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Juniper: “Well, here they are! What do you think? You won’t find cuties like these in Hoenn, ahaha~”

???: “I-I’m sorry… Could I just have a moment…?”

Juniper: “Hm? Ah, of course! Silly me, just because you’ve done this before doesn’t make this moment any less special. It’s probably more special than usual because this will be your first pokemon as a Unovan citizen, how exciting! Anyways, there’s no rush, hon.”


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An Incredibly Minor Yet Underrated Marvel Character

SO imagine this. You are a member of an proud and violent warrior race. You are the handmaiden to the less violent, but probably still p proud Princess of the intergalactic empire that most of your race belongs to. One day, your Princess, whom you have served loyally for many years, gets into some bullshit star-crossed lover biz with a man who is 1) a member of the race your race has been fighting since basically forever, B) A member of the organization that has consistently opposed your empire, and Lastly) who lives on a different planet and is therefore not gonna be around when she predictably finds out she is having his goddamn baby, because of course she is. 

So your Princess has this illegitimate half alien baby now, and her Dad (your Emperor) is like “wow, no” and tries to have it executed on the grounds of he doesn’t like it and he’s in goddamned charge. And the Princess is looking at you, and her eyes are doing that thing were they’re really big and sad, and her lips all pout-y, and if you had the frame of reference you would totally call her out on doing the puppy eye thing but you don’t. So what do you do?

You take the weird hybrid baby to his baby daddy, effectively exiling yourself from your home planet, to go live on a planet were Everyone Actually Really Totally Hates You, also known as Earth(y). 

Sadly, when you get to earth, were you expect to find help from the legendary super-powered princess impregnating warrior hero guy and his buds, you find that the guy has quite rudely kicked the bucket. So here you are, on a hostile alien planet, with no one to help your exiled self or your exiled prince who is half a species you have almost no experience with and also has a price on his head despite the fact he is not yet strong enough to lift said head without help. So again, what do you do?

You become a realtor.  

Yeah, that’s right. You get a fucking job. You settle the fuck down. You take a fucking Pilates class. You raise the weird fucking hybrid baby. In fact, you do not just raise the weird fucking hybrid baby; You love and cherish the weird fucking hybrid baby. You teach the exiled heir to your proud, violent, warrior race to be a sweet ‘lil nerd, who loves pokemon, and comic books, and tries to talk through confrontations, and occasionally hits you with those puppy-dog eyes that got you into this mess in the first place. You don’t complain though. You don’t complain when you’re Prince gets sick and there is literally no one on earth to turn to (because who on earth has ever seen a skrull/kree hybrid, much less treated one?). You don’t complain when you hear Galactus destroys your homeworld and everyone on it (how can you explain to your Prince that you’re grieving for his mother when you’re right there?). You don’t complain when the Super-Skrull burst through the wall of you adopted son’s friend-who-is-totally-not-his-boyfriend-mom-oh-my-god’s apartment and demands your baby go with him. Because you are not someone who backs down from a challenge. 

You pull out a gun and you challenge the greatest warrior of your proud, violent warrior race.

You lose. 

You die. 

But it’s all right. Your son’s not-boyfriend will save him. Your weird alien hybrid baby will become a weird alien hybrid hero, and later, a weird alien hybrid King. Somewhere, your Princess and her bullshit star-crossed lover are very proud. Somewhere else, the galaxies worst Grandfather is very furious. But you, well. Who even are you?

I don’t know. Because the writers never bothered giving you a name. It’s all right though. You know why?

Because I love you. 

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“Went missing after dance recital at the ‘Tip-Toe’ dance studio on —. Melodie was reported to be visiting a friend for dinner on the night of her disappearance. The reported location of the ‘friend’s’ house was the manor on the outskirts of town- but the building was reported to be abandoned upon search. No other leads have been introduce at this time—- “

EDIT: Page has been redrawn and updated! If you want to see what the old page looked like you can see it here

Miraculous GO! Page 2!

Is the text too small in places? Let me know if it is and I’ll fix it.

Question: Is it fandom standard to tag @thelastpilot in anything involving Nino? I feel like it is at this point, but that could just be me. (I’ll stop after this.)

I tried coming up with different Moth and Hawk pun names for Hawkmoth. Most of them sounded too much like different things though. 

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So sorry for the delay!! Oh my god over 200 notes?! Thank you SO much everyone! I’ll try making the three pages that are left as fast as I can! But for now, here’s part 2 of BoneMouse’s story: Three of a kind! ヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ノ

Tried making the text on the computer so I could use their fonts because my writing looks like shit!! Hope this looks okay? Idk. ^///^



Original story



Of King and Country by MethodforMadness

Well someone’s feeling a little ornery cuz he just got his sniper wifle taken away (╯︵╰,) 

Based off this by @cozmikrae 


Page 2, comic of this fanfic by @thebronyphilospher:

Doing this for fun!

Do you guys like the colours….not like there’s much but do you like this particular hue or whatever? I hope the dialogs are easy to see! Leave a comment down below of how you feel about this comic so far! I’m not gonna lie but this took me way longer than I expected….

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Page 3: discontinued atm for a good reason, sorry!

Edit: Separated the page into bits, it should be easier to read now!