#fieldtrip trope

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[gohanvegeta]

does anyone else remember when "gohan and his classmates go on a fieldtrip to capsule corp" was a popular fic trope in the 2000s/early 2010s. can we bring it back i feel like it would be so funny

#dragon ball #dragon ball z #db #dbz #gohan #son gohan

[bokunosoul]

Hiiii ur head canons are literally so good could u make an actual story for the undertaker one from ur “Black Butler men as cliché love tropes pt. 2” post?? It’s too good😏

Once upon a Victorian love story

AN : Oh god this request was like 2 years ago, im so sorry i had a writers block and an unmotivated self ): So i hope this long one shot will be acceptable.

Warnings : This was before undertaker becomes a funeral director, typo errors, reader is sent bac kin the 1800s, angst, past lovers au, abuse, messed up shit in the era, death, im using "adrian crevan" as undertaker's name for this au but it's not official yet (only a theory)

I was sitting the the bus for what seems like eternity now. It was the day of the most awaited college fieldtrip for your history major, everyone is exempted in the finals. Except you need to join this trip and write a thousand words essay to pass.

“Hey y/n!” i turn my head to my friend Samantha who is my seatmate for this trip. "Just in time!" she was panting heavily and i sighed. She was always like this, a last minute go'er kinda girl.

A minute later the professor started doing a roll call for each students---everyone was present. After that the bus started hitting the road, i turn to the bus window and just grabbed my airpods on and listened to some music to pass time whilst watching the view.

Two hours later, we arrived at the outskirts of London. The road was getting narrow and narrow as it reaches the misty forest. Crows flock and squawked around the huge gate of the museum which gave off an mysterious aura at the place. Intriguing.

The huge rusty gate opens automatically and your classmates started filming the place as the bus enters the museum. It has amazing landscape and a castle-like exterior that was well maintained. It was amazing on how it was preserved for 150+ years.

"Ah, Mr. Brown! welcome! welcome!" an elderly man wearing a butler's outfit greets our professor. They seemed to be well acquainted with each other as they hugged each other.

Samantha drags me away in front of the students gathering which a tour guide was calling the attention of all the students. "Welcome to the Phantomhive museum students of the University of England! I am Oliver Smith your official tour guide for this trip." he says and continues making a speech on how about this museum is actually a manor back in the victorian era, where a earl used to live in.

The tour guide leads the steps to the museum and the huge oak doors were already opened, inside it was a floor filled with black and white marbled floor, Greek columns, ceiling decked with lighted chandeliers that made you look in awe, paintings hanged up on the wall on top of the dark oak grand staircase.

You followed the guide upstairs again, which led to a dimly lit hallway which the only light source is the windows. I took out my camera and took photos of several victorian artifacts to document and write about.

After that, the tour guide let us roam around the manor but gave off an warning on prohibited activities such as trespassing the locked rooms, touching the objects and a bunch of other stuff. I walked away and looked around which i ended up suddenly seperated from my friend.

Being bored, you decided to just wander around the museum. You suddenly felt a familiar presence, you stopped and look directly at the gigantic painting encased in gold on top of a fire place. There was a man whom dressed in black holding a scythe of death with a peculiar look of smile on his face and a woman on his side who seems to be in a casket laying beautiful in white.

You found yourself looking the the masterpiece intensely "She is beautiful as always even in her last breath." i turn to look at beside me, it was a man with ominous black hair, maybe a bit older than you and was wearing a butler outfit radiating an peculiar aura. Maybe he's another tour guide? i said to myself

I just stood there frozen feeling a wav of familiarity and longing whilst looking at the painting "Adrian Crevan, he used to be the lord Phantomhive's informant. Well, we prefer calling him 'Undertaker' because that was he's known for. Handling corpses and being a funeral director." the man chuckled, and he turns to look at you and smile.

I just stood there frozen, my mind started go hazy and a sharp pain came crashing in your head and unknown memories started coming back from the past.

It all turned black. That's what i remembered.

Somewhere in the 1800s. --------

"Lady y/n, it's time." my maid Laura says behind me. I sighed and turned around to see her holding a whale bone corset. I raised my arms and let her put on the garment which makes

It was my mother's funeral and i have no energy on whatsoever to dress up and even think right. You did not even need this corset anymore because you don't have the appetite to eat. After finishing on putting on the mourning dress and veil i went outside where my carriage was already waiting, with my father inside it.

He was stern looking as always, but behind that façade of his you knew that he was ecstatic. Afterall he lost all the dignity after taking your mother's last name which made him feel emasculated which resulted to him---having affairs, abusive and absent.

My mother was a weak woman, i must admit. She was bound to die before reaching the age of 40 due to her having pneumonia. Despite this, even when she was sick, she was the one guiding you throughout my childhood. When her body can't take it anymore i was getting guidance from my aunt who is my governess.

At just 37 years old before my 18th birthday, yesterday, she passed away peacefully at night. Right here you could not even cry and remain emotionless, all this was not easily to process in just one day. You were in denial.

I just stood there watching my father shed crocodile tears at his speech on how my mother was a loving wife to him and a bunch of other nonsense that happened to them that did not even happened.

Everyone else was crying pathetically. She was born to die, why would anyone be this surprised? An hour later after the mass, your mother's coffin was brought to the cemetery to lay rest beside her late parents grave.

You just watch it get dumped in with the soil and the mourners throwing a white rose as it gets buried. I walked off as i threw the flower on it. My body felt heavy as i feel my tears started swelling in my eyes and i took off running to hide in the cemetery's nearby garden.

I started hysterically crying eventually falling down on my knees whilst clutching a portrait of my late mother. You could only thank the rain and thunder for now as no one can hear your wailing.

"My, my why is a lady doing here crying alone?" a voice mixed with teasing says. I turn around to see a man with long ash hair wearing a long black suit with glasses.

I sniffled and just wailed again and again until no tears started to come out of my eyes and i just sat on the ground numb from all of the pain while the man just stared at you blankly.

You started getting pissed off as he stares at you "What is your problem, why are you staring!?" i growled at him, he laughs and mumbles an explanation that you could not understand and i stood up and stormed away.

He grabs your hand and gives you something out of his pocket which seemed like a chain. I turn to him and opened my palms. My eyes widened at the sight "T-this!...."

"Your mother asked me to give this to you as a keepsake." the man says, his face stoic. Meanwhile i looked at the locket with my late mother's hair on it emotionally and smiled. Your father did not allow you to keep a memory of your mother, hence burning down all of the photographs, paintings, letters and clothes---every memory of your mother's existence.

The man started walking away "S-sir! wait!" i stopped him. He stops and turn around "W-what's your name?" i asked him stuttering. The man smiled "Adrian Crevan, the grim reaper." he says nonchalantly in a silly way that made you chuckle.

"Thank you, Mr. Adrian the grim reaper...?" i jokingly said while wiping my tears and bow at him in respect. He nods before walking away. You secretly hoped that you see each other again.

Two months later you started healing from the passing of your mother and going out more to balls that your invited too.

I stepped out of the carriage and twinkled at the sight of the beautiful mansion in front of me which belonged to the Duke who is part of the royal family. I stood in line of the guests infront of the door who are waiting for their names to be announced.

"Lady y/n of house l/n!" i thanked the man and stepped forward inside the hall wearing my lavish green silk ballgown and curtsied. Every woman stared me with envy, meanwhile men stared at me with lustful eyes.

This was normal since i was not betrothed to anyone at the moment and married men are taking advances with me to take me as their bride or mistress.

I greeted them respectfully but declined them, it was tiring. Honestly.

I found myself surrounded by women flaunting their riches at me. I wish I'd be deaf right now, it's annoying. You slipped away from them and took an glass of champagne from the table and walked towards the empty halls of the mansion just admiring the moonlight outside of the window. I flinched when i suddenly heard an loud thud near the empty grand staircase in the 2nd floor.

I walked towards where i heard the noise. You held your breath as you saw a young woman's body down the stairs, her head has pool of blood forming, and eyes in shock. I held my mouth as i saw the scene. I could not even move, i was frozen from my spot.

A man then appeared from the scene all dressed in black suit, long ash grey hair and glasses holding a scythe. I recognize that man! he was that peculiar guy from your mother's funeral that gave the locket!

He glanced at you but doesn't seem to care and just slashed the dead woman's body. I closed my eyes firmly at the sight. I took a bit of a peek, but instead of seeing a more bloody scenes it was different.

It was like a cinematic record, but not a movie---but someone's memories in their point of view. It continued on forever and ever until it reaches the end of the tape which has the word 'END' on it.

The reaper looks at you curiously "Why aren't you running away my lady?" he asks and folds the cinematic record neatly and put it into his pocket.

I was left speechless, am i going crazy?

"W-what just happened?" I gulped and he rests his scythe on his shoulders "I just reap people souls my lady, im what you called---death." he stated and grabs your waist swiftly and once you opened your eyes you were floating in the sky gracefully.

"Oh god! this is unsafe!" i screeched and held on to him tight not looking down on the ground since you're afraid of heights. A few moments in floating in the air you both landed on the ground.

He chuckled "Humans like you are really interesting, it's been a while Lady y/n~" he commented and kissed my hands, which made me blush. The man smiles at you and you two sat in an empty bench.

"w-WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!" i asked, still in shock and shook the man, he started laughing "You just saw me doing my 'job' and flew!" h e replied.

I hold my head to process on what just happened, maybe i'm just too drunk? I asked him all of my questions on who, what, where, when and why---all of the possible questions. Well that lead to you to getting more interested in each other that birthed to friendship of a human and grim reaper.

Then a relationship a few months later.

You and Adrian are both happy with each other. Every after he finished his job you two would secretly meet up. He would tease you all the time and brought you on top of the big ben at London on a full moon to have a date. The man was also a clingy person who likes to see humorous stuff all the time. Even if he's not a normal person that doesn't stop you both, but this is the day you will finally introduce him formally to your father.

He was ecstatic and positive as you two both enter your manor to greet your father the Lord of house l/n.

"Father, meet my significant other Adrian."

Your father looked at him sternly and was silent, he just sat there and eat his roasted duck.

"F-father did you not he----." he threw the cutlery directly at adrian's face, making him bleed. The grim reaper did not flinched, not feeling any pain as the knife gashed his face leaving a slash "W-What have you've done!" i screamed as i took out my handkerchief and held it on his bleeding face.

"Did i not tell you to not go whoring off with lowly men like your slutty mother! YOU ARE A SHAME TO THE HOUSE OF L/N!" my father raises his voice making you flinch and your eyes swell up with tears.

"Y/n, i'm okay." the man stood up and frowns unamused "I can' t believe a man like you became my future wife's father." he says disappointed and held you close as his face was still bleeding.

"Future wife? are you joking!? Y/n you will get married to Lord Wallace in 5 months! are you crazy!?" father yells "I DO NOT WANT TO MARRY SOMEONE I DONT KNOW AND LOVE FATHER!" i retaliated and walked towards him sobbing.

Adrian stares at you in shock and pulled you away from your father who is forcing you to go inside your room.

"A-adrian...i don't want to marry someone else..." i sobbed in his arms and he clenched his jaw hugging you tightly. It was painful. I don't want this to end.

The last thing you knew was you two hugging on what seems like an eternity, you two both crying. He let's go of your hand and tried to chase after him but failed as your servants stop you chasing after your love.

He just walked away just like that. He just walked away on our relationship. He promised that he will come back after me. Determined. One week. Two weeks. Three weeks. Four weeks. turned into a month. Then five.

I found myself wearing my wedding gown holding a bouquet of white roses whilst emotionlessly walking down the aisle.

He promised that he will love me. He promised that he will marry me when the time comes. He promised that we will run away together. He promised...

It was painful kissing another man. Just get through it, and i imagined that my love was the one i was marrying. But it was harder than i thought. Disgusting. It was disgusting on how this man look at you like a doll full of lust.

'Ten years have passed. I still haven't gotten over my greatest love. I sometimes wonder on what if he came back to me. I'm turning 29 now, i have 2 boys now and a little girl whom i gave birth to just two months ago. Well, life was not easy, my husband was a good for nothing like my father who is a scandalous and greedy man who brought multiple women in our home. I still have hope that we will meet each other again.'

I closed my diary and hid it on my drawer. I hear my daughter, Adie crying in her crib. I quickly took her out from the crib and carried her to stop her from crying.

"Shhh, don't cry.." i kissed her rosy cheeks and laid her to the crib again admiring my precious child.

I sighed and went to get dressed to go to another soiree that my husband was at to accompany him "Lady y/n, your carriage is ready." the maid said behind the door. I grabbed my mink coat and went to the carriage.

It seems that it was raining heavily outside. I hope it's just rain.

"Mama where are you going?" your eldest son Andrew asks "Could we go with you mama?" Allan chimes in, my second eldest. I kissed their cheeks "I will go accompany your father at the soiree, my darlings. Children are not allowed."

They groaned and whined at your reply. You bid them goodbye and entered the carriage. Your husband was already inside and has his eyes glued onto the window, this was normal and doesn't even surprise you anymore.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier as minutes have passed. The carriage has entered the steep road on the way to enter the Druitt estate where the soiree will be held. It suddenly came into a halt when you the carriage stopped and the coachmen screamed in horror. I stared at the window and it was a group of masked bandits.

Wallace, my husband opens the window "Oi! why the fuck did you stop were going to be late!" he scolded the coachmen. Bang! Bang! the bandits shot the coachmen and footman. I held my breath and ducked my head, scared. I look over to Wallace and he was in fear.

The leader of the group comes over at my side "Lord Wallace eh? your wife is a beautiful woman!" he pulled your chin to your chin. I looked over at the man, disgusted while crying.

"H-how dare you kill Mr. Clark and jameson!" i raised my voice looking over at the bloody corpses of our two servants. "TAKE HER! SPARE ME SIR!" my eyes widened as my husband pushes me over at the bandit and took off with one of the carriage horses. I stared at the man in horror "Your husband really is a coward you know?" he chuckled and drags you outside of the carriage in the pouring rain.

BANG! The leader shot your husband through the head with his pistol. His body dropped dead on the mud and the horse he was riding gallops away into the forest.

"W-why? why are you doing this--" you felt a sharp pain in your chest as the man looks at you smirking and twisting the dagger in you. All you can see is blood soaked in your pink dress, the bandit snatches your jewelry in your body as you stared at him emotionless. He took out the dagger out of your chest and pushes you off the wet ground.

This is how will i die huh? What about my children.....my ambitions....my Adrian....i want to see him one last time..

"Y-y/n..." a familiar voice says. My eyes widened at the sight, i struggled to speak up words, i wish i could tell him how much i have missed him dearly, how i long for him.

He still looked the same as ever. Handsome, even with the scar your father left him in your face. I weakly flashed a smile at him as he hold me close in his embrace, sobbing.

"I....i-i....love..you..so...much..."

She speaks up holding his face, i leaned to him close and our lips met. For one last time on what seems like an eternity that you wished that could continue forever. The woman closes her eyes smiling peacefully as the cinematic record started playing.

He hugs her close sobbing under the rain angrily. He hates this. You and him were lovers, you were both forbidden to each other. If only he was a human.

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I opened my eyes slowly "W-what happened?" i asked and turn to my friend, Samantha. She looks concerned at you "Y/n you collapsed at the 2nd floor, Mr. Brown found you and took you to the museum's clinic." Samantha sobbed and held your hand.

"I think im okay now, i want to go rest in the bus." i said and stood up from the bed, your friend nods and guides you to go back to your bus seat outside.

As you were going down the stairs Mr. Brown approaches you "Ah, Miss Y/N are you doing fine now?" he asks, i nodded and thanked him profusely for his help. He smiles devilishly and grabs something out of his pocket and gave it to you.

I looked at my hand. It was a locket, with a picture of you beloved and me.

"Memento mori, remember you must die."

A/N : I might revise this if i had the time, this was so rushed since i was so excited in posting these.

#black butler x reader #black butler #black butler scenario #kuroshitsuji x you #kuroshitsuji x reader #kuroshitsuji #black butler headcanons #undertaker #yana toboso #undertaker x reader #kuroshitsuji x yn

[funky-cheese]

Do you have any good irondad fics that aren't just fieldtrip to stark tower (I do love them but there is a 99.9 percent chance I will have already read it)

Oh boy do I have any good irondad fics without the field trip trope?? OF COURSE I DO !!!! the field trip trope lowkey isnt that large amount of the irondad fics, and its even less of a big amount of the WELL WRITTEN irondad fics. only a few field trip fics are good. but anwyay. here are my 6 recs (keep in mind some of these might be hella angsty, bc im a BIG ANGST READER): Expirement!Peter Parker & coparenting with May

Shameless Inspired Fic & Bad May Parker

Skip Wescott & Foster Kid! Peter

Emancipated Peter Parker & Chaos

MJ/Peter & Identity Shenanigans

Heroin Addict! Peter & found family

let me know how many of these you've already read <3

#irondad and spiderson #irondad fanfiction #ao3 recs #niche fanfiction #fanfic authors #amazing fanfiction #reading fanfiction #fanfiction #archive of our own #fanfic #harley keener #peter parker #mj x peter #pepperoni

[literary-illuminati]

Book Review 47 – The Gods Are Bastards Volume Two by D. D. Webb

Being entirely honest I read the first four volumes of this in a sprint, but I’m spacing out the reviews with things I read afterwards in between for variety and (honestly) to help keep each distinct in my head.

So, for context, Volume 2 is comprised of books 5, 6 and 7 of an incredibly longrunning web serial. You can find my thoughts on Volume 1 here. The serial follows a set of college students/novice adventurers of improbably vast power and (much more interestingly) a sprawling cast of supporting characters in a world that’s best described as ‘generic D&D fantasy setting on the tail end of the magical industrial revolution’.

While the main plotlines still (unfortunately) follow the freshman students of the Unseen University as they get assigned various character-building fieldtrips that are in fact life-or-death struggles for everyone else involved, I find them much less abrasive in this volume than the last. Not not abrasive, but the trendline is positive – partially because most of them have gotten real character development and partially because, while all the conflicts they got tangled up still involved comically massive power differentials with them being on the wrong side of them to be sympathetic or worth rooting for, they were at least usually not settled through preordained and tension-less contests of violence. Special callout to Juniper, for a slow evolution out of just being the incarnation of the Male Gaze is prose form, and Tris, who is not a mostly non-murderous racist and sometimes a really tryhard ally instead.

Anyway, the actual reason to read this continues to be the other subplots. This volume was great for Bishop Darling and Archpope Justinian, and introduced what’s probably my favourite pair of sets of secondary characters in the entire serial – the two rival adventuring parties ostensibly working the Bishop and Archpope (note – Darling does also theoretically work for the Archpope) who keep getting sent after the same thing and spend more time fighting each other and scheming about their ostensible employers than they do actually adventuring. They’re all two-dimensional comic archetypes of high level fantasy adventurers/western gunslingers/steampunk gadgeteers on hand, and a dragon, succubus, magical assassin, and just kind of asshole mobster on the other. They’re all a bunch of absolute drama queens and I love them all so much.

The serial is clearly hip-deep in references to and in conversation with tropes that I, despite the millions of words of web serial I read a year, am basically ignorant of. This was particularly clear with the book where the students got sent into the dungeon beneath the school because, well, that’s what adventurers do (intelligent dungeons! Spontaneously generating ‘monsters’! Instances!). This had my favourite setpieece involving them in the entire story so far, but also does kind of mark the point where I’m starting to get annoyed waiting for the serial to actually do something with all the fucked up generic fantasy worldbuilding conceits instead of just occasionally nodding at them but otherwise taking them as read.

I trust that the story actually has intentions for thedissonance between end-of-book denouncements where the characters almost look at the camera and explain the lessons they learned this month and Teal massacring demons trying to surrender to her and then being comforted and supported as her friends explain that demons can’t be trusted to surrender and killing them all is really the humane thing anyway, but it’s getting to be a bit of a wait for it.

Anyway, still very much compulsively readable. This worldbuilding got much more detailed and less broad-strokes-D&D this volume, with generally good results. I basically axiomatically get bored with extended action sequences, but as far as they go the one that took up most of Book 7 was quite well done.

#book review #web serial #the gods are bastards #sff #map fantasy #D. D. Webb

[thefandomchaos]

Peter Parker field trip fics follow the same trope-

Tony either organized the trip or had no idea it was Peter’s. Peter gets it sign by either him or May. Flash is 10x meaner and more of a asshole than MCU Flash actually is (MCU flash calls him names and his actual a chill dude in NWH so I honestly don’t hate him) and MJ tells him off on the bus to the fieldtrip (Adding to this- Peter was either staying at May’s, or at the tower adding the “went to school to go back” trope) and MJ is only excited to meet Pepper and Ned is excited to meet everyone even tho his apperantly already met them. When they get to the Tower they meet up with the tour person who Peter may know and then they explained the security badges they now apparently have (and theres 50/50 chance that the highest badge is own by only Tony, Pepper, Happy and a “mystery person” who would be Peter or the highest is the Avengers. Anyway- Peter has the highest badge) and when Peter passes through and Friday outs him everybody stares at in shock and Chad Flash ask if he bribed someone or did something sexual with someone (which is just so gross people wtf) and then they make their way to a exhibit which they apparently have and Ned and Peter find the spiderman one which reveals Peter is actually afraid of spiders (I love that HC tho-) and theres a 50/50 chance that one of the Avengers will show up to embarrassed Peter, it may be Clint who was hiding in the vents or Natasha which we will proceed to get the iconic “мама паук” and “паучок”. Flash will again ask Peter how he knows them. They will proceed to the labs to meet up with Bruce and have robot building competition in which Peter, Ned and MJ team up and win because obviously. And through the way Peter will meet up with more of his Avenger family. At some point they will meet up at a gym with other Avengers (mostly Steve, Sam, Bucky, Wanda and sometimes Natasha) and they will ask Peter to train with them because nobody cares about keeping his identity a secret. After Peter proceed to shock all his classmates theres a 50/50 chance that Chad Flash will ask to train and get his ass beat. This is normally followed by a “Lunch” moment or them going to meet Tony (either @ his lab or meet and greet) if it’s lunch, then Flash and Peter will get into a fight and a Avengers may walk in. and if it’s meeting with Tony, Flash will ask if “High-Schoolers” can have interships and when Tony proceed to say no (even though he should remember Peter’s cover is in fact THAT HE DOES- ) Chad Flash will insult Peter and call him a liar and IronDad will get mad, insult/threaten Flash and his parents, telling his teacher what’s the point in Peter going back and they all live happily ever after without questioning the consequences of everything-

#marvel #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #avengers #peter parker #spiderman #tony stank #eugene thompson #flash thompson #mj watson #ned leeds #peter parker field trip #field trip to stark tower #i’ve read so many of this people- #I KNOW HOW IT GOES-

[songofsunset]

Stargate Fic Recs

Because I needed somewhere to put these fics that wasn't on my Teen Wolf/Stargate fic rec list

Mostly SGA here cuz I'mma be honest, the tropes are right up my alley xD

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The Importance of Imaginitive Flexibility https://archiveofourown.org/works/7464159 Triskellion

This 7k Calvin and Hobbes crossover is better than it has any right to be and I love it

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Pegasus Non-Verbal https://archiveofourown.org/works/2639861 igrab

AU where Rodney is mute, and John knows just enough sign language.

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Pastor https://archiveofourown.org/works/260361/chapters/407376 aadarshinah

first fic in the 300k Ancient!John verse series Compellingly done, I always enjoy stuff that explores the old atlanteans, and also they have fun with the latin/ancient!

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Written by the Victors https://archiveofourown.org/works/15 Speranza

Epistolary, set after an end of the atlantis expedition, has a podfic, absolutely essential reading. If I could get this fic in hard copy and put it on my bookshelf I would do it in a heartbeat.

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Time in a Bottle https://archiveofourown.org/works/18731026/chapters/44428921 esama

Assassin's Creed crossover! "500 years ago Ezio Auditore disappeared with only a ridiculous unbelievable story explaining where or how - according to his wife-to-be, he was taken up into the sky in a flying great machine, never to be seen again."

I love all esama's crossovers and this is a lovely one

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The Dragon-King's Temple https://archiveofourown.org/works/6211903/chapters/14231311 Kryal

200k of an ATLA/SG-1 crossover (where atla is on a different planet). Does real delightful worldbuilding things and gives toph and zuko the life changing fieldtrip they DESERVE. I have reread this so many times!!!

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As I Live and Breathe https://archiveofourown.org/works/10947942/chapters/24363648 Sorka42

This is an interesting time-travel fix-it story!

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Small Primes and Square Roots https://archiveofourown.org/works/123926 Liviapenn

DOES IT COUNT AS KIDFIC IF THE KID IS A PRETEEN? IDK BUT IT HAS MY FULL FUCKING APPROVAL, the characterization of the kid is fucking great, as is the take on Rodney as a dad, and look, this is one I def reread every so often

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Legal Alien https://archiveofourown.org/works/3479477/chapters/7640108 esama

look when I said I like esama's crossovers I'm not kidding, anyways here's a SGA/Harry Potter crossover featuring clone Jack O'Neill you're welcome

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Decade https://archiveofourown.org/works/1618925/chapters/3450383 canis_lupus

"Ten years ago, an expedition left for Atlantis. They were never heard from again." :3c An Independent Atlantis story!

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Shore Leave https://archiveofourown.org/works/4473026 smilebackwards

This two part series takes a moment to think about the culture clash when marines come back to earth from atlantis and vice versa, and I love it

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Vathara likes to do Stargate crossovers, and is literally the reason I got into the damn series in the first place

We got SAO, we got Saiyuki, we got Gundam Wing (oh this is a fave), we got that zombie train anime, we got monochrome factor, we got bleach, we got this rurouni kenshin and airwolf one that is def a fave, we got plenty of godzilla and airwolf in that same series, have FUN BYE https://archiveofourown.org/users/Vathara/pseuds/Vathara/works?fandom_id=1331

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My Home And Native Land https://archiveofourown.org/works/622241/chapters/1123145 copperbadge

RONON AND CANADIANS and cultural differences with the the expedition and the locals YOU'RE FUCKING WELCOME PLEASE READ THIS ONE

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There's infinitely more where this came from- when I'm reading I tend to filter for anything with Sentient Atlantis, Independent Atlantis, or Outsider POV (esp featuring any of their siblings!) Good stuff abounds, have fun!

#fic recs #rec list #stargate #stargate fic recs #sga fic recs

[wheredostarsgowhenyoudie]

The Field Trip, Part 2

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Scene in the Avengers Tower

Clint (pauses Mario Cart): I'm telling you it's that Spiderkid.

Sam (snorts): The chatterbox from Berlin? Man, I don't think so. They seem close but not that close.

Clint: (looks offended)

Clint: Are you kidding me? Stark left us midfight plenty times for the brat!

Sam: I don't know. Maybe he was just...constipated?

Clint: (gives Natasha a look that says 'Can you believe this guy?')

Nat: Whatever Stark has going on, it isn't your business, idiots. Leave it be.

Clint: (looks aghast for one moment before accusation replaced disbelief)

Clint: You know what this is about, don't you?!!!!

Nat: (smirks)

Nat: We always know who's the better spy between the two of us. Are you really that surprised?

Steve: (walks into the room carrying groceries with Wanda)

Steve: Hey guys. We got food.

Clint and Sam: (looks guilty)

Steve: (narrows his eyes)

Steve: What's going on?

Wanda: (uses her power)

Wanda: They're trying to figure out why Stark is unable to join us for the day

Sam and Clint: Hey, no fair!! You used your powers!

Steve:

Nat: Don't look at me. You know where I stand.

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Meanwhile, in Midtown Parking Lot...

Student A: Hey look, is that Tony Stark?

Student B: (shoves him off)

Student A: You dumb shit, why would Iron Man be here when he has a lot more important things to do like saving the world?

Student A: Well it isn't like there's another alien invasion going on at the minute.

Tony: (casually leaning on the bus, ignoring gawkers to check on his multipurpose watch)

Tony: Friday, remind me again what Peter's schedule is for this field trip thing? And who's the teacher again? Mr. Hangerton?

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Peter and Ned: (walking towards the bus, Mr. Leeds in tow)

Peter: What do you think happened? I thought we couldn't go without chaperones.

Ned: Come on dude. Whatever happened, I'm just glad I get to go to this field trip with you.

Peter: (smiles gratefully at Ned)

Peter: Yeah, me too.

Mr. Harrington: Peter! Ned! Glad you could both make it. Move along now. Get inside the bus. Get comfortable. But be mindful of your seating arrangements. Always sit beside an adult, yeah?

Peter: (shuffles his feet, looking down)

Peter: Ahm...Mr. Harrington, sir? Remember last Friday, sir, when I said May couldn't come but you said that that's okay and--

Mr. Harrington: (smiles and pats the boy on the shoulder)

Mr. Harrington: You're a good kid, Peter.

Peter: (blushes)

Peter: Uhm..thank you sir.

Peter: (steps into the bus and freezes at the sound of a familiar heartbeat)

Tony (smirking, already in the aisle seat, saving the window seat for Peter): Well kid. You sure took your time. Only late for three minutes now. Must be a new record, huh?

Peter: MR. STARK!! Wha- wha, what are you doing here? I thought you had that meeting with the Avengers and--

Tony: (pulls him to sit on the chair)

Peter:

Tony: Aren't you happy I came prepared? Come on. I advance ordered sandwiches from Delmar. Grab ten and finish them before the bus leaves and I'll get you that new lego set you and Ted were chatting about.

Peter:

Tony: Kid. Hey kid, you okay? Are you hurt? Friday, scan-

Peter: (tackles him into a side hug)

Peter: Thank you.

Tony (taps his arm): Don't mention it. Told you, didn't? I'm in this for the long haul.

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(An Hour Later)

Students: (chattering about Iron Man being in the bus with them)

Tony (shushes them): Yeah? Look folks, I have no problem giving you all signatures and taking pics but save it for later. You all need to shush now. My kid's sleeping. He's a growing boy, alright?

Students:

Ned: (grinning wide, catching the scene on video)

Ned: (captures Tony looking fondly at Peter, adjusting his blanket)

Ned: (grins triumphantly)

Mr. Leeds: Ned, how exactly is Tony Stark related to Peter?

Ned (still smiling as he sits down): Mr. Stark is Peter's dad.

Ned: Irondad.

#irondad and spiderson #fanfiction #fieldtrip trope #i cant my own post for part 1 lol #irondad #spiderson #peter parker #tony stark #ned leeds #peter and ned #avengers #Field Trip #Part 2

[dampkiiwi]

Once people stop writing about the MCU Peter Parker field trip trope this world is going to hell for good

#mcu #marvel cinematic universe #marvel mcu #peter parker #spiderman #tom holland #tom spiderman #Spider-Man #fic #spiderman fic #spiderman fieldtrip trope #ao3 #avengers #especially the ones with the avengers those are the best #iron dad #spider son #iron man #Tony stark #prompt

[ddwcaph-game]

Dear Diary, We Created a Plot Hole!

The day after you and your twin rewrote your mother's unfinished bedtime story, you quickly find out why she never finished it. You have unleashed a plot hole—a portal to different story worlds—and now the villains from the stories you've written have become real. They're here to crash your school fieldtrip, and they're here to finish your mother's story for good. Grab your plot armor and join your twin and friends in a meta-fictional adventure! Explore different story worlds—from fantasy and sci-fi, to mythology and mystery. Will you discover the truth behind your mother’s story? Or will villains, plot twists, and character development prevent you from getting your happily ever after?

Dear Diary, We Created a Plot Hole! is an interactive slice-of-life fantasy adventure story.

DDWCaPH! is written as a love letter to all the kids-at-heart out there, who’d like to revisit their childhood and reimagine it as one big fantasy adventure.

It’s a light-hearted and whimsical slice-of-life, but the story also aims to explore, deconstruct, and reconstruct the themes about growing up and the more serious tropes about what it means to be a character in a story (such as character deaths and the abundance of orphan protagonists).

Volume 1 of DDWCaPH! is set in a fictional city in the Philippines, but later volumes will each feature a different genre and story world to explore.

⭐ Create a completely unique character!

With over 160+ customizable character traits available for you and your twin that each affect the story in their own way, you can be anything you want! You can be a stoic cuddlebug with a sweet tooth, a competitive and precocious yet manipulative crybaby, or be an aspiring astronaut-slash-demigod while developing your own secret language with your twin! Check out the Twin Character Template to see a preview of some of the things you can customize!

⭐ Explore different story worlds!

Choose from 8 origin story genres: Fantasy, Fairytales, Sci-Fi, Mythology, Horror/Supernatural, Mystery, Superheroes, and Adventure! Pilot a flying school bus, join a pirate gang, and solve the mystery of your mother’s secrets, as you complete side-quests and fight legendary monsters alongside your army of adorable animal companions (and maybe sing to a musical)!

⭐ Develop Telepathy or Empathy powers (and more)!

Use your magical locket’s powers to find out what effects your choices have on the story! Keep track of your choices, as well as your treasure collection and secrets you’ve discovered with your inventory and personal diary! What other powers and abilities will you unlock?

⭐ Inevitable puppy love (and friendship) subplots!

Develop friendships and crushes with your classmates and other companions as you travel through enchanted forests, post-apocalyptic colonies, and maybe even the u̴͇̓n̵̗̾̇d̸͎̹̽e̷̖̤̋ŗ̷̊ͅw̷͎̳̚o̷̰̓͝r̶̞̆̒l̵͎̄͜d̷̤̺̃.

⭐ See how your choices compare to others!

At the end of the demo, you will be able to see the percentage of readers who picked the same choices as you!

🚀 PLAY THE DEMO  (Ver. 2.1.5.33 - Updated Dec. 25, 2023)

Current word count including code: ~509,000

Average words per playthrough: ~115,000

DDWCaPH! is currently being updated in ChoiceScript, but will be redeveloped as a Visual Novel once Volume 1 is complete.

🌐 PLAY IN AUCTOREM CREDIMUS

Current word count including code: ~52,000

In Auctorem Credimus is a sidequel short story I made in Twine for the interact-if ranked game jam! IAC won 1st Place in the Story & Plot Category, and 3rd Place Overall!

Please note that IAC contains heavy spoilers for DDWCaPH! and is told from an adult's perspective. It'll also be updated in the future to include more side stories. Follow the IAC side blog (@in-auctorem-credimus-if) for spoilers and sneak peeks!

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#ddwcaph #dear diary we created a plot hole #interactive fiction #interactive novel #amare #amare game #amare dev #if #if wip #if game #cyoa #choicescript #twins #fantasy #adventure #slice of life #metafiction #in auctorem credimus #MM VEIEYIF NZLB RSL WBGB WGC

[mostlikelynothuman]

Um so you mayhaps have any more recs for danny phantom fieldtrip fics? Or perhaps some more school revelation fics 👀👉👈

A few? The issue with field trip fics is that its a super old trope so there’s not many new ones, and a lot of them were abandoned years ago. The section in my reveal fics list kinda covered most of the ones I thought were good

Previously included in my reveal fics list:

Stranded With My Class by RedHeadsRock1010

Strength by WildFireBurnsTheForest

Backpack by CoronaIgnis

Of Field Trips and Phantoms by Ironinkpen

A Phantom Marooned by LordPugsy

Field Trip by Destiny Obake

Journey of Secrets by WolfKael

The Elevator Game by Raina Wolfe - Lateraina

Freeze Out by Raina Wolfe - Lateraina (Sequel to The Elevator Game)

Entering The Mind Of An Unsuspecting Halfa by I heart the Hitachiin twins

Personify: Into The Mind by NoSignalBlueScreen

The Survivalists by Unlucky Alis

Accidental Portal by Emmazippy577

Misery Island by lilyt789

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Additional stuff I’ve read:

The Reality of Virtuality by Artgirl4

Trapped in the Ghost Zone by ghostgal4

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Stuff I haven’t read:

Mortified by FiveRivers (over 600,000 words and I have adhd)

A Field Trip To Remember by TheCastorbean

#danny phantom #nothuman does fic recs #yeah nobody writes these anymore #sorry I don't have more for you

[irondadfics]

Hey, I'm having trouble finding this fic. It was the fieldtrip trope and peter cut himself of metal after flash pushed him and tony came down to help and yell at the teachers. If you could find this that be amazing.

Thank you to those who contributed to our Follower Outreach Program for helping to locate this story!

Definitely Worth It by jennylarner

Peter doesn't want to go on a field trip to Stark Tower. It's a recipe for disaster. His class doesn't believe him, his teacher doesn't believe him. If he makes it through the entire day without being suspended, it'll be a miracle. Unfortunately for Peter, he's never much believed in miracles.

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“This is a goddamn disaster.” Peter declared miserably. At least he hadn’t thrown up his food.

“Could be worse.” MJ said across from him. Peter lifted up his head.

“Oh yeah, how?”

MJ shrugged. “They could have expelled you instead.”

Peter gaped at her. “Thanks MJ, that’s really helpful. I feel so much better now.”

#found fic #field trip #hurt!peter

[funkylittlebidiot]

Just curious (though I'll sell my right arm for this) if requested would you write a Peter Parker fieldtrip trope tied up to About Them's Supreme Family? Because I was reading fieldtrip fic and it got me really wishing that you have a version of it.

I finally completed it 🎉🎉🎉

#about them #about them au #request #ask #anonymous #my fanfic #fanfic #supreme family #peter parker #harley keener #ao3 #iron kids

[quarantinevibes2020]

LoveDrug

Summary:  That trope where someone's eyes dilate when they see someone they love. That's it. That's the whole fic. OR Virgil and his accomplice play matchmakers for some literal star-crossed lovers.

Word count: 2198

Pairing: Romantic Roman/ Logan (college AU)

Warnings: drinking (not underage), other drugs mentioned but no one uses any

Yes this happened to me. Hush and let me project

AO3 Link

Roman was going to murder his roommate. Or at least shave an eyebrow off in his sleep.

He had been trying to navigate a small apartment decorated in polaroids and newspaper paintings, crowded with people he didn’t know. He had done his best flitting around from group to group: parties weren’t exactly a foreign entity to him and usually he would relish in the chance to make new friends. However, he had been looking for a particularly stormy visage among the sea of people.

He locked eyes with his target: Virgil Kross, aforementioned roommate who had dragged him here in the beginning of the night and told him to stay close before uncharacteristically darting off.

The get together was for everyone in Virgil’s physics class and when Roman found him, Virgil was propped up against a wall and sitting on some steps, swirling around a cider and talking to someone in square glasses and an almost comically over-formal button down.

Virgil caught his eye and lifted an eyebrow. Roman shook his head in a restrained don’t you dare Virgil I swear sort of way. Virgil either didn’t see it or outright ignored him. He waved Roman over, made some sort of excuse that Roman didn’t hear, and left the two alone.

Roman was going to fill Virgil’s pillowcase with popcorn kernels. He was going to tape his toothbrush to the ceiling. He was going to hide his socks in the freezer. He was going to-

“Roman?”

Roman sucked in a breath, litany of threats against his horrible, no good roommate suddenly coming to a halt.

In front of him sat Logan Nova, Virgil’s study partner from when he had taken astronomy a semester ago and also, less important, the person Roman had been pining for ever since Virgil had dragged them on their fieldtrip in September. The class was supposed to map out the stars they saw, identify them, and measure their distances or something. Roman didn’t really keep track of the details. He wasn’t even too interested in looking at the stars, coming from a city where they were mostly blocked out by the light pollution.

And sure, they were pretty in the open sky, but not prettier than the wide eyes that drank them in, than the elated expression that same face had when Roman asked him a question about the class since Virgil was off probably shotgunning a beer with their professor and Roman was bored out of his mind. Logan had shown Roman his star maps and pulled out a worn out textbook with tenderly placed bookmarks of his favorite constellations. Roman had been fascinated by the stories behind them and the two spent the night going through the book, cover to cover.

By the end, Roman was sure he never thought the stars were beautiful until he saw them reflected in Logan’s eyes.

Virgil continued to bring Logan over, even after their astronomy classes had ended, sometimes completely unannounced, before flouncing off to run some errands with his art major friends (how Virgil managed to double major never ceased to amaze Roman, especially given that both those majors were so hard). And for the past six months, Roman had gone from crushing to something close to besotted. It wasn’t something very easy to hide so the next time Roman caught that spider he was going to put ice down his back and-

“Um, there aren’t anymore seats. I can move if you’d like?”

Logan’s voice brought Roman back to the present. He took an extra swig of his drink, hoping that Logan wouldn’t notice how he almost downed it for the courage, and shook his head.

“Scooch on over, Specs, we can share,” Roman said, the burn behind his sternum fueling his words.

Logan laughed, a little bubbly and Roman guessed that his cup was full of something with a similar texture, and moved for Roman to balance on half the seat.

Roman took another sip, looking out over the room of people.

“So this is what you physics people do on a Friday night, huh?” Roman asked, a little teasingly, “not bad.”

Logan bumped him and Roman barely kept his heart from fluttering out of his chest like a frantic dove.

“Did you see how drunk half the class got at the Meteor Fields?”

Roman snorted, “Fair. We almost had to carry Virgil back to the room.”

“You almost had to carry him. I did carry him.”

Roman made a noise of offense, “Excuse me! I am a knight in shining armor! Not a carriage!”

Logan laughed and Roman finally turned to look at him, startling when his face was much closer than he had anticipated.

“I don’t appreciate that I am the carriage in this metaphor,” Logan said with a faux-pout. Roman wanted to quip something back, but he had something of an elephant-sized lump in his throat. Logan tilted his head before leaning in. Roman just barely managed not to squeak.

“Goodness,” Logan said, “your eyes are so dilated!”

Roman blinked, taking another sip of his drink and trying to will a blush down.

“Yeah?” he asked.

“Yeah!” Logan exclaimed back, leaning in even more and woo-boy was he close.

Roman looked to his drink slightly, not able to hold Logan’s wide eyes for a second without turning cherry-red.

“It’s pretty bright in here, they shouldn’t be,” Roman said, trying to ‘science it out’ like Logan loved to do. Logan, mercifully to Roman’s thundering pulse, sat back a bit: considering.

“Well. Quite a few things can cause one’s pupils to dilate. Lack of light. Opiate withdrawal. Looking at someone you’re attracted to. Love. Parasympathetic activat-”

“Coke,” Roman nearly choked out. Logan paused in the list he was rattling off and blinked.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Coke. I did coke. Just- whole line of cocaine all in one gulp.”

Logan furrowed his eyebrows. “You don’t drink cocaine, Roman. Furthermore-”

Roman didn’t hear the rest of Logan’s sentence. He pushed off the wire seating, sputtering out something about refilling his drink, and made a beeline for the back exit.

When he got to the balcony, he nearly slammed his head into the corner of the railing.

Well Roman thought miserably better for him to think you’re on drugs than hopelessly in love with him. Really dodged a bullet there.

The thought didn’t help. Roman let out a groan and let himself slump. He poked his legs between the columns of the balcony and swung his feet. Above him, the sky was hazy. The moon was barely visible as it peeked through a curtain of clouds. Not a star in the sky. A part of Roman thought that was rather fitting given how royally he had just messed up.

A door opened and closed behind him. For a moment, Roman thought it was Virgil from how quiet the footsteps were and was about to get up and tell him he was heading out when he turned around.

Logan Nova, adorable wavy black hair and now slightly-crumpled but still endearing button down, was staring back at him. Clutching his drink a little as he moved to sit next to Roman. He didn’t say anything for a moment. Then-

“Whoever your dealer is, I don’t think they gave you cocaine,” he finally said.

Roman swiveled around to meet his eyes. Logan’s eyebrows furrowed even further.

“Your eyes are dilated again. And while that is a symptom of its ingestion, your behavior otherwise does not indicate its use.”

Something bubbled out of Roman’s throat. For a horrifying moment, Roman thought it was his drink trying to take revenge, but no- it was laughter. Croaky at first, but rapidly devolving into full-bellied howling.

“Perhaps I misjudged?” Logan said after Roman’s guffaws continued, Roman shook his head, trying to stop the shake in his shoulders as Logan, obviously more than a little concerned at Roman’s ‘illicit drug use’, got more and more worried by the minute.

“I didn’t do any drugs, Logan,” Roman finally got out between heaving breaths. Logan stuck out his bottom lip a little.

“But you said..?”

Roman waved at him, he must have misjudged the distance because his hand caught Logan’s shoulder but Roman didn’t feel like moving it.

“I know what I said,” Roman said, laughter trickling, “I know, it was stupid, I promise though. I haven’t had anything besides this crappy beer and,” Roman took in a breath, now or never he guessed, “maybe a little love,” he finished quietly, not sure whether he should thank the alcohol or curse it for letting him say it.

Logan’s eyebrows shot up, “Lovedrug? Like ecstacy?!”

“What?!” Roman shot back, looking incredulous before rubbing his face, “NO, not- not lovedrug you-UGH- how are you smart but so dense??”

Logan only blinked in return. Roman supposed he deserved that.

“Lo,” Roman said, taking his legs out of the balcony and setting them in a lazy kneel, “what were the things you listed off for making someone’s eyes dilate?”

Logan’s nose scrunched, “Em. Parasympathetic activation?”

“Keep going,” Roman said, exasperated but woefully fond.

“Ecstasy would certainly be on the list.”

“Logan.”

Logan huffed, “Ah. I believe I also said looking at someone you’re attract-”

Logan stopped. His expression almost sent Roman into hysterics again but he didn’t give in because if he did he might have ended up crying.

“Oh,” Logan said in a small voice.

“Yeah, oh” Roman echoed softly, “sorry I lied, I kind of just. Panicked. A little.”

“So you led me to believe you had taken a bad strain of cocaine?” Logan replied, voice strained but still shocked out of emotion.

Roman squirmed. “Yee. My bad, you don’t- you know. Have to say anything though. I know you don’t- I just wanted you to know since you seemed a little freaked that I was having a bad drug reaction.”

“You know I don’t what?” Logan asked suddenly as he spun to face Roman. Roman looked down and scratched his nose.

“You don’t-ugh. Don’t make me say it dude, you know what I mean.”

“Roman, look at me.”

Boy, Logan was not making it easy. But he supposed if he was going to get rejected, he should look at him straight in the eyes. At least he’d retain some of his dignity then. Roman lifted his chin.

“What color are my eyes?”

Roman blinked, a little caught off-guard from the question. Was it that obvious that Roman had been waxing poetic about Logan’s eyes in his own mind from the moment he had met him? How they caught the light and sucked it in, like two galaxies swirling in his irises. How his lashes curled naturally, almost touching his brow bone when they were alight with wonder. How it didn’t even matter now that he couldn’t see a star in the sky because they were all caught in Logan’s eyes. They were a force of gravity pulling him in and everything else with them.

“…black?” Roman said, tamping down on his raging thoughts. Logan cocked his head.

“Are you sure about that?” he asked.

Roman almost would have been offended if Logan hadn’t chosen that moment to tug Roman’s chin towards him.

“Look closer,” Logan said.

Breathe, dumbass Roman’s brain said. He listened to both as he squinted.

There were still the swirling galaxies in the middle. The soft gaze did nothing to curb that, but there- Roman tilted his head as he saw something else. Like the sun brimming over the earth, a honey brown at the very edges. Logan must have seen Roman’s expression as he realized it.

“My eyes are amber, Roman.”

There was something in Logan’s voice, it was the same one he used when he was helping Roman with his GenEd calc class. Like he was trying to lead him somewhere. If Logan’s eyes were amber, then his pupils must have been massive because they took up the majority of the…oh.

“But-I-I don’t,” Roman stuttered.

“What were the reasons for someone’s eyes to dilate?” Logan pushed.

“Didn’t take you for a coke guy,” Roman said, trying for cool but bordering on watery. Logan huffed, his face was so close that Roman could feel the breath.

Then, Logan’s lips were on his own and suddenly Roman could care less about eyes.

“Logan,” Roman breathed, smiling when he pulled him forward into another kiss. He turned to pepper more along his jaw bone. Logan giggled. Roman tried to stamp the sound into his brain.

“You’re amazing, you know. Amazing, smart, beautiful, so beautiful,” Roman whispered, half out of his mind as he tugged on the hair at the nape of Logan’s neck.

“Are you sure that’s not the alcohol talking?” Logan managed, though it came out a bit garbled.

“Nothing can addle my brain more than your beauty already has,” Roman replied instantly, pulling Logan in again.

-

Behind the window of the balcony, a blue sweater clad boy adjusted his round glasses and gleefully took a five dollar bill from a pouting spider.

“I told you all they needed was a little push,” whispered the glasses boy.

“Fucking finally,” replied the spider, not missing his five dollars all that much.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fanfic #logince #ts roman #ts logan #fluff #all the fluff #only fluff #I did my boy Logan dirty in the last fic so #I wrote this

[official-wayward-keener]

happy ffwf!!! which "overused tropes" do you enjoy, or are there any that you can't stand? have you ever written for them?

I do love the occasional texting au, but I am picky on reading them. I have wrote a few. I wrote two that are ph^2 and I think I have a parkner one somewhere.

I can't stand fieldtrip fics. They are banned from my reading list. I have never read one and never plan to.

#ffwf #dylan laken answers #thanks for the ask!

[rangergirl3]

Whumpmas in July: Day 5

What trope do you wish there was more content for?

I do love the Loony Friends Improve Your Personality trope, especially as seen in the Avatar: The Last Airbender series with Zuko. (Season 3 = my personal favorite season because FIELDTRIPS!)

Although, if we were to consider the character of Zuko as a trope, that would absolutely be the trope I would want to see more of. I mean, look at this guy:

My God, I could write a book about how much I identify with love this person.

#whumpmas in july #zuko #I just love him okay #he learns so much and is so badass #also as someone who sort of had a dad like firelord ozai I really do love Zuko for many reasons #<3