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Let's hear about the no-Aang AU!
I literally just posted the plot! Lol! So here's a snippet:
Fear alone kept Katara and her brother compliant as they were half dragged deeper into the ship. He let go of Katara once they were outside of another door, and knocked.
“Come in.” The soldier opened the door and pulled Katara and Sokka inside. A stout, gray-haired man sat at a desk that seemed to be just slightly too small for him. He looked up and blinked in surprise at the newcomers
“General Iroh,” the soldier gave a quick bow. “I found these two stowed away in the galley.”
“Oh?” Iroh asked. “That can’t have been very comfortable.” Katara and Sokka stared at him in stony silence. Iroh’s brows went up and he almost looked amused.
“How long have you been on the ship? I would hazard a guess based on your clothes,” he motioned at Katara’s fur lined parka, “that you joined us at the South Pole, yes?”
Still more silence.
“Would it be too much trouble to have your names?” Iroh asked. “It seems only right. After all, you have stowed away on my ship.” Katara and Sokka glanced at each other. So far it didn’t seem like they were in any immediate danger, but it seemed like a good idea to cooperate at least a little.
“I’m Sokka.”
“Katara.”
“And I, as I’m sure you heard, am General Iroh.” He smiled kindly at the siblings. “You are a long way from home. I’m sure someone is missing you two.” Neither Katara nor Sokka replied. Iroh turned to the soldier. “Do you know why they are here?”
“No sir,” the soldier replied. Iroh turned back to the siblings.
“No one forced you on board?” he asked them. He was still smiling kindly, but his gaze was sharp. Katara shook her head. Iroh’s gaze softened and he leaned back.
“Very good,” he said. “Still, if you don’t mind me asking, how did you come to be aboard my ship?”
“We needed to get to-” Katara cut herself off abruptly. Then she cleared her throat. “We needed to get out of the Southern Tribe.”
“We’re looking for…opportunities,” Sokka said slowly. He was clearly lying, but Iroh nodded along as if what he’d said made all the sense in the world.
“I suppose we all are at that,” he said.
“Who are you?” Katara asked.
“I’m General Iroh.”
“No,” Katara shook her head. “I mean I thought this was the Fire Nation prince’s ship, but you said it’s…yours?”
“What are you, like his grandpa or something?” Sokka asked. Iroh winced, but chuckled as he shook his head.
“His uncle, actually,” he said. “I was just unfortunate to not age as gracefully as some in my family. I suppose I take after my great-great grandfather. He was bald by age 30, you know.” Katara and Sokka exchanged uncertain glances. Why was this Fire Nation general- the prince’s uncle, no less- being so…nice?
“Are we going to be killed?” Katara blurted the question without thinking. Iroh balked and shook his head.
“No, of course not!” he said. “And you won’t be imprisoned either. Unfortunately, we cannot turn back to take you home, but I can do the next best thing and take you to the Earth Kingdom. I’m sure we can find another ship heading to the Southern Tribe.”
“We don’t want to go back,” Katara said.
“Let’s not be hasty,” Sokka nudged his sister. “That’s probably the best deal we can hope for.”
“I don’t want to go back, Sokka!” She whirled on him, her eyes flashing dangerously. “You can if you want to, but I’m going-” Katara caught herself before she finished her sentence. She looked at Iroh suspiciously. “I’m not ready to go home.”
“I see,” Iroh said, nodding his head. “You have a destination in mind. In that case, we’ll be happy to take you as far as the Earth Kingdom, and we’ll part as friends.”
“What’s the catch?” Sokka asked suspiciously.
“Catch?” Iroh repeated. He folded his hands over his ample stomach and smiled blithely.
“You’re Fire Nation,” Sokka said. “You’re a general for the Fire Nation. You’re just going to give two kids from the Southern Water Tribe passage on your ship for free? I don’t buy it. What’s your angle, old man?”
“No angle,” Iroh assured them both. “We are unable to escort you home, and I would hazard to guess that being left in the middle of the ocean would be dangerous to anyone. Even a waterbender would find it daunting.” Katara’s spine stiffened. “I would rather not have your deaths on my conscious, so I think taking to you the Earth Kingdom is the best compromise for all of us, do you agree?”
Sokka and Katara said nothing, but they shared a questioning glance. Neither of them truly trusted Iroh, but he was right about there being no other choice than to accept the deal being offered.
“What do you get out of this?” Katara asked suspiciously. Iroh just shrugged.
“Our crew is not very large,” he said. “A few extra hands to help with chores would make sailing to the Earth Kingdom much easier. In exchange, you’ll get room, board, and a few coins for your pocket.”
“Are you for real?” Sokka reeled back in shock. “You’re hiring us?” Iroh nodded with an affable smile.
“I think it’ll be a mutually beneficial arrangement for everyone,” he said. “Of course, if you’d rather spend the trip in the brig, that is also an option. That would be far less comfortable, however.” Katara and Sokka exchanged another glance. Sokka had a tight frown on his face, but finally he gave Katara a sharp nod.
“Okay,” Katara said, taking a deep breath. “We accept your offer.”
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I’m just saying this is how it ended (for the writing game thingy) mostly bc i'm familiar with the other titles but not this one. so if u wanna talk about it with me, feel free to!!
Liam doesn’t budge. He doesn’t move, or give any thought to letting Theo to drive off, away from Beacon Hills and away from him.
Away from the rest of the world and away from the one person that sees right through the chimera.
“You’re going off to college. What am I supposed to do?” Theo sighs, defeated.
“Um, kinda hoping you would come too.” Liam grows worried, that little voice in his head making him doubt Theo’s feelings.
“To where? To follow you around like some kind of crazy person.” Theo rolls his eyes, smiling.
“No. To finish your own path. Maybe I believe that involves being close to me”. He holds his breath, waiting for the next word from Theo, vulnerable and fully aware that he’s taking a risk.
“Wow. What an ego.” The chimera smirks.
“This is why I don’t like you. You ruined the moment.” Liam snaps, getting into the truck, hellbent on making Theo follow him across the country.
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Weekend WIP Game
tagged by @jesuisici33 <3
Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more)
1. WIP List:
alive shannon
sick eddie
buddie coffee shop
new buddie chris' school
roommates
bi eddie
buddie death cast fic
cheating fic
untitled natalia fic
buddie 2x01
5+1 nicknames
coffee buddie
2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?
alive shannon with 20k words so far
3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?
alive shannon, since it's kinda a canon rewrite and I still haven't decided to which point it's gonna go, we'll see when it'll feel right to end it haha
4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?
once again, alive shannon haha - it's just so fun to explore what all those dynamics could've been, and giving Eddie and Shannon some closure, and I love exploring Shannon's character, too, speculating on her thoughts and motivations, and diving into everyone's heads, and I'm so excited to see it all develop!!
5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?
I think it's either alive shannon or the cheating fic
alive shannon bc I've never written s2/s3 buddie and I wanna get their characters semi-right, and I don't remember a lot of details so I need to get on with my rewatch lol - and also writing Shannon's and Eddie's feelings on their relationship and how it all ended is not easy haha
and the cheating fic bc it's so not my thing but a song inspired it and it got stuck in my head and it's happening haha and I hope I'll make it make sense haha
6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?
tbh all of them - some more, some less, but there are moments, especially lately, when veeeery often I'm just like: everything I write sucks wtf
7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?
@giddyupbuck agreed to beta the alive shannon fic, and I spam them with snippets if I'm in doubt and it's sooo helpful fr ily <3
and I'll need alive shannon beta-read bc it's gonna be so long, and I keep changing my mind about things bc of how many ideas I have, so I just need someone else to look at it and tell me if everything makes sense haha - and Ro's helped me so much with some previous fics so they have my full trust with my baby that is the alive shannon fic haha
8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?
all of them at some point lol - a few of these are actually on hold bc of that - I will get back to them tho!
9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?
as of now there's no ocs in any of these, but we'll see haha
10. Which WIP is the sexiest?
cheating fic and maaaaybe coffee buddie (if I'll ever get back to this one) - no actual smut in my wips yet atm
11. Which WIP is the angstiest?
buddie death cast fic - if you've read 'they both die at the end' you know why lol this is not gonna have a happy ending
12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?
so far I'm loving everyone in alive shannon so I guess let's go with that haha
13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?
oh I am so bad this - but maybe let's say buddie coffee shop au bc i think it's the only one where I put even a little bit of focus on the setting lmao
14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?
alive shannon, been thinking about it and making notes for months before I started writing, and I don't think i've ever been this invested in a fic
15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?
alive shannon - - like I said, it's my most precious baby, and I'm so excited to not only write it but read it, and I hope it's gonna be as good as it is in my head, and I hope I'll make the story make sense with Shannon there, but also keeping some important buddie moments from canon hah
16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?
not sure if i've ever dreamt about a wip, but i do get new ideas in my sleep sometimes lol
17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?
alive shannon will have switching povs which i rarely do, so it's gonna be a challenge to write three distinct voices - and diving into Shannon's head and feelings and motivations will also definitely be hard
18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?
I think sick eddie - he's so ridiculously stubborn and difficult istg haha
or buddie coffee shop with how fucking awkward buck's being
19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?
yep, once again, alive shannon - it's as much a buddie fic as it is a shannon fic, so it's not exactly outside pov, bc I'm just excited to focus on her equally as much, on how she's settling into their lives, becoming a better mom, being involved in Chris' life - she's gonna have as much focus as buddie sns
it's not easy, bc it's alternating povs and once I get stuck in Eddie's head it's hard to leave, but so far it's been fun
20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs
uhhh, I think I share like everything lol
okay, so maybe: alive shannon will definitely go at least up until s4 and will include Eddie dating Ana 👀 purely bc I want a buddie-shipping Shannon to be like wtf eddie???
also, there will be more than one mcd in the death cast fic
and coffee buddie was loosely inspired by a small thing from luke cage lol
no pressure tags: @daffi-990 @fortheloveofbuddie @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @diazblunt @911onabc @eddiediaztho @housewifebuck @lover-of-mine @gayhoediaz @rogerzsteven @watchyourbuck @hoodie-buck @monsterrae1 @ladydorian05 @forthewolves @honestlydarkprincess @wildlife4life @theotherbuckley @weewootruck @thewolvesof1998 @disasterbuckdiaz @loserdiaz @underwater-ninja-13 @giddyupbuck @hippolotamus @eowon @callaplums @spotsandsocks
#alive shannon is like most of these answers lmao#but i'll talk about this fic at every and all opportunities istg i just love it so much#sorry to annoy y'all with it haha - if anyone doesn't wanna be tagged in only alive shannon stuff just lmk fr#weekend wip game#wip asks#writer asks#wikiangela writes#my wips#fanfic ask game#buddie#buddie wip#the alive shannon fic
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(Why So Blue) I can't figure out if it would be better for Vox and troll!reader to have hatesex or really soft sex and it's burning my brain. I can't wait for part 2 to permanently altar my brain chemistry 🧎♂️🧎♂️🧎♂️
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Hate sex would make a lot of sense - I mean they are rivals and even though 'Why So Blue' shows both parties wanna be a bit more than what they are rn, there's obviously a LOT of pent up anger and bs there. From Vox especially.
BUT the idea of reader fucking him really soft is also so damn good. Imagine Vox just pulling the usual bratty shit he goes on with and then just. Absolutely falling apart under reader for a completely different reason because after everything, they are treating him so gently outside of some light teasing.
Hmmmm idk ideas ideas.
Idk if the original anon requesting that would would be cool if it took that turn tho so I'm hesitant to actually write smut in part 2 or 3 (if we get to part 3 lmao)
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jan 2019 pleak 🙏
WIP asks but it's just the various sections of my happy (???) beville (/angsty carraville) WIP
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January, 2019.
“Ugh, Carragher invited me to his birthday party.”
David looks up at Gary over his glasses, does a pretend gasp. “Your friend invited you to a party? Someone call the fuckin’ press, this sounds like the start of a national crisis.”
“Oh shush, you. D'you think I actually 'ave to go?"
"He's turning forty, ain't he? That's a big'un."
Gary hates parties. He hates Liverpool. He hates parties in Liverpool, or he will once he's actually attended one.
He remembers the Carragher convoy at international tournaments, knows they'll be out 'til the early hours of the next morning, which means that he'll have to be out 'til the early hours because he's never in his life left a party early and he's not about to start now. Which means that he won't be able to drive home at the end, which means that he'll have to stay in Liverpool overnight, and this is sounding worse and worse by the second.
"Don't suppose you fancy comin' along too?" he asks David, because why should he have to suffer alone?
David, because he is much more of a miserable bastard than people give him credit for, hums and says "can't, I'll be in London."
"I've not told you when it is yet, you twat."
"Whenever it is, I guarantee there will be very urgent business I need to attend to. In London."
"You're not very nice."
"Oi! I am delightful."
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Just close friends and family, Jamie had said.
Gary's yet to see anyone at this fucking party that's not related to Jamie somehow. He's not sure what Jamie would qualify as a 'close friend', but it can't be too tight a group if he counts Gary among them. He'd been expecting to see Stevie, at least. Jamie's an antisocial prick who tends to rub people the wrong way but Stevie's managed to stick it out all these years, and Glasgow's not that far away.
But two hours in and there's nobody else from football there.
He'd chatted to Jamie's dad for a while, reminisced about Big Nev - a unifying power if ever there was one. Gary's not sure he's ever met someone that knew his father who hadn't loved him. He's caught up with Nicola, entertained Jamie's kids - or tried to, as much as you can with two spoilt unimpressed teenagers.
He's starting to run out of ways to pass the time, and the party's still going strong.
There's not been much opportunity to speak to Jamie, not properly. Not that he's got much to say - he'd seen him at work just a couple of days ago, and they text pretty much every day anyway. And it's not like he's brought him a present, or even a card, so he doesn't actually have a reason to pull him away from his friends.
The more he drinks, the harder it gets to parse the Scouse screeches of the other guests into recognisable words, so he grabs a can of coke and goes to hide in the bathroom for a bit, decompress.
He's checking his emails - because it's midnight on a Saturday, why wouldn't he be checking his emails? - when the door swings open, startling him. Jamie stumbles in, flushed from drinking, and when his eyes land on Gary his whole face splits into a grin.
"Gaz!" he cheers, much too loud for such a confined space. "Was wonderin' where you'd got to, I'd been startin' to think you'd flaked out on me."
Gary shrugs. "Never, Carra, you know me. Just needed a time out."
"Ah," Jamie says, nodding sagely. "Were you getting' all - " he waves his hands around his head, as if that's explanation enough. "Wassit called, again? Senses… sensory overload, innit?"
"You been talkin' to Becks?" Gary asks suspiciously, because he's the only person he can think of that uses all those weird therapy words in casual conversation. Always, at big parties, squeezing Gary's hand and saying I know it's loud, Gaz, I know it's too much. Just keep your focus on me.
"Why the fuck would I wanna talk to 'im," Jamie scoffs, and Gary feels his heart rate pick up.
Just keep your focus on me.
He thinks… he thinks there must be something wrong with him, he must've had more to drink than he thought, because -
Because he's looking at Jamie, and he finds he doesn't want to think about Becks at all. He almost wishes - and it's crazy, there has to be something wrong with him - he almost wishes there was no Becks to think about.
Jamie's looking back at him with those piercing grey eyes, and Gary's clenches his hands at his sides before they go and do something stupid like reach out to him.
He clears his throat. "Enjoyin' your party?"
The scowl fades from Jamie's face into something softer. "Yeah," he says, nodding vigorously, "it's sound."
*
It's still dark when David is woken by Gary bustling around the bedroom, but it's the middle of winter and they have blackout blinds so really it could be any time at all. He grabs his phone to glance at the time - it's not quite 6am yet, much too early for him to be waking up. Much too late for Gary to be coming to bed.
Gary comes over and pats his hair clumsily, says "sorry, Becks, din't mean to wake you. I'll go to spare room."
David's eyes are too heavy to roll them at Gary, but he huffs an exasperated sigh and wordlessly lifts up the covers for Gary to climb in next to him.
Gary climbs into bed fully clothed and immediately snuggles up to David, the way he'd never admit to liking when he's sober. He bunches his hands in the fabric of David's t-shirt and rests his head on his chest, his breath smelling like sweet wine.
"Thought you were staying over in Liverpool?" David mumbles into Gary's hair.
"Called a cab," Gary replies vaguely. "Was missin' you."
"'s only been a few hours, weirdo."
Gary whines unhappily, so he adds "I missed you too. Will you let me get back to sleep now?"
#gary experiencing any sort of feeling for anyone other than becks: i think there's something wrong with me. better go home!#beville#carraville#wip asks#im always out here in the trenches pushing the 'gary is autistic' agenda#also didnt know how to work it in there but jamie here knows what sensory overload is because he has been reading up on it.#so that he can understand gary. he probably googled 'why does my bestie get stressed at loud noises sometimes' and went from there
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omg I'd love to hear more about 'Congratudolences on the Surprise Marriage, Hob', please?
I'm holding off on posting it until I get the next chapter of Audacity up. but fun fact! When they go up I'm just gonna give in and put it and Obviously into a series with Audacity in Human Form.
They don't really spoil anything except for the fact that surprise! those guys do indeed get together! and in my head they're all the same universe so like, I'm accepting that fact. So I guess Congratudolences is gonna be the fic for how the Audacity pair gets officially hitched.
Anyway here's another snippet from it
"You. Are an impossible, absurd, rather stupid, wondrous, gorgeously mad creature." Hob says. Each insult and compliment is punctuated with a brief kiss against a new part of Dreams face, each one a small firecracker of brilliant soft-warm-popping-brightness against his skin. "You are mine. And I am yours. Got it?"
Unable to do much else, Dream nods.
"Off your rocker, you are." Hob says adoringly. "I've no idea how that lunatic mind of yours works. I love it. Drives me up the fucking wall."
"Is this meant to alleviate my concerns?"
"Oh YOUR concerns, is it? Never a dull moment, is what I'm saying. Love it. I love you. If I let go of your head, will you promise to not disappear on me to go have a fit?"
“I do not. Have. Fits.”
“Yeah, close enough.” Hob nods. “I'll take that.”
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Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Tagged by no one. Truthfully my writer's block is heavy and weighty. And I haven't produced anything in completion since October. But I am still working on things in the mean time, here and there. Maybe some interest in one of these would be the boost I need.
So here's the list :
1. Gummy's Birthday Fic
2. Sy- Drunk like you
3. New Walter Fic
4. NJDevil!Geralt
5. Migrained Reader vs Walter
6. SPN/Witcher crossover
7. Blinded by the fog Halloween Special
8. Deacon x reader
9. Bar Hopping
10. You ain't from around here
11. 911
12. JJ cuck
Tags: (am not sure who all has been tagged already so apologies if you've been tagged already) @ellethespaceunicorn @gummydummy19 @ronearoundblindly @sarahdonald87 @adulting-sucks @jvanilly @blackwood4stucky @notyetneedcoffee @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @martha-oi @brandycranby @peachyvulpixie
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(My app is being weird with asks so answering like this instead @neongreenllama @lynxindisguise )
Hello thank you both!! <3
Winter tale is a “small” thing I first thought about in November. I wanted to make something to post during December, leading up to Midwinter - which I obviously didn’t because 1) I still barely got any words out when trying to write, and 2) I realised that even if I could write this small tale in time, half the point of it was also illustrating it. And yeah, I’m too slow for that. I’m not actively working on this, but I do love it so we’ll see!
The vibe that inspired it is long winter nights in an old forest covered in snow and sparkling with magic beneath a starlit sky. The story idea is based around Scandinavian folklore about werewolves, mainly that they turn every night, not only during the full moon, and the curse can be broken by someone calling them by their (christian) name while they’re transformed.
Snippet:
What’s your name?
Silence, a bowed head, eyes on the grass between his fingers. I don’t know. I don’t remember.
Don’t people call you anything?
A wry smile in the corner of his lips, where one scar stretches. Lots of things. Nothing quite right for a name, though.
Sirius frowns, and the boy looks back at him from under long lashes, head tilted slightly to the side. You really don’t know? He asks it with a small voice giving away his uncertainty, and maybe also the slightest glimmer of hope.
The story is that Sirius is a witch apprentice to his mother, but doesn’t want to follow in her footsteps (needless to say, she disapproves of this). One morning when he avoids his duties by sneaking out into the nearby forest, he stumbles upon a wounded boy. The boy is scared, quiet, and doesn’t remember his own name. As Sirius keeps finding him the same way each morning, always taking care of him as much as he’s allowed, the boy eventually tells him he’s a werewolf. The village isn’t safe for him because everyone knows about him and would shoot the wolf on sight, and while he can’t remember his life before the wolf, he has a vague sense of home somewhere on the other side of the forest. He has tried many times to head there, but the wolf always returns to this village.
As autumn shifts into winter, and the nights grow longer, Sirius runs away from home, to follow Moony through the dark and mysterious forest. Hoping to find family on the other side, able to tell who he is, before Midwinter marks the night he will be turned to a wolf for good.
Send me WIP asks!
#wip asks#wolfstar#llama tag#lynx tag#winter tale#not actually what it would be called but it'll do for now#my writing
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Okay I HAVE to know about Chemistry Mice 👀
Hey Ruthie! So you, @teacupsandtopgun and @sarahsmi13s all asked about “Chemistry Mice” and the actual title in the actual document is “You and Me? We Got Chemistry” (@startrekfangirl2233 and I were messing around and she is the reason that it is named the way it is 😂 because the reader calls Mickey “Mouse” and it kinda stuck)
For the actual story, this is my summary:
An administrative error forces Mickey to have to retake Chem 111 AKA the most basic Chemistry class in order to graduate and he is not happy. On day one, something, more like someone changes his mind about having to retake the class. You were forced into Chem 111 after your attempt at taking Bio for your required science fell through. The only problem is you haven’t taken chemistry since high school. Different subject matter, a lot of Star Trek, and an initially rude lab partner later, maybe you and Mickey can find a way to tolerate the class together.
I have plans to make it a two-shot, or more, depending on how wordy I get.
And this is College!Mickey!
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Okay I have to ask about Rex and Numa
I cannot for the life of me find this right now--the hazards of hand writing in multiple notebooks! -- but it was inspired by the W*B month prompt "return to Ryloth" and was supposed to be a 5+1 of Rex and Numa getting to know one another in an AU where R/B/W was a thing.
It opens with Numa mistaking Rex for Waxer when she tries to crawl into bed with them in the morning. Summary was going to be something like "Five times Rex tried to make friend with Numa (and one Numa made friends with Rex)"
I cannot believe I cant find this. I know are at least 2 pages written and I have flipped through every page of all three notebooks multiple times. Expect me to dump a photo of the page into your DMs when i find it at 3am in 2027.
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What is the plot for the No Aang Au? Like is it just the show without Aang or is a different Avatar or something like that?
I haven't plotted the entire thing out. I only have the first chapter and bits of later scenes sketched out, so the whole premise may change once I sit down to actually work on it. So far, what I have is Katara and Sokka never find Aang in the iceberg. When Zuko and his crew come to the SWT, she and Sokka sneak onboard trying to get to the NWT so Katara can find someone to train her. They are caught, and Iroh "hires" them, in spite of Zuko's protests.
The White Lotus plays a big part in this. There is also a subsect of the group (or maybe another group entirely) that thinks Katara was supposed to be the Avatar, because she is unusually powerful, but the cycle was stalled for some reason- they come to the conclusion that the last Avatar died, but the way he died trapped the Avatar spirit. They think that killing Katara will restart the cycle and allow the next Avatar to be born. I haven't decided if they're wrong or not, or if they will eventually find Aang after all. Most of the story is Katara, Sokka and Zuko playing keep away from Azula- who is hunting the Avatar- and the Maybe Rogue White Lotus members- who want to ritually sacrifice Katara.
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mafia please!!
This is actually the next chapter after this current update but I’ll share it now 🌚
The hammer slams on the table, rattling the floor and making the table shake.
Liam’s eyes widen, unable to look away but its the silence that makes him shiver, the chilling sound of bones cracking that keeps him frozen to his seat.
“Theo! Really!” Corey yells, shocked by the chimera’s sudden violent response to Donovan’s poor attitude.
“Sorry, I was trying to keep it cordial.” Theo shrugs, looking at the other man to gauge his mood and if he’s now taking the hint that Theo’s serious.
Liam shouldn’t be mesmerized by Theo’s ability to command attention, but he’s having a hard time not being enthralled by it.
#mafia au#love is a twisted dance of shadows#wip stuff#wip asks#wip sneak peek#wip wednesday#answered#dark Theo#Liam Dunbar#theo raeken#unedited#chimera pack
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aaah, can you do the rainbow 🌈 for the ask game, please? 👉🏻👈🏻
Hello, my lovely anon 🥰 Thank you for the ask! Something soft/fluffy you say? Hmm, do I even have any soft and fluffy WIPs???
*scans all 33 WIP documents* oof... Best I can do is some mild hurt/comfort.
This is some dialogue from a fic that I don't know when I'll write or publish. It's pretty drafty writing, so please excuse the poor dialogue tags. Basically, similar to my "Dancing Lights" concept, Fox can turn into a fox. I took a beat from an manga/anime called Fruits Basket, and added the twist that he transforms when he's sick.
“Vod’ika,” Wolffe sighs. “What happened?”
Fox uncurls his head and looks at Wolffe.
“You’re sick, aren’t you?” Wolffe asks as he smooths his hand over Fox’s ears.
Fox growls.
“Hey,” Wolffe warns. “Don’t be a pain. Your girlfriend commed me when you didn’t come home.”
Fox’s ears twitch.
“That’s right,” Wolffe continues. “I'm taking you home. You’ve got some explaining to do.”
Sorry, but this is the softest/fluffiest thing I have right now 😅
Ask game for teasing WIPs
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Number 2 .. which is perhaps Evan with an E 👀
You are correct my beloved Evan with a B it s!
Haven t done much more on this but here’s a chunky snippet of chapt 2 just for you
Whenever he could, he’d hide in the small ‘library’ room the orphanage had. It wasn’t really a library but it had almost twenty books thanks to a donation from a wealthy patron. He’d read the story books in there twice and he’d poured over the ones with facts and figures and studied the skeletons and other inside parts in the book for doctors. There were books with drawings of exotic animals and unfamiliar plants and maps of the places they can be found that he knows he’ll never see but his favourite book was the a thin one that had pictures of the way the moon changed and the names of comets that fly through the night ( he’s still not entirely convinced that can be true). It had the patterns and the names of the stars drawn in it. He’d looked at those pictures until he could draw the patterns from memory. The “constellations” the book said. He’d always wanted to see if the drawings were true, if the patterns were really in the sky but they were always sent to bed and locked in their rooms by 8 pm. He could sometimes see the moon through the window but never the stars. He’d always imagined they’d be beautiful. Like diamonds sparkling in the sky, not that he’d ever seen diamonds either.
He’s still not seen diamonds, he can’t imagine that will change but he knows the stars are beautiful now,because he’s seen them, clear and dazzling in the sky above Green Gables. Each one was bright and clear and amazing.
He wasn’t locked in anymore and Bobby had shown him the stars. It turned out the pictures in the books were true except it was a little harder to see the patterns up in the sky and apparently not all of them were up there all the time.
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Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
I love this idea!! Thanks for the tag @virtualtaleinternet. I'm probably gonna play a little fast and loose with the definition of "line" lol. These are all Roslin/Adama unless otherwise specified
Know You Anywhere: tour-of-the-multiverse AU fic
It took all of Laura’s energy not to sway on her feet.
Whatever It Takes: the babyfic nobody wants, now with Chamalla Visions ™️
The snakes were, perhaps, the worst of it. Bad enough to bear confessing. There were other visions, less terrifying, more familiar, and these she kept to herself.
Insomnia: smut 😁
Laura stretched one foot backward, seeking the edge of the blanket and a breath of cool air.
Standstill: (Fringe) Peter/Olivia angst
He’s waiting on the steps when she pulls in. The headlights sweep over him, sitting forward with his elbows on his thighs, watching her.
The Bond: Spirk smut and angst
The emptiness was shocking in its completeness. The last time Spock had been this isolated within his own mind, he had been a child of seven, barely aware even of himself. Then, T’Pring had been there
Looking Through Glass: post-canon BSG fix-it with OCs
Bal had skinned both his knees on sharp stones. The pain had brought big tears to his eyes, and they'd rolled down his cheeks before he could stop them, leaving tracks in the dust that had settled there.
Another Dance: (the Sopranos) Carmela/Furio smutttt
Furio had never made a habit of considering the aftermath.
Things Seen Clearly: five times Bill borrowed Laura's glasses, and one time he didn't
The coffee table was a mess.
The Only Home Left Anywhere: post-mutiny reunion angst
Laura was weeping. Not brushing away stubborn tears, nor welling up with closely held feeling, but falling apart, body racked with breathless sobs.
As a treat, the 10th one is my unposted, almost finished Lokius fic:
Centuries: during the centuries-long time jump, Loki seeks comfort with variants of Mobius from time to time
Slipping back to Mobius was so natural, Loki did it almost without thinking.
Lol my pattern is, like, pathologically short, abrupt sentences. Taken all together, I hate it 😂
Ok now the hard part, please don't hate me if I somehow make this weird or cringe 😅😅😅🫠 tagging @allatariel @cryscal @mimine666
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Drarry doppelgangers WIP???? say more!!! 👀
Hi hii! Thanks for the ask about this WIP.
This one is a post-eighth-year fic where a magical accident on the Hogwarts Express on the way home causes Draco and Harry to fast forward a year into the future, and they are now basically doubles of themselves from the past. Confused? You're right to be 🤣
Should they seek their current selves out? Should the Ministry keep them hidden from the public? Should they take full advantage of the fact that Hermione is an Unspeakable Trainee?
And should they ignore that kiss they shared on the train?
I have approx 800 words written, but a document full of unhinged notes.
Thanks for asking, sweet heart of porcelain!!!!
#WIP asks#This fic is already hurting my head a bit#I hope I get time to work on it soon#drarry#maester blethers
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