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speciouspessimism · 3 months
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au in which ronan passed away after his pseudo-attempt but the last thing he dreamt into the world, during that horrible dream, was matthew. instead of being a product of a young ronan’s imagination, it was a part of ronan that he left behind for declan; someone who loved declan so much, a part of ronan that never got out while he was alive. matthew was dreamt as a fully fledged 15(?) year old boy, and is just like he was in the books, but he was created fully formed and so much later in life, only in ronan’s wake.
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robobee · 8 months
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vaguely t2b inspired thoughts: au where henry and gansey, extremely rich baby boys respectively, are trapped in the heart of a zombie-filled quarantine zone and there's a proper rescue effort to get them out because Money And Connections duh. except 90% of the military unit coming for them gets owned except for one poor man, Adam Parrish, who literally works in IT and is only here because he was promised a really nice bonus and paid college jesus he has bird bones and a deaf ear how the fuck is he going to get through this,-- and blue sargent from their private security team who will be damned if she dies protecting stupid rich boys so goddammit she WILL be surviving thank you very much
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lemonzestedtea · 10 months
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waiting for ongoing fanfictions to get updated like im waiting for my husband to return from war
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hazellvsq · 9 months
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heroes of olympus trc au
leo is an employee at a pizza spot for rich kids. frank hazel reyna and nico come in. frank notices hazel sideyeing leo and is like “omg i’m gonna get him for her bc i’m such a good friend” even though he himself has a crush on hazel (which she is aware of). so he awkwardly gets leo’s attention and is like “my friend thinks you’re cute will you please hang out with us” and leo’s like “i’m working rn?” frank’s like “oh we can cover for you no problem” and leo privately thinks this is a very funny offer but is outwardly like “oh you think you can buy me?? huh???? you think you can buy me rich boy???” frank is so far out of his depth he tries to argue at first but loses and just apologizes fifty times and ends up leaving a giant tip. leo is inwardly losing his shit that frank fell for any of that he is giggling to himself for the rest of the night. hazel tracks him down when he leaves and is like “sorry my friend did that but also i could literally see you laughing” and leo’s like “>:).” in a verbal convo and everything. then she tells him “you should actually hang out with us give me your number” and leo goes “ohhhh thats right you think i’m cute” then she says “i never said you were cute frank said that.” meanwhile reyna and hylla are beating the shit out of each other in the parking lot.
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ria-starstruck · 7 months
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throwback to my genshin impact/tsubasa resevoir chronicles au thing, some more notes on it at the bottom
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-paimokonas. yeah.
-aether and lumine are basically both like sakura, they store power + memory in their wings. in an attack on their home, aether's powers are sealed, while lumine loses her memories the same way sakura does
-originally was planning for kaeya as fai and childe as kurogane. thought that kurogane's backstory would be particularly fitting for childe, especially with the whole "losing family" thing. and both lumine and aether would see his backstory after touching the memory book at the same time in the memory book world
-in payment for being able to travel between worlds to recover lumine's memories, aether gives up the memory of the person who instigated the attack on them. he'll never be able to remember that
-however, lumine does eventually remember that, and this splits their party briefly (at abt a similar point in trc when sakura sacrifices herself to change fai's fate); lumine travels with kaeya a bit and aether with childe + paimokona. iirc i was also trying to parallel the twins' split in genshin with one going to khanriah's side and the other on the opposing side
-several of the worlds they travel to used to be one world (teyvat), but was torn apart by someone, resulting in the countries fragmenting into their own worlds and then one country (khaenriah) completely being lost. the twins have the power to fix this. also if yanfei yuuko, she's trying to gather evidence to . . sue. the person who did this. hence the "taking aether's memory of who did this" thing. [guystandingemoji]
-had a whole mess of ideas for kaeya's backstory, including diluc either being thought dead by kaeya or actually was dead, but also diluc is (stay with me here) in the sword (STAY WITH ME HERE) that aether takes back from the digital world (like the fire sword syaoran takes into reality). no idk how that'd be possible, i'm pretty sure i was trying to adapt the clones shenaniganery so that it's not aether and lumine being clones. man idk
-there may be a tiny bit more but this is beyond long enough. yippeee
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andrea-lyn · 11 months
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Declan realizes (too soon, too late) that staying at the Barns is a mistake, and so one night he takes Ronan and they runaway together to try and put some space between them and the world Niall is introducing them to -- only to end up mired in the fairy markets and a world of dreaming anyway, and no more Niall Lynch. It only gets more complicated when they come home to Matthew and have to focus on rebuilding to become the Lynch brothers (the brothers Lynch) once more.
This is chapter 1/4 and as mentioned in notes, it's done but for the edits that need to clean some stuff up!
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lizpaige · 1 year
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i started playing potion permit its a v cute game highly recommend but it got me thinking of a pynch AU and I have too many WIPs so here’s the story:
Ronan Lynch is a chemist/alchemist/potion maker from the big city. He took on the job from his father, renowned chemist Niall Lynch.
CABESWATER is a small town outside the city. Everyone in Cabeswater is anti-big city and also anti-chemists. They have their own witch doctor in town, Kavinsky, but when the Mayor’s daughter fell ill, Kavinsky was unable to heal her, so they called for the city’s help. Enter Ronan Lynch.
Ronan is able to heal the mayor’s daughter and the town starts to open up to him. He befriends the blacksmith, Blue Sargent, the carpenter, Adam Parrish, the Mayor’s assistant, Gansey, and the forester, Noah Czerny. Uses some city resources to fix up the town, renovate the clinic, etc.
Oh yeah and he has a trusty canine companion, Opal, who helps him forage for potion ingredients.
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ganseyenthusiast · 2 years
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witcher-game-inspired sarchengsey doodle set
tfw when you're a school of the cat Witcher/assassin but you're forced to endure an enemies-to-lovers arc instead of getting your gd coin
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rovinky · 2 years
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This Feeling
Matthew knew he had no one to care but when Kavinsky’s friends all left their small town to chase college dreams, leaving Kavinsky behind, he was an ever-present facet of the Lynch household. He basically moved in and Matthew couldn’t be any happier, even if Declan was furious. It was summer, and Matthew was excited to finally shoot his shot. He was sixteen now and Kavinsky was turning nineteen in a week. He could finally show Kavinsky he would root for him, maybe help him get his GED. He believed in Kavinsky, where no one else did. He saw Kavinsky the way no one else could.
He wouldn’t give up on him.
-- AU where Matthew has a crush
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Guys,,, guys please read my fic,,, I swear it'll be good,,, Andrew as part of the Gangsey will be super fun!!! Promisies!!!! Matt's mom will make an appearance!!!
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robobee · 1 year
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ok buckle in this one is long. i just had an AU idea that's maybe not super original but IS so funny. to me.     henry tries to kill gansey in the TRK house because his seondeok-based intention is to Stop The Tomb From Opening or whatever right. and gansey is not the innocent sweetheart he's portraying himself as and has a LARGE mental library of sigils and portents. and in like an unthinking self defense mechanism he draws out a magic symbol with the specific intent of Henry Can't Kill Me .     except they both arrived at this random ass house on the ley line together and neither of them realized the previous owners did a LOT of work under the carpet and the blood+intent+desperation mixed in with the sigils already on the ground end up binding Henry & gansey into a thing which is like. they HAVE to be in proximity and if one dies the other ALSO dies. essentially an old timey witch couple marriage contract.    it's not ENTIRELY evil there’s this goal to like wake *a* king that will fulfill the rules of the bond (bc gansey was thinking about glendower, obviously, except glendwr is dead so they need to find some other poor gwenllian-esque soul). and henrys absolutely distraught he’s shaking he’s like I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO OXFORD......and ganseys like well we can take a gap year. and henrys like I AM NOT WHITE YOU TERRIBLE MAN. WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME. gansey sheepishly admits its technically a marriage contract and henry falls to his knees like YOU MARRIED ME WITHOUT MY CONSENT...... and ganseys like listen please i met you last week and you tried to kill me this week i dont want this either. my girlfriend will come with us btw. we’ll make a road trip out of it itll be great. and henrys in actual tears
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andriahh · 9 months
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trc twitter au ✨
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hazellvsq · 7 months
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trc au - drive
Leo leaned his forehead against the door. Remembered the vision of Frank. Frank as a ghost, bathed in ethereal flames. Burning forever. 
If you kiss your true love, he will die.
Leo picked up the phone, dialed without trying to think too hard. Frank answered. “Valdez?”
“Frank. Can you pick me up?”
“Yes! Yeah.” He sounded worried. “Are you okay?”
No, Leo wanted to say, but he wasn’t hurt or anything and he didn’t want to worry Frank. He settled on something simple, keeping his head against the wood of the door. “I just...I can’t be home right now. If you’re not doing anything-” He let the words hang.
“I’ll come by, I’m not busy.” Leo heard muffled movement from Frank’s end. “Did you see Hazel this afternoon?”
Silence. Only the crackling of the line. Then Leo said, “Can we talk about something else?”
A month and a half ago he would have said nothing, because Frank very clearly had feelings for Hazel and very clearly thought Leo was a shithead. Four weeks ago he would have said nothing because Frank was mad at Hazel and trying to hide it, and Leo wanted to be nowhere near the inevitable eruption. Three weeks ago Leo wasn’t sure if he and Frank were even really friends. Two weeks ago even, they were, but Hazel was still Frank’s older friend, the one who was there first, the one who would win the friend group when she and Leo’s whatever had imploded.
Now Leo didn’t know if Frank and Hazel were still friends at all. And after this afternoon, he didn’t know if Hazel would ever speak to him again.
The quiet static hissed for another long moment. Frank said, “I’ll be there in five.”
Leo waited on the curb, knees hunched towards his chest, trying to think of nothing at all. The air was humid, breezeless, almost oppressively tense. Mosquitos hummed and whined. Frank made it in four, a knight in shining Volvo. He pushed open the door and tossed the keys at Leo.
“Yeah?” he asked, surprised.
“You need it,” Frank said seriously. 
Both Frank and Leo struggled with carsickness, but Leo could typically withstand Frank’s cautious driving. Frank would also give Leo shotgun recently, despite Leo having way shorter legs than Reyna. This had made Reyna like Leo even less, if possible. Oh well. 
Leo took it easy on the way out of Jo and Emmie’s neighborhood, kept the speed of the road past the residential areas, but the second the empty streets straightened out he hit the gas and held it. Instead of grimacing, which Leo was watching for, Frank rolled down his window and held on. Under the streetlights over head, appearing in flashes and bursts, Frank’s white T-shirt practically glowed. Looking ahead at the road, eyes narrowed against the wind, he held none of his normal awkwardness. He had all the solidity of a tree trunk, a thousand year old boulder.
Frank reached forwards toward the radio, turning it on and skipping past the dad rock station Leo had laughed at him for liking. Settled on something more interesting, with a heavy bassline that matched the rumble of the center strip beneath Leo’s feet. 
“How was Canada?” Leo asked. Neither he nor Reyna had been invited. He was annoyed about it deep down, so he was sure Reyna was madder. Neither of them had voiced it, to his knowledge. He kept the annoyance tamped down, tough - he’d already used all his words on the topic on Hazel earlier. Now he was just curious about Frank’s family home.
Frank frowned in the corner of Leo’s eye. “I thought you didn’t want to talk about Hazel.”
“I don’t,” Leo said. “I’ve just never been to Canada. Or met your family. How was it?”
Frank told him about the coniferous forests around his house, the national park he lived in the backyard of, and grizzly bears and little red foxes that roamed nearby. Then he talked about downtown Vancouver, the places he’d hang out as a kid. Seafood by the harbor and a trip to Seattle, once. He talked about his grandma conscripting him into kitchen duty, described how homesick the food made him.
Leo listened. Before Jo and Emmie, he’d been a foster kid for six years. Before that, he lived in a crappy part of one of the hottest cities in the country, but he missed his mom’s apartment there with an intensity that made his heart feel like it was withering away to ashes. 
Whatever was replacing it was steelier, harder. 
The tiny glow of the stereo lit Frank’s knees, the thick muscle in his calves, the sparse hair on his legs. The furrow of his brow, the finally-relaxed set to his shoulders. Leo stopped looking, checked back at the road. Then looked back at Frank.
“It sounds nice.” They had reached the mountains. Leo slowed down a little to drive uphill. “I mean it. I’m glad you went.”
He was, now. He had been mad that Frank left, but he wanted him to be happy.
“What did you get up to?” Frank asked.
“Oh, you know. Worked on the truck. Kissed Nico. I saw Reyna across the street and waved at her.”
“Liar.”
Leo was lying. About Reyna, who he hadn’t seen once.
“Me and Hazel are done, I think.” He hadn’t meant to say that. Not now?
Frank didn’t look at him, kept his voice neutral as he stared out the window. “I was never sure if you two actually got together or not.”
Do you still like her? Leo wanted to ask. He couldn’t. Everything was too loaded.
“I don’t know what we were doing. But we’re not anything now.”
He couldn’t say who had dumped who. The fight had gotten too heated for specifics. 
Suddenly, Leo couldn’t stand it. He pulled the car over, and the lights of the city spread out before them. He slammed it into park.
“Well,” Frank said. “You got out of the house.”
Leo huffed a half-laugh. Drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. “Yeah. Thanks.”
Both of them stared out at the city. Leo reclined his seat a little, then realized that that action, in this context, felt more than a little illicit. Because Frank, still sitting up, was now above him, and staring down at him.
Leo stared back, now very self-conscious about being half-leaned back. He felt like he’d just ripped off his shirt. He wanted Frank to recline his own seat and rescue Leo from this feeling. He wanted to crawl out of his skin.
Frank swallowed. Leo still didn’t move, just looked back up at him.
Then Frank grimaced and shook his head, turning his head away. His ears were red. Now he was awkward. “Sorry. I’m sorry, I don’t...”
“It’s cool,” Leo said. He had absolutely no clue if it was cool. He thought it might not have been, actually. He rolled sideways to face Frank so that he wasn’t feeling quite so vulnerable. 
Frank swallowed again, then sniffled. “I don’t know if we’re still gonna be friends.” He wasn’t talking about Leo. “I’m scared she hates me right now.”
“She doesn’t, man.” Leo might have been lying, and he was fairly sure that Hazel hated him right now. But Hazel and Frank were different. “She thinks you’re hot shit. A fight won’t change that.”
Frank’s voice was small. Defeated. “This thing is...it’s so much bigger than us, and she wants to take it on by herself. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to fix it.”
Leo couldn’t answer that. He’d gone out with Hazel to avoid his prophetically-ordained male true love. He probably shouldn’t give others advice. He’d been wrong about Hazel, wrong about Frank.
Frank had seemed so bumbling and insecure at first. Leo thought it was nearly unforgivable for someone to have access to all that money and strength and potential and still not know what to do with themselves. He had been mean to Frank in a way that made him squirm now. Then again, Frank had been nasty right back. So Leo had allied himself firmly with Hazel.
Before Hazel had made a deal with a creepy primordial entity that would sometimes seize her mind and soul.
“I don’t know either,” Leo said to Frank. He exhaled. “All this stuff she was seeing was scaring me.” Hazel had scared him. And the way she buttoned up every single thing - her silence didn’t scare Leo, no matter how ominous it became. It just worried him, but Hazel had made it very, very clear that he should keep that to himself.
Frank hunched forward. “I just want her to be okay,” he muttered. “I can’t stand it when she’s hurting.”
Leo watched his profile. If he reached- 
No.
There was no way to go through here without wounding somebody. Hazel was hurting. Leo was hurting. Frank was hurting.
If he did what he wanted to do, here, now, would Frank survive it?
No.
Leo checked the backseat in the mirror, wondering for a second if some spectral Hazel would be there, if she could materialize like Nico did. He did not want the presence of her here. He wanted to be able to be her friend, or her boyfriend, in something that wasn’t going to blow up. Something that wouldn’t be ruined.
Or, as he watched Frank, something that wouldn’t be a betrayal. Destroy three friendships for the price of one.
He wondered if Hazel and Frank had actually hooked up last year. If he’d been crushing on not just Hazel’s best friend but her ex boyfriend, or at least ex something. Nico didn’t even know, because he’d made a face when Leo had asked and said he made a point of not finding out. 
Frank scrubbed a hand over his face. “God. This is miserable.”
“And you’re usually such a ray of sunshine,” Leo said, ducking away when Frank swiped a hand at him.
“I wish we could just...” Leo flapped both hands at the windshield. “Get a redo. Through this car.” The city kept glowing beneath them. Leo would forgive any billionaire all their crimes if one invented a flying car that he could have. 
“Did I get one with you?” Frank asked. 
Leo snorted. “You know I actually wasn’t mad at you, right? I was messing with you.”
“You got me.” Frank smiled for the first time all night. “Easy target, though.”
“Very.” Leo smiled too, almost helplessly. For once, he wasn’t fidgeting, wasn’t wandering off.
Frank looked at Leo’s mouth.
Never, thought Leo. Never. He couldn’t know if Frank was his true love or if he’d wake up tomorrow feeling nothing towards him. So he couldn’t kiss him.
A ghost on fire, a boy built like a man, his face obscured by the flame.
Who are you? Fai.
Burning, burning.
Frank reached forward. Touched Leo on the cheek.
Leo stopped breathing. Imagined that his face was combusting with heat.
His other hand. His other cheek. Frank was looking right at him. Leo could nearly hear his own blood sloshing through his heart, quickening, hurting his chest.
He wanted to push Frank away. He wanted to pull Frank on top of him. He reached up and wrapped his hand around Frank’s wrist, not tugging or shoving, just leaving it there. 
Frank leaned towards him, and Leo finally flinched. “You can’t.”
“I won’t.” Frank was still looking at him. “Trust me, I won’t.”
Leo hesitated, then nodded. Frank leaned in until they were chest to chest, cheek to cheek - Frank was as red as Leo imagined he was himself, which was a little vindicating. Leo reached up, touched his neck, then moved his arms up behind it, around Frank’s shoulders. Breathed out slowly. Their chests were touching, moving together. He could feel Frank close his eyes, feel his lashes brush against Leo’s temple. Leo’s next breath in was a little shakier.
A car passed by, headlights briefly flicking into the Volvo. Both of them tensed. Frank hung on a moment longer to Leo, then pulled back, taking his hands off, returning to his seat. Leo sat up and followed him over, reaching out and covering Frank’s mouth with his hand. Kissproof.
“I’m going to start having to do this,” he said. “If you’re gonna go around doing stuff like that.” 
He could feel Frank’s smile underneath his palm. He wanted to pull it off and keep it with him, in his pocket so he could pull it out whenever he needed it. They had to go back to real life in a moment, a real life where they couldn’t blow up their friend group or kill each other, and having that smile with him would make everything easier. Make anything more possible.
He pulled his hand away. “Let’s go home.”
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jordeclans · 11 months
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trc smau part 21/?
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es-3 · 1 month
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yk, props to gansey for having the “craving the chase not the end result” mindset for glendower but not converting that over to blue
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pipedreil · 9 months
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part 3
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