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gringolet · 2 days
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hi not to be a menace but. what texts do you recommend starting on for delving into the arthurian lore bc i’ve read sgatgk and the mabinogion and listened to the heather dale songs and have no idea where to go from here
Okay I have a bunch in my pinned post but in summary: It depends on what you are interested in! If you are interested in characters like Lancelot, Guinevere, Yvain, Gawain, Percival etc, I would recommend reading Chretien de Troyes romances, specifically Knight of the Lion, Knight of the Cart, and Story of the Grail, which are his best and more relevant to later texts. If you are more interested in the overall story, the rise of arthur and fall of camelot, the classic choice is Thomas Malory's le morte d'arthur. there are a lot of translations and shortened versions that are quite readable if ur not into middle english.
there are lots of fun and fairly findable epigonal romances (french romances written after chretien de troyes) and middle english verse works (sgatgk is the most famous of these, but sir gawain and the turk, the alliterative morte d'arthur, the stanzaic morte d'arthur, and the wedding of sir gawain and dame ragnelle are all fun). great epigonal romances include the perilous cemetery, the mule without a bridle, and the knight with two swords.
the dutch corpus of arthuriana is also great, you cant go wrong with morien, and i also recommend lancelot and the hart with the white foot and the roman van walewein. i have links to scans of most of everything i've mentioned here so if you can't find something let me know and i'll see if i can find it scanned by me or one of my friends.
i hope this brain dump was helpful! but yeah basically there are lots and lots of fun text options for you so just check out what sounds interesting! theres a ton of works i didnt name here so if none of these sound interesting then let me know and i can offer other suggestions. if u want some stuff more like the heather dale stuff, you might like victorian arthuriana! i have links to my favourite arthurian revival works in my pinned post. good luck!!
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zichqec · 3 months
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Multiverse Sans Phone Event Fix
This is not my ghost and I am not offering to do any development work for him. But on several occasions, folks have entered our Discord server looking for help with a bug in one of MVSans's phone events that completely prevents progression. So, I decided to make a little patch for him to make this easier.
This is what the intro to the bugged event looks like:
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If you've seen this text and clicking the "Click to continue" option does not work, then this patch will fix it for you.
Download the patch here
To install the patch, follow these steps:
Download the file above, it should be called mv_sans_phone_fix.nar.
Open MVSans.
Check in his settings to ensure that you're on the latest version. This patch was made for v1.4.2 Stable, and may cause other versions to break. (If you're not on the latest version, update or download a new copy of the latest version.)
While MVSans is running, drag and drop the mv_sans_phone_fix.nar onto him. He should appear to be installing something.
When he is done installing, he should appear to reload. He will not say anything about completing the installation, that's normal. The ghost is now patched. (If he does say something, it's likely an error. If so, please report it to me and I can try to help.)
If you had already seen the intro to this bugged event, then please close and reopen the ghost. This should bring up the intro again, and you should be able to proceed.
If you have any problems with this supplement file, please do tell me about it! But it's a pretty small fix, so as long as you use it with the correct version of the ghost, it should be fine.
If you have any other problems with this ghost, you can send an ask to the @ukagakadreamteam blog, or ask in our Discord server. There is also a page for him on our wiki which has some general information about him.
My knowledge of this ghost is very limited, as I haven't used this version very much. So, other people who have used it may be able to help you more.
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nbnezumi · 7 months
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tumblr finally forced me into the new post editor, anybody know how to get it to actually remember and suggest the tags i use? like it seems to do okay at pulling up fandom ones or really general words/phrases that other ppl might have used but the ones i specifically made to organize just wont come up
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leatherbookmark · 1 year
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bro this post... i disagree with so many things in it
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nexility-sims · 3 months
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dear new followers (& y'all who've been here, i reckon)
i have realized that my pinned post is super outdated and unhelpful at the moment, so redoing it is on my to-do list. in the meantime, feels like a good time to give some quick intro links. hopefully these will help those of you who actually want to know what's going in the N-Verse figure it out.
my current story ("1992") is a prequel-slash-spinoff, and it's new, so now is a good time to catch up / follow along:
you can find the directory of posts here
you can jump in chronologically here
you can find the most recent posts here
the character page is here
it's a spinoff of my main story (calling it "house of tecuani"), currently on hiatus, which takes place sixty years earlier. you don't need to read it to follow the spinoff, but nonetheless:
the intro to the story's premise is here
you can find the directory of posts here
you can jump in chronologically here
check out the reference family tree here
i do a lot of worldbuilding, findable here
i post outtakes: past settings and present ones
it's a prequel because it's a collaboration with @/armoricaroyalty, whose half is set twenty-five years later, in the present:
you can jump in where the collab starts here (or, ideally, explore gabe's full story here)
lastly, i am always eager to answer questions, i love spam-liking, i try to reply to comments (altho i am slow), and i'm on disco 24/7 if anyone wants to hit me up, so please interact if you feel like it !
thanks for being here and / or sticking around ♥️
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olderthannetfic · 2 months
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People going to you to say they didn't like a book instead of just posting that in their own blog and blocking the rabid fans is so fucking sad to me. Is this where we're at? Instead of blocking the sea of lost teens and 20-somethings in the dark academia tag who try to use "dark academia" as a substitute for having to develop their own interests and hobbies, we're now going to whisper on anon, "I don't like this one book"? That's how scared of negative interaction people are? It's the dark academia fandom. They're morons. They don't even argue with you that The Secret History is good, they reply with your post quoted and emojis inserted inbetween every sentence and think they're big smarty smart-smarts who showed you, or they say you didn't get it. "The fandom is absolutely insane" by what metric? Speaking as someone who's been sent suicide bait, death threats, rape threats, pictures of dead animals, Holocaust pics and actual CSEM by other fandoms, if you're too afraid of someone replying, "wow lmao ur not smart like us u no get it" or spamming your original post's text with emojis, maybe you're not old enough to be on tumblr or be reading a book aimed at adults.
The fact that people are now so afraid of pushback that they won't even say they dislike something off anon is honestly really pathetic. This is like people on Reddit who say, "I wouldn't say this if I weren't deleting my account later today, but I don't like MCU movies." It's the same vibe and I have the same question: you know you can just block people if they cry about shit you say, right? I got sent a dead rat once by a Yandere Simulator fan and the police + a restraining order is basically blocking but for RL, but most people in the fandom for The Secret History aren't going to actually interact with another person. They don't even usually bother to write fic or make art for it, they just repost quotes from it with some pics they swiped off of Pinterest for it.
Those are the people who you're so afraid of that you can't even say, "I don't like a book" lest they hurt you. You're afraid of Pinterest moodboard makers who ask things like, "what religion is the most dark academia? I want to convert to that" with a straight face who think wearing a white button-down shirt and brown pants makes them the embodiment of wealth and class and quiet luxury.
As someone who's actually had interactions with crazy fans IRL - especially Star Wars fans, as they're almost all frothing at the mouth to rant about how much they hate Star Wars - I am happy to report that this is a survivable thing and not one you need to be so afraid of that you don't dare mention it for fear of backlash.
Speak freely. Block people. Move on. Their tears are embarrassing for them, not you.
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I spent some time in anon spaces, and it felt like a nice break at the time... but I have to say, I really notice the difference now that I'm findable again. For all the shit that comes my way, a hell of a lot of people have tried to befriend me over the last few years. I wouldn't have met any of them if I hadn't been visible.
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dancingbabya-notes · 1 year
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In my defense…
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So things don’t usually go well when this is the opening phrase, right? So what shenanigans have arisen?
Characters: Mirio, Amajiki, Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Shinso, Kaminari, Kirishima
Tw: mentions of serious injury and blood
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Mirio
You watched the chaos that was your apartment, somehow only the stove was on fire. The force of your quirk whips around as you bring your wings in to prevent the feathers from attracting the flames. Your lovely and wonderful boyfriend rubbed the back of his head as your little brother looked away awkwardly.
Killing the fire quickly you kneaded at your brow. “What happened? I’m not mad, I'm just curious.”
“We wanted to make breakfast for you,” your little brother mumbles. “You’re always working and breaking your back trying to do everything I
“It wasn’t a big fire, and in my defense I didn’t know you hadn’t used your stove in so long.” Mirio winces.
You went to argue but he was right. Since moving into the apartment you barely used the gas stove, ordering take out. It was possibly the after effects of the oil you’d spilled when cleaning recently.
“Ugh, you guys are too sweet. We should probably… call the landlord. I’m gonna have to pay for all the damages,” you grumble. “Let’s buy breakfast instead, that was terrifying.”
Amajiki
Being clumsy was not a trait anyone would assign to you, you were just plain unlucky. During the first year you dropped your backpack out of the open window, only to follow it shortly after. Second year was much the same but you had over ordered on the wrong fabric. At the beginning of third year, there was a first year who wanted to show you her quirk to help with her support items and teleported you in the wrong spot, because you didn’t want others to know your weight.
But never have you had any incidents when it came to the hero course. Until now. Laying on your back with a weight on top of you. Your friend had passed out for some reason, and you were the closest person who could keep him from falling and hurting himself. The miscalculation in your weight classes was an oversight.
“That fucking smarts, did I bust my head on the desk?” You hiss still trying to keep steady incase Amajiki rolls off your chest or any other dangerous things happen.
“You alright there y/n?”
You nod. “Can you help me get Amajiki off?”
“Tamaki should be able to get up on his own, he’s awake.” Mirio laughs.
Looking at him it was undeniable that he was awake. Good then you could get up. About ten minutes later you stood awkwardly in the only available uniform. Your previous one had ripped.
“So how did that happen? And better yet, how did Tamaki notice?” Someone laughs practically rolling with laughter.
“I was working on some stuff earlier I guess I forgot my uniform had a few cuts,” you huff. “I’m my defense, a quirk like mine makes it hard to do a lot of stuff.”
Amajiki frowns. “That just means you need to treasure yourself more.”
“It was my clothes that were cut, not me. We’re good,” you chuckle.
Midoriya
Digging your hand deeper into the gaping wound you glare. “What’s your excuse this time Zuzu? I’ve already pulled out six bullets so enlighten me.”
The green haired man withering a bit as you did this. “I’m sorry cookie.”
“What’s the court ruling?” Bakugo huffs.
“In- in my defense the people we usually go after don’t have weapons like that,” Midoriya winces.
Pulling the last findable bullet out you sneer at the shiny items laying on the ground. “You’re fucking lucky I love you, this wasn’t the rearranging of guts I meant.”
Peeling off the gloves you take his hand in yours watching the skin stitch itself back together as your quirk begins working immediately upon the skin on sun contact.
“I know, cookie.” He laughs, it was sounding better than when he stumbled into your clinic.
“Don’t ever talk about that again,” Bakugo clicks his tongue before turning away.
You raise a brow. “Did you forget I could read minds or were you ignoring the fact you thought about it? I didn’t know you thought of us that way Kacchan.”
“Shut your fucking mouth, Dumbass!” He storms away and you snicker.
Midoriya seemed to be matching the sheets of the cot he was laying in. “Cookie, what did you see?”
You smirk. “Nothing I’m legally allowed to say.”
Bakugo
You kneeled on the ground with your arms above your head. Aizawa wasn’t even your teacher, you and Bakugo were temporarily on the campus as guests. But that didn’t mean you were gonna sit still.
“This is your fucking fault.” Bakugo growls kneeling next to you with his arms also above his head.
“In my defense I didn’t know how much water was exactly in the air tonight. I had absolutely no idea that you left the pool uncovered,” you avert your eyes from Aizawa’s piercing gaze.
“L/N.”
“You told my I have to get better at-
Bakugo clicks his tongue and you snap.
“Oh I’m sorry, mister, let's see how much we’ve grown. I was the one who thought it’d be better not to cause mass property damage and asked before we used training ground six,” you hiss.
Had the teacher not used his cloth on you both there probably would have been property damage. “It’s not my fault someone still can’t control their quirk.”
Aizawa uses the cloth to cover your mouth. “For the love of, I’ve seen you at each other’s throats for three years. Shut up, I don’t care who started it, the repair costs will be coming out of both your salaries courtesy of your employers.”
You sneer at your boyfriend.
“And try not to be late for tomorrow’s training. You both will be fighting against all six hero course classes.” He releases the cloth and you frown.
“This is your fault.” You mumble before getting to your feet only to wobble because your legs fell asleep.
Bakugo catches you. “It’s your fault dumbass.”
Kirishima
“I didn’t mean this when I said we needed to change things up.” You grumble.
Oh what a wonderful life it’d been, you would have been much happier if you didn’t come for a family of heroes.
“You can use tesseract, ‘be a hero’ he said. You’ll do some good even get recognized,” you pant trying to keep up with your friend.
“Well you don’t go out much.”
The dead look your eyes sent him. “I dunno, maybe it’s because our faces are plastered everywhere in Kyoto?!”
Kirishima gives you a heart clenching smile. “In my defense I can hardly take my eyes off you when we train.”
“This is not the time to be flirting,” you snap, there had to be a way out of this. You did not ask to be a popular hero, just a useful one.
Kaminari
In your many years of living you’d never seen anyone make a mess like your husband and three children. The children made messes on their own but for some reason when their father was involved it got worse. How they got handprints on the ceiling was beyond you. But as you cross your arms and your three boys and baby girl seem to right themselves you could only sigh.
“Teru, Meru. You two take a bath first. I’ll give Ruri a bath later. For now I need to talk to Daddy.” You order.
The children with a way out scuttle away as your newest addition to the family moves to you almost proud as she points to the things she did.
“Y/n..” Denki tried to bring your attention to him but you simply sent a glare. “In my defense I was out numbered.”
“Denki, our children don’t even amount to your height, or weight, put together. I would like you to come up with a better excuse and quickly.” You huff.
He chuckles nervously pointing to the wall that had previously been white. “They wanted to make a gift for you.”
“Protecor,” Ruri smiles, presenting the messy mural.
Sighing you frown. “You win, but you’re gonna be helping me fix the floor and ceiling.”
“Speaking of, Ruri has a quirk now. Surprise?”
Shinso
This wasn’t a predicament you expected to find yourself in, fighting with your two cats. But for some reason you noticed recently that they spent way more time with your boyfriend than you did.
“Hiru, Yoru, I said it’s not fair.” You glare.
‘He’s our master.’ ‘Of course we spend time with him.’ 
Your ability to read animals' minds has its perks and downsides. Perks were you could figure out exactly what your pets needed. The down side… you’ve had rather uncomfortable conversations with  mice and even…bugs. But using it like this was getting on your nerves.
“Fine, if that’s how it’s gonna be. I’m going back to my parents house. At least Milk and Tea will show me more affection than you two,” you huff.
Grabbing your backpack you start putting clothes inside while your cats try to stop you. Not that they could successfully get in certain spots quick enough. As you got your phone and keys you heard the door open.
Quickly you dash for it grabbing your shoes. “Since I’m not desired here I’m leaving.”
“What’s going on here?” Hitoshi groans barely in the door while you stand outside in your socks.
You huff. “They don’t want me here anymore. So I’m leaving.”
“You’re fighting with the cats.” He sighs.
“In my defense it was my idea we adopt them in the first place.” You pout before walking away.
“See you tomorrow Y/n.”
You wave. “I also took all the extra treats with me. I’ll see you three in a week.”
Being shunned by your own fur children karma was a cruel mistress indeed.
Todoroki
Holding your breath you had to quiet every single signal your body was sending you. Everything looked fine. Everything would be fine. 
“Sho? Um baby, why exactly is Ikuyo on fire?” You ask slowly.
Shoto looks at you for a long moment before saying. “She wanted to.”
“No, I hear you. I am hearing the words… Why are you two roasting marshmallows in the fire that is Ikuyo?” Trying to show them the problem you groan. “I live in a house of my own making.”
He frowns. “In my defense she said you were okay with it.”
“Oh did she know? Ikuyo…” you took a breath. “I’m glad you picked the fire resistant clothes this time.”
Fuyuo giggles. “Iku said she should use them.”
You hold a marshmallow to her. “Eat it.”
“Yay!” Ikuyo smiles.
“By the way you’re both grounded.” You sigh. “Human bonfires need my supervision. I know your father is more than happy to let you burn the world down if you ask.”
“No, I’d burn down the world for them, and you my love.” Shoto kisses you, earning disgusted sounds from your children.
“Oh hush up.” You sigh. “It’s only for two days.”
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all-hail-the-witcher · 10 months
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questionable government spies but better written and five years late: a newsies multichap coming tonight, july 2, 2023 EST
hi hello. it’s me saph. back at it again.
the title is exactly what this looks like.
for those of you that were familiar with the first iteration of this story, welcome back, i’m so happy to have you. for those of you who are not, welcome to my long anticipated spies fic. this was originally published under the user @/suddenly-im-respecsable in about 2018-2019 (there is the early version still floating on tumblr but i have changed my url since and it’s not easily findable) and was cross posted on ao3 but was taken down
the basic gist of the story was that race and albert were fbi agents and were field training jack. they get summoned to nyc (where they were trained) to deal with some super hard gang case that no one can crack. in the process they meet spot who is working for said gang and wants out. davey jacobs is the head of the nyc branch of the fbi and hates race and albert because they almost blew up his weapons lab.
i think i got through 14 ish chapters before realizing the whole thing was badly written and in order for it to be what i wanted it to be i needed to redo it. and then i graduated high school and started college and changed fandoms and started dating my boyfriend and there was a global pandemic and then i graduated college and all of that.
and now, 5 years later, i am back on my bullshit, this time with a creative writing degree under my belt and @ainti-pretty to force me to finish what i started. the plot is all relatively the same, just a little tweaked. i never got to the point of all the plot twists so if you read the original version you have no spoilers besides some background knowledge that i am changing around a little. im working entirely off of my original hand written outline that is on the back of my notes from my 11th grade english class
and what motivated me to do this now you may ask? well i’m interning in nyc over the summer and can do irl accurate location mapping lol. that and i made a tumblr to literally post this story and i never finished it so i figured that i should probably do that. and if you’re doubting that this will get finished, which, fair, @ainti-pretty and i are literally living together next year and i am certain that i will be hounded about this every day of my existence
i am tagging people who i remember being very excited about this back in the day. if you want to be tagged in future parts of this please let me know. if you don’t just feel free to ignore :) @sun-kissed-star @getchapapes @jack-kellys @spot-conlon-king-of-brooklyn @fairly-awkward-trashcan @ritsunaru @heller-obama @turtle-steverogers @boygirlctommy @newsies-trash-queen @telling-tragedy @alberteatsglass
and since i have every ounce of this planned, here is my casting if you are interested:
92sies: mush, blink, davey
obc: spot, crutchie, smalls, medda, pulitzer
toursies: specs
proshot: albert, romeo, elmer, buttons, jojo, (anyone else i’ve forgotten is probably proshot)
uksies: jack, finch
race: weird combo of btc and giuseppe bausillo
katherine: a literal tiktok girlie
i am cross posting this on ao3, the tumblr version will all be tagged under #spies 2.0 and it will all me master posted and pinned on my blog.
im so excited :)) this fic is my baby and i want to thank everyone who has read it previously and everyone who will this go around. let me know if you want to be tagged !!
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sonkitty · 2 months
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The Earthly Objects Game
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If you don't want to bother with so much below, just know that I believe there were 6 Threshold Tricks left for us to find in Good Omens 2.
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Earthly Objects Part 1
Earthly Objects Part 2
Earthly Objects Part 3
Part 1 covers:
The Game, The Rule of Three, Points, Earthly Objects, Blurs, Thresholds, Threshold Tricks, Vary Technique, Awareness, Earth, Clothing and Accessories, Humans, Supernatural Beings, Windows, Chairs, Hands.
Part 2 covers:
Dialogue Points, Groups, Chains, Zoomed Touches, Illusionary Touches, Crowley's Name, Players, Sideburns, Rule Following, Rule Breaking Basic.
Part 3 covers:
The Final Fifteen (Rule Breaking and High Tier Play), List, and a Bonus Round saved for posterity.
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So far as my own theories go, Earthly Objects is a large, difficult, hidden game that has findable solvable puzzles in Good Omens 2. It is a layered type of game. The characters themselves are playing it, some with a higher awareness than others. An audience member can play it by trying to figure out how the game itself works. I've played it in my attempts at understanding what is happening with Crowley's sideburns (The Sideburns Scheme). It is amazingly and infuriatingly complex.
Having played it to the extent that I have, I am left with the impression that's it's supposed to be important.
While playing it, I found 6 Threshold Tricks.
Among those 6 Threshold Tricks, I found The Pocket Trick last.
That Trick is especially difficult and astounding in scale.
Through never fully solving it, I found something I believe is supposed to be The Door Catch.
Another possible find through the Threshold Tricks overall and The Pocket Trick especially was a deep trust between Crowley and Muriel. Their scenes bookend each other in ways that truly stand out among the Threshold Tricks.
How much will season 3 cover so many things from this Earthly Objects game?
I don't know, but I see several clues that the Heaven elevator is significant, even without a hidden game. Muriel is the one who assists Crowley on entry. Aziraphale is later seen entering it at a crucial moment to the story's ending.
Even before he enters, there is one particular cut that stands out to many that I think is The Door Catch's Ground Zero cut.
I make mistakes in playing the game frequently, but I remain firm in my belief that there are 6 Threshold Tricks meant to be found.
The Pocket Trick is a giant pain, but it has been my strongest assurance that this game is a game, and that this story has puzzles it wants solved.
I have shared my limited knowledge in the above linked posts and am sorry if I do not explain things well. This game is hard. It tricked me because it progressed in difficulty like other games do before I realized how hard it truly was once I found The Pocket Trick.
I don't know if I would recommend it to anyone. If you even wanted to try it, I would say brace yourself for a challenge before anything else. That's what's truly inviting you to play. Meeting the challenges are among the highest rewards you can get, in my own opinion and experience. You do have to be willing to check things frame by frame though. There's no way around that once The Pocket Trick shows up.
For myself, I've found it extremely worthwhile due to my appreciation of the Threshold Tricks, but I have had no shortage of headaches and frustration in the process.
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thehauntedinfirmary · 6 months
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Riding to you over the radio waves comes the Haunted Infirmary's Spirit Radio Prompt Event 2023! We've got six fics, so far, to share with you! So settle in and enjoy reading this weekend!
All links to these AO3 fics are also findable on our tumblr posts under the tag ---> #the ghosts said kiss.
I told my demons about you (they told me to get therapy) by Ren_Saxon. Featuring lots of introspection, with a bit of comedy and maybe a lot of therapy, this one will have you laughing! Complete | 5k words
“Anything new going on this week?” asked Ryan’s second therapist two days later. “Went to a haunted prison,” Ryan told him. “I think a ghost there might be sexually attracted to my co-host.” His second therapist raised an eyebrow. “The one you’d, and I quote, ‘climb like a tree’?”
ellipses by poiregourmande. This story here is part pure shyan, part rarepair, and entirely a good time of a fic! Complete | 7k words
He just thought she would have been a bit more understanding of how much of a bad idea it would be if Shane stopped hiding behind ellipses.
A pair of headphones and a whole lotta you by PhyllisDietrichson. A night at the library spent being an antenna for the spirit radio and wondering who's really speaking the words that come in from the mysterious beyond. Complete | 5k words
It’s Ryan who looks haunted, Shane thinks to himself. Not me.
The Law of Parsimony by ÉcrivainFantôme. A spooky abandoned asylum investigation, complete with stories of ghosts and left-behind feelings. Settle in for quite a story! Ch 1 of 3 | 8k words
“I will not hooey your ass, Ryan. We are in respectable company.” Shane pushes off the wall. “Turn on the light if you are respectable company, ghost.” The light doesn’t react. Shane chuckles. “Maybe I will hooey your ass.” The light turns on. Ryan guffaws so deeply that Shane can’t help but join in.
locked in by VileKepler. An office lock-in, courtesy of the ghosts! What will happen? You'll just have to keep up with this WIP to see! Ch 2 of ? | 5k words
The ghosts want something from him and Shane, that much is clear.
Orville Redenbacher Rules by breathtaken. Venture into this haunted location with all your senses atingle and get ready for your breath to be — taken by this fic! Ch 1 of 2 | 6k words
“No-one likes to give Ryan Bergara a good scare more than Ryan Bergara does. That’s why you made all of this happen.”
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Red, like life. + jessica/leto
Choice-era, PG-ish, also on ao3.
She becomes clingy in the weeks she keeps her secret.
Jessica is still not sure this is a good idea – the little flickers of life blooming inside her are never going to be a good idea – but it seems like a better one if she stays close, if she-
If her partner has the slightest suspicion what she’s done, at least he is good enough not to say.
They are not at a point of easy conversation, and this too feels like-
She knows him, or at least she’s trying to. Three years of intimacies and quiet moments are a start. She knows the structure of his body and what it hides, so much held back and visibly effortless, the power and the conflict and-
It has been three weeks since her decision to bear a child, and she too hides things under her skin, and she waits.
It will be easy, when she speaks, if she even needs to speak at all. She will put her partner’s hands over the relevant part of her body and look at him the way he looks at her, vulnerability offered by someone who does not offer it easily, and that should be enough, and-
Tonight is still too early, still too much risk even within her careful protections. She is not weak, she reminds herself, she is not weak but she is a young woman who has chosen to do something dangerous solely for the delight it will give her partner and-
“What are you not telling me?”
It is late but not too late, safe in the quiet of what she has come to think of as their bedroom and she will mentally process that later if she ever bothers, and proximity is a mercy but there is no assumption of anything more than feather-light kisses in the next few minutes, the energy is not-
“What might make you-“
“You haven’t been your usual self. Too findable.”
That statement certainly says a few things about her normal habits, none of them positive from this angle, but-
“Has it occurred to you that I might just be trying to be a better person?”
He gives her one of the most amused looks she’s ever seen, a certain bar for a man who wants her more when she raises her voice at him, and-
“That makes my original question all the more important.”
“Do you suspect harm, or-“
“Only against yourself, at worst. Anything else… it’s been weeks, your maneuvers usually come to light by now…”
An accusation of self-destruction is not what she expected, she will give him that, but-
“If you worry for me, it is acceptable to say. I will not-“
For this she gets a here-we-go-again sigh, and there are times she wonders what is actually normal between two people who have apparently decided to build a life together and how much she may defy that without further trouble, and-
“I would like to think I know you too well to believe that.”
“I understand that you-“
She will not say what she thinks about this love, if that is even the right word for the complicated emotional bond between them. She knows that she is safe here, safer than she will ever be anywhere else, and that he has bound himself to her in their hearts if not quite through all the legal channels, and he has asked her to take one more step forward in entwining their fates and she has agreed to it and-
There is something else, too, something beyond structure. Something about her that makes him feel alive like nothing else ever has, something apart from the inheritances that have otherwise defined every part of his life, and perhaps she is his rebellion just as he is hers, and-
“Jess-“
“Let me speak. Please. Give me this.”
He nods, and the safe distance between them feels smaller than it did a moment ago, and-
“I know I… do not always respond correctly to your affection, but I do value it. I am just unsure-“
“If you are not pleased-“
“What makes you think-“
“I know I can be… deliberate, when I want something. And perhaps that has not been the right approach to-“
“It’s not like I know better!”
Perfect, she’d been told once. Perfectly trained for whatever she might encounter once she was placed. Whomever thought she was good enough did not expect her future to include fragile moments with someone who wants to love her and-
“Exactly the point. If you were… a different sort of woman, you would’ve called me out on this months if not years ago, but you haven’t-“
“What is there to call out? You treat me with adequate caution, you honor my boundaries, I have not felt… I have never feared you, and for me that is-“
She trusts him enough to give him a child, she thinks but is still not ready to say. She trusts that this dynamic between them, volatile as it still is, will be safe enough for that. She trusts-
“Is that enough for you? Is this-“
“I have never thought of my own happiness. It would be strange to start now.”
But she has, and that’s the beauty and the bitterness of it all. She has, and the little flicker of life she is currently hiding seems to respond to this too, and-
Her breath catches very suddenly, and her partner crosses the distance between them in a few heartbeats, hand on her shoulder and reverent fear in his eyes and-
“We need not speak more of this if it bothers you so much.”
“And if it does the opposite? If I like the challenge of you?”
He turns as if about to kiss her, allows her to make that move, allows-
This is what she wants, she thinks as she melts into the moment. This is what she chooses. This is what she-
“That would at least sound like you,” he murmurs against the side of her face. “It would be-“
“Alright?”
“Everything.”
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A list of all my oc stories including fandom based and completely original stories as well as links to their specific original character's posts and their story tag all under the cut! 😊 Please feel free to reblog! 💙 Also this is my AO3 so all my stories are now in one place! (Other than Tumblr so actually findable now 🤣) (links are currently under construction but I will continue to update this post in the future)
Original Story Fics
Code Blue OCs + Tag 💻
(Spy novel about stumbling upon a family while on a secret mission to uncover a long hidden mystery to find out who you really are)
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Dragon's Heart OCs + Tag 🐉
(Fantasy novel about going off to explore the world while trying to accept both sides of yourself while one side just so happens to be a dragon)
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Me, Myself, and I OCs + Tag ☕️
(Slice of life novel about thoughtless wishes and being faced with your past and your future who now just so happen to be your new roommates)
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Rise and Fall OCs + Tag ☄️
(Super hero novel about falling from grace and rising from the ashes and fighting with what you once were while trying to figure out who you want to be)
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The Forgotten Goddess OCs + Tag 🦉
(Modern fantasy novel about remembering your past mistakes that lead you to where you are and doing your best to prevent the past from repeating itself)
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Missing Piece OCs + Tag 💎
(Adventure novel about going on a journey to change who you are only to stumble across people that don't see what's so wrong with you to begin with)
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The Chosen Ones OCs + Tag ⚔️
(Fantasy novel about revenge and taking down the organization that ruined your life until you find out that they ruined other lives too and you just so happen to acquire a child because of it)
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Fandom OC Fics
Ace Attorney OCs + Tag ⚖️
(under construction)
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ATLA OCs + Tag 💨
After the 100 year war is finally over Aisha, best friend to Suki and a member of the Kiyoshi warriors who have been traveling around and protecting earth nation citizens from the fire nation realizes that just because the war is finally over doesn't mean that her job is done. It's going to take a long time for peace to return to the world but maybe she can help it along.
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Doctor Who OCs + Tag 🌌
(under construction)
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Harry Potter OCs + Tag 🔮
(under construction)
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Into the Spider-Verse OCs + Tag 🕷
(under construction)
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Leverage (Redemption) OCs + Tag 💵
After Sophie and Hardison died during a job gone wrong the team couldn't manage to stay together. Lost in their grief they all went their separate ways for good this time until years later when Breanna realized that someone was taking out leverage teams one after another. She couldn't call the old gang after everything they lost so she decided to put together a new team in hopes that they can figure out who's behind this before all of Leverage International gets taken out.
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MCU OCs + Tag 🍁
Autumn didn't see much for her life when she imagined the future and often did her best to avoid doing so. But after her abusive mom dies Autumn discovers something about her family she never knew and things change in ways that she never imagined. Now she has a whole new future to look forward to if only she can manage to hold onto it.
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Miraculous Ladybug OCs + Tag 🦂
Marinette and Adrien thought they knew a lot about the miraculous after being Ladybug and Cat Noir for a couple years. But they were just about to find out how much they didn't know when a pair from one miraculous team per continent gets asked to join an ultimate group to team up and get rid of hawk moth and other villains they had been unaware of, for good.
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National Treasure OCs + Tag 🏴‍☠️
After finding two world changing treasures and going on a few more escapades, Ben, Abigail, and Riley decide to go on one last adventure... parenthood. Little did they know that their treasure hunting days wouldn't end with them. And when their old enemies find some way to finally get their revenge in the last way they would expect, it would be their children taking up the mantle as they search for the treasure of a life time to stop it from falling into the wrong hands.
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Percy Jackson OCs + Tag 🏺
(Under Construction)
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Star Wars OCs + Tag 🪐
Anakin had always said he didn't want to train a Padawan but that was before he and Obi-Wan were sent on a mission that would change his life. A seemingly standard end to a mission was disrupted when the slave traders they were about to apprehend were blasted back with the force by a slave girl who's name he would later to learn was Astraea. Although Obi-Wan had insisted Anakin leave her behind he knew that he had to give her the same chance Qui-Gon had given him all those years ago. When he had brought her before the council and they said she was too old for any master to agree to train her Anakin stepped forward and said that he would be her master, cementing the future and the prophecy of the Chosen One forever.
(Before anyone gets mad Ahsoka has not been forgotten. I love her too much to leave her out and she will actually end up becoming Astraea's padawan in the future.)
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Supernatural OCs + Tag 👻
(under construction)
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Teen Wolf OCs + Tag 🐺
(under construction)
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I hope you don’t mind me continuing to drop Evek stories off in your inbox because I love the little dude and don’t get to talk about him nearly enough—
One of the things the deck of many things let’s you do is, if you pull cards 99-100, you summon a Guy to be, essentially, your retainer. They’ll follow you around, battle things for you, very loyal. We already had one of these guys from before the deck fused with Evek, a shy little duckling archer named Ikki.
This story is not about Ikki.
This story is about Abalaba, a guy who almost immediately became crucial to Evek as a buff dad figure.
Abalaba is seven feet of pure bird muscle. He’s bright blue. He looks like a chicken. He communicates, largely, by flexing. His strength score, in a game where 20 is high and 30 is run for the hills, is 50.
He’s also only level five. He dies a swift, accidental, and 100% preventable death. There’s mourning, for about two seconds as Evek doesn’t have the best grasp on death, and then everything is hunky-dory and we’re off to hell McDonald’s to steal all their pickles.
Some time later, Evek pulls from the deck again. I roll a one hundred, and prepare to clear out Abalaba for whatever new machination of a character the dm’s gonna drop on me this time— it’s Abalaba again.
He has no memory of our group, or of his tragic death. Nobody cares about Abalaba though, so he flexes past the confusion and onto victory.
This Abalaba lasts a little longer than the last, although he’s eventually turned inside out, which is not survivable when all you’ve got is Beef Muscles and no Health.
But I keep rolling 100’s. And the Abalaba’s keep coming. And then Evek gets himself teleported away from the main party by touching a Shiny and just like that, I’m in full control of Abalaba.
I learn *some things* about Abalaba. So does our poor, poor mushroom druid, who gets flexed into my side plot against their will.
The reason why I keep getting Abalaba’s is that there is a sub pocket of hell *full of Abalaba’s.* an entire civilization. Their currency? Flexing. Their god? Flexing and also Evek. Their very reason for being? Oh yeah baby FLEX TIME.
Our poor mushroom druid is not the strongest, physically, so Abalaba ends up wearing them like a backpack as he flexed through the crowds to ask the other Abalaba’s if they’ve seen Evek.
He didn’t end up finding any leads, though he did win a Most Honourable flexing contest and got declared the Official Abalaba (Until You Die). The druid came out traumatized, and could not make eye contact with anyone muscular.
(We did eventually find Evek, he had been warped to a mindflayer ship stuck on a mountain that had turned to a life of peace.)
Sometimes you make a character and then that character generates Some Guy that they play off of super well, y’know? A teeny tiny little baby bird that you Absolutely Should Be Afraid Of and a tower of muscle who’s flexing could kill god that you could sneeze on too hard and evaporate. Mwah dynamics. Very fun to npc the both of them and drop on unsuspecting players
OK so I haven’t had the time to read this yet but I don’t want it to sit in my inbox forever but !! thank you for sharing!! 
I’ve also gone back to the other two asks and tagged them as ‘#evek tales’ so theyre easily findable! :] I will get to this one when I can
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hi hey hello I am predictably VERY interested in 1756, or 50 Years Later (absolute banger of a title btw) but I'm also curious about Second Nature!!
I'm sorry but you've picked two of the oldest/longest ones, so this is also a long response, because I've accumulated a lot of thoughts on them - and I know that if there’s anyone on earth who knows what they’re getting into by asking me to talk about ideas I have for Two & Jamie, it’s gotta be you, but I still feel the need to put a disclaimer on a post of this length lol
1756 is a multi-scene (but maybe not multi-chapter? some scenes are very brief) 6b story following Jamie after the War Games, eventually leading up to his reunion with the Doctor - the original idea was to have that take 10 years for him (and 50 from the Doctor's off-screen pov), but now I'm considering bumping it up to 15 - just to make it worse for him, not even for any good reason like lining his age up with the Two Doctors happening early in his 6b tenure or anything smart like that.
If my non-committal stance on what year it should be wasn't enough of an indicator, I'll admit now that it wouldn't be a super historical fic - while I still want it to be as accurate as possible, it’s focused around Jamie recovering his memories on his own several months after the Time Lords dropped him back off (in April 1746 - this isn't that one we've talked about where it's 1745 by mistake, much as that's been occupying a little corner of my mind lately), and having to deal with all that knowledge while being stuck living chronologically in the 18th century again for so long, without knowing if he'll ever actually see the Doctor again. So before it gets to 1756(?) and the actual reunion, it skips through the years to a bunch of short scenes, predominantly sad but for non-Jacobite/historical reasons, with the echoes of ‘real life’ going on in more of the background.
The idea originated around the same time I first started writing what became ‘Recruitment,’ and I suppose aside from the difference in POV's & amounts of time, the other reason both stories have always existed separately is that in one, Jamie doesn't have his memories, but he's left with a feeling of incompleteness and restlessness that leads him to seek out travel in whatever limited ways are available to him while still feeling he's of use to his community - but in this one, he gets his memories back relatively quickly, and then decides his best bet is to stay still and make himself as easily findable as possible in the hope that one day the Doctor will manage to successfully come back for him. I guess in some ways, this one's a response to some of the things the older Jamie in Glorious Revolution said? It does feature a bit where someone else in the village tries to convince Jamie he should marry Kirsty, for example, and it's very much a demonstration of him not being able to be satisfied building a life in the 18th century knowing what he's missing all along, but the strategy he's chosen for escaping is more desperate than wise, and a side-effect is that a life kind of builds itself up around him, as much as he tries to resist it. But he does have a house in this one! Oh, and he's got a little secret journal, because after he got his memories back he decided to write down as much as he possibly could to guard against ever forgetting again. And he's still got his old boots, which I know was just the costume dept. making due in '69, but it helps my position that the Time Lords responsible for returning him with zero future knowledge weren't all that great at their jobs, so I'm acknowledging the fact that they sent him back with shoes very much not from 1746 as canon.
(Actually I think I've told you a little bit about this one before but not explained it as much - one of the many early indicators that something's off, even before Jamie gets his memories back, is that he can remember the words to a poem he knows he can't recall learning - it's actually WB Yeats's the Wanderings of Oisin, which I headcanon him having read as part of his general practice, but also to read up on stories about the fae & get an idea of what later centuries associate with his own people, which are motives we’ve talked about before. I know I still need to do some research on how familiar he could've been with the story before that - I've definitely read about Ossianic stories published in Scotland in either the late 18th or early 19th century claiming to be authentic collected ancient tradition, but that were probably just an author trying to cash in on the romanticizing fad, so I know getting a straight answer there will require more digging than just a google search - but whether it's brand new words to an old story or a story he shouldn't know at all, it can still serve the purpose I need it to in this fic, so it'll be incorporated as an element whatever I do or don't learn. But there are some lines & concepts in that which I think fit wonderfully with the actual scenes in which he & Zoe get their memories wiped and he gets sent back to Scotland - so I like the idea of him being reminded of them while it’s all happening, and not completely forgetting them because of that, so the lines then form a kind of thread to pull on for getting more of his own memories back.)
Second Nature is.
look.
that’s my white whale if I’ve got one, but I am - maybe foolishly - convinced I will finish it eventually, it just really really has to be right before I’ll be confident enough to post any of it. I haven’t read the Human Nature novel (and looking at the size of my AU already, I kinda think I shouldn’t, because what if that gives me more ideas? I don’t need more ideas, I need to perfect the ones I’ve got) so it’s based on the tv episode, and Two’s John Smith is a history teacher at a boys’ boarding school in Britain in the early 20th century (there are some historical threads I want to pull on that the episode doesn’t, and some that it does which I’m not particularly interested in, so the exact year may shift to better suit my purposes, but I do have more research to go on that front). But aside from that it won’t be very similar - for one, the scifi plot (other than the fact that the Doctor has chameleon arched himself) disappears pretty quickly - I’m like 99% sure the Family won’t actually catch up with them in this one, I think I believe that when the Time Lords were as powerful as they were in Two’s era, they would’ve kept an eye out for creatures that feed off time energy like that & so they would’ve been bested off-screen (whether that means caught and destroyed or turned tail and ran idk yet - part of me is like, what if this story was still canon compliant with the episode? what if a fairly common occurrence in the Doctor’s life is that every so often they have to be John Smith for a bit to hide from these things and each incarnation just deals with that very differently? but that’s more just a joke I have with myself, it’s got nothing to do with the fic). Plus, if the Doctor & the Tardis are the only scifi elements, then it’s kind of a pure historical, which I also think suits the era nicely.
So really the story is more of an interpersonal drama/period piece brought about by the need for the Doctor to hide from the Family of Blood, and probably the Time Lords as well, if they’re likely to be the ones who usually show up to deal with those kinds of threats - which I think works well enough thematically too, because Two/John, Jamie, and Zoe are definitely misfits in the world they’ve landed in, and a good chunk of the story is dedicated to them having to hide who they are for their own safety. Zoe of course plays the role of an adopted daughter/ward for John Smith (a past student of his he took in when she was orphaned is the lie she comes up with to spare herself having to invent a whole life & childhood with him), and Jamie does wind up getting a job at the school as a kind of groundskeeper/general handyman, but he’s not really satisfied with his personal cover story, because he can’t understand why John thinks he moved to a new town for a new job and brought Jamie with him too, whereas it’s obvious why he’d bring his daughter.
The title’s also a pun on how they each slide into their new roles - because even though Jamie can’t stop wondering what exactly he’s supposed to be to John, John accepts his presence and their closeness easily, without having to acknowledge any particular reason or justification, and that just confuses and frustrates Jamie more. He’s grateful that it makes it easier to look after John, but he’s pretty out of his depths with the whole situation, and won’t feel totally secure until he knows why he trusts him so much, since he can’t actually remember any of the events that’ve brought them together. And of course, it’s a Two/Jamie get together fic, so eventually some feelings get revealed in somewhat un-ideal circumstances, both because of the era and the fact that they’re supposed to be keeping their heads down, but also because the Doctor isn’t really himself at all, which leaves Jamie & Zoe with some very conflicted feelings over how much they want to like the very natural relationships the last few months have forced them to fall into with John Smith, and the two lean on each other a lot as the story develops too.
I could go on and on and on about this - it’s nowhere near finished and already at something like 45k (tho a good chunk of that is alternate versions of the same few scenes, so the word count will go down before it goes up again) - but what I’ve described so far is pretty much the whole premise, so I think I should probably stop there and leave details for later (or, god help me, the fic itself whenever I actually get it done!)
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