#made up fics

[foxgloveprincess]

Made up fic title: I should have known better

I Should Have Known Better

Notes: This is heavily—h e a v i l y—inspired by The Haunted Mansion (movie). I knew I wanted something supernatural when I saw this title and demon didn’t seem quite right, so ghost it was! Hope you enjoy. Thanks for sending this in @autumnrose40 💜

Warnings: Dark(ish)/Soft Dark, Paranormal AU, Ghosts (from the early 1840s, if you’re curious), Haunted House, mentions of Tragedy, Fear, Minimal Editing. Minors do not interact (18+). 

Synopsis:

Some houses are old—incredibly old—full of history and charm. Your job is to evaluate them, plan renovations, decorate for potential buyers. It is not to appease the ghosts that haunt them.

Excerpt:

The first thing you were going to do when you saw Ikaris again was wring his pretty little neck. The nerve of that man. To abandon you in this huge, creepy mansion because Sersi ‘needed him’—yeah, like she needed a sharp stick in the eye.

You clicked your tongue and scuffed your toe along the tile of the kitchen. Old pipes groaned, still upset with your attempt to gauge their ability to run water. A shiver darted down your spine. Did you mention creepy? All the shadows and alcoves, the whispering draft that always found its way to the back of your neck, the spiders.

But this place had good bones. And something Thena always loved—a thrilling tale of intrigue, romance, and tragedy. Of course it was assigned to you, resident romantic on the team.

A groan echoed through the house, higher up, from the second story. Following it, you passed the manual dumbwaiter and the rotten servants’ stairs. Up the grand staircase in the foyer, you climbed toward the strange sound. Only to find a figure stood before a towering portrait, faded by time and concealed by cobwebs.

Brunet hair, stature broad and firm. At your entrance to the parlor, he turned. Blue eyes flashed in the dim light shimmering through the windows.

“For the love of gods, Ikaris,” you bit, stepping forward toward your colleague. His lips quirked in an amused and confounded grin.  “How dare you. This isn’t funny.” Two more steps closer and you stopped. This man wasn’t Ikaris. The resemblance was there, but it wasn’t him. You swallowed, foot treading a step back.

He remained silent, watching your each move.

“I’m sorry,” you said, tilting your head in contrition. “I thought you were someone else.”

In the corner a candle flickered. Your eye drawn to the light, you turned in wonder. Then another lit across the room, and another and another. You followed each, astounded by their ability to spontaneously light. Lips parted in shock, your brain puzzled over it, trying to make sense.

Distracted, you forgot all about the observant man. Until a breeze brushed past your cheek, directing your gaze back to the figure before the portrait.

Beaming. Dazzling. His high collar caught on his chin as he stared at you in delight.

“I knew you’d be back,” he growled, voice deep and harsh yet with a gentleness you didn’t understand. ”I knew you would not leave us forever. That your attempts would be in vain.” In a blink, he stood before you, hands reached out to gently grasp your neck. You swallowed a scream, eyes widening at his proximity and the glint of wildness in his. “My love,” he whispered, reverent, resting his forehead to yours.

“I—” you croaked, shaken to your bones.

The coolness of his skin. The lightness of his touch. The way the cut of his clothes spoke of times long past.

“I’m not who you think I am,” you insisted, wrenching your arms from his grip and stumbling back.

The fire blazed high on the candles, unnatural and frightening. His nostrils flared with ire as he followed after you, refusing to let you retreat. With such passion and madness reflected in his gaze, you did the only thing you could think of and bolted back down the stairs.

A roar shook the house, the sound filled with pain and despair and desperation. Footsteps thundered after you, gaining despite your efforts toward swiftness.

Flying down the stairs, you’re stopped at the landing. Strong hands grasping at your shoulders, a calm voice attempting to soothe you.

“Please,” you begged, “you have to get me out of here.” Your voice pitched high with your panic, unsettled and shaking.  

It hushed you and wrapped you closer and closer in an embrace until the figure blocked all light from your sight. It hummed, low, a pleasure-filled sound that chilled your blood.

“He was right,” the voice murmured, deep and sultry.

Your eyes flashed to the figure holding you. A man, tall and looming. His golden hair and crystal eyes the picture of perfection. But something unhinged in his smile spiked your pulse, pounding through your veins.

“You’ve returned to us,” the blond sighed, glancing behind you.

Footsteps descended the staircase, slow and sure, an omen of your predicament. Trapped in this mansion, just like these spirits.

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#steve rogers x bucky barnes x reader #stucky x reader #made up fics #paranormal au #ghosts #dark #dark fic #✨rachel replies✨ #autumnrose40

[supafrootee]

Made up fic title: "*Vine Boom Sound Effect*"

Sonic is insanely popular on Vine. He's filming a new video at a local coffee shop, and the barista is finding this VERY annoying. Who the fuck does this blue bastard think he is? Playing that annoying ass sound in a public place? Shadow decides to say something, and well... next thing you know they have a verbal altercation that ends up in a fist fight in the parking lot that ends in a draw. To the surprise of both of them. It's then that Sonic thinks, hey. This guy is kinda hot actually. And shoots his shot. To the surprise of EVERYONE... Shadow lets him.

Send me a made up fic title

#ask game #made up fics #thanks for interacting with me lol #i pulled this out my ass bro #im not hip #idk about vine or tik tok or whatever lololol

[wh0re-behavi0r]

Title prompt:

"When I Call Your Name (When You Hear Me)"

Amnesia AU where Buck forgets everything and Eddie's trying to get his memories back, and the first time he says "Evan" he remembers about the will.

#made up fics #asks

[iamanartichoke]

I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a creator -

I am fine with "the audience" -

downloading my fics

printing my fics

copy/pasting or screenshotting my fics

sharing your saved copy of my fics with anyone else who might want them in the unlikely but never impossible case that my fics are no longer available on ao3

making a book of my fic(s) and running your fingers across the pages while lovingly whispering my precioussss

doing these things with anything I create for fandom, such as meta, headcanons, au nonsense like 'texts from the brodinsons,' etc

I am not fine with "the audience"

doing any of the above with the purpose/intent of plagiarizing my work or passing it off as their own in any capacity

feeding my work into ai for any reason whatsoever

Save the fandom things. Preserve the fandom things. Respect the fandom things.

Enjoy the fandom things.

#fanfic #ao3 #archive of our own #fandom things #tumblr things #i may have said this at some point #i'm sure i have #but whatever - just in case #i don't say this with the presumption that i'm so amazing and people are clamoring to save my fics #but just if anyone is so inclined that's all #ftr i don't intend on ever removing my fics from ao3 or deleting fandom things from this blog #i've always shared my fandom things with the intent of keeping them shared bc that's the whole point of posting #but the fandom atmosphere and ao3 constantly being under attack who knows what can happen #not that this applies to anyone but should all else fail you can also reach out to me and i will personally give you a copy #at least of fics bc i save everything #not so much the tumblr things but this is a good reminder to myself that i should do that for the things i care about #that i've made or done and only posted here #anyway sorry i have now used up my quota of the putting words into sentences doing for today #i have plans to stare into the void now

[just-french-me-up]

I'm sorry, cringe culture can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh, cause it's dead!

#fandom #fandom culture #writing #fanart #fanfiction #fanfiction writing #fanfiction writers #fanfic #artists #look free yourself from the preconceived notion that your creativity has limits #draw that character however the fuck you want #write that OC #draw that OC #publish a fic with that ship you like #write self insert #fuck your fav character if you want? Hell #15 of them if you want #it's all made up #it's all in our heads #it's fine #just be respectful of people #and don't commit crimes i guess #also pretending you never imagined yourself as part of your fav narrative.... please #we're all weird it's fine #it's called being human #the sooner we all realise that the sooner we can have fun #mine

[radiance1]

Danny has been reincarnated.

Which was an odd thing to realize, it wasn't even a slow one he just... snapped into it one day. One moment he was staring at a wall out of boredom the next, well, he was staring for an entirely different reason.

It was a task for his now young -he thinks around three years old?- mind to work its way through the memories, but it wasn't like he had much else to do honestly. So, what does he know?

His name is Danny, like, his actual name and not just a moniker. He was once a halfa and he already knows he's going to be missing invisibility and intangibility. He, well, died. For like, a second time which actually makes sense because reincarnation-

Anyways.

He was a clone of two people from this thing called the Justice League which, weird name but probably some government or activist group. Wonder Woman and Superman. Which were pretty weird names to name your kids but eh.

He doesn't really remember much besides that from this life, or the one from before but he's an adult! He'll figure things out once he gets out of this containment tube thing.

Did he mention he was in a test tube? He's a tube baby now. He thinks? Or maybe it's more like he's being contained.

Whatever.

So he breaks out. Thank you apparent superstrength that he has no idea why he has but he's not going to complain! He then wandered around all of the other test tubes, able to remember just enough of English to see that yea, they're dead.

He probably was too, before he had memories zapped into him. Or a vegetable.

He then finds this really big container, checks it out, then opens it because the clone inside isn't dead!

'Project Match' it said. He'll just call him Match.

Was he thanked for helping him? Nope. You would think that he would be thanked or at least somewhat respected for saving this guy but nope!

He was, quite literally, held up by his leg and dangled in the air. Who dangles a three-year-old?! Well, he was technically and adult but still! The next few things were a blur but after pulling off the old Fenton charm he found him and Match outside as he tried to stop him from attacking random people.

Luckily the charms and privilege of the youngest (he's assuming he's the youngest, because he's physically three) was more than enough to get through to him. Sure, the guy couldn't form words, really aggressive for literally no reason, really weird but also absolutely cool looking eyes. But he worked around the first issue by developing their own personal language from like grunts and stuff, the second he once again used his youngest privilege to boss him around and the third a pair of sunglasses easily fixed.

He just had to steer Match clear of those random S crest mark thingies. Which was a weird thing to hate but hey, he's not there to judge.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp crossover #Danny is a clone of Wonder Woman and Superman #He wasn't perfect so he got put up #Through the use of bullshit youngest privileges Danny can boss around and somewhat pacify Match #You know how the Batfam made their own language in those Cryptid/Creepy/Isolated Batfam fics? #Yea that but between Danny and Match #This is obviously before Superboy freed Match but this is also after Superboy was freed #Danny has zero clue who Wonder Woman or Superman is or the Justice League #Lex Luthor is a bit perplexed over two clones missing when he finds out but doesn't care too much since they were both failed clones #And no problem arouse regarding the two of them #He's more so worried about who got passed his security #Nobody besides Lex (because as mentioned above) knows about them #Yet

[its-tea-time-darling]

im sorry, we turned your boyfriend into a mole. yeah and all of tumblr‘s interested in him now. sorry

edit 9/12/23 11.22 CET

and so it begins…

fic1, fic2 @pathsofoak ao3 tag. Mole Poem @thaliaisalesbian . fic by @tourmelion .

update:

ao3 link. please vote for mole scene in most underrated goncharov scene poll

#come on everyone we can make this a thing #send me any fic you write for mole interest and i‘ll add it to the post #mole interest #tumblr boyfriend #ao3 #mine #goncharov #unreality #< goncharov is not a real movie tumblr made it up #i dont think it’s gonna happen but on the off chance it will: nyt if you link to my blog again without asking me #i WILL have to write omegaverse molefic to spite you again. and it’ll all be YOUR fault #updated the ao3 screenshots bc me and my friend decided to include the mole interest op in the fandom tag #same as was done for goncharov y'know

[somnimagus]

My page for @sheikahzine; about Impaz's duty to her village, empty of people and full of memories.

[id in alt text]

#legend of zelda #loz #twilight princess #loz tp #i'm still reeling that someone sent me an ask about this one.. that they took the time to find my tumblr and tell me they liked it #it really meant a lot; thank you to anyone that stops to leave comments like that. they make me happy #but yeah! here's the usual symbolism ramble: #i thought it'd be cool to have the 'spirits' flowing one way and the cats walking through them the other way #to kinda show the difference in life inhabiting the village in the past and present #link's face is covered because impaz was just waiting for 'the hero' so his clothes are what matters; not his face #and it (hopefully) gives a surreal and intangible sense to 'the hero' she could only hope would actually show up #you can feel free to interpret the glowy blue sheikah as ghosts or just as memories of the past! i couldn't decide either way #the one on the bottom left is oot impa since she's implied to be the village founder. so i guess she would be a ghost actually? #fan art #my art #project stuff #and ahhh the book-- everyone's stuff is so beautiful!! #especially the writing. some of the fics made me really tear up and some were so fun and clever. i really love them #a lot of them captured the sheer burden of the role of the sheikah; all of the time and grief and doubt #i know i always say this stuff about every project but. the people i get to work with in these are truly so skilled every time

[morganbritton132]

Eddie is just trying to film a Tiktok to remind his fans about some upcoming shows but trails off when Steve says off-camera, “Hey, remember that RadioShack guy that was banging your mom?”

Eddie: *flips camera around to show where Steve and Jonathan are sitting on the couch*

Jonathan: …Bob.

Steve: Yeah, him. That toe guy from Lord of the Rings looks exactly like him, right?

Jonathan: …

Jonathan: Gollum???

Eddie: Toe, as in Po-tay-toe. He’s talking about Sam

Steve, snapping his fingers: That’s the guy

Jonathan: Oh.

Jonathan: I don’t see it.

#Eddie after looking up a picture of Bob: Yeah no. Steve’s right. that’s Samwise’s dad #I had this idea for a fic I never got the voice right for about Steve being pretty close with Bob when he was in middle school #and that no one knew so Steve didn’t find out that he died until like way after the fact #we’ve made every adult on the show Steve’s father figure why not Bob? #eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #eddie munson #jonathan byers

[magpie-trinkets]

continuing that "maya tries to contact claire" post, i present you the post-Spirit of Justice follow-up

#post that caters to ME specifically #let me first tag #ghost trick spoilers #lost future spoilers #now that that's out of the way. you know who's on that suitcase ;) #also claire is fucked up by time travel shenanigans so it's possible let's just say #also ghost powers grow and change with time sooooo. let's play with canon #layton “i have a dead girlfriend” and yomiel “i had a dead girlfriend” bisexuals #also yes the whole gang traveled to london they're just strolling around #maya had unfinished business and now that she's more powerful she's BACK #this would take place 7-or-so years after lost future/plvspw so layton is in his mid-forties here. i had to look it so correct me if im not #also yes this is a crossover AU i have rotating in my mind i love the source material and layton's and claire whole thing no shade to that #powerful narrative that made me cry #but with aa and gt magic fuckery we have the technology #also about the jail bit. that's a fic i am writing (one sentence every month) #ghost trick #professor layton #ace attorney #my art #ms paint #GOD. that wall of text is surely something

[frownyalfred]

“Why are you bullying Hal Jordan so much in this fic?” Because it’s funny. Because it’s funny and he’s not a real person.

#I have deleted like three asks calling me a bully #it’s a fic #it’s made up #I promise I would not say/do any of this to a real person #in the meantime please enjoy my author note #which is hilarious after a re read #I was iffy about including it but now no regrets #bruce wayne #batman #dc #myfic #theresurrectionist #Hal jordan #I just love when Bruce takes care of Clark you know 💜 #superbat #clark kent #superman

[museaway]

"why is all the fic in my fandom so short"

maybe the fic writers are tired. maybe they prefer short fiction. maybe they have pets and kids and school or full-time jobs and can't devote 24/7 to writing fanfiction. maybe they write on their phones while commuting and shorter is easier to manage. maybe they write for zines, which by nature have limited word counts. maybe they write slowly. maybe their motivation comes in bursts and they churn out oneshots when that happens. maybe they can't find someone to brainstorm with so they never wrote the fic at all. maybe the last time they posted a longfic they didn't get any comments, or a reader only said "write more" and they gave up. maybe the fandom is toxic. maybe they saw a passive aggressive tumblr post at 5:26am.

#woke up at 5:30am bc the smoke detector was chirping #and tumblr made a terrible post recommendation #fanfiction #fic writers I love you #normally i just block and go on with my life #but this one really pissed me off

[wh0re-behavi0r]

made up fic title: when you left me to burn (you made a hero) 💖

For some reason, I'm thinking of a Spy au where there's this evil corporation that's thriving and the 118 are trying to take them down.

Some members, Buck and Eddie and Chim, would have to go undercover and get close to the boss and discover the secrets.

#srry if this is lame this is all i got #made up fics #asks

[theminecraftbee]

it's fun because the things that appeal to me most about the three canonical evil clones/twins of hermitcraft are similar, but they're all different.

evil x appeals to me because he is very much Just Some Guy, for all that he's an evil force of nature; when he's sympathetic, it's because he's Just Some Guy who's been shackled to the terrible fate of being "evil", but when he's a villain (like in season eight!), the things that make him villainous also aren't the supernatural aesthetics, but the ways he is also the evil of being just some guy. for all the lightning and thunder and echo of xisuma's appearance, he isn't anyone special. (xisuma is.)

helsknight appeals to me for almost the opposite reason: this isn't just some guy, this is you, explicitly, a demon that possessed your clone and possesses all the things that are bad about you, magnified. he's a mirror, inherently, in his very creation. in the stories where he's a threat, he's menacing because he's a mirror of someone we should like; in the stories where he's sympathetic, we must confront how much of ourselves are also mirrors. (what happens if you don't like what you see in those mirrors, anyway?)

empires!false is somewhere in-between; she's not a mirror but she is the result. she's learning something you'd rather have forgotten about your past, and at her most sympathetic, we feel for the way she's been cast aside so false can 'fix her', the things done to her memory. at her least sympathetic, though, she's reflecting these pains onto others; violence begets violence, and even with it missing, the past begets her. there's no looking at empires!false without seeing the echoes of what false did to her. (there's no looking at false without it either.)

............then they also all appeal to me by being ridiculous failguys but like if you want to be DRAMATIC ABOUT IT, the ways they appeal to me are like the above,

#hermitcraft #falsesymmetry #evil xisuma #helsknight #LIKE YOU ALL UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M GETTING AT RIGHT #sorry. trying to write a dumb shitpost made me think too hard about this again. #god i need to write an e!false fic. #also obviously this is all SUPER up for interpretation and other people may disagree with these character interpretations! #this is like. just my vision and all that.

[just-more-pr0mts]

Danny has a knife that if u slash the air it opens a portal to the ghost zone.

But in his exhausted state, he slashes the knife in the air while babbling on about how he wishes there were easier ways to deal with his rouges. Accidentally causing his magical knife to slashes open a portal to a different dimension.

____________

The justice league were at a loss... there was a small floating kid who fell through a portal on their main table, who was currently screaming something about furries?

____________

Danny: .....

JL: .......

Danny: is that....a furrie?

JL: .....

Danny: ....Sam was right

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dc x dp #feel free to add \correct anything #just a promt #please tag if this ever gets made into a fic #cartoon #dc x dp prompt #dc x dp crossover #dpxdc #danny is a little shit #danny accidentally triggered a button to open dimensions on his magic knife #he was tired and his hand slipped #now he is on a table surrounded by cosplayers and furries #he is scared #sam warned him to stay away from people like that #danny thought it was an elaborate prank and they wernt real #danny just wants to go home #sam come pick him up #poor boy thinks he could be hallucinating #found this draft at the bottom of my cats litter box

[kaladinkholins]

they literally got rid of her eye bags and under-eye dark circles and made her cheeks fuller and more flushed along with her letting her hair down... to show how happy she was on the farm...

#blue eye samurai #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu bes #i love her soooo much she's soooo beautiful and cute and gorgeous and amazing and handsome and and and #mizu in my postcanon taimizu fic looking like this. is why taigen is losing his goddamn mind. #i mean he's always losing his mind over mizu but seeing her like this would be another level like his heart just stops yk #also sorry if this post has been made before im just going crazy in my own little corner #fandom.rtf #shut up haydar