Helloooo It's Me Again With The Ask Game This One Sounds Fun

helloooo it's me again with the ask game 💥 this one sounds fun

🧠, 👥, 🫂 !!!

@mellowwhumps

thank you mello! u are truly a real one.. and these asks were SO fun to do bc ive never really written my boys like. Addressing the audience.

also tea! @whump-upon-a-starry-night thank u for asking as well! this encompasses your ask so im gonna delete that one from my inbox (人´∀`)

🧠- What's your best memory with them? Worst?

simon:

“My best memory with Archie? Hm. If I had to pick one, I’d probably have to say meeting him in the first place. It’s what won me over, after all. He was like a sad, wet dog, begging me to let him in. It was endearing, unfortunately. As for my worst, it’s really anytime he manages to almost get himself killed. Mostly when he gets head injuries and doesn’t call me. I don't know how many times I need to tell him to check in when he has a concussion.

archie:

“I have to pick just one? Ughhh! I have a lot of good memories with Simon, but a more recent one is when I caught him humming The Imperial March in the kitchen. He denied it but.. I know what I heard. And a worst memory? Um.. I don’t really have any bad memories with him that weren’t caused by me in some way. Him getting held hostage was... not fun.”

👥- What are they to you?

simon:

Simon doesn’t respond for a long moment, considering the question carefully.

“Archie is.. someone I respect very deeply. He is someone I consider worth my time and effort, but it’s.. sort of hard to explain how I feel about him fully, even though I spend so much time with him. I guess.. I just appreciate who he is as a person. I appreciate what he does for others. I guess that makes him kind of like an inspiration to me? All I know is that I’m lucky to be so close to someone like him.”

archie:

Archie’s eyes light up immediately upon the question being asked.

“Simon is my favorite person! He’s everything to me. Obviously, he’s my medical guy, but he’s so much more than that too. Other than my mother, he’s the only one who knows me as both Archie and Vigil. Honestly, he’s the only person that really knows me. He’s seen me at my worst, and I think because of that, he's someone very special to me.”

🫂- How has your relationship changed recently?

simon:

“Our relationship? I haven’t noticed any significant changes. I guess he’s been spending some more time at my apartment, but that’s just because his landlord is an asshole. Nothing too out of the ordinary. He does have a toothbrush in my apartment, though.”

archie:

“Simon and I have been spending more time together! And it’s been especially nice because it hasn’t been only when I get hurt. We’re making our way through the Clone Wars, and I can see him getting more and more into it. I think he’s kind of tired from school though, because he keeps falling asleep on me. I have no complaints. I guess that’s one way our relationship is changing. I think he’s more comfortable with me now.”

Journey was a freaking what

HI SETH IT ME AGAIN HOPE YOU DONT MIND A FEW MISCELLANEOUS QUESTIONS

as always feel free to answer which ones you like and pass on the ones you don’t!

these are all for both jj and morri:

do they drink? (in morri’s case, do they ever need to drink to keep up social appearances? does it effect them?) and how do they act when tipsy/drunk?

what is their favorite feature about the other? could be personality-wise, physical, or one of each.

we learned about their pajamas but what do they wear on an average day? just whatever clothes they’re most comfy in their daily life?

ok now venturing into deeper territory: what are their biggest regrets. what keeps them up at night?

do they keep any secrets from the other? how important is it that the other doesn't find out? could be small secrets or huge ones.

LASTLY what is one thing the other does that drives them crazy. INTERPRET THAT HOW YOU WILL COULD BE SILLY OR SERIOUS

your sillies live in my mind. they have a little apartment and everything. they're cooking breakfast right now.

HI BUG EVERY QUESTION FROM YOU IS A BLESSING. never fear my askbox it welcomes you

long post alert I LOVE these questions so so much

Do they drink?

Morrigan does have systems allocated to eating and drinking, but they get no pleasure from it. In fact, it's more likely to make them feel ill. If however they have to drink, they might act tipsy or drunk for the act. They turn down alcohol when they can though--it's combustible and they're machine made of metal.

JJ was underage, not even sixteen, when he first became a hero. He was only 18 when he became Journey. However, that didn't stop him from a beer with his friends back home or a college-style blackout drunk episode. He doesn't like getting drunk now, his body isn't accustomed to it and he gets very violently sick if he drinks too much.

Favorite feature about the other?

At first, Morrigan was somewhat taken by JJ's freckles. They were so natural, and gave his face a glow and a warmth to it. Now, though, it's kind of everything. There is no trait that disgusts Morrigan. They don't realize any love for JJ besides loyalty--that is, loyalty to everything he is, was, and will be.

JJ is very shocked to discover how soft their hair is. The moments when they break down, and allow his fingers to brush over their head, took him completely aback. When the Crush starts actually developing, there's no point where he isn't wanting to reach over and just tangle a finger in their black locks.

Outfits!

JJ:

He's most comfortable in his home letterman from high school. It's tan and red, it's got his last name on the back, it's his most prized piece of clothing, even if he has to hide it sometimes to be less recognizable. Often, this is paired with black jeans and a pair of very comfortable sneakers, black and white with some red designs, and his favorite pair of strawberry earrings.

An alternate design is a plan white t-shirt and black and white running sweats. This is where he puts his hair up. He looks very dressed down and casual in this. Otherwise, he'll throw a red flannel over it, or swap the t for a tank top instead.

Morrigan:

Morri loves to feel professional. It makes them feel in control. Their favorite article of clothing is a blue diamond patterned sweater vest. Often, they'll wear this over either a white button up or a black long-sleeved turtleneck, and throw a black blazer or jacket over. Khakis, white jeans, and grey dress pants are common, with a pair of black shined dress shoes.

Otherwise, they might be caught with just the white button up, sleeves rolled up, tucked into grey dress pants, hair a bit ruffled as they work. The day JJ sees them in his black Nirvana shirt though? That's the day he dies of Bisexuality.

Biggest regrets? this is a deep one. i love it.

It's hard not to regret anything when you're Morrigan White. You have killed without remorse. You didn't learn about remorse until the person you now care about more than anything was bloody and broken at your feet. You are built for a purpose and you broke it. Morrigan regrets learning how to feel. Staying a machine would've made it all so much easier.

JJ regrets leaving home. He misses it desperately, but everything is so different it hurts. He wishes he stayed, wishes he let himself train to take over his dad's farm, he wishes he never stepped foot from the town sign marking its edge. He wishes he could go back. He's too different, though. Everything is.

Secrets?

Morrigan does their best to hide anything they're afraid of from JJ. He knows nothing about maintenance, and how much it hurts. He doesn't know that Morrigan's greatest fear is hurting someone else. That acting is great, but sometimes they feel like they're suffocating. Because they shouldn't feel things anyway. Why should JJ know about it?

JJ is hiding one very particularly important thing from Morrigan. It's very important. They have never pried about his background, even when he became a target. Their information on Journey is limited unless they go looking, and they don't look. This wildly, incredibly important thing that Morrigan has no clue about? Journey was a superhuman. Now, though? After cryotherapy?

His powers are gone.

Pet peeves about the other?

JJ never puts his shoes on the shoe rack in his own studio apartment or in Morrigan's underground hideout. And they're not prone to outbursts of emotion unless something is wrong, but that pisses them off so much.

Uh. This one is a bit of a surprise thing for the WWEvent. But I'll give you a sneak peek here--even if Morri doesn't pry into JJ's background or past or personal information, they apparently have no qualms about actually breaking into his apartment.

Thank you for the answers!! I actually meant to ask this anonymously but I forgot to so,,, uh whoops

👾, 🍳, and 🎨 for Simon and Archie?

thank u so much for the questions!!!! these are so silly and fun!!!

👾 — video games

simon wasn't a huge gamer when he was a kid, but has picked it up as a casual hobby. he likes games that don't require a lot of thinking and can just sort of be done passively-- think sims or stardew. however. he is insanely good at fighting and racing games. no one knows why. no one understands how. he just is. its a little terrifying

archie has been gaming since he could hold a remote. he grew up with a wii and nintendo 64 and then later got other consoles and games. he loves any kind of thriller/story/fighting game and he LOVES racing games. he is very good at them, but somehow simon beats him. every. single. time. it drives him insane.

🍳 — cooking

simon grew up helping his abuelita cook, and its a hobby he's come to really enjoy! he's very good at it, a lot of the measurements come intuitively to him and he can just Sense when theres too much or too little seasoning or exactly how much of an ingredient he needs. its a hobby that calms him down and grounds him, and he loves sharing it with the people he loves (COUGH COUGH ARCHER SCHULTZ.)

archie is. sort of a disaster in the kitchen. he's the type that somehow messes up boiling water. its honestly kind of tragic because of his metabolism issues-- he needs to eat a lot but he literally can't cook to save his life. luckily for him, he has a Special Friend that is both willing to cook for him and willing to patiently teach him how as well

🎨 — art

simon is a man of many skills, but drawing is not one of them. it just doesn't compute to him, he can never figure out how to get the image in his head onto paper and this has proven difficult in his med studies. his notes are legible SOLELY to him because the diagrams are genuinely indecipherable.

archie on the other hand LOVESSSS to doodle. he loves to draw simon, himself, the cats that live in the alley by his apartment, flowers, trees, literally anything that sparks happiness for him. he used to get in trouble for doodling in class, but it really just helped him focus and its a silly little pastime for him!

thank you so much for the questions these are so cute n silly!!!!!!!!

oh heck I love her so much

I don't know if you've talked about this yet, but what is the significance of JJ's strawberry earrings?

great question!!! they're a gift from his sister, the youngest in the family, to remind him of her while he's gone. i wrote a teensy drabble on this because I adore them.

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JJ finds her under the Kingtree.

It's not hard to know when something's wrong with her. She deflates like an overmixed macaroon, curls into herself, and then runs to watch the sky move above her head, to remind her the world still turns. So he's patient, and lets her breathe, before taking a seat beside her.

"Hey."

Sera doesn't look right away. She's not crying. Just watching the clouds cover the stars. "Hi."

"Everything okay?"

A soft grin. "Remember when you fell out of this tree?"

He's still got the click in his knee to prove it. "I thought we moved on from that?"

"And Ma said we can't play King of the Hill with it anymore?"

"So Holden called it the Kingtree to make fun of me, yeah, I know, it's not my finest moment." He's grinning though, especially at the light in her eyes.

It dies slowly, and she finally looks at him. "You remember when your friends built us a swing on the old barn for me, because I wanted one?"

"Yeah, Berry, I do," he reassures. "What's this about?"

"And when you taught me how to make lasagna, but misread the sauce jars and accidently learned that pizza sauce makes a great addition to pasta?"

"It's a staple. I meant to do it, surely."

"When you put me on your shoulders to run through the fields? When we danced in the street, you twirled me so I could see my skirt spin? When Holden and Luke and I surprised you with a car on your birthday?"

He takes her hand, threads her fingers through his. "Yeah. I remember."

"Good." She stares him down. All fight, all fire, all the sweet and spice of cinnamon cookies. "Cause you better not forget about us."

"Of course not--"

"You're moving," Sera says matter-of-factly. "When Luke had a kid, he lost contact for months. Holden still won't text me back. You can't forget about me."

"Berry, I won't," he promises, tucking her into his shoulder. "And if I do, home will remind me."

"Here."

Sera opens his palm, and presses something into it. She closes his fingers around it, keeping it hidden even in the barest hint of the sunrise.

"What's this?" JJ asks.

"A gift. So you know home is waiting for you. We all are."

"You didn't have to give me a gift, Ser--"

"I wanted to," she says firmly. "Because you're my brother. And you're the best of us. So you're going to do great things, and then you'll call me and tell me what happened. Okay?"

She's fierce. Her voice is threaded with a strength built on love, on the stable, steady growth of her family around her. On how the sun rises on the farm, and everything turns yellow, turns gold.

"Okay," JJ whispers, and it's hard to say more.

"I love you, Jace."

She throws her arms around him. He buries his face in her shoulder and breathes the cinnamon.

Around them, the sun rises, and the grass turns to gold beneath their feet. And when he opens his fist, he finds a pair of earrings--red like her hair, gold like the sun. A pair of little strawberries.

It's the first time he cries before leaving.

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sorry she is very important to both me and JJ so I hope this is satisfactory!!! i really wanted to write a little bit of his siblings. you get names for them now too!!!

hi bug!

for your boys, just a thought: a moment where archie has to patch simon up. role reversal. like if simon tried to protect his boy and got himself hurt, and now he has to talk archie through patching him up.....

your boys are so lovely. i can't wait to see them get whumped to bits in the event!!!

- @whump-kia

kia this was genuinely such a blast to write that it ended up a tad longer than i originally planned for, thank you SO much for the prompt (˃ᆺ˂) i hope u like it as much as i loved writing it because these boys are SILLY.

to anyone else: see this post for character info!

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There was a rumor circulating that there was an “inconspicuous medical student” spotted “aiding the activities of a notorious vigilante” in the city, and it was safe to say the crime lords and such were not happy about it.

The rumors were true, of course, but it didn’t make them any easier to deal with.

And Simon was currently dealing with them.

He should have known his extremely selfless and abundantly kind nature towards Archie would come back to bite him in the ass.

He’d be sure to rub it in Archie’s face when he saw him again.

“You’re the kid that’s been helping that little punk, aren’t you?” The man spat in Simon’s face as he shoved him up against the wall.

Judging by the way he was dressed and the way he smelled, Simon had half a mind to assume he was a goon from the drug ring Archie had been after for some time now.

Fortunately, the guy clearly wasn’t the brightest. No experienced lackey would start heckling a target in the middle of an open alley way without checking if anyone was around first.

Unfortunately, the guy was quite a bit stronger than Simon and there really wasn’t anyone around after all.

Just my luck.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Simon spewed back, struggling against the man’s grasp.

The man’s hand tightened around Simon’s neck and the gravity of the situation began to sink in.

He was alone in this alley. Sure, he had used the emergency button on his watch that sent signal to Archie as soon as he recognized he was in danger, but it had been a good amount of time and Archie was.. nowhere to be found.

“Don’t play dumb with me!” The man shouted, sending a knee slamming into Simon’s gut. “You’re going to tell me everything you know!” Another knee to his middle sent him stumbling back and doubling over.

“I don’t.. don’t know anything..” Simon sputtered, coughing harshly and tasting metal.

Simon knew he was in hot water. He had no combat training, so self defense skills, and despite being decently fit, he was no where near the league of a guy who beat people up for a living. He needed to get out of there as fast as possible.

Alright Simon, c'mon. Focus. You can handle this. Just think.

Before Simon could form another coherent thought, a fist connected with his face that sent him reeling. Blood began leaking from his nose all down his mouth, and he choked on the taste. Before he could recover, his whole body was rammed against the brick wall and his arm was pulled awkwardly behind him. 

The punch had left him dazed, so dazed that he didn’t recognize the sound of two other guys approaching the scene.

“For god’s sake, don’t kill the kid! Rough him up, get some information, but don’t kill him. We'll have more use for him later,” A deeper voice chided.

Simon heard vague mutters of obedience before he felt his arm being strained again.

“Alright kid, since I’m feeling so nice, I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself. Answer the question and you’ll be on your way,” The man sneered. Simon could hear muffled snickers behind him, but couldn’t quite get the angle to look. “What is the little punk’s real name.”

He knew he should be sizing up the scene and determining the best course of action, but goddamn his arm hurt. He could feel every tendon being strained at the orientation the man had it at.

Still, no matter what, he wasn’t going to sell out Archie. Archie would come. He always did.

“N-No idea,” Simon spat, stomping on the man’s toe in an attempt to buck out of the hold.

Unfortunately, the man was still significantly stronger than Simon, so his attempt at retaliation only served in angering him further.

“You little—“ The man growled, before twisting Simon's arm and yanking it fully out of its socket.

Simon let out a stuttering wail as the pain temporarily blinded him. Suddenly, his head was being slammed against the wall again and he couldn’t figure out what was hurting more now: his head, his arm, or his stomach.

He was almost sure he was done for, until he heard a familiar shout and the sound of a fist connecting with a face.

Took him long enough.

Simon let himself slide down the wall once the man was pulled off of him, cradling his aching shoulder as he watched. Through hazy vision, he saw Archie made quick work of the lackeys. It was a flurry of hollers and yelps and limbs flying, but eventually, Archie emerged unscathed and rushed right over to Simon.

“I’m so sorry I was late! I was working, and I didn’t see the alert and— oh god, your arm!” He blurted, hands awkwardly hovering over Simon, a complete contrast to the ruthless machine he had been not a few seconds earlier.

Simon wanted to be mad, he really did. The emergency alert was there for a reason, after all. But how could he stay angry when Archie was looking at him with such sincere concern and regret. Simon sighed.

“It’s not as bad as it looks.. it’s dislocated, but I’m pretty sure it’s not broken so we won’t need to go to the hospital,” Simon explained.

Archie gave a small huff of relief.

“You do, however, need to help me pop it back into place.”

Archie blanched.

“Pop it back into place?! Isn’t that dangerous?! I don’t know what I’m doing!” He babbled.

“Relax, I’ll walk you through it. It’s not that hard. You just have to kinda.. push it until it feels right. I’ll let you know,” Simon replied, absurdly calm for the situation at hand.

“..Ok..” 

Simon carefully instructed Archie on where to place his hands and where to push in, and after a bit more coaxing, they were ready.

“Alright. Don’t give me a countdown. You have to just do it, or else I might tense up involuntarily and that could— URGH!”

A sickening snap reverberated from Simon’s offending limb.

“Sorry! I’m sorry! You said not to give you a countdown!” Archie mewled, pulling his hands away as if he’d just been burned.

“It’s fine.. it’s.. I’m good.. you did good,” Simon placated, squeezing his eyes shut at the lingering pain.

“Okay.. okay, that’s done. We should get you back to your apartment and patched up.. that black eye looks.. pretty rough..”

“Don’t I know it..”

Archie tenderly helped Simon to his feet, and supported the taller’s man weight with ease.

“Thanks for not, uh, selling me out by the way..” Archie murmured, as they began their arduous journey back to Simon’s home.

“Well, what type of ‘inconspicuous medical student’ would I be if I just went around telling everyone how I ‘aid the activities of a notorious vigilante’?” 

“...You’re an idiot.”

Simon grinned. Yep. All worth it.

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