Sketches Of Scenes From "Shattered Mirrors" By Catnoodles (ao3). Idk If They Hav Any Socials So😭but

Spiderman Field Trip Fic Recs

Whoever came up with this trope honestly deserves an award... every single one of them manages to do something different, and most of them are hilarious!

This is the worst timeline by Hittinmiss (6.6k)

this fic is absolutely hysterical from start to finish, with cameos from almost all of the Avengers and a (let's be honest) realistic number of vine references.

Mr Stark Enough For You? (another field trip fic bcs we dont have enough) by Livinei (7k)

this is one of my all time favourite field trip fics... the relationship with tony & peter is just written so perfectly and it is so sweet!

It's Above My Clearance Level by tsk (5k)

this fic is so funny!!! the sheer curiosity of all of Peter's classmates even when they are getting told they can't ask questions makes me laugh every time

Perhaps He's Not Missing Out After All. by NotYoCheese (6.6k)

this is just so sweet!! i would pay all of the money to see the look on Flash's face as well xD

The Field Trip by DJ_unicornsgr8 (8.6k)

i think the tag "Flash has no sense of self preservation" sums this entire fic up pretty well!

Definitely Worth It by jennylarner (16k)

Peter is not having a good day in this, but it is so worth it, exactly as the title says!

from your perspective, the world is flat by blueh (18k)

this fic has a lot more peril than most of them do, and i would say it's probably it's the different to the rest of the fics... but it is written amazingly, and i just love all of the characters in this!

so...that's all of them. if you have any fic suggestions or you want me to make a specific fic rec list, feel free to ask! and, as always, thank you to all the wonderful authors for writing and sharing all of these :D

For the humans are weird thing. What would aliens think about humans going diving for fun

Ohhh my god, they would think it’s not only wild but horrifying.

The first time we explain the usage of oxygen tanks to them, they’re like “oh neat! That’s very smart, humans, it’ll help you catch food-”

But then we explain how no, its not to help us catch food. Its so we can swim with sharks. And the aliens are just like…you’re joking right?

So we explain scuba diving in order to admire the beauty of the ocean and honestly, just to chill. And they’re just horrified for us, that we risk drowning just to swim with fish?? But then we tell them about cage diving and they just. lose their fucking minds.

Not only are we underwater with nothing but a tank of oxygen that could rupture at any point but we’re also surrounding ourselves with apex predators, locking ourselves in a cage so there’s no easy way to escape. And if the cage detaches from the boat? Well then you’re done for. 

And we do this? for fun!?

We risk hearing damage and sickness due to the pressure of the ocean just because we want to see how far down we can get? We risk attacks from ocean predators because we want to swim with them!? They’ve seen what Great White Sharks do to seals! They watched Planet Earth! And all we have to protect us is a flimsy cage which we KNOW they’re powerful enough to break.

And the fact that we’re always trying to go deeper and deeper just to see whats there baffles them. No one can really get a straight answer out of humans as to why we do this. Usually the only thing we have to say about it is “well, just because.”

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The thing is, with our skeletons the way they are, humans can bend. We make a point of becoming more flexible, bending this way and that and sometimes it for sure can look like we’ve got no structure. A lot of alien races are fascinated with how we move and bend because sometimes its so fluid. 

Especially in fights. 

They see us thrown against walls, flying through the air, our limbs bending in, what to us is unnatural ways, but the aliens don’t know we aren’t supposed to do that. To them, we seem like ragdolls, our bodies flopping and waving all over the place. They’re not gentle with us, throwing us over their shoulders in the rush to retreat and get back to the base, and even when not in a fight, they tend to throw us around with wild abandon (its usually no big deal, most humans think its hilarious and fun and no one really minds.)

And then they find out about our bones. 

Its a quiet, tense moment. A team had been dispatched to ‘ease the switch in political leaders’ on one of the more difficult inner planets and the current monarch was not having it. In a final attempt to keep control, the monarch had thought using one of the humans on the team as a  hostage was a good idea. They’re holding the human in a way that would look painful, arm twisting too far and the monarch is shouting, demanding that they be left in control. The others on the team are just grinning because if the monarch is threatening to break the human, they’re in for a big surprise. Humans don’t have a structure. They flop around as they please, held steady as simply a mass of meat!

The monarch, it seems, doesn’t like to be laughed at. The pull, and twist and-

SSS-NAP

And the human is screaming, their face contorted in pain. The monarch jerks the arm around. An audible -pop- fills the room, and the team hear it just over the screams of their friend. Then comes the other arm -SNAP- and the leg -CRACK-

The human is bent, but…its in a way that the others have seen often and isn’t that…isn’t that fine? Aren’t they supposed to do that? What was that horrible snap? As it turns out, one can’t hear very well the snapping of bones in the pandemonium of battle. 

Everyone’s a bit quiet, struck by the shouts of pain and sobs coming from their human before finally, mercifully, they pass out. Then all hell breaks loose. The rest of the team dispatch the monarch with unusual ease and entirely too quickly. Then, as gently and slowly as they can, they pick up the human. The angles of their limbs look sickening to them now, and they bring them back to the base where, for once, they actually stay in the medical bay to watch them be patched up and their bones reset. 

From then on, they are much more careful with their human companion and feel the proper amount of horror and concern upon seeing them thrown about in a fight. Still, it takes some time to convince them that yoga is an alright thing to do and that no, Susan is a contortionist, her body CAN do that. 

I like to imagine that in any atla modern au, aang still, for some reason, finds a reason to beat ozai’s ass

Jimmy held Tom close to his chest, grinning gently at his son as the boy blinked up at him in wonder. He never would have thought that his relationship with Joel would allow for such a blessing. A tiny fist wrapped around the bandana tied at his neck, causing Jimmy to laugh lightly.

“You like your Pa’s bandana, Tom?” He whispered, bouncing his son gently as the child grinned at the sound of his laughter and voice, the movement causing the infant to also begin to giggle.

An excited figure bounced into the room, grinning from ear to ear as he approached Jimmy’s hip, Hermes coming to a pause only to look directly up at Jimmy, “Mr. Sheriff! Daddy said I had to be quiet, but that I had a new baby brother!”

“You do, Hermes. Do you want to meet him?”

Hermes’ eyes lit up in excitement, “Can I?”

“Of course,” Jimmy confirmed, smiling at the child before casting a glance at Joel who was leaning against the door now, smiling as he watched the three interact. Jimmy kneeled down so that he was closer to Hermes’ height, tilting the infant in his arms so the boy could see him, “This is your brother Tom.”

“Mr. Sheriff, I love him. He’s so little though! Do you have to hold him all the time?”

“For now, we do. Why don’t you sit down, that way you can hold him safely too.”

“I can? How do you hold a baby?”

“I’ll teach you, Hermes, don’t worry.”

Hermes hesitated, “What if I drop him?”

“We can hold him together if you’re worried,” Jimmy offered. “You can sit on my lap and we’ll both hold him.”

“That! Please,” Hermes nodded, sliding onto Jimmy’s lap with wide eyes that were mirrored in the face he was staring at. Both children seemed entirely mesmerized by the other.

Tom reached out, his tiny fingers finding Hermes’ and wrapping around them.

Hermes gasped, having fallen in love with their younger brother all over again, “I’m your big brother, Hermes. I’m going to protect you forever, Tom. I promise.”

Title: In the Palm of Your Hand

Summary: Obi-Wan Kenobi is a rarity in the Jedi Order because he is one of the only remaining members who can morph into a lightsaber that can be wielded by a compatible partner. Enter Commander Cody, who has what he believes to be a foreign lightsaber dropped on his head, a lightsaber that is excessively warm and that he insists he can hear releasing the occasional exasperated sigh.

Pairing: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39350259

Humans have no time for other planet’s savior complexes.

The first huge battle between us and an outer space fleet happened before we even got out of our solar system. They flew down and held the planet hostage, made threats, the whole shebang. The Galactic Syndicate catches word of it; one of the warring planets taking control of a tiny, defenseless planet right on the edge of their borders? Well, that doesn’t look good for them.

So they send ships down. The moment those doors open, the aliens have a gun in their face and a very angry, bruised, and beaten human glaring at them.

What they hadn’t been made aware of was that the humans had, more or less competently, handled the invasion. However, the introduction of outer space aliens had been somewhat of a shock to them and, as the human explained in less polite words, they had had their fill of outer space life forms, thank you very much.

But now Earth is on the map. News of their competence in the fight against their invaders passes through the systems and planet upon planet send down delegations to attempt to form relations with these strange new creatures. More often than not, they offer protection, with the uninformed belief that these soft, little bipeds need a strong defender. Those emissaries return to their planets rather hastily and steadfastly refuse to return to the backwater little planet.

Since then, many more invasions have happened on Earth, but no matter how many fleets are sent to help defend the humans, they are turned away. Some of the elders in the Syndicate claim it is human arrogance, refusing any help, stubborn, stupid creatures. Others find it fascinating, courageous, and a little bit sexy.

But the truth is, humans don’t trust well, and we don’t like to be in debt. We know how fast we can turn on each other; how fast do you think it would take for a mysterious, scientifically advanced, military deep space species to do the same, good intentions be damned?

No, best just to handle it ourselves.

Does Narinder need a bath?

So so bad (I lost the plot on this one gays)

For the longest time Narinder refuses to allow anyone to touch him but at the same time suffers mobility issues preventing him from taking care of himself.

Anyway if I keep doing this shit the aromantic council is gonna show up at my doorstep and revoke my right to practice. My demons are winning rn.