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Half the time, Tokyo could be counted on to stay out of trouble.

But as a two hundred foot long centipede caused flocks of citizens to run screaming for cover, the other half of the time….they needed some help.

“Kya!”

The centipede had a moment to realize something sharp had punctured it’s thick shell….and along with the other gawking onlookers. A needle….the size and thickness of a spear, was yanked back on a silver wire…and the silhouette of a delicate young girl stood above, her shadow cast in the moonlight-

“You gross bug!” A voice, youthful, and piercing. “It’s not supposed to be you crushing the citizens-” A silvery gleam passed over, and she leapt from the building. “It’s supposed to be me crushing you!”

Upon landing she was….adorable.

Dressed in an attire better suited to a pop star….pink and white stood out as she spun her needle in her hands….getting the centipede’s attention. “You’re a wart on the face of this beautiful city-” She declared. “-and I’ve got the soothing lotion that’s tough on blemishes!”

The centipede could not roar or growl, but it clicked its pincers angrily as it charged forward, the young girl holding her ground. She waited….and waited-

SHNG!

The centipede halted momentarily in confusion….too late. With a throw like an Olympic javelin tosser, the needle was thrust straight through the enormous insect, and the girl was on top of him. “Secret Spinner Art! Tangler Mangler!”

There was little to catch as the centipede suddenly was shredded….wires converging on all sides around the needle and squashing him.

The end result was a gigantic mess….bug guts and shell everywhere…but she just snatched up her needle sword and carried it on her shoulder. And a bold citizen managed to stand up. “Wait! Who are you?! What’s your name?!”

“….eek!” No one could see her face, but she seemed to be overwhelmed with excitement. She managed to compose herself before turning her head with a wink.

The brunettes haired man fumbled fingers through his scalp, eyes shifting to the overcast that crept to the very top of the sky scrapers. What in the shit WAS that?

It took only a couple of seconds before he managed his costume on, headed to the commotion with intent to start some trouble. Because he obviously was NO hero.

The site of the young woman caused the merc to eye brow raise, his attention directed towards her attire and subtle catch phrases.

He could dig this.

Excitable, she jumped to see she wasn’t the only superhero on the street.

“What?” She gaped. He sounded American….and he looked familiar! She looked around, and saw a face on the cover of a gossip magazine-

“Hey!” She grabbed it, opening it to his page. “You’re Deadpool!”

The name was both famous…and infamous. Deadpool had more coverage than a celebrity trash story, but for bad reasons. Some reasons were good, the occasional puff piece, but others-

The whole "super hero" gig was slow here lately which is basically how he ended up in Japan in the first place.

"Hey-" he wagged a finger playfully, "sharing is caring." His hand fumbled through his utility belt, as if to be sure that he had what he needed as far as weapons went.

Forgetfulness was becoming a theme in his life, especially when it came to his equipment. When he'd decided the pistol he carried and the swords would suffice, he raised a brow at the woman next to him.

Half the time, Tokyo could be counted on to stay out of trouble.

But as a two hundred foot long centipede caused flocks of citizens to run screaming for cover, the other half of the time….they needed some help.

“Kya!”

The centipede had a moment to realize something sharp had punctured it’s thick shell….and along with the other gawking onlookers. A needle….the size and thickness of a spear, was yanked back on a silver wire…and the silhouette of a delicate young girl stood above, her shadow cast in the moonlight-

“You gross bug!” A voice, youthful, and piercing. “It’s not supposed to be you crushing the citizens-” A silvery gleam passed over, and she leapt from the building. “It’s supposed to be me crushing you!”

Upon landing she was….adorable.

Dressed in an attire better suited to a pop star….pink and white stood out as she spun her needle in her hands….getting the centipede’s attention. “You’re a wart on the face of this beautiful city-” She declared. “-and I’ve got the soothing lotion that’s tough on blemishes!”

The centipede could not roar or growl, but it clicked its pincers angrily as it charged forward, the young girl holding her ground. She waited….and waited-

SHNG!

The centipede halted momentarily in confusion….too late. With a throw like an Olympic javelin tosser, the needle was thrust straight through the enormous insect, and the girl was on top of him. “Secret Spinner Art! Tangler Mangler!”

There was little to catch as the centipede suddenly was shredded….wires converging on all sides around the needle and squashing him.

The end result was a gigantic mess….bug guts and shell everywhere…but she just snatched up her needle sword and carried it on her shoulder. And a bold citizen managed to stand up. “Wait! Who are you?! What’s your name?!”

“….eek!” No one could see her face, but she seemed to be overwhelmed with excitement. She managed to compose herself before turning her head with a wink.

The brunettes haired man fumbled fingers through his scalp, eyes shifting to the overcast that crept to the very top of the sky scrapers. What in the shit WAS that?

It took only a couple of seconds before he managed his costume on, headed to the commotion with intent to start some trouble. Because he obviously was NO hero.

The sight of the young woman caused the merc to eye brow raise, his attention directed towards her attire and subtle catch phrases.

He could dig this.

In honor of my Pietro blog reaching 1006 followers and my James March following suit really soon (993, to be exact) & this blog’s first anniversary, here I am with another shitty giveaway! Thank you for sticking around. Love you, babes! <3

Rules are simple:

Must be following on either Pietro or James

Won’t unfollow after (don’t be r00d af)

Reblog and like as many times you want

 𝔽𝕀ℝ𝕊𝕋 ℙℝ𝕀ℤ𝔼 gets a video promo of their chosen muse (or ship) and one promo banner. 𝕊𝔼ℂ𝕆ℕ𝔻 ℙℝ𝕀ℤ𝔼 gets either a promo banner or 50 icon of their chosen muse.

Examples:        video promo: x, x, x, x, x, x        promos: x, x, x, x, x        icons: x, x, x, x