends, cheer them up a bit. That didn't sound too bad! Maybe some fresh apple fritters would make things better.

-@wilfordsbakingshop

Hank didn't like being out of Yancy's sight, especially after some bad shit has gone down. But he also wasn't about to disobey a direct order from a man who was only worried about protecting the love of his life. The fact of the matter was that Yancy currently wasn't in any shape to get Wilford himself, and he trusted Hank to do it. So he would, without a second thought.

Pulling up to the sidewalk in an old sedan, Hank leaves the vehicle and walks through the doors of the bakery, ignoring the stares he's sure he's getting. His suit is rumpled and dirty, face also covered in dust. A butterfly bandage was hastily slapped onto his forehead above his eyebrow, evidence of the blood that had leaked from it dried down his cheek and on his collar.

He's going to scare Wilford half to death, probably, but that might expedite getting him out of there.

"Wilford... I need you to close up shop and come with me. Now."

[iamvegorott]

Magicians Don't Need Superheros Pt25

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A quick warning that toward the end of the chapter, there is some discussion of medical trauma, but nothing too graphic in detail

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Marvin was slowly beginning to hate the examination room as he sat on the now fully flat examination chair with Jackie beside him. The mud on his body was drying and flaking, which meant it was doing the same in his hair and that feeling made him want to throw something across the room. Jackie was scratching off the dried mud on his hands, causing it to powder and make it look like he had ash all over his lap. 

“Considering that the redness is only within the iris of the eye, I do not think they have been given a disease,” Henrik said to the audience in the room, crowding it and adding to Marvin's discomfort. 

After word of the Ego being an Iplier got out, a handful of them showed up at the House, demanding answers. Well, Dark was demanding. Wilford, Illinois, Yancy, and Google seemed to just be there since it was expected. Henrik had asked where Edward was and apparently, Host was having, as Dark had put it ‘difficulties’ and was handling him at that moment. Anti and JJ were also in the room but on the other side, Robbie being the only Septiceye missing, playing with CJ and RJ outside. Marvin could see them through the one window of the room, chasing each other and throwing armfuls of leaves. He wished he could be out there right now, playing, not a care in the world. But no. Now he was back to being poked and prodded at to figure out what was wrong with him. 

“Marvin, I am going to prick your finger,” Henrik said, getting Marvin’s attention back to him. 

“Have at it.” Marvin held his hand out, watching Henrik use a similar method he had done with Robbie, taking a drop of blood before turning away to the counter. Marvin stared at the drop of blood that formed after the prick and just blinked when Chase used a tissue to clean it off and applied a small bandaid. 

“You good?” Chase asked.

“I want a shower.” Marvin sighed. 

“Can’t blame ya. Hen’s got this like fancy hair stuff you can borrow.” Chase gestured at his own hair.

“Jackie told me about that.” Marvin softly chuckled.

“That is…odd.” Henrik mused out loud. 

“Odd is not a good word to use after looking into a microscope,” JJ commented. 

“He says it about me all the time.” Anti shrugged.

“He’s looking at Marvin, not you.” JJ reminded.

“Ah, shit.” 

“I am going to need a bigger sample and one from both of them,” Henrik said. “Anti, can you text Madrick that I will need him and the other two? This is more complicated than I expected.”

“On it.” Anti clicked his tongue, pulling out his phone and typing away. 

“Let’s get Jackie done and over with,” Dark stated. “We’re missing Edward, so it will-” 

“No, no, no.” Jackie scrambled off the chair and to his feet. 

“You know how this goes. It’s beyond annoying that we have to, but to ensure the safety of yourself and others we need to follow Henrik’s directions.” Dark slipped off his blazer, as if worried about getting it dirty. 

“We’re not-no-no we’re not.” Jackie fumbled a bit, trying to be as far away from Henrik and Dark at the same time. Henrik held up his hands to show they were empty, but it didn’t help Jackie. 

“Jackie, bro, it’s okay.” Chase put himself between Jackie and Henrik. “Let’s just take some deep breaths.” Marvin noticed that Anti was helping Henrik out of his lab coat. “We can do a lap around the House while Hen takes care of Marvin, alright?” 

“I don’t think he should go outside in this state,” Google stated.

“Then we’ll do the lap inside,” Chase said through gritted teeth, not showing anger but trying to hint at Google to let him handle this. Jackie still looked panicked and tensed up more as Dark got closer. His eyes shifted around the room, trying to focus and he went still when he saw the lab coat in Anti’s arms. 

“Get away!” Jackie suddenly cried out, shoving Chase and Dark away from him. 

Anti yanked Henrik out of the way and caught Chase before he slammed into the counter’s edge and Wilford caught Dark before he hit the wall. Illinois moved in front of Yancy, JJ checked on Henrik and Google just watched everything as Jackie sprinted past him. 

“Jackie!?” Marvin called out and ran off as well. 

“Marvin, wait!” Chase held his sore chest as he tried to get up. He stopped when Wilford snapped his fingers, a puff of pink coming off of them. “You did not.”

“They need a moment,” Wilford said. 

“That’s not what I meant.” Illinois sighed.

x~x~x

Marvin lost his footing for a moment when the surface he was running on changed. The strong scent of bubblegum told him that Wilford had something to do with it. It took a second but Marvin soon discovered he had been sent to the basement of the House, standing in front of the steps. Jackie had seen sent with him and was curled up in a corner of the room. 

“Jackie?” Marvin walked over. “Jackie, are you okay?” 

“Don’t-!” Jackie flinched when Marvin got near, looking up at him and pausing. “I’m…” He swallowed and looked around. 

“It’s just me, Jackie.” Marvin sat down on the ground, crossed his legs, and prepared to wait. Jackie stayed tucked in the corner, almost a full minute of silence hung in the air. “That fear with the drawing blood stuff, it’s a lot more complicated, isn’t it?��� Marvin asked when Jackie’s breathing began to even out. 

“Y-Yeah.” Jackie slipped down and sat on the ground, tucking his knees up and hugging them. 

“Have you talked to Henrik about it?”

“No.” 

“Have you talked to anyone about it?” 

“Not really?”

“Does anyone know?”

“Yes.”

“Who?”

“Chase and Anti.” 

“Those nightmares…are they memories?” Marvin moved so he sat right next to Jackie, leaning his back against the wall. 

“Yeah,” Jackie confessed, hugging himself tighter. “It’s from when-before-before they got me to the House. It was months before they could get me.”

“Months? I was out there for only weeks and that was hard as hell even with your care packages.” Marvin heard a light chuckle from Jackie, hoping that meant he was feeling even just a bit better. 

“I didn’t want to risk you doing what I did.” Jackie lifted his head, resting his chin on the top of his knees. 

“What you did?” Marvin echoed. 

“Previous me knew how to scrape by and make money when in desperate need. I was always on the move and kept making messes trying to figure out the world and how things worked and I ended up seeing the whole country several times by the time I got to a point that I knew I needed to settle for more than a few days.”

“Saw the country several times? How did you travel so much and fast without a car? I know you can run but that’s a lot.” 

“Trains, semi-trucks, big vehicles you can like hide on or slip into and just nap for a few hours. Sometimes I made just enough for a bus pass and I slept on there and got off at the last stop. It’s not easy, but I found a way.” 

“And then you decided you wanted to stay somewhere more permanently?” 

“Yeah. I had forgotten everyone by that point and it…it wasn’t fun doing that alone.” Jackie felt a hand on his back and he turned his head, seeing Marvin giving him a soft smile. 

“Thank you for being there for me. I’m sorry you had to do that without anyone.” Marvin could still feel that ache in his heart from that moment. He didn’t know if he could have done that without Jackie there. 

“It let me learn just how far my strength can go when I’m upset. Thankfully the building I found was abandoned so when it fell no one was hurt.” Jackie weakly laughed before clearing his throat. 

“What did you do after that?”

“I went to a city library and…borrowed a card from someone to use the computer. After some research, I found out about the city’s desperate need for blood donations and…other…donations.” Jackie let his legs fall and covered his face with his hands, rubbing at it as if trying to scrub the memories away. 

“You donated blood?” Marvin placed a hand on Jackie’s arm, gently coaxing him to lower it. He wasn’t trying to get Jackie to talk out of curiosity, but out of knowing that talking about the troubles helped process them better than bottling them up. 

“The first time went perfectly. They paid me twenty bucks and gave me a cookie and some apple juice. Then I came back to do it again and there were a lot more people than before. The kind nurse was missing and the doctor wouldn’t look at me while these new people took over and walked me into the back of the hospital. I thought that maybe something went wrong I didn’t hear about and they increased security.” Jackie grabbed Marvin’s hand and squeezed it, using it to ground himself as he just couldn’t stop talking. It felt so nice to finally explain this to someone. “Then they started asking a lot more questions about how I treat my body. What I ate, how I exercised, who my parents and grandparents and great-grandparents were. I tried to answer them but I didn’t know anything. They asked if anyone was waiting for me…I told them no.” 

“That wasn’t a good thing.” Marvin practically whispered.

“No…” Jackie shook his head. “They said-They told me they were going to help me. That I would be a hero by donating more since I could handle more than the average person. So I did. And they took blood. And they took and they took and they took and then they started taking more from my body.” Jackie’s voice cracked. “The bone marrow hurt the worse. They just stuck this massive fucking needle into my arm and there were days I felt so…hollow. They took all they could and left me in a white room for a day to recover and did it all over again.” 

“Holy shit.” Marvin squeezed Jackie’s hand back. 

“I thought I was a hero. That I was helping so many people but I was so empty. I couldn’t use my abilities when I barely had enough blood to breathe so I was trapped even when I wanted to leave. I told them to give me my money and let me go. But they didn’t. Then I begged to be freed, they could have their money, I just wanted to see the sun again.” 

“How did you get out?” 

“Anti and Chase found me. Host got a vision of where I was since I was finally in one place and they went to get me. Chase was assigned, and Anti was there to help.” Jackie was beginning to look tired. “Anti broke in and he…well…he took care of those doctors.” Marvin didn’t need Jackie to give details about what he meant. “Then he burned the place down and made sure everything was destroyed while Chase got me out. He held me while I cried, while I broke down and felt so lost and confused and afraid of everything. Chase told me everything was going to be okay, that he’d keep me safe.”

“Like a parent?” 

“Like a parent.” Jackie blinked away tears that were trying to form. 

“Would you like a hug?” Marvin asked, nearly falling back when Jackie just launched into him. “I said a hug, not a tackle, you dork.” He joked lightly, happy to hear Jackie chuckling at that. Marvin wished there wasn’t anything else going on, knowing Jackie just shared a lot all at once but their eyes were still red. And the mud was getting itchy. “Jackie?”

“Yeah?” 

“We’re going to have to go back to the room soon.”

“Yeah.” 

“And I really want to get this mud out of my hair.” Marvin was now the one chuckling as Jackie broke out into a laugh. 

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Good Boy

Anon: Hi, I was wondering if you could do a yancy x gn!reader where yancy is the submissive in the relationship and maybe also a little touch starved. Reader is rough with him physically but is still super sweet cause yancy is always such a good boy for them?

MINORS DNI!!!!

Wordcount: 700+

Tags/warnings: mention of impact play, praise, bites, handjob, cum-eating

Having Yancy underneath you always feels like a treat and a privilege, the man so soft to your touch, so willing to take what you give him. Heated skin that only gets redder with scratched lines, slaps, and bites that are followed by kisses.

You love to kneel between his legs, and make him feel good, make him cum in any and many ways.

Tonight is no different, the man underneath you keening into your touch even as you hold his arms down by the wrist. You laugh, but there is nothing cruel in your tone, only wonder at how desperate he gets for you, how pretty he is like this.

Yancy whines, so you lean down to circle on of his nipples with your mouth, sucking hard on it, making him moan.

"Such a good boy for me Yancy, so pliable and sweet." The hand not around his wrists works over his cock, the mixture of lube and ample pre-cum making the glide easy. Your mouth back on his nipple, this time with kitten licks, makes him groan.

Yancy fucks into your hand as well as he can, his shallow trusts brushing up against more than just your hands with you kneeling between his legs and leaned over him, but you heed it little mind, too focused on him.

Moving your head, you trace a path with bites and your tongue over his chest to his other nipple, broad tongue lapping over it.

Yancy twitches beneath you, and you are certain if you weren't holding his hands, they would either be in your hair, or gripping the sheets for dear life.

Not that you really think he needs you to hold them there.

"Yancy, baby, I want you to keep your arms like this for me, ok?" He nods aggressively, keeping his eyes locked on you as you lean up and back. Hand now free, it joins your other on his cock, this one sliding down to play with his balls.

Yancy's mouth hangs open, letting moans, whimpers, and groans slip out with no hindrance, letting you hear how sweet he sounds for you.

"There you go my boy, so good for me, so well behaved." There's a glint in his eye, but gone in an instant as you thumb the head of his cock before bringing it to your lips to lick his cum off.

"Delicious." You comment, and he swallows hard as your hand returns to his cock, jerking him off faster now, intent on making him spill all over your hand.

"Come on my sweet thing, come for me like I know you want to, and like you were made to." Yancy moans perhaps the loudest he has all night as he spills over your hand, your name slipping out like a prayer.

You keep working him over until he shakes, only stopping when he moves his arms from over his head where he had kept them the whole time, to one over his face, the other on his chest, your signal that he is done for the moment.

Letting go, you just stay where you are, watching his chest rise and fall as he catches his breath.

When he removes his arm from his face and looks at you, you smile at him before bringing your cum covered hand up to your mouth, and starting to clean it off.

Yancy watches as you do so, licking his lips and breathing heavily. The man has some stamina, but not even him can get hard that quick again, though you know he wouldn't have minded that at all with how he looks at you.

"Fuck, sweetheart....." You grin, leaning down, mindful of his sensitive cock as you kiss him. Or, you try to be, but Yancy just pulls you close, pressing you down on him.

"Need youse...." He mutters in-between kisses. You know what he means, the request hidden in his words familiar. You stop kissing him in favor of moving slightly further down, tucking yourself underneath his chin and letting yourself rest all of your weight on him.

Yancy sighs happily, one hand going to your back to trace patterns over your skin, the other moving to brush through your hair.

"My good boy deserves all that he wants." Yancy hums, and if you were a betting person- you would bet a slight blush is spread over his cheeks as you both just lay there.

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So I rewatched Pacific Rim: The Black to refresh myself on how bad it was, and once again I am just kind of in awe at how god-awful it is.

The Black very literally takes the magic out of Pacific Rim. You know how "drift hangover" refers to a persistent psychic connection between pilot and jaeger? Welp, here "drift hangover" is used to refer to a headache after drifting. Ghost drifting (you know, when pilots get psychic with each other) is turned into ghost piloting, which is when a pilot drifts with the memory of another pilot. Like, it's understandable if most people don't clock the mysticism and animism underpinning Guillermo del Toro's vision of Pacific Rim, but this is a very deliberate effort to erase where humans can just have funky psychic shit happen to them sometimes.

The Black doesn't really seem to understand how drifting works. Two characters have a heated argument without falling out of alignment. Another character functionally has a mind-reading ray. There's no real comprehension of what drift compatibility is and how it works.

The child soldiers are younger than ever. Taylor looks like he was maybe twelve at most when he was taking his pilot's test. Like. Actual twelve year olds are getting certified as jaeger pilots in this world. And this is framed as a good and desirable thing. Literally what the fuck.

The Black calls Horizon Brave "Horizon Bravo," and claims it's a Mark IV jaeger. If you have literally any access to any information about Horizon Brave at all, you know it's a Mark I jaeger.

The jaeger piloted by the children (Atlas Destroyer) is claimed to be a Mark III jaeger, yet uses the type of fuel cells introduced in Uprising. Like it was a whole fucking plot point that Lady Danger was a nuclear jaeger. Literally all they would've had to do was make Atlas Destroyer a Mark VI. It would have been fine.

Atlas Destroyer has a bunch of features Mark IIIs definitely didn't have. Remember how Raleigh and Yancy needed a crew to help them into their drivesuits? Atlas Destroyer just automatically tosses 'em on itself. Remember how Lady Danger's AI mostly just gave status updates? Atlas Destroyer's AI holds entire conversations. Again, you could've just made it a Mark VI, show.

And speaking of Atlas Destroyer's AI, for some goddamn reason the PPDC gave her an emotion chip. Because it's not hard enough to be a pilot already, now your jaeger gets to have anxiety.

The Black claims that Trespasser "smashed the Australian wall in the first attack." This is wrong on every conceivable level. Trespasser attacked San Francisco in the first attack, in 2013. The first kaiju to attack Sydney was Scissure, in 2014. The kaiju what smashed the wall was Mutavore, in 2025.

There is one queer-coded character. He is murdered in gory fashion.

There is one Indigenous-coded character who studies kaiju and their biology. He is depicted being into New Agey woo and wrongly believing that the kaiju he raised can love him. He dies when one of his kaiju eats him.

A major antagonist is depicted as a ruthless man who will kidnap, mindwipe, exploit, and even murder children. Then the show attempts to give him a redemption arc and we're supposed to actually care.

The PPDC refused to let the children's father retrieve them and the other survivors left behind in "the Black." (Read: Australia after the PPDC literally bombed it from space after a bunch of breaches started opening all over it.) Yeah, the PPDC can bomb an entire continent from space, but they can't spare a goddamn rescue helicopter.

Despite all of this and the aforementioned child soldiers, the PPDC is framed as the good guys and the only respite from the horrors of the Black; getting to the Sydney shatterdome is an unambiguously happy ending.

Early on we're lead to think that the PPDC might be getting its hands dirty with kaiju genetic experiments/bioweapon development. Later on we learn that it's the local kaiju cultists doing it. Now come on, which suspect actually makes sense here; the PPDC who can afford to build a killsat, or the kaiju cultists who apparently can't even afford a sterile room to perform a blood transfusion in?

The kaiju cultists are pretty obviously inspired by far right conspiracy theories about evil cults, rather than the actual behaviors of actual cults.

The kaiju sisters recruit by kidnapping women, turning them into kaiju hybrids, and forcing them into their hivemind. For some reason they kill all men. Despite this they are really obsessed with the idea that the half-kaiju smol, who for all appearances is a boy, is going to be their kaiju messiah. It really doesn't make sense, but then again, what can we expect from a slapdash job of far right conspiracy theories?

By the way, this is the PPDC banner literally hanging from the PPDC training center, in the show that is very firm in insisting that THE PPDC IS THE GOOD GUYS WHO PROTECT YOU: