#i think this might be a timebomb au?

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Here are Isekai Maid Asks #5! There's more below the cut!

CW: Discussions of sexual assault and abuse

In the alternate world where Seasalt (Marinus's AU counterpart) and Marina grew up together, he would get very angry about her being bullied.

After she left due to being bullied, Seasalt snuck into the school, posed as a student and dumped a bucket of sewer water on Nightwolffe and the prince while they were walking to class. He wasn't able to get to the third boy who bullied Marina. He spent a few days in jail for that.

Fawn was killed due to the reincarnator, Julietta, her lady, misjudging how succession worked in this new world she came to.

Fawn, Julietta's maid, was taken advantage of by the lady's brother, Rafael, and he was convinced she was pregnant with his child. Fawn was horrified by the prospect of becoming pregnant, as it would result in her being expelled from the household and losing her job. He was also obsessed with her, but Julietta played his behavior off for laughs.

As revenge for what he did to her and in hopes she could stop him from further taking advantage of her, Fawn allowed an assassin to make an attempt on his life. It didn't succeed, and Julietta found out about this.

Because Julietta often read stories where illegitimate children would be able to inherit or be acknowledged as long as the child was male or favored, she allowed Fawn to consume poison for her, but it killed Fawn.

The reincarnator only later realized that illegitimate children were prohibited in Teffrah from being acknowledged, and were granted no rights of inheritance regardless if they were male. Making Fawn's death pointless in terms of succession.

Rafael lost his mind as a result of Fawn's death. While he went quiet for a while, the reincarnator assumed he would get over Fawn's death since she was a traitor and find a proper noblewoman to marry. She went on to marry a rich duke, and was expecting a child by her "happy ending."

However, after the ending, Rafael began sending assassins after his in laws and and killed the Julietta's child. This began a bloody sequence of events that resulted in each side of the family sending people to kill each other as revenge. Julietta went to the crown for assistance, because her husband was related to the king.

But because of her unsettling knowledge of the royal family secrets (as a means of blackmailing them into helping her), she was accused of making a deal with a demon to usurp the crown and the entire household was stripped of their noble rank and hunted down. The reincarnator was killed along with Rafael.

Libraries for public access do exist, but they are scattered across the country and they aren't as accessible as they should be. Most are also privately funded, or funded by the mage's union.

Thank you so much! ( ^ w ^ )

You should go ahead with the your idea, we need more western Otome Isekai. Even if it's not "typical" in style, there are people who are waiting to read it and it might become someone's favorite thing!

The more I read "I am the Real One", the more Cosette's destroying the Empire felt like it had more grounding and was the logical conclusion to an outdated method of defense, given how deeply unfair the society is. It was a timebomb waiting to happen.

All the systems in place that kept Keira from getting a fair trial and expediting her execution ( and it wasn't because of brainwashing like the story wants us to think, the system was simply working the way it was meant to since Keira no longer had an absurd amount of money and status, kinda like...MINA, who she had whipped nearly to death in both lifetimes).

I have to agree that the story really didn't need romance, and I think the love triangle really bogs it down. It was so vague to the point that I just couldn't keep reading.

Not a dumb question at all! Limpette technically does have a military, but they are mostly protected by the kingdom of Kolt for military aid, since they are sister countries.

But because Kolt is going through a revolution and in the past few decades has been in disarray due to power grabs, they can't provide resources or aid to Limpette and are vulnerable to invasion from Teffrah.

Thank you so much for reading!

I think when it comes to VADD/DITOEFTV, there is so much that can be re-contextualized with Penelope after she decides she deserves to enslave someone for her own benefit. She turned from a character who was aware of her own abuse and commented on it, to a hypocrite who is fully willing to abuse others. And the story goes out of it's way to justify her actions by handing her a happy ending.

I personally think that authors' should give characters the endings they deserve. What does it say when a slave owner who took someone's life away gets away and has a happy ending where they become the richest person in the land, surrounded by jewels and riches for the rest of their days? It tells the reader that they deserve this ending.

I'm really happy that Iseul was relatable. When I was first writing Iseul, I wanted to be sure I was breaking the cycle of just having a person to "just be an evil OG!Female Lead to our new female lead" in a sense where the villainess genre was going. I wanted to show someone who was just a person. We all have the capacity to be our worst selves, and we can get out of that mindset too if we look inward.

I'm happy to say that Nataliah and Oliver were able to escape and live happily, and I will be showing more of them in the story later. ^ _ ^

We will be seeing some of her diary entries later in the series.

Noah was devestated by her loss, but he was able to help keep her memory alive with their children by teaching them about her. He also later in life changed his surname to "Soole."

He was able to live under the radar with their children, who couldn't pass as Teffrah and took after their Haena more than him. By her request, he had her name removed from their family tree to protect his kids privacy, but their children named their female descendants variations of "Haena" by using the name "Hannah" and adopting the surname "Soole".

Thank you so much for reading! ( ; w ; )

And when it comes to Cordelia, she has a few versions where she is born from male!Nahla and had a stepfather. The other versions have Claudia as her stepmother and Montgomary Demeter as her father, with Nahla as her birth mother.

Male!Nahla as her father: Cordelia would be raised by her stepfather, Claudius, who is too embarrassed because he was cheated on by Cordelia's mother to kick Cordelia out. In this version, Cordelia's mother, Lady Samantha Demeter, took advantage of Nahla's male counterpart similar to how Eriadne, Nora's mother, took advantage of Geralt. Samantha would die from poisoning, and Claudius would frame Nahla's male counterpart and have him executed.

Nahla as her mother: Same backstory as Lord Demeter, up until she is born. Cordelia would be much more favored by her father, Montgomery Demeter. Nahla wouldn't have even been able to hold Cordelia, because Montgomery took her as soon as he found out the baby was a girl.

She would given the latest toys, the best dresses, and would be a symbol of his "superior" genetics because she came out passing as Teffrah. However, he'd also have a violent temper with her, so Cordelia would shut down. By the time she was ten, she would grow tired of her father and poison him to death when he started becoming creepy. Her stepmother is aware and lives on eggshells around Cordelia, but oddly enough Cordelia doesn't hate her stepmother. She just thinks she's a snitch. Not disliking her doesn't stop her from killing her before Stone!Demeter arrives though.

#this isekai maid #this isekai maid is forming a union #webtoon #webtoon canvas

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I agree we shouldn’t expect Eddie to react as emotional as Buck did whenever he was hurt (he’s a former army medic after all) but I do think it is not out of the realm of possibility to see him react more emotional than the last time. Not only has their relationship evolved a lot since 3x01 but this is not season 3 Eddie who was heavily repressed, this is season 6 Eddie, fresh out of (or still in) therapy, finally emotionally opening up to other people, not just Buck. I don’t think this is going to led to a big revelation (not in that episode right away) but I do think it could possible happen!

(Just gonna reiterate that this is pure speculation because we have no idea if Buck is going to be seriously hurt or get knocked on the head by some freak accident.) If Buck is hurt by the end of 6x10 and we get to see the same type of continuation as the shooting scenes, then I agree that it's not out of the realm of possibility for Eddie to show some *real* emotion, though it will be somewhat repressed because he's not at a stage where he'll just blurt out how he feels. I think we could see visible stress and/or evident panic/worry in his voice. Or! If he's still trying to keep it together because there's too many eyes on him, we could see the other members of the 118 trying to offer reassurance and comfort because they can sense he's not handling the situation very well. If there's anything present-day during the AU episode...he's gonna talk to somebody. Maddie, perhaps? Chris? (Maybe Chris helps Eddie admit he's unsure/afraid of what might happen.) IMO, though, our best bet for Eddie's genuine emotional response to make an appearance is once he knows Buck's awake again and (seemingly) okay. Almost losing him has the potential to force Eddie to confront the idea of not having Buck in his life...and maybe *that* is how they finally get to a place where they talk about the shooting. I feel like this could be a "ticking timebomb" situation. Eddie makes comments about Buck nearly dying on him - bonus points if Buck's situation is a result of something he didn't *have* to do - feeling helpless, not knowing how he was gonna explain it to Chris...and..."You don't need to tell me, Eddie. I've been on the other side before, remember?"

#anonymous #tina speaks #buddie #911 speculation #911 spoilers

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Arcane AU idea:

so like a year or two pre-episode 4, Jinx messes up big time on a job. Silco, in a fit of anger, casts her aside. He regrets it once his anger is gone, but by that time Jinx has already dipped and set up shop somewhere else.

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Anyway, cue vigilante Jinx being a petty little shit towards Silco and his men, and really messing all his plans up.

And Ekko sees this Jinx and is like, Powder? Because she's being slightly less lethal and a bit more like her old self. Like, they don't exactly work together but they do sometimes end up targeting the same Shimmer warehouse lol.

They also know the location of each other's bases. Jinx takes an injured Ekko back to her base and then later Ekko ends up bringing Jinx to his base.

They have dinner together at Ekko's every Friday by an unspoken agreement.

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So, when Caitlyn busts Vi outta jail, Jinx isn't as mad as canon, and she and Vi actually get to talk out their feelings.

The fact that said talk happens while Vi is fighting Sevika isn't important. What's important is that they reconcile, and Jinx doesn't think Caitlyn is going to take Vi from her.

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lmao just after cait frees vi, jinx bursts into silco's office all like "you lied to me?!" and silco has no idea what she's talking about because it's been like two minutes since the first vi v sevika fight. sevika hasn't returned yet.

jinx just screams at him for a few minutes before she dips again after realizing that he legitimately does not have a clue about what happened to vi.

anyway silco is very confused about the whole interaction, up until the injured sevika comes back.

he just goes "oh that's what she meant"

#arcane animated series #arcane #arcane netflix #arcane series #arcane league of legends #arcane jinx #arcane au #arcane fic #my writing #my fic #drindrak's aus #arcane ekko #arcane caitlyn #arcane vi #arcane silco #jinx #i think this might be a timebomb au? #idk about pairings #i just want petty af jinx #vigilante jinx au

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Timebomb (Jinx x Ekko) and Ekko bunnies

I’ve been thinking about the Jinx x Ekko scenes (and yeah I will forever be pissed that Riot left the majority of their characterization in supplementary material, so most people likely aren’t even aware of it: Enemy Music Video, Ekko Cinematic, True Genius short, original Get Jinxed music video) . It hurt my shipper heart how down on Jinx he was and how little faith he had in her, and how his words were so gruff and had comparatively little melancholy (and how later after the fight he becomes pretty focused on other stuff and doesn’t really mention her anymore). Yes even though I guess he was just frontin and we see in the fight that she does get to him. And again his point of view makes sense considering Jinx shot one of his people, somebody who was basically a child right in front of him, so he probably had to steel himself against her to keep going. 

In my mind, Jinx and Ekko were kind of set up as opposites. Ekko is more like the gentle revolutionary hope for the Undercity. Like a lot of people were worried about how the show would handle the whole revolution aspect and how many media pieces say “yes but the people arguing for violent revolution like Sylas or Silco are all assholes, so let’s keep the status quo”. Ekko’s community gives me strong vibes of modern leftist anarchist community projects that try to figure out new ways of living together. 

And on the other side you have Jinx who likely blew their peace deal to bits and might be the reason why the war with the topside will go on violently. 

This could set up a really interesting dynamic between the two of them, very two sides of the same coin, very across the trench/romeo and juliet but violent. And though I don’t like Ekko being so hard on Jinx, I guess that offers the potential for a character journey as he softens to her or as she goes against his perception of her, which I guess if written write could be healthier than just he pines and she doesn’t care. If there is something on his side that she could conceivably work for or that he could work on. 

Basically, plz Riot, just give me some quality Timebomb, I want to ship them so bad, but you gotta give me stuff. 

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Anyway, here are some Jinx x Ekko plotbunnies. 

As mentioned, I’m not much of a fanfiction writer (English is not my first language and I’m flat out not very good), but if I could write, these are the plotbunnies on my mind after that season 1 ending. (in the unlikely case that anybody wants them they are all up for adoption, do with them what you will)

Things that arguably should have happened

Okay, so a lot of people have commented that rather than leaving with Cait, Vi should have stayed with Jinx and Ekko should have taken Cait to safety. So that, Ekko basically does Vi’s storyline. Ekko reacts to the Kirammann mansion and how Caitlyn’s lives, maybe Ekko has some thoughts on the end of Marcus and how naive Cait was about the corruption, Ekko gets to face the council and rant at them, maybe Ekko and Mel share a look, Ekko grumpily goes to Jayce and tells him where the Shimmer plant is. 

Ekko vs Silco

Ekko hated Silco. Silco had a reason to hate Ekko since the Ekko fight caused Jinx’s injuries on the bridge. They really would have deserved a confrontation. Maybe after the bridge an angry and desperrate Ekko decides to attack Silco after Singed’s lab? 

Or after Silco wakes up at Singed’s lab and Jinx is gone he is angey and decides to go after Ekko? Maybe he gives a villain speech that he always knew where their hideout was but before he let them live because it was useful to him to have them as a scapegoat? 

Maybe Ekko is all “you poisoned her!” and Silco is all “this is the real her! I set her free! that was always her” and Ekko is all “No, I knew her!”. 

Jinx at the topside but she hates it

So in my Silco post I came up with an AU where Silco lives, the deal with the topside goes through (maybe in this version they actually manage to talk Jinx down instead of just Mel’s power saving the council), but anyway the point is that the cities are at relative peace and Cait makes her parents take in both Vi and Jinx. 

Vi and Cait of course are schmooching it up, but Jinx feels like an outsider, doesn’t feel accepted, feels homesick and sneaks back to the undercity and meets up with Ekko

Expanded version: Jinx on medication

A more complex version would be maybe if there actually was some traces of psychiatry in this world and maybe there is medication or the magic equivalent to maybe bind the voices in Jinx’s head? But it’s all still very new and unsure how it works and Jinx isn’t sure she likes it. 

And she sneaks back to the undercity to talk to Ekko (I do want to see he rreaction to Ekko’s mural). 

Maybe Ekko is all gruff like “well that can’t undo the things you did” or grumpily asking her whether she likes her nice life in the big mansion now. 

Ekko musings

Would love to get an Ekko point of view of Jinx shooting the Firelight. 

Would love to see an Ekko point of view on him having captured Vi and her being back and being unsure what her loyalties are. 

Would love an introspective piece on Ekko gazing at the mural of Powder before going to face Jinx in battle. 

Would love an Ekko point of view on the Vi and Cait hug (in my head it would be something like “good for them”). 

Also wouldn’t mind an Ekko perspective on Sllco. Maybe he tracks them. 

Also, mabye at some time Ekko thought about giving jinx a birthday present. Either he leaves it somewhere for her to find, or he decides against it and places it in front of the mural instead. Maybe he’s always been giving the mural Powder birthday presents and one day Jinx finds them. 

Mob queen Jinx versus Ekko (with smut)

So after Silco is dead Jinx takes over (maybe somebody else is running operations in the background, but she is the big scary figurehead) and her and Ekko are in a battle within the city. 

Like I can picture this really tense scene where Jinx attacks the sancuary and is shocked to see the mural there and just then Ekko and the firelights ambush her and Ekko is like seething with rage like “You attacked my home, I will never forgive you”. And then Jinx uncharacteristically calls a retreat. And then in her office she has an extended conversation with her voices and then decides to to sneak to wherever Ekko is and try to seduce him. 

I could picture either her trying to be seductive or just straight up tying him and trying to torture him a bit. Ekko would of course gruffly resist with like “I hate you” and “you are not of sound mind” and “I love Powder, not you” (up to anybody how successful he would be). 

[I sure hope Ekko likes cb torture if he ever brings up Powder in a situation like this]

Speaking of dark smut, Ekko thinks of Jinx while (non-lovingly) being with somebody else

In my head canon Ekko is basically a sweet guy, so if he was dating somebody he would do it because he cared for them and he wouldn’t think of Jinx while with them. But somehow my head goes, what if it was a sexual situation that wasn’t very loving. 

Like either he is at a brothel or maybe a topsider invited him to a sexy bath house to negotiate (yes this is inspired by Mel’s mom, but doesn’t have to be her) and while it happens Ekko keeps seeing Jinx and he doesn’t want to and he tries to think of something else. 

(bonus angst points if Jinx is there spying on the situation and overhears him say Powder’s name, being torn between being angry that he said Powder’s name and being intrigued because that’s how she finds out that he’s into her)

Speaking of which...

Jinx versus Powder

I think a really interesting shippy fic between the two of them would be that Ekko taunts Jinx that he doesn’t like her, he liked Powder. And at first Jinx is hurt by that, but then she begins to realize that he’s lying and so she taunts him back and tells him that he is into her after all. 

And he like denies it and she is like “Powder was never this free and you love it, Powder would never have ridden the skies with you” and he insists like “I knew Powder” and tells all this stories about how Powder was fun loving and creative too (like in the enemy music video or in Vi’s flashbacks of the really young powder) and Jinx is like “I’m still all that (but with a darker twist)”. 

And Jinx is like all “Powder was weak, you would never have been happy with her, you would always have tried to protect her” or like “Powder was a dream, we both know the world isn’t sweet like that”. 

And it effectively comes to a stalemate or Ekko going pensive “Hmmmm” as Jinx walks off. 

Going to school AU: both Jinx and Ekko go to topside university

Basically happy AU where the relationships between undercity and topside are a bit better and both Jinx and Ekko get a scholarship upside and it’s basically their freshman year experience with them having trouble fitting in and liking each other and they begin dating and they help each other study. 

Maybe Jace and Viktor show up as their professors. 

Going to school AU: only Ekko goes to school

Okay, also going to school AU, but here only Ekko goes because he has nice/acceptable parents, as per Ekko’s universe story. So they managed to get one of the rare scholarships topside and Ekko and Powder have this really tragic and touching goodybe as he leaves for school. Maybe Viktor is there  to greet him since he was a previous scholarship kid and he explain to Ekko what it is like as a Zaunite in a Piltover school. 

Lot’s of introspective stuff about Ekko being torn between two worlds, missing his home. 

Maybe Powder comes to visit him and he shows her some of his inventions and it hurts because Ekko can tell she is so talented, but she flunks the entry tests because she gets nervous. Maybe he keeps sneaking her in when it’s forbidden, maybe he tries to teach her in secret what he learned but it’s hard to juggle that and his school work. Maybe he begins arguing with the university that the system is unfair and VIktor warns him that he might get kicked out. 

Everybody goes to a Seraphine concert

Okay, so one of the more contentious lore bits of League of Legends is that canonically there is a happy pretty Zaunite pop superstar named Seraphine. 

Cait is canonically a huge fangirl of her. 

Caityln:Seraphine! Would it be inappropriate to ask you for an autograph?"

Caityln: "I was so looking forwards to your next concert, Seraphine."

So, Seraphine is giving a concert to bring people together. Cait and Vi of course are there too, Cait is fangirlling out and Cait and Vi are smooching it up in the audience. Some of Ekko’s friends want to go and he decides to come along though maybe he is a bit snobby about not liking the music or thinking Seraphine is too idealistic. Ekko is there bobbing along, when he sees that Jinx has snuck into the concert, too. 

Ekko leaves his friends behind to follow Jinx and confront her (maybe he worries that she is there to attack the concert?). They trade words, maybe they bond, maybe they both pretend they don’t like the music, but actually do kinda like it. Maybe they smooch and then part and agree to pretend it never happened as soon as the concert is over. (maybe Jinx immediately breaks that agreement and teases him about it whenever they come across each other again)

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Hiii! This might be a weirdly specific ask but I loved the way you wrote timebomb on the overwatch au. Would you mind a drabble about timebomb with the hanahaki au? (If that's even how you spell it) and to make it extra interesting maybe jinx has the disease

That's actually the perfect level of specificity! textbook perfect ask, 10/10. TWs for Jinx's psychosis, blood, and choking in the usual hanahaki ways. Thank you for the timebomb ask, love them, don't write nearly enough of them. (Want my playlist for them?)

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The hardest part is hiding it from Silco.

You’d think it would be the illness itself– the hacking cough that shakes her whole body and makes her feel like she’s going to snap in two, makes her want to reach inside her chest and tear her stupid traitorous heart out. Or maybe you’d think it would be the nasty way the flowers taste or the way they fuck her aim up when she has to stop and breathe through it, or maybe breathing. Maybe you’d think that breathing would be hard. Maybe you’d think heartbreak would be hard, but it isn’t, it’s easy, it’s so. So fucking easy. It’s the easiest thing in the whole world, she’s been handling it over a decade now, she’s loved him almost as long as she’s been alive and he’s hated her for half of it. It’s easy. Dying of it would be easy too. It would be the easiest thing in the world. She felt like she was killing her long before it actually started killing her.

So maybe if she could just lie down and let it kill her she would.

But Silco’s worried, so she’s been careful, in a way that it’s hard to be, so fucking hard to be, all the time, the screaming and shaking things in her head that always make her feel like she’s spiralling down some tunnel she won’t climb out of. It makes it hard to concentrate sometimes, to keep a clear goal and outline and plan in her head. So no one thinks she can. So that makes it easier. She can get away with things because she does them in the spaces between breaths and plans them out with the same attention she pays to the math of her engineering. She’d never make the mistakes she made as a kid again. Her machines would work. Her wiring would connect. Her shots would land. She’d learn the blueprints down to the line till she could draw them on walls in the dark. She did, sometimes. Sometimes just got through the first broad strokes till she was sure she remembered the angles before she switched to drawing a monkey. It was soothing, knowing exactly where her pen or her paint can was going. Vectors, velocities, other words that began with V. Verisimilitude.

Off track again. She’d planned waste disposal like she was building another bomb. She’d carried napkins on her, coughed only when there were other sounds and she was out of sightline. Thankfully, the flowers were pretty common. Ghost pipe grew out of the gutters, had complex systems with their stems from the strange chemical mud by the rivers and down the alleys. They were beautiful. She thought about it sometimes. That they were beautiful. As bleached out as his hair. At least she could die to something beautiful. Whenever she thought about it too much she could hear Mylo in her head laughing at her, so she tried not to. That’s stupid. She just needed to focus on getting rid of them. She dumped them back into the gutters, never the trash cans inside. She didn’t cough in front of him. She didn’t cough in front of him. She didn’t cough in front of anyone, except Mylo, who knew all her dark secrets anyway and anyway he wasn’t real it didn’t matter if he saw her it didn’t matter if he was laughing at her he wasn’t real.

And that would have been fine, except she’d messed up.

In front of Sevika.

They were fighting– she’d fucked something up, she didn’t remember what, and Sevika was getting that particularly brutal set jaw she got sometimes when she was really thinking that Jinx had put Silco in danger, and it wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair that they both loved him and they both wanted the same thing and that they couldn’t get along they fought all the time. And something slips sideways in Jinx’s head and she’s thinking about something else, she’s thinking about people who want the same thing and can’t seem to talk and maybe if they just talked they could figure it out maybe if stupid boys would stop looking at her like she’s a ghost–

It seizes in her throat, and she doubles over. She tries to pretend like she’s laughing, tries to piss Sevika off enough to get her to stomp off, but the blood comes up faster than she can stop it and splashes through her fingers, hitting the wooden floor of the storeroom the same time her knees do.

“–Jinx–”

Jinx doesn’t think she’s ever heard Sevika use that tone on her before, or she half thinks it, because really she’s thinking fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck and it hurts, fuck it hurts, it’s hard to get it out of her throat and she can’t breathe and she’s wheezing, and then she’s hacking blood and flower petals up onto Sevika’s legs, because Sevika is kneeling in front of her, and she has just enough time to process that before Sevika hits her in the back and knocks the last of the stem out of her throat. They stay there in silence for a bit, broken only by Jinx desperately stealing back her breath, trying to piston the air back into her lungs in rough and seizing breaths.

“Fuck.” Sevika says, and Jinx just nods.

“How long?” She asks, and Jinx wipes her mouth.

“Months.” She mumbles. “Might, uh. Be longer than months. I don’t remember when I got the first ones.”

“You haven’t told Silco.” It’s not a question, though it begs the question. Jinx shakes her head no anyway, and then asks, tentative–

“What would he... do?”

Sevika snorts, once. “No idea. But you gotta tell him.”

“Why. I’m– dying anyway.”

Sevika sighs. “Well, one. Because if you don’t, I will.”

Jinx can’t even really be angry about that. She’d do the exact same thing if Sevika was sick. They understood each other.

“–and two,” Sevika continues, “Because if you just up and die on him, no warning, nothing? He wouldn’t be able to handle it. He’d break. You know that.”

Jinx does know that, but didn’t want to think about it. She looks down at the flowers across the floor, across both of their legs.

“–Can you give me a day?” She asks, finally. “Give me a day. I’ll handle it.”

Sevika eyes her. “You’re not gonna do something stupid, are you?”

“You think everything I do is stupid.” Jinx says, as she starts to climb up on unsteady legs. To her surprise, Sevika stands first and offers her a hand, pulling her up.

“Twenty four hours.” Sevika says. “And you’d better look better, kid. Your aim’s been deteriorating. Don’t think you can say it’s fixed and lie.”

“I won’t.” Jinx says, meaning it, and then sticks out her tongue and blows a raspberry before she ducks around Sevika and darts out the door. “Clock starts now!” she calls.

“Clock already started!” Sevika yells after her, but Jinx is already gone.

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It’s not hard to find Ekko’s base, but she doesn’t go in. She figures the best way to draw him out is to do something loud a few blocks away and wait.

Or, at least, she was going to do something loud. But she’d forgotten to bring her guns, because this was a peaceful mission, or whatever. So she doesn’t quite know how to get his attention, but there is a really miserably white stretch of undisturbed wall down the alley, and well–

The mural’s gotten fairly elaborate by the time she hears the footsteps down the alley. They’re tentative, not quite at the pace of someone incoming with a gun, and not quite the right weight either. They sound like his, but Jinx hears things sometimes, all sorts of things, and Ekko’s footsteps would absolutely be something she’d hear if she let herself zone out long enough, left her mind alone to run like a hamster on a wheel, so it’s not until he calls out that she looks over.

“What are you– doing, exactly?”

“Painting.” She says. “Duh.”

“Why?” He asks, guarded, and Jinx looks at him.

“–you came alone.” She realizes. It shouldn’t affect her. It shouldn’t matter. That was stupid of him, though, he shouldn’t come fight her alone, he should be trying to protect himself from her.

“So did you.” He says.

“Yeah, but I—” She can feel the tickle in her throat, and she swallows, realizing she doesn’t have a plan. Ekko frowns.

“You’re kinda freaking me out.” He says, sticking his hands in his pockets. “What are you doing here?”

Jinx wants to answer, she really does, but actually looking at him gets her in the chest, and before she can she doubles over, coughing hard, and in her peripheral vision Ekko lunges forward, catches her before she hits the ground as it rips through her. She thinks about fungal root systems– the way love is always there under the surface and growing and she thinks about it because every little tendril and filament burns as she lets out a hacking cough, and it’s warm, she’s warm as she’s lowered to the ground in Ekko’s arms, which makes it worse, and she can feel her eyes stinging as she shakes, she must be sobbing, the force of trying to hack the flowers up is ripping through her, and there’s blood and warmth and pain and then there’s—

Ekko’s mouth on hers.

She reels for a second, but he doesn’t pull away when she freezes, just reaches up to hold her cheek in his hand, pressing closer. Assuring her this is real, making himself solid and close and comfortable, and she remembers to kiss him back, throws her arms around his neck and hold on, and it aches, still, but it’s a good ache. It’s like the sting of her hands when she let go of the bat she’d played with as a kid, the ache of her arm after the pitch, her legs when they were playing. His thumb reaches up to wipe away the corner of her eye, the tears still falling, and he pulls away.

“We’re even.” he mutters.

“Even?” she asks, quietly.

He snorts, once, and then pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket and snaps it open. Freesias fall out of it, all colors, the kind she’d scouted out of Piltover’s trash out of a kid, dumped off from old displays. She picks one up as she presses her cheek into his shoulder, settled into his lap, cupping it in her hands.

“–these are the freshest I've ever seen them.” She says.

“You loved them. Knew it had to be you.”

She doesn’t ask why he didn’t come find her. She presses her face into his shoulder.

“–I’m glad I got to save you too.” She murmurs. “For once.”

He presses her cheek to her hair.

“...same to you.”

#timebomb #ekko x jinx #dad silco #hanahaki tw #casper's haunted fic tag #casper's haunted playlist tag

[yui-kuromori]

Ok, so, some people showed some interest in my reverse Jinx and Ekko au, so I drew it. Here’s some more info into it:

(Also, assume all my posts are TimeBomb ok? I love them)

So, after the explosion, Powder flees, crying and hitting herself over and over again. She curls up in some random alley, hides from Silco and his goons. Waits for the sunrise.

Ekko on the other hand, hopped up in pipes, sees what happened and has a breakdown. He blames himself for everything that happened. He was the one who gave Vi the info for the heist, and then told her where Vander was. Silco ends up finding him, curled up and crying, and is surprised to realize that Ekko had been following him unnoticed. Ekko is a smart kid, clearly useful and lost, so Silco takes him in.

Now, Ekko and Silco’s relationship with Silco is very different from Silco and Jinx’s. While Silco is very fond of Ekko, he doesn’t see as much of himself on him as he did with Jinx. Ekko is more of an apprentice, less of a son. The future of Zaun, the one who will take over Silco’s place when the time comes.

Ekko’s insanity also doesn’t manifest the same way as Jinx’s. He’s much more of a serious and brooding person with occasional meltdowns and explosions. Think a mix of the Valeska twins from Gotham, but less sadist. His philosophy is that if Silco doesn’t succeed, everyone’s death would have been in vain. So it becomes his near obsession to make sure that Zaun becomes independent, no matter the cost.

My design for him isn’t too different from his original one. I tried to allude to his hourglass logo without the face paint, something I associated so much with the firelights. While some of it comes from Jinx’s original clothes, like the top and the boots, I felt like he would have tried to keep something from his childhood, like a stained T-shirt from his games with Powder. He still has loose pants, as I feel he would have managed to make his hoverboard under Silco’s aid. There’s bits and pieces of Jinx herself in his outfit as well, almost as if he’s keeping her as a fond memory. Let’s all remember that he canonicaly fell in love with her as kids, and I feel like this version of him would be pretty open about it. The monkey earring however is a constant reminder , of the night he swore that he would never fail again.

Powder on the other hand had to settle in the slums. People for a while blamed her for what happened, before realizing that no one hated both Silco and Herself more than her. She swears to take him down, heal the undercity, become the leader Vander expected Vi to be. She finds the tree, settles there, and then steals notes from the rubble of the blown up apartment that ruined her life. She learns how to make bombs that work.

While under her rule, the firelights don’t have hoverboards. Their fighting stile is much more of a mixture of a circus crew and Spider-Man, with wire shooters similar to clothe attack on titan gear. She goes by the name of Jinx, a way to remember her lost siblings, to hold herself accountable for her mistakes. With the support of the community she built, she heals enough to become a stable and healthy woman. She works more as a mechanic, and goes less on missions then canon Ekko did. She learns how to fight, but relies more on traps and handguns than kicks and fists.

Her design is very much what I believe what Jinx might have looked like in another life. I tried to keep some of Jinx in her, with some skin showing for newfound confidence. She, much like Ekko, also keeps something from their shared childhood, his chest plate, from their games, still stained in paint. She kept her old haircut out of the fleeting hope that when Vi came back, she would be recognizable. With Claggor’s goggles and sturdy leather gloves, I wanted for her to look like a mechanic.

She believes that it’s her duty to take down Silco and save Ekko, show him a better way into the future. The fact that she still believes in him, doesn’t stop her from beating the shit out of him if necessary.

(Tell me if you want more of this AU)

#lol arcane #arcane ekko #arcane jinx #ekko x jinx #jinx #ekko #arcane #netflix arcane #time bomb #au #reverse timebomb au

[dreamsclock]

Syndicate AU: we always get Techno protecting Dream but what about Dream protecting Techno? After a while everyone gets better but Techno is attacked by mobs/the butchers army/etc. and dream just stands infront of a hurt techno, defending him (whether he is physically possible is another question i just need this in my life)

GODTIER IDEA, ANON, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ONE

“Get away from him.”

There’s an odd quality in Dream’s voice that had never been there before - it’s frayed at the edges, sheared of self-confidence and lacking in certainty... It makes up for it in determination and power. Because despite having been through hell and everything in between, Techno knows Dream still has a powerhouse reputation, and Dream has always been good at fitting neatly into roles assigned to him.

And he does it here, a presence of power and potential as he walks across the ice towards them. Tommy goes white in terror at the fury painted to Dream’s face; Tubbo flinches back, trades uncertain looks with Quackity, who looks equal parts pissed off and alarmed. This isn’t the shell of a man they’d tried to kidnap a month or so ago. This isn’t the broken version of a former villain they’d thought him to be.

Except, of course, that it is, but only Techno seems to notice that. As such, he’s the only person who sees fear and self-disgust lurking in Dream’s eyes, and the only person who sees the tremble in his hand gripping the axe. Dream does not want to be here in the slightest, and has no intentions of using the axe - which is worrying, for Techno, because he really could do with someone who isn’t going to break down at the slightest signs of violence to help him escape.

“Dream,” Quackity says, eyeing him like a timebomb, like he’s not already exploded and just the aftermath of it now, “it’s three against one, buddy, and you’re skin and bones - don’t make this any harder than it has to be.”

“We’re not even after you,” Tommy adds, too defensive, too loud to not be panicking, “leave us alone, let us take the Blade, and we don’t even need to kill you.”

Dream levels his axe at Quackity, not once taking his eyes off them. “I already asked you once. Get away from him, now, or I’ll add another scar to your collection, Quackity.”

This time, Quackity senses the doubt behind Dream’s words, and grins brazenly. “What’s the matter, Dream? I don’t think you’ve got the fucking guts to do anything anyone, pal. I really don’t think you do.”

Techno curses internally. Damn Quackity to hell and back: Dream really might have scared Tommy and Tubbo off with threatening alone, but Quackity has always been sharp as a whip. He may as well start writing his will.

And then Dream smiles, something frosty and unrelenting dripping from his lips, and before any of them can blink, he’s slamming the axe into Quackity’s hastily erected shield, hard enough to dent, splinter, crack. He yanks the axe out, twirls it round his fingers, and advances on Quackity. Suddenly, Techno isn’t staring at Dream, softest spoken member of the Syndicate who falls asleep curled around dogs every night; suddenly it’s Dream in front of him, villain Dream, who cuts friends and attachments off like split ends and laughs brazenly in the face of destruction.

“Quackity,” Dream says, grins, through sharp teeth, “get away from him.”

Quackity and the other members of the Nightmare Army are gone before Techno can even blink. Desperately trying to process what happened, he opens his mouth, shuts it after struggling to think of anything. 

“Jeez,” he finally forces out, voice light, “Quackity only just got over his fear of me. He’s gonna be having nightmares about this for weeks.”

Dream doesn’t respond, staring off into the direction Quackity had gone in, and the look on his face is empty, worryingly so. For a moment, Techno worries something has snapped in Dream, something that will send him back to his old beliefs and old ways and old troubles.

“Dream?” He prods, stepping closer and laying a hand very cautiously on his arm and watching Dream flinch from his touch. “You in there?”

Eyes darting to him, Dream finally blinks, and blinks again, before recognition floods his gaze. Something is different in his face; something is confident, more sure, like he’s filled a footstep left by someone a lot bigger than him. Like he’s made his own footprint, for the first time, and is staring down at it in pride.

“Yeah,” he says, “I’m here. I promise.”

Techno believes him. So he smirks, to see Dream smile, however quiet, and nudges him to face the other way.

“Let’s head home,” he says, and this time, Dream takes the lead.

#> my asks !! #> my writing !! #> syndicate dream au #dream smp fic #tw violence #tw trauma #tw threats #i had fun with this one :)

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

Here with Some More art wifbd

They're not exactly hp MCs, They're actually my kotsam MC (Elijah Crowe) and His gf Katia in a hogwarts au.

So, I know You're not particularly invested un kotsam (or probably You Didn't even know It existed) akbdjs so I Thought in fusing my two Hyperfixations to talk about it.

Some Information About Them in This au because Yes.

Elijah Crowe

Half-blood

Lives with His uncles (That until attending Hogwarts he thought were His parents) in a few Words he has The Life Harry Would've had If The Dursley were not abusive. Elijah's uncles Fear The idea Of The Magical World but are protective Of Elijah

Obscurial

Since very Little he was fascinated by The idea Of living in a Magical World, he Will eat every fantasy book he could and study with entusiasm about mythological.

And... His Life Is Pretty fucked up.

To resume: He's a keeper, Is a position similar to The chosen one title but Like, More Murk he can die in any moment and He's expected to Protect himself. Has a Horcrux, His Best friend Is in comma and betrayed him, The Teachers want to control him because Of His very powerful obscurial and There's This Girl that Is very possesive Of His Girlfriend (Like, Is Confirmed She Loves her in a very unhealthy way, Like LEVELS “I Will Kill You Without hesitation”)

He tries His Best, he really Is. But He's a ticking Timebomb.

Ravenclaw

He Might have killed a Imperius'd person in Self defence (This Happened in The Game actually, because I Didn't watch Out for The Sanity Stat)

Katia

Hufflepuff

Seer

She loved Elijah Before even meeting since she's always seeing him in her visions, She always Finded him fascinating from What she saw, At First was a Thought “Oh, This Guy Is so sweet and Brave! I want to be His friend” and when They finally met, They both kind Of Catched feelings for The Other.

She kind Of Fits The hufflepuff stereotype, sweet, kind. Though She always want to avoid problems and Make Someone do The Talking... Wich can be seen as Selfish.

reserved

Cursed (literally)

So before I go any further, I really love the name Elijah Crowe. That's a surname that I've also used for OCs and it just has such a snazzy, creepy ring to it, doesn't it? Elijah is also a neat name. I rarely meet Elijahs in real life, but I have before when I was younger and I definitely took note of the name. You're right, I don't know a thing about un kotsam but I'm delighted to learn more!

That's so interesting, thinking that people are your parents when they are in fact other relatives standing in. (Game of Thrones, anyone?) Though as an adopted child I have to say that in cases like that, the uncles are the parents, as that's what they become. I quite like the idea of an alternate version of the Dursleys who actually do their damn job in raising their nephew, because you just know that James and Lily would have taken Dudley in and loved him as a second son if anything had happened to his parents. I'm also curious at how a child like this could develop an obscurus, especially if he was fascinated by the wizarding world. I have the same questions about Credence from Fantastic Beasts.

I am so overwhelmed and enthralled by learning this story and oh god, so sad as well. It's quite awkward in general, but definitely for a significant other, if someone has a person in their life who's that devoted to them. I almost blinked and missed the part about Elijah having a horcrux, but that's...creepy. Like, I know plenty of characters commit murder but the creation of a horcrux is a step beyond "usual evil" as they say in the books. Apparently there's a whole process to making one that is never depicted and only Rowling's editor knows. (Upon being told, they felt like throwing up, so...yikes. I want to know, but I don't want to know, at the same time...) In general, the line about him being a "ticking timebomb" is powerful symbolism and quite accurate.

This has nothing to do with anything, but I'm heartbroken for the story about him accidentally killing someone under the Imperius Curse, and especially with the origin story of how it happened inadvertently while you were playing the game. Like many others, I accidentally killed Toriel on my first Undertale playthrough and was spooked when Flowey remembered it even after I reset. In general, everyone's got little stories like those about the games they play. Characters who sadly died when they didn't have to. (Accursed Vampires took Eorlund Graymane from us too soon, damn it...)

I've just now realized that Katia (who is positively adorable, going off the artwork) is the person who has that friend who is obsessed with them. And she's a seer, and a cinnamon roll. A seernamon roll! Ahaha...ah...I'll show myself out. Especially if we're going to start talking about catching feelings for friends without meaning too, because oh boy have I been there.

#Long post #Artists of Tumblr #Harry Potter OC #This is beautiful #Harry Potter

[one-d-library]

Hurt/Comfort

I think this fic rec is fairly straight forward. 

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Butterflies by Larry_Klaine_Stylinson {general audiences, 3k, kid!fic, childhood friends, kindergarten AU}

Harry is six and Louis is eight, and Louis has ADHD. A lot of kids pick on him, but not Harry.

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oh how I wish it was me by orphan_account {explicit, 4k, canon compliant, smut, fluff, angst}

A tear drops, and then another. A pathetic sound escapes his mouth, pitiful just like his thoughts.

Because Harry wishes it was him.

He wishes he was the one with a baby growing in his belly—a real one that is. He oh so wishes this whole thing with Louis becoming a dad was real, wants Louis to be the father of a baby, to be announcing his excitement over starting a family—but not with some random girl their management picked up. He wants it to be him; the person Louis is sharing this experience with, wants to be the carrier of their child—children—so so much.

But, he wasn't, and it's not like he could ever do that for Louis. And that knowledge hurt more than anything, every single day of his life.

Or, the one in which Modest! still sucks, Harry breaks down and Louis comforts him.

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It’s A Start by Magiic_Shop  {mature, 10k, OT5? involvement, fluff, angst, friends to lovers}

“This is dangerous, love,” Louis smirked, his lips pressed against Harry’s shoulder blade.

“Why’s that?” Harry asked.

“Because,” Louis’ smirk grew into a smile, “I might never want to let you go.”

Harry shifted against Louis, reaching up to cover Louis’ hand on his stomach with his own, “Then don’t.”

Or, the one where Harry can't sleep at night, and because of that, neither can Louis. Louis thinks it could be the start of something.

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hoping this cold blue water scrubs me clean and spits me out again by orphan_account (aka brain cancer fic) {mature, 17k, canon compliant + divergence, angst, tw for character death and cancer, ot5 friendship + involvement, heartbreaking, sob fic}

"Stay," Harry whispers desperately, pressing his lips to Louis' temple like he can somehow ease the pain that's blooming there, but he can't make the pain stop and no matter how hard he tries he can't make Louis stay.

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Monsters at Home by theteapirate {explicit, 21k, highschool AU, homophobia, outing, coming out, OT5 friendship, fluff, smut, angst}

High School!AU. Everyone's eyes are on Harry, the beautiful, charming new student. Harry's only got eyes for the school golden boy: football captain Louis Tomlinson, whose homophobic father complicates matters a bit.

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like a timebomb ticking by infinitelymint {mature, 31k, canon divergence, OT5 involvement, character death, exes to lovers}

Louis loses everything. Harry's still there.

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Swallow My Words by YesIsAWorld {teen and up, 32k, 6 chapters, homophobia, coming out, athlete!Harry, athlete!Louis, lacrosse orientated, established relationship, fluff, smut, angst, highschool AU, OT5 involvement, narry friendship}

Senior year is stressful. On top of balancing school work, family, and friends, Harry's lacrosse team is vying to win the state championship, he's not sure where he's going to college yet, and he has a secret boyfriend that no one can know about.

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Here In The Afterglow by fondleeds {not rated, 88k, 3 chapters, 1970s AU, period typical homophobia, strangers to friends, friends to lovers, angst, fluff, smut, bullying, OT5 involvement}

“If you hadn’t noticed, I don’t have many friends,” Louis whispers, the blossom of insecurity in his stomach unfurling and clawing its way into his throat.

Harry is silent for a long time, and then he speaks; a soft, slow uncurl that makes Louis’ stomach shake. “I’ll be your friend.”

1970’s AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis’ life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger.

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Baby Heaven’s in your Eyes by theboyfriendstagram {explicit, 120k, 24 chapters, highershool AU, punk!Harry, rich!Louis, hate to love, partying, homophobia, awakening, side ziam, smut, fluff, OT5 friendship}

They couldn’t be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster. If there’s one thing that completely annoys him, it’s that there is a poor community college right across the street.

Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to community college in Doncaster. He never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he’s either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there’s one thing he absolutely hates, it’s the snobby students attending the private school right across from his.

Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need.

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too good to be true by tatu28 {mature, 153k, 7 chapters, angst, slow paced, soulmate stuff honestly, message for trigger warnings if you think you might need some}

you're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off you. the one where louis doesn't eat, harry doesn't function and all they need is each other.

or: two lonely boys trying to heal each other is love.

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#larry fics #larryfics #one direction #one direction fanfiction #larry stylinson #larry stylinson fics #one direction library #one direction fics #one direction fic #one d library

[punkpoemprose]

A Little Death- A Kristanna Smut Week Fic

For Day 2 of Kristanna Smut Week: Into the Mystic

Universe: Victorian(ish) Vampire AU Rating: M (Mature, because smut week of course) Word Count: 3663

A/N: This is a sequel to my first vampire! Anna fic Blue Lips, Blue Veins and this specifically was inspired by @thesvenqueen​ who probably thinks I didn’t read her tags when she reblogged it a month ago, but guess what? I did.

Ask and ye shall receive.

He wasn’t sure how to bring it up, when to bring it up. He didn’t know his birthday. He didn’t know who his parents had been or what killed them. For all he knew he was a ticking timebomb of inherited illness, because the only thing he knew about them at all was that they were dead. He didn’t know many things about himself, and that was what scared him most about his relationship with Anna.

He didn’t fear her fangs, the way she fed from him, the way her heart barely beat in her chest as she approached the end of her ageing. No, he feared all the things he wasn’t sure of about his own past and future that meant she would some day bury him in the cold and unforgiving Earth, leaving her as alone as she had been before him.

Anna didn’t think about it. He could tell that she didn’t because if she did it would scare her just as much as it did him, and while he could hide his concerns behind a carefully crafted mask, she was a popup book of emotions. When Anna was excited, he knew, when she was sad, he knew, when she was… attracted… he certainly knew. She was still nervous about asking him for things, for favors, but when it came to intimacy, she took what he gave freely and was unafraid to show him her need. He could feel remnants of her loneliness at times, feelings he was grateful to steal away with well placed kisses and gentle touches or by taking her to bed.

He wasn’t enthralled by her in the sense that her being a vampire would imply to many. No, his thoughts were his own, he gave her only what was freely given, and any and every urge that he acted upon was personally felt, not forced upon him. Yet he’d never denied her because he was beguiled and captivated with her because of who she was, not what she was. Her vampirism played no role in his love for her, in that it never made him love her less, and he was certain that he was physically incapable of loving her more than he already did for any reason beyond her being herself. Where it did play a role, however, was when Kristoff had the great misfortune of forethought.

He wanted to discuss his concerns with her, but most evenings as of late, now that summer had come to the small town in which she lived and he spent more and more time away doing the work that needed to be done, he spent the night with his mouth otherwise occupied. She’d spent much of the winter months drinking him in, and he’d been glad of it. He wouldn’t lie and say that he wasn’t enjoying tasting her in return, albeit in an equally as intimate but entirely different manner.

“Kristoff,” she panted, her back arching against the bed, “Kris! Oh!”

He sucked on her clit, reveling in her moans and wondering, not for the first time, if the whole damn town could hear them when they did this. Anna was not quiet or discreet in any of the ways that one might expect her to be given the certain mystique vampires tended towards. She certainly didn’t care about who knew that she was enjoying herself. He wouldn’t complain. He didn’t care who knew that he loved Anna and that he enjoyed taking care of her in all the ways he was physically capable.

He flattened his tongue against her, tasting her and shifting slightly so his tongue and nose could simultaneously provide her with the friction and attention she craved.

She pressed herself into him, and he couldn’t help but to groan in response. There was nothing he liked so much as Anna taking what she needed from him, there was nothing so enjoyable for him than focusing fully on her pleasure.

“Please,” she begged, her voice breathy as she begged him to help her climax. He could hear a slight lisp to her speech, the telltale sign that her fangs were popping from her gums as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

While love wasn’t necessarily affected it, pleasure for them would always be tied in with what she was. Frequently enough they’d had sex because of the intimacy that started between them when she would feed on him. There was an aphrodisiac quality to the trust between them in that act, not to mention that the sensation of Anna’s mouth on his skin drove him half mad to begin with. For her, it was always an act that gave her energy, and as he’d found rather early on, it was the sort of energy that made her emboldened to take what she desired. That her fangs often came out during sex was something that neither of them was shy about.

He let his hands travel up from where they rested on her thighs, up her hips and to her waist. She always felt small under his hands, and there was always a part of him that worried about hurting her when they were intimate. The vampirism had made her stronger than she would normally be, it did that for everyone it infected, but while logic dictated that she was much more likely to hurt him than he was to hurt her, there was always a lingering thought in the back of his head reminding him to be gentle with her. He held her with reverence, licking and sucking and giving her what she needed until he knew she was close to going over the edge.

One of her hands slipped into his hair and he let himself enjoy the way her fingers twisted their way through the strands, tugging slightly at his scalp. Her fingernails grazed at it, and it was just another of the many pleasures she gave him in return for his work.

“Kristoff,” she breathed, “Can we?”

He understood. She was close, and there was a myriad of ways she liked to come to her climax. One was with his mouth on her, but the other, the one she was begging for, was one he couldn’t and wouldn’t deny her. Particularly because it was the way he enjoyed most.

He leaned back, pressing kisses to her inner thighs as she disentangled her fingers from his hair. When he sat up, he saw her face for the first time since he had begun. Her hair was a mess on the pillow, and her eyes were dark as she gazed upon him. He could see how she had worried her lip with her teeth, the skin red and shining in the candlelight. He saw the light glint off her fully extended fangs as she smiled at him coyly.

He switched places with her, moving deliberately slowly, extending the time spent looking at her for his own enjoyment. He loved pleasuring her, but he certainly wasn’t about to rush his way through it, not when she was looking at him with such love and reverence.

Her hands slipped low around his back and he brought his hands up to cup her face in return. When she kissed him, he could feel the fullness of her mouth against his and couldn’t help himself but to prod at her lip with his tongue. When she made a soft sound in the back of her throat and allowed him entrance, he was hyperaware of her fangs, but more out of interest than concern. As if reading his mind, she closed her mouth slightly so that the sharp tips grazed his tongue.

He groaned and she pulled him even closer to her, her bare chest pressing into his as they kissed. When they pulled back for air, his hand slipped up to brush the hair from her face and was rewarded with a kiss on his palm before she pushed him down on the mattress below her.

Her smile was radiant when she sat herself astride him, and he loved the way her mussed hair looked afire in the candlelight when she looked down upon him. Never in a million years had he imagined having such a bold and confident woman as his lover. If he was being honest with himself, he’d never imagined having a lover, but Anna had changed everything about how he imagined his future. Including giving him cause to worry about it every day.

He settled his hands on her waist as she turned her attention to his cock. He’d been hard from the moment she’d given him the eye at dinner. She had an astounding level of control over his body, and while he knew that she was aware of just how much he was attracted to her, he wondered if she knew just how often even the thought of her was enough to have him standing at attention.

She stroked him a few times with her agile little hands and he whispered her name in response. He knew he wasn’t going to last very long with her touching him. She was his everything and no matter how many times they did this together, he had to focus desperately on keeping himself together long enough to ensure a satisfying conclusion for her. When she sat up and seated herself upon him, he wondered how he was going to manage it.

He swore under his breath and she let out a warm and lilting laugh that died in her throat when he bucked his hips up into hers. He smiled at the sound as kit morphed from a laugh to a moan, her hands went to his chest to support herself as she worked on finding the angle she enjoyed most.

He couldn’t help but watch as her breasts bounced when she took her pleasure from him. He kept his hands on her waist, giving her extra support without restricting her motion.

She was beautiful when she was about to fall apart. It didn’t take her very long, a point of pride for him considering all the work he’d done to get her there. He sat up slightly when she panted out his name, knowing what she wanted before she could even ask.

She took the opportunity as he offered it to her, sitting up a bit more herself and wrapping her arms around his back as he pushed his back off the bed and presented his neck to her. She didn’t need to feed from him, but he wanted her to have him. He felt the warm wetness of her lips as she pressed a kiss to the place where his neck and shoulder met, and he closed his eyes, sighing when she rocked into him again, bringing herself to her end before sinking her fangs into his neck.

He let the sensations wash over him as she simultaneously fed from him and found her climax, with him only shortly behind. She was all around him, taking from him, taking him, and giving him her most intimate and vulnerable moment in return. He felt the vibration of her moan against his skin, he felt himself go over the edge, and he enjoyed the overstimulated feeling of the pleasure all descending upon him at once.

Her fingers were gripping at his skin, firm, but softening as the moment passed. Her tongue swiped over him as her fangs retracted back into her mouth, the lapping soothed the dull ache and her nose nuzzled into his neck, breathing him in as she came down from the high.

He reached a hand up to her hair, carding his fingers through it as his heartrate slowed and his mood shifted from keyed up to relaxed. He thought that he could happily spend forever like this, with Anna on him, her arms around him and his hands in her hair. He was so afraid of not having forever with her. He was so afraid of the day when their love would end, and it would be his fault even though he had no power over it.

She shifted off him slightly, ending their joining, and resettled herself against him more comfortably as he shifted back to the headboard.

“Someday,” he whispered after a few moments of quiet, “Someday we’re going to have to talk about forever.”

She made a soft sound and pressed her lips back to where she’d bitten him, kissing the spot tenderly before responding, “You’ve been thinking about it too?”

He sighed, glad to hear that he wasn’t the only one concerned. He wondered how long she’d been thinking about it and how she’d hidden it from him so well.

“You’re going to stop aging soon,” he said gently. Elsa already had stopped growing older and he knew that vampirism, if one isn’t older at the time they’re introduced to it, usually stops the aging process in a person somewhere around 20 years of age. Keeping the body forever young, forever in its most conventionally attractive state, was something of a survival tactic in the eyes of most in the know. Afterall, it’s much easier to get someone to follow you down a dark alley for a late night snack if you’re physically attractive to them.

He didn’t know how old he was. No one, least of all him, had thought to keep track in his early years, but he had some certainty that he was at least a few years older than Anna. She’d stop aging soon, and he’d keep on going.

“And you’ll keep aging,” she replied, her voice certain, but choked with emotion, “You’ll know what it’s like to live a full life.”

There was an ache in the way she said the words that he wasn’t expecting. There was no cure for vampirism, at least as far as he’d been told, and he imagined that he was at least more informed on that matter than most. He did have his doubts though, after all he’d been told plenty of things that he hadn’t questioned at the time and that turned out to be untrue. He’d been trained to believe all vampires were bloodthirsty beasts unable to hold back themselves against their base and debauched desires, but then he’d met Anna. He’d felt her restraint, her willingness to hold back to the point of near starvation for the sake of others. He’d found that everything he’d thought he’d known was wrong.

He’d never thought of Anna seeing immortality as something preventing her from living a full life. Yet when he thought about it, it made sense. Who would want to live forever, to watch the ones they knew and loved die, never aging, never experiencing the things life offered with time.

He thought about what the end of aging would mean for Anna, what he’d be able to do as a mortal man that she’d never know as an immortal woman.

“I could never ask you to give that up,” she said, her voice heavy and choked with sorrow.

He shook his head and felt as she pulled away from his neck. Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she looked upon him. He hated to see her cry, so he reached out to brush away the tears as they fell.

“You don’t have to ask for something that is freely given.”

He ducked his head slightly and looked directly in her eyes as he said it. He needed her to know that he meant it, that he needed her and would give up a natural lifespan if it prevented her from feeling the pain of his death.

She shook her head, “About two years. Closer to a year and a half. You have so much time to change your mind Kristoff, I can’t…”

His eyes went wide. A year and a half. He hadn’t know that they’d have that much time, that she was still going to remain functionally living for that time.

“You can,” he said firmly, “We can wait until you stop aging if you want, but you can. Anna I want forever with you.”

She swallowed hard and pressed her hand to his, the one that was resting against her cheek after wiping away her tears.

“And I want a life with you.”

He smiled at that, leaning forward to press a kiss to her knuckles. “We have almost two years and then forever Anna, what does a life mean for you?”

She flushed and looked away, her hand lowering from his and away from his lips. “Things I’m not sure are possible.”

He nodded. That could mean plenty as far as he was concerned. She couldn’t age, and if she turned him like he wanted her to he wouldn’t be able to either, so growing old together wasn’t an option unless they managed to find some kind of cure for her vampirism and therefore his as well. It could also mean a church wedding he supposed. While he knew that holy water and crosses and churches weren’t at all capable of killing a vampire, churches were often complicit in the hunt of vampires so he could understand how that wouldn’t be an option for them.

He gently pressed against her cheek as her hand fell, turning her to face him again. “We’ll figure it out. Very few things are impossible.”

He wasn’t used to being the optimistic one, not next to her. She was sunshine and light and constantly seemed to have a plan to brighten the day or any situation. Seeing her anxious and unwilling to ask him for a forever hurt more than he could put into words.

“A family… children…” she said, looking into his eyes with anxiety clearly present in her expression, “I don’t know if I can and you deserve to have that Kristoff. You deserve to…”

He kissed her, cutting her off.

She wanted a family; she wanted a family with him and that was what a life meant for her. She was afraid of it as an impossibility, but he was ecstatic with the mere suggestion of it as he’d never dreamed of a family of his own with anyone. Hunters were foundlings, orphans. Some managed to leave the lifestyle and find someone to love and start a family with, but he’d never dreamed of it before Anna. He had no idea if it was something they could do, but he knew that they liked the act of trying for a child well enough, and he hadn’t even thought about the potential.

She kissed him back, tentatively at first but then with more passion. She’d started to cry again, he could feel the tears, hot and wet between them, but he kissed her through it, letting her work through the feeling as he gave her his love and attention. His arms went to her back, pulling her closer to him, embracing her fully.

“I promise you we’ll have a family,” he whispered against her lips, “Whether we can have a child of our own or not… I was an orphan, there are so many children who need to be loved and I swear however it comes to be… Anna if you’ll have me I will love and protect you and our child with all that I am. I want a forever with you and I’ll take any steps I need to for that to happen.”

“You can’t…”

“I can. I can promise you that. If nothing else, I can promise that.”

She tipped her head forward, her forehead bumping against his gently as she fought to regain control of her thoughts and emotions. He held her through it, hands rubbing up and down her back.

“What about the other hunters won’t they go looking… If I change you… what would they?”

He hushed her gently, “Don’t worry about that now. I’ll keep us safe, no matter what.”

She seemed somewhat calmed by that, lifting a hand to wipe away her own tears before looking at him with red rimmed eyes to ask, with more confidence than he’d seen from her since they started the conversation, “Does that mean we can get married?”

He couldn’t help but to chuckle, laying down slowly, bringing her with him as he moved.

“Anna,” he replied, voice full of mirth, “I would marry you this very second.”

She smiled and laughed in response. “Naked?”

He nodded, reaching to pull blankets up over her, “If we could find a priest who’d do it, yes. Absolutely. Without hesitation.”

When she kissed him again, snug amongst the blankets and tucking in close to his side, he could tell her mood was lightening dramatically. He started thinking about how he’d have to figure out how to go about everything the right way. He’d need to disappear from the world of hunters by whatever means necessary. He had some skill in a variety of trades though he considered himself a master of none beyond the one he’d had for his whole life, the one he’d started turning his back on when he met Anna. It would serve them well enough though; he knew the way of hunters and so he could keep his little family, Anna, their maybe child, her sister, and himself safe. Marrying Anna, having a life with her, and maybe an eternity was a dream loftier than he’d ever been able to muster in his heart or mind, and to have it so possible was heart achingly right.

He kissed her with all the energy he had left after the physical and emotional ride they’d been on and turned to blow out the lantern on the nightstand. Once it was out, it took no time at all for Anna to fall asleep on his chest.

In his dreams, as he dozed off in return, was a flame haired child that looked like her, save for soft brown eyes that he recognized as his own.

#kristanna smut week 2020 #kristanna #Vampire AU #Vampire! Anna #Vampire Hunter! Kristoff #Kristoff dines at the Y if you catch my drift

[kanashierihime]

English fanfiction to come

When you have too many ideas and you want to write them down even if it takes years to do it 😂.

Short abc of stories below. Help me decide priority of writing 😊

AoKuro (Kuroko No Basket)

Regrets (One shot) - Warning: Major Character Death. Kuroko remembers Middle School, his young love and the world of empty sympathy that stole his love away. 

 Can We Still Be Friends (Around 8 chapters not sure)- Warning: Depression, suicidal thought - Kuroko and Aomine didn’t see each other for two years after being thrown away from the team of Miracles . Everything change when while doing his shopping he spots Aomine’s mother who asks him if he maybe could visit her son in the mental hospital. 

Wish (4 chapters) -  Aomine was bored. Everything was boring. New team, new rivals. Boredom created his life, till one day he wakes up from his nap in a cat body. Just what the hell?! 

Chrisawa (Daiya No A) 

You Get My Love  (around 10 chapters not sure) Warning: Depression, Homophobia, yips - Sawamura tries hard to blend into a team, but everyone just reminds him that he isn’t needed. The only person that actually cares about him is his mentor- Chris. He still loud and stubborn to be an ace, but then yips happened and he just couldn’t win over this. So he goes back to Nagano feeling worse than ever. He failed everyone. But surprisingly his mentor still visits him making Sawamura’s heart do some weird backflips. 

Forget ur books (4 chapters).  Sawamura was cursed as a child for disrespecting minor god. Now every time he read book he can make it real around him. So his family reminds him to read in a closed house to not affect the city in this weird magic. But one day while Sawamura is reading some of the history book no one noticed that one of the windows is open, turning the city into a place where nothing is normal. Especially not these warriors with swords ready to cut anyone in their way. 

Mirror (2 chapters) Warning: Cheating, coming out. Chris is working a doctor busy with his carrier. He has a wife but their marriage isn’t happy.  But then one day to his clinic came a young boy (who wasn’t so young) who made his heart skip a bit with his smile and nice words. 

BakuDeku (Boku No Hero Academia) 

(Don’t comment how most of these fics have P!nk song as a title, her song are just A+ okay? xD)

Trapped Mind (5 chapters) Warning: Angst, Hurt, Addiction to drug, alcohol, sex, depression, suicidal attempt, memory lost.  Izuku fell into his own trap of being a perfect hero. Katsuki not wanting to see his friends being judged to death by being just human that can make mistakes, decide to play the bad guy and till Izuku won’t get his memories back. But this task is far harder than any mission he did so far. Being hated by everyone left him trapped in a dead-end. 

Who Am I (5 chapters) Warning: Toxic parental love, Memory lost, bullying, depression.  Izuku moves to USA as a child after his accident where he loses half of his right leg. His mother is warry of everyone in his surroundings, she doesn’t want him to go back to Japan and meet with a person she blames of being responsible for his accident. But Izuku is having enough of being trapped in her arms and want to find out who he is, who he was before his mother decided to create him as a weak man.

90 Days (4 chapters?) Warning: angst. Izuku always wanted to repair his friendship with Katsuki. Wanted to laugh with him, study, going out. But reality showed that it’s not possible. Katsuki found new friends, people he likes to hang out. Their second year in UA and Katsuki b-day was the last straw to kill his heart. Seeing his friend laughing with their classmates, not being bothered by all these hugs and photos. Izuku runs away to his dorm room to cry his eyes out. And decides to go over Kacchan by the end of 90 days.

Walk Me Home (6 chapters) Izuku has autism that prevents him from having normal life. His only friend is Katsuki who seems enoying spending his time with Deku. But hearing his mom talking to his dad about her fears of him not being able to function without their help, to even find a job since meeting with people often ends with him having a panic attack. He wants to change, he wants to show his mom and Katsuki that he can be a proper part of society. But for that, he needs Kacchan help. 

Secrets (10 chapters) Warning: Child abuse, Angst, pedophilia. Deku is a vocalist in Katsuki band with Kaminari, Tokoyami, Awase. Deku is the only person who can deal with Katsuki moods and can sing the song their drummer creates. Fans and media have their fun wondering what is the relationship between them. Deku also wonders what is his relationship with Kacchan and why he can’t sing his own songs. 

Happy (around 10 chapters) Warning: Soulmate, angst, depression. Izuku loves heroes even tho he wasn’t born with a quirk, but he don’t have time to dream since his family life isn’t so happy. His dad found his true soulmate and his mom lost her mind over broken heart since for her his dad was her soulmate. Izuku from his young days must watch out for his mom, and every day he prays to not find her dead when he returns home.  Even meeting All Might didn’t make him eager to focus in hero path. He refuse All Might to be a hero, he doesn’t have time and his mom would go crazy if he would left her side. Wanting to save Kacchan was just a short thought of ending his misery. But somehow Deku ends up in UA in GE curse. And soon he finds up that his Soulmate is Kirishima. He feels how his body is changing because of it thing he doesn’t realize that Katsuki isn’t happy to find out.

Silent Scream (5 chapters) Warnings: Bullying. Izuku has troubles with speaking, so his parents showed him sign langue which find out more fun and enjoyable. But soon fun times ends when he ends up with the same kindergarten as Katsuki who wants to make him speak no matter what.  Everything goes in the far worse direction the moment when Katsuki gets his quirk. Not being able to control his new ability he goes too far with the explosion that made Izuku lose his hearing in the left ear.  (okay so it;s “A Silent Voice” but in MHA AU xD) 

Hurt 2b Human (DUNNO) Warning: angst, war, A/B/O, death. They say that Alpha ones are people that were blessed by gods. Omega were fruits of sweet desire for happiness. Katsuki was an Alpha. Japanese Solider who gonna die in Death Chamber any moment. No one knows why Japan lost the war. The only thing he knows that Russia won and now he gonna die.  Or maybe there is a hope? 

Timebomb (12 chapters) Fantasy AU. Katsuki and Deku fights with the evil mistresses who seeing that she can lose to them decide to split them apart and send Izuku to a different dimension. Katsuki roar with the grief of losing his mate. He captures his enemy to only learn that she can't bring him back. There is no way he gonna see his Deku again. But he can’t give up. He asks Uraraka for help and she creates a necklace to send him to other worlds, tho it will be random... So there he is going through 10 worlds to find his mate and return home with him. 

Dream of the Death ( 5 chapters)  Warning: major character death. Katsuki has few regrets in life. The biggest is telling his friend to kill himself.  But then by villain attack he is sent to the past where Izuku is alive. Soon he realizes that whatever he says to Izuku doesn’t go through. So he changes his tacting and go to his younger self and please him to save Izuku. 

Bonus story: Ten Times where Izuku got hit by quirk and made Katsuki ask himself of his sexuality (10 chapters) 

Haikyuu!!

Different way of love (3 chapters) Warning: Angst, Homophobia, depression, suicide, dealing with lose.  Kuroo thinks he has nice life. Good friends, a lovely boyfriend, and a dog. Nothing to complain. Till in Sawamura’s life show up his first love and things go not the way Kuroo thought it would.  Sawamura is dealing with depression, love issues, and past that can't be really forgotten. Life isn’t an easy mission.

Neko Love (4 chapters) Warning: Abuse.  Yokai had it enough of being ruled by weak humans. They started a revolution against them and won. Now people are their slaves and taste how yokais felt when humans bullied them for ages. Kuroo is a nekomata. He loves living in Sawamura household. He supposed to leave or rule over his past masters but he can’t find a strength to abuse his young master.

Tengu’s Book (6 chapters) Warning: abuse. Kuroo has the worst luck in the world. He was born with these strange powers and thanks to them he can see yokais. Not very pleasant thing to see. People usually are wary of him and are afraid of his weird looks and muttering.  Kuroo is used to being alone. Till one day he meets a tengu who gives him an offer. He gonna be his bodyguard for finding his wings. What can go wrong?

Dragon’s Heart (5 chapters) Warning: Slight angst. Fantasy AU. Iwaizumi is a dragon rider but the thing is, he seems to not being able to bond with his dragon so after his school is destroyed by Demons he searches for beasts master Sawamura who was cursed by Demons to be able to talk with monsters and was thrown from society. Their meeting is awkward. Sawamura can’t really speak human langue since humans usually avoid him and Iwaizumi can’t deal with his responsibilities as a warrior. 

Your Heartbeats (one shot) part of my Soulmate AU. Warning: Homophobia. Kuroo meets Bokuto in middle school and for the first time in his short life can feel his heartbeat. Bokuto was looking at him with the same confusion and happiness. All good vibes ended five minutes later when another player commented on how gross they were and should cure this. But does being in love is a really bad thing? Even if it between the same gender? 

Let me be drunk for now (5 chapters) Publish AU created by @bringmemyqueen  I like this idea so I gonna write something in it. Daichi has enough of his work, of people in his work. Why he seems to attract only men? Doesn’t he deserve some nice lady waiting for him at home? So every night he goes to a bar to drink and forget about his coworkers. He doesn’t know that this nice guy who keeps talking to him while drinking his beer is an author who works under Oikawa. But Iwaizumi is nice and his hands are warm when he touches him.

Where is my fun (one shot) Kenma prefers to stay home and play his videogames. It is his day off, so he has plans of not going out all day. But his friend has a different idea and god. Kenma can’t refuse him.

Bad Guy (one shot) It all started as a simple admiration. Watching Sawamura in action gave him chills. Even his old captain didn;t made him feel this way. He wanted to be tamed by this plain captain so he went to Karasuno to just see the object of his obsession, no big plans for it. Then this weird duo was screaming to him to leave their Queen alone and he barely remembered that cute glasses girl he was focused at Karasuno’s Captain that looked at him with such intensity that Terushima wanted to crawl to him and beg for something he never wanted to do before. 

That is freaking long. XD Thank for reading :) 

In MHA I wish i could write for different pairing alone fics but it just didn’t click in with me to try it. I’m still try to figure out some characters so their appearing in my fic won’t be a total disaster. (I’m looking at you Inasa xD)

#my stuff #aokuro #chrisawa #bkdk #bakudeku #iwadai #kurodai #terudai #bokuro #kenhima

[fallingin-like]

november 21

push to talk by @alexjosten​ [requested by @nikothespoonklepto]

see which other fics i’m reviewing this month! / my review request post!

this is a delightfully engaging fic based on the game firewatch that follows neil as he spends a summer as a fire lookout, isolated except for radio communication with andrew, a fire lookout in the adjacent sector of the park. this is such an intense, fun, beautiful, and humorous fic.

i remember enjoying this so much as it came out, eagerly awaiting each new chapter. you drew me in so easily and deeply that i watched a whole playthrough of this game. i can fully appreciate how well you were able to translate the plot, gameplay, interactions between characters, and the stunning visuals so so seamlessly and have it aftg so well.

some parts that stood out to me:

”dusk settles on the trees like clay powder, dusting the evergreens with a red tint” woah this is such a gorgeous way of starting off this fic.

”the moon extends her helping hand to guide him out into a clearing. here, neil can see. but also, he can be seen” i love these descriptions, and our introduction to neil. 

”he ignores his sleeping bag and the strict instructions to camp at nightfall and continue during the day” ah yes, Neil I Do What I Want Josten strikes again, with little regard for what people tell him to do

”if he’s not careful, the black dirt beneath his feet could bleed crimson. the exact combination of colours he came out here to avoid” this is stunning. i am immediately drawn into this fic, wanting to know what or who exactly neil is running from, and where he’s going

”buttermilk rays whisk the shadows of leaves into a dance on the forest floor beneath his feet” !! buttermilk?? somehow that works so so well

”the irony of calling it that in his head isn’t lost on him, and he vows to avoid that comparison again” what a subtle detail, but so telling! i am pretty bad with reading tags a lot of the time, so this was a great introduction to raven!neil

”it’s as exposing as it is freeing. he can’t feel trapped when he can see for miles every way he turns” wow it’s still so early in the fic, but you’ve already done an exceptional job at justifying neil choosing to come here, to escape.

foxtrot tower is such a cute name! i love that it’s not something directly taken from the books, this name seems to fit this au so well. i know that you likely had the game as reference for the tower, but i really liked the way you describe it, you were able to establish the same tone that exists in the game, but you did it through words instead of visuals and audio, something that really impresses me

”glad to hear you’re literate enough to have read the dossier” ohmygoodness ANDREW

”andrew’s tone is playful. neil thinks it might even be flirtatious, but he doesn’t care enough right now to find out” as much as i enjoy oblivious!neil, i appreciate that this version of neil is more aware, he seems more in tune with things around him. it fits better with this story, with the isolation and only communication being through the radio

”the sky slips into a more comfortable pink, the sun laying down to rest amongst the mountains” am i ever going to get over your descriptions of the environment? i don’t think so

of course neil goes for a run, basically right after doing a super intense two day hike in one day

”andrew sounds agitated” I LOVE THIS

oh dang, neil’s panic is so sudden, i’m so immersed that i immediately felt nervous too

”it’s our job to watch the horizon, neil. it’s not my fault you’re on mine” oh this is so good

”neil doesn’t believe in coincidences. he believes in traps and ill intentions, because that’s all his life has been until now”  it’s honestly amazing how quickly the atmosphere of this fic has turned to something a little bit darker, kind of scary. we know neil as a runner, but the idea of someone finding him so soon and trying to lure him out? gives me chills

“he doesn’t realise his hands are shaking until he struggles to press the push-to-talk button” PUSH TO TALK I AM SO FOND OF FICS THAT INCLUDE THE TITLE OF THE FIC IN THEIR FIC. also shaky hands are my kryptonite

”he also takes the cleaver from the kitchen counter” NEIL I- I AM SPEECHLESS

”a small sensible part of his brain tries to convince him that there are much easier ways to kill him than leading him out in the middle of nowhere, in a forest that he told nobody from his past life that he would be living in, where he uses a new name that nobody knows” !! good to hear that neil has a sensible part of his brain LOL

”but underestimating his enemies and their taste for dramatics would be a mistake” neil of all people does have a good reason for being paranoid. i love that you have this separated as a different paragraph, i read it differently because of it and i think that it adds more gravity to the sentence

”there, he finds a lipstick-red tent, zipper teeth yawning open to reveal two pink sleeping bag tongues” the imagery!!! incredible

”he feels like a walking timebomb” yeah i am definitely nervous for neil

”’girls don’t do it for you?’ andrew’s curiosity has a hopeful slant” OHMYGOODNESS ANDREW

”andrew’s voice is a firm, solid reassurance” bless andrew

”neil never thought he’d be relieved to meet someone who didn’t like exy” i also never thought that. neil you are a changed man

ooh the backstory to the fireworks is so good! i was also thinking it was a little out of character, but this is the perfect reason that renee would let it slide!

”the stars are withering in the purpling sky” i could cry because i love your writing so much

A MAN I AM FREAKING OUT. WHO IS HE

the easygoing banter between andrew and neil is so great, their conversation is interesting and flows really well

”he’s almost home” it amazes me and really shows something about this version of neil that he’s so quick to call this tower his home

”i know i needed to do this, but i am not sure i am ready to be so alone” woah break my heart why don’t you? this hits really close to home,, how dare you make me feel emotions

”i usually take a more straightforward approach” andrew never lies, but this is the truest thing he has ever said

”they’ll probably never meet, because neil intends on spending the rest of his summer without meeting another soul, andrew included” hmmm why do i have the sneaking suspicion that this will not be the case?

”neil’s not sure what grindr is but his face heats up all the same” this sentence is a MOOD (except i do know what grindr is)

”andrew’s response is sharp like a blade. ‘why? because one of the girls called you scarface?’ neil feels himself flinch” hhh i am secretly a very big fan of scenes that include neil’s scars, so you got me here

”andrew keeps neil company on the hour hike up to the north of his sector, but his usual commentary seems a bit strained today” uhH what’s going on, i’m getting scared

DID ANDREW BRING NEIL OVER JUST SO HE CAN SEE WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE? 

ohmygoodness, neil leaving andrew pictures and a sweatshirt? so so so cute

”he imagines the fear they felt when they saw him holding it wasn’t too unlike the fear that used to paralyse him when his father, or lola, would threaten him back home” woah this is good

i would bet that allison was the one to write that letter haha i can imagine that renee is likely kind of shaken by the incident, otherwise she might not have let allison leave it behind

andrew is such a good companion for neil, calming him both by his presence and by logically explaining what could have happened to the tent. he’s an anchor

”he feels like the cleaver he had attempted to defend himself with on his first day now carries a foreboding aura” YEAH I’M GETTING PRETTY NERVOUS TOO

WAIT NATHAN IS DEAD? THANK GOODNESS

woah so interesting to learn about neil’s backstory and his reason for not going pro “his offers to join pro teams curled up like dead leaves in a fire” dang, referencing both his burns and his new job? so good

ANDREW MINYARD IMITATING A VALLEY GIRL I NEED THIS IN MY LIFE PLEASE

oo that subtle way of mentioning andrew’s memory

i am so emotional, andrew is just so so good. makes me feel all the feelings ;-;

”andrew sounds like a bristled up cat tail” CUTE!!

i am dying to know what is going on in andrew’s head, during this conversation, when he left his tower to see neil, and really, just throughout this whole fic

woah i really like the way that you had neil describe his asexuality. it’s something that i recognize in myself and i like the way that you handled it.

 >:C 

them drawing each other?? peak cute. i want that to happen to me (have someone who doesn’t know what i look like try and draw me)

”neil waits for him to say more. he doesn’t. oh. that’s why. ‘heh’” LOLOL

you know what, i actually,,, only recognized the name draco malfoy LOL

ANDREW PRETENDING THAT HE DOESN’T ACTUALLY KNOW AARON OH MY GOODNESS. I CANNOT BELIEVE HE PRETENDED TO GET HIS NAME WRONG. “i look like him. but hotter and better dressed” ANDREW HOW GOOD TO YOU DRESS YOU LIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FOREST. this whole section is hilarious and really helps lighten the tone and keep things playful

”’why would i wear that?’ andrew’s response is too quick and defensive” *unintelligible screaming*

ANDREW DRAWING NEIL IN TINY RUNNING SHORTS. THIS! MAN! I CAN’T HANDLE HIM

”neil gets into the routine of falling asleep next to his radio, talking to andrew deep into the night, far past his ability to keep his eyes open. they take turns drifting off mid conversation…” this is the softest thing ever

”considering neil’s job is to prevent forest fires, there’s a certain irony in how beautiful the park is when painted the colours of flames” oh (like a good oh)

ANDREW REJECTING NEIL REALLY JUST BROKE MY HEART WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO ME

”his heart tumbles from his chest and falls to the bottom of the ravine. he doesn’t understand why it was so close to the railings of his ribcage in the first place” this is so so beautiful even though it’s describing something so sad. makes me feel achy

drunk andrew. how is it that you, alexjosten, seem to know everything that i love in a fic?

”neil’s cabin floods with light. how real is neil josten without nathaniel wesninski filling his shell? with a snap, it’s gone.” uh this is so incredible, i love how you split everything up into its own paragraph, their conversation so similar to the storm. ugh i can’t get enough

”still, neil feels the change: the undeniable part of him where his branches have been torn asunder and his bark has been scorched away to expose his core” every time i think that this sentence is the best, and every time you blow me away again. i can’t describe how this sentence makes me feel

the scene of neil rescuing allison and renee fills me with adrenaline, it’s so intense

having the girls recognize neil was like being trapped in a nightmare, there was nothing i could do but read on and see how it ends. dajsflks. but also i really hope that neil got back his jacket and sweater lol

WHAT IN THE WORLD NEIL HAVING TO PLAY A GAME ON CODEINE, RIKO TRYING TO KILL NEIL ON TV, THIS IS SO INTENSE. also, i love what you’ve done with this

dang, how does andrew know kevin?

andrew’s gifts for neil are so cute. i am here just freaking out!!!!

A PUFFBALL DANDELION 

“you sweet, sheltered city child” oh my goodness adorable

”you’re going to go nuts when i tell you what a caterpillar turns into” ANDREW

THE BEAR. THE JUMP

honestly, i’m a little surprised that neil wasn’t supplied with bear spray

”’andrew, i don’t think they’re coming for me.’ ‘of course they’re not.’ neil’s heart sinks. ‘they’re not?’ ‘i am’” KFAJSDFJPOJAFD THIS GLORIOUS INTERACTION WILL FOREVER BE WITH ME

THEM TRAVELLING AND EVERYTHING WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE BECAUSE OF THE DARK. ALSO ANDREW BEING SUPER BUFF AND PICKING NEIL UP NO BIG DEAL

”we had your face on a dart board in the break room” AHHHH

”the only consolation is it smells of the andrew who just walked two hours to rescue him from the side of a cliff, and then spent another two hours carrying him here” i don’t even know what to say

wait andrew knew who neil was the whole time oh my goodness

THE GAME IS ANIMAL CROSSING. this is now and forevermore considered canon! 

ANDREW DROPPING THE GAME HE’S SO TIRED. ANDREW MY BABY

ANDREW’S DRAWING OF NEIL

”half of andrew’s sandwich is in his mouth, and he kind of looks like a hamster” adorable!

okay okay jean and jeremy being the two trading letters? so so good.

THE ENDING WITH ANDREW TELLING STORIES ABOUT NEIL BEING DEAD

the last chapter was amazing, i loved the way that you wrote the interactions between andrew and neil, they fit so well together. i also appreciate that you deviated from the game and had them meet! it is infinitely more satisfying. this was such an easy fic to read, everything felt right. i love your characterization of both of them. to have andrew treat neil the way that he did, knowing who neil was? amazing

also, can i just say that the moodboards that you include at the beginning of each chapter are amazing? they really helped with establishing the tone of the fic.

this fic is so intense, i was constantly amazed by how i was so fully immersed in it. everything that neil felt, i felt. your descriptions were gorgeous and i could not get enough of them. there were so many small details, sentences that were pure gems, that rereading this was just as, if not more, enjoyable than the first time. i really cannot put to words how much i loved reading this. thank you so so much for writing it!

#push to talk #aftg fic review #raelle writes

[sennokami]

this birch kinokami ;D

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING - accepting !!

Do I Follow Them? Yes

Why Did I Follow Them? Stockhold Syndrome. Love. Stalking. I am a hunter whose eyes are on the greatest prey of all: peri.

Do We Role Play? I don’t know, let me check my 100 gajillion threads with you.

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Well, golly gosh, let me ask 2017 selwyn who had to run after this bitch over like 4 months to pin her down for an rp

An AU Idea For Our Muses: Remember that Discord convo we had about how an unrequited love au might work out? Let me pull it out, actually.

give me my ship at the end of sadness binchhashi sleeping with madara bc he wants to know what that feels likethe physical outpouring of madaras consuming lovehashi with any sort of doubt would be swept up in ituntil it spits him out more confused than everand he realizes too late that deep down, he doesnt want stable and reasonable, he wants to feel loved by a wildfire because it makes him feel like someone worthy....thats a can of wormshashirama finding no validation in his own achievementshashirama doubting himself and his decisions bc they arent made with the sort of fiery passion he feels with madarain their friendship, in their rivalry, in everything that madara toucheseverything else loses its bite when compared to madara 

It haunts me. Deeply.

A Song For Our Muses: Timebomb, Tove Lo.

You took the key out of the ignitionI could hear the rain on the windowsRight then and there I made up my mind to just go with itThinking what's the worst thing that could happen?When the worst thing that could happen, could be the best thing ever

You and I could be the best thing everWe're not happy ever afterWe don't have what it takesAnd we don't make plans'Cause we're never gonna last 

Do I Ship Our Muses? Yes? Deeply? Dearly? Intensely? Furiously?

What I Think About The Mun: You’re like my platonic soul mate, binch

Overall Opinion: Never have I ever met someone whose opinion matters more to me. I admire you, I respect you, and I want all the happiness in the world for you. You’re, like, my buddy, pal.

Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

#kinokami #ask #answered meme #ooc

[arcane-ish]

The appeal of Vander x Silco for me

I have some complex feelings on what I think is appealing about Vander X Silco and there is a lot of cheesy, surface level stuff and I might make a post on this eventually and those are all fun and that. 

But I think the main reason why it really sticks with me is a very particular one. 

I have mused before that I really like Jinx x Ekko as well and how there are lot of similarities with the whole almost trying to kill each other and the intensity of emotions and the falling apart over morals. But despite the similarities they actually have very different positions in my brain. I like Timebomb of the big drama, high octane angst. 

While in a weird way, Zaundads is a comfort ship for me. Which, you know, kind of insane with the whole tried to kill each other/probably genuinely thought that they succeeded in killing the other/scarred each other for life/betrayed the joined dream etc. 

But the thing is, I really love Arcane. I just really love all the characters, even the villainous ones like Silco (naturally), Sevika and Singed. 

And Vander and Silco (still) loving each other feels like the best, the most natural way to get a real feeling “One Big Happy Weasley Family” ending. 

It’s not that having Vander in his life is like the only way I could ever picture Silco being happy. Like, I could picture like an AU where it’s just him and Jinx and her and the environment is just slightly more healthy and he gets genuine joy from her achievements. 

But at the same time, in my head, Vander loves Vi, Silco loves Jinx and Jinx and Vi love each other. Silco and Jinx against the world, I could picture making Silco happy. But it would leave Vi sad. Because I don’t think that Silco wants to share, he would hate sharing and if I could maybe with a lot of twisting around picture a version where he makes peace with sharing Jinx with Vi it would 1) likely be a compromised happiness 2.) it would still leave Vander out in the cold. 

Like, if I really force it like maybe I can picture a version where Silco is like with some OC who mellows him out and he has both kids and I dunno, Vander is dating Benzo and they are raising Ekko together so he is happy too? And Vander and Silco are at least cordial together? 

But to me Vander X Silco loving each other, whether platonically or more is just the easiest and most natural way I can imagine that would resolve the Gordian knot of relationships. And even though it is befitting of the kind of show it is that it is intentional that this knot cannot be resolved, that not everybody can be happy, that’s kind of what makes it a comfort ship. And even though the vast majority of Vander x Silco fic is appropriately tragic and flawed, what makes it special to me is that that taste of just how much better things could be if they got their shit together or if they had never had a falling out is still there, underneath it all. 

And it’s just fascinating to me to imagine in what ways the world of Arcane and/or their lives would be better off if they loved each other (again romantically or platonically) and how fascinating it would be for them to find a compromise between their positions on morality vs. action against Piltover. 

When I compare it to Timebomb, one thing that is different about Zaundads is that we know that they used to be “happy” together at some time in the past. And it’s also that in a lot of ways, both Vander and Silco are a lot more flexible characters. We know that The Drowning deeply changed Silco, we know fathering Jinx changed his outlook. With Vander we know that he changed from more violent to less violent and we know that as Warwick he will change fundamentally yet again. So trying to imagine a way how they could compromise feels like less of a betrayal. 

Like, I could imagine an older, hardened Ekko, who has a rougher, more cynical opinion on murder, but it feels like betrayal of a character who is so neatly positioned as being all about hope. So when I imagine happy timebomb to me it’s often easiest as an AU, where certain things just didn’t happen rather than the problem being more how they have to change their point of view. 

Another big thing about Zaundads to me is that Silco feels ... stuck. He’s hung up on that night. He cannot stop talking about Vander. He keeps going back to that night. 

And I perceive that trauma to be absolutely fundamentally essential to Silco’s character. 

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think that that night is the reason why Silco is “evil”. He clearly had pre-existing traumas that made him hate Piltover. 

But to me the Vander trauma is so essential because I think it is what keeps him from trusting others, from making genuine connection with others. And as such it’s imo the biggest obstacle that keeps him from changing and becoming better (whether as a “better person” or as being less miserable). Because in the end this is how we change, by connecting to others, learning from others, accepting others. 

And that is what Silco’s paranoia closes him off from, why he is hyperfocused on Jinx, why he doesn’t want to share Jinx even though that might be good for Jinx. 

Don’t get me wrong, I think it is entirely possible that Silco was paranoid and had trust issues before meeting Vander (just like it’s possible that he had less of it when he talks about brothers and sisters), but he was clearly willing to open up to Vander and it was traumatizing to him when didn’t work out. 

And no, in real life you don’t resolve your trauma by hooking up with the person who tried to kill you and caused that trauma. But this is fiction and in fiction sex and romance and shipping are ways to resolve dramatic tension and lead it into different paths. For a way to have climax and release in a way that isn’t through violence and with love as a way to make it feel more lasting. 

But even outside of shipping I genuinely think that if Silco wanted to change as a person, he would have to properly, more healthily deal with his Vander trauma before he could ever move forward. (again no shade on the “Silco did nothing wrong, you go heavily amoral crime boss revolutionary” crowd, those are cool too) 

So the focus is more on imagining how a situation could ever arise where Silco would be willing to be open enough about his trauma and where Vander would be open enough to properly receive that openness so actual catharsis can happen. (again with shipping or without) Something that likely both of them are too stubborn and paranoid about, but that’s why it’s kind of the tantalizing, impossible dream. 

Which in my head looks kind of like them meeting on neutral ground and Silco being in essence: “I loved you so much and what you did really hurt me and it really fucked me up” and Vander just pulling him into the world’s biggest bearhug and going “I get it and I’m sorry” and then they both cry like babies and vow try better and to never hurt each other again. 

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Which again, would never happen, wouldn’t work for the show, it’s debatable whether it would be even deserved. But at the same time I can’t help but feel like it would just be *better* if it were possible, pretty much like I feel like “wow, wouldn’t it just be better if there were a world where Jinx and Ekko didn’t have to fight each other”. 

#arcane #silco #vander #zaundads #silco x vander #vander x silco #vanco

[thelarryficrecplace]

what are your all time favourite fics?

This changes every so often but here’s 10 of my absolutely favourites:

Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can’t Lose by dolce_piccante:

Summary: American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).

Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football.

A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

Word count : 112,853

Let’s Fall in Love in a Place You Want to Stay by embro:

Summary: A George of the Jungle / Tarzan AU where Louis is a model who meets Wild Man Harry in the Congo. He was raised by apes and barely speaks a word of English and turns Louis’ life upside down.

Word count: 134,170

feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream by togetherwecouldbealright:

Summary: “Alright, alright. No need to bite,” Harry says, holding his hands above his head in a general gesture of surrender.

Louis quirks an eyebrow and his foot nudges Harry’s as he moves to sit straight. “If that’s what you think biting is, you’ve got another thing coming, Styles.”

Harry blinks at him before he feels his face flush and inside the marrows of his bones there’s pulses of heat, pulses of fire spreading through him. “Is that a threat, your Highness?”

“That’s a promise,” Louis answers just as the car halts to a stop. “One I intend to keep.”

Harry is a journalist with a lot of secrets and Louis is the future king of the United Kingdom; they live together for 60 days.

Word count: 123,176

Some Things Take Root by navigator, quitter:

Summary: Louis’ ex doesn’t get jealous of anyone besides Harry. Harry helps Louis use that to his advantage.

Word count: 50,269

don’t tell the gods (we left a mess) by bottomlinsons (grimgrace):

Summary: After a misunderstanding with Liam’s mother, Louis agrees to accompany his best friend to a family wedding and pretend to be the world’s best boyfriend. But their simple plan goes awry when he learns that Harry, ex-boyfriend/ex-love of Louis’ life, will also be in attendance. (aka: fake!boyfriends with a twist ft. bromance, romance and cake.)

Word count: 71,556

This Wicked Game by cherrystreet:

Summary: An AU in which The Bachelor is gay, Louis is a contestant, Harry is the bachelor, everyone drinks a lot of champagne, the entire world gets to watch them fall in love, and no one plays by the rules.

Word count: 70,010

my heart is breathing for this moment in time by usedtothebeach:

Summary: When Louis first saw Harry at the 2010 X Factor Auditions, he thought he was watching a peculiarly special stranger. But Harry has known Louis ever since he was five years old.

Because Louis has a rare genetic disorder that causes him to Time Travel to important moments in his past and in his future - and to Harry, always to Harry. When they’re put into a band together, it seems like everything Harry has been waiting and wishing for has finally come true. Except for the small fact that Louis doesn’t know that Harry is in love with him- that Harry’s always been in love with him. Fate, it would seem, is just getting started.

A story about growing up and growing together, and the impossible love that makes it all worthwhile.

Word count: 159,845

Faking It by TheCellarDoor:

Summary: A uni AU in which Louis has been Harry’s best friend since he offered him cubed fruit on the playground, and they spend more time cuddling in their dorm beds than they do apart, but it’s not like that. Or is it?

Aka Harry pretends to date his best friend to escape unwanted attention from a too insistent classmate and hopes it won’t blow up in his face. Featuring embarrassing dildo accidents, awkward boners, longing, first times, late night conversations, emotional discoveries and Niall as the exasperated friend with bad advice.

Word count: 46,173

Shake Me Down by AGreatPerhaps12:

Summary: Harry’s new to college, fresh out of Catholic school and conversion therapy camp, and Louis runs the campus LGBTQIA organization.

Word count: 208,589

like a timebomb ticking by infinitelymint:

Summary: Louis loses everything. Harry’s still there.

Word count: 31,734

#asks #anon #larry #larry fic #larry fic rec #larry fic recs #larry stylinson #must #must reads #personal favs #personal fav

[ridiasfangirlings]

AU where Munakata dies instead of Mikoto in S1 and Fushimi becomes blue king in Missing Kings, how would that play out in THE ENTIRE SERIES AS A WHOLE: S1, MK, ROK and even the mangas?

This would definitely change a lot of things, especially since thispresumably means Mikoto’s Sword would still be unstable even thoughhe’s alive. Maybe in this AU somehow Munakata manages to stop Mikotofrom killing Colorless but then Colorless kills Munakata at the sametime (or for extra super angst maybe killing Colorless ends up havingan immediate and negative effect on Munakata’s Sword and Munakata hasto be killed by Zenjoh or Fushimi or someone besides Mikoto in orderto stop the same tragedy from happening). So then in the immediateaftermath we have a Homra that is still whole but I think on shakyground, they’re still dealing with the loss of Totsuka and Mikoto Ithink would be not in the best frame of mind because now not only hasTotsuka died but Munakata basically died in his stead. On top of thatMikoto’s Sword is still unstable and now there’s no one who canreally stop him if his Sword finally starts to fall. I think Kusanagimight still end up going to Germany after discussing it with Mikoto,like this time it’s not just for the sake of finding out more aboutthe Slate but also trying to find a way to save Mikoto. Mikoto isn’ttotally down with that, being prepared to die, but he’s also awarethe danger his clan will be in with him still a ticking timebomb andthis is really the only thing he and Kusanagi can think to do thatmight find a way to at least make sure Munakata’s sacrifice wasn’t invain. In the meantime Homra continues with as much normalcy as theycan but it’s difficult, I think Mikoto would be mostly staying in thebar and sleeping (even more than usual I mean) because with Kusanagigone the least he can do is make good on the promise Kusanagi had himmake before leaving, that he won’t die before Kusanagi comes back.

Meanwhile even as Homra is managing Scepter 4 is falling apart,trying to do their best to carry on without a King even thoughthey’re in something of a limbo. In Side Red the Kingless Blue clanwas under the supervision of the Golds but Kokujouji is missing andno one seems to be thinking about Scepter 4 at all, they’re trying tokeep up with their duties but everyone knows that the Blue clan areno longer protected by a sanctum and so the Strains have gottenbolder in attacking them. So then enter the Greens and in this AU I’mthinking maybe Hisui tries to kidnap Fushimi in order to get accessto Scepter 4’s systems to try and find Shiro (since he likelywouldn’t go after Anna when she’s still under Mikoto’s protection).Fushimi on the other hand has become somewhat estranged from the restof Scepter 4, he thinks it’s stupid of them to keep toiling without aKing and probably refuses to go to work half the time. To Fushimithis is just another precious thing destroyed and he’s annoyed withhimself for ever letting Scepter 4 be important to him, something hehadn’t realized until Munakata died.

He’s off by himself when he gets kidnapped by Hisui (oh oh but he hasto run into Mikoto at least once because I need Fushimi being bitterand self loathing even as he blames Mikoto for Munakata’s death andMikoto just accepts it all without complaint because it’s not likethe kid isn’t exactly right and then Fushimi storms off and that’swhen he gets picked up by the Greens). And then this time it’sScepter 4 asking Homra for help in finding Fushimi, Yata finds outthat Fushimi’s been taken and probably just loses it and tries to dowhatever he can to find out where Fushimi’s been taken. Anna is ableto locate Fushimi and Yata goes running headlong to save him,Awashima and the alphabet boys spot him breaking into the buildingand follow. But maybe when they get to the top of the tower that’swhen Hisui tries to activate his big electric attack and Fushimiawakens as Blue King to save everyone, like Awashima and co. drawtheir swords and stand in front of him to protect him and even Yata’sthere adding his flames and suddenly Fushimi’s eyes snap open, hiswhole body glowing blue as he awakens as Blue King and he’s able tostrengthen the shield to deflect the attack.

In the aftermath Fushimi is reeling from becoming Blue King, I’vealready gone over in various past asks how I don’t think he’d handlebecoming King well and now it’s probably extra difficult because hefeels like everyone expects him to like ‘take over’ for Munakata andhe doesn’t see how he can, when he isn’t a genius like that person.So Fushimi’s kinda flailing and bitter, he hates this power and hisSword is probably already crumbling and yet he’s expected to lead theclan anyway. Awashima I think would end up as something of a de factocommander and Fushimi’s mostly a figurehead because he doesn’t haveany interest in being King. But then when the alliance thing happensin ROK I think the Blues might stay out of it, Fushimi refusing towork with Homra even when Awashima suggests it would be a wise courseof action. Like imagine Shiro lays out this whole plan of workingtogether and then Fushimi just bursts out with bitter laughter andasks if Shiro’s done making useless suggestions so they can leave. Hedoesn’t see the point in working with any of the others, especiallywhen Shiro and Homra are largely to blame in his mind for the currentsituation. Yata tries to scold Fushimi for it and Fushimi mocks him,Mikoto silences them both by saying he doesn’t have an interest in analliance with these guys either. Fushimi gives him a challenginglook, not so afraid now that they’re on equal grounds, and Mikotojust plainly asks Fushimi what his plan is. Fushimi says he doesn’tneed help from a man who even failed to die and then storms out,Awashima yelling his name as she follows him.

Then we probably have three separate plans trying to protect theSlate and I’m not sure how well it would turn out in this AU, since Idon’t know if Fushimi would be able to infiltrate jungle on his own –maybe he plays up his dislike for Homra and tries to propose analliance to Hisui but really it’s all a trick to get insidejungle’s base and then destroy them from there. Though in this AUSukuna would probably have trouble handling him so maybe what we endup with is Iwafune versus Fushimi and Fushimi is getting hisbutt kicked when Yata shows up flanked by Mikoto, who for the firsttime since Munakata’s death unleashes his full power and prepares tofight Iwa-san as he tells Yata to take Fushimi and get out of here.Fushimi has no intention of being saved by the Red King and Mikotojust gives him this half-smirk as he says isn’t Fushimi the one whosaid Mikoto’s been useless all this time. Yata drags Fushimi tosafety and then Shiro destroys the Slate before Mikoto’s Sword canfall and everyone makes it out alive, Scepter 4 all swarming overFushimi with affection and worry because even when everyone thoughthe was a traitor they remained loyal to him as their King and theirfriend.

#Fushimi Saruhiko #Talking K #sorry if I didn't cover everything this was long enough as it is :P #there would be a lot of things that would change though #S4 being the ones to fall apart versus Homra #but Homra still having to deal with an unstable Mikoto #Fushimi would have so many bitter King conversations with him #ROK would be a lot more tense I think #Fushimi wouldn't want to work with anyone bc he's still pissed off at all these useless people #but especially himself for not being able to help Munakata either