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#this is for an au im writing where he becomes mortal but idk i thought other people might like it
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How about a Hob daughter badass!reader x Morpheus.
Do you know Attack on Titan? An AU where she a soldier in the survey corps or an assassin or spy or something. That would be cool I think 🥹❤️
Mortality
Dream of the Endless x Gadling!Reader
Summary: After a grueling day that's left your clothes, flesh and mind tattered and torn, you hear not only an earful from your father, but as well as the King of Nightmares that lurks in the corner of your room.
Word Count: >900
Warnings: gender neutral!reader, mentions/depictions of injury, survivors guilt, angst, typos, etc.
A/N: this is so wild i love it lets go. edit: idk why i thought i could write anything with AoT lore without having watched it 😬🤪 SO im sorry i just made a hurt/comfort-esque fic where reader is injured and dream freaks out cos hob cant die but his daughter can the req was daughter!reader but i didnt use any gender specific pronouns so ear your heart out. Tagging: @pinksirensong @aralezinspace @sloanexx @shadow-pancake9 i hope you like it @deniixlovezelda my love <3 <3
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"DON'T YOU DARE CLOSE THAT DAMNED D-"
But I did. I closed that damned door as I uninterestedly walked into my room and locked it behind me.
I whine as I clutch the bandages wrapped around my torso. It wasn't because it hurt... well, it did, but it was because my father was barking and banging on the door of my bedroom that I whined.
I ignored him, knowing he'd tire eventually and he'd talk to me levelheadedly after his anger wore off. I move to my desk and grab bandage wraps to replace the ones on my arm.
I open my lamp light, not bothered to open the light of my room cause it was by the door.
I remove my wraps and begin to replace the ones on the deep slash on my bicep. The sound of my father's barking and hammering remind me too much of the sounds from the incident earlier today and so I have to stop my wrapping and cover my ears until he ceases.
Hob Gadling nary waivers when he sets his mind on something though, so it is I that has to adjust. I release a breath and begin to work on my pulsing arm.
By the time the brutalizing on the door stops, I am halfway through wrapping my arm.
It is also the point I feel a presence in the corner of my room. I ignore it in lieu of dressing my wounds.
When I'm done, I huff and seal off bandage, "did my dad call you?"
"No," his voice is deep and harsh. It echoes in the room. He adds, "Hob is far too distressed to think of anything but you presently."
I turn over my shoulder and find a dark figure walking over to me. I do not stand from the side of my bed to greet him. I instead clench my jaw.
"I came here in my on my own volition," Lord Morpheus says once he is before me.
I blink at the sight of his face. His hair is disheveled the way it always it, his eyes are dark yet gleaming as per usual, but there is a certain hardness to his expression, a certain level of force with the press of his lips.
I turn away from him and remove my boots, "feel free to do the same when you leave."
He calls my name. I let it pass through the other ear and roll my shoulders back. I regret it, considering the pain that shoots through my body.
"You are becoming more reckless than ever," the Dream king says.
I throw my boots under my desk and then slowly crawl onto my bed, "thanks. I do it for the attention."
He calls my name out again.
I lean on my pillows and bring my feet under my covers, "I'm joking," I quip dryly.
"Your father and I are very concerned-"
"Well, what do you expect me to do, huh!" I snap, raising a hand, "you expect me to turn the other way when-" I hiss and regret moving my arms as I slightly strain myself.
Dream watches me as I curl up.
"Look," I huff, "I've had a long day. My- my corps--" I hold my tongue, not wanting to continue. I look up at him as he looks down on me with hunched shoulders and a grave expression.
"I am aware," he raises his brows, "of the casualties you h--"
"Then get off my ass!" I snap, lying down, and retreating under my blanket, "I don't need either of you to rub more salt into my wounds."
"Neither of us inten-"
"Neither of you understand what it feels to live at the edge of a blade! Neither of you know what it's like to be ready to give up your life for someone you care about," my eyes begin to water under the sheets, "so don't come here telling me I should have been careful when I am only here because of the so-called recklessness of my friends."
He does not respond this time.
I silently sob under the covers. I wait for him to leave, but I know the feeling of his gaze better than most.
A moment passes. I release a sigh, "go away, Morpheus."
He speaks my name one last time.
I roll on my bed with much difficulty, "you better not come to me in my dreams tonight."
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hihii do you have ideas for writing the fab four as ghosts? also what do you think halloween would be like in the zones? i'm attempting to write fanfiction for like the first time ever and you're basically the killjoys fanfiction mutual so i'm coming to you lol
i am absolutely honored to be considered the killjoys fanfiction mutual!! sorry this took forever to get to ive been battling a headache all day 😅
the fab four as ghosts is an interesting concept that ive never really thought about before!!! i mean i wrote one fic once kind of abt party as a ghost but that wasnt really the main focus.. anyways, there's a tooooon of super cool ways to explore that concept just in how they died alone. like is this a post sing thing where they all died together saving the girl? if thats the case i could easily see them following her around over the years, using what limited connection to the physical world they have to influence minor things and keep her safe as she grows up alone in the desert. or maybe (bc im a sucker for ghosts who dont remember their mortal lives) they have no memory of the girl or each other but they all decide to stick together bc they're scared and confused and There and they just kind of wander around together until they stumble upon the girl and they feel this strange pull to Protect Her
or if it's not post sing and they've all died in different ways, maybe this is an au and they meet as ghosts and they become known as this phantom crew, legends that wander the zones and take out dracs in the dead of night, only to be seen by those already well aquatinted with death
as for individual behaviors, i think taking the name fun ghoul literally would be really fucking cool. im pretty sure the general consensus abt ghouls is that they haunt graveyards so maybe ghoul specifically hangs around grounds where lots of death occurs, like common grounds for bli ambushes and firefights and shit. it's absolutely br the most annoying ghost ever, going out of his way to spook people by doing alll the classic horror movie shit. that motherfucker is howling and making weird noises in the dead of night, he is levitating objects and moving shit that shouldn't move and flickering lights and just being a general menace to the living
i think party would take a LONG time to accept the fact that they're dead, if they ever even admit it to themself at all. i feel like they have this sort of bitter, jaded relationship with death and the witch and the whole concept of the afterlife, and admitting that they're a ghost would be admitting that all the shit they weren't sure if they believed in was real the while time. and too, depending on how they died, i could easily see them having a sort of bitter breakdown over the fact that they've just been allowed to die with no fanfare. they've literally given their life for this cause and now that theyre dead and nothings changed or is changing it feels like they lived their whole life for nothing, like they lived their whole life wrong almost.
jet and kobra im having less immediate thoughts on. out of all of them, though, i think jet would be the most likely to try and find a way back to life. idk if youve read ttid but uh. yeah. i see her a bit like that, where she refuses to accept that this is the end of her story and she tries whatever she can to make it continue
kobra as a ghost i think would change a lot depending on how he died. if it was something out if his control like illness or a bad run on the crash track i think hed be more "go with the flow it is what it is" about it. if he was killed though he would dedicate his afterlife to revenge, and maybe actually no matter how he died hed end up becoming vengeful after long enough bc hed star thinking about why he was even put under the circumstances to die in the desert and hed think about his hatred for bli... yeah actually no matter what i think hed become a vengeful spirit!! hed go and hun down whoever killed him and make them fucking suffer, and then hed go and do the same for every drac and ever crow, every exterminator he can get his hands on. his mortal life was horrible and he is going to spend his afterlife making sure the ones responsible for his suffering get what they fucking deserve
uhhhh this has turned out wayyy longer than i meant it to so im gonna make the Halloween in the zones part its own post and I'll tag you in that when its done!! i hope at least some part of this was helpful or inspiring in a way, cant wait to see what you end up writing :]
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covenofwives · 1 year
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I literally have so many thoughts and feelings about your au that I don't even know where to start asdfjhlkadf so I guess start here aaaaaaaaaaaa
The way the personalities are written makes me so so happy akjhdf like it scratches my brain somehow and here's why. The differences between the god trio and the dteam are very different yet they still somehow mirror each other?? Like there are little remnants of Dream's personality in XD's and bits of George's personality is HD's and so on and so forth. And it makes it so INTERESTING and FUN to read!!! I literally love them so much,,, like I just wanna put the god trio in a little box and watch them asdlfakag is that weird i hope that's not weird lmaooooo.
The most recent fic was just so slice of life ish that my heart was just ready to melt the entire tiiiiime. Im rambling so i guess long story short i wanna ask how often to the three of them just,,hang out like that :((( they deserve it. OH oOH also this is a weird question but like, do their voices come off as distorted and doubled when they're together in the god realm, or is it only that way towards mortal ears mostly in the overworld. idk why but tiny details like that are so interesting aslkdfjhalkdf. okokokok im done, i hope you're having a great day!!!!
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omg emma your woooords. I had the widest smile on my face reading them. I'm so so so happy you love the personalities for the Gods cause one of my worries is that I want to make them different from dteam to stand as their own characters but also don't want to push it too far because i still want them to be seen as siblings and your words have warmed my little heart so much ;-; thank you
And thank you so so much for the questions. Well, to start, I'd say they hang out like that casually rather often. So far in the timeline (and this may change later but this is what it is just now), that XD and 4K met sometime a little before Dream got put into prison. They started becoming closer friends after Dream's lock up, which lead to XD hanging out with the two other Gods more to help take his mind off things. But short answer, they hang out causally A LOT. And I'm going to write A LOT about it. I'm so happy the Relaxing with the Gods series can give a look into that.
okay okay okay okay i LOVE the voice question for two reasons! Firstly, these questions make me really think which I love doing because I can flesh out answers and characters more. And two because literally a few days ago I just picked out voices for HD and 4K glfhgl I hope to share them soon. But to answer the question, the other Gods think the double/distorted voice sounds are normal. I have it headcanoned that most Gods can speak two or more languages at the same time. To other God's ears this is normal and they can pick out each of the voices to listen to but to mortals it sounds like a double distortion. So as an example, XD speaks normal english but his double voice is repeating every word in an ancient End language. Mortals, like George, can't really understand the ancient language so the double voice just sounds distorted. 4K's double voice is an ancient demonic language and HD double voice speaks in fae talk. Also also I have it headcanoned that HD and 4K's doubled voice is softer/quieter so theirs can't really be heard, but XD being the youngest hasn't really learned to do that and most people understand him fine so he's not fussed about learning to quiet it.
thank you so much for these questions and have an awesome day Emma!
((Super top secret info reveal that Prime, the God of all Gods, can speak in all languages at once which leads to an overwhelming sensation to mortals and even most Gods. Very few Gods can understand Prime when they speak))
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eightw · 3 years
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*mortals your zagreus*
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evagora · 2 years
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i had a thought (oh wow) and i need to write it down
so,, there's a lot of people that compare hades (the game,, not the god) and ace attorney bc the similarities between some characters, but there's no "serious crossover" or some fic that addresses this even vaguely.
SO,, i said "hey, phoenix has went through some pretty rough shit, how's that he didn't die yet??".
and zagreus was the first thing that came to my mind. the guy is literally the god of blood and life, almost completely sure that his domain also covers rebirth. so i imagined two things:
an au where the gods become mortals bc people don't worship them anymore?? like. zagreus = phoenix. thanatos = miles. megaera = franziska. maya = hypnos (or maybe dusa but she's not a god so idk). athena = athena. imagine the possibilities.
OR, phoenix is blessed by zagreus. i think that would be really cool, maybe phoenix's parents could be part of all of this (even if there's almost no mention of them in the games lmao), kind of some followers of the chthonic gods. and then phoenix appears and zagreus says "hey, i like this kid". so yeah,, phoenix didn't die (yet) thanks to zag
im pretty sure i wont do anything with this bc i have a Severe Lack of Constance and Motivation, but it's a bit interesting so i might share it with you
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reigensarataka · 6 years
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Have you ever made a fic rec list you could link me to?? If not what are ur fave fics???
what’s are ur fave klance fics overall?
do you have some nice fluffy klance fic recommendations? pls i need sustenance
ive been putting this off for so long now bcs i never save/bookmark the fics i read nd i can never remember the titles BUT i managed to dig some of them up so!!!!!!! under the cut bcs its kinda long wuwhwuhw
Cut to the Feeling by usernicole
“Let’s do it again,” Keith says breathlessly. “Here and on every planet we come across. Let’s get married on every planet we can.”“Are you joking?” Lance asks, incredulous. “You really want to get married to me on every planet we land on?”“Yes,” Keith says, voice high pitched and shaky with residual adrenaline. “Yes. Every planet. If it feels like this every time, let’s get married ten, twenty, a hundred times.”
 “Let’s break records. I want the universe to see us and be jealous.”
Or: Five times Keith and Lance get married, and one time they don’t.
my good bitch. my dude. if u havent read this then PLEASE do urself a favor nd read it asap…. like i shit u not this is probs my all time fave and its just them getting married on every planet nd. its just. idk just rly gives u that warm feeling in ur heart u know……
call me, beep me by orphan_account
(00:31) Do you think she gave me the wrong number on purpose?(00:31) Or was it a genuine mistake?(00:32) Like maybe she writes funny and I misread it?(00:32) Some of the numbers do look a little dodgy…(00:33) Cause, you know, her threes could very easily be poorly formed eights? And maybe she writes her sevens like her ones?(00:45) What(00:46) The(00:46) Fuck???(00:47) Oh good, you are awake!
where lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there
a classic from the early fandom days, rly popular so yall probs read it already but text fic nd just. yah its cute…..
A Light In The Dark by usernicole
Far away from his friends at the castle, Keith’s only way of communicating with them is a battered old phone. This is maybe going to be harder than he thought.
A long-distance, friends-to-lovers fic, set during season four.
u might not know of this but i am one huge slut for these kind of fics nd all i gtta say is this shit rly changed my goddamn life (i think there r two parts but im not sure if i read the second one so!!)
blue notes by mothpoem
This laughter, here and now, is hushed, and soft as rain, and Lance can feel it against his face, in warm puffs of air. It’s a laugh reminiscent of a furtive secret, like something only Lance is allowed to see. He watches it run its course in the near-pitch black of the observatory, with starlight gleaming weakly against Keith’s pale face, and that’s right about when Lance’s heart gives a few foreboding throbs, heavy on the bass, as if to say, they’re here (they being romantic feelings for Keith Kogane, Lance’s former mortal enemy and current friend).
Oh, he thinks to himself, with sudden and startling clarity. I’m Fucked, capital F.
its not finished nd i havent even read chap 2 yet but its a rly good take on lances pov from all the moments from s1 (also the garrison *eye emoji*) with keith nd. yeah.. its good……
and we dream of home by mothpoem
“Then come see me,” Lance murmurs, and it makes Keith’s heart pound behind his breastbone. “Us, I mean. Once a week or something? Like mental health check-ins. We can just hang out, or…or go on low-priority, low-stress missions? Scouting, or flower-picking for Coran, or supply runs. Dumb stuff. Just…so we know how you are. I don’t want…I mean, we all miss you. And I don’t want to sound presumptuous, but…it feels like you’re not…not okay, Keith.”
Well, Keith thinks, a little weakly. He never really stood a chance, did he?
“Okay,” he says, right away. No fight. No refusal.
His life is a hell of a lot easier when he lets himself cave under all the ways he wants Lance’s luminous attention, and company, and friendship. All the ways he wants Lance, full stop.
another one of those fics set during s4……… once again nothing to add just. please read it…… i loved this…….. sm………………
Moonset Deep by MilkTeaMiku
  All his life he’d been told to make sure he was never seen – it was what all the children were taught from the moment they were born. Never let a human see you, never fall in love with a human, and most importantly, never kiss one.
For Lance, humans were a mystery. He’d lived beneath the surface of the ocean with his shoal his entire life, and had intended to remain there. He knew the danger humans posed to his kind, and what would happen if he came close to one. That’s why, when he found one drowning, his first instinct was to save him.
He’d never been good at following the rules anyway.
mer au!! i started reading this a rly long time ago and im on chap 27 i think…. but this ones good…….
can we burn it slow by saltylances/stereostars on tumblr
“Sweet dreams, pilot.” A wink. “Make sure not to drool over me too much.”
Keith thrusts his middle finger over his shoulder as he steps out of the room, but he can’t hold back the smile that kicks up the side of his mouth. When he dares a look back, just before the doors are about to slide shut, he sees Lance kiss his fingertips and blow air over his palms at Keith.
It makes Keith wonder if it’s possible to fall any harder.
In which alternating snapshots between Keith and Lance lead to their eventual relationship.
WUH i love anything saaj writes….. a masterpiece…. also please read ‘so what are you waiting for’ too………..
under your feet the dirt turns to gold by laallomri
“I like you,” Lance says in a rush.
Keith blinks.
“That is—” Lance clears his throat, shifting his weight uncomfortably. His hands are still in his pockets, his shoulders still hunched. “I like you—I like-like you. Like, in a more-than-friends-way like you.”
For a long moment Keith can only stare at him, astonishment and disbelief and cautious delight warring for dominance. And then, because he’s an idiot, because he spent a whole goddamn year in a goddamn shack in the middle of the goddamn desert and has no idea how to be a socially competent person, because he’s Keith, he says, “That was a lot of the word ‘like’ in one sentence.”
In which Keith has about a dozen chances at happiness, and sabotages (nearly) all of them.
yummy……….. this one rly hit the spot my dudes……… i think there r 2 parts too!!
Sweet Quiznak by CheckeredCloth
“You’re really into him,” Hunk mutters, and wow, Lance’s face is on fire.  Hunk is killing him.
“Look, read into how you like, Freud, just make sure that if I die Keith knows I totally would’ve mowed his ass like grass.  That way, I can laugh hysterically at his emotionally-constipated expression from the afterlife.”
Or: Lance is badly injured and has a few skeletons in his closet.  Or maybe just the one.
a classic…. one of the first fics i read so i dont rmmbr much but yeah……
Stormchasing by sinelanguage
This isn’t how Lance intended to spend his vacation, chasing after Keith’s premonitions. But here he is, and he’s one hundred percent blaming Keith for all the trouble they’re about to get into. Keith makes bad decision, Lance makes mistakes, and both of them are stuck together on a space pirate adventure neither of them asked for.
if im not wrong i think this is one of those handcuffed together fics… also rly cute……
we’ll make it, you and me by asexualrey
“Keith, if we make it out of this alive, I’m going to kiss you.“ 
the description gives it away….. yall know what tf goin on……..
Public Displays of Affection by VaraderoBeach
Lance held his breath. He knew, at this rate, they’d have two options: fight with what they had (which was Keith’s knife and team spirit) and hope they can skirt by with the help of the locals, or submit and become prisoners to the Galra. Neither situation was ideal. Lance looked to Keith, at his eyes and his eye lashes, the curve of his nose and the pink in his lips. He knew it was bad timing, but he really wanted to kiss Keith before whatever happened, happened.
But when Keith turned his body to face him and said, “Kiss me.” With the same amount of emotion one would say, “Hand me that stapler,” it threw Lance completely off guard.
ft that scene from the winter soldier (i think??) yeah…… good food………
something as true as this by astrolesbian
“You better fucking call me,” Lance says, and reaches out to rest a hand on his shoulder, and smiles, sad and bright all at once. “I’m not taking no for an answer on this one. Okay?”
“Okay,” Keith says.
and lastly yall shld know since this is the THIRD TIME im putting a fic like this on this list that i love this shit nd just….. yeah……….. op snapped
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