#will absolutely get in a fist fight with a super hero

[succubus-interactivefiction]

Estrid Erling (Symbiosis RO)

Name: Estrid Erling

Alias: N/A

Age: 19

Nationality: South African/Norwegian

Power Set: N/A

Status: Civilian

Born in Norway to her loving parents Estrid became an orphan at the age of thirteen when her parents were collateral damage in a battle between a hero and villain. With her only living relative being her aunt, Estrid was forced to move to Canada to live with the relative she had not seen in years. Her aunt, Amari, dove into being a parent head first and did everything she could to provide for her niece, but for the first few years Estrid kept her distance, doing her best to push away anyone who showed her even a little affection. In her mind she was protecting herself from losing more loved ones. However her aunt was tenacious and eventually got Estrid to open up to her. This led to Estrid agreeing to therapy and she finally began to heal.

While Estrid always had high grades in school she chose to find a job immediately after graduation in order to help her aunt who had struggled to provide her with a life since she moved to Canada to live with Amari, despite her aunt's protests. Estrid still lives with her aunt in their small house in a bad part of Aeon Falls where she has a pair of german shepherds named Kiki and Bruno who she dotes on and anyone who wants to pursue a relationship with her will need to accept the dogs are a part of the package. They will also need to get past Amari who is very protective of the niece she has come to consider her own daughter.

Estrid is a huge geek and adores playing tabletop games, watching anime, reading, and when she has a free moment writing short stories. When someone is willing to listen she can go on for hours about her favorite games, shows, and books, she's even willing to read her stories to people she cares about.

Appearance: Unlike both her parents Estrid is fairly short, coming only to 5’3` and is a little chubby. It’s not her dark brown hair or gorgeous brown eyes that draw people’s attention though, it’s her smile. Her smile is capable of lightening anyone's day and making things seem just a bit better.

Abilities Vast knowledge of anime and various tabletop games Seemingly unlimited energy Can make anyone feel better, no matter the situation

[herotome]

Herotome Super Demo

SHE's OUT. She is HERE.

FINALLY

I've been working on this damned update since march 2021 I really hope yall like it 😭

Herotome (hero-otome) is a superhero dating sim: romance optional, ✨aroace-friendly.✨

You can now meet ALL five love interests in this first official 'episode' of the game and there's

50,000+  words. (It. is. massive.)

180+ dialogue choice trees.

Animated CGs.

You can even get achievements for petting your cat.

Do you want to save the day and impress everyone with your might and wit and skill? Or do you prefer being an absolute menace who fist fights their mentor in his office and sets fire to fan mail? Why not both?

I been solo funding this project out of pocket for half a decade and I'm not going anywhere until its DONE; if you like the game, pls consider sharing with your friends, hyping it up on social media, or supporting me on Ko-Fi~

Herotome is completely free to play. It comes with a walkthrough if you tip (or have ever spent) 2.99$ or more on the itch.io page, but you shouldn't need a walkthrough to beat the game.

Have fun!!!

Proper link to the demo will be in a reblog so tumblr doesnt nuke this post from search engines XOXO

[hotchfiles]

delivered a crime.

pairing: remus x fem!reader.

summary: once a month remus needs to be patched up. that times 15 equals how many times he has to patch you up monthly.

content warnings: fluff, mentions of violence, condoning of violence, cuss words.

word count: 1,3k

"ouch ouch ouchhhh—" you wince scrunching your face hard, almost moving it altogether if it wasn't for remus' strong grip on your chin as he cleans your bloody nose. "remmyyyy, it hurts." you pout and he only shakes his head, chuckling through his nose.

"d'whine like this when you punched her first?" you frown dramatically, he knew too well of your antics, too good of a boyfriend, you would get into some fight, like some super hero, no pain, no tears, and then would transform into a cry baby when he was patching you up simply because you loved being taken care of by him. and by him only, obviously, not a side of you that was shown to anyone else.

"nop, but that cocksucker sure did." you try to smirk while you reply, but his grip on your face makes it almost impossible too, still your shoulders move a bit as you laugh.

"language, lady." he doesn't really care for that, but remus finds it endlessly amusing how far back you can roll your eyes when he teases you about it, specially because your mouth was always particularly dirty after a fight, still riled up from the adrenaline. he let your chin go and lightly pushed your cheek, turning your face around so he could clean a bruise near your scalp. "she smacked your head into a wall or something?"

"floor actually." remus tries, he really does try not to be amused, he doesn't want to enable this behavior, it's not safe, it's not right. and he worries so much about you, he does. but how can he not laugh when you're in front of him, all bruised, bloodied up, and still look so beautiful and so charming and talk about so nonchalantly? not a single worry behind those eyes, only recklessness. he's almost jealous. he plants a kiss beside the injury, glad it wasn't deep and it wouldn't need any stitches this time.

in a very sick sick sick way, this always calms him down, it makes him feel more normal. once a month it's the other way around, it's you going through his body for cuts and cleaning the blood and checking if he would absolutely need pomfrey this time (after a while it gets tiring being in a hospital bed). some couples learn to paint, or to knit, for you two it was first aid. first aid was remus' and yours thing.

remus takes both your hands with his carefully, looking to see which one was worse, your dominant one of course, he let the other go and kissed your knuckles, you tried not to but you still flinch, those were bad, you ended up hitting the floor a couple of times while you aimed for the hufflepuff's chin. at least it bloody broke, along with her nose and a least three teeth. "love, y'know so many jinxes, why, why always your pretty fists?" he always asks, he hopes anytime soon you will give him a different answer, but you don't.

"i'm not a bloody coward, rem." james and sirius are never happy when they hear you talk like that, they were avid users of jinxes as prank devices, and... problem solving devices. you told remus you believed violence to be more effective, he knew, or hoped, you felt it was easier to truly hurt someone with no way back with magic. he bandaged the first hand thinly, so you could still move it with a bit of freedom and went to clean the other one.

"why this time?" you stayed quiet. very quiet. too quiet. remus hated when you were quiet. you were not a quiet person, if you were quiet it meant you were in trouble. you were already being patched up so how worse could it be? "darling, why?"

"dunno, quidditch stuff." you don't play quidditch. you close your eyes immediately as the terrible terrible lie leaves your lips. quidditch? where did that even come from? you so didn't want to tell him the real reason.

remus didn't like you getting hurt, he specially didn't like you getting hurt because of him, that was even the only reason sirius kept you from punching severus months before, if he knows i was here and i let you start this i'm fuckin' dead, but you couldn't help it, he's your beautiful, caring boyfriend, who reads you to sleep, who shares cigs with you even when he says he's trying to stop, he patches you up after fights, and he gets you coffee even when he's drinking tea. he opens his coat so you can hug him and snuggle inside of it when it's snowy, and he asks you to stay up late with him studying even if you're gonna fall asleep on his lap because the sound of your breathing helps him focus. how, just how are you going to let anyone say anything about him?

he doesn't tell you off on your blatant lie instantly, finishing up the bandage on your hand. he sighs deeply and you know you did not get away with it, his right index finger goes to your chin and he uses it to push it softly so you're looking directly into his beautiful, worried, sincere eyes. "why?"

"she had it bloody coming a'ight—fourth year prick, too old to be blabbing about shit she knows fuckall about." remus doesn't respond, because you haven't either, you're stalling, he crosses his arms in front of his chest and gives you the courtesy of ignoring the fact the girl was three years younger than you. you try to fidget with your fingers but the bandages stop you, so you shrug and give him what he wants, "she was saying shit about your scars, thought she needed sum' of her own." for him, for his sake. his hands drop to his waist and he looks at you shaking his head, but his heart is warm and he hopes his cheeks aren't.

sure, he could be sad, offended, about some kids being idiots about his appearance, and truthfully, if he was younger, he would. remus didn't care about it much anymore, and how could he, when he pulled one of the most gorgeous girls he could ever dream of and you were smart, talented and could even easily destroy him with your fists if you wanted to. and there you were, all fucked up because you couldn't accept people talking about him. it was too endearing, and he shouldn't enable it, he knows it, his mind is yelling him not to, but his hands are pulling you to him for the tightest hug he's ever given you. "you gonna get scarred too, you—" he doesn't even have the mind to remember any cuss words to start any banter, really, "beautiful, little, crazy, thing." he kisses your neck countless times, his hand tangles in your hair, keeping you close.

"don' care, wear mine with honour." your voice is muffled, your mouth too close to his chest, you pull away just enough to look up to him, your hands flat to his body, "as should you." he leans in, closing the distance between you both once more, now with with a chaste kiss, that even so tastes like iron, and stings like a bitch.

"i love you, deeply, terribly. please, please, don't do this again... goddamn loony—oh no." you widen your eyes instantly, but you both laugh, glad that neither james nor sirius are nearby. if any one of them heard him slip up like that and use that word, of all the ones he could have... the two of you would never hear the end of it.

but that was truly it. moony was completely, head over heels, too far gone, heels over head, intensely in love... with a total loony.

he was enjoying every minute of it, though, even right now, the tight hug, the blood tasting kisses, and the way you looked at him like he was the most precious thing in the world.

and he was. as you were his.

[soul-controller]

The Man of Steal II

When Clark Kent first left his farmhouse in Smallville to help assist a nearby town with a museum break-in, the man also known as Superman thought it would be a quick and simple encounter of disarming the criminal and handing them over to the police. Unfortunately for him though, this was proven to not be the case as Clark’s attempt to stop the criminal led to a huge fight that traversed through several areas of the museum. In fact, one of these areas included a special Krypton-themed exhibit, which proved to be quite detrimental to the superhero.

As the fight continued through this area, the criminal that broke into the museum (whose name was Darren) was desperately trying anything possible to stop Superman and allow himself to escape from him and the authorities. Searching through all of the rubble and toppled over display cases, Darren was able to stumble upon a rock that he thought could potentially give him an opportunity to flee. Upon slamming the rock against the hero’s impenetrable skull though, Darren found himself blessed with a perfect weapon in the form of a small piece of red Kryptonite.

Given the fact that Clark knew about the random effects that the crystal could have on him, the hero tried his best to deter the man from using the crystal for both of their sakes. The stubbornness of Darren was unwavering though and Clark was unable to stop the man in time before his broad chest was pierced by the crystal. Now after that impact, Clark immediately began to regret his constant desire for helping others as he found himself staring back at his own smiling body and realizing that he was now in the weak and unattractive form of Darren.

“Darren, did you hear me? It’s that kryptonite! That red one is super rare and has too many possible side effects for me to count. That must have caused us to swap bodies! Grab it and walk over here so we can swap back,” Clark desperately said, his voice shifting to a whimper as he struggled to sit up and deal with the intense pain of the impact with the wall. In fact, he was in such pain that the superhero didn’t even pick up on how he was now speaking with an awkward Midwestern accent that was a far cry from his formerly deep and booming voice.

Hearing the declaration of wanting to swap back though, the imposter Superman was adamant about not making that reality. As such, he slowly sauntered his way over to the now-frail superhero while puffing out his chest. “Like I’ve already told you Darren, by the looks of it, I’m Superman now,” he began, his lips pulling into a cocky smirk before letting out a chuckle seeing Clark’s terrified face. “I don’t really care about how this happened to us, all I know is that I’m not going to go back to that pitiful body just to go back to jail for whoever knows how many years!”

To punctuate the sentence then, Darren gripped onto the piece of kryptonite stuck in his chest and pulled it out. Grunting while this occurred, the man breathed heavily for a few seconds and stared intensely into his former eyes. Luckily for the terrified hero, this only lasted for a moment before Darren’s head soon began to turn and scan the expansive museum. Watching as the imposter Superman clenched his fist and pulled the arm holding the kryptonite back, Clark couldn’t even gasp in shock or scream for the man to stop before Darren’s new superhero strength sent the kryptonite flying through the air and shattering against the concrete wall from the velocity of the throw.

Feeling completely hopeless at what was going on, Clark found himself getting understandably quite emotional. It was absolutely infuriating to find himself graveling for the first time (and to his own body nonetheless), but it was something that he was more than willing to do in order to get his body and life back. He couldn’t allow some random criminal getting close to his wife and kids or taking over the role of Superman, Darren would surely destroy his family and his reputation as a good guy!

“Please Darren, don’t do this. We both know that these aren’t our real bodies, so let’s just be grown adults and I can find a shard or something so we can swap back,” he started. But as he finished his first sentence, his extreme sadness and fear finally caused the usually composed man to crack and begin crying. With those tears beginning to stream down his face, Clark tried his best to beg for his own body back. “Please, I’ll do anything you want to get my body back. I’m the real Superman, and I just want to get back to my family,” he continued, his sentence abruptly stopping as he began to full-on sob. Just the simple thought of having this stranger going to bed with his wife or going to his sons’ high school events was enough to break down the last remaining morsel of Clark’s pride. Despite his passionate plea though, Clark was absolutely appalled to find that his own hearty laugh was being used against him and filling the empty atrium of the museum.

“Wow, that was so pitiful and pathetic. With behavior like that, I don’t think we should swap back,” Darren began, his laughter continuing as he put his hands on his hips and looked down at the frail man who was sobbing and desperately wrapping an arm around his right leg. “Honestly, all of that emotion and desperate whining is perfectly fitting for such a weak body. In fact, I think I’m rather content with remaining as Superman,” he continued before suddenly stopping himself. “Or would you rather I refer to myself by my real name? Do you prefer I go with Clark Kent or Kal-El?” he said as he cockily placed his hands on his hips, finally causing Clark to look up in horror at the revelation that the criminal somehow knew everything about him.

“H-how did you know that,” Clark desperately inquired, struggling to comprehend what’s going on.

“What are you talking about Darren, I’m just thinking about my life and memories... especially my gorgeous wife and those two teenage boys that are eagerly waiting for their father to show up back in Smallville. You know what I really can't stop thinking about though? Getting Lois to moan my name as I fuck her mercilessly, a reward for continuing to make the world a better and safer place," he began, the smile turning quite devious as he easily recounted Clark’s last encounter with his family before heading to the museum. To make matters worse for the terrified superhero though, the man’s next statement proved to leave him weak in the knees. “I mean, I don’t think any of those memories feel fitting for a petty criminal and low-level gang member that would stage some break-in at a museum right? Go ahead and try and think about your life though Darren, I think you’ll find that those are more fitting for your life!”

Desperately, Clark tried to recount a recent and important moment in his life. The first thing that came to mind was the reason behind the family’s move to Smallville - the death of Clark’s mother. But to his horror, a brief glimpse through his mind was unable to pull up that memory. Instead, he found countless memories that informed him of a frail and sickly looking woman that was constantly in and out of the hospital. Even more bizarre, those memories also referred to Clark by the name belonging to the body he was now in: Darren.

Gasping in shock at what was going on, Clark tried his hardest to recall more important events and information about his life. But instead, all that happened was that a broader picture was painted about Darren’s life. By doing so, Clark was able to learn more about Darren such as his last name being Hyde and his history of going in and out of jail countless times in his youth. Continuing to pull on this string of Darren’s past allowed Clark to learn more about the man’s history with a local gang who first recruited him when he was 14 and got caught stealing some cigarettes for his mother.

Despite the gang’s best attempts at helping the man bulk up and gain more muscle to become some sort of brute to help them during any heists, Darren’s body was unwilling to grow beyond the pale and bony frame that he’d been stuck with since his childhood. With no real incentive for keeping the man around, the gang soon found a special job for Darren - by being their personal guinea pig and constant fall guy. Whenever he wasn’t in prison for one of the gang’s crimes, the man had no other options but to stick with the gang and endure their various tortures that came in the form of the knife scars that adorned Clark’s new pale skin. As he ran his fingers along the various cuts that crisscrossed on his skin, Clark found himself instantly cringing as he could somehow recall the pain Darren felt as he tried his best to flee and escape the rugged and bulkier men who tormented him.

“This isn’t right,” Clark cried out, the words coming out as a bizarre warble as he struggled to comprehend the extreme yet widely different expressions of his shame, fear, and pure rage. “You’re going to give me back my body one way or another,” he continued, his voice shifting into a surprisingly aggressive scream as he suddenly got up onto his feet and began to rush towards the shattered remnants of the red kryptonite. As he watched for a moment, Clark smirked seeing that the criminal was seemingly so caught off-guard that he hadn’t even attempted to chase after him yet. In a moment of athleticism that Darren’s body had never experienced before, Superman slid along the glass-shattered floor and allowed the pants he was wearing to be torn to shreds as he reached down to quickly pick up a small shard of red kryptonite that was the size of a paperclip. Given his multiple experiences with kryptonite in the past, Clark knew that the small piece was more than enough to hopefully restart the transformation and place him back in his original body.

Upon grabbing the piece, the man slid up from his knees and jumped back into a standing position to face the criminal who had stolen his body. But to his shock though, all he saw was a blur as Clark’s body flew directly at him before grabbing him and throwing him against the thick concrete wall. As Clark gasped and attempted to catch his breath from the impact, the imposter Superman was able to quickly grip onto the man’s kryptonite-wearing hand and slam it against the wall as well. But despite the struggle to regain his breathing, Clark kept a death grip around the shard in hopes of eventually stabbing the criminal with it. However, this quickly changed as Clark looked directly into the eyes of his former body and watched as they began to quickly redden.

“If you want to keep that hand of yours, you better drop the shard. Right now,” Darren warned, causing Clark’s friendly face to shift into a terrifyingly ill-fitting expression of pure rage.

Fearing the concept of losing a limb to his own laser vision, Clark let out a defeated whimper as he dropped the shard and watched as it slowly fell down and clattered against the tiled floor. Feeling as tears once again began to stream down his sunken-looking face, Clark lifted his head up to avoid making eye contact with the body thief who had easily outsmarted and outpowered him.

“Hey hey hey,” Darren lightly cooed, the friendly and calming tone he was speaking with being severely at odds with the reality of the situation. “Don’t worry Clark, I’ll be taking good care of those wife and kids of yours. Hell, based on how poorly your relationship with Jordan is right now, I think you could use all of the help you could get,” he continued with a chuckle, finding great amusement in being able to not only so easily defeat the indestructible Superman but also seamlessly take over his life as well.

“You motherfuck-,” Clark began, growing enraged as he heard the imposter bring up his strained relationship with his son.

But before the superhero could even finish his rare moment of profanity, Darren was quick to grab the man’s head and slam it back against the concrete wall. With his former body immediately slumping into a state of unconsciousness after the impact, Darren couldn’t help but smirk at the fact that he had overtaken the apparent Man of Steel. Although he had found such glee in tormenting the superhero and watching him plead for his body back though, the imposter Clark was growing increasingly antsy in terms of getting home and meeting his new family.

So as he dragged the still-unconscious “criminal” out through the front doors of the museum by the collar of his shirt, the brand new Superman flashed a wide smile as the various police officers were unaware of the fact that the criminal that they were searching for was who they were congratulating. Just as he prepared to fly off though to the house that his memories informed him was the Kent household, the former criminal tried his best to cover his tracks for once the real Clark woke up. This attempt came in the form of some dialogue with the paramedics who had quickly handcuffed Darren’s former body to a gurney and began to inspect his head for any potential damage.

“Hey, just so you guys now, that guy refused to go down without a fight,” Darren began, putting his hands on his hips and puffing out his chest as he tried to appear overly heroic to the paramedics. “Obviously I didn’t want it to get that far, but he left me with no choice other than to rough him up a bit. Just in case he starts saying some crazy and unbelievable things, please check and make sure about whether he’s concussed or not. I know he hit his head pretty hard against one of the concrete walls while we were fighting,” he continued, giving a light grin and nodding his head towards the duo of workers before flying off to meet his new family.

* * * * *

Just a few minutes later, Darren had traversed the several miles of vast farmland before arriving on the Kent property. Opting to have a bit of time to mentally prepare before encountering his new family, the man made a landing near a large barn and slowly began to prepare to adopt the identity of a sweet father and husband rather than the gritty gang member he once was. After reaching the front door of the house, the brand new Clark Kent took a deep breath before turning the doorknob and walking in.

To his surprise though, the house was completely dead and silent beyond the TV in the living room that was still playing the local news station. “Uh hello,” he said aloud, continuing to walk around and looking for his new family. Instead though, the only thing he saw was a lone plate of food resting on the dinner table while all of the lights remained off. Thinking that his new family may have gone somewhere in town, Darren made his way through the hallways before entering the bedroom that his inherited memories told him was Clark and Lois’ bedroom.

After entering and finding that the room was just as empty as the rest of the house, the imposter took a moment to take in the sights of his new residence before noticing an ajar bathroom door connected to the main bedroom. Eager to get out of this suit and see what his new body looked like, the man eagerly made his way in there and began to undress.

As the suit finally slumped down to the floor and Darren stepped out of it, the man was in awe at just how godly his body looked now. Not only did the superhero opt to wear no underwear beneath the suit so the man was in immediate awe of Clark’s impressive 8.5” cock, but the sight of such a buff physique left Darren quite slack-jawed as well. It was incredible to feel such intense strength buried deep within the thick biceps and firm hairy pecs that he now possessed, so much so that the man’s brand new manhood was immediately hardening in response. Fuck yeah, I can definitely get used to this, the man thought to himself as he used one hand to graze his fingers along the well-defined ripples of his six-pack abs and the other to slowly squeeze the shaft of his new cock.

Before he could get too deep into the fondling though, a sudden flick of a lamp caused Darren’s eyes to widen and turn to face the source of the disturbance. Upon doing so, his eyes suddenly found himself staring at his new wife Lois sitting on her side of the bed and watching with a curious expression. As he observed the woman, Darren’s cock couldn’t help but firm up further due to just how gorgeous she was to him.

“Hmm,” she began, her lips curling into a light smirk as she looked her nude husband up and down. “I presume your trip to the museum went well?” Lois coyly asked, her eyes clearly narrowing in on the rock hard cock that was jutting out and pointing directly at her from across the room.

Attempting to come up with a response, Darren found his words beginning to jumble as he attempted to explain himself. “I- um, yeah the whole trip went great. It took a bit because the intruder was wearing this mechanical suit, but as soon as I got him out of it, it was a piece of cake getting him handed over to the authorities,” he said, his words coming across quite direct and intense due to his inner worry of somehow having Lois figure out that something had happened to her real husband.

Luckily though, Lois seemed to think that nothing was amiss, especially as Darren watched her stand up and slowly make her way over to him. As one hand ran her fingers along Clark’s pecs and twirled his chest hair, Darren found himself gasping as his new wife delicately wrapped her hand around the sizable manhood and began to slowly stroke it.

“Wha- what about the kids,” Darren asked, worried about any possible intruders before he truly gave into his newfound attraction towards the woman and fucked her senseless.

“Oh don’t worry, Jordan’s playing video games in his room while Jonathan is video-chatting with his girlfriend,” Lois purred into Clark’s ear. “There’s nothing to stop us from having a little fun tonight babe,” she continued, which immediately pushed Darren over the edge.

Feeling his attraction reaching its limit, the man put his superhero skills to use as he effortlessly pulled the woman into bed at impressive speeds and tore off the woman’s clothing. As they leaned in and passionately kissed each other, Darren’s bad boy tendencies began to quickly come out in full force.

It started out small, with Lois finding her lip bit by her hunky husband as he tightly gripped onto her breasts and sensually massaged the nipples. To her surprise though, she found the action oddly erotic, so she told Clark to keep going as he finally took a moment to slide his massive cock into her needy pussy. With the man sliding in and out with a surprising amount of force and conviction, the journalist couldn’t help but gasp and moan for Clark to “go harder”.

Luckily, Lois’ imposter husband was more than willing to comply with the request, using his wide hands to grip the back of her skull and pull her into a deep and passionate kiss as he ran his tongue down her throat. When pulling away from those kisses though, the brand new Clark was quick to dive into some dirty talk as he told his wife to beg for his cock and to call herself “daddy’s little cunt” if she wanted him to keep going. To Darren’s surprise though, the journalist was all too willing to allow “Clark” to assert dominance as she begged for more and referred to herself as that kinky nickname. As such, it didn’t take long before Darren reached climax and shot his superhero seed into his brand new wife’s eager pussy.

After finishing up and falling back into bed, Darren couldn’t help but smirk as Lois raved about how great that was and talked about how it felt like he was “a brand new man”. As he chuckled and retorted that the woman had no idea how true she was, the brand new Superman decided to flick off the light and head to bed. With Lois now fully believing that nothing was amiss, Darren was somewhat excited to meet his new children the next day and become a better father to them than the real Clark Kent could ever be!

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[tales-of-the-ghost-zone]

DP x MCU crossover

Sometime after Howard and Maria Stark’s death, Hydra decides to try and make a clone of Tony Stark, that’s infused with Super Soldier serum. They were hoping to get a super smart super soldier that they could control.

And thus Danny was born.

At some point when he’s like 2 or 3 one of the Hydra agents whose been his handler since he was born grows a conscious after witnessing the most recent experiment the other scientists in the lab put Danny through. They take Danny and run away from the lab. They don’t get away clean tho, they had to fight their way out of the lab and they were injured in the process. They wind up in Amity Park with baby Danny and come across the Fenton Parents. They hand Danny over to them and tell them to protect and look after the kid. And then they die.

The Fenton parents adopt Danny and raise him as their own. Danny grows up not knowing he’s adopted or that he’s a clone and a super soldier. The ghost portal accident happens when he’s 14 like cannon. The reason he survived and only half died is because of the super soldier serum in his blood.

Eventually, after the whole events of the Danny Phantom series has passed (minus Phantom Planet because fuck that horrible ending to the series). Danny, after defeating Pariah Dark, is now the king of the ghost zone. He still doesn’t realize he’s a clone of Tony Stark. Despite the fact that he looks exactly like a 17 year old version of the man!!!

And then New York happens. A portal opens up in the skies above New York, and aliens come pouring out of it! You bet your ass Danny hightailed it over to New York to help out the group of heroes that were trying to stop the aliens. He’s super hyped to fight aliens!!! He’s just having a blast zooming through the skies of New York, around skyscrapers, throwing punches and ecto-blasts at aliens, helping out the other heroes.

Meanwhile every time he helps one of the Avengers they all double take when they finally get a look at his face. Cause like yes this floating glowing child has glowing green eyes and Snow White hair, but the rest of his face looks like a very young Tony Stark. After each encounter with the boy the different Avengers call Tony over the coms to ask his status and to reassure themselves that Tony hadn’t been de-aged and given super powers mid battle.

Tony is the last one of them that meets Danny. He’s super annoyed at the fact everyone keeps calling him over the coms to ask his status. Like yeah he’s not a super soldier and doesn’t have powers, but neither does Romanoff or Barton!!! And unlike them he has his own super suit to protect him. So why is everyone calling in to check on him?!!!

And then finally Danny comes zooming around a building chasing after Loki’s chariot, shouting sarcastic quips at the god, while firing green blasts from his fists. And Tony just kind of blue screens for a minute. Jarvis has to take over piloting the suit for a minute while Tony reboots. He’s def got the surprised Pikachu face going on. Finally he reboots but Danny’s already flown off to deal with something else.

The battle comes to an end, the portal closes, the world is safe, and all the Avengers all head towards Stark tower. Danny sees them and where they’re headed and decides to meet them there. He’s been the only super hero around for a while and he wants to actually properly interact with these new hero’s!

Imagine his shock when he actually finally comes face to face with Tony Stark and finally realizes how much he looks like the man. He starts panicking thinking his mom had an affair with the man 17 years ago and just passed him off as Jack Fenton’s son.

Absolute chaos ensues as assumptions are made. DNA tests happen. They realize that no he is not Tony’s kid, he’s Tony’s clone. More assumptions are made. No body is having a good time.

[arbiterlexultionis]

The Letter

*Warning: Angst, mentions of suicide and generally misery. If your in a poor place mental health wise, please skip past this post and seek help. And regardless and whether you are or arn’t, drink some water, eat some food and love yourself*

So, in a No One Knows AU things are getting more and more dangerous for Danny. The injuries are piling up, the rouges are getting more and more dangerous, his fathers slowly but surly becoming less and less and of lost cause in terms of accuracy, close calls are getting closer.

He starts to worry that someday, something will happen and he won’t make it home, and every one he cares for will be left desperately searching for him, for who knows how long, not knowing his corpse is probably phased into the ground, floating in space, or in another dimension entirely. And the thought of everyone he loves being so lost and confused because he took a second bite of the big one hurts almost as much as dyeing the fist time, so he decides to make a “If your reading this, I’m probably dead.” letter. Just to clear the air and say goodbye and all that jazz.

But the last thing a grieving parent needs to know is that they spent months trying to murder their child, mourning friends don’t need to know that all the canceled plans, detentions, avoidance and secrecy that caused so many fights was because their “Bad Friend” was out risking, and in the end sacrificing, their life for them and their home. So he leaves out any and all mentions of Phantom. Just a whole lot of “I’m sorry I couldn’t make it” “it’s not your fault” “I’m in a better place now” “there’s nothing you could have done” and a few “don’t feel guilty”s thrown in just incase his identity was discovered because of his death.

However, it turns out that a super hero’s “I’m sorry I didn’t make it back home to you” message that includes absolutely nothing about being a super hero reads a lot like a suicide note. Like, A Lot.

Whoops.

Maybe Jazz goes snooping as a worrywart big sister and find a very good reason to worry, maybe Jack and Maddie stumble upon it, you could have a classic “oh no that’s not my homework” mix up and Lancer’s now trying harder then ever to help Danny succeed, Sam could have been trying to uncover whatever the hell Danny’s been hiding with Tucker along for the ride.

Regardless, someone finds the letter and everyone is straight up not having a good time.

[myballsyourballs]

Owwww I loved your secret admirer thing sm!! I'd love to request something following up to it? If that's fine :)

So what about the reader living the true y/n life and Katsuki, Izuku and Shoto all simultaneously pulling the secret admirer thing and they find out about the others👁️👁️

So basically the characters reacting to the other two characters being your secret admirer as well ?

secret admirer? pt. 2

bakugo, midoriya, todoroki (seperate) x m! reader

warnings: none

genre: fluffy headcanons

notes: …….do we want a part 3

masterlist | make a request | part one | part three

bakugo !

Bakugo glared at the neatly wrapped gift on your desk. The skin on his knuckles was taut and white, blunt fingernails digging into the palm of his hand. As he watched Todoroki return to his seat, hands now empty, his anger worsened.

"For fucks sake..."

of course, this guy is possessive and jealous as soon as he finds out that todoroki and midoriya are secret admirers of yours

he finds out very quickly since he’s pretty damn smart

he’s just glad that you can differentiate their handwriting

you’re aware you’ve got 3 admirers (though you’re pretty shocked how)

he’ll confront both of them pretty quickly

he’s angry, but he’s aware they’re not gonna stop — so he’s the one to declare a competition.

finding out only spurs him on

he ups his game a lot

at this point he’s basically cooking and/or baking nearly every day to perfect his recipes

will cook the same dish over and over until he knows it’s absolutely perfect for you (doesn’t take long though — he’s an amazing cook)

he starts fighting flashier when he’s fighting/sparring with either todoroki or midoriya (basically he’s showing off)

he’s trying to outshine them to the best of his ability

he always tries his best in everything

but for you? he tries even harder

he’ll start making more gifts for you

as in making little origami things as well as the food

these little origami things are complicated and intricate as fuck

he puts his all into them

starts getting more bold with you in person too

flirting pretty openly (albeit aggressively)

it’s like he’s staking a claim on you or something

arm around the back of your chair at lunch

pats you on the shoulder when you did something well

just a little more touching

and staring

he’ll ask to spar with you and train with you to look at your muscles

plus if you ever need help in a specific subject? he’s there

midoriya !

"You guys are his other secret admirers."

Midoriya stumbled, shock evident in his widened eyes and dropped jaw. What!? How'd he find out!? I swear I was super secre--

"I swear to god, I'm gonna get him to like me before you dipshits even stand a chance. Better back the fuck off sooner rather than later, alright?"

"Well if that's how you want it to go, Kacchan..." Midoriya's fists shook at his sides, "I'm gonna fight for him too!"

midoriya gets kind of insecure

i mean, todoroki and bakugo are so amazing — with cool quirks and awesome fighting styles

he’s just… deku

BUT

this only adds to his determination

he almost treats it like becoming the no. 1 hero even though he knows that bakugo and todoroki are his competition

if he, a previously quirkless boy, can become the no. 1 hero, then he can surely score you as well

returns the declaration of war to both bakugo and todoroki

he adds more emotions to his little letters for you

starts adding stickers to them too!!

(hero themed of course)

(and some of the stickers are scented)

tries to hang out with you as much as he possibly can

starts recommending movies to you that he conveniently occasionally starts watching when he’s in the common room of heights alliance

“what are you watching midoriya?”

“oh, just [movie name]”

“really? someone actually recommended that to me… is it any good?”

“yeah! do you want me to restart it? we can watch it together”

what a strategic guy

he’d try to initiate more contact with you in front of todoroki or bakugo

but either he’d cower in front of bakugo

or he wouldn’t muster up the courage to

and if he does initiate contact in front of them

he turns into the most flustered, babbling mess ever

and bakugo starts seething

but it’s ok midoriya will sacrifice himself in order to touch you

todoroki !

"You guys are his other secret admirers."

Ah. He knows.

"I swear to god, I'm gonna get him to like me before you dipshits even stand a chance. Better back the fuck off sooner rather than later, alright?"

Todoroki looked to the side, drowning out the heated argument between Midoriya and Bakugo. I'm going to try my hardest. He was determined to make you his boyfriend, no matter what.

this guy is tired of being told what to do

so even if bakugo or midoriya tell him

he’s not backing down

also ups his game

starts making his notes for you a little longer

googles how to flirt so that he can try it in person (albeit badly)

he'll add more little doodles of you in his notes too

and more hearts

lots of little hearts

'accidentally' freezes bakugo and midoriya in hero training classes

a lot

he'll try to be a very extreme version of a gentleman for you

you swear he teleports to doors just so he can open them for you

randomly has bursts of really flirty contact with you and then goes back to normal

"you have something..." he gestured towards the corner of his mouth.

you wiped at your mouth.

"no, you..." he leaned forward, raising a cold hand to your face and wiping away the little piece of rice.

glancing at the food on his thumb, he held eye contact with you while he stuck it in his mouth.

"t--todoroki?????"

and then he just continues like nothing happened

this guy will give you whiplash

the specific gifts he gives you won't change much but they'll get more romantic

some things that have engravings on them will have super corny lines on them

"you are my sun. the light in my life."

etc etc

very cheesy but again, also very romantic

tries to hang out with you more

he gets jealous when he sees you with bakugo or midoriya (not as much as bakugo but still a decent amount)

basically puts as much time as he can into wooing you

you mean so much to him

[minluce]

Weak Hero - Superpower/Magic AU

I wanted to imagine some of the Weak Hero characters with superpowers/magic! My first instinct was actually more like "super strength for Ben, etc" but then I thought to myself, "ok but Ben already has super strength, more or less". So I deliberately picked broader, more fantasy-esque powers, rather than something specific that's based off of what the character can already do. I just think it's really interesting to imagine if these characters had magical abilities in addition to—that complement—their existing fighting styles.

Gray Yeon - Illusion Creation

(insp. Tanizaki Jun'ichirou from Bungou Stray Dogs)

Gray would be an absolute beast with an illusion ability. I think it would play off of his unassuming appearance as well— illusionists are often underestimated in a fight, because they rely on trickery to win. Both the ability to conceal his location, and mentally intimidate his opponent would be at Gray's disposal. He can hide in plain sight, create clones of himself, and conjure terrifying imagery.

Ben Park - Earth Manipulation

(insp. Earthbenders from Avatar)

Ben is already associated with a lot of earthy motifs in the series, I think it would make sense for him to have the ability to pelt people with actual boulders, not just his fists that feel like boulders :). Moreover, he'd be able to defend his own body using rock walls, or upset his opponent(s) footing by shaking the ground beneath their feet. Also, it fits his personality too, he's straightforward/blunt, headstrong, maybe a little dumb as a rock, and he is also someone that other people relies on.

Gerard Jin - Plant Manipulation

(insp. Warrod Sequen from Fairy Tail)

This one is a bit obvious, maybe, but I do think it would be really cool. I think Gerard would be able to grow vines/branches to restrict his opponent's movement, as well as boost his own mobility. Also Gerard strikes me as a bit of a green thumb as well. I think this power would also suit him in the aspect that it's less combat-oriented/aggressive compared to the others. Gerard spends more of his time on his hobbies, than he does getting into fistfights, and the plant theme reflects that, Gerard with a lil' flower garden.

Jake Ji - Electricity Manipulation

(insp. Killua Zoldyck from Hunter x Hunter)

I honestly made this post just so I could share my "Jake with lightning magic" agenda. Particularly, with the added benefit of giving himself superspeed + reflexes, and just generally throwing thunderbolts around? I just think Jake would look really cool with this power, and it would complement his fighting style really well. It's fast and efficient, and maybe a little bit on the flashy side as well, which suits Jake as a person too.

Wolf Keum - Fire Manipulation

(insp. Suoh Mikoto from K-Project)

Initially, I had brainstormed Wolf as an unconventional healer, who uses his magic to heal his own injuries. Then, I thought that's pretty uninteresting, because he already kinda fights as if his injuries don't exist, and I wanted to pick something cool. Pyrokinesis is kinda self explanatory, and there's not much you can do with it in terms of using it creatively (as opposed to say, earth magic for defense, or lightning magic for superspeed). It's literally point, shoot, destroy— which is perfect for Wolf. Also it suits his personality: he's got a short, volatile temper, and a violent streak. Also I really wanted to make that Suoh Mikoto comparison.

Donald Na - Shadow Manipulation

(insp. Pride/Selim from Fullmetal Alchemist)

Donald being able to use darkness as a weapon is absolutely terrifying. I imagine him with tendrils of shadow that just creep out of nowhere and can choke the target, or stab/slice the target, or just be used to restrict an opponent's movement. Darkness manipulation is a super versatile power and I think Donald could make the most out of it. It also works perfectly with Donald being weak to bright light.

[alornights]

HIII ORA!!!!!!!! EEEPP (first off that's such a cool name whatttt)) saw ur requests were open and was wondering if i could ask for a oneshot with toolshed?? one where him and the reader are really close irl but they hate eachother in their superhero fits or whatever because stan dosen't know she's like ... her super hero self?? (if that makes any sense)

you can pick a name for it or whatever, just that the reader uses a bow and arrow/ does archery lmaoooo

SRRY IF THIS MAKES NO SENSEEE

🏹 - anon ^^

⟢ better than you.

➜ in which ! you and stan have a fight over who's the better hero.

💌 ﹫toolshed aka, stan marsh.

✩ 🎸 warnings﹗death threats.

🍓 ⟡ notes — im still getting used to this so i hope this is good! and THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENT OMG i lava u <3

Everyone knew you and Stan were inseparable.

Two peas in a pod, you'd never find one without the other. No one knows when or how you two met, just randomly some day you two were talking like you had known each other your entire life.

So when one day you and Stan were glaring at each other like your lives depended on it no one felt even remotely comfortable that day.

And the reason you fought... well...

"Ew." You stared at him in shock as he continued, "Hero Name is the worst hero in the Freedom Pals. She thinks she's so high and mighty because she can do archery and thinks everyone's madly in love with her. She's not even all that."

"She is all that!" You protested slamming your fist to the table, "She's like so hot and do you not realize the entire school except you has or had a crush on her at some point. And she is high and mighty."

He groaned rolling his eyes, "Then everyone in the school is stupid and needs to get their eyes checked. She is not all that."

"Take that back." You warned glaring at him.

"It's true, I'm not taking shit back."

"Then who's your favorite hero since you think she's so ass, huh?"

He grinned, "Obviously, the best hero, Toolshed." You gasped giving him a face of disgust, "Bro, Toolshed is absolutely mid. He looks and sounds like a total loser even that berry hero is better than him."

"You don't know what you're talking about sweetheart." Stan waved you off as you gapped at him.

"Stanley, you sound so dumb and naive. Toolshed is so boring, Hero Name is just so much cooler and hotter, and sexier, and ten times better than that disgusting thing."

"THING?" Stan yelled as you nodded looking away from him. "How dare you! If anyone's a thing it'd be that disgusting ugly bitch."

"SHE IS NOT DISGUSTING, YOU'RE DISGUSTING."

"AM NOT."

"ARE TOO YOU-"

He put a hand to your face as you slapped it away. "I don't want to speak with you, I don't want

"Fine!" You yelled picking up your bag ready to leave. "Until you admit Hero Name is better, I will not associate myself with you."

"Good, I don't want to associate myself with someone who thinks Toolshed is a loser. Goodbye for good you ass." Stan yelled walking away as you did the same.

How dare he.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

"You will not believe what happened today." You groaned walking down to the Freedom Pal's base as everyone turned to look at you.

"What? You embarrassed yourself in front of everyone in South Park and now everyone thinks you're an embarrassment? Sounds like a good day if you ask me." Toolshed grinned with a wink.

"Hey, you remember when I shot an arrow into your eye?" You remarked as Toolshed paused, "We can make that happen again."

"Calm down you two. Hero Name continues what you were going to say." Dr. Timothy voiced giving us a warning look.

You sighed flopping down on one of the open couches, "Bro I got into a fight with the one dearest to me because their stupid ass Toolshed over there was better than me! Can you believe that?"

"What?"

You groaned. "He went 'Oooh, Hero Name sucks ass Toolshed is sooo much more better and Hero Name is not hot and sexy'. Like can you believe that?"

"That happened to me too! I can't believe you're ruining friendships like that because you exist." Toolshed shouted as I gasped.

"I AM NOT- you literally make me want to stab myself in the heart with one of my own arrows." You remarked as he flipped you off.

"I bet you've started hate clubs for me in your civilian forms since you seem so jealous of me." Toolshed boasted crossing his arms.

Mysterion groaned banging his head against the wall. "Make it end."

"I am not jealous of you- you're jealous of me! You even made my friends betray me because they love you. If anything you're starting a cult against me."

"AM NOT."

"ARE TOO-"

"When do you think they're going to find out? I say by the end of the year." Kite murmured to Call Girl.

"20 dollars by the end of this month." She responded as the two shook hands a silent agreement formed.

"They need to get a room, it is getting sooo steamy in here."

"SHUT UP CARTMAN!"

[fatkish]

Heyyy

Idk if you have request rules, but i was wondering id you could write a father Aizawa (platonic obviously) in which hr got called by his daughter's school becase she got involved in a fight with a group of bullies.

Like she got tired of seeing the bullies do whatever they wanted so she confront them and it ended up in a bad fight.

So how he arrives school and she has a bad bruise in her face but then she explains him everything.

Thanks :)

Aizawa x Daughter Reader: Fight

Reader is Eri’s age so let’s say 7-8 ish.

Reader goes to school with Eri and is in the same class as her. Reader sees Eri as her adoptive little sister and is very protective of her.

Reader is Aizawa’s biological daughter. She was made by Giraki in a test tube using Aizawa’s DNA as well as others. Reader was found with the league and after getting separated from them in Kamino, the heroes caught her and her past was revealed. Aizawa decided that since he would take her in due to (being ordered by the police and HPSC) her being his daughter.

Reader absolutely loves him and has a slightly off sense of justice. She’s always saying that her daddy is super strong as she refers to his biceps. She wants to be just like her dad.

When Eri started to go to school with (y/n), Eri was super shy and had a hard enough time communicating and getting over her shyness, it didn’t help when the bullies turned their attention towards her

The reader isn’t someone who lets other’s hurt the people they care about. They’ll fight for others but not themselves.

One day, the reader noticed the bullies picking on Eri and the reader used her quirk (it’s erasure just like Aizawa) to intimidate the bullies and uses her scary aura to make them leave.

This had gone on for quite some time, Eri and reader didn’t want to tell Aizawa because they both know how tired he is and they didn’t want to add more to his plate.

The bullies would make fun of Eri’s horn, call her names, insult her and their dads, (Aizawa and Present Mic, since Mic has dropped the girls off and picked them up some assume that Mic and Aizawa are the girl’s dads) they’ll harass Eri and pull her hair, use their quirks on her when adults aren’t looking and recently they started messing with Eri’s stuff, ruining her books and stealing her lunch or dumping it

Reader had had enough after a few months and decided that these bullies were villains.

The reader got in a fist fight with the bullies leading to the bullies (one with a black eye, one lost a few baby teeth, and the third sprained their wrist) to be relatively unscathed with only a couple scraps and bruises. The reader was less lucky and had lost a few teeth, broke two fingers, had a few nasty cuts and one really deep one, a black eye and various bruises and scratches and a very minor concussion from falling and hitting her head

When Aizawa got the call he wasn’t expecting to see his daughter in the condition she was in. He asked Eri what happened since reader was unconscious

When Eri told Aizawa what happened he immediately asked why they didn’t tell him anything. When Aizawa learned that the girls didn’t want to add any stress to his life by telling him, he told Eri that she should have told him and that finding out this way is much more stressful than them telling him.

Needless to say, Dadzawa gave the teachers, principal, and the bullies parents a stern talking to.

When reader woke up after Recovery Girl healed her injuries, Aizawa had a talk with her. He told he that he was proud of her standing up for Eri, but that she’s still going to be punished since she threw the first punch. He told her that violence doesn’t solve anything but that she should have told him earlier to avoid this

After that, Aizawa gave the reader a hug and that night, Eri and reader got to have their favorite foods for dessert and dinner

[valencebagelbandit]

every god needs an imp

notes: this is my first fic ever sorry if my presentation isn't very polished! also not sure about teenage kix in the show but instead of just making them a hero team I figured why not make it a show in the style of bad girls club or Jersey shore? teen titans but with hair pulling and alcohol. anyways that's the preface to how A-train and eccentrica met their bother former teenage kix members.

summary: homelander needed one thing, a tool. a tinker toy to carry out his more wild whims that the deep/A-train or the new recruits couldn't.finally after endless searching through files upon files he finds a perfect candidate.besides every king needs a jester, every hero needs a sidekick, every god needs an imp.

"teenage kix." Ashley looked up from the file folder grasped between shivering fingers eyes locked nervously on homelander and his hateful glare.

"absolutely not why in the every loving fuck would I choose anyone off that circus of a team? I mean A-train was the last remotely decent hero to come out of that voyeuristic Bullshit TV show. come on Ashley get your shit together." he didn't move one inch sitting ankles crossed in the chair in front of her desk chin rested on his clenched fist like an pouting child.

"well- well actually sir there has been one more promising member..." the (now fake) red head slid the file over to homelander the page resting on top a vought branded hero file with an attached image of the supe in question.

Ashley began to speak as homelander analyzed the portfolio, "Eccentrica Magica, 5'8, 160 pounds, only 24, replaced A-trains slot on the show when he aged out. premiered at fifteen and became a hit, once she left the show she started a residency at the MGM Grand."

she was a fucking magician?

homelander dropped the file on the desk before pressing the palms of his red leather gloves over his eyes letting a hissing sigh out through his teeth. "you really expect me to put a god damn magician in the final spot on the seven?" he practically growled his words out, he could hear Ashley's already racing heart jump nervously.

"well she is very talented-" she started but was immediately cut off."I don't care if she's "talented" I need someone to fight not pull a fuckin' rabbit out of hat!" he stood up rolling his eyes teeth pulled back over his teeth in a grimace of annoyance and rage. hands found their way into a fold one gripping the other as he paced trying his best not to laser Ashley's stupid face off. two hours of this bullshit going through applications of pre established supes for the empty spot in the seven.

"really homelander she's a good option, she has super strength plus she can remotely teleport! plus she already has a strong fanbase and she's attractive," Ashley's mutterings about this eccentrica magica was tuned out as soon as he heard the words remote teleportation. sure sure anyone could teleport, but having control like that to so much training it wasn't worth it. she could be useful she could just teleport butcher right into the space for him! besides if the deep was in the seven, well that was comparing an intern to loan shark.

He snapped back pacing back to the folder on the desk as Ashley continued chattering, endlessly chattering. his thumb and index fingers gripped the photo of eccentrica, she smirked at the camera with a manic charm he found reminiscent of the Cheshire cat fitting for her powers. his big blue eyes wandered up the picture tracing the round curve of her face pale, soft, unmarred skin a sign of her invulnerability right up to the best part her eyes. framed by light brown feathery bangs and eyebrows raised only making her big glowing purple doe eyes all the more god damn startling.

"besides she has an in! A-train has met her an confirmed she's a good candidate plus again shes literally the last file in the stack." Ashley smiled at him eyes flicking between homelander and the massive stack of files sitting to her right hand.

homelander let out a small huff, "fine I'll take the magician." now, to meet this little imp and see if she was as useful as he needed her to be.

thank you for reading <3

[blackjackkent]

Glad I took a final look around, bc there's a whole chest of letters (loabeled "Chest of Grateful Words") and some Baldur's Mouth Gazettes pinned up on a board.

Various fun newspaper headlines first:

"Fresh Stock: An Interview with the New Master of Ramazith's Tower"

"Thorm's Army Dispersed from Baldurian Borders"

"Report: Stone Lord Killed by Beloved Ranger"

"Harpers Out of Hiding: Secretive Sect Step Forward to Aid City"

"Almond Cakes of Avernus: Elturian Refugees - and Owners of City's Newest Cafe - Share Their Recipe"

"Site of Foundry Blast Still Sectioned Off, Says Fist"

"New Waveservant at Umberlee's Temple: No Leads on Desecration"

"Ravengard Returned to Full Strength"

"Gondians Disband: 'Gond's Time Has Come and Gone'" (A/N: Bongle will be pleased. 🙄)

"Duke Stelmane's Murderer Still at Large"

"Planar Pains: City Caught in Center of Githyanki War?"

"Volothamp Geddarm's Guide to Baldur's Gate: Bard Seeks Contributors to Newest Edition"

"Last Holdout Cultists Cleared from Temple of Bhaal"

"Iron Throne Wreckage Continues to Block Shipping Lanes, Complain Merchants"

"Settles Bound for Lands Upriver Amid Claims Curse is Lifted"

"Business Boom - Take Your Troubles to the House of Grief"

"Witnesses Encounter Vampire Spawn - And Live to Tell the Tale"

"Six Months Since the Assassination of Archduke Gortash"

"Small Sun: Tour New District Built by Elturian Refugees"

"New Bardic School, Tiefling Founder, Secures Upper City Funding" (A/N: AHHHHH Go Alfira Go! :D )

"Jannath House to Host Evening of Art and Culture, Celebrating Salvation of City"

"Monument Planned for Heroes of the High Hall"

I love all of this. :D

Also a quick side note because I need to shout out my favorite bit of the ambient dialogue in the camp - everyone has been making random comments the whole night, but every once in a while, Shadowheart comments: "Withers has a keen eye for a nice vintage. Why were we scrounging in barrels and crates for supplies when he could source these? Gods, I remember one evening we had to eat fourteen apples, some fish heads, and a stale loaf of bread just to get by."

lolololol <3

On to the letters!

"Official Guild Letter":

Aw. :)

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Wehhhhhhh. <3 I'm glad we got you free of the curse, Art. Poor guy.

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Hector still hates you, Valeria, and this isn't helping.

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Atta boy, Mr. Duke.

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I'm assuming Beard Man is Elminster. :D Excellent. I think Hector probably has Gale keep an ear to the ground on how she's doing; the whole group felt very protective of Arabella.

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Oh, shut up.

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[incredibly loud squinting from Hector] You are so FUCKING creepy, ma'am. And if you come anywhere near Astarion again, by the way, Hector will kill you (if Astarion doesn't do so first).

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Aw. I'm glad they were able to find some kind of stability, even though there was no real good outcome to that situation. :(

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Florriiiiiiiiiiick. <3 She's so cool. I wanna be Florrick when I grow up.

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This is kind of sweet actually. Growth for everyone.

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EEEEEEEE :D I love this so much. She deserved such a good ending and she got it. (Though people KEEP putting Hector's names on things; I think he's giving up on fighting against notoriety. XD )

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HI DAMMON! Hector definitely makes sure Karlach sends him a super nice letter bringing him up to date. He's a saint in their eyes, made it possible for them to be together at all.

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Hee. Elminster turned out to be interestingly nuanced in terms of Gale's storyline; he didn't really seem to approve of how Mystra was treating Gale, but also wanted to toe the party line of the goddess of magic. Hector's a smidge skeptical of him as a result. But good to hear he and Gale are still on good terms.

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<3 If Nocture eventually decides to leave the Sharrans, and Shadowheart goes to help her, Hector would absolutely be there to help as well.

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Eyyyy, Voss. I love this because he greets Hector with the title "She'lak", which means 'benevolent burden' (a term for a do-gooder hero), which I already headcanoned was what Lae'zel calls Hector. So she's got Voss doing it too, which absolutely makes Hector smile.

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Aw. Hope seems to be doing okay. <3 As okay as she can be under the circumstances at least.

@writer86 pointed out to me that the House of Hope would make perfect sense as a regular headquarters for Hector and Karlach and Wyll; I think they probably go there pretty regularly for time to rest and recuperate.

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Aw, Mayrina gets a happy ending! This is great! She didn't end up naming her son after Hector after all though lol. Which he's fine with tbh.

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Oh no. XD

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I love the implication that Nine-Fingers might have just randomly showed up too and been the only non-companion here besides Tara. XD That line about getting Jaheira to sing intrigues me. Fodder for a one-shot perhaps...

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Zevlor is such a great character, man. I think this is a good end for him, and hopefully he finds peace and happiness in it somehow, in the end.

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Awwwwwww. Atta boy Geraldus!

It's incredibly unclear to me how easily Hector and co. can or cannot get out of the Hells. But if he has the freedom to do so, he would absolutely be there. (Though honestly, lbr. It should be Jaheira.)

[dappledpaintbrush]

(modern) rdr2 halloween headcanons because because BECAUSE because

- Arthur never went all out for Halloween until one time Sean convinced him to do that “pretend to be a mannequin on a chair holding a candy bowl” thing. He made a kid cry and has never forgiven himself

- Sean got informed of this and got his number temporarily blocked because he kept spamming Arthur to do it again

- Charles and Arthur often just ditch giving out candy and watch as much of the Halloween movies as they can before they pass out from exhaustion

- Lenny absolutely still trick or treats and always says “next year is his last year” (it’s not)

- Everyone flocks to Hosea’s house because he’s just the sweet old man that sits on his driveway and gives out two handfuls of candy to each kid. He’s also the type to say stuff like “Let me guess, you’re a pumpkin!” to a little kid wearing a super hero costume

- You can’t say “Trick or Treat!” at Sadie’s house. There is now a 50% chance she will say “Trick” and shut her door.

- Abigail finally harasses John enough to take Jack trick-or-treating, and for Jack oh no this wasn’t enough. John had to dress up too. Abigail had to drag him kicking and screaming to Spirit Halloween and Jack picked out Batman and Robin costumes for them

- John actually ended up having a lot of fun but the idea of being Batman got to his head and he tried to do a backflip and ended up busting his ass on the concrete

- Dutch can’t just give out candy. That’s too simple. He gives out McGriddles.

- Tilly being an actual angel goes out of her way to make things extra fun and ties tissues around lollipops to make them look like little ghosts

- Susan gives out toothbrushes

- Bill used to leave his porch light on, wait for people to walk up, then jump from the bushes wearing a Krampus costume. He retired the year he got pepper-sprayed.

- Nobody can get ahold of Swanson. Swanson got blackout drunk at a Halloween party and woke up in a parking lot in Europe.

- Halloween isn’t Halloween for Javier. Not anymore. It’s now Get a Free McGriddle From Dutch Day.

- Every piece of candy from Josiah is 99¢ each (he’s generous enough to put it on sale at a 75% discount).

- Uncle has a whole group chat that’s just him texting every Halloween that he has lumbago so he can’t go trick-or-treating. Nobody has ever asked. You can’t leave the group chat. He just adds you right back.

- Molly dresses herself up in literally the most amazing costumes just to immediately take it off and go to bed

- Pearson has gone on strike on his job as a chef, demanding work be cancelled on Halloween. He’s done this more than once. So far, Pearson has gotten fired from 5 restaurants, and he hasn’t quit yet.

- Kieran absolutely refused Halloween his entire life but the ONE TIME he tried giving out candy he opened the door to like an actual toddler wearing a Pennywise mask and hyperventilated until he cried

- Micah goes around chasing people with an actual knife

- For whatever reason Karen has never caught on that porch lights on = trick or treaters and ended up screaming GET THE FUCK OFF MY PORCH at little kids. The police were called and she ended up fist fighting a single mother of 4

- Mary-Beth paid for her bail

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🤠🦹‍♂️🦸🐓Vigilantes, Superheroes & Supervillains Fic Recs🐓🦸🦹‍♂️🤠

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Ao3 Authors: Anonymous, Bahjrc, Iridescent, MerielTLA.

> Daily Heroes > Organised Crime

where are all the gods by iridescent {M}

Coyote is panting as if he has run the entire length of the building to get here, visibly agitated. His eyes glow yellow, luminous in the half-gloom. “What is it?” Rooster asks even as a sick and nauseating premonition churns in his gut. Maverick is alone in the sterile infirmary, but he hadn’t been sent alone into the field. “Hangman isn’t back.” Coyote is clenching and unclenching his fists, fighting to stay in his human form. “He’s missing.”

They Call Me Mr. Fantastic by Anonymous {E}

Shameless Fantastic Four au with Jake as Johnny and Bradley as Reed.

we could be (heroes) > killshot. by bahjrc {E}

"Name a hero who was happy." The year is 2017, and Bradley Bradshaw doesn't know where to go from here. It's been five years since Top Gun, a failed mission and losing more than he thought he could. Now everywhere he looks, Rooster sees ghosts. He had once dreamed of becoming a super hero as big as Maverick, as big as Goose or Iceman; now, all Bradley dreams about is a dead friend, and all the ways he could have saved him. The past, however, has a way of reopening old wounds, and Jake Seresin was never known to let others have the last word about anything. Not even about death, it seems.

The Final Masquerade by MerielTLA {E}

Some excruciating steps more and he finally saw it, the little apartment building he had been looking for. Ordinary in absolutely every way except one: It was home of the most dangerous man in the world…and that thought alone made his head spin even harder than it was. This was a bad idea. Or A wounded hero, whose only option is to trust his greatest enemy.

[rawrsatthetree]

Idk how people can make dedicated content for their tav. I have a new Tav every month that I focus on and make a whole story for and ultimately drop for the next Tav to infect my mind.

Anyways my current Tav of the month is a human oath of devotion Paladin with an urchin background who’s an AU version of my dark urge where they aren’t a Bhaalspawn and got to grow up with their foster family instead.

Ala'onna (An Elven name that means keeper of harmony). 26 years old.

They were adopted by their dads, a 300 year old retired paladin dwarf and a 650 year old retired ranger elf, who run a bakery on the outskirts of Riften. They always dreamed of growing up to be an adventurer like their dads, inspired by their many bedtime tales. They spent their childhood running around the lower city and exploring the sewers getting into trouble while their Vul (dwarf dad) would sell baked goods from his cart. They got mixed up with some ruff kids and learned how to swindle and steal. One day a strange pale girl with even paler eyes joined their little group of would be thieves. Everything was fun and games until this strange girl killed one of their friends, pushing him from one of the high city walls and watching with glee as he splattered on the cobblestone below. They watched in anger as flaming fists just shrugged it off and refused to even acknowledge those most in need of protection. They vowed to work hard to become a real hero that would protect everyone who was in need, even those others deem unworthy of protection.

They were on their way back to the city after an adventure to check on their Vul and Ada when they got snatched up by the mindflayers.

When the party got to Baldur’s Gate they were super excited to introduce all the companions to their fathers however they had both decided come out of retirement and went off to fight the Absolute’s army.

They don’t recognize that the pale girl from their childhood was Orin but they do admit she seems hauntingly familiar. They were a bit too young to run around in the same circle as Karlach and a little too low-class to play with Wyll. They had bumped into Astarion before, on a night they were out far later than they were supposed to be, they were dared to pick pocket him since he looked wealthy and stupid. He frightened them off flashing his fangs and glowing red eyes threatening to drain them dry if they didn’t piss off. They refused to sleep alone for the next month waking up from nightmares of a vampire trying to bite them in their sleep. Astarion doesn't remember, but they do. They don't just recognize he's a vampire that night when he tried to bite them, but specifically the vampire that haunted their nightmares as a child.

They think they tread the line of an oath breaker but, for all their grey morality, they always stand up to evil. Even if their definition of evil is a little more fluid and grey. They try not to judge creatures based on what they are or people based on their background. "Stealing is ok, the real evil is the rich that let you starve"; "maybe goblins wouldn't be like that if people treated them with kindness and respect" that sort of thing. This does make them very naive, they're open mind getting in the way when they really shouldn't trust or give people a chance. They fight with themselves to see the good in the world, for them it's a choice they make, in spite of everything. They tend to shoulder too much, when bad things happen it's their fault. They should have been stronger, they should have been quicker, they should have known better.

They actually have a really low constitution for a paladin, it's only 11. Yes they still always use compel duel, yes they go down every other fight, yes Astarion is loosing his mind over his knight in shining armor with a death wish. They also have laughably low wisdom (8) and intelligence (9).

Growing up everyone thought they were actually half dwarf because they're 5'3" and kind of stocky. They're not really self conscious or anything, they know they're muscular (18 strength) and their chubbiness is just proof of being raised in a loving home with good food and lots of bread (their Vul taught them this).

They're Ada was a little more distant from them than their Vul that dotted on them constantly. Not that he didn't love them as much, but being 660 years old will make you a little distant or so their Vul told them. They wouldn't say they have daddy issues since their Vul is also their dad, more specifically they Elf daddy issues. They are embarrassingly desperate for attention and validation from specifically Elven men. Astarion is blissfully unaware of this, of course they want his approval that's what he's manipulating them for. Halsin however knows.

They're not fluent but they can speak and understand a bit of Elvish and Dwarfish as well as some thieves chant.

Their second highest stat is charisma and they love to sing. They swear they should have been a Bard but the schooling is much more expensive than some starter armor, a sword, and an oath.

[secondgenerationnerd]

The way you talked about mar’i, can you talk about the twins from omega squad?

Absolutely I can!

First, foremost, and most importantly—They might be twins, but they ain’t the same person. That’s the number one lesson their parents taught them and people around them

They are rainbow babies, Linda had two miscarriages before them. She and Wally always say “You each came down alone, then went back for the other.”

Irey was always the bigger twin….until puberty made her brother 6’2 and kept her at 5’4

Milagro was doing a fashion shoot for a styling class and needed some models for her “Noir” shoot. Jai and Irey were more than happy to help.

Not show are Lian and Damian choking on their lunch when the twins walked in after the shoot

I fully believe that Omega has needed a distraction or diversion for a mission, and the twins just started FIGHTING. In that way only siblings can, y’know?

Both deal with eating disorders—Irey from an abusive ex, Jai from his depression—but that’s what Lian and Mar’i are there for. Lian will refuse to eat until Jai does, and Mar’i offers some of her favorite snacks to Irey.

On really bad days of his depression, ireys made him look at her and said “You’re not leaving me here alone.”

Are they both the “sunshine’s” in their relationships? Absolutely. But make no mistake. They are the scary ones of the relationships.

90% of the time, they are definitely their father’s children, goofy, a love of learning, clumsy. But make no mistake, that other 10%, they are their mother’s son and daughter. They have torn egotistical heroes and Villians down with words alone. Their dad might be the Flash, but their mother is THE Linda Park and you will put respect in the name

Essentially, they are truly—Fuck around, find out.

They’re also super fucking loyal. Like someone called Mar’i “r*tared” once. When they could hear. Irey had them against the wall, her forearm against their throat, while Jai threatened them

On the flip side, they are super proud of their Korean Heritage. They both chose to learn the language as part of the “multilingual” aspect of their hero training (and even before). They blast K-pop and k-rock. They have recreated K-Drama scenes for fun, to the amusement of their teammates. They both get Hanboks to wear when they decide to go to Korea for a weekend trip. They cook as many meals as their mom remembers growing up with. They always keep Kimchi and gochujang in the Omega fridge, as well as all the things to make Kimbap, a comfort snack for bad days

Jai loves the hat, thank you very much

They look up to Donny and Dawn more than can be put into words. Like they’re second cousins once removed, but if you ask them, that’s their big brother and sister. They love how happy Mel makes Donny and just want the best for both them

Irey points out she’s only kissed one person on the team, which Jai says “It was a mission, but colin is a great kisser!”

Irey’s straight, but Jai is like….on super thin ice sometimes

The lab at the tower might be a public space, but that’s their lab. They know the policy. But that’s just the facts

They both learned how to use their partners weapons. Irey actually managed to use a fight against one of the Alpha guys during a sparring match. Jai was laughing so hard he was on the ground

Asha, Irey and Damian’s daughter, adores her “Unca Jai-Jai”

They like to go to science expos and comic cons together

Irey is a biter when it comes to fist fights and Jai swears he has scars.

They both cried for days when Jay and Joan Garret died

Linda died two weeks after Luke, Jai and Lian’s son, was born. She’d been diagnosed with late stage lung cancer after Lian found out she was pregnant. She decided against treatment and spent that last year making as many memories with her children and grandchildren as she could.

Jai and Irey were with Omega when they got the news. They both fell to their knees and were sobbing and screaming for her.

They do think they would have made it through that time without their friends, especially Mar’i and Lian.