A/N: nobody asked for this, but I can't sleep until it's out of my head-
RACEWAY AU CHARACTERS REACT TO BEING UNDER THE MISTLETOE
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Pomni x Caine: The most romantic and dramatic kiss. He twirls her, dips her low and kisses her way longer than necessary. She holds tight to him, smiling through the whole kiss.
Pomni x Ragatha: A sweet kiss on the cheek from Ragatha. Makes Pomni blush and hide behind her hands. Ragatha is pleased.
Pomni x Gummigoo: They're both blushing. A quick peck on the lips. He lowers his hat over his eyes. She squeals into her hands.
Pomni x Jax: He taunts her with exaggerated kissing noises, she flicks him off.
Pomni x Gangle: Forehead touch, both smiling.
Pomni x Zooble: back to back, arms crossed, sunglasses. Bros.
Pomni x Kinger: HUG. BIIIIIG HUG! Tol v smol hug.
Pomni x Loo: ....Loo is a mountain and Pomni's gonna climb her for a little kith. Sorry Ragatha
Caine x Ragatha: NOPE. Sorry Caine, but she's still too skeezed out by your appearance. Keep distance.
Caine x Gummigoo: Yet another who is fearful around Caine. Keep up the good work, boss man.... but please don't kiss him.
Caine x Jax: Jax would rather set his ears on fire. Caine would be happy to oblige.
Caine x Gangle: Hand kiss for her, she's a sweetheart.
Caine x Zooble: HE'S the one afraid of THEM. Please, stop staring at him with such bored disdain.
Caine x Kinger: Very sweet. Caine gives Kinger a kiss on the cheek. Kinger is happy.
Caine x Loo: Ever wanted to kiss a god? Loo has. Caine gets snatched right out of the air and smooched by his own creation.
Ragatha x Gummigoo: She kisses his snoot. Happy gator noises.
Ragatha x Jax: She'll grab him by his stupid head and give him a stupid kiss so he'll shut his stupid mouth. No, she's not blushing, shut up. (She is blushing A LOT) Jax is too stunned to speak.
Ragatha x Gangle: Cheek kisses! One for each!
Ragatha x Zooble: Finger guns.
Ragatha x Kinger: She will try to give him a quick kiss on the mouth but ends up kissing his nose area instead. Kinger is happy.
Ragatha x Loo: Interlaced fingers. Ragatha pops up her heel. Long, loving kiss that makes the heart all a flutter.
Gummigoo x Jax: Angry glares. Will still kiss to establish dominance.
Gummigoo x Gangle: He kisses her cheek. She gives him one back.
Gummigoo x Zooble: knuckle touch
Gummigoo x Kinger: Kinger wants to show off his insect collection. Gummigoo wants to see it.
Gummigoo x Loo: He takes off his hat and she kisses the top of his head
Jax x Gangle: She's terrified. He gets reeeeeeeal close... and says boo. She screams.
Jax x Zooble: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- no.
Jax x Kinger: Headlock side hug. Jax crushing Kinger's head to his ribs. Kinger is happy.
Jax x Loo: He'll say a terrible, sugar related pick up line. Is surprised she actually laughs and kisses his cheek.
Gangle x Zooble: She's the ONLY person Zooble will kiss. Very gentle, tender pressing of their faces together.
Gangle x Kinger: Best hug. Full body ribbon wrap. Kinger is happy.
Gangle x Loo: Gangle is big nervous. Loo gives her a kiss on the forehead.
Zooble x Kinger: Chill besties. Will sit and do nothing together. Kinger is happy.
Zooble x Loo: Awkward wave.
Kinger x Loo: She's the only person taller than him. He's quite happy to receive a kiss on the forehead.
Bubble: Will bite EVERYONE.
Abel: Has no lips and is very salty about it.
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A/N: Please keep in mind that this only applies to Raceway. This does not reflect how I see ship dynamics, romantic or otherwise, in the digital circus as a whole.
You would probably get heavily injured during the battle against LBD, having a blast of ice stabbed into your side. It doesn’t help when your lover, under the control of LBD, also threw your body onto the ground with such force that it broke a few bones inside your body, puncturing your insides.
You weren’t able to think straight at all as the grip on your weapon was slowly becoming loose and the blood from your wound started to create a thick pool of iron
But the fight was beautiful as you watched from your deathbed. The defeat of LBD, the return of your lover from her deadly grasp, and the world being saved by your friends helped eased the pain you were in.
It made you sleep, very sleep as the battle came to an end. You closed your eyes and your breathing became short and shallow. It was cold but the warmth of the quick memories flashing in your mind helped you be calm as a bright light approached you.
Once the battle came to an end, SWK and the rest of the reincarnated JTTW gang desperately tried to find you in the rubble of the partially destroyed city. He was desperate to find his lover, given that despite being possessed, he could still feel and see everything through his jail cell of what he called his mind. He needed to know that you were safe and alive given the wound you were suffering with.
After what seemed like an eternity, Pigsy and MK were the ones to find you. Facing towards the sky, eyes closed, a faint smile on your lips, and the weapon you were using to fight LBD resting on your chest. The ice spike that impaled you was slowly dripping water and blood into the pool that had formed earlier.
SWK scrambled to your side and gently cupped your face in his hands. “No, no, no, no. Come on Peaches. Wake up.” He pleaded. “You can’t fall asleep as we’re about to celebrate! We won.”
MK and Pigsy, through their tears, watched in pain as Wukong continued to talk to you, gently shaking you as if you were just in a really deep slumber. After some time, Pigsy and MK tried to pull Wukong off of you.
But Wukong was not going to let you go that easily, not when you were just sleeping! You were only sleeping! Why was that so hard for Pigsy and MK to see…
Wukong didn’t want to cry. He had to act tough, he needed to maintain… some dignity. But the tears were already spilling from his eyes as he clutched onto you. He pulled your limp body into his chest and hugged you like there was no tomorrow.
“Please… please just wake up. I can’t lose you either…” Wukong whispered as he held onto you. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 17/?
Fandom: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies - Webb), Spider-Man (Movies - Raimi), Spider-Man: Spider-Verse (Sony Animated Movies), Uncharted (Movie 2022)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Peter-Two & Peter-Three (Spider-Man: No Way Home), Miles Morales & Peter-Three (Spider-Man: No Way Home), Aunt May Parker & Peter Parker, Happy Hogan & May Parker (Spider-Man), Miles Morales & Peter B. Parker, Peter Parker & Stephen Strange, Tony Stark & Stephen Strange
Characters: Peter Parker, Nathan Drake, Miles Morales, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Tony Stark, Ned Leeds, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Happy Hogan, Peter-Two (Spider-Man: No Way Home), Peter-Three (Spider-Man: No Way Home), Peter B. Parker (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse), Stephen Strange
Additional Tags: Multiverse, Characters React to Fandom, Dead Aunt May Parker (Marvel), but she's alive?, Good Friend Ned Leeds, Protective Tony Stark, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker Has Panic Attacks, Peter Parker has PTSD, Tony Stark Has PTSD, Spidey Sense (Marvel), nathan drake and peter parker act like brothers, Parental Peter B. Parker (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse), Peter Parker is Not Okay, Stephen Strange Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Dissociation, Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Derealization, Depersonalization, No Beta, we die like we don't know what's happening and we don't wanna go mister stark, Mentioned Quentin Beck, Weird Plot Shit, plot holes, but there is a plot
Series: Part 3 of Spider-Man characters react to media!!
Summary:
All three Peters, Miles Morales, and Happy Hogan join the group and everyone watches Homecoming.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN MFSSS i think i like this one. there’s no reacting but it might be one of the best ones i’ve wrote (in my opinion because it’s got a lot of very descriptive lines abt dissociation, a hard thing for me to coherently convey in my writing)
if you saw this on ao3 already and have already read it, i posted it early on accident, so the fic’s tags and the chapter’s title, summary, and notes have been altered, so check that out if you’d like. <3
Romanced companions react to a surprise smooch?T in the midst of doing something and sole just smooches them
thanks again to @cardiganfucker !
Preston Garvey:
He raised his laser musket above his head as the remaining Minutemen cheered around him. The sound of the Queen Mirelurk hitting the rocks still ringing in his ears as a pull on his collar had him looking down.
He nearly dropped his gun as Sole pulled him close and pressed their lips to his. He pulled away quickly, lowering the laser musket and setting it against the wall and coming back to them.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-”
He cut Sole off, taking their face in his hands, “It’s fine, General. More than fine.” he resumed kissing them.
-o-
Piper:
“Convincing me to get the spicy was a mistake, Blue!“ she waved a hand in front of her mouth as if it would cool the spicy heat down faster.
Blue laughed over their own power noodles, "It’s not that bad!”
Unthinkingly between giggles, she took another bite then repeated the process of waving a hand in front of her face as her eyes began to water.
Sole pulled her forward and kissed her. Piper’s hands flailed a bit before settling on Sole’s shoulders.
Sole pulled back and looked at her with a small smile.
“How you doing?” they asked.
“Uh- pretty good now,” she smiled.
“Still too spicy?”
She winked at them, “Not spicy enough.”
They laughed, “The noodles, Piper!”
She blushes, “Yeah. A tad spicy still.”
-o-
Nick Valentine:
The Dugout didn’t look twice at Diamond City’s own PI. He sat off to the side waiting for Sole to join him.
And whereas his entrance was understated, everyone looked when Sole tumbled in. Sweat on their brow and weapon still drawn.
Nick gave them a little wave and they hurried to the seat across from him.
“Kid-?”
The door opened and a very shady character rolled in, clearly looking for someone. Nick didn’t have to be a detective to have a strong idea of who.
He turned to ask Sole if he needed to be ready for a firefight when Sole kissed him.
He felt himself being dipped further back into his chair as Sole tried to hide them both in the shadow.
Nick pushed them back but didn’t break contact, before pushing Sole more closely to the wall, using himself to hide them.
After a moment the Sole gently pushed him back, “I think they are gone, Nick.”
Nick smiled, “Uh-huh.”
“You don’t seem to care much, do you?”
He smiles and leaned back over them, “Nope.”
-o-
Curie:
She was going into more detailed reasoning of her latest case studies. She was fairly certain that Sole was interested in what she was saying by the way they stared at her seemingly enraptured.
“So you see how this will benefit us, yes?” she looked expectantly at them for confirmation for continuation.
Sole leaned forward and kissed her. She made a surprised noise and forgot to kiss back.
Sole pulled back and smiled at her, “I like it when you speak about things you’re passionate about.”
She blushed and returned their kiss with one on the cheek. After a moment she frowned, “Did you hear anything that I was saying?”
Sole laughed, “Nope. Guess you’ll have to explain it again.”
She smiled minutely before explaining once more.
-o-
Deacon:
They had been trying to phase each other with more outrageous facts and actions.
“Deathclaws are actually evolved from bunnies.”
Sole nodded, “Correct. Nick Valentine just joined the Brotherhood of Steel.”
“The best Elder they could find. I can do a handstand,” Deacon countered.
Sole leveled him a glance, “Bullshit.”
He gave them a sideways look, “Oh ye of little faith.” he moved to the side, shaking his arms out and dramatically stretching.
Sole laughed, “You absolutely can not do a handstand. Even if you can all you get is bragging rights.”
“Sweeten the pot then. I do one I get bragging rights. I can’t and you get what?” He was doing some version of a lunge to continue his ludicrous stretching.
“I get to watch you fall on your ass. I just worry about how insufferable you will be if you can do it.” Sole sighed.
Deacon put his hands in the air in form to start.
“Oh! Real quick,” Sole stepped forward and kissed him.
He made a surprised noise then moved his hand to cradle their face.
Sole pulled back, “That wasn’t a handstand at all. You’re terrible at this.”
Deacon laughed, “Hey, you distracted me!”
Sole shrugged, “All is fair in love and handstands.”
-o-
MacCready:
He was eating candy with a frustrated look on his face.
“How’s quitting smoking going?” Sole asked cheerily.
He grimaced, “I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s for Duncan.”
Sole shrugged, “Well at least there is an upside besides the whole living longer thing.”
“And that is?” He sat down, reaching for a cigarette for something to do with his hands before remembering and sighing.
Sole plopped down next to him, “In fact,” they leaned forward and kissed him, for a long moment where MacCready forgot what he was doing.
Sole leaned back, “You certainly taste better.” They patted his cheek and headed away while MacCready smiled to himself after them.
-o-
Danse:
Danse was in a word: miserable.
Sole had slipped into the cabin at Tenpines Bluff to speak to the settlers while Danse waited outside when it began raining. His helmet was currently strapped to the pack Sole was wearing and his Power Armor’s leg was sticking.
He was effectively stuck in the oncoming downpour.
Sole must have realized something was wrong, they peaked out of the shack and saw him.
They quickly ejected him from his power armor and dragged him under the overhang of the shack.
They laughed softly, wiping some of the water from Danse’s face.
“What’s so funny?” Danse snapped.
Sole, unintimidated, smiled at him and kissed him. His bad mood deteriorated as he pushed Sole closer to the shack.
They smiled at him once more and moved back to look up at him. “You’re not funny necessarily. You did, however, look a bit like a wet puppy.”
Surprising himself, he chuckled. “Is that so?”
Sole scrunched their nose at them, “Very much so.”
-o-
Cait:
“You’ve got to put your fists up, Sole.” Cait moved her hand under Sole’s fists to raise them.
Sole took a deep breathe, assuming the stance once more, this time with fists up.
They resumed sparring, Cait getting a hold around Sole’s waist and moving to force them back onto the mat.
Sole had the wind knocked out of them, and quickly leaned up gasping.
Cait rolled her eyes, “Oh, you’re fine.”
Sole caught their breathing and leaned back down onto the mat dramatically throwing an arm over their eyes, “Are you sure? I am deeply wounded, Cait.”
Cait pushed at their arm, “You are not.”
They gasped suddenly, “Cait! I’m dying!” and even more dramatically they ‘died’. Tongue out, eyes closed, limp.
Cait leaned over them, “A shame, really. Sort of liked you a bit.”
Sole surged upwards and caught Cait in a kiss.
Cait leaned into it a moment before pushing their shoulder down back onto the mat, “That’s fighting dirty.”
She kissed their forehead and stood, putting a hand out to help them up.
Sole took it with a smile.
-o-
Hancock:
Hancock was having a pretty good day.
The roof of the statehouse wasn’t a place he usually found himself, but the patio chairs and umbrella Sole had set up made it almost…homey.
A soft breeze blew around their hair as Sole clicked away at their pip-boy.
Hancock watched them work quietly until Sole caught their eye. “You alright?”
He smiled softly, “Yeah, Sunshine, just enjoying the view.”
They watched him for a long moment before speaking, “Can you grab me a Nuka Cola? There’s one in the cooler behind you.”
He reached back and when he came forward with it, Sole surprised him with a kiss.
He leaned up into it from where they were now standing in front of his chair, one hand finding their side.
“What was that for?”
Sole smiled down, “You’re enjoying the view, I’m enjoying you.”
Hancock chuckled, “That was terrible. I loved it.”
-o-
X6-88:
"I’m not sure I fully understand the purpose of this particular activity,“ X6 frowned as Sole lead them in slow circles, pressed against him.
"It’s slow dancing, X6. It’s just nice.” they leaned their head onto his chest.
“And the purpose of this is simply ‘nice’? There is no productive outcome?” He moved in time with them but that didn’t mean it made sense.
Sole leaned up and kissed him, his eyes widened behind his sunglasses and he kissed back through his surprise.
Sole leaned back and asked, “Was there a purpose to that?”
X6 took his hand from Sole’s and gently touched his lips a moment, “I suppose not. Other than that too was…nice.”
-o-
Bonus! Gage:
Gage hated talking about his 'bitch ass feelings’.
Often when Sole brought them up he’d make some sour remark about braiding each other’s hair next.
There weren’t really public displays of affection. Just watching each other’s back more intently than expected for a working relationship.
After a particularly intense fight, they headed back to Fizztop. Gage could feel the blood in his boots that he knew wasn’t his.
The elevator door shut and Sole pulled Gage against themself. They leaned around his armor and kissed him, hard and fast.
They were off him by the time the elevator dinged at the Grille.
“Care to explain?” he asked casually licking his lips to chase their flavor.
“You liked it,” they teased.
“Not the point.”
They turned and winked at him, “More than the point.”
In the privacy of the Overbosses quarters, he came up behind them and picked them up, swinging them until they landed on the nearest couch, Sole in his lap.
Companions react to Sole being scared to fight something and pulling them away
Cait: Her first reaction was to get angry. It’s frustrating to see your hero tremble in the face of danger. Cait assumed Sole could do anything, but the more shite started to pile up on their plate, the more Sole second-guessed themselves. Cait waited a moment for Sole to react. When that wasn’t happening, she shoved them aside and readied her gun. “Just let me handle it then!” she snapped. Cait took down whatever was in their path, then turned to chastise Sole. The way Sole shook in their boots… it just wasn’t worth it. Maybe they were having an off-day. Cait knew exactly how being underestimated felt. “Take a breather before we keep goin’.” She placed a firm hand on Sole’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. Y’can’t have all the fun every time we go out.”
Codsworth: If there was one thing Codsworth hated more than nuclear rust, it was seeing his master/mistress in danger. The Mister Handy didn’t hesitate to take charge of the situation and dispatch whatever threatened Sole. When his companion went to apologize, Codsworth wouldn’t hear it. “I didn’t wait 200 years for you to get taken out by an irradiated bug, sir/mum. Perish the thought. Your safety is my number one priority!” He refused to let Sole feel sorry for themselves.
Curie: Curie loved to feel useful. She wasn’t the best at combat, but helping others came second nature. Curie gently pulled Sole to safety, and reassuringly held their hand. “Shall I take care of the ghoul, monsieur/madame?” She didn’t want to be presumptuous in case Sole had another plan. When it was apparent that Sole was terrified, Curie squeezed their arm. “It won’t take but a moment, Sole. Stay here and you’ll be safe.” She’d never bring up this incident again. She owed Sole that much.
Danse: Danse might be a soldier, but he had also seen the worst of men on the battlefield. In his earlier Brotherhood days, he vividly remembered freezing up in the heat of the moment. As soon as Sole got a panicked expression, Danse wordlessly took charge. He took down any enemy in sight, then returned to his shaking comrade. “I’ve had these battles too, brother/sister.” He ran his thumb along Sole’s cheek to wipe away the dirt. “It’ll get better with experience. Your lucky to have brothers that will watch your back. But one day I might need you like this, and I hope you will also rise to the occasion.” He’s so dramatic.
Deacon: The agent knew something was wrong as soon as Sole stopped talking. There was something lurking in the shadows, and it didn’t take long to realize Sole wanted no part in it. “There’s strength in numbers, compadre,” Deacon noted. “You sure you don’t wanna go through it?” Sole shook their head, and Deacon didn’t miss a beat. “We’ll have to go around it, then. As the old fart pre-war saying goes.” Even though he made light of the situation, Sole’s hesitation still rubbed him the wrong way. He wondered if Sole could have faced it if they were helping an escaped synth. If that answer was ‘no,’ Deacon questioned Sole’s chutzpah for The Railroad.
Dogmeat: Why wasn’t his owner using their loud stick to fight the intruder? Dogmeat watched Sole cower behind a wall; occasionally sticking their head out to see if the bad guy was still there. He didn’t like seeing them so… shaky? When Sole took in a deep breath to jump out and face the music, he gently pulled at their pants. They didn’t have to fight. Maybe they could play fetch instead.
Gage: “For fuck’s sake, boss!” Even the smallest bit of hesitation could get them both killed. When Sole refused to fire their weapon, he firmly grabbed their arm and pulled them behind cover. However, instead of berating them, Gage looked for another way out of the firefight. Sole realized that even when Gage disagreed with them, he wasn’t going to disobey an order from the Overboss. Especially if it might embarrass Sole.
Hancock: Hancock was no stranger to having his own fears. As soon as he sensed Sole was afraid, the ghoul whisked them in to the shadows. “What’s wrong, Sunshine?” Sole explained that they just weren’t prepared to fight what was in their path, and Hancock dismissed them with a wave. “You’ve had enough excitement for one lifetime. Let me take care of it.” He made good on his promise. Hancock cleared their path in a matter of minutes, and continued on their quest without bringing it back up.
MacCready: “You’re afraid of that, boss?” MacCready gestured to the ghouls in their path. “Didn’t you once, like, save the world or something?” When his disbelief only made Sole more upset, he rolled his eyes. “Fine. I guess you didn’t hire me to just sit on my ass.” Ooh, a swear. He meant business.
Preston: Preston didn’t like seeing his General as anyone but the stoic survivor he initially met at Concord. Regardless, he knew when his expertise as a Minuteman was needed. At the first sign of fear, Preston sprang in to action. He took down the enemies threatening their settlement, then returned to a trembling Sole. “I hope I didn’t scare you, General.” Preston put away his rifle for good measure. “I know what it’s like to be afraid. I won’t hold this against you, of course. And if you wanna talk… we can do that, too.” He was always such a gentleman.
Piper: “Blue? You’re lookn’ kind of… well, you know.” When Sole didn’t laugh at her joke, Piper knew they weren’t faking their fear. Sole crawled out of a pre-war vault, joined four Commonwealth factions, and single-handedly took down the Institute. If they were afraid of something, Piper figured she should be terrified. “Alright, say no more, Blue. We’re getting you out of here.”
Nick: In all his years of pre-war memories and being a synth detective, Nick had never met anyone as strong as Sole. When he saw his favorite frozen companion trembling before a group of raiders, he was worried they’d finally snapped. “Hold up there, kiddo,” Nick soothed. He pulled Sole aside, and kept his metal hand lingering on their wrist. “Whats got you spooked?” Sole explained that they couldn’t muster up enough energy to fight, but Nick knew better than to believe the ‘I’m tired’ farce. He let it slide, and the duo found a way around the raiders.
Strong: Strong flat out didn’t understand why Sole would be scared of a few puny humans. He probably wouldn’t pull them aside. He would just kill the lot and question Sole’s authority. What a super mutant asshole.
X6-88: It was never a good idea to show weakness in front of X6. He took in to account that Sole had gone through significant trauma, but if Father had planned for them to take over the Institute, Sole’s quaking didn’t make a good impression. “I suppose we should take an ulterior course of action,” the courser said flatly. There was a twinge of guilt in his heart when Sole’s expression dropped, but he swallowed it away.
