#i’ve become insane and obsessed over this au

[koqabear]

GAWWDDD LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER DESTROYED MEEEEE

i was rooting for soobin the whole time and his betrayal and giving into his primal urges just cuts me so deep like when she's getting fucked by gyu and she looks into soobin's eyes and it's the first time he's ever looked at her like prey.... mic drop hardest fuckin line to ever im a mess

i love love love darker fics from u sm like the smut always gotta be the hottest feral heat inducing stuff ever but is this okay?? like should i enjoy this?? 😭 still feel bad for mc when she woke up omg poor baby

OH absolutely adore how u write the freeze fear response in a prey hybrid mc god that was insane, like even before gyu got to her i felt that rush of adrenaline and the tension!! ugh how do u write them so good anw the part where mc's so frightened she literally submits and presents herself 🤯 blended my brain i fear

ALSO WHN GYU CALLED SOOBIN A GOOD DOG!!!!! AAAAAAAA UR CRAZYYY!!!!! 💥💥💥 gyu's insane in this he literally drove mc to submission in pure fear and basically brainwash soobin into following orders like ugh i im obsessed im in distress

u said that ur not letting us forget they're hybrids AND U DELIVERED!!!! tbh there's so many hybrid aus that's just ears and tails but u went deep in it, make them actually animals with instincts and behaviors (i sound like a furry omg 😭)

also kinda off track but the way mc's so naive and independent like yeah no it's fine ik the woods i'll be fine alone ^_^ and soobin's like babe ur a prey hybrid reminds me a lot of the trend of ppl posting their pets w proof they won't survive in the wild 💀

HIIII i’m super sorry that i took so long to answer this (but when do i ever answer asks on time 😕) BUT THANK YOUUUU SO MUCH!!! i love ltts so much it’s seriously one of my fav fics i’ve written so far and. your review literally means everything to me

(the rest is under the cut ! 🫶)

AGH THANK YOU THANK YOU it makes me so giddy to see that you liked that internal conflict as much as i did… like the build up to it was so intense and as soon as i wrote that “im sorry.” line i had to do a victory lap bc damn!! i really liked how soobin’s character turned out!!! (thank you sm for noticing that detail mwah) 

SHOULD YOU ENJOY THIS HAHAHASSDKLGGKH 

i mean….! that’s kind of the appeal of dark fics for me personally… if it’s written well enough it’ll make you question everything. but again thank you hehe i will be honest and say that i like to take pride in my dark fics 🤗

AHHHHH im happy you pointed that out !! my favorite thing about hybrid aus that i don’t think people take advantage of is all the new and heightened senses they have… im insane and i loved leaning into it and making it aide the characterization and idk. very happy you enjoyed it 🫶 (and if you sound like a furry… what does that make me… /j)

beomgyu master manipulator >>> i had a little too much fun with the name callings, can you tell…. is it obvious…. he is feral and insane and will do anything to get his way. my favorite ! 

I THINK I KNOW WHAT TREND UR TALKING ABOUT LMFAOOO and you’re so right too…. this poor mc was just unfortunately too trusting and naive for her own good :(

and if i say that im so in love with ltts that i feel like i could……. add more to it….?

#i’ve become insane and obsessed over this au #thank you for leaving such nice feedback #[♡]— feedback ! #[✭]— srb #fic: lamb to the slaughter #koqabear asks

[kooruphobic]

IN BED — ragnvindr brothers (seperate, not a pairing)

𓆩♡𓆪 notes : i've been so fucking busy w/ wips lately. i literally have like a bajillion wips im so sorry... dropping an eren fic soon 4 the anon that asked but here's this for now to keep my blog active

𓆩♡𓆪 tags : smut, mentions of praise, teasing, overstimulation, rough sex, temperature play (if you squint)

𓆩♡𓆪 word count : 1.2k

𓆩♡𓆪 summary : how the ragnvindr brothers are in bed/during sex. separate, not a ship or pairing.

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀

we all know kaeya’s a slut like look at him lol

jokes aside, kaeya is so freaky it’s insane. like as soon as you get with this dude, the first time you fuck, you have the time of your life.

kaeya definitely loves praising you. i’ve seen so many people say he’d degrade you. i can kinda imagine it but i think he’s the typa guy to tell you how pretty you are. would one hundred percent call you “pretty girl,” and “mine.”

he loves kissing you. like, you’ll literally make out for hours before you actually fuck. this man is in love with your lips (both of them, yes) and either kisses you really passionately or like there’s no tomorrow and he’ll die if he doesn't kiss you hard enough.

not only that, he loves teasing you too. doesn’t even matter if you’re in public or not. he’ll purposely say suggestive things and ghost his fingers over your skin. some people will give you extreme side glances, but he knows they’re watching.

“let’s give them a little show, huh?” 

when you guys are alone he’ll keep teasing you, but when your clothes are finally off his touch becomes more urgent and needy. why? because the sight of you naked makes him lose his mind. he’ll kiss down your body telling you how pretty you are for him.

let’s just say kaeya loves eating you out. the taste of you on his tongue is intoxicating and he’s obsessed with it.

and if we’re taking elements into consideration here, then think about it. i feel like he could probably make his tongue cold, and he’d replicate the feeling of eating you out with an ice cube in his mouth except there’s no ice cube, just his tongue. 

he’ll literally just eat you out for hours and holds your hand while he does it. sometimes he’ll make you sit on his face. at first, you're fine, but fast forward, and you’re shaking, crying, begging for this man to let you go. kaeya could probably suffocate and die between your legs and he’d die a happy man.

your pleads aren’t really convincing. you sound so pretty and kaeya wants to hear more so he keeps going. when he’s finally done you’re overwhelmed.

or, at least, you think he’s done. but then suddenly you’re on your back and he’s thrusting into you. he’s hitting it from the back and your cries are like music to his ears. this man definitely loves doing it doggy style.

that’s not all though. he’ll lean forward, lips next to your ear, and start moaning from pleasure. kaeya has the sluttiest and loudest moans known to man. he whimpers too. and he knows you love it.

“you like it when i moan into your ear like this?”

and when he cums he’s extra fucking loud. no matter where you’re doing it, even if other people are around to hear kaeya will always be loud when he cums. he sounds so pathetic and whiny when he does and you would make fun of him for it, but by the end you’re so fucked out. 

he loves how you look when he’s done with you. (both) your lips are puffy, your eyes are glossy from crying, and you’re twitching and shaking beneath him. kaeya will never ever get tired of it.

if he cums inside he’ll go the extra mile and lick the cum dripping from your pussy. you try to protest, still feeling sensitive, but your pleads are replaced with whines of pleasure.

when he is truly done, he’ll tell you how good you did for him. if we’re thinking modern au, he’d one hundred percent ask if he can take a picture of your pretty, fucked out face. and then you two will just lay next to each other, breath heavy. and the cycle repeats.

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂

tbh i think there are two sides to diluc.

he’s either very rough or normal, and on rare occasions, he’ll be soft. 

i think the reason for that is that he acts tough on the outside but is pretty sweet on the inside. so when he meets you he doesn’t know how to act at first, especially during sex. he’d be thinking about whether he should keep up his tough-guy act or not. 

i feel like the first time he’s like…average. average in everything. cause he’s scared of intimacy so he just makes sure he’s doing what needs to be done and gets it over with. but then as your relationship progresses, the next time you do it he decides to put his act down and he’s super soft and vulnerable with you. 

when he’s soft he’s mainly focusing on your pleasure rather than his. diluc likes fingering you rather than eating you out, but it’s okay because this guy is crazily good with his fingers. he’ll curl his fingers inside of you in a way that makes you go dizzy, and he’ll make you cum multiple times on his fingers before actually fucking you. 

one hundred percent talks you through it. he’ll be pushing inside of you, telling you to breathe and relax, to let him take care of you. his thrusts are deep, long, and slow. he’ll do that thing where he slides a hand under your waist and pulls you close to him. and then he whispers how much he loves you. 

definitely kisses your neck. he loves kissing your neck so much. he’ll do it before, during, and after. like it’s actually insane he’s obsessed.

when he’s rough though … you’re really in for it lol

he gets really rough when he’s stressed. doesn’t even bother with foreplay or anything, he just drags you into a room and starts fucking you like there’s no tomorrow. he grabs you by your hips and slams into you without relenting. you try to protest but your pleas fall on deaf ears because he keeps on going.

he’ll grab you by your hair and pull your head up. or if you’re riding him, he’ll plant his hands firmly on your waist and hold you still for a second before slamming up into you. 

i feel like, if he’s being rough with you, it’d mostly happen in his office. he’ll be stressed out of his mind and call you over. then he’ll bend you over his desk and fuck you until your legs aren’t functional. 

“take it. fucking take it.”

he’ll kiss you while he does it, but his kisses are super aggressive and when he’s done your lips are bruised. and he’ll definitely bite and suck at your neck, leaving multiple hickeys and marks everywhere. 

poor maids can hear your moans through the walls … when they actually see diluc get mad or stressed they mentally prepare or just leave the winery together. 

diluc makes up for his aggressiveness with proper aftercare though. runs you a bath or something and apologizes profusely lol … then carries you to bed because you’re struggling to walk. this happens like twice a week. rest in peace to you.

𓆩♡𓆪 notes : can u tell which one is my fav lol ... its kaeya. i love kaeya sm. luv diluc 2 but kaeya just does it for me

hope you enjoyed!

#kooru hcs #kooru drabbles #genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin x you #kaeya smut #kaeya x you #kaeya x reader #diluc smut #diluc x reader #diluc x you #dilic x reader smut #kaeya x reader smut #kooruphobic

[soft-persephone]

Normal Peter B Parker x WMMA Fighter!Spider-Woman!Reader AU

AU blurb. // idk that the word count is because I just wrote this on here.// Masterlist

I write with black women in mind but of course it’s for every woman.

I have a soft spot for Peter B. Parker, and this has been running around in my mind for a while. I just needed to get some of it out. Desperately.

So in a world obsessed with Miguel, here’s a little Peter B. I’m equally obsessed. Peter just wins in my brain.

Warning: indirect self harm. ( not eating or taking care of one’s person), mention of blood. Allusion to violence. Minor depression episode.( nothing too major or bad, but slightly possible to be triggering.

A Universe where he isn’t the hero and you are!

Your name is NOT MJ!

You’ve been Spider Woman for a good 7 years.

You’ve gotten the hang of saving people and keeping your identity secret. You’ve worked with the Avengers ONCE!

And you never want to do it again.

They were nice and all, but someone’s been spreading a particular rumor ever since, and you are not to happy about it. You refuse to even talk about, least the press run with it and claim it’s true.

You’ve been fighting more crime than you ever had in your entire career.

But what sucks most is you don’t get to set time aside from your normal life and your life as Spider Woman to see PB Parker.

He was your everything.

Which is almost embarrassing to admit because he doesn’t even know what you look like.

HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME!

But that doesn’t stop you from seeing him.

Lord knows, you’ve saved his life more than enough times.

The first time you ever saved his life was when he was working for a particular scientist in a particular lab.

Neither of you were aware of the secret illegal lab underneath the main lab.

After some unrelated investigating before you had even met. Your super smart play cousin who hooked you up with your spider suit and other techy stuff, was the one who told you to look into this lab. Faking as a journalist you snoop around only to befriend Dr. Octavius’ number one man. Dr Peter B. Parker

He talked, ALOT.

And you liked to listen.

A few bad guys and one giant explosion later, he was in your arms as you swung around the city.

It was not the first or the last time.

“Do you hold every citizen like this after you save them?” You held the side of his face before brushing a hand through his hair, “Only the special ones.”

It was like that between you two for a while.

Three months to be exact.

“I saw you on the news this morning! The way you swooped down and around was insane!” You smiled. Taking a sip of coffee.

Meeting at what used to be his favorite coffee shop was becoming a favorite of yours. It had a fancy star and everything.

“I’ve always wanted to eat in a place like this when I was young.” His big brown eyes would droop for a moment. Watering just a tad before he’d smile again like nothing was happening. As if there were no sad memories running around in his head.

“And with a fancy scientist salary, now I can!”

All the fancy places he liked to eat, the food trucks on random corners, the restaurant only certain people new about, he’d bring you food from them all.

He had a nice studio apartment. A sizable living room and kitchen, a small stairway that led up to a bed that hanged over it all. Nothing too fancy, but it was evident how well off he was.

After every other long night of crime fighting, you’d swing by his balcony, hoping to see him there.

He would always bring you food, always knowing you skipped a meek or two, but outside of that. It was always about the chance to see each other, to talk to each other, and you would raise your mask, just right above your nose, and you would eat. You would talk.

He would tell you about Aunt May or his uncle.

You would tell him about your mom. How you don’t know much about your dad. The life you had with your cousin and her parents. The boxing matches and fighter you adored.

But only so much. Not enough to give you away. Only so much until your heart ached and you couldn’t say anything else.

He asked about your suit and was very disappointed in its jersey moisture wicking cotton blend material. He was even sadder when you told him it was very replaceable because of its nature to rip apart or catch fire or unravel altogether.

“You need to let me make you something.” He would fuss. “Something that could actually keep you safe.”

“Something that will last!”

You would only laugh in response.

“I’ll hold you too that.”

But one day you came to him covered in blood and bruises.

“Spider Woman?”

You laughed.

It was a dry, hoarse, and wretched sound that muddied the joy you felt. You had only wanted to see him.

You reached to touch his cheek. To wipe away the tears from his big brown eyes and let him know you’d be alright.

But you winced, and it filled him with even more fear.

“Don’t move.” His voice was firm, but full with emotion.

You needed to save him from his worry. You thought.

“PB.” You muttered weakly.

“You need to go to the hospital.” He smiled through his tears and you were glad. However, tears were now filling your eyes. You could only blink away so many. The mask covering your face was making it hard to see.

“I can’t do that, Peter. You know I can’t do that.”

“Call an avenger or something! I’m not leaving until you do!”

You reached for his face, and he bent down, meeting you half way so you wouldn’t have to raise your arm so high.

The blood from your hand smeared his stubble, your thumb leaving a ghastly trail from his chin to his cheek.

You put your hand down in shame.

This isn’t what you wanted.

You couldn’t do this to him. You refused to ever put him through this.

You mustered ever once of remaining strength in your body to stand.

Peter chiding and scolded you with every movement.

“W-what what are you doing? Sit back down! You were gonna call someone.”

He followed you to the ledge. Pleasing and pleading in your ear.

You hugged him.

You ignored how your blood that stained his clothes. How his body on your made your every pore on your skin scream. You stayed there until he stopped shaking. Until his voice was horse and dry from yelling and crying over you.

Then you pulled back, cupping both sides of his face in your hands.

“Peter,” he placed both hands over yours, squeezing as tight as he could, “I’m sorry.”

And you jumped.

It wasn’t the time you two saw each other.

Lord knows that would have killed you both if it didn’t drive either of you insane first.

If his life was ever in danger, you swore you could feel it just as any other sense of danger you could get.

You could taste it in the air.

While that part of your relationship didn’t change, the time you spent with each other after each save surely did.

“Are you alright. . .sir?” You gently placed him on the ground. The crowd of people around you screaming and clapping.

“Yeah. . .thank you.” He looked up at you. His big brown eyes, pulled at something in your chest.

He had already been declaimed safe and sound. Feet firmly on the ground. No crazy green villains trying to steal his current research.

But his hands still held your waist, and you still had your hand on his side.

It wasn’t long before you were doubting your feelings.

Does one bad day ruin a relationship? Could it work? Did you need to do the unthinkable and tell him everything?

You couldn’t eat right. You didn’t get enough sleep. So you worked all day at your regular job, and you spent every waking moment of the night fighting crime.

Your run of the mill bad guys were looking worse and worse at the end of a fight. Your fists getting a little more bloody each time. They stayed cut up and bruised, but luckily your skin color hid those, and you could just tell people you fell on the sidewalk to explain the cuts.

Your body was giving out but you chugged caffeine, ate your protein, at least when your stomach ached until you were dry heaving on the floor, and you took a pain pill, and then you would move on.

But then the incident happened.

A giant monster. It’s was pink, purple, white, and gross.

You had never seen anything like it before.

Not even with the Avengers.

You didn’t do stuff like this in your part of the city.

You handle street thugs. You dismantle the occasional nefarious schemes and plots of drug dealers. You fight wanna be Scarface’s.

But then they showed up.

A pregnant Spider-Woman on a bike, and two. . Spider-guys?. . . Spider-Men? . . . Spider-Man?

That didn’t even sound right.

One was tall and the other the straight up biggest man you had ever encountered this close. Muscly wise.

Why the fuck does a Spider-Guy need to be that big?

“I need your help! This things been going at it for three hours!”

“We know.” The big one deadpanned. “That’s why we’re here.”

“Don’t mind him,” the other Spider-Woman chided. “He stays trippin.”

“He looks like it.”

“We can stay here and chat while your city burns to the ground or we could actually do something.”

You both rolled your eyes.

A giant hole erupted from the ground.

“What the fuck is that!”

“If we take care of this monster, you won’t have to worry about that!” The other Spider-Man added.

“Well what are we waiting for?”

You jumped down, and they all followed you.

It took much less time with a team.

However, you were running out of gas.

After being slammed three feet into the ground by it’s tail, and taking a head shot that flung you into and out of a High-Rise.

You were done.

“Spider-Woman?”

You were on a bed. It was your bed.

A large hand was tapping you gently on your shoulder. The other cupping your face. It brushed your hair away from your forehead before resting a thumb on your cheek, dancing back and forth under your eye.

You mask was off!

How—

“Please tell me your not dead?”

“No?” You croaked.

He laughed.

The sound was so warm and familiar. It couldn’t be. There was no way. Why would he be here? How? Who brought him here?

He’s seen your face!

You opened your eyes, fast.

“PB!”

The light in the room made you wince.

“Uh, I haven’t heard that one before. Can’t say it’s a favorite, but I don’t really mind it either.”

But it was him. And he was wearing a Spider suit.

“What are you wearing? Why are you here?” You sat up, and tried to get out the bed, but the effort to swing your legs around was quite difficult.

“Well it’s safe to confirm she does not have a concussion.” Jessica chided.

“I know we left things pretty open ended, but PB. . . This isn’t the answer.”

“Uhhm. . . I’m not PB. But I do. . . Believe you.” You watched his hands raise to his chest in an effort to calm you down somehow by keeping them in the air as if you were some startled dog on the street.

“PB, nock it the fuck off! This isn’t funny!”

“He’s not your. . . PB.” The other Spider-Man took his mask off and revealed a tired scowl. “This is Peter B Parker from another universe. A universe where he IS Spider-Man and you don’t exsist.”

What the fuck?

#Spider-Man #across the spiderverse #into the spiderverse #spiderverse #spiderverse au #peter b parker #Jake Johnson #peter b parker x reader #peter b Parker x black reader #jake johnson x black reader #jake johnson x reader

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Tiny Not Sober AUs for DC/DP to encourage my hyper fixation:

1) Jack Fenton is the time traveling clone/son of both Superman and Batman. An organization mixed their DNA. A scientist felt guilty about raising a baby to be a weapon so they stole the baby. Would have given them over to the heroes. Didn’t happen. Baby got lost in time to become Jack. He’s thrilled learning this when it comes out after the organization is exposed and the heroes look for the baby.

2) Okay so I read a fic where Maddie is the one gunho about dissection and stuff while Jack FREAKS out, saving his son. I wanna use that idea and have Jack discover Danny is Phantom when he was walks into the lab to find his wife HURTING THEIR KID. He stops her, learns everything, tries to help his son and is forced to knock Maddie out. He takes Danny and Jazz, running to Gotham to protect them because Jazz was also locked up because Maddie learned she is liminal. Jack meets a very nice man who runs a club he works as a bouncer for while keeping his kids safe. His kids were making friends and his boss was awesome about the fake ID stuff. Now if only that furry wasn’t breaking things at the club and his son’s ghost enemies didn’t follow him

3) I latched onto Jack. I don’t know why. But okay so Jack and Maddie get divorced after the portal thing because they found Danny going into it, freaked and Maddie didn’t take it well. Jack refuses to let her hurt him and divorces her. Her claiming her son is half ghost, evil and must be destroyed gets held up in court.

Then Phantom shit happens and everyone figures it out really early. Maddie is keeping the portal open and shit. I’m a little not sober as I write this so… I will expand later if asked. Jack decides he needs to call up his old friend from college he made before he got into ghosts: Barry Allen, forensics scientist. Why? “Oh he’s the Flash. The guy was BAD at hiding it. Like super bad.”

*proceeds to not see that Vlad is evil until Danny spells it out* “ah. Oh maybe it’s cause we dated.”

Cue record scratch and insanity.

4) Ellie out of nowhere rapidly gets sick. Trans!Danny needs to mix her DNA with someone else’s or she’ll die. He panics and uses a random DNA sample from the ghost zone cause there’s a ghost there with an obsession for science he was visiting. The DNA is of either: Tim or Dick.

Ellie gets deaged to newborn and Danny freaks out. Of course now he’s aware he needs to tell the other parent cause it’s be fucking rude otherwise. Luckily, he had slept with the other ‘parent’ long enough it fits. Danny has some help acting as if it was a pregnancy out of nowhere. As in ‘didn’t notice at all’. Mostly doctors help faking it and some illusions.

He then contacts the other dad.

Or: Ellie’s orb gets absorbed and now Danny has to give birth so he seduces the other person so Ellie can have two dads. Or he just has to find someone to do that with?!?

5) … I have a thing about pregnancy fics and kid stories but like: some rouge kidnaps trans!Danny cause his DNA was in the system after his parents had him and Jazz be put into it before he went ghost. Why? Cause Jack was worried that his connection to his cousin Clark would be discovered. Because Jack knew Clark was Superman and worried. (Also: this AU has the parents knowing from the get go cause I keep trying to find a fic like that, with good parents.)

But so like I did some bitty gritty research on this but fuck it its a world with ghosts and superheroes. I don’t care if it doesn’t match with reality. Danny’s DNA has him being riven to be a genetically compatible person to one of the bat kids. Like any child born from them would be the ‘perfect’ specimen or bled or whatever. So now Danny got snatched and pregnant and the Batfam saves him cause Jack calls up his cousin. They find out and it’s chaos.

6) Trans!Danny is the twin of Damian cause I’ve only seen it once but the sentance: you picked a name for yourself but go by another is stuck in my head and also the shenanigans of Damian learning his twin survived, is really a boy and all is fun. Bonus: Ellie is a baby so Damian is convinced he’s an uncle.

He’s not wrong.

#danny phantom #Batman #trans Danny #unsettling things #demon twins #I think that’s the tag #look #I know women get shit on #but I also find that #the narrative is never bad mom #it’s always bad dad #dc and dp

[michellemisfit]

Weekly Tag Wednesday Thursday

Thank you @darlingian for creating this week’s game. Thanks for the tag @juliakayyy @lingy910y @jrooc @sam-loves-seb @mmmichyyy @mickeysgaymom @deedala @metalheadmickey @creepkinginc @stocious @mybrainismelted @energievie

Which character from any media would you like to have as a father? 

Magnus Bane (Shadowhunters) would be pretty cool, AND magic.

If money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have?

Do laws include laws of science and… y’know… reality? If not… Mother fucking dragon, baby!

What is your Chinese takeout order? 

Salt & Pepper chicken. Duck pancakes. Satay chicken. Prawn crackers. An insane quantity of spring rolls for @rutherinahobbit

What's your favorite emoji?

I’ve become very fond of 🫡, but the one I use most often is probably 🥺 - it’s literally my face. I look at Ruth like that and say ‘I am the emoticon’ and then she has to be nice to me… 🥺

Would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house?

Library. For the aesthetic and the comfy comfy reading nooks! Also I would be able to have all my favourite fic bound and displayed in the library <3 <3 <3

What childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly?

My Little Pony and Animals Of Farthing Wood

What was your tumblr like when you first joined?

I had it for longer, but I first started really using it for Shadowhunters, and 90% of the fandom was here, before it largely moved to Twitter, and now has been struggling to move back, so has sort of become a bit homeless 🥺

What clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself?

Anything neat and tailored. I think it looks fly AF, but I have neither the body type nor the patience for it.

If you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best?

Stars Hallow is really good shout I’ve seen other people use. Also any fictional TV show that basically takes place in a home, only. I’d be all over that! haha

What is your favorite piece of art? 

I’ve been obsessed with ‘Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee Around a Pomegranate a Second Before Awakening’ ever since I was about 10 years old.

Do you have a water bottle? what does it look like?

I recently broke my water bottle so I’ve got a temporary replacement one and I hate it. It’s boring and too big and not the right shape. Grr.

What fanfic trope is a quiet fave?

I’m pretty loud about all my fic feelings. Sometimes I unexpectedly enjoy a Mafia/Crime AU, though I would never go looking for it!

Do you carry a daily bag? what does it look like? what's the weirdest thing in it?

I’ve got three. A tote bag for when I bring lunch Tupperwares into work or otherwise have to transport big things. A large backpack for when I bring my laptop into work or travel. And a tiiiiiiiny backpack (smaller than A5) and the weirdest thing is how much stuff I manage to fit into it! First Aid Kit. Sewing Kit. Wallet. Phone. Portable Phone Charger. Sunglasses. Tissues. Cigarettes. House keys. Pill box. Misc. hair things for when other people need them.

If you had to ship Mickey with another Gallagher, who would it be?

Carl. Ultimate chaos couple!!!! 🙌

What is a fanfic trope you didn't expect to like and then very much did?

We all know the old adage: You're only ever one good fic away from developing that weird kink you keep making jokes about, stay humble.

There’s nothing that hits quite the way an unexpected horny swoop hits! Stay humble. Stay open. Stay curious.

Do you think s11 Mickey can still carry s11 Ian?

Mickey Milkovich voice: YUP YUP

Who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house?

Agree with @lingy910y - I absolutely see Mickey and Carl fighting for the bat! it’s their potato masher!! <3

Tagging @silvanshadow @captainjowl @thisdivorce @crestfallercanyon @heymacy @ohkate @too-schoolforcool @heymrspatel @gallawitchxx @callivich @crossmydna @palepinkgoat @vintagelacerosette @the-rat-wins @tsuga-of-mars @you-are-so-much-better-than-that @ian-galagher @imikhailotakeyouian @mikhailoisbaby @depressedstressedlemonzest

#weekly tag Wednesday #tag game #Mys stuff #darlingian

[pastelwell]

With a new season airing I figured I would do a lil post of tomgreg fics I’ve written that I’m kind of proud of, just for funsies 🙈 I've loved being part of this fandom, and I'm hoping to contribute even more as the final season plays out :) I have two things half finished right now, so I guess we'll see.

I love to make friends (I know I'm so laaame shut upppp) and talk about succession so if you see this feel free to reach out here or on Twitter :) 💜

Hope you enjoy! Let me know if you did ahhh...

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Truth or Dare Rating: E Probably my magnum opus lol. Tom & Greg play an insane game of truth or dare that drastically alters their relationship and throws everything they know into question. I love when Tom’s a little insane, and he is definitely insane in this (in a hopefully canon-typical way at least?!).

Landslide Rating: E A bit of a character study on Tom and his complex and layered emotions. He goes on a bit of a journey in this fic, trying to figure out how to be the most authentic version of himself after repressing it for so long (with Greg being enduringly patient).

Little lies Rating: T The blossoming of Tom & Greg’s relationship through the eyes of Shiv. I loved writing this so much that I made it into a mini series.

For what it’s worth Rating: E Tom propositions Greg over dinner and it goes better than he expects. The dialogue is some of the best I’ve written, I think, which isn't bad considering I'd watched like 5 episodes of Succession when I wrote it (plus about a million tomgreg fancams :'))

Pictures of the past Rating: E Wrote this for my iconic pal @chasingbodies birthday, who actually came up w the idea in the first place. Tom’s friend from college unearths pics of him from his youth and Greg kind of becomes obsessed with seeing them. Such a fun concept, Ana has the best prompts.

The Hirsch Foundation for Waifs and Strays Rating: T Throwing this in here because it’s just silly and cute. When I’m sad I write the softest nonsense and I was so sad when I wrote this 🫣 the plot is essentially ‘Greg can’t stop adopting dogs, and Tom let’s it happen bc he’s in love with Greg’

Surreal, but nice Rating: E Notting Hill AU. Ewan gives Greg his aging bookstore as an early inheritance, and in attempting to run it he meets mega famous actor Tom Wambsgans, who develops an interest in him 🤭 it’s literally a reimagining of the movie Notting Hill, which I highly recommend if you haven’t seen it. (Though I don't think you need to have seen it to enjoy this, it's just like if tomgreg were a romcom)

Microfics Rating: Varied An ongoing project that I have neglected of late, but just a home for drabbles that I’ve written to submitted prompts! You can see a chapter-by-chapter list of prompts here.

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I’ve written quite a few tomgreg fics since I started posting 12 months ago, and you can find them here if you like! I always welcome prompts, though there’s no guarantee I’ll fill them. I have a bit of a list I’m working through though so… you never know :)

#tomgreg #tomgreg fic #succession #I truly do have Tom Wambsgans and Greg Hirsch brain rot #they are constantly on my mind #hence all this fic whew

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do you have any fic recs / favorite fics you’re willing to share with the class 🫶🏻

hi anon!! yes, of course!! i have a ton of fics i adore that i would love to share with you! actually, im a serial bookmarker on ao3 so if you want to check those out, definitely go take a look over there but for the sake of this ask and because i want to shout out works that i adore, here is a non-exhaustive list of gen and lawrusso fanfics i live for!

The Recidivists by @vimesbootstheory is a lawrusso fanfic set a few years before the show’s actual timeline and following daniel’s journey as he goes to prison for a twenty-month sentence. his cellmate happens to be a certain johnny lawrence. it is my absolute FAVORITE fic right now, i am so happy every time i get an update. the writing is phenomenal and daniel is sooo realistic in this, i love him so so much.

Fight Like a Man by @miyagi-hokarate is a gen fic exploring dutch’s character and the reading of him as a trans man. it’s beautifully written, it’s a really interesting take on the character and it’s a must read for me.

A Means, A Way, A Plan by an_sceal is a gen fic exploring johnny’s mental health after season three and before that, during his childhood, his teenage years and young adulthood. it’s absolutely heartbreaking and it made me cry three times reading it. you should however READ THE TAGS!! i like fics that sometimes talk about difficult or dark themes and i don’t want anyone to end up reading something that upsets them so read the tags before you read any of the fics i recommend!

ordinary things by @toothpuulp is a lawrusso fanfic that is a the piano teacher AU. yes, the piano teacher by michael haneke. if you’ve seen the piano teacher or if you’re familiar with haneke’s work you probably know what this fic is but if you aren’t i will just say that it’s a fic that explores daniel’s desires, his repression and his trauma. it’s a fic that i’ve become totally obsessed with in the past month and that i’ve reread five times. it’s violent and sensual and just so brilliant i cannot even express how insanely good it is. once again do definitely read the tags and also read the author’s note but goood, i love this fic. it will also make you feel things for daniel larusso that i can only compare to like, shrimp colors.

lost my head in san francisco by GoldStarGirl is a lawrusso fanfic where johnny and daniel both bring their students (aisha and miguel vs robby and sam) to a competition in san francisco but their plans end up getting a little messed up by an earthquake and daniel and johnny have to team up and actually act like adults. it’s funny, it’s sweet, the kids are great in this. just mwaaah.

Race to the Bottom by kbaxter is a lawrusso story about infidelity, babyyyyy!! these men are NOT working through their issues and they are making it everybody’s problem!! they’re emotionally STUNTED and they have to fuck it out! a great fic by a great author whose other fics i also adore!

last night i had a dream by shortcrust is a lawrusso slice of life fanfic that i love dearly. it’s super sweet, super funny and it makes my heart do funny things every time i read it.

gravestone flowers by menocchio is a lawrusso fanfic that is actually the sequel to another GREAT fanfic called bootstrapping. gravestone flowers is my favorite of menocchio’s objectively amazing lawrusso fanfics because they are DIVORCED AS FUCK!!! it’s basically a retelling of season one if johnny and daniel had dated for a long time before and then had the world’s messiest break up. i love this fic to death. you can read it as a standalone but i definitely recommend bootstrapping as well.

Boxed series by ezlebe is a lawrusso fanfic where johnny used to do porn modelling when he was young and the kids find out… through daniel’s hidden stash of magazines. it’s funny! it’s hot! johnny is a wet dream! daniel has conflicting feelings! wonderful fic!

if anyone wants to recommend me their favorite fics, you’re definitely welcome to and don’t think that im not open to other things than lawrusso just because i have a one track mind, feel free to send me all of your recs! also!! if you’re a fanfic writer come recommend me your stuff!!!!

thank you for this ask and happy reading!

#this was fun! #*asks

[wrongcaitlyn]

hi hi! first off I AM SUCH A HUGE FAN LIKE YOU HAVE NO CLUE. I literally shake every time you release a new chapter it’s insane. i’ve been following since… maybe chapter 14 of talk your talk and go viral (i just need this love spiral)? and i have been reading them as soon as they come out and wow. just read the new chapter shaking screaming crying throwing up. But to get to the actual ask i swear on my life that sometime in the og fic will said that he was going to make a solangelo ship account and become the biggest solangelo shipper lol. i just looked and it’s in chapter 21! “Which is a strange concept to think of, obviously, but he’s going to move past that. The only thing that really matters is that he wakes up in Will’s arms, and Will, somehow, finds it all hilarious. He is, however, going undercover on his Kanye West hate account to become the number one Will Solace x Nico di Angelo shipper, and to most of stan twitter, he’s probably coming off as insane and delusional.”

please tell me if will actually went through with that account. cause i was kinda confused in the new chapter when will said the solangelo rumors were getting annoying. since yk. he was egging it on.

sorry for such a long ask but i’ve just been wondering and AAHHHH IM SUCH A HUGE FAN YOU HAVE NO IDEAAAAAA I also made a playlist for this fic that’s probably over 10 hours long at this point most of it consists of songs i think nico would make because i’m insane.

HI omg literally thank u so much😭😭💔💔 it makes me so happy that you like the fic that much!!!

to answer the question, he definitely did, at the beginning - but that was still very early on in nico’s career, and his fan base was pretty small (at least compared to how it skyrocketed later that year). i think there’s a very fine line between joking that “haha these friends would make such a cute couple i ship!” (what will was doing) compared to certain “fans” who will insist on nico coming out and them having a public relationship/trying to find “hints” and “clues” that aren’t there/theorizing abt them having broken up, or them pining, or basically just invading nico (and will’s) privacy (what will is annoyed by/what other ppl are doing).

will ended up abandoning that acc when he got to college (1 bc he didn’t have time and 2 bc of people becoming too invasive). will def was egging it on back in hs, mainly just to counter the piper x nico rumors and bc he thought it’d be funny, but it became clear at some point that people weren’t seeing the joke aspect of the ship, and taking it way too seriously (bc even tho will thought it’d be funny, he didn’t actually want to out either of them).

plus, yk what happened at the grammys. having ppl try to out nico or accuse him of queerbaiting is really not what will wants to encourage! he made a mistake bc he was a teenager and he is not perfect! (tho tbf, nico thought it was funny at first too, and then just kinda forgot abt it when he became less active on social media)

DROP THE PLAYLIST💳💥💳💥 (i literally have 20+ playlists for this fic and will never turn down some more. i have an obsession.)

tysm for the ask!!! this ended up being a very long response lmao but i have way too many thoughts abt this au😭

#wrongcaitlyn #talk ur talk asks #pjo #solangelo #solangelo fic #nico di angelo #will solace

[fizzzyz]

so I'm making a tmc au that I'm becoming more and more obsessed with.. I haven't really read any other au, so idk how good this will be but I'm taking a lot of inspo from ofc tmc but also stranger things, horror movies, murder documentaries, some games etc.

I hope you all will like it :]

cw: Vulgar language (Gore, suicide mention, violence etc. in other parts)

Mandela Calamity

Volume 1: Hiraeth

Part 1

Rain slowly started to pour harder and harder every minute and the storm seemed to grow stronger. The sky was covered with dark fluffy clouds and the air was cold and misty. Marilyn stood on the porch, leaned against the wall as she just threw away her cigarette and stomped on it, squeezing it out. The smell of rain brought back memories. Of the days before everything went to hell. Mary sighed as she watched the moving company move her older sister’s belongings into the truck, box after box, furniture after furniture. She couldn’t believe she was moving back to that place, she thought they had made an agreement, to leave all memories behind. She was finally beginning to forget some now, or at least to stop thinking about them, but they would all run her over now when she’d be returning to that place.

The wind started to blow harder and colder, as the rain became more violent. Mary glared into the ground as she pondered. She understood why her sister had to quit her job, if she continued, she would have a mental breakdown and get fired anyway. But she didn’t understand why she had to look for a job in Mandela, and that she even had to move there. It made her upset, but she had to support her sister’s decision. “Mary, are you ready to go?” Marilyn looked up when she heard her sister. She nodded slightly and followed her from the porch to her sister’s car. As she opened the door and sat down, she felt her stomach tied in knots and anxiety overtook her. She felt tense. Like as if she was stuck in place.

 She took a deep breath when her sister got in the car after her. “I still don’t understand why you have to do this, Anna.” Her sister looked at her and sighed, thinking for a bit before she responded. “I’ve told you this a million times, I need a new job, and there’s nothing for me here.” Mary got irritated by that one same reply she had gotten every time, she was like a dumb robot that couldn’t explain something properly. Her sister, Anna, started the car, having to turn the key a few times before it eventually started. “And out of all places you choose Mandela County!?” Mary burst out as she got more frustrated. She tried to hold in her anger, but it was difficult. “Because it’s a place I’m familiar with! It’s easier to get a job there.” Anna replied and started driving out of the driveway onto the road. “Can’t be that damn hard to get familiar with a new place!” Mary muttered as she crossed her arms and looked outside the window to her right.

Anna’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as she drove towards the highway. They both felt tense and tired of each other, but there wasn’t much any of them could do. “Please Mary… I already bought this house, it’s too late to change it.” She said, trying to cool down the situation a bit. Mary sighed again as she kept looking out the window. She just wanted to shut out all of her feelings and thoughts, and just relax. She felt so stressed and frustrated, this conversation only drove her more insane.

The trees went flying past them as they were getting closer to their destination. The storm had calmed down, and the rain had stopped. A sunset started to form into warm pastel colors as the clouds started to break up and reveal the sky. It had been about an hour since they left, and there was only a bit left. Marilyn just wanted to get this done, she wanted to get home already. She didn’t even know why she followed in the first place, it was her decision to go or not. She only did it because she cared about her sister and knew she’d need some help. But she felt like there was something else to it… that last bit of hope to find her daughter again, or to at least know what happened. She knew it was impossible, she disappeared 12 years ago, it would be a miracle if she was still alive.

Mary felt a shiver down her spine when she saw that sign she hadn’t seen in years, “Mandela County”. A sign had never made her feel so disgusted and anxious before. They quickly went past it, but the image was stuck in her head. It made her feel a sense of dread that brought back all the trauma. She tried her best not to think about it. It was not a good time to have a breakdown now. As they drove past stores, apartments, and other buildings, they started to get closer and closer to the new house. She noticed some new stores in town, and new buildings as well. She never thought she’d set foot here again, but here she is. Mary sighed quietly when they reached the suburbs. The streets didn’t look too different, everything just looked more depressing now after all that had happened. Anna finally found her new house, and she drove onto the driveway, parking the car. “Well... here we are.” She said before pulling out the car keys and getting out.

Mary didn’t want to get out of the car, she never wanted to be here in the first place, but she had to. She got out of the car and turned around to look at the house her sister had bought. It was small and a few decades old, but it was still nice. The walls were painted white, and the roof had dark red brownish tiles. The porch was small and built out of stone, the door was brown but most of the color seemed to have faded away. The house definitely needed a new paint job, but neither Mary nor Anna could afford it right now. Anna opened the trunk and started unpacking smaller boxes and other stuff. She didn’t have that much stuff with her as she sold most of it, but she didn’t need much for her new and small house. Mary opened the door to the back seats and started to unload the stuff that had been put there. She tried to put all her focus into helping her sister and not to overthink the situation too much. She hated this place so much, but she had to deal with it.

After about 10 minutes the car was empty, and all of the stuff had been carried onto the porch. Anna reached for the keys in her pockets and searched for a while before eventually pulling them out. Mary had never seen the house before, so it was interesting to see how it looked on the inside. Anna put the key in the lock and turned it before she opened the door. The entire house was empty. All that was left was old and plain wallpapers. The sisters stepped inside, carrying some of the things with them. It didn’t smell very good in there; it smelled like as if someone had poured spoiled milk over a rotting carcass. Mary understood now how Anna could afford this house. It was old, greasy, small, and simple. Yet she still had to work so much and sell so many of her things to buy this house, she even had to take a loan. Since Mary was completely against the idea of moving back to Mandela, she didn’t help with any of the costs. She was worried for Anna. What if she couldn’t find a good enough job to pay back her debts? What if she had to live in this junk for the rest of her life?

After she put down the things she was carrying she took a look around, to see if there was at least something positive about this place. Most of the wallpaper had seemed to shift from its original color to a greasy brownish yellow. It must’ve been a long time since anyone has taken care of this house, it looked like a complete mess. There was no furniture anywhere, even if there were there would’ve been no idea to keep them considering the condition of this house. Mary walked through the empty doorframe to the left. She seemed to have entered the kitchen, but it looked like a junkyard. The countertops were covered with dust and other nasty stains, there was no fridge, some of the cabinets had missing doors, and the sink needed to be repaired. The cost of repairing all this would probably be more expensive than the house itself. It would’ve been smarter to just buy a house that isn’t rotting.

She continued on into the living room, which also had an empty doorframe, to the right in the kitchen. The windows still had curtains, with what was probably a flower pattern. Anna hadn’t said anything about the condition of the house, just that the house was small and close to the city. Mary felt her heart sink to the bottom of her soul. She regretted not helping her. She was pissed that she had moved to Mandela, but she didn’t want her to live in an absolute nightmare. It was too late now. She had already bought the house. All she could do now was to help her fix it. She went on through the next door, which led back to the hallway. There were 2 doors on the wall to her left. They seemed pretty beat up as well, but they were good enough. She slowly opened the door closest to her. It had one window in the middle, and the rest of the room was empty just like the other rooms. There wasn’t much to see there, so she continued on to the last door.

The door creaked as she opened it and a cloud of nasty smells hit her. She squinted her eyes and backed away a bit as she slightly gagged. It smelled like feces and expired food mixed together. She covered her nose and mouth with her hand as she peeked inside. The room was small, with a toilet, bathtub, and sink. The tiles on the floor were greasy and so were the rest of the stuff in there. This place was horrible, not even a rat would live here. Mary felt even more frustrated and confused with Anna’s decision to move here, why would she want to live in this dump!? She already had a pretty nice home back in Bythorne, but she’d trade that just for a job. She quickly closed the door as she stepped away from it and stopped by the wide-open front door.

Anna was carrying the last stuff inside and placed them in the hallway. “I... Anna. What is this?” Mary said, the disappointment clear in her voice. Anna sighed and looked into Mary’s eyes. “Do not get upset. I didn’t waste all of my money on this house, I’m using the rest to renovate it. It might look bad right now but when I fix it it will be perfect and look brand new, I promise.” She explained and tried to convince Mary that it was a good idea. Marilyn couldn’t understand what her sister was thinking, was she out of her mind? “Annette. A normal house would’ve been worth it even if it costs a little more. You’ve made a mistake. It might work in the end, but this house will need years before it’s fixed.” She responded. Her voice was strict and harsh. She was really disappointed of her; all of this was making her reach her limit. “For god’s sake it’s too late to change anything! Can’t you see how hard I’m trying!?” Anna yelled and gestured with her hands. “If you actually tried your best we wouldn’t be standing here, I thought you were better than this!” Mary yelled back and grunted.

She was so tired of this. She never wanted to be here. She hated this place. She hated it with all her gut. This place already made her feel like she was at a breaking point, but her sister only made it worse. Anna seemed to get pretty upset as well, she really just wanted Mary to understand her. “Can’t you just fucking listen for once!?” Anna lashed out, with her voice becoming trembly, like as if she was about to cry. “Why can’t you listen!??” Mary yelled back at her. “I can’t stand you!!” Anna screamed and ran into the kitchen. Mary watched as she fled the scene. She grunted and walked outside, grabbing her lighter and cigarette pack from her pocket. This day was already too much. She wished she could just get into bed and sleep already.

#mandela catalogue #tmc #tmc au #mandela catalogue au #the mandela catalogue #tmc fanfic #horror fanfic #Mandela calamity au #fanfiction

[marvelmaniac715]

This is part twenty of my Human Chucky au! I’m writing a more serious fic later, so this is just something fun to get my creative juices flowing and indulge the Swifty within me. Some may say that it’s unrealistic that Chucky listens to Taylor Swift, and to that I say - have you seen the man? He’s the most overdramatic bastard I’ve ever watched onscreen. Of course he listens to Taylor Swift and quotes the lyrics in his dramatic monologues to victims (particularly ‘I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream’). Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy reading this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it :). Quick note - I don’t at all condone or encourage Chucky’s behaviour; the man is insane, but the scene where he takes tickets by force was a lot of fun to write XD.

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Chucky had a problem. He lived with two teenagers. That in itself wasn’t the problem, exactly, the problem was a curly haired blonde who had infiltrated his home, her voice blaring out of speakers and her eyes piercing his soul from a wide range of posters and album covers. Yes, Chucky’s problem was the singer-songwriter Taylor Swift.

To be fair, he didn’t know all that much about her, his kids were obsessed, and Chucky didn’t really know how to respond whenever either Glen or Glenda would quote song lyrics at him or start gossiping about the singer’s latest breakup or relationship. Pop culture knowledge from the 2000s to the 2020s wasn’t exactly Chucky’s strong suit, he didn’t know Ed Sheeran or Lady Gaga or, to be honest, most popular singers or bands (although, he was quite partial to Panic! At The Disco, their song ‘Teenagers’ gave him a good laugh). 

But one day, whilst venting to Tiffany about his inability to understand his children’s interests, his wife made the innocent suggestion of googling Taylor Swift to see what happened. He tried that, and there were millions of results. So, to narrow it down to the important details, he decided to post on every social media app and site he owned. His message read:

‘Swifties - help! I have two teenage children, and they’re absolutely obsessed with Taylor Swift. I’m a pretty old guy, and I know absolutely nothing about her, but I’m desperate to connect with my kids, so please, help me. I’m not asking much, I just need to know her most popular/famous songs and enough information about her to carry me through a ten minute conversation with my sixteen year olds who will absolutely rip me to shreds if I confidently give them incorrect information about a woman they’ve begun referring to as ‘Mother’. Any information you’re willing to share would be greatly appreciated.’

This message, born out of frantic panic, would change Chucky’s life forever.

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A great deal of information was sent Chucky’s way at an alarming rate. The Swifties, if nothing else, were extremely dedicated, and in no time at all, he knew everything there was to know about Miss Taylor Alison Swift, right down to her mother’s maiden name (it was Finlay). He had to say, despite initially embarking upon this great knowledge quest for the sole purpose of being able to talk to his children about their interests, he was actually becoming a big Taylor Swift fan - a Swifty.

Glen and Glenda were, of course, thrilled that their dad not only understood their references, but willingly and enthusiastically joining in with their conversations with opinions of his own. At least once a week the three would get into a big debate over which Taylor Swift era was the best, always arriving at the conclusion that every era was in fact the best.

Tiffany would never say it directly to her husband, but she was convinced that he was an even bigger fan of Taylor Swift than the twins…

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Glen peered at their father’s latest painting with a great deal of confusion.

“Uh, dad?”

Chucky looked up causally, brush still dipped into purple paint.

“Yeah, Glen?”

Glen cleared their throat, not really knowing how to approach this topic, but eventually going with:

“Is that Taylor Swift fan art?”

Chucky glanced back at his painting, which did, admittedly, quite resemble the album cover of ‘Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)’ and frowned. Then, he turned to face Glen and protested weakly:

“It’s not… not Taylor Swift fan art.”

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Whilst Chucky was scrolling through social media, he found out about the upcoming Eras Tour. He asked the twins later that day if they wanted to go, and was quite surprised when Glenda burst out laughing and Glen looked down sadly at the floor. When he asked, with a great deal of confusion, what was wrong, Glenda laughed again, bitterly, and deadpanned:

“Dad, those tickets are like gold dust. It’s never gonna happen.”

Immediately agreeing with their twin, Glen hummed under their breath and nodded before sadly remarking:

“You left it too late to try and get tickets. Glenda and I tried to get some months ago back when they were on presale and we didn’t manage. You’re not gonna get them, I’m sorry.”

Seeing this as a challenge, Chucky wrapped an arm around each of his children, flashed them the same smile he’d given them just before beating one of their classmate’s dads in an arm wrestling contest with a prize of $20 and quite confidently told them:

“Don’t worry, your dad can do anything.”

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Chucky could not, in fact, do absolutely anything. He’d spend hours, days even, trying to find Eras Tour tickets, but his search was unsuccessful no matter what he tried. He almost gave up, but then he overheard a stranger in a coffee shop say that she was taking her two kids to the Eras Tour. Now, Chucky had mostly put his serial killer ways behind him, but he was a man on the edge - he was getting those tickets if it killed him.

When he had finished his coffee, Chucky began covertly stalking the woman, watching her every move. It was the dullest thing he’d willingly done in years, but the prize at the end would be so, so worth it. Thirty dismal minutes passed as the woman sipped her latte and gossiped with the friend she had brought with her. But eventually, Chucky’s salvation came as the woman excused herself to go to the bathroom. He didn’t follow her into the bathroom, that would have been weird, but instead he lingered outside, pretending to be waiting for the men’s room, and when the woman walked out, Chucky struck.

With one hand, he pinned the woman by the throat against a wall, and with the other he yanked her bag off of her to search for the tickets. The entire time, the woman stared fearfully at him with wide, tear-filled brown eyes. Bottom lip quivering, the woman pitifully croaked:

“P-please… I have a family.”

In a dismissive tone, Chucky responded:

“I’m not trying to kill you, I’m looking for the tickets.”

This momentarily broke the woman out of her panic as she asked in confusion:

“What?”

At this exact moment, Chucky had emptied out the woman’s bag and her wallet, still finding absolutely nothing, so he glared up at her and growled:

“The tickets, where are they? What have you done with them?”

The woman was still extremely confused as she whimpered:

“What tickets?”

Chucky tightened his grip around the woman’s throat and repeated, practically foaming at the mouth in his rage:

“The Eras Tour tickets. Where are they, woman? Come on, you can’t be that dense!”

A glimmer of understanding flashed in the woman’s eyes as she stuttered:

“They’re- they’re on my phone. They’re digital tickets. Do you want me to send them to you or something?”

Chucky nearly nodded, but then he remembered that he got a lot of emails and texts every day, and screenshots might not be valid as proof of ticket ownership, so instead he shook his head and decided:

“No, it’s simpler if I just take the phone.”

The woman barely had time to comprehend this before Chucky had grabbed her phone from her bag, given her a faux-polite smile and ran off, yelling over his shoulder:

“Thank you for your cooperation!”

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Tiffany was incredibly startled when her husband grabbed her by the arm one day and dragged her into his studio without a word. She was even more confused and startled when he looked at her, incredibly seriously, and informed her that he required her specific set of expertise one last time. Her mind, of course, immediately jumped to killing as she whispered:

“Do- do you mean you need my help with killing?”

Chucky looked confused then, furrowing his brow as he said:

“Uh, if you mean killing it at the concert, then yeah.”

Oh, he was looking for fashion advice. That was honestly the last thing Tiffany thought that Chucky would ask her to help with. She immediately and enthusiastically agreed to help him, but regretted her choice almost as fast as she’d agreed to it when her husband, a man who had never really seemed the type to care about what he wore, always throwing on the thing that was closest to him from his closet, pulled out a set of mood boards and began to explain his options to her in immense detail:

“Now, this one says ‘I’m a badass who appreciates good music’, whereas this one takes inspiration from the Lovers album and says ‘I’ve got a sensitive side’…”

#chucky #chucky series #childs play #seed of chucky #charles lee ray #tiffany valentine #chiffany #human chucky #human tiffany #glen ray #glenda ray #horror #fanfiction #human au #taylor swift #humour

[yourdeepestfathoms]

random ass au idea i thought of while listening to JT Music raps and am kinda digging rn

✨Fallout AU✨

i use the term “fallout au” loosely. it doesn’t follow any of the games At All because i’ve only played parts of two of them, and they were pretty boring. i just preferred the name “fallout au” over “post-apocalypse au.”

ANYWAY, as stated above, this DOES NOT have anything to do with the Fallout series. the only thing similar is the name and that there are vaults

BASICALLY, Uranium City causes this giant nuclear apocalypse because, well. they were dicking around with uranium. something something, it’s twenty-five years later, and society isn’t the same, but humanity has slowly been recovering. civilizations are built across Canada, a decent amount of those have power and water, and people are doing okay!

i have an idea for a plot and conflict, but it’s not good enough to share right now. instead, have some character stuff!

Ocean was born into Vault 13, a, uh…less than desirable Vault to live in. The community inside is, to put it lightly, batshit insane. Driven mad by prolonged exposure to nuclear fumes that leaked into the Vault, these people have become obsessed with all things radioactive, to the point where they’ve started injecting it into their bodies. When that didn’t give them enough of a kick, the experiments began, and most of them have turned into strange mutant abominations because of it. Ocean is no exception. Her body has been viciously warped by experimentation, turning her into more of a monster than a human. Even still, she yearns for a life outside Vault 13, and when she eventually finds a way out, she doesn’t waste the chance; she flees—unknowingly releasing her community of deranged, cannibalistic mutants in the process.

Mischa is a half human-half Automaton (robot person). He wasn’t born like that, though. Two years prior, he was a fighter for his civilization, protecting the community from nuclear monsters in the fields. He was good at what he did, one of the best guards they had, despite his young age of sixteen. And then he got in way over his head, violently maimed by a pack of radioactive wolves. He would have died that day if not for the technological advancements of the world. His right arm, right foot, left leg, and lower jaw had to be replaced by robotic parts. He has more metal in his body than bone. And even though some days can be uncomfortable, he doesn’t mind the way he is now. In fact, he loves the increased strength he gains from being half Automaton.

Ricky being alive is a bit of a minor miracle. He’s a very sickly boy, and nobody really expected him to make it this long with nuclear radiation still being present, but he’s living his best life with his giant mutant cat colony.

Constance is the daughter the owners of a cafe in the largest civilization in the area. That’s all I got for her right now 😅

Noel works for the Blackwood Cafe. That’s also all I have for him at the moment.

Penny…TBA. I’m so sorry, baby, but I just DON’T have anything for you rn.

#fallout au #ocean and mischa get these GIANT explanations and then i gave up 😭 #my bad! #i’ll come up with more stuff! #maybe #hopefully #i like the concept but idk if i’ll actually do anything with this #even still i wanted to share! #ride the cyclone headcanons #rtc headcanons #rtc #ride the cyclone #rtc au #ocean o'connell rosenberg #mischa bachinski #ricky potts #constance blackwood #noel gruber #penny lamb #jane doe

[rywritten]

Not like a headcannon or an au but what’s your favorite au or headcannon for technodreamnap or dnb/ dreamnap idc!

I like hearing ppls headcannond or personal favorite au’s

Though Im not sure if you’ve answered this before and if you have then my apologies! But, I think you’re a really cool writer and overall a really cool person to see on my dash! Have a fantastic week and i hope you have a great day/ night.

*holds this ask in my hands gently* thank you for enjoying my stuff, anon 😭❤️ i hope you're having an amazing week as well!

also, i love getting asks like this, so don't feel like you're bothering me at all bc i love to ramble abt all my hcs and aus tbh

as for my technodreamnap hcs/aus (i have so many and when it comes to fic ideas, i honestly don't know what to work on first lmao)

okay, enough about me rambling let's get started! (just a heads up that this got way out of hand pretty fast bc im a loose canon when it comes to talking about my thoughts about the ships i like lmao i hope you dont mind anon!) 

dreamnoblade hcs:

trust is a very big aspect of their relationship. something about two broken beings who has never been shown real love or affection and has given up on people and love as a result.. meeting each other and learning to love the other because if there’s anyone out there who can love the monster that i’ve become, then it would be someone who’s equally as awful.

just two characters with a sad backstory (who learned it the hard way not to get attached to others pretty early on in their life) managing to find comfort and solace in the other’s presence.. they learn to show the other that they are capable to feel love and to be loved in return though mutual trust because they get what the other person has going through (maybe not entirely, but they've been hurt too - they know what it’s like to hurt all over without a helping hand to anchor them - and that makes all the difference)

techno is insanely overprotective of dream. this is the only hc that i will never change in any of my dnb fics. techno (the moment he has fallen in love with dream) will be so overprotective because dream is THE object of his affection, basically ranking as the highest person on his short list of the people he actually cares about, and he as his infamous saying goes “the only thing that works in this world is that you treat others as they treat you those who have treated me with kindness. i will repay that kindness, tenfold. and those that treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends. i shall repay that injustice a thousand times over.” his character is a big fan of an getting even and not letting others who have hurt him get away with it. and if he’s willing to repay an injustice (namely others hurting those he considers his friends,) he will make sure to repay that transgression a thousand times over, so imagine how much worse it would be to anyone who dared to hurt dream (the person techno loves) basically im obsessed with techno going batshit insane whenever dream gets hurt

speaking of obsessed, there’s this line by chirstopher marlowe that i always associate with how i see their dynamic, it goes:

"why should you love him whom the world hates so?"

"because he loves me more than the world."

(this is literally dreamnoblade, idc idc their love is just so more powerful, it’s weight is heavier and far stronger than any other force in this world that they are so willing to disregard anything else (morals, humanity, their own preservation) because they know - they know - that the other loves them more than anything this world has to offer

also they are two touch starved men that are slowly learning to open up to each other (not just through their thoughts and emotions, but also through gestures, comforting touches here and there, maybe a pat on the back, a hug at night, a soft kiss on the cheek) the first time dream probably hugged techno, the man combusts.. just down right stops working (error 404) because of the sheer surprise of the action and the overwhelming feeling that overtook him from the brief contact. 

some soft dreamnoblade hc:

dream likes the feeling of techno’s cloak wrapped around him and how techno is definitely a whole lot taller than him, and it makes him feel small (which rarely happens given his height) the feeling is unfamiliar yet comforting bc it gives him a sense of safety and security to be around him

they bicker like an old married couple bc techno loves messing with dream and dream is just “you wanna go?”

they geek out about books (greek mythology especially) together and have in-depth discussions about who the best pjo character is (percy for dream / leo for techno)

they cuddle post war and mayhem (its their way to destress) 

fav dreamnobalde aus that im an absolute sucker:

anything that can give me that sweet, sweet opposing forces having to work together in order to defeat a common enemy with lots of ust!! so royalty aus are great for this!

also maybe something really angsty like reincarnation aus where they keep meeting each other through different lifetimes, but one of them (dream) keeps meeting a very cruel demise as soon as they fall in love while the other (techno) is the only one to remember anything 😢

also a canon divergent fic where dream escapes prison pretty early and goes to techno for help

dreamnap hcs:

they have the best friends to enemies to lovers dynamic, ever. period. you can’t change my mind. they carried this entire trope on their backs, sorry any other piece of media that tried to use this trope, but dreamnap has you beat 👋

something about two people with shared history is just the bestest, most delicious, compelling dynamic in the world... exes. old friends. childhood friends. old friends who are no longer friends. decade long slowburns. multi decade slowburns. the works... that’s dreamnap

just dreamnap being friends to enemies to lovers is jsut so intimate. the whole “i know you i know everything about you i have told you all my deepest secrets and you have told me yours and now i am trying to kill you literally or metaphorically because hate and love are separated by a very thin line and i don't know which side i am on” this is basically the whole spiel sapnap gives dream at prison that goes “dream... if you try and break out early... you only have one life left, okay? and, you know, i don't think it's gonna be tommy, it's not gonna be techno, dream. if you break out of this prison, it's gonna be- it's gonna be me who takes your final life.” 

but also focusing on their history and friendship, dreamnap is basically that entire prospect of someone becoming a home. dream not knowing what love and affection was due to his horrible upbringing and meeting sapnap who’s literal love language is acts of service? 

ive always thought that it was sapnap who taught dream what it means to be loved, just the whole unmet childhood need for unconditional love and safety... dream is a very distrustful character by nature and sapnap definitely had to be gentle with him, taking his time to show that he means no harm and dream learning to actually lower his guard for the reward of actually being loved in return... subjecting himself to the mortifying ordeal of being known

their shared history definitely mean being so attuned to each other’s needs and temperament, they’re sensitive to the subtle change in the other’s emotions/actions and are able to sense something’s wrong without having to ask

also would like to say that their teamwork is unparalleled. just the sheer understanding that they have of each other’s thoughts (strategy and implementation) and skills when it comes to fighting together is the most badass thing to witness, a turn of their wrist a subtle shift in their posture and the other just knows.

also going back to the enemies with a shared past.. ive already said it before but i want to point out how they most definitely still have feeling for each other even after all that they’ve been through because they’re two codependent characters that probably can’t stand the thought of being away from each other (no matter how many times they say they hate the other and that they never want to see the other person again, they always come back to each other)

just the absolute insanity of the quote: “we make each other alive. does it matter if it hurts?” and how it pretty much represents dreamnap’s iconic (and slightly toxic) and poetic relationship post prison-break.

some soft dreamnap hcs:

they love using nicknames (anytime sapnap calls dream baby boy, darling, love.. it gets to dream and when dream calls sap pandas, sapnap melts)

they have the same mannerisms bc of the years they’ve spent together (their interests are so entwined together bc of it)

they use each other’s clothes a lot

very overprotective of each other, the whole “touch him and you die” whenever someone messes with the other

fav dreamnap aus that im an absolute sucker:

any canon divergence where sapnap finds out what dream’s been going through in the prison, how he sees the dream post torture and he goes ballistic

also super into my limbo au (which you can read here!)

also have been working on a dreamnap role reversal au for months now 😂

some additional technodreamnap hc:

techno and sapnap don’t really get along, they’re not necessarily enemies but they aren’t friends either, they only tolerate the other’s presence bc of dream

they bicker a lot, are both pretty petty and very much in love with dream so they keep trying to one up each other for dream’s attention

both sapnap and techno are overprotective and over powered, will really fuck shit up when dream gets hurt

dream can handle himself just fine bc he’s dream. the other two are just arm candy (lmao)

when together, other people around them start fearing for their lives

the calamity trio (they being forth chaos, calamity, and destruction where ever they go)

alright, i guess that’s it for now. if you’ve managed to read this entire post without wanting to bang your head to the wall from the word vomit, congrats and ily! 🥳👏♥️

#ry talks meta #ry.plies #dreamnap #dnb #thanks for indulging me with this ask anon #i hope you got something out of this mess of a meta #i will it stop talking about the technodreamnap agenda #it needs to be perceived!!

[chryzuree]

i’m on a huge horror movie kick rn soooo… top 3 chryzure horror AUs? :3

TOP THREE???????????? this is so difficult for me…….

well, my izombie au has slowly shifted to be something more canonical, but that in between stage still counts? i wound up taking insp from the possession of hannah grace and the mortuary assistant, along with general other horror elements from various shows/movies—but essentially, azure is killed by his ex and brought back Wrong ((i’ve since rewritten this to be chrysi bringing him back wrong, but it’s an expression of love frm her instead of an expression of obsession <3)) and morwyn requests chrysi take azure in to work in the morgue w her… demonic possession of dead bodies ensue, and unfortunately for everyone involved, azure is also technically a dead body!!! VERY unfortunate situation!!!! but i also include more of a “monster of the week” format when thinking on this au, so :)) it rules!!! i think abt it a lot!!!

my conjuring au is jst so romantic…. less abt the horror and more abt how chrysi and azure protect each other despite dealing w hauntings and possessions as their career…… i love thinking abt that second movie, where azure throws himself into danger (as opposed to chrysi normally doing it) and chrysi’s forced to reckon with how much heartache she’s caused azure by doing that exact same thing. OH, and that third movie were azure’s being controlled. but instead of their love breaking the curse, chrysi jst led him to the altar and made his super-possessed-magic-strength destroy it. azures both offended and impressed by her solution. and yes, azure has a locket w a photo of chrysi in it 🫶🏻 romance!!! ((added bonus of bg simeonluna in these aus!!!!!!!))

OH GOD, MY CHRYZUREJACKS ZOMBIE AU WHERE THEY ALL WERE PART OF THIS GROUP THAT WOULD GO INTO INFECTED DEAD ZONES AND CLEAR THEM OUT/GRAB VALUABLES FOR PPL….. it’s more of chrysi’s job, but jacks tagged along because he didn’t rlly know what else to do w his life after the zombie apocalypse came knocking, and azure joins up in order to document their exploits as a photojournalist!! but then there’s an outbreak in one of the towns they’re staying at (well, more like a small city… i looooove playing w zombie apocalypses post-everyone finding a “new normal”…. yes, i got super into zombies during the pandemic, what makes you ask that?) & meredith gets infected.. since she’s a witch & she knows azure’s a witch, she bites him (before she turns entirely) and claims him as her own. they become a new breed, babey!!!! azure fakes like he hasn’t been infected until he’s made sure chrysi and jacks have gotten to a safe zone, then he locks them in and leaves to go succumb to the illness <//3 years down the line, chrysi and jacks get together because, like. what other option do they have… they’re missing azure so much and only they understand the pain of that…. UNTIL ON ANOTHER RUN, CHRYSI GETS KNOCKED INTO AN INFECTION ZONE & jacks is terrified he’ll lose her again!! but no worries…. a zombified azure still has control over himself and he saves chrysi :)) also he’s the only one that can tell them that meredith (also zombified) is planning on putting their outpost under siege. problem is, azure can’t remember anything from his life and he can barely speak. ruh roh!!!!

^ clearly i go insane over this au, so maybe this should b my top au…..

#.asks #m.kat🫶🏻 #s.chryzure #i could go on for ages for so many different zombie aus. constantly thinking abt zombies and chryzure and zombies #azure is literally zombie coded idk what to say!!!

[treatsf]

hi can you ramble about stars below /nf /lh? i dont know what it is

I HAVE WAITED YEARS FOR PEOPLE TO ASK ME ABOUT STARS BELOW /REF

Basically, it’s a Vocaloid Series by JunoSaturna / Monstrosity, and it’s part four of a bigger series called Kenopsia!

I’d explain it myself, but the Trailer for the series provides a better summary of it than I ever could:

The third and fourth paragraphs are more summarizing Stars Below in canon, but in the Mandela Stars Below AU, it’s a tad bit different than this.

The quickest summary of Mandela Stars Below I can give is:

In the middle of nowhere, Wisconsin, a bunch of tethers are born over the span of… a while. Mark Heathcliff, a Christian boy who believes his Vani is God and ends up ||killing himself|| after a bad Vani encounter, but being revived afterwards. Cesar Torres, a kid that suddenly goes missing one day and comes back with half of his body covered in shadow, becoming a Patient 0 of sorts for an epidemic of zombie-like creatures named “Shadows”,. Adam Murray, a Vani obsessed man who goes literally insane and becomes a sadist trying to find out the secrets of these aliens, who ends up going through computer screens with a special suit and killing people, which results in his death and subsequent resurrection. Jonah Marshall, Adam’s best friend who was kidnapped by a Vani after getting into a car crash, being forced to kill people by said Vani in exchange for Dreams (which act as drugs), eventually killing his captor and escaping. And Thatcher Davis, a man hunted by his Vani and forced on the run by it.

There’s also a group of people who formed the “Main Party”, or a collection of people trying to take down the Vani once and for all. Sarah Heathcliff, Marks sister and Adams old coworker, who, after having her arm ripped off by said coworker, decides that her efforts in her society, BVS, weren’t enough, and that she needed to take matters into her own hands. And Evelin Miller, Adams ex, who was asked by Sarah to join her because of her connections to the blond. They later find Thatcher Davis and Jonah Marshall, who both join the group.

Sorry if this isn’t the most coherent summary, I’m. Kinda lazy, to be frank.

There’s a lot more info about this massive universe I’m neglecting for time sake (and because I’m not the most well informed on more recent lore— I was into into it back in 2020, then dipped for a while), but you can find most of it in either the Kenopsia discord server, the official Kenopsia tumblr (I’ve reblogged the ask blog for it a bunch, so you can find it pretty easily on my blog) or in these helpful links!:

If you have any questions about Mandela Stars Below I’d be happy to answer, but for now this is the most I got canon wise. Thank you!

#Mandela Stars Below #stars below #kenopsia #infodump #ramblings #tumblr asks #ask answered #treatsf

[duckmumbo]

can we get wells AND hels? a 2-for-1??

Anon you are speaking my language right now

Wels

First impression - Wels is the only other hermit who's single-player series i watched before watching their hermitcraft videos, in fact I didn't even know hermitcraft existed when I was watching wels. His Nature's Beauty series is, no joke, the series that got me into modded minecraft in the first place and what really kickstarted me rediscovering how much I love and adore minecraft, so I really have a special place for his content in my heart khgdjfb. also fun fact he is the first streamer I ever watched on twitch, i watched one of his streams when he was working on his base path in s7 (i have just realized how long ago that was girl help im becoming nostalgic)

Impression now - insane. Ok listen I’ve had this in my drafts for a while and that was the only word under this category thing and honestly? Valid. He is a little insane you don’t come up with his s7 plot line if you’re not at least the tiniest bit insane. I want to study him under a microscope I want to put him in a closed ecosystem jar and see how he fares I want to shake him around and see if he’d make a wobble sound or a rattling sound. I think he’d be crunchy. You think he’s in hiding he’s just biding his time putting pen to paper coming up with rhymes we’re the star studded group got together just to crush you-

Favorite moment - when he went to Beef’s cloning machine and when it didn’t seem to work he’s like “aw that’s a bummer. Oh well!” like my dude. You just went in a cloning machine that got struck by lightning and your reaction is just “lol oh well” ???? Iconic

Idea for a story - ok listen. mdbb server gives me intense brainrot over anything and one of the things it gave me brainrot over is the entity being Patrick’s rock from Grian’s s6 starter base and wanting to follow him to s9 since it didn’t get enough screen time and it somehow became friends with Wels when he got left behind in s6. Idk how I’d write it, but I’m obsessed with this au

Random opinion - I wish he had been able to finish Welsmart. It was a great concept and I loved the building it looked amazing, I wish he had had time to actually open it and make diamonds.

Favorite relationship - him and jevin are just. So good

Favorite headcanon - I haven’t seen much of this but bird wels is just so good. I may be very biased though

Hels

First impression - what. why did the cloning machine make evil wels. why did he put wels in a hole. why are they rapping. what’s going on

Impression now - he’s my poor little meow meow but like. in the opposite direction from Evil Xisuma. I’m a helsknight apologist. I can’t believe he lost a rap battle where he said he was gonna kill everyone wels loved I’m never gonna let him live it down what an idiot (affectionate). He’s a force of chaos and he is unstoppable your puny words mean nothing for defeat is impossible

Favorite moment - I just went back and rewatched the episode where Helsknight first appeared and. He stopped in the middle of building the trap and just. Slept the night away. Sir you’re in the middle of leaving a trap for someone you want to kill what are you doing stop sleeping he’s coming back soon

Idea for a story - this literally just came to me but. Wels came back when hels just woke up and he’s like…. “what” and hels is like “GO AWAY IM BUILDING A TRAP FOR YOU” and wels is just like “…..ok I guess” and then they somehow speedrun an enemies to family arc I wanna write this now help

Random opinion - I want more helsknight. I just think he deserves to be utilized in fics just as much as Evil Xisuma. Give me helsknight redemption arcs give me helsknight tragic backstories give me more helsknight

Favorite relationship - does this man ever talk to anyone other than wels. He’s not even friends with wels. Anyways I like to think they end up being like brothers who rarely speak and when they do they usually end up bickering but the second someone insults the other they’re ready to throw hands

Favorite headcanon - ok I’m still watching the helsknight episode as I’m typing this up and why is helsknight just like standing there and occasionally bobbing his head or punching the air during his verse. Like he doesn’t move as much as wels does so headcanon this man has no sense of rhythm. Oh my god he dances like he’s in the Sims.

#this took so long I’m so sorry anon #I just didn’t have any thoughts in my brain ever #but it’s ok I did it :) #wait did we do it #is this all the hermits #did I ever do iskall #I don’t remember lol #anyways tag time #roy talks #ask game #answered #character asks #hermitcraft #welsknight #wels #helsknight #yeah

[monstrsball]

i am SO sorry i am being so annoying about this but i'm having THOUGHTS. i have a whole tag for u now. i hope you're proud of the brainrot you've given me /j

but anyways nonbender oikawa leaves room for firebender iwaizumi to be avatar hinata's firebending teacher and for oikawa to teach hinata how to chi block, all of which i'm kind of obsessed with. iwaizumi teaching hinata would be SO good. also iwaizumi getting his own side arc where he loses his bending because he, too, is betraying his country and his birthright, changing his entire worldview, just like oikawa is, even if he's doing it a little faster. iwaizumi with the dragons, coming back and whispering all their secrets to oikawa, late at night while everyone else is asleep.

and azula!ushijima having his final showdown w a nonbender is kind of insane and i'm obsessed with it. oikawa and iwaizumi constantly practice dueling each other so that oikawa knows all the best ways to fight against benders while not being able to bend. oikawa and osamu and kageyama doing a similar thing, so that oikawa is prepared for any element. in the show, zuko learns to integrate other styles of bending into his own forms, right, so like, same hat but with nonbending. similarly, each of the others learn from each other's bend (and we're each other's teachers manga reference my beloved i must insert you in everything).

oikawa and atsumu trading nonbender secrets, bonding over their lack of the fantastical power everyone around them has, practicing fighting togethere so that they're prepared for that, too. becoming friends even after a short rivalry-- oikawa taking atsumu's place as the one non-bender kinda rivalry-- and learning a new respect for each other's nations.

this is a world where everyone underestimates nonbenders because they can't control the elements. oikawa takes that and tears it to pieces. atsumu, too, takes it and makes every single doubter eat their words.

omg don’t even apologize i am LOVING all of this, your input is much appreciated. and yeah i’m very proud of the brainrot i’ve given you actually <3 /j

gah yeah iwaizumi in this au is killing me (pos!) i love him so much. having his own arc… him immediately sharing what he learns from the dragons with oikawa because of course he does. why wouldn’t he?

ugh yes. the ushijima and oikawa showdown would be so so good.

all of them learning from each other and training together… yeah yeah yeah, ok, ok. them training with oikawa and helping him learn how to best fight against benders of all types. YEAH. i don’t have anything to add i’m just obsessed with all of this.

the oikawa and atsumu bond… yeah. that’s been on my mind since you first proposed nonbender!oikawa as zuko. as first atsumu is threatened but then he realizes that it’s actually kind of nice that he’s not the only nonbender anymore. that there’s someone that he can learn from too. them training together. talking about their experiences with people underestimating them their whole lives. atsumu talking about how it felt when he realized he was never going to be a bender like his brother - a feeling oikawa can relate to because it’s how he felt too. yeah…

#hq atla au #this au is making me so unwell (pos)