Okay but consider a Mass Effect Andromeda where the Ryder family stays whole. Alec doesn’t die, the second Ryder twin doesn’t end up in a coma.
Imagine Pathfinder Alec Ryder getting to actually be a pathfinder, but also having to cope with his two children who are both canonically huge dorks.
Consider Alec trying to be diplomatic while his two grown ass children are behind him getting into a silent slap fight over who gets to ride shotgun in the nomad.
Consider Alec “so emotionally constipated he’s shitting out diamonds” Ryder having to deal with Jaal “I’ve known you for ten seconds let’s talk about our feelings because the angaran social filter is nothing like yours” Ama Darav.
Consider Alec having to constantly put himself between Reyes and whichever offspring has come with him because the guy will not stop flirting and this man is a criminal and we only need him for his connections, stop winking back.
Imagine Alec bonding with Evfra over the difficulties of leadership in an impossible situation, and having the lives of an entire species depending on your success.
Now imagine that scene but it keeps cutting to Scott and Sara daring each other to eat the weird alien food.
Drak offering Alec parenting advice!!!!!
Alec putting Peebee in time out until she can behave herself.
Alec putting on his Parent Voice when Gil and Kallo fight – it’s not even on purpose, they just sound so much like bickering children.
Alec having to deal with the fallout from the disastrous beginnings of the initiative – would fewer people attack him to his face? He’s certainly a lot scarier and a lot more intimidating than the canon pathfinder is.
Imagine Alec walking in on one or both of his children making out with their love interest. Imagine that ride on the Nomad.
Jaal trying to talk to Alec about it to reassure him of the true depth of feelings he has for Sara but Alec Does Not Want To Have This Conversation. Cora loves Scott but oh god she’s sleeping with her mentor’s son and he knows but he isn’t saying anything why isn’t he saying anything. Liam practically climbing under the table whenever Alec enters the room because he’s sure his boss is going to space him for making out with his daughter.
Sahuna Ama Darav emailing Alec because “we’re going to be inlaws let’s talk about medical histories and plans for grandchildren!!!”
non-chudley ask which location would you choose to fight each of the hamilton characters?
i’ve been preparing for this question my entire life. thank u. here are my thoughts
Alexander: i would fight alexander hamilton in his own office. i know it seems counterintuitive but i feel like i could distract him by destroying a bunch of his shit. our respective scrappiness would ensure a close match, there would probably be biting involved and it would culminate in me stabbing him in the chest with a letter opener
Burr: I don’t want to fight burr. i think it’d be really depressing, like beating up an old man. i’ll pass on this one
Eliza: eliza and i would fight in a sunlit baroque dining room at precisely 10:00am and it would be preceded by 15 minutes of drinking tea and having a very calm yet ominous and metaphor-laden conversation from opposite sides of the dining table. the fight would end in a tie where we both decide to spare each others lives and part ways with a newfound sense of mutual respect
Washington: i would literally fight this man anywhere. any time, any place, i will fight george washington, and lose magnificently
Angelica: angelica and i would recreate the blacksmith scene from Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
Peggy: i would fight peggy in a grassy field dotted with wildflowers in the early autumn sunlight and it wouldnt be a real fight it’d be a pretend fight with our dog and then we’d kiss
Lafayette: i’d fight laf in the park next to my parents’ house because its where he got supremely fucked up one time in a humiliating defeat and his bad memories may give me the upper hand. JUST KIDDING not only would he kick my ass extremely easily he’d probably be charming and kind to me the entire time, and then i would feel bad
Laurens: i would fight laurens in bed. not in a sexy way, just because i feel like the only way i would stand a chance is by ambushing him in his sleep and smothering him
Mulligan: why would i bother honestly. i’d fight herc in a cemetery next to a freshly dug grave so he could just dunk me right in. i trust him to give me a proper burial and come back every once in a while to leave flowers
Maria: i wouldn’t fight maria what the fuck
Jefferson: here it is: i would fight jefferson in the parking lot behind a denny’s at 3 in the morning
Madison: i kind of just assumed madison and jefferson would attempt to tag-team me, therefore i would also fight madison in the denny’s parking lot. i use the word “fight” very loosely here since i feel like i would just have to yell at him or like gently tip him over or something
Philip: philip is a child but i would still fight him. maybe just a little though. maybe just a heated debate
KGIII: i would slap-fight king george in ye olde royal boxing ring surrounded by royal subjects and press photographers. he’d go down pretty quickly and hopefully i’d get to wear the cape
Have you done any fight fics? Just curious if you have in he past, cuz I know you aren't taking requests 😄
ARE YOU GUYS TRYING TO KILL ME WITH THIS ANGST??? I’m kidding! hahaha I’m a sucker for angst (as you all probably know by now) and I think I have a few fics that you might like!
Yuuri and Victor Fight
First Fight by apollosoyuz, Gen, 2.4k The first time they fought was loud and then quiet. In which Yuuri panics and blames Viktor, and Viktor doesn’t realize the impact his petty response will have on Yuuri until it’s too late. Fluffy ending!
Break the Cycle by SigmundFreud, Explicit, 26k College AU where ex boyfriends Yuuri and Victor can’t stay away from each other. LOTS of mutual pining, arguments, miscommunication, and, of course, angst. Thumbs up!
Submerge by cryingoverspilledvodka, Mature, 38k The pining and angst is real in this one! Full of angry Yuuri and an equally frustrated Victor. Takes place after their first argument. Relationships aren’t easy, and Victor and Yuuri are no exception.
selfish by MissSpock, Gen, 1.9k “…Aren’t you going to stop me?” He hated how his voice wobbled and cracked, and he had to fight to keep the tears in his eyes. Yuuri’s brows creased. The mist had cleared from the lenses of his glasses and he looked at Victor with confused, amber eyes. “Why should I? It seems as though you’ve come to a decision.” Role reversal of ep 11. *sobs*
Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya, Explicit, 166k (WIP) Pretty sure everyone’s read this one… but if you haven’t, do! Rivals AU where Yuuri’s main goal, ever since he was a child, is to beat Victor and win the GPF. SO MUCH ANGST (like, so much) and deliciously hot, hot, hot! You might die from reading this… it’s that good. My personal favourite!
Trouble in Paradise by DarkDemon, Gen, 1.3k After their first fight as a couple, Yuuri feels absolutely horrible and tracks Viktor down at the rink so they can talk about it. Thumbs up!
turbulence by fan_nerd, Teen, 1.9k Yuuri could get frustrated and tired and impatient, but he’s never called Victor out of his name. He’s far too polite for that. The word idiot rings in Victor’s head like he’s been slapped. They fight, they make up!
Nerve Endings by Phyona, Explicit, 47k (WIP) When Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg, they have to work through Yuuri’s anxiety and Victor’s secrets to find their balance. LOVE THIS FIC OMG!
Hold Me Tight by smudgesofink, Teen, 11k To say that Victor is touchy-feely is the understatement of the century. So when Victor just stops touching Yuuri, without explanation, without reason, it makes for a painfully jarring experience. It’s all fluff… then goes straight into the depths of angst.. *cries*
From The Moon by ButterBeerBitch, Mature, 4.8k That one time Victor finds out why Yuuri has never let him inside his bedroom because….well, we all know why… happy ending!
Of Glass and Gold by smudgesofink, Teen, 4.4k In which Victor is gold–magnificent, breathtaking, brilliant–and Yuuri is glass–transparent, thin, breakable. Great fic!
Anything You Want by Flightless_Bird, Teen, 2.6k Victor’s heart stung. He knew that he shouldn’t get annoyed when he was clearly in the wrong; but it still hurt to think that Yuuri believed a few flashing cameras were more important to Victor than him. Love this!
George Gordon “That’s Lord To You” Byron lived the sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle well before one of those things had even been invented. In a day when poetry was the public’s poison, Byron leveraged his prose (plus his rock star hair) to embark on a veritable world tour … only instead of cities, he visited a collection of orifices so vast that it couldn’t possibly fit on the back of a T-shirt. Along the way, he recorded his escapades in detail in his memoirs, which he later passed on to fellow poet Thomas Moore. He also left strict instructions for his publisher, John Murray, to only publish them after his death, presumably because he didn’t care to be present for the spontaneous combustion of Europe’s collective pants.
Having lived at the turn of the 19th century, Byron of course died terribly, and at the ripe old age of thirty-goddamn-six. He’d been leading resistance fighters in the Greek War of Independence against the Ottoman Empire at the time (“poet” used to be synonymous with “tough guy”), and it took a full month for his pickled remains to get back to England. As they did, a small group, including Moore, parliamentarian John Hobhouse, Murray, and Murray’s 16-year-old son (heir to the publishing business), gathered in Murray’s office to decide the fate of Byron’s memoirs. After a series of heated arguments and probably a slap fight or three, the group took the two bound manuscript volumes and, page by page, fed them to a fire.
XIBALBA AND LA MUERTE! Just… EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM!
“Balby” and “mi amor”o
The entire plot revolves around them trying to
spice up their married life by placing the entire fate of the world on whether
not the kid they side with gets the girl.
Whenever Xibalba goes limp when La Muerte even
The first thing that tipped me off that Mary
Beth and the security guard Guicho were La Muerte and Xibalba in disguise was
when she ran her hand down his face. And that was in the very beginning of the
The fact that La Muerte discovers Xibalba
cheated on the wager when Manolo tattles
Notice how he appears with a wine bottle, twogoblets, and asing-song voice…. I
see what you’re trying to do there, buddy.
That scene is also the equivalent of “someone’s
sleeping on the floor tonight.”
“You misbegotten son of a leprous donkey!”
La Muerte’s hat shooting off fireworks when she
and Xibalba have their First Big Damn Kiss
kissing La Muerte’s hand and oh my God I’m a sucker for hand kisses!
La Muerte slapping Xibalba when he tries
checking out Maria
is so much freaking DETAIL in this movie!
This definitely deserved the Annie Award for Character Design!
The voice acting in this movie is phenomenal
ALL THE ORIGINAL SONGS!
“Wow, that totally captivated her.”
YOU…. YOU GOT WHAT I NEE-ED….
singing “Creep” by Radiohead after he refuses to kill the bull
The backstory behind putting the song in the
movie is pretty cool too.
“What is it with Mexicans and death?”
Manolo and Joaquin getting into a slap fight
Can we have Guillermo del Toro work on romantic
movies like this more? Because he GETS
Carmen asking La Muerte to lift her up so that
she can slap Xibalba for his trouble.
And he just goes along with it.
The bridge covered with candles was probably one
of the most romantic things I’ve seen on film.
It’s officially up there with the field full of daffodils from “Big
Diego Luna singing in general
Chuy’s oinks that sounds like honks·
“I’M GONNA JUDGE YOU WITH THIS GIANT SWORD!”
How did you get down here?” “Eh, cholesterol.”
THE SINGING NUNS!!
“And this is the medal I got for winning the
A/N: This is my first Avengers imagine/reader insert, so I’m trying to get used to writing them. Otherwise, I like how it turned out for my first try(even though I can point out a list of things I could have done different, or added, but whatever?) Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
It was a typical Friday night for New York City and the Avengers themselves, who resided inside the tower for the night. A thunderstorm raged on outside the tall building, the secure windows of the main lounge area showcasing the pouring rain and occasional lightning strikes outside.
Most of Earth’s mightiest heroes were relaxed in the lounge. The TV was playing a Pixar movie; Steve and Bucky’s eyes glued to the screen. They’ve been going through their list of movies to watch and catch up on and tonight it was the movie UP. It was getting to the emotional bits, so the two super-soldiers’ attention were on the screen.
Clint and Natasha sat near the kitchen, chatting over whatever came to mind. Mostly any interesting or exciting things to happen through the week. Tony and Bruce were in the lab working on their most recent project. Everyone else was either in their rooms or somewhere else around the tower. No one was dumb enough to venture out into the storm.
A ding came from the elevator, catching the attention of the two assassins before its sleek doors slid open to reveal (Y/N).
“Hey, (Y/N), we were wondering when you’d-” Clint shut his mouth after catching a look of their teammate before laughter spilled out of his mouth immediately after.
Stepping out of the elevator, (Y/N) stopped and stared at the hysteric archer, unamused. The girl’s (h/c) locks were plastered to her face, pretty much every inch of her body soaked from the rain outside. “Go ahead, laugh it up,” she grumbled.
“Did I hear- MY FLOORS!” Tony’s distraught cry fueled Clint’s hysteria more but with an elbow to the ribs from Natasha, he shut up. “What happened to you?”,the redhead made her way over to the drenched girl with a small chuckle.
The other two in the room paused their movie to help out, getting towels from the hall closet.
(Y/N) sent a thankful smile their way, putting a towel under her feet as to not ruin Tony’s precious flooring. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him relax, making her roll her eyes while she dried herself some.
“I was walking home from work when the storm came out of nowhere,” she explained. The girl shifted the towels in her arms, pulling something from underneath her hoodie. “I was almost home when something- or rather someone- called out for help.” With a small smile, she pulled the towels back just in time for a tiny kitten to peak it’s head out.
“Aw!” Natasha cooed, joined by Clint once he walked closer to the group. The group stared at the little bundle of cuteness as it took a look around, curious. The kitten was young, about a few weeks old, a varied colored tabby with big brown eyes.
“This little guy was all alone in al alleyway.” (Y/N) further explained the creatures sad story, stroking its head. “The box he was in was mostly drenched and there wasn’t any other cats or people around so I couldn’t just leave him.”
“He looks healthy,” mumbled Tony, surprisingly taking the cat from (Y/N)’s hands to cradle it awkwardly. “I’ll get Bruce or Vision to take a look at him while you get changed.” (Y/N) couldn’t stop the touched smile that spread on her face.
“Thanks, Tony. That’s really-”
“Just don’t mess up my floors further.” The group all rolled their eyes, going back to their own activities once Tony left.
(Y/N) padded down the hall, warmed up from her shower and in a fresh pair of PJs. She smiled at the growing excitement in her chest at the thought of her new found furry friend.
There were more voices coming from the lounge when (Y/N) got closer. She eventually entered the room, spotting a few more faces that joined everyone on the couches. Bruce, Vision and the Maximoff twins joined in on the fun of gushing over the kitten they found earlier.
“He seems fine,” Bruce shifted the cat in his hands, the little guy now bundled in a small blanket on his lap. “No injuries or any illnesses. A little malnourished from being left outside, but otherwise okay.”
“One lucky little fella!” Pietro petted the kitty, earning a cute little meow. It seems he enjoyed all the attention.
“Thanks again you guys.” (Y/N) slipped in between Bruce and Wanda on the couch, the doctor handing the cat over once she settled. “I was worried no one could let me keep him.”
“Well-” Tony raised a finger, about to protest when Bruce sent him a look over his shoulder. He sighed, giving up any further attempt at an argument. “I mean, who could say no to the little guy.”
“Right?” (Y/N) smiled at the cat, picking him up gently to kiss his teeny nose. “You’re just so cute!” He mewed again, the group of heroes laughing at the interaction.
The next day the skies cleared and the sun shined down on the city. The tower was going through its morning routine when excited shouted traveled through its halls.
“Guys guys guys!”(Y/N) ran into the kitchen where mostly everyone was seated, eating breakfast. She slid on the tiled floor, a huge smile on her face as she held something behind her back.
“What what what!” Clint cried back, imitating his friend and earning a few collective chuckles from the group. The thrilled hero took out the object from behind her, holding it up for all to see.
The rescued kitten from the previous night sat in her hands, droopy-eyed from waking up. Besides that a little white turtle neck sat snug on his body, roomy enough to be comfortable with small arm holes.
“Oh my gosh, that’s adorable!” Wanda instantly came to their side, forgetting her breakfast to hold the kitten.
“You made that?” Bucky asked, to which (Y/N) nodded proudly. She sat next to him at the bar, taking the mug of (f/d) Tony offered her.
“Yup,” she answered, popping the last syllable. “While he slept. Poor little Leo, I shoved that thing on him right after he woke up.”
At the choice of the kitten’s name, Tony sent her a look, as if to say ‘really?’. “Leo?” (Y/N) simply shrugged. “First name to come to mind.”
“Who is this Leo?” Thor and Loki now entered the kitchen, along with Sam who went over to chat with Steve. He flicked Bucky’s ear on the way which caused a mini slap-fight to follow. (Y/N) ignored the cat fight in the background to address the gods.
“Leo’s a kitten we rescued last night from the storm. He’s now a part of the family~” Loki rolled his eyes and instead of fawning over the cat went in search of coffee. Thor, on the other hand, seemed thrilled, taking Leo from Wanda and into his hands. Leo looked even smaller in the bigger man’s hands but didn’t look phased at all.
Thor brought Leo eye level before speaking to him. “Hello Leo, I am Thor.” Another eye roll from Loki while the others laughed.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I just couldn’t help writing this once the idea popped into my head as I found that picture on Instagram. I hope you enjoyed, and I’d love to read your feedback if you have any! :D Although, I apologize if I don’t have messages set up or something like that. I’m new to Tumblr when it comes to posting and communicating.
Headcanon that Kurt and Ram once attempted to indeed get busy in the shower but Kurt likes the water really cold and Ram likes the water really hot so all it was was them fighting over the shower knob and eventually slap fighting