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MALEC FIC REC vol.7
Bookstore AU
White Blank Page by @carmenlire [noice, CEO Magnus, serendipity meeting in a bookstore, misunderstandings, life that gets in a way of a star-crossed lovers, what more do we need? tis a rec]
One for the record (books) series by @noaki [mmmm, yummmmm-yum-yummmmm, what a delicious piece, is very much recommended to everyone who likes a good ole’ will they won’t they pine fest, i really enjoyed author’s breezy style. magnus is a high warlock in hiding, and owns a mundane book store as a cover, and alec is a new hoti, that just happens to visit the store on a whim, and just happens to not recognize the owner, oops. absolutely lovely and a pleasant read]
Prison AU
1825 days by @Better_Than_Chocolate [mmmm.... very very specific rec, due to many reasons. Prison AU might not be everyone’s cup of tea, so proceed with caution. alec was convicted of a murder, and when he gets to the big house, he must choose sides. if am being completely honest, i did appreciate some of the choices author has decided on rather more than some others, but am still tentatively leaving it here, just in case someone would fancy to dip their toe]
Sport/Celebrity AU
Let’s Play Ball! by @Teal_The_Baker [Celebrity AUs are reeeeeeeally up my alley ngl, so am slightly biased in recc’ing this, but hey, where are them fanfic cops, amirite. magnus is just wealthy, but alec is a local baseball player celebrity-type, and even though they initially get off on a wrong foot, it is quickly fixed, and the usual malec-y fluffy thang ensues. ought to be honest, it did seem like the author themselves were not exactly sure how this gonna play out in terms of dynamics right off the bat, but by chapter two they seemed to have picked a course, and what a lovely sweet choice it was. i really liked this one]
Flipside by @apathyinreverie [martial arts AU. dunno if it was author’s intention, but to me this particular characterization gave off heavy TWI vibes - confident alec, and reserved, calm magnus. wouldn’t call it ooc, cause it was an obvious AU, and author made their intentions known beforehand. i def liked it👌]
Reserved by @punkbean [not a sport!celebrity thang, but an IGcelebrity!magnus and archery trainer!alec, so technically it fits. the fic is abandoned, it is only the first 4 chapters of the meet cute on a train ride from NYC to Washington, but it somehow endeared itself to me and had to be recc’ed on here, sweetness]
Tattoos
A Legacy in Ink by @Teal_The_Baker [aaaaaaaaaa, why did i read itttttttttt, i almost never read wip for this precise reason *tears at her hair in despair* what an awesome fucking thang, awesome awesome awesome unfinished wip thang *cries* magnus is a tattoo-artist, and alec is having his first tattoo done... you know the drill. the fic is so fucking great, and so fucking wip *cries some more*]
Inklings by @apartmented [i might not necessarily read pwps often, but when i do - they shall be of such a superb quality as this one. tattoos kink, smitten mundane neighbours malec, and top notch smut - thanks to @cuubism for the rec]
Emo AU
all this hope you sent into the sky by @beatperfume [you know you would read anything this author wrote, i know i would fo’ sho’ - it is a throwback to 2003, alec and aline are bffs, and they go to this farm house parties to listen to the live bands, and then some insolent a-hole throws some line at alec, which must be an insult.... right? blah blah blah who cares, it’s @beatperfume, what else needs to be said]
Witcher AU
Walkers of the Winding Path by @poemsfromthealley [how are you doing thissssss (o゜▽゜)o☆ (●ˇ∀ˇ●) perfect perfect perfection this fic!!!!!! and i haven’t ever played/read the Witcher, and was still floored!!!! like, how does so much talent fit in one human body (❤ ω ❤); that moment alec encounters the female archer in the woods? dude, i legit cried, what a fucking masterpiece, god i luv the author, and if someone has not yet read this, what are you doing with your life...?????? seriously!!!!]
Canon Divergence
Two’s company, three’s a whole lot of Alec Lightwood eye rolls by @all_stories_are_truth_and_lies [weeeeeee, adorableness of malec, interrupted: cockblocking!jace is one of my top crack tropes of choice, what a tasty thang, thank you author!!!!]
To Something New, Something Strange by @dreadwyrms [porn with feels: superb quality of the second time served, and what a treat it is - magnus was supposed to pick alec up for their date, except he has already arrived at the institute, and alec is nowhere to be found. escaping to alec’s room and chilling on his bed seems like a great idea, especially if one falls asleep and then being woken up by a certain shadowhunter back from patrol in the middle of the night 🙈]
Taken AU
exit wounds by @geniusorinsanity [woahhhhh, this was... certainly an experience, and a journey more than worthy of taking, ohhhhhhh how do i luv me some taken aus, when they are executed just right🙏 magnus has been taken from the loft, and absent for a week, and then suddenly appears in the middle of Cat’s living room, nude and bloodied, and on the verge of collapse. amazing quality of fic, i was at awe throughout the whole journey, the way author portrayed the emotional repercussions, the parabatai connection, alec’s unravelling and inner turmoil, his and cat’s dynamic...? beautifully, very skilfully done, allllllllll the kudos and respect to the author, and a huge rec. p.s. the story might take a toll and stay with you for a few days, so heed the warnings and proceed at your own discretion]
Media AU
as your sun sets (i know you in bleary-eyed 3 am) by @theprophetlemonade [hard to distinguish why have i put reading this off for so long, god knows i adore the author, maybe it’s the fact that it’s wachowskis, who for some reason are something that can be so personal to me... darn it, if i ever come by the malec Matrix AU, is2g might spontaneously combust on a spot, but hey, am getting side-tracked here 🙌 the fic is everything you would expect from this renown author, and it makes you feel all types of ways. am sure literally every single person in the fandom has already read it, so my rec is quite pointless, and yet]
Royal AU + Fake Dating
I’ll be home for Christmas by @Raindropsandrosess [perhaps due to canon shadowhunters being paid very modestly, AUs with alec being the rich one do somehow come rarer, than rich!magnus AUs, not to mention, that amongst the fair share of Royal AUs this fandom boasts, it is always a surprise, when magnus is not the one being secret Royalty... all that said, i really really liked this one! their chemistry in the author’s interpretation left me super happy, and c'mon, let’s be honest, i can read quality variations of fake dating endlessly, cause duh]
College AU
Introduction to Flirtation by @EllasticElla [hhhmmmmm, so the premise of this is quite... unlikely for me: Alec does not know, how to let his bff Jace know, that he likes him, subtly enough to not ruin the friendship, if it does not work out, and enlists some help from a known dorm lothario Magnus. and after reading i was surprised at my own positive reaction - in 99,9% of cases romantic!jalec makes me hella queasy - but then it hit me.... hasn’t this storyline been 100% canon, like, what am i even having this moral battle over? it’s a good smol fic! but yeah fuck romantic!jalec all the way to hell though]
Primate Social Behavior by @dreadwyrms [omfg how fucking awesome was thattttttttttt, like, what an absolute and undeniable treat 😍so alec is working on his PhD, and GAing for an Anthropology Prof, and his life runs perfectly messy and perfectly boring, until said Prof has a heart-attack, and a replacement must be called in, which means one M.Bane must put the research he is currently conducting in Costa Rica on hold, and come back to the University, to assume the workload for the rest of the semester. the way this author does malec, and tentative buzzing tension between them, and longing, is simply mouth-watering and delicious, i would read them endlessly, what a great great great treat of a story]
Reconciliation Trope
One Traveler, Long Stood by @thenorthfaceporn [the definition of top notch dumbassery - having had suddenly realized you’ve never actually recc’ed one of your fav stories. to be completely fair, the first time i’ve read it was while being sick with covid, so... not much of common sense was being had during that particular week, but nonetheless, absence of this rec is a crime: tis literally one of the best best thangs written in this trope, periodt. masterpiece no cap.]
Magical Realism AU
The Stair into the Sea by @poemsfromthealley [god damn this author for their sheer magnificence, it is impossible to not feel intellectually inadequate after reading their works, like, the quality of writing...??? how do you do dissssssssss *screams into the void* so this is set is some kind of AU, where Magnus is a writer, and he has lost someone long time ago, and now it is time for him to confront his past and deal with the grief. so he sets on the path to get to the bottom of the tragedy that took someone from him, and this is what brings him to alec....aggghhhrrrrr, my summary is all clumsy, but yeah, this here is one of the fandom’s best authors no cap, go read all their works asapppppppppp]
#malec#malec fic#malec fic rec#malec fanfic#shadowhunters#shadowhunters fic rec#damn i've done it again
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summary: as you and taehyung start to build your life together post graduation, things become more complicated than what you expected it to be. while taehyung struggles with his inner demons, you’ve become the sole supporter, the pillar, juggling different jobs to keep you two afloat. your love for each other has been put to the test as your relationship continues to face hurdles - hurdles that have you questioning whether or not your relationship will make it through.
pairing: reader x fiancé!kth
genre: post grad au, established relationship au | fluff, angst, smut
words: 3.9k
warnings: cussing/mature language, jealousy, lots of insecurities and overthinking, angst, crying, arguments, y/n and tae get really mean with each other honestly, unprotected soft sex in the flashback scene, alcohol consumption, y/n really going above and beyond for her man though
note: taehyung’s one shot for the witchers one series will be coming out.. probably this weekend? i’ll continue taking some breaks in between posting new chapters for bands and restart so i can work on this too!
tags: @enchantaeduniverse @thedarkwinterrose @sapphirejeon @jwlmnbt @bluesharksandfish @ra-mun-e @brightcolorsoffendme @jungcrookthecookbook @sunniejinnie (please message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)
You looked at the new picture hanging on the hall at Jin's café. It was a picture of you, Taehyung and your friends in your graduation caps and gowns. You smiled to yourself seeing how happy you all were to finally overcome the milestone together, how happy you and Taehyung were to have gotten through it together.
It seemed like a distant memory.
"Hey." Jungkook comes behind you, his blonde hair almost covering his eyes.
"Hmm?" He follows your gaze to the picture.
"What time is your shift over?" He asks, trying to change the subject. You turn to him and sigh, checking the time on your phone.
"Mm, in a bit actually. I have to run home and get ready."
"Oh hey, you're meeting that girl today right? To see if you can sell some of your art and merch in her boutique?" You smiled from ear to ear.
"Yeah! She's such a sweetheart, I'm super excited. I hope it works out."
"I'm sure it will." He pinches your cheek. He doesn't say anything else, being that he can tell other things were on your mind but you weren't ready to talk about it yet.
Racing home to the apartment, you decided to hop into a quick shower and throw on some better clothes. You still couldn't believe Brandi had came up to you at the flea market, almost feeling like she was a blessing in disguise. You smiled at yourself in the mirror, the excitement peeking through as the minutes went by.
"Hey! Goodluck today, little one!" You picked up Jin's call as you walked out of your apartment and down to your car. Taehyung, for whatever reason, was nowhere to be found, and you figured he was just out with Namjoon or one of their other friends. You had left him sound asleep earlier, and you didn't think he had any plans today. But, you would just have to see him later and tell him all about the meeting. You were actually excited to, especially after last night.
➤ FLASHBACK
Taehyung gripped onto the headboard as he rolled his hips into you, your clit rubbing against him as his body lowered onto yours. He kept his eyes on you, his lips barely grazing yours as he softly hissed and let out small moans.
“Hmmmfuck.” You softly mewled. For once, the love making felt like old times - the passion. The fire. The feelings. It felt like Taehyung was making love to you like the world was going to end. And the thought of it, the feeling of his body against yours, the warmth - it made you feel complete, and like you never wanted to leave this moment.
"I love you so much, baby." He whispers as he continues to pick up his pace, rolling his hips and working in tandem with yours.
"I love you, too." You softly say as your fingers lock into his hair, his lips pressed gently against your neck as he laid soft kisses along a straight path and nipped at your skin. You arch your back slightly, the pleasure starting to bubble up within your core as you hear Taehyung moan against your neck.
"God, baby I'm gonna cum." He continues to moan. "Cum with me."
"Close." You moan softly, tugging on his hair as he picks up his pace and begins to thrust a little more aggressively. "I-I'm--"
"Uh huh." He nods. "That's it, love."
"I'm gonna cum." Your hands are now gripping his shoulders, nails digging deep and leaving red marks against his honey-dipped skin. It takes a few more rolls before you feel your body trembling under his grip, muffled moans trying to escape as you let the orgasm ripple through you. As you come down from your high, you feel Taehyung fill you up warmly, his body still ontop of yours as he tries to regulate his breathing. He presses his lips against your jaw, to your forehead, to your nose, then back down to your lips before he removes his softening member from within you and plops next to you on the bed. He instantly swoops you into his arms, your head laying on his chest as you ran your finger in circles around his collarbone.
"Baby." He says softly. "You mean everything to me. You know that right? I got you through anything, no matter what." You simply nod before he places another kiss against your head.
➤ END FLASHBACK
"Thank you. I'll tell you all about it later, okay?"
"Sounds good. I know this'll work out. I'm proud of you, you know that right?" Your smile lightly fades. Yeah, it was a big deal, but you still hadn't told anyone a lot of your other plans had been put on pause.
"I know." You softly chuckle. "K, I need to get going. I'll call you later."
"Love you, drive safely." He says before you return the love and hang up. You hopped into your car and began to drive off to the destination downtown. However, as you neared the boutique, another call came through to your car, but from an unknown number.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is this Miss Y/L/N?"
"Yeah, this is she."
"Hey there. Could you come down to Jack's? We have your fiancé here. He's intoxicated and he's been giving the staff a hard time." You sigh and look at your watch. Jack's was on the opposite end of town. You were never going to make it on time for your meeting. You had promised you'd be there to make this work.
"Where is he?" You say as you quickly park your car and make your way to the restaurant. You see him slouched onto the bar, slurring his words to the police men. The bar stools around him were all turned over, glasses broken and flyers from the wall had been ripped off. You couldn't help but begin to cry because you knew this was all Taehyung's doing, and quite frankly, you had so many emotions - you were scared, upset, empty, exhausted. You didn't know what else to do, but you loved him.
And yet here you were again, pushing your goals aside to help the love of your life.
"Tae, baby. Let's get up, okay?" His eyes are glazed as they turn to you. He smiles, but he struggles to get up, the police man helping support him as you both bring him to your car.
"Baby girl." He mumbles.
"Shh. Just stay here." You shush him as you get him situated in the passenger seat, tears streaming down your face.
"I'm sorry sweetie, but this damage needs to be covered." You took the ticket from the police man, showing the restaurant charging over $200 worth of the damages.
"It's fine, I'll take care of this. I'm so sorry."
"If you need anything, please let us know." The cop couldn't help but sympathize looking at you. At this point your cheeks were hot, tears continued to stream down your face and your hair had become a mess having supported Tae back to the car. You silently climbed in, crying to yourself as you drove back to the apartment, Taehyung slumped and asleep in the passenger seat.
You did your best to support him back to your apartment, the security guard offering help but you turned him down. You had been doing good so far and you thought you had this in the bag. As you had exited the elevator, Taehyung stumbled upon his own two feet, bringing the both of you down.
"Babe, get up please." You cried, using all of your force to get him up. He did try his best to stable himself as you stood, but the five steps to the front door ended up being twenty, with a few more stumbles in between. "Please, we're almost there." You continued to cry.
You finally got Taehyung out of his clothes and into the bed, washing his face with a warm towel before you let him sleep peacefully. You made your way to the living room and just broke down. Your meeting was way past its time, and yet you had passed on another great opportunity because you needed to be there for Taehyung. You felt helpless.
You just didn't know how else to do it.
"Hello? How'd it go?" Jungkook asks on the other line.
"Kook, I don't know if I could do this anymore." You cried into the phone. "I can't do it." You cried silently, heavily.
"Y/N." He sighs worriedly. "What happened? Do you want me to come by?"
"No, I-I just—" You cry as you sink to the floor, your back against the wall. "I've given up so many things for him, and he even apologized last night. Saying he'd do better and all this shit, but he hasn't. I knew this would happen and-and I can't—" You ramble on and on, Jungkook worried as he tries to decipher what you're saying through your crying.
"Slow down, and tell me what just happened."
"I didn't even get to meet her, Kook. I was on my way when I got a call from the cops saying he was drunk and giving the staff a hard time at Jack's. Shit was torn up, the stools were turned over, flyers ripped off the walls." You mumbled through your cries. "I told them I'd take care of it and handle the damages. Why would he do this? Why would he do this to me?" Kook sighs heavily.
"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I'm sure there's a lot of things going on in his head that can help explain this. And I can help you take care of the damages, it's not a big deal."
"No."
"Stop. Let me help you." He pauses. "Can you text Brandi and just let her know it was an emergency or something? I'm sure she'll understand."
"I'm so humiliated though, like I can't even face her after I stood her up."
"Listen to me. It's not like you meant to. Just text her and explain, she seems like a really nice and understanding person. Don't feel embarrassed. Shit happens."
"You don't get it, bunny." You cried harder, silently, hoping you wouldn't be too loud to wake up Tae. "This was the last chance I had. I-I told Jimin I wouldn't be working on the shop right now. I gave all this shit up for him and I really just can't do this anymore. I've set myself aside to be there for him, only for him to fuck me over in the end. He doesn't realize how much he's been hurting me." You're feeling so many emotions at once that you don't even know if you're making sense. You wanna say so much, but you can't. You wanna get back up on your feet, but you can't.
"It's not gonna be the last chance." He says softly. "You're always welcome to crash with me if you'd like, just to give yourself some space." You sigh, finally able to slow down your crying and regulate your breathing.
"I can't just leave him."
"Y/N. He's gonna have to learn one way or another." Suddenly, you hear some stirring in the room, causing you to frantically wipe your tears and get yourself together.
"I have to go, I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Okay. Let me know if you need me, I'll be there." You hang up the call and turn your attention to the room when you hear Taehyung give off a small groan. You rush over, seeing him bent over on his knees on the side of the bed, his hands pressed against his face. "You alright?" You ask him softly, already prepping the trash can with a paper bag inserted inside in case he needs to release.
"I don't feel too—" And as you assume correctly, you hold the trash can up to him as he releases, your heart breaking at the sight of him struggling. You were torn - torn between wanting to do everything and wanting to do absolutely nothing at this point. You were spent, you had given him everything and you were left with nothing besides the uncertainty of your relationship and the umpteenth amount of tears you had been shedding.
This wasn't fair to you, and you couldn't let him keep doing this to you.
After he seems to be done being head first into the trash can, you set it aside to clean up later and give his face another good wash up with a warm towel. He seems a bit better and more sober after having vomited, but you get him to go back to sleep while you head into the kitchen to heat up some water and make some tea. You ponder on your thoughts, on your feelings, while waiting for the electric kettle to flip the switch, hinting that the water was done heating. You pour yourself and Tae a cup - green tea for you, while you whipped up some ginger tea with lemon for him. You walk over to the room seeing him asleep, but he slightly opens an eye when he feels your body dip into the edge of the bed.
"Drink this while it's hot." You say as you place the cup on the night stand.
"Thank you, baby." He manages to say raspily. "Stay with me?" You shake your head.
"I need to take care of some stuff outside." And with that, you don't turn to look at him or give him more of your attention before simply walking off. You bite onto your bottom lip as you head back to the kitchen, pulling out your laptop to start organizing the bills and figuring out which ones to pay off first. You almost forgot you had these deadlines to meet.
It's close to 8pm when Taehyung finally gets up and walks out to the kitchen, seeing you still hovering over your laptop. This time though, you had a bowl of ramen ready for him to go, while you had just finished devouring yours. You don't say anything as he comes forward to the kitchen island, but his eyes are locked onto you. You turn to face the sink and start washing your bowl when you feel his arms snake around your hips and his lips pressed against the back of your head. And as much as you wanna sink into his body, you don't.
"Baby, I'm so—"
"Save it." You aggressively throw your spoon down into the sink before turning to face him. "Don't."
"Y/N, please. Just let me explain."
"No, Taehyung. Not anymore. I've heard it way too many times and I'm tired." You say, your eyes starting to water. "I'm so tired. You knew today was the day I had to meet Brandi. Why couldn't you just hold off for a second, Tae? Do I literally have to give up everything for you?"
"Woah, I never said you had to—" You scoff as you cross your arms.
"You didn't have to say it. All this shit you've done, throwing the whole Jimin thing in my face, getting drunk and acting up." You cry. "You don't think I can catch on? I'm not stupid, Taehyung. Don't take me for a fucking dumbass."
"I've been here struggling with my own feelings too okay, Y/N? It's been a fucking shit show for me and I don't think you understand."
"You don't think I understand?!" You yell, appalled at his argument. As much as you didn't wanna play the pointing fingers game, you had no choice but to since Tae didn't seem to get it. He obviously didn't understand you even though he said he did last night, and that's what hits you. "I know you've been struggling and I've been doing my very best to be there every step of the way for you to help support you. I gave up this shit with Jimin and told him to hold off because I knew you were having trouble with it. I fucking went to the school event 10 minutes late and tired out of my goddamn mind, and I just got lucky Dr. Forneo wasn't done with his speech or else I would have been shit out of luck too! And then today, I was on my way to meet Brandi when I got the call that I needed to come get you because you decided trashing Jack's was the perfect way to show how frustrated you've been feeling. Don't tell me I don't fucking understand when I've done it all just to be here for you! I pushed myself aside for you, and quite frankly, I feel like I've just been wasting my life in this relationship." You say harshly, a little taken aback at the words that come out of your mouth, but you have no intentions of bringing it back. He scoffs, tears streaming down his cheeks as he looks at you, expression full of hurt and betrayal.
"If you've been feeling like that, why didn't you tell me sooner so I could have just left you alone? So I wouldn't have wasted all this time for you?"
"I love you so much, and I hate seeing you hurt. I wanted to do everything in my power to help relieve you, help you get rid of this pain you've been feeling, but I've just been hurting myself in the process. You haven't even realized it. I can't do this to myself anymore, Taehyung. I can't." In a quick moment, his expression quickly turns into more hurt and frustration, his brows furrowing as his tears continue to come down.
"Then fucking leave Y/N! Leave, if this shit isn't what you want!" He yells loudly that you're a little startled by his tone.
"You'd just let me go like that?" You ask shakily.
"Go and be like the rest of them, like I give a fuck." He says, sounding exactly like the asshole Taehyung you had dealt with the night of Jin's café party. "You don't know what it's like—" He shakes his head. "To feel so completely useless and unworthy. To have people remind you and throw it in your face constantly how much of a fuck up you really are." He pauses, glaring back at you. "You're just like Hana, you know?" He instantly regrets it the moment it slips, but it's too late for him to take it back. You cry harder at the statement because why in the fuck would he say some dumbass shit like that? You were not her whatsoever. And you'd like to think you've done a hell of a job sticking by him through thick and thin. Not like her.
"Don't ever say that shit to me again. I am not her." You put your foot down. "I know I can't relate but the one thing I do know is that I gave you my everything, and I did nothing but stand by you through thick and thin. As much as I want to do it all, you have to do your part in getting yourself out of this, too. There's only so much I can do for you. Don't tell me you're in this for the long run when you can't even realize that shit. This isn't how you're supposed to treat somebody who loves you, somebody you call your fiancé. This isn't how we get by together. And you know fucking better than that." You spit out, aggressively wiping your tears. "I'm going to stay at Yoongi's until we leave."
"Y/N." He sighs deeply, following you into the room.
"No, don't touch me." You look at him as you break free from his grip. "You said what you said. I'm not doing this shit anymore." You softly cry. "Clearly, we need the space." You began to pile your clothes and necessities into your luggage, removing all attention away from Taehyung.
"Fine." Is all he manages to say before he's grabbing a jacket and heading out of the room. You hear him yell a loud 'fuck!' before glass hits the wall and shatters, followed by the front door slamming shut. You break down onto the ground and cry everything you have left in you. What did this mean for the both of you, you had no idea. After all of this, you still wanted him and you still hoped this would work out. Half of you suddenly didn't want to leave on these terms, but you knew you had to - to give yourself some space and give Taehyung enough space to hopefully learn and snap himself out of it.
But shit, this fucking hurts.
Suddenly you look at your ring and you have no idea what to feel.
By the time you're done packing what you need to pack, you feel so groggy and beat that you can barely make your way to Yoongi's. Your head is pounding and everything around you feels like dull, white noise. Sleep is the only thing on your mind.
"Hey." Yoongi steps aside to let you in. He grabs your luggage from you and sets it aside, following you into his living room space. "You okay?" He asks, knowing damn well you aren't but he figured this is how he could get the conversation started. You simply look at him, silently shake your head and begin to cry into your hands again. You feel Yoongi engulf you in his arms as he sits you down into the couch and brings your body close to his. "I'm so sorry, Y/N. It's gonna be okay. I got you."
"It fucking hurts." You mumble into his chest and he simply nods before slightly pulling away. "He just let me go."
"Let's get you to bed, yeah? You can sleep in mine and I'll stay out here." You nod as you wipe away your tears, Yoongi also doing his best to get rid of the stragglers streaming down your cheeks. He brings your luggage into the room and gives you some space to change and get yourself comfortable. Which, you do, but it takes awhile as your body wants to do absolutely nothing at this point. You shove yourself underneath his covers, a weighted blanket on top providing you with extra warmth. You turn to face the wall, hoping you could fall into a deep sleep soon.
But, you can't, no matter how exhausted you are.
"In here?" You hear Jungkook's voice faintly outside before he gently opens the door. You don't move in your position, even though you've just been blankly staring at the wall. You hear Jungkook gently shut the door before you feel his body weight on the edge of the bed. His fingers are running through your hair, brushing it gently as you continue to stare at the wall. "Y/N."
"Not now, Kook." He sighs.
"I'm worried about you."
"I'll be fine."
"Can I at least do anything for you right now?"
"I just want to sleep." He nods.
"Okay. I'll be hanging out with everyone for a bit outside. Just let me know if you need me." He says, gently caressing your covered arm before heading out of the room. You sighed and closed your eyes once more, hoping you could finally drift off into a deep sleep.
But your thoughts continued to wander to your fiancé and his whereabouts, whether or not he was okay and where he was at. They always wandered to him. It never failed.
And yes, it was the same for Taehyung. It was the same all the time.
He thought about you 24/7, he even thought about you now as he looks down at the notification lighting up on his phone.
The notification that gives him permission to come upstairs to her apartment.
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but when i see you it hurts, when i see you it starts to hurt baby; i can see it in your eyes, I can see the pain in your eyes I'm sorry, tell me baby did it feel right to be with you and at the same time lose myself, my soul is burning out so casually
track four: lie 2 me - fern
#bts#bts fanfiction#bts imagines#taehyung fanfiction#kim taehyung fanfiction#taehyung#kim taehyung#taehyung x reader#kth x reader#writing#restart#restart series#sequel to perfectly wrong#perfectly wrong sequel#kth series#taehyung series#kim taehyung series#taehyung fluff#taehyung angst#taehyung smut#kth angst#kth fluff#kth smut#kim taehyung fluff#kim taeyung angst#kim taehyung smut#bts smut#bts angst#bts fluff#tae
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Fic Writer’s Round Up: 2020
I was tagged by wonderful friendos @in-arlathan, @noire-pandora, @faerieavalon, @pinkfadespirit, @tevivinter, and @serial-chillr! Thank you so much, it was so interesting to see what you've been up to this year <3
2020 was a ride from start to finish and I considered not doing this at first because frankly, I wasn't particularly happy with my output this year, but I decided to give it a go and I was pleasantly surprised! This year has had a lot of ups and downs for me and there were plenty of times when I had a hard time putting words on the page, while others I couldn't stop. I've written primarily for Dragon Age and The Song of Achilles, and a little bit of Castlevania. In the below breakdown I've included all the fics I’ve written solo, both my published stuff as well as those that I plan on publishing in the near future (for my lengthier works, I’ve only included the chapters written in 2020):
Aran belongs to @oftachancer!
I don't know if you noticed the ~50k words of deleted stuff, but that was an entire arc that I wrote for A World With You, but decided it wasn't good enough so I scrapped and rewrote it. Those long gaps between updates this year? Yeah. That was it. I normally don't include deleted scenes in my overall wordcount but I decided to add this out of spite because it was a lot of hard work and it may or may not have had me sobbing into my coffee once or twice. Anyway. MOVING ON.
I also co-wrote A LOT with my friendo @oftachancer this year! It all started with a Modern AU one-shot of Aran and Tristan as college roommates, which then derailed into an epic adventure of about 250,000 words (placeholder title: Never Let Me Go) as well as a prequel of about 180,000 words of the boys before they went to college, which is currently being published on AO3 (Playground Love). We also published a smutty one-shot for Kinktober (Tea and Corsets). I love those boys so much, and I’m excited to write more of them. I have also co-written a few scenes for the Band!AU @oftachancer and @midnightprelude have been working on, which has been so much fun and I look forward to writing more! So, total wordcount for co-written stuff is approximately 445,000 words, not including a couple one-shots that we’ve written and posted on Tumblr and I’m too lazy to track down now, or others that haven’t been published yet but will soon!
New Things I Tried This Year:
Co-writing two massive, novel length fics was definitely a first, I had a lot of fun world-building with @oftachancer, and it gave me the opportunity to develop some of my OCs that had been lurking in my mind for a really long time. I also started writing for a new fandom, TSOA, and that has definitely been a highlight in my year. I grew up reading the Iliad and ancient greek myths, and to see them brought to life was very rewarding. It has also been a lot of fun finding ways to integrate ancient greek lore in my works, I really love it!
Fic I spent the most time on: A World With You, although Playground Love and Never Let Me Go are close seconds!
Fic I spent the least time on: To Build A Home. I wrote it in only a couple sittings after finishing Season 3 of Castlevania because I had so many feels! Chapters 1 and 2 of High-Flying Birds were also written on my phone in less than an hour, because again I was overwhelmed with feels after finishing The Song of Achilles.
Favourite things I wrote: I am really proud of everything I’ve written this year, especially since it was such a stressful year and writing gave me a much needed escape! But I'm going to choose a few highlights, purely based on the satisfaction they gave me while writing, and how often I've gone back to reread them (does anyone else do that?? Lol): Viper in Tall Grass, because I enjoyed the heck out of writing in the Witcher Universe. Chapter 2: Thorn, from High Flying Birds, which was one of those scenes that practically wrote themselves and I still like the way it turned out. Lastly, Chapter 28: The Prodigal Son and Chapter 29: In Water Waist Deep from AWWY. They were both really challenging to write but in the end they were worth it and I personally feel it’s some of my best writing yet. I always get emotional when I go back to reread them.
Favourite Things I Read: I’ve read a lot of published fiction this year, but not near as much fanfiction as I would have liked! I mentioned some of the fics I’m currently reading and loving in this post, but I’m going to make a more detailed fic rec post soon, so keep an eye out for that!
Writing Goals for next year: My primary goals for 2021 are to finish AWWY and High-Flying Birds so I can start working on some projects I’ve been wanting to post forever, but apart from that, I have no goals other than to have fun writing, and perhaps participate in more fic exchanges and challenges!
This post is terribly long (I’m usually rather quiet unless someone asks me to talk about my fics, and then I can’t shut up lol), but I want to thank every single person that has liked, reblogged and commented on my work, you guys are the best and there’s nothing like a comment or a thoughtful tag to make me want to create more!
I also want to give a special shoutout to @solas-disapproves, @in-arlathan, @midnightprelude, @tessa1972 and @oftachancer for being the lovely, inspiring people that they are, and for gifting me with wonderful fanart or fanfic this year that made me want to melt in a puddle, as well as to @tenmeooo-thefangirltrash for translating High Flying Birds to Vietnamese! (Check it out here) Thank you all so much, your friendship and support has meant the world to me ;w;
I’m sure that everyone has done this already, but I’m still going to tag @pikapeppa, @schoute, @schattengerissen, @zuendwinkel, @elveny, @fandomn00blr, @dafan7711, @dalish-rogue, @jeannedarcprice, @nug-juggler, @kittimau and @lavellanvibes for art or writing, because I always love seeing what you’ve been up to! If you’ve made it to the end of this humongous post, please consider yourself tagged, and tag me back so I can see your work too!
CHEERS, AND ON TO 2021!! <3
#fic roundup#dragon age#dorian pavus x trevelyan#pavelyan#the song of achilles#patrochilles#tsoa#castlevania#trevor x sypha#dragon age fanfiction#johaerys writes
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I can’t stop thinking about how wild The Witcher would be as a college au.
- Geralt is that one mysterious brooding senior that literally no one knows anything about. He’s super smart but barely talks to anyone. No one knows what he’s majoring in bc his classes are kind of all over the place. (He probably doesn’t even really know what he’s majoring in.) A lot of people think he’s weird bc his hair is all white/grey bc his family has some dumb gene where they go white/grey hella early. He sometimes wears yellow eye contacts to a) make people be scared of him so no one will talk to him and b) bc he doesn’t like how he looks in his glasses. He’s on the football team and the wrestling team taking people out on the daily but he’s also the founder of the fencing club. People are either in awe or him or afraid of him, and very few choose to approach him. He likes to volunteer at a local farm that has a lot of horses bc he prefers the company of animals. He’s taken a special interest to Yennefer and Jaskier, and he’s often getting into fights to defend them without their knowing.
- Jaskier is that freshman who is kinda a music prodigy (according to him) bc he’s had a couple of YouTube videos go viral for his old school type of music performance. (He bought what the seller claimed to be a “real, authentic lute” off of eBay, and he carries that thing around everywhere). He’s a music and art major and he may or may not be crushing hella hard on Geralt after Geralt agreed to be a male model in one of his art classes. His painting had the most details of all the class. He’s in the band and the choir, and he’s one of the few people who isn’t afraid to approach Geralt. He’s taken to calling Geralt “Ger Bear” and Geralt equal parts hates it and loves it. Jaskier has trouble making friends bc a lot of people think he’s annoying, but every once in a while he will surge in popularity when he writes a song about the football team and posts it on YouTube and Instagram. He likes to go live on Instagram a lot, and people call him out for blushing when he sees that Geralt is watching. He’s a hella movie and tv show buff, and he has plans to be in every play and musical the college presents.
-Yennefer is a bit of a legend despite being a junior. She’s arguably the smartest person at the college, but she’s gotten in trouble too many times to count. She dabbles in biology and chemistry a lot, but she also takes a lot of classes dealing with ethics and social issues bc she’s secretly passionate. She’s active in her sorority despite claiming that she thinks soroities are stupid. She loves her sorority sisters, and they love her even though she’s almost gotten the whole sorority shut down multiple times for dumb shit. She’s known as a legend for throwing the biggest party of the year. People blacked out. Someone set a whole carpet on fire. The cops were called, and she hooked up with the mysterious Geralt. She likes to keep him on his toes, keeping an on/off open relationship with him, leaving most of the school envious. She’s been voted homecoming queen every year, and this past year, she showed up in an all black mermaid style dress and purple contacts that she wears quite often now after two boys got in a fight over her. Previous years she wore a pant suit and a two piece crop top and skirt combo that highlighted ALL of her asserts. She craves the power she holds over people, but she’s also eager to get out of college and start a family.
#the witcher#geralt of rivia#jaskier#yennefer of vengerberg#netflix the witcher#college au#yall add to this if you want#its just been hella stuck on my mind
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Punk!AU Master List & Time Line
A collaborative Modern Witcher AU written by @ficsandcatsandficsandcats and myself, in which Jaskier, Geralt, & Yennefer are members of the punk band Vicious Mockery and the reader is a fan who ends up coming along with them on tour and begins dating Jaskier. Also features a couple of original characters and rival Valdo Marx.
*denotes smut
Drabbles/One Shots
Prequel/Past
Shut Up and Dance ( Valdryn )
A Good Look on You ( Valdryn )
*Choice Accomidations ( Valdryn )
Prequel 1 ( Jaskier x Indie!Reader )
Blonde ( Valdo x terrible decisions )
*Prequel 2 ( Jaskier x Indie!Reader )
Main Storyline
*Fingered in the Bus ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Mosh Pit ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Hugs ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
*Backstage ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
*Wearing his Shirt ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Piercings ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
*Mistakes Were Made ( Valdryn )
Twister ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Stay Away from Aevryn ft. Valdo ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
*More Mistakes Were Made ( Valdryn )
-> Road Trip takes place approx. here <-
*Distractions ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Too Drunk to be Driving ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
A Favour ( Valdryn )
Proposal ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Tattoos ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
D&D ( The Whole Gang )
Tour Bus Snuggles ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
A Puppy ( Valdryn / Platonic!Valdo x Reader )
Stupid Handsome Face ( Valdryn )
A Perfect Proposal ( Valdryn )
Fetch ( Valdryn )
Swift-Marx Wedding ( Valdryn )
*A Very Valdryn Honeymoon ( Valdryn )
Breakfast in Bed ( Valdryn )
Not Good Enough ( Valdryn )
Can’t Sleep ( Valdryn )
Disaster Wedding ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Staycation Honeymoon ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Double Date ( Jaskier x f!Reader / Valdryn )
First Fight ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Just Good Like That ( Valdryn )
Washing Hair ( Valdryn )
Cabin in the Woods ( The Whole Gang )
Movie Night ( The Whole Gang )
*In the Cemetary ( Valdryn )
Don’t What Me ( Valdryn )
Future [ft. Sam, Ciri, & Nic]
Tea & Nursery ft. Valdo ( Jaskier x f!Reader / Platonic!Jaskier & Valdo )
Girl’s Night ( The Punk!Girls )
Giving Birth ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
I found you in crying in the bathroom at the Grammys ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Sam’s First Birthday ( The Whole Gang )
First Word ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
The Kiss Monster ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
First Anniversary ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Future ft. Sam ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
Brunch ( The Whole Gang )
Introducing Ciri ( Geralt x Yennefer )
Ciri’s Room ( The Whole Gang )
Uncle Valdo ft. Sam ( Jaskier x f!Reader / Valdryn )
Twinsies ft. Sam & Ciri [ Jaskier x f!Reader / Valdryn )
Pre-teen Sam ( Jaskier x f!Reader )
It Was Always Him, Wasn’t It ( Valdryn )
Sweets ft. Pre-teen Sam & Nic ( Valdryn )
First Date ft. the Uncle Squad ( Sam x Nic )
Jealous ( Sam x Nic )
Promposal ( Sam x Nic )
Series
Road Trip (takes place after More Mistakes Were Made) - Completed
Part 1 — Coming Out of My Cage
Part 2 — Out Here in the Field
*Part 3 — It’s All Over Baby, But I’m Still Yours
Part 4 — But Where’s Your Heart
Part 5 — If You Need Anyone
Part 6 — Your Shockwave Whisper has Sealed Your Fate
Part 7 — It Was Not Your Fault, But Mine
Part 8 — Hold Out Your Hand
Part 9 — And We’ll All Float On Okay
Famous Last Words [ Valdryn / Platonic!Jaskier & Aevryn ] (Prequel) - Hiatus
Part I — I Can't Do Everything but I'd Do Anything For You
Part II — All I Do is Kiss You Through the Bars of a Rhyme
Part III — I Can't Do Anything Except Be in Love With You
Art
Punk!Jaskier
Punk!Yennefer
Punk!Aevryn (oc)
Punk!Geralt
Punk!Valdo
Masterpost
Picrew: Gang + 2nd Gen
Valdryn Commission - Varrix
Valdryn Commission - Soddingcloudgazer
Aev & Valdo Portrait Commission - witchesconstellation
Headcanons
General Punk!AU HCs
Punk!Jaskier & social media HC
Punk!Valdo HCs
Punk!Aevryn HCs
Aevryn Faceclaim
Aevryn n//sfw alphabet
Favourite down time activities
Vicious Mockery’s reaction to fanart/fic
Tour bus HCs
Does the gang smoke?
Keystone moments (to write)
Drinking HCs
Ultimate Ship Meme: Valdryn
updated: 8/29/2021
#punk!au#punk!au masterlist#punk!jaskier#punk!jaskier x reader#punk!geralt#punk!yennefer#punk!valdo#punk!aevryn#valdryn#punk!valdryn#jaskier x reader#gerennefer
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@sqvalors tagged me in a lil writing meme... if you’d like to participate please do and tag me!
ao3 name: fluorescentgrey but i also post some things as drglass (dr. glass is the second song on the fluorescent grey EP by deerhunter, so if i make another pseud it will be likenew, then washoff, etc.)
fandoms: about two thirds of my fics are harry potter or star wars but there are a lot of random little goodies. currently i have shifted into the terror (2018) mode.
number of fics: 59 right now... i will throw a party when i get to 69...
fic i spent the most time on: this is funny because some of these technically took me like six months or more of working on them extremely intermittently... namely, bone machine. the series in the garden has taken me the most time generally... and in that, minuet did take me several months of working really hard while i had a schedule / commute that was not conducive to having a creative practice...
fic i spent the least amount of time on: hilariously, literally my most popular fic by ninety miles, the witcher PWP that i wrote out of spite in two or three hours.
longest fic: the source codes series... particularly heelstone which is 102k. i wrote these two stories in a single summer like a crazy person and i hate talking about them because i find them WAY too gooey. honestly, that’s why they are so long. it’s all the gooeyness!!!!!!
shortest fic: yes, the answer is the witcher porn again (this silly thing is going to be the answer for many other questions in this little meme but i’m just going to stop talking about it while i’m ahead). the west end is just about 50 words longer and is much better and is a much better and more interesting story.
most hits: we’re just going to pretend it’s sex and dying in high society, which has the second most hits. this is certainly due to the fact that @wolfstarwarehouse hypes this story a lot for which i am endlessly grateful!
most kudos: recovery position has the second most kudos so let’s go with that one! i have been very touched by the response to this story, though i do personally like the sequel beachcoma a little more... i understand why not everyone wants to read it because it is a little more bittersweet. but it also comes from my soul.
most comment threads: the two stories in the source codes series are leading here, because i only posted two chapters at a time so that i would get maximal validation, lol.
most bookmarks: in order to talk about a story i haven’t talked about yet, the rosary has the fourth-most. i think this fic is truly my r/s swan song... i said everything i wanted to say and did everything i wanted to do. it’s a really good mystery/noir story that i didn’t think i could pull off until i did! and i love the OCs in it who have sort of manifested these secret headcanons for me that i may expostulate upon someday. thank you to @piovascosimo for the inspiration to write it.
total word count: 1,000,478. lol!
favorite fic i wrote: cannot possibly choose but probably the top five in order of date posted are: desperado, a handful of dust, doom town, beachcoma, jump into the fire
fic i’d rewrite / expand on: i already said all of source codes because it’s way too gooey, i also could make hard time killing floor blues a lot tighter, and a memoir of the flesh deserves a way better ending because i was rushing to make the yuletide deadline...
share a bit of a WIP: i was trying for a while to write a band of brothers AU where they are vietnam vets who start growing cannabis... based on the steve earle song “copperhead road.” this could have been SO good but the plot was too huge and unwieldy so i gave up. my roommate is obsessed with this idea and keeps asking me how it’s going so i may yet finish. but there’s a bit below the cut.
The knock at the door in the night was a sharp shock, bright as lightning, that sent them both back to Khe Sanh and before. Nix ducked. Dick went behind the doorframe. They kept low into the kitchen, where Nix took his old officer’s pistol out from where he kept it hidden behind the fridge. Then they went to the door, keeping to the edges of the hallways.
On the porch was Liebgott. He could have made his own way in likely right onto the couch without either of them noticing, so it was something that he had knocked on the goddamn door. It was particularly something given that none of the boys from Easy should have known about the grow operation, or even about Dick’s farm, being as Dick’s address on file at the V.A. was a post office box in town and Nix’s was still in Jersey. These considerations were nil to somebody who had spent the better part of five years in the bush of Vietnam. He took a last draw from his cigarette and put it out against the rubber sole of his boot, then he put the butt in his pocket. As far as Nix knew, he hadn’t said a word since January 1970.
“Joe,” said Dick diplomatically. He put his hand out and Liebgott took it. Then he took Nix’s. He had handsome dark eyes, but they were full of a wall. You could tell he saw you, but it was like nothing followed the necessary channels to the brain to spur emotional response. It had been like this even while he was still talking, and after a while you got used to it.
“You comin' in,” said Nix, knowing he probably would even if he wasn’t invited.
Inside, they all three sat at the kitchen table in silence nobody was about to break. Finally Dick got up and went to the drawer where they kept the rollies and their share of the product. He passed a sheaf of papers and a film canister full of bud to Liebgott across the table. Nix understood as well as Dick apparently did that there would be no getting anything over on this kid, who had eyes in the back and sides of his head. He’d probably had a nice tour of the property before coming inside. “You hungry, son,” Dick said.
Liebgott shook his head. He extracted one of the buds from the canister and inspected it. They did look mighty good if Nix said so himself. They looked artful in Liebgott’s hand. There were black scabs across his knuckles and a dark rime of filth under those fingernails which still existed. He seemed satisfied enough with what he saw to take a paper out of the sheaf and start shredding the flower into it.
“Captain Nixon calls it Easy Diesel,” said Dick, like he was trying to pretend it wasn’t the funniest thing in the world.
Liebgott looked up and a smile flashed across his face like the savage golden light of a flare falling over the far hills. His smile was sort of brutal, like the edge of a knife in a barfight, or like a seething animal. Luckily it went away as quickly as it had come. He rolled the joint with a quick grace and lit the business end with his old silver Zippo Nixon hadn’t seen since the war. There was a skull engraved on one side and on the other it read IF YOU ARE RECOVERING MY BODY, FUCK YOU.
“I don’t know how you found us, Joe,” Dick said thoughtfully. “You don’t have to… tell us. But we ain’t exactly keen to have just anybody here.” He paused and looked quickly to Nix, who tried to make it abundantly clear by means of eyebrows that he wasn’t sure they ought to go down this road, wherever it was leading. Dick ignored him. Liebgott was watching them, fully understanding their attempted clandestine exchange. “We ain’t exactly keen to have the DEA here,” Dick said at last.
The cherry at the end of the joint atomized with a crackling hiss. Liebgott looked between Dick and Nix with extreme seriousness sullied only by his exhaling a dignified white cloud out his nose. Then he nodded, once, curtly, demonstrating he understood his orders as they had been relayed.
Nix flashed Dick what he thought was a what have you done type look. But Dick looked totally unbothered. He should have gone into this business years ago for how violently unflappable he was. He said to Liebgott, “I’ll get some blankets and you can make up the couch.”
Liebgott shook his head to say no need. He got up, careful not to scrape the chair against the floor, shook each of their hands again, and in less than a minute’s time he was back out the door with nothing more than what he’d come in with except the joint.
Nix and Dick, on the porch, listening to the crickets, watched him disappear into the darkness.
“Are we hallucinating,” said Nix eventually.
“I sure as hell hope not,” Dick replied. “We’ve got to ship all that product or we’ll starve.”
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In the morning Nix was in the field, inspecting the plants. Liebgott was standing there at his quarter for god knew how long before he cleared his throat and Nix jumped about six feet in the air. There was a smirk shifting across Liebgott’s face that he would have been better about hiding when Nix had been his commanding officer. He looked like he hadn't slept. Back over there he had looked like that a lot, but it had been different, because of all the uppers they were taking. He cocked his head back over toward the long driveway and then he was off across the dew-wet grass which had already soaked through the hems of his canvas pants and his destroyed shoes.
Nix followed, like a duckling behind a hen. Liebgott still walked as though there were eyes in all sides of his head quickly processing information as he moved. Nix doubted you ever lost that kind of skill, even if in the real world it made you look like a mental patient. He caught up so they could walk side by side through the dew-wet grass. “What did you think,” he asked Liebgott.
Liebgott passed Nix the universal sign of furrowed brow that meant please clarify.
Nix gestured with pinched fingers to his own mouth as though Liebgott were also deaf. “The grass.”
He shaped his hand into an a-ok sign.
“You get any sleep?”
He nodded an infinitesimal nod, like the answer was a secret just for Nix to know.
“Well if you think it could be better just tell me how.”
Nix had had a high school friend whose sister was deaf from scarlet fever and whom he had watched on occasion communicate with her by means of sign language. Early on, back over there, he had sent off to command for a book, but by the time it came he understood it wasn’t that Liebgott couldn’t speak, he just didn’t want to. It was something like how people’s hair supposedly turned white if they witnessed some evil thing, or how people became ascetics in the name of god. If you were really fucked up on drugs or fear or otherwise, or if the natural magical thinking from childhood hadn’t been fully beaten out of you, you might have seen it as the sacrifice he had given to the forest for letting him out without a scratch so many goddamn times. It had been a bit of a trial to explain this to Spiers, who was practical almost to a fault, sometimes.
Liebgott showed another a-ok sign. Then he did a thumbs up which Nix knew meant it was good.
All in all it was smart. If he was still talking, Nix might have asked him, what have you been up to? You been sleeping on the street? You been to the V.A.? What did they tell you? And the answer would’ve been nothing good. Instead they just walked in the cool grass together in the sunshine and the morning was beautiful, and the air was sweet. It was all lovely until Liebgott had to physically stop him, laughing, somehow silently but also hysterically, from stepping right onto the razor-thin tripwire stretched invisibly across the dark gravel.
In the kitchen, Dick was doing the numbers. He took his glasses off when Nix came in and put the coffee on. “He learned a thing or two from Charlie,” Nix said, leaning against the counters.
“Who, Joe?”
“Our driveway is thoroughly ratfucked.”
“Hmm,” said Dick. He put the glasses back on and turned back to the accounting book. He was going to do this whole thing as above board as was humanly possible. The vivid daylight came through the window and struck the lens of his unstylish Ray-Bans and threw a kind of prism of color upon the white paper and the chicken-scratch sums. Nix felt like maybe this was something you would paint if you had the necessary implements and artistic ability. “Maybe we should see if we can get any more help.”
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He was mildly ashamed to say it, but the doc had always kind of creeped Nix out. He imagined a hypothetical conversation with Dick, who he knew loved the kid, almost like a son: Listen, don’t get me wrong, he’s a good kid, I owe him my life, yadda yadda. But either he’s dropped the brown acid one too many times or the voodoo exorcism went FUBAR.
The doc had arrived on the farm on the heels of Sunshine and Rainbows, aka Mr. Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed, aka one Edward “Babe” Heffron. Nix had written Babe in South Philly, being as he was a connoisseur of bud and once upon a time had been famed among their company for smoking anything anyone put in his hand, often to his own detriment. The operation was getting big enough that Nix needed another pair of hands, other than Liebgott, of course, who was still fortifying the long driveway whilst giving away his cover by playing Led Zeppelin IV as loudly as was possible. It was a tough calculation, because Babe was a genius of pot, but he couldn’t keep a damn secret, and lo and behold he had dragged along with him a dark shadow in the human form of Eugene Roe. They came up the driveway in a big old Ford pickup that rattled its rust off in the potholes. Liebgott had dismantled the traps specially for their arrival when they had called from Williamsport to say they were an hour out.
“I figured we could use a medical professional to lend some credibility to the operation,” said Babe thoughtfully, sparking a joint on the porch over sweating jam jars of iced tea.
Roe snorted or something but it wasn’t really a normal person’s self-effacing laugh. Winters clapped his back. Nixon knew Roe had dropped out of medical school after two years but there was no need to say anything. Everyone knew that. Now he was working construction and Babe claimed to be working as a mechanic in a garage, but this seemed suspect given the state of the car they had driven up in.
“Well we sure as hell are glad you boys are here,” said Dick magnanimously.
Babe exhaled an opaque cloud that rivaled Nix’s own father’s ability with a stogie. “Can we see the bush?”
They went out all together to the field and ducked between the rows of corn. Babe knelt in the soil. It was damp with dew and quiet in here. It would have been almost like over there except it smelled good. “What’s the cross,” Babe said, inspecting the plants.
“It’s an indica blend…”
“Well, I can tell that,” he said.
“So you’re an expert on the plant now too?”
“I’ve just smoked an awful lot of joints in my life, Captain Nixon.”
Roe snorted again. When they all looked to him he said, “You said in the letter there was some kind of altruistic reason for all this.”
“It’s medicine, Gene,” Babe said gently, but also like they had had this conversation thirty thousand times. Nix filed away for later the intimation that Roe had read the letter he’d sent Babe at home in South Philadelphia.
“I guess you don’t remember the psychic break you had at the Do Lung Bridge.”
Babe waved this remark off, even though Nix remembered it too. It threw a chill down his back, like a water balloon had hit him at the base of his neck. “That was laced,” Babe said.
“With what!”
“I don’t know! Something bad!” Babe turned to Dick and Nix. “Gene’s teetotal,” he said, like this was a big old point of contention.
So that counted out the bad acid. Maybe he was just like this. Maybe he had had those big sad bug eyes as a child or an infant or a fetus in the womb. “Good on you, Doc,” Nix said.
“I ain’t trying it,” Roe said, folding his arms over his narrow chest, “no matter what it does.”
The doc was a tough cookie. Babe had claimed, over there, about as high as the Byrds song, that the doc came from a long line of the kind of folks described in Dr. John’s “Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya Ya” and that, as such, he could heal wounds with his mind. When it didn’t work, as on the night when Jackson died, or the night when Hoobler died, or in the forest when Muck and Penkala died, or the night when Liebgott stopped speaking, he went to sit for a while on the edge of camp until Dick went over and made him eat something. Nix watched them in a state of confused envy, and then he went to write the letters to the families, so that Dick wouldn’t have to.
At dusk, after they ate a light dinner of corn on the cob and rice and beans, he took the boys up into the hayloft with an armful of blankets. “Sorry this is the best we got,” he said. He had said that about a hundred god damn times since they got here.
Roe looked like he wanted to say, you’ve got to stop apologizing for everything. Instead he said, “Where does Lieb sleep.”
Babe perked up. “Joe’s here?”
“You didn’t see him in the driveway?”
Nix sighed. “He’s gonna want to know what he did wrong that you saw him,” he said.
“Does he still — ”
Nix shook his head. “Not a peep.”
In a couple days time, he couldn’t take it anymore, and he was hot and tired and stoned, up to his elbows in earth in the field, showing Babe how to replant the hatchlings he’d grown from seed. “You guys room together or what?”
“Me and Gene?” Babe’s eyes were red in the corners from smoking and from the sun. “What about you and Dick?”
Dick, who had the radio on inside turned up as loud as it would go, so that they would hear it in the field, playing Crosby Stills and Nash doing “Suite: Judy Blue Eyes.” “What about me and Dick?” said Nix.
Babe was a smart kid. He realized this was going nowhere. With muddy hands he popped one of the seedlings out of its little pot and cradled it into the ground. “Well, I think he thinks he’s looking after me, but in actuality, I am looking after him.”
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hmm favourite bruabba au? 😌💜
oo i dont know!!
i gotta love the vampire au,, classics <3
i love fantasy so much
(if youve seen the witcher, omg- boy, have i thought of witcher abbacchio )
surprisingly, the college au does have to be on like the lower end if i had to put aus on a list. (ik, the irony of me writing for college au all the time).
for college au, its just something that sticks in my brain and makes it easier for me to write, but i lose like the grasp of the ‘world’ i envision very quickly.
honorable mentions:
band au: the art is always so good, love the idea of abbacchio on base and bruno as vocals
merfolk au: love merfolk in general <3 + the challenges that come with human! bruno and merman!abbacchio.
highschool au: idk how this would include the rest of bucci gang with some of the age gaps, but! cool concept, probably LOTS of angst.
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WIP Meme 10/20/2020
Tagged by: @mandakatt
Look at what you've done. How dare you. I'm not even sure this is all of them. I think some are hidden in gdocs yet. Argh.
Tagging: @egodominustuus @thelostknee @linwyrms-lair @gracethescribbler @skywalking-across-the-galaxy @khantoelessar @zpansven
Read the list under the cut.
1: A Child of Blood
2: Eileen - Birds of a Feather
3: BtVS - Lupercalia - Xander - Wolfthreat - WIP
4: BtVS - PT Alexander Harris Auroresbrother - Denguards - LUPERCALIA - WIP
5: Buffy the Witcher
6: SynthSil - Ascendent Ab Inferis (Lux Aeterna AU)
7: Boys in Blue
8: Butterfingers the Deathclaw
9: Piper - (Lupercalia)
10: Sil/Jack
11: CM - Lupercalia WIP - Red
12: CM - Lupercalia WIP -
13: AC/FFXV - Des and Noct swap places - ffxv Halloween bang
14: Trigun x Outlaw Star
15: Gargoyles x Ronin Warriors
16: Power Rangers x Ronin Warriors
17: Ronin Warriors x Outlaw Star
18: Rurouni Kenshin x Yu Yu Hakusho
19: Dragons Breath -- DAO&RW
20: Farcry 5 / What Became of Edith Finch - Eddie
21: Farcry 5 / What Became of Edith Finch - Jake
22: Gundam Wing - With Daemons WIP
23: GW Pacific Rim
24: GW&IA&FFX - Auron - Roulette - Unlikely
25: Hobbit/RW - Bilbo -
26: House Ronin Warriors
27: RK-Xmen = Dragon Teeth
28: RW-PJ
29: RWSG1
30: SG1/JOS - Third - In a God's Bedroom
31: ST/RW
32: SW/GW - Brothers and Sisters [clonefic]
33: Thor-x-Ronin Warriors
34: Noctis (Final Fantasy XV) / Levi (Attack on Titan) - Hunting [Noctis in AoT]
35: Hiei (Yu Yu Hakusho) / Prowls (Exalted) - Stars [Prowls adopts Fire Demon baby]
36: Noctis (Final Fantasy XV) / Ezio (Assassin’s Creed) - Family [Assassins in FFXV]
37: Kuwabara (Yu Yu Hakusho) / Anakin Skywalker (Star Wars) - Honor [Kuwabara unfucks SW]
38: Kuwabara (Yu Yu Hakusho) / Dex-Star - Love [Kuwabara adopts a Red Lantern Cat]
39: Voltron/Escaflowne
40: When the Night Comes/Arcana crossover
41: YYH/Naruto - Kurama - Foxkids
42: CSI NY - Lupercalia WIP -
43: Dark Matter - Hiro - [Lupercalia] - WIP
44: Every Warden Ever - WIP -
45: Nelaros and F!Tabris as wardens
46: Salazar - Crowbar Fic
47: Carslile/Sil - Highschool
48: Joan rambles
49: Junior - (Best laid plans)
50: Junior - Outsider
51: Junior - The G.O.A.T.
52: Junior rambles
53: MacCready - Big Town Blues
54: MacCready - Radstorm
55: Nora - Line-dried Laundry (Lupercalia)
56: Pandora -
57: Pandora - Lupercalia Fic - [Inside Pandora's Box]
58: Pandora rambles
59: Russian Roulette - Silas deathfic
60: Sil/X6 rambles
61: Silas - Demon Summoner AU - A Leaf in the Wind
62: Silas King - Snow Angels (Papawolf!Renigald)
63: Silas King - Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy (Operation: Rescue Quinn kidfic)
64: Silas rambles
65: Winter Animals (papa!Artem)
66: Y7 - All the Things I Didn't Say
67: Ambulo
68: Contritum Coronam
69: to abstain from doing harm
70: A General Gift
71: ABO nicias&caleb/nicola
72: An Army - Prompto & Ignis - Blood and Water
73: Andali misc
74: Ardyn - (Triplets verse)
75: Cathedral of You fanfiction
76: Cor -
77: Cor - Dawnfire - WIP
78: Dave - [Scourgeverse]
79: FFXV Glaive Lupercalia
80: FFXV Prompto Lupercalia
81: Galahdian Noctis au
82: give a brother wings
83: Halloween '19 d2
84: Halloween '19 d3
85: Halloween '19 d4
86: Halloween '19 d5
87: Halloween '19 d7
88: Noct raises Ardyn
89: Nyx -
90: Prompto - Terrible Things
91: Sealions - Cor - The Dance
92: snowchild (Lupercalia wolfProm fic)
93: The Feral Coeurl of Galahd (Galahdian!Cor fic)
94: Transplant Fic Box
95: Vipers Victim
96: what fire burns
97: IA - Kasmir!Oliver Briggs - WIP
98: IA - Nebrija x Arzu - Family - WIP
99: David and kids
100: David and Bridget, Combat Skills
101: David vs Simon Fight
102: Bridget tending David
103: Music *http://youtu.be/G2ZKKXCuaYc?t=9m46s
104: Seduction
105: Wish
106: Destiny
107: xerxes
108: Giayl - Wolflords (Lupercalia)
109: LotRO - Aegliraan - Caran Dagra - WIP
110: Lupercalia - Shepard - Star-light, Star-bright
111: ME - OC - Blood And Water
112: Black Cats and Broken Mirrors Chapter 5
113: Itachi - Step Two
114: The Hardest Part - Chapter One - Alone
115: 100+ Words list
116: Bioshock - Big Daddy - ABO verse
117: Character Roulette 2
118: Life of Redemption
119: A lover's homecoming
120: The Dreaming Cord
121: Logan - (This is what it's like) - WIP
122: Outlander - Kainan - (wolf fur and dragon teeth)
123: SPCH - drabble
124: Thor - All The Little Children [Lupercalia]
125: Thor - Lupercalia WIP - Frigga -
126: WoW - Livieva - Puppy At Heart
127: Haruko - Genji lives path
128: McHanzo Timetravel Shenanigans
129: Overwatch - Yuuma - Nest of Vipers - Big Bang
130: Stan/Haruko
131: Stanfic
132: Taijo Aitai tinyfic
133: Yuuma Op
134: Mia - Lupercalia fic - The Chosen Ones ch2
135: RW - Lupercalia - Arago & Hariel - Blood and Ashes - WIP
136: Ryou - Coal Dust - GIFT - WIP
137: Seiji - Kagome, Kagome
138: Seiji & Cale - Quadrature Pt2 - GIFT - WIP
139: Yulie WIP
140: Dinner
141: Bamboo
142: Travel
143: Sting
144: City
145: Noise
146: Titan
147: Oddyseus
148: Hera
149: Archangel
150: Centaur
151: Gorgon
152: Rainforest
153: Music
154: Groot
155: Plagues
156: Courage
157: Rage
158: Belief
159: Joy
160: Horoscope
161: Family
162: Obligation
163: Friend
164: Loneliness
165: Anakin - - timetravel fic tcw/ep7
166: Anakin / Rey - A Pocket Full of Sand (Reincarnation Fic)
167: Eurynome - Monsters in the Dark
168: Eurynome - Supernova?
169: Jeeri -
170: Shmi Skywalker - Son of Sands [Aniwolf]
171: Snowdrops
172: Star Wars AU Fics
173: StarWars - WIP
174: Trials and Shenanigans (Bits and Pieces)
175: We Shouldn't Be Friends
176: SG1 - Sam - - WIP
177: SG1 - Sam&Jack - - WIP
178: SAO - Yui - SAOFest - Marching Band
179: SAO - Yui - SAOFest - What Big Sisters Are For
180: SAO w Jaegers - Silica - WIP
181: Series: Bad Plan
182: Arrow&RW - Oliver - - WIP
183: Cye - Homecoming (Multiverse)
184: Papa!Cye
185: little shadows far reaching
186: Untitled document
187: Voltron - Keith -
188: Geralt - Witchwolves [Lupercalia]
189: Hell Hath No Fury
190: Chapter 3
191: Adventures of Maiwen Tanet
192: Art of Living
193: Asclepius
194: Bloodlines
195: Bondsiblings
196: Cats Cradle
197: Smoke Song
198: Darkness Watching
199: Desert Sands
200: Dragon's Cross
201: Dragonkin
202: Fractured
203: Hydra
204: Lyric Book
205: Poetry Book
206: Red Moon Kisses
207: Rupert's Drop
208: Feyborn
209: Superheros
210: Wonderland
211: A Mother's Love
212: Harry Potter and the Light of the Moon
213: Minor Troubles
214: Roses In Stained Glass
215: Even God Can't Save You Now
216: Mirrors Edge -
217: Our Secrets
218: Mica Sands
219: SG1/RW
220: They Call Them Ghosts
221: We All Bleed
222: In A House Of Brittle Bones
223: With A Crash of Thunder
224: Digital Shards [YGO/Digimon]
225: God Save The Queen
226: Fractured Light
227: AtlA/RW
228: NatM/YGO
229: SG1/StS
230: Van Helsing/Helsing
231: GW/Avatar
232: GW/JOH
233: Saving You
234: Firefly/Outlaw Star
235: GW/RW Reincarnation Is A Bitch
236: Escaflowne/RW
237: Mending Of Hearts Hope/Noel
238: The engines of iron Cindy/MTProm
239: Weaver's Undoing
240: A Nomad's surprise
241: A Soldier For Sale
242: Heir of Spring
243: The Ghosts of Haven
244: Master's Vengence gladio/prom d/s bdsm
245: The Unfortunate Ice Cream
246: The Perfect Hustle
247: The Adventure of Odie, the One Eyed Sock Puppet
248: Angels in the Attic
249: Mending the Sun
250: Numb to the Stars
251: Traitor of Heaven - ffx/ffvii
252: Isle of Iron
253: Irreverence
254: the empty tower
255: Bravery In Eternity
256: Changeling's Duel
257: Gilded Dispair
258: Wolfwan return of shark
259: Clonewolf O66
260: Time of the Wolf Lupercalia AU
261: Time of the Wolf Lupercalia snippets
262: Going Down (Cpt. America lupercalia)
263: wake up cpt+girls
264: Lokison
265: Uncle of Mine
266: The Things Wolfsisters Do
267: Howling
268: Shield Sisters
269: starhunter lupercalia
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ask game!Yippie! so i want to know: 14, 21 and 27. Thanks and have a good day u.u
Ehy there! Thanks, have a good day too and enjoy!
14. MC and creativity – any artistic inclinations? The place of art in their life – essential, ornamenental or non-existent?
David mostly like to sing or play the bass(after the Weird Sisters’s side-quest he learned to actually play it, just for fun)(and after the joke-excuse about bagpipes in the kitcher during the fifth year he is searching for a teacher to learn how to play bagpipes so he can play the Hogwart’s hymn with bagpipes xD) but he doesn’t like the idea of doing it for money/glory. People may have listened him singing around the school. His favorites bands are: ABBA, Genesis, Pink Floyd, Eagles, Metallica(singing Nothing Else Matter after the battle of hogwarts is his way to enjoy cooking breakfast) anything that sounds celtic or solemn. About Art, he is not a big fan, but he enjoys going to some museum. i don’t know if documentaries are a form of art but he likes them(even more during the Auror!AU)
21. What are their first adult years? How they go through the shift into adulthood?
For first adult years i usually mean after graduation but before the battle of hogwarts.
Spoiler Alert: Penny may be mentioned A LOT.
in Auror!AU is pretty much going around Hogwarts(Because something is always happening in that hellhole) or working a lot while exploring the laws and becoming more loyal to rules(He stops to exploit his Jager-curse wanting to be known as an authority but not in a “i’m going to use the laws at my own advantage”way). Everyday he is working just to come back home in Penny’s embrace(she is not an housewife but they’ve different turns so, usually except during holidays their days are something like: When Penny is tired, David is there to cook(with his white apron with tons of written dad jokes on it) and he already has prepared a bath for her, and viceversa, in their holidays usually they try to go somewhere and enjoy the day in a way or another, nothing is perfect but it works, at the end David is quite a quiet guy, rarely blame someone for something or shout(unless it’s important but with Penny?Seriously probably Penny is going to ask herself if she is simply unable to put David in a bad mood or he is faking his good mood?But Adult!David and David in general is a person who first ask himself what’s wrong, check if the problem is his fault and work on it to fix it, without letting Penny to know it because he is happy…one day we eat eggs[David’s kryptonite]?Who cares he hates them but he usually shut up and eat them anyway even if he is going to faint for the smell or the taste). Pretty much David hang around with his friends and his brother. In public/wizarding world David acts like he finally suppressed his Hunter/Factotum/FMA-Alchemist’s culture because he finally understands: Wizards and Witches hates his way to fight, they want him conformized, they want him to adapt to THEIR culture, THEIR traditions and suffocate what he learned BEFORE discovering that he has magic powers but during his job?David is the old good David that fight like a Witcher(Geralt of Rivia rules!) and Tonks or Jacob is David’s partner during their job, so David can deal with problems/criminals in his own way without having some boring old wizard questioning his methods.
in the Cursebreaker!AU(Read @lycopeneishere fanfiction, totally worth it), David and Penny have some time to deal with each other, re-learning and re-discovering each other(bc of the intro of the fanfic i like to think that David dates Chiara for a while but just the love ended, and friends like before). They both travelling a lot with Rakepick, they’re basically nomads so for them home is being together even in the Sahara’s Desert, facing the impossible. In this AU David is more eager to learn, he is happy in his travelling-misery(i mean Rakepick is kinda selfish, a room for her and Penny and David had to share a couch or a smaller room with two small beds). He learns that Hogwarts(and by extention the Great Britain) is quite small and not so great, between Brasil, Egypt and China/India(with a few stops in Romania). In this AU David being with just a few people related to Hogwarts re-discover his place in the world and his methods, he has to question himself and his culture because the people around him want results(Rakepick mostly) at any means necessary. After three years Dumbledore call them for a job where David can show what he became to Aunt Minnie/Minerva and Granpa Beard(Dumbledore) he is a morally white character who is grey-ish because he had to learn darker ways to deal with problems but his personality is not changed, he still is a funny guy who enjoys harmless pranks, weird puns and cooking for the people he loves, always ready to be an entertaiment for either acrobatic quidditch or messing with Draco Malfoy(harmless jokes and pranks).
27. MC’s magic – white, black or some shades of grey? Are they mainstream or do they push the envelope with niche stuff? Are they showy or subtle, systems oriented or intuitive? What’s their strong and weak points? Can they go wandless or wordless? Do they do tarot, divination or alchemy? NECROMANCY???
In general David fight like Geralt of Rivia(a sword or a knife, and a few wandless spells but tons of potions always ready in his belt) but because his culture as alchemist(FMA-style) during year 1 to 4 he uses mostly The Truth(of trasmutations) and bare-handed combat, rarely he uses his wand(it’s not his culture, is not something he likes to do, even if Minerva and Flitwick tried to force him to be a full-wizard instead of a witcher/closecombat-fighter) After Rakepick broke his wand, he choose to put his wand in his favorite knife so he can do spells and cut enemies altogether like this(almost):
(it’s not the exact aesthetic of David’s knife…but it’s close)
He doesn’t like swords or spears, he feels to need one hand free to grab the potions in his belt(Thanks Penny for the gift!
Right Arm: Ice/Water Trasmutation
Left Arm: Changing Trasmutation(he can trasform Iron in Gold or Diamond or Whatever he needs at the moment, mostly he use it on weapons or his own metallic arm to make it more resistant)
Legs: Wall Trasmutation(So he can jump/leap around or having a nice trampoline when he wants to swim xD)
His talents in magic are: Illusions(Both sound illusions and mirages), Water Spells(enough to trasform Aguamenti in a compressed-water gun, in the Auror!AU is faster in shooting with that spell), Legilimency(so he can read enemies moves, but he is even stronger in the Cursebreaker!AU), (in both adult!AUs David is obsessed in wandless-wordless magic, because he doesn’t want to let his enemies know what his next spells is). Even an harmless spell can become the next Killing-Curse in David(and his brother)’s hands.
#ask game#ask me anything#penny haywood#david jager denneth#hphm mc#hphm#hphm jacob#hphm tonks#Jaywood#penny x mc#penny x jacob's sibling#david x penny
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Hey there! It’s your Witcher Secret Santa! I was wondering if there is any particular AU you’re most interested in receiving featuring Jaskier and Yenn? Also, did you want any other characters included in the art? Thank you!
Oh hello!!!!! Let’s see, if the art is going to be Yennskier...Hmm, what AUs do I like for them? AUs I like seeing for this fandom specifically are Immortal Jaskier, Soulmates (tattoos, first words, OOH a situation where they try to find a way to break their soulmate connection but end up falling in love with each other along the way mwahahaha), Hanahaki (though I am a big baby when it comes to angst, so it would have to have a super happy ending lol).
As for AUs I think would be a good match for Yennskier specifically, I think: enemies-to-lovers obviously, maybe something like a Hades & Persephone AU? Yennefer being Hades and Jaskier being Persephone. Arranged marriage AU? Royalty AU? Pirate AU, Fae Jaskier AU, fellow spies, fake dating, oh there are just so many delicious choices!
AUs I also like in general: Superheroes, wingfic/winged creatures, college au, celebrity & fan or rival celebrities or (and this may be cliché or too obvious lol) singer/band au, coffee shop AU, childhood friends.
Ok, now that I’ve gone on an hour long tirade about AUs, I don’t need a bunch of characters if you just want to draw Jaskier and Yen, but the other characters I like are Ciri and Geralt
One last note - Thank you for being my Secret Santa!!!!! I’m very easy to please and I know I’ll be so excited by any gift I receive! Can’t wait to see what ya got!
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Get to know me meme
I was tagged for this meme by @blacksheep33512 and @joz-stankovich - thanks, dears! :*
I’m putting it under the cut ‘cause it’s quite a long thing...
1) Name/nickname: Agnieszka buuut since it might be tough to pronounce Agnes will suffice / I became attached to using “Lady” as my nickname.
2) Gender: female.
3) Star sign: mean Scorpio.
4) Height: 166 cm / 5,5 ft.
5) Hogwarts House: Internet tells me that I belong to Gryffindor.
6) Favourite animal: fox.
7) Hours of sleep: something about 6.
8) Dogs or cats: BOTH.
9) Number of blankets: one but it must be fluffy.
10) Dream trip: Scotland, Ireland, Iceland.
11) Dream job: ugh, I don’t have any.
12) Time: 1:43 pm.
13) Birthday: November 6th
14) Favorite Bands: Arctic Monkeys, Muse, Nothing but Thieves, Mumford & Sons, Florence + The Machine...
15) Favorite Solo Artists: Frank Sinatra, Damien Rice, Woodkid, Jack White, Aurora...
Don’t let me continue on the music ‘cause this post won’t ever end x.x
16) Song Stuck In My Head: Manson’s Killing Strangers.
17) Last Movie I Watched: Wonder Woman.
18) Last Show I Watched: Brooklyn nine-nine.
19) When Did I Create my blog: Over four years ago x.x
20) What Do I Post/Reblog: All kinds of stuff I currently like... lately mostly video games stuff, lots of fanarts and photographs of pretty places and things.
21) Last Thing I Googled: Synonyms for some English words xd
22) Other Blogs: I have an art side blog that I passionately neglect.
23) Do I Get Asks: Sooometimes.
24) Why I Choose My URL: ‘cause I would love to travel through time and space in the blue box...
25) Following: 716 x.x
26) Followers: 276
27) Lucky Number: 13
28) Favorite Instrument: I can't decide between violin and piano.
29) What Am I Wearing: t-shirt with Wonder Woman and very comfy pants.
30) Favorite Food: Chocolate.
31) Nationality: Polish.
32) Favorite Song: uuuh, difficult! I love Arabella by Arctic Monkeys but it’s not my only fave song xd
33) Last Book Read: The Witcher series would be the last thing I actually finished reading.
34) Top Three Fictional Universes I’d Like To Join: Mass Effect universe would be nice (minus the Reapers), Empire of the Isles from the Dishonored series (maaybe minus the rat plague) and the AU where I’m an accomplished person not the aimlessly floating speck of dust :)
I’m tagging @noonvraith @monochromenyghtmare @prohibited-affairs @trajektoria with no pressure ofc ;)
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Yugirl’s 5d’s AUs masterpost
Ok so who lost the count of Yugirl’s AU can raise a hand! *raises hand*
I guess it’s time to make a complete list… this is the post that will be constantly updated for all of my Yugioh 5d’s AUs! If you see the flower symbol, it means there’s fanart as well!
First of all, the most important ones:
Pirate AU (tons of art + friends’ fanfics! + 1 fanfic of mine) ✿
Medieval AU (art + friend’s fanfics + my fanfic!!!) ✿
Arabic AU (with a friend’s fanfics!!!!!) ✿
Family AU (there’s much more on @savage5dskids) ✿
Then there are more with headcanons and/or drawings (in alphabetical order):
Alice in Wonderland AU
Alita: battle angel AU ✿
Among us AU
Atlantis AU ✿
Avatar TLA AU ✿
Avengers AU (sometimes mistakenly tagged as marvel au) ✿
Band AU
Batman AU (bonus nightwing ✿ )
Black Clover AU
Bladesmith AU (a friend is drawing it too!)
Bleach AU ✿
Blue exorcist AU ✿
Boku no Hero Academia AU (with a friend’s fanfic!) ✿
Castelvania AU
Circus AU (includes The greatest showman AU) ✿
College AU (including high school au) ✿
cool eyes AU (?) ✿
D. Gray-man AU ✿
Darwin’s Game AU
Demon Slayer AU ✿
Detective Conan AU/ Gentleman thief AU
Game of Thrones AU ✿
Gamer AU (+ social media AU)
Fairy Tail crossover ✿
Fate Zero AU ✿
Free! AU ✿
Haikyuu!! AU ✿
Harry Potter AU ✿
Howl’s moving castle AU ✿
Inuyasha AU ✿
Ice skating AU
Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure AU ✿
Justice League AU
Mafia AU
Martial Arts AU
Mecha AU
Mermaid AU
Miraculous Ladybug AU ✿
Moana AU ✿
Mystic Messanger AU ✿
Noragami AU ✿
Pokemon AU ✿
Princess mononoke AU (tagged as mononoke au as well) ✿
Role swap AU
Soul Eater AU ✿
Space AU
Space race AU
Spirited Away AU ✿
Star Wars AU ✿
Superheroes AU
Teen Titans AU ✿
The Witcher AU
Treasure planet AU
Vampire AU
Viking AU
Voltron AU ✿
The list is most likely going to get longer... but anyway, this is all for now! A small portion of AUs was not included bc it was probably just an incomplete ask, with basically no real content. But each of those was tagged just in case!
And shout out to the writers @aceyugiohdreamer, @tenkasen, @animeauthor987, @misfits-den and @shadowdarkleonidascrusade who contributed to the creation of these universes with their amazing writing skills, I love you all <3 <3 <3
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Famous Last Words | Valdryn
Fandom: The Witcher Punk!AU (past)
Pairing: Valdo Marx x OC [ Aevryn Swift ] / Platonic!Jaskier x Aevryn
Word Count: 3363
Rating: T
Summary: A story of star crossed lovers, doomed from the start.
It’s no secret that Valdo Marx has been in love with his best friend Aevryn since they were children. He’s gotten everything he’s ever wanted in life handed to him, except for her – for her he’ll have to work, but for her he would do anything. However, when fame goes to his head he loses sight of what’s important and a series of mistakes leads him down an irredeemable path. This is the story of how Valdo loses her.
[ Part I | Part II | Part III ]
———
Part II - All I Do is Kiss You Through the Bars of a Rhyme
Jaskier strummed the lute experimentally, grinning when the notes finally came out in tune. He’d been tuning the damned thing for nearly a half hour already.
“Yessss,” Aevryn whispered excitedly. “I’m so glad this was worth it. We’re gunna get such an A.”
As Jaskier continued to play, his fingers reaching across the lute’s thick neck, Aevryn went back to working on their costumes, turning the sewing machine back on and pushing the fabric through carefully.
They were in Jaskier’s basement today, mostly because he wasn’t exactly keen on being interrupted by Valdo again and also because his mum said they could use her sewing machine.
“Y’know, I’m kinda surprised you know how to sew, Aev,” Jaskier mused with a dramatic strum, looking up at her.
“Why’s that?” she asked, glancing up and arching a brow at him.
“Uh, well, I mean. Just, uhm,” Aevryn let him flounder for a moment longer before cracking a grin. “It's actually pretty punk rock to sew, yeah? I started out just wanting to add some cool patches to my stuff, and now I’m altering clothes to make them more unique and even making my own sometimes, and that’s hella punk rock.”
“I guess you have a point,” Jaskier conceded, grinning at her before playing a decidedly modern guitar riff.
“So, what are your plans after high school?” Aev asked, changing the bobin out before continuing sewing.
“I’m not certain,” Jaskier mused. “My folks want me to go to uni, and if I do I’ll probably study music. The dream is to eventually start a band and tour the world.” He paused to glance over at her, blue eyes catching Aevryn’s sea-green. “What about you?”
“Oh. I dunno,” she mumbled, looking down. “My parents want me to go to uni too, and there’s this amazing art school in London that V’s already been accepted to and he’s been pestering me to go too, but…” she shrugged, trailing off and Jaskier could feel her trepidation.
“I’m guessing your boyfriend isn’t keen on that idea?”
“Something like that,” Aev muttered bitterly.
“Well hey, and no offence, but fuck him. No one that actually cares about you should hold you back like that. That’s just… that’s just selfish!” Jaskier cried, becoming more incensed the more he spoke.
“Yeah, I know,” Aevryn answered simply, picking at the colourful cloth in front of her. “Can I tell you something, Jask?” she asked after a moment.
From her tone Jaskier could tell it was something serious and he nodded, stilling his hands on the lute.
“...and not like I really expect you to say anything to him, but please keep this between us? Valdo’s worried enough as it is, even if he won’t say so.”
“Valdo Marx, worried about someone other than himself, and his stupid fucking hair?” Jaskier scoffed in mock surprise to Aevryn’s annoyance, her frown deepening.
“C’mon Jask, don’t,” she warned and he sobered.
“I’m sorry. What’s up, Aev? Talk to me.”
“I uhm, I’ve been thinking about breaking up with René.”
Jaskier’s brows rose before he schooled his face, setting the lute down. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Aevryn paused to swallow. “I just… don’t know how to.”
“Just tell him to fuck off. Or that you don’t want to be with him anymore. Or, I mean, and I wouldn’t normally say this, but you could do it over text.”
Aev made a doubtful face, but Jaskier was quicker.
“I mean, to be honest, Aev, and I can’t believe I’m actually saying this, but this may be the one and only thing Valdo Marx and I will ever be in agreement about, but I’m not really sure why you’re even with René in the first place. You don’t seem to have much in common and quite frankly you deserve much better.”
“Jask…” Aevryn murmured, taken aback by the vehemence in her friend’s voice. She bit her lip, fidgeting, “It was stupid. I… liked the attention at first, until I realized his jealousy is not endearing. And now I’m… I’m a little worried...”
Alarm filled her friend’s normally bright eyes. “You mean, like you’re scared he’ll hurt you if you break up with him?”
The heavy sigh that shook Aevryn’s body left her hunched over in her seat, her face resting in her hands. “I dunno…maybe?” she mumbled, the words muffled.
“Hey,” Jaskier exclaimed, rushing to her side. “I know I’m not exactly the toughest guy in school, but fuck, I’ll back you up if you want. Hell --” he groaned at the thought, but knew it was probably true. “I’m sure Valdo would too.”
“Thank you Jaskier,” Aev sighed, looking up at him. “I don’t really want you to get involved and possibly end up hurt too, but I’ll keep it in mind.”
——
The day of the group presentation arrived and the class had to quiet their giggles as Jaskier and Aevryn took the stage, dressed as medieval bards with their lute and violin. Flashing a grin to the class, Jaskier began their first song, a historically accurate recreation and soon the soft murmurs quieted as they listened to the duo’s music.
Even Valdo, who’d snorted derisively at Jaskier calmed, his eyes turning to Aev, watching raptly as she began to play; the sonorous melancholy notes of her violin gripping him.
In between songs Jaskier and Aevryn gave their presentation, ending with a modern song that had the rest of the class singing along as well.
“That was awesome!” Aev laughed in the hall after class, still wearing her costume. “No one’s gunna top that.”
“We make a good team,” Jaskier observed as he put the lute back in its case. “Y’know we could always start a two man band. Maybe find a drummer…”
“Oh please,” Valdo’s cold voice interrupted, instantly souring the mood and bringing a scowl to Jaskier’s lips. “If anyone were to start a band with Aev, it would be me.”
Aevryn rolled her eyes as she hefted her backpack and violin case over her shoulder. “Maybe we could all make a band together?” she scoffed sarcastically, clearly not in the mood for their fighting. “I’m gunna get changed, I’ll see you at lunch,” she said without waiting for either of them to respond and stalked off.
Valdo frowned as she walked away. “The fuck’s up with her?”
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe she’s tired of you being such a prick all the time,” Jaskier muttered, pushing past Valdo to go change as well, leaving him gaping after.
——
In the lunchroom some time later Jaskier found Aevryn sitting by herself, absentmindedly picking at her food, her face a distracted mask; eyes staring off at something in the distance, but not really seeing.
“Hey Aev?” he asked, setting his tray down, worry gnawing at him. “You okay?”
“Huh?” Finally snapping out of her thoughts she looked at Jaskier and sighed. “Yeah-yeah. No. I don’t know.”
Jaskier slowly lowered himself to the bench across from her. “What’s going on?”
Aevryn scoffed softly, turning her head away as she wiped tears from her eyes. “Just had a fight with René.”
“Oh?” Jaskier breathed, stepping carefully. “Did you… break up with him?”
“Yeah. I-I think so.”
“You think so? What uh, exactly does that mean?” Jaskier asked, his brows furrowing.
“He kept trying to talk me out of it, and I kept expecting him to get mad and explode or something, but he just… got real quiet and said I was making a big mistake and then he walked off. Does that mean we broke up?”
A grin cut through Jaskier’s worried frown. “It sure sounds like it to me. Are you -- do you feel relieved? I mean, this is what you wanted.”
Aevryn bit her lip and glanced down at her food. “I mean, I do feel relieved, but it feels like it was too easy and now I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop, as it were and I… I kinda also feel like shite at the same time.”
Hesitantly Jaskier reached across the table to pat her hand reassuringly, sharing a small smile with her. “That’s understandable. Even if you wanted it to end, you still have to grieve.”
“You have got to be kidding me,” Valdo exclaimed loudly, dropping his tray down next to Aev’s, and Jaskier quickly pulled his hand back across the table. On one hand, he didn’t want to give the wrong impression on how he felt about Aev, on the other it was so satisfying getting under Valdo’s skin.
Quickly wiping the remaining dampness from her eyes Aevryn flashed her friend a smile as he sat next to her, a frown darkening his face.
“Valdo, just the person I wanted to see,” she exclaimed brightly and his frown faltered.
“Oh?”
“Mhmm,” she hummed, her distracted expression from before nowhere to be found as she peered at both boys sitting with her. “Since I have you both here, my senior orchestra concert is tomorrow night and it’s this big event -- black tie and all that and, hush Valdo, I know you already know, I’m explaining it to Jaskier,” she said, cutting Valdo off as he opened his mouth, annoyance plain on his face as his green eyes flicked across the table.
“The reason I’m bringing it up is because I happen to be sans escort for the evening and I was hoping the both of you might like to come with me.”
Valdo’s mouth fell open and Jaskier was torn between amusement and trepidation -- of course he wanted to be there for Aevryn, but the thought of being there with Valdo Marx put a bit of a damper on things.
“Woah woah, hold up. One --” Valdo exclaimed, holding up a slim finger. “What happened to your original escort?” he asked with barely concealed contempt; not even bringing himself to say René’s name, “and two, we can’t both be your escort. That’s-that’s just not heard of!” Valdo spluttered indignantly.
Aevryn turned her eyes on him and he swallowed. “One, René is out of the picture. Period.” She paused to let that sink in and Valdo’s eyes widened, his mouth falling open even farther. “And two, I can do whatever the fuck I want. And right now I really want my two closest friends to be there for me tomorrow.” She shot Valdo a meaningful look that shouted ‘do not test me on this’ and also ‘please’ before turning her imploring gaze on Jaskier.
Knowing he couldn’t say no to that, Jaskier nodded. “I would be honored to come, Aev. Though I’m not sure where I’ll be able to find the proper attire with such short notice…”
Aevryn’s grin only grew, taking on a predatory cast, which she shifted back to Valdo.
“Oh no. Nonono,” he exclaimed quickly, helplessly.
“It seems to me the two of you are about a height with each other,” she pressed on as if he hadn’t spoken. “Valdo, if you would be so kind as to perhaps lend Jaskier a suit, I would love you forever.”
Blanching at her words, Valdo swallowed thickly, his eyes flicking between Aev and Jaskier.
Oh, Jaskier knew Valdo was done for already.
In fact, he wondered when the dark haired youth was going to make his move now that Aevryn was apparently single. It was obvious, well, to him at least, that Valdo harbored some serious ‘more than friends’ feels for Aev, but he also wondered if she was truly as oblivious as she acted, or if she in fact had feelings for him in return. Either way, it was nothing he really wanted to get in the middle of.
While he pondered this, across the table Aevryn apparently had been conducting a rather intense battle of wills with Valdo, who finally gave in, throwing his hands up as a very pleased grin stole across her face.
“Fine. I will lend an outfit to Pankratz, but don’t expect me to be happy about it!” Valdo declaimed, crossing his arms sullenly.
“Oh, I’m not expecting it,” Aev replied looking pleased as punch as she picked up her fork.
——
“If you ruin this suit in any way, you will be getting a bill for it,” Valdo intoned haughtily, holding the hanger out to Jaskier who stood just outside the door to Valdo’s giant walk-in closet.
“Yes yes, fine,” Jaskier ground out, prickling at the other boy’s tone. “I’m not an idiot,” he growled, snatching the suit.
“That’s debatable,” Valdo muttered, turning away to get dressed himself as Jaskier did the same. “I don’t even know why she invited you, other than perhaps pity,” Valdo complained, raising his voice so Jaskier could hear him.
Sighing heavily Jaskier straightened, fighting down the wave of anger that was already beginning to rise. “Look,” he said stonily, “you don’t like me, and I’m not particularly fond of you either, but I’m gunna make this clear right now. I’m not interested in Aevryn like that, so you can fucking relax okay?”
Valdo peered at him suspiciously, pausing as he pulled his dress shirt on.
“Aev asked me to come tonight and I want to support her as her friend. Plus I’m excited to hear her play more.”
Clearly assessing him, Valdo’s green eyes narrowed further.
“Aev’s music is a gift graced upon mere mortals, so I suppose I can’t fault you for that,” he said sullenly, not mentioning the other point Jaskier had made, and with that Valdo finished getting ready silently.
——
As Aevryn walked into the venue on the arms of her two friends she couldn’t help but flush in embarrassment as many eyes turned to her, curious whispers following in her wake. The concert hall sparkled with the golden light of several grand chandeliers while soft music played in the background as people wandered about the foyer in chic dresses and suits. Her sea green eyes glittered under the lights, taking in the scene to the flutters of billions of tiny butterfly wings stirring in her stomach and she glanced at both of her dates in turn.
Both young men cleaned up rather nicely, as did she, and though Aevryn had seen Valdo in a suit before she couldn’t quite keep her eyes from traveling to him more often than her other partner.
Jaskier’s chestnut hair lay neatly across his forehead and he appeared surprisingly serene as his clear blue eyes swept his surroundings. Valdo on the other hand, couldn’t seem to stop fidgeting, his emerald eyes continually flicking to Aevryn before flitting away again; his dark curls jauntily piled atop his head in controlled chaos. The two young men couldn’t be more disparate, in looks or mannerisms.
“Sooo, how exactly does this work?” Jaskier asked, leaning in so he could be heard over the low murmur of the crowd.
“There’s about an hour of this gathering and then they’ll open the doors and you two can take your seats before the concert begins.”
Jaskier nodded and studiousy glanced away as he noticed Valdo lean in to steal her attention.
“Aev, you look radiant tonight,” he exclaimed, a touch awkwardly.
“Thank you, V,” she replied, squeezing his arm, a nervous smile crossing her face and Jaskier rolled his eyes.
The three found a small table to sit at and Jaskier went to hunt down something to drink. As soon as he left Valdo heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes traveling over Aevryn. She truly was radiant -- her shoulder length mess of hair was pulled up in a simple french twist, baring her neck and shoulders and Valdo could nearly count every faint freckle against her skin. The little black dress she wore was simple in cut, but fit her exceptionally well and held an air of classic elegance that stole his breath. This was not an Aevryn he was used to seeing by any means, but he loved every facet of her.
“Are your folks here somewhere?” he asked suddenly, pulling Aev’s attention from the press of people around them.
“Uh, yeah somewhere…” she answered somewhat distractedly.
“Hey,” Valdo tried again, taking her hand. This time she looked at him.
“Are you nervous?”
“Very.”
Valdo’s hand was warm on hers, a lifeline tethering her to something solid and a soft smile ghosted across her face as she gave it a squeeze.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
Before Valdo could respond, Jaskier appeared with three bottles of water, his eyes catching their clasped hands before Aevryn pulled away, thanking him for the drink.
All too soon Jaskier and Valdo were seated in the dark auditorium, Aevryn on stage with the rest of the orchestra, violin in hand.
“So, is second chair important?” Jaskier asked, reading the program.
“Yes, it’s second only to the first chair and holds a great deal of responsibility -- you have to audition for your chair,” Valdo explained, pride thick in his voice, his usual arrogance forgotten as he spoke about Aevryn.
The two watched the concert in awed silence, both nearly forgetting the other was there, all too intent on the performance, especially Aev’s duet, until the end when they both bound to their feet to clap enthusiastically with the rest of the audience.
As they waited for Aev to return to the atrium after the concert, each having bought a bouquet, Jaskier glanced over at Valdo.
“That was amazing.”
“Of course it was,” he drawled, his eyes still fixed on the crowd, searching for Aev. “I’ve been to all her performances and they’re always amazing.”
“How long have you known her?” Jaskier asked, feeling a pang of -- it couldn’t be jealousy, could it? At least, not in the usual way. He wished he’d known her longer. Their final year of school was nearly over and he’d only just really started getting to know her. It felt like he’d been robbed of so many essential friendship moments.
“Nearly ten years,” Valdo answered importantly, his lips curling into a smug grin.
Before Jaskier could respond Aevryn was heading their way, her parents trailing in her wake. “Hey guys!” she exclaimed, her face beaming. “What did you think?” Her eyes fell to the flowers they both held and she brought her hand to her heart. “Are those for me?”
“Of course they are,” Valdo exclaimed, holding his bouquet out first. “And it was beautiful!”
“Thank you, truly,” Aev gasped, taking the proffered bundles of roses from each boy. Turning, she spoke to her parents, gesturing to her friends. “Mum, dad, you already know Valdo, but this is my friend Jaskier, the one I did the school project with.”
Jaskier shook her parents’ hands before Valdo greeted them warmly.
“Hey Aev, it’s getting late, I better be heading off,” Jaskier murmured, pulling her aside.
“Right,” she answered before throwing her arms around him. “Thank you so so much for coming tonight, and putting up with Valdo,” she added ruefully. “It really meant the world for me that you came.”
“Well, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world,” Jaskier said, squeezing her back, knowing without even having to look that Valdo was watching.
Having parted ways with Jaskier, Aevryn walked out next to Valdo, her parents going on ahead to get the car. “You want to ride with us?” she asked.
Valdo nodded, strangely quiet.
The car ride back was just as quiet, though not uncomfortable and Aevryn watched the city lights pass by, feeling Valdo’s comforting warmth next to her in the back seat. As they got out Aev waited for her parents to disappear inside before turning to her friend.
“Hey, I’m glad you were there tonight,” she murmured, suddenly nervous now that they were alone on the sidewalk.
“I’ll always be there,” Valdo replied with a shrug. “You ought to know that by now.”
A smile pulled at the corner of her lips and she ducked her head. “Yeah, I s’pose I should.” Without a word she raised up on her toes to plant a soft kiss to Valdo’s cheek, feeling his breath hitch.
“Goodnight V.”
“Goodnight Aev.” The words almost didn’t come, caught in his throat with his breath, and he watched with awe as she walked to her front door, glancing back over her shoulder at him, a tiny smile playing at her lips.
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